#cookie x lucious

[kawaiigirly21]

I know I'm so SUPER late but I wanna write an Empire story where my oc is the twin of Hakeem and just dealing with her family antics. She won't have much drama on her own but she tries to navigate through her family's. She'll be a singer on the label and regularly team up with Jamal. Definitely a Daddy's girl at heart and the MOST spoiled. She's attached to Cookie once she returns from jail and she practically worships the ground Andre walks on

[yesshewritestoo]

Ungodly Hour, ch. 1

Fallon sat in one of the recording studios with her father and Anika, notebook in hand. She wasn't sure why she was there, since she wasn't the one who would be inside the booth. The one inside the booth was V, one of the artists signed to Empire. Fallon rolled her eyes as V started singing. She didn't have anything against her, she just wished Lucious would actually let her sing the song she helped write. He said it would be a duet, and here Fallon was, on the outside of the booth, listening to V sing solo.

I would tell you that I love you tonight, But I know that I've got time on my side, Where you going? Why you leavin' so soon? Is there somewhere else that's better for you?

"That's not balanced," Lucious told the sound guy, adjusting the levels as V kept singing. Fallon sighed, resting her chin on her fist. It wasn't the sound, it was V. The song lacked emotion. Seemed like Lucious felt the same, since he stopped the track in the middle of her singing. "I need you to sing like you are going to die tomorrow. Like this is the last song you will ever sing. You hear me? Show me your soul in this music." He looked at the sound guy. "Hit it again."

He started the track again, and V picked up where she left off.

I would tell you that I love you tonight, But I know that I've got time on my side, Where you going? Why you leaving so soon? Is there somewhere else that's better for you? What is love, If you're not here with me? What is love, If it's not guaranteed? What is love, If it just ups..?

V stopped singing, waiting for a reaction from Lucious. He was quiet, spaced out. Fallon stood up, putting her hand on her father's shoulder. "Dad." He finally came back, noticing the eyes on him.

"You okay, boss man?" the sound guy asked.

"It's not there yet," Lucious said, standing up.

"Still?" Anika asked, watching him walk.

"Bunkie, wake up," Lucious told his cousin, who was currently having a power nap on one of the couches. "Wake your ass up!" He walked into the booth with V.

"Nik," Fallon called, getting her attention. She stood next to her. "Is Dad okay?" This wasn't the first time Lucious has zoned out in the middle of something. In these last few months, it seemed Lucious had been paying no attention to her at all. He didn't do much of that before, but now he didn't even do the bare minimum.

Anika looked down at Fallon, arms folded. "You know how your father is. He's just stressed," she dismissed. Fallon didn't think that was fully true, but didn't say anything.

"Yeah, I heard we were going public."

"How'd you find out about that?" Fallon looked at Anika with a knowing look. "Becky?" Fallon nodded. That girl couldn't keep a secret to save her life. The two chuckled as Lucious walked out of the booth, telling the sound guy to hit it again, for the third time.

And there it was. The emotion that was missing. She finally pulled it together. She sounded good, as much as Fallon hated to admit it. But V was her friend, so she was happy for her.

"Wow," Fallon smiled.

"She is truly magical," Lucious mused. "I mean, her voice, her lyrics–"

Fallon didn't hear the last part of his sentence. Her lyrics. Her lyrics? Most of the lines V was singing were written by Fallon, and he had the nerve to call the lyrics hers?

"Right," Fallon scoffed, leaving the room.

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"I don't like it," Imani put her hands on her hips. She and Jamal were playing around, making a beat for a song Jamal wrote. Empire was throwing a yacht party, and all of the Lyons were there, enjoying themselves. Andre was walking around with his wife, Ronda, Hakeem was preoccupied with women in bikinis, feeding him shrimp, and Fallon was probably somewhere with Anika.

"What?" Jamal asked, letting the headphones rest on his neck. "You think you can do better than me or somethin'?"

Imani nodded, "Absolutely. May I?"

Jamal chuckled. "A'ight," he nodded. "Go for it."

Imani pulled her locs up into a ponytail as Jamal slid over on the seat in front of the piano. "I would do something like this." She played a few notes as Jamal held the headphones in between them so they both could hear the music. She smiled, seeing her brother bopping his head to the new beat.

Jamal nodded his head, smiling. "Okay," he nudged Imani. "I like that."

"You're welcome," Imani stood from the seat, seeing Hakeem coming down the stairs.

"Don't get cocky, now," Jamal chuckled.

"Empire state of mind," Hakeem started, making his way down the stairs. "Let's go!" He danced his way over to the soundboard. Imani laughed as the two shared the soundboard, moving in sync as they made a beat together.

Things are looking up, I'm ready for tonight, I feel good, real good, Can't nobody hold me down, I'm gonna take advantage of, All these flashing lights, Cause it's the best time, the best time for it, We can do it,

Imani laughed, moving away from the soundboard over to Jamal. She pulled her phone up to her lips, using it as a makeshift microphone.

Can't nobody tie me down, If you want I got it, Tomorrow's not promised,

Jamal laughed, looking up at his sister. She just read the lyrics for the song five minutes before they started playing around. And there she was, singing it like she wrote it. Just completely care free. He loved to see it.

So live inside the mo...ment, Tell me, what are we waiting for? Oh, what the hell are we waiting for?

Imani looked up at the balcony, seeing the oldest Lyon, Andre, standing there, looking over them with Ronda. She smiled, throwing them a wave. Andre gave a nod, and Ronda smiled down at her.

Hakeem moved away from the soundboard, adjusting the hat on his head. He stepped around Imani, starting to freestyle.

Yo, Mal, Yo, when I was five years old, I realized there was a road at the end, Pretty girls, cars and bank rolls, Gold and platinum plaques...

Imani danced around, making her way to the front of the piano. She sat down next to Jamal, watching his fingers glide across the keys. Hakeem continued freestyling.

Gotta believe in yourself and gotta know your worth, I did it clean as a whistle, stayed away from dirt, Ah, I told you I'mma get it, Everybody, they talkin' I dreamt about how I'm livin' Reality was written, I put effort in my vision, That's why I hustle so hard, To be the best that ever did it, oh!

Hakeem snatched the sunglasses off of his face, looking at his siblings. Those three were a force to be reckoned with whenever they sang together. If Fallon was with them, she'd add a whole new dimension to the sound with her enchanting, almost siren-like voice. Those four together would send Empire off the charts, if Lucious ever gave Jamal, Imani, and Fallon the time of day.

[infiniteimaginings]

hello, good afternoon. Forgive my English, it's not my language so I use a translator. I would love a romantic story between Monty Montgomery with a male reader who also loves reptiles (especially snakes). It could be with a happy ending, with Monty and the male reader taking care of the Baudelaire brothers. thanks in advance 🤗

Caretakers (Monty Montgomery x Male!Reader)

Summary: You and your husband meet the Baudelaire children and take care of them! Pronouns: You/Yours, He/Him Warnings: None Word Count: 2.3k A/N: This is just sweet, I promise. Thank you for requesting. lots of love! <33

The Baudelaire children Violet, Klaus, and Sunny were all taken to their new caretaker's home by the banker Mr. Poe. They were quite wary of their new caretaker as their previous one, Count Ola, had only been chosen through manipulation in order to steal all of their fortune that their parents left for them. All they new about this new caretaker is that his name was Dr. Montgomery Mongomery and that he was their father’s cousin's wife's brother.

As the old styled, baby blue car pulled into gates, Violet looked out the window, Sunny in her lap securely. She saw the clouds of white in the great blue sky, different from where they last stayed. The sky had been gray, dark, as if the area had not seen light for years.

Violet's brother, Klaus, did the same as she did, looking out the window. Once his eyes gazed to peer out the old car window he was met with lucious green shrubs in the shapes of reptiles. The designed lawn simply continued so the boy shifted to look out the front windshield, VIolet noticing and doing the same.

The three Baudelaire children observed a large stone house they were getting close to, the driveway was quite long, and they passed by beautiful shrubs and a large center piece of green and flowers. The exterior of the home only made the children smile, though they did, they still didn’t get their hopes up. They didn’t know who Dr.Mongomery was, they didn’t know how he acted, or what he would do with them.

Mr. Poe parked in front of the few steps at the front of the car, exiting the vehicle. He gestured for the children to do the same, to which they did.

The four of them walked up the steps and Mr. Poe rang the doorbell, mouth covered with his handkerchief to cover up his cough. The doorbell was ever so loud, ringing in their heads in an echo, Klaus’s hands came to Sunnys head to muffle it for the baby who babbled about the doorbell being unpleasant and deafening.

They stood at the front door for a moment, no one coming to open the door quite yet. Before Mr. Poe got the chance to ring the blaring doorbell again, the brown, wooden front door opened.

When it opened completely they were met with the sight of a man. He was slightly short, he had slightly dark skin, black hair, brown eyes, and a mustache that looked like squiggles at the ends. He had a wide smile and light in his eyes when he took notice of the children, barely paying mind to Mr. Poe other than a friendly nod.

His energy was warm, bright, very different from Count Olaf. When the door opened the scene of cookies and tea filled their senses, and they weren’t even in the home yet. The Baudelaires couldn’t help the hopeful smiles that etched onto their expressions, sighing out a breath of relief to such a kind looking man.

From the way Mr. Poe wasn’t concerned at the sight of him, the children assumed this was Dr. Montgomery. He nodded at a thought he had, “Hello hello hello! You must be the Baudelaires!” He spoke with a seemingly British accent. He was welcoming, his teeth showing as he made silly faces to Sunny who giggled.

Mr. Poe nodded and responded with a ‘yes’, the man in the doorway nodded as the answer, standing straight, showing more of his striped button up. “This is perfect timing, because my husband has just finished frosting this delicious coconut cream cake.” He explained, turning and grabbing forks, telling everyone to take one as he walked into the house.

Everyone followed him, looking around. The entryway had burgundy carpet, a stained-glass light fixture on the ceiling. It was a large entry room and had a grand staircase that led to the second floor.

Violet sniffed the air, smelling the baked goods with a smile. She looked to Klaus who had the same look on his face, everything seemed nice so far. She moved her hair behind her shoulder, “Thank you, Dr. Montgomery.” She spoke, following behind him to wherever he was walking, Sunny on her side in her arms.

Dr. Montgomery turned, shaking his finger with a grin, “Please, call me Monty!” He suggested, opening his mouth to say something more.

“He doesn’t like fancy titles unless they get him a discount at the movies.” A voice said from behind Monty, interrupting him. When the man turned around his eyes softened, at the sight of you. His smile turned from excited to gentle and he walked over to you as you emerged from what seemed to be the kitchen. He wrapped his arm around your waist, kissing your temple softly. You held up a plate of cake since your husband's arms were around you. He continued to hold your waist as he turned to the children, “He’s right." He spoke quietly before turning his attention back to the children, "Do you like going to the movies?” He asked the three who nodded.

The conversation didn’t go much further into that topic other than the promise that they would go a lot. Monty introduced you to the Buadelaires who said their Hellos, you offered them pieces of coconut cream cake.

“You must be Violet, the inventor.” You spoke, handing her a piece of cake to which she took with a smile. Monty unraveled himself from your side, taking a different slice to give to Klaus, “And you are Klaus, the reader.” He hummed and Klaus nodded, taking the cake gently.

You looked at the baby in Violet's arms and offered a piece of cake, “And you must be Sunny, would you like some cake?” You asked but Klaus answered for the baby.

“My sister prefers very hard food.”

The answer was unusual and strange but it wasn’t strange enough for the couple standing in front of them.

Monty nodded, “That’s unusual for a baby, not so for many snakes. Perhaps Sunny would prefer a raw carrot?” He offered and the baby happily took it, munching on it as everyone continued to converse.

There was another piece of cake left that you offered to Mr. Poe who politely declined, saying he should get going. You smiled at him and walked to the kitchen, placing the rest of the cake into the kitchen. “There are plenty of treats, drinks, and snacks in the kitchen whenever you all want some.” You hummed to them and the Baudelaires thanked you quietly. They were polite, but they seemed nervous, you understood that quite well.

Mr. Poe was telling the Baudelaires how they could call him if they needed anything as you walked back in but Monty interrupted him with a genuine smile, “They won’t need anything from you, they are in our care now and we will dedicate ourselves to them.” He spoke, his tone was kind enough, but the implication that Poe had thought they would not be taken care of seemed to have irked him.

Klaus noticed this and quickly spoke up, “Our parents' fortune can't be used until Violet comes of age.”

The comment surprised the two of you, you furrowed your brows in confusion, looking at Monty. He frowned at you, putting a hand on your shoulder, “I understand you all have been through a lot with your previous caretaker.” He spoke softly, eyes showing truth to his words. You nodded, “But, we don’t care about your parents fortune.” You explained to them, the comment made the three a bit skeptical.

You walked to them, crouching down a bit to be leveled with them, “We do not need your fortune, we only care that you all are safe, and feel cared for.” You continued on, your smile was sad, as were your eyes but you were genuine.

The Baudelaires seemed visibly relaxed at your words and that was enough for you to back away from them.

Mr. Poe had noticed it was time for him to leave and Monty hastily rushed him out of the home until the door was closed. “Apologies if I seemed rude to the…banker.” He spoke, stopping himself from rolling his eyes. “He just strikes a small nerve with me, he was the reason you were placed with that-” He was going to continue to speak until he noticed the look on your face. A look he was familiar with, a look that said ‘be quiet’, and he did.

The older two followed his gaze to your hard look that softened when they looked at you. You clapped your hands, “How about we show you all to some rooms and you guys can decide which rooms you would like to stay in?” You offered, the idea made everyone in the room nod and follow you. Monty gently whispered to the group as you walked up the stairs, “Some of the rooms have his touch in them, he really wanted you all to like it here.” He told them, rushing up the stairs to catch up. Violet and Klaus walked up with them, a bit excited. Sunny bobbled along in Violet's arms, curious to see what was in store as well.

The day went on with you and Monty showing the children to their rooms, feeding them, showing them pictures, giving them a tour, and telling them stories. The two of you answered any questions the Baudelaires had for them. They asked anything along the lines of how did you guys know their parents, how you guys met, and what you do for work.

You two happily explained your line of work had to do with reptiles, but more excitedly for the two of you, snakes. The two of you were Herpetologists and met while doing fieldwork to study an extremely venomous snake.

“What kind of snake?” Klaus asked, looking through some of the study books through the reptile room his new caretakers were showing him and his siblings.

Your eyes lit up at the question, “The saw-scaled viper.” You answered quickly, standing in the middle of the room, keeping your eyes on Violet who was near the cages, and Sunny who was on the table near Monty.

Monty nodded, “It’s one of the deadliest snakes found in the middle east.” He explained, showing Sunny some images of snakes as he gave her another carrot.

Violet's fingers ran along the metal of the cage, a bit of her was fearful of grazing the scales of the snake. You noticed her fear and reassured her, “None of the snakes in cages with metal bars are venomous, especially not that one.” You told her, walking over to the area. “This one is an african egg eating snake.” You explained, opening the cage, but looking at her before you opened it any wider.

Violet gave you a nervous look but you assured her with a nod that it was okay. She eventually took a deep breath and let you take the snake out the cage. It wrapped around your hand and you held the head gently, showing her that the snake had no fangs. “She only eats eggs, she’s no bark and no bite, I promise.” You told her and she smiled as she observed the reptile.

After a while in the reptile room the Baudelaires all washed up and headed to bed. You and Monty said goodnight to each of the Buadelaires together, telling them that they could come eat and come get one of you whenever they needed something.

After putting them to sleep, you and Monty went downstairs to eat the last slice of cake.

After a bit of silence you suddenly started chuckling and Monty looked up at you with a raised brow, “What is it?” He asked you, chewing at the cake. You shook your head, “You looked terrified.” You told him, laughing a little louder before clasping your hand over your mouth as to not wake the children.

Monty looked at you bewildered, eyes wide as he swallowed his cake harshly. “You could tell?” He asked, his body deflating. He was now completely leaning on the counter and you laughed even more, rubbing his shoulder. “Of course I could, they couldn’t though, believe me.” You explained to him and he just looked up at you with nervousness in his eyes. You rubbed your hand in circles from his shoulder to his back, “They were nervous too, don’t worry.”

Monty sighed, puffing air out of his cheeks as he slowly slid to the ground, you sitting next to him when you noticed what he was doing. “I just want them to feel safe, I mean Olaf just…” He trailed off, putting his face in his hands. You put your head on his shoulder, holding his hand to remove it from his face. “They will be safe, I know we haven’t taken care of actual children before but…” You began, sighing with a smile, “I know we’ll make them feel safe and happy.” You told him quietly.

He turned his head to you, moving your noses together, “How are you always so right and amazing?” He asked you, his brown eyes looking deeply into yours. You smiled at him, rolling his eyes, “Well one of us has to be.” You teased, he laughed a bit at your words. He moved forward, pressing the two of your lips together gently in a gentle kiss that tasted of coconut cream pie and lemonade from earlier.

Through the silence and soft kisses, the two of you didn’t hear the sound of footsteps retreating back up the stairs. Klaus and Violet, who was holding Sunny, were smiling at each other in their pajamas. They wanted to look around a bit, curious to see if the two of you were genuine in your intentions but that was all they needed.

Violet put Sunny back to sleep in her room, closing the door quietly, face to face with Klaus. Klaus adjusted his glasses, “I think this will be good for us.” He spoke in a hushed whisper, Violet nodded. “They’re nice.” She spoke with a grin and Klaus was the one who nodded this time.

The two walked to their respective room doors, opening them slightly.

“Goodnight Violet.”

“Goodnight Klaus.”

For the first time since their parents died, they were excited to wake up the next morning. Almost too excited to go to sleep once they reached their beds, smiles hurting their cheeks. This would be good for them, to live with the uncles who were happy together. Maybe the Baudelaires could be just as happy with them.

[zalrb]

Hey! So i know you’re a big Nick x June shipper. But I don’t think I’ve ever read any posts on your opinion of Fred and Serena. This is kinda random but do you think Serena and Fred have a similar dynamic to Lucious and Cookie? Like that “we’re incredibly toxic and even violent to each other but also I’ll kill for you” type of dynamic. Fred has killed for Serena before like Lucious has for Cookie.

Oh, that's just because I don't care about Fred or Serena as characters or as a couple. I think the only time I was ever vaguely interested in them was when they go searching for June and we overhear their argument at the house and I was like, it would be entertaining to watch this acerbic, toxic marriage with two horrible people who hate each other and they slowly implode but instead the show decided to start painting Serena as some sort of victim and I went back to not caring.

I wouldn't compare them to Cookie and Lucious for a few reasons.

Fred does kill for Serena but Serena has to question his manhood for him to even go there, he doesn't get there himself. She effectively tells him to grow some balls.

Lucious simply does not play about Cookie and never did. Even when she was Barry's girlfriend, Lucious kicked his ass just because and informed him that they were no longer together. That's during the beginning of their love story

by the time that they're adults, and he's whooping Angelo's ass, it's like well, yeah, that's what he does for Cookie.

2. They don't communicate their love for each other through destruction and anger the way that Cookie and Lucious do.

Lucious only starts seeing Angelo as a real threat to his relationship to Cookie when Cookie goes off on him and Jamal says the only person he's ever seen her get that angry at is Lucious

because that's how they know the other one cares. Cookie throws a shoe at Lucious and when he doesn't react, she's disappointed because it's as though he doesn't care enough to go off on her.

Serena and Fred don't do that. What they did for a little while was treat June and breaking June's spirit and breaking her psyche and breaking her will and breaking her emotional fortitude as a common ground that they could partake in as a married couple to distract from the fact that they actually can't stand each other anymore

before that, Serena uses June, specifically Nick and June, as a sort of weapon against Fred, like in 2x05. She tries to tell him about her day, and he doesn't care

so she brings up Nick and June because she knows Fred has this obsession with her to sort of give him that little dig that she finds solace in Nick

but they also share in the revelry of breaking them apart

3. Cookie and Lucious are depicted as soulmates despite and sort of because of their toxicity. No matter how many times they hurt each other (mostly Lucious hurting Cookie), no matter how many times they betray each other (again, same thing), there's an unshakable love that brings them back each time.

While we see that Fred and Serena had loved each other in the past, we're not meant to believe that they're soulmates that can withstand and thrive off of their own mutual destruction.

[tvandenneagram]

Empire: Cookie Lyon - Type cp 6w7

Cookie is loyal, protective and caring. At her core, she always puts her family first and will do anything for them.

At her best, Cookie is driven and becomes less reactive towards those around her. She is able to handle conflict with Lucious and manage the record labels with more confidence and assurance in herself. She is a very talented producer and is sure of her talents, but as she grows, she trusts her instincts more when others challenge her.

At her worst, Cookie can be volatile and gets anxious thinking about the worst case scenario. Sometimes when she is stressed, she lets her emotions get the better of her and will lash out at those she loves. This can be seen with how she treats Hakeem when she feels like he has turned his back on her and the family.

Cookie is willing to put herself in bad situations to try and help her family. She goes away to prison for 17 years as she believes that it will be the best way to keep her children secure. She genuinely believes Lucious will become a star and that his success will allow her children to have a better life away from the hardships they have faced on the streets. She is also loyal to her family and wouldn’t ever consider snitching on Lucious and turning him in as a way of saving herself.

Cookie has a big heart and when she cares about someone will work hard to keep them a part of her circle. Despite Porsha being somewhat incompetent and more problematic than she’d like, Cookie has a soft spot for her and is willing to keep her around. Even when she fires her she ends up hiring her back as her assistant, and believes that she can trust Porsha and therefore extends the same back to her. 

She is also the biggest supporter for her artists and is one of the first people to advocate for Tiana and give her the opportunities she deserves. Cookie does the same thing in her relationships with Lucious and her sons as she will always put their interests above other people. Despite Lucious making many mistakes and treating her poorly, she remains loyal to him through many ups and downs.

Cookie has a wing 7 as she is more extroverted and emotional than a wing 5 might be.

Tri-type: cp6w7 - 8w7 - 3w2

Some quotes to describe Cookie’s motivations:

“You keep forgetting one thing, Lucious. You can’t keep Cookie down.”

“Lyon Dynasty is our company, but Empire is our legacy.”

“You lose your soul when you feel like the worlds forgotten you.”

“Yeah, Difficult. I know the word. You see, y'all like to toss us to the side when you can't control us anymore because you're lazy and you don't want to do your job.”

“A girl should be like a butterfly, easy to see but hard to catch.”

“Don't stop when you're tired, stop when you're done.”

“Everybody want's to be Beyonce but you don't want to put in the time.”

“Better be glad I don't feel like no scene today, because I'd shut it down.”

[officialvladimirputin]

I swear to god if Lucious and Cookie dont end up together and happy I will fuck the writers up

[latenightedit]

[stcrtrek]

After all those dramatic seasons of them being horribly toxic and bad for each other, Cookie and Lucious now being married, equal partners in life and business, trusting each other, Lucious especially treating Cookie right, not being toxic... it was almost too good to believe at first but now I just love it so much.

[dpromophotospal-blog]

#Empire 5x01 "Steal From The Thief" Season 5 Episode 1 Sneak Peek Promotional Photos & Synopsis #EmpireFox #EmpireSeason5 

[iwentbacktoartschool]

When you’re trapped behind people walking SLOOOOWLY

[ahoyships]

Lucious: But I can’t live without you!

Cookie: Then die!

[ishugavery]

Taraji P. Henson for SavagexFenty

[yesshewritestoo]

Ungodly Hour, empire

Fallon and Imani Lyon have had everything handed to them as far as the material things go. A new car? Got it. Yves Saint Laurent shoes that haven't even been released yet? Done. The only thing they ever had to work for was music. They knew their father wasn't just gonna make space on the label for them, so they had to prove that they were supposed to be a part of Empire. And they would, once they get their father to listen to at least one of their songs.

Imani was seven when Cookie went to jail. Her mother was her best friend, and she would talk to her anytime she could. She, Jamal, and Cookie's relationship with each other through the seventeen years they'd been apart. She was hanging out at Jamal's, when her best friend showed up outside his apartment, seeing the siblings for the first time in seventeen years.

Fallon doesn't know who Cookie Lyon is. She was only ten months old when Cookie got locked up, and Lucious made it a point to rarely speak to or about her. He was too focused on Empire and Hakeem to bring her up, anyway. The only two people she actually looked to for guidance was Imani and Anika, her father's girlfriend. Anika and Fallon's relationship was that of sister, more so than a maternal relationship. The two would hang out all the time, be each other's shoulder to cry on and everything. So, when a woman finds herself in her father's office, claiming to be her mother, she doesn't know how to respond.

[toomucharitime]

[zalrb]

So after seeing the Kyle x Max posts, which tv/movie couples have the best banter?

Kyle and Maxine, Living Single (duh)

Hildy and Walter, His Girl Friday

Joe and Kathleen, You’ve Got Mail

Dan and Blair, Gossip Girl

Ae Ra and Dong Man, Fight My Way

Eun Tak and Shin, Goblin: The Lonely and Great God

Randall and Beth, This Is Us

Rufus and Lily, Gossip Girl

Summer and Seth, The O.C.

Merlin and Arthur, Merlin

Finn and Poe, The Rise of Skywalker 

Barney and Robin, HIMYM

Harry and Sally, When Harry Met Sally

Jeff and Britta, Community

Danny and Mindy, The Mindy Project

Nick and Jess, New Girl

Cookie and Lucious, Empire

Ron and Hermione, Harry Potter

“That idiot, Hogwarts champion?” said Ron as they pushed their way through the chattering crowd toward the staircase.“He’s not an idiot.  You just don’t like him because he beat Gryffindor at Quidditch,” said Hermione.  "I’ve heard he’s a really good student - and he’s a prefect.“She spoke as though this settled the matter.“You only like him because he’s handsome,” said Ron scathingly.“Excuse me, I don’t like people just because they’re handsome!” said Hermione indignantlyRon gave a loud false cough, which sounded oddly like “Lockhart!”

[tvandenneagram]

Empire: Lucious Lyon - Type 3w4

Lucious is manipulative, ambitious and deceitful. He is single-mindedly focused on the success of his company and will do anything to achieve it.

At his best, Lucious grows more tolerant of his son Jamal and realises his talent. He softens and begins to think more about his family’s wellbeing instead of putting all of his energy into Empire.

At his worst, Lucious is cutthroat and callous. He takes an ‘any means necessary’ approach to his life and will even resort to murder to get what he wants. For example, he murdered Bunkie who had been his close friend for decades and let Cookie take the fall for him so he could be successful.

Lucious came from a very poor background and yearned for a better life. He constantly hustled and worked very hard to achieve his goals. Lucious is very ashamed of his past and tries to hide his humble beginnings. He believes himself to be better than where he came from and even changed his name to distance himself from his old life. Lucious is so ashamed and secretive about his background that nobody (not even Cookie) knows that his real name is Dwight.

Lucious is singularly focused on his company and building a legacy for himself. In the first season this is especially apparent as Lucious thinks he is dying and needs to make sure he has someone to pass everything down to. Lucious looks at life like a competition and this is how he approaches finding his successor. He pits his children against each other and makes them compete for his admiration, with the hopes of becoming the new head of Empire.  

Lucious is always hungry for more money and power. He is constantly looking for ways to build his company and believes Empire to be the ‘best’ record label. For example, he makes his company go public with an IPO because of the greater earning potential. Lucious is also always on the hunt for new artists to build Empire’s brand. He tends to be a workaholic and spends most of his time concerned with improving the Empire.

Lucious has a wing 4 as he has a creative streak (which he channels through his music). He also has a general attitude that he is his achievements, which is often seen in 3w4s. 

Tri-type: 3w4 - 8w9 - 6w5

Some quotes to describe Lucious’s traits and motivations:

“You see son, sometimes you gotta be willing to sacrifice your queen in order to win the game”

“Witness as Empire becomes synonymous with American culture.”

“The streets couldn't defeat me. Disease couldn't kill me. Even God can't kill me. The day will come when Lucious Lyon will return.”

“You have to understand, when a man in my position says 'please,' it means something … When a man like me says 'hear me out,' you hear me out, 'cause your life could depend on it.”

“You know how God made man in his image? I’m making Hakeem in my image. God didn’t need no help, and neither do I.”