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#ϟ ━━⇁ ʟᴏᴡ ᴠᴏʟᴛᴀɢᴇ #i miss everyone here the holidays ate me ;----; also my health has been bad again #pls love me and this dumb brick of a muse anyway

lurking like a lurker but does anyone wanna do a thing?

#ϟ ━━⇁ ʟᴏᴡ ᴠᴏʟᴛᴀɢᴇ

psyoul

🔥⚡️

The idea was to draw them after an hard but successful battle

Hope this turned out decent 😅

#ϟ ━━⇁ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏ ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ

“Can you help me with my tie?”

Sexual tension sentence starters

ok but are we talking about taking it on or off because—

#absolutexdarkness #crying all my srs has left me i am sorry #ϟ ━━⇁ ғᴀɴᴍᴀɪʟ #ϟ ━━⇁ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ

“Make me.” lmao

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back onto the fridge u go

#hisuixfiore #omg i wanted to write you another srs thing but then i didn't #ϟ ━━⇁ ғᴀɴᴍᴀɪʟ #ϟ ━━⇁ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ

"So, what was your mission like?"

❛ I GOT THE JOB DONE and came back. Not much more to say. ❜

#meganeviolet #ϟ ━━⇁ ғᴀɴᴍᴀɪʟ

gently sits on. :3

judges u ngl

#hisuixfiore #ϟ ━━⇁ ғᴀɴᴍᴀɪʟ #ϟ ━━⇁ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ

Makes him lots of bacon and hash browns

When they wanted to retire together for the night there was never a lot of debate about where they would end up. Going to his place wasn’t necessarily out of the question but he disliked disturbing the Raijinshuu (whom shared his residence). Lucy’s apartment was considerably smaller and sometimes prone to unexpected visitors. Her bed was too narrow for him, whenever they shared it his back always hurt the next day, but he never complained. There was something cozy about the place, flaws and all.

In the mornings Lucy was always determined to get up before he did. Laxus lifted his arm so she could crawl out from under it without great effort. He watched her go without getting up, preferring to stay and stretch his body now that there was a little more room to do so. Later he’d ask Freed to work the knots out of his back; he could feel the pockets of tension when he moved. His concentration drifted away from himself and toward the kitchen where he knew she would be. Sure enough the smell of melting butter soon permeated the apartment, followed by the crackling bacon and Lucy’s gentle hum.

He showered, dressed and brushed his hair back from his scarred face before he joined her. By then she was plating hash browns on top of the sizable breakfast she’d made. Though he appreciated the effort (he was hungry, especially in the morning) he reached for Lucy first. He couldn’t take her hands while they were holding onto a hot pan but he could tuck a stray lock behind her ear and kiss her cheek.

❛ YOU’RE ALWAYS WORKING HARD. Don’t like sleeping in? ❜

#starsfates #ϟ ━━⇁ ғᴀɴᴍᴀɪʟ #ϟ ━━⇁ ᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴄʀᴏssᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ sᴛᴏʟᴇɴ ; ʟᴜᴄʏ

“That outfit looks good on you. But, you’d also look good without the outfit.”

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Recently Fairy Tail had gotten tangled up in a clash between two powerful Dark Guilds. The conflict (and subsequent destruction) escalated so dramatically it was a miracle they were only slapped on the wrist. A scolding from the powers that be and a penalty fee were nothing they couldn’t handle; it was a formality at best. Then the town (or what remained of it) decided to host a prestigious party to honor their unlikely liberators. Of course it was the opinion of a certain lightning dragon slayer that the invitation was the true punishment.

He wasn’t against the idea of a festivity or the resounding excitement of his peers. It was the awful suit this type of social engagement demanded of him that was so unappealing. Stiff, tight fitted, restrictive (if he could he’d use every word for uncomfortable that he could think of); a tux was a nightmare. Worst of all he seemed to be the only person who thought so. Fans and their many compliments abounded whenever he had to wear one out in public. Being swarmed by them was as awful as the damn formal garment itself.

Freed had picked this one out for him to wear, including the dress shirt that went with it. The latter didn’t feel so bad, probably some kind of silk, but he was no expert on these matters. He rolled his shoulders while grudgingly pushing each button into place. Laxus noticed Freed was doing the same for himself (also that Freed looked much better in the attire than he did).

His sideways glance was nonetheless brief due to the fact that he had a tie and a jacket left to contend with. Thankfully his back-up was close at hand, willing and able to come to his assistance. Although perhaps this turn of events wasn’t quite as fortuitous as he’d first thought. Freed splayed his fingers across his pectorals, admiring either the cloth or the play of muscles beneath it, Laxus wasn’t sure. All he knew was that they were slowly sliding down towards his abdomen while Freed spoke.

What was with those words?

Laxus could have turned red on the spot just from hearing the last half. Times like these Freed’s knack for turning words into weapons was a curse. The implication alone cut through him, imprinting sultry images until he was so hot under the collar he yielded with a haughty shrug. He thrust his hands into his pockets, cocked his head and continued feigning to save face.

❛ CUT IT OUT. I already don’t wanna go to this damn thing... ❜

He turned on his heel, acutely aware that lingering would only lead him further into temptation.

#absolutexdarkness #ϟ ━━⇁ ғᴀɴᴍᴀɪʟ #ϟ ━━⇁ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴀs ᴡᴇ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜɴᴅ ; ғʀᴇᴇᴅ

"Laxus," mirajane greeted, her tone softer than she'd used with him in a while. his familiarity was something she took comfort in - she was serving strangers more than friends these days. maybe laxus wasn't a friend, exactly, but he was someone she knew & that was enough. today had been a test of her endurance && if nothing else she knew that laxus knew how to wait for a drink. "are you here to see me, or is it just a coincidence?"

It was unusual for the lightning dragon slayer to sit at the bar itself. Normally he took up his preferred corner, surrounded by the Raijinshuu. From there, if he felt so inclined, he could look across the raucous guild mates to meet the gaze of the woman behind the bar. Or (far more commonly) he could look at her without her noticing that his eyes had strayed in her direction. He’d always thought that she preferred it somehow; they moved in different circles these days for reasons of their own. However he was also mindful that this was an unspoken rule, a presumption, that could have easily been the product of his own thoughts and not hers.

Of course he knew he had changed since their younger years. No longer was he the self centered fool starved for acknowledgement. He openly cared for his Fairy Family, new or old, and despite often being quiet he was observant to that end. Even if no one else caught the subtle down turned corners of her mouth, or the way tiredness dulled her eyes, he did.

But what exactly could he do about it?

Being observant and feeling concern didn’t mean that he was fluent when it came to expressing empathy. Would that he could stand in as a shield, protect her from harm or tear enemies asunder with his magic that would be something. The humble art of conversation had never been his forte and despite his desire to broach her sorrow his words thus lacked finesse. Hard like a lump in his throat, deep as distant rumbling thunder, he could only hope despite all harsh aesthetics she could see that he was trying.

❛ CAN’T IT be both? ❜

#dokubara #ϟ ━━⇁ ғᴀɴᴍᴀɪʟ

INBOX CALL!!

click the heart. get a thing.

#ϟ ━━⇁ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ᴄᴀʟʟ #ϟ ━━⇁ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴀʟʟ

“Can you zip up my dress for me?” lmao x 10

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Protecting the princess of Fiore was an ‘honor’ he had never wanted to accept. The powers that be had pulled every string to force his hand. Why did they choose him for the job when they couldn’t even stand to promote him to the title of wizard saint? Admittedly he’d never attempted to seek the answer out. Knowing wasn’t likely going to do any good if they were that determined to have him babysit Hisui in the first place.

He didn’t dislike the royal family nor did he have a grudge against their longstanding refusal to acknowledge his power on paper. Perhaps in the past, when he’d been a lesser man, he might have held made a grudge out of it. Yet now his grievance wasn’t about respect, position, or any kind of material wealth. All he wanted was to live a humbler life with his Fairy Tail family and the nobility were impeding that honest desire with everything they had at their disposal.

They were forcing him to be here.

Despite his often obvious grievances with the situation Laxus took the mission seriously. He wore the uncomfortable suit and stood at the princess’ side, vigilant and prepared for conflict. So far there hadn’t been any attempts made against her life. How long it would remain that way was only a matter of time. Experience cautioned him against relaxing in the eye of a metaphorical storm. However the company he was commanded to keep didn’t always share his point of view.

Hisui seemed to alternate between two separate mindsets. On one hand she wanted to uphold her father’s expectations. On the other she was desperately curious about the kind of life he usually led. He personally preferred the latter; it was good to see her behaving like a human instead of a well oiled machine. No one wanted him to encourage that side of her. He did so nonetheless, if only to defy the idea that he (or she, for that matter) could be perfectly controlled. That was why he had no one but himself to blame for the scene before him now.

She stood before an ornate mirror in a state of undress and met his gaze through her reflection. At her bidding her disgruntled body guard reached toward the exposed small of her back. His fingers felt too calloused against the ivory silk of her dress, too big and too awkward to be suited to dressing her. He could barely see the zipper let alone pull it; when he tried he lost hold of it and unintentionally butted his knuckles against the curve of her spine. A fleeting accidental touch. The softness of her skin surprised him.

She was a princess. Was it truly so odd?

Laxus took a step back from her and turned his face away. His steely countenance warded away prying eyes. Or at least that was what he’d meant for it to do when he blanched rather than blushed. He had to push the sensation out of his mind as soon as possible (be still his palpitating heart). Being struck hard by his own awkwardness was always difficult but at least the Raijinshuu weren’t there to notice or tease him.

❛ THIS ISN’T part of my job. ❜

A gruff but direct indication that he wasn’t willing to make a second attempt to dress her.

#hisuixfiore #ϟ ━━⇁ ғᴀɴᴍᴀɪʟ #ϟ ━━⇁ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀᴜᴘᴇʀ ; ʜɪsᴜɪ

Horribly impersonates the typical fan girl, "Wow , you're really strong." Even gives a really horrible, cheesy giggle.

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When he’d first laid eyes on her all those years ago he’d appreciated Lucy’s aesthetics. She was all curves from head to toe, vivacious, blonde and bright eyed. Better still was the fire in her, brave and tenacious despite every disadvantage. They were qualities that evolved with her and endeared her to him even after he experienced his own metamorphosis. Admittedly the perspective with which he appreciated Lucy was different as a result. Nevertheless it was a fact that he’d always considered her attractive. That was why, when they finally struck a romantic accord, he didn’t expect to have any difficulty when it came to intimacy.

Laxus wracked his brain again and again, hoping to solve the mystery. How was it possible to mix so many enticing aspects together and create the opposite of sexy? He could tell she was trying hard to entice him whenever they were alone. The lingerie (could it even be called that? sometimes her underwear was… … avant-garde?), the perfume and gestures that should have been coy were all telling signs. When he’d seen other girls sashay toward him, curling their hair around their fingers or arching their bodies with a wanton sigh, they had appeal. She was doing exactly the same things and yet he only ever stared at her and thought something was strangely off.

Maybe she was trying something new because of that? He couldn’t think of any other explanation for her sudden ‘madness.’ Lucy was after all many things but unintelligent giggler was not one he’d have put down to describe her.

The worst thing was he’d been waiting for such a long time to consummate their relationship. He hadn’t devoted a lot of time to imagining it per say. He’d never been a deep thinking man, always preferring action itself. He knew though that the want to be with her was always in the back of his mind when he was away on missions. When he returned home the idea came to the forefront only to unexpectedly dissipate while Lucy tried to seduce him.

It was so strange.

A horrible pressure began to weigh on him; Laxus realized he’d been staring in silence at her latest ‘display’ for far too long. Sweat rolled down his forehead and even more began to dampen the hair on the nape of his neck. Behind his tight lips the dragon slayer clenched his teeth. He turned his head at last, pointedly looking elsewhere, and in the simultaneously concealed his clammy palms by burying them in his pockets. If it wasn’t already awkward it was certainly about to be so now.

He didn’t know what kind of answer to give except an honest one.

❛ NOT EVEN remotely sexy. ❜

#starsfates #ϟ ━━⇁ ғᴀɴᴍᴀɪʟ #ϟ ━━⇁ ᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴄʀᴏssᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ sᴛᴏʟᴇɴ ; ʟᴜᴄʏ

“What’s in it for me?”

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The guilds were supposed to be working together, celebrating together, and in a way both were successes. Despite the flow of fists and ale that (to an outsider’s eyes) seemed to suggest the opposite there were a variety of bonds being forged. Some found friendship at the end of their bloody trials and tribulations. Hate could fester here too, the seeds of it long sewn, yet instead the lively atmosphere cultivated something else for him.

What that something was he didn’t entirely know. It was difficult to put a label on unexpected turns of events. Nothing had been between him and Minerva before that night. There was even less between them now (although in a different way). His coarse fingertips raked the sides of her dress, hitching it up just enough to escalate the spread of its elegant split.The heat of her thigh then rode high ‘pon his narrow hip. With their every mutual breath he felt the swell of her breasts against his broad pectorals.

Most prominently he could feel her breath against his neck where her painted lips spilled venomous words like sticky ichor between kisses. They were such simple words: what’s in it for me? Yet they sunk into his ears like serpentine teeth, imposing dread on curiosity, and so his mind began to race.

Although he hadn’t known what this was it hadn’t occurred to him until that moment that she might have an ulterior motive. He wondered if she ever did anything for nothing, if she had any concept of what it meant to let one’s hair down, but also which one of them was the most naive. Should he have seen her coming from the start? This vixen with her dark hair and striking eyes.

Awkwardness nonetheless caused his body to bristle, his muscles as tight as wound coils, for he had no finesse with women. Not even time spent in the ranks of Blue Pegasus (who were renown for hospitality) was of any use to the lightning dragon slayer. The longer he looked at her the more firmly he set his jaw in an attempt to concentrate. What exactly had she wanted him to say? Or offer? It surely wasn’t the blunt words that at last came bluntly from the truth.

❛ NOTHING. ❜

He leaned back just enough to take her cheek into his palm. Beneath the tight knots in his golden brow he searched her gaze, uncertain.

Yet entranced.

❛ ISN’T THAT the point? ❜

#youreameanoneladyminerva #ϟ ━━⇁ ғᴀɴᴍᴀɪʟ

cuelebres replied to your post: wow so i don’t think i’ve ever done?? the munday??

you’re so gORGEOUS. <3 LET ME DIE. KFJKFDFH.

uxnmei replied to your post: wow so i don’t think i’ve ever done?? the munday??

You are to die for 😍😍😍

ignicity replied to your post: wow so i don’t think i’ve ever done?? the munday??

UR SO GOOD AHHHH LOOK & U !!!! I LOVE U !!!!!

om g . . . . . . . . . . . . .

i thought i was emotionally prepared for compliments but no

#ϟ ━━⇁ ʟᴏᴡ ᴠᴏʟᴛᴀɢᴇ #cuelebres #uxnmei #i will be the one to go die now ok thank #ignicity

wow so i don’t think i’ve ever done?? the munday?? ? thing???? bUT that is because i get very self conscious when i try to explain to people that i’m a trans!dude that likes to look like a lady but still be called a dude I MEAN I KIND OF---

wheezES i just wanna be pretty?? like a bitching drag queen?????? girl clothes are sO pretty??? and????? i do whAT I WANT sdhghibndzk 👍 👍

pls accept my trash self for what i am even if its confusing i’m not even sorry i s2g i am the manliest man in a dress u will ever meet in ur life 👍

even with a regrowth i am looking like a cutie patootie today thank u satan and could not resist taking a selfie----

#ϟ ━━⇁ ʟᴏᴡ ᴠᴏʟᴛᴀɢᴇ #i will probably delete this soon because hhhhhhh yes that is a legit reason to do anything #respect the power of the hhhhhhh ok

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Sexual tension sentence starters

as requested by anon. note: some of these work better if one of the muses is pushed up against a wall

Angry

“Make me.”

“I dare you.”

“Bite me.”

“You think you can just run that pretty mouth of yours whenever you want?!”

“Wanna bet?”

“If you complain that it’s hot one more time, I’m going to give you a reason to sweat.”

“Prove it.”

“What’s in it for me?”

“If you bite your lip one more time, I’m going to do it for you.”

“Oh, well fuck me, then.”

“Shut up!”

“Yell at me again, and I’ll give you a real reason to scream.”

Flirty

“I wish we weren’t out in public…”

“Wow, you’re really strong.”

“Wanna go for a ride?”

“You sure can’t keep your hands to yourself…”

“Ah, I think I need a new bed.”

“Can you help me with my tie?” / “Can you zip up my dress for me?”

“You have really nice fingers…”

“Are we going downtown?”

“You should come by my place…I’ll give you the grand tour.”

“That outfit looks good on you. But, you’d also look good without the outfit.”

“What do you wear to bed?”

Awkward

“Do you have to eat it like that?”

“Uhm–t-those shorts look tight–”

“Hey, stop biting your lip…”

“Wha–is that a banana in your pocket?”

“You’re standing a little close to me…”

“Hey–you’ve got a little something on your face–”

“My keys are in my pocket. Can you get them for me?”

“Help me find the D? I mean, the variable–i-it’s math…”

“I just wanna grab your bu–hand. Grab your hand.”

“*purely staring at (muse name)’s lips*”

#ϟ ━━⇁ ғᴀɴᴍᴀɪʟ #ϟ ━━⇁ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟs #omfg i dare you ahahaha #i came back in time for the sin i love it

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