#black clover drabbles

[brotheramberland]

Senseis' as fathers with a child!reader that was born blind.

Senseis' include: Kakashi Hatake, Satoru Gojo, Yami Sukehiro, and Levi Ackerman.

Please keep in mind: All character & reader interactions are purely platonic. There is NO romance. The reader is somewhere below the age of twelve and is portrayed as non-binary. These drabbles are meant to be platonic, fluffy and comforting.

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Kakashi Hatake

"Do you have a good sense of your surroundings?" Kakashi asked from where he knelt beside you.

You sported a determined expression that he couldn't help but to find both adorable and admirable. Even blind you still tried your hardest to improve your skills no matter how dangerous it may be. It made him proud and also worried him to death.

"Mhm," You nodded, tilting your head, "There's a tree five meters that way. I think I know where to go."

"Very good," Kakashi patted your back, "Just remember, if you happen to fall, I'll be right there to catch you."

"Ok, daddy," You smiled at him before focusing all your attention on using echolocation to navigate the branch you wanted to jump on. If you were going to be a ninja one day, you had to practice and train with all your might, "Here I go."

Kakashi held his breath while calmly waiting for you to make your jump, his body braced in precaution. A lump grew in his throat and sweat lightly dampened his clothes. Honestly, he might be over-thinking a bit, but he couldn't help it. He loved you so much, and while he respected your desires to train, he still worried about you tremendously.

He had lost so much in his life. Losing the most precious piece of it would cause him to go infinitely insane. Your blindness was an extreme vulnerability, and although you had grown well adapted to it, there was still much you had left to learn. And it didn't help his anxiety any when you decided to do dangerous activities like this.

In a flash, you jumped.

With a stumble, you landed perfectly on the tree branch. Wobbling to regain balance, you blushed in triumph and giggled, "Ah! Did you see that, daddy? I made it!"

Kakashi swiftly jumped onto the same branch, smiling proudly behind his mask, "Yes I did. That was well done, dongo, good job. At this rate, you'll be a ninja in no time."

Delighted by his praise, you grinned and began looking around, getting excited when you sensed yet another nearby branch. "There's another one," You grinned and went to jump.

Kakashi gasped and reached out for you, "Wait, (y/n), not so fast."

This time around, you didn't land where you were supposed to. In fact you didn't come into contact with any trees, and instead fell to the far away ground. "Ahh, daddy!" You cried.

Kakashi caught you in an instant, safely securing you in his arms while landing on a nearby branch, "You okay?"

You whimpered, hugging him tightly and frowning in failure, "Yes, but... I missed."

"That's okay," Kakashi quickly reassured you, running a soothing hand through your messy hair, "We all make mistakes. Why don't you try again, but this time, try not to let your emotions overwhelm you, ok? Often times emotions can be more blinding than blindness itself."

"But... What if I miss again?" You say sadly, "I-if I can't jump like I'm supposed to, then I'll never get to be a ninja, an-and you'll hate me, a-and I w-won't get to be like you-"

"Hey, hey, where's this coming from?" Kakashi grasped your shaking shoulders, looking into your milky, watery eyes, "Dongo, I could never hate you, so don't ever assume that, ok? And this was only your second attempt. You have plenty more to go. Don't be so hard on yourself. One of the most important things about being a ninja is never giving up. You're not giving up, are you?"

Quickly wiping your eyes, you shook your head and say softly, "Do you really think I can do it?"

Kakashi smiled and went to playfully pinch your cheek, kissing you on the forehead through his mask before saying, "I know you can. There's nothing you can't do, (y/n), and I'll always be right here by your side to make sure of that."

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Levi Ackerman

Levi was enjoying one of his rare days off from the ever tiring Survey Corps. He hadn't gotten to see you in over a week- something he chewed Erwin out for sternly. By the time he entered his house, you came rushing towards him, your tiny figure accidentally bumping into things along the way.

"What did I say about running?" He grumbled, unable to resist hugging you whenever you were close enough, "Damn runt, gonna hurt yourself."

"I missed you, daddy," You say in a mixture of sadness and excitement, your cracking voice causing him to frown, "You were gone so long. I-I was scared you wouldn't come back."

"Hmp, so much for faith," Levi ruffled your hair, relief flooding him at finally getting to be at your side again, "Has nanny been good to you?"

You whimpered a bit, your glossy eyes pointing towards the ground, "I like her, but... She doesn't let me draw... or cook... or sew."

At that answer, Levi sighed and palmed his face, cursing nonsense underneath his breath. This was a common problem for you and him; nannies and babysitters not letting you do anything fun all because you were blind. None of them had any patience or consideration and it really got on his nerves.

"Tell me she read to you at least?" He rubbed his temple, not really in the mood to threaten another dumb nanny for mistreating his child, but if he had to he would absolutely give her a piece of his mind.

Your small "yes" was the only thing that saved her.

Seeing the dejection decorating your face, Levi tapped on your nose and said, "Well, you should know it's been a while since I've had some decent food. Get your little butt in there and cook me something already."

Gasping in joy at his given permission to do one of your favorite activities, you nearly leaped into the air, twirling around and giggling excitedly, "Yay! I get to cook for daddy."

Before you could run off, Levi grabbed your hand and grumbled, "No running this time."

You grumbled back at him and marched to the kitchen with a silly pout on your face. Levi shook his head, grinning as he thought about how much he loved you. Honestly, you being blind was kind of a relief to him simply because it meant that you would never be able to fight. And being the protective father he was, he rather preferred it that way.

You were already doing such a good job at basic daily activities like reading braille, learning how to write, cooking small meals, navigating your way through familiar places, and even drawing and sewing. People said you wouldn't develop properly when you were born. Well, Levi would like to see them say that to his face now.

Taking off his jacket, Levi none-too-politely paid the nanny and threw her out of his house. Then he went into the kitchen where you were currently working on mixing eggs in a bowl, your eyes staring mindlessly at the wall. You may be blind, but you made him so unbelievably proud, you had no idea.

"I'm making your favorite, daddy," You say cheerfully when you noticed his presence.

Levi smirked and went to put some fire in the stove, "'Bout time I was spoiled."

You giggled, carefully climbed down from the chair, and walked over to him, reaching out to feel for his hand, "Can I see you?"

After getting the fire started, Levi knelt down in front of you and patiently allowed you to touch his face with your hands. You often did this during moments when he held you, your little hands gently feeling the structure of his face in an attempt to get an idea of what he really looked like.

"I missed you, daddy," You say quietly.

Levi reached forward and pulled you into a firm, loving hug, kissing the side of your cheek, "Missed you too, you little runt."

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Satoru Gojo

Who would have thought that his child would be born with beautiful crystal eyes like he himself had, and yet be cursed never to use them? Even though your disability was not his fault, Gojo still felt guiltily accountable, and always sought protecting you and making you the happiest he possibly could.

Starting a new morning, Gojo carried some fresh, folded clothes into your bedroom, quiet and stealthy. You were sleeping peacefully on your bed, your little snores causing his heart to flood with endearment. Gosh, you were so precious to him.

Setting the clothes down, Gojo knelt beside the bed and reached out to brush a gentle hand through your hair. You whimpered, your head stirring around on the pillow. "Hm? Hello? Rise and shine," He playfully sang.

You groaned softly, your body stretching out as your eyes squinted open. "Mm... Daddy?" You reached out to feel for him as your eyes stayed aimed towards the ceiling.

"Morning, my little angel," Gojo grabbed your hand and squeezed it gently, "Time to get up."

"Are you taking me to work today?" You asked curiously, tilting your head towards him, your hand tensing within his own larger one, "What if they don't like me?"

"Are you kidding me? They're gonna love you," Gojo blew raspberries and laughed, "And if they don't, then guess what? More butts' for me to leave my ultra-famous, Gojo styled foot print on."

Giggling at his joke, you reached out with your free hand and go to feel the blind-fold covering his powerful eyes, "I wish I could be more like you."

That sent a bullet roaring through Gojo's heart. He absolutely hated it when you degraded yourself and/or claimed that you wished you were different. It broke his heart more than you could ever imagine. "Hmm, well I love you just the way you are," He said casually.

"In fact I'd give up my own eyes any day to be just like you; free house, free food, the world's most riveting, handsome dad (if I do say so myself), and of course the opportunity to never have to work in a dangerous environment," Gojo smiled and patted your head, "There are plenty of reasons to be like you. Quit being so negative- you'll make the walls cry- and they don't even have eyes."

Letting go of your hand, Gojo grabbed your clothes and unceremoniously tossed them onto your face, "Hurry, hurry, or I'll eat all of the breakfast. Hm? Breakfast... Oh no, the breakfast!"

Sensing your father quickly disappear, you only manage to frown when the fire alarms began going off seconds later. Looks like he burnt breakfast... Again...

After you got dressed, brushed your teeth and headed down the hallway, you grimaced at the stench of burnt eggs. Goodness, what a silly father you had, but you loved him. Coming to a stop at the table where you sensed he was sitting at, you timidly held out a single band of cloth.

"Oh? What's this?" Gojo asked nonchalantly, pretending not to be embarrassed about, yet again, burning breakfast, "A scarf?"

"I... I thought that maybe... S-since I'm blind, maybe I could wear something like what you wear to cover your eyes. Then that way..." You frowned, tilting your nose down at the ground, "That way they won't know I'm blind. They'll think I'm strong, like you."

If your words could be knives, then they would have just sliced right through his chest. Still though, he managed to maintain his optimistic, calm persona, "What? You wanna lie to your new friends? Well that's not very nice. Their hearts would be broken in seconds."

"But..." You whimpered.

"Listen, (y/n)," Gojo reached out to grasp your shoulder, squeezing it gently, "You're not like me. You will never be anything like me. Why- you may ask? Because you're already a million times better."

You sniffled, leaning in to hug him, grateful that he so greatly accepted and loved you no matter how flawed you were, "I love you, daddy."

"I love you too, little angel who is stronger and cooler and- while I hate to admit it- better looking than me," Gojo teased, your laughter his haven that he could live in forever.

He loves you, (y/n), remember that.

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Yami Sukehiro

Yami, in general, was already extremely protective of you, especially after he discovered that you would forever be blind. Now that's not to say that he didn't encourage you to push past your limits. In fact he helped you train all the time. But see, the only problem he had with you training was when you trained by yourself.

And when he found out that you had been flying around on a broom by yourself thus leading to the breaking of your arm, Yami just about tore the rooftops off buildings with his sheer rage alone.

He was in the medical ward giving Magna and Luck a good scolding until you came prattling up, your arm perfectly healed by healing-magic. "Daddy, please stop being mean to Magna and Luck," You whined, tears in your eyes as you lightly shook, "I'm sorry. It's my fault... I went outside without their permission and rode the broom... It's my fault."

The entire ward went dead silent as Yami turned all his attention to you. Considering how bad his temper could get, you were pretty brave for admitting your mistake. And the look on your face; embarrassed, frightened and sad. He knew that you were telling the truth.

"Alright then," Yami relaxed and stepped forward to take your healed hand in his, his voice calm as he said, "Think it's 'bout time you and I had a little chat."

You whimpered but otherwise said nothing the entire time your father lead you just outside the ward. You knew from how he treated others that making him angry resulted in a scary outcome, and you worried what he would do to you now that you've finally done something to upset him. You felt bad too. Sad and regretful.

Once you were outside, Yami let go of your hand and lit a cigarette, "So... Ya just thought ya could do whatever the heck ya wanted to, huh?"

You tensed, your blind eyes staring at the ground, "I did a bad thing. I'm sorry, daddy."

Yami considered you. Unlike other people who annoyed him, he had never really ever gotten mad at you. Seeing how scared you were right now was suffocating enough to make him pout. Was he really making you that uncomfortable? But... He was your father. You shouldn't have to feel uncomfortable around him.

"Ya know, if this were me an' my dad, I woulda' already got my head beat in," Yami blew out a cloud of smoke, "Lucky for you though, I ain't him... I do wanna know one thing though- If all ya wanted to do was ride a damn broom, why didn't ya ask for help?"

You swayed back and forth, fiddling with your hands, "'Cause... You don't need help, an'..."

Ah. So you wanted to be like him. Yami closed his eyes in understanding. "Squirt, get over here an' look at me," Yami crouched down and guided your tiny hand to rest against the side of his face.

He in return cupped your face, gazing into your foggy eyes and saying, "I don't need help 'cause I'm all grown an' got full control over my mana. You're still a tiny, little sprout. Now if ya wanna train, that's fine, but 'till then, you train when someone else is around to help, ya hear?"

You nodded, your lower lip wobbling, "Yes, daddy."

"Eh? I go easy on ya an' you're still about'a cry? Talk about sensitive," Yami chuckled a bit, gently whacking your nose with his thumb.

"I-it's not you, daddy, I..." You whimpered, your body buckling up, "When I fell- i-it... It was just so scary a-and it hurt..."

Oh. Yami's face bloomed with realization. Oh... That was your first traumatic experience, huh? No wonder you were so upset. At first he thought about teasing you or making a sarcastic remark, but ultimately decided against it.

Instead he settled for wrapping his arms around you and pulling you against his large chest. "It'll be alright, squirt. You're tough. You'll pull through. Everything's gonna be alright, ya hear?"

Soaking up his comforting warmth and attention, you whimpered and nodded, trying your hardest to hide in the safety of his chest. Your father was so strong and comforting. With him around, it was guaranteed that you would always be safe.

[yeonsclover]

Oh could I please request something for nozel, Fuego and William where they kiss their s/o and they don't notice the lipstick smudge on their lips or cheek and go around doing their captain duties with it but everyone is too scared to point it out until someone does and they just burst into embarrassment??? So cute so cute

(I tried my best! Srry if spelling mistakes)

Captain reaction to you leave a lip stick mark on their face

WILLIAM

You two always start your day with a kiss before you two leave for work, and a kiss when you get back home. But today you put on your brightest red lipstick. And when you kiss your significant other you just so happed to leave a perfect mark of the print your lips left.

* You felt bad you weren’t gonna lie

* You knew what you had done but you didn’t feel bad. You were so tickled the whole day just thinking about it.

* Wondering how he will react

* Wondering how the people around him will react. You knew he would find out eventually

* Everyone was laughing at him or trying to hold in their laughter.

* He face turning more red with embarrassment the more he stares he gets

* William was already self conscious about his looks.

* He didn’t know why people were laughing at him

* I mean half of his face was covered already (unless were talking abt when it’s not)

* He walks through the hallway of the base making his way to the lunch hall.

* “I’m captain”

* “What is it Yuno” William asked innocently

* “I guess you and y/n had fun the morning?”

* If you think his face was red before it was now beet red.

* “What… why would you say that” he manages to get out but he stumbles on his words.

* Yuno takes out a pocket mirror out his bag and hands it to his captain

* All the color drained from his face.

* Let’s just say you got a phone call from him immediately afterwards with him softly yelling at you.

FUEGOLEON

You had to go on a mission with some of the squad members. But before you go you would never forget to give your favorite person the best kiss that would stay with them forever(well for a while)

* You and fuego have the ongoing prank wars

* You and he both knew they you’d be going on a mission for the next week

* So the both of you wanted to see who could pull of the best prank before you leave

* His prank ended up failing. But yours won’t.

* You went out to the store the day before and brought this bubble gum pink lipstick.

* You were being thoughtful you thought it would go well with the color of his hair

* And boy were you right.

* “Bye love see you later”

* You run out the the shared room before any ideas of his were formed

* You knew he had something up his sleeve but that would have to wait till you get back.

* Fuego had agree to train with his siblings the following day.

* “Um…. Big bro” Leo said

* “Are you tired of sparing Leo”

* “Um no” eyeing his face trying to hold in his laugh “you have um”

* Mereoleona burst on to the training groups running 15 minutes late.

* She runs on to the field but stops right in her tracks.

* And then she just burst out laughing uncontrollably

* “What the hell is on your face”

* “He touches his face rubbing the waxy like texture off and looking at it.

* He sighs in embarrassment.

* “Their going to be the death of me”

NOZEL

You don’t normally joke around with your boyfriend. But how can you not when he’s so cute when he’s mad? And you knew just the perfect thing to do and when to do it.

* Nozel had a captains meeting today

* You knew this was risky but you’d never waste an opportunity like this.

* You had just brought this new cherry red lipstick.

* And you knew exactly how you wanted to set this plan into action.

* Nozel had to leave soon to go to a captains meeting.

* And right before he left you didn’t forget to give him a big kiss on his forehead

* Walking into the captains meeting Nozel already was dreading it.

* He would much rather be at home with you.

* He didn’t want to be around these loud people (yami) for the next hour or two.

* He didn’t notice the stares at first.

* He looks over at dorthey to see her wide awake smirking at him (I just know she had to be awake for this)

* Turning to his right to Charlotte she’s staring at him with a blush lightly dusted on his cheeks but she quickly turns away when he narrowed his eyes to glare

* “When can we start this meeting I have better thing to do” Nozel said rolling his eyes

* “Yeah we can tell” yami said walking through the spatial mages portal

* Everyone at the table burst out laughing

* “What the hell is so funny”

* Yami reaches over and swipes the lipstick off of Nozels forehead “this is what’s funny”

* You definitely got a sten talking when he got home

* (He pretended to be mad and you guys cuddled all night long he’d never admit it)

[intheticklecloset]

helloo:) I hope you're doing well!

Do you think you can do a lee!luck ler!Yami? (if you want to ofc), either like; Luck was feeling down and Yami decided to tickle him, or he wasn't doing good In training.

(I can imagine Yami being a brutal ler tbh, if he pinned someone I doubt they could get away while he teases and tickles people. I feel like to tease and embarrass people he'd use baby talk to tease like; "what? Can't take your wittle tum-tum being tickled?"

SORRY I RANTED, you dont have told do a fic like this btw:) hope you're doing well

TickleTober Day #20: Tickle Monster

Luck and Yami (Black Clover)

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It said a lot about Yami’s strength and speed as a captain that he was able to get Luck into this position in the first place. One may argue that it was luck itself that had something to do with it, but the boy knew better, and everyone knew better, so no one dared to call him out for it.

Luck was too busy shrieking and thrashing to do much of anything else, anyway.

“I’m sohohohohohorry, I’m sohohohohohohorry! Yahahahahahami!”

“Didn’t I tell you to calm the hell down?” Yami grumbled good-naturedly as he pinned the magic knight to the couch, fingers drilling deep into his sensitive sides.

Luck tried and failed once again to twist his way out of there, earning another ticklish squeeze for his efforts. “Gahahahahaha I’m sohohohohohorry!”

“Are you?” Yami chuckled. “You sure kept it up when I was yelling at you to knock it off. I was beginning to think you wanted me to punish you.”

The blonde didn’t protest one way or the other – he just kept squirming and laughing and pushing uselessly at the captain’s broad shoulders.

“Oh? You did? Well then, this isn’t much of a punishment for you, is it? It’s a reward.”

Luck knew from the shift in his boss’ voice what was about to come next, and he squealed and tried wriggling away for real, managing to escape for only a split second before he suddenly found himself face-first in the couch, those dastardly tickling fingers now hooked under his arms.

“GAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!” he screamed, dissolving into helpless bouts of mirth, legs kicking even after Yami had taken a seat on his backside, tickling him like there was nowhere else he’d rather be. “NOT THEHEHEHEHEHERE YAMI, PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

Yami smirked. It was unfair how easily he was able to pin Luck in place – it took no effort at all for him to draw the loudest shrieks and peals of hysteria from the lightning mage. The captain would be lying if he said he wasn’t having fun, though. “Heh. Even people who like this kinda thing have a weak spot. Looks like I found yours, huh?”

“PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

“I dunno. I don’t think you’ve really got it in your head that I need you to chill the hell out for today, Luck…” Yami smiled and grabbed one of Luck’s arms to pry it over his head, ignoring the boy’s giggly pleading as he scratched at his now open armpit.

The blonde wailed and laughed so hard he thought his lungs might give out on him, kicking and begging for mercy, but Yami didn’t let up until he could see that the blonde was truly growing desperate. Then he let him go and ruffled his hair, but he wasn’t fooling anyone, least of all Luck.

When it came to tickling, no one could be beat. The captain of the Black Bulls was a downright tickle monster.

But they all loved him for it.

[starsfeyes]

Yami’s hands are so big. You can’t help but stare, even when he’s doing regular everyday tasks- eating, drinking, even when he’s just twiddling his thumbs. You can’t help but wonder how his hands would feel all over your body.

I’m currently trying to get back into writing so I’m starting small. Send me some request!

[husbandograveyard]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He didn’t have to say that twice.

[whackdreamer]

She wanted him to look.

He was looking. He was looking at her for a time now, but she just hadn’t noticed it. 

 He was looking. 

As the sword descended upon her, he was still looking. Which is why he jumped in front of her to protect her from the attack. The pain he endured from the blow was secondary to what he felt when he saw her fall alongside him, as she suffered from the same fatal injury he tried to prevent. 

 When he closed his eyes he could still see her. The face of the one he tried to save till the end.

[amaya-writes]

Amaya's Ringtober 2023 Masterlist

General Post

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Masterlist:

How the Haikyuu boys would propose to you: Kenma, Kuroo, Daichi, Kageyama, Oikawa, Atsumu

The demon brothers reacting to their fiance losing her ring

Innocent childhood romance with Megumi where he gives you a promise ring

Nanami and his stay at home wife headcanons

Illumi angst scenario: his wife finds out he 'cheated' during one of his assassinations

Black Clover characters introduce you (their new finance) to their siblings: Finral, Gauche, Leo

Port mafia characters x reader arranged marriage AU (reader is Mori's relative): Dazai (he never left PM AU), Chuuya, Akutagawa

The 1A boys and the type of ring they would propose with

Tokyo Revengers characters picking out a ring: Mikey, Hanma, Draken, Chifuyu, Mitsuya

Gojo, Itadori and Nanami reacting to reader rejecting their proposal

Bnha characters arranged marriage AU x traditional reader: Izuku, Shoto, Bakugo, Denki, Shinso

Shigaraki x Redestro's daughter arranged marriage AU

How they would react to your ring being the wrong size: Gojo, Dazai, Bakugo, Shoto, L, Mikey

Your child broke your marriage ring scenario with Dabi

Bnha characters accidentally proposing at the same time as reader: Iida, Denki, Tokoyami, Dabi, Aizawa, Shinsou and Shigaraki

Reader reacting to finding out they once wanted to marry someone else- open to characters but wants Gojo, Megumi, Hisoka and Atsushi

Haikyuu characters noticing reader stopped wearing their ring (angst to comfort- everything's fine at the end) any characters + Ushijima and Kuroo

1A boys when the reader proposes to them

1A boys reacting to reader watching a wedding scene and saying 'that's going to be us someday?'

Gojo reacting to reader looking starstrucked by a wedding dress they see while shopping

BSD characters reacting to reader casually saying they're going to marry them one day

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Game Status:

OPEN, Currently Writing Reqs

Requests Status:

21/30 Reqs, 6/21 Written

[jubilee40]

After Work Mini-Series Masterlist:

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Tired after an 8hr shift w/ Husband Nanami

Picking you up after work w/ Criminal Boyfriend Sukuna

Quickie in the women’s restroom w/ Boyfriend Ran Haitani

Soft Moment After Work W/ Ryomen Sukuna

No One Showed Up To Your Newly Created College Club W/ Osamu Dazai

Sudden Random Satoru Gojo Idea (JJK College AU)

Kyojuro Rengoku & his tired wife

Multi-Fandom Nicknames They Have For You

To Be Continued…

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These are not full fics, these are fantasies and ideas I've thought of when I'm at work and wanted to share. Some fics might be set in a college AU instead of an after-work scenario.

[loosesodamarble]

The heart shattering realization that Acier died but she at least got to be there for Noelle's first birthday.

The curse made her too weak to hold her baby daughter or even sit up, so Acier had to lay on her bed with Noelle curled up next to her. She stroked little Noelle's cheek and smiled, knowing that Noelle was healthy and strong. She sang a gentle lullaby when Noelle woke and cried in a fuss. She gave her baby girl as many kisses as she possibly could give. Let Noelle curl her too small hand around one of Acier's fingers in a search for comfort. Acier loved Noelle with what little strength she had left in her.

Because Acier knew her time was short. She knew that she wouldn't be able to see Noelle grow up.

After soothing Noelle to sleep that night, Acier looked upon her infant daughter. A sad smile on her face.

"Happy birthday, my little Noelle. Mama wants you to know that you're loved, so very much. I hope every birthday you have after this is even happier than the last."

Acier gave Noelle one last kiss goodnight.

Her one wish for Noelle was for her to have all the happiness in the world.

[lee-lucius]

Advent Calender 1: Cold

Word Count: 489

Usually, Luck was a menace. Don't get him wrong, Magna loved his boyfriend, but he was an absolute menace almost all of the time.

Except for times like these, when the sky darkened far too early, accompanied by the first few wisps of snow, littered faintly across the ground. When his eyes would grow too weary, blinking over and over until a yawn finally escaped him. When there was a faint chill in the air nipping at his flushed skin, leaving him only wanting one thing. 

And he found it. With another yawn, Luck collapsed into his arms and snuggled close to Magna, who sputtered an initial protest before relaxing into the touch, unable to hide his smile at Luck's clingy behavior. He knew how rare this was, and he certainly knew more than anyone else what a menace Luck normally was, except for when he was tired, so it didn't matter that it was practically in the middle of the afternoon or that Magna was relaxing on the common room couch when he came over and unceremoniously plopped himself onto Magna's lap in front of everyone because he really had no shame.

Besides, it was rare to see him so relaxed and cozy, and Magna could never resist his puppy-dog eyes.

Luck dug his head into the crook of his neck, while Magna wrapped his arms around him tighter, rubbing soothing circles onto his hips and allowing his heat to seep into Luck. His boyfriend squirmed, swatting at his hand with a whine.

"Stop, it tickles."

Magna smirked. "Oh, really? That's too bad."

Luck shrieked as ruthless fingers were dug into his hips, sluggishly thrashing away from the ticklish sensations. "Nohohoho! Mahahagna stahahap!"

"Nah, maybe this will teach you a lesson for stealing my pudding earlier."

"Buhuhut ihihit wahahas fuhUHUNY! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE!" He screamed, voice raising at least three octaves as Magna started kneading his hips, dipping his hands down to make direct contact with his cold skin that was becoming more and more feverish with each passing second. 

"You warmed up yet?"

Luck's head was thrown back in laughter, his cheeks more flushed than before and hair sticking up at odder angles than usual. Still, he remained in Magna's lap, curled up to him, any attempts at a response dying on the tip of his tongue only to be replaced by shrill whines.

It was a moment of weakness, admittedly. But his boyfriend was so tired and cute, and he could never resist his puppy-dog eyes.

He eased his attack, switching from kneading his hips to gently scribbling his fingers across Luck's stomach. Relieved, he immediately relaxed, sinking into the touch with sweet giggles.

Magna scoffed, "You wanted this the whole time, didn't you?"

Luck didn't respond, instead yawning between his laughter as he settled in for another joyful night with his partner, letting his heart fill with warmth and laughter until the cold was forgotten altogether.

[dirty-lilthings]

MASTERLIST.

drabbles!

• hero ,, izuku midoriya (MHA)

• overstimulation ,, izuku midoriya (MHA)

• ass lover ,, ren amamiya/kurusu akira/joker (P5/P5R)

fics!

• pending....

headcanons + others!

• pending....

[brotheramberland]

So I wanted to talk about how some of my "fictional father" rules and ideas work.

First up: What characters from what fandoms would make good fathers? (Sorry it's a long list. Also, if you're wondering why certain antagonists' were listed, there's more explanation further down).

Fandom: Naruto. Characters: Naruto, Sasuke, Kakashi, Gaara, Yamato, Gai, Neji, Shikamaru, Iruka, Jiraiya, Itachi, Obito, Orochimaru, and Zabuza.

Fandom: One Piece. Characters: All of the Mugiwara crew, Trafalgar, Kid, Ace, Sabo, Crocodile, Doflamingo, Lucci, Smoker, Katakuri, the Akazaya Nine, Shanks, Buggy, Marco, and Rayleigh. (I could honestly write almost every character on here as a parent figure, but the list would be way too long).

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen. Characters: Lol, all of them.

Fandom: Attack on Titan. Characters: Eren, Armin, Levi, Jean, Reiner, Levi and Erwin.

Fandom: Black Clover. Characters: Umm... All of them? This fandom is beyond rich with potential parent figures, don't even get me started.

Fandom: Guardians of The Galaxy. Characters: Quill, Drax, Rocket, and Yondu.

Fandom: Marvel. Characters: Tony, Thor, Steve, Bucky, Bruce, Scott, Loki, Clint, and Sam.

Fandom(s): DreamWorks and Disney. Characters: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Bruno Madrigal, Grug Crood, Death the Wolf. (And a whole bunch of others.)

Fandom: Criminal Minds. Characters: Spencer, Derek, David, Matthew, and Luke.

Fandom(s): Alien movies like Predator, Avatar, or Transformers for some extra flavor and diversity.

Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender. Characters: Aang, Sokka, Zuko, Iroh, and Jet.

Fandom: 911 and 911 Lone Star. Characters: All of them. Every main character within these two fandoms is amazing.

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Why are certain antagonists listed?

Well that's because I'm obsessed with bad guys and I love imagining them in scenarios where they are actually good. Antagonists in general are very powerful, crazy and frightening, but if you keep those attributes and turn them into good people with good intentions, they make for some pretty awesome, likable parent figures.

So if I ever write an antagonist as a parent figure, just know that I'm intentionally making them good for the benefit of the reader-inserts and the drabbles. But, hey, if you wanna read and imagine them the way they originally are, then by all means I support you.

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I obviously have father figures covered, but what about mother figures?

There are lots of female characters I love, but I primarily want to focus on the males just because that is my preference. However, on down the road I do see myself writing mother drabbles. I wouldn't mind. And, considering the circumstances of the reader-inserts, a mother figure might be more suited for the plot. You never know.

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What will the reader-inserts be like?

For reader-inserts under the age of twelve, I will display it in the title as "child!reader".

For reader-inserts over the age of twelve, I will display it in the title as "teen!reader".

For child reader plots, I plan for them to be mostly fluffy and light-hearted. You know, young kids are curious, they're inexperienced, they're clumsy, they get scared, they get bullied, and so on and so forth. There's lots of topics and plots I can create for child reader-inserts.

For teen reader plots, things might get a little bit more angsty. As we all know, teenage years are absolutely insane. Teenagers are rebellious, they're curious, they're discovering their own sexuality, they're going through puberty, and they're trying new, dangerous and some times risky things. Teenagers are also very, VERY emotional, and under certain circumstances they can really struggle with anxiety, depression, social stability, loneliness and a whole bunch of other stuff. Of course there will be fluff in these drabbles, but also some light angst here and there.

For the most part the reader will be portrayed as the biological child of the character, but I do plan on writing lots of adoption stuff too.

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The father figures won't always be perfect.

As we all probably know, parents are anything but perfect. They make mistakes. Lots and lots of mistakes. And sometimes parents don't care that they make mistakes, nor do they ever try to right their wrongs and apologize. Some parents don't even want to accept nor understand their child. (I'm sure some of you know what I mean).

But whereas these fictional father figures may make mistakes, they also try to fix those mistakes and right their wrongs. That's what I plan to accomplish with my father drabbles. I want to create loving, supportive, understanding father figures who are willing to do anything for their child. Because when you're a kid and you struggle with life, a loving parent is all you really want.

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What about characters who are too young to have kids?

So an example for this would be any character that is around the age of 15-25 like Luffy. Well there are two simple solutions to this. Either I'll age up the characters or I'll say that the reader is adopted. It kind of just depends on what the drabble calls for.

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Why am I doing this?

Well if you're like me and you had a rough childhood, then you just kind of want to reimagine yourself in a scenario where you're happy, accepted, catered, loved, protected, safe and cared for. I just want this to be something akin to a safe place for people to come and find joy and peace in the drabbles that I create.

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Mild disclaimer: I know I have a lot of characters in mind to write for, but the process of my updates may be slow-going sometimes because I do have a full time job and annoying adult responsibilities. I try to write whenever I can. If updates seem slow, just know that I'm sorry and that I'm trying my hardest to supply you with all the fictional father goodness you crave.

Ta-ta my friends!

[deltajellybean793]

How the Black Bulls react to a Love Letter - Part 2

This is Part 2 of headcanons with the Black Bulls, Part 1 here

Finral Roulacase

He's over the moon that someone even cares enough to be an admirer.

Immediately goes out of his way to send gifts to the sender and plan out a date.

Vanessa Enoteca

Probably think it's a prank and ignore it for weeks.

After awhile though and after she sobers up she'll return the gesture by taking the sender on a night out.

She might even reward them with a kiss on a cheek, because she ain't no floozy, not that kind anyway

Nacht Faust

Determines whether or not you're a good person or not.

If you aren't, he roasts the shit outta you and refuses to speak to you.

If you are, however, he'll definitely send you thank you gifts and might consider taking you out.

Gonna have to be patient though, since he ain't the biggest fan of himself.

Charmy Pappitson

Thinks the sender wants to take her on a lunch date at first.

After the meal and explanation, she gets all flustered and scurries away on her fluff cloud.

Responds to you a week later and starts sending you some home cooked treats.

Secré Swallowtail

Ignores it for a while since she isn't quite over Lumiere or used to things yet.

Sends the sender a response letter saying she's open to the idea of meeting up.

After hanging out for awhile, she slowly starts to show her true feelings to the sender.

Sender will have to show her things outside of a library for fun though

[intheticklecloset]

TickleTober Day #12: Witch

Finessa (Black Clover)

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“It doesn’t matter how many portals you put up, sweetie,” Vanessa cooed playfully at Finral, who looked flushed and frustrated but also like he was having the time of his life with this little game of theirs. “You should know just as well as anyone, you can’t escape Rouge’s threads of fate.”

“I-It’s not my fate to be…!” the portal mage trailed off, cheeks turning even pinker as he threw up another portal with the one limb he had left free. Moments later those unfairly useful threads wrapped around his wrist, effectively holding him in place as Vanessa strode up to him with the confidence of someone who was about to get exactly what she wanted.

She smiled at him. “Not your fate to be what, hmm?”

Finral shot Rouge a mock glare as she took her place on the witch’s shoulders. “Traitor. You’re supposed to protect me!”

“She’s protecting both of us,” Vanessa chuckled, reaching for his prone form. “She knows you tend to flail when someone’s tickling you.”

“Ah! W-Wait, no, this isn’t fahahahair!” Finral whined, trying in vain to pull his arms in protectively as she pinched and scribbled at his waist and belly, giggles spewing out of him beyond his control. “Vahahahahanehehehessa, plehehehehehease!”

The pink-haired witch just smiled at him and winked. ��Aww, what’s the matter, Finral? I thought you liked being tickled~”

“D-Dohohohohohon’t just sahahahahahay it lihihihihihike that!” he wailed, letting out a gasp and squirming in the threads’ hold when she reached his upper ribs. “Nononono, dohohohohohon’t!”

“Hmm? Don’t what?”

“Tihihihihihihihickle me!” he cried, then instantly backtracked when he realized his mistake, eyes going wide. “Wait! No, thahahahahat’s nohohohohohot what I—eeheheheheheheheheeeeeeek!”

Vanessa giggled along with the poor boy’s shrieks of laughter as she scribbled her deviously long nails into his armpits, watching him squirm and tremble helplessly in her threads with a warm feeling in her chest.

“Tickle you?” she cooed, daring to take a step closer and whisper directly in his ear. “It would be my pleasure, sweetheart~”

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Soo... somewhat of a plot bunny, and I need to get it out of my system @talpup and I can’t do this in the comment section, so apologies, but:

(There will be angst, major character death, and no happy ending in this one)

Imagine Asta coming back from Hino with the intent to take on Lucius, after the monologue of how Asta, the boy who has tried to understand every other opponent he has had until then, stated that he will never forgive Lucius. There is a battle, there will be the Bulls, and each member of the main cast will have their battle, until the Final Battle. 

The issue is that Julius is still in there. Lucius claims that Julius is dead, and surely, if Lucius needed to kill Julius, then Julius is good, right?! Julius is the one that they need to save, and with the help of Julius fighting from the inside, they could defeat Lucius, surely, right?

Until Marx shows up. The good, trusted advisor of the real 28th Wizard King, who has been by Julius’ side for near a decade, and has none other than Memory Magic. And what he has to tell reveals layers upon layers of a plan that has been set in motion over 20 years ago, perhaps even longer, and it is all for this moment. 

How Julius searched for the longest time a possibility to defeat his soul twin, the evil that lurks within. And then he came upon a plan, a chance. A boy who was out of the loop of magic. 

After all, no mage could defeat someone like Lucius. As much was clear. So, there needed to be someone, who was not in the system, who shouldn’t have been, not according to any outcome that could be seen or predicted. 

An anomaly. 

And the plan was hidden behind layers upon layers of Memory Magic. The plan, the knowledge. That the boy, with the power to negate magic, would come head to head with someone who loved magic. 

And the one who loved magic, would gladly see it unfold for one last time, as the whole purpose of the boy, now a man, is to kill the mentor, the wanderer, the king. Because that is the only way to end it. 

The mentor is a good man, after all. So, he will welcome it. 

“Kill me”, he stated with a smile on his face. “One life for the sake of millions. It is not a bad deal to make.”

And Asta, through the memories shown to him, has seen that it is the only way, but he hesitates. 

“Kill me,” the mentor, the good man within an evil man, begs. 

And so, the boy, now a man, does as he was meant to be. 

By which he learns, that unlike the God of Destruction with a Devil Heart stated, or the Witch with a thread to wind suggested, Fate is not yours to make. Because there is fate, and there is Fate. 

The good ‘ol Fate that never falters. The one that cannot be made. 

Not a fate, at the mercy of fickle beings such as humans, but Fate. 

And Fate, has dictated that very moment. That the boy, who forgave and forgave and forgave, could forgive no longer. He must become a murderer. 

[husbandograveyard]

This drabble is part of my summer celebration collection! Prompt: Ice Cream Characters featured: Charmy (Black Clover), 2nd person GN Reader Requested by: @blueflamebimbo [a/n]: I should really get back into Black Clover and get to watching the movie. Also I want an ice cream right now, haha. Enjoy <3

Charmy’s magic and her sheep cooks had saved you from several life-threatening situations before. Most of the time said situation was that you were simply starving, and like hell would she let anyone get hungry under her watch. The hearty meals her sheep cooks produced at a rapid tempo always tasted absolutely scrumptious and made you feel better, whether it was an empty stomach that needed to be filled or mana that needed to be replenished. 

But today was such a hot day, you couldn’t even look forward to Charmy’s delicious nommies even though training had left you near starving. You were sweaty, grimy, exhausted, feeling sore and your mana was on the brink of depleted. But the mere thought of a hot meal made your stomach churn. Not right now, not when it was feeling like one of Magna’s fireballs outside. You wanted a cold shower, some water, and find yourself a spot in the shade to just get some more energy. 

So focused on getting just that, you didn’t even notice Charmy approaching you. “Y/n, you look like you could use some special summer nommies!” You barely registered what she said, and were about to politely tell her that you weren’t really that hungry at the moment, when you suddenly noticed just what she was holding out to you. “Ice cream?” If your pupils could be heart-shaped, they would be right now, and your delight translated into you picking her -and the ice cream- up, giving her a quick spin. She didn’t even realize just how happy she had made you right now. 

“Oh Charmy, have I ever told you how much I loved you?”