#I had to draw Lysandre with a beard

[lemoonthetwink]

More LL scketchbook ft Lysandre, Nyacromancy Felix, a judgmental Rime and Stella

[leggerefiore]

Hi! Can we get one with Archie, Maxie, Lysandre, and Cyrus where they're in the shower, so the reader brings them a change of clothes. However, the reader tried their clothes on first as they look in the mirror and mimic their partner, then their partner comes out of the shower to see them in their clothes?

( I hope this makes sense 🥲)

cw: fluff

characters: Archie, Maxie, Lysandre, Cyrus

You sighed as your boyfriend's clothes laid on the bed. The shower could be heard running from the attached bathroom. It was clear that he had forgotten them when he went off to clean up. Picking them up, you headed into the room to leave them on the counter. Yet, as you did, the mirror caught your eye curiously. The clothes in your hands were distinct… Fascinating even. They gave a certain signature presence to your boyfriend as he wore them. A sight that was impossible to not recognise. You picked up a piece of it and had an idea. He would not be out of the shower for a decent while longer, as he had just gotten up and needed to wake up still.

🌧Archie🌊

💧 The Aqua Leader slid open the shower with a yawn to reach for a towel he had laid nearby on the toilet. He would have simply continued onwards to dry himself off – his dark hair dribbling water endlessly onto his face. Instead, he spied you after he dried his face off. You stood wearing his wetsuit and bandana. He cocked up a brow as you struck a confident hand on hips pose. What were you doing? A chuckle came from when you suddenly startled, spying him in the reflection of the mirror. Turning your head to meet his real gaze, he finished wrapping the towel around his waist and stepped towards you. The suit really did not fit you all too well, but he thought it looked adorable on you. He debated having one made for you even… There was a certain appeal to you donning an Aqua uniform that he would not deny. Besides, he already saw you a member. Why not just make it official?

💧 “Is this you trying to take over my crew?” he teased you lightly, bringing his arms around your waist and burying his face into your nape. “Guess you are one of the top people I'd trust to Aqua if I ever stepped down…” Archie mumbled. You grew a bit flustered at his words, drawing out another chuckle from him. He thought you were far too cute. Really, a nice surprise this morning for him. It certainly was helping wake him up. His hands travelled to play with the anchor chain around your neck as he took in your body wearing his clothes again. “Though, do you think you could pull off a beard? It's an important part of my look, Luvdisc–” You cut him off by kissing him.

☀️Maxie🌋

🪨 The Magma Leader slid open the shower door and reached out for a small towel to wrap up his hair and dry his face. At first, there was little to take in since he had not yet put on his glasses. He was vaguely aware that you were in the bathroom, but when he finally put them on, he stood shocked. You had dressed yourself up in his Magma uniform and stood in a stiff pose with your arms locked behind your back. Your face was forced into a neutral expression. He was momentarily shocked. What… were you doing? What was this? He had no idea why you were wearing his clothes. It was far too early for this. There was no caffeine in his body yet. With his towel wrapped around him, he stepped toward you with a befuddled expression. You turned to meet his gaze with a now playful expression.

🪨 “May I inquire as to why you are wearing my clothes?” His hands rested firmly on his hips. He doubted that you wanted to take over Magma… Really, only one person seemed to have that goal for some reason, that was unknown to him. “There is no opening for you to fill at this time,” he shook his head. You pouted at him before quickly switching to mimic his expression. He nearly let out a shriek when you reached over to snag his glasses. Maxie was glaring at you as you placed them on your face. “Those are prescription!” he warned, “… Really… What has come over you? It's too early for this…” You decided to have some mercy on the redhead by placing a sweet kiss on his cheek. His face then matched his (covered) hair.

🔥Lysandre🍷

☕️ As he slid open the shower door, he carefully dried off his face. He had heard you come in and expected that you had brought him his clothes. As his attention moved to the counter, he stared at you. His suit was far too big on you as you attempted some serious pose. The Flare Boss pondered what in the world you were doing, alongside how strangely adorable it was to see you in his ill-fitted clothing. It was almost comedic how badly they were suited to your body. Granted, it was especially tailored to him, and he was not a normally sized person. Striding to your side, he watched as your expression morphed into shock for a moment. He gave a soft smile. You were so adorable… Utterly precious. Simply next to his idea of beauty in such a high regard… He could not resist you in any way, it seemed. His hand cupped your cheek as though you were made of fragile glass.

☕️ “How adorable you are, my love,” he said simply as his piercing eyes met your own. The usual terrifying passion that burned in them was replaced with a softer ember, showing how true his feelings for you were. “Are you wishing to imitate me?” he questioned, wondering just what drew you to the idea of wearing his clothes. Your cheeks grew warm. His gaze softened further. All the ugliness and cruelty in this world… It all felt miles away when he was with you. His thumb stroked your cheek softly. “… Do you wish to have a suit like mine? I will have one made for you at once…” His heart raced at the thought of you joining Flare and working with him for his beautiful world, “All you have to do is ask…” You proceeded to just catch him unawares by standing up taller and pressing a kiss to his lips. He eagerly returned the affection.

🌌Cyrus🛰

☄️ The exhaustion in Cyrus's bones seemed unable to leave as he finally turned off the shower and stepped out. He had heard the door opened and figured that you had brought him his clothing that he had forgotten in his morning tiredness. Drying his face and wrapping his towel around himself, he glanced at the counter. You stood there, wearing his clothing. Your arms were locked behind your back in a stiff pose that he usually took on. His clothing fit you a bit strangely. He was mostly confused as to why you were even wearing his clothing. It was a strange look on you… Though, he supposed, it may have had its appeal. Well, were he not so tired. He strode towards you wordlessly, placing a hand on your shoulder simply to catch your attention.

☄️ “… Beloved, what is this?” he asked, face deathly serious. It was almost comparable to telling him that his company building was burning and all his precious work was trapped inside. You shifted nervously. Why did he look so… mad? He sighed. It was obvious that something had now made you nervous. His uniform looked odd on you… The sleeves were just a tad too long, hanging over your hands. The pants were similar. The vest hung on your strangely. Why did…? Why did his cheeks feel warm? He swallowed. “May I ask that you return my clothing?” he spoke softly, trying to mask whatever strangeness was happening to him. You apparently caught onto it, however. Suddenly, you pulled him in for a kiss, shocking him. He could not understand why both you wearing his clothing and this simple show of affection made his heart race so much. All he could do was curse spirit for drawing such strange things out of him.