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lyranova · 5 months

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Black Clover Characters as Gods:

I was inspired by my lovely mutual @loosesodamarble and her Butler AU! To make these, and I hope you enjoy~!

Fanfic HERE

In the world of Elysia resides the King of Gods Julius, and in the Underworld resides his twin brother Lucius.

The World of Clover is inhabited by mortals, who are ruled by an idiot king named Augustus Kira-Clover.

Alongside the mortals are the mysterious Fae. Beings said to have been created alongside the gods but not much is known about them and even rarely do you see one.

Alongside the Fae and mortals reside the Elves. They aren’t as mysterious as the Fae, and aren’t as elusive as the Gods. They are curious people, but are also skittish.

Each god has their own temple where the people of Clover can worship them, give them offerings, etc;

Once an Offering is made it cannot be taken back. Each God must get their own unique offering.

Gods are not Genies. They only grant wishes that they want to grant, or are within their power to grant. They also cannot grant wishes that include, or pertain to, another God.

Only one temple is consistently vacant, and that is the God of Dooms.

Yami Sukehiro: The God of Doom. Even though he doesn’t like to, he must always create some sort of chaos or doom in order to “keep the balance”. He has the least amount of worshipers, and is always blamed for the terrible and unfortunate things that happen in life, even if he isn’t the one who caused it.

William Vangeance: The God of Hope. He has the most worshipers out of the gods aside from Julius. He tries his best to instill hope in those that visit his temple, or to those that he believes needs it most. Has noticed that he has been getting less and less visitors lately. Meaning that the humans have begun to lose hope.

Fuegoleon Vermillion: The God of Passion. He tends to get mistaken as the god of lust, which means that he hears a variety of different stories before they figure it out, but he doesn’t mind. After all, he may be the wrong god, but he can still help them in a small way. His visitors tend to be those who want more passion, who are struggling with it, or who have too much.

Morgen Faust: The God of Day. He is probably the most positive god out of the group. He provides light to the mortal world and tends to have a lot of visitors. Usually it is people who wish for there to be more daylight or for the sun not to burn so hot that it destroys their crops. But he doesn’t mind as he enjoys seeing the mortals and hearing their stories.

Nacht Faust: The God of Night. He tends to get less visitors than his twin, but doesn’t really mind as he isn’t a fan of people, especially humans. He is the opposite of his twin in nearly every way, and is pretty close to the God of Doom. He is fond of using trickery to mess with humans and gods alike, but knows when he needs to be serious.

Nozel Silva: The God of Regret. He is the most serious of the gods, and doesn’t like it when they slack off on their jobs. He has 3 siblings whom he loves, but also keeps at a distance, especially after their mother, who was also a god, disappeared mysteriously. His visitors tend to be those suffering from some sort of regret or grief, which means the burden he carries is the heaviest, or second heaviest, out of all the gods.

Yuno Grinberryall: The God of the Stars. He is the son of the God of the Sun and Moon, and is still relatively “young” as far as gods go. But despite that he still gets quite a few visitors, mainly young women who seek his affection, but he refuses them all and only asks that they come to the temple for official “business” like the others. His visitors tend to ask when the next meteor shower is, or if the stars are aligned for things, or what the stars say about certain events.

Asta: A Demigod. His mother and younger brother are both mortals, but their father is a god. He has only recently discovered this fact, and has been living with the gods for the last few years in order to obtain “full god status”. He has been entrusted to the god of doom, and while working as a priest in his temple, has picked up a few of his habits.

#black clover #black clover au #yami sukehiro #william vangeance #fuegoleon vermillion #nozel silva #nacht faust #morgen faust #yuno grinberryall #black clover asta #julius novachrono #lucius zogratis #gods au!#just a few bulletpoints

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hweianime · 6 years

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I would call this one: The Fairy Odd Curse

Ok OMG, I want a crack fic where it’s Voldemort who dies and wakes up to like a messed up fairy tale world. And like he’s the prince to Harry’s princess. So his hell is pretty much having to save Harry over and bloody over again. Sometimes he gets magic sometimes he doesn’t.

It’s great because he’s fucking Voldemort so obviously he didn’t read a lot of fairy tales as a kid and therefore has to stumble through most of them blindly. (BTW THIS COULD BE A SNARRY TOO *hint hint*)

Once upon a time, there were two souls connected by fate. An unfortunate connection really. One that could only end with the death of the other. But as a rather barmy old wizard once said, death is just the next great adventure.

Lord Voldemort wakes up in a field. It’s a very nice field all things considered. Soft green grass, daisies, the smell of fresh mildew. The Dark Lord blinks. Huh.

There was a lot of places he was sure he would go, but he was fairly positive heaven was not one of them.

He lifts himself up from where he had been lying and he realizes with a start that these were not the clothes he had been wearing in his death. They were certainly not the sort of clothes he would have wished to wear in the afterlife either, or any life really. Poofy sleeves, and gauche colors lines with gold. He looked like one of those outdated cartoon pictures of a prince.

Tentatively he mapped out his face with his hands, his normal skin colored healthy looking hands. He sighs a little in relief. Fuck, if there was one thing he had really regretted as Voldemort, it was that extra step that made him lose his nose in the process. And also his looks but he wasn’t that vain. It was just... nose.

Voldemort stares quietly at the rolling green hills, his body come to think of it, isn’t the only thing that’s reverted back to its prime. His mind too feels… clearer. Sharper.

Sane.

“Your highness!”

….What?

So the first story is Harry Potter and the Seven Weasleys. Lucius is the wicked stepmother and yes, Harry is fucking Snow White. Skin as white as snow, hair as black as coal and eyes as green as a killing curse.

“No.” Voldemort backed away from the sleeping young man. He looked at the hopeful and worried expressions of seven redheads with freckled faces. “No.” He repeated firmly. Some of the tiny Weasleys began sobbing. As if he cared about these blood traitors’ piddly arse feelings.

“Oy, you gotta your highness.” The youngest boy scowls, “Only true love’s kiss can save Harry now.”

“NO.”

He totally ends up kissing Harry. It’s super reluctant. As is the feelings that tingled in his chest when he does so. Harry opens his eyes and smiles, clearly doesn’t recognize who Voldemort/Riddle is. Voldemort gets kissed by Harry, he doesn’t know why he allows it. He brings Harry back to his kingdom but the moment he steps into the castle grounds the world shifts again and he ends up in another fairytale universe. Rinse and repeat.

EXAMPLES

- The Little Mermaid. Harry’s the little mermaid, Barty Crouch is the evil octopus one since like Polyjuice and such similarities, Flounder is Ron, Sebastian is Hermione cause Sebastian fucking has common sense. Dumbledore would be King Triton.

Prince Tom grits his teeth as this so-called Hariel fails to even understand the simple concept of a fork. He lives under the sea, not under a rock, the idea of spearing something down in a hunt should be something the younger man should be familiar enough with. How in Merlin would they be able to eat otherwise?

Even worse, he’s mute for some reason. Fuck. How does this story end again, for the life of the prince he just could not remember.

- Beauty and the beast- self-explanatory right? All of the talking furniture are Death Eaters. Though omg Lucius would be the candlestick and Severus would be Cogsworth and they all are pretty scared of him because Voldemort can do crucio and other spells. Voldemort at that time was pissed because he realized this cycle was probably not going to end anytime soon. LOCKHART IS GASTON.

“Aren’t you supposed to be interested in the library?” The Beast hisses grumpily. He hates this story. He hates it all the more because apparently, the world has seen fit to give him his previous snake-like appearance rather than go classic. His nose is gone again. Fuck, he hates everything.

Harry stares at the man incredulously, “Your brooms can fly.” He says slowly like Beast was the idiot. If The Beast wasn’t so fearful of the consequences, he would kill Potter right then and there. “Why would I immerse myself in books when I could bloody fly?!”

- Alice in Wonderland, with Tom being Alice, Walburga Black as the Queen of Hearts, Harry being the Mad Hatter or the White Rabbit. I don’t know I don’t remember how this movie went. But I know Tom would be infuriated.

- Peter Pan, but this time Harry is Peter, Ginny is Tinkerbell and Tom is Wendy. Wendy’s brothers can be Lucius and Malfoy I guess, I don’t know, maybe Tom just ditches the brothers. Snape is Captain Hook.

“Want to check out the mermaids?” Potter Pan asks with a friendly smile.

Tom shudders. “No.” He answers firmly. “No more mermaids for at least five more lifetimes.”

Potter Pan quirks a confused but bemused grin, “You’re strange. I like that.”

“Oh.. joy.”

- Mary Poppins where Harry is Harry Pottins. Tom would be the single father of Lucius and Snape. Tom tries to avoid Harry this time but ends up being sucked in to their misadventures despite himself. He also gets insanely annoyed at Sirius the chimney sweep for some reason.

- Enchanted. The prince is Lucius, Harry’s romantic but cynical best friend is Narcissa. Tom’s just grumpy at this point but fairly resigned. Doesn’t even care that he’s a muggle in this one.

- Harry is Rapunzel (Harunzel) and Dumbledore is Mother Gothel and it’s the Tangled version where the horse is Draco Malfoy and the chameleon is Ron. It’s the most Harry-esque character so far so Tom feels a little more heartened.

And then one day, as he makes his way again to save Harry from a tower for what felt like the hundredth time, Harry pops his head out of the open window, looks at him confusedly and says, “Riddle? What the fuck. Is this hell? It feels like hell.” And Tom almost cries because finally Harry has died and he’s no longer alone in this cruel and unusual torture.

+ Hercules

“Huh,” Tomcules mused as he looked at the monster he had defeated in a single hit. “I think I’m warming up to this one.”

“You would.” Megarry rolled his eyes before muttering under his breath, “At least everyone here is wearing a dress, not just me.”

+ Pocahontas

“You look…”

“What?” Harrihontas demanded, “Come on, say it, I know I certainly feel racist just looking at me.”

Captain Tom Smith shook his head, “Not that, it’s just,” He hesitated, “I forgot how well suited tanned skin looks on you.”

Harrihontas blinks, green eyes, it’s always green eyes, bright as the killing curse, light up in surprise. “Oh, thanks.”

They shuffle a bit, a little awkward before Hermione the hummingbird chirps impatiently. The green-eyed native of this unknown land claps his hands and grins as he grabs Tom’s arm, pulling him somewhere, “Well, I say we know each other well enough, now why don’t I show you the colors of the wind?”

+ The Nightmare before Christmas

“Okay, THIS, THIS RIGHT HERE IS THE MOST INAPPROPRIATE ONE EVER,” Harry screamed.

“Calm the fuck down Potter,” Tom tells him calmly as he watches the citizens of Halloween town sing the Halloween song. He’s not going to admit it out loud, lest Harry murder him or stuff someone else’s eyeballs into his empty sockets, but this world was rather fascinating. Plus, he was the best dressed he’s been in a long while. “You’ll tear out those pretty stitches of yours.”

+ Mulan

Where Tom is Chang, Harry is essentially Mulan except obviously the whole crossdressing thing isn’t happening. But, let’s be honest, everything would’ve pretty much happened regardless if Mulan got found out about her gender in the movie so whatever.

“Now this is fun!” Huran whooped as he kicked a hun off the tower.

Tang grunted as he sliced open another enemy, this was admittedly incredibly therapeutic. If only Dumbledore wasn’t the emperor though.

+ Aladdin is Tom, Jasmine is Harry, Hedwig is the fucking tiger, Snape is Jafar, Fudge is the Sultan and the twins are the Genies of the lamp. Because seeing Tom interact with the twins would probs be gold.

THEN THERE ARE MARVEL MOVIES WHICH ARE TECHNICALLY DISNEY

+ Iron Man

“How the fuck is this Disney?!” Tommy Riddle snarled as Harry stuck his hand into the hole in his chest.

Harry shuddered, the unforgiving metal and wires around his limb were warm, “Maybe they bought out another film company? You know, one about... uh... I’m sorry, am I doing this right?”

The billionaire waved his hand irritatedly, “You’re doing fine Potts, I, the man who just spent a decent time being tortured by terrorists, am not.” Tom slung his arm over his face. Harry would say he’s being dramatic again but he is sticking his fist into the guy’s chest so. “I cannot believe I’m missing those out of the blue musical numbers right now.”

“I did like the magic carpet ride.” Harry mused thoughtfully. Tom just groaned.

“I just, can’t we have one where we’re wizards again? One. Just one. I’ve given up on being a dark lord, hell, I think muggles are fairly alright now! Just let me be a wizard again.”

Harry pats the older man sympathetically, with the hand not in his chest, of course, that would’ve been weird otherwise. “Hey,” He says reassuringly, “We were in the Chinese army, I was once apparently a mermaid and you had a mansion filled with people we knew in the form of talking furniture. I’m sure we’ll eventually be wizards again.”

“Let’s bloody hope so.”

+ Stephan Strange

“Hey, you’re going to learn magic again.” Harry tries.

“THIS WASN’T WHAT I HAD IN MIND.” Dr. Riddle snarls as his hands shook harder than an earth tremor with a 9.5 magnitude. “FUCK. MY HANDS.”

So by then, Tom’s already like, half in love with Harry because of his previous princesses selves’ bravery and loyalty and surprising cunning but having the real Harry by his side is what eventually really seals the deal with him.

And so they do more Disney and even not so Disney adventures where sometimes they’ll play along or go out of their way to screw the whole movie over (mainly Tom who likes when Harry complains about ruining what little childhood he had left) until they both realise they’re stupidly in love with each other, confess it, kiss and break the curse. Cuz like, true love, bitch.

“We’re free, we’re finally free,” Tom says bewilderedly. They’re in the Forbidden Forest, he knows this. It haunts his dreams as well as his nightmares enough times. But that doesn’t matter as he watches Harry throw his head back and laugh freely, none of that tinkling bell sounds either, a proper young man’s laugh. Low and throaty and gorgeous.

The former Dark Lord, hero, prince, ogre, prince again and a hundred times more plus a billionaire playboy philanthropist and even the Sorcerer Supreme, felt himself smiling. His smile widens as Harry catches his expression and returns it toothily.

“It’s about bloody goddamn time,” Harry agrees, “What now Tom? Or is it Voldemort again?”

Tom waved off the last bit, “Just Tom, I think I’ve had enough fancy names to last a lifetime or thirty.” If anything, the younger man’s expression brightened at that, pleased at the answer.

“Okay Tom, what’s next for us?”

“Oh Harry, you idiot. Don’t you read fairytales?” The former Boy Who Lived, damsel in distress, princess, secretary, doctor and more, opened his mouth in protest. Unfortunately, or fortunately, nothing came out as Tom Marvolo Riddle leans in and kisses Harry James Potter. It’s not too steamy, not too chaste, something just right. A kiss fit for a princess you could say.

“Now,” Tom smiled against the kiss, “We have our happily ever after.”

Harry laughed delightedly again.

Once upon a time, there were two souls connected by fate. Separated by death. And resurrected by love. This is their story.

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