#w-whitefang

[holyshards]

[/ finger-guns @ ]

this bitch drank too much and now he’s seeing clones walking around. absolute fuckery.

[koibitoaii]

@w-whitefang

HUFFING out a pout upon seeing all the tables of the restaurant filled, Lisanna barely reigned in a whine. She’d been traveling for hours, on her way home from a job, but there was some kind of accident with the train she was meant to get on & the next one wasn’t coming until tomorrow morning. So her patience was a bit frayed, to say the least. Finding out the closest place to eat was, apparently, full didn’t help. 

SURVEYING the floor, trying to find someone who looked friendly enough to let her join them at their table ( read: anyone at all who had an available spot ) Lisanna caught sight of a familiar head of blonde hair. 

Perfect.

( Hopefully. ) 

“Hi! I’m not sure if you remember me or not - but I’m Lisanna Strauss. I used to be in Fairy Tail? You’re Sting - right? Well, I’m pretty sure, so hi Sting. Can I please sit here? There are no other tables && I’m really hungry.” 

PAUSING, Lisanna smiled &&& tried to restrain herself from talking too much. He was alone, which was probably on purpose? Maybe he wanted some quiet time? She could do quiet time. 

“Pretty please. I can even be really super quiet, if you want.” 

[koibitoaii]

"Ha ha~! Look at these." It seems the general /good mood/ is contagious as Sting searches through a number of items in the gift shop next to the restaurant they had dined in; even the store clerk seemed amused by his child-like behaviour. A set of fluffy cat ears were now settled among his golden locks, and he strikes a dramatic pose as he admires himself in a nearby mirror. "I've never looked better." [askbox call~]

CLAPPING her hands together in delight, lisanna watched as the dragon slayer posed in the mirror. she hadn’t expected sting to be so much fun. rather than bring out her own cat-ears, she reached out to brush her fingers across the tip of his fake ones & giggled at the feel of them.

“This should definitely be a new addition to your wardrobe,” 

CATCHING sight of a pair of joke glasses, exaggerated frames && a blatantly fake mustache hanging down, she made her way towards them giddily. putting them on, she turned back towards Sting, doing her best to maintain a straight face. 

“- and I think I’ll add these to mine.” 

[heirbaltasar]

hey virgin, your chances at a decent sex life are looking even more abysmal now that you've only got one eye

          “ Almost as abysmal as your chances at getting back into heaven. ”

[a-crocusblooms]

❣

kisses from the princess - a bleeding/bloody kiss - still accepting!

        She hated seeing him this way, and all for her sake. 

It was rare that the mage allocated to ensure her safety actually got any battle action, but today had made an exception; following the attacks on the Royal Convoy, their political engagements had been promptly called off. Instead of Arnes palace, she found herself seated at the blond dragon slayer’s side in Althea’s Crocus infirmary. 

She’d been injured, but her wounds were not nearly as severe as his, most likely because he’d shielded her from their attackers. He was paid to do it, and he’d no doubt receive a good bonus to help take the edge off of his troubles, but the Princess couldn’t help the guilt that plagued her mind. 

     “ Oh, do stop worrying. He’s going to be fine. ”  Thea had assured her, albeit not in the most comforting of tones. She’d had a busy day, so Hisui couldn’t fault her.  “ He’s no weakling, and neither am I. ”

The young woman sighed as her dainty hand came to rest over his, squeezing gently, before bringing his bloodied knuckles to her gentle lips. He’d put under for what was, in Althea’s words, a few  ‘minor fixes’ - true testimony to her talents, given his condition - and he’d have to come around from the anaesthetic in his own time. But until then, she would cradle his rough palms in her own and wait patiently at his bedside until that much-anticipated moment arrived. 

                “ I’m here … I’ll always be here. ”

[koibitoaii]

He wasn’t expecting to see her here, but he found that he wasn’t displeased about her presence. It seems that the opposite is, in fact, reality, as a grin spreads over his lips. “Hey, Lisanna~” A nearby flower is plucked from one of the market stalls, to the vendor’s discontent, and he settles the red rose among her pale locks. “Merry Christmas.”

BEAMING widely when she recognized the voice greeting her, lisanna was more than thrilled to find that sting seemed happy to see her.  before she could think of what to say back, however, the dragon slayer’s hands are in her hair & it took her a second to realize that he’d put the flower he’d taken in it. 

WITHOUT thinking, her finger finds itself tracing the petals of the rose in her hair softly. inexplicably pleased, lisanna didn’t restrain her delighted expression. a few moments pass, with her smiling like mad, before she has an idea. 

REACHING behind him quickly, lisanna pulled a bright yellow flower from the same disgruntled vendor && leaned up on her toes to place it in the blonde’s hair. laughing giddily as her hand came away, she fell back on her heels &&& nodded with satisfaction. it looked good. 

 “merry christmas, sting.” 

[ghezenblesseda]

@w-whitefang​ // liked. ♥

         “not all explosions are my fault??” in fact, he felt insulted this particular one was attributed to him. clearly that explosion was sloppier, too simple and lacked finesse. they should know he can do way better than that.

[xeverblooming]

look at my son he is such a wonderful son

dad stop you’re embarrassing meee