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Black Clover Manga Spoilers:
Part 3/?:
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Black Clover Manga Spoilers:
Part 2/?:
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I AM NOT OKAY BUT I'M OH SO GOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDD
MEREO
FUE
CRIMSON LIONS
I AM FROTHING FROM THE MOUTH
MEREO
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Black Clover Manga Spoilers:
Part 1/?
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CRIMSON LION KINGS!!!!
FUE!!!!
GNAWING ON THE CHAPTER LIKE A FERAL CAT
MEREO
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SCREAMING
CRYING
CHWEING THE DRY WALL
MEREO
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MEREO
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First Nozelena meeting ❤️💙
And Helena may never find out Nozel called her ugly 😂
A little comic I put under chapter 6. The wrath and the resolution of Paper Hearts Black Clover fanfiction.
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Vanessa: You look good with my hat.
Nozel: I'm not so sure about it.
Vanessa: Aw, you're so cute 💘
Nozel: Any particular reason why you wanted me to try it?
Vanessa: Except distracting you from guilty thoughts? I just wanted to see you with another color. Burgundy looks good on you, you should wear darker shades more often.
Nozel: ... Alright then. *unlocks his Silver Eagle robe and put it on Vanessa* Now we're even. Silver looks good on you...
Vanessa: See! You are so sweet when you're allowing happiness and affection 💘
@kalolasfantasyworld @vilandel @thoughtfullyrainynightmare @lyranova Third thanks for your kind words 💘
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Asta: They're in Noelles room for hours now, shall I go in?
Finral: I'm sure everything is fine. It worked with me and Langris, it will also work with Noelle and captain Nozel.
Asta: I know, but... I feel a bit worried. It's Noelle, you know, she went through a lot.
Vanessa: Just a peak then, we don't want to spoil their sibling quality time, right?
Gordon: Sibling quality time is something good for making friends.
Finral: *Looking into Noelles room* Oh... It went better than what I expected.
Asta: Let me see... You sure? They are both asleep. Should we wake them?
Vanessa: Of course not, silly cutie! Let them have this moment. Aw, aren't they cute?
Gordon: *cry tears of joy while making two now dolls bond to each other*
Nozel & Noelle: *Asleep sitting on Noelles bed, Noelles head on Nozels shoulder, a book on their lap, softly smiling*
@kalolasfantasyworld @vilandel @thoughtfullyrainynightmare @lyranova Second thanks for your kind words 💘
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Noelle: Okay, we can do this!
Nebra: At least we have all the ingredients... I think. Are sure it is still a good idea?
Noelle: It's a good bonding opportunity.
Nebra: I know, but shouldn't we have chosen something else? Being both miserable cooks doesn't sound like the best bonding topic in my books.
Noelle: I know, but it was either that or Vanessa trying to discuss with us about our romantic lives.
Nebra: ... Point taken. But having the inability to cook in common, not very promising.
Noelle: We're doing this together, so maybe it will be good?
Nebra: Or being double awful and that seems more likely.
Noelle: Let's try before judging. So... What do they mean with folding eggs?
Nebra: I don't know. Maybe fold them in the dough?
*Rest in peace, Kitchen*
Coming from the fact that both Noelle and Nebra belong into the worst cook category^^'
@kalolasfantasyworld @vilandel @thoughtfullyrainynightmare @lyranova First thanks for your kind words 💘
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Thank you for the tag Ginny, @vilandel, @loosesodamarble !
Red - (I usually gravitate towards darker reds with blue undertones like... scarlet, crimson, wine etc)
Cats as well - The purrrfect little predators :3
Salted caramel, or salty liquorice - they hit different but are amazing in their own ways
Uhhh, who hasn't been tagged yet?
@awakefor48hours @wildflowerwoodsworld @firefutte @mamavino @marune2 (double tags for some of you I know, but *positivity*) No pressure tho ^^
A person's favorite color, favorite animal, and favorite flavor of ice cream can say a lot about them when considering the answers as a whole. Some prime examples I've heard are:
~ Silver, Artic Wolf, and Mint Chocolate Chip.
~ Pink/Yellow, Putu Bird, and Cotton Candy.
~ Light Brown, Tree Kangaroo, and Rum Raisin.
~ Green, Pig, and Cookie Dough.
Mine are:
~ Burgundy, Fox, and Moose Tracks.
Tag some friends and get a sense of who they are! :)
@notable-bumblr @persistentchaos @enterfandomreference @valerietompson @paper-crowns-and-tiaras @ironxprince @acecuddle @angst-dealer @hey-you-i-just
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
They look so cute! T^T <3 I'm already thinking of a snippet or a scenario for this!! It's just so tooth rottingly cute!!!! BDSAHDFATYSFDAFASDASDJASGDAU
DID I DARE FINISH IT?!
Yes i did.
@thoughtfullyrainynightmare
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Request: heeeyaaa Laura.. I hope you’re doing fine. I’m here again for request, sorry can’t get enough with your writing. It always makes me happy whenever i read here in your account..i hope you don’t mind me asking a request again and again.. For my request can i have a HC for Nozel, Fuegoleon and Julius being needy and wants to have sexy time with s/o and trying to give a hint to them. If you’re not comfortable on doing this it’s fine by me.. Don’t stop writing because i know a lot of your followers not just me is in love your works…^^
A/N: Hiya! I’m doing okay. Uni is easying on me, but I will have about a week where I will be working, while still having a couple of exams. But y’know. It’s life ^^’ 
We haven’t had smut on this blog for a good while, so it’s more than the time for it. So, I do hope that you like these! ^^
Pairing: Nozel x gn!reader, Fuegoleon x gn!reader, Julius x gn!reader Fanfic type: Headcanons Genre: smut Total length: ~1.0k Warnings: suggestive themes, the guys are being needy but are trying to be subtle about it (or then not), minors DNI
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Lia: And that's why I'm removing you as mayor.
Mayor: So... you like me? I'm flattered but not interested.
Shyvanna: You are dafter than a fucking rock
-Black Clover DnD
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I walk alone
Summary: Nozel walks through the shadows and sees scenes of what his life could have been.
Type: One shot
Genre: Heavy ANGST
Warnings: blood
Word count: 1551
Ships: Nozel x Vanessa, Nozel x Selena, Nozel x Fuegoleon, Nozel x Helia, Nozel x Briar, Nozel x Dorothy, Nozel x Helena
Author's note:
OCs in order belong to @thoughtfullyrainynightmare, @loosesodamarble, @koneko-pi and Helena is mine.
The vibes of this fic were inspired by @f-oighear's one shot: But the cold, dark gaze is your own.
Illustration is at the end.
Ao3
Is he in a dream? He does not know, but the shadows that swirl around him are ominous. He looks away, but it is the same on the other side. Shades of gray. There is a path and he walks on it, because what else can he do?
Each step feels heavy. He feels the burden resting on his shoulders. The burden of responsibility, burden of duty. It is suffocating, but he pushes on. He knows nothing else. Stronger! Stronger! Stronger! He keeps on repeating. My path is mine and mine alone.
So he walks by himself, dragging his feet, tripping. Shadows come closer.
He cannot take a break, but… his composure is shattering. Just a moment, a little bit. 
So he stops, nobody will notice. He turns his head to the side and his lilac eyes widen, surprised. 
The shadows part, just in that one spot, they swirl away and there is light. He needs to squint, because he is not used to it. Dark markings strangled him, kept him away from it, he kept himself from it, for fifteen years of his life. So how is this light apparent now?
He looks closer and he sees a flutter of pink. Pink? He smells wine, but why wine? 
His eyes meet with those of amethyst color and he sees flushed cheeks. 
“Hello handsome,” the woman winks. It is just that she is not talking to him. There is a man next to her. Man that could be his twin, because they both have silver hair, fair skin, lilac eyes. However it is not Nozel, because he knows himself and he is not happy. So how does this Nozel look as if he was? He wants to know the secret, wants to know how?
He takes a step closer… he falls on his knees. 
The light is gone, only shadows remained. 
He struggles to stand up. His legs are wobbly, because the burden is back. Somehow heavier than ever. Alone he pushes on. 
Stronger! Stronger! Stronger! The words are there, repeated like a mantra. 
Yet another step, yet another drag of his feet and they hurt. The soles of his sandals are not enough to shield them from the hard rocks, which suddenly appeared on the path.
He looks at them.
However then suddenly a flash of light appears. His eyes dart to it and he is focused. His legs feel lighter, so he approaches it. 
Silver? No she is not a Silva, he does not know her and yet she feels familiar. As if when he looks at the night sky he sees her. The moon looks down at him. And once again there is a man beside her. She is soft with him and he… he is soft with her. Yet another impossible twin. 
So he wants to gaze longer, but the moment he takes a step closer, light fades again. The burden settles, crushes him. Markings strangle his neck. 
Stronger! Stronger! Stronger!
He walks down the path. The sharp stones seem to break the soles of his sandals, but they are still fine… for now. 
When the light appears again, he is not surprised and he runs to it, once again magically rid of the heaviness. He stops close enough so that he can see, but not too close, worried that it will disappear. 
Why is his rival there? Why are they sitting under a tree? What are they talking about?
Fuegoleon seems to be calmly explaining something and the man beside him… listens. They are younger, teenagers. But he has no memory of that. What does it mean? This Nozel does not look burdened. 
He cannot stop himself from taking a step. It fades… once again it fades…
Stronger! Stronger! Stronger! But he wishes for yet another light.
His shoulders hurt. The burden digs into them. He is struggling not to trip. Not to fall down on the sharp rocks. 
He sees it. He darts towards it. Somehow his prayer was answered. 
Gold? Gold and green. The woman is standing in the water and smiling. She submerged her hands in it only to lift them up and splash them! He flinches, but she did not splash at him. The man beside her gets a little wet. He expects the man to snap. He does not. The man looks… happy?
He needs to take a closer look. He forgets and takes a step. The light fades.
Stronger! Stronger! Stronger! Stronger to see another light?
He feels the rocks. The soles of his shoes begin to have holes in them. It hurts! He pushes it down. He does not hurt. He is strong. 
However when the light appears he does not have to pretend anymore… because the pain fades away. 
The woman is not facing him. She has long, light brown hair, so long that it nearly touches the ground. He notices her ears… they are pointy? Then a man comes up from behind her. He puts his hand on her shoulder and she turns around. Her eyes… They are beautiful, peach colored. Her expression is serene as she looks up at the man. That man… he is not nervous… he is happy. 
Maybe if he got a closer look he too..? However when he does the shadows remind him that he cannot. They swallow the peach eyed woman and the man. Once again he is alone. 
Stronger! Stronger! Stronger! Why is it on repeat?
He flinches. Pain. His shoes break down. The soles do not make it and sharp rocks dig into his feet. The burden, the duty lies heavy on his shoulders. He wonders will his spine make it? It has to. He is strong… right?
However he only feels strong, when the light appears again. His wide open eyes look at those with interchanging colors. Colors of pink, blue and purple. Why is that witch there? How is she not asleep? She makes a V-sign with her fingers and giggles, but she does not giggle at him. She giggles at the man whose cheeks are bright pink. He is embarrassed, but not in an uncomfortable way. This is softer. The man smiles tenderly. 
He wonders would this expression look the same on him? So he tries, but the corners of his lips are not used to the movement. The muscles seemed to forget. An ugly grimace forms instead. He covers his mouth. 
This time he is the one to step back. The light fades.
Stronger! Stronger! Stronger!
Something wet.... There is blood on his feet. He feels his back crack, he needs to lean forward, because the burden is too heavy. He wishes for the light no more. It gets worse with each one. Or maybe… just one more time? One more time, before he hurts his feet and they cannot walk anymore. One more time before he gives away to the burden. He walks, but it is hard. It is hard to breathe with the markings suffocating him. 
He trips. His hands bleed. The rocks cut the skin open. White fabric on his knees tears. There are no tears streaming down his cheeks. He is strong. He tries to stand up.
The light shines. He looks up and suddenly he is able to walk, able to run, but he is scared. He worries that if he gets too close it will disappear again. However he cannot see from this far. His feet decide for him. 
He takes a look. The man standing there looks the most like him, from all of those he saw. His expression flat and arms crossed over his chest. 
He furrows his brows. What does it mean?
But before he can wonder, a flash of red appears and a woman comes from behind the man, she excitedly jumps up and wraps her arms around him. The man nearly stumbles… but he is not angry. And the woman laughs. Her dark chocolate hair falls on him and contrasts with the silver. It frames her bright smile and deep brown orbs… almost black. She whispers something to the man and he rolls his eyes affectionately. Affectionately..? How does one do that? 
He wants to ask, so he opens his mouth… but no words come out. He tries again, but he is mute. He puts his hand to his throat. It burns. The markings burn, they suffocate. He tries to scream, but those two surrounded by light do not hear, because there is nothing to be heard. So he reaches out his hand.
The light..? Why is it… wet?
It disappears. Only his outreached palm stays. His eyes widen. It is red, just as that woman’s dress. Blood red and the droplets fall on the sharp rocks. Right… they cut it open.
Stron… He is not strong anymore. He falls on the hard ground. It hurts his body. The burden crushes his lungs. The markings tighten around his neck. The shadows swirl and blood… it spills. He lies there looking up at the dark. Nothing is there.
Nothing… nothing… nothing…
Something wet trails down his cheeks. Tears? His eyes open and he stares at the white ceiling of his room at the Silva estate. What was that dream? He wonders. Heavily he lifts himself up on the bed and looks to the side. 
It is empty…
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Fue and his meat stick are making me unwise
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