💙 (any of my muses :) You can pick)

1000liveslived:

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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.

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.”

Paige didn’t quite think he would agree with her so easily, and if she were to think on that surprise she would likely feel foolish for thinking that. For now? She merely smiled a closed lipped smile that wasn’t large enough to show the dimples that he had seen on occasion.

“Nice to meet you too, Syx..” She greeted softly, shifting to reach to take his hand in hers. Her grip was relaxed, nowhere near overpowering, and light enough to almost be overlooked entirely

“Soooo…” Syx trailed off, unsure what should come next, “Well I don’t know about you but I’m starving?”

He’d only woken up shortly before and hadn’t had dinner before passing out here, “Minion is an excellent chef?”

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

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dark-blue-mondays:

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

[TXT: *alternating between coiling around and riding my beautiful willing captive until I cum* Harrison~ ]

[TXT MSG: *bucks and moves, trying to give you every bit of please I can while bound beneath you* Yes, yes, yes my Syx, my overlord *wants you to cum all over me* ]

[TXT: *shaking as I cum and my writhing tentacle coats you in my cum, lifting myself off your cock and turning around to straddle your face. Coating your cheeks in cum with my tentacle* clean up this mess you made~ ]

Be Evil

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syx-blue:

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.

Mal started to head back to the exit of the room unaware of the loud clap of thunder and a streak of bright green lighting right behind her striking the statue of Maleficent. She was completely oblivious seemingly being in her own little world of thoughts and feelings until she heard the unmistakable laughter of her mother right behind her. Mal whipped her head around to come face to face with her mother in all of her evil glory laughing much like a manic.

When her mother started to sing the advice her daughter wanted she hang onto every word. Mal looked up in awe as her mother tossed her staff to her the violet haired teenage girl stared at the staff that was in her hands as if the staff was her weight in such gold. Hearing her mother clap twice, Mal instantly tossed the staff back to her mother and Maleficent caught it with such ease.

Mal grinned up at her mother as she hung on to every single word that she sang, blue clouds of thunder and lighting formed above the duo and Maleficent sang on. “This is not for us to ponder this was preordained you and I shall rule together freedom soon regained. Mistress of the universe. Powerful and strong, daughter hear me help me strong me won’t you sing along?” Maleficent threw the end of the staff to her daughter who caught it in surprise as her mother grasped the other end next to her and Mal joined in the song.

“Now we’re gonna be evil it’s true never gonna think twice! and We’re gonna be spiteful!”

Watching the girl move around the room singing, Megamind had a assume she had earbuds in or something… there seemed to be chunks of her song missing. Frowning he crept out further, she was so oblivious in what she was doing, he’d grown bold.

When the statue the girl had first approached disappeared, he jerked back, green eyes wide. His eyes darted around for any other surprises, his voice a low murmur but sounding far too loud with her song ending, “…what devilry is this…”

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.

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“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.”

First Meetings

mollisvocali:

|| syx-blue || SYX.

Joey’s lower lip tucked into his mouth as the boy went on. It was certainly rambling, and Joey sensed that it might either come from a state of nervousness, or shyness. Joey’s own shyness manifested in to keeping quite, but he knew that other people reacted differently to the same thing all the time. He let the boy go on until he stopped himself, smiling and letting out a small ~~chuckle~~ as he lifted a hand and fanned it downwards a little.

❝ It’s alright, ❞ He says, trying to keep the chuckle from his words to try and make Syx feel comfortable. ❝ But yes I own the parlour down on Campeau, and –– actually if you came into the parlour sometime, we could have a consultation with a few artists to get your head around an idea. We do a lot more than just give the tattoo’s. ❞ He explains with a small tilt of his head, trying to remember the other boys questions.

❝ I wouldn’t worry too much about looking like thug –– back when I got my first tattoo it was frowned upon, but now it’s more of an art form than an act of rebellion. Same with piercings. ❞ He muses, ^flicking the gauges in his ear that shined bright with the very clean silver inside them.

Focusing on the gauges Syx had to question, “Do those kind hurt to get done?”

He’d gotten his ears pierced several times though only once in the upper ear. It had hurt and swollen but he likes it all the same. Otherwise, he’d only gotten a stud through his eyebrows. The gauges had always drawn his curiosity but he doubted they were for him.

📚

rocking-rockatoo:

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queenrockatoo:

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

@syx-blue

“You know this is why I bother to have proper descriptors in my full title,” Megamind gave a bit of a flourish to his cape, “Why don’t you give me the full introduction? Or is that beyond you?”

“Fine, since ya seem ta nee’ i’…”

“Rockatoo Delic, an’ at leas’ one a’ those ya shoul’ recognize. Know ya ain’t tha’ stupi’.”

She can’t help the hint of a grin tugging at the corner of her lips, shifting her weight from one leg to the other and giving the blue man a superior look.

“Oh, so this Psycho Delic actually married one of his girls? How quaint. Mine’s still rocking the single dad look,” Megamind scoffed, “Is your marital status suppose to scare me? As if I don’t tangle with the Doom Syndicate on a regular basis.”

💤💤

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 was beginning to get leery about being locked in a room with the cat eared woman, but she was obviously tired and he still had his de-gun. He kept a careful distance, cape drawn around him, simply memorising everything.

Sitting at the desk, Emma glanced up at Syx a moment with a soft frown, “Well? Sit down, I’ll try to find something,” she urged. Firing up the older computer, she wriggled the mouse around just a bit, tapping the desk impatiently as she does so.

“..What are they putting in those boxes, anwyays?” She prompted, looking to him as she typed in the password without looking

Cringing at the archaic computer, Syx shook his head in disgusted, “That thing might be better as a paper weight.”

Dropping into the office chair and swiveling around he hedged how much to tell her, but from his experiences between when Anna thought she was this woman and Psycho’s daughter, he knew she could be a player but should be neutral. It would be better to have her on his side, “Someone’s moving serious hardware through the city. Besides stopping it I need to know if it’s just moving through or if someone is going to be starting something in Metrocity.”

“Let me see” (Anna)

1000liveslived:

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Huffing Syx tried to wave her off, “It’s fine really.”

Actually, it was embarrassing as the bruises were revealed. As his tight suit was peeled back, dark bruises covered his arms and sides courtesy of a hard staff. Those weren’t the ones he didn’t want to show, though.

When the tub was filled Syx sunk into it with a deep sigh, reaching out he drew Anna to him. Shifting around so she could sit behind him in the tub, “Be careful if you ever run into a blue woman with pink eyes. She has a horrible temper. Also explosive powers. She, uh, blew up my gun. I’m just thankful it wasn’t still using the original power source anymore.”

She did slip behind him as soon as he sat forward. Her legs spread to accommodate his form, her arms wrapping gingerly around his middle. Humming, she nuzzled her nose against his ear before she reached for the body wash. It was her favorite, one that she had found and bought because she adored how it made him smell to her.

“I’m really glad you’re safe..” she murmured teh words as he rhands began to move along his body, washing him bit by bit. “I’ll be careful,” she promised a moment later, without hesitation.

Sighing peacefully as he settled into her embrace Syx slowly felt the tensions ease out of him. Turning he pressed a brief kiss to her shoulder that he could get to easily, “Good, goood.”

💪 (Lyn lol)

1000liveslived:

syx-blue:

syx-blue:

“Ha! Well what are you waiting for then?” Megamind gave the Crimson Fucker the come at me fingers from the piolet seat of the Spider Bot, “Come on an hit me if you’re able.”

He’d always loved dogs, it’s why he’d used them as a base for his brain bots. That soft whine brought his hands to the wolf’s head. Stroking the thick black fur and scratching it behind the ears his voice softened, “Ah you’re just a good big doggie. Saving me from that horrible cat.”

With a sigh of exhausted relief, he sagged against the large beast, pressing his nose into the fur of its neck. It smelled… like home. Like the Lair. Like his mate. Syx found himself nuzzling into her fur automatically.

The beast tilted its head down so that its jaw pressed along his shoulder as if it were trying to hug him, a soft rumbling noise sounded just before the beast shuddered.

A moment later, its form rippled and moved, the fur replaced with the warm skin of his mate. It happened quickly, flawlessly, as if the transformation were seamless. She had her arms wrapped around him, making a soft noise in her throat. “..I’m glad you’re safe..” she whispered.

“Oooh!” Syx exclaimed in awe as his arms wrapped around Anna, “You changed!”

Ignoring his own injuries in order to cup her cheeks as he looked into her eyes, “You were a wolf? Or something large… you… how did you do that?”

His face filled with wonder he captured her lips in a kiss, “You were magnificent, tiger!”

Blue Paint

ever-so-humble:

syx-blue:

“Come on you silly thing, come to daddy,” Syx cooed to the old bot, waving it into his arms. Wrapping his arms around the distressed 98 and petting its dome soothingly, “Thank you for the assistance… Megamind… that feels really weird to say out loud I hope you know.”

“You’ll get used to it.” Eventually. She’d had to, after all, though after this long it doesn’t feel quite as weird for Megamind herself. “But yes, I do know.” Seeing the way his ‘bot was acting, the behavior is familiar enough that she’s worried about it as well.

Making sure all his bot were still accounted for Syx made his way out of his counterpart’s Lair. He gave the outside one more look over, he’d even had this location listed on his possible alternate hideouts. Well, he’d have to remove it from the list for sure now. It was no longer viable with someone already there.

Nodding to his female double, Megamind turned to make his way home, knowing he’d have to spend the next countless nights figuring out how this would affect everything.