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bowandcurtsey · 1 year
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When someone else calls their s/o with their last name for the first time
(bc boys version) Haikyuu boys version here
So I decided to do a little quick piece amidst the 1700 event requests, because I miss black clover contents and I personally loved this fic and idea hehe. Here's one for all of you, something sweet and fuzzy.
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Yami | Nozel | Fuegoleon | Zenon x F! Reader TW: unchecked You may of may not want to read this before reading yami's fic
Yami Sukehiro
You had to drag you husband’s ass out to the apartment viewing. You knew that low key, he found it hard to leave the bulls HQ. Afterall it was a place he found, built and had for a very long time.
But now that you’re married, it was only right for you two to have some alone and peaceful time without the walls breaking or anything catching fire at home.
Yami compromised to move and you compromised to find a place where the base can be nearby too.
“So, Mr Yami, your wife came the other day and she loved this place, how do you like it?”
“Yeah, whatever she likes.” Yami shrugged, he was okay with whatever, so long as you’re living with him.
“You have a lovely hubby, Mrs Yami. Aren’t you a lucky lady~” the agent smiled at you before her phone rang.
“Oh I have to get this, please excuse me for awhile, feel free to look around!” And she stepped out of the apartment
“So, Mrs Yami,” you were wrapped by his huge frame from the back, “is this our new love nest?”
You blushed and swatted him playfully, “if you like it!”
“I like it so long as the neighbours are okay with loud noises,” he smirked.
Nozel Silva
You were really busy with the wedding preparations , so you sent your fiancé to collect your customised gifts for your bridesmaids.
He stepped into the store and handed the receipt to the shopkeeper.
“Oh Mrs Silva’s gifts~” the lady said as she scurried to the back of the store.
Nozel stood there, stunned by what she said.
“Here you go,” she handed him the gifts awhile later, “you are Mr Silva?”
Nozel blinked, coming back to his senses, “yes.”
“Ah, Mrs Silva speaks a lot of you, I can tell she loves you very much.”
A blush crept up Nozel’s cheeks and painted it a tint of pink.
When he came home, he handed you the gifts.
“Thank you honey,” you smiled as you inspected the meticulous work.
“You’re welcome, Mrs Silva” he whispered in your ears before pressing a peck on your cheek.
Fuegoleon Vermillion
“Is Mrs Vermillion in?” A florist came into the crimson lion HQ one day.
“Mereo!” Fue was walking out from the pantry, “someone’s looking for you”
Mereo came out from the pantry with a cup of coffee in hand, “what?”
“Mrs Vermillion, I was told to come here to meet you,”
Mereo stared at the man for a few seconds, “what did you call me?”
The poor man read out the name on the paper carefully, “Mrs Ver-Mil-Lion, did I get that right?”
“Oi, dumb brother,” Mereo marched into Fue’s office to drag him out.
“Say it louder to his face, you’re looking for who again?”
“Mrs Vermillion, sir.”
Fuegoleon’s face turned bright red as he heard it from someone else for the first time.
“M-my wife-”
“Oh the florist is here!” You suddenly came in through the doors.
“Ah, Mrs Vermillion, I’ve been looking for you,” he bowed.
Fue stood there smiling with pride, he had to purse his lips a little so his smile wouldn’t get too wide as he listened in on the conversation with you and the florist on how to decor the place for the upcoming Crimson Lion anniversary.
You thanked the florist as he left.
“Mrs Vermillion sounds good on you, honey” he couldn’t contain his wide smiles.
“Oh honey,” you rolled your eyes cheekily at him, “please, your lips are about to reach your ears!”
Zenon Zogratis
He was kinda mad at you for going on a mission without telling him, so he didn't say a single word on the way to the restaurant as you celebrated your monthly date night.
"Do you have a reservation monsieur?" a waiter greeted you both.
"y/n." Zenon gave the waiter your name, since you booked the restaurant for tonight.
"let me see..." he scanned through the list of names, "ahh, Mrs Zogratis, si?"
"yep." you nodded shyly.
"And you must be Mr Zogratis, sir." the waiter beamed at the both of you, "lovely couple we have tonight, welcome in~"
He led you both to a quiet corner where you could oversee the spade kingdom. "Let me know when you're ready to order, Mr and Mrs Zogratis."
"are you still mad, Zen? You weren't back yet and it was a fast mission, so it slipped my mind to leave a note for you," you jutted your lip, pouting at your man.
"how could I stay mad, Mrs Zogratis?" his head rested on one hand, as he looked at you with soft ocean blue eyes.
You smiled shyly, it seemed surreal that now, you were married to this man.
"hmm, I should use this trump card more often~" you joked.
Zenon chuckled as he shook his head, what will he ever do with you.
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taelqn · 1 month
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WHAT BEING ZENON’S LOVER IS LIKE…
SFW + GENDER NEUTRAL READER + HEADCANONS + SPOILERS ⚠️
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This was so short y’all im sorry my brain is not braining
❥ Out of all the Zogratis siblings, Zenon is the best person you can be in a romantic relationship with. Of course, all the Zogratis siblings have their flaws—Zenon included—but he’s still the best person to be with.
❥ Zenon would prefer a partner who can keep up with him, whether it’s in terms of strength, intelligence, or ambition. He has duties to attend to and missions to complete, and he wants someone who he knows is perfectly capable of handling themselves when he’s not around. 
❥ His immense loyalty to the Spade Kingdom would also extend to you, and like his loyalty towards the Spade Kingdom, his loyalty towards you is just as committed and devoted.
❥ Unfortunately, a common struggle throughout your relationship with Zenon would be his lack of ability to express emotions. You already have an insight into his love for you, but that’s pretty much all you have. This leaves you craving more emotional intimacy within the relationship.
❥ But nothing goes unnoticed by him. He will notice this, and he will try to do something about it. He’s already not the best at expressing his emotions in general, let alone with his siblings, but if emotional intimacy is something you really desire, he’ll try his best to accomplish that.
❥ He is not an affectionate man. Not in public, at least. It’s not because he’s embarrassed or annoyed; it’s because he simply doesn’t want to do anything lovey-dovey out in public. He’s basically a man who prefers a private relationship over a public one, not wanting too many people to know who his most beloved is.
❥ In private, however, he will relax around you and return a few gestures. For example, during cuddling time, he may slip an arm around your waist and rest his chin on top of your head. Always a big spoon, by the way. You will never catch him being the small spoon.
❥ This should go without saying, but he can and will fight for you, and he will get the job done quickly. Unlike his siblings, who tend to toy with their opponents, Zenon does not play around. Especially when it comes to your safety.
❥ This man will pull up on whoever made the poor decision to harm you the same way he pulled up on Yami. Zenon is more of a fight-now-protect-later type of guy. But don’t worry, because once he’s mercilessly defeated your attacker, he’ll carry your body the same way he carried Dante. 
❥ Speaking of Dante, Zenon would not want you anywhere near him—in fact, he wouldn’t even want them to know about your existence. It’s not you; it’s his siblings. He knows they might be a nuisance if they find out about your relationship with Zenon.
❥ Quiet moments are common with Zenon. Like, really common. Zenon enjoys the tranquility of being alone in quiet atmospheres, but now that he has you, he can spend them with you. It’s moments like these that Zenon cherishes the most, staying drilled in his head forever.
❥ In conclusion, we love Zenon.
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ecoamerica · 1 month
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alatus-world · 2 years
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Why can't I just say I Love You?
Part 1
Relationship: Zenon x Reader
Tag: @bowandcurtsey [ I'm sorry if this take a really long time...at first i want to make this as a one-shot but this is way to long so please do wait for part 2]
Type: Angst(Hanahaki)
Summary: You loved him. You wish you didn't but at the same time you're glad you did.
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You loved Zenon, you really did. But... You just couldn't bring yourself to tell him that, why? Scared that it would ruin your friendship. Your were there for him even when his best friend Allen died, you were there for him for everything and had comforted him but yet...
How long has it been since you've been crushing on him? Is it a year? Three? Four? You don't know, you really don't know since when you've been crushing on him, you don't even know when and how this warm and comforting feelings manage to sneaks it's way onto your heart.
You continue to hide this feelings, you wish you could just tell him that you love him everytime you met him. Everytime you see him your heart, your chest feels like its blooming like a flower, blooming full of colors, blooming with pride. You're heart raced everytime you see the sight of him. You feel your cheeks heats up whenever you're thinking of him or whenever you two are alone.
You don't lie when you say you were reckless, so reckless that you yourself brought your own end by your own selfish choise. But is it selfish? Selfish that you don't want to confess to him? To the man that you loved with your whole entire heart better than your own life?
Slowly it keeps getting a bit harder for you to breath everyday , you don't know the reason why... It feels like as if a thorn in scratching and ripping your throat open.
You walk carefully to your bathroom, you looked at your messy reflection on the miror.
Suddenly-
You started to cough petals...
As the coughing gradually becomes worse you smilled and thought 'how tragic the man i loved with my whole heart is the reason why I'm dying' as you lightly scoffed to yourself how pitiful your life is.
You carefully leaned your back against the bathroom wall and sigh why are you so scared to confess to him? Scared? Scared of being rejected? Scared of losing your friendship? Scared by the fact that he doesn't like you back?
3 months later
Time really does flows fast huh? The petals that you cough slowly little by little turn into a full bloom flower. The first full bloom flowers that you cough out really looks beautiful, beautiful but yet deadly.
"Y/N, just what are you doing?" Zenon said, giving you his usual icy gaze.
"Oh? Me nothing i just found this flower and petals they look lonely... and decide to burry them so they'll bloom and won't feel lonely anymore... It's quite stupid isn't it?" you quietly say at the end and trying to cover the bloodied flower.
"There's no use, they won't survive the cold." with that he walks away.
"yeah you're right..." You say while looking at the bloodied flowers and petals.
...
You don't know what happened but all of a sudden the coughing became worse than before you keep vomiting flowers...
"You're taking quite a long time there." He glace at you with stoic face.
"You think so...?" You chuckle lightly. You feel a familiar pain, your throat feels like its burning you felt your gets stuck in your throat trying not to cough in front of him.
Think fast! You're trying to find an excuse to leave before he sees your vomiting flowers "I'm a little...busy so I'm gonna go first. See you later." with that saying you dashed to an alleyway and cough 'My fate is quite cruel isn't it Zenon?' you let out a shaky but full of sorrow sigh
You try to visit the doctor only to realize that the roots has spread all over your lungs and there's no other way other than gaining his love or dying... It was an impossible choice to make... You really don't want to die but at the same time you can't gain his love you.
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herwritingartcowboy · 3 months
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Do you write for Lucius Zogratis?
Yes, I also write for:
Asta
Yuno Grinberryall
Luck Voltia
William Vangeance
Patri
Nacht Faust
Nozel Silva
Fuegoleon Vermillion
Leopoldo Vermilion
Kirsch Vermillion
Rill Boismortier
Julius Novachrono
Zenon Zorgratis
Liebe
Adramelach
Lucifero
Megicula
Vanica Zorgratis
Noelle Silva
Mimosa Vermillion
Vanessa Enoteca
Dorothy Unsworth
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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 ~ 🌃🌌🌠🌟✨
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𝑾𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝑓𝑜𝑟 @swingincalzoneeggslime
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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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wifeofnozelsilva · 2 years
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⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ゚。 Ven's BC Map 。゚ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Black Clover
Recent
• How they react to their S/O telling them they are pregnant - William, Fuegoleon, Nozel × F!reader separately
• Your Beauty Never Ever Scared Me – William Vangeance x Reader
Character List
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Magic Knights
Black Bulls
This list is still out of orders...
Asta
Yami Sukehiro
Finral Roulacase
Magna Swing
Luck Voltia
Nacht Faust
Henry Legolant
Gordon Agrippa
Noelle Silva
Vanessa Enoteca
Secre Swallowtail/Nero
Charmy Poppitson
Grey
Golden Dawn
Yuno Grinberryll
William Vangeance
Mimosa Vermillion
Klaus Lunettes
Langris Vaude
Alecdora Sandler
Silver Eagles
Nozel Silva
Nebra Silva
Solid Silva
Crimson Lions
Fuegoleon Vermillion
Leopold Vermillion
Mereoleona Vermillion
Blue Rose
This list is still out of orders...
Charlotte Roselei
Sol Marron
Green Mantis
This list is still out of orders...
Jack the Ripper
Sekke Bronzazza
Azure Deer
This list is still out of orders...
Julius Novachrono
Rills Boismortier
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The Elves
This list is still out of orders...
Licht
Patry
Vetto
Rhya
Fana
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Past Royal
This list is still out of orders...
Lemiel Silvamillion
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Dark Triad
Dante Zogratis
Zenon Zogratis
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Others
Marx
Damnatio
Mars
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one-leaf-grimoire · 1 year
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♧ short fics and one shots
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Your Soul Touched Mine
fandom: bleach
relationship: kisuke urahara x f!OC
synopsis: Lucia Mercier moved to Japan in order to get away from a string of bad luck. However, she quickly realizes that it's not just bad luck- mysterious monsters are following her, as if she were a magnet. Right when she thinks fate has caught up to her, a mysterious man appears to save her... will she be able to learn to protect herself? And what consequences of this encounter will eventually appear...
Warnings: canon-typical violence, 18+ content in one version
AO3 link (18+)
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A Snake in the Garden
fandom: black clover (Julius dies AU)
relationship: Julius Novachrono x f!OC (past), Zenon Zogratis x f!OC
synopsis: A chance meeting with the new Clover Wizard King gives Althea a chance to change the tide of the war. However. nothing will ever be that simple.
note: This is an old AU of mine where Julius dies and Lisa has to take his place as WK. It is not canon-compliant and just for fun. Althea belongs to @sharkologydesign 💚
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Hands
fandom: black clover
relationship: Julius Novachrono x f!OC
synopsis: Warm up drabble that I ended up loving.
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Pine and Lavender
fandom: black clover
relationship: Julius Novachrono x f!OC
synopsis: Lisa and Julius go visit her family in the woods. Julius has a very good time.
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Nobody does it better
fandom: black clover
relationship: Julius Noavchrono x f!reader
synopsis: Something self indulgent and sweet <3 enjoy
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bnhaoptr · 2 years
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Ashes and Bones | Imagine Zenon Zogratis
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∆Hope like it
∆ Request Are Open
∆ Warnings: spoilers, +18 Content, Angst, mentions of war, metions of blood...
∆ synopsis: Zenon was always a mysterious boy and very hardworking, unlike his older brothers, he still tried to be a kind-hearted person, even when his scent gave him away.
The icy wind of early winter whipped the thick cold clothes of the young girl [Name], who fiddled with her smartphone, and occasionally moved her legs so that the blood circulated after so long standing in the same position. However, that wasn't even a big nuisance, she just wanted to see him.
How long had it been since she'd seen him in person? [Name] would like to be able to personally remember the touch of his skin, the indigo tone of his intense orbs, touch his thin, dry lips that taste like cigarettes mixed with peppermint gum, and, above all, hear his husky voice again. [Name] she needed Zenon Zogratis as a flower needs sunlight to carry out photosynthesis.
The young woman who was finishing her course in social communication didn't blame him for choosing a military career and fighting wars that weren't his, after all, that was the dream of the youngest son of the Zogratis family. Or was that what the young communicator believed to be, until she discovered by Dante and Vanica, Zenon's brothers, that this, in reality, was the dream of the firstborn, who was never able to fulfill it due to an accident that made him lose the movements of his arms. legs.
Zenon adopted that dream for himself, bringing pride to the eldest of the family. But now that the eldest had sadly died, Zenon promised in a letter while he was still in Iraq that when he returned, he would follow his dream of opening an academy and perhaps starting a course in college.
[Name] anxiously waited for eight months for her beloved fiancé to return, wanted to see him encouraged by the new life he would have from the moment he got off the bus and she would be there to support him in any decision. This made the young woman bite her own nail polish in her favorite color. It seemed that longing and hope had come together in her stomach and decided to dance an elaborate waltz inside, making the young woman sick with so much nervousness.
As the bus pointed at the beginning of the bus station, some people who were anxiously waiting for those who had returned from the war stood up with huge smiles, and others waved in hope that their loved ones would see her. With slow, almost shuffling steps, [Name] held up a simple sign with the name “Zenon Zogratis” in big bold letters, in a shade of red, accompanied by some hearts on the side.
The young woman's hands were fluttering with joy to see so many people meeting again with smiles plastered on their faces, soon she would be the same way. She waited for some people in front of her to get out, giving her a wider space to see who got off the bus. Then she saw him.
No matter where or what circumstance, [Name] would always recognize that short, lightly curled jet-black hair and eyes as blue as the seas of Bora-Bora. He had changed very little since he left two years ago.
He was still imposing with his height of one meter and seventy-eight, position so erect that the teachers of behavior envied, distant and intense look. He was a little thinner, almost skeletal, with a huge scar on the left side of his face in the shape of a cross. Deep down, he was still identical to the Zenon Zogratis who left Scranton to honor his brother's dream.
As the young couple exchanged glances, smiles bloomed in a natural way like cherry blossoms, [Name]'s legs betrayed her, causing her to run towards her lover and throw herself into his strong arms, who held her, whirling around. it gently in the air. He stroked her hair and smelled her natural scent, as if recalling sweet and subtle memories that made him ramble for a brief moment.
After witnessing so many attacks accompanied by chaos and doom, he was back in his homeland, with the girl he loved in his arms.
"I returned".
"Please don't ever leave again! I almost missed you!"
"Me too".
Neither Zenon nor [Name] let go of the hug that took so long to remember, it was the warmth and affection they both needed and couldn't give due to the great distance.
When [Name]'s mind finally sank in, she noticed that her fiancé's slightly woodsy, musky scent was gone, giving way to a stronger scent that she almost couldn't recognize. Then a faint memory of a wake held in a crematorium returned to the girl's mind, surprising her when she recognized the scent.
Zenon smelled of bones and smoke.
She couldn't understand how such a good man could have that kind of scent ingrained in his body, but they both pretended not to notice the blatant difference from the old version of Zogratis.
"Shall we go home? I left Vanica and Dante to take care of the cake and chips."
Zenon picked up her bags and threw them against her back, taking her bride's hand gently and carefully.
"Then we have to go soon, we can't leave two insane people alone in our apartment."
"You're right".
As soon as they arrived at the shared apartment, Zenon felt the weight of worry that she carried on her back completely go out, especially because her two brothers hadn't broken anything, much less done something that caused great discomfort, as they always did. During the celebration everything went well and calmly, the problem happened later.
Zenon was sitting on the couch next to Vanica and Dante, who were asking all too personal questions about what it was like to be in the middle of an armed confrontation, which the younger brother wasn't feeling comfortable enough to fully open up to. It was still a fresh wound that he wanted to wait for it to heal so he could talk about it, but his brothers couldn't understand that.
"Speak up Zenon, did you kill someone or not?" Vanica insisted thickly and impatiently.
"My brother, you smell like death," Dante added.
Zenon clapped his hand on the coffee table, got up and went to the balcony, leaving both of them alone in the room while they talked about how sensitive the youngest was and how he didn't seem to be a member of the Zogratis family.
[Name] was annoyed with her brothers-in-law, finishing the dishes quickly, hastily dried her hands on her clothes, leaving them lightly scarred with her open palms, and walked into the living room with an unfriendly face. With an authoritative timbre she stood in front of them:
“Please leave my house. Now!
Vanica laughed as Dante imitated his sister-in-law.
"Now, are you kicking out your fiancé's brothers?"
"Yes, I am. Go away now."
Dante started to laugh, even putting his hand on his stomach. Vanica was the only one who understood the seriousness of the situation at the same moment, getting up from the sofa and dragging her brother by the arm.
“Only come back when you have your wits about you and realize what you did wrong. Until then, they are banned from here. " [Name] declared loudly and imposingly.
So she closed the door and slipped the key twice through the lock, took a deep breath, and followed her dear fiancé, who was smoking on the balcony. She came up behind him, hugging his waist and leaning her head against his back.
"They're right."
[Name] remained silent.
“You, [Name], bring me light, hope, colors and laughter. I am just darkness, depths and sadness."
Zenon took a long drag before releasing the gray smoke through thin, slightly dry lips.
"I don't care, I love you."
“Dante's right, I smell death. While you smell innocent and sweet things, like a child."
Her arms tightened the hug even tighter.
"I love you".
"I'm lost…" Zenon gave in to tears.
“I don't care if you smell like ashes and bones or flowers and expensive perfumes. You, Zenon, always had a good heart and always fought for your ideals, nothing will stop me from loving you and moving away."
The Zogratis turned and hugged his beloved bride, feeling the natural scent that soothed him.
"I still need some time to talk about what I saw."
"We have all the time of the world".
"Maybe I came back with some trauma."
"If you need to, we'll go to therapy together."
"Therapy saves".
"Yes, therapy saves." [Name] concluded.
For the first time in so many years apart, Zenon and [Name] were able to exchange an avid, longing kiss. After all, they both now had all the time in the world to be open with each other again, and they would always be supportive.
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lyranova · 3 years
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Dark triad as parent pls
Hello Anon! Of course, although I do find doing these HC’s tough with the Dark Triad its still so much fun! I already did one for Dante HERE! Also I tend to do 1 character for the Parent HC’s because its easier for me so I’ll do Vanica in a seperate post!
Black Clover Characters as Parents HC’s:
Zenon:
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• Would come off as a laid back dad tbh
• But he’s actually kind of cold with his children
• He doesn’t mean to be cold towards them
• Was probably the most unsure out of anyone at being a parent since he doesn’t interact with children very much.
• He and his brother probably convinced his kids to become devil hosts!
• He for sure trained them himself, but he doesn’t want them to become too strong, otherwise it might become a problem if they decide to rebel someday.
• Like Dante, he has them spend time with their Aunt and Uncle whether they want too or not.
• He has no problem disciplining his kids. He probably put the fear of God into them. They know better than to step out of line, or they will live to regret it.
• He loves his kids deeeeeeep deeeeeep down, but he isn’t going to let anyone else know that. Not even the kids!
• Isn’t as protective of his kids as everyone else. He trusts them to take care of themselves, and if they don’t, then oh well that’s on them for being weak. But seeing as his children are Devil Hosts as well, he knows they won’t go down without a fight!
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I attempted a little drabble for Zenon. So, I do hope that it’s passable, even if this is the very first time I’m writing for him
Pairing: Zenon x gn!reader
Genre: General
Fanfic type: drabble/oneshot
Cold. Just cold. You thought as you looked outside of the window. Though you had gotten more or less used to it by now, you couldn’t help but stop every now and then, and just admire the frozen scenery that existed beyond the glass. So beautiful, and yet distant, even if it was only separated from you by the thin barrier, slightly reflecting your image.
A part of you wanted to go outside and sink your fingers into the white bed of snow, while the other knew that it’d eventually only lead to frost bites and numbing pain. But, still, that’s what a part of you desired. Because maybe, just maybe, that numbness would wash away something from you, bringing your rebirth with it. But even children knew better than to just throw themselves into the snowbanks, no matter how soft, without warm clothing; layers upon layers of it.
But you weren’t a child anymore. There was no one to wrap a scarf around your neck to keep you warm or to ask if you remembered to take your mittens; you had to wonder, if you ever had had that. If you were ever asked. You had to wonder, if you’d feel more at home out there, in the blank canvas of permafrost that’d burrow its way deep down into your bones. You wondered, if that would be “home”.
You were so engulfed in thought that as you took a few side steps, letting your gaze still linger on the clear surface of the glass, that you didn’t notice the figure standing right behind you. So, as you turned around you bumped against a broad chest, making you jump in your skin.
Your gaze lifted just enough to see who it was, but as you did, your gaze plummeted back down.
“Forgive me Lord Zenon,” you stated, taking a step back and waiting for whatever would come your way.
Air stood still between the two of you, frost hanging above your head as if you were outside; the only thing missing was the stabbing pain of cold that always travelled to the depths of your lungs when you were outside. Time itself seemingly standing still as you let seconds tick by, feeling more like minutes, but what followed was only silence as his blues eyes travelled up and down your form. They did not dance around your skin free as a freshly fallen snowflake. But instead, they engulfed you whole, taking all of you without you realizing it.
He let out a barely audible scoff and began walking away without a word. And as he did, you could almost feel a sense of familiarity. There was something in that coldness of him, the freezing and distant gaze of his; beckoning you, for he always seemed to be lingering around you. It was as if he was always behind the corner, just beyond … the thin sheet of glass.
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bowandcurtsey · 2 years
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The boys when y/n has a bad day (BC)
I'm back with black clover fics again~
What would the boys do when y/n has a bad day? (ಡωಡ) Lotsa fluff coming your way, have a lovely weekend my bbys.
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Characters: Yami, Nozel, Zenon tw: vulgarities, unchecked
Yami Sukehiro
Already sensed your ki was off when you came home. "Hell, my woman's pissed off, heh heh."
He low key finds it turn on when you're mad. Not at him of course. He's scared when you're mad at him. Hell has no fury like a woman scorned.
When you stomped in, he'll observe you a little while first. Did you cry, or are you just pure angry.
If he could tell that you cried, he would go over to you and pull you in a hug without any words. Just get ready to be pulled into a wall and be suffocated by muscular biceps. He smells like pinewood mixed with cigarettes.
He'll have his huge palm soothe through your back and pat your head, then he'll press kisses to the top of your head.
Well if you're angry as hell, he'll sit in his chair and pull you into his lap, "Who made my lady angry?"
And he'll listen and he's your number one supporter. If you want to, he'll burn down or slash someone in half. He's down for that shit. Nobody can mess with his girl.
Brings you out to eat something nice and drink to make your mood much better.
Nozel Silva
This man is low key scared whenever you're upset. be it sad or angry, was it him or was it not, he doesn't like it.
"Who made you upset, love?" he'll ask as his hand cups at your cheek.
After you poured out everything to your man while he strokes at your hair, he'll ask you, "do you need me to get rid of him/her?"
You have to tell him that it's really really okay. Or that it was nobody's fault.
He'll ask the servants to prepare a nice floral bubble bath for you. Then they'll prepare all your favourite food and you'll get to eat in your shared room.
It's hard to stay upset when you're with Nozel Silva honestly. He gives you whatever you desire. If you want a walk in the gardens, he'll walk with you.
You want some fresh air, mercury eagle is at your service. Where ever you want to go, whatever you want to do, as long as he can do it, he would, for you.
He's not a romantic kind of guy that knows how to plan surprises or whatever, but as long as you ask for, he'll do his best to give it. He only knows how to pamper you rotten.
Zenon Zogratis
Stays quiet as he observes you. He doesn't ask a thing. If you grumble, he'll listen as he does his work. You think that he's not listening, but he actually is. If you don't talk about it, he'll eventually find out. He'll get someone to find out.
And he'll go out later and make things right for you.
He knows you're so kind and nice, so you don't like him to kill anyone for you, but he'll give them a stern warning. The person who upset you, would definitely not forget.
He'll come back and find you alone in your shared room and he can't deny that his heart ached a little and felt furious at the same time. He didn't like seeing you frowning.
He gently put a hand on top of your head without saying a work. If you don't respond, he'll pull you into his frame and hold you.
After awhile, he bends down to kiss your hand, then your knuckles, then your cheeks and temples.
"I gave them a stern warning, they won't bother you again, don't be upset anymore princess."
You'll give him a look of surprise. And he has to assure you they are not hurt, or dead. Else you'll be upset at him instead and he's more terrified of that.
He'll pull you into bed with him, pull you into a cuddle and stroke your hair gently, pressing kisses to your hair from time to time. You know your Zenon, he doesn't speak much, but his actions are louder than anything.
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taelqn · 15 days
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➜ ZOGRATIS SIBLINGS AS TYPICAL COLLEGE STUDENTS WHO HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU
I gave up on Dante’s part oops sorry.. anyways, this was really cute and fun to write <3
WARNINGS: SFW + GENDER NEUTRAL READER + MODERN AU + HEADCANONS
CHARACTERS: Dante Zogratis + Vanica Zogratis + Zenon Zogratis + Lucius Zogratis (only mentioned)
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Out of all his siblings, you'd never have expected him to have a crush on you. Zenon stands as the least popular among his siblings—well, he's still popular, but just a notch below the rest, you know? This is largely due to his tendency to avoid interactions with others. Overall, Zenon remains the same, even as a typical college student—quiet, intimidating, and stoic. He often gives off the impression that he'd rather be anywhere else, and at times, it seems like he simply hates everyone around him.
You, however, are the exception to Zenon's usual demeanor. Despite his typical aloofness, you hold a special place in his gaze. Always seated at the back of the class where he can remain unseen, Zenon steals glances at you discreetly, ensuring no one catches on to his actions. Even if you were to sit beside him instead of somewhere at the front of the class, he'd still manage to steal glances at you without anyone, including yourself, noticing. Zenon's ability to remain covert in his admiration for you is uncanny—he may even attend class solely because you're there.
Zenon's gentlemanly demeanor is reserved exclusively for you. Whether it's holding doors open for you, carrying your belongings, or coming to your defense, he goes above and beyond to ensure your comfort and safety. However, there's a quirk to his chivalry—oftentimes, he'll open the door for you and let it slam shut on the person behind you, ignoring the glares and comments that follow. In Zenon's eyes, your well-being outweighs any inconvenience to others.
The only ones who ever catch onto Zenon's crush on you are his siblings, with Lucius being the first to notice. Dante and Vanica catch on a bit later. Once the whole group is aware, the teasing becomes endless and is followed almost everywhere by none other than Vanica and Dante themselves. Lucius joins in with some teasing but acts more as Zenon's hypeman. Whenever the three are present while you and Zenon are together, Zenon notices Dante and Vanica exchanging smirks and mischievous glances, which makes him want to roll his eyes at their nosiness. He suggests that you both go elsewhere, not wanting to alarm you by mentioning his siblings watchful eyes. As he leaves the area with you, he spots Lucius in the crowd, wearing a smug smirk, clearly being nosey too, adding to Zenon's frustration.
Zenon's way of expressing his interest is through subtle gestures that might go unnoticed unless you're paying very close attention. If you happen to get glasses, squint, and observe his actions with keen eyes, you might start to piece together his crush on you. However, on the surface, you might just think he's being nice and considers you a close friend. Some of these subtle gestures include leaving helpful notes to assist you with studying, leaving thoughtful bookmarks in your locker or textbooks, and bringing up topics he knows you're passionate about.
゚。 ₍ ꙳⸌ ♡ CONFESSION TIME ♡⸍ ꙳ ₎ 。゚
It's a serene afternoon, the gentle sunlight filtering through the library windows as you gather your things. The study session with Zenon has come to an end, and as you glance at him briefly, you notice that he seems lost in thought.
"Are you okay?" you ask, breaking the quietude.
Zenon snaps out of his reverie, his gaze meeting yours. If you just squinted just a bit, you would’ve notice how his normally stoic eyes seem to soften at the sight of you.
"I'm okay," he responds, his voice calm but perhaps carrying a hint of something more beneath the surface. You give Zenon a small nod, trusting that he's being truthful about being okay.
Just as you're about to slide your textbook into your backpack, Zenon's voice pierces through the tranquil atmosphere. "I have something to tell you."
Zenon's gaze locks onto yours, the intensity in his eyes palpable as he holds a strong and unwavering eye contact. There's no doubt now—whatever he has to say is significant. The room feels charged with an intensity you can't quite put into words. It's as if the air has shifted, and you can feel a nervous energy creeping up your spine. Something important is about to happen, and the anticipation leaves you on edge, your heart beating a little faster in your chest.
“I’m listening,” you say hesitantly.
Zenon inhales deeply, closing his eyes for a brief moment as he gathers his thoughts, steeling himself for what he's about to say. Despite the rapid thud of his heart against his chest, he's determined to be straightforward and direct. With a steadying breath, he opens his eyes, meeting yours with unwavering resolve.
"I like you," he declares, his voice steady and confident. Each word is enunciated with deliberate care, ensuring that you hear him loud and clear. In this moment, there's no room for ambiguity or hesitation—Zenon is making his feelings known with absolute clarity.
As Zenon's confession hangs in the air, it's now your turn to speak. Your heart races in your chest, the moment feeling almost surreal. It's just the two of you in the library, the sunlight filtering through the windows at a perfect angle, casting a warm glow around you both. It's a scene straight out of a cheesy romance movie, and yet, here you are, faced with a real-life confession. Now it's your turn to respond, and the gravity of the decision weighs heavily on your mind.
Will you accept the confession of a stoic heart that's clearly deeply in love with you? Or will you play the role of the oblivious friend?
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Vanica holds second place for the most popular Zogratis sibling. Wherever she goes, she becomes the vibrant center of attention, known for her enthusiastic nature and fearless personality. Despite her picky and selective demeanor when it comes to choosing friends, she's always surrounded by a circle of admirers and companions. So if this lively girl has a crush on you, it must mean you’re reeeaaalll special.
With Vanica, it's like being under a constant spotlight, her gaze fixed on you like you're the most precious gem in existence—a gem that she deserves to be the guardian of. You could be going about your day, engrossed in your work, when you suddenly feel the weight of someone's stare. You turn your head and see Vanica's eyes locked on you with an intensity that's almost unnerving. If anyone calls her out on her staring, she'll respond with a fierce scowl and a sharp retort, firmly asserting that it's none of their business.
Vanica shares some similarities with Zenon in the gentlemanly department—or should I say gentlewomanly? However, there's a twist to her approach. Instead of personally assisting you with tasks like carrying your belongings, holding doors, or helping you study, she leaves these duties to her friends, treating them almost like her personal assistants. For instance, if you need help carrying your heavy backpack, she'll eagerly snatch it away from you and assign one of her friends to carry it. If you mention needing to study, she'll dismiss the idea entirely—no need to study when she and her friends can just help you cheat! And if your hands are full and you can't open a door, fear not—Vanica will simply command another one of her friends to open it for you. Yes, she can be bossy with her friends, but it’s all in the name of ensuring your comfort and convenience.
Vanica would absolutely love it if you met her siblings—all three of them! So, don't be too surprised if you're just chilling in the field, minding your own business, and suddenly Vanica enthusiastically shows up with Lucius, Dante, and Zenon in tow to introduce you to them. Lucius maintains an amused but calm expression throughout the encounter, always polite and composed. Dante, on the other hand, wears a mysterious smirk that hints at hidden knowledge, but he remains friendly toward you. Meanwhile, Zenon appears utterly bored, his demeanor dry and uninterested. It's natural to feel a bit intimidated in their presence, but rest assured—Vanica will make sure her brothers play nice with you!
It doesn't take a keen eye for anyone to notice Vanica's unmistakable obsession with you—everyone knows, including yourself. She goes to great lengths to keep tabs on you, often sending a couple of her friends to discreetly stalk you during lectures. They'll message her updates and send photos of what you're doing, with Dante possibly being in on this as well. In the end, there's no denying it—everyone is well aware of Vanica's infatuation with you.
゚。 ₍ ꙳⸌ ♡ CONFESSION TIME ♡⸍ ꙳ ₎ 。゚
Alone in the dimly lit hallway, frustration mounts as the vending machine stubbornly refuses to dispense the water bottle you desperately need after a long day of classes. You scowl at the machine, wondering why this inconvenience seems to happen to you of all people.
The thought crosses your mind that you've heard more people die from vending machines than from sharks—was it true? Well, you're about to find out. Steeling yourself, you prepare to give the machine a good kick, risking life and limb for that elusive water bottle you crave. Just as you're about to deliver the kick, a sudden voice startles you from behind, causing you to jump.
"Having trouble there, sweetheart?" The voice is unmistakably Vanica's, laced with amusement and a hint of mischief.
Whipping around, you come face-to-face with Vanica, standing there with a playful smirk, her eyes glinting with amusement at your startled expression.
"Vanica!" you exclaim, your heart still racing from the unexpected encounter. "What are you doing here?"
She chuckles, stepping closer with a twinkle in her eyes. "I’ve been here, cutie. Here, let me help you." Without waiting for your response, she confidently presses a few buttons on the vending machine. And just like that, almost as if she was the chosen one, the vending machine miraculously springs back to life. The sound of the bottle dropping into the dispenser echoes in the hallway as Vanica retrieves it for you.
With a teasing smile, she holds the water bottle out towards you, a playful glint in her eyes. But just as you reach out to take it, she swiftly pulls it back with a mischievous grin on her face, her playful demeanor evident. It seems Vanica has other plans in mind, enjoying the moment of suspense as she holds the water bottle just out of your reach.
"Ah, ah, ah," she taunts, her voice laced with amusement. "What’s the magic word, darling?” she teases, wiggling the water bottle enticingly. "Or perhaps," she adds, leaning in closer, "there's another way you can convince me to give you what you want." Her gaze holds a challenge.
You narrow your eyes at her, both in suspicion and annoyance. Whatever she had in mind, it sounded sketchy. A part of you knew where she was going with this, but you could never be too sure. Especially with someone as unpredictable as her.
You sigh, placing a hand on your hip and tilting your head at her, “well, what is it?”
Closing the distance between you, Vanica leans in even closer, her presence practically enveloping you. If she wasn't close enough before, she's certainly close enough now.
"Be mine," she says, her voice carrying a mix of affection and intensity. You can feel a small blush creeping onto your cheeks, the proximity of her deep red eyes gazing into yours both lovingly and intensely. In that moment, it almost feels like she's not asking you to be hers, but rather declaring that you already belong to her.
It's decision time, and the choice is yours.
Do you deny both the chance to experience the chaotic yet exhilarating journey of being in a relationship with Vanica and the simple pleasure of quenching your thirst with the water bottle? Or do you open your heart to her, allowing her into your life while also satisfying your immediate need for refreshment?
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As the charismatic and charming type, Dante is the epitome of popularity. He effortlessly navigates through various social circles, known for his charm, confidence, and even leadership roles in student organizations. Every girl wants him, and every guy wants to emulate his charisma and charm. This means he's never really had to chase after women—instead, they chase after him. Once he senses they've fallen hard, he confidently makes his move, to which they eagerly accept. However, the reality is often different—his approach ends up being more of a game, leaving them played and disappointed. So, for him to genuinely have a crush on someone is a literal shocker.
Despite the numerous admirers vying for his attention, Dante's eyes remain solely fixed on you whenever you're in the same vicinity. Whether you're in the lecture hall or the campus cafe, his gaze is unwavering, intense, yet oddly inviting. Amidst the chatter and laughter of those around you, it's as if you're the only two people in the room. Sometimes, just to mess with you, Dante winks at you from afar, even if other people are around, causing you to blush. The man truly has no shame.
A true gentleman through and through, Dante embodies chivalry in its finest form. He'll hold doors open for you with a polite smile, offer to carry your books without a second thought, and always be attentive to your needs.
In Dante’s world, where he’s used to being the one pursued, his interest in you speaks volumes about the depth of his feelings.
゚。 ₍ ꙳⸌ ♡ CONFESSION TIME ♡⸍ ꙳ ₎ 。゚
As you organize your locker, a nagging sensation of being watched persists, causing you to glance over your shoulder multiple times, feeling a bit paranoid. Shaking off the unease, you focus on arranging your belongings until a subtle clearing of the throat catches your attention from the left. Startled, you realize that your open locker had been obstructing your view, concealing someone who had been waiting patiently behind it. With a quick closing of the locker door, you come face to face with the one and only—Dante!
"Oh, hey—" you begin, but before you can finish your sentence, a bouquet of roses is suddenly shoved in your face, catching you completely off guard.
The vibrant colors and sweet fragrance momentarily stun you, causing everything to click into place. Suddenly, it all makes sense—the feeling of being watched while organizing your locker, the eyes seemingly locked on you. As you gaze at the roses, it dawns on you that they must be the reason for the attention. Everything seems to fall into place, like pieces of a puzzle coming together, and you find yourself understanding why all eyes were on you earlier. You hesitantly take the roses.
"I hope you find the roses to your liking," he begins, his voice smooth as silk. "They pale in comparison to your beauty, but I couldn't resist the opportunity to express my admiration for you." He meets your gaze with unwavering sincerity, a faint smile playing on his lips. "If you'd allow me, I would be honored to accompany you to dinner this evening, where I can properly convey the depth of my feelings.” His tone had a hint of seductiveness to it.
Dante's confession leaves you utterly speechless, the bouquet of roses still in your hands as the weight of his words sinks in. In the midst of processing his unexpected declaration, you fail to notice the gathering crowd that has formed around you and Dante. He's put you on the spot, and all eyes are on the two of you. Although he was simply confessing his feelings to you, it felt like a life-or-death situation. You had no option, really—he wasn’t giving you one. You’re the first one he’s bothering to actually chase for, there’s no way he’s letting you go—so what other way than to corner you in a crowd of people? You’re the first one he’s bothering to actually chase for, there’s no way he’s letting you go—so what other way than to corner you in a crowd of people? Trust, it’s in your best interest to accept his feelings for you.
Either you reciprocate his feelings or you destroy your life by declining them.
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kaidas-daydreams · 2 years
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goodbye.
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"your feelings towards zenon after he finally decided to give in to the devils powers"
zenon zogratis x gn! reader
kaida's note: i’m trying to get back into writing so here’s a VERY short drabble that i wrote for zenon, i’m hoping to start writing a lot more, i really miss writing and you all! 💭
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all you had now were fond memories of your now ex-lover zenon zogratis. you often think back to the man you once knew, to the man you once loved but now you only knew him as the man that chased you out of your home, out of the spade kingdom.
"i don't love you, i never did" that sentence had ran through your mind everyday for the last year. you knew he didn't mean it he just couldn't not after everything you've both shared together. all those feelings and intimate moments could not have been faked.
they couldn’t have been lies. he told you he loved you, that he’d love you forever. he promised to marry you one day, he promised to never hurt you, he promised to protect you, he promised you the world but i guess it does go as said promises are made to be broken. you think back to his smile that once held warmth and comfort but now he’s completely emotionless, his eyes that you would always melt into were now soulless.
those now soulless eyes of his, you still remember how terrifying they were along with his harsh voice from your last encounter it overrides all the beautiful moments you both once shared. you try to hold on to those memories but it gets harder and harder each and every day because you have now fallen more into fear with zenon than love.
the man that once gave you butterflies in your stomach now gives you nightmares, zenon is now unrecognizable to you and who knows how much more he’s changed since seeing him last. 
you miss the man he once was, the man you can’t seem to ever get back. 
“goodbye zenon..”
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laceymorganwrites · 3 years
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Zenon with an overly affectionate S/O
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honestly: congrats for getting through to him first of all
he does very much love you and definitely is one who spends enough time with you
very very loyal and genuine
always makes sure you know how much you mean to him
however
he is known to be rather distant and cold on the outside, it seems like he only cares about power but really he cares about you and his siblings more, that´s why he wants power, so you all can be safe
he gets shit done and is respected by his subordinates
because he is the youngest sibling, Dante and Vanica of course don´t respect him as much and like to make fun of him
at first Dante and Vanica were irritated by your relationship
they didn´t like the fact you always stuck to Zenon as if you depended on him
however as time went by they realized that you in fact were a strong individual who just liked spoiling their little brother a lot
cue the teasing
every time you´re hugging or kissing Zenon his siblings just make weird faces in the background and imitate you
sometimes you all gang up on Zenon and do group hugs
he gets easily embarrassed which just makes it more fun
every time he comes home from a mission you immediately ask how he´s doing and pepper him in kisses, you always worry about him
of course you know he´s very strong and capable but it´s only natural to worry
“I missed you so much!” “Are you sure you´re not hurt anywhere?” “Does my baby need me?”
Vanica will straight up laugh in the distance while Dante is trying to suppress his own laugh
Zenon is not impressed
just annoyed with his siblings
in fact he doesn´t mind that you´re overly affectionate, he thinks it´s cute and values you very much
it´s nice to him to have you worry about him since it shows you care
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kuronanox · 3 years
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Accept MY Love - Zenon Zogratis
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(Authors note: First off I really wanted to say thank you to everyone that has stuck around and enjoy my book! I’ve reached 20k! I know it may not be a lot but I’ve enjoyed writing black clover and it’s always nice to have support! And second this is my first time writing Zenon so if he’s a little OC... mind ya business haha)
She was given to him as a toy, his servant, slave. She didn't want to be labeled or cared for it, all she wanted was an escape plan. She was weak, a girl picked off the streets for her looks as she was told.
(Your Name) was sitting hugging her knees staring out of the window. The pale snow falling onto the ground effortlessly. "Women." Zenon says from across the room but she refused to look at him. After a few more minutes he roughly grabs her face and she struggles to pull away. "Don't touch me!" She screams as he quietly loses patience with her.
Zenon strikes her right cheek as she gasp and fell to the floor. The blood spilling from her mouth as she looks up to him in fear. "You monster, just get rid of me already! Kill me if you must!"
"Clean yourself up and lay in bed." He says before walking out.
Sniffling she cleans the wounds and takes a bath, the warm water was welcoming especially since the snow had been falling all day.
Taking the only belonging shes had left which was a few clothing and a personal journal she set it hidden under the bed.
Zenon doesn't say a word as he calms his head a bit.
This women had the nerve to defy him and all he could do was snap her neck to end it all.
"It's time for bed." He tells her as she carefully walks into the bed before he stops her. "This isn't the attire I gave you."
A fear comes across her face as she backs away from him. Zenon roughly tears her clothing off, they fall one by one as she picks up the pieces. "These were all I had left of home." She whispers as he hands her something more revealing to wear.
"You are to obey me."
(Your Name) angrily looks up to Zenon and slaps him across the face. "This gives you a reason to kill me now."
Zenon darkly smiles to himself. Oh how he liked to torture her.
"Bedtime." Is all he says and drags her into the bed next to him.
Zenon happened to walk past her home when he saw her. She was shining in the snow and her beauty was mesmerizing.
Carrying the fire wood for some elderly she was smiling kindly to them. Zenon was surprised how gentle he was feeling. He hated it. Why did this women make this affect on him?
He wanted her... no he needed her. For what? He had yet decided but he got what he wanted.
The way she smiled and effortlessly showed kindness was something he could never do. Zenon wanted that from her. That's when he decided she was going to be his.
Zenon was one to rarely sleep these days, he wasn't known to having a women in his bed unlike his brother. The first few nights she refused to sleep so he had to knock her out. Looking at her reflection from the moon her weight had drop dangerously low. The cold wind blew into the room as she shivered and turned away from him.
His body moved unwilling from his mind as he covered her with more blankets.
Zenon craved love, he didn't know how to describe the feeling. To be cherish or a warmth that was never settled in him. He wanted that affection from her yet everything he asked of her she refused.
Tracing her hair to her shoulders he kissed it softly till he craved her body and bit down harshly.
(Your Name) yelled in pain as he held her body close to his. Removing his teeth from her shoulder the thick blood fell as he licked them away. The look in his eyes scared her. He was enjoying giving her the pain.
"You are tempting women." Zenon lustfully whispers as she throws the covers off and tries to find the closest exit.
"At this point I don't even care how I die."
(Your Name) looks towards the window and back at Zenon. She tries to run out the window to end her misery in this room of his. Zenon wouldn't allow it as he grabs her back knocking her out cold.
That night Zenon dreamed of them as they happily lived together and how she was happy with him. He dreamt that they were making love from the pureness of their hearts. How hot she felt around him and the ecstasy they both felt from the closeness of their bodies.
Until it turned into a nightmare of her blood running thick in his hands as she laid lifeless in his arms. Her cold eyes staring up at him, blaming him for her death. She was trapped.
Zenon wakes up in cold sweat as he looks around to find her sleeping soundlessly again next to him. She was uncharacteristically cuddled up next to his body for warmth.
The next morning there was food laid out for her but no sign of Zenon, this was the best part of the day for her. She was alone and not being watched like a hawk. (Your Name) chows down the food, she was starving. The only time she refused to eat was when he ordered her to.
(Your Name) was curious to why he picked her, his brother Dante had many beautiful women surrounding him. Everytime she hoped he would trash her out already but he refuses each time she brings it up or if Dante tells him his 'toy' was boring.
"There has to be a reason."
The door opens as he walks in and changes out to more comfortable clothes. (Your Name) avoids his eyes staring at her as she clears her throat and set the empty tray out the bedroom.
Walking back to the window seat she watches the snow fall again. There was nothing to do, no fun. Her family was gone and she wouldn't dare try to talk to Zenon like she knew him.
"Are you not happy?" He asks her making his way to the window as she softly laughs and grits her teeth.
With venom in her voice she says "clearly I'm a prisoner and there's nothing to do here."
Zenon gently grabs her head and kisses her neck softly from behind.
"Stop it." She whispers as he lightly sucks on the precious skin.
"What will make you happy."
Her eyes widen as she turns her head to look back at him, he was emotionless. The look of his eyes held no warmth or comfort. It was as if he lived everyday to die.
"I want to leave! I want to go home! I'm sure there's other girls who would rather be in my position!" She raises her voice to Zenon as it slightly cracks from fear.
"She wants to leave me, I can't understand why she is so unhappy? I give her food, shelter and all the attention but she refuses everything!"
Zenon eyes grew dangerously dark as he kicked the chair across the room and dragged her to the bed wrapping his hand around her neck. She protested the whole way.
"Do I not give you everything you need?" He asks in a low voice as she swallows the lump in her throat and he finally loosens the grip around her neck massaging her bruised hickey.
"I don't want everything Zenon." She whispers back with tears falling from her eyes.
He lets go and kisses her tears away as he leaves the room locking it behind him.
(Your Name) finally manages to pull herself together when he left the room, her hands were shaking from the anxiety she got from his close they were. Truthfully she was scared he was going to choke her to death. Even though she wanted him to kill her she didn't have the guts for it.
Zenon was with his other two siblings as they mocked him in his misery.
"I told you to get rid of her, she obviously a nuisance to you." Dante says with a smirk as he shakes his head in disappointment.
"Or she can be my toy and I can torture her till she's crying to just end her life." Vanica suggest with amusement in her voice.
Zenon mentally rolls his eyes at his siblings, he was always the different one from the three.
"Don't tell me she's already begged you to kill her." Dante smiles deviously at Zenon who doesn't usher a word but let his silence speak for itself.
"Ahaha brother you sure are a cruel one!" Vanica says licking her lips before leaving the two behind.
"So what are you going to do? I suggest throwing her out in the snow and let the starving dogs get her."
Zenon gives Dante a icy glare as he makes his leave. Going to his sibling for help was not the brightest idea.
Back in the room (Your Name) was laying in bed and reading a book that Zenon had in his shelfs. It wasn't completely boring, the story she was reading at least but being trapped was driving her crazy. He walks in as she tenses up a bit.
Sitting beside her on the bed she backs away from him slightly.
They stare at each other in silence as she turns towards her book once more.
"You can't leave." He tells her as she covers her face with the book. She wanted to avoid his sorrowful gaze.
"Why me?" She whispers as Zenon lowers the book from her face and traces her facial features.
"You are the most exquisite creature I've ever laid eyes on. I have been enchanted by such beauty. I mean no harm to you but you refuse to accept me."
She looks at him sadly and holds his face.
"I can't give you what you need, I am terrified by you, if I am to be the light of your life it is not a gift but chosen by the heart."
Zenon holds her hand on his face before giving it a light kiss.
"Your fate as been determine, if I let you go my siblings will kill you but if you stay with me here in this room I can give you the ever most love in the world."
(Your Name) eyes fell, the light shining in them were gone. Did she want to be set free but die in the hands of his siblings are be in his company till she accepted his love.
She felt disgusted with herself as she answered him.
"I'll stay with you."
With a shaky voice he pulls her into his embrace as she fought to keep her tears in and he devilishly smiles to himself.
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𝑬𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒒𝒖𝒊́, 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐 𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒐, 𝒖𝒏 𝒗𝒂𝒄𝒊́𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆, 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆. 𝑺𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒊 𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂, 𝒎𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒔, 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒂 𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒛𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐. 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒐, 𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒂 𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒅 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒖 𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒆, 𝒑𝒖𝒆𝒅𝒐 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒓 𝒍𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒍 𝒇𝒖𝒆𝒈𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒂𝒖́𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒂 𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒂, 𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒚𝒆 𝒂𝒖́𝒏 𝒑𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒔 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒔 𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒐 𝒂 𝒎𝒊 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒐́𝒏. 𝑳𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒆 𝒚 𝒍𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒂 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒖 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒂 𝒚 𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒖𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂́𝒔 𝒗𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒐, 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒋𝒐 𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆, 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒖́ 𝒄𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒖 𝒄𝒂́𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒂 𝒎𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒔. 𝑺𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒕𝒖𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒐𝒔, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒓 𝒕𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒐́𝒏 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒓 𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒎𝒐 𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒎𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒆𝒍 𝒎𝒊́𝒐, 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒐 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒓 𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒏 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂 𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏́𝒂, 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒋𝒂 𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒂 𝒍𝒖𝒛 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒐; 𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒐 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒛𝒂 𝒆𝒏 𝒆𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒐 𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒂.
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