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❛ was the use of force necessary in completing your objectives? ❜ ( mystogan, @ knightwalker / cobaltcrested )

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sometimes, erza wanted to bury her armored fist in the gut of her new king. but that would be treason, and she’d rather not have to deal with the consequences of having to lock herself up. but the fact remained that king jellal was not as focused on results as his father had been, which was a change from how she was used to. no, instead he was more interested in being humane, in making enemies into friends, or whatever.

(it took all of erza’s will to not roll her eyes whenever he talked about that kind of stuff.)

(after all, she was the one keeping assassins from getting close enough to kill him.)

“perhaps not.” a concession the soldier had to make, examining the blade of her dagger for blood with a casual air. “but it was effective, and didn’t waste time like your methods would’ve. unless you think that finding out just how many of the ambassador’s men are spies out to breaking into your office when you walk in and find them is a better idea, your majesty?” she certainly didn’t, and would kill any she found in her own on sight.

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mystogan: you need to calm downTM

erza, casually twirling a knife: this is calm.

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“ existing and living are not the same ” ( myst @ knighty )

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“does it even matter?” brown eyes stared out the window, watching the castle settle in for the night. it was late (of course it was, the only time she even indulged her king in conversations like this), but erza knew she still had hours before she could go to sleep. there was too much work to do, just so that she could continue existing in this world.

a shake of her head, and the soldier took a sip of the glass in her hand. existing was all she could expect for now, not until she got a chance to go fight for the nation she loved so much once more. “not everyone has a choice in the matter, not when we’ve dedicated our lives to a greater cause.” he was the king, she was the knight. edolas would always have to come first, even if the two disagreed on what exactly that meant.

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━━━ ━ -  *. ★  CONTINUED FROM... ( x )

     The slurred complaints he got in return of his intervention made Jellal’s eyebrow ( arch ); if Laxus meant to get him to SYMPATHIZE, it failed royally. In fact, the masked wizard felt his choice only validated further.

     “If you drink ANY MORE, you will REGRET it tomorrow”, the lost prince merely ( quietly ) replied, shrugging his shoulders.

     When the Lightning Mage’s head pressed against his thigh, Jellal sucked in a breath, feeling warmth spread in his chest. It wasn’t that this was unusual, far from it --- they’d been far more intimate during countless past encounters. Yet this still got to him... the more innocent, gentle contacts; the type of closeness he’d resolved himself to shove away when he’d left Edolas to save this parallel one.

     Still, the drunken stupor of his fellow guildmate made the ( entire experience ) much less ENDEARING.

     “Oh, quit it. You’ll thank me in the morning.”

                          ( not that he’d be there still; the thought was pondered sadly. )

     The gesture was hesitant, but he raised a gloved hand to the top of Laxus’ head and let his fingers thread through the golden locks, in a manner he hoped was pleasing.

                             “I think…. I think it’s sleepy time for Laxus.” 

     --- Jellal snorted lightly, quietly.

                                “I wish i remembered… lullaby. D’you have one?” 

                                                               ( ... )

     “A lullaby?”

     He hesitated, fingers halting their movements in the blond hair of the man. What a strange request. What a strange feeling it gave him as well, knotting his stomach so tightly.

     ( But the lyrics came to him, softly, and the Prince of Edolas ended up lulling his ‘friend’ to sleep, with nothing short of the song his mother used to sing to him. ) 

@withachanceoflaxus ♥

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mystogan @ laxus’ teeth: 👀💦

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Which Jellal do you prefer? XD

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"Alright, I think you've had enough to drink now." Seizes the bottle from his hand. ( MYST ! ) *

the noise he made was not what one would called dignified, but laxus, as inebriated as he was, did not really care. he made a vague gesture for it before falling back against the couch once more. drinking with his advanced senses always made for a fun, if not, strange time. a part of him wanted to study the affects of alcohol more, if only to know for the other dragon slayer in fairy tail and (warn him? have fun with it? it would depend on his mood) but really, the fact he was a dragon slayer was still a well-kept secrete at the behest of his grandfather.

maybe his…maybe ivan would want to know. he was into that science shit. (that laxus pretended not to be into)

“you’re being a real kill joy.” he slurred in mystogan’s direction. there was no particular reason he was drinking tonight. maybe some would correlate it to a Certain Date, but laxus wouldn’t. he didn’t put much stock into anniversaries of any kind. he felt himself fall a little, his head resting on mystogan’s thigh and he kept his eyes closed lest he do something weird like stare. 

his face scrunched up and his eyes closed, he let out a short sigh. too bad for mystogan, he would probably going to be useless for the rest of the night. he wasn’t even sure why he invited him this time–he turned down the raijinshuu earlier (wasn’t even sure if they knew, but they let him go) and yet, he invited mystogan. what the hell did that mean? he’d ask ever, but that would mean admitting he ditched them for someone else and, at the moment, it seemed like a bad idea.

finally, laxus opened his eyes and looked right into mystogan’s. he looked a little annoyed which annoyed laxus because, “you took my drink! don’t be annoyed! i get to be annoyed!” he huffed, but settled himself in against mystogan anyway. his feet were dangling off the end of the couch in an undignified manner and his beloved jacket was hanging on the coat rack, he saw. his mind was going so fast and so slow all at once. he looked back up to mystogan and felt a sudden urge to ask him to stay anyway, but not like it mattered much. he always left in the morning anyway.

the though made his eyes sting and he closed them again. “i think….i think it’s sleepy time for laxus.” he said softly. “i wish i remembered….lullaby. d’you have one?”

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whatever *becomes an enemy of the state*

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━━━ ━ -  *. ★  WHO AM I ? . *                        ⤷  [ You're the Olympian ]

(A methodical achiever) Your methodical approach takes you further, faster, higher.

                                       - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 

OPENNESS --- 50%

     Your high level of openness suggests that you are imaginative, creative, and comfortable with variety and change. But you can also tend towards individualistic behavior and impractical thinking.

CONSCIENTIOUSNESS --- 90%

     You are good at thinking through your actions before acting on an impulse. This helps you to avoid unnecessary stress or trouble, but it can also lead to workaholic and perfectionist extremes.

EXTRAVERSION --- 27%

     Your low level of extraversion suggests you are likely to be more reserved than other people, enjoy time alone and value maintaining strong relationships with a few close friends.

AGREEABLENESS --- 50%

     You value getting along with others, so are considerate, friendly, and willing to compromise your interests for the benefit of the group around you. As a result you tend to be very popular.

NEUROTICISM --- 31%

     You are calm, emotionally stable and are less easily upset than people with high levels of neuroticism. But this doesn't necessarily mean you experience more positive feelings than them.

tagged by:   stolen from @secrecykept !! tagging:   whoever wants to do it !!

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━━━ ━ -  *. ★  JELLAL FERNANDES.

          “ that i did. ”  —-  an honest answer, but that definitely wasn’t one of his shining moments. definitely one of his most embarrassing, though! he looks off to the the side for a moment.  “ i wanted to win for fairy tail, and perhaps acted a bit too rashly… ”  jellal huffs, then looks back to mystogan with a half smile.

“ i was put in my place after that, no mistake. i’m sure you heard about that from laxus. ”  the lightning mage wouldn’t stop nagging him about that circus performance for awhile after. thank you meredy and ultear. the former fugitive crosses his arms and looks to be thoughtful.

“ i was even unmasked by the magic council at one point. doranbolt – who was aware you were no longer in earthland – was at the games and tried to arrest me in a crowd of people. i barely got away from that one. ”

     “Well, that sounds quite like the ADVENTURE.” As long as his reputation hadn’t taken too much of a toll, he didn’t really see the problem; he merely hoped using his character as a cover had been useful. 

     “Did you tell them about Edolas? And they BELIEVED you ENOUGH to let you go?”                       HOW SURPRISING;           ( he, himself, would have found the concept of parallel universes to be a bit of a                                           s t r e t c h  if he wasn’t ITS LIVING PROOF. )

     Jellal frowned; “...Doranbolt knew about my world, you say? The name does not ring a bell in the slightest; I wonder how he found out.”

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                                ◦ ✧ ✩ various k-pop starters → pt.i

❝ Does anyone know how it makes me feel? ❞ ❝You’re a fool. ❞ ❝ You make me loyal. ❞ ❝ Because of my heart’s crazy fluttering, I couldn’t even say hello. ❞ ❝ I’m the bitch for making you sick. ❞ ❝ I’m dizzy, why’re you messing up my heart. ❞ ❝ I don’t know, I just wanna hold you again. ❞ ❝ I see you eyeing on me. If you want, come get a taste❞ ❝ I remember back in the days, when I thought I could do everything. ❞ ❝ Even when you’re in pain, I don’t know. ❞ ❝ That place is probably my home with you I’mma feel rich. ❞ ❝ You give so much but why are you the only unhappy one? ❞ ❝ If only I have you, it’ll be my home. ❞ ❝ Is this true? You won’t regret this? ❞ ❝ I didn’t change over night. ❞ ❝ You see me and turn as if you didn’t know me. ❞ ❝ I miss your scent that embraced me. ❞ ❝ You’re a fool who only knows me. ❞ ❝ We’ve lost our way. ❞ ❝ I’m in this grand place but I feel so miserable. ❞ ❝At the thought of you, I was able to smile. ❞ ❝ I’m sure you think I’m so selfish but you know I have no choice, you understand. ❞ ❝ I’m back, hi my home. ❞ ❝ When things were hard, you were always by my side. That’s the reason I was able to live. I won’t forget, I’ll always remember. ❞ ❝ I have nothing to say even as you’re crying.I’m just sorry, I’m sorry for everything. ❞ ❝ Thank you always for protecting me. ❞ ❝ Can you come back home? I’m pushing back all the pain. I’m still waiting for you like this❞ ❝ Why? Why? You’re gone away. ❞ ❝ Remember the promises we made together?  ❞ ❝ Stop crying, you have to forget me and smile. ❞ ❝ I  said it’s my fault but really I knew it just wasn’t the same. ❞ ❝ People who talk too much, always die first in the movies. ❞ ❝ I want you to be ruined, I won’t hold you. ❞ ❝ Suddenly, I regretted the cruel words I said to you. ❞ ❝ Don’t leave me behind in the memories.❞ ❝ I hope it’ll all be erased, hope this is just a dream. ❞

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Knights and Royalty Sentence Starters

Requested by anonymous. Feel free to change pronouns. 

“Do you need something, my liege?” 

“Get behind me, my lady!” 

“Sir knight, do come here.” 

“If I may be so bold, my lord, but is this really necessary?” 

“You sent for me, my king?” 

“I’m sorry, my lord, but I don’t trust him.” 

“You’re part of my personal guard now.” 

“No need for formalities here, my friend.” 

“I couldn’t possibly be so informal towards you, my liege.” 

“You shouldn’t run off like that, my lady.” 

“You must be a new guard.” 

“They shouldn’t speak of you like that, my king!” 

“A message for you, your highness.” 

“Running off without an escort again, my lady?” 

“Please forgive me, your highness.” 

“My dear knight, please take off your helm so I may look at you.” 

“I don’t think I’ve you seen around before, guard.” 

“Walk with me, sir knight.” 

“You were my late father’s favorite. You don’t look like much.” 

“Are you disappointed that you’re to guard me instead of an heir higher in succession?” 

“I didn’t know we hired your kind into our guards.” 

“I am merely a guard, my lord.” 

“I live to serve you. Always.” 

🗡+ your own!

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OLYMPIAN AESTHETICS.

APHRODITE.   laughter loving.   sweet smiles.   dressed in silk and satin. flower in their hair.   sees the world as a runway.   unapologetically sexual.   the sea washing their ankles.  in love with love.   stirrer of passion.  cunning concealed by painted lips.  secret daggers.   doves.   revolution in their kiss.   delighting in the waves.   flirtatious winks.   strolling along the beach.   staring wistfully from a balcony.  this is how to be a heartbreaker.   wants to be adored.   gets turned on by danger.

APOLLO.     glitz and glamour.   art galleries.   turning the volume up.   being made of gold.  neatly organized music sheets.   notebooks filled with poetry.   bathing in the sunlight. the powerful urge to create.  collecting vinyl records.   beautiful cover of wonderwall.   playing multiple instruments.   tasting like sunshine.   healing touch.   speaking in prophecies.   smile mingled with wrath.   shunning lies.   sporting shades.   hanging out at music festivals with their friends.   sleeps naked.   arrow to the heart.   paint brushes.   probably has a tinder account.

ARES.   armed for battle.   wants to raise a dog with their significant other.   soft spot for children.  gives piggyback rides.   scarred body.   blood on their hands and face.   willing to fight the world for the ones they love.   fights against injustice.   warm hugs.   well worn combat boots.   boxing gloves.   bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles.   fist raised in protest.  ignites revolutions.   fear is a prison.  more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think.   exhausted.   damaged goods.  force to be reckoned with.  red roses.  curses under their breath.

ARTEMIS.    keen sense of a hunter.   freckles like constellations on their skin.   piercing eyes.   disheveled braid.  moonlight peeking through the shadows.   the calm of the forest at night.   lying on the grass and staring at the stars.   mother doe and her fawn.   protecting their kin.   the moon shimmering on a still lake.   quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree.  running with wolves.  bonding while circled around a campfire.   not being much of a people person.   arrow hitting a target.   popping egos.   patience on 3%.   touches heaven and returns howling.

ATHENA.   discerning gaze.   unreadable face.   quiet museums.  owl perched on their finger.   armour that intimidates.   eye for architecture.   plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses.   studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid.   big fan of logic.   loves brain teasers.   ancient buildings.  sweaters in neutrals and cool colours.  hair done up.   can kill you with their brain.   heads to the library often to research.   sharpened pencils.  abs that can cut steel.  stoic statues.  pottery classes.

DEMETER.     soil covered hands.  smile that can bloom flowers. skin loved by the sun.  being the mom friend. can lift you and your friends.  flowers kept in the pockets of overalls.   takes pride in their beautiful garden.   speaks to their plants.   leaves rustling in the wind.   stalks of wheat.  picking fruit.   greenhouses.   heart as strong as a mountain.   values simplicity.   daisies dotted across a collarbone.  curls crowned with flowers.   folded pile of sweaters in warm hues.  pulling out fresh baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.

DIONYSUS.     drunk shitposter.   on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second.  seductive smirks.   untamed curls.   rich fabrics on dark skin.   sleek furred panthers.   theatre masks.   stage productions.   receiving a standing ovation.   rose caught between their teeth.   being the baby of the bunch.  wild parties that last from sundown to sunup.   creeping vines.   inspiring loyalty.  grand opera houses.   masquerade balls.   rolls of film.  shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine spilled floor.   pouring champagne into flutes.   lives for the applause.

HEPHAESTUS.    the calloused hands of someone who knows labor.   sweaty brow.  flame burning in their eyes. inventive mind.   broad shoulders.   steampunk goggles.   nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes.  ashes.   striking a match.   blueprints for future projects.   fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades.   wrestles with bitterness.  work boots have seen better years.   wrinkled plaid shirts.   iron melted in blazing fire.  huge jackets.   crafting masterpieces.   greased stained overalls.   fascination with robotics.  pain is fuel.   stack of weaponry.   even their muscles have muscles.

HERA.    resting bitch face.  dressed to the nines.   cows grazing on a pasture.  cool rain.   loving and hating fiercely.   hand clutching a string of pearls.   large chandelier with glittering crystals.   plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims.   romance to realism.   pictures of the sky while flying on a plane.   files that under fuck it.   downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix.  like their selfie or you’re grounded.   knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man.   dark eyes that penetrate your soul.   marble and gold.

HERMES.     devil - may - care smile.   always up - to - date on the latest technology.   will steal your french fries.  does it for the vine.   shitposter.   puts googly eyes on everything.   meme hoarder.   long drives on the highway.   ma and pop diners.   spontaneous road trips.   folded maps.   fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop.   shooting hoops on the basketball court.  chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations.   goes jogging in the morning.   mixes redbull with coffee.   menace on april fool’s.   hoodies and sneakers.

POSEIDON.   storm with skin.  colorful coral reefs.   waves crashing against the shore.   stroking the soft fur of a cat.  their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop.  tousled locks.   clothes smeared with paint.  owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more.   leather jackets.   fondness for diy projects.  handwriting that flows across the page.   nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin.   velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams.   mood as ever - changing as the sea.   the roar of a motorcycle.   compass with a spinning arrow.

HADES.     walking home alone in the early morning.   back alleys.   drinking alone in a graveyard.   crippling loneliness hidden by sarcasm and cynicism.   crows picking a carcass.   untended dead flowers.  the black sheep of the family.   black coffee.   money can’t buy you happiness.  murder mystery dinner parties.   blood on your shirt collar.   dust illuminated by sunlight.   classical music.   dogs are better than people.   a quiet wrath.   shady business deals.  taking what you are owed.   paint it black.  seasonal affective disorder.   popping the suit collar.   grey rain on a cityscape.

ZEUS.     thunder in their heart.   running on coffee.   flash of lightning.   unnatural charisma.   eloquence.   badass in a nice suit.   aficionado of history.  force of nature.  lennyface.   nightmare - filled nights.  proud arm around their lover’s waist.   high - rise buildings.  planes soaring through a cloudless sky.   technician on the piano.  maintains order.   strong handshake.   juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease.   expensive watch.

tagged by.   stolen from @yeonban !! tagging.  @withachanceoflaxus ; @eonve ( sting ) ; @heartsled ( choose your muse ! ) ; @hiscrime ; @w-olfcry ; @pallasminor ; @musiceluted ; @arcanaaa ; @shinebrightlikealion ; @freedthedark ; @thalassus ; @titanslayer ; @dragcnborn ; @empyralsky ; @scorciare && @titaxia !

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