#cobaltcrested

[withachanceoflaxus]

"Alright, I think you've had enough to drink now." Seizes the bottle from his hand. ( MYST ! ) *

the noise he made was not what one would called dignified, but laxus, as inebriated as he was, did not really care. he made a vague gesture for it before falling back against the couch once more. drinking with his advanced senses always made for a fun, if not, strange time. a part of him wanted to study the affects of alcohol more, if only to know for the other dragon slayer in fairy tail and (warn him? have fun with it? it would depend on his mood) but really, the fact he was a dragon slayer was still a well-kept secrete at the behest of his grandfather.

maybe his…maybe ivan would want to know. he was into that science shit. (that laxus pretended not to be into)

“you’re being a real kill joy.” he slurred in mystogan’s direction. there was no particular reason he was drinking tonight. maybe some would correlate it to a Certain Date, but laxus wouldn’t. he didn’t put much stock into anniversaries of any kind. he felt himself fall a little, his head resting on mystogan’s thigh and he kept his eyes closed lest he do something weird like stare. 

his face scrunched up and his eyes closed, he let out a short sigh. too bad for mystogan, he would probably going to be useless for the rest of the night. he wasn’t even sure why he invited him this time–he turned down the raijinshuu earlier (wasn’t even sure if they knew, but they let him go) and yet, he invited mystogan. what the hell did that mean? he’d ask ever, but that would mean admitting he ditched them for someone else and, at the moment, it seemed like a bad idea.

finally, laxus opened his eyes and looked right into mystogan’s. he looked a little annoyed which annoyed laxus because, “you took my drink! don’t be annoyed! i get to be annoyed!” he huffed, but settled himself in against mystogan anyway. his feet were dangling off the end of the couch in an undignified manner and his beloved jacket was hanging on the coat rack, he saw. his mind was going so fast and so slow all at once. he looked back up to mystogan and felt a sudden urge to ask him to stay anyway, but not like it mattered much. he always left in the morning anyway.

the though made his eyes sting and he closed them again. “i think….i think it’s sleepy time for laxus.” he said softly. “i wish i remembered….lullaby. d’you have one?”

[hiscrime-blog]

@cobaltcrested liked for a starter.

his counter part, mystogan, the king of edolas. jellal was at a loss for words for a moment when being faced with him. he had always wanted to speak with him though, in all honesty. but he never really felt like he deserved it. as he was such an “evil incarnation” of himself ... it didn’t seem right to speak with mystogan. jellal even went with the plan to pretend to be mystogan during the grand magic games, risking the other;s reputation. 

     “ uh... ” a smooth start. “ did they ever tell you about what happened during the grand magic games in x791? ”

[sinshckled]

@withachanceoflaxus asked…   ( x )

❤  for myst and laxus ;)

                                                        - - - - - - - - ( find my Mystogan on @cobaltcrested ! )

[dragcnborn-blog]

What if Erza had been the one Ultear had brainwashed instead of Jellal?

what if’s / always accepting !

not only would the slaves building the tower be worked half to death, they were also set to be used as sacrifices for zeref’s ❛ revival ❜. ultear’s influence heightened the need for revenge while clouding who she wanted revenge on. jellal had been one of the few to escape her totalitarian rule and she wanted to bring down anyone who thought they could be a problem for her.

many people working on the tower lost their lives, but help finally arrived in the form of a rag-tag team of wizards brought together by simon (which included jellal). this help arrived in time to stop the mass sacrifice, but erza virtually vanished. she left no trace of where she was going. she was a coward. the hate towards herself about failing the voice in her head drove her across the continent to the alvarez empire.

ultear’s brainwashing was reversed for the most part, but erza’s attitude would remain. she was ruthless and cared not for the enemies she faced on the battlefield. erza became an assassin with her sights set on the most dangerous targets across earthland.

[withachanceoflaxus]

"Stop hogging the blankets." Cue a frown as he attempts to drag the covers back onto himself. ( FROM MYST, OBVIOUSLY!! )

half asleep, laxus grunted and blinked his eyes open. he did keep his house cool-cold because he detested too much heat. he typically ran hot and it made for being in the heat, well. annoying.

 apparently, his current bed mate was not to happy with the way things were and in a huff, laxus turned and looked at mystogan as he dragged the blankets over with him. sure, laxus may have had too much but. there was one simple solution. he tucked closer to mystogan (one, or both of them, must have moved away from the other in their sleep) and slipped his arm under him and one of his legs over mystogan’s. 

“if you’re so cold, myst, you could just get closer.” he murmured. he was still tired, it was a long day and sometimes even laxus could get worn out. 

(exhaustion clung to him more often than not)

he tucked his head on top of mystogan’s, he felt warm now and secure after wrapping himself around mystogan as if the other was a giant teddy bear. oh well. he hasn’t been pushed aside yet, so he didn’t think the other minded too much. in his half-awake-half-asleep state, he kissed the top of mystogan’s hair that peaked out (blue and what a color, too) and slowly drifted off.

[withachanceoflaxus]

❛ for once i get the feeling that i’m right where i belong. ❜ ( MYSTOGAN ) ; abt Fairy Tail, pre-canon.

meme

laxus  hummed at that first. it was … per chance that the pair had ended up where they were. at laxus’s apartment and not for the first time. the music lulled in the background and it seemed the ever mysterious mystogan was slowly opening up to laxus dreyar of all people. though, it did make some sense. he was one of few who did not fall asleep at mystogan’s power. and he was the only one near his age and vice versa. laxus was a curious person in general and that had driven him in the first place to seek the other out while they were both at the guild.

and now, here they were. a few months after the first time. it has been … really fun, laxus decided. and it was just the thing he needed, too. and he got to get closer to another powerful mage in his guild. more than just physically. mystogan was an interesting person all together and it was fun to see some of the mystery underneath … fall away. little by little, though. it was an upward battle but that only made laxus more excited at the challenge. 

maybe not his face, but laxus not only had Suspicions there but also some sort of understanding. ah well. he was shy and probably for good reason and the face was only a minor mystery in the grand scheme of things. 

“well, not to take credit for anything but i’m glad at least someone can make you feel that way.” laxus  told him simply. he stretched his arm and reached it over the other’s shoulders. “you’re not a bad guy to get know once you get used to your tricks.” laxus said. with his hand so close to the other’s face, he flicked the mask there softly. not enough to push it, but enough to be a little annoying. there was a grin on laxus’ face because yeah, he was Like That. “and hey, this whole thing we’ve got works perfectly for both of us, then.”

[withachanceoflaxus]

❝ do you mind if we stay like this for a little longer? ❞ ( MYSTOGAN. )

meme

laxus did not speak at first. he merely glanced over at his companion. he was rather … touchy tonight, laxus supposed. he also seemed more relaxed than laxus had ever seen him and the blonde wondered how much of that had to do with their unplanned reunion. he wondered what happened when edolas seemed stable enough for mystogan to be able to leave. more years had passed for mystogan than for laxus at this point which was. weird to think about. mystogan used to be younger than him. huh. he shook his head of that thought and focused more on the Now.

which was having his arm wrapped around mystogan while the other laid his head on laxus’ shoulder. there was a lot of things they should Probably talk about. mostly because of the previously established fact that so much had happened, for the both of them. and they still haven’t talked about … what they Were now. were they something more than friends with benefits like before? were they going to go back to that? what did laxus even want from this? what did … jellal want from this? were either of them in a place for something more tangible? what even was jellal’s legal position in earthland now? especially with two jellals running about. but truthfully, the other one was so far off of laxus’ radar most of the time. he had the Real jellal with him now.

there was a time for questions, though. and this. well, this wasn’t it laxus decided. he breathed out as an attempt to let the tension out. “that isn’t a problem for me, jellal.” he said finally. they could deal with all that shit later.

[withachanceoflaxus]

❝ i think i forgot what human contact felt like. ❞ ( MYSTOGAN ) ; *CRIES* LITERALLY

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laxus was not surprised by mystogan saying this. they laid there and laxus stretched out. he was feeling a little lazy right now, but the words circled in his head. sure, it wasn’t very surprising. but it was pretty damn sad. laxus at least got a hug or something from evergreen when they saw each other. a pat on the back from freed or bixlow. a crushing and embarrassing hug from gildarts when the old man was in town. but … he looked to the side at mystogan. he didn’t have that, did he?

“well, at least you have this to remind you.” laxus said. his hand waved slowly in the air between them. the music was still playing, laxus just remembered. he sat up finally and stretched his back more fully. with an easy click of the buttom, the music was stopped. 

“it doesn’t have to be the … last time unless you want it to be. it doesn’t even have to be a full repeat.” he offered. a little awkwardly, but hey, that’s laxus for you.