#solid silva imagines

[bowandcurtsey]

AINEEE are you doing well i hope u are? can i pls request solid, nozel and fuegoleon with an s/o who has an overprotective brother and yns brother didnt really approve they boys unless they show how worthy they are even if they are royalty?thank you and ily your works sm😇🌻

Hello lovely bby! thank you for loving my works hehe and also for a little fun fact: I love sunflowers! so thank you for them!

Sorry that I got to your request sooooo late, but I'm finally finally here <3 Bless you for requesting Solid, doing the less popular characters are usually fun! I hope you enjoy!

Characters: Solid , Nozel, Fuegoleon x f! reader TW: unchecked work

Solid Silva

This boy may look tough and you might think another hard to handle brother might be nothing to him, seeing that he has his own difficult brother as well, but boy oh boy was he on his toes all the time.

This boy was born with a silver spoon in his mouth but he never expected to, for the first time in his life, wish that he wasn't a royal. Or at least a royal that your brother didn't know of.

Your brother thought that royals were all good for nothings and did not know how to do anything in life because they had their servants do everything for them. He thinks that Solid wouldn't be able to take good care of you at all.

Solid was determined to prove your brother wrong.

Being with you made him a little more humble and down to earth, even Nozel saw the changes in his little brother and was secretly happy.

Solid also tried his best to spend more time with you and your family, helping out with chores around the house when needed.

Boy even learnt how to do some knitting from his maids just to help your mom with the spoilt clothes.

He helped your brother chop and carry lumber into the house for fire during colder days.

He even helped to catch the mice in the basement. You name it, he'll do it. He was Mr Solid Handyman.

Your brother would always have his doubts about this man, all the way till you get married to him. But maybe one day Solid would finally understand that it was just how your brother shows his love to you.

No worries, your Solid could take it, he's been an obedient younger brother all his life, this Nozel trained him well.

Nozel Silva

This man was having a tough time proving your brother wrong. Because he is a royal and will always be a royal.

He wouldn't want you to change for him and likewise he couldn't drop his royal titles just because your family didn't like it.

Because that is uNbeComInG of A rOyaL

In the very beginning Nozel would answer everything with the most politically correct answer he could come up with.

"To answer your question Mr L/N, we actually do not take any of the tax payers money.. We actually-"

Until you explained to Nozel that it wasn't really about the answer, it was more of your brother really disliking royals.

"Why though..?"

Well, now you had to explain to a royal about how many of them are stuck up, arrogant, rude, a bully, and all the bad shit that you and your brother have been through.

You thought that he would scoff actually, since Nozel was really the type to be proud to be a royal. But instead he said, "I'm sorry."

"I'll be sure to prove that not all royals are evil. Certainly not me."

He would show your brother that you were always well taken care of, you always have a guard and servant with you. Your clothes always kept you warm, you didn't have a single stress in your life because of how well Nozel took care of you.

The only worry you had were what to wear daily because of the crazy amount of clothes Nozel buys for you.

Your brother would admit defeat in the end, seeing that you were really happy with this man.

Fuegoleon Vermillion

He was first faced with your brother's sarcasm when he visited your place. He was really nice about it though, he never lost his cool.

He understood fully why your brother would think this way. He had seen how the other royals took advantage of their statuses and bullied the civilians.

He always took every sarcasm or scolding from your brother without retorting.

Even you felt bad sometimes and would sometimes nag at your brother to not be too harsh.

But Fue still came over to your place every now and then, showing your over protective brother that he was just a normal man just like everyone was.

Fue was not afraid to make mistakes and admit to them. He was okay with making a fool out of himself and laughing along with everyone.

Most importantly, he showed that he respected everyone, from the postman to even the rubbish collector.

He once went out of the way to help a newspaper delivery boy, because his cart was stuck.

Your brother asked Fue later on why did he even bother with that boy when even a normal person would not necessarily lend a helping hand.

"Behave like you're at the bottom, even if you're at the top. We'll learn much more this way."

Your brother was won over on that day.

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Act 1: While We’re Young

[cringeyvanillamilk]

Wakes up in cold sweat What if the Silva family were great at ice skating?!

Gets knocked out.

[thespiralgrimoire]

Wait if Solid’s got his ATV with him, he’s bound to make it into the royal knights even when he loses. So they both make it and are determined to hog tie more elves than the other, and then when Nozel gets added to the roster, Nebra does too. Which means when the elves go to attack the castle, nobody’s home. Until they crash through the window, yelling about crawdads

This AU.... Fantastiqué

I'm picturing Kivn crashing into Solid's room to find it empty, and trying to decide what to do next, when all four Silvas crash through the windows screaming "WHAT IN TARNATION"

[just-a-fuegoleon-fangirl]

Good theory 👌🏿

But isn't Acier the one who is related to the royal family ? I thought Papa Silva just got married to her and THEN became royalty

BC THEORY: Who spread the rumor of Noelle killing Aciee?

ALTERNATIVELY: SILVA PATRIARCH SLANDERPOST

Okay so it's almost midnight, I just chugged a monster energy and brain is filled with ThoughtsTM

From Nozels flashback, he more less saves what little respect I have for him via showing that someone (not limited to 1 person) within the Silva House started a rumor that Aciers death was because of Noelle's birth

My theory is that it's her husband, the Silva patriarch.

From the very limited amount of information we have on Acier Silva, we know for sure that

1. She was the previous captain of the Silver Eagles and had a much more empathetic way of governing it via not being a nobility only squad and training junior mages.

2. She had insane battle prowess, to the point where she was named the Steel War Princess, likely pointing to the fact she had MANY campaigns, likely against Diamond Kingdom. This fact was given to is from the Silva Patriarch (this is important).

3. She liked children and training said junior mages.

From what we can count through her age and the age of her kids, she had Noelle when she was 32-33, she had Solid a year or two prior (30-31), she had Nebra when she was 22-23 and Nozel when she was either 17-18 (???).

Now, strictly medically speaking, having your first born at such a young age can be difficult and then having 3 more is bound to take a toll on your body, especially if the last two are only a year or two apart. Acuer having a difficult pregnancy with Noelle isn't impossible, which may also showcase why Acuer went into seclusion to rest/recover from post-partum.

I'm assuming this is because Acier was more a lover than a fighter and wanted a large family (assuming that her brother is Mimosa's father). No shame in wanting a family, and, from an outline of her character, she was slowly easing her way out of the Active Captain role to more or less Mentor/Passive Captain to the Silver Eagles. She was, essentially, trying to ease into a peaceful life.

Why am I mentioning all this? Because the person who may have spread the assumption that Noelle killed Acier could have very well been the Silva Patriarch.

Now, from how little we see this motherfucker and how he is the head of the house, mostly because Nozel isn't named head, this guy has a very hands off approach to children. Especially considering this may have been a political marriage.

But, first and foremost, we can see that, the memory Noelle has on him, is... well, this.

I want to emphasise that Silva Patriarch calls her the Steel Warrior Princess and how the last thing she left behind, Noelle, was useless.

I'm going off on a limb to say that the reason why Silva Patriarch was so focused on Acier being a warrior, calling Noelle, his own damn child, useless (likely because of her difficulty with magic control) and so unbothered with taking care of his own kids, is probably because he's probably more war/colonialism focused. Since we know for a fact he had Water magic, he probably had a disadvantage to war, unlike Acier, who was able to stand her ground against Mereoleona, despite having a strength and element disadvantage.

Now I'm not saying that Papa Silva married Acier to project his warmonger fantasies on her but ain't no way this man had nothing nothing to do with it.

With that being said, it's probably not unusual that he'd probably be against Acier having Noelle, which may be why he shows so much... resentment or animosity towards her.

So now, he probably saw that Acier had Noelle and then, consequently, her health declined drastically, essentially ending whatever campaigns he had in mind, man's probably lost his mind in rage and, seeing as how he may have been against Aciers last pregnancy, blamed all of it on Noelle.

It would make sense. No one, NO ONE, with a decent fucking brain would blame a literal child for the death of the head of the house, especially if that child is an infant, the last mementos of the head of said house and was the spitting image of them as well. Especially if they had very little standing in that house.

For the rumor to be spread, believed and accepted, the person who would have had to declare it would be someone who the rest of the house would see as reliable, authoritative and someone who had the context of the situation.

Papa Silva fits the criteria, fits the characterisation and, if my assumptions are correct, has every motive to lash out on Noelle as some petty form of vengeance.

It would also be someone Nozel couldn't refute/go against. Seeing as how Nozel would be next in line as heir, he COULD have dismissed any malicious rumors against Noelle if it were someone not from the direct family branch. Maybe not outright deny rumors because of the curse, but definitely not make it so that its pinning all the blame on the newborn.

The only person who could have the authority to actively make the statement malicious and with the intent to blame Noelle and NOT get his ass whooped by Nozels mentally unstable ass, would be the current head of the household.

TL;DL: Papa Silva was likely a colonial fuckhead that used Acier for his war campaigns and was severely against her being a mother, which she refused to comply to, and when she died due to Megicula's curse, he essentially was the one who kickstarted the cycle of Noelle's abuse.

Tabata, if you start the political/clover rebellion arc after this one, I sincerely ask that you get Nozel to get his ass in gear and unionise the Silva siblings to make this image canon:

[kiame-sama]

Could I possibly request (28 years) the first few weeks/months of Silvas darling being taken by him? Maybe even this first time they had sex?

That is all in the first part of 28 years.

I am, however, going to write what some of that small bit of time between Silva leaving his darling's care and having his darling kidnapped (ie. The only time Silva masturbated in his life were those few days in between).

Warnings; yandere, stalking, masturbation, nsfw, young adult Silva (18-22), temperamental yandere, lewd behavior near a church, 28 years,

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Moving sheets of white fluttered in the wind, casting an almost otherworldly glow as they caught the rays of the sun. The soft rustle of leaves in the trees did well to mask other sounds on the mild day.

An angel was busy putting out sheets to dry on a clothesline, pinning them up and making sure they caught the gentle wind and warm sunlight. A modest long skirted dress covered far too much of this angel's skin, leaving so much more unseen or unknown. It should be expected, she did work as an apprentice in a church, after all. Modesty was the whole point of any clothes worn by those who lived or worked in the abbey.

Bright blue eyes trailed after the dutiful woman as their owner sat concealed in the upper branches of a tree with the best view. Firm muscles pulled taut in their crouched position as the man panted softly. His white mane of hair invisible in the dense foliage around him, his perverse actions remaining equally unseen.

The man was growling and grunting softly, his engorged cock held tightly in his rough hand as he pulled and yanked almost harshly on the appendage. His other hand cupping and lightly squeezing his heavy balls, the stimulation only adding to his pleasure. His fast breaths hissed between his bared teeth, sharp gaze locked on the soft rear of the angel who continued to hang the washing out to dry, unaware of the beast that watched from the trees.

Silva fought to keep his eyes open despite the bliss that flowed through his veins, only able to imagine how warm and wet that soft body must be and how desperately he wanted to bury himself in it. Phantom memories of gentle touches and soft hands caressing his wounds made him throb in need, having never felt such a truly gentle touch in his life. He was used to pain being the driving force in all interactions of his life, finding himself craving the soft touch of more than just those hands on his overheated and needy body. How soft could that angel be when mewling and whining beneath him as he indulges savagely in that soft figure, watching his solid cock spear into her soft hole.

Fuck he was so close!

He bit back his pleasured noises, knowing he wanted to stay concealed and not willing to reveal himself just yet. Each light squeeze he gave his cock only seemed to encourage more blood to flow to the engorged body part, veins popping from the skin as they strained to keep up with demand. All it took from there was the slightest slip of that angel's dress, the shoulder falling down to reveal such a teasing amount of flesh and even showing the beginning curve of her shapely breasts, he was cumming hard and each spurt of fluid painted the leaves on the branch he knelt on white.

"Fuck..!" He breathed, panting softly as he slowly came down from that high, needing to avert his gaze so that angel would not make him hard again, "what have you done to me? You've ruined me..."

Silva sighed, zipping himself back into his pants and moving back through the trees to return to his home, Kukuroo mountain. He had watched that lovely woman for only a day now, having recently left her care. Even when he made it home he longed for that touch, to feel that soft flesh beneath his fingers.

"Master Silva, Master Zeno would like to speak to-"

"Fuck off," Silva growled, passing the butler without another glance in their direction, "if he wants to talk, he knows where to find me."

It didn't take long for his father to seek him out as he sat in his room, looking at his phone which he had used to take photos of that angel of his. Zeno entered the room with an annoyed look, wondering just what it could be that had his typically well-trained son acting like a caged animal towards everyone.

"Explain yourself." "There's nothing to explain, old man." "Boy, you use that tone with me again and I will end our lineage here and now." "Try it."

Zeno debated on ending the mouthy brat he called his son when he noticed the screen of the younger man's phone, a candid shot of a (h/c) woman with soft (e/c) doe eyes. Realization dawned on Zeno as he finally caught that missing piece to why his son was behaving in such a way. He must have found his beloved and is grappling with his intense need, much as his patriarchal family members had for generations before him. Zeno could now see that Silva was acting like any male in a rut would; aggressive, pining, funneling his sexual frustration into aggression towards anyone who wasn't the object of his affections.

"And here I believed you were moody over that useless woman they tried to give us. Clean up your things and move them to a better suited suite." "What the hell are you on about?" "You want her, right? You're going to need somewhere to keep her and her things. I will arrange for her to be collected and brought here." "... When?" "As soon as you agree to stop being unbearable. You'll get to have her as much as you want whenever you want, so drop this newfound rebellious streak and she will be brought here for you."

"... Very well. I will tell you where she is."

[black-clover-imagine]

May I have a heacanon of the Silva siblings with their hair? Thank you~ <3

[Yes, of course!]

Nozel

He, of course, has servants to do his hair for him.

He has tried to do it himself, but that didn’t work out.

Anyone who mentions it usually plummets in his opinion. They may see themselves removed from court.

He likes to maintain his hair a lot, but doesn’t like spending too much time on it.

Solid

Like Nozel, he has servants to do his hair for him.

Unlike Nozel, he never tried to do it himself. He thought it looked good and so followed Nozel’s lead.

Nozel didn’t let him mimic him exactly, so Solid came up with his own thing. (And stuck with it.)

He spends a lot of time on his hair, although more often than not it’s ineffectual.

Nebra

She was really just following the trend.

She also thought it suited her a lot, so she kept it for that reason.

Her brothers point out that she was copying them - although it’s not teasing, as such; Nozel and Solid aren’t those sorts of people.

She puts nowhere near as much effort in as Nozel or Solid.

Noelle

Noelle decided she wasn’t going to do her hair like her siblings.

It’s a small act of defiance on her part.

She likes her hairstyle. In her opinion it makes her look cute and is also practical, especially when practising her magic.

It also makes it easier for her to flick back over her shoulder.

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Prompt: “Waking up next to them” Pairing: Solid Silva x gn!reader Genre: fluff Fanfic type: Oneshot Length: ~0.5k

You cracked your eyelids open.

No thoughts… just a warm, soft bed. A pillow that cradled your head. A blanket that wrapped around you, soft as a cloud. The twilight zone of the early morning when no nothing ran through your mind. No worries, responsibilities, just the blissful state of near sleep.

Was it too early to get out of bed? You really hoped that it was. Because this… was so warm and snuggly, and cozy and… Couldn’t you just stay for a moment longer?

There was an arm that wrapped around you, pulling you closer.

A lock of curly, silver hair tickled your cheek, making you let out a faint giggle. But all it did, was make his hold of you grow stronger. His chest was pressed against your back, and his breath, glided over your neck, as if he didn’t want to wake up either.

An alarm went off, which made the man who had wrapped himself around you let out a grown, from which you could practically taste the frown on his brows.

His hold of you loosened, and her rolled onto the other side to turn the alarm off, only to roll back to you. His arms wrapped back around you, but along with it, he threw one of his legs over yours too, in an effort to tangle himself to you even more.

“Shouldn’t we be getting up?” You asked, more to tease him than anything else, since you weren’t eager in getting out of the bed either.

“We can stay for a while longer,” he uttered, barely awake.

“Won’t your brother be mad if we miss breakfast?”

His hold of you grew stronger, as he nuzzled into the crook of your neck. “Nozel-oniisama will understand,” he insisted.

“Good to know,” you whispered back, settling in to his embrace.

The pillow was still soft and fluffy under your head, and the blankets were as if a cloud. But this time warmth was brought by Solid’s embrace, and tranquillity came with the way you felt his chest rising and falling against your back, along with the sound of his steady breathing.

His hold of you seemed imploring, like he was asking you to never leave. His mere hold of you, pleaded, nearly begged, you to stay by his side.

It seemed like this time of the day, these sacred passing moments, were when he dared to be vulnerable. Something you didn’t imagine him to be. But. You supposed that even the proud Solid Silva, could be vulnerable with the right person.

There was something satisfyingly amusing in it, in the disbelief of being there, and in that moment. But you wouldn’t have traded it for anything, that disbelief. Because that moment, was perfect.

[lyranova]

It's still 30th of November were I live, so I maybe I'm still in time. I don't know if it's too much to ask, but wouldn't you mind writing a little something about Vanessa telling Nozel that she's pregnant? Sorry, but I discovered this ship thanks to the very first fic you wrote about them and you're one of the reasons why they're now in my top 10 Black Clover ships, but you don't need to write it if you don't wanna.

Hiya anon! When I got this ask it was still the 30th for me as well so you sent it in right on time 😁! I try to give everyone a bit of extra time since we all live in different timezones so even if I get a request a little bit late I’ll let it slide 😅! Agwjwjwhbwejwh thank you I’m so glad you enjoyed my Vanzel oneshots 🥺😭, luckily you’ll be well fed for a while (as will other Vanzel shippers) since I have quite a few requests for them recently 😁! But anyway I hope you enjoy this oneshot, it actually came out longer than I had expected it to be 😂!

Word Count: 1,641

Warnings: Pregnancy

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Vanessa let out a soft sigh as she left Owen’s office, she hadn’t been feeling very well the past few days and had assumed it was a stomach virus or some other type of illness that had been going around recently. But what Owen told her was not what she had been expecting to hear.

“ It looks like you're pregnant Vanessa.”

Those words repeated over and over in her head, it was quite a shock, but not a bad one if she were being honest. She had imagined becoming a mom one day, although she wasn’t expecting it to be so soon.

She sighed as she quickly walked towards her broom, she knew she would have to tell her husband. But she also knew he was busy right now with the Magic Knight entrance exams and would probably be busier the next few days as the squad welcomed the new members.

As Vanessa reached out to grab her broom she heard a couple of familiar voices approach.

“ If it isn’t our older brothers girlfriend, what brings you to the castle?” Solid Silva, Nozel’s brother asked as he and Nebra Silva, Nozel’s sister, walked up to her.

“ Isn’t it obvious? She’s probably here to see dear Nozel.” Nebra said with a soft giggle, and Vanessa laughed awkwardly. She didn’t want to tell them the real reason she was at the castle, so she would let the two believe what they wanted.

“ Ah, is that so? Well our eldest brother just went back to his office, we have 4 new recruits from the Entrance exam so he’s finishing up some of the paperwork and room assignments.” Solid said as he jerked his thumb towards the Silver Eagles base.

“ But I’m sure he’d love to see you though, especially since you two won’t see much of each other for a while.” Nebra told her with a warm smile, The pink haired mage nodded and decided to go visit him since she was in the area anyway.

“ I think I’ll do that. I’ll see you two later.” Vanessa told them with a cheerful smile, trying to act as she usually did. She quickly walked past the two and headed straight for Nozel’s office.

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The walk seemed to take a lot longer than it usually did. Maybe it was because she had so much on her mind? She shrugged a bit. Vanessa was debating whether or not she should tell Nozel now or wait until his work was finished with the new recruits. On the one hand if she told him now she was worried he’d be distracted, but on the other hand she worried he would be upset that she didn’t tell him the day she found out.

She shook her head, she really had no idea what to do.

Vanessa stopped as she stood outside her boyfriend’s office door, it felt like her heart was beating right out of her chest. She quickly took a deep breath, put her usual smile on her face, and knocked on the door.

“ Come in.” She heard her husband say on the other side, she slowly opened the door and poked her head around.

“ Is this a bad time?” Vanessa asked casually as she crossed her arms and leaned against the door, she watched as Nozel looked up from his papers and looked at her in surprise.

“ Of course not,” Nozel started, but after Vanessa cut him a knowing look he sighed. “ Alright maybe it is a bit of a bad time, but I was just about to take a break anyway.” He added with an exhausted sigh.

Vanessa chuckled before she walked inside and gently closed the door behind her. She walked over to his desk and sat on the edge of it.

“ You deserve the break, especially since you’ll be busier than usual with four new recruits.” Vanessa said with a small smirk, Nozel sighed again and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“ As happy as I am to have squad members, I can’t help but be a little irritated as that means a lot more paperwork.” He muttered and Vanessa laughed again, it seemed that her procrastination had slightly rubbed off on the Captain.

“ Ah well, you could also forget the paperwork and just spend time with me instead.” She teased as she leaned towards him, she watched as a very faint blush appeared on his cheeks.

“ As much as I would love to, I can’t right now. I have too much work to do.” He told her as he quickly cleared his throat.

“ But,” Nozel continued, his voice a bit softer. “ Maybe once I finish all this work, we can spend some time together…” he added as he gave her a knowing look, Vanessa chuckled as she leaned away and crossed her arms.

“ Aah, so you want a ‘reward’ for completing your work?” She asked teasingly, she watched as his blush deepened and he cleared his throat again. She shook her head as a smile appeared on her face, she leaned down and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “ Alright. Once you finish your work I’ll give you a reward.”

Vanessa moved and sat down in the soft chair that was on the other side of the desk. She watched in amusement as Nozel seemed to fly through all his paperwork.

As she listened to his quill scratch against the paper and the papers rustling together as he placed them to the side, the pink haired witch’s mind began to wander.

She was going to be a mom, and Nozel was going to be a dad. She tilted her head slightly as she tried to imagine it. She had a feeling he would be a pretty good one, he’d be stern, but would love his kids unconditionally. He would treat them the way they were supposed to be treated, and he would try not to make the same mistakes he made with Noelle when she was young.

“ Something on your mind? You’ve been staring at me for a while.” He asked while not looking up from his papers, Vanessa shook her head.

“ It’s nothing. I was just thinking about how you'd make a good father someday.” She told him, she watched as he suddenly paused his writing.

“ ‘A good dad’? You think…I’d be a good dad? I’m not so sure.” He admitted softly, Vanessa frowned as Nozel’s tone grew serious.

“ I wasn’t a good older brother, I wasn’t a good son, so how am I going to be a good father? Especially when you consider how terrible my own father was.” Nozel muttered, still not looking up from his desk. Vanessa could see that there was self doubt and uncertainty in his voice and on his face.

It was an unusual look.

“ That-.” Vanessa tried to argue but Nozel held up a hand to stop her.

“ You know it’s true, so please don’t try to argue. Yes it’s true that I’ve changed and that I’m trying to make up for the wrongs that I’ve done, but it doesn’t cancel out the bad that I’ve done.” He told her softly, Nozel watched as Vanessa stood up and walked over to him. She sat down on the edge of his desk again, turned his chair to face her, and she placed her hands on either side of his face to make him look at her.

“ You’re right that it doesn’t cancel out the bad that you’ve done. But if people were able to forgive Captain Vangeance for what he did, why can’t your siblings forgive you? More importantly, why can’t you forgive yourself?” She asked with a raised brow. “ You’ve atoned and made up for what you did. So don’t you think it’s time you forgave yourself?”

She watched as Nozel’s purple eyes searched hers, what she said was true. That it was time to forgive himself, especially since now Noelle had forgiven him. But still…it would take some time.

“ As far as the ‘becoming a good dad’ thing, it takes time to be a good dad. Just like it takes time to be a good mom. But luckily for us,” She paused for a minute before continuing. “ We have nine or ten months to figure out how to be good parents.”

Vanessa watched as a confused look crossed the Captain’s face. It started out as confusion and then, once her words sunk in, she watched his face change and it became almost unreadable.

“ ‘We have nine or ten months’? Then…does that mean…?” He asked softly, and Vanessa nodded. She clenched the edge of Nozel’s desk as her nerves took over, she couldn’t recall the last time she had been so nervous about someone's reaction.

Nozel suddenly stood up and just…stared at her. She quickly looked away as it made her nerves even worse. Was he angry? Or was he upset? She knew the situation wasn’t ideal. They would probably be talked about due to him being a royal and her a witch, and there’d be terrible rumors about them since the two weren’t married.

Vanessa didn’t care about any of that, but she knew Nozel had no other choice but to care about it, since he was a royal and was a potential candidate for Wizard King.

Nozel suddenly leaned towards her and wrapped his arms around her in a gentle hug, Vanessa was a bit taken aback by the action, but at the same time she felt this wave of relief wash over her.

“ I’m…going to be a father?” He asked her softly, and when she nodded she felt his grip around her tighten slightly.

The two sat together quietly, neither one saying a word. Instead they just let the news sink in, news that they were going to be parents. It was something neither of them expected, but they welcomed it wholeheartedly regardless.

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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!

[honeylemonale]

Regret nozel silva x F!reader

summary: While on a mission in another kingdom, captain yami and a few other black bulls run into a fellow black bull member who has been on a mission for the last 5 years. Captain Yami, surprised to see y/n still alive, asks if her mission was finally over. Meeting y/n for the first, Noelle can’t help but shake off the feeling that she’s met her before. Deciding to ask Captain Yami about her, Noelle comes to find out the history between Y/n and Nozel. What will happen when Y/n finally returns to Clover after all these years?

* This is my first time writing anything like this so idk if it’s any good but this scene popped into my head and I decided to write it out!

*word count: ~3k

*genre: slight angst (?) to fluff

*Not proof read; also most of it is Y/n talking to others about what she should do?? then eventually there’s Nozel x reader more towards the end

- “Captain Yami, can I talk to you about something? Its about y/n” Noelle asked to Yami. “Sure kid, what’s on your mind?” Yami replied. “Y/n, she seems familiar like i’ve met her before but she’s a commoner so that’s not possible.” Yami looked down at Noelle, taking his cigarette out of his mouth he sighed. “Look, I don’t care for Royal drama but chances are she seems familiar because she dated your brother years ago, you probably saw her around your house a lot, heck she was so in love with that prick it was hard to keep those two apart.” Noelle tilted her head confused, “She dated Nozel? Really? I can hardly imagine him even smiling, let alone dating another person, and a commoner at that! But, if they were so in love why did they break up?” Noelle questioned, trying to make sense of the new information. “Dunno, rumor is that they got into a really bad argument and next thing ya know she accepted a mission from the wizard king to go on a 5 year journey exploring different kingdoms. But that’s all I know kid, if you want to know more you’re gunna have to ask her yourself” Yami said as he patted Noelle on the head and walked away.

- It was night and you had just finished taking a shower, when you exited your room you saw Noelle in front of your door looking a bit nervous. “Noelle? Is something wrong?” you asked worried since she was avoiding eye contact. “Umm… I just wanted to talk to you about something” Noelle said hesitantly. “Hm? Sure, let’s go outside and talk then.” You replied, sensing it might be a serious conversation considering her demeanor. You and Noelle stepped outside and sat down at an old bench near a tree. “Whats going on Noelle?” you asked, truth is you always had a soft spot for Noelle since you remember Nebra and Solid were mean to her when she was younger. “I was talking to Captain Yami earlier and he mentioned that your mission is coming to an end, and I just wanted to know if that means you’ll be returning to Clover kingdom soon?” Noelle said, avoiding eye contact. “Hmm, well it’s true that my mission is coming to an end and I need to report back to Clover kingdom to report my findings to the Wizard king, but I guess I’m a bit scared to return?” You chuckled nervously. “Is it because of Nozel?” Noelle asked, catching you off guard. Truth is, you weren’t sure how you were going to face Nozel again after all these years. He’s the man you love but he is also the man you walked out on after an argument all those years ago. Shocked by Noelle’s question, you rubbed the back of your head awkwardly. “Heh, am I that easy to read? But yes, I’m nervous of seeing him again, it’s hard to tell what’s on his mind sometimes and I feel like I’m the last person he would want to see.” Thinking about the last time you saw him, you let out a sigh. “Yami mentioned that you guys used to date before you left, can I ask what happened?” Noelle muttered out. “Haha, wow ya know for a man who claims to hate gossip Yami really does have a mouth on him huh” you laughed out, mentally writing down to scold Yami later for putting your business out there. “Mmm, 5 years ago I was the happiest I’ve ever been. I was with the man that I love and was living my dream of being a Magic Knight! Although Nozel and I had been dating for a few years already there were still many royals who were against it since i’m a commoner. Nozel was constantly being told that he needs to be with a fellow elite and that by being with me, he was bringing shame to the Silva name. I know Nozel did his best to ignore these comments but he’s still a human ya know? Those comments eventually started to affect our relationship and it lead to Nozel and I arguing about our future, he wanted me to quit being a magic knight and start focusing more on becoming proper so as not to continue embarrass the Silva name while I just wanted to protect the kingdom by his side. He told me that he had no need for a filthy commoner in his life anymore and told me to leave, so i did…” you muttered out the last part, as you could feel tears threatening to come out.

- You looked at Noelle, who had tears streaming down her face. “There’s no need to cry! It happened years ago Noelle, what he said hurt but after thinking about it these last few years I understand that it must’ve been hard for Nozel too as the future head of the Silva household.” you said as you gave Noelle a weak smile. “Do you still love him?” Noelle asked. “Mm, I do. He’s my first love after all, I have never met a person who makes me feel as special as he did. I’ve tried getting over him by trying to date others but whenever I’m with another I can’t help myself from wishing it was him. Honestly, a part of me regrets going on this mission because I never gave us a chance to make up, even if he and I would not get back together he is still one of the few people I wouldn’t want to hate me.” you said as you tilted your head back, looking at the moon. “Then come back with us! I’m sure captain Yami won’t mind, that way you can finally make amends with Nozel! I’m sure he at least regrets how things ended. Plus, I don’t even think I’ve seen Nozel look at another woman after you left, I’m sure he still loves you as well!” Noelle said as she stood up and looked at you. “ I don’t know Noelle, I don’t know if I’m ready to face him so soon. I haven’t even thought about what I would even say.” You admitted sheepishly. Noelle grabbed your arm and pulled you back towards the small house, “Well you can think about it for the rest of the night and on our way home tomorrow! Besides someone as beautiful and strong as you has nothing to worry about, if Nozel doesn’t want you back then I’m sure you’ll have other suitors begging for you!” Embarrassed by the sudden praise, you covered your face with your free hand and muttered out an “okay, fine.”

- *Next morning*

- “Noelle said you’re coming home with us? Heh, looks like someone finally put on their big girl pants.” Yami laughed. “Ya know Captain, for someone who claims to hate drama, you really love being in my business” you said slightly annoyed at his comment. “Oh come one y/n, ya know as Captain it’s my job to look out for my members” Yami replied. “Oh don’t give me that bs Captain, you just want to see everything that’s gunna happen” you muttered out as you finished packing your documents. “C’mon y/n, you’re gunna break my fragile little heart if you keep thinking of me like that” Yami said as he placed his hand of his heart. “But seriously, you’ll be fine. You’ve always been able to surpass your limits and become stronger, this is something you can’t keep running away from.” Yami said, surprisingly sound like a decent Captain.

- It was finally time for you to head back to your home, nervous for what was about to happen you hesitantly stepped though Finral’s portal. Suddenly arriving in Clover, everything felt too real. Being overwhelmed, you start to walk towards the Wizard King’s office. “Y/n? Where are you going?” Noelle asked, following you. You pat Noelle on the head, “I have to head to the Wizard King first, to report my findings from these last 5 years, I am still a Magic Knight after all.” “Hmm, are you sure you’re not using this as an excuse to put off seeing Nozel?” Noelle questioned, not buying your excuse. “Heh, you really are smart Noelle, but i gotta go!” you said as you ran off. Running far enough to lose the other members, you head towards the Wizard King with a million thoughts going through your head. You wore a cloak to conceal your identity so no one would run off spreading the news that you had returned. As you arrive to the Wizard King’s office, you knock before being told to come in by King Julius. You enter and notice Fuegoleon and Nozel in the room. Shocked you pull down your cloak to conceal your face even more to avoid Nozel from seeing you. “Excuse me, I didn’t realize you had guests. I’ll come back later to report my findings.” You said, looking at the floor to avoid any eye contact. You tried to leave but before you could Julius called out to you. “Nonsense, we just finished our meeting. Welcome back y/n, it’s been years. I’m excited to hear your report.” Julius said with a warm smile. At the mention of your name Fuegoleon and Nozel to tuned to look at you, both seemingly shocked although they didn’t let it show on their face. “Y/n? It’s been a while, welcome back I’m glad you managed to survive all those years. You seemed to have only gotten stronger!” Fuegoleon exclaimed. “Hello Fuegoleon, it’s nice to see you as well.” you chuckled as you took off your cloak. Fuegoleon was one of the few royals that treated you with respect and didn’t look down on you for being a commoner. He valued strength above all else, and for that you always had respect for him. You turned to look at Nozel who was looking at you as if he was seeing a ghost. “Hello Nozel.” you said hesitantly, not knowing what his reaction would be. He looked away from you and muttered out a faint “Hello Y/n” Fuegoleon looked at the two of you and grabbed Nozel by the shoulder. “Well y/n, it was good to see you again but I’m sure you have a lot to report to King Julius so we shall be on our way.” Fuegoleon announced. And with that, the two of them left the room. You started your report to King Julius, giving as many details and stalling as much as you could. You knew that once you finished you would more than likely be pushed by Noelle to go to the Silva household and talk to Nozel.

- After a couple of hours you were finally done with your report. You left the Wizard King’s office and decided to grab a bite to eat not wanting to return to the Black Bulls base just yet. As you walked around looking for a place to eat, you spotted one of your favorite restaurants and headed towards it. This place had some of the best food in all of Clover kingdom, in your opinion. As you sat down to eat you were reminded of all the times you would drag Nozel there, and even though he would never admit it you knew he enjoyed the food. Suddenly being remind of old memories, you became conflicted on what you should do next. You saw how Nozel looked at you, he certainly didn’t seem very happy to see you nor did he look like he wanted to make amends. You let out a big sigh as you took a bite of your food. After finishing your food and paying, you decided to head back to the base for the day not wanting to run into anyone you knew. Of course as luck would have it, you suddenly felt a hot paw on your head. “Y/n! My brother told me you were back and I couldn’t believe it!” Mereoleona laughed. Ah, Mereoleona. She was always a joy to talk to, sure she was extreme at times but she never held back when it came to her thoughts. You could always count on her to tell you the harsh truth. “Hello Mereoleona, it’s been a while. I heard from Yami that you recently returned as well.” “Hm? Is something the matter? I remember you always had a dumb smile on that face of yours but instead you look like you’ve lost a battle?” Mereoleona questioned, noticing your lack of enthusiasm. “I’m fine, it’s just been a long time since i’ve been back home, it feels a little strange.” you replied, hoping she wouldn’t probe more. “You know you can’t lie to me Y/n, come let’s talk. I can’t allow a dear friend walk around looking so weak.”

- After a couple of hours of catching up with Mereoleona and explaining your current situation with Nozel, she let out a deep sigh. “So you still love Nozel but don’t know how to face him after leaving for 5 years after an argument, is that correct?”

- “Yeah but to be fair he told me to leave! Plus he called me a filthy commoner and wanted me to quit being a magic knight! How was I supposed to react to the man I love telling me that? I was heartbroken and confused, so when King Julius asked if I was interested in this mission I impulsively said yes.” You objected. “Well, do you regret leaving?” Mereoleona questioned. Deep down you felt guilty for leaving but it’s not like you just abandoned him out of no where, right? “I’m not sure… I’ve learned so much these last few years and have become stronger than ever both mentally and physically but I guess I still feel guilty that I left without a word. I know that if Nozel had done that to me I would’ve been devastated“ you admitted. “Hmm, well according to Fuego, Nozel was a mess when he found out you left on that mission, although he never let it show. There was a rumor going around that he tried going after you but was told by King Julius that since he wasn’t your captain, he had no right.” To say the least you were shocked, did Nozel really try to go after you? Did he not mean what he said? A million thoughts ran through your head at once, feeling more guilty about the whole situation. Noticing your shocked state, Mereoleona placed her hand atop of your head. “It seems you have a lot to think about, perhaps it’s time you return back to your base.”

- You returned back to the base still lost in thought. When you were almost home you noticed what seem to be Nozel’s mercury eagle in front of the Black Bull’s base. As you got closer you noticed Nozel looking rather hesitant to knock on the door. “Nozel? What are you doing here?” you questioned, unsure of what his answer might be. Looking back at you a bit surprised he replied, “I’m here to talk to Noelle…about a future mission” avoiding eye contact. You were a bit disappointed he want there for you, but you decided to brush that feeling away. “Oh…I’ll let her know you’re here then.” You replied trying to sound as friendly as possible. As you open the door to enter the base Nozel grabbed your other arm, stopping you. “Before you get her we should talk first.” Caught off guard you simply nodded.

- The both of you stepped onto Nozel’s mercury eagle to avoid any nosy members and wild magical beasts. For a second neither of you two talked just awkwardly avoiding each other’s gaze. “What did you want to talk about?” you muttered, still avoiding eye contact. “Why did you leave without a word?” Nozel asked, his voice a mix of uncertainty and anger. “What was I supposed to do? The man I love yelled at me to leave after I refused to give up my dreams. The man I thought accepted me for who I was called me a filthy commoner and said I bring shame to his family and you know what? He was right! I’m just some stupid commoner who fell in love with a stupid royal! You deserve someone who is in the same class as you Nozel, someone that other royals won’t talk bad about! You ask me why I left without a word? It’s because 5 years I couldn’t accept that we weren’t made for each other, I was a coward Nozel. I ran away from reality because I couldn’t accept the fact that you would eventually fall in love with someone else.” You yelled as tears poured down your face. Nozel looked at you in complete shock at your sudden confession. He reached out to you and pulled you into his embrace as you attempted to wipe the tears running down your face. He felt so warm, you didn’t realize just how much you had missed his touch until this very moment. “How could I fall in love with someone else when I never stopped loving you Y/n? I was an idiot to ever say those things to you, I allowed the opinions of other royals to poison my mind and ended up pushing you away. I have regretted pushing you away like that every day for the past five years.” Nozel confessed as he held you tighter. You looked up to see Nozel’s eyes filled with sadness. “I’ve missed you Nozel” you whispered as you gazed up at him. “I’ve missed you too Y/n, I’m sorry I ever made you feel like I didn’t love you.” Nozel whispered as he placed a kiss on your forehead. “So does this mean we’re back together?” you sheepishly asked. “Nothing would make me happier, love.”

[bowandcurtsey]

Hi! I love your black clover stuff, could i request a one shoot were Solid confesses his love for the reader?

Thank you. Have a great day❤️

AHA! Our first Solid! I hope I'll do it well!! ヾ(･ω･´;)ﾉ

Solid Silva x F! reader

It was a cold winter day when Solid Silva first met you, you looked so beautiful in that long fluffy trench coat. He was just so mesmerised when you walked in with your father, a nobleman who was here to talk business with the Silva Family.

You sat in the huge common room just by the fire, where the servants served you a cup of tea. You tucked your h/c hair behind your ears, showing off your side profile as you sipped some warm tea.

You saw Solid walk by from the corner of your eyes, and you looked up, your e/c eyes meeting his sky blue ones. You gave him a polite smile and a nod of the head, and Solid felt his heart stop for that second.

He never forgot you since then.

---

The flowers were starting to bloom as spring was here and one day, you came again, with your dad as a finalisation of the business meeting from almost 2 months ago.

You were in florals today, you even wore a red lip stick. When solid saw you, he was so mesmerised, he didn't even realise he was staring with his mouth open until....

"it's rude to stare y'know, brother~" Nebra teased, "Her name's y/n l/n, daughter of Sir L/n, they're here to have a shared business with brother Nozel, a new resort. Hearsay they live in Raque~"

"Shut up Nebra." Solid quickly closed his agape mouth and pursed his lips. He walked away from the balcony.

---

Your dad was very happy to close the deal today, so he had a few drinks at the house of Silva, leaving you so bored and tired. He was getting old now, so you accompanied him to his business meetings, ensuring he wouldn't over exert himself.

By 9pm, your dad was completely drunk.

"Lady y/n, allow us to send you and your dad home." Captain Nozel called for his brother Solid over, "Solid, could you send Sir l/n and Lady y/n home? It's getting late and it's not safe for a lady at this hour."

You politely accepted the offer and you left with Solid and your dad.

---

"Thanks for sending us back," you smiled at Solid, "my dad has been looking forward to building this resort for some time now. He's too overjoyed that the Silva family is willing to work with him."

"No trouble at all, Raque is not far from here anyway," Solid quickly said. His heart was almost bursting out from his chest, "H-how about you?"

"Huh? Me?" you raised your brows a little at the young royal.

Shit Solid, what are you saying? He slapped himself internally.

"Oh! I meant, are you happy? About the resort of course!" he stumbled with his words and he felt warmth spread across his cheeks.

"Oh, I guess! Resorts are nice, aren't they!" you gave a little laugh, and Solid thought it was the most melodic sound he's ever heard.

---

"Say, y/n.." he said as you both reached your place. You called for the maids to bring your drunk father back in as you stood at your door, about to see Solid off.

"Yes?" you blinked at him. He does have beautiful eyes, they shone under the night sky. He didn't seem like those narcissistic or prideful guy like people said he was.

"Do you think I could ask you out on a meal some day?" he said so quickly, his eyes darting from yours to elsewhere, then back to yours again. You could even see the tip of his ears turning red.

You let out a small chuckle, it seems that the young master of the Silva family was shy. And it was kinda cute too.

"Sure" you said before turning around and heading back inside.

-end-

I'm sorry it was pretty short! This little scenario just popped up into my mind! hehe <3

[loosesodamarble]

Erika's Next Generation OCs

So I've been having brainrot about next gen ocs. This is partially thanks to @lyranova's Children of the Future series. But also I like to imagine the BC characters having a happy and stable future where building families is possible.

I've shared about the future Nacht x Josele and Nozel x Helia children before but i've got more to share.

I haven't been thinking about the next gen for too long so details are sparse but I hope to build upon the foundations as time goes on. (Maybe if my school work lightens up...)

The children are grouped up by family.

The Faust Family (parents Nacht Faust and Josele Canty [oc]): Sterling, Dawn, Dusk, Sirius, Merel, and Vivian (the family tree)

The Faust Family (AU version) (parents Morgen Faust and Josele Canty [oc]): Albert, Varg, Iris, Valerian, Friedrich, Sable, Blanche, Isolde

The Roulacase Family (parents Finral Roulacase and Finesse Calmreich): Caelum and Rapahel

The Adlai Family (parents Gauche Adlai and Grey): Silver and Clara

The Yami Family, Part 1 (parents Yami Sukehiro and Charlotte Roselei): Saki, Ann, and Kenzou

The Yami Family, Part 2 (parents Yami Ichika and ???): Kai'ichi and Shigehiro

The Enoteca Family (parents Vanessa Enoteca and Selen Nymvire [oc]): Cynthia

The Voltia-Swing Family (parents Luck Voltia and Magna Swing): Jesse

The Silva Family, Part 1 (parents Nozel Silva and Helia Nymvire [oc]): Aecor, Fleuriana, Chalivas, and Soleil

The Silva Family, Part 2 (parents Nebra Silva and ???): Skylar and Elana

The Silva Family, Part 3 (parents Solid Silva and Holly Whitmore [oc]): Eirlys and Ferro

The Silva Family, Part 4 (parents Asta and Noelle Silva): Aimee, Naru, and Filomina

The elves (parent Patry): Avery, Elfrieda, and Alfred

The Cresswell Family (parents Jack the Ripper and Kathline Cresswell [oc]): Daniel and Jill

The Heartha Family (parents Lolopechka and Gadjah): Maris, Neave, and Petrus

Other: Leoray, Kohaku, Gogyō Guardians

[apexland]

Spared

Bloodhound x Reader 

Warnings! Swearing, Violence

Might be a few errors here and there, still need to go through it properly!

Preparing for the drop every legend had a different pre-game ritual that helped get them in the zone before the beginning of every match, some more questionable than others such as Octane who uses the time for gaming, completely strange but I think it would be more concerning to see him sitting still or the likes of Revenant who always disappears before the drop, Mirage always says he’s away skinning something or doing something murderous. Bloodhound though they have always been a scary legend to come face to face with in battles, before every match they sit sharpening the edge of axe that they always carried along with them. Bloodhound always kept their cards close, never giving much away and I think that was the scariest part, being unpredictable. At least with Dr. Caustic you knew he wanted to watch you die a slow and painful death within his toxic gas. 

My ritual before the drop was listening to music, eyes closed, I found it easier than talking to the people I was about to face off with in the arena - it made it easier to pull the trigger without hesitation. 

As I let out sigh I took out my ear buds, knowing from experience the exact time of the drop, opening my eyes I was met with the blank stare of Bloodhounds mask from across the room the slight red glare that stained the glass looking right back at me. 

I peeled my eyes away once the squads flashed up on the screen. “Race you to the LZ” Octane’s rang out from beside me as we stepped on the platform. I rolled my eyes at him.

“You know we don’t have to race if we are on the same team Silva” He was still jumping on the spot the sound of his legs clanking against the ground. 

“Where’s the fun in that amigo?” 

“Let’s break some circuits” Wattson giggled from the other side of me. “Man, I really need to get a phrase” I said, fixing the strap of my boot, before the floor began to open and we were lowered above the destroyed land of World’s Edge, a chaotic mix of the epicentre that lay thick with snow, the dome that was surrounded by deadly lava - making it all the more scarier to fight near it, one wrong move and you would be cooked.

Octane - the adrenaline junkie that he is decided that fragment west would be the best option. The most popular landing spots amongst old and new legends and the spectators favourite spot to see a quick bloodbath. But, luck was most defiantly not on my side today scouting two floors and still having no weapon was not ideal. 

“I need a weapon” I said over the comms, sighing at all of the ammo that was one the floor but no gun.

“There’s a Mozambique here” Wattson’s voice came back over the comms.

“Hey! Isn’t that Chey’s line” Octane laughed. I picked up a few more syringes and cells before letting out a sigh followed by a quiet ‘dibs’. It was a good gun but nothing compared the dominant R-99 or the Volt, which judging by my luck the enemies would already be kitted with.

We moved to another building but it was long before the sound of footsteps sounded around us. “We’ve got friends here” I said quietly, a glimmer of luck started to appear when I found a hemlock of the lack of heavy ammo was disappointing. 

Wattson had put up her fences, the loud sound of the burning electricity warned the enemies off slightly. I peaked through one of the barred windows, spotting wraith who was focused on another door of our building I took the shot but she was quick to phase away. 

“Careful Horizon’s probably going to throw her ultimate over here” I warned my squad mates but Wattson quickly replied “I’ll take care of that”

“Wattson now!” I shouted as I seen newt being thrown towards us along with the deadly gas of caustic but luckily the pylon zapped them both down.

“Let’s go!” Octane yelled as he jammed the syringe into his leg before speeding off and we quickly followed, “Watch for traps Silva” I said, trying to catch up with him. I spotted Wraith trying to portal them out of the building, taking it back as she got the warning in her head. I quickly placed down on of my spike traps, pressure sensitive that once stepped on will send a deadly spike usually through the leg disabling the legend, which is exactly what it had down to Caustic as he was the next one to appear through the rift. 

Quickly taking him out, not giving him a chance to put down one of his traps as he muttered a ‘damn you’. Focusing back on the other two, Octane was already pushing to the building along with Wattson and taking care of the rest of the squad.

Finally getting better loot, I started feeling more positive about the match until the sound of Bloodhounds scan and us being in range. “Shit” I whispered. “We need to move now!” 

We scrambled back into the building, but Wattson had been took down by a triple take, I looked behind be to see the same stained red glass looking back at me as Bloodhound lifted their head from the scope of the sniper.

Quickly getting to work by putting down traps at the doors, taking a peak out of the barred window I quickly ducked back down as a bullet skimmed past my ear from the same gun that took Wattson out. I felt the blood from where the bullet grazed but my attention was diverted by the door across from me opening and then scream from Loba as the spike was deep in her leg, taking my chance I used the mastiff that I picked up from the other team to quickly end things. 

One down, two to go. 

“Careful Silva, Bloodhound has a triple take” 

Rampart was the next of their squad to reveal herself as I heard the distant sound of a barrier being placed up along with Sheila’s red laser scanning the walls ready to shred someone apart. 

“You’ve got to be kidding me” I groaned, just as another one of Bloodhound’s scan revealed us yet again. 

“Can you distract them Silva?” Pulling out one of my most deadly traps, once it hit the ground it sends out a wave of spikes that usually without fail impales the enemy long enough for them to need to heal and just the perfect amount of time for me to take them amount.

There was silence from Silva before I seen the green flash of him flying across the other building from his jump pad, that must be the distraction. I quickly snuck out of the building as I heard them both firing at the adrenaline junkie, quickly pulling the pin of the trap with my teeth, I tossed it in the middle of the pair. Octane had went down because of being lasered with Sheila. Getting closer I finished off Rampart, but as I was about to search for Bloodhound, they found me. 

The scary roar of his beast of the hunt sounded out.

Shit

Making a run for it, I didn’t get very far before a bullet got me right in the stomach, wheezing out for air at the sudden impact. Pulling myself up, my back leaning against the wall, the hunter came closer just like a predator stalking their prey. 

They bend down in front of me but as I waited for them to put me out of my misery I felt a hand caress my cheek, confusion washed over me. The hand moved to ghost over the tried blood that had trailed down the side of area and followed the trail on to my neck, goose bumps appearing after every touch. “You fought well, felagi fighter” My heart was thumping, they were so close it was almost making me forget that I was basically bleeding out, which I eventually did but the comfort from the hound made it less painful. 

_____________________________

Waking up in the respawn chambers up, I sat up with haste but immediately feeling the pain in my abdomen which made all of the events from the match flood back to me. Did I imagine it? Did it really happen?”

Then it came to me.

Making my way to the control room, where the cameras got all the footage the process of editing and making sure it’s ready to be aired to the spectators. I knocked on the door waiting for a response before the door flew open. 

“Hey Ezekiel, can you get me my body camera footage from the last match” He looked at me with a tilt of his head”

“Sur- is everything ok?” He asked, looking at me with concern. 

“Yeah, I just missed a few shots and want to review the footage in training” He nodded before turning around and handing me a USB.

“Thank you, appreciate it”

Taking the drive and heading to my room before plugging it in and clicking on the file with my name labelled on it. Skipping all of the footage until I got to the last fight. It did happen and I didn’t imagine it, I closed the screen of the laptop before biting my nail trying to think of what I should do.

Was I overthinking everything? But they didn’t kill me. They should have, like they had done to both of squad mates.

“Hey Anita, have you seen Bloodhound?” The solider was sat down with one of the weapon manuals that was lying around the communal area, building on her already extensive knowledge of every weapon to ever be created.

“Last time I seen them was in the training yard” I gave a quick nod. “Thanks, Anita”

“You’re welcome FNG” Pausing as I looked at her. “I’m not the new one anymore, you said you’d stop calling me that” 

She shrugged at me “It took you long enough to figure out what it meant, you think I am just going to let that go”

 I rolled my eyes at her mumbling ‘funny’, followed by a laugh from Anita “You’re right it is” She always loved when people didn’t follow her military talk, it meant she could basically speak in her own language without anyone knowing it was meant to make fun of them. 

Making my way to the training yard I pushed the door open, there was few other legends training but everyone usually kept well spaced apart because nobody wanted to get dropped in the training yard, that would be embarrassing. 

I spotted the tall frame of the hound, they were on one the last rows.  

Stopping behind them as the Raven’s bite axe flew to the target landing right on the dummy’s heart, I swallowed. Quickly putting my fear aside before I looked like an idiot just standing ther-

“How can I assist you?” Their voice rang out. Of course Bloodhound already new I was here, walking to the target they collected their axe finally looking at me as they walked back to their original standing position. 

“Ah- I just wanted to ask you something” I said, trying to look anywhere but at the intense gaze that was starting back at me. They nodded, giving me the go ahead to continue.

“Why didn’t you kill me” I asked 

“Did you want me to kill you?” They asked, sounding almost puzzled. I let out a sigh “No- I don’t mean it like tha-” I stopped myself, feeling like an idiot I should have just left it alone. 

Bloodhound tilted their head “You know, never mind- it doesn’t matter” but as I was about to walk off i felt a hand on my wrist, stopping me suddenly. “If it is bothering you, tell me” Bloodhound came closer, the close proximity throwing me off once again.

“Like you did with Wattson and Octane” I paused for a second trying to ignore how close they were to me and gather my thoughts “You took them right out, with no mercy- but you waited with me”

“I didn’t want you to suffer” They spoke, the hand came up to push my hair behind my ear, revealing the small stitches on the top of my ear caused from the triple take bullet. The same movement had that they had done in the match brought back the same feelings, causing me to hold my breathe trying to keep my composure. 

Their hand moved to my stomach grazing over the same area of where they had shot me. “The same reason I shot you here, because it would only wind you and the pain would be minimal” 

The touch sent Goosebumps all over my body, my heart hammering in my ears as I looked up at Bloodhound. “Why” I whispered, both of us lost in the moment because we had managed to get even closer barely any space between our bodies.

“You are special, the Allfather has blessed me with you” Their thumb tracing over my bottom lip then falling to my jaw tracing the few dotted cuts on it slowly, “that is why I could not kill you”

[juviin]

oh my god f

ok but also her magic control is definitely so much better in this bc she would have grown up with yknow. support.

the first time anything weird happens is the exam. mr invented classism nozel silva puts his hand up for not one but two little orphan peasants? everyone is shook. neither of them pick him bc in this noelle is still a tsun disaster but this time her crush has been festering for 16 years so she joins the bulls.

Nozel afterwards is like. fuck. not only is his sister who he dropped at some random church back in the capital, but she looks just like their mother. and he tried to get her to join the silver eagles. begrudgingly, he tells the other two the bare minimum. We have a sister. she is not dead. she is a black bull. no further questions.

Nebra was told that the baby died with their mother but Solid was never told that acier was pregnant when she died so this throws him off. at the star awards ceremony they just kinda. side eye her but they dont confront her bc nozel is breathing down their necks. but solids confusion slowly turns to anger. and then theres the royal knight exam.

Noelle has NO clue why this royal seems to dislike her so much. calling her trash, saying she isnt worthy of any of the attention she gets. shes like. cool. and then blasts him. but that makes more people pay attention to her. this girl beat a Silva, and hey, doesn’t she look suspiciously similar to the late Acier? So now Nozel has to tell her, but that can wait until after they deal with eotms right?

no. the elves accuse her and kirsch of being royals so she’s already ??? Confused. and now this jerk silver eagles captain isnt letting her go and save her hometown. he snaps something along the lines of “ur actually my sister and a royal and u are coming with me.” and everyone is just kinda 😶

she doesnt fully believe him and he’s like “well. we have bigger problems so the explanation will have to wait” until they get to the silva estate and she sees aciers portrait and is like. oh shit. shit. Solid is even more angy than he was in canon.

afterwards he takes her into glamour world and explains everything. noelle is like. well i hate that. do i have to start calling u “brother” now? do i have to go by ur name? hes like no u dont have to go by silva and u dont have to call me brother but like also 👉👈 u can If U Want.

after spade arc her and yuno just joke abt their fucked situation like

Okay have you heard of an “if they met earlier” type AU I found a post on Pinterest with little kid Asta and Noelle and I was just thinking, what if Acier’s last wish was to separate Noelle from the corrupted world of nobles, everyone thinks Acier’s last child died with her, Nozel is the only one that knows, he even chose Hage because there is no way she can find her way back to the capital and 16 years later he sees her in the crowd of commoners at the magic knights entrance exam

This is a REALLY cute idea for the Astelle side of it for one, but also really interseting because

Hage is the hotspot for abandoning royal children apparently

Asta now has TWO super-talented secret-royal childhood friends to compete with

Noelle will definitely get into the Silver Eagles, even if she sucks probably, because Passive Aggressive Sibling Bonding

Nozel will NOT be the only one to recognize Noelle at the entrance exam

SOMEONE is eventually going to call out Noelle on looking so much like a Silva and she will have absolutely no explanation

But Nozel will

Which is REAL awkward with the way Magicula’s curse works

Much to think about

[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

Hey! Will there be a part 5 to the Silva story? It’s absolutely amazing! Just want them to be happy and together, please 🥺

Consequences - Series Masterlist

Pairing: Saul Silva x specialist!reader

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Saul couldn’t sleep. As much as he tried to close his eyes and drift away, his mind was far too preoccupied with thoughts of Y/N. If there was something he knew about her it’s that she doesn’t take kindly to losing people in her life, even if that person is him. 

Saul recognized the look in her eye, the determination to act instead of waiting for a solid plan was driving her and the stubborn refusal to obey his orders fueled her further.

“Fuck”, he whispers under his breath. Sitting up with a grimace, Saul reached for his crutch. He couldn’t just sit around and wait either. It’s not in his blood, it’s not who he is. 

Saul hoped Y/N would be stopped by Farah and if not, he sure hoped she’d be wise enough to wait for daylight. If she went out there now, it could prove to be catastrophic and the idea of losing Y/N was worse than the idea of succumbing to the infection himself. He’d trade his life in for her without a second thought.

He struggled to walk, panting with every step he takes to reach her bedroom. It drains him, aggravates his wounds further, but he has to talk some sense into her.

Licking his lips, he pauses at her door with a heaviness inside his chest that never seems to go away. It’s always there to remind him of all the mistakes he’s made in his life and one of the greatest was letting her believe she meant nothing to him. Saul wanted to shout from the rooftops, tell everyone that she does mean something; that she means the world to him. 

Y/N is everything Saul ever wished for and while he learned to live without her, having her so close had rendered him incapable of imagining his life without her in it once more. 

Knocking on the wooden door, Saul held his breath. He pondered what he could say to convince her to be sensible, to hold his hand instead of a sword because he needs her. 

Saul needs her strength, her presence in his last days. He needs to hear her voice, to feel her warmth and he desperately needs her to forgive him. Even if she hates him, he wants her there when he takes his last breath and he hopes she’d be the one to eliminate him before he becomes a burned one. Sky shouldn’t have to do that.

“Y/N, please open the door.” Saul knocks again, unsure if she’s not opening the door because it’s him or because she’s actually already gone and if it’s the latter, he doesn’t know if he can handle that.

“Please”, he repeats but it falls on deaf ears. She’s not there. “Fuck”, Saul slams his fist on the doorframe, grunting as he turns around and heads back. He’s not sure where he’s going, but sleeping isn’t his priority anymore. He can’t sleep anyway, so why bother?

Finding his way to the lake, Saul lets out a sigh of relief once he spots a familiar woman sitting right in his favorite place at Alfea.

“You’re still here”, Saul states with a grin on his face. 

Looking up, Y/N’s eyes narrow ever so slightly as if she was looking for the perfect comeback but then her eyes fall to the crutch and her gaze softens.

“I just got back”, she speaks but her voice is hoarse as if she had spent the night screaming at the top of her lungs. Clearing her throat, she offers up her hand for Saul to take, helping him sit down beside her.

She takes note of his heavy breathing, swallowing thickly as she remembers the bloody wounds on his back and the dark, black veins spreading around them.

“I couldn’t find it”, she speaks through gritted teeth, her eyes on the moonlit lake before them. “I really thought I’d find it.” She presses her lips together to stop herself from saying anything else. She’s angry, bitter and devastated. 

“I’m glad.” Saul sighs, his eyes focused solely on her. She faces him with a glare, but he smiles nonetheless. “If I have to choose, I’d choose your life over mine.”

“What makes you think I wouldn’t do the same?” Y/N remarks, refusing to break eye contact. She’s constantly hoping the black ring surrounding his usually bright eyes would clear, that a miracle would occur and she’d see the ocean blue once again. 

Lips twitching, Saul lets out a breathless chuckle, “I thought you hate me.”

“I do”, Y/N confirms as she shrugs, “It’s a fine line”, she continues, “Love and hate, it’s all blurring for me.”

“So you love me?” Saul raises an eyebrow, hopeful. He’s barely containing himself from cupping her face and planting his lips on hers, but he’s waiting patiently - as patiently as possible with what little time he has left.

“I hate you for getting hurt and for forcing me to realize just how fucking in love I am with you even after a decade only to have you die on me.” She’s speaking fast, shaking her head as if she can’t believe her own words either but she’s unable to stop herself from saying what’s on her heart and has been since as long as she can remember.

“I’m sorry”, Saul whispers as she chuckles in disbelief.

“Yeah?”

Nodding, Saul smiles, “I’m not sorry for loving you. That I’ll never apologize for.” 

Rolling her eyes, she wets her lips. “Can you do one thing for me?” She asks quietly, her voice shaking as her lips quiver in anticipation of his answer.

She shattered his calm by smiling more deeply and holding out her hand. Instinctively, he took it, fingers closing firmly. Then he caught himself. His expression rigidly impassive, he looked down at her face, into her eyes, warm and alluring, and struggled to find some way to tell her this was madness. That, after all that went down between them, this isn’t how their story should end.

“Anything.” Saul breathes out.

Y/N gave him no time to wrestle with his conscience, she tugged and pulled herself up to sit in his lap, face to face. With no excuse forthcoming, Saul inwardly sighed, allowing his firm chest to graze hers.

She relaxed against him, warm and trusting, only to impinge on his senses in a thousand different ways. Her very softness tensed his muscles; her curves, fitting against him, within his arms, invoked his demons. He drew a steadying breath and her perfume washed through him, subtly evoking, enticing. Her hands slid over his arms, wrapped around her waist, and came to rest on his hands, her warm palms curved over the backs of his.

Swallowing thickly, she draws in a shuddered breath and whispers, “Don’t die.”

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[succulentsunrise]

My Father Told me - Nozel

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Nozel is the heir of House Silva. He lost his mother's will and forgot his father's lessons.

Chapter 5 - He watches from his mountain walls

Warning: Child emotional abuse, abandonment of children, death, SPOILERS FOR CHAPTERS 297-303 (related to Acier Silva).

Word count: 1926

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The days went on, the sun rolling up and falling down time after time, and Acier Silva’s condition didn’t turn any better.

Nozel was the only one who knew why.

There was such desperation in father’s eyes as he walked out of mother’s room that Nozel could not meet his gaze. Guilt weighed heavy on the young boy’s heart. He knew the doctors were useless, them and all their treatments and attempts. The curse was slowly withering his mother to nothingness, and he couldn’t tell anyone. Mother had warned him: those he would tell the tale to would contract the same sickness as her. If he told anyone, he would die as well. Therefore, it was imperative that Nozel let them believe her condition was simply growing worse due to the difficult birth. He could not say a word, not even a hint. It was far too difficult for him, however. He had to watch his father’s shoulders slump deeper every month. Nothing brought a smile to his face anymore. It had been a difficult feat in the past, but now it was simply impossible. It affected his siblings too, naturally. Nebra became more silent and simply stood by father’s side. Despite their many arguments, it looked like she tried to reach out to him. He held onto her small hand, and Nozel felt a small spike of jealousy from such a tender action. Solid was too young to know anything, but even he seemed to cry more often. Perhaps it was just his imagination. Nozel devoted all of his time to studying and researching. He ignored his friends’ attempts to reach him and spent many sleepless nights scouring through books even when his concentration was already gone. He cried many nights, curling around himself and then forcing himself to read more passages through blurry eyes. He would have forsaken eating if the servants had not taken care of that. There was so much he didn’t understand - theories that referred to other ones, which he didn’t find or comprehend, concepts that he had to learn himself, and fables that were far removed from reality. The more sick mother became, the more insane the whole family went. Nozel felt himself go crazy, whispering the words in the pages so that his tired mind could understand them. He felt that the more he repeated them, the more strange and confusing they became. Night after night, he studied himself into insanity, until his mother bade him to stop. Nozel saw his father go mad in his sorrow, barely acknowledging his work or children - barely doing anything. He simply sat by mother’s side or stared out of windows like a ghost. It was like he was dying with her. Nozel saw Nebra grow cruel in the way she lashed out, now free to do so without father’s scolding and without anyone to quell her anger. The outside world saw her become bitter and angry, while only he saw her overflowing sorrow. Nozel saw Solid, small Solid, try to reach out to them all, and be rejected. He was left to the servants, only occasionally seeing his mother, and barely receiving the attention of his father.The year was long, and only two things kept Nozel sane: his mother’s smile and the fact that he would have his grimoire soon. Surely there would be some spell that he could use to save mother.

There were, naturally, people who didn’t allow Nozel to simply shut off himself and research all day. Fuegoleon was one of the most important people. During the wait, he would visit often and take Nozel’s thoughts somewhere else. It made him feel almost guilty - it was time he could spend on finding a way to cure mother. It was all on him. No one else knew, and no one else had detected the curse magic on mother or on himself. He had tried to make them search for it, but it was impossible to make it happen when he couldn’t tell why. He was just a child in their eyes. After half a year had passed, Nozel couldn’t get in contact with his father to even begin to ask. It was perhaps therefore that Fuegoleon’s presence brought a little bit of joy into his life. Sometimes they would hang out, just the two of them, and Fuegoleon would show off his spells or they’d talk about their dreams of defending the Kingdom. They’d discuss the recent politics and their limited understanding of the decisions made. It would turn Nozel’s thoughts elsewhere and briefly give him a peace of mind. More often, however, Nozel would gather his siblings to be with them as well and find something they could all do together. Fuegoleon was very understanding of this. It was very comforting. Fuegoleon didn’t care that Nozel’s younger siblings were playing with them. It was as if he in some level understood the necessity for it - the tragedy that had struck them - the need to stick together. At least he tried. Nebra would stay with them for a while, but then disappear somewhere else. She was isolating herself more and more. Nozel knew why. He had confronted her about it, but she had lashed out at him. After a long conversation, the truth had come out: Nebra felt as helpless as he did. Neither of them could do anything for their mother, and she just withered away. Nebra couldn’t stand to see her like that, but at the same time, she felt horrible for not visiting mother. She had tried to stay by father’s side, but he wouldn’t let her. She was certain he hated her. She was certain that soon she would have no parents at all. Nozel had held her then, gently, letting her cry in his arms. He had promised that he’d be there for her. He promised to protect her. It had calmed down Nebra at least a little bit. Nonetheless, she was not one for much company nowadays and continued to be openly hostile towards Noelle.

She blamed the small baby for everything…

...if only I could tell.

The year went on, and no cure was found, and they grew more and more insane. It felt like a nightmare, and Nozel still couldn’t tell anyone. It was eating him inside.

Perhaps my grimoire will hold some way to fix this.

This was the utmost thought in Nozel’s mind when the time for the ceremony came. It was the only thought he had as he ran in the cobbled streets, hugging his book to his chest. His spindly legs moved faster than ever before, racing as they had never raced before. Even as he tasted blood in his mouth, Nozel didn’t stop. There was only one thought in his mind: to get to mother. He ran past the gates and into the entrance hall, where he stumbled to a fast-paced walk. No running inside. His ragged breath echoed in the corridor along with his steps. His state was wildly inappropriate, but what did he care? It was not like father was here to see it. It was not like anyone was. Nozel headed straight to the room where he knew his mother rested. There was an older servant by the door. She raised a finger to her mouth quickly, shaking her head.

“The lady’s sleeping, young Master,” she whispered.

Nozel stared at her and then the door. The idea that mother wasn’t available hadn’t even struck him. Mother was asleep. Two desires fought in his head: to show his grimoire and to let his mother rest.

“The Lord is there with her,” the servant added.

Her wrinkled eyes looked worried. Nozel could see that she was hoping he wouldn’t disturb them. It was perhaps for the best. Father was there, after all. He nodded to the servant and continued on his way, slowly catching his breath. His legs felt weak after the exertion. He found his way to his room and fell onto his bed, exhausted. It wasn’t just the run. It was everything. The months of silence, of seeing his siblings curl inwards and reject the world inside and outside - the change in himself. The desperation. The world felt like it was ending. Slowly, Nozel untangled the book from his own arms and opened it. It wasn't a very thick book, but its cover was extravagant and beautiful. He opened the first page, knowing that the spell he was searching for wouldn’t be there. It would be the last spell. That was the idea in his mind, and he held onto it stubbornly. The last spell would be the one that would save his mother. First page: a simple spell meant for fighting. It sounded simple at least. Nozel turned the pages absent-mindedly. Normally he would test them immediately, but he couldn’t find the energy now. After all, normally after a ceremony like this someone would’ve been there to receive him, to ask about his grimoire, to ask about his spells. No one was. Fuegoleon would ask when they’d meet again, and likely Nebra would want to at least take a look. Mother would ask. Nozel’s heart leaped once. It would be a good way to cheer up mother a bit. Show the grimoire. They could together find out what spell was on the last page. The spell to save mother. Nozel’s arms wavered a bit, not used to holding a book above his head like that. He slowly lowered the grimoire to his chest and closed his eyes.

Nozel felt tiredness wash over him almost like a wave. There was his beating heart trying to relax, and the restless thoughts, and the need to check up on his siblings - but right now, being alone and content about his grimoire felt right in some way. There was a simple quietness to the estate, with the occasional steps of the servants or a noise from outside. Nozel wasn’t quite certain how long he lay there, only that finally, at some point, he awakened again. He pushed himself up and looked around himself. The sun hadn’t yet fallen from the sky. Perhaps he had slept an hour or half? Maybe he could visit mother. Nozel brushed his hair and tidied up his clothes a bit, and hugged his grimoire to his chest again. The corridors were empty and silent as he walked towards mother’s room. It felt eerie in a way. He only started hearing noises the closer to the room he got.

There was a wail.

A wail so empty and broken that Nozel knew at once what had happened.

There were no servants at the door anymore. It was the only barrier between blissful ignorance and the cruel truth. For some reason, Nozel didn’t feel any hesitation. On some level, he feared more not knowing. He opened the door quietly. Inside, clutching a pale hand, his father wept. Mother’s face was turned towards him, frozen in a neutral expression. Somehow, it still looked like she was smiling in a gentle way. Nozel dropped the grimoire in his arms.

Time froze.

His heart froze.

His mother never saw his grimoire, or his spells. The last page never contained a magical cure for her, or if it did, it never reached her. Happy endings were a dream of a childhood that was slowly vanishing into translucent memories.

Mother had succumbed to the curse of Megicula. The name would become burnt into his memory, a gag that he wouldn’t be able to remove for many coming years.