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His disgust in this scene will always be funny to me

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Local hero neglects his responsibilities in favor of fucking around

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Lucy would summon Aries just to give her a nice fucking day for the first time in years - a pretty walk down the streets, having dinner in a nice cafe, taking her on a canoe ride etc and Aries would be so full of emotion about it. She's crying into her slush puppie

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This. Yes. It fits them all so well!

Gray is sending me lmao, I love his little penguin face 😭 and Wendy ❤️, asdhfasd they are all so cuuute!

yall fw fairy crossing

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Fairy Tail Drink of Choice HCs 🍺

It's been a while, and someone asked me the other day about this, and now I can't stop thinking about it. And we all know how silly these idiots (affectionate) get when they drink.

Natsu - When he's not drinking beer, he prefers Fire Whiskey that ignites when he drinks it. It burns alll the way down in a way that's different from fire. Lucy tried a sip of it once and it made her entire body cringe. He's usually pretty good at pacing himself with it, but every once in a while, Mira has to cut him off when embers shoot out of his mouth every time he laughs too hard at a dumb joke. It's rare for him to get truly shitfaced, since his fire magic literally burns through the alcohol in his stomach. Also, I just know he'd like any drink that is dressed up with something spicy like jalapeños or Tajin.

Lucy - She likes fruity, sweet drinks like daiquiris, vodka crans, and the occasional glass of wine / sangria. She is a lightweight, and is usually hammered two drinks in along with Levy. Their dragonslayers often have to haul them home and bear through their tearful goodbyes to each other.

Gray - Gin and vodka; Vodka mules, gin & tonic, or just a mug of beer. He likes it all icy cold, and often uses his magic to get it to a temperature he loves. He and Natsu switched drinks once and were so disgusted at each other that they ended up getting into a drunken brawl.

Juvia - She prefers wine like a classy woman, or an Amaretto Sour if she's feeling adventerous. When she has one too many, she is very emotional and is at risk of flooding the guildhall at any given point. As a result, most are very delicate with her, and the girls often give her a shoulder to cry on.

Erza - Anything that has a Strawberry label on it, she has to try. I just know she would love a strawberry margarita or strawberry wine. It's rare that she gets super drunk, but when she does, you can find Gray and Natsu hiding together under a guildhall table to stay out of her line of fire. Once, she made everyone clean the guildhall head to toe because she found a beer mug on the floor. She's very... authoritative when she drinks, which a certain blue-haired outlaw finds somewhat attractive...

Gajeel - Once, Mira served Gajeel a screwdriver (orange juice and vodka) as a joke. Except, she added literal screws in it, and he surprised everyone by actually (begrudgingly) liking it. Now, Mira keeps some screws, nuts, and bolts on ice for Gajeel to add to any drink he orders.

Levy - She has much of the same tastes as Lucy, but also loves an Espresso Martini every once in a while. She and Lucy often get wine drunk and talk about novels, gossip, or sing together late into the night.

Cana - Anything. Everything. It all tastes the same after a while... After she and Guildarts start to get closer, however, she tends not to get as hammered as often as she used to. She can still drink anyone under the table any day, though.

✨ Bonus: ✨

Wendy - She likes juice :)

Happy - Milk

Carla - Distilled Water, thank you very much. And no, tap won't do.

Drink responsibly! Thanks for reading my brain rot haha.

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mmmrrrmm gloomed arm headcanons

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They’re taking a nap!

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Natsu: Pick a number from 1 to 50.

Gray: 20.

Natsu: We won't speak for 20 days.

Gray: Can I pick again?

Natsu: Okay fine.

Gray: 50.

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hello, little one!

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The Room (and what it did to us)

An excerpt from the most previous chapter of The Room, in which Lucy and Natsu are captured and experimented on, and things are never the same after that.

Days passed, and Lucy remained all alone in the padded room with nothing but the food slipping through the wall.

It was different every day. Sometimes it was as simple as oatmeal. Sometimes it was roast chicken and a salad. Sometimes she refused to eat it, and sometimes she was so hungry she didn’t care.

She had tried keeping a fork, or a knife, anything—but after so much time, any kind of utensil blipped out of existence, only to return later with her next meal.

Sometimes she screamed for help. Sometimes she tried to claw her way out. Sometimes she curled up on her bed and cried.

She was terribly, terribly alone.

And they were doing something to Natsu.

When the walls finally shivered open again, Lucy backed herself into a corner and got into a fighting position.

Except Natsu was the one at the door.

His hands were bound behind his back, and there was a collar around his neck—a thick metal clasp with metallic poles jutting out of three divots in it, driven by the people in the white cloaks. He still wore a muzzle. A hospital gown.

His arms were swollen and bruised with more and more pinpricks.

His eyes were dead. He looked right through her, faded green hazy and tired.

“Wake up, Host,” a familiar, awful voice snapped. A hand whapped him lightly on the back of his head, and he blinked away some of the fog from his eyes. “Or did you forget what happens when you don’t comply? Look at your Key-Holder. She trembles in fear.”

“N-Natsu?” Lucy breathed and chanced a step forward. Her voice made his head twitch upwards, and he blinked harder.

Recognition sparked in his eyes a second before rage did.

“Mmph!” He wrenched forward, pulling the pole-holders unsteadily before they yanked him back. “Mm-mmph!”

The silver-haired man—Silver, as Lucy had decided in that moment to label him—stepped around Natsu as he was pulled away like a captured animal, and he sauntered into Lucy’s chambers.

“Wh-what are you doing to him?” Lucy asked, trying to stand tall but unnerved by the emptiness she’d seen in Natsu. “What are you giving him?” She put a hand to her own bicep, where she had been given a sedative.

Silver paused at that and looked back to Natsu, who was trying hard to hide that he was struggling to stay upright.

“I would be a fool to play with flame without taking proper precautions,” he said, as if he were amused. “Fire cannot burn where its kindling is waterlogged.”

Read the rest of "The Room" on Ao3

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Natsu's perspective of Erza's sacrifice in the Tower of Heaven

Natsu forced his eyes open when a horrible sense of wrongness flooded him at the sound of Erza’s pained cry.

His hazy brain couldn’t make sense of all the blue around him until jagged edges dug into his skin beneath him. He blinked to clear up his swimmy vision, his body pulsing in time with the rumblings all around him.

It all came flooding back. The Tower of Heaven. Eating ethernano. Feeling it ignite his insides and then mix with something previously dormant in him.

The fight with Jellal. Collapsing into the arms of—

Erza.

He could smell her. He heard her quiet, pained grunts.

He dragged his eyes over and his mind tripped on the sight of her arm being sucked into gelatinous ethernano.

‘Wait… What?’

His arms burned with the effort to push himself up; his head spun as he got to his knees unsteadily.

“E-Erza?” He croaked, his throat raw along with everything else. His body felt burnt from the inside, ripped apart and soldered back together. His muscles trembled like they would unravel at a moment’s notice. Something in his mind whispered that he had felt like this in a dream before, but it didn’t matter, because—

Erza jumped at the sound of his voice, and her horrified expression revealed itself when she whipped her head to look at him with wide eyes.

“Natsu—!”

“H-hey…” Natsu managed, his heart sinking as the sense of wrongness in the air grew. “I don’… don’t get it… What’re you doing…?”

Erza’s arm sunk deeper into the ethernano, but it looked like she…

His voice was much too close to a whimper when he asked, “Are you… try’na to go back inside that thing?”

After he had already pulled her out? After he had beaten Jellal? After they had won?

“I don’t have a choice—it’s the only way I’ll be able to stop it.” The panic in her eyes was mounting his own.

“What are you talkin’ about? Stop what?”

The shaky tower of crystallized ethernano shuddered, and chunks of it rained down around them. Something foreign yet familiar in Natsu’s veins simmered as light pulsed in all of the gemstones—a warning.

A countdown.

It was going to blow.

“Now you see,” Erza said as Natsu craned his head to watch cracks spiderwebbing all around them. “It’s the ethernano. If it continues to gain power, the Lacrima won’t be able to contain it, and the whole place will explode.”

She winced before adding, “Nnngh—But if I fuse my body with the magic energy, I think I can prevent that from happening.”

Natsu stared dumbly for a second as his exhausted brain digested what she was saying.

Fuse her body with…?

Panic sunk its teeth into Natsu, relentless and visceral. “I’m not gonna let you do that! There’s gotta be another way to stop it!”

But the tower began to pull Erza in, and she cried out in pain even as she allowed it to do so.

“Erza!” Natsu scrambled forward on limbs numb with exhaustion, but his feet wouldn’t work, and he couldn’t stand up. He could only stumble towards her and collapsed just in front of the giant stone taking Erza.

“I-I… I promise I’ll stop it,” she grunted out, “There’s no need to worry. I’m determined to save all of you!”

“No!” Natsu shouted desperately.

Gray’s enraged eyes flashed in Natsu’s mind; his ragged voice, his trembling hands. Pushed into a corner he couldn’t see a way out of. “I’m ready to die if that’s what I gotta do!”

Except there had been a way out. Because Natsu had been there.

“Don’t do it,” Natsu pleaded, and dragged himself closer. Black was edging into his vision. His muscles spasmed but wouldn’t lift him. He couldn’t move.

Erza’s eyes crinkled with hurt, and there was an awful resignation that didn’t belong in her eyes.

“I have to,” she whispered, and Natsu’s heart broke.

Her free hand came to cradle Natsu’s cheek even as he stared, slack-jawed and devastated and useless.

“I can’t even imagine what my life would’ve been like without Fairy Tail,” Erza said with the tenderness of a big sister. “If it weren’t for you and the others, I probably wouldn't be here today.”

Her voice became choked, then. “I hope you know… how important you all are to me. I care for you so much.”

“…Erza…”

She let him go. Her hand gently came away from Natsu’s face, and his cheek was cold.

His breath hitched minutely as she pulled away, disbelief stealing the air from his lungs at her absence.

“That’s why I’m willing to make the ultimate sacrifice. If it means my loved ones will be spared, I’ll gladly give my life—” Her face sunk into the Lacrima, sealing her from the outside world—from Natsu. “—so that you may live!”

This was happening.

His sister was going to—

Just like Gray had almost—

Just like Lisanna had—

Panic and adrenaline finally got his body working again. Natsu’s fists struck the Lacrima like two pebbles trying to break apart a mountain.

“No! No way! Come out of there right now!”

He hit it again and again and again, breaking bones, sending blood spraying from his knuckles, but he didn’t care.

He had saved her. They were supposed to go home together.

“You can’t leave us! NO! Plea—” His own desperate sob interrupted him, and spittle flew from his mouth. “Please!”

She drifted further into the Lacrima as if she were simply sinking into the sea, submerged by the blue around her and taken captive by the Tower that had once kept her a slave. Natsu was weeping, unable to see anymore and unable to regain his composure.

His sister—his sister—

White burned everything away as Natsu roared in grief. In defiance.

That familiar foreign simmering in Natsu’s veins turned to a boil. His body coiled and his muscles thrummed with the last dregs of power the ethernano had given him. The tower, packed full of the same magic churning in Natsu, lit up at the same time his heart ignited in pain like a chemical fire was enveloping it.

In demand.

“Erzaaaa!”

His fists slammed into the Lacrima.

The Tower of Heaven cracked.

Read the rest in Chapter 4 of Don't You Dare (Make me Fall in Love with You): A Grastu fic with lots of angst and fluff 💖

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I just know their handwriting is painful to the human eye

My favorite fairy tail fact is that erza helped natsu with reading

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Hot take: Mira is to Nalu what Charles Boyle is to Jake and Amy.

Mira: So how was the restaurant?

Lucy: SUCH A NORMAL TIME!

Mira: Why are you being so weird?

Natsu: Lucy and I kissed.

Mira: WHAT?!

Lucy: To keep our cover from being blown, we didn't have a choice.

Mira: Tell me everything!

Natsu: Mira, it was just a kiss, okay? It was just for the mission, it was nothing.

Cana: Yeah, who cares about a kiss? Call me if you grab each other's asses.

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Natsu: Okay, you and Cana follow that dark guild guy.

Mira: Right. And you and Lucy: follow your hearts.

Natsu: No! We're gonna stay with the package.

Mira: And each other, forever.

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fanfic writers are so fucking awesome man. they write novel length fics that are sometimes even better than some published bestselling books written by professional writers. like fanfic writers are professional writers to me and they gift us their masterpieces for free. they give us something we can look forward to after a long day. something from which we can seek comfort when life is hard. something that can be our own little getaway. in a world of capitalism, despite everything, they give us all of these for free. like holy fuck. shout out to every fanfic writer. I wish all fanfic writers a very ‘I love you with all my heart and soul. I thank you from the bottom of my heart’

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Don't You Dare (Make me Fall in Love with you) (Ch 3 Excerpt)

“I’m not going,” Gray muttered.

Natsu scowled. “What? We’re a team. We can’t go without you.”

Gray scowled right back, stomping down the flutters trying to come up. “You go with Lucy on your own all the time.”

Natsu’s eyes narrowed. “That’s different.”

“How?”

Natsu huffed in irritation, his lip curling to bare a fang. “’Cause Lucy doesn’t piss me off by skippin’ out on jobs for no reason,” Natsu snapped, though he began to walk dismissively towards the window. “Get ready and c’mon.”

But Gray didn’t have the patience for this. Didn’t have the patience for a job, or being polite, or worrying about the strange knot in his stomach at Natsu’s presence lately.

“Screw you,” Gray said with more harshness than was probably called for, incensed at being ordered around—by Natsu of all people. “You guys are more than enough to handle a couple bandits. Hell, Erza could do it on her own. Ain’t like it’ll make a difference if I’m there or not.”

Natsu’s footsteps paused, and Gray half-expected to be on the receiving end of a fight-igniting punch by the way he tensed up. Gray stiffened, too, clenching his fists and wondering if pummeling the source of his conflicting emotions would help anything. Probably. Maybe.

But Natsu just stood there, taught shouldered and quiet, for once.

There was a small fwip of a paper being shuffled, and then the window opened.

“Train leaves in an hour,” Natsu said, his voice strangely low. Then he braced against the window, preparing to jump out. He turned his head to peer out of the corner of his eye, but he was looking at the floor.

“So be there, okay? ‘Cause I’ll notice if you ain’t. That’s the difference.”

Read the rest on Ao3!

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Takes a guy who's obsessed with saving people even if it risks his life and a guy who is literally allergic to asking for help in any situation and puts them in My stew puts them in my fucking stew and stirs it