I refuse your refusal.

sarah ; she/her ; 9teen

[neptunesfullbuster]

𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐇 ✩ nineteen , she/her , multi-fandom ✩ personal blog

✩ 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 ✩ 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 ✩

‣ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍…

‣ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒…

‣ 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘…

✩ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐘 ˎˊ˗

‣ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓…

ʚɞ the idiot and the council woman - natsu dragneel

ʚɞ the dreyar family curse - laxus dreyar

‣ 𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄…

ʚɞ both my recent fics that i do not feel like making another link for since there isn't a point :p

[acnologias-ass]

"A message. It means even if I can't see where you are, I'm always looking at you, Gramps!"

[everelffan]

Pinterest my love - ROUND 4

(Last part I think, for the moment)

[neptunesfullbuster]

Some of the Fairy Tail Boys Full Names.

got this idea randomly yesterday night and decided to share. if you want more or even the females ig let me know lol (this is a bit of a joke btw)

@rosetheshapeshifter helped bounce off idea- also credits to Gray and Rogues lmao

Gajeel Ernesto Redfox

Natsu Gilbert Dragneel

Gray Jeffery Fullbuster

Laxus Harriet Cornelius Dreyar

Bickslow Reginald (last name isn’t said rip)

Freed Bartholomew Justine

Sting Edwin Arnold Eucliffe

Rouge Eustass Cheney

[neptunesfullbuster]

reblogging this cause i think it’s fucking funny and should be canon

[castkorb]

my humble offering to this fucking thing

@butcherza 👉🏼👈🏼

[zaimta]

彡PAINTING HIS NAILS

parings: laxus, gajeel, bickslow, bacchus x gn!reader

zai's notes: rewatching fairy tail for the 100th time n i remembered bacchus he's so yea <3, n i'm getting back to requests after this one!!

˗ˏˋ«────── « 𓆩♡𓆪 » ──────»

˗ˏˋLAXUS DREAYAR

the hardest to convince, you could ask him over and over but he never gives in, he only gives in because you "annoyed him" which obviously ain't true he's just whipped

doesn't even let you pick the color either, he just tosses you the black nail polish because he's aware it's a neutral color

killjoy!!

the two of you lounged on some couches on the upstairs area of the guild, his arm was around your shoulder as he talked to the thunder legion. while he talked to them your mind was elsewhere, you glanced at his hand. you remained silent while you stared at it you didn’t even notice how focused you were, you didn’t even notice the thunder legion going downstairs for a quick bite to eat.

you held his hand in yours as the two of you sat side by side on the upstairs level of the guild. you noticed how rough his knuckles looked from all the punches he would through, and small scars littering his hands. your gaze game down to his nails and you gazed down at your own painted nails and you got the best idea.

“you should let me paint your nails.”

with in a heartbeat he responded “no.”

you groaned “come on it’ll be fun and it’ll look cute!”

“no.”

“i think you should let me paint them, they’ll look so nice too! besides your hands could use some tlc” you looked down at his hands and rose a single brow, a manicure was clearly needed for him. even if you couldn’t do anything about the scars the nails would at least spruce them up a little.

“i’m good.” he rolled his eyes at you but made no effort to remove his hand from your grasp.

you stared at him and he sighed feeling your eyes on him “tell me why i should let you paint my nails?”

“because i’m your s/o and you love me and you would do anything for me” you flashed him a grin and he rose a single brow in return “pleaseee.”

he sighed finally giving in, he his free hand down his face knowing he was going to regret his decision “fine.”

you led him out of the guild abiding “knowing” glances from some guildmates. you walked back to your house and gladly led him into your bedroom where you were going to paint his nails. you walked over to him with your box of nail polish clearly excited

“we can try any color you want maybe we could-”

he cuts you off tossing the black nail polish at you, you catch it easily and sigh “you’re so boring, i was hoping we could do a blue or something.”

“the second it chips you’re removing it.”

"killjoy."

˗ˏˋGAJEEL REDFOX

another hardheaded one

tell him it’ll make him look likea rockstar and he’ll be willing to hear you out

he’ll only go for black you could talk him into grey to match his metal magic but only if it’s a dark grey

you sat across from where he sat in the guildhall leaning close to him with a grin “i just had the best idea ever, you should let me paint your nails.”

he looked at you annoyed “im still waiting on your ‘best idea ever’.”

you rolled his eyes used to his attitude by now “im serious it would be fun! plusss you’ll look like a rockstar, a real rockin' one with a stage presence.”

he rose a brow "what kind of rockstar wears nail polish?"

"a color-coordinated one. come on don't you wanna look nice for your next performance? if you don't like it we can take it off i promise." you silently begged with your eyes.

he sighed "fine if it gets you to stop your whining."

you cheered and grabbed his hand leading him to where you lived, he got comfortable in your bed while you rummaged around for some nail polish in your bathroom. you debated on shades of black and grey but you ultimately decided to bring all of them so he could have some options.

"okay so i have a few colors here which one are we feeling. maybe this one?" you held up a dark grey nail polish "or maybe this one?" you held up a light grey nail polish resembling the color of iron "or maybe-"

"well do this one" he cut you off and picked up the black nail polish

you took the black nail polish in your hand you couldn't complain much since the color would match his overall vibe, but you can't deny you were hoping to at least use some grey tones to match his iron.

"okay we can do black it'll look cute too." you take his hand in yours and smile at him, you focus intently on his nails. you knew the chances of him letting him do his nails again were low so you made sure to make his nails look perfect for the first and unfortunately the last time you'll be painting them.

he watched as you concentrated on his nails, you took great care in making sure you wouldn't mess up some nails it was honestly cute to him he couldn't help but snicker "you're really putting a lot of focus into some nails doll." he rested his free hand on his cheek and smirked at you.

"well duh, i have to make them look nice who knows when I'll be able to paint your nails again. if this is the first and last time i'm painting your nails they're gonna look cute ya know." you spoke while completely focusing on his nails.

he offered a hum as a response and let you finish working on his nails. once you finished his nails he gave you a kiss as payment.

a few days have passed by since you pained his nails, and once he saw them getting old he immediately walked over to your house and barged in "hey." he walked past you lounging on your couch, ignoring your confused expression, he walked into your bathroom then flopped down onto the couch next to you with nail polish removal and the black nail polish in his hands.

"they're gettin old wanna fix 'em up for me doll?"

˗ˏˋBICKSLOW

he’s down for it the second you suggest it

he mainly prefers colors that would match his whole theme any colors that he thinks would throw it off he won’t mess with em

he asks you to do it again once they start looking old he makes you redo them

the two of you were hanging out at your house, he’s at your house more than yours it was like he lived there at this point. you were lounging on your couch mindlessly talking about everything and anything. you looked down at his hands and a light bulb went off in your head

“you should let me paint your nails, we could make them match your babies too.”

he shrugged "okay let's do it."

you flashed him a smile and gently kissed his lips "I'm gonna get the nail polish i'll be right back." you padded off to your bathroom and went through your nail polish basket, you couldn't decide between purples, greens, and some oranges, although you felt like the orange was a stretch. you shrugged and brought him all the colors you walked back to the couch with various nail polish colors in your arms, and you dumped them on the couch in between the two of you.

"i couldn't decide on one color so i brought multiple! you can pick which one you want though."

he looked down at all the colors you bought and settled on a dark purple "this would match my helmet wouldn't it?" he grins and handed you the purple nail polish.

you took his hand in yours and took care in painting his nails, he watched as you painted his nails his great care "you're really focused there babe."

you snickered "well yeah i don't want your babies making fun of your nails because they're sloppy." he laughed along with you and leaned to gently kissed your forehead.

"i can't focus if you're kissing me bix" you smiled and spoke without taking your eyes off his nails.

he laughed and smiled at you "and what if i don't want you focused?" you looked up at him and sent him a playful glare "do you want your nails to look like a mess or do you want them to look nice?" he leaned in closer to you "whatever gets your attention onto me."

"so needy" you teased while giggling and gave him a soft kiss on the lips "i'm almost done with your nails then I'll be all yours."

˗ˏˋBACCHUS GROH

he was drunk and he was just talkin

he was the one who suggest you even painted his nails when he was playing with your hand and noticed your nail polish and randomly suggested it

he traced along your hands giving them great focus despite his drunken state "let's paint our nails to match it'll wild baby." you giggled at his state "are you sure you want me to paint your nails? you're pretty drunk right now i'd doubt you'd even remember this."

he laughed loudly "do y'a know who you're talking to baby? bein' drunk is my magic." he pulled you off to the stool you were sitting on at the bar and led you home, or he assumed he was the one leading he started wobbling within a few steps so you had to lead him instead.

once you made it to your house you lead him to your bedroom where he could sit on your bed so you could paint his nails "i feel like a nice purple would suit you." you spoke to him from the bathroom raising your voice slightly so he could hear you, he hummed a response.

you hopped onto your bed with the nail polish in hand and took his hand in yours "make em look nice baby i wanna show the guys how wild i am" he emphasized his guilds motto with a small yell and a grin on his face causing you to laugh "hold still so i can do em right."

he grinned at you "come on say it with me baby these nails are gonna be" you playfully rolled your eyes at him but spoke his guilds mantra in unison "wild!"

you laughed and brought your focus back to his nails, while you did his nails he spoke mindlessly. it was becoming obvious that he was just talking so he could stay awake all the drinks he had was catching up to him. once his nails dried he carefully laid down not wanting to ruin your handiwork.

he woke up the next morning with a splitting headache and newly painted nails, he slowly sat up groaning when he noticed you sleeping by his side he froze. you stirred in your sleep and slowly opened your eyes.

he leaned down to kiss your forehead "mornin' baby. did we paint my nails yesterday? i don't remember much after the bar." he squinted in thought "or was it before the bar..."

you giggled "yes i did paint your nails bacchus you asked me to do them."

he looked down at his nails and smirked "they're wild baby."

[kentophobic]

this is stupid.

kuroo knows that better than anyone—knows that this is entirely unreasonable and entirely spur of the moment and entirely something he should not do—but you’re standing in the kitchen, covered in flour, and the words seem to fall from his lips as if they were always meant to be there.

“marry me,” he says, and he means it just as he did when he asked you yesterday as he kissed you goodbye, and just as he did the day before when you tripped down the stairs, and just as he would tomorrow if you said no.

but this time, as laughter spills from your lips, messy dough coating your cheeks, something stirs in him. something that he wouldn’t find yesterday and won’t find tomorrow and something that feels like hope, and delirium and you—and he thinks, if only for a second, that stupid isn’t even the word for it.

“you’re asking right now?” you raise a brow, motioning your fingers around your mess of a kitchen, and a silly little smile draws across his cheeks.

“i am.”

“i’m covered in flour,” you say.

and he grins, “yeah, and you should marry me.”

you shake your head, pulling your lips together, and you give him that look you always do; the ’maybe when we’re older and smarter and a little less prone to divorce’ look that he’s grown to dread.

because, yes, this is stupid—incredibly so—but he’s twenty-one and he’s pretty sure he’s never going to get much smarter than this and you share a bed every night without killing each other, so, really, why not?

he holds his hand in the air, waiting to insist on asking you again tomorrow, but you laugh—soft and bright and something that aches like home—and a little okay rolls off your lips.

“what?” his fingers stutter in front of him, voice tugging at the back of his throat, and you laugh.

“i said okay.”

“you’re kidding,” he says, a little too dumbfounded for his own good.

“now why would i do that?” you reply, a little tease catching your breath.

(oh, you must be trying to kill him now.)

“because i asked you to marry me.”

“you did.”

“and you said yes.” a breath spills from your throat—happy little laughter swirling between you.

“i did.”

and he doesn’t know whether to scream, or cry, or maybe throw up, but he does know that you just agreed to marry him, so all three sound like a solid approach.

“i’m in love with you,” he says, hands reaching for floured cheeks.

“well i would hope so.”

and he rolls his eyes, pulling you in—lips meeting yours with a clash of flour and warmth and a breath of anything but regret—and he’s sure that he’d be stupid every day of his life if it meant being with you.

[billiewena]

"spam rebloggers are annoying" no. spam rebloggers are my best friends. spam rebloggers brighten my darkest of days. spam rebloggers single-handedly keep me employed as a tumblerina.

[neptunesfullbuster]

i like how i said i’d come back but literally haven’t written a thing 😭

[ichigoginchan]

Zoro and Sanji in the new colorspread 💚💛

The color swap and matching glasses screams

✨ boyfriends ✨

[neptunesfullbuster]

someone give me an idea to write lol

[neptunesfullbuster]

HAIKYUU MASTERLIST

ʚɞ sorted by school/prefecture

‣ miyagi : karsuno, seijioh, shiratorizawa

‣ toyko : fukurodani, nekoma

‣ other : misc, all characters

[sartetsu]

As your wife, it’s only fair I send you your first ask on this new blog.

Anyway, how about Noya with a tutor who helps him during exam season?

And so, this routine has been going on for a while. Until Noya realizes he’s caught feelings.

(Bonus points if Tanaka’s part of the study group and caught on early on and has been trying to set up his friends for months, but they’re both oblivious shits)

CATCHING FEELINGS FOR THEIR TUTOR

characters. Yū Nishinoya

authors note. you read my mind with the tanaka bit wifey

warnings. like one swear word 

You and Tanaka have been pretty good friends since middle school. You always helped with school in which you succeeded, and he did not. 

Exam season was approaching, and of course, Tanaka was going to seek help from the smartest person he knew, which was you. 

Originally, it was only supposed to be you and him, but all the second years hopped on forming a little study group.

In return for each session, a different one would buy your dinner.

Now Noya had the most trouble. He wasn’t understanding half the shit coming out of your mouth, so he’d stopped paying attention. He started randomly leaving the room, drawing on everything, going on his phone, etc., you get my point. 

this study group ended up becoming a regular thing and you ended befriending them all but seemed to spend the most time with Noya.

You always sat next to him during studying, not only cause you were the only one in the group to get him to chill tf out, but you two became really good friends, even hanging out at school. 

Many found you balanced each other out- Noya was a hyperactive wild ferret, and you, well, were not. 

Hell, people thought you two were dating now.

You honestly enjoyed his company and thought he was a good person. He had a good heart and stuck up for not only his friends but what he believed in. 

Tanaka, of all people, was the first one to notice that spark between you both. His two best friends were falling for one another and didn’t even know it- and he’s the dumbass

So for his job as one of your best friends, he was going to try and make you admit your feelings. 

Now Tanaka would do the basic “best friend trying to set up their two best friends” thing, often bringing one of you up to the other or constantly asking about one of you. A few times he would make plans but suddenly “couldn’t make it,” leaving you too alone

Spoilers: it didn’t and it actually made you both think he liked the other.

Noya ended up asking Tanaka if he liked you, and that made him realize his plan failed. 

Tanaka ended up explaining himself and then told Noya he thought he liked you. 

“Do you like Y/n?” 

“..No?”

“Are you sure?”

“...”

Basically, that's how that convo went...

But obviously, Noya wasn’t going to admit it- sure, he thought you were smart and attractive. He was shit at memorization, but he remembers your favourite food and song. He noticed that your eyes would light up when you talked about your current obsession and how excited you would get when someone was interested in it too. 

But that doesn’t mean he likes you.

Right?

Noya being Noya would be in denial for weeks but suddenly, at 3 am while he’s on his phone, it would just hit him. Instantly would call up Tanaka, screaming that he liked you- both his mom who he woke up and Tanaka would tell him to shut up and that they could have told him that months ago. 

Now it was time to tell you:)

There was no plan, as soon as he realized he wanted to tell you right away. Noya was going to call you that night, but Tanaka told him to wait in person. 

So that morning, we all know that man's sleep schedule is wack cmon, he was so excited to go to school, omg-

When he got there, he practically ran looking for you. 

You happened to be at your locker when you heard your name being screamed down the hallway, and when you looked, you saw him running at you at full speed.

Before you had time to process what was happening, Nishinoya screamed, “I like you,” slapped his hands over his mouth and ran off in a panic.You kind of just stood there, and people walked past you with the most confused looks, and you just smiled before rushing to go find him. The first place you looked was the gym for obvious reasons, and you were right- Noya was leaning against the side of the building. 

You walked up to him, proceeding to scare the shit out of him. Leaning against the wall, the two of you sat in silence. 

It was killing you, so you had to say something,

“Noya?”

“Yeah..?”

“I like you too.”

No one could ever describe the pure genuine shock and excitement on his face. 

Oh, you definitely bet that Tanaka dragged the whole team to watch this go down.None of them were impressed.

They were just like, “well fucking finally.” The two of you caught them, and together, you beat up Tanaka but also thanked him at the same time.

a few months ago you were helping him barely pass math finding him the most annoying thing ever and now you were happily in a relationship with him;)

[sartetsu]

HQ BOYS + CONFESSIONS

characters. multi-characters

authors note. i just thought of this and decided to write it;)

DOESN’T EVEN THINK TWICE… you were certain he said it in one breath. He cornered you somewhere and basically shouted what sounded like a confession at you. Now you don’t understand most of what he said, but there was definitely an “i like you” somewhere in there. You were shocked that he managed to not run away.

➞ hinata, nishinoya, yamaguchi, bokuto, kindaichi, goshiki, yamamoto, inuoka 

PLANS IT OUT PERFECTLY FOR WEEKS, EVEN HAS A SPEECH PREPARED AND GOES AS PLANNED… He was 99.9% sure he was in love with you. Everything went according to plan, probably the most romantic and sweet thing that has ever happened to you. He went all out there were flowers, chocolate even took you out for dinner afterwards. Pretty sure you almost cried.

➞ daichi, sugawara, yaku, tendou, ennoshita

EVERYTHING DOESN’T GO AS PLANNED… Gets too nervous, so he forgets his speech and stumbles on his words, almost fell a few times. He showed up late because he got lost and things came up on the last minute. Forgot to make a dinner reservation and you thought this was some joke on you. 

➞ tanaka, kuroo, lev, kageyama, oikawa, 

WAS NEVER PLANNING ON TELLING YOU BUT SAYS IT ACCIDENTALLY… He was shocked, you were shocked. He was frozen in place, and you just stared at him in confusion. You made some dumb joke, and he asked himself why did he like you so much. It took him a few moments to realize he said that out loud. 

➞ asahi, kenma, tsukishima, iwaizumi, akaashi,

“I LIKE YOU…” Simple, straight to the point, and doesn’t hesitate. He doesn’t see why it should be a big deal and thinks you may like him back, sees no point in holding in his feelings. 

➞ ushijima, aone, kyoutani, kunimi

[sartetsu]

HE LOVES BUGGING YOU DURING CLASS

characters. tetsurou kuroo

reader. gn!reader - gender neutral reader

authors note. i got this idea in the shower randomly, enjoy<3

Kuroo loves to mess with you during class, whether you are seated together or not- he finds pestering his sweetheart too hard to resist. His good student image crumbles when you’re around. Kuroo would poke or pinch at your sides, making comments about the class or teacher, drawing on your work- the rest of the list is endless, as he tries to catch your attention by any means, even for a second. If you happen to be seated away from him, you’ll feel little pieces of paper hit the back of your head whenever the teacher has their back to you. Notes full of anything that his bored mind conjures up. Sometimes it’ll be a love note, a random comment, or even a stupid drawing that looks like a toddle did it.

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[neptunesfullbuster]

days were similar when character anons were a thing and i wasn’t clinically depressed 😃

[neptunesfullbuster]

I am 17 years old. Do not come and start talking to me like we’re best friends if you’re under the age of 13. It’s not an age-gap thing. It’s a maturity thing. I have had very bad and uncomfortable experiences with those under the age of 13, and I would like to avoid future ones. I do not care if you follow me, send in a quick little thing in my ask box asking a question or comment on something, or give me a suggestion/idea. same rules apply if you are over the age of 21, unless we’re mutuals and I feel comfortable.

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This isn’t a request blog. I used to take requests, but I no longer do. Now I take suggestions. What's the difference, you may be asking? Well, stating I am a request blog means I am guaranteeing to write your request (as long as it fits the rules and I am taking them). A suggestion isn’t you asking me to write you something. It’s you having an idea for a fic and sharing it with me as a potential something I can write. (If you want to know why I specifically stopped, send in an ask)

1. This isn’t a spoiler-free blog. You’ve been warned.

2. This isn’t an NSFW blog, but it contains suggestive themes occasionally. Most of my writing content will be SFW unless stated otherwise.

3. I write when I want and what I want. Many of the things I will put out are primarily for myself and for personal enjoyment. If you don’t like it, I don’t care. 

4. Have an idea but don’t know what fandom I write for? Most of the content you’ll see from me will be Fairy Tail, One Piece and Haikyuu. Those animes are what I'll be writing for specifically, might change in the future.

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