#he's covering up for lynette

[harmonysanreads]

Reader : Is something burning?

Lyney : Just my burning love for you, darling~

Reader : Lyney, the toaster is on fire.

[icypenguin]

★~ Genshin fontaine men cuddle headcanons!

HELLOOO im so sorry i didn’t upload last week T-T i was packing for a trip, i just got back from the trip hehee.. anyway this will include all of the men fronm fontaine, so please enjoyyyy!

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★~Wriothesley: cuddling with wriothesley is like cuddling your personal teddy bear! he is too a body heater. you could say he likes being the big spoon more. but on a gloomy day for him, he prefers to be the small spoon. you both ALWAYS cuddle before sleep. even of you’re fast asleep first, he’ll cuddle you in your sleep. or when it’s a cold rainy day, you’ll cuddle on the couch with blanket cpvering the both of you and halfway finished hot cocoa on the table infront. you often put your head on his chest or shoulder when you’re cuddling and he loves it. he could be a go-to pillow actually. he always does this habit of inhaling your scent and caressing your hair while whispering sweet praises. hug him as much as you want, he pays no mind! he’s such a sweetheart honestly. he wants to keep you safe during the night.

★~Neuvillete: YOUR LOVELY OTTERRRR! he’ll caress your head and put his arms around your waist when you’re sleeping, just like a mother otter! he’s a protective one, you won’t be turning and tossing around in your sleep as he’s locked you in his arms. before sleep, he would cover your face in kisses while you giggle from its tickling sensation. he would tell you one of his story too so you’ll get bored a sleepy (he knows what he’s doing). if you wake up at night from a nightmare, he’ll be sure to make you safe. you’ll be tucked under the blanket, face burried in his chest and hand holding his. on a rare night, he would vent while you be the big spoon. you’ll try to calm his crying as it’s raining outside. he’ll curl while you caress his head, whispering comforting and reassuring words to him.

★~Lyney: WELL… i’d say he’s soft but maybe some other time he’s like… IT’S LIKE HE’S SQUISHING YOU. he’ll wrap his arm around you and squeeze you tight like you’re a baby kitten or something. he’ll pinch your cheek before kissing it then continue hugging you TIGHTLY. you did tell him ‘not too tight’ but well- i guess sometimes he forgot. you guys take turn to be the small and big spoon. if he’s the small spoon, he like to sleep on ur chest or tummy. he likes to move when he’s asleep. when you both wake up, you would find your legs tangled upon eachother and his or your arms on eachother face. if you’re sick, he would REALLYYY want to cuddle you, but lynette told him it’s best if not (booooo). even so, he read you a story so you’ll go to sleep while imagining the story and forgetting the sickness.

★~Freminet: HE LOVEEEES CUDDLES! he would be a bit shy to ask for cuddles but as time pass, he would warm up more and ask you for cuddle everynight and after you wake up. he’s such a sweetheart that he couldn’t pass the day without a cuddle from you! he loves being the small spoon. but you both often just cuddle like normal. he always put his arms around your waist and the other caressing your cheek. he’ll hum a lullaby for you and you’ll hum it together with him too. he loves it when you caress his head, it makes him feel sleepy. in the morning, after you both wake up and still feeling lazy, he would wrap his arms around your waist and kiss you a goodmorning while going back to cuddling you just like last night. he loves it when you caress his head. perhaps his penguin buddy could join in too!

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THANKYOUSOMUCH FOR READINGG! im sorry if this sucks, its my first time writing for neuvilette and freminet but i hope you liked it! should i make a part 2 of monstadt men btw? let me know if you’re up for it, AND ALSO PLS SEND ME REQUESTS I HAVE NO IDEA ON MY MINDDDD AAAAAA ANYWAY HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY! advices are accepted, thankyou!

[honeykaes]

masked fantasy

slasher!lyney x reader II 2.8k

warning: smut, 18+ content, minors do not interact, afab!reader with no set pronouns, modern au, implied!yandere, implied murder, fingering, cunnilingus, use of toys, creampie, overstimulation, dacryphilia, praise pussydrunk!lyney, established relationship, gaslighting/manipulation, mention of blood, unedited

synopsis: you've been on edge lately seeing news report after news report of people killed by a masked pierrot serial killer, targeting people you seemed to vaguely know. your boyfriend, lyney, insists you drop it and focus on him instead to try to get your mind off of things. you listen, but something in the pit of your stomach continues to nag at you.

Gloomy clouds above hid the stars and the moonlight above. Rain loudly padded against the windows, a small waterfall streaming down it. You snuggled into your blanket further on the couch in an attempt to knock the chill away from the living room. A sigh emitted from your lips watching the 6:00 p.m. news report of yet another murder in your town from a masked serial killer. This wouldn’t very unique to some; however, you began to notice a pattern 

The media and detectives have deemed him the Pierrot—a serial killer who dons a French Carnival-Style Jester mask. Reports from the police said he’s still at large and seemed to be killing indiscriminately, but you knew a little better. The photos of the victims all shared one thing in common with you, you had vaguely known them in the past. 

One was an old high school classmate, another was a teacher's assistant who once assisted your professors in college, another was a barista worker from a cafe you sometimes go to, even old childhood friends you haven’t spoken to for years. You wanted to chalk it up to a weird coincidence but the pit in your stomach churned, discouraging you to relax. 

You worry whoever this masked killer was, he was working his way to you.

Thunder suddenly boomed in the sky, causing your body to jolt from the noise. You let out a sigh; the stress seemed to finally be getting to you. 

Your boyfriend walked in, an amused but concerned smile on his face. You and Lyney had been dating for a while now, meeting in college when you decided to study abroad in France. Eventually, you moved into his place that he shared with his two siblings—his twin sister Lynette and his adoptive younger brother Freminet. 

Things were great with Lyney. He was doting, caring, and amusing as well. He made you happy; he felt real. He was someone you could imagine marrying maybe in a year or two.

“You alright? You seem a bit jumpy today,” he hummed, handing you a mug of hot chocolate. The aroma of the milk chocolate made your mouth water as marshmallows floated on top. You flash a small smile, taking the mug for him and taking a sip—hoping the warm liquid would coax your anxiety.

“Honestly, not really. The whole Pierrot serial killer thing has been really bothering me lately. I vaguely know the victims, albeit there aren’t people I know like that or associate myself with now. But, still! I recognize them,” you sighed, looking at the reflection of your mug. Lyney’s face slightly softened at your confession.

“...I’m scared that the killers are actually targeting me. Like this is some fucked up mind game or whatever. I’m scared it’ll also mean the people that I currently care about are in danger too. …like you,” you muttered. Lyney chuckled slightly before you looked up at him and narrowed your eyes. He covered his mouth, trying to stifle his laughter, murmuring apologies as he tried to calm down.

“Darling, I wouldn’t worry about it too much. Besides, you have your amazing, attentive, loveable, strong boyfriend here to help. I’m here to protect both you and my siblings,” he chimed, leaning in to peck your forehead. You side-eye the man as he plopped down next to you on the couch, placing his mug of hot chocolate on the coffee table. He grabbed some of the blankets covering your lower body, getting in close to cover his form as well. Your thighs and sides pressed together as he smiled.

“I don’t know if a shortie like you will be able to fight off a psychopath,” you chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. Slight annoyance flashed through Lyney’s amethyst eyes as he pouted.

“You’d be surprised…” he muttered. You chuckled once more before leaning in to kiss Lyney’s plush cheek as his eyes softened in affection. 

“Well, let’s just lighten the mood. We were going to watch Halloween special shows after all,” Lyney chimed, leaning over to grab the remote and change the television. That was right, today was supposed to be your date night. Freminet was having a sleepover with some of his friends and Lynette, begrudgingly, went out to give you two some space.

You felt Lyney’s hands underneath the blanket stroke against your thigh. At first, it was his thumb, before his whole hand slowly crept up and down. You gazed flickered to his that were glued to the television screen, albeit they were half-lidded and a smirk fell on his now rosy face.

“Well, aren’t you a bit touchy,”  you murmured.

“Oh, am I? I didn’t seem to notice,” he hummed back, turning his gaze towards you. As he leaned in close—lips hovering by your own—a cell phone rang loudly. Your body jolted up once more, not expecting the sudden noise as anxiety shot throughout your entire body. Lyney flashed a sympathetic smile as a soft chuckle echoed out. He padded your thigh to try to comfort you, reaching out to grab his phone that was ringing out.

“We got to get you to relax, mon amour,” he murmured. He got up from his seat, walking away from your form. 

Guilt gnawed on your body. You felt bad for being so anxious lately from this serial killer like your body is completely on edge as if you were a rabbit in the den of wolves, but you shouldn’t.

“I’m in my home. I am with my loving boyfriend. I am okay, I am safe,” you whispered out to yourself. Eventually, Lyney walked back in, and settled back to his spot on the couch.

“That was Lynette. She said that she would be coming home around midnight. It gives us plenty of time if you want this that is,” he stated, letting his hands trail across your thighs. You smiled, placing your hands on his cheeks. The corners of his lips curved up, leaning his head against your touch.

“I think a distraction would be good for me,” you whispered. His nose brushed against yours, lips hovering to where they once were before the interruption.

“Then forget all your troubles and leave everything to me…”

His lips finally found themselves to your own and you brought him closer to you. Your legs widened as his knees sank against the cushion of the couch to lean to you, deepening the kiss. Your hand reached over, softly grazing the crotch of his pants feeling his half-hardened cock pressing against his jeans. A soft moan escapes his lips, still connecting with yours before he parts away, and trails them along the nape of your neck.

“We…need to go to the bedroom,” Lyney groaned, continuing to kiss down your neck and nibble at the sensitive skin. Your body shivered, and you bit your lip to hide the smile creeping on your face.

“Oh, but you’re the one who has me pinned down here,” you reminded. With a grunt and pout, Lyney leaned back up, grabbed your hand, and found his way to your lips once more. The two of you bumped into walls—taking each other’s clothing off, leaving a trail to your shared bedroom. Lyney pushed you down on the bed as he slowly crawled on top of you with a mischievous smile.

“You seem so eager now. What’s the difference, chérie?” he hummed, dragging his lips across your thighs. His hands squeezed at your thighs as his lips finally trailed along the plush flesh. His hand reached to cup your cunt earning a soft moan from you as he nipped at your thighs. 

“You seemed to be a great distraction, I guess,” you whined, grinding your core into his hand to encourage him to stop teasing you. Lyney playfully rolled his eyes, letting his two longest fingers sink inside your cunt, drilling them to precision and skill.

“‘I guess’” he mocked. “You, out of anyone, should know I’m more than just a ‘guess’. You know how well you enjoy passing the time with my fingers deep inside of you like this…or my mouth…or my cock. As he continued to plunge his fingers deeper inside of you, feeling your walls flutter, he couldn’t stop himself from grinding against the bed to try to get some friction on his throbbing clothed cock.

He soon learned near your drooling core, globs of your slick clinging against the fingers plunging inside of you.

“But, it’s fine. I’ll ensure you’ll think of me and nothing else. Just me and only me,” he stated. He finally pressed his lips against your clit as your body jolted in delight. Your hands dug into his soft ash-blond hair, pulling him in even deeper as his chuckles reverberated against the nub. He darted his tongue out, beginning to slowly swirl circles along the perimeter of it before letting his tongue flick rapidly on the bundle of nerves.

Your body shivered in pleasure, back arched, as Lyney tried to contain his smile, feeling your thighs beginning to press against the cheek of his face. He continued to flick his tongue against your clit before encompassing his lips around it and sucking on it—fingers not wavering and continuing to thrust inside of you.

Lyney lifted your leg against one of his shoulders and he pressed the flat of his tongue against the nub, offering a few gentle licks on it before he shifted back to suck on it. You writhed underneath him, as his blunt nails dug into your hips to try to prevent you from moving too much. The sinful sounds of slouching echoed out in the bedroom, your cheeks hot feeling overwhelmed by the attention and meticulous touch of both his mouth and fingers.

“Lyney, oh fuck. Please, please…!” you begged out. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, back arched once more—quivering—as you finally reached your high. His breath is heavy, letting your leg fall back down on the bed, leaning up to watch your pussy convulsed against nothing. His lower mouth glistened in your arousal as he licked his lips to clean up what slick clung onto there. The sweet taste of it was enough to make Lyney grin, watching your tired form trying to recover from your climax. 

He leaned down against your side, feeling his hard and pulsating cock against the soft globes of your ass. He grabbed a handful of the globe, letting his cock slide between your thighs and slit a few times. As he made contact with your overstimulated clit you jolted and a soft whine emitted from you. Lyney laughed, tapping his tip against it a few times before he finally let himself slowly plunge inside of you. 

As Lyney slowly sank deeper, He moved his mouth to your neck, groaning loudly, feeling your walls pulsating. When he finally bottomed out, his lips softly kissed your neck before rutting into you. The sound of slapping skin was loud inside the room and the smell of sweat wafted throughout it too. Lyney continued to nibble at your neck, admiring the bruises and hickies he decorated on the skin. His groaning got louder as he sucked a breath in, feeling your walls beginning to cave and tighten. 

“Fuck,” Lyney moaned out loudly. You gasped as you felt him move and shift your body. Your ass hung in the air, as your head said laying on the pillows. His nails harpoon against your ass, drilling himself even deeper inside of you. As he continued to rut inside of you, he leaned down and kissed your back, groaning once more. He could feel your walls continuing to cave in, making it harder for him to control his thrusts and not lose himself too much in the pleasure.

He suddenly slipped out, cock quivering as he took a few breaths to try to control himself from climaxing. As he softly sighed, moving past it, he opened his eyes and admired your widening hole drooling out. 

“W-What are you…” you asked, softly before Lyney pressed a finger to his lips. He reached over to the nightstand, rummaging through it. You thought he was looking for a condom, but your eyes widened seeing him pull out a small bullet vibrator instead. He held down the button on the side as the contraption began to vibrate erratically in the palm of his hands.

“I think keeping you on your toes would be best for tonight. Besides, I haven’t heard you use this before when I’m in the shower,” he chuckled as you bit your lip in embarrassment. He slid his cock back inside of you, before snaking his hand around and pressing the erratically moving vibrator against your overstimulated clit. You cried out his name, his thrusts deep and rapid. The whole bed creaked to his fast strokes, Lyney’s breaths getting heavier as he repeated your name in a slurred way as if your cunt had made him drunk.

“There…there…there…that’s right,” Lyney moaned out. You covered your face feeling tears begin to prick out as the pleasure and burn of overstimulation settled in. You shout his name, body convulsing as you reach your high for the second time tonight, writhing for what it seemed like hours beneath him. 

In a dazed form, you felt Lyney flip you over admiring your absolute fucked-out form, quickly turning the vibrator off and throwing it across the bed. He continued to plunge himself inside of you. His eyes admire your chest bouncing to the fast pace of his thrusts. His cheeks were flushed and his voice whining, grunting, and groaning your name. You could barely focus on anything, your legs instinctively moved and wrapped against his small waist.

“I love you. I love you. Je t’aimerai toujours. Je n’aime que toi!” Lyney moaned out. He leaned his head back, snapping his eyes shut as he finally reached his high. His hips continued to bug, thrusting the ropes of cums deeper inside of you. He bit his lip as another soft moan emitted from him, taking heavy breaths before looking down at you. 

He smiled, wiping away the tears pricking your eyes, speaking softly, and whispered in his mother tongue affection gestures to make sure you were alright. He placed his forehead against your own seeing you slowly come back from your senses, eyes completely tired but your form relaxed. There wasn’t an inch of tension he could see that you had before.

Lyney brought his lips down against your own, offering a slower and more sensual kiss.

“You know I’d do anything, absolutely anything for you. I love you so much it hurts,” he whispered. You smiled, pecking his forehead as he slowly pulled himself out of you. Soon globs of his cum began dribbling from your cunt and he couldn’t help but smile at the sight. Your eyes drift to the clock; Lynette will be coming home soon. You two needed to clean up and shower to avoid any unnecessary awkward conversations.

You finally closed your legs, moving to get up from the bed you accidentally hit the vibrator down as it fell to the floor. You sighed as you got up, your legs wobbly as you tried to readjust yourself.

“W-Wait! Don’t worry about it. I’ll get it and change the sheets. You just go clean up in the bathroom. If you need help just tell me, but I don’t want you to fall!” Lyney suddenly murmured. He seemed oddly on edge suddenly. You shrugged, leaning down to pick the toy up.

“It’s fine, it’s just right here. I can take…care of it….” your voice trailed off. Your eyes catch something odd under the bed. You reached to grab it, revealing that same Jester mask you saw on the news report from earlier. Parts of it seemed more damaged and cracked than the rendering the broadcast had, with a particular smudge with a dark red substance splattered on it.

Dried blood. 

You look up in horror to gaze back at Lyney. His eyes, which you always knew were sweet and kind, looked back to you with more of a darker twist—his lips cemented in a frown. 

“I told you to drop it, didn’t I…?” he sighed. You felt frozen in shock and fear as Lyney moved from the top of the bed to join you on the floor. His eyes, still twirled with that dark emotion you couldn’t read well, but his gaze softened. His lips curled up in a smile, you couldn’t tell if it was genuine or if he was just trying to comfort you from the revelation.

He dragged his thumb against your cheek, wiping away the tears that cascaded down. You didn’t notice you were crying.

“....Because sometimes we prefer the fantasy than the truth darling.”

[despairots]

━━ [ LYNEY! ] OBSESSED & FIXATED.

[ gender neutral! reader / they them pronouns used! for everybody! ] ━━ genre: fluff & small suggestive themes.

content warning ━━ light suggestive themes, swearing, lyney having cringy pick up lines but it’s okay because it’s lyney. shit writing since i haven’t written in a long time :( [ authors note: i love lyney so much, him and nikolai made me realize i love magicians & i might make a bsd masterlist soon cuz i also fixated on that. i remember watching season 1 of bsd in 2020 but got bored so i stopped but i started watching a month ago so. ]

lyney and lynette’s magic show always makes your day, it was one of your favourite parts of your day. watching them pull magic tricks on the audience and you, despite you knowing how they work were still entertaining.

what made your heart accelerate was when lyney’s eyes would laid on you, with that flamboyant smirk and tipping his hat towards you could make anyone swoon, and it wasn’t a coincidence that you’ve fallen in love with him.

it was coincidence that you had bumped into him despite you trying to avoid him, it was like something drawn you in to have met him in person, and embarrassing enough, he had caught you by the waist even though you weren’t going to fall on the ground.

“hello there, my dearest lotus bloom.” he teased, pulling you up and planting a kiss on your gloved hands, flustering you. “lyney! i— um.. sorry for bumping into you.” you apologized, covering half of your flustered face with the back of your other hand.

he chuckled with closed eyes, his hand still holding onto yours, “don’t worry, my lotus bloom. i wanted you to bump into me.” his words confused you but it wasn’t as if he didn’t spoke in riddles or won’t elaborate why.

bump into you? he noticed your confusion as he chuckled again, pulling a rose behind your ear and handing it to you, flustering you even more. he was such a cliché it was adorable, and watching you get flustered just because of being around him made him feel pride swell deep inside him

he knew your flustered looks when his eyes landed on you and he knew his effects on you as well, it was quite obvious as lynette picked up on her twin brother being more extra then usual.

“are you trying to impress them?” lynette sighed into her tea cup, blowing some steam away as freminet had question on who she was talking about, “hmph! they just caught my eye, dear sister!” lyney huffed and crossed his arms, freminet and lynette looking at eachother, not believing his words.

“is it [name] you’re talking about it?” lyney instantly snapped his head towards his little brother, “[name], you say?” freminet nodded at lyney as he questioned on who freminet knows them, “[name]’s a painter, younger kids ask them if they could make a certain piece of art and they finish it within seconds.” freminet explained, and that was lyney’s final straw to make you his.

“i must say, my dear lotus bloom, you sure have caught my eye.” he smiled at you, the same smile that would swipe people of their feet as he flashed it at you, “caught your eye? but lyney, i’m just a regular guest in your audience.”

you raised an eyebrow, twirling the rose in your hand, looking down at it. lyney placed a finger under your chin and made you look at him, “you, [name], are a special guest in my audience.” he whispered, eyes flickering to your eyes and your lips.

you blinked at his words before red reached your cheeks quickly when your brain had process his words and his actions, his gloved thumb glided against your shaky bottom lip, “a very special one..” his voice went down a nouch, getting closer to your lips.

“lyney..” you whispered, placing a hand on his shoulder as he placed a hand on your waist to pull you closer.

you must be dreaming, right? wrong. everything you’re experiencing is real, every shape he traced into your skin was real and his lips on yours was real as well. nothing you are experiencing is fake.

you threw your arms around his neck to draw him closer, never wanting to be separated from him again since you two felt like puzzles pieces that fit with eachother.

who knew being obsessed and fixated would’ve helped you to get that boy.

[bedoballoons]

BUT I LOVE THEM SHORT! 😭 Ngl, I struggled with this one a little so I apologize if it's not the best!! Thank your for your request and I hope you enjoy!

I'm doing well thank you and I hope you are too!!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ❄️𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ❄️

{༻~Growth spurt??~༺}

CW: Pretty much crack headcanons, GN! Reader!! Mentions of the character now being taller than the reader! Slight brat vibes for the reader in Wanderers!

(Includes: Lyney, Albedo, Xiao, Wanderer, and Aether!)

𑁍༄Lyney:

Lyney sat up in his bed, stretching his arms out and yawning sleepily. It took him a minute to fully wake up and even then he still felt a little off, but he decided to ignore it. Moving the covers aside and walking slowly into the kitchen to greet you. "Mmm mon amour, good morning~"

You spun around with a smile, "Morning Lyney- LYNEY?!" You dropped your plate of toast, having to tilt you head up just to make eye contact with the magician, it was like he'd become a giant in his sleep! "What in tevyat happened to you?!?! You're so tall!" He stared at you questionably, like he didn't really understand what you were saying, "What do you mean I'm so tall, I'm many things but tall was never one of them."

You hopped over the shards of glass, disregarding it as you stood next to him, raising your hand above your head to measure the new difference in height, "Lyney, you literally have to look down to see me now. You had like, some sort of crazy growth spurt!"

Lyney thought about it for a moment, leaning down so he could kiss your cheek, "Well well well, I'm not complaining then. Though I'm slightly worried about some of the tricks Lynette and I would normally do...CAN I EVEN FIT IN THE MAGIC BOX NOW?? Oh no...oh no!!"

𑁍༄Albedo:

Albedo had been staring at himself in the mirror for almost ten minutes at this point, wondering why the angle was different, why his body didn't seem right...he was a scientist, one who delighted in waking up to the usual because his work was always so unusual...but this was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. Perhaps he was just...crazy? "Love, could you come here for a moment?"

You set down the book you'd been reading and followed after him, stopping dead in your tracks once you saw his figure looming over the bathroom sink..."A-albedo?!" You covered you mouth in shock, your eyes starting at his feet and trailing, up up all way to his hair. "You're so tall...was this one of your experiments??"

"I almost wish it was, but no...I've just had some sort of insane growth spurt apparently. I wonder if anything else has changed besides my height. I'll have to test it.."

"...what else do you think changed Albedo..."

𑁍༄Xiao:

"You're staring again..is it really such a big difference?" Your cheeks blushed as Xiao crossed his arms, clearly unimpressed with your sudden interest in his height, but in your defense...it actually was a big difference. He went from being a short Yaksha to suddenly taller than all the adepti...and it hadn't just affected his height, it was like he felt even more confident in himself as well.

Everyone who walked by averted their gaze as if him being taller meant he was stronger than he had been before...and he seemed to be indulging in it alittle. Glaring at other men who even dared look at you...and intentionally kissing you in front of everyone whenever there was a opportunity... maybe it was just in your head, but it left you finding it hard to look away from him. "Sorry, I don't mean to stare Xiao, you're just-"

"Different...in a good way?" His yellow eyes met yours and for a second you could have sworn he had a small smirk play on his lips..

"Yes...in a good way, in a very good way"

𑁍༄Wanderer:

"Wanderer, shut up!" You stomped your foot down, clearly annoyed with him, though he didn't really seem to care. Ever since he woke up with this whole foot of height over you he hadn't stopped teasing you about it, just leaning over you and watching as your cheeks blushed or grabbing things you couldn't reach and intentionally moving in closer then needed.

"Say that again and I'll make you shut up instead." He shot you a glare under the brim of his hat, his mouth turned up in a thin smirk as he yet again made your heart race. You crossed your arms and turned away from him, why did his height make him even more of a confident ass? "Yeah right."

"Idiot. I'll show you what this new height can do then~"

𑁍༄Aether:

Aether tilted his head to the side like a dumbfounded puppy, listening to you and Paimon as the two of you panicked about his new height, every possible answer only leaving you both more confused. He on the other hand, wasn't really that interested in a why or how, he just wanted to take advantage of his new found height, something he'd wished he'd had not long ago.

"I don't know, but growing that tall over night can't be good right?"

"I don't know Paimon, but it's definitely worrisome-"

"I think it's a good thing..." His voice was quiet, barely above a whisper as the two of you turned to face him, "I've always wanted to try something at this height actually..." You raised a eyebrow at him as he stepped closer to you, holding out his hand like he wanted you to take it. He smiled at you softly as you placed your hand in his and then in what seemed like slow motion, he pulled you close to him,his face moving in close to yours as he kissed your lips. Your heart skipped a beat, electricity shooting through your body..."A-aether!"

ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚~Have a nice day!~*⁠.⁠✧

[bayambii]

fontaine hands . . .

warnings: swearing, 4.2 archon quest spoilers, hands, a little steamy in clorinde if you squint

characters: wriothesley, neuvelitte, lyney, lynette, navia, clorinde, furina and freminet

bambis comments: hai cuties!! i have an obsession with hands so i thought it would be a perfect first post LOL

WRIOTHESLEY

◦ jesus fucking CHRIST, this man has large hands. i mean like second to none in teyvat i would say

◦ his hands are bruised and often dirty. when they’re not inside of his gauntlets, his right is covered with dark bandages. he goes really soft when you take the time to clean his hands or even like his nails

◦just like massaging his hands while he tells you about his day, rubbing his temple with his freehand while he goes on and on about one inmate who always tries to pick a fight

◦speaking of his nails! they’re stubby and not painted. he doesn’t bite them they just like break off naturally due to the nature of his job and his gauntlets

◦he has silver rings for every finger it looks like, and he fidgets with them when he’s talking to anyone, rolling it around his fingers and back again

◦HIS HANDS SMELL LIKE TEA RAAAH

NEUVILLETTE

◦ skinny ass hands, but they’re long.

◦ he almost always wears his gloves, because underneath he has scales on his hands. his hands aren’t fully dragon like, still keeping a human like color, but many teal scales decorate his hands.

◦his fingernails are naturally tinted a little blue, and they’re on the longer side. he keeps them clean and pushes his cuticles back often

◦he’s often writing with his hands, rolling his quill/pen around his fingers when he thinks. his hands are skilled at writing, and can write rather fast.

◦a wrist roller. his wrists get tight from writing for hours on end and always makes sure to roll them out.

LYNEY

◦OH MY GOD. don’t even get me started…

◦another fontainian who’s hands are often concealed in his gloves. a magician never reveals his secrets, does he?

◦he has regular length hands, but they’re on the skinny side.

◦his hands are almost always clean, and have a very soft texture.

◦imagine lyney late at night practicing new card tricks without his gloves, using you as his test audience (he shows you all his tricks first anyway)

◦he has trimmed nails, that he paints black and red, to match his whole theme. they tend to be chipped however, and he needs lynette or you to keep repainting them.

◦his hands are obviously very practiced, and he takes great care of them

LYNETTE

◦she has smaller and skinny hands, very petite and cute

◦ due to her cat-like nature, her hands are very sensitive, and she prefers to keep her gloves on

◦ when she holds your hand she likes to keep her gloves on, just so she doesn’t get overwhelmed

◦ however, she likes taking her gloves off to hold your face, and memorize each and every crevice and dimple with her hands

◦ when she feels comfortable, she’ll let you see her hands, and trusts you to know her comfort level with her sensitivity

◦she keeps her nails long, and painted a teal. she often keeps up with her nail care, and looks after your nails as well

◦her hands smell like tea, like wrio, due to her often drinking and brewing the beverage.

NAVIA

◦ADORABLE HANDS, and very well kept!

◦ skinny and longer, and a little freckled near her wrist.

◦she only keeps a glove on one hand, and she prefers to hold your hand with that one!

◦very well kept nails, with sapphire colored nail polish adorning them. she seems like the type to get like gems and stuff put on her nails.

◦she knows you like her hands, so she always makes sure to put extra time into caring for them

◦her hands are incredibly soft, and don’t really get that clammy

◦navia would only get clammy if you were flustering her, which is not an easy feat

CLORINDE

◦beautiful lady, long skinny hands again however she doesn’t know how to look after her hands

◦ ITS NOT HER FAULT NO ONE TAUGHT HER OKAY!! before starting a relationship with you, she never put much thought into her hands!!

◦she often keeps her gloves on, and like washes her hands when needed but she doesn’t take care of her nails or put lotion on or NOTHING

◦her nails are stubby, and might have leftover polish from the last time you attempted to paint her nails

◦with handling her weapons, she has very tactful hands and is not very clumsy

◦where she puts her hands is very, how do i say, purposeful

◦she might feign oblivion, but she knows exactly what she’s doing with her hands

FURINA DE FONTAINE

◦oh ho ho? you want to see the dear lady furinas hands?

◦only furina would take this much care into something she’s going to just put a glove over but WHATEVER

◦she’s got small hands, with many jewels and rings adorning her fingers

◦she looks after her nails with the upmost pride, and keeps them constantly painted and pristine

◦like clorinde, she is very purposeful where she puts her hands. your dear lady knows you, and knows exactly what makes you flustered (and oh does she love that)

◦she would love to help you look after your hands, and even help you paint a most magnificent nail art on your nails oh ho ho!

FREMINET

◦smaller hands, with larger palms, with FRECKLES!! and i mean freckles .

◦freminet doesn’t necessarily have clumsy hands, due to his work on per and other mechs, but his hands aren’t as practiced as other fontainians

◦his hands can also get clammy due to his shyness, and doesn’t want to bother you with that

◦HOWEVER, you can hold his hand all you want underwater. there’s no risk there, and he’s fully confident. maybe he’ll work up to holding your hand above the sea

◦he is very shy, and earlier on in your relationship, and is careful if he puts his hands on you if he does AT ALL…

◦ often under the water, his nails are always clean but still stubby, and never painted (but he wouldn’t be apposed to you painting them) ((just be prepared for a flustered frem))

[lyneylover]

Yandere! Lyney royalty Au♡

Synopsis: lyney is a street magician that you seen 3 weeks before your birthday. After your dad sees you mesmerized by his magic show he decides to buy lyney and his siblings to be your personal magicians. Little did your dad know that this would be the biggest mistake he ever made.

Word count: 569

So picture this!

Originally lyney was just a street performer with his twin sister and sometimes his little brother as well.

But that all changed as soon as you came to one of his magic shows.

You were amazed by his tricks and enjoyed watching them. Genuinely having a good time watching his show.

It wasn't everyday that the princess of the l/n family actually seemed extremely impressed by magicians. Many have tried but failed since you were always able to tell what illusion they used.

But there was something about lyney and his sister lynette's magic that made you hypnotized.

By the time the show was officially over you seemed disappointed.

Noticing your disappointment your dad has the brilliant idea to buy the 3 magicians for your upcoming birthday as a surprise.

After that magic show everything seemed so boring but 3 weeks later you got the biggest surprise of your life.

The day of your 18th birthday arrived.

Like any other birthday you had there were lots of gifts.

But something was different this time. This time your dad presented you with something you'd never expect.

There stood the three magicians.

Standing right in front of you was lyney, lynette, and freminet.

In that moment you were frozen and bubbling with excitement. You quickly ran over to your dad hugging him and thanking.

But little did you know that lyney was smitten by you.

The second he saw you at his magic show he felt you stole his heart away. The twinkle in your eyes when he made something disappear and reappear or how he drew the exact same card that a person showed the crowd.

Usually lyney wouldn't let anyone buy him and his siblings so when your dad asked him he was going to say no but then realized that the same man he was going to decline was your father.

Lyney uses this as a way to get closer to you knowing that he's only a mere magician and you're a princess. So he automatically yes not wanting to leave his siblings he told the king that he would only go if he bought all three of them for $100 a piece.

When lyney saw you he felt giddy inside. He was mesmerized by your beautiful features your pretty eyes, your soft looking hair, your plump lips everything about you made him blush.

This didn't go unnoticed by Lynette and freminet though.

After a month of being your personal magician he finally tells his siblings about his feelings for you hoping that they would help him with the master plan he thought up.

When Lynette and freminet finally agree lyney is ecstatic.

A week later they put Lyney's plan in motion.

At dinner lynette slips something in everyone's drink that'll make them tired.

When everyone is finally asleep lyney sneaks into your room covering your mouth before waiting for freminet to appear.

When freminet gets there they all quietly bring you to the escape carriage they had prepared earlier.

They all quickly run back inside to trash your room and their rooms to make it look like a kidnapping. With the money they had gotten from the king they took you far across fontaine where he would never find you.

The next day the king was furious. He thought someone kidnapped his magicians and his precious only daughter.

The king looked for them for months but not a trace of them was ever found.

Lyney could finally be with the love of his life.

I hope you guys enjoyed this! Sorry I haven't been posting I've had writers block but I'm finally back on track! And I'm currently completing my first hotaru haganezuka request but I thought I would post my little brainrot for you guys<3 Also should i post a part two with yan! personal detective Heizou looking for reader?

[yvnaology]

𐑺 ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ UNDENIABLY GUILEFUL.

꒰ jealous! lyney x reader ꒱ ⋮ 1.2k wc, friends to lovers trope, confession scene, romantic hurt/comfort (barely) to fluff, no pronouns specified for reader, lynette & freminet cameo, merged request, dialogues chosen by both requesters will be in bold. requested by @fairykazu & @ceneid [ thank you for requesting !! ]

[ ✐ᝰ REQ. 02 + 06 ] FONTINALIA FILM FESTIVAL !

He kept his gaze settled onto his custom-made cards, he skillfully shuffled the deck - all while trying to ignore the person eliciting playful giggles and light slaps against his arm from you. The gentleman was quite the charmer, earning your undivided attention. Earning, more like stealing.

“Are you sulking?” Lynette asked, noticing the slump of his shoulders and the slight twitch of his fingers, usually so adept and versatile, halted at the sight of the man’s lovestruck stare that was painfully apparent to be directed at you.

“No, i’m not.”

He felt one of his cards slip out of his hands and onto the grime.

“It looks like you are.”

He sighed before leaning down to pick up the card, the faint stain of dirt on the edge causing him to groan. “I just..”

The half-feline only crossed her arms at his hesitance, a trait he didn’t commonly have. “You just what?” she pressed, urging him to spill whatever was holding him back.

“I shouldn’t be sulking over it.” he finished with a weakened smile, before Lynette uncrossed her arms and put a hand on his shoulder - gently turning him to face her.

“You’re right, you shouldn’t be - but you are.. and that’s okay.” she replied as she took the card out of his hand, pulling out a handkerchief from her hat as she prepared to wipe off the smear of filth.

“Is it?”

“Mhm, but you like them, don’t you?”

He felt the tips of his ears burning, but once reminded of the sight of you teasingly poking your smitten friend’s arm - they immediately cooled. “I do, but..”

(Why would you ever bat an eye at him?)

His sister was as perceptive as he was, he didn’t dare hold any doubts about that. She placed the card into his palm before nudging his shoulder. “But nothing, you need to believe in yourself more.”

“But what if they already—“

“Go.”

“What?” he inquired, as she pointed her finger right at the table you and your friend were sitting at. “Give them a show they won’t forget, that’s apart of our job - isn’t it?”

Genuine confusion spread throughout every square inch of his face as he listened to her suggestion. “What does that have to do with anything?”

“Figure it out.”

He contemplated her recommended choice of action before lifting his gaze from the ground, noticing Freminet approaching your table with slow, steady steps. What was he doing?

His lips were moving, blonde bangs covering his eyes - clearly communicating with you until your eyes darted towards Lyney’s slumped over figure. His amethyst colored irises immediately averted to the ground once more, before he hears footsteps. He looks dejected, like a cat unable to find its owner - like a magician without an audience to perform for.

“Did you want to sit with us?” were the first words that came out of your mouth, finding himself with bated breath as he shook his head. “I was originally planning to show you my latest tricks over tea, but it seems as like you have... company.” his voice gradually deceased decreased in volume, only confirming your suspicions that he felt a certain way about your companion.

“You can come perform them at our table, i’m sure he won’t mind.”

“He’ll go, he’s just feeling the pre-show jitters.”

“Lynette!”

The sudden interference from his dear sister made you chuckle, a reminder that their relationship would forever remain just like this - close, full of trust and playful affection. It was the kind of relationship most would feel envious of, but it only warmed your heart a little more when Lyney’s hand tapped his leg, it appeared almost instinctive. Was he nervous?

You led him over to the table you and your friend were sitting at, taking your seat and watching him pinch the edge of the flat brim before removing the hat from his head - flipping it over and noticing your friend’s uninterested expression. “Not to worry, I promise this’ll be worth it.” he affirmed.

“Just remember to keep your eyes on me.”

(And to not let your gaze wander to someone else.)

His sentence felt targeted, and the skip of your heart beat led you to believe his words were meant for your ears only. For a second, you forgot there was a third party sitting near you. Hypnotic, utterly alluring his every movement was - trained to capture your attention, and to never let it go.

His finger tips grazed the brim, a key motion you were almost certain had something to do with the oncoming trick. He presented the inside of it to the two of you, empty, as expected. He twirled the band with his digits, before turning the hat over once again and aiming the bottom of it upwards - watching as an ethereal dove emerged, carrying a rainbow rose in its beak. Its winged flight only lasted for a few short seconds, before landing onto the table and dropping the stem beside your plate of macarons. You eyed your comrade’s annoyed expression, furrowed eyebrows and a frown etched on his face as he suddenly stood up.

“Oh? Weren’t the biggest fan of this one?” Lyney innocently inquired, after all - he didn’t find anything wrong with it. The male only muttered a few impolite phrases before pushing his chair in and leaving the scene. “Hm, I presume he must’ve gotten the hint?”

“Or you scared him off.”

“Or the dove scared him off.”

“Lyney.”

“Yes?”

“You’re not as subtle as you think you are.”

He hummed, strutting forward until taking the seat next to you. “I wasn’t trying to be, at least.. not this time.”

“What are we?”

“Friends.”

You grumbled in annoyance at his snarky answer, leaning in until your faces were centimeters away from each other. “Friends don’t do the things we do and this just proves my point.”

“This?” he questions, though you knew that he was aware of what you were referring to.

“You were jealous, weren’t you?” whether he wanted to get his hidden point across or scare away the other spectator was something you weren’t sure of just yet. The grin plastered on your face was always a welcoming sight, if only it weren’t used to poke fun at him.

“Don’t tease me.” he grumbled, before pulling your hand into his own and twiddling your fingers idly. “At least admit you like me to soothe my poor, utterly broken heart.”

“I like you too.”

“Do you?”

“More than you’ll ever know.”

From three tables away, Freminet watched as Lynette washed down her Madeleine with a cup of green tea. The air surrounding them filled with a warm familiarity that only occurred when you two were in the center of it all. Though, Freminet could feel his sister’s ease by the lack of rapid movement in her ears and tail. A leisurely pace that enveloped the atmosphere, causing it feel as if time itself had come to a stop.

“Do you think they’ll be okay?” Freminet worriedly asked, noticing Lyney’s pouty expression from a distance.

“Don’t worry, they’re fine.” Lynette reassured before turning her head over to you two - encouraging Freminet to do the same. His worry vanished in an instant the second he noticed your arms wrapped around each other, staring into each other’s eyes before your finger poked his nose - causing the magician to let out a sweetened giggle.

“They look happy.”

(And would continue to be so.)

[alittlelela-blog]

The Magic in Romance (Lyney x gn!reader)

This is only the beginning part of what I have written so far, I plan for this to be nsfw later on in the story but this part is SFW. Enjoy!!

The show soon ended and the crowd erupted with cheers and applause. Lyney stood at the center of the stage with Lynette by his side, smiling widely. They held hands with their arms out and Lyney's hat in hand as they were preparing to bow. He caught sight if you in the crowd and flashed a wink at you. A blush made its way onto your cheeks as you noticed the small gesture he made towards you and only you. He then bowed along with Lynette. The crowd continued to go wild as they applauded the talented twins. They soon raised their heads up and faced the crowd. The curtains slowly closed as the twins waved good bye to everyone. Your eyes met with Lyney's once more and he blew a kiss at you before the curtains closed completely. You felt a warm feeling run through your body knowing that he directed it towards you. It was his way of portraying his love for you in public, even while he was working.

You then hurriedly ran over behind the venue to wait for the twins to come out along with other fans behind the red colored stanchions. Paparazzi were already there with their cameras in hand. You were mildly squished between people in the crowd but managed to make your way to the front. It took a few minutes before the twins finally came out from backstage. Cheers erupted as soon as they came out from behind the curtains. They politely waved at everyone as they walked through to their ride. Lyney saw you in the crowd and walked over to you. A smile appeared on your face as he walked over. He gently reached forward to grab your hand and pull you towards him. In one quick motion, he took his hat of and kissed you while covering your faces with his hat from the paparazzi. You blushed lightly at this gesture, knowing that he did it not only for respect for you but for romance purposes.As he pulled away he gave you a warm smile.

"I'll pick you up at 5." He whispered to you before placing his hat back on top of his head. You nodded vigorously in excitement knowing that you would see your beloved boyfriend later. He winked at you once more before walking away to catch up with Lynette.

[rukkiya]

promise me

(wriostesley x reader)

୨⎯ his worst fear becomes a reality, but you promised him you’d be safe ⎯୧

“Wriothesley listen, Lyney wouldn't let that happen. Not again, I trust him.” You turn to the tall man behind you, seeing the uncertainty in his eyes making you feel bad for stressing him out so much.

“That's the thing, I don't. You trust people too easily, you have to be– I just don't know what I'd do if….” Wriothesley exhales, dropping his gaze from yours when he so much as thinks about the worst. He can't stand it, since the primordial sea water incident, the latest trial put him on edge.

“Hey Wrio-” you feel your heart tug, you know he's worried. Your legs move closer to the tall man, your hands reach up to his face, gently laying upon his cheeks. “It won't happen, whatever you’re thinking about, erase it from your mind.” you move your hands from his face and reach for his hands, grabbing them and placing them both over your heart.

“I’m here, ok? I won't leave you, no one can take me from you.” you squeeze his hand in yours when he drops his head.

“You have to promise me if someone, anyone tries to take you from me, you’ll put on one hell of a fight for me.” He pulls you close by your waist, resting his head on your shoulder. “Please say it for me darling.”

“You know I won't let someone try and separate me from you that easily right? I'll stay safe, you have my word.” you promise him, feeling his arms wrap around your torso pulling you up to him.

He has every right to be this wary, the cases of missing people have tripled since the trial and the whereabouts of who is involved is still very much a mystery.

“I promise.” you repeat, the feeling of unease rising in your chest. The thought of having Wriothesley taken from you that way makes you sick.

I promise

Your own voice rings in your head as you stir, hissing when you move your head to the side in the slightest.

Promise me

You hear Wriothesley's voice, close yet far. Something feels off.

You open your eyes only to close them immediately, the surrounding light too bright for your eyes making you groan.

‘-/n….” you hear someone whisper next to you.

“Y/n, wake up!” the voice is louder, making you turn and open your eyes again.

You blink a few times at the figure laying next to you, then your eyes widen.

“L-Lyney?” you ask, brows drawing together seeing his hands tied together. You feel him bring up his hands to cover your mouth to stop you from speaking anymore.

“Shhh.” He brings one of his hands to his mouth and looks to the side, making you look down the same direction.

You couldn’t see much but you were in the building where Lyney and Lynette usually practice for their shows.

They had asked you to be a part of their upcoming performance soon so you had accepted the offer to get out of your comfort zone.

“They’re here.” Lyney whispers from beside you making you look back at him.

“Who is? Where’s Lynette? Is she ok?” You ask, more and more confused as you try and think back to what exactly happened.

You recall this morning, Wriothesley being worried and telling you to stay safe. Warning you about the primordial sea water and the uprise in missing people cases.

“Stay calm.” Lyney whispers, catching your attention. “I won’t let them do anything to you ok? Lynette left before they broke in. I’m sure she knows better if she feels something off when coming back, she won’t get caught, she’ll get us help.” He assures you and you feel your heart drop, it can’t be.

“Is it them?” You ask barely above whisper, Lyney looks away from you for a second, the look of dread when you come to realize who was here was making him feel horrible.

“They won’t do anything, I won’t-“

“Well well Mr. Lyney, I'm a big fan of your work!” A man's voice makes you freeze as he appears in your peripherals.

“A big fan huh? Then why would a person who admires my work treat me in such a way, it really pains me you know?” Lyney fake pouts, keeping his usual facade up though you know he was just as panicked as you.

“Why? Well you see, you’d never let me perform such a trick, even if I had approached you and asked you’d deny me on the spot. I had to take matters into my own hands.” The man hums, kneeling down in front of you two.

“What trick were you thinking of? I’m sure I would’ve been inclined to hear, having people being part of the show is what makes it better after all!” Lyney smiles, his eyes closing as he does so.

“It’s similar to the one you had performed in the court house you see, except. It involves a certain substance that can truly make one disappear!” The man smiles wide, hands clasping together.

Lyney goes quiet, you look back at him and see no smile left on his face.

“Surely you're not indicating that primordial water, us magicians have other means as to where the people we make disappear are still here afterwards, it’s all part of the act!” Lyney lets out a laugh.

“Ours is more of an experiment you see, just testing something. We’ve made some modifications to the primordial water so it can be part of the act, we won’t know if the person will come back or not but we need someone to test it on.” The guy looks between you and Lyney and smiles again.

Wriothesley stares at the file of missing people reports on his desk while Sigewinne was busy decorating his iron fist in stickers.

Five people have gone missing in the past week. Ever since the trial of the primordial sea water the cases have gone up and finding the culprit has been harder than ever.

It’s an organization in the works. Who is involved remains a mystery to many. Wriothesly and his officers have been working non stop only to be back to square one.

He needs to put an end to this madness, he hasn’t been able to rest properly every time he leaves you he thinks the worst.

The sound of running down the hall makes Wriothesley tear his eyes from the file to glance up.

An officer and a familiar looking young girl run in the office breathless.

“Lynett? What’s wrong?” Wriothesly sits up straighter, looking at the young girl whose face looks paler than he’s ever seen, she looks scared.

“Sir Wriothesley we have a problem.” His subordinate speaks up and Wriothesley holds his breath.

Another missing person? Did they find the culprit? He thinks a thousand thoughts per second.

“I-It’s about my brother and y/n, t-they’ve been taken hostage.” Lynett stutters, her eyes blown wide.

Wriothesly stops, his thoughts, his breathing, his heart.

“Sir, they are being held hostage at the place they always practice, Lady Lynette came here and explained how she was walking back to the house with lunch and saw signs of struggle and men she didn’t recognize in the building that she didn’t recognize before she entered so she came straight here.” The officer beside her explains.

The room grows colder in seconds, making Sigewinne jump off her chair, rushing to Wriothesley’s side.

“Wriothesley it’s cold, don’t lose your temper.” The small girl whispers, making his jaw clench uncomfortably. He knows he can’t act out in front of them; it'll only make things worse.

“Call backup to the location asap, surround the building and make sure no one acts until I get there understand?” He grits through his teeth, fists clenching on the table as he takes a deep breath through his nose.

This morning, just this morning he warned you and this happens? But why? How? It’s has to be a setup if anything.

The one thing he’s been fearing, what’s been keeping him up at night has happened.

“You see I chose you two specifically, the famous magician of Fontaine won't it be fascinating for you to be the one on the other end this time? For you to do your part and see where you send people that you make disappear?” His smile on the man’s face is almost terrifying by how wide it’s become, his eyes hold no emotion as he explains to Lynney.

“That’s not how it works, I don’t actually-“

“And you…” the man cuts off Lynney, shifting his attention to you. “Your boyfriend has been making things oh so hard on us lately you know? If he wants to find us so badly, wants the details on what exactly we’re doing, no better person to show him with than you, I’ll give him a real life example on what exactly we’ve been planning.” His hands clap together and you feel sick again.

Promise me, please?

Wriothesly’s voice rings in your head, you can't leave him like this.

“No, I'm sorry but Lynney and I can't be a part of this.” you explain, seeing the man in front of you stop smiling instantly.

“This water only works on Fontaine natives right?” you clear your throat looking at Lynney, he only nods his head, already knowing what you're about to say. “Well you see, Lynney and I are both not from here, we were not born he-”

“NONSENSE!” the man screams standing up making you back away. “Don't play that card with me, both of you are-”

“They're not playing any cards, it's true.” Lyney plays along with your plan, shuffling in front of you.

“What you're saying is true?” the man turns around, walking behind him to one of his other men.

The man he walks to brings up a small briefcase and the older man opens it swiftly, laughing when he looks inside.

“Then prove your case, yeah?” he turns back to the two of you, a small vial with clear liquid inside.

You feel chills run down your spine, seeing lyney’s figure shuffle in front of you wide eyes turning to look back at you.

“Don't panic, ok? I won't let him touch you, I promised Wriothesley when you agreed to be a part of my show, he talked to me for hours making sure I ensured your safety." Lyney whispers and you feel your eyes burn.

“L-Lyney I can't let him pour that on you.” you whisper, hands moving to pull him back so he can be behind you.

You tug his arm back but he doesn't budge much.

“Who should I test it on first?” The strange man walks back to the two of you.

“You young man, or….” He looks over at you and his smile widens. “You.”

“You’re not going near them-“

A soft knock at the door makes the three of you look in the direction the door is at, everyone in the room goes quiet.

“Don’t move.” The man points at the two of you and turns around. “Hold this.” He tells the man that brought him the briefcase.

“Sir Lyney, come with me.” He reaches for him and grabs his arm, you hold onto his other.

“I don’t have time for this, let him go.” Tha man threatens you and you feel Lyney wiggle his arm.

“Hey, I’ll be alright ok? Just listen to him please.” He says calmly, giving you an assuring look.

You reluctantly let his arm go and the man walks Lyney to the door.

“Answer them.” The man pushes lyney forward.

“Hello, who’s there?” Lyney calls out.

“Brother it’s me, the door was locked, why is that?” Lynette answers and your heart sinks, she’s going to be dragged in this too now.

“Oh Lynette sorry….” Lyney looks back at the man and pauses.

“Bring her in, she’ll be useful for this too.” The man says untying the binds around his wrists.

The sound of the bolts unlocking was the only thing heard, you couldn’t see her, you were sitting behind the door.

Lyney hesitates but opens the door wider stepping to the side, his eyes averting to his side where you were behind the door and back to the open door.

The man behind the door looks at Lyney confused, why was he just standing there? Why wasn’t Lynette coming in?

“Come on in.” Lyney bows.

You watch in confusion as he does so, why is he welcoming Lynette into here like that.

Though, Lynette doesn’t walk through the door.

As Lyney steps to the side, the door is shoved open a bit wider and a head of scruffy black and silver hair is the first thing you see peek in.

You hear your heart beating in your ears, everything goes quiet then his eyes land on you.

His face visibly softens as he sees you awake. There.

“Hey, what’s going-“

In seconds a loud crack was heard and the man behind the door went flying past where you were sitting. Wriothesley’s iron fist dematerializing when the man behind the door foot the wall behind you.

The other man holding the briefcase runs to the man on the floor.

Then the officers rush in seconds after, the men behind you getting put in cuffs.

You feel the tension on your shoulders and fists loosen, feeling all the tension melt away just from looking at the man who came to your rescue.

Seeing Wriothesly felt almost unreal.

He wastes no time, long legs walking to you and kneeling down in seconds.

His hand brushes your hair out of your face seeing blood run down from your temple he immediately reaches into his pocket pulling out his handkerchief.

You only look at him, feeling your lips wobble with how tender he was being. How soft his hands felt against your skin.

“What did they do to you?” His voice is barely above whisper, he feels his throat all scratchy and he can’t stand it how bruised you look.

He wants to make the one who made you bleed pay.

“They didn’t touch me while I was-“

“You're bleeding, you have an open wound on the side of your head, you can’t tell me that.” His hands gently tilt your face up a bit to look at him. “You got hurt, what would’ve happened if I didn’t arrive this-“

You feel the tremble in his hands, the look in his eyes as he looks at you makes your heart ache and eyes burn even more.

You lean forward, your head hitting his chest as your binded hands reach for his shirt. You need to hold him, feel him there.

“I'm sorry Wrio, I don't remember them hitting me but I promise from the moment I woke up until you got here, I didn't let them touch me.” you grip his shirt, breathing in his familiar scent as you feel his arms wrap around your shoulders, bringing you into him.

He knows he can't even be mad at you, you didn't plan this, and as mad as he is a Lyney he knows he wouldn't put you in this situation either.

“You…Just who do you think you are, you've been meddling in my business for far too long, you're the one I need to get rid of.” you pull back when you hear the voice coming from behind Wriothesley.

The same man who was just thrown across the room by Wriothesley minutes ago was standing crookedly a few feet behind him, the same vial from earlier in his hold

You feel time slow down when you see him take the top off, everyone started to move at the same time.

He was going to throw the water all over Wriothesley.

He was going to pour the water on him and make him disappear.

Wriostesly was going to disappear.

You push yourself back from Wriothesley and see his face drop into one of realization and horror.

From the corner of your eye you see Lynes' silhouette coming closer but you don't hesitate. You can't.

The man throws the water in Wriostesley's direction and everything goes quiet once again, your legs move then the noise comes back.

Different voices calling out to you but then you feel it, the feeling of water making contact with your skin.

Wriosthesly stumbles on his feet, he was so close to pulling you back, what did you do?

Everyone stills, waiting for the worst to happen.

Some look away. Lynette and some other officers cover their eyes but Wriostelsy waits, holds his breath, he can't take his eyes off you.

But it never happens, you don't disappear like the man in court.

“What is this?! Why aren't you disappearing-” Before the man could finish talking Lyney had snuck up from behind him and knocked him out cold before he could make another move.

It’s just like you told the man earlier, you weren't a native of fontaine. The only thing is no one else here besides Lyney knows that.

‘Y-Y/n?” Wriothesley steps forward, confused and shocked.

“I'm sorry I never told you Wrio, I'm not from Fontaine. The water has no effects on me as it does to you, I couldn't let it touch you, no I couldn't take the chances.” You turn back to him, head hanging low. It's not that you didn't trust him with this information. Your past before you met Wriothesley isn't one you're fond of; you couldn't tell him but now he needs to know.

You can't bring yourself to look at him because you're afraid of what he'd say, would he look at you differently now?

You hear footsteps approaching you and back up.

“N-No please, you can't. I'm drenched in water i don't want to take the chances of you getting-’

Wriostesly doesn't listen, he can't. Not after you've gone and done something like that.

He grabs your wrist and pulls you towards him, not caring about the water residue on your skin one bit. He pulls you impossibly closer to him and holds you not caring about him in a room full of his fellow officers and acquaintances because you kept your word. You put up a fight against it all.

You freeze for a second but feel your bottom lip start to wobble as it all comes crashing down on you. He's not mad. After all the fear you’ve felt the thought of letting him know scared you but that's the last thing he cared about.

Since Wriostesly met you he always knew there was something about you, more to you than what you put on the surface. He was always interested in you and was attracted to your kind heart though in his opinion you're too kind, even to those who dont deserve it. Throughout the time he started getting to know you he had always wanted to ask about your past since you’ve never brought it up but he soon started to forget about it as time went on.

He ended up forgetting to ask because he fell in love with you in the present, the you now and he knows. You don't talk about it for a reason, he won't pressure you, even now, with you in his arms after admitting some part of it he won't pry. The you now, the you here in his arms is what he cares about most, when you're ready to tell him he’ll listen but for now, he'll hold you for as long as he wants because you fought for not only yourself but for him as-well.

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author’s note: hello lovelies!! \(≧▽≦)/<3 ITS BEEN SO LONG T^T ohmygosh im so sorry for not posting for so long but i just had to stop for a while, things got busy and i was writing but wasn’t satisfied enough to post BUT im back with a oneshot im happy to share :D one for….SIR WRIOSTHESLEY HE SO AHHHH im so excited to share this one, ever since I finished the Fontaine archon quest this has been sitting in my mind SPECIFICALLY for wriothesley hehe. anyways i hope you have all been well! I’ve missed you all dearly but i hope you’re all taking care, eating well and drinking water im glad to be back mwahhh enjoy!! ^~^<3 (also this isn’t proof read so apologies for any errors!!)

[mysumeow]

warnings: afab genitalia, gn pronouns. lyney's a switch here.

drabble

a/n: i expanded from this idea i had yesterday about lyney deliberately hiding his cat ears and tail. i know theres a more reasonable explanation, maybe lynette and lyney are half siblings or someting idk. but for now, its free real estate. also, the pending drafts i have since may are side eyeing me.

To render the flirty and chatty magician Lyney speechless is a sight few people get to see.

And there he was, on his back, on the floor, with you straddling his hips, as your attempt at avoiding his fall was futile.

"I didn’t expect you to take me up on my offer," he was referring to, mere seconds ago, when you asked what flavor his chapstick was, and he playfully answered, 'why don’t you try it yourself’ as he licked his lips with a sultry look in his eyes. "My, aren’t you a brave one,"

However, you were more perplexed by something else. To be precise, the cat ears that sprouted from his head.

He noticed your prolonged stare at somewhere else other than his eyes, to which he inquired: "What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?"

"I didn’t know you had cat ears," you observed and helped him stand up.

A shiver ran down his body when your fingers made contact with his sensitive ears. His face grew warmer the longer you stroked them.

He felt himself harden at your attention and, bashfully, tried to divert it somewhere else by changing the conversation.

"Why do you hide them?" you weren’t having any of that. "You look cute,"

"For the sake of the performance, of course. One cat person on stage is interesting enough, but having two of the same makes it less special. That’s how I see it, at least."

Even though you had a different opinion on his take, you didn’t budge on it.

"You appear to be oddly into this aspect of my physique. Had I known sooner, I would’ve shown them to—" he cut himself off before a whine escaped his mouth at the sensation of you stroking his tail with feather-like touches. "S-Stop that, ah—!" you blew air onto his ear, as you pressed your palm on the obvious stiffness concealed under his clothes.

Even though he did want you to go on, he wasn’t used to being on the receiving end of being teased and played with. This was quite new to him.

"If we’re going to do something, we must hurry up, yes? I have a performance in about half an hour."

"I can work with that, seeing as having your cute tail and ears caressed enhances your arousal," you noted with the same teasing tone he usually used on you when the roles were reversed. You kissed his cheek and moved back up again to kiss his ear too. "Ooh, I wonder what would happen if I did this," you sang playfully, and your free hand rubbed the tip of his other ear.

Despite his efforts to cover his sounds and control his squirming, every now and then he would jolt whenever you found a weak spot.

"You sure know how to keep people’s eyes on you," you slipped a finger under the harness on his thigh and pulled it. The harness wasn’t skin-tight, so when you released the material, it didn’t deliver the snapping sound you were looking forward to.

You were having fun, and so was he. Regardless, the need to regain his control grew stronger, and he grabbed your wrist to lead you to sit on his lap.

"And with minimum effort, so do you. I hope you had fun riling me up," he said as he slid his hand under your clothes, gloved fingers coming into contact with your dripping arousal. "My cat-like attributes may place me in a vulnerable state, but I also know your weak spots,"

[yourlocallyneysimp]

Hi can I request a Lyney x reader where the reader has a mask on and doesn’t show her face and Lyney as curious as he is trying to make her take off the mask wondering what she looks like and then u can finish the rest ;) I just really love your Lyney x reader fics and wondering if u can write this one

Behind that mask.

Lyney x Reader

A/n: I'm so sorry if this took so long!

You were always a mystery to him, and you could say the same about him too.

You both barely knew each other, but you knew each other enough to be considered 'acquaintances'.

Sometimes, you would see him pass by the roads of Fontaine, and he would wave. That's it. That's how most of your interactions went.

But he still had this one question lingering in his mind. Why did you always have a mask on?

That was something he never understood. He could never see your full face which bothered him more than it should've.

So that leads us to here now, with you and him on the ground, staring at each other in surprise.

It was an accident, it really was. Lyney didn't mean to bump into you and cause you to lose your balance, but that wasn't the main problem here.

Your mask fell off. This was the first time he's seen you without it on.

You honestly looked breathtaking, which made Lyney slightly confused to why you were trying to hide your face in the first place.

"Lyney!"

Someone was calling him. Immediately recognizing the voice as his twin sister, Lynette, Lyney quickly went over to you and pulled you close to his chest.

He made sure to cover your face with his cape, so nothing was visible.

"Lyney- oh, you're right here. Why didn't you say anything?"

Lyney only looked at his sister and smiled.

"No reason!~"

Lynette couldn't help the stotic expression that creeped up on her face. Her brother was really odd sometimes..

Directing her gaze over to his arms, she realized he was hugging (?) someone.

She looked to her right.

She recognized that mask...

"What are you doing to Y/n?"

"Oh, nothing!~"

Lynette sighed while Lyney held you closer. Lyney couldn't help the stupid smile that appeared on his face. Finally, he saw what you looked like! And he was going to keep that discovery to himself.

There was just no way that he was going to let anyone else see your face, even if it was his own sister.

Your face is reserved for him and him only.

[yanderehsr]

Hi!! It has been a while but i'm back!! WITH ANOTHER scenario . . . But this time is Genshin :33 Can i request a Yandere Lyney, Freminet and Lynette with a Mermaid!Darling? Thank you!!

I AAAAM ALIIIIIIVE. And thank you for the request, have been waiting to write for sus magician and cat magician.

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Clingy behaviour, Kidnapping

Lyney: He was surprised when he saw you, he had heard of mermaids but never encountered one before. He approached you to show you a simple magic trick, something to brighten your day. But the smile you gave him after the trick, it was enough to make his heart beat faster, a blush to cover his whole face and an obsession to take place in his heart.

Lyney wants all of your attention, he wants all of it to be his, Look at him like he is everything in the world and he will do the same for you, he returns to that body of water each and every day, it brings comfort that you are chained to the oceans so you can't encounter any humans up above.

But Lyney's monopoly of you doesn't last forever and others have taken notice of you, you don't look at him as much as you usually did, he can't have this, you are his, only his and no one elses. A revelation hits him, of course, you are his and he needs to bring you home. The best part of being a magician is that he can place the order of a gigantic fishbowl as a business expense.

"Oh my lovely little syren, how you have taken ahold of my heart. Is it nice in there, I would join you but sadly I can't breathe underwater"

Freminet: He is such a blushing mess, this is something straight out of his dreams, only now it is real, a real life mermaid. He is fumbling with his hands as he takes out a waterproofed kamera, he needs to take a picture before you notice him and escape, but you don't escape and instead you approach him.

Oh you were just so precious, so beautiful and perfect, Freminet couldn't help but fall for you, every single detail he could find out about you he would find, sure he stuttered with every question he asked you and felt embaressed, but it was worth it to know more about you.

You, everything that mattered was you now, Freminet closes himself of from others even more, barely talking to his own siblings anymore, he practically lives with you in the ocean, if anyone would ever find him down there they would also find your body chained down onto the ocean floor and Freminet cuddling you while glaring at whoever is disturbing his peace.

"You are just so pretty and perfect, and you are just for me"

Lynette: You are one of the few people she finds herself comfortable around, she always makes time for you and visits the beach so she can share tea and cookies, things you normally can't eat or drink since you can't leave the water.

You are Lynette's secret, the one thing she keeps from her brothers, she doesn't want to share you and she knows if Lyney would be here you would pay attention to him instead of her. Lynette doesn't hold back on her words, as soon as she realizes how deep her feelings go she confesses, she won't accept a no either.

If you reject Lynette you will find that one of the cookies she gave you had sleeping agents in them, she allows herself a small smile as she drags you from the water and into a smaller lake, you have enough freedom to move around but never escape. You have to rely on Lynette for food, the only payment you have to give her is allow her to mark you in some way, she loves seeing little love bites on your neck to show the world you are hers.

"This is your fault, you shouldn't have rejected me, you only have yourself to blame"

[so-mordor-itis]

I had to write this after I saw @jukednuked mention it...

~

Lyney was used to this.

To the dazzled gazes of the crowd, watching their eyes sparkle with amusement and interest. Observed as they allowed themselves to crack open this once and enjoy a spot of magic. Children gawked, watching with wide eyes as Lyney snapped his fingers, spun his wrists. They wanted so desperately to know how the card–that was once in his grip–had been placed in his hat and was now being poured onto the street alongside its siblings. He chuckled at them, at their innocence.

He was also used to the many questions he’d receive after the mini show was finished.

“Can you teach me that card trick?”

“Mister Lyney, where’d the flower I gave you go?”

“Ooh! Mister Lyney! I’m interested in magic. Please be my teacher?”

For the first two questions, he would smile, perhaps give the curious little kittens a wink. “Ah, but you see, if I spoiled the magic, it would ruin the fun.”

For the last one though…

Lyney blinked for a second, the question seeping into his mind as it processed the words. It wasn’t the first time a child had approached him with such an offer, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. Yet, turning them down was never an easy task. They always held such enthusiasm, such potential. They would always remind him of his younger self, of when he and Lynette themselves asked Caesar the famous magician if he could give them pointers.

You had been watching from a distance. Observing the expression on Lyney’s face. He had placed his chin in the palm of his hand, lightly knocking his other fist against his temple in thought. Faux thought. It made your mind wander a little. What would his answer be?

“It always made me laugh,” Lynette said. Your shoulders shook, not expecting her voice or her presence.

Your forehead wrinkled at her statement. “What did?”

“His reaction to being asked to teach magic. He never expects it, somehow.”

“With how wonderful he is at the craft, you’d expect more and more kids to ask him.”

“Yeah, but he still struggles to come up with an answer. Sometimes he leaves them in suspense.”

Your lip twitched a little, a smile threatening to form. “Does he not believe he’d be a good mentor?”

“Maybe, but that could just be reluctance.”

His eyes met yours for a second, and a twinkle shone brightly. You knew that look, he was planning something. Your heart fluttered and you lightly cursed yourself for it. Was he seriously about to drag you alongside for a small distraction? Again?

“Say, my energy is a bit drained,” whined Lyney, he flopped his arms against his sides in an act to look drained. The kids instantly bought it, looking concerned at the magician. “But, I know how to get it back. There’s a trick to it.”

“Really?”

“Really.” Lyney glanced in your direction once more, winking. You shook your head but immediately failed to relay your message. He was already sauntering towards you.

“It’s simple,” he said, “though, we might need this for privacy.” He removed his top hat.

“Privacy…?” One of the children muttered. You believe it was the one who had actually requested his mentorship.

Lyney paused his step once he was in front of you, the twinkle in his eye still bright as ever. It could rival the sun. He held his top hat in front of you two, covering your faces so he could swoop in to place a kiss upon your cheek, missing your lips on purpose. He’d save that for later.

“Oh my,” he giggled, his hat instantly finding its place on his head again. “I feel better, in fact–” Lyney fiddles with the armlet on his wrist. “Oh, what’s this!” He reveals a pinwheel, its fans colored blue. It spun as it was released from the confinements of his sleeve.

Lyney smiled as he gave the item to one of the kids, hoping this would take their mind off of their questions. “Ah, I must take my leave–even we magicians have to eat dinner, yes? Don’t worry your parents now.”

They were all smiling, eyes shining with wonder only a child could hold. They all waved goodbye, possibly hoping they could see Lyney again without having to ask their parents to take them to the Opera House.

You folded your arms, giving Lyney a look. “That was the third time you pulled that trick this week.”

Lynette had a silent snicker on her face as she watched her brother become flustered. Lyney scratched the back of his head, eyes holding a plea of apology. “Ah, well…”

Your cheeks ran hot as you turned around, applying your own dramatics to this situation. “You tease. You can at least kiss me on the lips."

[rninies]

✮ rainbow rose

౨ৎ lyney x reader. fluff, gn!reader, based off of his story quest iirc or the archon quest i cant remember, flirty lyney — wc: 1171

notes. live laugh love lyney

“y/n, do you remember what rainbow roses meant in terms of magicians using them in their performances?” charlotte asks you on a relaxing stroll through the city of fontaine.

you looked at her and tilted your head, unsure of where she was going with this. “um, something about romantic… stuff?”

“passion and romantic encounters,” charlotte quickly corrects you before she suddenly stops, holding both of your hands in excitement. “lyney gave you one if i’m not mistaken?” you nodded slowly and charlotte squeals. “you know what that means don’t you? lyney definitely has a crush on you!”

you froze in your place, processing what charlotte just said. you let out a laugh. “don’t be silly, charlotte. he just gave me one to, um, express his gratitude for helping him in one of his magic shows.”

charlotte gives you an ‘are-you-serious?’ look, letting out a sigh. “y/n just because i’m a reporter doesn’t mean i’m oblivious to romance! look, i’ve covered a lot of romance articles and i can tell when someone’s in love with a person.”

“charlotte,” you let out an exasperated sigh. “lyney and i are just friends, nothing more. him giving me a rainbow rose doesn’t mean anything more! he just decided to change the flower he’d be using in his magic tricks to rainbow roses. besides, weren’t you the one who told him magicians usually use rainbow roses in their flower-related tricks?”

“okay, fine, i’ll drop it.” charlotte raises her hands up in surrender. “but if he does have a crush on you and you guys develop into something more, do let me know. i’d love to get news on the famous magician’s love life.”

you slapped charlotte playfully on her forearm, continuing your stroll with her.

it wasn’t just five minutes later that charlotte saw lyney walking just a few steps away. “lyney! what’re you doing here?” charlotte calls out to him, nudging your ribs to catch your attention. you let out a painful yelp, sending charlotte a quick glare before your gaze softens, seeing lyney walking towards you, an adorable smile plastered all over his handsome face.

“ah, charlotte and y/n, what a pleasure it is to meet you two here,” lyney greets. “what are you two doing here?”

charlotte looks at you expectantly, basically saying ‘come on, answer him!’. you quickly cleared your throat, fixing your posture. “oh, um we were just walking… around. how about you? what’re you doing?”

“oh me? i was just grabbing a few supplies for my magic show this afternoon,” lyney responded, showing you the bag he’s holding. “speaking of magic shows, do you guys want to come later? i can reserve two seats for you,” he says, a glint of hope flickering his eyes. “front row.” he quickly adds.

you and charlotte look at each other before nodding in agreement. “sure! we don’t have anything planned this afternoon so we’re free. plus, today’s charlotte free day so it’s great timing.”

lyney gives you a big smile. “great! i’ll-”

“lyney, come on. we have to go back and check on all the props,” lynette suddenly appears behind lyney, scaring all three of you. “hi charlotte, y/n.”

“lynette,” lyney says with a huge sigh. “you have to stop doing that. you’re going to give me a heart attack one of these days.”

“don’t be dramatic. we really have to go, lyney.” lynette says before she starts walking away, already expecting lyney to follow behind her.

“sorry, i really have to go,” lyney apologetically says. before he leaves, however, he takes off his hat, pulling out a rainbow rose from inside. “for you.” he hands you the flower and leaves, not giving you a chance to say anything.

you blankly stare at him until his figure was nowhere in sight.

“oh. my. god!” charlotte exclaimed, breaking the silence. “he gave you another rose! y/n come on, this can’t be a coincidence!”

you stared at the rose in your hands, a small smile appearing on your face. “i don’t- shut up, charlotte.”

charlotte gives you a knowing look, smirking slightly. she nudges your shoulder, quietly telling you to continue the shopping spree.

four hours later

it was time for lyney and lynette’s magic show to start. you and charlotte arrived at the court of fontaine fifteen minutes earlier, so there were no audiences yet. lyney was talking to one of the staff members on stage before he noticed you. 

his face brightens up when he sees you. “you guys made it!” he says, jumping down from the stage. “these are your seats by the way. front row.” lyney points at the seats right behind you and charlotte.

“thank you for reserving these seats for us, lyney.” charlotte shows her gratitude. “oh, before the show starts, mind if i go buy us some snacks and drinks? it’ll just be a minute.” she gives you a wink and you know she’s up to something.

“oh do you-”

“i don’t need help! you just accompany lyney here before the show starts. you know how nervous he gets.” charlotte says before running off.

“hey- charlotte!” you exclaimed, watching her figure disappear. “um, sorry about that lyney… she can be quite a handful when she isn’t in her work mode.”

“oh, that’s fine. you seem really close with charlotte,” lyney says. “how’d you meet her in the first place anyway?”

“huh? oh it was in mondstadt. a pretty long time ago, actually, now that i think about it” you let out a chuckle, remembering the adventure you had with her. “um, so back to your show! are you prepared? are you nervous?” you asked him in a teasing tone.

lyney rubs the back of his neck. “is it that obvious? yes, i’m nervous. today’s show is… pretty important to me.”

“hm? isn’t every single one of your shows important to you?” you asked, confused. “what’s the difference between this show and the other shows?”

lyney’s face suddenly flushed red. “oh, um, you’ll- you’ll see later when the show starts. i’m not spoiling anything.”

instead of questioning him further, you let him be. he obviously won’t reply to any of your questions. charlotte eventually comes back with 2 garlic baguettes and 2 bottles of fonta.

“hey! the line wasn’t super long for the- what’s with the awkward silence?”

lyney clears his throat. “i have to go backstage now. i’ll see you guys when the show starts.” he gives you a quick wave, running off.

charlotte has one eyebrow raised when you look back at her. “what just happened?”

you shrugged. “i have no idea. i asked him about his show and he just suddenly got embarrassed. i mean, why is he so embarrassed?”

“hmm,” charlotte hums, placing down the snacks and drinks. “maybe he’s doing something new? i mean, everything he does is new but maybe this one is super special.”

“i guess…” you mumbled. people started entering the court, so you and charlotte sat down on your seats, patiently waiting for the show to start.

lyney’s show was amazing as per usual. he’s managed to awe the audience with just a few tricks, and you can’t help but feel proud of him.

it was the end of the show, and lyney had only one act left.

“alright, for this last act, i’m going to need an audience member to come up and technically help me with this trick,” lyney starts, and most of the audience began growing excited, hoping to be picked. “instead of using the number generator we used last time, i’ll be picking from this hat.”

“ah, all the numbers inside here are written by lynette so i did not make any cheats.” lyney makes sure to confirm, lynette silently waving behind the curtains. 

he pulls out a piece of paper from the hat and as soon as he sees the number written on it, a smile appears on his face. “row a, seat number 5.”

beside you, charlotte lets out an excited gasp, shaking your shoulder. “y/n it's your seat number!” before you could even process anything, the spotlight shines above you. charlotte pushes you to stand up, and seeing many eyes staring at you makes you feel nervous.

“y/n,” lyney whispers loud enough for you to hear. you turned your head to see him giving you a smile, his hand stretched out in front of him. “it’s okay. don’t be nervous. this trick isn’t dangerous at all, i promise.” you nodded, taking lyney’s hand as you walked up the stage.

“okay, this last trick is a simple hat trick,” lyney takes his hat off, placing it on a table that has a cloth covering it right in the middle of the stage. “as you can see, it is an empty hat, nothing inside of it. just a regular hat,” you looked inside of the hat and true to his words, it indeed was just a normal hat. “y/n, if you would please take out a piece of paper from inside the hat.”

you hesitantly placed your hand in the hat, searching for the paper. surprisingly, you found a small hidden compartment just on the inside of the hat. you took the paper out of the compartment, showing it to the audience, who were in awe with just a simple trick. the paper was folded into a small piece, but lyney stops you from opening it.

“next, please take a flower out of my hat.” lyney instructs, and you placed your hand back into the hat, searching for the flower. to your surprise, you find lynette under the table, opening the top part of the hat to hand you the flower (you honestly almost laughed at the face she was making but you kept it to yourself). 

it was another rainbow rose — three to be exact. when charlotte sees it her eyes lit up, taking out a notepad to write something down. as someone who doesn’t know much about flowers, you don’t understand why the audience started squealing in excitement. you looked at lyney in confusion but he doesn’t say anything to you. “and that is it for my last trick! thank you all for coming to my show!” confetti popped out of the machines in front of the stage, marking the end of the show. “y/n, open the paper.”

you did as he told, and when you read the note, you were immediately flustered.

3 rainbow roses = i love you <3

wanna go on a date with me? ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

[bedoballoons]

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿─

A/n: Double post today because I have wanted to post this for days now! Super fluffy! Slight kiss stealing mentioned!

Requests/asks open!

{༻~Pocky challenge in fontaine~༺}

(Includes: Lyney, Navia, Freminet, Lynette, Neuvillette, and Clorinde!)

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𑁍༄Lyney:

Lyneys bright lavender eyes were trained on you, or more rather the pocky stick that hung slightly out of your mouth, dangling in front of him and tempting him to take a bite. Surely you wouldn't mind if it was just one little taste...he thought, as he leaned in closer to you, his movement making you turn towards him in curiosity. Your faces suddenly just inches away from eachother, causing a blush to spread across your face while he smiled mischievously and started to nibble away at the other end of your pocky stick.

Getting closer and closer to you with each stolen bite, your heart absolutely racing as he got to the part that was at the cusp of your mouth. You could feel his lips against yours for just a split second, his eyes shining with victory as he pulled away...leaving you absolutely flustered.

𑁍༄Navia:

When Navia had originally offered to buy you a pack of pocky, you didn't have any ulterior motives, you were just kinda hungry...and yet the second the box of delicious chocolate covered sticks made its way into your hand...you couldn't help but think of sharing them in the most romantic way possible. "Navia, want to share my pocky with me? Theres this challenge I've always wanted to try and since we are partners I want to try it with you first." You said casually, your heart skipping a beat as her golden yellow eyes met yours and that oh so sweet smile flashed into view.

"Of course! What's the challenge?" Her voice was sugary sweet like honey and the thought of possibly getting a kiss from someone so kind made your face blush, "We both start at one end of the pocky, taking bits till one of us reaches the middle first or pulls away." Her face blushed slightly as you spoke, her cheeks a soft pink as she nodded waiting patiently for you to offer the pocky and begin.

"Chocolate or stick?" You asked nervously, holding the pocky up to her while your heart started to beat harder in your chest. "Hmmm chocolate!" She gently took the pocky from you, putting the chocolate side in her mouth and leaning in so you could reach the other end, the two of you taking small bites till the tips of your noses were touching. Your faces each flashing red as you closed the gap, the sweet taste of chocolate on your lips as the two of you pulled away.

𑁍༄Freminet:

(I use the nickname Fremmy here...its cute okay!)

"Hi Fremmy! Whatcha working on?" You asked with a smile, leaning in slightly to see some type of mechanical machine, Freminets hands busy putting the pieces together like a puzzle only he could understand. "Oh hello...it's a prop for Lyney and Lynettes magic show, I... can't tell you exactly what for though. I'm...sworn to secrecy." He pulled away from his work table, a light blush on his face as he let you exam his newest creation...and despite looking at it for a couple minutes...you had absolutely no idea what it was.

"Well it looks cool whatever it is..., anyways! Remember how you said you'd never had pocky before? Well I got some and I was thinking we could do that challenge I told you about." You held up the box of sweets for him, watching as his light blush deepened to a dark red colour and he looked away shyly, "I-i...um. O-okay." You giggled as you opened the packaging, holding the pocky for him to take, chocolate side pointed in his direction.

"Remember the rules?" He nodded as he put the candy in his mouth, letting you have the other side while his heart pounded in his chest...but before you could even take a second bite..he pulled away out of nervousness, apologizing profusely and congratulating you on your easy win. In the end you sat down beside him on a nearby couch, sharing the sticks between the two of you the normal way while he talked about future inventions.

𑁍༄Lynette:

"You want to...try the pocky challenge with me?" Lynettes monotone voice had the slightest hint of curiousity, her violet eyes on the box of treats you'd gotten only moments earlier and her face ever so lightly pink, she had never tried the challenge before and the idea of sharing the new experience with you...was like a magic wish come true. "Mhm! Do you want the coated side or the stick?" You asked holding the pocky out for her to examine, ultimately she choose the breadstick side watching you intently as you put the chocolate end in your mouth.

Before you could properly take a bite she was at the other end, munching away rhythmically at a incredibly fast pace, till before you knew it her face was right up against yours, your eyes meeting hers your cheeks turned bright red. Her soft lips grazed yours as she took the final bite, pulling away with a small satisfied smile. "Seems I won...I enjoy this game. Shall we try again?"

𑁍༄Neuvillette:

Neuvillette was silent, his cheeks ever so lightly pink as you explained the rules of the pocky challenge, the hidden truth of it clear as day. He knew that if he agreed to said challenge, he could end up receiving a kiss from you and the thought of such a beautiful thing made his heart skip a beat, but...would he be able to stop himself at just one? Perhaps it would be better to decline...and ask for a kiss instead, then his motives would be clear at least...

"Neuvillette?" You smiled, patiently waiting for his response, unaware of the slight dilemma he was having with himself. "Apologies, I was lost in thought...I suppose a challenge would be alright, as long as everything is legal." His eyes met yours as you giggled happily, handing him the chocolaty dessert and watching in excitement as he put the coated end in his mouth, his blush darkening with each moment.

You took the breadstick part in your mouth, nibbling away at it slowly and savouring it's yummy flavour on your tongue as your heart rate increased, your face growing warmer as you got closer and closer to him. With only the smallest bit of pocky left between the two of you, you paused waiting to see what he'd do next and humming in delight as he took the last bite, closing the gap. Your lips touched for just a moment and just as he had expected, it wasn't enough...his hands holding your face as he kissed you again...preferring you over the candy.

𑁍༄Clorinde:

Clorinde sighed quietly, unsure wether to agree to share your snack with you...and possibly end up in a situation that would leave her blushed and quite possibly falling even harder for you or to disagree and play it safe, but always wonder if she should have said yes. Eventually her violet eyes met yours, her brows turned down slight as if she was annoyed, "I agree to your challenge, but I do hope you know...I'll show no mercy. As a champion duelist I take no challenge lightly."

"Yay! Do you want the chocolate end of the pocky or the breadstick part? I'm fine with either." You held up your snack for her, watching curiously as she examined it carefully, as if it could possibly be poisoned...even though you'd already eaten some of them. "I'll take the part without chocolate, thank you." You nodded in response, cheerfully putting the chocolate side in your mouth and wiggling the stick in front of her while she raised a eyebrow at you.

She leaned in, taking small bites of the pocky and finding it rather difficult to concentrate on the treat itself as she became acutely aware of how close your face was to hers. The gap growing smaller as you both ate away at the yummy treat, until your noses were touching and she took the last bite, pulling away so quickly that you were still left in the same stance in shock. "I win." She said quietly, her face blushed red and her lips touched with a bit of melted chocolate,...

"How about 2 outta 3?"

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