I just think we need more art of flaccid sylus maybe even fresh out of the shower with his hair wet, his body glistening, towel slung around his shoulders and starting step one of his 10-step skincare routine
whys the hunter uniform lowkey bullshit why is mc fighting in a corset with her lower midriff out and i know she mad everyday putting on all those belts
Ordinary Worship🐦⬛ | #Sylus x Reader - A Sylus birthday piece for #SylusBirthdayBang@SylusBigBang
In collaboration with @sunnisno
[Tags: Self care, pampering Sylus, fluff]
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[1/7] If Sylus had it his way, he would drown you in opulence and be waited on hand and foot every single day. If the moon were an attainable, tangible object, price would be the last thing on his mind if it meant being able to tether it directly to you so you were never without its beautiful glow. If you so much as mention liking a certain fabric or the way a shirt or dress hangs on a mannequin, Sylus will have it delivered to your home within 24 hours, tailored to your exact measurements.
It isn’t only about filling your life with extravagant things; Sylus considers it a personal failure if you go to bed feeling anything less than happy. When you have a rough day at work, Sylus encourages you to tell him immediately, because he wants to make it right in any way he can, even if it means listening to you vent about someone throwing your lunch out before you were finished or feeling like you’re not getting enough rest when the days feel longer.
As long as Sylus lives and breathes, you will want for nothing.
If only it were as easy to return the favor.
Sylus doesn’t refuse your affections or attempts to show him love in the same way, he just doesn’t see it as a necessity for you to dote on him. Taking care of you is something that comes so naturally to him that the idea that you might want to do the same every once in a while is not often a thought that crosses his mind.
When you try to cook for him, a look of concern tugs at his brows, pulling them inward, pinched and knit, making him seem sad you’re offering.
“No, sweetie, you’ve had such a long and busy day. I would never ask you to do that after you’ve worked so hard. Why don’t I have my chef make us something so we can spend a little more time together?”
“Sylus, I want to make something for you because you haven’t had a home-cooked meal in a few days, and -“
“We can do that some other time, hm? Let’s just relax for tonight. The chef has already gathered a selection of things for us to choose from, and he’s paid through the evening.”
Sylus isn’t forcing you to say yes, but you know he’s more concerned about your energy levels and well-being than he is what’s on the menu. You sigh, make a mental note to plan better next time, and ask Sylus which days the chef works so you can coordinate.
Sylus tells you that he’ll give you the schedule later.
He never does.
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Always a provider and never one to accept charity, or at least, what he deems as charity, Sylus wants for nothing. If there’s something pressing that he needs, he always gets it for himself, and he’s been sitting on a variety of hobbies for quite some time. You ask him what kinds of books he’s been looking for, and he chuckles.
“Sweetie, I’ve got enough books to last me a lifetime. I’d be hard-pressed to get through a few of them with how busy I am, let alone all of those shelves.”
It’s his way of joking with you while maintaining his stance against accepting gifts. Due to his vehement opposition to material gifts and the fact that he’s not one to boast about his birthday, you’re left feeling rather anxious as the days approach, and you’re still empty-handed.
It’s a fool’s errand to ask Sylus if he needs anything, because he needs for absolutely nothing, but you try Luke and Kieran while Sylus works in his office. Their luck is just as bad as yours.
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