#nighteluted

[fantasy-driven-soul]

Happy birthday Kai { @g-urei / @nighteluted } !

Commission by @ccrispy thank you again this comic came out perfectly

Been waiting to post this for so long but I waited to give it to you on your special day. I wanted to get our otp to match the comics Mashima drew at the beginning of the year to help make them feel more real than they already are. I can’t count the hours you and I spent talking about these two, and how much we bonded and grew close because of them. Even if Olexa is an oc this ship is my favorite fairy tail ship and I have you to thank for that. 

Have a great birthday Kai! I wish you only the best for the day and the following year. You deserve it. 

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    *:・ﾟ✧  HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LOVELY DANA!!  *:・ﾟ✧                                                  🎉🎉🎉

                ( @mareanguiis//@fantasy-driven-soul )

8.8 ★ ☆

To one of the very, very important person in my life. To my kitty counterpart, my shoulder to cry on, my support system, someone who makes me laugh when I’m sad, and the person who makes me feel like everything is going to be okay. Dana, there’s so much to say and I’m genuinely unsure of how to say it all. ;w; 

I am just so, so glad you were born today &&. I was blessed with an opportunity to meet you. I’m so happy we grew closer. I’m so grateful for all the smiles, laughter---- nights spent watching stuff on stream together. I’m grateful for our silly conversations. For our snapchat just exchanging pictures of our cats. For all the screenshots that we took of each others’ face, just because even if we can’t stand to see our own face --- we adore one another’s. ;u; 

All of those little moments ... I really, truly cherish them all. 

Within hardly a year, you’ve become such a special and irreplaceable part of my life. You have saved me when I felt like my whole world was crumbling apart. You are always so caring with me and I feel so overwhelmed with your love &&. gentleness — I really have no idea how to act, sometimes I just want to smile and tear up because it’s all just … so heartwarming? 

I don’t know what to say. ;-; We’ve managed to forge such a beautiful friendship together and it is something I definitely never, ever want to lose ---- because you are just that special to me-- to us. To everyone. Thank you for being here, Dana; for always lending me and Kai your arms to nuzzle into when everything feels blue, and for lending us your warmth and strength to get through all the bad days. I feel like whenever the three of us are together; us three against the world; things feel invincible. ;u; Whether it be through salt calls, memeing, or even dragging--- Dana, you just make everything so fun. With you, everything is so enjoyable. Anything is enjoyable. 

Thank you for being you, Dana. ♡♡ Once again, Happy Birthday!! ;u; I hope this day will be as special as you are, and that it will be amazing because ahh you really do deserve it. Please never, ever forget how much Kai and I love you. You truly mean the world to us, to me. 

And you always will be. ❤

[holyshards]

₩ // i gave in to temptation yuhdcgjdj

sit on sting’s lap.

scarred eyebrow cocked in curiosity, sting had to wonder why he was a lure for these situations. it wasn’t that he was terribly put out by rogue taking a seat on him; if rogue was going to sit on anybody, sting figured he’d choose his partner. it was that subtle ‘ rogue smirk ’ that was hiding just under the surface. sting could pick out that look anywhere.

❛ ─oi. ❜ hanging his head, sting ran a gloved palm through his hair. then, he leaned all the way back in the chair, his closed fist resting just in front of his mouth pensively.

❛ i know there’s no unoccupied chairs, rogue, but that doesn’t give you a free pass to get up in my business. ❜ . . . but when he drops his arm, he’s smiling.

[mareanguiis-a]

❝ The world is dark and selfish and cruel. If it finds even the slightest ray of sunshine, it destroys it. ❞ // lol

MEME // @nighteluted

     RAYNE did not have extended knowledge of the relationships of those around her. She, herself, was barely sociable. Finding it hard to burst out of her bubble and befriend others, despite her attempts to do just that. It had always been hard to approach the musician, only a few words were exchanged between the two. They seemed to both be on the quieter side compared to the rest of their friends, an unfortunate bad mixture. And while she was hurt by the most recent news, just as the entire guild was, she couldn’t imagine how it was affecting him.

  “I’M sorry for your lose.” It was sadly romantic to hear him say such a line. To address her as sunshine and to call the world cruel for this outcome. It could almost compare to the songs Olexa had so fondly written. “I didn’t know her all too well. But we were guildmates, she was family.” And Rayne knew that the guild hall wouldn’t be the same without music of the other. 

  “PLEASE don’t despair. If there is anything we can do, let us know.” SHe could only offer as much. 

[iced-a]

"So .. your friends are ghosts also huh?"

█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ  WHAT SHOULD HAVE been a familiar, comfortable emptiness became briefly skewed;  overridden by something akin to an aching deep beneath his rib cage. Gray recognizes it as GUILT. Whether Rogue had intended to make reference to the past matters not. Whether he’d like it to be or not, that was the truth of the matter.  (  —— to disappear  ENTIRELY  has always been his wish, has it not?  It should have been him, not them – and YET. He is becoming a container for too many souls, living lives not his. )  All that matters &&.  ever will:  the survivor guilt that he will carry for the rest of his life.

            ❛  …  It’s a cruel fate, ❜  he affirmed. Regardless of whatever he must atone, be it staining his hands the very crimson which the prior him disdained;  wreaking bloody havoc upon the heavens themselves &&. suffering the consequences  ——  they will  NOT  come back ( … and he knows that. ) His head bowed just slightly, and tear-brimmed eyes fluttered shut; dark lashes curtain darker circles, and he’s ever-so tired …

             But that is of little importance, now. Gray was acutely aware  (  &&. so does his remaining comrades, it seems )  of his own deteriorating health, and how it worsens by the day. More than anything, he still regretted not being able to  STAY  by the sides of his loved ones that have long since passed, who has endured such impossible torment. It was a greater sorrow;  knowing he cannot impede them from such grueling fate, but if Gray must continue to live … he will do so for the sake of the sacrifices that they made.  

   ❛  Which is why I will make the most of what I can, with this LIFE of mine that they died to protect… ❜

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

(  In the end, he knew, within the depths of his rancor heart —that they will still be watching over himalways.*  )

[musiceluted-a]

Reaches out grabbing her hand within his own. :’ )

◖♪◗ - There was no delayed reaction before the girl intertwined her fingers with his. Despite the blush of surprise filling her face. It was a simple action yet it still managed to increase her heart rate. Although any sign of affection resulted in that. 

     And every time without a doubt, Olexa realized that she was in love with him. 

  A smile found its way across her face. A quick glance upward was given before she looked away again. Olexa didn’t say anything, for nothing needed to be said. She simply squeezed the other’s hand and continued on. 

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‘  i long for a life i have control of  ’

           ❆ █  ▌▌ 𝕄𝕪  𝕚𝕔𝕖  𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕤   ( 𝒹𝑒𝑒𝓅 )  ࿐ᐤ                【  𝑀𝐸𝑀𝐸𝒮  】⇢  not accepting.

    { @nighteluted . ♛ ━━  *

█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ    A TREMOR IN the air, in his voice, in his words. Rogue looks to the impending future &&. Gray can see the TERROR in his dark gaze ( can feel it reflected in his own ). But he does not seem to shake apart, at least not in the way buildings do before their collapse. Instead, he FLARES, burning brighter —- burning beautiful before the destruction and Gray finds himself drawn forward instinctively. There is still light in him.

❛❛ It’s not too late, you know. ❜❜

                A cold hand on his shoulder;  the gesture so familiar — for it was the first contact shared between the two &&. yet Gray cannot stop the slight flicker of uncertainty within his core, the thought that his touch will be UNWANTED now as it was then. 

But yet the Ice-Mage takes him all the same, in all of his doubts &&. fears;  rugged thumb rubbing circle into skin, trying to GROUND them both in the touch —– in the connection ( even if only for a moment before he withdraws ). Gray blinks into his eyes, caught in his orbit, gravitating towards his pain now as always.

                          ❛❛ Your future is still within your control, Rogue. ❜❜

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Rests his chin upon the others shoulder. // <3

   { @nighteluted. ♛ ━━  *

█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ  THIS INSTANCE WAS no exception to the usual ❛ occasion ❜  one cannot help but succumb to with contact. And Gray was, needless to say, content enough to forestall himself from flinching upon the touch — upon the proximity; to allow his friend to rest a weary chin against the knob of his shoulder. To allow himself to become a CUSHION through his endeavors. After all, it was all too natural. A tired body craved heat &&. contact – so innately, Rogue gravitated towards the CLOSEST being he could latch around.

Gray just happened to be there.*

…

( &&. that’s all there is to it, right? )

            GRAY SWIVELED HIS head away, eyes of blue cascaded. His nervous hands clenched upon his own lap —— squeezing into tight fists as coldness manifested itself in fragile wisps of VAPOR that he did not take heed. Instead, the Ice-Mage was busy brandishing off the image of Rogue’s serene features out of his chaos-induced mind. 

 ❛ … ❜  

And maybe he was tensed—- too tensed, but it was difficult. Rogue’s hair was pretty and silky and long and Gray wanted to tuck the damn things behind his ear .  .  .  but he subsided. Instead, he took a staggering breath, then let his cheek nudged against his friend’s crown; tentative at first ——– but Rogue didn’t move, didn’t PROTEST. He seemed to fit nicely there, in the space between the Ice-Mage’s jaw and collarbone; the hollow he’d carved. His breathing was evening out, lengthening– &&. Gray could tell he was succumbing into a peaceful slumber…

As if it was natural; as if he belonged HERE.

So Gray reached over to close the book in the other’s lap —— ( &&. their fingertips touched. )

                          .  .  .  He felt warm.*