WARRIORS

[thebellators]

THEBELLATORS

          Meet the Warriors! ⚔️

INDEPENDENT MULTI-MUSE ANIMANGA RP BLOG. fandoms featured: fairy tail, edens zero, vampire knight, more tba. spy x family, rave master, fruits basket, attack on titan, mystic messenger, sword art online, pokemon, gintama

(non-anime) marvel, dc, percy jackson and the olympians / the heroes of olympus, mortal instruments / shadowhunters, harry potter (anti-jkr), bridgerton, maze runner, divergent, the hunger games, battle royale, squid game, shadow & bones, the vampire diaries, gilmore girls, american gods, the selection, the umbrella academy, good omens, greek mythology, roman mythology, norse mythology

loved by AURORA. she/her. 25+. gmt timezone.

mature contents ahead. minors, dni.

navigation: rules & guidelines / muses / canon divergence / portrayal notes / carrd

blogroll: @thebellatores (female multimuse) / @scarletbellatrix (erza scarlet rp blog)

BASIC RULES (condensed version)

prefers to write with mutuals and anyone in the same verse as my muses.

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[firapolemos05]

Gajeel: Oh, so when crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, it's “intelligent” and “really cool”.

Gajeel: But when I do it, I’m “petty” and “need to let it go”.

[kisenth]

"It sounds like the brought up the pool only to get you to agree on everything they wanted for the lounge… Like how a child might ask for a ponyta to get their parent to settle on buying them a bike." chuckle.

"That's right. While short distances are no problem without a saddle, reins and saddles do make things easier for us both, so I had a personalized saddle created for Hinoe a while ago…" her voice trails off slightly before her fingers touch a side pocket on her bag lightly. "Would you like to see him?" she offers.

[thebellators]

❝NEVER REALLY THOUGHT OF THAT possibility, but now that you mention it. . .❞ Raihan‘s brows furrow at the realization, though he is not too upset about it. During that time, he had to boost everyone‘s morale after that unfortunate incident. ❝The lounge isn‘t a bad idea anyway. We even have a masseuse over after tournament season. They give great massages, and it takes off the edge.❞

        A look of interest crosses his countenance. ❝That‘s creative.❞ She offers to show her Rapidash, and he nods in response, expressing his agreement. ❝Sure! I should meet all the new Pokemon—the ones you had after you left—in your roster.❞

[golden-hourglass]

Sonia's getting some serious matchmaking done !

(( the strip itself will be available for commission with different characters in the near future ~ ))

[thebellators]

@xfulmen asked: Despite the frequent and foolish interactions that these two had shared, the sense of camaraderie was strong between them. Hence, a large hand was placed atop pink colored strands, as he would ruffle them momentarily afterwards. Solemnity was apparent with a hint of concernment. ❛ Why the long face, brat? ❜ ( for Natsu )

IT‘S BEEN TWO YEARS SINCE Natsu had lost Igneel, and almost a year since the Alvarez war had taken place. He had done his best to move on and rise from the unfortunate events.

        He had remained optimistic, retaining his cheerful and energetic persona. An imagery that Salamander was known for. Nothing had changed externally, but something had shifted internally. Loss and devastation inevitably do that to a person. Most of them had been through it. Others had done well to veil it—including him.

        He had completed his mission earlier than he expected. A break was well-deserved, recuperating from a strenuous job. The team had succeeded in their quest. A victory they ought to celebrate, but it‘s hard for him to bask in their win.

        He is left alone with his thoughts, reminded of the time he had lost Igneel, and then Zeref a year later. The latter may have brought him and his loved ones nothing but anguish, but in a distant past, he had been his brother once upon a time.

        He settles in an isolated corner, avoiding his comrades and the usual hubbub, as he mulls over the adversities he had faced. He doesn‘t want to worry Lucy, Erza or even Gray—the people who knows him well and sees through him.

        The feeling a of large, calloused hand resting atop his head catches him by surprise. Laxus‘ familiar voice cutting through his reverie.

        ❝Nothin‘ . . . I just thought of something.❞

[skamremakesedit]

Wow!

[ccrispy]

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[ironmake-deactivated20250202]

It had been a long time coming, so it seemed. Her arms snaked around his shoulders slowly as she smirked softly to herself. Ravyn's legs now situated on both sides of him now, causing the skirt of her dress to rise further up her thighs. A shiver would be returned with his touch against her bare skin.

Hibiki's lips were soft, not surprising to her. Would she admit that she had looked at them long enough to know? Never in her life. Ravyn's crimson lips returned the heated kiss as soon as they had touched his.

'Hm..'

If there were to be any noise, she would be too distracted at the moment. Her hands finding their way towards his hair, playing and softly pulling at him. Teeth softly biting down onto his lower lip before sliding her tongue cross the top.

She would be lying if she didn't say she had enjoyed their little game.

[thebellators]

HIBIKI PRESSES HIS LIPS TO hers, starting slow but heated, gauging Ravyn‘s reaction. There‘s an opening for her to pull away in case she wants to stop him, but she doesn‘t take it. Instead, she responds to the kiss, indicating her assent.

        Letting go of her chin, he places both of his hands on the side of her legs, digging his fingers into her flesh. The skirt of her dress bunches at her waist and exposes more of her thighs, and he takes the chance to slide a hand on her center.

        Her hands are on his hair, playing with his dark blond locks, the soft pulling serving as his encouragement to go further. A soft moan exits his mouth as her teeth bite into his lower lip. He deepens the kiss, catching her tongue with his as it sweeps his upper lip.

[xfulmen]

( * / @thebellators )

It wasn't the most frequent sight to behold the presence of the crash mage in the uproaring Guild. Yet, things have taken an alteration after the several wars that the fairies had faced. De facto, a positive change that oozes with aleviation.

Yet for now, the dragon slayer had to deal with the older mage's shenanigans. Oh how could he forget how persistent Gildarts could be. Or how intrusive, for the most part.

❛ .. -- The hell are you talking about, you ol' damn fart? ❜

[thebellators]

THINGS HAD CALMED DOWN AFTER war, but Gildarts had resumed to his usual operation, busying himself with quests. But unlike before, he‘d made sure to take long breaks and spend some quality time with his daughter and everyone else in the guild, learning the work-life balance.

        Wanting to reward himself, he visits the bar, approaching Laxus once he spots him. He slaps the Dragon Slayer‘s back as a way of greeting. ❝How‘re you doing?❞ he asks, sitting across from him. ❝Heard you‘re charmin‘ a lot of women lately.❞ He grins, nudging him teasingly. ❝Look at you. All grown up.❞

[thebellators]

@ironmake asked: The two of them had been drinking a bottle of wine to toast to another successful joint job between both Blue Pegasus and Fairy tail. This time it was at her place, he had been here only once before. He was only allowed at her door step. This time, he was sitting on her couch, knees touching as the two of them faced each other. Confident smiles on both of their faces as they took a sip. Ravyn would lean over only to place down her glass and look over towards him. " So.. Hibiki.. when are you finally going to give in and kiss me?" / for hibiki! I hope this is okay!

HIBIKI IS A REPUTABLE DON Juan, but he sheds that side whenever he‘s on a mission, keeping the professionalism between them. He‘d done his best to pretend to ignore the undeniable tension between them. The temptation comes near him whenever there‘s a slight contact between them—the faint brushing of their skin, the lingering stares, the close distance between them.

        And now that they‘re at her home, sitting on her couch, their knees touching as they face each other, the pent-up desires become more apparent.

        She leans over and places down her glass. It‘s clear that she‘s teasing him, especially when she follows up with a bold inquiry. ❝What about—❞ He sets the glass aside, turns to face her, and slides his hands over the side of her thighs. With a whole disregard of subtletly, he lifts her up and moves to situate her on his lap, his hand cupping her chin. ❝—now?❞

        Putting an end to their little game, he completely answers her question by canting his head and meeting her lips for a slow, heated kiss.

[kisenth]

"A pool?" she repeats, brows rising high under her fringe, before she gives a small incredulous laugh. "Where even would you put one? In the stadium?"

Oh, if only she knew that her little joke--- had actually been suggested.

She steps out of the cab, smoothening her skirt out, then briefly shakes out her hair - just in case the soft waves had gotten flattened against the back of the seat. Chuchu for this matter fluffs up her own cheeks a little as if to tell herself 'in public, look bright!' completely losing the sleepy look she'd had during the flight.

"Kanto had some excellent train services, but after I caught Hinoe I'd mostly just travel by him when I could…" Canaria muses before quickly adding, "Hinoe is my Rapidash. He's rather fast, but long distances certainly require a saddle."

[thebellators]

❝I HAD THE SAME QUESTION. Some of my co-trainers actually did measurements and reasoned that it‘s doable.❞ It had sounded bizzarre, but it had been a serious conversation. But no matter how ridiculous it was, Raihan heard them out.

        ❝In the end, we didn‘t get the pool. We went to town with the lounge, though.❞

        Outside the cab, he keeps the door open and waits for Canaria and Chuchu to follow along. The two had done a brief routine of keeping their appearance together.

        Canaria brings up riding her Rapidash for transport, and this fact piques his interest. It‘s not unusual to ride a Pokemon—he‘d done it with his Flygon plenty of times—but it is a unique experience for everyone. ❝How is that? Is it like horse riding?❞

[kisenth]

She shakes her head with a small chuckle, "The pot should leave those kettles alone." No doubt Raihan finished his work before arriving here, as well. If anything, Canaria feels like a bit of a cheat compared to the other three : as her own employer she is the one who decides how much work she is to do.

Another chuckle slips out at his comment and she throws him a smile. "I'll be counting on you to make me look beautiful then. Arceus knows I'd be unable to count on Leon for that." he'd zero in on Chuchu and Yamper and whatever other Pokémon there : they all know it.

She shrugs on her tan, fur trimmed coat while her classy boots with blocked heels perfect for the stroll outside : her wardrobe has been prepared well.

Chuchu hops back to her, and Canaria actually puts a little coat that matches her own on the Pikachu.

[thebellators]

RAIHAN CHUCKLES, AMUSED BY THE playful way she‘d called him out on his hypocrisy. On another circumstance, he would‘ve been the one who couldn‘t make it. But with this being their first with the four of them—a reunion—he‘d ensured to tie up loose ends before going on a leave. He just had to be here.

        ❝You can definitely count on me!❞ he enthuses, grinning widely and baring a lone fang. ❝He can‘t reach half of my abilities when it comes to taking photos.❞ Raihan assures her with his confidence.

        He‘d learned a lot about the angles from his social media manager—determining one‘s best sides and ways to highlight them. In Canaria‘s case, it‘s not going to be difficult. She is stunning in every aspect.

        He grabs his coat and puts it on, and then he proceeds to slip on his winter boots. He waits afterwards, watching her get ready, and noticing her matching outfit with Chuchu. How cute.

[gallantfairy]

She could comprehend with the elementary mage;s exasperation over the current situation. Yet impromptu onslaughts were fatuous and futile. Composure was the key to their success accompanied with the creation of a better plan that will lead them to the vanquishment of the gargantuan monster. All of that, if they retained concentration. Thankfully, the valorous knight had the experiece for such.

Armored fingers loosened up, consequently separating themselves from the other's habiliment that she had previously grasped fiercely. Complexions of umber kept glaring at the monstrosity that was approaching them in a very slow pattern of walking. Each stride would cause catastrphy upon impaling its foot on the ground with clamor emitting out of it. Quick and rational thinking was mandatory.

❛ I will distract it. ❜

❛ And the minute i give you the signal, you attack it from the left, try to make it fall. That way it won't be able to destroy more of this land and its people. Understood? ❜

[thebellators]

HEARING THE HELPLESS SCREAMS AND cries from people fuels his rage, amplified by his enhanced senses. Empathizing with their affliction, he finds it difficult to keep his composure. All he can think about is the need to help them—to fight against the monster terrorizing them.

       The Knight‘s obstruction stops him from attacking. Erza, being the voice of reason, is right. They can‘t fight without a proper plan. A misstep will possibly bring harm. He doesn‘t charge yet but he smolders, itching to release the pent-up frustration towards their foe. He clenches his fist and gits his teeth, gazing at the destruction unfolding in his eyes.

       Finally, she reveals her plans, offering to distract it. He takes a deep breath to clear his mind.

       ❝Okay. Understood,❞ he agrees and nods, his voice even. Readying to charge and channeling all his magic, fire engulfs his fists.

[xfulmen]

( Independent / private / selective roleplay blog for Laxus Dreyar from the Fairy Tail series. Heavily headcanon driven, does not follow the FT100YQ under any circumstances. Highly crossover/oc friendly, adored by Val. )

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[thebellators]

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[xfulmen]

Gajeel hands Laxus a guitar. ❝This is what ‘ya want, right? A guitar lesson.❞ The Lightning Dragon Slayer had a foul reaction the last time he had performed. He thinks that it‘s mainly out of jealousy because Gajeel is a good musician, and he is not. Well, he‘s here to share his talent to the world!

( * / @thebellators / prompt / accepting )

Patience is virtue, some might say. A phrase that has being engraved upon his mind, constantly reminiscing it ( or more likely, putting it to good usage ) once he would bestow his presense upon the rambunctious Guild known as Fairy Tail. And this day was no different from any other; where hullabaloo, craze and loudness was the prominent sight for anyone to behold. As for the lightning dragon slayer? You would catch him on the bar, with his weight adjusted on a stool, and a mug filled with icy and foamy liquor ready to be consummed.

But that didn't seem to be the case.

Just when he was about to bring the rim of the aforementioned mug right atop his lower lip, the appearance of the fellow dragon slayer abruptly interrupted such act. Again, with a pure white suit ornamenting his physique, a ludicrous as an accessory, and --- this time --- two imanimate objects resembling the musical instruments of electric guitars occupying his hands. Hues of orange widened momentarily the minute he was offered one of them. But soon the sentiment of surprise swifted to vexation the minute Gajeel's words reverberated his ears. Is he.. truly that delusional? Partaking in the entertainment of this circumstance wasn't a contemplation he was willing to negotiate. If anything, the vein that had just surfaced upon the skin of his forehead was enough to indicate a lot.

And the incohesive strumming of the strings wasn't helping either. If anything, the noise that was generating was atrocious. Not even a deaf person could appreciate such monstrosity. Therefore, Laxus had acknowledged the fact that he has to cease this. Or more likely; give him a lesson of his own.

Henceforth, he separated his structure from his sitting point; now standing gallant and prideful. The formation of an oblique curvature took place upon masculine mien, as the illustration of sinisterness could be seen with the naked eye --- like brushstrokes swirling around blank canvas in obscure colours. With one enormous palm, he had the musical item grasped with great physical strength, effortlessly could dismantle it. But no; he had a better idea. One that could be considered as promptitude for another fatuous brawl to follow afterwards. But in this moment, little he cared for such detailism.

❛ Good lesson, my friend. How about I repay the favour? ❜

❛ Check ... --- THIS. ❜

In a swift movement, he raised his occupied arm with the guitar and briefly thereafter would swing it with utmost force towards the iron slayer, consequently making a huge and booming impact. As if a bludgeon hit an empty iron barrel. Seemingly, the ragamuffin's skin was tougher than it appeared to be. Either way, the damage was done, and Laxus got the sentiment of aleviation out of him.