#devoreuur

Erik saw the treats as his own poison that he despised. Instead trailing his nails into the blue frosting his tongue touched the sugar and then spit it out. He couldn’t bring himself to eat such sweet sugary ozzy substances. Cakes, pies, frosting, candy anything that could rot your teeth. Not that he ever had that problem, but the distaste for anything that tasted sweet unless it was drenched in poison would never cross his lips. Forcabily throwing his head away from Mirajane’s direction he muttered under his breath whild consealing his face with his arm.

 “You eat it. This stuff taste too weird to me, Im gonna be sick.” A weakness that he endured instead of just motion sickness.

this is crack? i thought this was a real interaction from the two

        “Huh–” Sting blinked a few times, unsure what to think about this sudden gesture, but eyes met the other’s & seeing her genuine smile washed all those thoughts away & Sting returned the gesture & took the box.

i think you probably remember me as snow

qwq not sure if you remember me but hellooo