#sildarts

[ftlgbtales]

Once Upon a Time...

Do you like fairy tales but find yourself wishing they weren't always so hetero-normative?

You're not alone. That's why we feel it's time to shake things up a bit and give some of these stories an LGBT+ update.

And that's exactly what this event is looking to do! This summer we invite you to re-imagine a classic story, or come up with one all your own, starring Fairy Tail characters!

Event Information

Dates: August 23 - August 26

Submissions: Anything that inspires you - art, fics of any length, poetry, aesthetics, edits, head canons, etc.. Both ship and platonic entries are welcome. The most important aspect is that the piece focus on an LGBT+ character(s).

Prompts: We've chosen two different tropes for each day from here that we thought might be fun, but you are welcome to pick others if they inspire you more!

Day 1 (Friday): Cursed ✦ True Love's Kiss

Day 2 (Saturday): Other Dimension ✦ Impossible Quest

Day 3 (Sunday): Abandoned Child ✦ Surprise Royalty

Day 4 (Monday): Forbidden Love ✦ (Un)Happily Ever After

Event Tag: Use the tag FTOUAT in your first five so that we can see it!

General Rules: No character bashing, pedophilia or incest, all content must be previously unpublished and original to the blog posting it. Tag all content appropriately for triggers.

If you have questions, send us an ask!

We love getting likes, but we'd appreciate it even more if you could reblog this post to help us get the word out!

@ftguildevents @fthostevts @ft-reboost

[mdelpin]

Master Post of My Fanfiction

So as it turns out, my master post is woefully out of date. Over two years at this point. In that time, I've written... a lot. So much so that the mere thought of updating the thing is not something I want to even consider, not to mention it would be over a hundred links to scroll through. Who's got that kind of time?

However, I soon realized I have something even better. My story tracking Trello, which is always up to date and organized.

Even better, you can access it too! Just click here to get started!

You can filter to find just what you want! Want to look for all my Gray x Natsu fics? Move on up to Filter and search through the labels until you find what you're looking for. You can even combine them. For example, you can have it show you only Gray x Natsu fics that are multi chapter, and have Sting x Rogue in them!

*For this to work you need to click on Exact Match (rather than Any Match)

You can click on each story card for the AO3 link and any additional information or art I might have. That's it, it's pretty simple and fun.

If you have any labels you think I should add, send me an ask and I'll see about doing so.

[watcher-ofthe-sky]

Post Tartaros, Natsu reminisces his conversation with Gray. Gildarts knows about the pain all too well.

The manga caps of Fairy Tail used here belong to @fairymangacaps. Thank you for making them!

My submission for @ft-wwtdp

[ft-dads-au]

White Lies

A collaboration by @mdelpin​​ and @oryu404​​

Slash September 2020 Prompt: Coffee Shop Pairing: Silver x Gildarts

AO3

“Why is the coffee machine in the trash?” Silver asked as he walked past what used to be a perfectly functioning appliance just the previous morning.

“Because it’s a piece of crap that stopped working,” Gildarts replied calmly, handing him a glass of orange juice instead of the large mug of piping hot ambrosia he was used to.

“You can’t be serious,” Silver replied, looking down at the drink in his hand with absolute dismay. “What am I supposed to do with this?”

“Uhm, I’m gonna go out on a limb and say, drink it?” Gildarts gave him one of his not my problem looks, that Silver had absolutely not missed.

He moved the glass up to his mouth, puckering his lips in distaste, but before he could drink it Gildarts grabbed the glass away from him.

“Oh for Chrissakes, if you’re going to be such a baby about it just go to the damn coffee shop and get some of your precious caffeine.”

“What the hell’s gotten into you?” Silver muttered, “I didn’t say a word.”

“You didn’t have to, I know you, remember? Now shoo, go,” Gildarts waved him off, “Oh, and bring me back one of those muffins.”

“Well Happy Father’s Day to you,” Silver grumbled.

“Oh, yeah, that’s right. That’s today, isn’t it?” Gildarts snapped “I knew there was a reason I was prepping all this food.”

“You sound more like your mother every day,“ Silver sniped, getting ready to storm off to their bedroom and get dressed when he felt Gildarts grab him by the arm and tug him towards him.

Gildarts' lips were warm against his, and Silver immediately welcomed him, not willing to give up even one kiss after all the ones he’d missed out on over the years. The kiss was brief but it was enough to cool down Silver’s temper and when Gildarts smiled at him he couldn’t even remember what he’d been mad about in the first place.

“Happy Father’s Day,” Gildarts said, giving Silver’s arms a squeeze.

The cold, hard metal from his prosthetic hand felt so different compared to the warmth of his skin, and it still jarred Silver even though he’d felt it on his body so many times already. It had been hard to get used to the prosthetics when they were first rediscovering each other, and even harder to see Gildarts without them.

“Stop making that face,” Gildarts thwapped him on the head, the metal making it smart more than usual. “Go get me that muffin if you want to make it up to me so damn much.”

“Right,” Silver snuck in one last kiss and rushed to get ready, the thought of his morning coffee feeding him the needed motivation.

“Don’t hurry back,” Gildarts smiled into his juice, feeling quite proud of himself. When Silver arrived at Magnolia Bean he would find Gray and Rogue waiting for him, and for once he would get to spend some quality time with his sons, without significant others and grandchildren in the mix.

As soon as he heard the garage door close he grabbed the coffee machine and put it back on its spot on the counter, continuing to prep food for the Father’s Day brunch they were hosting in a few hours.

“Happy Father’s Day, my love.”

@fuckyeahsildarts​

[ice-bringer]

I am once again thinking about Them

[aki-natsuko]

Abandon

The truth has the power to hurt, to cut deep and leave wounds that bleed tears.

   So, why was Silver here, his fingers curled around a nearly empty tankard, and giving voice to words that he had sworn never to voice aloud? He wanted to blame it on the alcohol, but that would have been a lie, his strange, not fully alive body barely registered the buzz of alcohol at the best of times, and he’d was only on his second, even when he had been entirely …human? Alive? He wasn’t even sure what he was anymore, or what he had been – that wouldn’t have been enough to get him tipsy. Maybe it was the aching, clawing loneliness that grew each day. Sure, there were the other demon gates, but he was different a powerful puppet. A weapon. A tool. Useful, and wanted for that and that alone. Or perhaps it was the fact that he had seen his son. He had seen Gray with his own two eyes, so close that he could have gone to him, and yet had felt further from him than ever, the years, the losses and the secrets building a mountain between them.

Or, was it the man sat next to him, a little closer to tipsy but watching him with clear eyes and listening?

“…I abandoned him…” he continues, voice a whisper, as if he says it quietly enough it won’t be the kind of truth that wounds, feels the pain blossom at the confession. Doesn’t say Gray’s name aloud, not forgetting who this man is, that he knows his son in a way Silver never got the chance to. He’s not jealous he realises as he takes a trembling sip of his drink, it’s sorrow that colours his thoughts, paints them in shades of grey even as his mind cries out. Gray, oh Gray… That had been his last word too, from his other life, his real life. He remembered that with a clarity that was slowly fading from his other memories. Gray? Gray, where are you? His last moments spent thinking about the child, that he had now abandoned, the one who believed him dead, and who couldn’t know the truth. “…he will never forgive me.” It was easier to think like that, to think of Gray being angry for the secrets the lies, the lifetime of growing up without his parents than to imagine how Gray might see him. To envision what his expression would be when he realised that his father wasn’t even fully human anymore, that he was a shade of the man that his son might not even remember anymore.

“He will remember you,” Gildarts murmured, and Silver blinked. Had he said that aloud? Had he mentioned Gray’s name too? Panic clawed at him for a moment, but there was nothing in the other man’s expression to indicate that he had mentioned his son by name. You have to be more careful, he scolded himself, fingers white-knuckled around his tankard as he stared at the other man. “Brats never seem to forget their parents, even when it would easier for them, or when they’ve had years with another family no matter how large.” Fondness colours those words, and worry, the voice of a father, and Silver longs to believe him, even as he aches at the thought that all he had left Gray was a scant few years of memories.

   Fingers, burning hot in comparison to his, but probably just warm in the way of a real, living person, come to rest over his, and he realises that he’d looked away at some point. The touch, surprisingly gentle for what he knows about this man’s magic, draws his attention back to Gildarts. “As for the rest, I’ve learned that children are often too forgiving of their father’s sins…even if you walked away. Even if you didn’t know…” There’s a distant kind of pain beneath those words, streaked with guilt. Truth then, although there’s something in Gildarts’ expressions that suggests the wounds are healing, no longer bleeding, and for a moment, Silver does envy him. Not sure that his will ever stop bleeding, not sure that he deserves that relief, and yet… there is hope in those words. A desperate, fleeting spark of possibility and he doesn’t quite let himself believe it, but he can feel it working on him along with the warmth of Gildarts’ touch and inclines his head, whispering.

“….maybe, one day.”

[shadowfairyglitter]

@fuckyeahsildarts

@lgbtfairytailnet

We are young and reckless. But darlin with you by my side I know I'll be just fine.

[fuckyeahsildarts]

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