#i know sting and Natsu don’t have it

[awesomenikie]

My favorite thing about the dragon slayers is that they are all dumbasses. Some hide it better than others but when you put them together one brain cell bounces between them. Especially Natsu, Wendy and Gajeel together. They reach peak dumbass together.

[cinniipuppiii]

Fairy tail request!

Earth dragon slayer y/n who is like SICK x dragon slayers!

“You can get sick?!” - Dragon Slayers x Earth Dragon Slayer!Reader

Includes: Natsu, Gajeel, Wendy, Laxus, and GN!Reader

A/N: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. I thought I lost the request. WENDY IS PLATONIC. No Sting or Rogue bc… Im uhm…. Not there yet…. Might make a fic for Earth Dragon Slayer!Reader

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The ground trembled as another sneeze left your body, causing you to hunch over a bit in the slightly uncomfortable bed you were laid in. If it was anyone else, you probably wouldn’t have been moved to the basement of your own guild. Because you’re a dragon slayer, one that controls the EARTH at that, they don’t want you to hurt yourself or anyone else.

Of course, the room was kinda cozy. There were pictures that were previously mounted on the wall, but now they’re on the ground due to you shaking the room. There’s lights, pretty ones at that. Probably fire lacrima or something.

Your exceed sat on the nightstand, a box of tissues in its tiny (color) paws. “I told you it wasn’t a smart idea to go to the mountain with them! Now you’ve got a nasty illness!!” It scolded, eyes clouded with worry for its best friend. “I’m fine, (exceed name). I’ll recover soon.” You took the tissue that your (color) colored furry friend offered you, blowing as softly as you can so you didn’t destroy the wall. Man, being an Earth dragon slayer sucks!

Every now and then, people would come check on you. More specially: Levy, Mirajane, and the master. They have you medicine and helped with whatever you needed.

Suddenly, you froze as a familiar scent filled your nose. They’re here. You knew they were gonna visit you sooner or later.

The chained door was burst open by a certain pyro. As much as you wanted to see his stupid face, you didn’t want to get him as sick as you. Maybe he would sneeze fire, that wouldn’t be good. “Y/NNN!! How are ya feelin’?!” The pinkette yelled, his own blue furry friend following suit. “Aye!! We brought you some hot honey tea, from Mirajane!!” He flew over beside (Exceed Name) and sat the cup down.

(Exceed Name) placed the tissues next to it as it picked up the steaming cup of tea. Before it could fly over to you to give it, Natsu stopped it. “No, I wanna do it.” His voice sounded serious, but his face… he was pouting like a child. “You are such a child, but here.” Your cat handed the cup to the dragon boy carefully, knowing damn well he wasn’t about to be careful with you.

Surprisingly, he was. “Say ahh!!” He smiled widely, a nice attempt at lifting your spirits. You did as told and he gently placed the cup near your mouth. When you seemed satisfied with the sip, he pulled the cup back and placed it back down. “How’s that taste? I hope it’ll make you feel better soon!! We miss ya up there!!”

You chuckled, but it was cut off by a nasty coughing fit. This seemed to cause the pink haired dumbass to panic as the room rumbled. “Woah!! How’re ya doin’ that?” He asked, eyes full of sparkles. “I’m the Earth Dragon Slayer, dear. Did you forget?” The nickname seemed to flow from your tongue as if it was natural. It was, and he still enjoyed hearing it. His cheeks turned the slightest bit red as his smile only widened. “I know!! I still find ya cool!!”

Before you could say anything else, his lips met yours softly. You would’ve rejected it because you didn’t wanna get him sick, but you were so deprived of his love that you couldn’t bring yourself to do so. He pulled away and gave you a toothy grin. “Maybe that‘ll do the trick!!” He laughed heartily as your face lit up, and not just from your fever. “Ewwww!! Get a room you two!!” Happy stuck his tongue out at the two of you, which Natsu ignored.

He sat on the side of your bed, smile turning into something more sweet. “Really, get better. I’m not goin’ on another mission without cha! Got it?” He put his hand out to you. You weakly put your hand to his and smiled as best as you could. “Yeah. Of course!”

A bit has passed. Just as you said, you got him sick.

The door opened roughly, almost getting unhinged as a certain iron headed freak walked in. “Hey. How’ve you been?” He asked, almost demanded. Behind him, Pantherlily followed in silence. “I’ve been better.” As you spoke, a sneeze erupted from your body, causing the pictures on the ground to shift even further away from their landing spot. It even shook the two boneheads who walked in the room. “That’s one nasty sneeze.” Lily remarked, a surprised expression on his tiny face.

You chuckled weakly and moved your hand to pat the spot on your bed. “Don’t be so hard on them! They’re sick!” (Exceed Name) pouted, its cheeks pudding up at the other exceed mocking its poor friend. “I’m doing no such thing.” He replied calmly, turning his tiny back to your friend. You just smiled and turned your attention back to your boyfriend, who was now sitting at your side.

“I didn’t even know you could get sick. Ain’t that your whole shtick?? You being a natural healer or somethin’? Like Wendy?” He questioned kinda angrily. He was confused as hell, and you could tell. “Sorta. I’ll explain it all when I’m better.” You scooted closer to him and curled your body around the part of him that sat next to you. He was warm, warmer than your body.

He leaned into you, face dusting a light pink. “Whatever. I hope you feel better, squirt.” You put a large, rough hand on your head and ruffled your (hair type) locks. “Stay with me a bit longer, please?” Your face was so sad that he ALMOST said it out loud. He sighed heavily, turning his body so he could lay beside you. He put an arm around you and rested the other one on his chest.

You leaned into him as well and gently rested your smaller hand in his messy, black locks. “Thank you, ‘Jeel.” He just scoffed and turned his head from you. He didn’t want to see just how flustered you made him, even when you weren’t trying.

Even if he got sick a week later, it was worth being able to comfort you during your weakest time.

The door opened gently, revealing a peaking Wendy. “Hey, Y/n! How are you feeling??” Her kind, chipper voice called out to you. You sneezed again, causing her to lose her footing and almost fall on Carla. “Are you okay, child?” The white cat asked as she flew behind her friend and held her up. “Yeah, I’m fine, Carla.”

You took a tissue from (Exceed Name) and blew your nose as carefully as you could, so you wouldn’t hurt your best friend. You put it in the small, nearly full, trash can that was placed near your bed. “Sorry, Wendy.” She walked over to your bedside, a worried look on her face. “I’m fine, please don’t be sorry!!”

She thought for a moment. “Aren’t you like me? Sorry if it sounds like I’m overstepping, but aren’t you a healer?” She questioned while observing your sick form. “Naturally, yeah. When I heal other illnesses, they come to me.” You replied, beautiful (color) colored eyes looking right back at her.

Without a word, she placed her hands on you and created a magic circle above your laying form. It took a second, but eventually, your illness faded. It was amazing having another healer around. “Thank you, Wendy.” “Don’t waste your magic, child!”

You giggled and tried to sit up, only to be stopped. “You aren’t fully healed, but you’ll heal faster now!” She smiled and placed some medicine on your nightstand. (Exceed Name) flew over to Wendy and sat on her head. “Good thing we got another healer. Y/n would be toast!” It joked, laughing at your pain lovingly.

Wendy chuckled pitifully, patting your head gently. “Want something to drink? I heard hot tea will help!” She suggested as she jumped away from your bed. “That would be nice.” You smiled weakly and giggled.

She nodded and looked for Carla. “Come on, Carla! Let’s get them some tea!” The sky dragon slayer said, picking up her feline friend. You watched her leave the room.

The door opened roughly and closed just the same. The smell that filled your senses was the man of the hour, the electric dragon himself. He crossed his arms and walked over to you without saying a word. “You’re an idiot, doll.” He shook his head in disappointment. He sat on the side of your bed, making you sink a bit more into the bed.

You laughed weakly. “Stop teasing them! They’re ill!” Your feline friend pointed a clawed finger at the blonde, causing him to glare at it. It jumped and slowly backed away under his intense stare. “Got a problem, cat?” “No…”

“Don’t be mean to them, love.” You placed your hand on his left elbow, gently squeezing to try and get him to let up. He sighed and turned his head to your smaller form. “Get better already. You’re strong.” He said, almost as if he was talking to himself.

Your eyes met his as you gained the energy to tease him. “Aw, you care about me.” You chuckled and rubbed his arm. He sighed and narrowed his eyes at you. “Shut up. Of course I do.” He placed a large hand on your head and pushed you back down.

“Wanna cuddle for a bit? Your immune system is better than mine and I miss you.” He would’ve said no if it wasn’t for the look you were giving them. “Fine. If you get me sick, that’s your fault.” As he agreed, he pushed you gently to the side and laid next to you. You pulled yourself into him and smiled, his scent filling your senses.

He wasn’t going to admit it, but he missed you too. He wanted you to feel better. He wanted you by his side again. You were warm, probably from your fever. He knew Mirajane gave you some medicine, but he still can’t help but worry. He would’ve left if it wasn’t for the fact you fell asleep on him.

He ended up getting sick, but he hid it well.

[nyankochan]

Kissing You💋

Content: Fairy Tail Men x gn!reader and how they like to kiss you, fluff, mentions of sex in Sting’s part

A/n: this was in my drafts lol

Lazy Kisses

Some of your favorite kisses from Rogue are those first thing in the morning ones that he gives while he’s still somewhat drowsy. He’s so pliant and gentle when he kisses you in general, but first thing in the morning he’s like a big teddy bear.

Usually, if he wakes before you due to the rising sun peeking through the curtains, Rogue will usually stir, and feel around the bed to make sure you’re close. You usually are already pressed against his chest, but if you happen to have moved during the night, you’ll either roll back over or Rogue pulls you to him. He’s especially clinging in the morning.

He’ll press fluttering kisses against your jaw and cheek on the search for your lips. You’ll nuzzle up against his neck, your legs intertwining with his and the messy sheets. Rogue drapes his arm around your waist and inhales your scent continently. If you guys don’t have a job to take, you’ll fall back asleep for a while before getting up to start the day

“5 more minutes. I wanna hold you longer.”

Passionate Kisses

Sting is very passionate when he kisses you. He can be quite impatient at times, but overall is very gentle. Especially after you two have sex. You both will be hot and sweaty, tangled in each others arms and he’ll kiss your lips long and slow, savoring your taste.

He loves your body and finds any part of you attractive. He’ll kiss your neck. Your shoulder. Your chest. Don’t be surprised if he leaves little bite marks along the way. Sting does it honestly to just memorize the way you feel in his arms.

If you’re not going another round, he’ll just slowly make out with you, his touch intense yet sweet as he mumbles how much he loves you against your lips.

“You’re so sweet. I want to taste you more.”

Heated Kisses

Kissing Natsu is always exciting. He’ll find any reason to kiss you. In fact, he really doesn’t need a reason. He just likes PDA, and will kiss you out the blue even if it’s embarrassing. Natsu though, can get really heated and passionate with his kisses, especially if he hasn’t seen you in a while.

If you or him are separated for a while due to work, expect him to be all over you when you reunite. He grabs on to your chin, pulling you close as he groans into your mouth when your lips meet. Your hands find the front of his clothes, having to hold on to them tightly because Natsu will quite literally leave you breathless.

Natsu’s the type to never want to let you go. He always kisses you as if it’s his last time, so they’re always filled with such love and emotion. Sometimes, you have to remind him that you need to breathe.

“Have I told you how much I love you?”

Breathless Kisses

Gajeel definitely likes to tease you. He’ll pull away just out of reach so that you can’t reach his lips to kiss him if you’re shorter than him or turn his face at the last second to mess with you. He likes to catch you by surprise, kissing you when you least expect it.

When he does kiss you, he’s fast, rough but still sweet. His kisses don’t tend to last long. Instead, he pecks your lips multiple times, leaving you breathless and flustered. In between kisses he grins, and you realize he’s messing with you again which makes you laugh.

He can be passionate when he wants to, pulling you in by your waist and capturing your lips gently. Either way, he always manages to leave you breathless and gasping for more.

“You really take my breath away. You know that?”

Comforting Kisses

Gray has been through a lot and often leans on you for support when he has his tough days. You can usually tell when he gets in his head as he’s more moody. Even if words aren’t exchanged your comforting touch and gentle kiss against his lips soothe the aching feeling of guilt in his heart.

The same goes for you when you’re having a bad day for whatever reason. If you’re crying, he kisses away your tears, all while whispering soft reassurances in your ear. He’ll take your hands into his, caressing your knuckles with his thumb before too giving them a gentle kiss.

The sweet and sensual feeling of kissing Gray is always endearing. You very much complete him and he does not hesitate to let you know how much he values you. Through the good and the bad, his love is always comforting.

“Everything is going to be all right. I’m here.”

[sun-stricken]

Don’t have to answer if it’s not your style, but headcannons for overprotective dragon slayers to new demon slayer gray?

Random person: you’re all dragon slayers?

Slayers: yeah, why?

Random person points to gray: why’s he here?

Slayers: he’s adopted

anon you have no idea how much i love you for asking this, ive been waiting for an excuse to do this, i am a SLUT for anyone and anything being overprotective of Gray

i don’t believe in canon or timelines so use ur imagination

i like to think of Gray as person practically everybody ends up really liking, and a total cat magnet.

And dragon slayers r just big cats. So Gray already had close friendships with them

so when they realized ‘holy shit hes like us now’ their protective instincts went in overdrive

Natsu, Wendy, & Sting didnt even try to hide it; constantly trying to make sure hes comfortable and felt safe and didnt sit alone confused and scared by all these new things he has to deal with

Natsu definitely drags him onto impromptu jobs and fishing trips with Happy, in an effort to get away from people, or just so they can spend time together, the reason is unclear

i think dragon slayers as a whole are like violently touch starved, and thats what Sting focused on mostly.

he would drape himself over Gray when he felt like the other needed or wanted it but wouldnt ask

it helped Gray get more comfortable for sure

Wendy, as a healer and friend, tried to give him every piece of advice she knew, offering remedy after remedy to help ease him into his now heightened senses

Gray tried to explain to them once that his abilities are fairly different from theirs, yes he has heightened senses, but his instincts and needs were a hell of a lot different than theirs; that only spurred them on more, making them try to research everywhere they could about demon slayers

Rogue & Gajeel were more subtle with it (not by much tho), they understood when needed it quiet, when he just wanted company without the talk

If Gray was having a hard time, whether or not it was bc of his slayer magic, Rogue would offer up Frosch and sit with him, offering silence or white noise. whatever he needed

Gajeel probably thought he was subtle but he absolutely was not, like asking Gray if he wants to run errands with him when places theyre at get too sensorially intense

he tried to ask Levy about everything she knew abt demon slayers without being too obvious, when she kept sending him knowing glances he just asked (very resigned) for some books on the matter.

there was surprisingly little

But he made do and probably studied every piece of literature there was on the matter

The others probably found out and teased him even tho they did the same thing (they also probs asked him to drop a list of books for them)

Now, Laxus really was subtle

telling Gray to go home when he was visibly pushing himself

talking about his new sound canceling headphones and then conveniently leaving them near Gray

or little compliments abt how his new magic is coming along, quiet support type shit

also staring someone down to get them to shut up if they’re being too much

i feel like they turned from ‘one of our own’ protective to overprotective when they realized ppl werent as accepting of demon slayers as they were with dragon slayers

Most ppl exposure to slayer magic is limited to dragon slayers, who refer to themselves as dragons. so when a demon slayer pops up, the correlation isn’t pretty, and their actions are even worse

While Gray understands people must just scared or confused, so he doesnt blame them; he has a hoard of extremely protective dragons who think differently

Wendy had to be physically restrained by multiple people after she heard people calling Gray a monster

Natsu genuinely considered burning alive someone who refused to pay Gray after he finished up a job

Gray definitely now had scary dog privileges, the dog being every single dragon slayer he knows

Laxus zapping people who so much as look at Gray wrong, or frying whatever electronic (ik its lacrimas but work with me) device they have.

or both

Them all hyping up (in their own ways) Grays physical demon features when they start showing up

Post joint guild party at Sabertooth: some guy talking shit abt how Fairy Tail could allow a demon into their ranks, how he is gonna hurt someone. They are now guildless and only eating through a straw and a face not even a mother could love

Someone at an event giving Gray a backhanded compliment and immediately getting death stares mixed with a violent increase of magic in the air that would make the gods shudder

Remember when i said Grays a cat magnet? its not just the dragon slayers who adore him, its their exceeds too

if u asked them to list their favorite people, Gray is in the top 5 for all of them

im stealing another hc from someone and saying Gray fosters cats, and Happy may or may not of gotten jealous once or twice over the pets and scratches that were supposed to be his

If Rogue loses Frosch and Gray happens to be in town 70% they’re probs together

The incorrect quote u put is so canon in this universe btw

Gray “Honorary Dragon Slayer” Fullbuster

i have so many more but neither of us are prepared yet

[electronicclowncollector]

STINGUE ESSAY

(Credit to @lilacharbour for providing me with the screenshots for evidence)

(^Yours (and your cat’s) reaction to seeing this post)

That’s right, in this essay, I will be persuading you, and any of the doubters out there, that the ship stingue is undeniably canon, and not the sort of canon you can just headcanon away. I will present several pieces of evidence with my vast knowledge of the Fairy Tail franchise (really vast) that can completely prove that stingue is a real ship (also known as Ring, stogue, the sabretooth boys, strong, but for the sake of keeping track of it, I’ll use the most obscure name for it, stingue). P.S. if you haven’t read my Rogue post, go do it, this won’t make any sense without a firm understanding of my analysis of Rogue’s character, and it's way shorter than this so there’s no reason not to.

Exhibit A: In this manga panel, we can see that sting is wearing a cat outfit. Many of the doubters would dismiss this, saying that this was all a part of his character development in the Saber Tooth arc, where he *Allegedly* wanted to become true to his guild name and become a sabretooth tiger (with cool dragon powers). I propose a different idea. He was doing this to impress Rogue. We all know the entire Fairy Tail franchise loves cats, it’s common knowledge, if you didn’t know that then you did inadequate research in preparation for this essay. But what makes this specific to rogue is that he’s wearing a cat COSTUME. NOT CAT EARS. NOT A CAT TAIL. AN ENTIRE COSTUME. You know who else is a cool cat in costume?!?!? THAT’S RIGHT, FRESH! ROGUES CAT. CLEARLY, sting was doing this in a bid to replace Rogue’s beloved cat Fresh, and you can CLEARLY SEE Rogue blushing, however, the blushing is only in the colored version of the director cut of the manga, and its top secret (only I have a copy), so you’ll have to trust the experts on this one. Also is the girl on the right single? If so, send her my way.

I’m sure the manga readers In the crowd are reacting just like Sting and Rogue did in exhibit B. But OP, I hear you ask, what about the anime only viewers? They won’t have this part of the manga adapted for years! And I must say, what an astute observation, I completely respect your question and you have earned a red heart, you can redeem it at the bottom of the post, or if you want to pass it to a friend press the two arrows button next to it to recycle the heart. ANYWAY, this shot here, was taken directly from the seen during the the raids on the beaches of Akane, when both Sting and Rogue had been caught in a quicksand trap by the SINISTER Bickslow. Where does Stingue apply to this? You may ask. Well, just outside the frame, we can’t see (but we know its true) that everyone is running around them to get ahead, because even the background characters like Natsu and Gajeel (may the dragons bless his sacrifice for the sins of fairy tail) know that they are romantically involved, but the scene cuts to black to see fresh teaming up with stings cat whatever its name (Bradley or doug or something) to save them, but off screen, they literally reach out and HOLD HANDS in the scene. THEY THOUGHT THEY WOULD DIE but their only thoughts were their mutual love for eachother. If that story didn’t make you cry, then I don’t know what did.

But OP I hear some of you asking, if they’re in a relationship, WHY havent they been openly talking about the more intimate side of their relationship? First of all, go reread the manga, second of all, this point is for you. Read Exibit C. Now, I’m sure this doesn’t need any explanation, it’s a completely self-explanatory point. But for some It is necessary, and I shall provide. These two were getting very lovey dovey during a date together, they were going on a walk in the forest and oh my, a river, and how did they get across? Stepping stones! The reason why it says a “Person stepping contest” rather than a “Stepping stones constest” is because of a translation error, no need to elaborate further. Another point to be made, more specific to this panel, is the character in the background, that very few people noticed on their first few reads, is Gandalf! Now, I’ll give you a chance to pick up your phone/ipad/PC/book after you all dropped it in shock, because that’s a lot to take in. But how does it relate to the ship? Well, Gandalf is a very close word to Gander, the word for an adult male goose, which in fairy tail culture is an animal associated with passion and romance, so Gandalfs presence obviously correlates with that. He has appeared in every single manga panel with rogue and sting in the background, further proof that they have a romantic, passionate relationship.

My next point relates to the games, which I have played time and time again just for this one cutscene. During the Mt. Hakobe chapter, the two were forced to travel up the mountain to obtain the fabled dragonberry from the mountain, in order to save Rogues adoptive mother/auntie dragon. The following dialogue ensued, starting with rogue: “Heya fresh, do you think you could pass me the beans? They’re in the backpack” (fresh was in rogues backpack at the time), fresh responded with a mix between a meow and a ribbet, and sting responded with the following: “Hahah, not more beans! It’ll stink both of our sleeping bags up for when we’re cuddled up in the tent!”. Rogue proceeded to blush and a quick time event occurred. Their obvious lovers banter shows more then enough to prove that in the games, both characters are incredibly infatuated with eachother, because as Dr Seuss (with help from me) said: “You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because” “Rogue keeps eating all the beans before sleeping”.

Now my final point in this essay is how syncronised they are. Besides the obvious romantic tension when they do their special move where their massive balls touch (obvious gay symbolism), they’re also syncronised in many other things. Most notably, finishing eachothers sentences, read exhibit D. The example above shows this, where Sting says “Ah!!!” and Rogue finishes it off by saying “!!”, a reference to Stings famous catchphrase, “Ah!!!!!”, but this time rogue added on the last 2 exclamation marks, showing a clear understanding of eachothers speech patterns and mannerisms.

In conclusion, Sting and Rogue are the love of eachothers life, which has been clearly seen throughout the Manga, Anime and Game (s)(?) If you have yet to be convinced by this essay, then I thoroughly recommend you to reread the essay if you aren’t. but if you have been convinced, congratulations, you are officially a stingue shipper, welcome to the club, no, the family. I myself am an honorary member of  the fairy tail community, according to a friend of mine, so I’m qualified to tell you that you will fit right in.

(There was another point to be made about some random person drawing art of the two of them looking at eachothers balls and blushing, but they were mere amateurs without proper understanding of fairy tail as a franchise, so I left it out.)

[the-writing-trash-panda]

A bunch of incorrect quotes I got from this site.

Gray: Yeah, I find it quite emotional. In like a cool way.

Lucy: Did you just say it makes you cry in a cool way?

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Natsu: Wakey Wakey Eggs and Bakey!

Lucy: But I'm a vegan.

Natsu: Wakey Wakey Vegetables and Sadness.

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Erza: I'm hot, I’m tall, I'm gay, and I'm on my theatre kid arc.

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Wendy: Oh, they left the bowl out?

Wendy: It says, “Take two pieces of candy.”

Natsu: Nobody around though…*grabs the entire bowl and runs off with it*

Wendy: NO—

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Gray: Erza-

Erza: *sighs* Jellal used to call me Erza...

Gray: ...Because it's your fucking name.

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Natsu: Laxus has only knocked me out three time this week. Our friendship is really developing.

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Wendy: Okay happy campers! If you were a fruit what would you be and why?

Erik: I'd be a tomato because no one accepts me as part of the group.

Wendy: ...

Erik: ...

Wendy: OKAY HAPPY CAMPERS-

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Laxus: Where are your parents?

Wendy: What are parents?

Laxus: That’s just about the saddest thing I've ever heard.

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Wendy: There are three chairs and five kids. What do you do?

Rogue: Get two more chairs.

Sting: Cut each chair in half to make six.

Natsu: Make them FIGHT for their seats!

Erik: I would never be near children.

Gajeel: Get rid of two kids.

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Sting: It’s not gonna work, I’m not a snitch.

Cop: Fine, let's try something else. Tag a friend you recently committed a crime with.

Sting: Lmao, @Rogue.

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Erik: Good morning. As you begin your day, remember that violence is always an option and often the answer.

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Bickslow: We’re playing Scrabble. It’s a nightmare.

Evergreen: Scrabble? Scrabble’s great.

Bickslow: Not when you’re playing with Fried, it’s not. He puts words like “ephemeral” and I put “dog.”

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Bickslow: Say no to drugs.

Bickslow: Say yes to drugs.

Bickslow: It doesn't matter if you say yes or no to drugs, cause if you're talking to drugs... then you're on drugs.

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Bickslow: I made tea.

Laxus: I don't want tea.

Bickslow: I didn't make you tea. This is my tea.

Laxus: Then why did you tell me?

Bickslow: It's a conversation starter.

Laxus: It's a horrible conversation starter.

Bickslow: Oh, is it? We're conversing. Checkmate.

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Fried: What are you writing?

Bickslow: The government wants to know what kind of weapons we have in the house. I'm letting them know it's private information.

Laxus, looking over Bickslow's shoulder: This just says 'fuck around and find out' in calligraphy.

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Fried: Do you guys ever have a civilized conversation that doesn't require insulting each other every time you get a chance?

Bickslow: No.

Evergreen: No.

Fried: Didn't think so.

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Gajeel: I could kill you if I wanted.

Droy: Yeah? So could any other human being. So could a dog. So could a dedicated duck. You aren't special.

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Gajeel: Goodnight to the love of my life, Levy, and fuck the rest of y'all.

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Teacher: Your child was in a fight.

Levy: Oh no, that’s terrible!

Gajeel: Did they win?

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Levy: You three, explain right now!

Jet: It was Gajeel.

Droy: It was Gajeel.

Lily: It was Gajeel.

Gajeel:

Gajeel: …fuck.

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Sting, being robbed: Please! Have mercy! I have a family! A wife and kids… a dog…

Minerva: Literally none of that is true, Sting.

Sting: Okay, but I’m sexy! That’s gotta count for something, right?

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Minerva: New year, same me. Because I'm perfect.

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Sting: Are you ever going to listen to me?

Rogue: Yes. Absolutely.

Sting: When?

Rogue: When you're right.

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Sting: Between Minerva, Rogue and Yukino, there are three braincells.

Sting: And Yukino has all three of them.

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Sting: Life keeps fucking me and I can't remember the safeword.

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Sting: I don’t need any more friends. I already have four.

Yukino: Don’t you mean five?

Sting: *looks directly at Rogue*

Sting: No, I’m pretty sure I meant to say four.

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Yukino: Why can’t we all just get along?

Minerva: Because most of us are assholes, Yukino.

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Sting, gesturing to Yukino: Rogue, look what you did! You made Mom upset!

Minerva: Mom, please don’t cry, we’re sorry!

Rogue: I’m sorry Mom... :(

Yukino, near tears: I DON’T REMEMBER GIVING BIRTH TO ANY OF YOU!

[aki-natsuko]

To Know You

Gratsu Week 2024: Day 2 Prompt - Magic

“This is your fault,” Gray snapped at Natsu as once again he failed to produce anything more than the most pitiful flame that wouldn’t have lit a candle. The sight of a flame flickering on the end of his finger, and the instinctual flinch as he waited for the pain to set in made his weak control on the magic disappear entirely, and he huffed and clenched his fist. There’s no way we can fight like this, he thought, eyeing the Dragon-slayer who was sat beside him, looking decidedly worse for wear, with cuts and abrasions everywhere and his left eye half-closed with swelling. Concern threatened to bubble through his irritation, but then he remembered that they were in this mess because Natsu hadn’t watched what he was destroying, and as it turned out the weird contraption in the corner of the room had been more than decoration.

“You’re trying to control it too much,” Natsu said, seemingly ignoring the accusation and if he was worried by the fact that they were currently hiding from the mage whose study he had trashed, and were running around with their magic switched and no immediate way to undo the transfer it didn’t show.

“What?”

“My magic,” Natsu lifted his hand and curled his fingers into a fist, and there was the first crack in his calm as a little flurry of ice shot from his fingers rather than flame. “You don’t mould my flames like you do your ice.”

“What do you know about my ice,” Gray demanded. He missed his ice. He could feel Natsu’s fire and warmth just under his skin, and it set him on edge. It wasn’t his. And worst when he’d grabbed the Dragon-slayer to haul him out of the study, Natsu had felt cool to the touch, and it had been so wrong that he had almost dropped him. As much as he had taunted the flamebrain for always been too hotblooded, over the years that warmth at his back or at his side had become a comfort. Natsu was supposed to be warm. He glared at Natsu, unprepared for the Dragon-slayer to meet his gaze directly, or the emotion in them – which he was not ready to put a name to, not with everything threatening to crash down on them.

“I know you.”

A simple truth.

 Natsu did know Gray, and while the Ice mage knew it wasn’t what the other mage had been implying, it suggested that he should know the Dragon-slayer just as well, and right now, he wasn’t sure he did as the strange warmth stirred through him.

Am I that far behind…

He didn’t get chance to ask as the door and part of the wall to the room where they had taken shelter blasted inwards, showering them with dust, rubble and the sensation of roiling, dark magic pressing against them. Forgetting all about the fact that he still didn’t have a handle on Natsu’s fire, Gray was immediately on his feet and moving to cover the Dragon-slayer, ignoring the sting of his own wounds. “Not a chance,” he said, standing in front of Natsu who was still pushing himself to his feet, wobbling in a way that suggested there were injuries Gray hadn’t been aware of, and the irritation built a little higher. He channelled it into a glare as the mage glided through the opening he had created, gaze shifting between the pair of them, and Gray tensed as he felt the magical pressure building.

It burst, roaring towards them. A fan of shadow-tinted spears that he had already seen pierce rock, and he froze, he couldn’t shield them from this and Natsu’s fire wasn’t his and…

“Ice Make: Shield!” Natsu roared, and the world in turn of Gray turned blueish-purple a split second before the shadow spears reached them. He squeezed his eyes shut, bracing for the pain, hoping at least his body would protect Natsu, because there was no way the Dragon-slayer could’ve shielded them completely.

The pain didn’t come.

He opened his eyes, mouth falling open as he took in the shield glistening in front of him. It wasn’t as sturdily built as his own would be, and already it was cracking, falling apart from the dozens of impact sights where the shadow spears had struck.

But it had protected them.

Natsu had protected them…with Gray’s magic.

He could feel the Dragon-slayer at his back, vertical now, but almost leaning against him as though that effort had exhausted what strength he had. Gray was about to turn to check on him, when a strangely cool hand came to rest on his shoulder, allowing him to feel the tremors now wracking Natsu. “Why are you fighting…?” Natsu’s voice trailed off, his hand disappearing, and Gray was aware of the sound of the Dragon-slayer slumping to the ground behind him, but he couldn’t move because the shadows were building again, a deadly wave that Natsu couldn’t protect them from this time.

But…

He curled his hands into fists. Why am I fighting? He thought back to the image of Natsu rushing forward to take the blow that had been intended for him, taking the brunt of the damage, before being flung back into him which had sent them both stumbling back into the device that had flared golden as it switched their magic.

For us, for Fairy Tail…for Him.

Something stirred beneath his skin, his hands flushing hot. I’m fighting to protect what’s precious to me, he thought, and the magic that wasn’t his responded, flames beginning to wreath around his hands. There was a burning in his chest, a fire igniting, and rising in his throat. Smoke began to rise as he took a step forward.

Not enough.

There was no sound from Natsu, and it was taking everything he had not to turn around. Protect him. He grabbed hold of that thought, hoarded it like a dragon gathering gold, and the flames responded. They were spreading now, from head to foot, until he felt like he was drowning in Natsu’s presence, and he breathed it in, eyes locked on the other mage. I do know you, he thought, and a wild grin crept across his face and with a shout he charged just as the shadows swept towards them, and the fires roared with him.

“Fire Dragon’s Sword horn!”

[terriluvss]

The treatment of Lucy’s character really disappoints me.

Every Arc, Lucy is always forced into the role of beaten down, damsel or never given the spotlight to really shine. The only time we ever see her at full potential is tartaros arc and alvarez arc (in the main series i havent read 100yq so im not gonna be talking about it here). However even in tartaros there was bs moves made against her to stop her from fighting.

Like up against jackal, how she chased after him to battle him yet we never got Lucy vs Jackal. Why? Because mashima pulled this bs move of restricting lucy yet again. Holding her back by causing Jackal to hold two people hostage. We NEVER see Natsu put in the same situations as her, its ALWAYS Lucy.

Or with the pheonix priestess movie where I not ONCE saw Lucy fight. She’s always running away, she can’t even catch the gees guy because he magically slips into this random crack in an alleyway because pLoT. I just wanna see her be able to win, like that whole movie I don’t remember a single time she was actually given a moment to just ACTUALLY contribute to the action.

Same with the grand magic games, where she was about to perform urano metria and win (as she should) yet mashima did the same thing of pulling a bs cheapshot with some lamo canceling her spell out of nowhere. It just makes no sense. And we NEVER see this happen to any other characters. We don’t see Natsu’s flames get abolished trying to fight sting and rogue, we don’t see Gray’s ice suddenly melting when he tries to fight, we don’t see wendy having her wind suddenly not work.

It’s ALWAYS Lucy. The shows official punching bag. Fanservice? Just throw Lucy in front of the camera. Characters need a reason to fight? Just have Lucy get beaten up. Need a villian to have a motive? Just have Lucy get kidnapped or her keys stolen. Like literally when do any of the other characters get inconvenienced? I can only think of one time the other characters get the Lucy treatment of being kidnapped and it’s tartaros arc (my fave arc as a lucy stan) but pretty much it’s always only Lucy getting inconvenienced.

AND SIDE NOTE Aquarius just randomly deciding to dip during the tournament MID FIGHT (the water tournament in GMG). I know this is in character for her, BUT LIKE this was just mashima’s excuse to be able to torture Lucy yet again. I mean come on, I get it’s for comedy and all but I’m tired of Lucy being the butt of the joke. Why can’t we just have a moment for her to actually be able to win. And I’m pretty sure Aquarius actually tries to do her job so why would she just dip during the middle of it? I don’t know it just irks me how mashima always finds a way to disarm Lucy (even having villians take her keys too.)

Even in the FIRST EPISODE her keys get tossed aside for plot reasoons! So natsu can come and save the day11!2? It would’ve been so cool if Lucy could’ve fought alongside him and he recognised her as someone with potential to join fairytail. Rather than just having her stand idly by. And in mt hakobe how natsu just magically kicks taurus away whilst Lucy was trying to fight, because we cant have lucy being a character whos actually taken seriously now can we? Nope! She just always has to be the butt of the joke. And in Galuna, where that pink haired girl magically had lucys spirits work against her for just so we can have the obligatory lucy torture yet again. In the lullaby arc what does lucy even do i dont even remember? It’s happy whos the one who suggests for her to use virgo, might as well just give happy the keys at this point. Maybe mashima would actually let them be used for once if happy had them

It’s the same garbage every arc, and it sucks because I love Lucy her magic has such potential to be a powerhouse. We’ve seen her really flourish but the only time she ever gets the chance to flourish is when Mashima realises he’s written himself into a corner and actually HAS to use Lucy’s character. The only times are when he realises no one else can come save her so he actually has to try to use her magic narratively. Like in tartaros (my fave lucy moment) where she FINALLY gets to have her own moment to shine. And against brandish because Natsu is dying of dragon seed cancer!?1?2 oh noes! Looks like Lucy actually has to fight! (W fight by the way one of my fave lucy moments, I was so giddy when I saw her fighting like that for the first time.)

But yeah, I guess I’m just salty that Lucy is constantly thrown aside in favor of Natsu or Erza or sometimes Gray. Lucy deserved better. Sorry for this rant being all over the place, it just saddens me to see Lucy being treated like a joke the entire series. We were robbed.

[ace-of-fairytail]

Headcannons/thoughts

(Definitely spelling errors, try and work with me…)

Minerzajane,

I love how Mirajane and Minerva’s stories parallel eachother so well. It doesn’t seem intentional to be honest, but it’s done well.

They’re switching personalities every stage of their life, even Mirajanes satan souls and Neo Minerva. I feel like they’d have a different type of understanding of each other even though they’re in different steps of their healing journey.

Young Mirajane would’ve envied Minerva, going to see all the grand magic games matches, young Minerva would’ve looked up to Mirajane indefinitely. Not to mention how the two would’ve interacted the other way around, Minerva showing Mirajane her demon markings and hands to Mirajane who was insecure about hers. Mirajane doing Minerva’s hairs and basically being the only positive role model around her.

Plus the Erza rivalry, I always think about what type of kid a character was, and weather they’d be team Mirajane or team Erza. Minerva definitely would’ve been team Mira even though they were so different. I don’t even think she would’ve disliked Erza, actually they probably would’ve been good friends. I just don’t think young Minerva could’ve hated anyone yet.

They’re so cute, no interactions tho…?

Minerva is an amazing cook, while Mirajanes an amazing baker. Every week Minerva tries to create a new dish, and Mirajane will bake treats in case it turned out shit. Because of the towers of heaven, Erza’s eating habits will be forever fucked, but whenever she finds something she likes she can eat it over and over.

She had trouble trying Mirajanes baking for the first time when they were younger but she fell in love with the strawberry cheese cake she made, just like she had trouble trying Minerva’s cooking. But now she won’t eat food from anyone else, Minerva’s not mad at it but she doesn’t cook everyday, so she kind of feels bad.

There’s not much conflict in this house but shit just keeps on disappearing, everyone freaks out.

Minerva has a motorcycle, and she handy asf when it comes to anything that runs off an engine. If they ever had kids, she’d build a motorcycle with them, like her mom did with her. (I like to believe her mom was a mechanic, and spent a lot of time with Minerva before she passed)

Minerva gets upset because they’re so social, Erza litterally knows everyone to walk the planter earth, Mirajane is so close with everyone she meets it gets bothersome. Minerva sticks to her group, while a bunch of people always want to be around her gfs.

Mirajane and Erza really got close to her group, Sting and rogue got really close with Erza after the grand magic games because they were never good at holding a grudge. And yukino and Mirajane just keep getting closer and closer, it’s weird for her because she doesn’t know when any of them met.

Mirajane works at the guild so it’s extremely rare for her to go on quests. While Erza and Minerva are always out, to everyone else it seems like the don’t spend much time together but Minerva just doesn’t go to the guild after a quest and Erza will go to the guild long after she finishes a quest. Only team natsu will know when they’re all back in magnolia because they’re on the missions with Erza.

Minerva eventually grows to love Natsu like sting and rogue after watching him and Erza jump from topic to topic in the span of 20 minutes. They’ll talk about their hyper fixations all day, Erza almost never stops smiling, they’re in the own world when there together, Minerva likes to listen to them while doing any activity, she just zones out and it feels like less of a chore.

Whenever they realize they can be doing things while they talk they’ll get up and take over the cleaning and laundry and such. They’re very productive if no one interrupts them, if they’re not lost in conversation they lose every ounce of productivity.

Demons and dragons aren’t even supposed to get along because there were just differences between the two, but demons and dragons alike will chew on ice, dragons while teething, and demons to relive stress.

Dragons don’t realize they’re being messy because they’re can task a lot of things at once. They’re multitasking but their brains can remember things reguardless of how organized it is so most don’t waste time organizing, Mirajane is always right behind Erza picking up things as their put down. She doesnt mind, she just moves on auto pilot, she’s used to cleaning up after the guild and her two younger siblings. It’s actually a demon thing, she only noticed when she saw Minerva and grey do it.

Demons feel more comfortable when everything mimics the way it is in their mind. If they can’t envision where it’s supposed to be they might just throw it away on impulse. Usually when it happens Mirajane gives it to Lisa a or yukino depending on if she thinks she’ll ever want it back. It’s a good thing to have because it keeps their house clean, but if you envision things in weird places then it can ruin your house.

Sometimes Irene stops by? It’s weird because of everything that happened but her and Erza will just talk casually as if their old friends. She mostly comes if Erza and Wendy are both there, sometimes she’ll even bring heine and Juliette everyone else thinks it’s weird but they don’t really mind. Wendy was 100 percent convinced she was dead… (rip Irene)

Canvia

I’ve considered all kinds of Cana ships, but this is low key my favorite. Like Juvia throwing herself into greeds enchantments in front of Cana when she first joined the guild to “prove” herself. I feel like Cana is the same kind of person and plays it off through humor, and drinking.

Like that one episode where Lucy finds Cana passed out in the snow, and they have a really deep moment, then after the grand magic games it’s all fine again because guildarts wants to be a father.

Nope, Cana was one of the first to join the guild, she’s just always been there. Is her mother dead? Did she have any siblings? Who brought her to fairy tail? Howd she know her father was apart of fairy tail, and why’d she leave everything to be in the same guild as a man who doesn’t even know of her existence?

Mirajane mostly looked after her even since they were kids I feel like Cana would look after the younger Strauss siblings because she appreciated those times. I think Juvia would be the one of the only ones to notice how separated Cana feels for the guild.

They’d definitely live in a cozy one bedroom, one bathroom house near the guild. Juvia would have a bunch of plants and Cana would probably have a bird or something. Juvias not so good at taking care of things but camas is amazing at task management (nobody else in the guild knows this).

Grey visits a lot but natsu wasn’t allowed in from the jump because fire, plants, and animals don’t mix, and he’ll come and eat all their food. Erza’s not invited because she has a sweet tooth and Juvia will always bake if asked, Erza doesn’t stop asking.

There’s always a Strauss over, I feel like Mirajane Lisanna and elfman argue a lot, surprisingly. So lisanna of elfman are always sleeping on their couch, Mirajane hates it because she’d rather leave the house when their arguing. Low key Lisanna and elfman do it to piss her off and make her stop being mad faster. Plus they don’t even live with Mirajane anymore, they just have a house that they pay for just in case.

Evergreen visits a lot, and Cana and Juvia often babysit Aska for extra money here and there, because they hate being away from eachother for a long time and the lower class mission only pay so much.

+ Juvia helping Cana sober up. Just think about it…

(Cana x Lucy x Juvia x Lisanna)

I’m coming out of my budget a little here, but consider it. It’s mostly a ship that works all ways but they’re gfs. Lucy and Lisanna living together in a little flat near a bunch of antique shops so Lucy can pick up magic items and such as soon as they arrive, and Lisanna being close to a bunch of clothing shops because that’s what she gifts everyone on their birthdays, plus she likes to pick up small gifts of her guild mates and girlfriends.

They’re pretty far from the guild so they sleep at Cana and Juvias house most of the time, all of them cuddle up in a large bed, they don’t change sleeping order at all. Thayve made the perfect sleeping arrangement in order to garentee the most amount of sleep for each of them. Lucy made the sleeping order because she had to make one for team natsu too (idea by @mousecracker ) it would be prefect if they didn’t keep eachother up all night playing games. They usually decide if they’re not sleep by 3 am then they just get up and start their day.

Elfman usually asks if Lisanna and Lucy are staying with them when he’s mad at Mira and lis. They all hate when there is 6 people in the house, it’s one too many. There’s the four of them + one guest. No more. Because it gets too loud,

but they’re the same ones who start their day at 3 am, first thing they do is cook and clean. Sizzling pans, blenders, vacuums all on at the same time. And they all have to eat at the same time, so best believe you’re gonna hear ruckus at very orchestrated times during the day.

Lucy and Lisanna only go over to Cana and Juvias house because they have a lot of plants to take care of, Cana and juvia have to be very detailed with quests so they’re not gone from the plants for too long, and Lisanna was the one who named their pet bird. She names everything, his names Phoenix because he’s red and orange. Cana wouldn’t let her name the bird at first because she named happy. But when Cana and juvia are on missions, Lucy and Ali’s take phoenix’s to their house and water the plants every other day.

Happy is allowed to stay at Lucy and lisannas house but not Cana and Juvia, because anywhere Happy goes, natsu follows. Natsu allowed to stay at Lisanna and Lucy’s house all the time unless their not there, they lock their windows all the time. Camas house has a patio and they always open the window that the flowers are near and let the sunlight in.

Soltear (sorano x ultear)

Ultear said if they’re gonna tell yukino that their dating they have to tell grey right after because he’s like a baby brother to her. Lyon finds out years after they’re married when he walks into their apartment and sees wedding photos, (greys in them). He always thought when they were talking about their house, they meant they were roommates. He’s painfully oblivious, No one lets him in on these things.

When they move into an apartment Yukino, lector, and sting are always there, they aren’t dating or anything. They come over and talk about all the drama going on in the guild, far away from the guild, because rogue hates gossip. They’re always sitting on the kitchen counters talking about it and Ultear usually instigates it. Yukino really grows to love ultear, most people thought they wouldn’t get along much but it wasn’t true.

The most random interactions happen at the soltear house because you’ll walk in and see sting and jellal casually conversations like they’ve met before. All the exceed will be there sometimes, it’s like their meeting place.

Natsu would rather Ultear teach him transformation magic instead of Mirajane because ultear shows him how to transform into old creepy men, and Mirajane shows him the basics. So he knows how to transform into old creepy men but it doesn’t help him on missions because he can’t transform into anything else.

Ultear tells grey that if anyone should’ve replaced her it should’ve been him, he jokes that Ur would slap him for saying that, which she already did (ultear knows that)

Sorano is definitely a hoarder, yukino often comes around insults her on the fact, even though she comes and grocery shops in their house. “Wait is this the grand magic games prize from the magic council from 5 years ago?” *takes*

Yukino collects everything, she’s not really a hoarder because she often uses the things that she gets ahold of but she’ll have a vast collection of random collections that don’t mean anything to anyone else but she’d die for it. They rarely increase in value and anytime they do Minerva suggest she sells it, it pisses her off.

And Yukino and Sorano have split contracts with their keys meaning they can just give it to one another and use them as is. Yukino would kill Sorano if any of her keys get broken so Sorano does a lot less borrowing.

Ultear always calls Sorano angel unless she’s mad at her, then she just calls her by her name. If Sorano really wanted to piss ultear off she’d argue with her over something stupid, then when ultear give up, she says never mind. Ultear tries not to get roped into it but fails, every time it pisses her off so much.

She hates the word never mind in general, if you tell her something and she can’t hear then you say never mind it pisses her off. No one knows why, it’s because Ur was a young mom and didn’t know mental gymnastics would have a long lasting effect on children.

Greytsu (grey x natsu)

Grey doesn’t know how his name is spelled and he goes back and forth between grey and gray. It always comes back to brute him on legal paperwork and account logins. Natsu is his password for everything, Erza can litterally guess all of his passwords, sometimes he’ll have sticky notes laying around with his password and username because he can’t remember. He has too many and they’re all so similar.

They have two matresses pushed together because their body temperatures ruin each others sleep. When it gets to being too much, natsu will drag his bed away from greys. They both have body pillows for when they have to sleep separately.

Neither of them can cook so Natsu will always try to go get pick up but grey usually drags him over to Lucy and Lisannas to pick up whatever they’ve put together. Natsu hates it because usually it’s just what they didn’t end up eating so he never feels full.

Whenever natsus really mad at grey he walked up and turns the air condition all the way up at 3 am, grey turns it all the way down when he wakes up and it’s a never ending war until they forget about it. Happy usually stays with Lucy and Lis during their temperature wars.

They still argue in the guild all the time, when Cana says they argue like a married couple it still sets them off, but they have no response because Cana, juvia, Lucy, and lisanna are perfect for eachother.

Erza always pops up at their house at random times, they’ll be freshly waking up as she walks in to get something. They don’t know how she gets in but natsus doesn’t even care to ask, they store food at Erza, Mira, and Minerva’s so he’ll pop up when ever to get food too.

Minerva gets annoyed whenever she sees either of them in her kitchen, it bothers her so much. But it’s fine whenever sting and rogue randomly pop up. The Minerzajane house is the meeting sport for dragon slayers, mostly because it’s big but also because it’s betrayal ground. Even Erik pops up. The exceeds aren’t allowed, except Carla and lily. Carla will come to get away from the other exceeds half the time, while lily just enjoys being around the dragon slayers.

Actually lily pops up the most, he won’t admit it but he’s trying to get off of “levy duty” because levy is heavily pregnant and Gajeel freaks out and doesn’t know what to do, so panther lily has to help out. Actually Levy’s often invited to the dragon slayer meetings, everyone enjoys her being there. Everyone’s always upset that their so can’t come so sting and rogue make fun of them.

Wendy invites sherria when she wants, who’s gonna tell her other wise? It’s her big sisters house. Greys upset he’s not allowed to attend, sometimes it sounds like he’s the only significant other that’s not invited. He’s allowed to come any other time, just not the dragon slayer meeting, reasons because he’s not close to a dragon slayer like sherria and he’s not pregnant.

He invites Mirajane, and Cana and deinvites natsu to be petty. So natsu invites Erza and levy over too. It’s because they were team Erza and team mirajane as children. Cana and levy weren’t really apart of the rivalry at all. They were great friends. (+levy being the oldest and shortest head cannon)

Greytsu uses their insults as pet names.

Shendy (sherria x wendy)

They bought an apartment together when Wendy was 15 and sherria was 16, everyone was against it even Carla, but Erza gave them the thumbs up so they did it anyway. They don’t even stay in the same city so it’s mostly Wendy’s house while sherria visits, and stays there when she’s in magnolia since neither want to leave there guild.

They bought it in magnolia because everyone in fairy tail was starting to move in together and wendy didn’t want to third wheel anyone’s relationships, and because sherria has a room in the lamia scale guild while fairy tail hills doesn’t let you have anyone in your room past a certain time. And you could only sleep there if you’re apart of the fairytail guild.

Lyon is often in their apartment because he’s scared they’re doing bad stuff, slowly the numbers stack up one by one until a bunch of people are making sure there not doing bad stuff and Erza has to drag them all out.

The only reason that they ended up being allowed to get the apartment was because they got a two bedroom. Wendy and sherria sleep in one while Carla takes the other.

Carla was worried that Wendy wasn’t gonna be able to keep up with rent but she does and has a lot of extra money so she’ll go with lisanna to buy clothes and gifts.

Wendy had a hammock hanging up in her and sherrias bedroom so it looks like Carla sleeps in there, in all honesty Carla hates hammocks, so she’s glad she had her own room and bed. Sherria just keeps the stuff she leaves in the apartment in Carla’s room. It’s the perfect cover up, all they wanna do it cuddle.

Sherria has trouble sleeping at night so Wendy tells her about all the stuff her team gets into on missions, and even after sherria falls asleep wendy will continue talking until she can hear jar breathing slow down so she knows that she’s sleep.

Even though everyone’s worried about them do stuff now that they have an apartment, they often laugh about how they started dating and kissing while they were in lamia scale and no one knew.

Sherria always asks team natsu what she should get Wendy for a gift, while Wendy always asks sherry since they’ve always been close, she never asks Lyon because he freaks out and goes overboard with possibilities. But he’s really good with decorations so she asks him and Mira when sherrias birthday rolls around.

Sherria doesn’t like pink, Wendy’s a little off put by it but she doesn’t say anything. Her favorite colors are pink and white, sherria says that those colors are too bright.

Wendy asks Gajeel for relationship advice, he seemingly got the furthest and levy and sherria are a lot alike. Everyone thinks she’s praying for her downfall but usually levy gives her some tips, She and sherria are never on bad terms so she just asks Gajeel about small gestures he does for levy, often it’s good advice. Other times he tells her to make extreme declarations of love, she knows what to ignore.

Sherria found out that Wendy’s favorite jolly ranchers were blue, so she told her she didn’t like the blue ones so wendybhapily collects them out of the bag. Sherria doesn’t mind living without blue jolly ranchers while she’s in magnolia.

Whenever wendy is holding too many bags to carry Carla, sherria will take most of the bags because she knows they feel most comfortable with each other. Sherria buy wendy sweets all the time because she knows she’s a sweet tooth.

They’ll sit in the living room on the floor with a bunch of candies on the table, while they watch a movie. Carla often joins them staying up past 3 am

( + they definitely have a fireplace and mounted tv)

[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.”

[bumblebeehug]

I love general fairy tail content as much as the other guy, trust me, but I still get surprised when you send me Laxus and next-gen asks. I’m specialised in nalu, gruvia, Happy, Plue, MAYBE some team Natsu stuff, and celestial spirit stuff like once a month maximum. I have 23 fics that embody that!!! I only ever write about Natsu and Lucy!!! Don’t trust me with the thunder legion!! What do I know about them!!! They’ll explode in my hands!!! Same with Rouge and Sting and Mira! These poor characters will be butchered if I start spewing out my takes on them!

[moongirlcleo]

headcanons for sting eucliffe with a professional ice (figure) skating fem s/o or crush? how does the blondie behave in that scenario.. cause i’m picturing him calling it easy and then falling on his ass and embarrassing himself on the first date 😭. and also how her friends (fairytail) and his friends would react to the whole thing. by the way, friendly reminder that you are SPECTACULAR!!!

awww bby YOU are spectacular <3 I got you ! This blonde dumb dumb would totally do something like that lol !

Sting x Fem Skater Crush:

"Hey, what do you say you and I go on a little date after the matches today?" The blonde dragon slayer smirked at you, leaning back and awaiting your answer.

Truth be told, you'd had your eye on him since you first saw him a few days ago. Determined to play coy, you smirked back and gave him a sly smile.

"If you can convince me, I may be willing to say yes."

The smirk on Sting's face faltered for a moment, before recovering.

“I don’t need to convince you, princess. By the end of the day, you’ll be wanting that date.”

You eyed the blonde up and down, tempted to give in. But the attitude Sting was displaying was more than displeasing. No, you decided. Two can play this game.

“Win against my guild mate later and I may even let you take me on a second.”

Sting’s eyes lit up at the taunt, knowing he’d be fighting against Natsu.

“You got it, babe. What’s your favorite food?”

…

…

Needless to say, the match between the two dragon slayers ended in a massive W for the Fairy Tail guild. You were sat at the bar with your friends the next day, when you remembered your exchange with Sting. Guilt flooded through your system. You’d only wanted to give back some attitude, not outright turn the blonde down.

Before long, you were walking down the roads in search of the Sabertooth guild residence. 

A downcast Sting sat outside the motel, covered in bandages. Quietly, you sat next to him and gave him a playful nudge.

“So, where are we going?” You asked, giggling as Sting jumped in fright. He gave you a scowl.

“Jesus, a ‘hey, it’s me’ would’ve been nice,” he grumbled. “Here to rub it in you all won?” 

You frowned. “No, I was coming to see if that date was still on the table.” 

A small rosy tint crossed Sting’s visage. 

“Thought you’d only go on a date with me if I won.”

“Hey now, I only said I’d consider a second date if you won.” You gave him a wink.

Sting’s face perked up. 

“Wait, you were joking? No way.” 

His outburst caused you to laugh. “Of course, I’d already planned on accepting, but you were acting a little too cocky so I figured I’d mess with you. Have you ever gone ice skating before?”

“No, why do you ask?” 

You blinked a moment before gesturing to your left.

“Well, on the way here, I passed an ice skating rink and I love ice skating, so let’s go!” You pulled Sting up and rushed toward the slab of ice, trying not to chuckle at the confused look on the dragon slayer’s face.

Once you arrived to the rink, you stole a glance at the blonde. His features were unreadable as he realized you two weren’t alone. It had seemed as if team Natsu were already here, making themselves quite at home, much to your disbelief.

“This can’t be that hard,” he muttered to himself. “It’s just ice. I got this in the bag.” Sting looked toward Natsu, the remnants of the match still fresh on his mind. You took that moment to grab his hand and pull him toward the ice. 

“It’s really not that hard, Sting. Watch me!” You requipped some ice skates on your feet and began pushing off, twirling around in circles. He watched you as you moved, nodding in amazement.

“Do you do this shit often?” He called out to you.

“Yeah, man, didn’t you know yn is a professional figure skater?” Gray Fullbuster replied for you. 

A blush bloomed across your cheeks. “It’s not that serious ice boy, shut up.” 

Motioning for Sting to follow, you pushed off the ice once again and made your way back toward the other end of the ice. 

He hesitated only slightly, stepping onto the ice. Sting gave you a small smile, concentrating on remaining upright. 

You nodded in encouragement. “Come on, push your right foot back and coast forward.” 

Sting did as you’d told, and he began coasting. He gave you a wide smile.

“Look, I totally got this!” He moved faster, and in an instant both of your smiles turned to fear as he steadily moved faster until a loud thud could be heard. 

Sting had crashed headfirst into the boards.

You covered your mouth in surprise, while your friends looked on and howled with laughter.

Sting’s face was beet red, a mix from the cold ice and humiliation. Skating over to him, you knelt down and gave him a small peck on the cheek.

“Hey,” you murmured. “Don’t worry about it. Everyone falls, sometimes. Wanna just grab something to eat?” 

The blonde gave you a smile and shook his head. “Are you kidding? Yn, that was so much fun. I may not be able to beat Natsu in a fight yet, but I’ll be damned if he can beat me at ice skating. Show me how to get better.” 

You stifled a groan and helped your crush up. With a smile, you taught him the ropes of skating, the promise of a second date in the air. 

[aranarumei]

your fairy tail posts got me into it, so I gotta ask: favorite ships?

um. my condolences? well i'm joking—despite my critiques of it i still love the thing dearly and am extremely fond of a lot of the characters. I hope you’ve had fun with it too! as for ships... my tastes have changed over the years while also not? i've become really into like. friendships lately, yknow, or things where the dynamic between the two is more important than it being strictly platonic of romantic. so I would say i'm open to a lot of them. as for the ones i tend to go for, they tend to be like. super conventional. whatever i was into years ago, but now i just have a lot of extra headcanons about it. the thing for me is that a lot of the "big" fairy tail ships have like. really good setup, and shoddy execution. also this got long bc I rambled. sorry

i like natsu & lucy because i want them to be best friends and sometimes being best friends is a romance as well... and that starts out really strong in canon until it gets dragged on into just. bad fanservice. like i dont need natsu to see lucy when she's naked. i want them to have an emotional conversation or just work together as a team.

i like gray & juvia a lot, which i know is contentious, but i think they have a genuinely great setup (juvia's someone who's got wild ideas about love, and immediately falls for this guy, who's not into her at all but is also just a better person than any romantic attachments she's had before, and then she's figuring out herself and her place in fairy tail over time. the first two big juvia moments the show has after her fight is when she does a unison raid with lucy and when she refuses to fight cana. her initial feelings towards gray are also... quite shy? like she definitely does follow him around a bit but i think half of that is bc she wants to join fairy tail) and then it just doesn’t resolve well (over time she gets more pushy in a way that reads as jokey but is also uncomfortable, and her character kind of stops being about anything but gray) I’d love to see a version of gray & juvia where gray’s non-interest in her is actually beneficial for her, because she’s not rushing into something with high, perhaps fragile emotions, and she gets to grow as someone outside of gray, and juvia’s protectiveness of gray is done in a way where she’s not pushing him to like her, but rather protecting him just because that’s what someone who loves him would do. this is great for juvia, and also great for gray, who probably could use having someone to check in on him every once in a while. bring them into being seriously friends without pushing romance, and then we could maybe try a romance. it would be slow burn as hell. it would be delightful and entirely to my taste. I have so many wips abt this.

related to that, I like juvia a lot so gajeel & juvia’s relationship as well as lucy & juvia’s relationship is really fun to me. gajeel and juvia especially I would loveeee to dive into their friendship. I think they have a shared experience in phantom lord but also weren’t friends at the time and had a lot of different things going on, so it’s neat that they are still like. looking out for each other because of that past.

jellal & erza have great setup, it’s amazing drama and I think it just. works. completely. after the 7-year timeskip I think it loses some steam, and then it never really recovers in terms of having a sense of weight and depth. I am nonetheless fond of it.

what else… I am really into sting/rogue, I’ve got a fic for that one, and I like freed/laxus a lot, too. I’ll be the first to admit that in canon, freed & laxus don’t have that many meaningful interactions (freed is obsessed with him in a sort of like. comical unrequited crush way bc haha, gay people) and laxus cares for everyone in the raijinshuu pretty equally it feels. However. the initial arc? the fantasia arc? I think the raijinshuu are at their best there, and I wish they had gotten developed into smthing more interesting. once again I have a lot of headcanons.

i think gajeel & levy probably has the smoothest execution of any relationship, but kind of wish levy's character had a bit... More to her? like she's very smart but lucy also tends to do a lot of the smart stuff, and she knows runes but freed is clearly the runes guy, and i just wish we could've gotten more than that? I’ve been messing around with headcanons relating to her recently…

that’s the thing with a lot of fairy tail ships. I think a lot of the character relationships have really interesting ways of looking at them bc there’s just so many characters I like. like I think gray & erza’s relationship is really neat. I wish we’d gotten to see more of gray & cana as friends… it’s so cool that gray & loke are friends to the point that he’s the guy he picks for S-class trials… I like lucy & loke’s relationship a lot (like, the fact he joins gray for those trials is a display of how free he is even while she has his key, and also the loke mini-arc is one of my all time favs). I love the deal with the whole strauss siblings and would’ve been interested in seeing freed & mira interact some more. I don’t really care about it in canon but I think elfman & evergreen is actually a really interesting setup, since they’ve both got this sense of… vanity about them? (evergreen wants to be titania, queen of the fairies, and elfman valorizes manliness. there’s interesting places to take that!). raijinshuu friendship, I’m really into that, like, laxus feels like such a Solo guy and yet he willingly carts around a team with him, and also everyone in that team have kind of freaky eye powers, as far as I can tell. what’s that about. did u upturn your nose at fairy tail’s misfit guild while hanging with a misfit crew? it's a team that characterizes laxus well… I know he’s technically not Part of the raijinshuu team but Cmon he literally is.

all that to say. you could probably sell me on a lot of ships. but natsu/lucy, gray/juvia, sting/rogue, and freed/laxus are probablyyyy the ones I think about most and actively write for (and don’t publish LOL. I need to actually finish one of these things, but the issue is I’ve built so many headcanons I feel weird abt it sometimes. I would loveeee to talk abt them sometime tho)

but even saying that, a lot of the stuff I write reads very ambiguously platonic, so like. if I got sold on something, I’d probably get into it.

anyways anon ty for the question! i love chatting

[lucy-and-rebecca]

Star Dress

I am very, very salty about the way Yukino getting her star dress was handled. Yukino getting it so easily while Lucy had to work so hard for it just didn’t feel right. So I tried writing a little fic of how I wish things would have gone.

(Also when it comes to writing action scenes I’m worse than Mashima so please don’t take it too seriously.)

From a very young age Yukino has trained herself to be prepared for any and every situation. She just wasn’t sure how much of that was going to help her in this situation.

Sting her friend and guild master made a week attempt to get up but he immediately fell down. Natsu from Fairy Tail was in the same condition. That meant she and Lucy would have to deal with Athena on their own. This wasn’t the first time she was stuck with Lucy in a difficult situation but Athena wasn’t like anything else she had faced before.

She saw Lucy charging towards Athena with her hands on her keys. Yukino called out to her as she followed. Other than Yukino, Lucy was the only person in the world who had contracts with the zodiac celestial spirits. Far more than she did in fact.

‘Lucy could easily summon someone like Virgo and if she summoned Libra…’ Yukino was thinking when suddenly Lucy was engulfed by golden light and when the light faded, she was wearing a rather reveling outfit and a whip. For a brief moment Yukino thought Lucy had left behind celestial spirit magic and learnt requipe. However, the next moment she saw taurus and she noticed the resemblance between Lucy’s outfit and him.

“What technique is that?” she asked Lucy.

“It’s star dress. It’s temporary but it lets me borrows the powers of the celestial spirits” Lucy told her.

Borrowing the power of celestial spirits? She had been a celestial spirit wizard for since she was a child yet she had never heard of it. While Yukino was processing this she heard Lucy yelp. She snapped out of her daze and summoned Libra.

“Help her” she told her spirit. Libra wordlessly did as asked and made Athena lose her balance just as she was about to hit Lucy. Lucy took that moment to get up. As soon as she did, she was engulfed in golden light once again, now in a strange made outfit and used Virgo’s powers to attack Athena. From the way she moved Yukino was sure that Lucy has dome this before a lot.

She closed her eyes for a second and tried to imagine herself wearing a star dress, she tried to imagine what Libra’s power would feel like. She had a good relationship with her spirits. Her sister has told her about the way she and some other celestial spirit wizards used to trat their spirits. Yukino could never imagine doing anything close to that. At the same time, she had also seen Lucy’s spirits opening their own gates to come and rescue Lucy because they cared that much. Did she have that kind of bond with her spirits?

“Libra” she called out.

“Yes, miss Yukino?” Libra replied.

“Can I do that?” She asked as she pointed at Lucy, “Can I wear a star dress and channel your power?”

“I don’t know miss Yukino, it depends on you” Libra said.

Yukino thought she knew the limitations of celestial spirit magic. That’s why she had learnt to fight. Lucy on the other hand had managed to push past that limit. She somehow needed to do the same if they had any hopes of actually defeating Athena. But would she be even able to learn it so quickly?

As if reading her mind Lucy said, “Of course you can do it.”

“I tried but I don’t know how” Yukino said.

Their little chat had given Athena enough time to get back on her feet. Lucy turned around to face her only to disappear into the golden light for a third time and emerge in a form she called Leon Maiden. Yukino knew it was possible to merge the powers of the spirits, but Lucy was doing that without even having to summon the spirits.

As amazed as she was with Lucy’s display of power it wasn’t enough to stop the living, breathing weapon of destruction in front of them. Even before she had to say anything Libra was assisting Lucy. She needed to join them soon. She closed her eyes, clenched her fists and tried to imagine what it would feel like to Libra and manipulate gravity.

“That won’t work” She heard Lucy say, “Don’t force it”

“Then what am I supposed to do?” Yukino asked.

“Why do you love magic?” Lucy asked.

What kind of question is that? To begin with Yukino wasn’t sure if she loved magic. It was just something she picked up because she thought it would help her find her sister. She was about to ask Lucy what she meant when she saw Athena about to grab a hold of Lucy. She rushed in and pulled Lucy towards her and they both fell to the ground.

When their hands met just for a few seconds she saw something else. Celestial spirit wizards can talk telepathically with their spirits. Maybe because Lucy was tapping into the power of her spirits or maybe because of something else she didn’t fully understand, she felt like she was getting an answer to the question she was about to ask.

Yukino saw tears. She saw a little girl in back crying all alone in the dark. But the girl wasn’t alone. She saw a mermaid … Aquarius patting the girl awkwardly on the head equally awkwardly say “there there”. That memory shifted to another moment in tears with a much older version of the girl as she was being scolded by Aquarius. She was saying, “Lyla would have left and joined that fairy tail by now”. The memory changed to reveal Aquarius with a tearful face saying “Thank you”. The memory shifted one final time where she saw Lucy once again crying and this time a spirit that has to be Scorpio sitting beside her consoling her in the same exact awkward way Aquarius did.

I love magic because I was never truly lonely because of it. Lucy’s answer was clear.

In that moment Yukino wondered why did she picked celestial spirit magic. The golden zodiac keys are incredibly hard to obtain and yet she had gone out of her way to obtain as many as she could. Her search of zodiac keys had led her to the rearrest black key. Her search for keys however has started because of her sister. Sorano had loved the stars and the sky that love had extended to the celestial world as well. Yukino had convinced herself that if she followed what her sister loved they will eventually be able to re unite. For years magic had been her hope. Magic had helped her retain her connection with her sister for so long. Magic had kept her going.

Like Lucy, her spirits had prevented her from falling into despair and giving up. She closed her eyes and let that feeling wash over her. When she opened her eyes, she Lucy looking at her weirdly. At the same time, she could feel it. She could feel pieces’ power flow through her.

“You did it!” Lucy exclaimed.

“I did. I’m wearing a star dress.” Yukino said with a grin. “How do I look?” she asked.

“Oh ummm … You … You look fine” Lucy answered awkwardly. Although she couldn’t see Libra’s mouth Yukino was certain that she was laughing. She patted herself to get a feel of the star dress. Everything seemed fine until her hand reached her head. Oh.

Her eyes met Libra’s and she burst out laughing. Lucy quickly joined her. Although Athena was still looming over them, ready to attack them at any point, Yukino wasn’t afraid in that moment.

“Well done miss Yukino” Libra said and gave her a hand. Yukino took her hand and got up. Without letting go she imagined herself fighting alongside Libra and Lucy and she knew, even before she saw the golden light that it had worked.

“Take that!” She said as she performs a spell, she had seen Libra perform countless times before with the help of her new star dress. She promptly got a compliment from Lucy. Lucy performed a spell immediately after that and Yukino for a brief moment disappointedly thought that it would take Athena down for good.

Disappointedly?

Yukino didn’t share the same love for fighting as her guildmates and her sister did. She saw it as a necessity. Right now, however Lucy has revealed a side of celestial spirit magic that she never knew existed and she saw so many possibilities in front of her, waiting to be tested. She had rediscovered why she loved magic and she wanted to know where the limits of her magic actually existed, if they existed at all. Yukino was hoping that Athena would hold on just a little longer.

Fortunately, or unfortunately her wish was granted.

[sun-stricken]

Some ideas for you! Take your pick!

Gray frequents the infirmary the most. In one of my ideas lately, after thinking about iced shell, maybe ice make makes the body a bit more…prone to cracking? Maybe he bruises easy and gets a lot of head wounds. It’s why he’s always in bandages longer. I like the idea of Porlyusica getting sick of him.

Team Natsu/the guild/slayers taking care of him, even when he doesn’t realise it. (Against pervs, against himself, maybe people are a bit racist (with him being not from Fiore).

Gray gets sad sometimes and dissociates.

Gray has night terrors so he has sleeping pills, but on missions he also has caffeine tablets to keep him awake so he doesn’t have terrors around them. Safe to say, they aren’t happy when they find this.

Lucy asks Gray about where he’s from, traditions etc, and the guild realises he might be homesick so they secretly try to learn things for him. (Over the years they’ve picked up swear words (Gray doesn’t realise he’s doing it and they’ve never told him))

Gray’s actually quite touch starved. His body temperature is cold so most people stay away/ don’t touch him (but don’t realise they’re doing it). The only one who can stand is Natsu because of his magic. Maybe it gets worse after becoming a slayer.

…also do you take spicy requests?

you cant just give me all these amazing concepts and tell me to pick☹️ i will do a little for all of them if it kills me

Also yes! i absolutely do take nsfw requests! feel free to ask me anything! im surprised it took so long to ask me that tbh

there is a lot here so vv

1.

* Hes the single reason why the guild infirmary is always having to restock

* Due to Grays multiple usages of iced shell some of his body did turn to ice, most sections of his bones, it looks like a normal bones but it acts like ice, which means hes more likely to break a bone

* unfortunately, its not like a normal broken bone for obvious reasons. itll splinter and have hairline cracks all over the bones before it breaks.

* It takes less time to heal than a normal break, he just has to get it wrapped and limit his usage of his magic so it can ‘heal’ (as in, ice it over again) the breaks and cracks. It takes less time to heal and also less pressure to break, win lose situation tbh

* Which is also why head wounds are especially dangerous for him, skull fractures are more common for him than anyone would like, which is to say any at all

* His external body temperature is low and causes him to bruise like a peach, getting a friendly slap on the back can cause him to bruise for weeks, especially from Erza

* bro hasnt gone a day without a bruise in like ten years

* Hes been dragged to Porlyusica so many times now that anytime she sees him (on the field, in her office, even completely out of context and hes not visibly injured) its like second nature to check him out first

* if she could go a month, or even just two weeks! without seeing him she might consider changing her views on humanity (probably not but its the thought that counts)

* Also Gray has small sections of what people think is frostbite on his hands and feet. It doesnt hurt or limit him at all but theyre there, showed up some time post devil slayer magic

* ALSO! His blood runs slower and is darker due to his low body temperature, causes him only the vaguest of problems but its a thing (this is common in most powerful ice wizards)

2.

* Gray likes to pretend hes good at taking care of himself, but hes not hes really not

* Luckily he has a lot of nosy and protective friends thatll do it for him (in their own ways)

* Natsu literally temperature exploding some guys glass at a bar when he got wayyyy too friendly and handsy with Gray

* they were kicked out but he was really proud of himself

* Rogue drawing shadows towards Gray if he needs to sleep and its too bright, or Sting creating a warm light beam when its dark out and Gray wants to embrace his inner cat and sleep in a sunbeam

* Wendy checking him over first bc she knows hes one of the people who wouldnt ask for help if he was injured

* hes had multiple people physically remove him from fights/training sessions because he was visibly pushing himself way too hard

* Part of the reason Gray learned Fioren so fast was because he was sick of people looking at him like he was stupid for not speaking ‘right’

* he mentioned this to the little slayer group they got goin on and from then on out they were like, hella hyper vigilant with anything that could make him insecure like that again

3.

* It really scared him the first couple times he did it, it still does. He hates losing time

* It started happening during his time with Ur, he cant remember a lot of it, training, blink, fighting, blink, training, blink, training, you get the idea

* It doesnt happen often, and he tried not to think of it past the point of trying to get it to stop

* Its happens often when hes highly stressed but theres no immediate physical threat, his brain doesnt understand whats going on or why its so stressed but knows he doesnt need to physically protect himself yet so it mentally protects him (if that makes sense), usually when hes alone, or when a threat is gone

* he confided in Erza about this once, and now more times than not when he ‘wakes up’ shes there talking to him

* only part he feels is good about it is that it makes him exhausted and lets him sleep easier

* He doesn’t usually dissociate often, not that he has much of a choice, if he did it wouldnt happen at all, but it was a lot worse when he was younger, his memories of early fairy tail are all blurry and he felt like he was on autopilot even when he was ‘awake’

* he hates it

4.

* After his team found out abt his vast array of pharmaceuticals they were so confused and concerned and probably borderline paranoid, because who needs that many medications for one person??

* Gray had been taking sleeping pills at a high enough dose to let him have a dreamless sleep for so long that most over the counter brands dont actually work on him

* but he kept all the old bottle that didnt work just in case he got desperate to sleep and they suddenly magically worked again

* The caffeine tablets were self explanatory after seeing all the sleeping meds, but he also (unwillingly) admitted he takes them on missions so he wouldnt wake them if he had a nightmare, and also for days when they were especially bad so he could go long enough without sleep hed just crash and sleep with no issues. Canr have a nightmare if you dont sleep

* His team was also extremely unimpressed by these explanations

* Erza and Natsu (and also Happy) strong armed him into going to Porlyusica for actual helpful solutions since he refused to go to his actual doctor

* While Lucy and Wendy disposed of the full fucking pharmacy (seriously, he coulda started a business or smth) he had in his bedroom

* For some odd reason he felt lighter and less moody when he was on actual helpful medication and was getting genuine rest

* how strange

* and if his team checks his house for another pharmacy in the making thats nobodies business but theirs

* Also Erza tried to ban Gray from caffeine while on a quest , or at least limit it, but he looked at her like she was absolutely batshit crazy to the point she got embarrassed and had to retract the ban

* But she will tie him to the bed to make him sleep on quests if she has to

5.

* The first time Lucy asked where Gray was from was before Galuna, he ended up giving her a shady answer and redirecting the question to her (reminder, before galuna, before phantom lord) which she ended up also being a bit cagey about so she let it go

* But Lucy is nosy (endearing) by nature, so she asked if he had any different holiday type traditions sometime after Galuna, and to the surprise of, well, literally everyone, he did and gave examples

* which lead down a rabbit hole of the guild fretting a bit abt how to make him comfortable (even though hed been with them for a decade) bc he mentioned he used to be really homesick the first couple years, and sometimes still is

* Most the guild still had no clue where he was from so they were really just running in circles for awhile

* Levy tried to figure it out from the time he accidentally dropped, what she assumed to be colorful curse words, random foreign language bits

* didnt really work but she tried

* so for months he was bombarded with ‘subtle’ questions about his hometown and its culture, which got shut down most the time

* Thats not to say he didnt give them anything, he gave them enough that they were incorporated into existing traditions and holidays they already celebrated

* it was a very sweet gesture that Gray absolutely did not tear up at, so shut up—

6.

* Gray is the most touch starved fool on the planet. ive always loved the idea of him liking touch a lot

* He grew up in a pretty affectionate family, his parents were always around to ruffle his hair, or hug, or hold his hand, or carry him, they were just very physically affectionate and he enjoyed it

* With it made him nauseous, guilty really, because Ur and Lyon were also physically affectionate but it wasnt them, it wasnt his family

* Also it was plain uncomfortable at times, part of learning ice magic was to almost numb himself to cold, but in the beginning numbed him to everything and it became uncomfortable to be touched because it was tingly and it hurt

* Early Fairy Tail he was completely closed off, couldnt stand being touched, didnt want to get cozy and make friends because he planned to leave anyways.

* Ice mages (Fire mages also) temperatures can fluctuate depending on how they feel, for example, if they’re experiencing negative emotions their temperature and the space around them will get colder

* and Gray used to be so angry and upset all the time, and hed just beginning to learn magic so he didnt know how to fix it yet, which caused a lot of discomfort for people.

* People didnt stay around him long because the discomfort of being too cold, and what was he gonna do about it? ask them to come back?? hell no

* So he gained a reputation and people didnt want to disrespect a volatile childs apparent boundaries so they didnt question it

* He was fine with fighting being the only real prolonged touch hed get, totally

* But Natsus got this thing about him that makes him think he can do the impossible, which includes shaking Grays world view and comfort levels

* At some point in their teens Natsu would not let go of the alleged fact that Grays didnt like being touched for some reason, so he did what he does best and pressed the issue

* it ended with Gray being a puddle in his lap while he had a crisis about everything he thought he knew about himself while Natsu celebrated his victory against him

* Its not completely public knowledge but the guild most definitely knows at least a little about how much Gray is touch starved

* he doesnt openly welcome it with open arms but if its happening and he trusts the person hes not gonna say no

* he probably gets a euphoria high from a head pat or smth

* After getting his devil slayer magic is absolutely got worse, having two powerful ice magics, one of which he was still struggling to get the hang of, in one body made it difficult to control the temperature around him, and after long enough people would start shivering if he wasnt careful

* it sucked, totally and completely sucked

* Natsu still remained unbothered and would increase his own temperature to counterbalance Grays, which helped a lot

* he still gets all up in Grays space no matter how much Gray tell him to fuck off, he knows he needs it

[littletail]

Please may I have a Fairy tail age regression scenario of when Little! Juvia is in a rambunctious mood and can't help but feel a desire to push some limits..her Caregiver! Gray was extremely patient because the others were very close to losing their patience with her noisy behaviour (and toys) today. Some of the caregivers were extremely grateful when Caregiver! Gray told his little! Juvia in the nicest way possible to tone down a bit with her little toys..considering some of the littles were asleep in the backroom.

*Caregiver! Lucy is a caregiver to her little! Wendy*

*Caregiver! Laxus is a Caregiver to his little! Freed*

*Caregiver! Erza is a Caregiver to her Little! Levy and Erza is often a babysitter for Jellal and the other members of the littles*

*Caregivers! And basically babysitters Gajeel and Natsu often babysat Sting and Rogue..*

(There was also other littles who also had an assigned Caregiver too in the Fairy tail guild)

Little! Juvia is a diaper user and Gray only put her in them as a precaution and rightly so considering how often she had accidents and she never realised considering that she uses her diaper as if she was using the toilet..

Noisy Raindrop

It was the middle of the day at the Fairy Tail Guildhall, and the middle of a multi-Guild playdate being held inside. Everything was going just fine so far, up until it was decided that naptime was coming up.

“Alright, all the beds have been set up in the room. Time for all of you to settle down,” Laxus stated, lifting Freed to his feet.

Not a problem, normally, but not all Littles were expected to actually nap, which caused the ones who were to start pitching fits.

“How come they get to stay up while we have to nap?” Jellal demanded.

“Yeah!” Sting exclaimed. “I wanna stay up too!”

“It’s so unfair!” Freed huffed.

“Guys, how the others choose to care for their Littles is their choice,” Erza explained patiently, holding a sleepy Levy in her arms. 

“And we’re caring for you guys the way we choose to,” Gajeel stated, holding an actually asleep Rogue in his arms. “You can keep playing later.”

“And some of you are pretty tired, oh yeah!” Richard commented as Cobra and Midnight leaned against him, half-asleep.

“And all of you know how important naptime is for you,” Jura lifted Lyon into his arms. The icy Little huffed quietly.

“And others have already had their naps today,” Mirajane said, looking up from where Lisanna and Kinana played with each other.

Gray sighed, “Besides, they won’t just be playing while you guys are asleep,” he explained. “Juvia here will be having a snack and sitting with us. Isn’t that right, Raindrop?”

Juvia giggled, reaching for his hand.

“We’ll be setting up games for all of you to play together once you guys wake up,” Natsu explained, “And you don’t want to be too cranky to play later, do you?”

“No..” Sting sighed.

Jellal crossed his arms with a pout.

Lucy gently bounced Wendy in her arms. “Let’s get you all settled down, okay? We’ll wake you guys up when the hour is over.”

“Fine,” the Littles synchronized.

“Alright! I think everything looks pretty good,” Lucy said.

“I think so, too,” Erza said.

“We help!” Milliana exclaimed. Erza ruffled her hair affectionately, “You sure did!”

“Can we play the games now?” Kinana asked. Mirajane pulled her close, “Not yet. We need to wait for the others to wake up first.”

“Although, I don’t think that’s stopping some of them,” Kagura said.

“Oh no..” Gray murmured, watching anxiously as Juvia played with toys that loudly played some form of audio. First it was a dragon toy that had a voice box inside that would make it roar whenever you squeezed its chest, then a magic fairy wand that played music, a star necklace that lit up and played a jingle, and the list just keeps growing.

Gray honestly wondered if the Little was purposefully testing his patience given the fact that she only played with these toys after the others were still napping. She also never showed much interest in such toys before.

Not that he would lose his patience with his precious Raindrop, but he could feel the gazes of the others on his back, knowing they are slowly losing their patience with him.

He cleared his throat, grabbing Juvia’s attention. “Raindrop, maybe you should put those toys away,” he said, gently taking her current toy. “Besides, you’re supposed to be sitting with the Caregivers. I’ll let you have one quiet toy, but you have to stay with me.”

“Mmm..” Juvia murmured quietly, “Papa..”

Gray almost instantly knew what that meant. “Oh dear,” he chuckled lightly, “Let’s get you cleaned up, shall we?”

“I’ll go check on the others to make sure her playing didn’t wake up the others,” Erza said, before ducking into the back room.

Gray took Juvia into the designated changing room, then cooed at her and tickled her stomach once she was laid down onto her mat.

“We need to have a talk, sweetheart. You knew you weren’t allowed to play with any of those toys while the others were napping, right?”

Juvia sheepishly nodded.

“I’m not mad,” he quickly clarified as he started on getting her cleaned up, “But you are aware that those toys would have woken the others, right?”

“Juvi.. didn’t..” she admitted. “Juvi sorry..”

“Don’t worry about it, Raindrop. But those music toys are getting put away after this, and you’re going to have an early bedtime tonight.”

“Aww..”

He quickly changed her, getting her into a clean diaper, before taking her back out into the main room.

“Crisis averted,” Erza assured. “A couple of them were waking up, but I was able to get them to settle back down.”

“And Juvia here won’t be allowed near those noisemakers for the rest of today,” Gray assured the others.

“Thank goodness for that,” Gajeel huffed quietly. “Rogue is a pain to settle back down once he’s been woken up.”

“What Little isn’t?” Erza giggled.

“Alright, you’re sitting with me from now on, Raindrop," Gray booped Juvia's nose.

Juvia giggled.