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Some feral!Erzajane headcanons for Xvi! I've been thinking about these gals a lot recently, I hope you like them!
Mirajane has a very bad habit of taking in demon souls that she's not ready for yet and has trouble completely controlling. It's most commonly drawn out and made apparent during fights, but it has been known to shine through in other scenarios.
She can always tell when someone is bleeding inside the guildhall. Whether from a playful fight, or something as simple as a paper cut. She can feel the demon souls inside her stir, and she usually has to step outside for a while to get them under control (fight off the instincts telling her to hunt down wounded prey). She avoids the infirmary like the plague.
When an opponent starts bleeding during a fight, there is practically nothing that can stop Mirajane from tearing them apart after that. Not when her demon souls are already so frenzied and close to the forefront.
Erza is one of the few people who can hold her back at this point. Partly due to her own magic power being one of the few that can counter Mira's, but also just because Erza is an overly familiar presence to Mira and can calm her down (even before they started dating).
Mira's demon souls shine through in less violent ways at times too, though. One common way is possessiveness. Particularly of her siblings and Erza. She does not want to share, and gets very snappy and mean with people who get to close to them if she doesn't work really hard not to slip into those emotions. (Of course, Erza secretly likes it, her dragon side she doesn't know she has being pleased over being "hoarded" by someone. She doesn't tell Mira though because she knows her girlfriend works really hard not to be that way).
The older she gets, the more powerful she gets, it gets easier and easier for Mirajane to force down her demon souls. But her issues with blood and possessive never do completely go away.
But as soon as she starts to get things under control, Erza's dragon side flares up.
She's always had it of course, but after Alvarez and meeting Irene, she decides she wants to try getting more in touch with that part of herself (mostly by working with the slayers). But she draws that side of herself out so quickly it's a lot at first.
She can't handle anyone near Mirajane, or the members of her team. And she is not above snapping at them or growling to make it clear. Mirajane, Wendy, and Natsu end up taking her on a little trip out the woods and help her work it out of her system. It takes time, but she eventually starts to get back to her old self.
But it is a lot more common to see her baring her teeth during fights, snarling, she'll abandon her swords sometimes in favor for good, old-fashioned biting or punching. Mirajane works with her to make sure she can handle herself without relying on her weapons during battles because of it (since that's always been Erza's biggest flaw with her fighting style).
Mirajane's demon side helps keep Erza's dragon side in balance, and vice versa. They have troubling controlling it on their own, but find ways to utilize it for help the other (Erza smelling blood before Mirajane and getting her out, Mirajane growling back when Erza gets pissy over sharing and shutting her down, etc etc)
Some people say it's terrifying, some people say it's sweet. Mirajane and Erza think it's both
@fairytail-multishipper I hope you enjoy them, and I hope your day brightens up a bit :D
Okay so I have this deaf erza headcannon that's been bouncing around my head for a while so I figured I might as well share it. So like in my head I'm like yeah deaf erza sounds like a pretty interesting concept that low-key could make a lot of sense, but like I'm thinking her eardrums ruptured on the explosion in the tower with the boats and all that jazz, so like erza's got no idea what's going on all she knows is now she can't hear for shit and she's half blind but like okay I guess.
And y'know porlyusica fixed her eye and all that, but I feel like erza doesn't really mention the never being able to hear properly thing and just kinda lives with it
I feel like when her and mira we're fighting and all that half the time the arguments were caused because mira thought erza was ignoring her but literally erza just didn't hear a word she was saying, this also high-key lead to some gay shit because erza would have to stare at miras lips to understand what she's saying and it would just be awkward as shit because they're both hella gay for each other
Erza jumped so hard she let the glass she had been holding fall. With a swift movement, Mirajane caught it before putting it back to its place.
“Are you serious?”
Mirajane smiled at her.
“Why wouldn't I be?”
“I'm not– I don't think I'm–”
“You just said you didn't want to spend your life with a man.” Erza frowned. That's what she had said, but she hadn't thought that it was how Mirajane would interpret it. “If you don't like it we'll just stop. We don't even have to call that a date, we can say it's a... friendly outing?” Mirajane said, smiling at her.
She took a few moments to think about it. She had no reason to refuse.
“... Okay.”
“Really?” Mirajane's eyes widened and Erza could feel her cheeks reddening. She simply shrugged.
“You won't regret it.” The barmaid added, kissing her cheek. Erza felt her heart pounding wildly and she believed her.
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Summary: The king has organized a formal event at the palace, which is why Makarov forced all S-class wizards to take dance lessons. Mirajane thinks there can be no worse student than Laxus. Laxus thinks there can be no more terrible teacher than Mirajane. Both are wrong. [Fraxus, Erzajane]
Link: AO3
Notes: A very short random oneshot. I hope you enjoy it!
Dance lessons
“Why are you leading?” Laxus asked annoyed with his hand wrapped around Mirajane’s waist.
“How do you think I can teach you?” snapped Mirajane irritably.
“I don’t know, but usually the man leads,” Laxus grunted, wondering why the old man had such a terrible idea. They had always attended formal events without necessarily dancing, why did he have to learn now? And why did his teacher have to be Mirajane? The girl could be nice and generally patient, but she wasn’t at all with him, she had quickly lost patience. ‘Quickly’ was maybe an understatement, especially since Laxus hadn’t made it easy for her, complaining before he even started dancing and not making any effort. He hadn’t done it to upset the girl, his only goal was to make her give up, he hoped that Mirajane would go and tell the old man that he was a lost case and that he would never learn to dance.
“Can you at least make an effort?” Mirajane growled.
“I’m doing it,” Laxus muttered but he stepped on her foot. But he really did it by accident. Mirajane didn’t think the same and gave him a grim look.
“You’re not doing this, and next time you step on my foot I’ll cut your leg off,” she threatened.
“At least I’ll have an excuse not to dance,” Laxus muttered, glancing out the window. In the garden were Freed and Erza, the runes wizard was teaching the redhead to dance -Laxus didn’t envy him at all- but strangely they seemed to be doing quite well. They certainly looked much better than him and Mirajane, maybe because they were both focused. Distracted Laxus stepped on Mirajane’s foot again and the girl slapped him on the head.
“The next will be a punch,” she warned him. Laxus muttered something incomprehensible and again looked out the window. Damn, Freed danced really well, it was amazing how he managed to carry Erza -the girl was certainly not known to be a good dancer. He shouldn’t have been surprised though, Freed had attended many dances and that was why Makarov had asked him to teach the redhead. Again, Laxus stepped on Mirajane’s foot, and this time she stepped on him as well, putting more strength on it.
“Fuck Mira, do you wanna break my foot?” Laxus cursed.
“I want you to stop break mine,” she growled. “And make an effort, you’re terrible.”
“Maybe because you’re a terrible teacher. Just give up.” Laxus grunted. He didn’t want to waste time, he didn’t want to participate in that stupid fucking event, and most of all, he didn’t want to dance with other unknown women.
“If you weren’t distracted by looking at Freed’s ass you would have learned by now.” At that, Laxus’s face took on a red hue and Mirajane grinned. “I know you’d rather dance with him, unfortunately for you I’m your teacher. And now work hard,” she ordered threateningly. Embarrassed Laxus tried to find an excuse.
“I wasn’t looking at Freed,” he muttered. “I was just observing that he’s a better teacher than you,” he added hoping the warmth in his face didn’t imply a red color.
“Sure,” Mirajane teased. “It’s just an excuse because you wanna dance with him,” she repeated knowing she was right. Laxus glared at her.
“As if you didn’t prefer to dance with Erza” was the only thing he was able to say. Mirajane blushed slightly but she didn’t let embarrassment take over.
“Trust me, I’d rather dance with anyone but you. You are a terrible student”.
Laxus didn’t reply, but an idea crossed his mind. If Mira preferred to teach Erza she could do it, he at least could have had Freed as a teacher and he was sure that his friend would understand his needs and would tell Makarov that he was a lost case. Yes, Freed was certainly the only one who could persuade the old man not to let him participate in that stupid event, and Laxus was sure he would do it for him.
***
Mirajane didn’t know if she was relieved or not at the idea of having to dance with Erza. The idea of changing partners had come from Laxus and she had accepted only because Laxus was making her nervous, certainly not to dance alone with Erza. Not that it was bad to dance with her. After trying to teach Laxus she had come to the conclusion that no one could be worse than him.
“Why are you swapping partners?” the redhead asked with a smile, a sign that she was having fun dancing. Mirajane found a bit of joy, the constant complaints of Laxus had driven her mad.
“Laxus wanted to dance with Freed,” she just said and got into position to dance. But before she could start Erza took her hand in hers, her other placed it on the albina’s waist and immediately began to lead. Mirajane was perplexed for a moment but she followed Erza trying not to notice the few centimeters that separated them.
“Um… shouldn’t you follow? You know, at the party you’re going to dance with a man and he’ll lead you,” she said, frowning and feeling a slight warmth in her face.
“Freed told me that even a woman can lead,” the redhead replied promptly.
“Yes, well, but... generally it doesn’t work like that” she said a little uncertainly, Erza’s hand at her waist was distracting her, and the redhead had started dancing with more vigor and out of control. Why wasn’t she as calm as she had been with Freed? Why had she started spinning it without worrying about the rhythm of the music? Why were her footsteps completely out of time? Mira wanted to stop what seemed more like a fight than a dance, but Erza’s smile was confusing her a bit. Damn, damn Laxus and damn the idea of him.
“It doesn’t matter, it’s funny” Erza laughed as she continued to dance, as she stepped on her foot. “Sorry,” she said not very worried and Mira groaned internally, wondering why she had ended up in that situation. Maybe because she was the only S-class sorceress who could dance. Well, to be honest she was the only sorceress in all of Fairy Tail who could dance, probably only Lucy, Loke and Freed could do it besides her.
“You were following with Freed,” Mirajane pointed out. She also wanted to tell Erza that with Freed she was dancing well, as opposed to what she was doing in that moment. Was she doing it on purpose? Mirajane wasn’t sure.
“Because he was teaching me, I’ve learned by now,” Erza explained. She didn’t finish the sentence as she stepped on Mirajane’s foot again. She hadn’t learned at all and any man who would end up dancing with her would start praying all the holy wizards that the song would end quickly. Did she do it on purpose or did she just not realize she was incapable? At least Laxus had an excuse to dance like shit, he made no effort. Not only did Erza seem focused, but she also seemed happy and satisfied.
“And then,” Erza began with a defiant smile that Mira hadn’t seen on her face for some time. “Between the two of us I would definitely lead”. Mirajane stared at her for a moment without saying a word, surprised by the return of rivalry and she smiled back. She pulled the redhead towards her and changed their roles without Erza even realizing it.
“I don’t think so,” she retorted, feeling her smile tug at her cheeks. Erza followed her but stepped on her toes as she did so. “And you would have learned? You’re terrible” Mirajane said recovering the rivalry that had characterized her as a teenager.
“I’m not,” Erza retorted. “It’s you who do not lead well”. There was a change again and Erza gave her a satisfied look. Mirajane found herself laughing, thinking that even though Erza was terrible at dancing, it was certainly more fun teaching her than that idiot Laxus.
***
“No,” Freed said categorically and Laxus looked at him desperately.
“What does it mean?” he asked, hoping he had misunderstood. He was convinced that Freed would understand him, that he would talk to Makarov and persuade him not to make him dance. So why was his friend denying him that little favor?
“Makarov wants you to learn to dance, so you will learn,” Freed said. “No complaints. Until you learn, you won’t leave here. And if I see that you’re not making an effort, I’ll remove the runes from your house and I’ll tell Natsu where you live”. Laxus glared at him, he had hoped for his help, damn.
“You’re an asshole,” he muttered. Freed rolled his eyes but said nothing. He walked over and placed a hand on Laxus’s waist, taking the other hand in his. Laxus blushed slightly at the contact.
“Shouldn’t I be leading?” he asked.
“If you knew how to dance you would, unfortunately you’re not capable of it. Mira has already shown you the steps, right?”.
“Um... yes,” Laxus muttered. At that answer Freed started dancing and Laxus forced himself to follow him, even though he wanted to be everywhere but there. Well, it wasn’t bad to have an excuse to be close to his friend but that was too close. Laxus was increasingly aware of his friend’s hand resting on his waist, of the few centimeters that separated them and of the perfume that Freed had decided to wear that morning. If only Freed had had the usual coat to cover him it would have been easier to concentrate, but that shirt was too light. Damn, it was all Mirajane’s fault.
“Keep your feet tighter, relax your shoulders and try to be more fluid. Flex your knees slightly,” Freed advised. Laxus tried to do what he said but it was too much information and he inevitably ended up stepping on Freed’s foot.
“Shit”.
“It’s because you’re stiff and not focused,” Freed said.
“I’m focused,” Laxus retorted, but it was a lie. He was more focused on feeling Freed’s fingers on his shirt. “I’m trying, but I hate fucking dancing,” he growled.
“It’s not that bad. Come on, you’re better than that,” Freed insisted.
“Can’t you tell the old man I’m a lost case?”
“No” was the categorical reply.
“I hate dancing”. Complaining helped him distract from his friend, so Laxus was ready to exasperate Freed with his complaints. He had so many, starting with that stupid event that the king had decided to organize.
“Work instead of complaining,” Freed retorted.
“I swear to god, if a woman wants to dance with me, I will threaten her. Besides, why the fuck did the old man make us learn to dance? We have never done this before and...”
“One more complaint that comes out of your mouth and I’m going to tell Natsu where you live. I’m not kidding, and stop stepping on my toes,” Freed hissed between his teeth at the blonde’s umpteenth mistake. Laxus fell silent, he didn’t really want to find that maddening Dragon Slayer at his house at three in the morning. He grunted something about Freed being a worse demon than Mira, and he got a fiery glare. From that moment on, Laxus made an effort. Well, if he had learned to dance, he at least would have had an excuse to hold Freed close to him.
