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Do you think Gajeel ever had eyebrows? What would he even look like with eyebrows?
If you don’t get the joke basically Gajeel’s new headband is on so tight that they seem to have become his new eyebrows. AAHAHAHAHHAHAHAhahhah haha ha.
Probably going to be back and fourth between this blog and here.
泡になった人魚Ⅱは輝ちゃんが好き - DO NOT REMOVE SOURCE. DO NOT REPOST ANYWHERE WITHOUT SOURCE.
"i bet that iron pole is pretty small."
" Ya mean that stripper pole in my room?"
Throws wrench at.
Eats it tbh
"Iron brain."
" Ash dick."
Sighing he unfolded his wings, getting out of Gajeels reach, not without swatting his partners shoulder one last time, just barely so his partner thought he could snatch him and said: "I doubt you actually can send my ass flying." He rose both of his brows smirking.
" We'll see about that one, ya little shit."
"As if you could do that." he said, sitting up in Gajeels mane, ready to unfold his wings. He was about to readjust his partners limits.
" When yer ass goes flyin; it's yer fault and yer fault alone. Gihi"
Hiatus Annoucment
On 18th, school starts up again, and depending on my schedule, I may be more or less inactive. I'm only supposed to have half days, if the guidance councilor does my schedule right, that is, so it may not make a difference, but its my Senior year and I'm kind of in a hole so I need to keep my grades up and pull myself out if I want to graduate on time. That said, all of my muses are going to be on selective hiatus until further notice. Depending on if I get a job or not, I may be here on the weekends though.
Send me a number from 1-500 and I’ll tell you how I feel about you in a post without anyone knowing your identity. Number: 19
You're such a cutie, omf. We need to roleplay more ugh I love your character so much ashdkad
This was about to end up in an argument, so there was no way he was able to sleep. A smirk widened his lips, proving how he accepted the challenge that was about to come. "You sure, you can do that?" he asked in a taunting voice.
" Don't try me Lil, I'll punt yer ass across Fiore."
Slightly annoyed he opened his eyes again, grumbling silently, keeping up swatting the mans shoulder just for the sake of annoying his partner. "Yes."
" I'm gonna drop kick yer ass in a minute."
Casually posts a tiny preview of her new GaLe story because it pertains to this muse.
“It’s unsettling.”
Makarov Dreyar massaged his temples with the tips of his fingers and heaved a sigh. A map of Fiore’s oceans lay before him, cities and islands crossed off with ominous red slashes and dates hastily scrawled next to them. “This is the third raiding this week. If I wasn’t sure they were looking for something, I’m almost certain now.”
He lifted his tired eyes to the door. “Has he said anything to you about this, Gajeel?”
The man in question, tall and well build with a mane of untamable hair, shook his head. “Ain’t said a word.”
Makarov dropped his hands. He examined the map before him, as if some secret lay within its faded drawings. There had to be something, a pattern, a clue, anything that could possibly explain the sudden and frequent attacks of Fiore’s ports.
“Ya really think he’s lookin’ for something?”
The man didn’t answer. His eyes remained on the paper, his lips moving in silent mutters. With a gnarled finger, he started from the first instance, a raid on a town in the far east, close to the mainland, and continued in order, taking careful note of each place that had been marked.
“Or someone.” The words had leapt from his lips before his mind had time to process them.
And then, as if the muttering of the simple phrase had struck up a thought, his hand jumped to the most recent mark, and then to the city next to it - a small island that lay just miles from the southern most point of the mainland.
Noticing this, Gajeel pushed himself away from the doorframe that had been supporting his weight since the start of the meeting, and he bent over the map, his eyes finding the place that currently held the older man’s attention. “Magnolia?”
Send me a number from 1-500 and I’ll tell you how I feel about you in a post without anyone knowing your identity. Number: 313
You're hella and you always leave nice things in my inbox and it makes me happy (even though I'm lame and hardly ever answer but ye thank you) and you always traumatize my Gajeel and it's great. We need a thread yo.