#winddragonslayer

[obsessedwithfiction]

I just have to say I finished your fanfic "Louder Than Words" and will just say it was one of the most beautiful and thought-out fics I've ever read. It was one of the only fanfics that have ever made me cry. You have a gift, so keep on writing ^-^

Thank you so much! That really means so much to me because I've always wanted to be able to touch people's hearts with my writing and I think I've succeeded.

[rinatk]

"Mary! Maaaaaary!" Rina called, breathing heavily. Running around in a forest looking for a little girl who decided to go look for her parents was both physically and emotionally exhausting. The teenager was worried sick. This wasn't the first time this had happened, but never before had she been gone for so long... "Oh god, not now..." The brunette wiped away the tears forming in her eyes, when a sudden sound got her attention.

"Hey!" She ran over to the stranger "H-have you seen a little girl around here?"

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wind-dragon-slayer

                      "--Hello Wendy. How are you this evening?"

[nigrumxmortum]

A sharp gasp tore from the small mages lips as the door behind her opened up  just slightly. A small, disarming smile coated her face and she turned to the slayer, her gaze taking in his worn appearance. She was glad she had come when she did. Natsu had mentioned not hearing from the blond god slayer and he had seemed concerned so Wendy wanted to try and help.

  “I’m Wendy, I wanted to come and check on you. Mind if I come in and talk?”

Her voice remained steady as she moved, turning so she faced him through the small crack. The tiny girl continued to observe him, wondering what could make someone strong and rowdy like him so haggard and worn. Natsu had spoken of the god slayer from time to time, mentioning his strength and loudness. Though Wendy had never met the man, she was compelled to go and help.

Perhaps it was part of who she was, or perhaps it was fate at work. Whatever the reason she was glad she had followed her gut feeling.

And she had a smile that seemed to make him immediately want to trust her. But trust was not in the God slayer's vocabulary. He had to keep up the veil of distrust built up by a life of abuse and neglect. It didn't matter that she was young, he wouldn't trust her. The manic man refused to let such a small being harm him.

                      And yet part of him wanted to open that door more.

In the end, curiosity won out, as he slid the door further open and then turned to walk back into his room, finding a perch on one of the few chairs still in one piece in his destroyed room. Only then would his eyes fall on her again, burning with red curiosity.

"Wendy. Just what are you doing here?

              This is no place for one such as you.

        You have no business here."

Though his words were spoken with a hard edge, Zancrow did not wish to convey the idea that she needed to leave. Rather, he could use this company to its fullest, and discard her once he got bored.

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Send me a "♫" for what I think would be your muse's theme song.

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I’m not entirely sure about this one, but I think it fits Wendy :)

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      "----your match during the Grand Magic Games was pretty impressive."

[lxhar-blog]

wind-dragon-slayer replied to your post “I'm still reading the thread. Damn you two, you are making me cry and I just adore the love between them. Though what killed me was When Doranbolt said Lahar could never do anything to hurt him, I just sobbed mumbling to myself about how he would hurt him by dying. Which hurts me. I'm drowning in feelings. The two of you are masters of language and perfect crafters in the art of emotion. ;-; I adore this.”

*Glomps* You can certainly keep me as long as I can keep reading this stuff. I adore the feelings and I just love you two!

[ yes that is a fine arrangement i agree -nodnod- and thank you really and we adore you too! ]

[lxhar-blog]

I'm still reading the thread. Damn you two, you are making me cry and I just adore the love between them. Though what killed me was When Doranbolt said Lahar could never do anything to hurt him, I just sobbed mumbling to myself about how he would hurt him by dying. Which hurts me. I'm drowning in feelings. The two of you are masters of language and perfect crafters in the art of emotion. ;-; I adore this.

[ you. i like you. i’m going to keep you forever -squishes cheeks-

but these messages seriously bring joy to me and make me squee in delight that someone else is enjoying this just as much

and ugh, i know how you feel about that, it’s on my mind every time we rp and to be honest it’s unfair and it might be fluffy and cute now but in the long run its’ tragic ;.;

thank you so much for your kind words i really don’t know what to say to that compliment. this was a really nice message to wake up to and i have to thank you for brightening my day! ]