𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒。 black clover

82; ᴢᴇɴᴏɴ/ɴᴀᴄʜᴛ ☾ ❦ ✹

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mind games
—renforshort

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『ELIXIR OF CONFUSION』
nacht x reader x zenon x ???
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warning: nsfw (terrible)
foreword; she 'enjoys' it... plz
yall finna hate me i get it
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"You foul treacherous bitch." A witch spat out, holding a deep vengeance to the female she holds grudges of the past too.

The single sword grazed by her chin, wincing in pain. (y/n) squinted her eyes, knowing the cruel things she has done. "Aren't you?"

A scoff followed by the scene close by. "Just end her, (y/n). We're wasting our time."

(y/n) faced her 'leader', nodding. "Of course."

The witch shouted, realizing the no extent of love that the man she admires has shown. Angered, she waved her hand above and shouted in pain of broken heart. "Zenon-sama! I thought you love me!"

"Please, love me!"

Zenon faced her as if she was stupid. "Filth. Why should I love a whore like you?"

"You're nothing but trash." He turned, walking away from the small hut they were in. The sharp bone made-sword bleeded, slowly wiped by him. Glancing shortly to his assigned mate.

"End her."

The witch shouted out, not wanting to give up her hopeless romantic sneer. "You'll love me!" Taking a swish of bottled elixir, she went and wifted the smell. "See? I can smell you, Zenon-sama! You're the one for me!"

"Nonsense. Your child games are disgusting. End her."

"No!!" She went over and took a dash, followed by an incoming attack from the standing assigned mate of Zenon. She lost her balance, dropping a hinge of elixir on air.

"You'll love me—!" A bone struck her abdomen and chest, ending her ridiculous acts. A gasp past her lips.

"Z-Zenon—sa-ma..." She pleaded, reaching the elixir who was then kicked on air by the cruel bone mage.

"Shut up." He scoffed, turning away to the female who busied herself with her lips. "You were too slow."

"My apologies." (y/n) furrowed her brows in the weird scent she earned all of a sudden. Glancing to the merciless man who gazed her in annoyance. "It feels like something just entered my mouth... Nevermind."

Walking away, sniffing the brand new smell that entered his nose. He felt doubtedly aroused for some reason. Getting rid of the thought as the smell grew time by time. "What is that smell?"

"Excuse me?"

Zenon faced her, feeling his heart swell in bliss. Ignoring it and exhaling the smell away. "Nothing."