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lyranova · 9 months

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Hii! I love your fics!! May I please request a oneshot where yami's squad member (y/n) turns into a baby / child (whichever is better), and brings her to the captains ' meeting as he has no other choice? (y/n) calls everyone dad / mom and it makes them all super soft for her? like yami is first annoyed then softens up, nozel is straight up rude as usual but everyone glares at him for that (cause they're so protective of her already uwu) and he ends up being soft for her too. idk, this was a 2 am thought im sorry!! thank you for taking requests 😭💞

Hiya anon! No worries 2am thoughts are always fine and fun, tbh I tend to get them a lot myself 😆! Aw thank you so much I’m so glad you like my fics, and you’re welcome, I enjoy taking requests! It gives me something fun and different to do 🥰! Of course you may and I hope you all enjoy~!

Word Count: 1,325

Warnings: None

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Yami didn’t know how this happened, she was fine when she left on a mission with Asta and Noelle, but when they all came back she was a baby! When he asked them what the hell happened Asta and Noelle explained that it was the bad guys magic; he could make people really old, or really young!

Yami had ordered them to take her back to the mage and force him to change her back but Noelle explained that they tried, but the mage said his spell would only wear off in 24 hours. So for now…they were stuck with her being a toddler!

She was still able to walk at least, talking on the other hand…well she was only able to say a handful of words, mainly ‘mommy’ and ‘daddy’. Which kind of bothered Yami since he didn’t want to be called ‘daddy’ by a member of his squad, but she wasn't really eager to learn ‘Yami’ at the moment he would have to deal with it for now.

Yami fully intended to leave her at the squad as he went to a Captain’s meeting, but when Yami began to ask who wanted to be in charge of their toddler squadmate every single Black Bull scattered like leaves in a gust of wind.

Which was how he ended up in his current situation; in the Captain’s meeting room, with his toddler squadmate sitting in his lap, as the other Captain’s ‘oohed’ and ‘awwed’ over her.

“ Aw look how adorable she is! I didn’t know you had a baby Yami!” Dorothy said as she began to use her Glamour World magic to create small toys to keep her entertained. Charlotte crossed her arms as she looked at the child.

‘Yami had a child?! Why didn’t he say anything? Does that mean he’s married or has a committed partner? Or is the child a product of a one night stand? Yami doesn’t seem to be the type to do that though, so he must have someone! Why didn’t he say anything, I’m so jealous of her, why didn’t I confess to him sooner?!’ Charlotte’s mind raced as she stared at the little girl, she didn’t look like Yami, but that could easily be explained away. The girl looked at Charlotte with wide eyes before she smiled brightly and reached her arms out towards the Briar mage.

“ Mommy?” She asked cutely before her smile widened. “ Mommy!”

Charlotte and Dorothy’s hearts quickly melted and they both couldn’t help but say ‘How Cute~!’. Yami sighed and shook his head.

“ The Prickly Princess ain’t your mom, and I’m not her dad. She’s a member of my squad who got turned into a toddler on a mission earlier. The other brats took off running when I asked them to baby sit her.” Yami explained as he held the small girl still. She looked up at him with a pout but did stop moving.

“ I see, so how long will she be like this?” Fuegoleon asked as he placed a thoughtful hand under his chin, the girl looked at him for a moment before her bright smile returned.

“ Daddy!” She shouted brightly and with a giggle, Fuegoleon’s brows raised in surprise and a small smile appeared on his face.

“ I’m sorry to say that I’m not your father little one.” Fuegoloen told her gently as he patted her on the head, the little girl pouted.

“ She seems to only be able to say ‘mommy’ and ‘daddy’, which makes sense since she’s only like 1 or 2.” Yami said in an unsure tone, Rill tilted his head.

“ I think she’s closer to a year and a half! Babies are generally able to walk by the time they’re one, and can talk in short sentences by the age of two, so logically she should be somewhere in between since she can walk but not really talk!” Rill said thoughtfully as he stared at the young girl.

“ How the hell do you know that kid?” Jack asked with a frown and Rill suddenly laughed sheepishly.

“ Me and my squad sometimes volunteer at the orphanages in the city and the sisters explained it to me when I tried to have a group of kids tell me about their paintings.” Rill explained and the others nodded.

The little girls eyes moved to Nozel, who was sitting in his seat with his eyes closed and arms crossed, ignoring her effectively.

“ Daddy…?” She asked hesitantly and Nozel’s eyes shot open and he glared coldly at her.

“ I’m not your father, and I wish you would refrain from calling me that.” He told the girl, his tone as cold as ice, the little girl jumped for a moment before her eyes welled up with tears.

The girl began to cry and wail at the top of her lungs, everyone glared openly at Nozel.

“ What the hell did you do that for braid boy?!” Yami asked as he and the others tried to console the toddler and Nozel’s eyes widened a bit.

“ Geez Nozel she’s just a baby, can’t you be just a little nicer with her?” Dorothy asked as she put her hands on her hips and had a angry look on her face. Nozel’s cheeks turned a shade of pink and he looked away.

“ Don’t listen to him brat,” Yami said to the toddler as he gently patted her head. “ You can call of us ‘mom’ and ‘dad’ as much as you like. And ignore him.” Yami instructed them as his hand moved away from her head and began to wipe away her tears.

“ Yeah! Nozel’s just jealous because he doesn’t have a cool baby of his own!” Rill said as he crossed his arms, and Jack looked over at the Silver Eagles Captain.

“ Even I’m not that big of a jerk to kids bird boy.” He muttered with a shake of his head, Nozel sighed loudly before turning to look at them all.

“ I’m not jealous and I’m not angry at the child!” Nozel shouted accidentally, causing everyones eyes to widen. “ It’s just…” He glanced over at Dorothy, and she suddenly realized why he was acting the way he was.

Seeing that little girl was bringing up a lot of painful memories for him, so all he knew to do was lash out in order to hide his true emotions.

“ It’s just that a Captain’s meeting is no place for a child as young as her. Here, we talk about and see so many terrible things that it could easily traumatize someone as young as her for life. Don’t you think it would be better for her to remain innocent to the horrors of the world just a little longer?” Nozel asked with a sigh.

“ Uh, she’s already seen the horrors of the world remember? She’s actually a Magic Knight?” Yami pointed out in confusion, causing Nozel’s face to turn a brighter red.

“ Nozel does have a point. A Captain’s meeting is no place for a young child,” Fuegoloen agreed before he reached out to take her from Yami. “ So I suggest that she stay with Marx for the time being, and once the meetings over Yami can take her back. Alright?” He watched as all the others nodded and he carefully carried the child through the doors and to Marx.

The meeting ended fairly quickly and now Yami was heading back to the Black Bulls Hideout. After being full of energy all day she had finally wore herself out and was sound asleep in Yami’s arms. He chuckled a bit as he looked down at her, as much as he didn’t want to babysit her at first, he had to admit it was a nice change of pace and he was actually going to miss her being this small.

At least until she woke up and began to torment everyone again, then he wouldn’t be able to wait until she transformed back into her normal self again.

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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!

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zaimta · 10 months

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彡BED HEAD

zai says: RAHHH YAMIII!!!

ˏˋ«────── « 𓆩♡𓆪 » ──────»

he yawned and attempted to stretch his body, he paused when he felt something on his chest. he looked down at you and smiled while pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“mornin’ babe” his voice sounded groggy still laced with sleep.

you lightly chuckled and looked up at him “morning yami.” you gently ran your fingers through his hair “bed head looks good on you, ya know.”

he hummed and smiled at you “oh really? well if you like it, it must look pretty good.” he loved little moments like these when the two of you would just sit and talk before you had to start the day. he rested his hand on your thigh, idly tracing random shapes.

“it suits you yami.” you gently pushed his hair back from his face “but i think i like your usual look a little better.” you pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek “how long do you think it’ll be till asta comes knocking”

he shrugs “eh i give him ten minutes. unless my pets ate him.”

“yami hun those things aren’t pets”

he nuzzled your cheek with a grin, he knew the feeling of his stubble annoyed you “im gonna tell em you said that how could you babe.”

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herwritingartcowboy · 10 months

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Hello! Can I request for a fic with fuegoleon where someone calls him boring and hes a confident man but felt a little sad and his s/o reassures him that other people may think he's boring but he's the sexiest man she's ever met and wouldn't want to be with anyone else but him

A/n:

Fandom: Black Clover

Character(s): Fuegoleon Vermillion

Warning(s):

Readers Gender: Female

Throughout the day you have noticed that your husband has been looking a bit down. And you don't like seeing your usually calm husband look down in the bumps. So that same day when you both got home you decide to confront him.

"Darling tell me what has been bothering you", you said as you say next to your husband on your guys shared bed. "Can you be honest with me" "What is it" "Am-am I boring to you?". You gave him a confused look at this is the reason why he has been feeling down.

"Before I answer, Who would make you think that?", You asked him as he went on about this morning. He has been walking around when he heard some of his magic knights were talking about him, he stated he wasn't trying to be nosey but he heard them bring up his name. But one of them mentioned that he was very boring while even comparing him to his older sister, how her tactics were more exciting.

And when they said that it honestly hurt his feelings. "Honestly Fue you are probably the most non-boring person I know" "How so?" "Come on talk about all your accomplishments, that time where you saved us during the elf attack, your battles with Nozel, even your Leopold finds you interesting and fun, like if you still let me talk about this we will be up for hours".

You said as while you continue to talk Fuegoleon started to smile, he can always count on you to make him happy again. "See now that's the sexy smile I've been wanting for", you said as Fuegoleon let out a chuckle while his cheeks grew a bit warm.

"What did I do to deserve a wife like you" "By not being boring", you said pulling your husband close to you giving him a passionate kiss. "Now come on I'm hungry" "Whatever you need my love".

And the next day Fuegoleon was back to his normal self, let's just during some sparring training you found out who hurt husband feelings and without saying anything kinda let out your anger.

#fuegoleon vermillion x reader #wife reader #black clover x fem reader #black clover x you #black clover x y/n #black clover x reader #fuegoleon vermillion x reader #fuegoleon x reader #black clover fuegoleon x reader #black clover fuegoleon vermillion x reader

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amaya-writes · 6 months

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rewatched black clover then saw your event and now i'm thinking how would Finral, Gauche and Leo introduce their fiance to their siblings. for the sake of this req let's say their siblings had no idea they were getting engaged (for Leo maybe his sis knew but brother didn't? idk i cant imagine neither of them knowing)

Ringtober Masterlist

Notes: sorry for the delay!

Warnings: n/a just fluff

Characters involved: Finral Roulacase, Gauche Adlai, Leopold Vermillion

Fem reader, you/yours

Finral Roulacase

His brother needs a minute.

Literally just points at Finral then you and goes you actually managed to convice her to fall for you?

Might make fun of Finral a bit but Finral can tell he's secretly happy for him.

Langris is more interested in the ring than you, he is glad to say that his brother has good taste in jewellery.

They end up discussing family matters after that and what's going to happen with certain pre established marriage agreements.

Overall Langris doesn't really care much, sure he's happy his brother found someone but it's kind of a 'meh' moment for him.

He isn't interested in getting to know you either, in his head you're like the Black Bulls—someone his brother likes but he doesn't particularly care for.

Don't expect to see much of him around either, although he does expect a wedding invite even if he might snark on about not attending.

He does in fact attend.

Gauche Adlai

His sister is so excited it's honestly adorable.

You've already met in the past since Gauche had to introduce the two most important girls in his life to each other, but she gets very excited at the prospect of having you as her future sister.

Gauche has to roam around with tissues because he keeps getting nosebleeds at the idea of the three of you living together like a happy lil family.

Once she finds our you're going to be her future sister in law his sister constantly asks about you when Gauche visits. He almost can't visit her without you because she sometimes seems sad and then Gauche feels very bad.

This one time the two of you got into a fight and she asked about you and told Gauche something along the lines of you better not take my sister away from me and to this day he does his best to never argue with you.

Overall your relationship is really sweet. Since Gauche is kind of like her father figure anyways you sort of become a maternal figure for her.

Leopold Vermillion

Fuegoleon is so genuinely surprised he doesn't even know how to react.

Their parents called all three children to the house for dinner which was surprising in itself, so when he sees you there he is pretty confused.

You're a close family friend, and ever since you were children it was sort of a given that Leo was yours and you were his. You two were just fated to be together.

But Fuegoleon presumed that his parents would at least give him of all people some forewarning before an engagement.

He ends up finding out that Leo actually proposed out of nowhere, you accepted and told both families a few days ago.

So why was Fuegoleon so late to the party?

His sister finds the entire situation funny and doesn't miss a beat before teasing Fuegoleon for being slow and not seeing the signs. Like how Leo suddenly decided to visit their grandfather (for a ring that was pre decided) the day he proposed.

Fuegoleon is honestly very pleased with the entire ordeal. You were always like a little sister to him anyways, but now that relationship is just solidified.

He does however tease Leo quite a bit about being a man and the responsibilities that come with marriage.

He's kind of surprised that Leo is going to be the first of the three of them to be married. That's Fuegoleon biggest concern rather than the sudden announcement.

Mereoleona definitely teases him about how their little brother has a better love life than him.

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duckymcdoorknob · 1 year

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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.

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

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thoughtfullyrainynightmare · 28 days

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Hello! I have been a long time fan of your work but finally got the courage to send a request. Could your write headcannons/scenario or whatever you like about about Nozel who has a crush on reader and reader really likes him back but she compares herself to Acier and doesn't think she is good enough for him and house Silva. Nozel thinks she does not return his feelings until he figures it out or finds out how she feels from someone else. I think it will be really sweet to see Nozel overcome his insecurities and comfort reader's as well.

Hiya~! ^^

I have seen you regularly in my notes, and am glad to hear that you've been enjoying my work. I know I took more than my sweet time with this, but I hope that you enjoy it nonetheless ^^

Pairing: Nozel Silva x f!reader

Genre: Hurt-comfort

Fanfic type: Oneshot (from Nozel's and reader's pov)

Length: ~2,0k

Content: Themes of self-doubt (on both reader's and Nozel's part), some crying, Nozel being hesitant, well, Nozel being Nozel (does that count?? he's not exactly the best when it comes to comforting, but he tries!), Nozel comforts reader, semi-open ending (future of the relationship isn't properly established), but still, a happy ending, a hug with Nozel

Nozel sat by his desk, late at night, accompanied by nothing else than the candle on his desk. Its flame vibrated with each breath he made, not that he noticed it. The flutter and the dance of the source of light that, no matter how small and tender, was as if alive, and cast its light onto the desk and the room.

But his eyes did not see it. His senses paid no mind to it as his mind was engulfed into other things. The events of the day. Which... did not make sense.

Or they did, and they didn’t.

For quite some time he had known that most women in the kingdom would pledge themselves to him, as his partner, if he only mentioned it. Not because they loved him, but because of his status. And wealth.

There was a sickening aftertaste to the thought, but... it was a fact. Most would gladly welcome his advances just because of... who he was, on paper; the merits, the name, and the titles. Not because of who he was as a person. Which was why he had never before pursued anyone. He simply couldn’t have trusted most with their genuine emotions when it came to himself.

Until he had met you.

He was sure that you weren’t untruthful with your interactions, conversations, smiles and laughs with him. Oh no. You were being honest with him.

Your strength, your grace, and your... entire being... were genuine. Which was one of the reasons, or so he presumed, why he had fallen in love with you.

After much deliberation, he was sure, and had admitted it to himself, that he did, in fact, love you. And thus, he had sent the flowers, along with a card, as a setting for asking you to accompany him to a restaurant on the following day, for dinner.

But... Well, he hadn’t been sure of... what to expect. He had hoped that you’d accept. He had hoped that you’d... maybe look surprised at first, but that you would have accepted.

But you didn’t.

You had told him that unfortunately you were busy. That your schedule was quite packed.

The conversation had been brief, but he could recognize excuses when he heard them.

And so, he took the hint.

You weren’t interested in him.

And so... he found himself wondering, if he really was that unlovable. Which would be his own doing, not yours, of course but...

He couldn’t shake the thoughts, and the nagging feeling of ... loneliness.

And I dared to... hope that she’d... he managed to think before closing his eyes, and letting a heavy breath flow past his lips.

Perhaps it’d be better to not dwell on those emotions, for the night. He still had a lot of work to complete.

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The ceiling of your bedroom was dark, lit only by the faint glow of the silver moon and the stars outside of your bedroom. The air was still, but light. And no sound disturbed the moment, the room and the space which seemed untouched by even time itself.

And in that room, you wondered about what... what he might see in you.

Sure, you seemed to have a lot easier time conversing with him than most, you were not blind to the fact. And you did care for him. You really, really did.

Your heart ached for him in a way that you couldn’t explain, which was why, when he had asked, it had felt as if your body was screaming for you to accept the request. Accept a dream come true; a dream that you hadn’t really even dared to hope.

But... another thought, though spoken with a much more quiet tone from the back of your head, which seemed to whisper: ‘Will you be good enough? Are you sure that you’re good enough?’

And... was someone really good enough to marry into a family that was still known for someone like Acier Silva?

She had been strong, beautiful and gentle. She had been someone that was still known to be the grace and gem of the House of Silva. Someone who wasn’t weak, no matter how you chose to see it.

But you... when you started to think about it, list every insecurity you had... Well... Could you really follow in the footsteps of someone like her?

Not many could but... maybe someone might.

However, that someone... wasn’t you. You were far away from the pristine knight and woman that had been Acier. It was clear as day to you.

And so... you had to wonder what exactly Nozel had seen in you.

But whatever it was, was a fallacy. You were convinced of it.

So... no matter how much your heart wept at the moment, of which spoke the glistening tears that climbed into your eyes, it had been your ... responsibility to... not lead him into thinking that you might be something more than... whatever it was that he thought you to be.

No matter how painful it might have been... you felt that you... owed it. To someone. Maybe yourself. To shield yourself from first daring to hope that you might be enough for him, and then... only find yourself getting your heart broken. So, it was better to just... deal with the pain, now, than some time in the future.

Which was why you rolled onto your side, in your bed, and squeezed your eyes shut as a quiet sob broke past your lips.

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“I heard that you asked someone out for a date,” Nebra had commented during afternoon tea before Solid had arrived.

Nozel glanced at her from the corner of his eye without a reply. This was not something that he wanted to discuss, with anyone. And no matter what might have been Nebra’s intentions, he couldn’t be sure that she’d be... exactly pleasant about it.

“And I hear that you were turned down,” she continued, making Nozel put down his tea cup.

She was getting a little bold with this conversation. Which was... somewhat uncalled for, because Nebra did respect him. Or so he had thought, until this moment.

But still, he said nothing. Hoping that she would take the hint of him not wanting to discuss the matter any further. It was hurtful enough without whatever comment she might have.

“But I also hear that... she’s pretty heartbroken,” she thought out loud while putting down her own teacup and picking up a tiny sandwich from a plate.

He frowned, quite visibly. Because that statement didn’t make sense. After all, you had been the one to turn him down, not the other way around. So... it didn’t... it just didn’t make sense. Unless it would have been some ... ploy to coax attention, which... was very unlike you.

“Oh?” He only uttered, trying to sound as collected as possible. And for that purpose, a mere utterance such as that was the best.

Nebra let out a hum of confirmation. “Something about not living up to our mother’s legacy,” she shrugged. “Just something I overheard,” she added before taking a bite of the delicacy.

“Hm,” he uttered again, confused, saddened, annoyed, and happy, at the same time. The jumble of emotions inside of him seemed to twist and turn in a way that he wasn’t sure... what he’d make of it.

But one thing he did know was that he needed to talk to you.

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“We need to talk.”

That had been what he had stated to you.

There had been a sense of urgency in his tone. Along with a mixture of emotions that you couldn’t quite name. And yet... there was an essence of something that you didn’t think that you’d hear from the great, proud, Nozel Silva: a plea.

So, you nodded. Just nodded. And let him escort you to the side, where he looked at you for the longest time, as if he wasn’t sure from where to begin.

He wasn’t sure, but still, he needed to begin from somewhere.

“I was told...” he begun, and cleared his throat. “That... you... turned down my previous... suggestion on the accounts of you not... living up to the memory of my mother.”

There was something rather... ludicrous to it when he said it out loud. But... that was what you thought. That you’d never be good enough for him.

“And I’m...” he uttered, stopping there, not sure how to continue that thought. Maybe because he didn’t know where to go from there.

You wouldn’t really have known where to go from there either.

So, instead, you continued with your thought. “I’d never be good enough for you,” you stated. As if a fact.

“So you decided for me, what I deem good enough for myself?” He asked, quirking an eyebrow.

And while it wasn’t an uncalled for question to ask, it didn’t exactly make you feel better.

But... you also didn’t have a reply to the question. Because... that was what you had done. You had decided, for both of you, that you weren’t enough for him.

“Look...” he started as his eyes fell to the side, and a faintest of blushes decorated his cheeks. “You are... the first person who... I met, that wouldn’t... if so chosen, be with me for my status and wealth alone,” his tone was quiet, and apprehensive, as if he was scared of speaking out the words. “And that takes... strength,” the latter word, was confident.

His gaze lifted to yours, which only spoke of his certainty. He was being honest with his thoughts.

“It takes a backbone,” he emphasized. “And... you have the kind of grace that would be... Sometimes being a knight isn’t graceful. But even in those moments, it is of upmost importance to carry oneself with dignity.” He sounded more like he was speaking out of a place of work.

But it carried forth the sentiment.

“I have seen that grace, and dignity, in you,” he added. “And you’re also kind... gentle and beautiful,” his eyes averted again. “You are smart and capable.”

Whatever hesitance that was in his tone, wasn’t because of words spoken out of malice, but out of laying his emotions bare; out in the open.

“And... while I can see why someone with such qualities wouldn’t-“ he paused. The confidence in his words, seemed to halt in place, as if hit a wall, during the brief silence that appeared between the two of you. “Deem someone as... insistent as.... myself I...” he trailed off, cleared his throat and took a deep breath. “I can’t imagine why such a person wouldn’t deem themselves fit for the House of Silva.”

His gaze lifted again, and looked at you with the most earnest of expressions.

But you didn’t have words to give him.

What words could you have given, after a testimony such as that? Especially when it came from a man, who was distant, most of the time; a man who seemed to show no emotions. And yet, now he was there, with you, telling you just how much he thought of you. In a way that he could.

You took a step forward, and wrapped your arms around him middle, sinking your nose into the fluff of his cape, which smelled like rose water and bergamot.

His body tensed with your touch. But he didn’t move away. Not as much as lean away from your touch.

Instead, after what must’ve been only a few breaths, he leaned in, wrapping his arms around you, as a reply.

“It is not you, who is unworthy,” he whispered, right next to your ear.

And in that whisper, you could feel his emotions, the gentle nothings that his heart wished to utter. The very presence of his soul, even if only as a hushed tone, barely a whisper.

Where might all this lead, was still hidden from you. But... wherever that might have been, the destination of the road, on which you were stepping, together, you were certain that would be better, than the road left un-ventured.

#nozel silva x reader #nozel x reader #black clover fanfiction #black clover oneshot #black clover x reader #black clover x you

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idealedreamer · 7 months

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~ Kinktober Day 7 - Zora Ideale ~

A/N: Welcome to the first annual Kinktober right here with our very own Black Clover characters. And of course, we're starting this thing off with the love of my life, Zora Ideale. 😌 So let's get this thing going with a bang and have a good kinktober collaboration. Remember, if you want to be added to the taglist your age must be in your bio or easily found on your blog. The taglist is open until October 25th! We'll be back with another piece for you on day 15. 👏

Genre: Drabble

Kink: Cunnilingus

Word Count: 0.4k

TW: cunnilingus, oral sex, 18+ content, praise, dirty talk, fem!reader, spanking, teasing, pet names, scratching, minors DNI

Kinktober Masterlist 🎃

You had never seen him look hungrier. The lust in his eyes was about to swallow you whole as you watched them roll into the back of his head. If there was one thing that Zora Ideale was, it was a giver.

His long fingers dug into the sides of your thighs, making indents that made your head spin. The feeling of his nails sliding down your skin made your head push back into the pillows. The flick of his tongue over your swollen clit pulled a moan from you, your hands gripping the bedsheet just a little harder.

Your knuckles began to turn white as you felt one of his hands move from your thigh to your ass, squeezing with all he had. "F-Fuck, Zora, please."

An evil chuckle filled your ears as he pulled away, all the pleasure disappearing in a second, a devious tone in his voice. "Please? Please what? Why don't you tell me exactly what you want from me?"

You nearly screamed with frustration as you moved your hips toward his face, wanting nothing more than the pleasure to come back. Zora watched as beads of cum ran down the sides of your thighs, licking his lips as he tilted his head with a dastardly grin.

You were so perfect to him, and even more perfect when you couldn't get enough of him.

"N-need you. Please, fuck me with your tongue." The desperation in your voice was almost too much for him as his cock twitched against his sweatpants.

"That's my good girl."

There was no time for you to prepare before the smooth muscles of his tongue pushed inside you with brutal strokes. You were done for, your hips instinctively grinding against his face as his strokes grew more intense, like he was claiming you.

Moans broke free from you as you turned into a deep mess of desire. His tongue moved from your core, flicking at the bundle of nerves, sending electricity through your entire body as your fingers raked through your hair. "Fuck, you feel so good, Zora."

Pressure in your hips built as his mouth sucked on your clit, ecstasy threatening to overtake you as your hips bucked harder and harder. Zora's hand came up and slapped the side of your ass, the final thing you needed as you felt the dam break.

Another slap against your ass and an audible moan leaving Zora, just barely muffled against your heat, sends you over the edge. Your toes curl as your orgasm hits you with a force that is unlike any other.

Half-lidded eyes look back at you as Zora sits up, your arousal dripping from his lips as he hums with contentment. "Good fucking girl."

Taglist: @bakubabes-tatakae

©️2023 idealedreamer, please do not modify/repost my work with my permission, please do not use my work as ASMR without my permission

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itztim3todi3 · 1 year

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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

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bowandcurtsey · 1 year

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Hello!Congrats on your 1.7k!♡

For the event can i request royalty/prince AU with nacht faust and f!reader?

Where nacht and the reader meet each other at a lake near the palace on the night when they were little,and because of that they became friends until adult.

Love your headcanon and scenarios you made (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤

{1700 event}

Happy 2023, my dear followers, I've finally sit my ass down to get some works out! :3

Oh god this is sucha sweet request! thank you for sending this in. Royalty AU with Nacht aafghjlshaggf!!! He's such a prince good lord.

AU: Royalty AU Character: Nacht Faust x F! reader tw: long ass for aine's standards.

[10 Years ago]

Your dad had a job in the Royal Realm so you tagged along, just out of boredom and to see how the royal realm looked like in compared to your common realm.

It was BORING. the people were all quiet and none of them looked sincere. They gave you and your dad weird stares. You couldn't wait to go home.

At night, you decided to walk around the quieter side of the realm, although the people were crappy, the nature was beautiful. The trees were huge and the leaves were green and healthy.

The apples that grew on them were huge and bright red. The flowers seemed more vibrant. And the lake.. The water was clear blue and a little shiny under the moonlight.

*sniff sniff*

Wait. was that sniffing? You followed the sound that you heard. And you saw a young boy. He sat under the tree right beside the lake, his head in his hands and his shoulders trembling.

"are you crying?" you crouched beside the boy, who appeared to be around your age too.

He looked up at you, red streaks in his eyes and quickly wiped his eyes, "no i wasn't!"

You sat beside him, not wanting to expose him, "why are you here alone?"

"I ran out of my home."

"... why?"

"Because they are all biased! They love Morgen more."

"Who's Morgen?"

"My twin brother. He's friendlier. Smarter. Mom and Dad loves him more. I can't do anything right. I'm too dumb."

"Don't say that. I'm sure you're good at things that he isn't good at!" you looked at him with determination in his eyes.

"You're not from around here, are you?" Nacht asked.

"Er... Yeah. I'm from the common realm" you said quietly.

"What is it like there?" he asked with curiosity in his eyes. You could felt that this stranger wasn't like the rest. He didn't look down at you like the people you met today.

And so you started to talk. About your home. About how although the rivers weren't as blue, the grass weren't that green, but the people there were all friendly and caring. Everyone had a family and sharing spirit.

Nacht listened, his sky blue eyes lighted up as his mind painted a picture of a beautiful place outside his boring castle. He wanted to visit this place called 'common realm'.

"Bring me there." he said suddenly. "I'll leave with you tomorrow."

You stared wide eyed at the boy in front of you. "Tell me where to meet you."

"Are you crazy?"

"No, my name is Nacht," he raised his hand for a handshake.

"y/n.."

"Great. see you at 9am tomorrow at the kingdom realm gates?"

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As promised, he met you at the gates on time and went with you to the common realm.

The common realm was indeed what you had described. Nacht was curious and spontaneous, which made the citizens in the common realm warm up to him really quickly.

You introduced him to the street markets, the neighbours kids who welcomed him and played with him; they taught him how to play marbles, hop scotch, police and thief and they even shared their snacks with him. Regardless of age, gender and size, they were all friends and welcoming of each other. Nacht loved the culture of the common realm, it was just so different from his royal realm.

"let's do this again. Every month! I'll come over and you can bring me to explore the whole common realm."

And that was how you and Nacht became friends for 10 years.

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[now]

It has been 2 months since Nacht came to visit. He has never missed a single month for the past 10 years. Although his timings could be unpredictable at times, he would always come in the end, every single month, without fail. Even though you both had already explored every single land of the common realm AND the foresaken realm Nacht has never failed to come monthly to meet you and hang out.

He said it was a great 'breather' from the kingdom back at home. You both always exchanged stories from your own realm, Nacht's stories mostly consisted of him doing things that he hated to do; following ridiculous rules like always bowing to your elderlys even though they never acknowledged you.

3 months. And not even a letter. You started to get worried about him, did something happen? You decided to make a trip to the royal realm to check up on him. Maybe he was very sick? Or injured? He did mention that his parents always forced them to go devil hunting....

Of course you were denied entry when you tried to enter the kingdom. There were so many palace guards and with security and a nobody like you, wearing normal clothes easily got the attention of the guards. They denied you entry and didn't even pay much attention to you.

It was only when you took out a pendant that Nacht gave to you a long time ago, he said he got it for his 21st birthday but he didn't really like it. You showed one of the maids that were coming back from their errands.

"You are a friend of master Nacht..?" Even the maids were skeptical. Well, you couldn't really blame them since your clothes looked like theirs but they knew you should be someone special, seeing that you were young and polite.

Thankfully their palace maiden was smart enough to bring you through one of the back gates and brought you from the back palace, away from all the royal personnels.

"Master Nacht hangs at the back garden a lot these days.. maybe you can find him there." the maid gave you a sad smile, something that told you that something was not right.

You came into the garden from one of the side gates and you saw two Nacht. Right, he had a twin brother, Morgen. You recalled. One of them had blonde hair and the other had black hair. Did Morgen have blonde hair? The Nacht you knew always had black hair.

You slowly went closer to the both of them.

"I suggest that you don't upset mom any longer, Nacht." The black haired twin spoke to the blonde.

Wait- Nacht dyed his hair blonde??

"hah, and marry that good-for-nothing princess?" Nacht rolled his eyes at his brother.

Marry??

"You know that's what mom wants and she doesn't have much longer so..."

"Why don't you marry her Morgen?" Nacht scoffed, "since you're going to be king."

"What makes you think i'm going to be king?"

"Why not? You're everything that they wanted their son to be. You're the golden kid."

Morgen Paused for a moment, before clearing his throat, "Dad wants you to be king."

There was silence between the both of them.

"I know it's hard to believe Nacht, but he says I'm a goody two shoes and i lack the guts, whereas you have keen senses..." Morgen laughed.

"And you're ok with that?"

"We're brothers Nacht, I know you'll take care of me when you're king." Morgen smiled at his brother.

"Who's there?" Nacht looked in your direction. You panicked. Keen senses indeed...

Before you knew it the Faust twins stood before you, both of them stared at you wide eyed. Nacht in surprise and Morgen in confusion.

"y/n, what are you doing here?" There was a little remorse in Nacht's voice.

"you know her?" Morgen asked Nacht.

"I- uhm.. got worried so..." your tongue stumbled to find words.

"Sorry y/n..” he pursed his lips, as if trying to find the right words to say, “I was caught up with stuffs so.."

"Yeah, caught up in getting married I guess," there was a little hurt in your voice that also made Nacht's heart wince.

"so she's the reason you don't want to get marry princess h/n?" Morgen looked at his brother.

"Morgen could you just give us a moment alone?" Nacht death stared at his twin, to which Morgen gave you a little bow and smile and left the gardens. Nacht led you to a nearby bench and both of you sat down.

"I don't want any of this arranged marriage thing." Nacht started to speak. He was like your same old Nacht, except that he looked a little different in blonde hair.

"But it's against your mom's wishes, so you have no choice?"

Nacht looked at you. You knew him the best. He didn't have to say anything and it was as though you understood him, even better than Morgen did.

"technically i have never listened to my parents since young so.." you both chuckled at his joke, until Nacht's expression got solemn again, "but she's dying, y/n. and it's her final wishes."

"why this particular lady though?"

"She's the daughter of the king of the diamond kingdom. And now I just heard from Morgen that dad wants me to take over as king so that now makes sense to me. It's just for political reasons at the end of the day."

"but you being king means that you have to attend to king duties, right? And you'll be real busy." you gave him a sad smile.

Nacht sat in silence.

"Hey, I'm still mad at you for ghosting me for 3 months. Couldn't you even write a letter?" you burst the silent bubble.

"I asked Butler Jimmy to come tell you in person!" he turned to you in surprise before he realised something, "oh..."

"what 'oh'?"

"hah he's working for my mom afterall... maybe that's why she wants me to marry so quickly." he laughed a bitter laugh.

"I asked you this question before but you couldn't really give me an answer then. So now, what is it that you really want Nacht? I'm sure you thought about it before. You can't be thinking of sneaking out monthly for your whole life to the common realm..."

"I just want to live a life without rules and boundaries and be carefree. I want to surround myself with genuine and kind people and that's impossible here in the royal realm."

"But if you marry this princess and you become king, you can do anything you wish and you can change everything."

"so i should marry this diamond princess?"

"Why not? The diamond kingdom princess is rumoured to be pretty and smart." You said to him but your heart felt like it was breaking into pieces. You couldn't deny it at this point, you have loved Nacht since you had no idea when. But thinking of him being the king and being able to make changes to this hierarchical culture of the clover kingdom, you felt that it was for the better good..

Nacht sat in silence again as though really thinking through about your idea.

"and what if, when I become king, I won't get to see you and the people back at the common realm as often anymore?" he cocked his head to the side to see your face better.

"I'm just a nobody, Nacht..." you sighed, "if you being king means that the clover kingdom will be a better place, then I guess everyone will understand and root for you..."

"do you like the garden, y/n?" he suddenly asked.

You blinked at him and then paused for a moment to have a good look at your surroundings.

It was a small garden, but it had all your favourite flowers neatly planted on one half. The other half, you both sat on a little bench and there was a little hopscotch nearby. There was a beautiful oak tree with a treehouse on top.

Below, there was a little ground where there was a white circle, just like that one in your backyard where you and the kids played marbles together. There was a little pond where there are turtles and cheap fishes like those in the common realm, where the villagers all came forth to take turns to take care of the aquatic animals.

"Nacht.. this is-"

"Where i come when I miss the common realm."

It was your turn to keep silent now.

"Every month when I go over, i bring home an idea and I replicate as much as i can here. I also bring home a pebble or a rock and it's all there." he pointed to the pond.

You stood up to get a closer look, and sure enough, surround the pond were the kinds of pebbles you would see in the common realm. In different shapes, colours and sizes they surrounded the pond.

"Do you get it now?"

"G-get what?"

"I can have my own 'common realm' right here in my garden, but it's the person that's with me that makes it different."

"Since when did you become such a sentimental person?"

"Since I dyed my hair blonde," he laughed at his own joke.

"I can be king but I know I cannot change the mindset of the rich. And i don't blame them. It's just different perspective in life. Well, I can make changes and slowly changes their perception but it would really take a long time, or even past my generation."

"well, at least you can be the start to something different." the aching in your heart wouldn't go away. You knew this wasn't what you wanted, but you knew that it would be the best decision.

"you might be right y/n. actually, most of the time, you're right. except when you said that minty raspberry ice cream flavour would taste nice..."

"It wasn't that bad!" You laughed at his joke and gave him a playful smack, " but seriously Nacht, go for it, I believe in you."

“Thanks.” he patted your head, sending tingles all the way down your spine, “I'll be real busy for the next few months, y/n. I'm sorry I won't get to visit the common relam.. but I'll definetly pay a visit when everything is settled down.”

"sure." you said with a forced smile, "I have to get back now, before my dad realises I snuck out."

"Then I shall sneak out for a bit to send you back, since you came such a long way?" he gave you a grin, but in fact, he wanted to spend more time with you.

"Sir Nacht!" a maiden called out, "The queen..! Something is wrong!"

You both looked at each other with widened eyes.

"Just go Nacht, I'll be fine, take care of yourself." you pushed him away and you started leaving the garden from where you came from.

Nacht wanted to tell you to just wait for him. To wait for him to attend to his mother so he could send you back home. To wait for him to settle his family affairs. To wait for him to be king and when the time was right, make you his queen as well.

As he looked at your retreating figure, he thought about how you said you were just a "nobody". A "nobody" that took up so much space in his mind and heart. Because of you, he wanted equal treatment across all realms. Because of you, he had to be king, so there would be change and that you'll never be a "nobody" anymore.

But he couldn't bring himself to tell you to wait. Because he himself didn't know how long it would take for him to accomplish everything. Maybe you should really find someone nice and have a happy and simple life, just like he always envisioned to have his whole life.

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[half a year later]

You looked at the papers: "Nacht Faust, our new king with great visions. " you smiled to yourself. Nacht Finally became king. You were excited for the new things you believed he would achieve, excited for the changes that were about to come.

"He is rumoured to be in preparations to Marry h/n, the princess of the Diamond Kingdom" the last paragraph wrote.

Your heart sank as you read this. You knew it was inevitable, but yet the news still hit you like a train going at miles an hour.

It's been 10 years. 10 years since you first met him. You knew him like the back of your hand, or even better. But yet at this moment you found yourself guessing about what Nacht was thinking. Did he really like the princess? Was he really going to conform to the rules and marry for politics and power? That wasn't the Nacht you knew. But then again, the Nacht you knew didn't have blonde hair as well.

People change, and maybe he did too. It's time for you to move on as well. Looking at the face on the papers. It was so familiar to you yet it suddenly felt distant. Like somebody you used to know...

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[another half a year later]

There was news that the king would be visiting with his royal family. You were excited to see Nacht again, but the word royal family sent your heart into a faze again. Your mind flashed images of Nacht and a pretty queen by his side.

The day came and finally, from afar you heard a commotion. The new king was here to visit his people.

It was crazy. There were animals, carriages carrying gifts, marching bands, almost like it was a parade. You stood at the top of the tree house in your garden, overlooking the entire scene.

And there he was. Nacht, surrounded by guards but looking spectacular and handsome in his royal king robe. His hair was black again, pulled up nicely in a nice pony tail. The Nacht you have always known since you were 15 was right before your eyes.

At that moment, as thought he knew where you were, he looked up at your direction. He gave you a little grin. That grin he gave whenever he met you when he came to the common realm. The grin that was ready for more adventures.

He flew away from the crowd and landed straight in front of you.

"hi." his familiar ocean blue eyes smiled at you.

"your majesty," you gave a little curtsey, which made Nacht chuckle.

"cute." his smile was soft now, "how have you been?"

"fine, I guess. been busy with the harvesting season.." you looked at him properly now, he haven't really changed, but you could see the eye bags underneath his eyes. he must have worked hard day and night since he became king. "you?"

"busy and tiring. but i'm glad to be here again after so long." he looked around.

"I... heard you were marrying the diamond kingdom princess.." you just had to ask. You had to confirm it yourself and hear it from his mouth.

"Yeah.. that's what the rumou-" the noise from the marching band drew closer and closer that Nacht couldn't really speak. You heart almost broke into pieces, you were going to meet the queen.

They finally reached your door step. "I brought some gifts for you and your family, y/n."

You were trying hard to stop the tears from welling up, you forced a smile. You didn't want any gifts. You wanted Nacht.

There was a carriage waiting. That must be her inside.

"We don't need all these gifts..." you spoke bitterly as you looked at the exquisite clothes, jewellery and many boxes in front of you.

"er.. well.. is your dad in?"

"Oi!! Nacht!!" Your dad called out to him from afar, pulling a wagon of his harvest. "Been awhile kid!"

Nacht rushed over to help your dad and the dozens of guards flocked over to help, seeing their king do so.

"so erm, Uncle L/n, I'm here to officially ask your daughter's hand for marriage and to seek your approval."

WHAT? you blinked. twice. thrice.

Nacht turned around to look at you, "I think you didn't get the memo when I spoke to you about the garden back in the royal realm, y/n."

Your dad roared with laughter seeing your dumbfounded expression. He patted Nacht on the shoulders. All the guards tensed up, and Nacht shot them a glare.

"You're a good kid Nacht. Our country is safe with you. I knew this day would come. Take your gifts back, we don't need all of these, just take good care of my precious daughter."

"What???" you finally found your voice, "I thought you married the princess or whatever!"

"as I was saying... That's what the rumours said..." he sighed and looked around at all the people that were now gathered outside your fence, "meet your new queen."

The people and your neighbours cheered loudly for you. They've seen the both of you for years and they were all happy for you.

"What happened to politics and all?!" you were still struggling to accept everything. "and excuse me, did I agree to all of this?? what if I want to stay here and help my dad and..."

"well, the king has the final word I'm afraid," he gave you his usual smirk. "your dad will move with us if he wants. He's have a mansion of his own back in the castle. if he doesn't want to, I'll have guards and maidens waiting on him."

You looked at Nacht, the tears falling off your cheeks as the stone in your heart was lifted off your chest. you couldn't believe it. everything felt like a dream.

"hey hey..." Nacht looked at you with concern as he wiped the tears away from your cheeks, "do you really not want to marry me..?"

Nacht was usually confident with what he did. He came today wit excitement and joy, being finally be able to marry the only girl of his life. but he never thought about the possibility of you not wanting to marry him.

His heart raced as he suddenly thought about the possibility of you having someone else in your heart. Afterall it's been a year since he saw you and he only met you every month.. and he was the one that ghosted you so, what if..

Nacht Faust was sweating under his tunic.

"No... I mean yes.."

Nacht's heart was almost at his throat at this point.

You took a deep breath and Nacht found himself doing the same with you.

"I just thought all along that you'll be marrying someone else and now you're saying you're marrying me and I was all sad for a year for nothing and I hate you for that and yet I love you at the same time-"

Nacht pulled you into his embrace when he heard what he needed to hear. He held onto you so tightly like he wanted to all these years. From the day you reached out to him. To a young boy crying at the river banks. Not even knowing who he was, never wanting anything from him except his company, he knew you were the one since long ago.

Marrying whoever else was never an option in his mind. And today he finally gave you what you have always deserved.

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kleftiko · 7 months

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❦ SAVE A HORSE

farmhand!yami x reader

cw: mature, fem!reader, grinding, cowgirl position, implied virginity loss, major pining, soft sex

"save a horse, ride a cowboy"

the ranch was beautiful. wide open fields stretched as far as the eye could see, with the straw green grass swaying gently in the breeze. the rustic wooden fences added a touch of charm to the picturesque landscape, while the distant sound of horses neighing filled the air, creating a soothing melody that resonated with the tranquility of the country.

your eyes fell on him. he stood tall and strong, his sun-kissed skin glistening under the golden rays of the sun. the way he effortlessly commanded the attention of the horses with a gentle touch and a firm voice spoke volumes about his expertise as a cowboy. there was an undeniable allure to his rugged appearance, from his worn-out cowboy hat to the dust-covered boots that carried him through countless hours of hard work on the ranch, to the half smoked cigarette that never seemed to leave his lip. as you watched him navigate through the fields, a wave of desire washed over you, eyes trailing over the muscular arms that gently guided the animal.

he had been here since last year, when your father hired him. he was getting too old for the long hours and physical demands of running the ranch on his own. the cowboy's presence brought a sense of relief and reassurance, knowing that the legacy of the land would be carried on with care and dedication.

your first impression of him was supposed to be less than favourable. your father had called you down in the morning when you got up; he wanted to introduce you to the new farmhand so you wouldn't be surprised when a random boy wandered around the ranch. your father used the word 'boy', but upon first glance, he was nothing other than a man. standing tall and exuding an air of maturity, his rugged features and calloused hands spoke of hard work and experience. you felt your heart skip as he locked eyes with you.

though he purposefully gave you an unfavourable greeting (a disinterested nod and a "yami"), it didn't dissuade your attraction to him.

his piercing eyes seemed to comprehend everything they took in, reducing you to a jelly-legged mess on the off chance he looked at you. the way he carried himself with a casual confidence only added to your desire, leaving you yearning for even the smallest bit of attention from the stoic man. he seemed a bit too old to be a farmhand, but try as you might, he wouldn't open up or tell you why when you spoke to him.

the most you would get would be a barely lifted brow and a once-over from those scalding eyes that just seemed to strip you down and make you feel so vulnerable.

your parents liked him. he was a hard worker and never made a fuss. not even when your parents told him they could only offer him the loft in the shed to stay in. all he wanted was meals. he used the bathroom in the house, though, and sometimes, if you were lucky, you'd catch him after a shower, with his hair still damp and his large body shirtless as he made his way back to the shed.

you started to volunteer to do the dishes after meals more often. the window in the kitchen looked out onto the couple horses you had. yami was taken with them, and they seemed to love him back. the calmest and most at ease you'd see him is with the horses, and your mother told you off quite a few times for letting the water run too long as you shamelessly stared at the man.

as the months went along, your father's condition worsened, and yami took up nearly all of the work on the farm. your father was old, no other way to say it, and you heard him and your mother sometimes at night talking about the future of the ranch. you wouldn't be able to handle it all on your own, and you weren't looking for a husband anyway, so as far as you know, your parents were planning to start selling things off. ideally, within the year, there would be no more farm.

the thought made your heart sink. what were you going to do if you couldn't look out the window and see yami in the sun, taking off his hat to push back his sweaty hair before rolling up his sleeves. it was this scene that replayed in your head, keeping you up at night and squirming beneath the sheets.

you didn't know what to do.

but when your mother abruptly woke you up one morning and led you to the barn, you had no time to think. there was yami and your father, the older man cradling his arm to his chest as yami helped him off the dirty ground.

"what happened?" you ushered to your father's side.

he had an embarrassed smile on his face as he stood.

"the hayloft used to seem a lot shorter back in the day." he joked, and you noticed the ladder against the wood bearing.

you gave him an exasperated look before yami spoke.

"he only fell off the second rung." he shook his head at your dad. "i told you i’d help after i brought the tools back, old man."

your dad waved him off before wincing as he realized he used his injured arm.

"'s not fun being useless," he sighed and looked at his arm. "but looks like I caused more trouble."

"we'll have to go to the doctor." your mom told him, rewrapping her robe around her body. "at least it's morning; it'll take us all day to make it there."

your dad looked at the sky for a second, then turned to yami and asked, "would'ya mind cleaning up here?"

yami nodded.

"i'll get the cart ready," you tell your parents, but your mom shakes her head.

"no no, you stay here," she said. "i'll take your father. you manage the house."

you were about to protest when she held her hand up, and you shut your mouth.

your mother and father left the barn to get ready, leaving you frowning slightly as yami started to put away the ladder.

"you gonna put some clothes on?" his deep voice caught your attention.

the morning breeze on your legs reminded you that you were only in a nightgown. wordlessly, you left the barn and beelined to the house.

mother assured you they would be back the next day by evening, but when dinner time came, and you and yami were sitting in the kitchen, it started to rain. by dusk, it had picked up into nearly a storm.

sitting in your room, you looked out the window, unable to comfortably sleep while staring at the shed. yami locked up everything before the weather took a turn for the worse, but he insisted on sleeping in the shed tonight, even though you offered your parents bed. the trees around you swayed dangerously, but when the sky lit up with lightning, you got up. the thunder followed as you padded your way outside, drenching yourself as you made your way to the shed.

the door doesn't lock, and your father didn't keep many things in there since yami moved in, so the door swung open easily.

"yami?" you called, but your voice was barely audible above the rain and wind.

the shed was dark, and you couldn't see him, so you called again, louder this time, but still no answer.

ignoring his privacy in favour of getting out of the storm, you made your way to the loft, the rain pelting on the wooden roof muffling the outside slightly, save for the couple leaks that trickled through. this was the worst storm you'd seen in years, and you couldn't let him stay here.

placing your wet foot on a board, you hoisted yourself up to look for him. if only you had time, but the inside of the shed lit up, flashing through the grooves of the wood and nearly blinding you before the roof fell in.

you tried to scream as you lost your grip, but your voice failed you. the delayed thunder that followed crashed around you as you tumbled to the ground, but you never hit it. strong arms wrapped around your middle, but you were too shocked to do anything as you were dragged out of the ruined structure.

the ringing in your ears faded as you heard someone yelling—it was yami. your eyes shot up at him as he still held you.

"what the fuck were you doing?!" he shouted, but you just blinked at him.

the lip of his hat protected him from the rain more than you, but with the wind, it wasn't enough to keep his face and hair completely dry. his expression was angry, and you felt like shrinking away.

"i came to look for you." you said, but were too quiet.

yami just shook his head and dragged you to the house.

once inside the well-framed structure, you repeated yourself.

"i was worried," you said. "where were you anyway?"

"had to lock up the barn again; the chain's old, ‘didn't want it to give in the storm." he said and took off his hat.

he ran a hand down his wet face, a deep sigh hissing out through his teeth, before pinching his nose, as if he were annoyed at you coming to check on him.

"you can't be mad at me for worrying." you furrowed your brows.

"'m not, i just—" but he cut himself off upon looking at you.

his eyes snapped down to your chest, eyebrows immediately raising.

confused, you looked down to see that your soaked nightgown had become translucent from the water. the wet fabric clung to your body, outlining the curves of your hips and breasts, your nipples now protruded harshly as a result of the cold air.

even though you threw your arms around yourself, the damage was done. and upon a second glance, yami wasn't in a much better position, his chest and abs clearly on display through his ragged white shirt.

you just shut up.

"go take a shower." his voice was strained, and his eyes looked away from you. "dry yourself off."

"a—at least let me get you a towel first." you reasoned. there was only one bathroom in the house, so yami would have to wait for you anyway, and you quickly grabbed a towel from the linen closet to hand to him, trying not to stare too obviously at his exposed torso.

despite being in the hot shower, you could still hear the wind and rain hitting the house from outside. you knew your parents would be staying in town until the weather was clear, and you just hoped they had found a place to stay before it got too bad.

when you got out, you wrapped yourself in a towel with the intent to sprint to your room. you hadn't brought your clothes to the bathroom, so you couldn't tell yami to warm himself up until you went downstairs.

but upon closing your room door behind you, you notice the man sitting on your bed with the towel you gave him around his shoulder and only in his briefs, probably having tried to dry off before catching a cold. you yelled in surprise, holding the towel tighter around your body.

"what are you doing in my room!" you cried, and his eyes widened a fraction as you moved towards him on instinct to hit him. "get out!"

"shit—" he said, holding up his arms in defence. "didn't know it was your room!"

"pervert!" your face was burning with embarrassment as you closed your eyes and blindly swatted.

you were so distracted that you forgot about the storm outside. suddenly, a loud crack of thunder jolted you back to reality, drawing a startled yelp from your lips as you jumped back. heart pounding, you nearly jumped into the man, feeling a surge of adrenaline coursing through your veins. yami froze.

"you okay?" he asked slowly.

with a quick shake of your head, he sighed. his arms came around your waist and pulled you into his warm body, your own going around his shoulders and curling into him. as you buried your face in his chest, you could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat calming your racing pulse. the sound of raindrops hitting the windowpane created a soothing backdrop, gradually easing the tension in your body. In that moment, you found solace in his embrace, grateful for the sense of safety and comfort he provided, you weren't even aware that you crawled into his lap.

"it'll be alright." his deep voice comforted you as his large hand smoothed over your towel covered back.

you shifted on top of him as the wind battered against the house. the man holding you hissed, and you looked up at him with concern as you said, "yami?"

his eyes were screwed shut, jaw clenched, and hands were still against you.

"don't—" he strained. "fuck—don't say my name right now."

you were confused and about to ask why when you felt the reason under your thigh. eyes now wide as you felt his erection through his thin briefs, you noticed yami's head turned away from you.

grinding down gently elicited another groan from the man before he stilled you with his hands on your hips.

"what do you think you're doing?" his eyes were dangerous as he looked down at your trembling form. the fear from the storm seemed to be drowned out by your arousal for the man, and you welcomed the feeling, far preferring it to the former.

you leaned forward, your legs straddling yami as you placed a soft kiss on his rough and unshaven cheek. he sucked in a breath, and you slowly leaned back to look up at him.

"if I start this," he warned you, "i won't stop."

you shook your head softly and said, "please don't stop."

and he attached his lips to yours, a surge of electricity shooting through your body and intensifying the already overwhelming desire between you. the storm raged on outside, but in that moment, nothing else mattered except themoment you shared with yami.

your body melted into his, allowing him to take over. his touch was both gentle and possessive, hands exploring every inch of your body as if he had been waiting for this moment his entire life. the intensity between you grew with each passing second, the world around you fading into oblivion as you surrendered completely to the intoxicating power of yami.

hips rocked into his again, the rhythm becoming more urgent and desperate. every movement sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body, igniting a fire that consumed both of you. as the heat between you intensified, time seemed to stand still, leaving only the raw desire and overwhelming lust that bound you together in that moment.

yami's fingers trailed between your legs, and his lips swallowed your whimpers as he began to rub your clit. his touch was electrifying, sending shivers down your spine and causing your breath to hitch. the intensity of his caress intensified the already overwhelming pleasure, pushing you closer to the edge of ecstasy. With each skillful stroke, yami's fingers danced across your most sensitive areas, heightening the sensations and driving your mind wild. as his lips continued to silence your moans of pleasure, you surrendered completely to his dominance.

"please." you whimpered into his mouth, never having felt this intense of a desire before. "please, more."

yami's eyes sparkled with a mixture of passion and adoration as he whispered, "i''ll give you everything, baby."

his touch became even more intense, coaxing out pleasure that you never knew existed. the world around you faded away as his touch left fire across you, leaving you breathless and craving more as you shuddered and came on his fingers.

yami's hands continued their skilled movements, prolonging your ecstasy until you were left trembling in his embrace. lost in the waves of pleasure, you realized that this was only the beginning of somethingyou never wanted to end.

your hands eagerly went to his boxers, clumsily groping his erection as you drew groans from his lips. yami tore off your towel, leaving you bare on top of him. as the heat between you intensified, Yami's lips found yours in a hungry kiss. the room filled with the sound of your combined moans, echoing your cries of desire. you yanked down his briefs, his cock slapping against his stomach and making your eyes widen at the size.

you gulped, suddenly fervoring, when yami's rough hand cupped the back of your head and coaxed you in a kiss.

"i got you, baby," he assured, and you nodded.

as his hand trailed down your body, sending shivers of anticipation through you, you couldn't help but feel a surge of trust and surrender. the intensity of the moment was overwhelming, but with yami's reassuring words, you knew you were in safe hands. he lifted you up easily, aligning you with his cock and slowly entering you. the aching stretch you felt, mixed with the raw passion between you and yami was electrifying. and despite your whimpers, you urged him to continue. every movement, every touch, sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body. you surrendered completely to the moment, trusting that yami would take care of you and fulfill your every desire. in earnest, you drop yourself to cover him completely, whining in pain but just needing to feel as close as possible to him.

"fuck, gorgeous," he gritted through his teeth, holding you against him in a soothing manner.

he whispered sweet words of reassurance, promising to make the pain worth it. with each gentle stroke, he eased your discomfort and replaced it with a newfound intensity of pleasure. you let him bounce you on top of him, matching his rhythm and surrendering to the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body. the room filled with the symphony of your moans and his grunts as you both lost yourselves in each other. with every thrust, the pleasure escalated, pushing you both closer to the edge of ecstasy as your noises became more wanton.

"i—i didn't," you hiccuped in pleasure, gripping his broad shoulders in an attempt to ground yourself, completely addicted to the spots he could reach inside of oyu. "didn't know it could feel this good."

"fuck, baby, you're perfect." he grunted and captured your lips for another kiss.

the intensity of his words sent shivers down your spine and you knew this was a moment of pure bliss that you never wanted to end. you felt an unfamiliar tightness in your stomach, aching for release as the pleasure continued to build. the overwhelming sensation consumed you, making it impossible to think of anything else except yami's burning touch.

you began to cry, not knowing how to handle the torrent of pleasure coursing through you when his thumb came back to circle your clit. your tears mixed with the sweat on your flushed skin as you surrendered to the intensity of the moment. throwing out a hiccuped warning, yami just encouraged you to let go and let him bring you to bliss.

as you let go of all inhibitions, your body trembled with each stroke of his thumb. the world around you faded into a blur, leaving only the raw ecstasy that yami's touch left. every nerve ending was on fire, every sensation heightened to an almost unbearable level. in that moment, you knew that surrendering to yami meant surrendering to pure pleasure, unlike anything you had ever experienced before. and you cried his name as you came, gripping onto him for dear life as he guided you through the high.

as the waves of pleasure subsided, you found yourself breathless and completely consumed by the intensity of the moment. yami's touch had unlocked a realm of pleasure you never knew existed, leaving you yearning for more of his intoxicating embrace.

with another breathless kiss, you collapsed against him, letting him hold you up as your eyes drifted to the window, only to see that the raging storm had turned into a mild shower.

"thank you," you croaked out, nuzzling into his warm touch.

"always, baby." his breathing was uneven, "i'll always be here for you."

#black clover x reader #black clover x you #black clover x y/n #black clover smut #sukehiro yami x reader #yami x reader #yami sukehiro x reader #yami smut #yami sukehiro smut

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katsuma6 · 10 months

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Black Clover Characters after a Argument.

You ask Black Clover characters if they're mad after a fight. Here's how they respond.

What characters should I do next?

#anime #black clover x reader #black clover #black clover manga #yami sukehiro #nozel silva #fuegoleon vermillion #yuno black clover #zora ideale #black clover headcanons #black clover imagines #black clover x you #black clover x y/n

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lyranova · 9 months

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hello-! may I please request a fic with Y/N being really affectionate towards william and him starting to cry with happiness over how sweet youre being (like him being touch starved)

sorry if i didn't word this well and have a nice day :3

Hiya there! Of course you can, you worded it just fine don’t worry! And William probably is touch starved considering how mistreated he was by his step mom and father 😔, I hope you enjoy~!

Word Count: 584

Warnings: None

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Willam quietly sat on the couch in his living quarters. Lately there had been so manny changes with everyone and everything that it was beginning to overwhelm him. Julius was missing, along with Damnatio, Fuegoleon, Nozel, and Charlotte were currently in the running to become the next Wizard King/Queen. It was a lot in a short amount of time and he was barely keeping it together. He put on a brave face in front of his squad members and lover, but honestly? It was becoming a harder and harder thing to do.

William suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around his shoulder and hug him tightly. He tensed a bit in surprise but once he saw who it was he relaxed a bit. It was his partner. They must’ve just gotten back to the Golden Dawn base.

“ What is this for?” William asked curiously, and his partner just shrugged with a small smile on their face.

“ I dunno, I guess I just felt that you needed a hug today.” They muttered simply as they gave him another gentle squeeze.

William felt his heart skip a beat in his chest before a wave of warmth overcame him. They…just felt that he needed one today? He tried to recall if he had maybe let his true feelings slip at some point but he couldn’t think of anything. The last person who had ever been able to tell when he needed a hug or some words of comfort was his mother. She somehow always knew without him having to say a word, and his partner was no different.

He thought he had been good at hiding it from, but apparently he wasn’t good enough. Suddenly tears welled up in his eyes before falling down his cheeks. He reached a hand up and gently placed it on his partners arm and held it.

“ Huh? Hey William, are you okay? What’s wrong?” His partner asked in concern and William smiled tearfully before shaking his head at them.

“ It’s nothing I’ve just…been overwhelmed by everything lately and…I guess I really needed a hug.” William said as he sniffled a bit and began to wipe his tears away.

They moved away from William, surprising him a bit, before they walked around the couch and sat down next to him. They wrapped their arms around him once again and hugged him tighter then they had just a moment ago. William smiled a bit more before he wrapped his arms around them and rested his forehead on their shoulder.

“ You can talk to me you know? If the weight gets to be too much you can always give some of it to me, I’ll be more than happy to help you carry it.” They said softly as they patted his back.

“ I don’t want to burden you with my troubles…”

“ You’re not a burden William, and you never will be, so please don’t keep it all to yourself. Let me help you.” They urged and William felt that warmth wash over him again, how did he find someone as amazing and kind hearted as them?

So, William began to tell his Partner all his troubles and worries. Many tears were shed, and comforting words were shared, but William was glad he had his partner by his side. Helping him when he needed it, comforting him when he needed it. He was so very lucky to have them in his life, and constantly thanked the universe for allowing him to meet them.

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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!

#asks #theautisticfroglord #black clover #black clover oneshot #black clover fanfic #black clover x reader #black clover x y/n #black clover x you #william vangeance #william vangeance x reader #william vangeance x y/n #william vangeance x you #black clover william

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zaimta · 10 months

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彡LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

zai says: back on my black clover grind that movie changed everything!! this fic is gender neutral btw that’s just what asta said in the ep

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it was his first official day as a black bull, since he was a rookie he had plenty of chores to do. they weren’t all bad compared to what he did back at the church it was nothing. however he will admit that the laundry load was something that he wasn’t used to, the pile was bigger than he was. then again it beats waking up yami by miles.

as he washed the clothes he came across vanessa’s bra. he turned a bright red and slapped his cheeks to snap him out of his daze.

“the girls in this guild are beautiful…but they have nothing on sister lily!” he yelled to himself and got back to washing the clothes.

you leaned against the wall of the base and rose a brow “sister? like a woman of the cloth?” you went outside to check on him you knew how hefty laundry duty was, and you wanted to feel bad for him but honestly you were glad you didn’t have to do it anymore.

he immediately turned around when he heard your voice. you were recruited to the black bulls a year before he was but the two of you were around the same age. his eyes widened when he saw you, he remembered seeing you when he first joined the guild but he never got a good look at you. maybe he was wrong about the sister lily thing, as soon as he thought that he felt the heat rise to his face.

he nodded. his cheeks were dusted with a bright pink “uh yeah.” he scratched the back of his head slightly embarrassed. sister lily was the only one for him he was sure of it. but why were you making him feel so different?

you laughed. oh god he loved that sound.

“you know they can’t marry right? let alone date.”

he knew that. how was he supposed to say the moment this conversation someone else caught his eye. he never thought someone else would catch his eye and turn him away from sister lily. but you? he didn’t know what you were quite frankly he could care less he just knew that he really really liked you.

“i-” he cleared his throat to prevent himself from stammering “yeah. i knew that.”

you shrugged and sent him a wave over your shoulder as you walked back into the base.

suddenly sister lily was a close second. hell who was he kidding close wasn’t even the word.

#black clover x reader #asta x reader #black clover fluff #asta fluff #black clover x y/n #black clover x you #asta x you #asta x y/n

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pochipop · 1 year

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Hi! I'm not sure if you write for Black Clover(?) or if the artist s/o headcanons were just a one time thing, –but I was wondering if I could get a oneshot of Zora who mistakingly thinks the reader is a royal when she actually just has pretty strong illusion magic and gives off a more sophisticated/elegant vibe?

＃BLACK CLOVER !! ♡ — LOVER, FIGHTER (ZORA X READER).

#. synopsis! — zora has never liked royals, -but he does like you .

#. characters! — zora .

#. warnings! — mentions of canon-typical violence/injuries .

#. word count! — 2.5k .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @yyolkchi (reblog/spam) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

#. a/n! — sorry for being really inactive, my first semester of university just finished today and i've been struggling with some depression since the cold weather moved in; but i'm hoping to find the motivation to finish up at least a few stories during my winter break. :)

"You're tougher than you look," Zora comments, turning his sharp gaze toward you with a little sparkle in his eyes that you've never seen before.

You're not sure what it means or represents, but you don't have the nerve to ask, either. Zora doesn't exactly intimidate you, —that might be a bit too bold a word to use, but you do feel anxious around him. Like you have something to prove, even when you know you really don't. Sure, he's technically your superior, but so is Finral, and you don't have any qualms about speaking to him. Or Gordon, or Magna, or Vanessa, even captain Yami himself. . . This is a feeling reserved specifically for Zora, and you don't fully understand why. Maybe it's that mask he wears, which is as admittedly cool, but also mystifying. It shrouds Zora in a layer of the unknown. Maybe it's those razor-sharp teeth lining his mouth. Maybe it's the fact that he's a complete and utter menace around the base from time to time. Or, maybe it's something completely different altogether. . .

"Do I look weak?" You ask in reply.

"No," he shakes his head, not even pausing to think about it.

That makes you oddly happy. It's not praise, but from what you understand, Zora rarely, if ever, gives that out, —and his words feel close enough to a compliment to have to count for something. At least to you, anyway.

"Not weak. Just. . . Elegant, I guess is the right word for it. You don't look like you'd be wielding illusion magic."

"Well, that makes one of us," you answer jokingly, "you look exactly like someone wielding trap magic."

For a moment, you worry your joke has fallen on deaf ears. Or even worse, that it's fallen on ears that heard it, but actively disliked what you'd said.

Thankfully, he offers you a small chuckle in response. It's a nice, smooth laugh that makes your heart jump in your chest a little. This is the first time you've heard him laugh over something you said, and it fills you with some semblance of pride that you didn't have before.

"Didn't know you had the nerve to make a joke like that," he notes, "—does that mean you're not scared of me anymore?"

Your gaze flickers to the ground in embarrassment as you try to laugh the question off. It sounds painfully awkward in your own two ears.

"Who said I was ever scared of you?" You ask a question of your own in reply.

"You didn't really need to. I have a bit of a knack for picking up signals, and yours have been on high alert around me for. . . Well, for forever, I guess," Zora shrugs.

He doesn't seem particularly upset about it. His comment is more observational than anything else, —like he's pointing out a fact that he's utterly indifferent to. You're relieved that his feelings weren't hurt by your actions, deliberate or not, but you still have to wonder how he managed to see right through you so easily. Up until now, you figured you'd done an okay job concealing your nerves around him since he'd never commented on anything of the sort, and you knew him well enough to know that he didn't mince words with anyone. It was fair game if he could sense it, at least most of the time.

"I-Its not so much fear, really, I just. . ." You pause, hoping that the right words come to you quickly like a dog to your beckoning whistle.

They don't.

"Hey," he laughs, turning around to face you completely as he stops in his tracks.

"It's fine. You think I'm not used to reactions like that by now? Come on," he gives your shoulder a small push for emphasis.

It's the good one, —the one he knows you didn't get hit in during the battle. The other is fine, just a little sore and a dull ache lingers in the muscles there; but he still chose to avoid it, and something tells you that it was very intentional. You realize then that Zora likely pays a lot more attention to not just you, but his entire group of squadmates, more than he'd ever be willing to fess up to.

You feel your body relax naturally. Not fully, but enough to be noticeable, and you give Zora a small smile.

"Thank you for your help back there," you say to him genuinely, "I really appreciate it. And I'm glad that Yami paired us together for this mission. . . I feel like I know you better now."

"Enough talking, princess," he quips, turning opposite of you and quickly walking away, long legs striding in even steps, “—if we actually want to eat something for dinner, we’ll need to get back soon.”

Heat rushes to your face at the nickname. Of all the things he could have said, —why on Earth did it have to be that? A part of you wants to believe it has something to do with that elegant comment he made, but another part worries that it represents something much more unsavory. Zora doesn't like royals. . . So why would he be calling you a princess as any form of compliment, or even observation?

Before you can think too much of it, you feel something move on your shoulder. Your head snaps to the side, only to be met with the painfully familiar stripes of a rainbow stink bug, —the kind Zora loves to place on people at random just for the heck of it. You make haste of flicking the insect off you, but you're a little too late.

"Zora!"

As time goes on, Zora no longer spares you from his pranks. Asta remains his favorite person to antagonize, of course, but you just might be a close second. Even so, you don't really feel like his actions come from a place of malice. . . They're never damaging in the long run, just playful antics that he (and you as well, sometimes,) can get a laugh out of. Looking back on it, you almost feel better about the fact that he doesn't exclude you from his hijinks anymore. Maybe it's a sign that things between the two of you are moving in the right direction! More team unity can't be a bad thing.

Sure, it might get a little annoying flicking rainbow stink bugs out of your room every once in a while, but Zora's loyalty makes up for that, —especially in battle. His help never goes unnoticed. He often has your back before you can even think about having his, and it shocks you every time, though you should probably be used to it by now.

"Are you alright?" He questions, giving you a sideways glance as he stays alert, just in case anymore enemies try to come at him sideways.

You're sitting upright against the thick trunk of a tree, breathing slightly ragged and lungs aching from the strain. Your ribs hurt like never before. It was unusual for anyone to fight so roughly in close combat, but you'd been taken by surprise along with the other members of the Black Bulls, and now you were just trying to stay out of their way. It was very unlike you to be taken out in battle, —in fact, it hadn't happened once since you were a newbie and Yami directed you out of the line of fire in order to protect you just in case. Even then, it was more about having the opportunity to watch and grow than anything else.

"I'll be fine," you tell Zora a little breathlessly, arm coming around to clutch at your throbbing torso, "just go. Make sure everyone else has backup."

"Don't be stupid," he snaps, still not looking your way, "—Luck and Magna will be fine on their own, and Asta has to be there with them by now. If I left you here alone, you wouldn't be able to defend yourself, and then what?"

It really isn't that he's looking down on you. Much the opposite, he seems to hold enough respect for you to know that you'd want to do things by yourself, but is actively refusing to let you for your own sake. And maybe for his own to a certain extent as well.

"They need you more than I do," you answer, "I just need to catch my breath. Just go, and I'll catch up with you."

"Shut up!" He scolds, turning to lock eyes directly with you.

You've never seen this side of Zora before. He's mad, —angered in a way that feels so unfamiliar. A million times over you've heard him tear royals apart with his harsh words, and you've seen him slit through enemies with the same intensity, but to have it directed at you feels like a loaded gun is being held to your head and you're just waiting for the trigger to be pulled.

"I hold my tongue when it comes to you because you don't rub being royalty in anyone's face, —and I like that about you. But you don't always get to play the hero," he rants, each word more lethal than the last.

You open your mouth to speak, but he doesn't give you the chance. He's mad, and that much is more than obvious, but he's also. . . Worried? Scared? Anxious? Maybe all three and more, or nothing and less. You can't seem to put your finger on it. All you really know is that this side of Zora is frantic and explosive, but definitely not uncontrollable. You don't feel threatened by him in this state, —just surprised.

"Your magic is strong, and we both know that, but you aren't invincible. You have to know when enough is enough, or you'll drag everyone else down with you in the long run. It's useless to fight when you're way past your limits, and this just is what it is right now. If being protected by a lowly little commoner like me makes you feel like your high status has been stripped away, then cry about it later, because right now, you don't have any other options."

"Zora—" you try, but he refuses to let you get a word in edgewise, assuming you're going to argue with him on this.

"No!" He exclaims, "just sit there! I know the grass isn't fancy silken sheets, but you'll just have to get over it. I'm not asking you to leave this alone and just let me take care of it, —I'm telling you that's what's happening, and if you have a problem with that, it's just too damn bad."

Before you can manage to process everything well enough to respond thoughtfully, a familiar face is rushing toward the scene.

"Oh gosh," Noelle huffs, "just stay still y/n, I'll heal you as well as I can."

"Zora! A little help over here?" Vanessa calls out irritably.

"You can go," Noelle tells him before he can protest, "I'll stay here with y/n. The sooner we get rid of these guys, the faster this can all be over and done with."

He hesitates, but knows he doesn't have a genuine excuse to stay any longer now that Noelle is here. There's so much you need to say to him, —so much you need to explain. But now isn't the time for that, so you watch with half lidded eyes as Zora spares you a small glance before rushing off to assist Vanessa.

"Zora?" You approach him later on as the day bleeds into night.

He frowns.

"You should be resting," he comments bluntly.

"I know," you acknowledge, "but. . . There's just some things we need to talk about."

"If you're about to scold me for what I said earlier, —don't bother. I know it was harsh, but it was true, and I won't apologize for saying something I believe," he tells you matter-of-factly.

That is so achingly like him. It's almost amusing.

"I'm not looking for an apology," you shake your head, "—you were right, at least somewhat. I should be more aware of when enough is enough so I don't get in everyone else's way. I understand that."

You swear you could see a glimmer of pride in Zora's eyes, one that was both for you as much as it was for himself. Still, you don't comment on it.

"But I need to tell you that I'm not royalty, and I'm really not sure what gave you that impression of me," you say.

He pauses, blinking silently. Of all the things you could have said, he was taking that the hardest. It dawns on you that he more than likely had his entire impression of you built on the assumption that you were of a noble bloodline. This must be hard to swallow, and you're not naive enough to deny him that.

". . . Really?" Zora finally asks, eyes squinting at you in confusion.

"Really," you nod, "—I'm from a small town east of the Capitol. Not necessarily in the sticks or anything, but nowhere near being a city. My parents are both farmers, and I was born and raised a commoner."

The look on his face tells you that he doesn't believe you, or at the very least that he's having a rather difficult time processing all of this new information. Somehow, the worst part of it all in his mind is that he liked you way too much even when he thought you were nobility. You weren’t like the wealthy, high class royals that always poked at him, and worse, his father, every chance they got. You accepted him in a way he’s not sure anyone else ever has; —stink bug pranks and all.

In a rare show of vulnerability, he reaches out to graze his fingertips against your own.

“I didn’t mean to make unfair judgments about you,” he notes. “For once, I didn’t even mean that I thought you were a noble in a bad way. I saw the intensity of your magic and just assumed you were one, but I still. . .”

When he pauses, you dare to press for a continuance.

“Still. . .?”

He almost clams up, but the words come tumbling from his lips before he has the chance to filter or water them down somehow.

“I still had a lot of respect for you, and I ended up liking you anyway.”

Your eyes widen in surprise at his admission, but you can’t help the way a smile tugs at the corners of your lips.

“Like in what sense?” You inquire.

Zora’s stunned by your display of boldness for a moment, but quickly shakes his head.

“No more questions,” he dismisses your inquiry, reaching out to clutch at your wrist. “You shouldn’t even be out here asking me things, —you should be resting. So go do that instead of bothering me.”

In spite of his words, his grip lingers on your wrist for much longer than need be. You take his advice and make your way back to your room, but each time you let your mind wander, it travels back to Zora and your heart flutters happily in your chest.

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