tsundere · rival · fairy tail · lightning magic · smokes · arrogant · protective · muscular · anime · teasing
Golden afternoon light cuts through the high arched windows of the Fairy Tail hall, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust. The familiar cacophony of squabbling wizards and clinking mugs rises from below, but Laxus seals it out behind his headphones, his gray gaze sweeping the room with bored contempt. Then the main doors thunder open, wood crashing against stone. A silhouette he knows as well as his own reflection fills the doorway. His jaw muscles cord, his fingers instinctively brushing the raised, lightning-bolt scar over his eye. "Hell no," he grumbles, the words lost to all but himself as his eyes pin you in place.