#satanclaw

[icemde]

@satanclaw asked : 👫

1 ) MIRA TAUGHT GRAY HOW TO COOK, BUT LITERALLY ONLY BREAKFAST FOODS. He was very stubborn when it came to learning, and was unnaturally set in his ways when he said all he wanted to learn was how to make breakfast food. You have to applaud Mira for at least trying to teach him literally anything else, but stubborn thy name is Fullbuster. They do have a great system going through on Mira will make them dinner and Gray will make them breakfast in the morning, as a way to balance it out.

2 ) GRAY'S FAVORITE PERSON TO SPAR WITH WHEN THEY WERE YOUNGER WAS MIRA. He might have fought Natsu basically daily, but his favorite person to train with was always Mira. Because Mira's magic was rooted in Demons, a part of Gray's trauma subconscious was convincing him that he was getting stronger against Demons by fighting her. Even to this day she's still his favorite person to spar with and she's the only person Gray is comfortable practicing using his demonification with.

3 ) GRAY HAD PERFORMED WITH MIRA AT THE GUILD A HANDFUL OF TIMES. While he is not a fan of the spotlight, Gray is proficient in a few instruments ( namely the drums ) and had been asked on a few occasions by Mira to perform with her. It's something that became less and less common as they got older, but he does enjoy getting to play music with her, even if he prefers the practices than the actual performances.

4 ) MIRA WAS THE FIRST PERSON IN THE GUILD TO KNOW ABOUT DELIORA. She never got the full details, never knew about Ur or Lyon or Iced Shell, but she did know about Deliora, even if in the vague sense. He wasn't sure what exactly it was that made him comfortable in confiding the information to her that he lost his family to a demon attack, but she was the first person in the guild to know that information. When they were a lot younger he would find himself going specifically to Mira when nightmares about his parent's death became too much.

[kurogane-redfox]

@satanclaw (from this)

She KNEW what she was doing, he knew that, she knew that he knew that too. He didn't understand why bunny suits though. He'd yet to figure out why he liked them as much as he did. Maybe it was just because they accentuated the ass of the one wearing them? Truthfully, it could be any number of things. He DID like how her ass looked in hers though. He'd have to be careful getting it off of her. IF he took it off her at all, at least.

"I'm the one bein' mean when yer walkin' 'round lookin' sexy like this? Yer showin' an awful lot of skin, moonlight,"

As she waved him off, he'd huff and his lips would turn downward. How was it the people in the guild got to enjoy her wearing a sexy outfit and he got punished for it? She'd told him to go to her office and wait so he'd do so, but when she arrived he'd just be standing in the center with his arms crossed, still frowning.

"I should probably just go home rather than bother ya with stupid shit. I'm a terrible boyfriend and I'm sorry."

He knew she wouldn't have come to her office if he'd not grabbed he and said something as he had. Why was she with a man like him? She could literally have anyone she wanted and she was stuck with an inconsiderate asshole for her boyfriend. It was times like these that he really and truly hated himself.

"I'm an inconsiderate asshole and ya shouldn't have to bend to my whims."

[dragonfangs]

🐈 / the imagine of this makes me laugh

grab him by the scruff <3

The sound that escaped him was practically strangled as he was all but yanked away from the action. A fight breaking out at the guild hall was a normal thing — Like an every other weekday sort of thing. And, true to his hot headed nature, it was especially normal for Natsu to either be starting the fights with someone or joining in on them. It was typically Erza or Lucy who managed to drag him away, though.

The Salamander was practically hanging from Mirajane's grip. "You couldn't be more gentle with me?" Voice was still a bit strangled as he glanced over his shoulder.

[ignis-venenatus]

@satanclaw asked: “ Erik, this might be a personal question. But I’m afraid I’m stepping on someone else’s shoes..” she tucked her curls back behind her shoulder. “ Are you seeing anyone right now?” Please, say no. She nearly begged in her head forgetting that he can hear her. / Erik

Before he even heard her thoughts his lips had parted so he could answer her question. He wasn't seeing anyone and there weren't many people who held his INTEREST in the first place. Mriajane herself, was incredibly interesting in that, she was immune to poison. According to what he'd heard she could even consume it. Of course, his poison was nothing like the run of the mill shit out there, every sort of nasty thing in the world lay within his magic.

"Yer not steppin' on anyone's shoes, Mirajane. I ain't seein' anyone."

He wasn't really LOOKING but if he found someone despite not looking that would be a good thing, yes? Perhaps, in a way, he wasn't too sure anymore himself. Being an ex-convict, an ex-wanted criminal, and an ex-dark wizard didn't exactly make him popular with anyone.

[arcanaaa]

NOTHING ELUDED THE SEER MORE THAN THE GENTLE EMBRACE OF SLEEP.

It was hard to pinpoint exactly the reason behind the shock of anxiety that flooded her system. Perhaps it was the shapeless images that invaded her mind, of phantoms with no face whispering prophetic visions of fortune that were just as in equal measure as doom? Or the ever-lingering voice of doubt whispering in her ear, tell him say something the words are getting bigger you need to say something do something tell him tell him tell him--

But no, that was not it either.

A nightmare? That was far more common than Cana cared to admit. Instead of choosing to fall back asleep, the Seer let a sigh slip hushed past her lips, and rolled over on her side to face the occupant sleeping in bed beside her. ❝ Hey...@satanclaw... ❞ A careful murmur broke the quiet night between them, followed by a gentle shake of the girl's shoulder.

❝ Mira...you awake...? ❞

[freedthedark]

" I kissed.. Cana." / hue hue

@satanclaw

                     At long last.

     Freed perked up his ears at the new information given. The words that crossed his mind without a second's hesitation wouldn't receive permission to fall from his lips and come to her hearing, at least not yet.

     "How are you feeling?" Turquoise gaze sought for clues on her countenance, anything that would give away the result of the aforementioned gesture of intimacy shared between her and Cana.

     Shared glances of silent longing, too many accidental touches for them to be truly an accident, words and actions dancing around one another. Oh, Freed knew it all - this was yet another language he was all too familiar with.

     Whilst the one or other detail about the ongoing situation had been shared, he never wanted to pry for any more information than Mirajane was willing to give. It was entirely possible that - no, she definitely had her own thoughts and doubts to fight, had to accomodate to her feelings. Freed would have been by her side and offered his assistance, advice or emotional support without doubt - though now it seemed that a very important move had been made without further need for interference.

     "Come inside and tell me everything-", he finally proceeded, beckoning his dear friend to step inside the confines of his home with a reassuring and gentle grasp given to her shoulder, lasting briefly. "Or nothing at all, if that's what you would prefer."

     If Mirajane just needed a shoulder to lean on or someone else so she wouldn't be alone in her silence, then he was willing to offer that just as much. The moment of hesitation in her vox might reveal that she was overwhelmed with emotion and her facial expression wasn't providing any clarity.

     If everything went well then Freed wished to be happy along with her, listen to her gush, cockily tease her that he had seen it coming. In the worse case, however, which he dearly hoped hadn't gotten the chance to actually transpire?

     Well… he was there for her. Right here.

[crimsononiarataki-archive]

“ I haven’t slept in four days… ”

"Alright, that's enough of that. You're gettin' sleep now."

The Oni wasn't going to let her argue, he got up, walked over to her, and then picked her up. If he had to, he'd use his natural warmth to lull her to sleep. She was an important friend to him, and she was important to everyone else too.

"Come on, I'll go into one of the small rooms, and ya can rest against me. The others have the bar for now, if they need help, they can find it, but for a few hours it ain't gonna be ya."

He'd head to the upper floor before going to one of the rooms the guild members could use to rest. He intended on staying in it with Mirajane, but if a rush hit and the kitchen needed help, he'd likely tuck her in securely and help them himself before returning, but she was getting sleep.

[biisutoarm]

@satanclaw: " Elfman, can you help me?" she was carrying more than she could carry with just two hands.

OF COURSE HE WILL.

"Right away!!" Reaching with his large hand, Elfman picked up whatever Mirajane was carrying, hoisting it over his shoulder for steadiness. Fortunately, few rivaled him in physical strength; and he'd always be there to serve aid to his family. "What is that anyway?"

[nukanuu]

“ Don’t you have someone else to annoy?”

' HE IS NOT HERE so yeah, your going to have to put up with me MIRA whether you like it or not & I was this close to giving you a COMPLIMENT too guess should take that back now.'

[xcelestial]

"You are so sweet. Thank you for your help today!"

Mirajane hadn't asked for help organizing the bar counter, but it had been left in a mess thanks to the latest Fairy Tail brawl. Some bottles were broken from being on the receiving end of one guild member or another being hurled towards the wall that they rested on. Some bottles had been taken and thrown, some bottles remained.

She knew that Mirajane was going to attempt to clean up and organize the bar herself, but Lucy was having none of that. Mirajane worked too hard sometimes, and Lucy didn't want to see her work so hard to reorganize everything all by herself.

So, after a good scolding from both the Master and herself, she'd shooed everyone out of the guild after the mess they had left. Grabbing a broom, she'd sweep up glass shards, and remnants of bottles before emptying them into the trash. And she'd repeat that action until everything was clean. The next task was reorganizing all of the bottles that remained, and going to the back storage room to get replacements for what had been smashed.

She wiped sweat from her brow after she placed the final bottle on the counter, and a wide smile forms upon her face before looking over at Mirajane. The woman's praise nearly makes her blush, and she'd wave her hand in dismissal. "Oh, it was no problem at all, really! I.. enjoyed working together too!"

[icemde]

@satanclaw asked : “Go ahead and activate it. And please, try not to kill me. I just want to see what happens” she holds his arm waiting for him to activate his devil slayer magic. “ Don’t worry. I can handle myself. You asked me to help. I just need to see it to understand where to go from here”

HESITATION FILLED GRAY AS HE STARED DOWN MIRA. he knows he asked her to do this, but a small part of him began to regret that decision the moment she asked him to actually use it. a hesitant laugh was all that could come out of gray, a small pool of fear settling in his stomach. you asked for her help. no backing out now.

❝ it's not you that i'm worried about...

EXHALING SOFTLY, GRAY LET THE MAGIC START TO SEEP FROM HIS ARM. it was still so new, so foreign to him. the tattoo glowed slightly as black began to ink over half of his body, a low voice rumbling and laughing in the back of his mind as he tried to remain as rigid as possible. power surged through his body, spreading as far as the markings traveling, forcing a strangled breath out of gray as he opened his eyes, one glowing violet as he fully faced mira.

❝ Just... let me know when to stop...

[kurogane-redfox]

@satanclaw asked: ❝ ... i guess i'm just scared of losing you. ❞

"Moonlight, yer not gonna lose me, I promise,"

He'd wrap his arms around her, tucking her head against his chest as he did so. He understood her worry though, not that anyone COULD take him from her. He knew that wasn't likely what she meant though. She was probably worried that someone would get a lucky shot in, and he'd die on a job.

"I ain't gonna let anyone or anythin' take me from ya, my love."

He'd comb his fingers through her hair, and press his lips to the top of her head a few times. If nothing else, or if he had to, he'd probably start swaying with her while humming or singing. ANYTHING to ease her anxiety about possibly losing him to any extent.

"Ya wanna go somewhere? Just ya and I? I wanna spend time with ya if ya can get some time off."

[temperedinferno]

❝ make sure you put your heart into it! i won’t stand for anything but your best. ❞

Her voice, it was familiar, a firm and resolute sound that wouldn't expect anything less than what he's shown. Faith like that is what allowed a warm energy to sooth and simmer wherever he ached, for his body to find a second wind, power as it finds itself once more brandishing resolve in any to settle back onto his feet. Pure steam spilled from his lips as a rebellious grin found itself situating like a natural part of Natsu Dragneel.

"Not yet.. You.. Haven't even got to see the best of what I can do just yet!" He'd bite down as a declaration. Amidst the enemy mages and Mira's flow of support, from the frantic energy that sleeps underneath her frame, to the nurturing warmth of her words, it almost felt silly to be settled into such a strait.

As the sound of battles cries worked in tune with laser fire, a brief exchange of glances would be made between dragon and demon, beloved nakama.

Roaring with incandescent life would be the very fire made to shatter dragon scales, to crush dragon entrails, a pivotal power amidst the countless, but the only that found itself proudly holding Igneel's name. His voice briefly distorts to full draconic glory as he charges forth, pushing through the pain, finding new potential as they'd shoot across the battlefield like stars.

In a simultaneous effort, that rouge like grin brightens the instant his and Mira's fist effortlessly parried and punched away two high caliber lasers, allowing for the surroundings behind them to be engulfed with light and debris. As the enemies find themselves either growing delusional with fear, or finding foolhardy bravery, this challenge would be met as they take the charge!

Blood burned scarlet gold as his scrapes and cuts cauterized into a healed state.

"NO HOLDIN' BACK! LET'S SHOW EM MIRA!"

@satanclaw

[ignis-venenatus]

❛ the storm’s getting worse. ❜ / Erik

Can't find this one

"Sounds like it, but that's fine. We're safe inside. It should clear up before long,"

He didn't mind storms but he'd rather not get soaked before it cooled down later in the evening. He wanted to remain warm, thanks. He could always find a tree, sure, but did he want to? Nah, he was fine where he was for now. Nothing to worry about as thunder cracked outside.

"I hate that fuckin' sound."

He'd grimace, wishing that the thunder wasn't so fucking LOUD. Of course, even if it wasn't as loud he'd likely wind up hearing it regardless. Mostly on account of his hearing magic.

[arcanaaa]

VIBRATES AT MACH FREQUENCY I am so normal about Cana finally having her own space and making it her own after living at the guild, then becoming a ward under the care of the church before briefly rooming with Mira, and finally, she's on her own! She's Miss Independant™! No more curfew, no more rules, no more sneaking out to head to the bar or club, Cana's finally got her own place and she makes the rules! She will decide who she'll allow into her space, she will decide how to relax in her own space, to eat and sleep whenever she pleases and there's not a goddamn thing anyone can say or do to stop her!

Except...well. For so long, she was always in the company of her guildmates; whether it was with Mira and the Strauss siblings or Gray, she was with someone. And until that moment, Cana had never been on her own before. Not that she's worried! Not that she's afraid.

But, y'know, she wouldn't mind if Mira came over to check on her every now and then, and hey, Gray is her brother, she wouldn't let him sleep out on the streets or god forbid in the guild infirmary those goddamn beds are so fucking uncomfortable so obviously she would have made keys for them to come by whenever they wanted! There's no commitment, Cana wouldn't mind if they dropped by her place, just, y'know, mind the mess and don't expect to have anything in the fridge. But she wouldn't turn away anyone who needed a place to stay, just to crash or to just chill.

Cana wouldn't have asked any questions if they suddenly dropped by one day and just decided to crawl into her bed to sleep. Bad day? Long mission? Depression? She wouldn't ask. She would simply crawl in after them and hold them. Sometimes in rare instances, it would turn into a cuddle pile-- and depending on who needed the therapy most, the one who was in the middle would be the one who would be piled on-- and then you have Loke, who joined in late and wouldn't know how deep each of their relationships go or how they all connect to Cana, but nevertheless he easily fits into the fold and it becomes something so normal for Cana to have these people come into her home and settle in her bed, in her space to seek her out for comfort that it's something that she doesn't bother questioning anymore.

( Hint: it's them, it's all of them, they all trauma bond and they all rotate and share middle privileges)

Also while I'm on the subject-- because I know I mentioned this in a whole other fucking headcanon-- Cana and Gray are the first kids to bond together and use touch, specifically hugging and cuddling to cope with each other's trauma. While Cana is not the source of Gray's trauma and neither is he the same for her, they both understand firsthand what grief is, what it's like to have lost family and to survive heartache and tragedy and live with guilt. The two of them growing up together and deal with the stress and trauma of being orphans and as wards of the church-- which eventually turns into a sponsorship that Cana and Gray eventually negotiate with Makarov to become affiliates and eventually mages of Fairy Tail, they both learn each others triggers, what sets them off while learning the best way to calm them or bring them out of a dissociative episode.

And then the two of them using this knowledge when they go on missions together as a trio, when eventually Loke joins their missions and the three of them become closer; whether its during a mission, or if they crash at her place or just somewhere they can all rest together, the trio aren't shy about sharing skinship, of sharing physical touch and body contact while one is in distress.

Anyways, I am so normal about Cana's need for physical contact with those she trusts, I am so normal about her giving those she loves and trusts access to her space and making a point to give them keys I am So Fucking Normal about the fact that the people she allows into her space are the ones she trusts implicitly to keep her safe and secure when she is too weak, too vulnerable or fragile, are people who she would give everything for them, without question.

:) *muffled screaming in the distance*

[kurogane-redfox]

He was enjoying hearing her noises and smelling the scent she was putting off was arousing in its own right as well. After biting her thighs a few times, he'd grin at her words. She knew he'd have no issues 'arresting' her at all. He could quickly and easily fashion handcuffs for her and use them to lock her to her headboard.

"Nah, I know ya don't really wanna run. I'm probably gonna shackle yer naughty ass to yer bed at some point though,"

His large hands would slide up her legs, over her thighs and to her hips where he'd tug her closer to himself, he'd even go as far as hooking one of her legs over his shoulder as he leaned closer to her core. One of his hands would move to remove her fingers from her clit before he'd grin at her before leaning in and dragging his tongue along the heated flesh she'd been teasing. He'd intentionally let the cold barbell rub against her clit a few times before dragging his tongue back down.

"I'm gonna eat ya and then I'm gonna take ya over the edge of yer bed."

After he finished speaking his head would drop back down and he'd slip his tongue inside her, allowing the barbell to hit various points as he did so. Before too long he'd also slip a single finger inside her, moving it around and curling it to give her more pleasure. She wanted him to DEVOUR her? Well, then he'd just HAVE to do so.

The breath escaping her rough and ragged. Her hips rocking along the edge of the bed, her finger tips rubbing her softly. Her eyes focused on him. His threats of arresting her only make her want to misbehave further. Though she knew her next steps would be the end of her.. well he would make sure to punish her for her misdeeds. And she would surely see to it.

Her free hand brushed against his cheeks, a sweet smile on her face before it slowly turned into a smirk. Slender fingers pulled at his hair , making his lips meet up to hers. A soft, pleading voice would brush against his very lips. " Arrest me then.. Unless you are too afraid I might get away."

Mirajane knew what she did when she heard the growling coming from his mouth. Her tongue would react in licking his bottom lip. "Devour me, dragon.." She would be lying if she wasn't a little nervous poking the bear but it would be worth it. Her eyes closed shut, her teeth pulling at his bottom lip softly.