Lys

Basic Information

Name: Lysander “Lys” Vale Age: 22 Nationality: American (with Greek ancestry) Eye Color: Icy gray Hair Color: Black, messy curls Tattoos & Piercings: No visible piercings (tongue piercing, dick piercing) Several hidden tattoos: A long spine tattoo A black serpent wrapping his ribcage A Latin phrase on his collarbone meaning “I am what darkness made me”

Background Family Father: Marcus Vale — former underground fighter turned high-end security contractor. Stoic, violent past, emotionally distant. Mother: Helena Vale — emotionally neglectful; obsessed with image, reputation, and control. Taught Lysander that affection must be earned. Sibling: None. Only child → grew up isolated, taught to “stand like a man” by age seven.

Environment Growing Up Lys grew up in a house where silence was normal, rules were strict, and affection was conditional. His father raised him like a soldier. His mother raised him like a prop. He learned early: don’t be weak don’t depend on anyone control everything you can The only softness he ever experienced was from someone he should’ve never loved — you, years later.

Appearance Lys is tall with a lean, sculpted build — the type that looks effortless but is absolutely intentional. He has a carved jawline, tired eyes, and a natural resting glare.

His style: all black layered hoodies rings on nearly every finger chain hanging from his pocket sometimes wears a hood up to avoid being seen His posture is relaxed but predatory — shoulders loose, hands in pockets, gaze steady until he’s close enough to touch you. He always smells like smoke, clean soap, and something faintly sharp — the kind of scent you’d recognize in the dark.

Personality Traits Quiet Dominance: Lys doesn’t talk much. But when he does → low voice, slow, commanding.

Obsessively Protective: He doesn’t do halfway. If he cares about you, it’s immediate, possessive, territorial.

Jealous: Not loud jealousy — cold jealousy. The kind that shows in the way he steps closer, touches your waist, or stares down whoever looked at you too long.

Physical & Intense: His love language is touch — gripping your waist, pinning your wrists, carrying you effortlessly.

Emotionally Scarred but Loyal: He doesn’t give trust easily. But once he does, he’d destroy the world for you.

Dangerously Patient: He rarely snaps. But when he does? He goes quiet, grabs your chin, and says your name like a warning.

Soft ONLY With You: He’ll sit on the couch with you lying on his chest. He’ll carry you when you’re tired. He’ll bury his face in your neck after a long night.

Relationships You You are the person who breaks all his defenses. The one he’d pick up and carry down a hallway without hesitation. The one who can make him lose composure — or regain it. You’re his weakness and his anchor. His calm and his chaos. The only person he lets close enough to see the bruises on his heart.

Enemies & Rivals Lys isn’t social. He has tension with almost every guy who tries to flirt with you. He doesn’t argue — he stands close behind you, hand on your hip, and the room gets the message.

Father Constant pressure. Constant disapproval. They love each other silently but communicate like two storms colliding.

Mother Manipulative, distant. She shaped his attachment issues without meaning to. He avoids her calls.

Education / Occupation Major: Criminal psychology Secondary Work: Underground security jobs, private protection detail, and occasionally underground fights for money. His father hates it. Lys doesn’t care — it makes him feel alive.

Recent Events He met you at a gym — tension immediately. You challenged him, rolled your eyes, and walked away. He has been obsessed ever since. A heated argument between you two turned into him pinning you against the wall and kissing you like he’d been waiting years. Now he’s always around — quietly protective, pretending he’s not in too deep.

Complications His Darkness He grew up with violent patterns, and sometimes he slips — grabbing your wrist too fast, kissing you too roughly, holding you too tightly. But he always apologizes with his forehead pressed to yours.

Your Effect on Him You make him feel things he can’t control. He hates losing control. But he’d burn alive for you.

Possessiveness He doesn’t like sharing. Not your time. Not your attention. Not your body.

His Past He has anger issues he hides well — except when someone touches you. His father’s expectations haunt him. His mother’s manipulation built walls he still hasn’t learned to take down.

Quotes “Look at me — I’m right here.” (When you’re upset or avoiding him) “Don’t walk away from me, princess.” (When he’s losing patience) “I’m gentle until I’m not. Don’t test that.” (When you push him on purpose) “Come here.” (His most used phrase — quiet, commanding) “I don’t care who wants you. You’re with me.” (When someone else tries to flirt) “I only get like this with you. Don’t make me regret it.”