#lamiafanged

[withachanceoflaxus]

@lamiafanged liked for a starter!

laxus was not like the woman before him. no. he knew now he never wanted to be guild master. that was why the fact that makarov decided to send laxus to give some sort of report to the guild master of lamia scale bothered him so much. he hated playing it safe but it was needed. especially considering...everything. he paused as he stood in her office. “i’m laxus dreyar of fairy tail...this is from fairy tail.” he said, all these were quite obvious but he didn’t care. he handed the other the file. playing it safe for the bastard meant doing this shit.

[lamiacrowned]

@lamiafanged / arden

“it...just occurred to me.” he began. there was little preamble for this. the room was quiet and he the thought literally crept onto him. “but we never did wonder about asim. what has he been up to recently? he has stolen the quiver before.” and lyon was not above going and asking the thief in person. 

[sinshckled]

@lamiafanged asked…   ( x )

⭐?

[gallantfairy-blog]

[/frowns at]

(  @lamiafanged  )

          CUE THE EXPRESSION OF PERPLEXITY engraved upon valorous mien, hurling a glance back at the fellow mage, yet of a different affiliation. Vigorous arms had taken a folded formation underneath her sternum. Silence had overwhelmed the ambiance; yet soon to be eviscerated with a set of words acting as an inquiry, offered towards the other individual. And yet, she had a minimal quanity options to choose from.

                    ❛ Is there something that you need? ❜

[somedayking]

“  YOU KNOW QUITE WELL.  you have something that isn’t yours.  ”

@lamiafanged​ / starter call

[shcklesofsin-aa]

Sherryon? 👀

✰ // NOT ACCEPTING !!━━━━━━ ( @lamiafanged )

send me a ship; I’ll tell you what I think it would be like if they had a child.

Name:     Aimée Blendy-Vastia ( french, ‘loved’ )

Gender:     Female

General Appearance:     Tall and slender; dark eyes of a blue-teal mixed shade. Long, pink hair — paler than Sherry bc of Lyon’s genes — tied up in a ponytail. Plump lips, long eyelashes. 

Personality:     She’s beautiful and she knows it; not that she’s vain or anything. She’s very confident, she has A LOT of charisma, she’s very kind and intelligent — and yet she can sass back; that’s from her dad. kind of that popular girl profile tbh.

Special Talents:     She uses doll magic, just like her mom — which is kind of scary considering just how influential she can be.

Who they like better:     Oh, she’s a mommy’s girl alright. Especially as a kid.

Who they take after more:     Sherry, physically. But personnality-wise, she also takes a lot after Lyon — his charisma, for example.

Personal Headcanon:     She’s a model for Sorcerer Daily; she’s very beautiful, her parents are famous wizards from a famous guild, she’s famous — that gives her a lot of influencial power, which she attempts, subtlely or not, to use to spread awareness for those who cannot love freely ( the equivalent of the LGBTQIA+ community, without there being one in Fiore necessarily ). Her dream is to, one day, be able to walk hand in hand with Jenny and Hibiki’s daughter, her best friend and her secret girlfriend, without getting the stares of the judgemental ones.Love is love, no matter which shape it comes in… right?

Face Claim:     N/A.

[freedthedark]

     “Are you going to bring this subject up every time we meet?”

@lamiafanged // [x]

[belsimu]

@lamiafanged

JENNY was confident. Or, at least, she’d shown up feeling confident. Sherry’s birthday had been haunting her the last few weeks ( what was too much, what was too little ) but she’d finally felt like she’d gotten it right. Now, as she was balancing the maybe-too-big box on her knee to knock on Sherry’s door - she was nervous. When it became clear that Jenny wasn’t going to be able to make the exact date of Sherry’s birthday, she may have gone out and added a few more things to her gift, in apology. It seemed right at the time, but maybe she had gone overboard.

THERE was really no time to dwell on it, because Jenny could see from her slanted angle behind the box that Sherry was opening her door. Naturally, Jenny’s first instinct had been to throw as much money as possible at her best friends birthday, but after a lot of deliberation ( a grim reflection of her own values, probably ) she’d decided Sherry would appreciate thought over money. Which is not to say her assortment of gifts wasn’t expensive, she was still Jenny Realight, after-all, but they weren’t expensive for the sake of it. 

...Progress. 

VOICE a little wilted from the strain of carefully carrying this box all the way to the door, Jenny felt could still feel the warmth leaking out of her own mouth. “Happy birthday, darling! Sorry I’m a few days late.”  “ If you could help me get this inside - I was thinking maybe you could open this before we went to dinner.” 

AN anxious brand of excitement shot across her skin at the thought of Sherry’s reaction. Hopefully, Jenny thought barely refraining from crossing her fingers, she’d like it. The leading item & the primary reason the box was so large was the painting she’d purchased. It was a gorgeous scenery piece && there was something so fantastical &&& interesting that Jenny had thought Sherry would appreciate it. Along with that came some clothes,  little articles Jenny had picked up with Sherry in mind here & there, a nice smelling candle, some nice hairpins. As well as a necklace && matching earrings that had reminded her of Sherry &&& then the final, and second ( hopefully ) highlight gift which was a very delicately crafted formal dress Jenny had seen & gotten tailored to Sherry’s measurements. 

LAUGHING a little bit, trying to calm her own nerves, Jenny joked lightly. “Or, if you hate everything, we can return it all & go shopping all over again.” 

[withachanceoflaxus]

@lamiafanged // arden

laxus did a double take when he saw the other. it was not someone he normally saw, but then again, he had been seeing many olf faces today. laxus blinked at the other god and said, “hey there, arden--or whatever you’re going by now.” laxus was not sure what that name was. sors or cyrus may have mentioned it, but he forgot it right now. “fancy seeing you here in the big city. here for business?”

[lamiacrowned]

@lamiafanged liked for a starter!

“you know, cherie, i may be cleaning diapers seemingly every ten seconds,” lyon began with a smile, a true smile at that. he may be tired, such is the effect of having two infants, but he was happy overall. that was important to note. “but at least i don’t have to see neil’s face daily anymore. i think i have regained some youth over not seeing him.”

[coeurspire]

“Since your birthday is coming up, why don’t we go somewhere? It’ll be just the two of us and a nice little break from the pressures in Zinnia for the moment. Not too long though, we can’t runaway just yet.” -lamiacrowned

@lamiacrowned

life in zinnia had changed. going to the guild was different, too, because instead of heading for the master’s office to collect a quest, she now went there because it was hers. she no longer met adam to chat about the newest developments in his research either; she was seeing more of him nowadays because for reasons beyond her, he had volunteered to be her right hand. she had meant for it to be only temporary, that she would send him back into the field before long, but the truth was: she could not do this yet as there were not enough hours in one day for her to live up to all the responsibilities she had.

so when lyon spoke of the pressure being in zinnia put on her these days, he was right. of course, he was too attentive to miss the fact that she had not quite chosen any of this, that she had only been allowed the decision whether to accept this or to cling to the idea that life was not made of ever-changing variables. she had chosen to accept the challenge — and a challenge it was. she could handle even the moodiest mages of her guild on most days, but it was neil of all people  ( someone so unimportant in the larger scheme of things )  who irritated her most.

( perhaps he was not exactly discreet about how he thought ooba had been wrong in choosing sherry and how he thought anyone could do a better job. )

and — this was so  lyon.  knowing that she was starting to feel the strain and just  knowing  that she would not be able to relax in zinnia, that she needed distance from it if she wanted to recharge and have a good time. this was why she loved him, this was why they were happy: they both knew instinctively when it was getting  too much  for the other, and instead of pointlessly stating the obvious, they found solutions.

“ my birthday isn’t for another month — and is just staying in bed not an option? ” she asked, only half in jest. wrapping an arm around lyon, she smiled against his shoulder before she continued to speak. “ though … we could go — somewhere, book a nice room in a nice hotel and do something we haven’t done in … weeks: sleep. i could sleep for a century, i think. ”

[sinshckled]

💬

★ |  * ⋆                - - - -  INBOX. ⌠ @lamiafanged ⌡

                                                     —   ☆ ☆ ☆   —  

JELLAL:  Date someone who will drag you outside at 3am to look at the stars.

SHERRY:  If anyone, and I mean ANYONE, wakes me up at 3am to go look at the damn sky, they will be removed indefinitely from my life.

- - - - - - ( source: tumblr. * )

WRONGLY QUOTED.   ( ACCEPTING ) ✔

[heavensabcve-blog]

@lamiafanged liked for a starter

Oh, this was a familiar face. Granted, it had been a while since she saw Sherry. Then again, how long had it been since she was at Lamia Scales guild? Several months, at least. Had it not been for Makarov, and her being the only one left as she broke from jobs for a while, she wouldn’t be here anyway. 

“Ah -- Sherry. It’s -- nice to see you again.” Awkward, but.. she never quite knew how to talk to the woman, and given that it had been so long, she did her best, though. “Are you the only one in the guild right now?”

[a-infusedwithamber]

❝ feeling pain is nowhere near as terrifying as feeling nothing. ❞

SHORT STORY STARTERS - accepting!

        Jasper considered her statement for a few long moments, tending his cigarette as he so often did, and allowing a large cloud of smoke to pass slowly through his lips.

The Crown Prince was a bit distorted when it came to feelings. From a young age he had been raised to behave on the colder side of the emotional spectrum; to be professionally empathetic but to keep his own feelings out of matters relating to his reign. But he wasn’t completely void of them either  --  that much was evident in the concerns he’d always had for his sister, particularly now that she was of age. 

Jasper blinked, and tried to dispel that thought from his mind for what was likely not the first time that day.

         “ Is it not? I think I’d be at much greater ease if I felt nothing. ”

[sanctuarias]

     ❛  I REALLY DON’T KNOW how some people can talk for hours without seeming to hear a word they say.  it must be a gift.  ❜     /     @lamiafanged ♡ 

[a-crocusblooms]

happy happy birthday Emiliy!! 💐❤️🎉🎊🎈🌹 I hope you have a good time (and will overlook my delay)

it’s okay, you were in time. thank you very much ❤️❤️❤️