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⌕ fairy tail · gray fullbuster.

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꒰ 📼 ꒱ .ﾟ juvia lockser and gray fullbuster ; fairy tail .

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head full of dumb, heart full of gray

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Not art but check out these homescreen layouts I made with the new update!!

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 # fairy tail layouts

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Maguilty Ice

For the Rarepair event @ftguildevents​ Day 7, Future prompt

Meredy x Lyon family fic *bonus art of the kids under the read more*

It was becoming a tradition for the two families to meet up on the anniversary of Ur’s death, not to mourn, but to celebrate family.  For Lyon and Gray, making sure their families were close was like keeping her memories alive.  The Vastia’s and Fullbusters would choose a different place each year but kept it to areas where the kids could enjoy themselves and the parents had a chance to catch up.  

They wish they had more time to see each other, but living in different towns, their jobs, and the hustle and bustle of raising a family made it difficult sometimes.  The kids being in their teen years kept the parents busy with education and magic training, especially with the older ones chomping at the bit to go out on their own missions.

“We’re here to have fun and relax,” Lyon reminds their boys Logan and Caspian.  “Try not to kill each other or Arashi or Nieve.”

“Pfft, as if dad,” Caspian rolls his eyes, “when do we ever try to kill each other?”

“Just last week,” his mother Meredy responds.  “If I remember correctly, you tried to make an ice spike on his chair, just as he was about to sit down.”

Caspian feigns a gasp, holding his hand above his heart in an exaggerated fashion, “it was a slip of the hand, I’m still learning.”

She rolls her eyes.  “Boys, just listen to your father please.”

“Of course, mom,” Logan steps in with a smile and kisses her forehead.  He grabs his younger brother by the arm to drag him down the beach.  “We’ll behave.”

Nothing beat a day of relaxing with friends and hanging out at the beach.  Since they were closer, the Vastia’s had arrived first and began setting up an area for the adults to relax.  Beach chairs and an umbrella, towels, a cooler with drinks and lunch, along with a volleyball, just in case the kids would like to play.  Meredy was ready to lounge in the sun and catch up with Juvia, while the men will probably swim for a portion of the day.  She wouldn’t be surprised if a competition erupted at some point.

Lyon plops down next to his wife and survey’s the area.  They were lucky to find a nice spot with a few palm trees to provide a little bit of shade right at the edge of the sand.  The waves were a little choppy with it being high tide, but nothing too dangerous, and the skies were an endless sea of blue.  He could see their sons near the water semi horsing around, ‘probably just waiting for the others to get there,’ he muses.  They have always enjoyed hanging out with the Fullbuster kids, especially Caspian.  He leans over and whispers to his wife as he watches the pink-haired boy in his periphery, “I’d bet anything that once Nieve gets here, our son is gonna ditch his brother for her.”

“Who Caspian?”  Meredy chuckles, “I think he has a crush on her and it’s just adorable.”  She leans against her husband’s shoulder, “they sure are growing up quickly.”

“I’m just glad they haven’t had as a hard a life as we did,” he leans his head against hers too.  “And I hope they never will.”

“Mmhmm.”  She had to agree.  Both she and Lyon had lived through the loss of their parents at early ages, done some bad things in the past in order to cope with it, but time and the support of their friends like the Fullbusters had shown them there was always another way.  Meredy closes her eyes and harkens back to the first time she met Juvia.  The water mage was really the first person to crack the wall she had built up allowing her to start seeing the world a little differently.  She knew for her husband, Gray was more like a brother than just a friend, who’s forgiveness and support is what brought Lyon back from the brink of turning evil.

They were lucky alright, and now what they had to show for it were two handsome sons who would do any parent proud.  The oldest, Logan, was already 15 years old.  Smart and kind, with a very friendly disposition, that despite inheriting his father’s hair and eye color was all over his mother in terms of temperament.  Because of his higher level of controlling his emotions, it was to him that she decided to pass on her Maguilty magic.

Caspian was their youngest.  Quick-witted and cool in personality like his father, the ice-mage in training would open up when he’s around other’s that he is comfortable with.  The boy was quite popular at their school even though he tended to stick to a small, select group of friend’s.  His pink hair and piercing green eyes, not to mention his fashion sense, got him noticed a lot.  Yeah… she was proud of them both for who they were growing up to become, she just wished they wouldn’t grow up so quickly.

“Juvia!”

“Meredy!”

As soon as the Fullbuster’s arrive, the two women immediately embrace, jumping up and down excitedly while their husbands just chuckle at their exuberance; their own acknowledgment no more than a simple fist bump.  Gray sends the kids, Arashi and Nieve to look for Caspian and Logan with instructions to return for lunch, then he and Lyon set up a few more of the beach gear that was brought along.  With the two women deep into their own conversation, the men follow suit.

“How’d you find this place?” Gray questions his friend.  “Seems out of the way.”

“That’s what made it perfect. We have the place all to ourselves.”

Gray didn’t know why, but the name of this area rang a bell.  He scans the shoreline hoping to jog his memory, to no avail.  It was frustrating that he couldn’t remember why it felt as if he’d heard of it before.  But he puts it aside, assuming someone may have just mentioned it back at the guild or something.  “So, how are things at Lamia Scale?”

For a couple of hours, Meredy and Juvia take advantage of the sun and layout on beach towels.  They talk about the kids mostly.  How are they doing in school?  Arashi went with his father on his first simple mission, while Nieve’s still learning how to hone the water magic.  To Gray’s dissatisfaction, Arashi’s been hanging out a lot more with Nashi Dragneel lately.  The pair have always been close since they were babies, best friends even, but Juvia was pretty sure her son had a crush on the girl.  He denied it adamantly of course and Nashi was completely clueless about it.  The mother almost felt bad for the boy but didn’t want to push too hard about it.

Meredy laughs, “these teenagers, but you know, I’m pretty sure Caspian has a small crush on Nieve too.”

“Ehhhh!” she clasps her hands over her mouth in surprise, “but Juvia thinks they’re too young!”  

“I know,” Meredy chuckles, “don’t worry the boy is way too shy to do anything yet, but he just thinks the world of her.” She leans over and whispers, “he also thinks I don’t know, but the way he talks about her, it’s pretty clear.”

“Juvia doesn’t understand?”

“He’ll say things like, wow Nieve is learning so quickly, she’s so amazing, she’s so smart, I need to learn quicker so I can impress her, stuff like that.” She chuckles again, “he’s like a happy puppy whenever he’s around her, just look,” she points at the kids playing near the water.  Logan and Arashi are in the water swimming, but Caspian stayed behind with Nieve building a sandcastle, because she didn’t feel like swimming.  “I know he wanted to swim today, but he won’t go unless she does too.”

“Aww,” she giggles, “Juvia thinks that is so sweet of him to keep her company!”

Unbeknownst to the women, their husbands who were walking along the stretch of beach were also talking about the kids, but in a much different way.  Gray was just bitching and complaining about his son’s infatuation with Nashi.  Their friends used to tease when the kids were babies that just because the two fathers had a love/hate relationship going, the kids were going to end up together.  And it was coming true!  

“I’m hoping this is just a phase,” Gray crosses his arms and kicks at a ridge of sand, scattering it into the wind.

Lyon teases, “it can’t be that bad.  They make a perfect pair… you know…. fire and ice,” he grins, “just like you and Natsu.”

“Take that back!” Gray punches Lyon in the shoulder.

“Nope!” Lyon punches back.  “Look the faster you accept it, the easier it’ll be.  I mean you act like their getting married or something, but they’re just kids.”

Gray groans, “I don’t even wanna think about that.”

“You’ll live,” Lyon places a hand on Gray’s shoulder with a smile.  “We’ve survived worse.”

“Yeah…”

“Come on, you sap!” he playfully starts to push Gray back towards the direction of their camp, “I’m getting hungry.”

Along the way, the two men call the kids in for lunch.  It was a nice set up with each of the families contributing to the spread of food, and everyone was full by the end of the meal.  The adults really wanted to relax after that.  Blame the older age, but with full belly’s, even the men were ready to join their wives in vegging out under the sun for the rest of the day.  The kids on the other hand, still had energy to burn, and the food had merely been fuel.  With the consent of the adults, they decide to explore the rest of the beach.  

“Logan, Arashi,” Meredy counsels the older teens, “you boys are in charge, make sure to watch over the younger ones.”

“Mom!” Caspian interjects, “I am not a little kid who needs babysitting.”

“You’re 12 not 24,” she chides, “that makes you still a kid, so listen to your brother.”

“Ugh, fine,” Caspian pouts, semi annoyed that his mother would embarrass him in front of Nieve like that.

But Nieve just giggles and takes the boy’s hand, to pull him along, “Let’s go, I wanna find shells for the sandcastle.”

“Okay!” he immediately perks up and offers no more resistance, merely following her lead.

The water mage turns to Meredy with a big smile, “Juvia agrees, they really are so adorable!”    

With the sun setting in an hour or two, and the day winding down, the adults start packing up the belongings.  They weren’t in a big rush because the women wanted to watch the sunset and luckily the last train didn’t depart until the evening.  If anything, the men wanted a quick grab-and-go once the sun slips beyond the horizon.  Even the kids had exhausted most of their energy and were currently tinkering with the sandcastle Caspian and Nieve had started earlier to pass the time.

A strange bubbling out over the waves catches Nieve’s attention, who quickly points it out to the other kids. They watch in fascination at the large bubbles popping in a slow but irregular manner.  It was moving horizontally, maybe a school of fish following along the shoreline?  A frothy whitewash from the churning waves or rapid bubbles from fish were normal, but none of them had ever seen bubbles on the ocean like this.  Well, whatever it was, grew closer and in a short amount of time it reached the area where the kids were.  

“It stopped…” Arashi squints at the water.  “That is really weird…”

Without warning a massive sea slug breaks through the surface of the water.  It stood an easy six meters tall, towering over the kids and raining its shadow over them.  Logan and Arashi quickly jump to their feet and take up a fighting stance as Nieve screams and Caspian moves without hesitation to shield her.  Their parents who hear the sudden commotion, scramble to help their kids.

But what they were met with, was a sight none of the adults had expected to see.  

Like a beautifully choreographed routine, Caspian swiftly creates a shield dome of ice around he and Nieve to protect them.  Arashi activates his Ice slayer form while Logan bridges their magic, doubling their power.  They waste no time in sending volleys of attacks, wave after wave, gleaming slivers of impregnable ice spikes coupled with teal blades of energy bombarding the sea slug.      

Meredy skids to a halt along with the other shocked adults.  “They’re doing a Maguilty…”

“Ice!” Lyon and Gray exclaim.

No one had ever taught the kids how to merge their powers before, in fact Meredy was waiting to teach her son that Maguilty form at the end of his training because of its power potential.  They watch the two boys acting in tandem, slowly but surely pushing the gigantic creature back as it wailed in anger and pain.

That’s why this beach looked so familiar to Gray!  This is where Lucy and Natsu were sent on a bad mission years ago.  “Damn it!  Lyon, this place is home to giant sea slugs!”  Gray takes off again to help the kids.

Lyon rushes after him screaming in response.  “Hey, how was I supposed to know!  You girls,” he waves back at the women, “grab our stuff so we can get the hell out of here quick!”

Snapped back to reality, Meredy and Juvia rush to finish compiling the gear as Lyon and Gray help the kids send the slug back out to sea.  The creature sure could take a lot of blows with its dense, gelatinous body, but with the sheer volume of attacks it was taking, it had no choice but to turn and flee.  But if there was one sea slug, it was highly probable that it would come back, and worse, with others.  So as soon as it went back under, the males grabbed their kids and hurried them away.  

On the way to the train station, the families reflect on what just happened.  The trip may have ended with being attacked, but at least most of the day was perfect.  But of course, the amazing display their kids put on deserved praise.  It proved to their parents that they really were ready and had truly earned their insignias.    

“We’re really proud of you guys,” Meredy starts it off with a smile, beaming at her sons and Arashi.”

“Juvia thanks you Caspian for protecting her little girl.”  

The boy blushes wildly, hides his gaze, and mumbles a ‘you’re welcome.’

“No really,” Lyon adds on, “you guys behaved like seasoned mages in a fight.”

“With quick thinking,” Gray pats his son on the shoulder, “you all worked in tandem better than some of us pros.”

The boys are a little flustered from all the praise, ducking down in their seats in embarrassment.

“We were just trying to protect our siblings,” Logan mumbles, “like you told us to.”

“Well, you did a perfect job,” Meredy smiles and ruffles his hair, gaining a whine from the boy.  “Looks like there’s nothing more I need to teach you.”

Gray turns his attention back to Lyon now.  “Dude, I am planning the next trip.”

“Whatever,” the fellow ice mage rolls his eyes.  “At least this was exciting for once.”

“Tch,” Gray crosses his arms, “yeah, exciting to battle a giant slug.  At least we didn’t get eaten.”

“How do you know they’d try to eat us?” Juvia questions her husband.

“Because Natsu and Lucy have been here before and he was sucked into its mouth.”

“Eww,” all the women cringe.

“Okay… moving on,” Lyon pushes to change the subject.

The Vastia family is the first to embark from the train, and after saying their goodbyes, they head home.  Everyone was exhausted but not as much as Logan who wasn’t used to expending so much magic at once.  Lyon teased lightly that they would work on his stamina, but before sending the kids off to rest, praising them once again of the outstanding job they did that day.

“We did a good job raising those boys,” Meredy leans her head against her husband’s shoulder as they unwind on the couch.  “They were really amazing to watch.”

“Agreed.”  Lyon turns and places a kiss on her temple.  “Couldn’t be prouder than I feel right now.”

Meredy shifts her body again so she can snuggle closer, then closes her eyes with a contented sigh.  “I bet even Ur is smiling down, just absolutely proud of you and Gray and what you’ve accomplished.”

“Thanks, but I couldn’t have done this without you,” he smiles, hugs his wife, and closes his eyes.  Of all the times Ur used to tell he and Gray how proud she was of them, he never fully understood it….

‘Until now….’

Commissioned art.  Logan & Caspian Vastia   *artist @chiire​

Arashi Fullbuster

Nieve Fullbuster

For other FT Next gen characters of mine with art

[jujubee54]

I posted this on my phone so I'm sorry about the layout! This is my first fanfic! I hope you all enjoy!

Juvia Lockser was sitting in her history classroom in Magnolia, Fiore. Her head was lying on her arms and she was fighting to stay awake while her teacher Mr. Porla droned on and on about the origins of the country.

Suddenly, her eyes were drawn to just outside the classroom window. As her brain finally understood what she was looking at, Juvia flung her head up. Outside in the snow, there was a shirtless boy waving a sword around while weird looking pigeons dive bombed all around him. She could tell he was talking, or more likely shouting, while he was attacking the strange birds.

Juvia shook her head back and forth, trying to regain her senses. The images, however, just wouldn’t transform into a normal scene. She raised her hand slowly.

“Yes, Miss Lockser?” Mr. Porla questioned.

Juvia didn’t quite realize that he had spoken yet. One of her classmates elbowed her, and she cleared her throat to the sound of titters and jeers.

“Um… Mr. Porla, may I go to the restroom?” she asked quietly.

He sighed. “Yes, Miss Lockser.”

Juvia scrambled out of her seat while her classmates laughed again. She ignored them and continued on into the hallway. Instead of going in the direction of the bathroom, however, she ran through the halls and out the door of the school.

While she ran, she thought about her classmates and how mean they were to her all the time. To them, Juvia is just the gloomy rain girl, who gets along better with fish than with real people. It wasn’t her fault that she loved fish or that it always seemed to rain when she was upset or sad. It wasn’t her fault she was an orphan who has never had a real friend or any family. She sighed and shook her head to clear it. She had to help the strange boy.

When she got closer to where she thought he would be, she could hear shouting. She strained her ears to try and catch what he was saying, but it sounded like it was in a completely different language.

How odd, she thought. I wonder if he is from another country or something.

Juvia finally caught another glimpse of the boy. He was very cute in a scruffy way, she thought offhandedly. Spiky black hair covered his head, not quite covering up a thin scar on his forehead over his eyes. Eyes that were a deep, dark blue, almost grey looking framed by long lashes. His mouth, when he wasn’t shouting, was set into a thin line, and his brows were furrowed.

Not that that was a surprise, she thought to herself. He must be concentrating very hard.

The most notable feature, though, was his set of abs. The muscles were very defined, cut into clear eighths. Juvia had to try very hard to pull her eyes up to his face. Once she did, however, she saw that the boy had gotten a cut on his cheek. Seeing the blood spurred her into action.

She stopped to pick up a frozen rock from the ground and jumped in front of the boy before the birds could do him any more harm. From behind her, she could hear him make out a strangled “Gahhh!”

She didn’t stop though. She swung her rock at the birds and screamed at them. The boy pulled Juvia back behind him before they could dive at her.

“Stay behind me,” he grunted, then swung upwards with his sword. There was a metallic shinnnk, and the birds were gone, leaving only a yellow powder that blew away on the wind.

Juvia stared at the place where the birds’ bodies should have been. “Where… where are the birds?”

The boy turned to stare at her incredulously. “Where are… By the gods, girl, what do you think you were doing? I had that under control and then you just came out of nowhere, with a rock. What were you thinking?”

Juvia glared at him. “I saw you outside the window, fighting for your life. I just wanted to help you! You could act a little grateful that someone was willing to help!”

“About that. How did you even see the Stymphalian birds? Are you a demigod, too?”

Juvia looked at him blankly. “A what?”

“How old are you?”

“Excuse me?!”

The boy rolled his eyes. “Girls. I am only asking because you seem a bit old to have not been claimed yet. How old are you?”

“I am fifteen. You never answered my question by the way. Where did the birds go?”

The boy glanced back at her. “Oh, yeah. They were monsters. Stymphalian birds. They were dispelled back to Tartarus. That is where monsters go when they die. ”

Juvia laughed. She had no idea what this boy was talking about, but it made so much sense to her. She wasn’t crazy after all. In all her life, whenever something strange happened, like the weird one eyed man who followed her when she was 8 that suddenly vanished when she hit him with a shovel, or the time she saw a lady on the street with two snake legs, the adults in her life told her she must have been imagining things. Nobody ever believed her when she said that the man only had one eye, or the lady had two snakes where her feet should be. Juvia could hardly believe herself. But now, this strange, handsome boy could see the weird things, too.

The boy glanced around the two of them nervously. “Come on. You need to come with me.”

Juvia stopped laughing. “I don’t even know your name. Why should I go anywhere with you?”

He smirked at her, which looked so handsome on him that it made her stomach do a little dance. “Gray. Gray Fullbuster. Now come on. I need to bring you somewhere safe. We definitely don’t need another monster to find us.”

Juvia hesitated, but she reached out to grab Gray’s outstretched hand. “Okay.”

He smiled a full blown smile and started running, pulling her along behind him. Juvia smiled too, as she ran with Gray to start her new life.

[classysassy9791]

Sense of Home

AU: More than a year after her father passed away, Lucy Heartfilia sat surrounded by 200 unpacked boxes in the apartment she moved into months ago. Ashamed of being incapable of unpacking, she shut herself out from the rest of her friends. But one pink-haired idiot of a boy decides to take a risk and show her what it feels like to be home. One-shot. 

Fandom: Fairy Tail Word Count: 3000 Characters: Lucy, Natsu, Gray, Erza, Mirajane, Gajeel, Levy, Lisanna, Jellal, Loke Rated: K Genre: Friendship & Hurt/Comfort Can also be found here

*Inspired by a post floating around on tumblr, just so I can get my feet wet in a new fandom. Please let me know what you think. Constructive criticism is very welcomed! 

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Lucy Heartfilia unlocked the door to her apartment, keys jingling as she stepped inside and closed the door behind her. She slipped off her ankle-high boots and shrugged off the light jacket she had worn to keep away the autumn chill in the air. As if it were routine, she pulled a frozen dinner out of the freezer and popped it in the microwave, before moving to pour herself a glass of wine.

As the microwave hummed and she sipped on a glass of Merlot, her dark eyes scanned the living room with half-hearted interest. Boxes sat piled haphazardly throughout the apartment, black lettering scrawled on the sides. She was sure she had dishes packed away somewhere - beautiful china that had been in her family for generations - and a more suitable glass for wine other than the plastic disposable cup she was currently using, but the dread of unpacking heavily outweighed the desire to have finer dishware.

Her cell phone buzzed from its place on the counter, and she reached over to read a text message that had come through.

[Hey Lucy! Will you be home Thursday night?]

She sipped on her wine thoughtfully as she pondered her best friend's question. Natsu Dragneel certainly wasn't one for asking questions before action, which made her curious as to why he needed to know her plans.

[Yeah. Why?]

It took about a minute for her phone to buzz again with his response. [Can I stop by?]

Lucy rolled her eyes, part of her apprehensive about how she was going to reply. For all intents and purposes, Natsu was a very good friend to her. She couldn't say how many times he made her laugh until her sides hurt, and held her when she needed a crutch to lean on. But his insistences over the past few months were beginning to wear on her, and honestly she wasn't sure if she was up for his company this week.

Her gaze trailed to the rest of her apartment. He had already seen the disarray several times, but if she was being truthful, every time he laid eyes on her unpacked apartment, she felt mortified.

It had been over a year since her dad died. She really couldn't recall ninety-percent of what had happened in that year. One minute she was crying in a hospital room, the next she was an orphaned college student in a new apartment with an inheritance she never asked for.

She couldn't remember packing away her father's things - or her things, for that matter - as she moved from the grand estate she had called home into an apartment that was no bigger than her old bedroom. And every night as she came home from class to stare at the boxes taunting her from every corner of her new living quarters, she felt ashamed.

Lucy couldn't unpack. Months had passed since she moved, and for some reason, she just couldn't find the will power to empty the boxes that held her home. Natsu had been the only guest she had allowed over because she had known him since the fourth grade and thus her oldest and dearest friend. She knew he wouldn't judge her, but she still felt humiliated knowing her life remained packed in cardboard boxes.

Like, how could she be unable to unpack? "Just open the damn boxes" she would curse to herself every time she found herself staying in and staring at the offending objects. But the more she stared at them, the more she felt the heartsick eat away at her.

After the first night in her apartment, she cried for nineteen days straight.

Glancing back at her phone with Natsu's text message waiting patiently for a response, Lucy let the wine make the decision for her and decided she needed some kind of company to off-set the silence of her past.

[Sure. I'll be home by 5]

He sent her a winkie-face in response, which only caused her to smile with amusement. As she exited out of his message, she let her gaze wander to the list of other texts she had received, some she had never responded to.

[You are loved <3 <3 <3]

[We need you bunny girl]

[Smile Lucy!]

[You're amazing. Don't forget that.]

The few she had responded to left a biting tone, words between the lines asking them to leave her to grieve in peace.

[Doesn't matter, but thanks]

Lucy knew her friends were only trying to make her feel better, but they couldn't. They knew she was struggling and felt helpless. Lucy understood that. However, her friends couldn't take away the ache in her chest and she was sick of them putting in the effort.

So, she had left the last few messages untouched. Alone with her glass of wine, she padded to her bedroom - occupied by a mattress that sat on the floor - pulled out her laptop, and began streaming a movie she had seen a dozen times before.

She ignored the two-hundred unpacked boxes that mocked her as she did so.

At six o'clock on Thursday evening, there was a knock on her door. Lucy unfolded herself from the one chair in her living room and mentally prepared herself for a Natsu-shenanigan-filled night. "I'm coming," she called as she side-stepped a stack of boxes and reached the door.

When she opened the door, she was in no way prepared for the barrage of people who pushed their way into her apartment, saying, "Surprise, Lucy!" while bearing platters of food, cleaning products, and complete unconcern for her, "Wait… You can't come in here! I haven't unpacked yet!" protestations.

Her apartment filled with chatter as people she had grown deep friendships with began moving about the space - pointing in different directions, walking down the hallway to scope out the layout, setting up the kitchen as if for a party. There were her old classmates and work friends and people she hadn't physically seen in years. And at the end of it all stood Natsu with a cheeky grin on his face.

"Hiya, Luce!"

"Natsu!" she practically screeched, hands curled into her hair with panic as her eyes skirted between him and the group of people who were now scattered around her apartment. "What are you doing?!"

He slung an arm around her shoulders, both of them watching as her friends began dividing up the rooms and unpacking what was left of her life. He pulled at her blonde hair playfully. "We're here for you."

Before she could corner him and question exactly what the hell he meant by that, he had disappeared into the kitchen, more than likely about to gorge on some of the food platters their old friend, Lisanna, had begun unwrapping. Lucy could only open and close her mouth like a fish as she watched her perfectly stacked boxes begin to take shape of disarray.

"Hey there, Lucy," a silver-haired woman greeted with a smile.

She turned to look up into bright blue eyes. "Mira?" She hadn't seen the woman since working as a waitress at a bar before her dad died. "What are you doing here?"

She shrugged and swept her gaze to the rest of the organized chaos. "Natsu sent us a group text the other day. He told us you were struggling and you needed our help. So he asked us to all come over and help unpack your apartment for you. He told us to bring food." She giggled. "And to make it fun."

As if on cue, Levy McGarden (a friend she had met in her Creative Writing class two years prior) pulled out a Bluetooth speaker and put on some tunes that made it seem more like an actual party instead of Lucy's personal pity party. Levy threw up a wave in Lucy's direction, her expression forming an unspoken apology as she shrugged.

"Wait," she tried again, hands up to grab the attention of all her uninvited guests. "I didn't know about this. You guys can't just come over!"

"Give it a rest, Bunny Girl," a man named Gajeel Redfox (who she met at a college Halloween party) said as he pushed passed her with a case of beer and bag of ice. "You ain't gettin' rid of us that easily."

Mirajane Strauss giggled and nudged Lucy in the side. "Just try to have a little fun, okay?" she said with a wink before disappearing into the throng of friends that crowded her apartment.

Lucy stood with wide-eyes, watching as Levy unpacked her fifteen-hundred books and found places for them on her bookshelf (in alphabetical order by genre, if she knew Levy). Her hands wrung nervously as her friend Loke (the son of one of her father's old business partners) hung pictures on her walls. Her heart felt like it was beating right out of her chest with anxiety as her friend Erza Scarlet (a woman who forced her friendship in the cafeteria one day over strawberry cake) organized her closet and put away all her clothes. Sometime during the evening, Mirajane and Lisanna had managed to set up a taco-making station in the kitchen, as Gajeel filled a cooler with the beer and ice.

Before she could process what exactly she was going to do next, another knock came to her door, and Lucy turned to answer it. On her doorstep stood Gray Fullbuster (a man she met senior year of high school out by the baseball dugouts) with a grin and a handle of Jack in his hand.

"Hey, Lucy. Sorry I'm late."

"L-Late?" she stuttered. "You aren't even supposed to be here!"

He shrugged with a lazy grin. "Well, I am. So put me to work."

"Um… well…" she tried, her brain fumbling to come up with something to say, because they weren't supposed to be here! and she didn't know what he was supposed to do.

"Perfect! Fullbuster, give me a hand!" Loke called from within the apartment, and Gray gave her arm an affectionate squeeze before he pushed passed her. Lucy shook her head in complete awe, softly closing the door, and turning to look at the commotion.

She somehow managed to make her feet move from beyond the doorway and found her way to Loke as he ripped open the paper wrapping on a framed picture. "I'm really good at measuring stuff," he answered her as she approached, Gray with an amused smile as he examined another framed picture nearby. Loke flashed a confident grin as he stood to look at her walls. "Let me put these up in your hallway."

Curling blonde hair around her finger nervously, Lucy hovered near Loke, not wanting to give up control. She watched as Gray held up a picture on the wall, Loke scrutinizing its placement, before pointing to another one instead. "Wait," Lucy said, pointing to a different spot on the wall. "Put that one there, maybe?"

Loke chuckled, but never missed a beat. "Go away, Lucy."

And without even meaning to, she did. And he was so much better at hanging stuff than she was! For the first thirty minutes, she had been embarrassed about her unpacked boxes, but as the night wore on and her apartment began to take shape, filled with distracting conversations and laughter she hadn't felt in forever, she let it all go.

They took a break for dinner, everyone's paper plates overwhelmingly full of tacos, as they sat on unopened boxes, on the floor, on the one chair in the living room, on each other's laps, someone resting a dinner plate on her DVD player. Some of them had never met before, some of them were the best of friends, some of them had only crossed paths. But they found conversation between them, lives intertwined, interests abound.

Lucy watched as this group of misfits of her friends found a common objective and came together so beautifully it made her heart ache.

"Speaking of date night," Erza interrupted as Mirajane finished telling a story about a first date gone horribly wrong. "Lucy, I'm concerned for your abundance of intriguing choices of underwear. What occasions do you have a need for such things?"

Heat seared her cheeks as Lucy turned a cherry red, her eyes widening as she practically choked on her food. Gajeel laughed out loud as Levy waved her hands dramatically in the air, saying, "Erza! You can't just ask a girl that!"

Natsu scrunched up his nose with a thoughtful look, before adding, "A family party?"

"Definitely not," Gray immediately responded with a shake of his head. "You got flames for brains?"

Her best friend was immediately on his feet, empty plate sliding to the floor as he clenched his hands into fists. "You wanna fight, pervy flasher?"

And true to his words, somehow during the evening, Gray's shirt had disappeared. Lucy hoped she wouldn't stumble across it later.

"That's enough, you two," Erza attempted to intervene, standing between them. "There will be no fighting."

Gajeel cracked his knuckles. "Aww, come on, Scarlet. Let us go a few rounds."

She silenced him with a glare that could kill.

Natsu grinned, pumping his fists into the air a few times. "Yeah, come on, fight me! I'll take you all on."

Mirajane giggled, circling the group as she gathered empty dinner plates, taking note of the warm flush to Natsu's cheeks. "Oh dear, I think someone needs to be cut off."

Gray rolled his eyes. "I told you not to drink Jack, you moron."

"I feel like the idiot's only job is to drink," Gajeel grumbled, leaning his chin in his hand.

"Do I have to make you all play nice?" Erza threatened again, her frustration peaking from being ignored.

Gray smirked. "Play nice? We don't 'play' or do 'nice'."

Lucy suddenly laughed, and all eyes turned to the surprising yet welcoming sound. She laughed until her stomach hurt, as her friends joined in, and tears came to her eyes. Here she was, Lucky Lucy Heartfilia, not even able to do the simplest of tasks. And nobody had judged her. Her friends simply swept into her apartment like superheros, somehow finding a way to do what she couldn't.

As dinner was cleaned up and everyone returned to work, she was overwhelmed by the sight of all her crazy friends turning themselves into Santa's workshop. On her behalf. Without asking her. They just showed up and barged in. They were all so practical and bossy, she couldn't even hold onto her embarrassment.

At the end of the night, Lucy looked at Erza's fiance, Jellal - a quiet, tactiturn guy who drove a tugboat on the Hudson, a practical man of few words - and she just gazed at him, speechless. She had no idea how to say thank you, especially to such a tough, resilient, self-sufficient man.

Jellal looked down at her with a gentle smile, sweeping his blue hair from his eyes. He saw the expression on her face, and he understood everything that was behind it. "Listen, Lucy," he said, squeezing her shoulder reassuringly. "What we did today was a barn-raising."

And Lucy nearly cried right then and there as he wrapped her in a tight hug.

When they all swept out of there four hours later, her place was a home. Lucy gazed around the newly-furnished apartment - her crocheted blanket she spent winter nights curled under, a picture of her parents sitting on the fireplace mantle, decorative towels hanging from her oven door - and then turned to Natsu, who stood by the door with a toothy grin and a flush to his cheeks. "Better, Luce?"

Not only was everything put away, but now it had a memory attached to it - a group memory. Friends, laughter, dirty jokes, hard work.

This pink-haired idiot took a risk. It very well could have ended badly. Lucy could've lashed out. She could have been really offended. But this silly man with a spirit of fire took a risk and sent out a text to all her local friends.

"Yeah," she whimpered, wiping a tear away as it spilled down her cheek.

He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, Lucy breathing in the scent of ash and charcoal from his time on the railroad. She could've been offended, insulted, hurt. But Natsu took a risk.

The 'ask for help' advice was well-meaning, but not really thought through. There was shame. There was the enforced helplessness. There were the feelings she wasn't worth it. But her friends didn't wait for her to ask for help. They showed up. They took over. They didn't ask.

And they left her realizing that no matter what happened in her life, what tragedies she faced, home wasn't a place. It was a feeling. Somehow, her weirdo of a friend had found a way to create a sense of home for her here.

It felt authentic. And true. And everything she had ever longed for.

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Popcorn Ceilings

Happy really, really, really, REEEEEALLY late Birthday Alisha! @rivendell101

This was inspired by you and B’s Natsu and Gray brotpcop! AU with private investigatorLucy! ...as well as that one fic of yours where drunk Lucy crashed in Natsu’s bathtub! 

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His wet boot soles screeched on the polished tile, his shoulders tensing at the cacophonous noise. In his grip, the gun shifted, aim dropping lower by inches. “Oops-”

“Quiet, flamebrain.”  His partner, Gray Fullbuster hissed at his side, his own pistol still held up and ready. He had his jet black hair greased back, looking more like a misplaced business man than a cop but at least he had a sharp eye and a quick draw. Especially helpful when the power to the building was off, save for a few flickering emergency lights on a generator.

They were both going blind into the hornet's nest so to speak.

“I was quiet!” Natsu hissed back, readjusting his pistol as if his lack of attention never happened.

Gray's lips quirked, but Natsu knew it wasn't from amusement. “I was talking about your yapper. Every time you open your mouth, you're loud...and stinky.” he added as an afterthought, “Do you ever brush?”

What a dick.

“Do you ever hear the stupidity that comes out of your pea brain?” Natsu retorted in a whisper, pausing at a corner to cock his gun up. Gray followed suit on the other corner, the two of them mirroring the other in image and breathing. The first time they were truly silent and one unit.

3...

     2...

1...

They moved as one, twisting to point their weapons down the hall in opposite directions. Their eyes scanned and pinpointed all possible threats, index fingers poised to fire.

“Clear.” they both muttered, relaxing.

'Back up just entered the opposite side. If our guys are still dumb enough to be here after we pulled the power, we'll catch 'em.' A voice buzzed from their earpieces, stern and hardened from working the beat.

“10-4 Captain.” Gray murmured into the little radio on his shoulder, unable to hear any reply since it was muted. “We got the first floor almost clear. Proceed to the second.”

“Ass-kisser.” Natsu teased with an emotionless face, although the humor in his tone was hardly hidden.

“Shut it. We got this already bagged. They can take the rest.” Gray snapped, already moving down the right hall, careful not to let his boots squelch on the floor. Down the left hall, a single window offered a glance outside. Rain was still pouring down, keeping the outside light away.

Every so often, thunder rolled, shaking the very walls of the building. It shook Natsu down to the bones too, stirring up the thrill with every quiver.

“Steady. Two more rooms and we can stake at the stairwell.”

Gray huffed, adjusting his grip on the weapon. “Shouldn't I tell you that? You are practically bouncing.”

Of course, he was also thriving with energy, his heel twitching. Not even his partner missed it. They were both ready for action, wherever it may happen.

They sneaked closer, Natsu gesturing to the room on the left with a silent point of his index and middle finger, casting a glance of understanding when Gray tilted his head toward the right. Get in, get out, and don't get shot if there wasn't something nice on the other side.  

Natsu shivered when his back hit the wall, his uniform dry by now but everything under it not so much.

If he got sick because of this, his girlfriend would kill him.

Lucy hated getting sick, and if he brought the plague to her, he'd never hear the end of it. Much like his job, Lucy's job as a freelance journalist revolved around actually being well enough to snoop for facts and being where the action was.

Plus, she absolutely hated cough syrup and remained painfully stubborn about suffering rather than just taking it.

Shaking his head clear of thoughts about his girlfriend, he took slow, steady breaths to bring his attention back to the door...and what may lay beyond.

Across the hall, Gray held up his hand, all five fingers splayed out.

One by one, each ticked down until the second they would act.

Natsu felt the coil of his muscles before Gray got to the number one, already twisting and bringing his leg up, swinging it hard enough to strike right by the lock. Silently, he prayed the door was built to open away from him, because he'd have a hell of a time explaining to Erza why he broke his leg kicking a door that was impossible to kick down.

He felt the impact all the way to his chest, hearing the door crack as it shattered just around the lock, flying open to slam into the wall hard enough to break the drywall. Oops, he thought with a cringe. That wasn't quiet.

The room was dark, the only light from a foggy window to the left. Still, he could make out the computer chairs and lecture hall style layout, the desks hollow and easy to see under.

The room was void of anyone he wanted to arrest, sans anyone, actually. Despite that, he felt the coil if his gut trying to tell him something.

He chanced a look over his shoulder, catching sight of Gray squinting into a janitors closet before turning to scowl back at him.

“Really? You couldn't open the door like a normal person? Now the district is gonna have to pay damages. Idiot.”

“Shaddup! It was cool as hell!” Natsu snipped back, feeling the hairs on his neck prickle.

“Cool as hell, but stupid as shit.” Gray agreed with a cocky smirk, making a show of shutting the closet door before patting the functional doorknob.

Before Natsu could retort, it happened again: the hair bristle.

His face must have shown some form of awareness, for Gray's amused grin faded to a serious glower, his eyes darkening to polished coal.

Wordlessly, they crept into the room, holstering their guns for a more close combat setup. Should there be violence, Natsu preferred to grasp it with his hands. Gray followed suit, his breathing quieting, just like a hunter would before making a shot at the prey.

All was quiet.

Crrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeaak

Both cops stiffened, casting each other wary glances.

“That...wasn't you farting, was it?” Gray whispered.

Natsu, for once not laughing at the word 'fart', shook his head.

They listened so intently that their ears might have well as grown three sizes, eyes narrow as they simultaneously fished for flashlights.

With two clicks, both flashlights lit up the room, leaving no shadow safe for long.

“There's nobody-” Gray breathed, resisting the urge to flash Natsu's eyes with his light.

Grrrrrrruuuughhhhh

It was a spine tingling sound, like nails on a chalkboard or a fork on a ceramic plate. It nearly paralyzed them both with how real and how close it came.

From above. That was when they heard a muffled, but very real voice hiss, “Oh crap.”

Natsu took a cautious sidle back, Gray mimicking as they both gazed up as if in a sci-fi film about aliens. The drop ceiling looked simple, the mineral popcorn tiles as plain as they would be in a first grade classroom.

What was odd was the festering bulge right in the center of four ceiling lights, the tiles and the bars that supported them buckling.

It took the pair about two second to realize what that meant in regards to the investigation.

“Incoming.” Natsu said, stepping even farther away just as the ceiling lost the battle with gravity, tiles and bars crashing down to the floor, knocking over computer monitors.

A body never hit the floor.

The flashlights were great, but even they could not stand up to the cloud of dust that plumes through the air, bits of mangles tile still raining down every second or so. Natsu assumed it was dust, although asbestos wasn't too far out of the ballpark. He covered his nose and mouth with his collar flap just to be safe.

The smoggy cloud dissipated slowly, revealing a picture that both cops never expected to witness with their own eyes.

A woman hanging upside down, tangled in wires, and flashing them her panties.

A woman, frantically trying to push down her skirt despite having one leg strung up like a snared animal's, her blonde hair clotted with black soot and other miscellaneous debris.

A woman, much to Gray's sudden amusement and Natsu's shock, that was Lucy Heartfilia in all her glory.

Her pupils shriveled as Gray's light shone true, her nose wrinkling as the hand that wasn't currently trying to spare her dignity shielded her brow. “Lucy?” Gray chuckled, more out of disbelief than anything else.

Her eyes flashed, her petrified expression changing like the wind. “Gray! Nice to see you!” she chirped, as if getting caught dangling out of a ceiling at a crime scene was as casual as Sunday brunch, “How's Juvia?”

The cable that tangled her twisted, in turn twisting her body to circulate and lose sight of Gray, now turning to face Natsu: who had more than enough time to gather his senses at the sudden arrival.

Her cheery face dropped like a stone, a wary smile now in place. “Hey babe~” she breathed, nervously fiddling with the hem of her shirt, the skirt now dropping and revealing pink Hello Kitty panties. Natsu tried not to focus on them too much.

He licked his lips. “No 'Hey Natsu! Nice to see you!' for me?” His tone was borderline bitter.

Lucy flinched, her cheek pinking. “Well...you're going to yell at me.”

He frowned deeper, crossing his arms and raising a brow. “Pray tell, why do you think I'd yell at you?”

Her answer was lost as her body continued to slowly spiral, her eyes now bringing Gray into sight.

“Juvia's good. She loved the cookie recipe you sent to her on Pinterest.”

Lucy sighed. “Good, I was afraid she missed it. She has to make it for Erza's party. I think it will be a great-”

“Oi, pay attention to me!” Natsu's voice squawked.

The woman's face shuttered with dread. “Hold that thought Gray, I have someone on hold.” she said as her body still rotated, bringing her to face her boyfriend again.

“You're gonna be mad that I hid in a ceiling-”

“A ceiling of a building probably filled with criminals? Maybe.” he said with a frown.

Lucy shot him a scathing glare, the force losing value due to the fact that she still was upside down, her hair that was loose hanging like branches of a willow tree.

“Okay, maybe after some perspective this wasn't a good idea, but I needed this story Natsu! The news site is thinking about making me a permanent journalist, so there has to be a good hook!” She didn't get to add on as her orbit brought her twisting back around.

“He's got a point, you know. This is by far the dumbest thing you've done.” Gray quipped when they made eye contact.

“Shut up, Gray.” she hissed, folding her arms and waiting to face the other irate cop.

When Natsu came back into view, Lucy put a pout upon her face. “You know I can't resist writing the perfect article.” she whined.

Natsu scowled deeper. “No. Don't use that face on me. It won't work.”

Lucy flinched, but then pouted harder, her lip quivering. “Natsu~”

Her boyfriend shook his head. “Nope.”

She was turning again, the cable starting to hurt as it tightened, her toes going numb. As a small mercy, Natsu reached out and stopped her orbit, keeping her facing him as he said, “You know how I feel about you investigating crime scenes...when a crime is happening. We've talked about this. Remember the bank robbery?”

Lucy blinked, shrugging. “You mean the robber that somehow knocked out the guards but then proceeded to try and rob the bank with a banana? Sorry, I happened to be at the bank to make a deposit. That one doesn't count.”

“How about the time that lady beat up the other parents of her son's little league team?”

“I did everyone a service by arriving on the scene and taking evidence!”

Natsu sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You're so much trouble.”

Lucy grinned at that. “Oh, am I?” she purred, giving him a sultry look. “You going to punish me?”

Gray gagged. “Okay, maybe we should get back on topic. Why are you in the ceiling?”

The blonde shrugged as best she could, white spots dancing across her vision. “Climbed in from the air duct and found some guys in here. So I hung around and snooped once they left, making sure they didn't see me...and then climbed back into the air ducts and waited for the coast to be clear. But, then you guys showed up and-” she trailed off.

“So we just missed these guys.” Natsu muttered.

Lucy fidgeted with a whimper, drawing all attention back to her as she whined, “Can you guys...get me down please?”

“Oh! Right.” Gray lurched, his hands hovering over her hips, waist, and then bare legs. “Uh-” he groaned, flashing Natsu a hesitant glance.

Natsu frowned, slapping Gray's hands away and set to untangling his girlfriend from the cables. He worked silently, even if there was a hint of a smirk on his lips when her skin formed goosebumps under his touch. Every so often, he'd brush his knuckles along her skin, just to flash her a smug glance when she gasped.

“Guys, I'm still right here.” Gray said, kneeling down and holding out his arms to catch Lucy before she fell headfirst onto the floor.

And she did about a half second later, her head cradled in his hands as the rest of her body began to fall...only to have Natsu catch her by the ankles and gently bring her down.

“Okay, now hand it over.” Natsu ordered once she had blinked away all the spots in her vision, her eyes dazed by the flashlights.

Lucy blinked again, brows furrowing. “What?”

The man held out his palm, curling his index finger every few seconds. “The evidence. I know you found some.”

Gray's jaw slackened, his eyes darting to stare at the stubborn blonde as she turned up her nose. “And what makes you think I found anything?” Her tone was haughty, her lips in a tight little frown. If Gray didn't already have Juvia and didn't know Lucy as personally as he did, he might have thought it a cute display.

But, he knew better-knew her better-and knew she was definitely hiding something.

Natsu, however, voiced it better than he ever could. “Because I know you, Lucy Heartfilia, and I know that you will indeed put yourself in dangerous situations for proof and sources. So, hand it over.”

The pair had a staring match for five seconds, static energy practically sparking to life between their eyes before Lucy sighed and reached into her cleavage. Both men nearly flushed scarlet as she dug in, having enough sense to avert their eyes while she pulled out a small, silver flash drive.

Natsu snatched it, pocketing it over his left bicep. “Alright. Now that's over, Lucy Heartfilia, you're under arrest.” He said, fishing out his pair of handcuffs and quickly making sure he had both of her wrists contained behind her back before she could react.

“What?! Natsu!” She screeched loud enough to make them all cringe. “Are you really arresting me?!”

Gray even rose a brow at him, not expecting his partner's cunning gleam as he helped his girlfriend up.

“Aye. You are trespassing on a known crime scene. It won't stick, so you'll be home by dinner.” Natsu said, a little smile curling his lips.

Lucy had none of it. She scowled and stuck out her tongue. “You're an ass and you sleep on the couch tonight.”

Gray stepped back as Natsu whined, taking in the couple with a huff. Of course, Lucy's warning fell on deaf ears.

“Aw, Lucy, don't be like that. It's all in the name of justice-”

“Justice isn't gonna save you from me, you jerk. Who arrests their girlfriend?!” Oh, she was huffing and puffing, her eyes stony as she glared at the back of her boyfriend's head. If looks could kill, Natsu would be feeling the grip of death on his shoulders.

Gray sighed, watching as Lucy and Natsu bickered back and forth like an old married couple, both too stubborn and probably sexually frustrated. After all, most of the guys did wonder about getting their girls...or guys into cuffs.

Unfortunately for Natsu, Gray thought as his partner escorted a still raging Lucy out of the office, he got it all wrong and would indeed be sleeping on the couch: not next to a dynamite blonde and a pair of well used handcuffs.

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☾♔; August 26, 2020 ☾♔; 8:37am ☾♔; sotd: Decision - Yasuharu Takanashi (Naruto Shippuden OST) ☾♔; cotd: Gray Fullbuster ☾♔; Funsies Set

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Not planning on doing an annoying series of these, but I couldn't not make a set for my man (Juvia do not interact).

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