Sexuality headcanon: I have so many, not gonna lie. Mainly bi/pan/ace, depending on what I’m writing. Gender headcanon: Cis/male. Although, I’ll admit that I have a modern au fic where he’s trans. I also really love genderfluid Bix rn. Random headcanon: He’s surprisingly lazy. Otp with this character: LUCY. ALWAYS LUCY. And Cobra too.What hogwarts house I sort them in: Slytherin through and through. Would I date them: um yesWould I marry them: also yesRated on a scale 1-10: 99999999999
Freed
Sexuality headcanon: homoromantic bisexual. Gender headcanon: Cis/male. Random headcanon: He’s a complete lightweight and is the karaoke king when he’s drunk. He denies that it ever happens though.Otp with this character: Laxus. What hogwarts house I sort them in: SlytherinWould I date them: MaybeWould I marry them: PerhapsRated on a scale 1-10: Hmm… 8. He needs more high ponytails for a 10.
Evergreen
Sexuality headcanon: Hmm… I honestly think she’ll be somewhere on the aro/ace spectrums. Gender headcanon: cis/female. Someone once mentioned trans!Ever to me as a reason for why she gets so annoyed with Elfman, and I really love it tbh. Random headcanon: She actually super low-key wishes she was part of the whole ‘girls group’ in the guild and was included in all of their lunches and plans some more. Otp with this character: Surprisingly, it’s Freed or Laxus. What hogwarts house I sort them in: Slytherin. They’re all Slytherin. This just makes me want to write my Hogwarts AU.Would I date them: no but i’d give her all the cuddlesWould I marry them: as long as hugs are involved, yesRated on a scale 1-10: 10. She’s a queen.
character headcanons/brutally honest ship opinions.
.. Halloween is probably the time Freed takes full revenge on Bixlow for all the teases/pranks he might have played on him. (and probably also the time these two bros gang up on Ever eve n mo re lmaO what idiots)
OMG YES. And of course, Bix never learns. Laxus probably just sits there every year shaking his head at all of them.
Halloween is their favourite event. No one has time for Christmas.
They probably have a tradition where they all just sit up getting drunk and eating way too much candy and sugary things too (y’know, after Freed has had his fun and after him and Bix have teased Ever all day). They probably all gang up on Laxus at the end of the night too... They’re still trying to scare him but it never works.
Hmm... His childhood was probably dark and lonely (shocker, I know). On one hand, he could’ve been abandoned at a young age to fend for himself, or he could’ve had parents/caregivers etc. decide to abuse the demon side of him for their own gain. Although I’m not sure what good that would’ve done since he would’ve been a child and I guess the whole thing would’ve been unstable at best, but maybe that would’ve been a good thing for them.
“HOLY SHIT HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET SO TALL? WHAT THE FUCK?” for the Raijin!!! I want them plastered. It'll be great.
I was going to wait until morning to do this, but… Well, I was awake now so here you go. Four o’clock rambles involve drunk Raijindorks.
Freed didn’t realise he was falling backwards until he was lying down on the carpeted floor and he was holding the amber bottle right above him. He stuck his tongue out, desperately waiting for but a single drop of the delicious spiced rum to fall, but it never happened. With a groan, drawing the attention of his equally as inebriated teammate, Freed dropped the empty bottle down onto the ground beside him. “There’s no more rum… Why is there no more rum…” he mumbled tiredly.
Bickslow made a face when he saw his dishevelled captain sprawled out on the ground beside him. “Freeeeeedo!” he slurred. “What are ya doin’ down there?”
“I don’t quite know…” the Runes mage admitted. “I wanted the rum… But the rum is gone… Why is the rum gone, Bickslow?”
“Well, that’s no good!” Bickslow only seemed to ignore his friend’s rum problem as he picked himself up off the pillow he was seated on, and crawled over to Freed’s side to collapse down next to him, moving the empty bottle aside (it wouldn’t make a very good pillow). He couldn’t quite help but giggle once he was staring up at the ceiling beside his friend. “Hey! The shadows look like clouds!”
Freed tilted his head to the side, his hair becoming even more tangled and splayed out on the carpet. “So they do…”
Evergreen walked back into the shared living room at that moment to find her teammates lying side-by-side on the ground and giggling like fools at the shape of the shadows on the ceiling. She leaves them alone for five minutes to try and find more nachos from the kitchen, and this is what happens?
“What on earth do you two think you’re doing down there?” she asked, standing directly behind their heads, hand on hip and the other supporting the bowl of corn chips covered generously with cheese and salsa.
“Ever… The rum is gone…” Freed groaned again.
Bickslow, on the other hand, screamed, once he noticed his female teammate’s presence. The other two didn’t get a chance to ask just what the fuck it was that had spooked him so suddenly before he was pointing up to her, head tipping back into the carpet slightly to get a better view of her, and was shouting, “Holy shit! How the fuck did you get so tall? What the fuck?!” She was a giant! She had to be over ten feet tall!
“It was the rum,” Freed commented. “The rum is magical!” He sat up with a gasp to lean on his elbow, grabbing Evergreen’s ankle to whisper harshly, “Is the rum magical?!”
Evergreen merely rolled her eyes, fetched the unopened bottle of rum on the coffee table in front of the two morons, and then sat herself down on the middle of the sofa to get back to their movie night. It was at times like that that Evergreen remembered why she didn’t drink much with her brothers… They were lightweights.
Could you please do number 20 for Fraxus? That would be awesome! I love your writing <3
Okay, I will admit, this didn’t end up going the way I thought it would when I first started thinking about what to write for it. But I think this works… sort of. And for my first time writing Fraxus, I’m reasonably happy with it… even if it is probably way too OOC (but hey, that’s what headcanons are for, right?).
Anyway, I hope you like it, and thanks for the request! 💜
#20. You’re too damn cute.
Rating: K+Words: 671
The birth of the little Seith mage (or Celestial Spirit mage, if you talked to the kid’s mother) had been a wonderful event for pretty much everyone in Fairy Tail. For Laxus, it had been an amazing event, just because it gave Bickslow less time to actually annoy him, what, with being a parent to a newborn and all.
It wasn’t long before the two new parents did have to return to their old lives as guild mages… Or more accurately, they both just really needed a day off from the tiny human they’d created, and taking a simple one-day job together in the next town had been way too appealing. Of course, that had just meant they’d be needing a babysitter for the day, and much to Laxus’ disgust, Freed had volunteered them for the task. Damn that demon…
Once Freed had returned to their little cottage with the screaming child, Laxus had instantly retreated to the opposite side of the house and made use of his SoundPod. As far as Laxus was concerned, Freed was the one that had volunteered them, so Freed could be the one to look after the damn poop machine.
And, that had been exactly what had happened for the first few hours. Freed had kept the baby occupied, and Laxus had… sulked.
But then Freed had had to run an errand of the highest importance, apparently, and then Laxus was left sitting in his bedroom and staring at the drooling, fidgeting, weird-noise making creature that somehow looked exactly like her father. It was the damn eyes.
Thankfully, it had been nap time again for the kid, so Laxus’ shift had been easy. All he’d had to do was really check every so often to make sure she hadn’t rolled off onto the floor from where her makeshift bed had been made on the middle of his own. Of course though, things had gotten worse after that, because after nap time came changing time, and by Mavis had Laxus been cursing his heightened Dragon Slayer senses right then.
When Freed returned home just a few hours later, he half expected the house to be in disarray - leaving his husband with a four-month-old baby had just seemed like the worst idea ever. But when he reached the bedroom at the back of the house, he was completely shocked. But in a good way.
Because Laxus was playing with the baby - or really, he was tickling her, but the kid was giggling and Laxus was smiling and holy fucking shit what is going on here? And maybe the best part for Freed was that even with Laxus’ heightened senses, he was too preoccupied with the baby in front of him that he didn’t even notice him standing in the doorway.
“You’re just too damn cute, you know that?” Even if he was still grumbling a little, it was still pretty damn genuine, and Freed was completely lost for words as he watched Laxus continue to tickle and snuggle his god-daughter. “It’s a good thing Blondie’s your mother, because Bix sure as hell ain’t cute.”
Once Freed did manage to find his voice though, just making his presence known with a gentle cough, Laxus merely glanced in his direction before sitting up suddenly and composing himself. His cheeks were red (just like his hands), and Freed now couldn’t help but smirk as he watched his husband pick up the baby and hold her out to him.
“Oh, finally. You’re back,” he grumbled. “Kid’s hungry.”
Freed could only snicker quietly as he took the child in his arms and turned to watch Laxus disappear down the hall to the rest of their house. How the kid managed to wear Laxus down so quickly, Freed had no idea, but he was most definitely going to pester Laxus about it later. He could let his grumpy husband pretend he hadn’t been caught red-handed snuggling a baby and enjoying it for a little while.
