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Super short drabble based on Mashima’s twitter from yesterday! 

@rboz This was the fluff I was talking about on twitter :3c


~~~*8*~~~

To disturb a dragon slayer’s sleep was a dangerous for anyone to attempt, and precious few ever got away with their lives.  

There was only one that Gajeel Redfox would allow to wake him without a grumble, and her way was far more gentle than he deserved, let alone expected. She would poke his cheek gently, prodding the soft flesh as she would hold her breath to keep from giggling. If he was slow to respond, she would poke him again, letting the digit linger on his skin as her other fingers would graze his jaw softly. Usually by then he’d wake, or pretend to wake seeing as her very presence would snatch his awareness. Most of the time she would let him rest before rousing him.  

Their children weren’t as considerate, unfortunately.  

Especially if he made the foolish decision to try and nap on the couch after returning from a hard mission. He’d beg for just a few minutes of sleep before joining in on their games, something that Levy was gracious enough to understand and keep the twins occupied till he was up again.  

However, despite her best efforts to keep both of them distracted, there were sometimes when one twin would sneak past her and creep up to the couch, giggling under their breaths. He’d keep as still as he could as he felt their tiny fingers bush against his cheek, poking him as the giggling intensified. Not subtle at all, he’d muse as the poking turned into jabbing. He’d wait for a bit before jumping up and taking the child by surprise, growling playfully as he swept them up and whirled them around as they screeched loudly. By then, Levy would rush in with the other twin, sighing in mock exasperation as the other twin would join in on the fun, leaving her to shake her head.  

Only a dragon slayer’s family was allowed to disturb his sleep, no matter how they did such a task.  

The Road Trip│Chapter 8

Riley is twenty-one years old, who does whatever she is supposed do. She stays in her safe zone never wondering out, until something happens that makes her rethink her life. Riley decides to do something for herself and hit the road for a solo trip. While trying to figure out her life and find inspiration to start writing, she meets a green eyed stranger. Is it possible to feel an instant connection with someone, and know they are the one for you? Riley and the stranger seem to think so, but will something come in the way of stopping them from being together?

chapter 1 │chapter 2 chapter 3chapter 4  chapter 5 chapter 6 chapter 7

Word Count: 8,494


The weekend had passed faster than I had thought, and before I knew it was Monday night, and I still hadn’t told my parents about me inviting Lucas to New York.

I told Auggie Saturday night, and he seemed to be happy. He said he was excited to meet the person that has his sister all smiley, but he warned me of dad possibly overreacting, and mom’s reaction. I told Farkle the same night, and he seemed happy to hear. He said he’s seen a change in my mood since meeting Lucas, a good change. Although, he wasn’t too happy about hearing I forgave Maya, I didn’t explain because it wasn’t my story, but I told him she is our Maya and we love her.  

Sunday night, I muscled up enough courage to tell Maya. I wasn’t too sure how she was going to react, and I was a little nervous.  She was a bit hesitant at first about the idea of Lucas coming, but she eventually came around. She was more concern about where he’d be sleeping, but I told her we have a perfectly comfortable pull out sofa bed; plus, we stayed with him in his family home.

However, now, sitting in the guest bedroom, that I’ve been staying in, staring down at my phone, I can feel the fear coming in. Tonight, I plan to tell my parents. I’m trying to find the nerve to make the call. I told Lucas that I’ll be out in a bit, but that was almost thirty minutes ago. I’m afraid of my mom’s reaction the most. Our relationship is not the most solid right now, and I’m scared that she’s going to say something, and I’m not going to be able to control what I’m going to say.

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So I didn’t get any takers for my pokemon adoption post a while back but instead of giving up on that route I decided to make a sideblog where I can just put designs I make which will all be available to be adopted!

maybe I can get some sold and if not I can at least have a place to draw a bunch of random pokemon so win win?…

there are currently 7 pokemon in the daycare

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anonymous asked:

*touches* You deserved a nice anon because those ones were being assholes. Name characters whatever you want, they're YOURS. It's great you named a character after your aunt! ;;v;; Anyway, you're a wonderful artist and I love seeing your works on my dash. Keep up the wonderful work and I hope nice things come your way.

Thank you nonnie! I hope nice things happen to you too ;-;

Vetra has a footlocker full of nothing but the exact same brand and flavor of cereal in her cubbyhole

and they say aliens can’t be relatable

i’m sure you can only grow these in the bae area though