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dumplingfaye · 2 years
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田代弓也(弓矢) @hot_monkey (My edit)
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Imagine watching helplessly as you’re friends and family (adopted sons) are killed by you’re own hand (T ’^`T)
poor Julius
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courtesanofdeath · 10 months
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yami with his 42-year-old baby
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awakefor48hours · 7 months
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is this a format?
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Hello I want to request for headcanons or fics whatever you're in the mood for with fue, nozel, nacht and Julius they wake up in the morning and see their s/o whos period spills onto their bed and she wakes up and is super embarrassed about it
If you're uncomfortable with the topic you don't have to write for it tho it's okay
Hello! No worries, I'm not uncomfortable with blood or periods ^^
This turned quite long, but hopefully you don't mind. The guys are worried about reader being alright, but do comfort the reader, all in their own ways. ^^
Pairings: Fuegoleon x f!reader, Nozel x f!reader, Nacht x f!reader, Julius x f!reader Fanfic type: Headcanons Genre: general/comforting Total length: ~2.1k Warnings: a lot of mentions and depictions of blood (since periods are a main topic of this), the guys being a little worried since blood spilling in the bed isn't common at all to them, but it's a kind of .. hurt-comfort I suppose
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Fuegoleon
He has always been one to rise early. That is not to say that if he can spare the time, he doesn’t mind sleeping in, especially after you came a part of his life. And it was also this morning that he was the first to rise.
For a while he simply lied there, next to you and admired your sleeping form next to you. But he didn’t want to wake you up, so he thought that he might just as well get up and do a little morning exercising.
He pushed aside of the covers and sat up, but as he turned to take one more glance of you, he saw blood, under you, staining the covers.
His immediate thought was about you being alright. But you were breathing, and there weren’t signs of distress, which meant that it must’ve been your periods. And for a while he wondered if he should really wake you up, instead of having you lie on bloody sheets.
But as you begun shifting around, and woke up, little by little, he didn’t need to wonder about it.
He sat onto his side of the bed, and placed his hand onto your side, stroking you. “Good morning,” he wished with gentle syllables. “How are you feeling?”
You stretched and greeted him with a smile, but as your consciousness came through from dream lands, you realized that you were feeling a bit… sticky, and the sheets felt a bit wet. Which could mean a couple of things. That you had been sweating in your sleep, or…
So, you sat up, without a reply, and uncovered yourself, only to see bloody sheets, which is why you hastily pulled the covers back over you while staring down to your hands.
You couldn’t believe that your periods had come in early. Or was it really early? Had you just forgotten about where you were in the cycle? In any case you started doing the math in your head, while not daring to look at him. But still, you managed to mumble out a “I’m sorry…”
He placed his hand onto your shoulder, and, even without looking at him, you heard his tender tone. “It’s alright,” he told you. “Periods are a completely natural thing to have.”
Carefully your eyes started to lift from the sheets to him.
“Are you… in pain?” He inquired, telling you that the sheets were the least of his worries.
“A… little bit,” you admitted because the period pains were also creeping in on you.
He pulled you close, and assured you that it’d be alright. His right hand settled onto your lower stomach, and added a bit of warmth to soothe you. “It’ll be alright,” he repeated, and simply held you close, stroking you and focusing on being there for you.
And you… you did feel loved and cared for. For a moment you even forgot about the sheets, but it felt wonderful to know that there was no shame in showing him that you were on your periods.
Nozel
Light started to filter through the curtains to Nozel’s eyes, waking him up. And he knew that he should get up. Get to work. Complete tasks that were on the list for the day, but… the bed was warm. Soft… and most importantly, you were there.
So, he rolled over, and wrapped his arms around you, as much as he could while lying down, and snuggled close to you. But as he settled there, next to you, his hand brushed something… wet? Sticky? And as he ruffled the sheets, there was a faint scent of iron.
He felt his stomach twist, and his heart begun racing, which made him wide awake. But as soon as he was, awake, eyes open. He tried to reason to himself.
No one could have gotten in. And hurt you. So it must’ve been something else.
Regardless, he sat up, and tried to inspect if anything seemed amiss.  And as he pulled his hand away from under the covers, there were red stains covering his skin, which caused him to promptly pull aside the blanket to see the sheets under you stained with blood.
You awoke to the sudden movement, and looked at him with a frown, as he looked under you.
Your eyes followed his gaze and saw the stains as well, filling your mind with questions about if you were supposed to have your periods already. But the questions only crossed your mind for a fraction of a second, as embarrassment took its place, making your cheeks feel warm.
“I’m-, sorry,” you apologized not daring to meet his gaze, as you were afraid that he’d say something… something less than pleasant about it. Or perhaps would wish to have separate beds from now on, so that he wouldn’t have to worry about waking up in a pool of blood.
But instead, he took your hand and looked at you. His lips were parted, as if he was thinking about what to say. And he continued to think for quite a while, until he frowned at his own ability to say The Right thing, if there was such.
Then he closed his mouth, only to open it up again as his eyes averted. “If you wish, we can… go wash up as the servants change the sheets,” he stated. “And we’ll… find a solution.”
“I’m… sorry,” you apologized again, while looking down again.
“It’s not your fault,” he interjected. “It was unexpected,” he continued while giving your hand a squeeze, which gave you the reassurance you needed to look at him.
His cheeks were tinted with a hint of red, and his eyes were still to the side.
He wasn’t trying to guilt you, but instead he was trying to solve it. Solve the situation where you were still sitting on bloody sheets, while circling around commenting on the state of the linen.
But most importantly, he wasn’t trying to blame you.
“I’m certain it’s unpleasant to wake up in… such a state,” he said. “So, if you wish, we can-, freshen up.” He meant well. And honestly, it wasn’t fun to sit there, feeling the sticky, drying period blood on you, along with the creeping period pain.
“Let’s do that,” you finally admitted with soft syllables, with which he lead you, still holding you by the hand, to the wash room. He made sure you had the softest towels, and that the water was warm enough, before telling the servants to change the sheets.
Nacht
Nacht usually wakes up quite early. That is if he has fallen asleep in the first place, since he is quite a bit of a night owl. Though he might prefer “creature of the night”, if he had to choose, not that he necessarily would take kindly being called either by anyone aside of you, because from you it comes with love.
However, this morning, he was up, walking around with a book in hand instead of sitting down to read it, as he passed by the bed where you were still sleeping.
You rolled over in your sleep, pushing aside a lot of the covers as you did so, which revealed a large crimson stain under you, which made Nacht stop.
There was a passing, split second of pain in him for seeing so much blood under you. But he is able to keep himself calm, and collected, because this must simply be your periods. After all, you were moving around and breathing with no sounds of distress, so it was something natural. And periods were by far the most common explanation.
But there was still something so unsightly in the idea of you having to lay in, essentially, a pool of blood. It must’ve been rather uncomfortable.
So, he sat down to the edge of the bed, and gently shook you awake.
“Good morning,” he wished with a gentle tone of voice, to which you replied with a sleepy tone of your own.
But as you regained your consciousness from the dreamlands where you had ventured in your sleep, you begun to feel… something sticky? Wet and… less than nice?
You tried to prop yourself up and as you did, you looked at your hand which was now covered in a thin layer of blood, which was when it dawned on you: the bed was stained from your periods.
You averted your gaze, still looking down to the sheets and apologized. It’d be a pain to get the stains out of the sheets, not to mention the mattress. And you didn’t want to be a burden on him.
But after the apology had flowed out from you, he asked: “Why are you apologizing?”
You looked at him, and there was that smiling expression, but in his smile, you could see a faint frown. Because he didn’t really understand why you needed to apologize for something that you had no control over.
“Because… I stained the sheets…” you replied.
“It was an accident, of which you have no control over. But we can get around it by tracking your cycle in a calendar and taking precautions,” he stated, trying to find a solution.
You nodded, because it did sound sensible. And he was solution oriented to a lot of things, but that didn’t really help with your emotions right there and then.
“We will manage,” he still continued, and took a hold of your hand, while pulling you close. His left hand settled to your head, and pressed it against his chest, as his right held you from the waist.
He might not have been the best at offering words of comfort, but he wanted you to know that he was there for you when you needed it. And he always would be.
Julius
If he can, he likes to sleep as late as possible. That is if he doesn’t have a plan on going anywhere, aside of work.
And thus, in his sleep, he rolled over and snuggled close to you, smiling widely. Because… why wouldn’t he? He was right there, with the love of his life, in a warm, soft bed without a care in the world. If he didn’t count Marx bugging him about paperwork, which wasn’t really a care in itself either, since there was a point in doing the work. A very valid point at that.
But for now, he simply wished to snuggle next to you for a few more minutes, so he pulled you closer, reached a little further around you and there was… dampness? Stickiness? But it didn’t feel like anything he was necessarily familiar wi-
Then it dawned on him. It felt a lot like blood. But you were sleeping blissfully in his arms. He could feel your chest rising and falling, and there were no signs of uneasiness.
He propped himself up, nudging you unintentionally in the process, which caused your eyes to flicker open.
“Good morning,” you smiled to him as you were coming to from the sleep.
“Good morning,” he wished back. “How are you feeling?”
You hummed for a while, then realizing that there was something… something damp and it… wasn’t quite sweat, because sweat wasn’t this sticky and… You got up, and reached under you, only to pull your bloodied hand back and look at it.
You could have prepared to this, or that was what you thought to yourself. You could have been counting days there was to your periods. Though there was sometimes bound to be some variation, and considering everything that had been going on lately and-
“Are you in pain?” He asked, waking you from the train of your thoughts.
“I’m sorry… for staining the sheets,” you replied, not really answering to his question.
He blinked for a moment, before letting out a laugh. “We can always get more sheets,” he smiled to you while pulling you closer. “There’s nothing to worry about,” he assured you.
You turned to look at him, the best you could, and quite simply looked at him. And he just smiled in return.
He smiled that bright reassuring smile of his that made you think that everything would be alright in the world, no matter what. He wasn’t mad, or upset with you. To him it was simply a part of life.
And you could always get more sheets.
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kleftiko · 11 months
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❦ TITS, ASS, OR THIGHS?
cw: mature, fem!reader
MHA VERSION | JJK VERSION
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—yami
you CANNOT convince me that this man doesn’t just SCREAM ‘ass.’ handfuls, too. and the smacks that he subjects you to. he may be an oblivious man, but he has 20/20 ass vision. he’ll hold you up against the wall just to massage your ass in his hands.
—nozel
i can’t decide if he’s a tits or thighs guy. my thoughts: straddle his lap so your thighs can wrap around his waist and he can suffocate himself in your tits. best of both worlds. and make sure no one disturbs him during this time, he’s dead to the world.
—william
tits and is shy about it. sometimes you’re talking to him and his eyes just drift down to your chest and he starts daydreaming of just shoving his face in there and motorboating (gets sooooo red if you catch him). loves when you hold him cause he can just bury himself in your tits.
—julius
this fashion icon loves thighs as his favourite ear muffs. i think he’s a little masochistic so snap his neck with them and he will thank you. wear skirts or short shorts so he can just shamelessly stare at you. will subconsciously just move his hand between your thighs to touch the plush lol.
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kyokutsu-sama · 9 days
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Headcanons
"What is it like living with them?"- Captain x f!reader
A/n: I'm at my creative peak for the Black Clover fandom and I have a lot of drafts to post here about it. I hope I can post some more this week.
Tw: slightly suggestive
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Yami :
Living with the captain of the black bulls is like a complete married life, with children included (in this case they are his squad members) You won't have a minute of peace because he'll always be teasing you here and there and he won't have peace either because the brats always call him to train and when he doesn't, it's Julius who's calling him on a mission again. He, in turn, can't wait to get back to HQ to be with you. Yes, he loves to see you opening your arms to welcome him back. He will ask you to bring him toilet paper in case Asta forgets to put a new roll in the bathroom. You're the only one he lets into the bathroom when he's there. Needless to say, he will kill the poor boy for forgetting about it. The squad members see you as a motherly figure and whenever the captain tries to slice one of them, they run away and hide behind you and you always defend them. Yami doesn't like to get into trouble when you're around and he quickly changes his personality to someone calmer. He likes to go out with you to drink and gamble, he teaches you a lot about card games. In relation to drinking, if you are resistant to alcohol this only brings advantages as he likes someone who can accompany him when drinking. There will be many nights when you wake up on the living room floor after a night of drinking. You almost don't argue because he doesn't like doing it and often prefers to say that you're right just so there isn't a big fuss between you both. Still regarding arguments, this man also has his bad days so if it's something superficial where you're just making a film, he picks you up and takes you to the bedroom to solve the problem. You can be sure that you will forget the reason for the argument. If you want this man's attention, take the cigarette from his lips or hide the pack. You can also steal his sword. He teaches you how to fight with it but don't you dare break his beautiful sword. He's going to have a heart attack (we all know that he has a little fragile heart🤏🤭) just thinking about having to pay for a new one without even having paid for the previous one.
Julius :
Apart from the part where he has to be away for a long time because he is the wizard king, everything is perfect. It turns out that most of the time you have to walk behind him so he doesn't torment someone random because of their magic. Yes, he lets go of your hand in the middle of a walk to see magic. He starts sneaking out of the office more often than before just to be with you. He loves you and it's hard for him to be away from you. In his free time, he takes you for walks, holding your hand and visiting different places. It is worth remembering that he will often have to use magic to change his appearance since if he appears as a wizard king among people he will quickly attract their attention to him. You'll also have to get used to the fact that he always arrives late because of the amount of paperwork he had to sign. He's always teasing you and it only get worse if you're not paying attention. Please, this man needs attention. Of course he also likes to make you laugh if you're sad. You are his queen and like a good king, he needs to take care of his wife. He always makes a point of having meals with you since it's one of the few times you're together. And if he comes home early from work and you're waiting for him, you have long conversations about everything and everyone before bed. (This man loves gossip and tea and no one can convince me otherwise🤭)
As you are the wife of the wizard king, you are greatly adored and respected by the people and when you accompany him to a ceremony in the castle, there will be many eyes on you. If you are not a member of royalty and those looks are disdainful towards you, he will hold your hand and like to show everyone that you are an incredible person and that he is very proud of you.
Fuegoleon :
Living with this man is a dream. He's the husband material and is always kind to you and always tries to meet all of your needs. He spends most of the day busy either in the office or training his magic knights, so if you want to go there, feel free, he loves your visits. You know you've won in life when you're his brothers' protégé. Leopold loves you and calls you to train or do something else. He adores you for being who you are and for taking care of his brother. As for Mereoleona (How I love this woman😫), she easily drags you to the hot springs to talk to you. She may seem harsh about everything but I assure you that she cares about you. Proof of this? She always asks if your brother has taken good care of you and if not, she'll kill him for that, even if the poor guy would never be able to neglect you. I'm not even talking about the part where every time she comes home after being away for months, she always asks you if you're already carrying her nephew. Yes, she is waiting for this and don't make this woman wait. If he has free time, he will look for you so that you can both go out somewhere, be it for a walk or to eat. He also trusts you enough to tell you if something isn't going well at work even if he prefers not to because he doesn't want you to worry. He is very selfless and he doesn't want this to bother you in any way, even if you assure him that this doesn't happen. Just like Julius, if he comes home early, he will immediately look for you. You two also talk a lot about different subjects and besides, he likes to hear your points of view too. There are also frequent cuddle sessions before bed.
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thecuriousquest · 2 months
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Yan!Julius who literally puts you in time out over anything.
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dreamyeuphoricll · 8 months
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I want Asta and Noelle to be my lawyers 😂❤️
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erazr · 6 months
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happy birthday julius !!!! 🎂 it was several days ago but idec, every day is a good day to celebrate julius novachrono, am I right?
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everth1ne · 8 months
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Black Clover - wallpapers
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kurooblossom · 1 year
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First Kiss + Black Clover
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♡ Characters: Charlotte Roselei, Julius Novachrono, Rill Boismortier, Yami Sukehiro
♡ Warnings: Alcohol (Charlotte, Yami), established relationships (various types), fluff, gn!reader, ooc-ness probably, slightly suggestive (Julius)
♡ A/N: I really felt the effects of my writer’s block on this one, especially after Charlotte’s part.💀 If anyone wants a part 2 with the rest of the Captains let me know. If there is enough interest I’ll write it. 
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♕ CHARLOTTE
You would have to be the one to initiate the kiss. As much as Charlotte would want to kiss you, she would overthink your possible reaction, so much so that she just wouldn’t in the end. Assuming that you were not interested in her like that, convincing herself that any flirting you had done were merely friendly banter.
It’s at the end of a long day when you decide to kiss her. You’ve both had a pint or two of alcohol. Charlotte’s flushed cheeks are so cute and you’ve been crushing on her for awhile. She looked too irresistible to pass up.
With a little help of liquid courage, you shoot your shot, prepared for the consequences of your actions if she doesn’t reciprocate.
Slipping their hand behind her head, Y/N pulled the Blue Rose Captain in towards them and pressed their lips to hers. The whole time, their grip on her is loose enough for her to reject them at any time. However, the rejection never comes. A small smile makes it way to Y/N’s lips when they begin to feel her lips move against theirs, her body relaxing into their grasp after the initial shock wears off.
Eventually, the time came to when they begrudgingly needed air. Y/N pecked Charlotte’s lips one last time before pulling away, their hand retreating from Charlotte’s form. The skin on her neck now cold from the lack of warmth Y/N radiated. Bashfully, the Blue Rose’s Captain turned away, hiding her crimson face. Y/N giggled at the gesture, Charlotte’s bashfulness was incredibly adorable like always.
“Does this mean you feel the same, Captain?” Y/N asked, their smile growing.
When the Captain didn’t respond, only small little noises of embarrassment coming from her, Y/N silently pulled one of her hands away from her face and slipped their hand into hers.
♕ JULIUS
Getting the courage to kiss the Wizard King on the cheek, you would kiss him first. Julius, however, wouldn’t let you get away with just a cheek kiss. Being naturally a bit mischievous, he takes this opportunity to confirm his suspicions about you.
He slipped his arms around you when you lean in, on your tiptoes, and placed his hands on your lower back. He noticed the way your cheeks slightly darken underneath his touch, but you seemingly ignore it, committing to your kiss.
Your lips briefly contact his cheek before you attempt to run away. His hand on your back keeps you from any true attempt at running though, wrapping his arm around your figure. His grip, however, still loose enough to where you could truly reject him if you wished.
Julius’ other hand slipped behind their neck and guided them to his lips. Y/N gasped against his lips, eyes widening as they fell into his chest. He chuckled against their lips, feeling them melt into his touch.
“That’s more like it,” Julius murmured teasingly, lips brushing against Y/N’s. “No need to be shy.”
“Shut up,” they whined, cheeks darkening even more.
The Wizard King chuckled, pecking their cute pouty lips. As he pulled away, Y/N chased after him, and he gladly allowed them to rejoin their lips. His hands settle on their lower torso and began to explore the unfamiliar area, memorizing their body with his fingers. Only parting again once more when the two heard Marx’s voice from the corridor. 
“We’ll continue this later,” he whispered, pecking their lips once more before pulling away.
♕ RILL
Honestly, this could go either way. It’s just a matter of whoever gets the courage to kiss whom first. 
One of the times when Rill is just being adorably enthusiastic, the urge to kiss him overwhelmed you and you acted on it. Taking his bigger hand into yours, you caught his attention, and pulled him in closer towards you.
Rill’s eyes widen as you pull him in, other hand going to his cheek as you close the distance between the two of you. 
Rill’s cheeks heat up underneath Y/N’s fingertips, his free hand naturally went to their waist. While the kiss is short, no more than a few seconds, it feels like forever as the reality of the situation hit Y/N. Quickly, they pulled away and an unintelligible string of apologies left their lips. Their panicked apology, however, stop when the Captain’s laugh graced their ears.
“Huh?”
Their face was painted in confusion, laughter not being the expected reaction to their kiss.
“I thought I would never get to do this with you,” he admitted, a soft smile appearing on his lips. “I’m so happy.”
“Oh.” Y/N chuckled, their body relaxing at his confession. 
The Aqua Deer Captain’s cheeks darkened, growing shyer as seconds passed as he lingered in his thoughts. His fingers nervously played with the hem of their shirt, hand still remaining on their waist. 
“What is it?” Y/N asked, brows furrowed. 
The young Captain avoided their gaze as he spoke, eyes lingering on the ground behind them.
“C-Can I k-kiss you… again?” He asked bashfully. 
♕ YAMI
The Black Bull’s Captain is the one to kiss you. The two of you go out for some drinks after a long and hard mission, celebrating with your squads on the joint success.
Several hours and pints of alcohol deep, all cares are gone, with the alcohol loosening you two up. Years worth of buried feelings slowly coming to the surface as the intoxicating liquid took over. Your darkened cheeks, disheveled hair, and slightly parted plump lips all too tempting for the Black Bull Captain.
Yami’s arm that laid across the back of the booth seat in the corner of the pub fell down onto your shoulders, and brought you in close to his broad chest. With his free hand, he grabbed your chin and tilted your face upwards. His grip on you loose enough to allow you to move away if you truly wanted to. 
Y/N hummed against his sake-tasting lips, melting into his touch immediately. Maybe it was the alcohol talking or something else, but his lips on theirs felt natural. His lips were warm and soft, the opposite of his normal demeanor. The captain smirked against their lips as they deepened the kiss, hands grabbing at his shirt, desperately wanting to be closer to him.
“Captain!” Asta hollered from across the room, desperately looking for the Captain.
Yami groaned, begrudgingly breaking the kiss. His head fell onto their shoulder, nuzzling his face into their neck. Yami’s large hand fell to their thighs and tiredly began to rub circles onto their skin.  
“Want to take this somewhere more private?” He mumbled after a moment.
“Shouldn’t you go see what he wants?” Y/N asked, brows furrowed.
“He can wait.”
Getting up, Yami pecked their lips before standing with an outstretched hand. Y/N accepted his gesture, slipping their hand into his. The Captain intertwined his fingers with theirs as they left, weaving in and out of the crowd with his thumb mindlessly rubbing over theirs.
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dumplingfaye · 2 years
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 #ユリウス・ノヴァクロノ生誕祭2022 #ユリウス・ノヴァクロノ誕生祭2022 #ルシウス・ゾグラティス生誕祭2022 #ルシウス・ゾグラティス誕生祭2022
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I know it’s bad okay I tried (T’ ᜊ`T)
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Because it’s likely Lucius’s birthday as well I decided to color the complete version and I colored it gold since everybody seems to like it more than the blue and I think people prefer the more detailed version than light level of detail
Old versus new
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taelqn · 1 month
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LUCIUS AND JULIUS CRUSHING ON THE SAME PERSON.
SFW + GN READER + HEADCANONS + SPOILERS ⚠️
♡ Very interesting duo we have here... Two is always better than one, anyway!
♡ First things first, Julius is not content with even the thought of Lucius crushing on you. He’s bothered by that fact, and he would prefer it if you stayed away from Lucius and stuck with him instead. It’s not even out of jealousy; it’s out of concern for your safety. It’s Lucius Zogratis, after all.
♡ Lucius, for his part, finds the situation rather amusing. When it comes to winning you over, Lucius has an unwavering faith in his ability to win your heart and sweep you off your feet before any other man can. In short, Lucius isn’t taking the situation too seriously, for he knows that he can and will have you.
♡ Not that Julius lacks confidence; rather, what I'm trying to convey is that, despite his confidence to win your love, he carries an immense amount of worry for you. Because Julius is the one who knows Lucius best, he fears that Lucius is merely using you.
♡ The situation is complicated, and it’s unlikely that it won’t be any better for you either. Sure, you have two powerful men trying to be yours, one might even say you’re suffering from success.
♡ But you can’t love two people at once, can you?
♡ Unless you can 👀
♡ But anyway, enough with all the complexities of this situation—let’s move onto the benefits of earning these men’s hearts!
♡ Julius and Lucius would literally have to alternate because they are two souls sharing a single body. But I don't think Lucius is a fair player. Since he is the dominant soul, he has the authority to determine whether or not to allow Julius to regain control.
♡ What I’m trying to say here is that if Julius or Lucius wish to spend time with you, they literally have to fight over who gets control of the body. In most cases, it's Lucius who ends up taking over, since he’s the dominant soul and all.
♡ Either way, no matter who’s in control of the body, I'm positive they’ll provide you with a beautiful experience. 
♡ You can anticipate being taken to locations with stunning scenery that are moderately populated if Julius has possession of the body. He will lead you to gorgeous flower-filled gardens, select a flower for you while you're preoccupied and not paying attention, and then surprise you.
♡ Julius won't limit himself to gardens, of course. He'll turn to other naturally beautiful places, frequently taking you to spots where you may feel the sun on your face, feel the wind tousling your hair, and hear birds singing as you and Julius stroll through verdant meadows.
♡ Furthermore, Julius will change his appearance so that no one can identify him, so you shouldn't worry about someone ruining your moment with the Wizard King. In other words, before Lucius takes back control of the body, Julius makes sure to treasure every minute he spends with you.
♡ You will also be taken to beautiful locations by Lucius when he is possessing the body. Lucius will take you to places where you feel as though you are up near the stars, where the soft light of the moon falls on your face, and where you and he can be alone with no one else.
♡ If you have a fear of heights, prepare to face your fears. Of course, he won’t go too crazy with choosing the locations once he finds out about your fear of heights. However, you should still prepare. The man can literally fly, and he wants you to show you what it feels like to roam around the night skies freely.
♡ Lucius, to put it briefly, likes isolated, nighttime locations. One of his favorite tricks is to subtly caress your arm, waist, or neck a few times, just enough to get you flustered.
♡ To sum up, the two men's drive to win your heart will never waver, even if one soul is more dominating than the other. You can decide who you love and whether to quit this game.
I feel like I went off track with this one, oops sorry. Let me know if this even made sense at all I feel like I struggled to explain some stuff here 🫠
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Black Clover - Menu - 09 - 16
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Tenderness and Warmth
Fandom : Black Clover / Pairing : You x Julius / Genre : (imo its mild but it depends on the person) smut and fluff, lighthearted / Other : if you prefer reading it on ao3 it's also there
Summary : After a long day of mutual pinning, You and Julius can finally secretly let it loose once night has fallen and most of his duties are over. Each night brings about a new compliment on his part followed by another shower of physical affection.
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“Your hair is so long!”
Julius sat by your side. One of his favorite things to do after a long day of work and some intimate lovemaking was to compliment you. Each night, he managed to shine light upon a different feature of yourself, which made the feelings you felt for him bloom even more. He never ran out of ideas and most importantly never pointed out the same perfection twice in one night. During the day, he would compliment your overall beauty or say that your current attire suited you well, but at night – as you laid bare before him – he would never resort to such superficial claims. 
“They are soft and fair. You must take good care of them,” he said, stroking the waist long hairs. 
“Don’t even get me started on my haircare routine,” you said with a smile.
“Do share!” Julius said eagerly. The secret was good genes and in fact you didn’t do anything special but use shampoo and conditioner. Afraid of disappointing Julius, you put a finger to your lips, indicating they were sealed and he gave you a pout. 
“They are too beautiful for you to let them be everyday.” Julius began. 
You stared down at the slightly disheveled hairs who shielded your nipples from being shown. You never bothered to style them let alone worry about how they looked. 
“Braids would enhance their beauty!” he finished, before taking a part and making a poor attempt at putting together a braid. You scoffed at his struggle and gently put your hands on his to part them. You took back the part of your hair which Julius was holding and showed him the motions.
“I see! So that’s how it’s done! How fascinating!” he beamed. Whenever he shocastes his – childish – enthusiasm, you couldn’t help but be reminded of a golden retriever wagging its tail. Julius Novachrone, the Wizard King with a hobby of sneaking off of work to discover new magic was now showing eagerness at the idea of learning how to do a braid, all while wearing nothing but his underwear. Who would have thought? You handed him the braid you started and his excitement and contagious smile spread to you. He treated the hair with so much unfamiliarity, the braid wound up loose and undid itself.     
“Oh,” he frowned.
“Do it again,” you encouraged him.
He did it once more and this time, tied it with a ribbon he fetched, seemingly satisfied with himself. A waist length braid now descended from the right side of your neck and down to the bedsheets. 
“I knew it!” Braids do enhance the overall look of your hair.” he said. 
You stroked it, as ideas of hairstyles raced through your mind. You made a mental note to call upon your maid in order to help you out the next morning. The thought of Julius’ reaction made you bite your lips who threatened to let escape a snort. 
“Do you not like it?”
You snapped back to reality and shook your head fervently. “No that’s not it. I love it.” Julius’ heart sunken face made you cup his cheeks, “I’m honored you made it for me. It’s not everyday someone gets to have their hair braided by the Wizard King.” You gave him a sneer, and he scoffed, amused by your words. “Do you believe me now?”
“Under normal circumstances yes, but I am not here as the Wizard King,” he added with a playful look in his eyes. 
“Do you not believe me Julius?” you stroked his cheeks. “I love it, I love everything you do for me, to me. I love you.” You saw his face flush, as you gave his lips a light peck. 
“I believe you now,” he wrapped his hands around your waist, “and I too, love you very much.” 
He returned the peck tenfold. Pressing his lips against yours with fervent motions, only parting to allow you both some air, before leaning back in again. It was already past midnight, and you knew there was no stopping him until he was sure that you were satisfied. The usual round two involved some lighter, delicate intimacy after the longing and mutual pining from a long day of work unfolded as soon as you both reached the bedroom. You slid a hand from his cheek to grab his neck, and the other down to his chest. With great motions, you guided the kiss until you moved to your desired position. As you sat on his lap, allowing one hand to run rampant on his upper body – grazing, scratching, clutching and sinking your nails into his well-built muscles – feeling his hard finger grip the fat of the back of your lower body. To his brief dismay, you parted from the kiss to instead direct your lips to the surface of his neck, both of your hands now resting upon his chest. Julius buried his face on the top of your head, and the sensation of his raspy breath sent a turmoil of butterflies in your stomach. 
“I don’t recall telling you how good they smell,” he said in a whispering voice. You smiled in his neck and grazed your nose upon it’s outline. 
“No, but I do appreciate the compliment. You couldn’t have picked a better moment to mention it,” you teased. 
He brought his hands to your face, lifting it up and pushing back your hair with his fingertips, your cheeks now in his palms. He stared down at you with a forced serious expression that hinted at amusement. “Are you saying I should have kept quiet about it?” he said. 
You gave him a patronizing mock of a smile, “you tell me. As a citizen of the Clover Kingdom, I would never dare tell Julius Novachrono what he can and can’t do.”
“You’re such a tease!” he exclaimed. He gave you a loud peck on the forehead, which caused you to chuckle, before he went and closed the distance between his lips and yours. 
He moved you down to your back, effortlessly removing his underwear while he was at it. His lips found your collarbone, showering it with kisses, as your hands ruffled his blond hair and ran through his back. A groan of pleasure escaped you – his fingers had found your vulva and were manipulating it with dexterity and experience. The familiar sensation sent quivers up your abdomen, as your cunt responded in pleasure, wetting his finger with warm liquids. 
“Julius,” you whimpered. Each moan brought about an increase  of movements on his part – one finger playing with your clitoris in clockwise motions whilst the remaining fingers went in and out of yourself, occasionally caressing it’s outer region.
“Say my name once more,” he said. You did as you were told, moaning in between each syllable, as you knew he liked. Clasping your legs around his body, you grabbed his head and directed it towards yourself.
“Kisses,” you demanded. A rain of pecks descended upon your face’s feature before your lips – the final stop – were rewarded. He slumped on you – making sure his full body weight didn’t hinder you – and took your hands, intertwining his fingers in yours. His body heat mingled with yours, whilst you faintly moved yours rhythmically under his. Julius let go of your left hand for a moment, before reuniting both hands back. You felt the inside of your already loosened cunt welcome him back inside for the second time of the night. Your thighs and stomach ebbed with thrill upon the familiar yet still enjoyable thrusting movements of Julius, as he matched his rhythm to yours. You could feel your eyes – tightly shut – roll to the back of your head, as his hips moved his cock slowly inside you. Julius’ lips parted with yours and found your left ears. He breasted deeply in and out from both nose and mouth, surrendering himself to your moans.,  before he bit the edge of your ear and nimbled it. This was it. You felt your body reach its climax as you gripped his hands tighter. He gave you a peck on the temple before sliding his cock out, and descending down on you to swallow the now done exploding orgasm. He didn’t waste this opportunity to lick your clitoris and let his tongue add pleasure to your sweet spots – cursing you to grip his hair tight and your toe to curl on the bed sheets. He stopped only when he heard your moans to raspy breathings. He smiled, as you released him, parting your arms to allow him to nestle in them. 
“You devil,” you teased. “Eating me out right after I come. You should do it more often.”
He chuckled, “I am no devil, but I can certainly do the latter again tomorrow.” He positioned himself on his elbows to look at you, “But didn’t you say earlier that you are in no place to tell me what I can and can’t do?” He stared at you, with his lips curled in a smile and his eyes sneering.
“Julius! Do not bring sex conversations outside of sex.”
“Oh but we are very much still in bed and not done,” he said, and gave you another round of kisses, combined with laughing. You had to beg him to stop otherwise neither of you would get some sleep and god forbids the Wizard King of ever being tired. 
The next day, you woke up to an empty bed as usual – no traces of Julius being there last night were left, as being in a public relationship would prove to be a weakness for him. You called upon your maid and tasked her with braiding your hair, prior to going on about your day, already anticipating the tension and discreet kisses from the interactions you would get with Julius, as Marx’s personal aid.  
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A/N : this was an attempt at writting smut. it may not be perfect as i'm still learning but constructive criticism and opinions are most welcome :)
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