#lysander x reader

[raveniee]

★ MA CHÉRIE

synopsis: your boyfriend, Lysander, seems to struggle writing the perfect poem for your birthday.

❤︎ featuring : lysander ainsworth x F!reader

❤︎ words count : 1.2k

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author’s note — lysander’s time now! him and castiel are sooo my favorite boys. Anywayyy, between these two poems, one is written by me, and the other one by Shakespeare and another poet ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ (i didn’t think that writing poems was that interesting! it is my first time doing it)

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ᥫ᭡ "Castiel, can you give me your opinion about this one?"

At the end of the second corridor, behind the stairs, the two friends were sitting on the floor. One had a cigarette in his mouth and his guitar in his hands, tuning the strings of his instrument.

The other was holding out his small, dark, cherished notebook; some of the pages lay near him, some crumpled, others perfectly smooth.

Castiel raised an eyebrow before rolling his eyes. "Again? That's the fifth time you've asked me," he replied.

"I know. But as soon as I feel like I've finished, a new idea pops into my head and I can't help but write it down. And I don't know which one is the best."

Lysander sighed, watching his friend take the notebook from his hands and read the results of his work once more. The boy with the two-toned eyes watched Castiel, whose gaze darted between the words; then, after a few moments, Castiel nodded, exhaling his toxic smoke.

"That one's not bad. But tell me, you're pretty inspired, dude. At this rate, your notebook won't have any pages left in an hour." He chuckled.

Lysander chuckled softly as he picked up his notebook, observing in turn the page defaced by the stain of his fountain pen.

"Well, let's just say that today I have a good reason to be inspired, that's true."

"Huh? Why, what’s up today?"

Lysander didn't answer immediately, his fingertips lightly tracing the rough paper of his notebook. An incredible tenderness filled his eyes. "Today is her birthday. And I want to tell her everything my heart holds for her."

A look of curiosity and incomprehension crossed Castiel's face as he stubbed out his cigarette beside him. "She's your girlfriend, isn’t she? So you're always telling her what you think about her. Why does it necessarily change anything today?"

"Today is the day the world discovered a new star. And in her eyes, it may be just another day, but I want her to understand all the love and consideration I have for her."

Castiel stared at him with a wry smile, carefully placing his guitar in his bag. "Yeah, you're such a softie." Lysander just glanced at him quickly, ignoring his comment. Castiel stood up, slinging his bag over his shoulder, and his friend followed him, standing up as well.

"Okay, the bell's about to ring, I'm going to class. The hag been clinging to me since the beginning of the week and will probably call my parents. You coming?" Castiel walked to the corridor, turning to Lysander who was behind him.

But Lysander shook his head, lightly tightening the strap of his bag. "No, I think I'll go to the roof this time. I'll meet you after class."

Castiel shrugged before leaving, and Lysander, for his part, went up the stairs; quickly greeting Kim and Violette who were coming down the stairs.

He quickly reached the roof of the high school, sitting down against the wall and thus facing the city, enjoying the fresh air that tickled his skin. He finally decided to take out his small notebook, in which were two loose sheets of paper that were the source of his delinquent act.

He picked up the first one and looked at it, rereading the words that stained the paper again and again. He had to decide between the two poems he had written earlier.

They were the two Castiel had designated as the best; so he only had to choose. But Lysander felt compelled to make a perfect choice; it was meant for you, after all. And you deserved only the best from him.

After a few modifications, Lysander finally decided to give a final reading of this poem before moving on to the next one:

“I didn’t love you with my heart or my mind. I love you with my soul, in case my mind forgets and my heart stops.

And if I were to kiss you then go to hell, I would.

So then I can brag with the devils I saw heaven without entering it.”

The young man gave a small, proud smile before placing the poem on his lap and tackling the next one:

“Every time I see you every time I talk to you every time I smell you every time I touch you

I have paradise in my eyes my heart in my mouth flowers tickling my nose and my love beneath my touch.

And if ever the thought crosses your mind that my love for you seems to have come to an end, just observe the sky and count the stars because each one holds within them all the love I have for you.”

Now, which one to choose?

Lysander weaved his gaze between the papers in his hands, meticulously selecting which would be your precious gift.

Of course, at the bottom of his bag, a pendant he'd bought a few days ago lay peacefully. He knew you'd adore it, but a material gift like that wasn't really his preference. What he held in his hands was the most important thing to him.

But the bell signaling the end of class quickly pulled him from his thoughts. Had he really spent the whole hour on it?

But he didn't have time to think any further; it was time to give you all of this! With surprising speed, he quickly arrived in front of the classroom, eagerly waiting for you to come out.

"Lysander!" When you noticed him, you jumped into his arms, hugging him joyfully. You hadn't seen him all day! And there were a few words you were eagerly waiting for him to say.

The young man returned your embrace with joy, placing a gentle kiss on your temple, not failing to elicit a reaction from Rosalya who winked at you before leaving on the arm of Alexy who was giggling.

"I'm glad to see you," he began, his fingers gently caressing your cheek. "Would you like to come with me? I need to show you something."

You nodded immediately, shaking your head joyfully as you took his hand in yours, intertwining your fingers. "Very well, I'll follow you!"

The walk to the park was filled with everyday conversations; you wanted to know what he had done during the day, but he remained evasive, focusing on you instead.

After about ten minutes, you finally arrived at the park, wasting no time finding a quiet spot under a tree. Lysander took his bag off his shoulder and placed it beside him before turning to face you.

"Close your eyes, okay? I have a surprise for you."

A soft laugh escaped your lips as you nodded, covering your eyes with your hands. Lysander opened his bag and rummaged through it, pulling out the emerald pendant, which he unwrapped, then gently slipped it around your neck. You instantly felt the new chill on your bare collarbones, sending a slight shiver down your spine.

"You can open your eyes now."

You obeyed immediately and were finally able to admire the necklace around your neck. You took it in your hands and gazed at it for several seconds before turning back to Lysander, who was smiling at you. "Lysander..." you whispered, "it's beautiful!"

The young man put his arm around your shoulders, kissing you several times on the face, his smile never leaving his lips. "I'm happy to hear that. I was afraid you'd find it too old-fashioned." He took your hand in his, making you look into his two-toned eyes.

"But that's not my favorite gift. There's something else I want to give you." Curiosity crossed your face as Lysander pulled an envelope from his bag. You took it, noticing it was sealed with a paper heart. You glanced at Lysander, who gestured for you to open it, and you did.

You began reading, the red rising rapidly on your cheeks as you read the words, imagining Lysander's voice pronouncing them.

After finishing reading, Lysander felt nervousness rising within him. Did you enjoy it? Or was it absolutely terrible…?

But his doubts were quickly dispelled when you jumped into his arms, knocking him to the ground with you on top of him. He caught you, but then fell onto the grass with you. Your laughter quickly reached his ears, and he finally lowered his head to you, meeting your eyes, shining with the light he had dreamed of every moment since he'd known you.

"Lysander, you know, it's the best thing anyone has ever done for me. And knowing it was you who did it makes me the happiest person in the world!"

You placed your hand on his cheek and moved closer to him. Pressing your lips to his, kissing him tenderly. He responded immediately, wrapping his arms around your waist. You stepped back slowly, maintaining eye contact with him. Lysander smiled once more, resting his forehead against yours.

"I’m so happy to hear that. Happy birthday, ma chérie."

[castielsloversblog]

⋆˚ʚɞ PiggyBack ride🪐

▪︎Characters: Kentin , Castiel , Lysander And Leigh

[#!! Fluff,, no warnings] 🐻🎀

౨ৎKentin:

⋆˚ʚɞYou and Kentin had been on a walk around town when you suddenly tripped and twisted your ankle. Kentin quickly scooped you up into his arms, carrying you piggyback style. You giggled as he jogged down the street, his arms securely around your waist. "Do you want me to take you to a doctor?" he asked, concern etched on his features. "No, I'm fine," you reassured him, enjoying the ride.

౨ৎCastiel:

⋆˚ʚɞYou were out for a walk with Castiel when you stumbled and twisted your ankle. Castiel didn't hesitate to offer you a piggyback ride, despite his tough exterior. You wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling safe and secure as he carried you down the street. "I told you to watch your step," he grumbled, but you could tell he was secretly enjoying having you close to him.

౨ৎLysander:

⋆˚ʚɞLysander was walking with you when you tripped and twisted your ankle. He knelt down immediately to check your injury, but instead of taking you to a doctor, he offered you a piggyback ride. You happily climbed on his back, feeling the wind in your hair as he jogged down the street. Lysander's stoic expression softened as you nestled your head against his shoulder. He knew in that moment how much he cared for you.

౨ৎLeigh:

⋆˚ʚɞLeigh had been on a walk with you when you stumbled and twisted your ankle. Without a second thought, he scooped you up into his arms, carrying you piggyback style. You couldn't stop giggling as he jogged down the street, his strong arms holding you tightly. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you," he said with a charming grin. You knew in that moment how lucky you were to have him in your life.

[nekocchin]

Still into you – Lysander X Reader

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— Songfic: Still into you – Paramore

You had achieved your childhood goal by making a living from music. It wasn't glamorous or extravagant at all, your songs didn't always play on the radio or compete with other songs to be the most played of the week, but just being able to pay all your bills and treat yourself sometimes was more than enough for you. leave immensely satisfied. You were fulfilled and happy, or was that what you desperately wanted to try to convince yourself of every day. After you suddenly broke up with the love of your life and were forced to move to another city because of your father's work, you never felt complete again. As much as you achieved many of your goals, you could never celebrate any of these achievements with him, you never heard that sweet voice singing the songs you wrote thinking about the two of you, and you can never fulfill your dream of starting a band with him. You missed Lysander. And he never managed to get over the fact that he couldn't even say goodbye to him when he moved to another city. And that when he finally returned, he found that the boy had returned to the farm after his parents died. You blamed yourself even more after hearing those words leave Rosalya's lips, you wish you could have been with Lysander in that moment and comforted him, as he always did when you were going through difficult and seemingly unending times.

– I can't count the years on one hand. That we are together. I need the other one to hold you. Make you feel, make you feel better. – You started another one of the countless songs you had written for the two of you. The bar that night was full of people, all eyes on you, stunned by your physical and vocal beauty. Your melancholy air as you sing the verses were enchanting in the eyes of the audience, your way of guiding the song by feeling all the lyrics and their meaning was too beautiful for anyone to even dare take their eyes off you. - It is not easy to love each other. But when our fingers intertwine. Can't deny it, can't deny it, you're worth it. Because after all this time… – You sang every word remembering those heterochromatic eyes reflecting you, his gentleness in your first kiss was still a vivid memory in your mind – I still have a crush on you – You sang, loud enough to the microphone was not even needed at that time. And, it was at that moment that you saw an albino guy enter the place. His eyes couldn't believe it. Could it really be him? Had his pleas really had any effect on fate snaring your future again? Then, without thinking twice, you left the stage and started running towards the corner where the albino had headed and, in some corner, you saw him. It wasn't a lie. He really was there, with a small smile on his face and a notepad in one hand.

“L-Lys…” His voice came out in a whisper. It was so weird to see the love of her life again. Years had passed since she'd last seen him, and even after years apart, her heart was beating frantically in her chest like she was that reckless, bumbling teenager from Sweet Amoris.

– [Nickname] – Lysander's gaze at you was like an arrow to your heart. He kept that serene and caring look, that look… in love.

– Lysander! - Without thinking twice your legs instantly moved towards the boy, enveloping him in a warm hug and enjoying that smell so characteristic of the albino - I-I missed you... - You started to mumble, feeling the tears fill your eyes - I'm sorry… I'm sorry for leaving you. I'm sorry… - His voice was broken and full of pauses due to the intensity of the crying and the sobbing that started in an insistent way.

– I missed you too [Nickname] – The boy smiled, taking a hand to his hair and stroking it as he returned the hug and hid his face in his chest – We'll have plenty of time to talk – You heard the boy say, while he stayed trying to control her tears and sobs. – Because I, too, after all this time… I'm still into you.

[famej]

Heat

Lysander x Reader

The massive heatwave currently attacking the country forced you to stay cloistered inside your house instea of enjoying your vacation time outside.

Closing your shutters, turning on the AC, assembling refreshing snacks and water spraying bottles and wetting yourself was the primal survival guide.

Lysander’s hair were sticking to his face because of the sweat coating his skin.

Despite the heat, he insisted on keeping them down, at least he accepted to get out of his victorian clothes swapping them with light shorts and an exposed torso.

My attention was mostly glued to the TV but I kept on glancing at him, checking if he was alright. That lovely guy was so distracted that he could forget to take care of himself.

While I focused on uninteresting programs, he had his head lowered to one of his many notebooks, scribbling something.

Of course he didn’t notice how he looked . I shook my head and sat up, announcing my movements with the noise of the leather couch un-sticking itself from my skin, then leaned toward him. Delicately, I brushed the hair out of his face, pushing his longer strand behind his ear.

 After I executed thoses moves I backed away to admire him, but I found his eyes already focused on me, full of softness, as always.

« Thank you »

I smiled at him

« Wait »

I reached for the spray bottle and directed the tool at him.

« Close your eyes »

He did as I said and I sprayed him from his face down to his torso, letting tiny droplets of water to cover him.

As he reopened his eyes, I took great pleasure in observing the droplets on his lashes.

« Thank you, do you want me to spray you too ? »

« Yes, please »

I handed him the bottle, he accepte dit with a small smile. Lysander extrended his free hand to my face and pushed all my hair out, caressing my cheek with his thumb at the same occasion. I leaned into his touch closing mye yes to appreciate the pleasing contact.

 But before I could lose myself too much in the moment, a watery fog splashed my face, making me flinch in surprise.

As I opened eyes I found my boyfriend, grinning, even lettig out a chuckle at my astonished face.

« Sorry » I could tell he was trying hard to sound genuine through the fun he was having at my expense.

« Oh no, don’t give me that ! You’re not sorry at all » you laughed , grabbing the spray from his hand and did the same to him.

« I thought it would be a could idea to surprise you, you know ti spice things up betwee us. I heard it keeps up the flame in a relationship »

I quirked an eyebrow.

« I didn’t know you had such a sense of humor » I said, spraying him some more

Lysander grabbed my hand that was holding the spray, letting his fingers linger on mine, slowly sliding them to your upper arm. I was hypnotized by his touch, mye yes glued to his hand, following his every movement.

It carried on its path to your shoulder, neck until it settled on my cheek for the second time.

« Close you eyes »

I did so and waited eagerly for a kiss. But i got sprayed first receiving the water as well as the temperature shock it brought/came with. However, due to the crazily high heat, it felt as good as one of his kiss.

I opened mye yes again to see him get closer until hi slips finally met mine in a chaste kiss.

Lysander sat in his original position, laying his head on the back rest instead of returning to his notes.

I chose to fall against the back of the couch, sacrificing my right arm to the sticky leather.

« That felt amazing » you let out in a sigh

« Which one ? »

« Both »

He chuckled.

« I can’t find inspiration with this heat. I can’t wait for it to be over. We can’t even get close to each other without risking heatstroke

« Maybe I can help you find inspiration again »

He gave you a side glance, which I could barely identify as challenging, even lusty, a look rarely seen from him.

A smirk form on his face.

« What are your ideas ? »

[queenlakiefer]

[angelicspaceprince]

Missing You

Author: Toby

Title: Missing You

Pairing: Lysander/Reader

Character/s: Lysander Shoggoth, Scarafaggio Shoggoth

Word Count: 705 words

Warnings: N/A

Tags: @doyahearthatsound-after-dark, @sapphic-florals

Prompt: You’re struggling to sleep and feeling lonely after a week without your partner. Luckily for you, Lysander has the perfect solution to help you drift off without her.

Notes: So, basically, back in like, January/February, when the discord I was in was creating the dons based on Beetlejuice, I created a female don. I didn’t feel comfortable sharing her until now as she felt mostly incomplete, and now she is somewhat more rounded as a character and I feel ready to share her to the world. What you need to know is: She’s African British, she’s mute due to the abuse Juno put her through but can talk through touch telepathy, she’s 6’0, she practices witchcraft but more she has taken a bit from different types of magic practice to make her own, she’s demisexual and demiromantic, she hates Zhuk and she makes me and the other two in my mini server very gay. Renée is also her Ren clone, she just has different names for them. She is in no way a part of the ‘legit’ canon for @the-conglomerate ‘s dons, just someone I created and have been working on for a while and wanted to share with you all. And it’s short because its just an introductory post, really. Enjoy.

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Missing You

You had one hell of a week. You felt drained and tired and just. Alone. Lysander had gone with Scarafaggio to help with some issue or another revolving around his art museum, but a quick day trip had slowly lengthened into a two week one. You just needed her support, or someone to just hold you until your mind had resettled and you were able to continue on as normal.

You huff as you turn in your bed, reaching over for your phone. 2:44am. You groan before moving to lay on your back, mind racing. All you wanted to do was sleep, and usually when your anxiety was running high, Lysander would help you get back to sleep. Be it with one of her potions, her singing in your mind as she holds you close or with more…..vigorous activity, she always had a way to get you to sleep through the night and into the next morning.

But, of course, she wasn’t here.

You tug your phone out and move to text her, squinting as the bright light shines over your face.

‘You there?’

‘Hello love, what are you doing up?’ Her instant reply, concern evident in her words, causes you to smile.

‘Couldn’t sleep. I miss you.’ You send it, eying the screen as the three dots appear in the app as she types away her message.

‘Scarabee told me you were upset this evening. Do you want to talk about it?’ You screw up your face.

‘No. I want to just move on.’ You send it before you start to type again. ‘When will you be home?’

‘Tomorrow. I promise.’ A second after the message arrives, an image appears right beneath. It's a selfie of herself and Gio, the Italian looking less than impressed that Ly has distracted him from whatever he was doing to take this selfie, Ly’s usual bright smile on her face as she stares into the camera. They look like they are at Gio’s smaller home in New York, and the table they are sitting at is covered in papers written in a language you don’t understand. Still. It was good to see her face.

‘Gio doesn’t look happy.’

‘He never does.’ You snicker at the quick retort. ‘Is there anything you need? To get to sleep?’

Your grin widens as you cheekily type out your next message. ‘Some kisses would help.’

For a second, you don’t get a reply. It’s not until you feel the ghosting of something against your neck does your phone ding. ‘Better?’ 

Oh, you could almost feel her cockiness through the phone. ‘Sorry, what?’ You send back, melting into the bed as you feel a pair of arms wrap around you, lips pressing against your neck, up your jaw, across your cheeks, on your nose, each of your eyelids before finally against your lips as the weighted sensation of someone laying on top of you causes you to relax.

‘Now?’ You can see her smirk if you close your eyes, but at this moment, you don’t care.

‘I could use a few more.’ The second you send the text, you feel it. Her hands ghosting down your sides, cupping your cheeks as thumbs brush over them lightly, lips pressing against yours again and again before moving to kiss wherever she can on your face. If you could, you’d purr. Loudly in contentment. ‘I love you.’ You finally text her, body feeling at peace as your mind slowly starts to fog over with sleep.

‘I love you too. Do you want me to send Renée over to keep you company?’ You think about her offer.

‘No. I should be alright. Send my love to her though, and to Gio.’ You shift to your side, feeling as if someone was pressing up against you as their arms wrap around you. You look behind you, nothing. You smile before snuggling back into the bed, knowing that it was simply her projecting the sensation of not being alone onto you, but it was enough to make you feel loved and warm. ‘Thank you.’

‘Of course, sweetness. Sleep well. I’ll see you soon.’

You yawn before moving to turn off your phone. Tomorrow can’t come soon enough.

[famej]

Snow

( Lysander x Reader )

There was a few advantages to be on lockdown. One of them was on the snowy days. You just had to enjoy the outside without having any duty, thanks for still being a student.

« Hurry ! » you called out, leaning into the doorframe to check what Lysander was doing.

« Calm down, I’m putting on my shoes »

« Eyrja’s already rolling in the snow, there won’t be any left for us ! » I shouted

He stood up, his shoes now firmly attached to his feet, sporting a wintery victorian styled outfit which fitted him wonderfully.

« It’s still snowing, there will be plenty and that for the next few days »

He came next to you and pressed a kiss to the top of your head. You stood awestruck, forgetting your snow craving.

Lysander gave you a sweet smile and walked past you running on the thin cover of snow. He threw you a mischievous smile, at which you answer with a similar one before dashing behind him.

You ran by and jumped into the snowed grass leaving clear footsprints among the white carpet. It snowed really rarely and when it happened, the only thing you wanted was to jump in and play as much as possible, until it disappeared.

When the weather forecast had announced there would be snow, you’d annoyed your boyfriend everyday until it finally happened. And finally, here you were, enjoying the rare weather event.

Eyrja was running around, sometime rolling down on the ground to rub in the snow, leaving her wet and cold to shake herself dry right in front of you, splashing you in the process.

Lysander was watching from afar, your smile illuminating his day. And despite the overall mood caused by the pandemic, he found himself lucky not to be alone during this hardship. The two of you found comfort in each other’s company and had fun even through you had to take online classes and exams.

He stepped onto the grass, snow cracking under his feet as he walked toward you. You were now running around Eyrja, playing with her while she barked happily, trying to catch the occasional snowflake from time to time.

From the corner of your eye, you noticed his figure coming toward you and turned to him, your already prominent smile widening even more at the sight of him.

When he reached you, his gloved hands found your face and stoked the cold skin lovingly, your own found the back of his neck, playing with the base of his hair.

« You’re adorable » he said, he gentle voice making your heart beat faster.

You pushed on your tiptoes and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. When you got back flat on the ground, he didn’t let you the time to breath that his lips were back on yours, softly caressing yours. He left a multitude of little kisses on your lips, making you giggle at his cute behaviour.

« You’re the adorable one »

The two of you snuggled against each other, letting the snow fall over you, Eyrja hapilly playing around the two of you, feeling like in a fairy tale.

[airmid-the-shrimp-queen]

*REQUEST* You Are Perfect, My Love// Lysander X Chubby!Reader

(Mun note: Just because this is Ask Nathaniel blog doesn’t mean Mun doesn’t love Lys-baby as well... This was also requested by a peep c:)

  Ignoring evil comments by evil peers, you blocked them out by writing down poetry. Just as you were getting into your writing, a certain blonde demon who wears Prada took your journal out from under your pencil.

  “Oi, what do you think you’re doing?” You asked, your voice dangerously low.

  “Reading what the beached whale wrote.” Amber sneered.

  “Yeah, okay, give it back.” You hissed, glaring at Amber with your hand extended.

  “’And his eyes shine like emeralds and the shimmering of gold, his hair shines like platinum, his name is Lysander’ Pathetic!” Amber read aloud, ripping the page.

  “WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!” You yelled angrily at the girl-- No, demon. Amber simply left giggling like an evil brat.

  “Insufferable..!” You hissed, kneeling down and picking up your shredded journal. Someone else had knelt down and helped you pick up your destroyed journal.

  “Eh?! Oh! I-I.. Thanks Lysander..” You stuttered, evading your crush’s gaze.

  “It is no problem.. Shame she had to destroy something so beautiful..” Lysander spoke casually.

  “EH?! YOU HEARD THAT?!” You exclaimed. Lysander smiled at your reaction.

  “I just happened to walk in, and by the way, you are no beached whale.. You are the most perfect being I’ve had the chance to fall in love with.” Lysander said with a huge smile.

  “E-EH?!” You face broke out in a blush, “B-But I’m not--!” Lysander broke off your sentence with a surprisingly passionate kiss.

~End~