#erzajane revolution

[watcher-ofthe-sky]

The way her body moves,

Armour clanking in the battle field,

One thinks that her bones are iron themselves.

But you,

You see how her skin is soft and even her bone crumbles when she is alone.

Her fierce gaze shivers the strongest of enemies.

One thinks how she looks like a hawk looking for a prey.

But you,

You see her brown her glazing in light;

The warmness in them is the best you've ever felt.

When she walks, the earth beneath her feet crushes.

And one would think, how she shatters everything.

But you,

You see how fragile she can be,

How afraid she is to break something.

Even hearts.

Like her own.

Her scarlet hair dances wihh the wind,

And one think how they look like streaked with dragon's blood.

But you,

You know they are the prettiest locks you've ever seen. How she looks when they frame her face.

Her voice is thunder but you've heard music in her every syllable.

She is a warrior.

By fate.

Or

By choice.

If she is battle,

You will born again and again

To win

Or die.

Because it's her.

And she is worth every pain

Over

And

Over.

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Her hands are covered in violet scales

And people tremble as her claws glint in the dark.

But you,

You've never seen fingers more tender.

When she grins,

The horror ripples on their faces as the sharp fangs are bared. As if the lips are enough to prick one's skin.

But you,

You know how delicately those lips part,

How they curve slightly to form a smile that melts hearts.

Monster, they call her.

When she walks in her satanic demeanor,

Their eyes flinch and look away.

But you,

You see beauty in her entire being;

The way her laughter is everything you'll ever need;

The way her sharp features softens in an instant.

She carries the kindest of the soul.

The way her aura sweats cold down the spin,

One scares and curses her existence.

But you,

You can imagine how that darkness will feel against you,

How she is the light wrapped in those murky hues.

She is the healing.

She is a devil

And a

Human.

Her entire existence is said to stain your bones.

Loving her will blur your holiness.

So

You

Sin.

Because it's her.

And she is divine.

—wizardwithbrushandpen

@fuckyeaherzaxmirajane @femslashfairies

[summerbummin]

These are some badass ladies. Watch out, the Erzajane revolution is coming

They are supposed to be making finger guns with their hands but it was pointed out to me that they could also be the fairy tail hand sign so two birds with one stone I guess

[fuckyeaherzaxmirajane]

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[gaymirajane]

Love the url, but does that mean that Mira has completely overshadowed Gray for you? I'll miss your old one :P

Not overshadowed, not by any means, and I have ice-bringer saved because I might go back to it at some point... I’ve just been so hyped about femslash feb and the erzajane revolution I’ve just been kind of putting my mlm babies into a corner?

And gray... I love him. I do. He was my first fave and he’ll be my last, I’ll die loving that man, but he’s become so difficult for me because canon Did Him Wrong and I can’t go into his tag without seeing The Cursed Ship so I wouldn’t say that he’s been overshadowed, I just feel disconnected to him? And as a useless lesbian I relate to Mirajane more, but they’re both my faves and I would die for them

[entomjinx]

Erza/Mira Edit for the ErzaJane revolution. :p

[watcher-ofthe-sky]

So when I'm ready to be bolder,

And my cuts have healed with time

Comfort will rest on my shoulder

And I'll bury my future behind

I'll always keep you with me

You'll be always on my mind

But there's a shining in the shadows

I'll never know unless I try

Cause they say home is where your heart is set in stone

Is where you go when you're alone

Is where you go to rest your bones

It's not just where you lay your head

It's not just where you make your bed

As long as we're together, does it matter where we go?

Home, home, home, home

—Home by Gabrielle Aplin

Erzajane+Home

//I do not know when did I fall into this ship but it sure is cute. //

[summerbummin]

Mirza/Erzajane- Festivities

Word count: 1.5k

Fandom: Fairy Tail

Rating: T

Relationships: Erza Scarlet x Mirajane Strauss

Characters: Erza Scarlet, Mirajane Strauss, Wendy Marvell

Summary: this fic is indulgent fluff about spreading women empowerment then it takes a smutty turn when Erzajane starts indulging themselves hehe

Preview:

The Renaissance Festival is a special event that comes around town once a year, and it brings wonderful things with it, a glimpse into the medieval past that attracts all sorts of people. Including two young woman with a thirst for fantasy.

"This is so much fun. We should do stuff like this more often." Mirajane sighed, leaning into Erza's arm, their elbows already linked, like two fine ladies.

Never mind the fact that Erza was dressed in a full suit of armor, the metal shining silver and clanking with every movement. Mirajane was clothed in a sheen of a dress that accented each and every one of her curves, top to bottom. She also wore a flower crown atop her head, two curled horns poking out the top, it gave off a very forest fairy vibe. They looked a treat, dressed up splendidly for the Autumnal Renaissance Fair.

The walking path was lined with medieval themed stalks on both sides, vendors selling all kinds of things; crystal necklaces, witches brooms, blown glass, and sweet smelling incenses.

However, Mirajane's armored escort was more attracted to the things in the edible variety. Erza's eyes were always on the signs advertising turkey legs, funnel cakes, and all kinds of snacks on sticks that had no real reason to be on a stick aside from the aesthetic of it.

Lots of men, women, and children were dressed up for the occasion, wearing crowns, dresses, and dragon scales. The events weren't what people came to the Renaissance Festival for, they came for the medieval atmosphere. Here you could be a round table knight, a wizard, a dragon, or even a princess.

One princess in particular was awestruck by the knight on Mirajane's arm, her flowing red hair and metal apparel making her seem like she'd jumped straight out of a fairy tale.

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[gaymirajane]

What usually inspires you to write ?

Spite, mostly?

Like...

The erzajane revolution was born out of my ill feeling of not being represented in the fandom, and that caused me from writing like twice a year to every day. Although I’ve slowed down, that momentum is still going, and it motivates me if not inspires.

Apart from that, music often, or poetry. Anything lyrical that I generally pull inspiration from. That’s why a lot of my works have song lyrics as the titles or in the descriptions :)

[gaymirajane]

I just realised that out of the 47 works in the erzajane revolution Ao3 collection 35 of them are written by me and now I’m so tired it’s unreal