#this is why i never moved on from fairy tail

[ydsurluvhsm]

♡.・゜゜・ nalu nation rise ・゜゜・.♡

i’m never getting over this official art of natsu and lucy… like are you SEEING this?? the way he’s holding her so gently, so tenderly, like she’s the most precious thing in his whole world… i’m SOBBING.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: their smiles?? her laugh?? his head resting on hers like he’s at peace just being near her?? this is love in its purest form.

｡･ﾟﾟ･ the way his arms wrap around her so protectively like “i’ll never let anything hurt you” but also like “you’re safe here with me”… i’m MELTING. lucy’s whole expression is just so full of joy and trust and comfort… and natsu’s smile??? please someone hold me. ･ﾟﾟ･｡

⋆˚✿˖° this isn’t just a hug. this is a home.

7.26.2021 will forever be iconic… a holy day for nalu shippers

i’m framing this in my heart forever. ♡(´｡•ㅅ•｡`)

[venusveil]

Random astrology observations.

(My personal observations what I think)

✎ Taurus Moons be like Comfort > everything else.

✎ A Gemini Has 25 group chats but can’t reply to a single text you sent two weeks ago.

✎ Venus in Sagittarius Can love you from afar but don’t suffocate them or they’re gone.

✎ one think I noticed that Scorpio Sun with Sagittarius Venus is like they'll cling to you when they're feeling spicy but when that's over "who are you?"

✎ Never met a Pisces who doesn't have a issue with sleep. Either sleeps all day and night or no sleep at night. wakes up at 2 or 3 pm.

✎ Moon in Scorpio craves deep emotional (and physical) intimacy. Casual flings leave them feeling empty but they’ll never admit it.

✎You think you had the worse break up. Until your ex and you have 8th house synastry. And if you survived that? My strong babe you can do anything in life.

✎ by the way 8th house synastry reminds me of bad romance - lady gaga.

✎ My 8th house is in Taurus and I realized I can't be friends with a Taurus male. It's either we're a love/hate couple or nothing. No in between.

✎ Leo Needs constant admiration but pretens they hate being the center of attention (yeah right).

✎ I never wanna pick a fight with a Gemini Mars. I'll end up crying screaming vomiting. They'll hit you with words. will make you lose your sleep doubting your own intelligence.

✎ Sagittarius Mercury be like "let me teach you something" while offending you. "Why are you so stupid?" Probably gives (unwanted, nobody asked for) advice like It's a love language.

✎ 12th house Venus / Mars may attract people by accident then blame them for falling for them.

✎ One time I tried telling a Pisces Mars they're wrong. And he straight up was like "yeah I know I'm a bad person" ok? Thanks for knowing that.

✎ Aries Venus wants the hottest person in the room, the one looks hard to attract but when they do, They'll get bored before the 2nd date.

✎ Does Capricorn moon even cry? Once a year?

✎ Arguing with a Taurus Mercury in the 3rd house is like screaming at a brick wall. You'll be tired by the time they change their mind.

✎ Sun in Pisces/6th house is like you think working 9-10 is death. Also cries if there's no routine.

✎ I love people with Jupiter in Gemini or 9th house Jupiter. They knows a little about everything won't shut up.

✎ Sagittarius Mercury as a child I was a chatterbox talking non stop. And I've my big cousin sister (she's a Capricorn) telling me to stfu.

✎ Pluto in the 1st house : you walk into a room triggering at least 5 people's childhood trauma.

✎ Neptune in the 7th house attracts emotionally unavailable people.

✎ Jupiter in Scorpio people talks like a sexy cult leader. Can convince you to ruin your life in seconds.

✎ Neptune in the 4th house thinks their childhood was either a fairy tail or a horror movie - no in between.

✎ Mars in Scorpio knows exactly how to ruin you emotionally also sexually. And they will.

✎ Mars in the 4th house fights in the kitchen brings up childhood trauma mid-argument.

✎ You're not dating a Scorpio Venus you made a deal with the devil. Good luck moving on. Probably casting a spell to make you obsessed.

✎ Chiron in Scorpio heals people but breaks them first.

✎ Pluto in the 12th house knows the vibe is off 3 weeks ago

✎ Pluto in the 3rd house can destroy someone’s sense of self in a paragraph… and then say “I was just being honest.”

[mellowwillowy]

𝐓𝐖𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

Feat: Riddle, Leona, Azul, Kalim, Vil, Idia, Lilia Bonus: Floyd, Jade, Jamil, Rook, Epel, Malleus

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle’s face was almost as red as his hair, not out of anger but rather…

[Oh my gooodddd, stomp those tiny feet again, Riddle! Give me that pout~]

Really… should he do it again? Out of nowhere? Well, let’s take a walk to where you clicked then…

[Yaahhh!! So cuteeee!!!]

Well at least you didn’t think him badly for being angry out of nowhere… whoops, he wasn’t supposed to idle like that.

Ahh, why are you moving on to another character? Cater? That good for nothing? The naughty ADeuce duo? He's almost turning from red to green in envy!

Leona Kingscholar

Leona was supposed to be ticked to the brim but definitely not with you. His ears are red from your nonstop rambling while you keep on poking his avatar right on his ear.

[I wonder how it feels like to play with his ears, ah, maybe I should help you clean it too?]

Don’t. Twitch. Ears. Else the player might notice this and question this one new idle.

[Thinking back, I kinda wanna try stepping on his tail like Yuu too~]

Don’t. Swish. Tail. What? Is he a masochist or what? Well, if it’s for you then he wouldn’t mind it.

Wait wait, why are you checking out Ruggie and Jack now? Hey, what do you mean Ruggie has cuter ears and Jack has a fluffier tail? Why do they look so proud? Are they asking to be minced?

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul might break out of the avatar restraint now. You’ve been talking about how you want to squeeze the kid him, round and plump, you quoted.

Why did you find his past appearance adorable?

[Honestly, I kinda want to lift him and his hiding spot and boil him as a takoyaki filling]

Now that made Floyd and Jade snickered. Azul was internally panicking but his avatar did not show him breaking a single sweat.

[Or maybe gather all his ink whenever he cries]

For your pen?

[But I do think squeezing his plump octomer form is the best~ Oh well, he had lost all those baby fats]

And back to how you ramble about his round self again. This was supposed to be disheartening but why was he blushing?

Wait wait, don't look away from him, no! Why are you going to Floyd? And Jade too? He knew Floyd won your heart but allow him to worm into your heart at the very least. Please let one of his three hearts rest in you!

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim was nodding non-stop at your ramblings, or should he say, wishes. He was really happy that you were taking him as your magic lamp!

[And then, I want you to lace my body with lots of glitters, made of gold!]

No hard task, he just had to grind all that gold into some sort of fairy dust for you!

[Oh! And I want to try swimming in a pool of golden coins like Uncle Scrooge! I wonder if it'll hurt and uncomfortable as I think...]

He was in the same boat with you. You'd have to be careful when diving into the pool! But you can try sleeping on it though you should be careful, just in case the coins swallow you whole!

[And a carpet ride every night~]

Roger that! Tell him more of your wish, will you?

Eh? Why do you stop wishing? No! He will guarantee you that he will make it all come true! Please do not doubt him! Ah... it's because you two are in a different dimension? Screw this barrier that separates you two then.

Vil Schoenheit

Yes, he knew he was unworthy of your praises but he couldn't help but enjoy bathing in it!

[Look at your hair... and that make-up! Wow... truly is the fairest one of all!]

Oh please, no matter how much you compliment him, he could never compete with you beauty-wise! You would always be the true fairest one of all!

[Aha! Look at those heels too, contribute a lot to your height, and make you look so pretty!]

Even a prominent actor like him can't cover his natural reaction which was the growing blush on his face!

Eh? Rook? What does he have to do with him? Too in love with his words more than the beauty in front of you right now? No no no, you must look at him only and no one else!

Idia Shroud

If anything, he was glad his hair did not turn pink! From the way you kept on poking his avatar and patting his head, it made his heart tickled. He was no longer stuttering because the system wanted him to, but because he himself was nervous!

[Oh, show me that one illustration... Kyaaa! Why must you be so cute biting on your sleeve??? It's so inviting!!!]

Ah? That one? He couldn't help but feel embarrassed as you zoomed into his face and examined his hair. Truly, this was too much for his heart!

[Oh oh, and your masquerade costume is so pretty! It makes you look so pretty ffs!]

Ah, it was pretty uncomfortable to wear but he's glad he didn't take it off, not like he can do that anyway. The system won't allow that after all.

Everything feels nice so why are you changing character now? Wait wait! Have you checked his other card? No no no, why is that little shortie fae here? Don't close on him, please! He might want to try hacking your phone soon!

Lilia Vanrouge

Oya? You'd like to dress him up? Kukuku, looks like green and pink would work well on him~

[And... I think we can try curling his long hair, can we change the hue from red to pink like a color wheel?]

...Curling his hair didn't sound bad. Maybe he should try it sometimes and see if it suited him.

[Oh! And I'm gonna hang him upside down like the bat he is! My cute little bat, let's fist-fight!]

You really are an enigma huh? One moment is a sweet and docile lamb then the next moment you are a bull. Hm? Malleus? Why talk about him so sudden? Didn't you say he is your number-one favorite from Diasomnia? So why are you looking at someone else now?

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Floyd Leech

God of Shrimpy~ Keep on poking him, he loves it! Ah, you love his teeth? And his droopy eyes? And his laugh? Hehe, you really love everything about him huh?

So why do you even bother looking at the others? He's going to hug you tight for this silly!

Jade Leech

Ah, he is quite the gentleman, no? Hm? You'd like to keep him as your butler? Why that is quite the generous idea that you allow him to manage your daily life~

With a small dose of love potion in your daily tea every day, he's bound to have you in his arms soon, well, if he ever finds a way to pull you into this twisted wonderland.

Jamil Viper

It truly is an honor to be considered as someone reliable (from babysitting Kalim) and acknowledged as an attendant who could shield you from any danger, truly. He is ready to put his life in line for you so why?

Why are you saying that there's someone else who might fit the position as your attendant more than him? And that person being that slimy eel no less!

Rook Hunt

Ah! This is amazing! To be able to charm you with his words and let him worm into your heart is truly a blessing! Would you like him to write you a poem detailing your beauty?

No no, mon chèri, you shouldn't grace those who are unbefitting of it, don't you think it's a waste to spare the other your grace? Allow this hunter to save you from that trouble.

Epel Felmier

H-huh? You want to dress him up? Naturally, he hates being treated as a doll, a girl no less! But... the idea of you helping him dress and helping him with makeup... he can do this. It is your way of gracing him after all...

Huh? You want to dress Lilia up too? Why? Because he's cuter? Oh no, there's no way there's someone who is prettier than him, look at him, look at how pretty he is in this dress!

Malleus Draconia

If anything, he will always hear you compare him and Riddle to the 'Queen of Heart' and 'Maleficient' from your world. You will praise him for being able to stand on the same level as the actress' beauty which makes him feel giddy.

But boy is he sulking when you start rambling about Riddle and the big-headed Queen. You will dote on him and Riddle back and forth.

Can't you just dote on him?

[samanthaa-leanne]

From the moment you laid eyes on Gray Fullbuster you knew it was game over. All the nights you spent reading romance novels and seeing how all it took was one look before most of the heroines fell in love with a man. You thought it was bogus. There was no way you could fall in love with a man with just one look. That was until you saw him. 

Gray Fullbuster was a well-known wizard throughout Fiore. You had heard about him well before you joined the Fairy Tail guild. You just didn’t expect him to look like that. When your friend and roommate Lucy introduced you to her group, the group she also wanted you to join. She introduced you to Erza first and you couldn’t help but think she was the sweetest person you had ever met. You didn’t know why Lucy was so afraid of her. That was until Natsu knocked over her strawberry shortcake and all hell broke loose. 

Natsu was something else. He tried being intimidating but quickly changed his attitude once he learned you could fight. Then all he wanted to do was challenge you. Lucy tried to scold him, but you agreed, and soon kicked his ass. Everyone in the guild was impressed with your skills. Even Natsu when he regained consciousness.  

“Wow Natsu, I can’t believe you got your ass kicked by a girl.” A voice said from behind you. 

You turned around to defend yourself when suddenly the most handsome man you had ever seen was standing in front of you. Your heart did a flip and you lost all sense of what you were going to say. 

“Gray I was wondering where you were.” Lucy said, trying to change the subject before another fight broke out. “This is my friend YN. She just joined the guild.” 

All of a sudden his eyes were on yours as he looked you up and down. Your cheeks turned a bright red as his eyes finally met yours. 

“Nice to meet you YN. You seem like a real badass from the ass whooping you gave dragon breath over there.” He said, motioning to a fired up Natsu who was about to hop the table to get his hands on Gray. 

“It’s nice to meet you too.” You said as calmly as you could. Your heart was still racing from his mere presence. 

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A few months had passed since you first met and joined Team Natsu. The missions you went on grew even more dangerous and there were some you didn’t know if you would complete in one piece, but without fail your team beat the odds. 

Your trust in one another grew everyday and soon you guys could predict each other's moves. Sometimes you even knew what the other would do before they did it. You gave a new definition to the word close. 

Your bond with your teammates was something you never wanted to lose. However your feelings for a particular teammate grew even more as each day passed. There were times you thought he felt the same, but then he would treat you like he did with all your other teammates. 

It seemed like everyone knew about your feelings for Gray besides him. He was oblivious. Not even Natsu and Happy’s not so subtle jokes clicked in that handsome head of his. You were okay with it though. You figured he was just pretending not to know about your feelings for him so it didn’t ruin your friendship. Which you didn’t want to ruin anyways so you shoved your feelings down and focused on your friendship instead. 

What you didn’t expect was to overhear a private conversation between Natsu and Gray about a month later at the guild hall. 

“So what do you think about YN?” Natsu asked as nonchalantly as he could. 

“She’s a pretty awesome fighter and a great friend.” Gray responded quickly, giving Natsu a weird look. 

“Just a friend huh?” Natsu asked, trying to hint at something he shouldn’t. 

“What is that supposed to mean?” Gray shot back. 

“Are you sure you aren’t an idiot?” Natsu asked, his voice calm for once. 

“What are you going on about this time?” Gray replied with confusion written all over his face. 

“You really don’t know that…” he was cut off by Erza showing up and punching him in the stomach as Happy flew him a few feet away. 

“Ignore him.” Erza said as she joined the table they were at. You quickly walked away before anyone noticed you.

Gray nodded and went back to what he was doing. The questions Natsu asked had him thinking if he really did just see you as a friend. 

He couldn’t lie to himself and say he didn’t find you attractive, because he did. From the moment he first saw you he thought you were the most beautiful girl he’d ever laid eyes on. And then you beat the crap out of Natsu which just impressed him even more. But Gray didn’t believe in love at first sight. He believed in getting to know someone through and through and falling in love with the person they were. 

And that’s when it clicked. It was slow and he didn’t realize it until he really sat down and thought about it, but he was in love with you. He had been for a while now. He loved everything about you. The way you smiled when you saw something that made you happy. The way you always had your friend’s back no matter what the situation was. The way you tucked your hair behind your ear when you were nervous. You were everything he never knew he needed and at that moment all he wanted to do was find you and tell you he loved you. So that’s exactly what he did. 

You were on your way back to your apartment when you heard someone shouting your name. You turn around to find Gray running after you at full speed. 

“Gray? What’s wrong? Is everything…” You were cut off as his arms wrapped around you and he pulled you into him, hugging you tightly.

“I love you.” He said softly as he rubbed his arms up and down your back. 

“Wait what?” You asked, pulling back a little from his embrace. The look he was giving you was something you had always wanted to see. 

“I love you.” He repeated as if he couldn’t say the words enough. 

“Is this some kind of joke? Did Natsu put you up to this?” You asked as you scanned the surrounding area trying to catch the pink haired menace. 

“What?! No! Of course not.” Gray answered, baffled that this was your reaction. His mind was racing. Did he not think this through? Did you not feel the same way? 

“Natsu and I were talking and he asked me what I thought about you and at first I said you were just a great friend but then I got to thinking and I realized I’m in love with you.” He started, stopping to look into your eyes as he said, “I love everything about you. Your smile, your laugh, your ability to put everyone in the guild in their place. I just realized that you are everything I never knew I wanted or needed and I just had to come tell you.”

You didn’t realize you were crying until his fingers were wiping away the tears. You never thought he would reciprocate the feeling you had. 

“Aww don’t cry, pretty girl. I didn’t mean to make you cry.” He said softly, pulling you back into his chest. 

“I love you too.” You whispered. “Ever since I first laid eyes on you. I never believed in love at first sight until I saw you.” You said truthfully, your tears calming down. 

He stepped back and lifted your chin so your eyes met. The smile he was giving you was so infectious you couldn’t help but smile back up at him. 

“Say it again.” He whispered, closing his eyes. 

“I love you, Gray Fullbuster.” You said, your smile growing with each word. 

He opened his eyes, leaned down, and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. “I love you too baby girl.”

[floertoer]

phantom lord is my favorite fairy tail arc for a plethora of reasons, partly because it explores class dynamics in fiore. ivan assumes that lucy was funneling money into the guild and that she's not actually a competent mage because she's a rich heiress which leads me to believe rich people don't join guilds and they don't do magic. which is why they hire guild mages to do things for them. mages tend to live paycheck to paycheck because mage work is a gig economy. for that reason, mage work is probably undervalued, and that makes me think of the dynamic between mages and high society

expanding on my lucy never runs away AU under the cut. previous post

Mages and Knights

When Erza brings the quest down from the second floor, Mirajane takes a long look at it, a frown forming on her face. She looks up at Erza. “Are you sure you want to take this one?” she asks slowly like she's speaking to a child. 

If she was younger, that would be enough to start a fight. Erza nods, urging Mirajane to hurry up and approve the quest. “Well, I wouldn't be able to go any other way,” Erza responds, her voice harsher than necessary. She's older, but that doesn't mean she's matured that much. 

Mirajane sighs but gives the quest a stamp of approval anyway. “It won't be as fun as you think. High society doesn't like people like us.” 

“How would you know? You’ve never shown up,” Erza bites. Her fuse has always been short with Mirajane, and the patronizing expression on her face is almost enough for Erza to revert back to being thirteen. 

Mirajane doesn't respond. There's nothing she could possibly say that will make Erza not take this quest. Mirajane calls out to her as she storms out of the guild, “Just don't get your hopes up!” 

The door to the guild slams, and everyone turns to look. It doesn't take long for everyone to return back to whatever they were doing before. Mira sighs and grabs the rag thrown over her shoulder and continues what she was doing before Erza stopped her — wiping down the countertop. Cana moves down the bar,  taking a seat across from the exhausted barmaid. “What's the matter with her?” Cana asks, cradling a large barrel of booze under her arm. 

“You know Erza,” Mira replies, not wanting to get into it. 

“Sure,” Cana agrees. “Why're you mad then?” 

Despite not having a proper fight since they were sixteen, it wasn't rare for Erza to get irritated with Mira. Erza didn't blow up like she used to, but it was obvious to everyone when the redhead wanted to. Mira didn't understand it. She rarely gets irritated at Erza, nor does she with anyone. Ever since… Well, she's become much more docile in the last decade. 

“Why does she act like that?” Mira questions. 

“You know Erza,” Cana teases. She laughs when she sees the unimpressed expression on Mira's face. “It doesn't help you still look at her with that condescending expression.” 

Mira gasps offendedly and straightens her back — narrowing her eyes at Cana. “I don't do that.” 

“You totally do,” Cana insists. She takes a quick swig of booze before continuing, “The rest of us have gotten used to it, but you've always gotten under Erza's skin.” Anyone who knew Mira — really knew her — could tell you that she had a look. When she was younger, it was a cruel look, full of judgment; now that she is older, the look is still judgmental, but it’s taken a pitying element. 

An annoyed growl rips its way from her throat. Cana smiles; despite the change in outer appearance, inner Mira remained the same. Mira schools her expression into a look of perfect neutrality before sighing again. “Do you know the difference between guild mages and magic knights?” she asks. 

“Magic knights are a bunch of stiffs,” Cana quickly answers, not giving it much thought. 

Mira laughs. “Yeah… guilds are places for the wayward members of society. A place to find work and family. Can you imagine any of us working a normal job?” 

Cana looks around the guild, taking a good look at each member. There are obvious answers. No job would accept Gray with his stripping habit. Natsu’s penchant for destruction and arson make him a terrible candidate. Evergreen’s too disagreeable. Nab too indecisive, Vijeeter too free spirited, and Bickslow too creepy. 

There are some who could do it. There was little Levy couldn't do if she put her mind to it. Jet and Droy would follow wherever she went, plus they were good at taking instructions. Max had a solid work ethic. Reedus could easily find work as an artist, and of course– Cana looks back at Mira. Mira could do anything. She didn't even take on mage work anymore despite being a guild mage. Cana knew Mira could leave Fairy Tail if she really wanted to. She didn't need the guild. She's grown far larger than it. Cana know that, but… 

“Who'd want to?” she responds. 

“Not me,” Mira replies like she had read Cana's mind. “Poor waywards become mages and rich waywards become knights.” 

“You tryna say we couldn't have been knights?” 

“Not because we’re incapable. I joined Fairy Tail when I was thirteen. I didn't have the money to foot the knight academy tuition. Not that I would've become a knight if I had,” Mira explains. “It’s a hundred thousand jewel fee for a year. It’s not a place for poor little orphans.” 

Thus why poor little orphans gravitated toward guilds. “That’s insane. I don't even have that kind of cash lying around.” 

“That's why most magic knights are heirs or heiresses who don't want to settle down and run their parent’s business yet.” Mira had seen it with her own eyes. She talked to a lot of them. Mira didn't always avoid high society like the plague. She used to galavant among them, happy to be one of the chosen mages. “Erza, it's weird because she grew up with the rest of us, but she has this view of the world…” Mira trails off. 

“Like a fairy tale?” Cana questions. Erza is an outlier among the guild. She dresses up like a knight and makes a big deal about honor. As if mages cared about those sorts of things. 

“Something like that. I just…” Mira pauses, trying to gather her thoughts. “They're not going to like her, Cana. Noblemen, high society, they don't like any of us.” Not even her. 

“Who cares what they like? There's a reason we're mages and not knights, right?” 

“I just don't want Erza to get hurt. A lot of people can't see it but she's sensitive under that armor.” 

Cana chuckles. She guesses Mira has changed because she would never have admitted that a decade ago. Mira reaches over the counter to lightly smack Cana. “I'm serious,” she insists. 

“I know, I know,” Cana responds. 

“Those people… they don't like what they can't control. There are so many rules that you'd never know if you weren't born into it.” Among mages Mira was a graceful swan, among high society she might as well have been a stumbling fawn. 

Cana takes a breath. “Then you're right; they'll hate her.” Fairy Tail has a reputation for their bullheadedness, and Erza is queen of the fairies. Cana shrugs. “What can you do?” 

Mira sighs, “I can just try my best to not to say I told you so.”

[cylove]

cracks knuckles i’m rusty but i wanna talk about BOFT laxus. there’s more below the small snip-bit but WARNING long and ramble-y

all freed says here is “the game is over” and to me he’s more so trying to indirectly ask laxus “what’s our next move?” bc as he said with no hostages makarov has nothing being held over him

but then laxus freaks out? i know it’s a high tension moment and you’re trying to take over your grandpas guild but there is no need to be doing all that. alsooo u know this isn’t normal for him because the glare alone makes freed surprised and then he lit-chralllyyyy stands in shock that laxus tried to hit him. you can interpret it as laxus was overcome with emotions and letting it out violently. or simply trying to threaten freed. but i think what’s important is that he doesn’t hit him, whether consciously or unconsciously he knows it’s not right to hit one of his closest friends

i also want to point out that laxus tries to shove freed away. all of sudden laxus assumes “he doesn’t want to follow him anymore”? which is a complete non sequitur because no where did freed imply he wasn’t going to follow along anymore, that was all laxus

it’s crazy how self destructive he’s being right now. trying to say his fairy tail doesn’t need him (or “i don’t need you” if you want to have fun) even tho the raijinshuu has been a thing for at least like 5 years. it’s unknown what exactly they’ve all been thru together, it’s obviously post scar but who knows if they were there when ivan was expelled. what matters is that the raijinshuu most likely have seen very ugly sides of laxus, but its this moment that shocks freed

and before moving on i want to mention that even here laxus is showing why the raijinshuu follow him

his word choice is interesting. “by the likes of erza”? “when did you get so weak”? he truly placed trust in evergreen, he saw her as powerful, that’s why she’s on his side. he knows erza too, being an s class mage but he still believed evergreen had what it takes to defeat her. mashima has made ever really.. weak. she used to be able to push around elfman no sweat with a flap of her fan and she could honestly utilize her explosive power better, but mashima wants to keep playing and keep her to 2 spells WHATEVER. next part

before the crash out of x784, i just wanted to say how patient freed is w laxus bc i think its incredible how he's still willing to smile at him after earlier that day laxus flung a lightning bolt at him. i think he really is someone who stabilizes laxus and extends kindness to him when not many others will. in freeds flashback in his fight w mira you can see makarov entrusts laxus to freed to keep him out of trouble after some time. its been mentioned freed first disliked laxus just like many other guild members, so it means a lot to me that he was able to see through his rough exterior and grow closer from that point onward

anyways onto THE CRASH OUT OF THE CENTURY

he absolutely lost it, he wanted to see bodies on the ground, but deep down in his heart that isn’t his true desire. and he absolutely despises that fact. he is going THROUGH IT. its about fairy law, its not about taking over the guild, it was his deep seated insecurities really surfacing in this moment and honestly its kinda sad. at that moment he was expressing how much he wanted to exist outside of his grandfather

and the thing is everyone looks concerned. like its a mixture of "what is he going to do next?" and "wow this is a lot" bc laxus is pouring his heart out, which must look strange to the guild members who never got to know him outside of his cruel demeanor. but i think its especially sad when i look at freed bc he seems... forlorn? he must see that laxus is hurting inside but the fact he is refusing help and isnt listening to reason leaves him disappointed yet saddened

and after natsu defeats him, you have to imagine freed, despite being beaten up himself, supported laxus right? he had to carry him and patch him up despite everything? it must have been such a strange and solemn moment for the both of them because laxus mustve come to the realization that he was in the wrong. that he was disillusioned with the idea of power that he lost his way. it very much reads like that when he speaks to makarov with how calm he is, as though he has already reflected upon his actions

i think when we see laxus in his debut arc, he was already too power obsessed to see any of the reasons why the raijinshuu stuck with him. its only at the end of the arc we get a glimpse of the laxus they saw. he joked around with them, even as he was getting expelled. he wanted to be well in his absence and he wanted them to stay so they could grow, perhaps without his destructive self in the way. laxus wasnt always horrible, their departure showed that. if that really was the case, bickslow, evergreen and freed wouldnt act like that and they wouldnt want to follow him. sure perhaps the raijinshuu formed due to the common interest of strength, but in the end they grew to be true friends. i jusssttt wish that mashima developed that more, i dont nearly get to see them interact in a prolonged moment i feel, but i know im never getting that now

this is the end. this post kind of meanders around the BOFT arc, and my thoughts arent final, i always like hearing different perspectives because i interpret things a little off sometimes, but i really like thinking about laxus, the raijinshuu, and the dynamics they share together

[asystolearchives]

Liric and Quinn - Fairy Resus

Inspired by some wonderful art from my new friend @saphicresus, my first story. I may come back to this some day and re-write it to be a bit better, but I wanted to go ahead and get something published. I hope you like it!

Liric’s tail flicked in frustration as she paused- focusing her breath as she tried to stay quiet. To stay hidden. Her wings pulled in closer to her tiny frame, pointed ears able to pick up even the slightest of sounds but yet she didn’t hear a thing. She could feel her tiny heart racing in her chest, adrenaline rushing through, making every movement shaky and uncoordinated.

Quinn was after her. An enemy she had became under circumstances that weren't her own. She’d ventured into her families territory whenever her familiar, a large cane toad named Hieff, had went missing late in the night. The Brabblefern family was known to be skilled hunters, and vicious to their enemies. Where as Liric, the only daughter to the head of the Lotusfeet family, had a lot more peace and understanding to anybody who accidentally came around.

And now, she was in a situation she’d never been in. She was trapped in a Twoleg’s house. She hadn’t realized when she was flying- but had flown straight through an open window. They had both scrambled to hide whenever they heard the Twoleg enter, but now- she didn’t know where Quinn was, or the Twoleg that she couldn’t hear anymore. The tiny fairy moved some of her blonde strands from in front of her face before she heard shuffling- and her wings expanded, taking off quickly and darting out from the cupboard she was in.

“Get back here, you coward!” Quinn screamed angrily. Her features were much different then Lirics. She had the same body type, but her bare body was adorned with swirls of pigment that almost appeared as tattoos. It provided essential camouflage to her enemies. Her skin was much darker, and hair more coarse, currently in tight, firm dreads that had adorations of beads and small animal bones. They were successful, brutal, ruthless hunters. Deep scars showed just how brave she was- and she was quickly catching up to Liric.

“Please- just- leave me alone! Please!” Liric cried out, darting around a corner and ducking under a cabinet. Her eyes quickly scanned in any place that she could hide, she could see freshly cut vegetables on the counter, jars prepared with their lids off setting on the table. She was familiar with this kind of food preservation from her studies, but she didn’t know yet what to do- until she heard the sound of Quinn screaming in pain as she flew over a boiling pot of hot water, the steam having made her dip down into the floor. Liric looked behind her, her wings flapping quickly, still racing to find another open window- deep down, she was afraid that Quinn was hurt. ⁃ THUD! Liric slammed roughly into the wall, not having been watching where she was going. The small fairly fell down, falling into one of the open jars with a hazy thud, stars in her vision as she tried to regain her composure. She didn’t even realize she’d blacked out until she heard something rustling just above the jar, the sound of metal on glass.

Her dark eyes opend in time to see that Quinn had managed to pick up the lightweight lid to the old jar and began to screw it on the top. Liric flew up quickly, shoving her hands against the top- but she was no match. The lid was already screwed, she was just tightening it. She began to beat against the lid. “Quinn! Please- please! Let me out! Let me out!” She screamed frantically, trying to fly against the side of the jar to knock it over. But Quinn flew down, looking at the struggle as Liric began to tire out.

But Liric couldn’t understand why she was getting tired until it dawned on her… she was running out of oxygen, and fast. She slowed down even more, her body feeling heavier then it ever had as she crumbled down to the bottom of the jar, her tail swishing slowly as she looked at the way Quinn smirked at her. The fairy’s long nails slowly tapped against the jar teasingly, her own tail swishing with something that resembled delight as she watched Liric try to gasp. But every breath she took seemed to starve her body further of the oxygen it needed, her heart beating wildly in her ears as if it would jump out of her chest all together. Liric’s hands clawed against the glass, trying to find anything to hold onto- anything to try and convince Quinn that she’d stay away from her territory. She understood why the other fairy was so violent, with how scarse food was, with some other fairies stealing and killing- she wasn’t mad at her… but she knew she didn’t deserve to be killed for her simple mistake. Quinn was several moons older then she was, she had more expirence, more skill, a bigger clan.

Her head began to pound, a headache like she’d never felt before aching through her body. Her vision was blurring even more, and she was getting disoriented, unable to speak. She was suffocating, and her body was starting to go through cyanosis. Her pale skin was turning blue around her lips and her face, the red that had washed over her was fading as her heart stopped trying to uselessly pump blood. Her tiny frame jerked invoulntarily as she slid further, her back hitting the back of the glass as she began to feel more tired.

She couldn’t explain the sense of.. calmness that she felt. Her tired, tiny heart was slowing it’s beats down. The tips of her fingers, and her toes were slowly turning blue, a paleness that was racing to her limbs. Quinn laid her hands on her hips in a satisfied huff. “You’ll never steal from us again, will you Lotusfeet?” She cackled, before jumping up- her wings splaying out and starting to flutter as she took flight again. Liric’s hand reached weakly out twoards the figure as one last plea before everything darkend within her vision, and Quinn flew out the still-open window, just narrowly avoiding the Twoleg as she walked back inside. Liric’s body had gone limp at the bottom of the jar.

Briela looked curiously out her window, her long brown hair dusting over her shoulders, the smell of fresh dirt on her knees as she took off her gardening gloves, setting the basket of herbs down on the small table that she’d collected. “Oh, butterflies this time of year already? I really need to plant those flowers..” She murmured to herself as she looked for the ‘butterfly’ she’d seen fly out her window. She shrugged it off, and moved to kick off her dirty shoes before going over to the sink to start washing her hands. She did so, patting her hands dry on the small towel as blue eyes glanced over to the pot of boiling water.

“Oh! I forgot about canning!” She cried out in surprise at the boiling water, moving to turn down the water a bit before looking at her jars, noticing the metal lid on one. Her head tilted in surprise before she saw it- the tiny, blue fairy within the jar. “O-Oh my! Oh my! Shit, shit shit shit!” She yelped as she quickly lifted up the jar, unscrewing it with ease as she looked into it. “Oh! Hey, hey- holy shit! Are you okay!?” She cried out as she dumped the fairy hap-hazardly onto the tea towel she’d just used to dry her hands, setting the jar back down quickly as she hovered over the tiny frame. Then it dawned on her- this wasn’t her skin color.. whatever this little, magical being was- this was the appearance of suffocating.

“Oh SHIT!” She yelled once she realized, lifting the tiny frame into her palms carefully. Liric’s body shifted coldly in her palm, her wings limp and splayed out, her tail draping past her palm, arms outstretched and hair messily covering her face from being dropped onto the tea towel. Briela quickly moved to turn off the stove with her free hand before running to her kitchen table, taking a quick seat as her thumb rubbed over the tiny fairy’s chest. “Oh come on, breathe! Breathe! You’re out of the jar now you’re okay! You’re okay!” She pleaded quickly, her own hands starting to shake before she rested her thumb over the tiny fairy’s bare chest, inbetween her breasts. She paused, trying to feel for anything. She moved to lay the fairy’s back flat against her palm, moving her fingers against her chest- trying to feel again.

Nothing… Liric’s body had given up it’s fight. It had been too long, her heart had beat so fast and she’d panicked so badly she had only sped up her demise. But Briela wasn’t a stranger to an emergency… but on something this small? She had to think fast, or else the fairy wouldn’t have a chance at all.

Briela quickly brought the small frame up to her mouth, sealing her warm pink lips against the tiny fairy’s face, trying to puff a breath of air into her useless lungs. She pulled back, and didn’t see a downfall, or hear one. “Okay- just hold on honey- just hold on.” She begged, trying again as she repositioned the tiny frame, letting her head tilt back in-between her thumb and index finger, right in the soft crook, and sealed her lips again, giving a bit fuller of a breath- this time she kept her other hand on the tiny fairy’s chest.

A slow rise. Air was going in now. She pulled back, letting the fairy’s chest fall- before lowering again, delivering another breath. Rise… fall.

“Come on..” She whined, pulling back and moving her thumb into the center of the tiny fairy’s chest, pushing down awkwardly. The angle didn’t do her much of a favor, but she gained a small ‘huff’ from the fairy’s agape mouth. Briela moved to set her against the cold wooden kitchen table, her head lolling to the side, wings splayed under her and her tail in-between her legs as Briela tried another angle with her thumb- another useless huff. She was growing frustrated, but tried again. This time, she used two fingers, both on her sternum, before she pressed down.

Now that felt like a compression. Her body responded just as a human’s would, and she set her pace. “One… two… three… four!” She counted, Liric’s body shifting under each thrust into her still heart. Briela had calmed down- and now she had deep focus, her other hand carefully ready to scoop the tiny fairy up when she needed to give breaths again, resting against the kitchen table. Each thrust made her feel that more scared that maybe she was too late.

“hu-huh-huh-huh-huh” Liric’s body responded in small, quiet huffs with each compression, limbs failing slightly as she was picked back up off the table, Briela sealing her mouth against the fairies once more. She puffed out a small breath of air, causing Liric’s cheeks to expand fully, her lungs expanding quickly, huffing out air as the Twoleg pulled away. Another breath, rise, and fall- and then another.. just for good measure. She didn’t hesitate, carefully lowering Liric back down, her fingers finding their place again as she began to compress.

“huh! huh! huh!” her body responded more defiantly, as Briela didn’t worry as much about the depth- she worried that if she went too soft she wouldn’t be able to save the fairy. She counted softly under her breath, legs shaking with each thrust as her ribs flared out with each deep, methodical compression that was slammed into her unmoving muscle. Another round, and another set of breaths. She could see that some of the blueness had faded from the fairy’s body but she wasn’t yet responding to her- a quick feel against her chest gave her nothing in return, but Briela took the small frame from her table and back into her palm, her fingers moving to rub her sternum desperately.

“Come on, little one- please take in a breath!” She quietly whispered, deeply rubbing her sternum- trying to get any response, before using her thumb, cupping the tiny fairy in her hands as she began to deliver compressions again. These were harder, deeper into her chest- crushing her heart with each beat as she squeezed the tiny form. Her breasts jiggled with the movement, ribs flaring out- open mouth huffing out the air that kept seeping into her lungs. Her legs and arms shook with each beat, the warmness from Briela’s palms starting to take away the coldness that the kitchen table had only caused to get worse. She was desperate, her mouth sealing again over the tiny fairy’s face, forcing in air even as her thumb continued to press, feeling the way her chest rose up and huffed out quickly with the next beat. Her belly jiggled with each compression, expanding and shifting under the weight until- a tiny gasp echoed.

Briela paused for a moment, her thumb resting over Liric’s sternum. The marbling of bruises and redness made her feel horrible, but Liric tried to gasp again, but her eyes weren't opening. Each gasp was deep, struggled. Agonal. “Come on honey…” Briela pleaded as she rubbed against her sternum firmly, not getting any kind of a reaction before she began to compress again. She knew that this breathing wasn’t a real sign of life- and even though she wished she had a AED , she knew there was no such thing for something so small.

Each thump against the sloshing muscle further pushed blood throughout her system that was trying so hard to fight. Briela’s careful grip, and thumb centered square in her sternum- didn’t give her heart any choice. It would beat, and it would beat to the rhythm that it was set to. Briela moved back down after only fifteen, bringing the tiny fairy up to her mouth once more, sealing over her face and blowing quick breaths of air- over and over again, her tiny chest expanding quickly as her thumb rubbed against Liric’s chest, making her chest shift and bounce before her limbs came up suddenly, starting to move and gasp.

“Oh! Oh my goodness, you’re alive! Okay, it’s okay little one- breathe for me, just breathe!” She guided softly as she pulled back, feeling the quick thudding of Liric’s heart as she regained consciousness, the tiny fairy looking terrified as she realized what was going on. “I-It’s okay, it’s okay, I saw you got trapped in a jar- I saved you, you’re okay.” She pleaded, hoping that the fairy understood what she was saying. Liric didn’t have the energy to move, yet, but Briela was already standing, looking through a pile of sewing supplies on her kitchen table until she found a small square of soft fabric, wrapping the tiny frame in it, and laying her down carefully on a old plushie. The tiny fairy’s body rested against the softness and warmth, and Briela didn’t take her eyes off of her.

She’d done it. She’d saved the fairy!

[lestink]

IVE GOT MORE THUNDER LEGION/RAIJINSHUU CRUMBS THAT IM GOING TO EXPLODE ABOUT

CW: FAIRY TAIL GAME 2 SPOILERS BELOW

tagging @freedjustinemywife and @selfawarecobalt (also if youre reading this come join us on the thunder legion community)

Before I get to the goods I wanted to point out something that made me laugh:

Wendy has often said in the game how much she admires Laxus’ kinder side (not her calling him the gay uncle of the guild) but whenever she does so MIRA almost always reminds her and the player that ‘nah i remember when u did this shit back in 2009’ ITS SO FUNNY

OK NOW HERES A CUTE EXCHANGE OF ELFMAN GIVING LAXUS GIFTS (i don’t understand the occasion tho, xmas during the war?? idkk) FROM THE THUNDER LEGION

my freakout thoughts:

bixlow making a mini doll???? im gonna cry thats so fucking CUTE,,, imagining bixlow sitting down to carve one out for laxus with a silly face,,ough,,bixlow is so sweet i NEED TO SEE HIM

freed knitting a sweater.....ok so the entire thunder legion are all arts and crafts oriented ok i will explode. AND A PROTECTION ENCHANTMENT TOO?? the bodyguarding never stops even if he's offscreen he's still got it FUCKK i miss my wife. and youre so right elfman WEAR IT LAXUS U DICK. also,,,,laxus recognized the sweater from the pattern itself so freed has knitted things with that similar pattern before...AUGHHHHH freed knitting the thunder legion and laxus outfits what if i suddenly combusted

EVERGREEN MAKING A STEWWWW and the elfever crumbs with chef evergreen and taste tester elfman,,,man if elfman doesnt marry her I WILL. this is quite possibly the softest and coziest little side event ever, where the hell is the thunder legion when i'm freezing in my apartment....

ALL 3 OF THEM GIVING LAXUS CASH JUST IN CASE ok this reminds me of the talks i had with @yellow-guiding-lantern about the thunder legion being the keepers/the only ones who could reign in rabid dog laxus, this just affirms whats TRUE theyre taking care of his dumb ass

moving on:

youre so right lucy the thunder legion DOES love him im so sick of them /aff (if i dont see them soon i will make it on international news)

THUNDER LEGION FORMATION CRUMBS????

i always did wanna learn how they got to be together and though i know the gaiden had its own interpretation i wondered how else it could have happened, and this is a very interesting and different approach the way FREED is the one who wants to fight laxus first (angry freed????? CAN I SEE????)

i have so many questions like?? why did he get so angry??? did laxus break a rule that enraged him?? like maybe threatening the safety of others??? did freed give laxus a good fight?? were bixlow and evergreen involved at this point??? and what does that mean freed only wanted laxus for his strength???? elaborate??????

OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDD

mira is so funny the way she can quickly uncover laxus' facade of trying to stay tough and hard, in the source material + game she's always been the anchor of staying true to one's feelings. in other words, she's all "aaaaaaahhh i caught you caring"

elfman catching laxus blushing too HAHAHA his whiteness will work against him. (also- manhood????? was there no other word they could have used???)

NOT TOO MUCH ON THE THUNDER LEGION LUCY??? to be fair i also love gift giving, i love to give my friends lots of little things i know they'll love so i don't see the "obsessiveness" of this.

MY TAKEAWAYS:

Mirajane Strauss will forever be Laxus' greatest opp (undefeated streak)

the Thunder Legion are the best gift givers in the guild, they're the equivalent of the rich aunties who want to spoil you rotten

I want to see no more Freed characterization calling him a pushover or cheerleader for Laxus, he's literally the one consistently defying his arrogance ON AND OFF SCREEN🗣️

Laxus and the Thunder Legion are private people, but everyone can see their love and devotion to each other and I think that's so beautiful

If I don't see new Thunder Legion content soon WHERE I CAN ACTUALLY SEE THEM another CEO will pay for it

[noyasbunny]

The argument had been stupid.

Juvia didn’t even remember how it started, only that Gray had been cold again—distant in that way that made her heart ache. And this time, she had snapped.

"Why does Gray-sama always push Juvia away?"

"Maybe because I need space!" he had shot back, running a frustrated hand through his hair.

Juvia had stared at him, eyes wide with hurt. Space? He wanted space? After everything?

Fury and heartbreak swirled inside her, and before she could stop herself, she had grabbed the quest flier on the table. "Then Juvia will give you space," she had said stiffly, voice trembling. "She will go alone."

She hadn’t given him a chance to respond before storming out.

That was three days ago.

Gray had tried to act like it didn’t bother him. Like he wasn’t worried that she’d gone off alone.

But then, the rumors started.

A powerful rogue mage had been causing chaos near the mountains—where Juvia had gone. Fairy Tail’s informants whispered about a brutal battle, a flood, a cave-in… and a lone girl being buried beneath the rubble.

Gray’s blood ran cold.

His heart nearly stopped when Erza returned from her own mission, her expression grim. "Gray… I heard something about Juvia’s quest."

His world cracked.

He didn't even wait for her to finish. He turned and ran.

The mountains were a blur of rain and broken terrain as Gray sprinted forward, his breath ragged.

"She’s not dead. She can’t be dead."

But the fear gnawed at him.

He had been so damn stupid. So stubborn. He had pushed her away, and now—

A sound cut through the rain.

Footsteps.

Gray skidded to a stop, barely managing to register the figure moving toward him before—

"Gray-sama?"

Juvia.

She was soaked, battered, but alive.

Gray’s heart nearly gave out. His knees buckled, relief slamming into him so hard that he almost collapsed.

Without thinking, he closed the distance between them in two long strides and crushed her against him.

"Juvia—" His voice was hoarse, broken. "You’re alive."

Juvia gasped at the force of his embrace. "O-Of course Juvia is alive. Why wouldn’t—?"

He pulled back just enough to look at her, his hands framing her face, his thumbs brushing over the dirt smudged on her cheeks. His eyes burned into hers, desperate, wild.

"They said—" His breath was shaky. "They said you died."

Juvia’s lips parted in shock. "Juvia would never leave Gray-sama like that—"

"Don’t say it," he muttered, pressing his forehead to hers. "I can't—" His voice cracked. "I thought I lost you."

Juvia’s eyes softened. "Gray-sama…"

His grip tightened, like he was afraid she'd vanish. "I was an idiot. I am an idiot. I told you I needed space, but I—damn it, Juvia, I need you."

Her breath hitched. "Gray-sama really means that?"

His response was immediate. His lips crashed against hers, stealing the words from her mouth.

Juvia melted, her arms wrapping around his neck as he kissed her like he was starving—like he was making up for every moment he had wasted pushing her away.

The rain poured around them, but Gray didn’t care.

His hands roamed, sliding down to grip her waist before pulling her flush against him. She was soft, warm, and his—if she’d still have him.

"Gray-sama…" she breathed, her voice trembling as he kissed down her jaw, his teeth grazing her pulse.

He pulled back just enough to look at her, eyes dark with need. "Tell me I didn’t lose you."

"Never," she whispered. "Juvia is always Gray-sama’s."

His control snapped.

He lifted her effortlessly, pressing her against the nearest tree as their lips met again—hotter, deeper. His fingers traced the curves of her soaked clothes before slipping beneath, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

"Good," he murmured against her lips. "Because I’m never letting you go again."

[azriaann]

so fairy tail 178........

first of all... I will always HATE the dumbass-ification of natsu's character. og natsu would actually be rolling in his grave listening to the hyq version yap about "needing to be the one to defeat ignia" and feeling threatened because the fire cat wants to go talk to ignia instead??? wdym happy is the voice of reason... of course a part of natsu's character has always been comedic relief and he is supposed to be dumb (to an EXTENT) but it is just so genuinely difficult to enjoy his screen time in hyq... like pls don't make me hate my boy...

I do also wonder how this little fire cat knows about natsu's supposed "power". tbh I haven't paid attention to the manga in a long time because nalu haven't had any screen time but the cat saying that natsu needs to "eat those [special flames] ... [to] awaken [his] power" is certainly interesting. like I'm really trying to not be hopeful here because hyq almost never delivers (💀) but come on... they're FINALLY referencing the first (and only) interesting part of this series (natsu's loss of control over his power in literally like chapter 20 or something LMAO). I don't really understand what "the power to make a prison of flames" means or how it's ... relevant? but they are speaking my language with "...that will burn everything up" (hyq 178.. yes im citing my sources!).

anyways so in ft og, natsu's initial transformation into end is followed by his flashback to Lucy being 'dead', to which he says "nobody can stop me now" (ft 504). the only time we have been shown (supposedly???) demon (?????) natsu in hyq was in chapter 22, which can only be argued based on his appearance and behaviour being the same as it was in ft 504, seeing as his demonic state was never mentioned by any other character after or during chapter 22. obviously the language in the chapters mirrors each other, as he states "I have to burn every single thing... until they all turn to ash" in ch. 22, so this HAS to be leading up to natsu losing it again lol... and the supporting language from 504 (see prev. citation), along with Lucy's position as (somehow) the only person who was scared of natsu's fire in ch. 22 implies that she SHOULD have an imperative role in the finale as the only person who can "stop" natsu should he turn into a demon again (504).

tldr surely this shit is leading up to a nalu + end!natsu finale and im going to be confused if it doesn't!

I also wanna talk about Lucy's new magical role because? what????

I really don't understand Why an entity known as a "dragon god" that has been around for hundreds of years just fuckign doing his own thing would have a key?? that allows some random chick (sorry Lucy xoxo) to summon him whenever??? make it make sense? does this imply that every single dragon god (and even maybe dragon?) would have a key? I feel like this bs is antithetical to the entire purpose of dragons in the series as creatures that have not only ended humankind like 3 times, but also as monsters that humans had to develop special magic to defeat? I don't feel like finding a source for it but like majority of the plot lines of fairy tail revolve around the incredible power of dragons and their unwillingness to bend to human authority (eg. Irene, igneel+co as the exception, zeref+natsu's family's demise, the dragon festival, AND SO ON). why on EARTH would a dragon, let alone a dragon GOD, allow a human to have control over his agency? it makes 0 sense... even if this dude is a good guy.

moving on... I think that it is funny for the writers to have Lucy be a celestial spirit wizard for 700+ chapters and then randomly change her role into a "summoner" in a small, anticlimactic blurb in a chapter that does not even revolve around her (178). regardless of how I feel about that, shouldn't that be a much bigger deal?? shouldn't there be a lot more unpacking of her new power (which I guess isn't really new but still)? this dude says "wizards who have keys and get their powers from gates ... are collectively known as 'summoners'"... which still implies that there are different versions, so like why should Lucy be able to just summon who ever? "collectively" places the term "summoner" as an umbrella term, like I don't understand how that is supposed to just explain that she suddenly is more than a celestial spirit wizard??!! fuckass "im sure you can summon a dragon" like okay. wrap it up. I just feel like this isn't necessary and I can't even understand why they're doing this? bro just like expand on celestial spirit magic instead😭 ffs just have her get the key of Draco or something good lord LIKE THAT WOULD MAKE SO MUCH MORE SENSE. IT WOULD BE UNDERSTANDABLE FOR THAT GUY TO HAVE THAT KEY AND IT WOULD MAKE SENSE FOR HER MAGIC'S PURPOSE😭 sorry guys this series actually pisses me off so bad LMAO...

tldr being able to summon a dragon god is antithetical to the entire existence/purpose of dragons in the series and also having Lucy not "just" be a celestial spirit wizard is dumb as hell because they could've just expanded her magic and/or given her the key of Draco.

wait I feel like I need to say that Lucy is my fav character ever and I love her so much and she is kick ass... the reason why I don't like the random power up is because (in my mind) it undermines the power that she has already worked for herself by giving her this random ability to summon a dragon for no reason instead of expanding on her fundamental talents. like she has the power of the STARS how is it possible that they can't work with that instead of giving her random abilities???? maybe im biased because star power is awesome in my head but STILL

... fuckass yukino is gonna come on screen and immediately be able to summon a dragon too... just watch.......

[thewritingstar]

Blowing Out The Candles

Pairing: Gruvia (Fairy Tail)

Prompt: Birthday for Gruvia month 2025 week 1!

note: ahhh its gruvia month! and of course, she's a week late lmao. fun fact, any time is see gruvia month/week it usually lands around my own birthday :) Very excited to be posting more about my fave couple. We are doing a little deep dive of Juvia's past with a little angst because, well, its me lol. I hope you all enjoy!

If anyone else wants to join in, a bunch of lovely people made this all possible. Shout out @gruviamonth2025 and all the prompts are there!

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Juvia couldn’t remember the last time she had celebrated her birthday. It must have been when someone had marked her height on a door frame. As she got older, it didn't seem as important. When she had been apart of Phantom Lord, it was best to leave everything behind, her choice or not.

Her birthday. Her interests. Even her hobbies had all subconsciously fallen victim to the darkness. Slowly, the things that had brought her joy, no longer sparkled. There was nothing of who she was that followed into that guild. Even her name had been taken over by Rain Woman. She had become a checked coat and had lost the ticket years ago.

She knew when it was of course. For the time she spent there, it had really only been a day. Why celebrate someone who never knew a happy day? She was feared and admired for the torture she could inflict. People like that don’t blow out candles.

She had tried once at that guild. It was dark out and she was in a room toward the back. She had found a bakery in one of the towns she was in on business. Her fellow guild mate Gajeel had walked past her and without missing a beat, she tossed it in the trash before the candle had a chance to be lit.

If anyone would have asked, it would have been responded with a cold glare and an even colder shoulder. The last time she tried to celebrate before that, the rain had snuffed out the flame of her candle. A little girl stuck in an orphanage hoping that the candle would grant her something more than rainy skies and muddy puddles. It had become clear to her that there was no room for a party in her life.

When the calendar turned to her month and she would stare at the day, pure dread would fill her body. The day would near and it felt like she hadn't moved in years. Sometimes she could feel her younger self clawing from the inside begging for just a moment of notice. Then the day would come with clouds much darker than the others, and then it would be over.

She had tried her best to forget it. No need to add to her raging disappointment.

And then, something happened.

A rooftop that was suppose to be a battle ground became a place of rebirth. She had thought that once she fell, then she wouldn't have to dread the day any longer. That wasn't the case. She was pulled into a light much brighter than the sun.

Her old guild mark that branded her skin was replaced with one that kissed her thigh. She suddenly had a purpose other than darkness.

Everything that had been stripped from her was returned. Her name. Her magic. Everything.

It scared her at first. It took a while for her to warm up to the kindness people began to show her. For once she felt like she was a part of something and not a pawn in a game. She had a home and friends, something she had once wished for years ago before her name was taken for a title.

No one knew what day her birthday was. She hadn’t spoken it out loud in so long that she was convinced that she hadn’t actually been born, she was just, here. She preferred it that way. She never was one to be the center of attention.

But of course, he always found out.

"Okay, you can open your eyes now." Gray's voice lingered.

Juvia removed her hands from her face and her eyes fluttered open. Before her was a cupcake with white frosting and a blue buttercream rose. A candle with dark blue stripes stood tall and held a delicate golden flame.

Its light flickered and she was stuck on how beautiful it was. So simple and yet, she was fascinated by the gesture.

She stared at it as if she had never seen something like this before. A familiar feeling come through. It felt like when she had first saw the clear blue sky.

She hesitated to touch it, afraid that if she did then she would wake up from this dazzling dream. But when she did touch it, it stayed. It was real. It was her birthday and it was hers to claim. She wanted to stay here forever and soak it all up like how the sun felt on her skin.

"Juvia?" Gray asked. "Are you okay?"

She hadn't noticed the tears forming but the sky didn't budge from its sunset glow. She nodded and wiped them.

"Juvia is-." Her words caught in her throat. "She's very happy. Thank you."

He huffed. " I know your birthday isn't something you're used to."

"That's not-"

"Gajeel told me." He said honestly. "I get it. And I know that it might take a while for you to get used to it, but believe me. As long as I'm here, you'll never have to be alone again."

She smiled softly. "Juvia will admit that she didn't expect any of this. She never thought that she would ever celebrate it again, but right now, Juvia is extremely happy. These tears are shed for joy, nothing else."

"Every day is worth celebrating you." Gray kissed her cheek. "Happy birthday, Juvia. Now, make a wish."

As she closed her eyes and Gray started to hum the tune to a birthday song, she thought about everything she had ever wanted. She felt bad blowing out the candle, but it was on her terms, no one else. She opened her eyes, feeling his gaze on her.

"What did you wish for?" He questioned.

She giggled. "Juvia was told you aren't suppose to share your wish."

He held his hands up in defeat. "Alright, keep it."

Gray stood and reached out his hand for her to take. "You can eat your cupcake on the way to the guild."

She furrowed her brows in confusion as she stood up. "We are going to the guild hall?"

He raised his own brows. "You think the guild would let you not have a party?"

Her eyes widened with a sparkle. "They are throwing Juvia a party?"

Sometimes Gray underestimated the desperate hopefully look in her eyes. The pain of not knowing how much she was truly loved by everyone. How her past had caused her to think she didn't deserve simple things.

"Of course. I wasn't really suppose to tell you but, they decorated and everything. I just wanted to have a moment with you alone before you are swept away with all your friends." He kissed her hand. "Plus, I have to make sure the birthday girl is escorted properly to her party."

She blushed. "Is that why you insisted Juvia wear her party dress?" She teased.

He shrugged. "I just thought you would like to wear something special for your day. Now let's go before I get scolded for keeping you all to myself."

"Juvia wouldn't mind that." She winked.

"I wouldn't either but I think you would rather have your boyfriend alive." He laughed as he guided her to the hall.

As she was brought to the guild hall, she could see the lights leading up to the door. A banner with her name hung proudly as if they were honoring her.

Her heart drummed fast in her chest as the doors opened and everyone she had come to love was cheering for her. She felt Gray's eyes on her as she smiled at everyone.

"I hope you get everything you wished for, Juvia!" Lucy hugged her and brought her over to a table that looked like it would collapse from the mountain of gifts.

"Happy birthday, Rain Woman." Gajeel nodded at her.

Juvia saw a knowing look in his eyes. Something deep that they both shared. She thought back to the time he saw her with a cupcake. Her eyes widened in realization.

"Thank you." She mouthed.

Before she reached the gift table, she was presented with a large cake with three tiers. It was covered in candles that a certain fire wizard had lit himself and caused some of the icing to melt.

"Another cake?" Juvia gasped.

The view from beyond the cake was familiar faces all awaiting for her to blow out her candles. Her eyes found familiar dark ones. Gray watched her with a drink in his hand and raised it up.

"To Juvia!" He yelled.

The guild erupted in a mass cheer. She placed her hands on the table to steady herself and blew out the candles, hitting each one. Her smile could barely fit on her face as it began to be sliced up.

"Thats like a hundred wishes she just got!" Natsu laughed as he was handed a plate full of cake.

"I hope you use them all wisely." Cana winked.

Little did her friends know that when she blew out the flames, not a single wish was made. For Juvia couldn't think of anything else she would want but this moment to last forever.

Gray found her moments later and pulled her off to the side.

"I hope you are enjoying your party." He smiled at her.

She clapped her hands together and twirled around. "Oh Gray, my love, it's perfect!"

He took her hand and spun her around again to the music playing through the hall. They danced for a while for he pulled her close to him.

"Happy Birthday, Juvia." He said before he placed his lips against hers and kissed her.

--

Thanks for reading!!!

[mrs-johnson]

“The Wolf and the Winged One”

Werewolf!Kraven The Hunter x Fairy!Reader

Warnings: Forest AU, Soft Werewolf x Fairy Romance.

Summary: Kraven is out hunting and finds reader…who is a fairy and the werewolf inside him is feeling drawn towards her.

The woods were quiet that evening. The air was thick with the earthy scent of pine and moss, and the only sound came from the gentle rustle of leaves and the occasional snap of a twig beneath padded footsteps.

Kraven moved like a shadow through the trees, bow slung over his shoulder, tail low and still behind him, golden eyes gleaming in the twilight. He wasn’t fully wolf—just enough to be feared. His instincts sharper. His senses stronger. His soul, lonelier.

He lived on the outskirts of the forest in a half-forgotten cabin, avoiding people, craving silence—except on nights like this, when the moon tugged something wild from deep in his chest.

He was tracking a deer when he heard something strange: a soft, melodic hum. Faint, like a song made of wind and river.

He stopped.

The deer forgotten, his ears twitched, tail flicking.

That voice.

He followed it.

And there you were.

In the middle of a glade bathed in golden light, barefoot in the grass, your wings fluttered gently at your back—shimmering like sunlight through mist. You were kneeling near a patch of flowers, humming as your fingers moved delicately over a wilting bloom, coaxing it back to life.

You didn’t notice him at first. Not until a twig cracked beneath his boot.

You turned sharply, wings flaring in surprise—and your eyes met his.

And time stopped.

You blinked up at him, startled but not frightened.

He stood frozen, heart hammering in his chest, caught between the instinct to flee and the overwhelming desire to fall to his knees.

“…You’re not human,” you said softly.

Kraven’s voice was gravel and growl. “Neither are you.”

You tilted your head, curiosity blooming. “You’re… wolf.”

He nodded once, cautiously stepping closer. “You’re… light.”

Your lips curved slightly. “You say it like it’s rare.”

“It is,” he murmured, now only a few feet away. “In this world, it is.”

You watched him quietly, then extended your hand. “Touch gently. Fairies bruise easy.”

His breath caught.

He reached forward, rough fingers brushing yours. He expected you to vanish, or recoil. But you didn’t. You stayed.

You glowed under his touch.

⸻

Over the weeks, he returned again and again to that glade.

You were always there—barefoot in the grass, wings fluttering lazily, fingers busy healing leaves, whispering to trees, dancing with petals.

Kraven watched. Listened. Learned.

He brought you gifts: shiny pebbles, feathers, a squirrel once (you made him put it back).

You brought him peace: laughter, gentle touches, quiet songs to lull his restless soul.

One night, as you sat beside a small fire near his cabin, wrapped in one of his shirts, wings tucked in tight from the cold, he leaned closer.

“Why aren’t you afraid of me?”

You looked up at him, moonlight soft on your cheeks. “You’re gentle with me.”

He swallowed hard, tail curling around you both.

“But I could hurt you,” he whispered.

You smiled, tracing his jaw with your fingertips. “You won’t.”

He leaned in, and when his lips brushed yours, it wasn’t wild or desperate.

It was reverent.

Like he was worshiping the only good thing he’d ever been allowed to touch.

⸻

From then on, the wolf and the fairy were never apart. You taught him the names of wildflowers. He kept the shadows from your glade. He built you a small nest in his cabin’s rafters just because it made you laugh.

He still hunted.

But he never hunted alone.

Because the forest, and the wolf, had found their light.

And he would protect her until his last breath.

[happilychee]

laxus x reader (ft. love me not)

cw: a little suggestive, unhealthy relationship (it gets better, somewhat)

see, right now, I need you, I'll meet you somewhere now you up now, I see you, I get you, take care now

♡ there's a streetlight in front of magnolia's best bakery. you're the one who suggests it as a meeting spot, not knowing of laxus' love for sweets. you tease him to no end but still slam down your hard-earned jewels to pay before he can. you're surprised he offered at all; the lightning dragon slayer isn't known for being chivalrous. he certainly doesn't act like a gentleman when he tells you not to interact with him in the guild hall.

I need you right now, once I leave you I'm strung out if I get you, I'm slowly breaking down

♡ after almost breaking your bed, he cleans you up and throws the blanket over both of you. you fall asleep in his arms, but you always wake up alone. you don't know why he insists on staying in the evening when you both know he'll abandon you before dawn, but when his arms wrap around you and the darkness fades away, you let yourself succumb to it. just one more time, then I'll definitely kick him out first, you convince yourself.

all this time I'm thinking, I'm strong enough to sink it oh, no, I don't need you, but I miss you, come here

♡ you never officially break it off with laxus. there's no yelling, no shouting, no argument that's become so characteristic of your conversations. only tense silence, until you turn your back on the man, walking back to the guild hall. going somewhere he can't follow. laxus doesn't see the tears spilling down your cheeks, but he notices your clenched fists and the way your shoulders shake as you march away.

he love me not, he loves me he holds me tight, then lets me go

♡ you replay all your conversations over a mug of ale in the guild hall. gentle glances when he thought you weren't looking; sharp glares when you arm wrestled with natsu and gray. soft touches along your spine in the dead of night; harsh words when you fight over something trivial. you wonder if it was worth it, if the ache in your chest will ever subside, but then you look at your guild mark and realize you know the answer. you let the alcohol burn your throat, pushing your feelings down, down, down.

well, it's safe to say now you can tell I miss you the most I'll step away now it'll make it harder to know

♡ laxus travels as far as he can, trying to get to a place so distant that there isn't even a whisper of fairy tail. he wants to forget everything, but the trinkets he picks up during his travel say otherwise. it gets to the point where they're weighing him down, and he jingles like that damned celestial wizard and her keys. the dragon slayer finally bites the bullet and enters a post office, hoping you haven't moved out of your shitty apartment.

we know how to push each other 'til we go insane so, we probably shouldn't do this

♡ you stare at your kitchen table, covered in random shit from the package that was at your doorstep. you dig through the bits and bobs, trying to figure out which idiot decided to send you their trash. but you notice that the objects aren't all that random, and you glare at the box as you pick it up, trying to find a return address. there isn't one, but you recognize the handwriting. you toss the shitty box and its shitty trinkets into a corner, but you don't throw it out.

but I know if I'm not with you then I might miss you, yeah, yeah

♡ the fact that laxus' new job has him trailing grimoire heart all the way to tenrou island has nerves pooling in his stomach. the thought of seeing everyone again (seeing you again) scares him. is there a chance he can come back?

all this time I'm thinking we could never be a pair oh, no, I don't need you, but I miss you, come here

♡ the s-class trials bring bittersweet memories to your mind, but you stomp them down, because you have a job to do as an s-class mage. if natsu and gray think it's easier to take you down than to defeat erza, they've got a storm coming. they certainly would've lost if a certain someone hadn't interrupted your fight. you wave them off, focused on the cloaked figure approaching you.

you're gonna say that you're sorry at the end of the night wake up in the morning, everything's alright

♡ you don't think you've ever heard laxus apologize. hell, you thought it was impossible. but here he is on his knees, looking up at you with a pained gaze and more emotion on his face than you've ever seen before. before you can think about it, you start yelling, finally letting out everything you hadn't been able to say when you'd last seen him. still, you're dropping to your knees and falling into his embrace, sobbing softly. maybe you can try again.

at the end of the story, you're holdin' me tight I don't need to worry, am I out of my mind?

[princeash28]

Excerpt from my Gratsu Fanfic, in which Gray is depressy espressy and Natsu wants to help... in his own way 😅

The sounds of Gray’s window being broken into was surprisingly unalarming. Soon after, his bedroom door creaked open, and he knew without knowing who it was.

“Go ‘way,” Gray muttered into his pillow.

“So, you are alive,” Natsu chuckled, and opened the door fully, letting in light that made Gray groan. “Didn’t think Bickslow walloped ya that bad. Or ya just slackin’ off for no reason?”

Gray turned further away into the pillow stubbornly. “What part of ‘go away,’ did you think meant ‘come in?’”

Natsu went quiet and his footsteps retreated. Thank the gods. Gray didn’t want a conversation right now, much less with a pyro who snuck in whenever he saw fit.

“Got'ny grub?” Natsu called from the kitchen, and Gray grunted in annoyance.

Of course it wouldn’t be that easy.

“Not for you,” Gray said shortly. “When are you going to stop breaking in?”

Natsu didn’t answer. The sounds of Gray’s pantry being pilfered lit his stomach up in annoyance, but he didn’t have the energy to move. Didn’t have the energy to do anything since the Battle of Fairy Tail a few days ago.

A heaviness was pressing on him like a weighted blanket, pawing at him to just stay in bed, to just not think about—

Burning villages and dying masters and his best friend stopping him from sacrificing himself twice. Running away from the imploding Tower of Heaven while Erza and Natsu were still inside. Getting his ass handed to him by Bickslow and letting his family down when they needed him. Natsu knowing how weak he really was.

—that.

Natsu padded back into Gray’s room with something crinkling, and Gray finally lifted his head with a scolding already on his tongue for whatever he’d stolen—but it tripped over his slack jaw and wide eyes. Natsu’s bandages were mostly gone.

Gray had never seen Natsu with burns before.

‘From the lightning,’ Gray realized.

They flowered over his skin, almost like frost on a window blooming and leaving red, angry roots. They were almost pretty in their intricacy, winding up on both arms like vines, up the right side of his neck, wrapping around his ear and holding his bruised eye hostage—the one that had been bandaged the last time Gray had seen him. His right arm wasn’t in a cast anymore, replaced by a more flexible brace that he recognized from Porlyusica’s supplies.

But there were no more blue veins under his skin; no more alien flecks of sapphire in his green eyes. It seemed Laxus had shocked the last of the ethernano out of Natsu’s system.

Then Gray’s eyes landed on the source of the crinkling sound, and he blinked in confusion at a bag of jerky he didn’t even know he had had.

“…Where did you find that?”

“Under the couch.”

Gray deadpanned. “’Course ya did.”

He held out a stiff piece of jerky that smelled awful. “Want some?”

“What I want is some peace and quiet.”

Natsu clicked his tongue and popped a piece of jerky into his mouth. “Fresh outta that. Want anything else?”

Gray cocked an eyebrow. “…What?”

He rolled his eyes. “To eat,” Natsu elaborated around a mouthful of dried meat probably left from the previous tenants of Gray’s apartment. “Have ya had anything today?”

Gray stared, and the frozen flutters within him began to thaw.

‘He doesn’t mean anything by it,’ Gray told himself sourly. ‘Why would he?’

Gray’s warring emotions created a glare on his face. “Why do you suddenly care about my diet, fire breath?”

Natsu chewed with an unimpressed look. “Answer the question first.”

“…No, I haven’t.”

“That’s why,” Natsu said, and then went back to eating his jerky. “You got a lotta weird food in there. Bet I could make somethin’ with it.”

Gray was starting to feel like he was having an aneurysm, so he finally sat all the way up. He tried to ignore how dizzy it made him. “I—what? You want to cook…? You?”

Natsu glared in offense. “Why not?”

“Because the last time Lis—” He caught himself at the last moment. “The last time someone tried to teach you to cook, you almost burned the whole guild down.”

“That’s because you came in there and picked a fight with me!”

“I was trying to put out the fire you caused!”

“Yeah, right! You were just jealous of my skills!”

Gray scoffed. “Skills? You would burn water.”

“Oh, yeah?!” Natsu barked, and jabbed a finger in his face, “You just watch, Ice Prick! I’m gonna make the best damn slop, and you’re gonna eat it!”

He marched out of Gray’s room with the jerky. Then, he poked his head back in.

“And joke’s on you, dumbass, ‘cause you can’t set water on fire!”

“Let me guess, you’ve tr—”

“’Cause I’ve tried!”

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[siggiedraws]

So I saw you mention the way fans introduce bits of other canon for Sonic sorta wily-nily, and you specifically mentioned the use of the terms Mobius and Mobians. I very much agree with the idea that those terms don’t actually belong in discussion of game canon, *but*. When approaching games canon, how do you personally reconcile the difference between the two kinds of animals on Sonic’s planet, and how do you label them?

As far as I’m aware, the closest labels we have in games media are the various titles given to capsule animals, which include “animals,” “critters,” “flickies,” (though this also refers to a specific variety of critter), and “animal friends”. The animal friends also have their own names—Pocky, Rocky, Flicky, Pecky, Cucky, and Picky—which have been used both to refer to individual animals and to their overall species (all pig animal friends are Picky). I don’t believe we’ve been given an equivalent label for Sonic-type anthropomorphic animals.

I personally use the label Mobians because it’s how I make sense of it in my brain, but I’m wondering if games canon has ever given us an alternative explanation—and, more pointedly, if you think games canon *should* attempt to explain this. The exploration into the history of the Chaos Emeralds in Frontiers and the introduction of a world historian in Professor Victoria indicates to me that the new Sonic lore team may be interested in delving into this background in the future, and I wonder what your take on that is too.

Thanks for bringing this up! It definitely does cross my mind that the Sonic-like beings have no official name which makes it harder to refer to them. My take is basically that absence of information brings a sense of mystique that makes the Sonic universe very wonderful to absorb, so I think it's best to maintain the lack of an official name.

There are many unexplained fascinations within the Sonic universe. To mention a few examples, the islands seem to possess mystical properties. We know of Angel Island and how it floats in the sky. What is less known is how South Island is actually mobile and moves across the water, making it hard to find. There's also brief mentions of the existence of gods in the Sonic 2 manual and in Sonic Riders where they seem to enact punishment on mortals who do wrong by them. Not to mention, Light Gaia and Dark Gaia's whole death-and-rebirth cycle being a thing that exists.

In my opinion, the games should not try to explain why Sonic's species exists. There are a lot of mysteries surrounding Sonic's world that we simply don't have answers to. Where do rings come from? What are Special Stages? Why are there loop-de-loops everywhere? We don't know because we don't need to know, and it adds to the fantastical nature of the Sonic universe to leave certain questions unanswered.

So, in this case, Sonic's species never being given a name can be attributed to this same absence of information present throughout the entire franchise, and the fact that they have never needed a name in the narrative. There has never been a reason to distinguish Sonic's species. They simply seem to be referred to as the animal they are based on, like Sonic being referred to as a hedgehog, and Tails being referred to as a fox, but are treated just as regular people. Meaning they seem to be a mixture of the concepts of human and animal while also being something entirely different.

I think Ohshima put it best when he described Sonic as a fairy-like hedgehog. He's not a hedgehog hedgehog, he's a fairy of a hedgehog. That makes sense to me, and that's how I rationalize him and the rest of Sonic-like beings in my mind.

[sunny-mercya]

Dressed in Red

Rogue Cheney x Male Reader

Fandom -> Fairy Tail

Requested by -> Anon

Masterlist

The existence of a Blood Dragon, wasn't mentioned in any records or pre-existing documents and books of Fiore and its past history and neither was it mentioned in the index of Dragons—so therefore, such dragon was a false and doesn't exist.

Blood magic, on the other hand, does exist—although, since it's misuse throughout the decades, it had been set—although a long forgotten art now—on a Dark-Magic list and banned to be either learned or to perform.

So it had been a particularly surprise for not only the Fairy Tail guild—which had taken you in, when Natsu had found you during one of his Request missions, unconscious and covered in wounds in a destroyed shrine—but also for Rogue, when he had meet you during the Grand Magic Games, when they discovered your actuality.

At first they thought you only could do blood magic—which had been a hassle for the guild to get a permit of usage for you, from the government—but then, during a feisty moment of battle, you baffled them all when you used Dragon Slayer power.

During the after celebration of the won battle—which had interrupted the Games, those would be continued a few days later (although the Capital looked like a destroyed battlefield still)—Rogues second impression of you was pretty handsome.

Seeing you dressed in all red, probably because of your blood magic—the long traditional robes, which looked like river of blood, fitting your body nicely—was definitely a eyecatcher and Rogue, kinda wished, to have you for yourself.

»C'mon lover boy, just chat him up!« Sting throws his arm around Rogue shoulder, carrying two glasses and a bottle of champagne in his hand, saying such so easily.

Rogue scoffed, shrugging off his friends hold and looking at Sting with a grimace of irritation—easy to say for Sting, who not only has a boyfriend already—which he had to pay free—but also managed to befriend Fairy Tails Water Dragon Slayer as well, like the charming guy he is.

For Rogue it wasn't that easy, he wasn't a loud mouth like Sting nor had he a carefree personality like Natsu—Rogue's more on the silent nature of personality, someone who likes the solace of quiet and lonesome sometimes.

»Oh, please! Don't start with your brooding speech and how you're not easy to talk to! You can snag this dude just fine as well. You gotta be fast tho, because as far as I could tell, Laxus eyeing him too.«

»Would you shut up?!«

And then an argument had broke out between Rogue and Sting, getting slightly physically at one point, to which both Minerva and Yukino had to intervene and break it off.

And while the small Saber-Tooth group was busy with themselves, none of them takes notice how Frosch and Hector wanders off and through the crowd—having both formed a plan, how Rogue will be talking to this red dressing person he seemed to fancy.

~~~•~~~

»Excuse me, do these two Exceeds belong to you?« it was your voice—Rogue recognised it immediately, although only heard a few rare minimal times during the battles.

Gods, you're here! Standing behind him and asking a question—Rogue feels how his body locks up on itself, getting panicked sweaty.

»Frosch says, bawling their eyes out, how they and Lector had lost you two in the crowd and asked me to help them to find you, because I'm the pretty red from Fairy Tail.« you continued, elaborating why you're here in the first place.

Sting had to hold in his laughter, finding the situation funny—especially Rogues red beaten face and embarrassed expression, absolutely priceless to witness—but his amusement vanished just as quickly as it came, when he process what exactly you just had said.

Two Exceeds? Getting lost? Frosch and Lector? Sting had never moved so fast, standing next to the still back turned Rogue and looking from you to their shyly acting Exceeds.

Sly—Sting thought, real sly and clever of them to deceive you like this and bringing you here, without Rogue having to do the first move on his own.

»Why, thank you! We were just about to search for them, didn't we Rogue? Well, thanks for bringing Lector, I see you later!« with a pat to Rogue shoulder and flashing you a smile—Sting takes Lector and walks aways.

Rogue turns around, coming face to face with you and Froschs small teary eyed expression—and Rogue wanted to glare at his friend, for leading you here and telling the compliment he calls you in secret.

»Would it be okah for you, if I hold Frosch a bit longer? I don't have a Exceed on my own, so I'm a getting a bit attached to other Slayers Exceeds«

»Sure you can. Frosch looks content in your arms, so it's fine.«

A silence emits between the two off you and while you feed Frosch some cupcakes from the buffet—having walked with Rogue towards it, after Frosch cries out they're hungry—Rogue admits you even more.

Your (e/c) eyes and the (h/c) short cut hair was a stark contrast to your red coloured style of dressing—but it brought such intense colour even more out, making you up close even more gorgeous handsome, than Rogue had thought.

»You have pretty eyes. They're red, I like red.« the compliment you just told Rogue, came out of the blue—bringing a dark flush onto his face, the embarrassment returning.

From a distance, Rogue could hear Sting and Natsu laughing in amusement—definitely at him for being such a shy coward—the girls already reprimanded them for it.

Now or never—Rogue thought, having to say something as well or you would walk away soon and being swoon off by Laxus or whomever might fancy you as well.

»You're red handsome too!« Roguee had shouted it so loudly, that—despite it wasn't like this—everyone in the ballroom had stopped and looking at him—Sting and Natsu, followed by Gajeel now, laughed even harder.

You smiled at Rogue, it's by far the best and kindest compliment you have ever received—a honest one even, as most compliments were just a fake to begin with.

»I'm [Name], Blood Dragon of Fairy Tail. Nice to meet you.«

»I'm Rogue.« both of you officially exchanging a handshake now.

»Care to dance?« you asked right away and Rogue nodded, Frosch climbing onto his shoulder now.