#Fairy Tail One-shot

[tikapaprika]

Imagine one random day the guy is just like.

"Will you marry me?"

The girl is like.

"Marriage?" We are not even dating."

She gasps, bewildered, not remembering him ever asking her out.

"What do you mean? We have been dating for a while?"

He is dead serious, super convinced that they were, in fact, in a relationship for years.

The girl in the end just accepts, still confused by the misunderstanding after more than 15 years of marriage.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is extremely Nalu coded. And this is, in fact, the story of how my dad proposed to my mom.

[eryiss]

Fraxus Week 2024 - Day 2: Sports & Competition

Description: Laxus had known there would be changes in the guild, and in his team, when he got back from exile. What he hadn’t expected was Freed getting involved in the guild's weird competitions. What he really didn’t expect was Freed competing shirtless, and looking jaw-droppingly sexy while doing it

Note: Day two, again hosted by @fuckyeahfraxus. This really is just Laxus going wild for Freed. Sue me. He’s hot, and I like to project onto Laxus.

Link: Ao3

To See Him Ruffled

In the year – or was it technically eight years now? – that Laxus had been out of the guild, obviously a lot was going to have changed. That would have been true even if they hadn't been trapped on the island and the wold went on ticking around them. Changes were something he had known to expect.

What he hadn't expected was how two different changed would mingle into him having to deal with Freed shirtless, sweaty, and sexy as all hell.

First, there was guild culture. Fairy Tail liked to talk about how close and friendly they were, but it had always been a big place and not everyone knew each other. But as members had started to walk away and leave for other guilds, those who remained had evidentially rallied together and gotten close. There were more events, more get togethers, and more focus on community. After everyone trapped on Tenrou had returned, that community had expanded, and the events had increased tenfold.

Second: Freed. Before, Freed had been the very personification of stoicism. He had a darkness behind his eyes, an underlying ferocity. That wasn't gone, as such. There was just more to him now. Like the darkness and the demon were a barrier, and he'd let it down, but was ready to bring it back when he needed it.

Both of those things were fine. Good. Great. The guild was reestablishing its roots, and Freed was growing into his skin in a way he hadn't been able to before. So yeah; all good.

The thing was, though, that they'd merged together to make something… troubling.

Apparently was of the new traditions was the 'Adaption Knockout'. Any member of the guild who wanted to participate would be faced with a day of random challenges wherein their ability to tackle situations were tested. It ranged from solving riddles, to setting up tents in a rainstorm, to performing spectacles of human exercion.

The Freed that Laxus had known when they were younger would have turned his nose up at it. But now, he had said it would be a good way to test his skills and hone his mind.

So, Laxus was now watching from the sidelines as Freed stretched. His coat and his shirt were on the ground, getting muddy and crumpled, while Freed's strong, firm, wonderful back flexed with the effort of his stretching. His shoulder blades were so pronounced, with skin stretching tight over them. He had a few scars, even a few whip marks that Laxus knew he had no business asking about but desperately wanted to know about anyway. It was a back for a strong, working man who had dealt with the crap life threw at him, and bit back with vigour.

Freed never used to take his shirt off. Never. He rarely removed his coat.

He'd been hiding a body like this for so long? Selfish asshole.

What the hell was Laxus thinking?

When Freed turned around during a waist rotation, Laxus wasn't thinking anything at all. How had he never seen Freed's abs before? They were rippling and tight and goddamn mesmerising. Freed wasn't the kind to aim for a body-builder physique like Laxus; he had that swimmer's build. The type you might miss when he was clothed but would get your mouth watering the second that he wasn't.

Damn his nipples were perfect. Laxus could imagine pinching and sucking and biting them, to see what the once reserved Freed would do. Bite back? Pin him down? Spank him?

"Come on man!" Gajeel snapped, sitting on the bleachers beside him. Laxus looked around and was met with a glare. "You wanna screw him, we get it. You really gotta smell like it though?"

Laxus blanched. He hadn't been around other Dragon Slayers for a while. He'd forgotten they had the same heightened senses. Dammit.

Through either luck or coincide, Laxus was saved from having to respond to that when the whistle blew, and the obstacle course race began. Freed shot forward, with the other contestants of course, and began to climb the rope to get to the raised platform. His arms ripples and his thighs clenched, and Laxus had to take the bleachers in a dead-white grip to control himself. He ignored Gajeel's damn snort.

Laxus only had eyes on Freed, and as he zip-lined down back onto the ground, he felt his throat dry up. The man's stomach was clenched, and every single part of him looked intense and tight and lickable.

"And, our first competitors are getting towards the axe wielding portion of the game," Bickslow, who had somehow swindled his way into being commentator for the day, said into the microphone. "Our daring guildmates will be tasked in cutting a felled tree into firewood, and then has to throw the axe into a target fifteen feet away. Tough, and very sexy too."

Seriously, who had let Bickslow get hold of a microphone?

He wasn't wrong though. Seeing Freed yank out the axe from the tree stump that it was bashed into without breaking pace was as sexy as anything Laxus had seen. Then to see him going to town on the tree, cutting it up fast and sharp and so damn skilfully set Laxus' body on fire. If he smelt of his attraction before, it must be a damn stench now.

"And that's Freed taking the lead after hitting the target," Bickslow crowned. "And I think I speak for all of us when I say, 'Daddy may I?'"

Laxus turned to glare at Bickslow, only to see him grinning back with his tongue out. Apparently Gajeel wasn't the only one who knew Laxus might not be thinking entirely purely. Slightly cowed, Laxus looked back to the race, to see Freed laughing and shaking his head slightly as he ran towards the next part of the course.

It was nice that Freed was laughing more. He deserved to laugh. Life had given him a crappy hand, and it was right that things were turning around in his favour.

"God your pathetic," Gajeel growled. "You're acting like he hung the goddamn moon."

"Like you wouldn't be doin' the same if it was your girl doing it," Laxus snapped.

Gajeel looked caught out, then annoyed, then vengeful. He crossed his arms and puffed out his chest. "Least I don't have competition."

Laxus frowned, not knowing what that meant. Gajeel looked past him with purpose to the rest of the crowd, all of whom were watching the race. Watching Freed, he realised belatedly, and there were quite a few flushed faces, sharp whispers and scandalous giggling. Why the hell had the guild allowed random members of the public to watch? Yeah, the guild needed money, but they didn't need to sell Freed out to a crowd filled with perverts.

What the hell had they done to look at Freed's flexing… fuck, he was flexing. There was a rubble moving section and Freed was hefting a large part of a demolished wall, and his entire body looked powerful and tested and too sexy for words. His back. His shoulders. His neck!

Why did they get to see Freed like this? Laxus was the one who knew him!

But he couldn't say any of that to Gajeel. So, he huffed and grunted, "Guess my guy's hotter than your girl."

"The hell did you just-"

Had he just called Freed his guy? He had, hadn't he. He didn't have a claim on Freed. He didn't. But he had more of a claim on him than anyone else, and if anyone deserved to be worshipping the man's body – did he want to worship him? – then it was Laxus.

Okay, he really needed to leave. It had to be the sun making him lose his mind.

It was certainly the sun giving Freed that beautiful, sweat slicked sheen.

"And with his storming lead, Freed is approaching the plunge pool. I think we're all looking forward to seeing how he handles this," Bickslow said.

Freed actually halted as he climbed the ladder, turned to look at Bickslow and yelled, "Next year, consider a cold shower before you start."

Maybe Laxus would benefit from a cold shower.

"Only saying what we're all thinking, Baby."

The fact that even Bickslow calling Freed baby, something he did to basically everyone he had ever met, had Laxus feeling jealousy roiling inside of him was a problem. Yes, Freed was basically sex on legs at this point. Yes, Dragon Slayers apparently had a predisposition for jealousy. Yes, Laxus wasn't so horned up and pathetic that he'd actually do anything about it. But still, it was a problem he was even thinking it.

He needed to leave. He would calm down, get his head on straight, and deal with this explosion of lust he was feeling when he was back to his self.

Just as he stood up to leave, a splash rebounded around the space, and Laxus turned to see Freed had jumped from a raised platform into a deep pool of crisp clean water. Crisp clean water he was climbing out of, shirtless and soaked and practically a siren that sang directly for Laxus' soul.

Water rolled down his chest, over his abs, and down the waistband of his pants which clung to him sinfully. He ran a hand through hid sodden hair and brushed it out of his face, his human and demon eye equally sinful as he rolled his shoulders and caught his breath, chest rising and falling and taunting Laxus.

Holy shit.

Silently, absently, and resolutely ignoring Gajeel's manic laughing at his expense, he sat down again. He could get his head on straight later. Maybe he was making a mistake, but this was too good to miss.

"And just so you know," Gajeel whispered lowly. "Looks like he's getting into the final round. You know what the final round is?"

"Don't care."

"Mud wrestling."

Laxus' grip on the bleacher got so tight he splintered it. Gajeel just laughed.

Once the final round was over, and Laxus had lost all sense of any sanity he'd ever previously had, Freed approached him. He was drenched head to toe in mud, still shirtless, and was grinning as if entirely content with the situation.

What the hell had happened to Freed, exactly?

Laxus was glad of it, whatever it was. Seeing Freed let loose and without the anxieties and holdbacks that had made him his previously reserved self was wonderful, but this was so far form the Freed he had known it was like night and day. To Laxus, who had only known this version of Freed for a few weeks, it was like a switch had been flipped and suddenly Freed was the man he was always meant to be.

He was so sexy like it, too. Not just because he had a good body – a really good body – or that he was caked in mud in a way that weirdly worked for Laxus. No. Freed had an easy confidence, and a cockiness that had always been there, but seemed more lighthearted now. Previously, they'd spent time laughing at their guildmates in a way not entirely kind. Now, it felt like Freed would make those jokes about himself only.

Laxus wanted to kiss him. Right here, right now. To hell with the consequences.

"I didn't expect you to come," Freed said in greeting. Had he not known Laxus was there? And to think Laxus had been entirely hypnotised by him.

"You're my teammate. I should support you," Laxus grumbled, glancing around to see if Gajeel was close enough to make a comment. He wasn't.

"You should apply next year. It's quite fun. Definitely gets the blood pumping," Freed grinned, rolling out his arm and flicking his now heavy hair out from his eyes.

Laxus had to look at him. His arm was troubling him, and he wasn't hiding it, which was frankly a miracle. Many a time before the harvest festival, Freed had decided to hide his injuries as if they were something to be ashamed of. There had been knife wounds he'd refused to admit to. To Laxus' shame, he hadn't all together cared. He'd thought that it was Freed's business, and he could handle himself.

Then there was the mud. The Freed he had known was spotless and without blemish, going so far as to cast illusion spells if something was wrong with his outfit. Now he simply stood there, like some kind of a swamp monster, and didn't seem to have a care in the world. He was ruffled and messed and gleeful in it.

He'd changed so much, and it looked so good on him. Laxus wondered if he could ever change so much. Maybe he needed a push.

"Yeah. I will," he said.

"You will?" Freed asked, a little shocked, but then grinned. "You'll really enjoy it."

"Sure I will," Laxus nodded slightly. He'd probably agree to anything Freed said in the moment.

"I should warn you, though," Freed continued. "I intend to win next year, so you'll have heavy competition."

"Obviously," Laxus grunted. As if Freed had ever not been one step away from putting Laxus on his ass. Just because Laxus might not have admitted to it before, it didn't mean he'd never known it. "Second place ain't bad, though. You did well."

"I suppose. I think third would have been preferable, honestly."

Laxus frowned. "Why?"

"There's something of a tradition between the final two competitors. A wager wherein whoever comes second has to perform a demand of the winner. A dare, essentially, of which I am now burdened to adhere to."

Well, that was one thing that hadn't changed. Freed got weirdly eloquent and verbose when annoyed. Laxus had to grin. "What's Loke makin' you do?"

Freed glanced at the man who had bested him, who was surrounded by Lucy, his fellow celestial spirits, and a few of the other competitors. He didn't look half as good shirtless and covered in mud as Freed did. "I'm his personal butler for a full week. Any demand he has, I have to without complaint."

Laxus snorted. "Sounds awful."

"I expect it will be," Freed chuckled, and the fact he was taking it in such good faith had Laxus grinning. He wanted to push Freed into the grass, pin him down, and drive him to distraction. "I don't think my ego will handle it."

"Nah, something that big can handle anything."

"My ego, Laxus. Not yours."

"Asshole," Laxus grinned. "Hope he makes you squirm. Gives you some stupid uniform or something."

"Funny you should mention that," Freed chuckled. "He actually sent me to change into my 'uniform' now. I just happened to see you before I snuck off."

"Is it bad?" Laxus teased.

"It's… exactly what a man like him would want in a butler."

"He gonna yell at you if you keep talking to me?"

"It's a bet, Laxus, not an employment contract," Freed laughed, and ran a hand through his muddy hair after it fell over his head. He reached down to the hair tie and pulled it out, swapping his hair into a messy ponytail. Laxus might not have ever seen so much of Freed's neck as he had in that moment. "Even if I was on a time limit, I wouldn't have reached it. He told me to change in the bathroom, but there's no real point. I might as well do it here."

"In front of-"

Laxus cut himself off when he saw Freed bending down and unbuckling his belt. He could do nothing but gape as Freed pulled down his pants and stepped out of them, standing just in his muddy boots, and his very tight – sinfully tight – boxer briefs. Laxus, in the brief second that he let himself look, could see everything. He quickly looked up

"What're you doing?"

"For the next week, I am to wear nothing but my boxers. Well, that and," he reached back into his pants pocket, letting them drop to the floor once he was done. He reached behind his neck, and Laxus swallowed at the sight. "A bow tie."

So. Freed was standing barely over a foot away in boxers tight enough to show off veins, and in a bow tie. Right. That was manageable. Laxus could deal with that. He didn't want to pin him against the nearest wall at all.

"A full week, huh?" He asked, voice hoarse.

"Yes, I'm afraid you'll have to get used to me looking like this for a while."

"Right."

"And flirting, too," Freed said with a blasé tone that might have Laxus falling to his knees.

"Flirting?"

"Loke's demand. I am to flirt constantly and shamelessly. I should probably start doing that, actually. I can imagine that he'd come up with a demeaning task to put me in my place, or some such nonsense," Freed laughed. He then stood tall, changed his posture, and looked up at Laxus from under his lashes. Laxus' spine snapped straight when Freed all but purred. "Is there anything I can do to please you, sir?"

Okay.

Right.

That was his limit.

That was the step too far.

Laxus let lightning cover him, transformed into it entirely, and shot off into the sky, ignoring the resounding sound of Gajeel's cackling, and missing Freed's self-satisfied smirk.

[chrofeisnightmaregf]

Hello! If your requests are open can i ask for a fluff gray fullbuster x reader? Take your time ^^

a/n: Hi love! Sorry it took so long. I tried to make it funny but It didn't work out so well so it's just 6k words of mediocre writing. You didn't specify gender so I made the reader gender neutral. I hope you like it<3

synopsis: everyday scenarios of what it's like being Gray's s/o. Or everyday scenarios of Gray trying to figure out why he loves you and gets the answer in the end.

CW: Lots of talks(Mainly jokes) of death, sickness(motion sickness), detailed descriptions of being sick and throwing up, mentions of fighting, reader is mentioned to be a dragon slayer but no mention of what your element is or if you have a exceed, I tried to make reader funny but their kind of annoying, Gray is ooc, some light swearing. That's really it but let me know If I missed anything.

Do not steal or repost any of my works!!

WHY I LOVE YOU- Gray Fullbuster x reader

Terrified.

The only way to describe how you are feeling right now is terrified.

You never thought you would be bested by the likes of a creature such as this but if this is your fate you will take it. You lived a fulfilling life as one of fairy Tail’s top mages and one of the few s-class wizards that are in the Fairy Tail. You have made amazing friends that double as your family all thanks to that very same guild. That same guild also brought you your best friend and boyfriend. The man who gave your life meaning. Guilt flooded your system knowing that you would be leaving him all by his lonesome. You only hoped that the rest of your former team would take care of him while you were gone. 

“Gray” you mumble, tears filling your lash line. “I’m so sorry to be leaving you like this.” Gray meant so much to you. He was your first ever friend, the one who introduced you to team Natsu and most importantly? He is the one who showed you what true love really feels like. How you wish you could tell him goodbye. But maybe this is a good thing, you don’t want him to see you like this. 

“Babe?” you gasped. You whipped your head around to the direction the voice came from.

“Gray?” you questioned. “What are you doing here? I thought you had to go to the store?” you bite your lip trying to hold back the tears. As much as you wanted to see him in your last living moments you didn’t want him to see you like this.

Gray’s body tensed. “Babe are you- are you crying?” he moved towards you reaching his arms out to pull you in a hug.

“No!” you shouted. Gray retracted his arms, obviously confused by the look on his face.  “You shouldn’t see me like this” you sniffled. This made Gray even more confused. 

“What are you talking about y/n? I’ve seen you cry before.” Gray had no clue what you were talking about. He had seen you cry plenty of times so why were you making a big fuss right now?

You bit down on your lip harder trying not to let your tears spill but it was to no avail. It was bad enough before knowing that he would have to find you in your shared home dead but now he would have to witness your demise. This was terrible. 

The tears started rolling down your face and you sniffled again. “Like this Gray! You shouldn’t have to see me like this in my final moments. I don’t want you to remember me like this. I want you to remember me as my happy self. Not all teary and snotty.” This statement not only confused Gray even more but it also made him annoyed. What did you mean your final moments? What the hell were you talking about?  

“Y/n what the hell are you talking about? What do you mean by your final moments?” 

“Just leave me alone Gray! I don’t want you to remember me this way!” “What the hell are you talking about y/n? What do you mean remember you this way, why do you keep talking like you’re about to die?”

“Because I am Gray! I’m about to be killed and I don’t want you to see this creature brutally obliterate me!” Gray opens his mouth to further question you but stops as the familiarity of the situation hits him. He sighs and moves towards you. Didn't you guys just go through this last week.

“No Gray please don’t come any closer or it will kill you too!” You yell, but he doesn’t listen to you and keeps heading in your direction. Just as you were about to yell at him to get away from you again he walks past you and grabs a tissue.

He comes back to where you're standing and in front of the dining room table and sweeps up the creature in front of you. You gasp. “Is this the creature you’re claiming is about to kill you?” you nod and look away from the thing quickly, trying to avoid eye contact with the terrifying monster at all costs.

“Y/n look” you shake your head.

“Put it down Gray or else it’s gonna kill you too!” Gray deadpans.

“Babe if it was gonna kill me it wouldn’t have let me pick it up” he sighs out. 

“That’s because it’s gonna sneak attack you Gray! It wants to trick you and make you believe it’s harmless so it can kill you without you struggling!” he rolls his eyes at your overdramatic behavior. Why exactly does he love you?

“Y/n…” he sighs “It’s a spider.” You gasp. He says it like it’s some harmless bug. As if there aren’t spiders out there that can't poison you in a single bite. He says it so casually like spiders can’t crawl into your ears and lay eggs. As if spiders can’t-

“Y/n” Gray calls out your name to draw your attention over to him. “Watch me”. Hesitantly you look over to him. He opens the dining room window and slowly sets the spider on the ledge then removes the tissue from on top of it revealing the small but deadly creature. 

You screech watching the creature that was about the size of a quarter scurry around the window sill. “What the hell are you doing Gray!” you jump back as the monster starts to make it’s way back inside. “Gray it’s trying to come back in just kill the damn thing” You shout, getting into a fighting position. If Gray won’t kill it you will.

Gray scoffs and sets his forearm on the window sill to block the spider from coming back inside. He beckons you over with a ‘come hither’ motion. You take slow cautious steps over to him but once your in arms reach he grabs you and yanks you over to him. You yelp and jump behind him. Before you can yell at him some more he shushes you. “Watch,” he mutters.

You almost gagged at the sight of the spider walking across the window sill. The spider walks from one side of the window to the other a couple more times before crawling it’s way down the wall and crawling off.

“See y/n? It’s all gone. It didn’t wanna kill you. Hell, it didn’t even wanna be in the house in the first place, it just got trapped.” Gray smiles at you and closes the window. Your eyes move between him and the window repeatedly.

“Is it really gone?” you whisper. He hums in approval. Almost as if someone else had taken over your body your mood switched completely. You squealed. 

“GRAY MY LOVE YOU SAVED ME FROM THAT MURDEROUS CREATURE EVEN THOUGH IT COULD HAVE KILLED YOU TOO! YOUR SO BRAVE I DON’T KNOW HOW TO REPAY YOU! THANK YOU FOR SAVING ME THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU-” you cut yourself off by jumping on top of him and wrapping your arms and legs around him, gripping him like a koala and not letting him go even as he topples over and falls due to the shock of you jumping on him.

“ACK- WHAT THE HELL Y/N GET OFF ME THAT HURT!” 

“NO! NEVER GRAY BAE I NEED TO REPAY YOU!’

“HOW THE HELL ARE YOU REPAYING ME? ALL YOUR DOING IS SMOTHERING ME”

“I’M REPAYING YOU BY SMOTHERING YOU WITH MY LOVE NOW SHUT UP AND DEAL WITH IT” to make your point you shove your head in the crook of his neck then go limp, laying on him with all your body weight. He can practically feel you shattering his ribs and groans.

Why does he love you again?

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All you could think in this moment was how much you hated traveling on any sort of vehicle. You could feel the pit in your stomach tightening and your mouth pooling with saliva. The pit in your stomach moves upwards into your throat and you gag. You grab onto the ledge of the boat and hoist yourself up just enough for your head to hang off the side of the boat so you can empty the contents of your stomach- or well, lack thereof. You’ve thrown up so much that all you can puke up at this point is bile. 

You finish your puking with a groan which follows by you collapsing to the ground. Your arms wrap around your stomach and you whimper. “I’m really sorry I can’t do anything to help you y/n” says Wendy with a frown. You shake your head at her and try to offer her a reassuring smile.

You place a weak hand on her shoulder “It’s fine Wendy it’s not your fault that your spell doesn’t work on me anymore.” She looks at you with a frown on her face. She opens her mouth to say something  but you cut her off. “Enough Wendy, really it’s okay, stop apologizing.” Before she could say anything more Natsu gagged in the background which caused a chain reaction because you felt more bile coming up. 

You grabbed onto the ledge and started to throw up alongside Natsu. “Natsu, y/n!” Wendy’s voice was laced with worry.

Erza placed a hand on her shoulder. “Their fine Wendy don’t worry about them, they do this all the time.” Lucy hums in agreement with Erza’s statement.

Natsu whined in the background letting out a small plea of “Wendy heal” me or something along the lines of that, it was hard to tell over the noise of him puking. Wendy gasped trying to make her way over to Natsu but Erza held her back. “Cut it out, Natsu!” Lucy yells at him. “Don’t listen to him wendy. Your healing magic doesn’t work on him or y/n anymore.” You nod at Lucy’s statement.

You make your way back to the floor. “You’ve used your healing magic on us so much that it no longer works. It’s not your fault so don’t feel bad. Plus me and Natsu have had motion sickness since we were kids, and we are used to it.” You smile at the girl. She smiles back at you.

“Still, is there anything I can do to help?” You were about to say no but the blistering hot sun reminded you of one thing she could do to help you out.

“Yeah, actually there is,” she nods eagerly. “Could you go get Gray for me?” The girl nods, scurrying off to search the ship for the ice wizard. Lucy looks at you confused.

“What do you need Gray for?” she asks curiously.

“Motion sickness is bad enough but with the sun beating down on me it makes me more sick. Lucky for me my boyfriend is a walking popsicle so he can cool me down." Lucy giggles.

“You guys are so cute” Lucy raves, clapping her hands together. “Maybe the cutest couple in all of Fairy Tail!” she exclaims. Erza hums in thought before nodding her head in agreement. 

You open your mouth to thank them but are cut off with a harsh rock of the ship caused by what you could only presume was a big wave crashing against the side of the boat. You barely have enough time to pull yourself over the ledge of the ship before you're throwing up bile again. The wave of nausea had caught you so off guard you didn’t have enough time to adjust your hair. There wasn’t much you could do though, as your hands were occupied with gripping the ships ledge with dear life. Natsu isn’t faring much better either. Luckily though he had Lucy behind him holding his scarf so it doesn’t get soiled.

One hand gathers your hairs up gently into a makeshift ponytail while the other is placed on your back. It was obvious it was Gray. you could tell by the cold hand that could be felt through your shirt. Gray rubs soothing circles on your back trying to keep his nonchalant composure. Having grown up alongside you in the guild he was used to your motion sickness but that never stopped him from getting worried.

Once you finished you groaned and wiped your mouth off. Instead of sliding back down to the floor you turned around to face Gray. 

“Gray” you whisper looking into his eyes.

He gave you a small and gentle smile and brushed some of your hair back out of your face. “Yeah?” he asks, meeting your loving gaze. There was a pause between you two as you both just held eye contact.

“Graaaaaaaayyyyyyyy” you whined falling into him “I’m gonna dieeeee.” he only rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around your waist. If this wasn’t how you usually acted when you got motion sickness he probably would have toppled over onto the ground with you throwing all your weight onto him. But alas, this was how you always acted when you were sick. Clingy and overdramatic.

Wendy gasps. “Wait what! You're gonna what y/n?!” Your words made Wendy nervous and caused Gray to groan.

“Would you stop with the dramatics already y/n? You’re scaring Wendy.” He adjusts you so you're both sitting on the floor with back to his chest, his back to the wall of the ship’s ledge. “Ignore her Wendy, she always does this.” Before Wendy could make a rebuttal Erza dragged her away to the other side of the ship. 

Gray looks down at you. “How is it that even when you're sick you still manage to be so overdramatic?” You grin and look back at him.

“Because it’s fun, and it annoys you so it makes it even more fun.” His face scrunches up and he glares at you. “Don’t look at me like that Gray, we both know you love me.” you say to him with a cocky grin on your face.

“I’m looking at you like that not just because you annoy me” he starts off, making direct eye contact with you. “It’s because your breath reeks of throw up,” he says, pushing your head away from him. You gasp. If looks could kill gray would be six feet under. Upon noticing your gaze Gray busts out laughing.

You scramble away from him feeling offended but that proved to be a bad idea because it felt like you just got sucker punched in the gut. You groan and lay on the floor and curl into yourself. This makes Gray laugh even harder. He was worried about you but he had to admit your reaction was funny to him. You’ve had motion sickness since you were a child so you should know not to make any speedy movements if you don’t want to upset your stomach.

You whined. “Screw you Gray…you Elsa wannabe.’” he snickers.

“Really babe, Elsa wannabe? That’s the best you can come up with?” You continue to glare at him. 

“Keep hating on me Gray” you mumble wriggling around a bit trying to get comfortable, which was hard to do seeing as you were lying on the hard floor of a ship. “You're gonna regret it when I die on this boat due to motion sickness.” He rolls his eyes at your continued dramatics but lets out a little snicker. 

‘“Oh no” he says sarcastically “what will I ever do?” He pretends to ponder on the thought for a bit as you gaze at him before shrugging. “Your death will be sad but I'll move on.” You gasp, causing him to let out another laugh. You flip him off and slowly roll over on your side with your back facing towards him.

He continues to laugh as he reaches forward to scoop you into his arms. He pulls you back into his chest. “Y’know I was only joking Babe, I love you more than anything.” He mumbles quietly. Your eyes widen in shock. It wasn’t like Gray to express his love for you out in public for everyone to hear. And he only called you babe in public when you had motion sickness. You reach a hand up behind you and run it through his hair.

“I know baby” you hummed out. “I love you too.” 

Gray smiles down at. He rubs his hands up and down your arms soothingly. The cold hands on your body soothes you and allows you to fully rest yourself against him. Your limbs start to go lax and you feel sleep starting to creep up on you. 

All the puking must have tired you out, Gray thinks. “Tired?” He asks. You hum allowing your eyes to drift shut. Sleep starts to take over your body which creates a peaceful silence between the both of you. Gray looks down at you, admiring your peaceful face. Hopefully you’ll sleep throughout the entire boat ride till you get to the job site he thinks, at least then you won’t have to feel so sick.

A harsh wave rocks the boat back and forth and causes you to jolt awake and let out a groan. Another large wave hits the boat causing the rocking of the boat to be more intense.

“You okay y/n?” Gray does well to hide the worry in his voice but he can’t fool you. You could read the man like an open.

“No” you replied with a shaky voice. It felt like someone had a death grip on your stomach and was shaking it up and down. “Not one bit.” A small frown was placed on Gray’s face. He moved his hands down and placed them on your stomach hoping to cool down where it hurt the most.

You sighed. The feelings of his hands on your stomach made the sickness in your stomach a little less painful. Just as you start to relax and get comfortable again a third wave crashes into the side of the boat. The relaxed feeling disappears and is replaced by extreme nausea traveling what felt like the speed of light up your throat. 

You jump up and turn around. In an attempt to grip the boat’s edge to throw up you somehow elbowed Gray in the face and knocked him over onto his back. While you were busy puking up bile Gray was groaning in pain whilst holding his nose.

The overbearing sting in his nose made Gray wonder; why does he love you?

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Gray should have known better than to trust you to pack food for the job. When he entrusted you with the task to gather food for the upcoming job he wanted you to pack canned foods, cereal and some sandwich making supplies. But no. You didn’t. Of course you didn’t. Gray opened the bag of food expecting to find something to eat after the long boat ride. Between the heat, the constant waves making the boat rock, and your taking care of you and your motion sickness (and having to deal with Natsu being motion sick) he was hungry. So imagine his dismay when instead of finding something filling he instead finds loads of candies and chips.

“Are you serious y/n.” The question was more rhetorical but you answered anyways.

“You're the one that told me to pack food Gray bae.” Your tone was innocent yet condescending and gray wanted to wipe that cocky grin off your face.              

Gray runs a hand down his face. You swore you almost saw him pop a blood vessel.

“I should’ve known you would pack junk food instead. What are we supposed to eat now?” you picked up a pack of gummy worms and threw them at him. He rolled his eyes “we can’t eat only junk food while on a job, y/n.”

“Don’t listen to him y/n! I love what you packed, it all looks so yummy!” Happy says, practically coming out of nowhere. Gray jumps in shock.

“Where the hell did you come from, Happy?”

“I’m hungry.”

“Me too” just like Happy, Natsu practically appeared out of thin air. Gray glared at him. 

“Then maybe you should have packed your own food flames for brains.” 

“What the hell did you just say to me Elsa?!” Natsu and Gray clashed heads.

“You heard me pinky now get out of my tent!”

“I don’t think I will”

“Fight, fight, fight!” chanted Happy, snacking on the bag of gummy worms you had previously thrown at Gray. you snickered. 

“If you guys are gonna fight, could you not do it in me and Gray’s tent? I would like somewhere to sleep tonight.”

“Stay out of this y/n, Gray needs to be taught a lesson in respect!” 

“The hell did you just say to them?” You groan at their antics. They were seriously gonna drive you up a wall. As funny as their fights could be you would prefer that they didn’t blow up the tent you and your boyfriend are supposed to sleep in.

You walk over and grab Gray’s arm and drag him out of the tent. “Hey! Let me go!”

“Nah i’m good” you say. “As funny as you and Nastu’s fighting is, I would prefer to have a place to sleep at night.”

“Then we would have taken it outside! Now let me settle the score with him!” you roll your eyes.

“Gray we both know you would have fought inside, you both get to caught up in the moment. Also, neither of you will settle the score. Your fights always end in a tie.” Gray wanted to say something but you spoke up before he did. “Plus the town we accepted the job from isn’t too far from our campsite. I wanna do some exploring before we have to get to work!” You say gleefully.

You choose to ignore Gray’s pouting and pull him away from the campsite towards the town. 

It was hard for Gray to stay mad at you for interrupting his fight when you looked so cute walking around the town staring at everything in awe. Despite the blazing heat you stayed full of energy, dragging Gray to every stall that caught your eye. 

“I’m hungry” you say about an hour into your guy’s little adventure.

“Me too,” he says. “What do you want to eat?” He continues on, taking a look around the area and reading out the names of the food vendors. “Pizza?” he asks.

You shake your head. “Not feeling it.”

“Ramen?’ he asks.

You shake your head no. 

“Fried chicken” 

You shake your head again.  “It’s too hot out for any of those, I want something cold.”

He arches a brow at you. “What exactly is cold food, y/n?” you shrug. 

“Food that’s cold.” he deadpans. 

“Yeah no shit.” He looks around. “One of these stands may sell salads, those are cold.” You shake your head for the umpteenth time. His brow twitches. You hum in thought and look around, surveying all the food stands in the area. Your eyes light up. 

“I know!” you say. 

“Yeah?”

“Yeah!” you grin. “How does pizza sound to you babe?” He growls.

“I offered pizza up the first time!”

“Oh you did?” you asked, heading to the pizza stall. “I must not have been paying attention. Sorry Gray bae.” You smirked. God how you loved to annoy your boyfriend. The man scoffed and rolled his eyes but the grin and small laugh he let out deceived how he truly felt.

After getting your guys’ pizza you continued your adventure around the town as well as continuing your playful bantering. You stopped your walking “Hey Gray.”

“Hm?” he asks, standing right next to you.

“Look” you say with your dominant hand pointing towards the sky. 

His eyes widen slightly. “It’s beautiful,” he says, staring in awe. You guys had been walking around for so long now that the sun had started to set. The clouds were thick, puffy and breaking apart to show the sun which had created a beautiful blue to orange ombre with a golden sun right in the middle. 

No matter how beautiful the sunset looks it paled in comparison to the way you looked. Especially right now. The sun casted a beautiful yellow and orange hue on your skin. You look absolutely ethereal. Like an angel sent directly to him from heaven. How did he ever get so lucky to have such a stunning partener. 

You looked at him and smiled and in that moment he swore he would never see anyone as beautiful as you are. 

“I love you Gray.” He smiles at you and is about to pull you in for a kiss before the moment is ruined. Someone walked by and bumped into your shoulder harshly which causes you to stumble.

“Hey what the hell?!” You shout. The person who bumped into you only scoffed at you.

“Maybe you should move out of the way next time instead of just standing in the middle of the path.” You look around you. 

“There is plenty of room for you to walk around without bumping into me! You did that deliberately.”

The girl smirks. “So what? Serves you right bitch. Maybe you shouldn’t stand in the way.” Gray’s eyes widen. Did she seriously just call you that?

“What did you just call me?” 

“A bitch, are you stupid or something?” Judging by your posture, Gray knew he had to step in. 

“You wanna say that again?” Your kind tone and smile betray the actions Gray knows you are about to commit. 

“Y/n don’t-”

“No Gray, let the girl repeat what she said.” Your smile and voice seemed so innocent but your eyes betray you. Gray could see the anger flaring up in your eyes.

“Yeah Gray,” the girl snickers, “Stay out of it.” Is she seriously antagonizing him too?

Gray could see it in your eyes. The anger had taken over your eyes. “You did not just say that.” You growl out, taking on a fighting stance. Not just any sort of fighting stance though. It was your dragon slayer punch stance. You were quick, readying up your attack to strike her but Gray was quicker. He grabs you by your waist and throws you over his shoulder like you weigh nothing more than a sack of potatoes. 

The girl busts out laughing. “Awe! Your boyfriend has to carry you away, how cute!” She says in a baby voice which only serves to make you more annoyed.

“Are you serious right now Gray?! Put me down right now!” 

“Very serious y/n! I know you get worked up and defensive but you can’t hurt the woman! And you definitely can’t use your magic on her. Do you know how much trouble you can get in for using magic on a civilian?”

“Like I care, Gray! Put me down right now! I let you and Natsu fight all the time, Gray this isn’t fair!” you whined and Gray presumes you’re pouting- to which he is right. You are also pouting.

“Actually I think it is fair. You broke our fight up earlier.”

“Whaaat? Noooo. I would never have done that” you say with a sarcastic and sheepish voice. He deadpans, heading towards the direction of the campsite as you continue trying to convince him to put you down and let you go fight the girl. All he does is sigh.

He really wants to know why he still loves you.

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Gray’s body shot up out of bed. His body was sweating and he was heaving. “It was just a dream,” he mumbles. “It was just a dream.” No matter how much he says it his heart won’t stop racing with anxiety. Even as he takes in his surroundings. The clock on the nightstand that reads 2:03, the moonlight peeking in through the curtains, the cushy mattress and soft blankets and your soft breaths, he still can’t seem to calm his racing heart. 

He wants to wake you. He so badly wants to wake you up. The only person who knew how to work him out of his panicked state but he just couldn’t bring himself to move past his pride. Not to mention you looked so peaceful. 

So instead he got out of bed and dragged himself to the living room. This proved to be a difficult feat as his legs felt like they were made of lead. He sat on the edge of the couch trying to take deep breaths but they weren’t working. If anything were doing the complete opposite. It felt like his heart sped up with every breath. It soon came to the point where Gray felt like he couldn’t breathe at all. His ears were clouded with an incessant ringing that wouldn’t stop and Gray didn’t even notice he was starting to cry until he felt the salty tears roll down onto his lips. Once he noticed he was crying he also noticed he had started to rock himself back and forth. The only thing on his mind right now was that nightmare. That terrible, terrible, nightmare that would not leave his mind. That nightmare where he relives the most traumatic moment of his life. Except it was worse than what it was in real life. 

“Ay-, ray- Gray- GRAY” he jumps up. His head whips around to find you staring at him with worry filled eyes. “Baby what's wrong? Why are you crying?” Your voice was soft and you slowly approached him the way you would approach a wounded animal. You place your hands on his shoulders and push him down onto the couch and squat down in front of him. “Speak to me baby what’s wrong.”

He bites his lip to try and stop the tears from coming out but it doesn’t do much. He doesn’t look into your eyes when he speaks. “I can’t- I can’t breathe.” He says. His palms feel sweaty, he can’t breath and his heart is beating so loud he can hear it in his ears and he voices that out to you.

“Okay let’s take some deep breaths alright? Just the way I taught you okay? Breathe in for five, hold it for five, and breathe out for five. Let’s do it together.” 

He nods, and do it together you do. You do it five times before he starts to calm down. You do a couple more deep breaths before you decide that Gray will be fine on his own. You usher him back to your shared bedroom with the promise of coming back upstairs with some sleepy time tea and cookies. 

While boiling the water and putting the cookies on the plate you're pretty sure you know what caused his panic attack. It was probably the same nightmare as last time. The only thing you want to know is why he chose not to wake you up? Was he scared you wouldn’t care? You only shook your head and waited for the tea to come to a boil before pouring it in the cups and carrying them along with the cookies to your bedroom.

“So” you start while you get comfy on your side of the bed and hand him his cup of tea. “What happened?” 

Gray stares down into his cup of tea and blows at it. He doesn't make eye contact when he says “I had that nightmare again.” you nod, your suspicions now confirmed.

“You wanna talk about it?” He nods.

“It was the day Ur died. Every bit of that day was played back in vivid detail. Me running off and her coming after me, her doing the iced shell. And just as she is about to die she looks me in my eyes and starts talking. She tells me that I'm weak. That i’ll never be a good wizard because I can’t defeat Deliora myself and that it’s my fault she is gonna die. That had I never left, had I tried harder none of this would have happened. She says that she regrets ever taking me on and that-” you place a hand on his free hand. 

“Take a deep breath. You don’t need to rush. Take a sip of your tea love.” he nods. He takes a deep breath just the way you had him do earlier. He pauses for a minute or so to take a few sips of his tea before he starts back up again.

“Then she says that I need to leave you or else I'm gonna get you killed too and it will be all my fault. She said you’re too good for me and that you don’t deserve to have to deal with someone who killed their own master and that you need to leave me. And then she-” His voice starts to crack so he takes another breath and drinks some more tea.

You could feel your heart breaking with every word that came out of his mouth. “Then she dies. She completes the spell and dies. I know it was just a nightmare and that none of it was true but it all felt so realistic y/n. And it all felt so true. I know it wasn’t but it did.”

“Gray” you set your tea down and hold your arms out “come here.” And he does. In the comfort of your shared room he lays his head in your lap and lets you stroke his hair. “What she said in that dream was just that Gray, a dream. Something your mind made up to scare you Gray. to make you doubt yourself. You didn’t kill Ur, she did it because she loved you. You didn’t kill her, Gray and she would never blame you.” He nods to everything you say and you feel tears wet your thighs.

“She would never call you weak because you’re not. You are one of the strongest wizards I know. And you won’t get me killed Gray. I am a strong and capable mage. So capable I made it to S class. And I am not too good for you Gray. I'm perfect for you and you’re perfect for me. You’re my person Gray and I know I’m yours. I would never leave you and you’re never leaving me, okay?” 

He couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle and you smile. You gently wipe his tears away and continue to stroke his hair. 

“Hey y/n” Gray mumbles then sits up. 

“Hm?” 

“I love you.” You smile and cup his face with your hands.

“I know Gray, I love you too.”

“I know you do.” you giggle then move in for a kiss. It was short but sweet. He sat next to you and took a sip from his tea before playing you down and pulling you to his chest. You guys laid like that in a comfortable silence until eventually your breaths evened out. By the look on your face Gray assumed you were sleeping.

He laid there silently admiring your face and thought back on the last couple of days with you. Why did he love you? He constantly asked himself this question but he knew. He always knew why he loved you. Moments like these where you talked him down from what you call a panic attack, where you hold him in your arms while he cries, when you make him tea and bring him cookies then play with his hair.

But that wasn’t just it. He loved your dramatics. He thought it was funny even though he would never admit it. Your fear of spiders made him laugh, even when you jumped on top of him and practically crushed his ribs after he got rid of the spider claiming that it was you paying him back. He would never admit it but he didn’t mind carrying you away from fights. He found it sweet that you're ready to fight for him over something so stupid. He enjoyed how much of a tease you were. Making him list out foods just to say no and name one he already named, how you whined and claimed you were dying when you were really just motion sick.

He enjoyed holding you when you got motion sick. He was happy to help even if it was as simple as placing his cool hands on your sickly body hoping to make you feel less hot. He enjoyed it. He loved it. In truth Gray never needed to be reminded why he loved you because he already knew why. He would always know why and he never needed a reminder but if he one day, for some reason decided he did, all he had to do was look at you. Look at your smile, your eyes, listen to you talk and laugh and crack corny jokes. All he had to do was just be in your presence to be reminded why he loved you.

He knows why he still loves you.

And he will never stop loving you.

[thatbirdrestaurant]

nalu drabble | je t'aime toujours

Natsu grumbled as he slowly woke up from his nap. His arm was bent in an awkward angle, his leg hanging off the side of the couch he had flopped down on, and his throat was dry. Despite the less than ideal way he woke up, Natsu felt relaxed.

The room was warm and comforting, the blanket that had been thrown onto him was fuzzy and thick, and Natsu couldn't help but take a deep inhale, breathing in Lucy's sugary vanilla scent.

When Natsu had first met Lucy, he found her scent to be a bit too sweet, almost overwhelming at times. These days, however, he found himself actively seeking it out. It brought him comfort, the assurance that Lucy was nearby and with him.

Slowly, Natsu lifted his head, tilting it side to side to crack his neck a bit, and looked around. Lucy's apartment hadn't changed much over the years, still full of little knickknacks and framed pictures, but it looked more lived-in than before. The floorboards were a lighter shade in certain spots, the walls were discolored where picture frames were hung, and the windowsills had small gaps from how much Natsu used them.

As he started waking up, Natsu became aware of the soft singing coming from the kitchen.

"Je t'aime, je t'aime toujours," a silky smooth voice sung, "I am forever yours. Sweet dreams, sweet dreams, mon cher. You're always in my prayers."

Natsu tossed the blanket aside and stood up, smiling to himself as he walked towards the kitchen.

Lucy was standing at the stove, moving her body side to side as she sang and cooked at the same time. She was wearing a frilly pink apron that Natsu had bought her as a joke, underneath being one of Natsu's own shirts and some shorts. Her feet were covered in fuzzy socks, quieting her footsteps as she moved.

"Softly, sweetly, wrapped up in heavens arms," she continued to sing, humming the melody of the song between lyrics. "Sailing, soaring over the moon, gathering stardust."

Staying as quiet as he could, Natsu walked towards Lucy. He watched her every movement, his heart growing fonder with every second he spent in her presence. Her shiny blonde hair was pulled up in a messy bun, dripping a little with water from the shower she must have taken.

Lucy, seemingly still unaware that Natsu was awake, was still swaying as she sung. One of her hands was tapping on the countertop, acting as the instrumental.

"Be still, be safe, be sure. Je t'aime, je t'aime toujours. Wishing, praying all of your dreams come true- oh, my god!" Lucy screamed. She tried to spin around to look at Natsu, but his hold around her was too strong.

Natsu laughed loudly and happily. "Did I scare you?" He whispered. He turned his head so he could place a soft kiss to Lucy's temple, hoping it would be enough to wipe the pout off of her face. "Don't let me stop you."

Lucy's cheeks were pink. She pointedly did not continue her song, instead staring silently at the food she had been making. It looked like some kind of pasta, one that Natsu was sure he was going to enjoy.

"I'm serious," Natsu whispered, his hold on Lucy getting just the slightest bit lighter. She didn't use it to pull away or face him, instead just resumed to her light swaying. "I love it when you sing."

Lucy huffed. "You shouldn't have scared me like that," was all she mumbled before quietly starting her song back up again. "Please remember-" Natsu moved with Lucy's swaying, smiling to himself when Lucy giggled softly, "where you are, my heart is with you."

Lucy turned the stove down, allowing her time to finally turn around to face Natsu. He beamed down at her, happily letting her wrap her arms around his neck and pull him in close. With this position, it was more like dancing than mindless swaying.

"Sweet dreams, sweet dreams, mon cher. Always in my prayers. I am forever yours." Lucy placed a soft kiss on Natsu's jaw, her fingers playing with the hair on the nape of his neck. "Je t'aime, je t'aime toujours."

Silence fell over the kitchen. Natsu basked in the domestic moment; these past few months, he hadn't known when they would have a chance to be like this again. He always feared losing this - this softness, this comfort. The luxury of just being with Lucy.

"You know I love you, right?" Natsu whispered. He pulled away just enough to cup Lucy's face and smile down at her. "I tell you that enough, right?"

Lucy quirked a curious brow, clearly curious on what spurred Natsu's questions, but she didn't ask. She just curled her pretty pink lips up in a soft, loving smile, and nodded her head. "Of course you do. I love you, too. I tell you that enough?"

"Yeah," Natsu whispered. He leaned down to press a kiss to Lucy's waiting lips. "All the time."

the song lucy was singing

domestic nalu, you will always be special to me.

[fairytailfairiess]

FAIRY TAIL Special One-Shot Color Spread by Hiro Mashima!!

[angiecakes1990]

Typical Natsu 🤣🤣🤣

[claiternaiter]

What an interesting thing for God Serena to say.

[teleiapotami]

Synched Calendars

Fandom: Fairy Tail

Ship: Natsu x Lucy

Tags: Fluff, One Shot, Modern AU, Best Friends

Summary: The dangers of sharing a calendar with a man with no boundaries are varied.

Notes: Fluffy little one-shot to cleanse the palate during think Kinktober.

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Natsu’s ears twitched at the sound of Lucy’s gentle giggle. He glanced back from his spot in line, frowning slightly when he saw a green-haired stranger leaning against the wall, flirting with his best friend. Worse, Lucy was covering her mouth with her fingertips, stifling the genuine laughter the man was drawing from her. It was a habit she fell into whenever she was trying to be cute.

He pushed the jealousy from his mind and focused on his task. Stepping up to the counter, he ordered the snacks Erza had sent him to fetch, then stepped out of line to wait some more. Lucy’s giggle floated across the room to him again. His brow furrowed as he watched the two of them trade phones. “Aw, what the hell,” he grumbled.

Unbidden, Gray’s most recent advice floated to the front of his brain. “You gotta speak up man. Lucy’s too smart to wait for you forever, and sooner or later, someone will snatch her out from under your nose.” Natsu crossed his arms, his frown deepening.

“Sir? Your order is ready.” Natsu shook himself out of his thoughts and looked up, grunting his thanks to the clerk. She gave him a wary smile before turning back to her work. Natsu rejoined his friends, pushing his irritation aside. The stranger was gone, and he refused to let his existence ruin a movie night with his friends.

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“I don’t know, I thought it was pretty scary,” Lucy argued, still keeping her arms wrapped around herself where they’d been since the first jump scare of the movie.

Natsu rolled his eyes. “Yeah, but you get scared when your curtains blow too hard.” Lucy smacked him, laughing.

“Oh, hang on, sorry,” she mumbled when her phone dinged. She turned away from the group, leaving them to argue over the predictability of the outcome. Natsu watched her smile slightly and type something into her phone before she returned to the conversation.

“Everything okay?” he asked when she returned to his side. She nodded quickly, waving him off. His own phone dinged with a calendar alert, and he dug it out, glancing at it.

                Synched Calendar Update!

Saturday, 4 P.M.

            Date with Noah.

He frowned, swiping his phone open and punching the calendar app. The event was colored soft pink, marking it as one of Lucy’s events.

“Natsu? Come on, we are heading outside,” Erza called.

“Huh? Yeah, I’ll be right there. I just need to run to the bathroom,” he called, shoving his phone into his pocket. He watched the group move on, shooting Lucy a grin when she glanced back at him before following Gray out into the parking lot. Scanning the room, he found the green-haired head easily and made his way over.

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Natsu rejoined the group, grinning brightly. “Hey, sorry. Line was longer than I expected,” he offered, stepping up beside Lucy. “So does anyone else want to go get something to eat?”

Lucy wrinkled her nose at him. “You literally ate two extra-large popcorn and three boxes of Hot Tamales!”

“So?” He didn’t see her point. She made an annoyed sound in the back of her throat. Her phone rang suddenly, pulling her away from the group again. He tried to listen to her conversation, but Gray grabbed him in a headlock, digging his knuckles into his scalp.

“Really? No, I didn’t mean to keep a secret…it just….I wasn’t sure myself. Well, thanks Noah….yeah.” Lucy hung up with a sigh, then turned and glared at the puff of dust that had become Natsu and Gray.

“Natsu! Can I talk to you?” His scruffy pink head popped up and he shoved Gray away, jogging over to her.

“What’s up?” he said innocently. Lucy grabbed him by the elbow and dragged him around the corner to the relative privacy of an alleyway.

“Natsu, did you just tell Noah that we are dating and cancel my date?”

“Yeah, why?” He crossed his arms and cocked his head. Lucy’s eyes flashed angrily.

“Why would you do that?!”

“What do you mean? Because you shouldn’t go out with other people when you’re already mine, obviously,” he said matter-of-factly. Lucy growled, pushing him.

“When exactly did we start dating?! I don’t remember ever saying I wanted to be with you!”

Natsu smirked at her and stepped closer. “Don’t you though? Cause I want to be with you,” he said quietly. Lucy took a step back, finding her back against the wall. He cupped her cheek gently and leaned down slowly. Lucy’s breathing hitched and she trembled.

“N-Natsu….don’t,” she whispered, covering his lips with her fingers gently. “I…I need time to think, okay?” He stepped away, swallowing his disappointment, and nodded once.

“Sure…yeah, I get it. Sorry. Find me later if you need to talk I guess,” he said softly, then left her alone, returning to the group. Lucy watched Gray elbow him and asked something, which Natsu shrugged off.

Of course she wanted to be with him. She had for as long as she could remember, but the idiot never seemed to notice her. Her hesitation was based solely on the fact that he had gone out of his way to cancel a date without talking to her about it at all.

Turning her options over in her mind, Lucy unlocked her phone and looked down at the calendar. She could call Noah back and explain the situation, going on the date with him solely to punish Natsu….or she could be with the man she’d wanted for years. Sighing, she swiped on the event to edit it.

Across the lot, Natsu dug his phone out once again, opening the notification.

Synched Calendar Update!

Saturday, 4 P.M.

            Date with Natsu.

Lucy’s delicate fingers slipped between his own as he read the update. He glanced over at her and smiled, leaning down to kiss her golden head. “Thanks…for giving me a chance.”

[kaleighkarma]

Happy NaLu Gift Exchange 2023!!!!

I did my piece for @smappybubbles where I imposed their nalu day art and embroidered it. I’m not great at drawing or writing but I wanted to challenge myself and enter the community in some way so here I am doing my best. I hope you love this piece as much as I do because I worked on it for about 2 weeks straight. Transferring curves was the hardest part but I loved your art so much it was so super worth it!

I love these idiots and I love this art and I love this community.

Thank you @allaboutnalu for setting this up! This was so fun and I’ve loved everyone’s entry and I can’t wait to see the rest!!

Also a special thank you @tokkias l for being my number one supporter and encouraging everyone to do their best. I don’t think I could have done it without you 💛

Anyways I’ve rambled enough so if you have any questions my DMs are open. I hope you all have a lovely day!!!!

[evereinefaust]

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐒𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ࿐ྂ

Pairing: Leo (Loke) X afab!Reader

Synopsis: It's springtime. And what better to enjoy it than to have a date with a lover like Loke.

Word Count: 1,337

It's springtime, and your boyfriend, Loke, invited you to have some fun outside Magnolia. You kinda hate the guy, since he's a flirtatious playboy, after all. You also got into trouble because of him, because of his other girlfriends. But you are Loke's first-ever girlfriend that he truly loves, and you love him back with all your heart. He promised himself that he would change, that he would never have a girlfriend other than you. And of course, he kept his promise. You are so happy that you changed the male. And now, the two of you will be having fun on this day.

You woke up by the sound of your alarm clock, stretching in your bed, you turned the alarm off. You sat up on your bed, looking around your room. "Today's the day Loke had invited me to enjoy Spring..." You mumbled to yourself, getting out of bed with a smile gracing your lips. You took a quick shower, slipped into your [f/c] dress, then tied your hair into [f/h].

"[Name]-chan~!" There goes your boyfriend. He is already in front of your house, fetching you for another grand date. "Coming!" You yelled back as you raced down the stairs and then put on your shoes. "Good morning Loke!" You greeted him when you opened the door. There he stood with a bouquet of flowers for you, he was wearing a black tuxedo in his spirit form. "For my lovely girlfriend," He gave you the bouquet which you accepted.

"Thanks, Loke!" You gave him a kiss on the cheeks. "Shall we go then?" He held his arm out, motioning you to take it. "Gladly" You entwined your hand in his arm. Loke decided to take you to a cafe shop since you hadn't eaten for breakfast yet.

The two of you sat outside the cafe, and a waiter went to your table to take your orders. "What do you want, [Name]-chan? It's my treat" Loke smiled at you. "I will have [f/drink] and [f/snack]" You told the waiter while reading the menu. The waiter wrote your order, bowed then left.

"What do you think about Spring, [Name]-chan?" The orange-haired asked you. "Well, it's kinda okay. I got to watch the cherry blossoms, look for a four-leaf clover, and feed the ducks at the pond" You replied, leaning on the table. "I see" Loke smiled again. "How about you?" You turned to him.

"Me?" Loke chuckled, and you nodded. "Every day is perfect for me when I get to see you" He stated, another one of his cheesy lines. "Oh, really?" You laughed. "Don't be like that, [Name]-chan. You're literally my life, after all" He lifted your chin to lock eyes with him, and you can't help but blush.

"Yeah right. Well, you are a celestial spirit and I am a human. You can't die while a human can" You retorted, looking away from his gaze. "If you die, I will come with you" He removed his hand as he said that. You looked at him in confusion, "You will what?"

"Just like I said, I will come with you" He repeated, adjusting his blue glasses. "Why would you do that?" You asked again. "Just like I told you earlier, you are literally my life. If you die, I die" He explained, lips forming into a smile. You just huffed, "If spirits can actually die"

Before Loke can argue back with you, your orders came that prevented him from saying anything. You enjoyed the first part of your spring break with Loke, just sitting outside the cafe while eating, chatting with your boyfriend, and watching the flowers bloom.

After your breakfast, the two of you went to the pond. "Why are we here again?" You asked him, walking your way towards a pond filled with ducks. "We're here to feed the ducks!" He beamed at you, eyes brimming with excitement and enthusiasm.

"Okay..." You sweat-dropped but smiled. The orange-haired gave you some corn and peas for the duck, then motioned you to kneel near the pond. You obeyed his orders and then started feeding the ducks. The two of you enjoyed the time, chatting and laughing while feeding the ducks.

After all the food was gone, Loke decided to take you to the park next. "And what are we going to do here?" You asked him, a smile on your face as you curiously wanted to know what was in his mind. "We're going to find a four-leaf clover" He snaked an arm on your waist, pulling you close. You blushed at his sudden actions, "W-what are you doing?! We're in public, don't do things like this!"

"Oh, come on [Name]-chan~ The park is a perfect place for couples like us~" He flirtatiously whispered in your ear, you could feel shivers running down your spine. "And the best part, the loser has to obey the winner's every command" He added. Now you're sweating.

"S-shut up! And just remove your arm from me and start whatever you just declared!" You flushed red while struggling to get out of his grip. He chuckled before releasing you, you sighed in relief and started to search for a four-leaf clover.

At the park, four-leaf clovers are hard to find, especially when there are a lot of people hanging around the place. And unluckily, Loke is the one who first found the lucky green leaf. "Damn that Lion" You hissed under your breath as you stood up from the ground, glaring at his happy face.

"Don't glare, [Name]-chan~ You're going to enjoy the remaining time you will have with me, after all" He walked to you with the small green leaf between his fingers. "Whatever" You rolled your eyes, arms crossed and face flushed red because of what he meant, and you understood what he meant.

"Let's go and watch the cherry blossoms next, shall we?" He suggested, extending his hand to you. "Well... I guess it doesn't seem so bad" You replied while placing your hand on top of his. He gave your hand a squeeze before leading you toward the center of Magnolia, where the large rainbow sakura trees are planted.

It's almost evening and the sakura leaves will become rainbow in color. Loke knew that you both love rainbow and sakura trees and since you hadn't seen those beautiful trees, he planned to take you to watch them glow. "There are a lot of people here" You commented while the two of you were making your way towards the front. "There will be a special event here soon, that's why there are plenty of people" Loke explained.

"I see. I don't usually go out of my house, so that's why I don't know what's happening in Magnolia that much" You looked down, flustered. "Don't worry about it, [Name]-chan. I will take you outside often so you enjoy here in Magnolia" Loke flashed you a smile, and you smiled back.

Once you and Loke were in front, you saw many large sakura. "Wow!" Your eyes widened in awe, Loke just smiled. "Let's wait and there is still a surprise coming right up," Loke told you, you nodded. After a while, when the skies darkened, the sakura's leaves slowly glowing rainbow.

"Amazing!" You breathed, awestruck at the scene before you. "I know, that's why I took you here" Loke snaked his arm around your waist, pulling you closer. At first, you flinched at the sudden contact, but then you relaxed then placed your head on his shoulder.

"Loke...?" You called, still watching the Sakura light up. "Hm...?" He hummed. "Thank you for this day," You said. "No problem. I'm happy to give everything to my girlfriend, after all," He replied. You gave him a quick peck on the lips before resuming your watch.

[eryiss]

Pain, Punish, Pleasure

Summary: Freed lost a bet, and was forced into chastity for ten days. He broke out against their agreement, and Laxus takes him to their playroom to give him the brutal punishment he deserves.

Notes: Apparently when I’m having a bad week, I write rough dom/sub sex. Have fun. It’s the most brutal smut I’ve ever written. You might want to check the Ao3 tags before you read.

Links: Ao3

Pain, Punish, Pleasure

The metal shackles around his ankles were cold, and spelled to never get warmer. The bar that separated his legs kept them far apart, just enough for his thighs to burn gently with the pressure. His arms were hung high up above his head, cuffed together and chained to the ceiling high enough that his toes only barely grazed the padded floor. Everything ached.

It was wonderful.

Freed could see nothing. Sense nothing. The thick, black blindfold smothered him, and drool slid over the plastic bit gag forced in his mouth. Sharp clamps brought sweet agony to his nipples, and with every movement the chain connecting them clinked tauntingly.

He knew Laxus was in the room, just not where. He'd be watching. Observing. Smirking. Laxus could be quiet when he wanted to be, and he was always quiet in their playroom. The pressure of his presence was enough. Freed knew he was being watched, or perhaps stalked, by the man who was going to hurt him. Damm could Laxus hurt him when he wanted to. He could be patient with it. Surprising. Cruel.

Everything about the situation was meant to put Freed at a disadvantage. Freed was bound, Laxus was free. Freed was naked, Laxus wore one of his best suits. Freed was a toy meant to be broken, Laxus was happy to take up the task.

"You know how long you've been hanging there?" Laxus demanded, breath hitting the back of Freed's neck. He spoke low and dirty. "Ten minutes. Ten minutes without anyone touchin' you, and you're still hard."

Laxus reached around him, slapping the straining erection with lightning dancing on his palm. Freed let out a yell as his hard cock was burned by the lightning, trying to lurch back on instinct. Laxus was waiting for him, hands on Freed's hips and fingers sparking with that very same lightning. Freed all but screamed into his gag, struggling as best he could against his bounds. Laxus just laughed at him.

"You know why you're going through this, right?" He asked. He didn't wait for a response before slapping Freed hard on the ass, making his body swing forward. "You disobeyed me, didn't ya?"

Freed had. They'd played a game, and Freed had lost. As victor, Laxus had trapped Freed's cock in spiked chastity for his ten-day mission. On the ninth day, Freed had used the emergency key to free himself, knowing that Laxus would be alerted the second he did. He jerked his cock on fantasies of Laxus' punishment. When Laxus had returned home, he kissed Freed hard, pinned him against the wall, and said Freed had twenty-four hours before he would be punished, to think about what he had done.

"You were thinking with this thing," Laxus grabbed the shaft of Freed's cock and pulled. Freed's shoulders ached as he was tugged forwards. "Wanted to empty your balls more than you wanted to follow my order. Didn't ya?"

Freed nodded, his gag warping the words 'yes sir' beyond comprehension.

"Three days when you should've been locked up and you weren't," Laxus tutted. His hand released Freed's cock, letting him swing in his chains. With his thumb and forefinger, Laxus began to play with one of his balls. "Three hits make sense, right? Nice act of karma, huh?"

Eyes widening behind the mask, Freed could only dread what was to come. He heard fabric rustling, knowing that Laxus was getting down to one knee. Freed's entire body was tense, and he knew Laxus would be smirking that sadist's smirk of his, knowing how Freed was fizzing with anxiety and anticipation. He could feel his heart hammering, his blood pumping, mind whirling.

With rampant cruelty, Laxus punched Freed in the balls.

Freed yelled into the gag, wanting to crumple up and protect himself, but the chains forbade him. He swung limply, tears pricking, agony going through him. He knew Laxus would be laughing at him, loving his pain. He could do nothing be accept it.

Another punch came and Freed all but screamed. The pain was hell. His balls were in agony. He was in a hellish heaven.

The third and final punch was the strongest of the lot, with no force held back. Freed clenched his entire body, abs flexing, teeth grinding into the gag, toes curling and shoulders scrunching.

As he limply swung, Freed felt the heat of Laxus' body getting closer. He placed a hand on Freed's cheek, cupping it in a manner that might seem gentle if Freed didn't know better. "That hurt, huh?" Laxus taunted, and Freed played his role with a pathetically weak nod. Laxus gave him a firm slap across the face. "Fuck you for thinking I owe you sympathy."

A gargled mess of sounds, meant to be 'I'm sorry sir', came through the gag.

Laxus didn't say anything for a moment, and when he did, he was on the far side of the room. The tool bench. Inspecting his instruments of torture. Freed's cock jerked and leaked and the promised pain.

"You ain't subtle, y'know," Laxus hummed, something rattling as he moved. "Setting up that bet, being a fucking brat like I wouldn't pick up on it, then losing on purpose. Pretty obvious you wanted me to lock you up."

The sound of something sharp thwipping through the air made Freed flinch.

"So, it's weird that you couldn't last the full time in the cage, ain't it," Laxus' voice was closer now. Freed let out a wavy breath. "So, I can only guess that you wanted the punishment, right?"

Freed nodded. He did. He needed this pain.

"Then let's make sure you really learn your lesson, y' fucking little slut," Laxus growled.

Without warning nor preamble, Laxus slammed his clenched fist into Freed's stomach, vicious and unrelenting. Freed coughed into the gag, abs flexing and contracting as pain danced through them. It was a nasty sucker punch, and one he was sure Laxus had felt tingling down his spine. Freed could have cum just from the brutality of it, and his coughing gave way for needy moans.

The sound of something thin and sharp cut through the air again, closer this time. It circled him. Laxus was signifying where he was. Behind him, with the cane in hand and ready to use. The cane, made from bamboo and knotted in places, was the most devastating whipper they had.

Three quick strikes hit the back of his thighs, and his scream of agony sent slobber around his gag. Laxus didn't relent, hitting again and again, up and down the back of Freed's thighs. Freed could do nothing but pathetically struggle against his chains, helpless and needy and loving the torture his husband inflicted. Every hit was perfection, every blister a kiss, every laugh a declaration of Laxus' love.

Fuck, Freed loved it when Laxus was his truly sadistic self.

This hurt in all the best ways. The addiction to pain was something Freed adored. He loved the helplessness. The mindlessness. The overwhelming feeling of skin breaking under his lover's torment. This was scratching the itch. The itch that was always there, taunting him to claw and rip at his own skin, to feel pain. To feel alive. To be good. To be beaten and bruised. To be alive in a way a man only can when he's in true euphoric agony.

"Fuck, look at your cock," Laxus taunted. "How the hell you enjoy this I'll never get. Fucking creep."

A hack of spit hit Freed directly on the face, sliding down his tear and sweat slicked skin and sliding under the gag. He tried to swallow it. Tried to ingest the subjugation. Tried to prove that, even with whatever tiny scraps of freedom left over, he would bend the knee to his dominant's mercy.

"Pervert," Laxus snapped. "Fucking revolting how you're enjoying this."

Freed nodded, and Laxus punched him in the gut again. Every muscle tensed in explicit awfulness that had his cock leaking and juddering. He could cum like this so easily. He could let the feeling take over and just feel wonderful. But Laxus hadn't allowed it, so he clenched everything, strong muscle contracting all over his body. He felt as much as heard Laxus laugh.

"Getting close huh?" He taunted. "Lemme guess. You want me to fuck you, right? Nice and hard. Nice and rough. With how you took the punches, you're really into the pain today. Bet you don't even want lube, do ya?"

Freed shook his head.

"You think you can take twenty canes to the ass without crying?" Laxus all but cooed, stroking the cane over Freed's pert ass. Freed took a second before shaking his head no again. "Then let's give ya thirty, so yer fucking weeping."

Eyes wide, Freed tried to swallow his nerves and his spit. He'd never had thirty before. It was an intoxicating promise.

"Count 'em out for me," Laxus demanded, and Freed gave a weak nod

The first hit was terrible. It struck dead on, sending fire through his nerves. The blistering was brutal, and Freed found himself limbless at its mercy, ass yearning for more. He garbled out the number one. Laxus gave him a gentle pat on the shoulder to praise him, before the next excruciating whip of the cane hit his ass.

Hit after hit came, each worse than the last. It was blistering and brutal, and the torment of being held to account in counting out the hits only added to the overwhelming perfect misery. He was limp in his chains, no longer fighting it anymore. The pain was all there was. The promise of more. The lingering hell of the previous. The tantalising threat of being rough fucked while raw and bleeding. God, he was being treated tonight. Treated terribly and exactly as he wanted.

At some point, his mind went blank. There was the hit, the number, and the anticipation. No more. No less. Just his own personal hell.

"Thirty." Freed croaked out over the gag, and Laxus gave him a slap on the back.

"Good boy," Laxus praised, kissing Freed below his obstructed eyes. "Gonna have to wring out that gag you cried so much. Hot as fuck."

Freed bloomed at the kind words, but knew venom would soon follow in some way. He focused on getting his footing as he heard Laxus at the tool table, his ass stinging raw and small drops of blood sliding down his legs as he did it. He wouldn't be able to sit comfortably for weeks – Laxus had made sure of it – and he knew that Laxus would be making the most of that.

His cock was taken in an unkind, warm hand without warning. Something chillingly cold was forced down his dick, then clamped around his sac. The moment he realised what it was, he tried to argue. A cock ring! Laxus was forbidding him from cumming after all of this!

"You better not be fucking arguing," Laxus snapped, voice very close. Freed could feel hot breath on his face. "You owed me ten straight days of chastity and I didn't get it. The second I say we're done here, you're gonna find a way to get your cock soft without feeling good about it, and you're going back in a cage. And until you've given me my ten unbroken days, you ain't fucking cumming."

Freed wanted to argue, but the weight of Laxus' glare bore heavy even though he couldn't see it. He gave the weakest, smallest nod he could.

A clunk came from above, and Freed felt the shackles around his wrists fall loose. His arms fell immediately, weak and limp and useless. As blood flowed back to them, he felt Laxus unlocking the spreader bar that kept his legs apart. He stepped out of the binds when Laxus prompted,

He was given a moment to let his limbs come back to life, but the second they were, Laxus planted a heavy hand on Freed's neck and guided him to another part of the room. Something hard and textured hit his waist. The sturdy, wooden pommel horse. Laxus pushed hard on Freed's neck, bending him over at a ninety-degree angle, kicking his ankles apart and spreading him fully.

Laxus slid his zipper down, and Freed groaned.

Fuck, the image of the two of them was enough to drive a man crazy. Laxus, in his best suit – the same damn suit he wore to parties and guild events that required formality – and Freed naked, bleeding, bruised and bent over. The man in charge, and his plaything. Nothing could be better.

With heavy weight, Laxus dropped his cock into the crease of Freed's ass. The thick monster of a thing rubbed gently, tauntingly, with every shift of movement Laxus made.

Not affording Freed a warning, Laxus positioned himself at Freed's hole. He took no time nor mercy. He plunged in, splitting Freed apart and sending roaring torment through his bruised and battered body. Laxus' hips rutted against the blisters and cuts from the cane, stinging pressure almost relieving from the stretch of his unprepared ass. He screamed into his gag, eyes rolling into the back of his head as Laxus grabbed his hair and pulled.

The fucking was brutal in all senses of the word. Fast. Inelegant. Nasty. Endless. Slaps all over Freed's body accompanied the thrusts, and more than once Laxus spat on Freed just because he could.

Freed felt on the edge of cumming, and it was a tortuous edging. He wanted the pleasure. He had warned it. He needed it. He would get it. But Laxus wouldn't let him. The cock ring wouldn't let him. Laxus said no, and Freed would have to deal with it. All he could do was scream and moan and write and buck into Laxus' powerful, endless, horrible, wonderful fucking.

"Fuck!" Laxus yelled with sudden ferocity. "Fuuuck!"

The hand in Freed's hair tightened its grip. Laxus fucked his dick as deep as it would go, pushing against Freed's devastated ass. Cum shot deep inside of him, spilling out and mingling with the spots of blood, leaving him well and truly fucked.

Hopelessly, Freed knew the night was done. Laxus had hurt him, and had his own pleasure. He needed nothing more. Certainly not Freed's orgasm.

Laxus pulled out with the same care he'd given Freed through the night, leaving him empty and shuddering. He gave Freed a sharp slap on his aching ass, and Freed could do nothing but whine. He heard Laxus dip a cloth into water and wipe himself clean. He didn't clean up Freed. That would be too kind, and Laxus wasn't in a kind mood. Once the telltale sound of a zipper echoed through the quiet, Laxus walked to Freed, who hadn't dared moved from the pommel horse.

"You remember what I said?" Laxus asked, sliding the cock ring off Freed's dick. "You don't get to cum." He removed the gag. "If you do, I'll fuck you rougher than I just did, in the middle of the goddamn guildhall." He ripped the blindfold off, and Freed had to blink to adjust to the light. "You ain't leaving this room until you're locked up again, then you come to me for inspection."

Another slap to his raw ass was Freed's dismissal, and he looked to his side, where a new chastity cage was waiting for him. Tiny, with screws meant to cause his dick agony, and made of cold metal.

The ultimate punishment.

It was exactly what he needed and deserved.

[kiliinstinct]

One-Shot Master List

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◘ Fairy Tail

➸ One Shots

Primal: ◬

Soft Caress: ◬

Dancing Flames: ◬

Tease: ◬

The Mood: Rekindled: ◬

What Doesn’t Submit:

Progression of Attraction:

Don’t Think About It:

Under The Starlight: ◬

None The Wiser: ◬

Under The Table: ◬

Wash Away My Tears:

The Matching Scale: ◬

Settling With Insecurity: ◬

The Morning After: ◬

Then It All Flips:

A Moment In Time:

Mindsplitting:

Mistletoe Claim:

Sun In The Rain:

Difference In Opinion: ◬

All In: ◬

Fire Sprite No. 5:

The Concept of Ready:

M.U.T.B:

Warm Comforts:

Untitled Guardian Angel AU:

Have You Missed Me?: ◬

Brother’s Wingman:

In The Garden:

Stood Up:

EOTW:

Refinement:

Transient -

The Secret -

A Slushie a Day

The Forbidden Temple

Taste Test -

In The Closet ◬

His Sun and Stars

Hand of Sorrow

Hyper Focus

Side-Lines

Closure

Snowflakes on Shadows ✮

A Celestial Promise ✮

◘ Genshin Impact

➸ One Shots

Of Rumors And Almond Tofu

Magnetism ✮

◘ Misc.

➸ One Shots

Our Hearts Talk On The Ice - Yuri on Ice 

A Realization From Ice Cream - Yu Yu Hakusho

Before The Storm - Legend of Zelda

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[dootznbootz]

I’m sorry I really want to like Epic more than I do, but the music is far too “tiktok-ish” for my personal musical theater tastes. I can appreciate it getting more people into The Odyssey and greater Greek mythology at least

Pfft, Dear Anon, that's perfectly fine! It's not something to feel "guilty" about.

And yeah, I can see what you mean by "tiktok-ish" and I don't even have a tiktok! I'm easily entertained and in general, light/bubbly/"skip in my step" type of songs are my thing :P

I really like the music, and I mean, it got ME into the Odyssey. The Odyssey will always be incredible and amazing but out of all 21st century adaptations, I think it does pretty good and it's fun!

I mean, I love and use the Sources only for my writing basically and only take like, one sprinkle from Epic as an inspo or a lyric or something. I'm basically a "full Epic Cycle inspiration" writer xD and I personally get REALLY annoyed whenever people try and talk about The Odyssey when they really mean Epic.

Anything with Polites? Epic. Anything with Odysseus sacrificing 6 men? Epic. Odysseus is a simp who loves his wife? Epic AND Odyssey. Odysseus doesn't cheat on Penelope? Epic AND Odyssey. Diomedes in Ithaca? Iliad/Odyssey AU. I know people won't stop tagging things funky but aaaaaaaaaaa

And Anon, I mean if it makes you feel better, I don't like Les Mis too much or High School Musical. :P Idk why, it's not a vibe for me. I get a lot of shit for not liking them. xD

[laramcelino]

GUYS GUYS HAVE YOU SEEN THE ONE SHOT????

Great stars I'm sooooo emotional

All the guild going after Natsu

Levy and Wendy helping Lucy with her clothes

Erza being a great sister <3

DAMN THE CAT FREED GOT ME I LAUGHED SO HARD MY COWORKER TOUGH I HAD A STROKE

NATSU IS A BABY

I love him, he is too precious, he thinks of everyone, he wants an adventure with his best friends, his FAMILY, I'm sobbing

This made me want Fairy tail to be so much longer, I miss it </3

[angiecakes1990]

Natsu being a cutie in the new one shot 🥰🥰

[itsfasterifyouroll]

god bless