#fairy bf

[rs-hawk]

Is Dianthus taken? Asking for a friend 👉🏻👈🏻

He is not! He had a human lover a few centuries ago that he was absolutely obsessed with, and when she died he couldn't bare to even look at anyone else romantically. It wasn't until he met the Duchess when she was a child that he really felt alive again. He loves her like a little sister and is utterly loyal to her... he's just a bit of a bully and a prankster because 1) he's a fey duh and 2) he's basically her big brother so servant or not, it's just his job

HOWEVER!!- if you're the reincarnation of his lost love?? Oh, he is going to pin you down and worship your cunt, eating you out like he's never eaten before. His ears pinned back to his head as his too sharp teeth just barely graze the sensitive skin of your folds as his almost snake like tongue slides inside of you, tasting every inch of your sweet cunt, groaning and almost mewling as he gets to finally, finally taste you again. He'll whine and growl throughout it, telling you how much he's missed you, how you were the best thing that ever happened to him, how this time you won't have a choice but to swallow his cum so he can keep you forever (because obviously cum counts as fey food).

His wings fluttering out as he tries to resist pulling away to fuck you stupid on his cock after the first time you cum, but once isn't enough. He needs to show you how loyal he's been to you even when you were dead. How much he's missed you and how happy he is to have finally found your soul again. Sure, you might be crying from overstimulation as his slender fingers keep your thighs pulled open so he can run that slick tongue over your throbbing clit before sliding back into your puffy and pulsing hole, but he's just showing you how much he loves you!

Please keep sending me asks about my characters I love them

[atompalace-official]

Sweetheart Sylveon 🌈💌🎀✨ Happy Valentine’s Day!!! 🩵💕

[plantsexuaboy]

fucking your fae bf outside so good that he grips the grass & plant life starts to grow rapidly around you both.

sucking ur tree boy off so good that spring comes early

[bunnis-monsters]

NSFW

Having a cute little fairy bf you can keep in your pocket is a lot of fun!!

He’s always so happy when you pull him out, and he’s ready to please you!

When you’re feeling horny, all you have to do it place him on your cunt and he goes to work, rubbing his little cock against your clit or suckling on it! He’ll try so hard to fuck you, but he’s just too little…

Getting to watch his little pointed ears and wings twitch as he cums tiny droplets into your cunt is just the cutest thing ever…

Just wait until he does a growth spell, then you’ll be stretched out and creampied as much as you want!

He’s desperate to breed your fat cunt and rebuild his species, so let him fill your belly with his seed and he’ll be a happy little fairy!

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[monstersholygrail]

Two words: Faerie lawyer

Omg it could be like that meme with the monster deals.

You had gotten into some seriously issues and you had no idea what to do. Not only was human law enforcement up your ass, but the magical law enforcement was fucking you over on their glitter-covered cocks and leaving you to clean up the mess. No aftercare in damn sight.

But the real issue was that no lawyer, human or otherwise, wanted to take your case! They were all too scared. Not of you but what the hell you got yourself into. It wasn’t your fault. You were always weak for a charismatic douchebag who promised he loved you but then framed you for a series of crimes he committed. What can you say, you have bad taste.

It wasn’t until you were guided out of your temporary cell and into a questioning room to see a lawyer with his back to you that you finally had hope threatening to sprout within you. Until the idiot turned around and you instantly pick up on his Fae ears. The moment you sit down he starts to spout out some wonderful words of grandeur, promising he can get you off and set you free. Your brows rise at his word choice.

“And what will it cost me?” You finally ask once he’s done giving his whole sales pitch (mini-canons and sparklers included). A wicked gleam passes over his features and it sends a shiver racing down your spine. What kind of shiver? You know yourself well enough to figure it out.

“Oh, nothing much. I merely want to have your firstborn child. In exchange, I will help get you off.”

His words send another shiver throughout your entire body. Meeting his intense stare you narrow your eyes, trying to figure out how you can manipulate this to your advantage. You’re in a battle of wits with a Fae and you did not consider that possibility when you wondered the other day how long you could stay awake before insanity started to set in awaiting your trial.

“Deal,” you finally say. The Faerie’s eyes sparkle with mischief. Though it falters as you mirror the expression. “So when do we get to it?”

“HMMM? Pardon me?”

“You said you wanted to have my firstborn. Well, I’m ready to begin when you are.”

The Faerie Lawyer’s cheeks flood with color. His face turning warm under your suggestive and mischievous smirk. He squirms in his suit, the blasted outfit suddenly feeling too tight and too warm to keep on for a moment longer. His eyes blaze with lust and he looks just about ready to take you on the metal table standing between you two. The one you’re conveniently chained to.

He did not consider this possibility earlier when he decided to take advantage of being selected as your court-appointed attorney. But hey, he’s not complaining now.

[2-dsimp]

NSFW MDNI Gn giant reader x fairy boyfriend, breath play, size difference,

Imagine that you’ve got your own fairy boyfriend in the palm of your hands…Literally.

He was tiny, but mighty, always wanting to wear the pants in the relationship to which you entertained. And being the feisty little thing he is, the fairy demanded that you to blow him.

This little idiot was buck naked with one hand on his wanker. His vibrant wings fluttered in anticipation, clearly expecting a happy ending. And you gave him one, blowing hot air on his whole front gently.

The sensation of your breath upon his pecker always did it for him.

He couldn’t hold back from cumming so quickly, not when he practically felt you everywhere upon his small body. And boy did he fucking love it.

After receiving a surprisingly thick cum splatter upon your lips and a cute dazed squeak. you’ve now got a throughly satisfied and clingy fairy holding onto your thumb for dear life.

Apparently blowing hot air on him was the equivalent of getting good head. And you suppose you could work with that.

[whereserpentswalk]

Like to give your creature a pat on the head. Reblog to get them to come to you. Tag your friends to increase their power. Look under the cut to see what it's like to meet your creature.

The vampire: She first comes to you as a shadow entering your room but takes fleshy form as she comes to the seat of your bed, wearing men's clothes from centuries ago. Though she is not of this world anymore you can tell that she once was human, even if such humanity is long forgotten. Her mouth shifts, from something massive and monstrous, with many fangs and moving parts, to something more humanoid, though still with sharp steel fangs in place of teeth. She sings to you and old forgotten song, of gods only spoken about by humans in taboo whispers, and fleshes you look of her ever-young bright red eyes. You begin to harmonize, your voices meeting as equals, as she begins to rest on your lap, and let herself be pet like a cat. You feel the shape of her body, it's so cold. She begs for your blood in song, and you give it to her as you pet her head, her mouth opens up to its monstrous size again, but she's so loyal and submissive as she drinks from your hand, like a bird eating right out of your palm.

The ghost: The room fills with red, as red and a blood moon, and red as a fresh beating heart. Spirits rise and you see something ancient lash towards you, hir hands like a mantis's claws, hir face like a skull yet featureless save for two dark eyes, hir red body covered in bug like limbs and tentacles and shimming egg cases. Sie turns hir head to look at you and sie rushes at you like a deadly predator but passes through you, eldritch ghostly wires wrapping around hir like chains to pull hir back to you as sie bows, defeated, begging with only a look not to be banished. You're not sure if sie is terrifying, pathetic, or honorable, but as you put your hand out sie seems somewhat honored to be allowed to stand up. You wonder what sie's thinking but you don't think to ask, it's only barely dawned on you that such an inhuman creature has a mind like yours, that sie is sentient, that hir race was much like yours when they were still alive. You just look at each other for a good amount of time, not sure who is more powerful.

The angel: They first come to you in an empty subway station, the ruins on the ground barely keeping you safe from them. Yet they look forlorn, like they would not have the energy to hurt you. Their form is pale and ghostly, white and colorless, the only mark of brightness being the blood that stains their hands, and wings. Chains weight down their slender body, as a veil hides their face. For a small moment they spread their six great wings, showing you their true size and power even in their cursed state. Eye sockets open for you for a brief moment, all over their body, all of them empty. Terrifying as they are none would deny that they are in great pain. You reach your hand out and gently whisper "it's ok" as they slow down and look at you as if they have not seen such sympathy from a creature in a long time. They extend a hand for you to hold, and you grab it, pet it for a slight moment, and you can feel a long dead fire seep through your veins. "It's ok." "It's ok."

The faceless woman: Deep beyond the city limits, where no light shines save for the stars, you see her, spiderwebs and shadows her friends, and faeries and dead gods her masters. She looks like a human at first, tall and long haired, in a ragged suit that covers her flesh. But then you see her head, and where her face could have been there is only a black pick, a hole that no normal human could survive to have. It looks at first like the void is of pure darkness, but inside it you have catch a glimpse of countless teeth like a lamprey's. She seems to laugh though she has no mouth, amused that a human would think to approach her, but you approach her even more, wondering what she even is. She suddenly gets excited as she sees something in your eyes, sees that you won't back down. You offer her some raw meat, a sign of good will, as you put it in her hands, she consumes it by causing it to melt into dust in her hands. She looks at you, as an ally, an accomplice, if she could, she would have smiled.

Paladin: She stands before you, bowing strangely, so submissively, though she's so obviously strong enough to rip you apart. It's strange to think this creature is actually in your room, that she's actually yours, that she was once a human like you. You can see where the plate and chain is fused to her neck, her hands eternally attached to her sword and flintlock, her eyes looking up at you wish a strange sadness. There's blood on her face and hair that will never wash out. As you come closer she seems afraid of you, like you could ruin her in ways that she could never hope to ruin you, despite her power and prowess. You ask if you can pet her head and she nods, you aren't sure yet if she could speak to you if she wanted. When you so gently pet and stroke her face and hair, she seems so happy, so happy to have someone treat her in such a way. You tell her that she's doing well, that she did a good job, it seems like she needed to hear that.

Autumn faerie: He looks down at you from the tome that he walked out of the world around them blackened until he's all that you're able to see. A smiling mask rests on his face, and far more cover his body, the only clothing on his strange body, almost human, almost extremely not human, bright wings sprouting from the flesh of his back. He looks at you, studying you, like he already knows so much about you but now he finally gets to see you. Is he impressed? He at the very least seems as if he's satisfied. He hands you a mask, you don't know how, but it looks like you, not literally, it looks more like an animal then a human, but it looks like your true face, like just as you summoned and bound him with his true name, he gets this from you in his return. You put on the mask, the deal is signed at it rings with pleasure, you'll never be the same again.

Harpy: You first see zir on a fire escape, the lights of the buildings around zir shining like stars against the starless night sky. You can only see zir eyes at first, shining gold against the darkness of zir body. But you call zir into your apartment with a forgotten tongue and watch a ze lands near you, so very alien but so very close. Zir body is marked by feathered wings, and zir form are like a bird's from the waist down, blue and white and gold as if they were painted, you can tell zir body was crafted directly by the gods themselves. You call upon zir with a song long forgotten and wondered what the look in zir eyes means. Though ze is beautiful ze has taken lives, and though ze is humanlike in some regards to zir shape, zir movements are so alien. You let zir carry you, and it feels strangely good to be held, and let zir fly with you, above the city streets, looking down at things most will never see, at birds and clouds flying past you, and at the world below, so many people, and somehow you feel safe with the wind rushing past your hair.

Incubus: You see him, sitting in an empty office building. His humanoid form is slender and short and more pretty than he is handsome, the only reason you think of him as male being his flat chest. You can he's now human from the raven's wings and scorpion's tail on his back, the branching horns and snakes for hair on his head, his sharp teeth and the stars shaped pupils. The clothing he wears is loose and comfortable, as if it was chosen in a state of depression. You expected more confidence when you summoned him. He backs away from you afraid, afraid of what you'll do to him. It looks like monster hunters got to him before you had a chance to, he's lucky to even be alive. You set out some rat's souls for him to eat so he'll trust you more, and you assure him that it's ok, that he's safe. He starts crying a bit as he looks at you, and after he finishes eating you offer to hug him. He lets you and you feel his body be surrounded by your arms. He's afraid but enjoying the affection so much as you assure him again that you won't hurt him.

Golem: They sit by you in abandoned mall, displaying so much power as they move steel pipes to the side to get closer to you. Their strength mired by the way even the smallest rip seems to be something them need to avoid. You look at them, their body so perfectly created, like human sized origami, the letter of life on their head being the only thing that marks their pure white paper body. You ask them to follow you, but they won't follow, a single puddle blocks their path, no obstacle for you, but even a being of their power has weaknesses. You slowly clear it, putting objects you can find over the puddle until finally they can follow you out into the light, still afraid of the sky you hand them an umbrella, just in case...

Undead: You first see him in a dark alleyway that the sun cannot meet him in. You wonder how many dimensions he's been to, how many dimensions he's been from, before he got here. He looks at you with three eyes of different colors. Skin stitched together across him, of different colors and textures and levels of rot, clothing resting on him from several different lives. He chatters, first in one voice asking where he is, where he could be. Then another voice questions you, wondering who you are, why you'd want to see him. Another voice looks at his own face in a piece of shattered glass and screams in terror. For a moment you think he'd attack, you're not sure if the spell would protect you. But he doesn't, he just looks at you for a while, confused perhaps. You ask him if he wants to follow you, and he seems to. Within his storm of countless voices, he decides to ask you, almost with all at once, "who am I." After thinking for a while you decide to answer, "You're you."

Demon: You stand in a closed down amusement part, the sea beside you shining like in the moonlight as he rises out of the water. He's massive; larger than you expected. His body a pale white as he rises out of the newly boiling water, his three heads eat long and sharp toothed like an alligator's, his eyes as red freshly cut meat, seven tattered wings on his back expanding to nearly cover the sky. He laughs, you're not sure how sadistic or how genuine it is considering the unreadable expressions of his reptilian heads. He charges at you with his teeth gnashing and blood pouring out of each of his mouths. But the spell blocks him like a shield made out of the air. As he fails to attack you more, he becomes frustrated, then tired, and rests on a rollercoaster. He seems to respect you knowing you were able to bind him like that, and regardless of if he likes it or not, he's yours now.

Shapeshifter: She slowly walks towards you out from the tunnel, she experiments with forms to see how you react; a small white kitten, a robotic humanoid woman, a long-haired demoness, a woman made out of blue slime. You can tell she's seen a lot of creatures before, that you're not her first master, she's known vampires, and werewolves, and demons in her time. It doesn't seem like many of them have been kind to her. You call to her and bring her closer with your magic. Slowly you watch her, you just wait as she changes her form, getting more experimental with the bodies she's willing to take. You just look at her, letting her be herself, letting her show you her art. Eventually she settles on something that feels like herself, something that she can be comfortable following you home with.

[mmukagen]

[rs-hawk]

What if dianthus had a broche which, upon using the right spell, will glow like crazy the moment it detected the reincarnation of his past love.

And who is this reincarnation? Why, but the shy wannabe scholar who studies dragons, who wouldn't believe for a moment if dianthus told her she was his lover in her past life, more because of how insecure she grew in this new life.

So pretty much a slowburn, dianthus gets to know his love all over again in her new life while gaining her trust. And boy is the wait worth it, making love to her will be ever more so rewarding.

(of course you being the author please change the idea however you wish to fit your canon better)

This is so cute! Ofc this is going to end up being a multiparter because of who I am as a person (read Part Two on Ko-fi or Patreon, as well as another part of Orc Slave and Nobleman Minotaur for $1).

Reincarnated Love: Part One

It was the one day of the year that Dianthus ever requested off, and the Duchess always gave it to him off. Like every other year, he slinked to the local tavern, trying to drown out the memory of his lost love with one too many mugs of fairy ale. His light hair looked silver in the low torchlight, and the pale blue pools of his eyes reflected a gut wrenching pain.

A small brooch, the last gift he managed to hold onto from his love, was secured to his lapel. It was tarnished and misshapen from centuries of constant wear and touch. His long, spindly fingers grazed it as he lulled his head to the side, his mind wandering to how his lost love used to smile and laugh. The way her hair fell in waves down her back and fanned out around her head when she would lay down. The way that her eyes sparkled when she looked up at him.

There was a knot in his throat that was almost impossible to swallow down, but then the brooch began to glow softly. His brows furrowed as he tugged on his shirt to get a better view of his lapel. No, it really was glowing. A flutter in his chest made him feel almost dizzy. After all this time, he had almost forgotten that he had cast the spell that if his lover’s reincarnation was close, it would glow.

This way and that his head whipped. Finally, his eyes landed on a figure close to the bar. You were leaning over it, scrolls spread out on the wood, asking the Harpy behind the counter if she knew where to find the Wyren. A smile ticked up the corners of his mouth as he stumbled to standing, then over to you.

“Hey,” he grinned, his slitted eyes blinking slowly, a side effect from his intoxication.

“Um, hi,” you smiled back, a little shyly. Was was a fey, especially one as handsome as him, talking to you?

“You look so different,” he mumbled, reaching out to graze your cheek, his fingers like cool silk against your skin.

“I-I’m sorry. I don’t think that we’ve met before,” you said, a flush starting to touch your cheeks as you push his hand away.

His lower lip pushed out slightly at your subtle rejection. His wings flitted in irritation behind him, but he took the time to smooth them back down before speaking again. “Not in this life,” he admitted.

You noticed the brooch on his lapel glowing. Fey magic had always intrigued you, so you decide to lean a little closer to examine it better. “What spell did you cast on it? Oh!” you laughed when you leaned in and the small piece began to glow even brighter.

“The spell is to find my love in her new life. She died a few centuries ago,” he explained, his ears twitching as you stayed leaned in. His voice was coming out slurred from the amount of ale that he had drank.

You laughed, rolling your eyes. As if someone like you could be the reincarnated lover of a fey like him. “Really, what is the spell?”

His eyes narrowed slightly as he curled his too long fingers around yours, tugging your hand off the scroll you had been holding open. “You think I’m lying?”

Your face flushed under the intensity of his gaze. He looked like a predator finding the last prey in the area. Your mouth felt dry, and your heart was pounding. “I just mean, why would a Fey like you like a human like me?”

His ears pin back against his head, like he was trying not to growl. After a moment, where it looked like he was swallowing down his anger, he muttered, “because I’ve missed you for over 300 years. I still love you…”

Your face softened, seeing his genuine distress. You assumed still that he was mistaken, but you couldn’t bring yourself to send him away. “You can call me Y/N. What can I call you?” you were careful how you introduced yourself, knowing how Fey are tricksters.

Dianthus gave a slight grin, his eyes finding yours again. “Y/N… smart as ever. Dianthus. You can call me Dianthus.”

[fairytail-incorrectquotes]

Freed: You're up to something sketchy, aren't you? Laxus: You don't sound particularly mad about it. Freed: I'm not. Laxus: You still seem disappointed though. Laxus: Are you upset you weren't invited? Freed: I'm not gonna lie, I'm a little hurt

[atompalace-official]

[ghostlyfleur]

halloween party and while eddie goes as ghostface, you go as something ethereal— a fairy, an angel, a princess… and he cannot keep his hands to himself. he needs to touch and grab and kiss and bite and caress, screw whoever is around. you seem to bask in it anyways. you’re cute and sweet and delicate and nice to everyone, it’s like there’s glitter all around you in his eyes, like a light just shines from within you, and he’s the one that’s got you? dressed in all black as opposed to your soft colors and sparkles, but somehow you fit together so well he can’t dwell on in for too long. you’re his girl. his girl who presses her glossy lips to his every once in a while; his girl who keeps his hand or at least his pinky in hers at all times; his girl that makes sure he’s always included in every conversation; his girl that shares his likes and nerdy ways; his girl who wraps her arms around his waist over and over throughout the night; his girl who does not give a damn if others judge her for being with him; his girl that seems so fucking proud to introduce him as her boyfriend, hers!; his girl who presses a kiss to his mask and he leaves the imprint there the whole night; his girl who drags him outside the house party to share a joint because she wants him to herself; his girl that calls him “pretty”; his girl that manages to say “i love you” at least ten times before she’s even high for him to use that as an excuse for her affections. his. and maybe he’ll be lucky enough to keep her forever.

[bunnis-monsters]

thinking bout a needy little fairy who's the size of your palm.. He wants to be able to please you so bad, to fuck you on his cock but he's just way too small to do so, it almost beings him to tears.... poor baby

And he’s just so frustrated! He wants to satisfy you, but usually all he’s can do is lick and suck on your clit and nipples…

If only he could stretch you out on his cock, push his tip against your cervix and make you scream his name…

But for now he’s only able to shove his arm into your cunt, trying his best to make you feel good!

He gets so overstimulated when you hold him in your palm, your tongue wrapped around his little cock as he cries and begs for you to give him a break. He’s been cumming every few minutes for an hour now, and his tip was red from abuse.

But to you, it was only a few drops on your tongue worth of cum, and you promised to milk him dry.

He flutters his wings, sniffling shyly as he watches you play with his cock and tease him. You’re just so mean, making him cum until he passes out!

That’s why when he does end up getting a growth potion he gets his revenge and fucks you until you can’t think straight. At least, that’s what he wants to do…

[monstersholygrail]

The Mist Switch

Male Fairy x Elf fem!reader— aphrodisiac mist, dub con, nipple play, bondage (vines), clit play, tentacle penetration (vines again), voyeurism

As Elves, neither you nor your elf friend you were secretly crushing on knew just how long your prank war had been going on for. You had started it, of course, after chickening out of your attempt to kiss him and instead pushed his face into a pie.

Ever since then you two had been pranking each other every now and then whenever the mood strikes. The last prank was done by you when you put meat in his trousers and got a beast to chase him around for a bit.

Now was his time to prank you back. He had it all planned. He hired a little fairy to spray you with a magical mist that for 24 hours would turn you into the size of a fairy. Oh he’d torture you until you cracked and finally confessed your love for him.

Could he just admit he loved you too? Yes. Would he? Not when this option was so much more fun.

The little fairy flew and flew until he found you frolicking in a nearby meadow. You looked so beautiful, your soft curves glimmering in the sunlight. As he flew closer he couldn’t stop himself from imagining the way he’d suck on your hard nipples, bringing you to release from that one touch alone. Before he’d move down and stuff his face against your entrance just so he can taste how sweet you are straight from the source.

His mind was hazy with lust as he reaches you, his eyes unfocused on anything beside your gorgeous plump body. Blindly reaching into his bag of magic he sprays some mist in your face at the same time you spot him.

“What just happened?!” You ask in alarm, looking at the unknown fairy who’s staring at you like he wants to devour you.

A warm buzz begins to flood through your body. Making you tingly and aroused. Your eyes widen as you rub your thighs together for some friction. Your pussy gushing with arousal.

“W-what did you do? Who are you?” You ask breathlessly, wanting nothing more than to take this strange fairy suffocate him with your pussy.

The fairy looks at you in shock over your reaction, having no idea what went wrong. You’re not shrinking at all! He looks down at his hand and only now notices he sprayed you with the aphrodisiac mist instead of the shrinking mist! His cheeks burn red from embarrassment.

“I-I was hired to prank you with a shrinking mist but it seems as though they got mixed up,” he explains bashfully, showing you the bottle.

You internally curse your friend for hiring such a dumb fairy but also god do you wish he was here to take care of you. Your eyes fall back on the fairy… the incredibly sexy fairy. Fuck, you just needed something to ease the fire burning hot inside you and soaking your panties.

“Well you caused this so you need to take care of it. Now!” You say with a huff.

You lay in the bed of flowers, throwing your robes off recklessly. Not caring about anything other than this fairy getting you off. The fairy looks down at you in awe, all his recent fantasies coming true. He wonders if he subconsciously did this on purpose just so he could fuck you, but he wouldn’t think about that right now. Not when you need him so badly.

The fairy’s wings flutter and he’s flying down on top of you before you can change your mind. Not that you would with your need so unbearable. He lands on your soft belly and he could just melt into you, your skin is so warm and lovely. You hiss the moment he touches you, you’re so sensitive you could cum just from his little body grinding onto you.

Using his strength he picks up your breast and opens his mouth wide to suck on your hard nipples just as he imagined. You moan loudly, hips jerking in the air. The little fairy holds on tight and sucks greedily on the bud, basking in the way you writhe against the grass.

“P-please! I need more,” you beg, your mind lost to the lust that rages through you.

The fairy releases your nipple with a loud pop. He flies down to your glistening cunt, your folds all lovely and wet and waiting for him. His cock tents in his small pants, getting harder and harder the longer he touches you. Using his body he spreads your fat lips and you moan, trying to rock closer to him. He cries out, holding onto you so he doesn’t fall off.

With a bit of his own magic he commands vines close by to wrap around your arms and legs, tying you firmly you to the ground. You gasp and squirm against them, their rough caress only turning you on even more.

The fairy pulls down his pants and lines his aching cock up against your clit. He grinds into you and you both release long ragged moans. His own mind begins to cloud over and all he can focus on is giving you both the pleasure you need so bad.

Your body twitches and shakes with deep pressure of the fairy’s cock rubbing your clit so nicely. You can feel his hips snap against your core, short grunts leave you every time his balls slap against your over sensitive clit. The vines stopping you from moving with him or moving away from the unrelenting pleasure.

Yet you still have a deep rooted need to be filled to the brim and you throw your head back, the fire inside you only getting hotter without your release. Sensing what you need, the fairy uses more of his magic and a second later you jump as long thick vines slide deep inside your hot wet cunt.

The fairy and his vines work in tandem to bring you higher and higher. The fairy digs his fingers into your wide waist and ruts into you like a madman, wildly desperate to feel you come undone because of him. All while his vines plunge deep into your depths, brushing along your gummy walls and hitting you just right.

You cum with a fierce scream that echoes throughout the meadow. The fairy releases soon after you, his hot cum jolting outward and spraying all over your delicious belly.

The fairy sags against you, completely spent. The two of you lay there, your limbs still tied to the ground as you both shake with the force of your release. You can feel the heat inside you start to settle a little yet it’s still there, just waiting to ignite.

The sudden sound of a branch snapping in the distance has your head jerking up in surprise. You come face-to-face with your elf friend, a smug smirk on his lips. He crosses his arms and leans against a nearby tree. Looking up and down your plump form you can see his own eyes cloud over with lust.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” He asks, pushing off the tree and heading toward you both.

[ydsurluvhsm]

🍓🍼 natsu + lucy’s period (♡˙︶˙♡) a soft headcanon 🧸💗

lucy: in pain, cramping, curled up under 4 blankets natsu: (•̀ᴗ•́) “who did this to you.” lucy: “...my uterus.” natsu: ( •̀_•́ ) “where is it. i’m gonna beat it up.”

𓂃🌷 he doesn't understand periods but he understands lucy pain = bad. and if something makes her cry or makes her tummy hurt?? oh he’s READY TO FIGHT. 🔥💢

𖦹 ̫ 𖦹 he brings her all the snacks (even if it’s like. a raw fish bc happy told him it’s “good for you”). she giggles so hard she cries. he panics and comes back with a whole fruit basket & a jar of honey like 🥺🍯

💌 he's her personal heating pad!!! wraps his arms and legs around her like a sleepy little lizard and mumbles “if i cuddle hard enough i can absorb the pain” 🐉🛏️

lucy: “babe that’s not how it works…” natsu: “shhh i’m doing science”

💒 gets so protective it’s kinda scary. glares at anyone who makes too much noise. once hissed at gray for existing too loudly. happy said “bro she’s just on her period” and natsu was like “SHE’S SUFFERING”

🍬 when she feels gross or bloated he just. holds her face. and says “you’re still the prettiest person i’ve ever seen. like ever. i’d die if this was happening to me. i’d cry forever. i’d just explode.”

🧺 she falls asleep all cozy in his arms while he whispers little threats to her uterus like “don’t come back next month or i’ll punch you through the wall”

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me rn: on my period 🧃cramping all in the same spot 💥 it’s really hard to focus on anything rn but writing this out made me feel a lil bit better… natsu would 100% fight for me i just know it 🐰💗

[shiiro-arts]

Fairy tail filler episodes are so good. I literally had no clue they were filler when watching it

And that makes me very sad too because this means some of my fav nalu moments didn't actually happen 😭

The rainbow Sakura episode. When Lucy turned invisible and natsu remembered her. During the infinity clock arc when Lucy was put in the clock and natsu was so scared and doing all he could to save her and then Lucy's voice lead natsu out midnights void power. And natsu ran to catch her when the clock exploded and him being so pissed at the spirits in the spirit eclipse arc because they made Lucy cry.

HIIIIIIIIIIII LET ME BRING YOU SOME PEACE OF MIND BBG

I'm going to go a little bit deeper but let me tell you something, the fillers, (episodes or arc's doesn't matter) and the rainbow sakura omake ARE CANON

Mashima was always somehow involved in those things, not only that, the "filler" arc's are mentioned in 100 years quest, automatically making them canon

The rainbow sakura tree IS CANON, just because it doesn't follow the main plot doesn't mean it's not, it's just something that HAPPENED to them. Mashima drew the manga

LOOK AT THEM, SOBBING

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

BTW If you haven't read the Coca Cola omake DO IT, it's so GOOD

⬇️⬇️⬇️HERE ⬇️⬇️⬇️

The last bit is a little random but the omake itself is amazing, my favorite one actually, I miss that Natsu so much (BRING ME BACK MY OG NATSU I BEG)