#macbeth x reader

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(Other Guilds) M!Fairy Tail x Chubby Fem!Reader: They find you crying somewhere you thought no one would notice.

themes (MDNI - 19+ only): sense of loneliness/depression, comfort/emotional support, trust, gentleness

a/n: This is for a friend going through a tough time right now. Thank you for trusting this reaction and your comfort character with me, I hope you are well.

Lyon Vastia

Lyon found you behind the guild's storage building, tucked between some crates. He had been looking for extra supplies when he heard it. A small, choked sound that made him stop. He rounded the corner and saw you there, face buried in your hands. You looked up fast and wiped your cheeks with your palms. "Lyon! I was just taking a break. It's dusty back here, got something in my eye." You laughed, but it came out wrong. He didn't move. "Both eyes?"

You looked away, shoulders curling inward. "Please... just go. I'm fine." Lyon stayed exactly where he was. "You're not fine. And I'm not leaving." He lowered himself to sit beside you, back against the crates, close enough that his shoulder nearly touched yours. There was a moment of silence that followed. "You don't have to tell me what happened," he finally said. "But you don't have to sit here wallowing alone either." You felt the tears well up again, harder now than before. His hand found yours in the dim light. "Cry if you need to. I'll stay until you're okay."

Sting Eucliffe

Sting heard you before he saw you. He had wandered onto the guild's rooftop looking for Lector when the sound of muffled crying stopped him in his tracks. You sat huddled near the far edge, curling into yourself, trying so hard to stay quiet. He immediately jigged towards you. "Hey. Hey, what's wrong?" You jerked your head up, eyes red and wet. "Sting! Nothing, I'm okay. I just needed some air." You forced a wobbly smile. "You can go back down. I'll be there in a minute."

He dropped next you instead, "You're a terrible liar, you know that?" His voice was softer than you expected. You shook your head and stared at your hands. "I didn't want anyone to see me like this." Sting bumped his shoulder against yours. "Too late. I'm here now." You felt your composure cracking. "It's stupid. I shouldn't be this upset." He turned to look at you, "If it made you cry, it's not stupid. Come on. Talk to me, what's up?"

Rogue Cheney

Rogue almost missed you entirely. The library's back corner was dark and forgotten, filled with dusty volumes no one touched anymore. He had come searching for a particular text on shadow magic when he heard the uneven breathing. You sat on the floor between two shelves, tears streaming silently down your face. When his shadow fell across you, your head snapped up. You said nothing. Just stared at him with wide eyes, too surprised to even make an excuse.

He settled onto the floor across from you without a word. It was quiet until you finally found your words. "I thought nobody came back here..." Rogue watched you. "I won't ask you to explain." You pulled your sleeves over your hands and pressed them to your face. "I don't even know how to explain." He nodded once. "Then don't." He leaned his head back against the shelf and closed his eyes. "I'll just sit with you for a while if that's okay." Your breath hitched. Somehow that made it easier to let the tears fall.

Hibiki Lates

Hibiki discovered you in the garden behind the Blue Pegasus guildhall, hidden beneath the old willow where the branches swept the ground like curtains. He had been looking for Eve when he heard the soft, broken sounds. He parted the branches and found you, your face blotchy and wet from crying. You scrambled to stand. "Hibiki! I-I was just resting out here. The pollen, you know, it really gets to me this time of year." You laughed and fanned your face. "Allergies are the worst."

He caught your hand before you could escape past him. "Sweetheart." His tone was gentle, no teasing in it at all. "You don't have to perform for me." Your smile crumbled. "I'm supposed to be stronger than this though." Hibiki shook his head and guided you back down to sit, settling beside you. "Who told you that? Crying doesn't make you weak." He produced a handkerchief from his jacket and offered it to you. "It's completely normal, especially when in your predicament." You took it and pressed it to your eyes. "I feel stupid." His arm wrapped around your shoulders. "You're not stupid. You're hurting. There's a difference."

Eve Tearm

Eve had been chasing a stray cat through the alley behind the guild when he stumbled upon you. You sat in a secluded corner crying so hard your whole body shook. He froze, unsure if he should approach. Then you spotted him and panic flashed across your face. "Eve! What are you doing here?" You scrubbed at your cheeks furiously. "I was just sitting. I'm fine. Go back inside, okay?"

He didn't go. Instead he crouched down in front of you, blond hair falling into his worried eyes. "You're crying." You let out a laugh. "Wow, nothing gets past you." The sarcasm fell flat and fresh tears spilled over. Eve's face crumpled with concern. "Did someone hurt you? Was it a patron?" You shook your head. "Nobody hurt me. I'm just tired, Eve. I'm so tired." His hand reached out and rested on your knee. "You should have told us, you know we would all understand if you need a break."

Ren Akatsuki

Ren found you on the cliffs outside town, sitting in the tall grass. The wind carried the sound of your crying before he even got close. He approached slowly, hands in his pockets, and stopped a few feet behind you. "Hey." You whipped around, tears still wet on your face. "Ren! I didn't hear you." You turned away quickly. "Just watching the sunset, it's just so beautiful... you know?"

He walked around and stood in front of you, blocking the view. "The sun set twenty minutes ago." You had no response to that. Your lip trembled and you looked down at the grass. "Please don't tell the others." Ren studied you for a moment, then he sat down beside you. "Don't know what your talking about..." He played along, staring out at the darkening sky. "Everyone cries at some point..." You wiped your nose on your sleeve. "Even you?" He was quiet for a moment. "Yeah, even me." His shoulder pressed against yours, solid and warm. "Now shut up and cry it out until it's out of your system."

Bacchus Groh

Bacchus had wandered into an alley looking for a quiet spot to drink when he heard it. Hiccuping sobs coming from deeper in. He rounded the corner and found you there, face buried in your hands, shoulders heaving. You looked up and went rigid. "Bacchus!--Hey!" You wiped your face fast and grinned, but it wobbled at the edges. "Just got some dirt in my eyes. You know how dirty these back alleys can get..."

He tilted his head and took a long swig from his bottle. Then he dropped down beside you, legs sprawling out. "Dirt. Sure." You bristled. "I'm serious. I'm fine." Bacchus snorted. "Babe, I've been hungover enough times to know what real crying looks like." You opened your mouth to argue but nothing came out. The fight drained from your body and you sagged against him. "I don't want to talk about it." He shrugged and offered you the bottle. "Drink instead then." You took it and sipped, grimacing at the burn. He leaned back and watched the clouds. "Whatever it is, it'll still be there tomorrow. But so will I. So there's that."

Jellal Fernandes

Jellal hadn't meant to intrude. He had been walking through the forest outside Magnolia, seeking solitude of his own, when he came upon the clearing. You sat against a tree, arms wrapped around yourself, crying quietly. He stepped on a branch and you looked up. For a moment neither of you spoke. Then you laughed hollowly, "Great. Of course it's you." You buried your face again. "Just pretend you didn't see this."

He remained still at the edge of the clearing. "I could leave if you want," he insisted. Your voice came out muffled. "I don't know what I want." Jellal hesitated, then walked towards you and lowered himself next to you. Not too close, but near enough. "I'm not good at comfort," he admitted quietly. "I don't have the right words." You lifted your head and looked at him, eyes swollen. "Then why are you staying?" He gazed at the ground. "Because no one should feel like they have to cry alone." He glanced at you. "I know that much." You said nothing. You just leaned your head against his shoulder and let yourself fall apart while he sat with you.

Macbeth

Macbeth had been drifting through the abandoned church, enjoying the silence, when he heard it. Soft, broken breathing echoing off the stone walls. He followed the sound and found you curled on a crumbling pew, tears dripping onto your lap. You sensed him before you saw him and went still. "Go away, Macbeth... I'm not in the mood for whatever cryptic thing you're about to say."

He didn't leave, studying you for a moment before looking around. "You chose an interesting place to fall apart." You laughed bitterly. "Yeah well, I thought the creepy abandoned church would be empty." He moved closer, footsteps silent, and settled onto the pew beside you. "It suits you." You shot him a glare through your tears. "Are you making fun of me?" Macbeth shook his head slowly. "Not at all." He stretched out his legs and closed his eyes like he meant to sleep right there. "Nightmares are easier to face with company... Even the waking kind." You stared at him in disbelief, but then you stopped fighting it and sobbed.

Erik

Erik could hear your thoughts, they were a mess and loud enough to cut through every other voice in his head. He eventually tracked you to the ravine outside town where you sat up on a large boulder, sobbing into your elbow as if trying to muffle yourself. He jumped and landed behind you. You didn't have to look to know who it was. "Erik I... Don't listen. Please... Just block me out, this isn't any of your business."

He crossed his arms and clicked his tongue, "You know it doesn't work like that. You're screaming inside there, hard not to listen." You flinched, "I can't help it..." Erik crouched down next you. "Didn't say it bothered me." You wiped your face with shaking hands. "I don't want you to hear all of this. It's ugly in there right now." He shrugged, "Yeah I know, it's been like that for a while now, but like you said, wasn't any of my buissness... But perhaps it should be." he paused before turning to face away from you. "You've been wanted someone to listen, and I have been for a while already so... yeah. Just go all out in there, I can handle it."

a/n: The approach taken for this was done taking into consideration of the requester. Let's please be respectful of this as everyone has their own preference of receiving comfort.

[diarylector]

stay tonight / macbeth (midnight)

wc: 128

the night was far too quiet.

you couldn’t sleep, and macbeth noticed—as he always did.

he appeared at your bedroom door, leaning against the frame with that elegance far too impeccable for someone so dangerous.

“if you keep tossing around like that… you won’t get any rest.”

you sighed.

he stepped inside, approaching slowly, as if the air itself needed to adjust to him.

“stay with me tonight.”

his voice was deep, soft, almost hypnotic.

he took your hand, guided you to his bed, and lay down beside you, pulling you against his chest.

“like this.”

his faint scent, his breath brushing your ear…

and his calm touch on your back.

“now you can sleep.”

and for the first time that night… you actually did.

[fariytail]

❥ Giving them the silent treatment

Includes: Natsu, Gray, Erza, Lucy, Gajeel, Sting, Rogue, Laxus, Macbeth, Freed, Erik, and Bickslow

Natsu

— Whines, groans, and moans. It literally never stops until you talk to him or even glance at him at least. He can be very childish, but your attention means a lot to him, and he’ll tone it down if that means he can hear you again. His face lights up when you finally give and start talking to him again.

Gray

— Gives it right back. He’s stubborn, even when he’s in the wrong. He realizes it later though, but he’s also a person that hates to admit he was wrong. He makes small attempts to get you to talk to him again. Believe it or not, he apologizes to get you to talk to him again and sighs a sigh of relief when you give in.

Erza

— Life gets a bit gloomy once again while you’re mad at her. She’s persistent to get you talk to her again though, but she realizes if you need time or space. She can easily admit her wrong doings, but would expect you to do the same. When you start talking to her again, she’s excited to have you back.

Lucy

— Her smile fades when she realizes that you aren’t talking to her. She’ll constantly think about you during missions or even afternoons by herself. Even though you aren’t talking to her, she continues to talk to you. When you did start talking to her once again, she was so happy to fill you in on her daily activities.

Gajeel

— Another stubborn one, and he won’t give in unless it is for a good reason. His pettiness knows no bounds even when it comes to his lover. But, fortunately, he has that soft side to him. He apologizes and hopes the problem can be resolved. When you start talking to him again, he’s happy to hear your voice again and forgets all about the problem.

Sting

— Thinks this is a joke when you stop talking to him, but when he realizes that you are really mad, he begins to backtrack with his recent actions. Once he finds out the problem, he immediately apologizes, hoping this would be over as soon as possible. When you start talking to him again, he’s ecstatic to hear that pretty voice directed at him.

Rogue

— Gives you space and plenty of time. You might have to confront him on this one. He doesn’t know how to react when you stop talking to him. Though, once you confront him in a head-on conversation, he apologizes for whatever he said or did that has made you upset. Wants to cuddle as a celebration.

Laxus

— refuses to apologize because he believes he wasn’t in the wrong. He tries to give you the silent treatment before you could do it to him, but you win in that race. Weeks later, he accepts that he was wrong and insists on making up with you. When you start talking to him again, he won’t particularly admit that he missed having you talk to him, but you certainly can tell.

Macbeth

— Gives you a cold shoulder when he notices that you aren’t talking to him anymore. He comes around eventually and is surprisingly more willing to solve it quickly. He can’t handle you not talking to him, so he’ll do anything to get you back. When you start talking to him again, he gives you a kiss on the cheek, letting you know that you two have officially made up.

Freed

— Spends time trying to avoid you. Though, he finds himself in the same places as you, all the time. He runs into you everywhere and he sort of just clams up. He begins to miss you, a lot. He eventually reaches out to apologize. When you start talking to him again, he thinks you two deserve a bubble bath to relax in.

Erik

— Annoys you to the point where you have to talk. It’s pretty unfair, the way he operates. He even goes as far as following you around, hoping you’d talk to him if he is with you all day. But when none of his actions work, he comes to you with a real apology, hoping you’d speak to him again. When you start talking to him again, he makes you promise to never give him the silent treatment again.

Bickslow

— A bit disappointed that you two have gotten to this point. He doesn’t dwell on it too much until he’s alone with you. He makes many attempts to say something, anything, but what it all boils down to is him apologizing. His apology is sincere and straightforward, wanting to hear your voice has been on his mind all day. When you start talking to him again, he has this big grin on his face.

[thebigsl33p]

Stars Hide Their Fires, Let Not Light See My Deep and Dark Desires

A/N: this is written as a half-joke for my friend

The knock comes late at night.

She knows who it is. Knows why he's there. The same reason he comes every night.

But this time, Macbeth doesn't wait. He simply pushes open the door, the fire in the hearth casting a golden glow over him. Blood. Blood everywhere, on his hands, on his face, staining his white shirt, his fingernails and his soul. He's ragged, dark eyes wild and hair askew, brow viciously furrowed. His hands are doused in blood, but they do not shake.

She's only wearing her nightgown, and her eyes widen slightly. It is not the first time he has come to her like this, furious and mad and doused in another man's blood.

He stumbles into her rooms, stumbles into her, his hands finding her jaw, smearing blood across her cheek, and without warning he kisses her. Its not soft, and its not easy, and there's a metallic scent in the air as the blood touches her skin, as his hands travel down to her hips to grip at her, to give her a gentle squeeze, so different to his anger.

[bakubabes-tatakae]

Smut promt 18 and fairy tail Macbeth plz

You’ve got it, my love. I’ve never written for Macbeth before so here goes nothing. ❤️

TW: smut, oral sex (reader receiving), 18+ content, teasing, dirty talk, minors dni

Your figure laid on the couch, watching him intently as he made his way through the house. He had just returned this morning after being away for a few days and he was still getting himself settled. You had been ecstatic that he had returned, but you hadn’t wanted to push him before he was ready.

As he approached the couch beside you there was a new aura around him, a more intense version of him than you hadn’t seen in a while. Macbeth raised his eyebrows as he stood next to you, taking your hand as you held it up for him. “Are you happy to be home, my love?” You kept your voice small and stable as you felt his gaze lock onto you.

“I’ve been home long enough now, I think I’m finally comfortable.” Macbeth slowly crawled over you, watching for any sign of a “no” just in case. “And I think that now that I’m settled… you’ve been waiting for something.”

You looked around quickly before feeling his bodyweight press onto you. “Macbeth… wait. You don’t have to-” Before you could protest anymore his hands slid down your sides, grabbing the waistband of your shorts. It stopped you in your tracks, you hadn’t expected him to be so worried about this.

“Shhhhh,” Macbeth hushed you as he tugged them down your legs, tossing them to the side as his hand moved between your legs. He rubbed over your clothed sex and licked his lips. “Now isn’t the time for words. Now is the time for me to make up for the few days that I was gone.”

You placed your hands over your face, your cheeks warming intensely as you felt his hot breath against the inside of your thigh. His fingers pushed your panties to the side, leisurely rubbing over your folds with a sly grin. His warm breath now touched your core, his tongue flicking over your clit to send a quiver through your body.

“I want to taste you.” His fingers pushed into your core, steadily at first, but as time rapidly passed they began to piston in and out of you. Every swipe of his tongue over your sensitive bud sent a shockwave of euphoria through you as you gripped onto the couch cushions for dear life.

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[totallyimagines]

“How They act when they Get Jealous”(Fairy Tail)

Writing some more Fairy tail and I’m actually writing some more. So excited to post these;)

Natsu

When he’s Jealous, he tends to give you the pouty face. Hoping that you’ll pay more attention to him. He also tends to be more touchy freely towards you and would do it in front of whoever he was jealous of. When you poke him and try to make him admit that he was jealous, he outright refuses before blurting it out.

Gray

When he’s jealous, he looks away hoping to get the thought out of his head. But he’ll wear the most annoyed face all day long. Until you get the hint, he’ll look more annoyed by the second. When you poke him saying that he was jealous, he’ll never admit to that.

Lucy

When she’s jealous, she’ll grow hotheaded not at you exactly. She probably won’t speak to you for hours or diss every conversation. She doesn’t want to take anything out on you. When you poke her and say that she’s jealous, she’ll deny the truth for a while and admit it later.

Erza

When she’s jealous, she’ll clench her jaw and look away in slight embarrassment. Although, Erza trusts you enough - she doesn’t trust that person. She’ll act like everything is normal though, probably gives the person a look. If you find out, she’s slightly embarrassed. When you poke her about it, she’ll admit it rather quickly.

Wendy

When she’s jealous, she tends to be more anxious or rushy with people. Just to talk to you or to get your attention. You can tell from the way that she’s talking or from the way she bounces on the toes of her feet that’s she jealous or anxious. When you poke her about it, she blurts it out and then turns a crimson color.

Juvia

When she’s jealous, it’s pretty obvious fo her part. It’s pretty cute too because she makes her jealous known for you. And makes it clear that she wants that person to stay away from you. When you poke her about it, she’s pretty open to it but also blushing like crazy.

Lyon

When he’s jealous, he tends to be more quiet. Slowly studying the situation, he won’t say anything to you about it though. He wouldn’t want you to find out for that matter. When you do find out though, he won’t answer your question about him being jealous. Nor will he admit to it.

Gajeel

When he’s jealous, he’s more observing than ever. He folds his arms across his chest and looks the other direction. Or he’ll stare the person down until you recognize him. When you poke him about being jealous, he’s quick to snap back with a remark.

Macbeth

When he’s jealous, he doesn’t seem to care. He’ll just give the person a nightmare so they’ll stay away. Though, he does seem a little more annoyed with people. When you poke him about being jealous, he’ll just ignore you.

Laxus

When he’s jealous, he tends to be a little colder towards everyone especially you. No, he doesn’t mean it but he can’t help but come off that way. He’ll end conversations pretty quickly with you until you figure out why he’s acting this way. When you find out and poke him about it, he becomes annoyed, wishing you didn’t find out.

Freed

When he’s jealous, he’s just really calm about it on the outside but in the inside he’s more annoyed than ever. He won’t say anything to you or make himself sound off or weird in any sort of way. No, he does not want you to find out..ever. He’ll give the person though the coldest look before looking away. When you do find out, he won’t deny it but won’t answer.

Mirajane

When she’s jealous, she’ll typically frown a lot. She’ll try to hide it but it usually doesn’t work because she’s doing it so often around you. So when you do find out, she’s more embarrassed than ever. She’ll try to apologize for feeling that way though but she couldn’t help it.

[hot-wiings]

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Edited: 5-25-20

☪ You met Midnight in the tower of heaven.

☪ You grew up there with him as a slave working for Zeref's work.

☪ You became each other's only friends and confidante.

☪ He was all you had.

☪ Next to his 'father' brain, you were all he had.

☪ After the tower of heaven, you joined the Oracion Seis with him.

☪ Even after Fairy Tail defeated the Seis, you became part of the Reformed Oracion Seis.

☪ Once Fairy Tail, again, defeat the Oracion Seis, the magic council comes to arrest you.

☪ He helps you flee your arrest.

☪ Even though he wanted to keep you with him, he didn't want you to rot in jail.

☪ He made you a Seis, and he would get you out of their messes too.

☪ During the time he was in jail Jellal found you.

☪ Jellal convinced you to join Crime Sorcier with him.

☪ Midnight was all you knew and cared about, but he was gone now so you said yes.

☪ Once the Seis escape from jail he finds you with Jellal.

☪ He was hurt and livid.

☪ Why would you want to be in a guild with the man who forced you both to be slaves in the tower of heaven?

☪ He probably would have killed Jellal then and there had you not been there.

☪ Instead he let's rogue kill Brain and he joins Crime Sorcier with you.

☪ He didn't trust Jellal, but he trusted you.

☪ Even though he knows your powerful he worries about you in battle.

☪ Taking naps together.

☪ Oh the cuddling session you had were glorious.

☪ Your the only one who uses his real name, Macbeth.

☪ He didn't like it when anyone else used it.

☪ He gets jealous of Jellal.

☪ You and Jellal had so much time together while he was locked up.

☪ You formed this friendship and bond.

☪ You reassuring him it's only friendship.

☪ Midnight likes skinship.

☪ Hand holding? Yeah.

☪ Hugging? Yeah.

☪ He likes it when you wear his big feather trimmed coat.

☪ Your the only one who he doesn't feel his powers are superior too.

[diarylector]

comfortable silence / macbeth

wc: 237

the late afternoon slowly settles over magnolia’s park.

the light is pink, soft, almost too serene to match the reputation of the oración seis— or rather, crime sorcière— but it matches him perfectly.

macbeth walks beside you in silence, his hands behind his back, his purple cloak swaying with the breeze.

he stops near an old tree and sits on the grass, crossing his legs with an almost dramatic calm.

he makes a subtle gesture with his hand, a silent invitation for you to sit beside him.

without saying anything, you share the moment: the gentle wind, the whisper of the leaves, the small distance between you. macbeth closes his eyes, tilting his head slightly as if listening to something secret.

when you finally relax your body against the tree trunk, you feel his gaze settle on you; calm, deep, studying your expressions with that quiet curiosity of his.

then, in a soft murmur, he breaks the silence:

“your silence… is the only one that doesn’t bother me.”

he extends his hand, slowly, palm facing up, offering without any pressure. when you place your hand on his, macbeth smiles— almost imperceptible, but soft as silk.

“this is how… i can breathe. by your side.”

he intertwines his fingers with yours, with surprising care, and looks back at the darkening sky, as if sharing that silence with you were the most precious thing in the world.