#black clover oneshot
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Hii! I love your fics!! May I please request a oneshot where yami's squad member (y/n) turns into a baby / child (whichever is better), and brings her to the captains ' meeting as he has no other choice? (y/n) calls everyone dad / mom and it makes them all super soft for her? like yami is first annoyed then softens up, nozel is straight up rude as usual but everyone glares at him for that (cause they're so protective of her already uwu) and he ends up being soft for her too. idk, this was a 2 am thought im sorry!! thank you for taking requests 😭💞
Hiya anon! No worries 2am thoughts are always fine and fun, tbh I tend to get them a lot myself 😆! Aw thank you so much I’m so glad you like my fics, and you’re welcome, I enjoy taking requests! It gives me something fun and different to do 🥰! Of course you may and I hope you all enjoy~!
Word Count: 1,325
Warnings: None
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Yami didn’t know how this happened, she was fine when she left on a mission with Asta and Noelle, but when they all came back she was a baby! When he asked them what the hell happened Asta and Noelle explained that it was the bad guys magic; he could make people really old, or really young!
Yami had ordered them to take her back to the mage and force him to change her back but Noelle explained that they tried, but the mage said his spell would only wear off in 24 hours. So for now…they were stuck with her being a toddler!
She was still able to walk at least, talking on the other hand…well she was only able to say a handful of words, mainly ‘mommy’ and ‘daddy’. Which kind of bothered Yami since he didn’t want to be called ‘daddy’ by a member of his squad, but she wasn't really eager to learn ‘Yami’ at the moment he would have to deal with it for now.
Yami fully intended to leave her at the squad as he went to a Captain’s meeting, but when Yami began to ask who wanted to be in charge of their toddler squadmate every single Black Bull scattered like leaves in a gust of wind.
Which was how he ended up in his current situation; in the Captain’s meeting room, with his toddler squadmate sitting in his lap, as the other Captain’s ‘oohed’ and ‘awwed’ over her.
“ Aw look how adorable she is! I didn’t know you had a baby Yami!” Dorothy said as she began to use her Glamour World magic to create small toys to keep her entertained. Charlotte crossed her arms as she looked at the child.
‘Yami had a child?! Why didn’t he say anything? Does that mean he’s married or has a committed partner? Or is the child a product of a one night stand? Yami doesn’t seem to be the type to do that though, so he must have someone! Why didn’t he say anything, I’m so jealous of her, why didn’t I confess to him sooner?!’ Charlotte’s mind raced as she stared at the little girl, she didn’t look like Yami, but that could easily be explained away. The girl looked at Charlotte with wide eyes before she smiled brightly and reached her arms out towards the Briar mage.
“ Mommy?” She asked cutely before her smile widened. “ Mommy!”
Charlotte and Dorothy’s hearts quickly melted and they both couldn’t help but say ‘How Cute~!’. Yami sighed and shook his head.
“ The Prickly Princess ain’t your mom, and I’m not her dad. She’s a member of my squad who got turned into a toddler on a mission earlier. The other brats took off running when I asked them to baby sit her.” Yami explained as he held the small girl still. She looked up at him with a pout but did stop moving.
“ I see, so how long will she be like this?” Fuegoleon asked as he placed a thoughtful hand under his chin, the girl looked at him for a moment before her bright smile returned.
“ Daddy!” She shouted brightly and with a giggle, Fuegoleon’s brows raised in surprise and a small smile appeared on his face.
“ I’m sorry to say that I’m not your father little one.” Fuegoloen told her gently as he patted her on the head, the little girl pouted.
“ She seems to only be able to say ‘mommy’ and ‘daddy’, which makes sense since she’s only like 1 or 2.” Yami said in an unsure tone, Rill tilted his head.
“ I think she’s closer to a year and a half! Babies are generally able to walk by the time they’re one, and can talk in short sentences by the age of two, so logically she should be somewhere in between since she can walk but not really talk!” Rill said thoughtfully as he stared at the young girl.
“ How the hell do you know that kid?” Jack asked with a frown and Rill suddenly laughed sheepishly.
“ Me and my squad sometimes volunteer at the orphanages in the city and the sisters explained it to me when I tried to have a group of kids tell me about their paintings.” Rill explained and the others nodded.
The little girls eyes moved to Nozel, who was sitting in his seat with his eyes closed and arms crossed, ignoring her effectively.
“ Daddy…?” She asked hesitantly and Nozel’s eyes shot open and he glared coldly at her.
“ I’m not your father, and I wish you would refrain from calling me that.” He told the girl, his tone as cold as ice, the little girl jumped for a moment before her eyes welled up with tears.
The girl began to cry and wail at the top of her lungs, everyone glared openly at Nozel.
“ What the hell did you do that for braid boy?!” Yami asked as he and the others tried to console the toddler and Nozel’s eyes widened a bit.
“ Geez Nozel she’s just a baby, can’t you be just a little nicer with her?” Dorothy asked as she put her hands on her hips and had a angry look on her face. Nozel’s cheeks turned a shade of pink and he looked away.
“ Don’t listen to him brat,” Yami said to the toddler as he gently patted her head. “ You can call of us ‘mom’ and ‘dad’ as much as you like. And ignore him.” Yami instructed them as his hand moved away from her head and began to wipe away her tears.
“ Yeah! Nozel’s just jealous because he doesn’t have a cool baby of his own!” Rill said as he crossed his arms, and Jack looked over at the Silver Eagles Captain.
“ Even I’m not that big of a jerk to kids bird boy.” He muttered with a shake of his head, Nozel sighed loudly before turning to look at them all.
“ I’m not jealous and I’m not angry at the child!” Nozel shouted accidentally, causing everyones eyes to widen. “ It’s just…” He glanced over at Dorothy, and she suddenly realized why he was acting the way he was.
Seeing that little girl was bringing up a lot of painful memories for him, so all he knew to do was lash out in order to hide his true emotions.
“ It’s just that a Captain’s meeting is no place for a child as young as her. Here, we talk about and see so many terrible things that it could easily traumatize someone as young as her for life. Don’t you think it would be better for her to remain innocent to the horrors of the world just a little longer?” Nozel asked with a sigh.
“ Uh, she’s already seen the horrors of the world remember? She’s actually a Magic Knight?” Yami pointed out in confusion, causing Nozel’s face to turn a brighter red.
“ Nozel does have a point. A Captain’s meeting is no place for a young child,” Fuegoloen agreed before he reached out to take her from Yami. “ So I suggest that she stay with Marx for the time being, and once the meetings over Yami can take her back. Alright?” He watched as all the others nodded and he carefully carried the child through the doors and to Marx.
The meeting ended fairly quickly and now Yami was heading back to the Black Bulls Hideout. After being full of energy all day she had finally wore herself out and was sound asleep in Yami’s arms. He chuckled a bit as he looked down at her, as much as he didn’t want to babysit her at first, he had to admit it was a nice change of pace and he was actually going to miss her being this small.
At least until she woke up and began to torment everyone again, then he wouldn’t be able to wait until she transformed back into her normal self again.
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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!
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Hello! I have been a long time fan of your work but finally got the courage to send a request. Could your write headcannons/scenario or whatever you like about about Nozel who has a crush on reader and reader really likes him back but she compares herself to Acier and doesn't think she is good enough for him and house Silva. Nozel thinks she does not return his feelings until he figures it out or finds out how she feels from someone else. I think it will be really sweet to see Nozel overcome his insecurities and comfort reader's as well.
Hiya~! ^^
I have seen you regularly in my notes, and am glad to hear that you've been enjoying my work. I know I took more than my sweet time with this, but I hope that you enjoy it nonetheless ^^
Pairing: Nozel Silva x f!reader
Genre: Hurt-comfort
Fanfic type: Oneshot (from Nozel's and reader's pov)
Length: ~2,0k
Content: Themes of self-doubt (on both reader's and Nozel's part), some crying, Nozel being hesitant, well, Nozel being Nozel (does that count?? he's not exactly the best when it comes to comforting, but he tries!), Nozel comforts reader, semi-open ending (future of the relationship isn't properly established), but still, a happy ending, a hug with Nozel
Nozel sat by his desk, late at night, accompanied by nothing else than the candle on his desk. Its flame vibrated with each breath he made, not that he noticed it. The flutter and the dance of the source of light that, no matter how small and tender, was as if alive, and cast its light onto the desk and the room.
But his eyes did not see it. His senses paid no mind to it as his mind was engulfed into other things. The events of the day. Which... did not make sense.
Or they did, and they didn’t.
For quite some time he had known that most women in the kingdom would pledge themselves to him, as his partner, if he only mentioned it. Not because they loved him, but because of his status. And wealth.
There was a sickening aftertaste to the thought, but... it was a fact. Most would gladly welcome his advances just because of... who he was, on paper; the merits, the name, and the titles. Not because of who he was as a person. Which was why he had never before pursued anyone. He simply couldn’t have trusted most with their genuine emotions when it came to himself.
Until he had met you.
He was sure that you weren’t untruthful with your interactions, conversations, smiles and laughs with him. Oh no. You were being honest with him.
Your strength, your grace, and your... entire being... were genuine. Which was one of the reasons, or so he presumed, why he had fallen in love with you.
After much deliberation, he was sure, and had admitted it to himself, that he did, in fact, love you. And thus, he had sent the flowers, along with a card, as a setting for asking you to accompany him to a restaurant on the following day, for dinner.
But... Well, he hadn’t been sure of... what to expect. He had hoped that you’d accept. He had hoped that you’d... maybe look surprised at first, but that you would have accepted.
But you didn’t.
You had told him that unfortunately you were busy. That your schedule was quite packed.
The conversation had been brief, but he could recognize excuses when he heard them.
And so, he took the hint.
You weren’t interested in him.
And so... he found himself wondering, if he really was that unlovable. Which would be his own doing, not yours, of course but...
He couldn’t shake the thoughts, and the nagging feeling of ... loneliness.
And I dared to... hope that she’d... he managed to think before closing his eyes, and letting a heavy breath flow past his lips.
Perhaps it’d be better to not dwell on those emotions, for the night. He still had a lot of work to complete.
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The ceiling of your bedroom was dark, lit only by the faint glow of the silver moon and the stars outside of your bedroom. The air was still, but light. And no sound disturbed the moment, the room and the space which seemed untouched by even time itself.
And in that room, you wondered about what... what he might see in you.
Sure, you seemed to have a lot easier time conversing with him than most, you were not blind to the fact. And you did care for him. You really, really did.
Your heart ached for him in a way that you couldn’t explain, which was why, when he had asked, it had felt as if your body was screaming for you to accept the request. Accept a dream come true; a dream that you hadn’t really even dared to hope.
But... another thought, though spoken with a much more quiet tone from the back of your head, which seemed to whisper: ‘Will you be good enough? Are you sure that you’re good enough?’
And... was someone really good enough to marry into a family that was still known for someone like Acier Silva?
She had been strong, beautiful and gentle. She had been someone that was still known to be the grace and gem of the House of Silva. Someone who wasn’t weak, no matter how you chose to see it.
But you... when you started to think about it, list every insecurity you had... Well... Could you really follow in the footsteps of someone like her?
Not many could but... maybe someone might.
However, that someone... wasn’t you. You were far away from the pristine knight and woman that had been Acier. It was clear as day to you.
And so... you had to wonder what exactly Nozel had seen in you.
But whatever it was, was a fallacy. You were convinced of it.
So... no matter how much your heart wept at the moment, of which spoke the glistening tears that climbed into your eyes, it had been your ... responsibility to... not lead him into thinking that you might be something more than... whatever it was that he thought you to be.
No matter how painful it might have been... you felt that you... owed it. To someone. Maybe yourself. To shield yourself from first daring to hope that you might be enough for him, and then... only find yourself getting your heart broken. So, it was better to just... deal with the pain, now, than some time in the future.
Which was why you rolled onto your side, in your bed, and squeezed your eyes shut as a quiet sob broke past your lips.
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“I heard that you asked someone out for a date,” Nebra had commented during afternoon tea before Solid had arrived.
Nozel glanced at her from the corner of his eye without a reply. This was not something that he wanted to discuss, with anyone. And no matter what might have been Nebra’s intentions, he couldn’t be sure that she’d be... exactly pleasant about it.
“And I hear that you were turned down,” she continued, making Nozel put down his tea cup.
She was getting a little bold with this conversation. Which was... somewhat uncalled for, because Nebra did respect him. Or so he had thought, until this moment.
But still, he said nothing. Hoping that she would take the hint of him not wanting to discuss the matter any further. It was hurtful enough without whatever comment she might have.
“But I also hear that... she’s pretty heartbroken,” she thought out loud while putting down her own teacup and picking up a tiny sandwich from a plate.
He frowned, quite visibly. Because that statement didn’t make sense. After all, you had been the one to turn him down, not the other way around. So... it didn’t... it just didn’t make sense. Unless it would have been some ... ploy to coax attention, which... was very unlike you.
“Oh?” He only uttered, trying to sound as collected as possible. And for that purpose, a mere utterance such as that was the best.
Nebra let out a hum of confirmation. “Something about not living up to our mother’s legacy,” she shrugged. “Just something I overheard,” she added before taking a bite of the delicacy.
“Hm,” he uttered again, confused, saddened, annoyed, and happy, at the same time. The jumble of emotions inside of him seemed to twist and turn in a way that he wasn’t sure... what he’d make of it.
But one thing he did know was that he needed to talk to you.
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“We need to talk.”
That had been what he had stated to you.
There had been a sense of urgency in his tone. Along with a mixture of emotions that you couldn’t quite name. And yet... there was an essence of something that you didn’t think that you’d hear from the great, proud, Nozel Silva: a plea.
So, you nodded. Just nodded. And let him escort you to the side, where he looked at you for the longest time, as if he wasn’t sure from where to begin.
He wasn’t sure, but still, he needed to begin from somewhere.
“I was told...” he begun, and cleared his throat. “That... you... turned down my previous... suggestion on the accounts of you not... living up to the memory of my mother.”
There was something rather... ludicrous to it when he said it out loud. But... that was what you thought. That you’d never be good enough for him.
“And I’m...” he uttered, stopping there, not sure how to continue that thought. Maybe because he didn’t know where to go from there.
You wouldn’t really have known where to go from there either.
So, instead, you continued with your thought. “I’d never be good enough for you,” you stated. As if a fact.
“So you decided for me, what I deem good enough for myself?” He asked, quirking an eyebrow.
And while it wasn’t an uncalled for question to ask, it didn’t exactly make you feel better.
But... you also didn’t have a reply to the question. Because... that was what you had done. You had decided, for both of you, that you weren’t enough for him.
“Look...” he started as his eyes fell to the side, and a faintest of blushes decorated his cheeks. “You are... the first person who... I met, that wouldn’t... if so chosen, be with me for my status and wealth alone,” his tone was quiet, and apprehensive, as if he was scared of speaking out the words. “And that takes... strength,” the latter word, was confident.
His gaze lifted to yours, which only spoke of his certainty. He was being honest with his thoughts.
“It takes a backbone,” he emphasized. “And... you have the kind of grace that would be... Sometimes being a knight isn’t graceful. But even in those moments, it is of upmost importance to carry oneself with dignity.” He sounded more like he was speaking out of a place of work.
But it carried forth the sentiment.
“I have seen that grace, and dignity, in you,” he added. “And you’re also kind... gentle and beautiful,” his eyes averted again. “You are smart and capable.”
Whatever hesitance that was in his tone, wasn’t because of words spoken out of malice, but out of laying his emotions bare; out in the open.
“And... while I can see why someone with such qualities wouldn’t-“ he paused. The confidence in his words, seemed to halt in place, as if hit a wall, during the brief silence that appeared between the two of you. “Deem someone as... insistent as.... myself I...” he trailed off, cleared his throat and took a deep breath. “I can’t imagine why such a person wouldn’t deem themselves fit for the House of Silva.”
His gaze lifted again, and looked at you with the most earnest of expressions.
But you didn’t have words to give him.
What words could you have given, after a testimony such as that? Especially when it came from a man, who was distant, most of the time; a man who seemed to show no emotions. And yet, now he was there, with you, telling you just how much he thought of you. In a way that he could.
You took a step forward, and wrapped your arms around him middle, sinking your nose into the fluff of his cape, which smelled like rose water and bergamot.
His body tensed with your touch. But he didn’t move away. Not as much as lean away from your touch.
Instead, after what must’ve been only a few breaths, he leaned in, wrapping his arms around you, as a reply.
“It is not you, who is unworthy,” he whispered, right next to your ear.
And in that whisper, you could feel his emotions, the gentle nothings that his heart wished to utter. The very presence of his soul, even if only as a hushed tone, barely a whisper.
Where might all this lead, was still hidden from you. But... wherever that might have been, the destination of the road, on which you were stepping, together, you were certain that would be better, than the road left un-ventured.
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Festivities
Pairing: Yami Sukehiro x Fem Reader
(First time writing Yami, so I hope I did well!)
Summary: Seeing Charlotte and Vaness trying to impress Yami at the festival makes the reader feel some jealousy considering she also has a crush on him, avoids him, and has an attitude when they do cross paths, but once all alone and called out on her awkward behavior considering they are good friends, the reader shoots her shot...
Warnings: SMUT (18 + ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI!) (Drinking, smoking, fingering, unprotected sex, public (alleyway) sex, swearing)
Word Count: 2.1k
I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:
"Hey Captain Y/N! What's the matter? You look so upset!"
I had some great kids on my squad. This festival was their time to go out and have some fun, but they were always checking in on me. I did appreciate it, but closed my eyes in the dark alleyway, blowing out the smoke from my cigarette:
"I'm alright, kid. Don't worry about me. Go enjoy the festival."
"You're lying!" He knew, pointing out, "You only smoke when you're angry or stressed out!"
God damn it, these kids knew me too well. Still, I shook my head:
"It's nothing serious, I promise. Now, go before I put you to work or something."
"You enjoy the festival too, cap!" He insisted, running off and as I finished my cigarette, I thought that maybe he was right.
I know it's so immature, being jealous of Charlotte and Vanessa who were trying to impress Yami. That man sure had a good bit of girls wanting him, sadly I was one of them too.
Maybe some food and a drink would help me out. Stepping out of the alley, that was my first goal, getting the biggest mug of beer someone was selling at their booth, downing it, and hearing as I passed some more booths:
"Try some of our delicious squid!"
"How about some of this!"
Asta and that Bah-ha kid?
Glancing over, there was Jack and Yami, clearly in a competition to sell more food than the other.
"Come on, Captain Y/N! I promise you'll love it!" Asta offered to me, and it was hard to tell him no, I had a soft spot for the kid, but I heard Yami's voice that was directed at Jack:
"Y/N and I are good friends! She knows I can cook!"
"Ha! Yeah right! Y/N and I used to be on the same squad!"
God, Jack and Yami's yelling was starting to give me a headache, chugging down the rest of my beer and thinking about Charlotte and Vanessa again when I saw Yami, I took the meat from that Bah-ha kid, taking a bite and murmured:
"Thanks, kid."
"What the hell, Y/N!" Yami yelled out and I got a chuckle out of that, walking away from their continuous yelling:
"Told you so, Yami!"
Jack managed to surprise me with his food. It was impressive considering that he made it, finishing it and while exploring more of the festival, my attention was grabbed when I heard a while later:
"Charlotte and Vanessa are having a drinking contest!"
I had to get a peek at that, seeing them both face down on the table meanwhile, neither one of them had finished a single glass.
"How pathetic," I took this as a chance to one-up them, heading to the table and downing drink after drink, having the crowd that was watching cheer, wiping the foam off my face as I finished the very last one, "That's how you drink, ladies."
In the crowd, I saw Yami. Some chatter I heard when I first came over made it clear that those two girls were trying to out-drink each other to impress him. Well, now I was the one standing tall, laughing while I took a cigarette, lighting it up, and heading off considering the star ceremony was soon:
"Thanks for the free drinks, chumps."
"Hey Y/N-" Yami's voice trailed behind me, but I didn't bother to stop, only reminding him:
"Shouldn't you be going to the castle for the ceremony? Better move your ass."
That stopped him in his tracks for a change, not caring and heading over for the ceremony. Truthfully, I barely paid attention. All those drinks were starting to catch up with me and there was something about Black Bulls getting second place. Who would've guessed?
My squad was third and I tried to play off that I wasn't tipsy while accepting, not bothering to stick around after. I figured I'd get to my squad and think of some motivational speech to congratulate them. Their hard work earned us this star after all.
Lighting up another cigarette while walking back through the festival and in the direction of my base, I stopped as I heard:
"Third place ain't bad. Congratulations."
Yami. Again?!
"Thanks. You got second place, right? A miracle," I had to poke at the fact that his squad wasn't at the bottom for once, but returning, "Congratulations, Yami."
"Thank you," Taking a step closer to me, I took a deeper hit of my cigarette, "But what's your deal?"
"What do you mean?" I never felt so anxious, back against the wall of the building we were next to as he got closer:
"You picked Jack over me? And when they were having that drinking contest, it was like you were staring a hole through me. I thought we were friends."
"I'm sorry," Guilt was on my mind considering the reason behind my behavior, truly apologetic, murmuring, "I'm just not having the best day."
"And you're just being an ass to just me?" It was like he already knew, taking my cigarette as I went to ash it and hit it himself, "Seems like you have a grudge against me. I thought you were the type to call people out when something bothered you."
I was that type. Now, standing here shy and timid. That wasn't like me.
"Listen, Yami," I needed more nicotine before I took this leap, taking my cigarette back and closing my eyes, and whispering, "I like you, and overhearing some girls talking about you made me a little jealous in a way, alright?"
I finally opened my eyes when I heard him laughing, confused as to why he was responding with laughter:
"You serious, right now?!"
My face went straight as I felt a bit insulted by his response, getting the last hit out of my cigarette before flicking it away. In my head, I had to remind myself of who I was. A go-getter, not afraid of anything.
He was still laughing while I blew out the smoke, pulling his head to mine and kissing him with every bit of passion I had just to prove that I was indeed serious. My hand ran through his hair as our lips danced, shaking from a rush as he kissed back.
"That serious enough for you?" Pulling away and taking a huge breath, I turned because all he did was stare, ready to leave, but not leaving without the last word, "You know what? Just forget about it."
Great. All I did was embarrass myself. I was going to run through all the cigarettes that I had in just a night now that I was feeling even worse, but suddenly, my blood pressure shot through the roof.
Yami caught my hand before I was too far away, yanking me back and right against his lips, already moaning at how his tongue worked into my mouth as he pushed me up against the wall, growling against my lips:
"You're just gonna walk away after kissing me like that?"
"Well, you didn't say anything," Just that kiss had me panting when I looked to meet those deep brown eyes, not wanting to talk anymore, caressing his cheek and bringing his lips back to mine, "But if you're on the same page as me."
The instant our lips met again, I started melting into a pool of dirty thoughts and temptations, hands wandering across his broad chest and feeling his abs under his shirt, eyes shooting down when he moved my hand away and unbuckled his pants.
"Yami-" Not that I was opposed to the idea, but we were right in an alleyway, anyone could walk along and find us.
"What? Afraid you can't handle all this?" Putting my hand at his waistband, there was no way I could fight the desire to slip my hand into his trousers, his cock rock hard and steaming with heat, stroking slowly down to feel his length.
I took a moment to look around and make sure we were all alone, it was deserted, not even a fly around us, the only light lengths away from us so that we were left in the dark.
"I just don't want to get caught or anything is all," Still pumping his cock in my hand, I bit my lip at the feeling of two fingers under my skirt, easily finding my clit against my panties, slipping in to feel how soaked I was, pressing my face into his chest as he started to pump into me.
"Just don't be too loud," It amazed me how careless he could be sometimes, taking the time to tease me with a whisper, "You're already so wet and tight. Guess, I'll get you off with my hand then, huh?"
His thumb finding my clit and rubbing at the same time had me moaning into his chest, being as quiet as I could, shaking and taking a handful of his shirt when I started to cum around his fingers, picking my head up to whisper back:
"Only fair if you get your fix too. Just fuck me already."
"Naughty girl," He chuckled, kissing and pushing my panties to the side, picking me up by the thighs and positioning himself, my head falling back, squeezing the muscle of his triceps, soft bites leaving marks along my neck while his cock started to stretch me wide, humming to me, "Now, that feels too good."
"You feel good too," I gasped out, looking to see our hips meet, burning against one another as he gave a sweet roll, "Sooo good, Yami."
"That right, shortcake?"
My hands tangled in his hair, having to stop myself from nearly screaming at the quick, powerful thrust that sent his cock deep inside, each thrust coming quicker than the last, my jaw hung, and throat jumbled with the filthy moans that I couldn't let out.
"T-That's right," I choked out, hugging his head to bury my face in his shoulder, finally letting out the moans dying to get out of me, "You're so damn good, Yami!"
"Squeezing me tight like that, I can't help myself," Pushing my back against the wall and keeping me pinned, my arms and legs were latched around him and clinging for dear life, words like I was in a dream, "So warm and soft. Didn't think you'd take me so well, shortcake."
"It's a l-lot," Gasping again, my eyes helplessly rolled to the back of my head, feeling the heat in my stomach grow and ache, especially when his thrust grew even faster somehow, the pound of his tip against my cervix nearly making me scream, "But-; Just, fuck!"
"Hey now, don't wanna get caught, do you?" The ache I felt grew as he started to drag his thrusts out, slowing and kissing, "I know it's good, but you're getting loud, don't ya think?"
"I can't help it," I whined with tears in my eyes, trying to kiss back but constantly moaning, nails dragging along the back of his neck and having me beg, "Faster, again. Yami, please!"
"Oh, you like it fast and rough like that?" I was burying my face again from the relentless pace that outmatched before, walls having an even tight grip, feeling the pulsation from head to toe, his voice nearly an echo in my head, "Gonna make you cum going like that?"
"Yeah!" Pressing my forehead against his, the bliss could even be heard in my tone, so close to the edge that I didn't care, "I don't give a shit if anyone hears. Just make me cum, Yami. I'm about t-, I'm cuming!"
Taking my thighs and spreading them as far as they could, I nearly became one with the wall, a hard thrust keeping our hips pinned, his eyes watching past my skirt to see how I gushed around his cock, walls sucking him back in deeper as he pulled back a little, wanting to see the mess of my slick all over him.
"Got damn, shortcake," He chuckled, letting me ride out the rest of my bliss as my hips began to wind on their own with what little energy I had, "Don't wanna let me go."
"You're so lucky we're where we are right now," I panted under my breath, not thinking he heard, but he did, smirking at me:
"What? Think you can handle a round two or are you just cock drunk?"
"Maybe both," I giggled, gasping as he pulled back, but kept me in his arms, "You just know how to rock my world."
"You know what?" Fixing himself with one hand and easing me to my feet with the other, hand under my skirt and squeezing my ass, winking at me, "I could go for another piece of cake."
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Hello!Congrats on your 1.7k!♡
For the event can i request royalty/prince AU with nacht faust and f!reader?
Where nacht and the reader meet each other at a lake near the palace on the night when they were little,and because of that they became friends until adult.
Love your headcanon and scenarios you made (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤
{1700 event}
Happy 2023, my dear followers, I've finally sit my ass down to get some works out! :3
Oh god this is sucha sweet request! thank you for sending this in. Royalty AU with Nacht aafghjlshaggf!!! He's such a prince good lord.
AU: Royalty AU
Character: Nacht Faust x F! reader
tw: long ass for aine's standards.
[10 Years ago]
Your dad had a job in the Royal Realm so you tagged along, just out of boredom and to see how the royal realm looked like in compared to your common realm.
It was BORING. the people were all quiet and none of them looked sincere. They gave you and your dad weird stares. You couldn't wait to go home.
At night, you decided to walk around the quieter side of the realm, although the people were crappy, the nature was beautiful. The trees were huge and the leaves were green and healthy.
The apples that grew on them were huge and bright red. The flowers seemed more vibrant. And the lake.. The water was clear blue and a little shiny under the moonlight.
*sniff sniff*
Wait. was that sniffing? You followed the sound that you heard. And you saw a young boy. He sat under the tree right beside the lake, his head in his hands and his shoulders trembling.
"are you crying?" you crouched beside the boy, who appeared to be around your age too.
He looked up at you, red streaks in his eyes and quickly wiped his eyes, "no i wasn't!"
You sat beside him, not wanting to expose him, "why are you here alone?"
"I ran out of my home."
"... why?"
"Because they are all biased! They love Morgen more."
"Who's Morgen?"
"My twin brother. He's friendlier. Smarter. Mom and Dad loves him more. I can't do anything right. I'm too dumb."
"Don't say that. I'm sure you're good at things that he isn't good at!" you looked at him with determination in his eyes.
"You're not from around here, are you?" Nacht asked.
"Er... Yeah. I'm from the common realm" you said quietly.
"What is it like there?" he asked with curiosity in his eyes. You could felt that this stranger wasn't like the rest. He didn't look down at you like the people you met today.
And so you started to talk. About your home. About how although the rivers weren't as blue, the grass weren't that green, but the people there were all friendly and caring. Everyone had a family and sharing spirit.
Nacht listened, his sky blue eyes lighted up as his mind painted a picture of a beautiful place outside his boring castle. He wanted to visit this place called 'common realm'.
"Bring me there." he said suddenly. "I'll leave with you tomorrow."
You stared wide eyed at the boy in front of you. "Tell me where to meet you."
"Are you crazy?"
"No, my name is Nacht," he raised his hand for a handshake.
"y/n.."
"Great. see you at 9am tomorrow at the kingdom realm gates?"
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As promised, he met you at the gates on time and went with you to the common realm.
The common realm was indeed what you had described. Nacht was curious and spontaneous, which made the citizens in the common realm warm up to him really quickly.
You introduced him to the street markets, the neighbours kids who welcomed him and played with him; they taught him how to play marbles, hop scotch, police and thief and they even shared their snacks with him. Regardless of age, gender and size, they were all friends and welcoming of each other. Nacht loved the culture of the common realm, it was just so different from his royal realm.
"let's do this again. Every month! I'll come over and you can bring me to explore the whole common realm."
And that was how you and Nacht became friends for 10 years.
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[now]
It has been 2 months since Nacht came to visit. He has never missed a single month for the past 10 years. Although his timings could be unpredictable at times, he would always come in the end, every single month, without fail. Even though you both had already explored every single land of the common realm AND the foresaken realm Nacht has never failed to come monthly to meet you and hang out.
He said it was a great 'breather' from the kingdom back at home. You both always exchanged stories from your own realm, Nacht's stories mostly consisted of him doing things that he hated to do; following ridiculous rules like always bowing to your elderlys even though they never acknowledged you.
3 months. And not even a letter. You started to get worried about him, did something happen? You decided to make a trip to the royal realm to check up on him. Maybe he was very sick? Or injured? He did mention that his parents always forced them to go devil hunting....
Of course you were denied entry when you tried to enter the kingdom. There were so many palace guards and with security and a nobody like you, wearing normal clothes easily got the attention of the guards. They denied you entry and didn't even pay much attention to you.
It was only when you took out a pendant that Nacht gave to you a long time ago, he said he got it for his 21st birthday but he didn't really like it. You showed one of the maids that were coming back from their errands.
"You are a friend of master Nacht..?" Even the maids were skeptical. Well, you couldn't really blame them since your clothes looked like theirs but they knew you should be someone special, seeing that you were young and polite.
Thankfully their palace maiden was smart enough to bring you through one of the back gates and brought you from the back palace, away from all the royal personnels.
"Master Nacht hangs at the back garden a lot these days.. maybe you can find him there." the maid gave you a sad smile, something that told you that something was not right.
You came into the garden from one of the side gates and you saw two Nacht. Right, he had a twin brother, Morgen. You recalled. One of them had blonde hair and the other had black hair. Did Morgen have blonde hair? The Nacht you knew always had black hair.
You slowly went closer to the both of them.
"I suggest that you don't upset mom any longer, Nacht." The black haired twin spoke to the blonde.
Wait- Nacht dyed his hair blonde??
"hah, and marry that good-for-nothing princess?" Nacht rolled his eyes at his brother.
Marry??
"You know that's what mom wants and she doesn't have much longer so..."
"Why don't you marry her Morgen?" Nacht scoffed, "since you're going to be king."
"What makes you think i'm going to be king?"
"Why not? You're everything that they wanted their son to be. You're the golden kid."
Morgen Paused for a moment, before clearing his throat, "Dad wants you to be king."
There was silence between the both of them.
"I know it's hard to believe Nacht, but he says I'm a goody two shoes and i lack the guts, whereas you have keen senses..." Morgen laughed.
"And you're ok with that?"
"We're brothers Nacht, I know you'll take care of me when you're king." Morgen smiled at his brother.
"Who's there?" Nacht looked in your direction. You panicked. Keen senses indeed...
Before you knew it the Faust twins stood before you, both of them stared at you wide eyed. Nacht in surprise and Morgen in confusion.
"y/n, what are you doing here?" There was a little remorse in Nacht's voice.
"you know her?" Morgen asked Nacht.
"I- uhm.. got worried so..." your tongue stumbled to find words.
"Sorry y/n..” he pursed his lips, as if trying to find the right words to say, “I was caught up with stuffs so.."
"Yeah, caught up in getting married I guess," there was a little hurt in your voice that also made Nacht's heart wince.
"so she's the reason you don't want to get marry princess h/n?" Morgen looked at his brother.
"Morgen could you just give us a moment alone?" Nacht death stared at his twin, to which Morgen gave you a little bow and smile and left the gardens. Nacht led you to a nearby bench and both of you sat down.
"I don't want any of this arranged marriage thing." Nacht started to speak. He was like your same old Nacht, except that he looked a little different in blonde hair.
"But it's against your mom's wishes, so you have no choice?"
Nacht looked at you. You knew him the best. He didn't have to say anything and it was as though you understood him, even better than Morgen did.
"technically i have never listened to my parents since young so.." you both chuckled at his joke, until Nacht's expression got solemn again, "but she's dying, y/n. and it's her final wishes."
"why this particular lady though?"
"She's the daughter of the king of the diamond kingdom. And now I just heard from Morgen that dad wants me to take over as king so that now makes sense to me. It's just for political reasons at the end of the day."
"but you being king means that you have to attend to king duties, right? And you'll be real busy." you gave him a sad smile.
Nacht sat in silence.
"Hey, I'm still mad at you for ghosting me for 3 months. Couldn't you even write a letter?" you burst the silent bubble.
"I asked Butler Jimmy to come tell you in person!" he turned to you in surprise before he realised something, "oh..."
"what 'oh'?"
"hah he's working for my mom afterall... maybe that's why she wants me to marry so quickly." he laughed a bitter laugh.
"I asked you this question before but you couldn't really give me an answer then. So now, what is it that you really want Nacht? I'm sure you thought about it before. You can't be thinking of sneaking out monthly for your whole life to the common realm..."
"I just want to live a life without rules and boundaries and be carefree. I want to surround myself with genuine and kind people and that's impossible here in the royal realm."
"But if you marry this princess and you become king, you can do anything you wish and you can change everything."
"so i should marry this diamond princess?"
"Why not? The diamond kingdom princess is rumoured to be pretty and smart." You said to him but your heart felt like it was breaking into pieces. You couldn't deny it at this point, you have loved Nacht since you had no idea when. But thinking of him being the king and being able to make changes to this hierarchical culture of the clover kingdom, you felt that it was for the better good..
Nacht sat in silence again as though really thinking through about your idea.
"and what if, when I become king, I won't get to see you and the people back at the common realm as often anymore?" he cocked his head to the side to see your face better.
"I'm just a nobody, Nacht..." you sighed, "if you being king means that the clover kingdom will be a better place, then I guess everyone will understand and root for you..."
"do you like the garden, y/n?" he suddenly asked.
You blinked at him and then paused for a moment to have a good look at your surroundings.
It was a small garden, but it had all your favourite flowers neatly planted on one half. The other half, you both sat on a little bench and there was a little hopscotch nearby. There was a beautiful oak tree with a treehouse on top.
Below, there was a little ground where there was a white circle, just like that one in your backyard where you and the kids played marbles together. There was a little pond where there are turtles and cheap fishes like those in the common realm, where the villagers all came forth to take turns to take care of the aquatic animals.
"Nacht.. this is-"
"Where i come when I miss the common realm."
It was your turn to keep silent now.
"Every month when I go over, i bring home an idea and I replicate as much as i can here. I also bring home a pebble or a rock and it's all there." he pointed to the pond.
You stood up to get a closer look, and sure enough, surround the pond were the kinds of pebbles you would see in the common realm. In different shapes, colours and sizes they surrounded the pond.
"Do you get it now?"
"G-get what?"
"I can have my own 'common realm' right here in my garden, but it's the person that's with me that makes it different."
"Since when did you become such a sentimental person?"
"Since I dyed my hair blonde," he laughed at his own joke.
"I can be king but I know I cannot change the mindset of the rich. And i don't blame them. It's just different perspective in life. Well, I can make changes and slowly changes their perception but it would really take a long time, or even past my generation."
"well, at least you can be the start to something different." the aching in your heart wouldn't go away. You knew this wasn't what you wanted, but you knew that it would be the best decision.
"you might be right y/n. actually, most of the time, you're right. except when you said that minty raspberry ice cream flavour would taste nice..."
"It wasn't that bad!" You laughed at his joke and gave him a playful smack, " but seriously Nacht, go for it, I believe in you."
“Thanks.” he patted your head, sending tingles all the way down your spine, “I'll be real busy for the next few months, y/n. I'm sorry I won't get to visit the common relam.. but I'll definetly pay a visit when everything is settled down.”
"sure." you said with a forced smile, "I have to get back now, before my dad realises I snuck out."
"Then I shall sneak out for a bit to send you back, since you came such a long way?" he gave you a grin, but in fact, he wanted to spend more time with you.
"Sir Nacht!" a maiden called out, "The queen..! Something is wrong!"
You both looked at each other with widened eyes.
"Just go Nacht, I'll be fine, take care of yourself." you pushed him away and you started leaving the garden from where you came from.
Nacht wanted to tell you to just wait for him. To wait for him to attend to his mother so he could send you back home. To wait for him to settle his family affairs. To wait for him to be king and when the time was right, make you his queen as well.
As he looked at your retreating figure, he thought about how you said you were just a "nobody". A "nobody" that took up so much space in his mind and heart. Because of you, he wanted equal treatment across all realms. Because of you, he had to be king, so there would be change and that you'll never be a "nobody" anymore.
But he couldn't bring himself to tell you to wait. Because he himself didn't know how long it would take for him to accomplish everything. Maybe you should really find someone nice and have a happy and simple life, just like he always envisioned to have his whole life.
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[half a year later]
You looked at the papers: "Nacht Faust, our new king with great visions. " you smiled to yourself. Nacht Finally became king. You were excited for the new things you believed he would achieve, excited for the changes that were about to come.
"He is rumoured to be in preparations to Marry h/n, the princess of the Diamond Kingdom" the last paragraph wrote.
Your heart sank as you read this. You knew it was inevitable, but yet the news still hit you like a train going at miles an hour.
It's been 10 years. 10 years since you first met him. You knew him like the back of your hand, or even better. But yet at this moment you found yourself guessing about what Nacht was thinking. Did he really like the princess? Was he really going to conform to the rules and marry for politics and power? That wasn't the Nacht you knew. But then again, the Nacht you knew didn't have blonde hair as well.
People change, and maybe he did too. It's time for you to move on as well. Looking at the face on the papers. It was so familiar to you yet it suddenly felt distant. Like somebody you used to know...
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[another half a year later]
There was news that the king would be visiting with his royal family. You were excited to see Nacht again, but the word royal family sent your heart into a faze again. Your mind flashed images of Nacht and a pretty queen by his side.
The day came and finally, from afar you heard a commotion. The new king was here to visit his people.
It was crazy. There were animals, carriages carrying gifts, marching bands, almost like it was a parade. You stood at the top of the tree house in your garden, overlooking the entire scene.
And there he was. Nacht, surrounded by guards but looking spectacular and handsome in his royal king robe. His hair was black again, pulled up nicely in a nice pony tail. The Nacht you have always known since you were 15 was right before your eyes.
At that moment, as thought he knew where you were, he looked up at your direction. He gave you a little grin. That grin he gave whenever he met you when he came to the common realm. The grin that was ready for more adventures.
He flew away from the crowd and landed straight in front of you.
"hi." his familiar ocean blue eyes smiled at you.
"your majesty," you gave a little curtsey, which made Nacht chuckle.
"cute." his smile was soft now, "how have you been?"
"fine, I guess. been busy with the harvesting season.." you looked at him properly now, he haven't really changed, but you could see the eye bags underneath his eyes. he must have worked hard day and night since he became king. "you?"
"busy and tiring. but i'm glad to be here again after so long." he looked around.
"I... heard you were marrying the diamond kingdom princess.." you just had to ask. You had to confirm it yourself and hear it from his mouth.
"Yeah.. that's what the rumou-" the noise from the marching band drew closer and closer that Nacht couldn't really speak. You heart almost broke into pieces, you were going to meet the queen.
They finally reached your door step. "I brought some gifts for you and your family, y/n."
You were trying hard to stop the tears from welling up, you forced a smile. You didn't want any gifts. You wanted Nacht.
There was a carriage waiting. That must be her inside.
"We don't need all these gifts..." you spoke bitterly as you looked at the exquisite clothes, jewellery and many boxes in front of you.
"er.. well.. is your dad in?"
"Oi!! Nacht!!" Your dad called out to him from afar, pulling a wagon of his harvest. "Been awhile kid!"
Nacht rushed over to help your dad and the dozens of guards flocked over to help, seeing their king do so.
"so erm, Uncle L/n, I'm here to officially ask your daughter's hand for marriage and to seek your approval."
WHAT? you blinked. twice. thrice.
Nacht turned around to look at you, "I think you didn't get the memo when I spoke to you about the garden back in the royal realm, y/n."
Your dad roared with laughter seeing your dumbfounded expression. He patted Nacht on the shoulders. All the guards tensed up, and Nacht shot them a glare.
"You're a good kid Nacht. Our country is safe with you. I knew this day would come. Take your gifts back, we don't need all of these, just take good care of my precious daughter."
"What???" you finally found your voice, "I thought you married the princess or whatever!"
"as I was saying... That's what the rumours said..." he sighed and looked around at all the people that were now gathered outside your fence, "meet your new queen."
The people and your neighbours cheered loudly for you. They've seen the both of you for years and they were all happy for you.
"What happened to politics and all?!" you were still struggling to accept everything. "and excuse me, did I agree to all of this?? what if I want to stay here and help my dad and..."
"well, the king has the final word I'm afraid," he gave you his usual smirk. "your dad will move with us if he wants. He's have a mansion of his own back in the castle. if he doesn't want to, I'll have guards and maidens waiting on him."
You looked at Nacht, the tears falling off your cheeks as the stone in your heart was lifted off your chest. you couldn't believe it. everything felt like a dream.
"hey hey..." Nacht looked at you with concern as he wiped the tears away from your cheeks, "do you really not want to marry me..?"
Nacht was usually confident with what he did. He came today wit excitement and joy, being finally be able to marry the only girl of his life. but he never thought about the possibility of you not wanting to marry him.
His heart raced as he suddenly thought about the possibility of you having someone else in your heart. Afterall it's been a year since he saw you and he only met you every month.. and he was the one that ghosted you so, what if..
Nacht Faust was sweating under his tunic.
"No... I mean yes.."
Nacht's heart was almost at his throat at this point.
You took a deep breath and Nacht found himself doing the same with you.
"I just thought all along that you'll be marrying someone else and now you're saying you're marrying me and I was all sad for a year for nothing and I hate you for that and yet I love you at the same time-"
Nacht pulled you into his embrace when he heard what he needed to hear. He held onto you so tightly like he wanted to all these years. From the day you reached out to him. To a young boy crying at the river banks. Not even knowing who he was, never wanting anything from him except his company, he knew you were the one since long ago.
Marrying whoever else was never an option in his mind. And today he finally gave you what you have always deserved.
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Hii! Can you do a Luck fanfiction where he finds the reader crying? The reader is always cheerful and happy, but is secretly depressed. So he was surprised to see them like this.
LUCK with a depressed s/o
. In which luck finds his precious significant other crying.
. word count: 819
. warnings: depression.
✧.* luck x gn reader
Luck doesn't know where you are, which is rare. Usually by any moment right now you'd be in the black bulls lounge area chirping away at whatever antics you've been up to.
He feels funny. That feeling you get where you know just something isn't right and he hates it. He hates feeling this way especially when it's about YOU.
You were always one of the brighter ones of the squad, uplifting people when they were feeling down and discouraged. Now that he thinks of it, he doesn't think he's ever seen you get comforted but at the same time he's never seen you upset.
Is it possible for a person like you to even get upset?
The sobs he was hearing proved him otherwise though. As he walked past the hallways, he heard you. The hallways were dim but through the crack of you slightly open door he could see the bright lights shining through.
Much to his dismay, there you were sprawled out on your bed without a care in the world crying with a tub of sweets by your side.
"I don't have the energy for this Luck!" You threw one of the plushies HE got for you at him. He catches it and just looks at you in confusion. Is this real?
Because what he was seeing on your bed just couldn't be you right? Distressed and letting down all your guard, ultimately showing your tear stained face and horror blood shot eyes. It didn't just stop there either; you were gripping onto the sheets and suffocating your sobs into the pillow.
"Y/N, what's wrong?"
You simply gave him a weak frown, "Not that you’d care."
To that he just frowns. Why would you doubt him like that?
"If I didn’t care I’d be a shit boyfriend." He sat down on your bed, encouraging you to begin on letting your feelings out. But you were stubborn.
"Just why would I do that? No one takes me seriously anyways" despite saying that, you sunk your head into his shoulder, grabbing onto his shoulder. "Where did I go wrong in life, Luck?"
The grab on his shoulder became more intense; you were biting your lips harshly and hid your eyes away.
"Everyone else got so lucky with their parents! I’ve grown up miserable with them."
Luck thinks back on it, you’ve never mentioned your parents before. But he doesn’t say anything. He needs to let your feelings out first.
"Not once since I’ve come here have I received a letter from them- after ruining my life they can’t even say sorry now that I’ve done what they’ve wanted and become a magic knight?" Now you’re a mess.
Your hair was sticking onto your face and salty tears streaming down your pretty face.
And Luck just hugged you. Held you close and comforted you whispering sweet nothings into your ear reassuring you.
"Everyone thinks I’m incapable of being sad but God you haven’t seen the worst!" You try and get out of his grasp, still hurt from your past.
"I won’t be taken advantage of again-"
"That’s enough Y/N." Luck held your arms and looked straight into your eyes.
"Every single member in this squad appreciates you more than you think, they adore you. They admire your will to strive and encourage other people and God do I love your stubbornness in our fights. I love everything about you."
You gawked at your boyfriend. He wasn’t done though.
"and lord do I love your smile so don’t let it be sullen with your past because now in the present you’re loved a lot." He gave you one of his smirks and it just made you cry even more.
Not so much sad tears but definitely you felt just a little bit happier.
Luck wasn’t so fortunate himself and he too was on his last straw but being able to fight people stronger than him and have you by his side was enough. He hoped it could be the same for you.
"I just always feel like this Luck and I just don’t know how I’ve managed to fight like this" He again took you in his arms and took in everything.
He understood you were depressed, unhappy with how you yourself was and he heard you out. Sat there the whole night taking in what you were saying.
It’s true at times you weren’t faking that smile, you enjoyed the moments with your boyfriend a lot. You kept all his little trinkets and treasured them.
You were snug holding onto the plushie he bought you on your first date in the city. It was unreal to you. You were loved and you thought it was just surreal. You held the thought close to you and you’ve grown to appreciate that fierce boyfriend of yours.
You can get used to this. Letting your feelings out wasn’t so bad after all.
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Julius knew he wasn’t fooling any of the prisoners when he told them he was put in charge of them. Perhaps he should have thought through that part of his plan more, but he was too worried about the first part to really focus on the second. He hadn’t actually expected Jack to agree to let him take over, but then again maybe he should have figured Jack would always take the opportunity to go on any sort of mission that involved fighting unbelievably strong beings, even if it meant neglecting the other parts of his job. But either way, it would’ve been pointless if the prisoners saw through him and he was forced to find someone else to supervise them anyways.
Valtos folded his arms, the chains on his wrists making a soft clinking noise as he did so. “You can’t possibly be a magic knight. You’re too young to even have a grimoire.”
“So I look a bit young for my age.” Julius shrugged. “I assure you, I do have one.”
“Really? Where is it?” Sally tilted her head curiously at him.
Julius froze, thinking of how to respond. He very well couldn’t show these people anything that might give away his identity, but he also had to say or do something, anything that might convince them that he was supposed to be there. “Ah...well, I would show you, but I’m a bit embarrassed to. You see, it’s kinda only one page.”
The third prisoner, Rades, who was at first barely even paying attention to what was going on, suddenly shot up his eyebrow. He turned around to face Julius, trying desperately to suppress the grin on his face and hide the relief of knowing there was someone out there with a grimoire just like his. “Wow, I guess that would be really embarrassing. So you can’t really blame him for not showing his grimoire to us, right?” Julius mentally cheered. He wasn’t even lying when he told them that excuse, and it worked!
Valtos rolled his eyes at Rades before turning back to Julius. “Fine. I don’t know why someone like you would be sent to supervise us, but it’s not my place to question it.”
“Yeah, it’s totally fine as long as you guys do your work and don’t cause trouble!” Julius did his best to give a convincing innocent smile, which was thankfully something he became considerably better at since he got his new form, at least to strangers and acquaintances. However, he couldn’t quite tell if that was the case with the group in front of him right then.
They did not need prompting to clean up the rubble, not even Rades, though he still endlessly grumbled while he did so. Julius watched with great interest as he saw how the three of them worked together, with Sally gathering the harder to reach broken pieces with her Gel Magic, and Rades carrying the endless parts with his Wraith Magic, putting all of them into Valtos’ pitch black portals, who then had even the biggest remains disappear in the blink of an eye.
They managed to work for a good while before Julius ended up interrupting them. He promised himself that all he was going to do was observe, but he couldn’t help himself. He had to take a closer look, to have the countless questions in his mind answered. Gel Magic had so many interesting properties, Spatial Magic was so practical yet so rare, and Wraith Magic was unlike anything he had ever seen before.
“So how do all of your magics work?” Julius stepped between the three of them, his lavender eyes sparkling with curiosity. Sally immediately turned around to respond, and Rades, looking for any chance to stop working, followed suit. Valtos gave a low grunt of annoyance but turned around as well.
“My Gel Magic can carry lots of different things inside of it!” Sally explained. “It’s perfect for collecting samples! Or taking people around too!”
Being with these people and seeing how...casual they all acted made him nearly forget why there were stuck cleaning the capital in the first place, until the memory of Asta, the strong, brave magic knight, trapped by the girl in front of him entered his mind. “Ah, I see,” was all Julius could say. He knew that even if they still wanted to, they wouldn’t be able to create that sort of turmoil to the people of the kingdom again, but their past crimes were still always going to be in the back of his mind when he was with them.
He cleared his throat. Still, that wasn’t going to stop him from wanting to learn more about their powers. “How about you?” he asked Valtos. He was interested to find out just how similar or different his magic might be to his advisor Cob’s.
Valtos shrugged. “My magic’s simple. I open portals and teleport people and objects. I also have a couple of attack spells and a transformation spell. That’s all there is to it, really.”
“Can I see it more closely?”
Valtos opened a black portal beneath a pile of bricks and Julius leaned up to it to look closer as they disappeared.
“I’ve never seen portals like yours, where they open horizontally and whatever’s on it sinks to the other location,” Julius commented. But it made sense, he realized, given how exactly this man had utilized his magic against the magic knights before. Ignoring the tension in his chest again, he added, “There’s another spatial mage I know, whose spells could never work the way yours does, because of the form his portals take. Unless...he could make a trapdoor portal! Ooh...I’m gonna ask him about that.”
“Rades, your turn!” Sally said. “Show him your magic!”
“No!” Rades folded his arms.
“What?” Julius asked.
“I said no! Don’t even tell him what affinity mine is!” Julius knew better than to tell him he was already aware of what it was.
“Oh, come on, Rades!” Sally said. “You’re no fun!”
“What’s the problem?” Valtos asked. “Even I went and showed my magic.”
“Yeah!” Julius nodded. “Don’t worry. It’s just a fun thing to do as a little break from all the work. You won’t get in trouble; I’m the one distracting you guys.”
“How many times do I have to say it?!” Rades pointed at Julius, glaring with his uncovered eye. “I’m sick of countless people like you hearing about my magic and sighing about how it was always inevitable that I ended up here! You know, maybe, just maybe, my magic had absolutely nothing to do with it!”
Julius repeated, “What?”
“Yeah! Maybe it had to do with you guys seeing the nonexistent worst in me before I ever even did anything, and banishing me, ostracizing me, leaving me alone with no one, absolutely no one, except for one person, one person, who used me for his own crimes and goals and threw me away, so now I’m stuck here! You guys are the ones that made it inevitable for me! You just blamed my magic while you did it!”
Julius glanced at Sally and Valtos, but from the looks on their faces, they seemed just as surprised as he was by the outburst. “You don’t have to talk about or show me it. It’s fine.”
“Good,” was all Rades grumbled.
Julius watched as Rades continued to work, recalling what little he knew about Rades’ past. He used to be a Purple Orca before he got exiled from the squad and kingdom. The same squad as Zara. He wondered how much Rades’ status as a commoner might’ve had to do with his banishment, in addition to his magic affinity. As violent and bitter Rades had become, that did not change the fact that he was yet another person the Clover Kingdom forsook for no good reason at first. Another person Julius wasn’t able to help, at first.
The three prisoners kept working for the rest of the day, and before Julius knew it, the area was completely cleared. “Great job, guys! You’ve earned another break!”
“Finally!” Rades did not waste a moment. He immediately made his away over to one corner of the street, sitting on the sidewalk and humming to himself. Valtos went the opposite direction, staring at the sun as it sank behind a cluster of buildings.
“Hey!” Julius didn’t fail to notice Sally right behind him but did not keep her from approaching him. “I figured out why you were so acting so secretive earlier when you told us you were watching us today!”
“Did you now?” Julius looked around, but unfortunately they did too good of a job cleaning the place for him to find anything he could use. There’s that spell I just started working on, but it’s not anywhere near ready for me to cast yet...
“Yeah! Your hair color, your eyes! You’re his spitting image!” Sally grinned, triumphant over her discovery. “It makes sense that anyone related to the wizard king would want to hide their identity from us, after what almost happened to him a couple months ago.”
“Huh?” Julius asked.
“You know, I’ve met him before! He’s cool!” As if just noticing the look on his face, Sally only then said, “Don’t worry! I won’t tell anyone!”
“Glad to hear it.” Julius smiled back. “Because if you do...”
“Ah, there’s no need for threats. I promise I won’t even tell Rades or Valtos,” she assured him.
Julius sighed. “All right.”
“Can I ask you a question though?”
“...What is it?”
“Why did you agree to watch us? I know Valtos said that Patri, our old leader, had nearly killed the wizard king. I mean, I don’t think I would mind too much if I had to spend time with someone who hurt me before, but that’s just me. Do you really not mind we’re from the group that attacked your relative?”
Julius blinked at her. “I...Well, it’s not that I don’t mind. I will admit, it’s hard to be around you guys knowing what you’ve done. But now, everyone needs to work together to help the kingdom recover. As for the reason I’m here in the first place, well, I was just curious. How was this kind of sentence working out for you? I’ve decided it’s fitting; the least you three can do is clean up the mess you’ve helped make.”
“Hm,” Sally thought about his response for a moment. “Well, Rades doesn’t seem to like it, but I think Valtos does, for the same reason you gave. I don’t have a strong opinion about it. It doesn’t leave a lot of time for me to research though.”
“Well, it’s not about how you feel about it,” Julius pointed out.
Sally shrugged. “I was asking about why you’re here because,” she looked down at the ground, “I’ve never really considered that type of thing before. There’s someone who made me a promise, but he hasn’t lived up to that promise yet, even though it’s been months. I’m starting to wonder...did he go back on it because he doesn’t want to be around me?”
“Who made you the promise?” Julius asked.
“A Black Bull. Asta’s his name.” Sally fiddled her hands around glumly. “He promised he’d let me experiment on him, as long as I didn’t hurt him and I helped other people. But that’s what I’ve been doing this whole time here, right? Helping! And if he wants to he could totally use whatever I make out of my research too! So why hasn’t he visited and lived up to his promise yet? Is it because he can’t stand to be around me, after what I’ve done?”
Julius looked at the young prisoner. She had a desperation in her eyes that Julius knew all too well: the desperation to learn. And he had a feeling that Asta was not one to break promises, unless he had a really good reason to. “Well, the Black Bulls have been dealing with a lot lately. He might’ve just not had the chance to fulfill his promise yet. I’ll tell you what. How about I try and see for myself what Asta wants, and if he is still up for it, I’ll set up a date for you two.”
“Really?” Sally’s eyes shimmered, and she shook her hands around, causing her handcuffs to rattle as she was barely able to contain her relief and excitement. “Thank you!”
“No, of course.” Julius nodded at her. “This will be really useful for the kingdom as well.”
He couldn’t help but get his hopes up that such a thing would get to happen. He knew all about the research Sally conducted while in the Eye of the Midnight Sun, everything from her magic items to the bodies she grew for the leaders. It was all morbid and fascinating.
Perhaps with a few...ethical limitations, she can be of great use to the Clover Kingdom. An asset beyond what Julius could possibly imagine at the moment.
He glanced back at Valtos and Rades in the distance. And not just her. Those other two have skills as well that would do numbers for the kingdom. I should try and see if I can set them up with anything else too. But if not now, if anything ever comes up later, I’m sure they can help out a bit too then at least.
Soon, the three prisoners had to go, and so Julius said his goodbyes. Valtos cleared his throat before saying, “I apologize for my initial doubts towards you. I was just worried about what kind of trouble a false guard could bring if anything were to happen. But you’ve more than proven that you are a good, legitimate magic knight and guard, if a little...distractible. So, whatever it’s worth, you have my respect.”
Ignoring the tiniest hint of guilt over all his white lies after what Valtos just said, Julius simply nodded at him. “Thank you.”
“Yeah, I guess it was fun. Better than dealing with Jack, at least,” Rades conceded. Julius nodded at him as well.
“So you’ll really go and see if Asta will still keep his promise for me?” Sally asked.
“Yes,” Julius confirmed.
“Thank you!” she said again, and then shook his hand profusely with both her own.
He took a step back once she was done. “Yeah. No problem. This’ll be really good, if Asta does keep his promise.” He looked up at her. “You’re going to do great things for the Clover Kingdom now, I’m sure.”
#black clover#julius novachrono#valtos#sally black clover#rades spirito#black clover fanfiction#black clover oneshot#I need to mention I’ve started this literal years ago and FINALLY bothered to finish it#ignore the ending that was the one thing keeping me from finishing it so I just wrote something
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While I was sleeping I had a scenario by Lucius Zogratis to ask a writer I SWEAR THE SCENARIO WAS VERY GOOD BUT I FORGOT
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#black clover#black clover x y/n#black clover x reader#black clover x you#lucius zogratis#julius novachrono#julius novachrono x reader#Lucius zogratis x reader#black clover oneshot#black clover scenarios#julius x reader#lucius x reader#lucius imagines
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Imagine thinking Charlotte disliked you because of the nickname you had given her
“Hey Prickly Princess!” Yami greeted Charlotte as he entered the grand hall, her head lifting as she internally panicked over the way he said that nickname she had grown to love, because it was given to her by him.
“Yami, late as always.” She replied, “Tell me is it just you or did you bring…”
“Hey Char Char, how are you?” You asked, you hand resting on Yami’s bicep as she glared at you.
“I told you, call me…”
“Call you Captain Charlotte of the Blue Rose Knights, pesant.” You mimicked as Yami smiled at your impression, Charlotte’s blood boiling at the fact that you were the one who made him laugh? “Char Char, don’t you think that is a mouth full.”
“No.” She growled before walking away, leaving you two to watch her saunter over to William.
“Why do I feel like she hates me?” You asked, as Yami looked down towards you, “Probably because you kicked her ass that one day when she tried to insult the Black Bull men.”
“Maybe.” You replied, neither of you even aware that the real reason could have ever been that she was in love with your boyfriend.
#black clover imagine#black clover imagines#black clover fanfic#black clover fanfiction#black clover one shot#black clover oneshot#black clover oneshots#black clover one shots#yami sukehiro imagine
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hello-! may I please request a fic with Y/N being really affectionate towards william and him starting to cry with happiness over how sweet youre being (like him being touch starved)
sorry if i didn't word this well and have a nice day :3
Hiya there! Of course you can, you worded it just fine don’t worry! And William probably is touch starved considering how mistreated he was by his step mom and father 😔, I hope you enjoy~!
Word Count: 584
Warnings: None
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Willam quietly sat on the couch in his living quarters. Lately there had been so manny changes with everyone and everything that it was beginning to overwhelm him. Julius was missing, along with Damnatio, Fuegoleon, Nozel, and Charlotte were currently in the running to become the next Wizard King/Queen. It was a lot in a short amount of time and he was barely keeping it together. He put on a brave face in front of his squad members and lover, but honestly? It was becoming a harder and harder thing to do.
William suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around his shoulder and hug him tightly. He tensed a bit in surprise but once he saw who it was he relaxed a bit. It was his partner. They must’ve just gotten back to the Golden Dawn base.
“ What is this for?” William asked curiously, and his partner just shrugged with a small smile on their face.
“ I dunno, I guess I just felt that you needed a hug today.” They muttered simply as they gave him another gentle squeeze.
William felt his heart skip a beat in his chest before a wave of warmth overcame him. They…just felt that he needed one today? He tried to recall if he had maybe let his true feelings slip at some point but he couldn’t think of anything. The last person who had ever been able to tell when he needed a hug or some words of comfort was his mother. She somehow always knew without him having to say a word, and his partner was no different.
He thought he had been good at hiding it from, but apparently he wasn’t good enough. Suddenly tears welled up in his eyes before falling down his cheeks. He reached a hand up and gently placed it on his partners arm and held it.
“ Huh? Hey William, are you okay? What’s wrong?” His partner asked in concern and William smiled tearfully before shaking his head at them.
“ It’s nothing I’ve just…been overwhelmed by everything lately and…I guess I really needed a hug.” William said as he sniffled a bit and began to wipe his tears away.
They moved away from William, surprising him a bit, before they walked around the couch and sat down next to him. They wrapped their arms around him once again and hugged him tighter then they had just a moment ago. William smiled a bit more before he wrapped his arms around them and rested his forehead on their shoulder.
“ You can talk to me you know? If the weight gets to be too much you can always give some of it to me, I’ll be more than happy to help you carry it.” They said softly as they patted his back.
“ I don’t want to burden you with my troubles…”
“ You’re not a burden William, and you never will be, so please don’t keep it all to yourself. Let me help you.” They urged and William felt that warmth wash over him again, how did he find someone as amazing and kind hearted as them?
So, William began to tell his Partner all his troubles and worries. Many tears were shed, and comforting words were shared, but William was glad he had his partner by his side. Helping him when he needed it, comforting him when he needed it. He was so very lucky to have them in his life, and constantly thanked the universe for allowing him to meet them.
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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!
#asks#theautisticfroglord#black clover#black clover oneshot#black clover fanfic#black clover x reader#black clover x y/n#black clover x you#william vangeance#william vangeance x reader#william vangeance x y/n#william vangeance x you#black clover william
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Hello hello! If I may, I'd like to request for fuegoleon fic
Where his wife s/o is busy with work or something so she leaves their 2 year old daughter with Fuego and he takes her to his office? Cue the crimson lion kings going crazy over their captains adorable little baby girl and they all sorta get distracted throughout the day taking care of the little bundle. But eventually she gets really fussy and sad and Fue understands it's because she misses her mom and he kisses her forehead and says he misses her too
S/o comes back home to fue and baby waiting for her and it's just a huge fluff fest basically
I love your writing so much❤️❤️❤️❤️
LOTS OF HUGS AND KISSES TO YOU <3
Hello hello!!
AAAAAAA this is so sweeeet!!! I was more than happy to write this one! I hope it makes you smile!!! AND HUGS AND KISSES RIGHT BACK TO YOU <3 and thank you!!! I might or might not be happy sobbing
Pairing: Fuegoleon x f!reader
Genre: Nothing but family fluff fluff fluff
Fanfic type: Oneshot
Length: ~0.9k
Sunlight filtered through the glass of the window and cascaded onto the floor of Fuegoleon’s office. The crimson carpet was practically illuminated by the gentle soft glow, against which the steam rising from Fuegoleon’s tea cup on the table could be seen.
But he wasn’t looking at the carpet, or the steam rising from the tea. He was looking at his daughter playing on the carpet. Her hair, which reminded him of his own, but was much more vibrant, glimmered in the light of the sun. And her eyes, which also reminded him of his own, sparkled full of joy and hope. But she did have a lot of your features. Which was something he’d muse while tapping the tip of his daughter’s nose at times, while telling her that she has a cute nose. Just like her mother.
She was drawing something, while occasionally glancing at, very intently, at her lion plushie.
Another masterpiece in the works, he smiled to himself, radiating nothing but pride and love he held for his daughter.
“Father watch!” She called out while stumbling onto her feet and picking up the paper.
“Hm?” He lifted his head while putting down his pen, as she stumbled over with a wide grin on her face.
“Us!” She said while showing him a picture with 4 blobs. “Mother,” she pointed to a shape on the right, “father” she pointed to a shape on the left, “me” she pointed to a shape in the middle, “Lele” she pointed to a shape below the three other ones, because she had wanted to include her lion plushie.
“Excellent work,” he patted her head. “Father is very proud,” he told her, which made her smile even wider.
There was a knock at the door, and Randal appeared from behind it.
“I’m sorry to disturber Sir, but I … thought the little lady might want something to drink,” he said while crouching down and holding a few juice boxes in hand.
“Thank you,” Fuegoleon nodded as the daughter was already happily making her way through the first juice box.
“Watch!” She showed Randal her drawing.
“Magnificent job my lady,” he smiled while getting up.
“Mhm!” She nodded her head vigorously. “Show mother?” She asked while looking back to Fuegoleon, as Randal lingered in the doorway.
“Mother is busy dear,” he told her with an apologetic shake of his head.
“When?” She asked with a frown.
“In a few hours,” he replied.
But all it did was make her teary eyed.
“But mom now!” She cried as Fue got up from his chair and Randal took a step further into the hallway.
Fuegoleon nodded to Randal who took it as a cue to leave, and closed the door, while Fue picked up his daughter into his arms.
“I understand dear,” he spoke with soft syllables while cradling her in his arms. “I miss her too,” he admitted while placing a kiss onto her forehead. “And she surely misses us too,” he told her.
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Evening had started to set as you made your way back to your bedroom, or living quarters as it could be better described, since there were multiple rooms adjoined. And though you were tired from the long day, you couldn’t wait to see your husband and daughter again.
A smile crept onto your lips as you thought about it, about how you’d see them soon again, and that smile only widened as you opened the door, entering the bedroom.
“Mother!” You heard as soon as you opened the door, having barely had time to enter.
“Well hello darling,” you said while pushing the door closed behind you and crouching down with open arms to welcome you daughter, who was already stumbling to you as fast as her little legs could carry.
“Miss you!” She said to you while clinging onto you.
“I missed you too,” you smiled while picking her up.
“Welcome back,” Fue greeted while making his way to you as well.
“Thank you,” you smiled to him. “I hope the knights weren’t too inconvenienced by you having her today.”
“No, not at all,” he shook his head as amusement was painted over his lips. “In fact, she was quite the star of the day,” he said while wrapping his arm around your waist, and pressing a kiss onto your lips.
“Hmm,” you hummed into the kiss, feeling loved and cared for. “That’s good,” you continued while looking adoringly at your husband, and who looked equally, if not more, adoringly to you.
“We missed you,” he still said while glancing to your daughter who was now pressed against your chest in your arms, and clutched to you with closed eyes.
“Looks like she’s tired,” you mused with a hushed voice.
“She had a rough day,” he chuckled under his breath.
“By missing me?” You chuckled back with a glance to him.
“It is far more taxing than you give her credit for,” he mused with a twinkle in the corner of his eye.
“I see,” you giggled. “But she should get her ready for bed,” you told him, to which he agreed. It really had been a long day for all of you. But now you were together, as a family, as it should be.
#fuegoleon x reader#fuegoleon vermillion x reader#black clover fanfiction#black clover oneshot#black clover x reader
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Call You Mine
Pairing: SoftDom!Nozel Silva x Fem Reader
Summary: Based off of, In The Midnight Sky:
Nozel is late to a Captain's meeting for a change, and as the reader overhears Yami and Jack talking about Nozel, she can't help but get defensive considering the dates she and Nozel have gone on, and after the meeting, Nozel shows her a way she can shut them up next time...
Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) (Swearing, foreplay, bit of possessiveness, bit of rough sex, unprotected sex)
Word Count: 1.8k
Note: @chokieb (Figured I'd tag you since you asked about Nozel!)
“It’s rather unusual for Nozel to be late for a meeting,”
All of the captains were gathered at the table where we would always have our captain’s meetings. The empty chair next to me was Nozel’s, but he hadn’t arrived yet.
“He’s probably in the bathroom braiding his bangs,” Yami blubbered out, laughing with Jack.
I was never a hot head, but his comment made my blood boil in an instant, not getting any cooler as Jack added:
“Kah, that thing is hideous. How does he even see with that braid in the way?”
Hideous?! Nozel was far from that! I was ready to pick up the empty chair next to me, but instead, I cleared my throat loudly at the two of them.
“Huh?” Simultaneously, they both looked at me, curious about how I had such an attitude beaming their way.
After the night that I became a captain, Nozel and I had gone on a few dates, truly connected and I couldn’t deny the feelings that I had for him, and so, speaking up:
“I don’t appreciate the two of you making fun of Nozel. He’s never late. Maybe something important came up. So, stop talking about him.”
“Aww, look at her sticking up for him. Your crush on Nozel getting stronger huh?”
Jack’s words made my pupils go wide; my cheeks filled with anxious heat.
“A crush? On NOZEL?!” Yami started laughing and Jack nodded, laughing along.
“And how would that be any of your business if I do?! Just shut up and stop talking in general!” I was standing now and fuming, their laughs only making me angrier, but we all stopped when the door slammed shut.
No one even noticed Nozel step in and since he arrived, I quietly sat down and tried to act as if nothing happened.
The only thing I paid attention to was Nozel as he sat next to me at the end of the table, a smirk on his face.
Every single time I looked at him with that little smile on his face, I had to hide my face because of how crazy I smiled back, the fluster still in my face when the meeting began and under the table, he held my hand, soft thumb caressing over mine.
We didn’t speak during the meeting but our eyes did that for us. Just a gaze was all I needed to know from him.
He wanted me to go with him after the meeting. The twinkle in my eye and smile was a simple response and sure enough, everyone left and I made sure to leave last with Nozel behind me.
Walking out of there gave me so much relief like I could finally breathe, and Nozel brought me over to his family’s estate.
He was so caring, bringing me a glass of water as we decided to sit out on the balcony outside his bedroom.
“Are you okay now?” Holding and caressing my hand, I was feeling something alright, but I knew what he was really asking, and so, I nodded:
“Yes, I’m fine. Just glad that meeting is over.”
“I heard you yelling at Yami and Jack,” Great, now I was nervous again, stuttering on some words as I quickly explained:
“Yeahhh, I’m sorry about that. I never yell at anyone. It just came out of me- “
“My dear, you’re fine,” He assured me with a squeeze of my hand, calling me dear had me frozen, staring as he said, “I wanted to give you some advice on dealing with them. Next time they try to tease you like that again, all you have to say is one thing.”
“And what’s that?” I was so nervous and flustered that I could only manage a whisper, but following his movements as he stood up, bringing me closer.
“You tell them that you’re my girlfriend and that you won’t tolerate their rude comments.”
“G-Girlfriend?” The mix of happiness and nerves was becoming overwhelming. It was like I was dreaming.
“Mine,” His smile grew and so did mine, nodding at him when excitement took over me:
“They’re really in for it if they ever do it again. That’s for sure now.”
That made him laugh a bit, holding my waist, and there was this shift in his eyes along with his voice when he recalled:
“That they are. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so worked up before.”
“Well,” I tried to chuckle, explaining how I felt at that moment at the meeting, “It’s easy for them to say such things when they don’t know you like I do- “
“Never mind stressing about that anymore,” Silencing me with a stroke along my cheek, I got lost in his blue eyes and listened, “No one will ever know me as you do.”
My entire world came to a stop when he kissed me. Not the first time, but something about it was different from the other times.
Better. The bliss of it so much stronger.
I melted like butter in his arms, so gone I barely noticed that we were walking back into his room. The closing curtains that darkened the room caught my attention.
“Nozel- “I had my moments where I was oblivious, but seeing his cloak fall to the floor helped me put the pieces together.
“Yes, dear?”
Watching in silence, I knew what this was leading to considering we were right in front of the bed now, piece by piece, I stripped myself down to my bra and panties.
“I want you to know me like no one else does.”
I had my turn to watch, admiring how handsome he was from top to bottom, breathing faster when he was only wearing his briefs.
"Lay back then," His voice was nearly casting a spell upon me, listening to his command after he got rid of my bra, fingertips tracing the line of my panties with his lips tracing down my neck, "Let me get to know."
Slight hums formed into moans with his lips soon finding my breasts, hand running up my thigh now that my panties were gone, not wasting any time to slip through my folds, fingertip teasing my entrance before stretching me.
"Hmm!" Lip caught between my teeth, his mouth closing around my nipple, my nerves were set ablaze, adding another finger making the friction greater, but the soft pumps he gave a pleasure I'd only ever dreamt of.
"You don't have to be so quiet," Sitting up next to me, his teeth taking my lip after a soft kiss, getting the moans to leak out of me, pumping his fingers faster, making the heat I felt hotter, quickly able to find a sensitive spot along my walls and attack it.
"That's good to know," I huffed out, pressing my forehead against his as my words turned into gasps, "I'm really close, Nozel!"
The trembles taking over my legs were uncontrollable, thighs trapping his hand with a squeeze, but his hand was still able to work me, going faster at the sound of moisture building up and growing messier.
"My," Nearly a whisper, but his eyes had this look in them, smirking at how I was moaning more, slick making a mess of his hand, calm as ever as he sat up and stroked some hair away from my face, "Too much?"
"No," I quickly shook my head, eyes fixed on his cock fighting against his briefs, just that sight alone having me wanting more, giving him a confident smile of my own, "We still have to learn more about each other."
That little joke made me giggle, but easing back into the mood with the shake in my legs gone for the moment, spreading my legs apart for him.
"You're right," Positioning between my legs, the tip of his cock was such a pretty pink, a length no woman could complain about, already making me moan just by a soft touch against my clit.
He was so hard and steaming hot, my hand moving on its own to stroke it softly, guiding the tip downward, cooing as it felt my soaked, clenching walls:
"Take me, Nozel."
Our little running joke was short-lived the second he pushed into me, we were serious now, a low grumble coming from him, needing more and starting a series of soft thrusts, feeding more of his cock each time.
"Noz-ah, ngh!" My head turned into the pillow, fighting wild noises that I didn't even know I could make when I felt his entire cock inside me, a strong push right under my stomach.
"Hiding from me?" He created such a sweet burn with our hips grinding together, his tip stroking that same spot while he took my chin, having me look him in the eye.
"No, I-; Just-," I was so senseless I was beginning to babble, finally making out what my body was feeling, "You make me feel so good!"
A stutter came through my hips, making my legs shake and he knew how to take care of it, wrapping my legs around his waist, coming down to me while my hands wandered through his silver mane.
"I know," He hummed, hips hitting mine quicker with every word, "Drenching me, so tight. Does it feel good to be mine?"
"Y-Yess!" There was a sting in my eyes from trying to find his gaze while the pleasure wanted to make my vision disappear, holding his face to kiss, "So-; Sooo, damn good, Nozel!"
There was a sudden stop, going to take a second to breathe, but all the wind was knocked out of me when his hips slammed into mine, falling back to the bed, gripping the sheets instead of him considering how hard my knuckles curled, choking on moans that were turning into slight screams.
"You're mine," Whispering in my ear, even he had trouble fighting his groans from my walls beginning to spasm, the circle around my stomach so much heavier, continuing to tell me, "Be proud. Let everyone in this kingdom know who's your man."
"You, Nozel!" The orgasm coming after me had my body jolting, clinging to him again with every inch of nail, legs squeezing his waste with what little power I had left, "I'm cumi-ngh, ah! Ah!"
"Fuck," His chest rumbled against mine as his thrusts slowed, weight sinking us into the mattress, my slick gushing out every drop while he spread my legs wide, sending out the last bit of strength he had with ardent thrusts, making me feel every slight tingle from dragging out every wave of my orgasm.
"Nozel-" Before even thinking of what to say, a long, gasping moan lingered at his hot seed shooting on my stomach, his hand stroking out every drop, tired eyes watching as it was the hottest thing I've seen, "Oh my god."
He looked at me with concern at first, but I took that away with my smile, assuring him:
"Don't worry. I was just thinking about how sexy that was."
"Sexy, huh?" He smirked proudly, cock still firm in his hand, leaning down to kiss me as I nodded, teasing a little, "Maybe you'll get a little more sexiness while we take a bath, hm?"
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#black clover#black clover imagine#black clover fic#black clover smut#black clover oneshot#black clover x reader#black clover x y/n#nozel silva#nozel silva fic#nozel silva imagine#nozel silva smut#nozel silva oneshot#nozel silva x reader#nozel silva x y/n#read and enjoy
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CAPTAIN AND HIS SUBORDINATE
→ Yami Sukehiro x m reader
tw: make out session?
It didn't take Asta long to settle into life at the Black Bulls headquarters. He felt honored to be part of such an incredible group. However, there was a small issue: under the leadership of Captain Yami, there was also a subordinate named [Y/n] who gave off this intimidating aura that shook Asta to his core. Worst than Captain Yami.
After getting used to his new home over the course of several days, the 15-year-old was an early riser, continuing his routine of waking up his captain. Despite having permission to do so, it seems the captain was grumpy each morning. On a certain day, Asta found himself hesitating before knocking on the wooden door, listening to the usual long silence. Summoning his courage, he called out.
"Captain! Sir, it's morning!" Asta persisted, ignoring the hesitation, he knocked repeatedly until the door creaked open. Revealed behind it was the intimidating figure of Yami, who fixed Asta with a nasty glare. The ash-gray-haired boy couldn't help but squeak in fear at the sight of his powerful captain.
"Don't you ever stop with the damn knocking?" Yami's voice boomed with irritation, causing Asta to shrink back slightly, his nerves on edge from the captain's sharp tone.
"I-I'M SORRY, SIR, YOU TOLD ME WAKE YOU-" Asta's words stumbled out in a rush, his voice laced with fear as he bowed profusely in respect. As he lowered his gaze, his eyes caught sight of small bite marks on Yami's neck, causing him to pause in confusion. Were those...? No, it couldn't be. Before he could dwell on his thoughts, he felt Yami's grip tightened around his head, the pain intensifying.
"Hey. Are you listening?" Yami's voice lowered ominously, causing Asta to flinch and yelp. "Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" Fortunately, his captain showed mercy, releasing his grip on Asta's head. "What are you standing around for? Get back to cleaning," Yami commanded sternly. Forgetting about the mysterious marks, Asta saluted him and obeyed.
"Sir, yes, sir!"
With a burst of energy, he dashed down the hallway, likely waking up others in the process. Yami scratched his neck, an annoyed expression crossing his face. "That damn kid."
"He has a lot of spirit, I can see why you picked him," a groggy voice emanated from inside the room, belonging to a specific [h/c] figure who comfortably nestled into warm sheets, his form practically naked, adorned with marks far worse than Yami's, each one filled with love. The sight of his lover sprawled out like that elicited a hum from the man and savored the moment. With a smile, he closed the door, granting them both some privacy.
"You can say that again, he's a pain in the ass but he's strong," Yami agreed with a small smirk, meeting [Y/n]'s raised eyebrow with a knowing look. Yami walked over to lay beside him, craving his embrace without needing to ask for it. "Stronger than you?"
"No, not really..." Yami trailed off, his attention fully captivated by him. Leaning in, he pressed a soft kiss, reigniting the passion between them that had been interrupted earlier by Asta. Any lingering thoughts vanished as Yami's lips moved against [Y/n]'s soft ones, consuming him with hunger and desire as if it was his last meal. Their bodies entwined, Yami's muscular frame pressing down, his arms encircling his waist as their chests pressed together in a warm embrace, lost in the moment.
Yami's tongue slowly slipped into [Y/n]'s mouth, eliciting a gasp of surprise from the other. His subordinate was enveloped in pure bliss, his mind becoming blank as he surrendered to the sensation of being touched in such a way. As he felt himself sinking back into the mattress, overwhelmed with pleasure, he let out a muffled moan. With a dark chuckle, Yami teasingly drawing blood from [Y/n]'s bottom lip with his teeth before pulling away. It was a cute sight, seeing his boyfriend breathless and flushed from nothing more than "simple" kisses.
The heated atmosphere shifted when Yami felt a hard tug on his black hair, causing him to wince, [Y/n] clicking his tongue disapprovingly and decided to push Yami off of him in order to breath. "Jeez, lucky for you, I'm into that sort of thi-" he was cut off mid-sentence by a pillow smacking his face, prompting a snicker from [Y/n]. "C'mon, we can't lay here in bed all day."
Yami groaned, but then he playfully pulled him back down onto the bed without using much strength. He lacked the energy to get up and desired to stay in bed a while longer. "I'm the Captain, and I order you to stay here, it's barely morning..." he complained. [Y/n] remained stubborn and didn't listen, a trait that perhaps was one of the reasons Yami fell in love with him in the first place.
Putting on a pair of pants, his subordinate shook his head with a knowing smile.
"As your...husband, I order you to go do your job of being captain." His back facing Yami, he couldn't see the way he paused and widened his eyes slightly in realization from being referred to. The [h/c] left the room without a single word. He on the other hand still had so much to process. Feeling his heart quickening in his chest, he snorted while covering his mouth after leaning back in defeat.
Shit, I'm in love, huh?
#x male reader#fluff#oneshot#anime x male reader#black clover#black clover x male reader#black clover x y/n#yami sukehiro#male reader#drabble#fanfic#fanfiction#anime
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Nacht tilted his head at the giant white building he was about to enter, observing just how pristine it looked from where he stood. Such an awfully nice place to be, especially for those types of people...
He used his magic to travel through the shadow of the building and get inside, then wandered through the halls to find the people he was there to talk to. His usual sardonic smile formed as he did so, thinking about all the things he saw from them secondhand with his Shadow Magic. It was certainly going to be interesting to actually meet them.
He eventually found the place he was looking for, and knocked on the door labeled Magic Tool Research. A blond man in a white lab coat and goggles answered. He took off his goggles to show his wide, confused eyes, and said, “Um, hello. What can I do for you?”
“Hello. You must be Dr. North. I’m Nacht Faust, Vice Captain of the Black Bulls Magic Knight Squad. I’d like to speak to you and your friends here on an important matter.”
“My friends?” he asked. “Oh! You mean—“
“Yes, them. Are they available to talk?”
“Yes! Of course!” He widened the door to let Nacht in, and offered a seat from one of the lab tables. When Nacht didn’t sit down, he cleared his throat awkwardly and then rushed across the room to open a door from the other side and yelled, “Guys, come down! The Vice Captain of the Black Bulls has come here to talk to us!”
In response, out came an exasperated groan from one person, while simultaneously, another voice asked, “Is this about that explosion last month, Makusa? I told you, it was an accident this time, I swear!” However, the first person to arrive was dead silent as he entered the room through a pitch black portal on the ground. His gray hair covered one of his strange eyes with black sclerae, as well as one of the two symmetrical lines on his face. Not long after, the two sources of noise came down: one with long purple hair and an eye patch, and another with short black hair and red glasses.
“Ah, so you are the people that caused quite a bit of trouble for my teammates and kingdom while I was gone.” Nacht’s smile widened and his cold blue eyes narrowed as he spoke.
“What do you want?” snapped the man in the eye patch.
“So brusque,” Nacht commented. “I hate people like that.”
“Does it look like I care?”
Nacht ignored him and turned to face Makusa as he spoke to the four of them. “What I’m about to say is confidential information, so don’t go around letting this slip and causing a public panic.” He closed his eyes. “Captain Vangeance of the Golden Dawn and Sukehiro of the Black Bulls have been kidnapped by the Spade Kingdom.”
“What?! How?!” Makusa asked.
“Two members of the Dark Triad invaded our kingdom and attacked those two squads. And one of them used Spatial Magic to take the captains away for a little plan of theirs.” Nacht gave the man with the lined face the quickest glance before turning back to Makusa. “They want to use the captains in a ritual that will transport the underworld’s devils into our world.”
Makusa was too shocked to respond. All he could do was stare at his visitor in horror.
“So what are telling us this stuff for?” the patched man asked.
“I’m gathering a team to go to the Spade Kingdom and rescue the captains before their ritual is completed, and I’d like for you,” he said to Makusa, “to make some sort of magic item that will help us infiltrate the Spade Kingdom undetected.”
“Of course!” Makusa nodded. “Sally and I will begin right away!”
“Use Sally if you must,” Nacht sighed.
“Trust me,” Makusa said. “Sally should be the one leading this kind of project.”
“Very well, but I also have another job for her, Valtos, and Rades Spirito.” He looked at Sally. “You three have been chosen as part of the team that will be sent to rescue Yami and Vangeance.”
“Alright.” Rades lifted his head, suddenly interested. “How much time are we talking?”
Nacht raised an eyebrow at him. “In the Spade Kingdom? Well, once the ritual starts it would take seven days—“
“No, I meant off our sentences,” Rades clarified.
“Who said anything about shortening your sentences?” Nacht asked. “Given the nature of your sentences, if you ask me, I think you’ve all been let off too easily anyways.”
Rades let out a burst of laughter. “Then what’s in it for us if we do take this job?”
“What’s in it for you?” Nacht’s smile widened to a point where it was unnatural, unsettling to look at. “How about by taking this job and playing your part in stopping the ritual, the world as you know it doesn’t become a literal Hell on Earth for everyone, including yourself. Is that not enough of an incentive to help?”
Rades glared at Nacht, but could not think of anything else to say, so Valtos shared, “Well, I don’t mind if our sentences don’t get lowered, even if we do help. Like you just said, it is a matter bigger than all of us. Besides, this would be a good opportunity to keep atoning for my sins.”
“Shut up, Valtos!” Rades yelled.
Nacht let out a low chuckle at Valtos. “You? Atone? After everything you’ve done? Well, whatever helps you sleep at night, I suppose.”
He turned to Sally. “What about you? What do you have to say about this arrangement?”
“I’m just curious.” Sally tilted her head at Nacht. “Who else is going to be on this team?”
“The captains of the other squads, or the vice captain if not the captain. Well, besides the Purple Orcas. They’ll stay behind to keep things in order here while we’re gone. And...one of my teammates is also coming along.”
Sally’s eyes widened. “Is it Asta?! It has to be Asta! You can’t go into a place like the Spade Kingdom without any abilities like his!”
Nacht sighed. “You’re right. It’s him. But don’t you dare think that means you’ll get to bother him at any point during this mission. You’re going to be tasked with a different job from his. While he helps defeat the Triad, you’re going to evacuate the Spade Kingdom civilians.”
Sally shrugged and said, “Okay, I guess!”
Nacht scoffed. “‘Okay, I guess’?”
“Well, what did you want her to say?” Rades asked.
“This is a serious mission. The world is quite literally at stake here. So how about ‘Of course’ or ‘I’ll do my best’?” Nacht let out an exasperated sigh. “But what else would I expect from you guys other than to be the types of people I absolutely despise?” He looked at Rades. “Those who only care about their own suffering and don’t think of others.” He turned to Valtos. “Those who did evil things for the longest time but then think they can turn over a new leaf all of a sudden.” He glanced at Sally. “Those who don’t take devil business seriously.
“In all honesty, I hate that you three are even alive right now. With my Shadow Magic through my teammates, I’ve heard you,” he gestured towards Sally, “talk about you’ve been killed by your old leader, but thanks to your magic,” he turned back to Rades, “you all came back to life. You three don’t deserve any second chance to live. Not when so many others would be far more worthy of such a thing.”
Rades pointed a finger at Nacht, daring to look him in the eye even when Sally and Valtos couldn’t, and said, “Listen, I don’t care who you are, that you’re the vice captain of a magic knight squad, you need to shut your mouth! What makes you think you can talk to us like this?! You don’t know us! You have no idea what it was like for us! You have no right to judge us!”
“I’d say I know enough about you three. What I know is that only after you’ve lost everything was when you decided to repent, if at all. How ridiculous. How pathetic. How selfish.” Valtos and Sally exchanged glances as they noticed Nacht shivering.
Nacht took a deep breath, and he stopped shaking. “Still...I know I need to put aside my feelings for the sake of this mission. I hate to admit it, but you all have skills that would be incredibly useful.” He grinned at Rades, who was frozen in complete rage. “So, will you three do it?”
“I’ll do it!” Everyone turned their heads to see it was Makusa who spoke.
“What?!” Rades exclaimed.
Nacht blinked in surprise. “You weren’t one of the people selected for this. You don’t have to actually go on the mission, just help make the magic item I requested.”
“Well, you said yourself what’s at stake here. I don’t want to be stuck here while these three and the others are out there, knowing the fate of the world hangs in the balance.”
“Are you sure?” Nacht asked. “I’m only bringing mages of the highest skill, and you’re not even a magic knight. Will you be able to keep up with us?”
“I have a spell that’s perfect for the evacuation effort if things gets messy in the Spade Kingdom,” Makusa replied. “My Snow Magic will be able to hide us from the enemies if they start to gain the upper hand.”
Nacht’s smile faded and he nodded. “Very well. If that’s the case, I would be glad to have you on the team.”
“What?!” Rades repeated, staring wildly at Makusa. “You’re doing this?!” Makusa stayed silent as Rades processed what just happened.
“Sally, don’t tell me you’re joining too!” Rades gave a desperate grin to her.
“Sorry, but I am.” Sally shrugged. “I could never miss an opportunity like this to see so many different things.”
Knowing it was slim chance, he still turned and whispered, “Valtos?” who simply nodded at him in response.
Rades silently scratched his head in frustration before finally yelling, “Fine! I guess I’ll come along too...” and letting out an even louder groan than before.
“Excellent.” Nacht’s eerie smiled returned. “We’re all going to meet up in three days’ time right before the mission. Until then, do what you can to get ready.” And with that, using his Shadow Magic, he slid away, leaving the four to their own devices. They all looked at each other.
“Why is everyone in that squad so damn infuriating?!” Rades asked.
“Calm down, Rades.” As he spoke, Valtos stared at the shadow Nacht went through, the one of the chair Makusa had offered Nacht. “Don’t let him bother you.”
“Well, we may as well get started on that magic item now,” Makusa suggested. Sally nodded, and the two made it over to a lab table to begin planning.
After such an unpleasant encounter and hearing such disturbing news, they were all surprised to feel less dread and more anticipation for what was to come. Whether they liked it or not, they now had this responsibility to help prevent the ruin of the world, including the land three of them had tried to ruin themselves not too long ago, which they were sure this mysterious Black Bull would not let them forget about as long as he could help it.
#black clover#nacht faust#makusa north#rades spirito#sally black clover#valtos#black clover fanfiction#black clover oneshot#black clover manga spoilers#I am presuming a lot of things about my faves’ situation post first time skip and also how this scene might’ve went down in general#but I had to I had to write Nacht bitching at my favorite characters#since I was really hoping Tabata would include a scene like this in the Spade arc but he never did#I hope I did not go overboard with Nacht projecting his self hatred into them bc I do think he has a lot in common with them
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Felicem Natalem Diem
Fandom: Black Clover|
Nozel Silva x Male Reader
Birthday Request –> @reallyromealone
Masterlist
Nozel sighed deeply through his nose, pinching the bridge. The paperwork keeps staging and staging, towering dangerously on the desk. Doesn't matter if he starts with it early in the mornings, without taking any (necessary) breaks, at the end of the day it still would be the endless amount of papers to sign.
It was tempting to continue but Nozel really shouldn't and couldn't. Not on this special day. Another sigh left his lips as he stood up, moving his shoulders a bit, to get some tension lose.
Nozel walked out, through the corridors and to the kitchen. Nodding at Servants and head-chief.
«My Lord, what pleasure can I do for you?»
«I know it's almost lunch, but I want you to make a small breakfast. Something simple would be enough. No lunch today, tea time is enough and dinner at around 9.»
«As you wish. Any other wishes, my lord?»
«Yes. Make tonights dinner as grand as possible! Every dish my prince has comment to like and love.
~~~
The first thing Nozel did, when entered the bedroom, was to place down the tray—with a simpleton breakfast, consisting of scrambled eggs, bacon, pancakes and a glass of Tea—onto the nightstand and taking a seat next to his beloved. You.
Nozel admits the sight before him. How you laid in bed, curled into the heavy blankets—even when it was amidst summer and the heat almost unbearable on some days—still sleeping peacefully, snoring ever so slightly.
Nozel, mindful and gentle, leaned over you. One arm next to your head, supporting his weight, as the other drove through your hair. Prepping your face with kisses and lingers a moment longer on your lips.
«It's time to wake up, love.» a low whisper he did near your ear, blowing a hot breath around it. You stirred just a bit and Nozel gave you another prep of kisses. If no one was to come to wake you up, you would sleep till late noon and Nozel wasn't gonna have that. Not today, not on your special day. Your birthday.
Another raspberry of hot breath he blew towards your ear and this time you awoke fully. Blinking owlish at your husband. Smiling upon him as he gave you another peck on the side of your lips.
«You shouldn't be sleeping in, love. It is almost lunch time and there is a lot to do today.»
«Sleep is good, it's nice and comfy...» you mumbled out as a answer. Mind still in a slight haze of blissful sleep.
Rubbing your eyes and stretching your body, you sat up on the bed, against the headboard. Nozel craws over you, sitting next to you. Reaching over you, he took the tray off the nightstand and places it on your lap. Taking you into his arms.
«Didn't you said we had lunch already?» you asked confused, but begun to eat anyways.
«Indeed. But since it's your birthday, we will have a slight differ eating schedule.»
«Aah! Yes it is, it is, but you have to eat too! I Can't eat this big breakfast alone,»
A big breakfast? Huh, Nozel only saw 3 Pancakes and that bit of bacon and scrambled eggs, couldn't be called big. Though he did, to please you, took bites of it. Even let you feed him.
~~~
Tea time was normal held in the garden. Considering the heat though, this time it took place in the grand ballroom.
Nozel sat still, letting you braid flowers into his hair while you talked about how adorable your nieces and nephews were the other day and how the amounts of presents and flowers you had received today, glaring at his younger siblings—who aren't even hiding their amusement of how smitten and soft Nozel has become.
Perhaps, being promised one another since birth and actually together for whole 20 years, does that to everybody. Getting more softer within the ages.
«I think that's enough with flowers [Name.]»
You hummed at your Husband, sitting down next to him and taking some sips of your Tea. For a outsider, someone who wouldn't be close to the family, would thought Nozel was rude. His voice always so monotonous and server, but you—after all these years—knew how Nozel means it.
«When will I get your present?»
«Tonight. I feared after all these years, I wouldn't find anything for you anymore. But I did.»
~~~
The Wedding day, Eve's night, Nozel and yours birthdays were the only dates throughout the years which makes you regret eating instantly. It was always a grand feast, making you stuffed and full to the brim. Bloating you would feel and it took some hours till you felt like not throwing up.
You laid in bed, hands on your stomach. Tonights dinner was grandiose grand as always and now all you want is to sleep.
«Close your eyes.» you did as Nozel told you, pulling you up into a sitting. You felt his hands around your neck, something cold leaning against your skin. When Nozel told you to open them again, you looked down. Gasping in aww.
«Noz! It's so beautiful!»
Nozel had gifted you a necklace. A pure silver one with a single [F.Colour] Gem stone in it. A slight shimmer of silverness in it.
«I know you have enough jewellery already. Though when Noelle showed me the Gem, I knew of what it reminds me. You.»
The kiss you gave Nozel, took him by surprise. You could be bold, dominant even, if you wanted—if he feels like letting you—sure. This kiss though, feels so much of passion and underlying want of lust—not pure feral lust, but the one filled with love.
Nozel smirked against your lips, hands on your hips, pulling you against him. He returned the kiss, taking the lead.
«How about I show you, just how beautiful I find you.» a whisper against your lips and night filled with love.
#male reader#black clover#nozel silva#nozel x male reader#nozel silva x male reader#male!reader#request#x male reader#black clover x male reader#anime#manga#fanfiction#oneshot
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Amaya's Ringtober 2023 Masterlist
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Masterlist:
How the Haikyuu boys would propose to you: Kenma, Kuroo, Daichi, Kageyama, Oikawa, Atsumu
The demon brothers reacting to their fiance losing her ring
Innocent childhood romance with Megumi where he gives you a promise ring
Nanami and his stay at home wife headcanons
Illumi angst scenario: his wife finds out he 'cheated' during one of his assassinations
Black Clover characters introduce you (their new finance) to their siblings: Finral, Gauche, Leo
Port mafia characters x reader arranged marriage AU (reader is Mori's relative): Dazai (he never left PM AU), Chuuya, Akutagawa
The 1A boys and the type of ring they would propose with
Tokyo Revengers characters picking out a ring: Mikey, Hanma, Draken, Chifuyu, Mitsuya
Gojo, Itadori and Nanami reacting to reader rejecting their proposal
Bnha characters arranged marriage AU x traditional reader: Izuku, Shoto, Bakugo, Denki, Shinso
Shigaraki x Redestro's daughter arranged marriage AU
How they would react to your ring being the wrong size: Gojo, Dazai, Bakugo, Shoto, L, Mikey
Your child broke your marriage ring scenario with Dabi
Bnha characters accidentally proposing at the same time as reader: Iida, Denki, Tokoyami, Dabi, Aizawa, Shinsou and Shigaraki
Reader reacting to finding out they once wanted to marry someone else- open to characters but wants Gojo, Megumi, Hisoka and Atsushi
Haikyuu characters noticing reader stopped wearing their ring (angst to comfort- everything's fine at the end) any characters + Ushijima and Kuroo
1A boys when the reader proposes to them
1A boys reacting to reader watching a wedding scene and saying 'that's going to be us someday?'
Gojo reacting to reader looking starstrucked by a wedding dress they see while shopping
BSD characters reacting to reader casually saying they're going to marry them one day
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Game Status:
OPEN, Currently Writing Reqs
Requests Status:
21/30 Reqs, 6/21 Written
#amaya's ringtober 2023#bnha x you#jjk drabbles#haikyuu smut#bsd x reader#haikyuu drabbles#death note x reader#assassination classroom oneshots#boku no hero academia#haikyuu imagines#jjk x you#bsd headcanons#black clover imagines#death note smut#jjk x reader#bsd imagines#assassination classroom#death note x you#black clover scenarios#haikyuu headcanons#bnha scenarios#haikyuu scenarios#jjk imagines#black clover x reader#haikyuu x you#bnha x reader#jjk headcanons#bsd smut#death note fanfiction#jjk smut
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Is anyone on the blog a fan of Black Clover? If so I have a one shot coming and I might add an alternate ending
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