I saw your post about writing Wistoria wand n sword stuff hehehe... You could write one with a odd ball reader or a anxious/shy reader or uhhh a quiet reader that helps people without them realizing it n gets caught doing it again quietly Obviously you don't have to, I'm just so desperate for Wistoria wand and sword stuff (T▽T)
Wistoria x Reader
Everyone is this fandom is desperate i think😔 so im happy to get a request for it :3
I kinda tried mixing the anxious/shy part with a hint of the last part to be fair but I hope you'll like it
Warnings: None- also I wrote this at midnight so exuse my writing
With that english is not my first language -thank you very much
Charakters:Julius, Wignall, Shion, Will
To be fair he miiiight have been a bit irritated by your nature at first. Sure, there were plenty of people that didnt talk a lot or seemed nervous when interacting with people but those usually dont just do things for him for no reason??? Actually- no one does.
Save to say it took him a while to get used to your "just being kind" but i guess your not aaaalll bad.
Ok but imagine his suprise if you're the kind of person that talks more once you're comfortable
Julius would not know how to handle that the first few times.
YET YOU COULDNT EVEN LOOK HIM IN THE FACE WHEN YOU HELPED HIM HELLO????
Anyway...
You didnt hear this from me but he regualry gets concerned if people try to use you for ur kindness
Wignall realised fairly early that you werent being arrogant if you replied with a short answer or cut people off before they finished speaking to answer this is not a given trust. So yea he appreciated the nice things you did without having a problem with your shy nature. Of course earning the trust of this elf wasnt an easy thing to do just because you had no malicious intent but you earned it in the end somehow.
Without trying.
How fun.
He might actually be able to give advice that arent complete bullshit in terms anxiousness if you want.
But please remember that this is not his specialty- even with his best attempts ok.
Ok so this depents on weather he liked you before or not propably not bcs of colette though
If he did- i can give you a full guarantee that you being shy or not barely makea a difference.
Now if he didnt- which again is the more likely scenario, it might at least take a bit more time.
And the fact that you try to hide it whenever you help just a little, didnt help your case. Alright Shion thinking you were trying to gain a favor wasnt necessarily helpful either.
He may not be able to help you "better" your shyness, since well he doesnt really know how that feels to be fair... he does try to reduce stress though.
With which i mean trying to calm you down if you're stressed about an assigment or and specific event or whatever.
No matter how much I love Will and how relateble he should be for me hes so damn hard to write for wtf
Its fine there are tons of people that are anxious in social situations! He can just come along or hype you up before go you if that helps?
Whatever the case Will would never have a problem with someone quiet.
What he does have a problem with is your constant help.
Not to misunderstand- of course hes greatful for your help but he told you before, he can take care of it himself! No need to waste your precious time on this he'll tell you if he needs help. Promise!
Imma be real it like you two were just friends all of the suddent.... there was no before even if you only ment at the start of school we dont need logic.
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can we ignor that will is most definitely shorter than the rest? Thanks :P
I'm not sure if you do, but I'm throwing this in here just in case. Would it be alright if I could get a number 1 large with a Julius Belmont and a side of him showing that even though he's old he's not to be messed with? Like maybe a classic bar fight to protect his darling from someone who isn't taking no for answer? (I would suck him dry afterwards but like it's up to you)
WE LOVE AND SUPPORT JULIUS IN THIS HOUSE.
Julius Belmont x Reader
Word Count: 3213 words!
CW: NSFW, small bar fight, protective Julius, implied age gap (older man, younger reader), blow jobs, semi-public (you suck Julius off in a truck, but you don't get caught don't worry)
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Going to a bar with Julius was supposed to be a fun night out.
Julius had finally gotten back home from a job in another city last night, and you both thought going out to eat and relax at a local bar you both enjoyed would be fun.
He had been gone for several days, and even if it wasn't that long, you had definitely missed him.
So what better way to celebrate his return with a small date night the day after he got home?
The bar and grill was local, and had decent food. The atmosphere was also great, and the people tended to be on the nicer side.
That, and Julius enjoyed the beer they had. You figured he deserved a good drink after doing such a stressful job, anyway.
You both sat down at a booth a bit ways away from the crowd. It's quieter, but there is still enough of a hum from the kitchen, small crowd, and music and TVs around for good background noise.
Both of you ordered, and ended up in comfortable conversation as you both sipped your drinks. He told you some details of his job, though he made a point to tell you how much he missed you.
It was sweet. Something that still worked on you.
As the evening went on, the bar got a bit more busy, and Julius excused himself as he got up from his chair.
"I'll be right back, Darlin'." he told you, lovingly squeezing your shoulder as he walked past you and towards the restrooms in the back.
You gave him a smile as he passed you, and settled into your seat to sip your own drink and watch one of the many TV screens as you wait.
Of course, things just couldn't be simple when a random stranger suddenly slipped into the seat Julius had been sitting in moments earlier. You tried to ignore the small spike of anxiety as the strange man leaned against the clearly occupied table.
"This seat taken?"
You hadn't seen the guy before, nor had you noticed him around the bar. Had he just stepped in?
Then again, you weren't exactly paying attention, your focus having been on your actual partner the whole night...
Before you could tell him yes, the seat clearly was taken, he held out a hand and tried to give you what you assumed was a 'charming' smile.
"Names Jake. What's yours, sweetheart?"
You raised a brow, and tried to hold back a look of disdain.
"Sorry, that seat is taken."
The man paused, his grin wavering slightly, before he pulled his hand back. Though he simply put his elbows on the table, and clasped his hands together to lean his chin against.
"I see. Forgive me, I don't mean to pry-"
Oh good god, he wasn't leaving.
"-But is that your father? He seemed a bit too old for you, if you know what I mean."
You felt your eye twitch.
"Sorry sir, but who I am with and my relationship with them is none of your business."
It almost killed you to try and remain polite, but you had no idea what this guy was capable of. At best, he was a weirdo who couldn't pick up the fact he wasn't wanted here. At worst, he was a guy who could try to hurt you for saying no.
...Or he could be a monster. Julius mentioned being with him was dangerous, given his 'work'. How monsters might go out of their way to hurt you to get to him.
You swallowed nervously as the man laughed.
A part of you hoped he didn't notice how anxious you were getting as you tensed up and leaned back in your seat. Or if he did, maybe he'd take the hint and leave.
"Hey now, no need to get feisty. So, he is a boyfriend?"
You didn't get a chance to respond, as he was talking again.
"You can do much better than that. You deserve a guy closer to your age, who can give you what you want without tiring out."
The twitch in your eye was back again.
He then leaned forward, and the glint in his eyes made you want to shift in your seat away from him.
"Why don't you leave with me, and I can show you what a real man can do? Not some old guy?"
Finally, you had enough.
Abruptly, you stood up from your seat, and gave the man a disgusted look.
"No thanks. Not interested."
Just as you grabbed your phone from the table to leave, you gasped as the man grabbed your wrist.
"Come on, just hear me out-"
"Piss off." You growled out a bit louder this time, and tugged your wrist from his grip.
However, just as you did so, he quickly stood up from the table in front of you. You didn't even manage to take a step away before he grabbed your arm, yanking you back towards him.
Your heart was pounding in your chest as fear began to flood your senses. The look on his face was angry, and you felt adrenaline rush through you.
"Now you listen here-"
"Hey."
The man froze, his eyes trailing back behind you, and you struggled to angle your head to see.
Julius was standing right behind you, and had a cold, plain look on his face.
A shudder ran through you, and you felt your hair on your neck stand on end.
Despite how calm Julius looked, you had never seen such fury in his eyes before. A red hot anger to match such a cold look.
"I suggest you take your hands off of 'em. Let them go." Julius spoke, and you swallowed thickly at how... even his voice sounded. It lacked the warmth it usually had.
Is this what his adversaries felt being on the other end of a brewing battle?
The man holding you scoffed.
"How about you keep out of it? This doesn't concern you, especially since you left them all alone."
He looked back at you, gripping your arm enough to make you gasp in pain.
"Now come on, sweetheart-"
Before he could even finish his sentence, a fist connected with his jaw so hard, it threw him onto the table behind him.
Blinking, you stared wide eyed as you drew your wrist back towards your chest. Julius was now standing in front of you protectively, uncaring at all the eyes on you three.
The bar itself had grown noticeably quiet. It was as if everyone was collectively holding their breath after seeing the man fall to the ground.
For a moment, the man struggled to get off the floor, and you held back a wince seeing his nose at a strange angle as it dripped blood.
And he looked pissed.
"You bastard-!"
You took a step back as he lunged at Julius, who simply stepped to the side.
Julius then easily grabbed the man's outstretched arm, before spinning the man, pinning said arm against his back, and kicking the man's feet out from under him.
Falling to the floor, the stranger scrambled to try and stand up. It was clear though whatever his name was, was starting to crack. No doubt he didn't expect Julius to actually swat him like a fly...
This time, he stood up and took up a fighting stance as a crowd began to surround you three.
"C'mon old man, I can do this all day." he said, and you raised a brow as he already looked out of breath, and the look in his eye was a little concerning.
Was it fear? Adrenaline?
All while Julius looked as cool as ever, if not more annoyed.
If anything, this guy was nothing more than a gnat to him.
The guy lunged forward. A hook, a jab, another jab-
Each punch, Julius easily avoided. You only had to blink, and he was in a completely different spot...
Finally, it seemed Julius had enough playing around, and grabbed the man's arm once more after another failed punch-
...Only to throw him across the bar, and the man landed with a heavy thud, sliding across the floor before coming to a complete stop.
Everyone stared wide eyed at the now unconscious man. Murmurs began to fill the room alongside the various TV chatter, and Julius turned back to you, a sheepish look on his face.
"Sorry about that, Darlin'. I didn't mean to be gone for so long, or get carried away-"
He was taken aback when you quickly slammed some cash onto the table you both had been eating at, and grabbed his wrist before tugging him out of the bar.
The crowd easily parted for you both, no one wanting to get between the guy who easily beat the shit out of someone, and his lover.
Julius meanwhile, was sweating bullets as you tugged him out of the building, and to the far side of the parking lot where you both had parked.
Were you mad? Did he go too far? Perhaps you just wanted to go home after such a rough night...
When you eventually reached his vehicle, Julius was momentarily surprised when you opened the back seat, and felt his heart sink. Were you that upset with him, that you didn't even want him to drive, or be in the front with you?
"In. Please." You spoke, your tone sharp. Julius held back a sigh. He really was in the dog house, wasn't he?
He crawled in, and felt as if he were a canine with it's tail between its legs.
Just as he was beginning to try and think of ways to make this up to you, he immediately grew confused when you climbed in the truck after him, closing the door behind you.
"What are you-mmph!"
He was cut off when your lips suddenly smashed against his own, and crawled over him where you were awkwardly slotted between his legs.
One of your knees slid itself next to his crotch, nearly making him jump. However, both your hands went from balancing on his hips, to sliding up his chest to hold him in place.
It took a moment for his brain to catch up, but just as he began to kiss you back, you pulled away. Julius couldn't help but shudder in excitement at the intense look on your face.
"Do you have any idea how hot you were in there?"
It felt like the gears in Julius head came to a halt for a moment, before he finally snapped out of it with a chuckle as you pressed your face into his neck.
"Aw Darlin'... and here I thought you were mad at me."
His nerves felt electric as you placed kiss after kiss on his neck, his hands settling on your hips as you pressed yourself further against him.
"God, if that was just a taste of what you look like in battle... mm..." you mumbled, before leaning up a bit to nibble on his ear.
"You were so sexy..." you whisper, and Julius swallows hard. He was just doing what any partner should do, and defend you. Was that truly such a turn on?
You pulled back, and Julius could feel his heart race when you licked your lips, and how you stared at him with wide-blown eyes.
For once, Julius felt like the prey with how you were eyeing him.
Sliding further between his legs, you began to paw at his pants as you lowered yourself in front of his crotch.
"Can I suck you off?"
Your words surprised him slightly, nearly taking his breath away.
"Here?"
The look you gave him reminded him almost of puppy dog eyes.
"Please?"
A beat passed.
"Julius Belmont, if you make me wait until we get home so I can suck your cock, I swear-"
He couldn't help it, and a laugh escaped his lips. Who was he to deny you if you wanted to suck him off so bad as a thank you?
"Okay, okay. How can I say no to that pretty face of yours?" he teased, and adjusted himself to give you a little more room. All the while, your face considerably brightened at his okay.
Your hands slowly ran down his thighs as your eyes narrowed in on his crotch. Almost as if you were looking at a meal when you haven't eaten all day.
Julius felt his blood pump in his ears, and was silently thankful the truck was off so the lights wouldn't reveal you both.
Once again, you licked your lips as you squeezed his thighs, and you reached forward, undoing his belt and zipper with practiced ease.
You let out a noise as you struggled to get his cock out from his boxers, but let out a cute noise of approval when he reached down to help.
He gave his half hard cock a few pumps, feeling his heart pounding hard in his chest. Julius would admit, he hadn't done something like this in a long time.
It felt good you wanted to do this with him. He felt like he was in his 20's all over again...
Eyeing his cock like a prize, you reached forward, taking the organ in your hands.
Julius let out a shuttered breath as you took control, how your warm hands on his cock set his nerves on fire with pleasure.
You gripped him firmly, yet not too hard. A perfect grip to slowly start stroking his cock to get him fully hard.
"You were so hot... Seeing you throw that guy like he weighed nothing... Fuck..." You mumbled just loud enough for him to hear. Your words only spurred him further, and he let out a soft groan.
"You liked that?" He whispered, holding himself back from panting. His eyes focused on your face as you looked up at him with such a loving, yet lustful look.
"Yes."
Julius' mouth felt dry as you laid your head on his thigh, idly stroking him a bit faster.
Keeping it up for a bit longer, you eventually began to move, clearly growing impatient with waiting.
You gently leaned over a bit, and kissed his thigh, uncaring if he was still wearing his jeans. Julius felt his heart skip a beat. The loving gesture wasn't lost or wasted on him.
Adjusting yourself, you leaned forward, and gave his cock a sweet kiss.
Julius was only able to briefly hold his breath before your hot mouth then enveloped his tip.
Unable to help himself, Julius groaned again, and one of his hands came up and threaded his fingers through your hair.
Your mouth was divine. Warm and wet, and your tongue cheekily ran across his cock's slit before retreating.
You always knew how to make him feel good.
Slowly, you took him further into your mouth, and he felt your tongue once again running along a vein as you began to suck.
"Fuck, Darlin'..." he mumbled, pleasure flooding his senses as he felt himself beginning to sweat.
You let out a happy noise at his reactions, eyes flickering up to him, before briefly closing as you took him in your mouth further. The hand in your hair spurring you even further.
One of your hands reached up, gently gripping the base of his cock that you couldn't comfortably take without deep-throating him.
Julius certainly didn't mind, his hips twitching from the sensations as he let out a shuttered breath.
With that, you got into a quick but firm rhythm. Hollowing out your cheeks and sucking with every dip of your head, and dragging your tongue down on that same vein as you would pull back.
All while your hand picked up where you couldn't reach, keeping in tune with your mouth to make sure every inch of his cock was shown some attention.
It was clear you were enjoying it too. You always loved making Julius feel good, but it looked like you were really enjoying yourself this time.
Small moans left your mouth often, which Julius could definitely feel, while your eyes would occasionally squeeze shut or cross. He also noticed other little signs.
Such as how you were constantly adjusting yourself on the truck floor.
Julius knew your tells. He had always been observant, he had to be given his job. You clearly were enjoying this to the point of growing wet, he was sure.
He expected you to reach down and touch yourself with how you kept shimmying. However, you took him by surprise when your free hand snuck forward along his thigh, before attempting to slip into his pants from his open fly.
A surprised, choked out moan left his lips when he felt your hand cheekily grab his balls, giving them a soft squeeze.
It seems like you were going all out for him, really eager to get him off.
And to your credit, you were doing an amazing job. He was already growing close.
From the adrenaline, the location, and the fact you both were doing this...
Julius couldn't even finish that thought, because you then adjusted yourself on your knees, and moved your hand on his cock-
-Only to completely take him down your throat, pushing back your gag reflex to fit as much of him in your mouth as possible.
Julius swore he saw white. You let out a keen like noise as he gripped the back of your head, and thrust as far as he could into your warm, wet mouth.
You let out a choked moan as you fought your gag reflex, swallowing all you could as Julius' seed filled your mouth and poured down your throat.
Practically sagging in the back seat, Julius let out a groan as he tried to catch his breath. His hips twitched here and there as you happily swallowed all he had to give, before gently sucking on his cock a bit more.
"D-Darlin'... Easy, 'm sensitive..." he just barely manages to whisper, his hand in your hair now gently running fingers through your locks.
You look up at him with those cute doe eyes of yours.
...And you have the gall to look at him like that as you ease up off his cock, lips leaving his tip with a 'pop'.
"I just wanted to clean it for you..."
He looks at you, almost bewildered for a moment, before a chuckle leaves his lips.
"You, my dear, are going to be the death of me. Let's wait until we get home, and you can do as much or a little with your tongue as you want."
Your eyes brightened at his words, and you scramble up the seat, hands gripping his shoulders so you could pull yourself up to kiss him.
It was brief, though when you separated, you stayed close enough to keep your noses touching.
"Come on then, let's head home. Don't keep me waiting."
Oh, you really would be the death of him at this rate.
But Julius found he couldn't care less with how sweet your kisses were, and the promise of what you had in store for later.
He'll have to be your knight in shining armor more often.
Sometimes Julius needs to take a moment back as well, but it doesn't mean that he wouldn't want you around even in those moments. Just sit with him, and stop to watch the world go by into the brink of Valentine's Day; within in embrace
Pairing: Julius x gn!reader
Genre: Hurt-comfort
Length: ~0.7k
Containt: Julius is feeling a little bit down, and just wants to cuddle in a chair while looking into the distance, there is a "I love you" exchanged
A quiet office. Large window overlooking a courtyard, a wall, and the city beyond it. All dressed in silence, or so it felt.
So many thoughts, but all of them stagnant.
Julius, the scholar, the King, the knight, wasn’t sure what to think about. Usually his mind was buzzing with ideas, too many to count. Instead it seemed like a pile, a stack of papers that were scattered around a desk. But despite being scattered, it was always a pile nonetheless.
In some minutes, it’d be Valentine’s Day.
And he did have the day planned.
A late morning. Slow breakfast. A picnic. Fireworks.
Large guidelines which still allowed for you two to let the day take you. If you wished to make a detour, go see something, stay still for a moment longer, it’d all be alright. Because that was one of life’s joys, even to someone like Julius who spent most of his days going around.
Being able to stop, and stand still.
Admire the world.
But right now, he felt like he was weighed down by something. By duties, perhaps? Or something else he couldn’t really name.
Just an inkling feeling.
“You still working?”
He turned around to see you coming through the door, looking expectantly at him. And he knew what you were expecting of him; turning in for the evening, along with you. Something that he would very much like to do, but… there was something that kept him glued to his seat.
Perhaps it was some absurd notion of moving forward in time, away from this moment of peace and quiet.
“Not really,” he replied with a faint, subtle smile as you closed the door behind yourself.
“Just a rough day?” You suggested instead, to which he let out a hum, thinking about if it really had been such a rough day, or not.
But he couldn’t really pinpoint anything particularly rough about the day, so instead he gazed into the distance of the world behind the window again.
It was a look that wasn’t… exactly common for him, but it wasn’t quite rare either. Rather, it was a look he sometimes had; one that you hadn’t quite deciphered yet. And maybe you never would.
However, that wasn’t important for now.
“You should get some rest,” you told him with a whisper, a faint tone and a smile as you circled around his desk; next to his chair.
But he let out another hum and cocked his head.
“In a moment,” he stated while wrapping his arms around you and pulling you onto his lap on the chair, facing the window and the scenery. “But… for now, stay with me…”
His hold of you grew a little tighter as he rested his chin onto your shoulder and just continued to look outside of the window, breathing in your scent. Just existing, and breathing, while holding you as if he was imploring you to not go, not leave. Though you weren’t really sure where he might’ve been scared you leaving to.
Perhaps he didn’t know either.
But for now, he just wanted you there, in his arms. And that was enough.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” he whispered into your ear.
And as your eyes gazed into the reflection of the clock on his desk, it became apparent that the day had indeed changed. It was the 14th.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” you wished him back, while placing your arms over him, as if embracing his embrace.
“I love you,” he continued, without effort; as if the confession was as easy, as natural as breathing.
As evident as life itself.
“I love you too,” you whispered back, while leaning your head against his in the embrace.
You might not have known where this was coming from, which meant that there was every possibility that he was just having such a day. Much like anyone else.
And you’d be there for him through them. Just like he was there for you through yours.
New Years Eve Julius the Dressmaker x Fern reader drabble 18+
You rush into Doherty's dress shop at 9pm in a hurry to get your dress for the party you are scheduled to arrive at on time – being in a mere hour! You don't know it as you bust through the doors and into Julius’s web, but you will never make it.
“Mr Doherty?!” You call out out of breath and in a hurry. The clacking of the Dressmaker's boots pronounces his presence.
“Oh my dear, what a mess you are, indeed!” The beautiful but handsome, strong man warps his muscled by around your hour glass waist. A cold water bottle is pressed to you lips to help rehydrate your body.
“Yes darlin’, just like that,” Julius encourages you to drink the water. “Happy new years, my beautiful doll~.”
You feel dizzy, almost high but it's pleasant when the water bottle is taken from your lips. You sway lightly and slur out, “I'm here to get my dress, sir?”
Julius chuckles darkly and cups your lovely face, “you in that dress it's for my eyes only. You understand~?”
At this point you realize you've been drugged by the incubus but you don't mind. “Yes, sir.”
“Yes, Daddy,” Julius corrects.
The next thing you know, the incubus had brought you to his bed. His massive 10 inch plus, thick cock is buried deep inside your cunt. All while you wear the dress. Julius is taking you from behind.
“I need to breed you,” he keeps growling that's followed by as bite every time. His loads flood you repeatedly. You want him to keep going but it's been hours and you're ready to pass out.
“Just don't stop if I fall asleep, Daddy~” you beg.
“So cute that you think I even would~” the incubus growls.
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.
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”
notes - I'm glad I got the request for this one because making things like art or fanfics helps me cope, and my pet frog, wasabi, recently passed away and im doing a little better when i make these. enjoy!
You were talking with Julius in his room when suddenly, he clutches his chest and starts to panic.
"J-Julius, baby, what's wrong?!" you ask him, slightly panicked, trying to support his body in your arms. you sit on the bed, hugging him and rubbing his back. you feel his tears soaking your shirt.
"Y/N..." Julius whimpers, trying his best to calm down.
"It's going to be ok... try to tell me what's wrong..." you whisper to him, trying to keep him calm. You help Julius feel comfortable in your arms as you lean back into a pillow, still sitting up.
"Y/N, c-can I tell you something?" Julius asks, still trembling in your arms.
"Yes, honey, of course, you can, what's wrong?" you ask comfortingly, making sure he feels safe and comfortable talking to you.
"I... I remember... that I killed someone... during a battle... I-- I didn't mean to... I could have saved him... I-" Julius breaks down into tears again and starts practically wailing into your shoulder. You can tell that he was distressed, so you hug him tighter to try and calm him a little.
"It's all my fault..." he cries as you continue to console him and kiss him on the forehead.
"It's not your fault... Don't worry... when did this happen?" you ask, softly petting his hair and kissing his neck.
"A-about 10 years ago... it was a large-scale battle... one of my attacks accidentally hit my comrade... I couldn't heal him in time..." Julius sobbed into your neck.
"Honey... It's not your fault, you couldn't have saved him," you assure him while rocking Julius in your arms.
"R-Really...?" he asks, looking into your eyes. You can't help but smile at how pretty he looks when he cries.
"Of course, baby, I love you," you purr, kissing him on the cheek.
"You're so handsome, you know that?" Julius asks you while you kiss the tears off his face.
"You're so sweet... I love you, Julius," you sigh, helping him lay down in bed with you as he continues to clutch your shirt and kiss you. You rub his back as he lays next to you and you feel him sigh against your neck. you put a blanket over Julius's body, trying to make him feel safe.
"Thank you for being here for me, Y/N..." he whispers, his voice still shaky from crying.
"Of course, darling, I'll do anything for you," you mumble, kissing Julius on the lips.
"I shouldn't be acting like this... I'm a king... I'm supposed to be strong for everyone, I'm supposed to be strong for you..." Julius whimpers, touching your face. You notice his hand trembling. You cup his face in your hands.
"Julius." You stare into his eyes, a serious look on your face. He gulps, slightly nervous.
"You're a person too. You need to let out your emotions sometimes, you need to let out your tears when you need to. You don't always have to be strong for everyone else, Julius," you assure him as he starts to tear up.
"T-Thank you, Y/N..." Julius softly cries, trembling and shuddering. You kiss him again and gently wipe the tears off his long eyelashes.
"You're so pretty, my king..." you purr, softly petting his hair. You make sure he feels warm and safe in the blankets.
"What happened that day was not your fault, honey," you keep assuring him and making sure he understands. You continue to kiss his face as he blushes, and he starts kissing back. You can't help but chuckle at how adorable he is.
"You're so strong, darling, I'm so proud of you," you whisper in his ear while twirling his soft messy hair. Julius can't hide how flustered he is, softly whimpering as you keep showing love to him.
"I-is it okay if I go to sleep soon?" he asks, looking into your eyes tiredly.
"Of course, baby... your eyes are so beautiful..." you mumble, also feeling tired. Julius starts to drift off to sleep as you lay on top of him and play with his hair.
"Goodnight, Y/N..." he murmurs as he shuts his eyes.
"Goodnight, my love," you sigh, noticing how handsome Julius is when he's asleep. You kiss his neck again before falling asleep on his chest.
