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missyandthemisfits · 8 months

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The Black Bulls x Chubby!Reader

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How would they react to developing a crush on a chubby magic knight??? Heck if I know but I got some ideas-

Asta

- If there's one person on this list of suitors who just straight up does not care about size, it's this one right here

- You're strong, you're a great cook, and he has fun with you- that's all this one cares about, really

- Unfortunately, he's not the brightest bulb and he doesn't exactly get it when he's being approached romantically, so they're gonna have to spell it out in some way shape or form

- It is only after you two are together that he realizes 'You know what? I think I've had a crush on you for a while now'

- Such a cute dork

Magna

- Not gonna lie, he's gonna want someone whom he can lift so he can fLEX on everyone-

- That said if you're cute and sassy enough, man is hitting the workout sessions HARD, just to be able to carry all that gorgeous around town- basically the ultimate flex

- He obviously is the first to confess albeit extremely flustered and surprisingly full of self doubt

- He's actually kind of insecure, especially about his looks - go easy on him

Luck

- Honestly? Very into someone on the plusher side and for completely selfish reasons at that - huge, HUGE cuddler once you get him down long enough (plz wrestle him he wants it so bad)

- Is ever so slight the tease, doesn't help that he's incredibly subtle about it either

- Makes a point to be around you damn near 24/7 so that way when he's not around, you definitely notice (calculated) the lack of lighthearted teasing

- Believe it or not, 100% makes sure he's got a fighting chance before confessing - he can't afford to be rejected by someone who means this much to him (can't handle that)

-Also be wary, randomly grabs you just... all the time, consciously and unconsciously. You've become his single yet constant source of comfort

Vanessa

- Forgive her she means well, but may or may not unintentionally offend by offering up diets and routines and walks around town together - I SWEAR she's only trying to be kind

- If you're honest about your feelings on it though, she feels just AWFUL and apologetic and buys you many, many gifts to try and make up for it

- Truthfully, you guys just kinda ended up becoming an item one day - rumors of a drunken kiss still floating around town, unconfirmed

- Doesn't mind it too much all in all, especially if you spoil her

Finral

- He's a little apprehensive about it at first, his mind barreling back into the teasing of how scrawny and weak he is and he's not entirely confident in his ability to shall we say satisfy -

- Buuuut quickly says 'Screw it' when he realizes how amazing you are, on and off the battlefield

- When I say this man cannot WAIT for the end of every night just to hold you??? I MEAN IT

- Very soft for his soft s/o, would give them the moon

Charmy

- You already know she doesn't care like come on

- And honestly, she may try to pressure you into many, many impromptu snacking sessions. Food is cooked by her 97% of the time, always.

- However if you have any personal health or fitness goals, Charmy is more than capable of curtailing menus to be healthy AND tasty so that's a plus for sure - but you will have to drag her along if you want her to walk with you

- Again, the relationship just sort of happened - even you two aren't quite sure when

Gauche

- Sorry lovelies but this man's first ever comment may be about your weight, granted he was already upset about Asta and Marie earlier but STILL - no bueno

- It's only after he starts getting to know you that he realizes what complete ASS he was during that first meeting. Will eventually apologize for that, it's said very softly and he sounds kind of annoyed but he's more annoyed with himself than anything

- It's gonna take quite some time to worm much of anything that isn't full of sarcasm out of him, let alone a confession, unless you decide to take that first step

- Hope you're ready for the slowest of burns -

Gordon

- If you think this awkward bean would EVER judge you on your weight, or anything for that matter, think again!

- Absolutely adores you for you; all your dimples and folds, all your past trauma, every facet of you is something he wants to learn more of and explore - absolutely all of it

- He develops a crush pretty early on but good luck getting that confession out of him

- Absolutely will nOT confess until you do because he needs to be 1000% sure he's not gonna scare you off like he did the others...

- Hand holding is must, it comforts him so

- Truthfully anything more than light sweet touches will send him to the moon, so be wary of feinting if you go in for a smooch

Grey

- So very, very shy this one is

- Doesn't actually care about your size, only about how you treat others and most importantly yourself - won't stand for negative talk and bombards you with "T-that's not true at all...!" followed closely by an entire assortment of things that make you so great in her eyes

- Just... so damn sweet

- You'll definitely be the one initiating anything and everything romantic, to include a confession so uh yea

- Just LOVES holding onto your arm once she's comfortable enough, both for support and as something of physical affection

Zora

- Yeeeea dubs you something akin to 'Chubs' upon meeting you, there's like...no way around that. He's mostly harmless tho...mostly

- Truthfully tho he's actually really attracted to curves - not that he's ever gonna tell you that (not without a teasing smirk and remark, anyway)

- He's gonna be dropping the most subtle hints that he's interested in you and the harmless flirting is eventually gonna turn into legitimately pining on both sides so you just flat out tell him one day "If we're gonna keep going like this, we should at least be official..."

- He was content with a situationship of sorts, but a relationship certainly has it perks - ones he could get behind given time

Henry

- This sweetheart is just ecstatic he's found someone with such a plethora of mana (or no mana at all, your choice), someone he can actually be around for more than a few seconds - he does NOT care

- Helps if you're nice, but won't shun you away if you have a mean streak- he's not that type of guy

- Believe it or not, he's actually the first to cave and confess his undying love - and no that is not an exaggeration he genuinely falls very hard and very fast

- His biggest dream is to be able to hold you in his admittedly frail arms, caress your hair, and whisper sweet nothings to you as you drift to sleep

- He'll keep that dream close to his heart until he can make it a reality

Secre

- Not one for judgment, but also not one for romance so this one might be tough

- She's a sucker for people who are upbeat and positive though so if you've got that going for you, you stand a really good chance of at least grabbing her attention

- Slowest of slow burns here, folks

- You'll be the one administering the confession , as well as many complements, to a very adorably flustered Secre and boy is that priceless

- She very much enjoys pockets, will constantly have her hands in yours for comfort - a little weird but very cute

Noelle

- Yes absolutely she has a preference and it's definitely not chubby- no offense (please do not take offense I for one think you're amazing)

- It's gonna take someone with a strong backbone to handle the condescending frowns and holier-than-thou attitude that comes along with crushing on this one, you've been warned

- It'll take a while of chipping away at her steely exterior before she's ready to give way to the fact that yea, you're pretty darn cute

- You confess several different times before she gives it a real go - hang in there

Nacht

- May come as a surprise, but he doesn't really care about size - just about the character of your person

- So yes he's all for someone on the curvy side, actually one of the few that compliments you outright upon meeting you

- Probably puts you through a serious of subtle tests to see how suitable you really are and how compatible you may be with him (cause let's face it, he plays for keeps) but he's very honest about the fact that he's interested in pursuing you romantically

- Touches are feather light in public, but he very much likes to have his hand at the small of your back or gingerly around your waist

- A man who knows what he wants and is not afraid to pursue it? Hell.Yes.

Yami

- Excuse me but this guy dreams of having some short, curvy so and so on his arm - someone he can really grab onto

- He's got this glint in his eyes that almost creeps you out at first but is quickly squelched by the invitation to drinks

- It only takes 2 more trips to one bar or another for him to know he wants to start talking to you on a more personal level

- Will grab ass anywhere, anytime so just... keep that in mind

- Less of a solid confession, more of a drunken offer, something along the lines of "Hey, we should totally make this a thing. This us thing or whatever it is-,"

- He's slurring and you're positive he won't remember a damn thing but he remembers everything, all the way down to how gorgeous you looked that evening

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A/N - I want you all to remember that no matter WHAT size you are; you deserve love, happiness, and to feel good in that beautiful skin you're in! <3

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bowandcurtsey · 1 year

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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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naturallykenma · 2 years

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types of touches (black clover)

a/n: this is my first time writing for them & idk if anyone will read this so we will see how it goes!!

warnings: jealousy (nacht), other than that, none!

featuring: finral & nacht <3

nacht faust: possessive hand holding

“are you ready?” nacht asked, glancing over at you. the two of you had been dating for quite some time, but decided it was time for you to announce it to the rest of the black bulls. you nodded, giving him a smile, which he returned before opening the door and guiding you in.

you were immediately greeted by asta’s yelling and vanessa calling for you to come have a drink. you smiled again, but politely declined, only to have finral approach you and start flirting.

“hey y/n,” he started. “how about we get out of here and escape the chaos, hm? what do you say?”

nacht grabbed your hand, possessively linking your fingers together as he stepped forward. “we’re together, actually.” he muttered. “back off.”

finral’s jaw dropped before he began yelling to the rest of the group what nacht had just told him while you squeezed nacht’s hand and giggled.

“some people have no shame.” nacht mumbled.

“were you jealous, my love?” you laughed, leaning up and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“no. just don’t want anyone to steal you away.” he grumbled, giving your hand another squeeze.

“hmmm i think that’s called jealousy, baby.”

finral: hugging and gently holding the other’s head + hugging from behind

you watched as finral was getting ready to leave on a mission, grabbing his favorite picture of the two of you before checking that he had everything. his back was facing you and he was mumbling softly to himself, but you couldn’t help but worry for his safety and the rest of the black bulls.

you walked up to him, wrapping your arms around his waist from behind, pressing your face between his shoulder blades.

“hey, you.” he chuckled. “what’re you doing?”

“wanted a hug.” you mumbled against his back. “‘m worried about you.”

“aw sweetheart,” he cooed, turning around and wrapping his arms around you so you were pressed against his chest and placing one of his hands on the back of your head. “don’t be too worried, hm? i’ll be back before you know it.”

his thumb rubbed soothing circles onto your head, making you feel a little better.

“promise me you’ll come back safe.” you said, voice still muffled by his shirt.

“i promise, sweetheart.”

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loosesodamarble · 1 day

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Father's First Gift

Summary: Sterling gives Nacht a little scare, but father and daughter ending up closer for it. Genre: general, fluff Word count: ~700

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Nacht felt like a headless chicken, running around with no sense of direction. All he really had at the moment was the sense of panic and fear.

Barely into a month of being a parent and he’d already failed the job. Nacht had brought Sterling along when he went out to run errands, hoping to get some father-daughter bonding time. He’d been careless though. Rather than keeping a hand on Sterling so she wouldn’t get lost, Nacht had naively trusted Sterling when she said she’d hold onto his cloak to follow him.

What a fool I was, not considering that she might lose her grip. Or what if someone snatched her away?! Nacht thought as he raced down the row of vendors he and Sterling had been down earlier. Josele can forgive a lot but I think this might be the final straw!

The search continued on a larger street with proper buildings for shops. Nacht turned his head every which way.

Just as he was about to give him, he spotted it. Sterling’s deep red locks and the pitch black ribbons she used to accent her braids.

“Sterling!” Nacht exclaimed as he rushed over to his daughter. He immediately scooped up the girl in an embrace and kissed her forehead. “There you are! You had me so worried!” He ended the hug and ran a hand over Sterling’s hair and searched her face.

Sterling’s eyes were tight and full of tears. Her lip quivered for a moment. And then she burst out bawling.

“I’m sorry, Father! Sorry!” she blubbered. “I’m a bad daughter! I let go of you when I said I’d hold on! I’m sorryyyyyy!”

“Wha—? No no no no!” Nacht said while setting down his daughter. “You weren’t bad. I was being a bad father because I wasn’t paying attention to you…” He pet Sterling on the head to soothe her. “Shh shh… Father forgives you, little starling.” Nacht pulled out a handkerchief and wiped Sterling’s tears. “You’re okay. And I’m sorry for losing you…”

It took another minute for Sterling’s tears to dry. Once they did, Nacht asked what Sterling had been looking at. Sterling pointed at the window of the store they were in front of. Inside, painted wooden figures and fluffy stuffed toys were displayed.

“They look so nice…” Sterling murmured, not looking Nacht in the eye. “Can I look a little longer, Father, please?”

“You can do more than look, Sterling. I may not be rich like Miss Noelle, but I can spare a few yul for you.” Nacht’s heart squeezed with delight at the hopeful glimmer that showed up in Sterling’s eyes. “But, because you and I can only carry so much, and we still need to run our errands, we can’t get anything too big.”

“Okay then!” Sterling nodded.

“Now…” Nacht picked up Sterling in his arms. Sterling wrapped her arms around his neck to keep steady as she was lifted up. “Time for you to pick out something nice!”

Nacht and Sterling returned home with full arms. Nacht had bags stuffed with groceries and other house necessities hanging from his elbows and hands. And Sterling’s arms were occupied with a single stuffed toy, an ash brown fox plush with a sky blue ribbon around the neck and base of the tail.

Josele saw the goods that were brought in and giggled. She knelt in front of Sterling and said, “Looks like Father spoiled you today.”

“Mhm!” Sterling nuzzled her face against her new toy. Then, she hugged one of Nacht’s legs. “Thanks Father!”

“You’re very welcome, little starling.”

…

Nacht paused outside of Sterling’s room. The door was wide open, giving him a view of what was inside. The scene inside was Sterling, lazily draped across her bed after a long day of organizing and book-keeping at work. Although her limbs seemed unceremoniously spread out, her left arm was deliberately stretched towards her pillow.

Or rather, to the ash brown fox plush that sat right beside it.

Nacht walked to Sterling’s bed and moved the plush just enough that it brushed against Sterling’s hand. Instinctively, the young woman grasped the toy and pulled it to her chest.

#black clover #nacht faust #black clover fanfic #black clover oc #sterling faust #soda's ocs #next gen ocs #making domestic parent-child bonding fluff pieces

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marune2 · 1 day

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Nacht’s and Morgan’s birthday whit ida

Summary

Ida gifting Nacht and Morgan at mitt night there gift

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Ida don’t know much too gift her brother’s so…..she draw of curse for them

Nacht what to draw him why not draw him kicking yami whit a big smile and happy!!!!

And Morgan hm a family draw whit her Nachty and Morgy eating together happy!!!!

Ida is extra leade awake she see her brother did. trunk they talk as Morgan sees her

Morgan:oh Baby sister should you sleep? Is something wrong come here baby sis“drunk

Nacht raised a eye brow

Ida give Nacht he’s picture and Morgan’s he’s:happy birthday day Nachty and morgy!!!!!“smile

Morgan looking at the picture like Nacht

Morgan:awww thank you!!!“smile and take Ida in he’s arms and hugging her

Ida:morgy can move…..“ In Morgan’s mom hug

Nacht:well gremlin you know what you should draw „laughing

Ida laughing happy but can’t move because of drunk Morgan

Nacht:well as fare Au see you don’t coming out of this gremlin „laughing and stare at Morgan wo hold Ida on himself like something else

#nacht faust #morgen faust #ida Faust #black clover #black clover au #oc #black clover oc #birthday #gifting #Child Ida #Family #fluff

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melody-ofstars · 2 years

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★ 𝓕𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓶 ~ Black Clover

★ 𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 ~ Zenon Zogratis x Reader

★ 𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓻𝓮 ~ Fluff, Mutual Pining

★ 𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓼 ~ she/her

★ 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼 ~ 🌃🌌🌠🌟✨

𝑾𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝑓𝑜𝑟 @swingincalzoneeggslime

The sound of thunder echoed through the sky as you sat outside in the rain, letting yourself relax in it. The sky that was once a bright blue was now a dark gray with big clouds as far as the eyes could see. The wind was fast causing your hair to whip around your face but you didn't care.

There was something about thunderstorms and rain for that matter, that attracted you, calmed you, and made you think that it was all going to be okay. You needed that actually, recently everything had felt like a burden... Your feelings, your thoughts, your wants, and needs but seeing the thunderstorms always made it go away, just like this time.

You turned around as you heard the sound of footsteps making their way towards you, only to find Zenon Zogratis, the youngest and most terrifying of the dark triad... And not to mention... The person you liked.

You composed yourself and ran a hand through your wet hair trying to make them presentable.

"Good evening, your highness." You said with a quick yet elegant bow.

"Miss y/n, might I ask what you are doing out here amid a storm? Aren't you scared?" He asked, his clothes now beginning to soak in the water. When he came, he was under a mana barrier that protected him from the rain but it wasn't active anymore.

"Hardly, your highness. I happen to enjoy rainstorms... They have a certain beauty to them..." You said, looking at him with a soft smile.

He looked at you, clearly confused as to what could you mean, making you elaborate further.

"It just makes me think how even nature itself needs an outlet sometimes... And how it can be beautiful to let your emotions show rather than hold them in... The pleasant scent of soil when the raindrops fall and the loud yet calming sound of thunder, the dangerous yet beautiful streaks of light through the air, it's all so... Perfect." You explained, closing your eyes and facing up, letting the raindrops fall on your face with a soothing pattern.

"That's probably the first time ever that I have heard somebody describe a thunderstorm this way."

"That's because everybody fears you, your highness."

"Oh? And what about you? Do you not fear me?" He asked, his eyebrow quirking a bit.

"I don't have an answer to that your highness, but you remind me of storms like these..." You said, looking at him.

"Do I?" He asked but you couldn't hear as you were occupied with just admiring him and comparing him to the storm.

He looked beautiful... with his hair wet and drops falling from their ends. His lovely crystal blue eyes looked at you intently making you shiver. The falling raindrops, creating a halo around him, making him look...

"Dangerous yet serene..." You whispered, caught up in your own thoughts only to realize what you said a moment later.

Your eyes widened as the weight of your words settled in, he was definitely going to kill you on the spot for this or worse.

"Oh my god, your highness. I am truly sorry, I did not mean that. I spoke without thinking, please pardon me." You apologized profusely but there was no response.

You looked up at him to see him looking at you with an incomprehensible expression.

"Your Highness?" You asked, looking at him with concern.

He blinked and took a deep breath, letting himself feel the rain wash over him before speaking,

"You should not say things that you don't mean for words are powerful, Miss Y/n," He said, looking at you with such intensity that even in this cold weather you felt warm under his gaze but before you could reply he had already turned around and walked away, leaving you alone to interpret his words as the rain fell around you.

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ao3feed-hitoshi-shinsou · 9 months

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#AO3 Link #FanFiction #AO3 Shinsou #♢#Hitoshi Shinsou #Eri #Mikumo Akiyama #Atsuzu Uranaishi #R:G #A:Ailtire Nacht #Fluff

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bambooshootssoup · 10 months

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"Got a Date? "

-General Dating HCS-

Asta, Yuno, Nacht, William X Reader

CW! : there's probably a spoiler or two?, it's just fluff and nothing else, Nacht being Nacht, some language mistakes

- Asta-

- he's very good at finding places for dating? (One of his attempts to propose sister Lily)

- he could and will makes a whole rundown to make sure you could enjoy your dates with him

- "I should buy a flower, wait, there's a lot of flowers there- urgh..... Should I buy her a gift? But what does she like?.... Big sis Vanessa!!!!! Help meeeeeee!!!!!! "

- hold hands all the way (yeahhh!!!!!)

- the sweetest person that you could ever ask for

- he'll probably take you to the field full of flowers and make you run around with him or make a lot of flower crowns

- "here's a very pretty crown for my queen!! It's only made from flowers now.... But when I become a wizard king, I promise I'll give you a real one, okay? "

- Yuno Grinberryall -

- first, he has to figure out how to go on a date with you without having Bell, his Sylph to curse at your existence all day long

- protective hand holding (he literally grip your hand instead of holding it, but gently)

- dates are most likely spent at a Teashop or library, with him cannot get his eyes off you, he just blankly stares at you

- "is there anything you want to order? I could order it for you.... Oh, you got some cream on your cheek, let me wipe it for you"

- on rare occasions, he takes you to the Demon's skull on his village and just stargazing

- " Anything for you, my love"

- Nacht Faust -

- Stay at Home date are the best option if he has to choose, being a spy never be easy and always tiring, and he doesn't have much energy to go anywhere anymore

- at your home preferably (his house are too eerie to become a good place to date)

- a very good cook, he always helps you to prepare food, with a little help from his little devils (it ain't much but it honest work)

- and for the rest of the day, Cuddles and a lil bit of chatter, he would talk about his day and how he hates everyone (except you)

- "everyone is good for nothing... Hm? Does that include you? Don't be silly, at least your hugs are comforting compared to their endless babbling"

- William Vangeance -

- He's tired (2) , all of that office work could make him explode and you're always wondering how he keeps himself intact

- He could never say no to Picnic dates tho, he loves your homemade foods (even if you couldn't make something edible, like me-) , and what makes it better is that he could spend his day lay his head on your lap

- it's so relaxing and stress-relieving, the most comfortable place in the whole world if he has to be honest

- but there are times when he takes you to a fancy places, and literally treats you like a queen, he goes "anything for you, my queen" Mode

- " I wish I could do more for you, but those paperworks doesn't seem like it's going to let me go anytime soon, I'm very sorry that I always make you understand my circumstances "

Thanks for reading ^^ and have a nice day~

#william vangeance x reader #nacht faust x reader #yuno grinberryall x reader #asta x reader #asta #yuno grinberryall #nacht faust #william vangeance #black clover #black clover x reader

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yaut-jaknowit · 1 year

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Can you please write Older yautja x f reader. Like a really big old yautja cheif. The reader is native american (not that it matters) and an overly energetic girl. Very fluffy n cuddly. Reader is whining about the cold and snuggles up to the elder n gets a little frisky he's grumpy but willing to help out. Thank you!

Pet names: Girly, little one, my girl, etc

Kinks: softdom, possesive, breeding, mild somnophilia

Hold You

Pairing: Woftik (Male Yautja) x AFAB Reader

Warnings: SMUT, softdom, possesive Yautja, breeding kink, light size kink, knotting, light aftercare, P in V, soft sex, fluff, use of very feminine pet names. You know the drill people lol

Word Count: 4516

Summary: Yautja Prime is a large planet. It sits in the designated zone for life to sprout. And life easily thrives all over the place. Even when a bitter cold takes over the poles. Woftik lives there with you. Life is great. Until the frozen lands are swallowed with a blizzard. All the two of you could possibly do was wait out the storm with each other.

Author Note: I'm so sorry this took a bit to get to. I had gotten caught up with a few self-interest writings. I do promise, I'm working on the ones that people have requested. Also, I do love all of your requests guys!

Masterlist

Ao3

In the middle of the equator and the poles of Yautja Prime, it had weather closer to earth. Closer to said poles, an actual four seasons will cycle every year of the planet. Though rare, some Yautjas will live up towards the poles. A select few clans have laid down claim to vast, cool plains of barren lands and ocean.

Off of the top of your head, you could remember the clan Woftik was part of and another his clan was affiliated with. Nacht Klinge and Snoq are the clan names. There were two more, you believed that survive in the colder climates. Truly, you didn’t mind the cold as much, enjoying on some days. While on others, you snuggled up to your Yautja and napped content.

Today was no different. A blizzard had wiped the Nacht Klinge clan off of the map currently. It was far too dangerous for even a Yautja to step foot outside without being lost. There wasn’t nothing out there worth the risk in the first place. Food, water, entertainment, warmth all bundled into one place. No one could drag you out there if they wanted to.

That meant, you found yourself pinned to Woftik’s meaty side. One of his thickly corded arms thrown heavily over your shoulders. Just the weight alone had you trapped. Woftik wasn’t moving anytime soon. It seemed, neither were you.

The Yautja had his eyes closed, ears open, and body sagged into the couch. Your little warmth wasn’t attentive but it had him satisfied. He let loose a rumble that vibrated across the expanse of his torso. You giggled and squirmed in your spot, unable to move much.

As time went on, the fire that Woftik had built sometime before, had dwindled. With the harsh cold threatening to breakdown the door and environment you lived in, you felt the crisp, frosty air biting at your exposed skin. Despite the blazing heat warming up your side, it wasn’t enough to hold it back. Your body was raked with a shiver. That caught Woftik’s attention.

His dark, almost black, brown eyes opening and flicked down to you. You gazed up at him with doe eyes. “It’s getting cold,” you explained and trembled again. It wasn’t on purpose.

Old Woftik grumbled, not out of annoyance, just a noise he regularly makes and lifted his arm off of you. His heat fleeting away the moment he did. This was an open opportunity though. You leaped off of the couch and raced over to the fireplace.

Orange, glowing embers produced heated that fell over your goose bumped skin. At this distance, the cold was chased away once more. You reached next to the mantle and grabbed three chopped logs, as much as possible. They were carefully placed on top of the dying fire. Next, you mindfully leaned in, still a safe distance away and gently blew.

It helped stroke the ember, pushing oxygen towards them. They grew bright with flames flickering to life once more. Those flames licked up at the logs a few times as you did this over and over. Until the logs finally caught the fire and burned. You smiled to yourself and stood back up. With one move, you pivoted around to face Woftik.

The elder was the spitting image of tranquility. Arms hanging on the back of the couch, legs spread far wider than necessary. His head leaned back and exposing his throat to you. Not a single muscle was tensed or twitching. Softly, his chest rose and fell with quiet breaths. You didn’t let your smile fade at the sight of him.

Instead, you skipped up to him. Woftik made a noise that kept solidifying his growing age. His Adam’s apple bobbing with the sound. You took the initiative to climb into his lap and straddle his wide waist.

Woftik didn’t move a muscle. Your hands touched at his midriff before sliding up to his wide shoulders. For a male, this Yautja was massive in mass and height. He rivaled a few females that live among his clan. Yet, Woftik’s color has been adapted to his environment over decades of living here.

An off color of white painted his skin. Though white was considered a curse among many of the clans that lived towards the equator. For him, it was a gift. To hunt and live in a climate this harsh and deadly required skill and great camouflage. Maybe that’s why he’s chief of the Nacht Klinge clan.

Similar to all of his kind, he was only adorned with a loin cloth – albeit thicker. The bulky size of him kept him far warmer than you in this kind of weather. Another adaptation for the climate. If he were outside when the weather was normal, a furred covering would hang from his shoulders. Woftik would wear shoes as well. It was too cold for him to go bare foot like the rest of his kind at the equator.

In the safety of Woftik’s dwelling, he sat almost naked and lax. You wrapped your arms around his neck and rested your chest against his. A short purr vibrated from deep within his barrel torso. You quietly laughed and shook your head.

With the newly rebuilt fire rewarming the house once more, you softened against Woftik. One of his massive arms encircled your form. It kept you snug to him. You release a sigh of content, a hidden smile gracing your features. Barely above a whisper, you mummer, “love ya, ya big giant.” Woftik’s arm flexed just a hair. You felt it though and didn’t let your turned up lips fall.

The temperature continued to drop throughout the day. It sapped up your heat, even your own Yautja started to feel that annoying bite at his heels. He threw his other arm over you, encasing your frame. You canted your hips to scoot forward, to somehow press yourself into his skin. Maybe, somehow get underneath it to steal all of his warmth.

You stuttered with a gasp at the accidently stimulation of your clit skirting across Woftik’s loin cloth. An all too familiar heat bloomed over you features. A new fire sparking to life deep within your stomach. You whined and snuggled deeper into him. This time, you grounded your hips down on purpose. Your eyes rolled back. Woftik’s deadly claws poked into your feeble flesh.

Now, with the feeling starting a fire across your skin, you couldn’t stop thinking about it. About him. It would help keep you warm in this weather, fire or not. You let an arm fall from around his neck and settled on his navel, nails lightly scratching. “Woftik,” you softly cry his name before picking up your head to look at him in the eye. He was already peering down at you, mandibles tense. You had started a gentle fire, not the one in the fireplace.

“What do you want, little one?” he muttered lowly and bent down the best he could. His face was close to yours. You felt the warm, moist exhale flutter over your features. He was close enough to make out the texture of his dark eyes. Darker than usual as need grew within them.

A heavier blush blanketed your cheeks at the name he called you. One he didn’t let fade. Woftik shifted his hands to engulf your hips. With those limbs, he forced you to grind up against him. You sucked in a sharp breath of air between your clenched teeth. “I asked you a question, girly.” You keened quietly and ducked underneath his chin to hide in his neck. But the white Yautja wasn’t gonna let that happen.

With a hand, he pinched your jaw and softly brought you back out. “Little one,” he spoke with a hardened, lax tone. You couldn’t help your hips jutting forward, knocking your clothed cunt against the slowly growing bulge in his pants. Woftik squeezed your chin for a moment before untensing.

“You,” you quietly stated. Woftik was eating this up like a hungry, starved man. From the usual bouncing, talking ooman on daily basis you were, to this. Such a nervous, needy, little ooman, embarrassed about asking for something so normal.

The old Yautja rumbled a noise of thinking. His dark eyes never leaving yours. “You already have me,” he stated a fact. Here you were, plopped on Woftik’s lap, humping against him like a needy little girl.

You keened with a pathetic whine and finally met his eyes. They begged for him silently. They were filled with emotions, flooding them fully. Woftik used a thumb to rub along your cheek bone. Your whole body went slack in his hold. “Yeah, I know. Such a good little ooman for me. Will you let me take you?” he whispered into the cooling living room. “I’ll keep you warm and safe with me.”

How could anyone say no to him when he speaks like that? Woftik was the best person – alien or not – you’ve ever met. His hands were gentle each time they laid on your feeble skin. His words always had you smiling or keening. His eyes had yours captured each time they met.

Your head was quick to nod. “I want you, love. Please, keep me warm.” To sell the whole show, you shivered, partially fake. Truly, it was dropping in temperature inside of his house.

Woftik grumbled a noise of old age and content before letting his hands skirt underneath your shirt. The blazing heat that radiated off of his skin left a hot trail of the skin he touched. As much as you wanted to hide in the safety of his neck, you didn’t want to part from his eyes. You searched through them and found all the love he had for you stored within them.

“Then, you’ll have me.” One of his hands roamed north before settling over the swell of one of your breasts. You sighed softly at the feeling. The hand on his navel scratching once more. The thick muscle there rippled at your touch. He didn’t let that distract him and run a talon mindfully over a pliant nipple. It immediately had blood rushing to it, growing hard underneath his administration. “Your body knows who I am, doesn’t it?” Your empty cunt clenched at his words.

A warm, short gush of slick dampened your underwear. A new flush of blood brushing over your cheeks. You couldn’t look him in the eye anymore and found the ground more interesting. “Sweet girl, look at me,” he called out to you. In return, you whine and kept your chin tucked down. “Come on, let me see your pretty eyes.”

Relenting, you lifted your head, eyes finding each other. “There’s my girl. I can smell you thick in the air-hey don’t look away now. There you go, keep your eyes on me. You smell like heaven.” Your heart thundered in your ears, almost drowning out his words. It stuttered in its bony cage. How could he talk… fuck you.

“Now, lets get these pants off of you.” Woftik helped lift you up and off of his lap. Your legs trembled at first when you added weight to them. With him right there though, he kept you up and removing your leggings at the same time. His arms flex with use of his muscles. Your lips pressed together, eyes roaming over him.

Once your leggings were tossed to the side, you shivered at the biting cold and leaped into Woftik’s lap. Without hesitancy, his large arms encased your form once more. You hummed at the skin-to-skin contact. “Hm, you’re so warm, love,” you muttered against the giant wall of muscle your head was laid on.

With your shirt still on, Woftik slid a hand underneath and had it returned to its original spot. A groan sounding from the back of your throat. His moves weren’t harsh or demanding, gentle like a waves lapping at a shore.

His free hand slipped between the apex of your plush thighs and cupped your moist core. A gasp tore at your throat from the sudden move. Your spine curved to pressed your hips more against him. He rumbled a chuckle and palmed at you. The move rubbed over your soak clit as his fingers teased your folds. One move and he could be buried inside of you. Yet, the Yautja didn’t let that happen. His digits just stayed still like a statue.

A whine built up in the back of your throat. “Love, I need more.” At your begging, Woftik rested his thumb on top of your nub. Immediately, your muscles tensed and waited impatiently at his next move. When he didn’t, you took it upon yourself to hump against him. The former embarrassment slipping away from you like water. “Fuck, like that. That feels so good.”

Woftik felt pleasure wash over him in a heady amount, soaking into his bones. Despite a want to move that hand coated in your slick, the Yautja pinched at your nipples instead. This distracted you from jerking your hips, you bit at your bottom lip.

Now, he took it upon himself to start a slow, mindful rubbing over your clit. The sticky slick coating your cunt easily allowed for him to pass over your nub. You released your lip with an airy cry, hands clawing at his exposed shoulders. The cold forgotten about now. A wall built to deter it away from the safety of your Yautja.

In tandem, your hips rocked against Woftik’s hand, further increasing the pressure. The Yautja watched, raptured with the way you moved with a desperate need. Your eyes hooded over, bottom lip captured between dull teeth. You were heavily breathing through your nostrils before you started to pant.

He let his upper hand abandon your breast to skim up to wrap firmly around your neck. Your eyes snapped open to stare wide at him. With a thumb, he stroked your jawline. “I didn’t say stop, pretty girl,” he huskily whispered. Your eyes rolled up. You didn’t realize you had stopped moving until he said something. You didn’t waste a second to begin again. A new fever rushing into your veins.

“That’s it,” he growled lowly. You squeaked, hands grasping at his skin. It had to be the combination of everything. Him, his noises, his body, his warmth, his hands, everything. It was affecting you. His last encouragement was the final nail in the coffin.

Your back arched, chest pressed up against him. A hardy gasp tore at the back of your throat, causing a cracking sound. “Fuck!” you spat out and refused to still, jutting your hips without rhythm till the end. A new gush of fluids coating his massive hand between your thighs. Despite the Yautja forcing you to look at him, your hooded back over. The bliss ebbing away from the blood that filled your veins.

When you officially slumped against his broad form, head resting on his shoulder. Woftik dragged his lower limb from between the apex of his body and lifted it in front of his alien face. From the corner of your heavy eyes, you watched as the Yautja licked your juices off. You mewled while humping, horny at the display.

Woftik grumbled his elder noises of content. “Hm, always so good for me.” Then, the Yautja tilted his head back to gaze down at your loose form. “Do you know what you do to me, little one? Do you know how hard you get me? How desperate you have me right now?” If you had a sober mind, the blush coating your cheeks could be from him.

All you could do for the moment was make a pathetic sound from the depths of your chest and bury your face in his neck. “Oh no, no, no. You don’t get to hide away from me now. I want to watch you come on my cock next, sweet girl.”

“Fuck me, please,” you groaned into his neck without thinking. Your body tensed a second after those words had left your mouth. Had you just said that?

The alien in front of you rumbled his low laughter. “That’s what my good girl wants, doesn’t she?” You forced yourself to bite at your bottom lip. At this point, it has had to bleeding or rubbed raw. After all the times you’ve constantly agitated it. A part of yourself would be surprised if it wouldn’t hurt in the morning. “Come on, tell me that you’re my good girl.”

Your hips rolled subconsciously. That’s when you felt a bulge in his pants. Without meaning to, they moved against the bump you had felt. Pleasure shot up the length of your spine all over again. With the combination of him calling you his good girl and the proposition of what’s to come, your walls clenched emptily.

“Your good girl,” you whined. You needed him now.

One moment, Woftik had you on his lap. The very next second, you were slammed onto your back on the couch cushions, legs spread wide. The oxygen in your lungs forced out at the sudden pressure. Any sounds of surprise couldn’t reach the air. But there wasn’t a hint of fear in your eyes as you stared up at the lumber giant above you. Woftik had you pinned to the couch, calm as ever, gaze locked onto you. One hand was wrapped snuggly around your throat. His other had found its way to your navel and gently held you there.

With his lower limb, he retreated it to pull off his pants. They were moved down enough for his cock to spring out and slap against him navel. A thick bead of precum leaking from the head, dripping down the length of him. Such an alien look to him that’ll have you always satisfied.

His size matched his body. Thickly corded and large. A vein ran down the side before disappearing where the noticeable lump of his deflated knot. He was a bright, neon green, just like his blood. At the sight of him, your mouth watered.

Your eyes lifted up to find his nearly black eyes on you, heavy with lust. Without even needing to say a word, you knew what he was asking of you. “Fill me, love.” Woftik didn’t need to ask again. With one hand, he lined himself up with your dripping cunt and pressed forward.

The head of his flat head popped inside before he stilled. Both of you relished in the delicious feeling seeping into your veins. Your head leaned back with a keen sounding from you. “You feel so good, little one. So tight and I’m barely inside of you,” he groaned and forced himself to still for your benefit. Past interactions have taught him well.

Woftik was gentle, mindful on his actions until his hips finally kissed your inner thighs. The two of you cried out, heads thrown back at the same time. His hands squeezed temporarily. Before the one on your neck slid up to tangle in your hair. He tugged on the strands to force you to look at him again. “That’s all me, little one. Pauk, yeah. So pauking tight around me.” That lower hand touched your navel again and pressed down. You harshly gasped.

With a newfound energy, Woftik snatched one of your hands and pressed it to your navel. He preformed the same action as before. Your eyes widened, unable to look away from his dark ones. You felt the giant twitch inside of you. You could feel him with your hand, deep inside of you.

“I’m so far inside of you. So deep. I’m inside of your womb. I’m going to fill your womb with my seed. Breed you so full of me.” For a lumbering giant, he knew how to use words for his advantage. You throbbed, walls barely able to even move with him inside of you. “Pauk, I love when you do that. You love the way I’m so far inside of you.”

Yeah, you most definitely do. He’s ruined you for anyone else. And it wasn’t just the sex that convinced you to stay with him. He may have been an ass in the beginning, but he was the best thing you had back then. You were glad to have stayed with him, through the dangers of his life.

“I do. Now, fucking pound me,” you demanded and wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down. His warm breath fell over you at each exhale. One deep inhale filled your lungs with his earthy scent of wildlife and nature and salt.

He didn’t need to be told twice at the order of his mate. With one pull of his hips, almost removing himself from you, he thrusted forward. The slap against your thighs wasn’t harsh or painful by any means. This was the beginning after all. He wants to savor the moment for however long he possible could.

On the other hand, you were loving every, single second. His girth pressed every crook and nanny inside of you. You were seeing stars, despite the vanilla pace he usually sets up.

Woftik’s tresses fell around you in a curtain of light green. With the leftovers of your sober mind, you turned your head and captured the end of one of them with your lip. Woftik slammed his hips particular hard against you. It sent your body sliding up before he pulled you back down flush with him. “Do that again,” he begged and partially draped himself over you. His weight kept you trapped.

At his request, you suckled on the end of the one you caught. Woftik grounded his hips hard into you, only thrusting them while holding you down to the couch. It had your clit scrapping across his pelvis. You squeezed like a snake around him at the harsh stimulation. He yowled and shuttered above you, a beautiful sight before you. You felt that familiar heat blooming back into your chest.

The Yautja didn’t speed up but kept the punishing harshness of his hips snapping to you. He fell to his elbows, chest to chest with you now. You were completely pinned between him and the couch. There was nowhere to go. Not that you wanted to leave anyhow. This is where you wanted to be. This is where you are meant to be.

You keened a particular thrust that had you seeing stars. Your whole body shuttered, walls fluttering around him. Woftik snarled huskily above, mandibles clicking wildly. “You’re mine to breed. Mine to fill. Mine to love. Mine to pauk.” Your hands clawed at his back, probably not leaving any sort of marks. Yet, the alien shuttered as if you had hurt him.

“All yours, love. All you-oh!” He firmly rewrapped his hand back around your throat, once he had realized it slipped away. Woftik watched the way your eyes rolled back up into your head, eyelids hooded. You squeezed him once more, dragging him closer and closer towards the end.

His growing knot kept catching on your entrance, almost locking him prematurely inside. As much as he wanted to stop anything from preventing a smooth thrust, he was too far gone. He used the muscles that lined his broad back and waist to keep slamming his hips against you. There wasn’t anything that could pull him away from you. You were his. Through and through.

With the slight increase in his rough pounding, his skin rubbed against your erect nipples. Bliss was thrumming throughout your whole body. From the tips of your toes to the top of your head. You were soaking in it with your mate fucking you into the living room couch. The harsh, winter cold no longer a problem from the heat the two of you generated. No fire was needed for fiery love you held for each other.

One particular slam had you sobbing, body threatening to curl into his blazing body. “That’s it, little one. Be my good girl, come for me. And I’ll fill you with my seed as you’re mine,” he praised into your ear. Harsh clicks following afterwards. He cursed in his own language, losing his ability to speak ooman for the moment.

A body splintering orgasm pushed you right off of the edge. Everything went white, body tense and writing against Woftik’s never ending moving form. There was static in your ear. The only thing you could hear was a far off scream echoing in your ears. Your throat started to burn, vibrating for some odd reason.

Then, as your soul returned, you realized it was you who was making that noise. The rest of the air in your lungs left and forced you to sputter for more oxygen. You were panting, roughly and rasping inhales. Sweat dotted your half naked form. The shirt that hung off of your shoulders was sticking to your skin like an uncomfortable second layer.

You tried to gather your thoughts for a second only to feel a painful slap meet your thigh. If it wasn’t for the strong body pinning you down or the sturdy hold clasped around your throat, you would’ve been thrown far up the couch.

An all too familiar pressure burst inside of you, locking. You keened at the feeling, back arching off of the couch. Woftik’s snarl vibrated across the expanse of your skin. His native language falling off his alien tongue in heady mouthfuls. Your name cried out like a prayer along the words.

With a shaky, weak hand, you cupped his lower jaw. This had him opening his eyes, hooded and heavily to stare down at the mess he made of you. He purred thickly once he did.

There was so many emotions swirl inside of those gorgeous eyes of his. Not just the lust or subdued hunger for you. No, the affection he has that stems from deep within his soul shone through. You felt yourself completely soften at the sight.

The limb on your throat shifted to mirror your action. Woftik leaned forward and softly knocked his forehead against yours. “You did so well for me, sweet girl,” he breathed in to your ear, breathing faster than usual. You smiled up at him with a tilt of your head. “Yeah, you did so pauking good for me.”

Now, the blush blanketing your cheeks wasn’t from your exertion or former embarrassment. It was due to his new words. Instead of shying away, you kept your gaze on him. “Thank you, love. That was amazing, just like you.”

Woftik tensed before sputtering. You giggled softly at his reaction before rewrapping your arm back around him. He relaxed in your hold and let the moment carry on. Until you felt the dreading cold nip at the skin exposed to the house’s air. You whined and wiggled underneath him. “Wof… it’s getting cold again.” There wasn’t much he could do until his knot deflated. So, you had to wait until then. Don’t fret, the Yautja ensured you kept warm underneath him.

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daisies-daydreams · 3 months

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Can we get a new story chapter for DeadBeat! Köing? He goes through the legal process; getting his name on the birth certificate, child custody/visitation rights and child support payments. He asks his ex on a date, just so she get unwind from her motherly duties. He than asks her if they could get back together?

One Step at a Time - Pt. 2 (Deadbeat!König x F!Reader)

Pairing: Deadbeat!König x F!Reader Category: Fluff/Angst Warnings: Broken German, Swearing, Trust/Abandonment Issues, Depictions of Panic Attacks Word Count: TBA A/N: Hi there! Thank you so much for your request - I feel like it's been forever since I've been involved in the COD community, and it feels good to start writing for it again. I hope you enjoy! (P.S. König's real name is Mathias in this continuity). Pt. 1

"♪ And up, up, up we go! ♪" Mathias cheered while bouncing your baby girl, Emilie, in his lap. Your daughter gurgled as he raised her arms above her head and danced along to the music playing on your TV. You watched with a soft smile as you finished up some work at the kitchen table. You sighed and rubbed your eyes, the bags beneath them seeming to grow heavier with each passing day.

"I swear, she loves this show," the giant man chuckled. You hummed as you typed away at the spreadsheet.

“Dadadada!" Emilie suddenly squealed, her boisterous laugh floating around the room like bubbles. Her father laughed and imitated her babbling before he kissed the top of her head. You couldn't help but chuckle at the way your little girl utterly adored her father - the man who shared the same sparkling blue eyes and fiery red hair with the little one. You sighed as you closed your laptop and tilted your neck side to side, the stress of the day still lingering in every fiber of your being. You smiled as Emilie cooed while she stared at the blue and orange dogs dancing on her favorite show.

"Thanks for watching her while I finished up," you said to Mathias as you strolled over to the couch. The tall man blinked as you sat down next to him while Emilie chewed on her bumblebee pacifier.

"No problem," he cracked a small grin. Emilie ducked her head into Mathias' broad shoulder when he tried to hand her over to you. His eyes widened a little as you paused.

"You can hold onto her for a bit longer. You still have about ten minutes," you smiled softly. His grin seemed to falter at your statement as she opted to gnaw on her father's dark t-shirt.

"Right," he sighed before turning his attention back to the screen. The three of you continued to watch the show before Emilie's eyelids began to droop. Mathias chuckled quietly as he cradled her in his arms.

"Aw, mein Kliene," he cooed as she yawned quietly [my little one]. She grunted and smacked her lips as he pecked her forehead. Mathias gently rocked her in his burly arms as he began to quietly hum:

"Guten Abend, gut’ Nacht, Von Englein bewacht Die zeigen im Traum Dir Christkindleins Baum: Schlaf’ nun selig und süß, Schau im Traum’s Paradies"*

Your daughter's eyes slowly closed as she yawned one last time. Your heart melted as you watched her drift off to sleep in his arms. Mathias glanced over at you and smiled gently.

"I missed hearing you sing," you confessed with a timid whisper. His cheeks dusted a bright pink as he looked back down at your baby girl.

"It's been a while, hasn't it, Maus?" he chuckled softly. The two of you eventually made your way to your bedroom. Mathias continued to hum softly as he laid Emilie in her crib, the pudgy baby suckling on her pacifier as she stirred. You found yourself mesmerized by the fact that this giant, hulking mass of a man could be so gentle with something so fragile as your infant.

You were pulled from your thoughts when Mathias cleared his throat.

"(Y/N), could I talk to you in the kitchen for a moment?" he asked. You furrowed your brows a little as you nodded.

"Of course," you said before giving one last glance at your baby girl. You stepped out of the room with your ex, leading him into the kitchen. You couldn't help but cross your arms over your chest as you gazed into his icy blue eyes. "What did you want to talk about, Matti-Mathias," you corrected yourself before you said your old petname for him. Mathias seemed to catch it, though, as he paused for a brief moment.

"Well...I just notice how exhausted you've been lately with working extra hours and taking care of Emi," he began as he shifted in place. You saw the way he wrinkled his nose and played with the hair on the back of his head; tell-tale signs that he was nervous around you.

"So I was wondering if you, well, would allow me to take you out somewhere to unwind?" he asked. Your eyes widened by a fraction as you sucked in a sharp breath.

"You mean...like a date?" you asked. His breath hitched.

"Well, um, not exactly," Mathias muttered. He averted his gaze and sighed while rubbing the back of his head. "I just think that you need a break is all," he admitted. You crossed your arms and tapped your foot on the kitchen tile.

"And what's in it for you?" you asked with a raised brow. Mathias smiled sheepishly.

"A chance to catch up," he replied honestly. You tilted your head as he stepped closer. "Most of my time around you is spent with Emi, and that's great! But...I'd like to have a conversation where there's no crying or spit-up to interrupt us," he murmured. The room was quiet for a moment as you rubbed your arms. "I'm sorry, it was a stupid idea-" he began. He froze when you shook your head and rested a hand on his arm.

"No...it's a good idea," you admitted with a tired chuckle. Mathias' shoulders relaxed as his eyes brightened. "What did you have in mind?" you asked as you shuffled in place. Your ex shared the same exhausted smile as he leaned down. The tips of your ears burned as his face came ever so close to yours.

"It's a surprise," he whispered with a hint of anticipation. You couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm.

"Alright - as long as there's no spicy food involved," you giggled. Mathias chuckled, the corners of his baby blue eyes crinkling as his chest puffed out. "I'll just have to ask Mrs. Gonzalez if she can watch Emi," you said. The giant man beamed as he leaned his head back up.

"Great! Is it alright if I come pick you up around, say, six o’clock this Saturday?" he asked. You grinned and nodded. Mathias smiled widely as he dipped his upper body down and opened his arms. "Oh, thank you-" you flinched away, your heart pounding as your eyes widened. Your ex tensed as he cautiously stepped away.

"I'm...I'm sorry," he murmured.

"It's alright," you said. The two of you averted each other's gazes before his phone began to ring.

"Ah, arbeiten," he sighed [work]. The two of you exchanged glances as he began to stroll towards your front door. He paused and slightly turned towards you. "Maus, I…” his voice trailed off as his throat tightened [Mouse]. You tilted your head as you held your breath. Your ex opened his mouth before his phone began to ring again. He sighed as his shoulders fell.

“I’ll...see you on Saturday," Mathias waved with a strained smile. You returned his gesture before watching him step out of your apartment…a tiny, quiet part of you yearning to let him stay.

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“I’m keeping the ringer on my phone on full volume - just in case,” you told your older neighbor, Mrs. Gonzales, as you handed your baby girl to her. Her chocolate brown eyes lit up as Emilie cooed and blew a raspberry. Mathias lingered nearby, maintaining enough distance between the two of you as he slotted his thumbs in his jean pockets.

“Sounds good," Mrs. Gonzalez paused before glancing at the two of you. Her gaze turned steely as she looked up at Mathias. “Take good care of her,” she warned in a low voice. Your ex laughed and rubbed the back of his head.

“Don’t worry, Frau. I’ll make sure she doesn’t get into any trouble,” he chuckled [Ma’am]. You felt a twinge of heat rise to your cheeks as you rolled your eyes. You smiled and pecked your baby’s forehead as she gurgled.

“Goodbye, Emi. Be good for Mrs. Gonzalez,” you said before cupping her cheek. Emilie suddenly sneezed before giggling again.

“Oh, don’t worry. She’s always such a delightful baby,” your neighbor chirped. You and Mathias exchanged weary glances before snickering.

“Yes, she is. Thank you again, Mrs. Gonzalez!” you said. Mathias stepped over and kissed the top of Emilie's head.

“Tschüssi, Bärchen,” he murmured before kissing the tip of her button nose [Goodbye, little bear]. Emilie pouted as he started to drift away, grabbing for her father with her tiny, chubby hands. “Aw, it’ll be okay. We’ll only be gone for a little bit,” her father murmured. She sniffled before Mrs. Gonzalez rocked her gently. You said your goodbyes, your heart aching a little to leave your baby...but a wave of relief washed over you knowing you wouldn't have to worry. You sighed and lowered your hand.

“Are you ready to go?” Mathias asked. You slowly turned your head and smiled. The drive over wasn’t too awkward, the two of you sharing small talk about your respective jobs and other menial things. Your eyes softened when he pulled into the parking lot, a familiar sign glowing above his massive, red truck.

"The Whippy Dip?" you asked. Mathias smiled brightly as he nodded.

"I thought we could catch up over an old favorite spot," he beamed while shifting his car into park. You felt a mixture of emotions swirl inside your chest as you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. It wasn't just an old favorite spot: it was where the two of you had your first date. You were snapped out of your daze when he opened your door. The summer breeze drifted into the vehicle as your heart skipped a beat.

"Thank you," you said as you slipped out of his truck. You landed on the crunchy gravel below while using his forearm for support. You gazed up at him when you realized how long you've kept your hand on his body. You cleared your throat and dusted off your jeans.

"Should we get our favorite?" Mathias beamed as the two of you made your way to the ice cream shop. You bit your lip as your chest tightened. Our favorite. It's been a while since you've thought about that.

"I think I'll just get a cookie dough cone," you replied. His smile faltered before he cleared his throat.

"Right - just slipped my mind," he said before stepping up to the stand. The cashier blinked several times before a smile stretched across her face.

"Well I'll be damned - it's (Y/N) and Mattie!" she giggled. You smiled and gave her a small wave.

"Hi, Jill," you said. The brunette woman leaned forward.

"Haven't seen y'all in a hot second," she hummed. You exchanged glances with Mathias and nodded.

"We've just been...busy," you replied. Jill shrugged before she plucked the pencil tucked behind her ear and pulled out her notepad.

"I hear ya. Now, what can I get started for you two lovebirds?" she chirped. Your face instantly swelled with heat while Mathias coughed into his hand.

"Ah, we aren't really together anymore," you explained in a stilted manner. Jill paused and raised a brow.

"Well, either you're together or you're not," she frowned while shifting her gaze between the two of you. You bit the inside of your cheek as you squeezed your hands together.

"We aren't," you clarified, not realizing the way Mathias' shoulders slumped at your words. Jill pursed her lips as she thought for a moment.

"I see," she said with narrowed eyes. You sighed and looked down at your feet while Mathias ordered his ice cream. "And for you, hon?" Jill asked. You blinked as you gazed back up.

"Oh, um, I'll have a cookie dough cone. One scoop, please," you smiled weakly. You looked over to see Mathias staring at you, only for him to shift his gaze back up at the menu. Jill finished scribbling in her notebook.

"Alright. That'll be $7.35-" Mathias pulled out his credit card in the blink of an eye. Jill laughed at his sudden movement. "Mattie, I wish customers were that eager to pay me," she chuckled before taking his card from him. Mathias laughed nervously and shifted in place.

"You didn't have to pay for mine," you whispered while gently nudging his elbow. Mathias shrugged.

"It'd be rude of me not to," he replied. Your cheeks warmed again before Jill came back with your sweet treats.

"Here ya go!" the older woman chirped. Mathias gave her a quick nod as he took the cones from her.

"Danke," he smiled [Thank you].

"Anytime. Y'all have a good night!" she called. You gave her another small wave before the two of you wandered over to one of the wooden picnic tables. You gasped when a string of lights suddenly lit up above the two of you.

"When did they put these in?" you wondered aloud. Mathias hummed as he sat down across from you.

"They must've done it while we were gone," he replied. You smiled as he handed you your cone.

"Prost," the giant man said while holding up his ice cream [Cheers].

"Prost," you repeated with a nod. The two of you began to enjoy your cold treats in the calming summer night: the sound of crickets chirping and cars idly passing by filling the space around you.

"So, other than being an incredible mom and working full-time, what else have you been up to?" your ex piped up before swiping his tongue across his chocolate ice cream. You blushed at his praise as you shifted in your seat.

"Honestly, not much," you sighed while resting your hand on your cheek. Lightning bugs began to dance above your heads as the moon peeked over the horizon. "I never really have time to hang out with friends unless it's planned way ahead of time," you frowned as you watched your ice cream melt inside your half-eaten cone. "And even if I want to do something for myself, it would have to be late at night...which I don't want since I'm so exhausted already," you said. You glanced up to see Mathias' eyes widened in shock.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to give such a depressing answer," you cleared your throat and shifted in your chair. Your ex shook his head.

"It's alright, Maus. I just...I didn't realize just how exhausted you were even with me coming over and watching Emi during my visits," he sighed. An awkward silence lingered between the two of you as you nibbled on the edge of your cone.

"Would it be possible for me to come over more often?" Mathias piped up. You pursed your lips.

"You mean like extending your visiting hours?" you asked. He chuckled nervously and shifted his work boots on the gravel.

"Not exactly..." he said. You knitted your brows as you watched him swallow thickly. His blue eyes pierced right into your soul as he took a deep breath. "(Y/N)...I just wanted to start off by letting you know how thankful I am that you've let me become a part of your and Emi's lives," Mathias began. You set the wrapper from your cone aside as you crossed your legs. Your ex rubbed the fiery five o'clock shadow that sprinkled his jaw as he thought for a moment.

"I just...I was wondering if you'd let things go back to the way they used to be," he said in a more hushed voice. Your eyes widened a little as your lips drew into a tight line.

"Mathias...what are you trying to say?" you breathed, your heart pounding in your ears. He swallowed again before parting his lips.

"(Y/N)...would you give us another chance?" he asked. Your jaw dropped as your heart nearly ceased. Time slowed to a standstill as he gazed into your eyes with his own icy blue ones. The same ones that gazed at you across the way at your friend’s wedding. The same ones that held so much warmth in them as the two of you slowly danced in the kitchen. The same ones…that stared at you with pure shock before he left a cold, empty space in your shared bed the next morning.

“M-Mathias….” you breathed as your chest tightened. He gasped and braced his large hand over your upper back when you fell forward, your chest bumping into the edge of the table.

“Maus, are you alright?!” he asked. You could feel your breath quicken as you placed a hand over your chest. You squeezed your eyes shut as the memories all came back to you in a violent, wicked torrent.

“Mathias…I…I don’t know what to say,” you confessed with tears in your eyes. The giant man frowned as he held his breath, his shoulders tense and body stiff. You sighed and wiped at your puffy, tired eyes.

“I…I’m sorry. I just, I just don’t know,” your voice cracked. Mathias’ shoulders fell as he tilted his head down. You blinked as he slid your hand into his and squeezed it. Your face softened a little when you saw tears film over his own eyes, his jaw tight and chest heaving.

“(Y/N), I know what I’ve done to you was horrible,” he started. You shifted towards him as you sniffed. “But I promise you, I will never, ever leave your side again. And I will do all I can to be the best partner to you and papa to Emilie,” Mathias said while brushing his calloused thumb over your knuckles. You swallowed thickly and shook your head.

“How do I know you won’t walk out on us again?” you asked with a choked sob. Mathias straightened his posture as he took a deep, shaky breath.

“Maus…please. We both know I've changed," he stated. "The child support payments, the visits - I wasn't just doing that for Emi...I was doing it for you, too,” he confessed. You placed a hand over your mouth as he rubbed his thumb over your knuckles. “I understand if you’re hesitant. And if you need time to think, I respect that. But please, if you could just-“ he gasped when you lunged forward and wrapped your arms around his body. You buried your face into his wide chest as you choked out a quiet sob. Mathias rubbed your back soothingly while his lips brushed over the crown of your head.

“I-I miss you so much,” you admitted while soaking his shirt with your hot tears. “I miss hearing your laugh shake the walls while we watched movies- a-and the way you’d hold me close in the mornings,” you sobbed. Mathias nodded as the two of you embraced, his breathing shallow as he held you close.

“I missed you, too, mein Hase,” he murmured [my bunny]. He pulled back a little and cupped your cheek, his eyes soft as a gentle smile crossed his face. “But we’re here now and that’s what matters,” your love whispered. You sniffed and nodded before pulling him into another hug. You sighed as he ran his fingers through your hair…just like he used to. You sighed as you leaned back, your head spinning as you swallowed thickly.

"Mathias...as much as I want to be with you, I-I think I need to take it one step at a time," you sniffed and wiped your cheeks. "I don't think my heart's ready for something like this again - no yet, at least," you gulped. Mathias nodded slowly as his hands loosened over your smaller form.

"I understand, (Y/N)," he said with a warm, gentle gaze. You closed your eyes and tried to steady your breathing, the feeling of his strong body against yours bringing you at least a little comfort. You felt him squeeze your hands in his again as he tilted his head down.

"And I'll be here for you every step of the way," he beamed with a bright look in his eyes.

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*Lullaby Translation:

Good evening, good night, Watched over by angels In your dreams they’ll show you The Christmas Tree: Sleep sweetly now and blissfully, Behold Paradise in your dreams.

Thank you for reading! ❤️

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xaisxmp · 2 years

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𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐂 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐫𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲

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ᴀsᴛᴀ 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍．𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝖾．𝖧𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇’𝗍 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆．𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝗍 𝗎𝗉 | (• ◡•)|．

ʏᴀᴍɪ 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗌 “𝖮𝗁？𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝖾．“ 𝖭𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽，𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾－𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎．(ง'̀-'́)ง 𝖸𝖺𝗆𝗂 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾𝗌，𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾．𝖸𝖺𝗆𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆．

ɴᴀᴄʜᴛ 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝗎𝗌𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌．𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇，𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀．𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖭𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗁𝗂𝗆．❤︎︎

ɢᴀᴜᴄʜᴇ 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗈𝖾𝗌 “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖬𝖺𝗋𝗂𝖾，𝗂𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒？“ ಠ_ಠ 𝖧𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅，𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍 ’𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎’．

ʏᴜɴᴏ 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗎𝗉𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 “𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾，𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁．“ 𝖧𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝖼 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗁𝗎𝗀 (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)．𝖬𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗉𝖾𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆．

ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍ 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝗍．𝖧𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 “𝖨’𝗆 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒，𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾．“ 𝖶𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 “𝖶𝗁𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗋，𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗈．“ ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

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Fin.

- I love all these characters dearly (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

#Black clover fluff #black clover #black clover x reader #asta x reader #yami x reader #nacht x reader #gauche x reader #yuno x reader #William x reader

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✿MASTERLIST✿

MY HERO ACADEMIA

Katsuki Bakugo

i. My Chubby GF

ii. Hispanic Partner

Shoto Todoroki

i. Waiting On Later

Eijiro Kirishima

i. My Chubby GF

Denki Kaminari

i. My Chubby GF

Hanta Sero

i. My Chubby GF

Mashirao Ojiro

i. Cherry Blossom

Tenya Iida

i. An Improbability

Himiko Toga

i. Hello Nurse!

JUJUTSU KAISEN

Yuji Itadori

i. How Romantic... - SMAU

Megumi Fushiguro

i. How Romantic... - SMAU

Nobara Kugisaki

i. How Romantic... - SMAU

Maki Zenin

i. How Roamntic... - SMAU

Toge Inumaki

i. How Romantic... - SMAU

Kento Nanami

i. How Romantic... - SMAU

Satoru Gojo

i. How Romantic... - SMAU

Suguru Geto

i. How Romantic... - SMAU

ONE PIECE

Usopp

i. My Favorite Mechanic

Franky

i. My Favorite Mechanic

Trafalgar Law

i. My Favorite Mechanic

Sabo

TOKYO REVENGERS

Manjiro Sano - Mikey

i. Bullet For My Valentine

ii. An Angel

iii. Where's The Romance? - SMAU

iv. Apathy

v. Sex Before Marriage

Ken Ryuguji - Draken

i. An Angel

ii. Where's The Romance? - SMAU

iii. Apathy

iv. Sex Before Marriage

Takashi Mitsuya

i. An Angel

ii. Where's The Romance? - SMAU

iii. Apathy

iv. Sex Before Marriage

Hakkai Shiba

i. An Angel

ii. Sex Before Marriage

Keisuke Baji

i. An Angel

ii. Where's The Romance? - SMAU

iii. Sex Before Marriage

Chifuyu Matsuno

i. An Angel

ii. Baji's Older Sister

iii. Where's The Romance? - SMAU

iv. He's a Virgin - You're Not

v. Sex Before Marriage

Kazutora Hanemiya

i. An Angel

ii. Where's The Romance? - SMAU

iii. Sex Before Marriage

Shuji Hanma

i. Sex Before Marriage

Nahoya Kawata - Smiley

i. An Angel

ii. Lockscreen

iii. Where's The Romance? - SMAU

iv. Newlywed Weight Gain

v. Apathy

vi. Sex Before Marriage

Souya Kawata - Angry

i. An Angel

ii. Baji's Older Sister

iii. Contrasting Colors

iv. Where's The Romance? - SMAU

v. Newlywed Weight Gain

vi. Apathy

vii. Feisty Partner

viii. Sex Before Marriage

Takemichi Hanagaki

i. Sex Before Marriage

Atsushi Sendo

i. Sex Before Marriage

Hajime Kokonoi

i. An Angel

ii. Sex Before Marriage

Taiju Shiba

i. An Angel

ii. Sex Before Marriage

BLACK CLOVER

Asta

i. Chubby Crush

Noelle

i. Chubby Crush

Luck

i. Chubby Crush

ii. Unorthodox

Magna

i. Chubby Crush

Finral

i. Chubby Crush

Vanessa

i. Chubby Crush

Gauche

i. Chubby Crush

Grey

i. Chubby Crush

Charmy

i. Chubby Crush

Secre

i. Chubby Crush

Henry

i. Chubby Crush

Gordon

i. Chubby Crush

Zora

i. Chubby Crush

Nacht

i. Chubby Crush

Yami

i. Chubby Crush

FIRE FORCE

Shinra Kusakabe

i. Reserved Crush

Arthur Boyle

i. Reserved Crush

Akitaru Obi

i. Reserved Crush

Takehisa Hinawa

i. Reserved Crush

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bowandcurtsey · 2 years

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Hello Aine! I hope you're well. I would like to request fluffy hcs for William, Langris and Nacht going stargazing with their so(as a date, or just a spontaneous outing), and halfway through a meteor-shower happens. Have fun!

Hello lovely bby! Thank you for your request and this is so beautiful, I'm not sure if i'll capture it well since I've never seen a meteor shower in my life (ಡ‸ಡ)

But I'll do my best as usual, I'm comforted that there's Langris and Nacht, these two are cute when they're soft, uwu. Not that William is not cute, he's always the softie. Heheheh. Here's some fluffy hcs!

William | Langris | Nacht x F! reader

William Vangeance

You and William stargaze pretty often, he would explain to you constellations and planets, how they worked and such.

"Look at that!!" you would exclaim and William watched as your eyes lit up in awe of looking at the meteor showers

"It's called a meteor shower, love."

"It's like thousands of shooting stars raining down all at once! It's so beautiful!" you quickly closed your eyes to make a wish.

William chuckled at your innocent gesture, not wanting to break your hopes and dreams by telling you it was all but a myth.

"You know love, shooting stars and meteor showers are caused by debris in the galaxy." he sat beside you to enjoy the view himself, it was indeed breathtaking.

"huh, so they're like waste of the galaxy?"

"kinda, yeah."

"No! They're beautiful even though they're trash of the galaxies. The galaxies don't appreciate them.." you huffed.

Willliam giggled, petting your head, "well, they say one man's trash is another's treasure. Whenever you feel down and at your worst, think of the shooting stars today, okay? Remember that although they might be irrelevant somewhere, in another place, they are greatly appreciated and loved."

The captain of the golden dawn pressed a kiss to your forehead, "so what did you wish for?"

"My wish already came true," you beamed, "how about you? did you make a wish?"

William's faced flushed red, realising that you had wished for a kiss from him. He shook his head, giving you more kisses on your face, and eventually one on your lips, "my wish has already came true long ago."

Langris Vaude

"Langris, quickly! Come and see this!" you pulled at his sleeve. There was a meteor shower from where you were stargazing.

"It's common around here babe," Langris shrugged.

"I've never seen one before, thank you for bringing me today!" you beamed at him but your eyes never leaving the beautiful night sky.

Langris couldn't help but chuckle at how cute you were, "so, is it as nice as you thought?"

"It's even nicer than what the folks describe at home!"

"Go on, make a wish." he put his hands in his pocket nonchalantly.

"I wish that Langris and I would be together, forever!" you clasped your hand together, telling your wishes to the shooting stars.

"You're not supposed to say your wish out loud, y/n..." Langris' face was a light shade of red, his heart feeling all warm and fuzzy.

"opps.." you gave a little pout, "it just came out cause I was too excited, will my wish not come true now?"

You fluttered your eyelash at your boyfriend, whose ear tips have reddened. He finally realised you were teasing him.

"tsk. whatever." He tried to brush it off, but you held onto his hand tightly and gave it a squeeze.

"I know that my wish will come true." you gave him a peck on the cheeks.

Nacht Faust

Nacht loved stargazing. He enjoyed the peace and quiet that came with it. He thinks that stars are like you, the light in his dark life.

And you just liked tagging along with where ever he went. It was your first anniversary as a married couple and as usual he brought you stargazing, but today he had a little surprise for you.

“Whoa!!” Your eyes gleamed at the sky of meteor showers, “Baby, did you know about this?!”

“Yeah.” He smirked at you, “but it’s a secret how I know.”

You couldn’t be bothered with his teasing today, “Quick, let’s make a wish!”

He watched as you closed your eyes and put your hands together, your face so serious about making this wish.

“What did you wish for?”

“I can’t tell you, or it won’t come true!” You stuck out your tongue at him.

He hugged you from behind, planting a kiss on your cheeks, “I wish for Yami’s demise.”

“Nacht!!” You swatted his hand, “How could you wish that! He’s your friend!”

“I thought you said saying it out loud means that it wouldn’t come true?” He scoffed.

“So.. you wished for something else?” You looked at his side profile, his features so handsome under the pale moonlight.

“My wish is same as yours.” He replied.

-end-

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Summary: You go on a date with your beloved. They pick you up for a Valentine's Date they've organized for you~

A/N: This is written as a choose your ending type of a fic, so the beginning is the same for all, but then endings are separately at the end! I was hoping to do more, but I ran out of time today, so, alas... But I hope you enjoy these dates!

Pairing: William x gn!reader, Fuegoleon x gn!reader, Nozel x gn!reader, Nacht x gn!reader, Yami x gn!reader, Rill x gn!reader Fanfic type: Oneshot/s Genre: Romance/fluff Total word count: ~2,7k Warnings: nothing, just fluff~

Late afternoon. The time of the day when a lot of the knights were finishing up their work for the day, and this would’ve been the time, on most days, when you would have tried to find your boyfriend. At least to ask him about how his day has been so far. At least as much, because it was never granted what could happen in Clover Kingdom that would involve the attention of the Magic Knights; some duty related to that, which would require either your attention, or your beloved’s.

But. Today, as it wasn’t like most of the days of the year, you hoped even more that it wouldn’t come to that. That you wouldn’t need to run off, or your dearest wouldn’t need to run off, and perform a duty. Though you were certain, that he wouldn’t unless it was absolutely necessary. Because this was something you had been planning for quite some time now already. This date, chance to spend some quality time together. Though it was, perhaps, a little bit … pretentious to have one day, specifically, dedicated to this kind of thing, when love could be celebrated on any day of the year. Not that you minded about being able to go out, served a few compliments here and there, and just… being together. So, perhaps, even if it might have been a tad bit pretentious, maybe it was better to have at least some kind of an excuse, a reminder to set aside some time for each other, and really bask in the warmth of each other’s emotions. So, maybe it didn’t matter, if it happened on this day that was dedicated for all lovers.

It was Valentine’s Day.

And your dearest had promised to take you out for dinner.

Where this dinner, and what kind of a dinner it might be, remained a mystery. He was particularly secretive about it, which was because, you assumed, he wanted you to be surprised. Though it made choosing an attire slightly more difficult.

But, knowing him, you had an idea about what it might be. Of course you couldn’t be sure, but … by now you felt like you had gotten to know him well enough, that you knew where he’d take you. Or at least what kind of a dinner date it might be.

Plus, he was picking you up, so you hoped that… if you had chosen something that wouldn’t fit, at all, he’d tell you.

There was a passing wave of amusement that washed over you as you were putting on the finishing touches, a wave with which your eyes turned to the ceiling as a chuckle escaped from your lungs and the corners of your lips tugged up, even if only a little. Butterflies swirled in your stomach, but the flutter, the swirling and tumbling, was wrapped in a blanket of calm; of reassurance. Because…

Of course he would tell you.

Or then he might make slight adjustments to the plan, if possible. Because he would never put you into a situation where you’d feel ashamed by showing up in a wring place, in something far out of place. Some outfits were just difficult to maneuver in certain events. Wearing the same thing to a picnic on the field and a formal ball might … perhaps suit some people, but one would look out of place in the other. And he would never purposefully do that, make you seem like you didn’t belong.

So, of course, he’d tell you.

Because he loved you.

There was a knock at your door, which made the butterflies swirl even harder, as if trying to rise to your throat, making your swallow. Your heart began to race, and you could feel a faint warmth on your cheeks. Which… perhaps, was something out of place. After all, you had been dating for quite some time already. There was no reason to start feeling this bashful about him picking you up on a date.

But you did.

He was still able to make you feel like this, even after all this time. And that, from what you understood, was a rare treat. Not everyone was so in love still after so much time.

So… there was a hint in there, in your reaction and how he made your heart race. They whispered in your ear with the quiet utterance of a careful wish; a careful wish because you didn’t quite dare say it as the truth.

That this was real. What you shared, was real.

Genuine love that everyone speaks about, but far less seem to achieve. From what you heard. From what you had previously felt.

Oh no, this was real.

It was too good to be anything but.

And so, you made your way to the door, and took a deep breath before placing your hand onto the cool surface of the metal door handle.

The corners of your mouth were still tugged up, and your eyes were half lidded as you thought about him.

Yeah, you loved him, with all your heart.

And with that, you opened the door.

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William stood there, in a fine pressed suit, without a mask. After all, nowadays, he had come to terms with how he looked like. And though you wanted to think that it was because of the love, support, and reassurance from your part, you also didn’t want to take his strength in coming to terms with it, away from him. It has been his strength of overcoming his insecurities.

“Good afternoon, my sweet songbird,” he wished while handing you a bouquet of flowers. White lilies that smelled so sweet, along with red roses.

“Hey,” you greeted, practically sang, while taking the flowers.

“I have booked us seats in a restaurant by a nearby river,” there was shyness in his tone, so careful and hushed it was. “I … thought it would be nice to sit there, nearby the trees and dine as we watch the sunset.”

You could see a hint of blush on his cheeks, as he told of his plans, wanting to make sure that you’d be alright with it.

And for a moment you had to wonder to yourself, why wouldn’t you be alright with it? Because that sounded absolutely splendid; careful and tender. Just the kind of a date he’d arrange. So, of course, you accepted his plans, and invitation to take you onto this date.

“That sounds absolutely lovely,” you told him, making a smile of relief appear on him, and which in turn made your own smile only widen.

He really cared for you. He really, really did. Your sweet William, who held so much love in his heart.

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Fuegoleon stood there, behind the door, in a rather regal attire. Not that he wouldn’t have looked anything but regal on any day of the week. But his formal suit, adorned with gold chains and embroidery, made him look even more so. And the way he stood tall, as if making extra effort to straighten his back while picking you up, held a hint of something that could only be described as ‘adorable’.

“My beloved,” he began, carefully enunciating his words and giving you a small nod of recognition. “It would be a great honour, on this evening, if you would accompany me on a date,” he said, while handing out a bouquet of red roses, speaking of his love and commitment, and heliotropes that matches his eyes, which spoke of how everlasting they would be.

“And it would be an equal honour to accept this invitation,” you replied with a faint smirk and a little bit of a tease in your tone as you accepted the bouquet.

He let out a hum, as if trying to gather a taste of your words onto his tongue. Or perhaps he was contemplating on it, as he continued with: “I believe that to be impossible, my beloved. But I have booked us a private cabinet of a restaurant, where we might dine, and dance, and stare at the stars from a private balcony.”

That was unless you’d get lost in his eyes before even catching a glimpse of the stars.

But, you had a feeling, as you agreed to his proposal, that he might get lost in yours first.

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Nozel’s mauve eyes greeted you on the other side of the door. He was wearing a suit, adorned with silver and blue, which made him look, if humanly possible, even more handsome than he already was. His strong jawline, broad shoulders and piercing, intensive eyes, drew your eye in, as if an invitation. But, you couldn’t help but notice the ever so faint tone of pink right on top of his cheekbones.

Who would’ve guessed it, that the mighty eagle would appear so, while picking his dearest on a date?

You knew that he would never admit it, about feeling shy or insecure about it. About… If you would like what he had prepared.

“I … request your presence in the private garden of the Silva estate,” he stated, almost a little too officially. As if he was making a formal request, an announcement, perhaps even delivering a report. The way the words tumbled from his tongue were so stiff, and yet, the way his brows quivered, spoke of hesitance. “There is a dinner prepared, after which we might stroll in the garden, away from prying eyes.” His eyes closed, as if he was second guessing his plans and decisions. He continued while handing you a bouquet of lilacs and red roses, the sweet smell of which combined together as if a fine perfume.

“Well, my sweet silver prince,” you smiled, nearly grinned, because of his flushed state. “I happily accept,” you took a hold of the bouquets and took a step closer to him. “As long as there’s a kiss at the end,” you teased, which he’d have to grow to accept. That some teasing would be involved.

“Are you trying to bargain with royalty?” He asked, quirking an eyebrow, but there was an ever present, faint, playful tone in his voice, one that never before starting to date him, would you have imagined him to have. “I demand at least two,” he smirked making you laugh.

Perhaps he should get his way with this. Just maybe. This once~ Perhaps it wouldn’t be soooo very terrible to give in this once~

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Nacht stood in the doorway, holding a bouquet of dark red roses, and forget-me-nots that matched his eyes, looking at you with his usual, blank expression. And something about it took you back to a previous time, when he still wasn’t ready to open up about his emotions, to a time when he was insecure, or in denial, about his emotions. Or perhaps a little bit of both, deeming it better that you would stay away from a person such as him.

He handed you the flowers, while averting his eyes for a faint moment, before his lips parted. “I have arranged us a table in a restaurant, in a nearby village. It’s a smaller, more secluded place, but…” he paused, as if hesitating. “Afterwards I… hoped we could take a walk through the forest and… admire the moon and the stars.”

You knew that he was a former noble, and thus, he knew his way around etiquette and could have dined even in a more pristine restaurant, without issues. But it didn’t mean that he wanted to. Generally speaking, arranging dinner dates had proved a little bit difficult, because he didn’t wish to flaunt his relationship around, in front of the eyes of strangers. But neither did he want to stay in the Black Bull’s hideout and have to deal with the teases and comments of the other Bulls.

This was all about you. And thus, a smaller, more quiet restaurant and stargazing.

It would be just about the two of you. Your emotions, your love, your choice to be together. His and yours. And he was so very devoted to you, which you knew. He cared so much that sometimes you thought he might break. Because there was an ocean under that cold exterior.

You geld onto the bouquet with one hand, and placed your hand onto his cheek, as you smiled to him. “And just exist. Spend time together. Just like that.” There was simplicity in your words, but there was a kind of beauty in simplicity. Because that it what you both wanted. Just to love and be loved in return.

What could have been sweeter than that?

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Yami stood behind the door, rubbing the back of his neck, and averting his eyes as you came in sight. He was wearing a t-shirt, in place of his usual tank-top, and new pants. But his squad robe was still there, now looking slightly out of place.

“Here,” he simply said while handing you a bouquet of red roses, plain and simple. But he was the kind of a guy, who wanted to be clear and simple about how he felt. He wouldn’t have said something, if he didn’t mean it. And so, there was something awfully fitting in him giving you a bouquet of red roses that didn’t try to be anything more, or anything less. They just were, and proclaimed the emotions that he held in his heart.

“Thank you,” you said while taking the bouquet in hand, and giving him a smile, as he still rubbed the back of his neck.

“So, there’s this … tavern in a village nearby… I know it’s not ‘nything fancy, but… it’s good, and I was thinking about taking you there,” he half mumbled, as if losing confidence. Almost like he thought that he’d need to offer you more. That his suggestion wouldn’t be good enough.

“As long as I’m with you, I’ll go anywhere,” you told him with a faint smirk. But really, despite the smirk, you were being very serious. Because you would have taken a good, honest guy like Yami over any fancy dinner with someone pretentious.

“Come ‘n,” he half sighed, half grumbled. “All ya needed to say was that you’d come with me…” he trailed off, while still looking away.

You let out a pleased hum, because you knew what that meant. That he had heard the reassurance, but he also wasn’t good with these kinds of things. He never had a good come back, because he just wasn’t the type of a guy.

At least not yet. Maybe in a few years. Maybe after spending a few more years together.

Time would only tell, and you’d be happy to find out.

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Rill stood there, with a large bouquet, adorned with every coloured flower that you could imagine. Red, blue, purple, white, yellow, pink and orange. But the manner in which they were arranged, made it look anything but messy, and… the huge red rose that sat at the centre of it, served it a kind of harmony; conviction, like it as exactly as things were supposed to be.

The first things you saw, were his hair, and the gigantic bouquet being presented, nearly shoved, to you.

“Happy Valentines, my dearest, my muse, my all!” You could hear him say, but despite the sincerity, there was apprehension, as if a question. If it was good enough. If this bouquet he was giving you, was good enough of a piece. Perhaps not his masterpiece, but good enough of a piece.

You took the bouquet, and held it lower, so that you might see him.

“I have arranged us a picnic!” He announced. “On a field with many gorgeous flowers, so that after we’ve eaten, I might try to paint a picture, a masterpiece worthy of the most beautiful flower there, you, my muse, my inspiration and all.”

Sometimes you had to think about how he was able to weave his words into such a gorgeous piece of poetry. Sometimes the syllables tumbled from him rather clumsily, but… every now and then, when he was speaking form the heart, he said the most perfect thing…

It really made you stop, and … if possible, fall in love with him even more.

“I’m… That sounds perfect,” you stated, while still trying to comprehend the depths of the meaning behind what he had stated.

But, you had a feeling that no matter how long you’d try to comprehend them, you never would. ‘Tis was the way of the soul of an artist.

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