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nonverbal meme / no longer accepting

the fact of the matter was simple: being a fugitive was not easy. ultear had lived a life that granted her many different lifestyles so she felt it was easier for her rather than others to compare and contrast. it had been quite some time since the time witch herself had applied any makeup on her face. it was very impractical no matter how calming it was to sit in front of a vanity and go through the rituals. however, over time, she had found newer, much more practical rituals.

and doing hair was one of them. 

first, it was her own hair. and then, when meredy returned came along, it was when she allowed, doing meredy’s. and now well. there were more members which meant more hair maintenance and it said something, ultear wasn’t sure what, that sorano allowed ultear to do her hair. 

ultear was not privy to the past of all of the oracion seis members, she had vague ideas that told horrifying tales and that was about it. but then again, vagueness with a hint of horror was just about what anyone would gleam by just looking at the group of them altogether. no one chose to be a fugitive, a vigilante, a criminal: truly the word differed on point of view. all the labels personally fit ultear and she was probably the best as shouldering those sorts of weights.

sorano’s hair was surprisingly soft all things considered and luckily for them both, easy to handle. the fire crackled in the background and soft conversation flowed into dusk as ultear quietly worked. going back and forth between the strands with a focus she held for any important task and this was a task of upmost import for the moment. maybe it was trust. maybe sorano was just being lazy and ultear was reading too much into it. (she did have a terrible habit of overthinking) but the motives—for once—didn’t matter.

with one of her own ribbons (they didn’t have much hair supplies to go around) ultear tied the fine, white strands together. she was happy she saved one of her purple ones because her white ones would be hidden and the color complimented the other’s hair quite well.

a soft smile graced her face as she sighed happily. ultear would always be the type to take pride in a job well done.

    “  Eh  ?  No  way  !  Seilah  ,  you’re  still  kickin’  ?  “

   Probably  a  good  thing  Jackal  hadn’t  decided  to  blow  up  the  cabin  just  sitting  there  like  a  duck  in  the  water.  She  probably  would  have  been  pissed  if  he’d  done  that.  It  had  been  just  sitting  there  and  to  be  fair  ,  lots  of  those  old  geezers  he’d  been  sent  to  kill  had  been  tucked  away.  So  maybe  if  he  was  lucky  he’d  nab  the  one  or  two  left  over  -  though  he  supposed  there  wasn’t  a  REAL  reason  for  it.

   Hands  rested  on  his  hips  ,  Jackal’s  tail  flicking  around  behind  him  as  the  demon  looked  around.  Though  since  she  WAS  around  ,  it  did  explain  why  she’d  be  around  these  areas.  Anywhere  near  Fairy  Tail  was  just  begging  for  trouble.  But  a  bark  of  laughter  left  regardless  -  what  an  unexpected  twist.  

For a huggy meme somewhere

She had been one of the first to fall asleep, as was often the way with their annual sleepovers ( she could stay awake for days if she had a task or project to complete, but when there was no responsibility hanging over her, her body knew that was the only time to rest ). There had been soft, friendly voices around and peace as she’d drifted into sleep, a sense of safety.

And yet she jumped awake a few hours later, a panic in her chest that had her eyes wide as they searched her surroundings. But it was dark. Too dark to see. Echoes of her dream plagued her and quickened her breaths. The darkness isolated her, but she was not alone. There was something else there. Something lurking and ready to attack. The phantom presence seemed to get closer, making her tense, nails digging deep into her palms.

But then came her name on a whisper. A familiar voice, filled with soft concern.

Levy blinked, and slowly the darkness didn’t seem quite so cloying. Shapes became clearer and memories returned. Yes, that’s right…she was at Lucy’s with the girls…

She pulled her blankets tighter around herself, feeling a chill skim across her skin like a winter breeze. She took a slow, shaky breath and peered around to see whose voice had pulled her from her panic. Who else was awake? The question was answered as she noticed a movement from where she remembered Juvia had made her bed. Levy watched as blankets were shifted and Juvia moved closer.

--- for sherry.  surprisingly,  i do not have many ships for her?  

01.  lyon.  allies to friends to lovers?  y e s.  i have been making fun about how emotional the knowledge that lyon trusts her many times now,  but it keeps making me emotional!  she deserves that trust and they deserve to grow together. 02.  jenny.  so,  shenny is one of my ultimate brotps for her thanks to azalia  /  @belsimu​,  but i think that i could see them working out romantically as well.  because,  again,  i am weak for the development from friends to lovers. 03.  therapy.  like essentially every other character in this story,  she would benefit from it.  i do headcanon that she did receive treatment after going through the trauma nirvana put her through,  but she could have benefitted from it from childhood onward.  i obviously never lost my parents to a demon’s rampage when i was seven and i never joined a 15-year-old’s revenge plan over it,  but the fact that sherry did tells me that she should probably have seen a therapist in her early youth. 04.  not-ren.  those who have followed me for a while know that i have very little love for her so-called canon ship as it makes me actively uncomfortable.  i think they have very poor chemistry and are a bad example for  ‘ opposites attract ’  which,  in my humble opinion,  should not apply to  ‘ their values in life have virtually no common ground whatsoever ’  anyway.  and then,  there is the fact she was barely seventeen when he was twenty.  yikes.  long story short  ---  i would be down to explore virtually any ship with someone  ( in her age group )  before i would give that ship serious thought.

--- for eve.  god,  i actually never thought about shipping him with anyone? 

01.  happiness and a solid career that makes him proud.  eve is not somebody i see happy in blue pegasus,  long term.  i have talked about that on my multi and i wont repeat myself here,  but i can see him leaving the guild in favour of more  ‘ serious ’  work,  perhaps he might have a career in magical law later on in his life?  he is still young,  after all. 02.  somebody his age.  i know what his guild card says.  i have looked at it.  but do you know what?!  there is hardly a character who is older than him where i can imagine chemistry!  for the sheer chaos of it all  ( and because it makes jackie and me laugh ),  i say sherry and lyon.  now accepting candidates for the fourth part of this ship who has to be a hufflepuff. 03.  maybe!  based on aesthetics!  yukino.  i have no genuine explanation for this aside from that they are around the same age and that they have both a short career in law enforcement in their past,  and i can imagine them being cute together?  i don’t know. 04.  anybody who challenges him and nudges him out of his comfort zone.  i do consider him one of the mages in his guild who are quite serious about being mages and i do believe that he takes his advancement on the path of being a strong mage seriously.  anyone who supports him there would be a good match,  especially if they can grow together. not quite 05.  but let him in on the post-pardon crime sorciere integration program.  he was injured  ( and possible tortured )  for information during the nirvana arc,  and while i think he healed from this better than someone else did,  i do think he would benefit from being included in some fashion.  i have no idea if he has it in him to forgive midnight just yet,  but it would be interesting to see him interact with the figures from his past.

someone else might have called what he was doing lurking,  but silver strongly rejected such a notion.  for one --- he was pacing and he was not trying to remain hidden,  as futile as such an endeavour would be either way given not just his size but also the general perceptiveness of those he was to call comrades.  most days,  this was an unbearable thought --- he cared little for the majority of the other demon gates,  but he knew how to keep his dismay to himself.

he was a better actor than many would give him credit for.

➽  [ unsaved number ] :  dont get me wrong, i think most of what you did was pretty awful ➽  [ unsaved number ] :  but there’s this one thing i cannot really fault you for? ➽  [ unsaved number ] :  hibiko /does/ fault you, i guess, but i ... dont ➽  [ unsaved number ] :  you can learn a lot about someone by seeing how they treat those they deem lesser than them and in her case, ir was prwzzy bad ➽  [ unsaved number ] :  dont tell anyone though

— cana (hearternal) @ gray

➽  [ c ] :  i’ll bribe you with,  uh.... ➽  [ c ] :  new cards? ➽  [ c ] :  please be my fake gf for this job,  cana,  best of my friends ➽  [ c ] :  i really want to get my hands on that allegedly authentic manuscript that is allegedly written by my teacher ://

it was strange, actually having someone she could talk to about some of the things that she kept so quiet. and while minerva wasn’t about to tell yukino half of the things she had been going through since childhood, this was... probably less damaging to her reputation. plus, well, she really wanted someone to help her sort through the complicated feelings she had on the matter. yukino was the best option, being someone she trusted  ( as much as she trusted anyone at least )  who knew enough of her situation to give good advice.