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@freedthedark
FREED THE DARK, CAPTAIN OF THE RAIJINSHUU ;; a private and selective roleplay blog for Freed Justine from Fairy Tail. singleship { married to @laxusthelightning 🖤 }. established in 2013. written by Sel ( 26 y.o. and she/they pronouns ). mature themes may occur.
If you want to interact always feel free to dm me or send in asks for Freed, prompted or unprompted. all is welcome!
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// Hello everyone! This is just a heads-up that activity is likely gonna be on a low level due to me focusing on uni now. My uni experience has started last week and I need to accommodate to the new situation and see how things'll go and how I best organize/juggle full-time uni, small side job and private life/mental health. So I'm really sorry if it takes me longer to get to drafts and asks!! I'll definitely try to get to things here and now and what I'll definitely be doing also is send asks wherever/whenever I can and keep up with the things happening on my dash !! <3 So that also means that if any of your muses want attention from any of my other muses (as this applies to my multimuse blog too, obviously), you're free to hmu and I'll send something your way! My discord/DM (savvysaber) responses also tend to be slow but you're always free to bother and I'll definitely get back to you, might just take me a while sometimes (or more often). I get overwhelmed quickly RIP, which I hate because I wanna talk to y'all more often goddammit Anyway that's just!! What I wanted to say. I'll definitely be in the shadows, I'm always open for approaches and I'll try to get things done whenever time and mood are aligned!! LOVE Y'ALL! Remember to take things at your own pace and don't stress yourself too much <3
@lovedmagic approached:
She presses a kiss to his cheek, taking the opportunity to 'lovingly' wrap her arms around his shoulders, not-so-obviously holding him still. Is she subtle? Absolutely not. Once her arms lock around him, she switches her kiss to mischief; blowing raspberries against his cheek.
If he needed to be hit with the ( anew ) realization that she had a way of having him wrapped around her little finger - well, that was it. Though not having expected the approach, Freed found that he had been all too willing to welcome her affectionate gesture. It was gentle, a testament to how comfortable she felt around him and the fact that he just let it happen spoke volumes as well. Amusement had already been on the way to tread across his features ( so expressive, whenever he allowed them to be, eyebrows immensely helping in the play ) , lips curled to reveal a smile and a glint of something almost playful in the depths of his turquoise eyes. Oh, a small little banter suited for the situation had been this close to receiving the chance to live in the air around them but was denied its freedom with an abrupt change of scene.
He should have known better, oh hell, he should have seen it coming! A lack of subtetly had certainly not been the case and yet, and yet . . .
The Raijinshuu's captain found himself c a p t u r e d . Had this masterful wizard's hair the ability to act like a cat's fur, wonderfully-maintained emerald hair would stand up, startled by the noise made against his very cheek.
( Oh, then again… An imagination of his hair bristling thanks to electricity in the air came to mind. A good comparison for the visual. )
"Oh, stop this nonsense! Chelia-!" With a crinkled nose Freed shook his shoulders and shifted in his seat, making a first attempt to struggle and have her bring more distance between them again once the realization of what had just transpired had sunken in completely. A quick process. The movement wasn't too forceful, revealing the fact that the irritation suppressed in his words wasn't brought forward by a foundation of true malice ( she would know ), though a wave of spontaneous upset was existent regardless. Chelia making this-- fluttery gesture ( and sound ) against his cheek had felt odd and he definitely couldn't mark this down as valuable experience, goodness no.
Though that was, doubtlessly, the entire point. She wanted to bother him ( affectionately ) and oh had her attempt been successful.
Snorting, he removed her hands from him and shook his head in disapproval. But would he truly learn? No, that wasn't it. He had already learned enough, was well aware how to read these situations, but a big part of him just simply didn't care enough about the ' negative ' parts of these occurrences to attempt and keep them from happening altogether. Truthfully, those were just another proof of how he had altered as a person and her liking his presence. And her laughter? For her to be happy and safe, with all things she had gone through by herself, was something of much more importance than occasionally being bothered.
Even though she could really get on his nerves sometimes.
@arcanaaa approached:
Gives a firm, exaggerated kiss on his cheek, releasing the flesh with a loud 'mwau!'-- the gesture is all in fun, and Cana's sure to give Freed a cheeky grin before she'll saunter away. Good lucky getting an explanation from her though~.
Perplexity made its immediate appearance. Unlike its natural procedure, it didn't just pass by Freed's features this time, no. This time, it was there to linger for a moment long enough for the people in his direct proximity to take note of the alteration in his facial expression. Some of his guild mates were too preoccupied to pay attention ( which, the Raijinshuu's captain was utterly fine with with ); others, however, were shamelessly directing their gaze at the scene that unfolded before their very eyes just now. A scene that was, doutblessly, rare to the eyes of his guild mates. That much became apparent when his features dropped.
After the drawn-out seconds of processing, Freed blinked once. Twice. His attention shifted to where Cana was sauntering away as though nothing at all had transpired. She embodied a a quick breeze. Soft almost, whirling up the surroundings just enough for a refreshing taste. Teasing ( clearly, teasing. the cheeky grin she'd thrown his way was all evidence he required for sufficient interpretation. not to mention the ridiculous sound she'd emitted ), though, and that was an important detail in the entirety of this, all in good nature.
Oh he would opt to deny this very fact but a gentle heat rose to his face, cheeks tinting in a crimson shade ( barely noticable, but definitely existent ). Freed cleared his throat, looking up from underneath his eyelashes. Flabbergasted, without doubt. A ' now what are you looking at? ', directed at whoever had been observing, was dancing on the tip of his tongue though the knowledge that it would come out less sharp and more casual kept the words in his mind, didn't allow them to slip between his lips.
His cheek certainly hadn't made the acquaintance of Cana's lips before - however, things were bound to change. Always. Constantly, there was no stopping this process, no stopping this particular movement in life. Change manifested differently for everybody. It tore apart for something else to grow ( positive, or negative ) and at other times it'd grow wings and assist something else in flying high ( though, wings could always be cut off again at any point. sometimes that was good, other times not so much ).
For Freed, this small gesture that Cana expressed towards him was significant for the journey their bond had gone through ( the bond he'd been so close to demolish beyond salvation ). He was very well aware that the brunette adored to indulge in teasing play, though to him it bore another meaning that she was indulging in it and choosing to involve him. Respect he felt towards the seer grew with so many interactions shared and it was as though there had always been an unspoken feeling of understanding beneath the surface, with none of them needing to name it specifically. Quite frankly, he was thankful for the bond grown between them and by this time he was happy to partake in , simply fun, interactions or more casual conversations with her, share a drink, or offer his unabashed and honest opinion should she be in need of a thought. He'd learned quickly that she appreciated his honesty, and he appreciated hers in return. No filter necessary.
So, at some point, he had begun to let her in and bare other sides of him than just the appearance, the figure, he maintained towards the public eye on so many occasions - and perhaps that had helped them both to feel more comfortable, perhaps that had assisted to manifest such silly, exaggerated cheek kisses.
Freed had dedicated himself to his translations again, shifting his posture in the chair he was sitting in, some strands of emerald hair falling in front of his visage. They may veil the follow-up alteration of his features, though it was no intention of his to conceal it this time. Or perhaps he didn't particularly notice? Either way, the corners of his mouth were tugged upwards, the existence was undeniable, shaping a small smile as he lightly shook his head, huffing. Silly, so silly. Perhaps he didn't mind being target of her ( affectionate? ) games.
Not always, at least.
Despite chances of receiving a response being small, he'd have to ask her what this had been all about ( even if it turned out to be nothing at all, and simply a jest between buddies in light-hearted atmosphere ). Or, the more secretive option number two, he'd simply have to discover a way of sucessfully getting back at Cana.
Perhaps fortune might favor him there somehow?
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H is words were wholly omitted by discourteous ears. Vexatious impertinence ----- he snarls at their absurd inquiry. " Idiot - You're asking a Shinigami if he believes their rubbish ghost stories."
' Watch your tongue ' was on the list of potential rejoinders, albeit the Shinigami's intense response delivered an invitation for an utterly different play. "Is that so? Considering that you are accusing me of raising absurd questions, idiotic questions even, you do quite seem to be more on edge. More so than usual."
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"Fine. Make me your villain."
- Leigh Bardugo, Shadow And Bone
@freedthedark ♡'d for a starter from mavis
❝Thank you again for your help with all of this
Mavis yelled down to Freed as she floated a few feet off the ground, examining the bookshelf in front of her with an intense stare. It had been awhile since she found herself in the library of Tenro, so she was absorbing the familiarity of it all.
❝ I'll be honest, I'm actually surprised how well maintained most of these are, I would have thought the last 100 years would have destroyed most of this collection.
Mavis skimmed her hand across some of the books before focusing all of her will to pick up a few of them before lowering herself down to the same level of the green haired mage.
❝ Are you sure this is how you're wanting to spend the week? I wouldn't be offended if you wanted to head back to the guild hall.
"It's no problem at all." If anything this was an opportunity handed to him, one he was definitely delighted to use. The spines of various books presented to his gaze were being studied in an attempt to seek out one or more that captured his interest. The desire to absorb the knowledge and details new to his mind shone through the most in surroundings such as this one, clearly.
"I agree, we should be grateful that the books are in such a good condition after all this time," Freed uttered, in thought, not turning towards Mavis until she was practically next to him. Lips twitched into a small smile of reassurance, followed by a response spoken in a tone and attitude that left no room for doubts. "Oh definitely, I am sure. I could impossibly turn down the chance to browse through this collection while assisting you with your objective, First Master." Definitely a win-win sort of situation.
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Independent Multimuse ft. Levy McGarden of Fairy Tail Scribed by Lux Private & Semi-selective Not affiliated with any rp group. Mun is 30+ so 18+ is required for interactions Rules & Muses Bonds Headcanons Verses
Since my blog is mostly Fairy Tail focused I figured a new graphic to reflect this was a good idea. My name is Lux and I write for a few different fandoms, including but not limited to Genshin Impact, Black Clover, Bleach, and Fairy Tail. My blog is still fairly new but I've been in and out of the rpc on here since mid 2016 with various multimuses. If you'd be kind enough to reblog this for me I'd greatly appreciate it. Reblogs will help others to find my blog.
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In fact, there was a flicker of something in his visible turquoise eye when Lisanna raised her query, though other than that Freed retained full composure (ignoring the short grumble following once his face had been freed from her grasp). He grimaced on instinct, hoping that it would soothe the strain on his skin that Lisanna's playful tugging had caused, then conjoined his arms before his chest. Was she sincerely being that oblivious? He was disinclined to believe that to be the truth; she was essentially answering her question herself by merely stating her observations. Not that he had any intention to deliver any more details.
"Why don't you ask her yourself? Or you could simply put two and two together. You're capable of doing that, I'm certain," he added with a tenderly placed sneer. They were sisters - surely such subjects did come up in conversations, right? Then again… Mirajane had been disclosing some exclusive information towards him only, that much was true. "Let us suppose that I do know something, it is still not my place to talk about this matter."
@faecrested
"Freed. A certain... let's say, gremlin, tried to ditch these with me, but since I know they're yers. Pleas, take them."
He just, holds Freed's dress pants out toward him. The Dragon really didn't want to be involved in whatever chaos Deiru was inciting with the rune wizard.
@kurogane-redfox
" ' Gremlin ' is putting it too kindly." He grumbled under his breath, the words of course not concealed from the dragon slayer's ears. The movement of his hand was completely brusque, no sign of finesse left as he snatched the pair of dress pants from Gajeel's grasp. His irritation was by no means targeting the other man, oh no. Someone else was different for this comical scene that was the entire reason for the captain's shift in mood - appropriate measures of penalty or vengeance would have to be taken.
The utterance of a ' thanks ' was spoken in louder volume this time, turquoise gaze meeting a ruby one as he briefly wrinkled his nose entirely aware that he'd been standing in nothing but his dress shirt and leopard patterned underwear as of yet.
Well, at least his dress pants hadn't been messed up in the process and he could simply slip into them again now.
She's going to hide from the world around her. Embarrassment took hold as she rushed to be under the covers of her bed sheets. Never again could she be seen in public without being laughed at or mentioned. She would have to stay put for a few weeks at best! How cruel...
But the permement marker stayed upon her person, the moustache present. She tried everything to wipe it off. She could not believe no one said anything to her! And she was out for 2 hours! Yeah, she is just going to hide here forever thanks.
His feet were supposed to carry him towards his home without any interruption, albeit it seemed that this plan wasn't going to prove to be successful - and this deviation transpired of his own accord. Oh, absolutely, he could've chosen to ignore the sight unfolding before his eyes, though that truly didn't feel like the right course of action to take. Lucy was clearly upset, rushing towards her apartment.
Expressive eyebrows were furrowed as he came to stand in front of Lucy's door, one hand (the one that wasn't carrying a paper bag from the town's bakery) coming up to knock.
"Lucy, it's Freed." A pause, deliberately placed. "Is everything all right?"
// Happy Munday! I'm sorry for the absence of IC stuff, I guess I've just not been in the headspace to write properly, not really been feeling very good mentally, and Freed's (or any of my multimuse muses) definitely not been happy with it but oh well they gotta deal with it.
Got my snakebites pierced two weeks ago and I'm very happy I finally did the thing because I think they suit me very well and I feel it!!
Stay safe and take care of yourselves and always remember, you don't have to pressure yourself to do anything if you don't feel like it. We all understand and we're all just here to have good vibes. No performance pressure, just fun and shared time! Love y'all, take care <3
