#mereoleona vermillion x reader

[amphibiahawks321]

Can we get a Mereoleona with a Shy male S/O that everyone thinks is just a follower of hers or someone she forces to be around her and when she reveals he's her husband/Boyfriend everyone is super shocked

[Asta viciously staring at mereoleona and Y/N chatting]

Asta : .......That's it I'm gonna ask him–

Yuno : Please don't....

Asta : I can't help myself okay! Seriously who is that guy? And WHY would he want to be around someone like HER? Out of all people!

Noelle : It's none of our business! also do you WANT to anger her?!

Asta : is he a follower of her? Or maybe... Do you think she forces him to be around her?!

Yuno : ......Okay the second one could actually be a possibility

[Mereoleona leaves Y/N for a moment]

Asta : ......My chance

Noelle : i swear if you–

[Within a second Asta immediately starts running up to Y/N making Noelle face palms herself and yuno sighs]

Asta : Hello there!

M!Reader : !!!?!?

Asta : Sorry to bother you! But you mind if I ask you just a small tiny little question?

M!Reader : Well... I suppose i–

Asta : Why are you following her? Did she pay you to be around her? Are you like a follower of hers? If so WHY HER OF ALL PEOPLE?!

M!Reader : i-i well it's that–

Asta : Did she win you at a contest? Or maybe–

Noelle : Shut up! Stop asking him nonsense brainless questions! Your brain is already empty as it is!

Yuno : Sighs I'm sorry for my.... Friend....

M!Reader : don't worry about it's no big deal

Asta : But please just answer ONE question of mine! Are you actually not bruised up when you're around her–

[Noelle immediately bonks asta on the head]

Asta : Ow! Hey!

M!Reader : Not at all! she's very sweet!

Asta : ......are you sure you're talking about the right person–

[Noelle bonks asta on the head again]

Asta : Ow!

M!Reader : Absolutely! Well.... chuckles it's probably because I'm her boyfriend/husband but who knows

Noelle : Are you happy now Asta? His her–.....

Noelle : .......

Yuno : .....

Asta : .......

Asta : Did...... Did you just say.... Boyfriend/husband.....

M!Reader : Yeah!

Yuno : What–

Asta/Noelle : WHAAT!!?

Asta : Why would you pick.... SUCH a barbarian As your–........

[Asta, Noella and yuno felt a giant flaming paws clinging onto their heads]

Asta : ......

Yuno : ......

Noelle : ......

[Asta and yuno thought 💭]

AGAIN?!!/not again....

[The three slowly turn their heads slowly to reveal mereoleona staring down at the three of them absolutely pissed]

Mereoleona : You three....

10 Minutes later

[Noelle, Yuno and Noelle on their knees still having mereoleona's paws still on them while Y/N trying to convince her not to punish them]

M!Reader : My dear... Please calm down... Asta just wanted me to answer a couple of questions....

Mereoleona : I heard a certain someone... Called me a barbarian now I wonder who that would be....

[Mereoleona narrows her eyes at Asta which makes Asta instantly screaming in his mind]

M!Reader : Baby calm down, I promise they weren't a bother

Mereoleona : ........Sighs fine....

[Y/N starts smiling and kiss her cheek]

Asta : Thank you for having Mercy!✨–

Mereoleona : The only reason why your mouth isn't tapped onto the wall right now is because of Y/N....

Asta : yes ma'am....

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

hihi!!! your oc is so cute! ^^ could you you please write some headcanons or a short one shot with mereo x fem!reader on her period? thank you sm! :D

Hiya~! :3 Thank you!! I'm so happy to hear that you like her T^T <3

Yes! I was in the middle of writing her for something else, and this proved to come at a suitable time to try and align myself with writing for her again. So, I hope you enjoy~

Pairing: Mereoleona x f!reader Fanfic type: Oneshot Genre: romance, fluff Length: ~0.7k Contains: talk about periods and period pain, not much else, has fluff, Mereo giving a word of comfort in her own way

It was again that time of the month. Though you tried to power through it, despite feeling the approaching cramps, discomfort and pain. Because you knew that the world wouldn’t stop, just because you’d have your time of the month again.

An unfortunate fact.

But. You’d try your best to not let it out on those around you. Because you didn’t want to be mean to them, even though they’d understand that you’re just in pain constantly, which made things… especially your temper, more difficult. Your energy levels would be down, and you’d find it more difficult to concentrate on things.

Which wasn’t unordinary by any means.

If you were anyone else than Mereoleona, that is.

It just seemed so … strange. Like, it wasn’t that you could have imagine the proud, uncrowned, undefeated lioness struggling in period pains previously, but after starting to date her she just… never seemed to show signs of it. Her temper remained always the same. No particular fatigue. Never complained about being in pain.

And once you had had to ask about it. About how she just… pushed through it.

Her reply had been a shrug, and an utterance of how she didn’t feel that much of… anything, while on her period. Sure, there was a sense of weight. Sometimes discomfort in her lower stomach. And bleeding constantly was hardly the most pleasant of sensations, but all in all ‘it wasn’t that bad’.

‘It wasn’t that bad’.

To her.

Which had made you, for a while, want to just try to… suck it up, and carry on. Just like she did.

Only that… maybe her pains just… weren’t as bad as yours? People had different levels of pain, so maybe this was just about that. Or then she had hardened herself during the years she had spent in the wilderness. So, she had a rather large head-start when it came to that.

And you couldn’t just… will the pain away. On a particularly bad cycle.

“I’m sorry but then pains are just.. too bad, now,” you told her at the side of the training grounds while holding your stomach.

Her eyes turned to you, as she stood there, like the pilar of strength that she was, with her arms crossed. And then she nodded.

But as you began walking past her, she followed, without a word. Until you were an adequate distance away from the rest.

“I’m not.. as good with pain as you,” you half admitted, half mused with melancholy.

“There are different kinds of pain,” she replied. Her tone wasn’t angry, or adamant, but more… factually gentle.

Your head turned to her, as you walked down the corridor. But no words left your lips.

“Some pains should be pushed through. And those are the kinds that make you stronger, in the end. But some pains, just exist. And while you can’t do anything with them, other than persevere, they subside, in the end.”

For some reason it sounded like she was talking a little about the world, and not just period pains. But… the logic applied, just the same.

“Besides, people tell me that warmth helps with period pains in particular,” she added. “And given how I’m so warm, it wouldn’t surprise me if that had something to do with how I seem to be getting off easier on that aspect.”

A faint chuckle left you, because there seemed to be an attempt of a joke in the statement.

Of which the faint smirk on her lips spoke.

“But… perhaps I can spare a little of the warmth,” she grinned while wrapping her arm around you, and evoking her flames that enveloped you without leaving as much as a scrape on their war, but instead, leaving you feeling warm, and soft, like it was warm water travelling over you. Like a bath, and a shower, combined, which eased the pain. And brought comfort to your very soul.

Because it was certain that the evening would continue with food and drinks, delivered to your shared bedroom, where you’d lay, comfortably in her warm embrace. After all, she was a lion, and she did have a habit of loitering around, when she deemed it necessary to spare some energy for more fitting feats.

It was just that in this, taking care of her girlfriend, and paying around in bed, while taking a nap, was wrapped up in one.

[kyokutsu-sama]

*Fuegoleon at the table with Y/n, after organizing a dinner to introduce her to his siblings*

Fue: Leopold, Mereoleona, this is Y/n, my girlfriend.

Leopold: She's pretty and I think you guys make a great couple.

Mereoleona *smiling*: In my opinion, I think you could have found someone better than that thing... just saying.

Fue *getting up from his chair*: SISTER !! That's not a thing to say, you're embarrassing her. Apologize now !!

Mereoleona: Hey, Calm your ass down!! I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to her

*Y/n and Leopold pursing their lips to keep from laughing*

[jacks-little-jacky]

How do you think the other captains would react if Jack a soft cute so but in the battle field she’s just as violent as him

The other Captains | Jack the Ripper x Reader Headcanons

This is the second time I've written this request and I swear to god if Tumblr crashes again and deletes everything I will start pre-writing everything on docs. Also, this isn't my usual request of writing for Jack but rather the other Captain's opinions on something that has to do with Jack, so I hope I somewhat nailed them.

Yami Sukehiro

Honestly he's so confused about how Jack got a gf

She's cute??? Huh???

Since I see them as the best buddies, he's glad that Jack got himself a pretty and sweet gf but he fears how long he's able to keep her because the man is batshit crazy

so he's a bit surprised but relieved when he sees you go crazy too

he was a lil afraid Jack would become too much or maybe try to dull himself down as he only saw your cute side, so seeing how you're able to match him is good in his eyes

still makes jokes about Jack being too dumb to keep a relationship but he secretly ships it fr

William Vangeance

he likes you! you're sweet and nice!

maybe a little weird next to Jack because you seem his polar opposite

doesn't think too much about it, he's glad you make Jack happy

like Yami he spends a little moment to wonder if maybe he'd get too much for you

also relieved but not as much when he sees your other side

also... a little concerned.... especially if you're not a magic knight.

Rill Boismortier

oh! Captain Jack has a girlfriend! He has a heart! A soft side!

and you're so sweet too???

he def. would try to get along with you, partially because he really thinks you're sweet and he's a very friendly guy

also because he hopes it puts him in good books with Jack because he's lowkey scared

His reaction when you reveal your crazy side is like: "... Oh no... they're both insane..."

He likes your passion though! And how it matches with Jack. He sees a certain beauty in how your differences become irrelevant in a dire/battle situation and you both "dance" on the field

Mereleona Vermillion

she doesn't care all that much tbh

she thinks you're sweet but doesn't really waste another thought on it

only get's interesting when she sees how intense you can get

I guess she'd like Jacks willingness to fight so to see that you're kinda double trouble would be relationship goals for her

doesn't really spend much time thinking about it tho

Charlotte Roselei

How

No, just how? Jack? Pulled a girl? A sweet one like you?

She's baffled

You're so sweet? And nice? And that all for someone like Jack?

Charlotte doesn't like most men in general and while I am a firm believer of Jack x Charlotte in a platonic friendship way... She still would be confused how someone likes him ROMANTICALLY

a little happy for Jack tho, she knows he's not that bad (and she likes roudy guys Yami too)

likes you a lot more when she sees you can dish out some too, maybe would even suggest for you to join her squad

a little worried about Jack and you riling each other up though

Dorothy Unsworth

she likes you, you're sweet and she ships the difference in everyday attitude

Now it depends, if you're being unnecessarily cruel, she'd frown at it but she understands well that it's fun to let loose and play with your magic (which can be very destructive at times)

so yeah Dorothy would like the energy but if you're like crazy violent in a sense of hurting more than you'd have to for no real reason she'd be put off a little

she'd pull you into her glamour world sometimes to show you versions of Jack who totally swoons over you because that how it looks like to her LMAO

Kaiser Granvorka

he's also a little concerned about you at first

sure Jack has to be somewhat sane and respectable to be a Captain but I don't think Kaiser thinks too highly of him

he likes you tho, hopes that maybe you'll rub off on Jack a little

when he sees the way you behave in battle he's more concerned

maybe... he doesn't want you to rub off on Jack. He is crazy enough

After all, this man is married as far as I know and I belive he's still as happy as he can be for you two

Nozel Silva

he's... confused.

Now if you're a noble or a royal his mind is genuinely blown and he thinks Jack did some dirty trick to get you with him

if you're a peasant he doesn't care. at all. maybe raises an eyebrow but doesn't care too much.

if you're a noble/royal he's a bit "concerned" about your violent side but of course, you'd be powerful. it does shift his view on the relationship in a more positive light to see that you don't need to use Jack as a bodyguard/are not dependent on him

if you're a peasant his only thought is "Great, now there's two of them..." - he doesn't like your boyfriend and your chances for him to like you are very, very thin

he might like you more than Jack though because you at least have a sweet and soft side that is socially acceptable

Fuegoleon Vermillion

he's pretty much a middle ground of William and Nozel here

he thinks his part but you won't catch onto that

very glad you're a well behaved and mannered woman and you seem to manage Jack's personality well

he can see the appeal for Jack when you match him, you have no reason to be scared if you're the same and you certainly understand his odd... hobbies like this

but also a little concerned that there are now two of that kind together

Julius Novachrono

Man is in everybodies business

he doesn't say or think much of it tbh, he has seen a fair amount of people and how layered they can be

he likes that you're sweet and soft because it definitely could be handy for Jack (he doesn't cause trouble that much but damn him and Yami at the same spot is always a ticking time bomb and oh does your presence keep Jack focused on something else than Yami)

the violent part is only really interesting depending on your magic, if somehow you and Jack worked on a spell or something that boosts both of you when near each other he'd be intrigued

just hope none of you gets hurt (or does something illegal)

[xkaidaxxxx]

Nozel Silva x Y/n Vermillion

Mentions: Confession, 1st kiss, family, overall fluff!!!

Reblogs are appreciated <3 (no proof read. Random short story!)

“You’re a piece of shit Nozel. You and your stupid sister and brother. How could you treat Noelle like that?” You said. “ She’s nothing but a failure. She’s born defective.” Nozel replied. You managed to slap him even though you’re short. He looked at you with anger. Before he could say anything hurtful to you, Fuegoleon showed up with 2 newcomers and Yami. “ Hey Y/n this is Yuno. He’s part of the Golden Dawn and that’s Asta. He’s a black bull. It's your job to show them around.” Your older brother ordered. “ Yes, big brother. Yuno, Asta. I’m y/n Vermillion. It’s really nice meeting you.” You greeted as you began to walk with them. Once you reached the end of the hall and turned, Fuegoleon looked pissed. 

“Don’t you ever dare cross the fucking line with my baby sister. Have your family issues in your house, not mine.” He said. “ She slapped me because of my family issues.”Nozel replied. His other siblings are backing him up. “ Well if she did it, it must be for a very good reason. Why are you even here?” Fuegleon asked. Yami stood there loving the drama. “The same reason why Yami is here.” Nozel replied. “Ah so you heard about Asta’s grimoire.” Yami said. “He’s a commoner. He has Devil Anti Magic.” Nozel said. “So?” Yami said, defending his new weird comrade. “He’ll end up bringing  trouble to the clover kingdom.” Nozel replied. “ I don’t even know why I brought you here, Yami. Both of you can leave now. You know where the door is.” Fuegoleon said and left. 

Weeks have gone by and Leo smacked your head. “You have a thing for Nozel.''Leo said. “N-No I don’t. Shut up.” you replied, smacking him back. “You might be older than me, but I totally pay attention to your life, like you do mine. You like him, you just hate the part where he’s an asshole to his little sister.” he responded. He was right. “ Well it’s not going to happen. He’s 7 years older than me and his siblings hate me so..” you said and you got another smack to the head. “ Since when the heck do you care about what others think? You don’t need to get his siblings approval. Ask him out.” Leo said with a smile afterwards. “ You make that sound so easy.” you replied.

The following week Nozel showed up at your home. Leo was acting weird for a while. “Leo thanks for the outfit. I look like a total badass. This is such a nice gift.” you said. He said - Try it on- that little liar. A few minutes later you’re down at the end of the stairs dressed beautifully with Nozel handing you a single rose and a nice box. You saw Leo giving you a thumbs up. “ I had the jewelry made just for you.” Nozel spoke as he showed you. “ In purple too. It's perfect.” You replied with a smile. “It goes well with your outfit. He put the necklace on you, along with the bracelet and earrings. “I was surprised when I received your letters. I didn’t know you felt that way about me. I thought about you a few times so I decided to try us out.” Nozel said. You couldn’t believe that Leo went behind your back but you were happy he did. You have a fucking date with Nozel. You guys left your house. A few minutes passed. You ended up in a very beautiful part of the forest. It was also decorated. Nice lights wrapped around the trees. There was a cute table for two with a basket on the table. “ I know you have been into picnics since you were younger. I decided to plan one as our 1st date.” he said. By the end of the day. He took you both on a nice ride. You loved how the breeze felt against your skin. It feel pleasing,however it was cold. You leaned against him. He pulled you in closer. Your heart beat did raise a bit out of nervousness but you also felt safe.“ This is wonderful Nozel.” you said looking up at him. He suddenly kissed you. You returned the kiss. It was your 1st kiss. It made you worry afterwards. What if you sucked at it and he didn’t like it?? Before you knew it, you stood at the front door. Leo was covering for you, its very late. He’s waiting for you by the stairs. You opened the door. “Tonight was great Zel. I enjoyed it very much.” you said. “I enjoyed it as well, it was beautiful. You made me get out of my comfort zone. The picnic, skipping rocks, even stargazing.” he said, placing his hands on your waist and leaning down to kiss you. Leo stopped him. “Hell no!! Not on the 1st date you perv. Now leave.” he said. “ 2nd date then?” Nozel said. “No. Not the 2nd date! Have some respect!” Leo responded. You walked inside smiling. “Oh Leo…your letters sucked. She’s straight forward. She wouldn’t waste her time writing letters. She would’ve shown up at my door and asked.” Nozel said. “ Hey, I was doing both of you a favor. Loser. Nozel you’d probably struggle so much at confessing and y/n you doubt yourself 24/7. I’m the love whisperer. Okay bye Nozel.'' Leo said, shutting the door. “Did you enjoy the date?” Leo asked you. “Leo, did I ever mention you’re my favorite brother?” you asked, saying it like he was your fairy godfather. You and Leo heard a cough. “ I see you’re dating Nozel.” Fuegouleon said. Fuegoleons aura was strong. You and Leo froze in place. “Y-Yes um..Y-Yeah.” you said honestly knowing if you lied you would be in big trouble. “I um..I got them together.” Leo said. “Leopold.That was supposed to be my job.” Fuegoleon said. “Sleepover Leo?” you asked. He nodded. Sleepover meant running from Fuegoleon or Mereoleona and locking yourselves in a room. You both ran fast. “ Emo or Pop?” Leo asked. “Emo!” you responded by running to your room with him. You and Leo made it safely. 

“They can’t stay in there forever.” Mereoleona said from the top of the stairs. “You’re right. Let's sleep now.” Fuegoleon said. The Vermillion family went to sleep to be well rested for tomorrow's chase. Little ones vs older ones. 

As Nozel walked inside and locked the door, his siblings Nebra and Solid stood there. “Where were you? It’s very late.” Nebra said. “ Yeah. We waited for you to show up for dinner.” Solid said, crossing his arms. “ It’s none of your business where I go and You don’t need me to have dinner with you every night.” Nozel said. “Nozel it's almost 1am.” She said, trying to get Nozel’s explanation. Nozel looked in their eyes and felt a bit bad. He didn’t say where he was going nor said he’d be home late and on top of that he never skips dinner with him unless there’s a mission going on. “ I had a date with Y/n Vermillion. We had a nice picnic dinner. Then we lost track of time.” Nozel said smiling. “ You’re dating her? She’s cool or whatever.” Solid said feeling happy his brother is finding happiness just as he should and his other siblings as well. “ You’re with someone that could totally kick your ass. Don’t ruin it. She’s a lovely, strong and smart woman. I like her for you Nozel.” Nebra said, patting his back then ran along to her room. “Goodnight brother.” Solid said and left for his room. 

You and Nozel do end up in a relationship. The way he ask you to be his girlfriend didn’t go as planned. The strong wind blew the balloons away and the cake somehow ended up on his face and shirt but the 1st gift was already inside hidden in Leopold the love whisperer’s closet. A kitten with cute outfits and a large lion decorated bed for him to sleep on. He got you a promise ring(looks more like a wedding ring). It had a purple tourmaline stone with diamonds surrounding it. He balanced the cake with his left hand and took out the ring from his pocket showing it to you.“ W-Will you be my Lady, Y/n?” he asked you. You have him a peck on the cheek tasting the frosting. “Mmm yummy and Yes Nozel. I’d love to be yours.” you replied giggling at how messy he was. Nozel was thankful that he had frosting on his face to cover his blush. He put the ring on as one where the engagement ring would go on. This ring is more as a pre engagement and both of you understood that. Fuegoleon got a photo of that. “We’re putting that in a scrapbook,”Mereoleona said. “ No you’re not.” Nozel said to Mereoleon. “ b-but Nozel I was planning to make a scrapbook of our adventure.” you said with a pouty face. “Alright darling, anything for you.” he replied and pressed a peck on your cheek. “They’re getting married. I know it.” Leo said. Fuegoleon nodded. “ It’s not going to be easy letting go..” Fuegoleon said. “I know big brother. I love our sisters too.” Leo said, trying to hold his tears back. “ Leo, it's okay to cry.” Fuegoleon said, rubbing his back. Leo held onto his brother's robe and cried. Fuegoleon gave him a hug. You saw and rushed over with Nozel and Mereoleona behind you. “What’s going on? Leo, are you hurt?” you asked. He clinged onto you. “ You’re marrying Nozel!!” he cried. You held him. “You’re such a baby Leopold. Even when I’m married I won’t push you aside, dummy.” you smiled at him as you let go. “Okay. You better not.” he replied smiling. “ I promise I won't.” you replied. “ I plan on going on boy trips with you and Fuegoleon so I hope you are up for that.” Nozel said ruffling his hair. “ Hell yes!! Let's do it!!” Leo exclaimed. 

“ I love you guys very much.” You said it out loud. “ We love you too.” they all said. 

I TAKE REQUESTS!!!

[amunyan]

Just a small misunderstanding

I’m back with a another little fanfiction :D hakubandoo inspired this one ☺️🤗

Hope you like it

Drops of sweat trickle down your face. It's not just from the strenuous training; At the moment you're fighting Leopold one-on-one, like so often.  

Unconcentrated, you try to evade his clumsy attacks. The emphasis here is on "trying". Because the youngest of the Vermillion siblings is hitting you unusually often today...

"Hey, (Y/N)! What's wrong? You used to dodge so easily?"

You don't react to Leo's words. They don't even reach you. They echo, as if you are far away. Muffled, as if you are under water, in the middle of a wave of thoughts that holds you tight.

"What the hell have I done?" You ask yourself. "Was it really so smart asking her for a private meeting after training?"

"Come on," he literally begs you. “If you carry on like this, we both are going to be punished by my sister.”

"What could she want from me? And why was she so nervous?" Unlike usual, Leo's older sister is pacing restlessly through the ranks of the Order's training knights, like a lion in a cage. On any other day, Mereoleona was extremely alert. She notices any imperfections in the execution of attacks and techniques. Whenever she sees a mistake, her attention was to 100% on that person. Some would call it passionate, when she would start with her loud, fierce and direct manner, calling the person a wimp or a weakling, unable to fight. But most of the knights don't see her in this way...

But today? She walks through the rows, restless and tense herself. Her face is set in a grim expression that demands respect from everyone.  Maybe that's why most of them made an extra effort and didn't want to attract negative attention. But the female Leader of the squad just walks past them all, impassively.

"Why would (Y/N) want to talk to me?" That was the one nagging question in her head. She still has the scene in her mind's eye;

"Captain Mereoleona... Could we… talk today after the training? Maybe? But only if you have time an… if you don’t mind a all. I… I... I have something important to tell you..."

"Something important?" Mereo broods further, letting out a soft sigh as she runs a hand through her wild red curls. The woman known as the Undefeated Lioness was able to read the mana of others. She could sense the slightest change in mood just by analysing their mana. A useful skill in battle. But she was never really able to read the intent or even the feelings behind it.

It was as if she was sometimes reading an open book whose words she couldn't understand or interpret properly.

"Does she mean to complain? Is the training too hard?" Mereo paused briefly. She had resigned herself to always being the brutal and scary one. The one no one wanted anything to do with. Fearing her powers... So the fact that she could hardly inspire anything but fear in people was nothing new to her. But with you? There was no way Mereo wanted you to see her like that. "Although she is so small and petite, she keeps up well. What she lacks in physical strength, she makes up for in speed and technique. “ It was your wild, often untamed water magic, like a thundering waterfall, that impressed her. But also this gentle, almost mysterious side of your magic. Very different. Very calm. Sometimes it can be quiet and still. Like a crystal clear lake in the moonlight.

With another sigh, adding to the uncertainty of the knights, Mereoleona stops and glances over to you.

 

Your magic has turned against you after a failed attack. And now you find yourself sitting on the floor, soaking wet. Leo next to you - ready to roll over and die of laughter at any moment.

Annoyed, you blow air through your nose and wipe away the wet hair that hangs in front of your face like a curtain of seaweed. A few heartbeats later, your eyes meet Mereoleona's.

 

Fuegoleon follows his older sister's eyes with a bad premonition.

He had watched you and her small talk just before the training. Something wasn't right. Nothing at all. Especially when he remembers the last few weeks. How close Mereo had been to you.

"(Y/N) is so quiet and friendly that she probably doesn't dare stand up to my sister on her own. Especially since she's still officially Captain at the moment. Damn..."

He also remembers the sight of you, as you talked to Mereoleona. The nervous kneading of your hands. The thin, almost inaudible and trembling voice. For Fuegoleon, there was only one logical conclusion: You were going to complain to Mereoleona. About her indiscreet behaviour, but you just don't know how to go about it.

The young leader of the order clenched his hands with determination. "I must help her! She doesn't stand a chance against my sister alone."

The training was tiring. Exhausted, you wipe the sweat from your forhead with the back of your hand before giving Leo the usual high five to say goodbye.

As the training ground begins to empty, you stop and look down at yourself. “Still wet and dirty as well…”, you have to admit. For a moment, you consider to abandon your plan. As horrible and also stinky as you are at the moment, you don't want to say those important words to Mereoleona. A deep sigh escapes your lips as you hear footsteps approaching.

"(Y/N)?"

You look up: "Fuegoleon? What's up?"

With a gentle smile, he looks at you and asks if he should accompany you.

"Accompany me?" You look at him questioningly. Turn around to make sure he means you and not someone else. You even point your finger at yourself and look at him forcefully, questioningly. He nods. 

"Why? Where to?" Confused, you look at him. He's still giving you a friendly smile, but under the circumstances it seems almost intrusive.

"Well, you wanted to talk to my sister, if I understood you correctly. I know how unapproachable and sometimes frightening she can be. That's why I want to help you."

"Was he listening?", you ask yourself and as soon as you realise, your eyes widen in disbelieve. "Not good. He got the wrong idea..." With a snap, you raise your hands in defence. "It's all right," you stammer quickly. "I... I'll be fine."

“Fuegoleon is nice and friendly... Yes... But totally inappropriate right now," you shout to yourself in your head. "How can I politely tell him that I want to be alone with Mereoleona?"

At the very same moment you hear a familiar voice: "So this is where you are..."

You open your mouth to answer in the affirmative, but Fuegoleon is quicker: "Not alone. I'm here to back her up."

Mereoleona had approached you and is now standing in front of you two with her arms on her hips. Her eyes wander critically from you to her brother. "Am I disturbing you? (Y/N), I thought you wanted to talk to me."

"What?" It slips out of your mouth.

Mereoleona raises her eyebrows before crossing her arms: "So, what do you have to tell me that's so important, that you need his support? Are you going to complain and now you've got your pants already full?" Her expression darkens more with every moment of silence.

But you can't get a sound out. Her gloomy look, Fuegolen's encouraging smile, who has misunderstood the whole situation...

You swallow deeply and open your mouth. But the words, the words you've been thinking about for so long, don't come out. You can only hear your own heart hammering in your chest. Louder and louder.. The leaden silence around you and the pressure on you become more and more intense. The moments feel like an eternity.

"Wait!"

But then: "Pah," says Mereoleona, annoyed. "This is too stupid for me. You two can play kindergarten alone."

As she turns on her heel, your rigidity loosens. You take a big step, reach out and grab her wrist. Your gaze, bright red, wanders to the ground. You can't even look at her right now. You're too afraid of a disapproving look.

"I... I don't know what your brother is doing here, but..." Your heart pounds harder against your chest. "And  I... I know we're both women. That I probably don't fall into your pattern of prey at all. But still…" You bite your lower lip before summoning the courage to look her in the eye. Your grip on her wrist tightens. But Mereo doesn't seem to care. Her watery blue eyes look at you curiously and a knowing grin appears on her lips.

"I... I've fallen in love with you," you blurt out.

"Please, what?!" Fuegoleon, who can't believe his ears, takes a step back. He shakes his head in disbelief. He glances hastily between you and his sister. But his eyes remain fixed on Mereo. Uncertain and demanding at the same time.

She now began to grin. Her pointed canine tooth flashed: "Oho... What do you say to that?"

You swallow and an uncomfortable silence slowly threatens to settle over you. Your eyes dart restlessly back and forth. You keep biting your lower lip, unsure how to interpret her look and especially her statement.

"Well... I'm sorry if I upset you, Mereoleona... I mean, Captain Mereoleona." You correct yourself, stammering, because you don't have very high hopes.

"Wait, wait!" her brother raises his hands in defence. "So my sister doesn't annoy you, (Y/N)?" he asks, looking at you. "You won't complain or... something like that?"

Slowly, with your eyes back on the ground, you shake your head. "The training may be hard, yes. And Mereoleona seems very frightening at the beginning, especially when she screamed at us at the festival a while ago, when she official took over the order for you. But..." You look at Mereo again. "I've been watching you for a while now. You, too, have that softer side. A hidden but caring side." A smile flits across your lips and your cheeks begin to glow. "That side of you... I'd like to get to know better. Even though you're known everywhere as the fierce, extremely strong - or the undefeated, uncrowned lioness, in my opinion, that's only one part of you. There is much more.”

With a gentle but firm grip, Mereoleona now releases your hands from her wrist. “The little lion cub can read me better than I can read her”, she thinks to herself, not taking her eyes off you, as she counties with a grin on her lips. “I didn't think you had that much guts," she grabs your hand to pull you closer. "But... can you take the heat?"

Her face comes closer to yours. You can feel her breath warm against your skin, her firey scent. But you can also hear her heart beating fast as her mana gets nervous.

In an instant, she closes the distance between you with a passionate kiss.  At first you are completely surprised. Taken by the moment, you close your eyes. Trying not to think about it - your brain would not be able to process it anyway - you feel.

As Mereo let go of your hand to pull you into a warm, intense embrace, her fingers finding their way down your back to your hips, you let your hands rest on her shoulders. The question of whether she was just playing with you is erased the moment she starts biting your lower lip. Needy. Wanting more. Just as she has been suppressing these feelings herself for some time now. A soft moan leaves your mouth as you open it to give her access. As her tongue caresses yours, your fingertips dig deeper into her skin.

Sinking into that feeling. Sinking into this passionate kiss that you never really expected.

As you slowly open your eyes and take a deep, nervous breath, you notice that Mereoleona's cheeks are also slightly flushed. But not nearly as bright as yours.

"You're quite a challenge," you whisper breathlessly against her lips. "But... If you are willing... I will take it."

"Don't worry too much. I thought your element was water anyway..."

"Yes, it is." You reply, not knowing what she means.

But she continues: "You can't get close enough to burn yourself. Not only because I will make sure not to hurt you." She touches a lock of hair behind your ear. "You really surprise me. I thought you were just a cute little lion. Fast and very good with fighting techniques, but also very quiet. So to see that you have the courage to confess your feelings for me, even in front of my brother, is a big surprise, igniting the desire for more..." She comes closer and looks into your deep, dark eyes, like an unfathomable ocean.

"So show me more of your mysterious and brave side..."

She leans in for another kiss, to place her lips on your still red, flushed cheeks.

What's going on here?" Perplexed, Fuegeoleon looks back and forth between you and his sister. "I thought (Y/N) was going to complain that Mereoleona's training methods are far too hard for her." He pauses for a moment to look at you. "And now this? This passionate kiss." The blush crept up his face more and more. He shook his head in disbelief and slowly but surely put his hands to his face. He couldn't and didn't want to see you and Mereoleona exchanging caresses. The gentle banter and the unusually soft side of his usually brutal sister was too much for him.

As a red rinse slowly finds its way out of Fuegoleon's nostrils and the flush gives way to a ghostly white, all life is slowly drained from the young leader.

[pumpkinroll]

an old flame ↪ mereoleona x f! reader | drabble (18+ only)

“ ‘Please’ what?” the red head smirked at you from between your legs as two of her soft slender fingers slowly pumped in and out of your wet cunt. Her thumb pressed gently against your swollen clit before lifting it up, seeing a string of your wetness covering the pad of her thumb.

You stifled a low moan, embarrassed by the hold she still had over you all these years. You'd think you'd be over her by now but you were nothing more than a moth to a flame every time.

You hated how much she knew you'd always come back. You despised how she knew that all it took was one look.

One. Single. Look.

“P-please make me cum ‘Leona—” you bucked ever so slightly, hoping to catch her thumb on your clit again; anything for more relief. The lioness shot you a fanged grin before hovering her hot open mouth above your swollen bundle of nerves.

“Now that's more like it. I told you they can't do it like I can.”

divider by sister-lucifer

[yellowgreendinno]

hey hi hello!!

i officially will be recieving smut asks :3

love n' sparkles 💗✨

[vermillionee]

⌦ ❛ 𝐈'𝐌 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐘. . . .

i. leopold vermillion feat. big bro and sis, headcanons

ii. warnings/tags: suicidal thoughts, self harm

iii. synopsis: leopold tries to commit suicide

iv. note/s: LEOPOLD VERMILLION DESERVES ALL THE LOVE AND ATTENTION!!

It is not a secret that Mereoleona and Fuegoleon Vermillion are both extraordinary and capable magic knights. Geniuses to be exact. After all, Mereoleona is named as the strongest magic knight, and Fuegoleon is the captain of the squad Crimson Lion.

Both of them are like a strong blazing fire that covers a massive perimeter, especially as they grew into adults.

As amazing at it is, it led to Leopold, whose age gap between the two older Vermillions is half of theirs, be overshadowed and pressured to follow their footsteps.

The whispers of the people, after all, is something he is not oblivious to.

Sure he loves his older siblings, he admires them a lot. But the judgement of the people saying that he isn't even near the two Vermillions' level, hurts his pride a lot.

He's a Vermillion too, so why can't he?

His confidence pummeled low. Why can't he be as great as them?

It hurts.

The way they look at him, talk about him. Are his efforts even enough? Is he really enough?

It was too much for him as a young teenager to take. So he thought of one thing.

Would it be better if he died?

But his older siblings reacted otherwise. Said otherwise.

It was a punch in the face (quite literally because Mereoleona punched him hard before he could even fall an inch from their mansion's highest balcony)

So he sat on the balcony floor on his butt with his breath being squeezed out of his lungs by both of his older siblings.

Their brows were furrowed and tense, a sign they were both worried, mad, and relieved.

"If you badly wanted to die, say it in front of my face so I'll do that deed for you" is what Mereoleona said despite the unshed tears and quivering shoulders she tried to hide.

Fuegoleon on the other hand said nothing but a whole ass speech that started with him being mad at Leo to ending it with comforting words.

In the end, all Leopold could do was cry. He was after all, just a boy.

[lyranova]

“Hey, could I request a fluffy fic with Mereo x fem! Reader, please? It would be the reader’s birthday and they don’t really want to celebrate because they’ve been disappointed in the past. But Mereo surprises them with birthday stuff or a party anyway because she wants her to enjoy her birthday again.”

Hiya anon! Of course you can and I’m so sorry this has taken so long, but I still hope you enjoy it anyway 🥰!

Word Count: 764

Warnings: None

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Y/N sighed as she walked towards the Vermillion residence, her girlfriend of three years, Mereoleona Vermillion, told her to come by around late afternoon when she finished her shift at the Crimson Lions base. She had been confused and curious at the request, but had agreed nonetheless.

So here she was, standing outside the residence, wondering what awaited her on the other side. She lifted her hand and knocked a few times, she waited a minute or two before one of the maids of the house answered.

“ Ah Miss Y/N, we’ve been expecting you. This way please.” She said with a warm smile on her face as she moved out of the way to allow the young woman inside.

She nodded in thanks and stepped inside the house. The maid quickly closed the door before walking ahead of Y/N. The two walked quietly down the hall, the young lady could hear voices belonging to the Vermillion siblings floating down the hallway. Their voices were excited as usual, but it sounded like there was a hint of nervousness as well.

The maid knocked on the door that led to the dining hall, they heard the Vermillions shout for them to come in, and the maid gestured for Y/N to walk through the door before turning around and walking away.

Y/N opened the door and frowned at the sight before her.

The room was decorated with a banner and streamers, there was food, desserts, and gifts set out on the tables, and in the center of the room sat an extravagant cake big enough to feed the entire Crimson Lions.

“ You’re here.” Mereoleona said as she walked up to Y/N, the woman turned to look at her girlfriend as she wrapped an arm around her and placed a kiss on her cheek.

Y/N looked around the room again, as she opened and closed her mouth repeatedly. She couldn’t begin to find the words to describe how she was feeling at this moment.

“ I think we made Y/N speechless big sis!” Leo shouted cheerfully as he finished hanging up the banner, and Fuegoleon chuckled.

“ It appears your surprise party worked after all, Mereoleona.” Fuegoleon said as he walked up to the couple.

“ What’s wrong, love? Don’t you like it?” Mereo asked as she looked at her silent girlfriend. The young woman finally looked at Mereo again, but this time with tears in her eyes.

“ Why…did you do this?” She asked softly, the question sounded ungrateful at first, but luckily Mereo and her brothers all knew that she was actually feeling the opposite of ungrateful.

“ Because,” Mereo began softly as she held the young woman tighter. “ you told me a while ago how disappointed you were in the past because people either forgot to celebrate this amazing day, or they just didn’t care to celebrate it. So I wanted to show you that there were people who love you and were more than happy to celebrate this day with you, and maybe it would bring back the joy you’ve been missing.”

Tears of joy fell down Y/N’s cheeks before she quickly wrapped her arms around Mereo in a tight embrace. The vermillion haired woman placed a kiss on top of her head before hugging her back tightly.

“ C’mon you two, let’s have some dinner and open some presents.” Fuegoleon said with a gentle smile as he turned and walked towards the tables.

Y/N nodded and Mereo took her hand and they followed her younger brother. The group ate, laughed, opened presents, and told lots of stories from their past as the afternoon turned to night.

Later, Mereo convinced her girlfriend to spend the evening at the Vermillion residence, and as they said goodnight to Fuegoleon and Leo they calmly made their way to Mereo’s room.

“ So, did you enjoy your birthday?” Mereo asked as they stood outside her bedroom, and the younger woman nodded.

“ I did, it’s the first time I’ve truly enjoyed my birthday in a while,” she admitted with a soft smile. “ Thank you Mereo.”

“ Anytime love, I’m glad I was actually able to pull it off in time.” Mereo said with a chuckle as she kissed Y/N before opening her bedroom door.

The couple walked into the room and settled down for the evening, with Y/N being as happy as she could be. As she closed her eyes to drift off to sleep, she silently hoped that next year would be just as amazing, and just as enjoyable, as it was this year.

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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day 🥰~!

[koneko-pi]

Hi I really like your writing. It captures fuegoleon's character so well

Can I request for Fuegoleon with wife s/o who gets rill to make a a family portrait of them along with Leopold and marroleona and she hangs it up and shows fue when he comes back home? Fue sees there's a weird little space/blank spot between him and s/o and asks about it and s/o tells him that she's pregnant and once the baby is born, rill will add it in?

I thought this would be a really cute way to break it to fue that he's going to be a dad🥰

I think these Pregnancy reveal fics have been my favorite to write so far lol thank you for asking for another one!!

Fuegoleon x female reader

Innocent headcannons

1250 wordcount

Family Portrait

You were extra giddy that day as you quickly carried something down the halls of the Vermillion family Manor. This "something" was not an item easily recognized, as most of the maids and butlers craned their heads to watch you go, all they saw was a large white cloth in the vague shape of a rectangle nearly the size of your body.

And you wouldn't let anyone touch it, even-

"Please, allow me my lady-" One young man reached out kindly to you.

"Thank you, but I got it!" You quickly danced around him and then went on your merry way.

-when they tried to help.

The people present watched you excitedly round the corner before glancing at one another.

"Wonder what that was about…?"

"Is she heading for lord Vermillion's office?"

"But he isn't home right now…"

And you were well aware of that. In fact, you had specifically planned it this way. You wanted it to be a surprise when he came home from work, and that means setting it up quickly beforehand. You giggled to yourself as you used your spare key to open up the doors to his office, slip inside and relock it.

You glanced around, as if to really make sure you were all alone, and once you confirmed the coast to be clear you took your precious item and leaned it up against the desk. With a wide smile and a flurry of your hand you snatched the cloth away to reveal a simple frame housing a detailed painting.

"It looks so good!" You could hardly contain your excitement. As you moved around the room to pick a good place to hang it up you thought back why you requested such an item.

Rill had been more than excited to do the painting for you. Especially after you told him why you needed it. He worked with you for days, constant back and forth contact to make sure every detail was perfect, from the clothing everyone wore to the expression of Mereoleona.

Rill had told you he was so excited to finish it he barely got any sleep, and for a brief moment you worried about his squad with a sleep deprived captain. But that feeling had quickly been squashed by pure excitement after he presented the finished product to you.

And with it now on the wall, above the couch by the door, you had to admire Rill's handiwork all over again.

It was a family portrait, painted on a canvas so large you could hide behind it if you crouched down low enough. You weren't one for such a large and flashy style (momentarily your mind drifted to the unnecessarily large image of Acier Silva that was the first thing anyone saw when walking into their home.) But with how many people were present in the painting, Rill said it would unfortunately have to be on the larger side.

It pictured the whole Vermillion family, with you and Fuegoleon right in the front, seated facing one another on a couch. Behind you was Leopold, with a hand on the back of the couch, looking like a dashing young man. And behind Fuegoleon was Mereoleona, with her staple grin, but Rill was kind enough to make it look less crazed and more cocky. It was better than nothing.

He had offered you a few samples of her with something more calm and normal. But it just didn't look right, infact it was almost creepy. This was much better in your eyes.

You and Fuegoleon looked elegant, happy smiles and loving eyes. Between you though was an empty space, and it wouldn't look quite so out of place if the two of you weren't positioned as if you were holding something. With your body leaning forward slightly and arms up, Fuegoleon's hand resting on your elbow to help support it. It looked more bizarre the longer you stared, and a small anxiety built up in you.

'What if he doesn't like it?' Were the thoughts slowly creeping their way into your mind.

But you quickly reminded yourself why you got this painting made at all and all of the excitement rushed back. You couldn't wait till he came home, and since you times it as well as you did, glancing at the clock yo check the time-

The door suddenly clicked as the lock tumbled open and Fuegoleon pushed on the door. He was barely inside when he noticed you standing there and his eyes went wide.

"My love!" He greeted you with pleasant surprise, wasting no time to close the door behind him and walk over to embrace you.

"Hello, Fuego!" You greeted him back. "Did you have a good day?"

"I did." He pulled back so he could look down into your face. "Though it's better now that you're here. I wasn't expecting this."

"I wanted to surprise you." You let out a giggle as you hugged him tightly. You wanted to hold onto his pleasant warmth a little longer before showing him his gift, which was currently to his back.

"I can see that. Some of the servants were telling me how excited you looked today?"

The moment of truth was slowly coming and your stomach was starting to bubble up. Like a child the night before their birthday.

"I was eager to set something up." You pulled back and you watched Fuegoleon give the smallest tilt of his head.

"Oh, what was it?"

You grabbed his arm and gently turned him around so he could face the painting.

"Oh-!" He tensed slightly in surprise. You could easily picture his wide eyes and slightly slack jaw as he stared at it. Taking in all of its details. You felt his shoulders relax and let him pull away to walk towards it so he could see it up close.

"My love, where did you get this?"

"Rill made it~" You grinned behind him.

"Rill did? I always knew he was talented but…"

"But?"

"Well lets just say, most of his paintings I've seen myself were magic related."

Ahh, you've only witnessed Rills magic a couple of times, but you agree with Fuegoleon that it could be abstract at times. The harpy woman was still an oddly vivid memory for you.

"But, my love…"

You quickly snapped back to the present. Nearly bouncing on your heels now.

"What's this empty space, are you supposed to be holding something?"

The moment of truth….

"Well that, my dearest~" you slid right next to him, wrapping one arm around his and leaning your head against his shoulder. "That is for our baby. But it's not here yet, so I had Rill leave the space empty."

It took Fuegoleon no time to pick up on your words.

"Baby?" His head snapped down to look at you with wide eyes. And you tilted your head back to look up at him, a big smile on your face with all of your built up happiness.

"That's right, our baby."

His mouth opened and closed a few times as if he was trying to get his thoughts straight enough to think. But actions speak louder than words, and so he snatched you up in a big hug, burying his face against you as you gleefully laughed.

"Congratulations. Dad to be~" you laughed.

"Congratulations to us!" He began to laugh with you, whole he spun you around and danced around the room, the pair of you on cloud nine.

Please pardon any Typos, and thank you for reading!

[amphibiahawks321]

Anon request :

Mereoleona : ASTA YOU DID WHAT!!

Asta : Please don't kill me!

Mereoleona : YOU MIGHT AS WELL GIVE UP ON GIVING YOUR LAST WORD CAUSE YOU ARE DEAD-

[Y/N pets her hair]

Mereoleona : .......

[Cools down]

M!Reader : better start running now asta...

Asta : Thaaaaaaank youuuuu....

[Asta immediately runs away]

[Mereoleona starts staring at Y/N]

Mereoleona : Damn you...

M!Reader : Oh you love it

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

hiii Laura!! how are you? <3 could i please ask for Mereoleona x Fem!Royalty!Reader? The plot i’m thinking is that the reader is in a similar situation as Noelle, where she is unable to control her magic due to doubt and fear, as well as the pressing expectations of her family and other royalty. She’s incredibly powerful, but isn’t aware of it and underestimates herself; perhaps Mereo gives her a fiery boost of motivation, and maybe a little bit more if you know what i’m implying~ 😉 May or may not pretend the reader is Rayini in this one shot 🤭 Anyways, tysm and have a delightful day! 💕

Hiya Jen!

I'm mentally tired from all the studying, but other than that I'm okay ^^' I hope you're doing well too!

So I went with a more "realistic" than fire-y speech, because I think Mereo would be like that with a spouse. And you do get a very adoring kiss~

Pairing: Mereoleona x f!reader Genre: Hurt-comfort Fanfic type: Oneshot Length: ~1,2k Contains: A lot of themes of self-doubt, one metaphor about a wound and festering, Mereo giving encouragement, a kiss, a chin lift, Mereo calls reader "good girl", established relationship

It was again one of those days.

When nothing seemed to feel… right. Which wasn’t what you were supposed to feel like, according to those around you. According to the society you lived in. The norms and the rules. The hierarchy. For you were royalty.

You were supposed to be destined for greatness. Glitz and glory.

Because you had a tremendous amount of mana. The currency of the world, or so you were told. As it was the one thing by which all human worth seemed to be measured by. The thing that decided you fate.

And yet…

The mana didn’t seem to bend to your will. The one tool at your disposal that was supposed to make you good at… anything, didn’t work.

Everyone else seems to get it. How to use their own magic… The thought was far too familiar for you. Because everyone else seemed to make it just… so easy. And yet you were struggling.

Questioning.

Wondering.

How did you not know the very essence of you yourself? Because no one else could, now could they?

It was all up to you.

And you had failed. No matter how much you tried to understand it, nothing seemed to just click in place and reveal something so obvious that everyone else had seemed to figure out from the time they cast their first spells.

Perhaps that was why you found comfort in solitude.

From nature and the outdoors, if only to venture out long enough to forget the sounds of the city for a short while. Get away from it all. Away from all the people. Because it was just… too much. Too much of everything.

And when it came to your girlfriend?

Well. You didn’t exactly want to appear weak before her. Because perhaps… perhaps then she’d stop loving you. Perhaps the genius that was known as Mereoleona Vermillion, whose vocabulary didn’t seem to contain the word “weakness” wouldn’t love you anymore.

A faint, melancholic smile curled onto your lips as a thought passed you. Why does she love me anyway?

A dangerous thought, you knew as much. Because after it came more. And that was a slippery slope down which it would be best not to go.

What does she see in me anyway? Perhaps it is an arranged relationship after all. Or maybe it’s like the plot of My Fair Lady. She has a wager on me, and nothing more.

The thought made your wrap your arms around yourself as you walked through the woods towards a clearing on the edge of which there was a large tree and a rock on which to sit. An oasis away from the world. Though sometimes it felt much like you were already in a bubble, away from it all.

I just… wish that-

“Hey.”

You turned around to see Mereoleona, standing there with an arm on her hip and with a curious yet stern expression. Like she was trying to understand something.

“Hey…” you replied with a tone that seeped past your lips, like water seeps into the earth.

“You want to tell me what’s going on?” She asked while taking a few steps closer, but there was softness in those steps. Like she was circling around something, making observing, perhaps even wishing to poke. But not yet doing so, as her curiosity still lingered.

“It’s…” you trailed off. Not quite sure what to reply, because… there was no lying to Mereo. She’s call you out on it, eventually at least. After all, she wasn’t one to exactly entertain lies or half-truths.

She got enough those whenever she had to deal with most of Cloverian nobility.

But… if not the truth, then what? Because the idea of saying what went through your head sounded… weak. It sounded unappealing and horrid. Like opening a wound and showing how it festered. So, instead, you stayed silent.

“The same?” She suggested, which made you curl around yourself, even if only slightly as your head turned further away from you.

“We can’t all… have an instinct for it,” you whispered. “How to use magic… Like you…”

She stayed silent for a while, as if trying to study. Or perhaps give you more time to speak, should you need it. But you didn’t think that you had anything more to say, at this point, at least. Because what else was there to say? Speak about the troubles and difficulties that you had mentioned, even if in passing, so many times already? Speak about what people had said to you? She knew perfectly well that gossips were a thing, as well as sharp tongues. Speak about how the world was unfair? You were certain she knew it too.

“I know,” she finally said, which made you turn to look at her.

Because… what did she mean? That it was so self-evident? Just like that?

“If you didn’t notice, my hard ass of a brother is a very different kind of a mage from me,” she continued. “He had to study magic. From books. That is how he learns. He understands the theory behind it, meanwhile I learn in practice.”

Her explanation, once put out into the open, made a whole lot sense. But… it didn’t really make you feel any better about your situation.

“But I don’t… I’m neither,” you tried as your gaze turned away again, as if to bow down in shame.

“You haven’t found your path yet,” she said while placing her hand onto your shoulder. “No one is exactly like me, or exactly like my brother,” she continued as her eyes closed in a slow blink. “People are themselves, especially when it comes to their magic, and they have their own ways of using it. The journey is everyone’s own.”

You turned to look at her for a moment longer, and saw how her eyes gazed into your; as if her sight cascaded onto you with such softness and compassion you might have thought yourself to have gone mad, as it was Mereoleona Vermillion standing before you, if not for the gazes and glimpses you had already seen from her.

“You will find it,” she told you as she moved her hand under your chin to lift it. “You have talent and strength. You just need to harness it, and then there is no stopping you,” she spoke with a hushed tone while leaning closer.

A little closer.

So close that her warmth radiated through the air.

“Hmmm…” there was an agreement in your hum.

“Good girl,” she nearly purred before pressing her mouth together with yours.

Her other hand found its place around your waist, pulling you closer with a kind of insisting notion within it that complimented the firm grasp of her lips. The way she held onto you, not with a demand, but a statement. And the statement was:

You. And only you. No one else will suffice. I will have you. With strengths and doubts, victories and defeats and all. Because all else would be a lie, as we all hold multitudes within ourselves.

Because that was how it was. Everyone had had defeats. Everyone had fallen down in their life.

What mattered more was the ability to keep going.

[kaigarax]

Speak

Fuegoleon Vermillion x Reader

Quote: "Fall in love becase there is simply nothing else you can do."

In every life there is a turning point. A moment so sharp and so clear that one feels as if all the breath has been knocked out of their lungs, and one knows, absolutely knows without the slightest hint of a doubt, that their life will never be the same. For some that moment is right before a big life changing decision; others in the midst of chaos; and some it’s in the aftermath of a great adventure.

For Fuegoleon, it was the first time he’d laid eyes on you.

Truthfully, there could have been a variety of different moments that Fuegoleon could have classified as life changing. Perhaps when he was promoted to Captain of the Crimson Lions, or when he first decided he would become the next Wizard King, or maybe even when he had first learned how to use magic. But none of them seemed to hold the same gravity to them as his first time meeting you.

He’d taken one look and fallen so hard and fast it was a wonder that he even managed to stay upright at all.

And it was here, in this moment, that he knew for a matter of fact that he would never again love another person that wasn’t you.

His older sister, Mereoleona, had run out into the woods as soon as she heard that the noble (L/n) family would be hosting a party to introduce their eldest daughter into high society. Fuegoleon who had, for all intents and purposes, been intending to follow after his sister was caught by the scruff of his shirt and forced to participate in the mind numbing event.

Which is how he found himself stuck in the back of a room resting his head on a table and swinging his legs (that didn’t quite reach the ground yet) back and forth repetitively in hopes that it just might help the time pass faster. If only ever slightly. It didn’t, of course, but at least it was something to do.

His mother had pulled him up by his arm at some point and dragged him to the front of the room to introduce himself.

The (L/n)s were a nice enough noble bunch. New money, as some of the older individuals called them when they thought Fuegoleon and his sister weren’t listening. Mereoleona, for one, never really cared for anything that didn’t involve getting stronger which meant that politics was up to Fuegoleon to handle. Now, he’d never hold someone’s background against them but it was hard for him to get along with people that didn’t share his own passion for getting stronger. Sure he was different from his sister but they were, in the end, cut from the same cloth.

And then he saw you.

And his life was never the same.

You looked a few years younger than him, though that might have been because of the poor health everyone else has been talking about. You’re dressed very nicely, a light coloured dress picked out to match your complexion and youth perfectly. It’s the same colour as your family crest. Your (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes, on the other hand, don’t quite match the colouring of your parents but you do have that same sparkle in your eyes. Fuegoleon takes note of the grimoire that’s loosely hanging off the side of your hip as you bow in greetings.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” You say, your voice ever so light and soft.

Fuegoleon can only stare at you. The words caught in his throat.

His mother is giving him a sharp glare from the corner of his eye but the words just don’t seem to be forming. She gives him a light shove that says you’re being rude but even that doesn't seem to be enough to snap him out of his daze.

“Sorry about him,” his mother apologises, “he’s not usually like this. I’m not sure why he’s being like this.”

You laughed, and it’s music to Fuegoleon’s ears, “it’s no problem. My younger sister is just as aloof sometimes.”

“Still…” his mother trails off.

Your parents give you a small smile, your father placing his hand on your shoulder, “why don’t you take Fuegoleon out for a tour of the room while we talk to Madame Vermillion?”

You nod, holding your hand out to Fuegoleon.

He manages to take your hand, allowing you to drag him off and away from yours and his parents. Your hand is warm and gloved. Huh. He didn’t think anyone other than an old woman wore gloves but maybe you liked the look of them? It’s not like young people weren’t allowed to wear them anyways. He does ponder asking you about them but it would be rude. Besides, it’s not as though he was able to speak to you at all.

Instead he merely smiled, listening to the sound of your soft voice as you explained about the different designs and why your family chose to have them the way they did. Fuegoleon didn’t exactly care about architecture but he liked listening to you speak.

You looked up to him, giving him a bright smile.

He also really liked the way you looked when you smiled.

---

The second time he sees you in person is a few years after the first.

He’d almost forgotten just how fast his heart ran and how the butterflies in his stomach seemed to come to life when you were near. Forgotten just exactly what love feels like until it’s hitting him in the face full force.

He’s tongue tied, suddenly frozen to the spot, and desperately hoping that you might turn around and notice him.

You’re sitting with an instrument in hand at the front of the bar strumming along to a song that Fuegoleon doesn't quite know but isn’t unfamiliar with. It’s certainly no place for a person such as yourself but he supposes he can’t very well judge you considering he’s found himself in the exact same place. Not that he had decided to come to this place on his own. His squad mates had dragged him here after a successful mission.

And won’t you dream of me~

Your voice is clear and rings like bells in the morning, calling the attention of everyone in the room much like how a siren might call men to a rocky shore or how light attracts moths to a flame.

“Do you know who that is, Fuegoleon?” One of his fellow squad members asks, noticing his sudden lack of contribution to the conversation.

“Oh!” Another one of his squad members chimes in, “that’s the (L/n) girl from…”

“(L/n)? Isn’t that a noble family?” The first squad member asks.

Fuegoleon’s voice is soft when he gives a simple, “yeah.”

“Wow. She’s pretty.”

“Is she?” Fuegoleon asks, not once having looked away from you.

His squadmates share a look with one another before laughing, “you’re down bad, aren’t you Fuegoleon?”

“Down bad?” Fuegoleon finally manages to pry his eyes away from you and towards his squadmates.

“In love~”

Fuegoleon crossed his arms, “I’m not in love with (Y/n).”

“Oh, so she’s (Y/n) to you and not (L/n), huh?”

“She’s a noble so of course we know each other.” Fuegoleon’s voice lowered, “or at least know of each other.”

“An unrequited love then.”

“I don’t love her.”

“So then are we just imagining the longing looks across the room?”

Fuegoleon shakes his head, “you can’t love someone you don’t know.”

“Then what about love at first sight.”

“That doesn't exist.”

“What!” Fuegoleon’s squadmates exclaimed, “prove it!”

“Well you’ve never met someone that claims to have fallen in love at first sight, have you.”

“True but…”

“Well neither have I.” Exclaimed Fuegoleon but deep in his heart he knew that was a lie. He had, of course, met someone who had fallen in love for the first time and that person happened to be himself. He just didn’t think that it was something his squadmates needed to know. It was, afterall, his own personal business.

“What haven’t you done?” You asked, popping up behind Fuegoleon.

The Magic Knight jumped ever so slightly in response. His eyes wide. He’d been so distracted with the conversation at hand that he hadn’t even noticed that the music had stopped playing and that you had already removed yourself from the stage.

“(L/n)!” Fuegoleon exclaimed.

You smiled playfully, “Vermillion.”

One of his squadmates laughs just loud enough for Fuegoleon to hear, “so it’s not (Y/n) anymore, Fuegoleon?”

Fuegoleon responds with a swift elbow to the ribs.

---

The third time (though of what Fuegoleon isn’t too sure) happens simply.

Fuegoleon happens upon you amidst a late night walk the two of you both happened to take. At first, he thinks you might be a fairy or nymph of some sort. An angle descendent down from heaven to earth when he first sees your free flowing hair and light dresses blowing with the wind. It’s such a contrast to both the formal and elegant dresses you wear during balls and the tight fitting uniform you wear while in the midst of battle. But it is not your clothing or hair that gives the most way to the contrast of the you he is familiar with and the you now.

You smile when you see him and it’s a gentle sort of smile. The kind of smile that gets his own heart racing, though he isn’t all too sure why.

“Fancy seeing you here, Vermillion.”

Fuegelon responds with a nervous laugh, “really? What makes you say that?”

“I never took you as someone to wander so far away from home.” You answer.

“Home?”

“Your Squad’s Base.”

“Oh.”

You take a step towards him, “would you want to take a walk with me?”

He feels a smile creep up on his face, “of course.”

Fuegelon walks behind you, his footsteps trailing after your own. He finds a strange sort of comfort in watching you forge the path ahead. Quite the trailblazer you are, walking with your hands behind your back in a light grasp and your gaze pointed upwards as if you’re looking for something in the stars.

His footsteps feel heavy in his late night boots (the first ones he happened to grab) in comparison to your own bare feet. He wonders if the water is refreshing and if the ridges in the sand remind you of your youth as it does him. If you’d ever consider stopping and placing your hand on his own as he does yours. Of course, he highly doubts that you’re the sentimental type. More of the kind of person that’s always doing their best to keep a distance between yourself and others. Even your relationship with your sister is a distant one.

Fuegelon imagines that if you slowed for just the briefest of moments and he took a quick step up that you’d have quite a pretty expression on your face. A hint of a smile yet calm and almost unreadable. It’s not the kind of expression he’d be used to seeing but one that he’d nonetheless recognize. And, he thinks that you’d laugh when he points it out, saying something funny. How you’d then lean in close and brush your shoulder up against his own.

All of that, of course, doesn't happen.

You are not the kind of girl that waits to walk alongside others and he is not the kind of boy to rush forward. The both of you, instead, choose to take things at your own pace.

“So, what brought you out here?” Asks Fuegelon.

“I guess I’m out here for the same reason as you.”

“I can't imagine how that would be possible.”

“Hm?” You tilt your head to the side ever so slightly, gesturing for him to elaborate further.

Fuegelon blushes, “well, I came out here because I saw you.”

“From where you’re staying tonight? That’s quite a distance away.”

“Well, I might’ve been informed that you’d be here ahead of time.” Fuegelon’s face feels fiery hot and he imagines yours is coated with the slightest hint of a blush as well.

“You’re kind, Vermillion. Very kind.”

There’s a fluttering warmth that ignites in his chest at your words. His heart is beating so loudly he wonders if you can hear it. If not for the sounds of the waves Fuegelon is certain that he’d die from embarrassment. Perhaps he already has and this moment is just some last illusion his mind has granted him in this period of time.

Fuegelon smiles, “thank you, (Y/n).”

Finally, you stop abruptly and face Fuegelon.

There’s such a contrast from the you standing in front of him and the you he’s come to know over these past few years. From your different clothing to your hair that hangs, flowling loosely in the wind. But the thing that creates the biggest contrast isn’t something like your outfit but rather the expression you happen to be wearing on your face. The difference between what you are in front of him and what you are in his mind are so stark that he almost mistakes you for a different person.

You, who is calmness and amusement in carnate with the slightest hint of a smile; and you, who are the waves crashing against a beach in the middle of the night.

So different from how he might have expected you to look before.

Your lips are turned down ever so slightly and your eyes are large and glassy as if you’re trying to blink back tears. Fuegelon suddenly finds himself aware of just how small you are and just how large and empty the beach seems. How big and empty this world you’ve surrounded yourself in is.

He didn’t know you were capable of such an expression.

That someone could hold this much sadness in their lives.

And it’s the third time.

Fall in love because there is simply nothing else you can do.

[mitsuki-komori]

Black Clover Requests (& Rules)

I am MitsukiKomoriX191. I love writing and Black Clover which brings you this account :) I take 5 requests at a time for exclusively Black Clover fanfiction.

The status on if my requests are open or not will be written on my ask button. 

Current Projects (⭐️ = Prioritized Project):

My One in My Heart ⭐️

As Your Bloodlust Pierces My Heart

12 Ways To Rizz Up Your Lover ⭐️

Requests

The rate at which I post is sporadic, and be aware that I always post on AO3 (Archive of our own) first and sometimes only on AO3. (I also post edits on TikTok with the same name)

Favorite Types of Content to Write:

Heavy angst, light angst, all angst

Fluff (Favorites being sibling fluff & romance fluff)

Headcanons

Anything not listed below

What I won’t write for:

Y/N, (Name), Reader, OC’s

Smut (With this name attached to it? No.)

Omegaverse

Words that end with ‘philia’

Incest

Rape

If you want me to write about a character who isn’t an asshole as an asshole, I won’t do it. (No making likable characters creepy, racist, or homophobic)

Favorite Characters To Write For (You are not limited to these characters):

Leopold Vermillion

Fuegoleon Vermillion

Mereoleona Vermillion

Asta

Noelle Silva

Luck Voltia

Magna Swing

Langris Vaude

Finral Roulacase

Yuno

Mimosa Vermillion

Kirsch Vermillion

Nozel Silva

Characters I won’t write for:

Charmy

Nacht Faust

Jack

William Vangeance 

Yami Sukehiro

Charlotte Rosolei

Julius Novachrono

Zora Ideale

Mars

Fana 

Lolopechka

Gadjah 

Zogatris Siblings

My Favorite Relationships to Write:

Asta x Leopold

Magna x Luck

Leopold x Yuno

Leopold x Secré/Nero

Yuno x Mimosa

Asta x Noelle

Leopold & Fuegoleon

Leopold & Mereoleona

Leopold & Noelle

Leopold & Mimosa

Mimosa & Kirsch

Langris & Finral

Nozel & Noelle

You are not limited to just these favorited characters and ships, you can request whatever you want with whoever as long as it doesn’t break any rules. However, if you request characters and/or a ship I haven’t included, there’s a chance I might reject it if I’m not interested in it. If I do say no, I’ll be sure to answer it so you are aware. 

[animerina]

The Third Leaf Represents Love-Yami Sukehiro

Summary: Part 1 of a collection of Black Clover x Reader stories.

Note: 18+ ONLY, minors DNI. I really did not intend to start off with such a long fic for Yami, but here we are. I hope you enjoy the first chapter of this series, and please feel free to let me know who else you’d like to see featured.

“This was such a great idea, Captain,” she sighed as she sunk deeper into the pool of steaming water. She’d never experienced such a treat, the hot water lapping at her skin and soothing her sore muscles. Asta and Noelle had mentioned something like this the last time they’d been whisked away by Mereoleona, but she’d been out and missed being dragged along. Captain Yami had called it an onsen, an indoor hot spring; something he’d been wanting for the base for a long while.

“Had to pressure Henry into making another change, but worth it,” he groaned, letting his head fall back against the wooden edge.

“So,” she peeked over at him across the barrier that barely hid the other side of the onsen. “Did you intend for the boys’ and girls’ side to be in the same room?”

“Shut up. I’m trying to relax woman!” Another groan left him before he mumbled a response. “Henry didn’t quite understand what I wanted.”

“Sure, Captain. I’m sure it wasn’t because you want an eyeful.”

“Like there’s anything to look at in this damn squad,” he scoffed loud enough for her to hear.

“Yami!” She gasped in mock offense, their playful natures feeding off each other. “How rude!”

He huffed out a small laugh before sinking further under the water. They both knew he was joking, especially since they’d been known to find their way into each others beds in the middle of the night. She had called it stress relief, and he had said the same once or twice, but the truth was he didn’t like admitting how much he craved her. Her teasing never helped. Even today when she’d joined him, she had refused to get in with him, turning her nose and insisting that it was the boys’s side and the water was probably filthy. He had rolled his eyes and told her to do what she wanted, but he still peeked when she threw her towel off.

She turned away from him and began wading to the other side of the designated girls’ pool, smirking at the image of her captain obscured by the billowing steam. “Well if you aren’t going to make any changes to the design, you should invite the rest of the captains over to enjoy your brilliant idea. I, for one, would love an eyeful of that Fuegoleon Vermillion.”

“Alright, that’s it.” She heard from his side. “Now you’re really in for it, woman!”

She giggled and moved further away as Yami heaved himself over the barrier, his body on full display. She had little time to appreciate it before he was on her, crowding up her smaller body against the edge of the basin. The hard wood dug into her back forcing her to arch deeper into his body.

“You wanna repeat that, princess?”

“Yami,” she sighed airily, smirk never leaving her face. Her favorite hobby as of late had been teasing her captain, knowing full well she wouldn’t let another man touch her. She didn’t want anyone else, but she’d never admit that out loud, not when the two had such a great thing going on. She wouldn’t dare ruin that.

Leaning her body on Yami’s chest, she gazed up at him with defiance in her eyes. “If he were here now, oh the things I’d let him do to me.”

His hand shot out around her throat, squeezing until the line between pleasure and pain blurred. She struggled to swallow, but kept her act up. “Why so angry, Captain? Don’t like me fucking other men?”

“I think you need to be taught a lesson,” he growled, hand squeezing just a little tighter. “Or did you forget you belong to me?”

Her façade fell for a moment, eyes widening as she struggled to breathe, and Yami was perceptive enough to relax his hold to where he was only holding her in place. His thumb stroked the side of her neck as he leaned in. “You wanna act like a slut, then I’ll treat ya like one.”

He moved like lightning and before she had blinked, he had her arms pinned to her chest as he held her from behind. She was settled in his lap, legs spread wide as he ground his hips against her. His length, already hardened from her teasing, caught her fluttering hole with every thrust, not enough to slip in, but enough to keep her whining against his chest. One hand slipped down and traced faint circles on her womanhood.

“Yami,” she whimpered. “Captain, please!” The last bit a long-winded plea that Yami could only describe as desperate. “Please, I want it so bad.”

“Awww what’s wrong, brat? Bit off more than your pretty mouth could chew? That’s too bad.”

“You’re so mean!”

“You gonna cry? What a baby!” He taunted, enjoying her torment. “Still want Captain Firepants to come fuck you stupid?”

She was lost to his torment, her mind a fog full of Yami’s impressive mana and the feeling of his equally impressive length slotted against her. She couldn’t think beyond forming pleas much less when he asked her a question. In her confusion, she blurted out, “Who?”

“Good answer,” he chuckled and let her sink down on him thoroughly enjoying the moan that ripped out of her. “Awww, you like that? I bet you do.”

He allowed her to settle herself the rest of the way and swallowed his own groan of pleasure as she tightened around him. Yami released her for a while as she adjusted, letting her lay against his broad chest until she started squirming again, her hands finding leverage on the bench beneath him. Curling his arms around her again, she found herself locked in place.

“But-,” she started but was interrupted by Yami’s booming laugh.

“You’re gonna sit nice and pretty on my lap while your captain relaxes. Got it?”

Another whine escaped her, but she lay her head back conceding to his demand. She tucked her head against his throat, brows furrowed in frustration.

“And don’t you even thing about moving,” he added with a swat to her rear that made her squeeze tighter. Yami groaned once more. “And if I cum inside, well, that’s your problem.”

She sighed into the column of his throat, her stubbornness gone as she gave herself over to the man she trusted most. “Yes, Captain.”

“Mmm,” he stroked her hips gently. “Good girl.”

She’d been quiet for a while as they had sat in the bath. The heat from the steam and from her body had gotten to him and he gently brushed hair from her forehead.

“You didn’t fall asleep on me did ya?”

Murmuring a no, she opened her eyes and tried prying herself from him, but the motion only made her clench tighter. Yami hissed and grabbed onto her hips with bruising force.

“Oi,” he exclaimed over her whine. “Gimme a sec would ya?”

As gently as he could, he maneuvered her so she was sitting on the edge of the bath. Giving her a quick kiss, he ran his hands through her hair.

“You good?”

“Yeah,” she nodded. “But I didn’t cum.”

He snorted. “Yeah? Well me either, princess. What are you gonna do about it?”

“Beg you.”

“Oh?”

“Mhm,” she hummed, her voice turning back to an airy whisper. “Please, Captain. I want you so badly. I need you to fuck me and make me cum. Only you can do it right.”

“So desperate,” he chided with another swat to her backside. “Don’t need anyone else, huh?”

“Just you, sir.”

“Shit,” he hissed.

He sensed no ki coming from the hallway so he took the opportunity to toss her over his shoulder, causing a yelp, and sauntered to his bedroom where she was thrown onto his unmade sheets. Making his way to sit against the headboard, he relished in the sight of her crawling over the mattress onto him. She eyed him hungrily, wanting to feel every inch of him, but before she could settle on his lap once more, he stopped her. Yami was shit at expressing himself and he knew it, so he tried to say what he wanted with actions more than words. He cupped the back of her head and pulled her into a breath taking kiss full of teeth and tongue. She savored it as much as he could before he pulled away leaving a trail of saliva between the two.

“Ah, ah,” he shook his head as he flipped her around so she was facing the foot of the bed. “Show me.”

Knowing what he meant, she flushed as she placed herself face down on the fresh sheets. She honestly felt so boneless she could barely hold herself up, but she didn’t need to. Yami was already behind her, hands holding her hips steady and putting her fluttering hole on display. His thumb stroked her sensitive bud, the muscles clenching around air and he chuckled at the sight. It was red and slightly swollen from their earlier activities, but it was a sight he’d never get tired of.

“So greedy,” he taunted. “I guess I better fill you up.”

Yami wasted no more time. He spit, letting his saliva drip down her cunt before burying himself in one thrust. Still sensitive, she cried out, fingers grasping at his sheets as he started a brutal pace. She thought he’d be gentle this time, but she should have known better. He was always such a beast in bed.

The angle allowed him to plunge deeper than earlier. He relished in every cry she made as he found his rhythm, every thrust hitting something deep inside that made her beg for more. She shook with pleasure as his hands traveled down to massage her sides. It was such a raw sensation as if the pads of his fingers were carving deep marks on her ribs and belly. Imaging how sore she’d be tomorrow, she hoped he’d give her a bit of rest, at least for a few hours before training tomorrow. There was no way she was going to be able to after they were done. And as worn out as she knew she’d be, she somehow found the strength to rock herself back to meet his thrusts as she chased her release.

He was being tougher than usual, he knew, but he couldn’t control himself anymore-not when she  made those cute, desperate little sounds. She was gorgeous beneath him as always-a sight he craved far too often. When they had started this whatever-it-was, he had just thought of it as sex, but it quickly turned into much more at least for him. He had remained quiet about his feelings not only because he didn’t want to spoil these moments, but also because he was her superior. If she didn’t feel the same, though he hoped she did, he didn’t want her to feel obligated to keep sleeping with him. So Yami decided he would stay quiet for as long as possible, but she made it difficult when she looked at him with that damn grin and that wild streak in her eyes. And when she’d be whining beneath him, the attitude all but fucked out of her. She’d be the death of him, that Yami swore, but what a sweet way to go.

This time felt different. Neither of them knew why, but it did. She felt Yami speed up, sensing his end and tried to catch up herself. Maybe the long soak in the tub still had her head reeling, but she felt like her body was on fire. She couldn’t think much past the pleasure she was experiencing, but her thoughts floated in and out of focus as she came undone. She vaguely heard herself beg him to keep going, though she wasn’t sure if she said that aloud or just in her head. She lay boneless as Yami turned her over and heaved her onto her back as he continued his pace, his teeth grit as he reached his end.

“Sorry I came in you.” Yami sat above her on his bed watching her shoulders rise and fall as she regained her senses. He really had meant to pull out, but the blissed-out look on her face nearly ruined him and he lost control. They had always been cautious, but he supposed they were both lost to their senses. An unlit cigarette hung from his lips as he admired the image before him. Her body lay slotted against his thigh as she snuggled deeper into his mess of a bed.

“It’s alright,” she sighed into the pillow she had curled around. “There’s a tea I can take for that.”

He stroked her lower back, the pads of his fingers digging in and causing her to shudder, the aftermath of her undoing still fresh. There was a long silence between them, one that was both comfortable and familiar. It made Yami feel more vulnerable than he expected making him express his inner thoughts aloud, surprising both himself and the woman laying in his bed.

“Or maybe you could not take it?” It had been said so quietly, she hardly heard him, but once she registered what he had said, she nearly shot up, turning toward him.

“What?”

“I mean,” he trailed off as he rubbed the back of his neck knowing it was far too late to take back his words. “I don’t know-kinda like the idea of a couple kids running around.”

“Yami, we’re not even really dating and you want to have kids?” She could not believe they were having this discussion right now of all times.

Yami knew he should have just kept quiet, and he knew that this might ruin what they had, but he couldn’t find it in himself to brush it off as a joke. He’d already taken the first step off the cliff, he might as well just fall.

“I mean, it’s not like we’re seeing other people. And maybe I really am-,” he scoffed at his inability to admit his feelings. “What I’m trying to say is that I think I might be-.” He grumbled into his hand before rubbing his face. Finally, he found he had no other words to say but, “I’m so fucking in love with you.”

After the shock of having her captain confess to her wore off, all she could do was smile up at him. How stupid she’d been hiding her feelings and letting her heart break a little at a time. Reaching for his hand, she brought it to her lips, kissing his calloused knuckles.

“Yeah, I’m fucking in love with you too.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm,” she held her arms out for him to join her. He settled against her, pulling her onto his chest.

“You really want a kid though? You think you’re ready?” She mused.

“I have a squad full of ‘em already. I think I can handle a couple more.”