#nalu modern AU

[imnothereokuwu]

They're getting ready 💐

How do they fit in that one tub? Natsu had to be a chair. Inspired by Fairy Tail Opening 18 ✨

[bumblebeehug]

modern au happy being a cat that hates it when people other than natsu touches him. he's gladly around, chattering his mouth off, jumping up on tables and sitting on the chairs by the dining table, but pull out your hand and he'll run away faster than lighting. except for the fact that one day happy (who's an indoor cat) jumpes out an open window and natsu walks around the entire block, calling out for him. and suddenly he's met by this gorgeous blonde girl with huge brown eyes and a tiny, shaky, white dog beside her, and wait-

"Is this your cat?" she asks, HOLDING his bluish gray cat, and to natsu's surprise? he doesn't struggle at all? in fact, is he making bisquits on her chest?

anyways happy's obsessed with lucy in every universe (and plue is an odd looking shaky dog - the only dog happy isn't scared of, in every universe)

(happy saw a certain white cat on a catio in the neighbourhood and of course went to give her a gift)

[beebeeswee]

because I'M struggling with my deadlines: here's how i think fairy tail reacts to meeting deadlines.

lucy: she will not stop working, her friends have to physically pry her away from her desk because she will not do anything else, including eating or sleeping, until it's perfect. which it will be. an entire day early.

natsu: he forgets about it (lucy has a joint calendar and reminds him), but doesn't get stressed and then just hands in whatever he wants.

erza: preaches to everyone else the importance of never leaving things to the last minute and will offer really good advice. in actuality she writes everything the morning it's due and no-one knows.

levy: levy knows. erza is repeating everything levy has told her. levy does everything on time but is secretly wracked with anxiety and completely disappears to work in her room the week leading up to it. gajeel has to spoon feed her ramen so she stays alive.

gray: procrastinates until the stars align 12 hours before it's due, pulls a single all nighter and writes it perfectly.

juvia: has the most beautifully written notes, colour coded and with fancy writing pens. she never consistently remembers when it's actually due though and so sometimes she's very prepared and other times she's so stressed about missing it she causes a small monsoon.

wendy: gets very easily overwhelmed and so carla / team natsu/ gajeel / honeslty anyone in fairy tail because she's their collective little sister, pays a visit to whoever set the deadline and now suddenly wendy doesn't need to do it anymore.

laxus: always meets deadlines perfectly and is completely nonchalant the entire time. unbothered. moisturised. well slept.

freed: doesn't sleep in order to write his and laxus' to the highest standard. and he wouldn't change a thing.

[shiiro-arts]

hear me out... nonbinary(probably also transfem) demisexual bi natsu x nonbinary asexual bi lucy...*scuttles out of the room*

and lucy with bi gradient dye on the ends of her hair-

okey, this looks horrible and I did it extremely fast but I really hope I didn't disappoint

[octorockff]

Rush Hour

Lucy hated rush hour with a passion. Who in their right mind would like to squeeze in jam-packed transporting tube, filled with body odors and humid air? No sir, not her.

But the young editor didn’t have a choice as her boss Jason, the chief editor of the Crocus Weekly, had urgently requested her to gather the material to prepare for their sudden, exclusive interview with the hot shot - Salamander last minute.

Being a people pleaser and this was her boss, whom had helped her greatly when she was just starting out her career and normally was very reasonable with working hour, of all people, she readily agreed.

But she hasn’t anticipated the amount of work she had to pour in to prepare the material. Admittedly, sport was never her forte and this Salamander guy, who supposed to be a rising star in the baseball world, surprisingly having little to no information at all about him.

From grapevine, she learned that the guy avoided the paparazzi and presses like plague. The only information about him she got from the internet was general information that his club had released publicly, or snippets from group interviews.

Why he decided to change his mind and do an exclusive interview now of all time was beyond her. But she knew this was too good of an opportunity to pass up, and the information they collected from the Salamander himself would definitely put their magazine in the leading place.

With little information to work with, it certainly made her job all a lot harder. But Lucy has always been known as an overachiever, and she had never backed down from a challenge before. If anything, she was more than determined to scrape together whatever information nuggets she could find.

And finished it she did. With a list of strategic questions and leading topics that would surely encourage interesting answers, Lucy mentally patted herself on the back for making Jason proud.

However, that also meant her little investigation and info digging session dragged on longer than necessary. Meaning she was stuck in the worst possible train ride ever during rush hour.

Being squeezed between sweaty and depressed office workers was just what she needed on a Friday evening (not!).

And to make the matter worse, the hanging handle was just a bit out of her reach even if she tiptoed, snuffing out her last hope to stay balance on the occasional jerking train ride. Curse fate for her inconvenient height and the fact that all seats were taken!

A phantom feeling of her butt being groped filled Lucy’s veins with ice at the audacity of the pervert who dared to grope her blatantly in public.

Indignant swelled her heart and fueled her temper as the blonde turned around, ready to give the dirty fleabag a piece of her mind, when the sudden jerk of the train threw her off balance and sent her careening towards the door.

Cursing her rotten luck, Lucy squeezed her eyes shut and braced for the painful impact. But her falling momentum was reverse when the she felt something encircled her waist, pulling her body flushed against a wall of solid and warm muscles.

The smell of sandalwood and patchouli, with a hint of smoky campfire, filled her nostrils and Lucy couldn’t help but take a big sniff of the wonderful scent. She was a sucker for drool-worthy scent damnit!

Finally gaining her balance back, Lucy’s body went stiff as she realized the thing that wrapped around her waist in a vice-like grip was a toned, tanned arms - definitely belonged to a man, was still there. And it seemed like he had no intention to let go just yet.

Despite this man had saved her from a rather painful bump, the blonde was still skeptical of this total stranger and his intention with her. For all she knew, he could be the pervert that groped her earlier.

“Miss, miss! Are you alright?”

Turning around in the slightly slacken hold, Lucy was met with a rather stunning face, despite half of his upper features were shadowed by the band of his baseball cap.

Straight, high-bridged nose, cut jawline with sharp cheekbones, and a pair of brightly-lit, slanted viridescent staring down at her as his thin lips forming words she couldn’t hear. This guy easily ranked high in her top 10 of most attractive men list, and Lucy had had interviewed numerous hot celebrities to know what a good looking man was.

“Hey, are you listening? Did you somehow hit your head during your fall?” A large, calloused hand waved in front of her face, snapping the blonde out of her stupor. Heat rushing up her face and she was sure her complexion now rivaled that of a tomato. Damn, it must have been quite sometimes since she actually being in a close-range with such a handsome, good-smelling man that she was lost in a trance. Control yourself Lucy!

“No, I’m fine. I’m just a bit disoriented from the fall that I didn’t hear what you’re saying. Thank you for saving me.” Lucy signed as she put her hands against his chest to put a bit of distance between them, not that she could moved further out even if she wished, seeing how jam-packed the people around them still were. It’s a good thing those people didn’t care enough to pay attention to her and the mysterious guy.

“Aye, that’s great to hear! I’m glad you’re okay. Wouldn’t want you to smash your head against the door, it quite painful from my experience.” A toothy grin stretched across his face, showing off his sharp incisors and lit up his demeanor despite the shadow of his cap.

She couldn’t help giggle a little at his carefree remark, and she swore his smile stretched a tad bit wider and eyes a lil more sparkling at her laughing. But that was far-fetched thinking, so she quickly brushed it off as the lighting.

“So..what make you almost kiss the door like that?” He tilted his head and Lucy thought he looked like a curious puppy, a really cute one at that. But the reminder left the blonde in a sour mood as she thought back of the blatant disrespect she had faced.

Her expression must have been off putting, when the tall guy waved a hand in front of her face: “Whoa, you don’t have to tell me if it’s make you uncomfortable. I’m just worried - ah no, curious, yes, that’s all..”

Warmth filled her heart at his concern, not only he’s cute, but also kind as well, score Lucy! Patting his arm, which she now noticed was still wound around her waist loosely and something in her screamed how right it felt, she effectively stopped his sputtering and smile kindly at his reddening face.

“No, it’s okay. I’m just mad at the douche who dared to grope me earlier. I was about to give him a piece of my mind when the train jerked and threw me off balance.” A light frown marred his handsome face as he pursed his lips at her explanation.

“Well that’s not cool at all. No one should go through something like that. If you recognize the guy, let me know and I’ll be happy to pound him for ya.”

“Well, isn’t that nice of you Mr. Shining knight in armor. But unfortunately, I didn’t see their face so I guess they’re lucky to escape your justice wraith.”

“I’m no knight. I prefer to be known as a Dragon instead and you betcha I’m gonna beat the bad guys with my awesome dragon powers!”

Lucy laughed, and soon both of them guffawed at his silly declaration, making a few heads turned and stared at them incredulously due to their loud volume. But the blonde couldn’t find it in herself to care, too busy thinking how it was so easy to talk and joke around with a guy she just met.

Finally calmed down enough, she realized she didn’t even know the name of her savior, and that they were still standing so close that she could feel the warmth of the man’s body seeped through her clothes.

Blushing at their close proximity, and the fact that how unnaturally comfortable she was interacting and touching with a total stranger, Lucy spoke up:

“Say..I believe I didn’t catch your name. Mind telling me so I could thanks you properly?” Her fingers skirted up the length of his arms, barely rested on the man’s shoulder blade as she fluttered her eyelashes at him.

Lucy could hear his breath hitched and his pupils dilated, the hand on her waist unconsciously tighten its grip as his pretty eyes bored their gaze into hers.

Normally, she wouldn’t be so bold to flirt with a total stranger right off the bat, only when under the influence of alcohol or within the setting of social gathering. But she was heavily attracted to the man in front of her, be it his look or his charming personality, and she didn’t know if she’d ever see him again.

And Lucy was confident he’s interested in her too. She knew she was blessed with good genes and curves in all the right places, and was witty enough to hold any types of conversation. And not to mention, she was certain her savior had definitely tried to prolonged the contact and conversation between the two of them as he had yet to let go, or excuse himself after helping her.

That was all the good signs, so why not let him know she was interested as well?

“Why, how forgetful I was. But it couldn’t be help when you was the only thing I could focus on, any minor details seemed to slip my mind.” His voice dropped to a low timbre, the baritone tickled her brain in the most delicious way, and his large warm hand on her back pushed her closer until their front pressed flushed together.

“The name Natsu, and yours?” His name practically rolled off his tongue in a near purr. Natsu leaned down closer until the tips of their noses nearly touched, and Lucy could see tiny specks of gold ladened within his pools of vivid green.

For a fleeting second, his name reminded the blonde of Salamander, both of them bore the same name after all. But there’s no way the famed baseball player would end up on the same train, and openly flirted with her..right?

From what she knew, if there’s anything that could instantly rat out the sport star, it would be his shocking pink hair and motion sickness.

But the guy in front of her looked fine, though his cap had hidden any visible hair strands, and the varsity jacket he wore made it hard to tell whether he had any motion patches on or not.

Anyways, she quickly dismissed her silly thoughts and focused back on the sole objectives of getting this cute guy’s contact.

“It’s Lucy. And your name would definitely look amazing on my contact list.” She matched his tone, and her full lips curved up in a sensual smile that would surely swayed any man to see her ways.

“Pretty name for a pretty girl. I like your confidence, it looks hella sexy on you. Was ‘bouta ask for your number anyways, cuz I’d love to see you again beautiful girls”

Inwardly, Lucy nearly swooned from his praises and her ego had sky-rocketed to the roof for snatching such a hunk. But she maintained a cool facade and dig through her purse to get the phone.

After exchanging their contacts, the blonde was about to chat with Natsu some more when the intercom announced the arrival of her destination.

Sullen from the abrupt end of their conversation, Lucy reluctantly pushed herself away from the male, when he caught her hand and raised her palm to his lips, putting a light peck to the skin.

“Text me when you’re home, I wanna know if you’ve arrived safely” Natsu mumbled, his slightly chapped lips moving against her palm, effectively turning Lucy into a tomato with how flushed her face became.

Pulling her hands away, she gave him a timid nod and a bashful smile, no longer the brazen girl as she escaped from their own bubbles previously, as she rushed off the train before the door closed off.

Watching the train rode off, her stomach was filled with butterfly and a mixture of elated and nervous feeling swelled up her heart, and Lucy couldn’t help but cupped her mouth and squealed a little like a crushing schoolgirl at the whole event.

Who knew getting stuck within a rush-hour train ride, would lead her to such amazing encounter - as if it was fated. Lucy really hoped that they would get to meet each other again.

Little did she know, her wish would be granted in such a spectacular way, and led to something more than what she could ever hope for.

[lucyskies]

pov: you're scrolling through natsu dragneel's insta story

[legofanguy]

Fairy Tail modern au

A Fairy Tail modern au for @promptsbytaurie event AUgust 2024 day 4 modern featuring characters from Fairy Tail.

The group of friends of Natsu, Lucy, Gray, Juvia, Gajeel, Levy, Erza, and Jellal drop off their children to the kindergarten school, with the mothers wishing their children to have a nice day.

[teleiapotami]

WIP Wednesday!!

Here's a piece of a tumblr smut prompt I started a while back. <3

Prompts: No, I’m not being overdramatic! / *grumble* Some people are way too touchy. /" No, I can't be polite to them if they're treating you like you were just there to please them."

WIP Title: Corporate Benefits

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He’d been watching them all day. Well, to be honest, he’d been watching them for several days. But today was the worst. He leaned back in his chair, neglecting his notes in favor of watching his secretary move around the conference table delivering the most pointless items to the lecherous old fucks around him. Every set of eyes followed her as she moved back to her seat at his side.

She had barely sat down when one of them spoke up. “Oh, I forgot to grab a highlighter. You don’t mind getting one for me sweetheart, do you?”

Lucy hid her grimace behind a beautiful smile, but Natsu knew better. He saw the way her shoulders tensed as she rose yet again. She placed the highlighter, which had been within the man’s reach in the first place, on his notepad. As she turned away, his hand came up and swatted her on the rear. “Thanks, Doll,” he chuckled.

Natsu slammed his hands down on the table with a growl. “That’s enough. Miss Heartfilia is not a doll or your sweetheart. She is one of the most brilliant minds this company has ever seen, and you would do well to remember that. This meeting is over. I will contact you if we decide to move forward with the partnership,” he spat, gripping the edge of the table to keep from strangling the fucker.

Most of the men stood and collected their things. Those who worked for him recognized the signs of his temper and knew it was time to get out or get burned. The two men from the other company didn’t budge.

“Now Mr. Dragneel, I know you are young,” Natsu’s eyes flashed dangerously, making the old man pause momentarily before foolishly pressing ahead. “But that is no excuse for your temper. Why don’t you sit down, and we can continue the meeting?” He turned his eyes back to Lucy, but Natsu slammed a fist onto the desk.

“GET. OUT. I won’t repeat myself.”

He watched as they huffed and made their way out, muttering under their breaths. Lucy closed the door behind them, then set about closing the blinds on the large windows that looked out into the hallway. Once they were all closed and the door was locked, she moved around the table to his side.

He was still standing with his fists planted on the table, his shoulders hunched, and his head dropped down, trying to control his temper. Tentatively she brushed her hand against his shoulder. “Thank you for the kind things you said. I understand that you were frustrated but you should still try to be—”

“No,” he growled. "No, I can't be polite to them when they treat you like you are just there to please them.” He looked up, his eyes burning into hers. “He touched you, Lucy. I wanted to rip his arm off.”

“That’s how things are between us too you know. I think you’re being a bit overdramatic Natsu. He’s not the first CEO to grab my ass Mr. Dragneel,” she teased, lifting one of his arms to slip in between them. “And I’m fairly certain he won’t be the last either.” His frown deepened.

“I am not being overdramatic! And that’s….that’s different. That’s an agreement we made together, not me just grabbing you without permission!” He knew she was trying to draw him out of his temper. Her fingers were stroking his jawline slowly and her warm, honey-colored eyes were turned up to his, shining with barely concealed amusement.

[jellofiishh]

Lucy in my FT au!!

(Text closeup under the cut :3)

[xanvasofxords]

Lucy shrieks seeing the feline making itself comfortable on her bed, so loud that her own ears hurt. Natsu rushes into the room a minute later with a puzzled look on his face.

“What the heck, Lucy?”

The blonde just glares at him with hands on her hips. He doesn’t notice until the blue creature jumps off the bed and into his arms with a mewl.

“Oh this. I found him outside earlier. How about we name him Happy?”

“What- Natsu!”

[aldrendaux]

Story: Cute As Fuck

By RayreeAnne

Summary: "Lucy Heartfilia orders a pizza at night to settle her craving, and a cute guy named Natsu Dragneel delivers it to her. All because of a little review she left, the two of them are now talking and seeing each other! Who knows what else life has in store for them? (Inspired by on-novacaine on Tumblr.) (This was supposed to be a one-shot...)"

[nalu-gifs]

Natsu is jealous of some random weirdo Lucy met at the library. That's it. I love your writing though.

Thank you, anon! �� I kinda ran away with this one...tried something a little different. It was really fun!

College AU, Natsu POV. Natsu and Lucy are BFFs. Oh, and Natsu is painfully aware that he's in love with her.

Find this on AO3 here.

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Study Buddies

Natsu approached the table with a steaming latte in each hand and a look of dismay smeared across his face. A stack of books and notebooks, her laptop, all sorts of pens and highlighters and sticky notes—her side of the table sat in stark contrast to his, which bore no more than a single textbook and notebook, along with a cheap pen that had long since lost its cap.

“Uh…Lucy?” he asked. “Do ya really need all that stuff?”

“Of course I do,” she replied confidently, as she zipped up her backpack and set it aside. “You have to put the work in if you want to get good grades, you know.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Natsu sighed, and he handed her one of the coffees before settling into his own chair. He took a long, slow sip, once more surveying his best friend’s impressive array of study materials. She’d been like this for as long as he had known her. He often teased her for it, but really, he admired her work ethic and intelligence. He wished he could focus the way she was able to, then maybe he’d get better grades. Then maybe he would be able to impress her.

‘Cause the truth was…he was in love with her.

“’Kay, Natsu,” she said, knocking him from his brief reverie, “Do you wanna start with Bio or Classic Lit?” Her soft brown eyes shone brightly, full of energy.

He blinked back at her. “Huh? Oh, uh…doesn’t matter to me. You can pick.”

“How about Bio?”

“Sounds good.”

They each cracked open their Biology textbooks and got to work. On his own, Natsu didn’t really know where to start. It wasn’t that he didn’t understand the material, but rather that he struggled to structure his study time. He’d get distracted, then frustrated, and by the end have accomplished far less than he set out to do. Lucy made all that better. She always had a plan. She was always organized and focused, and she patiently guided him back to the topic at hand when his mind began to stray. She was the best study buddy a guy could ask for.

Plus, she smelled real nice.

An hour or so later, Natsu, leaning over some note cards Lucy had prepared, said, “So, the lysosome translates RNA into DNA—”

“That’s ribosomes.”

Natsu’s brow furrowed. “I thought those break stuff down?”

“That’s lysosomes,” Lucy giggled; “you’ve got them mixed up.”

Natsu sat back in his chair with a groan and ran his fingers through his salmon-pink hair. “Ah, damn it. I just can’t keep everything straight.”

“Don’t worry, you can do it!” Lucy encouraged him, smiling warmly, then she pressed a finger against her chin and pondered, “Hmmmm…how about a trick to help you remember? Lysosome…’Lys’…kind of sounds like ‘slice’. Slice things up. Lysosomes ‘slice’ things up, in a way. Does that help?”

Natsu rolled her suggestion around his brain for a few moments and felt he could easily commit it to memory. Lucy was so good at this. And so very, very beautiful.

“Natsu?”

“Y-Yeah,” he said after a longer-than-intended pause. “That definitely helps; thanks!”

“Great!” Lucy winked and offered a thumbs up.

CUTE. She’s so freakin’ cute. Gah.

When the pair decided they had spent enough time on biology, they moved on to literature.

“Okay! Time for Ego and Enmity!” Lucy produced her paperback copy, brimming with multicolored sticky notes throughout its pages. She ran her hand lovingly along the well-worn spine, and Natsu got the feeling she had read the book long before this course ever assigned it to her. “I just love Eliza and Mr. Barcy, don’t you? Their romance is just so…” Lucy didn’t finish the thought with words, but instead with a dreamy sigh. She then cocked her head at the absence of Natsu’s copy of the novel on the other side of the table. “Didn’t you bring yours?”

“I, uh, kinda forgot it,” Natsu replied sheepishly, then quickly added, “but I did read it, I swear!”

“Sheesh,” Lucy sighed, leaning back in her chair, though her accompanying eye roll spoke of friendly teasing more than annoyance. “Well, I’m sure you can borrow a copy from the library for today. Let me go grab one.” She slid her chair back, but Natsu sprung to his own feet before she had a chance to stand up.

“No, no, I’ll get it!” he insisted.

Lucy nodded and scooted her chair forward once more. Just before Natsu turned toward the stacks, she added, “And another latte?”

Natsu chuckled. “Sure.” He turned but was stopped by one final addendum.

“Ooo—actually, a mocha?”

He pivoted back toward her with a sideways grin. “Jeez, make up your mind!”

“A mocha, please!” she declared. “You’re the best, Natsu!”

Natsu winked—ugh, why’d ya do that, you idiot!—and turned once more to go fetch a copy of their book. He was glad for the reprieve, however brief, to collect his thoughts.

Because here was the real truth: he’d only just recently come to the earth-shattering conclusion that he was in love with his best friend. As in, within the last month or so. After years of intimate friendship. And ever since this unfortunate realization, any time spent with her required nearly all his focus in order to maintain his cool and pretend everything was normal, the way it had always been—because there was absolutely no way she felt the same way. The only thing worse than this unrequited love would be to make her so uncomfortable that they couldn’t even be friends anymore. And so, he was determined to squash these feelings and keep them hidden from her. He could still spend lots of time with her, hear her musical laugh, smell her sweet natural perfume, protect her…even if he couldn’t touch her in the way he truly wanted. To his great fortune, she did spend most of her free time with him, after all.

Natsu tousled his hair in an attempt to reset his brain and realized he had been aimlessly wandering among the aisles of shelves. Right; the book. Gotta find the book.

After a quick stop at the library terminal, which revealed there were in fact no copies of this particular novel available, Natsu ventured over to the location just in case, only to find that indeed all copies had been checked out. He grumbled and rubbed the back of his neck for a moment, wondering how quickly he could run back to his apartment and grab his own copy. Trouble was, he did not live close by, and it would likely take well over a half hour to get there and back.

Natsu wandered back toward the table he shared with Lucy in order to deliver the news, only to stop short halfway across the room. Someone was sitting in his seat. His seat. With Lucy.

The two of them were sharing an animated conversation. The intruder, a brown-haired guy Natsu recognized from one of their classes but whose name escaped him, leaned forward over the table and said something that made Lucy laugh. The guy’s arms extended even further so that they encroached upon Lucy’s study space. She was sitting straight up in her chair but by no means recoiling from him. Natsu then noticed two new steaming cups from the library coffee shop, one in front of each of them. His jaw clenched.

“—very true. I do wonder if Professor Makarov ever saw—oh, Natsu!” Lucy paused in whatever she was saying as Natsu stepped up to the table. “You know Peter, right? From our Classic Lit class?”

“Hey, Natsu!” this so-called Peter greeted him with a small wave and a freakin’ annoying grin. “I saw Lucy sitting here when I was in line at the coffee shop, so I grabbed her an amaretto latte. Sorry I didn’t get you anything—didn’t realize you were here, too.”

Natsu stared back at him in silence for a moment before uttering, “Lucy hates amaretto.”

“N-No I don’t!” she countered quickly. Yes, she did. “I-It’s not necessarily my top choice, but I do like it. Thank you again, that was very kind,” she shot Natsu a quick sideways glare, “of you.”

Natsu stood silently, staring daggers at the punk who stole his seat as if that was enough to transport him to another planet.

After a beat of awkward silence, Peter said, “Mind if I join you? We’re all studying the same book, after all.” He gave his closed messenger bag a light pat to indicate a copy of Ego and Enmity lay within.

“No.” Natsu continued to stare at him.

Peter shifted uncomfortably and croaked, “U-Uh…”

Out of the corner of his eye, Natsu could see Lucy gaping at him. “Natsu! Peter, of course you can stu—”

“No,” Natsu repeated. “We’re studying alone.”

The cloud of tension surrounding the table could have been cut with a knife. Peter and Lucy exchanged one final glance before the former slid his chair back and rose with his messenger bag. He had barely stepped out of the way before Natsu reclaimed the seat, causing Peter to have to sidestep awkwardly to remove himself.

“I, uh…I’ll see you guys in class, then,” Peter mumbled before walking away.

With the uninvited guest gone at last, Natsu clasped his hands atop the table, cleared his throat, and proceeded to study the grain of the wood.

Several beats of silence ensued, and he felt the intense gaze of his partner radiate from the other side of the table.

At last, Lucy spoke up. “What the hell was that, Natsu?” she hissed. “Why were you so rude to him?!”

Natsu did not look away from the tabletop. He suddenly regretted his actions, but also knew he would do the exact same thing all over again if given the chance. Mainly, he regretted it because it had upset Lucy, and in order to explain himself, he’d have to roll over and expose his belly. Which he had vowed not to do, right? He couldn’t ruin their friendship. It would be too devastating. But, despite all this, he felt the words bubbling up in his throat, furious as he felt powerless to stop them.

“Do you like him or something?” His eyes finally snapped up to meet hers.

Lucy blinked back at him. “Huh? Of course not!” Her brow furrowed. “But what does that have to do with it?”

Natsu considered his words carefully. He decided there was something he needed to know, in order to armor himself for the future. The sight of Lucy with that guy…it had set his body ablaze, and he would have to learn how to quell that fire. “But…you do like someone?”

This time, Lucy’s eyes dropped to the table, her face turning red. She swallowed and tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear.

“Who is it?”

Lucy’s eyes slowly drifted back up to his face, her cheeks still flushed. “I mean…I-I thought it was obvious.” Her voice came meekly.

Natsu shook his head with a faint shrug, racking his brain for any clues. Surely, if Lucy liked someone in a way that, according to her, was obvious, then he would know who it was, as her best friend?? The only person who she really gave…special attention…to…was…

Lucy nervously bit her bottom lip, and it was Natsu’s turn to blush.

A long, silent pause passed between them, the only sounds being the quiet murmur of others studying and the faint clinking and whirring from the coffee shop.

“You, uh…didn’t grab the book?” Lucy asked quietly.

“They were…all gone.” His voice was equally small.

Lucy shifted in her chair, and after a moment, slid it back and rose with her copy of the novel. She rounded the table and pulled out the empty chair next to Natsu, sat down again,and  scooted the chair close to him. Lucy then placed the book on the table between them and opened it to a page marked by a small pink sticky note. She gave the chair one more scoot, and their arms pressed into each other.

Natsu’s face was on fire, his heart pounding. Did she…really—? He glanced sideways and found her looking his way, her face rosy as ever.

Okay. He was the luckiest damn guy on the planet.

[bumblebeehug]

Nursing home au… Natsu and Lucy meet as old people, Lucy lived a life of regret and wishes she had lived more — she always wanted to write a novel. Natsu, who’s captivated by Lucy’s eyes and her big personality, and the way she’s friends with everyone in the building, he tries to impress her by telling her all of his great adventures. Some are exaggerated, but they’re never lies. Lucy loves it, she often sits and waits for him at every meal so he can tell her more stories. In fact, she gets so inspired that she starts outlining her own adventure — written this time, with her in it (it’ll naturally become the Fairy Tail as we know it hehe).

They spend their days like this, but at some point Natsu gets curious about Lucy’s life: how did a pretty, successful woman like her end up in a nursing home alone? Lucy tells him, though she prefaces it by telling him that her life wasn’t nearly as fun as his: she grew up rich, her father fixed an arranged marriage for her as soon as she turns 18, and she spends her youth learning all about her husbands business. She admits that it wasn’t a happy marriage but it was civil and she had a child with him. She, however, refused her father’s traditional treatment. Her daughter was to see the world, experience all the things she never got to see. By the time her child was an adult and moved out, her husband died. Young, sadly, but in Lucy’s horror she realised that for the first time ever, she was free of worry. So she spent her time dedicated to growing her late husband’s business, and one day she got a letter from her daughter that told her all about her new family on the other continent. They seemed happy, but Lucy didn’t know their language so when she realised that she had a hard time managing normal household tasks, she left her mansion and went to this nursing home. Surprisingly, she tells Natsu that it’s now her life really felt like it started. No longer chained to her past, talking to people in a normal manner, hearing the amazing lives other people led — she even sneaks in that she wanted to be a journalist for a while, but that she never got around to it.

In return Natsu told his life story. He too had a rough start, abandoned in the woods and picked up by an odd community, but that he quickly found ways to make pocket money. When he had his money he realised that there was nothing stopping him from seeing the world — and that he did. He admits to never actually finding anyone to settle with, other than this cat he had in his youth, but that he had a couple of flighty romances before he went on to the next place. That if there’s anything he regrets it’s not stopping and smelling the flowers. He feels as if he was running from something his entire life, from commitment. But in the end his body begged for mercy, and after a couple of friends’ coercion he agreed to finally land. Nursing home it was.

Lucy felt for him, she really did. She had used her business to escape her world, too scared to leave it completely, but too fed up to feel attached. Natsu knew that she would have switched places with him in a heartbeat, but he also knew that he had wanted to meet her earlier. Maybe if they met as young he would have settled down. He could have appreciated the slow life, the type of life where he came home to a safe embrace and warm food on the table, and in exchange he’d bring her to as many adventures as she wanted.

One day the workers find that they’ve both passed. Likely at the same time. As they clean out Lucy’s room they find a note, written in Natsu’s old, shaky handwriting: “let’s go on adventures together”.

[millennial-star-gazer]

@genavere @dark0angel13 @keyvan-firedrake @petri808

love ain't a science, don't need no license summary: What had begun as a normal afternoon study session is derailed when Natsu and Lucy discover that the only chemistry they are are interested in studying is the chemistry going on between them. ao3 nsfw cw

Their chemistry textbooks and English readings had long since been abandoned, strewn to the side, piled up amongst the clutter that filled Natsu’s bedroom. Instead, the two had decided that cuddling up on the bed together would be a much better use of their time.

Her head rested on his shoulder, her arm wrapped around his torso while her leg was lazily draped over his. He had one arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her in closer to him, while his other hand mindlessly tangled through her hair

His hand had found its way under the hem of her blouse, mindlessly rubbing circles into her waist with the tips of her fingers, eliciting a soft squeak from her as he hit a particularly sensitive soft. As soon as the sound left her mouth, she was filled with an impending sense of dread. Letting Natsu know any of her ticklish spots was nothing short of a death wish, and it didn’t take him long to have her pinned down to the mattress, a mischievous smile plastered across his face as he began his assault on her sides.

Lucy desperately grabbed at his wrists, trying to pull them away as his fingers dug into her sides, pushing her into a bout on non-consensual giggles, but the more she tried to get away, the more eager he was to keep her trapped.

“N-Natsu! Stop!” she managed to cry out between laughs.

“Not until you say the magic words,” he chirped, the roguish look not once leaving his face

“Ple- ah-! Please?”

Her pleas were futile as he moved his fingers to her stomach, continuing to try find the spot where she was most ticklish.

“Nope!”

She clenched her eyes shut, trying to distract herself from his attack as she wracked her brain for what his arbitrary “magic words” could be.

“I love you?” she choked out in desperation, which was met with her freedom from his tickles, and a kiss pressed against her lips before she even had the time to gasp for air.

“Yeah,” he beamed, “I love you too.”

Lucy’s cheeks were dusted pink at his declaration, still not used to the way he could say words that carried so much weight with such ease, though, she supposed that she was no different. It felt so easy to say it; to love him, like it was the most natural thing in the world, like they were really, truly, meant to be.

Fingers tangled in his pink locks, she pulled him down for another kiss, this one less innocent than the last, open mouthed and hungry, as if her body was trying to tell him something her brain could not. Natsu returned the kiss with equal fervour, a little rougher than she might have expected, but welcomed nonetheless. She let out an involuntary moan as his tongue entered her, which only encouraged him to push their boundaries even more. Without thinking, she hooked her leg around his, pulling him even closer until she felt his hardening length press against her through his pants.

A soft gasp left her lips at the feeling, and Natsu suddenly pulled away, cheeks flushed in mild embarrassment.

“Sorry,” he murmured, “can’t really help it.”

They had gotten hot and heavy before, she had felt his hands roam almost her entire body, but they had never pushed it much further than this. This was all new territory to her – to both of them, but the idea of going further with him, scared her, just a little. It wasn’t like she hadn’t thought about it before; thoughts of Natsu plagued her brain on lonely nights when her hands snaked between her thighs and she came undone. Growing up she had it hammered in her brain that her body was sacred, that she would have to keep herself “pure” for her betrothed, and while she had never subscribed to that way of thinking, she could never help but feel a twinge of shame every time the heat pooled between her legs. Natsu never judged her for it, never pushed her beyond what she was comfortable with.

“It’s okay,” she breathed out, her cheeks growing hot under his gaze.

Feeling brave, she pulled him closer, grinding her hips against him which elicited a soft growl from him. In response, he thrusted himself into her, letting her feel his now fully erect length against the wet patch spreading in her panties.

“Na-ah! Natsu-” she whimpered, eyes rolling to the back of her head.

Taking her moans as a sign of encouragement, he grabbed onto her hips and began to thrust against her, harder this time, groaning at the delicious friction it caused. She bucked up against him, craving more, more, more.

Her hands moved up to his chest, clambering to undo the buttons on his shirt. Taking the hint, Natsu paused his thrusts to help her out, shrugging his shirt off and tossing it to the floor. Lucy sucked a breath in at the sight and couldn’t help but ogle at his bare chest. Of course, she had seen it many times before when he shed it after rugby practice, or even when they were just lounging around together on a particularly sweltering day, but this was somehow different. This was more… intimate. She rested her hands on his collarbones, dragging them down his skin as he dipped down to kiss her once more.

With his lips still attached to hers, his hands began to fiddle with the buttons on her blouse, undoing each, one by one, until the fabric fell to the sides, leaving her breasts exposed, covered only by the fabric of her lacy white bra.

They parted only when Lucy felt desperate for air, pushing him away at his shoulders before she watched his gaze move down to her almost bare chest. He knew he shouldn’t stare, but he really couldn’t help himself. So many nights he’d fantasised about her as he relieved himself, thinking about how they would feel in his hands, or how they’d bounce up and down as she rode him.

Noticing his slack jawed stare, Lucy lifted herself up, removing her blouse and fiddling with the clasp of her bra until it unhooked, letting her breasts spill out and leaving herself completely bare under his gaze. With one hand, she gave herself a gentle squeeze, silently giving permission for Natsu to touch, and he wasted no time doing so. He revelled in the way that her skin spilled between his fingers as he squeezed and palmed at her, bucking his hips against her once more as he thought about how good they would feel around his cock. An involuntary squeak left her lips as he squeezed her nipple between his thumb and index finger before leaning down to capture the other in his mouth. Lucy’s head fell back into his pillow as she let out a drawn-out moan at the feeling of his tongue flicking against her sensitive bud. She tangled her fingers in his hair once more, digging her nails into his scalp when his teeth grazed against her nipple. Natsu smirked a little at the reactions he was getting out of her before moving his attention to her other nipple, licking and sucking at the neglected bud, making her whimper and moan at his touch.

She had let him run her hands across her body before, let him palm at her clothed breast as she sat in his lap, clawing at his back as his tongue slipped past her lips, swallowing ever moan she let out. She had never let him go this far before, and he had always been content with that, but hearing the noises that she made as he explored her body, he wasn’t sure he would ever want to go back. He wanted her, needed her, needed to make her scream, to hear her moan his name as he pleasured her in every way he knew how. Just the thought of it made his dick throb with need.

He pulled away as he felt her shimmy out of her skirt, leaving her in nothing but a pair of delicate lace panties, decorated with a tiny pink bow at the centre. He leaned back, settling into his position between her legs to admire the view before him. Her hair had become slightly tousled, and her face was flushed a deep red from embarrassment at just how much she had enjoyed that.

For the first time, he got to take her all in; see her exactly as she was, and he smirked a little knowing that this was all for him.

She was absolutely breath taking.

He had always known she was pretty from the very first moment he saw her across campus, but right now may have been the most beautiful she had ever looked, and it struck him all at once just how god damn lucky he was to have her. His hands rested on her hips, as his eyes trailed down her body, from her lips, all the way down her abdomen, to fall onto that pretty pink bow that wrapped her up, just like a gift meant for him.

“Can I touch you?” he asked, the words soft and gentle, but coming out a little more hesitant than he intended.

“Please.”

Finally, with her explicit permission, he pressed a finger into the wet patch of the fabric, which was rewarded with a content sigh from Lucy. His fingers trailed up slightly, exploring this new part of Lucy that she had been so generous to share with him. Really, he had no clue what he was doing, all of this was still foreign to him, but he took his time trying to figure out just what made her feel good, and he think he found it when she bucked into her hands and cried out with pleasure.

“Yes! Ah~! Right there!”

Following her command, he began to rub circles into the spot through her panties, enjoying the way she thrashed and moaned as he did so. He pressed down harder, making her choke out another pleasured moan, but stopped when he felt her hand grab his wrist.

“Did I do something wrong?” he asked, brows furrowed in confusion. He had thought, based on her reactions, that he was doing a good job, but the way she had stopped him was sending him mixed signals.

“No! Not at all,” she reassured him, “Just, um…”

With her free hand, she pushed her panties out of the way, and guided his fingers to her entrance.

“Oh,” he murmured in quiet realisation.

Lucy shifted slightly, feeling a little awkward in his hesitance, wondering if maybe she should just pull her skirt back on and pretend none of this had ever happened, but before she could even begin to consider it, he pushed two fingers inside of her. A choked gasp escaped her at the feeling, gripping at the sheets as she got used to the way he felt inside of her.

She was hot, and wet, and tight around his fingers. She clenched around him the moment he entered, but she was so slick with arousal that he had no trouble thrusting in and out of her. He went slow at first, letting her get used to the feeling of having him inside of her, but he needed to give her more, make her come undone with just his two digits. It didn’t take him long to increase his pace, goaded on the soft whimpers she let out as he worked himself in and out of her.

“Oh god- Oh- Naah-ah-! Natsu!” she cried, all but sobbing in absolute ecstasy as he fingered her.

Hearing her moan out his name like that drove him fucking wild; he needed to hear it again, and again and again. He needed to know she was his, and only his, needed to stake his claim on her by making her cum in his hand.

Lucy had touched herself before, but her slim dainty fingers were nothing compared to his thick calloused ones, they couldn’t reach as far or stretch herself out the way his did. He was able to get deeper than she ever had before, and the way he curled his fingers inside of her elicited a type of pleasure she had once never thought possible. Just when she thought she had hit her peak, he dragged his thumb over her clit and she felt herself be pushed over the edge. Her whole body shook and nothing but babbled moans were able to escape her lips as she reached a high that her brain and body were barely able to comprehend.

Fingers dug into the sheets as she finally came down, her chest rising and falling with every gasp for air as she tried to pull herself back together after letting herself become unravelled in his hand.

Natsu removed his fingers from her spent pussy, now completely drenched with her cum, and curiously bought them up to his nose, taking in the scent of her undoing. Shit, she smelled so fucking good, and the thought passed through his mind that she might taste even better. Without giving it much thought, he dragged his tongue along his fingers, savouring her salty, musky taste. Any other time Lucy might have scolded him in embarrassment, but having just come down from her high and still incredibly aroused, she couldn’t help how much seeing him clean her fluids off of his fingers turned her on.

Seeing the way lust clouded her eyes as she watched, a smug look crossed Natsu’s face before he shifted himself to lean over her, hands pressed into the mattress on either side of her, holding himself up.

“Didja like that, Lucy?”

Not bothering to dignify him with a response, she pulled him down into another kiss, arms wrapped around his neck as she tasted herself on his lips. Their kiss was hungry, needy, for more, more, more. After months of yearning and fantasising, Lucy was ready to go all the way, to share herself with him completely. Her hands moved down to tug at his waistband, suggesting that they would be more appropriate on the floor.

“Off,” she demanded, pulling away from their kiss.

“Geez, so bossy,” he joked, earning him a weak smack on his shoulder before he tugged down his pants and boxers, kicking them off to the side.

After seeing the way he gaped at her when she first stripped down, she felt a little less ashamed than she maybe should have been about the way she gawked at his exposed cock. No amount of feeling him up through his pants could have prepared her for his length and girth, and seeing it in its full glory almost made her nervous for if she could take him.

Almost.

She didn’t even bother acting bashful when he caught her staring, instead she lifted herself up to remove her panties, pulling them, albeit, rather ungracefully, down to her ankles, earning a cackle from Natsu when she accidentally kicked him in the shoulder.

“Don’t laugh!” she scolded.

“Hey! You were the one who kicked me!” He retorted, grin still plastered across his face.

Lucy rolled her eyes at him, but her expression softened when her gaze met his and what they were doing, what they were about to do, finally began to sink in.

His hands made their way to her waist, caressing her skin as he softly dragged them down to sit at her hips.

“You’re pretty,” he said, barely louder than a whisper, “I love you.”

And god, yes, he loved her so much, he loved all of her, wanted all of her. He wanted to feel every inch of her skin against his own, memorise every dip and curve of her body, hear every sound that she made.

“I love you too,” she replied softly, and in her words, he felt his heart swell with need, to have her, hold her, take her.

He lined himself up with her, still dripping wet from her first orgasm, and she shuddered at the feeling of his head prodding at her hole.

“Ready?”

“Yeah,” she breathed out.

He gripped onto her hips as he slowly pushed himself inside, her grip even tighter around his cock than it was around his fingers, barely able to supress a groan as he pushed even deeper. A soft whimper left her lips as she found herself adjusting to his size, a hot sting overcoming her body at the way he stretched her out. Her legs wrapped around his waist, hooking her feet behind his back to hold him fully sheathed inside of her. The sensation of being filled completely was incredible; nothing like she ever could have imagined in any of the fantasies her mind had conjured about him.

Ready for more, she bucked her hips and pulled him closer with her legs.

“Shit Lucy,” he grunted, eyes clenched shut at the sensation, fingers digging even deeper into the supple skin of her hips.

“Sorry,” she murmured.

“No, that was-” he sucked in a breath, “that felt really good.”

Encouraged by her movements, he began to pull out before going back in with a few experimental thrusts that were rewarded with a delighted mewl from Lucy.

“Ah- y-yes! Just like that!” she cried out, “More! More~!”

Following her demands he began to thrust deeper, harder, pulling her onto his cock as he rutted into her pussy. His mind was stuck in a haze, consumed with nothing but thoughts of her, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy. Any intention of being gentle with her was washed away as she choked out pleasured sobs with each rough thrust, giving her just what she wanted, giving her more.

“Oh god,” she whimpered, “N-Natsu!”

The way she sobbed and moaned in pleasure, unable to form any coherent thoughts or words, made his dick throb inside of her, and after that he wasn’t sure how much longer he would last.

“Fuckin’ hell Lucy, you feel so fucking good.”

She didn’t have it in her to be embarrassed by his vulgar language, instead finding herself turned on by the way he praised her.

“Shit,” he groaned, throwing his head back as his hips stuttered into hers.

His hands moved from their spot on her hips to explore even more of her body, one palming at her breast while the other brushed over her clit, making her entire body jolt at the sensation.

“That feel good?” he asked her, only to be met with a soft nod as she threw her head back into the pillow, her jaw slack as he continued to pump into her. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful Lucy,” he grunted, barely able to contain his moans, “I wanna make you cum.”

She tried to form some sort of coherent response to him, but she could only find herself letting out sobbed moans.

“I- I’m- nghh ah~!”

“Yeah, come on, cum for me Lucy, fuck, I wanna see you cum.”

His thrusts became more erratic as he tried to hold himself back, wanting to push her over the edge before he let himself finish, but the way her pussy tightened around him as her body thrashed around in complete bliss made it increasingly difficult for him to keep going. He pulled one of her legs over his shoulder, his other hand still working circles into her clit.

Each thrust, reaching deep inside her, his tip meeting the wall of her cervix, had her seeing stars, and the way he played with her sensitive nub had the coil twisting in her insides ready to snap.

“Oh- Oh god-” she sobbed, “Nastu! Natsu-!”

Her body writhed in absolute euphoria as she came completely undone, this time even better than the last. Natsu gave her a few final thrusts as she rode out her orgasm, before pulling himself out of her, gripping his cock with his fist and giving himself a final few pumps before he spurted a thick stream of cum onto her bare stomach.

With a final grunt, he flopped down onto the mattress next to her, lazily tossing an arm over her as he nuzzled into her neck.

“That was awesome,” he mumbled against her skin.

Lucy chuckled slightly at his childish choice of language to describe what they had just done, but in her spent state, she could hardly find herself thinking of any better words.

“Yeah,” she sighed, “that was really good.”

His murmurs turned to gentle kisses that he placed on her neck, moving up to her jaw before he propped himself up with his elbow to admire Lucy in her post-coital glow. Noticing the pool of cum he had left on her abdomen, he grabbed his discarded pair of boxers to clean her up, before tossing it back to the floor.

“Natsu!” she reprimanded, “That’s so gross!”

“What? It’s not like they haven’t had cum in them before,” he joked, prompting Lucy to lightly whack him on the arm in embarrassment. “Hey, I was thinkin’ about you every time it happened,” he added, only building her embarrassment, her cheeks flushing a deep red as she buried her face in his chest.

Wrapping his arms around her, he rolled over to his back, pulling her on top of him, savouring the feeling of her skin against his. As his fingers dragged mindlessly through her hair, he contemplated just how lucky he was to have her, to hold her. She was truly the most gorgeous, brilliant, most incredible woman on the planet. And she was his. She wanted to share everything with him, let him have her in any way he wanted, and if he had any say in it, he was going to make her scream and writhe with pleasure any time she would let him.

The gentle and steady rise and fall of her chest suggested to him that her eyes had fluttered closed, having drifted off in his arms in post-coital bliss. His arms wrapped loosely around her waist as not to disturb her peace, and he decided that maybe reminding her of their chemistry homework could wait just a little longer.

[octorockff]

Out of it

Everything felt fuzzy and buzzing when Natsu slowly and achingly came to his senses, an annoying beeping kept assaulting his sensitive and over-heighten hearing.

There's a pounding throbbing to the side of his head, a bone-weary tiredness washed through his body and his every muscle screamed in protest with the littless movements.

He was blearily aware that he woke up in some type of infirmary or hospital, judging by the whiteness of his surroundings and a heart monitor stood by his bedside (ahh, that explained the annoying sound from earlier).

How he came to lie here was out of question, as he couldn't recall for the life of him without this bitch ass throbbing flaring up from the mental exercise.

But Natsu could vaguely make out snippets from his memory that fighting was involved. Not just any fights, but it was the final match between him and the current MMA Champion within the UFC 303. The crowd was wild as their cheers fed the intense energy coursing through his veins, and the blood pumping to his every limb as they tensed and locked up in position, preparing to take down his opponent and make history as the youngest UFC MMA Champion in his 20s.

His stats were among the elite this season and given signature deadly speed, lethal strikes, and winning streaks against opponents of different sizes and shapes, the rising star Salamander sure fired up the whole stadium.

Natsu's opponent was no joke either as the older male was a veteran and reigning champion in his mid-30s, his physique double in height and weight against the younger fighter. But the pinkette hardly batted an eyelash at the astounding difference, he didn't spar and come out battered and bruised - but winning against buffer dudes like Gajeel or Laxus back in the dojo for shit and giggles.

The two collided as they duked it out with flying fists and landing kicks as the crowd went wild at the animalistic display. They had been going at it for quite some time, both bloody and bruised, but Natsu seemed to have the upper hand as he looked slightly better out of the two.

At the last minute, the Salamander managed to upper-cut his opponent with a lethal blow to the jaw, guaranteeing his win but not before getting clocked to the head by a heavy, stray fist from the older male as his last attempt to win.

His surroundings were swaying from that point, his ears rang with black spots dotted his vision, and the only thing that kept him standing was sheer determination and stubbornness as he watched his opponent go down and down for the count.

Then everything went black afterward.

Musing his situation, Natsu felt immense satisfaction from bagging the championship, no doubt that would bring in huge lump-sum payments from the grand prize, his contract, and sponsorships. The reward was enough to triumph over the aching pain, the feeling of nausea similar to his motion sickness, and the fuzzy memory that he was currently experiencing all at the same time.

But a nagging feeling kept bugging at the back of the fighter's mind that he was forgetting something. Or someone. But he couldn't put it together for the life of him with the concussion from the blow fogging his mind.

Right on cue, his hospital door busted open and Natsu would heavily deny that he did not squeal (the Natsu Dragneel don't do squealing, just pitched shout) at the sudden action. He could hear frantic voices from the opened door, and as his eyes made their way to the entrance, his breath hitched as he took in the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes upon.

She was talking with whom he assumed was a doctor, judging from appearance, and despite the messily donned up bun and the frumpy attire that looked like she was rushing to get here, the disorderly couldn't hide the silkiness of her gold-spun hair and the sinful curves on her petite frame. Natsu could only see the profile of the buxom blond, but he was certain that she was overtly attractive with long thick lashes, a high button nose, and the gentle curve of her heart-shaped face.

The bewitched fighter was so attracted to the woman that he didn't catch any exchanged words from the pair, only when the doctor made his way out and the gorgeous woman turned to fully face him with an angry frown marring her face that he snapped out of it.

He was definitely right to think that was beautiful. If her profile was attractive, then her full frontal took his breath away with doe-brown eyes twinkling with burning fire and her full, rosy lips tugged down in a mix between a pout and a frown. Even in anger, she still looked like a goddess who came to cast judgment upon him for the wrongs he didn't know he committed.

Never before had Natsu felt so much attraction towards somebody, especially towards the opposite sex despite seeing scantily clad, curvaceous ring girls strolling around or female fans crowding him after a match. No one could hold a candle to this shining, angry blonde goddess.

Natsu felt his heart palpitating and his face heating up like a pre-pubescent schoolboy watching his object of admiration march up to his bedside with her dainty fists shaking and heel-clad feet clacking noisily on the tiled floor.

"Natsu! Would it kill you to be more careful during your fight and not black out from a concussion?! Do you want me to die prematurely from anxiety or something?!!" The petite woman was all up to his face as she heatedly reprimanded him for the injury from his match. Still, Natsu only half-heartedly focused as his nose filled up with the comforting scent of camellia, and her gorgeous face so close up that he just wanted to catch those supple lips between his and indulge in their softness.

Then the blonde shockingly wrapped her pale arms around his neck as she buried her face in the crooked of his neck, her pouty petals ticklishly brushing against his skin as she continued to speak. "I was so worried Natsu. I know you're strong and this injury to you was nothing, but it pained me to see you hurt. You're lucky that Gray was there to take you to the hospital after you blacked out! Everyone was worried as well and we had to hold Erza back from marching to the hospital and beat you back to unconsciousness because you were too careless. You have to be more careful next time, for me please."

Natsu was stupefied to say the least as he could only dumbly nod to the girl's request, something he questioned immensely at the almost automatic compliance to this stranger's ask when he was famously known for his stubbornness and defiance, and even more shocking how his arms had wound around the blond's frame and the natural way his body relaxed in her embrace.

He only got this comfortable and let his guard down around his family and closest friends, and would only get this touchy-feely with someone dearest to him, like his wife.

Wait, wife? That's it! That was the nagging feeling that kept thrumming in the back of his wife. He's wedded. He had a wife that might be waiting for him at home and she must be worried to death with him not coming home way past the promised time.

But the ironic part was that he couldn't remember her face, no matter how hard he tried, only the warmth and content feeling filled his heart at the thought of her.

Anyway, back to the current situation where a stranger was holding him intimately with her soft hand now trailing down his chest, rubbing soothing circles that almost made him purr with contentment, Natsu knew he had to end this.

Even though this stranger seemed to speak fondly and familiar of him and his closest friends, and despite his insurmountable attraction to this breathtakingly beautiful girl, Natsu was a committed, loyal man. He knew whoever he vowed to spend the rest of his life with was someone he dearly cherished and loved forever.

Clearing his throat, Natsu rasped out slowly, his throat a bit parched and vocal disused for a long time "I'm sorry but you have to stop this. I have a wife and she would be upset if she sees you touching me like that on my chest".

He tried to let her down gently but firmly and the hand on his chest stilled as the blonde looked straight and intently into his eyes to see if he was joking. Seeing that he was dead serious, the girl lowered her head, her thin shoulders trembled and Natsu couldn’t help but feel bad for her, but what done was done. He needed to set boundaries, beautiful or not.

But instead of the teary face of a heart-broken girl, Natsu was greeted with peals of angelic laughter as the blonde wheezed as if he just told the greatest joke in the world. Despite being a 5ft10 guy with densely packed muscle weighing at 155 lbs, Natsu admitted he just a teeny tiny bit taken back by this weird behavior of the much smaller woman. What a weirdo.

After laughing for what felt like an eternity, the blonde composed herself enough to speak, while entirely ignoring the incredulous and slight apprehensive look the fighter was throwing at her way. “Mavis, I didn’t think the concussion would affect your memory this bad, and while I don’t know if I should feel flattered or offended, but I am, as a matter of fact, your wife!”

At this, she raised her left hand up to display a simple but shimmering silver band with a small, rosy princess-cut diamond resting sparklingly on her dainty ring finger. Her right hand resumed it petting motion on top of his broad chest and a cheeky smirk graced her beautiful face, with cheeks flushed adoringly, as she mischievously gazed down at his stunned face. “The name Lucy Heartfillia. But I guess it’s Mrs. Dragneel for everyone to go by. Does the name rings any bells, dear husband of mine?”

The hamster in Natsu’s head was definitely running a slow snail-paced on his wheel now as the pinkette tried to wrap his head around how he managed to bag such a goddess like the one in front of him now. His eyes unashamedly swept through Lucy’s figure as he took in every gorgeous details of his wife.

Oh my god, his wife was the Lucy Heartfilia, the most sought out Angels of the VS line up, top 10 of most beautiful women in the world, founder of the Heartfilia Scholarship Fund for young female leadership, and the list goes on. But to him, she was just Lucy - his best friend, biggest supporter, his rock and the amazing loving life partner anyone could ask for.

How he managed to get such an amazing person to fell in love and married him was a world-class riddle itself. And he just had to go and make a fool of himself by forgetting her, of any people!

His heart monitor beeping wildly and his brain short-circuiting at the astounding revelation, his big fat mouth decided to move faster than his frying brain could think of as he let slipped out a response, no different than any hormonal male when being graced by the presence of an attractive woman. “Sup”

Lucy’s tinkling laugh gracing his ears as she wrapped both arms around the fighter’s neck, her supple lips pebbled kisses all over Natsu’s flushed but lit with delight face as he drunkenly drowned in her sea of warmth and affection. “Nastu you dork. I can’t believe you go getting yourself a concussion and forget about me like that. You’re in big trouble mister.”

The blonde faked huffing but she didn’t stop pressing butterfly kisses to his forehead, cheeks and chin, deliberately avoiding his lips, as her soft fingers gently cupped his strong jaws.

“Sowwy Lushi. It’s the darn concussion fault that made my memory all messed up. How could I ever willingly forget my beautiful wife.” The pinkette whined pitifully as he shot her the best puppy dog looked. Toned arms once again wrapped around her slim waist to anchor her close as he rested his chin on her soft, bountiful chest.

“Alright alright you big baby. I forgive you now, but don’t think you’re off the hook. I’m planning to have you committed me to your. Every. Senses when you’re better” The minx whispered seductively in his ear as she lightly nibbled at his ear lobe to emphasize.

A deep snarled tore through Natsu’s chest at the enticing promise. His large callous hand shot up to roughly turned Lucy’s pretty little head and crashed their lips together in a heated frenzy, their tongues clashing and rubbing each other messily in a fight for dominance.

That until a sharp pain from his bitching concussion, which Natsu had entirely forgot about the damn thing that put him here in the first place due to the euphoric lip lock with Lucy, as he was forced to mournfully break their kiss to hold his head.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry Natsu. I totally forgot that you’re still hurting. Let me call a nurse to see if they had anything for you.” His wife guiltily look at him, sadness and worry clouded her sparkling brown eyes, and seeing that look tugged his heart achingly as it was never something Natsu ever wanted to grace her beautiful features if he could help it.

As she turned to leave for help, the pinkette’s hand shot out to grip her smaller one gently but firmly when he shook his head. “No, it’s alright. I just need to stay here with me baby”

“Are you sure?” Lucy’s doe eyes showed confliction as she half turned towards the door, feet poised to moving.

“Yeah, I’m sure. So come back and cuddle with me Lushi. I need my daily dose of your touch” Natsu whined noisily while tugging her to come join him on the bed.

Shaking her head exasperately, the model still comply to his request as she climbed into the created space on the single bed as Natsu scooched back as much as he could without falling right off the bed.

It was a bit uncomfortably tight and required lots of maneuvering, but the couple made do with Lucy’s smaller form half lie on Natsu’s much bulkier one, his head cushioned comfortably on the girl’s pillowy chest.

“Okay hubby, get some more rest and get better soon so we can go home and cuddle on our own soft bed. This mattress is rock hard!” It’s Lucy turn to whine at him as her small hand carded through his spiky pink strands and scratched his scalp so soothingly that he began to succumb to the pull of slumber.

Letting out a happy hum as affirmation, Natsu shared the same sentiment as he couldn’t wait to get back home and make good of the plan his wife promised earlier!

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💕Double Date with Nalu and Jerza💕

I had a headcanon that Jellal in a modern au would be a bookworm like Lucy. Where did the idea of them having a double date came from? Who knows? Maybe Erza?

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Since they are in a bookstore they had to be quite and that includes silenced their phones. Poor Natsu and Erza had to wait for them like hours 😅

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Also this is an old art actually. I finally had the motivation to finish render it🥲😂🫠