#rhya fluff

[ladycatofwinterfell]

Ned/cat jealousy at a feast that ends up in a baby or smexy times are always fun -rr

They’re indeed very fun, so have some angsty jealousy followed by heavy smut and a little fluff. Enjoy!

Catelyn traced a finger along the brim of her cup. She tried not to let her eyes drift away from Dacey Mormont’s face, and was failing. Dacey had interesting things to say and initially Catelyn had happily listened, but then she had realised that she saw her husband nowhere.

She had glanced towards where she had thought he would be, and when he wasn’t there she had looked over the hall. She hadn’t found him. It wouldn’t have worried her in the least if it hadn’t been for that wretched servant girl that she couldn’t find either. Of course Catelyn had noticed the way Rhya looked at her lord husband, she wasn’t blind. She had been bothered by the lack of shame, the way it didn’t matter to Rhya that she was sitting right there, but it had not gone further than deep annoyance. Ned had only politely returned the girl’s conversation, had not entertained it particularly much. But that was before both of them had disappeared from the hall.

The notion of that there were some girls who wished Lord Stark would father a child on them hadn’t escaped Catelyn. The dream of a child of theirs being raised almost as well as Lord Stark’s trueborn children. He already had one bastard, that bastard was a close companion to his eldest trueborn son. What said the same could not happen again?

No matter what she did Catelyn could not escape the insult that was Jon Snow, and she knew that was Ned to father another bastard she would soon have another insult eating in her hall. That was the man she had wed, that was his way. He could fuck however many women he wished, that was his right and Catelyn could forgive him for it, but he hadn’t done so since Jon Snow’s mother. She was glad for that he had found what he wanted in her, that he returned her affections, though the love between them didn’t stop those who saw an opportunity. And she could not do a thing about it, had to sit there and wish for that the years of love would keep her husband in her bed.

Dacey interrupted herself and looked over her own shoulder. Then she turned back to Catelyn.

“What are you watching, Lady Catelyn?” she asked.

“Oh, nothing” Catelyn said, forcing a smile upon her face. “I have been so busy as of late, my mind is wandering. I apologise.”

“You needn’t apologise.”

“Repeat what you said, please.”

So Dacey did, and that time Catelyn really did listen. She listened, she nodded and smiled, shared her own thoughts. She managed to forget her internal quarrels, put her head into her conversation with Dacey. She had no reason to worry, she could drink wine and talk.

That was until she saw her husband again. His clothes and hair was a bit ruffled. And next to him stood that girl. She was smiling, twirling a lock of her straw blonde hair around her fingers as she spoke with him. She couldn’t be older than perhaps seven and ten. If even that.

Catelyn tasted iron, felt the sweetness of blood in her mouth, and realised she had bit down on her tongue. She was sitting right there. Everyone could see them. It almost made her nauseous.

“You will have to excuse me, Lady Dacey” she said.

“Of course, my lady.”

She had to breathe fresh air, it was hot and humid in the hall. Suffocating.

Catelyn stood up and began making her way out of there. The distance that normally was so short seemed to be greater than the north in it’s entirety. And just as she reached the doors someone grabbed her arm.

“Where are you going, my love?”

Catelyn felt how she clenched her hand so hard that her nails dug into her palm. She turned to look at her husband, tried to keep her anger from showing on her face.

“I need some air” she said.

“It’s not very pleasant outside, the winds are strong” he told her. “And cold.”

“I will not be outside for long.”

His grip on her was gentle, but she didn’t want to tear herself away. Could he not let her go? Did she have to tell him to do so? All she wished was to get away from him, let the fury cool down before talking to him again. He called her his love despite what he had done.

“Might I come with you, then?”

That was the last thing she wanted, and it must have been visible on her face.

Ned frowned and looked at her as if he searched for something.

“Has something happened?” he asked.

He raised the hand he wasn’t holding her arm with, reached out to touch her cheek, but Catelyn caught it before he could touch her and forcibly lowered it.

“Do you take me for a fool?” she hissed.

“What do you mean?”

“I have seen you and that girl all night, I’m neither blind nor deaf. You are free to do whatever you please, my lord, but could you not at least have the courtesy to hide it?”

She hadn’t believed it possible, but his frown somehow got deeper. There was no understanding in his eyes, only confusion. He tilted his head slightly, for a moment he looked almost like a dog.

“What should I hide? And who is this girl you speak of?”

“That blonde servant who has been serving no one but you the entire night. And suddenly you both disappear. Have you so little regard for my dignity?”

Perhaps she should have let him come outside with her and talk to him there, it was not a particularly good idea to talk about it then and there where anyone might hear them.

It seemed no one had caught on to their quarrel yet but it was only a matter of time.

“Rhya? She’s almost a child, Catelyn” Ned said sharply. “Are you insinuating I am unfaithful to you with a servant girl who’s fifteen years younger than me?”

“She has been a step behind you since you entered the hall earlier this evening and suddenly I cannot find either of you!”

“I cannot speak for her intentions, but I have no interest in that girl. Or anyone else, for that matter. Do you not have more trust in me than so?”

He let go of her arm then and she took a step backwards, away from him.

“There is already a bastard in my hall, I have no wish for another one.”

She turned away and closed the final distance to the door. Guards opened them for her and then she stepped out into the cold night. She was barely outside before the winds had grabbed her, pulling at her skirts and making her hair whip around her face. It was biting cold, she would have liked something to cover her face with.

“I will not father another bastard!”

She didn’t turn around right face him, kept walking towards the keep. She might as well retire for the night, she had no wish to go back in there.

“That and discretion is all I ask, apart from that you can just take her” she spat.

“Why would I?”

Why wouldn’t he? Rhya was young and beautiful and willing. Catelyn had carried four children, she was much older than when they had married and her body was plumper and covered in various marks. It had been three years since she last gave him a child, was she able to have more?

Catelyn didn’t answer him.

“I left the hall to make sure the children had fallen asleep, the wind disheveled my clothes. I have not touched that girl and I never will.”

Before she could say anything Ned had grabbed her arm. That time she tried to tear herself free but he was stronger than she was. He made her to stop and turned her towards him.

“My lord, I–“

He leaned towards her and pressed a kiss to her lips with such force that she leaned backwards from the impact of it. There was almost anger in it, hard and biting. But she couldn’t care. She let him kiss her while the wind howled around them, buried her hands in his hair and held him closer to her.

“I want no one but you” he whispered into her mouth. “No one.”

Once they broke apart Catelyn took his hand and as good as dragged him with her to the keep. She needed him to be just hers for a moment. She needed to feel him and touch him, devour him in a way that no one else could.

The door to her bedchamber had barely closed before her lips was on his again. It had been long since she felt such desperate, feverish desire. Everything else could wait, nothing was more important than having her husband.

She tore at his clothing without breaking the kiss but soon decided it took too long. Instead she began pushing him towards the bed. They stumbled over each other, Catelyn didn’t care. She knew her purpose, her goal, and she would have it.

Just as Ned was about to hit the bed he twirled them around and instead Catelyn found herself seated on the edge of it. Before she could reach for him again he had gathered her skirts in his hands and kneeled in front of her. The ruffling of her skirts and their heavy breathing was all that could be heard in the dark room as he pulled her smallclothes down her legs. Through the haze of need she could feel the thrill of the sight before her. Ned kneeling between her legs.

Usually when he pleasured her with his mouth he would tease her, kiss her stomach, lick stripes up her thighs. That time he didn’t. He wrapped his arms around her legs and pulled her all the way to the edge of the bed and then buried his face in her. He held her still, didn’t let her squirm as he turned her into a shaky mess.

Catelyn closed her eyes, lost herself in the heat. The pleasure that spread through her as Ned worked on her with nothing but tongue and lips. He was well aware of how to make her come undone after years of practice.

She let her head fall back as she reached her pleasure, a low cry escaping her parted lips. She felt dizzy, when she opened her eyes the room was spinning before her and her body was still trembling.

Though her husband showed her no mercy, not that she wished for it. He could make love to her until she was raw and aching, and she would be a happy woman.

He pushed her to her back and before she could quite understand what was happening he was on top of her, inside of her. He groaned, hid his face in the crook of her neck and she felt his hot breath wash over her skin. All the layers of clothes between them were uncomfortable, most of her skirts still up almost above her waist, but it was nothing compared to the sensation of him in her. Somehow she managed to find his lips and took his bottom lip between her teeth, biting down. The sound that escaped him as that sent a wave of hot desire through her and once more she felt that familiar throbbing between her legs.

He began moving, not at all so gently and carefully as she knew him to do, but hard and fast. At the back of her mind some small part of her was aware of that she would be in some pain later, but she couldn’t have cared any less. She wrapped her legs around him, pulled at his clothing to somehow get him deeper inside of her. Her hips met his with every thrust, but it was hard to angle them so that she received the friction she would need to find her edge another time. The frustrated noise she made must have alerted Ned of that, because he shifted slightly on top of her.

“Is that better?” he panted.

“Yes” she responded, equally as breathless.

She buried both hands in his hair, ran her nails along his scalp, tried to coax him into going even faster. She wanted to be taken under by pleasure again, wanted him to join her in it that time.

When his face once more dropped to the crook of her neck as he spilled his seed inside her she followed not a moment later, that time with a soft moan.

How long they stayed like that for she didn’t know, gathering her thoughts and getting her heart to slow down was hard enough. Not that she wanted to move, she was perfectly content where she was. So close to him that they were one, joined in body and soul.

“I’m yours” he mumbled and kissed her temple.

The softness in his voice stood in sharp contrast to what had just taken place but that only made her love it more.

“As I’m yours” she said.

Catelyn let one hand run over his cheek.

“Until the end of my days” she then finished.

Slowly he left her embrace and the moment he pushed himself off her and sat up she realised how terribly uncomfortable that must have been. She was warm, could feel sweat trickle down her skin in various places. Her gown was everywhere but where she wanted it to be. Her hips were aching from her attempts to gain pleasure and how he had held her still. Her hairdo was completely ruined. Had she ever been such a terrible mess?

“Gods be good” she smiled.

Ned gave a low chuckle, ran a hand down her bare thigh.

“You are beautiful” he said.

That made her laugh.

“You are too kind, my love.”

As she also sat up she caught look of herself in the looking glass standing on her dressing table. She had thought of returning to the feast, but it became obvious that the effort it would take to get her presentable again far outweighed her wish to go back to the Great Hall.

“It seems Lady Stark is forced to retire for the night” she said.

“It would be rude of me to leave her” Ned immediately said.

He once more pulled her into an embrace and she let her head rest against his shoulder.

“What a shame” she hummed.

“A shame indeed.”

[theautisticfroglord]

Finally with you

pairing : patry x william

fic type : fluff

warnings: : none

notes : sorry for big lump of text at the beginning also a part of this fic is based off of a comic I made 💀💀

William has had a second soul in his body ever since he could remember. He wanted to take care of it, to make sure he lives so the soul can, too. He’s always wanted to see the soul physically. Later, William having this second soul in his body complicated his life. The second soul, Patry, was going to fight against the human race, especially the Clover kingdom, while William is loyal and protective of Julius and the place he called home. He loves Patry, but he also cares for Julius. William saw the fight between these two people through Patry’s eyes. When Patry won, he was broken. He regretted not being able to choose who he would side with. His soul fell dormant inside of Patry for the rest of this incident, up until Asta removed Patry’s soul from his body. Then, after he helped get the truth of what truly happened to the elves and removed their souls from all the humans that were affected, Rades used his wraith magic out of anger and brought Patry’s soul back into Licht’s body. William was happy that Patry could atone, and he could see him, but he needed to atone first. When he saw that Julius came back in a smaller form, he was surprised. Then, William had to do a lot of work and training throughout the 6 months the Heart and Clover kingdom had to prepare for the fight against the devils. Then, he got abducted in an attack. After the spade battle and William healing, he could finally see Patry and talk to him in a peaceful environment. William makes his way to Elysia, where Patry and a few other close friends of his are. All of them were happy to see him for the first time in a while.

“Hello, William… It’s been a while…” Patry says, blushing a little at the sight of him. William talks and catches up with Patry and his other friends.

“Can William and I be alone for a little bit?” he politely asks.

“Sure, we’ll just walk around for a little while,” Rhya says. Him and the others walk off into the forest. Then, Patry and William find a place to sit together. He sits next to William.

“So, how’s it been going in the clover kingdom?” Patry asks William.

“It’s been well… how have you been feeling lately?” He asks, leaning up to him. Patry notices, and he sighs contently.

“Even better, now that you’re here with me…” He purrs. William blushes at those words.

“I’m so happy we can finally be together… also, I have to tell you something,” he holds William’s hand, preparing to tell him.

“I love you…” Patry confesses, looking up at him.

“I… I love you too, Patry…” William didn’t expect for his relationship with him to become something more than friends, but he was okay with that. He has been with Patry his whole life, and seeing him and thinking about him made his heart flutter. Then, Patry kissed him on the cheek. Both of them were flustered at this point, but they were happy. After a while of being affectionate talking to each other, Patry grabs William, making him gasp. He then pulls him into his lap and hugs him. Patry sighs as he presses his face into William’s neck.

“You’re so pretty, Will…” He mumbles. William softly rubs his back while Patry kisses him. Every time either of them got kissed or loved, their heart would flutter. They continued to kiss each other until they heard a familiar voice.

“So you’ve got a boyfriend now, Patry?” Rhya chuckles, walking up to them. Patry instantly hops off of William’s lap, his cheeks red with embarrassment.

“Don’t worry, though, I support ya,” Rhya laughs.

“W-we were in the middle of something!” Patry looks down, his face flushed adorably. William was just sitting there still, his face also red. After the both of them manage to calm down, everyone else comes back. They notice William and Patry holding hands and leaning up to each other. They knew they were in love, but they still announced it to them.

“You guys are so cute together… I wish I was able to see Mars, it’s been so long… we’ll see each other again someday,” Fana sighs.

“I have to leave soon, it’s getting a bit late,” William says, looking up at the sky, noticing the sunset.

“The sunset looks nice,” Vetto says, smiling.

“Well… I’ll see you again sometime soon, okay?” Patry looks at William, holding his hands.

“Of course, honey… I love you,” he kisses Patry before getting back on his broom and flying back.

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

If your requests are still open, can I request headcanons for vetto, raia, william, and liebe with a m!reader who always insists on being strong and helping everyone to the point of exhaustion because he always feels like a burden? Thank you if you can, if not that's also fine!

Hello~! ^-^

Yes, they indeed are, and of course you may! I do hope that you like these~

Pairing: Vetto x m!reader, Rhya x m!reader, William x m!reader, & Liebe x m!reader

Fanfic type: headcanons

Genre: hurt-comfort (?)

Total length: ~1.3k

tag list for William: @the-fuegoleon-fluff

Vetto

Vetto doesn’t look like it, but he’s sensitive and attentive, so he catches quite early on that you get tired and feel much more strongly than you appear. And he notices it from the little things, the way your shoulders slump just a little bit too far. From the way your eyes fall to the ground, and the quiet, passing sighs that you let out while thinking that no one is paying attention.

But if someone asks you a question, or calls your name, your expression changes; a smile, or a neutral expression. Most of the time. Depends entirely on who is saying and what.

However, what always remains is that you don’t show your sorrows. Vetto is more than sure about it.

And he notices how it takes a toll on you, even if he tries to be there for you. But he can’t carry what you don’t share.

So, one day, as you sit under a tree, with a bunny on your lap, and a bambi eating from Vetto’s hand, he starts talking. Just talking, about how animals need to trust each other to survive in the wild, because alone they’re vulnerable. No matter how strong they’d be alone.

He talks for a good while. About how animals don’t show sorrow quite so clearly either…. Which is why he has gotten so good at picking it up.

“You don’t need to bear it all alone,” he says while putting his hand onto your shoulder and giving you a warm smile that is like the morning sun. “Let me be there for you,” he asks.

And that, is what makes the dams break. You lean against his shoulder, and let it out. But he doesn’t move away. Instead he leans closer, because finally, he can be the strong one between the two of you.

Rhya

Rhya’s intuition has always been outmatched, right up to the point of people not being able to fool him with lies. So, he does notice whenever he asks if something is wrong, and you try to tell him that ‘nothing’ is wrong.

The first time, or the second, he doesn’t say anything, thinking that it’s just a bad day. Or something that you don’t particularly want to talk about in that moment. But the instances, the insisting that you were alright, kept occurring.

He wasn’t good with these things. Offering emotional support. He wasn’t good with words. He hated it.

And he hated that he didn’t know what to tell you. To help you. Because you were trying to be strong for the both of you, but he didn’t need you to be.

He might not have had a partner before this, but he wasn’t expecting his future husband to be pulling all the weight. Yeah. He was lazy. He knew as much. But the troubles of a relationship, let alone a marriage, weren’t for only one person to carry.

So, the next time… The next time you told him you were ‘okay’, he told you that he knew it to be a lie. And he knew, why, you felt that you needed to tell so to him. Because you didn’t want to trouble him. You didn’t want to burden him. That was the kind of a person that you were.

But he chose you. He is choosing you, all the time. And burdens aren’t something that people choose to carry.

Light had taught Rhya that. And … it was true. A burden isn’t something a person chooses.

So, you were not a burden. And you couldn’t be a burden. Which is why he asked, that you’d tell him. He asked you to be truthful with him, because he’d know if you weren’t.

And in return, he promised to be honest with you; to carry the weight with you.

He pulled you into a hug, waiting for you to answer. Only that you didn’t have words to give. Because it was far better than you could have anticipated.

William

For a good part of his life, perhaps even now, he wouldn’t necessarily call himself as ‘strong’. Though, yes, he knew that he was strong, being a Magic Knight Captain and all. But… there was many kinds of strength.

And, perhaps, because he wasn’t strong, he had ended up betraying the kingdom. But then again… as he thought about it one day, there came a sense of relatability. Because he could be a mentor to the younger members of the squad, listen to their troubles, and he was genuine in his wish to help them. The same as you. You were also helpful and kind.

But when it came to his own emotions, he didn’t really talk about them. Just like you.

…You really hadn’t… as a couple, had a genuine exchange of emotions. Because you didn’t want to burden each other. Despite knowing that the troubles of other people were easier to carry than one’s own.

So, one evening, when the world around you was falling asleep, leaving only the two of you, he sat down with you and begun: “I think you and I, are very much alike.”

It wasn’t clear where he was going with it at first, but as he kept talking, it came apparent. He was talking about the… emotional mask both of you wore. The refusal to talk about your own troubles, out of the genuine wish of sparing the other.

There was a sense of understanding in there, because… he was the same. And he… hadn’t confided in another person the same way he now promised to confide to you. If you let him.

Of course you did. You’d listen to any qualm he might have, because you loved him. The hard part, however, was in spilling your qualms in return. But perhaps… together, you might try and succeed. So, you made a pact, agreeing to, little by little, learn to share your burdens. Because you were in it together. You two against the world, and its sea of troubles.

And you sealed it with a kiss.

Liebe

Liebe hasn’t had anyone to talk to about his emotions for most of his life. Not before getting out of Asta’s grimoire at least, and even then he doesn’t… really talk about his emotions.

He has never been much of a speaker, other than boasting as he got a sense of confidence. But his affection is in gestures. So… he’s not good with words. But he knows a forced smile when he sees one.

And he sees one on your face far too often. It takes a while for him to understand it though, because you’re doing kind things to him. You want to help him and listen and it’s… not the kind of a forced smile he’d expect.

So, he doesn’t understand it, until he sees you, when you think you’re alone and just… He sees how burdened you are. But as he takes a step inside you jolt and look at him, giving him a smile, another, forced smile.

That’s when it hits him. Just like he doesn’t know how to express many of his emotions, you don’t know how to express your own sorrow or troubles. And he doesn’t want you to be sad. He doesn’t want you to be alone, because he knows what it’s like to be alone.

“I don’t want you to be alone!” He tells you. Not be alone and cry into the pillow, while trying to just put on a smile for him, for everyone.

He does want you to smile, but he wants all of those smiles to come easily. He wants them to be because you feel like smiling. He just… wants you to be happy; a happiness that you two share, because he doesn’t want to loose you. Never.

[aarcanechaoss]

Notation

Masterlist

In which Patri hears a melody and decides to follow it.

Warnings: fluff and a tiny bit of angst | Fem Oc

Notes: Yvaine is Iris’ first draft lmao

It was weird. They’d tried to leave, tried to go somewhere far away to repent yet they’d not been granted that by the Wizard King, so now here they stay until they can be trusted. If they ever can be that it. Ever since the invasion Patri found himself surprised by the welcomeness of the Golden Dawn. He often found himself wondering why they didn’t hate him as much as he had hated them. All anyone ever said was as long as he was trying they understood.

He didn’t get it. Even after living with William all this time he didn’t get it, why were humans both so forgiving and so hateful. William never had an answer for that.

Fana was the first to venture from the Golden Dawn headquarters, she’d gone straight to the Crimson Lions and asked if she could see Salamander. The three males were surprised when she returned, happily chatting with the Black Bull’s witch instead.

Vetto ventured out next. He’d gone straight to the Black Bull’s with a basket of varieties, from foods to plants and salves as an apology for breaking Asta’s arms. Now only Patri and Rhya remained, even with both elves coaxing they hadn’t left the safety, the comfort of the Golden Dawn’s base.

Then Rhya just had to go visit a village called Hage… well he never went in just sat atop Licht’s devil Skull and watched clouds. Now it really was only Patri left to even attempt the outside world.

Patri often found himself wandering the base. He’d find nooks and crannies that even William didn’t know about. If he wasn’t wandering he was reading from the vast library the base held. He enjoyed many of the fictional books, hated the historical ones, found romance ones to all read the same and for the horror ones to be a little too real. But he’d found something to make him feel just that bit less out of place.

Or he thought he had.

With one of his usual wanderings he’d found an abandoned hall, William had said no one went down there. It was one of those places that just got left alone, far back behind the library clearly intent on being used but never was. The base had been a large manor once so Patri wasn’t entirely surprised.

What did surprise him though was the sound of singing, every once in a while the singer would stop and keys would play instead. There must have been a piano that was never removed.

As the white haired elf made his way down the hall, passing empty rooms and storage spaces (that he would check later) he came across a door. The door had been left open just enough that Patri was standing in the doorway watching.

She had long night black hair, skin the colour of ivory. She was like the human version of the instrument before her only she used her voice and it the keys and strings attached.

She paused and Patri found himself tensing as she cursed; he couldn’t tell but she must had made a mistake. Lifting a pencil tucked behind her ear she scribbled on the parchment resting against the glossy black instrument. She was writing a song.

Patri found he couldn’t move, could barely breathe as he watched her move her hands back to the keys and play.

He recognised her, he realised after moments of staring. Yvaine was the name he remembered hearing her tell William as she introduced herself, she was the first person to ever have joined this squad. Maybe it was how startling her blue eyes were, or how she seemed to house a never ending stare, as though she knew every secret one held but he’d never forgotten her face. He had even been certain that she’d housed an elf inside her too, but he wasn’t sure, he couldn’t actually tell because he only ever saw her on occasion rather than as often as the others- she was always busy, never available when he wanted to see her…

The music stopped again and this time Patri felt his heart stop as she turned towards him. Sapphire eyes met gold and he couldn’t help but stare back.

She smiled.

That was the first time he’d seen her smile.

“Hello Patri.” She said softly, still smiling at him.

“Hello Yvaine.” He replied, eyes shifting away from hers.

“You can come in you know… I don’t usually bite.” Her smile shifted to a smirk. “Unless I’m asked that is.”

His eyes widened, he hadn’t expected her to joke with him… especially not a joke that made his cheeks flush a bright pink.

“I-I’m sorry for interrupting.” Patri stated, ready to turn away and possibly run to William’s office in embarrassment.

“Don’t be. Come, sit.” She said patting the seat beside her and he found he didn’t want to say no.

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“Do you know how to play?” She asks. Patri shakes his head, staring intently at the black and white keys before him. He hadn’t even read a music book let alone knew more than Elven folk songs. “I can show you if you’d like.”

“Why?” He blurted out. She only raised a brow. “Why would you want to teach me? Everyone is acting like the invasion didn’t happen… I don’t understand humans at all.”

“What invasion?” She asked. And that only perplexed Patri because he was certain she would have known, if she had housed an elf spirit she should have known as well as the others.

“You’re joking?”

“No… I haven’t been in the kingdom for the last few months I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She gave him an owlish blink, those blue eyes genuinely curious. But a thought came to Patri.

“Then… how did you know who I was when we’d first met face to face? How… I could have sworn I felt something akin to an elf presence?” He asked, thinking back that first month of living at the Golden Dawn base. Yvaine had stalked into William’s office covered in what could have been either blood or sludge and dropped a report on his desk, greeted Patri by name and left.

Her eyes darkened for a second and he worried he’d asked a stupid question before they seemed to brighten again.

“People talk.” Was all she said. “Now. Do you want to learn? I found music was a better output of my feelings than violence ever was.”

It was honest. She was honest, always had been from what he’d seen with William. While she was blunt, often only giving short answers or what seemed like perfectly practiced responses, she hadn’t ever lied. But as he noticed she would just not answer a question she didn’t want to answer.

“What’s this song about?” He asks tentatively.

“My parents.” She answered. “They’re not a typical couple I suppose.”

“Oh… are you close with them?”

“I love them dearly though I haven’t seen them in some time. We just don’t have the time to see one another. My father likes to travel and cause trouble, my mother prefers her home amongst the forests, away from towns and cities.”

“They do seem like an odd couple with that description.” He said, now glancing up at the parchment. She had notes everywhere, lyrics, keys, symbols he didn’t understand. “What’s that mean?” He asked, pointing to one of the stranger looking things.

“That’s a treble clef. It’s mostly used for notations above middle C.” She answered, pressing down on a key as she spoke. “That’s middle C.”

“Why is it a letter?”

“Not sure, that’s just how they named them.” She answered.

“Then why start with C and not A?”

“Well, A is amongst the keys.” She said, playing the note for him. “But C is the most common key. C major has no sharps or flats so it’s a natural scale. You do have A, B, C, D, E, F and G. The black keys being both sharps and flats.”

“That’s easy to remember.”

Yvaine only laughs and guides his hand to the keys. Her hands are soft, not a single callus on them. They’re small, not dainty but his own hands almost swallowed hers even as she presses her thumb over his to place a five finger scale.

“That’s only C, D, E, F, G.” He realises. She hums before moving his hands again now going from C to C, his thumb tucking under the first three fingers, moving into another finger finger scale. “Is this a C Major?”

“Partly.” She answers before moving her hand back to show him more, her thumb tucking beneath the third and then the fourth fingers. It was embarrassing but he wanted her to hold his hand again. “It’s the first scale anyone learns before they move onto the others. Majors are the easiest to learn, Minors while sounding nice often take time to remember when you first start out.”

Patri could only watch as her fingers hit keys in patterns he could only describe as mesmerising… and she wasn’t even looking at her hands he notes. Yvaine was staring at the page scribbled with notes and symbols that he now understood was music. If he hadn’t known her magic to be illusions he’d think it was music based and she seemed so happy that he thinks he wants to try too.

Slowly he watches, fingers moving in the same pattern hers were against the keys, not playing them, only learning and watching.

Not much later he felt as though he was being watched, but it wasn’t Yvaine who was quietly singing, scribbling again against the paper while her left hand played, slowly, guiding him. He paused and turned, the doorway was still very much open but similar to how he had been William was now stood, watching, smiling at them.

Yvaine stopped again and looked to where Patri was but this time she no longer held that peaceful look, that soft smile. William coughed and stepped into the room.

“I apologise Patri, Yvaine I did not mean to intrude but Yvaine is needed by the Wizard King.” William said, pink dusting his cheeks just as it had Patri’s.

And Patri thinks again as she stands and bows to them both, she was professional, even when she didn’t need to be. She began to walk towards the door, her music and notes in hand as Patri watches from the seat and William moves out of the doorway for her to exit.

“Ah and Yvaine.” William began. She turned, sapphire eyes staring back at Violet. “You have a beautiful voice.”

“I agree.” Patri said.

And suddenly her eyes turned wide like a doe’s and her face flushed more brilliantly than either male’s had.

She thanked them quietly before rushing from the room, they’d never seen her embarrassed before.

“Did I make her blush?” William asked and Patri could only laugh.

“I think we both did.”

[the-geek-librarian]

💝🤍❤️‍🔥 for lolopechka cause i know you love her :3c

TAMMMM Hi Hello!! Hope your doing good!!

(you are very right that little raccoon is my weak spot)

💝- She got what she wanted, she avoided her disgust fear. Her fear of death and managed to push past herself and become something better. The Queen she always wanted to be with or without attack spells because she finally understood that in order do be a great leader you don't just have to be able to fight out in the battlefield. So now she is a Queen loved and respected by her people who is willing to but her life on the line for her kingdom without any second thought

❤️‍🔥- In her lifetime Lolopechka always wanted two things, to be able to feel comfortable and confident in herself which if your aware isn't really on this raccons track record, especially after the Spade arc considering she was kidnapped (and possibly tortured) and force to hurt the people closest to her and force in to a devil form (which may or may not have fucked up her soul)

The second thing she was always wanted was to have people around her that she could be honest with, who is could talk to, who she can be herself with beyond Undine (who's relationship with Lolo after the Spade arc is probably not the best). In contrast to the first on tho she managed to achieve this in the form of Noelle, Mimosa and Nero and most likely in with their rest of the people who went to the Haert kingdom as well!!

🤍- So for fluff uh, after Spade the elf's sort of unofficially just adopted Lolopechka together you got Patri the big brother that wont stop pulling ranks on Lolopechka

"And I say as you nee-san"

"Patri I'm your fucking Queen"

"AS YOUR NEE-SAN-"

Veto the uncle that shows you how to throw a punch and how to curse but that was more teamwork for Veto and Sarado. Fana the aunt with all the good gossip /Blackmail on literally everybody Lolopechka knows and then Rhya single dad who is in desperate need of sleep but despite that he still looked at Lolopechka and went "Your coming home with me"

Also, another HC is that Lolopechka loves the ocean and is a big sea nerd and knows so much about it and goes to the beach very often

Anywho, Tam thank you for the ask I really enjoyed it and I hope you like my silly HC about the raccone!!

[captainsolare]

Also Sol, I'm here to request for your Event, if I may 🥰🙈 The dice is such an awesome idea 🥰♥️

May I please have a Rhya (Black Clover) fluff, roll 2 times for AU, 3 times for dialogue prompt and 1 time for trope, please? 💘🙈

I hope I got that right, sorry if it isn't right 😂😭 anyway happy writing! And feel free to ignore it if you don't feel like writing it 💓 also happy anniversary and happy birthday Sol darling 🥰♥️

A/N: Hello my lovely!! I hope you enjoy this! I apologize that it's so late :)

Rhya Fluff + Teacher AU! + My friends dared me to ask you out but you actually said yes + “You’re such a dork.”

The faculty lounge was largely empty, save for Rhya, the chemistry teacher, slumped over his desk snoring lightly. You stood in the doorway, sweaty hand clutching the strap of your bag tightly. You sighed quietly, cursing your fellow teacher friends for making you agree to this.

Making your way across the room you stopped at the sleeping man’s desk, heart pounding as you stood over him.

“What’s up Y/N?” He asked, voice gravelly from sleep.

“How did you know it was me?” You blinked, taken aback.

He sat up straighter and stretched, arms shaking as the muscles began to wake up. A finger pointed to the floor, “It was your shoes, they make a distinct sound. That’s how I knew it was you.”

“Oh.” You swallowed uncomfortably, suddenly feeling self conscious as you glanced at your shoes. Do they really make a specific noise?

“Well, did you need something? It’s unlike you to come into the faculty lounge this late.”

You tucked your hands behind your back, rocking on your heels.

“Um… well you see… You can totally say no, but I was wondering if you’d be interested in going out on a date with me?” You clasped your hands tightly together, half praying he’d say no and put you out of your misery.

Rhya stared at you for a long moment, if he was surprised he didn’t show it, instead he had the same bored expression he usually did.

You braced yourself for the impending apology.

“Sure. Tomorrow night sound good?”

You took a sharp breath, surprised by his answer, “Sure, that sounds great! I can meet you out front after work?”

He nodded, “Sounds good. See you tomorrow Y/N.”

“See you tomorrow Rhya.”

You tried not to listen to the sound of your shoes as you walked across the linoleum floor. As you paused in the doorway to risk one last glance into the room, you could have sworn you saw him smile.

-

Your phone landed on your bed with a thump, the ringing tinny as it rang on speakerphone.

“Hey there Y/N! What’s up? Got the hot goss?”

You rolled your eyes, “Would I be calling this late if I didn’t?”

Practically feeling Kasumi smiling on the other end of the line you relented,

“We’re going out tomorrow night.”

Kasumi gasped, “Oh my gosh! He really said yes? That’s so exciting! What are you going to wear? Where are you going? Eek! I’m so excited for you, you’ve had a crush on him for like, forever.”

You took a deep breath, Kasumi was always like this; her mind ran at about a hundred kilometers a minute, fast and incessantly making your life more interesting, sometimes, like tonight, more difficult.

“Yes, he said yes. I don’t know what I’m wearing or where we’re going. And it has not been forever! More like 2 months, if that.”

She tutted at you through the phone, “You know we all see the way you two looked at each other when he came into the lounge for the first time.”

You scrunched your nose at her even though she couldn’t see it, “Yeah, yeah, whatever. I just hope it goes well.”

Kasumi’s laugh was crackly through the speaker, grating on your already frayed nerves, “Don’t worry! It’ll be fine.” A brief pause, “Well, I’m exhausted, so I’ll catch you tomorrow ‘kay? I expect you to call me with all the juicy details afterwards.”

“Yeah, goodnight Kasumi.”

The call ended with a beep and you collapsed on your bed, her words echoing in your mind.

It’ll be fine.

-

You fussed over your appearance in the staff bathroom mirror. Did you look okay? Where were you going? Did Ryha say yes as a joke? Did he like you too?

The questions ran through your mind like a swarm of bees, a low hum that wouldn’t go away.

Finally, you decided that you could put it off no longer, you needed to go outside and face the man you’d asked out on a date.

He was standing by the school gate, a dress shirt and slacks with a blazer looked wonderful on him. He still had the same bored expression on his face, but it brightened slightly as you approached.

“Hey there, you ready? You look good by the way.”

Your cheeks grew hot at his words, “Yeah, I’m ready. You… look good too.”

He extended his elbow as a gesture for you to take it and you did, hooking your arm gently through the gap.

You walked down the street for a while, light from the street lamps illuminating the pools from the rain earlier in the day.

“So,” You said after a while, “Where are we going this fine evening?”

The corners of Rhya’s lips turned upward, “It’s a secret, but it’ll be great, I promise.”

Finally, you turned a corner and stopped outside a quaint looking restaurant; there wasn’t an obvious name anywhere on the establishment, but Rhya didn’t hesitate to open the door.

You walked inside and were greeted by a woman with pink hair, a flower crown placed lightly on her head.

“Hello! I have special seats reserved for you.”

“Thank you Fana.”

Rhya smiled thankfully, and you were led outside to a patio garden straight out of a fairytale. There were trellises covered in roses of all shades, bird baths and small fountains scattered around.

Fana led you down a stone path to a table in the center of the patio, lanterns hung around tossed delicate light over the space, lending to an atmosphere that felt ethereal.

There was a single tea light candle on the table, along with a single red rose in a vase.

Rhya pulled your chair out for you and you sat down, a menu soon placed in front of you.

Once Fana left you looked around, marvelling at the beautiful garden you were sitting in.

“Rhya, what is this place?”

“This is a little restaurant owned and operated by a few childhood friends of mine.”

Your mouth opened in a small ‘o’ as you looked around once more, seeing the setting in a whole new light.

-

The meal was enjoyable, Ryha was surprisingly good at making conversation once you got comfortable. By the time you were leaving the restaurant, you were grateful that your friends had made you go through this dare.

“Want to go on a walk before we head back to the school?” Rhya asked quietly once you were outside on the street.

You contemplated it, and decided that you weren’t ready for the magic of the night to end just yet. He gave you his arm to take once more and he led you down the city streets.

Wandering aimlessly you ended up in a square, there was a fountain in the center and a musician playing for patrons. It was a charming sight, the lights bathed the square in a soft light. Rhya cocked his head in a silent question and you nodded, making your way to the small crowd around the musician.

The musician’s assistant caught sight of you and smiled brightly, “Does the lovely couple want to dance?”

Both you and Rhya faltered, cheeks warm from being called out in front of a crowd and at the assumption that you were a couple. Rhya recovered quickly though and before you knew it he was extending a hand for you to dance with him.

He was surprisingly light on his feet, and dancing with him was easy. With several cheers from the crowd you danced to a few songs, hearts thrumming from the close contact.

-

Out of breath from dancing, you laughed and chatted on your way back to the school, hands barely brushing as you walked.

The parking lot was empty save for your cars. Your keys were in your hands but you were both still, not wanting to leave just yet.

Rhya caught your lingering gaze and you mustered up the courage to speak.

“Hey Rhya, would you maybe want to go out again?” You asked, hoping your voice didn’t betray just how hopeful you were.

“Yeah, I’d like that. I think we have a lot of chemistry.”

You smiled, then it dawned on you, “Rhya did you just--- did you just make a dad joke?”

He shrugged, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, “Maybe I did.”

You rolled your eyes, “Gosh, you’re such a dork.”

Rhya cocked his head, a mischievous glint in his eye, “Yeah, but I could be your dork.”

Giggling, you gave him a swift kiss on the cheek, “Yeah yeah, see you tomorrow. Text me when you get home safe.”

“You too Y/N.”

As you drove away, Rhya stared after your car, fingertips lingering on the spot you had kissed.

“Wow.” Was all he could manage to whisper.

[angelsdevils]

Rhya x Reader

Title: Nap Time Fluff No Warning

You glanced at Rhya as he was sleeping against the tree. You had always loved the lazy elf, but you knew he didn’t have feelings for you. You let a sigh out and leaned your head against your knees with your eyes closed. Rhya would never fall in love with a human like yourself. Your thoughts filled with Rhya, before you felt someone’s hand on your head. You looked up and met the eyes of Licht and he gave you a smile. You smiled back and he sat beside you and you glanced at the sleeping Rhya.

“You know, watching Rhya sleep won’t get your feelings across.” Licht said and you blushed a deep shade of red.

“I-I know, but Rhya would never like me, there are other prettier girls. Elves and humans alike. I stand no chance.” You said and Licht hummed softly as he looked at Rhya before looking at you.

“You never know unless you try. Confess to him, you may end up surprised.” Licht said ruffling your hair and you blushed. What you didn’t know was Rhya was watching you talk to Licht, and he couldn’t deny it but he was jealous.

“I can’t do that Licht. It’s so embarrassing and I’m not ready to have my heart broken anytime soon.” You said and Licht sighed softly.

“I’m just giving you advice (Y/N), I will respect your decision nonetheless.” You smiled up at your friend and hugged him, Rhya rolled his eyes before seeing Licht was looking at him. Rhya looked away with a slight blush and stood up. You pulled from the hug to see Rhya was awake and leaving.

“He may have gotten the wrong idea, you should go talk to him.” Licht said and you watched as Rhya left, you blushed softly and nodded your head.

“O-Okay. Thank you Licht.” You said and got up, Licht watched you go smiling. You jogged up to Rhya, and Rhya stopped to turn and look at you.

“What is it (Y/N)?” Rhya asked sleepily though he was interested in what you had to say. You were panting as you stopped jogging and Rhya couldn’t help but smile at your flush face.

“U-Uhm would you like to hang out with me?” You asked and Rhya raised an eyebrow at you.

“Weren’t you just hanging out with Licht?”

“Well, not necessarily. He wanted to talk to me and give me advice about something that’s it.” You said as you began to play with your hair.

“Advice?” You nodded your head and Rhya didn’t push it any further.

“Sure, though I’m still sleepy.”

“Oh, you can sleep then. We can hang~ huh?” Rhya grabbed your hand and pulled you to an isolated spot before making you sit down. Once you were sitting he laid his head in your laps

“We can do both... this way.” He said looking up at you and you blush but smiled.

“Okay, seems like a good idea.” You said and Rhya gave you that lazy smile of his that made you blush. You looked away from him as you began to stroke his hair. Rhya continued to look at your face before averting his gaze elsewhere.

Silence began to fill the void of you two, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. When Rhya realized he couldn’t sleep he sat up causing you to look at him. He glanced back at you and touched your cheek before pressing his lips against yours in a gentle yet hasty kiss. Your blush covered your cheeks and you were shocked, after a few minutes you began to kiss him back. The kiss was intoxicating, and he couldn’t get enough of it. He broke the kiss only for a moment so he could sit beside you. He then pulled you into his lap, and pulled you in for another heated kiss, you didn’t even have time to question him. He held your head in place so you wouldn’t break the kiss until he was ready.

Rhya licked your bottom lip, and you willingly parted your lips. His tongue entered, and he explored the warm cavern after you both were fighting for dominance which he won. You gripped his top pressing yourself closer to him which he helped hold you closer. After ten minutes, air became more important than continuing the kiss. He broke apart and you both were panting from the intense makeout. Rhya had a smug look on his face while yours were completely red.

“Rhya...”

“I love you (Y/N).” He said and your face had put the brightest red apple to shame, but you smiled cupping his cheeks and kissing him again.

“I love you too Rhya... I always have.”

“Well good, I am glad Licht was giving you advice on me then and not some other guy.” Rhya said and you laughed nodding your head,

“Well are you two dating yet?” You both turned around to see Licht with Tetia. You looked over to Rhya and he grinned kissing you deeply again, before parting.

“Only if she wants to be my girlfriend.”

“Of course I do Rhya, you don’t even have to ask.”

“Congratulations.” The newly wedded couple said and Rhya and you cuddled into each other smiling. -

© [@angelsdevils] all rights reserved. none of my posts or stories should be modified, reposted etc. I do not own the character, but I own the plots to these stories.

[afandommultiverse]

KidNAP - Rhya LEMON

Words - 1868 Request - Alfirineth

A/n - I'm sorry I kinda strayed off with the request, I hope this is still good? I combined 3 soulmate AUs - name written in wrists - soulmate and enemies name written on your wrists but you don't which is which - a countdown clock to when you meet them Enjoy!

Y/n P.O.V

I looked up at the blue sky with tired eyes, counting the clouds floating across the massive empyrean hanging above me. Sweet chirps of birds and sweet melodies of the wind dancing through the green leaves branching around the border of my perception, luring me to a peaceful sleep.

SNAP

And all peace was lost.

"You're in my spot." I turned my head lazily to face the intruder, interrupting my way to a plentiful nap. My arm seemed to burn, all buzzing and swarming from the same place as I set my eyes on him. I looked down at my wrist, eyes widening as the 3 zeros glared back at me, blaring my time up and he was here. His name was written precariously under the blinking numbers.

Rhya.

"So, it's you?" I called turning back to look at the sky. I could him wandering over, his steps all the louder compared to the soft nature that once was my background. He was right beside me in seconds, sitting down and laying beside me.

"I guess so."  Soulmates? All of my friends had already met all of theirs. Me? I took the longest and now that I'm finally here, it all feels the same. Nothing is different. If anything, it was just the same as it was 2 minutes ago before the clock ended.

Or was he my biggest enemy? I turned to look at my other wrist, its own clock still counting down, days away before I meet the second name written across my wrist. My eyes flipped to the sideways, watching the man beside me. He continued to look up at the sky, eyes empty as they stared dazedly.

"Do you know how we could figure this out? I'd rather not fret over this too long, sounds like it would be a drag." I mutter, already feeling sleepy again, bored with the situation as it was.

"I do, but for that, I'm gonna need you to come with me." My head snapped to look at him. Looking at him like he was crazy, I blurted.

"Do I look stupid to you? I can feel your mana! Anyone with some sense and the ability to feel it would know with the amount you have, you're all trouble. I'm too lazy to deal with any of that." Rhya slowly sat up, turning to look at me.

"Well, we can't know- unless we go. See, it even rhymes!" Rhya smirked. I only glare with rising boredom- and annoyance.

"No."

"Well, then I'm really sorry about this sweetheart." Suddenly he grabbed my shoulders before shoving me forward, moving to brace myself for the ground and roll out from under him, my stomach dropped when I didn't feel the impact of the ground. Instead, my body fell through an open chasm ripping apart the space and time of the earth, a spacial portal. Holding my breath, I waited until we made it to the other end.

Suddenly we were spat out, the end results surprisingly comfy. I looked around me, it was a bedroom, neat and mostly barren, but no doubt lived in. Rhya had flipped sometime in the portals. His body laying on top of mine was soon recognized and I snapped to look up at him.

"What the hell?!" He only smiled down at me, it was when I felt his hands grip my wrist gently did I realize he had them pinned above me.

"Don't you want to know what we are? Enemies or soulmates?" He whispered, pulling in close to my jaw to speak before pulling back and starting to kiss gently down my jaw and neck. It felt good, and even with how weird it all was, the kisses were comforting. I ripped my arm away from his lock, quick to put my hand against his chest and shove him back.

"You're lucky I don't obliterate your chest now." I hissed, flipping him over, my hand pinning his neck into the sheets, and by god did he look pretty. He only smiled back at me, his own hand coming to rest on my hip and swirl never-ending shapes into the fabric covering the skin. Skin that burned to feel the pad of his finger slide against it.

"I know a spell, sweetheart. Afraid we do have to get naked though." He was all smug, even as my fingers gripped a little tighter. Rhya lifted his hips, pressing the growing erection against my groin, quick to set a slow rocking pace. 

Unprepared for the sudden friction, my thigh gripped tightly around his hips, only bringing him in tighter. I leaned forward, quick to cover any whines or moans that had threatened to spill out, meeting the complacent eyes of Rhya, watching me struggle slightly.

"Come on, Sweetheart, I know you're not completely against it." I wasn't. It had been quite some dry spell, and I wouldn't be unhappy to break with such an alluring man. Plus, if he did turn out to be my enemy, wouldn't it make it so much juicer if we had sex? Especially if it was good?

"What's the spell?" I question, rocking my hips a bit of my own, pushing up against him. He groaned and gripped my hips, eager to continue.

"First things first, you gotta strip." I ceased my rocking and sat back, moving to rid my clothes. When I had finished and sat nude, I was surprised to find Rhya in the same state. He beckoned me up, moving to situated me over him again.

"I'm going to draw these sigils on you with my mana, you will do the same thing for me," He fingers drifted across my breath, drawing a sign that glowed a bright blue against my skin. His hand drifted lower, resting on my lower stomach. "In the same places," He whispered, finishing the final sign, letting his fingers linger. He pulled my hand to his chest, and rested it above his heart, prompting me to go.

I drew the same sign, my mana appearing f/c against Rhya skin, lighting up certain freckles spattered across his chest I couldn't quite see in the darkroom to begin with. As I continued on to draw the last symbol, drifting my fingers slowly, I felt the muscles twitch with each skimming touch. I recognized the symbols, making out the words 'Enemies' and 'Soulmates' each in their respectful places.

"What now?" I whispered peering down into Rhya's lustful eyes, feeling just as excited and as aroused as him, practically throbbing with need.

"We show each other a good time. Ladies first?" I scoffed and shook my head, moving to flip around pushing my ass back, and facing his cock. I looked back over my shoulder meeting his blown-out eyes, distracted with the sigh of my puffy pussy, glistening, and eager for touch.

"I hope you don't plan on leaving me hanging, do you?" I emphasized it by arching my back more, pushing myself closer, and even shaking my ass slightly, like dangling food for a dog. I felt his hand drift up to my thigh, smoothing over the globe of my ass before finally resting besides my opening, pulling flesh around it to get a better look.

"Wouldn't dream of it, Sweetheart." I moaned as a finger slid up my slit, pushing lightly against my hole before moving back up, rubbing a small circle into my clit, he continued this pattern until I finally began to show him some attention. I licked at the tip on his cock, catching salty weeps of pre-cum on my tongue. Wrapping my lips around him, I sucked on his tip gingerly before moving down and hollowing my cheeks, sucking softly. I could hear him groan behind me, his fingers stuttering faintly as he played with me.

Swiftly, a finger entered the center, gummy walls quick to pull him in and accept any erosion. The newfound pleasure had me whining around his cock, sending vibrations only making him push further into my needy cunt. He rubbed at my walls, pushing forward to find that spongy patch that would have me seeing stars, when I pushed forward, nudging his cock down my throat and swallowing.

"God- y-you are really... g-good at that." He sighed out, moving his second hand to rub at my clit while he continued to thrust into me, adding a second and third finger. My stomach fanned with heat, making my body buzz alive in apprehension in what's to come. I cried out around his cock, stiffening around his fingers cumming with the last strum against my clit.

I pulled off his cock to breath, getting ready to go back again, Rhya pulled me off, turning me around and raising me above his burnished cock. "As much as I would love to cum down your pretty throat, Sweetheart," He rubbed his tip against my slit, teasing me before finally setting into place and beginning to push forward. "But I want to cum in this tight thing a lot more." I moaned and he pushed in, filling me with several thick inches of good cock, rubbing against every nerve in every good way.

"Rhya!" That was the first time I said his name when he was stuffing me full of cock. He groaned and pushed to fit in more, brushing against my cervix. "That sounds pretty good falling from your lips, Y/n." I pushed my hips against him, ready to start moving if he wouldn't. As if reading my mind he began to move, pulling back and thrust back in gently. I held by lifting my hips, grounding down with his upwards thrusts, following a consistent rhythm.

I moved my lips to kiss him, pressing against his own which were surprisingly soft, pillowy, and plush. Our tongues dance in a sloppy exchange, neither fighting for the top, just touching and exploring one another. Pulling back to watch a single string staring to connect us, I moved my lips to kiss down at his neck, even biting some to hear his gorgeous gasps. A particular thrust hit the perfect spot, making me cry out against his ear I had previously been biting at.

"Oh yeah? Right there?" Rhya questions, slowing down to readjust before kicking back into gear and hitting that same spot with almost every furious thrust. I moaned against his neck helplessly, reveling in the feeling of his powerful thrusts, echoing throughout my body and making my head hazy, craving to reach that end again. I felt my stomach warm again, but this time hotter, butterflies tickling me bordering on the edge of sickening, I looked down to see the lovers sigil begin to grow brighter, burning into my skin.

Rhya's hand slid to press against the sigil, watching the light of it slip through his fingers as they continued to dance down, finally meeting their destination at my clit.

"You know what that means, Sweetheart." He began to rub furiously at my clit, pressing almost too hard on the pebbled bundle of nerves, but it was perfect, it was all I needed to finally snap. White-hot pleasure surging throughout my entire body, my vision goes dim, head bursting with hormones in a satisfying relief.

"We're soulmates."

[suyacho]

no warnings = fluff

back to the main masterlist

HEADCANONS

spending your birthday with the vermillions

FICS & DRABBLES

nacht faust

all for you — smut

summer work stress with nacht

yami sukehiro

yami on your birthday

nozel silva

peasant — smut

finral roulacase

first i love you

rhya

lazy lover — smut

[ridasverkisto]

who are your top ten black clover characters and ships (romantic, platonic)? talk about them!

Oooooooh. This is gonna be a long one so buckle in. I’m also splitting the answer into two—so this is top ten ships, and I’ll do top ten characters in a separate post, because this is long. 😅

Before I get going, I’m just going to say this is in no particular order—I’m listing them in the order they come to mind, as I love all of these pairings for different reasons so it’s hard for me to rank them. I’ll also preface that for most of my pairings it usually doesn’t matter much to me whether it’s romantic or platonic, so long as they’re not. Y’know. Actual siblings/family/etc. Also for the purposes of this ask, I’m leaving out stuff like...the Black Bulls as a platonic ship tag. They’re found family, it’s sort of a given, so this isn’t going to focus on that. And before anyone asks, yes, I have crackships. I am not apologizing.

[If this needs a page break to keep from clogging tags lmk, btw]

1. Magna/Luck (and/or Magna & Luck, it’s the same to me)

What can I say? I’m a sucker for two dumbass best friends who share a brain cell living their best lives. Their dynamic is fun and interesting—Luck literally views Magna as fun and interesting and he loves bothering him because of how he reacts, while Magna started out hating it but grew incredibly fond of Luck’s antics.

They’re dumbasses, but they’re loveable dumbasses who bring out both the best and worst in each other, and I just love the way they interact. It’s great and I love them both so much 💕

2. Finral & Langris

Okay okay so. I know there’s baggage here, because Langris is an entitled little asshole trashbaby, but hear me out. Finral gets to be an older brother, exasperated with Langris and trying super hard to be a good sibling, while Langris is still a trashbaby but a softer one. Like.

They are Peak Sibling Energy, because I can see Langris insulting Finral because “polite interaction with my loser brother, how tf?” But the moment someone else tries to insult Finral, Langris gets annoyed. It’s the younger sibling Rights, only the sibling gets to insult the other siblings and if you try to get in on that fuck you. Meanwhile, Finral learns to be the responsible older sibling to Langris, and steps into being more responsible in other parts of his life while repairing his relationship with Langris.

Not going to lie, a lot of my love for this ship is because I’m probably projecting my own relationship with my own brother onto them to some extent, and my love for proper Sibling Energy has no bounds because that shit’s hilarious when done right.

Let Finral and Langris develop the weird half-unspoken language of siblings, let them reference embarrassing things and blackmail each other over stupid shit like “who’s going to go refill the teapot” or something!! Let them be petty and loving and protective as they learn to be siblings again, because growth!!!!

3. Julius & Yami & William

Why yes, I am a polyshipper. But mostly what I really like about this one is the history and the dynamics between the three of them.

On the one hand you have Julius, who’s hugely respected by the other two, basically mentored/parented them both, and loves them both a hell of a lot. (You can’t look at the way Julius looks at Yami and William and tell me that’s not love, fuck you)

On another, you have Yami; he’s the outcast, loner, stranger in a strange land who was given a support system and place to belong by Julius. He also struggles to understand the less forthright William, and is fiercely loyal. Like. This man loves and respects Julius so fucking much, and it’s shown through such small gestures, it’s amazing.

And finally, there’s William—who couldn’t chose between Julius and Patry, yeah. Who’s a coward and a troll and hides behind his words and masks, but has made the choice to atone for his mistakes. He feels a lot, and is so clearly trying to be better it hurts.

The way the three of them interact has a lot of history and intricacy behind it, and even with current events in the series, I really really love their relationship with each other. This isn’t a ship I love for fluff, but for the tension and aching weight of history and growing up that lies heavy on it. It’s got this lovely sort of pain to it that feels like nostalgia in the summer heat, knowing nothing is ever going to be like it was once and still deciding to hold onto what you have with both hands.

I never said I ship for fluff and romance—I’m here for dynamics, and these three have amazing dynamics. (I will note for this one that it’s one that I can’t see as romantic at all. Not the least bc Julius was literally in his twenties when Yami and William were like 15, bc ~fuck that shit~)

4. William/Dorothy/Rhya

Is this a crackship? Yes!

Have these characters barely if ever interacted on screen? Yes!

Am I probably the only person who thought of this ship and wants to see content for it? Yes!

Do I give a fuck? No!

Not gonna lie, I know this is a crackship of massive proportions. But I’m here for the dynamics and the dynamics here have the potential to just be so damn cathartic, okay?

If I go on a deep tangent about this ship it’ll end up being an entire essay, so that can wait for another day, so I’ll just...give you this: these three have a lot to give each other to challenge and help each other grow. There’s a lot of potential, and tension, and catharsis here. The contrasts and dynamics between the three of them would be interesting and immensely entertaining.

I’ll also shamelessly admit that a good portion of this is also fueled by my personal head canons of William being a trans guy, Dorothy being feminine presenting nb, and Rhya just straight up being pan and attracted to strong people. What can I say? I know what I like lmao 😂

5. Yuno & Asta

I’m a sucker for good friendly rivalries. Especially ones full of so much mutual respect!!! Like, they both respect each other and care so fucking much is amazing ❤️

And don’t get me wrong, I get the people that ship them romantically and I’ll read it; but I see their relationship as more sibling rivalry/platonic than anything else.

You can’t look at Yuno being a Dramatic Bitch to get on Asta’s nerves and tell me that’s not Peak Sibling Energy, because I tell you I have done the exact same to my own brother. Let them be dorks and friends and brothers, bc it WORKS.

6. Rill/Charmy/Langris

Yes, yes this is another crackship. No, I do not care! And yes, i am aware it will very likely never be canon.

I just really like the image of Langris being reluctantly folded into the dynamic of two cinnamon rolls who could probably flatten him if they really wanted to. And Langris slowly coming to the realization that he actually really likes them and cares for them, even if he is a bit tsun-tsun about expressing it sometimes.

Plus, y’know, Rill and Charmy won’t indulge his asshole-ier behaviors, and if he pisses Charmy off he’s very likely to get his ass kicked.

I can’t really explain it more than that other than I just really really like the dynamics with this trio and I hold it very close to my heart 💕

7. Finral & Vanessa

Let them be friends!!! Let them be platonic best friends!!!! I love their dynamic, esp if you expand on it and take a look at how Finral and Vanessa can play off of each other. BEST FRIENDS.

8. David & Letoile

I know everyone likes to think of them as the chaotic one and the no-nonsense one, but consider: Letoile getting wrapped up in David’s shenanigans bc they’re just as ride or die as Magna and Luck are. Everyone thinks of her as the other holder of the Golden Dawn’s self restraint, and she sort of is, but her standards of what should be restrained is very different from Klaus’s.

9. Julius & Marx (can also be Julius/Marx, but only prior to the whole deaging thing)

Wholesome ship! It’s already obvious that they care about each other a lot in canon, so let that be expanded upon and developed more. It also adds the fun bit that the issues with Julius running away from his paperwork become even more comical with the added context. It starts to feel less like a subordinate yelling at their commandeer and more like an old married couple or something 😂

10. Leopold & Asta & Yuno & Noelle

Three competitive dumbasses and the exasperated one who makes it worse. I love them all and I think they make the best fucking quad friend group;; let them be friends, please. Please. Just the shenanigans they would get into makes me cackle with glee.

[acacia-may]

Friendsgiving Kickoff

Many thanks again to everyone who has sent in requests and participated in my Friendsgiving Writing Request Event! I am really looking forward to getting to share these short stories with you! Stories will begin to be posted this week on November 1st! Since not all of the requests came through Tumblr asks, each drabble or one shot will be its own post tagged with #friendsgiving event. All asks will then be properly answered and will include a link to the post with the requested story. Some of them are a little lengthy as well so I am hoping this will help keep things organized. ^^ 

The final request list is below the cut in alphabetical order by their titles. (There are a few that haven’t been titled yet, I apologize, but I will try to post another update once all works have titles). 

If you have any questions about your request or otherwise, please feel free to reach out to me! Thank you for your support!! 

Titled Requests (So Far):  

Brighter Than the Sunrise -- Yami Sukehiro, Vanessa Enoteca & Finral Roulacase  [Developing Friendship Fluff & Very Slight Hurt/Comfort]  

Feels Like Home -- Rebecca Scarlet & Asta [Bonding Over Their Siblings Fluff] 

Flowers From Scorched Earth -- The Elves (Patri, Rhya, Vetto & Fana) [Healing & Hurt/Comfort] 

Forced Family Fun -- Nacht Faust, Gauche Adlai & Zora Ideale  [Team Building Fluff & (Attempt At) Humor]

Fort Scarlet -- Rebecca Scarlet & Her Siblings [Family Fluff & Very Slight Hurt/Comfort] 

From the Ground Up -- Finral Roulacase, Langris Vaude & Finesse Calmreich [Fluff & Very Slight Hurt/Comfort]

Hats Off to Nero -- Asta, Liebe, & Nero [Fluff & (Attempt At) Humor] 

If You Want Something Done Right -- Vanessa Enoteca & Charmy Pappitson [Fluff & Restaurant Origin Story] 

In Case You Don’t Live Forever -- Nozel Silva & Noelle Silva [Family Hurt/Comfort, Some Fluff & Much Needed Apologies from Nozel (which should be a genre)] 

Melting Snowman -- Finral Roulacase, Langris Vaude & Alina [OC belonging to the requester]. [Family Fluff].

Pinecone -- Muichiro Tokito & Aoi Kanzaki (From Demon Slayer) [Developing Friendship] 

Restless to Climb -- Langris Vaude & Yuno [Hurt/Comfort]

Your Burdens Are Not Yours Alone -- Finral Roulacase & Langris Vaude. [Hurt/Comfort].

Untitled Requests (So Far): 

Charlotte Roselei & Luck Voltia [Family Bonding] 

Finral Roulacase & Luck Voltia [Developing Friendship] 

Gauche Adlai, Gordon Agrippa & Grey [Fluff & General] 

Gauche Adlai, Magna Swing & Luck Voltia [Hurt/Comfort] 

 Nozel Silva, Noelle Silva & Vanessa Enoteca [Fluff & (Attempt At) Humor]

Completed Requests: 5. Requests With Rough Drafts: 3. 

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

The Patri simps have been summoned, lmao. I'd like to request a fluffy patri x gn reader plsss :D

Haha XD So my summoning spell was successful 😁 I hope that this is fluffy enough ^-^

Pairing: Patri x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

Fic type: Oneshot

Length: ~0.4k

It was another beautiful day in Elysia. Just one of the many. Which was nice and all, but… at times you thought about how it would have been nice to have a rainy day every now and then. It just… didn’t seem that special to have good weather when there was no “bad” weather to compare with.

“Taking after Rhya I see,” you could practically hear the smirk in his voice, which made you open your eyes and look into his direction; into Patri’s direction.

You hummed as a reply. “Not really, unless lying down in the grass at times counts as taking after him.”

He let out a light, faint chuckle and sat down with you. The grass tickled your cheek as you turned your head to look at him, still staying in a seated position.

“You thinking about something?” You asked, looking at the expressionless expression on his face.

“Not… really anything in particular,” he uttered, still looking away, ahead of him.

“You know… You could take it easy every now and then,” you shrugged, turning to look at the sky. Clouds were floating by without a care in the world, which made you feel light; the air in your lungs filling you to the point where you could almost feel yourself to be weightless.

“Oh?” He uttered, leaning down, closer to you.

You managed to turn your eyes to him again, until his fingers were already gracing the side of your face, trailing your hairline, every groove, every imprint that it might have to offer that he could memorize. But the way his skin glided over yours, was careful, and faint, as if he was afraid that you might break.

He pressed his lips against your temple, placing a kiss that was so filled with love and devotion, that you didn’t quite know what to make of it all. And he looked at you, his gaze cascading over you with a smile. “Maybe you should show me how,” he suggested, and lied down next to you.

His head was on top of yours, his chin pressed against the top of your head, and his arms wrapped around you. Grass still tickled your skin, but the sensation was pushed aside by his gentle breath, seeping into your hair and travelling down your scalp.

It made you chuckle, without a sound, to yourself. Maybe some days in Elysia were more beautiful than others, and this one had just become one of the prettiest you had seen.

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Miscellaneous characters masterlist:

Leopold Vermillion

First encounter

Hugging headcanons

Rill Boismortier

Artist s/o HCs

Realizing he’s in love with a man

Fluff with a male reader

Rill with a trans man s/o

Jack the Ripper

Artist s/o

Comforting after a fight

Mimosa Vermillion

Falling for Yuno HCs

Gordon Agrippa

Getting married (male reader)

Love letter to reader

Asta

S/o with dragons HCs

Trans fem Asta telling Sister Lily about being trans

Daydreamer s/o

Kirsch Vermillion

Kirsch with a self-absorbed noble woman (platonic)

Zagred

Hugs and kisses HCs

Solid Silva

Dating/boyfriend headcanons

First date 

Solid with a self-absorbed noble woman (platonic)

Gauche Adlai

Blind s/o

Alecdora Sandler

Hugs and kisses HCs

Patri

Fluff with a male s/o

Kiss on a field

Nacht Faust

Song prompt “The worlds a beast of a burden”

Fluff headcanons

Taking care of sick s/o

Nacht proposing

Visiting s/o in secret

“Doppelgänger” sex (NSFW)

S/o with a beautiful singing voice

Talking about period problems

S/o with a summoner type of magic

S/o who wants to try new things

Morgen Faust

Cuddle time

Kiato

Dancing

Zenon Zogratis

A faint sense of familiarity

Henry Legolant

A lot of animals in his room

Finral Roulacase

“You are worth risking a broken heart”

Hugging HC

More hugging headcanons

Blind s/o

A meowing s/o

S/o with a beautiful singing voice

Vanessa

A meowing s/o

Langris Vaude

He confesses to reader (100 followers special)

Valentine’s Day; emerald green + ring

Hugging headcanons

Slowly falling in love

Early steps of the relationship

S/o with a beautiful singing voice

Rhya

S/o who’s father is a famous cagefighter

Vetto

S/o who’s father is a famous cagefighter

Licht

Chubby s/o

Prompt: Just watch me tie you to this bed for today (nsfw)

Prompt: Aphrodisiac (nsfw)

Love letter to reader

Jealous outdoors sex (nsfw)

s/o with Schizophrenia HCs

Other works

Ship of Theseus

Captains + Mereo + Julius: The sounds the make in bed (smut headcanons)

Dorothy gets angry at a meeting

Noelle dies AU; Noelle’s spirit visits Nozel

Zora and Gauche befriending each other

“Sleepsong” inspired fic with Acier and the Silva siblings

Noelle dies AU; Nozel having to face Noelle’s death (requested AU)

Noelle dies AU (requested AU); Yami & Noelle having a talk prior to her death

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

SCREAMS AT YOUR INBOX 😂😂😂💕

Laura! Thank you so much for writing the Rhya request! You did it so beautifully! 🥺🥰 Also thank you so much for squeezing in that fluff! (After I requested it....I had a moment of "I should have requested a fluff" 😩😩) lmao but you gave me both what I wanted and needed at one go, thank you so much Laura! I really appreciate it and it's so loving of you 🥺🥰💕 im so blessed to have you!

Also!! Phew...😳😳😳 The way you write and describe feelings are so immaculate! I literally re-read the last part a few times because I really felt the weight of the world taking off by you describing how it feels to be in Rhya's arms! 🥰💕 Truly you have magic with your words 🥺💕🥰 you know how you breathe in and breathe out and the stress slowly dissolves? It felt like that when reading your story!! AKHAJJSKKA MY FIRST EVER REQUEST TO LAURA and im so so soososs happy! Thankyou 🥰💕

ahsddga *happy sob* thank you Koko!! I thought about all the bad stuff that you've had to go through this spring/summer and I felt that you needed a little bit of fluff at the end, and I'm so happy that I hit the nail on the head with that! And you deserve all the good things in the world! We're so lucky to have you!! 💕💕💕💕

*more happy sobs* gsdygysfs Thank you so much!! I do aim to evoke emotions, and I am overjoyed about having succeeded in it!! ^_^💕💕 I know the feeling! It feels as if with each exhale all the stress, tension and turmoil would flow out of you little by little, and the light, soft air would take its place with every inhale. bbshajgdags YES! Your first request! I remember you mentioning it, and I was like "oh? It- , ...really?" I am so glad to not have disappointed you! 💕💕💕

Thank you so so so very much for the feedback and thank you for dropping by! ^_^

[captainsolare]

Masterlist

Started: 6/29/2020

Last Updated: 7/26/2021

These are all SFW! Fluff and angst will be noted as such. These are mostly character x reader, but if not I’ll specify. I have my guidelines pinned on my blog but they are also here for your convenience! 

Word Count Key: 

👨‍🚀 ~500 or less, ☄500- 900, 🚀 900+, 🌌 1k+, 💫 5k - 8k, 🌠 10k+

Boku no Hero Academia

One-Shots: 

Bakugo: 

50 Meet Cutes: #30 Meeting their gaze after throwing a coin in a wishing fountain     👨‍🚀  

At the Same Time (fluff)  ☄

atonement (angst) (fluff) (pregnancy mention) (mental breakdown mention)  🌌

Chocolate Chip Pancakes (fluff)  🌌

Forgotten Promises - ProHero!Bakugo (angst) (fluff) (injury mention)(blood mention)  🌌

Rain and Thunder (fluff) (some angst? not really sure)  🌌 

Dabi: 

Let’s Fall in Love for the Night (some angst) (alcohol mention)  ☄ 

Iida: 

Coming Into Focus (angst, sequel to Fade) 🌌 

Fade (angst) 🌌 

spontaneity (fluff) (Pro!Iida) 🌌  

x Awkward Tomboy Reader  👨‍🚀  

You have each other’s initials on your wrists (Soulmate AU) ☄ 

Kaminari:

Confessions (fluff) 🌌  

Lockscreens (fluff) ☄

Kirishima: 

“Why are you knocking on my door? It’s 3AM.” + “Did you bother following the instructions?” (fluff)  ☄

Mina:

Crash My Car (fluff) ☄ 

Sero:

Crush confesses through a song on karaoke night (fluff)  🌌

“I Don’t Know How To Tell You This” (fluff?) 👨‍🚀 

Sweater Weather (fluff)  🌌

Shinso: 

I Think We Danced // Birthday (fluff)  ☄ 

She Loves Me (angst, fluff, coffeeshop au, enemies to lovers)  💫 

Tamaki: 

9. “You love me?” “I’ve been trying to tell you all along.” (angst with a sort of happy ending) 🚀

Headcanons: 

Bakugo:

Who would win in a screaming battle between Bakugo and Asta 

With an s/o with a sweet, mothering cat 

Kaminari:

Cuddles (fluff)

Headcanons + Birthday 

Kirishima: 

Cuddles (fluff)

Midoriya: 

With an s/o with a sweet, mothering cat 

Would Asta and Deku be enemies or allies/friend reactions 

Todoroki: 

General Fluff headcanons 

With an s/o with a sweet, mothering cat 

Bakusquad: 

Bakusquad boys with an s/o that likes country music

Bakusquad Ghost Hunting 

Class 1-a:

Pillow Pets part 1: Midoriya, Iida, Todoroki, Asui, Uraraka

Pillow Pets part 2: Bakugo, Kirishima, Mina, Sero, Kaminari

Pillow Pets part 3: Aoyama, Jiro, Koda, Sato, Shoji 

Pillow Pets part 4: Tokoyami, Yaoyorozu, Ojiro, Hagakure, Mineta 

Other group: 

BNHA Characters in Magic Knight Squads (Endeavor, Hawks, Midnight, Aizawa, Present Mic, Todoroki, Bakugo, Midoriya)

Full Length Fics:

Bakugo:

Unspoken Words - Bakugo becomes a YouTube Cover artist in secret, teenage drama ensues (currently on hiatus) (angst, fluff, general teenage drama)(no ocs or reader inserts) 

Miscellaneous:

Dabi AMV 

Midoriya birthday edit 

Todoroki Sports Festival video edit 

Black Clover

One-Shots/Scenarios:

Asta:

Dancing with You (fluff)  🌌 

What I See in You (fluff)

Charlotte Roselei: 

Lady in Blue (angst) (happy ending) 

Finral Roulacase: 

The Puking Knight and Her Hero (fluff)

Fuegoleon Vermillion: 

50 Meet Cutes: #20 You walk out of a dressing room asking if the outfit suits you, but it’s not your friend waiting outside the room like you thought.

Gauche Adlai: 

“I need you to make me a promise.” “What?” “Pinky promise you’ll love me always.” (fluff) 

"Next time I see you, I'm holding the heck out of your hand." (fluff) 

Julius Novachrono:

A Day With You (fluff) 

Hiding from Marx in the library (fluff) 

“It was me okay?! I was the one that wrote the love letter!” (fluff)

Langris Vaude: 

50 Meet Cutes: #5 They caught you when you slipped on ice and nearly fell over. + “You’re so cute when you’re trying not to blush.” 

“It was me okay?! I was the one that wrote the love letter!” + “I can’t make you love me if you don’t.” + “Do you need a hug?” (fluff) (angst) 

“Next time I see you, I’m holding the heck out of your hand.” + “You did all this while I was asleep?” (fluff) 

Lemiel Silvamillion Clover:

Hanging out with elf!reader after she loses control of her magic

Leopold Vermillion: 

“Forgot your umbrella again? Want to share one with me?” // “You’re so cute when you’re trying not to blush.” 

Luck Voltia:

Luck accidentally zapping his daughter  Luck realizing he accidentally hurt his s/o while possessed  (angst) (fluff at the end)

“That’s him? Just gimme two seconds alone with him and he’ll never bother you again.” (fluff?) 

“You know? I think I’m in love with you” “Are you serious?” “As a disease” (fluff) 

“You’re my friend, you didn’t know that?” (platonic fluff)

Magna Swing:

An Important Day (angst) (fluff) 

Knight in Shining Armor (angst) 

Vanessa Enoteca: 

“You’re so cute when you’re trying not to blush.”  (fluff)

William Vangeance: 

50 Meet Cutes: #36 You throw a snowball at a friend and hit them instead 

“I need you to make me a promise.” “What?” “Pinky promise you’ll love me always.” + “How come you never told me you were this good at ___?” + “I choose you.” “Why me?” “Literally everything.” +“Your smile makes my heart stop dead.”  (fluff) 

“I’m scared of failing you.” // “I’ll be fine on my own”  (angst)

Under the Stars (stargazing with William) (fluff) (proposal) 

William with a daughter with the same scars as him  (angst sort of) (fluff sort of)

Yami Sukehiro: 

50 Meet Cutes: #5 They caught you when you slipped on ice and nearly fell over (alcohol mention)  

Yuno:

Telling Bell you have feelings for Yuno 

Headcanons:

Asta:

Who would win in a screaming battle between Bakugo and Asta 

Would Asta and Deku be enemies or allies/friend reactions 

Finral: 

s/o with love language as acts of service

Fuegoleon Vermillion:

Comforting his s/o after a nightmare (fluff) 

Luck: 

s/o with love language as acts of service

Secre Swallowtail/Nero:

Secre realizing she’s got a crush on an oblivious fem!reader  (fluff?)

William Vangeance:

Body swapped w/ s/o for a week 

Yami:

s/o with love language as acts of service

Zora:

s/o with love language as acts of service

Black Bulls: 

Embarrassing Hobbies 

Platonic Black Bulls as a squad (fluff)

Platonic Gordon, Gauche, Grey 

Miscellaneous: 

Black Bulls: 

Black Bulls as Tweets (cursing)

Black Bulls as Tweets part 2 (cursing) 

Events: 

100 Followers Event: SoulmateAU! Masterlist (Shinso, Bakugo, Todoroki, Momo, Kaminari, Kirishima, Sero, Mina, Mei Hatsume, Jiro) (William, Finral, Asta, Yuno, Luck, Noelle, Langris, Gauche, Magna, Leopold) 

Fluffvember 2020 Masterlist (Hawks, Iida, Tetsutetsu, Inasa, Midoriya, Shinso, Bakugo, Kirishima, Tokoyami, Monoma, Sero, Tamaki, Uraraka, Kaminari, Dabi) (Yami, Yuno, Finral, Leopold, Fuegoleon, Magna, Langris, Nozel, Zora, Julius, William, Noelle, Luck, Vanessa, Asta) 

200 Followers Event: AU + Tropes Masterlist (Bakugo, Todoroki, Shinso, Tamaki, Iida) (Zora, Yami, Luck)

300 Followers Event: One word submission prompts Masterlist (Iida, Sero) (Finral, Yami, Marx, Julius, Luck, Zora) 

Dice Event (Todoroki) (Julius, Rhya, William, Yami, Zora) 

Mini Events: 

Song Fics Masterlist (Kirishima, Hawks, Midoriya) (William, Yami, Julius, Magna, Luck)