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Saw this cute base on Pinterest and decided why not draw ZoraFin 🫶

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Cat and Mouse (Black Clover)

Summary: Finral "accidentally" incites a game of cat and mouse with Zora - a game with ticklish consequences for the teleporter mage.

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY @giggly-squiggily!! 🥳🥳🥳🎂🎂🎂 I hope you have the very best day today! You work so hard and deserve ALL the good things! May you eat much cake and get lots of well-earned rest! In the meantime, please accept this humble gift offering for your special day - ZoraFin just for you! Thank you for being the best of friends to me; you make my life so much brighter just by being in it! 💖 HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! 🎉🎉🎉

Word Count: 1411

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“Magna! Help me!” Finral cried as he barreled into the living room from one of the hallways, sounding frantic.

The mage in question barely had a moment to register the noise before his teammate was vaulting over him to stand behind the couch, cowering with a nervous smile on his face. Magna took one glance back, saw Zora calmly stalking after the brunette, and got to his feet.

“Nope! I’m not getting in the middle of whatever this is. You’re on your own!” he said as he power-walked out of there, leaving the two of them behind.

Zora smirked. Finral squeaked.

“S-Stay back,” the smaller man managed, his whole body on high alert. Another step from the redhead and he scrambled back. “I mean it! Back off!”

“Nah,” Zora said, then charged forward.

Finral wasn’t proud of the scream he let out, but he didn’t even care about that as he took off once more, zooming down to the opposite end of the hideout – hadn’t he run into the living room to get out of an enclosed space?! – and into a hallway with a dead end.

Crap.

The brunette whipped back around, but Zora was casually strolling toward him, hands in his pockets and effortlessly blocking his only escape route.

A quick glance to his right told him he was in front of Zora’s room. He could hide in there, but then where would that land him? In more trouble, surely, although perhaps of a different nature.

“Don’t…don’t come any closer,” Finral tried, voice wobbling even as he forced himself to stand straighter.

Zora was undeterred. “If you really wanted to get away from me, you’d have teleported yourself out of this building and into the city center by now.” His smirk was utterly unfair. “I think you rather like being chased.”

“N-No, I…!” Finral took another step back, and that’s when he felt the ghosts of shackles clamp onto his legs, pinning him in place. Now he couldn’t teleport out even if he wanted to. He’d triggered one of Zora’s traps. “What—?”

“Let me clarify.” Zora stopped right in front of him, bending at the waist until they were eye to eye, his green orbs lit with a mischievous fire that had no right being as attractive as it was. “I think you like it when I chase you, Finnie.”

Finral swallowed. Was it hot in here all of a sudden?

“What…are you going to do to me?” All bravado was gone now, replaced by an uneasy wariness. He didn’t believe Zora would hurt him, but the trap mage definitely had other tricks up his sleeve.

Metaphorically speaking. He really should consider how much showing off his bare arms like that affected people. Finral, specifically. To say nothing of his oft-bare chest and abs.

Stop thinking about Zora’s abs!

The redhead suddenly grasped him by his hips, startling the brunette out of his stupor. The clamps on his legs were still in effect, so he still wasn’t going anywhere, even when Zora began to wiggle his fingers into the smaller man’s sides.

“Ah! What – nohohohoho!” Finral squealed, trying to twist away but completely stuck where he was. He had to settle for bending over, trying to block out his teammate’s hands.

“I figured,” Zora said casually, as though they were having a chat about the weather, “if you wanted to play so badly, it would be ungentlemanly of me to refuse. Since you’re the one who started this little cat and mouse game.”

“I dihihihihihidn’t! It wahahahahahas an ahahahahahacci-eeek!”

OK, sure, he “hadn’t meant” to let his hand drift so close to Zora’s ribs when reaching to point something out in the text they’d been reading, but again – the redhead was most often shirtless! Was it really his fault that his torso was just begging to be admired? Or tickled? Of course not!

“Zohohohohohora, plehehehehehease!” Finral squealed now, hands clamping down on his assailant’s arms as he drifted up to his ribs, gradually making their way to a really bad spot. “Nohohohohot hehehehehehehere!”

At this, the redhead chuckled, the sound low and deep in his chest. “Mm, you want privacy, do you? Very well, then.” The shackles around Finral’s legs untethered, but before he could do anything about it, he had been lifted into the air and slung over his teammate’s shoulder like he was a sack of potatoes, and the glorious freedom of the hallway was vanishing as Zora moved them into his room, kicking the door shut behind them.

“W-Wait! I…whoa!” Finral gasped as he was unceremoniously flopped onto his back on Zora’s mattress, the taller man swinging a leg over to straddle him as he loomed above him in the dark.

“What? You’re the one who stopped outside my room,” the redhead teased, easing back onto his haunches as he resumed tickling the poor brunette’s ribs and sides. “It’s like you were begging for me to give you some attention.”

“I was nohohohohohohot! Zohohohohohohora!” the teleporter mage cried, wishing there was more light in the room than a single candle to let him see the other man’s features.

“Say, Finral,” Zora said after a few moments, slowing his tickling to a temporary stop. “Got any ticklish spots I don’t know about?”

Finral let out a panicked sound, taking the opportunity to bring his arms over his torso protectively, shaking his head. “N-No, you know them all already.”

Zora hummed. “Do I?” Thanks to the darkness of the room, Finral couldn’t see him move until it was too late and one of his arms was pinned high above his head, a single finger digging into the meat of his armpit. “I know about this one.”

“Ah! Zohohohohohohora, stahahahahahahap!” the smaller mage shrieked, trying to kick his way to freedom but going nowhere fast thanks to the redhead’s straddle. “Ahahahahahaha, plehehehehehease!”

“And these ones,” the other continued, abandoning his armpit in favor of scribbling all over his torso, drawing out squealy, pitchy giggles that Finral was mortified to realize sounded almost giddy. Was this fun? Was he finding this whole situation enjoyable? Then Zora reached behind him to squeeze his knees, and any thoughts he had about having a good time flew out the window. “And of course, this one~”

“NAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!” Finral scream-laughed, bucking his hips but meeting Zora’s solid frame above him, going nowhere. “NOHOHOHOHOHOT THE KNEEHEHEHEHEES!!”

Zora chuckled, letting up after another few torturous seconds to brace himself above the brunette. As his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, Finral could make out the hint of a wicked smile on the taller man’s face.

“Any others? Because you know…” Zora leaned down to murmur in his ear, “I can play with you as much as you want me to, Finnie. You just have to ask~”

Finral bit back a shudder, bringing his hands up to the redhead’s arms. For a long time the two of them stayed that way – paused, just taking the moment in for what it was.

“Okay,” the teleporter mage admitted in a low voice, biting his lip. “I did it on purpose.”

Zora just gave him a mischievous lift of his brow. “I know.”

“I just…like being the center of your attention.”

“Mmm.” The redhead leaned down, stopping just inches within kissing him. “You like it when I chase you down to tickle you, too.”

Finral knew he was blushing but hoped the low lighting hid that fact. It probably didn’t. Not from Zora. “Maybe.”

“Definitely.”

The brunette gave the other man’s arms a squeeze, then a tug, indicating he should move. Zora complied quietly, allowing himself to be repositioned so he was grasping Finral’s hips, sitting on his legs, keeping him pinned in place.

“I’m also ticklish here,” Finral whispered, sounding somewhere between anxious and eager. “B-But I really want to kiss you – ah! Ahahahahahaha, hehehehehehey, I wahahahahahahasn’t finished!”

Zora just chuckled, squeezing and pinching along Finral’s hip bones, gradually shimmying the fabric of his tunic out of the way to get to bare skin, getting an even better reaction for his efforts. “Want me to kiss you, eh?”

“Ehehehehehehehehe! Yehehehehehehes!”

“Mm. I think that can be arranged.”

And Zora did kiss him, still tickling, drinking up the laughter of the man he loved, only abandoning the playful atmosphere when Finral was begging him to “just stop teasing me, already!”

But Zora was Zora, and he couldn’t not tease.

It would just be a different kind of teasing going forward.

[cloversdreams]

Fluffy July Day 21 @fluffyjuly Pairing: Zora x Finral (Black Clover)

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When Zora walked into the Black Bull's HQ he never new what to expect. With such a chaotic group of weirdos for members, every day felt like it was stranger than the last. Today was especially odd and he never could've predicted that he'd instantly be accosted by the cutest member of their squad. Especially not when he was completely shitfaced.

"Zorrrrrrrra! It's... you!" Finral shouted. He tripped over his own two feet in his hurry to greet the guy and yelped in surprise. But he never had a chance to hit the floor. Finral stared up at the redhead that'd caught him with stars in his eyes. "Whoaaa. You're so cool."

"You reek." Zora replied flatly. "How much have you had to drink?" His gaze shifted to Vanessa, who was in the middle of finishing off a bottle of wine. Short answer: a lot.

"Enough." Finral squeaked and pulled away from him. He adjusted his robe then stood as tall as he could. After a moment to gather himself, Finral bowed and shouted, "I think you're really cool! And hot!"

"Which is it? Am I hot or cool?" Zora asked. He tilted his head at the other man and blinked.

Finral stood upright and thought about it. He squeezed his eyes shut then shook his head. Maybe that'd rattle some thoughts free.

Finral's cheeks were the sweetest shade of pink when he said, "I really really like you a whole lot and um... no pressure... but I'd like to go out with you sometime... if you want."

"What are you-"

"Please give it some thought!" Finral interrupted as loudly as he began.

Silence followed. Zora stared at him completely deadpan.

Finral broke into a sweat.

Zora continued to stare, reactionless. It was borderline awkward now.

It got to the point that Finral just couldn't take it anymore and yelped, "Please say something!"

Zora shut his eyes then sighed, "We've been dating for eight months."

"You're kidding me! Score!" Finral cheered with both hands in the air. He turned and cupped them over his mouth then yelled, "Hey Vanessa! I did it, I bagged a hottie! Wooooooo!"

"That's my boyyyy! Whoa-!" Vanessa shouted and almost rolled off the couch. She caught herself then burst into a fit of laughter, spilling wine all over the place in the process.

Finral turned back towards him with a grin. He wrapped his arms around the redhead without warning and squeezed. Finral breached in deeply, then sighed, "You smell really good."

He pulled away from the hug just enough so he could look up at the the taller man and asked, "Want some wine? It's yummy."

"No. And I'm cutting you off as well." Zora grumbled. He didn't give his companion a chance to protest.

Zora bent down and scooped his ridiculous boyfriend up then tossed him over his shoulder. Finral did his best to wriggle free but stopped when he started to feel sick. Served him right for this nonsense. Zora gave the still snickering Vanessa a look as he passed her by and headed to the stairs.

He supposed the one good thing about this was that he was the only thing on his drunk boyfriend's mind. Finral might've earned an extra goodnight kiss for that. But not before a lecture.

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Take It All Back (Black Clover)

Okay so...I don't know how to explain this one kjarkjajkrjek I had a really bad case of Zorafin on my hands and needed to write it out! The ship has taken me by the jugular and I'm okay with that lols. I hope you like it!

CW: Swearing, Angst, Black Clover Ep. 87 spoilers!

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Summary: Finral's having severe self doubts about himself and his place in the Black Bulls. He finds comfort and something more from an unlikely source.

Finral would call his self-confidence a work in progress.

There were days where he thrived, pulling out all the stops during a practice session with the Bulls or saving the day with his portal magic just when they needed it. There was a rare but special tug of pride in his chest when that happened.

Then there were days like today where that tug of pride felt more like an anchor in his chest, dragging him further and further down his high and reminding him of all his shortcomings. “You’re nothing more than a taxi.” “Who would ever want you? Your own parents didn’t even want you!” “You’re a waste of space in the Bulls. You’re nothing without them- a living breathing parasite-”

“Boo.” A finger jabbed his hip from behind, making him jump forward with a startled squeak. “Did I scare ya?”

“No- I just make that noise in my downtime.” Finral grumbled as he turned around, finding none other than Zora Ideale before him. Something about the masked redhead made his spine tingle, sending goosebumps along his skin beneath his long sleeves. “What do you want, anyway?”

“Oo, someone’s grumpy today.” Those damn eyebrows- he looked so smug! “What’s the matter? Captain got you delivering toilet paper to him again? You’re kinda like a delivery man.”

Nothing but a taxi.

He was wounded, and it must have shown on his face by the wide eyed surprise Zora wore. “Shit- sorry man. I didn’t mean to cut you.”

“No- no, it’s not-” Finral willed his face to neutral out, trying to force the stinging behind his eyes back. “You didn’t do anything wrong; I just…” Something hot ran down his face. Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

“Finral…” Zora looked alarmed, reaching out.

“I gotta go! Erm, important business; bye!” He whirled around and ran, opening a portal as he did. Zora’s cry for him to stop was the last thing he heard before the magic closed out all sound, including the weak sob he made.

~~~

Weak. Pathetic. What kind of senior bull member was he to suddenly start crying in front of the rookie?

Finral slumped in his bed, the sentiment pulsing through him like a wound as he glared into his wet pillow. He’s not usually so quick to tears- and when they did come, he learned to hide them well. What the hell happened out there? Why of all people did he have to start crying in front of Zora?

Was it too late to fade away in the walls? He supposed he could do a Gordon; become so quiet and soft spoken he’d be nothing but a ghost.

…He really shouldn’t view his teammate like that.

Before he could wallow in shame further, someone knocked. Slow and heavy; not like Vanessa’s quick and playful ones- nor were Magna’s aggressive banging. This was the kind of knock he wasn’t familiar with at all. “Hello?” He called out.

“Hey…it’s me.” Zora? Finral felt his heart drop into his stomach, a surge of anxiety hitting him so strongly he felt nauseous.

“H-Hang on!” He called, running to the bathroom with shaky legs. Splashing water on his face, he tried to wipe away his earlier tears, cringing at how red his eyes looked. Fixing his hair, he straightened up, smoothing out his shirt and taking a quick breath. It was what it was.

Opening the door, he put on his best smile, the one he used to charm the ladies in town. “Hello there, Zora. How can I help you?”

The second he met Zora’s eyes his confidence crumbled. Green irises took him in, from the wetted down hair to the fragile smile to the shaky pose. “Hey…can I come in?”

“Sure! Sure, have a seat!” Finral stepped back, trying to breathe. God, this was falling apart faster than he planned. “Your probably wondering why I ran away-”

“I’m sorry.”

“That’s my line.” Finral blurted out, then froze, embarrassed. “Wait- huh?”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that- the delivery man thing.” Zora ran a hand through his hair, the tops of his cheeks heating in shame as he looked away. “I hadn’t realized how it came out. I’m really sorry.”

“...I…” Finral gaped, looking for words. He was the one that was supposed to apologize- a senior Bull running away from his rookie over a dumb comment; how unprofessional of him. That’s what he figured Zora came by for; not this! “It’s okay, really. You don’t need to apologize-”

“I made you cry.” Zora looked angry, but not at Finral. “I hurt you.”

“...No, no you didn’t.” Finral sighed, gesturing for him to sit down. “It wasn’t you that made me cry, I’m just having a bad day.”

“My comment didn’t help.” Zora argued, no heat in his tone. Finral shrugged, a tired laugh escaping.

“No, it didn’t. But I forgive you.”

Zora nodded, something like relief passing over him. “Do you…erm, do you want to talk about it?” He seemed so awkward then, like it was new territory he was crossing. It was new for Finral too.

At first, he didn’t say much, just reiterated that he was having a bad day. But after a gentle push from Zora, he let it go. He found himself talking about his insecurity and how lately he felt as if he’d contributed nothing to the team. How he could easily be replaced by a speedy broom and a map, and how while he was making some progress in using his spacial magic for more than transportation, it wasn’t enough to justify his place in the team.

At some point, Zora had moved over so he was sitting beside him on the bed. Now he was supporting him, an arm rubbing soothing circles against Finral’s back as the other sniffled out the last of his pain, wiping at his tears. He didn’t push for details, nor did he give any commentary; he just sat there and listened.

Finally, when his tears came to an end and Finral could somewhat breathe again, Zora hummed in thought. “That…sounds like literal hell.”

Finral snorted, oddly comforted by Zora’s way of words. “It is. But it’s not the team’s fault. No one makes me feel this way, it’s just my own stupidity.”

“You’re not stupid. You're the farthest thing from stupid.” Zora cut in firmly, taking Finral by surprise. “Don’t call yourself that.”

“But it’s true. Why else would I feel the way I feel?” Finral shrugged, something bitter in his gesture. “I’m in a team surrounded by amazing people, and yet here I am wallowing in self pity. Surely that makes me seem pathetic, doesn't it.”

Zora stared at him, stunned. Then he glared, a look so ferocious Finral felt taken aback. “How dare you.”

“Huh?”

“You dare talk bad about the Finral of the Black Bulls in my presence?” Zora raised up some, eyes glistening with unreadable rage. “A man with such brilliance for strategy and a kindness you can’t find anywhere else- and you dare call him pathetic?”

“Zora, what the hell are you saying- whoa!” Finral yelped when he was pushed back into the bed, the redhead hovering over him. “Zora?”

“I’ll make you pay. Take it back right now.” Zora growled. The mask made him even scarier, yet Finral felt no true malice in his presence. Was he braver than he thought?

“I don’t know what you’re going on about.” Finral decided after a moment. “But as your senior Bull member, I will not acknowledge your threats. I ref-ehehehehehehehehehehehe!” He couldn’t finish his statement before fingers found his ribs, worming gently along the warm fabric of his tunic. “Zohoohohohora, whahahahhait!”

“I told you to take it back. You’re gonna apologize for saying such foul things about Finral or I’ll make you!” Zora was inches from his face, fingers carrying on their game as he walked them up and down the other man’s sides. This close, Finral could see the truth now. Zora was far from angry.

He was looking mighty mischievous.

“Noohohoohoho way! Thehehhehey’re true! I knohohohow- I ahahahham him!” Finral giggled out, gently swatting at Zora’s hands as they moved to his lowest rib set. “Thehehehehy’re faahahha-AHAHHACTUAL!”

“Impossible- you can’t be Finral! The Finral I know would never call himself those things. He’s not a parasite, he’s not a taxi, and he certainly isn’t a pathetic person! He’s great- he makes good coffee in the morning and listens to me ramble about stupid shit throughout the day- and he doesn’t care if I nap during practice!”

“I dohohoohoohohoho chahahahahhahre! Yohohohohou juhuhuuhuhust doohohohon’t lihihihihisten!”

“Hm…yeah, you got a point.” Zora mused, moving back to his highest ribs and making Finral squeal. “But mine still stands- you're a great guy. I’ll ask one more time before I go all out; take that bullshit back.”

“Eheh…ehehehehe….heheh…” Finral gasped for air when the tickles came to a pause, weighing his options. He knew where this was going; and he knew if he did as demanded, Zora would keep his word. He could be spared.

But…

“Nohohooho way! I mehahhahan it!” Finral raised his chin, firm in his decision. The look in Zora’s eyes did funny things to his stomach. Seems like they were on the same page now.

“Oh do you?” Zora raised a brow.. His smile was particularly dangerous as he pulled Finral’s arms up and over his head, pinning them in place with a single grip. “Shame.”

The next few minutes were a blur in Finral’s mind. The second those dastardly fingers touched his armpits it was all over. “AHEHAHAHAHHAHAHA! OOHOHOHOOKAY OHOOHOHHOKAY I TAHEHEHEKE IT BAHAHAHCK! I TAHAHHAHAHKE IT BACK PLEAHAHHAHAHSE!”

“Hmmmm….okay.” Zora decided just as Finral grabbed his collar; yanking him down and throwing him off balance. The redhead shot his arms out, stopping a full blown collision.

“PLehehehase!” Finral gasped, slowly coming too as the tickles faded. “Please….oh, hello there.” He felt himself flush for a new reason: Zora's face inches from his own.

“Hello to you too. Come here often?” His voice was a husky whisper, blue eyes like the deepest part of the ocean as they gazed down into Finral’s. He even had long lashes!

Finral always liked long lashes.

He felt his breath catch, eyes starting to droop as Zora reached up for the corner of his mask-

A bang on the door drew them both apart, Zora shooting up in a daze and leaving Finral feeling somewhat cold. “Finral- whatever your doing in there, hurry up. We got a mission.” Captain Yami’s voice boomed even through the thick wooden doors. Footsteps faded soon after, sobering the younger man.

“Shit- I’m so sorry! I don’t know what happened-”

“Nah, you're fine. I came here to comfort you and-”

“I dragged you onto me! What kind of guy am I-”

“No complaints here.”

That last part stopped Finral in his tracks. “What?” He blinked, staring at the redhead.

“No complaints. In fact-I wouldn’t mind if we picked this back up after your mission.” Zora waggled his brows, a gesture so cheesy Finral couldn’t help but laugh. “Interested, teleporter?”

It all felt like a blur, this whole thing. One minute he was wallowing in self-pity, the next he was being comforted AND tickled to death by the strange redheaded mage before him. And now…

“Are you…asking me out?” Finral tried not to sound so unsure. Zora only smiled at him.

“Would you say yes if I was?”

Finral considered. Then he raised his chin stubbornly. “Not like that. If you’re gonna ask me out, do it right. Like this.” He stood, standing tall before the older man and putting on his best smile. “Would you go out with me, Zora Ideale.”

“You stole my line.” Zora sounded almost breathless, shaking his head with an easy grin. “Sounds fun. Yes, I will.”

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A closer look at my new Icon look at them look at my babies they look so soft!

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ZoraFin commission for @cloversdreams!!💖💕 Never thought of this ship before this XD

[scribblytrash]

more doodles of the boys :3c tryna get a feel for how i wanna draw them for possible shipy drawins in the future :3!