Crow

fcurteenth asked:  embrace  good luck link! ♥

hugs || always accepting || @fcurteenth

       embrace    for my muse to hug your muse.

  This was ODD. He wasn’t understanding in the fullest why the other wanted a hug so badly. twitching the blonde stared at him for a very longer time. Those moments where Link personally just wanted to walk away but atlas he couldn’t. Human contact was not part of the CROW. if he had to hug someone, it was one of the siblings, but never this one. 

“ .... you HAVE been sleeping right? you’re not losing it on me? I don’t need report any of this ---??” 

a long sigh left his lips for a moment. Taking a step closer to the other he couldn’t do it. Turning away from the other he huffed.

he went from this to that. 

     ❝ …doesn’t that automatically make YOU one of said trashy people? ❞    god, Link have some… weird analogies sometimes. either way;; there’s the slightest of twitches to his hand, almost THREATENING to activate– hands off the snacks, HOWARD.        ❝ but using my crown clown is tiring! you said so yourself—- last time I went fighting I almost passed out of hunger. ❞

   don’t you DARE.        ❝ —come now, Link-SAN. don’t you know the saying– ‘the fact you’re garbage doesn’t mean you can’t achieve great things? it’s called a trash-CAN, not a trash-CANNOT. ❞

 He’s holding one in his hand. He might do it. 

              “ ---- that was a sad attempt to prove a point. I think you have been hanging around some trashy people. we need to keep you in your room until you can be NORMAL again... Put you on a diet as well -- no more sweets for a while, only healthy food.”

   that trash-can suddenly looks COMFY. don’t mind him for just… settling there. sitting. yes. no opening the trash can for you today, buddy.

 doesn’t mean he doesn’t know how to burn it in front of him. after all, crow’s flames are very ---- hurtful. 

fcurteenth asked:  he's staring. for quite good three minutes, actually. he's staring, and... then he's reaching out to poke his finger against the dots on Link's forehead.

random ask || ALWAYS accepting @fcurteenth​

He simply just WATCHED the other. Most times they had a scaring contest it seems. Though when the other raised his hand and lean foreword he wanted to slap it away. waiting for the PERFECT moment, Link quickly did such a thing. 

“Hands to yourself, Walker. Be grateful I don’t take it.” 

Link HATED to be touched by others. and as much as he shouldn’t push it --- he couldn’t help it. It was a reaction he got with his younger siblings. They always tired to annoy him -- and Walker almost reminded him of it -- but none the less. 

avaere asked:

‘  excuse  me,  sir,  there  must  be  someone  you’ve  confused  me  for.  ’

It may not be the smoothest from the snooping apprentice's side, but Lavi still attempted to pull a quick disguise by pulling his bandanna down in front of his eyes. Who is this man? No one knows this. This is no longer Lavi, the bookman's apprentice. He is now the sightless ... wanderer ... who should've snooped elsewhere.

random ask || ALWAYS accepting. || @avaere​

 The CROW stared at the other. Red-hair, annoying voice. Really? did he think Link was dumb or something? Unless he was doing something for his own part of the job. part of him wanted to ignore him and walk away. but --- he knew the Bookman Jr. was not an idiot -- nor was Link. a small sigh from his lips. Turning his eyes away for a moment he smirk to himself.