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[lgbtfairytailnet]

I know it’s been years but what if I created an lgbt event for June

[femslashfairies]

🌈💖 We’re Back! 💖🌈

As you may have noticed, this wonderful event took a break last year, but we are back in 2022 and ready to go!

What is ‘Femslash Fairies?’

Femslash fairies is an event held in February, inspired by the traditional ‘femslash feb’ format where we dedicate a month to try and inspire people to create more sapphic content within the Fairy Tail fandom.

How do the prompts work?

The prompts are guidelines only, we will accept any sapphic content during February! You can also combine prompts, and of course there’s no pressure to participate in every day! Just have fun and we’ll be happy.

What can I submit?

FanFiction, fanart (traditional or digital), edits, fancams/amvs, headcanons, or anything else you can think of!

Given the nature of the event, a sapphic (wlw/fxf) ship MUST be the focus. Of course you can add m/f ships and m/m can feature as well, they just can’t be the focus!

New work only. This includes WIPs you have now, but not re-uploaded work.

Crossovers with other series will also be allowed.

What can’t I submit?

Anything which shows a romantic relationship between an adult and a child (no Wendy x Lucy, for example).

Anything which may be perceived as homophobic, transphobic, racist, ableist, or antisemitic. We will allow the discussion of homophobia and transphobia as themes seeing as this is an LGBT event, so long as it doesn’t seem as though these issues are being glorified / agreed with.

Anything with a mlm or m/f ship as the focus, as discussed previously.

Anything with character or ship bashing. We want everyone to have fun!

How do I get my work featured?

Either @ this blog or use #femslashfairies2022 in your first 5 tags so we can see. There is also a collection on Ao3, and a twitter account (@lgbtfairytail) where you can showcase your work as well!

Thank you, and have fun! Don’t hesitate to contact us if you need anything 💖🌈

[ft-stories-lgbt]

I think she broke me a little.

We weren't much. Not that I didn't want to, but that's how things were.

We weren't much, but still she broke me a little when she said she couldn't give me what I was searching for. Which is ironic because I'm not sure what i was looking for even back then.

But I guess she saw something, somehow.

We didn't talk for long, maybe a month ? But I still remember how excited I was each time I would open my eyes in the morning and see a text from her. She was always so sweet, telling me about the day she had while I was asleep and about what she will do during the night while I would start my day.

It was only a few hours a day because of the time gap between us, but I cherished every second of it. Because i thought she was special, delicate like a flower blooming in spring.

But what I remember the most is how special she would make me feel. Always a praise in the words she gave me, always warmth in the voice messages she would leave for me to hear in the morning. Reassurance when she felt I needed it.

It's crazy how a month could be so short but so long at the same time.

She's still on my mind most of the days. Not because I fell in love, we didn't do much to feel that yet, but because I was attached and maybe a few moments away from falling after all.

And I guess maybe that's why I can't see people in that kind of way anymore.

Even if she was gentle and kind about everything when she ended it, she unfortunately made her way to that little liste of people who was once here but decided it weren't worth it in the end.

And I think that the bottom of the problem, the real thing I'm trying to say through all of this is : I don't think anyone could love me or stay long enough for me to feel loved.

-

HC: AU where Lucy and Erza met online and where Lucy let herself feel things she shouldn't for a stranger.

-

Did this was inspired by something that happened to me ?

Totally.

-

@fuckyeaherlu @femslashfairies @fairytailfemslash

[ft-stories-lgbt]

"'Cause I'm in a field of dandelions

Wishing on every one that you'd be mine, mine

And I see forever in your eyes

I feel okay when I see you smile"

Sting closes his eyes as he lets his forehead rests against Rogue's. There's a gentle smile playing on his lips and he can feel his lover's hands sliding on his hips, warm and comforting.

It's peaceful around them. They can only hear the birds and the whisper of the wind. The last remain of sunlights are caressing their skin in soft manners.

And for a moment it's like there's only the two of them in the world.

-

The pictures are not mine. The lyrics are from Ruth B- Dandelions. Only the texte is mine.

@fyeahstingue

[ft-fairyexchanges]

Hello Everyone!

It might be a little later than usual, but signups for this years valentines exchange is now open for sign-ups!

As per usual, nothing offensive (homophobic, racist, transphobic etc) or anything containing incest/padeophilia will be accepted.

All TWs must be appropriately tagged, including NSFW.

Apart from that, have fun!

Click here to sign up

[ft-stories-lgbt]

Magic.

Butteflies in their heads and oceans waving in their veins, they were dancing like tomorrow didn't exist.

Free little souls, smiles wider than the sky and eyes shining like diamonds.

There were no limits. Just endless possibilities.

*

Lisanna x Juvia

*

Only the text is mine.

@fairytailfemslash @femslashfairies

[ft-stories-lgbt]

Trigger warning : drowning, suicidal thoughts (it's not explicit but it's there)

*

“Don’t let me go,

Hold me in your beating heart

I won’t let go

Forever is not enough

Let me lay my head down on the shadow by your side

Don’t let me go

Hold me in your beating heart.”

Raign-Don’t let me go

*

She can see the pale light of the moon, its figure waving and uneven because of the ocean.

She doesn’t remember the fall or why she even fell in the first place. She only recalls the harsh collision of her back with the untamed surface of the water, before her body was entirely swallowed by the waves.

There’s no fear in her, no apprehensions, no thoughts running wild in her mind. Everything is strangely calm and bearable. It’s like the pressure doesn’t exist. She’s only floating in this endless body of water.

It’s almost relieving, as the weight of the world suddenly disappears.

She doesn’t fight as she feels herself going deeper and deeper. There’s no use anyway. She feels boneless.

She finally closes her eyes as she accepts her fate. She never thought about how her life could end before. It’s a concern she never bothered to have and even now, when she is surely going straight to her demise, she doesn’t think about it.

She lived. Painfully and beautifully.

She carries no regrets within her.

At least none that matters now.

*

She is burning. Fire going through her chest as she realises that the reason for it is that she can barely breath. The air escaping her lungs before it really has the time to actually settle in. Pain is running through every cell of her body and the hard surface that she is resting on, doesn’t do anything to make the situation better. She can feel hands on her face, a distant voice calling her name and it’s that exact moment that she understands that she didn’t drift away. That somehow she survived.

She should feel relieved she guesses, happy that she is somewhat alive, but everything hurts so much more now, that she wishes she was still there, still in the ocean, at peace.

“-tear, Ultear come on ...you….please”

The voice becomes a little clearer as she feels the air finally having its way in her lungs. It’s not fully there but it’s easier for her to breath at least. There’s fingers running on her cheeks and the warmth of it, makes her shivers, as she realises how cold she feels.

“Can you open your eyes for me please?”

The hands on her face leave her alone and she almost wants to cry at the loss of heat. But the voice is gentle, and she can clearly hear everything now, so she decides to follow the demand, and open her eyes.

At first she doesn’t really see anything, except that blinding light that makes her groans more than anything. Then after a few seconds, there’s a blurry figure in front of her and she has to squint her eyes to see a little better. It takes a few more times before she realises Jellal is leaning over her, a worried and scared look painting his features. When he understands that she is well enough, he releases a breath before letting his body sit on the ground.

"Shit- You scared me. Shit, you scared me so damn much." He says.

And it takes her moment to see that there are tears running down his cheeks.

"Why..Why- How did you.." he lets out a frustrated sigh as he brings his fingers through his damp hair.

He saved me, she realised. And she's not sure if she wants to say thank you or cursed at him for it. For endangering himself for her.

"I'm so fucking mad at you Ul. So mad. You have no idea how much-" Jellal cuts himself, closing his eyes tight.

She finds the strenght to sit, as the pain in her body slowly fades away. She's at lost at what to do, if she's being honest. She was ready to touch the bottom of the ocean, so she didn't think of what would happen if someone came and saved her. And seeing her best friend so desperate wasn't a sight she was used to either.

She doesn't have to think too much about things though, as a body crunches down beside Jellal, partially shielding him from her. There's a lump in her throat when she meets Erik's hard stare.

He knows, she thinks, of course he knows.

But he isn't saying anything, as he focuses on his lover instead, trying to calm his emotions. It's no use though, as Jellal moves enough to see her entirely again. His eyes are incredibly sad.

"I watched you fall. You didn't even try to dodge the hit! You knew it was coming toward you Ultear. Just one step aside, it's all you needed to do. And you didn't."

She casts her eyes down, ashamed as she understands that she won't be able to find a good excuse to justify what happened out there.

"Jellal-" she tries, her voice hoarse from the salty water she swallowed. " I'm sorry, I-"

"I don't want to hear your stupid apology Ultear."

When Ultear finally found the courage to lift her eyes, it's only for her to see that Jellal is starring right at her. His gaze never waving, like he is searching in her soul himself, for the reason she didn't fight anything. Like he is searching for the truth rather than the sugar coating excuse she was ready to give.

"Do you have any idea how much you mean to me Ul?"

He asks then, voice suddenly small as his body leans heavily against his lover. As if he was too tired to keep a hold of himself anymore.

Ultear can't bring herself to say anything again. It's like she's under the water again, the air completely out of her lungs, as she understands the meaning of Jellal words.

"Through all my life you were here. Even when I didn't want to. You were always here. And suddenly, for a moment you weren't. Do you have any idea how terrified I was?"

His voice breaks a little in the end and Ultear can feel the tears filling up her eyes.

"I was so scared that I won't be able to make it on time, that this time, it was really the end. And-"

He lets out a sob. A noise that Ultear never heard coming from him. She has to close her eyes again. Guilt taking place in her heart.

But she's suddenly wrapped into an embrace after that. Strong arms circling her body as if she is something delicate and precious to care for.

"You are my family. The only family I have left. Don't ever try to leave me again, sister."

His words are soft, and gentle, and it's all it takes for her to finally let go and cry against his shoulder.

He is not moving, only staying where he is as he lets her cry and cry.

She somehow knows that this conversation is far from being over. Not with the way Erik was looking at her earlier, not with the way Jellal is keeping her against him, as if she was about to disappear on him again.

She hasn't seen the others yet but she knows they won't let things go smoothly either.

But it's okay, she finds herself thinking.

It's okay.

*

Now the pictures not mine, of course.

And thank you to my sweet, sweet little fairy @watcher-ofthe-sky for her incredible help and support.

This story was supposed to be a Luvia one.. i don't know what happened there.

[ft-stories-lgbt]

“I took the stars from our eyes and then I made a map

And knew that somehow I could find my way back

And I heard your heart beating you were in the darkness too,

So I stayed in the darkness with you.”

Florence and The Machine -Cosmic Love

*

Gray is sitting on the grass, his back against an oak tree as the sunlight is gently playing on his skin. Natsu has his head lying on his lap and is humming a song that Gray doesn’t recognize, but it makes the moment even more peaceful so he doesn’t dare to ask about it. It’s summer, and the warm air around them is welcomed. Gray is glad that they took the time to go out.

Natsu was actually the one who suggested the idea to go to the park, so they could enjoy the sunny day together. It doesn’t happen often lately, since they are both busy with work, so even if Gray was tired from his long week, he agreed. And he didn’t regret it once he saw Natsu lips quirk up in a smile that could rival the brightness of the sun.

Gray always wondered how he was able to smile like that. So beautifully and full of light. He’s seen many people smile in his life, but neither of them were as shiny as Natsu’s.

And somehow it made Gray’s inside ache with something he couldn’t really place.

“Sometimes…”

The word slipped out of his mouth before he could stop it. Natsu quietens, meaning that his attention is fully focus on his lover and Gray knows that he can’t go back now, because Natsu is too perceptive when it comes to him. Gray knows that he knows. That he noticed something was off lately, he’s just waiting for him to talk. Strangely patient with things when it comes to Gray’s never ending thoughts. He needs time to put words on his feelings. And Natsu never rushes him into anything.

So he closes his eyes as he lets the warm breeze messing with his black strands.

“When you come home and I’m in the kitchen making us diner, I wait for you to tell me that, this is it -”

He cuts himself, trying to remember where he is going with this confession. He haven’t even really started yet, but he already feel lost, as if nothing really makes sense. But as if, Natsu could sense it, the man takes his hand in his and tangles their fingers together. It’s okay. Take your time. It’s what it means.

And Gray does take his time, and when he feels himself ready, he exhales as he opens his eyes to let his gaze fall on his husband’s face. As expected, Natsu is looking at him, open and calm. And Gray understands that he is safe. They are safe and strong enough for them to adress the things running through his mind.

“-This is where we ends, because you can stand me anymore.”

This is his worst fear. He never voiced it before, although he is sure that Natsu knows a thing or two about it. He must have noticed at some point. He always does.

“Or because you found someone else. Someone who’s joy equal yours, who smiles and laughs and jokes around just as much as you do. Someone whole and normal.”

“I wait for that moment to happen when you tell me about your day or when you grab something from the fridge to drink while you haven’t even taken the time to take off your shoes. And sometimes I wait for it, when we are both lying in bed, minutes away from falling asleep.”

Whole and normal. He’s not really sure what those words truly mean actually. He heard his father calling him a freak once, he doesn’t remember why anymore, he just recalls the hurt that he felt at the moment. Even his mother told him he was broken, a few times at that. Gray started to lost count at some point, even forgetting the reasons behind the word, too.

So yes, he doesn’t really know what whole and normal mean but he knows he doesn’t fill any of these two categories.

Sometimes, he can’t find sleep because of it. But this little information he keeps it for himself. At least to still protect Natsu from the truth. The one that runs deeper than what he is confessing.

“And I know. I know I shouldn’t think like that because we’ve been together for years, and we’ve known each other for so long. I know it doesn’t make sense. But you are- something else. You’re unique. You’re unreal. And it’s so scary Natsu. So fucking scary.”

Natsu shifts in his lap, silent the whole time he takes to straddle his thighs, so they could face each other while still being in contact.

“Gray. Baby.”

Natsu sighs, sounding a little broken and his usually vibrant green eyes turning sad as he brings his fingers to Gray’s cheeks. Cupping them as if he is holding the universe.

And maybe in, some ways, he is. He remembers the numerous times that Natsu serenaded him, drunk and not, about how Gray is and always will be his galaxy. His cosmic love as Natsu likes to call him.

Sometimes it’s hard to believe it, when really, Natsu is his entire universe and more.

“I wish I could take all these thoughts away, all these doubts, all these pain.” He says, his voice nothing but soft and loving. “And I know that I can’t but Gray, you have to understand that I love you. I don’t want to be with someone else. You are the one that I need.”

Gray can feel the way his eyes fill with tears. Natsu only smiles tenderly in response, but doesn’t try to stop the tears from falling. It’s good to cry my love, never hold yourself back, is what he always says.

“I won’t let you go, and I won’t let go either. The ring you have on your left hand isn’t here just because we wanted to party with our friends and family. It’s here as a reminder that I will be there until the end of the time. It’s a promise that we will go through all the things we have to go through.”

There’s a pair of lips pressed against his forehead, and he find himself closing his eyes at the feeling.

And Gray believes him.

“Together.” Natsu promises.

*

No one looked over this drabble, I tried my best but I know that a few things might sounds off. I'm sorry about that. I Hope you still enjoyed it.

@fuckyeahgratsu

[ft-stories-lgbt]

Hi! When you are able, can you do Stingue with the song Control by Halsey and the keyword Demons? Please?

Hey there! First of all, i'm really sorry to give you an answer this late. I really hope you'll like it. Also this drabble was not looked over by anyone but I tried to do my best, so if you see anything that sounds off, please tell me.

*

“Who is in control?”

He is running. It’s hard to breath and his heart is ponding so hard in his chest that it makes everything even more difficult to bare. It’s dark around him, he can barely see where he is going, but it doesn’t really matter, as long as he gets away. He is shivering but he doesn’t know if it’s because he is so scared or of how cold it is.

“Why are you running, little one.”

He trips over something and with how fast his feet were moving, he finds himself on the ground, face hitting the hard surface of the cement. He groans as he tries to get up, he has no time to dwell on the pain he is feeling on his cheeks.

He needs to get away from here.

But before he is able to stand, he can feel something grabbing his ankle and he is being pulled backward. There’s a laugh ringing in the air around him.

“How many time? How many time do I have to tell you that there’s no need for you to run?”

The voice is gentle and sweet, and if he didn’t know any better he might have stop trying to get away but he knows. He knows how it works, how everything works.

“Come on little one, you are not stupid. Let me help you. Let me take it from you.”

His ankle is all of the sudden free, and the dark around him start to dissipate a little. He almost wants to laugh, because really, this could be his chance, his final chance to get out of here. But once again, he can’t do much about it before he is flipped on his back and he comes face to face with himself. A version of himself that has a demonic smile adorning his lips while flames are dancing in his eyes.

“Let me take the pain away. The doubts, the fear. Let me take it all.”

There are black veins forming on his neck and slowly making their way to his face while his shadow self smiles. And he feels the urge to cry, because this can’t be happening. He can’t let this happening, because he promised.

He promised he will never give up.

But there’s that laugh again. A laugh that makes him understand that he lost this battle. A laugh that says he already gave up.

“Let me take over. Give me the control Rogue.”

“Rogue.”

“You can trust me. I’ll take care of everything for you.”

“Rogue, baby-”

“You know it’s for the best. You gave up once, you can do it again.”

“Come on, you need-”

“Do it.”

“Rogue, you need to wake up.”

“Let me in.”

“Rogue!”

“Let me in!”

“Rogue!”

“LET ME IN!”

Sting is in front of him now. It is strange in a sense, to see him. Sting was never there before.

What changed?

“Thank the gods your finally back. You scared me baby.”

There’s a gentle hand caressing his cheek, tender blue eyes, watching him with worry and precaution. The fingers are warm against his skin and the body pressed to his side, is comforting, in a way. Grounding him. And it’s at this moment that Rogue understand, he came back, from wherever he was.

He releases a shaky breath, he doesn’t even remember holding in the first place. He can feel the aftermath of the whole experience crushing him. He can feel how his body is trembling, and how his eyes are getting filled with water, making Sting look blurry all of the sudden.

“It’s okay. You are okay. I’m here.” Sting tells him.

He feels the way Sting rests his forehead against his, his fingers travelling from his cheek to his neck, securing his head in position as Sting breath slowly. He knows the gesture, familiar with it, more than he would like to admit. This isn’t the first time, and Rogue is not sure if there’ll ever be a last time either at this point.

It’s suffocating, frustrating and scary how things easily go to south these days. How one day, everything seems fine and the other is just a never ending nightmare. He is exhausted, and at lost of what to do.

Because the more he tries to get away from his demons, the more they seem to have control over him.

“Focus on me Rogue. I’m real, focus one me.”

And he tries, shutting his raging thoughts and taming his heart. It’s painful, as the latter seems to beat its way out of his chest, but he tries. Not for him. But for Sting.

Because he promised.

“Whatever were happening in your dreams, were just that. Dreams. It’s not real, it’s not our reality Rogue. You can trust me. I’m here. I’ll always be there.” Sting says again, his voice hushed and soft, soothing the remaining of his fear away.

He forces himself to match his lover’s breath paces. He closes his eyes, hoping that it will help. And after some times, it does. His body seems to recover from the previous storm. Everything seems a little easier to handle now.

“Lets go back to sleep, love. We will talk about it later okay?”

Rogue finds the strength to open his eyes, Sting’s face is slightly away from his, and he can’t help but fall deep in the ocean of his eyes. He knows it’s safe here, always will be.

He doesn’t want to talk about it, to talk about anything actually, he just wants to stay here, and starring at those eyes for the rest of his life. Maybe he is being dramatic, but Sting always been his whole, his universe, his home. Which is why he ends up nodding to Sting’s request. Because even if he would like to forget about everything, there’s no hiding from the very person who knows all about you.

Sting smiles at him, and lets his head rests against his shoulder as he arranges himself on the mattress so they are basically melting into each other and Rogue lets him do it, lets him being his anchor to this reality, as he closes his arms around the blond’s waist.

“I love you Rogue. Always remember that, even when everything around you seem dark.”

He tightens his arms around him a little, as a pleasant warmth fills his heart.

“I’ll remember.”

*

@fyeahstingue

Everything is mine except the images from the aesthetic. They are from Pinterest.

[ft-stories-lgbt]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fairy Tail Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Rogue Cheney/Sting Eucliffe, Yukino Aguria/Minerva Orland Additional Tags: Fairy tail reverse bang 2020, Slice of Life, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Getting Together, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Time Skips, Small One Summary:

There’s so much going on right now, Rogue doesn’t know where to settle. First Sting still has his hands on his shoulders, strangely keeping the jacket and himself in place. Then there’s the intense stare that Sting is giving him and finally there’s the concern in his voice that Rogue, is so, so not used to.

He is lost. Like he hasn’t been since he was little, and trying to figure out if he should use a green or a pink pencil. When he became old enough, his mother made sure he would always prioritize his wants, his needs and to always be sure of what he is doing.

But right now, he is torn between letting Sting doing whatever he wants or just moves away from him.

*

Thank you to @watcher-ofthe-sky for being her wonderful self and being there for me! Thank you for your help with this and for all the time I came to you crying about this XD 

And of course thank you @oryu404 for the incredible art that made me write this story. I can’t believe how talented you are and it was really a pleasure to work with you. Here’s the link to their art : https://oryu404.tumblr.com/post/628257191053361152/fairy-tail-reverse-big-bang-2020

@ftguildevents

[ft-stories-lgbt]

Gray wakes up to the feeling of fingers going up and down the bare skin of his back. He doesn't have to fully open his eyes to know that the touch comes from Lucy. This is her way to arouse him gently and with care. It's their moment, just the two of them, enjoying the beginning of the day. No words needed; everything goes through these gentle contacts.

It's not long before kisses are being pressed on his neck, behind his ear and on his shoulders. He can't help the smile spreading on his lips and he finally turns to see the girl next to him. Her long hair is a little messy from the long night of sleep, and her eyes are still a little puffy, meaning that she probably woke up not too long ago. Her brown eyes shine with something tender, and Gray can feel the warmth spreading in his heart. She is beautiful. The kind of beauty that leaves you speechless as it seems out of this world. He doesn't know what he did to deserve her in this life but Gray makes sure to treasure every given moment he has with her.

He fills the gap between them so he can press flittering kisses on her freckled cheeks. And almost immediately, there's a smile forming on her lips as she melts in the mattress again, giving Gray the opportunity to be slightly on top of her. A shield against the rest of the world.

"Good morning," she whispers softly.

She brings one of her hand on his cheek, caressing gently as he nuzzles her nose for a second before pressing their forehead together. A quiet greeting of his own.

They stay like that for a moment, simply enjoying each other’s presence before Lucy raises her voice again.

"I'm going to shower… why don't you join Natsu and Erza in the kitchen, mmh? I'll meet you all there when I'm done. They're making breakfast."

In all honesty, Gray doesn't want to leave the bed. Not when it means having Lucy with him and some quiet. But the thought of seeing Natsu's green eyes and Erza soft smile in the morning is a little more appealing.

So, he nods and let the girl slip out his arms. He waits until she disappears through the door before actually getting out of the bed. It’s only then he notices how much of the room is bathing in the morning sunlight, and for a moment he wonders how he managed to sleep until Lucy woke him up.

Sighing, he runs his hand through his hair. They've gotten long, reaching his nape and almost falling onto his eyes. He should probably cut it at some point before it gets too much to handle.

When he finally arrives at the kitchen, he is blessed with the sight of Natsu sitting on the counter, only wearing a brief of a boxer, leaving his toned and tattooed body out for the world to see. The dragon on his chest, the golden key on his left arm, the sword on his right thigh, and the snowflakes trailing down his neck are all designs that he has kissed and cherished too many times to count by now. His pink hair is held back with a bright yellow clip and his eyes are half-closed as he hums a song that Gray doesn't recognize.

Gray can't help but be mesmerized by how ethereal the boy his. And as if he was drowned by him, Gray makes his way towards the male, sliding between his legs. He rests his arms around Natsu's waist as he lets his cheek melt against his chest. Natsu is quick to answer, and he cages Gray against him, closing his arms around his body. It's a well-practiced contact. Both of them falling into familiar patterns.

Gray enjoys the moment and lets himself being overwhelmed by the natural heat of Natsu's body.

There's a kiss on the tip of his nose then, and Gray opens his eyes that he doesn't even remember closing, to see Erza looking at him, tenderness written all over her face. As usual, she looks perfect and Gray takes off one arm from Natsu to invite her to join them, suddenly feeling the need to feel her against him. With them.

She doesn't bat an eye and just completes the gap as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Maybe it is. Maybe it's how things are supposed to be.

Gray is thankful every day for it. For them.

He closes his eyes again. Letting the sweet smell of Erza and the comfort that Natsu gives taking over him.

*

Thank you so much @watcher-ofthe-sky for being such a sweetheart and taking the time to help me with this. ly

*

I needed to feel love, but I wrote about it instead

Pictures are not mine

@fuckyeahft-poly-ships

[ft-ez-bb]

I am pleased to announce that the sign-ups for this year’s event are officially open!

This form is for artists and writers only, the beta form will be released once we know what everyone is planning on writing. For now all I need is basic information, but I am encouraging all writers to at least begin to think about what they would like to write about. 

If you have any questions / queries please do not hesitate to ask! 

- Admin Kimi

[ft-stories-lgbt]

He is cluntching at his hand. The smile on his lips doesn't seem to wear off while his eyes look like they hold a million of stars in them with how much they shine.

It's an endearing sight. One that fills his heart with warmth and joy. One that fills his mind with hurt and fear.

These are stolen moments. It's a glimpse of what they could fully have if only things were differents. It's mere seconds before everything goes back to complete silence and emptyness.

It's like the perfect scene before all goes to hell.

It's everything he wants but somehow it's everything he can't have.

*

Jerik week day 2: "you make me want things I can't have"

No beta reading. The pictures are not mine.

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Slash September 2020

We are excited to announce our first big event! This will be a month long prompt event to mirror Femslash February which is hosted by our sister blog @femslashfairies. We thought it would be fun to see the mlm takes on these popular tropes, with a few changes added in. 

So bring out your favorite mlm ships and have some fun!

Event Information

Dates: September 1 - 30

Submissions  - Anything and everything - art, fics, poetry, amvs, headcanons, manga colorings, aesthetics, incorrect quotes,etc.

Prompts: The full list can be seen on the calendar above (click on photo for better quality),  As always these are for inspiration only, feel free to use your own!

Downloadable Files:  Prompt Calendar

Event AO3 Collection: If you post to AO3 please add your work to our collection Slash September 2020

Event Tag: Use the tag ftslashseptember in your first five so that we can see it! You’re also welcome to mention the blog @ftmlmages ​. Please make sure to tag any triggers appropriately and poke us if your post isn’t reblogged within 24 hours.

Extra Info: This event is open to all ships including brotp

Rules: No character bashing, no incest, and no pedophilia. All entries must be previously unposted and original to the blog posting. Late entries will be accepted. 

We are still a small blog so every reblog will really help us get the word out. Please send us an ask if you have any questions!

Art Credits: Jelray art by solofelt, Jerik by @watcher-ofthe-sky, Najeel fanart by akira, Lyoke edit by @jinx13gxa, Laxeel fanart by @butcherza, Midco edit by @gaymirajane

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Erza x Lucy, Hurt/Comfort For Anonymous (SickFic)

Aesthetic by Mod Mollie

“Achoo!” Lucy sneezed loudly for what must be the tenth time that day, burying her face in her handkerchief. She sniffled, shivering and wrapping herself tighter in blankets.

“What’s wrong?” Erza asked quickly. “Are you alright? Do you need more hot water, blankets, anything to eat?”

Lucy wanted to scream. This was the hundredth time Erza was asking her if she needed anything; she was already over-supplied by her wife, with enough books, pillows and cocoa to last her a week. Erza was bustling around her like a bee around a flower, and though it had been sweet at first, now it was just irritating.

“I’m fine,” she said through clenched teeth, forcing back her annoyance. 

“Are you sure?” Erza asked, looking concerned. “You know I don’t mind—”

“No! It’s fine!” Lucy snapped, harsher than she’d intended to. Erza’s face dropped, and she felt ashamed for a second, but the irritation at Erza’s constant hovering around her came back in a second.

“Did I do something?” Erza asked very quietly. Now Lucy was usually of even keel, and barely ever got mad, but she was feeling like utter crap and her wife’s extra attentiveness was just the catalyst for her to boil over. 

“You’re doing too much! You’re smothering me!” she snarled. “I wish you’d just go away for five minutes and let me breathe! Maybe your over-care is why this cold isn’t getting any better!”

Erza looked crushed. A wave of guilt swept into Lucy at her wife’s expression, and she was just about to apologise when Erza smoothed her face out and nodded. 

“I’m sorry,” she said in a calm voice, sounding truly apologetic, but Lucy could hear the pain she was trying to hide. “I shouldn’t have been so overbearing. I’ll give you the space you need, but please call me if you need anything.” Before Lucy could say a word, she had swept off into the other room and closed the door behind her.

Lucy sank into the couch, feeling horrible. Her wife had done nothing but shower love and care upon her… what kind of person did it make her to be annoyed by it? True, Erza could sometimes be a bit much, but she knew it was all out of the immense adoration she had for her. She was genuinely lucky to be loved so much by someone as beautiful and kind and strong as Erza was⁠—yet here she was, acting like a little brat after being given everything and more.

She sniffled softly, feeling tears come to her eyes. Oh, how she hated making Erza sad! She knew she hadn’t been wrong about establishing that boundary, but could she have done it in a way that wouldn’t have hurt her wife? Absolutely.

Lucy knew what she had to do. Swallowing her tears back, she sat up, ignoring how tired she felt, and called in a thick voice, “Erza!”

Within seconds, the door of the room flew open, and Erza rushed over to her, asking, “What is it, Lu? What do you need?”

“I need to apologise,” Lucy said, looking into Erza’s brown eyes. “It’s true, you can be a bit… overbearing… but the way I snapped at you just wasn’t right.”  Erza shook her head, smiling at Lucy.

“No. You had every right to snap at me—you’re sick, and tired, and that’s okay. I only felt hurt for a minute, love.” she said, taking Lucy’s hands and pressing kisses to the knuckles warm with fever. Lucy laughed softly, smiling back.

“Okay… but can I try enforcing my boundaries again, and nicely this time?” she asked. Erza nodded, and Lucy took a deep breath. 

“I’m sorry, Erza.” she said honestly. “I love you, and I love how sweet you are when I’m sick. But maybe… tone it down a bit? Just a little.”

Erza hummed. “That, love, I can do.” She kissed Lucy’s hands again, eliciting a soft giggle, then stood up, her face turning concerned once more.

“Can I get—” she started to ask, but Lucy raised her eyebrows. Erza laughed to herself, shaking her head.

“Right. Sorry. I’m going to go and finish my book⁠—and if you need anything you’ll call me, right?” Lucy nodded, smiling. 

“Right. Now go enjoy your porn—and don’t get too many ideas!” she added, seeing the glint in Erza’s eyes as she went to the room. Once the door was shut, she flopped back against the couch, feeling much better despite the fact that she still had a runny nose.

Ah, my wife is the best…

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Kagura/Milliana + stargazing (fic). Cuddling on the balcony of their guild and guessing constellations together (Kagura starts with much less enthusiasm, but she eventually gets into it). Thanks!

Kagura loathed nights, more often than not they contained flames flickering behind her eyelids, screams ringing in her ears, and the semblance of acrid flesh hanging in the air. Every time she drifted off to sleep, she was greeted with a unique horror.

And when she woke, weak-kneed and nauseous. Kagura reached for the comfort of her blade and the security of Mermaid Heel's training grounds. 

The practice sword didn’t have the same heft as Archenemy, but it didn’t need to for Kagura to commit the movements to memory. Her form would be perfect when the fateful moment arrived, the moment when she would avenge Simon and Millianna. Perhaps, then there would be peace.

Midnight was long past when her arms began burning. Her strikes became increasingly feeble, her steps clumsy.

So when something warm encircled her arm, naturally, Kagura nearly jumped out of her skin.

"You're still up or…?"

Millianna. Kagura's shoulders sagged. Millianna excelled at stealth; however, she never masked her steps from Kagura. Perhaps it was time to call it.

"No, I took a reprieve prior to beginning my daily training."

"Yeah…" A slight quirk of her lips did nothing to disguise the somber look in Milliana's eyes as she guided Kagura towards her room. "I had trouble sleeping too."

The balcony outside of Milliana's room was cozy. Jasmine curled around the wrought-iron balustrade perfuming the air with sweetness. Once they were settled on the wicker loveseat, Milliana rested her head on Kagura's shoulder, her tail involuntary around Kagura's waist. 

"You know, every star has a story. Grandpa Rob used to say they're like people in that way."

Kagura hummed in reply. She cared little for far off constellations; nevertheless, she did care for Millianna; it was no hardship to feign interest on her behalf.

"There was this crack in the roof of the cell they kept us in. When we couldn't get to sleep, we would make stories for the stars about how they got there, why they're there." She pointed at a cluster to the northeast. "Er-chan used to say that constellation, told the impossible tale of a woman. She fought a hundred monsters only to fall after striking the last fiend. The spirits honored her sacrifice by granting her a place among them, weaving a celestial tapestry commemorating it."

Kagura inclined her head, "And that constellation to the west?" 

"Fiore’s was once ruled by dragons when the final dragon breathed its last; its spirit rose in an eternal flight among the stars." Millianna peered up at Kagura. Moonlight illuminated her face in breathtaking splendor, stars glittered in her eyes. "What do you think that one means?"

 Under Milliana's earnest gaze, Kagura felt lighter. They looked like stars in all honesty. Nonetheless, she let the feeling embolden her, "Perhaps, it's a cat."

Millianna's puffed in an endearing pout. 

Kagura couldn’t stop a chuckle from bubbling forth. "Let me finish before judging, please," she chided lightly. "Each of the nine stars represents one of its lives. Every lifetime the cat conducted a myriad of good works by the end of its final life, they were guided to a perch in the stars where they could rest."

"That's sweet," Millianna swiped furiously at her glistening eyes. "You know kitties are my soft spot. It's not fair."

"I could always give it another go."

"Really!"

Millianna's enthusiasm was nothing if not infectious.

"The brightest star in the sky is a guiding light. True north. Two lovers torn apart by circumstance could only meet clandestinely under cover of night. They needed a way to find each other in the dark, and the Celestial Spirit King swayed by their plight, placed it in the sky to guide them."

Millianna buried her face into Kagura's shoulder as she cuddled closer. "That story's almost as beautiful as you, Kagura-chan."

Kagura nearly missed the muffled compliment. 

"It all pales compared to you," she replied as a furious blush overcame her face; she thanked the spirits for the cover of darkness. No matter what the future held, she knew that so long as they were together, there was a way forward to something brighter than what they left behind.

-Mod Aqua

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For @yeslokiisgod who wanted some protective / jealous Laxus :)