Syx wasn’t much for seduction. Not that he didn’t understand it, but the first approach felt nearly impossible. So he fell back to what he always did to get another’s attention. He built a thing. In this case a floating bot, dark metal and trailing gossamer ribbons like a decorative tail. It hovered and spun in an odd little dance around the brooding man that had caught Syx’s eye.

never-so-bad:

syx-blue:

never-so-bad:

syx-blue:

never-so-bad:

“And what do we have here?” Zagam’s eyes widened in surprise, first wary, to see a strange artefact floating around him, but relaxed immediatly when noticed it was just trying to call his attention, thing that did succesfully. His gaze soon moved towards the blue man that for one second he thoug might be Mr. Drake. It wasn’t him, of course. The colony was not the same neither the energy. Another blue man?
Zagam flashed him a charming smile leaning forward on his chair, there is the resting area of the exhibition. “Pretty artefact you have here. Is it yours?” He asks with playfully interest.

“There better company than most of the idiots in this city,” Syx said with the same air as someone who owns and loves far too many cats. Letting the conversation fall to Minion, Syx hesitated, not sure how open he should be with this stranger… but the conversation was nice and Zagam seemed genuinely interested in everything… so…

“It’s complicated… he’s family. My best friend. He’s also my guardian and caregiver. But he also acts as my henchmen. It rather defies being locked into a standard human relationship definition,” Syx shrugged, it’s just the way we’ve always been, from the first day he was handed to me.”

“Oh..” It is true not all the aliens loves humanity and considering Syx intellect, he is sure that humans are considered goofy creatures. At least those who don’t carry a sentiment under the blue man’s eyes-

He approaches at him again but keeps his attention in the exposition. -“He seems to be very important to you and when you can’t put it a label then a half brother sounds fine too. Because like one they are close even if is not blood related”. “Do you love him?”

“Of course. He’s family. How could I not love him?” Syx looked up at Zagam unsure where this line of questioning was going. Minion was beyond precious to him; if anything ever happened to Minion… Syx wasn’t sure he could survive it.

“That’s nice. where is he now?” With all the portal thing he won’t like ot hear that he left him in the other side. But seeing Syx alone and speak about him like in distance, then might be the case. -”Im sorry if it’s a little too private. We can talk about anything else”

“Back at Evil Lair baking or being a worry wart more than likely. He gets out less then I do,” Syx frowned lightly, concerned flashing across his face at the thought, “And no… it’s fine. It’s just… I’m not really used to this yet… before I came to the multiverse this,” he waved a hand to indicate being out in public like they were, “I didn’t really do this ever and the hologram generator I only recently got small enough and realistic enough to be a viable disguise option.”

https://open.spotify.com/track/6SsAVg1H5VKNDjvR06PQeP?plead=please-dont-download-this-or-our-lawyers-wont-let-us-host-audio

You and I, we all reside
In this nightmare of glass and steel, we will die
With hopeless eyes and broken strides
Rats in the flood will struggle, but won’t survive
And we just lie to ourselves, that what we find in our hell
Makes all the suffering that we endure all worthwhile well

The City Ruins Everything

╳–;; about the muse

Syx Megamind Blue

REPOST! Please do not reblog, thank you!

[ Parents/Guardian ]

[ Relationship ]

[ I’ve been ]

In Love | Hurt | Sick | Abused

[ I have a(n) ]

[ Things I’ve done before ]

[ Positive Traits ]

[ Negative Traits ]

Tagged By: @mygardenofmuses

tagging: @reporterinred , @1000liveslived (Anna) , anyone else who wants or hasn’t done it yet

💤💤

1000liveslived:

syx-blue:

syx-blue:

Megamind had been performing a steak-out. Sitting on the roof of a nearby building. He’d had brain bots watching the place and tonight should have been the night. A gang had been planning on moving very dangerous weapons through his city and he could allow that.

The night had dragged on. Too many long nights that he’d been building new machines and tracking this potential shipment. His eyes drooped and he was asleep before he knew it.

He was falling …up… the ground disappearing beneath him until Earth was nothing but a marble in the black inkiness of space. His heart seized. No! Nooo! Not again!

Jerking wildly as he awoke, Megamind blinked in confusion at the face that swam into his vision. The expression making it hard to understand who he was looking at, memories blurring together as he tried to put the right name to the face in his half awake state with heart still hammering, “Wha…?”

Syx idly watched her work the equipment and with a tired sigh, answered, “Guns and weapons. The information I intercepted made it seem either experimental or not entirely normal, but they were using slang lingo I’m not familiar with yet,” maybe Harrison and his husband were right about not doing this alone anymore, “I was hoping to find out what exactly tonight.”

She paused what she was doing to look over at him, the wheels almost visibly turning in her mind. She had heard Sheldon speak about weapons like this before.. perhaps not of these ones specifically, but he didn’t like guns either. She made a low noise in her throat, “..I see,” she murmured.

Not your problem. She had to remind herself of that, pulling up a video, “Got it,” she urged, frowning as she did a slow fast forward of the day to try to get to the truck she had seen.

Raising an eyebrow Megamind scooted closer in the chair, noticing her reaction, “Struggling to stay neutral are we?”

Leaning over her shoulder he watched the monitor with an eagle eye. Jabbing at the screen excitedly when some men got out of a truck, “Wait there! Go back!”

Syx wasn’t much for seduction. Not that he didn’t understand it, but the first approach felt nearly impossible. So he fell back to what he always did to get another’s attention. He built a thing. In this case a floating bot, dark metal and trailing gossamer ribbons like a decorative tail. It hovered and spun in an odd little dance around the brooding man that had caught Syx’s eye.

never-so-bad:

syx-blue:

never-so-bad:

“And what do we have here?” Zagam’s eyes widened in surprise, first wary, to see a strange artefact floating around him, but relaxed immediatly when noticed it was just trying to call his attention, thing that did succesfully. His gaze soon moved towards the blue man that for one second he thoug might be Mr. Drake. It wasn’t him, of course. The colony was not the same neither the energy. Another blue man?
Zagam flashed him a charming smile leaning forward on his chair, there is the resting area of the exhibition. “Pretty artefact you have here. Is it yours?” He asks with playfully interest.

“There better company than most of the idiots in this city,” Syx said with the same air as someone who owns and loves far too many cats. Letting the conversation fall to Minion, Syx hesitated, not sure how open he should be with this stranger… but the conversation was nice and Zagam seemed genuinely interested in everything… so…

“It’s complicated… he’s family. My best friend. He’s also my guardian and caregiver. But he also acts as my henchmen. It rather defies being locked into a standard human relationship definition,” Syx shrugged, it’s just the way we’ve always been, from the first day he was handed to me.”

“Oh..” It is true not all the aliens loves humanity and considering Syx intellect, he is sure that humans are considered goofy creatures. At least those who don’t carry a sentiment under the blue man’s eyes-

He approaches at him again but keeps his attention in the exposition. -“He seems to be very important to you and when you can’t put it a label then a half brother sounds fine too. Because like one they are close even if is not blood related”. “Do you love him?”

“Of course. He’s family. How could I not love him?” Syx looked up at Zagam unsure where this line of questioning was going. Minion was beyond precious to him; if anything ever happened to Minion… Syx wasn’t sure he could survive it.

[TXT: kidnaps you and throws you over my shoulder (well Minion’s shoulder) ]

dark-blue-mondays:

syx-blue:

dark-blue-mondays:

[TXT MSG: Unhand me you fiend!! *kicks and waves arms, pretending to struggle dramatically* ]

[TXT: positively witcked~ *silences you with a heated kiss as I move with you* and you love it >;) ]

[TXT MSG: *writhes and strains, wanting to have my arms around you but the knots are tied perfect and tight* You… yes… my overlord*

[TXT: good boy *bracing my hands on your shoulders and angling my hips to slide your cock into my sheath with my tentacle* so goooood *moaning* ]

📚

rocking-rockatoo:

syx-blue:

queenrockatoo:

“How many of you does one city need?” Rockatoo grouses, slipping into Spanish rather than English for the complaint.

@syx-blue

“There is a huge gulf between being on the same side of the law and needing to be occasional allies and being friends, Mrs. Delic. I don’t know where on that line you currently fall and you’ve hardly been less rude yourself.”

“When ya star’ i’, ya ge’ i’ back.” Rockatoo mutters, brushing the comment off. “Jus’ assumin’ one group’s gonna be like the others is still rude.”

“Yes, yes, multiverse. If it wasn’t painfully obvious I am new to this. Are you secretly a team of super heros dispensing justice to the underworld? Bloodthirsty serial killer cannibals?”

Be Evil

rxttentothecore:

@syx-blue

Bright green orbs flickered about the large darkened chamber as she stepped into the room where she very quickly noticed that right there in front of her standing on a round black statue stand was a very lifelike statue of her mother: Maleficent the Mistress of all Evil. With careful slow steps, Mal stepped closer of course trying to be as quiet as possible was rather difficult to accomplish when the heels of her boots were insistent on leaving a sharp tap in the air with each step she took.

Stilling her movements, Mal allowed a soft sigh to leave her as she stared up into the eyes of the statue. It was as though the statue of her mother would come alive at any moment of course she hoped that wasn’t going to happen. “Look at you, Look at me, I don’t know who to be Mother…” she began to softly but quite sadly sing her true feelings out loud hopefully she hoped that no one else was at this museum with her but unknown to her she was quite wrong indeed.

“Is it wrong, is it right to be a thief in the night, Mother? Tell me what to do..”

Megamind had been attempting to better understand this strange new multiverse he was in. When out to pick up supplies from a European supplier his curiosity had gotten the best of him when he and Minion had passed over a place that had never existed on the map before. Curiosity truly was a curse.

Finding his quiet exploration bringing him to a museum in hopes of understanding this strange place, Megamind flattened his back against the wall when he heard singing. Seems he wasn’t as alone as he’d thought. His hand falling to his de-gun just in case, he crept out further to see the singer.

She arrives. (Celly)

thevoidcomes:

syx-blue:

syx-blue:

Syx had woken up from that nightmare again. It had gotten more frequent since his break up with Wayne. The stress, he was sure. Making sure not to wake Anna, Syx slipped out of bed and headed into the workshop. He needed a distraction. What he got was…

He made a high-pitched distressed noise in the back of his throat, beginning to hyperventilate. The void had come to swallow him whole.

“Lost?” Syx echoed, sucking in a panicky breath, “W-where are you… supposed to be?”

If it wanted to leave he, by all means, would find a way to let it.

Looking around slowly, making that wavy hair flow around her and the air more, Celestialess looks back at Syx to eventually answer, “….Unsure….But, not here…”

She then began to look up, down, around a bit more. Spinning slowly on the spot as she tried to look for an exit. There wasn’t even any indication she’d come through anywhere considering there was no gaping hole in any wall surrounding them.

The way she? it? looked around had Syx scrambling up, “You want to leave? Okay okay oh-kay!”

Not taking his eyes off of her, Syx backed up towards the large doors he got his mechs in and out of, “T-this way?”

💙 (any of my muses :) You can pick)

1000liveslived:

syx-blue:

syx-blue:

With his holowatch firmly in place and activated, Syx strode into the small tattoo parlor wearing his most often used dark skinned face. His afro filling a portion of the space his blue head did in order to help the disguise generator. He found that the less the watch had to drastically fabricate the more realistic the disguise and the longer the charge lasted. Generating flowing hair and clothing he wasn’t actually wearing stressed the-the algorithms in the watch and increased the likelihood he’d end up looking like a CGI character come to life.

Smoothing out his leather jacket, Syx grinned at his uncle and leaned against the counter. Chatting about business and news since he’d been in prison. Passing on messages from those who were still inside.

Noticing Paige coming in he gave her a little wave, heading over toward her and plopping down in her tattoo chair as if he hadn’t turned down every offer she’d ever made to give him one. He flashed her a wide charming smile, green eyes shining.

“Draw up anything new while I was gone?” he always adored seeing her sketches for her designs.

“It may surprise you to know, but I don’t do this every day either,” Syx raised a brow at her, a ghost of a smile creeping onto his face as her dramatic eye rolling, “Maybe… we start over? I could… properly introduce myself? Or do we just… pick back up like I just popped in to say hi instead of crashing here because I was too exhausted to make it home?” his fingers traced over his wrists, still nervous of the idea of someone else touching them, seeing them.

Paige watched him a moment, not missing how his fingers ran along his wrists as if tracing some line that she was too far away to see. She didn’t mention it though, blowing out a breath in a manner that blew her cheeks out a bit. “Well? How about we do both?” She prompted, uncrossing her arms to take a couple steps towards him.

“I’m Paige,” she greeted, trying for a smile. She was trying.. she was trying so hard for this. She really could understand why he would lie to her, but it didn’t take away from the fact that he had.

Blinking at her quick acceptance of his proposal, Syx scooted forward in the chair and thrust out a gloved hand at her to shake, “Syx Megamind Blue. It’s nice to meet you, Paige.”