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wiirocku · 2 years

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1 John 2:6 (NLT) - Those who say they live in God should live their lives as Jesus did.

#1 John 2:6 #who say #they live #in God #should #live #their lives #as Jesus did #scripture

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thoughtfullyrainynightmare · 2 years

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Hello! Me again :))

Can you make a one shot that centers on a scene where they're at an event where all noble circles and magic knights will be present, everything is going swimmingly until a certain noble decides to insult the Silva family, particularly their mother, Acier, that causes Noelle's power or mana to go berserk causing the entire place to shake (similar to what happened at the seabed temple) making everyone feel scared by her massive mana and everyone tried to snap her out of it, especially Nozel? THANK YOU!

Hiya,

So, I decided to make this from Noelle's point of view, in an effort to explore her emotions. I figured that there must still be a lot of unresolved emotions in there, and that they can flare up, if given a spark. I do hope you like this

Characters: Noelle & Nozel

Genre: General

Fanfic type: Oneshot

Length: ~0.9k

Tag list for Nozel: @emiliadekker @axching @lirathy

Yet another noble event. Or, well, not just exclusively nobility since the Magic Knights were attending as well. It was an attempt to form stronger bonds between nobility and the knights.

Why that was necessary was beyond Noelle, since the knights already were on good terms with nobility, given how most of the knights were nobility themselves. But she supposed that it was … just a custom, just a way things were.

Another matter was why she had to be there. Since wouldn’t it have been better for the higher ranking, older knights to be there. Because there was hardly a benefit in having the younger knights, of lower military rank, attending, right? Though Vanessa had asked if she wasn’t at least a little bit intrigued by what was going to happen at the event. So, maybe that was the point. Just showing her, and her other fellow knights, just what these events were about.

And she should’ve been one of the most… at ease with situations such as these, because she was royalty. But. She wasn’t. Because there was again that all too familiar atmosphere of judgement around, even if she was more comfortable now than before.

There were just too many memories trying to surface all at once. And she couldn’t help it. The feeling of a weight collecting onto her chest, even if she knew that she’d be alright. Her friends were there, and she was sure that her siblings would… they’d be better too. Perhaps they wouldn’t jump to her rescue quite as promptly as the Bulls, but they’d be better about it. Because they were trying to work it out. They were trying to pick up the pieces and become a family again.

But still, the feeling remained.

She couldn’t stay still, just standing at the corner of the room. The answer as to why she couldn’t, the official reason, was that she was royalty, and she was supposed to make rounds, be present. But the genuine, real reason was that she felt much too restless. She needed to move around.

Perhaps she should have listened to the conversations around too. Perhaps. Keep an ear open. Maybe. That was an unspoken … custom, of the noble circles. You listen. To what people say, and more importantly what they don’t say. Who’s ‘whit it’ and who’s not. That collection of dresses from two months ago? Why are you still talking about it? To compare it to a much better one? Passable. You think it’s still better than the new ones? Unforgivable.

Just a bunch of dumb things. Unimportant things. An affair. A marriage. An RSVP too late. The usual. The meaningless. And somehow, the important.

Until something caught her ear. Even if she wasn’t listening. She wasn’t but still the…

“The Silva’s? If you ask me the House is in shambles. And I blame Acier for it.”

The statement was spoken with a whisper, clearly meant for the ears of just one other person. That wretched stream of… no, web of nothing but toxins. And she-, couldn’t-

She didn’t realize that her head turned towards the sound, the speaker, even if she didn’t recognize them by name. She didn’t realize. All she felt, was the weight on her chest growing, and growing.

Her mana went along with it as she just stared. At the person. Claiming that their family was the way it was, because of her mother. Which was NOT TRUE.

And sure, they might have been just broken people, trying to heal, but at least they were trying to! And he-, made it sound like a shame. Like an embarrassment.

“Mother was not weak!” She yelled, failing to realize that the walls around her were bending.

Mana, as if the tides of the deepest oceans, roaring around her.

She didn’t realize that she was still staring.

There were voices calling out to her. A hand being placed onto her shoulder. She couldn’t distinguish what the voices told her, but she was sure that they were directed at her.

It must’ve been.

They must’ve been. Even if they were distant.

Coming closer.

“Noelle!”

There was a weight on both of her shoulders, and a pair of mauve eyes looked at hers.

She blinked, and felt how her muscles were tense. So, she took a deep breath, and tried to let the tension seep into the floor, as much as she could.

“Sorry, Nozel-oniisama,” she mumbled under her breath. To which Nozel nodded, just once, but he did. They’d need to talk about this, what she had heard, and how she felt, but it wasn’t now, and t wasn’t here.

And yet Nozel turned around, looking at the man who had, apparently, made a comment about their mother being weak. “Our mother was not weak. The house of Silva, is not weak. And if you care to differ, perhaps we should put your power to the test.” His tone was cold, distant, filled with the winter frost Noelle had felt once upon a time.

But it wasn’t winter anymore. It was spring, and from there, soon, it’d be summer. At least now she knew that she had her family behind her too.

#black clover fanfiction #noelle silva #nozel silva #their lives #black clover oneshots

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sunsmemories · 2 years

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i grieve for a love

that is not my own—

perhaps this is what the fates meant

when they foretold

that your story will stand

with time.

infinite lovers

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peculiary · 2 years

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Red Tornado #1 May 1, 1985

#most people #people #people i know #low-paying jobs #jobs #no prospects #their lives #complete #i love you #can't be #not all there is #can it #eyes

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earlyspringtranscendence · 1 year

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idk jackshit about The Business & i understand dax has some questionable opinions or whatever but the idea that ftr would go back to wwe is so unfathomable to me like im not saying the rumour is wrong (again: idk jackshit about the business) but more that like. honestly if they do go back & they get treated like shit im gonna victimblame them a little bit. like i wont lie.

#its not that theyre having such a beautiful gorgeous wonderful run at aew and that i dont understand why they would want a little more #but like. the way they talk abt leaving wwe is so intense & as if it was such an emotionally exhausting period for them #that if they went back id just be like. ok so were u lying then or r u lying now.#i mean i also dont really care like id care a little bc im less fond of wwe generally but like im not incapable of watching more than one #show. altho ideally. but we know i think this. but ideally theyd just go to roh and fight the briscoes every single day for the rest of #their lives

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shitpostingkats · 2 years

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Ienzo: You know, I always thought of you as a father figure. Blond older scientist man, evaporating on the spot: what the fuck

#vexen #ansem the wise #this babey really cant keep a mentor/father figure to save his life #or rather #their lives #rambles

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unstablecryptid · 3 months

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good riddance live

#tumblr live #shitpost #come get yalls shirts

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knucklestheenchilada · 4 months

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IF YOU’VE INTERACTED WITH ANY VERSION OF THIS POST YOU AUTOMATICALLY LOVE AND SUPPORT MY TRANS AND QUEER SIBLINGS

#tumblr live

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camping-with-monsters · 20 days

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For those of you who weren’t able to get 100% of the total solar eclipse today… I gotchu <3

#THE MOON WAS OVER THE SUN THE MOON WAS OVER THE SU #we were in the 100% area like I just casually live here lmao #april 8th eclipse #total solar eclipse #solar eclipse #2024 eclipse #April #photos #eclipse photos #eclipse #2024 solar eclipse

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wizardpotions · 4 months

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Christmas as a cultural icon is starting to get really dystopian in a climate sense, december has historically been a time of year in which there would be snow in a significant portion of europe and north america, and the fact that its not even icy this time of year and all the christmas songs and decorations reference a time of year that will likely never exist in the same way again in my life time is so strange.

#for reference i live in scotland so it is weird that there is no ice or snow in december anymore #shitpost #not really but its just how i find my original content #christmas #climate change

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vilea777 · 1 month

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sorry i cant hang out i forgot how to mimic human like behaviour

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thoughtfullyrainynightmare · 2 years

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Congrats to your 9k followers. And I see that requests are open again. Do you know the song "Sleepsong" from Secret Garden? It gives me some Silva feelings somehow (don't know why), especially with Nozel and Noelle. So, could you please write something for them inspired from this song? Thank you and keep writing in general.

Thank you! ^-^ (But for clarity's sake, it's 900, not 9k ^^') Unfortunately I didn't know it, but I put it in the background to play as a loop as I wrote this. Hopefully you'll like it! ^-^

A/N: From Acier's point of view, as her soul fades away

Genre: Angsty fluff

Fanfic type: Oneshot

Warnings: It's from a pov of a dead character, so... angst?

Length: ~0.6k

My dear daughter and son. I am so proud of you. I have always been so proud of you.

Nozel, my eldest, my little silver hatchling… You’ve grown so much. You’ve become so strong. I still remember when you were so small; back when I used to watch you by your crib, singing lullabies in the dead of the night. I remember when you took your first steps, ready to begin the journey of leaving the nest. And I remember the first time you cast a spell.

The day I told you to look after your siblings, you seemed determined. You seemed so dutiful, even back then. And I can see how much you tried.

Oh my son… you tried so hard. I hope that you know in your heart, that I know just how much you tried. Because a mother knows. A mother feels. I feel your pain as my own.

Just remember, that it is alright to ask for help.

…

Nebra, my eldest daughter. You’ve grown so beautiful. Graceful. My daughter who is a swan with a long neck; holding your head high for all to see. I see the pain, the loneliness that resides in your heart as well. Oh my dear daughter. I remember the time when I used to braid your hair, because you insisted that I was the best at it.

The day I told you that you are a lady blessed with grace, I saw the glimmer in your eyes. I saw how it made you lift your head, that swan like neck of yours. I remember how faintly, how gently, you thanked me back then.

Just remember that sometimes one must bow one’s head.

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Solid, my second son. I barely saw you grow. But I remember how you wanted to be good. I remember how eagerly you ran to me, asking if you had done well; as fast as your little legs could carry you. I still remember how your plump cheeks held a tint of red from all the smiling you did back then.

The day I told you that you’d always be good, as long as you’d listen to your heart, your eyes opened in amazement. There was such a hopeful flicker in them. The way you looked at me, and knew that within yourself there were the keys of being the best you could be.

Just remember that sometimes the quiet voice of your heart, can be muffled by those of others. Listen to only the gentle whispers of your conscience.

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Noelle, my second daughter. My youngest. You I got to meet. And I am sorry that I couldn’t be there for longer. I am sorry that I didn’t see more of your journey, as I barely got to see you smile. I barely saw you flutter your wings. My child who had to carry the burdens of this family.

This day, even if I’m only a whisper of a soul, I tell you that you will be beautiful. You will be strong. You will be grace and beauty.

Just remember that you need to trust your own strength.

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My beloved children. I can no longer be there. I can no longer share my wisdom with you. But I wish that there will be some grace of heaven watching over you. And may that blessing always guide you on your way.

My silver hatchlings, each of whom is gorgeous, strong, and loved by me.

Just remember, that your mother loves you.

Now, and forever.

But now… I must sleep. Perhaps, after many, many years from now, we’ll meet again. But until then, as I fade away, I bid you goodnight.

Just remember… that your mother loves you.

#their lives #nozel silva #acier silva #noelle silva #nebra silva #solid silva #black clover fanfiction #black clover oneshots

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onlytiktoks · 2 months

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#tiktok #blind #visually impaired #braille #mona lisa #inclusion #inclusivity #accessibility #disabled lives matter #disabled life #disabled #louvre #art museum #museum #louvre museum

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peculiary · 1 year

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Seven Soldiers: The Manhattan Guardian #1 Mar 23, 2005

#they're arguing #arguing #arguing about money #money #again #i can't watch #watch #their lives #lives #falling apart #lives falling apart #like this

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butchfalin · 5 months

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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

#yeehaw #1k #5k #10k #posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference #edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense #also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags #1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now #he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic #2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign #like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock #3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing #it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is #extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once #it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life #i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about #Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect #if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it #aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week

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soyalexnajera · 3 months

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RIP Tumblr Live, you wont be missed

#tumblr live #alex.txt #tumblr

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