Come on to the record store.
ϡ : mental state headcanon
Mental State Headcanon

Silas is the type of person who has trouble with the word “no”. It has less to do with entitlement, and more to do with aggression. Even as a kid, Silas was a very aggressive individual—he was always roughhousing, and never quite felt responsible if and when his peers got hurt. And, though it served useful as an adult when it came to pursuing a career, it’s hindered him in developing healthy relationships with others.

For instance, he’s coerced lovers into having sex when they were initially unwilling, and he’s continued on during sex even after his partner has voiced displeasure or pain. Again, he never truly feels responsible for his actions, and justifies any lingering guilt by telling himself (and his partner) that they were wanted/needed. This particular flaw reaches outside of sexuality, but it’s particularly prevalent and damaging in that regard.

Bottom line, Silas tends to take whatever he wants without acknowledging how menacing and/or predatory he can be. He really only embraces that side of himself after the fall of Rapture, and uses it to keep a firm hold on those around him while trapped in Poseidon Plaza. 

Happiness Headcanon

Silas has an enormous sweet tooth. There aren’t many desserts out there that he doesn’t like, though he has a particular fondness for lemon squares (and other lemon treats). At the end of a long, hard day, sweets have a certain way of soothing his nerves, or even bringing a small, appreciative smile to his face. It’s a simple joy, but a prominent one nonetheless. 

Happiness Headcanon

It’s no secret that Silas lives & breathes music. But, not a whole lot of people get to see him perform, as he’s mostly a behind-the-scenes guy in the industry. So, on the few occasions where Silas actually steps into the spotlight (say, at his lounge or through a Cohen production), he becomes a different person as soon as he puts his fingers to a set of guitar strings. He’s excited, maybe even giddy, as he wears an impossible smile. He oozes passion that’s typically kept quietly contained. He’s happy, and it certainly shows as he bares his soul for an adoring audience. 

Silas / HAVING ONE FUNCTIONING EAR
Anonymous
Who What do you ship my muse with?

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Sorry, what? You’re gonna have tuh’ speak up.

Silas & Sander
Anonymous
Who do you ship my muse with?

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Heavy breathing. 
My actual OTP. 
(Who I never want to be happy together ever.)

Silas+Unrequited love
Anonymous
Who What do you ship my muse with?

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I live for it.

Silas + Ronny
Who do you ship my muse with?

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Abso-freaking-lutely.

» Who do you ship my muse with?
Rubs face on Silas' chest. Pay attention to meee.

"When has whinin’ at me
       ever worked in your favor?”

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   ”Try sayin’ 'please’.”