#because he always wanted to be loke his father

[pencilofawesomeness]

Hello! Hope your having a good day! I had some questions about the Tenrou Arc of your HTRYDS series and some other things. I absolutely love it, btw. Now any other FT fic I read is being filtered through the lens of your writing.

First things first, the outside interference. It was stated that only Fairy Tail members can find Tenrou Island. Yet, the Rune Knights somehow found it. Granted, Doronbolt/Mest was there pretending to be Mystogan's apprentice but it's not as if they put a tracker on him (or did they?) to find it.

At one point I thought that it had an invisibility spell around it that only allowed those who have the guild mark to see it but it just didn't make sense. But maybe it's just that you have to know /precisely/ where it is to get there, otherwise you just can't find it.

It would explain how Zeref is able to visit Mavis' grave, how Precht was able to go back there with his dark guild because I sincerely doubt he still had his Fairy Tail mark and even how an exiled Laxus managed to turn up in time. Even Canon Acnologia was probably there to have a fight with Zeref and was honing in on his magic. Just wondering how exactly the mass migration to a supposedly unfindable (is that a word?) island happened in your universe?

Next, will Zeref be there? I saw an old ask saying that Acno would have gotten rid of him in order not to endanger his guildmates but I have a (rather weak) counter point. Acno has seen him on Tenrou multiple times and knows he's usually somewhat stable when he's there. Also, he didn't let Natsu know about these encounters and as far as I remember it upset Natsu greatly when it finally came to light. So he probably wouldn't, just to give Natsu an opportunity for closure.

Having Zeref there is also an amazing opportunity to brandish the Sad Boi Stick at the maximum amount of people at the same time. There's of course Natsu with his multitude of issues, than there's Gray with his Deliora related trauma and meeting the guy who made it is going to be rough. Not to forget Erik and Erza with the whole Tower of Heaven trauma package. And you just know Jellal is going to recognize him as the guy who un-mind-controlled (again, is this a word?) him and then find out he's /the/ Zeref and promptly double the amount of angst he experiences. Just all around bad vibes.

On that note, I had this image in my head after that one chapter of Demon Tails that just really fits in this arc I think.

Levy, continuosly slapping Zeref: that's for turning Natsu into a demon *slap*, that's for abandoning your little brother *slap*, that's for the R-system *slap*, that's for traumatizing Jellal *slap*, that's for making Deliora *slap*, that's for Gray's Master Ur *slap*, that's for Erza *slap*, that's for Erik *slap*, that's for being a lousy father to your child *slap*, that's for all the cultists *slap*, that's for...

Acnologia in the background to Gajeel: She'll make a fine daughter-in-law one day.

Another thing, if not Zeref, can it be Larcade there? Maybe at the same time even? It would make one fine Dragneel family reunion. Maybe he just wanted to know where his father always goes on one particular date? Maybe he got interested who his mother was and decided to do a little ancestry research? Maybe he just wanted to see his uncle again? I don't know, I just really want that child to have some familial love and support.

Also, Loke! I really want to find out more about this kitty. I'm so happy you are making him more person shaped. But in more relevance to this arc my question is: will he somehow get a clue to the whole Anksheram situation? If he does, will he tell Natsu? I just really want him to be relevant to the plot and not just be another name to memorize and promptly forget. He had the potential to be so interesting, I'm glad you're doing him justice.

Also, if you could share some headcanons about My Boi Freed? That would be great!

Sorry for the long ask! Feel free to ignore any questions you don't like. I was just thinking about this AU for some time now and needed to get this off my chest. Take care of yourself! 😘

Fam I straight up lost/forgot about this (I am so bad at remembering asks sometimes and then I Feel Bad I haven't answered and take even longer to reply I am so so sorry)

I presume that it's not impossible to find, just hard. Like dragons finding the dragon nest sort of thing: Fairy Tail members can feel the pull of magic, but anybody else would be lost if they didn't know what they are looking for. Mavis probably has a soft form of cloaking on the island but it's also a whole-ass island so you can only hide it so well. I presume Zeref just knows where it is now and can teleport to it, and the Rune Knights could communicate with Mest/Doranbolt so they probably cheesed some directions that way. Then Acnologia can track magic itself I imagine, so he seemed to be chasing Zeref and Zeref happened to be on Tenrou. Then of course Grimoire Heart got there because Precht would have known from before.

As for how it will go in HTRYDS, there will be distinctly less mass migration from outside sources for a multitude of reasons lol. However Zeref will absolutely be there. I promise you I too have thought of all of those fun juicy bits that his presence will bring and I am so ready for it :D

I agree Levy should totally get to yell at him in nerd to nerd warfare. The battle of scripts, if you will. If I end up writing a confrontation in it'll be your fault <3

Oh trust me Loke wormed his way into being an integral part of the plot. And he *is* learning to be more communicative; it's a work in progress but we coming along. As for the Ankhseram situation, she's a bit harder for him to spot then Seun because Loke never knew her personally. However, he does definitely exist for me to reveal plot points from time to time ahahaha. Perks of having an ancient guy in the cast.

Freed headcanons, hm? I gotta figure out which ones aren't spoilers ahahaha. I guess the Obvious one that isn't really a spoiler with how many times I hint at it is that he's half-demon, half-human. He has a complex about it. In the looser, more fun sense, he has rich boy vibes and he custom-tailors all of his clothes. He runs on the cold side which is how he gets away with wearing a heavier coat literally all the time, and his icy little hands never get sweaty around his sword. He's stereotypical in the sense that he enjoys classical music and that's all he listens to; he tried to get into rock because of Laxus but he failed. (It'll grow on him eventually though.) He loves to read and he absolutely reads cheesy romance fiction of all sexualities; he cries at all of the emotional parts. He's also the guy who orders vanilla at the ice cream parlor, though he can be heckled into being experimental.

[callsignbaphomet]

Heyyy!!! I'm here to gift your inbox with a post work vibe post lol

What skyrim race comes to mind when I think about the boys! (Purely off vibes given i don't 100% know what they actually are)

So with Uthorim we all know he is orc but I also feel there's some redguard in there! Gives some speculation to his ever mysterious parents ;p

LoLo pops up in my head as Nord but with speckles of wood elf. Very strong, agile, and deadly! 💚

Jelani of course comes up as dark elf/redguard. Very mysterious, very stabby stabby, very loveable!

Angelus is high elf or more so snow elf! Big I'll end you and make it look beautiful vibes ✨️

You're the best as always! <3333÷

Lol love that Uth!

Honestly, you are very on point!

Loke and Jelani are both half Nord, half Redguard. Ingvarr is a Nord and Sanaa is a Redguard.

Now, Bethesda handled mixed children rather poorly. See, in Bethesda's terms both Loke and Jelani should have looked like Sanaa since the children will all look and be the race or species of the birth parent. I honestly hate that so it's one of those lore rules I break and throw away because it just does not make sense at all or work in the case of Jelani.

Jelani (in Oracle) is mixed, his dad is a white man and his mom is a black woman. I even designed both parents according to him since I made him first. He has Ingvarr's eye color and hair texture. He has Sanaa's nose, lips and her dark skin. Personality wise he's all Ingvarr lol.

As much as it pains him and he hates it Loke has a different birth mother and he has her red hair and very pale skin, eye color, as well as a bunch of inherited conditions. The freckles he got from Ingvarr.

Now, Loke is kind of a "problem" when it comes to the AUs because Loke is Sanaa's adopted son. Both treat each other and consider each other mother and son. Not once has he ever referred to that woman as his step-mother or Jelani as his step-brother. Sanaa is his mother and Jelani is his brother.

But the birth mother is not present in any of the AUs except for the FO76 AU. So going back to Skyrim, Fallout and any other AU where this is the case we just have to hand wave the fact that Loke looks nothing like his mother 😅🫣

Lol Loki wishes he was agile. That boy is all strength and tanking. Only times he's agile is when he's tossing and turning while asleep, when Jelani was a kid and wandering a little too far from town for his own liking and when he's making Uthorim bounce and jump on--

Actually, the parental thing comes into play in the story. Which I have a document neatly detailing Loke and Jelani's entire (TES) history. It's not finished yet.

As for Angelus...holy shit I don't know if you guessed or what but yes, he's half High Elf, half Snow Elf. His mom's a High Elf and his dad was a Snow Elf. Was, he was part of a tiny little group of Snow Elves that had survived all that time but ultimately all of them were killed. That would be thanks to Angelus's bitch of a grandmother. She's.....a very vile and horrible person, let's just leave it at that. When she found out her one and only daughter "ruined" the bloodline when mixing with a lowly race (to her everything not Altmer is low) she hired some people to hunt them down and kill them all. His mom died of a disease when he was 3 and he was raised by his grandmother. During those years she had no one opposing her teachings unfortunately so Angelus was well on his way to being just like her. Since he doesn't have that (god awful yellow, sorry not sorry, I really hate it) skin tone she told him and everyone else it was a rare defect.

So yeah, he was raised without knowing who his father really was, never knowing of his full heritage and being pro Aldmeri Dominion and just looking down on anyone being a High Elf.

So what happened? His grandmother was trying to get him to marry into a family she chose so he wouldn't do what his mother did. Problem was he didn't want to be forced to marry anyone, much less at 19, and he's gay. His grandmother chose a family with only daughters. So he took the inheritance his mother left him, changed his name to something not Altmer sounding (Angelus) and moved to Skyrim because he knew his grandmother wouldn't follow him there. He spent a few years there and his mentality slowly began to change and when he was 27 he met Jelani (18 at the time), Loke and Uthorim and over the course of a year living with them his attitude about everything drastically changed and it was during that year he slowly fell in love with what he calls "his little bat".

His attitude and mentality may have changed and he denounced everything his grandmother taught him but he's still a spoiled brat who likes to spoil his boyfriend and his two fathers-in-law.

In Skyrim he'll also get a chance to maybe discover and explore his Snow Elf side.

Also omfg you're the best and ilu! 💖

[marisoft-paint-adventures]

Pgs. 214-247

it’s her.

Rope Lalope.

icon for weird goths who for some reason decide to live in the Midwest, those who can somehow still enjoy Lovecraft while knowing the truth of his fucking cat, and

I don’t think WLW ships have ever been the same since the advent of The Rosemary from The Homestuck,

or if I want to sound like a fuckin goofy ass oldhead, femslash.

the thing is that I cannot identify any actual concrete change in general fandom and shipping post-HS, I just feel it. I can feel that something within the universe’s structure changed the moment grimdark gorl and sparkly gay vampire got together.

but I’m talking about a character that hasn’t even shown up yet.

also front facing Rose is fucking haunting stop please.

[insert dabbing joke here.]

the fucking haunting violin refrain flash is so good I love how her movements sync up with the song.

not gonna gush about Aggrieve the same way as Showtime because come on it’s fucking Showtime, but Aggrieve is still very much up there.

Since your good for nothing friend is obviously not going to bail you out in time, you issue words of parting fondness to dear, sweet Liv. Oh, if only Affleck could have been the one to make the final sacrifice instead of her stubborn, blue collar, salt-of-the-earth father. Then she would fall into your arms for consolation, and YOU would be the one to make the deceased Bruce Willis proud.

the crush on Liv Tyler is not explored enough in fandom, I need to know how much John imprints her on his other romance options. how much of a Liv Tyler is Vriska, these are the fucking questions people.

Your panoramic window offers a view of your yard below, and the mausoleum housing your dead cat, JASPERS, who died when you were young. Your MOM had the structure erected with a spirit of scornful IRONY in response to your youthfully innocent request to hold a funeral for the animal. At least, that is how you have come to interpret the gesture in retrospect.

compared to John’s struggle with the clownkind, Rose has a much more grounded strife with her parental figure.

I say that but Rose takes this shit to an 11.

regardless, a parent that constantly performs malicious compliance with a hint of irony isn’t unbelievable, neither is someone fooling themselves into thinking their guardian is operating as such due to a general disconnect and the feeling of not having enough attention.

with all of this established,

it’s still really fucking funny,

because Rose will stare down Mom with sheer contempt thinking “SHE’S FUCKING WITH YOU! SHE’S TRYING TO GET TO YOU! DO NOT GIVE IN TO HER GAMES!” as she stands around vacuuming jackshit, probably having no thoughts in her fucking head except for “I love household chores. :))))))”

WIZARDS.RAR.

genuinely the funniest story surrounding Homestuck, Andrew Hussie risked their entire PC for a bunch of fucking stupid wizard pngs.

the Egberts do high action cake forcefeeding, the Lalondes do drunken covert operations, the Striders DO MAD NINJA TRICKS.

GIRL IS DRENCHED.

early HS art is so fucking pretty. everyone’s always on about the kids looking like bobbleheads and that’s good but the environments are so fucking good as well.

iconic panel, banger panel. look at how her knees do the swirly thing.

CRINGE MAC USER.

you’re making the John nervous!!! Egberts only do this under high stress!!! help him!!!

TT: And the content of the card appears to be variable from session to session. TT: In one instance it was described as an "eggy loking thign" [sic].

presenting without comment.

“John: Take bite of apple.” is a really good ending flash in which John takes a bite out of an apple 

and then gets fucking nuked. 

the act then ends there.

a marvel that the only reason John lived was because he did what looked like the goofiest option ever. did the apple even taste good? what the fuck is cruxite made of???? I guess it’s edible??? might be candy, is it candy??? do they come in different flavors???

after way too long, Act 1 is finally fucking done, yet the more I read it, the shorter it feels. I can’t tell if it’s because I don’t need to absorb the tutorial stuff due to being familiar with the comic already, or because I’m anticipating when shit really goes crazy later on. maybe a bit of both. it certainly preps me for the art style, the flowery language, the weird humor, and so on.

I can say that Act 1 is

fine.

it is of good quality.

nothing groundbreaking and not the best,

but enjoyable nonetheless.

I get that it’s a bit slow and nothing really happens, but I’m able to entertain myself with the page to page shenanigans and good character interactions.

honestly I don’t understand how people skipped this act at all, how the fuck do you skip the start of the story??? don’t you want to like

understand

what is happening

and who these people are???

especially the later part, so much Homestuck skipping was for the sake of immediately getting to the character interactions, but

there are character interactions here,

and

you learn who the characters even are.

like what the fuck, the introduction to the characters and their dynamics should be key to being invested in them, but I guess not because some people were able to just jump in the middle and grow attached while not knowing what the fuck is going on.

in conclusion: people who skipped Act 1 are cringe, and have doomed themselves. Act 1 good.

[pics-and-fanfics]

Oops?

Pairing: Friend!Loki x F!Reader

Warnings: Reader is about 15! Tony is a shitty dad, dirty talk, slight violence, people being… inappropriate (mainly men), dumb jokes and stupid nicknames, light cursing, mentions of attempted SA and attempted rape

Summary: You dad, Tony Stark, made you go to a gala with him and the other Avengers, where you get into a little trouble…

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You took a sip of your apple cider, wishing you hadn’t been forced to come to this stupid party. You glare at the back of your dads head, wishing you could drill a hole into a skull. You didn’t want to be here, and last time you’d come to one, you’d gotten in so much trouble.

Spilling juice on a guest, knocking over a table full of food, and accidentally unplugging the sound system when you tripped over a cord.

Yeah, not fun being grounded for 2 weeks because of all that. “Enjoying yourself, my lady?” Loki asks, and you whirl around, the skirt of your dress flaring. You smile, shoving his shoulder before giving him a side hug.

“Why, good evening, dickhead!” you say, and Loki laughs. “Wow, you really clean up well. Look at you, all dapper and shit. Looks nice on you, Lokes.” You see Loki smile, and you cross your eyes at him, making him laugh again.

“You look very nice yourself, m’lady. I see you got a new dress.” You snort, leaning back on the counter, taking a sip out of your sparkling apple cider. “Against my will. I didn’t even wanna come. These are always so dumb, dad remembers what happened last time he dragged me to one.”

“What happened?” Natasha asks, suddenly at your other shoulder, making you screech, putting a hand to your chest. “Oh my god, don’t do that!” you say taking a deep breath.

“What happened last time?” Natasha asks again, and you groan.

“Accidentally unplugged the sound system after I tripped, flipped over a table trying to hide, and spilled my juice on a very disgruntled man who demanded that I, a 7 year old, pay to replace his suit.” you say, listing them off with your fingers. “At least, that’s what I remember. Yeah, I got grounded for 2 weeks.”

“Alright, I’m gonna go beat Tony up-“ “No!” you say, grabbing Nat’s arm before she could stalk off. “It’s fine.”

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“I’ll give you three seconds to apologize before I make you need to go to a hospital.” you say, flipping your bottle upside down and catching the neck.

“Pfft, as if I would apologize when I know that’s what you want.”

“One.”

“Oh wah, did you not expect that? Come on baby-“

“TWO.”

“I know you’ll love it, your pretty little lips wrapped around my-“

SMACK!

The sound echoes throughout the ballroom, then a dull thud as the man hits the floor. You look down at him, hitting his leg with the heel of your stilettos.

“Hahahahahaha, I’m sure everything’s fine- Y/n what did you do?” Your father asks, and you crinkle your face.

“I only gave him what he deserved, Daddy. Such a vile man shouldn’t be around children, I’m sure his wife would love to know that.” you say, raising your voice. “He tried to rape me.”

You saw the way his face fell, then anger filled his eyes with fire. “He what, honey?”

“I believe his exact words were, and I quote, ‘Come on baby, I know you’ll love it, your pretty little lips wrapped around my fat cock while I fuck your throat until you can’t speak for a week.’” You see Loki stalking towards you through the crowd, people moving out of his way, almost like the air around him was poison.

“Are you alright?” Loki asked when he reached you, looking you over. If there was so much as a scratch on his best friend, he may just end back up in the dungeons on Asgard.

“Oh no, I’m fine. But he’s probably not.” you say, and Loki looks down as you kick the man for good measure. “Didn’t know an apple cider bottle would do that much, though. Would’ve thought it’d take a few more hits to knock him out. Which would have let me beat his face in with no consequences, but oh well.”

Your last three words were higher pitched, almost like you were upset. Oh wait, you should be, this man just tried to rape you. Yes, Loki was about to commit an act of murder.

🍾🤬

You didn’t get in trouble, you were actually applauded for defending yourself.

You flop down on your couch back at the Tower, sitting next to Loki. You’d finally gotten out of the dress, and changed into a pair of shorts and a baggy shirt. Within seconds you were snoring.

Loki smiles, shaking his head as he went back to his book. Some things never change.

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Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed, and I’m glad I got this shit off my brain. It seems as if all I’ve done today is think of writing, but I’ve only written two things! Don’t forget to lmk if u wanna be tagged in the future! (Ignore the fact I’m being lazy I wrote this at 7 and I wanna read. tryna finish quicker)

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GRAY IS CANA'S FIRST KISS. I've actually written a drabble that depicts how it would have gone, but while it started off as a dare, it was one of the most genuine and endearing moments of Cana's childhood. It's something that Cana and Gray don't really talk about, but it's a memory that Cana treasures' a lot, perhaps more than Gray realizes. The only time it's ever mentioned is while Cana and Loke start dating, much to his dismay surprise.

BOTH GRAY AND CANA WERE KNOWN TROUBLEMAKERS WITHIN THE ORPHANAGE. I can see the two of them having the same mentality of 'us against the world' for the first year or so when they joined Fairy Tail, and this carried over while staying at the orphanage. Because their sponsorship granted them housing at the orphanage, this meant that Father Block was their acting guardian. Unfortunately, since Father Block belongs to the Magnolia church, he would have instilled a lot of the church teachings that Cana and Gray...do not follow lol. This meant a lot of clashing between Father Block (the only authority figure who cared for them) and the kids, causing a lot of friction within the orphanage. As a result, they got in a lot of trouble. Not enough to cause their sponsorship to be revoked, but they were punished quite a bit. More often than not, Cana would find a way to sleep at the guild by hiding in the infirmary the majority of the time, and because Gray tagged along ( either because he was worried about her or because he also didn't want to stay at the orphanage with Father Block ), the two would often get caught and end up being dragged back to Father Block. This continued for several years, much to his aggravation until they both turned 13, at which point Cana would have moved in with Mirajane and the Strauss's place, while Gray would bounce between the guild and Mira's place until they both turned 15 and could legally take jobs within Fairy Tail to start earning money to afford their own place.

FOR A WHILE, CANA SMOKED WITH GRAY DURING THEIR TEENHOOD BUT EVENTUALLY QUIT TO START DRINKING INSTEAD. With both of them having a cocktail of trauma to cope with, the two of them are no strangers to turning to illicit substances to manage their trauma. Both Gray and Cana tried smoking to see if it would help ease their anxieties, but Cana wasn't keen on continuing. She'll smoke recreationally, especially while together with Gray and Loke, but that's all. There has also been a point of contention between Cana and Gray regarding the fact that he continues to smoke, but the argument always circles back to Cana's excessive drinking, leaving them both at an impasse. They both know that their hypocrites, but will still hassle each other to quit drinking or smoking. It's a fruitless endeavor, but it's still one that they hope the other will stop someday.

DESPITE HIS BEST EFFORTS TO KEEP HIS STRIPPING COMPULSION UNDER CONTROL, GRAY HAS ONLY BEEN NAKED AROUND CANA ONE TIME. It had been a complete accident and it was something completely unexpected for either of them. As awkward as the entire thing was ( and something that Cana will never forget ), Cana is kind enough to find the clothes that he had discarded without comment. Since then, Gray has apologized to Cana and has since taken steps to make sure he doesn't let his compulsion create an embarrassing situation. Cana has since taken it upon herself to be Gray's 'handler' and has helped him keep his stripping down to a minimum. This has already been established in canon of course, but in keeping with Rinn's headcanon, I wanted to emphasize that while Cana doesn't know what the source of Gray's trauma and PTSD stems from, all she knows is that there's a pattern between when he's in a compromising or stressful situation and when he starts to strip. Cana just does what she can to ensure that Gray doesn't get into trouble.

[ducknotinarow]

[2k3 Raph Yvonne]

"My father, John Bishop, took your eye?" Yvonne knows the answer, he just...needs to hear it be confirmed to her again. All fingers curl into fists when it is, "I'm going to kill him. I'm actually going to fucking kill him Raphael."

Her voice is too calm. This was a deep anger; not explosive and short lived. No...no she was being serious. Taking a deep breath, she offers a smile, forced,

"Heyyyy, mind if I borrow your Sai? For you know, reasons that have no relation to this conversation what so ever," She lies through literally gritting teeth, "Oh, and while I'm at the EPF base, again, totally unrelated reasons, want me to try and find your eye? Maybe we can reattach it or something - worth a shot, isn't it?"

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The Drugs had been long flushed out of his system his head was clear again after the fog that had settled over it from how much had to keep pumping into his system. Raph may have been captured by Bishop but he made sure taking him down was one he'll of a task for them. Just didn't come out in one piece. Took his eye like some damn prize. A permeant scar he was used to scars he hand many. This was different he never noticed how much he relied on his sight till half of it was gone.

It started off small, just annoying little things. He needs to turn his head further to look at someone properly. Forgetting his eye wasn't just close when first waking up. When he biffed it trying to get on Casey's bike and no teasing followed. Dropping a mug full of the pots last bit of coffee only to hear prolicen brust. And no remarks were made only concur for Raph. When Mikey stuttered and tried to back peddle on a joke about Raph aim being bad when he missed their head. Leo taking it easy on him in training.

Just be normal! He wanted to yell and shout he knew it was gone but he wasn't broken because of it! He refused to loke Bishop be a reason he was broken! When his Sai slipped out from his hold because he missed catching it Splinter suggested they go out. And it just got worse.

They kept Raph between them, someone making sure to be right on his blond side if he tried going faster to get away they wouldn't let him shake them off. He growled under his breath tried to understand they dropped into an alleyway, and one of them grabbed his wrist because he was still out in the open. That was the final straw after two weeks of this a decent record for Raphael the hothead of the family.

He knows they were just scared and worried trying to look out for him. Trying to give him the time to heal. But Raph felt like he being cradled, he felt weak, powerless...vulnerable. and he wasn't good about being any of that. He protected them. He watched thier backs. So he torn his hand away not even sure who grabbed him at the time. He was blinded by rage, ironically. It could have been Leo, Don or Mikey he'll it could have been Casey even. He didn't care so he hollered and yelled till his thoart was raw. Everything he wanted to saw for weeks that he held back because he knew they were simply worried. But he had enough he felt like walls were closing in on him. Suffocating grasping fir air. Felt loke he was blond by a light, strapped down, a scalper to his eye. So when Bishops name suddenly left his beak? He took off.

"My father, John Bishop, took your eye?"

Raph opened his eye and titled his head to the side to look to Yvoone now. Brought out if him mind when she spoke. Why it was her he ran to he wasn't sure. Maybe because despite thier fight she saved his shell. Maybe because she always offered her home as an escapse and fuck did he need that more than anything. Maybe he just missed his sister. He came to make amended and was lucky to be let in and offered something wram to drink and get out if the rain. Slumped on her couch as he let his head rest. She asked about what happened she saved him far as he was concerned. She had every right to at least know what she saved him from.

"Yeah." He simply answered wishing to keep Bishop standing over him pushed out from his thoughts.

"I'm going to kill him. I'm actually going to fucking kill him Raphael."

He can tell by how clam her tone is that she's beyond angry over this. Was it out of protectiveness for him? Or just being passed at Bishop for going against her whole set up. He hope the latter he was so fucking tried of being treated like he needed to cared for by his brothers he didn't need her to do the same.

"Heyyyy, mind if I borrow your Sai? For you know, reasons that have no relation to this conversation what so ever,"

Raph offers a faint smirk watching how her teeth clamp down one row over the other. How the corners of her mouth froce into a tight then line smile.

"Oh, and while I'm at the EPF base, again, totally unrelated reasons, want me to try and find your eye? Maybe we can reattach it or something - worth a shot, isn't it?"

And the he laughs.

Arms moving to hold around his middle as he just laughs louder. Letting his shoulders shake in the wake of it, he wasn't laughing at her persay more just over what she said. "Yeah sure babe go on ahead. Take my sai, storm up to dear old dad of yas, and take my eye. pfft sure it'll just simply go right back in. Maybe get the rest of them to shut up if they can see the white if both of them." Despite the laugh, it was lined with bitterness and hurt, but it felt good to let it out as he leaned forward, letting his head hang between his knees a moment. She acknowledged it at least even if it was out of anger a need to get back at her old man maybe even he didn't care at least she wasn't avoiding it, making out as this awful tragic thing not to talk about!

"Think that sick fuck got it on display?" He chuckled a little over. "Do me a favor when ya go? Just bust it out and throw the bitch out a window then no one can 'Ave it."

Taking a moment to breathe, just breathe, though. Something he has been needing for a good while now.

"Von ya smart, how long do it 'ake to get use'ta missin' parts?" He was so tired of feeling like he needed his hand to be held. Running his hand over his face, feeling just around the side of his face. The right side he knows his hand is just in front of the socket but he can't...see. "is it normal for there to be pain there? It's gone what there to still hurt?" It was the most he'd been able to talk about the obvious fact that it was gone! The most normal conversation he's had in two weeks. He loves them he dose but he hates then hovering, hates them walking on egg shells around him all he did was lose a fucking eye. Make stupid jokes, scold at him still, come at him with all they have. Don't...don't treat him like this.

He's so bad about accepting that care.

He's still Raph.

Can't anyone see that?

He wasn't broken. He wasn't a busted weapon.

Still the angry shirt temper guy. Sure he'll miss a petty punch to mikey here and there just laugh and make him mkre mad.

He might misjudge his hold and drop things scold him! Get annoyed he broke your favorite mug!

Don't treat him like he's fragile and can handle the training.

He's not broken.

He was a lot. Angry, so fucking angry he never can explain what was wrong with him. Why taking it out in himself felt so good lime he deversed it. He knows there's something wrong with him, the moment he dropped it let some carefree take over him through he was given a grim reminder.

He needed the normal.

He needed anything that would ground him get Bishop out of his head. They needed to treat him like before. Not watch out for him not protect him tend to him like he was busted. Being that is what got him in Bishops hands. Suddenly his shell felt tight like someone was stepping in his plastron adding pressure under thier foot.

He needed to still be Raphael. He was still Raph to them right. Shaky hand slipped a sai out from his belt and held it out to Von, took everything not to nick himself just then and there. Peeking over to her smiling he needs her to keep doing what she was it was helping he could breath.

"I mean got four hands sure ya can handle one weapon uh then again?" Flipping the pongs to fave himself as he lifted it to his mouth slightly picking his teeth with it. "I dunno if I want ya messing with my weapon might not treat it right." Said the turtle using it like a tooth pick.

[benevolentgodloki]

Name: Loki Odinson (TVA categorised as Laufeyson but he does not consider Laufey his father and was raised as Odinson)

Nickname(s): Growing up, Loki didn't really have nicknames that weren't attributed to a situation (i.e. called 'cow' by Thor at least once because of his horns). Most of them come once he meets humans, particularly Tony Stark, whether canon ones or not, e.g. Rock of Ages, Reindeer Games, Lokes (non-canon). Arguably most things Loki gets called are one-liners never to be used again. See 'the Asgardian Mussolini' by Coulson, 'Little Blue Baby Icicle' probably coined by himself as he will have had a hand in the penning of the play about him. I think my favourite main nickname for him I ever use is a non-canonical frostiron one of Lokes.

Relationship Status: Verse dependent. Canonically single.

Gender: Genderfluid male. Capable of shifting into whatever gender he feels like at the time, but he usually identifies as male.

Romantic Orientation: (Going with Trish's one on this) Bisexual/Pansexual/Demiromantic

Preferred Pet Names: He thinks he's not a fan of them, but loved ones can prove him wrong. With frostiron, he has a fondness for Lokes. Super cutesy words usually annoy him. 'Lo' or 'Lolo' will make him very angry. Where some Lokis might enjoy those, this one loathes it.

Opinion on True Love: Categorically does not believe in it. Difficult as love is for him, he doesn't think there can ever only be one person for one person. That's not to say he can't love someone enough to essentially be monogamous, but if either of them outlive the other he wouldn't expect one of them not to find love again. Well, except for him. Love is a shock enough to him that he doesn't consciously intend to seek it despite almost constantly unconsciously doing so.

Opinion on Love at First Sight: Also does not believe in this save for the understanding that there is a chemical/magical attraction to some people from the off, a spark that people describe as this concept.

How ‘Romantic’ Are They?: Both an outrageous cynic and the soppiest idiot in the realms. Loki is quite a selfish being so he doesn't always take time to think about what others want, however he's also very 'go big or go home'. He probably won't call you petnames but he'll paint you sunsets and dance with you on starlight. He'll take you to other worlds and threaten galaxies to save you. One time, arguably, canonically, he took on the weight of the multiverse for the love of another (he had other reasons, but it was a large part of it). He might even conjure flowers.

Ideal Physical Traits: Himself. Herself. Failing that, it's a variety really as it mostly comes down to personality. He likes people who can kick his arse and snarky men with goatees. Preferably able to do some form of impressive skill.

Ideal Personality Traits: Sass. Wit. Tolerance. Sense of humour. Able to call him on his bullshit but enjoy some of it, too.

Unattractive Physical Traits: Being Thanos? Idk, I'll go with somewhat of Trish's answer of disliking a lack of hygiene, but it can depend how bad. If it's deliberate grossness, he won't like it, but post-fight grime sure.

Unattractive Personality Traits: Certain kinds of hypocrisy, lack of humour, fanaticism, self-righteousness, ignorance, cruelty.

Ideal Date: Very dependent but honestly he does like to be spoiled. Fine dining, seeing something spectacular, doing something exciting. Can be indoors or outdoors.

Do They Have a Type?: See ideal physical traits. Arguably Loki's type is Loki. But really he likes someone who can challenge him in whatever form that takes. He needs a touch of drama now and then or he gets complacent and is liable to cause it himself.

Average Relationship Length: I don't think you can put an average on Loki. Outside of fanfiction they probably don't last long because he's doomed to mess things up. In our chosen stories, as long as we want. He's as likely to have fast flings as fall hopelessly and be nigh monogamous.

Preferred Non-Sexual Intimacy: Holding each other close, firm grasps in the Asgardian way, cuddling, hand-holding, sharing magic, being let into someone's secrets.

Commitment Level: Variable. Kind of ranges from zero to clingy fool. He comes across as very flaky and makes no commitments at all through fear but once he's hooked beyond help, he's hooked until everything explodes or some other dramatic thing takes place.

Opinion of Public Affection: This really depends on partner and situation. With receiving it,he doesn't like to be embarrassed in front of others, especially other Asgardians, but he also likes to look important. Giving it is similar and depends on partner. Sometimes he wants to show off and/or tease his partner. Sometimes he can be quite private about it.

Past Relationships?: Varied dalliances. I generally hc he had a few spicy encounters with Fandral that involved varying amounts of trickery or them being too drunk to stop themselves. Some younger shenanigans with Lorelei and later on a fleeting fling with Amora before everything turned sour.

tagged by:// @what-the-stark and @kissedbymischief (thanks!)

Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this. I've had this half-finished in my drafts for probably months and I finally did it 😭

[busyxfangirling]

supernatural is about men in love with dean winchester, except dean winchester

supernatural is about men in love with each other

[idy-ll-ique]

baby names

pairing: loki x pregnant!f!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none, it's very cute 😩

requested: nope

word count: ~1.6k

summary: y/n is pregnant and loki can't stay away from her

author's note: hiya peeps! a loki fic after such a long time, kinda got tired of writing bucky fics all the time,,,, (though next week there's gonna be a bucky x f!reader 👀) enjoy!

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"Loki."

"Don't call me that."

Y/N raised an eyebrow at her husband and he grumbled angrily, pulling her closer to him. "Sweetheart," Y/N began, "You should go." Loki whined childishly, burying his face in her shoulder. "I'm not going anywhere," he firmly mumbled Y/N sighed, running her hand through his silky soft hair. "6th time. Yet they always invite you. Why aren't you leaving the house?"

"Because you're pregnant! I'm not going anywhere until the baby is safely out of you and you both are well taken care of." Y/N smiled softly at his concern but pulled away from Loki. "Well I think you need some sun, you should go. And no is not an option. You know what? I'm calling Tony right now and telling him you are going with all of them." Before Loki could object, Y/N picked up her phone and called Tony.

Loki had been invited by Thor and the other male Avengers on a weekend trip to the beach, sponsored by Tony Stark. Everyone was going; Tony, Steve, Thor, Bruce, Clint, Scott, Sam, Bucky, Vision… they'd also invited Loki, since he had now permanently settled on Midgard with his lovely wife Y/N, but he'd initially refused because he didn't want to leave Y/N alone.

She was 8½ months pregnant. Though there was still a week or two of estimated time remaining for the birth, Loki didn't want to leave because what if the baby came early? Tony, Clint and Scott, who were also fathers, had assured him several times since Y/N's pregnancy announcement that the baby would be okay, Y/N would be okay but he still worried himself sick everyday.

"Do I absolutely have to go?" Loki groaned, lying flat on his back on the bed as Y/N sat back down after her chat with Tony. "Yes. I need some time alone— you need some time alone. You're gonna give yourself a heart attack one day by how much you worry over this baby of ours. A nice trip to the beach with clear skies and golden sand and the blue sea will do you much good."

Loki sulked. Y/N, getting a teasing smirk on her face, nudged his shoulder. "Hey, there are gonna be girls in skimpy bikinis on the beach, you know," she suggested and Loki made a face, pulling Y/N down to give her a deep kiss. "I love you," he glared at her, "I don't care about those scantily dressed women. Fine, if it makes you feel better, I'll go."

"Yay! Now I can call Wanda and Nat and Sharon and Pepper and Maria and Darcy over so we can have our own day out! It's gonna be awesome," Y/N squealed, already busy texting as Loki sputtered.

Is that why she wants me out of the house that bad?

He couldn't blame her, though, the pregnancy had taken a toll on both the parents. Y/N used to be in pain all the time, had severe nausea and couldn't go out with all her friends like she used to. Now that the symptoms had started wearing off, he really couldn't blame her for wanting to have a nice day out with friends. "Have fun, darling," he smiled, giving her another kiss.

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"Yo, Lokes, you ready to go?" Clint called out cheerfully as Loki walked towards the group of men, a scowl on his face. Yes, at home he'd agreed to accompany them on the trip but now that the day was actually here… "Not really but I don't have a choice," he grumbled and Steve smiled amusedly. "Y/N kick you out?" Loki rolled his eyes. "Yes, how did you know? She wants to have a girl's day out with the other ladies."

"I overheard Wanda and Natasha talking. Anyway, come on, let's hit the road!"

All of them got into two cars: Steve, Sam, Bucky, Thor and Loki in one while Clint, Scott, Tony, Bruce and Vision got into the other. Sam was driving, Steve was in the passenger seat, Bucky was in the middle seat and Thor and Loki were in the extreme back. "So, how's Y/N doing?" Bucky asked Loki, leaning back on his seat.

"She's doing well, the nausea and pain has stopped," Loki answered, following Bucky's lead. "I'm glad to hear it. Have you decided on a name? Because I assure you, Bucky is a really good contender," he grinned cheekily and even Loki laughed, shaking his head. "We haven't thought of any names as of yet."

"Are you looking for a Midgardian name or an Asgardian one?" Sam piped up. Loki blinked. "You know, that is a really good question," he muttered. "How about a Midgardian first name and an Asgardian middle name?" Steve suggested. "Why not the other way around?" Thor frowned. "Well, yeah, that works too," Steve shrugged. "Hm, that's a good suggestion. I will talk to Y/N."

"So is Bucky on the table—"

"No."

"Aw, man."

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"Hey girl, after a long time!" Natasha grinned, giving Y/N a familial hug. "Hi, gals! Yes, I even got Loki to leave, took a lot of begging but he finally agreed," she sighed. "Could've just given him head or something," Pepper muttered and Y/N burst out laughing as the other ladies gasped. "Pepper!" Sharon exclaimed, shocked.

"What? It usually works on Tony," Pepper defended herself as everyone joined Y/N in her laughter. "So, ready to shop?" All the ladies got into a 7-seater car, with Maria in the driver's seat. "Can't wait! This Avenging stuff doesn't give me time for self-care, I swear. Haven't shopped in ages!" Wanda sighed. All the women agreed with her, muttering their yesses.

"By the way, Y/N, I've wanted to ask you this for so long now, have you decided on baby names yet?" Darcy questioned with a grin. "Oh! No we haven't as of yet, I have lots of good names but I haven't talked to Loki…" Sharon looked up from her phone. "Do you have Asgardian names or like, normal, Earth names? I have a feeling that Loki would want Asgardian names," she suggested.

Y/N frowned in thought. Sharon was right; both the brothers, Loki and Thor, took great pride in their homeland. She didn't mind, to be honest, Asgardian names were wonderful. "I like Asgardian names too, though, I'm open to it," she chuckled.

"Great! So if it's a girl, Darcy—"

"Darcy!"

"What? I'm just saying…"

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"Brother?" Loki startled out of his thoughts, turning to Thor. "Sorry, I was… thinking," he cleared his throat and Thor smiled, sitting next to him. Around 6 hours had passed since they'd arrived at the resort and Loki couldn't get Y/N out of his mind. What is she doing? Is she okay? Should I go check on her? What if the baby is coming? Surely she'd call me if that happens…

"About Y/N?" Loki went red and scratched the back of his neck. "Yeah." Thor clapped him on the back once, guffawing good-naturedly. "Don't you fret, brother, the ladies she is with are extremely competent! She will be okay, and plus, the baby isn't going to be here for another week or so," Thor assured him but worry gnawed Loki. Nope, I can't do it. He abruptly stood up, startling Thor.

"I'm going home."

"Loki—"

Just a second later, Loki disappeared.

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"Mm," Y/N moaned, a spoonful of ice cream in her mouth, "Isn't it delicious? What do ya say… Rosie?" The baby kicked once. "No? Okay, well… Sarah? Petunia?" The baby kicked more. "Oh, you want masculine names, huh… Uh, Alex?" One kick. "I know, Chris!" Another kick. "Tom?" More kicks. "So you don't want Midgardian names? Well, I don't know very many Asgardian names…"

"I do."

Y/N shrieked loudly, dropping her tub of ice cream as she turned to see Loki standing near the bedroom door. "Loki?" She picked a book off the nightstand and threw it at him. He caught it easily, sitting down next to her while keeping the book where it was. She instantly cuddled into his side, tearing up. Sure, she was the one who was too eager to send him away but she was also the one who couldn't stay away from him.

"Aw, hey, I'm here, my love," Loki whispered comfortingly, rubbing her back as she sobbed into his arms. "Don't go again. I missed you," she sniffled and Loki pressed a soft kiss to her head. "That is also why I came home early, darling, I missed you too," he laughed and she snuggled even closer to him.

"Little baby Axelia missed you too— ow! No? So… what about Lucinda? Ow, ooh… Priscilla? No?" Loki watched with an infatuated smile as she tried out different names on the baby. "What if our baby wants a more masculine name, love?" he asked and she turned to him.

"Hm, have you got any names in mind?"

"Well, Barnes was suggesting we name our child Bucky—"

"Ow! Nope, they don't like it."

"Oh well. He's going to be disappointed but what the baby says goes," Loki teased and Y/N burst out laughing. She stopped all of a sudden, giving Loki a small smile. "Please don't go anywhere again," she whispered and Loki shook his head, gathering her in his arms. "I missed you just as much as you did me, Y/N, I'm not going anywhere."

"I love you."

"I love you, too, min kjæreste."

"...That's Norwegian, isn't it?"

"Beautiful, though, isn't it?

"Yes, very."

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a/n: thanks for reading, leave a like if you enjoyed!

[imagine-loki]

Swimming in the Punch, One Shot

TITLE: Swimming in the Punch CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: One Shot AUTHOR: fanficshiddles ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki messing around with spell books an accidentally shrinks you to the size of a bug … shenanigans is ensured as he tries to learn how to reverse it. RATING: M

I used Darcy for this as could so see this happening with her! 

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‘Loki, I swear to god if you don’t get me back to my original size I will taser you in the balls!’

Loki couldn’t take the tiny sized Darcy seriously as her voice even sounded a little squeakier due to her drastic change in size.

‘Do NOT laugh at me!’ She shouted up at him and put her arms over her chest as she glared at him. She stomped her foot, but it had little effect on his soft palm.

Darcy was really regretting hanging out with Loki while he messed around with some spells from old books he’d found in the library on Asgard. He had taken her with him and Thor when they went back to visit, as Darcy had always wanted to see Asgard.

Plus, Loki rather liked her company. She was one of the only mortals that he did like, actually.

But Loki accidentally said a spell wrong and ended up shrinking poor Darcy to the size of his finger. He hadn’t been able to resist laughing and scooping her onto his palm, just to emphasise the size of her now.

‘I am trying to find a spell to sort it, Darcy. Stop talking and let me look.’ He tried to keep a straight face as he put her on the desk so he could flick through the books.

Darcy sat down on the edge of the desk in a huff.

‘Brother!’ Came Thor’s voice suddenly.

Loki quickly plucked Darcy off the table and placed her on his shoulder instead, making her squeak at being manhandled like that. But it was to make sure Thor didn’t accidentally squish her.

‘You are so in trouble when I get back to my right size!’ She snapped at him.

Thor never noticed Darcy on Loki’s shoulder as he approached Loki.

‘What do you want?’ Loki drawled.

‘It is almost time for the feast. Have you seen Darcy?’

‘I’m right here.’ She shouted at Thor.

Thor narrowed his eyes and then noticed her sitting on Loki’s shoulder. ‘What… Brother, what did you do?’

‘Why do you always think it’s my fault?’ Loki mocked hurt.

‘Because it is your fault.’ Darcy said as she grabbed a strand of his hair and tugged as hard as she could and also used it to help get herself up to her feet.

‘Ow!’ Loki whined.

‘You’re so tiny, how did this happen?’ Thor asked.

‘Mr magic here was messing around with spells, that’s what.’ Darcy accused and walked over to lean against his neck.

‘And I will sort it, I said I would.’

‘Well… Father and mother are expecting us.’ Thor said and motioned to go with him.

‘You best stay here, Darcy. It won’t be’

‘NO!’ Darcy smacked at his hand as Loki reached for her again, making him pause. ‘You are NOT leaving me alone while I am like this. Take me with you.’ She said firmly.

Loki rolled his eyes. ‘So small, but still so bossy.’ He sighed and started walking with Thor. Darcy almost lost her balance, so she sat down on his shoulder again to keep steady.

But she couldn’t resist tugging on his hair now and then on the way to the banquet hall.

‘If you don’t stop pulling my hair, I will flick you off my shoulder and you can take your chances walking back to your chambers.’ He growled in warning.

‘Spoil sport.’ Darcy muttered. ‘It’s your fault I’m this size in the first place, you should be taking pity on me.’

As they were about to enter the hall, Darcy suddenly had an idea.

‘Hey, Lokes…’

‘What have I told you about calling me that.’ He muttered as Thor went ahead inside.

‘Yeah, whatever. But we could have some fun with this, you know…’ She grinned as Loki turned his head to look at little Darcy on his shoulder, an eyebrow raised as a slow smirk spread across his face too.

-

Loki had excused Darcy’s absence when he entered the hall, saying that she wasn’t feeling overly great. Thor just looked confused, but didn’t say anything.

‘Are you going to put me on the table so I can actually eat and have some fun?’ She said to Loki.

Loki huffed and reluctantly placed her onto the table. ‘Just be careful.’ He said quietly to her.

‘Aww, are you worried about me?’ She patted his hand.

‘No. I just don’t want to have to explain to the others that you got flattened and are no longer with us.’ He muttered as he took a sip of wine.

Darcy giggled and scampered along the table, hiding behind wine goblets and food so she wouldn’t be spotted. She grabbed a few crumbs of food to eat that was quite big for her, surprisingly it was filling too.

But then she made her way towards the warriors three that were just opposite Thor. She made sure she was past them, at the opposite side to where Loki was.

Then with a little bit of a struggle, she managed to set up the plan with no one watching. She set up what was like a seesaw with a spoon, with a grape placed in the head of the spoon. Then she clambered up the side of a large goblet and leapt off it onto the end of the spoon, causing the grape to go flying at Fandral. His mouth had been open at the time, boasting to everyone about a girl he met last night, the grape flew into his mouth and he began choking.

Loki almost spat his wine out as he laughed at the sight. Fandral’s face went red as Sif jumped behind him and used the Heimlich manoeuvre to get the grape out.

‘LOKI!’ Odin yelled at him.

‘That was not me, father.’ Loki said innocently.

‘The grape did come from the other direction.’ Frigga said, having seen part of it happen. But Darcy was still unnoticed as she had jumped inside what looked like some kind of chicken or turkey carcass.

She waited in there until things settled again. Loki’s eyes roamed over the table, looking for her. But he couldn’t see her either.

Darcy darted out of the carcass after a while and made her way back towards Loki. But she paused when she saw a large punch bowl.

‘Ohhh boy. When am I ever going to get this chance again?’ She said to herself as she made a beeline towards it.

Loki spotted her running across the table towards the punch. He facepalmed as she managed to climb up the side of the bowl and then she dove head first into the punch.

‘Oh dear.’ He muttered, knowing this wasn’t going to end well.

Darcy was in heaven as she swam in the alcoholic punch, swallowing loads of it in the process. Because of how small she was, the alcohol affected her almost immediately. She ended up just floating on her back in it, smiling goofily up at the roof.

But that’s when one of Frigga and Odin’s guests went to take a scoop of said punch, but screamed when she spotted a mini figure in the bowl.

‘There’s a bug in the punch!’ She screeched loudly, making everyone around look on in confusion.

‘Who you calling a bug?’ Darcy asked, her voice slurred as she tried to upright herself and hold her fists up at the woman, but she ended up sinking down into the punch.

‘Ok, that’s enough mischief I think.’ Loki quickly ran down the table and scooped Darcy out of the bowl.

‘Should’ve know this was your doing, Loki.’ Sif said, but there was slight amusement on her face.

Darcy was very drunk, she rolled onto her side on Loki’s hand and grabbed his thumb with both arms, snuggling against it. Loki rolled his eyes at the sight of her, her clothes were utterly soaked in alcohol.

‘Loki… Outside, now.’ Frigga said in warning as she realised what had been going on.

Loki explained what had happened, hoping that Frigga would likely know the reverse spell. But what he told her wasn’t what he had been hoping to hear.

‘There is no way to break that particular spell, Loki. But she will change back in time…’

‘How long?’ Loki asked warily.

‘A few days.’ Frigga said, knowing it wasn’t what he wanted to hear.

‘Oh joy. She will be delighted to hear that.’ He cringed.

‘Just keep her safe until she changes back.’ Frigga began heading back into the hall. ‘Oh, and don’t let her swim in anymore punch.’ She smirked a little, then disappeared.

‘Yes, mother.’ Loki chuckled and took mini drunk Darcy back to his chambers to keep her safe until she was able to change back.

[myobsessionofthemonth]

FairyTail: How they would react to meeting your parents!

Natsu Dragneel

he shows up to your house actually wearing a shirt for once and that’s an amazing first step

but when he gets excited he accidentally sets things on fire

you repeatedly tell him he cannot burn your childhood house down

“jeeeez, have a little faith In me”

you do not, in fact, have faith in him

you appreciate the thought, yet you keep an eye on him anyway

though maybe that’s less to do with potential arson and more to do with the way his smile is just so dazzling-

your parents are a little taken aback by how much energy he has but they think you two balance each other out

they find it sweet how he’ll randomly start peppering your face with kisses in the middle of a conversation

or how he always has to be touching you one way or another

it’s clear it’s not in a possessive way

It’s a— ‘your touch is so grounding and this is how I show my love and I always want to be near you’ type of way way

they had heard about ‘the salamander’ before and they were a bit.. concerned for you health

it could be dangerous to date such an avid wild guild member

they aren’t against you dating at all, just a little worried

but they can see now that he would do anything for you

your parents choke on their food when he mentions his father

"A DRAGON?”

“ahem, I’m sorry.. you were saying”

he repeatedly compliments the food

like a lot — luckily, it earns some brownie points

before he goes they give him the left overs in a container

it’s the second widest he’s smiled all night

the first was when he saw you that night, you looked stunning and he was reminded just how lucky he was

though your parents are a little confused when he leaves through the window

they have a very good feeling about you and natsu

Lucy Heartfilia

“lucy heartfilia? as in the heartfilias? as in the super duper rich heartfilia family?”

“not that it matters but yes”

you warn them not to bring it up, “she’s not defined by her money”

but they know that because you brag about her so much

like, all the time

“did you know that lucy summoned three spirits today!”

lucy’s incredibly nervous to meet your parents, she spends all day fretting about what to wear

she gets her spirits to help her out and ignores aquarius’s comments

when she comes over, they see you weren’t exaggerating when you called her beautiful

she introduces herself to your parents first and they take a liking to how sweet she is

when she sees you she takes a moment to compose herself

before she squeals and wraps her arms around your neck, kissing your cheek

it’s not her fault you look so beautiful

your parents think it’s a cute sight

you always wanted a disney princess love and this just seemed perfect to them

they notice how you intertwine you hands with hers whenever you can

your parents ask about the guild

they’re super impressed by what they hear

“.. the zodiac? that’s incredible”

“yeah they really are! I’m so glad to have them be part of my family”

they can see how selfless she is by the way she talks about her spirits, but when she talks about you they can tell that she would sacrifice the world if that’s what it meant keeping you happy

lucy excuses herself to go to the bathroom and you pretend that you don’t know she’s calling loke to give her a pep talk to keep her going through the dinner, because she can’t help but still feel the jitters in her stomach

she really hopes your parents like her — which is a massive understatement, they adore her

lucy recalls all her dinner etiquette from her childhood

when she has to go she kisses you gently and thanks your parents relentlessly before leaving

you turn anxiously to hear if they liked her

“marry that girl” you’re planning on it

Gray Fullbuster

you almost drool when he knocks on the door, he looks so sleek in a suit and his hair perfectly messy

ok so maybe did drool a little

gray’s normal composed behaviour is all screwed up because he’s so out of his element and is desperate to impress your parents

he stutters through introductions (which he’ll later curse himself later for)

you laugh and wrap your hands around his neck, placing a quick kiss on his lips “where’s my little charmer”

he rolls his eyes but instantly relaxes

they can’t help but be won over by it all

especially when he looks at you so fondly

“you weren’t lying, he really is handsome”

you pull him closer by his belt loop, at this rate, your parents would steal your boyfriend

thank god he’s still wearing his clothes, you don’t know who would love it more

gray offers to help with serving up but is secretly relieved when they insist he doesn’t need to - because in this state, he would definitely screw something up

you lay your head on his shoulder while small talk happens

sometimes they have to remind you guys that you’re still at dinner when you get caught up in whispers together, stuck in your own little world

they think it’s so endearing to see you look so in love

they bring up his own parents and the mood shifts

he tries not to react but he still wishes he had felt the warmth of a parents love just that little longer — he had ur of course, but it’s not the same

they notice the atmosphere and swiftly move on

their home is now his home

gray seems a bit broken at times

but he lights up when he’s with you

he knows what he wants and they admire that

he isn’t one for emotions or talking about them, but his face shows how much he cherishes you

so at the end of the day neither of them doubt you two are perfect for each other

and they can’t wait to see him again

but then they realise he’s staying the night

so I guess they can wait

Juvia Lockser

you briefly mentioned beforehand that she spoke in third person and your parents promised to not mention it

juvia was anxious that they would see it as weird at first

but you had assured her that they would love everything about her, that there was no doubt about that

you held her as she cried into your shoulder

you opened the door with a grin before she even had the chance to knock

your parents quickly shuffled over and welcomed her with warm hugs

juvia was taken by surprise but giggled

“juvia this my parents, and parents, this is the love of my life”

her face when bright red but she kisses your forehead

your love was so intense that they could sense it before they even sat down for dinner

“so juvia, is your hair naturally blue?”

your parents can tell she’s kind hearted

you stroke her hair as she talks

she thanks your parents repeatedly for having her

juvia stumbles over her words a few times but is engaging in interesting conversations

the two of you remind them of when they were in young and in love

you were equally as devoted to each other and it was obvious in every interaction together

the way her eyes never left yours whenever you spoke

or the way you stared at her like she was your entire world

they ask how you guys met

“fate”

“-and with me being horrendously lost”

it’s late but the sun is still beaming

“look the sun's still out, isn’t that nice?”

“I dunno, I prefer the rain”

juvia’s very emotional but they love that she wears her heart on her sleeve

when juvia leaves they only have one thing to say “when are you bringing her over again??”

Erza Scarlet

when erza shows up she makes sure every hair is in place, her shirt is ironed and crisp and her teeth are white and dazzling

she has a bouquet of flowers when they open the door

“for you”

“you’re too sweet”

your parents thought she lived up to the name 'titania: queen of fairies'

erza goes for handshakes but gets pulled into hugs by your parents

she hugs back awkwardly and they assume she’s not that big of a hug person, no judgement

but then you hug her and she melts into your touch, holding you tightly while tucking her head into the curve of your shoulder

she's not a hug person, she’s a y/n person

when they sit down for dinner she volunteers to help but they shush her, “you're a member of this family now, don’t fret about it!”

erza wasn’t a massive crier (excluding during movie dates with you) but the warmth of those words made her eyes well up with tears

you caress her cheek with a soft smile

they could see the tenderness between you with your subtle touches

you thought you were slick but they could see her playing with your fingers beneath the table

erza has fought monsters but facing your parents is still the scariest thing she’s ever done

she insists to do the dishes “you've cooked a delicious meal, what sort of guest would I be if I let you clean up after me? please, let me, I insist”

your parents are already swooning

“if you don’t marry her, we will”

erza invites them over to her house next time

and when it’s time to go she knows better and initiates the hugs, they laugh

“It was astonishing to think someone as beautiful inside and out existed as y/n but now I can clearly see where she got it all from”

your parents almost cry

“come over any time! honestly! day, night, morning, breakfast!”

erza kisses you on the lips and promises to text you after she gets back home

to sum it all up, they’re already planning your wedding

Jellal Fernandes

your parents had heard about all the rumours surrounding him

they've heard that he infiltrated the council and was considered a criminal. that he tried to resurrect the legendary black wizard zeref. that he was behind countless attacks against fiore

you quickly assured them that it was all a big misunderstanding but they were still understandably weary

you asked for one dinner to prove that he was an amazing guy and they finally relented after you bugged them for hours

jellal was extremely nervous to meet them, his biggest fear was losing you

your parents didn’t immediately slam the door in his face so it was a great sign

when you introduce him to your parents he was nothing but respectful

a little stiff

but he smiles kindly

he has a tight hold on your hand the entire night, you rub your thumb over his knuckles to reassure him and your parents actually find it sweet

he looks at you with nothing but worship and his love is so clear on his face that your parents couldn’t doubt his feelings for you

you’re in sync

you pass him the salt while he passed you the pepper wordlessly

later you parents would mock you over it

“so domestic already”

he mostly listens but chips in with comments here and there, which usually ends with the table in a fit of giggles

you reach out to push his fringe out of his face on instinct when you notice it’s in his way

he leans into your touch subconsciously

your parents look at each other in that knowing way parents do

he speaks so calmly despite being nerve wracked and never forgets his manners

the topic of him being well, y’know a criminal comes up and he tenses but indulges their questions and explains everything they want to know as best as he can

you whisper in his ear sweet nothings when you notice that he’s beginning to go back to that dark place

your parents notice and inform him that they understand and he doesn’t have to explain himself anymore before excusing themselves to allow you two a moment alone

he makes sure to thank them repeatedly for hosting him and mentions how much their child has helped him become a better person

a gentlemen is how your parents would describe him hours after he leaves

they’re weirdly charmed by the end of the night

“I don’t know how it happened, but he makes you smile so bright that I’m glad it did”

you sneak out that night and hug him so tightly, incredibly proud of him for coming

Sting Eucliffe

you lie about the meeting time because he always turns up late

it’s meant to start at five but you told him half four

surprisingly he arrives at the house exactly on time

you have to awkwardly explain that you lied about the time and his jaw drops

“I STRANDED M'LADY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DESERT DURING A JOB SO I COULD GET HERE ON TIME!!!”

“.... sorry?”

“OH MY GOD IM GOING TO DIE A PAINFUL DEATH FOR NOTHING”

you shut him up with a kiss and he has to hide his blush

you finally bring him inside and Sting is practically buzzing with anxiety

or with determination

or the six energy drinks he downed before he got here

“ mrs y/l/n, you look beautiful, I can see where y/n got her looks from”

your parents wave him off with a laugh but sends you a thumbs up when he’s not looking

sting tries to remember to speak slowly and be the perfect guest but he can’t help but live in his childhood wonder and excitement whenever they bring up childhood stories

“dO NOT TELL HIM THAT STORY”

“no, carry on please!”

by the end of the night sting has so much blackmail on you

they appreciate how open and laid back he is

they notice how wide his smiles go whenever you talk

and the fierceness in which he feels his love for you is very easy to see

when it’s time to say goodbye he goes straight for hugs, never one to pay attention to normal social cues

he squeezes you extra tight and kisses you on the cheek

any more than that and he’s afraid he’ll get hit by a broom

your parents like him a lot

and they’ll trust you’ll keep each other safe

because you sure as hell keep each other happy

and that is simply everything to them

Rouge Cheney

you have to give him a pep talk for ten minutes before he finally stops shaking and comes inside

you never let go of his hand while introductions are being made

your parents chuckle but hug the both of you together instead

still, rouge offers to help with dinner and setting the table

it’s already done but they thank him and find it very sweet of him

“thank you for having me, I appreciate it. you have a lovely home”

when he goes to freshen up in the bathroom your dad whispers to you “... is he a goth?”

“DAD!”

as the night goes on his voice starts to get louder and more sure of himself

you lean in to hear every word he has to say, finding anything that comes out of his mouth mesmerising

just the way he speaks makes your stomach erupt in butterflies

he turns into a tomato when you kiss his cheek, in the sheets it’s a different story

you notice his leg bouncing nervously and you put you hand on his knee to calm him

he puts his hand on top of yours

with you there, there’s nothing he couldn’t do — even social interaction

but these were the people who raised to the most important person in his life so he was more than happy to entertain for a day

“cat or dog person?”

rouge takes any opportunity to talk about frosch

you think this is the most he talked that night

the shy act finally gives up when your parents ask if you want to see baby pictures

he winks at you and ignores all your complaints

you’re so going to get him back for that

“you’re practically ying & yang”

they’re already planning next time

but they make Rouge promise to bring frosch over

the thought of next time makes you grin

and then you make eye contact with rouge and all feels right in the world

Laxus Dreyar

laxus would overcompensate, he would turn up with chocolate, a bouquet of flowers and the most expensive whiskey he could find

he fussed over his hair for thirty minutes before he arrived at your parents house

only to have you mess it up within seconds after you open the door with a simple ruffle of his hair

he tried to be frustrated by it, he really did, but the way you eyes lit up at the sight of him and your smile shines he forgets all about it

you invite him in with a bow and he rolls his eyes, but thanks you all the same

your parents are waiting there and offers his gifts “these are for you, mr/mrs y/l/n”

they fuss and place them to the side “you really shouldn’t have!”

he gives his best smile and holds out his hand “I’m honoured to be hosted by you tonight, thank you for having me”

respect, respect, respect repeats in his head all evening

they admire the way he stands with such confidence, certain in himself (he wouldn’t say the same for himself right now) strong and assured; drawing the attention of many with such a captivating aura

yet it was clear the way his gaze softened when it landed on you or. the way he subconsciously leans in closer to you that he only had eyes for you

your parents take his hand and jump slightly at the electric shock, they laugh it off thinking it a coincidence

meanwhile laxus is internally having a breakdown, thinking he’s ruined all his chances and screwed everything up

two seconds in and he’s already electrocuted the parents of the person he loved

he rubs his sweaty plans on his pants, which was so unlike him, before following your parents gesture in to sit down — they cut him off before he could offer a hand

laxus plays the role of a perfect gentleman, saying all the right things and never forgetting his manners

“this food is seriously deliciously, did you make these potatoes? they’re incredible” he’s trying his best okay

they were charmed by his effort and could see how much you meant to him

you were playing with the napes of his hair, you didn’t even realise you were doing it

but he was also playing with you bracelet on your wrist subconsciously so it was fine

he helped clear the dishes and came back with a white face and you could only assume he got threatened to keep you safe

dragon slayer, but his weakness is your parents

how ironic

though by the nod of approval you got from your parents (not even before the night was over) was a massive relief. you never doubted him, but it was nice to see

when it was time for him to go home he kissed you on the cheek and whispered in you ear how much he loved you

then he willingly hugged them goodbye and with a thanks and a wave he was gone — he probably couldn’t wait to leave all this stressful environment, you almost laughed because of it

“you’ve bagged yourself a real good man there, keep him”

[kiki-shortsnout]

May I request frostiron Mpreg as a prompt? Thank you! 💜

Hey everyone! A few of you have asked if I'm still doing prompts. The answer is yes, but it does take me a while to write them, I do have a day job and restrictions on my time, plus I'm also working on my IronStrange Bigbang, so please be assured I will get to them all eventually, it will just take time! ❤️

Warnings for below: This is Alpha/Omega and contains Mpreg, just so everyone is aware! Also as it's me.....it's also much longer than I initially thought........

***

‘Sleepy,’ Tony groaned, flopping onto the couch and shoving his head in Loki’s lap. Weakly, he lifted his arms, attempting to bat Loki’s book away and have his full attention.

‘Tired, little Omega?’ Loki teased, his voice low as he closed his book and placed it down on the armrest. If anyone else had called him that, Tony would’ve torn a strip out of their hide, unleashing a verbal smackdown so powerful that it made even the toughest Alphas quake. As it was Loki, Tony accepted the words for what they were, a form of sarcastic affection.

Fingers tangled in his hair, and Tony all but purred at the attention, stretching his limbs out and melting into the couch beneath him, feeling safe in Loki’s hold.

Whatever this was between them, it was good. Loki had respected his boundaries ever since Tony had created the foundations of this…relationship. The Alpha had returned to Earth after his trial on Asgard, remorseful over his actions regarding the Battle of New York, but not quite able to apologize properly for it. The Avengers and SHIELD regarded him with hostility, despite knowing he had been held captive to a brainwashing scepter, waiting for the inevitable betrayal, but Tony had seen something different.

He had recognized something of himself in Loki. Tony knew how close he’d skirted the line of becoming a villain, how his choices in life could’ve been very different. He’d been drawn away from crossing that line many times by Pepper and Rhodey, but Loki didn’t have friends, struggled under different obligations, with only his mother believing he could be more.

Tony understood that all too well, a father that always saw reason to fault you, who always saw the worst in you, and a mother who believed in you.

Loki was one of the few Alphas who respected Tony for who he was, who seemed to enjoy the challenges and verbal sparring they had. He didn’t know if that was because of his Jotun heritage, or how Alphas were brought up on Asgard, but Tony had a sneaky feeling that secondary genders didn’t matter to someone who was neither Asgardian nor a Frost Giant, someone who was a bit of both, but not really either.

Just like Tony who had been raised to suppress his Omega characteristics, to overlap them with Alpha traits and now he was a paradox that didn’t fit into either category.

Like this now though, with Loki stroking through his hair, gazing down at him with fondness, Tony inhibited the sweet Omega form, happy to be close to an Alpha, breathing in his scent, the cold bite of snow that reminded Tony of cozy nights with his mother. They weren’t together, even if Tony had allowed Loki to share his heat a few months ago, one of the rare Alphas Tony had trusted to see him vulnerable in such a way.

‘Your scent…it’s different than usual,’ Loki said, his tone cautious.

This was one of the things Tony adored about Loki, his unwillingness to push him for more, understanding that he was terrified at the prospect of being bonded to an Alpha. He hadn’t morphed into an overbearing monster or become territorial after Tony’s heat, he still checked in and made sure he was comfortable.

Loki was the one Alpha he could see himself becoming bonded to, which made whatever they were doing bittersweet as Loki had also expressed concerns about not wanting to be ‘beholden to an Omega’s whims’ as he’d put it. It was beyond ironic, the one Alpha Tony trusted, the one he would consider for a mate held the same ideals about mating as he did.

Tony wasn’t going to dwell on it, he had a good, no strings attached thing here and he wasn’t going to ruin it.

‘Hmm? I haven’t been feeling well. Pepper says it’s stress, as if I haven’t been stressed every day of my life,’ Tony scoffed, lifting his head for more attention.

‘Do you…would you,’ Loki amended, ‘like my assistance with anything? I know I’m not always understanding of what it is you do but-’

‘Thanks, Lokes, but I’m alright honestly. It’s just board members giving me a rough time that’s all, things will ease off soon,’ Tony told him, opening his eyes and looking up into concerned ones. Loki couldn’t help his Alpha instincts, wanting to care and protect those he cared about, heightened by the fact they had shared a heat and a rut together.

Tony lifted his hand, cradling the side of Loki’s face, both in reassurance and so Loki could bend his head down and breathe in his scent from the gland in his wrist, grounding him. Lips dropped a delicate kiss over the gland, and as green eyes opened, Tony felt a lurch in the pit in his stomach and an irrational rage towards his past self.

Why did I put those boundaries in?

***

Tony ground his forehead into the cool desk, chafing the skin, his blinding headache doing nothing to drown out the words of the doctor ringing in his ears.

What was he going to do?

‘Boss, I think you need to take a break, this can’t be good for you, or the-’

‘Don’t, just don’t,’ Tony snapped, feeling his shoulders hunch, his teeth baring in a snarl. His arms came up to cover his head, protecting him from everything and anything. He needed Pepper, or Rhodey, he needed someone to tell him this was going to be okay, to go through his options.

‘Boss, Loki is requesting a visit,’ FRIDAY told him, making his stress levels skyrocket, his heartbeat increasing to match.

‘Tell him I’m busy.’ Tony jerked his head up, looking around the room. Loki wouldn’t teleport in here, that had been one of Tony’s very first rules, no invading his workshop unless invited. Pepper and Rhodey ignored it, but Loki abided by the rule, as did most of the Avengers.

‘I did. However, he has expressed concern regarding the changes in your behavior, the length of time between your last visit, and I really think-’

‘Alright!’ Tony held a hand up to stop her in her tirade, scrubbing his hands through his hair, thinking quickly. He couldn’t do this, he wanted space to think, to plan. It had been days since he’d gotten the news of his condition, and he’d come straight here, needing to work.

‘Let him in,’ Tony said, ‘and I’m sorry, for my shitty attitude, I’m just-’

‘Understandable Boss. No matter what your decision is, I will support you in any way I am able.’

‘I know, honey, thank you,’ Tony breathed out, trying not to cry, knowing Loki would be able to smell it.

‘Are you well, Anthony? It has been longer than normal since the last time I have seen you and I know the idiots you call teammates share my concern,’ Loki asked, stepping forward with narrowed eyes, trying to scent the air without being obvious about it.

‘Yeah, yeah, I’m fine Loki, just been distracted with something,’ Tony told him, gesturing with his hand at the schematics in the holographic display behind him.

‘You’re distressed,’ Loki informed him.

‘Damn Alpha nose,’ Tony hissed, turning in his chair to look back at his holograms.

‘It has nothing to do with your scent,’ Loki told him, turning his chair back the other way and bending down so they were eye level. ‘What is wrong, darling?’ he asked, reaching up to stroke his thumb over Tony’s eyebrow, trailing down to circle around his eye. ‘You are close to weeping.’

‘I can’t fix the suit,’ Tony answered. It wasn’t a lie, not really.

Loki’s gaze flickered up, taking in Tony’s designs. ‘Is there a weakness in the stomach plating? You’re focusing much of your calculations on that area,’ he asked.

‘It’s the most vulnerable area,’ Tony answered, subconsciously resting his hands over his stomach and then quickly moving them down to his thighs, gripping his jeans.

‘Anthony, your armor is impenetrable, I would know,’ Loki tried to change the tone of their conversation, making a lighthearted jab about their fight months ago.

Tony looked up at the schematics, knowing that no matter the tinkering, the redesigning of the suit, nothing he did would protect the life growing inside him. It was too dangerous, the number of times he got flung across the battlefield, the energy beams, the alien technology, the stress on his body.

He couldn’t be Iron Man anymore. Not like this.

‘Anthony, you need to breathe, listen to me,’ Loki’s voice faded in and out. Nails suddenly tightened on his knees giving him a focus point, his lungs suddenly remembering how to inhale air. ‘That’s it, one breath in, hold it, now release,’ Loki instructed, his scent wrapping around him, forming a protective bubble amidst all the panic, holding him steady.

If I can’t be Iron Man, if I can’t be an Avenger, then what am I? What use am I?

‘Anthony…Tony, darling, you need to breathe. You are safe, I will protect you from everything,’ Loki swore, his gaze turning brittle as he watched him, his lips drawing back from his teeth as he readied himself for battle.

‘I can’t do this,’ Tony blurted, feeling his shoulders beginning to shake.

‘Anthony, you are the strongest Ome…the strongest person I know. There is nothing you cannot do. Know that I will stand beside you, fighting your demons alongside you, you are not alone.’

Beside you. Not for you. Even now with his instincts going haywire, Loki’s scent curdling in the air, becoming so sour with his rage, he was still respecting Tony’s wishes.

Tony flung his arms around Loki’s neck, clutching him close, burrowing his head into his unbroken bonding gland, even as his nose wrinkled against the foul odor, the aroma thick on his tongue, choking him. Loki held him close, rubbing his jaw the best he could over his head, scenting him in a rare act of claiming, warning others away that Tony usually would’ve balked at.

Instead, he tried to get closer, sending Loki to his ass on the floor as he scrambled onto his lap, his hands fisting into Loki’s tunic top, wanting the warmth and reassurance of the Alpha. Loki allowed him to take whatever comfort he wanted, drawing his legs up so his knees bracketed Tony’s body, his arms in a loose hug around his back.

He felt himself blinking back tears, the agony in his heart ingrained in the very tissues of his muscle, aching with every beat. Had Loki ever wanted more from him? He’d never asked, taking Loki’s word for it months ago that he too didn’t want to be tied down. They’d never spoken about anything changing, and Tony wasn’t certain Loki even wanted him in a long term sense, if he would eventually go home and find a royal Omega.

The thoughts made him shake in Loki’s hold, and even the deep crooning rumbling in the Alpha’s chest couldn’t calm him, the frantic thoughts of his mind more powerful than biological instincts.

‘Listen to me, I do not say this as an Alpha to an Omega. I know the boundaries you have set, will abide by them always, but I hope as one friend to another you will speak to me about what is ailing you,’ Loki encouraged.

‘I can’t,’ Tony whimpered.

He needed to sort this out alone.

***

He’d always scoffed at all of the insipid dramas Pepper had made him watch, the misunderstandings unfolding between two characters, arguments and heartbreak that could have easily been resolved with a mature conversation, sometimes even a word.

I’m pregnant.

They weren’t even difficult words to say, but Tony was suffocating under the weight of them, what they meant to him, to Loki, their future, his future.

Tony stood at the edge of the room, on the fringes of things where he was most comfortable. The charity event was in full swing around him, people in their finest clothes dancing, swirls of colorful silk and chiffon, the dark suits of the men a gorgeous contrast. The atmosphere was bubbly, light and frothy like the champagne they drunk, and Tony was the dark cloud, sucking up the positive emotions and radiating a toxic miasma in return.

Pepper suspected something was wrong too. Betas didn’t have the sense of smell Alphas had, but she knew him better than anyone, knew he was hiding something, and he knew he didn’t have long before she backed him into a corner.

He didn’t want to deal with the issue at hand, had started ignoring it, convincing himself that it would go away if he didn’t think about it. Even as he started being sick, the constant exhaustion now plaguing him, he turned a blind eye to it all, cutting himself off from everyone. The Avengers hadn’t noticed, used to Tony becoming obsessed with projects and cutting them off for weeks at a time.

Loki had though, Tony could feel his gaze boring into his back at the shared common room in the tower, the questions burning on his tongue when Tony refused to suit up as Iron Man. Even as Steve and Tony argued about his cowardice, Fury’s threats to take him from the team, he hadn’t said or done anything, leaving Tony to fight his own battles unless he was called for.

No matter how desperately Tony had wanted the Alpha…his Alpha beside him, he couldn’t say anything. Looking down at the untouched champagne glass in his hand, he gave a self-deprecating laugh. He couldn’t come to terms with the idea of becoming a parent, but understanding he’d been thinking of Loki of his Alpha for some time had been a simple realization.

Looking up through all the crowds of people here for the charity event he was supposed to be hosting, Tony found Loki easily. The Alpha was staring at him, hurt lurking in his gaze before he was quickly able to mask it, offering Tony a well-rehearsed smile, one he himself wore at events like this. Loki’s gaze went down to the still full glass in Tony’s grip, lifting his own and tapping the side of it, asking if he wanted something else.

Shaking his head, he turned away from Loki, forcing himself into conversation with one of the sponsors, nodding in greeting as Thor walked past with Bruce, both talking happily with a crowd of fans following.

He felt like an imposter, knowing he was meant to be part of a team. This…condition would change all that, he wouldn’t be taken seriously, forced into a desk position, watching on the sidelines. That wasn’t him, he wanted to protect the Earth.

I am Iron Man.

Smashing glass caught his attention, an ominous hush settling over everyone at the party, guests drawing away from Loki, revealing him to be the culprit of the damage. His fingers were still poised from where he’d been holding a glass, his eyes huge as he stared down at a woman.

A very pregnant, Omega woman.

Shit.

Tony thrust his glass into someone’s hand, trying to escape while there were people forming a barrier between them, fear clawing its way over his body, seizing him in its clutches as he tried to escape. Others turned to help him as they caught scent of his terror, some thinking a villain had shown up as he started to barge pass, trying to make a run for it.

He smacked into Loki’s chest, the lingering magic shimmering in the air revealing he’d teleported himself straight in his path.

‘I think not, Stark,’ Loki hissed, teleporting them both.

***

Despite the rage oozing from Loki’s body, he still made sure Tony had regained his footing after teleporting before he thrust him away, trying to put space between them both, magic crackling in his palms and snaking down his arms.

Tony staggered over to his bed, taking a moment to appreciate Loki the fact had teleported them somewhere he viewed safe. His bedroom was a sanctuary that few had access to, the one place he could nest without judgement, where he had his heats without fear for his safety, knowing that only FRIDAY could override the security locks on his door.

He wrapped his blanket around his knees, subconsciously guarding the life growing inside him as he hugged a pillow to his stomach. Hidden within it was a prototype gauntlet, and he knew Loki knew that, saw the way his gaze went to it even as Tony slid his hand into it, ready to fight.

‘Did you not think I would find out?’ Loki growled, holding his ground, trying not to threaten a pregnant Omega, but ensnared by the potent mix of rage and hurt. ‘Did you think you could conceal it from me forever, ashamed of me and my heritage? Or did you think I planned this for you somehow, trapping you as mine, the one thing you did not wish for!’

‘That isn’t it, Loki,’ Tony protested.

‘Then what, Stark? Tell me before my patience wears thin!’ Loki demanded.

The second use of his surname stung. He’d grown used to the way Loki said Anthony with reverence, the loving way he used darling sparingly, muttering it against his skin when he’d been exhausted from his heat, or when it was used when he sought affection from the Alpha.

‘I didn’t know how,’ Tony pleaded.

‘How to say you were carrying my child… or how to say you wish you weren’t?’

‘That isn’t it Loki! I’m scared damn it!’ Tony shouted, flinging the pillow to the floor, his gauntlet powering up as he pointed it at Loki. He was reacting to the Alpha’s rage, refusing to ever be powerless to an Alpha ever again. Never would he succumb to an Alphas manipulation that he was worthless because of his secondary gender like his father had taught him. Never would he be vulnerable to an Alphas pride, watching as someone he considered family tore his literal heart from his chest, leaving him for dead.

‘This isn’t about you! It was never about you!’ Tony shouted, standing up on the bed, refusing to have the lower ground. ‘I’m going to lose everything! Iron Man, the Avengers! I don’t know how to raise a child! I don’t want my life to change!’ Tony growled, every bit as terrifying as an Alpha.

That was partly the truth. Tony had a soft spot for children, always had done, but that hadn’t meant he wanted one of his own. These writhing, conflicted emotions he had were proof of it. This wasn’t what pregnancy was meant to be like, it was meant to be gender reveal parties and crying over baby booties, ecstatic would be parents falling into each other’s arms as they sobbed.

Not a twisted, broken Omega who didn’t know how to be a parent.

‘Loki…if I can’t even be happy I’m pregnant how am I going to be a parent? I’ll destroy them, just like my father destroyed me,’ Tony croaked, his hand falling to his side, his bare hand going to his stomach, finally acknowledging the life inside him.

‘Anthony, you’re in shock, I think you’re allowed to feel whatever you want to. Children are a wonderful-’

‘You don’t even want me! Why would you want this?’ Tony spat, lifting his gauntlet up again, aiming it at Loki’s chest.

‘Anthony, of course I want you. I have wanted nothing else but you since I began living here on Midgard. You honestly think I care for the Avengers, for dancing the steps SHIELD set out for me? I came to repair the damage with my brother, but I stayed because you were here. A gorgeous, spitfire Omega who stands strong against any Alpha, who ignores his instincts and decides what he wants out of life.’

Loki took a daring step forward, the anger gone from his posture, his hands held out in front of his chest, his posture meek, unthreatening.

‘An Omega I would have bonded long ago had I not seen how deep the scars life had left upon his soul, how terrified he was of commitment. Anthony Stark, I would have you stand beside me for the rest of your days, longer if you would accept me.’

‘Don’t,’ Tony choked out, his voice thick with tears, his legs struggling to hold him up.

Loki continued walking, lifting his head back, baring his neck in a vulnerable gesture, showing Tony he was in control.

‘I moved slowly because I did not want to scare you. No matter how much I yearned for you, how much I coveted you as a mate, I restrained my intentions because I wanted you, Anthony. I care not about your gender, either of them, I want you, because of you.’

‘What if I hurt them? What if they end up hating me? What if I can’t do it?’ Every ugly thought he had, every insecurity came flying out and he hated himself for it. Who was he thinking about? Himself? Or the child inside him?

‘Anthony, you are not alone in this. Even if you do not wish for me to be your bonded Alpha that will not stop me supporting you, or our child.’

Tony whined, a high pitched noise of distress and Loki was before him in an instant, embracing and scenting him to calm him.

‘This,’ Loki reached out, his hand huge on Tony’s abdomen. ‘This means more to me than I can express in words, that I found an Omega I could love, that he would bless me with such a gift. Do not think I do not want you, nor or child.’

‘I do want you,’ Tony told him. ‘I haven’t been able to tell you, I thought you-’

‘Hush, Anthony. You know the truth now. Now all that needs to be said is where we go from here.’

‘Iron Man, the team-’

‘Will all be waiting for you after the child is born,’ Loki promised. ‘I will guard Midgard for you in your stead, I swear it.’

‘What about-’

‘The fact that you already worry about such a thing reassures me that you will be a wonderful parent. You have taken great pains to reassure me over the past months that I am more than the sum of my parts, and now I speak the same wise words to you. You are not your father, Anthony, and I am not mine,’ he whispered, bending down to swipe away the furious tears building.

Tony surged forwards, kissing Loki, their tears mingling on their lips, sealing them together. Loki attempted to laugh as he pulled away, kissing Tony’s cheekbone.

‘I love you, Anthony. May I please have the honor of courting you?’

‘I love you too, Loki and only if that involves lots of presents,’ Tony tried to joke, his tears still falling.

‘Of course, only the best for my demanding Omega. We shall speak of our…unexpected gift at another time, but for now I believe it is best we rest. You’ve had me worried for weeks and unable to sleep,’ Loki told him, encouraging him back down towards the bed, scooping the blankets around Tony in a haphazard nest, not hiding his impulses now he knew of his feelings.

‘You really think I can do this, that we can do this?’ Tony asked as he settled down against Loki’s side, all the exhaustion he’d been struggling with making itself known.

‘I do not believe it will be free of challenges, but I am not lying to you when I say there are few beings in this universe I could love, fewer still that I would entrust to bear my child,’ Loki whispered down to him, hand splaying over his stomach. ‘Sleep, darling, we will talk more in the morning.’

Shoving aside any rampant thoughts in his mind, for positive reasons this time, Tony allowed his fingers to lace through Loki’s on his stomach, turning his gaze inwards, wondering who was inside there.

[callsignbaphomet]

I wanna go ahead and talk about the dynamic between Jelani and Uthorim for a second because as important to me as Uthorim and Loke are I feel that Uthorim and Jelani are as equally important.

To recap Uthorim and Loke met when Jelani was only fourteen-years-old when he and his dad lived in New Vegas. Jelani was sick with the flu, had a nasty sinus infection and a dangerous and life threatening high fever. Loke had taken Jela to the Old Fort and Uthorim just so happened to be there that night. Now skip to some time later after Uth and Lo had gone out a few times and were getting close. Jelani instantly liked Uthorim, he always had something interesting to talk about, his outlook was appreciated and on top of it all he gave the boys a new perspective on things. He also loved seeing his dad come back home with a smile on his face and genuinely happy and it was all because of Uthorim. Jelani never asked about his bio parents much for two reasons: 1. He knew it was a touchy and painful subject for his dad and 2. He never knew them like Loke did therefore there was no real emotional attachment to them. So he knew Loke had been through some shit and his dad's happiness was very important to him. Uthorim was that happiness.

On top of everything that Loke taught him Uthorim also taught him a lot of things and Uth and Jela would often hang out together and bonded. Uthorim meant stability and peace of mind and as the years passed Jelani got fiercely protective of Uthorim as he was with Loke.

When Jelani was shot Uthorim was right there with him and was also there to keep Loke in check and keeping him from doing something stupid like arming himself to the teeth and going after a "highly decorated soldier" who apparently could do no wrong and shooting a kid out of anger was apparently not that big a deal to the higher ups. [She was initially aiming for Loke but as she pulled the trigger Jelani pushed Loke out of the way and he caught the bullet instead. He recovered but they had to remove his right kidney as the bullet damaged it beyond repair]

What Loke knew about medicine was super basic so Uthorim reassured him that Jela would be fine even if he had one working kidney from that moment on.

When Jelani was reunited with Loke after being apart for almost a year and thinking he'd died because of him he was--well, I don't possess the ability to describe what that kid went through in that moment. He thought he'd killed his dad and at some point he thought about going back to New Vegas to find Uthorim but he didn't because he thought that if Uthorim found out that Loke was dead because of him Uthorim would hate him and the thought of Uthorim, a man he'd grown to love like a father, hating him would've been enough to kill him literally. But when he looked and saw Uthorim along side Loke it felt like every organ in his body had failed at that moment. He honestly never thought he'd see him ever again. For an entire week after reuniting Jelani was either closely tailing Loke or Uthorim, he didn't wanna let either of them out of his sight because he didn't wanna have to live through being without them ever again.

I also feel like the dynamic between Uthorim and Jelani's father and son relationship is different to Loke and Jelani's. Like, Loke raised him, he's been the only parent he's ever really known his entire life. Uthorim's been in his life for only four years and their relationship is really honest and raw. Yes, Loke and Jelani have a very honest and open relationship and they communicate very well but the thing is that it's still a father and son relationship and sometimes there's some stuff you don't know how to tell your parents or don't want to out of some type of fear. No, this doesn't mean Jelani's afraid of Loke. It just means that he knows his dad is very emotionally compromised. He's very well aware that since Loke was a teenager shit went sideways for him and that he's felt guilty and worried his entire life. He also knows that that guilt quadrupled after that thing that was done to Jelani happened and he's aware of his dad's anxiety so Jelani often seeks out Uthorim's advice on how best to proceed when it comes to talking to Loke about certain topics. Mainly the depression, failed suicide attempts, self-harming (he usually hides all the scars but even more so around Loke and Uthorim), the drinking and the drugs, as well as the constant nightmares, the intrusive thoughts, the flashbacks, and the panic attacks. Jelani does feel some guilt laying out all the more heavy topics on Uthorim and does worry he'll think of him as some kind of psychotic damaged goods and will be disgusted by him but he's drawn to Uth's wisdom and knowledge on things.

Yeah, I just think they have a pretty special relationship and it's honestly super adorable to me. Jela looks up to both of them and loves both of them dearly and would kill for them.

[frostfireft]

Can we have more Bickslow headcannons? And maybe Evergreen, Freed, and Lexus too?

Fuck yeah you can! I’m gonna start with a lot of angst and then move into their dynamics as a team. (this got REALLY long but I’m not sorry)

-I gave you all my HC for Freed’s backstory in my last post and mentioned that Freed is the reason that Bickslow and Evergreen joined the guild, so have both their backstories too! 

-Bickslow grew up in a travelling circus with several other child performers. It wasn’t exactly a nice environment. There were lots of issues and safety hazards and abuse going on behind the scenes, but they were forced to keep smiling and performing through it all. 

-Bickslow was especially targeted by the ringmaster because of his magic allowing him to look into people’s souls. The ringmaster is the one who forced him to wear a helmet when he wasn’t using his ability on the crowd for money. 

-Because of that, he only had five friends back then, all children younger than he was, who looked up to him both for his tricks and the fact that no matter how upset he was, he had a smile for them.

-one day the tent caught fire during a practice. Bickslow was the only one to make it out alive. 

-but considering all the traumatic events they went through, most of the children kept there weren’t able to move on, and their spirits lingered in the area... Except for the five kids who were most fond of Bickslow. They stayed near him and talked to him all the time, especially once they realized he could see them. You still have a soul as a spirit after all. 

-the town he was in began to think he was crazy because he was “talking to the air” all the time, and they would continuously call child services to try and take him to an orphanage. The five spirits however, would warn him before they could, and Bickslow used his years of acrobatics skills to stay away from anyone who tried to move him away from where the circus burned down. It may have been a place of trauma, but there were good memories too, and it’s all he had. 

-So the town tried one last gamble. Who better to adopt a child with mysterious magic that Fairy Tail? 

-And Makarov, in an attempt to get Laxus to be more social, decided to send him and Freed. 

-It went about as well as you’d expect. Laxus tried to fight him while Freed did research on the area and what happened to him. 

-Laxus didn’t have as much control over his magic as he thought he did at that age, and Bickslow was kicking his ass before Freed showed up and trapped him so they could talk.

-Freed shared his story with him and offered the same thing Laxus once offered him: a home. 

-Bickslow cracked soon after that, and told them everything after Freed started asking questions about the town thinking he’s crazy while they were on the train back to magnolia. 

-While many members of Fairy Tail were unnerved by him, those around their age did their best to make him feel at home. Natsu listened to all his stories about the circus and about the five ghosts who followed him, and Bickslow listened to his stories about the dragons. 

-Freed used this time to research Seith magic extensively, and he eventually came across the idea of putting the souls into objects. He and Bickslow worked for weeks to figure out how to do it, and the five spirits became his five main “dolls.” 

-He of course, asked them if they were okay with being alongside him before putting them inside the tiki dolls, and if he cried when they said there was nowhere else they’d rather be? Well Freed and Laxus weren’t going to tell anyone about it. 

-Evergreen was both harder and easier to get back to Fairy Tail. 

-Like Freed, She was once a part of the noble class, but under a name she never wants to use again. 

-When she gained her eye magic, she accidentally turned her mother to stone, and it was all downhill from there. Her father tried to keep her locked in a room, and it worked for a long time. 

-Eventually though, she had decided she’d had enough, and snuck out and ran as far away as she could. She kept a ribbon tied around her eyes any time she had to go into town, and learned how to walk while completely blind. This did some damage to her eyesight after several years of doing it. 

-it felt like it was too good to be true. She was free and she did odd little jobs in a town far from her original home to earn money for food. it was all she needed..... Until a child tore the ribbon from her face. 

-the second she made eye contact, the little boy turned to stone. There was nothing she could do about it except cover her face up again and run. 

-her father, however, had notified several guilds about her disappearance and claimed she was dangerous if left alone, so when stories spread about a homeless child turning a boy to stone, it became their first lead in months. 

-there was a lull in fighting missions at the time, and something about her magic intrigued Freed. It was an eye magic like his and Bickslow’s first magics, and they aren’t exactly common. Freed, Laxus, and Bickslow took it upon themselves to take the mission to bring her home.

-She very quickly figured out how to hide herself in the woods and away from people. Freed had to trap the entire area and make it so that eye magics don’t work within his barriers before they could even get close to her. It took almost a month. 

-And much to their surprise, she was nothing like what they were expecting. After all, they were supposed to be hunting down a nobleman’s son, not a daughter.

-Bickslow almost immediately asks her about why she ran away, and Ever looks up at him- then panics as she slams her eyes shut- but he doesn’t turn to stone because of Freed’s runes, and he explains as such. 

-They have a long conversation about why she ran away, and she tells them everything her father did to her, from being locked in her room to being terrified to tell him she’s his daughter and not his son because of his anger issues.

-They realize then and there they can’t give her back to him, and Freed comes up with the plan to tell him that they didn’t find his son, but rather a random girl with a similar magic, and she can join Fairy Tail instead of staying on the run. 

-The only reason she doesn’t agree immediatly is because of her eye magic. She couldn’t control it, and the idea of turning someone to stone again scared her.

-Freed sent Laxus to buy a pair of glasses without a prescription and a nice dress for her to wear, and he etches runes into the glasses to block her eye magic when they’re on.

-She’s sold from that moment on, and the raijinshuu’s friendship is sealed with that secret. 

-Laxus helps her chose her name before they get onto the train, and they solidify the story before then too  

-Makarov Accepts the story without question, even though they have a sneaking suspicion he knows. 

-They become a tight knit group in no time. 

-Then they learn about Ivan and all he did to Laxus, and they start to jokingly refer to themselves as the Laxus protection squad. It’s a lot less of a joke when Ivan’s actually around though, and the guild definitely notices. Makarov even starts to officially call them that in some reports. 

-No one remembers who suggested the name “raijinshuu,” but they all privately agree it’s dumb. Especially since  it insinuates that Laxus is the team leader. Freed’s the captain of their team for a reason.

-Dispite the fact that Bickslow is the tallest of them, both Laxus and Freed are both physically stronger than him. That’s not to say he isn’t strong, but Laxus can carry freakish amounts of weight due to his slayer biology, and Freed does the same due to his demon biology. 

-Freed can carry all of them at once. No one knows how. 

-Freed puts new runes on Ever’s glasses every time she gets new frames or a new prescription. He knows she doesn’t need it anymore, but she’s always grateful for the option. 

-if they share a bed, Freed and Ever cannot sleep next to each other. Their hair tangles together and they’ve only had to make that mistake once. 

-Ever and Bickslow are not under any circumstances allowed to cook, Freed can make fancy meals, and Laxus makes homemade stuff that would make your mouth water. He also stress bakes in secret at four am. 

-That’s how they always know he’s stressed when he doesn’t tell them. It’s kind of hard to miss 6 batches of cookies that spontaneously appeared overnight

-Freed has an unsharpened rapier that feels like getting hit with a slap bracelet at full speed. Naturally, this is the sword he chases Bickslow with when he pisses him off. 

-Laxus likes to pretend he’s one of the smartest members of the guild, but the raijinshuu knows he’s actually kind of a himbo. 

-Bickslow is really close friends with Loke, and when he noticed the man was dying slowly, the others comforted him despite not knowing what was going on.

-Bickslow often helps ghosts pass on from the mortal plane. 

-Evergreen keeps up with all the latest fashion, but she still considers Freed to be more fashionable. Because of this she always double checks her outfits with him. 

-Evergreen’s always the first to sass someone when they’re being rude to her team. It’s earned her her reputation as a “bitch” but she’s far too proud of it to be offended.

-One Laxus was open about his dragon slayer magic, they pushed him to talk to the other slayers to learn about himself and his magic. Freed and Bickslow pushed the hardest though, since they’re friends with Natsu and knew that he would be all too willing to drag Laxus into his little family of dragon slayers.

-Laxus was much happier oncce he accepted that he was more dragon that human anyways, and the more he learned, the happier he was. 

-In case it wasn’t clear: mtf Trans!Ever (she/her exclusively), he/they Freed, and  wtf is gender, is it a food?” Laxus and Bickslow (any pronouns). 

[nimedhel09]

Fairy Tail headcanons noone asked for - Part 5

I cannot stop myself.

- You remember the thing with Natsu fleeing the guild from part 3? Well, as the sweetheart that he is, he forgave everyone. But he never forgot. - Gray thinks of Natsu and Erza as his siblings. But his best friends? Loke and Cana. They are the chaotic trio. When they're together? Shenanigans ensue. It's different from the destruction that always happens with Erza and Natsu. With Loke, Gray and Cana, you never know what you'll get.

- Laxus is touch-starved. So even if he's not very comfortable with it, he allows the Raijinshuu to touch and hug him whenever they want, even in public. The team knows that, so they try to limit the physical affection to more private settings.

- It does not help that the Raijinshuu are also touch-starved themselves. Bickslow does not remember a time when he had any kind of physical affection from anyone, since he was born with his magic eyes. Freed never really got it because of his stuck-up father that only saw him as a disappointment and his emotionally distant mother. Evergreen has affection as a small child from her parents, but when her magic manifested and she could not control it, her parents decided to just abandon her at an orphanage where she was bullied because of her eyes, until she decided to run away and join a guild.

- ... I feel like everyone in the guild is touch-starved before joining, honestly. I mean... They all have trauma and tragic backstories in one way or another.

- Obligatory linguistic headcanon (I don't think I really covered this on its own, so there we go hehe): Each country of Ishgar has its own language and dialects, sometimes some countries even have two or more languages due to migrations, evolution and all that. But the continent has a Lingua Franca (= vehicular language everyone knows) nowadays called Ishgari. It's the evolution of the language of a fallen kingdom that thrived before the whole dragon war stuff, although scholars have little to no knowledge about the kingdom, its culture and the original language since it was completely wiped from existence. (That kingdom was actually Dragonof, but since Eileen kind of destroyed it in her rage/pain/sorrow when she transformed... yeah, very little traces left)

For once, I'll just end it here, because I forgot a lot of things I wanted to add and I'm sleep deprived and PMSing (and no I don't care if people find this TMI, natural thing happening to a bit more than 50% of the population, all that), so there, lol!

[mdelpin]

A Proper Send Off

Gratsu Week 2021 Prompt: Goodbye Pairing: Gray x Natsu

AO3

Summary: Natsu is having trouble coping with everything he learned during the Alvarez War and tries to sneak away again, but Gray isn't about to let him go alone.

They take off together and find all their friends waiting for them at the Magnolia town marker. After all, no one is allowed to leave Fairy Tail without a proper send-off.

0-0

Gray caught up to Natsu and Happy about a mile from the Magnolia town marker.

“You going somewhere, Flame Breath?”

Gray’s heart caught in his throat when Natsu refused to look at him, his eyes staying firmly on the ground.

“I tried to talk him out of it, Gray, but he wouldn’t listen.” Happy complained, “It’s just like last time.”

“Don’t worry about it, Happy, I’m not about to let him make the same mistake again.”

“I have to go.” Natsu said in a strangled voice. “Please don’t try to stop me.”

Gray wasn’t really surprised. He’d been expecting something like this for days.

Tartaros, Alvarez, Zeref, END…

Any one of these was a lot to handle, but all of them at once? It was just too much.

For both of them.

Things still hadn’t gone back to normal between them, and truth be told, Gray was still worried that Lucy’s attempt to rewrite the book of END might have changed Natsu somewhat.

But he knew that wasn’t exactly fair. It wasn’t so much that Natsu was different now; it was more that he didn’t know how to act around others.

And who could blame him? Even the people around town who had always treated Natsu as a friend had begun to treat him differently.

On top of that, after spending years searching for answers to his past, he’d certainly learned more than he’d bargained for. Who his family was, how he’d ended up with Igneel, the connection he shared with Wendy, Gajeel, Sting and Rogue as well as Lucy’s ancestor.

Even more, he’d learned what he was and the purpose he’d been meant to fulfill.

How many people had been killed or had their lives destroyed because of Zeref’s attempts to resurrect him? How did anyone live with that knowledge?

It was something Gray could easily sympathize with. After all, guilt was something he dealt with daily. For the people who had died so he could live, for not returning Juvia’s fervent affections, and for not being able to offer his father the peace he’d asked for.

And now he could add trying to kill the person he loved most and breaking a promise to the list.

Gray didn’t know how they were going to come back from any of this, but he knew that as much as he wanted to tell him he was wrong, Natsu was on to something. He needed to leave to sort through all of his doubts and fears, including this new one that he was a danger to his friends.

Zeref might be gone, but that had never stopped dark sorcerers from searching out any vestiges of his magic, and that was part of what Natsu was now.

But Gray wasn’t just about to let him do it alone.

And he wasn’t taking no for an answer.

“Who said anything about stopping you?” Gray said. “I’m going with you.”

Natsu’s head jerked up and Gray pointed at the travel bag that hung on his shoulder.

“But what about Juvia?” He blurted out before adding in a softer tone, “And the others?”

“Juvia will never get over her creepy obsession if I stay, and as for the others,” he paused, because the truth is this part did make him sad. “They’ll be fine.”

The members of Fairy Tail had been his family for so long, he knew he’d miss them all terribly.

But everyone had to leave home sometime. It was part of growing up, and he truly felt that his future lay with Natsu.

He knew mending their relationship wouldn’t be easy, but it was important to him to try. Besides, he’d already discussed it with Gramps, and the old man had agreed. This was what was best for Natsu right now, and it would be much better if he didn’t go alone.

“I don’t know where I’m going.” Natsu said, looking a little embarrassed by the admission.

“I expected that from a Flame Brain like you.” Gray laughed. “That’s okay. We can figure it out on the way. I doubt it matters much, anyway.”

“Are you sure about this? It could get dangerous.”

“Standing next to you is dangerous,” Gray scoffed. “Don’t worry about me, love, I can hold my own.”

“Love?” Natsu said, sounding puzzled at hearing the familiar term of endearment. “But I thought…”

“Well, that was your first mistake,” Gray quipped, but when Natsu didn’t laugh, he gave up the pretense that everything was alright between them.

“I know I fucked up. Said and did things I didn’t mean, but that doesn’t mean I stopped loving you. And I know it won’t be easy, but I want to work on us again.”

Natsu searched his eyes for the briefest of seconds, and satisfied with whatever he found in them, he began walking, pulling Gray along with him.

Happy flew around them, looking much more cheerful now that he knew Gray was joining them on their journey this time around.

They heard the commotion before they saw what it was, and Gray groaned as they got to the top of the hill, only to find Erza and just about everyone else in the guild waiting for them.

“You didn’t really think you’d be able to leave us without a proper sendoff, did you?” Erza asked, looking incredibly pleased with herself as everyone else snorted their agreement.

Yes, he’d rather hoped so. Gray hated scenes and he could already feel Natsu stiffening next to him. He shot an annoyed glare at Gramps, but the old man merely shrugged his shoulders unapologetically.

Natsu was examining the ground again, and curious what brought that about, he looked around and noticed Lucy heading towards them.

“It’s alright, Natsu. I’ll be just fine this time.” Lucy smiled. “I’m even working on a book about all of our adventures. Levy is helping me.”

Natsu looked up at that. She wrapped him up in a quick hug, and Gray backed away to give them some space.

“I-I just wanted to say thank you for everything. All the times you saved me, and all the fun we had. These last couple of years I was able to find a family again, and it was all thanks to you. I’m going to miss you. You too, Gray!”

“We saved each other,” Natsu corrected with a fond smile, even as Happy flew into Lucy’s arms and hugged her.

“Don’t let him destroy too much, Happy, okay?”

Happy nodded solemnly and gave his customary, “Aye, sir!”

Everyone jumped in with well wishes and words of encouragement until there were only a few left.

“I promised myself I wouldn’t cry,” Wendy wailed as she hugged them tightly.

“It’s okay, kiddo. You’ll see us again!” Gray assured her, hoping that he was right. He didn’t know how long this journey of theirs would take, but he hoped they could return someday.

“Try to keep your pants on,” Cana said as she hugged Gray. She whispered, “Unless you don’t have to…”

“Cana!” Gray protested as he shoved her away playfully.

“I heard that,” Natsu grumbled.

“I know,” Cana winked, capturing him in a hug as well. “Take care of each other, and say hi to my old man for me if you bump into him on the road.”

Natsu nodded.

Mira, Elfman, and Lisanna came as a group. Mira handed Natsu a bag with food.

“Here you go, I packed you both some lunch.” Mira fussed over them, “Don’t forget to eat, and write us letters from time to time to let us know how you’re doing.”

Lisanna giggled, “Like Natsu would ever forget to eat.”

She gave him a big hug, “Take care of yourselves.”

She whispered something into Natsu’s ear that Gray did not catch, but his face turned an interesting shade of red, and he shushed her.

Interesting…

Gray had little chance to think about what she might have said because Elfman enveloped them in a hug and slapped both their backs hard enough for it to hurt.

“Elfman, are you crying?” Mira asked, watching her younger brother with an amused smile.

“Crying is manly,” Elfman wiped away at his eyes.

Warren stepped forward and handed them each a mobile lacrima device. “Here, take these, in case you want to get in touch or something.”

“You don’t have to-”

Gray got no further as Warren turned away, muttering “Just take them.”

“Is he crying?” Natsu whispered, and Gray could only shrug in response.

Macao and Romeo came next, and neither made any effort to hide their tears. “Take care, you two, and try to get along, will ya?”

Romeo only stared at them and it was then Gray remembered he’d been the one who’d never given up on them all those years they’d been stuck on Tenrou.

“You’re going to have to train hard,” Natsu told him, “Cause I’m leaving you in charge of the guild while I‘m gone, okay?”

Romeo nodded, and like Wendy before him, hugged them both at once. Gray found himself petting his head, as Macao used to do to them when they were younger. It didn’t feel like it had been all that long ago, really.

“I’m not gonna say goodbye, since I plan to pop in on you now and again.” Loke gave them each a fist bump. “So make sure you have interesting stuff to tell me.”

He stepped back to stand between Cana and Lucy.

“Juvia doesn’t see why Natsu has to take Gray-sama with him,” Juvia wailed loudly to anyone who would listen.

“Try not to get too lost in that little head of yours, alright?” Gajeel slapped Natsu on the back. He shook Gray’s hand and muttered. “I’ll try to keep the crazy away as much as I can, but you guys might want to hurry the first couple of days, so there isn’t a trail for her to follow.”

“Thanks, man.”

“Don’t mention it.”

Gajeel waited while Pantherlily and Carla said their goodbyes to Happy.

That left only Erza and Gramps. Erza pushed Makarov’s wheelchair over to them.

“I better not hear you two are running around destroying towns and bothering people,” Erza started off sternly, but by the end of her scolding, there were tears in the corner of her eyes.

Gray could feel matching tears coming on and he could hear Natsu sniffling next to him too.

“Come here, you two,” Erza said, grabbing them both into a fierce hug. “You’ve come so far. You’re going to be just fine, I just know it. I’ll- I’ll miss you.”

They held on to her tightly, letting her cry over them. Gray had known she’d be the hardest. For as strict as she’d always been on them, they shared the most history. Not to mention she’d also been the one to force them to get past their stupid rivalry.

They finally let go of her, smiling as they wiped away their tears.

“There’s only one thing left to do.” Gramps said, and everyone lined up behind him.

“While you are leaving us, always remember that Fairy Tail will always be your home, and should you, no, when you choose to return, it will be here waiting for you.”

“Now, as you know, there are three rules that any mage who leaves Fairy Tail must abide by.

Number One - You must never reveal sensitive information about Fairy Tail to others for as long as you live.

Number Two - You must never use former contacts met through your being in the guild for personal gain.

And Number Three - Though our paths may have diverged, you must continue to live out your life with all your might. You must never consider your own life to be something insignificant, and you must never forget about your friends for as long as you live.”

Gramps looked so small in that wheelchair, fragile almost, and Gray had a passing thought that this might be the last time they got to see him. He felt his heart clench at the thought, not ready to think about losing anyone else that was important to him.

“Thanks, Gramps.” There was so much more Gray wanted to say to him, but he had a feeling the old man knew. “For everything.”

“Yeah, Gramps, thanks for taking me in.” Natsu smiled, the first genuine smile Gray had seen since the war had ended.

“The pleasure was mine,” Gramps grinned, “Well, most of the time anyway. Now, get going!”

“Take care of yourselves boys, and try not to be so reckless.”

“Bye everyone!” Natsu and Gray called out, waving to everyone before turning around and walking away.

Gray reached out for Natsu’s hand, wanting to test the waters, and was pleased to find Natsu didn’t fight him off.

Now that they were finally on their way, the wave of sadness lifted and the excitement creeped in again, and as they turned back one last time they saw everyone had lifted their hands in air making the Fairy Tail hand signal.

Even if we can't see you... no matter how far away you may be... we will always be watching you.

“We’ll be back someday,” Gray squeezed the hand he held in his.

“I hope so.”

Happy took one look at their joined hands and squeaked. “I knew it! You looooove him!”

“Do not, shut up!” Natsu yelled, pulling away from Gray and chasing after the Exceed.

“You looooove him, you looooove him!” Happy chanted, flying just out of Natsu’s reach.

Gray watched them and chuckled, glad to see Natsu acting more like himself. They had left their home behind, and it would be tough going, but in the end, he truly hoped Natsu could find the peace he was looking for, and he wanted nothing more than to share it with him.

But of course, there was nothing wrong with having a few adventures along the way!

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A/N: This is immensely personal for me. Today is the last day of the last Gratsu Week hosted by @becausewhenyoupracticeyouimprove and the @gratsu-week blog on Tumblr. It was the first event I ever participated in back in 2018, and it's an event that I have helped organize for the last three years. It's very special to me.

So it is very fitting that the last ever prompt was goodbye.

More than just a story, this represents my goodbye to canon as well. I will go no further than this point.

I was one of those people who was really excited by the announcement that Fairy Tail would continue in 100 Year's Quest, because God knows I wasn't ready to let go.

But from the moment it first came out, I was horrified by what it turned out to be (a horrible story whose only purpose was to further the big 4, with even more fan service than before, and I won't even get into the character assassination). As such, I refuse to have anything to do with it. So I have ended things my way, because if the point of Fairy Tail is now ships, then I will sail with mine.

Hopefully, this will also provide some of you with the same comfort it gives me.