#the Asta Cool Collection

[temporary-joyride]

I very recently finished the entire 170 Episode + Movie anime Black Clover and, as someone who took screenshots throughout, I present to you: The Goofy Faces Collection

#kennacanthink #black clover #asta black clover #mimosa vermillion #yuno grinberryall #klaus lunettes #finral roulacase #there were a few more pics but Tumblr said only 10 goofy faces allowed :((( #if anyone is interested in more screenshots we also have: #Goofy Faces continued #the Asta Cool Collection #the Asta Cute Collection #funny subtitles misc and cool backgrounds

[stellar-skyy]

INTERSTELLAR TEASHOP — 200 followers event.

“welcome, customer! please, take a seat. our menu is right here; feel free to order when you are ready!”

in a quiet corner of the sky, there is a teashop is tucked in between the stars. as you enter, the bell makes a quiet chime in sync with the cheerful employee's greeting, while a light jazz plays in the background. the employee gestures towards a board displaying a list of drinks. it hangs over the counter, above where a row of completed orders await collection. (masterlist.)

there are only a few others inside the shop, all huddled in comfortable-looking armchairs with drinks clutched in their hands. through the window, an array of stars cast a cool glow over each visitor. the place is quiet and cozy, and smells strongly of tea.

it's about time to order, don't you think? (15/15 slots filled!)

EDIT: all slots have been filled! any orders sent in after this point will be rejected!

“oh, are you ready? let me grab my notepad!”

☆ — so, who was this order for? (character)

orders are welcome for the following characters! please note that the names that are bolded are allowed iced tea (a.k.a. platonic requests) only.

GENSHIN: Alhaitham, Arataki Itto, Arlecchino, Bennett, Chiori, Collei, Columbina, Cyno, Faruzan, Fischl, Freminet, Furina, Hu Tao, Kaveh, Kaedehara Kazuha, Kujou Sara, Layla, Lynette, Lyney, Nilou, Qiqi, Sangonomiya Kokomi, Shikanoin Heizou, Tartaglia, Tighnari, Venti, Wanderer/Scaramouche, Xingqiu, Yoimiya, Zhongli HONKAI STAR RAIL: Arlan, Asta, Aventurine, Blade, Clara, Dan Heng (including Imbibitor Lunae), Herta, Himeko, Kafka, March 7th, Natasha, Sampo, Silver Wolf, Tingyun, Welt, Yanqing.

☆ — oh and before i forget, did you want your drink hot or cold? (genre)

hot tea — romantic; iced tea — platonic.

☆ — alright, now that is out of the way... what tea would you like? (prompt)

EARL GREY TEA — losing the one you love the most; watching them slip right through your fingers. BLACK TEA — sacrifice; they were always willing to give their life for yours, but they weren't prepared for you to trade your life for theirs. CHAI — a quiet moment of bliss with someone you love. WHITE TEA — a dance, shared between the two of you. ENGLISH BREAKFAST TEA — a letter, from someone special. (please specify your relationship with the character!) CINNAMON TEA (note: this tea is served hot only!) — agreeing to 'date' each other for mutual benefit gets tricky when one begins to develop actual feelings. PEPPERMINT TEA (note: this tea is served hot only!) — jealousy, burning in their chest as they watch you grow closer to someone who isn't them. MATCHA TEA — an injury, that is carefully cared for by them. LEMONGRASS TEA — they see you're struggling, and they're there to relieve the burden from your shoulders. OOLONG TEA — a chance meeting, that promises a delightful future for the both of you. CHAMOMILE TEA — you may be sick, but they are there to care for you throughout. LAVENDER TEA (note: this tea is served iced only!) — familial ties weren't enough to stop you from growing apart, and now you don't know if the damage can ever be repaired. HIBISCUS TEA — reassurance, from one that knows no matter what hardships you face, you will get through it. ORANGE BLOSSOM TEA (note: this tea is served hot only!) — a proposal, wherein two hearts join as one. (please specify who is proposing!) LEMON & GINGER TEA (note: this tea is served iced only!) — no matter what you go through, you are family, and they will always be there for you. HONEY & VANILLA TEA — sometimes, one just wants to feel loved. and they will hold you close until you never doubt it. STRAWBERRY & RASPBERRY TEA — baking is always better when it's with the ones you love. POMEGRANATE TEA — (royalty au!) wherein you and them are both nobility. BLACKCURRENT TEA — (hanahaki au!) you adore them, but you know they don't feel the same. and it is killing you. MANGO TEA — you have been friends since childhood; you loved each other then, and you love each other now.

☆ — if there are any more details you would like to include, please leave them in your order and i will try to add them! if you are confused, here are some example orders:

— could i order an iced chamomile tea for tighnari? — i would like a peppermint tea for aventurine. if you could, please add some extra angst as well. — can i get a english breakfast tea for kazuha, served hot? and our relationship is lovers, of course.

☆ — have you decided already? wow, that was fast!

“before i wrap up your order, there are a few things to note...”

⤷ there isn't a limit of orders per person, but please wait until i have finished your current order before sending in another!

⤷ one character and one prompt in each order please!

⤷ remember i am a full time student! i do want to get to everyone, but if i get a lot of orders, there may be a delay.

⤷ edit: i will only be doing 15 requests, and all of those slots have been filled! i may open up requests again but do not send a request until they are officially open.

“excellent! i will let you know as soon as your drink is ready~”

#✒️ — writing #[ interstellar teashop ☆ﾟ. ] #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Hi hi, Revchi anon here again! I've been playing the mobile game for a while now and I noticed something intriguing. In the 'bond' and 'outfit' screens, characters usually look and behave like their regular selves, right? Asta is cheery, Noelle is a bit haughty-looking, Yuno and Nozel are serious, Neige is timid, Rades is erratic, etc etc. So you'd expect Revchi to look smug and condescending as his default setting, right? But nope. He looks SAD. Unlike other antagonists, he only starts acting like a Giggling Bad Guy when given a gift or tapped

So basically he becomes a villain only if he's "pushed around" or "bugged" in a sense. That's interesting. But it would fit with the idea of him just being driven to the point of mental breakdown and villainhood.

So Revchi is a Poor Little Meow Meow /lh

In a way it's unfortunate that we didn't get to know more about his backstory and are left guessing, but that's pretty usual BC, which... is understandable because there is a wide cast. Imo Revchi could very well have gone into Tabs' "redeemable villain" squad, and he could have brought Revchi back for later arcs as he does with many villains. I mean... in the grand scheme of characters that he has redeemed, Revchi wouldn't even have been the most difficult one to redeem.

Not wanting to do so with Gueldre I get, because he chose to do as he did out of greed, and it doesn't strike as a particularly juicy story, but someone who is framed by his own squad? That would be interesting. And it could have been tied back to Zara's death and to Zora's story.

Of course Revchi isn't the only one, since basically Tabs ""redeemed"" the Dark Disciples by killing them. And then there are a bunch of now-paladinified villains/former knights, who's redemption arc is in being puppets for Lucius. (If one can call it as a redemption arc). Not that I think that every single character should necessarily be redeemed, but considering how Revchi is the very reason why Asta was at that point of the Tower, and got his grimoire in the first place, I think that Revchi is a bit too important of a minor character to just brush off. It'll be interesting if the story unfolds a little bit later on, because it can't be all a mere collection of consequences. The grimoire winding up from where Lichita died to the inside wall of the Grimoire Tower where Lichita's son would be in (I assume) 7-8 years later. And when being in the tower itself wasn't close enough, but rather Asta had to be on the inner courtyard of it, in a battle. (Some of this could be; specifically the battle, just a manga hype, because the MC should get his grimoire in a cool fashion ofc.) It just seems like Revchi, too, was just a pawn in a game where even king is not a knight (irl chess tournament reference).

#revchi anon #black clover #revchi salik

[simpingforthisonedeer]

I never understand villains with delusions of ruling the world like what do you mean???

Patri really was one of the best villains and I’ll explain why at the end

Zagred is out here going oh yeah thing I allowed this thing. into the world that will consume everything including elves and humans nyehehehe and then I’m gonna rule over this world nyehehehe like what world?? Or ok you bring the devils into it and then what?? I’m pretty sure he left the underworld bc he didn’t like it or he was ostracized so?

And don’t get me started on Lucius like my guy, if you brainwash everything and everyone into being nice good people, then you take away their free will and what?? It’s gonna be near mindless zombies. if you pick up a philosophy book, you’ll understand that happiness cannot exist without suffering to contrast it. Like if everyone and everything was good, then it’s not good or bad, it just is as it is😭 you don’t even have to read a philosophy book to know all this stuff you just observe the world bro😭

Well, you can argue that good behavior, harmony and all that makes us feel happy whether evil exists or not. Okay. How abt this: you party one day and you like it, great. You party for a week straight, you get tired. You party for a year, you are no longer partying, just living. Like too much of good is bad as they say😭

Patri, his villainous objective was more realistic and grounded and he succeeded too. His objective as he told Raia, Fana, and Vetto, was to use the humans to collect the magic stones to resurrect the rest of the elves and take revenge on the humans. That’s cool. That’s nice and relatively reasonable for a violent person because of what he witnessed. If zagred didn’t exist and it was in fact licht who did the reincarnation spell, then Patri’s plan was solid and he actually succeeded! Depending on the strategy and tide of the battle, the elves mightve even won the overall revenge part!

The elf arc ties in a lot of the unexplained plot points, even Asta’s grimoire and it’s significance and that’s that! They could’ve ended the main story there and do some expansion like Liebe and Asta’s origins and completely left out the Lucius thing out of the story and Black clover still would’ve been awesome.

Like the spade arc seems SO out of left field and short and Patri’s objectives just look better next to Lucius’s.

If spade kingdom was a much more bigger presence or at least a consistent motif throughout the elf arc, while also hinting at Julius’s dilemma and him knowing abt lucius instead of completely sealing him away, it would’ve made for a much more complex story sighhhh

#black clover fandom sure does love complaining it’s our love language atp #black clover #black clover manga #lucius zogratis #julius novachrono #black clover patri #black clover ​zagred #anshi talks bc

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

Hello! Can I get a matchup for Black clover and Percy jackson? Thank you!

My pronouns are he/they, I’m bisexual. My zodiac is Leo. My hair is currently blue/teal. I’m just a silly little guy tbh!!!

I like horror movies, listening to music, stuffed animals, baking and reading.

Hi Anon! Oh my gosh my first Black Clover request! Thank you for your request. Sorry it took so long. I hope you like your matchups!

In Black Clover, I match you with...

Asta loves that he can be silly with you. He's a naturally chaotic person but the type of Chaos changes based on who he's around.

If he's with Magna and Luck for instance, that chaos will become a lot more dangerous to everyone involved and anyone unfortunate enough to be nearby.

But with you, it's a more relaxed silliness. He likes cracking jokes and just goofing off when you're around.

Asta also loves watching horror movies with you. He strikes me as someone who likes horror movies but might wake up screaming in the middle of the night, only to immediately go back to sleep.

He likes your hair! He thinks it's a cool colour but will suggest different colours and ck.binations for you to try. Please don't feel like you have to do them though. He's got…interesting taste…

In Percy Jackson, I match you with...

Percy also loves your hair. His favourite person and his favourite colour? What more could he ask for?

He'll help you dye your hair when it needs redoing if you want help. He's surprisingly good at it too so feel free to accept his offer.

Loves your stuffed animals and is always on the hunt for new ones to add to the collection. He's started treating them like your adopted kids so don't be surprised if you walk in on him talking to them.

Please read to him! With his dyslexia, Percy finds it hard to really get into stories but that's not to say he doesn't like them. He'll happily lay next to you while you read to him.

Baking dates! He's decent in the kitchen and Sally's always either in the next room or a phone call away if you need advice. The sweet treats you get to share at the end are a nice bonus on top of the quality time.

#writing #fanfic #matchup #matchup request #request #black clover #asta #percy jackson

[bitegrip]

was not expecting the lowkey harem element of black clover but. okay

#i won't say i'm explicitly bothered by it #bc it doesn't feel like asta is #'collecting' them #the way it usually does #it does feel kinda natural #in the sense that he's a cool dude #so ppl being interested in him makes sense #and also that he's totally oblivious #but it is very weird that every female character in his age range #has a crush on him #and also mimosa's crush?? doesn't make sense to me??? #even tho it's the one i like the most #dynamic-wise lmfao #leo vs tabata

[mona-studios]

Can we hear a little more about the RO’s personalities please?

Yes, of course!

Leon: He's a pretty determined individual who focuses on his studies and has a friendly vibe around him. That said, he pretty much prefers to be the loner type and only has a couple of friends to hang out with. He likes taking walks while listening to music and cycling through forest trails. A personable and fun young man, someone who attracts all types of people to him. Considerate, but has somewhat of a temper if he sees an injustice.

Lila: She's a big sister figure to Leon and is wise as she is beautiful. However, she has a bit of a gambling problem and delights in seeing people lose all their possessions. Her personality may be twisted, but she genuinely cares for those close to her. in her own, special way. Just like the MC can be protective of Azrael, she is as equally as protective of Leon and if she feels like he's being threatened, she won't hesitate to turn cold on you.

She can potentially also be turned into a demon on her route.

David: He's a shy young man, with anxiety deep in his soul. He's scared and he rarely comes out of the mansion unless it's to meet up with Leon, but even then, he's dressed up so no one will recognize him. When he's back at home just painting, he feels much more at ease and relaxed, able to be his best self in his comfort zone. Is kinda goofy on his own, but that's okay as well.

Abel: Is calm and gentle, offering sweet words to those who need it. In their everyday life, they enjoy meeting new people and making new friends, although you wouldn't be able to tell with how quiet they are. To make up for it, they speak with their music, the sound of the piano conveying how they truly feel. Though be warned: when push comes to shove, they won't hesitate to become a little more violent than usual.

Michael: A strong hearted man with a strong sense of justice, he has been accused of being too emotional at times. That's only half truth, however, for most of the time, he keeps a cool and collected demeanor. It's only when the MC is involved that he starts to lose that cool and even then, he still manages to calm himself with logic. He used to have a teasing personality, but that has since disappeared after the fall of the MC.

Gabriel: Another angel who is calm and collected, although perhaps a lot more quieter than Michael. She keeps her head in books and has quite the passion for knowledge, working as a librarian in her free time. Her personality is gentle, but not nurturing, preferring to see people grow on their own without her help. However, if she can help people in need, that's something she will do, even if they are the Ruler of Hell.

Samael: He's someone who is neither composed nor calm, but has the decency of having patience. Still young, but officially an adult, he rushes a lot of things in hope that it'll make things better. It hardly ever does. Though he has a ring of innocence around him, he is very prone to falling and with a little push, it's very likely to happen. He's not honest with his feelings and is very much in denial. Maybe there's someone out there that could help him loosen up?

Mammon: He's a gentleman for sure, but greed is his game. Personable and friendly, but highly likely to betray people if it means it'll get him something he wants. And he wants a lot. However, he is not a demon without principles and is willing to bargain to get what he wants before betrayal. A con salesman if you've ever met one.

Asta: Professional and snarky, she aims to be nothing but the best maid you ever have. Somewhat emotionless when around you, she blooms when on her own and is cheerful and kind, though as a demon, she is also this way when violence is involved so take that with a grain of salt.

Orobas: Calculating and discreet, he holds his cards to his chest and lets events play out without any intervention. He sees all outcomes and bases his decisions on what he thinks is best, even if in the end, it may not be. His personality can be described as charming and wise, although not without a hint of obliviousness to it. His loyalty is also not to be questioned, for there is nothing he wouldn't do for you.

#all ros #ro asks #i've already talked about asta and orobas so i didn't do as much here #devil's dance #devil's dance if

[loosesodamarble]

💛💚💙 for Luck, Gauche, Magna please and thanks, I love those boys :)

Oh that's a lot of headcanons...

rolls up sleeves

But since you sent me the ask, I'm going to surpass my limits and complete them! Let's go!

..........

Luck Voltia

💛: Luck thinks it's cool when someone kicks open a door to enter a room. But... He's kicked through a door. He's kicked a door off its hinges. He's kicked doors that swing toward instead of away from him and sliding doors. To this very day, Luck has never successfully kicked open a door. Magna has a small notebook dedicated to tallying Luck's Ls.

💚: Has a collection of kazoos, harmonicas, and slide whistles. He doesn't really have a reason to be so fascinated with them but they're easy to carry, easy to play, and boy do they bother the other Black Bulls. They don't know he's been collecting them since childhood so it always shocks them how quickly he "replaces" one when broken.

💙: While it didn't directly affect him, seeing Asta with his broken arms and Kiato with his severed leg made Luck re-evaluate how intense he got in fights. Oh, he still loves a good, bloody brawl. But after the Seabed Temple incident, he might be less inclined to literally break someone in a fight. He had nightmares of being the one left incapacitated, unable to move or fight the way he's used to. What would he do with all his magic and energy if he couldn't let loose in a fight? He fears it would drive him mad. Thus, he holds back just a bit in fights to avoid inflicting any permanent damage on enemies.

..........

Gauche Adlai

💛: I'd bet money that the magic tool in Gauche's eye has permanently effected his vision and thus his depth perception is not in a great place. He won't be able to catch anything thrown at him. Regularly tries to grab things that are actually out of his reach. It also makes him very clumsy, tripping over obvious debris or bonking his head because he doesn't duck his head for low hanging objects in time.

💚: After warming up to the other Black Bulls, Gauche created a photo album dedicated to them. Still not as many pictures as his Marie photo gallery but he managed to fill out a few pages. It embarrasses him to death though. He will destroy it if someone else finds it. It would hurt him to see it go but that's just what he'd do on instinct.

💙: Gauche cannot stand disease or seeing someone get sick. When he and Marie were still living on the streets, she got terribly ill due to poor nutrition and being exposed to the elements. He didn't have money for medicine and it was hard for Gauche to find anything that wouldn't upset her stomach. Marie got better, of course, but it shook Gauche to his core. He hates seeing his loved ones so helpless and worries about them getting the proper care. He knows he doesn't have to worry now but after nearly losing the greatest treasure in his life to sickness, he can't not do it.

..........

Magna Swing

💛: Magna will never live down the incident where he forgot to take in his drying laundry for a whole week and by the time he remembered, a strong wind blew by and scattered all his clothes (and I mean all) to the wind. Thankfully everything was picked up by the other squad members on their way back to the base from errand running.

💚: The reason why Luck is always stealing Magna's pudding is because Magna makes it himself. He's a fairly good chef but his desserts are where it's at. Pudding happens to be his specialty. Good luck getting him to admit it though. He's proud of the skill but he doesn't want Charmy or Luck bugging him for pudding every time they're in the mood for it.

💙: Should Magna be glad that he didn't make it into the Royal Knights so he was at the base to help defend it from those possessed by elves? Or should he wish that he made it into the Royal Knights so he could've been there when the elves first attacked? It's a big "what if" that Magna finds himself returning to at times. The elves were an overwhelming force but he still wishes he could've been there in the moment to possibly hold them off. Maybe if he had been among the Royal Knights, he could've talked to Luck and helped him regain control of his body earlier on. He could've died or he could've helped. The possibilities of what could've been keep him up some nights.

#questions from the ask box #black clover #black clover headcanons #luck voltia #gauche adlai #magna swing #i like Gauche's headcanons since they drag out his feelings of love and care for others besides Marie #Luck once fell asleep with a kazoo in his mouth and his snoring got a million times worse #Magna's embarrassing incident is the universe paying him back for recording all of Luck's Ls

[flappingdragon200]

Silva Bonding: "To The Silva Estate "

{Summary}

The Black Bulls Try to talk Noelle out of visiting House Silva. But nothing they say can prevent her from going.

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Noelle woke up by a cool breeze tickling her skin. As she was opening her eyes the sun was flowing through the window as the window was open letting the curtains flow in the wind from outside, to inside, freely. She through her blankets off of her and got dressed, getting ready for what she was doing today. Something she never thought that in a million years that she'd be doing what should have been done a long time ago.

{Meanwhile With The Other Black Bulls}

The Black Bulls were doing their normal things when they wake up in the morning.

Asta doing is normal work out routine and yelling a lot. To be honest it was really obnoxious.

Vanessa was drinking her sleep away.

While Luck and Magna are going at each other like 2 hyenas going after the same prey.

Gauche was looking at a picture of his little sister and while doing so, his nose was bleeding.

Zora was no where to be found. (probably off collecting more rainbow sink bugs to toy with people)

Charmy was stuffing her face with her treats as usual.

and Yami..? Yami was on the toilet "Surpassing His Limits"...... Somehow......

{Back With Noelle}

As Noelle got dressed and got ready for the day, she heard a loud bang and shouting.

"Will you quite down I'm trying to read the news paper!" It was the captain, yet again breaking the wall down stairs, probably leaving another hole in the wall.

Noelle could feel his dark and disturbing aura from up in her own room. Chills were sent down her spine as she thought of the look she would give them when they were misbehaving.

Then she thought of how her big brother would look at her.

She shook her head and focused.

When Noelle grabbed her grimoire and placed it on her hip she went out her room door and walked to go down stairs. Noelle felt felt the tension set in her stomach as she got closer to the stairs, and to the other Black Bulls. What would they think?

What if they don't agree with my idea? I mean... My siblings are harsh and all... But everyone deserves a second chance... Am I wrong..?

Noelle continued to think about how her siblings treated her and how the Black Bulls treated her like real family helping her grow and train her power, while her siblings did nothing of the sorts.

As Noelle kept thinking of her past and present she arrived at the stairs in just a matter of time.

Oh... Time sure does flies don't it..?

Noelle swallowed down her fear and walked down the steps in her usual manner. Noelle's footsteps could be heard from the steps and everyone looked in her direction. She sweat dropped as the room became quiet.

She paused at the bottom step and looked at everyone.

Luck, Magna, Charmy, Gauche, Grey, Asta, Vanessa, and Yami.

"Oh hey there Noelle! I thought you were going to hibernate for how long you were sleeping!" Asta stopped his push ups and stood up to greet Noelle.

"Asta, I'm no animal. Who do you think I am?" Noelle said as she looked up and looked down on Asta while she flipped her ponytail and Asta flinched and backed up.

"Hey Noelle! Wanna spar? It'll be fun! Haha!" Luck came over to Noelle as his lightning began to form again throwing air punches to her way.

"I'll pass... I'm not in the mood to fight. Yet alone with you." Noelle replied turning Luck down.

"Hey Noelle! What brings you down here?" Magna came u[p from behind Luck with his hand on his hips with a smile on his face.

"Well... I came down here to talk to you all about something." Noelle sighed as she sat down.

"About what?" Yami that was reading the news paper put the paper down and it a new cigarette as he looked at Noelle cautiously.

"Well... It's about my siblings..." Noelle responded while her hands on her knees as she sat back in her seat with a recognizable expression of sadness, and worrisome.

The air in the room was suffocating and silent as far as you could tell. You could practically hear a pin drop on the upstairs floor. Everyone was now dead silent, no one dared speak a word. Noelle could feel her breathing hitch as she felt 8 pairs of eyes on her. A deadly pressure was cast down on her, it was hard for her to breathe. Her body was shaking as she remembered her siblings ways of treating her. Tears started to brim the edges of her eyes. Then it all stopped.

"What ever it is. I'm not letting you do it." The captain spoke sitting up, then continuing. "But I'm glad to listen to your idea."

Noelle looked up at her captain as she was relieved from the pressure that was being held onto her life form.

Noelle smiled, "A-Alright..." She shivered from her captains gaze before continuing, "Well you know about my past with them, you all know." Noelle took a deep breath before letting it out, "I wanted to level things out with them so I don't have to worry about any future situations that would turn into awkward situations and so we can fix what damage was done in the past. Especially my brother... He's a bit... I hope we can get along. Who knows? Maybe we could act like normal siblings do. But that reminds me of when he did something weird..." Noelle sweat dropped as Yami laughed harder than ever.

"Wait-! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAT DID HE DO?! I WANT TO KNOW TELL ME! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Yami was about to fall to the floor when he bent over to put his hands on his knees to keep him balance.

Noelle paused and looked back at her captain.

Does he think I'm talking about Nozel?

"Well when ever Meroleona came over to the estate when I was 14, she caused a weird scene, and Solid flipped out and ran screaming, but Meroleona caught him with her fire paw and he screamed for Big Brother Nozel but he just walked away." She finished with a laugh.

Yami stopped laughing after Noelle said Solid.

"Oh. That's not who I thought it was..." Captain Yami stood up to his feet, "Anyways. I'm not letting you go." He said sternly.

"Yeah. Who knows what will happen. You could get hurt." Asta said with a serious face.

"Yes I know that but-" Noelle was cut off.

"Asta is right Noelle. We can't afford a member getting hurt. Especially you. You buff up out defenses. We need you Noelle." Vanessa said as she sat up, talking serious.

"I-I'll have someone go with me!" Noelle said as she stood up to meet Vanessa's gaze with  a determined look.

As Noelle said that the same suffocating pressure returned as everyone went silent.

"No." Yami said as he walked up to her.

"Vanessa said what's true. Your not going even if you have a supervised vision with you. We can't send you to the infirmary if anything happens." Yami's voice was dark and strict.

"Fine! Then I'm going on my own and you can't stop me!" Noelle shouted and ran past Yami and the others and ran out the door.

"NOELLE! GET BACK HERE! I NEVER SAID YOU COULD GO!" Yami said as he ran to the door and watched her storm off.

"Damn it..." Yami returned to his seat and sat down.

"Captain Yami? Shouldn't we go after her?" Asta asked.

"No. Let her be. She'll learn from her mistake. She'll come back realizing we were right." Yami said as he picked up the news paper again and started to read.

Or at least that's what he thought...

Chapter 1 end...

This is for you! 💖❤💖

@thespiralgrimoire

#noelle silva #The black bulls #yami sukehiro #fuegoleon vermillion #Noelle #Fuegoleon #Nozel Silva #Nozel #Asta #black clover #black clover asta #Black clover noelle #zora ideale #black clover AU #Solid Silva #Solid #nebra silva #silva siblings #black clover fanfiction #posting part 2 tomorrow...

[ill-skillsgard]

Blue and Yellow - Part 8 - Axel Cluney

Warning: 18+ sex/mature themes/strong language/medical themes/mentions of blood+injuries/hospitals/violence/drug and alcohol use **In this part: drug and alcohol use, violence, mentions of blood, violence/assault, mentions of alcoholism, smut**

Description: Saberrah Asta, Featherfall General’s newest nurse, finds herself entangled in the complicated life of an underground boxer with a slew of problems she can’t fix. Will Axel’s love knock out the voices telling her to run, or will their explosive romance fizzle as fast as it flourished?

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In the ruddy glow of the UV lights, eyes stuck on a woman twirling around a powdered pole. She started the show wearing a yellow underbust corset, a ruffled skirt and a matching bikini top. The music came on, and the corset flew off with it as she sidled up to the chrome pole and arched her back until her crown touched the floor. Sabi watched the sweat drip from a man's forehead onto the edge of the stage. The dancer rolled over the droplet, absorbing the perspiration, and continued bending her body into impressive shapes.

Not all eyes focused on the yellow-clad exotic dancer commanding the stage with her long legs, nine-inch stiletto boots and stiff, blond wig. Some eyes were on the girls swapping empty cups for full ones, some on the women grinding on laps, and one set scanned the floor for lost money. One of the first things Sabi noticed about the strip club—other than its low, dark, and claustrophobic ceiling and walls—was that the carpeting around the stage littered with dollar coins. They glinted under the disco lights and beckoned her pick them up. She'd asked Axel why there were so many toonies on the floor, and he told her it was because people weren't allowed to tip with coins, and since the lowest notes were shiny fivers, the dancers often came away with a day's worth of money in two songs' time if their patrons were generous.

Sabi collected the coins, stored them in the pockets of her scrubs and until she swapped them for gin and tonics.

Arty sat on the other side of a horseshoe-shaped table, gawking up at the dancers like a boy witnessing his first Christmas tree. Only between songs did he shut his mouth and make his way over to his cousin to ask, "did you see that? Did you see her? I think she likes me. Think I should buy a dance from her?"

Axel spread out his hand and waited for Sabi to take hold. When she did, Axel pulled her from her seat and asked for a cigarette since his pack had run out on the trip to Nikki's. They went outside and stood under a neon sign of a buxom woman riding a sausage in cowboy boots. The sign flashed, and the large-breasted rider's hat came off. Axel lit his cigarette first and swapped it with Sabi's dry one.

Sabi looked around the lot, then back at Axel, who leaned against the brick wall, blowing smoke rings into the night air under the deep red glow. The weed had worn off during the ride up and left a residual sleepiness Sabi continued to chase off by flexing her toes and noticing how plain she looked, still dressed in her hospital scrubs.

"So, why do you guys call it Sticky Nikki's?" Sabi asked.

Axel's mouth tilted to one side, smiling as he exhaled. "Most people say it's because the dancers here don't shower, but it's really because of the bathrooms."

Sabi's full bladder clenched. "What about them?"

"Every surface of the bathrooms besides the toilet seats are covered with oil."

She contorted her top lip in disgust. "Um, why?"

"So people don't do coke in there."

"I don't understand."

"You can't bust lines on a greasy surface. The coke will stick and clump up. They've been raided before, so I guess they took that route. Now people just do coke in the VIP booths or in their cars."

"Wow, that's very... Innovative?"

A yellow Firebird chugged into a parking space across the lot, headlights closing before the engine cut. The vehicle caught Axel's attention, and he threw his half-smoked cigarette on the ground to stamp it out.

"Come on. Let's get back inside—"

"AXEL?"

"Oh, fuck."

"Axel! Hellooo!"

The driver stepped out of the Firebird onto the asphalt in strappy silver heels coiling up her naked shins and thighs. Her matching dress ended at her hips, revealing a small triangle of silver between her legs as she walked and urged the dress down. The unforgiving material slid back up as she trotted toward Axel and Sabi, bangles, necklace and dangling earrings jingling as she went. The woman wore a bright pink, faux fur bolero around her shoulders with her silvery hair piled high on her head. Sabi noticed large, pierced nipples straining through the Mylar dish towel of a dress and an illegible tattoo seated between her breasts.

"Oh, Bluebear! C'mere handsome! Give me a hug right now!" The thin, knobby woman threw her torso at Axel, knocking him into the brick wall. He returned a brief hug and dropped his arms, but the woman clung to him and kissed his cheek. She clutched his face and peppered his jawline with kisses. "Oh my God, I can't believe you're here! Did you come just to see me?"

Axel chuckled nervously and pushed her off with two hands on her fur-lined shoulders. The woman ignored Sabi and continued trying to land kisses on Axel's face and hands.

"Marley, calm down, Jesus," Axel said.

"I'm sorry, I just can't believe you're here. I've been thinking about you. You never call?"

"Busy. Always busy."

"Apparently not too busy to be here."

Axel nodded to his left, where Sabi stood, stunned. "You can thank her and Arty for dragging me out."

Marley gave Sabi a quick glance, then turned her attention on Axel with a broad smile full of crooked teeth. "Are you gonna watch me dance tonight?"

"No, Marley. That's weird."

"Oh, come on, Bluey! We're not related anymore since Greg and Juney divorced," she giggled. "I'm fair game."

Sabi fluttered her lashes and scoffed. "Excuse me, Marley, is it?"

"Yeah?"

"Take your fucking hands off my boyfriend."

Marley stepped back, one heel wobbling on a loose stone. Axel pressed himself flat to the wall. The vicious edge of Sabi's voice cut through the din of music filtering from the inside, leaving the three of them in strained silence. Sabi took one last puff of her cigarette and flicked it at the dancer's feet. Her last few drinks curdled her blood and pumped her chest full of adrenaline.

"Damn, you're a feisty one," said Marley with a scoff. "Axe, are you just gonna let her talk to me like that?"

Axel nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, I am. You should go inside, Marley... Before you catch hands."

"And a cold," Sabi spat, ridiculing the woman's outfit with a furrowed brow and blazing eyes.

"Wow, that's fucking rude. Can't believe you, Blue."

The front door swung open, and Arty came stumbling out with another couple of friends who'd driven up to the strip club with them. In his drunken haze, Arty missed the tension and gasped at Marley.

"Mar-Mar!" He approached her with his thick arms akimbo. Marley ducked away from the large man's embrace. "What's the matter?"

"Blue's girlfriend is the matter."

Sabi clenched her fists as the cousins murmured in surround sound. Axel caught Sabi's arm and tugged her back into the club as she twisted her neck, eyes sweltering on the blond woman. Once inside and clear of the entrance, Axel spun her to face him.

"Easy, Saberrah. Easy. Deep breath."

Instead of inhaling, Sabi launched herself at his chest, poking his sternum with a stiff finger. "I'll gouge that bitch's eyes out, Axel. I promise you!"

"No, no, no," he shook his head. "Don't. I know you're pissed, but you can't let her get to you. That's just Marley for ya. She's a dumbass."

"She's gonna be a dead dumbass!"

Axel smothered Sabi in his arms, brushed his fingers through her hair and shushed her until she stopped struggling. "Don't fucking start a fight at Sticky Nikki's, babe. You don't want to be that person."

The multi-coloured lights shifted along the walls and floor, illuminating the couple as Axel held Sabi's head in place between his hands. He ducked to kiss her in hopes some affection might disperse her anger, but it only fanned the flame.

"Who the fuck does she think she is walking up and practically making out with you? Like what the fuck is that, Axel? Have you fucked her before? Why did she do that?"

"What the fuck, Sabi? Of course, I haven't fucked my fucking cousin."

"She sure acts like there's a fucking chance!"

The bouncer at the door caught wind of the heated exchange unfolding between the bar and the tables. He snapped his thick fingers at Axel.

"Take it outside, man!"

Axel nodded, gave a courteous wave to the bouncer, and guided Sabi to a darker corner. "Babe, come on. It's done."

"No, this was a mistake. I shouldn't have let you get me drunk. We're broken up. I shouldn't even be here with you. Look what I'm wearing, Axel. This is fucking ridiculous."

Desperate terror broke Axel's composure, and he gathered her in his arms, clamping her shoulders. "Don't fucking say that. We're not broken up. Please, Sabi, don't do this to me again. I thought we were cool?"

"No, we're not fucking cool! You're a goddamn liar, and your stupid family are a bunch of fucking lunatics!"

"I know they are, I know, but please, God, just don't fucking do this, Sab. We're together. I'm here. I won't ever lie to you again, I swear on my mother's life. Can we please just forget about this and go home? Let's go home, babe."

"Why are you like this?" Sabi moaned. Her head spun, senses awash in cheap beer and liquor, anxiety mounting. She begrudged her furious outburst, but it wouldn't subside no matter how loud her inner reason screamed out to stop. "Why did I ever get involved with you?"

"Sabi, Sabi, please," Axel's tone flattened into a serious line. Sobered and despairing, Axel bent at the knees to meet her eyes, hands squeezing her arms. "Baby, I love you. I love you. Don't talk like that. Jesus, I've never loved anyone in my fucking life the way I love you. I'm sorry I'm not perfect, but please, don't do this to me again. You're just drunk, babe. Come on, we'll go home and sleep it off."

A bubble burst in Sabi's throat, and she whimpered. Close to tears, she buried her face in his chest and threw her arms around him. Axel melted into the embrace. He squeezed his eyes shut and hugged her in the UV light, white tank top glowing pale blue.

Sabi mumbled incoherently until Axel pulled away and asked what she said. She sniffled and wiped her nose, muttering, "I love you, too. I love you so much, and I hate it."

The bouncer kept eyes on the arguing couple until yelling from outside the club took priority. As the stage lights dimmed and the flaring shower of red and blue sprayed the stage, Axel took Sabi's hand and led her to a row of curtained booths. He pushed her through a heavy flap into a cubicle with a C-shaped couch and a small television on a shelf displaying a feed of the stage. To the right, on a small ledge, was an empty cup containing a few torn condom wrappers. Potlights behind the red leather sofa soaked the space and reflected off the mirrors on the ceiling and floor. Sabi chuffed as Axel pulled her close and kissed her.

"This place is disgusting, Axel."

"I fucking told you! But you wanted to come. We could have gone home and cuddled and went to bed, but you wanted to go out."

"I haven't partied in a long time. Thought it would be nice to do something fun."

"Strip clubs aren't my idea of fun," Axel said.

"What? You don't like tits in your face? Looks like the last ones in here had a great time," Sabi indicated the square foil packets in the plastic cup.

Axel sat on the lumpy cushions and pulled Sabi onto his lap. "The only tits I want in my face are yours."

"But mine aren't huge like theirs."

"You mean they're not pumped full of silicone? Oh, no," Axel rolled his eyes.

"Did you mean that?" Sabi sniffled. "Do you really love me?"

Axel stared up at her with his arms around her waist, eyes blasted open and shining as his bottom lip wobbled. "Sab... I've never loved anyone. Up until we met, I didn't think it was possible. I thought maybe I was fucked up and emotionally damaged. Maybe I saw my parents hate each other so hard, it ruined any chance of me wanting a relationship. And I'm sorry my family is so fucked up. I'm trying hard not to be like them. I've always wanted to do better, and then I met you, and everything changed. I love you."

Thunder rolled through Sabi's skull. The alcohol fuzz and adrenaline receded, exposing an agitated sore through the air of Axel's confession. She pulled his face to hers and kissed him. Axel returned the motion with a tilt of his head and two roaming hands. He hoped he was in the clear, that Sabi wouldn't turn around and chastise him or claim they weren't together. The unburdening of truth left his chest empty but warm. Axel had practiced his speech in several forms, never once thinking he'd deliver it to Sabi in the VIP booth of a strip club after she threatened to kill one of his cousins.

"Please, Axe, please... Don't lie to me ever again. I want you to tell me the truth about everything. You can't sit here and tell me you love me if you intend to lie again."

"I won't lie. I swear. You're everything to me, babe. Just stay with me. Don't say we're not together... I can't stand the sound of that."

"We are together," Sabi said, pressing her forehead to his. "We're together."

"Thank you," he whispered against her lips.

They stayed in the booth, kissing and holding each other while Aerosmith, Motley Crue and Whitesnake played over the PA system. Sequestered from their group, the couple talked shit about Axel's cousins and poked fun at themselves for indulging the white trash rhapsody they so often condemned. Sabi fought off her sleepiness by teasing Axel until he couldn't stand her grinding and whispers. Still, her intoxication erased all bashfulness, and she climbed off his lap to dance for him when Cherry Pie by Warrant blasted over the sound system.

"Oh, nurse, are you gonna make me feel better?" Axel asked.

"My routine is all method. Nurse by day, slut by night," Sabi giggled.

"I like that. You should get up on that stage and shake that sweet booty. Show those girls what it's all about."

Sabi whirled around, cheeks prickling red. "No way. I'm not dancing in front of those gross old dudes and your cousins."

Axel chuckled until he sighed. "Speaking of my stupid-ass cousins... We should probably find them. I'm about ready to split from this festering anal scab. What do you think?"

"It would be nice to get out of these scrubs. I feel like a total nerd."

"You wear it well, babe. Real well."

The two left the booth, skirted the tables and found Arty engaged in conversation with Jack, another one of their cousins, at the opposite corner of the club. For once, Arty wasn't gawping at the dancers but motoring through an explanation until he caught sight of Axel and Sabi. He slammed his fist on the table, startling Jack and sloshing beer over the plastic cups.

"There you fucking are! Christ, I was looking all over for you! Thought you left until I saw the Monte still in the lot. Where the fuck have you been?"

"We were just talking."

"Marley's pissed. Said she's gonna have the guys throw you both out."

Axel jeered. "Yeah, whatever. Marley's a fucking cunt, and we're about ready to take off anyway."

"Hey, I got a little something, Axe. Wanna pitch on this gram?"

Sabi cocked her head until Arty flashed a small vial he'd been holding in his meaty palm. She looked to Axel, then back at Arty, who pumped his eyebrows. Jack, their younger, skinnier and quieter cousin, hid a grin behind a crudely tattooed fist. It clicked then that the two had already partaken, and the full effects motored through their mouths and tapping feet.

"Man, fuck that shit," Axel said.

Sabi's heart raced. She'd never seen cocaine before, and the thought of Axel snorting drugs filled her with an itchy sensation that wasn't as worrisome as she thought. Memories of overdose patients riddled her brain, drowned only by the glamour and taboo of the powder in Arty's hand. She pinched the inside of her cheek between her teeth and looked up at Axel, squeezing his hand.

"What? You wanna do some?" He asked in a lowered voice.

"I don't know," Sabi shrugged. "I've never tried it before."

"It's really not that great."

"Well..."

"Come on, Blue."

Axel let out a hiss of air. "You only want me to so I'll pitch on it."

"Nah, you don't have to. My treat," said Arty. "You don't owe me for the 'dro either. You guys said you wanted to party, so let's fucking party."

Inside the Monte Carlo, Arty and Jack took the backseats, and Sabi sat upfront while Axel dipped his house key into the vial. Arty and Jack had already tipped a pinch onto the backs of their hands and shot it up their nostrils with ease, roiling their noses around and sniffling as the substance absorbed. The key came out with a small white peak and soon disappeared up Axel's right nostril. He sat back, eyes wide as he sniffled and cleared his throat, blinking wildly until he smiled and looked back at his cousins.

"Jesus."

"Right? It's good blow. None of that fenny bullshit. Don't worry, we already tested it."

Jack tapped the fanny pack around his waist. "Naloxone, just in case. Playin' it smart after Tracy."

Arty sighed, "rest in peace."

Sabi's palms and feet moistened as Axel dipped the key in the vial again and came up with a much smaller amount of powder. He twisted in the seat and handed the vial to Arty. "Ready?"

"Um... I don't really know what to do," said Sabi.

"Here," Axel pressed her left nostril shut with the tip of his middle finger. "When I say so, inhale like you're trying to hawk a loogie."

Sabi made a look of disgust until Axel brought the edge of the key to her nose.

"Okay, go."

Powder shot into her nasal cavity, coating the walls and setting off her salivary glands. After a few seconds, she felt her nose dripping and sucked the fluid back until her throat went numb. She hauled the mucus into her mouth and swallowed, then ran her tongue over her teeth and gums, feeling nothing.

"Did I do it right?" She asked as her eyelids drew back, and the lethargy gave way to an intense rush of energy.

Axel and his cousins tittered. "Yeah, babe. You did it right."

"Am I supposed to feel like my head is numb?"

"Yes, ma'am," said Jack. "Funny feeling at first, but you'll get used to that. It goes away pretty soon."

Axel shook his head. "Nah, there's nothing to get used to. This is a one-time thing. Just for shits and giggles, okay?"

"Okay," said Sabi as Axel grabbed her hand and squeezed.

In minutes, Sabi's top row of teeth pressed down. Her heart thumped in her chest like a spastic drum, and a sudden urge to kiss Axel overcame her. She leaned forward and crushed her mouth to his, only pulling back when a worried grunt left Arty's throat.

Ahead of the car, a muscular man wearing a braided mohawk stomped out of the club with Marley in tow. The blond pointed directly at the Monte Carlo as another pair of men followed out the door. The one with the mohawk clenched his fists and stomped toward the car, snarling viciously. He rose the hammer of his fist and brought it down in the hood of Axel's prized ride.

"I don't fucking think so," Axel said. "Arty, Jack!"

Arty opened the door and was halfway on the pavement when Axel shot out.

"Yo, what the fuck, man?" Axel yelled.

"You piece of shit! Get the fuck out of here, you pussy bitch!" Marley screeched. "And take your ugly slob of a girlfriend with you!"

Sabi choked on her battering pulse as Axel widened his stance, opening his arms in invitation. Axel chuckled at his assailant, which only toughened the menace on his face.

Axel taunted him. "Come on, cocksucker. I dare you to take your shot. I'll give you one good one, then I'll fuck your shit up so bad your crackhead mom won't recognize you,"

"Get him, Brian!"

"You're making a big fucking mistake. That's the Cobra, ya fuckin' idiot. He's a pro boxer! Like, you're gonna die, dude!" Arty laughed.

"Fuck off, Arty!" Marley stepped up to her cousin but met a wall.

"Why don't you go back inside and suck some meth-head cock for rent? Ya fuckin' slut."

The people gathering around reminded Sabi of Axel's illegal basement fight. Their taunting and jeers sounded just like the rousing of the crowd. Axel bounced on his toes, beckoning the guy with a cocky smirk plastered on his face. "Come on. Hit me, pussy. I want you to!"

Arty wrestled with Marley until the man took a swing at Axel's face. The boxer dodged the punch and reciprocated as fast as a jolt of lightning, throwing a hook that sent him stumbling backward. A stream of blood burst from his nose. With his fists up, Axel cackled and shifted back and forth, throwing jabs to the air.

"Aw, fuck yeah! Come on, pussy! Let's see if you can land one on me!" He stood still and tapped his cheek. "Right here, motherfucker."

"Fuck him up, Blue!"

Sabi had enough. Her limbs tingled while she got out of the car and took a running start at Marley, who was yelling for her protector to hit Axel. She wound her arm, closed her eyes and thrust forth in a blind fury. When she opened her eyes, Marley had toppled onto her ass, screaming and clutching her face. Her accomplices froze, and the lot went quiet for a breath. Then the doors flew open, and 3 security guards ran out. Sabi scrambled back into the car, chugging air and shaking. She stared at her quaking hands and saw blood on her knuckles. By the time the security made it to the vehicle, Axel had jumped in and locked the doors.

"Holy shit, babe. Holy shit!"

The bouncer who had yelled at them earlier to take their arguing elsewhere banged on Axel's window.

"Out of the car, motherfucker!"

Axel threw up his hands in a shrug. "No can do, muchacho!"

He turned on the engine, throwing light over the group. One guard smacked the hood while the others gathered around Marley to help her stand.

"Oh, Jesus, Axe. What if I broke her nose?"

"I hope you did. Now, let's get the fuck outta here."

Axel revved the engine, threatening to pull forward despite the human barricade in front of the car. He laid on the horn, deafening the yelling into inaudible chaos, then revved again. Pulling forth an inch, the guards and screaming members of the Cluney family dispersed, and once the way was clear, Axel peeled out of the parking lot and sped onto the road toward the city.

 The couple hollered and laughed, speeding down the country line. On the crest of a hill, Axel spotted flashing lights in the distance. He slowed the car and held his breath while Sabi squeezed his thigh. He pulled to the shoulder and waited for the police cruiser to pass. Axel watched in the rearview, then twisted around until the lights disappeared. They both let out heavy sighs of relief.

"Christ Almighty... That was fucking insane."

Sabi held up her quivering hands. "I... I can't believe I did that. Axel, I punched your cousin in the face!"

"You punched through her face. Through it. Fuck! I've never seen a girl rock someone that goddamn hard in my life. It was like... All slow motion for a second. Everyone just stopped."

"Oh my God... Am I gonna go to jail?"

Axel tossed his head back with laughter, clapping Sabi's thigh. "No, babe. You're not going to jail."

"What about your cousins? What if they tell the cops I assaulted her?"

"They got no proof. Well, except the epic shiner Marley's gonna have. But it's Sticky's. Nobody cares if some stripper gets popped in the mug. Happens all the time. It's par for the course, baby. Don't worry."

"Fuck, I think I get why you fight now. I feel so gangster."

"That was so hot, Sab. Not gonna lie. I'm totally switched on."

"Me too."

"I'm not kidding. Look," Axel nodded at his erection pressing against his jeans.

The Monte Carlo slowed over a rocky strip, chucking pebbles and dirt into the stream of the headlights. Axel eased the machine to a stop beside a line of pine trees, hidden from the road going South but exposed to the North. He didn't care. Not when Sabi had her hand buried in his pants, toying with his cock. A moment after he cut the engine, Axel whipped off his seatbelt and chased Sabi to the backseat where the stick shift didn't obscure their reach for each other. Once comfortably splayed on the seat, she tore open his jeans while he lifted his hips. His chucks were another roadblock easily vanquished in their haste to undress. Axel kept his tank top on, lifted Sabi's over her breasts, and pulled down her bra to suck her nipples into his mouth.

"Axe, don't come inside me."

"I won't, baby."

He slipped inside of her, senses heightened by the drugs and adrenaline still raging through his veins. The sensation of her wetness wringing true around his length made him shiver and burn.

"Fucking you without a condom is so much better. Christ, I don't believe what I've been missing."

Axel propped her on his groin, one foot behind either seat as he sank low enough to thrust without bumping her head on the roof of the car. A moan burst from his mouth. He rested his palms on her hips and let his eyes roll from the pleasure of the slick sounds, the wetness coating his length, her dew clinging to his pubic hair.

"Love it when you ride me. God, you have no idea how good that feels, baby."

Despite his claims, Axel lifted Sabi and placed her on her back so he could deliver several harsh thrusts. The cocaine seated his teeth together, imbued him with enough stamina to rock until the car joined in with the momentum. Desensitized, Axel continued the motion, hovering inches above her, pressing kisses to her lips and cheeks.

"Do you love me?"

Sabi stared at the man above her, plunging into her, squeezing her breasts and burying his face between them. Some gelled pieces of his hair fell out of place until she smoothed her palm over his crown.

"Yes... I love you, Axel."

"You sure?" He grunted.

"I'm positive."

"Even though I'm trash? Even though you're better than me?"

"I'm not better than you. What are you saying?"

"Yes, you are. You're perfect. I never wanna lose you. Please, don't say you love me unless you really mean it. Unless you can't live without me."

"I don't want to be without you."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

"Promise you'll love me no matter what."

Sabi giggled as though Axel made a joke. He stopped thrusting, laid his head on her chest and took a deep breath of her sweat and perfume. "I'm for real, Sabberah. Don't leave me again."

"I won't," she said in a small voice. "I love you, Axe. Why do you think I'm here?"

"'Cause, we're drunk and on drugs. I'm afraid you'll wake up sober tomorrow and realize you made a mistake."

Sabi propped her upper body on her elbows and clicked her tongue. "Don't give me a reason to feel like I made a mistake then."

"I won't. I won't, baby, I promise."

"Okay. Good. Now shut up and fuck me hard, you bad, bad man."

~*~

The sky was a gradient of royal blue and violet, crisping along the edge of the horizon when the couple untangled and drove into town. Rundown and exhausted from the night's events, they agreed on a local eatery called Ronnie's Poutine Palace for a needed meal. They wandered into the tiny restaurant and avoided the old man staring at them from the corner behind a newspaper. Sabi felt the grease clinging to her scalp, the sleep pulling her eyes, and the vapour from the grills only made it worse.

The restaurant seemed built into a wide hallway with only a few tables and a flaking mural of a chef caricature holding a dripping plate of fries and gravy. Underneath the cartoon chef, the wall advertised forty different kinds of poutine ranging from classic to mixtures that made Sabi's stomach gurgle unpleasantly. They served all-day breakfast and homemade Pogos and pastries. That morning, the pastry case was bereft of any of the advertised eclairs and cupcakes.

A young, gap-toothed girl came to take their order. Axel requested two coffees, a breakfast poutine and then turned to Sabi with shaded eyes. "What do you want, babe?"

"I'll have the French toast," Sabi said.

"Would you like any powdered sugar or strawberries? They're fresh. Just picked them from Cate's Farm yesterday."

Sabi nodded. "Sold. Uh, hold the sugar, though. Just berries. And maple syrup, please, if you have it."

"Of course."

Axel pulled out a twenty-dollar bill and instructed the girl to keep the change, then added a few dollars to the tip jar. Sabi rooted around in her pockets and found a sticky toonie to add.

"That's nice of you," Sabi commented.

"This place has cured some major hangovers in my day. I owe them my life."

The girl at the counter nodded. "We're open twenty-four hours and deliver all night. This city runs on our poutine."

Axel smiled, wheeling Sabi to a table near the front window.

They dug into their food when it arrived, Axel hacking the fried egg in half, so the yolk spilled over a pile of the greasiest fries Sabi had ever seen. She grimaced as he poked half a breakfast link in his mouth.

"Why not just have breakfast? Why taint perfectly good poutine?" Sabi asked.

"Because you don't just go to Ronnie's and not get poutine. Look at the size of this thing, and for eight bucks? Come on. You can't beat that."

Sabi prodded a heart-shaped strawberry with the tines of her fork and swirled it in a ramekin of syrup before eating it. Axel pointed at the stack of fried bread.

"Now that's gross. I don't know how you can stomach sugar right now. I'd barf."

"French toast is the tits. Don't hate."

"Yeah, but strawberries in syrup? You're weird, kid."

"You're weird. That yolk is all mixed in with the gravy. And the cheese. It's like slime."

Axel made a purposeful slurping sound, grating her nerves. She scrunched her nose and turned away to chew a mouthful of toast without the imagery.

They sipped coffee and ate as much as their stomachs could handle. Sabi blew her nose into a napkin and paled at the white snot. She sniffed the dried, flaky remnants of coke clinging to her nose hairs and smothered a sneeze with the back of her hand. "God, I feel like ass."

"Well, you look great."

Sabi looked down at her wrinkled work uniform. "I've been wearing the same outfit for a full twenty-four hours. How can you even say that?"

"'Cause I love ya."

"Stop," she angled her face.

"What? I don't care what you're wearing, and neither does anyone else. You look cute. Little rough, but we had a long night, didn't we Muhammed Ali?"

"Don't remind me."

Axel put down his fork and wiped his face with a napkin. "Hey, listen. Speaking of that... I wanted to talk to you about... The boxing."

"I'm not becoming a professional boxer, Axel. I already told you."

"No, not that. I mean, I wanna talk about my situation."

"Oh," Sabi chirped.

Axel took in a monumental breath, laid his hands flat on the table and gazed into her eyes until he was sure he had her attention. "I want to be honest with you and say I have no intention of stopping right now. I have a few more fights—"

"Wait, Axel, before you say anything, I have something to tell you as well. That night when I broke up with you for lying to me... I was at the fight. I watched you beat that guy."

"What? You're serious?"

"Yeah. I went out to the corner store for snacks and passed the gym you said you work at, but it was closed. I thought maybe you lied and had gone somewhere else. Maybe to another girl's place or something."

"Sabi, no."

"That's just what I thought. I know you wouldn't cheat on me. Anyway, I went around back, and some guy asked if I wanted to come in for the fight. It all just clicked in at that point. So, I went down there."

"Christ," Axel pinched between his eyebrows. "I don't want you around those maniacs."

Sabi pulled her phone from her pocket and scrolled through a few pictures until she found the flyer she'd found on the street with Axel's face on it. She held up the screen for him to see.

"What about this? This looks legitimate. You said you don't fight professionally anymore, but why not? You could be something if you tried."

Axel shook his head. "That was a while back."

"So, what? You can do what you love, Axel. Nothing's stopping you."

"Plenty is stopping me, Sab."

"Like what?"

"Like money."

"What do you mean?"

Axel pointed at her phone, grimacing. "See, that fight earned me three-hundred bucks. Do you know how much that fight at Vince's got me?"

"No."

"Three thousand."

"Oh."

"Yeah, and that was on the lower end of the scale. Three thousand for three minutes in the ring."

"But what good is that money if you get busted?"

Axel snickered and stuck out his hand for her to take. "Babe... There's a lot about Featherfall you don't know yet. We don't get busted. Half those bets were cops, lawyers, and shit. Bikers."

"Doctors?" Asked Sabi.

"That's another thing,” Axel said. “Farber... You obviously know him from work."

"I do."

"I don't want you tangled in that life, and Farber won't want one of his subordinates knowing his business."

"Little too late for that," Sabi muttered.

"I'm serious, Sab. Some of those guys are real dangerous."

Sabi leered. "Rufus Farber?"

"Maybe not him on his own, but you don't know the types he runs with."

"Well, I know you, don't I? Are you one of the dangerous types?"

"I'm the type that has debts to pay and doesn't want his girlfriend getting involved in the mess."

"What debts?"

"I don't know, just debts."

Sabi sat back in the booth and crossed her arms. "Thought we were being honest with each other?"

"Look, I don't want to talk about it here," Axel gestured at the old man at the other side of the dining area staring at them. He leaned closer, and under his breath, said, "my mom owes some money. I'm trying to dig her out of the hole before she kicks the bucket."

"What kind of debt?"

"Sab..."

"Just tell me."

"The house. The bills. Shit, before I met you, the city shut her water off. She's so fucked, she can't work. My dad left money when he died for her to retire, and she drank and partied it away. So, now I'm cleaning up that mess."

Sabi went quiet for a while, and Axel picked up his fork and combed through the remaining fries for bits of bacon.

"I'm sorry your mom was an alcoholic."

"Is an alcoholic," Axel corrected. "She'll always be one."

"Babe... You're amazing. Helping your mom like that is a testament to how generous and kind you are. I just wish you could help her more legitimately."

"Nothing more legitimate than cash, Sab. That, and how much I love you and need you to stay out of this. Let me figure it out. I don't want you at any more fights."

"Well, I don't want you at them either."

"I have to. I'm locked in for another three matches."

"What if I help you? I make decent money. I can help with her bills."

"You help enough already. Keep your money. It's done, babe. I'm in it for a little while, then I'm out. Maybe I'll go legit after, and you can come watch me fight."

"I've seen it. You're fierce. I never knew you could move that quickly."

"They don't call me Cobra for nothing."

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[captainsolare]

Notes

Fluffvember Day 17: Notes - Zora Ideale (gender neutral reader)

Summary:  you keep finding love letters on your window and one day you catch Zora in the act

Word Count: 1,455 

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He glanced around, making sure that no one was aware of his presence before climbing the tree. He quickly reached the top, it was easy with his tall frame and years of experience but as he reached your window he hesitated. Do I really want to do this? He took a breath and pulled the letter from his pocket, no turning back now. He gently affixed the letter to your window, and took another look around before he made his descent. 

Once he was back on the ground, he immediately began to regret his decision; what am I, some lovesick teenager? I can't believe an anonymous love letter was the best I came up with. His heart was pounding, it was a strange sensation for the usually cool and collected Zora, but this tended to happen when he was near you, or even thought about you. 

If he was being honest, he probably fell for you from the moment he saw you; but that was something he'd be hard pressed to admit to anyone. It was shortly before you came to join the squad, you were walking through town and Zora was out as well, looking for someone to put in line. As he walked through the streets, he caught sight of you petting a stray animal; it was obvious that you didn't know anyone else was watching you, if your tone of voice was anything to go by. The way you cooed to the animal made his heart melt, he could tell you had a kind soul.

When you joined the squad, he couldn't believe it; the person he had seen by chance was now a comrade. He kept it to himself though, the way his heart skipped a beat when he was near you, the way your laugh made him want to laugh with you; oh how he wanted to hold your hand, to have it cup his cheek. 

He walked into the hideout once more, cursing to himself as he saw Asta on the couch with you, chattering away and laughing to yourselves. He knew he shouldn't be bothered; you were only friends and due to various circumstances there was no chance of a relationship between you and him, but he was annoyed nonetheless. Zora felt like there was no space for him when you were with Asta, you were always so attentive to his words, and didn't pay attention to much else. "Oh hey Zora! Where have you been?" Asta piped up. 

Zora sighed, but there was no trace of annoyance in it, "Out." You chuckled at his snarky reply and decided to tease him a bit. "Ooh, off to see your secret lover again?" He snorted, "Wouldn't you like to know?" Your smile faltered for a moment, Is he serious, or joking? You sincerely hoped not, because all the while he had been pining for you, your own feelings had begun to grow. He left the common room with a wave, but grimaced when he was in the privacy of his own room, That was so not the correct response. 

After your conversation with Asta came to an end, you decided to go up to your room for a while. Though you did enjoy your time spent with the boy, his bright personality could be draining after a while. You opened the door and were about to get in bed when something caught your eye, an envelope attached to your window. That's strange… 

You opened the window carefully, so as not to make the paper fall and retrieved it. You turned it over in your hands, there was no sender written and the handwriting looked unfamiliar. There appeared to be a letter inside, so you carefully broke the seal and pulled the papers out.  Dear Y/N. Your eyes widened as you read and it became clear, this was a love letter. A love letter? But, who could have sent it? You wracked your brain, but you just couldn’t envision anyone you knew as the author. Gingerly, you opened your desk drawer and placed the letter inside. I wonder who this person is. 

Your first instinct was to believe the first letter was a joke, a one time thing, but more and more letters were placed on your window. Who could be doing this? You wondered. Your desk drawer was nearly filled with letters by this point. You pored over the letters, willing them to reveal who wrote them, but it was no use; whoever had written these had made sure no traces of them were revealed in their writing. You chewed your lip thoughtfully, deciding that some fresh air would do you some good. 

Your bewilderment must have been obvious because Asta gave you a concerned look as you appeared in the common room. “Something wrong Y/N?” He asked, tipping his head to the side. You smiled, he looks just like a puppy. “Not sure yet.” You replied, unwilling to let any of your squadmates, even Asta, know about your secret admirer just yet. You decided to walk around the hideout to clear your head. You stretched and smiled as you went outside, even though the leaves had all fallen from the trees, the forest was still beautiful this time of year. 

You set off, wandering aimlessly on your chosen path. Your eyes were drawn to your window as you passed it and you caught a flash of red in the tree. You stopped short, there shouldn’t be any red, all the leaves are gone. You looked up at the tree and once your eyes adjusted you saw Zora, up in the tree and leaning to place something on your window. You gasped, causing your squadmate to stiffen and nearly fall out of the tree. 

In that moment, Zora was sure his face was as red as his hair. Uh oh, I’ve been caught. No words left your throat, it would seem that you were dumbfounded by this situation. Zora nimbly descended from the tree, and stood awkwardly in front of you. “I-I really don’t have anything to say for myself. Maybe I’ll just let this speak for me?” He said, holding the letter out to you. You took the letter from him and placed it in your pocket to read later. “Why don’t you… meet me upstairs in about 10 minutes?” You asked slowly. Zora nodded, swallowing nervously. 

You sped into the hideout, ignoring Asta and the others’ cries of confusion, and headed for the kitchen; you prepared two mugs, one with your hot drink of choice, and one with mint tea for Zora, then headed upstairs to your room. You honestly didn’t know what to think. It seemed as if Zora had been the one leaving the love letters but why? Did he actually like you? Was this another one of his pranks? Your mind raced with a million questions, but you could only hope that he would indeed come to see you so you could ask him yourself. 

You surveyed the space, setting the mugs down on your desk and quickly cleaning up the clutter so you had room for company. There was a light knock on your door and you tensed, shaking your head in an attempt to shake the doubt from your mind. It’s fine! This will just be a civil conversation between two adults, nothing to worry about at all! You opened your door and ushered an equally nervous-looking Zora into your room. You gestured for him to take the desk chair as you sat on the bed. 

“So…” “So…” You both said awkwardly. You took a sip of your drink, willing your mind to form cohesive thoughts. “The letters, did you mean what you wrote in them?” Zora nodded, cheeks dusted pink as he looked down into his mug. “Every word.” You sat in silence for a while, the quiet only broken by the sounds of you sipping your drinks and the ticking of the clock on the wall. 

You clenched your fist, feeling the tips of your nails dig in. “So, are you like, gonna ask me out on a proper date or what?” Zora looked up sharply, “You mean--?” The rest of his question remained unspoken, as if asking would lead to an answer he was afraid of. Zora, for his part, didn’t know what was scarier, you saying yes, or rejecting him. You nodded. He sucked in a breath, “Well, that’s good to know.” He seemed to gain a little bit more confidence at your reply, so he sat up a little straighter. “Y/N, will you let me take you out on a date?” You smiled and his shoulders sank in relief, “Of course I will, I would be honored.”

#fluffvember 2020 #zora ideale x reader #zora fluff #gender neutral reader #aurora borealis #planet fluffvember

[valratine]

Black Clover spoilers !!

Mereoleona one chance please.

The way Lucifero snapped when Asta cut off a bit of his horn was so cool. I love seeing calm, collected characters lose their shit. I just know Liebe felt so smug!! Especially when Lucifero said "You magic-less piece of trash!" Get his ass demon child I believe in you.

Also why isn't Nozel capable of complimenting people normally LMAO

#black clover spoilers #rambling

[tappdancing]

Summer Troupe on Black Clover (Headcanons)

Tenma

Definitely in on the BC street acts

Acts like he’s not a huge fan, but boy is he-

Borrows the manga from Kumon in secret so Yuki doesn’t call him out

Ends up part of the spell quoting group, which Yuki teases him about a lot

Has some merchandise

Will fan over BC with Kumon at times, then becomes all tsun-tsun about it

First watched it when Itaru sat everyone down during the first BC revolution

Not much is known as Tenma tries to keep it lowkey

Yuki

Has made some accessories based on the outfits in the show

Reads the manga on occasion

Loves to tease Tenma about him hiding his passion for BC

Casual fan

Another analysing group member

Will complain about the outfits at times

Was brought into watching BC in the first revolution

Did I say that Yuki loves to tease Tenma about hiding his passion for BC?

Muku

Screamed when a certain cool character’s backstory was revealed which I did too (referring to the latest anime arc because prince xxxx my beloved)

Has been watching it with Kumon for years

Is always rooting for the girls when they try and fail to tell their crush their feelings

Reads the manga, borrowing from Kumon

Often helped Kumon organise his BC manga collection

BC street acts are a must for Muku, often paired with Kumon

Loves the music

Favourite OP is sky & blue and favourite ED is Black to the dreamlight

In between casual and big fan

Has been to a few BC conventions with Kumon

Misumi

Looks for triangles in episodes

May do a triangle count for each

Adores BC

Made a Mr Triangle with a Black Bulls robe which often is brought out when a new episode is out

Reads the manga with Kumon

Makes triangular spells, so is sometimes apart of the spell quoting group, but its just Sumi’s own spells he came up with

Kazunari

Fandom stuff as this artist loves to create

Has made a fanon comic series and its quite popular

Reads the manga as volumes, borrowed from Kumon

Apart of the analysing group

Often complains about the bad animation quality (was derogatory, now its affectionate)

Listens to the music often

Doesn’t have a favourite, its hard to pick (which is quite accurate)

Loves how all the EDs have completely different art styles and that they’re all so unique and suited to the music

Kumon

Discovered the series when the pilot was shown at the convention

Has collected the manga ever since

Tried to replicate Asta’s routine for a week and succeeded

Die hard fan

Not to long after Kumon joined, the whole company was dragged into becoming BC fans

The brought second BC revolution, joined by Itaru (of course)

Very common to see him and Itaru screaming discussing about BC

It is unknown whether Kumon or Itaru knows more on the BC franchise

Spell quoting squad of course, sometimes in the yelling loud sub-group

Knows almost all the spells by heart

His ringtone is Juza singing Black Catcher and you can’t change my mind

Knows the lyrics to all the songs of by heart

Best girl is Mimosa and best boy is Leopold

Quite a lot of merchandise (not as much as Taruchi though)

Been to almost all the BC conventions

More will be in a separate post (just like Itaru’s)

To BC masterpost

#a3! #a3! headcanons #a3 headcanons #tapp.docx #a3! tenma #a3! yuki #a3! muku #a3! misumi #a3! kazunari #a3! kumon #a3 tenma #a3 yuki #a3 muku #a3 misumi #a3 kazunari #a3 kumon #tenma sumeragi #yuki rurikawa #muku sakisaka #misumi ikaruga #kazunari miyoshi #kumon hyodo #black clover #well im on schedule

[lyndaphillippi]

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[kenjikutie]

How about some Yuno?? Like Yuno could totally fall in love with me.. i mean the reader.. yeah 😏 and shows off whenever the reader is around, and its obvious to everyone but the reader. Every kind of rags on him about it but then one day he does something not flashy at all & they're just amazed & everyone ends up being like "really? thats all it took?"

Yay! I love Yuno, thanks for your request!

Show-Off {Yuno}

yuno is desperate for you to notice him, but, it may not be as hard as he thinks

as a magic knight, yuno was expected to be calm, cool and collected at all times. and he was, except when you came around. from the moment, he met you, yuno was absolutely enamored, but no one would be able to tell from the way he carried himself. the most interaction you would get with him were a few glances or the occasional assistance with a chore around the base.

but, as soon as he was alone in his room, the first thing on his mind was you. you didn’t seem all too interested in him, not fawning over the things he did like most of the girls he met or at least fawning over his looks. you were impossible but yuno knew that that word was just an excuse and if he wanted to be the wizard king one day, this was one of the barriers he would have to cross. after all, the clover kingdom couldn’t have no wizard queen, right

the first time he’d tried to impress you didn’t go so well. you were busy taking care of the laundry in the golden dawn’s courtyard with a stressed look on your face due to how many clothes there were. yuno knew he could help you, after all, he did have wind magic. maybe, you’d even thank him with that adorable smile of yours

but, he’d seemingly forgotten about the jealous spirit floating by his shoulder. there was no way the sylph was letting her precious yuno help you out. you were already too close for her liking and you were half-way across the courtyard. so, the second that yuno raised his hand to help you, sylph was on it, increasing the amount of magic tenfold, which sent you flying across the yard into one of the stone pillars

yuno was frozen. you groaned in pain and as if on queue, mimosa came running out of the castle with a gasp, instantly trying to heal you. still, the dark-haired magic knight couldn’t move. he was so embarrassed that it felt like all of his nerves were on fire but frozen at the same time. 

“yuno, did you see what happened?”, mimosa called out as you looked up at him, making him turn into basically stone.

sylph began to tug at his cheeks, “hmph! they shouldn’t have been standing there, how stupid! right, yuno?”

after a few seconds, the red-head seemed to put the pieces together and began giggling, confusing you. but, when you looked back at yuno, he was gone. little did you know, he was hiding behind the wall, trying to stop his red cheeks before berating sylph for her actions

every time after that ended up the exact same way. before, the only who knew about how he made a fool of himself every time he wanted your attention was mimosa, but now, the entire golden dawn and most of the black bulls knew too. he’d even almost done it in front of the wizard king when he went to open the door for you with his wind magic but you totally missed it and he ended up hitting himself in the face with the wooden door

he was about to give up. no amount of encouragement from asta, mumbled advice from klaus or crude jokes from yami could help him now. or so he thought. 

it was late at night on the base when you and yuno were walking down the stairs to your bedrooms. however, someone had clearly forgotten to clean up their mess on the stairs and you ended up slipping. on instinct, yuno reached over and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you back from falling at the last minute, holding you to his chest

after a few seconds or so, you let out an excited squeal, startling him before you turned around his arms. now, he was laying back against the stairs with you on his lap, leaning closer to his face with curiosity. yuno swore he must look like a tomato right now. thank goodness sylph wasn’t here

“wow, yuno! i can’t believe you’re reflexes are so good, i mean, i knew you were talented at magic but that was enough!”, you kept on blabbering for a while but he had already tuned out

was that really all it took? all those times he’d spent trying to impress you with magic and accidentally hitting himself or his superiors were for nothing? all he had to do was catch you from a fall, huh? yuno started laughing and smiled when he saw how your cheeks turned red

when you told the story the next day, everyone in the golden dawn was silent, all of them groaning once you’d left. klaus had ended up with a broken nose once thanks to yuno’s antics. that boy was in for it but it didn’t matter

he had finally got your attention

#black clover #black clover imagine #black clover x reader #yuno x reader #yuno black clover #yuno imagine

[cringeyvanillamilk]

Okay I’m the one who sent in the ask for social media modern au and didn’t realised I wasn’t being pacific😂 But can you write hc for like Nozel, Fuegoleon, Nebra and Zora for their social media ;)

Oh!!! Thank you for being specific~! 😉This was fun to type out~!

Nozel

‘Nozel.Silva’ (Online name) and  ‘Memelord69′ (Online name)

The only social media platform he’s active in is Instagram and twitter

Has a personal and business account, but both are managed by his personal assistant and marketing team

He thinks it’s a waste of time to do it himself

Business account consists of model projects, fashion runway, collaborations, etc.

Personal account consists of photos of him traveling, aesthetics, his daily fashion, photos with clients, business partners, and/or family members

His common aesthetics are drinking red wine, traveling, living the rich life, and fashion

Never replies to anybody

Appears ‘untouchable’ and ‘cool’ online

Secretly has a stan account (Memelord69)

Likes all of Noelle’s posts and checks on her social media daily

Loves appreciation posts about Noelle

Would destroy anybody who talks trash about Noelle

“You don’t know what you’re talking about commoner.”

Almost blew his cover-

His stan account also has a lot of memes. He’s the biggest memer there is, but sadly he’s in the closet.

Fuegoleon

‘Fuegoleon-Vermillion’ (Online name)

Only has a personal account on instagram

Posts workout videos or pictures online

Receives a lot of thirst comments under these posts. The thirst ranges from light compliments to full on HARD CORE. The amount of eggplants and sweating emojis are abundant.

Receives the nickname ‘Fire Daddy’ because he’s hot af. Fuegoleon thinks this name means he’s a passionate and fatherly person.

How he responds to his comments, “Ahaha thank you! :)”

Can’t take a selfie to save his life

Leopold takes his picture for him because he is his ultimate stan

Posts a lot of family pictures online as well

He also hikes a lot so he posts a lot of pictures of the view

Loves inspirational quotes. so. much.

Would post videos of Leopold’s baseball games

HE SHOUTS A LOT IN THOSE VIDEOS

“I’M SO PROUD OF YOU LEO!!!!!”

Nebra

‘Misty.bitch’ (Online name) ‘SpiderMist.official’ (Business account name)

Owns a personal and business account

She’s active on instagram and twitter

Her business account has all of her latest fashion brands and projects. Keeps everyone updated for upcoming runways and collaborations.

Her personal account is where all the fun begins

Posts prank videos of her siblings for the world to see. These pranks are very elaborate and expensive.

Posts a lot of selfies and fashion photo shoots of herself and her brand

Expect ugly pictures of her other siblings (Solid is her favorite victim)

Acts like a bad bitch and is a bad bitch

Flexes, but in an elegant way 💅✨✨✨

Will post pictures of her beautiful tarantulas 🕷. She loves her babies so much! Rip to those with Arachnophobia tho-

Aesthetics are spiders, spider webs, and f l u f f

Expect shady comments or backhanded compliments

Will roast anybody who tries to talk trash about her and her fashion brand

“Aww, your words really hurt! Let me wipe my tears with all this cash I got from my successful fashion brand😢“

Zora

‘Ash_trap’ (Hacker name) ‘Kinky_bastard’ (Online name) ‘Anonymous_dweller’ (Secret account)

Is a hacker so he is known by his name ‘Ash-trap’. Exposes a lot of corrupt government officials and businessmen

No one can track him because he’s just that good

He does have a personal account on twitter where he calls out a lot of companies and people for their problematic behavior and actions

His feed is covered with political and social issues

Very vocal online and has no filter

Has a large following online because of his viral tweets

Would also post videos of pranks he does on other people

Has a whole compilation of pranking Asta and it went viral RIP

Updates on his precious babies (insect collection)

He also has a secret account of him gushing over DC heroes. His feeds are nothing but DC content

Does reviews on comic books and showcases his DC collection online. Keeps his followers updated on anything big coming up

Keeps his identity a secret because he’s too embarrassed to let anybody know his interest

#black clover #nozel silva #fuegoleon vermillion #nebra silva #zora ideale #modern au #answered #I had too much fun with this-