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Sylus rescues from the zombie outbreak, taking you to a safe house. {The spit kink, Mrs. Kennedy AU that I needed}
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18 Mar 2026
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“For years, you’d learned to live with loving someone you could never have. You convinced yourself that friendship was enough, that watching from the sidelines didn’t hurt as much as it did. You treasured every smile, every fleeting touch, even as they slowly broke your heart. You told yourself you weren’t enough—would never be enough—for someone like him. Or so you believed. Then one day, everything changed.”- wolf hybrid!sylus qin x cat/kitten hybrid!fem!reader
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- Part 3 of l’amour de ma vie
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29 Jan 2026
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"Leave..."
You jump at the deep, gravely voice. The dragon's head is lifted, just enough to stare you down with intense red eyes. His white hair is wild and long, reaching down his back. Two jagged horns protrude from his head. Every inch the dragon from the photos.
Shackles at his wrists and ankles chain his limbs to the ceiling and floor. Another around his neck chains him to the wall, keeping him from leaning too far without choking himself. The only parts of him unrestrained are his tail, swaying slowly and knocking into the chains at his feet, and his wings, spread wide but hanging low.
You take another breath.
"My name's Y/N..." you say. Your voice trembles. You take a step forward. "Do you have a name?"
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- Part 178 of Love and Deepspace Fics
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25 Jan 2026
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“Why don’t you run me through tonight’s plans?” Sylus says as he helps you into the car. “Since you’re my assistant now.”
“Arrival in fifteen, shake hands, and get an invite to cocktail party at eight,” you go down the list on your fingers after you buckle yourself in. “Mingle until we’re either invited to a backroom or someone can give us a name. And then we kick their asses.”
Sylus chuckles. He keeps his eyes on the road as he drives, shifting gear with one hand, the other lazily on the steering wheel. It’s effortlessly hot, and it annoys you a great deal. “There might be a few steps in between intelligence gathering and ass-kicking, but you got the gist of it. You are?”
“Your overworked assistant,” you say.
“Overworked?” Sylus asks, amused. “I don’t remember this being part of the script.”
“I’m simply trying to portray my role as realistically as possible.”
You moonlight as Sylus’ assistant. Things go a little differently than planned.
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30 Nov 2025