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hage-potato-hog · 4 years
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Could you write something with the "gardenia" prompt for Julius? Thank you 💕
Because it wasn’t specified whether NSFW or SFW, I wrote a SFW scenario. I hope you are okay with it if not, my requests are still open! 
Julius Novachrono x g/n reader   |||   Secret love
Between the border of sweet care and aching pain, his hands gripped on the pair of hips in front as he slowed down until completely losing momentum. The man's heated lungs filled-up with an icy coolness of the night, condensed inside, and left the body in a white puff. There was a moment of silence between him and his partner as they savored the blissful feeling from moments ago. Even in their parting, there was no rush. Once the two of them fixed their clothes, but before a single word could be uttered, the man pulled his partner into an embrace. "Julius..." silent whisper melting within the night like the sigh from before. "In a moment. Give me some more time," Julius answered the plea while resting his head gently. "I love you. I can never have enough of your body," his hand slid down from his lover's shoulders, passing the torso and lowering themselves a bit further. "I'm like a butterfly attracted to the wonders of your eyes," his lips fluttered around, leaving kisses around the eyes and on the cheek. One of his hands slid petting the back of his partner's head. "wishing to wake-up each morning surrounded by your aroma." "What else do you like about me?" a desperate voice pleaded. He pulls closer, breathing ticklishly on the inquiry's ear, "Your voice." The second he murmurs it, his hands cup his lover's bottom drawing out a moan. "Julius! You! Forget it. I thought you were being serious..." "All that's between you and me is extremely serious. Though... I felt like lightening the mood. It's hard on you, isn't it?" "I won't deny it's hard when I can only see you in secret. The absurdity of how little time we have as well. Yet, I am happy we can meet at all." "Why are your eyes twinkling? Is that a snuffle I hear as you breathe?" Julius wiped away the escaping tears. "Could you be crying?" "What! No! No way, you pinched me too hard. That's all!" The man laughed, "Should I kiss it so the pain would go away?" "Try, but kiss me on the lips. This pain from our secret love is buried rather deep, do you think you can reach it?"
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Black Clover Click and Drag Game! Please do not repost anywhere.
There are 50 characters total for each. Click and drag each one to see who you get or take a screenshot.
Have fun and let me know what you got!
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hage-potato-hog · 4 years
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Do you have masterlist ??? 🤔🤔🤔
Yes! It’s the pinned post. Here~
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hage-potato-hog · 4 years
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Story Masterlist
Dorothy Unsworth:
x f.reader  871 word long short-story;
Julius Novachrono:
x g/n reader ||| secret love 375 words long scenario;
Mereoleona Vermillion:
x f.reader 3179 words long story made up from 2 separate SFW and NSFW parts;
Nozel Silva:
x g/n reader ||| “I think of you” 429 words long scenario;
William Vangeance:
x f.reader ||| Warming-up to each other 662 words long scenario;
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hage-potato-hog · 4 years
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@jovialnoise, thank you for the tag!!! This is what I needed right now, haha
ancient or modern • bitter or sweet • chocolate or vanilla • coffee or tea • create or destroy • day or night • early bird or night owl • freckles or dimples • gold or silver • greek mythology or egyptian mythology • macarons or eclairs • hot or cold • thunder or lightning • typewritten or handwritten • secret garden or secret library • spicy or mild • dark magic or light magic • ocean or desert • mermaids or sirens • known or unknown • rough or smooth• moon or stars • rain or snow 
Excuse me for the random tags~ @rakkikuroba and @cringeyvanillamilk , please participate if you’d like!
preference tag game!
I was tagged by: @kaminobiwan thank you for the tag love these are so much fun!
directions: bold your preference of each of the following pairs!
ancient or modern • bitter or sweet • chocolate or vanilla • coffee or tea • create or destroy • day or night • early bird or night owl • freckles or dimples • gold or silver • greek mythology or egyptian mythology • macarons or eclairs • hot or cold • thunder or lightning • typewritten or handwritten • secret garden or secret library • spicy or mild • dark magic or light magic • ocean or desert • mermaids or sirens • known or unknown • rough or smooth • moon or stars • rain or snow
no pressure tags!!!: @veuliee2 @poesflygirl @writefightandflightclub @scribbledghost
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hage-potato-hog · 4 years
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Might I ask for a William x female reader scenario for the December prompt, please? I don't mind whether it's sfw or nsfw... whichever is better for you.
Please excuse me for the wait! I hope you enjoy it! 
William Vangeance x f.reader   |||   Warming-up to each other
It was a rainy and dark evening. The sky lighting-up from a scarce lightning bolt and then roaring in following-by thunder made anyone's journey in this wether unpleasant, to say the least. On a hill surrounded by woods stood a mansion, illuminated by a myriad of fancy lanterns. Heavy rainfall hitting the tiles of the roof made the atmosphere feel tenser inside the residence. Today was an important day for the whole clan and William Vangence, the heir waiting for his soon-to-be fiance. Amidst the normal anxiety for this type of situation, they were also worried that the guests would come here pre-irritated as a result of the hard journey.
There was roughly half an hour left before midnight when the guests finally stepped into the spacious hall. Contrary to the host worries, they seemed to be in high spirits. A young woman stood surrounded by her maids and a couple of male servants. She was the one supposed to be the new mistress of the house in the future. Though William couldn't deny her beauty, neither could he distinguish this female from others. Just another woman among women alike. The young heiress's eyes gazed from the staircase to the faces of new people, searching for the man she came all this way to meet. Their eyes met unexpectedly. William's purple eyes burned with commitment, along with the newly-found confidence. The air around him felt repelling. She still warmly smiled at him together with a courteous bow. The formal part was over, and everyone, after a sip of alcohol, felt the mood brighten. Taking advantage of the lively chatter, the white-haired male took his leave. Straight down a sheltered path, he went to his cherished orangery. Gentle yellow candles barely cast enough light to see the passage between the plants and benches situated all around, fresh air filled with a sweet, pungent aroma of the thunderstorm calmed down his nerves. "This is a beautiful place," said a feminine voice responding to William's footsteps. "I hope you can forgive me for excusing myself from the table and trespassing." He took a step back, thinking of how to respond, "No, it's okay, do not worry. Then, I shall leave you to rest." "Please wait, Mr. Vangaence!" The girl came closer to him, her lips in a slight smile, hands gripping the hem of her skirt. "Excuse me for making assumptions, but could it be that you are sacrificing yourself for the benefit of others?" "I'm sorry, I do not believe I follow you," he asked for a clarification, feeling intrigued by this woman. "No need to speak formally with me, please relax." She nodded her head and after clearing her throat continued, "From what I heard, you are a very kind person," "No kind person would sacrifice themselves merely because they are kind. Do not worry yourself," he laughed. "You did not let me finish," "Oh? Please go on then." "My family has information on what actually went through during the elven attack. I cannot stop thinking you might be making amends to everyone by working more, dedicating yourself more, and... forcing the matters of your family as an heir on yourself. Please, tell me the truth, this marriage, you do not want it to go through?" By the time she was done talking, William could see her slightly shaking. Ironically, in this gloaming light, he could see her clearer than underneath the mansion glare. No, she wasn't a woman among other women alike, there might be no one else in this world like her, she was special. He could see it now. "If you don't mind, I would like to take my time getting to know you better. As long as you are okay with me, of course." He now recalled there was nothing hiding his scarred face and instinctively touched it. They came closer together, her hand went to his and gently took it away from his face. "I would love to."
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hage-potato-hog · 4 years
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who are your favorite top ten black clover characters & ships? talk about them!
Ohoho, an ask just for me! I am very flattered, thanks! So, I am an extremely boring person and when it comes to ships, they are mainly the obviously-going-to-happen type which I usually simply acknowledge existing, haha. My list is something like this:
1. Nozel Silva
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Why him? I do not really know. He’s different from my usual anime crushes as well. Nozel’s character kept my mind occupied with all these new ideas he brought out of it during a rather stressful period in my life. I needed this breath of fresh air, haha. Oh oh, when I still played phantom knights, I had all these way stronger characters which I could have replaced Nozel with, but I kept on hanging onto him until he absolutely had to go... Broke my heart.
2.Noelle Silva
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I would like to say that I find her personality irritating from time to time, but she’s still really young and all of that is there for her future character development, so go slay, future queen! I think she rose on my list this high after the double date filler episode. I’m the most excited to see her in the manga/anime.
3.Mereoleona Vermillion
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Do I need to anything more? The only thing I do not like about her is how the anime is making her into a comic relief a bit too much? At first, yes, it was funny, but now it seems like there’s nothing left out of her original character. 
If I were to write bellow this point, all the characters would be chosen rather randomly. I love a lot of them but I couldn’t pick out anyone else. Sorry for the disappointing answer! 
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hage-potato-hog · 4 years
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Dorothy Unsworth x f.reader
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Excuse me for tagging you @rakkikuroba, I was simply snooping around your blog (you must have noticed by the notes, haha) and saw THAT one post. Hey! Remember, you can always requests things on anon from anyone in the fandom! Thank you for the laugh I had while reading your spider post!
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Inside her dreamy world, she languorously lounges, making things appear and disappear like a ruling deity. A blank shape appears with a snap of her petite fingers and right away begins to fade. Inside her magic, that allows to create anything Dorothy can think of, she seldom feels sad. Though there is just as much happiness these fake sceneries can bring her because even a maladaptive person one day frowns, once he understands how fickle is his world. There aren't many moments when she is awake as for the longest years, the most interesting things have been hidden in the world she created, but even they were beginning to bore her. Whenever this woman tried to create a perfect partner, Dorothy would find herself pondering on how they should look like or behave, contemplating each detail delicately enough for her concentration to waver and her magic to vanish. There were some specifics she craved in the special someone's character, although, the more she gave thought to it, the better she could understand that the person she was looking for cannot be made by her, not merely because it wouldn't be real, but because it wouldn't be interesting anymore as she'd know each quirk of their personality in advance. As the sun was still high, blazingly hot, not shrouded by a single cloud to give the life on Earth a deserved shadow, the Coral Peacock captain herself was napping in a cool shade of a giant tree. It was another day for those who worked, the heat meant little when the crops had to be tended to, hence why she was all alone in the field. The great trunk of this sole tree out in the open invitingly attracted a passerby's attention as they began making their way towards the shade. Because of the sheer size of the tree, the two women did not see each other as they rested on the opposite sides. The new guest stretched her arms and legs, closing her eyes to listen to the sounds made by thousands of insects far from her in the tall grass. She smiled. "This seems like a good resting place." The moment this woman spoke, Dorothy could imagine what sort of voice her perfect someone would have, the kind that would put her at ease even in this dreamworld. When the light breeze snatched some of the girl's aroma, the sleeping witch knew exactly what smell would force her to snuggle closer into the perfect someone's neck for more of it. The two sat there feeling refreshed, full of the moment until the girl felt hunger and reached into her bags for one last piece of chocolate she had been saving since the beginning of this journey. The chocolate, though, did not make it. Once she unwrapped the sparkly paper around it, the sweet liquefied dessert began racing down through her fingers. "Mm! This certainly smells delicious!" a voice cheerfully chimed by her ear making the woman jump. "Oh? Did I startle you? Sorry sorry! My bad." The bright-eyed woman awkwardly scratched the back of her head and smiled when her stomach growled. "Would you like some?" The two women gazed at the melted mess that was offered to Dorothy. As if understanding her mistake, the chocolaty girl retracted her hand embarrassed. "Don't mind if I do!" unexpectedly said the witch taking the girl's hand and... giving it a taste. "It sure tastes nice, I wish we could share it," her eyes glittered as she looked through the brim of her hat towards the other woman, waiting for her reaction. "Ah, yes," the girl answered in a daze, long time lost in Dorothy's eyes. Once again, she pulled her palm closer, this time, gently putting her lips to it and finally letting go. With a triumphant grin, she licked her lips. "You seem interesting," violet-haired woman snickered. "Even I couldn't have imagined such a reaction for a cute person like you. Maybe it's worth waking-up sometimes?" "Your eyes," "Huh? My eyes?" "They are bewitching, do you use some sort of eye magic?" the woman inquired seriously. "What? No no, I wouldn't say so. They are a pair of good ol' miscolored orbs, that's all." The pair laughed. Dorothy and her newfound crush sat there as the time went by. Sky turning from deep crimson red to cold blue and then getting darker and darker until only a small lamp was there to illuminate the women. Their fateful meeting went smoothly without any interruptions down to the moment an eight-legged fellow dropped down on the lamp, casting an eerie spider shadow. A shout echoed from one of the women "They claimed the trees, they took over my home, must they also follow me around?!" she pointed at the spider. "Ha? This small spider? Are you bothered by it?" "You would be too if you saw what it did to my house with his crawly friends. They are the reason I am out on this journey." Dorothy snickered. "They are harmless, let them be. Still, if you feel that uncomfortable because of them, I happen to have a perfect place for you, where all dreams come true as well as no spiders reside."
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hage-potato-hog · 4 years
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(1/4) I'd like a matchup~! She/her, 21, pan, I'm considered the 'mom friend' of my group and I've been described as a very bubbly and enthusiastic person! People are usually comfortable around me since I'm easy-going and warm. I'm generally very light-hearted and silly. I'm also pretty good at making people laugh, whether it's on purpose or not. I'm also very expressive! I tend to show my emotions through my face! I also love joking around and so I’ll usually make dad jokes or puns lmao.
(2/4/) I’m also very loyal and considerate! I tend to adjust myself to anybody and their needs! It’s easy for me to change how I behave towards another person if they think what I did was wrong! I’m generally very understanding and attentive! I’d hate to indirectly hurt someone I care about! I can taking constructive criticism pretty well since I own up to my mistakes! I also tend to attract a lot of quiet and shy people because of how welcoming I am! (3/4) Flaws that I have would be that I’m inconsistent, forgetful, too forgiving, secretive, overly critical of myself, and extremely sensitive. I tend to take things personally but I don’t really voice it. I usually rationalize my feelings so I don’t really open up until it’s too late. I’m so fickle when it comes to my crushes that it’s hard for me to take my romantic feelings seriously. Unless they make it obvious that they have an interest in (4/4) I like laughing, joking, drawing, and hanging with close friends! I like people who are attentive, considerate, loyal, and witty. I love listening to people talk passionately about what they love! My love language is ‘acts of service’ apparently. I’m very awkward with physical affection though-! AFDSFA
Hi! You do seem like a person who could get on well with pretty much anyone! From the Black Clover universe though, I ship you with... Julius!
Once the mom of the group, always the mom of the group. It was made clear that Julius tends to slack off and requires to be kept strictly under Marx's watchful eye. What, I bet, is being overlooked in his situation are the simplest needs of this man. A cup of coffee late into the night, a break to eat rather than use it to venture around the black market. While you bring gentle guidance into the relationship, Julius is the one who reminds you to slack off and think more about yourself.
The two of you would make the perfect royal couple, both devoted to their people and loved by all as a result of your easy-going characters. 
This Magic Emperor is full of surprises, you wouldn’t know what new adventures await you as you are getting out of the bed.
Having a person who is blindly invested in you and the things you love can eventually make their praises lose value. Because Julius intends to see you grow as a person, strive in your trade, he points out the mistakes and tries to help you brainstorm on how to fix them.
To Julius, you are like an oasis. He mustn’t show weakness for the sake of the whole country but with you, he can finally smile genuinely,  
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hage-potato-hog · 4 years
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Heyo! I saw your requests were open and was wondering if you could do Yellow pansy SFW with Nozel. Have a lovely night!
Thank you very much for both the request and the nice goodnight. I hope you enjoy!
Nozel Silva x g/n.reader   ||| “I think of you”
As the upcoming battle with Spade drew closer, it became painfully apparent that the day has too few hours in it. At first, most couldn't wrap their heads around the idea of having to battle multiple devils, the kind Zagred was. This sole devil left the capital in ruin, and lives were lost. Even for knights, born for the battlefield, it did not seem real, as a result of it, they spent a rather long period pondering their future. The less time they had left, the harder they worked, putting-off less and less time for themselves or their loved ones. To suffer the greatest loss were the captains along with their close ones.
To begin with, Nozel's high ambitions in life were a problem long before. Back then, though, he would at least come home every other day, while now, he's never seen.
Nozel sat at his chair by the window without moving his pen an unneeded inch when a person, though without the intent to, came inside the office unnoticed.
"Nozel..." the door gently closed.
"What is it?" he then asked, his eyes still glued to the documents in front.
Behind him, past the shimmering silver hair, was a whole world, full of opportunities, but the falling leaves behind the glass indicated an end for something once so beautiful. His significant other knew what becoming a couple with Nozel meant; his duty comes first. Yet, these feelings of uncertainty, no matter how hard one tries, are difficult to reason with.
"Do you still care about us?"
His eyes shot up, struck by the severity this question held. His spacious office began looking bigger than it was while the space between then seemingly increased as the moments went by.
"I..." his eyes quivered slightly, "I think of you. You are in my thoughts whatever I do." Nozel pushed himself back, still on the chair, and with an overworked hand gestured to come closer. Taking his lover's hands, he enveloped them in his own, looking at the pair for a moment with a gentle smile. "Every time I go to a battle, I know that a loss can very well mean no future for you," the man's cheeks glossed over with a tint of pink while he tried to clear his throat. "What I mean to say is, I will do my best with this pile and the next ones so we could spend more time together, but for now, be patient, I want to have a chance to live out our future, the one I keep on thinking about."
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hage-potato-hog · 4 years
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[1/4]Might I have a match? Female, 18 +, heterosexual/heteromantic, looking for someone who is hopefully not too loud or threatening. I can be stubborn and do not deal well with aggressive, loud or violent people well, but I’m also said to be sensible - most times - and ambitious, though not always. Sometimes I can find myself tired and unmotivated even though I want to do so much.
[2/4]As an ambivert, I both enjoy my independence and the chance to make friends smile and spend time amongst people - but more so animals. I am usually quite sensitive both in terms of personality and how I treat others, but in a bad mood I can also be a bit… bitchy… and insensitive. [3/4]I like comedy, drawing and sketching characters, writing stories and poems, flowers, reptiles, mammals, birds, architecture, languages, psychology and zoology and would quite like a career that involves either one or some of those in the future. In terms of looks, with brown-gold hair of medium length and an average figure of average height, I don’t really stand out, except maybe my glasses and my slightly mismatched “fashion” sense - if you could even call it that. [4/4]Also I’m ticklish. Very ticklish. Kind of awkward with touch, but I can get used to being physically close to people… over time. 
Hello hello! I had a couple of possible matches in my head but the one who really fits you is Fuegoleon Vermillion.
Even though he’s a royal, Fuegoleon doesn’t rely on his status as much as other nobles, and neither does he try to show off his superiority which is good for you, who sometimes finds herself down in the dumps. A flamboyant boyfriend in a society that is used to flatter him loud and clear would most likely make you feel unmotivated more often.
His knightly duties take-up most of his attention which leaves you with the valuable me time.
Though this man seems rather dense, he makes efforts to understand you and why you feel the way you do. If it was merely one of the blues, he wouldn’t pester you trying to get a straight answer, if you cannot put it into words now, it’s fine, he will be there for you suggesting ways to get your mood back or would simply allow you to sulk as you two lounge around the house. Feeling like there’s some pent-up energy inside? Perfect time for a light exercise to use that frustration for a good cause!
It’s not only you who is awkward with physical touch. Both of you would need to gradually warm-up to each other. Fuegoleon’s life revolves around his duty, there was no time to mess around with girls and gain the confidence to be casual with them. He knows very well how an unwanted touch, even with good intentions, can make you feel disturbed. He way more values the intellectual connection you two make as he listens to you rant about various life forms and funny quirks you find in languages.
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hage-potato-hog · 4 years
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Black Clover requests are open
My brain is frying, I need a break from learning Norwegian, please send in your requests!
Some guidelines:
Both SFW and NSFW requests are welcome. Though NSFW requests will certainly take a longer time (tagged as tasty);
Max 1 character per request;
If gender is unspecified, I will do my best to write gender neutral;
If you’d like a match-up / a match-up + headcanons or scenario based on what you wrote about yourself/your character, please go ahead and request!
Some random prompts:
Flower language prompts
12 Months Of The Year prompts
Marks prompts
Story Masterlist
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hage-potato-hog · 4 years
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Marks prompts
(Specify whether NSFW or SFW when requesting!) If you are having a hard time coming-up with a requests, here are some random prompts, send me the number:
“I marked the trail for you in case you took your sweet time finding me again”;
“Would you like me to mark you?”;
“If I were to mark down all that I love about you...”;
“If I were to mark down all that I hate about you...”;
“I may have marked the wrong item”;
“Could you mark one special date on the calendar?”;
“What would your parents say if they saw this mark on you”;
“Did you see my marker?”;
“Were you the one who left that mark on the mirror?”;
“Once I am done, even Mar[x] won’t be able to dig anything out of your brain”;
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hage-potato-hog · 4 years
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12 Months Of The Year prompts
(Specify whether NSFW or SFW when requesting!) If you are having a hard time coming-up with a requests, here are some random prompts: 
January - healing;
February - masks;
March - pleasant sounds;
April - fooling around;
May - overcoming difficulties;
June - meeting in modern times;
July - sharing secrets;
August - a goodbye;
September - baby troubles;
October - a slight overdose;
November - enjoying the scenary;
December - warming-up to each other;
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Flower language prompts
(Specify whether NSFW or SFW when requesting!) If you are having a hard time coming-up with a requests, here are some random prompts:
Wild rose - pleasure and pain;
Iris - I send a message;
Yellow pansy - I think of you;
Poppy - I am not free;
Red fuchsia - I like your taste;
Yellow chrysanthemum -  neglected love;
Gardenia - secret love;
Cornflower - be gentle with me;
Anemone - sickness;
Red salvia - Forever mine;
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Mereoleona Vermillion x f.reader (with some NSFW)
@vermillionflames (insert a ton of needless information on why I suck) If you get bored of reading the non nsfw part, scroll down to the highlighted zone , lower it is the a bit more mature content. As I have mentioned before, sorry, Becca! Also, it’s like 3 a.m for me now, I haven’t edited a single thing, I am not even sure it’s written in English, lol. Goodnight! __________________
"I am afraid!" 
"There is nothing to be afraid of, you are a proud lion, aren't you?"
Mereoleona looked down at a young man laying his head on her lap, a profound puddle of red liquid seeping into her clothes. Another handful of blood and he won't be able to recover. For most of her life, the proud lioness lived alone, had to fend for her life in the wilderness where only the fittest survive and back when she still lived in the capital, her family, friends, other royal knights, all of them seemed at least decent enough not to get killed in a battle. Today though, she was facing a different type of reality. For the first time, she felt lonely and desperate amidst the cruelty of this world. 
"You shall not die," a low growl vibrated in her throat. "MEDICS, WHERE THE HELL ARE THEY?!" 
Her shouts were wasted. A couple of Crimson Lion knights standing beside her had neither healing powers nor the mental capacity to comprehend that their teammate is surely dying right in front of them. 
There was nothing anyone could do. Only wait. Observe the skin turning paler until they cannot make out another plea of help through the blood spilling into lungs, throat... Reality hurts. 
"I am useless," whispered the ginger female slightly shaking. 
A droplet fell. Then another one and another. Suddenly, the scene was engulfed in a rainy mist. And so, the tragic end came. 
Interposed in the thunder, puddles began echoing. The next instance Mereoleona was pushed to the side with a "move it" said in a calm demeanor. A young woman looked the bleeding man up and down and after a brief evaluation began moving her hands through the injuries. Several strands of unruly hair fell onto her focused eyes, sticking to long black eyelashes. 
"I am sorry to be asking this of you," she began without unnecessarily moving a muscle. "could you please wipe the hair out of my eyes? It feels irritating, but I cannot move." 
Mereoleona reached out her hand. A bloody trace of two fingers was left on the woman's forehead, but she simply smiled and thanked.
Usually, when every second counts and minutes can determine whether a person lives or dies, the time passes slowly. This time though everything was over in a wink. Triumphantly, the mysterious lady leaned back. Her face gentle and smiling. The man won't die.
Dense rainfall wouldn't stop, seemingly unable to read the lightened mood, it kept on falling to mourn a loss. 
"TAKE HIM AND HURRY," the substitute captain roared gaining her sanity back. The party came upon an abandoned shack in the middle of the fields and decided to take shelter there, the woman from before still tagging along. 
A nicely burning fire and a roof above their heads, they have decided to stay here for the night. Having finished the roasted boar Mere caught for dinner, they now where sound asleep. Still feeling restless, the ginger-haired woman decided to go out and take a breath outside on the porch, her, now clean, hands reached out towards the everlasting stream of sky water. She could still see blood on her skin, feel how sticky and different this blood was from that of her foes. 
"Some things are inevitable," a voice said from behind her. Wrapped in a blanket sat the woman from before. She felt uneasy to stay in the same room with unfamiliar men and chose to come out onto the porch. "Even if you do everything in your power, there comes a time when it's not enough," she came closer and put the blanket over the taller female which earned her an eyebrow raise. Voice as soft as a prayer for the peace in the world whispered "sometimes... you just have to see them off with a smile." 
"I reject this kind of logic." 
"Eh? Miracles do not happen!" the girl protested. 
"You say that as you popped out like one yourself. Although yes, I agree with you, miracles do not happen, but you can prevent mistakes from happening." 
"Eventually you will break. The future is set in stone." 
The ginger-haired woman turned around with a huge grin, "I will break the stone it is set in," she bolstered flaring up her mana making the blanket burn off in cinders. 
Her companion simply stood there admiring the ashes fly off. The one in front of her was certainly not your everyday person, something was captivating about her, to the point you get intrigued to see them in any state of mind. "I want to be there," she said.
"Hm? You want to be where?" 
"When you lose the battle against fate or... when you run to set the heavens ablaze, I wish to be there and see you, you are fascinating!"
Mereoleona blinked for a moment but the very next second got back her confidence retorting, "If you want to be there, then you must reach my level first." 
"Mmm. I will, do not worry. As a fact, I am traveling to the capital right now," she took out her grimoire and proudly tossed it up a few times into the air. 
"Oho? What for?" Mere felt a sadistic intent rise deep within. 
"I plan to join the magic knights. You people are magic knights, right? You must have heard of the Crimson Lion King, the squad led by the famous Vermillion family? Aaah, I have been admiring them for so long and I finally get the chance to see them." 
"What's so good about them?" 
"How can you be a mage and not understand it?! They don't base their judgment on your status or your wealth even the current level you are on isn't as much of a factor as the potential and your determination. And the new captain, Mereoleona Vermillion, I have heard so many fantastic stories about her, though everyone is saying she is terrifying. I wish to feel what it is like to be under her guidance one day." 
As the girl kept on ranting about the idolized female sorcerer, her partner couldn't contain her laughter anymore. What an interesting creature she found along the path. One moment she is consoling her, acting superior, next she's ranting about her beloved Mereoleona without knowing who she is talking to in the first place.
"Ah, I like you, girl!" she looked back thrilled. 
"I am very pleased to have met you too... Um... did we exchange names?" 
"Mereoleona Vermillion. Welcome to the squad, from today on, you are a member of the Crimson Lion King and soon enough you will feel the pleasure of burning under my guidance!"
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"Hm, it seems we have five days off starting tomorrow," a female chimed walking down the street. 
"Perfect for some vigorous training," another one responded to her. 
The first woman stopped and looked back with dead-bored eyes, then gazed away and kept on walking without saying a word. The atmosphere turned cold instantly followed by silence stinging painfully. 
It has been over 2 years since the fateful day when Mereoleona met a strange yet charismatic woman out on a mission. 2 long years filled with hard work to prove herself and years of Mere's admiration growing until it finally blossomed in love. They now were dating, but even though their love vows have been said after getting to know each other in and out, incidents like this still kept on occurring between them. Someone as bright as the ginger-haired female's lover doesn't go silent unless they are genuinely hurt. For Mereoleona, other people's feelings were a mystery. Even though normally she wouldn't feel even the slightest bit bothered, when it comes to her most important person, she couldn't stand seeing the smile vanish from her face. 
"Ahaha, yea, you are right, I still have a long way to go," the girl laughed and turned around to face her lover with a huge grin. Which was fake. 
"Tell me straight... I am not as good as you with humans and their emotions," this time, Mereoleona's voice indicated pain. 
"Ah, I did not mean that, I am sorry," with a quick motion she stepped in front of Mere and took her hand lifting it to her lips, gently planting a kiss and then putting it against her own cheek. "I want to spend more time with you," she smiled with an honest sparkle in her eyes. "I was thinking that the two of us could run somewhere, anywhere really, as long as it is you and me." 
Both of them stood there blushing. The hand pressed against the woman's cheek turned around holding her face still. Then, two lips met in a soft kiss that seemed to be too sweet for the girl to handle. Right before her knees could give out, they parted. 
"Leave it to me," the eldest Vermillion said leaving her girlfriend still in shock. 
It did not take long for them to reach the approximate location of their 5 days long logging, but before getting the privilege to rest in a warm bed embracing each other, they had to go through a forest that even thieves pass in a circle. By the time their hands landed on the doorknob of a hut in the middle of a plain, surrounded by thick bushes, it was already a dark orange evening with sun way bellow the horizon. Tired, dirty, and sweaty the woman overlooked the energetic one with jealousy. 
"A challange, how else," she chuckled to herself dropping the bags down.
"Are you disappointed?" Mereoleona studied the girl's face. 
"No. It wouldn't be you if these things weren't included and I couldn't love you any other way. Though, I must insist that from now on, no more special-monster-challange-deluxes, okay, love?" her voice took up a threatening note. 
"Yes, I know. Don't worry. From now on, there's only rest. Do you want to go take a dip in the the hot stream?" 
"There is one?" the woman asked turning around excited. 
"Of course, did you expect we will be enjoying a freezing lake?" 
"... I mean, even a freezing lake can turn into a volcano with you..." she said recalling various instances.
Mereoleona yanked a towel off a wooden rack by the door and turned back to her girlfriend "I will be going first, don't stay here too long. Do not forget, I will be waiting." Her step did not lack the usual confidence nor seemed tired even the tiniest bit. Far from it. She seemed to be standing straighter with her shoulders and neck tense as if a beast ready to jump its prey.
It certainly was warm inside the cabin but the temperature magically rose higher as Mereoleona closed the doors as she walked through. The young woman, now left alone, began touching her blazing cheeks, then fanning at them. In her mind, the moment she walked out the door, any layer hiding her bruised skin will be ripped off and even more skin will be broken from Mereoleona's overbearing kisses. Even as she was thinking that, her hands dug deeper into the bags searching for the negligee she bought exclusively for this occasion. Various garter belts flew on the bed with dark, white and burgundy laced panties, some nightgowns, meant to be used during summer and as such more revealing, scattered all around the floor, yet, nothing seemed good enough until her attention was caught by the second white towel hanging on the wall. Sometimes, the simpler way is the right way, she thought snatching it with more force than her beloved minutes ago.
"Hey! Don't tell me you cannot move anymore! Should I make you?” a roar resounded from the outdoor bath.
Flustered and in a hurry, she threw off the clothes, wrapping the piece of cloth around her. This sweet type of anxiety made the woman's hand tremble as it pushed the door open. 
The nightly breeze swiped past the heated body standing in the doorway cooling it down a mere bit. Mereoleona was in the water, facing towards the door, but her eyes wandered through the shape and texture of a sake bottle which she held high towards the sky. There was no way she did not hear the door opening, nevertheless, the melancholic sight of her did not change into the usual rowdy one.
Taking a shy step forward, the other female looked around admiring the untouched nature while breathing the aroma of the vespertine flora surrounding them deep into her lungs. “How gorgeous,” a whisper passed her lips making the ginger set the bottle aside and look back. They both were looking directly into each other's eyes.
“Are you going to join me?” an extended hand offered a cup to the girl on the shore. 
As if on a cue, the moment the towel dropped down to the floor, Mereoleona turned her attention to the side gulping down her own cup.
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They sat shoulder to shoulder in water, facing the crescent moon, enjoying each other and the sake. Or so it seemed. Previous teases from the lioness made her partner assume that they will be embracing one another immediately after their bodies came close enough. Unlike her, the ginger was leisurely sipping on sake, talking about things that entirely passed past her ears even if all the concentration was solely on her. The way her lips move, how they touch together, and then part again giving a glimpse of the tongue which should be on her. Her eyes ran through the peaceful silhouette of her lover, going down her collarbone with water droplets racing to the plump chest which seemed as soft as ever, then to the side, muscular arms resting on top of the rocks, long slender fingers tapping on them. She could almost feel them provoking a moan out of her lips as they play with her nipples indulging the idea of seeing her squirm underneath. Mereoleona must have had no clue what was going in her girlfriend's mind. As she has mentioned before, she's bad with human emotions and sometimes, even the great lioness needs to be shown the way.
First a single digit, then a whole palm touched to Mereoleona's cheek and gently cupped it capturing her attention. Just as slowly, keeping her eyes low, she moved onto her Mereoleona's lap and impatiently clung to her neck locking their gazes again.
“Is something the matter?” the ginger's voice void of any distinct emotions questioned. 
“Mere...” 
A puff of air, hotter than the steam from the hot spring flied out into the air. One of the woman's hands clung to Mereoleona's shoulder when the other was pulling towards her by the neck, then relaxing and letting her slide back down the lioness's legs in a motion which made her tingle with further excitement.
“Could it be that you are having certain cravings right now?” 
“Mhm,” was all the girl was able to mutter.
Mereoleona cast her eyes downwards. The clear water allowed her to see the repetitive motion which has not ceased on her lap. Going up, the curves of the younger woman's torso swayed hypnotically, asking to be held. Prominent breasts kept on making contact with hers, both pairs so earnestly excited. Finally, eyes brimming in lust, hunger, passion and most importantly – love. She moved her hand to the girl's lips, traced them gently, “I don't think you want me hard enough,” her eyes creased as she smiled uncovering her white canines. “Prove that you want me, tell me what I could do to stop this growing frustration in you.”
“Your hands... Mere, you know...”
“Show me, what you want them to do, my damsel in distress,” her eyes shimmered and the woman took Mereoleona's hands and slowly made them travel up her tights towards her bottom. “Huh, that's all?”
“Squeeze it.”
Doing as she was told, she squeezed it but seizing the opportunity, also pulled her even closer. The woman's chest and neck were in her reach. “Should I kiss you on the neck?” she chuckled nuzzling her nose closer.
“Bite it.” 
“Ha, usually you are annoyed saying I bite too much. But if it pleases you...”
She gripped at the curves she was admiring before as she lovingly left bite marks on her neck and areas around, coming back to leave a more serious mark on each. Every time her lips made contact with the heated skin, she'd peek at the girl gripping her shoulder and now somehow her hair as well. “What if I did this?” her fingers slid across the most sensitive area which was surely wet from more than the water and taking their time, kept a steady pace stroking it. 
“Did I prove it to you?” the woman asked catching her breath.
“I am merely giving you a small free-by, you will have to work more to prove yourself.” Mereoleona took back her fingers and licked them. “I can barely taste you, everything washes off. We should go to bed. You walk first.”
Mereoleona sat back waiting, letting the girl rise from her lap quivering. Walking, she stopped to look back only to see two blue irises appraising her backside. When she made it past the door and stood in front of the bed, she could feel the other female behind her leaning forward though eagerly waiting. Mereoleona's hand caught her chin forcing it to the side just a bit more. Their lips joined for a rough kiss which was more becoming for the lioness than the gentle teases out in the pool. One of her hands slid to the front and once again began working its way around the woman's sensitive lower abdomen. Hungrily she pushed her forwards making the two of them topple onto the bed. She inserted one of her fingers inside the woman making her arch her back, pushing her ass up. There was a great deal of frustration involved making this experience more ecstatic than usual. And when she began feeling her premature orgasm coming by shouting Mereoleona's name into the duvet beneath her, the woman took her fingers out. Both of them were panting heavily.
“Didn't we come here so I could taste you properly?” she said grabbing one of the garter belts that flew on the bed earlier. Mereoleona helped her lie on her back after tying her wrists together. “A good knight always sticks to their word,” she smiled again lowering her face to her lover's dripping sweetness. Like a feline, she licked gently, tasting it at first, then again, and again, until her lips were sucking and tugging as her hands held tightly on the woman's hips constantly pulling her sensitively bolting body back.
The cabin drowned in screams of pleasure not even stopping once she orgasmed. Satisfied, Mereoleona pulled back, coming next to her girlfriend and untying her bound arms. The woman had some tears rolling down, “Was it too much?” the lioness asked with a hint of unrest.
“No, you were amazing.” She pulled Mereoleona closer. They kissed not rushing anywhere. Parting, coming back just like the wind passing nocturnal meadows; gently and in waves. “I never knew you were such a great actor,” the two of them laughed.
“It certainly was hard not eating you out then and there. Still... You certainly seem ready for this trip,” she picked a pair of thongs from the pillow. “I would like to see a little show now, would you mind?” Mereoleona extended the garter from before along with the panties. “I am still as hungry as I was moments ago."
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