#boarknives

[kleinemeine-m]

@boarknives​ said:

LOVE U ANGEL !!

     i love you...

     MORE!

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❄️ ; from @sinshckled ( they’re probably bickering 8D )

send  ❄️  for  our  muses  to  be  caught  indoors  due  to  a  snowstorm. [ @sinshckled ]

‘ just how stupid are you ? what high grade level of idiot do you fall under, jellal ? hm ?! ’  

lyon’s eyes were wild and the way his lithe, frost-bitten fingers were frantically tugging at his ivory locks, his hair was no longer tame either. the ice mage’s chest was all but heaving as he glared at the other – they were all trademark signs of anger, of frustration, someone truly seething with rage, but that wasn’t what lyon felt. the lucky few that knew him so well would know that lyon wasn’t angry, not at all. he was scared. everything he was saying, how he was acting was all out of fear. it was the horrible kind of blind panic that made lyon feel burning hot with adrenaline, despite the bitter storm outside. 

the bitter storm which he’d found jellal in. luckily so. the streets of their town were empty for a reason, this time of years was notorious for wild weather and the river only seemed to make the wind bitterer and everything more … miserable. lyon had resigned himself to the fact that he was trapped in the guild hall until this particular blizzard had passed, not that he’d minded, there were enough things to do here. honestly, it must have been some divine intervention that kept him here and spot jellal on the streets outside.

maybe he was overreacting … maybe the weather wasn’t bad enough to kill jellal. but the cold scared lyon, at least enough that he knew to respect it. he’d seen storms growing up, he’d battled ice many a times. ur had taught him the strength and unforgiving ways of the cold. 

he takes a few deep breathes and slowly his body relaxes. unwinds from the initial panic.

‘ sorry. ’ he croaks out, embarrassed now about his earlier outburst and frantic ways. slowly, he reaches out a hand to lightly breeze over the sleeve of jellal’s cloak — freezing and wet, of course it is. ‘ that needs to come off. ’ he tells him —- orders him, really. 

‘ come on, there’s a fire in the library. ’ lyon almost didn’t recognise himself. sure, he knew jellal and he knew of jellal. but acquaintances would describe them at the best of times. yet, he was so shaken that something of an autopilot had overtaken him and all he could think of now was making sure he and jellal were okay and that they were warm. 

they were stuck here for the foreseeable and it would be stupid and counterproductive to be awkwardly stumbling around each other, or worse, hovering around each other in agonising silence. 

‘ jellal, please. i’m – ’ he sighs, his earlier panic having worn him down more than he would’ve expected it to, ‘ you scared me. ’

holiday ask meme ! // NOT ACCEPTING.

[bombolear]

boarknives replied to your post: @arrowsfly​​  said  : 3V for baltie and indra...

god yoUR ART IS AMAZING

KEEP IT UP KAAT I’LL END UP ON ONE KNEE, ASKING FOR UR HAND IN MARRIAGE

[thnderblade]

24 !!

CLOSEUP HEADCANONS - accepting!

24. fingers ( all of them ) &&. nails.

all of his fingers near a bit on the chubby side. they’re rotund in shape and at a normal length, not too short or long. there’s also tiny scars on a few of his fingers, specifically the index and thumb, as the result of receiving harsh training and years of odd work. thanks to picking up swordplay, his fingers are rougher and more calloused than they used to be, giving them a bit of a more jagged shape and character — albeit still on the softer side. his fingers are almost always warm, as he’s constantly fiddling with his hands one way or another. as for his nails, zenitsu tries to keep them properly cleaned and trimmed to avoid injury, but his nails always end up chipped because of his line of work. he likes to keep them short and not very long!

[verticordiia]

‘‘ i know you’re there. ’’ she paused, her hands clasped in front of her as she looked into the wrong direction. oldest trick in the book --- make whoever was watching her think that she did not really know where they were lurking when in reality, she knew their position very well. to stoop to such trickery was usually below her, but this was not the first time she had felt eyes on her in the forest. quite the opposite.

@boarknives​ liked for a starter!!

[dobushira]

If you’re still accepting... Inosuke 2C? It would be hilarious AFJSGSJS

Mad/Sad Expressions meme | Not accepting!

[indulges-not-using]

ARE WE HAVING A FAIRY TAIL SALT PARTY. I'LL BRING THE CAKE.

yes, i have shots

[litteriae]

😊 + TANJIROU !!!

NONVERBAL STARTERS | accepting.

😊 sit down next to my muse

                     a little bit of downtime and a cup of tea did wonders for the weary soul. and what better way to add to the remedy then with a little bit of company? although tanjirou wasn’t actively expecting anyone to join him, he immediately notices how inosuke plops down next to him without a single word, looking more rugged than the last time they happened to cross paths. a tough mission perhaps? naturally he is curious, it even shows in his red eyes, but for now he saves the questions the later and begins pouring a cup of tea for his friend. had inosuke ever tried tea before? well, here’s to finding out! along with a freshly brewed cup ( courtesy of shinbou-san ) he offers the boar a refreshing smile to go along with it.

                    ❝ here you go, inosuke. let’s have some tea. oh — careful! it’s hot. ❞