#earth land natsu

[nyankochan]

Fairy Tail legit gonna make me crash out 😭 can Natsu and Gray please just lock in and make it official with Lucy and Juvia!? Cause at this point Hiro Mashima is just fuckin with us for the fun of it. And this shit isn’t funny anymore💀

*warning! spoilers from 100 year quest manga chapter 66 under cut*

Like these two dorks are in absolute love with their Edolas children. They’ve known them all for 5 minutes and are so overprotective. Natsu hates the way Gray looks at Nasha and Gray is concerned about Natsu scaring Greige. These aren’t even their actual children and they’ve decided already “yup if anything happens to these two I’ll kill everyone in this room.” 😭 (also it is confirmed edo-Natsu came on to Lucy first 👀)

They even go as far as saying they’re going to take them back to fuckin earth land with them as if they don’t already have parents 💀

Side note though these two would make absolutely amazing fathers 🤧

[luffysprincess]

a/n: this is v selfship coded. also i know it’s not thanksgiving yet but i had this thought the other night and had to write it down. also i can’t wait for thanksgiving dinner. literally drooling rn thinking about it ᡣ𐭩

“Look baby, I’m starting to show.”

You turn to the side in front of the mirror, your hands gently placed on the upper and lower curve of the bump of your belly.

“I’m at that stage where people are going to think I’m getting fat,” you sigh as your husband finally walks up besides you. Shoyo meets your eyes and matches your sigh, except his is because he’s reached his wits end with you.

“What on earth are you talking about? You’re not fat, princess.”

He gestures to the dining room you two previously emerged from as he continues.“It’s Thanksgiving. We’ve all got food babies tonight. I’d actually be a little disappointed if you didn’t. I worked hard on that creamed corn.”

“And it was fucking delicious,” you kiss his cheeks in appreciation, “but stop changing the subject and just pretend with me, Sho.”

“Pretend what?”

“That I’m pregnant. That’s the fun part about having a food baby, looking at your reflection and imagining you’re three months into your pregnancy.” Your hands remain on your stomach, moving around the food bump. “Don’t I look cute?”

“You are one weird woman,” he mumbles but moves behind you anyways. His arms come around your waist and his hands land on yours at the same time he rests his chin on your shoulder.

“You look good pregnant. Very cute.”

“Right,” you wink at him in the reflection of the mirror before you.

“Sexy even.” Shoyo pulls you closer by the hips, enjoying the feel of your ass against his front.

“O-oh.”

It’s like holding you threw him out of his post-thanksgiving dinner haze. Feeling your bump, although not real, had him fantasizing about a world where you truly were pregnant. A world where a mini version of you and him was growing. A world where he put that baby into you. Fucked it into you himself. And now he wanted to make that fantasy a reality.

“Shoyo darling, what’s going on in that mind of yours?”

“Just thinking about you, and me,” you felt him gently kiss the side of your neck, lips dragging downard as he mumbled against your skin, “And me in you.”

“Behave. We’re not home Sho.”

“What if I don’t want to pretend anymore?” he ignored you, “What if you let me put a baby inside you? Right here, right now?”

The controlled front you were putting on was slowly breaking with every word he whispered into your ear. His voice, gravelly and thick with want had your knees trembling. But when he nibbled on your earlobe, careful to avoid your earrings, you almost wanted to take his offer.

That is until Natsu walked out of the kitchen and into the hall looking for you two. Hearing her voice calling you back for dessert woke your conscience up. That’s right. You’re in your in laws house. You absolutely can not fuck your husband against the hallway walls with the family just two doors down.

But Shoyo’s mind has been set, and when he wants something, he’ll get it. It’s how he got you in the first place. So instead of joining your in laws for dessert, Shoyo yells out something about you feeling sick and pulls you out to the car with him.

The drive home is fast and maybe he runs past one or two red lights. It’s not his fault, he just really really needs to get home right now. There’s a part of him that desperately needs to be inside you.

You ask him about the dessert he’ll be missing out on—you know his favorite part of the holiday is the cherry pie and ice cream—but he just waves it off with some comment about how he’ll be having a different type of dessert tonight.

And dessert he did have, because filling you up over and over again just wasn’t enough for him. He had to taste himself from your sweet hole before starting all over again. He was determined.

Tonight he would get you pregnant.

[sadlynotthevoid]

WAIT—

Fairy Tail x LCF crossover AU where Gildarts and Jour are cousins.

This is, of course, in an AU where both worlds are one and the same. Earth Land is the name of their world and Fiore and the other kingdoms/places are located in a southeast part of the Eastern continent that limits with a commonly known dangerous part of the ocean. So, people don't usually go there unless they're already in the Eastern continent— or they live there and, therefore, are just used to it.

Then, maybe, when Gildarts was young he and his family went on a trip to the Eastern continent but he somehow got lost and ended up in Fiore. And when he finally found his way back to his parents, they were already gone (I mean dead, they are dead. No, they didn't abandoned him). So he decided to go back to Fiore to that nice guild he stayed in before.

Many years later, one Cale Henituse (the original one, of course), appears at the guild's doors asking the girl working in the bar for "a redhead man around his forties, probably tall. I think his childhood nickname was Gil".

The loud "wait! Are you Gildarts' illegitimate child?" exclamation that Natsu let out shocked everyone so much that the ongoing fight on the background stopped dead. Elfman fell face to the ground. Levi almost ripped off her book. Gray almost tripped into Erza's cake. And Cana—

Cana choked with her beer. Does she have a sibling?

After a short explanation that let even more questions than before, she learned that no, she doesn't have a sibling (not as far as she knows, at least). She does, however, have a cousin and a lunatic running wearing her second uncle's body (wtf??? That's creepy).

Hearing the newbie's story (yes, he was one of them now. No, she did not ask), Mira called the Master, who called Gildarts, who told them that he would be there in a week.

Meanwhile, why don't they start with his tutoring? After all, they can't have a member that can't use magic, can they?

This is before TBOAH timeline goes south, btw. And it won't. Cale has an army of crazy, loud, bamf magicians by his side.

[starswritewhispers]

Dragons & Denial- Chapter 2.5

A03

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

The days turned into weeks and as much as Lucy hated to admit it, she was enjoying life in Dragnof.  The citizens were not nearly as barbaric as she had been raised to believe and they had nearly as many mages and elves roaming their streets as the dragons they were known for. There was a lack of hatred or competition and Lucy found it easy to let her guard down as she and whatever guard was assigned to her would walk through the streets. She had even grown to like the palace, growing accustomed to reading under the cherry blossoms in their garden. 

Her relationship with Natsu had improved greatly as well, blossoming into a close friendship over the weeks. It was recently, on a ride through the valleys on the edge of the kingdom, that she truly realized the kind of man he was. 

One of Zeref’s creations had been hunting down a small child and without a second thought, Natsu jumped to shield the girl from the attack. He turned the demon to nothing more than mere dust, but cracked jokes the whole time to keep the young girl at ease. When her parents had tried to repay him, he had refused. “Yo,”  A loud, familiar, voice broke through her train of thoughts. “Your book can’t be that good, c’mon,” Natsu continued to whine until she sighed and put her bookmark in to slowly close the book.  “Yes?” She asked, looking up to immediately blanch. “Get down from there!” The prince–heir to the kingdom–in question, was currently dangling upside down from a branch, his knees hooked over the bark.  His grin was as sharp and beaming as ever, even with the added color in his cheeks from the blood flow rushing to his brain. 

“You’re no fun,” he grumbled, swinging himself off it and landing smoothly on his feet. “Haven’t you ever climbed a tree, princess?”   Lucy remembered trying, once. She had bloodied and torn one of her dresses in the process, but laughed the whole fall down.  

Then her father stumbled upon her giggling in the dust.  She didn’t try again after that.

“Of course I have,” she lied anyway, rolling her eyes. “You were hanging from one, there’s a difference.”  Natsu’s nose twitched. “What are you–” “You’re lying ,” he accused, pointing a finger at her. “I can smell it.” “That’s so creepy,” 

“Is not.” “Why are you sniffing me?” “Because you were lying ,” Natsu repeated, throwing his hands up in the air in exasperation. “I already told you.” “It’s not seemly for princesses to climb trees,” Lucy muttered, patting down the skirts of her dress subconsciously. “It’s frowned upon.” “Well,  I frown upon that frowned upon bullshit,” He declared, looking at her contemplatively for a moment. “Copy what I do.” He instructed and began to slowly scale his way up the tree.  Lucy paused, watching where his feet and hands went as she fiddled with her skirts. For a moment, she debated turning on her heel and storming off but– It looked fun, it looked freeing. 

She followed him, her hands moving to clutch the same branches, her slippers moving over the same knobs, until they were sitting at the top of the treeline.  “Wow,” she breathed softly, leaning forward to look down at the earth below them. The view from her balcony was higher up, but it was more beautiful from here, as though the effort to earn it made it that much sweeter. “It’s beautiful.” “I know,” At the sound of his voice, Lucy turned to see the dragon prince already smiling at her, cherry blossom petals scattered throughout his pink hair. A giggle slipped out of her before she could control it and he blinked before understanding slowly dawned on his face. “The pink doesn’t blend in, huh?” He asked with a laugh, dragging his gaze away from her after a moment. A calm lull of silence fell over them, save for the chirping of birds nearby. 

“My brother used to bring me up here,” Natsu’s voice was soft, contemplative, as he stared off into the distance. “When I was a little boy,” A chuckle slipped from his lips, but it was humorless. “We’d climb to see the stars whenever I had a nightmare and he’d promise that–” A sad smile curved over his lips as he tilted his head towards the blue, cloudless, sky. “As long as there was at least one visible star every night, then I’d be okay.”  Lucy slowly reached over to rest her hand atop his, slowly rubbing her thumb over the skin.  “I didn’t know you had a brother,” She admitted, chewing on the skin of her bottom lip. It was obvious, by the suddenly somber look in his eyes and the droop of his shoulders, that it was a heavy topic. “He’s not a source of pride for our kingdom,” Natsu’s answer was clipped, his gaze staying straight on the horizon. “Or anyone, really.” “There will be stars tonight,” Lucy murmured, squeezing Natsu’s hand gently. She felt his hand tense up within her hold before returning with a squeeze of its own.

[luckyrave]

Fairy Tail Discussion: Ignia or Fairis as The Final Villian?

Ignia has always held a long standing presence throughout the manga's run thus far in Fairy Tail 100 Years Quest. At least that has been the case until the new Black Wizard, Earth-land Faris appeared before Natsu and Ignia's scuffle with an presence from Acnologia that is derivative from the arm that Igneel had bit off during the battle in Tartaros. Due to this occurrence it's left a talking point amongst the community as to whether Ignia will maintain his standing as the prima villain of 100 Years Quest, or will Earth-land- Faris take the reigns away for the remainder of the series

[ohtobearandomftblog]

fear/trauma headcanons because i want them to suffer

gray and juvia have violent flashbacks whenever they see collars like what invel used

gray is far more violent than juvia

gray is more likely to attack anyone who tries to help him viciously unless its juvia but then hed think she was like the ur that neinhart summoned and will be cautious to the point of weak attacks meant to keep her away

juvia will lash out wildly but eventually will curl into a ball (as a human or as water depends on if she could hear gray) and simply cry. rain is summoned

canonically gajeel views crucification as his worst memories. headcanonically he gets shaky and stuttery and he cant tell if its a panic attack or not but he doesnt really tell anyone bc he thinks he deserves it for what he did to levy jet and droy

natsu gets very anxious around any flame

when natsu was with igneel he would have a complete meltdown whenever he saw fire. made it very difficult to learn yknow fire dragon slaying magic.

after natsu got to fairy tail he was mostly fine with his own flames but like. macao. noooooooo. hell even the fireplace. noooooo no no nonononono

he never knew why until he got some memories unlocked during the alvarez shit. then he still had a fear of uncontrolled fire/his fire becoming uncontrollable

wendy will stay awake all night sometimes, trying to find/cast enchantments that will protect her mind and body from ever being taken over/altered ever again

erza used to get angry whenever she saw any chains. even the tiny ones for a necklace. she got angry to cover her fear of them. a pickaxe also gets her angry

levy will avoid going near long pieces of anything hard. shes scared shell trip and fall and impale herself on them. jet and droy used to be like that but after the 7 years they just became super careful around it

lucy is so close to making a deal with the celestial spirit king to allow gate keys of all kinds to be requip-ible. she doesnt care what the price is she just wants to make sure she will never lose her friends again. unless the price is losing a friend again in which case she might just murder the fucking king

after the last acnologia thing at least gray lucy and happy are afraid of literally Everything when someone's behind them. if the person laughs if they talk if they walk if they trip if they do nothing. they think theyre either being attacked or kidnapped or killed

laxus and erik (maybe sting and rogue too) are scared of lacrima

when the communication lacrima, the only one they ever bothered with, was big enough that youd have trouble carrying it with both hands, they were mostly okay. just had to have it across the room with no one else in the room

after the com lacrima became tiny phones they just. never use it. or if they are forced to then its as far from them as possible. they wont hold it. its great bc if the phone is close to their ear then its way too loud but its terrible bc they have to yell responses unless its another slayer

pantherlily will not go near laxus. if someones holding him and they go to walk past laxus he will get out of their hold and fly in a big circle around him before going back to the persons arms/shoulder/whatever. he knows logically that laxus wont summon thunder just bc lily got close but also big boom noise reminds him of far too many awful things from edolas

carla happy frosch and lector are also scared of thunder. all exceeds are. those four have just been on earth land long enough to know itll most likely be okay. happy has been near laxus enough to know hell just absorb it if it gets close to the guild

cana hates hospitals. even a medical area or something where the injured/sick rest. too many bad experiences there. too much death. it doesnt help that her fortune telling is itching to show how people will be affected by what ails them

all of the dragon slayers have a fear of abandonment. be it their first human families, the dragons (if applicable), the second families (again if applicable), the guilds, the exceeds (you get the gist), friends, whatever. they have been left too often to expect people to stay for any amount of time, but by the gods does it burn when anyone leaves even for a moment

mystogan and porlyusica feared an anima would drag them back to edolas every single fucking day.

now porlyusica fears it, even after they all reassured her mystogan took care of them all.

and mystogan fears that he didnt stop the animas, and hell suddenly have a lacrima of his family back on his doorstep

[claudiaaaana]

The Flame Dragon God's Bride

Pairing: Nalu/Natsu x Lucy

Synopsis: After every quinquennial period, a young lass is chosen as an offering to the flame dragon god.

Warning: This story is all about inter-species relationships, and cr3amp13.

—o—

Every five years, in Lucy’s village, a sacrifice was made.

It was said that many years ago, a great dragon descended from the heavens. The flames that he blew onto the Earth gave birth to life, and so the world was born. Living alone was lonely, and so the dragon implanted his seed into the fields and gave birth to man who worshipped and comforted him.

Or at least, that is what the older caretakers at the orphanage told her. “Listen, Lucy,” the scarlet-haired woman admonishes. Erza had, after all, always been a stern person. “This is important to know. It’s the year of harvest, you know. You’ve come of age this year!”

Lucy had never taken much stock in gods, demons, monsters, or humans. They could all screw themselves as far as she was concerned. Even if the dragon god was real, what good was he if he did nothing about the suffering of the people in this village? Every three years the crops began to wane and people began to starve. It was a blight of the land, or so the “wise” elders stated. Her parents had been killed when she was still very young – killed when someone had stolen from them for food.

What kind of “god” allowed that?

She makes a face at the older woman and sticks out her tongue. Erza flicks her forehead and her friend, Juvia sits beside her, all prim and proper, like she always did and rolls her eyes at her antics.

“I could care less about a harvest year,” Lucy bites back. And she really couldn’t. Every harvest year, an untouched girl who had come of age who chosen by the dragon. She had always been too young to attend the choosing ceremony, and she had no idea how girls were chosen, but she did know what happened after. The girl would need to satisfy the Dragon’s lust, indulging him for an entire month before being sent back into the village.

After that, the crops would flourish, and the girl would be regarded as a martyr. She would never marry, but she and her family would be well cared for. 

"I’ll run if I’m the chosen!"

“And you’ll be captured and dragged back,” Erza reprimands, voice sharp. “Becoming a bride for the Dragon god is a great honor–”

“Being used as a toy is an honor?” The blonde-haired girl asks back crossly. With a sigh, she huffs when she hears annoyed sounds behind her. She nearly flips them off off, but she holds herself back.

“The tribute’s sacrifice is a great honor, by giving herself to the dragon, she in turn brings her village good tidings and a bountiful harvest!” Erza continues.

At this point, Lucy just nods in order to get Erza to leave her alone. Huffily, she looks at the calendar. The day of harvest was tomorrow.

It’s fine, she thinks. That day will come and go, just like all days.

She’s able to swipe some bread and cheese from the kitchen which she brings to her bunkmate after that annoying lesson. She was of age now and would soon need to leave.

Lucy takes a look around the run-down orphanage. It was tiny, having only a few rooms. One large room for all of the abandoned teens and children, a school room for education, a kitchen, and a large bathing area. It was practically falling apart, but it was the only place that she had ever known for years. Her eyes sting, and she wipes them quickly before any of the moisture that had gathered there could fall. It was fine. She wouldn’t miss this stupid place.

She’d need to get a job quickly, and save up enough so that she could leave.

Maybe she’d even find a way to leave the village.

Cana is laying on the lower bunk bed in the sleeping area, somewhat sober, when Lucy finds her. She throws her the bread, and the young woman with dark brown hair catches it with a smirk.

“How was the dragon bride spiel?”

Lucy rolls her eyes, “Boring. You’re lucky you don’t have to go. Must be nice for your part, huh,” she plops down onto the bed beside her. Cana breaks the bread in half and hands her a piece of it, which she accepts gratefully. She bites into it and chews. The bread was stale and old, just like this falling apart building, and the entire fucking village.

Cana falls quiet.

“You don’t think you’ll be chosen, will ya? I'm gonna miss having you around. Though, it was just for the time being, still...”

Lucy frowns. That had been a thought she had tried to push out of her own head. There would be only 20 girls attending the choosing ceremony tomorrow, and she was one of them. The odds weren’t good, but the others were just as likely to be chosen. She chews on the tip of her thumb, nibbling at the skin until it was red and peeling slightly in the dry air.

She gives her companion a wide smile. “Of course not!”

The choosing day arrives the following day – she, Juvia, and some of the other girls are all brought to the foot of the dragon’s mountain. Here, many of the village elders lived, taking direct command from the dragon who lived at the very top. Lady Erza leads them to a large clearing, where many of the wise men sit in wait for them. She had seen them all before. Once a year, all of them came down to the village, in order to minister gospel to the rest of the citizens. Cana had once told her that it seemed like they were less interested in ministering and more invested in scoping out any girls who were close to coming of age for the following harvest.

Lucy had to agree with her.

The men are all old, with wrinkled faces and leering smiles as they regard all of them.

It instantly makes Lucy feel sick.

“How lucky you all are,” one of the elders say, who called himself Hades. “One of you is very close to paradise, you will give yourself to the dragon, and in turn, your village will prosper. Is there a greater honor?” He calls out. Some of the other men snicker, looking at all of them.

She wasn’t naive enough to not understand what those looks meant. The other women seem to shrink, looking down demurely, but Lucy looks at them all head on, eyes narrowed and teeth grit.

Another elder, named Porla seems to have noticed.

“Is there a problem, girl?” He asks, his voice silky, but dangerous. “You look upset. Do you not want to give yourself to the dragon?” A hush falls over the crowd of girls, who all give her worried glances. Juvia grabs her hand from beside her.

“Don’t,” the calmer girl warns. It was clear as day how that man’s comment had made her blood boil. She can feel heat on the back of her neck, searing her very soul. She trembles, and bites her lip so hard that she can taste blood in her mouth. “Don’t.”

“I suppose that is up to the dragon,” Lucy growls in response.

The elders glare at her, but Porla just seems amused. He doesn’t move from his spot. His eyes crinkle, as though he knew something that she didn’t. She’s not sure why, but she’s unnerved and drops his gaze, bringing her eyes down to the cool stone beneath her feet. “I suppose that it is,” there’s an almost gleeful quality to his voice. It’s shuddersome, but she squashes down her fear.

She wouldn’t let him intimidate her.

It’s not me, she thinks, tries to reassure herself. It could be anyone. It’s not me.

She can feel all of the other girls’ eyes on her. Somehow, the atmosphere had changed, as though they were all relieved. It was if they knew as well, that she had made a mistake. She bites into her lip, hard.

Juvia’s hand is firm on her wrist, but even she could see that the blue-haired girl looked grim.

“Kneel,” Porla says to them all. “Kneel and wait. We will confer with one another before we reveal our choice to you all.” He gives the blonde girl another smile, and she knows.

Confer.

Choice.

Those words played over and over again in her head as her characteristic boldness evaporated. A tense chill grips her as the men whisper amongst themselves.They would be the ones choosing the sacrifice.

Stupid, she thinks, panicked. Why can’t you ever shut up for once? Erza and Cana tried to warn you to hold your tongue –

It’s not a long conference at all. The men speak for about five minutes total before they announce their choice.

“Lucy Heartfilia,” Porla says with a leering smile. “Rejoice!” He claps his hands together, eyes filled with an almost perverse malice. She can’t look up. She can’t.

Was this really happening?

“You will be the dragon’s chosen bride!”

It takes about five guards to wrestle her to the ground.

She’s proud to have given three of them black eyes and to have busted the other two’s lips. She breaks one of their noses and is satisfied to have their blood on her hands. Lucy hits the ground, hard. She struggles against the weight pinning her down, and watches as one who’s nose she had broken raises his hand, preparing to strike her.

“No!” One of the elders call, “The dragon will be upset if she’s damaged!”

She hears the guard snarl, glaring down at her. Then, he smirks cruelly as he wipes the blood from his nose and smears it across her face. She gags, and spits at him. “You won’t have as much fight once the dragon has ruined you,” he sneers.

She manages to raise her knee, thrusting it up hard into his balls and has never been more satisfied to see a man cry then she is at that moment.

Eventually, Erza is brought in to speak with her.

She looks upset, and Lucy has a difficult time meeting her eyes. Gently, she comes and squeezes her shoulders. “Lucy,” she says firmly. “You must comply.”

“But–”

“No, buts,” the older woman says firmly, “This is your duty to perform now. The land with continue to stagnant if you don’t,” and Lucy bites the inside of her cheeks so hard that she can taste blood. Duty? Responsibility? She had never had a choice in any of this! Not in being born in this shitty village – not in her parents dying – and certainly not in practically raising herself at that shitty orphanage of years. Now she would be forced to “please” some faceless god?

“It’s not fair,” she whispers, and her eyes begin to blur. “Erza, it’s not fair.”

Erza’s eyes soften as she’s pulled into a tight embrace. Lucy clings to her, not wanting to let go. She had always been tough on her, and all of the other children. It was because she cared, even if she was a pious woman. Erza had been an older orphan at that point when she had first arrived, before she had chosen to work at the place that had always been her home. She had been nothing but a sobbing little girl at the time, and the older girl had comforted her.

Now, she’s doing it again. “It’s not fair at all – but you have to.” It’s cruel of her, but she adds. “Think of the future. After this, you’ll be stable for the rest of your life. You’ll be able to get a real home, if you want to leave.”

A real home – but at what cost?

It feels as though all of her energy has left her, evaporating.

“Alright,” Lucy whispers dully.

From that point on, she complies.

She bids Cana and Juvia goodbye. She is shown a room at the top of tower where the elders live. She is presented two handmaidens who tell her that tomorrow would begin the month of harvest. “You’ll meet Master E.N.D. there.”

Lucy blinks blearily. “E.N.D.?”

The handmaid, a petite young girl with blue colored hair and eyes smiles. “That’s what the elders call the dragon god. I don't know what it means, though,” she explains.

Master...E.N.D.

He was the one who had caused all of this.

Her husband.

Lucy is woken up promptly as sunrise by the small, blue-haired handmaiden. She called herself Levy and implores her to refer to her familiarly. “I’m here to serve you, m’lady. There’s no need for formality,” the sweet girl says with a bright smile. She seems nice. Lucy wonders what she feels about all of this.

“You don’t need to call me that,” she says in response. “Just call me by my given name. I’m not anyone special.”

“But you are!” Levy says, voice filled with conviction. “You’re the dragon’s bride!”

Lucy grimaces. How could she ever forget?

“Have you seen many of the brides before?” Lucy asks dully as she’s led to the baths. It’s a large basin in the middle of the room, filled with hot water and different scented oils. Lucy undresses as Levy begins to help her bathe, moving to wash her hair. “I only saw the previous one,” the bluenette says. “I haven’t been here that long and that was five years ago.”

The last bride had been a woman called Sorano. She had always been a wild woman, somewhat like herself in that regard. She had volunteered to be the bride when the time came and relished in the lifestyle that being a former bride afforded her. None of the men made advances on her after that, and the woman seemed thrilled about this. She had always seemed more interested in the numerous female friends who she hosted at her home.

Lucy had heard her say that the dragon had freed her. Whatever that meant. Sorano had always been strange, even to her.

“Do you know what the ceremonies entail?” she asks.

Levy stills, soapy fingers still in her hair.

“I–I’m not allowed to say, Lu-chan,” she says, looking apologetic. Lucy sighs. Of course. It figured that would be the case. She would find out when the time came and not a moment before.

“The dragon isn’t bad, though,” Levy says softly.

What?

“You’ve seen him?”

“Y-Yes,” the bluenette says. “Sometimes he comes down from the mountain even when it isn’t a harvest year.”

Lucy isn’t sure what to make of the other girl’s words. She seemed to be a meek girl. Perhaps that was the reason she thought that?

What was the dragon like? The stories described him as fearsome beast, both monster and god. She didn’t know what to expect at all. None of the few women that she had seen return from a harvest ever seemed hurt or injured. The stigma attached to the role was enough to make women fear being chosen, though.

It’s not like that matters right now, Lucy thinks. She was already here.

When she had been cleaned and dressed by Levy and another hand maid, she is taken back out to that large clearing. The elders are waiting once more for her. She’s dressed in a long and flowing kimono, one that hands slightly from her shoulders. Ornate jewels and flowers have been weaved through her hair.

The elders smile at her, and Porla’s smile seems to be the biggest of all. She glares at him as she is told to kneel in the middle of the clearing. She didn’t see anything nearby. It leads her to wonder if this was another one of the elders’ tricks, meant to make her suffer even more. “Close your eyes,” she is ordered, and she does so, not wanting to fight anymore.

And then she feels a powerful gust of wind, one that makes her hair and clothing fly all around her from the force of it. She gasps, eyes flying open and she is completely floored by what she sees.

“A monster?” She whispers to herself.

That was the only way that she could describe the large creature in front of her. It was quite large, taller than most buildings. Several long and thick tendrils on its scaly back was covered in large, black eyes with slitted red pupils. The blood red creature seems to settle down in front of her, with all of the elders behind it. They have moved back, making even more space for the creature. Its eyes, including the ones on its tendrils, seem to focus on her, and the muzzle of its large, gaping mouth opens, tongue lolling out for a moment before it closes.

Was this the dragon...god?

Lucy trembles, unable to move as she stares up at the creature in both awe and terror.

The dragon crawls towards her, getting closer to her space. Out of instinct, her breath hitches and she leans backwards. The creature notices this and thick smoke comes out of its nostrils, making the girl still. The dragon sits on all fours, leveling its two primary eyes on her level before leaning backwards and sitting on its haunches. All of its tendrils suddenly came into her view and narrowing all of its eyes on her little form.

I’m going to die, she thinks to herself. There was no way that she could handle a beast of that size. He would rip her to pieces. He’d eat her, he’d kill her. This had all been a lie, and she was going to be food for this creature! How had they managed to hide something like this for so long? How in the world had no one known about this creature? Had all of the tributes been sworn to secrecy after whatever was done to them?

Her legs tremble, as she watches the dragon stretches its arm – reaching for her.

Run.

And yet, she couldn’t. Her body was paralyzed, and she could hardly feel her legs. There would be no escaping a creature of that size. He would hunt her down easily.

I’m going to die. I’m going to die, I’m going to die –

Gently, she feels the rough claw of the dragon stroke her cheek. Lucy blinks, her eyes feel wet and so do her cheeks, at least until the claw begin to wipe the tears from her eyes. The creature touches her so softly, that she’s taken aback, gaping at him until her face was completely dry and her shivering had stopped.

It wasn’t hurting her?

Two tendrils going underneath her arm pits and lifting her up so that she is kneeling in the grass. It’s gentle with her, careful not to hurt her even as its rough claw brush her lips.

Then, she hears a voice – one that reverberates throughout her being. It’s loud and masculine, and can only be coming from the dragon.

“There is nothing to fear,” it – he says. “I will not hurt you.” Two simple sentences, and yet, she believes him. The fear leaves her at that moment, leaving only curiosity and confusion. This was the same god that demanded sacrifices and caused blight?

It was then, that the wisest elder, Porla, speaks, “The month of harvest will now begin,” says the man. “For a month, you will be bathed in the seed of the dragon through you, the land will be revitalized and will become fruitful once more,” he explains. It takes a moment for Lucy to process what he was saying.

His seed?

“At the end of the month,” says a different wise elder. “The dragon will take your maidenhead and the rite will be complete.”

She feels uneasy hearing those words, though it was no different from what she had expected from the moment that she had been chosen. The dragon retrieves its claw from her cheeks, but its tendrils were still wrapped around her, keeping her steady, and his many eyes had an almost soft look to them, despite the dragon's terrifying appearance. It really seemed as though he had no intention to hurt her.

Was she supposed to really believe that, though?

—o—

Soon after the meeting ceremony, the blonde girl, Lucy, is taken back to her room.

She looks back at the dark red dragon as her handmaidens come and gently pull her away from him, and he allows his tendrils to release her, drawing back into himself as he watches her go. Lucy looks curious, nothing like the terrified girl that he had first been greeted with after making his appearance. He never enjoyed this rites, especially not when the women he was meant to take always seemed to terrified, or resigned to their fate.

It was a necessary evil, part of the curse that had been placed on the land by that evil woman.

"Every few years, your land will wither and turn to ash. All life will die and fade, sinking back into the ground from whence it had come."

"Unless, of course – you trample over the dignity of a human woman – she will never know love again."

"And neither will you."

He grimaces as he thinks back to the wicked witch with thickly braided scarlet hair. This was his punishment for defying her all of those centuries ago.

A blight. And a curse.

Still, he’s curious enough about this girl to let his many eyes follow her back to her room. He had seen her before. Sometimes, he watched over the village that he had first built many, many years ago. He had seen many of them grow, and he had seen many of them die. Lucy had always been a girl who had stood out amongst the others. She was often disobedient and fiery. It had caught his eye during that time – and he had asked the elders to keep an eye out for her, as a girl like that would probably not be broken from the ceremony that had to happen. Sometimes, it took a much longer time to the girls who were brought to him over the years to lose their fear of him, no matter how gentle he had tried to be.

Some never did.

Ignoring the elders, he goes to where he knows Lucy must be. Tributes always stayed in the same room, the highest room on the manor, and she is there when he kneels down onto his knees, to look inside. She was there, and the handmaids were beginning to remove the jewels from her hair when their eyes meet once more, through the large oval window that was on the far left of the room. She tenses as she notices his presence, startled by seeing one of his two primary eyes peering down at her and he quickly moves away, leaving her in peace.

Right. Curious or not, he was still a monsterous being. And she still wasn’t here by choice.

—o—

He had come to visit her.

It’s something that she mulls over all night – his gentleness, the soft way that he had looked at her. He was a grotesque looking thing. How could someone who demanded sacrifices be so kind? Was this some kind of trick? He had even watched her from outside of her room, as though to check up on her.

She doesn’t understand.

Lucy is brought back to the clearing the following day. This time, she is dressed far more simply, in a plain white robe. Her hair is loose, falling down on her waistline as she kneels down onto the grass. She looks up at the massive creature who was sitting down in front of her. Today would be the first day of the fertility rite, and she had no idea what to really expect. You will be bathed in his seed. She grimaces. Perhaps she had a better idea about it then she had previously believed. Lucy worries her bottom lip with her teeth as she bends her head, looking down at the grass, and waits.

And waits.

Then, she hears a large groan escape from the dragon's mouth. She looks up, just in time to see something large and hard protruding from its abdomen. It’s huge, throbbing and it takes only a moment before she realizes exactly what it is. Her lips part as she watches as its huge claw wraps around it and begins to stroke. She hears a large rumble, one that makes the ground reverberate with the force of it, and she looks up, watching in awe.

She had never seen anything like this.

The dragon's many eyes on its tendrils slide closed, and its primary two eyes on his head looking at her, half lidded as though hazy with pleasure as he strokes himself. The elders are further away, watching the entire display and Lucy just feel…strange. It takes some time for her to identify what the feeling building in the pit of her stomach was. She hadn’t felt it often, usually late at night, when she felt far too restless to sleep. A warmth, one that left her legs tingling.

This goes on for several more minutes, with Lucy sitting in confusion until suddenly she hears the dragon gasp.

There’s a large tremor that seems to go up along his body, one that makes him sway slightly, and then she watches as the massive member twitches, and then overflows. It shoots from him, a large burst of it spurting onto her shoulders, chest, and covering her dress. None of it falls onto her face, but she can feel the warm, white liquid covering her skin, seeping into her clothes.

It’s warm.

Lucy flushes, as she hear the dragon breathe deeply as he sits back, then as though exhausted. He seems to soften, long appendage seeming to sink back into its skin as though it had never even been there to begin with. Still stunned, she raises her hand, still covered in the warm white fluids. Just feeling it against her is enough to make the heat in the pit of her belly to increase, until it is boiling.

She finds herself panting, flushed.

What was this?

Her hands tremble, as do her legs and her thighs and she’s unable to stop herself. Her thighs squeeze together, trying to calm herself. What is this? What is this? Her heart is hammering in her chest. Her eyes slide back over to the dragon’s large, heaving form. He seemed relaxed, now, and she watches his claw reaches towards her. This time, she isn’t afraid when it caresses her cheek.

She’s not even afraid when it wraps around her, lifting her into the air, as though weighed nothing. It wasn’t uncomfortable, and she doesn’t struggle when when she’s brought high up to his mouth. Instead, the feeling only increases. Her hands tighten on the hand around her, especially when a long tendril comes to rest underneath her bottom, allowing her to comfortably sit.

When she’s close enough to the dragon’s mouth, she’s able to hear him speak.

“Are you alright, young one?”

His voice is quiet, this time. It’s not booming like the first time he had spoke, as though he were trying to keep this conversation between the two of them. Lucy nods somewhat shyly, still confused at the feelings that were running through her body, this heat, that left her flesh yearning for something.

“I-I’m alright,” she answers, and his reptile eyes crinkle, as though thrilled and relieved. Almost like a smile.

She doesn’t have much time to contemplate this new knowledge, nor the strangeness in her body as she’s set back onto the ground. Her eyes follow him, though and she opens her mouth to speak once more.

“The first day of ceremony has been complete!” Cries one of the elders, then, jolting her from her thoughts. “The tribute may now return to her quarters to bathe,” Porla seems amused, “You will be back tomorrow at the same time,” the mirth in his eyes tells her that he took her confusion and trembling for fear.

But it wasn’t, strangely.

It was something else entirely.

That night, she feels oddly lonely.

She isn’t used to sleeping by herself, and without the noise of all of the other children from the orphanage, it’s impossible to fall asleep. It’s just too quiet, and her body still feels too warm from earlier. Even in the bath, Lucy had been unable to get the feeling of his seed off of his skin. She could still feel where it had touched, feel it on her. She turns in her bed, frustrated as she throws the blankets off of her body. The bed was soft – softer than anything that they had back home at that orphanage. The sheets were made of satin and made her sweat.

Why did she feel like this?

She’s throbbing at her core, right between her legs, and after much frustration, she lifts her nightgown and touches right at the spot where the ache was the worst.

“H-Haaah,” she groans. She never usually had time to do this kind of thing, and she tries not to think about why she is doing this. It was strange. That such a beast would have such an effect on her.

It doesn’t take long for her to come, not when she’s this worked up. She stares up at the ceiling, and catches one of the large eyes of the dragon at her window for only a moment before it is gone. For a moment, she wonders if she’s imagined it, before realizing that she hadn’t.

Even stranger is that she doesn’t mind.

The next few days pass more or less the same. She is bathed in his seed, and then made to clean herself before going back to her room where she touched herself to alleviate the same desire that had sprung into her heart. She can sense that he’s always around, watching her – and in some ways, that knowledge only spurs her actions on even further.

Lucy tries not to think about what any of that might mean.

But his attention is beginning to excite her.

She felt almost thrilled whenever she was brought to that clearing now, and the thoughts of how the dragon and looked, felt, didn’t leave her even as the sun set and moonlight shone through the blinds in her room. Is he casting some kind of spell on me?

She should hate this like she had when she first came here. She should spurn his touch and what was expected of her.

But, she didn’t.

She’s curious.

If she was going to be a toy and if she had to go through all of this whether she liked it or not, then she might as well enjoy it, right? Either way, she’d still be cast back into town after all of this – a pariah. A well cared for pariah, but a pariah nonetheless.

And the dragon was gentle.

She should take advantage of that, right? She’d have no one else after all of this, anyway.

—o—

There were two rules to this curse – changing into his human form can only be done at sunset, and the fertility rite must be performed every five years.

It put strain on his body, and he didn’t often even bother with the transformation, but he’s too interested in this new tribute to stop himself. She was a puzzling woman, leaving the blinds of her window open, as though she were hoping that he was watching her. He had watched her after that first night, intrigued by how quickly she had come around to him. It had taken the other tributes much longer, and even then, they seemed to regard him with a resigned obligation. They understood what their role was, but they didn’t fear or hate him.

It was all that he could ask her.

With this girl, he could see a spark of interest in her eyes and he could smell her arousal, something that he didn’t think that he would ever get the chance to experience from a woman. At least not since this curse had begun.

She had touched herself that night, a sight that had shocked him. He had watched until she reached her completion and he had never seen a more beautiful sight. This girl flushed and gasping, hips lifting off of the bed as she buried her fingers deep inside of herself left him feeling a warmth, a longing that he hadn’t felt for years.

Afterwards, he finds himself making his way to her room, either peering through the window or sneaking his tendril into the room in the dead of night in order to watch her.

And so, an ill-advised habit had developed.

Idiot, he thinks to himself, clenching at his chest. She’s going to leave soon, just like all of the others.

This was reality. She would come to resent him, too. It was only a matter of time.

—o—

There is a deviation from their typical pattern after two weeks.

As usual, she is brought to the clearing, she watches as the dragon pleasures himself, and then she’s covered in it, from head to toe.

Unlike the other times, this time, she’s far too curious. Unable to help herself, she finds herself licking her fingers. It didn’t smell or taste bad. In fact, the dragon’s seed was delicious and sweet.

His many eyes are all staring this time, all watching her with a dark, but interested precision.

Then, he speaks. “Do you like that, little one?” He asks in a deep, rumbling voice.

Lucy flushes, and tries to keep herself still even though she is beginning to feel incredibly hot just from being coated in it. Every day, she’s gets hotter and hotter until she has to quell the fire by touching herself in the dark of night. She had a feeling that the dragon had been watching as she had caught a glimpse of his eyes through her windows. She had never been bold enough to do anything here, though not in front of the elders, or the dragon.

But something about the way that he looked at her made her want to test this beast far more.

The elders watch, faces stony, at least until one of her hands drops down, reaching underneath the robe that had been prepared for her. Her skin is still slick with his seed as she finds her clit, rubbing it as she meets his eyes. She hears a low rumble that comes from the dragon as one of his tendrils wrap around her, giving her privacy from the elders. Many eyes line the tendril, all watching her as her fingers begin to work. “You’re–,” the air seems to grow heavy as he speaks. “What are you–?”

She doesn’t allow him to answer as she brushes her lips against the tendril, leaning against it as her fingers sink into herself. She’s not sure why she’s doing any of this, but the breathless way that the creature sounds, the way the very air seems to shudder around her spurs her on.

Lucy never felt this free before.

She knew it was a perverse game for those elders, but for her, it was becoming something she actually enjoyed. It wasn’t like she would do any of this normally though, she’s just doing what her body wants her to do. The dragon’s seed creates a nice lubrication, making it easier to work for fingers, deep into herself, deeper than they’ve ever gone as she writhes.

“Aaah!” She moans.

For a moment, she wonders what exactly she’s doing.

What do you want? If the dragon can do as he pleases with you, then why not do the same to him?

Right.

Her lips don’t stop moving over the pulsing thick scaly tendril wrapping around her as she lavishes it with kisses. She can feel the dragon breathing, gasping.

Was it sensitive?

She isn’t allowed to chase that thought much further, however, as the pressure building in the pit of her belly swells to a breaking point. Lucy shudders, gasping loudly as waves of bliss roll through her body. Her hips stutter, grinding until she was finally calm.

The dragon’s eyes don’t leave her the entire time.

For a moment, Lucy wonders if this was what power felt like.

After the ceremony, the maidens take her away to bathe her clean and have her eat some food. She feels tired. She still can’t help but slip in a finger inside of her to finger some of his seed out of herself. She wonders if she should be more modest, but can’t find it within herself to care. Soon, she’d be a pariah, anyway.

She pushes her finger into her mouth, tasting it and shuddering with pleasure. Some of the handmaids tease her for being so amorous.

“I don’t think I’ve seen a more enthusiastic tribute,” they tell her when she’s struck by the urge to touch herself again. Lucy is not at all surprised to see one of the tendril's large eyes watching her from outside of the bathing room’s window.

And she finds herself pushing her fingers inside of herself again, this time letting the creature see as she tastes it. After that, she feels the eyes of the creature on her all night. She doesn’t mind, and even leaves the window open and the curtains pushed back so that he can see inside of her room.

She had felt resentment for it before – for the god that allowed people to suffer like she had in this perverse village, but now… she wasn’t sure what she felt. He didn’t seem to want to cause her any harm.

It was the opposite, in fact.

—o—

To say that Natsu was taken aback by this girl, would be putting his feelings lightly.

Never had a tribute been so bold, so enthusiastic to participate in the ceremonies. She wasn’t disgusted with his dragon form, a fact that warmed his heart.

He wants to reach out to her.

She was quite a wild little thing, and it seemed as though she were teasing him. He has never felt like this before, there had been attraction but not like this.

Changing form doesn’t help his ardor, nor does stroking himself to completion. It only makes him grow hotter, make him yearn that much more desperately for this girl. On his human form, he’s doused himself under icy frigid water in one of the compound’s many baths, and it does nothing to relieve him. He can still feel sweat dripping down his neck. The want inside of him had grown to an almost unbearable point. Desperate, he tries to locate her from his mind’s eye and finds that she’s asleep, silk sheets wrapped around her pale form.

Her long golden hair had been done into a loose braid and her nose twitches in her sleep.

He finds himself getting out of the tub, and towards her bedroom. He closes his palm over her eyes and feels her stir.

“Relax,” he murmurs, “it’s just me.”

He feels the tension in her body fade away. “...Master E.N.D.?” She asks quietly. 

He smile at her. She was a perceptive one, wasn’t she? 

“Yes,” he says, “Close your eyes now. You aren’t allowed to see me until the ceremony, especially in this form.” He instructs as he removes his hand from her eyes. She had done as she was told, and he uses one of the ribbons he sees near her night stand to tie around her eyes, like a blindfold.

“I don’t think you’re supposed to be here either, Master E.N.D,” she notes. “I can’t see you, but you’re already breaking one of your own rules,” and this has Natsu chuckling. She was a bold one.

“True,” Natsu drawls, “But humor me. You’ve had quite the effect on me, young one,” he says, smoothing his hand down her nightgown and grasping her breasts. “I’ve never seen a maid pleasure herself with my seed before,” he lifts her gown and is pleased to see that she is not wearing anything underneath.

He sees her cleanly shaven cunt and smiles. He can already smell her arousal.

Lucy squirms. “It feels nice... being covered in your seed,” she’s flushing, like it was hard to admit.

“Does it?”

She bites her lip, nodding her head with a small hum. The flush on the apples of her cheeks are lovely, as is the glossiness of her pale skin. She was quite a beautiful girl.

He had known she would be one of his maidens for a long time. But he never thought he would feel so strongly about it.

“I suppose you can hardly wait for the full ceremony then,” she inhales sharply when his lips ghost over her throat, he tugs her nightgown lower and lower until it’s slipped beneath her.

He cups her breasts and runs his tongue over the hardened buds. She lets out a small whine. Rutting her hips in a needy fashion.

“Would you like me to touch you?” He places a hand on her belly, caressing the soft skin slowly and watching her grow breathless and writhe.

“Y-Yes,” she moans, “I can’t wait... you can use me.”

What a bold girl!

He’s shocked into chuckling, kissing her sweet lips.

“You are quite lovely, but I cannot, not yet at least.”

She pouts, making him laugh. She was that eager, was she?

“Don’t worry,” he whispers, “After this month is up, I will have your body for the entire night,” Natsu says, sliding his scaled human hand in between her legs. The little nymph is dripping wet. And he’s momentarily shocked to see some of his seed spill out from inside of her. He smiles, “Did you not wash all of my seed away?”

“No,” Lucy says quietly, “Some of the handmaids insisted, but it feels so warm inside of me. I didn’t want to stop feeling you,” and Natsu has to suppress a shudder. What a girl. Had he ever encountered a maiden like this before? Most of them had let him do as he liked out of obligation or had been demure or shy.

Never had one been so enthusiastic, so wanton for him.

He sighs, pushing two fingers inside of her. It’s a tight fit, and her inner muscles squeeze around his fingers so greedily, like she didn’t want to let him go as he touches her. Lucy whimpers, rutting her hips, and he presses his own arousal against her hip as he pleasures her, trying to find some relief for himself as well.

She’s so warm.

“M-Master!” She cries out, and comes so easily for him. His fingers are drenched when he pulls them out, tasting her as she had also done for him.

Delicious.

Her eyes darken, lips parting as if she wanted to follow the lines of his lips and the strength of his tongue against her own.

He wishes he could use her right now. But he can’t. Not yet. He nips at her throat. “I didn’t say that you could come yet, nymph.”

She whimpers, “It feels so good. I couldn’t help it…”

And then, “Was that bad? Am I doing something wrong?”

Ah, she didn’t understand. He smiles, delighted by how innocent she was. There was so much he was going to be able to teach her.

“It’s not too bad,” He murmurs, “You’ve come before I asked you too, I want to train you so you won’t do that.” He pushes his fingers back inside of her. Long and scaly, yet inside of her they feel soft and she immediately bites back a whimper that still manages to escape her throat.

“Good girl,” he purrs, she was practically squeezing him up. “Does it feel nice?”

She breathes harshly, nodding her head and bucking her hips to get more feeling inside of her, she was so close again, her hand inches closer to her clit to stroke herself but he pins it back with one of his tendrils from his back.

“Not yet, love.” He chuckles, "Why don’t you lift your hips?” She does as he asks, she was willing to do anything as long as this feeling stayed. She was so close, she was close to bursting at the seams, her heart was hammering in her chest.

“Fuck yourself,” he groaned, and she immediately starts rutting her hips slowly, picking up pace as her body adjusts to the movement, she gets wetter. Much wetter and drips onto her silk sheets, the knot was so close to bursting inside her stomach, she could see stars behind her eyes and then –

He was gone. The ribbon falls from her eyes and all that conveyed his previous presence was a whoosh of wind and her lace curtains billowing.    

Lucy is left momentarily stunned as her brain tries to comprehend what had just occurred. The pleasure had dulled to a sharp throb and she squeezes her thighs together, looking back and forth. She sees the eye of the dragon looking at her from behind her open window, crinkled in amusement. Lucy frowns deeply and then narrows her eyes at him.

“That was mean!” She hears a rumble of what must be laughter, and she angrily turns over in bed away from him.

She’s still so hot.

She tries to push her hand between her legs, trying to soothe herself, but a tendril shoots from the massive body of the dragon, coming through the window and stopping her.

“A-Are you serious?” She asks in disbelief, and then huffs as she lays down, she wiggles her hips, before giving up. She couldn’t get enough friction this way, and it wasn’t like the dragon was going to allow her to finish herself off. Would he be this way until the end of the month? Lucy pales. She wasn’t sure if she could go that long, and she looks at him desperately from the window, but he had already left, ascending back into his lair above on the mountain above the village.

She curses loudly.

It was a very long time before she got any sleep.

The following morning, Lucy wakes up frustrated and groggy. She is taken by the handmaids to be washed and soaked in warm, scented oils. Then, she is given breakfast and is forced to sit with some of the village elders. She frowns, hating their leering stares. She didn’t mind it when the dragon looked at her or touched her, though.

“You seem quite eager to be taken by the dragon,” one of them says, “More eager than any of the others have been.”

“Should I cry and scream instead?” Lucy asks coldly. “Would that get you off more?” One of them yells about her being undisciplined, and stands up, preparing to strike her.

And then, just as fast, his hand is missing.

He screams, falling to the floor, and she sees one of the scaly eyed tentacles of the dragon, waving menacingly in front of all of the elders. They scramble to help the man, but none of them dare to speak to her or try to touch her again.

Lucy is shocked.

He had done that, for her?

His voice reverberates throughout the entire compound. “None shall harm this woman,” the dragon says, “For she is mine.”

It was clear that this was not up for debate.

Lucy isn’t sure what to make of it, but she feels a thrill go up her spine, both of fear and of joy. No one had ever cared enough about her to hurt someone else for her sake. And yet – the dragon did?

Throughout the day, the elder’s compound is abuzz with gossip about what had happened. In all of the years of a maiden being chosen, never had the dragon saw fit to interfere with the elders.

Until now.

Later, she is ushered into the ceremony garden, where the handmaids strip her and she stands underneath the massive form of the dragon. His body was large, towering over all of them like a building and she lies down on the bed of flowers waiting to begin.  

They’ve weaved small white flowers through her hair and placed a main crown of gardenias atop of her head. Her cheeks were pink and her lips moistened with oil.

She looks exquisite.

It had only just began and her body already felt so hot. The Dragon’s eyes all close in on her and her flush only expands until it touches every expanse of her skin and he motions for her to move closer. She’s quick to oblige, as she watches the tendrils shoots out to begin their work.

She doesn’t know why she thinks about it but she feels like teasing him a little.

She presses her folds apart, giving him a nice view over her pink slit, reminding him of how he had really left her unsatisfied the night before. His groan rumbles through the garden as the tendrils stroke over the skin faster and harder than before.

She sneaks a hand over her cunt, closing it slowly with her fingers pointed downward so they sink slightly inside of her opening, before coming back drenched. She holds the fingers up, separating them and showing him the sticky substance before popping them into her mouth, licking them clean.

He cums so quickly that she’s almost taken aback, the thick creamy substance coating her body. She licks the bit around her mouth and shudders.

Insolent girl, he would have her right now if he wanted to.

No, she was just teasing him. She lays back, spreading her legs apart and spreading her cunt and letting the second onslaught of his essence to completely coat her lower region and douse her cunt.

It’s enough to leave her gasping and writhing, legs kicking out as her heart hammers away inside of her chest.

He stands for a moment, jaw clenched.

Minx.

It feels so good. It makes her wonder if there was something inside of his seed, something that made her feel even more needy that she ever has. She wants to come so badly, and she pushes three fingers inside of herself, curling them and staring up at the massive eyes that were all trained at her body.

“Can I come now?” She asks, desperate, and she’s relieved when he does nothing to stop her. She sees a subtle nod of his head and she doubles her efforts, rubbing her clit in tandem with her fingers. Her hips tilt forward, trying to get closer, closer. His seed feels so warm as she pushes it inside of herself, heating up her inner flesh until finally, she’s screaming.

She trembles as she comes in front of the elders, and the entire compound.

But none of that mattered, because he could see her. “Thank you,” she whispers feverishly. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” she whispers it like a prayer, until she feels the claws from the dragon wrap around her protectively, and gently raising her up before placing her on her still trembling legs.

She leans against it, and then presses her lips against the claw.

She feels him rumble, pleased.

Lucy smiles. She had done a good job, then. She is saddened when she is pulled away to be bathed again. Many of the handmaid’s gossip around her. Levy washes her hair, “He’s quite taken with you, Lu-chan!” She says. Lucy liked bluenette most out of all of them. She often spent time with her even when she wasn’t being prepped for her sessions with the dragon.

“Do you think so?”

“Yes,” Levy says, giggling, “But I’m sure you knew that already,” and the blonde girl nods. Truth be told, she was also taken with the dragon god, even he was a beast feared by many. She wondered what his smaller form looked like. Had he blindfolded her because he was afraid she would find him hideous?

She would have to reassure him that wasn’t the case.

He comes to her room again that night, but this time, he turns her around onto her hands and knees, making her keep her ass up, and her face buried in the pillows. “I still can’t see you?” Lucy complains, but she obeys.

“Not yet,” He says softly, running his hand over her ass and thighs. “You did well today, I was quite surprised.”

She smiles into the pillow, wiggling her ass at him. “I wanted to make you happy too.”

That draws him to a pause. Had she? Why? As much as he loved the attention she gave him, the way she was so taken by him. He couldn’t help but wonder why. Surely, there had to be a reason.

He needed to know what it was, because these feelings inside of him were killing him.

“You can touch me,” she murmurs, “I belong to you.”

He’s quiet. “Is that so?” He sinks onto his knees, pressing his face in between her legs. Licking her delicious cunt with vigor that he doesn’t realize how he’s made her cum over and over again.

“N-No more,” she murmurs, “Come here…”

He couldn’t.

“Come here, Master E.N.D.” She says more firmly.

He really, really couldn’t. There were rules to all of this. And yet, she is tempting him, with her slick and inviting looking cunt. She’s drenched all of the way to her thighs from her orgasms, and he can feel her sweet essence on his chin and cheeks. He hadn’t even noticed how ravenous he had been for this young girl. He sighs, this time, spreading her cheeks and dragging his tongue along her puckered opening.

Lucy squeals.

“W-What are you doing?!” She asks, and she tries to sit up. He chuckles, pushing her face gently back into the pillows. “That’s dirty!” She protests.

“There isn’t a single filthy part of you,” Natsu admonishes, dipping his tongue inside of that opening, and running his fingers along her clit. She whimpers, squirming before she’s coming again. “You see? It feels good, doesn’t it?” He’s filled with affection for her as he hears her whimper and sob. He wants to show her all of the pleasure that he could bring her.

He had seen her sometimes, when she was still young, she had led a hard life.

“I want you,” she cries. “I want you now,” she is begging now, and trying to sit up. He has to use his tendrils to pin her down in place. Even though he’s throbbing with need now. He’s so unbearably hard.

“You have to be patient,” Natsu says, his own voice trembling as he slowly strokes himself, staring down at her body. Her skin is all flushed, ass raised high in the air for him as she trembles.

“Why?” Lucy rasps. “I want you to use me –”

“I know you do,” Natsu moans, stroking harder. He spreads her wider, looking down at her glistening slit, imagining how wet and warm she will feel around him. His breath comes out in soft growls, pumping himself. He touches between her legs, coating his hand with her wetness and uses it as added lubrication.

Lucy can hear it. “Master E.N–,” she tries again, feeling so hot. He had her hands pinned down so she couldn’t touch herself either, and then she hears him gasp loudly, and then there was warmth on her ass and thighs.

His seed.

And then he was gone again.

—o—

The handmaidens bring her to a warm bath early in the morning, washing her hair with a fragrant soap and washing her body with a rag. Dressing her in a gown made of dark lace and chiffon. There were no ceremonies today but she was brought before the Dragon to receive her gift.

Lucy can only think of one thing that he would really be able to give her and he was making both himself and her wait for that for an entire month so anything material he might give her was really useless.

In front of the elders at breakfast, the royal guards present her with a collection of expensive dresses, a hair pin made of precious stones held together by gold and a basket of baby rabbits that she takes to much faster than the previous gifts.

“Go on girl,” One of the elders yells gruffly, “Thank him, it’s an honor to receive anything from the Master."

She holds the pin of gold in her hand and looks at the collection of dresses. There were far too many than she will ever really need. She already had clothing and hair clips that she had been given before. She’s never been the materialistic type, having never received much of anything before being chosen. But even though she’s had a taste of luxurious food and dresses, beautiful jewelry and the likes, she couldn’t find any particular attachment to the items.  

There was however things she did want to have.

“Um, if I could ask for something ...” 

The elders gasp, murmuring amongst themselves at her guts to reject the Master’s gifts.

Natsu holds up his claw to quiet everyone and allow Lucy to speak.

Her cheeks redden, she feels silly and naive for this, but the worse he could tell her is no, right?

“Um, the orphanage I grew up in, I haven’t seen those kids in a while. I was hoping that even though I can’t visit them, may I exchange the gifts for toys for them?”

There’s silence all around her and she feels her cheeks heat up some more but she knew she couldn’t lose her nerve now. “T-They’re all little kids, there isn’t much to do in the orphanage and sometimes we get things people don’t want. But they’re still kids and what kids don’t want brand new toys, right? If it’s not too much, I don’t really need these,” she says gesturing to the dresses and the gold hair pin, “I’d just like them to have something to call their own.”

There are many furious whispers, and talk of her “insolence” but Natsu silences them all again. “If that is what you wish,” the dragon’s deep voice fills the room. He sounds so different in this form then he did when he came to visit her. “Then it will be done,” his primary two slitted eyes looks at the chief elder.

“Give toys to all of the children at that orphanage,” he says, “The best of the best,” and many of the elders are scrambling out of the room to get started on fulfilling the request. Many of the others stare in awe, shocked that he was caving to some silly girl’s whim. Lucy smiles and bows.

“Thank you,” she whispers, and he’s reminded of her fervent thanks the previous day when he had allowed her to come. He uses his rough claw to caress her cheek before he takes the hair ornament and pins it into place in her hair to her surprise.

“You still want me to have it?” Lucy asks, surprised.

She sees his many eyes crinkle, and knows that he’s saying “Yes.” And she smiles, bringing the claw to her and kissing it.

She feels it shiver.

He wouldn’t be able to return this girl to her home once this was all over. She was his now.

The next day, there are also no ceremonies. She is allowed to explore the compound as she pleases, but finds herself missing the company of the Dragon. He hadn’t come to her the previous night, to her disappointment. She hadn’t even seen him at all watching her as he normally did, at least until she goes into the ceremony garden and sees him curled up, sleeping peacefully in his dragon form.

He was so big.

Lucy finds herself wondering where he came from. Then again, he was a god, wasn’t he? Maybe he had just always existed? She moves closer to him, and then leans against his massive face, right against the muzzle of his jaws. His primary eyes open from the slight contact and she smiles.

“Good morning,” she says warmly. “Do you normally sleep here? I thought you lived on top of the mountain.”

He usually did, but he wanted to be close to her, in case she needed him.

She takes a seat in front of him. She was dressed in a plain cotton dress with shorts underneath it. Her feet were bare and she seemed to be enjoying the cool day it was in the gardens.

“You didn’t come to visit me last night,” She pouted. “I stayed up waiting for you!”

His eyes crinkle in amusement again, and his nostrils flares with hot smoke. She was a sweet little thing, so adamant in enticing him to take her. But he wouldn’t bend so quickly, no matter how much he wanted to.

He had his plans and rules were meant to be followed, as it always has been. He had to preserve the tradition for the safety of everyone living in that village.

He pulls a jasmine from a bush, placing it in her hair and making her giggle. She sees a book laying by his massive form and for a moment, she tries to imagine him reading it with his tendrils, making her giggle more.

He looks confused for a moment before she explains why she was laughing.

“Would you like me to tell you a story?” She asks. "I actually liked reading and writing stories. Maybe it’ll help you nap some more, you look tired.”

The dragon growls, more like purrs. So she reads him a story of the trickster rabbit and the wise turtle. Little Wendy always liked that story and she did too, even if it made rabbits sound like little assholes. She even made different voices for the two characters.

“Sorry, force of habit, the children from my village usually want me to sound animated.”

He thinks it's adorable, he could listen to her talk forever.

Ironically, it’s her that falls asleep while talking to him, having reached for his spiritual book and reading the complex script for herself, that he couldn't even pronounce them right but for this girl is just a piece of cake.

He pulls her closer, letting her slip on top of his palm and the two snoozed together until the evening.

That night he visits her, and her room is shrouded in darkness. It was a complete eclipse, the last day before the new moon, so the land was at its darkest to prepare for it. Lucy sits with her chin resting atop of her forearms as she tries to look out her window in the pitch darkness.

She hears the fluttering of curtains, and slow elegant steps coming her way. She tries to cue her ears into the sound, she didn’t need to guess who it was. She instantly closes her eyes.

Even though she couldn’t see a thing, he could see her just fine. Her face was puffy from the nap she had taken earlier, her hair still wet from her bath and her sleeping dress sticking to her form from the leftover moisture of her bath.

She smiles, where she thinks he is.

“Master E.N.D.?”

He smiles back, though he knew she couldn’t see him. He slides into bed beside her, and pulls her close against him. She was still frustrated that she couldn’t see him. Curious, she brings her hands to his face, tracing his features with her fingers. His face didn’t feel inhuman at all. In fact, it felt just like a human’s face.

There were large eyes, a small and cute nose, and soft lips. His cheeks were soft, too.

Almost human.

But she can feel rough and silk scales covering the side of his neck and some part of his face. She threaded her fingers in his surprisingly soft locks, only to find two large horns sitting atop of his head.

“You feel human, but at the same time, not at all,” she says, making him laugh. 

“How do you think I looked like?”

She pouts at his teasing. “I don’t know? Like a small version of how you normally look?” 

His arms felt as though they were covered in a snake’s scales, though his body did feel like a man’s. He laughs harder. “I guess I expected you to be covered in scales, at least,” she continues. He kisses her forehead, gently, and she can feel her skin grow even warmer.

“I can make my form into anything that I like,” Natsu says, “My true form is what you see normally, but it is not a good form for blending in among humans or making love to a beautiful girl,” he drawled teasingly. He can feel the blood rushing underneath her skin. She was flustered. Good.

“You c-couldn’t make love to me like that?”

He snorts, “No, not the way that I want to, at least,” he says, “I couldn’t truly be inside of you or feel you,” he runs a hand down along her hip, smiling as he smells her arousal spike. What a cute girl. Just speaking to her like that was enough to make her want him.

“You’d like to try? To make love in that form?”

“I want you in any form,” she admits. “N-No one else has shown me kindness like you have,” she says, and his heart breaks somewhat. She took all of this as kindness? He feels guilty, this ritual had started years ago. A fertility right for the land, but even he knew it wasn’t exactly kind for the women chosen, though he always tried to be gentle with them.

“Have many people hurt you, little one?”

Lucy nods. “People have always been horrible to orphans,” she murmurs. “They think we’re bad luck – or greedy and bad. I was angry at first, when I was chosen as the maiden for this rite, but I’m glad that I was now.”

Natsu sighs, running his fingers through her hair. “You’re a sweet girl,” he whispers. “No one will hurt you anymore,” he promises, and leans forward to kiss her. She gasps and then relaxes, clinging to him as she pressed herself harder against him, hungry for his affection.

He pushes her down onto her back, climbing on top of her as their kiss continues. She’s breathless when he begins to kiss along the column of her throat. “W-Will you finally use me tonight?”

Natsu chuckles. “So tempting. But no. Just keep your eyes closed.”

She deflates, but wraps her arms around his neck and allows him to kiss her breathless again, pushing her sleeping dress open and letting his hands caress her smooth body. She whimpers against his lips, parting her legs and letting him feel her cunt with his scaly fingers.

It makes her belly quiver. Just the memory of what happened that night, it was really enough to get her worked up by herself.

He can smell another spike in her arousal and nearly gives into the desires she so desperately wanted him to indulge, but he would need to hold on for one more night. It would be over tomorrow, when he would have her as his.

He pulls back, sitting up and Lucy follows in confusion, trying to reach for him blindly. He in turn, pushes the dress down her shoulders and guides her onto his lap, laying back and pulling her to inch over closer and closer until she was sitting right on his mouth.

“A-Ah! What is this?” She asks in surprise, rubbing herself against his naughty tongue.

He reaches over to hold her down by her hips, closing his lips over the labial folds and wedging his tongue in between them to get a nice taste of her essence. Her eyes squeeze in pleasure, falling back from the sensation.

“T-That’s so good…” She whimpers, rubbing her hips more enthusiastically. “Please, do it again.”

This was good, he loves how much she enjoys this. The closeness of it, how she was finding pleasure from it as well. She lets out another sharp squeak, as she loses all reservations and begins riding his tongue, his hands hold her in place by her ass and after a lot of teasing, he finally manages to press his tongue inside of her hot opening, making her erupt all over his face.

Lucy trembles in the aftermath, especially as he continues licking at her until she has to get up just to get away from the torturous pleasure. She sits beside him, dazed and he licks his lips.

He kisses her again, letting her taste herself before pulling away.

“Master E.N.D.,” she begs, “Please.”

He knows exactly what she is asking for. He is filled with a need of his own. He shakes his head, forgetting that she couldn't see him, kissing the side of her mouth. “Tomorrow I will have you,” Natsu says, “I promise you. You did so well this month, little one,” he says, this time moving down to tug her stiffened nipples into his mouth. He moves between one and the other, until he can feel her coming again.

She’s sobbing now. “I want it. I want it so bad.”

“I know,” Natsu says, pressing a thigh in between her legs and letting her rut against him. He grinds his hips against her as well, and it brings some relief but it’s not enough. Not when he’s this hard. He groans as he feels himself let go, coming and staining her body, and feels her own warmth on his thigh.

He growls.

He had to leave. He was going to take her right now if he stayed. One of her hand tugs his horn, while the other hugs him by the neck tightly, though, wrapping her legs around his hips.

Natsu rasps, stunned. “Lucy–”

“It’s okay,” she says, “We can do it now, can’t we? I feel so hot, Master…”

He wanted nothing more than to sink inside of her warm cunt. He kisses her again, and then pins her arms down as he extradites himself and rushes away, out of the window before she can grab him again. Had she managed to latch onto him, he would’ve given in.

He spends the rest of the night, hard and hot with need, fruitlessly stroking himself, trying to calm down. He had to wait. He had to be patient.

Morning would come.

Eventually, morning does come, and Lucy is all too eager to prepare for the ceremony.

She’s led to the baths and soaked and scrubbed clean, her hair was dried and placed in a simple plait that the handmaidens decorate with flowers and she placed in a sheer white gown that left nothing to the imagination but still created an alluring silhouette of her figure. They place the barest of paint on her lips and line her eyes, her cheeks were already flushed as they were and before she knew it, her eagerness has her entering the garden alone.

There is a bed this time, round and large, with canopies that were pulled back. The sheets were white and made of spun silk. The handmaidens situate her on the bed, keeping her gown in tact for the Master to take off for himself.

Lucy’s so nervous, she can feel the bed tremble underneath her. She has her back to him when he walks forward, completely bare as he stops at the edge of the bed, on the other side.

She turns around slowly, to be met with the sight of someone she hadn’t even expected.

The night before, she had felt his features with her hand, under her fingers they felt human but in front of her, the man with his salmon pink locks, two dark glowing horns, a scar on his cheeks, and reptile-like green eyes with a tint of red flames hues on them, was ethereally beautiful.

She can’t wait any longer. They’ve waited enough.

“Master E.N.D.,” she purrs, “Take me.”

Such a wanton little thing.

Natsu smiles, and it is really is beautiful to see. He had such strong features, and Lucy finds herself flushing as he spreads her legs and settles in between them. She runs her fingers over his soft lips, and he takes one of them into his mouth, sucking on them, and pricking them with his stinging fangs before moving his mouth down to kiss her wrist.

“We can get right to it, right?” Natsu asks, cock throbbing. He didn’t think that he could handle much foreplay right now. Not when he was in so much need. Lucy nods eagerly, spreading her legs wider, welcoming him.

“Please, please,” she begs, “I need to feel you. I want to be used by you,” she sounds so eager, and he laughs as he grabs his cock and rubs it along her slit, lubing it with her wetness before pressing it against her hot opening. He pushes inside slowly, eyes locked with hers the entire time as he begins to fill her.

The stretch is almost unbearable.

Lucy whimpers as she’s filled. It’s painful, but she can’t help but watch in awe as he slowly pushes inside of her. Natsu purrs, “You want to watch, nymph?” He asks, and then pushes in the rest of the way, hilting inside of her.

She wails the moment that they’re joined, nails dinging crescent moons into the skin of his shoulders. She’s so hot inside, squeezing his cock tightly, and spirits, it’s even better than he had imagined her to feel. She clenches around him so nicely, but he can tell that she’s in pain.

Licking his thumb, he brings his hand in between them to rub at her clit. She clenches harder and he growls.

“You have to relax,” he instructs, “Or else I won’t be able to control myself.”

“...Then don’t,” she whispers.

She was incredible little thing, he holds her gaze for a moment too long to absolutely make sure she meant it. A part of him still felt deeply unnerved by how she was so okay with all of this.

“Master E.N.D.,” she moans, “Please…”

He can’t say no after that. Not with the way she clenches around him and the way her eyes flutter shut, head tipping back from the forceful push and pull friction he’s begun slowly.

She gasps, running her fingers down his back, arching into him with every pained whimper that had a bit of ringing mewl to it in the end.

It feels so good.

This is what he had been so against at before? She hardly recognizes the fact that there were a group of leering elders watching her make love with him. She didn’t care about any of that as long as he continued this and made her feel so nice.

He decides to ease the pressure and bring her long legs over his shoulders, finding her to be quite flexible enough for that and when he makes the plunge again with her legs mounted, it’s the closeness that makes all the difference.

She sobs, reaching overhead to claw at the pillows and dig her head into the comfy mattress as he thrusts in faster and faster. The bed was making it’s protests known; she felt it in the ache of her hips but it was too good to stop.

Her eyes were rolling to the back of her head, she was so close!

“Cum for me,” he growled, thumbing her clit faster.

She scratches her nails up his arms and sobs. “Do it inside!”

And really, how could he deny her when she asked that nicely? She would be his undoing. It was somewhat unnerving to think about how this girl had managed to wrap him completely around her finger in only a month’s time. It was hard to even think about what he would do when she returned home the following day. His jaw clenches. She wouldn’t be doing that at all, not after seducing him like this.

He grabs her hips, kissing along her ankles as he lifts her just slightly, gaining more leverage as he thrusts harder and harder. She’s squeezing around him so nicely, and sobs and releases a shrill cry as she comes, her body quaking violently from the force of her orgasm. He can feel her clenching around him, as though trying to milk his cock from the pressure he was feeling around his cock.

He pounds harder, smiling as he watches her eyes roll and she begins to drool.

“M-Master E.N...D.,” she implores, “I–I want to feel it. Inside. Please,” her eyes are pleading, as though she’s so desperate.

Adorable.

He braces his hands on the side of her head, leaning down to kiss her, just slightly as one last thrust makes the tension in the pit of his belly overflow. He groans loudly, sheathing himself within her, so that he can feel the crown of her cervix right against the head of his cock as he comes. It leaves him in thick spurts, and Lucy sobs, hands twisting in the sheets as she looks down, watching as he belly begin to swell with the pure quantity of it.

 “Look at how much I’ve filled you up,” he says, running his hand across her belly. He feels her shudder, and her cunt seems to squeeze around him even more, as though trying to ring even more out of him. So insatiable, even now.

Tears filled honey eyes gazes up on him when he suddenly started to thrust slowly inside of her. Slitted eyes trained on her as he drawls out, "We're not done yet."

Lucy gasps in surprise when Natsu suddenly pulls out of her entirely, thick white liquid oozing out of her, and he grips her hips and flips her over her tummy, flat against the mattress, and hands firmly lift up her ass to push himself back in with a thrust that makes him realize how damp she is, both with her and his juices, sucking his cock greedily. Natsu kisses her shoulders with passion, feeling her hips buck against him, desperate to feel him.

"Is this okay?"

"Yes, yes," she reassures, moaning against the mattress. He's so deep, so thick inside of her, her eyes water from the pleasure, shivering when Natsu positions his mouth to breathe on her ear.

"So tight," he groans against her, one hand at her back and the other fisting in her hair. "You feel so good…"

Lucy grips the sheets around her.

"M-Make me come again…Please."

He holds her chin from behind, pounding a little faster.

"You wanna come for the second time?" He asks, and she gasps, unable to answer.

Natsu slides his tongue on the skin of her shoulder blades, slowing down the pace of his hips, prompting out a shaky moan from her.

"M—Master!"

He leans against her ear, moving slowly.

"You want me to fuck you harder?"

She's going to die, and his name is the only word that follows when her whines prevent her from forming any coherent sentences. She keeps imploring, please, please, and he hides his face in the curve of her neck when his hips start to pick up speed, gripping her hair harder, making the bed trembling, fingers reaching south to press three fingers on her clit, rubbing steady circles until she's so close he has to stop her.

"W-Wait…"

Lucy groans, mouth pressed to the sheets as her voice keeps rising its pitch, knuckles turning white from the force of her grip around her, reaching out behind her to scratch his arm.

He wraps his arm around her waist, going faster, deeper, and she comes with a shudder in the exact moment he grinds his fingers on her clit, the feeling of her cunt squeezing him to death is what makes him release almost immediately, thrusting one, two, five times more until he releases, deeply inside of her, and it seems as if it will never be enough.

They're both about to collapse, Natsu's fingers keep rubbing circles on her as his hips keep thrusting lazily, feeling her body melting in his arms, becoming another part of him. His rough and strong chest presses flat against her back when it's done, butterflies tugging inside her tummy as waves of pleasure still curse in the form of whimpers, she can feel his breathing on her back, his forehead lying on her neck as he tries to retrieve the air that was lost.

Her face buried in the pillow, hair sticking in all the right places, she looks completely defeated. He smiles, chuckling a little and turns her head sideways. He kisses her cheeks and in the corner of her lips.

“Are you happy now?” Natsu asks, still staying inside of her. 

Lucy nods, “It’s...warm,” she whispers, dazed. “I love it,” she murmurs.

He laughs breathlessly, moving her bangs out of her eyes and pressing a kiss to her temple. When he finally pulls out and flips her over on her back, he leans back just to watch some of his essence trickle out of her.

It makes his belly clench how she curls her toes and bites her lips at the sensation, running her hands over her belly with a smooth curve.

He pulls the canopies open and affords them some privacy. She settles in his arms with a soft sigh, planting kisses on his cheeks and lips.

“Thank you,” she mumbles, feeling so giddy. She would miss this place but she was honored having gotten to know him.

He hugs her wordlessly, squeezing her in his arms. She runs her fingers through his hair, gently lulling him to sleep soon after.

Evening rolls around and the garden is lit up with stained glass lanterns. The maidens take her away to get cleaned up and taken back to her room to pack her things. Lucy leans against Levy’s gentle fingers as the bluenette rinses the suds out of her hair.

Lucy really wished she didn’t have to go. She did miss those kids though, so at least she would be back with them.

The village would have a good harvest. Everyone gets what they want in the end.

“I’ll come visit you, Lu-chan,” Levy says happily. Lucy smiles gently and tells the petite girl about her life with the kids and how she wanted to introduce her friend to them.

She dresses in a plain cotton dress, the same one she had brought from her old life and slips on her slippers before walking back to her room. She wanted to put off the realization that this was goodbye for as long as possible.

Stopping at her door, she blinks at the black clad figure standing by her window.

“Master E.N.D.?” She steps in with a smile. “What are you doing here?”

It was so surreal to see him in her room after the nights spent in obscurity, even now the events that occurred earlier in the day feel more like a fever dream than a reality.

"Drop the honorifics. Just Natsu is fine." He steps forward, inviting her into his arms and holds her for a moment.

“I’ve decided that there will be no more harvest tributes from now on.”

She stiffens.

“And... you will not go back. I–I want you to stay with me.”

Her eyes are large and owlish. “Huh?” Lucy asks, not understanding. Had she misheard him? There was no way that he meant that, was there? “But the harvest is important–,” she says, dazed. “What will happen if it’s not done? Wouldn’t the crops fail and wither?”

Natsu sighs, “There is no rule saying that I can’t do the tribute with the same woman,” he says with a smile. He runs his fingers through her golden silk hair, kissing her forehead. “Most women dislike being chosen, so it was thought to be easier if they only had to make that sacrifice once, but if you enjoy this and being with me... then there should be no problem with you staying,” he explains.

He doesn’t expect the girl to burst into tears.

Tears slide down her cheeks, and her lips tremble as she throws her arms around his neck. She pulls him tightly against her, burying her face in his chest and dampening his skin with her tears. He’s shocked into silence as he watches her. Gently, he cradles her face in his hands, making her look at him. He wipes her tears. “Why are you crying?” He asks softly.

“Would you rather return home?” His heart twists at the thought. He didn’t want to let her go, but also didn’t want her to be miserable. Maybe he had been mistaken in assuming she wanted this as well? Had she only enjoyed the physical aspect of their joining?

“I’m happy,” she whispers, wiping at her eyes. “Y-You really want to stay with me, Natsu?”

He breathes, relieved.

“Always.”

[plantsandpies]

A lot of the things that I think about (right now it’s mainly fairytail because I’m hyper fixating) are things I’ve enjoyed during my childhood. And while I look at them in a more critical light, I still enjoy them. Yeah, the strawberry shortcake 2009 version has a weaker plot than say the earlier season of Grimm. But it’s still fun to watch.

That being said! I have things I want to talk about for multiple shows and this warning needs to be on all of them, so I’m just putting them into one post.

🥧Fairytail:

I don’t think hiro mashima really planned his world. Like he has a sturdy foundation. That’s true. But when watching the show, the timeline gets lost. I was asked this in my god post, which I answered in relation to the idea, but it’s a good question. Where is Zeref in edolas or how is Natsu in edolas? How did the time situation work? Because everyone else is where they need to be in time. Except for the dragonslayers. They’re supposed to be 400 years old. What about Natsu being end? How does that relate? How old is mystogan? He should be the same age as Jellal, but he seems older in the flashbacks we get from Wendy. Except, how old is Wendy? She’s older in edolas, because if she’s still 12/13 there, we have other problems. What about Porlyusica? She’s supposed to be the edolas version of a dragon. What? And she left edolas around teens to young adult because she was in fairytail when makarov was young. How’d she leave? Why’d she leave? You could say some of this doesn’t matter. But edolas causes so many issues with earth land’s timeline. And then there’s Zeref and mavis’s relationship. How’d they have a kid? If it was the spells used to try and save her, why’d it make a kid and not do anything to her? Wasn’t she dead?

It feels like the timeline hasn’t ever been complete and these questions weren’t thought about. It’s not the most important per se; but it leaves questions about the world. The ages especially. I haven’t even got to how Zeref and Anna found kids somewhere. A world doesn’t have to fully explained. In fact, I don’t think you should. But since the dragonslayers going to the future is a huge plot point, that should be explained. Since Zeref is Natsu’s brother and that’s a huge plot point something should’ve been said. Since Natsu being end is a huge deal, it should be brought up. Just a passing comment is fine. But saying nothing makes edolas fall apart a bit. It makes the magic system fall apart.

🥧Miraculous:

It had such good potential. It has good, solid, characters. The premise? Amazing. But, a lot of plot points aren’t covered. Having a perfect character is bad, as they don’t really move, but having your protagonist for little girls (as that was the original intended audience) be obsessive over a guy to the point she has a pull down board of his entire life and tried to kiss his wax statue is a bad choice. Yes, she gets over it. But it takes her a long time. That’s not great. Then there’s the abuse Adrian faces and being in the model industry at 13. 13! That’s so young! And it’s one of the worst parts of the entertainment industry. The amount of pressure on physical looks and the horror stories of models and their relationships with photographers and their weight, and putting a CHILD into that? And it’s not really covered. Then there’s the forced kiss scene with ladybug, which has been talked about pretty thoroughly throughout the community. The sexual harassment was just touched on. What about the guy in love with ladybug (a 13 year old, as this was season 1) and pretended to be cat noir? That wasn’t covered at all! And later, with Adrian’s now dead father? Why are we immortalizing him? He tried to kill people! He had his son thrown off a roof for a point! (The gorilla episode) Did we forget that? This show has a great premise. It has an interesting power system, but it doesn’t deal with its “drama”. It’s not dealing with these behaviors and situations correctly. And if it’s too heavy to really cover it in a tv show for kids, maybe don’t put it in the tv show for kids!

And then Lila? Disregarding all of the other traumatic stuff these kids were put through and then was never covered, Lila is a horrible story plot. Marinette’s friends not believing Marinette, ignoring the bullying reports or her dislike of her. If my friends told me they were being harassed by someone who was nice to me, I’m believing them. I’d rather believe a liar than an abusive asshole. It also doesn’t follow their characters. Alya wouldn’t have believed Lila over Marinette. She’s shown she stands by her best friend. But someone is nice and your friend says she’s mean and you argue with them? That’s not what she does. And they only don’t follow their characters around Lila. That shouldn’t happen.

And that’s just the beginning. What the hell’s the wig thing? That makes zero sense. Like- it confuses me so much I can’t even explain it. That was just for drama and drama that doesn’t even make sense! This show doesn’t do well with the stories they’re trying to tell.

🥧This isn’t as big a deal as the rest of the shows. In fact, it means nothing compared to the other stuff above.

Why don’t we talk about how weird Al married pinkie and had a kid with her? How’d we get here? What the hell?

No. Like seriously. What? Why? Why’d we do this?

🥧Voltron:

There’s a lot of issues with this show (mainly season three onward) but my main issue is how they treated Lance. Originally everyone was set up as a main character, except for shiro who was a little more important because of his previous trauma (which I think was handled pretty well for a kids show) and gaining back his memory. But as the show went on, Lance’s character got flattened. He was always a flirt, but he didn’t grow and any growth he had was pushed aside for the flirty jokester and any hit of anything was pushed aside, not just by writers, but by literal characters. They had his negative feelings pushed aside by characters in the show! And then allurance. (I apologize if the ship name is spelled wrong). Admittedly, I do have ships I like more, but for a show, as long as a relationship feels right, I don’t care about the end game. I would have been fine with those two ending up together over klance if they felt happy with each other. But there are many videos showing that they weren’t doing well together (literally just taking scenes and putting them together, plus people reacting, who aren’t klance shippers, talking about how unhappy they seem). They also said “I love you” on the first date? Her ex just died? After betraying them again and again? And that’s the route you go? Really? And then you kill her and have him mourn her for the rest of his life living on a farm! When he loves space and being out there! What? If this was written better, I’d be okay with it. Sure, it’s not my pairing, but I’m happy if it feels like it fits. They made probably one of the worst get togethers I’ve ever seen on screen. (To be fair, I don’t watch a lot of live action drama or movies so maybe there are worse). I got a little off topic, but this ship also pushed lance’s character down. It reduced him to Allura’s forever longing partner. This isn’t even talking about how Hunk got like no character at all. Which is its own issue (that I’m upset about too). I just have more to say about character assassination vs not having a character at all.

🥧Anyway. I’m doing this on my phone (as I do all my posts) so I can’t get all my information and most is from my memories. It also corrects my grammar and I read things weird (I skip lines and I also do this when I write so I often don’t catch it), so I apologize if something doesn’t make sense or my grammar’s wrong. If you want more info on any of these (aka having it as a more professional post), please ask. It might take a while though as it’d be an essay and I’d find my examples and stuff.

[qqueenofhades]

is there a way that colonialism could have been done where it wouldn't be frowned upon by historians? I'm not trying to be condescending or rude or anything. I'm genuinely curious. People have traveled here to start a new life, and they need a place to settle. Honestly, my history is failing me. Did the pilgrims want more land than what they had and drove out the Natives that way?

Hooo boy. There is... a lot going on here.

Basically, and this is nicely as I can possibly say it, "people traveled here to start a new life and they need a place to settle" is straight-up white supremacist mythology about the origins of America and how it was established, and the fact that you're repeating it shows how successfully it has been integrated into what (little) history is actually taught. It's the same school of thought that presents Thanksgiving as a nice hand-holding meeting between the Puritans (the good guys! Founding America! Not at all religious extremists who had been kicked out of England for being, indeed, too religiously extremist) and the friendly Natives! Aww, so much fraternity. Or.... indeed, not so much.

If you are interested in learning how America was actually established as a settler-colonial country by white Europeans through mass violence, centuries-long genocide, and viciously and institutionally discriminatory legal and social measures, the terrible impact that this had on existing Native cultures and peoples, and how this was all retroactively justified and packaged in the narrative of "Manifest Destiny" and religious (Christian) triumphalism, I recommend:

Anghie, Antony. “The Evolution of International Law: Colonial and Postcolonial Realities”, Third World Quarterly (27), 2006, 739-53.

Bushman, Claudia. America Discovers Columbus: How An Italian Explorer Became an American Hero (Hanover, NH: University Press of New England, 1992)

Churchill, Ward. “The Law Stood Squarely On Its Head: U.S. Legal Doctrine, Indigenous Self-Determination and the Question of World Order”, Oregon Law Review (81), 2002.

Churchill, Ward. A Little Matter of Genocide: Holocaust and Denial in the Americas 1492 to the Present (San Francisco: City Lights Books, 1997).

Greenblatt, Stephen. Marvelous Possessions: The Wonder of the New World (Chicago: University of Chicago Press, 1992)

Hall, Anthony J. Earth Into Property: Colonization, Decolonization, and Capitalism (Montreal: McGill-Queen’s University Press, 2010)

Huhndorf, Shari N. Going Native: Indians in the American Cultural Imagination (Ithaca: Cornell University Press, 2002)

Morris, Glenn T. “Vine Deloria, Jr., and the Development of a Decolonizing Critique of Indigenous Peoples and International Relations” in Native Voices: American Indian Identity and Resistance (Grounds, Tinker, & Wilkins, eds.) (Lawrence, KS University Press of Kansas, 2003)

Newcomb, Steven T. Pagans in the Promised Land: Decoding the Doctrine of Christian Discovery (Golden, CO: Fulcrum Publishers, 2008)

Saito, Natsu Taylor. Meeting the Enemy: American Exceptionalism  and International Law (New York: New York University Press, 2010)

Tinker, Tink, and Freeland, Mark. “Thief, Slave Trader, and Murder: Christopher Columbus and Caribbean Population Decline”, Wicazo Sa Review (2008) 25-50.

[fairydares]

figure this blog could use a pinned post now

[There's a chance I follow you if you follow me, but it'd be under my main username: @underestimated-heroine]

pfp is some of Mashima's official art of Lucy Heartfilia.

***How to find any post on Tumblr via tags (requires desktop, handy to have in the Fairy Tail fandom imo)***

***Incomplete, informal FT fanfic rec list, and here's another***

***If you make Fairy Tail fan art, here's a reminder that you can tag ft-reboost to get your art more reblogs (they want you to!)***

-i block art reposters and anyone who reblogs them too often to be a mistake. period.

-on why we don't link our kofis etc. specifically on AO3 (idgaf if you make money off fanfic. in fact, have at it...just don't link ur Kofi or PayPal or anything on AO3 because it endangers the archive.)

-This blog is firmly anti-censorship and anti-harassment. This includes being against anyone who throws around words like "romanticize" and "normalize" or "don't like don't read EXCEPT [ship type/sex-related thing you've decided doesn't count as fiction]." I am also defending stuff I personally wouldn't read with this statement. (My own words & more on this, non-graphic cw/tw for basically all the depraved content this discussion entails.)

*tbc I don't like to make DNI's Like This, but due to some personal life experiences, a harassment campaign I went through once upon a time over a (not even sexual) fic I wrote, and some troubling trends and language I now see in this fandom, I feel the need to be clear and also show some solidarity with darkfic writers and enjoyers.

MORE IMPORTANT THAN ANY OF THIS THOUGH.

My Writing

*have never opened up my inbox for fic recs. might someday, if anyone's even really interested, but not right now*

-(Mis)Communication: Gajevy week prompt I wrote f o r e v e r ago, it feels like! AO3 Rating M. Basically Levy misses Gajeel on a girls vacation with Lucy, Juvia, and Cana & tries to sext him. shenanigans ensue.

-Chasing Tails: scrungled-ass Next Gen fic. AO3 Rating E. Premise is that the NaLu child, Nashi, wound up on Our Earth as a child then forgot her family, Fairy Tail, and Earth Land by the time she was 17. Then Natsu finally finds her. Lots of the original beloved FT characters are missing in the beginning and there's a mystery as to why that is. Believe it or not, this fic is supposed to be more humor than anything, at least to my heart. Updates are going slow right now but I'm getting better chapter by chapter, and I'm determined to finish.

-Ice and Igni: feral baby mammoth next gen fic based on the Stone Age Omake, which fascinates me. AO3 Rating M. premise is Greige & Nasha "discovering each other" sort of like Natsu and Lucy did, with the necessary premise feature that the male and female tribes were separated long ago under mysterious circumstances (why do i love doing this?)

-Reminiscing on the Hard Road: a Gruvia one-shot where I basically give one version of events that might have led to Juvia and Gray getting together through memories. Couple-angsty, breakup & makeup fic with a happy ending.

-Series I did for Nalu Week 2024 (AO3 Link). Day 1: Cuddling/Nightmare - "Princes to Dragons" (Link for on here). [This is still coming out 😬]

There are others, but i don't feel they're worth mentioning. if you're intensely curious you can find them on ffnet. all fairy tail, for now.

[cinisemperium]

@h3artsablaze sent in : 🎵 for a playlist of our muses relationships!

Atem \ Yuugi

For the Dancing and the Dreaming - The Hound + The Fox

The Mountain Song - Tophouse

Yellow - Coldplay

Atem \ Seto

The Last of the Real Ones - Fall Out Boy

Forever ( Pt. II ) - Snakehips

HOLD ME TIGHT OR DON'T - Fall Out Boy

Seto \ Atem

Rich and Sad - Post Malone

Heaven - Troye Sivan

Guillotine - Jon Bellion

Solas \ Morwyn

Wolf and I - Oh Land

Eat Your Young - Hozier

Let Me Down Slowly - Alec Benjamin

Natsu \ Lucy

Body Gold - Oh Wonder

Snow On the Beach - Taylor Swift ft. Lana del Ray

Heaven Is A Place On Earth - Belinda Carlisle

[muchalucha91]

My BF and I are driving home from his family’s and we still have, like, 3 1/2 hours left so I’ve been jotting down some 100YQ thoughts. I for sure want to read it from the beginning again, since I know I’m forgetting some things and I’m sure there are things I missed lol Anyhoo, here are my thoughts (with a couple spoilers, don’t worry I marked them)

* LOVE Gray learning how to use Juvia’s magic on the fly and calling out that guy’s sexist bullshit🤴🏻

* I think Ignia will absolutely use Lucy against Natsu prompting them to hopefully and finally confess (?🤞🏼👀🤞🏼?)

* Love the newfound respect Laxus gained for Lucy and how he threw his possessed self in front of her to protect her. 🥹

* Bummed we missed Natsu get jealous of some randos hitting on Lucy😆

* Wendy having Irene’s consciousness lingering inside her is super interesting and I both get and don’t understand why she keeps it from everyone. I hope we get a mini arc or something about it! (Spoiler) if you’ve read the latest chapters 120 and 121 we know no arc, but I actually really like what they did with Irene! I do wonder, though, if she’ll remember her past life on Earth-Land 🤔

* Wendy is so powerful now! So proud of her! 🥹

* Can’t wait to see the Redfox baby(ies)!!

* Will the series end when Team Natsu finishes said 100YQ? I hope we get to see life/at least a couple more adventures after they go back home.

* The rock dragon god (I’m sorry I can’t remember his name and am too lazy to just look it up😅) said something about Natsu smelling like a dragon and a demon and I hope that gets expanded upon. I feel like it’ll have to be since Ignia seems to be more powerful than the other Dragon Gods.

* (Spoiler) I’m not thrilled about them being “friends” with their enemies (I’m just not super trusting of them after everything that happened lol), but seeing Team Natsu question if they’re the bad guys in this situation was interesting for sure.

* (Spoiler) Selene can see Irene??? Also Irene can …leave(?) Wendy’s body at will??? Did I see that right??

* (Spoiler) it literally destroyed my whole mood for at least a week after Lucy’s arm got cut off. I just kept thinking about Future Lucy and “no WAY is her losing that hand/arm inevitable!” The relief I felt (like a month later) after seeing it was Gemini 😫

* The fact that Natsu remembers her Star Dresses before her😆

* Seeing Aquarius again was so great and upsetting at the same time. Man, I hope they find her key! Also, has Lucy actually told anyone what happened to her key? If so, I’m bummed it was “off camera” that would’ve been great development to see!

* I know I’m in the minority, but I don’t mind the fan service/Nalu “crumbs” even the latest one lol

* The rock dragon said something about Natsu smelling like a dragon and a demon and I hope that gets expanded upon. I feel like it’ll have to be since Ignia seems to be more powerful than the other Dragon Gods(?)

* I’m not thrilled about them being “friends” with their enemies (I’m just not super trusting of them after everything that happened lol), but seeing Team Natsu question if they’re the bad guys in this situation was interesting for sure.

* I love how everyone treats Lucy’s spirits as equals/their own beings/friends. It probably helps that Loke was in Fairy Tail for 3 years.

* Someone else brought this up: we never hear/see Natsu’s inner monologue so we never really know what he’s thinking at any time. I wonder if that’s been intentional from the start and what’s the reason—if there even is a reason.

* I wasn’t expecting to go back to Edolas in this series, but I’m glad we got to see how everyone is doing.

* I actually liked the part in Fairy Nail. Seeing alternate versions of themselves in their own reality must’ve been weird to say the least😂

I apparently have a lot of thoughts😅 feel free to add your own if you feel so inclined!🖤

[gloop898]

2023 Media Thread - Master Post

Anime / TV

X - Witch From Mercury Season One

X - Akiba Maid War

X - Bocchi the Rock!

X - Chainsaw Man

X - The Legend of Vox Machina Season One & Two

X - Symphogear

X - Mobile Suit Gundam Unicorn

X - Yuru Camp

X - Symphogear G

X - Kill la Kill

X - Onimai: I’m Now Your Sister!

X - The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady

X - The Muppets Mayhem

X - the muppets. (2015 tv series)

X - Yuri is My Job!

X - Witch From Mercury Season Two

X - Loki

X - Adventure Time

X - Adventure Time: Distant Lands

X - Fionna and Cake Season One

Games

X - Lonely Mountains Downhill

X - Splatoon 3

X - Hi-Fi Rush

X - Tunic

X - Prey (2017)

X - The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog

X - Cruelty Squad

X - Kirby’s Dream Land

X - VA-11 Hall-A: Cyberpunk Bartender Action

X - Pokemon Scarlet and Violet

X - Mario + Rabbids Sparks of Hope

X - Carrion

X - Metroid Prime Remastered

X - Star Wars: Episode 1 - Racer

X - Milk inside a bag of milk inside a bag of milk...

X - Pikmin 4

X - Middle-earth: Shadow of Mordor

X - The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom

X - Lethal Company

Movies

X - Puss In Boots The Last Wish

X - The Shape of Water

X - Nope

X - The Super Mario Bros. Movie

X - Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves

X - Get Out

X - Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse

X - Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse

X - Sunshine (2007)

X - The Grand Budapest Hotel

X - American Psycho

X - Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 2 + Vol 3

X - Godzilla Minus One

X - Jingle All the Way

Yuri Manga

X - Onimai: I’m Now Your Sister! Ch1-Ch70

X - Eyeshield 21

X - New Game!

X - Futari Escape

X - Slow Start

X - Don’t Become An Otaku, Shinozaki!

X - 2DK, G-pen, Alarm Clock

X - Ohana Holoholo

X - Doughnuts Under a Crescent Moon

X - Kami Eshi JK to OL Fujoshi

X - I want to be a cute anime girl Ch1-Ch314

X - Ouji-sama Nante Iranai

X - Sougou Tovarisch

X - Mimi Mix

X - Poor Poor Lips

X - Tonari no Robot

X - Opapagoto

X - A Timid Woman Longing For Her Delivery Girl

X - Let’s Love Girlfriends and Secrets

X - Hana and Hina After School

X - Adachi to Shimamura (2016 Manga)

X - Blue Friend

X - Skip and Loafer Ch1-Ch53

X - YuruYuri Ch1-Ch198

X - Yoru to Umi

X - An Easy Introduction to Love Triangles (To Pass the Exam!)

X - The Witch’s Marriage

X - Hino-san no Baka

X - There’s Weird Voices Coming from the Room Next Door!

X - What Does the Fox Say?

X - Shoujo Manga Protagonist X Rival-San

X - The Sheep Princess in Wolf’s Clothing

X - I Won 300 Million Yen, so I Started Raising a Freeloader Pretty Girl

X - About a College Girl Who Gets Picked Up at a Mixer by an Older Girl

X - Gabriel DropOut Ch1-Ch97

X - Vampeerz

X - Oshi V ga Oshiego de Watashi ga Mama de!?

X - Uta-kata, and Minus Literacy

X - Yume Miru Prima Girl!

X - Yuunagi Marbled, and Ami-chan’s Diary

X - I Wanna Quit Being a Hitman!

X - Love/Death, and Nicochuu

X - Goblin Is Very Strong

X - Soulmate

X - Sakura Trick

X - Kimi to Shiranai Natsu ni Naru

X - I Love Amy

X - Senpai, Does It Taste Good?

X - Ms. Vampire Who Lives In my Neighborhood

X - Sekai de Ichiban Oppai ga Suki!

X - Ayaka-chan wa Hiroko-senpai ni Koishiteru

X - The Model & The Plain Manager

X - Haru Tsuzuru, Sakura Saku Kono Heya de

X - Catulus Syndrome

X - The Nuisance Daily Life of Robot-dependent Girl

X - KiLa KiLa, Steps, and Game;

X - Omoino-Kakera, Itoshi Koishi, and An Absurd Relationship

X - Kashimashi ~Girl Meets Girl~

X - Netsuzou Trap - NTR

X - All of Humanity Is Yuri Except for Me

X - Our Teachers are Dating!

X - An Aside Told to You

X - Mononoke Sharing

X - Chasing After Aoi Koshiba

X - Yurigurashi

X - Inside Mari

X - Sexual Education 120%

X - Hana to Hoshi

X - Todo no Tsumari no Uchouten & Ame Demo Hare Demo

X - Holy Girl Paradigm

X - Sorairo Girlfriend

X - Iono the Fanatics

X - The Girls' Arcadia

X - Stella☆Record

X - Bad Thinking Diary

X - Ibara no Namida

X - Fragtime

X - Ghosts of Greywoods

X - Sadistic Beauty: Side Story A

X - Oddman 11

X - Atashi no Senpai

X - Blooming Sequence

X - Girl in the Birdcage

X - The Ends of a Dream

X - Rock it, GiRL!!

X - Kitanai Kimi ga Ichiban Kawaii

X - Shino to Ren

X - Asumi-chan is Interested in Lesbian Brothels

X - Yuri is My Job

Other Manga

X - Chainsaw Man Ch1-Ch97

X - Musuko ga Kawaikute Shikataganai Mazoku no Hahaoya

X - Kimi to Pico-Pico

X - Welcome Back, Alice

X - Dungeon Meshi

X - Himegoto - Juukyuusai no Seifuku

X - So I'm a Spider, So What? Ch1 - Ch66.1

X - Jahy-sama wa Kujikenai! Ch1 - Ch85

X - My childhood friend MUST become a girl!

Other

X - Infect Your Friends And Loved Ones

X - I'm Glad My Mom Died

[maguro13-2]

Shattered Hero Rekindled ~ Origins of the Ink Demon : Episode Maka Pt.1 ~

[Save this World (Orchestra ver.) by Hideaki Kobayashi]

*2006 A.D.*

"2006...A new Year, a greater threat has much to come."

"A long time ago, me para sorceress troops discovered that the new year has finally discovered that the girl who lives on earth wasn't born from around these parts on the planets. She was born on the largest moon of Jupiter named Ganymede."

"But after my defeat, I had to go back into human incarnation and believing that a sanctuary has a core located within the Moirai Ruin. A ruin belonging to a tribe of omniscient beings that both them and the Phantonians lived before the birth of mankind."

"We don't know why it was here, we dont know why it wanted to make this world ruler it's existing ruler. Looking forward that the Phantonians are a far more superior race than most of humanity."

"But there's one thing from the land of Ripple Star"

"Queen Ripple : Ruler of the Ripple Star believed that Dark Matter has another relative that was bent on being ruler of the underworld."

Ripple Queen : And now for my next trick, this is where you belong.

Dark Nebula in POV : No...Please! *Gets sucked into chest*

"This pseudo ruler of the Underworld has bent on destruction and could become ruler of the galaxy. It has possessed the powers of both darkness and evil energy that demons cannot comprehension it's powers on both magic."

"The one-eyed entity much obtained everything from the galaxy that remained as the supreme being, but was imprisoned many times no matter how long it tries to escape. It will finds it's host to become even stronger, greater far beyond the powers of reaching the stars as it's own. Able to make it to become ruler of the Galaxy."

"This entity that awakens darkness throughout the universe is a powerful entity shaped like a star."

"The entity that they call him...Dark Nebula!"

*DARK NEBULA*

"Not long until his imprisonment has heard an intense shock and roaring sound coming from somewhere on Earth"

"a massive shock from the earth as a huge reaction of explosive energy that wiped out 80% of Japan's population in 94 A.D."

"That's all I can remember is that I am still human..."

"I'm slowly to beginning that both my days as head of Drawcia Family headquarters is still active to carry my subordinates' duties that they've come to..."

"However...I can't sense that my relatives are not here...but somewhere gone off to."

*wakes up*

Drawcia : Huh? What's this? *Sees Japanese text*

[Echo Night - Beyond OST : Track 9]

"Translation 1 : We decided that we your relatives have gone off somewhere."

"Translation 2 : Hope we'll comeback soon...Dear sister!"

"P.S. love Paintra"

Drawcia : Sister. It's been so long since I have last seen you and my younger sister. So many long years. Achieving everything that I had, but what choice do I have to proven myself to being...me? So this picture...

*looks at a picture of her relatives*

Drawcia : Paintra, Claycia, Vividria... Please, I hope you are all safe.

*paper falling...*

Drawcia : Hmmm? What's this...this is the official documents of the Hiro Mashima newcomers line up.

Drawcia : It looks so old when it comes to the mashimaverse completely served in a wacky wild world of sword mastering, wizardry, and what's next for Haru...both him and his friends are getting their place taken by..."Fairy Tail". So these must be the newcomers. Huh?

*DBZ Sfx : Suspense*

Drawcia : It's... It's... It's one of the survivors of that explosion around 10 years ago. Where can I find these two newcomers that survived the explosion. *Heads over to the mainframe*

Computer : Welcome to the Mashimaverse Archives. Please select the following newcomers.

Drawcia : Time to find out what the data of Hiro Mashima has brought it out that could out match the Ohkuboverse.

*#types in the computer*

Drawcia : Computer. Who are the newcomers?

Computer : The newcomers are Natsu Dragneel and his companion Happy, the small flying blue cat with wings.

Drawcia : So this is the Dragon Boy, a new shounen protag of the next generation. He's the very best of his ways. Gaining much attention to be the world's greatest hero to exist adored by the public! He makes Soul Eater Evans even jealous.

Computer : Negative. Perhaps, you were referring to the one they call Maka Albarn, a former sixth grader who was put in a coma for only a year. This 13 year old minor had been outcasted by humanity for around 9 years. But has an extension of her family tree, two father's, one sister, and one mother.

Drawcia : So the little girl of Soul Eater was in a coma in the real world all this time and she knew that she wasn't the hero of story at all. But a tragic figure with a noble cause. But who looked after her since she was in a coma for one year?

Computer : This blue metallic doppelganger dressed as the Grim Reaper goes by the name Grim the Hedgehog, but it's actually the bodyof Metal Sonic possessed. The girl's location from San Francisco was changed to the Reaper's castle, this fortress built somewhere between both the real world and Sonic's world, was all thanks that it was built by one person for the reaper to make a fine residence.

Drawcia : Any ideas of who the builder was...?

Computer : The founder and builder that created Reaper's Castle was Dr. Ivo Robotnik, other Wise known as Dr. Eggman!

Drawcia : Dr.Eggman. the mad geniuses and arch enemy of Sonic the hedgehog. And the body that Grim possesses is his old robot.

Computer : The Reaper's castle was built for it's strong defenses and was heavily militarized of the reaper's orders, creating army of servants that protects the reaper. But all of that have been destroyed by the recklessness between Sonic, his cohorts, and Metal Sonic himself.

Drawcia : How'd that happened?

[Mistery by Seirou Okamoto]

Computer : Around two years ago, the evil forces have began running amok, which started numerous incidents from the many universes. Soul World's creator and founder Shinra Kusakabe, was initiated in the attack of the evil forces, and then Metal Sonic started an uprising against his own creator by becoming Neo Metal Sonic, who has committed various crimes throughout the public.

Drawcia : Huh? That's unusual, So the conflict between Sonic and Eggman getting involved with other villains that were held responsible for their crimes against humanity. Metal Sonic himself had much to fear from Grim before the Black Arms invasion began at the end of the Dreamcast Era. That's really something interesting.

*a flashback showing the Black Arms Invasion*

Drawcia : The Black Arms Invasion was the biggest conflict that is a real war between Humans and Aliens, but apparently, this is what the bookends trope really knows, retcons, plot twists, Shadow's crazy alien...father. that's the biggest daddy issues that is a long battle between father and son.

*changes back to Drawcia*

Drawcia : But the incident is me when tried to turn Dreamland is spiraling world of paint or art. My creator Adeleine was really from a distant past to a distant future, I think clearly that she was the one responsible for giving me life, and...and my family's life as well! Did I really wanted to impress my creator to see me as a human witch to corrupt one's world? So, much...painful ways...that I did...I thought that everything could be alright...and my family...*responds* Alright. I'll prove them if anyone could retrace the steps on how did brought back Japan's population by creating a bunch of copies to whose died in explosive shockwave...lost their lives after people calling this Maka Albarn person an outcast and treated like...like...like the girl that nobody wanted her!

Computer : Is there a problem, Master?

Drawcia : No. No problem at all. I did heard that Maka Albarn was outcasted by others, but only the masked boy named Makoto Asagiri, one of the survivors of that event, he's the only boy that knows about her. So, Computer, now that you've know much about the newcomers from the Mashimaverse, who is the person that is beside them. Good intentions, following Natsu's league, getting along each other, the other person that follows along side with Natsu besides with his companion. Computer, check the third and last newcomer of the Mashimaverse.

[Echo Night - Beyond/Nebula OST : Track 2]

Computer : searching the third and final newcomer of the Mashimaverse.

Drawcia : Excellent, this should be very interesting that this next generation of heroes decided to come from the past since the Dreamcast Era met it's end. With the Black Arms Invasion gone, I can finally carry out any tactics from all the sectors around Japan. Those ill-fated days of Black Doom's reign of terror has been washed down. He's all washed up now, he'll never plan another invasion for the next 10 years.

Para Sorceress : Milady. Para sorceress Ensign, reporting for duty! There is a message from Sofia Ressa Valk II.

Drawcia : Status Report.

Para Sorceress : Early this morning, a heartless has encountered Sofia that disguises itself as a meister that was attempting on killing her, but then was protected with self defense and they say that we have confirmed that the Majo Detective Force has taken her into custody!

Drawcia : Hmmm...So that means, the seeker of Darkness has some nasty secrets that is getting the DWMA involved of this situation, them Heartless are making such bothersome killings. I bet they won't harm Sofia Ressa Valk II again, would they? I bet the Ink Demon knows it wants destruction on putting an end to the DWMA.

Computer : Are you saying that the DWMA is going to meet it's end?

Drawcia : Hmmm...Of course, they're planning to destroy the DWMA along with those wretched humans that protected the boy's legacy for 1000 years, gifted from the man that created their own story, Soul Eater. Let the DWMA make their truest downfall, but follow the girl's progress closely, we will be getting closer of making her way through to get the reaches of ending her tale.

Computer : Affirmative, Milady!

Drawcia : You there. Go and alert world-field sectors of the Para Sorceress Defense Force of Sectors A2, B3, and C4. I am authorizing full-tactical use on stopping the DWMA on protecting the devil's legacy and while they're at it, I want all heartless to be stopped at all costs! And uhh, beware of the Ink Demon, he's got some few minor tricks to make Maka even fret with the despair she has given from her childhood.

Para Sorceress : Yes, Ma'am! *leaves*

Drawcia : *snickers* Oh, Maka, what a fool you've become you shall know everything about the world of your existence bring nothing but being the self-righteous hero. Don't worry, I'll make sure that you won't be bothered by anyone nor these heartless that will ruin your life away. I will expose all of these vile fiends that are the evil villains they are. So all of them must be destroyed. Let their hearts get shattered in one piece.

*BEEPING*

Computer : Master. The third and final newcomer of the Mashimaverse has been revealed.

Drawcia : ...? That girl...is she a survivor of the explosion? Who is this...Hmm? This name of this blonde girl that knows about the explosion around 10 years ago.

*Lucy's face is shown on the mainframe*

Drawcia : This girl would be...Lucy Heartfilia...Lucy, I heard about that name before.

"HERE COMES THE HERO"

"THIS IS THE SAGA OF THE HERO SHATTERED BY TRAGEDY"

"THIS...IS THE NEXT GENERATION OF HEROES...2006"

"THIS IS EPISODE MAKA!"

"LET THE SHATTERING BEGIN!"

~ level 0 : Shattered Hero ~

[starsandflames]

Natsu really says there’s no point in returning to earth land if his friends aren’t there anymore (except looking for Igneel MAYBE). I feel like the fact that only 70 episodes in and nastu is basically willing to give up his search for Igneel is super important. Like I can’t see him having said this in the first 10 episodes.

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TradNow fairy tail Logo, Fairy Tail is an adventure fantasy Japanese series written and illustrated by Hiro Mashima. The main protagonists are Natsu Dragneel, a wizard with the powers of a dragon, and Lucy Heartfilia, a celestial wizard who joins the Fairy Tail guild.

Earth-land is home to numerous guilds where wizards apply their magic for paid job requests. Natsu Dragneel, a Dragon Slayer wizard from the Fairy Tail guild, explores the Kingdom of Fiore in search of his missing adoptive father, the dragon Igneel. During his journey, he befriends a young celestial wizard named Lucy Heartfilia and invites her to join Fairy Tail. Lucy teamed up with Natsu and his cat-like partner, Happy.

Later on,  Gray Fullbuster(an ice wizard), Erza Scarlet(a magical knight) and Wendy Marvell and Carla, another Dragon Slayer and Exceed duo join too. The team embark on numerous missions together. Some of these missions include subduing criminals, illegal dark guilds, and ancient Etherious demons created by Zeref. Zeref is a wizard cursed with immortality and deadly power.

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After several adventures, Natsu and his companions find Zeref living in isolation on the sacred ground of Sirius Island.  Unexpectedly he expresses a desire to die for the atrocities he has committed. A battle over Zeref ensues between Fairy Tail and the dark guild Grimoire Heart. This attracts the attention of the evil black dragon Acnologia.

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The Fairy Tail wizards survive Acnologia's assault when the spirit of their guild's founder and Zeref's estranged lover, Mavis Vermillion. Later, Fairy Tail wages war against the Etherious dark guild Tartaros, who aim to unseal a book believed to contain E.N.D. E.N.D is known to be Zeref's ultimate demon.

When Acnologia returns to annihilate both guilds, Igneel is revealed to have sealed himself within Natsu. He then emerges to battle Acnologia, unfortunately, he is killed in front of a helpless Natsu, who departs on a training journey to avenge Igneel.

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This series has various adaptations such as the anime film (Fairy Tail the Movie: Phoenix Priestess, Fairy Tail: Dragon Cry) and equally video games. TradNow fairy tail Logo is a design artwork base on the manga Fairy Tail It’s a mini bag on one side that has the logo of the fairy tail embroidered on it in blue. And the other side has a diagonal handicraft design pattern. The bag has a hexagonal shape. An additional description of the artwork is on the right side or below.

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