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can we get a syntax x reader who likes cuddles sm :D

Syntax x GN!Cuddly!Reader Headcanons!

I don't think this man has had any proper affection since he became a spider, so he doesn't know how to handle your cuddlyness at first

He likes the idea but he has no clue how to do it

You just sort of place him on the couch, grab a blanket or two, and make yourself comfy around him. And it works!

He has never relaxed so easily in his LIFE. and now he's hooked

He won't verbally express that he likes it or that he wants to cuddle with you, however you'll be able to tell pretty easily

He makes himself as physically close to you as possible, makes sure you KNOW he's there.....

and then disappears to wait on the nearest cuddling surface.

Mostly the couch, but he's very content to maneuver with you on his office chair.

Loves resting his chin on top of your head and listening to you ramble. He's attentive, even if he's working on something else at the same time

Overall, 9/10 just because I think he'd get too comfortable and be hesitant to let you just get up whenever you want lol

What if Syntax collected a sample of the spider venom cure.

Look I spent way to long today wasting time creating nothing of value, getting dehydrated and not eating for 8 hrs …. Note to self take breaks when drawing on a screen.

But I have the thought of what if he did have the cure but was conflicted on whether or not he should take it I mean he was working for the spider Queen. Maybe even though he was super smart he felt unchallenged in his old life, or he was seen as a crazy inventor.

It led to him working for her and being turned by force, but is it all that bad, heck maybe he has no memories of his old life but every time he see that glowing liquid he almost compelled to use it. Yet he has grown attached to this strange group he now calls family

I made this inspired by a fic written by @its-kall-the-clown titled Cold Hands Against My Heart

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36769759/chapters/91920877

Please go read it. Their work is amazing and they have gotten me addicted to this ship now so expect more work inspired by this fic cause when I tell it’s good….. it’s good

@its-kall-the-clown

.... i finished it.... ahem.... it was meant to be a quick drawing but... i got carried away

for context to everyone else this is inspired by a particular scene in the fic linked below. read it please because its amazing and i am addicted

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36769759/chapters/91727365

read that and you'll get this pic <3

Straight up smells like spiders in here

Since you started following me, here are some suggestions for the emotion challenge: E6 with Spider Queen, C5 with Syntax, G2 with Goliath, and G10 with Mayor (originally wanted to ask for H10 but someone beat me to it)

Wow so many. sorry it took so long my toothache became a full of infection.

look at Goliath isn't he adorable

had SP look like she just won/lost a fight hair a little dishevelled

syntax why you sweating so much hmmmmm

and lastly Not Mayor, i have a head cannon that he becomes partaly mortal once again after losing the power LBD gave him, maybe in this image he experienced a bad beating for the first time in a while

A Golden Secret

Revamp of an old idea, of syntax keeping a sample of the golden cure.

But this time he is guarding his secret well

A Golden Secret

Revamp of an old idea, of syntax keeping a sample of the golden cure.

But this time he is guarding his secret well

THEIR ART IS SO GOOD OH MY GOD. Thx for replying to my ask :D

Hey, your art is so cools and I see that most of your posts are MK, WuKong, and Macaque so I was wondering how you draw other characters such as I don’t know Redson because your art is legit amazing and I want to see my boi in your style. Btw love your AUs they’re genuine works of art

Tada.

I don't draw the others normally cause Im obsessed with drawing MK the monkeys I tend to forget or I find them hard to draw (Sandy and Pigsy) but I should start breaking that habit

Al principio no sabia como se llamaba este personaje pero me encanta su diseño 👌

Ignoren la cagada qué hice en su ojo

Lego minis huh >:]

mini syntax is what I always need in life. Syntax is life. Syntax is-

also can I just tell you I love your artstyle? It's so cute!!

your wish is my command anon!

he's being devious...

also thanks for the compliment!

Lego minis huh >:]

mini syntax is what I always need in life. Syntax is life. Syntax is-

also can I just tell you I love your artstyle? It's so cute!!

your wish is my command anon!

he's being devious...

also thanks for the compliment!

smash.

smash.

smash.

smash.

smash.

smash.

thanks for the gift btw

ehe c:

i cant get them out of my brain. (oc x canon under cut)

i speedran this

i never drew a canon character in lego style, but i like it alot

Have doodles.

Alex x Syntax (ChiptuneShipping)

Mei x Ayla (she belongs to @brave-little-rat-girl) [Waterdragon]

AND FINALLY A FANCY-SCHMANCY ALEX AND AYLA!! (Double A duo / Conchshell duo)

If i wasn't a broke college student I'd sell even my sould for this, but alas i already sold my soul for college and even then I'm still in debt

LOVELY LITTLE LEVITY TRAILER ONE

Dressed Up.

//uh very very brief mentions of alcohol//

other than that expect more content soon real not clickbait

more news at 11

Enjoy.

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You grumbled, attempting to tear off the fancy necktie you had bought the other day on the way to the spider’s room. Sure, you had decided to give dating a try, even after the terrible track record that was your love life. But hey, at least this guy seemed different, right?

Oh, how very wrong you were.

This royal jackass had decided to leave you waiting in the dining area of a nice restaurant, prepaid by you of course, so it ended up with you drinking some very ill booze. The alcohol wasn’t refined to your tastes, as most liquor isn’t, but hell… you paid for this and you were damn well gonna enjoy it.

At least, that’s what you kept telling yourself.

After an embarrassingly long time of waiting and being told to leave, your feet seemed to move on their own accord, quickly dragging your slightly dazed mind out of the room. Now, with that whole ordeal out of the way and checking your phone to yell at the dumbfuck who just ruined your day, you had come to the realization that he had ditched you.

Well, shoot dang.

And of course the weather was gloomy on the walk back, but you were grateful that it didn't start to fucking rain on the way home - or well, the shared residence between a Queen and her goons. 

Underground. In a cave system. 

Because that was the agreement.

When you had learned of your colleague getting turned into a literal demon, you were shocked at first, as anyone should be. But, there was the spark of empathy and concern for your friend. If you could call him that, which was still very debatable. The two of you had mutual respect for each other, and at times you two had talked and been vulnerable, that was usually after plenty of sleep deprivation though. Anyway, the point is that you can still go rant to him about your not so good day, and he would probably take your side in this situation. Just hope and pray that he’s not working ‘overtime’, in a cranky mood, or something else entirely.

The makeshift door to his room is closed, as usual, and you knock three times.

“You may enter.” His voice sounds a bit tired, and you reconsider disturbing him with your rather unfortunate experience. But you’ve already knocked and he’ll probably get more pissed if you just leave without saying anything after that.

And so you enter the dimly lit room, making sure to close the door behind you.

“Uh, hey man.” You mumble out, suddenly feeling very self conscious about your fancy as fuck clothes. Because normally, you’d stick to casual attire, but you had wanted to seem better put together for this guy.

The demon raises an eyebrow when he finally turns his swivel chair around, giving you a look of both intrigue and confusion.

“Well, what’s the occasion? Is someone getting married?” He asks, setting down the printed circuit assembly he had been messing with back on his workbench.

“Well, no. I might’ve gone on a date.” 

He chuckles, pointing a pen at you and your shattered dignity. “Dressed like that? Really, I mean you look nice, but isn’t it a bit much?” 

You huff, going to sit down on the floor next to Syntax and continue retailing the events of today. “It was a fancier establishment, mind you. But I was stood up by the dickhead.” 

He just nods, going back to his electronics. The odor of the soldering iron is there, indicating that he had been and was still working. 

“Mm. That’s unfortunate. But continue, if you will? I have a feeling that’s not all.” 

You roll your eyes, mumbling quietly. You’re not upset, but just annoyed that he’s able to read you this easily. Or maybe you’re just an open book, you’ll probably never know unless you ask with him about it. Which is something you’d rather not ask the technician since he one referred to you as a 'bright neon billboard' rather than the usual book in that analogy. “Yeah. I tried messaging or calling, but when I looked on my phone, I couldn’t find his contact info on anything. It’s like he just disappeared.” 

Syntax sighs, glancing over at you sitting on the floor next to him. The sight to him is quite silly, you in such formal wear,  yet still choosing to rest on the ground. “Just don’t let Hunt know or see you like this, he’ll never stop bullying you.” 

You chuckle, but nod anyway, it’s quite true that he wasn’t too fond of you. But then again that spider wasn’t fond of anyone, well, besides the Queen. Then you speak up again, replying to his words with something other than a movement. “Yeah, yeah you’re right. But c’mon, that man bullies everyone. He’s a straight up menace.”

The demon laughs, though it’s more like those airy ones where you just exhale quickly, yet everyone calls it a laugh. He doesn’t turn the chair again though, just focusing on connecting wires and doing what he does best.

Computer hardware.

“True, but you do look nice. I’ve never seen you so dressed up before, and the man that stood you up must either not have good taste, or he’s just plain… idiotic.” Syntax muters out, turning off the soldering iron, seemingly finished with whatever he was doing.

You’re slightly surprised at his words, but you still smile at the… compliment? You’re assuming that was a compliment. Eh, it doesn’t matter, he’s being nice. “Yeah, I guess so.” You’re unsure of how to respond, but you say something anyway.

“You finished?” A small question is asked, your curiosity not being able to contain itself.

“Hm? Oh, yes. I’ve completed the work load for today,” Syntax replies to your inquiry.

You nod and give the technician a thumbs up, looking at him from the floor even though he’s not facing you. There’s a small pause, where you’re a bit unsure of how to further continue the conversation. So instead, you look around his quarters. For the first time noticing a small radio sitting in the corner, it plays some quiet music from a station.

You can’t really pick up on the beat, or the lyrics for that matter, but Syntax seems to enjoy it either way. Then, you just start to wonder what exactly this technician meant by his previous words. And soon enough, you’ve already come up with a mental theory board filled with red string and notes.

“Are you going to continue to daydream, or are you going to accompany me for coffee?”

You snap out of those thoughts, noticing that he’s standing now, his eyebrow raised while he was watching you mumble and staring at the radio for… only the gods know how long.

“Oh, yeah. Okay, okay, I’m getting up-” However a quick glance at your techy watch, courtesy of Syntax, would tell you that it’s already really late. Like, nearing ten PM late. 

“It’s dark out,” Your voice speaks, a hint of confusion growing there too.

“Yes, and? You expect me to go out in broad daylight?” He mutters, revealing to you that he doesn’t mean a trip to the group’s kitchen area. 

He means going outside.

And then, you remember how you look. The fancy clothing that currently adorns you, you think its amusing now, but some small part of you is still concerned about the thoughts of others. The spider seems to read your expression too well, so a plan comes to form in his mind.

“Well, if you’re nervous about something so… insignificant. Then, I guess I have no choice but to assist you.”

You’re immediately lost as to what this means. Syntax just ends up walking a few steps closer to you, looking you dead in the eyes, and in the most monotone and bemused filled voice goes:

“You look decent, and anyone who says otherwise is delusional, now stop fretting. But if you don’t… I will be needing your credit card without your supervision. My caffeine is very necessary, and I won’t hesitate to spend your savings for such a purpose,” He gives you a smirk, seemingly satisfied with how your eyes widen and your words don’t seem to be wording at all.

“Fine, fine. I’ll come with you to fuel your addiction,” You mumble, trying to ignore the slight heat on your face.

“Exellent. Now, should I call Hunt as well? Maybe he’ll have some other words of encouragement about your attire, hm?”

“Oh, fuck off.” 

He laughs, the sound just as cocky as he is. But he does hold the door open for you, allowing you to exit his room. Well, it’s time for some caffeine and spending some of your cash on this dickwad.

please tell me im not insane and someone understands my vision here.

Also first syntax content since june or something I don’t remember, i just drew that guy from whatever I could find as a reference in my brain box.

(Watched all of gravity falls and I’m losing my mind why didn’t anyone tell me about it before I started having a life crisis god dammit)

I’m so normal about him

I deliver content for my fellow Syntax simps 💚

While y’all are freaking out about season 4 special (Me too.)

Here is WIP sketch with Syntax

Draw that in between commissions while I can