HI EVERYBODY! Deo here! It has recently come to my attention that my Bixlow blog had been taken over by a porn bot. I’m in the process of deleting all these posts and tightening the security of this blog lel. Sorry for everyone who was subjected to this!
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HI EVERYBODY! Deo here! It has recently come to my attention that my Bixlow blog had been taken over by a porn bot. I’m in the process of deleting all these posts and tightening the security of this blog lel. Sorry for everyone who was subjected to this!
tfw you send an innocent little ask and it hits you with so much nostalgia.
bixlow’s low tolerance to alcohol seemed to have gotten the best of him, for he was now slumped over the counter of some tavern, trying to rest a bit of the inebriation away. he was very thankful that the other patrons minded their own business and allowed him solitude, but that was until the seith mage felt a few light taps hit his right shoulder. too exhausted to lift his head and face the person trying to grab his attention, he spoke with an unclear, yet annoyed tone.
The only thought that fluttered through his head as he saw the poltergeist swimming through the air was; ‘oh fuck’. As, as anyone whom had lived in the city would know, experiences with the, for want of a better term, creature were not always so friendly.
“Seeing as you’re in the sky, isn’t it technically flying?” He questioned, finding himself a little jealous of the fact, a phoenix he was, but wings were not part of his body, and wouldn’t be any time soon. His nature yearned to be able to fly in the clouds, but was always grounded.
eyes immediately darted towards the source of the inquiry, excited that someone dared to address him so casually. he continued his charade, this time, directing himself towards the stranger.
❛ {✖} i don’t have wings, do i? ahihihi~! does THIS look like flying to you? ❜
he resumed his blatant display, this time choosing the breaststroke as he slowly descended closer and closer to the ground. just as he was supposed to collide with the terrain, he vanished with a pop and rematerialized beside the man who spoke to him.
It had
been a while since the metahuman had been to school and even though she had been
top of her class when it came to sciences, she was near sure that her teacher had
not covered THIS particular oddity. After all, supernatural topics were, aside from
the Witch Hunts, not covered in school.
But Sherry was more than willed to learn something new.
“I have a lot of questions
right now but … can a ghost even swim? Wouldn’t you like, I don’t know, float through
the water?”
the stranger’s curiousity only made the grin he wore wider, pleasanty surprised that someone dared to approach. the young lady might have been brave, or naive - but in this city, there was a fine line that separated the two.
❛ {✖} you ARE right, baby! i just float through everything! i can even float through you! ❜
those words would be realized, once the spirit passed through the body of the woman, cackling loudly on his way out. it was bixlow’s natural talent - finding the easiest way to creep out or enrage people, and he prided himself with it.
while others would have stood agape, law merely wore an expression of light disbelief as he watched the strange figure floating about nearby. hands shoved in his pockets, he tilted his head upwards, let his gaze shift around the pedestrians nearby briefly, and soon decided that yes, he would be just the person to address the nutjob leaving all the ordinary folks in utter shock.
‘the day spirits get some rest from weird stuff like THIS, sure.’
❛ {✖} well, good luck gettin’ rid of me, baby! i’m tellin’ ya - if there was a way, i’d be gone by now! ❜
countless men have tried to end his existence, and he’d laugh at all their ridiculous attempts. there were those who aimed to assault him with a weapon. what took the cake, however, were those who believed that religious paraphernalia would have an effect on him. the looks on those people’s faces when their efforts were in vain would always be a source of amusement.
the sky was littered with cotton candy clouds, and the air was cool - the perfect weather for a nice swim, although bixlow’s idea of it might have been sorely different than the normal practice. the poltergeist could be seen performing an exaggerated backstroke while suspended in the atmosphere, garnering a variety of reactions from passers-by. they were lucky that he was on a hiatus from the havoc he’d been causing, or they’d have looks of terror plastered on their faces.
❛ {✖} can’t a ghost swim in peace ‘ere? nyahahahaha! ❜
▬ How irresponsible could one get? She walked up to the broken nobs twisting the metal in every direction possible, to no avail. Great. If she didn’t get out of this situation soon her siblings would be worried. Of course that was the least of her problems, she had to first find a way out of this trap. Mira glared at the person she blamed for all this trouble, yet realized that pointing fingers at him wouldn’t solve the problem it would just cause more devastation. She needed to cooperate with this stranger no matter what happens. She could already see the headlines. Local teen to be star suffocates in school dark room. No that wasn’t about to happen, it had to be prevented at all costs.
“Look we can start blaming people or we can think of a way out, your choice. But as for me I kind off want to get out of here so let’s just hurry and find a way out!”
It wasn’t as much as a demand but a plea, a plea to work together and escape. Mira peered back at the student whom she was trapped with, he was somewhat tall with piercing green eyes and blue locks to top it all off. She had never seen anyone with such distinct features almost unreal. She kept her focus on the blue strands cover the top of his head, when she noticed an opening to a vent.
Keeping her sights on her discovered exit she closed the distance between the two just to get a better view of the way out. It looked as though they could both fit. Now the question would it be able to hold them both.
“I think we can get out through here, what do you think?”
as he watched mirajane hopelessly struggle to get the doorknob to budge, there were a whole bunch of emotions that were coursing through bixlow’s veins at that moment - anger at the girl who rushed inside so recklessly, confusion regarding the current circumstances, and fear that they’d remain trapped overnight. while he thought that it was clearly the other teen’s fault that both of them were stuck in such an unfortunate situation, he did agree that they should focus their energy into finding a way out of this mess.
he would have suggested busting down the door using their weight, but he doubted that it would be enough to break free from a room that was intended to be kept closed. it would have helped if their surroundings weren’t so dimly lit, so that they could perhaps search for an object that could assist them.
just as he was about to inquire about ideas on their escape, the silver-haired chick stepped closer to where he stood. for a moment, he believed that his present company was beginning to turn hostile, but upon further inspection, he realized that his fellow student’s stare had not been directed at him, rather it was directed at what was behind him.
it was an opening leading to the air vents - a brilliant discovery! before mira could suggest it, he’d already decided that the minute entryway was going to be their ticket out.
❛ {✖} perfect! i just hope we can both fit! what we need ta’ figure out is how ta’ get it open. ya’ don’t happen ta’ have a spare wrench with ya’ now, baby? ❜
Bickslow for the ask thing? Your blog is amazing btw, ElfEver ftw!
i love my son!! and thank you for the compliment! it means so much!
1: sexuality headcanon: ahh probably super duper demi! 2: otp: ahhh i don’t ship him with much of anyone really but grace @blanania can sometimes really get my engines revving with her bix/anna art!! it’s the good stuff. it’s so pretty and detailed. it makes me emotional. 3: brotp: BICKSLOW AND THE RAIJINSHUU ALL THE WAY!!! 4: notp: dude. laxus/bickslow and freed/bickslow and to some extent ever/bickslow. they’re a family no romo 5: first headcanon that pops into my head: he is so good at working with wood!! he carve his puppets himself and put a lot of love and care into them and also he is a very good singer and girls at Pegasus always wanted him to sing 6: favorite line from this character: “from the start, we never had any intentions of doing this fair and square.” (but it’s not entirely the same without freed’s companion line of “you hurt Ever and others. the rules don’t apply to you!”) 7: one way in which I relate to this character: i also love things too much. i have lots of energy and love to love things we are the Same 8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: hiS TONGUE THING HONESTLY KEEP IT IN UR MOUTH SON THAT’S UNSANITARY 9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?: cinnamon roll??? there is no doubt at all???
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