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bowandcurtsey · 4 months
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Hi sweetheart thank you for requesting this! <3 I'm sorry it took so long but Merry Christmas!!
Also I love this request, it's kinda new for me although yes I do get turned on by voices and dirty talks („ಡωಡ„)
brb cause i'm feeling the heat writing this piece. Characters: Yami, Zora, Magna x f! reader tw: nsfw, dirty talking, maybe degrading, minors dni, unchecked works
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Yami Sukehiro
This man is the king of dirty talking. Yea, all that man does is talk shit in his fucking sexy low gruffy voice.
But he knows he's good at it. He knows his effect one you. And boy is he going to use it to his advantage in bed all the time, he won't stop from the start till the end.
One moment he's taunting you, "oh, can't get enough of me, princess?" "you're clenching onto me so tightly" "I just got in and you're cumming? again?"
The next moment he's all praises like he's so drunk on you, "fuck, what a pretty angel." "good girl taking me so well now,"
But whatever he says he can feel your hungry and weeping cunt swallowing whatever he's thrusting into you. He loves it and absolutely gets on from it.
When Yami's mad at you, boy oh boy you gotta get ready for a little degrading, girl.
"does ____ know you get all wet like this for me? You pussy is leaking just from me touching you like this?"
"So you wanna show everyone how slutty you can be, princess? Better be able to take it."
The fact that he could make you a hot wet mess, and the fact that you want to hear him praise, tease or scold you, and how you cum oh so hard from all of this, he's fucking intoxicated with just the idea of it. And let's face it, he's a hot mess for you too. ;)
Zora Ideale
Can't say anything nice and sometimes it ticks you off but he's just so fucking good at it you can't help but just be a good girl for him.
"Cumming already? my girl so needy huh?"
Slows down just as you're reaching your high and just shrugs, "hmm? the nights still early babe."
Keeps you waiting because he loves it when you get annoyed but then your desires get over you and you whine just for him.
"wanna cum?" "you know i love it when you bite that lower lip,"
"tell me, what you want, in your big girl words,"
and then he finally lets you cum, and you jolt from the wave of euphoria, he loves watching you roll your eyes and curse at him.
"i got you baby, I got you,"
And that won't be the end.
Loves edging you on because he absolutely knows his power over you. His mission is to make you cum multiple times until you squirt.
"one more baby, one more for me, wanna see you squirt all over me," he would lick the shell of your ear while pounding into you.
he's just so annoying but yet your body just reacts to him and you just reach your high again and again.
Magna Swing
Doesn't look like it but he likes to whisper dirty things in your ear at random times of the day.
But oh his moans and groans are so fucking sexy. You make him feel so good and he doesn't hide the way you intoxicate him.
"fuck baby, you're so tight fr me..." his words would slur and his tone goes one tone lower.
he whimpers a little when you go down on him, "hngg.. my good girl.."
he loves being in a position that he can be close to your ears and he says all the filth because he knows how much you like it.
he would be behind you, thrusting into you, "moan louder baby, i love it when you moan for me."
"yea? that feels good huh? you want more?"
"go on, cum on my dick, milk me baby."
and whenever you cum, he goes into a frenzy.
"hnngg, so good huh? mhmm, so tight, so fucking tight, my good girl..." he would go into a low growl.
he has great stamina as well, and would keep asking you to go for rounds.
"you say you can't, but you're already clenching on me again, love." he would press kisses to your shoulders and neck.
"one more? you can do it baby, my good angel. one more."
of course you would, with the way his voice melts you, how can you not?
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zaimta · 11 months
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“I don't want your money. I got this just for you. Keep your money. There's nothing I won't do for you. I'll come through for you every time—just in time”
˗ˏˋsanji, corazon, ryusui, magna, ed, arthur
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izunx · 10 months
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I saw on your master list you wanted some black clover requests and so was thinking how about Finral and Magna (separately) with an s/o who has strong magic but isn't really confident in their abilities and them just encouraging their s/o. Fluff would be great thank you
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S/O with strong powers! ✧.*
. Thank u smmm!! this concept is so cuteee . disclaimer; I'm currently reading the manga and I watched the anime quite a while ago so please don't pay mind if its ooc! . warnings: none
✧.* Finral x gn reader ✧.* Magna x gn reader
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FINRAL Roulacase
It's been too long. Too long since you've last looked happy and confident and it's been having a toll on Finral too. Should he bring it up? Should he just let you do your own thing and find yourself? He couldn't even if he wanted to. And that's why he's lost for words as your both sitting down at the base of the black bulls:
"Y/n- You seem quite down? Is there any problems??" He held his breath.
"Huh?" You looked off into the distance, debating whether your little problem was a big enough deal to talk about. You don't want to embarrass yourself in front of the man you love.
"Nothing really, it's nothing" You gave him a reassuring smile. But he could easily see through that façade.
He gently took your hand and placed it into his, he had worry weaved into his eyebrow. You couldn't help yourself at that face.
"It's just I just don't know how I possibly made it into this squad," he looked at you and you knew he was intently listening; reassuring you to go on, "I don't think my abilities are enough."
At that, his jaw drapped.
"Are you kidding me y/n?! You're amazing!" He squeezed your hand. If anything, the man was puzzled. Wondering if you were being serious.
"You think so?" You looked down into your lap.
"If anything, I look up to you love" He put his arm around you and whispered into your ear (it kinda hurt his pride saying this next part)
"I honestly think you're one of the strongest, miles better than me for sure and you're up there! You're an inspiration to a lot of the knights I can tell you that" He once more gave you a wide smile and glided his hand up and down your arm in a reassuring manner.
"You're too good for me, Finral" You immediately wrapped your arms around him, smiling into his shoulders. "You say I'm strong but I'm stronger when you're with me"
And you've done it again, got Finral smiling n' blushing like a teenage girl with a crush.
"If you'd like, we can train together" He broke the hug but his arm remained on you.
You smiled at that, you just knew you got lucky finding a gem like Finral. "Yeah, I'd like that"
You both got up, smiling like idiots but on the way out he just had to grumble, "there's no point anyways, you'll destroy me in a second love" and to that, you laughed loudly. No one could make you feel better but him.
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MAGNA Swing
"Do you know what's up with y/n?" Luck asked Magna curiously, "she doesn't want to fight me anymore"
"Huh?? Are you sure you aren't going delusional?"
You'd never refuse a fight. Rather you were the one challenging him or Luck to those fights, testing out your abilities day by day. You were one of the stronger magic knights. You knew your worth, but that's only what he thought. Not wanting to worry Magna, you ended up not telling him what you were feeling at all.
"I'll go speak with her, something must be up," And off he ran.
Unbeknown to you, Magna had a fat crush on you. Everyone except you knew this. He would most literally do everything at your command. It was his priority to make sure you're alright.
"Y/N!!" Magna ran into your room, panicked.
"Magna? What's wrong?" You were laying on the bed, clueless as to why you had a scrawny tallish man barge into your room.
"Are you sick?"
"... No? Magna are you alright?"
"I am but are you?" He slowly made his way to you and sat in the chair opposite you as you got up to sit in the bed.
"Why wouldn't I be alright?"
"Don't lie to me y/n, I'm not the brightest but it doesn't take a smartass to know that you would never refuse a fight for no reason."
You gave him one of those smiles. The smile that made his heart skip a beat and his stomach do backflips. You knew he was the one for you the very moment he took his time out of his days to help each other train; you liked him. A lot.
"I can't hide anything from you" You looked down at your lap, not knowing where to start.
"Do you think I'm strong enough to stay here?"
He looked at you for a second, lost.
"Strong enough? Y/n you're even too good to be training with me of all people."
"But-"
"Absolutely no buts y/n." He grabbed your hand and looked at you with piercing eyes.
"I was born a peasant, I don't have much magic at all but you proved to me that I can work and train to earn myself some strength. And you're one of the knights that work the hardest everyday so don't ever undermine your strength."
His speech could've brought anyone to tears and it most certainly brought you to sobbing.
You hugged him tight, laying your head on his shoulder as he sat there frozen, not knowing what to do.
"God Magna, you're honestly a gem" You looked at him with softness in your eyes, "I like you, Magna." And at that, he lost his shit.
"REALLY?" He didn't know what to say, his hands were strangled in the air. He ultimately decided to put his arms tightly wrapped around you. He inhaled your scent and appreciated you.
"I like you a lot too, y/n" And the rest of the evening was spent with both of you gushing your feelings out, embracing each other.
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Summary: You’re on a mission, and your goal is to pretend to be spouses for the sake of the mission. However, your partner seems a little too eager to play the part, which makes you suspicious of if he actually fancies you.  And the mission comes to an end with a confession
Trope: Fake dating Fanfic type: Headcanons Pairings: Fue x gn!reader , Nozel x gn!reader , Yami x gn!reader , Zora x gn!reader , Magna x gn!reader Requested by: @hybridanafrost​ Warnings: There’s the mention of “bastard” (affectionate) in one part Genre: General/fluff Total length: ~1.9k
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Fue
You had had a crush on your beloved, dashing captain for months now, and there was no end in sight. But surely the feelings wouldn’t be reciprocated, right? He was a captain, and royalty, and you were just… you. So, when you wound up on a mission with Fuegoleon, a joint mission, you half cursed and half thanked your luck.
Cursed, because this meant you having to keep your cool while being alone with him, and thanked because it was time spent together, alone. It was heaven and hell rolled in one. Especially since the location of your mission, was in a quiet urban village where there was apparently something “strange” going on with the mayor of the little village, and as a disguise, he had proposed that you’d be going as a newly-wed couple. Because there was nothing suspicious about it, right? You had just eloped, and wanted to spent some peace and quiet before you’d need to take on the responsibilities that came with marrying into royalty. It just made sense.
But… that didn’t mean that it, exactly, comforted you. Because it meant having to act like a married couple, sleeping in the same room, though he always took the couch and just… trying to act like you were in love.
Which you were. You were very much in love. But there came the question of just how much in love you could act without it being too obvious. A touch that would last too long. Or a gaze given at the wrong moment, and it’d be clear that it wasn’t an act.
It terrified you. The only thing that made it easier was how… natural it seemed for him to play the part of a husband.
The way he went about it, was as if he was eager to be your husband. Your husband. He remembered little things about you and asked for your preferences in a manner that was… perhaps a bit too smooth. The quiet “I love you”, he said, once, sounded far too genuine.
So… you had to wonder. But. You kept it to yourself. Because it was all just an act, right? It had to be. Even if you felt it to be something else.
The thing that, in the end, revealed the situation for you after the mission, were the words: “I wasn’t pretending,” from him.
Nozel
Nozel was known to be stern, adamant and to have high expectations. But there was something about that sense of responsibility, that frankness and reliability that had always drawn you in. But when it was coupled with the way he sometimes, just sometimes, stopped to look at a flower in the garden or a passing breeze playing with blades of grass, that had finally made you fall in love with him.
So, when you found out that you were to go on a joint mission with the captain, there were a lot of various emotions swaying within you. On one hand you could, perhaps, maybe, just maybe, breach in the gap between the two of you, or on the other hand he’s just look at you and tell you how such sweet sentiments had no place in the squad.
But. Also. You didn’t have a place to object the order to go on that mission with him. So, you decided to just grind your teeth together, and act as if nothing was… wrong. Because, technically, nothing was wrong.
However, when he said the words “you’ll be playing the part of my spouse”, you could barely believe it. You. Being married to him? Even if just in play pretend. It seemed surreal. Like expectations had just been landed over your shoulder and the weight was crushing. So, you mumbled something that tried to ask if he thought it to be a good idea.
And he said that it was. He seemed almost insulted as to why you didn’t think he could be your husband.
Which should, probably, have told you already enough. But it hadn’t.
So, during the mission you got to see had courteous he could be, within the framework of royal etiquette. How observant and thoughtful he could be.
It was a side of him you had never really known.
And he played the part a little too well.
But this was Captain Nozel Silva you were talking about. Surely it had to be just an act. Surely.
Until… at the end of the mission. He pulled you aside and said: “I want to have dinner with you. In the same manner as we did during this mission, but this time, not as an act.”
It sounded poised, stiff, and clumsy, but… the sweet sentiment was there.
Yami
Yami had always seemed the type of a guy, who’d be frank with how he felt. Or what he thought about something. But then again, he did also keep a lot to himself. Which made him a little bit of a mystery, honestly. But that was justt a part of his charm. It really was.
And though you couldn’t exactly say what had made you fall in love with him initially, you knew that… you were head over heels in love. So, when he, on that one morning, just blurted out how you’d be joining him on a mission, and he’d be your husband, you almost choked on your breakfast. But so did about half of the squad as well.
“What? Is there a problem?” He asked, genuinely surprised, while wearing that… almost blank expression of his. Almost blank, but more… taken aback.
But… It was the captain’s order. And… you didn’t, exactly, want to turn him down. Not really anyways. So, you agreed. Told him that there was no problem.
Which meant that for the next week you watched him introduce you as his spouse, constantly. Even if he didn’t, at least you thought that he didn’t, need to do that. But it was quite cute, actually. Because he seemed so proud, in a way. Just showing you around. “Look at my spouse” was the sentiment.
Like a proud husband. Which he was pretending to be at that moment, so… your heart dared to hope. It dared to whisper into your ear things about how nice it was, how natural it felt. Because it did feel natural. Like you were supposed to be together.
He just made it so damn easy to love him during that week. Bastard, you thought with affection. Because it seemed as if he knew what you were thinking about, and he just… did it. Like he was showing the love he felt from you, right back at you.
But it had to be your imagination, right? Because this was Yami you were talking about.
So, as you were making your way back to the base at the end of the mission, he just breathed in and looked up at the skies and said “I wouldn’t mind doing this”.
“What?”
“Being married to you.”
Like it had been so simple. Because… supposedly, it was. Love was simple, at times.
Zora
Yami had ordered you to go on a mission, because your affinity suite it the best. But you had to take someone with you, because it wasn’t exactly a solo mission. Or, rather, it was always safer to go with someone, than alone. Basic squad mentality.
There was one person in your mind that you were thinking about. Or entertained, rather, because there would be up and downs with going with said, sometimes snarky, redhead. He could be infuriating, but he was… also wonderful. The pranks he did, were just prank, honestly. And he was ever really bad to… well, mostly nobles. Which they did have coming, so you couldn’t really judge him.
In fact, one could have said that you fancied Zora, but it’d be a cold day in hell when you’d admit it to first and give him the satisfaction. Though you weren’t sure if he would take satisfaction out if it…
Just in case. You kept it to yourself.
So, of course when there was a need to pair someone up with you, anyone, it had to be him who raised his hand and offered to go with you. But… you could manage. It was just a mission, right? You could keep your emotions in check for the week.
“Oh, and you’ll be posing as a married couple,” Yami said, like it was just a simple afterthought.
But all it did was make you want to ask him if he was out of his mind.
Which you didn’t. And after some contemplation, you concluded that Zora would probably just half-ass it anyhow, so you’d be alright.
However, that didn’t end up being the case. Though he was still… Zora, there was a different… flare to him during that mission. He was still his pesky, said with affection, self, but he was so attentive and… caring that you thought for the first couple of days that you had to be imagining it. Which you did state to him.
“You’re being so… nice,” you said with a mix of curiosity and disbelief.
“I’m your husband, and you’re not running away from me now,” he shrugged, which made you wonder. Because back at the base you were, kinda, avoiding him at times, because you didn’t want to seem too obvious. But on the other hand you did enjoy spending time with him, of course you did, it was just a matter of hurting because you cared for him and was unable to show it.
But now it just… made you wonder.
He didn’t keep you wondering, however, not too long at least. Because as you were returning, he asked “so, do I have a shot at this?”
“At what?”
“Being your boyfriend.”
Magna
Magna had always been a kind of a gentleman. Though, his gentlemanliness seemed to be a bit all over the place. But he was being genuine. And, if you were honest, the fact that he was all over the place made him even more cute with his chivalry.
So, when he ran up to you one day, and started saying things like “Yami is sending us on a mission, and I’ll be your husband,” it just… didn’t really make sense at first. Actually, it didn’t make sense until you heard the explanation from Yami as to what the mission would entail.
“No, I’m not going to make you get married,” Yami had clarified, because Magna was being very eager to play his part.
It was again that same excited energy that you could always see from him, which made your heart skip a beat. But you supposed that the excitement would diminish, at least a little bit, during the mission.
Little did you know, it only seemed to fuel his fire. Because the longer the mission went on, the more confident he grew, and the more adamant he became of being The Perfect Husband.
Perhaps… a little too much, for it to be just an act. As in, you knew that he was set on being a real man, but he poured everything he had into this with such passion that it had to be more than just for show.
Or then your mind was simply playing tricks on you, and which is why you decided to just enjoy the mission.
But. On your way back, after the mission was done, he asked, while rubbing the back of his neck “So… can we go on a proper date?”
All that confidence from him had seemed to seep away, but it just showed you that he meant it.
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duckymcdoorknob · 6 months
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Hi ducky can I please have an emergency request? can u write a story for a y/n who keeps her emotions in bc every time she tries to tell someone someone else complains about something.
and I think u started watching black clover so can u write it with luck and magna ? either together or separate is okey.
thank u 💔
Yes you sure can.
Bumping this one up bc I’m really feeling this hardcore rn
I may make this kinda self-indulgent with the issues y/n is facing???
My dms are open if you wanna vent! I’m here for you, anon. 💜💜💜💜
CW BELOW THE CUT: none.
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Luck Voltia and Magna Swing
Things weren’t going too well for you, there’s no way to hide that fact.
From whatever it was, your day was poisoned by unhappiness, and you didn’t know what to do to aid it.
Of course, you refused to let any of the other bulls in on how you were feeling. It was especially difficult to keep Asta from pestering you; the kid is very attentive.
“Show. Never tell.” Is what you would tell yourself, forcing the feelings back into a tiny box.
You tried so hard to keep your face up as you walked through the base, but most days it was impossible to get anything besides a hopeless frown.
When asked how you were, you shrugged it off, merely explaining that you just have a “resting sad face”
Many believed you, nodding with an “ohh” while walking away.
But Magna we’re not buying into any of your nonsense. The two would exchange worried glances at your excuses.
When the team slowly gathered together in the living room after dinner, you were not doing great whatsoever. Your mood was sour, and you were barely focused on anything.
“Hey, everything alright?” Asta asked as he sat next to you. “You didn’t eat at dinner, and usually you have a great appetite.”
You sighed with a broken smile, “To be honest I’m-“
“Oh my god, Asta, did you see what Yami had me doing today? I didn’t get a break once! I’m so tired of being his wheels all the time,” Finral whined as he plopped down next to the anti-magic user.
To your dismay, everyone gathered around their senior to listen to his tale of woe, leaving you behind and ignored again.
You stand up and retreat to your bedroom, leaving without a single word.
You didn’t have much time alone before there was a gentle knocking on your door. “(Y/N)? Can we come in?” It was Luck’s voice…?
You didn’t reply, instead burying your head into your pillow. You heard their bickering through the door.
“Looks like we’re doing this the hard way-“
“Magna no! They didn’t give us permission to come in-“
“And what if something happened to them?? Would you rather us stand out here and do nothing when-“
“You need to respect their wishes!”
“You can come in,” you say stoically, not moving from your previous position.
The door opens slowly, revealing the two bulls.
“Hey, careful doing that,” Magna quickly made his way over to your bed, turning your head toward them. “You’ll suffocate if you don’t leave room for air.”
“Whatever…” you murmur, eyes glazed over.
“(N/N),” Luck begins, “Are you okay?”
You sit upright to greet them “Yeah I’m-“
“No, like actually okay,” he interrupts, moving to sit next to you.
There’s a solemn silence…
“Hey, (N/N), tell us what’s going on, kid,” Magna hums as he brushes a few stray hairs out of your face, sitting on your other side.
They wait with baited breath for your reply, worry evident in their eyes.
“I’m not okay… and I don’t know what to do,” you finally confess in a sotto-voce tone.
Both put a supportive hand on your back or shoulder, listening carefully.
“Everything is falling apart… and I-I’m not sure what to do. I’m usually g-good at fixing things but…” you laugh a bit in pitifulness, “I can’t even fix myself.”
“You don’t have to fix yourself; that’s why we’re here,” the mowhawked mage mutters, squeezing your shoulder gingerly.
“But what if I can’t be fixed? What if I have to live like this every day?”
“Nothing lasts forever,” Luck’s sweet voice chimes. “Time won’t stop whenever you feel sad, it will keep moving and you’ll be forced to feel better.”
“It feels so hopeless… nobody cares…” you whisper
“That’s not-“ he attempts.
“It is true. The moment Fin complained, everyone turned to listen to him instead. I don’t feel heard or respected… I don’t-“ tears start to fill your eyes “I feel so alone.”
“Hey,” Magna’s low voice sounds, “You are far from alone…” he wipes a falling tear with his thumb. “You have people who love you and are willing to support you every step of the way.”
“Yeah!” A quiet cheer of approval left the lightning mage. “You know how much we love you, and we would do anything for you to feel like yourself again.”
The flame mage gets in front of you, locking your eyes. “Tell us anything that’s on your mind… what’s making you feel like less than you are? Anything is fair game, don’t be afraid.”
You look around at their concerned faces once more, and suddenly everything falls apart. Your shoulders heave up and down as your body is wracked with the sobs you’ve been keeping hidden.
As you wail loudly, the two instantly move in to hug you. Magna cradles your head against his chest while Luck hugs around your torso and lays his head on your lap.
The two wordlessly cling onto you as you spill your tale of woe. Many—having heard your pained cries— attempt to check in multiple times. Magna shooed them instantly, shooting a death glare to anyone who tried to enter.
When you finally finished, you slumped downward, resting in their loving embrace. “Thank you…”
“Anytime, kid… anytime.” Magna whispered as he pats your shoulder.
When no response was given from the Cherry berserker, the two of you look down to notice that he had fallen asleep on your lap.
And for the first time that day, you started laughing.
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newtthetranswriter · 5 months
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Cuddels save lives?
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Word count: 861
Paring: Magna swing x Reader
Summary: Cold weather and a disheveled base don't mix, but the Hot headed fire mage may be able to help out with some cuddles.
Warnings: None really, Magna and Luck being themselves, and one slightly suggestive comment form Magna
A/n: WELCOME TO MY WINTER FIC EVENT. Anyway this is the first installment of my first fic event. I decided to go with some Magna Swing fluff for two reasons, 1) I love him and he needs more attention, 2) I want to show my other fandoms my writing and thought Black clover would be a great place to start. Without further ado enjoy the event and remember to Hydrate or Diedrate.
    It was an extremely cold day for the start of winter, and the disheveled walls of the Black Bulls hideout weren’t really helping. Cold air still managed to slip through the cracks no matter what I did. And the pile of blankets I was hiding under weren’t helping. My only hope was for the cold weather to pass quickly and bring back the relaxing temperatures of spring. 
    My day of being bundled in blankets ignoring the ruckus of my squad members was interrupted by a giggling lightning mage bursting through the door. I was about to yell at the blonde when he beat me to it jumping over me and hiding behind the pile of blankets.
    “Quick Y/n you gotta cover for me.” He said, trying to keep his voice down. I was confused until I heard another voice getting closer to my room yelling about Luck being a thieving brat. “Magna thinks I stole his food again, which I did, but this time I think he might actually kill me.”
     I rolled my eyes. These two were always either fighting over food or being terrors together, but judging by the sound of a pissed Magna getting closer and realizing Luck’s fate will be sealed if Magna sees where he is I sighed before speaking. “Fine, I’ll come up with a lie for you but first you need to get out of my room before my already pissed boyfriend does kill you.” A look of fear flashed through Luck’s eyes for what was probably the first time in his life before he swung open my window jumping out.
    Right as he fell from view Magna peaked inside the room seeing me glaring at the open window curled up in a mountain of blankets. “If it’s so cold you need all those blankets, why the hell do you have the window open?” He asked me, moving to close the window. “Also have you seen Luck? That bastard stole my food again and ran off.” Magna said moving towards my cocoon of blankets.
    Looking up at the fire mage, I failed to come up with a lie he would believe, and so decided I’d save Luck without taking the blame for his thievery. “Truth is he ran through just before you came in and jumped out the window.” Watching Magna try to decide whether to follow him or not, I put the rest of my plan to action. “But instead of spending your day chasing someone you’re never going to catch, you could maybe lie down with your partner who is freezing to death and use that flame magic of yours to keep me warm.” I said through exaggerated shivers, making sure to look as pitiful as possible to convince the stubborn mage.
    I watched as his anger about Luck and his food melted away, fading into an expression of care and comfort as he sighed. “You’re right, I’ll get back at Luck later but for now my love is freezing, and we can’t have that can we.” He said taking off his sunglasses, setting them on my nightstand, and hanging up his robe and jacket on the chair by my desk. “Now before I lay down, we gotta get rid of some of these blankets or we’re going to get way to fucking hot.” He started to pull at the layers wrapped around me.
    I struggled against him. “You can take the blankets off once you warm me up. I can't handle a second in the cold Magna, I’ll die.” I complained as he rolled his eyes in response.
    “Well if you didn’t have every blanket in the hideout on you would have already noticed I’ve been trying to make it warmer in here since I came in. Now If you want cuddles get rid of some of these blankets.” He said seriously.
    Looking at him skeptically I inched a hand out from under the blanket mountain, feeling that the room was in fact quite a bit warmer than when I woke up. With that realization I quickly helped him remove all but one of the probably fifteen blankets I managed to cover myself with. Once that was done I pulled him onto the bed and snuggled into his side. We both began to relax, thankful that it was one of the few days off we get so the chance of being pulled away to a mission was slim.
   “Thanks for this Magna, I love cuddling with you.” I said moving closer with a quiet yawn.
   I felt him place gentle to the top of my head before he yawned as well. “No problem next time you get cold, just come ask and I’m positive I can find a way to keep you warm.” Hearing the slight smirk in his voice, I playfully smacked his chest mumbling a quiet ‘I hate you, receiving a chuckle in response. “I love you too, y/n. Now get some rest, who knows what crazy shit Asta will pull us into next.” WIth that we both fell asleep in each other's arms, somehow sleeping through the chaos that is constant in the Black Bulls hideout.
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enid-rhees · 8 months
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small announcement :))
i have decided to officially add Magna, Kelly, Yumiko & Connie into my writing list !!
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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!
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Ofc i love the little fireball
Requests | Open (read rules on pinned first)
Fandoms | Black Clover
Platonic or Romantic? | Romantic
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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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c-h-e-r-r-i-e-s · 6 months
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Ahem!
Now that I have your attention.. can I petition for more Magna Swing fics? He’s so hot! And for what?
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Would anyone else read this if I wrote something about him? He’s so sassy.
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delirious-donna · 2 years
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Kiss Me Quick [Black Clover]
an: this was a little something that popped into my head a few nights ago, I love these boys so damn much. If there is interest, I could add more characters ^^
characters: Asta, Yuno, Finral, Magna & Liebe
warnings: fluff, SFW, absolute teeth rotting sweetness for these handsome boys, all characters are appropriately aged up
synopsis: various Black Clover characters experience their very first kiss!
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Asta
Asta approached his first kiss with the same level of enthusiasm he gave to everything else; throwing himself headlong into the experience. His lips pressed firmly against your own, almost aggressively so. You smiled, a gentle hand cupping his face and pulling away from the bruising kiss.
“I’m not your enemy, Asta,” you cooed.
His nose rubbed along yours, warm breath fanning your cheek. A pleasant tingle spread throughout your body from being this close to the grey haired hunk.
“Sorry,” he whispered in return, “just never thought I’d get to do this with you.”
For years you had stood on the sidelines and rooted for him enthusiastically. Not able to be of use in battle you had contented yourself with being his unwavering support. Tending to his aching body after intense training sessions and always lending a willing ear when he needed to unburden himself.
You had not known that as your feelings had grown, so too had Asta’s. You were what he thought of when he held his ground against the most wicked of enemies, the flame that burned bright in the darkest of nights.
At long last, he told you the truth.
The rough pad of his thumb traced your lower lip before sliding to your jawline, his lips met your own once more but this time in soft reverence. Butterfly kisses that made you long for more, mouths slanting as you inhaled each other and enjoyed his tender but protective embrace.
Asta parted your mouths, smirking at the soft sigh you exhaled. Eyes as green as freshly grown grass watched you closely, his head tipped to the side in curiosity whilst you caught your breath.
“Better?” he asked earnestly.
How adorable he was in his uncertainty. The faintest pink tinges his cheeks and a hand lifts to rub absently at his neck.
You nodded shyly.
“Much. Don’t stop practising though,” you purred as a hand curled into his Black Bulls cloak, drawing him back to you.
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Yuno
Yuno knew he wanted to kiss you, he had wanted to for a long time but had not yet found the perfect opportunity. He had grown so desperate in his desire to fulfil his wish that he was almost as giddy as a schoolchild when the time finally arrived.
You were rooted to the spot as golden eyes roamed your face with utter reverence. Too shocked by his sudden affection to react in those first moments. He inched closer until you could feel the heat from his skin upon your own and your breath hitched as you thought him about to deliver that tender first kiss.
When his cool feather-soft lips kissed at the very corner of your mouth, it was maddening. Yuno was teasing you, peppering quick kisses to your flesh but never coming close enough for your lips to meet.
He chuckled as you finally snapped.
One hand curling around his neck, fingers sinking into the silky black strands at his nape and forcing him to acknowledge you properly. His lips had warmed from all his sweet teasing and the kiss was firm but loving.
With you, he did not need to compete. There was no desire to prove yourself more worthy than he, you accepted him for who he was. Your presence was a comfort to Yuno and he did not fear to show you the real him, free from expectation and contempt.
“Thank you,” he whispered against your lips, pulling you back before you could question him.
His hands settled gently on your waist as you both sank into the experience. Before long you could not discern where you ended and Yuno began, and you never wanted to be parted from him again.
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Finral
For all the womanising Finral chose to indulge in, when it came to his first kiss, he was cautiously hesitant.
The opportunity had arisen on several occasions, he was a handsome man after all, but he had known that those times had not been his destiny.
You were different, and the spatial mage adored that you were bold enough to tease him in a way no one else ever had. You appreciated him, never took his magic for granted and your tongue was sharp enough to ensure that his Black Bull friends knew not to treat him harshly.
It was more than obvious that Finral liked you, but getting him to act upon those feelings proved harder than you had assumed. You decided to take matters into your own hands.
A finger twisted around a loose strand of his green-tipped hair, enjoying the bob of his Adam’s apple and the flood of red that coursed up the sides of his neck as you asked him so sweetly, “can I kiss you?”
He nodded, not trusting his voice to remain unbroken. Finral watched as a pink tongue peeked from between your lips to wet the plush skin. Eyes the colour of an ocean of violets in bloom memorised every detail as your head tilted and lashes fluttered shut.
Finral tasted sweet like honey, his moistened lips slid in time with your own. Gentle gave way to heat, a smouldering fire rather than a flash of flames. He grew confident as the seconds passed, a hand speared into your hair and held your head as he deepened the kiss.
It had to end, as all good things do, but it hurt to part from his mouth. He looked flushed, hair mussed from your wandering fingers and a sinful darkness crept into his eyes.
“Can we do that again?” he asked on an exalted sigh.
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Magna
Magna was used to fighting for what he most wanted in life and that included you. It wouldn’t be remiss to say that he was one of the most hard-working members of the Black Bulls, and his determination could rival even that of Asta’s.
A willing sparring partner, you pushed him to surpass his limits, just as Captain Yami had taught you. Nothing riled him more than seeing that fighting spirit twinkle in your eyes before launching a barrage of vicious attacks.
Magna’s magic was suited to ranged attacks but he couldn’t help but bring the fight to you, often ending in one of you pining the other until a breathless surrender was made. It was one of these many times that he chose to shoot his shot.
Now you might think that it would have been during one of the occasions that he pinned you, but no, he waited until you were ready to begin your usual gloating routine to strike. Whilst you were straddled over his stomach, feet wrapped around his thigh to prevent kicking and hands holding down his wrists, he closed the distance.
The kiss was a shock; his head lifted from the scorched ground to place the fleetingly hot kiss against your slightly parted lips. He watched through his tinted glasses, carefully judging your expression to see if he had ruined your friendship.
He was not the only one capable of shocking; you let go of his wrists and chose to capture his mouth instead. Busying your fingers in the streak of black hair that fell into his face, the kiss quickly became your new battleground.
Neither of you willing to submit to the other, mouths slanted and teeth nipped as things moved along much quicker than expected. Your tongue traced a path along his swollen lower lip, Magna moaned in his throat and finally panted out.
“I surrender!”
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Liebe
Liebe didn’t think he understood the concept of love. It was difficult given his devil status, Hell was not a place where one would find compassion and softer emotions.
His first taste of the feeling of love was during his brief time with Richita and he missed that period of his life.
He didn’t believe he would feel it again, that was until he met you.
Liebe couldn’t shake the nervous fluttering that erupted in his stomach every time you walked through a door, his voice trembling as he replied to your genuine questions over his welfare.
It took an embarrassing conversation with Asta for the sweet-hearted devil to finally realise that he liked you – a lot. Not as a comrade, nor as a friend but as someone that made him feel whole in a way he hadn’t thought probable.
Of course, you liked Liebe in equal measure. You didn’t care one bit that he was a devil, choosing to weigh his actions and heart over anything else. From the top of his messy snow-white hair to the tip of his pointed tail, he was adorable.
The day you both admitted your feelings, it was a miserable day with everyone choosing to depart the hideout. He watched from the doorway as you read a book, curled into an armchair and looking cosy beneath a blanket.
You beckoned him in and made room for him to share the squishy seat with you. Without asking you started to read the story aloud to him, it was a story where a boy and girl realise after many years that they are in love and when the time came for them to kiss, you lowered the book to find Liebe staring at you intently.
No further words were needed.
He was so gentle as he admitted his feelings with the softest brush of his lips. Hesitancy lined his every move, constantly moving back to peer at your expression and gauge your reaction.
Liebe was terrified of accidentally hurting you with his sharp teeth, so much so that he refused to deepen the kiss despite your want.
Instead, the devil contented himself with peppering every inch of your face – cheeks, nose, brow – with kisses that were as soft as the petals of a dewy flower.
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yayakoishii · 22 days
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Requests are now OPEN!
If you want to check out my writing, here's my masterlist with the fandom specific fic list: Masterlist
I am opening requests for the following characters!
❥ One Piece:
• Vinsmoke Sanji
• Portgas D. Ace
❥ Black Clover:
• Finral Roulacase
• Leopold Vermillion
• Magna Swing
✿ Some things to keep in mind before you request:
• I won't be able to start writing until after 10/04/2024 because I'm currently in the middle of exams. I will be going on break after them so I thought this would be a good time to collect any requests so I can edge myself back into writing during my break ^^
• I have completed till Punk Hazard in One Piece and I'm halfway through the Elf Reincarnation Arc in Black Clover (Ep. 130). Please be careful with spoilers, haha~
• In the requests, anything goes (no dead dove, like pedophilia, incest, etc. though) but please know that I haven't really attempted NSFW. I don't mind writing suggestive or seductive ideas though, I'm just not confident in my ability to write smut well lol. Also, I can write angst but I usually stay away from MCD. However, if your idea is interesting enough, I might end up doing it!
• Even if you do send in an ask, there's no guarantee I'll write it. Sometimes, I feel like I can't do an idea justice or I might not be able to write for some other reason.
• You can be as vague or detailed/specific as you want but try to keep the idea short (I'll write max up to 2-3k words, unless I get really inspired by the idea) and not too long! Shorter ideas will get written faster so I would prefer to have those.
• You can ask specifically for a fem reader or a gender neutral reader, but I'm not confident in writing male reader (gn is still an option, I'll weave the story such that there will be no use of pronouns at all)
• And lastly, I would appreciate it very much if you left kudos, reblogs, comments or even anon asks (if that's how you requested) letting me know what you think! It makes me very happy when I do a request and the requester enjoys it (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠`⁠*⁠)
Ultimately though, if you're unsure about anything, you can always send in an ask with any doubts. I hope to see some fun requests! :)
And even if I don't write your request, know that I appreciate it nonetheless ♡
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lyranova · 2 years
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Hi dear!! <3
Can I request headcanons of Magna and Finral's reaction to their girlfriend giving them flowers?
Thank u! 💜
Hiya Winter! 🥰!! It’s been a while since i’ve seen you, i hope you’re doing well 🥺💕! Of course you can, I hope you enjoy these even though they’re pretty short 😅!
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Finral:
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• Would be a bit surprised when you suddenly handed him a bouquet of flowers.
• Usually he was the one who gave you flowers, especially at the beginning of your relationship.
• But he would take it with a small, nervous, yet really happy smile, and when he asked why you decided to give him flowers you explained it was because he always did so much for others and was rarely recognized for it, so you decided to show him that you do notice and that you appreciate it.
• He would blush instantly and his smile would widen a bit, he knew you and the others appreciated him and all he did without always saying it, and sometimes it bothered him while other times it didn’t, so it did feel a little nice to receive something in return.
• He would set the flowers aside and wrap his arms around you in a warm and gentle hug, he would whisper a soft thank you and would say that he appreciates the flowers, he would then pull away and give you a gentle kiss on the lips.
Magna:
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• Would be a mixture of surprise and confusion when you handed him the bouquet of flowers.
• When he asked what the flowers were for you would explain that there really wasn't a reason, you just saw them at the market and the colors reminded you of him, so you bought them to give to him.
• Magna would inspect the flowers curiously, the colors were similar to his hair color. He would give a small smile, as he thought about it this was one of the few times someone had ever given him a gift.
• He would blush and mutter a small thank you, usually when you did nice things like this for him he would pull you into a hug, but since Luck was in the room and was already teasing him about the flowers he refrained from doing so.
• For the next few weeks Magna would give you a bouquet of flowers, saying the same thing you had told him, and then you did the same thing a few days later, and then Magna sent another bouquet a few days after. It became a war of the bouquets between you two!
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bowandcurtsey · 2 years
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Hil, I wanted to tell you that yours is one of the best blogs I've ever read! Reading the characters through your point of view and in various situations, even the serious and sad ones, made me laugh and move several times, I'm happy to have discovered Tumblr and had been able to meet you Aine, even if not in person. As soon as you have time, I would like to ask you to summon once again the handesome Adrien and his drunk / sleepwalker walk, this time with Magna, Henry and Zora. Thank you!
ahhh bby! thank you for the lovely praises hehe (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) I'm sorry you had to wait so long but I hope it was worth the wait because I'll be tickling all your funny bones again with Adrian hahaha!
You can find Jack's version & Yami, Nozel, Fue, Will's version here
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Characters: Magna, Henry, Zora x F! reader TW: harassment, drunk, vulgarities , unchecked work.
Magna Swing
Magna was awfully silent throughout the night, he tried to not act like he cared, but he kept stealing glances in your direction whenever he could.
His teeth gritted together and his fist clenched tightly, watching you and Adrian play card games and laughing your head off.
Magna wished he could wipe that smirk off that bastard's face right about now. Why the hell was he not leaving yet?
Adrian has been here for more than a week now, he was scheduled to stay for only a week, but some plans got revised, and now he was here longer.
Of course nobody seemed to mind or care, except Magna because Adrian has his eyes set on you. His crush.
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Magna heard some rattling on his door. The thought of having a burglar in the house made him jolt from his bed. He slowly opened his door, only for you to fall into his arms with a little shriek.
It was dark, so Magna pushed you away immediately, thinking you were an intruder and you fell onto the floor with a thud.
"OW!" you whispered harshly, crooking your brows at him.
"Oh my god I'm sorry y/n!" he quickly picked you up, "But what are you doing?!" he shout-whispered back to you.
"Look!" you tugged at his shirt, beckoning him to look into the hallway.
There was Adrian standing in the middle of the hallway, stark naked.
"Motherfu-" Magna was ready to confront the guy, finally finding an excuse to punch him in the face since this morning. Until you tugged at his shirt.
"Wait!!" you held onto him with all your might, "He's just drunk, let's just leave him alone."
You both retreated back into Magna's room and closed the door.
"Can I just crash here with you tonight? I'm kinda scared." You looked at the ground, shuffling your feet.
It was then that Magna realised that he was alone with his crush in his room, in the middle of the night. And his crush just asked if she could sleep in his room. With him. The room temperature suddenly felt warm.
"Er.. W-Whatever.." Magna managed to croak out quickly.
You were just exhausted at this point, having being scared out of your life in the middle of the night. Now, with Magna around, you felt so safe that the sleepiness started to kick in.
"tsk." Magna tucked you into his bed, "I thought you liked that fella y/n.."
"not enough to want to see his dick at 2 in the morning.." your eyes were closed as you started to fall asleep, "besides, I already have someone I like."
Magna felt his heart sink, realising that his crush on you was only one sided as you already had someone in mind. But before he could ask, you already gave him the answer he wished to hear.
"I like you."
Henry Legolant
There wasn't much Henry could do actually. He could only watch from afar with a pout on his face, curled in his bed as another man flirted with his favourite girl.
Everyone else seemed to like him to.. Maybe he would replace him in the bulls?
Henry watched as you and Adrian, together with Vanessa and Yami clinked your beer mugs, drinking one mug after another. Adrian was also sitting closer and closer to you.
Henry felt like his heart was about to break. He felt so silly for having a crush on a girl like you, someone who was clearly way out of his league.
He went to bed early that night.
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*knock knock*
The Soft knocking woke him up, "who is it?"
"Henry..." you voice sounded from behind the door. You sounded afraid and it sent Henry into alert mode. He quickly rushed to open the door.
"y/n? what is it? are you hurt??" he made a swift check on you for any visible wounds.
"I'm ok.. but Adrian is walking around naked in the hallway!" you said softly, "I had no where else to go!"
"What?" he shouted, and you had to shush for him to lower his voice
"He's drunk and sleepwalking!"
Even Henry felt embarrassed for that dude right now. Imagine the mess he would find himself in tomorrow.
"Come in y/n," Henry pulled you into his room, "you can sleep here if you don't mind."
Henry was happy that you were here alone with him, but at the same time, he was slightly disappointed when you said that you had no where else to go, which was why you came to him.
"I would much rather be with you, Henry." your words immediately lifted his spirits.
"I thought you liked him y/n..." Henry pulled the covers over you, ensuring you were tucked in properly.
"No?? I was drinking because Vanessa and Yami were drinking too!"
"Don't drink so much next time y/n... and don't be too close to that guy..."
"I will Henry.." you scooted closer to him, "then should i come over here more often for sleepovers? This feels really nice.."
Henry took the leap of faith and wrapped you in his arms, only for you to snuggle against him like a contented cat.
Zora Ideale
Zora was the kind of monster that could turn off his feelings like a switch. When he saw you and Adrian flirting with each other in the gardens, he rolled his eyes, thinking about finding an opportunity to prank that outsider that was supposed to be here for "training".
Training my foot. Training to flirt with my girl?
Except you were kinda not his girl, not yet. But it was an open secret that you and Zora both had something for each other.
Zora spent the entire day cooped up in his hut, writing, practicing and perfecting new spells.
When he came home, it was already way past midnight.
"y...n...." Adrian's slurring voice could be heard when Zora climbed up the stairs.
He was initially tired but hearing that bastard call for you at this hour made him boil.
"Zora!" you ran into his arms out of nowhere, catching the red head by surprise. He wondered what had happened, was Adrian trying to do something funny to you in the middle of the night?
Many bad thought plagued his mind and he got angrier by the second. That was when Adrian finally appeared from your room, naked.
"fuck." Zora hissed. And before you could stop him, he stomped forward and punched Adrian in the face, drawing blood from his nose. You swore you saw something white fly off from Adrian's mouth as well.
You quickly rushed forward, "Zora! He's sleep walking!"
Zora raised a brow at you, "I know."
Adrian started to groan in pain as he woke up, wondering what in the world had happened.
"And you punched him?!" you stared at the masked man bewilderedly.
"I'll punch anybody that makes you cry." he confessed, "although I'm not complaining that he made you run into my arms."
You blushed as red as a tomato and smacked him lightly on his arm.
"ow... my nose hurts.."
"Your nose hurts?" Zora snarked at the man and stepped on his inner thigh, just inches from his privates, "You could be hurting elsewhere as well, Pervert."
Adrian yelped in pain from Zora's weight, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I just have the habit to sleep naked and I tend to sleepwalk."
"I don't give a fuck what your fucking habits are creep, you harass my girl again I'll punch your balls up your throat."
Adrian was scared out of his wits as he quickly crawled away.
"You ok now?" Zora patted your head, "tch, told you to stay away from that creep."
"Since when did you-" you wanted to protest but stopped yourself, "Zora, Adrian fell on my bed earlier.. so can I-"
Before you could complete your sentence, Zora was already dragging you into his room. He took a quick shower and removed his mask. A sight he only allowed you to see.
You always marvelled at how handsome he was without his mask, wondering why does he cover up his pretty features.
"stop staring and go to bed." he came into the bed with you.
You wrapped your arms around his frame, sleeping in his arms.
"tch. what a troublesome brat." he said but his arms wrapped around your frame tightly, closing any gap left between the both of you.
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izunx · 10 months
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;; masterlist ✧.*
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Masterlist  ✧.*
Tokyo revengers; 
 Mikey {Toman Surprise!} - mikey introduces you to toman. Draken + Chifuyu {Feeding you your allergies} - Chifuyu {Prank wars} - Inui + Chifuyu {What kind of date they’d take you on}  -
Black clover; 
Finral + Magna {S/O with strong magic} - You doubt yourself and they comfort you. Luck {with a depressed s/o} - he finds out.
Haikyuu !!;
Suna {3:37AM} - you’re wasted and he picks you up. Atsumu {2:15PM} - fluff.
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Hey😁
Can you do headcanons about an s/o who's quiet and soft spoken and how the characters try to make them comfortable❣
Character - Jack , Zora and Magna
It's ok if you don't want to do it💝🌸
Hello love~! ^^
Most certainly! Apologies for making you wait this long, but I do hope that you like the results~ <3
Fanfic type: Headcanons Genre: general/hurt-comfort(?) Pairings: Jack x gn!reader, Zora x gn!reader, Magna x gn!reader Total length: ~0.95k Warnings: none
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Jack
Jack is one of those people who can be loud when they want to. Or rather… he can be loud, not necessarily even if he wants to or not, but as he gets enthusiastic about something, his voice becomes loud. Which, more often than not, draws attention to him. Well, that and the fact that he is taller than the vast majority of people, and looks a bit eccentric.
All that combined, it was often a wonder how you two had ended up as a couple. But… people simply supposed that opposites attract.
This was of course without knowing about Jack’s softer side, which he didn’t show often, and not to a lot of people. He can be considerate and understanding, and he isn’t a stranger to hardships, so he can be more sympathetic than most people would expect.
All of this you learned as the relationship progressed and you got to know each other. Little by little, but you did.
He can see that you’re soft spoken, and get uncomfortable easily, so he tries his best to accommodate for you. Though he can’t do anything about his height or scary looks, he can take you to places with less people and try to be as relaxed as possible.
He does also try to tone done his enthusiasm at times, but honestly, his energy is one of the best things about him. And as he discovers that you most certainly don’t mind his energy, he is content in being just who he is with you. That is not to say that he’s not keeping a keen eye on your expressions and the way you act; reading those subtle signs about how you are doing.
He also emphasizes that you can tell him anything. That he’s not upset about anything you tell him, and that he’s there for you. Because he very much is there for you.
Anyone caught giving you the wrong kind of a look, will be faced with furious look.
He just tries to be there for you.
Zora
Zora isn’t the most verbal either, at least not when he doesn’t feel the need. He’s happy to sit in the corner of the room and just observe, if he so feels. So, he doesn’t have an issue with being quiet. And he, more often than not, isn’t uncomfortable with a silence. Which at the beginning was a bit unnerving, since it was somewhat difficult to tell if the silence was comfortable or not.
But eventually, he commented something along the lines of “it’s so nice to be able to enjoy quiet time with you”, as a sidenote. Suppose that he was reading your body language better than expected~
Whenever you’re out together, either on a date or just spending a normal day together, he can’t help but be somewhat of a bodyguard for you. He is very subtle about it, but he just has a need to shield you. Even if there’s nothing in particular from which to shield you. He also knows that you have strength and talent of your own, but it doesn’t mean that he wouldn’t care for you.
He asks your preferences about anything and everything at suitable points in a conversation, and tries to make sure that you’re comfortable around him. It’s about pride too, as in, what kind of a Cool Mask Guy would he be, if the one person he truly cares for wouldn’t be comfortable around him.
He would try to make you laugh too, by playing pranks on people, especially the Bulls. And make you relax in that way.
He also thinks fondly of your soft-spoken nature, while also hoping that you don’t become hardened like he has. Because being kind and soft in a world with so many hardships and evil, isn’t weakness. If he said that being warm and soft was weakness, then he would be saying that his father was weak too. So, if anything, he thinks that there should be more kind, warm, soft-spoken people in the world.
Magna
Magna is, first of all, fiercely protective. He doesn’t hesitate to stand up for you even for the smallest of things, and makes sure that everyone around you knows what a wonderful person you are.
He will put you on a pedestal. After which he realizes that you’re not… necessarily that comfortable on a pedestal, or in the spotlight, so he tones it down a little bit, but still makes sure you know just how wonderful you are.
He would compliment you to no end, and would be so happy about any and all accomplishments of yours; always cheering you on.
And his eyes would sparkle whenever he sees you, even after years, and he’d be wearing the biggest smile on his face. He’s not even aware of these little things, but they’re there.
Sometimes he’d take you out shopping for anything you want to, as well. He’d encourage you to get a nice outfit so that you could feel more confident in yourself, because in his mind you can’t never be too confident about someone as lovely as yourself.
He’d also be constantly checking up on you, because you’re not as expressive as he is, which is why he needs to make sure at times. That is not to say that he’d be uncomfortable with your silence however. If you want to just ‘be’ in the same place as him, he’d be more than happy to abide it. He can admire you in silence too.
This man will admire you with everything he has, and is proud to do so.
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liv4mj · 11 months
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☆ With You.
Magna × fem!reader
[ Inspiration - Happiness is a Butterfly ] (argument)
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“ God damnit, what is wrong with you?!” Michonne’s voice boomed throughout Gabriel's Church, the one place you could truly be alone with the core group. “ Do you even know how dangerous this is for not only you, but for all of us?! You are putting us all in jeopardy!” The tension in the air is so thick you could cut it with a knife. She doesn't know. She just doesn't get it. The urge to snap back at her and continue the cycle of screaming is intense, by a miracle you keep your composure some - what intact and mutter out with a shaky breath, “Michonne, just because you’re so miserable gives you no right to speak on my happiness. What has she even done to this group? Magna has done nothing to us besides keeping her weapons on her and giving you some fucking attitude.”
Your words stung. The silence of the room said all you need to know, nobody said anything for a good minute before Michonne sighs “Look. For all we know, Magna could be a serial killer or just a lunatic in general. You can’t risk yourself like that.” You run your hands through your hair “ If she's a serial killer, then what's the worst that could happen to a girl who’s already hurt? I’m already hurt goddamnit. And if she’s just as bad as you say, then I guess I'm cursed, but looking into her eyes, I think she's already hurt.” You pause, trying to muster up something to say, but you just can’t. You can’t be around the group right now. You need Magna.
Michonne starts to say something, but you cut her off quickly “I appreciate you, Michonne. i really do, but i can not be in here with you right now. I'm done with this conversation.” You dart across the room, grabbing your shit from the table Gabriel leaves his bibles on for study group and just, leave. You don’t look back. You don't wait for a response. You just go. …
The walk to Magna’s was quiet and long. In your head, it felt like the cringey movies you would watch before the outbreak happened. Most of the ten minutes you were walking you were cursing the core group for doubting your skills in judgment, but the rest was just how you needed to feel Magnas arms wrapped around you tight, the smell of cedar coming off of her flannel, the way you can hear the smile in the way she speaks, you needed her. Now more than ever. You didn’t even make it fully to her house before you heard the comforting voice you’ve grown to love, as everyone else has grown to hate. “Whatcha doing out so late, hm?” Her lanky arms sneaking around your waist. You turn around swiftly and make eye contact with the tall ginger in front of you “Magna!” Your eyes grow wide and wrap your arms around her neck. “I missed you.'' You whisper as you bury your face into the crook of her neck. Blocking everything out except the sweet sound of her laughter and the feeling of her hands making her way up your back into your hair.
“You wanna tell me what’s wrong?” You pick up your head from her neck, avoiding eye contact, “Just the core group..” She sighs and pulls away “You seem cold, stay still for me, ‘kay?” She slowly takes off her soft flannel, wrapping it around your shoulders. “Let me take you home, we can talk about this when we get home, yeah?” smiling and nodding at the masterpiece of a woman who has you wrapped around her spindly fingers.
“yeah.. Let's go home.”
☆ NOTE ! This is like kinda a filler because I have something totally big coming up in the next few days / weeks, *cough* a series *cough cough*, so sit tight and I'll get the first few parts out asap! <3
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