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Chapter 15: Mercy, Mercy

Summary: Aika and Evan are gone for an indefinite period so the story turns to Julius. A ghost from the past and painful memories for the failed protagonist and a new chapter in his life.

Notes:

- Manga and Movie Spoilers from here on out! - 5k words - We’re going to touch more on Ellie’s power later but you do get to see some of it here. - Relationships are really important in this fic. Not only Aika and Julius’s but the other characters' relationship to them and others as well. - Read endnotes for more info and commentary

Tagging: @t-f-t @funky-sea-cryptid @loosesodamarble @lyranova @thoughtfullyrainynightmare

“Then what about her grimoire?” Julius moved his gaze to Ellie’s grimoire pouch but it was not there.

“Where’s my grimoire?!”

“Gods don’t need grimoires, Ellie,” Arthur said wryly as he plopped down in an armchair. “You’re a part of The Pantheon now, and you draw your power from all your fellow Gods.”

“I—Okay…” What? She sighed deeply, begging the tears to stay away. She needed some private time to come to terms with all this. “I did not ask for this…”

“We know you didn’t.” Arthur grinned. “No one asks for Godhood. You achieve it or in your case, stumble upon it. I’m sure Aika saw this coming since she met you. You were, after all, enlightened since you were born, right?”

“Yeah,” she answered meekly. She was born with eyes that burned her mother, father and midwives out of existence. She lived her life blindfolded until Miss Aika reached a hand out to her like a lifeline and taught her how to bring her strange powers under control.

Ellie didn’t like all the attention that the room was giving her. Most of them she doesn’t even know. And Miss Aika was not here to guide her through this. No one would know more about divinity than her or her master.

“That’s why she took you along, you know?”

“What?” She looked up at him. What was he saying?

“What are you implying?” Jayce growled beside her.

“I’m not implying anything! I’m saying that she only gives the time of day to people who she sees potential in, or has business with.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, but not everyone has a wrinkled prune for a heart. She actually likes the people she spends most of her day with. She has friends.” Jayce cocked his head as he stuffed his hands in his pockets in a blatantly arrogant pose. Julius, Jien, Fuegoleon and Dorothy shared a look crossed between amusement and concern. “Something you clearly don’t have even after thousands of years!”

Arthur leapt out of his seat and Jayce flinched when he closed the distance and smiled down at him, gleeful.

“Ah, but that’s where you are wrong.”

“I’m the keeper of Aika’s secrets,” he turned to look at Julius dead in the eyes. “And she’s mine.”

Julius stared back impassively, tamping the ugly jealousy that was welling up in him.

“Look at me,” Jayce bared his teeth in a mocking grin. “Do. I. Give. A. Shit.”

Ellie threw up some portals where fists flew.

“Stop it!” She turned to Jayce. “Have some respect for your elders! He’s not wrong!”

“But—”

“Zip it.”

She pointed an accusing finger at Arthur.

“And you! Responding to schoolyard taunts is beneath you,” she snarled. He pursed his lips and looked away. “People would be nicer to you if you didn’t portray the most benign things so negatively!”

Arthur clicked his tongue but said nothing.

“Okay, well, if we’re done talking, I need to take you to Aika’s old Temple. The High Priest is waiting for you.”

“Wh—”

“No.” Jayce placed himself between Ellie and Arthur. “You are not taking her away too.” He hung his head, fists shaking by his sides.

“Too?”

He exploded on Arthur.

“Aika and Evan are gone! And you didn’t even realise because your head is so far up your ass, you self-serving prick!”

“I’m going to ignore the last half of what you said.” Arthur narrowed his eyes. “But what do you mean they’re gone?”

“Evan’s dead, and Miss Aika had gone berserk so she activated her Shadowed Star spell which Ellie had to transport using impossible means which is why you are here in the first place!”

“Evan is dead?” Arthur whispered, eyes widening. “But Aika brought him back, right?”

“Yeah, but it’s not going to matter because,” Tears fell as he looked up at the older man. “Because what use is it to be alive when you can’t feel happiness, grief, anger, love, all the things that make us alive. He’s going to wake up in a month, a shell of what he is.” He buried his face in his hands. “Why the fuck do you care anyways?”

“Why do I care about Aika’s oldest child, my daughter’s beloved brother, a young man whom I have known way longer than you have?” Arthur grit out. “Where is he?”

Julius cleared his throat. This was going too far in front of people who are completely unaware of what they are even talking about.

“This discussion is getting out of hand. Evan is in the infirmary. Please continue there.” Julius all but glared at them in disappointment. His tone made no room for argument so Ellie made a portal and before she walked through it after Jayce and Arthur, she locked eyes with Julius, looking for something, permission or assurance, he wasn’t sure. His expression softened and he nodded curtly. She pursed her lips and frowned as she walked away. Julius had a sneaking suspicion as to why.

It was 2 a.m.

“What the hell just happened.”

Julius stayed quiet as discussion exploded along with his head. It felt like there was a raging storm inside but he kept calm and restored the room back to its previous state and walked over to the desk where his gifts were. He plucked the gold ring Aika left him out of its box and slid it down his pinky finger as he stared at the wisteria trees glowing outside the giant arched window that the long desk faced. He shuddered as a warmth washed over him, and hugged him like a weighted blanket.

Julius closed his eyes and for a moment, pretended it was Aika hugging him from behind. He smiled at the fantasy but the voices behind him were only getting louder.

“The Pantheon? Does that mean she is one of—”

“Who is she anyway? I haven’t seen her around before.”

“Agreed. I would remember a dark-skinned foreigner like her.”

He turned around as he took off his cloak. It seemed like he didn’t need this giant blanket for warmth anymore.

“Enough.”

A word alone brought the room to silence in an instant.

“It was unfortunate that you all had to witness Miss Aika’s troubles throughout the day but please be professional. Go home, get some rest, write a report if you can’t sleep. Prepare for the Captain’s meeting tomorrow. We’ll discuss everything then.”

Everyone quietly mumbled “goodnights” and “goodbyes” as they left. Marx and Jien gave him worried looks but understood that he wanted to be left alone with his thoughts right now. They needed time to reflect on the day too.

Julius laid back on the armchair and laced his fingers on his lap, closing his eyes with a sigh.

What a long day.

A deep laugh echoed in his head as his stomach fell.

An apparition of his mirror image sat in the sofa in front of him, legs crossed in an arrogant pose and a bemused smile. The man was his twin, looked exactly like him except for his dark hair, deep as the night sky.

“Lucius.”

“I have to applaud your restraint, Julius.”

The memories came roaring back, a migraine pounding in tandem with each glimpse and tidbit of information.

A childhood in a cold country, two brothers and a sister who were ever so relieved to see him. His real family, not the fake one his brother masterminded in Clover Kingdom. The grief, the pain, the guilt, the shame. Blood dripping down his chin and a half eaten heart in his hands. Visions of the world ending, a cataclysm of his own design. Monsters encased in crystal. The wheelchair.

Lucius kept talking.

“There is no greater story than your life,” he laughed. “And I have enjoyed watching every single moment of it. You definitely keep it interesting.”

The fear, the pain. And a reprieve. Watching swordsmanship practice. An eager friend with a beautiful smile. The only person ever brave enough to befriend Lucius. Someone his siblings looked up to with awe and affection in their eyes. The only touch Lucius didn’t flinch at as she picked him up and ran. Explosions that left bells ringing. A pact made from mercy and a new lease on life.

“You and I have disagreed on some things, but I have never taken you for a fool—”

“She knows.”

Lucius dropped his head to the side.

“Knows what?”

“Our father was her mentor. She studied at the War College. She babysat our siblings for free and our father favoured her,” Julius’s voice rose with each word in panic. “Lucius put your arrogance aside and remember! The Oath she made with Arthur broke that made people forget that she ever used Time Magic but you were so obsessed with the fact that she used Time Magic that the Oath made us forget her entirely. But Arthur and Aika never forgot as they were the ones that cast the magic. She knows about us, Lucius.”

“She—” Lucius' eyes widened.

“I desperately want to say she doesn’t remember because she has never seen me but she has always remarked how Zenon was ‘Mini-Lucius.’ She has an eye for appearances and a long memory.”

“In one of your conversations with her, she mentioned that she hasn’t been to Spade Kingdom since she had left. She hasn’t seen Zenon and she most definitely doesn’t remember us. She would have said something if she did.” Lucius touched his chin in thought. “Was it only the pact that was broken?”

“What do you mean?”

“You’ve never taken this tone of voice with me,” he scrutinised Julius. “I never allowed you to.”

Julius felt the hairs raise on the back of neck.

“I wouldn’t know if your spell is there or not because I’ve never felt it.” He glared at him coldly.

“That’s right. You wouldn’t.” Lucius only smiled. “I was just wondering because it would be a problem if my spell on our siblings also vanished.”

“Even if that did happen, you won’t be able to do anything about it.”

“After all these years, you’ve finally developed a rebellious streak.” Lucius stood up and placed his hands on Julius’s armrest, caging him. “I really do wonder where this confidence comes from. Is it from her?”

“You can’t even bring yourself to say her name,” Julius spat, his eyes glinting in anger.

“She’s not even worth mentioning.”

“Lies.” His heart was in his throat as he ran his mouth. “She just foiled your plans and it spells the end of you if she did this on purpose. And I can’t say she was your friend, but she meant something to you and you can’t reconcile with that and your delusions of grandeur.”

“Now where is this resistance coming from? This,” he grabbed Julius’s head, searching for his resolve so that he may squash it before it turns on him. “Determination.”

Julius faltered as Lucius poked around his head but he gathered his courage and grit his teeth.

“Is it, again, from her? You were feeling particularly inspired earlier in the dungeons.”

“Just because she has affected you so much when we were teens doesn’t mean the same for me. My determination comes from years of experience and rising above my station to become Wizard King.” Julius glared up at him. “Not trauma and obsession.”

He flinched and gasped when Lucius began choking him, that smug expression gone and his eyes wide in that all-so-familiar insanity.

“My, my,” he grit out between his teeth. “Where did you acquire that silver tongue of yours? You’re so quick to hurt your brother.”

Julius grabbed his wrists and gasped for air. Blood roared in ears as Lucius’s magic lashed out at him. He heard the muffled screams of souls he had consumed and Julius made a decision. Enough was enough.

He took them to the infirmary with the last of his strength and to his relief, Jayce was there. And so was Arthur and Ellie. It was two too many people but he was out of options and didn’t have space for “Plan B.” They all leapt to catch him as he fell to his knees and the moment they touched him, they felt an evil unlike any other. They stared at the warping silhouette of a demon, not unlike Aika earlier, who pressed on their hearts, as if directly stepping on it to squash it.

“Seal…Him!” Julius gasped. Jayce set to work as Ellie held the dying king. Arthur used all of his strength to pry this poltergeist’s arms away, growling as it barely budged.

Ellie took this moment to whisper into Julius’s ear.

“You cannot keep this from her. She will know.”

He turned his quivering head in question.

“You dare? You dare?!” Lucius’s garbled screams shook the room. “After all I’ve done for you?!”

Arthur reared his arm back and punched the apparition.

Lucius’s form went back to normal and looked at him in shock. How did he touch him?

“Anyone who claims to have done something for someone and then tries to choke them has probably done jack shit.”

Jayce’s makeshift seal shook and shook, threatening to break.

“Aim at his soul,” Ellie whispered to him as Julius rubbed his neck in her arms.

“I don’t know how to do that!”

“Yes, you do,” she said gently. “It is like sealing anything else.”

Arthur pinned Lucius to the floor and bared his fangs at him. He tried to fight back by reaching for the man’s soul but it was nowhere to be found.

“Whatchu lookin for?”

“How?”

“You live for over two thousand years, you’ll find a lot of things to do in your free time.”

“Jayce, go for the soul Arthur has grabbed.”

“Oh, gee, yeah let me suddenly learn Soul Magic right now so I can find it.”

“Ugh.” Ellie grabbed his hand and placed it on Julius’s chest. “Everyone has a soul. Meaning we all have an affinity for its magic.” Her eyes shimmered with her newfound powers, and she lent some of it to him.

“Look,” she commanded, and so he saw. He saw what made the king before him: the life, the memories, the atoms—

“That’s too much.” She reeled her power back with a wince. “Sorry. Still getting used to it.”

Jayce blinked quickly and then he saw what he needed to. Two souls crowded in one body, but one was going nuts, as if fighting back.

His magic locked in on it.

“Yes, that one.”

And it snapped into place.

Silence as Lucius disappeared.

“Did it work?” Jayce whispered.

“Yes.”

“Mmm.”

“How?” Jayce jumped with an embarrassing yell when Lucius reappeared in front of him.

“You,” Julius gasped for air. “You sealed his magic.”

“That’s what I am most familiar with so that’s what I did. I-I don’t know how to seal souls!”

“That’s okay,” Julius rasped as Arthur handed him a glass of water. He downed it in heavy gulps. “It was better that way.”

“Why?” Ellie asked him. She had a strange glint in her eyes that made him look away for some reason.

“Because he had granted me mercy not once, but twice. Even when I didn’t ask for it. If you had sealed his soul, he would’ve been stuck in purgatory with nothing to see and no one to talk to.” He looked up at Lucius’s openly shocked face. “He may be a bit prickly, but he’s still my brother.”

“First thing,” Arthur raised his hands. “You have a brother? Second, him choking you is him being ‘a bit prickly?’”

“That soft heart of yours will be the end of you,” Lucius hissed as everyone stood up.

“Yeah, yeah. Okay.” Jayce caught Julius as he nearly fell. “How can all of you see him?”

“Godhood.”

“I sealed him so…”

“I grabbed onto his soul in case he acts up.”

“Godhood,” Lucius scoffed. “How ridiculous.” He gasped when a force grabbed him and turned him around to face Ellie.

“Careful,” she warned lightly. “It won’t be so ridiculous when I erase you out of existence.”

“How do you know what to do with your powers?”

“Instinct. It comes with her Awakening,” Arthur explained quietly.

“Please don’t do anything to him,” Julius pleaded.

“I wasn’t going to. If I wanted to, I would’ve when you first fell to your knees but I wanted to hear the story before I did.” Lucius closed his eyes when she tried to force him to look at her. Ellie let him go and he dropped to his knees. “I simply wanted to remind him of his place.” She picked him up by the collar. “You are a mere apparition now with your magic sealed. Try to hurt Sir Julius who is dear to Miss Aika and even the last vestiges of your ambitions and your memory would be wiped from reality.”

Silence again.

“That was hot,” Jayce whispered and Julius stared at Ellie in shock.

“It looks like she learned from the best, isn’t that right?”

“I’ve never seen you like that.”

“It’s because you’ve never seen me on solo missions with Miss Aika.” Jayce seemed disappointed at that. What Jayce also doesn’t know was that she had been faking it. It took all of her strength to keep her voice from shaking. Arthur had just calmed her down earlier but Gods she was just acting on her protective instinct. That is all.

“Er, thank you. Ellie, was it?”

“Yes,” she smiled. Julius bowed his head.

“Thank you, Ellie.”

“We have to get going. We’ve already stayed for too long.”

“Wait—”

“It’s okay, Jayce. I’ll be back as soon as I figure things out. You know how to take care of Miss Aika’s paperwork and whatnot, right?”

“Yeah…”

“Then you got this.” She laid a hand on his shoulder and leaned it to kiss his cheek. “You are more like her than anyone,” she whispered as she pulled back. “If anyone can do it, it’s you.”

Jayce’s jaw fell as she walked away. Do what?

“I’ll keep her safe and sound. Don’t worry,” Arthur smiled wearily and turned to Julius. “Take care of yourself. We’ll talk about your so-called ‘brother’ next time I see you.”

They disappeared together in a flash of light, leaving some residual magic in their wake.

Jayce led the quiet Julius to a chair next to Evan’s bed and brought him another glass of water as he eyed Lucius’s floating form warily.

“Let’s go to sleep, Sir.”

He nodded but just barely and stood up, lost in thought.

“Are you going to be okay?” He asked as he walked towards the door. Jayce faltered but in a stuttered breath,

“I will be.”

“Will you be okay, Sir?”

He paused and looked down at his feet. The silence stretched for a minute before Julius drew his shoulders back and smiled at Jayce.

“I will be,” he echoed.

Julius woke up to someone trying to break down his bedroom door.

“Sir! You are going to be late to your meeting!”

Oh, it was just Marx. He stumbled into the room as the doors flew open.

“I’m sorry, Marx,” he yawned as he rubbed his eyes.

“Don’t be sorry, Sir!” He exclaimed as he threw the closet door open. “I already ordered breakfast to the conference room for everyone. All the Captain's secretaries informed me that no one ate so you won’t be the odd one out.”

Julius jogged into the bathroom with half-formed thoughts and did a 3 minute version of his morning routine, which was the whole routine sped up to 3 minutes with the help of Time Magic so he walked out looking fresh as ever.

When Marx looked at him, he paused with a slight frown. Apparently he doesn’t look as fresh.

He helped Julius into the first layer of his clothes with the shirt and pants and when he tried to fit the brown robe over him, Julius stopped him.

“That’s no longer needed, just get me a standard open cloak.”

“You don’t have a Wizard King version of the open faced one, Sir…”

“Order one then.” Julius walked to his bedside table and slid the gold ring down his pinky and sighed as warmth enveloped him.

“Yes, Sir,” Marx said as he offered him a plain red robe. Julius moved to leave as he threw the robe on him, thinking about how quiet Lucius had been since last night. But he was stopped as Marx tugged at his sleeve. He turned around in question and Marx simply just pursed his lips and dragged him to the vanity. When Julius was forcefully sat down, he saw the problem in the mirror, he understood why his assistant looked like he was constipated.

Julius had bags under his eyes, dark enough to put a raccoon to shame. He did not have any energy left to use magic to elongate the time he slept, hence the bags.

Marx sifted through the drawers looking for something and pulled out a tube of makeup and powder that was surprisingly his shade.

“I ordered stage makeup but also the everyday one just in case,” Marx muttered to himself. “Knew it would come in use.” He showed the tube to Julius. “This is a concealer.” He began applying and blending it under Julius’s eyes. “And the powder is setting powder.”

Julius just sat still as Marx fussed over him as one thing became apparent: Marx really cared about him. He makes sure he eats breakfast, he stresses over his work, he cares that he looks good to the people. He really cares about him. He thought back to last night.

The way Jayce, Ellie and Arthur didn’t even hesitate to help him and ensure his safety just because he meant something to Aika. He wondered if Aika would also help Marx if he needed it because he meant a lot to Julius.

He wondered if Marx knew he meant a lot to him.

His eyes fluttered as Marx brushed the excess powder away.

“Don’t bother walking to the room, Sir. Just teleport.” He stepped back as Julius got out of his seat. “I have your agenda set in your seat and—” He nearly fell back as Julius hugged him.

“I hope you know how grateful I am for you, Marx.”

“Sir, I—”

“You mean a lot to me.” The younger man’s throat closed up all of a sudden. When was the last time he heard that? Heck, has anyone ever told him that at all?

“All your hard work that you put into me, I know you stress over me so much, but it’s never wasted.”

Julius pulled back and smiled warmly. Marx blushed at the emotion on the older man’s face.

“Keep up the good work.” He laid his hand on his head and he was gone before Marx could get a word in.

Julius had praised him before but not like this. This was more of an emotional confession than praise. Marx let a tear fall as he blinked. He began to worry even more now. Why did it sound like a deathbed confession? Can’t be, because Julius’s story has just started. He won’t let it end yet.

Julius sat in his throne-like chair at the head of the table, staring at the omelette in front of him.

He was early for the first time in forever.

“What are you going to do now?” He asked Lucius who stood by the window, looking out at the wisteria trees.

“Watch you, I suppose. I can’t do much when you have such fierce protectors.”

“I don’t believe you’ll just give up.”

He stayed quiet.

“Did you really spare me like I spared you?”

Julius shrugged, opening the folder Marx set aside for him.

“This soft heart of mine is the reason why you’re alive today. But I’ll tell you what? That’s a lie.” He let his head rest against the chair. “I know you wish you were dead rather than be trapped with nothing to do for the rest of our lives but that's exactly why I spared you.” Lucius stared at him in shock but he continued.

”You erased the memories of our pact, the reason why you spared me. You erased my conviction. If I had known, I would’ve acted quicker, I would’ve worked harder but no.” Julius gripped the armrests as anger like never before raged beneath the surface of his skin. “You stacked the odds against me. I never knew the stakes. Now you will get to watch me as a powerless ghost. You will get to watch me fall in love, succeed in our dream without the bloodshed you desperately wanted, and watch me be happy. You took my anger, but now I have it back. I will prove you wrong.”

Knock, knock.

Julius took a deep breath and counted to 10.

“Come in.”

The new Captains filtered in and split off in a ceremonial fashion to stand behind their respected seats. Julius nodded and they all sat.

“Welcome, Captains,” he began, making eye contact with each and every single one of them. The stasis spell over their food broke. “Please dig in while I ramble,” he joked, motioning to their plates. “We will have meetings all week because we have a lot of work to get done. But afterwards, we will have a meeting weekly and sometimes it may be as short as an hour or as long as a day. Plan as if it will take up the entire day.”

“Straying from the agenda you have in front of you, I have to let you know that there was an incident or two yesterday and a report could not be sent to all your offices in time. Captains Dorothy, Fuegoleon and Jien were present when it happened. You three can take this initiative on this.”

They took turns explaining what happened as Julius sat back and ate slowly, quietly listening. One thing that intrigued him in the oral report and the subsequent discussion was that they never mentioned the incident with Aika and Ellie. Perhaps that was for the best.

“Who is Aika Tolliver?” Charlotte, the Captain of the Blue Roses asked, directing the question at Julius directly but he seemed to be lost in his thoughts.

“Sir?” Fuegoleon called out a little louder.

“Julius.” He looked up when Jien called him by name.

“Ah, sorry.” He wiped his mouth with a cloth. “Was the question about Miss Aika?”

Everyone except Nozel, the Captain of the Silver Eagles nodded.

“She was a consultant for the previous Wizard King and is going to be one for me. Miss Aika usually prefers to work in the shadows but decided to be public recently. She is an excellent strategist, fighter, and knowledgeable about all sorts of magic and magic techniques. She was born and brought up here in Clover Kingdom but lived most of her life overseas.”

The Captains who didn’t know about Aika before erupted in silent awe.

“She left the continent? People who leave usually don’t come back.”

“Ke, was it too good for them that they can’t come back? At least she did, I guess.”

“She sounds a bit familiar to me.”

“She is the owner of the merchant and information guild, Eidolon, here in the capital. So I’m not surprised you know, Gueldre.”

“Mmhph,” Julius finished the last bite of his meal. “If that is all, Captain Sal of the Royal Guards is investigating the two assassins. If you wish to work on the investigation, talk to him. Let’s get onto the next piece on the agenda.”

“We don’t know what the next piece is because it only says ‘Surprise!’”

Julius laughed.

“That is because I wanted to let you all know, we will be having two new Magic Knight squads!”

The room blew up in discussion as they all bombarded him with questions. Jien looked utterly betrayed. He mouthed “sorry” and then answered each question one by one.

After what felt like an hour of answering questions, Julius gathered his papers and stood up to dismiss them but then, Marx’s screen popped up in front of his face, with a dire expression that he knew would foil any of his plans to relax.

“Sir! I have some news! The Spade Kingdom has retreated all its troops and our spies say that the Zogratis siblings have stepped down and pledged a Magic Oath of fealty to Queen Ciel of Spade.”

That was very quick.

The room exploded once again.

As Marx’s screen turned around to face the Captains and tell them again and again that he doesn’t know every detail yet, Julius only looked at the one person that mattered.

Lucius looked furious.

And so it begins.

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bowandcurtsey · 2 years

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May I request for Marx, Licht and Yami when their baby child is carrying something of theirs saying "dada?"🥺

Screams for my first Marx request!! Also I'll welcome Dad! requests anytime. They're so sweet. (இдஇ; )

Marx | Licht | Yami x F! reader d/n = daughter's name s/n = son's name

Marx Francois

This hubby spends long hours at work as the personal assistant of the Wizard King. Even though everyone including the wizard king himself tells him to just take a break sometimes, it's just in his personality to just worry for Julius and the kingdom.

You had quit your job and decided to be a full time mother after the birth of your first child, s/n. You knew that Marx would still be busy running after the Wizard king so you knew most of the time you had to take care of your baby.

But Marx hired more servants to help you, in case you got overwhelmed while taking care of your vert first child.

As s/n grew older, he started to understand more things and he also learnt to talk. You were overjoyed when he first called out 'mama' and Marx almost cried when he called out 'daddy'. It was your very first milestone as parents.

So when Marx came home in the afternoon one day, he found s/n in his little walker, holding on to his old aqua deer robe, crying out "dad dad!" to his mom, he stood at the door for good moment.

"You miss daddy?" you chuckled at your little mini Marx, "I miss him too sweetie, he'll be home later~"

s/n's little fingers grabbed on the fur on the robe, speaking to himself, "dada!"

"I'm home," Marx's voice sounded from the door.

"Daddy!!" s/n shouted correctly and clearly at his dad, a happy twinkle in his eye.

"You're home very early today," even you were surprised, it was only 5 o'clock.

"I missed my little mini and my beautiful wife," Marx kissed you on the cheeks and carried his son up from the walker. There was tears in the corner of his eyes.

He felt a little guilty for being away most of the time, but today onwards, he wanted to be here for his milestones, even the smallest ones.

Licht

He had been really busy recently, so busy that sometimes he didn't come home. You understood very well the duties of your husband as the leader of the elf tribe, but your 2 year old son did not.

He would constantly ask where his dad was and when he was coming home. He's an absolute daddy's boy.

You did bring him to see Licht at the king's HQ, but he didn't really understand that his dad was the king of the elf tribe just yet.

Licht came home one evening when s/n was already asleep. He was holding on to his dad's blue pendant in his little hands.

Licht had given the pendant to his son the day he was born. Sometimes to entertain him, Licht would use his powers to make the pendant glow, making s/n associate the pendant with his dad.

"dada.." s/n said in his sleep while holding onto his pendant.

Licht's heart absolutely swelled with pride yet it felt a little pinch at the same time. His son had missed him but he wasn't able to accompany him.

How long more before the boy wouldn't want to look for him anymore?

He stroked his soft little curls and gave him a kiss on his little head before leaving the room.

"what's wrong?" you asked your husband as he came into the room sighing.

"I've been neglecting s/n lately, haven't I?" he climbed into bed and gave you a kiss.

"well.. he has been asking for you a lot lately.." you didn't want to lie to your husband.

"I'll promise to come home earlier whenever I can, honey." he stroked your head, "and whenever you're free, please bring him to the office, maybe I'll get someone to build a little playroom in the office."

"You're spoiling him now," you rolled your eyes and laughed.

Yami Sukehiro

This man was absolutely inseparable with his daughter. He was so lazy so if he could, he would stay home all day with d/n.

d/n was an absolute daddy's girl. You would sometimes tease Yami, "who's number 1? Her or me? If we both fell into the water, who are you gonna save?"

"But you can swim baby!"

When her dad went on a long mission for the first time in awhile, d/n was crying non-stop. It almost broke Yami then and there and he was just that close to just leave Asta and the rest to go on the mission themselves.

You had to pull d/n away from her dad and carry her inside, telling your husband to "go. now."

Yami came back a month later, he came home, finding his two favourite girls in the back garden. D/n was playing with her doll, Gordon made it for her, and he made one that looked like Yami, so the little one wouldn't miss her dad while he was away.

"I wuv you daddy!" she held the little doll and hugged it.

Yami felt his heart bursting. It felt like the day he saw you in your wedding dress. He would never forget that sight.

"My heart can't take this baby," he came from behind you and pressed a kiss on your temples, his eyes still locked on his daughter hugging her Yami doll.

You shook your head and gave a dramatic sigh, "sometimes I feel I'm third wheeling you two."

"Dada!!" d/n cried out and ran into her dad's arms

"You missed daddy?" he threw her into the air, earning her giggles.

"Yes!" she shouted, "more more!"

Yami threw her into the air again. "Moreeeee!!"

"Okay baby, daddy needs a shower now," you patted her head as she started to pout.

"I want to go with daddy too!"

"Great idea, cupcake," Yami grabbed onto your waist with his free hand, "let's all go to the hot bath together!"

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one-leaf-grimoire · 3 years

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HI PEN PALS AU W MARX MY BELOVED?? maybe meeting for the first time?? shop around the corner kinda idea??? WAHH I LOVE YOU

YES YES YES ooooh this is such a cute idea fjadksl. Enjoy!!! au ❧ pen pals pairing ❧ marx francois x reader

It started with a complete coincidence. A letter in your mailbox, placed there completely on accident. You knew as soon as you saw the address; it didn't belong to you, and you didn't recognize where it lead. However, with curiosity getting the better of you, you opened it anyway, and were shocked at the contents. This... this looks important! The letter was detailing some sort of important business with the Magic Knights, which you were not a member of. It had a stamp of approval from the Wizard King himself!!! But the letter had been written by a man name Marx Francois. You didn't really understand how you would have gotten this letter, but you decided to write back and let them know that they needed to resend the notice. You have very neat handwriting, Mr. Francois. You seem like a very organized person, so I'm sure your letter will reach the right address next time! You thought that would be the end of it, but no. A few days later, you recieved another letter with the same seal, but this time it was addressed to you. My goodness, thank you for sending the letter back with your note!! It seems like our spatial mages in the mail department need to be more careful with where they are throwing my letters! You smiled a bit at the busy-body tone. It was cute. And thank you for the compliment. My boss has chicken scratch handwriting so I often have to rewrite his notices myself. Your handwriting is most lovely as well. I wouldn't mind getting letters from you more often. As you read, you felt your cheeks heat up pleasantly. Thank you, sincerely, Marx. Just, Marx, this time. And as he suggested, you kept writing letters to him. Despite how mundane your life seemed to you, Marx loved hearing all the details, explaining that it had been a long time since he had had a chance to relax and take a walk around town without any business to attend to. I would love to see your hometown, it sounds like the perfect combination of quaint and lively. If you are comfortable meeting me, of course. Your hands shook with excitement as your wrote your response. Of course I would love to meet you! Our correspondence has been a highlight of my day. Let me know when you have a day off, and I'll plan to meet you! And so, it happened, at long last. You stood nervously outside your house, checking your watch as you waited for the man to appear. You didn't know what Marx looked like, but something deep inside you knew that you would recognize him when he appeared. You looked down the street, and spotted a man wearing a plain brown cloak around his shoulders, and with a head of blue, carefully trimmed hair. You had never seen this guy around town, but the moment your eyes locked, you could tell. He had that aire about him; the busy, stressed, yet refined and polite man that you had been talking to for weeks now. Then, he smiled, his gold eyes twinkling in the sunlight. You felt your body relax, as you turned towards him and approached. "Marx?" "That's me!" He bowed his head in respect. "I've been looking forward to this day. You..." He straightened up, and you saw that his cheeks were pink. ...CUTE!!! "You're as lovely as your handwriting." You giggled at the compliment, and took his arm when he offered it. "Thank you~ Now," you looked up ahead. "There's a nice coffee shop up around the corner, would you like to have some breakfast there?" "Oh, yes!" Marx grinned. "I subsist on the stuff, but I'm sure this will be better than the stuff I brew in the office." "We'll have to see." You gave him a wink before the two of you walked off, arm in arm, chatting happily like two old friends.

#marx francois #marx francois x reader #black clover #au event

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captainsolare · 3 years

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First of all congrats on 300 followers!

And for your follower event may I request cuddling + Marx with a f!reader? Cause he needs more love :)

A/N: Thanks so much!! 💖💖💖💕💕💕 This ended up being more of a gender neutral reader, hope you don’t mind!!

Cuddling + Marx

Sunlight streamed through the windows and wind lightly blew the curtains as you awoke, tucked warmly in your shared bed with a certain blue haired mage. You turned over to look at him, tracing all the lines of his sleeping face with your eyes. He stirred and you hummed lightly, “Good morning sleepyhead.” You said, a slight smile on your face. He mumbled something like a good morning and wrapped you in his arms, holding you close.

“I missed you.” He said after a while, voice still laced with sleep. You chuckled, “You missed me while you were asleep?” Marx’s arms wrapped around you tighter, somehow bringing you even closer to him. “I always miss you when I’m away from you, even in my dreams.” You hummed, snuggling into his embrace even more; Marx always knew how to make you feel loved, even when he was half asleep.

As the sunlight grew brighter, you frowned, “Don’t you have to go to work soon?” You could feel him nod against you but he made no move to leave. “Just 5 more minutes.”

#300 followers event #marx x reader #marx francois x reader #marx fluff #gender neutral reader #planet 300 #aurora borealis

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clover-hq · 4 years

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Unlikey Pair

Marx x Punk!Fem Reader

Warnings : Alcohol, Implied Violence.

Today was big for Marx, he got all his work done early just to make sure he got the afternoon/night off for his birthday. Julius was shocked to hear Marx take a half day, to the point he was scared of something being wrong with him as he had a red face. He wasn't used to seeing him like this and it genuinely worried him, even more so when Yami said he saw someone who looked like the "Mushroom head" had a brutish woman with her arm around him at the end of a captains meeting, unknowing of the Advisors early day off.

Julius' heart sunk with worry for him. Marx wasn't the type to get into trouble, right? He was a smart man with a head good enough to keep Julius in line. Maybe he was in danger but couldn't say anything. Julius quickly admitted his worry and the situation to his Captains, William and Yami both took it seriously as well. They knew Marx far better than the others (besides Julius) and for some thuggish-looking woman to have her hands on him sounded like a recipe for disaster. They all agreed to look for the pair and save the Advisors for any trouble he might've been in. Mission "Save Marx" was born.

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On the other hand; Marx was on cloud nine. Glad he was able to spend his birthday with woman he loved, you. He loved everything about you. In your full get-up, your mskeup-less days, your strong personality and pure strength to back it up. He'd ask you to take him to a bar you'd normally visit, he's always loved the punk scene but his job title wouldn't be taken seriously if he looked as rough as everyone there. Tonight a band was playing at the bar so he also got his first concert during his birthday as well.

You took a shallow breath as Marx scanned through the menu, not knowing half the drinks there but not seeing anything he was used to either. His face was flushed, everything was going so well yet he felt so out of place in a sweater over a white collared shirt. But felt even more out of place when an old friend of yours approached the table the two of you were sitting at. An older gentleman, still very much in the punk scene chuckled as he saw the mushroom head scanning him up and down

"You must be Marx" the older gentleman said patting him on his back "Lil' Ole (Y/N) over there has told us alot about you. You should see the hearts in her eyes when she talks about you. I'm glad she's found someone that treats her well, have a good Birthday kiddo" You talk about him?! He shot a glance over to you to see your face flushed red. “so cute” he thought to himself before looking over the menu once more to see a familiar sounding name "long island ice tea" he didn't know what it actually was but it had tea in it so thats what he went with. You'd get the same along with the chefs choice for food, as the music was getting ready to start.

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Operation "Save Marx" was in full go. With Julius in disguise, Yami jack and William scooping out the bar you two were in. Both Dorothy and Rill made an attempt to get in but both were denied access by the Bouncer who thought they where both children. Charlotte had to be restrained from causing a scene from a group of men hitting on her, Fuegoleon and Nozel kept their distance as their presence alone would cause a scene as Royals.

Jack, Yami and a Disguised Julius managed to get inside, they where put off by the loud music paired with the dim lighting. Definitely not a place Marx would hang out willingly they assumed, after all Marx kept his personal interest private. But the target was sighted as Marx made his way to the restroom giving your location up. which they scooted by taking the seat a bit away from your table. a girl like you in an outfit like that? What the hell where you doing with Marx. Yami assumed you weren't his type.

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You felt eyes on you but the place was so dark you couldn't tell from where they where coming from, but you didn't mind Marx was returning from the bathroom. And good timing! You're food was arriving as well. Marx seemed in awe of the band as he stopped his drink, taken a back by the citrus-cola taste for a moment. He was actually enjoying himself, and you loved to see him doing so outside of the strict work life. Your hear fluttered as he looked over to you mouthing the words "thank you". But there was a minor issue, Marx was a lightweight and the drink he got was already making him drunker than it should've.

You waited for the band to stop their session before swinging Marxs arm over your shoulder to make an exit. Which unfortunately alerted the party that was following you. Especially when you started taking Marx down an alleyway that was nothing more than a shortcut back to your place, you've gotten there quicker but he was being very affectionate and needy while you helped him walk.

Pinning you against the wall kissing you, you're black lipstick transferred to his lips but before he could go in for another hungry kiss you were lifted in the air by briars.... Wait briars ? Like the magic the Captain of the Blue Rose Knights had. Soon the Captains and the wizard king surrounded you two. As your desperately tried to keep your skirt from flipping over.

While Marx was drunk he has complete awareness of the situation and the and he was heated that they would interupt his birthday date. In such a rude fashion "W-what the hell!?" He asked looking at Julius. Who was attempting to pull him away from helping you " 'ey mushroom head. You do realize if you're in any sort of danger you could've told us" Yami interjected pointing his sword at your neck.

"I can't believe we let such a Thug pull you around without noticing, we're truly sorry for not seeing your troubles sooner" William said looking you up and down noticing the tears swelling in your eyes as you hung upside down from the briar prison. Before looking back to a fuming Marx "Put. Her. Down. Now." Was all he demanded which Charlotte did which he caught you promptly. "This "thug" happens to be my girlfriend, and she has a name. It's (Y/N)." he said which only got wide eye and gasp responses

"We've been together for seven months... Today she was taking me to a dinner and concert for my Birthday" the word "birthday" caught them all off guard... Due to all of them promptly forgetting his birthday was infact today.

Julius looked you over, seeing you teary eyed and frustrated and with a swift bow soon followed by the others "My apologies Miss (Y/N)... Marx was always so straight laced seeing him with someone who looks like a complete opposite struck worry into me... And Marx my apologies for forgetting your birthday." Julius said feeling immense guilt. "Sorry for ruining your date..." William said. The other captains quickly dispersed Charlotte leaving after apologizing directly to you.

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Walking hand in hand after that mess heading back to your place to spend the rest of his birthday "celebrating" to his liking.

But as you walked farther from the bar you heard Yelling "I AM DOROTHY UNSWORTH CAPTAIN OF THE CORAL PEACOCKS I AM 27! I HAVE A RIGHT TO BE IN THIS ESTABLISHMENT" Dorothy was still very much fighting with the bouncer to be let into the bar. With a shared chuckle you guys continued walking.

A good end to a crazy night.

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OwO I actually got something done?

Anyways the other one will be out tonight.

💙

#marx francois #Marx Francois x reader #Black clover Marx

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luminouslion · 3 years

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Marx Valentine's Day Scenario

I really wanted to try writing my first scenario and how to better try new things than with your favorite character on Valentine's day.

I hope you'll enjoy this little one-shot about Marx spending Valentine's day with his s/o. (It’s really short but I hope you’ll like it anyway cause I had really fun writing it!)

Marx Francios x gn!reader

warnings: none

You wake up alone in an empty bed. It's Valentine's day and your boyfriend still has to work... ´I guess life is hard when your boyfriend also happens to be the Wizard King’s personal adviser...´

Slowly you start dragging yourself out of bed and into the kitchen, just to find a well-laid table with all of your favorite breakfast dishes and a little, carefully wrapped present in the center of it.

“Happy Valentine's Day y/n! I hope you slept well, darling!”

You hear Marx voice from the other side of the room.

“I thought you need to work today...” you say as he makes his way towards you.

“As if I wouldn't spend this day with the most important person in my life. Of course I took the day off!”

“You... you really did all of this for me?” You ask with a wink towards the table.

He wraps his arms around you and kisses you gentle.

“Of course I did! Isn't this what you do for the people you love? And I love you more than anything, y/n!” He says with a warm smile.

You lean closer into his arms.

“Thank you and I love you too, sweetheart!”

Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!

#black clover #marx francois #Marx Francois x reader #black clover marx #black clover scenarios #bc scenarios

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theautisticfroglord · 10 months

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≫ love is a tower where all of us can live

pairing - Marx Francois x reader

fic type - angst to fluff

warnings - kissing, reader gets yelled at, slight teasing by julius

notes - sorry for not writing for a while, I have been busy, enjoy this fic though! (Also the title is a reference to "Christmas kids" by roar it is a vry good song)

The Wizard King of the clover kingdom, Julius Novachrono, recruited you as another advisor for him. He realized that Marx needs help with some of his duties, and you seemed like a worthy candidate to assist him.

You get along with Marx really well. Some days, though, he’s tired and not in a good mood. This is one of those days. You're also tired and forgetful, and you don’t remember to bring some papers to someone. Marx realized, and scolds you about it.

“I-I’m sorry-” you manage to say during the argument, but he continues to lecture you. Suddenly, you have this empty feeling. You feel like he hates you. During your break, after you deliver the papers, you head back down to your office and rest your head on the desk as you begin to cry over how bad your day was. After you stop crying, you sit at your desk quietly, pondering over how you got yelled at today. Then, you hear a knock at your door.

“Who is it?” you ask, trying to sound somewhat alright. Marx walks into your office and comes up to your desk. He notices the sad look in your eyes.

“Hey, Y/N, I… I’m sorry for yelling at you earlier, it really wasn’t a big mistake,” he sighs. Marx notices that you’re still sad.

“Do you… hate me…?” you ask, wanting closure.

“N-No! I don’t hate you, Y/N, I…” Marx’s sentence trails off as he blushes slightly. You notice, and he walks up next to where you’re sitting. He kneels down slightly.

“You’re really valuable to the kingdom… to Julius… and to me,” Marx admits, holding your hand in his. Your eyes shift from Marx’s hand to his face, noticing him smiling genuinely.

“Thank you…” you murmur, squeezing his hand lightly. You sit in silence for a moment as you look down at the floor, both of your faces blushing a little. Then, you feel a soft hand on your cheek, causing you to look back up at him.

“I really do care about you, Y/N,” Marx insists, looking into your eyes.

“I care about you too,” you sigh, noticing how sweetly he looks at you. Then, to your surprise, Marx pulls you in and hesitantly kisses you on the lips. Your eyes widen, freezing for a moment, but then you relax and kiss him back. Marx, surprised that you kissed back, leans into you a little bit. You pull him closer and wrap your arms around him lovingly. He smiles into the kiss and pets your hair gently. After a few moments, you pull away from the kiss. You bury your face into Marx’s shoulder as you sigh. You both sit in silence, relaxing in each other’s arms.

“Is it ok that I love you, and want to be with you?” Marx asks you, slightly worried about his love for you as a fellow advisor.

“Yeah… we can make this work… I love you so much, Marx,” You mumble, intertwining your fingers with his. He kisses you on the forehead adoringly, overjoyed over you loving him back.

“We should go out and get tea together when we have a day off,” you sigh, sweetly playing with his hair.

“That sounds nice, darling…” Marx chuckles, giving you another hug.

“I still have to wrap up with work, I’ll see you later, Y/N,” Marx walks out of your office with you and gives you one last kiss on the cheek before walking off. Julius was nearby and saw him kiss you. He walks up to you.

“You’re really getting along with him, huh, Y/N?” Julius teases, making you blush and pout.

“Yeah…” you admit, slightly embarrassed. Julius pats you on the head.

“Hey, it’s alright! You guys look cute together, anyway!” Julius chuckles lightheartedly. You smile as you realize how you fit in here. You finally have a partner, and a place to belong.

#black clover #anime #julius novachrono #marx Francois #marx francois x reader #cute #angst to fluff #my writing #fluff #angst #black clover fanfiction #writblr

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lyranova · 3 years

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Congrats on 300 follower, Lyra!!!! You deserve this so much!! 😭🎉💞

For your event may I request Marx comforting reader over text after she had a bad day?🥺

300 Follower Event!

Melissaaaa!! Thank you so much dear and I’m SO SORRY it’s taken so long to get your request out 🥺😭! I hope you enjoy these I had fun writing them hehe. I think I only have 2 more of these smau’s left and then my event will officially be over lmao 😅!

Warnings: None

#asks #melissa⚡️#my energy⚡️#black clover #black clover smau #black clover x reader #black clover x you #marx francois #black clover marx #marx x reader #marx francois x reader #black clover marx x reader #smau #300 follower event

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thoughtfullyrainynightmare · 3 years

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hi! I was wondering if I could request julius, nozel, fuegoleon, marx, and yami with a gender neutral s/o who either has insomnia or just generally doesn't like to sleep? if not, or if you've done something similar, please don't worry about it!

Hello~! ^-^

I think I've done something similar to some of the characters 🤔 But it could very well be that there's scenarios with a similar thematic. Plus I couldn't pin point them with a quick search, so I decided to make new ones 😁

Anyways, I hope you like these!

Pairings: Julius x gn!reader, Nozel x gn!reader, Fuegoleon x gn!reader, Marx x gn!reader & Yami x gn!reader

Fic type: Headcanons

Genre: Fluff

Julius Novachrono

Julius doesn’t go to be early either, so he definitely doesn’t mind staying up late with you. So, just cuddling with him late at night, listening to the rain, crickets, or the wind, or simply looking out of the window and into the dimming light of the evening and the flickering stars in the skies, is right up his alley.

But. He does have time on his side, so when he can sleep in, and take care of his duties while slowing time around himself. (He can, doesn’t mean that he will). However, that’s not the case with you. You still need sleep to function.

He does start by asking you questions along the lines of “are you feeling tired?” or “should we be going to sleep?”, which don’t really work. Because it’s not all about the feeling of tiredness, or about how you should be going to sleep.

But once he realizes that his presence comforts you, and makes it easier for you to fall asleep, he’ll start crafting a kind of routine with you.

He’d give you a hug, pressing a kiss onto your temple and pulling you into a cuddle on the bed or a couch, after which he’d run his hand up and down your back. His fingers would just gently grace your skin as his steady breathing would ring next to you, and otherwise he’d stay perfectly still. He’s not stopping you from moving, but you’d find yourself slowly sinking into the cuddle.

And little by little you’d drift off into sleep.

Nozel Silva

Once it dawns on Nozel that you aren’t getting proper sleep, he’s furious about it, he’s not yelling at you, because he’s not explosive like that, but he is angry. Which is rather hypocritical of him because neither does he. So, he quite blatantly tells you that you should get better sleep. To which you’d of course reply that you suffer from insomnia, so it’s not just about wanting to sleep.

And he’s able to relate to that problem. He’s not able fall asleep either, most of the time, but the realization fills him with a kind of apathy and a sense of helplessness, because he does want you to be well. But since he’s not able to fix his own sleeping problem, he doesn’t really know how to fix yours.

So, he just ends up holding you close late at night in hopes that you fall asleep. He does get you both some chamomile tea, and some lavender candles to help set the mood. Everything he can think of to help you both fall asleep he does.

He nuzzles into the crook of your neck, while clinging to you. And he does find your presence soothing, so, he does fall asleep eventually. But not because of candles or the tea, but because of your gentle presence.

And it’s in that deep, steady breathing of his, and the way he occasionally murmurs something in his sleep, that is your gentle lullaby that never fails to lull you to sleep.

Fuegoleon Vermillion

He’s very much of a workaholic, so it takes a while for him to realize that you aren’t sleeping properly. Especially in the beginning of the relationship. But once he notices that you’re going to sleep as late as he is, even later on most days, then it clicks.

So, he sits you down and tells you that you should try to sleep better. He talks, and he reasons; gives a little speech. One of his many speeches. But he’s no better than you are when it comes to a well-balanced sleeping schedule, and you can call him out on it.

And once you do, he’ll try to make a deal with you. The deal being that you start working towards a better sleeping routine together, because… he worries about you and you worry about him. That’s how it works in relationships.

He makes a schedule for the both of you, which does include tea, a warm bath, perhaps even a shoulder massage and time to just unwind. Because you need time to detach from work. Or he at least needs. But detaching from work doesn’t mean that you’d be able to fall asleep that easily. Which he does notice too.

But there is something so soothing, seeing the other there, just laying next to you. That it brings you’re a sense of peace. It allows you to breath in, and out, and let all of the tension in your body seep into the air around you. And there, in each other’s arms, you’d discover that sleep is more easily found.

Marx Francois

Marx will realize that you suffer from insomnia really soon, because he suffers from it as well. So, he knows what to look at. And he knows that it’s not really healthy for your body to not sleep, but he won’t preach to you about it. Because he knows that not being able to sleep is sometimes the result of duties, or just the inability to settle down.

Instead, he asks if you are drowning in work, which is the case with him. And if you reply that it’s about work, but more so about the inability to sleep, combined with not caring too much about sleeping in itself, he’ll take that answer as it is, but will give you a slightly sorrowful gaze.

He would suggest spending more time though. It’d be an opportunity for you both to bond, but it would also make you see the other suffering from lack of sleep during the wee hours of the night. It’d be something you’d understand while simultaneously feeling bad. Not for you own sake, but for the other.

So, you’d being cuddling more often, which would end up with you falling asleep in his office, and waking up with a sore neck. And that would eventually have you shift the cuddling sessions into the bedroom, where it’s more comfortable.

It’d become a “I sleep if you sleep” type of a deal, but the transition would come naturally.

Yami Sukehiro

Yami would pick up from your ki quite early on that you suffer from lack of sleep, but he’d not quite sure what’s the cause of it. He’d observe the situation for a while, and once he finally asks about it, it comes casually.

And despite what you tell him, he wouldn’t say much to it initially, but if it starts affecting your life and wellbeing, he’ll butt in. You’re dear to him after all.

He’d sit you down and have a conversation about it with you, in which he’d emphasize the importance of proper sleeping schedule. But. He’s not going to force you change your sleeping schedule, because the initiative should come from you. It’d be just another way for you to improve, and push past your limits.

However, if you tell him that you’ll try to get more proper sleep, he’ll try to help you with it. He’ll ask Charmy to make you something that’ll help you sleep, and he’d make sure that the kids (aka the Bulls) won’t be too noisy in the evening or during the night.

He’d let you take it at your own pace, cuddling you late at night if he’s around and not running errands. Rest assured, whatever help you might need from him, he’d give it to you. All you have to do, is ask. But the one thing you wouldn’t even need to ask for is to hold you close at night. His steady breathing filling the air around you, so that even if you wouldn’t fall asleep, you’d feel a sense of peace from the gentle, steady sound.

#julius novachrono x reader #fuegoleon vermillion x reader #nozel silva x reader #marx francois x reader #yami sukehiro x reader #julius novachrono headcanon #fuegoleon vermillion headcanon #nozel silva headcanon #marx francois headcanon #yami sukehiro headcanons #julius x reader #fuegoleon x reader #nozel x reader #marx x reader #yami x reader #black clover headcanon #black clover x reader #black clover fanfic

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