#ftpride2020

[ice-bringer]

Sting was the guild master of Sabertooth. Erza was the guild master of Fairy Tail. There was no reason for Natsu to attend the meetings, but the truth was he missed Sting’s smile.

[ice-bringer]

- queen

For @ft-wwtdp day 23

Laxus tries a new gay bar, not realising that it’s their drag night. He’s not that interested and prepares to leave when the tantalising queen Freedomme takes centre stage, and Laxus realises that maybe he is super interested in drag, or at least the queen in front of him.

[ice-bringer]

“Is something wrong, Erza?” Mirajane asked, as sweet as always.

Erza wanted to tell the truth, to admit that she had been in love with the other woman since she had first set eyes on her. She wanted to be brave.

But that wasn’t going to happen today.

“Nothing at all, Mira.” Erza smiled, but her skin felt hot and uncomfortable. She was sickened by her own weakness.

“Let me know if there’s anything I can do!” Mirajane chirped, breezing past the redhead to clear some nearby tables, and Erza hummed.

“I will.”

That was a promise to herself as much as it was to Mirajane. Erza would tell Mira how she felt. Erza would be honest.

Erza would be brave.

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For @ft-wwtdp day three, brave

[ice-bringer]

- blame 

for @ft-wwtdp​ day 21

Juvia had to blame Erza for her confusion, because before joining Fairy Tail she could ignore all of the uncertain feelings inside of her. But Erza was strong, and determined, and more beautiful than Juvia’s mind ever imagined a woman could be. She loved to watch her fight, and win, with her stern gaze and shock of scarlet hair, and even if Juvia was nothing more than a teammate, someone to cheer for Erza in battle, supporting her whenever she could, then Juvia could accept that. It was better than being nothing to Erza, anyway. 

[ice-bringer]

- balance

For @ft-wwtdp day 27

Millianna was also so exuberant, so full of life; Kagura often wondered where she got her energy from.

“Kagura-chan!” Millianna yelled, throwing herself into Kagura’s arms and knocking them both off balance. They fell onto the warm summer sand, but Kagura thought that her cheeks were warmer when she realised how close the other woman was.

“I’m glad you could make it.” Millianna breathed, and Kagura hummed her agreement.

She was glad that she had come, too.

[ice-bringer]

- games

for @ftlgbtales​ day 20. The majority of my entries are on ao3, in case you haven’t seen! I’ve managed every day so far, so let’s try to keep that up.

When Lyon and Hibiki started dating, it was under the strict understanding that their relationship had to be a secret. Blue Pegasus wasn’t like Lamia Scale; they relied as much on their hosting for money as they did their wizarding jobs. Hibiki’s magic was specialist, so there were few requests that he could easily fulfil, and as such Lyon had agreed that the best way to proceed was discreetly, not wanting to harm Hibiki’s reputation. Or his business.

Lyon knew this, of course he did, but that didn’t make it easy when the Grand Magic Games started, and he had to interact with Hibiki as though they were mere acquaintances. In fact, Lyon found it easier to avoid the other man altogether; that way the risk of him exposing their relationship was well and truly non-existent. It was frustrating, but it was what Lyon had to do. He wouldn’t be responsible for ruining Hibiki’s business. That wasn’t fair.

“The winners of the day three tag-team battles are Lamia Scale’s Lyon Vastia and Sherry Blendy!”

The crowd roared, applause almost deafening as Lyon caught his breath. Ren was waiting at the edge of the stadium, too coy to greet Sherry on the field itself, but when she ran to him he pulled her into a tight hug, lips pressed against her hair, and for a moment Lyon was jealous , because he would never be allowed that with Hibiki. But Sherry was his friend, and he was grateful everyday that she had found her happiness.

He was about to leave the field and go ease his frustrations by annoying Gray or challenging Bacchus to a drinking contest, but a hand grabbed his wrist before he could move and Lyon turned, confused. Fans weren’t allowed to run on the field, and Lyon didn’t expect any of his teammates to greet him; they were all confident that Sherry and himself would be able to win.

“Wha-”

Whatever Lyon was about to say was cut off by a pair of soft lips working earnestly against his. Lyon was shocked, but they tasted familiar, and the body that was pressed flat against his was warm. Lyon saw a shock of auburn hair, large brown eyes, and his breath caught in his throat.

The stadium was silent, so Lyon could clearly hear when Hibiki whispered against his mouth,

“You did amazingly, love.”

And the audience was applauding again, even more thunderous than when Lyon and Sherry had won their team battle. Hibiki rested his forehead against Lyon’s shoulder, a content smile tugging at the edge of his lips, and Lyon felt overwhelmed.

“Are you sure about this?” He asked, putting an inch of distance between their bodies, which Hibiki hastily reduced once more with another tantalising kiss.

“I’m sure about us.”

And that was all that Lyon needed to hear. He pulled Hibiki in close, determined to never let him go again.