an: time for another event request and I am so excited for it to be in the Black Clover fandom! Thanks to @simpingforthisonedeer for this absolute treat of a request! I hope I do your man justice... ^^
prompt: “I swear to you I won’t stop until your legs are shaking and the neighbours know my name.”
pairing: Julius Novochrono x fem dom reader
warnings: sub Julius, implied handjob, overstimulation, naked reader & mostly dressed Julius, fem dom, lil pouty Wizard King, the lengths you have to go to get him to do some damn work, office sex
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The office was golden-kissed, the setting sun creating such a beautiful backdrop in which to admire your handsome beloved.
Papers littered the desk, quills scattered by the almost empty ink pot and a faint trace of dust caught your fingertip that ran along the surface.
Dust motes twinkled in the air, enough to look ethereal but not so much that would have you selecting a new location.
You tsked quietly, admiring the soft pout of Julius’s bottom lip as he watched you intently from the elaborate high-backed chair. The blonde hair was tousled from where you had run your hands through it roughly, the cheeks a blooming pink and those pouting lips completely swollen from your kisses.
“Seems your minder isn’t doing a good job of getting you to do any actual work of late,” you whispered.
His vivid purple eyes widened, jaw clenched as you undressed before him. Slipping out of the layers that highlighted your nobility until naked and freed from the shackles of etiquette.
A hand slid between the valley of your breasts, touching everywhere you knew he wanted to touch. Enraptured by his twitching cock that was already covered in his cum from merely your skilful hand.
His throat worked furiously, swallowing the runny saliva coating his mouth as he swept his gaze over your heavenly frame. Heart pounding frantically as he burned with desire, desperate to be yours and yours alone.
“What should I do with you, hmm? Being such a very naughty Wizard King. Think you deserve to be buried in this little pussy?”
Julius groaned as you slung your leg over his spread thighs, the fabric of his pants so very tight against his skin. Flames licked at him, heating every inch of him and it only worsened as your bare, glistening lips slid along his sensitive cock.
You smacked away the hands that tried to land on your hips, that longed to lift your weight and force you down to the hilt of his thick shaft. To stretch you out until you were moulded to only him, never able to find relief with anybody else.
It was such a shame to have to deny those sinful hands from touching you. The long, thick fingers and wide palms that you adored and knew exactly where and how to touch you, but he needed to be reminded who was in charge.
“Use your words, Julius and I didn’t say you could touch,” you scolded, tugging on his earlobe with your teeth between words. His crotch was slippery from his creamy cum, mingling with your arousal and ruining his expensive pants in the process.
“Please, let me fuck you,” he whined between sniffles, “I’ll be good. I promise I’ll finish up my work, but I gotta be inside you first.”
The smile to curve your sensual lips was wicked; the power of having the most powerful mage in the Kingdom, and perhaps the entire continent wrapped around your little finger was intoxicating.
His brattish behaviour from earlier was gone in the blink of an eye at the sight of your stern expression. Sweat beaded on his brow as you took a harsh grip on his hair, forcing him to lean sideways to allow the wide wet sweep of your tongue, licking at the salty sweat and purring your contentment.
“How about this,” your breath tickled his ear and his eyes rolled deep into his skull as you teased the tip of his leaking cock against your needy little nub, “I swear to you I won’t stop until your legs are shaking and the neighbours know my name.”
Your blonde man stared you dead in the eye as he said, “you mean Marx?”
With one fluid shift and roll of your hips, you were inching down his length slowly and delighting in the sobbing hiccups from how over-stimulated he already was.
“Yes, beloved, I do mean Marx.”
hiiii could you write julius novachrono x reader with a praise kink?? thank you!
hehe yes! thanks for the request 🦈
julius novachrono x reader
warnings: 18+, praise kink
"I've been thinking about you all day."
Julius's voice was always intoxicating. Especially when he was so tired after a long day of work, and wanted nothing more than to scoop his love up in his arms and curl up with you on his large bed. His voice would become strained, labored. It wasn't long until articles of clothing began to go missing, and his skin pressed needily against yours.
"You're always so fun to come home to-" he whispered against your skin, one of his hands gently massaging your chest. "You're just the thing I need to help erase the day from my memory."
"I-I'm glad," you answered, closing your eyes to drink up the sensation. "Anything for you, Julius."
He let out a soft laugh, his lips pressing against your neck. You let out a needy moan, arching against him. "Ah~ You really make the prettiest sounds," he teased. "You want more?"
You nodded, gasping as he went back for your neck, his lips sucking and teeth nipping. The arm around your middle tightened, and the hand that had been gently stroking your hair suddenly gripped it, a gentle yet firm hold that kept you still. You were a shivering mess, your whole body flushed at this point.
"So beautiful..."
Julius sighed, his grip suddenly softening as the intense moment passed. A new one would come shortly, but he didn't want to rush it. There was something so nice about slowly working you up until you were begging for him; it was the only thing in his life that he could take his time with.
"You've been so good and patient for me." He shifted to roll on top of you, gazing down into your eyes for the first time since you two laid down. He smirked, and you bit your lip in anticipation. "I might be a King, but I can serve you all night long if you'd like."
You let out a breathless laugh at the corny joke, but sucked it back in when Julius lowered his head and started kissing down your stomach teasingly.
"Don't look away. I love watching your pretty face when you come~"
bleeh 😋
and art of zoro from video
Originally based on this imagine from imaginexhobbit.
PART ONE
Characters: FemDwarrow!Reader, Fili, Dwalin, Ori, mentions of other characters Location: Erebor, Post-BOTFA, Everybody lives! AU Warnings: Flirting, butt touching!, a bit of kissing Word Count: 5160
WOOOOOO. FINALLY. Sorry about the long wait, guys. Part 3(!!!) will be along much faster. I promise.
Keep reading
Thranduil appreciation post!
*I do not own the image*
Summary: It's your night to keep watch up in the crows nest, and you're missing a certain swordsman. Luckily, Zoro misses you too.
Pairing: OPLA!Zoro Roronoa x F!Reader
Word Count: 870
A/N: Another fluff piece for my 'This is the Beginning' series! I had a dream about this scenario so I knew I had to write it, lol. Hope you enjoy!
You don't have to read the series, but if you'd like to, you can find it here!
It's a strangely quiet night on the Going Merry.
It seemed the rest of your crew was tired from the adventures of the day and had gone to bed earlier than normal. Though it was well past sun down when everyone had fallen asleep, it was still earlier than normal.
You, however, were still wide awake. It was your night to keep watch, so sat up in the crows nest, you were bundled up in a warm blanket to fight the night chill and staring up at the stars dancing across the nights sky. You'd ask Sanji to prepare you some coffee and food for the night, knowing it'd be the only thing that would keep you awake and the cook hadn't hesitated to oblidge.
There was something serene about being up at the crows nest, in the middle of the night, when everyone else was asleep. You were forever grateful for the day Luffy, Zoro and Nami had rescued you from Buggy's crew but the crew, now with two more people, were definitely a rowdy bunch.
There wasn't often a moment of quiet or calm on the Going Merry. You wouldn't trade that for anything. You relished in the constant that was the Strawhat Crew and it held the loneliness you've felt your entire life at bay.
But, nights like these, when you knew that come morning everything would return to normal, the peace was nice. Nice in the way that you got to experience it rather then be asleep. Watch nights were long, often spent trying to fight sleep and boredom, but there was something serene about them all the same.
Though, you guessed, if there was one complaint, it would be you wished there was a certain green-haired swordsman to keep you company.
You kept that wish to yourself, knowing it would be incredibly selfish of you to tear his sleep away from him because you wanted more alone time with him. He hadn't ever asked that of you on his nights--truthfully, you didn't know if he even returned the same wish.
And honestly, most nights, you got by on your own fine.
It was harder some nights, though.
Inhaling sharply, you pull your blanket tighter around yourself, trying to get as comfortable as you could in the cramped space that was the crows nest. You're in the midst of fluffling the pillow you were using as a seat when you hear a noise.
It gives you pause, body stilling, as you stop to listen for more.
Sure enough, a second later, another thud follows. And then another. It continues, until the noise gets close enough you can discern it as footsteps.
Frowning, you sit up, poking your head over the edge of the crows nest and glance down, only to see Zoro staring up at you. Relief that it was an attack of any sorts, your face twists in confusion at the sight of him.
"Zoro?" You call in a hushed yell, trying to be careful not to wake up at the others. "What're you doing up?"
Zoro, in typical Zoro fashion, chooses not to answer you. Instead, he calls up; "make room. I'm heading up." And doesn't leave any room for argument as he begins to climb up the ladder.
Baffled, you shuffle away from the entrance, moving to make what little room there is for him. It takes Zoro no more than a minute to make it to the top of the crows nest, his head popping up first before he slides into the spot next to you.
Letting the door fall shut, Zoro settles back against the crows nest.
You continue to stare at him.
"What?" He asks.
You huff, "what're you doing here? More importantly, why are you awake?"
Zoro shrugs, crossing his arms over his chest. "I couldn't sleep."
"I highly doubt that," you snort. Zoro? Not able to sleep? The day that happened, you'd think you were dreaming.
Letting out a small chuckle, Zoro shakes his head. "Didn't like you being up here alone." He admits, voice low as he meets your gaze. "So I came to keep you company."
Heart fluttering at his words, your face softens. "This isn't my first time keeping watch, Zoro."
"I know," he nods. "Still, we stopped for the night earlier than we normally do. And you looked disappointed when everyone went off."
A smile curls onto your lips at his concern. Even if he won't outright say it, the meaning behind Zoro's words is obvious enough. You hadn't even known he'd seen you make that face.
So, heart warm at his care for you, you choose to not argue anymore. Zoro didn't do anything he didn't want to do, and you'd just been thinking about how much you missed your swordsman.
You were going to take advantage of the fact he was here.
Shifting, you move so you're next to him, slipping your hands into his as he watches you with curiosity. He lets you move his arm, settling it around your shoulders and, having caught on to what you wanted, he tucks you into his side. You drape the blanket around the both of you, letting your head fall against his chest.
"You can still sleep, Zoro," you mumble, staring up at the sky. "I'm happy just having you here."
"Nah," he breathes, squeezing your shoulder. "I wanna spend this time with you awake."
Remembered my password just to post Him
Lean, beautiful pre time-skip Roronoa my beloved, my husband, I would die for him
(Actually I would do the same for post time-skip Zoro too)
“Odin is the highest and the oldest of all the gods.
He gave an eye for wisdom. He hung from the world-tree, Yggdrasil for nine nights. He has many names. He travels from place to place in disguise, to see the world as people see it.
He has two ravens, whom he calls Huginn and Muninn which mean “thought” and “memory”. They whisper into his ears.
When he sits on his high throne at Hlidskjalf, he observes. Nothing can be hidden from him.
He brought war into the world and if you survive in battle, it is with Odin’s grace. If you fall bravely in war the Valkyries, beautiful battlemaidens will collect your soul and bring you to where Odin waits for you in Valhalla, there you will drink and fight and feast and battle, with Odin as your leader.”
contains ✰ sfw!, crew member!reader, fluff, post-timeskip, established relationship, wannabe nonchalant!zoro
bf!Zoro who tries to be nonchalant but is indeed… chalant
bf!Zoro who secretly loves when you yap while he lifts weights
bf!Zoro who loves the weight of your body against his as he rests his eyes underneath the sun
bf!Zoro who can’t hide his annoyance when any other man tries to speak to you, especially the cook on the ship
bf!Zoro who is smug about the fact that your his and his only
bf!Zoro who always keeps an eye on you whenever you’re at a bar to ensure you’re safe at all times
bf!Zoro who loves to be your black knight when you don’t want to drink and teases you about his favor in return
bf!Zoro who drinks all the free drinks you get from the men at the bar
bf!Zoro who can’t hide his jealousy when you praise someone else’s strengths
bf!Zoro who loves manhandle you
bf!Zoro who gives you piggy back rides once you complain about your feet hurting
bf!Zoro who pretends like he hates carrying you and tells you that you should’ve brought comfier shoes but secretly loves it
bf!Zoro who blushes madly around you but gets mad whenever someone points it out
bf!Zoro who loves it when you tend to his wounds and change his bandages for him
bf!Zoro who wouldn’t think twice before putting his life on the line for you
bf!Zoro who may not understand all your interests or hobbies but still supports you nonetheless
bf!Zoro who has a harder time hiding his feelings than he likes to admit
bf!Zoro who laughs and smiles around you the most since you’re the only one he truly lets his guard down around
Shanks: *sprawled out on deck like he's a regency era debutant on a fainting chair, bemoaning the loss of his favorite pair of pants in a poker game the night previous.*
Benn: cheer up buddy, we'll get you new pants.
Shanks: It won't be the same, nothing in the world can cheer me up, *starts dramatically sobbing into his hand.*
Benn: *annoyed* (y/n), you deal with this.
You: on it *pulls up a fruit crate, encircles Shanks in your arms and squishes his head into your chest*
Shanks: *wraps his arm around your waist and presses his face into your chest*
Yassop: uh, (y/n) I'm sad too
Shanks: *muffled* I'm not sharing their tiddies
You: a man lost his favorite pair of pants have some respect, even if they were the ugliest pants in existence.
Shanks: hey!
Benn: *whispers loudly* I'm glad I never have to see them again.
Shanks: *whines* I am, they made my ass look great
You: * pats him softly on the head* Darling, there will always be another favorite pair of pants. Remember you only got those pants a month ago, and you had a favorite before that.
Shanks: I know that, but this loss stings bitterly, who takes a man's pants?!
You: You lost them in a bet at a poker table, darling. You were aware of the chance that it might be lost, you were just in denial of that fact.
Shanks: *groans loudly, trailing off into a whine* Stop picking on me and let me mourn my loss.
Benn: * mutters under his breath* nurse your bruised pride while you're at it, preferably in silence.
Shanks: *glares at Benn over his shoulder, and huddles closer to your body*
You: *starts to stroke his hair* there there boys, quiet now, the both of you.
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