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puppytears222 · 6 months
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intro post!
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hiii!
my name is lyddie, and im a bsd fanfic writer! im mostly looking to improve my writing skills, so feel free to send me any requests and ill try my best to write them all out!
charaters i write for: pretty much anyone in the ada, pm, and doa. characters i dont write for are most of the guild characters with the exception of lucy and fitzgerald (i dont know the rest very well)
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puppytears222 · 6 months
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a small kind of love
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⋆₊⁺⋆ ♡ ⋆⁺₊⋆; Philia; Friendly love
⋆₊⁺⋆ ♡ ⋆⁺₊⋆ Storge; Familial love
platonic!teen Reader x Fyodor
What was it exactly that made Fyodor so fond of you, so caring of this teenage girl? Was it the way she seemed so open? The way she never saw the bad in the things around her? Perhaps. But one thing Fyodor knows for sure. This girl is precious, and made his cold heart melt, soften just for her.
He found you that one fated day by the river; as he was passing by on a nightly stroll. The stars were so bright that night, he remembered. So was the moon. And thanks to those two celestial sources of light, he was able to see you. A young girl, crouched by the river bank, her face buried in her knees. Sniffling, like on the verge of tears. Where did this strange girl come from? He decided he wanted to find out. But make no mistake; he did not care for you, not yet.
And so, he approached you, making sure to keep some distance between the two of you as he stood to your side. He was a cold man, so arrogant and proud, and oh so distant. But you were young and already so upset- he didn't want to scare you off. So, he put on a smile, though not genuine, and softened his voice.
"It is not safe for a young girl to be out so late."
And you looked up at him, those big eyes filled with tears- so red and puffy he remembers, like you've been crying for hours on end.
"...I know, mister."
He chuckled softly at the name. Mister. It seems you were a polite girl. He looked down at your teary, puffy eyes... but that didn't sway him. If you had an ability- well he wasn't above using and manipulating children for his plan. So, he leaned down a bit, so that he could look you in the eye. A fake look of sympathy in his eyes.
"Then why are you out here, little one? Nowhere else to go?"
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