#makarov is a werewolf here yeah

[daordinarylinchen]

illustration for my fanfic which I drew at the end of february🐺🍑

nsfw versions: 1 and 2

[ryugujitr]

Okay so how about hc’s of bois from 141 going to camp with Ghost protecting Roach because he is scared of noises 🤣 and Soap getting -0 sleep

ROUND 1: packing up.

Price, carrying a large backpack with a whole kitchen, tent and food: I got what I need, you three are left.

Soap, carrying a smaller backpack, his tent and his journal (the journal’s most secured): I’m done too.

Ghost, dragging Roach’s dufflebag on the floor and carrying his own backpack, yelling: ROACH, SINCE WHEN DO I EVEN CARRY YOUR STUFF?!

Roach, putting on slick glasses and an adventure hat, smiling: You complain too much, Ghost.

Price, sighing at the two: Alright alright, get in the car.

ROUND 2: the forest.

*Price just unpacking his things*

*Soap getting ready two tents, one for him and one for Roach and Ghost, also looking behind at Roach and Ghost just to make sure they don’t get the journal*

*Ghost leaning on a tree, and Roach talking random shit to him*

Price, looking up at the two: Oi, you two make yourselves useful and get the fire and seats ready, will you?

Ghost nods, meanwhile Roach looks nervously at their surroundings: Uh, are you sure? We’re going alone not weaponed...

Price: Oh don’t worry Roach, there aren’t wolves or bears around here. If you meet a rabbit, it’ll be only even lucky since we’re in the more clearer territory.

Roach: Yeah, yes sir..

*Ghost and Roach walk and Ghost gets all the wood, meanwhile Roach is just following him carefully*

Round 3: campfire.

*Price, Soap, Ghost and Roach are huddled around the fire*

*Price is frying some potatoes over the fire, while Soap is writing something small in his journal, and Ghost and Roach are talking about something, and Price gets an idea*

Price, leaving the potatoes to fry: Alright, who’s up for forest stories?

*Soap leaves his journal aside and nods*

*Ghost leans over and Roach also nods*

Price: So, there’s a myth I heard about this forest-

Ghost: Price always has a myth about everything. Even this one specific forest.

Price: You may be right, but this one’s the scariest one I’ve heard-

Roach: That’s what you said when we stopped for a break at that abandoned Circus.

Price: Let me finish, alright? Anyway, I’ve heard about one man who used to camp here also. But; one night, he was mysteriously found murdered outside his tent-

Soap: Yeah, classic Captain.

Price, glaring and Soap but getting back to the story: He’s believed he escaped his funeral. However, after a couple months after, some family went missing around here. They were also supposed to be camping, but they never made it home.

Roach: *screech* AHHH-

*Ghost and Soap flinch beside him, while Price’s eyes widen out of instinct*

Roach, chuckling: Sorry, sorry.. I won’t do it, hehe.

Ghost: If you do that in the middle of the night, I’m forcing Soap to change tents.

Soap: Not gonna happen, lieutenant.

*Everyone laughs and continues talking*

ROUND 4: werewolf.

Ghost: *rolling around aggressively his sleepingbag*

Roach: *trembling, sitting up*

*tree branch crack*

Roach: *screech* AHHH!-

Ghost, sitting up aggressively and looking over at Roach in panic, then realizing it was him and punching him in the shoulder: rOACH, STOP THAT!

Roach, grabbing Ghost aggressively by the shoulders: Ghost, there’s something out there! I heard a noise! *whisper yell*

Ghost, pushing him off: It’s nothing! It’s just fuckin’ Soap probably in his tent!

Soap, from the outside and sitting by the campfire shivering: What the hell are you two doing?! Go back to sleep, you’ll wake captain up then he’ll beat all of our arses!

Ghost, slapping his forehead disappointingly: Just go back to fuckin’ sleep, Roach.

Roach: Right. Sorry...

*After a while*

Price outside, laying on his back on a campfire bench with his hat over his eyes: *aggressive snoring*

Roach: *agressively sits up* What was that?!

Ghost, furious he can’t get any sleep, sitting up too and punching Roach with his pillow: What the fuck is it now?!

Roach: There’s something out there, Ghost!

*somewhere further away in bushes, Makarov and Shepherd are hiding with a recorder and a CD*

Makarov: Here’s the CD.

Shepherd: Alright- *agressive Price snoring*

Shepherd: Who the hell was that?

Makarov: Huh, who knew Price snored this much?

*Makarov and Shepherd proceed to play the “Werewolf” CD*

Price: *rolls over to his side but proceeds to snore even more*

Roach, aggressively sitting up in cold sweat: WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?! Oh my God, we’re done, we’re all gonna die.. This is the day... *proceeds to hug his knees*

Ghost, huffing furiously and also sitting up: I’VE HAD ENOUGH! LISTEN HERE ROACH, I’M GONNA GO INTO THE FOREST, GO TO THE PEOPLE PLAYING THIS BULLSHIT AND SHOVE THE RECORDER RIGHT UP THEIR ARSES, AND I’M GOING TO AN ELECRTIC CHAIR FOR YE!

Soap, putting down his journal curiously and looking behind his back, also having eyebags to the floor: What the hell..

[faewildscalling]

The Cursed Girl (Mescana)

This is an AU type one shot for @thewritingstar and @sobatsu 's fictober free day.

Cana POV:

I sigh and look out the window of my tower. My animal friends bring me more booze. I thank them and drink the boredom away. I've been locked this tower for years. I used to be a successful mage. Now I'm just the depressed drunk girl. Most people wouldn't mess with me.

One day, I refused to marry this Sorcerer that approached me. He thought I was beautiful but I wasn't interested.  As punishment for refusing him, he cursed me to be a monster during the day. I'm normal at nighttime. He also locked me up and left me here to rot. I've tried to break the spell but my power seems not to work. What the hell did he do to me? I'm not sure but I hate it. I'm no longer myself.

I look out the window once more. What else could I do? I start feeling the booze.  At least when I'm drunk its not as bad. I see a figure approaching the tower. I hide away in the shadows. It's still daytime. I don't want anyone to see me like this. 

I watch from the shadows as a rough looking man comes in. He has a scar on his cheek and his hair looks a bit wild. What is he doing here? He explores the area. I backup and accidentally knock over a bottle of booze. His head whips around to my hiding spot. We both freeze with wide eyes. I'm internally panicking.

"Who are you?" He asked curiously. "Just go ahead and leave. I'm bad luck, man." I say fearfully. He squints trying to see me. "Come on out. Please, I'm not gonna harm you." He says. "No! I don't want anyone to see me. Isn't that obvious?" I snap at him. He then walks over to me. I back away till my back hits the wall. Shit! He looks at me now that he's closer. "What are you?" He looks more curious than anything else.

"I'm a monster obviously or are you blind?" I reply. "Then why do you have a human voice and human eyes?" He says. I frown and decide to tell him the truth. "I'm human but only at night. I've been cursed to be this monster by day. Now go on and run away!" I reply bitterly. "How about I try to help you break the curse?" He asked. "I can't break it on my own. The guy who put it on me must be a powerful sorcerer. How could you possibly help me if I can't do a damn thing about it myself?" I ask. "I'm a mage and know of a place full of other mages. I could teleport us there and maybe someone can break the curse or tell us how to break it. I'm sure someone has to know." He smiles.

He looks trustworthy when he smiles instead of his serious face. I down some more booze. "Sure, can we go at night though? I don't like people seeing me like this. I'd rather not be chased by an angry mob." I say as I gesture to my beast like appearance. I swear it's like a reverse version of being a werewolf. "Sure at nightfall we can teleport there." He replied. "T-teleport? I don't know to teleport!" I blurt out. He chuckles at my surprised face.

"Just hold on to me and I'll do all the work." He says. "By the way my name is Mest Gryder. You?" He raises an eyebrow. "The name is Cana Alberona. Nice to meet ya." I reply. I then take another drink. Nightfall will be soon. Then I'll be back to normal.

**time skip**

The sun sets and finally I feel my body returning to normal. A glow surrounds my body and I become my normal self. I'm a brunette with long wavy hair and purple eyes. Mest looks up with a surprised expression and turns away with a slight blush. I'm wearing a bikini top and a skirt.

"Yo Mest, Nice to meet you in my natural state." I say smirking. I grab a bottle of booze and down the whole thing. "Ready to go to Fairy Tail?" He asked. I raise a brow. "What exactly is Fairy Tail? You didn't explain earlier." I say suspiciously. It's a mage guild were people get work and make alliance or teams." You can probably find someone who can help lift the curse." He replies.

I nod and he grabs my arm. I feel my stomach lurch then we are in a different place. I look around to see what looks like a large tavern with an upstairs and a job board. This place is so much better than my tower. I head straight to the bar and order a drink from the pretty bartender with long white hair. Mest just sighs and goes to a small old man and a short blue haired girl. After speaking they walk over and introduce themselves.

"Welcome to Fairy tail. My name is Makarov. I'm the master here. Mest said you need our help breaking a curse?" He asked. "Yeah. During the day I'm cursed to be a werewolf like monster. At night I'm what you see here. Some creep cursed me cause I refused to marry him. Never going near that jerk again. If I ever do seem him...well, let's just say he's getting a major ass kicking." I huffed and gulped down the drink the barmaid named Mira set down for me.

The master nodded and the blue haired girl who said her name was Levy looked deep in thought. Then her eyes lit up and she ran off to I'm guessing a library. I shrug and ask for a barrel. Mira hands it to me and I happily chug some of it. Mest pulls me away from the bar. I started protesting.

"Let's help Levy. Don't you want to break the curse?" He asked seriously. I sigh and pout but agree. We walk into a massive library. Levy looks up with these red glasses on. "I found it. Basically it's a cliche curse." She says. "And what does that mean, Little blue?" I asked.

"So it says a kiss from your soul mate will break it. I call them cliche curses cause it's like a fairy tale curse almost." she states. "So I gotta find love and kiss the guy? How the hell am I supposed to find my soulmate?" I asked. Levy shrugged. Mest looks up. "I guess you need to hang out and find someone who accepts both parts of you like I did. It's not impossible." He shrugs. I slightly blush. Now that I think of it, he is the first one to accept me. I wonder what the rest of this guild will think tomorrow.

Mest offers to let me stay at his place. I accept and we go there. "Thank you for all your help. I really appreciate it. I still think you're strange." I tell him on the way. "I don't mind helping. No one deserves to be cursed. " He says. I wonder where he got his scar. He must have gone through his share of hard times. I lay down on the couch and fall asleep.

I wake in the morning as a beast. I sigh and grab some booze. Mest walks in and greets me like I'm a normal person. I tell him how I don't wanna go anywhere as a beast. So he decides to stay with me at the house. We talk as I drink. I get the urge to mess with his hair. I run my fingers through his hair gently and unconsciously trace his scar. He blushes and leans away. I noticed what I was doing. "S-sorry. Alcohol."  I quickly blame it on that.

I feel at ease with him and I've never had that before. I wouldn't mind him being my soulmate even if he is a but weird. I saw him eat a flower cause he wanted to know how it tasted....like that's just odd. We hang out till I turn into my normal self. I challenge him to a drinking contest. I win obviously but then I'm distracted by him  playing with my hair. I blush and push him away. He falls over and laughs then comes up to me looking more sober.

"Your gorgeous Cana. Even as a beast and I mean it." He looks sober and serious. I look up at him and he pulls me into a kiss. My eyes widen in surprise before I wrap my arms around him bury my fingers into his hair and deepening the kiss. He had a hand on my lower back and the back on my head, buried into my hair.  A glow surrounds us and we look outside to see we stayed up all night drinking and hanging out. Its sunrise but I'm not transforming. The curse is broken. I look at Mest and smile. "Look it's broken. The sappy shit was true. Guess you're my soulmate, ya weirdo." He kisses me again and we head over to the guild to tell them the good news.