#Lucius zogratis x reader

[taelqn]

LUCIUS AND JULIUS CRUSHING ON THE SAME PERSON.

SFW + GN READER + HEADCANONS + SPOILERS ⚠️

♡ Very interesting duo we have here... Two is always better than one, anyway!

♡ First things first, Julius is not content with even the thought of Lucius crushing on you. He’s bothered by that fact, and he would prefer it if you stayed away from Lucius and stuck with him instead. It’s not even out of jealousy; it’s out of concern for your safety. It’s Lucius Zogratis, after all.

♡ Lucius, for his part, finds the situation rather amusing. When it comes to winning you over, Lucius has an unwavering faith in his ability to win your heart and sweep you off your feet before any other man can. In short, Lucius isn’t taking the situation too seriously, for he knows that he can and will have you.

♡ Not that Julius lacks confidence; rather, what I'm trying to convey is that, despite his confidence to win your love, he carries an immense amount of worry for you. Because Julius is the one who knows Lucius best, he fears that Lucius is merely using you.

♡ The situation is complicated, and it’s unlikely that it won’t be any better for you either. Sure, you have two powerful men trying to be yours, one might even say you’re suffering from success.

♡ But you can’t love two people at once, can you?

♡ Unless you can 👀

♡ But anyway, enough with all the complexities of this situation—let’s move onto the benefits of earning these men’s hearts!

♡ Julius and Lucius would literally have to alternate because they are two souls sharing a single body. But I don't think Lucius is a fair player. Since he is the dominant soul, he has the authority to determine whether or not to allow Julius to regain control.

♡ What I’m trying to say here is that if Julius or Lucius wish to spend time with you, they literally have to fight over who gets control of the body. In most cases, it's Lucius who ends up taking over, since he’s the dominant soul and all.

♡ Either way, no matter who’s in control of the body, I'm positive they’ll provide you with a beautiful experience. 

♡ You can anticipate being taken to locations with stunning scenery that are moderately populated if Julius has possession of the body. He will lead you to gorgeous flower-filled gardens, select a flower for you while you're preoccupied and not paying attention, and then surprise you.

♡ Julius won't limit himself to gardens, of course. He'll turn to other naturally beautiful places, frequently taking you to spots where you may feel the sun on your face, feel the wind tousling your hair, and hear birds singing as you and Julius stroll through verdant meadows.

♡ Furthermore, Julius will change his appearance so that no one can identify him, so you shouldn't worry about someone ruining your moment with the Wizard King. In other words, before Lucius takes back control of the body, Julius makes sure to treasure every minute he spends with you.

♡ You will also be taken to beautiful locations by Lucius when he is possessing the body. Lucius will take you to places where you feel as though you are up near the stars, where the soft light of the moon falls on your face, and where you and he can be alone with no one else.

♡ If you have a fear of heights, prepare to face your fears. Of course, he won’t go too crazy with choosing the locations once he finds out about your fear of heights. However, you should still prepare. The man can literally fly, and he wants you to show you what it feels like to roam around the night skies freely.

♡ Lucius, to put it briefly, likes isolated, nighttime locations. One of his favorite tricks is to subtly caress your arm, waist, or neck a few times, just enough to get you flustered.

♡ To sum up, the two men's drive to win your heart will never waver, even if one soul is more dominating than the other. You can decide who you love and whether to quit this game.

I feel like I went off track with this one, oops sorry. Let me know if this even made sense at all I feel like I struggled to explain some stuff here 🫠

[simpingforthisonedeer]

𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧’𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬

— Lucius x fem!reader NSFW

summary: You and your lover just can’t keep your hands off of one another.

Lucius had his arm wrapped around you as you two spent some quiet time together on the couch. You barely focused on the book in your hand, lost in thought. Lucius had his lips pressed against your hair, also thinking.

Then his lips moved. Just a small little kiss against your hair, then lower near the shell of your ear, then against the pulse of your neck. You pliantly let his hands and lips run across your body. Words didn’t need to be said between you two. You had an understanding.

You swung your legs around, straddling his hips, hands wrapped around his neck as you threw his scarf aside. Lucius smirked up at you like he always did. You were always on top ever since he lost his ability to move his legs but he still held so much control over you. A simple lick and a swipe of his fingers and you were a puddle.

You bit the curve of his neck as you ground down on him, reveling in the low hum he let out.

“What were you thinking about so intently, dear?” He asked as if he was talking about the weather. You entertained him as his cold hands snaked up your shirt, cupping your breasts as you sighed.

“Nothing in particular. Though, I was getting cold so you gave me a convenient excuse to warm up.”

Lucius threaded his hands through your hair and pulled you up for a kiss, and smiled.

“Did I now?” 

You gently rode his erection back and forth and one hand explored the curve of your spine appreciatively. He stroked your nipple with his other hand and you gasped when he pinched and pulled.

“That hurts,” you whispered.

“Good.” Lucius pushed your shirt up “Because then I can do this,” and soothingly licked it with the flat of his tongue. His hands rested on your hips, urging you to continue moving back and forth against his straining erection. It was all so slow and soft, but you wanted him to be a bit rougher with you. That meant you had to rile him up, which was nigh impossible. But you had a few tricks up your sleeve.

You slid off the sofa you two were sitting in and dropped to your knees and sat back on your heels. A fire lit up in his eyes as he watched you lay your hands on his knees. You licked your lips as you spread his legs and ran your hands up his thighs, staring at the delicious bulge in the middle.

You dropped your jaw, your tongue lazing out and shoved your mouth against Lucius’s caged cock. You stared up at him with big eyes, causing his to widen in pleasant surprise.

He gripped your hair roughly and pulled you back.

Lucius gently swiped his thumb across your bottom lip in appreciation, smiling. You teasingly darted your tongue out and licked it, and he shoved his finger further in, making you suck it before he pulled it out.

You stared at his hands when they moved to rest on his lap, your mind buzzing with dirty scenarios that left even you blushing.

“You like my hands that much?” He asked lowly.

You took them in yours as you nodded and pressed his palm against your cheek with a sigh. They were so soft, like a noble man’s who had never even done a days worth of labor. They were soft and smelled like lotion he would rub into your skin, like the lotion that dripped onto his cock as he ran his fingers over his swollen tip, making you watch him please himself.

“Go bring the standing mirror and set it in front of me.”

You twitched as if electrified, broken out of your fantasies.

“A mirror?”

He crossed his legs, and leaned on the armrest with a smirk, deliberately denying you access.

“Yes,” his voice oozed like honey. “How else are you going to see my hands when they are on your body?”

You nearly ran out of the room, stumbling to go get the mirror. Lucius’s laugh echoed behind you.

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Bringing the mirror was a good and bad idea at the same time. Because you were drunk out of your mind on lust, your lidded eyes staring at the way Lucius’s fingers plunged in and out of your pussy so easily. He watched your reactions, every twitch of your limbs, the way your slick breasts heaved, your nipples pert due to the cold air.

You loved the way his fingers were curving into you, all the way to the hilt, working those swollen walls exactly the way you liked it. He brushed against your sweet spot reveling in the way you whined, begging him to let you come. You cried so sweetly, covering his hand with yours and adding two of your own fingers into your pussy.

“So eager to come? You have to ask permission, love.”

You had no problem asking.

“Lucius, please, right there! Please, please, please!”

He hooked his finger up and rubbed hard on the sweet spot you were begging for. His lips kissed your cheek.

"Look in the mirror, love."

The sight was obscene but you loved it so much.

"I'm coming, I'm coming! Ah!" Your head fell back against his shoulder as you arched off of him, the orgasm rushing through you in waves. Lucius moved his fingers slowly as you were coming down and stopped when you hissed.

He turned you sideways on his lap and let you rest on him. He licked his fingers clean as you watched with half-lidded eyes.

"Thank you," you whispered.

He just smiled and hugged you tighter.

[one-leaf-grimoire]

DYAD update

I have decided to make an official sequel to my fanifc "DYAD." I don't know what it will be called yet, but it will pick up at the beginning of the Spade Rescue Arc, and then continue through the year-or-so timeskip and into the Final Arc. As you can imagine, this will cover the MC/"Lisa"'s struggles and feelings after Lucius appears and begins to prepare for his final plan. It WILL be reader insert, but will be heavily inspired by the Lisa x Lucius lore I've been cooking for the past year. While most of it will be from the Reader's POV, there will be quite a bit written from Lucius's POV as well.

I plan to post the Ao3 links here when I get around to publishing it! When I catch up with the manga, the updates will slow but will continue until the story is over and I am able to end the fic at the same time as the manga.

I hope you will all look forward to it ~

[sukustar]

While I was sleeping I had a scenario by Lucius Zogratis to ask a writer I SWEAR THE SCENARIO WAS VERY GOOD BUT I FORGOT

😭

[theautisticfroglord]

it surprises me how I haven't seen anyone talk about how Marx went up to conrad trying to protect julius, he was so brave for that <3

also how did people think he was working with Lucius do yall see how loyal he is to julius????

[herwritingartcowboy]

Do you write for Lucius Zogratis?

Yes, I also write for:

Asta

Yuno Grinberryall

Luck Voltia

William Vangeance

Patri

Nacht Faust

Nozel Silva

Fuegoleon Vermillion

Leopoldo Vermilion

Kirsch Vermillion

Rill Boismortier

Julius Novachrono

Zenon Zorgratis

Liebe

Adramelach

Lucifero

Megicula

Vanica Zorgratis

Noelle Silva

Mimosa Vermillion

Vanessa Enoteca

Dorothy Unsworth

[blookiel]

Julius Novachrono as the Grey Deer Vice-captain Pt 2 with Y/N 😍

HEADCANONS -SFW 

Based on a story im writing for Julius x y/n 

Julius and y/n get along very well. They respect each other and are friendly

Y/n gets nervous and exited when Julius and her go to missions together. She may have a crush on him

Julius invites her to lunch once in a while and they have so much fun. No matter how many times she’s insisted, Julius wont let her pay the food he is just a gentleman

Jien has noticed that Julius doesnt act childish around Y/n so he assumed is because he likes her?

How they met? (Sneak Peak of my story 😈) One day Jien (the guy in the picture) had invited Julius for dinner at a restaurant on the common realm. Julius happily accepted. Long story short, Y/n, a shy and kind commoner girl happened to work there. She and her other friend were tasked to attend the magic kinghts. She quickly took their order. 

That night  Y/n kept thinking about the blonde hair man. She thought why would a magic knight eat commoners food?! Not only that but she also found him attractive. 

Days turned into weeks, and Y/n had nearly forgotten about the blonde man and her attraction for the stranger. One night, after the restaurant had closed, her friend Alice, a noblewoman who was also a Grey Deer Knight, visited her. Alice was overjoyed and shouted in excitement, "Y/N, you won't believe what I have to tell you!" As Y/n calmed her down, Alice shared the good news.. 

To be continued.. 

Note: Currently working on the next scene in which she actually meets Julius. Will publish the story on Wattpad and here asap

Like and Follow so you don’t miss out. I will also publish anime styled fanart I made of Julius x Y/n with slight NSFW 👀 

[taelqn]

HIS RETURN

WARNINGS: GENDER NOT SPECIFIED + NOT PROOFREAD

SUMMARY: A sequel to the mini-story, but in which you deny his request to be part of his new era.

NOTE: Absolutely hated the way this one came out but it is what it is 😬

His intense stare now made you feel like you were melting, and not in the pleasant way it did just minutes earlier. Those piercing eyes of his held you captive, leaving you paralyzed and uncertain. You realized your mistake the moment the word "no" slipped from your lips, but there was no turning back. Despite the fear gripping you, you couldn't bring yourself to be a part of this new era he envisioned.

But knowing him, he probably didn’t care about your answer—did he?

“I don’t want to be a part—or even slightly involved in this sickening plan of yours...” you say hesitantly, a bead of sweat trickling down your face.

Suddenly, he raises his hand, about to press a finger to your forehead. You gasp, your eyes widening as you instinctively step back, only to trip over something and fall onto your back. Looking up at him in fear, panic floods your features, and your body trembles uncontrollably. Meanwhile, he maintains that smug smile, seemingly amused by your fall and the palpable terror in your eyes and movements.

“Lucius, what are you going to do?!” you say with worry, panic, and confusion all together.

“Oh? Have you already forgotten? I just told you minutes ago, dearest,” he says with a deep chuckle. “Perhaps all those years without me have really diminished your memories.” His tone was filled with smugness and amusement—you hated it.

“You know what I’m talking about—don’t mess with me like this!”

He smiles.

“You know I’m not talking about your plan—I’m talking about me! Whatever do you plan to do to me?!” 

The question felt foolish even before it left your lips. Deep down, you already knew what fate he had in store for you. Yet there remained a glimmer of hope, a desperate plea for mercy, as you sought confirmation. You clung to that fragile thread of optimism, yearning for a reprieve from the impending doom. But even as you asked, a part of you recognized the futility of your inquiry, knowing that the answer would only plunge you further into despair.

His demeanor shifted, his gaze piercing and intense.

“I think you and I know.”

A few seconds stretch into eternity as you both lock eyes, delving into the depths of each other's souls. His gaze reveals darkness, an intensity that sends a chill down your spine—an unmistakable warning to flee, though fear roots you in place. His soul seems dangerous—a force to be reckoned with. In contrast, he sees potential in your soul, a blank canvas waiting for his touch—a chance to showcase your "true" form.

Before you can react, a pair of hands seize your shoulders with a firm grip, freezing you in place. A startled shriek escapes your lips as you whirl around to confront the assailant, only to come face to face with one of his clones, a mocking smirk playing across its features. Dread washes over you as the realization dawns that Lucius is about to execute his plan, leaving you paralyzed with uncertainty about what horrors lie ahead.

"Hey—let go! Lucius!—“ Your voice rises, the desperation and fear palpable as you struggle against the clone's hold. The increasing volume betrays your escalating panic, sending a clear signal to Lucius and his clone that you're teetering on the edge of terror.

Lucius's smile widens, a sinister yet strangely reassuring expression dancing across his lips. He lowers himself to your level, his proximity enough to send shivers down your spine, knowing full well the power he holds with his Soul Magic. He presses a finger to his lips, urging you to silence—but not with severity, instead, his gesture carries a gentle reassurance. Perhaps you might have recognized that he was attempting to assuage your fears, had panic not clouded your senses.

“Shhh... You and I are destined for greatness, my dear. This is just the beginning.” The weight of his declaration threatens to overwhelm you, and you feel tears welling up, poised to spill at any moment.

He gently grabs the sides of your face and leans in much closer, the proximity making it feel like mere seconds before a kiss might happen. His smile and eyes radiate an immense level of amusement and smugness.

“My love, do not let fear cloud your vision. You are the key to our future, and I promise you, the power we will wield together will be unmatched.”

“Lucius, please, let go,” you whisper, your voice trembling slightly.

His demeanor shifts to a more serious tone, yet the hint of smugness still lingers in his expression. His hands, still cradling the sides of your face, tighten ever so slightly, not enough to cause pain but sufficient to make your eyes widen further in apprehension.

Trapped between Lucius's firm grip on your face and the clone's hands holding your shoulders in place, you find yourself completely immobilized, unable to squirm or break free.

“Allow me show you the true power that lies within you, my love.”

He winks.

You realize—this is the end.

Lucius intended to mold you into another one of his obedient paladins, and you were powerless to stop him. It felt like the culmination of everything—your life, your essence, your very being—now under his control. The crushing weight of defeat settles upon you, a bitter acknowledgment that your fate is no longer your own.

The last thing you catch is that sly wink from Lucius before unconsciousness claims you.

[taelqn]

HIS RETURN

WARNINGS: GENDER NOT SPECIFIED + NOT PROOFREAD

SUMMARY: A sequel to the mini-story, but in which you accept his request to be part of his new era.

NOTE: I love Lucius. That is all I have to say.

You don’t know why you said that.

Perhaps you accepted out of fear, terrified of him and the grandiose plans he harbored. Or maybe, deep down, you were one of the rare few who could genuinely grasp his perspective and find some understanding. After all, who wouldn't desire a world filled with peace, happiness, and devoid of sadness, hatred, or discrimination? You could appreciate his vision, though the method by which he intended to achieve it remained deeply unsettling.

But despite the alarm his plan raised, there was a part of you that resonated with his ideals. Perhaps, on some level, you did see eye to eye with him after all.

He smiles, a pleased and satisfied expression spreading across his face. "Excellent, my love." His genuine satisfaction is evident, and you can't help but feel a twinge of pride for eliciting such a reaction from him. It's impressive, really, that you've managed to draw out this pleased smile, and a part of you can't deny the sense of accomplishment it brings.

"I will reshape the world into a paradise where fear and weakness are but distant memories. Embrace this power with me, and let us ascend to our rightful place as rulers of this new era." He gently takes your hand, his touch both reassuring and commanding. "Our destiny awaits, my love. Let us seize it and transform the future."

The atmosphere grows denser between you, a palpable tension hanging in the air. It's neither entirely positive nor wholly negative, but there's an undeniable sense that something significant is on the brink of unfolding. Your senses prick with anticipation, as if bracing for an imminent shift, a moment that could alter the course of your life forever. Your eyes widened, darting around in a moment of brief panic, a visible reaction to the oppressive atmosphere.

Lucius maintained his smile, amusement dancing in his eyes as he observed your nervousness.

“Y/N.”

Your gaze returns to him, your eyes betraying the nervousness swirling within you as you lock onto his gaze.

“Do you trust me?” His hands slowly let go of yours.

You hesitantly nod.

"My dear," he begins, his voice soft yet insistent, "tell me you trust me—with your own words." Clearly, a mere nod won't suffice for him.

“I trust you.”

“Do you trust me with your soul?”

You find yourself hesitating, the question feeling like a delicate tightrope to navigate. If not for the intensity of his gaze fixed upon you, you might have taken more time to formulate your response. However, under the weight of his penetrating stare, every moment of silence feels suffocating, pushing you to respond sooner than you might have liked.

“…yes?”

"Yes?" he responds, his voice tinged with amusement, a raised eyebrow accompanied by a knowing smirk. It's clear he senses your hesitation. You find yourself averting your gaze, a tinge of shame creeping in for reasons you can't quite articulate.

“Look at me.”

Your eyes meet his again.

“Say you trust me with your soul.” His tone was more demanding now.

“I trust you with my soul,” you reply back hesitantly.

He smirks at your final answer.

He takes hold of your hands once more, intertwining his fingers with yours and drawing you in until you can feel the warmth of his breath tantalizingly close to your lips. Everything about him feels dangerously close, and you can't help but notice how strikingly handsome he is.

“Remember, my love, in this moment of surrender, you are not losing yourself.” As his words wash over you, you're unaware of his hands leaving yours and instead gliding up to cradle your face, his touch gentle and his thumb tracing a delicate path across your cheek. “You are becoming something greater. When you awaken, you will see the world through new eyes, as a harbinger of my will.”

Your eyelids grow heavy, and the weight of his words and the gentle touch of his hands lull you into a state of surrender. You feel yourself beginning to melt, your body growing limp under his steady embrace. Yet, even as you begin to lose yourself in the embrace of sleep, he holds you close.

“You belong to me now, body and soul."

As you teeter on the edge of consciousness, the final sensation that registers is the soft press of his lips against your cheek—a tender, almost achingly sweet gesture from a man like Lucius Zogratis.

[taelqn]

can you do sfw alphabet for lucius please i beg 🙏 🛐💕

I’m really sorry if this wasn’t long enough or if there was some confusing parts. ❤️❤️🥲

WARNINGS: GENDER NOT SPECIFIED

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Only the first section and I’m already struggling, sorry if this part doesn’t make sense.

In public, Lucius tends to keep displays of affection minimal, usually opting for a subtle arm around your waist or sweeping you away bridal style as he leads you to another destination. However, in private, he becomes much more affectionate, his touches growing bolder and more lingering. He's not afraid to explore intimacy behind closed doors, leaving you longing for his touch long after it's gone.

In public, Lucius will typically wrap an arm around your waist, hold your hand, or opt for the classic bridal-style carry if the moment calls for it. In private, his touches become more lingering yet bold, leaving you yearning for more. For instance, he might let his hand linger on your thigh, slowly inching upward with deliberate slowness. If he senses your shyness or surprise at his boldness, he'll smoothly withdraw his hand, pretending as if he hadn't just been about to do something daring.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

To become Lucius's best friend, you'd likely need to possess exceptional intelligence or formidable strength—qualities he could utilize to further his grand plan. Initially, you might start off as just another Dark Disciple or someone assisting him in achieving his goals. Over time, as you both worked together and got to know each other better, you gradually earned his trust and respect, eventually solidifying your position as his best friend.

As Lucius's best friend, you're granted front-row access to every event related to his grand plans. He ensures you're there to witness his triumphs and successes firsthand. Moreover, he's always ready to protect you whenever you need it, ensuring your safety and well-being amidst the chaos of his ambitions.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Lucius doesn't place much importance on cuddling, so it's not something he actively seeks out. However, if you initiate it, he won't object—he'll wrap his arms around you in response. Essentially, unless you initiate it first, he won't cuddle you first—not out of stubbornness or shyness, but simply because it's not something that crosses his mind often.

When Lucius does indulge in cuddling, he'll occasionally pepper a few kisses on the top of your head. It's a simple gesture—nothing too out of the ordinary—but it still adds a touch of sweetness to the moment.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Lucius isn't keen on settling down; his attention is entirely consumed by his grand plan. However, if you were to express a desire to settle down, he might entertain the idea by explaining how he envisions settling down with you once his plan is accomplished.

As the eldest sibling of three, it's likely that Lucius possesses decent cooking and cleaning skills. Despite potentially having most things handed to him on a silver platter, he's still adept at handling household chores and preparing meals.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Lucius is direct and decisive, wasting no time in cutting to the chase. If he decides it's time to end the relationship, he won't mince words. While he may bid you a cordial farewell, his parting remark might carry a hint of his vision for the future, perhaps something like, "Look forward to the day you embrace your 'true' form." Even though he ends things without hesitation, he ensures to do so with politeness, avoiding any unnecessary harshness.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

For Lucius, commitment isn't something he particularly emphasizes, viewing it simply as a conventional means of expressing love, much like anyone else. However, if he were to commit himself to someone, he would see it as a declaration of ownership, a way of claiming what he perceives as rightfully his.

For Lucius, the timing of marriage would coincide with the moment he truly realizes he's in love with you. It's not just about formalizing the relationship; it's a declaration to the world that you belong to him and him alone. Essentially, he'd marry you when he realizes he loves you deeply and envisions you as the one to rule beside him when he ascends to the title of the Final Wizard King.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Physically, Lucius is surprisingly gentle. Despite any rough situations he may find himself in, he never treats you with anything but care and tenderness. Whether he's engaged in battle, shedding blood one moment, or carrying you away from danger the next, he handles you with a gentleness that belies the intensity of the situation. So yes, when it comes to physicality, he's definitely on the gentle side.

Emotionally, Lucius is remarkably gentle. He'll patiently listen to you talk about your problems, hobbies, or whatever random thoughts are on your mind for as long as you need. If you're grappling with something that's weighing you down or causing you immense worry, he'll attentively listen and offer thoughtful solutions to help ease your burden which is usually a “want me to get rid of them?”

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Lucius doesn't have strong feelings about hugs. It's not that he dislikes them; he just doesn't place much importance on them. However, when someone familiar, like his siblings or you, embraces him, he simply accepts it and returns the gesture with a gentle pat on the back.

As for himself, he never initiates hugs. It just never really crosses his mind to do so.

If Lucius were to initiate a hug, it would undoubtedly be a somewhat suffocating yet gentle embrace. By suffocating, I don't mean he'd squeeze you until you turned purple; rather, the feeling of being enveloped in his arms might feel overwhelming due to the rarity of such an occurrence. Lucius, being who he is, isn't known for freely giving hugs, so the shock of experiencing one from him might feel suffocating in a figurative sense. However, his actual embrace would be gentle.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Lucius takes his time when it comes to saying those three little words—it might take a few years, at best. He's not one to rush into declarations of love. Only once he's completely certain that you're the one he wants by his side in his envisioned new world, where he reigns as the Final Wizard King and everyone has embraced their "true" forms, will he begin saying, "I love you."

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Lucius never experiences jealousy. After all, why would he? He sees you as exclusively his, and he trusts you implicitly. With that level of trust, there's simply no room for jealousy in his mind.

If, by some rare chance, Lucius were to feel jealous, it could lead to a sense of possessiveness and potentially controlling behavior as he seeks to assert his claim over you.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Lucius's kisses can vary from demanding to gentle, or sometimes a blend of both. When he's in a demanding mood, he kisses with a sense of ownership and authority. Yet, when he's in a gentle mood, he treats you as delicately as if you were made of glass. So, it could swing either way, depending on the moment.

Lucius has a few favorite spots where he loves to kiss you: the top of your head, your forehead, your neck, and your jawline. Each spot holds its own significance for him. When he kisses your head or forehead, it's an intimate gesture that signifies a deep emotional connection—he feels spiritually and emotionally close to you in those moments. On the other hand, when his lips find their way to your neck or jawline, it's a more romantic and euphoric experience for him, if you know what I mean.

Lucius doesn't have strong preferences when it comes to where you kiss him; he finds any spot equally endearing. However, one spot that would particularly resonate with him is his face, especially if you planted a kiss on his cheek. He'd find it incredibly sweet and charming, likely amused by the gesture.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Is he father material? Lest find out. DRUM ROLL, PLEASE!

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Yes. Lucius is, in fact, father material.

GUYS HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUT 🙏

Despite not envisioning himself as a father, Lucius would likely excel in the role if he ever became one. He finds children immensely amusing and possesses the patience necessary to handle them, honed through his experience as the oldest brother of three. His patience with others is already commendable, but with children, it's truly remarkable. Moreover, he'd likely exhibit a subtle playful side with kids, engaging in activities like holding out a lollipop or a teddy bear just out of reach and playfully teasing them as they try to reach it with their highest little jumps.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Lucius is undeniably an early riser. When he wakes up ahead of you, he's careful to be extra quiet, even planting a gentle kiss on your forehead before slipping away to do who-knows-what. If you happen to be awake when he rises, he'll linger in bed a little longer, running his fingers through your hair tenderly.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights with Lucius are incredibly tranquil and serene. Conversation during these times is sparse, typically limited to exchanging stories about your respective days. Otherwise, the only sound that fills the air is Lucius' gentle humming. If you haven't heard Lucius' voice yet, just search "Lucius Zogratis voice/VA" and you'll see exactly what I mean. He definitely seems like the type to hum during the quiet hours of the night, but only when it’s him alone or with you, of course. And if you beg ask, he might hum you to sleep.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Lucius does open up about himself as the relationship grows more intimate, like when he’s sure he can fully trust you, but brace yourself—it's a slow journey. Like a snail's pace is slow. And when he does drop hints about his past or himself, it's so subtle that you might question if it's intentional or just his natural style. Regardless, when those rare crumbs of information fall your way, you drop everything and listen like it's the most important revelation of your life—because it literally is.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Lucius is hardly ever angry. His closest approximation to anger is usually just disappointment, a rare occurrence in itself. Otherwise, he's always sporting that smug smirk of his, unfazed by the chaos around him.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Lucius has a memory like a steel trap, capturing every detail you've ever shared with him, big or small. He's the ultimate vault of information, effortlessly recalling even the tiniest details. Need a password or code memorized? Just ask him once, and it's stored away in his mind's palace for eternity. So don't be shocked if you toss him a super specific question that would stump the average person—he'll fire back with the answer faster than you can say "photographic memory."

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Since Lucius can fly, I imagine he often sweeps you away for nocturnal flights, deeming them the most intimate moments. He relishes the sensation of feeling you cling to him as he takes you soaring through the night skies. Picture that iconic scene from Aladdin, where Jasmine and Aladdin ride the magic carpet, except there's no magic carpet—it's just Lucius.

And if you happen to have a fear of heights, well, brace yourself, because Lucius is going to absolutely relish it! Your tighter grip on him only adds to his amusement. The sensation of your trembling arms clinging tightly to him as he whisks you away into the night sky is downright euphoric for him.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

I think this one is obvious, but Lucius is fairly protective. The man literally has his clones around you 24/7. Need I say more?

The majority of the time, it's his clones that stand as your guardians. Whether shielding you from physical threats or deflecting hurtful words hurled your way, his clones are ever vigilant in their defense of you. Occasionally, he may enlist a few Paladins to provide additional protection, but his clones will always be the primary line of defense.

He's accustomed to being the protector rather than the one being protected, so there aren't ways he prefers to be shielded. However, in those rare instances when you attempt to protect him, he wouldn't deny finding it adorable and amusing. In fact, he might even feel a sense of pride in your efforts.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Maybe Lucius isn’t overly romantic, but the romanticism is still there.

That being said, he puts a decent amount of effort into dates, gifts, and everyday tasks.

I omitted anniversaries above because I believe Lucius would go above and beyond when it comes to them. Anniversaries hold a special significance far beyond mere dates, gifts, or everyday tasks. It's only fitting for him to exceed the bounds of effort when it comes to celebrating such meaningful milestones.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

I don’t know, maybe the fact that he’s PLANNING TO RECREATE EVERYONE AND RULE THE WORLD?

His plan is undeniably wild, to say the least. The word "outrageous" might not even be enough to describe it. I mean, when was the last time you heard of someone aiming to become the Final Wizard King and reshape everyone into their "true" forms? Exactly, never. His entire scheme is essentially his bad habit. Achieving his goals requires him to confront opposition, often resorting to violence and killing—something you're not okay with, I hope. Additionally, he'll prioritize his plan over you.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Lucius is well aware of his own handsomeness, but vanity is far from his concerns. He's preoccupied with far weightier matters than his appearance.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

If you’ve read the sfw alphabet I made for Dante, Lucius mirrors him closely in this aspect.

Meaning?

Meaning that, similar to Dante, Lucius prioritizes his plans far above any concern for you. Only once he fulfills his ambition of remaking humanity and ascending to the position of Final Wizard King might he occasionally spare a thought for you. But even then, it would be infrequent.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Has a secret soft spot for stray animals. In moments of solitude, he often finds himself taking care of injured or abandoned creatures that he comes across. Lucius tends to their wounds meticulously, ensuring their survival. However, those who have witnessed this side of Lucius are left in awe of his unexpected tenderness towards the most helpless beings.

By “those,” it eally means only you. No one else has seen his soft spot for stray animals.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

In general, he doesn’t appreciate individuals who oppose his vision for remaking humanity—obviously.

In a partner, it is essentially the same.

I literally can’t tell you anything else. This is it. Lucius values pretty much everything else his partner brings to the table, besides the whole you-opposing-his-vision-for-remaking-humanity thing, of course. He’s not one to nitpick or dwell on flaws. He embraces the entirety of you, appreciating you for who you are without judgment or criticism.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Similar to his brother Dante, Lucius slumbers as if untouched by the weight of numerous atrocities he’s committed. His rest is serene, almost unnervingly so. I envision him as the type who sleeps on his back, hands gently folded over his stomach—the sleeping position of undisturbed tranquility. You wanna know what’s crazy though? His stillness during sleeping, as if he's suspended in time.

Because of this, you’re sometimes gripped by the unsettling notion that Lucius might be mistaken for the deceased in his deep slumber. To ease your mind, you gently rouse him, feeling a twinge of guilt for disturbing his peaceful rest. At least there's a certain solace in seeing his tired yet handsome visage as he stirs from his deep slumber, reassuring you that he's still very much alive.

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can you please do a scenario or headcanons where Lucius’s s/o cheats on him. Thanks a lot for your writing, reading them makes me happy 💕

The gasp I let out when I read this… this is like a lamb willingly going to the slaughter 😦 Also thank you so much anon, kisses and love for you 🙂‍↕️❤️❤️❤️ I’m going to start putting “gender not specified” rather than “gender neutral reader” because it’s really bothering me for some reason. But anyways, this was really entertaining to write.

WARNINGS: TOXIC + GENDER NOT SPECIFIED + TOXIC AGAIN

Congratulations! You've managed to complicate your life in ways you never imagined possible. Lucius will make sure you regret every moment, leaving you longing to turn back time and undo the foolish mistake of cheating on him. Did you think he was going to forgive and forget? Maybe in the end he will, but for now, absolutely not. You need to be disciplined. Cheating on Lucius was never going to go unnoticed or unpunished.

Upon uncovering your infidelity, Lucius' initial reaction would likely be one of composure. Rather than impulsively reacting, he'd take the time to craft a plan designed to deliver the most significant blow possible—mentally wise, that is. To him, the anguish wrought by psychological torment cuts deeper than any physical pain ever could.

Maybe you’ve cheated on him because you felt neglected. After all, Lucius is very dogmatic when it comes to his belief in remaking humanity and ruling as the Final Wizard King. Perhaps his all-consuming obsession with his vision for the future left little room for you, causing you to seek emotional fulfillment elsewhere.

Regardless of your motives for cheating on him, the repercussions will be severe. He'll ensure you experience the full weight of your actions, leaving you to contemplate your choices and your very existence. It may sound extreme, but trust me when I say that he will absolutely dismantle your psyche, forcing you to confront the consequences of your betrayal on a deep level. In essence, if you haven't grasped it yet, he's capable of shattering your sense of self—and he will.

Among the numerous punishments Lucius might deploy, isolation stands as a formidable weapon, stripping you of any semblance of affection or support. He's also adept at weaving intricate mind games, tormenting you with psychological manipulation designed to erode your sense of self. Moreover, he won’t shy away from employing tactics that sabotage your career, relationships, and reputation, leaving you grappling with despair and utterly at his mercy.

Isolation reigns supreme as Lucius' preferred method of punishment, consistently occupying the top spot in his arsenal of tactics. He firmly believes in its efficacy, viewing it as the most effective means of gradually dismantling any remaining shreds of hope within you. He'll justify this extreme measure as an act of love, insisting that it's necessary to reshape you and your behavior, all in the name of ensuring that the thought of cheating never crosses your mind again—even if the process ultimately leaves you scarred and traumatized.

Under Lucius' rule, there's no room for complaints or protests; in his eyes, you've brought this upon yourself. Even the smallest of complaints will only reinforce his conviction that you're resistant to changing your unfaithful ways, prompting him to escalate your punishment even further. It's in your own best interest to suffer in silence, as any attempt to voice grievances will only serve to worsen your punishment.

Eventually, the relentless mental torment inflicted by Lucius will transform you into a completely different individual. His ultimate objective is to mold you into a faithful and devoted partner, eradicating any traces of your previous unfaithful nature. While the journey may leave you deeply scarred and traumatized, Lucius will derive satisfaction from witnessing his relentless barrage of torment yield the desired outcome: your unwavering loyalty directed solely towards him.

And regarding the person you cheated on Lucius with, well, Lucius left it to his clones to address that matter. While Lucius might admit to a hint of curiosity about your choice, he ultimately holds no regard for them. Why would he care? The only thing he cares about is putting you back in your place. And if by the end of his cruel punishments you’re not crying like crazy in his arms, then he must be doing something wrong—which only drives his determination to make you submit even more.

When it comes to Lucius, loyalty is not a choice—it’s an obligation. But you know this already, don’t you?

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Hello, I'm a big fan of your writings and I saw that your requests were open, sooooo I wanted to know if you can make these three requests ❤️👄🧡 for Lucius Zogratis?

HIII I'm glad you're enjoying my works and I'd be happy to write for Lucius. I'd like to think of this as an apology for what I did to him in my latest chapter💀 Also, this is an AU where he's not foaming at the mouth for salvation and back in spade kingdom.

Prompts to request here

❤️- Romantic Headcanon

Lucius likes go around in his wheelchair, come behind you unsuspected and pull you into his lap. He loves the feel of you in his arms and always wants to hold you and rest his head against your warm chest. You love brushing your hands through his hair when you sit on his lap and he always sighs when you do.

Most of his lap privileges were for you which would make his younger siblings really jealous, puffing up their cheeks like the kids they are. You'd laugh at their little tantrums and try to offer your seat to them but Lucius absolutely refuses unless you had to go away for some reason.

👄 - Kiss Headcanon

Lucius's kisses are very demanding, like he takes and takes and takes and leaves you a flustered mess. You shiver at the way he holds your face and guides you, his thumb tracing your cheek as he does.

When he pulls back, he gives you a look, knowing exactly how him and his kisses make you feel.

Pull on his hair while you kiss him and that's when he falters ;)

🧡 - Domestic Headcanon

Lucius loves to be near the fire place. He likes to curl up in his favorite armchair by the fire with a book to read or something to write, a cup of Spade Kingdom's famous hot chocolate in hand.

When holiday seasons arrive, Lucius surprisingly likes to decorate according to the theme but in general he keeps the mantle with pictures of his family and any small trinkets.

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Guys... it's happening 😏😏

It will actually be reader insert, the Tumblr version will be clean and the ao3 version will be more spicy. But please look forward to it 😈 I know I am~

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HIS RETURN

WARNINGS: GENDER NOT SPECIFIED + NOT PROOFREAD

SUMMARY: Basically a mini-story in which Lucius returns not only to accomplish his goal, but for his beloved (you).

NOTE: I might make 2 extra parts where reader says yes is one and the other no. Who knows. I also hope this story made sense. Anyway, have a good day <333

Perhaps you should’ve run away that day and never visited again if you knew that your freedom would be at the cost of seeing him.

Well, at least you’ve had your freedom back—for a while that is.

You remember how back then, when he was confined to a wheelchair, you two had an undeniable connection, even though he often seemed distant. It felt like you had struck gold with him, believing that his affections for you were genuine. And they were, in fact, deeply sincere. Way too deeply sincere. The intensity of his feelings for you was something you underestimated—something so powerful that it would later become a source of regret for you. Had you recognized the warning signs earlier, perhaps you would have been spared the eventual turmoil they would bring into your life. 

But naturally, it's Lucius Zogratis—a man adept at concealing his true motives. Can blame truly be placed on you for not detecting the warning signs sooner?

Reflecting on the things you overlooked fills you with profound disappointment and resentment towards Lucius. The realization that he effortlessly manipulated your freedom stirs frustration within you. His methodical process of making you reliant on him feels nothing short of soul-crushing. It stings to admit it, but you were undeniably foolish, blindly stumbling into his trap. And yet, even in the face of your desperation for answers, his response was nothing more than a mocking chuckle, accompanied by that chilling, predatory gaze of his. Truly, you’ve never felt so vulnerable until that very moment.

And now, that sense of vulnerability was back, especially now that Lucius himself had returned.

You were there when Damnatio confronted Julius. And now, you were running away—like a coward.

Well… It was hard to discern whether you were a coward, a silent witness, or some tangled amalgamation of both—a cowardly witness, perhaps. Your thoughts and feelings were like a turbulent storm, a chaotic mess that defies easy categorization.

Or maybe you’re just a coward who can’t accept that they're a coward.

Damnatio’s words rung in your head—no, they rung deep in the depths of your soul. What a keen man, truly. Damnatio is an intelligent man. A man perhaps too knowing for his own good, because now something happened to him. Something you don’t exactly know. You don’t know what fate he met, and so far, that itself has been the scariest part. You left him behind, letting him face whatever awaited him alone, while you fled the scene—like a coward.

“The underworld is said to have three rulers.”

“Lucifero of Gravity Magic, also known as Satan.”

“Beelzebub of Spatial Magic. And finally…”

“Astaroth of Time Magic.”

It should’ve clicked for you when Damnatio uttered those last few words, but it didn’t. You were rather slow.

“Perhaps Megicula took Astaroth’s place because, for some reason,” he paused, “it appears that Astaroth has vanished from the underworld.” 

Standing beside Damnatio, confusion etches furrows into your brow. While a good portion, if not all, of what he says remains beyond your grasp, you remain attentive. The reason for your presence here eludes you, lost in the haze of forgetfulness and mostly confusion about whatever was going on. Only one thing remains clear—you arrived at this moment alongside Damnatio.

“Moreover, perhaps by coincidence, according to my research,” you, for some reason, start holding your breath. “To date, there has only been one person whose magic bears the name of time in the whole world.”

For some reason, you felt like those last few words Damnatio uttered was the last missing piece of a rather concerning revelation.

Your gaze instinctively shifted to Julius, only to find his expression not one of mere shock but tinged with a deeper emotion—fear, worry, perhaps even dread. Whatever revelation had dawned upon him remained a mystery to you, leaving you with a sense of empathy for his sudden distress. Yet, amidst the confusion and the silent turmoil unfolding before you, you couldn't help but feel the weight of unanswered questions pressing upon you. While you longed for an explanation, the atmosphere seemed charged with an unspoken tension, signaling that now might not be the appropriate time to ask questions.

Maybe this wasn't as important as you thought. Maybe this concerning revelation was just you overthinking. Maybe you shouldn’t care about this at all. You wondered what you’d have for breakfast tomorrow. Maybe you’d have some delicious scrambled eggs with bacon and toa—

“Damnatio-Kun!!” You jump, startled by Julius’s loud tone and how he so suddenly stood up from his seat. “Quickly, I—“ Julius’s eyes widened, as did yours.

Something happened.

You don't know what happened, but something happened. Julius underwent a transformation so inexplicable that your mind struggled to grasp its significance. His familiar form dissolved, leaving behind an unsettling apparition that bore resemblance to the now-gone Julius. Despite his return to an adult physique, an undeniable sense of wrongness hung in the air. Before you could fully process the bewildering sight, the enigmatic figure that had replaced Julius pressed a finger to Damnatio's forehead, a gesture laden with ominous intent.

“Is that not…how you wished things were?” The unknown figure said.

Suppressing the urge to gasp, a chilling realization dawns upon you. This isn't an unknown presence; it's a sinister presence you've encountered before. In a split second, instinct overrides rational thought, propelling you towards the door in a frenzied escape. One part of you, consumed by guilt, screams to return to Damnatio, the friend you abandoned alone with that ominous man. Yet another part, driven by primal fear, urges you to flee as far and as fast as possible—across the globe if you can.

With each frantic step, your heart pounds against your chest, as if vying for escape.

His return shattered any semblance of safety you thought you had. He was a master of surprises, though, like always, they leaned towards the unfavorable end of the spectrum. And once again, you found yourself feeling like a fool. As you ran down those long halls for dear life, your breaths came in ragged gasps, the panic tightening its grip around your throat. Abandoning Damnatio in your haste only added to the weight of guilt and self-condemnation that burdened you. The relentless churn of thoughts in your mind mirrored the frantic pace of your footsteps, draining both your mental and physical reserves. Despite the urgent need to come to a halt and rest, fear compelled you to push on.

As you round the corner, a small sense of relief floods your senses at the sight of those grand, imposing doors, promising escape from the danger that’s likely lurking around already. With each labored breath, your lungs sear with a pain that transcends mere fire. It’s an agony so intense that even words fail to accurately capture its severity.

Your primary objective now is clear: to reach safety and sound the alarm for the Magic Knights or anyone who could help. That is, if anyone could help.

The prospect of facing that man again, alone and vulnerable, sends a shiver down your spine. You can't shake the fear that this time, his intentions may be far more sinister, something worse than just messing with your head like last time—perhaps even lethal.

A sense of apprehension washes over you, halting your movements just as you reach for the ornate handles of the opulent doors. An instinct, a primal whisper of caution, urges you to reconsider. Doubt creeps in, causing you to hesitate, unsure whether to heed the warning or push forward. Despite the gnawing uncertainty, you muster the last remnant of your strength and resolve, pushing the heavy doors open.

Your heart drops at the sight of him.

“Leaving so soon?”

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You should’ve listened to that gut instinct, you really should’ve.

A palpable sense of amusement emanates from him; his very presence is a reminder of the power he wields over you—a rather chilling familiarity. It's as if he's relishing every moment of your discomfort, finding entertainment in your predicament. What terrifies you most is the undeniable realization that, despite relinquishing control to Julius for all these years, he remains unchanged. He’s still a Zogratis.

You stand there frozen like a statue while he holds all the cards. The fear coursing through you is tangible, rendering you incapable of forming coherent words.

He’d been hoping to get a reaction like this out of you, and you delivered it on a silver platter.

"I see fear still holds you tightly in its grip," his voice drips with dark amusement, echoing through the grand chamber.

As he strides forward to close the opulent doors behind him, the space narrows, leaving just you and him. Instinctively, you take a cautious step back, wariness etched across your features. His chuckle reverberates in the air, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine.

"You needn't be so wary of me, my dear," Lucius purrs, his voice as smooth as silk.

"Why are you here?" you ask, your tone laced with concern and a hint of panic. "Why have you returned?!" your voice now edged with heightened panic.

His chuckle echoes in the tense silence. "Don't worry about it," he dismisses. As he advances closer, a wave of apprehension washes over you, rendering you immobile, rooted in place by the icy grip of fear. "Instead," he continues, his voice low and menacing, "you should be worrying about what your next decision will be."

"What do you mean—" Your words falter as he raises his palms towards you. But upon closer inspection, you realize there's nothing there, no offering, no solace, just empty hands poised in the air.

“I’m talking about whether you want to be on the losing side,” he pauses, making sure you could feel he was staring right into your soul, “or the winning side.”

“…I don’t follow,” you muster.

He puts his hands back down and offers a light smile, his lips curling into a knowing smirk as he speaks. "Say, has spending this many years without me made you more absent-minded?" His words are laced with a hint of mockery, but his amusement shines through.

“If you’re trying to say I dumbed down over the years, I haven’t,” you say rather firmly now, finally having the guts to speak up to him.

He simply chuckles at your comment.

"Allow me to remind you," he says, leaning in before taking your hands into his, his touch gentle yet assertive. Despite the veneer of charm he exudes, your body tenses instinctively.

“I plan to repair humans. My siblings and I will destroy them, then use our magic to re-create them. We’ll make them into fortunate people who are equal in every respect.” His words hang heavy in the air, each syllable dripping with an ominous sense of foreboding. You can't shake the feeling that whatever comes next will only deepen your apprehension, yet you find yourself unable to look away, trapped by the gravity of his words. Finally, he lets go of your hands.

“Then, to prevent any further mistakes, I will rule over everything as the Final Wizard King.”

Oh.

Well that explanation certainly did remind you why he was back.

“So…you’ve returned for that?”

“And for you.”

“Sorry?”

“You heard me,” he says with a smirk.

His earlier declaration had already caught you off guard, but this? This was a whole new level of unexpectedness. You were stunned into silence.

“I’m giving you two choices here, Y/N.” His interruption jolts you back to the present.

He raises one palm up, a symbolic gesture of offering, before outlining the two divergent paths laid out before you. "You can join me and rule alongside me in the new era," he suggests, his voice smooth yet laced with an undeniable edge. Then, with a deliberate shift, he lowers the raised palm and raises the other one, the gesture now carrying a darker implication. "Or," he continues, the word hanging in the air like an ominous decree, "I'll simply take you." The choice is stark, the consequences dire, and the weight of his ultimatum hangs heavy in the air.

Your brows furrow, a look of irritation and confusion crosses your face. “No matter what I pick, I end up with you. You’re not even giving me two choices here, it’s only one,” your annoyance toward him was evident. “You’re not being fair!”

Your brows furrow in irritation and confusion, your frustration with him palpable. "No matter what I pick, I end up with you. You're not even giving me two choices here, only one!" you assert, your voice tinged with exasperation.

“Maybe that’s what I’m trying to do,” he smiles.

“I’m still not picking.”

You look away to the side for a brief moment, then back at him.

"Besides, that plan of yours is far too—" your words are cut short as he unexpectedly clasps your hands in his, drawing them close to his chest and leaning in with unsettling proximity.

"And if I told you I was doing this for you, what then? Or the people that you care so much for? Would that change your mind?” His sudden words and intimate actions catch you off guard, your eyes widening in surprise as he closes the distance between you—far too close for comfort. His proximity is unnerving, his breath brushing against your skin as he tilts his head ever so slightly, fixing you with a gaze that sends a chill down your spine.

"Would you join me in what I am doing, knowing that you would be granted a seat at the head table? A seat next to me."

Despite your steadfast promise to yourself, the walls you've built around your heart begin to crumble in his presence once more. Shame washes over you as you feel yourself succumbing to his allure, melting into a puddle under his gaze. But beneath the surface, a fierce determination still flickers, a reminder of the pain and manipulation you endured in the past. You refuse to be ensnared in his web of dependency again, to be made to feel as though you are nothing without him. You hate this vulnerability, this weakness, and above all, you hate him for being the catalyst of your turmoil. You hate Lucius Zogratis with every fiber of your being.

“Choose wisely, my dear.”

And now, the moment of decision loomed before you like a fork in the road, each path fraught with its own perils.

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Something about antagonists with children absolutely warms my heart 😞❤️

WARNINGS: CHILD READER + GENDER NOT SPECIFIED + PLATONIC, OBVIOUSLY

SUMMARY: What it’s like being Lucius’ kid!

I assume that since you're regarded as Lucius' kid, it's either because you share his blood, making you his biological child, or he simply found you and claimed you as his own. Regardless of the specifics, you're his child now, whether by blood or by choice.

As Lucius' child, you're treated with the utmost reverence, care, and courtesy, akin to royalty. Being the child of the future ruler destined to become the Final Wizard King, it's only fitting that you're accorded such regal treatment!

As the child of the soon-to-be Final Wizard King, it's inevitable that you undergo training. Lucius ensures that the training proceeds at a pace suitable for a child learning combat skills. He never pushes you too hard, understanding the importance of nurturing your strength without endangering your well-being. And no, you're not being trained to inherit his position upon his hypothetical demise—Lucius likely won't ever perish. He's training you so you can defend yourself when he's absent and so you can reach your fullest potential.

As the child of the soon-to-be Final Wizard King, it's inevitable that you undergo training. Lucius ensures that the training proceeds at a pace suitable for a child learning combat skills. He never pushes you too hard, understanding the importance of nurturing your strength without endangering your well-being. And no, you're not being trained to inherit his position upon his hypothetical demise—Lucius likely won't ever perish. He's training you so you can defend yourself when he's absent and so you can reach your fullest potential. If you complain about the training, he’ll gently tell you that he does this for your own good.

Lucius is a gentle parent, yet he possesses a subtle aura of sinister authority. For instance, if you were to display disrespect toward him, he'd calmly lower himself to your eye level and give you a look—a look infused with a hint of amusement but mostly darkness. It's the kind of glance that instantly communicates that you've crossed a line, evoking a sense of foreboding in you.

If you ever feel the need to cuddle up to him, you're always welcome to do so. Whether you reach out with grabby hands or tug at the back of his fur cape, he'll gladly scoop you up with a gentle smile on his face. Should you comment on the softness of his fur cape, he'll envelop you in its warmth as he holds you close. Even in his paladin form, if you express a desire to touch his antlers or one of his many small wings, you're free to do so. He'll always welcome your affection and closeness.

I imagine that sometimes he enlists his clones to play with you. From classic games like hide and seek, tag, and board games to more whimsical activities like hopscotch, Simon says, duck duck goose, and musical chairs, the options are endless. One game you particularly enjoy is guessing which clone is the real Lucius, given that they all bear his appearance and personality. Despite their resemblance, Lucius' clones serve more as companions to you. Your real bond lies solely with Lucius as your father—the clones merely serve as extensions of him. Nevertheless, you hold affection for all of them.

Putting you to sleep is usually a breeze for him. However, if you're throwing a tantrum about bedtime, he’ll gently use his strength to keep you settled on the bed with just one hand or employ Gravity Magic to ensure you stay put. Despite being a child and him a grown man, his strength never fails to amaze you, making him even cooler in your eyes. Regardless of your bedtime antics, he always hums you to sleep. He finds it amusing how quickly you transition from protesting sleep like your teddy bear’s life depends on it to peacefully snoring, with drool trickling from the corner of your mouth.

Lucius is the type of parent who attentively listens to every concern or worry that crosses your tiny little mind. He can't help but find it amusing how his own child frets over things that seem nonsensical to him. What's this about being scared of monsters lurking in the dark? Either way, Lucius always lends a patient ear as you pour out your fears to him, and he's quick to provide comfort. If you're genuinely afraid of monsters in the dark, rest assured that Lucius will ensure that either he himself or another clone is always by your side in dimly lit places.

In summary, Lucius proves to be unexpectedly good at parenting. Despite his intimidating demeanor and enigmatic nature, he's undeniably a great parent—one who genuinely cares for his child at heart. Even if it’s not evident.

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LUCIUS ZOGRATIS AS A LOVER…

SFW + HEADCANONS + GN READER + SPOILERS ⚠️ + SLIGHTLY TOXIC IM SORRY I HAVE TO KEEP IT REAL…😞

♡ First of all, congratulations on touching this man’s heart. He’s literally a Zogratis—the oldest sibling, to be more specific—and he most definitely isn’t a man who’s easily swayed.

♡ But let’s say you did win him over… somehow.

♡ He holds strong beliefs, which is the whole remaking humans into their "true" forms using devil powers thing, and may expect his partner to share his views, particularly about the superiority of humans and his vision for remaking humanity.

♡ Lucius may use his charm and intelligence to influence his partner's decisions and viewpoints to match his own. Even though he can use Soul Magic to affect souls, he might not use it directly on his partner, preferring to use subtler means of convincing.

♡ I mean, could he easily change your beliefs to match his? Absolutely. But will he do it? Probably and hopefully not. After all, he wants his darling to be as “them” as possible, if that makes sense.

♡ On the bright side, Lucius is powerful and influential, which could translate into a sense of security and protection for his partner—you. Have you seen the number of clones this man has? You think he can’t just send a couple clones here and there to keep an eye on you?

♡ When you're with a man who can use Time Magic, what fear could you possibly have? He is able to see into various timelines and can use it as a form of foresight, meaning he’s able to protect you from any danger he envisions in any of your timelines.

♡ His calm and composed manner definitely adds stability to the relationship, but it can also make it challenging for his partner to understand his actual feelings.

♡ If we’re being real here, he’s pretty much always wearing that stupidly handsome smirk on his face. It’s hard for anyone to figure out what he’s feeling and thinking, even you. But don’t worry, he’ll show at least a small percentage of vulnerability to you. Only with you, though.

♡ Let’s take chapter 368, for example, when Yuno and Asta yell out loud and both declare they’ll defeat Lucius and become the Wizard King. Notice the way Lucius’ smirk falters? He’s clearly dissatisfied. 

♡ The same thing will happen when he’s alone with you. Sometimes his smirk will stay, and other times it’ll falter. Not because he’s dissatisfied with you, though.

♡ What I’m trying to say here is that when Lucius is around you and you alone, you’ll notice temporary lapses in his composed and collected demeanor, such as a slight softening of his usually aloof and distant attitude.

♡ Since you’re his lover, he’ll view you as an integral part of his vision for remaking humanity and bringing about peace. He wants his lover to be made into their “true” form too, after all.

♡ Lucius strikes me as a man who keeps his relationships private, most especially his and yours. Not secret, simply private. To be fair, it’s likely that most people don’t know about your relationship with him anyway.

♡ The only situation in which I can see him announcing your relationship to the whole world is after Judgement Day, meaning after humanity has finally been remade into its “true” forms. You’d be known as the Great Wizard Emperor’s lover.

♡ One way Lucius may show his dedication to his partner would be to include them in his future goals, letting them know they play an important part in his vision of remaking the world.

♡ Because of his self-assurance and confidence, Lucius can reassure his partner and make the relationship feel secure. No matter what you’re worried about, you’ll be met with his sweet, comforting words that make you swear he has some hypnosis spell on you.

♡ With that charming and attractive voice of his, he’s perfectly capable of easing your worries. You’re literally with a man who possesses six types of magic—powerful ones. You don’t think he’s more than capable of consoling you? His own lover?

♡ And if his words are insufficient, then his actions will speak louder.

♡ For example, his eye contact game is definitely attractive and alluring. He’s the type of man to hold such intense eye contact with you while brushing a strand of hair away from your face or while he’s caressing your cheek lovingly with that mildly amused smirk of his he always wears.

♡ Additionally, Lucius’ hugs might be the best hugs you’ve ever had. I mean, his clothes look so soft and comfy, whether he’s in Paladin form or not. Is it not hard to resist just jumping into his arms and giving him the tightest hug ever? Especially with that furry-looking robe he always wears?

♡ He genuinely believes he is acting in the best interest of his partner and their relationship. Why would you not want to be part of his plan to remake humanity? Why would you not want to witness his coming as the soon-to-be Magic Great Emperor?

♡ He'll stick to his convictions whether you like it or not. It’s in the best interest of humanity, you, and him.

♡ Unfortunately, Lucius may have a tendency to neglect his partner's feelings due to him being busy preparing for Judgement Day. Could you rely on his clones? Sure. But it’s a clone, not your actual lover.

♡ But rest certain, he will make up for all the time missed. Particularly when he at last becomes known as the Magic Great Emperor.

Sorry if this was out of character!!! I just needed to write for this man because the way there’s only 2 or 3 posts about him is driving me CRAZY😞 I need him.