#barok x reader

[frickingnerd]

barok van zieks with a shy s/o

pairing: barok van zieks x gn!reader

tags: established relationship, wholesome fluff, caring!barok

barok isn't shy himself, yet he does prefer to keep to himself, as the company of most people doesn't measure up to the pleasure of being alone

yet he doesn't mind being around you and somewhat finds your shy demeanor endearing

barok doesn't mind doing the talking for you, whether it's ordering at a restaurant or when meeting new people

barok is usually the one making the first move in the relationship, given your shyness

when he notices you staring at him longingly, he'll quietly ask if you want a kiss or to hold his hand

[thesimpsbasement]

Request for Mod Betty! Can I ask for smau for Herlock, Kazuma, Barok, Ryuunosuke, Godot, Edgeworth, Klavier, Simon, and Phoenix being clingy to his gn s/o please?

Them reacting to you being clingy

•characters:Herlock,Kazuma,Barok,Ryuunosuke,Godot,Edgeworth, Klavier,Simon,Phoenix

•tags/warning: fluff,crack

[yyxandere]

・✶ ｡ﾟ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒

✧.* gender/pronouns ─ “You” pronouns

✧.* prompt ─ “Type of Kisses they give” [ACE ATTORNEY PROSECUTOR.]

✩.* note ─ This was supposed to be a Valentines Fic but I decided to make it a series for all the fandoms I write for :3! Yakuza characters are next!! Hope you guys liked this!! Reader’s height isn’t written but I had tall Reader in mind when doing so!!

✩.* TRIGGER WARNINGS ─ SUGGESTIVE THEMES [MADE BY A MINOR!], Unhealthy Coping Mechanism, Abusement of Power, and Unhealthy Thinking

[♡]ー ꒱・！demon prosecutor himself with a strong sense of justice - MILES EDGWORTH.

Miles kisses are forward yet slow. Miles wants to be the one leading about almost everything, like in court or in investigations yet when it comes to leading for your love he’s an absolutely flustered man. Yet he can’t resist you the many years devoid of love from Miles made him yearn something that you have managed to fill in for him, but that story if for another time. His kisses are deep but quick so nobody would notice, but in his private chambers such indulges will be much more longer, lingering touch on your face as his lips complete yours his hands hold you tightly not wanting to let you go. Such a beautiful love story but only if anyone can see the cold chains he has on you.

[♡]ー ꒱・！the prosecutor prodigy herself with her signature whip - FRANZISKA VON KARMA.

For a prodigy lady herself—Franziska-too like her brother doesn’t know how to initiate such contact and the turmoil she has with herself will reflect when it comes to you. Franziska’s kisses are quick and rough like her whip. Her feelings towards you cause some sort of concoction inside of herself, she’s angry at herself for falling in-love when she want to reach her highest, angry at herself because she knows that this isn’t what love is. So please don’t be alarmed when you suddenly got grabbed by your collar by Franziska for a kiss, she’s not angry at you, she angry at herself after she wrongly prosecuted someone who did you wrong yet. . .she felt like she was “correct” when doing so. . .

[♡]ー ꒱・！the well disciplined head chief prosecutor and a mature lady - LANA SKYE.

Lana Skye what a woman indeed but for a lover is what you may not need. Her clacking heels will be put on a stop to reach your height for a quick but meaningful kiss, a kiss that will leave a pink lip mark on your cheek. Lana never tells her relationship out loud she knows her position but whenever another prosecutor tries to hit on you whenever you visit her, Lana has to stop herself from deeply clawing her fist up hands until blood starts leaking of of her tense clench. What can we say about Lana, she’s the mature one in the relationship so why can’t you just trust her with everything in your life?

[♡]ー ꒱・！the mysterious coffee-loving prosecutor with a deep grudge - “GODOT.”

The aroma from his green vest, and the aftertaste of the strong coffee on his lips yet your lips are the most addicting then the most strongest coffee he had ever taste in his life and “after”-life. Godot’s kisses are slow, sensual and teasing yet like the coffee he makes there’s always something deeper and complex than what it seems. Godot’s kisses are teasing alright, but there’s a possessive grip on your waist when he does, his touches are always like he doesn’t want to let go of you, each exploration of your lips for him makes him more addicted more then ever. Instead of a caffeine overdose he’ll be craving for your lips, with his hands wandering around you, that he won’t mind getting all bloodied up for you.

[♡]ー ꒱・！the flamboyant rockstar prosecutor who sticks to his morals - KLAVIER GAVIN.

The flashing lights in his concert that goes on par with the neon colours, yet not even with all of lights and music blasting through his ears and eyes could distract him—Klavier has eyes only for you. Teasing and quick are Klavier’s kiss for you, as a pop star and a prosecutor he doesn’t really have much free time, but to make up for it he would always invite you at his concert at the backstage, once he’s done preforming he would kiss your euphony lips, as his strong cologne and his sweat fills your senses, as his arms wraps around your skin wanting to preserve the moment, may it be the adrenaline in his veins but he’d pull you into the second phase of the concert and proudly proclaim your status of being his significant other, as he deepen the kiss again. Such action would make sure that you won’t leave him especially when you have the prying eyes of the public.

[♡]ー ꒱・！the intimidating black and white twisted samurai - SIMON BLACKQUILL.

His rough and calloused hands gently holds your bottom lips for permission, as his lips moves towards your, his muscular build leans towards yours like you’re his only pillar in life. Simon knows that his hands aren’t made for loving, there were made only for protecting and yet a different kind of story unfolds when you’re both in alone with silence, his lips chapped yet his kisses are slow and rough, like an inmate ravaging his last meal but in fact he’s just not experienced at this—you’re his first and last when it comes to these parts in life. His kisses are meant to show love but his hands are meant to have crimson seeping blood on it but only just for you.

[♡]ー ꒱・！holy and enchanting yet sharp in his own ways - NAHYUTA SAHDMADHI.

Elegant and grace but like a midnight wave one mistake shall send someone to the grave. A motto that embodies the ‘Khura'in Prince’ Nahyuta. His pious nature makes every head turn towards him yet when it comes to you-it’s you who are his deity. The softness of the silk robe that Nahyuta wears is nothing compared to his lips, oh how plum and luscious it is, his words towards you are sweet like cake but like cake it has layers, the layers you may ask? Layers of manipulation spewing out of his butterfly lips. That’s why his kisses are soft and velvety that hides a sinister intend. May the Holy Mother help you . . .

[♡]ー ꒱・！the wussy and crying but growing young prosecutor - SEBASTIAN DEBESTE/EUSTACE WINNER.

The soft sob that resonates with the room as his salty tears run down his cheeks. Sebastian is an absolute mess to everything in his life but an absolute disaster when he sees you looking at him. Soft kisses are a need for Sebastian after the lack of love and validation he desperately wanted from other people, that’s why slowly caress his coffee-coloured hair as he gently weeps on your lap. The salty tears staining your clothes, please forgive him! He didn’t mean to yell at your best friend just because they needed you for a while!

[♡]ー ꒱・！the boot-rising, lip service, deadly prosecutor - BAROK VAN ZIEKS.

London’s harsh winter and the warmest season has none in common but for Barok it’s the same when he pulls you for a deep and deprived kiss. His gloves are always on proper place when it comes to you, he desperately needs your touch, a deprived man till his core, his cold hands even near a fireplace wanders your collars and many more. His lips is as cold for how he kiss death, he knows that but when he kisses you your lips is as warm and divine as the sun it self, it warms the aching desire he has but only temporary. After you pull back he is wanting more from you. . .

[♡]ー ꒱・！the head of labyrinthia's order of knights - ZACHARIAS BARNHAM.

His firey hair is as matching as his passionate and deep kisses. Zacharias Barnham himself is a man of words and action, when he says he’d love you till the whole city is in blaze he means it. He is passionate about everything he cares about but you bring a different kind of passion inside him. His kisses is passionate and tender, as it is meant to be with you. His arms are warm and strong around an intention of never letting you go. He will give you everything that he is because he feels like his heart was carved out for you from the very beginning and nothing is going to ever take that away from him ever.

[♡]ー ꒱・！high inquisitor of labyrinthia with a firey ambition - “DARKLAW”

Her cold, gold, clawed hand holds your cheeks as Darklaw softly slammed her lips upon yours. Her role as the inquisitor means she only have few moments with you “few” because whenever she’s with you it feels like time is nothing for her, that’s why her kisses are quick but un intentionally rough. Those witch trails do take a huge toll on her, so forgive her for accidentally bruising your lips after she just sent one of your friends into the infamous fire of Labyrinthia. That doesn’t matter now though, when her body still tenses from kissing and her heart thumps wildly within her chest, the way she leans into your warmth while her other hand slides up your arm and then cups your jaw in her palms, it doesn’t matter at all. You were always meant to be hers. She loves you so much, even if she was never supposed to fall for you. . .

[grayheadedleague]

a/n: there's literally no new content for the latter two so decided to do things myself HAHAHAH might be ooc but anyway

reacting to their crush inviting them out (platonically)

featuring: Apollo, Simon, Barok x GN!Reader

Apollo Justice

Were his ears working properly? Was he even awake? Was this the real life, or was this just fantasy?

He'd be so lost and so caught off-guard that he'd stare at you blankly for a good minute. Since he's so used to being pranked on, who's to say this is not another bad joke of the universe's? What did his bracelet say? Were you lying about being worried about him?

Your chuckle snaps him out of it, bringing a flush of color to his cheeks. He just had to be so obvious...

"I'm serious, Apollo. If you want a good place to let it out then what's better than an amusement park?"

Being with you is more than enough, but anyway-

It really warms his heart whenever someone shows kindness and mercy to him, let alone if it came from you. With how his life has been going, sometimes he truly doubts if anyone cares for him at all.

"Okay, I'll go with you then."

The smile you show him in return was so adorable he could've screamed out his entire existence right there and then. Of course, he knew perfectly well it was simply a friendly gesture on your part, but that didn't damper the joy in the slightest.

Simon Blackquill

You invited the Simon Blackquill to a film screening? Wow. You liked him this much? Your boldness is laudable. It deserves one of those little toy prizes kids love so much.

But in all seriousness, Simon was very much thrilled to know you liked him enough to ask him to join you. As a friend. But alone. But just as a friend...

So how could he not jump to conclusions? Were you that dense? What if you had asked someone else and they took advantage of the situation, huh?! God, you were so helpless...

"I'm not sure you'll enjoy my company for something like that. You know what I'm like," he said with a smirk.

He meant it as a half-joke, but it showed more than half a glimpse of his insecurity. He liked teasing you - that much anyone knew at this point - but he was worried that once his other colors come out, you wouldn't want him around at all.

To never have you as his lover is something he'd accepted early on. But to lose you as a friend?

"Of course I know what you're like," you quipped. "If I didn't, why would I have invited you? Sometimes you're so dumb for someone who studied psychology."

After being stunned for a few moments, Simon laughed heartily at your comment. You were right - you were absolutely right. He was dumb.

Deep inside however, he was touched to know that someone like you has accepted him for who he was. Didn't matter if it was only at a platonic level - to him, this was more than enough.

Barok van Zieks (minor spoilers for DGS/TGAA2)

He had already been planning to visit the Great Exhibition (as he missed the previous due to... certain events) to tour Albert around. And so you inviting him to join you? Well. Suffice to say his heart and schedule were not ready.

The moment he made it back to his office, he double and triple checked his agenda for that week. Curses. It was more air-tight than any of his yet-to-be-opened wine bottles.

Of course, the three of you could go together as a group (you and Albert were close friends too) but Barok would prefer to enjoy his time with you two separately. Mostly because he would rather not Albert find out and possibly blabber about his true feelings, but anyway-

He wanted so dearly to go with you one-on-one as the opportunity hardly comes by; he really did. But he was not so rude and desperate as to push another dear friend he already made a promise to aside.

And so with a heavy heart he declined your offer. You understood the situation completely and were gracious enough to accept it, however the disappointment on your face was, though subtle, still very much apparent.

It was quite unlike the feared Lord van Zieks to let his spontaneous thoughts out in the open, but the compulsion to make it up to you somehow superseded his inherent shyness.

"Perhaps I could take you to a place of your choosing. Whenever your schedule allows for it..."

"That's not necessary at all! But... thank you for such a gracious offer. I'd be looking forward to it."

he was so excited he kept all his weekends free for the next two months, but pretend you didn't know that

[randoimago]

howdy there is it okay if could ask for ace attorney headcanons on how barok susato kazuma and naruhodo would react to finding out their s/o is biracial being mixed race of japanese and British/European parents/descent I feel like the reader kept it a secret from them at first because people can get quite discriminatory towards people of mixed races I just think the readers parents had a case of forbidden love

Fandom: Ace Attorney

Character(s): Barok van Zieks, Susato, Asogi Kazuma, Naruhodo

Note(s): I have had friends of mixed races that talked about quite a bit of discrimination they've met and it's really honestly really gross. I'm sorry that you went through that stuff and I hope these headcanons can offer some comfort.

Barok

Well, he's made some racial comments towards Naruhodo so I feel like when first meeting you, he did the same thing. But then he grew close to you and developed feelings and realized how his words might've impacted you in the beginning. You get apologies for that before he calls you "exotic", thinking it's a compliment to describe your attractiveness.

You'll have to tell him that no, it's also kind of offensive too. Honestly, there's probably a lot of terms that you'll have to have a talk with him about just because of the time period and also how he is. It's very much a learning process as he realizes how his words must have really hurt you and he didn't even know.

He ends up giving you loads of apologies. It's very much a learning process especially since you become his partner and he really doesn't want to do anything to upset or offend you.

If you let him, then he'd like to give you a long hug with many kisses to the top of your head as he murmurs apologies again and again. You can bet that he definitely becomes a huge protector of you after that too with glaring or bringing up ways he could get someone jailed for being rude to you.

Kazuma

He scoffs when he hears you're facing discrimination. The fact that people can be so awful to other people makes him sick.

If you allow him, then he'd pull you into his arms and let you know that he still cherishes you more than anything.

Naruhodo

He already has no issues with pointing out injustices and wouldn't hesitate to point out the racism that you're going through just because you're mixed.

Might argue with you a bit if you don't want him to make a big deal about it, but he'll eventually respect your wishes.

While he doesn't completely understand how difficult things must be for you, he does understand some of the racism.

He was met with quite a bit of it when he did go to Britian originally (honestly, he probably still comes across people that aren't so quiet and asks insensitive questions).

But if he does learn you've had a particularly bad experience one day then he'll gladly take you home and make you some tea.

He's very sweet with comforting you, giving you a small kiss to your temple and even offering you a massage if you want. He doesn't think he's the best at massages though so be ready to tell him if he's being a bit too hard.

Susato

At hearing your story and why you hide your race, she's very upset. Not at you, but at how awful you're treated just because you're not what society wants you to be.

Susato understands the racism as she got a bit of it when she traveled to England, but the fact that you've had it on both sides really annoys her. She'll gladly speak out about it to those that discriminate if you want her to.

And the fact that your parents had to most likely fight to be together to have you, well Susato wants to just toss someone because it's really annoying to know you're going through so much crap because of who you are.

Gladly reminds you that she loves and cares for you. Absolutely would love to hear about your experiences (the good ones) too because she wants to hear how things might've been different in your household compared to what she knows.

[lunawritesaa]

Kisses for Barok?

— • — • —

-> barok’s kisses tend to be more reserved. he doesn’t kiss you very often, but he pours his heart and soul into every one. it’s a very intimate gesture to him.

-> he truly does love to kiss you, though. intimacy isn't his strong suit since he closed himself off after what happened with his brother. however, over time, the gesture becomes more familiar to him.

-> with you, his softer side comes out. and the same is true for kissing. he may be a stoic man, but his kisses portray all the emotions he struggles to convey. they're loving, warm, and soft.

-> he tends to like forehead or back of the hand kisses. something small yet intimate enough to show his feelings for you. it becomes second nature for him to give you a quick kiss to the crown of your head when he's with you.

— • — • —

[nana1000night]

I can't stop thinking about this vampire prosecutor 🫠🫠

Although he's a black cat in official

I think he's a doberman actually

He's loyalty to his brother and his friends, he's actually soft and gentle towards ppl regardless his "don't near me" attitude.

So I always dream about he's actually soft and clingy doberman puppy towards his lover😭😭

Always wants to touch you.

He craves for your softness and all the plumps. This man is strong and solid like a perfect sculpture. His life is full of weapons, blood and cold.

Your shyness and softness attract him like a magnet. He couldn't stop to be more gentle when things comes to you.

He's flattered like a youth when you flash a smile to him.

Stay close to you even though he knew it's inappropriate.

He stiffs and can't think straight when your fingers brushed occasionally.

The courting ways he chooses are fancy and a lit bit clumsy.

Flowers and cakes means tea time in every weekend 😌😌

If you meet him in ball, he would be the last one sign in your dance card and make sure you two dance all night.

Shield you in night and escort you to home

Feel free to hide under his cape if you're cold.

The first time you ask him to cuddle?

He's delighted.

[aashipping]

Bad Cramps

This writer is in period amd she's in feral mind state, no beta read so get the fuck off if you don't like this post.

Barok x short chubby reader cause I say so. She has a nickname called Pumpkin.

Platonic Herlock/Reader if you aware that part.

Today's another trial day, the councils are the Reaper of Bailey and the great attorney from East country.

But your body decides to stab your back today.

Curling up in your bed, you don't want to move, don't want to do anything. But you want to hear those familiar voices of your friends.

The waves of sting feeling inside your lower belly and back and everywhere just triggered your unreasonable angry.

Suddenly, you got a new plan.

"Hello, this is Herlock Sholmes." The man said while you can hear the sounds around him.

"Herlock, are you in the Bailey now?"

"You sounds like you're weak or something, Miss Pumpkin. Do you need some help? And yes, I am going to see Mr. Reaper and Mr.Naruhodo's trial today."

You bite down your lip and take a deep breath so that you wouldn't yell at Herlock.

"Wonderful. Can you remain this open so I can listen too? I can't go there but I still want to listen to it. Please Herlock, O the great detective!"

Herlock doesn't say anything, but you can imagine he's raising his eyebrows with a confused and amused face right now.

"As you wish, my lady, but can I get the reason for why you can't come along? And I don't see Heather either."

You clear your throat, "She's with me since I kind of in sick. My back and belly hurt and I am bleeding regularly."

"You what?!"

"Don't be an idiots Herlock, the regular bleeding within women!"

"Oh."

You roll your eyes and turn to the other side.

"Alright, wish you feel better soon, Miss Pumpkin."

"Thanks."

Hearing Barok's voice always brings you peace.

It doesn't matter it's his crashing glass sound, his insults to the jurors, witness or the defence lawyer. You don't mind those harsh words right now.

His deep, rich and smooth voice is what you need at this moment.

You craved for his comfort words.

You craved for his warm touch or even hugs.

Of course, you know this is all your mind and fragil state tricking you. But you don't want to be reasonable for now.

You are bleeding, what would hurt more about dreaming?

To Noruhodo Ryunosuke, it's not his first time to see Lord van Zieks be annoyed and impatience.

But it's his first time to see that prosecutor be that gloomy and aggressive.

So far, Lord van Zieks broke 7 glasses and 2 bottles of wine, and one leg slam in the first three hours.

His death glares are cold enough to freeze the witness and defendant on the spot. Even Asogi and the judge could feel his stormy mood.

"I see Miss Heather isn't come today, does she feel sick or something, Lord van Zieks?"

The prosecutor cross his arms, his eyes are closed. Then he open them with a neutral face.

"Pray forgiveness for the discourtesy of unfocused in this trial, my Lord. I do be bothered by the reason she can't be here. But the true reason got me so impatient with, is the nonsense of my learned friiend."

Everyone could see your unusual aggressive, Lord van Zieks. And how could this be my fault......

"Be careful, Naruhodo. The enemy is awake now, time to bring it to a new possibility and find the truth." Asogi peeks at his lawyer friend and warned him.

"Oh, ugh, right! Thanks, Asogi."

In the break of twenty minutes, Mr.Sholmes sneak into the lounge.

"It's a bad weather today, don't you think, Mr. Naruhodo?" The detective says and smokes his pipe.

"If you mean the prosecutor, then yes it's worse than usual." Naruhodo slumps and has cold sweats.

"Heather isn't here, could that means that Miss Pumpkin is kind of in trouble or something such?" Asogi puts his fingers under his jaws.

"She's uncomfortable today, feels sick. So I let her my ears." Mr.Sholmes snaps his finger and takes out his phone device.

"We're adjourned for twenty minutes now so you can say hi to the boys, Miss Pumpkin."

"...Hello?"

Naruhodo and Susato cheers in excitement.

"Miss Pumpkin! Are you alright? Mr.Sholmes said......"

"Yeah I heard him, just a normal problem, don't worry about it. And you're doing so well so far, guys."

"But Lord van Zieks is so scary today, he's even scarier to Naruhodo-sama! I thought we'll be hung up or something when this trial has its end."

"Don't - Don't say that, Susato-san!"

"He's in that bad mood? Why? The witnesses or the jurors step on the death line or something?"

"I think the answer is more simpler, Miss Pumpkin." Asogi shakes his head.

"He's in the bad mood cycle like a black cat he is? Is that what you're saying about?"

"True but no."

"You confuse me."

When the baliff announced they need to move, you called Naruhodo's name.

"Naruhodo, I think the cake is a lie, you need to review your judicial records."

"The cake? Oh ugh I will, thanks Miss Pumpkin."

"Mr. Disanst, you said that you were going to a bakery, can you tell us why you were going to there?"

"Oh uhm... You know, my wife has a sweet tooth and she craves the sweet when she's in mood or having a bad pain monthly. So I buy her cake when she doesn't feel good."

Some audience in aww and compliant him.

Yet, Naruhodo found that there's no cake on the table in the photo.

And there's a butter knife on the cabinet, with a cup of tea.

"But it's weird, there's no cake in the photo, a butter knife and a cup of tea with a strong drug in it are set behind the door, right on the cabinet. Can you tell me why and who put them there?"

"Who knows? Maybe my wife? And I didn't eat cake with my wife you see. I was in the living room."

Naruhodo slams the table.

"Objection! I am afraid the cake is a lie, Mr.Disanst."

"You didn't in the living room, you were in the bedroom. You drugged your wife to put her into sleep, and you took this chance to strangle Miss Cassandra to death before you stabbed the butter knife into her chest and left your unconscious wife with the body."

"You-You have no evidence! This are all your imagination! Why would I kill Cassandra?"

"It's the letter and the cake, Mr.Disanst. You cheated on your wife with Miss Cassandra. She baked the cake and you poured the drug in the tea. You two were planning to kill your wife, but you accidentally found her secret, her betrayal with a backup plan to blackmail you. So you killed her, set your own wife up, so you could keep playing the victim role."

The case is dismissed, and Lord van Zieks seems to lost in his thoughts.

After the trial, he rushes to a famous bakery nearby the Court.

[hanafubukki]

Objection!

Lord Van Zieks: *Throws wine bottle at the wall*

Defense-Lawyer! Reader: Objection!

Lord Van Zieks: On what what grounds?

Defense-Lawyer!Reader: You’re wasting food and money!

Judge: They do have a point.

[lovehotelreservation]

long time lurker first time submitter! hope i’m doing this right _φ(･_･;A

“what? are you too tired from spending all day in court, old man? that’s fine, Kazuma and i can still have plenty of fun, right?” those were the last words to leave you as Barok decides to show you what a difference seniority can make as he punishes you with a mating press.

"Such a bold and shameless lack of grace."

Though his voice carried its usual warm husky timber, Barok's words carried bite while the mighty swing of his hips delivered punishing thrust after punishing thrust as he barreled his long, girthy cock in and out of your core.

"Those lips of yours have become far too carelessly loose, my dear. Perhaps I'll need to bring you with me to the Prosecutor's bench next time for you to remember just where your place exactly is.”

[kaijuboarcreations]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 大逆転裁判 | Dai Gyakuten Saiban | The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles (Video Games) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Barok van Zieks/Reader Characters: Barok van Zieks, Klimt van Zieks | Klint van Zieks, Original Characters Summary:

Gn!Reader has always had a nose for trouble despite their best intentions. Since they were kids, Barok has been along for the ride, though no amount of sticky situations has seemed to stifle his care for you. If anything it has brought you closer.

Tried my hand at my first reader insert fic. Hope my fellow Barok hopeless romantics enjoy it

[frickingnerd]

dating barok van zieks

pairing: barok van zieks x gn!reader

tags: wholesome fluff, established romantic relationship, angst (about van ziek's backstory / family + reader being endangered)

barok is a high ranking member of society, due to his job as a prosecutor, as well as him being a son of the van ziek's family

you won't be able to match up to his status and you will often be seen as someone who's below him by other people

however, barok doesn't care about status. at least he doesn't when it comes to dating you!

he knows you're not dating him for money or reputation. and he'll defend you whenever someone talks ill about you!

on top of his status in society, barok also wears the title of the reaper. he's feared by most, yet you know that he would never hurt anyone!

but since you're the lover of the reaper of the bailey, you often find yourself dragged into trouble, when assassins attempt to take your life

barok tries to keep you safe by only letting you go outside while he's around you, but even then he can't always protect you

barok isn't very affectionate, since he hates to let people know how much he cares about you. if they knew, that would only put you in more danger…

so barok only shows you affection when the two of you are truly alone!

[thesimpsbasement]

Request for Mod Betty! Can I ask for smau for Herlock, Kazuma, Barok, Ryuunosuke, Godot, Edgeworth, Klavier, Simon, and Phoenix react to gn s/o asking him if he wanted to try a new restaurant when he's free & they're going to treat him please?

Asking them to go to a new restaurant with you

•characters:Herlock,Kazuma,Barok,Ryuunosuke,Godot,Edgeworth,Klavier,Simon,Phoenix •warnings/tags: fluff,crack,established relationship

[yyxandere]

・✶ ｡ﾟ 𝐅𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄

[♡]ー ꒱・！CHARACTERS！:: BAROK VAN ZIEKS.

☆ - Art Credits: 中二的梧桐树

✧.* gender/pronouns ─ “You” pronouns

✩.* note ─ a drabble! I’m trying to write dribbles so I can slowly get back at making mediocre length fics!

“You can’t do this Barok!”

You’re such an idiot! A moron for even thinking that you have an upper hand in this argument but in Barok’s terms it is called a “civil conversation.”

His dark teal eyes stare at you calmly as he brings two chalices out of his desk his ears hear the beating of your heart such as the sound of wine pouring in his golden pattern glass chalice.

“My have you had a change of heart?…for you barged into my office asking for this meeting thinking you can go off your merry way after it? I don’t think so my beloved yearling.” Barok said as he put down the bottle and started sipping his wine casually while you stared at him like a predator.

“Barok..I beg of you..just let me go! I promise you, I would not tell anyone of my captivity till my dying last breath! I just..want to..”

Holding back tears as you try to remain calm and composed but the crack of your voice stomps on you’re last remaining pride. You are not gonna cry in front of him. He will see your tears and your despair. Your weak side will be shown in his sight. If only you know how long you have been waiting for something like this day to come…it took you months to find the courage to finally talk to him again. But now it comes right under your nose.

How you despise your fiancé.

The legal divorce papers on his desk are now on the chalice’s foot. Your signature is penned with black ink a desperate way of your freedom but you see it in his face scowling at the piece of paper as if its existence killed his dream. It truly insulted him but keeping his cool knowing that he already had the reins in this conversation and letting it flow.

“Why must you decline me like this..you agreed that you would be betrothed to me with full consent if only—you said and I quote. “Don’t use any of my political prowess or even any of my legal skills against your family.” Yes, I kept my end of the deal by not even letting them feel the power that I held but in the end, they are their person for it’s their fault for why they got arrested for murder.” Barok’s vocal range gets higher as he speaks while you stand there trying to keep your composure even when you hear your bones cracking from the pressure you're putting your hands on them, the grip is painful but you still try your best to contain yourself.

“But, Barok, please…”you manage to say, your head pounding as his voice doesn’t help you try to speak.

“Enough now [Name]! Can we cease this conversation? I kept my deal of bargain and you will do the same.” He got up from his chair and he picked up his chalice filled with wine.

Drip. Drip. Drip

Pouring the red wine in the middle of the divorce papers Barok’s eyes focused on destroying that thing. Its dripping sounds slowly slipping at the edge of his office table feels like your freedom slipping slowly, your breathing heavier like a criminal putting on chains, you see your doomed future in every single drop of the wine.

Your vision gets blurry as you clutch your head in pain. Barok’s steel boot make their way toward you as he picks the other chalice in his desk his gloved hands caressing your face for must be fate’s sick way of taunting your conscience.

“Now, calm down dear. You may trust my word when I say this with my entire being.” Barok is now behind you as he gently grips your chin and he puts the edge of the chalice against your lips and you can’t stop him because of your current hazed state.

The red sweet liquid fills your mouth as you swallow the liquid, the warm wine flows down your burning throat and settles at your stomach. His hand left the chalice and now it was resting beside your shoulders as he leaned closer whispering in your ear.

“Your love is only meant for me, call me names and may the world tear us apart but we belong to each other forever and the ring on your finger signifies it, my dear fiancé.”

[grayheadedleague]

a/n: first time writing for AA and no less for Barok! hope it's not too ooc AHAHA probably historically and linguistically inaccurate but anw

The shadow of a large, brooding man loomed over the intricate door of a quaint French-style coffeehouse near the Bailey. To the many customers, no sight was more contradictory to what seemed like a fine London morning. Some stared in awe, some in fright, while others stared in confusion and concern at how long he had been standing there.

Lord Barok van Zieks promised he'd visit your family's coffeehouse if he'd ever return to the world of law. That time was now, and so was the time to finally enter the establishment.

He scanned the workers with his usual misunderstood gaze. The bystanders assumed he was in a foul mood (perhaps because he had yet to have his coffee), but the few staff who he was familiar with knew exactly what was on his mind - perhaps even better than himself.

"Good morning, my Lord," one of the familiar workers greeted him. "Would you like to have your usual?"

The order had been placed and he had seated at a comfortable spot, but the foreboding in his heart remained - a seemingly odd reaction for someone who used to frequent this shop whether it was for business or personal meetings. Then again, all the doubts and fears he thought he crushed were rising up within him once again. He felt like a fool, sitting alone in the midst of tables full of chattering guests, all the more shaking his conviction to appear here in the first place.

"Here's your tea, my Lord."

The sweet and gentle scent wafting from the porcelain teacup instantly cut through his gloom. The memories of his university days, the time he met you and this coffeehouse, came rushing in with a single whiff. Who knew how powerful such a mellow scent could have? He could suddenly see you sitting right in front of him and hear your uncontrolled laughter. How much would you have changed within 5 years?

"My Lord," an older gentleman suddenly appeared and bowed slightly to him. It was your father.

Without a second thought, Barok returned an even deeper bow.

"Ah, how delightful it is to see you again! Y/N would have been just as elated."

"Are they not around?"

"No, not yet," your father replied. "They're to return in April from an overseas excursion." April?! That's two whole months from now...

The hearty laughter that suddenly resounded through the shop was embarrassing to say the least. "Well, time passes by quickly, doesn't it? No reason to fret, then."

He would have no reason to fret had the man before him been a little more prudent and a little less keen.

"No need to pay for your breakfast today. Consider it a homecoming present, if you will."

Homecoming... truly, he has come home. The world of law was his own; simply wearing the prosecutor's badge had brought life back to his weary soul. And although stepping into the halls of the Bailey meant stepping into the shadow of the Reaper once more, he was armed with a new-found determination to fight against the darkness.

Hopefully, all shall go well within the next few months...

[kobb4ni2]

@yyxandere SPEAKING: Sneak peak of what I'm doing right now! ALOT OF MY REQUEST WILL BE ON HOLD RIGHT NOW, because I've been planning this slowburn book for 1 year now, I'm also so dedicated that I even started reading the ORIGINAL Sherlock Holmes book AAA 😭😭‼️‼️