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[glyphtolde-blog]

&&. @fidelii

     ❛ eh? ❜ he held out his arms, showing off as he did a small circle.  ❛ ehh?? ❜ a broad grin was slashed across his lips.  ❛ aren’t you proud of me, snow? look, there aren’t even any holes at the elbows && I’m barely wearing purple —— don’t I clean up nice? ❜

[kolenshieta]

@fidelii

IT was the sound of branches breaking that alerted her & sora bit down a curse as she pressed her back to a tree. wrapping her cloak tighter around herself && waiting to hear more. this was certainly a more often travelled path than most she would use - but in an area as relatively unpopulated as this she hadn’t really thought much of it. 

( being a fugitive had made her paranoid. because she had herself half convinced it was someone here to drag her back to prison ) 

WHEN sora continued to hear the small shifting sounds of leaves &&& branches she began silently making her way towards the sounds, better to attack first than to let whoever it was know she was there, the silver-haired woman peeked past another tree to find...a girl - dark haired, small enough that sora would be surprised if she were any older than ten. she was...sitting on the ground? 

RELUCTANTLY concerned sorano reminded herself that there’s little ways a child so young could ever recognize her. besides, what was she meant to do, leave a kid who is potentially hurt in the wilderness. alone. 

APPROACHING with a gentleness most would be surprised to see her capable of, sorano was sure to keep a notable distance from the young girl. decidedly uninterested in frightening her - as that could lead to all kinds of trouble, she also made sure that her steps were noisy.  

“are you injured?” 

[dokubara-blog]

@fidelii

“excuse m- oh. remeni, er, lisanna mentioned that she ran into you.” 

[mizukabehana]

@fidelii​

PERHAPS it would have been easier to get to a train station by following a main road, but Juvia wasn’t in much of a state to attempt that. Main roads meant things like; crowded, loud, unfamiliar,  intense. Her nerves were already frayed enough after her job, she didn’t want to throw herself into another bustling environment. So, when she spotted a lake from the road she’d been walking on before, Juvia had jumped at the chance to follow it’s edges. 

THE sound of the water rippling in the wind was enough to begin to put her at ease, letting her shoulders sink & her body relax. It’d been a long week. She’d accepted a job to help filter out a water system. The flyer had rather conveniently left out the reason it’d been contaminated in the first place: an infestation. The image of the creatures, about as creepy as anything Juvia had ever seen, would probably haunt her forever. Caught up in her flashback, the water-mage didn’t hear any footsteps approaching until it was too late && a small black haired thing appeared in front of her. 

Juvia screamed. 

BEFORE the sound had even stopped coming from her throat, she found herself filled with a rather intense mortification. Because the thing that had startled her wasn’t a thing at all, but rather obviously, a child. 

“Ah, sorry! Juvia didn’t see you coming & she’s a bit...jumpy at the moment.”

[shcklesofsin-a-blog]

@fidelii sent:     📌  ( Ur Milkovich ) // ACCEPTING

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[sutonaisu]

     "So you're the lady who has trained Gray?"

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"What the hell happened here?" He was well acquainted with trouble and destruction, but whatever had happened looked to be abnormally...awful. "Anyone hurt?"

[divinatixon]

christmas was the time of the year when everything was busy and kind of slow at once. every corner of the house was decorated and ur found herself smiling as she sipped her tea, watching how the children unwrapped the presents. for cana, she had gotten a new backpack, sunglasses and, most importantly, a scarf so big that it might as well be called a blanket. an impossibly soft cashmere blanket.

CANA grinned - christmas wasn’t her favorite time of year ( no, her favorite moments of the year was always, always, going to be the beginning of spring, when ur’s outdoor garden started blooming & her dad started burning himself on the barbecue && silver wore the worst shorts and - ) but it was definitely up there. 

SO as she tore into her gift, caring little about the mess, she beamed up at Ur. the sunglasses were nice ( & she’d been needing a new back pack, having ruined her old one with nail polish. she wasn’t sure how ur had found out - but was unsurprised ) but running her hands along the scarf, she was impossibly pleased. honestly, while most of her family were cold blooded enough they could probably pass for reptiles, cana was not a fan of the winters. snow was pretty && all - but Cana would sacrifice a limb if it meant she never had to experience cold, soggy socks again. But a huge, soft, scarf would certainly make the season more tolerable. “Thanks, Ur. I love it!”