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kyokutsu-sama · 1 month
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Headcanons
A/n: So, I'm going o invest more content on my favorite captains of bc because they're hot , badass and deserve all world's attention. Here's some sfw/nsfw headcanons for them✨️
Tw: Nsfw content
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Yami :
Sfw
He's super protective of you and that's something he doesn't hide. If any man messes with you (even if you are strong), that guy is officially dead.
You are the only person he allows to pick up his sword and use it on a battle. He trusts you so take good care of his katana because this man is broke and can't afford a new one.
He also likes to go out with you and take you out drinking or playing cards. If you win a bet against him, be prepared because he won't give up until he wins... or until he falls asleep from drinking. He's a terrible gambler but he refuses to accept that.
You usually train together and he likes to see you push your limits. He also likes it when you go on a mission with him so he can see this. He's proud of you and your power.
If he's having another one of his daily battles in the bathroom, you'll be the only one who can come in and give him the toilet paper he's missing because Asta forgot to change it.
(Asta run for your life)
Nsfw
I don't need to tell you that this man is rough and will surpass his limits in the sheets. Good luck to you and goodbye legs.
He loves being between your legs, devouring you and tasting everything you have to give him, probably even getting "drunk" on your juices.
He likes to see you squirm beneath him, the marks he left on you covering your skin (Yes, he really leaves a lot of marks on you), your eyes rolling and your voice calling him so well. Poor bed and poor other members who will listen to you all night
His hands will be all over your body, a lot of physical contact during the act. He loves it when you run your hands over his body too. You can even scratch his skin and bite, he doesn't feel pain. Only pleasure.
There's a lot of dirty talk.
And don't try to tease him, you don't know the risk you're running. Listen, he has no problem with that thing called public places. He puts you against a wall and does whatever he wants.
Regarding the fact that you can't walk properly, don't worry, he carries you everywhere in his strong arms.
He's just my type fr🤭
William :
Sfw
Super cute and kind to you. He is super careful with you, always giving you those sweet smiles that makes your heart melt.
He always likes to check on you to make sure there's nothing wrong or if you're 100% fine.
He's shy and whenever you hold his hand in public or kiss his cheek, his face will heat up from blushing. You just laugh at his cuteness.
He really likes hugs after a long day of work, he feels like you calm his heart and give him good energy.
He's fallen for you since the day you traced his scar with your fingers softly and told him how beautiful he still was. No one had ever done this and he was moved by this affection.
You were proud of him for who he was and not for his appearance and that made him shed little tears.
Nsfw
Do not proceed without your full consent. He wants you to feel good and comfortable.
The touch is soft and delicate, lots of tender kisses on your skin. He doesn't like to leave many marks like Yami, HOWEVER... if you leave some on him, it will cause "things" in him. (It turns him on but he's ashamed to admit it)
I see him being a sub and will let you take over things a lot of the time because he just loves it when you do.
Touch his body, kiss him, take him deep and slow as he likes. This man will have to fight with himself not to come when you ride him and look into his eyes. He goes crazy.
Very gentle with you after the act, always cleaning you and offering you everything you need.
(William, the door to my house is open... you know?🥹👉👈)
Fuegoleon :
Sfw
He is very serious in his role and always wants to have you by his side.
He loves your presence even though he is working hard, and if you help him he will thank you.
He might be a bit like William in the sense that he may be a little shy when you hold his hand or kiss him in public, although he doesn't blush like him.
He always tries to keep you protected and advises you not to talk to Mereoleona too much, he's afraid she'll make fun of him in front of you or drag you to the volcano where she trains.
This woman is dangerous, but having her as a sister-in-law is a gift tbh. She'll beat the shit out of everyone if anyone touches her brother's beautiful girlfriend.
Leo will probably love you because you love and care for his older brother. You two will be great friends.
He likes it when you run your hands gently through his hair when he is resting. This is comfortable and relaxing.
Nsfw
He's the middle ground between going fast when he's feeling excited (after you teased him all day) and going slow and sensual when he comes into the bedroom tired and just wants you to put your arms around him.
He dominates, he likes to be on top, seeing you beneath him arching when his fingers caress you or when he grabs your thighs and thrust you. He lives to see you squirming on the mattress.
He likes to praise you, whispering in your ear how beautiful you are, which gives you goosebumps.
Please run your hands down his back, he loves it and it makes him go deeper.
He hugs and kisses you a lot after he finishes. He is much more relaxed between four walls than in a public place where he hesitates a little with the PDA.
Nozel :
Sfw
Dear, be patient with him. He may be cold to the core but his eyes... they never lie. His look at you is something that many royal ladies who notice him would like to get from him.
He doesn't make long vows of love but look, he's the best with actions and no one will come close to you because he defends you a lot.
Although he and Yami don't get along, they are both overprotective lovers.
Even if you're not from a royal family or something, he won't let anyone discriminate against you for that. That person will disappear without a trace and it's all the work of Nozel fucking Silva.
Serious, but until you give him that little smile that makes him look away in embarrassment. You can see the tips of his ears turning red and you tease him for that.
He ends up smiling for a second and you feel like the luckiest person in the world to witness this event.
Nsfw
Don't underestimate this man, he is a dom and will always show you who is in control. Although I think he has a certain look that he would like you to take control.
Don't fight back, obey. He doesn't accept a no and if you're a brat to him, he'll punish you for it.
If he's having a bad day, he'll probably come to the bedroom to have you in his sheets and relieve himself. Goodbye legs once again...
He will also mark you, he is the only one who can have you and the marks made for him only turns him on.
Not only in the bedroom does he like to see you squirming and calling for him, but also on the office table while he takes a break from work. I don't see him being shy if someone came in but he would probably threaten anyone if they even thought about telling what they saw.
He makes sure you're okay afterwards and will put you in his arms, kissing the top of your head.
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bowandcurtsey · 4 months
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Hi sweetheart thank you for requesting this! <3 I'm sorry it took so long but Merry Christmas!!
Also I love this request, it's kinda new for me although yes I do get turned on by voices and dirty talks („ಡωಡ„)
brb cause i'm feeling the heat writing this piece. Characters: Yami, Zora, Magna x f! reader tw: nsfw, dirty talking, maybe degrading, minors dni, unchecked works
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Yami Sukehiro
This man is the king of dirty talking. Yea, all that man does is talk shit in his fucking sexy low gruffy voice.
But he knows he's good at it. He knows his effect one you. And boy is he going to use it to his advantage in bed all the time, he won't stop from the start till the end.
One moment he's taunting you, "oh, can't get enough of me, princess?" "you're clenching onto me so tightly" "I just got in and you're cumming? again?"
The next moment he's all praises like he's so drunk on you, "fuck, what a pretty angel." "good girl taking me so well now,"
But whatever he says he can feel your hungry and weeping cunt swallowing whatever he's thrusting into you. He loves it and absolutely gets on from it.
When Yami's mad at you, boy oh boy you gotta get ready for a little degrading, girl.
"does ____ know you get all wet like this for me? You pussy is leaking just from me touching you like this?"
"So you wanna show everyone how slutty you can be, princess? Better be able to take it."
The fact that he could make you a hot wet mess, and the fact that you want to hear him praise, tease or scold you, and how you cum oh so hard from all of this, he's fucking intoxicated with just the idea of it. And let's face it, he's a hot mess for you too. ;)
Zora Ideale
Can't say anything nice and sometimes it ticks you off but he's just so fucking good at it you can't help but just be a good girl for him.
"Cumming already? my girl so needy huh?"
Slows down just as you're reaching your high and just shrugs, "hmm? the nights still early babe."
Keeps you waiting because he loves it when you get annoyed but then your desires get over you and you whine just for him.
"wanna cum?" "you know i love it when you bite that lower lip,"
"tell me, what you want, in your big girl words,"
and then he finally lets you cum, and you jolt from the wave of euphoria, he loves watching you roll your eyes and curse at him.
"i got you baby, I got you,"
And that won't be the end.
Loves edging you on because he absolutely knows his power over you. His mission is to make you cum multiple times until you squirt.
"one more baby, one more for me, wanna see you squirt all over me," he would lick the shell of your ear while pounding into you.
he's just so annoying but yet your body just reacts to him and you just reach your high again and again.
Magna Swing
Doesn't look like it but he likes to whisper dirty things in your ear at random times of the day.
But oh his moans and groans are so fucking sexy. You make him feel so good and he doesn't hide the way you intoxicate him.
"fuck baby, you're so tight fr me..." his words would slur and his tone goes one tone lower.
he whimpers a little when you go down on him, "hngg.. my good girl.."
he loves being in a position that he can be close to your ears and he says all the filth because he knows how much you like it.
he would be behind you, thrusting into you, "moan louder baby, i love it when you moan for me."
"yea? that feels good huh? you want more?"
"go on, cum on my dick, milk me baby."
and whenever you cum, he goes into a frenzy.
"hnngg, so good huh? mhmm, so tight, so fucking tight, my good girl..." he would go into a low growl.
he has great stamina as well, and would keep asking you to go for rounds.
"you say you can't, but you're already clenching on me again, love." he would press kisses to your shoulders and neck.
"one more? you can do it baby, my good angel. one more."
of course you would, with the way his voice melts you, how can you not?
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katsuma6 · 5 months
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Black Clover Headcanons
Captain Yami
- He absolutely loves it when you sit in his lap.
- You fit perfectly to him.
- Sometimes you fall asleep on him and he'll simply carry you to bed, gently not to wake you up.
- After long days, he loves watching you come up and crawl right into his lap.
- He loves wrapping his arms around you.
- Wants to keep you safe at all times.
Fuegoleon
- Melts into a puddle when you play with his hair.
- Loves physical touch and affection, his hair being the number one thing.
- His heart flutters as soon as he feels your delicate fingers run through it.
- Relaxes instantly.
- If he could pur, he would.
Nozel
- Acts of service.
- He adores when you surprise him with breakfast or make him dinner.
- You always make the bed so it's nice and comfy for him to fall asleep easy.
- He acknowledges every single thing you do, big or small, and it only makes him fall harder.
- He appreciates you so much.
- He will ALWAYS return the favor.
Zora
- This man lives by pranking.
- Don't take his jokes to heart.
- Fight back. He loves a witty personality.
- If you prank him or tease him back, he will fall at your feet.
- It makes him happy to have someone he can be himself with.
- Sometimes when you bite back at him, he gets flustered and can't come up with anything to say.
- It drives him crazy but of course, in the best way.
William Vangeance
- This man is clingy.
- It does not matter if he's going to be gone for 5 minutes or 5 days. He will not leave without giving you the warmest hug and biggest kiss.
- Yeah, sure, he's seen you a million times but, he'll still hide his blushing face because he gets bashful around you.
- He will always remind you how beautiful you are, even if it's first thing in the morning.
- He will give his all for you and only you.
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Hello, I'd like to request for fuegoleon, William, nozel, zora and Nacht where they hurt their s/O's feelings and make her cry? And just how guilty they feel, how they make it up, comfort their s/o and apologize. You can choose whatever they couldve said or done to make her cry I love anything you write they're all so good
If 5 characters is too much then just fuego, nozel and nacht would be fine please and thankyou❤️
Hello! Some hurt comfort is on the menu it seems, and I'm happy to oblige ^^ This ended up being a lot longer than I anticipated, but I hope it's worth the wait ^^
Pairings: Fuegoleon x f!reader, William x f!reader, Nozel x f!reader, Zora x f!reader, Nacht x f!reader
Fanfic type: Headcanons
Genre: Hurt-comfort
Length: about 0.75k each, 3.9k total
Warnings: Generally hurt-comfort, the guys snap at reader, all for reasons of their own, in Nozel's scenario the reader doesn't really know what kind of a person Nozel's dad is, Zora addresses reader as "babydoll", Zora calls himself as a "jerk ass", reader cries and the guys try to comfort in their own ways
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Fuegoleon
He had had very taxing couple of months. The adverse the country was facing seemed to have no end in sight, and it felt that in terms of politics and finances the country was being pushed further and further into a corner, which took an immense toll on him emotionally.
And though a part of him wished that he could simply take a vacation and not worry about any of it, he knew it to be senseless. Quite simply because the same issues would wait him as he returned, and they would have further piled up, so taking a vacation would be counterproductive. But still he felt that his nerves were hanging by a thin thread, even if he considered himself as a patient man.
As he sat by his desk, you came through the door with a paper in hand.
“I made us a reservation to a restaurant,” you told him. “I thought we could take a nice evening off, have a date and just enjoy life,” you smiled, while presenting the reservation information to him.
“No thank you,” he said without looking up from the documents in front of him.
“But you need to have some time off as well,” you insisted while placing your hand onto his arm and tugging him slightly. “So I planned us a day where we can just do something w-“
“I can’t take a day off!” He snapped. “Surely a moment of peace and quiet would be pleasant, but there is too much to take care of for me to quite simply ‘take a day off’,” he continued.
And you… lifted your hand off of his arm, and took a step back.
You had intended to do something nice for him, because you had seen how strained he was and now he… wasn’t… feeling the sentiment. A part of you wanted to blame yourself because you had failed to read him and what he’d wish correctly, because wasn’t a spouse supposed to be able to do that?
There were a lot of emotions swirling around in you, but none of them were pleasant. And with it, tears begun climbing to your eyes with a burning sensation, only to roll down your cheeks.
Fuegoleon looked at you, and there was a gnawing, pricking ocean of guilt in his chest, because he knew that you had meant well. You had wanted to do something nice for him and make the situation at least a little bit more bearable.
“My love I’m…” he reached forward for you. “I’m sorry. It wasn’t my intention to hurt you, but … I…” his gaze fell to the side as he spoke, feeling the weight of his words, spoken carelessly.
You didn’t shy away from him as he tried to get close to you again, because it wasn’t… that you didn’t understand him, and you could see the sincere apology and regret in his eyes.
“I’ll… I’ll try to take the day off…” he promised with something that sounded almost like a sigh, but really it was because he knew what it’d mean.
And you knew what it’d mean too. It’d mean sleepless nights, having less time during the next week or two for you two to spend together regularly, in place of that one day. It was a sacrifice he was willing to make, but it wouldn’t be worth it. You’d rather see him a little each day than not at all.
“No,” you shook your head with a faint tone while mirroring his movements and reaching for him. “We can… just have a moment, a short moment, in the evening to ourselves,” you said through your drying tears.
His eyes gathered that gentle undertone that was too beautiful for this world, as he placed his hand onto your cheek and brushed away your tears. “If that is what you wish,” he said with gratitude in his voice before he pressed a kiss onto your forehead.
You nodded as a reply, even if only faintly.
“I am sorry, my beloved,” he still repeated. “You’re the most important person in my life, and I don’t wish to impose any-“
“No, no,” you shook your head. “I get it. There’s a lot on your plate and I should have talked about your schedule with you before making reservations…”
“But your heart was in the right place,” he told you while placing his hand under your chin. “And that’s one of the reasons why I love you,” he admitted while lifting your chin, and placing another kiss onto your lips, warm, gentle and caressing, which washed away any shadow of doubt of his sentiments that might have been there.
William
The days had grown long, because of everything that was going on in the kingdom. And with the disappearance of Julius, it had gotten him thinking about what had happened after the whole ordeal with the elves. Which had made… something about the whole state of the kingdom hit too close to home with him.
Perhaps he was questioning being pardoned altogether, since it seemed that the one to pardon him, had taken a run for it. Or perhaps something more dire.
But if the only person to be willing to pardon him was someone like him, willing to look the other way when the kingdom was falling to its knees then…
It filled him with various emotions, all swirling and twisting and turning until he felt all of them trying to bubble to the surface, but he didn’t know which to let out first. How to let them out. Instead it felt like they were all stuck in his throat, just building, building, building up pressure so much that he might-
“Hey honey!” You greeted while entering through the door of his office, only to see him hunching over his own desk. “Oh did you eat something bad, or-“ you placed your hand onto his shoulder.
But he pushed it away. “Don’t touch me!” He ordered without as much as looking at you. And from his tone, you heard nothing but pain, hurt, and… you could have sworn… disgust… underlying it all… You could have sworn there to be contempt… in there…
You took a step back, pulling your hand to you and holding it with the other. As you couldn’t… imagine why… why would he have… Your sweet William…
His chest was heaving, and as his eyes lifted from the desk to you, the most prominent feelings you could se were fear and pain. The way they flickered, his purple eyes that were so gentle, flickered around as tears lined the corners of his eyes.
“Forgive me…” he whispered as his eyes turned to the side. “I didn’t… I just… Why did he pardon me? Some… solidarity from a villain to another?” His head swayed from side to side, as if trying to comprehend, but failed to do so.
“You’re… not a villain, Will…” you tried, because his reaction had… made sense. It wasn’t you he was trying to shoo away, it was his own emotions, but you sounded anything but convinced. Tears climbed to your own eyes.
You buried your face into your hands, and wept, from the shock of what had happened, his words, but also because you had understood where it came from. Because he was pained from the guilt of his past actions, and you felt his pain too.
He turned to look at you again, as he heard your sobs, and got up from the chair to make his way to you from the other side of the desk.
“I’m sorry… so, so sorry my little song bird…” he wrapped his arms around you, and pressed his head against yours, as his tears rolled down his cheeks, and onto you. “I’ll… make it up to you…” he pleaded. “Just don’t… please don’t… hate me, I… didn’t… wasn’t… I didn’t mean to….” His voice was faint, broken and defeated, and he swayed in place with you in his arms.
It sounded like he was repenting. Praying for forgiveness.
“I don’t hate you… Will,” you told him while wrapping your own arms around him. He was a broken man, and he had acted out of distress. Without intent to hurt you. Without intent to push you away.
He pressed a kiss onto your head as his embrace grew tighter. “I’m sorry,” he still whispered.
You nudged his head with yours, and whispered against his skin “we’ll make it through.”
Because you would. The two of you would. He wasn’t a bad man. He wasn’t a villain. It was simply that the guilt he felt got overbearing sometimes, which had caused him to call out in fear of what he thought about himself.
But he loved you, and you loved him. So, you could heal, together. You were certain about it, as you stood there, holding onto each other.
Nozel
Nozel had learned to deal with his family situation from a young age. Though ‘dealing with it’ had turned into something that seemed more like survival. Not that you could see it from the surface. Because, while looking from afar, without seeing into his eyes, his emotions, he was a calm sea. Vast and serene. Though something, someone to be revered and respected, because there was also harshness in the oceans.
But if you had the opportunity to peek under the surface, you’d see a twisting, turning vortex of guilt, pain, sorrow… fear… A lot of emotions one might deem ugly.
‘Unsightly’ he would describe them in himself. Because he couldn’t be any of those things. The Captain of the Silver Eagles, the First Born Son of the Royal House of Silva, couldn’t be any of those things. And thus… to him, in him, they were unsightly.
He didn’t talk about his childhood either. He didn’t talk about his parents, aside of his mother. Which, given the circumstances of her parting, made sense. He would talk about her more because of the fate she had faced.
You had been thinking about starting a family with him. You had talked about it in passing. And as you sat in the living room, him staring out of the window, deep in thought. You talked about how lovely it’d be. “I’m sure you’d be a great father,” you thought out loud, meaning just it, and nothing else. “Just like yours.”
His head begun to turn to you with a slow motion, as if mechanic, and his eyes were wide open. It wasn’t even a glare, but a mad stare.
“I will never be like that bastard!” He shouted, making you press against your seat out of the sheer force in which the words were pushed, spat out of his mouth.
His body started to shake, and the stare turned into a look of horror as his eyes fell down to the floor. Because…. Because… though his father had been horrid, spewed poisonous words in a whole different way than shouting… maybe you had been right and… he was on his way becoming just like his father. Which was among the last things he’d want.
But you… you didn’t quite understand where it had come from. Sure, he hadn’t talked about his father, but you hadn’t thought that there’d be this level of hatred and contempt for him from Nozel. Though you had gathered that Older Lord Silva wasn’t a well liked man, but… surely he… would have been… kinder to his… own children, right?
Right…?
There were a lot of emotions turning within you. Partly from the force of Nozel’s words, and partly from guilt of having failed to see through his silence. Through the things he didn’t want to talk about, and… as you leaned forward, your elbows on your knees and buried your face into your hands, you cried. You cried and you cried and you… didn’t know what to do. What to say?
You felt a weight right next to you on the couch, as a pair of arms wrapped around you.
“Nozel I…” you tried while pushing against his chest with a faint motion.
“Don’t…” he started as his hold of you grew more firm. “Look at me…” he continued as his voice broke, and something… as if a droplet, landed onto your shoulder.
The words sounded like a plea. Plea filled with shame and the broken pieces of his soul that he wasn’t eager to show you.
But you did as he wished, and settled into his embrace.
“I’m… sorry, my dear,” he whispered with that same broken tone while placing his hand to the back of your head. “I’ll… be better, than him. I will…” you couldn’t tell if he was trying to tell that to you or to himself.
But whatever his father must’ve been like in reality, you could already tell that Nozel was far better of a man than his father had ever been. He was. Because the man who held you in the soft, gentle, secure embrace felt so very deeply about you and the ones close to him.
He really was like an ocean of secrets.
“I love you,” he professed through another whisper, but while the tone was silent, the proclamation was loud as ever. “I love you…” he repeated, just to make sure that you heard him.
And as you buried your face into his shoulder, and the scent of his haircare products flowed to you, it was as if your tears had disappeared into thin air.
Nozel might not have been the best with words, but he was there, when you needed him the most.
Zora
Zora had had to raise himself for a good portion of his childhood. Though Zara had given him good tools to life, and a lot of wonderful memories, it didn’t mean that Zora wouldn’t have had to toughen up.
His accomplishments, his skills and tenacity were all a result of him having a keen eye for details, while also having had to, quite bluntly, tell himself to do better. Pay attention to his own shortcomings and fix the issue.
But… it had also resulted in him being blunt with others. Though it was all for the sake of betterment, for growth and development of skills, the way he delivered the words were harsh more often than not. Which was something he was trying to fix, when it came to some people, at least.
You knew that he was like that. And you knew that he wasn’t the type of a guy to just sit around and expect you to do all the housework, but it didn’t mean that you didn’t like cooking from time to time. Actually, maybe it was the idea that you didn’t need to cook, because he’d be more than alright with cooking if you asked him to, but rather that you could.
But today the dish wasn’t… cutting it. You had tried to taste it many times and there was something in the seasoning that wasn’t just… doing it for you. But you couldn’t really place your finger on what was wrong with it. Or not… wrong wrong per se, but it certainly could be better.
You leaned against the stove, and sighed to yourself, as the gears in your head tried to turn. But came up empty.
A drawer was opened, and closed. There was a sound of metal clicking against metal and steps coming closer, accompanied by a hum from a certain, masked, someone.
Zora dipped his spoon into the food and took a bite to test the taste. And after he had, he sighed, sounding disappointed before making his way to the spice cabinet and laying thme out onto the table.
“The balance is all wrong,” he said. “It’s mainly salty while you want there to be some sweetness to it for the contrast as well. A bit of acid would do wonders, but the real issue is that the spices aren’t complimenting each other,” he explained while taking the spoon and adding one spice after another along with other ingredients.
And you… took a step back and let him do it. Because if it was ‘all wrong’, why should you have interjected?
In all honesty, it made you feel unappreciated. Like you couldn’t even cook right. If I can’t even cook right, then why is he with me….? You found yourself thinking.
Before you knew it, your eyes had turned to the floor and you were grinding your molars together as tears started climbing to your eyes. And eventually, they ran down your cheeks as you were still immersed into your own thoughts, in how you didn’t think that you could do a simple task correct. Because surely Zora wanted someone by his side who could contribute as much as he did. Surely. So why was he-
“Hey babydoll?”
You looked up, and saw him standing there, having placed his hand onto your shoulder.
His eyes were deep, calm blue. Clear and yet deep blue. And there was worry in them. That was when you realized that you were crying and looked away while wrapping your arms around yourself.
He sighed, and rubbed the back of his head. “Sorry about the tone,” he said. “Didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, and… I’m happy to eat whatever you make,” he tried but the consolation fell short, given how he had started cooking in your place.
You curled around yourself a bit more, without really meaning to, but you did. In any case.
“Come here,” he said while pulling you into an embrace.
Seconds ticked away for a while as he just held you, and the dinner was slowly cooking on the stove.
“If you want me to stay out of it, you need to just tell me, y’know? I know that I can be too harsh, and… And… I try to not be.”
He was trying to help you get better. But he could be a wee bit of a jerk about it at times.
“We both know I can be a real ass jerk,” he said with a hint of amusement, trying to make you laugh.
And it worked. “But you’re my jerk,” you replied with a hint of a giggle in your tone.
“That I am,” he replied. “And I hope you never need to get sick of me,” he continued while pulling away just enough to wipe your tears away.
You gave him a small smile as a reply to his careful one, and went back to cooking, together.
Nacht
Nacht had been a loner for most of his life. Someone who travelled down his own path without caring what everyone else thought. And it had made him someone who spoke directly about anything and everything he deemed to be topical to say.
Though he could also be harsh. Granted that he was the harshest to himself, but still. His directness could be harsh, and you both knew it.
He tried not to be, to you. He tried to treat you with the kindness that you deserved. He tried to treat you with the respect that you ought to be treated with. But sometimes, he failed.
Though watching him scold the Bulls for their shenanigans yet again, you didn’t think that he was trying all that hard to be constructive. Maybe he just wanted them to be efficient during missions, because that would drive the squad forward the best. ‘Not to be wasteful of energy’, or something like that.
“You could try going easier on them,” you told him later on when it was just the two of you. “Be kinder.”
“Kindness is a weakness,” he scoffed. “And Yami has let them slack off enough already which will get them killed. Only a fool would go easy on them.”
You stopped, thinking about what he had just said. Because you were going easy with the rest of the Bulls. You were kind to them. And Nacht. So… so.
You couldn’t help but think that Nacht had, there and then, revealed what he really thought of you. Though it wasn’t directed at you, he had been, still, indirectly talking about you too. Basically he had called you weak and stupid.
Basically.
Which made your eyes turn to the ground as you bit down your molars and tried to will away the tears that were climbing to your eyes. Because you shouldn’t have taken such an off-hand comment that wasn’t even said to you, to the heart in such a way but… But. It had struck a nerve in you.
“Hm? What is it?” He asked, having stopped and turned around to look at you, as if he hadn’t realized what he had said.
“So you think that I’m dumb and weak?” You asked with bitterness lacing your tone as the tears finally glazed over your eyes, but didn’t roll down quite yet.
“That isn’t what I said,” he argued, now facing you fully and taking a few steps closer to you.
“But I am letting them off easier and I am being kind to them. So. If being kind and letting them have a breather is-“
“You’re not responsible for them.”
“Neither are you!” Now tears ran, but you didn’t look at him.
You didn’t look, and he said nothing.
Surely, he could have argued that as a vice captain he was more or less responsible, but not to the same extent as Yami. And at the end of the day, all the Bulls were responsible for themselves. So, he didn’t need to care about what they did with their time. Really.
“You are not weak and stupid,” he said while taking you by the hand. “Quite the contrary,” he admitted. “And I shouldn’t have spoken so carelessly.”
He sounded like he was speaking out a ready made dialogue of a noble man that he used to be. But you supposed that he hadn’t needed to comfort anyone lately either. If ever. If he had ever needed to comfort anyone. Even himself, since he had denied such a thing from himself.
But he could see how the ready made dialogue wasn’t doing it. The words might have been there, but the sentiment wasn’t.
“Darling?” He whispered, while moving again a little bit closer to you. “I’m sorry,” he said while summoning his shadows and tugging you, as if to ask to come along with him. To which you nodded, and he transported you both to your bedroom.
As you stood there, in the sanctity of the room with the door closed, he finally wrapped his arms around you and held you close. “You are not weak. Or stupid,” he repeated. This time the tone was one that sounded genuine, caring, insisting. “I’m sorry for insinuating it.”
You nodded and returned the embrace.
“It’s simply that… not being prepared can get people killed…” there was a reason, in there, why he would remind you of such a thing.
“But people need to live too.” And there was no arguing over it. Because life was meant to be lived.
Not even he could deny it. “They do…” he admitted while holding you closer in his arms.
And it was in that embrace that you could feel his heartbeat, his remorse and regret. But most importantly, you could feel how he did love you. Because he did. With his entire heart and soul.
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yellowgreendinno · 2 months
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Chomp!☆゚⁠.⁠*⁠・⁠。゚
How the Squad Captains react to you biting them out of nowhere!!
Nozel Silva, Fuegoleon Vermillion, Yami Sukehiro, William Vangance,
A/N: Expressing love through chomps is okay too!! Love n' sparkles!!💗✨
☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☽☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾
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Expectance: well... he has to be VERY absent-minded to be caught off-guard. But if you do? OHOHOHOHO, get ready to be either punched out of instinct, a loud chirp, or a small blush. or a LOUD moan.
Biting rate: I'd say this man is a nice 7/10, 8/10 if flexing. A good chomp.
Best places to nibble: E👏VERY👏WHERE👏. Fingers, earlobe, cheeks, you MIGHT get him to blush and look away if you give his nose a little chomp <3. if you nibble on his jawline or lower neck just take your clothes off.
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Expectance: The first time you did it, he got really surprised, he didn't expect it. Now, if you try hard you can give him a surprise chomp, but will be quite hard. When you do bite him, he'll give a smol jUMP, but not much.
Biting rate: THIS MAN IS AN AMAZING CHOMP FIGHT ME. 9/10, because yeah, HOWEVER if you bite his biceps while he's flexing, solid ∞/10. can you feel my mouth watering rn?
Best places to nibble: his BICEPSSSSSS DEAR LORDS ABOVE, his throat, and his nape. HIS NOSE.
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Expectance: FUCKING IMPOSSIBLE. he knows what you're gonna do, he can even feel you licking your teeth. You only bite him because he lets you.
Biting rate: I feel like he's a very good chomp, Fuego looks tastier tho- Imma give him a 9/10, 10/10 when flexing.
Best places to nibble: HIS CHEST, HIS NECK, HIS ABS, his BICEPS- if you chomp on his thighs just put the collar on already
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Expectance: NOP, you can bite him a million times and he'll NEVER EVER expect it. Lowkey glad he has his mask on bc he'll blush HARD.
Biting rate: a 6/10 when flexing, 9/10 when not. I JUST BET HE'S SO SOFT.
Best places to nibble: his chEEKS AAA-. His neck, and his lil' nose, I love this goofy ball so much. If you chomp perfectly well on that spot on the middle of his neck and shoulder, HOHOHO MARRY CHRISTMAS he'll whimper, and I bet that's so cute.
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arcanestage · 1 year
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THESE ALLERGIES! THESE FEELINGS!
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characters: yuno / fuegoleon / nozel x gn!reader
summary: you keep having these brief but pretty intense allergic reactions when they come near you and perhaps the only cure is to confess and tell them about your feelings. (antihistamines won’t work sorry!)
a/n: inspired by marta cabrera from knives out (2019) where she literally vomits every time she tells a lie. this is 100% crack like i don’t even know what is going on
also hello sorry i haven't posted anything since *checks notes* january of last year ok anyways enjoy!
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yuno
the exact moment you felt your heart beating erratically every time you look at yuno, you knew it was over for you. you were in love and hated every second of it.
it started out as harmless little sneezes with you sniffing every now and then. but then as the days went by, your symptoms started to become bothersome and pretty intense. intense in a way that mere eye contact with him would set off your allergies. crazy, right?
at one of your missions, he flew right beside you on the way to the location. you sneezed so hard you fell off of your broom. yuno, of course, having lightning speed reflexes, swooped you up before you could hit the ground.
these feelings of yours will get you killed quite literally.
the very close proximity to him, however, triggered a massive wave of sneezing.
“y/n, are you alright?”
“fine, fine.” you waved him off with your hand. “must be the awful weather.”
you were so embarrassed you couldn’t even look at him. you needed to look unbothered though, so you got up but felt pretty lightheaded and with knees wobbling. yuno grasped your forearm to try and steady you.
“t-thanks,” you reeled back, suddenly feeling something itchy. true enough, rashes were forming on the area on your forearm where yuno had touched.
you muttered curses under your breath. yuno said nothing but was quite worried upon seeing you distressed.
you took a deep breath and clasped your hands together. “you can go on and catch up with the rest of the gang. i’ll just fly back to the base and get some rest,”
“let me accompany you th—”
“NO!” you blurted out a little too loudly.
“no,” you say again, this time more composed.
“okay,” he said, ever so stoically, and then handed you your broom. “page me if you need anything,”
what are you, my boyfriend? you thought.
“what?”
so you might’ve said that out loud. whoops!
you pretended not to hear and instead tried to mount yourself on your broom. yuno is usually not one to pry or meddle into other people’s business. unfortunately for you, today is not that day.
“y/n.” he grabbed ahold of your wrist. “what did you mean by that?”
you pulled your hand back out of reflex but yuno’s grip only tightened.
rashes were forming on your wrist and they were starting to get itchy. you sighed really loudly.
“it means that you are not my boyfriend and therefore not required to act so concerned about me,” you huffed, your impatience growing each second. “can i go now?”
yuno glitched for a minute; no movement, no reply, nothing. he was still holding onto your hand but you felt his grip loosen.
“do you…” he hesitated for a bit. “do you want me to be… your boyfriend?”
oh you felt like you were going to be sick.
much to your horror (and yuno’s), you were caught up in a seemingly neverending loop of sneezing.
yuno kind of panicked, the shock very much evident in his features.
“let me call mimosa. i’m sure th—”
“no it’s okay! *sneeze* i know how to stop it,”
“okay. how can i be of help then?”
“just… listen,”
a slight pause and then…
“i like you. more than squadmates, more than even being friends. i wanna be with you but like if you aren’t into me that way then that’s cool too like i’d be okay with us being friends i guess—” you rambled nonstop, stumbling over your words.
before you could continue, yuno suddenly pulled you into his arms. you were pretty shocked at first but soon relaxed and let yourself melt into his embrace. he was so warm.
after a few moments, he finally released you. he cupped your cheek and looked at you ever so fondly. “let me repeat. do you want me to be your boyfriend?”
“yes,” you whispered then proceeded to close the gap between your lips and his.
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fuegoleon
never in a million years did you think you’d develop feelings for this man.
you admired fuegoleon from afar like any of your squad mates would. every time he was around, you would subtly stare at him because let’s face it he’s good to look at! most of your squadmates admired him in a way that differs from yours but hey, they’re admiration all the same.
apart from being super good looking, he had an equally amazing personality too, reinforcing your infatuation with him all the more.
so now, the mere sight of him makes you feel sick — the butterflies wreaking havoc in your stomach non-metaphorically. you couldn't believe that a MAN could possibly have this much effect on you. you'd been so in denial for a few days, ignoring whatever feelings you were harboring for him. it was manageable at first. but then your darned body started to react violently in the form of allergies.
you and your team were summoned by fuegoleon for a post-mission report. while your other member was giving out theirs, you suddenly sneezed.
“s-sorry,” you apologized immediately, covering your face in embarrassment.
fuegoleon chuckled. “what a cute sneeze, y/n.”
your life has never been the same after that. these allergies of yours were so bad that sometimes you could feel your throat tighten seemingly not being able to breathe.
all these over a man? CRAZY
you were afraid of dying so you tried as best you could to avoid atleast being in the same room as him. every thing was going well until…
“y/n!”
your friend made their way over to you during lunch break. they seem so giddy, like a toddler with too much sugar consumption.
“y/n, how come i never see you anymore?”
“well we somehow never get shuffled into the same team lately,” you laughed.
which was obviously a lie. you had always been in missions spearheaded by fuegoleon himself but ever since The Thing happened, you always begged off from anything with fuegoleon in them.
"i miss being team mates with you!" your friend sulked. "even captain fuegoleon notices your absence,"
you almost choked. the butterflies in your stomach were going feral.
"yeah, he's always looking for you. y/n this, y/n that."
needless to say, this whole ordeal changed your life yet again. so instead of being a pussy for eternity, you thought about telling him. no, you WERE going to tell him.
you lingered for a bit outside his office, suddenly not as confident as you were 5 minutes ago. but before you could completely chicken out, the door swung open revealing a startled fuegoleon.
"y/n, i didn't expect to see you here. did you need to discuss something with me?"
you stood there as frozen as a block of ice. you couldn't breathe, you couldn't say anything.
"y/n? is there something wrong?"
"no, i just...i--"
fuck it, you thought
"i'm here to tell you that i like you. that is all."
(that was embarrassing and did not go as planned but atleast you're now free from those dreadful allergies.)
you were about to run off but before you could move your feet, fuegoleon spoke up.
"you know," he cleared his throat, as if he was preparing to say something embarrassing. "i find myself thinking about you a lot these past few days,"
the allergies may have gone, but the butterflies were still there.
"oh. that's... that's nice?"
he said nothing. an uncomfortable silence then proceeded to fill the space between you.
"so um, is this the part where you tell me you like me but not enough to be in a relationship with me?"
"no, no. not at all. this is the part where i ask you out on a date." he chuckled. "forgive me for my silence, i was trying to think of places i could take you to for our dates,"
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nozel
it would be a lie to say that you didn’t look up to nozel. you’ve occasionally worked with him in a couple of missions and your relationship sprouted for nothing to casual hi-hello’s when passing by each other around the silver eagles headquarters. sometimes you’d notice him looking at you, his eyes lingering more than you think they should. that or you could be delusional or maybe even hallucinating.
the thing about him is that he notices EVERYTHING. he is quite perceptive, a characteristic fit for a captain of a well-renowned squad in the kingdom. so when you started showing up at his office looking sick, he was concerned.
“y/n, you look quite ill.” he put his pen down and frowned. “and you have rashes all over your face. have you had those checked?”
he got up and made his way to you to inspect your face. the closer he got, the itchier your face felt.
and when his fingertips touched your chin to tilt your head up little? you felt like you were about to combust, your heart banging around inside your ribcage.
that’s when you knew that your rashes were triggered by no less than nozel (and your feelings for him).
you backed up a little, a shaky laugh coming out of your mouth. “i-i should go and get this checked like you said, captain.”
with that, you sprinted out the door and headed towards your room. as if on cue, your rashes disappeared. you dusted yourself off as if nothing happened and continued with your day praying you won’t run into nozel by the corridors.
the whole afternoon went by without a hitch with you successfully avoiding nozel… or so you thought.
you were finishing up your last chore for the day aka cleaning up one of the rooms in the headquarters when suddenly someone entered the room.
you’d been sneezing like crazy a few minutes before that someone entered the room. you knew it was him.
“y/n—”
“DON’T come any closer,” you spun around and held up your broom menacingly.
in his list of things he did not expect to occur today this was at the top. he was stunned, and gave you a “what is WRONG with you” look then proceeded to just roll with it.
“i do not know why you’re acting this way but i came by to ask about how your check up with the doctor went. hopefully those rashes of yours don’t pose any serious threat to your health?”
“they’re just allergies,” you quickly responded, still hypervigilant, watching him like he was a predator on the loose.
nozel ignored whatever the hell was going on with you and took a step forward.
you took a step back.
nozel quirked an eyebrow up. “are you perhaps in a delirious state because of your illness?”
“what? no!”
“bitten by a rabid animal?”
“NO!”
“then wh—”
“okay fine! i’m so in love with you and it’s making me sick!!!”
in the same list of things he did not expect to happen today, this was second. he was — yet again — stunned to say the least.
he was silent too. so silent you swear you could hear your confession echoing through the room.
after realizing he had spaced out for a while, he cleared his throat. you knew he was embarrassed.
“come have dinner with me at 7 o’clock. wear something nice,”
as turned around to leave, you caught a glimpse of his cheek and giggled. he was blushing.
guess that's enough proof that he likes you too!
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koneko-pi · 1 year
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You spoil me rotten koneko
What if Fuegoleon x wife s/o telling him she's pregnant? Just all kinds of headcannons about how he is during the pregnancy and labour and how he is after with the baby? Imagine Fuego having a soft and pudgy little daughter😭(ft. Disgusted but happy nozel at how mushy Fuego is being)
I'm still getting used to the whole head cannon concept! I think this came out as a weird inbetween of headcannon and fanfic but i hope you like it nonetheless!
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Female S/O x Fuegoleon
Innocent headcannons
900+ word count
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Telling Fuegoleon was fun. The most fun you have probably had in a long time. He was really good about surprises, and smart enough that you could actually play little tricks for him to think about, and watching the look on his face as he figured it out made it just as much fun for you as it had been for him.
A while back, when you two had first gotten married, you had bought two small lion stuffed toys. You weren't a child of course but they had your heart immediately when you saw them in that store window, so you snatched them up and brought them to your husband. You joked about how one was you and the other was him, a lion and lioness pair. He appreciated the gesture and gift of course and ever since the two toys had sat neatly and tidy on the guest couch within his office.
Now almost a full year later you were skipping excitedly down the hall of the Crimson lions base to get to his office, a small paper bag gripped tightly in your hands.
You'd greet a few of the squad mates who greeted you back, some jokingly calling you their Crimson Lion Queen.
Inside the office Fuegoleon would be surprised about your visit. You'd quickly close the door so the others wouldn't eavesdrop, and he happily greeted you with a kiss on the cheek.
"What brings you here, my love?" He would ask you. While he did adore your visits there was also the understanding this was work time and he had his image to uphold as a strict captain.
"I'm just bringing this here!" You held the bag up, and he in turn would raise an eyebrow in confusion. "I was too excited to wait for you to come home. Besides, it belongs here!" You spun around. He would hear the sounds of the bag as you pulled something out, made your way to his couch and put something down.
He joined you and saw you had added a smaller lion toy to the pair that had already made their home in the corner of the sofa.
"A third one?" He asked curiously.
"That's right!" You nodded confidently. "It felt appropriate."
He continued to look confused. "But why would we need a third one?" Was it Leopold, who else could it be? After all there was you, him and the third was-
It suddenly dawned on him. His eyes went wide and your grin grew wider too as you watched him. He had figured it out. His head whipped to face you and the excitement brimming from your body was all the answer he needed. He snatched you up so fast and all the mages in the base could hear your excited laughter.
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Your first pregnancy was not easy. And Fuegoleon went above and beyond to take care of you. His squad was understanding and helped fill the void that was created by his more regular absences now.
You found yourself weaker and more tired. Your body would ache all over and for most of it you found yourself bed ridden. But it wasn't as bad as it could have been, Fuegoleon stayed with you as much as he could. Leaving for work later on days he went in, and coming back as soon as he could. He would use his magic arm to alleviate the sore muscles of your back, feet or cramping in your stomach. His gentle heat was such a blessing.
He would eat his meals with you in the room, and even do his paperwork in bed. And while it wasn't ideal you still appreciated the hard work he did trying to stay with you. Just his presence alone was a blessing, as not all nobles would bother to go this far for their spouses.
And contradictory to other nobles again once the Little bundle of joy came into the world Fuegoleon spent all the time he could with her. He didn't hire a nanny or anything like it, he wanted to spend time with you and his daughter.
The nights were rough, the little girl screaming at the top of her lungs early in the morning, but that was not something that would deter Fuegoleon. The ever dutiful husband would take care of her issues, even if it meant sitting up for hours at a time in the middle of the night so that she would calm down. Sometimes it was ONLY with him she would finally fall back asleep, as the heat he naturally generated gently lulled her into a drowsy and safe space.
He would lay with her on the bed, play with her and talk to her about his day or all the great things she could have someday, as he would give her whatever she wanted. Within reason of course. Tell her to be careful of Mereoleona but Leopold was ok. Little baby would kick her feet with happy giggles, not understanding a word Fuegoleon was saying but be excited nonetheless and it brought the biggest smile to his face.
He was not the kind of man to bring her to work, but that did not stop friends, family and squad mates from stopping by to congratulate you and see your baby girl.
Nozel would even visit, on account that Fuegoleon would talk often about the little girl he had just had and loved to spoil. Watching Fuegoleon pace around the room, bouncing his baby and talking nonsense to her to make her giggle was a whole new side that Nozel never wanted to see.
Fuegoleon would insist Nozel should hold her but, for his own reasons, Nozel declined. Settling for just watching his friend be soft with the happy little lion cub in his arms. And then mildly disgusted watching the prideful and manly captain being so gushy with the baby. Is this what parenthood is like?
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taelqn · 6 days
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SPLIT OBSESSION…
WARNINGS: SFW + GENDER NEUTRAL READER + HEADCANONS + MANIPULATION (MOSTLY LUCIUS’S PART) + YANDERE THEMES + OVERALL? PRETTY TOXIC
CHARACTERS: Yandere!Julius Novachrono + Yandere!Lucius Zogratis
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☘︎ “Time itself bends to my will, but my heart bends only to you.”
Julius's devotion to you knows no bounds—he sees you as a divine blessing, a gift bestowed on him from the heavens to complement his role as an exceptional Wizard King. His infatuation with you is unwavering, and he always finds a way to be by your side, metaphorically if not physically, as if he can't bear to be apart from you even for a moment.
Wherever you go, he goes.
Yes, he’s the Wizard King. Yes, he’s got all the power. Yes, he’s aware of what he can do. But he’d rather follow you around and learn along the way. He wants to know more about you—mind, body, and soul. How long does it take for you to finish your breakfast? What color are your eyes in the sunlight? What types of dreams do you have? What secrets do you keep hidden in the depths of your soul? How delicate is the skin on your neck? How does your voice sound when you're half asleep?
Do you know what this means? This means that you have little to no privacy when it comes to Julius. Do you know that audio that goes like, “This is Bob. Bob loves his personal space. This is Larry. Larry also loves Bob’s personal space.” You could say that the audio describes your relationship with Julius, with you being Bob and Larry being Julius. He’s always going to have either an arm resting on your hip or a hand gently yet firmly holding yours—he’s literally never going to get off you. The man is looming over you 24/7.
You can complain however much you’d like, but you’re never going to get him off of you. And yes, he will be hurt by your complaints, depending on how severe they are, of course. For instance, if you were to start complaining about him being too possessive, he'd respond, “I only want to protect what's most precious to me. Please, let me protect you. Is that too much to ask for?” Without even knowing it, he’ll give you puppy eyes while saying this.
And do not, under any circumstances, try to make him out to be the bad guy. He’s literally the Clover Kingdom’s most beloved, the Wizard King himself—do you have any idea how delusional you look and sound trying to convince others that Julius is a lovesick freak? Should you find yourself alone with Julius after such accusations, the consequences may not be favorable.
Don’t worry, the consequences won’t be too extreme—depending on how you take it, at least. It’s more mental than physical. No matter how much you rebel against him and his overwhelming love for you, he’ll never physically harm you. No, no, that’s a huge no for him. Instead, he’ll employ his Restraining Magic as a consequence, with the duration depending on the severity of your actions. That's the extent of his disciplinary measures—he believes in maintaining order with a gentle but firm hand. Thats it. That’s the farthest he’ll ever go when it comes to choosing what the consequences of your actions will be.
Did I mention that Julius's presence ensures you'll never know pain again? As I mentioned before, he's constantly by your side, holding you in some way. However, even when he's not physically with you, it's highly likely that he's nearby, using his Transformation Magic to disguise himself as someone else. While he once dedicated his time to exploring new magic, now much of it is spent keeping a watchful eye on you. If you find yourself in harm's way, whether you notice it or not, Julius will subtly intervene to ensure your safety—his actions designed to protect you without drawing attention to himself.
Julius isn't one to revel in manipulation, especially when it comes to you, his cherished darling. While his possessiveness may be apparent in private moments between the two of you, he doesn't derive any satisfaction from playing with people's emotions, least of all yours. However, there are times when he may inadvertently manipulate you, almost instinctively, without even realizing it.
Julius may have fleeting moments of self-awareness regarding his obsession with you, but he quickly dismisses them, convinced that his actions are justified by his profound love for you. In his mind, he sees himself as the hero of your love story, driven by the noble intention of protecting you and ensuring that you end up with the right man—himself.
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♤ “I'll mold you into the perfect partner for our new era.”
To Lucius, you represent the pinnacle of humanity's potential—an embodiment of his vision for the perfect human. He firmly believes that you're not just an individual but a vessel for his plan, a canvas upon which he can paint his vision of greatness. It's a perspective that highlights his obsession with you, driving him to pursue his goal of remaking humanity with relentless determination.
Wherever he goes, you go.
Unlike Julius, who prefers having himself glued to you, it’s the opposite with Lucius—he’d have you glued to him. The unsettling part is that you might not even realize it until you're deep in the throes of despair, at the lowest point life can offer. Should you choose to submit to him, everything will seemingly be fine. However, if you dare to resist, Lucius will leisurely dismantle every aspect of your life, piece by piece, until you find yourself running back to him, consumed by despair and longing for the stability he offers. It's a dark and twisted game he plays, manipulating circumstances to ensure that the only solace you find is in his arms.
Speaking of manipulating, this man can be a monster when it comes to manipulating you. He sometimes uses it as both a consequence for you and for his own amusement. When it's for entertainment, he won't be too harsh—after all, it's just for his own enjoyment, seeking a reaction from you. However, when manipulation is a consequence, he employs a charming yet sinister approach that makes it seem like it's your fault. His manipulation can be a form of punishment disguised as charm, making you question yourself in the process.
Lucius's penetrating gaze leaves no room for complaints, instantly grounding you in reality and highlighting his superiority. Even if you possess qualities that could challenge him, like strength or power, Lucius effortlessly strips you of them, akin to a parent swiftly removing a hazardous object from a child's hands. Yeah, the man literally humbles you and puts you in your place. Faced with his formidable presence, you realize the futility of opposing him—a battle you would undoubtedly lose.
Lucius's approach to consequences veers away from physical harm, instead favoring mind-breaking tactics that aim to leave you in a state of despair. The most he might do in terms of physical harm is use a firm, tight grip to elicit a reaction from you. However, his preferred method is isolation—a deliberate strategy intended to break down your mind and wear out your spirit. Through prolonged isolation, he hopes to instill a sense of dependency, gradually chipping away at your will until you come to realize that you need him—a chilling and calculated approach designed to ensure that your thoughts and desires align with his own.
In my very first post, I mentioned how Lucius is powerful and influential, capable of sending a few clones to keep an eye on you, and also capable of seeing into various timelines, using it as foresight to protect you. This all still remains true, with some nuances. Naturally, he goes to great lengths to ensure your safety. However, he also closely monitors your behavior, making sure you're always on your best behavior—meaning no attempts to defy him, escape, or, worst of all, run into another man's arms.
Lucius enjoys using his magic attributes to intimidate you, sometimes even using them as warnings. In your close relationships with siblings, friends, or anyone else, he might "jokingly" mention how he could use his Soul Magic on them. The ambiguity of his words leaves you uncertain whether he's joking or not, but out of fear, you refrain from asking him directly. You can't shake the feeling that one day he might just nod with that smug smirk of his, as if there's nothing wrong with his ominous remarks.
No matter how hard you try to paint him as lovesick, Lucius remains unfazed. In fact, he finds it amusing how you attempt to cast him as the obsessive one, as he knows fully well that he can easily turn the tables. He's confident that you'll eventually be the one running back to him as if you were the obsessive one all along, and if you don’t, he’ll make you. And if anyone dares to confront him about it, he couldn't care less. He's the one in control, deciding what he wants and what happens to you, and who's going to challenge his authority?
Once Lucius achieves his goal of transforming everyone into their "true" forms and ascends as the Final Wizard King, you'll find yourself entwined in his plans. Whether you're a willing participant or not, he envisions you ruling by his side. It's a future where resistance seems futile and where your choices may be limited to compliance or defiance. In essence, you’re screwed.
While writing for Lucius’s part, I just got the amazing idea of writing Lucius with a s/o with anti-magic…🙂‍↕️ maybe, who knows. I think I need to write more for Zenon, Dante, and Vanica.
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lyranova · 9 months
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Hey could I ask for headcanon on asta, liebe, yuno falling in love with someone!?
Hiya anon! Of course you may and I hope you all enjoy~!
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Yuno:
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• Wouldn’t understand what he was feeling to be honest. He thought it was normal for your heart to race when you saw someone you liked.
• But after analyzing his feelings for a bit, and noticing that his heart only raced around you, did he realize that this was far from normal! At first he tried to deny it was love, but after doing some research and hearing others talk that’s all he could think it was.
• He would talk to the others about it to try and confirm his theory. At first the others began to tease him and poke fun at him being in love, but once they were done they began to ask him questions and give him heartfelt advice.
• He would listen gratefully and would put some of the advice into practice. Not all of it since some of the advice was bad or just…wasn’t really him!
• He would finally go looking for you so you two could talk. He would stand there quietly while he gathered his thoughts, no matter how hard he tried he just couldn’t find the right words to express how he felt. Finally he just came out with it and told you that he loved you, you were surprised but happy because you felt the same way! Much to Yuno’s relief.
Asta:
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• Asta would find his new feelings confusing at first!
• Suddenly everything you normally did looked so different, and the way you smiled or laughed would make his heart skip a beat and sounded like music to his ears.
• He thought it would go away with time, or his normal feelings would return. But when they didn’t he grew concerned and went to the experts when it came to feelings: Finral and Vanessa.
• After Asta explained what was going on Finral and Vanessa would get grins on their faces and would tease him for a bit before telling him that he was in love with you. At first he would laugh and deny it, but after a minute of thinking it over he realized that they were right!
• Asta would get some heartfelt advice from Finral and Vanessa before he’d go looking for you. He would go outside and grab a fistful of flowers before presenting them to you and proudly declaring his love for you. You were surprised but would laugh before you told him you felt the same!
Liebe:
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• Would be a combination of Yuno and Asta. He would be confused and wouldn’t understand what he was feeling!
• He would deny, deny, deny that he had feelings for you! I mean, he was a devil and you were…well, you! You were perfect, kind, sweet, you were practically an angel!
• He would keep his distance from you while hoping that would help make his feelings go away. But that had the opposite effect. His feelings for you only grew while you were apart!
• Asta would notice this and would ask him what was wrong, and Liebe would reluctantly agree and begin to tell him what was going on. Asta would listen patiently before easily telling him that Liebe was in love with you. Again Liebe tried to deny it, but the more Asta talked the more convinced he became.
• After Liebe became convinced he eventually sought you out. He couldn’t wait to think of some grand confession, he had to tell you how he felt *now*! He would find you and try to tell you about his feelings but would stumble and falter since he isn’t very good with words and expressing himself. But you would catch on to what he was saying and would tell him that you felt the same way!
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loosesodamarble · 5 months
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Hi soda , I love your Nacht x reader headcanons. I have a request. How would nacht feel and react if his s/o wakes him up by peppering him with kisses.
Aaaaawwwww~! Thank you very much, Anon! I'm glad there are Nacht lovers out there who enjoy the Nacht love that I put out! And I'm more than happy to write a little more!
Thank you for your patience on this ask. I hope you, and anyone else who finds this post, enjoy these Nacht x reader thoughts.
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Waking Nacht Faust with kisses
To be honest, I headcanon Nacht as sleeping like the dead. Once he's asleep, he's still as a stone and not easy to wake.
Nacht's s/o has asked if it's some kind of effect from his devil contracts and he'd say that it isn't. He's just always been that way.
The only things that can wake him are either just naturally stirring awake, being thrown out of bed, or an incredible loud sound directly to his ears.
So when it comes to morning kisses, Nacht's s/o would have to patiently wait for him to rouse before they started any kind of affection.
(Unless his s/o wants to kiss Nacht for a good fifteen minutes while he's still asleep. But where's the fun in that?/lh)
Once they get the first sign of Nacht waking, usually it's a small groan or his face scrunching up, then it begins.
There's always a "good morning" whispered first so Nacht knows that it's his partner greeting him.
After that greeting comes a little kiss to his temple, followed by a trail of little pecks along his jawline.
His s/o probably has a hand on his chest or caressing the other side of his face. Regardless, Nacht, even in his groggy, just-woken-up state would be able find their hand and hold it with his own.
Nacht would let out a little sound, something between a sigh and a chuckle.
He would just let his s/o continue to kiss him. He's learned that rejecting affection doesn't do anyone good. It hurts his lover's feelings and makes him feel lonely.
Although, maybe if Nacht woke up feeling like a tease, he'd intentionally turn away from his s/o and make them "chase" him a little to give more kisses. Playing hard to get once in a while keeps things from getting boring in the relationship.
A smooch on the cheek. Feather-light kisses on his forehead. Maybe a little peck on the tip of his nose if his s/o is feeling especially playful.
His s/o would be ready to kiss Nacht on the lips, only for him to put his hand between their faces.
Nacht, fully awake at that point (probably was fully awake earlier but only showing it now), would look at his s/o with a slight chiding expression.
"How very sweet of you. But the taste of morning breath certainly wouldn't be," he would remark.
"Mine or yours?" his partner would ask in reply. It's only a joke, both know that.
Once the couple have done their morning routine, only then would Nacht kiss his partner on the lips.
"With that, I'm truly ready for the day," Nacht would say with a smile, the kind of smile he reserves for his s/o alone.
Even when he's not woken with kisses, Nacht wants his partner to know that he loves being able to wake up with their presence next to him.
The occasional kissing wake up call just makes morning a little sweeter.
And, because Nacht wants the good to be rewarded, he'll find a way to turn the tables and be the one giving the wake up kisses sometime in the future.
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wifeofnozelsilva · 2 years
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How'd they react to their S/O telling them they are pregnant HC
Pairings: William × F! Reader, Fuegoleon × F!reader, Nozel × F!reader
Warnings: None
William Vangeance
This man would just look at his S/O for almost 2 minutes with wide eyes
He'll then look at his S/O's belly, finally sensing a tiny amount of mana that was radiating from it
With that, tears would start to fall down his eyes and hugs his S/O♡
Please, this man is so precious (இдஇ; )
He would pepper his S/O with kisses on their face, holding their face with gentleness, and repeatedly muttering thank yous and iloveyous to them ૧(ꂹີωꂹີૂ)
He wouldn't stop crying (´༎ຶ ͜ʖ ༎ຶ `)♡
"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much.. I love you so much."
Fuegoleon Vermillion
You know that Pikachu meme? Yeah. That was what he looked like when his S/O told him they are pregnant
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This right here👆
Once he snapped out of his trace, he would carry his S/O from their waist and spin them around like in those romance movies ʚ♡⃛ɞ(ू•ᴗ•ू❁)
He would be beaming with so much happiness(*´˘`*)♡
He would kiss every, and I mean EVERY spot of his S/O's face with so much love♡♡
Then he would kneel down to the ground, his face facing his S/O's belly
He'll first kiss their belly and talks to the baby ❀(*´▽`*)❀
"Thank you, my love. I swear in the Vermillion name, I WILL take care of you and our baby."
Nozel Silva
He have 3 younger siblings
And he was all there with his mother when he realized that she was pregnant
So he already knew that his S/O is pregnant before they could even tell him
Smart man✧(。•̀ᴗ-)✧
When his S/O told him they were pregnant, his reply was "I already knew from the beginning, dear. "
Let's go back in time for a bit
The moment he realized you were pregnant, he felt so relieved that you weren't sick or have any disease. But he also felt happy and he was scared
He was scared that maybe, he might treat his child like how he used to treat Noelle (。•́︿•̀。)
But those thoughts were pushed away when he kept repeating to himself that he is changed man
With that, he started to feel happy and grateful that he's going to be a father ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)♡
He would pull his S/O into a hug, his hold on them was gentle and secured
He'll kiss his S/O's forehead and would look into their eyes with so much love. (*´︶`*)ฅ♡
"I swear to you, Dear, that I would love this child with all of my heart."
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kyokutsu-sama · 19 days
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Headcanons
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"How they apologize after an argument"
A/n: I remember of writing some headcanons with the same topic for the Bleach captains but now I'm going to write the same topic for Black Clover captains. I'm so in love with them❤️
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Yami:
Yami can be all brute and intimidating but he also recognizes when he messes up and regrets it, especially when he knows he hurt you in some way.
Sometimes he is stubborn and this becomes an obstacle for both of you when you're trying to solve something, he wants to be the master of reason just because he's the captain and thinks he can do things alone. This makes you believe that he's being arrogant, putting you aside like that.
(But the fact is that he actually just tried to protect you so that you wouldn't do anything that would put you in danger)
"Baby, please don't overreact, I'm just--" "Don't talk to me until you change your attitude" You replied, walking past him without even looking at his face
He starts to realize that you're taking the silent treatment too seriously and starts doing all kinds of things to get your attention, which don't lead to anything.
He thinks you're thinking about breaking up with him and this makes him drink twice as much, which leads him to arrive at the hq more drunk than usual.
You start to realize this and you start to worry too, even if you don't admit it.
On one of those nights he arrives at the hq very drunk and sees you in the living room and hugs you from behind, staying like that for a moment while you feel his heavy sighs against the crook of your neck.
"I'm sorry if I was hard on you, I just want to protect you. Please don't give me the silent treatment, it breaks my little heart" He whispered against your ear and you sighed before turning to face him "I accept your apology, you dramatic" You slapped his chest and smiled
This man was much more relieved after you forgave him. It was as if his little heart regenerated.
Fuegoleon:
I'm sure if you two argued Mereoleona would take action and beat him up because she's on your side🤭
Sometimes Fuegoleon is too serious and too strict, more than he should be and that stresses you out.
"I'm not going to have this conversation with you again, do as you wish" You left his office, angry "Y/n, wait, I just--" He got up from the chair but you slammed the door
He doesn't want to lose you nor does he want to see you upset with him but he also doesn't want to put pressure on you.
"Mereoleona is gonna kill me if she finds out about this" His first thought
He then calms down and choose to give you space, however, he always wants to know how you are and that's why he orders the servants to deliver flowers to you and also order that the meals be taken to your room.
You recognized that all that princess treatment was Fuegoleon's work to apologize.
However, one day he went to the room where you had been sleeping these days and sat on the mattress next to you and try sorted things out.
"Honey, I'm sorry if I spoke that way. It's been so much that sometimes I don't even know how to separate my personal self from my professional self and with that I ended up hurting you"He confessed with his head down but you hugged him "It's okay, love, we all make mistakes. I accept your apology and thank you for the flowers, by the way" You thanked him and he smiled hugging you
The captain of the Crimson Lions felt much better and promised you and himself that he would change.
William :
Seriously, I don't see how there could be an argument with this man because he's so cute and so gentle.Aghhh...I want a man like him now😫
But if by chance you and him disagree about something and it gets serious, It will be very difficult for him to deal with the situation.
"William, I'm sorry but this matter is going too far" You left the room "Y/n, come here, please listen..." William went to the door but you closed it and he sighed, feeling helpless
He refuses to see you walk past him and not talk to him, he refuses to see you doing your life and not being able to be by your side. It's as if you two became strangers and that touches his heart.
Even if you didn't want to clarify things yet, he uses his magic to create beautiful bouquets of flowers and leave them on your bedroom door, just like the captain above. You can't hold back your smile at the cute action every morning when you come across the flowers right at your feet
One day, you were at the bedroom window watching the group of the magic knights of the golden dawn enter through the front door and William also accompanied them. It had been a while since you two spoke, but you just wanted him to walk through the bedroom door so you two could talk.
And to your surprise, he did.
"Y/n, I came here to resolve things between us, I can't be without you. Please forgive me if I said something I shouldn't have said" He confessed with his melancholy eyes fixed on yours "Oh William, I forgive you. Come here" You hugged him giving in to his bright eyes and how cute he looked
You couldn't stay upset with him and neither could he with you. Everything was fine now and William was grateful to have you back just like you.
Nozel :
The way he spends his life idolizing the name of the Silvas and royalty is sometimes tiring for you. One day you have a conversation that goes a little sideways because he's being too proud again.
"You know what? Stay there with your pride and your fucking royalty. I lost my appetite" You threw your napkin on the table and hurriedly left the dining room "Y/n, come back to the table, we're not done" Nozel got up but you ignored him
Nozel knows he went too far, he wasn't supposed to be like this and sometimes he found himself being too proud which led to some arguments.
However, he knew he couldn't act like that towards you because he loved you too much and didn't want to keep you away from him. In response to this, he told all the servants to watch over you and to give you expensive gifts that he bought.
You couldn't help but smile at his actions. The fact that he sent someone to look after you and gave you valuable things made you think it was cute of him.
Yes, he was overprotective, even if he didn't admit it to anyone but himself. However, you could see that through his actions and there was nothing he could do to hide it from you.
You were sitting in the living room by the fireplace and he came into the room looking at you and you at him. There was a certain tension in the air at that moment.
"We need to talk, I... I think it's time we sort this out" He confessed but you didn't say anything until he got to the part that you wanted to hear. "I want to apologize, I know I let my pride speak too loud and that hurt you"He said and you smiled, seeing that he got to exactly the part you wanted "My dear Noble, I accept your apology but control your pride. Doesn't suit royalty" You used his usual words and he raised an eyebrow at you
Nozel promised to do so, so that situations like those wouldn't happen again.
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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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katsuma6 · 5 months
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Jealous text messages from your Black Clover boyfriend.
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Hello I want to request for headcanons or fics whatever you're in the mood for with fue, nozel, nacht and Julius they wake up in the morning and see their s/o whos period spills onto their bed and she wakes up and is super embarrassed about it
If you're uncomfortable with the topic you don't have to write for it tho it's okay
Hello! No worries, I'm not uncomfortable with blood or periods ^^
This turned quite long, but hopefully you don't mind. The guys are worried about reader being alright, but do comfort the reader, all in their own ways. ^^
Pairings: Fuegoleon x f!reader, Nozel x f!reader, Nacht x f!reader, Julius x f!reader Fanfic type: Headcanons Genre: general/comforting Total length: ~2.1k Warnings: a lot of mentions and depictions of blood (since periods are a main topic of this), the guys being a little worried since blood spilling in the bed isn't common at all to them, but it's a kind of .. hurt-comfort I suppose
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Fuegoleon
He has always been one to rise early. That is not to say that if he can spare the time, he doesn’t mind sleeping in, especially after you came a part of his life. And it was also this morning that he was the first to rise.
For a while he simply lied there, next to you and admired your sleeping form next to you. But he didn’t want to wake you up, so he thought that he might just as well get up and do a little morning exercising.
He pushed aside of the covers and sat up, but as he turned to take one more glance of you, he saw blood, under you, staining the covers.
His immediate thought was about you being alright. But you were breathing, and there weren’t signs of distress, which meant that it must’ve been your periods. And for a while he wondered if he should really wake you up, instead of having you lie on bloody sheets.
But as you begun shifting around, and woke up, little by little, he didn’t need to wonder about it.
He sat onto his side of the bed, and placed his hand onto your side, stroking you. “Good morning,” he wished with gentle syllables. “How are you feeling?”
You stretched and greeted him with a smile, but as your consciousness came through from dream lands, you realized that you were feeling a bit… sticky, and the sheets felt a bit wet. Which could mean a couple of things. That you had been sweating in your sleep, or…
So, you sat up, without a reply, and uncovered yourself, only to see bloody sheets, which is why you hastily pulled the covers back over you while staring down to your hands.
You couldn’t believe that your periods had come in early. Or was it really early? Had you just forgotten about where you were in the cycle? In any case you started doing the math in your head, while not daring to look at him. But still, you managed to mumble out a “I’m sorry…”
He placed his hand onto your shoulder, and, even without looking at him, you heard his tender tone. “It’s alright,” he told you. “Periods are a completely natural thing to have.”
Carefully your eyes started to lift from the sheets to him.
“Are you… in pain?” He inquired, telling you that the sheets were the least of his worries.
“A… little bit,” you admitted because the period pains were also creeping in on you.
He pulled you close, and assured you that it’d be alright. His right hand settled onto your lower stomach, and added a bit of warmth to soothe you. “It’ll be alright,” he repeated, and simply held you close, stroking you and focusing on being there for you.
And you… you did feel loved and cared for. For a moment you even forgot about the sheets, but it felt wonderful to know that there was no shame in showing him that you were on your periods.
Nozel
Light started to filter through the curtains to Nozel’s eyes, waking him up. And he knew that he should get up. Get to work. Complete tasks that were on the list for the day, but… the bed was warm. Soft… and most importantly, you were there.
So, he rolled over, and wrapped his arms around you, as much as he could while lying down, and snuggled close to you. But as he settled there, next to you, his hand brushed something… wet? Sticky? And as he ruffled the sheets, there was a faint scent of iron.
He felt his stomach twist, and his heart begun racing, which made him wide awake. But as soon as he was, awake, eyes open. He tried to reason to himself.
No one could have gotten in. And hurt you. So it must’ve been something else.
Regardless, he sat up, and tried to inspect if anything seemed amiss.  And as he pulled his hand away from under the covers, there were red stains covering his skin, which caused him to promptly pull aside the blanket to see the sheets under you stained with blood.
You awoke to the sudden movement, and looked at him with a frown, as he looked under you.
Your eyes followed his gaze and saw the stains as well, filling your mind with questions about if you were supposed to have your periods already. But the questions only crossed your mind for a fraction of a second, as embarrassment took its place, making your cheeks feel warm.
“I’m-, sorry,” you apologized not daring to meet his gaze, as you were afraid that he’d say something… something less than pleasant about it. Or perhaps would wish to have separate beds from now on, so that he wouldn’t have to worry about waking up in a pool of blood.
But instead, he took your hand and looked at you. His lips were parted, as if he was thinking about what to say. And he continued to think for quite a while, until he frowned at his own ability to say The Right thing, if there was such.
Then he closed his mouth, only to open it up again as his eyes averted. “If you wish, we can… go wash up as the servants change the sheets,” he stated. “And we’ll… find a solution.”
“I’m… sorry,” you apologized again, while looking down again.
“It’s not your fault,” he interjected. “It was unexpected,” he continued while giving your hand a squeeze, which gave you the reassurance you needed to look at him.
His cheeks were tinted with a hint of red, and his eyes were still to the side.
He wasn’t trying to guilt you, but instead he was trying to solve it. Solve the situation where you were still sitting on bloody sheets, while circling around commenting on the state of the linen.
But most importantly, he wasn’t trying to blame you.
“I’m certain it’s unpleasant to wake up in… such a state,” he said. “So, if you wish, we can-, freshen up.” He meant well. And honestly, it wasn’t fun to sit there, feeling the sticky, drying period blood on you, along with the creeping period pain.
“Let’s do that,” you finally admitted with soft syllables, with which he lead you, still holding you by the hand, to the wash room. He made sure you had the softest towels, and that the water was warm enough, before telling the servants to change the sheets.
Nacht
Nacht usually wakes up quite early. That is if he has fallen asleep in the first place, since he is quite a bit of a night owl. Though he might prefer “creature of the night”, if he had to choose, not that he necessarily would take kindly being called either by anyone aside of you, because from you it comes with love.
However, this morning, he was up, walking around with a book in hand instead of sitting down to read it, as he passed by the bed where you were still sleeping.
You rolled over in your sleep, pushing aside a lot of the covers as you did so, which revealed a large crimson stain under you, which made Nacht stop.
There was a passing, split second of pain in him for seeing so much blood under you. But he is able to keep himself calm, and collected, because this must simply be your periods. After all, you were moving around and breathing with no sounds of distress, so it was something natural. And periods were by far the most common explanation.
But there was still something so unsightly in the idea of you having to lay in, essentially, a pool of blood. It must’ve been rather uncomfortable.
So, he sat down to the edge of the bed, and gently shook you awake.
“Good morning,” he wished with a gentle tone of voice, to which you replied with a sleepy tone of your own.
But as you regained your consciousness from the dreamlands where you had ventured in your sleep, you begun to feel… something sticky? Wet and… less than nice?
You tried to prop yourself up and as you did, you looked at your hand which was now covered in a thin layer of blood, which was when it dawned on you: the bed was stained from your periods.
You averted your gaze, still looking down to the sheets and apologized. It’d be a pain to get the stains out of the sheets, not to mention the mattress. And you didn’t want to be a burden on him.
But after the apology had flowed out from you, he asked: “Why are you apologizing?”
You looked at him, and there was that smiling expression, but in his smile, you could see a faint frown. Because he didn’t really understand why you needed to apologize for something that you had no control over.
“Because… I stained the sheets…” you replied.
“It was an accident, of which you have no control over. But we can get around it by tracking your cycle in a calendar and taking precautions,” he stated, trying to find a solution.
You nodded, because it did sound sensible. And he was solution oriented to a lot of things, but that didn’t really help with your emotions right there and then.
“We will manage,” he still continued, and took a hold of your hand, while pulling you close. His left hand settled to your head, and pressed it against his chest, as his right held you from the waist.
He might not have been the best at offering words of comfort, but he wanted you to know that he was there for you when you needed it. And he always would be.
Julius
If he can, he likes to sleep as late as possible. That is if he doesn’t have a plan on going anywhere, aside of work.
And thus, in his sleep, he rolled over and snuggled close to you, smiling widely. Because… why wouldn’t he? He was right there, with the love of his life, in a warm, soft bed without a care in the world. If he didn’t count Marx bugging him about paperwork, which wasn’t really a care in itself either, since there was a point in doing the work. A very valid point at that.
But for now, he simply wished to snuggle next to you for a few more minutes, so he pulled you closer, reached a little further around you and there was… dampness? Stickiness? But it didn’t feel like anything he was necessarily familiar wi-
Then it dawned on him. It felt a lot like blood. But you were sleeping blissfully in his arms. He could feel your chest rising and falling, and there were no signs of uneasiness.
He propped himself up, nudging you unintentionally in the process, which caused your eyes to flicker open.
“Good morning,” you smiled to him as you were coming to from the sleep.
“Good morning,” he wished back. “How are you feeling?”
You hummed for a while, then realizing that there was something… something damp and it… wasn’t quite sweat, because sweat wasn’t this sticky and… You got up, and reached under you, only to pull your bloodied hand back and look at it.
You could have prepared to this, or that was what you thought to yourself. You could have been counting days there was to your periods. Though there was sometimes bound to be some variation, and considering everything that had been going on lately and-
“Are you in pain?” He asked, waking you from the train of your thoughts.
“I’m sorry… for staining the sheets,” you replied, not really answering to his question.
He blinked for a moment, before letting out a laugh. “We can always get more sheets,” he smiled to you while pulling you closer. “There’s nothing to worry about,” he assured you.
You turned to look at him, the best you could, and quite simply looked at him. And he just smiled in return.
He smiled that bright reassuring smile of his that made you think that everything would be alright in the world, no matter what. He wasn’t mad, or upset with you. To him it was simply a part of life.
And you could always get more sheets.
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I saw on your master list you wanted some black clover requests and so was thinking how about Finral and Magna (separately) with an s/o who has strong magic but isn't really confident in their abilities and them just encouraging their s/o. Fluff would be great thank you
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S/O with strong powers! ✧.*
. Thank u smmm!! this concept is so cuteee . disclaimer; I'm currently reading the manga and I watched the anime quite a while ago so please don't pay mind if its ooc! . warnings: none
✧.* Finral x gn reader ✧.* Magna x gn reader
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FINRAL Roulacase
It's been too long. Too long since you've last looked happy and confident and it's been having a toll on Finral too. Should he bring it up? Should he just let you do your own thing and find yourself? He couldn't even if he wanted to. And that's why he's lost for words as your both sitting down at the base of the black bulls:
"Y/n- You seem quite down? Is there any problems??" He held his breath.
"Huh?" You looked off into the distance, debating whether your little problem was a big enough deal to talk about. You don't want to embarrass yourself in front of the man you love.
"Nothing really, it's nothing" You gave him a reassuring smile. But he could easily see through that façade.
He gently took your hand and placed it into his, he had worry weaved into his eyebrow. You couldn't help yourself at that face.
"It's just I just don't know how I possibly made it into this squad," he looked at you and you knew he was intently listening; reassuring you to go on, "I don't think my abilities are enough."
At that, his jaw drapped.
"Are you kidding me y/n?! You're amazing!" He squeezed your hand. If anything, the man was puzzled. Wondering if you were being serious.
"You think so?" You looked down into your lap.
"If anything, I look up to you love" He put his arm around you and whispered into your ear (it kinda hurt his pride saying this next part)
"I honestly think you're one of the strongest, miles better than me for sure and you're up there! You're an inspiration to a lot of the knights I can tell you that" He once more gave you a wide smile and glided his hand up and down your arm in a reassuring manner.
"You're too good for me, Finral" You immediately wrapped your arms around him, smiling into his shoulders. "You say I'm strong but I'm stronger when you're with me"
And you've done it again, got Finral smiling n' blushing like a teenage girl with a crush.
"If you'd like, we can train together" He broke the hug but his arm remained on you.
You smiled at that, you just knew you got lucky finding a gem like Finral. "Yeah, I'd like that"
You both got up, smiling like idiots but on the way out he just had to grumble, "there's no point anyways, you'll destroy me in a second love" and to that, you laughed loudly. No one could make you feel better but him.
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MAGNA Swing
"Do you know what's up with y/n?" Luck asked Magna curiously, "she doesn't want to fight me anymore"
"Huh?? Are you sure you aren't going delusional?"
You'd never refuse a fight. Rather you were the one challenging him or Luck to those fights, testing out your abilities day by day. You were one of the stronger magic knights. You knew your worth, but that's only what he thought. Not wanting to worry Magna, you ended up not telling him what you were feeling at all.
"I'll go speak with her, something must be up," And off he ran.
Unbeknown to you, Magna had a fat crush on you. Everyone except you knew this. He would most literally do everything at your command. It was his priority to make sure you're alright.
"Y/N!!" Magna ran into your room, panicked.
"Magna? What's wrong?" You were laying on the bed, clueless as to why you had a scrawny tallish man barge into your room.
"Are you sick?"
"... No? Magna are you alright?"
"I am but are you?" He slowly made his way to you and sat in the chair opposite you as you got up to sit in the bed.
"Why wouldn't I be alright?"
"Don't lie to me y/n, I'm not the brightest but it doesn't take a smartass to know that you would never refuse a fight for no reason."
You gave him one of those smiles. The smile that made his heart skip a beat and his stomach do backflips. You knew he was the one for you the very moment he took his time out of his days to help each other train; you liked him. A lot.
"I can't hide anything from you" You looked down at your lap, not knowing where to start.
"Do you think I'm strong enough to stay here?"
He looked at you for a second, lost.
"Strong enough? Y/n you're even too good to be training with me of all people."
"But-"
"Absolutely no buts y/n." He grabbed your hand and looked at you with piercing eyes.
"I was born a peasant, I don't have much magic at all but you proved to me that I can work and train to earn myself some strength. And you're one of the knights that work the hardest everyday so don't ever undermine your strength."
His speech could've brought anyone to tears and it most certainly brought you to sobbing.
You hugged him tight, laying your head on his shoulder as he sat there frozen, not knowing what to do.
"God Magna, you're honestly a gem" You looked at him with softness in your eyes, "I like you, Magna." And at that, he lost his shit.
"REALLY?" He didn't know what to say, his hands were strangled in the air. He ultimately decided to put his arms tightly wrapped around you. He inhaled your scent and appreciated you.
"I like you a lot too, y/n" And the rest of the evening was spent with both of you gushing your feelings out, embracing each other.
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