Fairy Tail Characters & The Romantic Gestures That They Do
Multi Fandom: Romantic Gestures That They Do
Loke/Leo The Lion is the definition of a "smooth operator" with a heart of gold. His romantic gestures are a blend of high-end chivalry, celestial magic, and a bit of shameless flirting.
The "Celestial Sunset": Loke wouldn’t just take you to a nice view; he’d use his position as a Spirit to find a spot where the light hits perfectly. He might even use a bit of Regulus magic to create a soft, golden glow around the two of you if the sun isn't cooperating.
The "Star-Gazing" Picnic: Loke will transport you to a secluded, beautiful spot in the Celestial Spirit World (or a hilltop in Earthland) for a picnic under the stars. He’d use his Lion Brilliance to create a soft, golden ambiance.
Surprise Public Declarations: Loke has zero "chill" when it comes to showing off. Expect him to jump on a stage or interrupt a guild brawl just to hand you a single, perfect rose and tell everyone how lucky he is.
The "Coat over the Shoulders": It’s a classic for a reason. If it’s even slightly breezy, Loke's velvet suit jacket is on your shoulders before you can even shiver. It always smells like expensive cologne and warmth.
Emergency Summons for Cuddles: If you are a Celestial Spirit Mage, Loke will occasionally force his own gate open—not because there’s a fight, but because he "sensed your heart was lonely" (and he wanted to take you out for dinner).
Personalized Jewelry: Being the leader of the Zodiac, Loke has taste. He’d gift you something subtle but enchanted—like a ring or locket that glows warmer whenever he is nearby in the Spirit World.
Protective Chivalry: Loke's favorite gesture is standing slightly in front of you during a confrontation. He doesn't say "I'll protect you"; he just places a hand on your waist and lets his magic flare, making it clear you're off-limits.
Holographic Love Notes: Loke loves using his magic for flair. He’d create glowing, holographic messages in the air—like the "I Love Lucy" sign he once made—but tailored specifically to you.
Luxury Spa Days: Loke is known for giving away resort tickets. Expect him to surprise you with an all-expenses-paid trip to a magical spa or a high-end hotel "just because."
The Unsummoned Appearance: If Loke senses you are in even the slightest bit of trouble or just feeling lonely, he’ll use his own magic to manifest in the human world without being summoned.
Subtle Physical Affection: While Loke's a flirt, with a partner he truly loves, he’d be big on protective touch—a hand on the small of your back in crowds or a warm, "lion-like" nuzzle when you're alone.
Wardrobe Stylist: Loke takes great pride in his appearance. He loves taking you shopping and picking out outfits that make you feel like a "queen" or "king," followed by a date where he tells you how stunning you look all night.
Cheesy Pick-up Lines (with a Twist): Loke still uses his signature flirtatious lines, but they’d become more "inside jokes" between the two of you, delivered with a sincere, warm smile that shows he only has eyes for you.
The doors of Fairy Tail slammed open with more force than you intended which causes every head in the guild hall to turn.
“…Oops,” you mutter.
"Sorry everyone..." you apologize with a wave before everyone in the room continues what they were doing before you had walked into the guild hall.
In just a few seconds, the room is full of chaos again—laughing, shouting, chairs scraping, someone definitely getting thrown through a table.
It's overwhelming, loud, and somehow… warm.
Like stepping into the heart of something alive.
“Hey! New girl!” a voice shouts.
You barely have any time to react before a pink-haired blur—Natsu Dragneel—is suddenly in front of you, grinning like he’d just found treasure.
“Are you strong?” he asks immediately.
“Don’t scare her off, idiot!” Another voice shouts, causing you to turn and see a blonde girl who you immediately recognize as Lucy Heartfilia rushing over, offering you a much more normal smile. “Hi! You must be the new member Mira told us about.”
"Yeah I'm—"
“Well now… looks like Fairy Tail just got even more beautiful.” a smooth voice interrupts.
You turn.
And for a second, everything else in the guild blurs around you.
Leaning casually against the bar is Loke—golden eyes glinting with mischief, a lazy smirk already tugging at his lips.
He pushes himself upright, walking toward you like he has all the time in the world.
Which, somehow, makes your heartbeat pick up.
“I don’t think we’ve met,” he says, stopping just a little too close. “And I’m certain I’d remember someone like you.”
“Oh my god, he’s already starting,” Lucy groans from behind you.
You blink, turning to her confused. “Starting… what?”
“Flirting,” she deadpans.
Loke places a hand dramatically over his heart. “I prefer ‘expressing honest admiration.’”
You let out a small laugh before you can stop yourself which causes his eyes to light up.
“Well,” you say a moment later as you turn to face him again, folding your arms, trying (and failing) to look unimpressed, “you must say that to every new member.”
“Only the ones worth noticing.” he replies back with a smirk.
That does it.
Your cheeks warm instantly, and you hate how easily he'd landed that.
Loke tilts his head, studying your expression like it's the most interesting thing he’s seen all day.
“You’re not walking away,” he notes, clearly pleased.
“I just got here,” you shoot back. “Give me time.”
“Oh, I plan to.”
The guild had somehow gotten louder.
You sit at one of the tables, half-listening to a story Natsu was telling while Lucy apologized for him every five seconds.
It's… nice.
Easier than you expected.
“You fit in quickly.” a voice says from behind you.
You didn’t even have to look up to know who had spoke.
Loke slides into the seat across from you, setting down two drinks.
“I didn’t order—” you try and protest but he cuts you off.
“I did,” he says simply. “Trust me.”
You eye the glass before taking a cautious sip.
“…Okay," you begin. "that’s actually really good.”
“I know,” he says smugly, a small smirk on his lips.
You roll your eyes—but you're smiling.
There's a pause, quieter than anything else in the guild.
And for the first time since you arrived, Loke isn’t performing.
He's just… looking at you.
“So,” he says, softer now, “why Fairy Tail?”
You hesitate.
“Felt like I needed somewhere that mattered,” you admit. “Somewhere… real.”
For once, he doesn’t respond with a joke.
“That’s a good reason,” he says.
Something in his voice makes your chest tighten just a little.
Before the moment can linger too long though, he leans back again, that familiar grin snapping back into place.
“But I have to say,” he adds, “joining Fairy Tail might be the second-best decision you’ve made.”
“Oh yeah?” you say, raising a brow. “What’s the first?”
“Meeting me.” he replies.
You stare at him.
Then laugh. “Wow. You’re unbelievable.”
“And yet,” he says, leaning forward slightly, voice dropping just enough to send a small shiver down your spine, “you’re still talking to me.”
You're starting to get used to it.
The flirting.
The comments.
The way Loke always seemed to appear wherever you were—like some annoyingly charming shadow.
But there were things you noticed, too.
The way his gaze softens when you aren’t looking.
The way he always steps in—subtle, quiet—when things get dangerous.
The way his teasing never crosses a line.
It isn’t just flirting.
It's… attention.
Care, hidden under layers of charm.
And maybe that's why, when he finds you alone one of the guild hall balconies a few months after you joined the guild, you don't tell him to go away.
“Thought I’d find you here,” he says, leaning beside you.
“Do you ever not know where I am?” you ask.
He smirks. “I have my ways.”
You huff softly, looking out over the night sky.
For a moment, neither of you speak.
Then—
“You’re staring again,” you say.
“Can you blame me?” he asks.
You turn this time.
Big mistake.
He's closer than you expected.
His gold eyes are softer now.
Less playful.
More… real.
Your breath catches in your throat. “Loke—”
“You know,” he murmurs, “for once… I’m not trying to flirt.”
“…That’s new.” you mutter.
He smiles faintly.
“Yeah,” he says. “It is.”
His hand lifts up toward the balcony railing—slow, careful, giving you every chance to pull away.
You don’t.
His fingers brush yours.
Warm.
Steady.
And suddenly, all the teasing, all the jokes—it clicks into something deeper.
“Oh,” you whisper.
“Yeah,” he says softly.
For once, no clever line follows.
Just quiet.
Just closeness.
And the feeling—undeniable now—that maybe, just maybe…
The stars aligned a little differently when you walked into Fairy Tail that day.
And maybe Loke had noticed you long before you realized you’d noticed him too.
