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angstandhappiness · 2 days ago
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NICE
Natsu is literally so kind.
Not only is his perfect heaven Zeref, Mavis, Larcade, August, and Igneel all living together peacefully.
So are other dragons that have passed, as well as Lucy's parents, Ur, everyone he's ever met.
Igneel even suggests Acnalogia even has a possible place in Natsus ideal heaven.
ACNALOGIA!
Even though he was the end all be all boss battle, even though HE WAS THE ONE THAT KILLED IGNEEL, even though he intended to erase essentially all traces of life from existence. He had a place in Natsus perfect picture of heaven.
BECAUSE NATSU IS THAT KIND!
And I think this is something that should be recognized more about him.
Also you can't tell me Natsu subconsciously wanting Lucy's parents in his ideal heaven isn't a NaLu bit.
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noyasbunny · 1 day ago
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The argument had been stupid.
Juvia didn’t even remember how it started, only that Gray had been cold again—distant in that way that made her heart ache. And this time, she had snapped.
"Why does Gray-sama always push Juvia away?"
"Maybe because I need space!" he had shot back, running a frustrated hand through his hair.
Juvia had stared at him, eyes wide with hurt. Space? He wanted space? After everything?
Fury and heartbreak swirled inside her, and before she could stop herself, she had grabbed the quest flier on the table. "Then Juvia will give you space," she had said stiffly, voice trembling. "She will go alone."
She hadn’t given him a chance to respond before storming out.
That was three days ago.
Gray had tried to act like it didn’t bother him. Like he wasn’t worried that she’d gone off alone.
But then, the rumors started.
A powerful rogue mage had been causing chaos near the mountains—where Juvia had gone. Fairy Tail’s informants whispered about a brutal battle, a flood, a cave-in… and a lone girl being buried beneath the rubble.
Gray’s blood ran cold.
His heart nearly stopped when Erza returned from her own mission, her expression grim. "Gray… I heard something about Juvia’s quest."
His world cracked.
He didn't even wait for her to finish. He turned and ran.
The mountains were a blur of rain and broken terrain as Gray sprinted forward, his breath ragged.
"She’s not dead. She can’t be dead."
But the fear gnawed at him.
He had been so damn stupid. So stubborn. He had pushed her away, and now—
A sound cut through the rain.
Footsteps.
Gray skidded to a stop, barely managing to register the figure moving toward him before—
"Gray-sama?"
Juvia.
She was soaked, battered, but alive.
Gray’s heart nearly gave out. His knees buckled, relief slamming into him so hard that he almost collapsed.
Without thinking, he closed the distance between them in two long strides and crushed her against him.
"Juvia—" His voice was hoarse, broken. "You’re alive."
Juvia gasped at the force of his embrace. "O-Of course Juvia is alive. Why wouldn’t—?"
He pulled back just enough to look at her, his hands framing her face, his thumbs brushing over the dirt smudged on her cheeks. His eyes burned into hers, desperate, wild.
"They said—" His breath was shaky. "They said you died."
Juvia’s lips parted in shock. "Juvia would never leave Gray-sama like that—"
"Don’t say it," he muttered, pressing his forehead to hers. "I can't—" His voice cracked. "I thought I lost you."
Juvia’s eyes softened. "Gray-sama…"
His grip tightened, like he was afraid she'd vanish. "I was an idiot. I am an idiot. I told you I needed space, but I—damn it, Juvia, I need you."
Her breath hitched. "Gray-sama really means that?"
His response was immediate. His lips crashed against hers, stealing the words from her mouth.
Juvia melted, her arms wrapping around his neck as he kissed her like he was starving—like he was making up for every moment he had wasted pushing her away.
The rain poured around them, but Gray didn’t care.
His hands roamed, sliding down to grip her waist before pulling her flush against him. She was soft, warm, and his—if she’d still have him.
"Gray-sama…" she breathed, her voice trembling as he kissed down her jaw, his teeth grazing her pulse.
He pulled back just enough to look at her, eyes dark with need. "Tell me I didn’t lose you."
"Never," she whispered. "Juvia is always Gray-sama’s."
His control snapped.
He lifted her effortlessly, pressing her against the nearest tree as their lips met again—hotter, deeper. His fingers traced the curves of her soaked clothes before slipping beneath, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
"Good," he murmured against her lips. "Because I’m never letting you go again."
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rain-day-today · 3 months ago
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When the fairy tail gangs get it together and has kids, natsu is the guilds #1 opp cause why does everyone’s kids say his name first????
Bonus: his own kids don’t know his name until their like 12
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starswritewhispers · 11 months ago
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sometimes i think about the HC of the guild placing bets on natsu and lucy finally becoming official and what that may entail.
you can’t tell me that the guild of busybodies and alcoholics would play fair in that bet. sabotage and set ups have happened and grudges have been formed all in the name of winning that bet.
at this point, it’s more than the money, it’s for pride
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gravity-valley · 1 year ago
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Freed for green!
This’ll be my last one for today, since I’ve got dnd soon. I actually edited one of the pictures for this one myself! I also added a little nod to Freed’s love for Laxus in here because how could I not
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e1ectricwords · 2 months ago
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Natsu: Hey guys.
Natsu: I bought a snake.
Natsu: I need names
Lucy: What the fuck?
Gray: Why the fuck?
Bickslow: William Snakespeare.
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power-to-live · 4 months ago
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Gajeel: I prevented a murder today.
Juvia: Really? That’s amazing! How did you do that?
Gajeel: Self-control.
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celestialspiritbabe · 6 months ago
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found this list on r/fairytail, so I thought it would be cool to fill it out🫶🏻
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sirclowniey · 6 months ago
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The Invisible Lucy episode is so messed up like why were they so mean to her
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gruviaa · 8 months ago
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honeybun-was-h3r3 · 2 days ago
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rewatching fairytail and like. are we sure half of that guild wasn't in just a really big polycule?? this is including lucy when she just joined btw, they acted so casual about people she'd just met randomly showing up in her house, I'm pretty sure natsu just forgot to tell her about the polycule (also how calm they all were with grey taking off his clothes 24/7, and the fact that the girls gets like 20 different pervy comments thrown at them everyday and are just perfectly calm with that) idk, maybe something will happen that will mean there is absolutely no way their a polycule later in the series (I'm on episode 27 rn, but a few years ago when I watched this for the first time I got all the way to this like, parade episode? I don't remember the number, the last plot thing I remember is loke's secret, although I didn't remember he had cat ears and looked at his tag and got hit in the face with catboy)
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noyasbunny · 14 days ago
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rain-day-today · 5 months ago
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*10 years after the show ends*
Lucy: No way natsu sees me like that, he just thinks of me as a friend!
Levy: ….YOU HAVE MULTIPLE CHILDREN TOGETHER.
Natsu popping in : luce we should have another kid, what do you think their hair color would be?
Levy: …
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starswritewhispers · 11 months ago
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Dragons and Denial: Chapter 1 Nalu
Lucy's kingdom had been on the cusp of war long before she took her first breath. Despite being raised as both a powerful mage and a princess, she knew every breath she took was a mercy from Zeref and his demons. When the brutish neighboring kingdom of dragons offered an alliance, her father was quick to accept any conditions that their king may require, even if it meant selling his own daughter to their prince.
Lucy expected to hear more screams as she passed into the gates of Dragnof. The kingdom was known to never lose a war and the few survivors of their battles would tremble and refuse to repeat whatever occurred. Instead, she was greeted by children laughing in the streets, flapping of massive wings above her, and a strange sense of peace. The oddest thing she noted were the mixes of mages, rather than just the dragons they were feared by.  It wasn’t until she entered the castle that the sound of joy went silent, replaced by an odd, anxious sort of quiet.  Servants and knights stole glances at her as she passed, a few hiding their laughter behind their fist. She could only imagine what kind of horror awaited her.
“Keep up, blondie,” the gruff voice of the large man she was trailing behind snapped at her. She stiffened, biting back a retort and hurried after him. He didn’t seem like a noble, with piercings studded over his face and his long mess of black hair. Still, when he arrived to collect her, her father had referred to him as Lord Gajeel from Dragnof, so she knew he had to have some title. Her father wasn’t the type to give out respect unearned–or bought, to be more exact–so he had to have something to his name. Then again, her father also raised her as a lamb to slaughter since the treaty had been signed, so his sanity was still in question. “Do you humans not exercise?” He grumbled, turning to face her with a sneer. “Do you dragons not know empathy?” She demanded, crossing her arms and glaring up at him. For a moment, she regretted agreeing to take a few of her ladies in waiting with her, not wanting any of them to deal with the horrors she’d be sure to. Still, Lucy figured they’d all fare better together. Even against this.  Her keys felt heavy from their spot on her belt and for a moment she wondered how far she could run. Not far. 
The few feet she could maybe gain would only doom her kingdom. “Whiny,” was all he said, with an almost amused chuckle. “The prince and you will get along great.” At the mention of her betrothed, Lucy stiffened, feeling a chill creep its way through her chest.  She met him, once, when they were younger. They played together while the kings discussed treaties and alliances and despite how kind he seemed then and how quickly they connected, she never spoke to him again. She remembered him seeming oddly distraught at the idea of leaving and his father, King Igneel, had quickly grabbed her father to discuss something. When he left, he had knelt down to talk to the prince and Natsu left more calmly after that. She learned a few years later that the promise of her hand in marriage had been added to the terms of their alliance. Lucy spent years arguing against the engagement, refusing to speak to the prince, begging her father, but nothing freed her.
In the recent years, she tried anything to beg her father to release her, bribery, blackmail, even going as far to remind him of her late mother’s wish for her to find true love. When his eyes glazed over at the mention of Queen Layla, she told him that she had fell in love, that she had finally found the man her mother wanted her to. Instead of releasing her, as she had hoped, the king sealed her fate, promising to execute the man if he ever found him.
 Three years ago, she had received a strange letter, dropped off by a blue--oddly chipper--flying cat, who seemed as surprised as her when she opened the balcony door. It was addressed to the wrong location and the only return address was a name. Salamander.
The letter was even stranger, albeit, amusing.
The cat, Happy, urged her to write back, thinking it’d be ‘funny’ and she eventually agreed. Within a few weeks, they were writing letters daily, and despite Salamander's constant request to see her in person, she refused. Their correspondence had been one of her few sources of joy and she didn't want to risk it, couldn't once her father found out. She told Happy not to drop off any more letters and begged him to warn her penpal to keep a low profile.
Lucy suddenly stumbled over a fallen vase, nearly falling flat on her face, before Gajeel’s hand wrapped around her arm, easily pulling her back up. “Are you so lost in your head you can’t see ahead of you?” He demanded, eyebrow quirking in bemusement. 
Lucy huffed, stepping out of his grip and glaring up at the large man in front of her. “I wouldn’t expect someone like you to understand,” she hissed, shaking her head. “Ah, yes, because dragons are brutes?” “Because men aren’t sold as breeding mares,” she snapped and Gajeel blinked, something unfamiliar passing over his expression. “Oh,” “Oh?” “Don’t know what else you want me to say, blondie,” he said with a shrug. "I'm not gonna argue a fact." With that, he continued to lead her down the twisting hallways in silence.
Eventually, they came to a stop in front of two large ornate doors and he turned back towards her, opening his mouth as if to say something, before pausing for a long moment. "He wanted to see you," The man decided on, turning back to face the doors. "Hasn't since you were kids and all that." Lucy said nothing, merely watching as Gajeel pounded on the wooden doors. She briefly allowed her mind to drift to Salamander, twisting the engagement ring around her finger.  Happy had shown up before she left, begging her to take the various letters, or at the very least, hear him out. She closed the door, then window, in the cat’s face before he could risk giving her false hope, or worse, cost Salamander his life.
The door swung open and revealed a tall, annoyingly well-built, pink haired man who looked at Gajeel with the same amount of scorn Lucy had seen soldiers view traitors with. “It's too fuckin early," he groaned, running his fingers through his oddly spiked hair. “What’re ya–oh,”  Natsu paused as his eyes landed on Lucy, his nose scrunching slightly as though he was sniffing the air.
Dragons.
The prince seemed to light up, an easy grin falling over his face as he waved his hand in greeting. His tongue ran over his sharpened canines and despite herself, she had to admit he was very attractive. Her life could've turned out so much worse, but still, the turmoil inside of her refused to quiet. “Your highness,”  she murmured, bowing her head in a sign of respect. She blinked at the sound of an odd rumbling next to her and turned to see Gajeel's shoulders shaking as he laughed beside her.
“No reason to bow to the likes of him,” he explained between the bursts of mirth and she frowned, sparing a glance at the prince.  She expected to see him furious, ready to call for guards and demand Gajeel's apology. Instead, she was greeted with an annoyed expression and a glint of mischief in the prince's eyes. “He ain’t shit, lives off of his daddy's name." “Why don’t ya listen to your dad?” Natsu suggested, his grin growing as he cocked his head to the side. “Fix your face.” “Why you–” The two began arguing, seeming seconds away from a full out brawl before Lucy cleared her throat. Was she truly to live in such a backwards and behind society? “Not to interrupt this clearly meaningful conversation,” she began, ignoring Gajeel’s huff at her sarcasm. “But it was a long journey and I’d like to rest–”  She paused when she noticed Natsu stepping aside, as if to make space for her to enter his quarters.  Her cheeks heated and she turned to Gajeel helplessly, hoping that someone in this kingdom had a sense of what was good and proper.  The man–dragon– merely huffed out another strange laugh and turned to walk away. “Don’t scare her before your vows, flame brain,” he yelled over his shoulder before he disappeared, leaving her alone with the prince. 
“Ya coming in or what?” Natsu asked, looking at her as if she were the strange one. If she had any energy left within her to be angry, she would've been furious. Instead she just huffed out a sight, crossing her arm. “Really, you oughta make yourself more comfortable, don't know why you're standing in the hall like a lost dog." Lucy bristled, but said nothing and followed him into the large room.  Her eyes trailed over the mess, fighting the urge to roll her eyes at the clothes strung out on the floor.  She figured even the maids couldn’t fix the kind of chaos that resided within Natsu Dragneel.  “Ya gonna talk or,”  His voice trailed off and Lucy relished in the feeling of shaking the confidence of the infamous fire dragon for a moment. “Do we need to?” She answered, ignoring the way he winced at her harsh comment. She turned on her heel, walking over to his desk, rather than have to face the prince. Oddly, his desk seemed to be the only somewhat organized space in his room, save for a few papers and envelopes tossed carelessly onto its surface. She supposed he bever used it enough to dirty it. "It’s a political marriage, after all, not a love based one."
“So you’d rather marry a stranger?” He demanded, voice tight with anger and something that sounded far too similar to hurt. “Stay miserable for the rest of your life, purely out of your own stubbornness? Doesn't sound like a fun life to me." “It’s not meant to be,” she argued, keeping her back to him as her eyes trailed mindlessly over the envelopes on his desk. She wasn’t exactly interested in the contents but it was better than the delusions of the man behind her. “We grin and bear it for our–” Her voice cut off as she recognized one of the envelopes, or rather, the handwriting on the front. Her own. Addressed to Salamander with a poorly drawn heart next to the name. It had clearly been opened, but the pages themselves were missing and she slowly turned the envelope over in her hands. This wasn't real, he had to be okay, he had to--
“How do you have this?” Lucy’s voice didn’t sound like her own, it was too soft, too tense. It sounded how she felt, on the verge of shattering “Have what?”  She jolted, his concerned voice landing right next to her ear. How he had gotten so close to her, so quickly, without her registering it was beyond her. She merely held up the envelope, feeling her heartbeat in her throat. Natsu glanced down at it, then back at her, the silence echoing around them. He swallowed thickly, blinking.
Once. 
Twice.
Before he could blink a third time, she exploded, whirling on him with her fists raised. 
“If you hurt him, I swear–” Natsu caught her fists, his onyx eyes flashing dangerously. 
“I didn’t hurt him,--hey,” he grunted, narrowly dodging the knee that had come up to strike him. “Watch it,” he hissed, smoke billowing out of his nostrils.  “If I hurt him or killed him it’d be quite counterproductive,” “To your delusions? Happy wife, happy life?”
“Oh my–”  He dropped his grip on her wrists, taking a cautionary step back. “I wouldn’t hurt or kill your Salamnder because I personally enjoy being alive.” “I don’t follow,” Lucy’s arms crossed in front of her chest, eyes narrowing in on him. “Salamander is a dumbass, his best talent is creating trouble, how could he be a thre–” “There are better talents," Natsu grumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. "And no, Salamander isn't a threat to me, or vice versa, because we're the same guy." He paused, a frown creeping onto his features. "Or maybe we're each other's biggest threats? I don't know, I'm not exactly big on philosophy, but--" "You're lying," she hissed, her hands clenching back into fists and trembling at her side. She knew Salamander, she bonded with him. He was the one real thing in the web of lies and politics that had become her life.
"If ya had just heard Happy out, you'd know I'm not," he argued, crossing his own arms. At the mention of the beloved cat, she stumbled back. She could practically taste her fear, eyes darting around the room wildly. “Did you hurt him too?” “Jeez, ya got trust issues,” he grumbled, barking something in a language she didn’t quite understand. “Just hold up,” Natsu told her, a hand raised when she opened her mouth to speak.  
After a painfully long moment, she heard a familiar laugh and the blue cat flew in, a bright smile on his face.  “Natsu!” He cheered, flying in a quick circle above his head. His eyes landed on Lucy and he seemed, somehow, even more pleased. “She’s finally here?”
“Right in front of ya,” The prince responded with a rueful laugh, eyes darting back to Lucy. “I’m Salamander, right?”
“Aye sir,” The cat nodded, looking over at Lucy. “I tried to tell her but she slammed the door. And then the window.”
“I–you–”  The words seemed to catch in her throat as she felt the familiar sting of tears threaten her eyes. Natsu and Happy were beaming over at her, acting as though they had just performed the greatest prank known to man.  The one comfort she had in those past years of hell had been a lie.   “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
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gravity-valley · 1 year ago
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Gajeel for black!
Yes. I know. Black isn’t part of the rainbow, but I couldn’t leave out Gajeel! I’m actually in love with him and there aren’t enough fics about him :’(
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1-800-local-slut · 4 months ago
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The Fairytail brainrot is STRONG
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