#wintrhaven

[apricious]

eve enjoyed a good joke but really, sometimes, things were just taken too far. and when that happened, it stopped being funny. and things were only funny as long as everyone was laughing---and he had not laughed from the start so. ugh. bracing himself, he looked at lyon and mustered his best apology expression. it was not very good; he rarely had to apologise because he rarely overstepped boundaries. right now, he deeply regretted that he had not stopped the civilian recruits from poking and prodding at lyon, it was just not . . . nice. '' i should say that i'm sorry on their behalf, '' he said quietly. awkwardly.

( @wintrhaven liked for a starter ------ betrayed by bones )

[aitheros]

📜 ; )

lyon: i've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. there’s nothing you can do to stop them. 
 sting: this is the most threatening way i’ve ever been cheered up.

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lyon: *gets down on one knee*
 erik: oh my god, it’s finally happening.
 lyon: *falls over*
 erik: the poison is kicking in.

incorrect quotes generator ╱ accepting !

[killrate]

📜 c :

♡ @wintrhaven

Mary: I am not out of control! I'm a law abiding citizen! Lyon: Really? Name one law Mary: Don't kill people? Lyon: That's on me. I set the bar too low.

incorrect quotes ! / accepting.

[steeltempered]

“I don’t know if that was a good idea.” // gajeel c :

🗡 @wintrhaven

❝Nah, nah! This is just how ya do shit, trust me. Works like a charm. I do it all the time!❞

He can understand why Lyon would back away at the sight of Gajeel raising the speed on the electric whisk. Yeah, batter’s tricky and all that, but he’s done it a million times.

He turns to Lyon then. ❝The secret is to just not lift it wh─❞ Except he does lift it, because he’s not looking. And indeed it does get everywhere - mostly on Gajeel’s hair and torso. He takes one deep breath, and turns it off, glancing down at the damage.

❝... Oh. Yeah, I guess maybe I shoulda lowered the speed, or just not looked at you, huh.❞ He shrugs a shoulder, and turns it back on, though. ❝No biggie, though! S’fine!❞

[emperorvastia]

‘  it’s  not  spandex ,  it’s  leather .  and  you  used  to  like  it .  a  lot ,  if  i  recall .  ’

umbrella academy meme / accepting

“we promised to never refer to that phase. and please, it looks ridiculous now—there is a reason it’s in the past.”

[ofsavior]

soft & sweet sentences. || @wintrhaven

❛ aw, did you miss me? ❜ / from wintrhaven - lyon @ gray ; )

Scowling, Gray slumps his shoulders into his coat before squaring his posture. He's always been resistant to expressing his affection, and now's no different.

" Quit goading me. Magnolia's not big enough for two ice mages. " He retorts, voice bordering between irritation and exasperation. Although, admittedly, he enjoys Lyon's company from time to time. There's nostalgia behind every exchange; the way brothers always seem to have friction between them, but friction can be familiar and warm in its own right.

Shoving his hands into his pockets, Gray opts to push the point further. " So are you going to help me with this or not? "

[quiiscnt]

you can try to change my mind, but you might have to wait in line.  // @wintehaven at Rayne

meme // @wintrhaven

༄ ❚❙❘ Lips thinned into a line, a bad attempt to hide her disappointment. Rayne was not one to argue, everyone was entitled to their opinions after all. It was the response that dampened the conversation to her though. To be so stubborn, how dull.

     ❝A simple no would have been a fine answer. I can go to the confectionery by myself if you don't like sweets. I just thought it would be fun to go together.❞

[killrate]

“Shut up and drink your bone juice.”

♡ @wintrhaven

The witch rolls her eyes at the suggestion. “Don’t tell me what to drink. If I wanted milk, I’d have it in a glass, in my hand right now! And… ew, can you not call it bone juice?!” She scoffs. Apparently, the brattiness doesn't take long to kick in when she's told to do something that she isn't particularly interested in doing.

“And for the record, I’m twenty. I haven’t grown since I was…” she pauses to recall the exact age. “Fourteen? A whole millimeter! I’m sure that ship has sailed. My grandma’s genes screwed me.”