#yami fluff

Sleepy mornings with your favorite Magic Knight Captain ♡

"Yami...."

A soft whisper escapes your lips, followed by a grunt as you adjust yourself beneath the said man. The weight of his body was suffocating, yet comforting at the same time.

You decide to give him a little bit of a nudge, nothing too strong but nothing too light either. He doesn't respond, still deep in his slumber as you try to fend off the rising sun's beams blazing in from the cracked window of the Black Bull's hideout.

After a moment of silence and the acceptance of defeat, you feel Yami adjust himself on top of you, followed by a soft grunt. His muscular arms find purchase around your mid-section, tightening just a bit.

Your arms move to reciprocate his actions, allowing one of your hands to slip up towards the base of his neck. A soft hum leaves the man as he feels your hand snake up towards his hair. You allow your fingertips to massage his scalp slowly and gently as you admire his breathtaking features.

The birds chirped cheerfully while you both lay tangled up with one another. Your fingers continue to card through his messy locks as you wait for the Magic Knights Captain to wake from his slumber. You feel his head adjust, nosing at the crook of your neck as he finally cracks his eyes open.

This catches your attention. Your hand comes to a halt.

"...mnn"

He groans in protest, his head moving slowly to prop his chin up on your chest. His eyes are still heavy, half-lidded as he meets your soft gaze.

"Good Morning," you whispered out softly, tilting your head down towards him with a soft curl to your lips, "Sleepyhead." Your hands finally continue to move through his locks, something that he definitely appreciated.

Yami only grunts in response, plopping his head back down into the crook of your neck. He plants a lazy kiss there before closing his eyes again. You can't find it in you to be mad at him for wanting to return to bed when he looks so relaxed. And of course, there was no better way to enjoy this moment than closing your eyes once again to fall into a comfortable silence.

A deep breath leaves the man's nose before you feel your position swiftly move from underneath him to beside him. His arms are still firmly wrapped around you, pulling your head closer to his chest this time. You can feel the steady thump, thump, thump of his heart as you allow yourself to breathe in his natural musk.

"Good Morning." He finally drawled out, voice barely above a whisper but full of rasp and sleep. You can't help but shiver at the sound of his deep, rumbly voice. The half-awake man leans down to place another peck on your forehead. His hands move to follow your ministrations from earlier, now massaging your scalp to lull you back to sleep.

Both you and Yami stay like this for a little while longer until there's a loud knock coming from the opposite side of the Captain's door. The said captain lets out an exaggerated groan, not wanting to give the uninvited guest a real answer.

Another knock followed along with a loud and boisterous voice.

"Captain Yami! It's time to get up!" Exclaims Asta from the other side. Your lover groans one more time before he wills himself to give his member a response.

"What the hell do you want? Leave us alone will ya?" Comes his response, much softer than his normal retorts that poor little Asta receives daily. You can hear Asta whine and grumble to himself as his footsteps disappear down the hallway.

Neither of you move to get up. The warmth far too peaceful to interrupt; however, it was beginning to get quite rowdy outside in the lobby. Multiple sounds of laughter and a big BOOM could be heard, making your body jolt.

"I guess it's time we get up..." You hushed out, separating your body just an inch from his to make eye contact. His gaze locks with yours, lingering for a second before he huffs, "I suppose so."

You can see the small pout forming on his gruff features, lips tugging slightly downwards. Who would've thought the great big and bad Yami Sukehiro would be so cute and pouty?

One of your hands moves to cup the side of his face, his head tilting to lean into it as your thumb brushes his lower lip. His stubble tickles your palm a bit as you lean in closer, your breaths mingling and ghosting over one another. A breathy laugh emits from you, brushing past his lips. His brows furrow at your quiet laughter.

You whisper out a soft, "You're so cute when you're sleepy." before finally closing in with a soft peck on his lips, hand still resting on his cheek.

❦ RELIEF PT. 2

cw: fluff, pregnant!reader

pt. 1

your sniffles echoed through the halls as you waddled your way to the common room. your husband sat with his newspaper, cigarette nowhere in sight today, as he stopped smoking when you became sick at the smell of it. his head instinctively turned to you when he heard your soft cries.

“what’s wrong, mama?” his gruff voice toned down as he let you sit on his lap.

“i’m hungry.” you hiccuped and curled as best you could into his warmth.

“little one has been sapping your energy lately, huh?” he placed his large hand on your pregnant stomach. “what d’you wanna eat?”

“i don’t know!” you nearly sobbed.

surprisingly, yami was not phased. your constant mood swings from raging hormones were not something he had trouble adjusting to. you couldn’t have asked for a better partner to be beside you during your pregnancy. which is why you laughed when his hands covered your ears and he bellowed throughout the hideout to call for charmy to get over there.

“la!” your angel appeared on a cloud of cotton.

“charmy!” your cheeks became covered in tears.

“what can you make for my girl?” yami ignored you wiping your eyes on his shoulder. “she needs something to eat.”

not even 20 minutes later, you had a buffet fit for a banquet in front of you. sheep upon sheep brought out numerous delicacies all for you and it only increased the tears in your eyes. anything you could possibly be craving laid out for your enjoyment.

you were flat out royalty. the black bulls hideout was your castle, and your throne was your husband’s lap. when you first told yami you were pregnant, he didn’t let you lift so much as a finger for anything. that same could be said now as he spoon fed you all the delicious food in front of you.

it didn’t even matter that the rest of the squad had gathered around you all—enticed by the scent of food—and were eating, sukehiro’s gaze was for you only.

one hand coaxing your body to curl into his muscular one, and the other blowing softly on the freshly made fried rice so you didn’t burn your tongue.

sitting there in that moment made you realize how perfect of a man you’d chosen.

zai says: RAHHH YAMIII!!!

ˏˋ«────── « 𓆩♡𓆪 » ──────»

he yawned and attempted to stretch his body, he paused when he felt something on his chest. he looked down at you and smiled while pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“mornin’ babe” his voice sounded groggy still laced with sleep.

you lightly chuckled and looked up at him “morning yami.” you gently ran your fingers through his hair “bed head looks good on you, ya know.”

he hummed and smiled at you “oh really? well if you like it, it must look pretty good.” he loved little moments like these when the two of you would just sit and talk before you had to start the day. he rested his hand on your thigh, idly tracing random shapes.

“it suits you yami.” you gently pushed his hair back from his face “but i think i like your usual look a little better.” you pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek “how long do you think it’ll be till asta comes knocking”

he shrugs “eh i give him ten minutes. unless my pets ate him.”

“yami hun those things aren’t pets”

hi hi, happy birthday @/spaceywarlock <3 i hope you have an amazing day love, you deserve it! here’s a short yami piece :) (I hope i wrote him well, it’s my first time writing him.) also thank you for filling out the form <3

thank you to my friend @/myrulia for coming up with the idea, all credits go to them <3

WARNINGS: fluff - gn!reader - 500 words

A/N: Hi Nati!! I hope you enjoy it! Prince Yami is a very dreamy idea.

Yami Fluff + Royalty AU! + Locked in a (chamber) + "I wish I could hate you."

Yami stretched, nearly falling out of the tree he was perched in. He steadied himself, taking a long breath of air before leaning back against the tree; they’d be looking for him soon, they always did. Like clockwork, he heard footsteps rushing into the courtyard, “Prince Yami! I know you’re here in one of these trees, you have royal duties to attend to.”

Rolling his eyes, he hopped out of the tree, landing with a thud on the ground below. It was Finral, his primary keeper that had come for him this time.

“There you are! Prince you can’t keep going off like this, it worries the King.” Finral chastised, ushering him down the long hallway to Yami’s office.

Yami sighed, “I know, I know. But paperwork is boring.” He sat down at his desk, eyeing the files that sat untouched upon it.

Finral crossed his arms, fixing Yami with his sternest glare, but it failed like always and his gaze softened. “I know it’s no fun, but you must attend to your princely duties.”

The door shut with a click and Finral returned to his post outside it.

Yami sighed, putting his feet on the desk and flipping open the first file. “If he’s so worried about me, why doesn’t he ever come to see me?”

❦ HARDWORK

cw: none, this is fluff

this is cute :) not much romance, but this is what i came up with

the only time you could practice was on your break from work.

you were blessed with a rare magic attribute, but cursed with not having enough mana. it didn’t help that you were a commoner and no one expected great things from you, but all you wanted to do was protect people. after your first failed attempt at joining the magic knights when you were 15, you were devastated. its been years since then, but you haven’t tried again, you had no confidence in your magic, no matter how much you tried.

that’s why you were sweating, panting, and barely holding on as you amassed mana together in the sky. the powerful swirls solidified together, strengthening the attack, and it would have all gone perfectly if you didn’t slip up. you lost control, causing the dense magic to fall, bonking your head and sending you crashing to the ground.

the painful groan you let out shook your head, you didn’t even bother trying to get back up. that’s when you heard a bellowing laugh. the embarrassment turned to rage as you rolled onto your stomach and pushed yourself off the dirt. heat burned your face at the thought that someone saw you mess up that badly.

without looking to see who it was, you mustered up as much mana as you could and sent it flying at the person.

the laugh quickly stopped, a flash of black and silver easily slicing through your attack before you were met with the silhouette of a big man. he glared down at you with an unimpressed look.

“that wasn’t very nice.” he said, voice deep.

you huffed, “it’s not nice to laugh at people.”

“it was funny—” he mumbled.

“—it was not! what are you doing here anyway? don’t you have something better to do, stalker?”

if it were possible his look became more menacing, eyes narrowed even further as he puffed out a breath of his cigarette. he took a step closer, and you felt the overwhelming presence of his mana.

“you got a mouth on you, huh?” he said. “you got the power to back it up?”

with wavering determination, you were about to snap back another nasty remark when, in the soft breeze, you caught sight of the emblem sewed into his robe. unmistakably, it was the symbol of a magic knight’s squad.

the breath caught in your throat, the only sound emitting from you being a squeak.

he let out another laugh, darker this time, and if you weren’t already drained from training, you would’ve blamed him on the wobble in your knees.

“you’re funny.” he stepped closer, enough to reach out and gently flick your forehead.

it didn’t hurt, but you pouted anyway. “if you feel like it, join my squad.”

the magic knight tossed a black robe into your arms. dumbfounded, you just stared at it, trying to comprehend what just happened.

when words finally came back to you, you looked up only to find the man retreating.

“thank you.” you whispered.

A/N: Hello dear! Thanks so much 💕 one Yami drabble coming right up!! 

Sunflower + Yami (f!reader) 

There were flower fields all over the Clover Kingdom and you’d been to almost all of them. You’d spent years searching for one fabled field, one filled with magic flowers that grew towards the sun, but no matter how far you went, you could never find it. 

“I just wish I could see them one day Yami.” You lamented to your partner, absentmindedly running your finger along the grain of the table. Yami gave you a sympathetic smile, he adored the way you wished for your dreams to come true with your whole heart. And he was making it a mission of his to make each and everyone come true. 

“Hey Finral, I need you.” He said later that night, cornering him outside the hideout. “Yes sir? What’s up?” Finral asked, a little intimidated by the man towering over him. Yami put his hands in his pockets and looked away, a little embarrassed that he was asking for help with this. “I need you to help make a dream come true.” Finral tipped his head, confused by what he was asking. 

“I need you to find that magical sunflower field from all those books.” Yami grumbled, feet shifting awkwardly. “What?! But that doesn’t--” Yami cut him off with a swift glare, “I don’t care. I am going to make this dream of hers come true, and you’re going to help me.” If Yami was being honest, he had his doubts, and he didn’t really understand your desire to find this place that might not even exist, but he did understand that he loved you, and that was the most important thing to him. 

It took months but Finral came stumbling into the hideout one afternoon with an elated look on his face. “Captain, I found it!” Yami’s eyes widened with surprise, and he let out a laugh. “I knew you were the man for the job. Come on princess, let’s go.” “Go whe---” Before you could finish your question, Yami had you by the hand and was pulling you into Finral’s portal. 

When you landed on solid ground, you were on a picnic blanket in a field of giant yellow flowers. Your knees weakened with shock, “Yami are you serious right now? I could kiss you.” Yami smiled widely, eyes crinkling at the corners, “Feel free to thank me, but Finral deserves most of the credit.” You glanced at the green-clad mage and wrapped him in a warm embrace, “Thank you Finral, you are a real gem, you know that?” Finral blushed a deep red at your praise, “Aww thanks. Well, I’ll be back in a little while to fetch you, be safe out here.” 

A/N: Nati! The song is very cute, I enjoyed listening to it a lot. I hope you like this, I tried to make it soft and sweet 

“I've been holding onto pieces, swimming in the deep end, Tryna find my way back to you, 'Cause I'm needing a little bit of love”  from ‘A Little Bit of Love’ - Tom Grennan + Yami 

Before he met Julius Novachrono, Yami had little in his life; a shack by the seaside, a fishing pole, the clothes on his back. But after a time, he gained a squad, friends, a new family, and for many years that was enough. He prided himself as the head of a found family of misfits and loners just like him, but as he looked around, at the couples holding hands at the tavern and walking down the street, he found that he wanted that too. 

He met you soon after that, you ran a small flower shop in town and he was quite infatuated with you. For your part, you were attracted to his whole ‘bad boy' vibe. As you got to know him, you realized the bad boy vibe was for show for the most part, and that he was actually a kind-hearted man who cared for others and the kingdom he had grown to call home. 

There was a knock on your door one rainy night and you opened it to find Yami on your doorstep, bleeding from a cut on his cheek. No questions asked you let him in, grabbing your first aid kit from under the kitchen sink. Gently, ever so gently, you cleaned the wound, no words were needed between you, not now at least. 

It wasn’t often that Yami opened up about the horrors he had seen as a magic knight, and you weren’t about to press him on it. You were a civilian after all, though at times you wish he would let you into his world more, you wanted to be there for him in every way possible. 

“Thank you.” It was soft, the kiss you placed on his forehead in response. 

“What do you need?” You asked, fingertips barely touching his. 

“Honestly, I just came to be with you.” 

Smiles, soft smiles were exchanged, no words were needed.