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loosesodamarble · 7 months ago

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2, 6, 18 and 23 for Black Clover and if you know it, Fairy Tail <3

Okay okay! We've got some more attention for Fairy Tail coming in! Thank you for the asks, for both fandoms!

2) Are there any popular fandom OTPs you only BroTP?

BC: I can ship YamiNacht but more as a crack ship. I take it 30% seriously... I'm more for the BroTP of those two.

FT: Erza x Minerva. I've seen the ship. I know I'm not hallucinating that. But I prefer them as enemies to friends.

6) Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated?

Oooohhhhh... That's... I don't think that's ever happened to me before. I've learned to like ships that I first thought didn't make sense. But I don't think I've ever gone from distinctly hating a ship to enjoying it.

I mean, I used to really hate Kyoujurou x Akaza (not BC or FT but it's the only example I have) but now I can kinda enjoy and laugh at it. But only when it's discussed by very specific people in specific contexts. So I can't genuinely say I went from hating to enjoying Renkaza, I just learned to like when certain people write it.

Sorry if the answer if dull and underwhelming. That's just my experience...

18) Does not shipping something ‘popular’ mean you’re in denial and/or biased?

Not shipping something popular doesn't mean you're in denial. It just means that you don't happen like what a lot of people do like.

For a non-shipping example, I don't like nuts/nut flavored snacks. I'm not allergic. I just don't like them. But nuts are very prevalent in snacks and desserts, super popular. It's not that I'm in denial that nuts are good and people like them, they just don't appeal to me. I have tried eating nut-based products but I just keep reconfirming that I don't like them. It's the same thing with shipping, it's about how a ship appeals to a person. And sometimes the most popular thing won't appeal to someone's tastes.

As for biases, I can't really write that off because everyone will always have a bias/opinion about everything. I will prefer the "childhood friends to lovers" ship over the "fling that became more" ship; that's my bias. And if a person's bias happens to be against a "popular" ship, telling them that they're wrong for having their opinion is not going to do anything except cause trouble.

PSA: if someone doesn't like a "popular" ship that you happen to like, that's fine. It's their opinion and you do not have to devote your energy to disagreeing with them/convincing them to like the "popular" thing. It's as simple as telling yourself to not care about it.

23) Unpopular character you love?

BC: SOLID AND NEBRA! THE MIDDLE SILVAS GET SO MUCH FLAK BUT I LOVE THEM AND WANT THEM REDEEMED!

FT: There are unpopular characters in Fairy Tail? I'm distant from Fairy Tail so I'm not quite sure which characters are unpopular or just... very minor characters that don't get much attention. So my answer for this will be the Oracion Seis group. Erik, Sorano, and Macbeth are a little popular I think but not Richard or Sawyer. But let me tell you, Richard's backstory episode made me cry when I rewatched the Oracion Seis a while ago. Soft spot in my heart for Richard!

#questions from the ask box #soda asides #vilandel #ask game

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pretiumus · 6 months ago

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@meganeviolet asked: Ship Bias for Sorano

Send ‘Ship Bias’ and I will share up to 5 Ships I have a bias for for my muse!

Sorano x Gray

Sorano x Sawyer

Sorano x Elfman

Sorano x Macbeth

Sorano x Rogue

Sorano needs more plots. I'd love it if she was approached and developed something with someone

#Angel;; SORANO AGRIA

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mintosblog · 4 years ago

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crime sorciere

imagine ultear still here again;-;

I spend 5 hours on this

but never mind I love them(′▽`〃)♡

may be a little bit jerik and sorano x macbeth

#fairy tail #jellal fernandes #fairy tail cobra #jerik #crime sorciere #fairy tail jellal #jellal x erik #macbeth #midnight #meredy milkovich #ultear milkovich #sorano aguria #macbeth x sorano

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kaatseye · 6 years ago

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my art style evolved like a pokemon

[ october 9th, 2016 --- august 21, 2018 ]

#artists on tumblr #FT: Next Gen #original character | oc #angela aguria #fairy tail #angel | sorano aguria #midnight | macbeth #macbeth x sorano #angel x midnight #sorabeth #my art #fan art #digital art #Paint Tool SAI #art evolution

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the-writing-trash-panda · 3 years ago

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Fairy Tail Rare Pairs Week 2022

Day 6: Moonlight/Stars

Sorano brushed through her hair, humming the lullaby that her mother used to sing to her and her sister. After finishing with her hair she left her room, ready for the day. Or so she thought, but when she entered the kitchen of the small house that she shared with Yukino she saw all of Crime Sorciere sitting at the table.

“What are they doing here!?” Sorano asked, pulling her sister into the living room so that most of them were out of earshot, she wouldn’t bother with preventing Erik from hearing them.

“Well they were in town and I thought maybe they could use a nice full breakfast,” Yukino answered, an innocent smile on her face.

“You forced them to stay didn’t you?” Sorano could see right through the younger girl and knew she was planning something.

“Okay, maybe I did, but this way you can tell Macbeth how you feel,” Yukino said, pulling her sister closer, her grip on the angel mage’s arm starting to get tighter.

“Oh, no, absolutely not! Besides, why do I have to do that when you can’t confess to Sting, although I’ll never know why you like him.” Sorano said, prying Yukino off of her and walking back to the kitchen.

“Well it’s nice to see all of you, even if it’s out of the blue,” Sorano said, grabbing some cups and the orange juice for the others. Kicking Sawyer out of one of the chairs, Sorano took a seat at the table and poured herself a cup of juice.

“Sooo, what’s life like in Sabertooth?” Meredy asked, making it obvious that she was only interested in the gossip.

“It’s been great, but everyone is so damn hopeless when it comes to a romantic relationship.” This, of course, resulted in Yukino turning into a stuttering, blushing mess, much to the amusement of Meredy. The rest of the morning the group talked about life and teased each other, mostly Jellal. The entire time Sorano and Macbeth kept looking over at each other and Erik felt like he was going to lose it if they didn’t stop.

“Well, thanks for having us, but we should really get going now,” Jellal said, ushering the rest of his guild out the door. After they had left Sorano noticed that Macbeth had left behind a note, this had been something he had started doing after they left the tower. She would never tell him but she had kept each one hoping one day there was one saying he loved her. The angel mage smiled as she read what he had written this time, he always knew how to make her feel good.

~Your hair looks like the moonlight

It’s really beautiful~

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useless-slytherclaw · 4 years ago

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I Take Pride In What I Am 2020 Prompt: Tease (But not the way you think) AO3 Link

Minerva Orland, unfortunately for Sorano, is just as devastating in person as she was on lacrima vision.

“You didn't have to follow me, you know,” Sorano says with a scowl at her soon-to-be-ex guildmates. The sun overhead is swelteringly hot and, even in her minimal clothing, the heat is making her cranky. Her mood has nothing to do with the fact that she’s finally going to talk to her little sister. Not at all.

“Please,” Macbeth says with a smirk, “you can’t get rid of us that easily.”

Sorano glares at him, but he’s entirely unaffected.

“Are you all going to try and join Sabertooth then,” she demands and gets laughter in response. The laughter echoes down the city street, and a few people turn to look at them. Sawyer and Erik’s laughter only causes Sorano to glare at them over her shoulder, but they meet her glare with smiles. They've known her too long to be easily intimidated.

“You just want to see if the guild master is as pretty as they say he is,” she accuses Macbeth.

Sorano knows, from experience, that no matter how prickly she is, her boys- er, the boys in her guild- won’t leave her alone; it doesn’t stop her from trying. If Sabertooth throws her out on her ass and Yukino wants nothing to do with her, she really doesn’t want Sawyer and Erik to be there to laugh at her. To be fair, they would probably kick the collective ass of the entire Sabertooth guild, and then laugh at her, but she doesn’t want that either.

“The twin dragons are supposed to be very attractive,” Macbeth says with a wink.

Behind them, she hears Erik mutter something that sounds like “they’re too young for you.” And it’s her turn to laugh. She exchanges a mirthful glance with Sawyer. Just because they have no solid proof that Macbeth and Erik are together, doesn’t mean that they haven’t figured it out.

Despite herself, Sorano feels better. She shouldn’t be surprised; Erik, Macbeth, Sawyer, and Richard have been her friends since the Tower of Heaven and they’ve been making her life better just as long. Richard may be off finding his brother, but the other three are here to bother her.

“Guild Hall’s there,” Erik says suddenly. His voice is sullen, more sullen than usual that is.

Sorano immediately looks up, and there it is. A massive set of doors under a waving banner emblazoned with the Sabertooth Guild mark stand at the end of the road they’ve just turned on to. They’ve been walking through the city towards the giant building topped by the sabertooth cat statue, so it really shouldn’t take her by surprise that they are nearly there. But, Sorano freezes in her tracks.

Behind those doors is her little sister. Yukino. Sorano’s hands clench into fists by her side so that they won’t tremble. She hasn’t had a chance to really be with her sister since the day they dragged her off to the Tower of Heaven, but not a single day has gone by that she hasn’t thought about her. When she’d come across Yukino in the fight against Alvarez, she hadn’t been able to face her. Yukino is so good. She is sweet and generous and kind and Sorano? Well, Sorano is Sorano, and she is none of those things.

When the Kingdom of Fiore had pardoned her, she’d thought that, at last, she’d be free of the guilt that had been haunting her and be able to run to her sister with a smile. She was pardoned, and she wasn’t a criminal anymore. But she still felt like one.

“Come on,” Sawyer throws an arm around her shoulders and tugs her forward, “it’s too hot to stand around in the sun.”

Even though he’d be less hot if he wasn’t wearing a black body suit in the middle of summer, she doesn’t bother to point it out. She won't be able to change his mind.

“I heard that Sabertooth has a pool in their Guild Hall,” Erik tells them. He’s also stupidly wearing a long coat in summer, but she doesn’t point that out either.

“Must be true then,” Macbeth says.

“Good thing Sorano is already in her swimsuit,” Sawyer says and ducks away from Sorano in anticipation of the swat she sends his way. Unfortunately, he is several feet away from her by the time her hand hits the spot where he had been. Even though she knows it's useless, she lunges after him.

It’s a good thing that this particular street is fairly empty, because the two of them cat and mouse down the street. Sawyer races ahead in a blur only to stop and make a face at Sorano before dashing away before she gets close enough to actually hit him. Their game comes to an abrupt end several steps away from the main door when Erik reaches out and snags Sawyer by the arm mid-sprint, allowing Sorano to whack him over the head.

After Sawyer gives Erik a rather betrayed glance, they all turn to face the oversized doors that mark the entrance to the Sabertooth guildhall. The boys all wait in silence behind Sorano as she stares at the door. They’ve helped her this far, but she has to take the next step herself. With a hand that is definitely not shaking, she knocks on the door.

The doors are almost instantly pulled open by a young-looking, blue-haired mage that Sorano doesn’t recognize. She’s either new enough or weak enough that Sorcerer Weekly and the other magazines haven’t featured her yet.

There’s a soft gasp as the girl stares up at the four of them. Obviously, whoever she is, she recognizes them. She steps aside and pulls the door open revealing a massive stone room.

“Master!” She yells as the four of them walk into the Guildhall, “you should get down here!”

The room their standing is entirely constructed out of a strange purple stone and crowned by a dias. Sorano raises an eyebrow at the gold and purple throne-like chair that stands the head of the room.

“Bit over the top isn’t it,” Erik says under his breath with his gaze on the two massive sabertooth statues flanking the throne. Sorano can’t help but agree on that front.

“Why are you yelling for,” a stern-looking black haired woman walks into the room from behind a purple curtain. This woman Sorano instantly recognizes. Minerva Orland, unfortunately for Sorano, is just as devastating in person as she was on lacrima vision.

“They, um,” the girl speaking stumbles over her words as Minerva looks down at her clearly intimidated.

“The master is behind on paperwork again. I told everyone not to disturb him.”

Minerva’s scowl is perfect. Sorano should know, she’s practically an expert.

“The Oracion Seis,” the girl finally squeaks. None of them bother to correct her.

“Oh?” Minerva’s dangerous gaze instantly moves from the girl to the four of them. With a wave of her hand, Minerva dismisses the girl, who runs for it. Angel’s impressed. She can respect a woman with that sort of power. Minerva glances over all of them but stops when her gaze reaches Sorano.

“You’re Yukino’s sister,” Minerva says and her gaze is intense.

Sorano lifts her chin and meets her gaze. No one will intimidate her that easily.

“So what if I am?”

This is already not going how she wanted it to, but Sorano can’t help but be defiant; it's practically in her DNA.

“If you hurt her,” Minerva narrows her eyes at Sorano.

“She’s my sister.” Sorano glares right back. “I would never hurt her.”

For a long moment, there’s silence as the two women stare at each other. The tension in the room crackles like electricity. Then, suddenly, Minerva relaxes and smiles.

“If that’s settled then, welcome to Sabertooth.”

Sorano blinks in surprise, and her heart does something funny at the sight of that smile. Minerva offers her hand to shake, and Sorano takes it.

“I’m Minerva.”

“Sorano,” she says and her voice sounds a bit breathy. What the hell, Sorano? She thinks. At the edge of her vision, she can see Erik’s smirk. Crossing her arms, she decidedly ignores him.

“Why don’t all of you come in and take a seat. Lisbeth can bring us some drinks. She’s learning how to run the bar.”

“Where is everyone?” Sorano asks looking around. Sabertooth is a big guild, and as huge as their guildhall is, she still expected someone to be in the main room.

“Most people are out by the pool,” Minerva says as she takes a seat at the bar. “Sting and Rogue are upstairs doing paperwork though.”

From behind them, Sorano hears a snicker and turns to glare at Erik, who is valiantly trying for a straight face. Her glare only seems to cause him more amusement. Sorano is going to kill him later.

“I’m afraid that Yukino is out on a job right now,” Minerva says and motions for Sorano to sit next to her. There’s a fluttery feeling in Sorano’s stomach. As she takes the seat by Minerva’s side she desperately wishes the feeling away.

“Oh,” Sorano says and then mentally kicks herself for the stupid reply.

It could be worse though. Last time she’d felt this way, the only other time really, she’d stuttered so hard when introducing herself that she’d never been able to look Ultear in the face ever again.

“That’s alright,” she manages to add.

“She should be back tomorrow,” Minerva tells her. Then she glances over Sorano’s shoulder at her companions who are leaning against the counter several feet away. She raises an eyebrow at them. The expression is designed to be intimidating, but the boys have years of experience dealing with both Sorano and Macbeth, who make an artform out of such expressions.

“Don’t mind us,” Sawyer says with a grin. Sorano turns around and narrows her eyes at him; she’ll kill him and Erik later.

“We’ll go find a hotel. You can find us later,” Macbeth says with a smirk on his painted lips. His eyes flicker from Sorano to Minerva. “Or not.”

Correction, Sorano will kill all of them later.

“I don’t know Macbeth,” Sawyer says in a falsely casual tone. “I thought you wanted to meet the Twin Dragons. Maybe we should wait around.”

The look that is on Sorano’s face right now has terrified entire dark guilds into obedience. On at least one occasion, it was the last thing that a man ever saw. But her companions are not the least bit cowed.

“They’re busy doing paperwork,” Macbeth says easily. Normally, such an implication would offend him, but he’s focused on harassing Sorano.

“Paperwork,” Erik says very sarcastically. His purple eyes are trained on the back of Macbeth’s head, but he doesn’t turn around. Maybe, it's not just Sorano that he’s teasing.

“Out!” Sorano yells. “Get out of here! All three of you!”

There’s a squeak from behind the counter as the small blue-haired hostess almost drops her tray.

“Alright, alright,” Sawyer says, holding up his hands in fake submission and starts to back away, “We’re going. We’re going”

Sorano glares at them until they are all the way out the door. The fact that Erik and Sawyer dissolve into a fit of laughter before they are completely out of her view does not escape her attention.

“I can’t take them anywhere!” She fumes, momentarily forgetting her nerves.

Beside her, Minerva laughs. Mortified, Sorano blushes scarlet as she turns back to her companion. But as soon as she looks at the other woman’s face, she knows that Minerva isn’t laughing at her, and she relaxes a bit

“Those are some spirited guildmates you have,” she says. “I’m glad you don’t let them walk all over you.”

“Walk all over me?” Sorano says, “They know better than to try. I’d break their legs.”

Minerva laughs again. It's such a free and happy sound that Sorano finds herself laughing too.

“It’ll be good having you around,” Minerva says when they stop laughing. Sorano blushes brilliantly at the compliment and thinks that might just have found another reason to stay with Sabertooth.

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fairytailtwitter · 5 years ago

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@midnight-blue-moon-princess

Here you go!

#fairytail tweets #random #ultear milkovich #meredy milkovich #sawyer #cobra #midnight #fairytail #fairy tail #sorano aguria #erik x midnight #cobra x midnight #erik x macbeth #cobra x macbeth #jellal fernandes

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fairytailaustories · 19 days ago

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The difference between my 1st AU and my 2nd AU

(Spoilers in this)

1st AU is more towards canon. The events go from the beginning of Fairy Tail to the end of the main series. No 100 year quest because, I am no where near there. It focuses on the canon ships (or close canon or mostly looks canon/I ship). This AU has the Next Generation stuff involved. It is what I mostly focus on, anyway.

2nd AU is more towards my bullshit mind. This au has no actual proper direction. I mostly call this 'Trans Mystogan AU' because it does mostly focus on Mystogan (My favourite character). In this AU, I have changed multiple things, including ships.

1st AU Ships:

Bickslow X Lisanna Strauss Happy X Carla Elfman Strauss X Evergeen Gajeel Redfox X Levy McGarden Gray Fullbuster X Juvia Lockser Siegrain/Jellal Fernandes X Erza Scarlet Erik/Cobra X Kinana Leo/Loke X Cana Alberona (I find this ship cute in my head) Lyon Vastia X Meredy Milkovich (I like the idea she has Ultear's surname) Laxus Dreyar X Mirajane Strauss Macbeth/Midnight X Sorano/Angel Natsu/END Dragneel X Lucy Heartfilia. Rogue Cheney X Kagura Mikazuchi Romeo Conbolt X Wendy Marvell Sting Eucliffe X Yukino Agura Doctor/Acnologia X Irene Beleserion Jellal/Mystogan De Edolas X Erza Knightwalker Natsu Dragion X Lucy Ashley Gray Surge X Edo-Juvia

2nd AU Ships:

Gajeel Redfox X Levy McGarden Gray Fullbuster X Leo/Loke Erza Scarlet X Juvia Lockser Siegrain/Jellal Fernandes X Ultear Milkovich Natsu/END Dragneel X Lucy Heartfilia Freed Justine X Mirajane Strauss Laxus Dreyar X Jellal/Mystogan De Edolas. Bickslow X Lisanna Strauss Elfman Strauss X Evergreen Erik/Cobra X Macbeth/Midnight Rogue Cheney X Yukio Agura Sting Eculiffe X Miverna Doctor/Acnologia X Irene Beleserion.

Mostly the ships are the same. The 1st AU mostly focuses on the Next Generation. The 2nd AU mostly focuses on my ideas.

Here are a few examples of how I change things: Mystogan in the 1st AU goes to Edolas and stays in Edolas, Mystogan in the 2nd AU goes to Edolas and returns back to Earthland.

Laxus in the 1st AU tries to overthrows but gets kicked out of the guild, Laxus in the 2nd AU is stopped by Mystogan before he could even try.

Mystogan in the 1st AU doesn't look for Wendy before the Oracion Seis, Mystogan in the 2nd AU finds Wendy and brings her to the guild.

In the 1st AU, the 7 year gap happens but in the 2nd AU, it doesn't happen. I find the whole trapped in time for 7 years silly and it just confuses me. They do meet Mavis but Acnologia doesn't show up. Instead Acnologia is with Irene as she calms him down.

The war with Zeref happens in the 1st AU, in the 2nd AU, it doesn't. As Zeref knows Natsu never died on Tenrou Island (I probably spelt that wrong), Zeref's mind doesn't head down the direction it does.

In the 1st AU, Crime Sorcere exists and Ultear dies. In the 2nd AU, it doesn't. Mystogan had paid for all their bails before they even got arrested. Mystogan had made a deal with the Council to have them be under Fairy Tail's supervision and make them do their sentence by saving and helping people, people similar to those they hurt in the past. Ultear doesn't die

In the 1st AU, Mystogan doesn't interact with the guild and stays hidden. In the 2nd AU, Mystogan interacts with the guild more but he prefers to be in a place where he can relax (such as the S class floor). Sometimes when he's in the mood, he'll be a complete menace.

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fantasyandromancelover · 3 years ago

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Fairy Tail Hotel

So this is a parody of Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss where the roles are played by the characters from Fairy Tail although I couldn't find someone for all the roles because I don't know enough about them. Now I know the cannon ships of each shows and I respect the creator's decision for those ships and I have no intention of trying to convince her to change it but my preferred ships are Charlie x Alastor, Angel Dust x Vaggie, and Moxxie x Millie. No disrespect to the creator or those who disagree but that's how I feel. And if someone has anything negative to say about it well...You'd be wasting your time because I live in America and I have freedom of belief and opinion.

Princess Charlotte "Charlie" Mange - Juvia Lockser

Vagatha "Vaggie" - Lucy Heartfilia

Anthony "Angel Dust" - Natsu Dragneel

Alastor - Gray Fullbuster

Niffty - Lisanna Strauss

Husk - Gajeel Redfox

Katie Killjoy - Minerva Orland

Tom Trench - Rogue Cheney

Sir Pentious - Jose Porla

Cherri Bomb - Cana Alberona

Razzle and Dazzle - Panther Lily and Frosch

Fat Nuggets - Happy

Molly - Mirajane Strauss

Arackniss - Sting Eucliffe

Henroin - Gildarts Clive

Travis - Macbeth

Seviathan Von Eldritch - Lyon Vastia

Helsa Von Eldritch - Ulter Milkovich

King Lucifer Mange - Zeref Dragneel

Queen Lilith Mange - Mavis Vermillion

Vox - Invel Yura

Valentino - Mard Geer

Velvet - Brandish

Rosie - Levy Mcgarden

Blitzo - Laxus Dreyar

Moxxie - Jellal Fernandes

Millie - Erza Scarlet

Loona - Kagura Mikazuchi

Stolas - Freed Justine

Stella - Sorano

Octavia - Meredy

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pastelwitchwritesstuff · 4 years ago

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Midnight x Cobra

These two were so stubborn when it came to admitting their feelings to one another.

The tension was starting to get on everyone else's nerves even Richard mr love himself.

Sorano was the one who had snapped at them, yelling to just freaking admit that they liked each other.

Cobra and Midnight had to go somewhere private to talk.

Midnight waited for Cobra to say something,but he grew impatient,and just pulled Cobra in for a kiss.

Cobra is warm thanks to his dragon slayer magic,and Midnight loves cuddling with him in their shared tent.

Cobra tries not to listen to Midnight's soul,to respect his privacy,but sometimes the nightmares become too loud and he has to wake Midnight up,this usually leads to soft words and kisses.

As mentioned Cobra is very shy when people call him Erik,but he blushes so hard when Macbeth calls him by his real name.

DO NOT let these idiots cook ever!!!!

@fuckyeahmidco

@ftmlmages

#midco #cobra x midnight

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gaymirajane · 4 years ago

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- “Just being together is enough.”

Ship: Macbeth x Erik

Rating: T

WC: 2,500

Commissioned by @useless-slytherclaw <3

There was no way that Erik could feel comfortable, on his knees in the royal courtroom of Crocus. It was bad enough that they all had to wear formal attire - how was he supposed to look at Macbeth in a suit and not become distracted - but they had no idea what they were there for. Prison was the best that Erik could hope for; execution the worst. No matter what happened, they would accept it. After all the crimes that they had committed, there really was no room to argue.

Erik was kneeling, Macbeth in the same position on his right. Jellal was in front, the informal master of their guild, and the other members sat behind Erik and Macbeth. Their heads were all bowed, cast down like condemned men. And maybe that’s what they were. Erik’s heart was racing, desperate for the newly crowned Queen to speak and put them all out of their misery.

“I have decided to set you all free.”

Of all things that Erik was expecting to hear, that wasn’t one of them. He almost fell forward in shock, a plethora of emotions flooding his system and those around him until his mind was a whirlwind of feeling.

“Aren’t we enemies of the state?” Sawyer said in what Erik supposed should have been a whisper, but still Queen Hisui heard.

With a gracious smile, she rose to her feet. “Maybe once, but no longer. You have each found something, or someone, to live for, and it shows.”

Someone to live for.

Erik didn’t intend to glance at Macbeth, but his heart fluttered happily when he realised that Macbeth was looking at him right back.

Queen Hisui continued to speak, explaining her decision and how it would affect the country. Crime Sorciere was allowed to remain intact if they so wished, but she wouldn’t stop them from living normal lives if that was what any of them wanted.

“We cannot guarantee your safety, but we can promise you that you will not be bothered by any persons relating to the government or the crown. You will be permitted to live as you so wish, and you will be left in peace.”

“So we can join other guilds?” Sorano asked hopefully, and the Queen hummed in response.

“Naturally, this will be allowed.” For a moment, her gaze darkened. “But we will not take kindly to any trouble caused through wizarding work.”

They had to be careful then. That was fair enough. Hisui’s expression became warm and inviting once more, and she descended the stairs until she stood in front of Jellal, floor-length gown pooling by his feet.

“I want you to be happy within my kingdom. You may have had… questionable beginnings, but the crown will never be able to repay you for all you did to protect this country.” Queen Hisui offered Jellal her hand, and he took it, standing on shaky legs. “ I will never be able to repay you.”

Everything else she said fell on deaf ears to Erik, as a world he had not truly considered opened up before his very eyes. A home. A family. A future. These weren’t things that Erik had ever been sure he even wanted, but they were an option now, and that was a start.

Jellal turned to face the group, saying something that Erik still didn’t listen to, but when Macbeth got to his feet, so did Erik. They exchanged a glance, but somehow even that felt embarrassing in that moment, because the nature of their relationship was sure to change. Erik was ready for that, if Macbeth was.

The now former members of Crime Sorciere filed out of the Queen’s courtroom, a heavy silence falling when the door clicked shut behind them. Everyone was stunned, staring blankly at one another, the situation too surreal to comprehend.

Meredy moved first, bringing Jellal into a tight hug. There were tears in both of their eyes, and Erik didn’t need to listen to their thoughts to know that they were thinking about Ultear. Sorano slapped Sawyer on the shoulder, laughing loudly; freely, and Richard’s face was streaked with tears. Erik heard Macbeth approach, felt fingers intertwine with his own and then squeeze.

“You okay?” He asked, and after a moment Erik nodded.

“I think so. It’s just a lot to take in.”

“Yeah.” Macbeth hummed. “But we’ll get through this.”

An extra word buzzed around Macbeth’s mind, small and sweet and undeniably theirs.

Together .

Erik grinned at him, let his lips graze Macbeth’s knuckles before he released their hands and joined their group of friends, celebrating a freedom which Erik was still unsure that he deserved.

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Even after three years, Erik felt strange being in large crowds of people. Macbeth didn’t like it much either, but a theatre company had come to town, and it was a play that Macbeth loved. Erik had surprised him with tickets, a fitting way to celebrate their ten-year anniversary. The play wasn’t especially to Erik’s tastes, but the light in Macbeth’s eyes was worth it. Erik could sit through anything if just to see Macbeth smile.

The crowd was thinning, much to Erik’s relief, giving way to a park lit almost exclusively with fairy lights. They had dinner reservations after the show, but that was three hours away. And the crepe stand which Erik spotted a few yards away was looking more and more tempting.

“Do you wanna grab food before the show?” Erik thrust his thumb in the direction of the stall, and Macbeth hummed his agreement, nodding slightly. He always did have a sweet tooth, enjoying the privilege of sugar that they were denied as children. Macbeth leant against a tree, and Erik took that as the indication that he would be buying the food. It was unsurprising; they both had a low tolerance for strangers, but Macbeth was far worse. Erik got in line, with only one little girl and an obnoxiously in-love couple in front of him. They could only have been in their early twenties, with the girls arm looped through her boyfriends, pressing kisses to his cheek as though it were a form of punctuation.

The small girl grabbed her crepe and ran over to people who Erik assumed were her parents. He still listened, just in case she was in danger - Erik didn’t like the idea of a girl around the age of seven wandering off with money on her own - but he could hear memories of her growing up in the minds of the adults she was with. Deeming her safe, Erik moved forward in the queue.

The couple ordered, one crepe between them, and Erik rolled his eyes when the girl once again nuzzled into her boyfriend’s side. He loved Macbeth, of course he did, but Erik was grateful that neither of them were a fan of displaying their affection publicly.

“We might miss the show.” The boyfriend, and the girl laughed; a tinny sound that made Erik wince.

“Any time I spend with you is magical, no matter how simple it is.”

They kissed again, parting only to retrieve their crepe from an uncomfortable looking clerk. The couple paid, not taking their eyes off of each other, and when they passed Erik the boyfriend was feeding his lover a chocolate covered strawberry. Once again, Erik was exceptionally grateful that Macbeth was as reserved as he was.

“What can I get you?” The false cheer of the clerk was obvious; one scan of her mind and Erik could see that she had a young child at home, as well as an elderly relative to care for. She was struggling for money, too.

“One chocolate and one banana.” Erik hadn’t asked Macbeth what he had wanted, but Erik knew that the other man always ordered one of the two; he was content to eat whichever one that Macbeth didn’t want.

“That’ll be ten-thousand Jewel.”

Erik gave her twenty-thousand and told her to keep the change. He felt a wave of gratitude from the woman’s mind, followed by a determination to double his portion size. That wasn’t why he did it of course, but it was a nice gesture from her all the same.

The crepes didn’t take long to prepare, and when Erik took them from the clerk they were bulging from the cardboard covering. He thanked her again and moved around the new customers who had begun to gather behind him, back towards where Macbeth was waiting.

Macbeth’s back was still against the tree, his eyes closed and body still. Most people would have assumed him to be asleep, but of course Erik knew better.

“Chocolate or banana?”

“Chocolate.” Macbeth opened one eye and smiled, purple-painted lips thin and shiny and completely kissable. Erik checked their surroundings quickly before doing just that. When their lips parted, Macbeth took a bite of his crepe and Erik checked his watch.

“Shit, we’d better get going if we want to get there before the show starts.”

Macbeth shrugged. “It doesn’t matter if we miss it. Just spending time together is enough.”

His words were less poetic, but the sentiment rivalled that of the couple who had been buying crepes before Erik. That made his cheeks heat up, knowing that Macbeth felt that way towards him, and Erik was glad that the darkness masked his embarrassment. He realised then that, no matter how you express your love, it was powerful enough just to simply feel it.

No matter how unlikely it had seemed, they had managed to build a life together. They had a home that Erik always wanted to return to, and they were content. Blissfully so. The future seemed brighter than Erik could ever imagine, And even if they still weren’t sure if they wanted a family or not, it didn’t matter at that moment. Not when they had each other.

Erik took Macbeth’s hand, not caring who saw, and walked happily through the park with the man he loved.

* * *

They didn’t need to decide whether or not they wanted to start a family, because a family had found them.

“Dad, have you seen my satchel?”

Erik sighed. “You left it outside the door again, Nyss.”

She paused, frowned, and then ran towards the front of the house, purple pigtails flying comically behind her. Erik continued to fold the washing, checking the time and trying to determine when Macbeth would waken.

It had been three years since Nyssa had moved in with them; she had been nine at the time, a victim of war who had nobody else. Erik and Macbeth had taken temporary custody, relating to her situation, knowing how painful it could be for a child to be alone on the streets, but temporary had soon enough become permanent, and none of the three of them had ever looked back.

“Dad, dad! Look what I found?!” Nyssa came racing back through the house, offering an excited gap-toothed smile… and a large, hairy caterpillar.

“Wow.” Erik couldn’t help but recoil, even when Nyssa pouted.

“It’s a super rare species, only found during the rainy season on the southern continent.” She rubbed her thumb along it’s wriggling green back, and Erik flinched. “We’re so lucky to have one in our front garden.”

“I definitely feel lucky.” Erik gathered up the stack of washing and balanced it on his hip.

Nyssa whined. “Dad!”

But then the door clicked open and her attention was diverted.

“Morning, pa.” She ran to Macbeth, offering him a one-armed hug. He was still bleary from sleep, hair loose and knotted, stubble grazing his pale skin. Macbeth squeezed her back before sliding the caterpillar from her hand.

“These are super rare, Nyss.” He examined the wriggly creature closely. “Are you planning on using the venom?”

Nyssa puffed out her cheeks proudly. “I sure am!”

“Venom?” Erik asked sharply. If this creature was dangerous, he wasn’t thrilled with their twelve-year-old daughter handling it.

“It lets out a venom which is toxic to animals, but only stuns a human.” Macbeth explained, and Erik wondered idly how the hell his husband knew about these insects. He wasn’t leaving Nyssa and Macbeth alone in the library again. “Nyss can use this on enemies.”

Erik knew that was coming. She loved bugs, always had, which had led her to learn Insect Soul, a magic which allowed her to absorb and use properties of different creepy crawlies. It freaked Erik out a little - he would always prefer reptiles - but he would never admit that. He would always encourage anything that made Nyssa happy, within reason, especially after everything she had been through. Erik and Macbeth had grown up with little positive encouragement, with nobody in the world except each other and their small circle of friends. They wanted more than that for Nyssa, would provide it as best as they could.

“My venom is gonna be stronger than your poison one day, dad.” Nyssa grinned, and Erik ruffled her hair.

“We’ll see about that.” He smiled at her, feeling a love that he hadn’t known he was capable of. Macbeth brought out the best in him, but this was something different. Something deeper. They were parents now; Nyssa didn’t see them as criminals, queers, or any other label that had been thrown at them over the years. She saw them as they were, two men who loved each other, and loved her just as much. To be accepted by someone so innocent, that was the freedom that Erik had craved.

He bent down low, easing the caterpillar from Macbeth’s hand and laying his palm flat, so that Nyssa could easily take it from him.

“Go grab your satchel and put this guy back.”

Nyssa kissed him on the cheek, scooping the caterpillar up and running out the house. “Yes dad.”

Standing up straight again, Macbeth leant his head on Erik’s shoulder, sighing happily.

“I’ve been thinking…”

“That’s never good.” Erik teased, earning himself a backhanded slap to his chest.

“I’ve been thinking,” Macbeth started again. “That being an only child might be lonely for Nyss.”

Erik’s eyes widened. What had been left unsaid was obvious enough; he had been thinking a similar thing himself. But it was a big decision to make, especially since they were nearing fifty. They weren’t as young as they used to be, and one child could be challenging enough.

“You sure?” Erik ran his fingers through Macbeth’s hair, more grey than black now. The other man nodded.

“It’s something to think about, anyway.”

Erik hummed his agreement, pulling away from Macbeth when Nyssa came barrelling back into their home.

“Found it!” She held up her satchel proudly, and the morning continued as it did most days. The thought of another child was a complicated one; they were happy as they were now. Would that change with an addition to their family? Erik didn’t know. But they had the freedom to choose now, a novelty that he would no doubt never be used to.

In their youth, they had crumbled societies and brought the most powerful men to their knees; Erik thought that those days of adventures were behind him, but when Macbeth settled on their settee, and Nyssa curled up on his lap, Erik thought that growing old with the man he loved, in the home they had built together, was truly the greatest adventure of all.

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