Well, I'm pleased to introduce you to the parents of the fiery Vermillion's. Since they were invented a long time ago, there will be two different age categories 🦁
Ada and Adenoleon aged 20 to 25 (two drawings were painted in 2023)
HEY! HEY HEY! I have a request! :))) so I have this idea that Yami has a younger brother and the little brother come to the Clover in hopes of finding him. I think Yami washes up where the village(?) underwater was but instead the little brother washing up there he is near hage
So! I probably should have stated this as a x
F!reader type thing kinda enemies to lover because y/n doesn’t like the clover kingdom or the magic knights but has a sweet spot for kids so she’s determined to help little brother out…*ahem* I dunno if I put enough info here for you to go off of and I HOPE that this meets the requirements for a request 😛🙏 maybe she’s a spy from the spade and she had a change of heart bc Yami is… Yami!
I’m going to leave this in your hands now 😛🙏🙏
Hello hello~
Hmm, a spy eh 😏 there's so many possibilities for pining and hesitation and the tension! An excellent idea 👌
I made this as a kind of a prelude to a romance, but I do hope you like it!
Pairing: Yami Sukhiro x f!reader
Genre: fluff/slice of life
Fic type: Oneshot
Length: ~1.3k
You looked at the young man you had just fished out of the ocean, cooking some fish on a camp fire. Well. Technically you hadn’t fished him out of the ocean, just found him on the shore, but since he was lying face down in the sand, you might just as well have fished him out.
Though you were supposed to be spying on Cloverians, you couldn’t just help but feel sorry for the young man, boy. Boy compared to you.
And he hadn’t exactly struck you as a Cloverian. Maybe it was the clothes he wore, or just his general being, but what had sealed the deal for you, of him not being from Clover, was his accent. Or language, actually. His speech was understandable, but clumsy and… simple. Simple sentences that conveyed his thoughts to an extent, but nothing elaborate. But. It sufficed.
You looked at him, looking intently at the fish that he was cooking, being mindful of not burning the sleeves of the clothes you had lent him. Just baggy pants and a shirt. He was lucky that you had a change set of clothing, one that fit him. Because otherwise he would have been stuck trying to stay warm in soaked through clothes, and that was one hell of a situation to be in.
You crossed your arms and looked up to the evening sky with a faint sigh. The boy had introduced himself as Kage, and told you that he had set sails to find his brother. Which struck you as brave, idiotic, deranged and admirable, give the circumstances. Because, sure, there was logic in allowing the tides to carry him away from his homeland the same as the brother, and hopefully taking him to the same location as his brother years before him. But. There was a lot of ‘hope’, ‘ifs’ and ‘buts’ associated with it.
It was hardly a plan. But you had to admit that the kid had some guts. And he would continue looking for his brother, which brought you around to the request he had made a short while ago, one, because of which, you were now furiously thinking.
You were here as a spy. Kage did not know that and you sure as hell weren’t going to tell him. You did not like being in Clover. You weren’t going to tell him that either. But. You were going to go around the country anyhow, with the maps and vague ideas of places you had been given, so… you might just as well let him tag along. You were both on unfamiliar grounds, but he had the added difficulties of not really knowing the language and not being properly equipped.
“Sure… I’ll help you out,” you told him with heavy syllables, making a decision right there and then, that if it started to look like you’d do him more harm than good, then you’d part your way from him. Because… the last thing Kage needed was being associated with a spy.
So, you started travelling around, him trying to find information about his brother, which was like trying to find a needle in a haystack, and you just… trying to gather information. And as you did so, you learned about a squad of knights that was led by an… eccentric man. One that peculiar, rare type of magic, which seemed to spark light in Kage’s eyes, and he insisted that you’d search this squad out. Which you didn’t quite oppose, since… if this was an ‘eccentric’ bunch of knights in the kingdom, maybe there’d be worthwhile information in there. It could very well have been that this squad would be the trump cards Clover would utilize, and that information would be highly valuable, if that was the case.
And though it took a while, to locate the base dep in the woods, in a place that one wouldn’t really expect a Magic Knight Base to be, you finally found it.
You were greeted by two young men, one with fire magic and the other with lightning.
They didn’t seem too suspicious, more… eager, or curious, asking if you were lost. How strange, you thought. Maybe Cloverians are as dumb as they say…
Kage, however, eagerly explained to them his situation. And after some chatter, the two said something about their captain, and ran off, telling you and Kage to follow. Like a couple of school kids. How naïve…
So, you were there, lingering in the side lines when a man, built like a fridge, emerged from inside the base. And there was… something, in the way he looked at Kage, and Kage looked at him. After which they began speaking in that strange language of theirs.
There was a hug. One that only brothers could share.
Kage cried.
The older brother looked like he wanted to cry, but had forgotten what tears tasted like.
Looks like my job is taken care of… this one, at least…
As much as you hated Cloverians, you felt it for them. And, well, technically, Kage and his brother weren’t from Clover. The brother had been living in Clover for a good while, but technically he wasn’t from Clover. He had just wound up here. And… you couldn’t really blame him about it.
“Oi,” the brother called out, making you turn back around and face him.
He’s… pretty handsome…You shook your head. Where did that come from?
“You helped Kage out, so… the least I can do is offer you dinner,” he offered. It was a clumsy offer, but… not a bad one. And besides, it had been a long day, so, you might just as well accept it.
Plus it felt… bad to just leave Kage like that. You had been travelling for a while now, and you had grown fond of him. He was like a little brother to you, so you could handle one dinner or afternoon, with a bunch of Cloverians. And… Yami, as you came to know him, seemed like a decent enough of a person. As did the … kids in his squad.
You had expected a knight squad to be formed of older people. Though, then again, training started very early on in Spade as well, so it wasn’t that different. But what seemed different, was the abundance of food they had. At least compared to Spade. Perhaps you should have gotten used to it by now, having travelled for so long, but… it had been just you and Kage. And now that you were at a table with… mostly Coverians, watching how they lived their lives… Watching how Yami handled, or tried to handle, the bunch of hooligans… a bunch of… kids… at the dinner table… eating their bellies full.
Despite the stories you had been told of Clover, about what it’d be like, about how they’d be… This was nothing like that. This was… like a family. That was the best word to describe it.
None of these kids were bad, just like Kage wasn’t bad. And Yami, he… wasn’t bad. He might have wound up here the same as Kage, but that didn’t make him evil. Besides he seemed sincere. The way he interacted with everyone; the way he talked to you; the way he… smiled…
Perhaps it was just the fatigue, or food coma talking but… this didn’t seem that bad of a place to be. Not especially with the warm blanket being placed onto your shoulders as you had settled onto the sofa, and your consciousness begun to drift off.
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