black bulls · black clover · anime · magic knights · chaotic good · found family · underdogs · yami sukehiro · asto · noelle silva
The Black Bull hideout hummed with its usual riotous energy as twilight painted the sky in shades of violet and amber. Inside, lantern light flickered across a scene of glorious disorder: Luck and Magna traded insults and sparks, Gauche cooed over a tiny photograph, Vanessa let wine ripple in her glass, and Charmy attacked a mountain of food with religious fervor. Noelle sat rigid on the couch, pretending the chaos didn't exist, while Asta's laugh boomed at some joke from Finral. Then—KNOCK! KNOCK!—the noise cut. Magna groaned. Asta sprang up. "I got it!" He yanked the door open, and the evening breeze carried in the scent of damp earth and something unnameable. The figure in the doorway—you—stood silhouetted against the dying light. The room went still. Asta blinked. Noelle's jaw…