#liebe x reader

[delirious-donna]

Kiss Me Quick [Black Clover]

an: this was a little something that popped into my head a few nights ago, I love these boys so damn much. If there is interest, I could add more characters ^^

characters: Asta, Yuno, Finral, Magna & Liebe

warnings: fluff, SFW, absolute teeth rotting sweetness for these handsome boys, all characters are appropriately aged up

synopsis: various Black Clover characters experience their very first kiss!

Masterlist

Asta

Asta approached his first kiss with the same level of enthusiasm he gave to everything else; throwing himself headlong into the experience. His lips pressed firmly against your own, almost aggressively so. You smiled, a gentle hand cupping his face and pulling away from the bruising kiss.

“I’m not your enemy, Asta,” you cooed.

His nose rubbed along yours, warm breath fanning your cheek. A pleasant tingle spread throughout your body from being this close to the grey haired hunk.

“Sorry,” he whispered in return, “just never thought I’d get to do this with you.”

For years you had stood on the sidelines and rooted for him enthusiastically. Not able to be of use in battle you had contented yourself with being his unwavering support. Tending to his aching body after intense training sessions and always lending a willing ear when he needed to unburden himself.

You had not known that as your feelings had grown, so too had Asta’s. You were what he thought of when he held his ground against the most wicked of enemies, the flame that burned bright in the darkest of nights.

At long last, he told you the truth.

The rough pad of his thumb traced your lower lip before sliding to your jawline, his lips met your own once more but this time in soft reverence. Butterfly kisses that made you long for more, mouths slanting as you inhaled each other and enjoyed his tender but protective embrace.

Asta parted your mouths, smirking at the soft sigh you exhaled. Eyes as green as freshly grown grass watched you closely, his head tipped to the side in curiosity whilst you caught your breath.

“Better?” he asked earnestly.

How adorable he was in his uncertainty. The faintest pink tinges his cheeks and a hand lifts to rub absently at his neck.

You nodded shyly.

“Much. Don’t stop practising though,” you purred as a hand curled into his Black Bulls cloak, drawing him back to you.

Yuno

Yuno knew he wanted to kiss you, he had wanted to for a long time but had not yet found the perfect opportunity. He had grown so desperate in his desire to fulfil his wish that he was almost as giddy as a schoolchild when the time finally arrived.

You were rooted to the spot as golden eyes roamed your face with utter reverence. Too shocked by his sudden affection to react in those first moments. He inched closer until you could feel the heat from his skin upon your own and your breath hitched as you thought him about to deliver that tender first kiss.

When his cool feather-soft lips kissed at the very corner of your mouth, it was maddening. Yuno was teasing you, peppering quick kisses to your flesh but never coming close enough for your lips to meet.

He chuckled as you finally snapped.

One hand curling around his neck, fingers sinking into the silky black strands at his nape and forcing him to acknowledge you properly. His lips had warmed from all his sweet teasing and the kiss was firm but loving.

With you, he did not need to compete. There was no desire to prove yourself more worthy than he, you accepted him for who he was. Your presence was a comfort to Yuno and he did not fear to show you the real him, free from expectation and contempt.

“Thank you,” he whispered against your lips, pulling you back before you could question him.

His hands settled gently on your waist as you both sank into the experience. Before long you could not discern where you ended and Yuno began, and you never wanted to be parted from him again.

Finral

For all the womanising Finral chose to indulge in, when it came to his first kiss, he was cautiously hesitant.

The opportunity had arisen on several occasions, he was a handsome man after all, but he had known that those times had not been his destiny.

You were different, and the spatial mage adored that you were bold enough to tease him in a way no one else ever had. You appreciated him, never took his magic for granted and your tongue was sharp enough to ensure that his Black Bull friends knew not to treat him harshly.

It was more than obvious that Finral liked you, but getting him to act upon those feelings proved harder than you had assumed. You decided to take matters into your own hands.

A finger twisted around a loose strand of his green-tipped hair, enjoying the bob of his Adam’s apple and the flood of red that coursed up the sides of his neck as you asked him so sweetly, “can I kiss you?”

He nodded, not trusting his voice to remain unbroken. Finral watched as a pink tongue peeked from between your lips to wet the plush skin. Eyes the colour of an ocean of violets in bloom memorised every detail as your head tilted and lashes fluttered shut.

Finral tasted sweet like honey, his moistened lips slid in time with your own. Gentle gave way to heat, a smouldering fire rather than a flash of flames. He grew confident as the seconds passed, a hand speared into your hair and held your head as he deepened the kiss.

It had to end, as all good things do, but it hurt to part from his mouth. He looked flushed, hair mussed from your wandering fingers and a sinful darkness crept into his eyes.

“Can we do that again?” he asked on an exalted sigh.

Magna

Magna was used to fighting for what he most wanted in life and that included you. It wouldn’t be remiss to say that he was one of the most hard-working members of the Black Bulls, and his determination could rival even that of Asta’s.

A willing sparring partner, you pushed him to surpass his limits, just as Captain Yami had taught you. Nothing riled him more than seeing that fighting spirit twinkle in your eyes before launching a barrage of vicious attacks.

Magna’s magic was suited to ranged attacks but he couldn’t help but bring the fight to you, often ending in one of you pining the other until a breathless surrender was made. It was one of these many times that he chose to shoot his shot.

Now you might think that it would have been during one of the occasions that he pinned you, but no, he waited until you were ready to begin your usual gloating routine to strike. Whilst you were straddled over his stomach, feet wrapped around his thigh to prevent kicking and hands holding down his wrists, he closed the distance.

The kiss was a shock; his head lifted from the scorched ground to place the fleetingly hot kiss against your slightly parted lips. He watched through his tinted glasses, carefully judging your expression to see if he had ruined your friendship.

He was not the only one capable of shocking; you let go of his wrists and chose to capture his mouth instead. Busying your fingers in the streak of black hair that fell into his face, the kiss quickly became your new battleground.

Neither of you willing to submit to the other, mouths slanted and teeth nipped as things moved along much quicker than expected. Your tongue traced a path along his swollen lower lip, Magna moaned in his throat and finally panted out.

“I surrender!”

Liebe

Liebe didn’t think he understood the concept of love. It was difficult given his devil status, Hell was not a place where one would find compassion and softer emotions.

His first taste of the feeling of love was during his brief time with Richita and he missed that period of his life.

He didn’t believe he would feel it again, that was until he met you.

Liebe couldn’t shake the nervous fluttering that erupted in his stomach every time you walked through a door, his voice trembling as he replied to your genuine questions over his welfare.

It took an embarrassing conversation with Asta for the sweet-hearted devil to finally realise that he liked you – a lot. Not as a comrade, nor as a friend but as someone that made him feel whole in a way he hadn’t thought probable.

Of course, you liked Liebe in equal measure. You didn’t care one bit that he was a devil, choosing to weigh his actions and heart over anything else. From the top of his messy snow-white hair to the tip of his pointed tail, he was adorable.

The day you both admitted your feelings, it was a miserable day with everyone choosing to depart the hideout. He watched from the doorway as you read a book, curled into an armchair and looking cosy beneath a blanket.

You beckoned him in and made room for him to share the squishy seat with you. Without asking you started to read the story aloud to him, it was a story where a boy and girl realise after many years that they are in love and when the time came for them to kiss, you lowered the book to find Liebe staring at you intently.

No further words were needed.

He was so gentle as he admitted his feelings with the softest brush of his lips. Hesitancy lined his every move, constantly moving back to peer at your expression and gauge your reaction.

Liebe was terrified of accidentally hurting you with his sharp teeth, so much so that he refused to deepen the kiss despite your want.

Instead, the devil contented himself with peppering every inch of your face – cheeks, nose, brow – with kisses that were as soft as the petals of a dewy flower.

#black clover #black clover fluff #asta black clover #asta x reader #yuno grinberryall #yuno x reader #finral roulacase #finral x reader #magna swing #magna x reader #liebe black clover #liebe x reader #asta fluff #yuno fluff #finral fluff #magna fluff #liebe fluff

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

I have a request for a black clover head cannon for Yuno,asta, Zora, and liebe with like an artisti S/o who likes to draw and paint them

Hiya,

Awww , more art for the lovely boys

Pairing: Yuno x gn!reader, Asta x gn!reade, Zora x gn!reade, Liebe x gn!reade

Fanfic type: Headcanons

Genre: general/fluff

Total length: ~0.9k

Yuno

Yuno doesn’t really think about it too much, when he sees you drawing, or doodling into your sketch book. It’s something you like doing, and he’s alright with it.

But he also doesn’t want to pry, which is why he doesn’t really ask about it too much. And if he does, you give him a generic answer, especially at the start of the relationship. Because… what are you supposed to say? That you are drawing him more often than not? And besides… what if he doesn’t like the drawing…

Besides… you didn’t think that the drawings made him justice.

However, once you put your sketchbook down, open, and left to get a drink. Which was when he saw what was in that book. And it was all him.

At that point he begun flipping through the pages to see more and more drawings of him.

As you got back, you could only stare at him for a moment, waiting for him to say… something. Anything. Actually, you were waiting for him to say something … judgemental? Maybe? Honestly, you didn’t know.

But instead he just looked at you and went “you’re good at drawing”.

“You like them?”

“Yeah…”

After that, you didn’t have reservations on drawing him, and showing him the pictures. Or even asking him to model for you, because… he’s got the features for it.

And it offered another activity for you too, to enjoy as a couple. Because it was time spent together; which is the best time spent.

Asta

Asta takes active interest in your hobbies, and as he sees you drawing a lot, he also does ask a lot of questions about it. But he also compliments you and encourages you when you’re struggling with a new pose, or shading or anything of the sorts.

He also asks to see your works, but he doesn’t push if he sees that you’re not ready to show him just yet. Because they’re your drawings, and you decide to whom you’ll show them.

However, he does ask if you’d like to draw him. In fact, he’d love to see what kind of an artwork you’d make of him!

Little did he know that you’ve been drawing him for all this time… Because he’s your favourite thing to draw.

But. Because you don’t want to let him down, you agree to the request and draw him; giving him the picture at the end.

And he loves it. Absolutely adores it. That one, and any piece that might come after.

He’s there to support your interests, and help you get better at it. In any way he can. Because he loves you.

Zora

Zora sees you scribbling down into your notebooks, pieces of paper, and it doesn’t seem like you’re writing. Some of the lines are too long and smooth. He’s an observant man, and knows the difference between writing and drawing.

At first he thinks that you’re drawing… diagrams, maybe? Or something else. But. He can’t help but let curiosity get the best of him, which is why he leans over your shoulder one day to look at what you’re drawing.

“That looks pretty good,” he tells you when he means that it looks spectacular. And that is when all the stolen glances you have given him make even more sense.

“But you know… you don’t need to hide them,” he continued, looking at you, as you stare at the drawing in embarrassment. “If you want to draw me, then do,” he simply comments and takes a seat.

But this time he takes, intentionally, a seat where it’s easy for you to look at him. Because he’s quite flattered.

And you start finding new pen cases and paints among your old ones. Which he gets you, but doesn’t downright admit getting you. Instead, he gives half of a shrug with “you were spending them quite fast”. By which he means that he doesn’t want you to run out.

At times, when he sees you drawing, or painting, and there’s no one else in the room, he places a quick kiss onto your cheek.

He never minds if you want to draw him. Ask to draw him. And he will sit still for hours if you want to paint a portrait of him. Because love doesn’t know time spent together.

Liebe

Liebe can’t really, still, understand why you want to be with him. Because he is a devil. And he’s not… used to this. Someone liking him. After all, he has been picked on for most of his life, so thing is completely new to him.

Meaning that when he sees you scribbling something into your notebooks, or papers, and then not wanting to show him what you were doing; it makes him suspicious. It makes him weary. But he wants to trust you.

After a while he does confront you about it. And he wants to see what you’ve been putting in your notebooks.

So, you show him, and he… struggles to believe that too. That you’ve been making art of him.

“Why?” He asks.

“Be-cause… I like drawing you…” you reply. “Just… do”

It takes a while for him to really believe it, but he does. And after that he’s not as pushy about seeing your art, unless you want to show him.

But god help anyone who even implies something negative about your drawings. Because Liebe will not tolerate such. No one does that to someone who he cares about, and who cares for him in return.

#asta x reader #black clover asta x reader #yuno x reader #yuno grinberryall x reader #zora x reader #zora ideale x reader #liebe x reader #black clover liebe x reader

[loosesodamarble]

Hi I just have this random request on how Liebe from black clover would react to flirting from someone he likes. He game back from a mission a little beat up and the reader tends to while flirting with him

Sorry for taking so long on this request, Anon. It did originally come in the middle of another event. But still, it wasn't fair to make you wait several months for this.

It's a really cute idea and I had fun with it. I'm making my answer headcanons instead of a oneshot since my writing brain is a little tired at the moment.

...........

Liebe Getting Flirted With

When it comes to romance, Liebe is as dense as they come. He knows what romance is, in that he's heard of it, but he never developed a crush until you came along.

Something about the way you never questioned him being a devil and took an interest in him directly rather than seeing him as an extension of Asta (which most people outside of the Bulls did), were some of the first things that caught his attention.

And his fondness of you grew from there.

He never considers that you'd like him back until one day that could've been like any other.

Liebe comes back from a mission a little beat. What was supposed to be a hunt for one bandit turned into a fight with a whole gang, thus Liebe had needed to throw a few punches himself alongside Asta.

That's why Liebe needs patching up when he returns.

You volunteer to tend to his wounds. You don't have any healing spells like Nero, but you practice non-magical first-aid.

At first, the flirting you use is very subtle. So subtle that it easily comes off as basic pleasantries.

"I'm glad you made it back alive" and "I'm happy to help you out with this."

Liebe doesn't really bat an eye as you sit close, maybe closer than strictly necessary, and wear an unfaltering grin as you clean up his wounds.

He's more focused on recovering and how being in your presence soothes him.

You decide to push your flirting when you begin to apply a healing salve. When you dab some salve on a cut under Liebe's eye, you linger to brush a thumb along his cheek.

"Hm, you know, I think you'd kinda look cute with a scar." The words are more forward and catch his attention, fluster him even.

He stammers for a moment (because of your closeness and your words) but manages to explain that it might not happen since his devil physiology means he doesn't get scars.

You're just so very gentle as you rub in the healing salve. You do it in part to not agitate his wounds and in part to admire his physic. You hadn't known before that devils could train and grow more muscular like humans.

Liebe's heart is starting to race because he's feeling the shift in your attitude towards him. His tail is twitching a bit and he feels a good sort of dizzy. And he honestly can't help himself from smiling as you tend to him.

Still, he doesn't presume romantic feelings from you. He knows he likes you but that doesn't mean you feel the same, regardless of how sweet you act with him.

Before you go to get bandages, you hold one of his hands between yours and say, "I hope you realize how happy I am that you came back and that we can spend time together."

Things like "it's unfair that you can look so cute after a fight" and "so you know, I'll always take care of you" come up while you bandage Liebe and his face is practically on fire because you're becoming more and more obvious with your affection but he's still at a loss.

Finally, you say "If you're not better soon, I might just try kissing you better, okay?"

Liebe starts stuttering and blabbering over the idea of kissing you. "Why would you kiss me?!" "You don't have to kiss me!" "It's not that I don't want to kiss you-!" "Does kissing actually heal people?!"

You do your best to not laugh since you know Liebe's temper would make him lash out at you. Try as you might, a bit of chuckling escapes you.

And this does upset Liebe, but he doesn't snap at you.

He pouts, turns his head away, and grumbles "It's not fair to tease me that way when I like you, darn it."

You scoot up to Liebe and lean against him. You apologize and explain that you'd been flirting for a while, but far more subtly and so you decided to push yourself to finally make him notice your feelings.

Liebe huffs and says you should've been more straightforward. But quickly takes his words back since he danced around his own feelings instead of just saying so.

With both of your feelings now in the open, you ask Liebe if you'd like to start dating. He, of course, agrees.

#questions from the ask box #black clover #liebe #black clover headcanons #liebe headcanons #liebe x reader #x reader

[bowandcurtsey]

Hi, sorry if your a bit busy rn but can I have some headcanons on Asta, Liebe, and Yuno comforting their s/o when s/o has a panic attack? I just really love your content and I want more :)

Hello Lane !! Welcome back and thank you for requesting!! Also it makes me happy to hear that you love my contents, ahhhh, you guys always give me so much love, it rly makes me feel better on a bad day.

Tw: panic attack , unchecked work

Asta | Liebe | Yuno x f! Reader

Asta

The very first time, he didn’t know what to do and straight up panicked along with you.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, “y/n! Are you okay!?”

His hands hovered around your frame like there was a magnetic force repelling them because he was afraid to touch you in case he hurt you even more.

Thankfully you managed to overcome it yourself, and eventually opened up to Asta about your panic attacks.

“Promise me you’ll tell me anything from now on y/n, I promise to be here for you!” And your sunshine boy gave you a huge hug.

From then on, Asta would be very alert whenever you were in a situation that could trigger your panic attack.

He would hold you tightly, shielding you from the world. As his muscular arms wrapped around you, one hand would pat your back or stroke your hair.

He wouldn’t say anything thought; this boy is not really good with sad situations like this. But he’ll hold you until your panic attacks go away.

He’ll never ask about it until you wanted to talk. And he’ll listen earnestly. He might not have the right ideas or solution, but he’ll definitely cheer you up his goofy way.

Liebe

Absolutely freaked out when he saw you having difficulty to breathe. He thought you were having a seizure or something.

Cue carrying you and running around finding Asta for help.

And Both of them made such a big fuss the entire base came to help you. You were put in bed for the entire day and they served you warm tea and kept you warm.

You chided your devil boyfriend when you were better and had to explain in depth about what a panic attack was.

He kept asking about what freaked you out, and why and how until you started to feel your panic attack coming again.

Subsequently, this boy would eradicate whatever that was creating worries for you. If someone was being too loud, he’ll drag them out.

If someone was making things difficult for you, he would probably break them in half if you didn’t stop him.

On days where it gets tough, he’ll put you in his lap and just hold you.

“Shh, I’m here.”

Yuno Grinberryall

Is the calmest of the 3. He’s a smart boy so he sort of recognised you were having a panic attack. He took you away calmly to a quiet place.

“Are you okay?” He whispered after your breathing was more steady.

He wouldn’t probe if you didn’t want to talk about it, but he was very observant and would notice what would trigger you.

He would do his best to not let you be in a situation that would cause your trigger. But he’ll also help you to overcome your fears and anxiety.

He’ll be by your side as much as he can while you’re going through difficult times to give you confidence and motivation that you would pass come whatever may.

If you do talk about it, he would listen quietly. He couldn’t offer you any suggestions, but he would bring you out and have some fresh air, so you’d feel better.

“I know it wasn’t easy, so thank you for telling me.” He’ll press a kiss to your temples.

-end-

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[katelynnwrites]

Little Liebe's Family II | Sydney Lohmann x Child!Reader

warnings: ~

word count: 1077

summary: you change Tante Syd's name

a/n: part of Sydney's Little Liebe, celebratory two fics in a day cause germany is going to the olympics 🥳

Tante Syd is brushing her teeth when you appear by the door and hover as you wait for her to finish.

‘Little Liebe?’ She questions worriedly as soon as she’s done.

It’s odd for you to be standing in her bedroom, you’re usually tucked into your own bed by now.

‘Can you read me a bedtime story?’ You ask.

Your Tante is confused but slowly says, ‘Okay…’

You haven’t had a bedtime story in a while, deciding it to be only for babies. No matter how much Momma and Tante Syd had tried to convince you otherwise, you were stubborn and adamant about your decision.

But you really really want one today because you think it will make the weird feeling in your tummy go away.

Tante Syd holds out her hand and you grip onto it tightly as she walks you back to your bedroom.

‘Which book would you like?’

You like Tante Syd’s voice. It calms you down and Momma told you that when you were very little, Tante used to sing you a lullaby when she rocked you to sleep.

You don’t need her to sing to you today, especially because Tante Laura from the Country Club says that Tante Syd can’t sing but you do need her to read you your favourite book so you point to it.

It’s not been read for a while so it’s been sitting on your bookshelf instead of your bedside table where it used to sit.

’Do you want me to sit in your bed beside you?’ She prompts gently after picking the book up and you nod.

You squeeze her hand tightly as she does so and Tante kisses the top of your head.

She opens the book and reads, ‘I love our time together as we start each happy day.’

‘I love our bathtime silliness. The way we splash and play.’

‘With my yellow duck!’

Tante Syd chuckles softly, ‘I love to lift you way up high so you feel really tall!’

You giggle, ‘I love it too. I like being taller than Tante Mala.’

Tante Mala is the tallest person you know and you feel like such a big girl when you can see the top of her head.

You have a lot of fun when Tante Syd puts you on her shoulders.

Your Tante turns the page, reading aloud, ‘We’ll climb the highest mountaintops. Hold tight and you won’t fall.’

In your book, it shows a baby bear and a mummy bear. They climb mountains together and you want to do that too.

‘Tante am I big enough to go climb mountains with you and Momma yet?’

She’s been promising that you could since you first started reading this book together and because you haven’t read it for a while, you thought that maybe you’ve grown big enough to go.

Your Tante laughs, ‘Soon Little Liebe. We can go hiking with your Momma real soon okay? You’ve just got to grow a bit bigger so make sure to eat all your veggies.’

‘Okay.’ You nod furiously.

Tante Syd grins. You ask every time the storybook is read to you so she’s not surprised you’ve asked again.

‘You’ll hold my hand tight when we go right?’ You whisper as an afterthought.

When you were littler, you didn’t think about that and now you worry a bit about it. Falling off a mountain sounds like it will give you an ouchie.

Like the one you have on your knee from tripping because you ran too fast on the pitch.

‘Of course Little Liebe. Your Momma will hold one hand and I will hold your other hand so you will be safe.’

‘Promise?’

‘Promise.’

Tante gives you a pinky promise so you know she’s being serious.

‘I’ll get bigger soon. Then we can go.’ You decide, making Tante Syd chuckle.

Unbeknown to you, your Momma and her already have a hiking trip planned for you. You’ve been big enough for a while.

Tante’s voice is very soft and very affectionate when she reads, ‘I love to share the magic of the shining skies above and think of all the different ways that we can show our love.’

‘Like when we’re touching noses.’

Your Tante Syd bumps her nose off yours and you dissolve into a fit of giggles, ‘You’re silly Tante.’

‘Playing chase or seeing friends. Our love is always with us and it never, ever ends. So snuggle safely in my arms, our day is nearly done.’

Tante doesn’t even have to ask or hold her arms out because you cuddle right up to her.

She hugs you tightly, murmuring the last line of the book, ‘I love you to the moon and stars, my precious little one.’

‘I love you too. To the moon and stars.’

‘Which is a lot because they are very far away.’ You add insistently.

‘I know Little Liebe. I love you lots too.’

You wiggle under your blanket.

‘Tante?’

‘What is it?’

‘Can I call you Mama?’

Your Tante goes very still and quiet next to you. Her breathing sounds funny for a moment and she hugs you even more tightly.

‘If you want to, Little Liebe.’

You relax as the weird feeling in your tummy disappears.

‘That’s good because I want to. My teacher at school says that I have two mummies because you and Momma are getting married. So you can’t be Tante anymore.’

‘I’d love to be your Mama.’

You grin, kissing her cheek and your Mama’s eyes are very shiny when she kisses your cheek back.

‘Have sweet dreams meine Little Liebe.’

She tucks you into your fluffy blanket properly and checks under your bed to make sure there aren’t any monsters hiding there.

‘No monsters?’

‘No monsters.’ She confirms.

Yawning, you mumble, ‘Goodnight Mama Syd.’

‘Goodnight Little Liebe.’

She’s left your night light on so you aren’t afraid when she leaves your bedroom.

You’re already falling asleep so you don’t know that she bursts into tears as soon as she’s outside.

You don’t know that Momma comes out from finishing up the dishes in the kitchen to find her crying.

You don’t know that she anxiously asks your Mama Syd what is wrong, only for her to shakily say, ‘Nothing’s wrong. Everything is perfect because Little Liebe just called me Mama.’

You don’t know any of that but you do know that you are so very very loved. By both your Momma and Mama.

German Translations:

meine Little Liebe - my little love

tante - aunty

#fun fact the book that is read to little liebe is actually real #it's called i love you to the moon and back #and i have it memorised courtesy of my job 😅 #sydney lohmann #sydney lohmann x reader #sydney lohmann imagine #woso #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso community #woso fanfics #katelynnwrites #fcb frauen #gerwnt #dfb frauen

[simonsfav]

König and the 5 love languages

Physical touch: he loves touching you. He isn't a big fan of PDA but if you hold his hand in public, consider his heart melted. He also sleeps better when he's touching/cuddling you.

He loves giving you piggyback rides, something about carrying you and holding you close. You also once also made a comment about seeing things from the same point of view, it's been stuck in his mind ever since.

When he's hugging you it's like he's trying to give you all of his love via osmosis. I think in general he's quite sensitive to touch but he's constantly seeking out yours. Also his big, strong hands give the best massages.

Words of affirmation: that's a big one for him. Being bullied for years and years and hearing nothing but mean comments made him quite self conscious. He sometimes still thinks about the comments and gets insecure and tries to hide himself.

It's important to remind him that he's loved, that's he's great and that you want him with you. just let him know how you're feeling. Reassurance is very important. That's why König is also constantly reassuring you and never lets you say or think anything bad about yourself. This man love and worships the ground you walk on and is not shy to say it.

Also random compliments will definitely get our big man blushing.

Quality time: again, another big one for him. Due to him having to work a lot and spend a lot of time away from you, he cherishes every second he can get. He absolutely loves spending time with you and already plans on spending the rest of his life with you.

He also loves doing nothing, as long as you guys are doing it together. A lazy day in just watching TV? Our man is overjoyed. He sometimes can't believe you choose to spend your time with him.

Recieving/giving gifts: he is great with random little gifts. Like when he sees something that reminds him of you or something you like, he'll definitely buy it for you. No special occasion or anything, he just loves spoiling you and showing you his love in any way he can. That being said, he's horrible with Christmas/birthday or anniversary gifts. I think the pressure of the gift having to be "perfect" makes him so nervous. He desperately wants to give you the perfect gift. What he doesn't know is that he could draw something on a rock and I'd love it

König however gets rather shy when he's on the recieving end. Tries to be coy but is actually super excited. He will LOVE the gift, no matter what you give him. But if you gift him something he actually wants or needs he is BEYOND happy and will cherish the gift like it's his kid or something.

Acts of service: other than serving looks, it's literally his job to serve.

He loves being able to help you in anyway. He definitely likes to feel needed. If he can take any weight off your shoulders, our man is not wasting a second to make your life more enjoyable.

If he sees you're having a stressful day, König will go out and buy all the little things you like (candy, books, candles etc), and just set them next to you. Whatever you need in this very second, he will try to give it to you.

He also greatly appreciates when he is being comforted after a stressful day or just feels like he's being supported.

König loves you. In all the love languages. In both German and english.

I love you

Ich liebe dich

#könig headcanons #könig call of duty #cod konig #könig imagine #konig mw2 #könig #könig x you #könig x reader #konig call of duty #könig modern warfare #ghost x reader #könig mw2 #könig cod #call of duty modern warfare 2 #call of duty modern warfare #love languages #ich liebe dich #i love you

[reach-product-condition-make]

#levi #Kevin Hart #poster design #hazbin hotel #jake sully x reader #victon #kim jisoo #bmx #fruk #listen #aristotle and dante discover the secrets of the universe #grunge fashion #cheryl blossom #web #liebe

[lyranova]

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:

• 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:

• 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:

• 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!

#asks #anon🌟 #black clover #black clover headcanons #black clover hcs #yuno grinberryall #black clover yuno #yuno black clover #asta black clover #black clover asta #liebe black clover #black clover liebe #black clover x you #black clover x reader #black clover x y/n

[indigo-graves]

This Dance pt. 2 | Joe Liebgott

Summary: Part two, in which everyone is fighting to hold back exactly what they want to say.

Word count: 3,857

Warnings: SMUT

There was a conversation that needed to happen that Joe Liebgott was not quite bring himself to start. As they stood in the crowded room, the roaring of the speakers around them felt overwhelming. After settling into the quietness of their lives’ new pace, watching the footage from the Pacific seemed a stark and unwelcomed contrast. Liebgott wondered if he would have felt this way if he had not spent the entire fight in Europe wondering what it would be like to start a life with Evelyn Mosey when this was all over. If there was one thought that got him through the blasts, the cold and wet, seemingly endless nights, it was her. And the idea that he would never be without her again. 

He tried to steal subtle glances over to her as she watched the footage screen. Her jaw was set. Her full lips pressed into a firm line. Her dark eyes were focused intently, never once bothering to look over at him. He watched a wave of tension ripple in her neck. She tilted her head side to side, rolling her shoulders up to meet her ears. A simple gesture that would have gone unnoticed to anyone but him. 

When they shuffled out, he made sure to keep sight of her. The masses that filed out trickled out taking different paths, he made a bee-line for her. Years spent in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to glance, to touch, to speak, he knew how to keep himself at a distance, while still in her warm orbit.  

“I don’t want to talk about it now, Lieb,” she told him adamantly, looking down the hallway both ways to ensure that no one else was interested in their exchange. 

“I know,” he rolled his eyes. Never had he been with a woman who was so consistently unfeeling when it did not benefit her. “Can I just--” 

She watched someone walk past them, behind Liebgott. They exchanged a nod of recognition. Her face fell from its friendly openness to one of frustration when she met his gaze again. 

“Just come in,” she opened the door wider and encouraged him to move quickly. “I don’t want to do this out here.” 

Liebgott had seen her room since their time began at Zell Am See. The time he spent there was less than he would have liked. If he had imagined a true celebration of the victory in Europe, it would not have been so distant from her. 

“I don’t want to talk about this right now.” She was firm in her words, but her hand was gentle as it touched the buttons on his shirt. He nodded and bit the inside of his cheek. He knew there weren’t going to be any words he could say to demand her to comply. He could not claim her strong will was his favorite thing about her and then admonish her for it when it did not benefit him. “Please?” 

The way she looked up at him with those large doe eyes made him feel a warmth spread in his chest and abdomen. He touched her face gently and nodded, tracing her jawline with his thumb. He had spent half the fucking war holding back a proposal of marriage, children, a life together. He bit back vows of eternity and forever. He withheld the words “I love you.” Surely one more fucking day made no difference. 

She smiled and took him by the hand, slowly backing him towards the bathroom. 

There was an electric current that radiated through every vein in his body when she reached to turn the shower on. He was convinced there would never be a time where he was not breathless in anticipation to see her undress. He felt the twitch of need in his groin just thinking of the moment where he would watch the water touch her naked flesh. So when she started to work on the buttons of her shirt, he sat back on the corner of the clawfoot tub with a playful smirk. 

Evelyn rolled her eyes as she watched him perch himself on the tub. If there was one thing she was going to miss about Joseph Liebgott, it was going to be his boyish charm. The way his eyes danced over her appraisingly caused her skin to catch light with blue flame, so hot it felt cool and caused her to erupt in goosebumps. She stepped out of her boots skillfully as she worked on the buttons of her shirt. When she pulled it over her shoulders and left it in a pile on the ground, she heard a small whistle from her observer. 

Liebgott felt a pang in his stomach while he watched her start to work on her pants. Ignoring all thoughts and feelings (how did she do it?) about what was to come, he focused on the way her deft fingers worked on her buttons, letting them fall to her feet. Though he had ensured that every part of her had been explored by eager hands, lips, and tongue, it was taking everything in him not to get to his knees and help her escort those pants the rest of the way to her ankles. 

She stepped out of the last of her clothes with a smile. He bit his lip as he glanced over her body. Evelyn had resigned herself that there would never be another man who made her so hungry to be stared at in this way again. His eyes carried just enough devotion to balance the intense desire that made her feel like the only woman on the planet. He once had told her he would watch her read the phone book just to stare at her lips. 

Liebgott licked his lips softly, shifting to adjust the fullness in his pants. No coaxing, no teasing, simply the pure sight of her undressing herself, all for him, caused such a stir in him. It was exactly that gesture that Evelyn watched hungrily, her eyes darkening as she pinned her lower lip between her teeth. That was all the indication Joe needed to close the gap between them. 

He braced the back of her head, her dark curls tangling perfectly around his large fingers when he pulled her close. He wanted to taste the spot of her mouth where she had bit down. A needy whimper betrayed Evelyn as it eased up from her throat. It was so very like Joe Liebgott to pull all kinds of unprompted sounds from her eager throat. The way his mouth moved with hers was a dance the two of them had skillfully mastered. Lieb couldn’t help but smirk as he thought about the other kinds of dances she had shared with other men. Nothing could compare to this. Ever. 

His hands worked at the buttons of his own shirt. He made a quick and sloppy job of getting it off and tossing it to the floor, his undershirt quick behind it. There was a simple and intense maneuver Evelyn had mastered in getting his belt undone with nimble fingers. It always left him growling against her lips. He gripped her scantily clad behind and squeezed, pulling her hips into his with a force that caused them both to let out a groan. 

“Joey,” she breathed, her lips swollen, his pridefully wearing the ghost of her red lipstick. He smirked, feeling himself twitch at the sound of her need. He busied himself with kissing her neck, his thumbs teasing the cups of her bra. She worked to unbutton his pants, chest heaving, eyes heavily lidded. 

“Yeah?” He grinned against her skin. She moaned again, biting her swollen lower lip and shuddering as he kissed down over her sternum. “What is it?” he asked teasingly. “Tell me.” The demand was placed just before he nipped at the skin of her right breast. He tugged at his waistband and let his pants fall with a gasp. 

“Take me,” she murmured, feeling his desperate length through his boxers with her hand. 

“You know how this works, doll.” He smiled, making eye contact with her. He could taste her desperate shudders as he pressed their foreheads together. Their eyes were locked so intensely that she felt him twitch under her hand. “You don’t get any of me until I’ve had my fill of you first.” 

She leaned up and kissed him with a groan, reaching around and taking it upon herself to get her bra off. Lieb took the hint and cast his boxers to the floor, slowly stroking himself as she watched her expose every inch of her perfect body to him. The strain his erection had felt boyish, desperate, and fucking incredible. Never in his life did he think he would find himself a puddle of need at the simple sight of a woman. 

She knew it, of course. Evelyn teased him with a smirk as she kicked her underwear to the side with a delicate gesture, her toes pointed. She turned and his breath hitched in his throat at the sight of her delicate muscles of her back, the perfect curve of her hips, her ass, her strong thighs. He continued to touch himself, the way she always reminded him to, when he watched her turn on the water. He knew she longed to be needed in the way he needed her. Joe tried not to think about who would prove to her just how incredible she was when he was no longer around. Biting back every question that bubbled over in his throat, he stepped forward, closing the distance between them. 

When his chest pressed against her back, Evelyn hummed contently. His length settled against the curve of her rear, his lips near her ear as he leaned down. She watched as his hand traced the length of her arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps with the gentlest touch. 

“You are so fucking beautiful,” he whispered into her ear. He pressed his lips to her shoulder as he slowly moved his hand toward her exposed breasts. When his large hand fully enveloped her, she felt the gentle brush of his palm over her nipple that encouraged a moan. He chuckled in her ear as his other hand trailed the curve of her hip toward her desperate center. “Fuck,” he growled, feeling her wetness with the gentle touch of the pad of his finger. Gently pulling her hair up into his fist, he held it away from her neck as he planted hungry kisses on her skin. Sucking, scraping his teeth, flicking his tongue against the sensitive skin where her neck and shoulder met while he drew slow circles around her most sensitive spot. Gasping, pressing back against him, melting into his ministrations, Evelyn felt like she was unable to promise her legs’ ability to hold her up much longer. 

“Please, Joe,” she begged breathlessly. “Please.” 

Joe chuckled from deep in his chest. She felt it rumble against her back. He took his hand away, missing the warmth of her on his fingers immediately. She turned to him, her eyes heavily lidded with lust, searching his desperately. He smiled at her, took the finger that had worked on her so deftly, and placed it to his lips, flicking his tongue over the pad, his eyes locked with hers. 

“Mmm…” He groaned, stepping towards her, backing her into the shower. “God damn…” he growled, watching as her body was hit by the hot water. 

Joe watched her, watching the beads of water create paths down over the curves of her body. With her taste on his desperate tongue, his eyes on her perfect body, his heart beating in his chest, he wasn’t sure he would be able to hold out much longer. Whether it was the vulnerability of the space they occupied, the time left together that felt too short, or the intoxicating effect he had on him, he couldn’t distinguish. All he knew is that he had to have her. 

There was a beat that passed between them where they were sizing each other up. Evelyn felt the desperation of the moment hit her with a depth she had not recognized. God, if he would just be a little less delicate and loving in those touches, she could excuse away the lump growing in her throat as she watched the way he looked at her. She had always been enough for him. He had always reminded her of that. 

In a quick attempt to avoid him seeing the tears welling up in her eyes, she leaned forward and kissed him. The way their lips crashed into one another had an urgency he had not felt from her before. Her hunger was bone deep. He traced her jaw, tenderly caressing her neck, flicking her hair over her shoulder. His length stood at attention between them, gently nudging the flesh of her belly. He rocked forward to feel the friction as he ghosted a gentle trail down her arms to her warm, capable hands. 

When he laced their fingers together, she felt him back her into the wall of the shower. The cool tile was an intense contrast to the warm water that hit her front. He laced their fingers together, pressing it gently against the wall beside her head, pinning it there. She watched a coy smirk cross his lips as he pulled away from her. She giggled, tracing the curve of his lower lip, cleaning up the lipstick he had stolen from her mouth. He leaned down and took that thumb between his teeth, flicked his thumb over the pad, and chuckled. She laughed, a playful swat at his cheek against his cheek, pulled her thumb back and replaced it with her lips. 

Joe held her against the wall with the weight of his body. Slowly, he started to trail those kisses down over her body, his hand still tightly clasped in hers. He loved the feeling of her grip on his hand tightening as he placed kisses to the more intimate parts of her body. The spot between her breasts, her left nipple, just above her belly button (God, would he miss that fucking giggle), the curve of her hip, the top of her thigh. He directed her hand to the back of his head and left it there, needing both of his hands to tenderly separate her thighs, pulling one up over his shoulder as he got to his knees. 

“Joe…” she breathlessly tangled her hands in his hair and gripped as he pressed his mouth to the place where she needed him most. There was a wave of gasps that followed that caused him to smirk against her, following the work of his tongue with the addition of a skilled finger. 

Mindful of shared walls, used to keeping herself quiet by biting pillows and shoulders, Evelyn was left to trap the back of her hand in her teeth as he worked. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her as she touched her, teased her, tongued her with the skill of a much more experienced man. But, she recognized, he was an experienced man. He was a man who knew her so fully that he was able to coax the most unladylike noises from her throat with ease. He knew her inside and out in every way possible. The intimate attention he paid to the details of her body felt like the worship of a deity; the way he enacted that devotion felt sinful. 

Overwhelmed by every sensation between her legs, she found herself grasping at the back of his head and shoulders, her hips moving up to meet his attentive mouth and fingers. He moaned against her repeatedly, desperate to draw every curse she knew from her delicate mouth. Grinning with desire, with power, with pleasure, he worked attentively on her body, his only goal to push her to her limits. He stopped the hand that was working at his own length and snaked it up over her body, tracing her edges to take her heaving breast in his hands. They moaned in unison, his sending vibrations to the core of her being. In that moment, she came undone around his fingers, against his tongue, spilling out desperate whimpers and cries of his name. Joe could have spent an eternity in the sound of her sweet need. 

Evelyn, on the other hand, was unable to let too long pass without any part of him inside of her. His vacancy was felt immediately when she pulled him to his feet, gently guided by the fistful of his dark hair. She kissed him as if it would be their last, unsure if it would be, and teased a hand over his eager length, guiding him towards her. 

Joe, pleased to know she was as needy as he felt, pulled away from her lips and tongue. He gripped her hips and turned her away from him, her ass pulled against his hard length in the most satisfying way. She moaned at the contact, he held his own back. He tucked her hair behind her ear as to not obscure her vision as she turned to look over her shoulder at him. He kissed her temple, her ear, her jaw, neck, and shoulder. His hand encouraged her thighs apart, lifting a leg to the edge of the tub where her foot found purchase. 

Swiftly, skillfully, and perfectly, he entered her, pulling a satisfied, guttural moan from deep within them both.

“Fuck,” he gasped against her neck. The way he gripped her hips was bruising as they both accommodate his eager entrance. He felt her skin erupt in goosebumps against his chest. He pressed forward, making sure he reached her depths with all he had. She reached back, stiffening against him, her fingers lacing with his against her hip. 

Slowly, consistently, deeply, he started a pace with his hips. The water that fell between them from above made their skin glisten and it pooled where their bodies met. The gentle slap of their skin meeting with gentle force made her giggle. He kissed her cheek, unable to hold back the groans of pleasure that spilled from his lips. She gasped, pushing back against him as she angled herself to take him deeper. 

That was all Joe needed to encourage him to pick up his pace. The swiftness in which their bodies collided called new noises from her mouth. He kissed her upper back and shoulders while he steadied himself, pulling her back onto him. 

“Oh, god…” she reached toward the wall to find something to grip. The slick tiles gave her no purchase. That was when she reached behind her, wrapping a hand around his neck, gripping the hairs at the base of his scalp. Liebgott groaned loudly, gripping her hips tighter. His other hand trailed up toward her breast, gripping it gently in his hands, memorizing its shape, weight, the hardness of her nipple against his palm. 

“You’re fucking incredible, you know that?” He grunted into her ear, only further pulling strings of incoherence from her mouth. She bit her lip hard, feeling an overwhelm of emotion take over her body like a wave. The lump grew double in size in her throat as she met his every thrust, stars behind her eyes. Unable to respond, he continued. “You’re so perfect. Fuck, Evie.” Her name felt like chocolate on his lips. She turned over her shoulder to taste it on them. Her eyes screwed shut as the tears burned behind them, he continued to bring her body to new heights. When he reached down between her legs, she became overwhelmed. The threat of tears was hard to fight off. 

“Joe--” she breathed, the sound of his name clipped by the failure to stop a sob from leaving her lips. The phrase he pulled from her next caused her to bite her tongue between her teeth. 

“I--” Joe started. She heard the start of her own words start to come from his mouth. The feeling, the desperation of her overwhelming emotions was contagious. He couldn’t tell where his heartbreak, his pleasure, his love, began and where hers ended. The only way to stop himself from telling her just how he felt about her was to sink his teeth in her shoulder, as she had done to him so many times. Familiar with the sensation, Evelyn felt the pressure, the sting, and every unsaid word behind the contact on her shoulder. She turned away, fearful he would stop if he saw the tears cascading down her cheeks, he would stop. She screwed her eyes shut as she felt a heat building inside of her. 

Desperate to feel her come undone around him, under him, with him, he teased her more intentionally with his fingers, his hips working in time with his skillful touch. If he couldn’t tell her, he could show her. 

“Please,” she begged. He had come to know it as the last phrase, the last push, before he was gifted with her orgasm. “Joe--” 

As he felt her start to push back against him, taking every inch of him, all of him, so intentionally. The feel of her as she let go, her body working desperately to pull him over the edge with her, he followed. The two of them tumbled over together, a tangled mess of limbs, pants, sobs, and everything they swore they’d never fucking say.

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[mackenziebrooks]

Asta was slightly hesitant on letting you get more closer to him. He loved and care about you, he wanted you to bet closer but he scared you wouldn’t accept his other half. The demon that lurked inside of him, that controls his right side. Liebe, as he likes to be called would sit there Asta to man up. If you could accept Asta the idiot he is then you could accept Liebe. Nothing was going to keep you from being with Asta, not even Liebe’s comments and little tricks.

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[delirious-donna]

Hello fellow liebe simp here 😈 I was wondering what liebe, along with asta and yuno, would be like as dads 🥺. I’m extremely curious on how liebe would be like

Yay!! A fellow Liebe simp, I'm so happy!! 😁💗

Ah this is such a sweet ask, makes me all teary to think of them as dads. 🥺

I'll pop my thoughts beneath the cut for brevity on the post...

Liebe

Nervous during the entire pregnancy, loses a lot of sleep simply from worrying over how you will cope with the birth of a hybrid baby.

Super protective and allows only the people he trusts the most anywhere near you. Growls at Dr Owen when he examines you until you grab his hand and tell him that all is okay. You want him to relax but it is so hard for him.

When the baby arrives, Liebe is overwhelmed with a love he had never previously experienced. He loves you but the love for his child is on a different level.

He has to be pushed into holding the tiny bundle, too overcome with a fear of doing something wrong, but that first touch and everything changes. The wildly flailing and jerking limbs of his newborn baby is enough to bring tears to his eyes, which he hastily wipes away.

Liebe is a hands on dad and wants to take on as much of the parenting duties as possible. It wouldn’t be fair to leave it all to you (isn’t that the dream?). He knows that’s there will be times he can’t be at home, times when he has to go on missions with Asta but he pulls off his weight when he is around.

The sweet-natured devil is a bit of a pushover and rarely says no to his precious child. They want to eat treats an hour before dinner time? Sure, just don’t tell mom. They want to go for a ride on Uncle Magna’s crazy cyclone? Uhhh, okay but he is coming too!

Overall, Liebe is a worrier by nature and having a child doesn’t help that. He will be the most protective of dads and ensure that his child grows up to know how loved they are. A good childhood and plenty of nurture is what he offers.

Asta

An excited ball of endless energy. He spends the entire pregnancy with stars in his eyes and yelling constantly. Asta couldn't wait to announce the news to all his friends, and he had a hard time waiting until you were ready. It was kinda adorable though.

Very supportive but doesn't really get what the fuss is about, surely carrying a baby can't be that bad? Receives multiple scoldings from you and others such as Vanessa and Mimosa.

The first cry of his newborn baby was the best moment of his life, bar none. Asta hadn't thought the bond would be as instantaneous as it was but he knew he'd do anything for this little squalling bundle of joy.

Asta is very childlike, sometimes it's like you are caring for two children. He can't be depended on for seeing through the consequences of naughty behaviour, poor papa is wrapped around that chubby little finger.

You never have an issue with sleeping troubles because Asta wears that child out! Endless games, mischievous adventures and stories of his past missions (child friendly, obviously) with dramatic re-enactments. They will out like a light as soon as their head touches the pillow.

Overall, he is not great at being authoritative or strict but will devote all his free time to entertaining and loving your child. He is a fantastic dad, and you won't be stopping at just one.

Yuno

Pure dread, cold sweats and sleepless nights. It's not that he doesn't want a child, he desperately wished to provide a childhood that he had only ever glimpsed, but he is terrified.

You'll spend a lot of time reassuring him that all will be okay, and Yuno loves to rest his head gently on your bump and simply hum soft noises. He is too embarrassed to speak to the baby growing inside but he knows that hearing his voice will be a benefit.

He is in love with how much the beautiful baby looks like you, the light of his life, and he silently promises to make sure they spend every moment of their life knowing they are loved unconditionally. Yuno grew up thinking he had been abandoned, the same would not be the same for his child.

Yuno can be strict, but mainly because he doesn't want you to feel stressed out. Harmony is something he strives for so he will be calm and fair at all times. His child will know the house rules, knows when not to push too far and when they will get away with murder.

He struggles with engaging in childish play, it's not in his nature but he tries - he really does. Tea parties? Playing hide and seek? Reading yet another bedtime story? Yuno will do it all, and more.

As long as you are by his side, parenthood doesn't seem that bad. With your reassurance and patience, he can accomplish anything, and your child will be a part of a large extended family of some pretty wild characters.

They might be an only child by blood, but they will have so many brothers and sisters by choice as they grow up with the children of Asta, Langris, and Klaus - just to name a few.

Overall, a more traditional dad but he does his best to bring fun and laughter into the life of his child.

#delirious answers #black clover fluff #liebe fluff #liebe x reader #asta fluff #asta x reader #yuno fluff #yuno x reader #tw pregnancy #tw babies

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

If your requests are still open, can I request headcanons for vetto, raia, william, and liebe with a m!reader who always insists on being strong and helping everyone to the point of exhaustion because he always feels like a burden? Thank you if you can, if not that's also fine!

Hello~! ^-^

Yes, they indeed are, and of course you may! I do hope that you like these~

Pairing: Vetto x m!reader, Rhya x m!reader, William x m!reader, & Liebe x m!reader

Fanfic type: headcanons

Genre: hurt-comfort (?)

Total length: ~1.3k

tag list for William: @the-fuegoleon-fluff

Vetto

Vetto doesn’t look like it, but he’s sensitive and attentive, so he catches quite early on that you get tired and feel much more strongly than you appear. And he notices it from the little things, the way your shoulders slump just a little bit too far. From the way your eyes fall to the ground, and the quiet, passing sighs that you let out while thinking that no one is paying attention.

But if someone asks you a question, or calls your name, your expression changes; a smile, or a neutral expression. Most of the time. Depends entirely on who is saying and what.

However, what always remains is that you don’t show your sorrows. Vetto is more than sure about it.

And he notices how it takes a toll on you, even if he tries to be there for you. But he can’t carry what you don’t share.

So, one day, as you sit under a tree, with a bunny on your lap, and a bambi eating from Vetto’s hand, he starts talking. Just talking, about how animals need to trust each other to survive in the wild, because alone they’re vulnerable. No matter how strong they’d be alone.

He talks for a good while. About how animals don’t show sorrow quite so clearly either…. Which is why he has gotten so good at picking it up.

“You don’t need to bear it all alone,” he says while putting his hand onto your shoulder and giving you a warm smile that is like the morning sun. “Let me be there for you,” he asks.

And that, is what makes the dams break. You lean against his shoulder, and let it out. But he doesn’t move away. Instead he leans closer, because finally, he can be the strong one between the two of you.

Rhya

Rhya’s intuition has always been outmatched, right up to the point of people not being able to fool him with lies. So, he does notice whenever he asks if something is wrong, and you try to tell him that ‘nothing’ is wrong.

The first time, or the second, he doesn’t say anything, thinking that it’s just a bad day. Or something that you don’t particularly want to talk about in that moment. But the instances, the insisting that you were alright, kept occurring.

He wasn’t good with these things. Offering emotional support. He wasn’t good with words. He hated it.

And he hated that he didn’t know what to tell you. To help you. Because you were trying to be strong for the both of you, but he didn’t need you to be.

He might not have had a partner before this, but he wasn’t expecting his future husband to be pulling all the weight. Yeah. He was lazy. He knew as much. But the troubles of a relationship, let alone a marriage, weren’t for only one person to carry.

So, the next time… The next time you told him you were ‘okay’, he told you that he knew it to be a lie. And he knew, why, you felt that you needed to tell so to him. Because you didn’t want to trouble him. You didn’t want to burden him. That was the kind of a person that you were.

But he chose you. He is choosing you, all the time. And burdens aren’t something that people choose to carry.

Light had taught Rhya that. And … it was true. A burden isn’t something a person chooses.

So, you were not a burden. And you couldn’t be a burden. Which is why he asked, that you’d tell him. He asked you to be truthful with him, because he’d know if you weren’t.

And in return, he promised to be honest with you; to carry the weight with you.

He pulled you into a hug, waiting for you to answer. Only that you didn’t have words to give. Because it was far better than you could have anticipated.

William

For a good part of his life, perhaps even now, he wouldn’t necessarily call himself as ‘strong’. Though, yes, he knew that he was strong, being a Magic Knight Captain and all. But… there was many kinds of strength.

And, perhaps, because he wasn’t strong, he had ended up betraying the kingdom. But then again… as he thought about it one day, there came a sense of relatability. Because he could be a mentor to the younger members of the squad, listen to their troubles, and he was genuine in his wish to help them. The same as you. You were also helpful and kind.

But when it came to his own emotions, he didn’t really talk about them. Just like you.

…You really hadn’t… as a couple, had a genuine exchange of emotions. Because you didn’t want to burden each other. Despite knowing that the troubles of other people were easier to carry than one’s own.

So, one evening, when the world around you was falling asleep, leaving only the two of you, he sat down with you and begun: “I think you and I, are very much alike.”

It wasn’t clear where he was going with it at first, but as he kept talking, it came apparent. He was talking about the… emotional mask both of you wore. The refusal to talk about your own troubles, out of the genuine wish of sparing the other.

There was a sense of understanding in there, because… he was the same. And he… hadn’t confided in another person the same way he now promised to confide to you. If you let him.

Of course you did. You’d listen to any qualm he might have, because you loved him. The hard part, however, was in spilling your qualms in return. But perhaps… together, you might try and succeed. So, you made a pact, agreeing to, little by little, learn to share your burdens. Because you were in it together. You two against the world, and its sea of troubles.

And you sealed it with a kiss.

Liebe

Liebe hasn’t had anyone to talk to about his emotions for most of his life. Not before getting out of Asta’s grimoire at least, and even then he doesn’t… really talk about his emotions.

He has never been much of a speaker, other than boasting as he got a sense of confidence. But his affection is in gestures. So… he’s not good with words. But he knows a forced smile when he sees one.

And he sees one on your face far too often. It takes a while for him to understand it though, because you’re doing kind things to him. You want to help him and listen and it’s… not the kind of a forced smile he’d expect.

So, he doesn’t understand it, until he sees you, when you think you’re alone and just… He sees how burdened you are. But as he takes a step inside you jolt and look at him, giving him a smile, another, forced smile.

That’s when it hits him. Just like he doesn’t know how to express many of his emotions, you don’t know how to express your own sorrow or troubles. And he doesn’t want you to be sad. He doesn’t want you to be alone, because he knows what it’s like to be alone.

“I don’t want you to be alone!” He tells you. Not be alone and cry into the pillow, while trying to just put on a smile for him, for everyone.

He does want you to smile, but he wants all of those smiles to come easily. He wants them to be because you feel like smiling. He just… wants you to be happy; a happiness that you two share, because he doesn’t want to loose you. Never.

#black clover fanfiction #black clover headcanons #vetto x reader #rhya x reader #william x reader #william vangeance x reader #liebe x reader

[loosesodamarble]

hi 😙 for the event (300 special) could i have liebe c6 please ? 👀

Hello there, Anon! Thank you very much for the request! And I'm so sorry for the wait on this!

I'll admit, I got a little stuck on what direction to take the interaction but I think I like where it ended up, even it took a turn into angsty, if just for a paragraph. I hope I portrayed Liebe alright, being a little snippy but ultimately a very soft guy. And I think a lot of how he defines love and happiness is defined by what he learned from Licita.

Also, I didn't make this piece too lovey-dovey because quieter, day-to-day interactions can still get across feelings of romance.

Summary: There is a power to something as simple as the phrase "I love you" which you and Liebe bring to each other. Genre: romance, hurt/comfort near the end. Word count: ~800

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“Go on! Say it to my face, Liebe!”

“Grk! Really?”

You sat cross-legged with Liebe, face-to-face, on the floor of your room. His face was cupped in your hands, squished just the slightest bit from either side.

“You heard me!” you said in a sharp voice. “Say. It. To. My. Face.”

“Fine! Fine fine fine!” Liebe’s face colored up and his tail wildly flicked behind him, making you smile. He was normally handsome but making him flustered turned him into someone adorable. “I love you! In a way that’s different from loving Asta or loving stew, I love you! You got that, yeah?”

You grinned a cat-like smile, or perhaps “mischievous” was the word Liebe was looking for, and let go of your devil boyfriend’s face. Liebe touched a hand to his face, taking in the lingering warmth that your touch had left on him. It was pleasant but faded all too quickly.

“Yup! I got it loud and clear!” you said with a full laugh. Then, you got to your feet with your grin and laughter still evident.

“Ehh?” Liebe raised an eyebrow and got up after you. “You’re being weird now. What are you laughing about?”

“I’m just happy to hear that you love me,” you answered while you reached up to ruffle Liebe’s hair. “And so you know, I love you too, Liebe.”

Liebe let you do as you wished, even smiling faintly as your fingers worked through his messy locks. As you pet Liebe’s head, you noticed that his smile seemed distant. Not a cold distance. But a warm and thoughtful one. You weren’t sure what to make of it but because it was Liebe, you accepted it as yet another side of him that you could fall in love with.

You pulled your hand away, a fond smile on your face. The door swung open the very next moment with Asta smiling to you and Liebe as he stepped in.

“Heya, hope you don’t mind but I gotta steal Liebe for a mission now!” he stated.

Liebe’s immediate response was a huff. He shrugged off his annoyance just as quick though.

“I’ll see ya’ when we get back,” Liebe told you as he followed Asta out.

…..

It was hours later, late into the night in fact, when the magicless brothers returned to the base.

“Yaaaawww… We’re back…” Asta muttered without his usual energy as he passed the circle of couches where you were, enjoying a snack before bed. “Dinner?”

“Servings in the fridge."

Asta nodded then ambled along.

As for Liebe, he stopped following Asta to shuffle to where you were seated. Then, he collapsed on the couch, very narrowly missing your legs. You set down your snacks, knowing they’d get in the way of Liebe. Or Liebe would get in the way of your snacking.

“Hey.” His arm flopped and caused his hand to land on your leg.

You playfully bounced your leg as a greeting of your own. “Hey yourself.”

There was a pause as Liebe crawled along the cough to get his head in your lap. You sat up a bit straighter to avoid Liebe’s horns pressing into your stomach.

“‘Member what you said earlier?” asked Liebe.

“Mm?” You glanced down to see that Liebe’s face was towards you but his eyes were closed. “Yeah? Which part though?”

“‘Bout you being happy to hear that I love you.”

“Ah-huh…” You leaned and rested your arm on the couch’s arm.

“I… Feel the same.” Liebe let out a sigh. “I already know but… Hearing it ‘s special somehow.”

“You’re not worried that hearing it too much will change that?” you questioned.

“I went years without… Without hearing anything…” Liebe’s face twisted, as if he was on the verge of tears just from remembering.  “It’s a shock that I didn’t come outta that grimoire completely messed up in the head.” Liebe reached for your hand and you took it without hesitation. “I was alone and scared and angry. I couldn’t do anything for Mom except regret ever meeting her. She was… the best person and I…” He bit down on his lower lip. “I won’t ever hear her call me ‘son’ ever again. She’ll never tell me how much she loves me. So I…”

Despite how tightly he’d closed his eyes, tears slipped out and ran down his cheeks onto your lap.

“Can you…?” His voice was broken and pleading. “Please, I just want…”

You squeezed Liebe’s hand in understanding. You gently wiped his tears away.

“Of course I can, Liebe,” you whispered to him. “I love you. I’ll say it today and everyday. For the sake of your happiness.”

Liebe squeeze your hand back.

“I love you. I love you…”

You were happy to hear those words. But you were happier to have the chance to add to Liebe’s happiness after the life he’d lived.

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[bowandcurtsey]

Heyo!! I’m asking if you can do a scenario of Liebe, Asta, and Yuno cuddling with GN! Reader?

P.S. I adore your content <3

Oh yay the babies!! Cuddling headcanons coming right up!! Thank you for loving my works Lane!! It means a lot to me that y’all are showering me with all the love!

Liebe | Asta | Yuno x GN! Reader

Liebe

This devil loved early morning cuddles. When you had no work that day and he could wake up and continue holding you through the quiet and peaceful morning. It was easily his favourite thing in the world.

Who was the big spoon, it didn’t matter, as long as he got to feel your body warmth and smell your lovely scent.

If you wanted to be held, he would be happy to wrap him arms around your frame and pull you close to his body, his other hand would stroke your hair and his fingers would run through them.

If you wanted to hold him, this boy would be glad to oblige too. He would lay in your arms quietly.

He would prefer you to hold him from the back though, he loves your arms around his waist and your breath on his shoulders; it’s slightly tingly and warm at the same time.

He’s someone without much words, so he would just lay there in silence, appreciating your presence.

He closes his eyes and take in everything about the moment; the morning breeze, or the pitter patter if it was raining. The feeling of your body snug against his. Just you and him in your own world at that moment.

Asta

This boy loves a good cuddling session whenever he was free to do so.

In the morning when you both just woke up and had no schedules, he would be happy to cuddle with you just for a little while. He’ll let you hold him and have you run your fingers through his hair and then he would get on with his day. Well, Asta was a very disciplined person..

Some afternoons, when he had a tiring morning training session, he would come back for a short nap to rejuvenate himself. If you were at home, he would ask if you’d like to join him.

“Want to take a short nap, sunshine? Come join me.”

He’ll pull you tightly against his muscular chest and even have his legs wrapped around you if he could. Like a bolster.

He would take a deep breath and take in your scent, calming him down. He would briefly tell you about his morning until his eye lids felt heavy.

Night cuddles were the most common for this boy. He would be excited for this nightly “bonding activity” between the both of you.

Yes, he called cuddling sessions “bonding activity” where you both would share about your day with each other.

But poor boy always tries hard to stay awake longer to chat with you, trying to accompany you longer since he was away from you sometimes for days or weeks. He uses a lot of energy all the time so his energy burns rapidly.

Forgive this boy, cuddle sessions are common but not long.

Yuno Grinberryall

(Manga spoilers)

This man doesn’t have much time to cuddle; he has so much on his plate, being the prince of the spade kingdom AND vying for wizard king at the same time.

Yuno would cuddle only when he had spare time AND if either of you needed it - When he was down or when you wanted to.

But cuddling sessions with him are just so therapeutic that you just request for them often.

He likes being the bigger spoon so he could hold you and look at your face at the same time. His fingers liked to play with your hair, tucking your hair behind your ears or just running his fingers through them.

He likes being able to wrap his hands around your waist and pulling you close to him. He loves the feeling of your head pressed against his chest, so you could hear his heartbeat.

He enjoys being able to mindlessly draw randoms with his fingers on your skin, at different parts of your body.

His favourite part of this has to be being able to cup your face in his hands anytime and then pulling you in for a kiss.

Similar to Liebe, he doesn’t speak much but once in awhile he would ask “how was your day” or whisper sweet little nothings to you.

“Your hair’s so pretty” he would speak as soft at the winds.

“I love you” he would press a kiss to your forehead.

-end-

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[billkaulitzwife]

cw - eating disorder, mentions of dissociation, mentions of suicidal thoughts, etc.?

hi everyone. i js wanna come on and say that I am struggling so much. and no im not saying this to get attention or condolences I just thought i should address why I havent been active as of late. a lot has gone on to the point i cant eat or sleep. every movement is so painful and idk how much longer I can hang on. please know it is none of your faults I am just in a place of dismal and my depression has slapped me in the face so hard that I've began dissociating again. I am trying to forget everything that's happened but it's too much. all I will say is that police WILL be involved as soon as I can go to them. im so so sorry for the lack of posts I am just not in the best space to do so. pls pls understand I haven't left any fandoms and that once I am back to an appropriate health I will try to post. y'all actually mean the world to me so js know im not going anywhere. at least I hope not. enjoy the 4th if you celebrate and if you dont, enjoy today anyways. it doesn't take much for someone to ruin your day and even your year. yall r so much more than what u think. ive asked my mom to put me back in therapy because this has taken a HUGE toll on me and I will ask to be admitted into the hospital (not mental, just a regular one), so i can try to find a way to get better. ich liebe dich❤

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[honigimkopfs-blog]

vetrauen ist unsere größte schwachstelle, verrat ist unser größter feind.

trotzdem liegen vertrauen und verrat so nah beieinander

#wahrheit #verrat #nichte #feind #frustración #große liebe #i love it #depressionen #depression borderline #wahre geschichte #saeran x reader ansgst #angst with a happy ending #true words #true story