gray-fullbuster

  • zervis:*dead*
  • gajevy:*ptsd*
  • jerza:*eternal suffering*
  • gruvia:*complete and utter anguish*
  • nalu:*rip*
  • mashima:ahh.. no otps left for me to play with..
  • mashima:oH WAIT
  • mashima:*whips out brotps*
  • mashima:(✿◕ヮ◕)
  • gratsu:(;ʘ_ʘ)
  • mashima:(✿≖ڡ≖)
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completetotalotakufangirl  asked:

Can you please do fraxus, bixfreed, nalu, graylu, stingue, jerza and any other ship, with the word protect/possesive

Fraxus + Protect

   Laxus froze, disbelief and horror breaking through the overwhelming fury that had engulfed him when he had realised that his Fairy Law had failed…watching with wide eyes as Freed met his gaze for a moment, a sad look on his face before he was falling, lightning still crackling around him from where he had flung himself into the path of the spell that had been intended for Natsu.

“Freed!” He had forgotten all about Natsu…about why he was fighting…unable to focus on anything but the Rune mage as he dashed to his side, falling to his knees beside Freed and gently gathering in his arms, his heart hammering in his chest as he took in the damage he had caused. “What were you thinking? Why the hell would you do that?!” He was angry…at himself…at Freed…he had been going all out because he had known that the younger man was safe, and yet the idiot had just sprung in the way…

“I promised…” Freed’s voice was faint, turquoise eyes reduced to slits as he struggled to stay awake and focus on the Dragon-slayer. “I promised to protect you…even from…yourself…” Laxus growled softly…that’s not a reason…he didn’t have a chance to continue, the Rune mage reaching up to brush his cheek with trembling fingers. “I couldn’t…let you…become a killer…”

Fraxus + Possessive

   Laxus sighed as he caught the dark look that Freed was levelling at anyone that came too close, noting the hand that the Rune mage had yet to remove from the hilt of his sword and he was already aware of the panic that would flicker across his mate’s face if he moved slightly too far away. He was used to his mate’s possessiveness, it had always been something he had found somewhat endearing…and something that was exacerbated by Freed’s demonic side, but this was getting ridiculous…and it was getting worse, he admitted to himself as he heard a small snarl from his partner.

“Freed!” He spun around, grabbing the younger man and glancing around for somewhere they could have a little privacy, eventually settling for dragging Freed to a small alcove between two buildings and gently pushing his mate against the wall. “This has got to stop…” Freed had opened his mouth as though intending to protest, but instead he snapped it shut and glanced off to the side, turquoise eyes suspiciously bright and the Dragon-slayer sighed before reaching out and tilting the other’s chin until their gazes met once more. “I’m all right now,” he murmured softly, well aware that the near miss with Tartaros was behind this behaviour and he was unsurprised when Freed’s expression crumpled at the simple reassurance, his mate turning and burying his face into Laxus’s shoulder, clutching at him with shaking fingers. “We’re okay now…”

BixFreed + Protect

“Done…” Freed whispered, swaying as he lifted his head from his sword, the blade now glowing with the runes that would activate the defensive barrier around the town…he was exhausted, sweat dripping down his face as he tried to sit back only to find himself falling to the side, but then Bickslow was there, wrapping a supportive arm around his shoulders and staring at him with worried eyes.

“You can’t activate it as well,” the Skeith mage muttered, and Freed shook his head, struggling to get to his feet…he had to activate…that was the reason the others had been buying time for him…but his body didn’t want to cooperate and it was only his partner that stopped him from hitting the deck.

“I…” I have too…it will kill anyone else…

“You’re not the only one with people to protect,” Bickslow had never sounded so serious before, and the Rune mage blinked wearily at him, trying to make sense of what was happening when the Skeith mage kissed him fiercely…desperately…and it was only when the older man pulled back and rose to his feet, that Freed realised the idiot had stolen the sword and he immediately reached out to try and snatch it back, but Bickslow was already moving away from him with a determined expression.

BixFreed + Possessive

   It had started with an article…one of many covering what had happened during the war, but this one had been focused on Freed and his protective barrier and to his horror he had found the attention that was usually aimed at his more visible guild mates suddenly being levelled in his direction. He didn’t mind the guild talking about it, even though that had embarrassed him more than once…but he didn’t like strangers gathering around him, pressing him for more information, seemingly unaware of personal boundaries or the fact that they were making him more and more flustered by the moment.

   He had just found himself cornered again on the way back from the book shop and he was seriously contemplating using the runes they were admiring so much to trap them in place so that he could escape, when a sudden silence fell over the group. It took him a moment to realise they were staring at something behind him, and he was about to turn around to see what it was when familiar arms crept around him, pulling him against a warm chest and he tilted his head up, gulping at the dark expression on Bickslow’s face…it had been a long time since he had seen his partner look that furious.

“Back off…” Bickslow’s voice was a low growl, and Freed wasn’t the only one to hear the possessiveness and the silent ‘he’s mine’ behind those simple words…but Freed didn’t care, because the crowd was finally dispersing and he was safe and secure against the Skeith mage.

NaLu + Protect

   Natsu could feel E.N.D in the back of his mind, hear the wordless snarls as the demon fought to gain control and he bit his lip as he struggled to hold it back…his control was slipping, the wild flames so different from the ones he had inherited from Igneel dancing across skin wanted their true master and they were fighting him, he was fighting a war on two fronts and he was losing. A broken noise that was half snarl, half sob slipped out and he felt something cracking and this time he wasn’t sure that he could hold it back and he closed his eyes, defeat washing over him, but before he could surrender completely there was a gentle touch on his arm.

“Natsu?” He knew that voice…he knew it better than he knew anything else even now and his eyes flew open, she wasn’t supposed to be here…she couldn’t be near him when he was so close to losing control, but there she was, smiling at him despite the tremble she felt in his fingers. “Natsu…you can fight this,” Lucy whispered, no doubt whatsoever in her voice or eyes and Natsu trembled…she was so close to danger, and yet it was clear the only thing she cared about was him. Lucy believes in me…It was something he had never thought he would have the right to feel again, and yet now he found himself grasping that thought with desperation, drawing strength from it as he reinforced his grip on the demon…not for himself, but for the one person he had to protect above all others.

NaLu + Possessive

    Lucy smiled as she stepped out of the office to find Natsu waiting for her, unable to stop her gaze lingering for a moment on the scars that marred his chest…the only sign left of how close she had come to losing him during the war…her chest aching at the reminder and the smile slid from her face as she hurried across to meet him. He had clearly seen the shift in her expression because he stepped forward to greet her, letting out a soft oomph of surprise as she wrapped her arms around him tight enough to bruise, burying her face against his shoulder.

“Lucy…?”

“You’re mine…right?” She knew that she as being foolish and she wasn’t sure why it was rising to the surface now, she had spent the day working on the pre-Magical games coverage, nothing to do with the war…and even though Natsu was going to participate there was no danger of losing him…and yet suddenly she needed the reassurance that he was still here, that he was hers no matter what. Warm arms tightened around her, and she felt his lips against the top of her head before he nudged her gently with his nose until she peered up at him, startled by the sheer level of emotion in his eyes.

“Yeah I’m yours…I’m always yours…”

GrayLu + Protect

    Gray cursed as he hit the ground hard, hastily slapping a hand to the burn now covering the side of his arm and covering it with ice, hissing at the fresh pain even as he sought out Natsu with dark eyes…he knew that this wasn’t his best friend and yet he couldn’t bring himself to fight all out, even with his promise to Silver echoing in his head and he closed his eyes as he realised the demon was charging again…he hurt too much to get to his feet, and he couldn’t hurt the idiot. E.N.D. it seemed didn’t have the same reservations because he could feel the tremendous amount of heat rushing towards him and he braced himself, only to feel icy terror flooding him as he heard a familiar voice screaming his name.

“GRAY!” Lucy’s voice had his eyes flying open a moment before she slammed into him, knocking them both out of the way as destructive flames rushed through the spot where he had been a second before. He wasn’t given a chance to plead with her to get out of there…to tell her to run…because she was rising to her feet, hand on her keys as she turned to face the demon, tears in her eyes although her voice was completely steady when she spoke. “I’m sorry Natsu…. but I have to protect him!”

GrayLu + Possessive

    Gray sighed as he watched Lucy finish getting ready…he had already got dressed, three times…and he was more than happy to wait, because his wife was radiant, happiness practically radiating from her. Her novel was finally published and they were going to the launch party, she had been the main feature in the last edition of Sorcerer’s Weekly pushing even Jenny and Mira’s joint photoshoot to the back…and she was gently resting one hand on her belly, their first child getting ready for his appearance. In his mind she had never looked more beautiful and he had never been more proud, and he growled suddenly at the thought of having to share this version of Lucy with anyone…let alone strangers…and he found himself stomping across to her, although he had to smile back at her when she caught sight of him approaching in the mirror, turning to meet him with bright eyes.

“Here…” He muttered gruffly, pulling off his necklace and dropping it gently around her neck…it didn’t really match her outfit, but the sight of her wearing his necklace calmed him. His ring on her finger…his necklace around her neck…and their child growing inside her, the whole world would be able to see they were together…that she was his, and that he was hers…

Stingue + Protect

   Sting yelped in alarm as shadows suddenly rose up in a wave behind him, blocking a blast that had been shooting towards his unprotected back and he growled as he downed his current opponent before whirling around to search for his mate. It took him a few minutes to spot the Shadow mage, because Rogue wasn’t stood up and fighting like he was supposed to be…instead he was slumped back against a chunk of rubble, one hand pressed to his stomach, whilst the other was still stretched towards Sting…and a chill swept through the blond as he realised that the idiot had protected him when he couldn’t even move. Growling he took off at a run towards Rogue, blind and deaf to anything else around him now that he knew his mate was hurt…and  he was caught by surprise when he was suddenly swiped to the side by another wave of shadows, a low growl on his lips as he rolled to his feet intending to shout at Rogue, only for the words to shrivel and die on his lips as he realised the blast that his mate had knocked him out of the path off…had continued on its path…and he felt something shatter, jagged shards in his chest as he realised that he could no longer see his mate…

Stingue + Possessive

     Sting winced as he brushed his fingers over the bite wound on the side of his neck, flinching when pain flared even from that gentle touch…it was a lot deeper than he had thought, and he wanted to yell at Rogue for going overboard…but he couldn’t bring himself to, knowing that he had scared the Shadow mage rushing in like an idiot the day before.

“I’m sorry…” He jumped at the quiet whisper, but before he could turn to look at his mate he felt Rogue draping himself over his shoulders, carefully avoiding the bite mark although he knew that the other Dragon-slayer was staring at it…with a sigh he reached up and grasped Rogue’s hands with his own.

“It’s fine…it’s not like I’ve never done it to you,” the blond pointed out gently, knowing that if he looked he would find the faint scar he had left behind after their crucifixion…it was always the same…whenever they came too close to losing one another, they had to mark the other as their mate, restabilising their claim and he couldn’t blame Rogue for that. “Just remember…I’m not going anywhere without you,” he added, and Rogue nodded slightly before burying his face against Sting’s shoulder.

“I’m not going anywhere without you either…”

Jerza + Protect

   Jellal was numb…there were tears in his eyes but they wouldn’t fall, even when Erza groaned softly, her eyes creeping open so that she could peer up at him…although the numbness began to crack when she actually smiled up at him, and he couldn’t stay silent.

“Why?” Why save me? Why sacrifice yourself for me…?

“You’re not done yet…are you?” Erza whispered, reaching up to brush her fingers against his cheek and he was stunned to realise that his tears had finally begun to fall and he couldn’t stop the sob that welled up as he reached up to grasp her hand. “You’re still…looking…. for your future…” For your redemption…

“But…”

“I had mine,” Erza’s eyes were drifting shut again, and Jellal knew that it was only his hold on her hand that was keeping it against her cheek. “I had a life with Fairy Tail…a wonderful life…my only…other goal was to protect you….”

Jerza + Possessive

    Erza smiled to herself as she felt Jellal’s arm tightening around her waist…he had been doing his best to pretend that he wasn’t bothered by all the attention she drew wherever she went, especially in the dress she was currently wearing, still feeling as though he didn’t have the right to stand by her side…let alone act possessive over her. However, the last mage they had been speaking too had been far too keen on getting a little too friendly with Titania and Erza had been a split second away from taking a sword to him herself, when Jellal had growled and abruptly announced they were leaving. Even now she could feel his magic ruffling their hair, and she hummed softly before reaching down to grasp his hand, entwining their fingers together as she felt him stiffen slightly at the touch.

“Thank you…”

“I shouldn’t have…” He began and she growled under her breath, twisting around so that she could silence him with a kiss and she couldn’t help but feel smug when he melted against her…he might be the possessive one, but she knew that she had him tied around her little finger and she arched an eyebrow at him when they pulled apart and he sighed in defeat. “You’re welcome…”

Gajevy + Protect

   Gajeel growled under his breath as he frantically tried to free himself from the ice holding him to the ground, his gaze never once leaving Levy, terror clawing at his insides whenever a blow came too close to comfort. His side was burning from an earlier attack and he could smell the blood still trickling down his side, but he couldn’t just sit there and let her protect him…even though he knew that was exactly what she wanted, after all she was the one to have iced him to the ground, actually snapping at him to stay put and trust her for once. He did trust her…it was their opponents that he didn’t trust. He could understand her desire to protect him…it was a desire he knew all too well, and he knew that it had only become worse for her since his near death during the war…. but that didn’t erase his own need to protect her, and gritting his teeth he put all his strength into flinging himself forward, grinning as he heard the ice finally beginning to crack…

Gajevy + Possessive

    Levy blinked trying to take stock of what had happened…one moment she had been talking to the nice if somewhat flirty librarian, and the next she had found herself being wrenched backwards away from the man. Now she was backed against the wall, Gajeel standing in front of her, low growls rumbling through him and whilst she couldn’t see his face from the position, she could just imagine the snarl he was wearing… it wasn’t the first time this had happened, his draconic side demanding that he protect her from all threats real or perceived, but she couldn’t understand what he had found threatening here…hell he had been engrossed in a songbook the last time she had checked, so how had he got here so fast?

“Gajeel…?” She asked cautiously, reaching up to lay a hand on his arm, feeling the growls still rumbling through him before she moved round so that she could see the librarian as well…the terror in his face seemed  a little too much even if Gajeel was intimidating, but as her gaze fell on the book he had been about to pass her before the Dragon-slayer intervened, understanding dawned…the books was covered in runes, runes that weren’t supposed to be there and it took her a split second to recognise it as a powerful charm…he had been trying to bewitch her and her mouth fell open in shock, and she was unable to react when Gajeel pulled free of her grip and lashed out, destroying the book with one blow before focusing on the librarian with a death glare.

“Levy is mine…”

anonymous asked:

Could i request headcannons for gruvia family? Pretty please?

Right, okay I think this kind of went bad but at least I tried my best.

  • Juvia & Gray would make sure that their family consist of more than one child since they both have been through the struggle of being alone before they found Fairy Tail. 
  • Therefore their family would consist of two children like maybe one son that look like Juvia & one daughter that look like Gray , a small number to some but it’s a great number for them since it’s easier to have a small family. 
  • Gray would want to name his daughter Ur or Ultear as a remembrance to both of the sacrifices that they did for him.
  • Along with Gray forcing their kids to make up with each other whenever they would fight since he would want his children to cherish each other. Since Gray was never given siblings that he could rely on. 
  • Whereas Juvia would give her devoted attention and love to each of their children equally by showering them in hugs and compliments. Needless to say though Juvia would give a tiny little bit more attention to their daughter that resemble her father.
  • Gray would be the strict parent since his wife wouldn’t have the heart to tell off their kids meaning that he would have to do it instead. The ice mage would always make sure  that he would ruffle his kid’s hair afterwards as a sign for them to stop sulking.
  • However you wouldn’t want to mess with these kids unless you wanna face Gruvia’s wrath.
  • Needless to say, other Fairy Tail members could tell that they belong to the ice/water couple  due to their magic types e.g the daughter being an ice mage whereas the son would be a water mage. Not to mention, that their daughter always not getting along with Natsu & Lucy’s son. Whereas their son would strip every so often.

meromestalky  asked:

Gratsu + strip club, stranger, cute ?

Gratsu + Strip Club

   Gray had long since lost his ability to hold in his laughter, one arm now wrapped around his stomach as he lent against the wall, watching as his mate went through every shade of red imaginable…and then some that finally had the Ice mage sobering and leaning forward with a hint of concern in his dancing eyes.

“Natsu?”

“I’m sorry,” Natsu’s muttered slowly turning to look at him with such a sheepish expression that Gray found himself chuckling again, however, this time he also managed to push himself away from the wall, moving across to the Dragon-slayer and tugging him into a hug.

“It’s not a big deal,” he said reassuringly, pressing a kiss to messy pink hair before glancing around the club that Natsu had been wanting to try out for weeks, completely unaware that it wasn’t quite what he thought it was…unable to stop another bark of laughter before glancing down at his mate. “You see me with less clothes on than this at home…”

“That’s at home!” Natsu protested, turning an interesting shade of red as he buried his face against the Ice mage, hitting him lightly as he felt another chuckle from Gray. “Not a…”

“Strip club?”

Gratsu + Stranger

   Gray stood completely frozen, his face still twisted into a snarl even as he stared at Natsu…he could tell that the Dragon-slayer was different, that E.N.D. was awakening if it hadn’t already taken over…he could feel it in the flames lashing around his mate. However, what he hadn’t expected was for Natsu to look so much like Natsu…there was a new darkness to the olive eyes that were watching his every move, but it wasn’t that different from the darkness that had seeped in since he had lost Igneel…and the fierce expression on the Dragon-slayer’s face was the same he wore whenever they faced anyone that threatened to tear their guild apart. He was still Natsu…

“Natsu…” He whispered, some of his anger…the hatred for E.N.D. that he had carried with him since Silver died fading. He had been ready to do it, to destroy the demon even if it meant destroying Natsu, because he had thought that the transformation would change the other teen…that it would be like fighting a stranger, an enemy that he could destroy without giving into his hesitation. But this…this was Natsu, the same Natsu he had grown up with…the same Natsu he had fallen in love with…and he felt his hands unclenching, everything wavering as he met the Dragon-slayer’s gaze. How can I destroy him?

Gratsu + Cute

    Natsu blinked…then blinked again, but the sight in front of him didn’t change and he glanced around, relieved to see that the rest of his teammates looked just as stunned by this development as he was, before shifting his attention back to…Gray? The Ice mage’s clothes were pooled on the floor where they had landed a split second after the book he had been flicking through had engulfed him in a blinding light, however, it was the small toddler sat in the middle of the material that had Natsu’s attention…he knew that it was his mate, he could smell it and there was no mistaking that dark stare even if this version of his mate was younger than any he had known. Gray was peering around at them, his face slowly beginning to crumple with no sign of recognition and the Dragon-slayer was moving even before the first sob rocked the toddler, scooping him up into a tight hug and shooting Erza a dark look when she warned him to be careful…as though he would ever hurt his mate. The de-aged mage had tensed at the sudden embrace and was now staring up at Natsu with wide eyes, and the Dragon-slayer found himself waiting…praying that he wouldn’t be rejected even though he knew it wouldn’t be Gray’s fault…instead he was stunned when the toddle sniffled before offering him a wide smile, revealing several toothy gaps before reaching up to pat Natsu on the cheek and grab a lock of pink hair, tugging on it slightly with a giggle.

“Pretty!”

Moonlit Vodka


Graylu Week, Day Four: Drunk 

Genre: Romance, Fluff

Rating: T

Summary: A lost bet proves to be quite the win - for both the winner and loser. 

Notes: I’m horribly late, and still swamped, but I wanted to get at least one entry out before the month was done, so yay!



Lucy hated losing bets. Especially ones she was certain she would win. It was common knowledge that she was the brains of the Team Natsu outfit, so why was it that Gray was now stocking up on vodka for the evening?

“Hey, Sore Loser - Orange Twist, or flavourless goodness?” Gray asked, holding up the two bottles for Lucy to see. Also, annoyingly unable to hide his I-totally-won smirk usually reserved for a post Erza-yelling Natsu.

Lucy was about to respond, when -

“Actually, y'know what? I’m in the mood for both tonight.”

Lucy glared at the ice-mage who in turn only cooly walked over to the counter and paid for the booze - with her share of the reward money.

Lucy grumpily swore to never make bets with the ice-mage again.

Walking out of the town, the clinking bottles between them acted as a constant reminder to Lucy of her loss.

‘How could I have been so stupid?’

“Hey now,” came Gray’s voice. “Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. Besides, you had it till you took that wrong turn.”

“Was that supposed to make me feel better?” Lucy said through gritted teeth.

“Nope,” Gray chuckled, stopping at Lucy’s glare. “Hey, this was your idea. I may have been a step behind solving the clues, but you’re the one who said the winner was the one who reached the thieves first. So the celebrations go my way, with your money.”

Lucy cursed herself for being so overconfident. Or not wording the challenge in a different manner. And suddenly she wasn’t so much pissed as she was sad. Disappointed in herself.

“Hey,” prompted Gray with a bump of his shoulder against hers, his voice no longer teasing. “I promise it’ll be fun.”

Lucy looked at him a bit sceptically for a moment, but seeing that he was being genuine, decided to give up on her sour mood.

She knew that if Gray said it’d be fun, it would be.

“I’ll hold you to that promise,” she said, a small smile creeping on her face, prompting one on his as well.


Sunset, and Gray was mysteriously leading her out of the inn they were lodged at, towards what seemed like the outskirts of town.

Lucy had given up asked where they were headed after the first five times, so she settled on guessing games instead. “You’re taking me to a pond to freeze it over so we could skate.”

“Do you see skates on me?” Gray answered, amused with her impatience.

“You’d make us some?”

“Your ankles wouldn’t take the cold.”

“Fine. You’re gonna make me an ice-sculpture.”

“Now why would I do that? You lost a bet remember?” He responded with a raised eyebrow.

“Yeah, well, I’m trying to be positive,” Lucy huffed, pouting more when Gray only chuckled in response.

Some more walking and bantering ensued as Gray led Lucy through a winding path through a small forest which opened up to a gorgeous, now moonlit lake. 

Lucy took in the sight with wide eyes, before a large grin took over her face. “Oh this is beautiful, Gray! And see? I was right about the lake!”

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