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black clover m.list

one shots:

meeting - noxel silva x fem reader

~1k words arranged marriage sfw

winter - nozel silva x fem reader

~1k words arranged marriage sfw

snowed in - nozel silva x reader

1k words arranged marriage sfw

warm bath - nozel silva x fem reader

1.4k words arranged marriage nsfw

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AAAAAA im the nozel anon again.... (maybe u can address me as "♍ anon") WE LITERALLY HAVE THE SAME THOUGHT... POWERFUL MEN GETTING ON THEIR KNEES RAWRARRWRAAWRAWR I AM SO LOOKING FORWARD TO UR WORKS IN THE FUTURE esp black clover (NOZEL) ❤️❤️❤️

❦ WHEN WE’RE ALONE

cw: none, this is fluff

♍️ anon !!!!!! have some fluff ☺️

“can i get rid of everyone in this castle except for you?” your husband enters the bedroom, hair slightly wet from a bath and face tired from working.

you place your book down onto the plush comforter atop your lap and smile at nozel.

“are you going to keep the place clean then?”

he huffs at your comment and climbs ontop of you, grabbing your book and throwing it to the other side of the bed before placing his head in your lap and silently demanding attention.

“i just want you all to myself, all the time.” he nuzzles his nose into your stomach and you giggle at his clinginess.

“captain, this is so unbecoming of a royal.”

he groans, “don’t call me that, not here. not with you.”

“what would you rather i call you?” you tease, fingers running through his soft hair. the front part is slightly wavy from the braid which is now gone. and his body reacts unconsciously as your nails gently scrape his scalp; it relaxes in tandem, starting with his shoulders slumping.

“…you know…” he turns shy.

“no, i don’t think i do, captain.”

his arms tighten around you in response, his soft breaths heating up the fabric that covers your stomach.

“baby~” his deep voice breaks in plea.

you sigh, “yes, darling?”

a soft smile stretches across his lips and he pushes himself further into your hold.

“again.” his voice is muffled.

“nozel, darling, are you comfortable?”

he doesn’t respond.

the two of you continue in your positions for a bit; you stroking his hair as he clings onto you. the only sounds being breaths and soft hums of pleasant communication between you.

eventually the silence is broken.

“i love you.” he whispers.

“i love you too, darling.”

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nozel silva x fem reader, set during a winter holiday (not named), mentions of dead parents, discussion of grief.

wc: ~1k 

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The fresh layer of snow on the ground makes you happy, despite the cold. You like the way it crunches under your fur-lined brown boots. You hold the front of your dress higher than normal, trying to keep as much of the heavy emerald fabric out of the snow as possible, but you know the train is getting wet. 

If your brother knew you were avoiding the festivities inside, and ruining another gown, he would kill you. Well, no, he’s too kind for that. He might take away your rights to chocolate for the week, however. Even so, it’s not enough to make you turn around and head back to the estate. 

It’s not that you don’t enjoy parties, but just this party in particular. 

The Silva’s are attending, since your engagement to their eldest brother, Nozel, has been made official, it’s only right to invite them to celebrations of this nature. Even if it is ruining your favorite winter holiday. You snuck away as soon as interest in the band took over, sliding out the kitchen doors and through the garden maze to end up at the back of the estate. 

The groundskeepers don’t worry about shoveling the paths all the way back here in the winter, so you’re careful with your steps. Once you make it to the fountain, you stop looking at the water as it ripples in the bottom. Inhaling slowly, you allow yourself to feel the weight of all that’s been placed on you. 

Nozel has a history of rejecting engagements, and even fiance’s just before the nuptials. Your family needs this marriage after some history of marrying down and the magic line in your blood weakening. A match with the Silva’s is both politically and magically advantageous for you. 

You reach out and touch the stone of the fountain, feeling it’s cold bite. If you sat, you’d probably get cold sooner or later, but you have no other real plan than to sit out here and wait for someone to come find you and force you back inside with your future family. 

Klaudius is excited enough for the both of you, so you’re sure he’s doing a fine job at keeping the family entertained. Nozel was not particularly talkative but his brother and sister were. You thought there were four of them total, but perhaps you’d been mistaken. 

Pulling on the gloves you’d been smart enough to remember, you place your hands down on either side of you on the cold stone of the fountain. You close your eyes, tilting your face up towards the night sky. Exhaling, you enjoy the cold that’s seeping in through the fabrics of your dress. 

“You’ll catch a cold out here,” a semi-familiar voice states, neutrally as if there’s no emotion behind the words. 

“At least I’d get out of this stupid party,” you say, opening your eyes and then biting your tongue. 

Standing before you is your finance, Nozel. 

The corner of his lip turns upright, but he corrects it as if he refuses to smile in front of you. “Not one for parties?” He asks. 

“It’s not that, it’s just…” 

“My family? Me?” His brow raises and you shake your head. “Don’t lie. I know we’re not the most fun group to be around.” 

“It’s not just that,” you tell him, and it’s the truth. 

While you’d been making it the excuse in your head, you know deep down it’s something more that is eating at you. You’re not sure why it’s bringing you down, but grief comes in many forms you suppose. 

“Then what is it?” He sounds annoyed now. 

“My mother liked the holiday,” you spit it out. “I’m told anyway.” 

“May I sit?” He asks, something softening in his voice. 

“It’s cold as hell, but sure.” You pat the stone beside you. 

He sits beside you, just enough so you’re not touching. His face turns to yours. “I know a thing or two about missing a mother.” 

That’s when you remember the tragedy that befell the Silva family all those years ago. And it was in fact him and the youngest sibling who had to watch as it played out. Where is that sibling now? The fourth Silva child. 

You admit you have been very out of gossip in the years of your upbringing, only really spending time with your cousin on your father’s side, but you rarely discussed the Silva’s as she was much more interested in the Vermillion family. 

“I am so sorry,” you want to reach out and place a hand on him, but you stop yourself, despite the itching in your fingers. “I should not complain about my grief when yours must be far greater.” 

“There is no reason to compare the two,” he says, his eyes intense. “If it hurts, it is significant to you.” 

You smile softly, placing your gloved hand down on the cold stone again. 

You rarely have an opportunity to discuss your mother anymore. Your brother has been so busy planning your future life and the future of your family that there has been little chit-chat. Everything is business now, no more room for grief or tales from his childhood so that you may remember your mother. 

“Why did you escape the festivities?” You ask after a few moments of silence. 

“My mother also liked the holiday,” he answers, his eyes looking up to the sky. 

As you look away, sudden warmth on your hand jolts you. Your hand twitches, but the weight of Nozel’s on yours keeps you still. You can’t feel his skin through your glove, but you imagine it's rough from years of training and fighting. Either way, it’s enough to warm your heart up to the idea of being his bride.

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The most brothers ever

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Adorable Noelle Silva💙💙

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⚔️🌒

there is another option

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noelle with long hair like usual

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Bed of Thorns

Looks more like Vanessa than Charlotte looking at it now =/

(It doesn't really look like Vanessa either)

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Un pequeño coloreo de Black Clover

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Too bad that wand is not needed anymore, I liked the design

I wanted to color it, but I keep messing up the lineart ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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She is soo pretty I can't.🥹🥹🩷🩷🧹🐈‍⬛️👑✨️✨️💫💫

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been invested in prince of tennis lately and i kinda wanna write some stuff up because i have ~ ideas ~ but idk if the community is still alive and down for fics

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Noelle and Asta!! The cutest couple💕💞

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Maybe the Salamander looks a bit like a cat?😽

BONUS!

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I got distracted and did a little sketching✨

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NO MAGIC IDIOT BOYYYY