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┌────────────┐ Ｄ Ｒ Ａ Ｇ Ｏ Ｎ Ｓ Ｌ Ａ Ｙ Ｅ Ｒ └────────────┘ "You want war... with FAIRY TAIL? I'm not the same... as before... I'll make you feel the same."

[tetsukawa]

( ʟᴜᴄᴇ )

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                           “I said they know how to handle themselves, I’ve never said                            they are the smartest or the best team to go on with in missions.”,                            Lucy chuckled. “I’m just glad that Levy-chan is happy with you and                             still keeping up with the Shadow Gear thing.”

     “With?” Confusion riddled his pierced demeanor, stirred      by her phrasing as his conscious demanded to know just      what she meant by the aforementioned statement. Alas,      he wasn't going to go so far as scold or throw indignance      towards; just clarification.“The hell do 'ya mean by that?”

[lumierx-archive-blog]

ᴛɪᴛᴀɴɪᴜᴍ

[tetsukawa]

( ʟᴜᴄᴇ )

                       ❝  we’ve been walking for ages!❞

            did they not start their journey during             the peak of the night? now, it seems             mountains greet them in every rocky             step. 

            who knows when her tired feet will             fail her? heavens knows that would             be a pain!

     Suffice to say, her nagging failed to abate, leaving the      slayer with an irked expression― but alas, he made      sure to follow it up with an equally irked response, as      umbran locks sway aside so the mage could observe      and watch his student-to-be.

     “― An' you've been whinin' a good length of it. I found      this spot 'cause it gets me away from the city, so here,      nothin' will get in the way of yer training.”

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To the fairy tail roleplays whom are being effected by Fairytail Failings, a blog dedicated to a spiteful homophobic person that is currently just picking at people, it doesn’t give criticism and is based on breaking peoples morals in hope they will delete their blog.

I have dealt with these blogs in the past and have been one of have been the cause of a few of them being removed however one of the key ways in doing that was not responding to them. Unfortunately people lack that ability, if they choose to ignore the person whom is making cruel messages, then they die out all together.

Tell me, what is to be more adult like? Continue to respond like petty children, make fools of yourself attempting to feed the person, thus giving them more reason to continue, or ignore them? This is coming from someone who has dealt with it before, having had people tell me to kill myself on anon, tell me I have horrible OCs and other things but I ignored them and they stopped.

These may not be your muses, they belong to Mashima, so anyone who says ‘these are your muses’ is wrong all together, but they are your blogs, your interpretations, whether they are good or bad. But continually going to this person and responding to them will keep them going, put them on your block list, your blacklist but act as adults and ignore the child.

He/She/It is not worth your time and continually responding to them is making them stay. Listen to me, they might be here, they might be a homophobic, cowardly brat who shouldn’t exist on tumblr but the more people talk to them, then the more the longer they will stay.

Just ignore them and all their cruel remarks.

[tetsukawa]

( ʟᴜᴄᴇ )

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                           “Now, now. Jet and Droy know how to handle themselves.                            But it was very nice of you to let her go with them! I’m pretty sure                            that they missed the whole Shadow Gear Team thing.”

     “Trust me, you haven't worked with 'em. Those two      got themselves captured last time― damn morons      hassled the livin' hell outta me to let them tag along,      all to try an' impress Shrimp.”

[lumierx-archive-blog]

ᴛɪᴛᴀɴɪᴜᴍ

tetsukawa

[tetsukawa]

( ʟᴜᴄʏ )

                       ❝  you’re a sadist, i tell you….❞

            is this the true way of training? never             has her muscles cried against the              punishment and strain of the bruises             laughing  over her skin. oh, how she             yearn that it was a mere illusion, a             imaginary reality conjure by her mind.              yet, the sun burns her eyes with the             rocks marching unevenly underneath             her.  

     “Quit wastin' yer breath on stupid commentary an'      focus on walking. We're almost there anyways.”

     Sadist? Surely she didn't resort to low & obvious jabs,      because he doubts the key mage is credulous to think      that her insults will be absent of just consequences...      they won't be, and the blonde best think of her next      choice of words wisely, lest she wishes her already      hefty burden to become encumbered twice over.      Then again, he did warn her to travel light, which to      no one's surprise, she didn't.

[tetsukawa]

outofscales;; new approach to the icons. given how i have to do each one individually given the transparent corners, it gone be taking me ages. *goes die somewhere.*

[tetsukawa]

( ʟᴜᴄᴇ )

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                           “Well, it has really been a while since she went on a mission                            with Jet and Droy, so I just guessed she would be with you or Lily.                            But thank you for letting me know, Gajeel-san!”

   “I was the one who insisted she go with 'em, otherwise they would'a definitely sunken into some kinda pit 'o depression. You know what they're like about 'er. It's messed up.”

[floren--s]

tetsukawa

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                           “Say, Gajeel-san, have you seen Levy-chan? I’ve been                     looking for her for a while now and I can’t find her anywhere                     inside the guild. Not even in the library!”

[tetsukawa]

   “Shrimp an' her team went on a mission. I think she felt bad 'bout hangin' around me instead 'o her partners. Though I'm wonderin' how you didn't come to that sorta conclusion.”

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tetsukawa

      ❝  I promised Pantherlily and Levy            and I intend to keep my promise.                    if you have a problem take it to them

[tetsukawa]

   “Eh? The hell kinda crap are you dribblin' on about?”

[tetsukawa]

So I kinda goofed and messed up my theme, so I'm redoing it, so don't click because it'll be all whack.

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                    The connection to make conversation had been easily broken with his abrupt action, causing a pout to continue, hands dropping to her waist where they settled with a huff ensuing. She hadn’t seen an issue with the touch at all, humans had done it all the time and all she had done was adapt to their doings, it was a common doing from what she assumed — apparently not.

                    It was hard to continue conversation in fear that if her lips moved to fast she would lose him, without the brief contact it would be slow. Doe-look eyes peered up at him in some confusion, hands raised to untangled hair from the prominent horns, easily aggravated by such things. She didn’t know what else she was meant to mouth to him — she’d speak but the thick and jaggered scar across her throat would prove otherwise difficult or uncomfortable.

                 “ It makes communication easier unless you wish for me to keep mouthing words or writing things down. “ There was an evident pause before a silent sigh escaped from svelte tiers. “ What do you want to know? “

[tetsukawa]

   “Do you really think I give two shits 'bout how we talk? You ain't entitled 'ta grab me, lady, we aren't even on the same platter for that crap, an' I'm here for reason you dragged me out 'ere― what do you know.”

   Like a proverbial burn, this woman would be endowed with neither benevolence nor courtesy. Her transgression, whilst rewarded with the sting of a harsh reality, was subsided, given the circumstances that befall her. What chosen words that she prattled wasn't going to grant her any pleasantries from this mage, albeit he's never one to be the pleasant kind of guy; something she may come to realize, or given how things might transpire, mightn't.

   Gajeel wasn't the foolish kind of man, nor was he credulous about what was currently revolving around him, all evident to that blunt expression which prior, matched his blunt response. But that's a thought whereupon he exploits verbally. “Either you dragged me out 'ere so when shit goes down, no one else is gonna be involved, or I'm snuffed so these killings can keep happenin'. For your sake, 'cause I'm pretty bad at pullin' punches.”

[scarlet-knight-blog]

                   “It doesn’t matter what you’re asking for, I don’t have anything at the moment.” A small fee or a hefty one, it didn’t matter as long as those pockets were starving. There should be a tab under her name for the meanwhile. During that while, she’ll maul at his generosity. Why such a decline price? It makes her wonder, it makes her question, is the armor truly worth it? Price usually indicates endurance, the higher the price range the better the quality. Then again, it’s not like him to cheat her, she’ll take his offer as a friendly discount.

        Looming in her possession, she began to further inspect. Not that there was an expectancy for scratches, just an eye out for design. Her knuckles, although hidden under the perplexing cast of metal, knocked against the outer surface of the breastplate. All in search of a tune, something that convinces the mage of high standards, and surely enough, it sang a tune so unforgotten that the slayers of Sabertooth heard it as well.

        The fairy’s confidence returned twofold while hands clasped together. Earthly stares confronted a mature one. She was youth in a sense and he, he was leadership. Nodding at his plot (that seemed too farfetched for her to create), the maiden encouraged him to join her on a new quest. “I was planning on heading out today, you want to tag along? That way our deal can be finalized quickly.” While she’s at it, she’ll test out the new armor.

        Speaking of which, she’ll model it on now.

        Particle by particle the sported armor left her body. As the scraps of metal slowly dissipated from her figure, along came a new touch.

        The touch of air and the touch of liberty.

        Her breasts were out yet it plays well with her magic so it’s excusable. Her transformation lost its glamour, simply stating, no one cared for her showcasing and it’s because they either didn’t mind the view or closed lips tremored less than a truthful voice. “Hand it over.” A dainty hand reached out hoping to receive what she longed for.

[tetsukawa]

   His face said it all― an obvious intoxication of befuddlement and downright pity for her stupidity. You can summarize that the infection of Salamander's brainless actions are contagious. Erza's oblivious understanding of just how armour is built, never mind her expectation of it here and now, probably insulted the dragon slayer. And we know he's never one to shy away from pointing problems out, no reason to alienate himself this time around.

   “Are you seriously that stupid? 'Ta start off, cover up, an' secondly, makin' armour isn't something to treat lightly, especially since you ain't the one making it.” Much to his vexation, he did well to restrain from thickening the downpour of salt on this fresh wound. He could have schooled her about respecting what she might consider some superficial layer of protection. Given how he adorns it in the stead of his tanned flesh, he knows just how reliable armour can be.

   Ah screw it, let the salt pour.

   “This is why you lose more 'o your armour than Salamander loses brain cells. 'Ya just charge on ahead spoutin' friendship like it's going outta style, while ignoring what you can do with an extra layer savin' your ass. So when you hold out yer hand, thinkin' I'm just gonna pull a suit outta my ass, it makes me think twice 'bout makin' it for someone who treats armour like somethin' fashionable.”

   Following his... exertion, so to speak, drawls a low tone sigh in which he now finally averts vermilion pools from her shameless physique. If she were to allow this rare instance of him speaking freely, and the advice that came with, to run right through one ear or another, suffice to say there will be no deal from which he extends courtesy and a representation of sorts.

[scarlet-knight-blog]

          Eyes could roll out of her sockets in awe if they could. Mild tinted, but surely hued, her lips transformed into a smile at the sight of such incredible armor. A body shield, motile if she might add, with defenses so thick that it could withstand the debts of her previous ones. The giver of the item is not only precious to her, but the appearance of the suit he manufactured was also precious. His ability left her in silence and thus, the dragon slayer was deaf to the inaudible scratches coming from her throat.

           Roofed phalanges swept her bangs back. A few leftover strands made the stylish red appear untidy, but no matter, surely he’s seen her in poorer appearances. Speaking of poor, a globule of sweat trickled down the nape at the thought of the expenses. How long would it take her to make the complete purchase?

           Years no doubt.

           “I have nothing I can give you for payment at the moment.” It’s sudden, but she won’t turn away from a wearable sculpture of such caliber. Though tomorrow will be a different day and she will make sure to bring funds! “Hey that only happened once!”

[tetsukawa]

   “It ain't like I'm askin' for some hefty price,” replied the studded mage, whom carried words writhed in truthfulness. Between the requests and part-time job, his income is well endowed like most of the Fairy Tail girls, so adding extra figures wasn't his grand concern. Sure, the funds he requires exceed her regular supplier, but they don't have dragon slayer metal in their possession― Gajeel does.

   One would wonder however in regards to why he's rather lenient to manufacture such an addition to her plethora of armour. Could it be penance for sins long committed? Nay, that's his war and his alone. His reason is plain and simple― she's tolerable. Well there's more to it, but he's not one to think strongly on sappy things. Nevertheless, the two have a mutual respect, and this is simply his way of showing it, strangely enough.

   Taking a small window of time to stretch, toned muscles easing under the new regime of lucidity that came flowing after aforementioned moment of ease his frame, what he'd demand next might come as a surprise. “Next job you go on, an' I know you aren't one 'ta find small ones enjoyable, pay me half, and you'll get your armour.”

[praellia]

     ”Hey, dogs don’t bite the hands of those who feed them, tiger.

          If cheap scrap metal’s what you want, that’s what you’ll have.

               If you want silver, I can manage that.”

[tetsukawa]

   “Would'a thought that point was driven in when I said it.”

[praellia]

     ”No friend of mine is going to be eating cheap scrap metal, no sir.

            I think if we ask Kinana politely, I’m sure she can spare some of the silver.”

[tetsukawa]

   “That's what scraps are, genius, cheap, an' I'm the only friend who does.”

[praellia]

     ”Demanding as usual, but I’ve no problem with obliging.

          A steak or somethin’s gonna be cheaper considering 

               the amount that you drink.”

[tetsukawa]

   “Heh, I'm only takin' up yer offer, an' if you want something cheap, just ask for anythin' metal they can spare.”

[praellia]

tetsukawa

[praellia]

     ”Hey there, friend. Ain’t it been a while?

                    Wanna grab a drink with me? I’m in a good mood,

                                                                            so how ‘bout I buy?”

[tetsukawa]

   “I'll pass on the drink, but you can shout me somethin' to eat instead.”