#julius novachrono x reader

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Hello I want to request for headcanons or fics whatever you're in the mood for with fue, nozel, nacht and Julius they wake up in the morning and see their s/o whos period spills onto their bed and she wakes up and is super embarrassed about it

If you're uncomfortable with the topic you don't have to write for it tho it's okay

Hello! No worries, I'm not uncomfortable with blood or periods ^^

This turned quite long, but hopefully you don't mind. The guys are worried about reader being alright, but do comfort the reader, all in their own ways. ^^

Pairings: Fuegoleon x f!reader, Nozel x f!reader, Nacht x f!reader, Julius x f!reader Fanfic type: Headcanons Genre: general/comforting Total length: ~2.1k Warnings: a lot of mentions and depictions of blood (since periods are a main topic of this), the guys being a little worried since blood spilling in the bed isn't common at all to them, but it's a kind of .. hurt-comfort I suppose

Fuegoleon

He has always been one to rise early. That is not to say that if he can spare the time, he doesn’t mind sleeping in, especially after you came a part of his life. And it was also this morning that he was the first to rise.

For a while he simply lied there, next to you and admired your sleeping form next to you. But he didn’t want to wake you up, so he thought that he might just as well get up and do a little morning exercising.

He pushed aside of the covers and sat up, but as he turned to take one more glance of you, he saw blood, under you, staining the covers.

His immediate thought was about you being alright. But you were breathing, and there weren’t signs of distress, which meant that it must’ve been your periods. And for a while he wondered if he should really wake you up, instead of having you lie on bloody sheets.

But as you begun shifting around, and woke up, little by little, he didn’t need to wonder about it.

He sat onto his side of the bed, and placed his hand onto your side, stroking you. “Good morning,” he wished with gentle syllables. “How are you feeling?”

You stretched and greeted him with a smile, but as your consciousness came through from dream lands, you realized that you were feeling a bit… sticky, and the sheets felt a bit wet. Which could mean a couple of things. That you had been sweating in your sleep, or…

So, you sat up, without a reply, and uncovered yourself, only to see bloody sheets, which is why you hastily pulled the covers back over you while staring down to your hands.

You couldn’t believe that your periods had come in early. Or was it really early? Had you just forgotten about where you were in the cycle? In any case you started doing the math in your head, while not daring to look at him. But still, you managed to mumble out a “I’m sorry…”

He placed his hand onto your shoulder, and, even without looking at him, you heard his tender tone. “It’s alright,” he told you. “Periods are a completely natural thing to have.”

Carefully your eyes started to lift from the sheets to him.

“Are you… in pain?” He inquired, telling you that the sheets were the least of his worries.

“A… little bit,” you admitted because the period pains were also creeping in on you.

He pulled you close, and assured you that it’d be alright. His right hand settled onto your lower stomach, and added a bit of warmth to soothe you. “It’ll be alright,” he repeated, and simply held you close, stroking you and focusing on being there for you.

And you… you did feel loved and cared for. For a moment you even forgot about the sheets, but it felt wonderful to know that there was no shame in showing him that you were on your periods.

Nozel

Light started to filter through the curtains to Nozel’s eyes, waking him up. And he knew that he should get up. Get to work. Complete tasks that were on the list for the day, but… the bed was warm. Soft… and most importantly, you were there.

So, he rolled over, and wrapped his arms around you, as much as he could while lying down, and snuggled close to you. But as he settled there, next to you, his hand brushed something… wet? Sticky? And as he ruffled the sheets, there was a faint scent of iron.

He felt his stomach twist, and his heart begun racing, which made him wide awake. But as soon as he was, awake, eyes open. He tried to reason to himself.

No one could have gotten in. And hurt you. So it must’ve been something else.

Regardless, he sat up, and tried to inspect if anything seemed amiss.  And as he pulled his hand away from under the covers, there were red stains covering his skin, which caused him to promptly pull aside the blanket to see the sheets under you stained with blood.

You awoke to the sudden movement, and looked at him with a frown, as he looked under you.

Your eyes followed his gaze and saw the stains as well, filling your mind with questions about if you were supposed to have your periods already. But the questions only crossed your mind for a fraction of a second, as embarrassment took its place, making your cheeks feel warm.

“I’m-, sorry,” you apologized not daring to meet his gaze, as you were afraid that he’d say something… something less than pleasant about it. Or perhaps would wish to have separate beds from now on, so that he wouldn’t have to worry about waking up in a pool of blood.

But instead, he took your hand and looked at you. His lips were parted, as if he was thinking about what to say. And he continued to think for quite a while, until he frowned at his own ability to say The Right thing, if there was such.

Then he closed his mouth, only to open it up again as his eyes averted. “If you wish, we can… go wash up as the servants change the sheets,” he stated. “And we’ll… find a solution.”

“I’m… sorry,” you apologized again, while looking down again.

“It’s not your fault,” he interjected. “It was unexpected,” he continued while giving your hand a squeeze, which gave you the reassurance you needed to look at him.

His cheeks were tinted with a hint of red, and his eyes were still to the side.

He wasn’t trying to guilt you, but instead he was trying to solve it. Solve the situation where you were still sitting on bloody sheets, while circling around commenting on the state of the linen.

But most importantly, he wasn’t trying to blame you.

“I’m certain it’s unpleasant to wake up in… such a state,” he said. “So, if you wish, we can-, freshen up.” He meant well. And honestly, it wasn’t fun to sit there, feeling the sticky, drying period blood on you, along with the creeping period pain.

“Let’s do that,” you finally admitted with soft syllables, with which he lead you, still holding you by the hand, to the wash room. He made sure you had the softest towels, and that the water was warm enough, before telling the servants to change the sheets.

Nacht

Nacht usually wakes up quite early. That is if he has fallen asleep in the first place, since he is quite a bit of a night owl. Though he might prefer “creature of the night”, if he had to choose, not that he necessarily would take kindly being called either by anyone aside of you, because from you it comes with love.

However, this morning, he was up, walking around with a book in hand instead of sitting down to read it, as he passed by the bed where you were still sleeping.

You rolled over in your sleep, pushing aside a lot of the covers as you did so, which revealed a large crimson stain under you, which made Nacht stop.

There was a passing, split second of pain in him for seeing so much blood under you. But he is able to keep himself calm, and collected, because this must simply be your periods. After all, you were moving around and breathing with no sounds of distress, so it was something natural. And periods were by far the most common explanation.

But there was still something so unsightly in the idea of you having to lay in, essentially, a pool of blood. It must’ve been rather uncomfortable.

So, he sat down to the edge of the bed, and gently shook you awake.

“Good morning,” he wished with a gentle tone of voice, to which you replied with a sleepy tone of your own.

But as you regained your consciousness from the dreamlands where you had ventured in your sleep, you begun to feel… something sticky? Wet and… less than nice?

You tried to prop yourself up and as you did, you looked at your hand which was now covered in a thin layer of blood, which was when it dawned on you: the bed was stained from your periods.

You averted your gaze, still looking down to the sheets and apologized. It’d be a pain to get the stains out of the sheets, not to mention the mattress. And you didn’t want to be a burden on him.

But after the apology had flowed out from you, he asked: “Why are you apologizing?”

You looked at him, and there was that smiling expression, but in his smile, you could see a faint frown. Because he didn’t really understand why you needed to apologize for something that you had no control over.

“Because… I stained the sheets…” you replied.

“It was an accident, of which you have no control over. But we can get around it by tracking your cycle in a calendar and taking precautions,” he stated, trying to find a solution.

You nodded, because it did sound sensible. And he was solution oriented to a lot of things, but that didn’t really help with your emotions right there and then.

“We will manage,” he still continued, and took a hold of your hand, while pulling you close. His left hand settled to your head, and pressed it against his chest, as his right held you from the waist.

He might not have been the best at offering words of comfort, but he wanted you to know that he was there for you when you needed it. And he always would be.

Julius

If he can, he likes to sleep as late as possible. That is if he doesn’t have a plan on going anywhere, aside of work.

And thus, in his sleep, he rolled over and snuggled close to you, smiling widely. Because… why wouldn’t he? He was right there, with the love of his life, in a warm, soft bed without a care in the world. If he didn’t count Marx bugging him about paperwork, which wasn’t really a care in itself either, since there was a point in doing the work. A very valid point at that.

But for now, he simply wished to snuggle next to you for a few more minutes, so he pulled you closer, reached a little further around you and there was… dampness? Stickiness? But it didn’t feel like anything he was necessarily familiar wi-

Then it dawned on him. It felt a lot like blood. But you were sleeping blissfully in his arms. He could feel your chest rising and falling, and there were no signs of uneasiness.

He propped himself up, nudging you unintentionally in the process, which caused your eyes to flicker open.

“Good morning,” you smiled to him as you were coming to from the sleep.

“Good morning,” he wished back. “How are you feeling?”

You hummed for a while, then realizing that there was something… something damp and it… wasn’t quite sweat, because sweat wasn’t this sticky and… You got up, and reached under you, only to pull your bloodied hand back and look at it.

You could have prepared to this, or that was what you thought to yourself. You could have been counting days there was to your periods. Though there was sometimes bound to be some variation, and considering everything that had been going on lately and-

“Are you in pain?” He asked, waking you from the train of your thoughts.

“I’m sorry… for staining the sheets,” you replied, not really answering to his question.

He blinked for a moment, before letting out a laugh. “We can always get more sheets,” he smiled to you while pulling you closer. “There’s nothing to worry about,” he assured you.

You turned to look at him, the best you could, and quite simply looked at him. And he just smiled in return.

He smiled that bright reassuring smile of his that made you think that everything would be alright in the world, no matter what. He wasn’t mad, or upset with you. To him it was simply a part of life.

And you could always get more sheets.

[thecuriousquest]

Yan!Julius who literally puts you in time out over anything.

[kleftiko]

❦ TITS, ASS, OR THIGHS?

cw: mature, fem!reader

MHA VERSION | JJK VERSION

—yami

you CANNOT convince me that this man doesn’t just SCREAM ‘ass.’ handfuls, too. and the smacks that he subjects you to. he may be an oblivious man, but he has 20/20 ass vision. he’ll hold you up against the wall just to massage your ass in his hands.

—nozel

i can’t decide if he’s a tits or thighs guy. my thoughts: straddle his lap so your thighs can wrap around his waist and he can suffocate himself in your tits. best of both worlds. and make sure no one disturbs him during this time, he’s dead to the world.

—william

tits and is shy about it. sometimes you’re talking to him and his eyes just drift down to your chest and he starts daydreaming of just shoving his face in there and motorboating (gets sooooo red if you catch him). loves when you hold him cause he can just bury himself in your tits.

—julius

this fashion icon loves thighs as his favourite ear muffs. i think he’s a little masochistic so snap his neck with them and he will thank you. wear skirts or short shorts so he can just shamelessly stare at you. will subconsciously just move his hand between your thighs to touch the plush lol.

[kyokutsu-sama]

Headcanons

"What is it like living with them?"- Captain x f!reader

A/n: I'm at my creative peak for the Black Clover fandom and I have a lot of drafts to post here about it. I hope I can post some more this week.

Tw: slightly suggestive

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Yami :

Living with the captain of the black bulls is like a complete married life, with children included (in this case they are his squad members) You won't have a minute of peace because he'll always be teasing you here and there and he won't have peace either because the brats always call him to train and when he doesn't, it's Julius who's calling him on a mission again. He, in turn, can't wait to get back to HQ to be with you. Yes, he loves to see you opening your arms to welcome him back. He will ask you to bring him toilet paper in case Asta forgets to put a new roll in the bathroom. You're the only one he lets into the bathroom when he's there. Needless to say, he will kill the poor boy for forgetting about it. The squad members see you as a motherly figure and whenever the captain tries to slice one of them, they run away and hide behind you and you always defend them. Yami doesn't like to get into trouble when you're around and he quickly changes his personality to someone calmer. He likes to go out with you to drink and gamble, he teaches you a lot about card games. In relation to drinking, if you are resistant to alcohol this only brings advantages as he likes someone who can accompany him when drinking. There will be many nights when you wake up on the living room floor after a night of drinking. You almost don't argue because he doesn't like doing it and often prefers to say that you're right just so there isn't a big fuss between you both. Still regarding arguments, this man also has his bad days so if it's something superficial where you're just making a film, he picks you up and takes you to the bedroom to solve the problem. You can be sure that you will forget the reason for the argument. If you want this man's attention, take the cigarette from his lips or hide the pack. You can also steal his sword. He teaches you how to fight with it but don't you dare break his beautiful sword. He's going to have a heart attack (we all know that he has a little fragile heart🤏🤭) just thinking about having to pay for a new one without even having paid for the previous one.

Julius :

Apart from the part where he has to be away for a long time because he is the wizard king, everything is perfect. It turns out that most of the time you have to walk behind him so he doesn't torment someone random because of their magic. Yes, he lets go of your hand in the middle of a walk to see magic. He starts sneaking out of the office more often than before just to be with you. He loves you and it's hard for him to be away from you. In his free time, he takes you for walks, holding your hand and visiting different places. It is worth remembering that he will often have to use magic to change his appearance since if he appears as a wizard king among people he will quickly attract their attention to him. You'll also have to get used to the fact that he always arrives late because of the amount of paperwork he had to sign. He's always teasing you and it only get worse if you're not paying attention. Please, this man needs attention. Of course he also likes to make you laugh if you're sad. You are his queen and like a good king, he needs to take care of his wife. He always makes a point of having meals with you since it's one of the few times you're together. And if he comes home early from work and you're waiting for him, you have long conversations about everything and everyone before bed. (This man loves gossip and tea and no one can convince me otherwise🤭)

As you are the wife of the wizard king, you are greatly adored and respected by the people and when you accompany him to a ceremony in the castle, there will be many eyes on you. If you are not a member of royalty and those looks are disdainful towards you, he will hold your hand and like to show everyone that you are an incredible person and that he is very proud of you.

Fuegoleon :

Living with this man is a dream. He's the husband material and is always kind to you and always tries to meet all of your needs. He spends most of the day busy either in the office or training his magic knights, so if you want to go there, feel free, he loves your visits. You know you've won in life when you're his brothers' protégé. Leopold loves you and calls you to train or do something else. He adores you for being who you are and for taking care of his brother. As for Mereoleona (How I love this woman😫), she easily drags you to the hot springs to talk to you. She may seem harsh about everything but I assure you that she cares about you. Proof of this? She always asks if your brother has taken good care of you and if not, she'll kill him for that, even if the poor guy would never be able to neglect you. I'm not even talking about the part where every time she comes home after being away for months, she always asks you if you're already carrying her nephew. Yes, she is waiting for this and don't make this woman wait. If he has free time, he will look for you so that you can both go out somewhere, be it for a walk or to eat. He also trusts you enough to tell you if something isn't going well at work even if he prefers not to because he doesn't want you to worry. He is very selfless and he doesn't want this to bother you in any way, even if you assure him that this doesn't happen. Just like Julius, if he comes home early, he will immediately look for you. You two also talk a lot about different subjects and besides, he likes to hear your points of view too. There are also frequent cuddle sessions before bed.

[taelqn]

SPLIT OBSESSION…

WARNINGS: SFW + GENDER NEUTRAL READER + HEADCANONS + MANIPULATION (MOSTLY LUCIUS’S PART) + YANDERE THEMES + OVERALL? PRETTY TOXIC

CHARACTERS: Yandere!Julius Novachrono + Yandere!Lucius Zogratis

☘︎ “Time itself bends to my will, but my heart bends only to you.”

Julius's devotion to you knows no bounds—he sees you as a divine blessing, a gift bestowed on him from the heavens to complement his role as an exceptional Wizard King. His infatuation with you is unwavering, and he always finds a way to be by your side, metaphorically if not physically, as if he can't bear to be apart from you even for a moment.

Wherever you go, he goes.

Yes, he’s the Wizard King. Yes, he’s got all the power. Yes, he’s aware of what he can do. But he’d rather follow you around and learn along the way. He wants to know more about you—mind, body, and soul. How long does it take for you to finish your breakfast? What color are your eyes in the sunlight? What types of dreams do you have? What secrets do you keep hidden in the depths of your soul? How delicate is the skin on your neck? How does your voice sound when you're half asleep?

Do you know what this means? This means that you have little to no privacy when it comes to Julius. Do you know that audio that goes like, “This is Bob. Bob loves his personal space. This is Larry. Larry also loves Bob’s personal space.” You could say that the audio describes your relationship with Julius, with you being Bob and Larry being Julius. He’s always going to have either an arm resting on your hip or a hand gently yet firmly holding yours—he’s literally never going to get off you. The man is looming over you 24/7.

You can complain however much you’d like, but you’re never going to get him off of you. And yes, he will be hurt by your complaints, depending on how severe they are, of course. For instance, if you were to start complaining about him being too possessive, he'd respond, “I only want to protect what's most precious to me. Please, let me protect you. Is that too much to ask for?” Without even knowing it, he’ll give you puppy eyes while saying this.

And do not, under any circumstances, try to make him out to be the bad guy. He’s literally the Clover Kingdom’s most beloved, the Wizard King himself—do you have any idea how delusional you look and sound trying to convince others that Julius is a lovesick freak? Should you find yourself alone with Julius after such accusations, the consequences may not be favorable.

Don’t worry, the consequences won’t be too extreme—depending on how you take it, at least. It’s more mental than physical. No matter how much you rebel against him and his overwhelming love for you, he’ll never physically harm you. No, no, that’s a huge no for him. Instead, he’ll employ his Restraining Magic as a consequence, with the duration depending on the severity of your actions. That's the extent of his disciplinary measures—he believes in maintaining order with a gentle but firm hand. Thats it. That’s the farthest he’ll ever go when it comes to choosing what the consequences of your actions will be.

Did I mention that Julius's presence ensures you'll never know pain again? As I mentioned before, he's constantly by your side, holding you in some way. However, even when he's not physically with you, it's highly likely that he's nearby, using his Transformation Magic to disguise himself as someone else. While he once dedicated his time to exploring new magic, now much of it is spent keeping a watchful eye on you. If you find yourself in harm's way, whether you notice it or not, Julius will subtly intervene to ensure your safety—his actions designed to protect you without drawing attention to himself.

Julius isn't one to revel in manipulation, especially when it comes to you, his cherished darling. While his possessiveness may be apparent in private moments between the two of you, he doesn't derive any satisfaction from playing with people's emotions, least of all yours. However, there are times when he may inadvertently manipulate you, almost instinctively, without even realizing it.

Julius may have fleeting moments of self-awareness regarding his obsession with you, but he quickly dismisses them, convinced that his actions are justified by his profound love for you. In his mind, he sees himself as the hero of your love story, driven by the noble intention of protecting you and ensuring that you end up with the right man—himself.

♤ “I'll mold you into the perfect partner for our new era.”

To Lucius, you represent the pinnacle of humanity's potential—an embodiment of his vision for the perfect human. He firmly believes that you're not just an individual but a vessel for his plan, a canvas upon which he can paint his vision of greatness. It's a perspective that highlights his obsession with you, driving him to pursue his goal of remaking humanity with relentless determination.

Wherever he goes, you go.

Unlike Julius, who prefers having himself glued to you, it’s the opposite with Lucius—he’d have you glued to him. The unsettling part is that you might not even realize it until you're deep in the throes of despair, at the lowest point life can offer. Should you choose to submit to him, everything will seemingly be fine. However, if you dare to resist, Lucius will leisurely dismantle every aspect of your life, piece by piece, until you find yourself running back to him, consumed by despair and longing for the stability he offers. It's a dark and twisted game he plays, manipulating circumstances to ensure that the only solace you find is in his arms.

Speaking of manipulating, this man can be a monster when it comes to manipulating you. He sometimes uses it as both a consequence for you and for his own amusement. When it's for entertainment, he won't be too harsh—after all, it's just for his own enjoyment, seeking a reaction from you. However, when manipulation is a consequence, he employs a charming yet sinister approach that makes it seem like it's your fault. His manipulation can be a form of punishment disguised as charm, making you question yourself in the process.

Lucius's penetrating gaze leaves no room for complaints, instantly grounding you in reality and highlighting his superiority. Even if you possess qualities that could challenge him, like strength or power, Lucius effortlessly strips you of them, akin to a parent swiftly removing a hazardous object from a child's hands. Yeah, the man literally humbles you and puts you in your place. Faced with his formidable presence, you realize the futility of opposing him—a battle you would undoubtedly lose.

Lucius's approach to consequences veers away from physical harm, instead favoring mind-breaking tactics that aim to leave you in a state of despair. The most he might do in terms of physical harm is use a firm, tight grip to elicit a reaction from you. However, his preferred method is isolation—a deliberate strategy intended to break down your mind and wear out your spirit. Through prolonged isolation, he hopes to instill a sense of dependency, gradually chipping away at your will until you come to realize that you need him—a chilling and calculated approach designed to ensure that your thoughts and desires align with his own.

In my very first post, I mentioned how Lucius is powerful and influential, capable of sending a few clones to keep an eye on you, and also capable of seeing into various timelines, using it as foresight to protect you. This all still remains true, with some nuances. Naturally, he goes to great lengths to ensure your safety. However, he also closely monitors your behavior, making sure you're always on your best behavior—meaning no attempts to defy him, escape, or, worst of all, run into another man's arms.

Lucius enjoys using his magic attributes to intimidate you, sometimes even using them as warnings. In your close relationships with siblings, friends, or anyone else, he might "jokingly" mention how he could use his Soul Magic on them. The ambiguity of his words leaves you uncertain whether he's joking or not, but out of fear, you refrain from asking him directly. You can't shake the feeling that one day he might just nod with that smug smirk of his, as if there's nothing wrong with his ominous remarks.

No matter how hard you try to paint him as lovesick, Lucius remains unfazed. In fact, he finds it amusing how you attempt to cast him as the obsessive one, as he knows fully well that he can easily turn the tables. He's confident that you'll eventually be the one running back to him as if you were the obsessive one all along, and if you don’t, he’ll make you. And if anyone dares to confront him about it, he couldn't care less. He's the one in control, deciding what he wants and what happens to you, and who's going to challenge his authority?

Once Lucius achieves his goal of transforming everyone into their "true" forms and ascends as the Final Wizard King, you'll find yourself entwined in his plans. Whether you're a willing participant or not, he envisions you ruling by his side. It's a future where resistance seems futile and where your choices may be limited to compliance or defiance. In essence, you’re screwed.

While writing for Lucius’s part, I just got the amazing idea of writing Lucius with a s/o with anti-magic…🙂‍↕️ maybe, who knows. I think I need to write more for Zenon, Dante, and Vanica.

[kurooblossom]

First Kiss + Black Clover

♡ Characters: Charlotte Roselei, Julius Novachrono, Rill Boismortier, Yami Sukehiro

♡ Warnings: Alcohol (Charlotte, Yami), established relationships (various types), fluff, gn!reader, ooc-ness probably, slightly suggestive (Julius)

♡ A/N: I really felt the effects of my writer’s block on this one, especially after Charlotte’s part.💀 If anyone wants a part 2 with the rest of the Captains let me know. If there is enough interest I’ll write it. 

♡ Taglist

♕ CHARLOTTE

You would have to be the one to initiate the kiss. As much as Charlotte would want to kiss you, she would overthink your possible reaction, so much so that she just wouldn’t in the end. Assuming that you were not interested in her like that, convincing herself that any flirting you had done were merely friendly banter.

It’s at the end of a long day when you decide to kiss her. You’ve both had a pint or two of alcohol. Charlotte’s flushed cheeks are so cute and you’ve been crushing on her for awhile. She looked too irresistible to pass up.

With a little help of liquid courage, you shoot your shot, prepared for the consequences of your actions if she doesn’t reciprocate.

Slipping their hand behind her head, Y/N pulled the Blue Rose Captain in towards them and pressed their lips to hers. The whole time, their grip on her is loose enough for her to reject them at any time. However, the rejection never comes. A small smile makes it way to Y/N’s lips when they begin to feel her lips move against theirs, her body relaxing into their grasp after the initial shock wears off.

Eventually, the time came to when they begrudgingly needed air. Y/N pecked Charlotte’s lips one last time before pulling away, their hand retreating from Charlotte’s form. The skin on her neck now cold from the lack of warmth Y/N radiated. Bashfully, the Blue Rose’s Captain turned away, hiding her crimson face. Y/N giggled at the gesture, Charlotte’s bashfulness was incredibly adorable like always.

“Does this mean you feel the same, Captain?” Y/N asked, their smile growing.

When the Captain didn’t respond, only small little noises of embarrassment coming from her, Y/N silently pulled one of her hands away from her face and slipped their hand into hers.

♕ JULIUS

Getting the courage to kiss the Wizard King on the cheek, you would kiss him first. Julius, however, wouldn’t let you get away with just a cheek kiss. Being naturally a bit mischievous, he takes this opportunity to confirm his suspicions about you.

He slipped his arms around you when you lean in, on your tiptoes, and placed his hands on your lower back. He noticed the way your cheeks slightly darken underneath his touch, but you seemingly ignore it, committing to your kiss.

Your lips briefly contact his cheek before you attempt to run away. His hand on your back keeps you from any true attempt at running though, wrapping his arm around your figure. His grip, however, still loose enough to where you could truly reject him if you wished.

Julius’ other hand slipped behind their neck and guided them to his lips. Y/N gasped against his lips, eyes widening as they fell into his chest. He chuckled against their lips, feeling them melt into his touch.

“That’s more like it,” Julius murmured teasingly, lips brushing against Y/N’s. “No need to be shy.”

“Shut up,” they whined, cheeks darkening even more.

The Wizard King chuckled, pecking their cute pouty lips. As he pulled away, Y/N chased after him, and he gladly allowed them to rejoin their lips. His hands settle on their lower torso and began to explore the unfamiliar area, memorizing their body with his fingers. Only parting again once more when the two heard Marx’s voice from the corridor. 

“We’ll continue this later,” he whispered, pecking their lips once more before pulling away.

♕ RILL

Honestly, this could go either way. It’s just a matter of whoever gets the courage to kiss whom first. 

One of the times when Rill is just being adorably enthusiastic, the urge to kiss him overwhelmed you and you acted on it. Taking his bigger hand into yours, you caught his attention, and pulled him in closer towards you.

Rill’s eyes widen as you pull him in, other hand going to his cheek as you close the distance between the two of you. 

Rill’s cheeks heat up underneath Y/N’s fingertips, his free hand naturally went to their waist. While the kiss is short, no more than a few seconds, it feels like forever as the reality of the situation hit Y/N. Quickly, they pulled away and an unintelligible string of apologies left their lips. Their panicked apology, however, stop when the Captain’s laugh graced their ears.

“Huh?”

Their face was painted in confusion, laughter not being the expected reaction to their kiss.

“I thought I would never get to do this with you,” he admitted, a soft smile appearing on his lips. “I’m so happy.”

“Oh.” Y/N chuckled, their body relaxing at his confession. 

The Aqua Deer Captain’s cheeks darkened, growing shyer as seconds passed as he lingered in his thoughts. His fingers nervously played with the hem of their shirt, hand still remaining on their waist. 

“What is it?” Y/N asked, brows furrowed. 

The young Captain avoided their gaze as he spoke, eyes lingering on the ground behind them.

“C-Can I k-kiss you… again?” He asked bashfully. 

♕ YAMI

The Black Bull’s Captain is the one to kiss you. The two of you go out for some drinks after a long and hard mission, celebrating with your squads on the joint success.

Several hours and pints of alcohol deep, all cares are gone, with the alcohol loosening you two up. Years worth of buried feelings slowly coming to the surface as the intoxicating liquid took over. Your darkened cheeks, disheveled hair, and slightly parted plump lips all too tempting for the Black Bull Captain.

Yami’s arm that laid across the back of the booth seat in the corner of the pub fell down onto your shoulders, and brought you in close to his broad chest. With his free hand, he grabbed your chin and tilted your face upwards. His grip on you loose enough to allow you to move away if you truly wanted to. 

Y/N hummed against his sake-tasting lips, melting into his touch immediately. Maybe it was the alcohol talking or something else, but his lips on theirs felt natural. His lips were warm and soft, the opposite of his normal demeanor. The captain smirked against their lips as they deepened the kiss, hands grabbing at his shirt, desperately wanting to be closer to him.

“Captain!” Asta hollered from across the room, desperately looking for the Captain.

Yami groaned, begrudgingly breaking the kiss. His head fell onto their shoulder, nuzzling his face into their neck. Yami’s large hand fell to their thighs and tiredly began to rub circles onto their skin.  

“Want to take this somewhere more private?” He mumbled after a moment.

“Shouldn’t you go see what he wants?” Y/N asked, brows furrowed.

“He can wait.”

Getting up, Yami pecked their lips before standing with an outstretched hand. Y/N accepted his gesture, slipping their hand into his. The Captain intertwined his fingers with theirs as they left, weaving in and out of the crowd with his thumb mindlessly rubbing over theirs.

[chihoshisai]

Tenderness and Warmth

Fandom : Black Clover / Pairing : You x Julius / Genre : (imo its mild but it depends on the person) smut and fluff, lighthearted / Other : if you prefer reading it on ao3 it's also there

Summary : After a long day of mutual pinning, You and Julius can finally secretly let it loose once night has fallen and most of his duties are over. Each night brings about a new compliment on his part followed by another shower of physical affection.

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“Your hair is so long!”

Julius sat by your side. One of his favorite things to do after a long day of work and some intimate lovemaking was to compliment you. Each night, he managed to shine light upon a different feature of yourself, which made the feelings you felt for him bloom even more. He never ran out of ideas and most importantly never pointed out the same perfection twice in one night. During the day, he would compliment your overall beauty or say that your current attire suited you well, but at night – as you laid bare before him – he would never resort to such superficial claims. 

“They are soft and fair. You must take good care of them,” he said, stroking the waist long hairs. 

“Don’t even get me started on my haircare routine,” you said with a smile.

“Do share!” Julius said eagerly. The secret was good genes and in fact you didn’t do anything special but use shampoo and conditioner. Afraid of disappointing Julius, you put a finger to your lips, indicating they were sealed and he gave you a pout. 

“They are too beautiful for you to let them be everyday.” Julius began. 

You stared down at the slightly disheveled hairs who shielded your nipples from being shown. You never bothered to style them let alone worry about how they looked. 

“Braids would enhance their beauty!” he finished, before taking a part and making a poor attempt at putting together a braid. You scoffed at his struggle and gently put your hands on his to part them. You took back the part of your hair which Julius was holding and showed him the motions.

“I see! So that’s how it’s done! How fascinating!” he beamed. Whenever he shocastes his – childish – enthusiasm, you couldn’t help but be reminded of a golden retriever wagging its tail. Julius Novachrone, the Wizard King with a hobby of sneaking off of work to discover new magic was now showing eagerness at the idea of learning how to do a braid, all while wearing nothing but his underwear. Who would have thought? You handed him the braid you started and his excitement and contagious smile spread to you. He treated the hair with so much unfamiliarity, the braid wound up loose and undid itself.     

“Oh,” he frowned.

“Do it again,” you encouraged him.

He did it once more and this time, tied it with a ribbon he fetched, seemingly satisfied with himself. A waist length braid now descended from the right side of your neck and down to the bedsheets. 

“I knew it!” Braids do enhance the overall look of your hair.” he said. 

You stroked it, as ideas of hairstyles raced through your mind. You made a mental note to call upon your maid in order to help you out the next morning. The thought of Julius’ reaction made you bite your lips who threatened to let escape a snort. 

“Do you not like it?”

You snapped back to reality and shook your head fervently. “No that’s not it. I love it.” Julius’ heart sunken face made you cup his cheeks, “I’m honored you made it for me. It’s not everyday someone gets to have their hair braided by the Wizard King.” You gave him a sneer, and he scoffed, amused by your words. “Do you believe me now?”

“Under normal circumstances yes, but I am not here as the Wizard King,” he added with a playful look in his eyes. 

“Do you not believe me Julius?” you stroked his cheeks. “I love it, I love everything you do for me, to me. I love you.” You saw his face flush, as you gave his lips a light peck. 

“I believe you now,” he wrapped his hands around your waist, “and I too, love you very much.” 

He returned the peck tenfold. Pressing his lips against yours with fervent motions, only parting to allow you both some air, before leaning back in again. It was already past midnight, and you knew there was no stopping him until he was sure that you were satisfied. The usual round two involved some lighter, delicate intimacy after the longing and mutual pining from a long day of work unfolded as soon as you both reached the bedroom. You slid a hand from his cheek to grab his neck, and the other down to his chest. With great motions, you guided the kiss until you moved to your desired position. As you sat on his lap, allowing one hand to run rampant on his upper body – grazing, scratching, clutching and sinking your nails into his well-built muscles – feeling his hard finger grip the fat of the back of your lower body. To his brief dismay, you parted from the kiss to instead direct your lips to the surface of his neck, both of your hands now resting upon his chest. Julius buried his face on the top of your head, and the sensation of his raspy breath sent a turmoil of butterflies in your stomach. 

“I don’t recall telling you how good they smell,” he said in a whispering voice. You smiled in his neck and grazed your nose upon it’s outline. 

“No, but I do appreciate the compliment. You couldn’t have picked a better moment to mention it,” you teased. 

He brought his hands to your face, lifting it up and pushing back your hair with his fingertips, your cheeks now in his palms. He stared down at you with a forced serious expression that hinted at amusement. “Are you saying I should have kept quiet about it?” he said. 

You gave him a patronizing mock of a smile, “you tell me. As a citizen of the Clover Kingdom, I would never dare tell Julius Novachrono what he can and can’t do.”

“You’re such a tease!” he exclaimed. He gave you a loud peck on the forehead, which caused you to chuckle, before he went and closed the distance between his lips and yours. 

He moved you down to your back, effortlessly removing his underwear while he was at it. His lips found your collarbone, showering it with kisses, as your hands ruffled his blond hair and ran through his back. A groan of pleasure escaped you – his fingers had found your vulva and were manipulating it with dexterity and experience. The familiar sensation sent quivers up your abdomen, as your cunt responded in pleasure, wetting his finger with warm liquids. 

“Julius,” you whimpered. Each moan brought about an increase  of movements on his part – one finger playing with your clitoris in clockwise motions whilst the remaining fingers went in and out of yourself, occasionally caressing it’s outer region.

“Say my name once more,” he said. You did as you were told, moaning in between each syllable, as you knew he liked. Clasping your legs around his body, you grabbed his head and directed it towards yourself.

“Kisses,” you demanded. A rain of pecks descended upon your face’s feature before your lips – the final stop – were rewarded. He slumped on you – making sure his full body weight didn’t hinder you – and took your hands, intertwining his fingers in yours. His body heat mingled with yours, whilst you faintly moved yours rhythmically under his. Julius let go of your left hand for a moment, before reuniting both hands back. You felt the inside of your already loosened cunt welcome him back inside for the second time of the night. Your thighs and stomach ebbed with thrill upon the familiar yet still enjoyable thrusting movements of Julius, as he matched his rhythm to yours. You could feel your eyes – tightly shut – roll to the back of your head, as his hips moved his cock slowly inside you. Julius’ lips parted with yours and found your left ears. He breasted deeply in and out from both nose and mouth, surrendering himself to your moans.,  before he bit the edge of your ear and nimbled it. This was it. You felt your body reach its climax as you gripped his hands tighter. He gave you a peck on the temple before sliding his cock out, and descending down on you to swallow the now done exploding orgasm. He didn’t waste this opportunity to lick your clitoris and let his tongue add pleasure to your sweet spots – cursing you to grip his hair tight and your toe to curl on the bed sheets. He stopped only when he heard your moans to raspy breathings. He smiled, as you released him, parting your arms to allow him to nestle in them. 

“You devil,” you teased. “Eating me out right after I come. You should do it more often.”

He chuckled, “I am no devil, but I can certainly do the latter again tomorrow.” He positioned himself on his elbows to look at you, “But didn’t you say earlier that you are in no place to tell me what I can and can’t do?” He stared at you, with his lips curled in a smile and his eyes sneering.

“Julius! Do not bring sex conversations outside of sex.”

“Oh but we are very much still in bed and not done,” he said, and gave you another round of kisses, combined with laughing. You had to beg him to stop otherwise neither of you would get some sleep and god forbids the Wizard King of ever being tired. 

The next day, you woke up to an empty bed as usual – no traces of Julius being there last night were left, as being in a public relationship would prove to be a weakness for him. You called upon your maid and tasked her with braiding your hair, prior to going on about your day, already anticipating the tension and discreet kisses from the interactions you would get with Julius, as Marx’s personal aid.  

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A/N : this was an attempt at writting smut. it may not be perfect as i'm still learning but constructive criticism and opinions are most welcome :)

[nakunakunomi]

This drabble is part of my summer celebration collection! Prompt: Water Characters featured: Julius (Black Clover), 2nd person GN Reader Requested by: @sir-sol [a/n]: I am pretty sure that this is not the plot I had originally planned but I kind of ended up liking this. Hope you do too!

It was a beautiful summer day, and Julius was locked inside his office, working hard. It’d be a surprise to everyone surrounding him, but you knew the truth: he was technically not sitting and working there voluntarily, but it was Marx who had finally put his foot down and made sure he did his work instead of strolling around the kingdom in disguise. 

You kind of felt bad, mostly because you were actually planning on joining him for one of his strolls, as it was an exceptionally beautiful day. But you did understand Marx and his reasoning, he had been practically begging the Wizard King to just do a few of his duties, so he didn’t have to make excuses for him for a couple more days. 

You knocked on his door, the hopeful tone with which he said ‘come in’ made your heart skip a beat. He smiled so widely when he saw you, only to have the smile falter the second you closed the door behind you again. You were not here to help him escape, not this time, as you really didn’t want to feel Marx’s wrath. You could, however, make Julius feel a little less lonely and ease his suffering. 

So you had brought some ice cold water, some snacks, and decided to sit right next to him, offering assistance wherever you could. There was not a lot of paperwork that you could help on, but just your company made his work a little more bearable. 

He pushed his chair back, stretching a little, and for a second you were worrying if you were going to have to talk him into doing more work, because he was far from done, and looked like he’d stand up any second. Instead, he patted his lap. 

“Care to take the best seat in the house? Just… to motivate me a little more” 

He didn’t have to say that twice.

[theautisticfroglord]

say that you love me

pairing - captain!julius x reader

fic type - angst + fluff mix (fluff ending)

warnings - kissing, cuddling / sleeping next to julius

Your powerful captain, Julius Novachrono, has always seemed to have a soft spot for you. You had affections for your own captain, and you wondered if these feelings were right, and whether you should confess your feelings for him or not.

You yearned to show your love for him, but you were scared of him judging you for being in love with your leader, your comrade.

So, you pushed down your emotions, and your feelings, no matter how hard it was. You never knew how he truly felt about you. Until one fateful day.

You’re sitting on a bed, in your room. It was a day like any other day off you had. Then, you hear a light knock on your door.

“Come in,” you answer, and the door creaks open, revealing who was behind the door. It’s no other than Captain Julius, with a slightly concerned look on his face. He leaves the door shut behind him, and walks up to where you’re still sitting in bed. Julius slightly kneels down to your level.

“Y/N, you seem to be acting differently lately, is there anything you need to talk about?” he asks, and you’re surprised he noticed your change in emotions. You avoid looking back at him.

“I’m alright, captain, there’s nothing to worry about,” you frown. Julius begins to get more concerned for his comrade. He sits on the bed next to you, and tries to see your face, but you’re turned away from him.

“You can talk to me, Y/N, you don’t have to hide anything,” He gently places his hand on yours, causing you to immediately turn and look at him, blushing lightly.

“I… I’ve just been… tired lately,” you mumble, embarrassed at your reaction. Julius lightly squeezes your hand, causing your eyes to shift to his hand, and back to his face. He pulls you in and wraps his arm around you. You flush a deep shade of red and try to squirm out of his arms, making him wrap his other arm around you. You stop struggling because of how comfortable you feel in his embrace.

“Y/N… I'm here for you, you’re safe with me… it’ll be okay,” Julius reassures you. You start to lean on him more, burying your face in his robe. Julius leans back in bed, snuggling up to you. You’re so tired you don’t notice his movements and wrap your arms around him. You notice how nice he smells, and you feel comforted for the first time in a while. He wraps a blanket around the both of you. Once you finally drift off to sleep, Julius carefully gives you a kiss on the forehead.

“I love you, Y/N, more than you could ever know, you’re just so wonderful,” he murmurs, sweetly petting your hair. Julius then drifts off to sleep. A few hours later, he wakes up and looks down to see you’re still asleep, your face buried in his neck. Julius smiles, hugging you tighter. A few minutes later, you wake up. You meet Julius’s gaze and see his soft and tired smile. Immediately, you sit up from the bed, your face flushed.

“U-Um… I… I’m sorry for-” you start, but then Julius holds your hand sweetly.

“It’s alright, Y/N… I have to ask you something,” Julius hesitantly mumbles, looking down at your hand.

“...What is it…?” You ask, your mind racing, wondering what he’ll say next. You feel stupid for even considering the possibility that he actually loves you. At the same time, your mind fears the possibility that the cuddling was only as friends, that Julius only thinks of you as a comrade and nothing else.

“Will you be my partner? I know we’re comrades, but…” Julius’s sentence trails off, his face flushed. You’re frozen, completely surprised that Julius actually loves you. Tears well up in your eyes. Without thinking, you kiss him on the lips as tears stream down your cheeks. Julius softly gasps into your lips as you lean into him. He sweetly kisses you back and plays with your hair. He wipes the tears off your cheeks as you wrap your arms around him. The kiss continues for a few moments before you pull away and peck his lips and face as he softly laughs.

“I’m glad you love me, too,” Julius chuckles. You continue showing affection to him while touching his soft fluffy hair. You’re so overjoyed that he loves you that you can’t stop kissing and touching him.

“I love you too, captain,” you whisper in his ear. Julius sighs softly, pulling you back in bed. He remembers you have a day off and he doesn’t have to do anything right now. Julius presses his face into your neck.

“You smell so nice, you’re so sweet, Y/N,” he mumbles, making you more comfortable in his arms.

“I can’t wait to go exploring together,” Julius purrs, cupping your face in his hands. You feel so comforted that he loves you back that it almost feels too good to be true. The way Julius's love feels sobers you, makes this feel all real.

“Yes, Captain.”

[delirious-donna]

A Public Performance [ Julius Novachrono]

Oct. 15 - Julius Novachrono x female reader

A certain Wizard King thinks he can evade his own birthday celebrations, but little does he know that you are already onto his plans and will track him down at all costs. You'll give him his birthday kiss and more, even if it's out in public!

warnings: public sexual acts, slightly sunny Julius because I love him like that, handjob, cumplay (a lil)

Masterlist

A suspicious eye cast over the assembled guests; the Magic Knight Captains, members of the royal households, specially invited guests and the ‘other’ King that didn’t bear thinking about or even mentioning.

Julius was not amongst them and your gaze narrowed. He’d snuck out of his own damn birthday celebrations and although you were irritated, it also brought a smile to your lips. 

How very Julius.

It was just as well you had planned for this eventuality, knowing your husband as well as you did. The rustle of your elegant ball gown echoed through the hallways as you dashed as inconspicuously as possible towards the room at the end.

The door was in sight when a frantic and somewhat haggard-looking Marx barred your way. 

“He’s disappeared, hasn’t he? Even after he promised - promised me he wouldn’t this year.” 

You couldn’t help but feel sorry for Marx, the poor man must’ve had the worst job in the entire Clover Kingdom. Tasked with keeping tabs on the Wizard King and ensuring his paperwork was completed on time. Marx was ageing well before his years, and the lines of strain showed around his eyes.

“Calm yourself, Marx. Go enjoy the festivities and I will ensure Julius is back where he should be before it is time for the speeches and cake-cutting. Alright?”

Steering him towards the grand hall you had just left, you patted him on the shoulder and offered a sincere smile. His brow lowered but he nodded firmly.

“Make him pay,” he growled before striding away with his head held high.

It took all of your restraint not to fall into laughter at Marx’s parting words but you didn’t have time for that. You slipped inside the bedroom and glanced in the mirror at the opulent gold dress that adorned your frame. The very dress that Julius had admired hours earlier, yet you knew he preferred things a little less fussy.

Your thread magic wove in the air, removing the tulle skirts, the puffy capped sleeves and the extra detailing that was all much too over the top.

It left you in a simple golden slip of a dress, to which you added a generous thigh slit just because you could. This was more like it, and most definitely the correct weapon of choice to bring your husband into line.

Now it was time to find him.

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It didn’t take long, you recognised the disguise immediately as you scanned the crowded courtyard. The celebrations of the Wizard King’s birthday were spread throughout the city and of course, he would prefer to be out here amongst the real people rather than with the stuffy royals and nobles.

You eyed the darkly-haired gentleman with a smirk, mere steps away from him before his gaze slid to you and his eyes widened. He swallowed thickly, trying to stand in a hurry but you were quicker than he, for once.

“What a handsome older gentleman,” you cooed in his ear whilst depositing yourself upon his lap and crossing your legs.

An arm wound around his neck as you leaned in even closer, close enough to lick a wide path up the side of his neck and watch the hairs stand to attention.

“I wasn’t - I swear I wasn’t staying long. I was coming right back…”

“Mhmm. A likely story.”

Sat at a table at the very back of the festivities, no one noticed as the dark-haired man with the twitching moustache and majestic purple cloak returned to his natural state. 

Wary purple irises scanned your expression, hair the colour of wheat fields under a summer sun, and even the cloak was now a deep red and trimmed in gold.

“And here I was trying to find my beloved husband to give him his birthday kiss.” You pouted for added effect, enjoying the glossy shimmer to coat his eyes and the droop along with it.

Julius’ touch was hesitant, his palm skimming your hip on its way toward the bare thigh on show. He bit his lip, a strangled noise sounding from the back of his throat.

“I’m sure he’d be happy to receive it now?”

You chuckled at how his voice rose to turn what should have been a statement into a question as if he weren’t completely convinced that he was allowed to make such a demand.

“Oh? Out here where anyone turning their head could see? My my, such a naughty husband I have…”

Pressing your lips softly against his cheek, you sensed the acceleration in his heart rate. The hand that had been so hesitant became firmer as it ventured over your naked thigh and knee, fingers turned to your inner thigh and gained new ground with each second that passed.

The familiar wave of mana washed over you, the warmth of it tickling your skin as if receiving a million butterfly kisses. You looked round to find the courtyard suspended in time, a bubble protecting the happy citizens and preventing them from witnessing how debauched their beloved Wizard King could be.

“Someone is eager,” you purred. His bulge was prominent by this point, your hand tracing the straining ridges of his cock and Julius whimpered in response.

“Really don’t think you should be rewarded for ditching your own party, but I’m in a generous mood.”

His breath was hot and heavy on your neck, burying his face into the crook as you pulled him free from the layers that constricted his cock. A blushing pink tip shone from the slick of precum, the thick vein on his underside pulsing beneath your fingers and you gave a lazy pump of your fist.

“My - my love, please.”

Your thumb swiped into his slit, drawing a hiss and a gasp that sounded strangled as they mingled. One hand tried to press between your thighs but he halted at your abrupt click of teeth.

“It’s your birthday, Julius. Let me do this for you,” you whispered. His lips tasted like honeyed wine, sweet and spicy, they moved in time with your own but left you leading the dance. 

The first meeting of your mouths always left you dizzy, it never ceased in feeling like the very first kiss each and every time. You had half a mind to rip at your tight dress and straddle him fully. To bounce yourself on his cock with reckless impunity, but you restrained yourself for now.

Instead, here you were stroking the Wizard King’s cock in the middle of the Royal Capital, protected from prying eyes by time magic but it still felt dirty and sinful. Most definitely not an act that the most powerful man in the kingdom should be engaging in.

It was obvious he was fighting to halt the buck of his hips, and it made you smile into his kiss. Your tongue stroked along the front of his teeth, twisting your palm as you received the tip of his cock on every subsequent tug on his dick.

It turned you on to see him so responsive, how heat cascaded over you both and the twitch and fidget of his limbs. Lust-blown pupils pulled back from your face, and his mouth popped open in a pretty ‘o’ as the blush on his cheeks deepened.

“Such a pretty birthday boy, are you going to cum for me, darling?”

He nodded, whining and trembling. A hand digging into your waist and the other gripping his thigh as if he warred between wanting to let go and not wanting it to end so soon.

“Be a good boy and cum for me and I’ll let you tear this pretty dress from my body later. Cum for me now and you can fuck me seven ways til Sunday. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

On command, you felt the surge of pressure shoot up the length of his cock to spray thick ropes of sticky seed all over your hand and arm. It went on and on, Julius’ head tipped back and you grabbed him by the hair to kiss him soundly.

Swallowing his mewls, your fingers tugged on his roots and your lips devoured his mouth. You knew you were soaked beneath your dress, the damp sensation of your arousal sticking your thighs together whilst you let Julius rock you on his lap. Kissing him through his high and watching the light return to his eyes as they adjusted on your face.

“That - that was quite the performance,” he huffed, sounding breathless and so very pleased with himself. You licked your fingers clean of his release, wiping away the rest with a handkerchief from Julius’ breast pocket.

“A very public performance,” you giggled, enjoying the embarrassment that painted his complexion. 

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you worry, it was all getting a bit stuffy up there and I needed some freedom just to enjoy the evening,” he admitted with a sigh.

“I wasn’t worried, Julius, but you could have brought me along for the fun. I am your wife, after all.”

His forehead came to rest against yours, fingers interlocking and basking in the comfort of being settled against his broad chest.

“You’re right, it won’t happen again.”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” you teased, flicking the end of his nose. “Anyway, I promised Marx I’d have you back before the speeches…”

Julius cut you off with a look of downright indignation. “You said I could tear this gown from you!”

“And you will, but speeches and cake come first. Happy Birthday, Julius, I love you.”

[merajsblog]

the fire place popped as the wood was burning more and more. the fire place was covered in soot and ash. julius novachrono and you would often find peace in sitting by this fireplace. somehow, the burning of the wood was peaceful. there was a soft blanket drawn around both of you as you sat there with your head on his shoulder. you both watched the fire place silently. there wasn’t a need to talk, you both enjoyed basking in the silence of each other. it wasn’t awkward, but just a moment between you two. julius was the wizard king, and was renowned and feared at the same time. he loved his people and would do anything for them. he had much power and was to be taken seriously.

“how did you get that blue mark on your head?” you asked breaking the silence. he had always had it since the first day you two had met. you hadn’t thought anything of it, but it was interesting how it had formed there. he was human after all, right? he let out a small chuckle.

“well, there isn’t much to tell about it.” he said raising one eyebrow. “it stores my magic for future use if i need it. in the unfortunate case that i would perish-well it would bring me back to life.”

he looked over at you as he dropped that bomb. you furrowed your brows together. “if you ever die i will drag you right back here.” you said firmly. “then i would kill you myself.” you said shaking your head while looking at the fire. it was a scary thought. it is the harshest thing in the world to be the one left to live. it’s hard to be the one who remembers. yes, it seemed unlikely that he would die given his strengths and you were lucky to know he could come back at least once, but there was no shortage of those who wanted him dead along with the kingdom.

he let out a little laugh and started to shuffle around. “i am most scared of you my dear.” he says softly as he lays down, putting his head in your lap. he’s looking up at you with a soft look in his eyes. he knows he will never guarantee his safety to you. he knows you can’t ever guarantee your safety to him. and yet you move forward. you both find joy in these little moments. you look down at him and raise a hand to brush through his hair. as soon as you do he starts to close his eyes. slowly you look at the mark more and start tracing it softly with your finger.

“i love you.” you whisper softly to him.

his eyes flutter open, and warm eyes are staring back at you.

“i love you.” he says with a small smile on his face.

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Heyyooo Laura... I hope you're doing great. Saw your request is open again and i hope you don't mind me asking for another request again.kinda thinking about some scenarios for Fue,Nozel and Julius with pregnant reader and how would they handle it.Reader is having a weird cravings in the middle of the night like some (ice cream with pickles,chicken with chocolate dip or anything i leave it up to you) and after they get it reader will force them to eat with her. Some fluff fluff fluffsssss.. ❤❤❤

Hiya! Yes, they've been open for a while now, uni is just keeping me from getting to them ^^' But I was in the mood for some pregnancy fluff

Pairings: Fuegoleon x f!reader, Nozel x f!reader, Julius x f!reader Genre: fluff Fanfic type: Oneshots Total length: ~1.2k Warnings: mentions of pregnancy, pregnancy cravings

Fuegoleon

"Honey..." you asked through the darkness of the room, while placing your hand onto your husband's chest. There was a faint grunting sound from your side as the bed shifted under you. "Yes... dear," Fue spoke with a heavy, drowsy tone as his eyes fluttered open. "I... think the baby wants some ice cream and crisps," you admitted, having concluded to yourself that your cravings were due to the child you were carrying, since you didn't have such cravings before. But, it was to be expected. "M..hm.." he hummed while sitting up. "Then... we have no choice but to get you some ice cream and crisps," he smiled while manifesting his fire arm, and taking your hand with his left one. "Will you eat with me?" You asked, making him pause for a moment. "Both?" He asked, with the slightest of hints of disbelief, along with the tone of his that just wanted to make sure that he understood correctly. "Yes. Eat with me," you asked, looking at him with wide eyes. There was a brief pause that lingered in the air, after which he breathed out a reply: "Yes dear." The food was eventually delivered to your shared bedroom, and you sat by one of the tables, happily eating your ice cream, onto which you crumbled salty crisps. While Fue, he sat there, looking at you with an adoring smile on his face. "Feeling better?" He asked, the syllables fluttering through the air to you. "Mhm," you nodded. "Why aren't you eating yours?" You had to ask while placing the spoon into your mouth, and keeping it there, as you looked at him, expectantly. "I... wish to make sure that you have enough," he replied, giving you another smile. "Oh come now, there's enough for both," you replied while taking a spoonful of the contents of your bowl, and offering it to him. His eye shifted between the spoon, and you, for a moment, after which he sighed, and opened his mouth, letting you feed him the spoonful. And then another, after having taken a bite yourself. In all honesty, he couldn't have claimed to have enjoyed the dish for the taste, but he did enjoy the content smile on your face. He enjoyed your happiness. And, besides, it could have been worse. You could have had a very different craving.

Nozel

"My bird...?" You asked, while placing your hand onto your husbands arm and shaking him awake. There was a deep breath sounding through the dark room, along with a groggy sound that told you him waking up from a deep sleep. "Yes... love? What is it? Is everything alright?" The fact that he asked, worried, worried so very much for your well being, especially now that you were with child, made a tender, soft smile appear on your face. He really did care. He really was a good man, deep down. "I have a craving," you told him, rather factually, making him sigh before sitting up and swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. "What do you want?" He asked while making his way to the closet to grab his robe. "Salted caramel ice cream and toast," you told him, making him glance at you from over his shoulder. But he didn't say anything. Just looked at you as seconds ticked in the air. One at a time. "Alright," he said with a slow, tired tone, before making his way out of the door to ask for such a ... dish. And eventually, after he had already returned, the dish, too was delivered into the room. Just as you had imagined it. So, you sat down on a chair, and broke off a piece of toast before spreading a chunk of salted caramel ice cream onto it, and popped it into your mouth, with a pleased smile. All the while Nozel looked at you, sitting across the table from you. "How is it?" He asked, meaning nothing more with the question. "Try it," you told him, handing a piece of a bread with ice cream to him. He paused for a moment, looking at you from behind his dishevelled hair, loose locks flowing down the side of his face. "No thank you," he tried, but you still kept the piece of toast there. "No, no, you need to know what I'm eating, right?" He wasn't sure about the logic in that statement. But there was also no point in getting into a discussion about it this late at night. So, instead he just sighed, and took a hold of the bread. You looked at him, hold the bread, waiting for him to place it into his mouth. And he, looked back at you before his eyelids fell in a slow blink, after which he placed the piece into his mouth and ate it. He breathed out, in a slight defeat, having accepted the fact that you'd give him more pieces. Which... would be alright. This was something that came with pregnancy. And he wanted to be there for you, living this through with you. After all, you were the best thing to have happened to him.

Julius

"Juu-juu?" You cooed through the darkness, snuggling to his side. There was an individual sound of a snore that sounded through the room, before he jolted ever so slightly in place. "Yes, dove?" The nickname, which he had given you, because of the mere act of cooing out the nickname for him, made the corners of your lips tug up. "I'm ... a bit hungry," you admitted, but the slight hesitance in your tone told him that it wasn't hunger per se, but more a craving. You had had the strangest of cravings lately, but he embraced all of them with intrigue and anticipation, because this was a journey, your pregnancy, and he wanted to be there for all of it. "What would you like?" He asked, rolling around on the bed to face you, while running his fingers up and down your arm. "Chocolate and avocadoes," you replied with a serious face, and a tone to match. And usually, when you told him your craving, he just smiled, but this time there was a passing shadow of surprise on his face, before he chuckled, and gave a kiss onto your forehead. "Give me a second," he said, before appearing seated on your side of the bed with two bowls in hand; in one of which there was chocolate, and avocados in the second one. You sat up, and took a piece from both bowls, placing them together into your mouth, munching them away with a content smile. And he... he watched you, with a wide smile on his face; half-lidded eyes and radiating nothing but love and affection. "Can I try?" He asked, making you pause, before furiously nodding and offering the pieces of avocado and chocolate in your hands to him. He opened his mouth, so that you might pop them in, and begun chewing. "It's good, right?" You asked while popping more into your mouth. And he... he didn't have the heart to tell you that he found the combination horrid, but he wouldn't show it. Instead, he happily sat there, letting you enjoy the night... treat. Because your happiness was his happiness.

[ashhhhee]

Fluff hcs for Julius novachrono since I don't see enough of him <3

Like how he likes to skip working to walk around to find new magic , be would ditch work just to see you train or work or go on random dates with you.

Just imagine marx running around to find Julius, to do his duties as wizard king . But remembers if there's you he's ways nearby.

When he is actually finished with his work (a godsend for marx) for the time being he would go on little walks with you in private/ secluded areas to send some quality time with you.

If you're not too busy with stuff he would ask you to come spend time with him in the garden / his workspace to show you new things he has found interesting.

He just couldn't last a day without seeing you at least once or catching a glimpse of you ( he just can't take it Ó⁠╭⁠╮⁠Ò)

He loves you Soo much and would go out of his way just to see you

If by something preventing him for seeing you for a day or more, the moment he is finished up with whatever he's doing he makes a straight B-Line for you taking you away to whatever place (he doesn't care if your busy , man needs his time with you).

If you have a book hobby you guys would go on book hunts or dates

He would disguise himself and walk though the city or underground black market to find books to add to his collection or rare books he doesn't find , and try to find books you like

If you also have a sweet tooth hell send you stuff

He would randomly pop up or send someone ,but mostly goes himself to wherever your working/ training to have different kinda of sweets for you to taste especially if you had a long day and he comes just in time(lol)

I kinda hope you do enjoy me rabbling about Julius since he's one of my favorite characters in black clover ( also if I spell bad I just have horrible sense of grammar) <3

[juliussucker]

Julius: *carrying all the books*

you: *holds out hand to help*

Julius: *aggressively moves all the books to one hand to hold your hand*

[kyokutsu-sama]

Sfw headcanons

A/n: I made more headcanons, these are for Yami and julius because I love them and they're also my favorites💜

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Yami:

I can imagine a certain enemies-to-lovers romance with him. Firstly because he annoys you a lot (because he secretly loves seeing you mad) and secondly because he's rough with everyone. (He tries his best so he doesn't have to act with you like he does with others, I swear)

He likes to carry you on his shoulder whenever you both cross paths, even if you try to free yourself from him, his arm is too strong for you to run away.

He helps you with your tasks and if you're short, he won't mind reaching to higher places to get something you need. (Of course he will tease you later because of your height)

He likes to train with you, he will ask you not to hold back against him and come with everything. He will probably only bring you home at the end of the day so you can recover from the whole day training.

He will ask all the members of the Black Bulls to take care of you when you arrive from a long mission or when he leaves and you stay at the base.

No one touches you anywhere because he always has an arm around your waist or shoulders and a deadly glare in the direction of those who even try to get close to you.

"Try something with her to see if I don't cut you in half"

The katana is his second girlfriend and he always makes sure to clean and sharpen it. You can't help but laugh to yourself when you see him saying something to it as if it was a person.

He likes to take you out drinking and will be happy if you can handle the drink as well as he can.

He's also a gambler, so it won't be the first time you leave a bar next to a completely naked Yami after he gamble on all his clothes and lost. You will be even more embarrassed not because he is naked but because he normally walks down the street as if he were well dressed.

You guys ended up laughing your ass off that night about that.

Despite everything, he is very careful with you. He is always available when you are sick or injured.

If you are angry or stressed about something, he lets you punch him (But only you can do that) (Besides, he doesn't feel pain because his body is too strong)

If you have a problem that you think there is no solution, remember the famous phrase:

"Surpass your limits...And if you die, I'll kill you"

Julius :

Julius, on the other hand, is cuter and friendlier. So it would end up being a friends to lovers.

He will always be thinking of you as a priority and even if he has a lot of work to do, he always finds a getaway to escape and come to you and see you.

He obviously wants you to show him your magic and is proud of you for being so strong and dedicated as a magic knight.

He gives you cute names and even calls you his queen (Call me queen too, okay🥹👉👈?)

He likes to walk with you around the kingdom, always hand in hand. He doesn't hide his feelings in front of others and even if you are a commoner, he doesn't care. *Bonus: If you come from a foreign country like Yami, he will ask you to tell him what your homeland was like or things about it. He is a very curious man.

Julius always makes sure you're okay and if you need something because you're injured from a mission, he'll bring together a team to take care of you and if that's not enough, he'll send Marx to take care of his affairs (He'll kill him for that) and will stay by your side during that time.

He is very sweet and offers you gifts, even a simple flower he picked in the castle garden he will offer you.

"Y/n, look at this rose! It's beautiful like you, take it"

He's also protective, not deadly like Yami who kills another guy just because he looks at you the wrong way. HOWEVER, I belive that he has other methods for this person and trust me, you don't want to know. He can be dark and mysterious when he wants to...or when someone messes with his girl

He usually takes you to the top of the castle to watch the sunset while hugging you. (Oh my God, I'm going to die of cuteness)

[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 🫠