it was quite possibly the least unpleasant memory he could’ve gathered from that day. hearing it rise within natsu’s mind was unexpected. if there was one thing he was certain of at their first meeting, it’s that he and natsu shared the same shameful, childish sense of humor. it was a pity that he was simultaneously determined to bury him.

he was taken slightly aback by that bout of laughter, exhibiting a puzzled expression in response. as certain words fell from his mouth so easily, a knot formed in his chest. although they shouldn’t have made his muscles tense as they did, he couldn't help but feel skittish by hearing the words ‘ fall in love ’. hardening that momentarily weakened exterior, he scoffed before letting out a dry laugh. baring teeth, a simper immediately spread across his features.

❛   i think i was a little too focused on trying to kill you.   ❜  his reply slipped out sounding unintentionally abrasive, despite that smile he gave with it. the wounds from that time between them were presumably healed, but that subject has yet to become truly easy for him to speak about casually. they both carried scars from that battle, embedded in their skin and in their minds––––most of his weren't even given to him by natsu. regardless of his mixed emotions, he didn’t regret anything––––he couldn’t regret the path he was set on if it meant he would be there with natsu in the end. by his side, he’s the happiest he’s ever been, even if love truly frightened him.

01.   when life gets us down or we struggle to feel human feelings ??? alcohol is #1 bae lbr. 02.   we’re both nosey assholes. will definitely ease drop for funsies. 03.   we .. both wear a lot of layers & fugly clothing patterns ?? what is fashion? 04.   having little to no faith in others is Big Mood. 05.   we’re actually both really emotional, sentimental people on the inside or around certain rare people, but on the outside ? lolz -crushes feelings with bare hands- 

FIVE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN MUSE & MUN.

01.   i like to think that i’m not as big a bag of dicks as he is. 02.   erik surprisingly enjoys the company of kids, whereas i … do not.  03.   HONESTLY, he probably eats better than i do & is way healthier. dkjghdls POISON is like the ultimate Super food for him, okay. 04.   he comes up with hideous, stupid names for pets. kdfhjgfsdlh. i’m not nearly as cruel. 05.   well, he obviously puts more effort into making his eyebrows flawless than i ever fucking will. however, unlike me, i don’t think he knows about the existence of combs tbh ?? so who’s the real hot mess here?

TAGGED BY: HONESTLY, i was tagged like 8 months ago & i had the strange urge to finally do this. so i went hunting for it. fgklhsdhfh

unable to conceal a cheeky grin that spread, he reminisced fondly,  ❛   tch, y’ sure you want me to come? remember what happened last time?   ❜

that moment when natsu’s distracted self resulted in him taking a soccer ball violently to the head was a horrific, yet amusing, sight to behold. erik didn’t let him live it down for weeks afterwards––––once he saw that he wasn’t terribly injured, of course. 

          ‘you just couldn’t keep yer eyes off me, huh?’  erik had taunted, shamelessly.

if he would’ve asked him a few weeks ago, his answer would’ve been simple. erik hated noise, unless it was coming from the muffled chatter of a bar. he even hated most people. natsu’s obnoxious friends?––––as if, he’d be able to fit in with them. but to his surprise, he realized he’d do almost anything stupid and unappealing if it ended with natsu’s contented smile. how disgusting.

sitting forward from where he sat, he rested a stern gaze on him, withholding his answer. erik rose to his feet, musing quietly to himself while acting disinterested. carrying his steps toward the door, he traced a finger along his roommate’s collarbone as he passed by him.  ❛   i guess it wouldn’t kill me,   ❜  he finally spoke nonchalantly, breaking the suspense. resting his hands on natsu’s shoulder, he leaned his face closer to whisper in his ear.

it’s extremely important for me to get this particular point across, in regards to how i imagine erik’s true feelings toward the canon recruitment of the OS into CS to be. 

never. he would never submit himself to following anyone who showed him nothing but pain in the past. in addition to that, jellal did technically ‘betray’ the oracion seis in the past, so it’s difficult for me to believe that they’d trust him so easily––––especially erik. he would never let his friends blindly follow anyone he couldn’t personally trust. that’s why their poor late master met a quick end at his hand, right? he’s that kind of person, unfortunately. ––––or is it really a bad thing, in his mind? 

erik is extremely patient and will cleverly bend things in his favor, without violence if possible. he’s someone who’d fight tooth and nail for his freedom, regardless of how hopeless things might seem. he has more respect for himself than to blindly join someone who used to enslave him and uses violence as a means to pin ideals down onto. he’s someone who doesn’t take well to those who feel the need to preach at him. if and when he decides that he wants to change, he’ll do it for himself and by himself. however, that doesn’t exclude the possibility of good people in his life encouraging him to behave. like a few friends he’s made here.

a taunting remark would’ve been a suitable response for either of them. although their friendship truly expanded past the expected boundaries, he didn’t imagine lyon to confide in him like this. his special hearing allowed him to catch onto enough mental clues circling his mind. he could presume who he was talking about with little effort. he recognized how uneasy he was–––clearly evident by his body language alone. erik responded simply with a frown, cocking an eyebrow at his query.

average isn’t really how he’d describe people, but he tuned into what the ice wizard was suggesting. regardless, his thoughts instantly moved to a certain someone in his life. although, he deemed him to be far from ordinary, his impact on erik’s life had taken him by surprise. he tilted his head down, searching to provide the proper answer.  ❛   –––that’s .  .  . one way to put it,   ❜  he mumbled, attempting to conceal the way he smiled fondly to himself. quickly realizing how he might’ve appeared, he wiped away that silly expression before answering quietly,  ❛   but yeah i .  .  .  i guess i have.   ❜  

turning his attention back to his friend, his palm fell softly to the other’s shoulder–––giving unspoken reassurance. he captured a hint of lyon’s person of interest. unfortunately, his nerves were easily struck at the mere thought of that man. the bad blood between erik and him had nothing to do with lyon, so at that moment, he could only force himself to be supportive. besides–––erik was all too familiar with the possibilities of finding love in the most unlikely person. perhaps, this could be lyon’s chance.