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@herhorns is an irl Mirajane and one of the kindest people I know. Caly has her own unique way of bringing her muses to life and I'll always be happy to see her around. One of the best decisions I ever made was to follow her. / confessed by @wynterswritingcenter
" Hey , Lu. Do you need any help?"
When she had been asked to move the orders from the mans carriage to their own, she hadn’t expected the direct attack. There had been a group of them who had robbed her of the jewel and the delivery of alcohol. She suspected they had high jacked the carriage from the beginning. Struggling against the binds, she partially believed that she would be here for a while before anyone noticed she was gone. That was until she heard the door open and Mirajane’s voice asking if she needed help before even fully stepping out into the alley way of the bar they had met the shipping men for. Looking up at her as she began her muffled yells and nodding.
“Mira! They’re gone!” her voice came out muffled through the cloth.
We havent talked in a long time. But I adore you still and always. Don't listen to them. Just keep doing what you are doing. And enjoy yourself
{{ Hello bean, we should talk again! I adore you too and I hope you’re doing well.. thank you very much
MiraJane ( @herhorns) ♪↠ Liked for a starter
They had no intention to stay in Magnolia for long. In fact they were leaving tonight. A hand rustled a single letter from their coat. The words that rested between its pages made it feel all the heavier. More passionate words not worth writing, let alone being read. They tossed the letter forward and with their magic shredded it to pieces. Small scraps fluttered about in the dark like midnight snow. Peering in between the falling pieces they spotted a figure standing on a short bridge, one that allowed ease to the other side of the canal.
Not wanting to alarm her, they approached with calm steps until they finally joined her. “You don’t plan on jumping do you?” Macbeth starred at the passing water, a mere ten feet below. “Although at this height you’ll only accomplish catching a cold.”
LIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I LOVEE YOU !!! YOu are SO TalENT and i havee come to love and adore you so much!! my peggy to my steve!! i feel that I can always come to you.! and i'm so blessed to have such a lovely soul in my life!!! asdlkfj adlfak
CALYYY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH !! ; _; thank u so much for loving my muses. i have no regrets following ur blogs and honestly ur one of my favorite friends to write with. you’re so kind too !!!! UR MY FOREVER STEVE TO MY PEGGY OKAY TALK TO ME ANYTIME !!!!
@herhorns: ask move
" It's fine. It's only a scratch. I promise. " mirajane was having trouble sleeping again. While making them dinner , the older strauss accidentally cut her hand.
Just the sight of blood dripping down her fingers was enough to alarm the middle brother. And even through the older’s attempt at reassuring, Elfman’s expression turned perplexed. “Nee-chan...”
He hated to see her like this. The giant had already formed an idea of what was going on. “...Can’t sleep again, huh...?” He assumed in a concerned sigh, taking the few steps closer to her. It’s been bothering him since... Well, forever. Ever since it came to light. “Nee-chan, you shouldn’t strain yourself... You’re already doing so much for us.”
❝ don’t look at me like that. it’s just a STAB WOUND. ❞ pulling the pike from his gut , hidan doesn’t BAT AN EYE at the blood pooling and staining his clothing.
@herhorns
@herhorns said: your secret’s safe with me. ( accepting / meme. )
" — Did Norman tell you? "
Hearing the word 'boyfriend' almost sent a chill down her spine. There's a hint tint of pink on her cheeks, being embarrassed at the matter, but if Mirajane heard about it, she had no objections. She knew she could trust her, not that they agreed to keep it on the down low.
" It's not a secret, but — " a pause, a moment to fix her glasses before nervously glancing to the side. " I ... haven't spoken about it to my Papa. "
