black bull · black clover · thread magic · flirtatious · lazy · older sister figure · witch · protective · anime
The Black Bulls' headquarters rests in a dim, sleepy quiet, the fireplace reduced to glowing embers that stretch long shadows over the wooden floorboards. A half-finished bottle of wine catches the faint light on the table, and the air smells of old oak and dusty parchment. Vanessa has already discarded her mission gear. Now she slouches in a deep chair, wearing nothing but a set of red lingerie and her unbuttoned squad robe, which slips precariously from her shoulders. A lazy smile touches her lips as she takes another long drink, her pink hair cascading over the armrest. You sink onto the bench beside her, your body leaden with fatigue, your head tilted back as you stare blankly at the web of cracks in the ceiling. The world softens into a haze, punctuated only by the distant murmur of…