#black clover imagine

[bowandcurtsey]

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

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?

#yami sukehiro x reader #yami sukehiro headcanons #yami sukehiro smut #yami sukehiro scenarios #yami x reader #zora ideale x reader #zora ideale headcanons #zora ideale smut #zora x reader #magna swing x reader #magna x reader #magna swing smut #black clover headcanons #black clover imagine #black clover x reader #black clover scenarios #black clover fanfiction #black clover imagines #smut #black clover smut #lemon #magna swing headcanons

[katsuma6]

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.

#anime #black clover #black clover headcanons #black clover imagine #black clover x reader #zora ideale #yami sukehiro #william vangeance #fuegoleon vermillion #nozel silva #black clover anime #black clover x you

[spinningwebsandtales]

Imagine Taking A Relaxing Bath With Yami

Yami Sukehiro X FemReader

Rating: T+

Warnings: Suggestive themes, mentions of nudity, flirting, and I believe Yami is a warning in himself

Word Count: 1k

(A/N:) Oh my gosh y’all! The Black Clover movie is sooooo good! It made me realize how much I miss the anime! I’m keeping up with the manga and reading the chapters as they are released but man there are so many things I want to see come to life! Hey Black Clover studio new season when?! Anyway my magical husband is back (he needed more scenes but honestly I can’t get enough Yami anyway) and I need some self-indulgence stuff! XD So bear with me as I go insane! ~Countess

The Black Bulls had been your home for awhile now and you had seen many battles. Some tough. Some easy. The other members felt like family and you grew closer to each and every one of them every single day. Yami was a different story as you were in a relationship with the dark haired captain. While he seemed rough and crude, he was actually a caring man that showed how much he cared in different ways. He always seemed to in tune to your needs or how you were feeling. While he wasn’t much into PDA, in private he made sure to make up for it tenfold. You couldn’t complain about your life and you enjoyed all that being a magic knight had to offer. But it wasn’t easy all the time. Missions were rough and you did get hurt several times. It was the aches the next day that had you trying to rest to get well enough before the next mission.

Your body was covered in scratches and bruises were beginning to mar your skin. Yami had been out the majority of the day as he had a meeting with the wizard king. He took the loudest Black Bull members with him as well, leaving the base quiet enough that you could get some much needed rest. 

Night was covering the sky and still Yami had yet to return. At first you had been concerned that he was hurt or finding the company of other women. But you were quick to find out Yami was strong and not that type of man. Though he did enjoy gambling too much and if you went to look for him, you normally found him gambling all his earnings and then some, away in some seedy tavern. So instead of worrying, you decided to ease the aches by taking a much needed hot bath. Grabbing the few supplies you kept for your personal use, you went to the bathing room of the base. There was two different areas, one for the women and one for the men. Naturally you went into the women’s bath and the steam that greeted you had you relaxing just from the feel alone. 

All the tension melted away as soon as you hit the hot water and in mere seconds you were submerged up to your neck. You hummed softly stretching your joints and wiggling your digits in the water. You hadn’t been soaking long when the door opened. You weren’t facing the doorway and you couldn’t really see due to the heavy fog of steam, so the only option was to call out the name of the person you thought it could be.

“Vanessa?”

The clack of a wooden tub and a rough chuckle split the air, “Not even close sweetheart.”

You couldn’t get turned around before Yami was kissing the back of your neck. His large hand keeping your hair out of the way of his affections.

“Yami,” you whimpered.

“Mmmm?”

“This is the women’s bath you perv.”

Yami only chuckled and you braved turning around. Relief flooded you at seeing he was a little decent with the loincloth still wrapped around him. Though it made you realize your situation as you were naked as the day you were born. While he was occupied you grabbed the towel you’d brought to dry off with and wrapped yourself in it, to save a little bit of your womanly modesty. Yami had rinsed himself off and didn’t take long on getting in himself. Like you he was tired and sore and the hot water was doing wonders for his body. While you were happy to see him you stayed on the far side of the bath giving him enough space. Yami didn’t like you so far away, so while you were occupied lathering a cloth with soap he made his move. You squeaked when you felt his large hands grasp your waist and unceremoniously plopped you into his lap with a splash. You fought causing water to go over the edge of the tub, but Yami held firm refusing to let you go.

“Do your thing I’m not even here,” he grinned before nibbling at your bare shoulder.

“It sure feels like you’re here,” you retorted. 

You couldn’t be mad at him though as you felt safe in his arms while the warmth of the water seeped into your bones. Yami continued to kiss you while watching you scrub at your arms and legs, getting yourself clean. You rinsed off, splashing Yami a little in the process. You were about to get up when he opened the back of your towel. Before you could protest he shushed you quickly, taking the cloth you had used and started to wash your back. You melted into his touch as he got where you couldn’t reach. His fingertips blazing a trail down your spine, you shivered despite the heat. When he was done, Yami spun you around so you could face him. Your towel barely holding up as you kept a hand pressed to your chest. His warm gaze lingered on your lips before he leaned in and took your mouth. You moaned loudly, clinging onto the giant of a man that you called yours. Your senses filled with Yami. His touch, his breath, his skin, everything. You begin to lose where you ended and he started as he starved for your taste. The water suddenly became too hot and you couldn’t take it much longer. Yami sensed your desperation and pulled away. He chuckled at your dazed look while helping lift you from the water. He got you a dry towel and turned away, leaving you to change into something decent. When you were done, Yami had changed into a fresh pair of sleep pants. He took your hand, leading you out of the room and towards your and his shared bedroom. Your aches had finally left your body and you were ready to go back to work. Though you were sure you were going to need another bath to ease yourself of the pains if Yami had his way tonight. There was a high chance he would get what he wanted, as you couldn’t say no to your beloved captain.

#Yami Sukehiro X Reader #Yami Sukehiro / Reader #Yami Sukehiro #Black Clover #Yami Sukehiro Imagine #Black Clover Imagine #Imagine #Not My Gif #My Writing

[bugsyfics]

✰ [ kinktober '23 m. list ] ✰

-> welcome, you've been granted exclusive access to this October's spiciest VHS collection. indulge in your most daring fantasies and become immersed in sinful stories that will leave you gasping and crying out in pleasure terror!

quick a.n.: yes, hello, i am back after a year and some much-needed rest from social media. I apologize for being gone so long, however, I've finally had some time and inspiration to write (yay!!) and im so excited to share my love for kinktober once again. You may also notice a new addition of the SW fandom

⚠︎ disclaimer: this is 18+, so mdni. Also, these dates are subject to change, but I am making it my upmost priority to see that all of these will be completed (there will not be a repeat of last year, I promise)

▸ 10 : 04 | ❝ VIRGINITY KINK ❞

STARRING: SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS & READER

▸ 10 : 08 | ❝ PERVERSION ❞

STARRING: NOZEL SILVA & READER

▸ 10 : 13 | ❝ ORAL FIXATION ❞

STARRING: DARYL DIXON & READER

▸ 10 : 18 | ❝ THREESOME + SIZE KINK ❞

STARRING: ANAKIN SKYWALKER, OBI-WAN KENOBI, & READER

▸ 10 : 22 | ❝ SEX TAPE + AGE GAP + SQUIRTING ❞

STARRING: RICK GRIMES & READER

▸ 10 : 27 | ❝ OVERSTIM + PRAISE ❞

STARRING: UNDERTAKER & READER

▸ 10 : 31 ???

Ready to press play?

#kinktober 2023 #kinktober masterlist #sebastian michaelis x reader #rick grimes x reader #anakin x reader #obi wan x reader #nozel silva x reader #undertaker x reader #daryl dixon x reader #black clover imagine #black butler scenarios #black butler fanfiction #twd smut #star wars smut #twd imagine #star wars imagine

[duckymcdoorknob]

Lmao this is so self indulgent

Enjoy my Brainrot

𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑘!𝐹𝑖𝑛𝑟𝑎𝑙…

Who’s breath caught in his throat the first time he saw you.

Who’s face blushed a beautiful crimson when Yami introduced you to him.

Who was apprehensive to show you his magic, and was genuinely shocked when you were awestruck by it.

Who slowly started to fall for you more and more as the days progressed.

Who found himself going out of his way to spend time with you, and followed you everywhere, like a lost puppy.

Who is so obvious about his big fat crush on you.

Who is relentlessly teased by Vanessa and Yami, but ultimately has them rooting for him.

Who went to Magna and Luck for advice, and was actually given some pretty good tips.

Who ensures that he compliments you every time he sees you. Whether you are happy or sad, dressed up or fresh out of bed, Fin finds you absolutely beautiful, and wants you to know.

Who was shocked to discover that he no longer felt the desire to be flirtatious towards others, the action not sitting right with him.

Who loves to sit next to you and nonchalantly drape his arm around your shoulder, or “casually” play with your hand.

Who short circuited the first time that he draped his arm around you, and you leaned into his chest to relax.

Who glared daggers at Magna, when the little shit pointed out the blush dusting his cheeks.

Who adores rubbing your shoulders whenever he stands by you. The stress of being a magic knight is one he knows very well, so it brings him joy to offer you any relief that he can.

Who smiles at the way you react to the massage, simply melting into the touch, and staggering backward onto his chest.

Who gaped at you the first time that you took his hand to help calm him down, sweetly murmuring “it’s okay, I’ve got you” as you gently rubbed your thumb over the base of his own.

Who allows himself to be extremely vulnerable aground you, never hesitating to go to you in times of need.

Who will wordlessly knock on your door, and head straight to your bed. Who stares blankly at the wall, finally allowing his tears to flow, all while you run your fingers through his hair and gently hum his favorite song for him.

Who simply cannot take the thought of another person calling you theirs, and going absolutely bananas over it,

Who tucks his tail between his legs as he goes to Yami, begging for advice to cope with this, or ideas to ask you out.

Who arrived to the base the next day with a huge bouquet of fresh flowers, a dry throat, and a racing heartbeat.

Who looked everywhere but at you as he tries to sputter out a confession.

Who thought his head would explode when you cupped both sides of his face excitedly, and pulled him into a long-awaited kiss.

Who has never blushed harder than when he realized that the Bulls were all watching his scatterbrained self try to spit out a confession.

Who’s stress instantly melted away once you took his hand and smiled at him.

—————♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎—————

#finral roulacase #black clover finral #Finral #Finral imagine #Finral Roulacase Imagine #Finral imagines #Finral Roulacase imagines #Finral x reader #Finral Roulacase x reader #black clover imagine #black clover x reader #anime #anime x reader #black clover #black clover x you #black clover x y/n #this is self indulgent #Finral x ducky

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Hi um ask I ask for Nobel as a father. Like what would he name his kids/ how many kids and just how he would be as a father. If it’s not to much to ask please and thank you. Ps I love your work

Hiya~

I know that this is a very recent ask, but I was in the mood for some soft family/dad vibes (maybe or maybe not because of a Tumblr mutual and their fave), so this just inspired me.

Contains: Papa!Nozel, he's being protective, caring, and protective. Includes 3 small snippets at the end after a general description of Nozel as a father Snippets: Nozel x reader (implied f!reader) Other warnings: none

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Nozel as a father would be a combination of stern, highly protective, and somewhat easily guilt-tripped by his kids.

He wouldn't exactly coddle his kids, but they would be short of anything. He has certain expectations and wants his kids to try and become strong and capable, and he is a very solution oriented father, because he is still unsure of how to express a lot of his feelings. Despite having grown better at it over the years.

If his kids have a problem with something, he'd try to find a solution and very concretely fix a problem. For him questions that have to do with mana are the easiest, because his affinity is very difficult to control, and he had to hone it a lot, since he was, in terms of affinities, the underdog as well. As long as it is a problem involving an information topic, he most likely has a solution, or knows from where to look. It is a way for him to show love, since he didn't receive that kind of support himself after Acier's passing, and he knows how it feels to have to do such things by oneself.

He would have zero tolerance against someone insulting or hurting his children or spouse, which stem from his past and his former wrongdoings. These cause him to jump to rescue perhaps too early, and this time his anger and harsh words would be directed towards the perpetrator, because he doesn't want to be the person he was anymore and is trying to desperately to shake it off. Or push it away. Even if it was long in the past, it does tend to surface when he feels strongly. He would stand between whatever it is and his kids, rather than let them be hurt in any shape or form. He has lost too much, caused too much, and while he meant well in the past, he doesn't want to repeat his former actions. So, he does the opposite.

And because of that, he can also be guilt-tripped easily by his kids. If one of them even insinuates that "dad is mean!" he would stop in his tracks and do any damage control he can in that moment. Essentially, his kids would pretty easily be able to wrap him around their finger.

He is also a very present father. From the very beginning of the children's lives.

The names he would give his children would be soft, renowned and prestigious. And they'd be of french or latin origin, starting with the letters L, N or M.

He'd like to have a few kids. Maybe 3 or 4 ideally. But that would be negotiable.

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You make your way to the nursery, yawning, your steps wobbling ever so slightly.

The room is just behind the door to your grand bedroom, to keep the baby close, and yet, sometimes, it feels so far. Which makes you think about just having the crib next to your bed, but people say that the baby has their own room. The magical device, telling your if the baby is crying, should suffice.

But still... as you wrap your arms around your body, as if hugging yourself, trying to comfort yourself, you can't help but think about how much you'd like to just keep them close. Next to your bed. Even if it meant going against recommendations.

Your hand lands onto the cool metal handle of the door, and you enter into the room, expecting it to be empty.

But... it isn't.

You stop. And look at the figure standing next to the crib.

Moonlight makes his silver hair glimmer, and his head turns ever so slightly at the sound of you entering, but not enough to turn his eyes away from the crib.

"Was the baby crying?" You ask, as if a whisper. Not sure why, but it seems to make sense in the moment. Why else would he be there, as if comforting, guarding, being ... present.

"No," he replies with a whisper of his own as his hand rests on the edge of the crib. "I just... needed to be sure."

"Sure of what?" You ask with a slight frown as you start making your way closer to him.

"That... everything is okay..." he admits with a hushed tone. But in that tone there is something mixed into it that you've... heard maybe once or twice before.

It is something that doesn't quite fit into his mouth. Something that seems so out of place when it comes from him.

And that something was fear.

He sounded like he was afraid. Afraid of walking in and finding... that he wasn't there when he was needed, by his family, by those for whom he'd gladly give his life. Those that meant the world to him.

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"No, we're not getting a cat," he said before taking a sip of his coffee at the breakfast table.

"But daaa-aaad!" The little girl with silver hair whined, looking imploringly at her father.

"No buts," he stated. "Pets are a distraction. And furthermore felines are more in accordance with the House of Vermillion. Which we are not. Once you grow older, we can discuss falconry."

"You're so mean!" She shouted with a pout and crossed her arms as traces of tears rose into her eyes.

A few quiet sobs broke through the air as the only sound.

The little girl, no older than five, was looking straight ahead of herself, not seeing the breakfast on her plate.

Until the silence was broken by a different kind of a sound. "What kind of a cat were you thinking about?" He asked with a small sigh, as a barely audible giggle escaped from you.

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"No one disrespects my family," his tone like ice and daggers combined as he peered down his nose in a manner that only royalty can. "Not even you," he said, words laced with disgust as Damnatio simply sat there.

"I am only telling you what I hear," he stated blankly. "She could use more tutoring with her writing."

"Her penmanship is perfectly satisfactory," Nozel stated as the little girl stood behind her father's back.

"It is fitting for her age group," Damnatio agreed. "But it isn't remarkable either," he added.

"If you were not the legislative representative of the royal houses, I would sue you."

Damnatio's expression stayed the same. "Unfortunately I am," he sighed.

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casually tagging: @kalolasfantasyworld @koneko-pi

#nozel silva #nozel x reader #nozel silva x reader #black clover fanfiction #black clover imagine #black clover x reader

[radiantteacup]

ੈ‧₊˚ 𝐀𝐇, 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄!

༊*·˚ It's Leopold's birthday and the day of his Coming of Age Banquet. After three years of being together you're both finally adults! The two of you spent the banquet lost in each others embrace, and stay that way long after its over. When your dance nears it's end the two of you begin to explore each other more, ad not in an innocent way. (Ps. I suck at writing summaries :p)

˗ˏˋFeaturing ´ˎ˗ Leopold Vermillion

˗ˏˋWarnings ´ˎ˗ Fem + AFAB! reader, Virginity loss, tongue sucking, Cunniligus, getting caught, Vaginal penetration, foul language, overstimulation, light dacryphilia(?), nipple play, licking, fingering, tongue-fucking, edging(?). Not Proofread (I’m tired lol)

˗ˏˋAlso includes´ˎ˗ Spoken Consent! (Queen shit), lots of fluff, very very sweet.

: ̗̀➛I was listening to this while I wrote this.

His heart is hammering in his chest, the thought makes your tummy flutter. Even after three years of dating 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐝 still gets nervous when he's close to you like this. Looking up at him you can't help but smile, he'd grown to be handsome young man. Man. That's right, your sweet boy friend is a man now, he's officially 18.

You're pulled from your thoughts as 𝐋𝐞𝐨 dips you down, his hand cradling your back as you dance across the ballroom floor. His coming of age banquet ended hours ago with only the two of you still remaining but the music still played, though now the candles burned low, leaving the room dimly lit. The ballroom left a mess, gift wrapping, wine glasses, and platters of food scattered across the hall. Yet you two still danced, lost in each others embrace. It's like time stopped for the two of you, for two hearts that beat in a harmony for each other.

When 𝐋𝐞𝐨 pulls you back to his chest you let go of his hands, instead standing on your tip toes and wrapping your arms around his neck. He seems to understand as he leans down, both of his arms fall to your waist, his feet swaying the two of you side to side as he presses his forehead to your own. You close your eyes basking in the gloriousness of it all, nothing could be more perfect than this, than him.

When your eyes open again you find 𝐋𝐞𝐨 staring at you. The loving look in his eyes makes your heart buzz in your chest. You leaned closer to him, ghosting your lips over his own, smiling when he chased the kiss. His slightly chapped lips pressed against your own with such fervor it left your head spinning. His warm tongue slipping into your mouth and dancing with your own. Before too long he took your tongue into his mouth sucking on it gently. The sight was nothing short of erotic and it left your heart pounding almost violently in your chest. Even more so when 𝐋𝐞𝐨's lips slipped from your own down to your neck, sucking pretty purple bruises into the delicate skin there.

A soft sigh escaped your mouth as you tilted your head to the side, giving him more room to work with. You let yourself bask in the feeling of 𝐋𝐞𝐨's affections as his tongue peeked out of his mouth, slowly licking a line down to your breasts. You flinched in surprise when you felt one of his hands begin unlacing your dress. Looking back down at him you could see the raw hunger in his eyes and feel the warmth gathering below your belly right before his recaptured your lips with his own. Slipping out of your high heels you deepened the kiss, letting your tongue dance with his once more.

When his hands got to the last lace of your dress he broke the kiss, his eyes looking to you for permission to remove the gown. Your shy nod was all he needed to drop the silks from your body, leaving only the tight corset and your panties to cover your figure. He wasted no time continuing his assault on your neck, making sure there was no way you'd be able to hide them tomorrow. You were pretty sure he hadn't even thought about that, too lost in marking you as his to consider the aftermath of your rendezvous. Especially if his older brother saw them. Fuegoleon still saw 𝐋𝐞𝐨 as his sweet innocent little brother so you can only imagine what he'd say if he saw you, Leo's girlfriend, covered in hickies. You're sure his reaction would be nothing short of hysterical. But you couldn't find on yourself to tell him to stop, not when you were so focused on the feeling of his big hands pawing at your clothed breasts.

Your thoughts were interrupted by one of 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐝's warm hands traveling to the back of your corset, and the other to the hem of your panties. "C-Can I take them off? Please baby? I'll make you feel so good. I promise!" The desperation in his voice had your tummy doing flips but you couldn't say yes. yet.

"Not here, 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐝. Lets go back to your room, I'd like to avoid any unwanted interruptions." He looked a little disappointed, but it faded quickly as he slipped his long, red cape off his shoulders and over your own before picking you up into his strong arms. Quickly but quietly he carried you to his room, setting you down on his plush mattress. You let yourself sink into the deep-red, satin bedding which cradled you gently while you watched 𝐋𝐞𝐨 strip himself of the luxurious suit you'd chosen for him, for this occasion. By the time he crawled on top of you, he was bare before you and you were even needier than before.

"Can I take them off now? I wanna see you baby. All of you. Pretty please?" The way 𝐋𝐞𝐨 pleaded with you had you growing wetter, god he sounded so hot when he begged. You, again, gave a shy nod before flipping over and propping yourself up on your elbows. Wasting no time, he got to work untying the laces on your corset, pressing gentle kisses to your shoulder every now and again as he worked.

When 𝐋𝐞𝐨 untied the last lacing you tried to shuffle out of it but, he stopped you. "Turn around baby, wanna see your pretty tits." You blush at his words but obey nevertheless, turning over and laying on your back. Licking his lips, he slides the loose corset up and over your head, groaning at the way your breasts jiggle as they're freed from the constricting material.

Then, without warning 𝐋𝐞𝐨 attaches himself to one of your pebbling nipples. The sudden, unexpected feeling of his warm tongue on your sensitive tits has you moaning into the back of one of your hands, the other burying itself into his hair, tugging gently on the roots. You can feel goosebumps rising on your skin as one of his hands slowly slides down towards your panties. He looks up at you, asking for permission once more, but this time he doesn't take your half-assed nod as an answer.

"I wanna hear you say it, baby. Tell me you want this, that you want me." His voice was low and husky as he whispered in your ear, his warm breath tickling your neck.

Cupping his cheeks in the palm of your hands you pull his face close to yours, his lips mere inches from your own. "I want you, 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧. I want to be yours, and for you to be mine. I want you to take me, and for us to be one." Your voice wavered towards the end of your confession, the intimacy of the moment flooding you with warm emotions. The look on his face told you he was feeling the same way, and your suspicions were confirmed when he kissed you.

The kiss was sloppy and rushed but it was still perfect, because it was him. When you parted, both of you were panting loudly, out of breath from the passionate kiss. But, with one final peck to your lips, 𝐋𝐞𝐨 began kissing down your body again, taking his time to worship every inch of your skin. Then, gently, he slid his finger under your panties, gripping the hem of them delicately. With a comforting kiss to your navel, he slowly slid your panties off before tossing to the floor.

You felt your face grow red as 𝐋𝐞𝐨 sat up from where he was on top of you, admiring your body with a look of awe on his face. Gently, his rough hands traveled your body, just taking in your beauty. Then, he took one last look at your face before he backed off of you, grabbing your hips carefully and pulling you to the edge of the bed. For a moment you were confused, but the realization hit you as he kneeled on the floor in front of the bed.

"L-𝐋𝐞𝐨 don't do th- mmh!", you were cut off by a moan as he licked a long stripe through your folds. You could feel your back arch as he continued to lap at your clit, the stimulation sending shocks of pleasure through your entire body. One of your hands buried itself in his hair, the other covering your mouth, desperately trying to muffle your moans. Gently, he brought his thumb to your clit, rubbing small circles on the little button before burying his tongue in your sopping cunt.

Your eyes rolled back, the feeling of his warm muscle wiggling around inside of you was enough to make you go dumb. 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐝 groaned as he basked in the taste of your juices bursting on his tongue. Loud squelching filled the room as he messily tongue fucked you towards your high. You tried so hard to muffle the lewd moans that escaped your mouth but it your attempts were fruitless, especially when the sounds your pussy was making were just as loud. Whines began escaped your puffy lips as you got closer and closer to your high, your resolve dwindling more and more with every passing moment.

Suddenly your entire body contracts, and your mind goes blank as a blanket of euphoria crashes over you. You feel 𝐋𝐞𝐨's left hand pin your hips down to the bed before one of his fingers pushes into your warm cunt. Tears roll down your face from the overstimulation as he pumps his finger in and out of your gummy walls. Before you know it he's adding a second finger, and then a third, until he's satisfied with how stretched out you are.

Then he's crawling back on top of the bed. You can feel him plant a gentle kiss on your forehead before he picks you up into his arms. Then, crawling his knees towards the top of the bed. 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐝 gently rests your head on the pillows before laying you down completely. He plants another kiss on your cheek before crawling between your spread legs. His big hands slide underneath your thighs, placing them over his shoulder before he leans down, whispering softly in your ear, "you 100 percent sure you want this?" You nod, a warm smile gracing your lips as you cup his face in your palms. "I wouldn't want to do this with anybody else, my love."

𝐋𝐞𝐨 feels his heart swell at your words, how did he get so lucky with you? With a final kiss on your left eyebrow he begins slowly pushing his already-hard-cock into your gummy cunt. You hear him groan as your hands gently grip his shoulders. He continues pushing into you until he's buried to the hilt inside your warm pussy. He pauses for a moment, drunk on the feeling of you, of him inside of you.

It isn't until you mumble a soft, "please", that he comes back to his senses. When he does though, he sets a slow pace, drawling his hips back and pushing back in, savoring the moment as much as possible. After a minute or two, he's picking up the pace, thrusting into with more fervor than before. You begin moaning again, that feeling of euphoria drawing closer and closer as 𝐋𝐞𝐨's big cock pounds into your pulsating cunt. "Mhhh, Leo. Fuck, please!" You're so close to cumming, so close to that slice of heaven when you feel your heart drop and you blood run cold.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧! Open this damn door at once!" This booming voice of Fuegoleon sent both of you into panic mode. What was a romantic night of love making, had turned into the two of you trying to get dressed in a hurry without even a moments notice. You slipped your underwear on, desperately trying to find your dress. Then, the realization hit you like a cold bucket of water, your dress was in the ballroom. You turned to look at 𝐋𝐞𝐨, but the look in his eyes told you he'd realized it too. Rushing to his armoire he grabbed a T-shirt and some pants he'd outgrown ages ago and tossed them to you.

By the time the two of you opened the door it'd been a good 5 minutes, but whether it'd been 5 minutes or 5 hours no amount of time would prepare for the pure mortification you felt in this moment. Fuegoleon, your captain was glaring at you like you'd just killed his dog with your dress in his hand, and Mereoleona, the strongest woman you'd ever met, was laughing her ass off behind him.

After 2 painfully long minutes of silence Fuegoleon spoke while tossing you your dress, " I trust that you both know how much trouble you're in." You both nodded too scared to speak, as he stood there staring angrily at both of you. Sure, it was going to suck later, but you didn't regret what you and 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐝 shared, not one bit. Even if you weren't able to finish, just the feeling of being one with him was enough for you.

#Black Clover #Leopold x reader #leopold vermillion #Leopold imagines #Leopold smut #Leopold fluff #Black Clover x reader #black clover imagine #Black clover s #black clover smut

[itjazzbicch]

My Everything

Pairing:  William Vangeance x Reader 

Summary: Still dealing with some issues after the conflict with the elves comes to an end, the reader shows her best friend, William, that they are there for him considering everything he has dealt with, and William shows the reader how much trust he has in them and much deep feelings...

Warnings:  N/A (Just fluff!)

Word Count: 0.6k

First, the elves, then a devil.

Events took a sharp turn that I did not see coming, but I didn't let that stop me from fulfilling my duties and protecting my kingdom and its people. The aftermath was quite messy, but I tried to make the best of it.

"Y/N, what a lovely surprise."

I decided to visit my closest friend, William. He was sitting in a tree by the Golden Dawn's quarters, watching the sunset, his bright eyes flashing through his mask.

"Hey friend," I smiled up, climbing the tree.

"I can come down-"

"It's fine," Climbing up and joining him in the branch, my smile spread to his, "That wasn't much of a struggle."

"I'm glad," He nodded, eyes gazing back to the sunset, as did mine, the sight being one of nature's purest forms of beauty.

"The view from here is gorgeous," I whispered in awe, using that to ease into the conversation I came here to have, "Nothing like a nice view to clear your mind."

"Indeed," He whispered back, still staring at the setting sun as I looked at him:

"I know you recently had an important talk with King Julius. Are you doing better after everything?"

"I do feel better," He sighed, seeing the emotion in his eyes as the sky fell into a darker orange hue, "I feel lighter now if that makes sense."

"I understand," I nodded, taking his full attention as I rested my hand on top of his that was resting on the massive tree branch, whispering, "I know there are some others that may think differently than I do, but I want you to know, William, you're still the same William that is my best friend."

"I couldn't ask for a better friend," He sniffled softly but was still smiling, his hand beginning to shake, and it confused me till his hand started reaching for his mask.

We had been friends for a long time, but I'd never seen his face. However, I was happy that he was confident enough to show me, seeing a dark purple tone along the top of his cheeks, all the way up to his white hair.

"You were hiding a birthmark?" That's what I assumed it was. Only curious and not expecting his correction:

"It's from a curse that was placed on my mother's family."

He'd never been so open to me, putting his head down, holding my hand with both of us, a tear dropping into it as he whispered:

"I imagine you can understand why I keep it hidden. I do feel better now that the truth is out, but I still feel-"

My heart hurt seeing him crying; quickly scooting closer to him, his hands squeezing me harder as I took his cheek, lifting his eyes back into mine.

"William, I don't know a soul who's gone through what yours has," I began, fighting through a few tears of my own, but a smile on my face as I reminded, "But as I said, you're still the William that I hold dear to my heart. I know that your heart is pure, my dear friend."

"My face may be cursed, but I do have one blessing," He smiled back, sniffling as he took my other hand, "That blessing is you."

"Cursed?" I giggled softly, meaning honestly, as I kissed his cheek, "I think you're handsome. Curse or not."

"Is it okay if I continue to be honest with you, Y/N?" Getting confirmation from my nod, it felt as if a bright light was shining from within me when his lips found mine, the light shining brighter as I pressed my lips into his more, gasping slightly as our lips parted, his gorgeous purple eyes glimmering into mine, "You are my everything. "

My heart was beating calmly but so hard. Lost in his sparkling eyes, the purple in the sky coloring us and the tree, smiling more as I nuzzled my nose against his, interlocking our hands:

"I feel the same, William." 

2023 © itjazzbicch — do not repost or translate my work. Likes, reblogs, and comments are always welcome 

#black clover #black clover x reader #black clover imagine #black clover x y/n #black clover fluff #black clover fic #william vangeance #william vangeance x reader #william vangeance x y/n #william vangeance imagine #william vangeance fluff #william vangeance fic #read and enjoy

[mackenziebrooks]

Asta can’t help it when you are all horny and needy for him. Asta swiftly overpowers you after a moment, only breaking away to relish in your words. His growls, His finger dipping into your hole. He starts with one finger first, easing past his knuckle. “Good girl, you always knew how to take your daddy's fingers”.

You let out a gasp as he over powers you, his soft growls made your heart skip a beat but soon you were moaning softly. Feeling his one finger enter you. “Mhm always have to take daddy’s fingers like a good girl”.

Asta smiles feeling proud that he's the one to reduce you to such a state so quickly. He gets you used to his finger first, entering slowly to begin the stretch. He's very attentive to your moans and your pretty pussy that's already making quite a mess. Soon he's entering another, his thick second finger adding to the stretch of your cunt. He curls them, immediately aiming for that soft gummy spot that has you clamping down on him. “Look at you sweetheart. You've been so needy for daddy for quite awhile haven't you?”

#asta #black clover #Asta smut #black clover smut #asta black clover #asta x you #asta x reader #Asta x y/n #black clover asta #black clover icons #black clover headcanons #black clover imagine #asta headcanons #asta imagine

[nakunakunomi]

This drabble is part of my summer celebration collection! Prompt: Water Characters featured: Julius (Black Clover), 2nd person GN Reader Requested by: @sir-sol [a/n]: I am pretty sure that this is not the plot I had originally planned but I kind of ended up liking this. Hope you do too!

It was a beautiful summer day, and Julius was locked inside his office, working hard. It’d be a surprise to everyone surrounding him, but you knew the truth: he was technically not sitting and working there voluntarily, but it was Marx who had finally put his foot down and made sure he did his work instead of strolling around the kingdom in disguise. 

You kind of felt bad, mostly because you were actually planning on joining him for one of his strolls, as it was an exceptionally beautiful day. But you did understand Marx and his reasoning, he had been practically begging the Wizard King to just do a few of his duties, so he didn’t have to make excuses for him for a couple more days. 

You knocked on his door, the hopeful tone with which he said ‘come in’ made your heart skip a beat. He smiled so widely when he saw you, only to have the smile falter the second you closed the door behind you again. You were not here to help him escape, not this time, as you really didn’t want to feel Marx’s wrath. You could, however, make Julius feel a little less lonely and ease his suffering. 

So you had brought some ice cold water, some snacks, and decided to sit right next to him, offering assistance wherever you could. There was not a lot of paperwork that you could help on, but just your company made his work a little more bearable. 

He pushed his chair back, stretching a little, and for a second you were worrying if you were going to have to talk him into doing more work, because he was far from done, and looked like he’d stand up any second. Instead, he patted his lap. 

“Care to take the best seat in the house? Just… to motivate me a little more” 

He didn’t have to say that twice.

#julius novachrono #julius novachrono x reader #black clover #julius x reader #black clover imagine #reader insert #2nd person pov #drabble #gn reader #romance #fluff #short #summer

[itztim3todi3]

Could you do a magna swing (black clover) with a chubby s/o

If not that's perfectly fine!

ᴍᴀʀsʜᴍᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ᴋɪɴɢ

Ofc i love the little fireball

Requests | Open (read rules on pinned first)

Fandoms | Black Clover

Platonic or Romantic? | Romantic

ᴍᴀɢɴᴀ sᴡɪɴɢ

he calls you the marshmallow king/majesty (ur preference)

he loves your thighs, either to rest on them, play with them, or simply stare

he's a bit of a pervert unfortunately so he tends to try and make you flustered

keyword try

he makes himself flustered most of the time when he tries

cuddles into the stomach? check

cuddles into the thighs? check

snuggled into your mochi-like cheeks? check

pushing your cheeks together? check

kisses to your insecure spots? check

kisses to your stretch marks? check

he's just one happy dude who loves to make you confident and give compliments

I need him in my life

he gets you sweets, stuffies, food, and anything

he's cheering you on when you wear clothing that some people would call 'not right' or 'disgusting' when on a bigger person

he sets the people who insult you and your body on fire and struts away all confidently like he isn't going to get scolded by Yami later

he's just a big sweetheart who loves your squishy soft marshmallow body

#zt.writes.shit #my guy has no tags :( #srry going to use other black clover character tags #black clover x reader #black clover x you #x chubby reader #chubby reader #black clover magna #magna x reader #magna swing x reader #black clover fluff #black clover hcs #yami x reader #yami sukehiro x reader #luck x reader #black clover scenarios #black clover imagine #finral x reader #vanessa x reader #asta x reader #yuno x reader

[bowandcurtsey]

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.

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.

#black clover zenon #zenon zogratis hcs #zenon zogratis x reader #zenon x reader #fuegoleon imagine #fuegoleon vermillion x reader #fuegoleon vermillion hc #fuegoleon x reader #nozel silva x reader #nozel imagine #nozel x reader #yami x reader #yami sukehiro x reader #yami sukehiro headcanons #black clover headcanons #black clover imagine #black clover x reader #black clover scenarios #black clover fanfiction #black clover imagines #black clover x you #black clover x y/n

[katsuma6]

Jealous text messages from your Black Clover boyfriend.

#anime #black clover #yami sukehiro #zora ideale #william vangeance #fuegoleon vermillion #nozel silva #yami x reader #zora x reader #fuegoleon x reader #nozel x reader #william x reader #black clover fluff #black clover headcanons #black clover imagine

[spinningwebsandtales]

Imagine Sparring With Yami

Yami Sukehiro X FemReader

Rating: T

Warnings: Suggestive themes, weapons, and teasing

Word Count: 921

Requested by @harlowmembers​

(A/N:) Thank you again for the request! I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope that I was able to do your request justice! Yami is so much fun to write for, it’s just hard for me to get ideas for characters I really love and I can’t figure out why! But I adore having readers who help me through requests so thank you for giving me another opportunity to write for Yami! Until next time happy reading! ~Countess

The clash of metal echoed through the Black Bull’s hideout, leaving all the members cheering for you and the captain. You had been training for the majority of the day, until Asta spotted you working. Then the training session became a sparring session. The young boy relentlessly asking for another round after round after his every defeat against your blade. Hearing the commotion each Black Bull made their way into the training room. Vanessa had to drag Asta away as he kicked and screamed that he wasn’t done. Yami had been the last to see what was going on and he wanted his chance to cross blades with you.

After leaving you to rest a moment you could feel your heart began to pound and the blood boiling in your veins at the thought of sparring with Yami. After taking a breather and getting some water you were ready to face off with Yami. Asta pouted as he was forced to sit amongst his fellow magic knights while they watched their captain spar with you.

“Don’t think I will take it easy on you just because you’re the captain Yami,” you grinned getting in a stance with your blade at the ready.

The dark haired man only chuckled, “Don’t think I’ll take it easy on you, even if you’re my underling.”

You laughed starting to walk in a big circle, trying to find an opening in Yami’s defense. Unlike Asta he was like an impenetrable fortress. No openings, no gaps, just solid all around. Yami’s muscles flexed in his arms and you quickly raised your guard seeing he was fixing to attack. A shadowy blur and he was swinging towards you faster than you could blink. Easily you parried, your arms feeling the shock radiate up your bones. 

‘Definitely stronger than Asta,’ you thought as you gritted your teeth at his strength.

“Give up yet,” Yami asked after seeing the strain on your face.

“You wish,” you hissed shoving him away and going for a strike yourself. Yami blocked the blow, barely breaking a sweat. In strength you couldn’t match him and while he was fast you were faster. You tried to hide your intentions of finding a weak point in his form by making Yami believe it was a game of strength you wanted to play. He gladly accepted already tasting the sweet taste of victory on his tongue. Another clang and your blades met once more, the speed causing them to bounce away from one another. You screamed your frustration letting a little bit of speed burst forth. Yami stepped backwards at the sudden aggression, barely parrying the blow. Now was your chance, pressing forward you gave each blow everything you had. The fury of your slashes only gained momentum as you went faster and faster. Yami tried to stop each blow and hold his ground but you were relentless. He took a step back and then another and another until you had him retreating fully. He gritted his teeth, trying to get in a blow himself but he couldn’t gain enough time for anything except to block.

“Yield Yami,” you panted as you kept striking. Victory was so close and you rather not injure your captain in anyway, but you refused to back off. You had him cornered and you both knew it. While you were waiting for him to give in until Yami surprised you. Your blades clashed and before you could pull back for another strike Yami dug deep for a speed you didn’t know he had. He pushed forward leaving you both locked together. You saw something in his dark eyes you weren’t expecting and it sent a shiver down your spine. 

Keeping one hand on the hilt of his katana, Yami seized your wrists in the other. You always knew him to be a giant of the man but when he held both of your wrists with one palm, you suddenly realized just how large of a man your captain is. Forcing your arms above your head that still gripped your sword, he stepped forward. You gasped at his sudden proximity as the other Black Bulls gaped at their captain and his sudden daringness. 

With his face close enough you could feel the warm puffs of his breath brush your cheeks, your cheeks reddened.

“Thought you had me didn’t you sweetheart,” he purred. “Too bad I don’t mind cheating for what I want.”

You felt the blunt edge of his katana against your neck and the mischievous glint still glowing in his eyes. Yami didn’t waver, even at the sight of your icy glare. 

“I yield,” you growled.

The katana’s pressure left your neck, but Yami still kept you trapped. You looked up to him in confusion, before your body stiffened at the feeling of his lips brushing against yours. The Black Bull members whistled and gasped as their captain made his move. You’d never forget the look on Yami’s face as he smirked at your reaction. Your legs turning into jelly as he released you. You locked your joints, refusing to fall as the dark haired captain walked away.

“I’ll spar with you anytime sweetheart,” Yami replied sheathing his katana and walking out of the room.

The others laughed and talked amongst themselves, until you glared at them causing them to flee from the room. Except for Asta who was ready for another round and you gladly gave the fair haired boy what he wanted, now that you had some frustrations pent up.

#Yami Sukehiro X Reader #Yami Sukehiro / Reader #Yami Sukehiro #Black Clover #Yami Sukehiro Imagine #Black Clover Imagine #Imagine #Not My Gif #My Writing #Request

[stargazer-dreamer]

It's on the Tip of My Tongue Chapter 2

character: yami sukehiro

content warnings: denial of feelings, jealousy

reader: gender neutral; ring magic user

chapter list: 1, 2 [you are here]

notes: also on ao3. 2k word count. pre-relationship. part of the stoprewind verse

Mealtimes at the Black Bulls were chaotic. In the week leading up to your official first day, you had no idea—you hadn’t dined a single meal with them. Either out for lunch with Finral during a break, or so focused on getting your room cleaned that you didn’t notice the plate left for you at the door until it grew cold, you hadn’t sat down at the table with everyone until the ebony robe sat upon your shoulders and the paperwork was properly filed away. And even then, it took the witch coming out to find you and bring you back already in the thick of it to get you to understand exactly how hectic things could get.

It was well-past noon, and you and Yami had wandered aimlessly throughout the forest talking. It turns out, he was serious about getting to know you—but his version of this seemed to only consist of asking unrelated questions one after another until you were sure he didn’t actually care about the answers he was getting at all. It became quite repetitive, a question and a reply, the captain barely sparing a moment to reflect on your answer given until he’s moved on to the next.

He probably does this to all the new guys, you thought, stepping over a fallen tree branch in the path, to help them feel included. You were going to be living under the same roof—you figured the plan was that Yami would spend some quality time with you before returning back to his normal routine. Break the ice, learn some facts about you, converse a little. The two of you were, after all, supposed to be working closely together from then on out. It made sense that he would be working from a mental script—he was the captain. This was apart of the job.

Nothing else to it. Nothing at all. But I didn’t know Yami was such a poor conversationalist…

It was starting to get ridiculous. You watched as he bent to pick the branch off of the ground. Pausing for a moment, he slowly rose to full height with it in hand, an unidentifiable look sitting on his face. Eyes on the branch, you watched as his eyebrows furrowed. And then, in a large swooping motion, he whipped the branch to the side. You blinked. He did it again, and again, and again, and with one step forward one more time, before straightening back up again.

After a pause, he looked at you, tossing the branch to the side. He said—“What do you like to eat?”

For a moment, all you could do was stare. What kind of a demonstration was that? And that’s what he decided to ask you? Mouth opening trying to formulate a response, you were needlessly cut off by a rising, grumbling noise. It came from Yami’s direction. The longer it continued, you realized that it was coming from the captain himself. Namely: his stomach.

“Oh!” you bit back a laugh, understanding the question now. “Oh, you’re—okay, yeah! We can find a place in town. Here—” a ring left one of your fingers and hovered in midair between the two of you. “There’s a place I really like that serves—”

“There you two are!”

Voice drowned out by the sudden interruption, the two of you looked skybound. Up higher than the trees, a figure on a broomstick waved, her dark robe stark against the sky. Flying in a sweeping circle, she found a break in the treeline and descend; the wide brim of her hat fluttering in the wind as she did. Landing, she walked over with the stick over her shoulder. Her eyes shone like jewels, tinted lips curving the closer she got. She was recognizable even from a glance—Vanessa Enoteca.

“I was sent to look for you guys!” she said, with a hand on her hip. She was as beautiful as they say. Perhaps moreso, in person. “Figured you guys would be in town by now, but now that I think about it—this makes way more sense!” She smiled at you like she knew something, but you were certain you had absolutely no clue on what exactly that something was. Before you had time to respond however, her gaze traveled. “A quiet little outing—I didn’t expect that from you, Yami!”

The captain shifted his weight, reaching for a new cigarette and swatting at your still-floating ring, causing it to return to your finger.

The action didn’t go unnoticed, but, “Lunch is ready,” she was carrying on. “Let’s get back and eat!” And with that, she turned on her heels and started down the path with a bounce in her step.

Hesitating, you adjusted the now resting ring on your finger. The final piece of the puzzle put itself into place in your mind as Yami’s hand came down gently on your shoulder as he passed you, leaning down so his next words were heard by you only—“Next time,” he said, scratching the hairline at the back of his neck. The action drew him closer, and his next words came quieter, a rumble that shot exactly to where it shouldn’t—“There’s a place I like. I’ll take you.”

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Despite the order of finding work, it seemed like the entire squadron was there; filling their plates high and chatting all the while, loud and boisterous—this was the Black Bulls you knew. Sitting in a circle around a rather large table, chairs and sofas had been moved to gather around; the common room transformed into a space to share a meal together. The noise was incredible, each person’s voice raised to speak over the other, seemingly in a constant loop that grew louder and louder by the second.

“Captain!” called the man with the mohawk. Magna Swing, with his gloves still on and sunglasses pushed up towards his hairline. “I saved seats for you!” He patted heartily at the loveseat beside him, nestled between him and Finral. “Come eat!”

Vanessa found a seat on the opposite end of the table—and it appeared that the only remaining place for you was right next to Yami. A bit sheepishly, you followed him into the fray and sat down. It was a bit of a tight fit—the loveseat was of average size but Yami’s bulk was anything but average. An unfortunate shift in your seat could have your thighs pressed up against each other—and following that specific line of thought, you snuck a peek sideways out of the corner of your eye.

He was silent, face once again unreadable as he filled his plate with the buffet before him. The reach of his arm going across the table towards the various foods stretched his muscles nicely, and when he pulled back, the shape of his biceps had you—

At least Finral was on the other side of you. “Welcome back,” he smiled. “You two were gone for a while.” There was a certain lit to his voice, one that brought to mind the memory of earlier in the day, when just about everyone had laid witness to the misunderstanding in front of the base.

Your face burned. “N-no! We were just talking!” You looked towards Yami but any additional input you hoped he would have provided was nonexistent—his plate now towered high with several portions worth of food. He slapped thieving hands away, the movement drawing your eyes to the ring encircling his finger. Stealing the light, it sat vivid against his skin and the scars that embedded him. A new connection; a bond formed between the two of you, the ring a symbol of your—

“We were just talking,” was your explanation. For everything. “Just walking around the woods!”

Finral gave you another smile, polite this time, and raised his glass to his lips. “Okay, okay. I won’t embarrass you.”

“Nothing to be embarrassed about,” came Yami’s voice before the overloaded plate was dropped in front of you. “Figured we’d talk in peace. Finally. What with you hogging up my new ride’s time and all.” His face was still indescribable, but the angle of his brows were curious as he locked eyes with Finral. “Couldn’t even offer a simple hello before you started portaling across the entire kingdom.”

There was a certain hardness coming from the captain. A pressure that weighed you down, leaving you sinking into the cushions as suddenly an awkwardness settled within the room; a haze that slowly drowned out every voice. Not so subtlety, conversations stilled and all eyes came to your side of the table.

Avoiding every gaze, you focused your attention on the food. There was just about everything on that plate, the entire buffet’s worth of selection spilling over each other and tumbling down the tower every so often—and a glance at Yami found him without a plate of his own. Admittedly, with so many different flavors and textures mixed together, it didn’t look very appetizing at all—but a fork was passed over to you, so you started to dig in, if only to appear that you weren’t paying attention.

Picking at the bread, you listened as Finral sputtered. “I was just doing what you asked of me!” his eyes flickered in your direction. “Come on, I’m not trying to—we still have a lot of places to mark—”

“Now you suddenly want to work.” Coming from Yami, it didn’t sound like a question.

You knew of Finral’s reputation—he was known to slack off, often found leisuring around the castletowns instead of working. You frowned, remembering that day in the alleyway. The two of you were paired up immediately, imprinting upon countless and countless of locations, so really, who’s fault was it that you were often together? Besides, Finral was working—what was wrong with that? From what you’ve heard, he was usually off flirting…

Cutting through your thoughts like a hot knife, your attention was pulled across the table towards the starry-eyed boy from before as he called out to you. The conversation happening at your side drowned out as you tried to remember the kid’s name.

“Asta!” he supplied. “From Hage Village!” You didn’t know where that was. “I didn’t get the chance to ask you before—what kind of magic do you use?”

His obliviousness to the confrontation happening literally right in front of him was a breather, causing a soft reset in the vibe at the table overall. Slowly, conversations started to pick back up and the noise level steadily grew—not to what it once was, but high enough to no longer be as obvious about the eavesdropping as before.

“It’s ring magic,” you explained, trying to concentrate. With multiple conversations happening all around you—including the one currently flying over your head—you were finding it exceedingly difficult to hear yourself. “I can do a lot of things with it, but it follows the basic functions of rings as a whole.”

Asta shoveled food into his mouth as he looked at you in awe. Without swallowing, he asked, “What’s that?”

“Communication. At least, that’s how I think of it.” You thought of playing with your mother’s jewelry box as a child, and fiddling with her rings. They were cheap things, bought on whims, but you didn’t care. They were beautiful; hers, a piece of her left with you while she worked long hours, away from home. You felt your heart start to swell at the thought of it. Inspired, you carried on. “A ring usually signifies a bond or status, so I can use them as communication or tracking devices. Opening portals is what I do the most though—it’s just so much easier to take one step as opposed to walking all the way across town.”

Suddenly solemn, your eyes lowered as you remembered: “It’s not a really desirable attribute though, since it’s so easily replaceable with actual magical items. And it’s no good in a fight.”

“What are you talking about? It sounds like you could do all sorts of cool stuff,” Asta chewed. “Besides, it doesn’t matter what other people think—aren’t you here because of your magic?”

You didn’t know what to say.

“If you want to learn how to fight, I can teach you!” A messy-haired boy spoke up from the other end of the table. You recognized him as Luck Volta; and if his reputation is anything to go by, you knew taking him up on that offer was a bad idea.

His static raising your hair already, you frantically shook your head—“No, thank you, really, I’m not good at that—”

“If you need help with your magic, you should ask Gauche!” A small girl was stuffing her face. As she paused to down her drink, you were able to catch a glimpse of her features—Charmy Pappitson. She pointed in the direction of the man in question. “He’s usually using an item, too—he could probably give you some good advice!”

Gauche Adlai was looking at a photograph in his hand, hardly touching his food at all. Monotone, he replied, “I only help my sister.”

“Focusing on one aspect of your magic isn’t necessarily a bad thing,” Vanessa sipped directly from a bottle. “You’re working on portals, right? I heard you can make a whole lot more than you used to—and it’s only been a week! You should give it a proper spin.” Before you could ask what that meant exactly, the shine in her eyes appeared again as she stood up from her seat. Circling the table quickly, she came to a stop behind you. With each arm, she pulled both Finral and Yami closer, encaging you in a huddle of sorts.

“Okay you two, I think we can all agree that Finral can take a little break,” she smiled. “Yami! Why don’t you two lovebirds go on that mission you were talking about earlier?” She shot you a wink, “The two of you are perfect for the job!”

#yami sukehiro #black clover #black clover fic #black clover fanfic #black clover fanfiction #yami sukehiro x reader #yami sukehiro x you #yami sukehiro x y/n #black clover imagine #black clover imagines #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #stoprewind #thank you guys for all the nice comments on chapter 1 <3 #admittedly this wasnt originally supposed to be ''chapter 2'' but #since this takes place during the same day i figured i should keep them together. #ive been slowly chipping away at this since april *wipes sweat* #ive been suffering from major writers block for months #anyways i hope you enjoy

[duckymcdoorknob]

Hi ducky can I please have an emergency request? can u write a story for a y/n who keeps her emotions in bc every time she tries to tell someone someone else complains about something.

and I think u started watching black clover so can u write it with luck and magna ? either together or separate is okey.

thank u 💔

Yes you sure can.

Bumping this one up bc I’m really feeling this hardcore rn

I may make this kinda self-indulgent with the issues y/n is facing???

My dms are open if you wanna vent! I’m here for you, anon. 💜💜💜💜

CW BELOW THE CUT: none.

Luck Voltia and Magna Swing

Things weren’t going too well for you, there’s no way to hide that fact.

From whatever it was, your day was poisoned by unhappiness, and you didn’t know what to do to aid it.

Of course, you refused to let any of the other bulls in on how you were feeling. It was especially difficult to keep Asta from pestering you; the kid is very attentive.

“Show. Never tell.” Is what you would tell yourself, forcing the feelings back into a tiny box.

You tried so hard to keep your face up as you walked through the base, but most days it was impossible to get anything besides a hopeless frown.

When asked how you were, you shrugged it off, merely explaining that you just have a “resting sad face”

Many believed you, nodding with an “ohh” while walking away.

But Magna we’re not buying into any of your nonsense. The two would exchange worried glances at your excuses.

When the team slowly gathered together in the living room after dinner, you were not doing great whatsoever. Your mood was sour, and you were barely focused on anything.

“Hey, everything alright?” Asta asked as he sat next to you. “You didn’t eat at dinner, and usually you have a great appetite.”

You sighed with a broken smile, “To be honest I’m-“

“Oh my god, Asta, did you see what Yami had me doing today? I didn’t get a break once! I’m so tired of being his wheels all the time,” Finral whined as he plopped down next to the anti-magic user.

To your dismay, everyone gathered around their senior to listen to his tale of woe, leaving you behind and ignored again.

You stand up and retreat to your bedroom, leaving without a single word.

You didn’t have much time alone before there was a gentle knocking on your door. “(Y/N)? Can we come in?” It was Luck’s voice…?

You didn’t reply, instead burying your head into your pillow. You heard their bickering through the door.

“Looks like we’re doing this the hard way-“

“Magna no! They didn’t give us permission to come in-“

“And what if something happened to them?? Would you rather us stand out here and do nothing when-“

“You need to respect their wishes!”

“You can come in,” you say stoically, not moving from your previous position.

The door opens slowly, revealing the two bulls.

“Hey, careful doing that,” Magna quickly made his way over to your bed, turning your head toward them. “You’ll suffocate if you don’t leave room for air.”

“Whatever…” you murmur, eyes glazed over.

“(N/N),” Luck begins, “Are you okay?”

You sit upright to greet them “Yeah I’m-“

“No, like actually okay,” he interrupts, moving to sit next to you.

There’s a solemn silence…

“Hey, (N/N), tell us what’s going on, kid,” Magna hums as he brushes a few stray hairs out of your face, sitting on your other side.

They wait with baited breath for your reply, worry evident in their eyes.

“I’m not okay… and I don’t know what to do,” you finally confess in a sotto-voce tone.

Both put a supportive hand on your back or shoulder, listening carefully.

“Everything is falling apart… and I-I’m not sure what to do. I’m usually g-good at fixing things but…” you laugh a bit in pitifulness, “I can’t even fix myself.”

“You don’t have to fix yourself; that’s why we’re here,” the mowhawked mage mutters, squeezing your shoulder gingerly.

“But what if I can’t be fixed? What if I have to live like this every day?”

“Nothing lasts forever,” Luck’s sweet voice chimes. “Time won’t stop whenever you feel sad, it will keep moving and you’ll be forced to feel better.”

“It feels so hopeless… nobody cares…” you whisper

“That’s not-“ he attempts.

“It is true. The moment Fin complained, everyone turned to listen to him instead. I don’t feel heard or respected… I don’t-“ tears start to fill your eyes “I feel so alone.”

“Hey,” Magna’s low voice sounds, “You are far from alone…” he wipes a falling tear with his thumb. “You have people who love you and are willing to support you every step of the way.”

“Yeah!” A quiet cheer of approval left the lightning mage. “You know how much we love you, and we would do anything for you to feel like yourself again.”

The flame mage gets in front of you, locking your eyes. “Tell us anything that’s on your mind… what’s making you feel like less than you are? Anything is fair game, don’t be afraid.”

You look around at their concerned faces once more, and suddenly everything falls apart. Your shoulders heave up and down as your body is wracked with the sobs you’ve been keeping hidden.

As you wail loudly, the two instantly move in to hug you. Magna cradles your head against his chest while Luck hugs around your torso and lays his head on your lap.

The two wordlessly cling onto you as you spill your tale of woe. Many—having heard your pained cries— attempt to check in multiple times. Magna shooed them instantly, shooting a death glare to anyone who tried to enter.

When you finally finished, you slumped downward, resting in their loving embrace. “Thank you…”

“Anytime, kid… anytime.” Magna whispered as he pats your shoulder.

When no response was given from the Cherry berserker, the two of you look down to notice that he had fallen asleep on your lap.

And for the first time that day, you started laughing.

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