#nbm2019

[littlemissheartfilia]

There’s Something Wrong in the Village

Part of nonbinary month of august that @friendlyneighborhoodfairy is hosting! Check the warning tags on AO3 before reading.  A self discovery fic for Midnight from Fairy Tail’s Oracion Seis as they find out they aren’t exactly binary.

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Tagline: If you like characters getting caught having sex, or the angst of secret relationships, you’ll like this fic.

Rating: Mature Chapters: 4 Fandom: Bleach (No Bleach background needed to read) Relationships: Kuchiki Byakuya/Kurosaki Ichigo Additional Tags: Intersex, Trans Male Character, Making Out, First Time, Sexual Inexperience, Experienced Partner, Secret Relationship, Accidental Voyeurism, Vaginal Sex, Anal Fingering...

Summary:

What Kuchiki Byakuya would really like is a private place to kiss Ichigo for as long as they want.

A year and a half later, an intimate night is witnessed by a certain Fukutaichou, and Byakuya blows his top. Ichigo doesn't know what to do.

Snippet:

"We shouldn't…here," Byakuya said, but he made no move to stop, hands around Ichigo's waist and lips moving tightly against his.

"Hmm," Ichigo agreed, swiping his tongue across Byakuya's lips until Byakuya's tongue met his. "But it's so fun."

Byakuya grunted, which might've been a retort, but it got lost as he moved his hands across Ichigo's back and sucked on his bottom lip.

"Hahhh, Byakuya," Ichigo groaned.

Trailing his kisses down Ichigo's neck, Byakuya continued for a few seconds more before pulling back. He was panting hard, and Ichigo liked it; liked that when they were alone together, Byakuya's face showed more expression. When he caressed Ichigo's cheek, his lips turned up in a wistful smile.

Ichigo blushed. He always did when Byakuya smiled at him.

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Author’s Note:

I’ve gotten really into the Byaichi (Byakigo) pairing lately. Expect to see more of these 2 in the future--smutty, sweet, and angsty: my specialty. ^-^

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I love Orfus! I actually just posted some Orfus smut for Nonbinary Month. If anyone's interested: Orifices :)

Reblog if you ship Orfus

Seriously I am so in love with this ship where are the others?!

[mizgrasya]

It’s frightening how the Lord appoints you to something that asks more of you and pushes you to your limits, but it is only through Him and only by Him that I can accomplish and live through it ❤️ For Your glory and honor! #events #life #soldierofGod #Disciple #NBM2019 #CebuNBM #thebiblerealtalk https://www.instagram.com/p/BpHoTBZgrff/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=dw5szsx3xcse

[kuyarexdelsdiaries]

KRD Announcements: National Bible Month 2019

(The following is a Press Release from Philippine Bible Society)

The Philippine Bible Society (PBS) has selected “The Bible: Real Talk” as the theme for 2019’s National Bible Month (NBM) celebration. The official hashtags for the month-long festivities are #TheBibleRealTalk and #NBM2019. Psalm 19:7-8 and 2 Timothy 3:14-17 serve as our reference verses. National Bible Month will be in January 2019, while National Bible Week will be held from January 21-27, 2019 specifically. National Bible Sunday will be on January 27, 2019. What makes NBM 2019’s theme unique is the fact that it puts its emphasis on the youth. PBS acknowledges that the youth today are going through many issues and struggles. There is an urgent need for the Bible to be highlighted in their lives as the one true source of life that can “real talk” them into having more hope, clarity, and comfort. National Bible Month is a time of great rejoicing. Motorcades, parades, and rallies are organized among churches and organizations. The Scriptures are read and distributed in public places. Homilies and sermons are also aligned to put focus on the Bible’s role in life transformation. History allows us to trace the origin of National Bible Month to 1982 when former President Ferdinand E. Marcos signed Presidential Proclamation No. 2242, which declared a nationwide Bible celebration. Originally, the first Sunday of Advent and the last week of November every year were known as National Bible Sunday and National Bible Week, respectively. The transfer of the celebration date to January was brought about by former President Corazon C. Aquino, who issued Proclamation No. 44 in 1986. Former President Fidel V. Ramos reinforced this when he declared Presidential Proclamation No. 1067, which called for national attention to be focused on the Bible and Bible reading. January 5, 2017 marked the declaration of Presidential Proclamation No. 124 by President Rodrigo Duterte, which called for the month-long celebration in January every year. That is why today, we have National Bible Month. The proclamation states, “It is fitting and proper that national attention be focused on the important role being played by reading and study of the Bible in molding the moral fiber of our society.” As an organization, PBS has been working towards a vision of a transformed Filipino people through God’s Word by making the Bible known. This is done through the translation, production, distribution, promotion, and fundraising for the Holy Scriptures. National Bible Month is one of PBS’s many endeavors to strive towards the mission’s completion. Everyone is invited to join in on the celebration of National Bible Month. PBS can provide the necessary documents one may need in order to carry out a successful NBM celebration. Memorandum circulars, endorsement documents, Bible reading guides, activity suggestion sheets, and more can be requested from the Philippine Bible Society. Visit www.bible.org.ph/nationalbiblemonth for more information! For NBM-related event concerns, please feel free to get in touch with PBS Events Coordinator, Bryan Anastacio. He can be contacted through mobile at 09338598825 / 09178590066 or via email at bryan@bible.org.ph.

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Nonbinary Month begins!

It's August, the collection is up, and so begins a flurry of fics featuring genderqueer, intersex, and trans characters living their lives.

My first entry is Baggage Claim, a modern-AU Fraxus fic where Laxus has to testify at his father's trial, and meets an overworked Freed. Both need a friend and a reason to keep going.

First 2 chapters are up! Updates every few days, and lots more fics to come. :)

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Chapter 1: Read Me Like a Book

The man beside Freed was doing a good job of hiding his tears.

It was a late flight, the passengers subdued, and so Freed had not asked the blonde man's name. After clenching the armrests through takeoff—Freed had almost asked if he were okay, except the man was glaring so hard—the man shoved his nose in a book and Freed pulled up some work on their tablet.

But they heard the sniff, however quiet it was.

The man looked off through the window into the dark.

After another minute of staring, Freed finally said, "Are you alright?"

The man turned, blinking. "What?"

Freed had a moment trying to think what to say.

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Aaah this is so cute and such a nice story to wake up to!! I love these two dorks so much!

Written for the @fyeahstingsu Stingsu 2019 Event; prompt: parents (super late I’m sorry!!! Also written for Nonbinary Month 2019 (Sting + trans, Natsu + trans)

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Natsu and Sting are ready for kids, but what Natsu wants might not be the easiest path.

Fandom: Fairy Tail Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Natsu Dragneel/Sting Eucliffe Characters: Natsu Dragneel, Sting Eucliffe, Lucy Heartfilia Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Flowers, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Dorks in Love, they’re adorable and i love them, Natsu is awkward as hell, and Sting loves him for it, Tumblr: FTLGBTales, Marriage Proposal, Weddings, Wedding Fluff, Trans Character, Trans Male Character, Pregnancy, Trans Male Pregnancy, parenting, Trans Sting, Trans Natsu, everyone’s gay because reasons

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“You’re sure you want to do this?”

Natsu’s head rests in Sting’s lap as they sit on the couch, and Sting combs his fingers through Natsu’s wild hair as he asks the question. Natsu’s got both hands resting on his stomach, and he’s staring down at them intently. He takes a deep breath, then tips his head back and looks up at Sting.

“Yeah,” he says quietly. “I’ve always wanted kids. And you have too – we talked about it on our first date, remember?”

Sting nods as memories of that night flood through him. They’d gone to a festival of lights and met under a string of lanterns shaped like fireflies. The night had ended with them kissing on the beach while stars spread across the sky above them. Sting had known that night that Natsu was the one he wanted to be with forever.

“I know,” Sting says eventually. “I just always thought we’d adopt, y’know?”

Natsu grabs Sting’s hand and kisses his palm, giving him the soft smile that makes Sting’s stomach fill with bubbles. “I know it’s…” Natsu sighs. “I know it won’t be easy. Lots of people won’t get it.”

“Like my dad,” Sting grumbles.

“Your dad’s gonna be an asshole no matter what,” Natsu replies, kissing Sting’s fingertips. “And I don’t care what other people think.”

“I know you say that, darling,” Sting says gently, “but this isn’t gonna be something you can hide. And nine months is a long time.” He squeezes Natsu’s hand. “I just wanna make sure that you’re sure.”

“I am,” Natsu says, and his voice carries no trace of hesitation. “I want this. Want them – him or her or whatever – to be part of me.” He scrunches up his nose. “It’s hard to explain. We’ve always been different about our bodies.”

Sting hums, returning his fingers to Natsu’s hair. To Sting, the idea of his body changing in that way – swelling with life, getting round and soft and unfamiliar – it makes him feel itchy. Wrong. Like he’d felt before he’d started transitioning; skin not fitting quite right. But Natsu’s always been more comfortable being this way, and Sting loves him for it.

“Okay,” he says, leaning down and kissing Natsu’s forehead. A warm, contented feeling spreads through him as he reaches down and rests his hand on Natsu’s stomach. “Let’s be dads.”

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Natsu’s right – lots of people don’t get it. Even their friends are hesitant at first; uncertain how to talk about it with them. Strangers make rude comments at the grocery store when Natsu starts showing, and Sting nearly punches a guy in the lineup at Starbucks who calls Natsu a freak.

But the first time that they hear the baby’s heartbeat, all the teasing and frustration and awkward explanations dissolve into happy tears. The hormones make Natsu more emotional than usual, and Sting’s always cried at strong feelings, so the two of them are a complete wreck after the doctor’s appointment. Luckily Lucy and Cana come over with cookies and milkshakes and they end up all cuddling on the couch and watching ‘Queer Eye’ until Natsu falls asleep between them.

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They’re at Gray and Rogue’s place the first time the baby kicks. Gray’s the closest person to Natsu, so Natsu grabs Gray’s hand and holds it against his stomach as a grin spreads across his face. Gray looks startled for a second, then his eyes widen as he feels the tiny movement beneath his fingers.

“Holy shit,” he whispers, sitting down on the couch next to Natsu. Sienna, who is three and repeats everything she hears, toddles over and says, “shit.”

“Language,” Rogue chides mildly, but he crouches down next to Sienna as Sting hops over the back of the couch and wraps his arm around Natsu.

“Here,” Natsu says, taking Sting’s hand and pressing it to his stomach. It takes a second and Sting’s worried he missed it, and then he feels a tiny flutter underneath his fingertips. He’s so surprised that he makes a noise that’s halfway between a yelp and a sob.

“That’s our baby,” he says softly, and in that moment, it hits him full force that there’s something tiny and precious and alive inside Natsu. His chest tightens and he presses his forehead to Natsu’s, laughing when Natsu wipes away the tears on his cheeks.

“We cry too much,” Natsu says, laughing when the baby kicks Sting’s hand again. “See, they agree with me.” Then he makes a face. “And they also seem to be doing gymnastics right now.”  

“Baby?” Sierra asks. She frowns at Natsu’s stomach for a second, then clambers up into Sting’s lap and pats his hand. Sting takes her chubby fingers and puts them where his hand has been, and Sienna squeaks when she feels the movement.

“Yeah,” Sting says, still staring at Natsu’s face in awe. “Yeah, that’s our baby.”

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Natsu swears a lot, but the curses he manages when he goes into labor are impressive, even by his standards. When the ER attendant offers him a wheelchair to get to Labor and Delivery, he’s very eloquent about where and how they should go fuck themself.

“God fucking son of a bitch,” Natsu hisses, squeezing Sting’s so hard that Sting’s pretty sure his fingers are going to break. “What were we thinking?”

Sting’s about to tell him that this was his idea but thinks better of it when their midwife Wendy appears in the doorway and shoots him a glare that days don’t you fucking dare.

“You can do this,” Sting says, kissing Natsu’s forehead and brushing his sweaty hair out of his face. Natsu just groans and clenches his teeth, and Sting feels so helpless. If he could take the pain for Natsu, he would, but all he can do is squeeze Natsu’s hand and tell him how brave he is.

Labor feels like it goes on forever. Natsu manages to nap for a bit after the epidural, but Sting stays awake, running his hand over Natsu’s stomach and talking quietly to the baby.

“Try to be nice to your dad, okay?” he murmurs, pressing a kiss along Natsu’s side. “He’s been through a hell of a lot to have you.”

Six hours later, when a tiny, noisy red bundle is placed on Natsu’s chest, Sting gets it. The look of complete awe and adoration on Natsu’s face is like nothing Sting’s ever seen before, and he understands why Natsu wanted this – why he wanted to have this precious, living thing inside of him.

“I love you so much,” Sting murmurs, reaching out and running his finger over the baby’s tiny nose. Their skin is so soft, and their hair is thick and curly like Sting’s. “Did you decide which name you want?”

They’d come up with a list, but Sting had insisted that Natsu pick once the baby was born.

“Jacen,” Natsu says eventually, hands trembling as tiny fingers wrap around his thumb. The name seems acceptable to the baby because Jacen makes a soft, sleepy noise and cuddles into Natsu’s chest.

“They’re perfect,” Sting whispers, wrapping a gentle arm around both of them and kissing Natsu’s cheek. “And so are you. You’ve been so brave and amazing, and I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” Natsu whispers, curling up against Sting.

Sting shifts on the bed until he’s holding both Jacen and Natsu, knowing that everything he needs is right here in his arms.  

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One of my favorite fics of all time, and one of the greatest gifts anyone has ever given me.

i know i wrote this forever ago, but my family’s being a bunch of assholes right now and refusing to use my pronouns, and this was the fic i wrote as i was coming out as nonbinary/genderqueer. i’ve been feeling so invalidated and frustrated and sad, so i just wanted to throw this out there again because if i can believe the things i wrote then maybe it’ll be okay. 

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It’s been ten years since Freed ran away from their family. After a coming-out gone wrong, they fled their religious commune and traveled over two thousand miles to start a new life in Magnolia.

Now Freed is twenty-six, living with their boyfriend Laxus and working at the Pride Center to help kids like them. Freed has friends, a degree, and a chosen family who love them for who they are. Things seem perfect, until an unexpected visitor shows up on their doorstep, and it forces them to face the life they left behind.

Chapters: 14/14 Fandom: Fairy Tail Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Laxus Dreyar/Freed Justine, Natsu Dragneel/Gray Fullbuster, Rogue Cheney/Sting Eucliffe Characters: Freed Justine, Laxus Dreyar, Gray Fullbuster, Natsu Dragneel, Rogue Cheney, Sting Eucliffe, Bickslow (Fairy Tail), Evergreen (Fairy Tail), Ivan Dreyar, Makarov Dreyar Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, LGBTQ Themes, Nonbinary Character, Genderqueer Character, Genderfluid Character, Trans Character, Transphobia, Homophobia, Cults, Religious Fanaticism, FTLGBTales, Abuse, Major Character Injury, Mental Health Issues, Hospitalization, Summer Camp, Freed’s parents are dicks, Gray and Freed are best friends, One Big Family Series: Part 7 of the only hope for me is you

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The windchime at the front of the Pride Center rang as the door flew open, and Freed looked up from the desk to see a harried-looking Ryos standing there.

“I’m here, sorry.” Ryos sighed, shifting baby Ava on his hip while Kiya hid behind him, clutching at his jeans. Ryos nudged her inside gently, letting the door close behind him. “I swear I was finally going to be on time for once, but then Levy called and apparently her and Gajeel both forgot that each other were working again, so guess who got roped into babysitting?”

“No worries,” Freed said, smiling at the kids. “We’re not on a schedule.”

“Don’t pretend you don’t love watching these two.” Gray appeared from the back room, carrying a box of leaflets and setting them on the table. He crouched down, smiling at the Kiya, who was still hiding behind Ryos’ legs. “Hey, Kiya! How’s my sweet pea?”

Freed watched with amusement as Kiya’s face instantly transformed from apprehensive to thrilled as she launched herself across the room and into Gray’s arms.

“Gay!” Kiya shouted, knocking him over. “Hi, Gay!”

Freed laughed, reaching out to take Ada as Ryos dropped his bag on the floor next to the desk. Ryos pulled his hair back out of his face, fastening it with one of the many rainbow-colored elastics he had wrapped around his wrist.

Ada gazed up at Freed curiously, and they returned the look with raised eyebrows. Babies were strange. Freed had never been particularly interested in children, but their friendship with Gray had introduced Freed to a multitude of them. Freed had determined that kids weren’t that bad – as long as they could be given back to their parents at the end of the day.

“She’s not wrong.” Ryos snorted at Kiya’s excited squeals of Gray’s name, reaching out and taking Ada back from Freed.

“Not the first kid to call me that,” Gray said good-naturedly, pushing himself back to standing and lifting Kiya onto his hip. “Hey, no touching that.” He guided Kiya’s fingers away from his earring, courtesy of Ever and her apprenticeship at the tattoo shop. Kiya ran her hands down the stubble on Gray’s jaw instead, giggling.

“Looks like she thinks you need to shave, too.”

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I think I'm always saying this but damn I'm in love with your stories and the way you write things

Written for @fyeahstingsu​ Stingsu Event 2019 [super late entry I’m sorry!]; prompt: birthday

Also written for Nonbinary Month 2019 [Natsu + Trans, Sting + Trans]

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Sting’s known for a long time that Natsu is who he wants to be with forever - ever since the day they met under a string of lanterns shaped like fireflies and kissed under the stars. The life they make together isn’t always easy, but it’s worth every moment.

Chapter Summary: 

Chapters (5/5): 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 Rating: General Audiences Relationships: Natsu Dragneel/Sting Eucliffe Characters: Natsu Dragneel, Sting Eucliffe, Lucy Heartfilia, Levy McGarden Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Flowers, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Dorks in Love, they’re adorable and i love them, Natsu is awkward as hell, and Sting loves him for it, Tumblr: FTLGBTales, Marriage Proposal, Weddings, Wedding Fluff, Trans Character, Trans Male Character, Pregnancy, Trans Male Pregnancy, parenting, Trans Sting, Trans Natsu, everyone’s gay because reasons, Cute Kids, they’re both awesome dads

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“I’m five.”

A little voice comes from the other side of the library information desk and Levy frowns, standing up from the computer and leaning over the counter. She’s greeted by a wild head of blond curls and serious blue eyes.

“Hey sweetie,” she says, giving the little boy a smile. “What’s your name?”

“Jacen,” he says, standing on his tiptoes and holding onto the counter. “I’m five and in kindergarten.”

“Wow,” Levy says, opening the gate and coming around the desk so she can crouch down next to Jacen. He’s wearing purple rain boots and a t-shirt that says you are my sunshine, and a clip with a sunflower on it is attempting to hold back some of his wild hair. “Do you need help with something, Jacen?”

“I needed a book,” he says, still looking incredibly serious for someone so little.

“What kind of book?”

“A book to give babies names,” he says. Levy raises her eyebrows, trying not to laugh as she stands up and offers him her hand. He stares at it for a second, then turns around and looks over to the other end of the library where a man with blond hair like Jacen’s is holding a little girl on his lap. The man looks up and waves at Jacen, giving Levy a smile.

“That’s my daddy and my sister,” Jacen says, waving back at the man and then taking Levy’s hand. “She’s two and boring.”

Levy laughs as she guides Jacen toward the nonfiction area, searching the rows of books until she comes to a section on pregnancy and parenting. She crouches down, running her fingers along the spines until she finds two books on baby names.

“Which one do you want?” she asks Jacen, holding them both out for his inspection. He peers at them with narrowed eyes. One is pink with a generic smiling baby on the front, and the other has a rainbow on it.

“I can have both?” he asks, looking up at Levy hopefully. Her heart melts at his sweet expression and she nods.

“Of course,” she says, and when his face transforms into a smile, she wants to pick him up and hug him. “Is your mommy having a baby?” she asks as she stands up and they both head back toward the desk.

“No,” Jacen says, shaking his head. “Papa has a baby.” Levy frowns, looking back over at the man with the little girl. Jacen gives her a spectacular eye roll and sighs. “That’s not Papa, that’s Daddy.”

“Ah,” Levy says.

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Aaah it's here !!

Written for Nonbinary Month 2019 and also for @thedarkgodmogar​

This is a companion piece to how to become a wildfire and it also deals with the topic of abuse. However, this work is focused more on the aftermath of being abused as a child, and features a lot of bad coping skills, including alcoholism. Trigger warnings will be posted on each chapter.

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Sting’s life has been a mess ever since he was eleven years old and Rogue told when he’d promised to keep a secret. Now Sting is an adult, and the only way he knows how to cope is by getting drunk and forgetting the world. When drinking nearly kills him, he gets a chance to turn his life around, and maybe fix his past mistakes.

Chapter Summary: Sting hits rock bottom.

Chapters (1/20): 1 Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Rogue Cheney/Sting Eucliffe Characters: Sting Eucliffe, Natsu Dragneel, Rogue Cheney, Gray Fullbuster Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Past Child Abuse, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Trans Character, Trans Sting, Friendship, Childhood Friends, Sting-focused story, Sting is a disaster, Natsu’s a great friend, Rogue tries to do what’s right, Tumblr: FTLGBTales Series: Part 2 of i’m still standing

** TW for drinking/alcohol poisoning, mentions of past abuse & suicidal thoughts

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worth· less | \ ˈwərth-ləs adjective : lacking; having no real value or use

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xi december

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Sting hits rock bottom three weeks before Christmas.  

“Holy shit, are you okay?”  

The voice coming from above him is familiar, but when Sting squints up at the person it belongs to, he doesn’t recognize them. To be fair, they’re nothing but a vague blur of blue and pink.  

“’m fine,” he mumbles, tipping his head back against the wall and sighing at the cool brick against his skin. He expects the person to leave – they usually do – but instead, there’s a warm hand on his forearm.  

“Hey, c’mon, look at me.”  

Sting frowns, looking down at the hand and then back up to the person. Now that they’re closer, Sting can see that the pink is their hair. He’s pretty sure he knows someone with pink hair, but everything is fuzzy and kind of numb right now, so it’s not important.  

“Go… ‘way,” Sting says, batting feebly at the hand on his arm. His arms are heavy, and moving makes the whole world spin until it’s nothing but a blur of colors and shapes that tug at whatever’s left in Sting’s stomach.  

He leans forward and throws up.  

“Fucking hell!” the person shouts, scrambling backward as Sting tips to the side, gagging on the taste of liquor that’s stuck in the back of his throat. He tries to push himself back up, but his arms aren’t really working, and Sting’s pretty sure that’s not a good thing.  

“S’rry,” he slurs, then throws up again, tears forming in the corners of his eyes as he tries to gasp in air.  

“Sting, what the hell?” The voice is still there, and the pink blob moves back into Sting’s space, warm hand now on the back of his neck instead of his arm. Sting flinches and tries to shove the hand off, but they’re stronger than him. Everyone always is.  

“Don’ touch me.” He tries to sound assertive, but it comes out more like begging –  please stop, please don’t hurt me, please just leave me alone because I can’t feel anything and that’s fine.  

“Call 911,” the voice says to someone else, and Sting’s fear starts to turn to panic.  

“N-no,” he mumbles, forcing himself to keep his eyes open and actually look at the person in front of him. It takes him a second, but he eventually realizes it’s Natsu. They had worked together at the café until Sting had fucked up and gotten fired a few weeks ago.  

“’m sorry,” Sting manages, trying to shrug off the hand that’s still on his shoulder. Where is he? Everything’s just vague shapes that move in ways they shouldn’t, but Sting’s pretty sure that’s an Exit sign above Natsu’s head. The wall behind him isn’t really a wall, it’s metal bars, and… “Stairs.”  

“Yeah, you’re on the stairs,” Natsu says, keeping his hand on the back of Sting’s neck. “Are you hurt?” Another hand starts to move across Sting’s body and Sting finds enough strength and coordination to shove Natsu away.  

“… said don’ touch me.”  

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I'm so soft for this little family I swear! I wish this never ended !

As expected you did such a great job here! ❤️

Written for @fyeahstingsu​ Stingsu Event 2019; prompt: song

Also written for Nonbinary Month 2019 (Sting + Trans, Natsu + Trans)

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Being new parents isn’t easy, but Sting and Natsu have each other.

Chapters (4/5): 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Natsu Dragneel/Sting Eucliffe Characters: Natsu Dragneel, Sting Eucliffe, Lucy Heartfilia Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Flowers, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Dorks in Love, they’re adorable and i love them, Natsu is awkward as hell, and Sting loves him for it, Tumblr: FTLGBTales, Marriage Proposal, Weddings, Wedding Fluff, Trans Character, Trans Male Character, Pregnancy, Trans Male Pregnancy, parenting, Trans Sting, Trans Natsu, everyone’s gay because reasons

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“I carried you around for nine months, y’know,” Natsu grumbles as Jacen squirms against his chest, refusing the bottle. “You’d think you’d be a bit more grateful.”

Jacen blinks up at him, eyes wide and blue, and Natsu’s vaguely irritated expression softens. “That’s not fair,” he says, smiling and brushing his fingers through Jacen’s hair. “Your dad gives me that look when he knows he’s in trouble, you don’t get to use it too.”

“Which look?” Sting appears in the doorway to the living room, dressed in a too-large t-shirt and boxers. He yawns, rubbing his eyes and making his way over to the couch, stepping over stacks of diapers and boxes of formula and piles of torn wrapping paper.

“That one,” Natsu says as Sting settles down next to them and Jacen’s gaze slowly tracks over to Sting’s face. He already looks like Sting, even at only three days old. Soft wisps of blond hair stick out at odd angles around his head, and Sting reaches over to smooth them down.

“How’re you doin’?” Sting asks softly, wrapping his arm around Natsu and kissing his temple. Natsu responds with a yawn, tipping his head onto Sting’s shoulder and closing his eyes. “That good, huh?”

“Mm.” Natsu presses his face into Sting’s shoulder as Jacen starts to fuss in his arms again. Everything still hurts and he’s so, so tired. The contentment of a few moments ago is replaced by a tight feeling in his throat that he swallows down. He’s tired of crying at every stupid thing.

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