#pro fraxus

[fairytail-multishipper]

I just saw someone call Miraxus underrated and wow, honey, if anything it's one of the most overrated ships in the fandom

While Fraxus is more popular, the Miraxus shippers (and least that I’ve seen) are very toxic towards Fraxus shippers and just Freed in general which isn’t fair at all.

#fraxus #pro Fraxus #freed justine #pro Freed Justine #anti miraxus #otp: demon dragon #mlmships #mlm ship #mlm ships #mlmship #mlm

[midgetmeredith]

your nicely and reasonably done pro fraxus anti miraxus posts made my day as I found them. even now after the final chapter of fairy tail I see miraxus shouting about their ship's canonness and this has always been a part of this ship fandom that annoyed me the most. ship your ship, be happy with your ship but it's low key aggravating and even rude to 'oversee'/put down the moments fraxus clearly has while miraxus has barely even interactions and, on top of that, got canonly cancelled now

[continuation of ask] they should be happy mashima acknowledges their really pushy fandom at all, like with the twitter drawing he made. but even then he refused to actually draw them together in person and it’s clear that, after the ending, it’s only pandering. throughout the entire manga there hasn’t been a single hint of mashima planning to build up miraxus while he at least kept highlighting the importance of freed and laxus’ relationship

Yes! 🙌🏼 You’ve perfectly summed it up, anon! I tend not to think about Mir/axus all too much until I come across their more rabid shippers on Twitter (and sometimes on here, despite my attempts to avoid such 🙄). The level of harassment Mashima receives (predominantly from Mir/axus, Na/Li and surprisingly/disappointingly Jer/za “fans”) is shocking, pathetic and frankly bratty; it’s ridiculously disrespectful and childish. To think that romantic pairings – and a crack one, at that – are all some people care for in shonen series’ is baffling. I mean, to this degree as well? Yikes. Mashima owes us nothing and provides us with the luxury of his fan-art out of sheer kindness and as his form of gratitude to his supporters. He shouldn’t be hounded and pressured into supplying content to people whose morals are so fucked up that they violently badger him to validate their ship and themselves.

I’m so happy that you enjoy my posts too, anon! I freakin’ adore when people do, especially when they’re in any way “controversial”. It’s a topic that hits close to home for me as well (in regards to Fraxus) and particularly because I study and devote a lot of my time at university to researching & advocating this very issue of heteronormativity in media and the representation of [homo]sexuality. I don’t think people realise how, like you said, “aggravating and even rude” it is to display (typically) inadvertent [through no necessary or deliberate fault of their own] homophobia in overseeing/dismissing present & substantial gay relationships and arrogantly insisting that a male and female, who severely lack in mere interaction alone, are the epitome of romantic affection… 😬 But when a pairing – particularly one involving secondary characters – gains popularity in a fandom, despite having desperately limited and insufficient evidence in the source material, unfortunately the mass following of blind and unquestioned belief will ensue.

Like, for example, Neji/Ten in Naruto. [Disclaimer: I actually quite like the pair and have nothing at all against them personally, they just kind of prove my point. 😅] They’re supporting characters who are each other’s main (and pretty much only/most commonly accepted) romantic partner in the unnecessary universal fandom act of desperately pairing up every single character [with a partner of the opposite sex]. Yet they actually have very little proof in the manga and no substantial perceptible interest from the male party. Their arguably biggest moment was semiotically altered and is technically anime-only. 😥

#anti miraxus #pro fraxus #fairy tail #fairy tail text

[homofairies]

fixed, lbh.

#fraxus #pro fraxus #chendy #pro chendy #homofairies

[eryiss]

Summary: Forced to be sociable by his so called friends, Laxus finds himself attending a five week cooking class. An insulting and stupid idea, and one he resents them for doing. He would have thrown it in their faces, if it weren’t for the smug prick teaching the class, with his handsome face, delectable body, and annoyingly enticing way of keeping Laxus on his toes. [Fraxus One Shot]

Notes: Hi. I wrote this on my phone while sitting on the beach, so who knows how it’ll turn out. But it’s got them both being cocky, both being flirty, and both being in love, so what else could you want. Hope you all enjoy it.

Links: FFN, Ao3

Set To Boil

Or: 4 Times Freed taught Laxus a recipe, & 1 time Laxus returned the favour

Week One - Pizza

"Laxus, you need to get out more."

"Laxus, there's no reason for you not to give it a try."

"Laxus, you're an antisocial brat and you need to get out more."

Fuck them all. Fuck Evergreen for her haughty sense of self belief. Fuck Bickslow for having no tact and being and coming up with good points. Fuck Makarov in particular, for being a rude old coot who threatened to change the damn lock. And when Laxus found out which of the interfering bastards had been the one to come up with this stupid idea, then fuck them too.

It was ridiculous. Yes, perhaps Laxus had become somewhat insular as of late. Maybe his friends had been putting in more effort than him as of late, but it was important. He was newly hired in his sports journalism career, and he needed to focus on his writing.

What he did not need was a five week cooking course!

Why the hell did cooking courses even exist anymore? If you wanted to learn to cook, there was this brilliant new invention called a computer. They had hundreds of step by step recipes, none of which required Laxus to trudge through a damn rec-centre at eight at night!

Seriously, fuck them all.

He was late, too. The bus had missed his stop, and as such he was now ten damn minutes late. He was half-tempted to leave the rec-centre before he found his classroom - Ever, Bicks and Makarov wouldn't find out if he didn't use the damn voucher, after all - but then he would have to spend the next five weeks thinking of ways to pass the time every Thursday night. He really needed to move out of Makarov's damn apartment; the old bastard apparently had nothing better to do than to keep tabs on him. Bastard.

He was in front of the classroom door before he knew it, and he faulted. Dammit, why had he agreed to do this? Why couldn't the bus have gotten him there on time? Why was he nervous about this?

No; he was a grown man dammit. Fuck his nerves,

With false confidence, he walked into the classroom. Eight benches, all with sinks, ovens, cooktops, an array of cutlery and equipment, and a basket of ingredients filled the space. Five people stood behind some of the benches, and Laxus somewhat guilty slinked towards the nearest bench, at the back of the classroom.

"Mr Dreyar, I presume," A voice, deliciously smooth with underlying authority, made Laxus pause.

He looked up to see a man standing at the front of the room, behind a larger and more professional looking cooking worktop, and Laxus paused. If you were to encapsulate all of Laxus' ideal qualities in a man, his new teacher was apparently as close a person could come. Tall, obviously with some muscle, tight and sharp facial features, a little pale, and with long hair. He wore a button up shirt that hugged his form, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, showing off a near-indecent amount of his forearms. He was quirking his eyebrow towards Laxus, and he felt ensnared by the expression.

Dammit, of course. Almost every other cooking class in the country would inevitable be taught by a homely housewife or a tedious Ramsay wannabe, but not his. He gets a stud with veiny forearms, high cheekbones, and narrowed eyes that made Laxus shiver.

He couldn't justify it, but Laxus was inclined to blame his grandfather for that.

"There's a bench up here, if you'd like to take it," The teacher said, motioning towards one of the cooking stations at the front of the room. Laxus cringed; even in school, he'd been one of the kids who sat at the back. That wasn't a habit he was ready to lose.

"I'd rather stay here, if it's all the same to you," Laxus mumbled, annoyed at himself for not speaking clearly. There was something about teachers that just… what did you call someone who intimidated you but also kind of excited you at the same time?

God, this was going to be awful.

"And I prefer it if my students arrived to my lessons on time," The teacher smirked a little, and Laxus almost stuttered in search of a reply. "And, as tends to happen with a student who shows up late on the first day, you'll likely act out further. As such, I want you close by so I can keep you on the straight and narrow," He tapped his finger on the surface twice. "This counter, please."

Though only a few steps, the walk to the counter at the front of the room was humiliating, it served to make the asshole teacher appear less hot, if nothing else. Because Laxus definitely did not like a man who knew how to be firm with him.

This was going to be hell, wasn't it?

At his assigned counter, Laxus felt a little lost. Nestled in the ingredients was a recipie - they were making pizza, apparently - and Laxus slightly found himself floundering. The cooking lessons weren't just to make him more sociable; he had no idea how to cook.

The teacher, who was looking at him from behind his work surface, sighed and approached Laxus. In his hand, he held a chopping board with what appeared to be a large mound of dough. He placed it before Laxus, who drowned down at it.

"Normally I would have taught you how to make dough yourself, but my plan's require the full hour," The teacher said, as if that was an explanation. "Rather than you lagging behind and not getting the whole experience, you should start from the same point everyone else is at. So put yourself to work and start to kneed this. It'll require a few more minutes to get to the right consistency."

Laxus looked down at the dough, grinding his teeth. Kneeding was rubbing it, right? And occasionally you punch it? That didn't sound right.

"Like this," The teacher said, pulling the chopping board towards him. He started to kneed the dough - it wasn't what Laxus thought it was - and the attraction came back with a sudden force. God dammit, why did his sleeves have to hug his biceps like that? That just wasn't fair.

The dough was pushed towards him again, and Laxus rolled up his sleeves and started to emulate what the teacher had done. The teacher didn't leave, and Laxus squirmed a little under, and found himself speaking to fill the silence.

"I ain't gonna learn, y'know," His mouth said before his brain could intercept. "Don't give a shit about cooking."

That a'boy Laxus. Turn up late, fail at a basic thing, and insult the guy's career. Real classy.

"You will." The teacher said, as if it were undeniable.

"I will?" Laxus scoffed.

"You will," The teacher repeated, smirking, "Once you realise what a good home cooked meal taste like, you'll be desperate to learn what else you can do."

"You seem awfully confident about that…" He drifted off; he didn't even know the damn guys name,

"Freed," The teacher supplied. "And I am confident. You'll love cooking by the end of it. I'm sure."

"You talk a big game," Laxus chuckled a little. He almost forgot he was kneeding the dough, but Freed looked down at his hands and grinned a little, which got Laxus to pause. Just because he was kneeding dough it didn't mean he cared; it was basically a workout. That was all, and Freed needed to know that. "If you're that sure, then I'm gonna insist you eat everything I make, no matter how shitty it turns out to be."

"So long as you don't sabotage yourself on purpose, I can agree to that."

Well, Laxus had slightly wanted to make Freed eat combinations of food that tasted like crap, but this could work. Laxus really was that bad of a cook, Freed might not be able to know the difference.

"Deal," Laxus nodded, offering Freed a hand to shake. The chef did so immediately, with a firm squeeze and… oh damn, those veins!

——

Week Two - Curry

Laxus had been right. Even putting in the effort and following the recipie as best he could, he was still a shitty cook. Unless, of course, a curry was meant to be accompanied by a waft of dark, burning smoke when you opened up the oven. Laxus coughed a little as he removed the dish from the oven, placing it on the counter top while shutting the oven door with his foot,

Freed was storming over immediately, flapping at the smoke with a dish towel and immediately turnoff the extractor fan on to suck up the smoke before it reached the detector. He had previously been working with a pink haired bastard, who was snickering at Laxus' failure. Asshole.

"What on earth did you do to it?" Freed demanded, more confused than angry.

"I followed her recipe," Laxus retorted indignantly. "Can't blame me."

"Everyone else has the same recipe and they've managed fine," Freed muttered under his breath. "Explain to me what happened."

Laxus bit down the instinct to tell Freed to choke on something, patronising ass that he was. He had made a deal with Freed the week prior that he would do what he could to make the most of the lessons, and he would enjoy knowing how to make a few meals, so admitting his mistakes was something that he would have to do. Even if it was to a smug, ego-centred teacher who Laxus could definitely take in a fight without breaking a sweat,

Maybe he should suggest some boxing lessons. Laxus had given up pro fighting the year before, but kept it up for fun. If Freed was acting like Laxus was stupid for not knowing the basics of cooking, Laxus would act like Freed was stupid when he didn't understand how to box.

Fantasising about punching Freed in the stomach - which was no doubt toned and sexy as hell - made talking through the process easier. Freed wore a slight frown, apparently not seeing anything wrong with what he had done. Laxus was about to boast that he was right, and that it was Freed's instructions that had gotten the burned pile of mush that filled the room with smoke, but Freed's expression turned to one of understanding when he looked at the oven,

"These work on Celsius, you set it as though you were using Fahrenheit," Freed explained. "You essentially nuked it."

Fuck. God-fucking-dammit!

He could have dealt with it if he was unable to do some cooking thing he'd never had to use before. But this? Misreading a piece of paper and setting the wrong temperature on the damn oven, how the hell had he managed to do that? It was humiliating! He was a grown ass adult, a retired sportsman who was forging a career to be respected. But an oven had made him look like an idiot who couldn't do anything for himself. Fucking brilliant.

With clenched fists, he rested against the workbench and leant on it with closed eyes. This was why he didn't do shit like this; he needed to keep in his lane and do what he was good at. Not cook, not have this weird hate-boner for his teacher. None of this.

"How soon after the class do you need to leave?" Freed asked, cutting through Laxus' spiralling thoughts. He frowned, but answered.

"Don't have any plans after."

"If we start again, we can have you finished ten minutes after class. That way it won't be an act of futility," Freed said, and rolled his damn sleeves up again. Thankfully he was moving around the counter, turning the oven down and fiddling with appliances fast enough to stop Laxus' eyes from lingering. "I can teach you how to spice things to your own tastes, as well. Normally that's next week, but I can advance you for your troubles."

"Advance me?" Laxus frowned. "Kinda need to be good at the basics first."

"You are, everything you said was correct. You made a small mistake that I should have noticed," Freed shrugged, walking to the counter he taught from and taking a box of ingredients to place on Laxus' desk. "I thought you'd learn better left to your own devices, and while I expect that was true, I shouldn't have left you alone. That was my mistake and as such, I'll amend it. We'll make a curry suited towards your tastes."

This was an olive branch, Laxus was sure of it. Freed had apparently noticed Laxus' shift of mood, and took the blame for Laxus' mistake. He was thankful of it, but it was still embarrassing.

Thankfully, a way of saving face had presented itself.

"I don't know if I can believe ya," He said with a small, somewhat forced smirk. "I mean, you don't have a record for keeping promises, do ya?"

"Don't I?"

"You told me you'd eat some of everything I made," Laxus shrugged, looking towards his pot of 'curry' that lay stagnant in the pot. It was grey, somehow. Food shouldn't be grey. "That was a lie."

Freed sighed, but didn't back down. He pulled a dessert spoon from one of the drawers, carefully scooped up some of the ruined mush and brought it towards his lips; damn they were pretty. He openly winced at the smell, swallowing preemptively as it got closer to his mouth. He glanced towards Laxus for a split second, who was watching him with crossed arms expectantly, and let out a resigned sigh. He opened his mouth, took in the spoon, then ate.

First he gagged, then he coughed, then he struggled to swallow. Even though Laxus had worked hard, and a small part of him thought Freed was exaggerating, he laughed at the reaction. Freed was fighting to keep the burned, disgusting food down. Once completely swallowed, he turned to Laxus with a wince.

"Delicious," He lied, trying to hide how thoroughly unhappy he was.

"If that's the case, there's plenty more," Laxus smirked, and Freed actually winced. That, of course, spurred Laxus on further. This was more fun than cooking. "Eat up, I don't mind."

Freed seemed to think for a moment, before standing up straight, rolling his back, and doing something Laxus never would have expected. He pulled out a plate and a ladle, scooped a portion large enough to fill two fully grown adults would struggle to finish no matter what the taste, and placed it on the countertop as if it was something to be proud of.

"A deal," Freed proposed. "I want to teach you one on one for the rest of the session. No distractions, no changing the subject, simply me telling you how to cook. Essentially, until you've cooked something successfully, I want your full attention."

Laxus nearly scoffed, Freed already had that. Instead, he said: "What's my 'delicious' curry got to do with that."

"If you make an attempt to distract me, to get out of lessons in some way, or continue with the mindset that this course is not suited to you, then for the rest of your time learning under me, you'll stay after class and clean everyone's dishes until I'm satisfied with the result."

Laxus winced a little. "And if I don't do any of that."

"I'll eat all of this," He motioned to the plate of ruined food. "And you may watch me do it."

Thinking for a moment, Laxus grinned. "Your funeral," He then glances at the food and winced. "Possibly literally."

Freed waved off the comment, stood beside Laxus with his new range of ingredients, and began explaining the basics of how to get a flavour you desired from your ingredients. On instinct Laxus wanted to taunt the man, suggesting the best way to get a flavour was with a take-out menu, but he managed to stop himself before the words slipped out. Mainly it was to avoid four weeks of dish washing, but also because he hasn't seen Freed like this. He was passionate when he spoke about cooking, and Laxus didn't want to ruin that.

And when Freed's arm slid against Laxus' as they moved, somehow at the same moment Freed looked at him with a genuine smile, Laxus felt shivers roll over him. This was… there were worse ways to spend a Thursday evening.

——

Week Three - Chicken Soup

"Y'know, if you're gonna make such a big deal about-" Laxus cut himself off. Holy shit.

He had been ready to blast into Freed about puntuality. Laxus had gotten to the class on time, only to see that Freed was not there. Eight minutes into the lesson, the door had opened, and Laxus was fully intending to lambast Freed about how much of a big deal it was when Laxus was late, and yet Freed was just as bad. He only stopped when he saw the state Freed was in. Because dammit, the man was drenched to the bone.

What the hell had happened to him? Sure it was raining, but Laxus knew he had a car, and surely the walk from the parking lot to the building hadn't been that bad. He looked like he'd gotten into a fight with a lake and lost.

"Everyone to your work stations please," Freed instructed, removing his coat as he walked to the front of the class. "I apologise for being late, but it shouldn't be too much of an imposition if we all focus."

Laxus was focusing. Focusing on the fact Freed's white shirt was clinging to his chest, showing off strong pecs and the taunting glimpse of a six-pack. It was a temp tight sight, and far too indecent for a classroom setting.

He shook his thoughts away. He needed to focus, because last week's lesson had proved a lot of things. One: Freed was willing to eat a whole plate full of disgusting food to prove a point, which wasn't relevant but Laxus still thought funny to think about him gagging and going green. Two: Freed was actually a damn good teacher, he just apparently hadn't know what Laxus needed from him until the latter half of the class. Three: Laxus actually could cook, if taught well. Because the second curry he'd made was indescribable, and it had tasted just as good when Laxus had cooked it two nights prior.

So, the lessons were actually working, and Laxus decided he was going to fully allow himself to be a student. Groping the teacher with his eyes wasn't going to help that, so Laxus remained quiet and let Freed explain the lesson.

To learn how to flavour things correct, they would all be making a series of different soups throughout the hour. Five basic recipes has been placed on their workspaces, and an entire array of spices, ingredients and flavourings had been scattered through the room. The point of the exercise was to follow the recipes, but also put other ingredients into their soups while doing it so that they can experiment with flavours. It was pretty smart, and Laxus felt like he had an advantage given Freed's impromptu lesson with spices the week before.

Once Freed stopped talking, they began cooking, and Laxus felt oddly confident in himself.

About ten minutes into the exercise, Freed made his way to Laxus' workstation. Wordlessly, he picked up a plastic ladle and scooped out a small amount of the soup Laxus had cooking. Laxus watched with only a small amount of anticipation as Freed brought the soup to his lips and swallowed it, and didn't focus on the flipping of his stomach as Freed smiled at him.

"It's very good," he praised, and Laxus did not preen at the words.

"Thanks," He muttered instead. "Any advice?"

Freed smiled a little at the request, placing the ladle in the small sink. "I'd use sea salt from now on, it'll bring out the flavour of the chicken more. But your instincts have served you well, it works very well together."

"Oh, thanks," Laxus mumbled awkwardly, and Freed didn't help by leaning over the table to look at Laxus' recipe, bring their faces far too close. Thank god the heat of the room has fixed the slight transparency of Freed's shirt, because knowing about the body below the clothes was tempting enough with him this close. If he could see the man's body, he might explode.

"You've put everything you've added onto this, haven't you?" Freed asked, tapping the recipe that had Laxus notes covering it. Laxus nodded weakly. "Then, if you can recreate it as it is now,I then it's time to experiment. Pick something at random to add and see what it tastes like. If it's bad, remake what you've already done."

"Anything huh?" Laxus quirked a brow. "You know you have to eat it, right? You wanna give me this much freedom after last week?"

"So long as you choose your ingredients thinking it will taste good, I'll uphold my agreement," Freed shrugged. "Though I must admit, I'd prefer not to spend the night with stomach cramps and a bucket beside my bed again, if avoidable."

Laxus barked out a laugh. "Kinda thought I'd killed ya when you didn't show up on time. What happened?"

"My car's broken down," Freed explained, looking over the herbs Laxus had added. "It took longer to get here than I expected."

"You walked in this?" Laxus glanced towards the heavy rainfall beating down on the windows.

"Indeed," Freed nodded. "Not my smartest decision."

Laxus winced a little at a roll of thunder exploded outside, apparently trying to make sure Freed knew just how stupid his decision had been. Freed didn't seem too bothered by it, though, and instead walked towards the old woman who worked behind Laxus, tasting her version of tomato soup and giving her advice on how to give it an extra kick.

The rest of the lesson continued on like that. Freed would work his way around the room, helping where he could. Laxus experimented on his soup, finding parmasean to be the missing ingredient.

Freed actually licked his damn lips after trying that. Did he know what he was doing to Laxus?

Once the lesson was over, the storm still lighting up the sky, Laxus walked to the door of the rec-centre. Freed was lingering there, wrapped up in a large red coat and clearly not looking forward to his walk home. Laxus understood that; the rain was so hard it probably would hurt to be under it.

"I'll drive ya home," Laxus said, his tone not leaving room to argue.

"What?" Freed asked. "No, that's not-"

"Didn't give you a choice, did I?" Laxus crossed his arms.

"You intend to kidnap me?" Freed joked.

"Yeah," Laxus nodded. "If you walk out in that, you're gonna get sick for no reason other than your own stubbornness. If that happens, the. Eat I can do for you is give you the recipe for this," he patted the container of chicken soup he held, "but I kinda think driving you might make more sense."

Freed considerd before speaking. "I insist on paying for gas, at least."

"Course you will, I ain't a cheap date."

The words came before Laxus could stop himself, and a flush of worry spread through him. Freed simply laughed, murmured a teasing "I expect not," and walked towards the door. He held it open for Laxus to walk through, and with a small grin, Laxus did so, with Freed by his side.

When the rain hit them, Laxus didn't care, and it certainly didn't diminish the silly smile that he hoped Freed couldn't see.

——

Week Four - Meringues

"What are you looking at, Laxus?"

Freed seemed amused as he spoke, and he walked towards Laxus' working area. Laxus had been trying to catch his teacher's eye for around a minute, with probably a stupid little grin on his face. He couldn't find it in himself to be embarrassed about being caught out.

The drive home with Freed has been a long one - thirty minutes in the car; how long would it have been if he'd walked! - and they'd talked throughout. Laxus had learned that, until recently, Freed had been a professional chef for the TV show 'Sabertooth Chefs', a cooking competition watched by millions. He was off camera, making the meals that the celebrity judges claimed they had cooked to use as an example for their contestants. Apparently he quit because of a lack of passion.

That, and apparently Rufus Lore - the judge he cooked for - was obnoxious and could barely bake a loaf of bread if left on his own.

Laxus spoke about his own life. How he'd felt obligated to quit his pro-boxing career after a nasty head wound that resulted in his scar. How he was now a freelance writer who did sports analysis for some of the sports magazines and websites. Freed had seemed impressed, and claimed he'd watch out for his work.

They were closer now, and as such Laxus felt comfortable joking with him.

"I've got a question," he said when Freed was close. "You said you'd taste everything I cook, right? Well, for food, tasting something means you're experiencing it, right?"

"I suppose," Freed agreed, though seemed to know he was walking into a trap.

"Well, with meringues, you showed us that trick, right," Laxus smirked. "Where if you've made it correctly, you can turn the bowl over and the mixture won't fall out."

"Yes," Freed was wary now.

"Well, you also said for the best experience," he put emphasis on the word, "then you tip it up over your head. If you've done it right, it stays in the bowl. If you ain't, it covers ya."

"I did say that," Freed muttered.

"Well, if you're gonna experience everything I make, surely you should do it." He smirked; and pushed the bowel of mixture towards him.

Freed looked down, resignedly.

Then he perked up and reached into his pocket, pulling out a coin. He flipped it with flair and caught it, covering it before either of them could see the result.

"Heads or tails?" He requested, and Laxus chuckled.

"Heads."

Freed removed his hand, and Laxus let out a cry of triumph. He nudged the bowel towards Freed, grinning wide and ridiculous as Freed openly sighed. Laxus crossed his arms to hurry the man up, and it seemed to work.

With quick, resigned movements, Freed lifted the bowel. The thick white mixture jiggled slightly, and Freed turned it upside down above his head before he could stop himself.

And… it stayed in place.

For a moment, Freed seemed to be wincing in anticipation, before a look of triumph flooded onto his face. He turned the bowel back over and placed it on the counter.

"Kinda anticlimactic," Laxus said, picking up a spoon.

"But it means you did it correctly," Freed smiled. "You can take solace in that."

"Guess so," Laxus nodded. "Or I could do this."

With neither showmanship nor hesitation, Laxus used the spoon so scoop a dollop of the mixture up and flicked it towards Freed's face. For a moment, all Freed could do was blink, and Laxus burst into stifled laughter.

It had splattered over his lips, nose, and left cheek. Equal parts ridiculous and oddly attractive.

"Mister Dreyar," Freed spoke calmly, but he was trying to hide a smile. "I will be seeing you after class."

He turned away. Laxus snickered.

Although it was tempting to be a dick for the rest of the lesson, Laxus behaved himself. This was the only lesson that they did on desserts, and Laxus wanted to learn. That, and he felt Freed wasn't going to take his little prank lying down, so he probably shouldn't piss him off further.

When everyone else was gone, and Laxus was left alone with Freed, there was a moment of quiet. He motioned for Laxus to approach the desk. Laxus did so.

He was hit in the face by a spurt of ketchup.

It continued, splattering across his face. He gasped, and Freed apparently aimed for his mouth at the moment. It was a stupid moment, not helped by the noise the bottle was making, and eventually the spray died out.

Neither man spoke for a moment.

They both started laughing at the same time, and Freed handed Laxus a napkin to clean himself with.

"You're an asshole, you know that right?" Laxus said with mirth in his voice. "You still got the balls to want a ride from me again?"

"Is the offer still available?" Freed chuckled.

"Sure, just as long as you don't mind me getting some glue and those decorative feather things from a store on the way back," Laxus smirked. "There's a smug asshole who needs to be tarred and fathered."

"Perhaps I'll get the bus," Freed grinned, then frowned a little. Perhaps without thinking, he reached up and stroked Laxus' cheek to rid it of a remaking fleck of sauce.

They both halted, frozen for a moment, and Laxus' mind was set alight. In that moment he knew one thing for sure; he couldn't let Freed go.

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Week Five - Solyanka

"That will be all for our time together," Freed said, standing at the front of the class. "I hope you all enjoyed your time together, and that you've all learned something. At the risk of promoting myself, I have other courses available that last longer and offer more flexibility with what you'll cook, if you want to further your culinary pursuits. If not, then it was a pleasure working with you all, and I wish you well in your endeavours."

It was weird seeing Freed using his teaching voice; the things he said weren't Freed-like. It was kind of funny.

Laxus hung back when the rest of the class funnelled out. Some of them spoke to Freed before leaving, orbits just left, but Laxus decided to hang back and wait. As he did, he pulled out a small plastic tub from a bag he'd brought with him, waiting for Freed to take note. Once everyone was gone, Freed saw him still standing at the end of his cooking surface.

"Laxus," He said, and he seemed pleased Laxus was still there. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, just wasn't ready to leave yet," Laxus passed it off as a joke, but the stopped himself. "I, Erm, well, there's this recipe my family's been making for years. Generations, actually. Just wanted to know what you think."

"You want me to critique a family recipe?" Freed frowned.

No. No he didn't. He wanted to share something with Freed that was important to Freed. It was ridiculous to think, but this old Russian dish was something he had loved for his life, and he wanted Freed to love it too. It seemed stupid now he was thinking about it, but they only really had food in common right now, and Laxus felt like it was his turn to add something to the conversation.

"It's called Solyanka," Laxus said instead of answering the question. "It's a soup. For sausages, olives, cabbage. A lot of things, really."

Laxus didn't say anything else, and picked out a pot from the cupboards to place on the stove. He emptied the contents of the container into the pot and stated to bear it up.

"It tastes better when it's not been reheated but-"

"It smells beautiful," Freed said, cutting through Laxus' backtracking. "And I'm sure it will taste just as good."

"Thanks," Laxus mumbled a little.

As they waited for the soup to heat, there was a comfortable quiet between them both. Freed seemed engrossed in the cooking - the growing scent, the occasional stirring - and it gave Laxus the chance to watch him. He had known Freed was hot from the moment he'd seen him, but he was also fucking beautiful. His hair was pulled out and flowing over his shoulders, and his expression was calm and relaxed.

Laxus was glad he had done this, suddenly. He would have regretted it. This couldn't be the end of his relationship with Freed; it just couldn't.

He went to speak, but Freed went first.

"I think it's time to take it off the heat," He said gently, as if wanting to avoid offending Laxus by telling him how to cook his meal. Laxus quickly removed the pot from the heat.

With now familiar movements, Laxus pulled out two bowls and poured them both a portion. Laxus sat on one of the stools, waiting a little nervously as he saw Freed spoon some of the soup up and take it into his mouth.

"Wow," Freed whispered. "It's incredible."

Pride bloomed inside Laxus, and he didn't tamper it down. This piece of Laxus had pleased Freed. It had made Freed smile such a brilliant smile that it was like a shot to the heart. He was speechless, and Freed spoke again.

"You're incredible, Laxus," he said with equal sincerity.

"What?" Laxus frowned slightly.

"You're incredible, Laxus," Freed repeated, smiling now. "You've made these five weeks remarkably fun for me, and I'm sad to see you go."

"I'm sad to be going," Laxus mumbled, unused to speaking honestly about these kinds of things. "These have been… the best part of my week."

"Mine too," Freed admitted, and the words sent lighting throughout him.

There had been a small part of Laxus that had thought it had been in his head. He felt like he and Freed had been steadily growing closer and closer, in a way that couldn't exactly be called platonic. It felt like this was the moment where a choice had to be made. Laxus could either hide from his feelings, as he had often done in his life, or he could take the dive. Just like he'd done when he had quit his job. Just like he'd done when he'd come to the class in the first place. Just like he should have been doing all his life.

Freed was going to speak, but the urge to act overtook Laxus and he moved before it could dwindle. He launched himself toward, took Freed by the back of the neck, and kissed him.

It wasn't perfect, but the imperfection made it better.

The feeling of the desk jutting into his hip might have been a bother, but it was nothing compared the the brilliance of soft lips moving against his own.

The lingering spice on Freed's tongue could have been a distraction, but it only added to the searing sensation flying through him.

The scent of Laxus' Solyanka might have drawn focus, but instead it nudged with Freed's cologne and created a beautiful feeling of mingled familiarity and uniqueness.

This was the type of kiss that was unforgettable.

Freed's hand was grazing the back of Laxus' neck, scratching at the usually untouched skin in a way Laxus was tempted to put at. He smiled a dopey smile, leaning further into the kiss.

When they pulled apart, breathless and smiling, they couldn't look away from each other.

"Don't know how this works with a chef," Laxus began in a whisper. "Don't wanna offend your sense of pride, but d'you maybe wanna get a bite to eat some place?"

For a stagnant second, that felt like an eternity to Laxus, Freed didn't say anything.

"I'd love that," Freed nodded a little, though his head still rested against Laxus'. "So long as you don't mind me critiquing everything?"

The joke was trumped by the honesty in his voice. Freed really wanted it!

"I can deal with that."

They shared a quiet, private smile. One that promised excitement, passion, and if Laxus allowed himself to be optimistic, perhaps a future as well.

#Fraxus #freed x laxus #freed justine #laxus dreyar #fairy tail #fanfic #writing #one shot #Word Count: 6k

[lemonade-of-gods]

This bloody ship war needs to stop.

Dear muthassan (grandfather) in heaven…

It’s a very ironical situation. The fandom of a series which promotes bonds of friendship, love and family is literally at each other’s throats. Might as well add my two cents to this.

*clears throat* FOR GODS’ SAKE, WILL EVERYONE JUST SHUT UP ABOUT HOW THEIR OTP IS BETTER THAN THE OTHERS AND THAT THE ANTIS ARE HYPOCRITES FOR NOT SHIPPING THEM?! *exhales*

Like seriously, since when did shipping turn into a ‘my-OTP-is-better-than-yours’ competition? Yes, each ship has its flaws. NaLu has it. Gruvia has it. Jerza has it. Fine. So what?

There are extremists in each side of the fandom. NaLu extremists, you’re convinced that NaLu will be canon, right? Good, now shut up and stop harassing those who don’t ship it. Anti NaLu extremists, you hate NaLu? Fine. You ship other Natsux ships or Lucyx ships? Good, now stop calling NaLu fans hypocrites and vermin as a whole. You have every right to express your displeasure at the hate you get from the extremists. Calling the entire fandom (consisting of extremists and ACTUAL NaLu fans) slurs and names just takes it too far.

A fan is not a hypocrite for not being able to see your OTP in the same manner as you do. There are people who can’t see Natza as a romantic couple. There are people who can’t see NaLu as anything more than best friends. There are people who thing Grayza and NaLi make more sense than Gruvia and NaLu. That’s great! But why waste time bitching about it? Natza shippers won’t stop shipping Natza. Gruvia shippers won’t stop. Bixanna shippers won’t stop.

Lisanna isn’t stealing Natsu from Lucy. Lucy doesn’t get in the way of NaLi. Bixanna is not a complete spite ship. Gruvia is not completely messed up. 

So please, just shut up everyone and stick to your tags. If you don’t like that ship, don’t crosstag and go to that ship’s fandom and harrass the fans (I’m looking at all fans, particularly the NaLu extremists). Name calling is also childish.

Thank you.

#ft #fairy tail #big four fairy tail #nalu #gruvia #jerza #graylu #grayza #natza #nali #miraxus #fraxus #mirafreed #bixanna #pro all ships #anti hate #anti ship hate #can you not

[bi-and-wanna-cry]

Fairy Tail High School Au

(I know it’s been done before but not by me, so her ya go)

• Natsu “flamebrain” Dragneel - only sophomore on the varsity football team, dreams of going pro, talented but undisciplined

• Lucy Heartfilia - adorable cheerleader, can do the most amazing stunts, knows everyone

• Gray Fullbuster - Ice hockey jock, emo af, scary on ice, first of his friends to get a tattoo, in love with a football player (who shall remain nameless)

•Erza “Titania” Scarlet - Captain of the varsity basketball team, volleyball player, casual fencer, junior but has already been accepted to several colleges

• Wendy Marvell - freshman track star, everyone loves her, sweet and precious, kinda terrifying on the track

• Happy - Natsu’s cat that he ‘secretly’ takes to school. Makarov knows but everyone loves having the cat around so he lets it slide.

• Carla - Wendy’s cat that she brings because Natsu asked her to. Loves wendy and follows her around. Beautiful white maincoon

• Juvia Loxar - swimmer, kind of a loner, but loves her team and her school, hair is perfect despite the chlorine, everything she owns is blue

• “Blacksteal” Gajeel Redfox - ironworker, that one guy who actually likes shop class, Juvia’s childhood bestie (they still do movie nights)

• Levy Mcgarden - academic prodigy, wins every academic competition, shy but well loved, cute nerd trope wishes she was this awesome

• Laxus “Thunder” Dreyar - Headmaster’s grandson™️, captain of the varsity football team, Natsu’s idol, has a shitty dad, president of the Protect Freed Justine club (it started as a joke but they take their job very seriously)

• Freed Justine - hardcore fencer, NERD™️, President of The Thunder Legion (that’s what they call themselves but they all cheer each other on)

• Evergreen - local beauty queen, dancer, loves ballet, member of the Thunder Legion, exudes confidence but secretly has stage fright, will only perform if her friends are there.

• Bickslow - your friendly neighborhood chaos spirit, rebel without a cause, probably crazy but his friends love it, member of the Thunder Legion, cheers the loudest, writes incredible stories with shocking twists

• Mirajane - actress extraordinaire, Captain of the varsity volleyball team, supportive friend, used to compete with Erza but now they work together, has the hardest spike, works at the local cafe

• Elfman “Beast Mode” Strauss - Quarterback, weightlifter, takes up half of the hallway, lives for his sisters, calls everyone dude

• Lisanna Strauss - cheerleader, goes to as many sporting events as possible, volunteers at the local shelter, wants to be a vet, works with Mirajane at the cafe

• Cana “the witch” Alberona - fortune teller, gives free tarot readings, everyone swears she’s psychic, knows when her friends are down, throws the best parties

• Laki Olietta- Carpenter, lowkey scary, Gajeel’s shop class partner, can build the most complex structures

• Kinana - new girl, no one really knows where she came from, super friendly, helps out at the cafe

• Romeo - Freshmen, JV football player, wants to be like Natsu, says he hates that his dad is a teacher but secretly loves it

• Macao and Wakaba - those teachers who get into more trouble than their students, pals, actually good teachers

• Gildarts Clive - that one alumn who came back to be a teacher, Cana’s dad, let’s her throw parties but keeps a close eye on the kids, Cana’s friends are his surrogate kids, let’s the Strauss kids sleep over whenever

• Bisca and Alzack - teacher ship, super chill, will throw paper at you if you fall asleep, love teaching, doting parents

• Makarov “Gramps” Dreyar - current headmaster, exasperated but indulgent, loves every student, hype man at sports events

• Mavis Vermillion - founder of Fairy Tail Academy, her portrait is in the hallway, people still say she watches over her fairies

Ships

• Gratsu - it took them forever to get together due to the ‘rivalry’. Erza finally got tired of the pining and set them up. They go to each other’s games.

• Lucana - no one expected sunshiny Lucy to date “the witch”. They’re so cute tho. Cana can sense when Lucy gets anxious. Lucy is very protective of her girlfriend

• Erzajane - Volleyball baes, Fairy Tail High’s power couple, they support each other, got into the same college and are trying to stay together, everyone’s mom friends

• Chendy - they met at a track meet, puppy love at first sight, friends first, cheer each other on even though they’re on rival teams

• Livia - Lisanna convinces the cheerleaders to go to swim meets. Lisanna loves watching Juvia swim and Juvia loves visiting Lisanna at the shelter, cutest couple™️

•Gajevy - classic bad boy x nerd girl ship. Except Levy is super badass and Gajeel is ultra dorky. They make each other better

• Fraxus - supportive boyfriends, have been together since forever, Makarov ships it. After a player on another team makes a homophobic comment, Laxus goes into the middle of the field and proclaims his undying love for Freed.

• Elfgreen - fell in love slowly, Mira and Bickslow got them together, Elfman lives to watch Evergreen dance, he’s amazed by her grace. Evergreen starts cheering him on at football games

• Lakinana - adorable love story, Laki makes stuff for Kinana, kinana dotes on Laki, Laki will fight you if you mess with her girl

#fairy tail #fairy tail au #lucy heartfilia #erza scarlet #natsu dragneel #gray fullbuster #wendy marvell #happy #carla #juvia loxar #gajeel redfox #levy mcgarden #laxus dreyar #freed justine #evergreen #bickslow #mirajane strauss #elfman strauss #lisanna strauss #cana alberona #laki #kinana #gildarts clive #bisca connell #alzack connell #gratsu #lucana #erzajane #chendy #fraxus

[kuinmaru]

Fairy tail new Generation

1. Nalu’s daughter with Lucy’s beauty and Natsu’s energy, and a younger son too.

2. Stingue adopted twins, they’re the cutest boys in all Sabertooth.

3. Gruvia’s son (as seen in the sketch) waive hair like Juvia, with a lot of clothes and tsundere like Gray (with a internal crush with Nalu’s daughter).

4. Gajeevy’s twins (like @rboz drawings)

5. Fraxus rebellious adopted kid and become Gruvia’s Son best friend.

6. Jerza’s daughter, strong as her mother and intelligent as her father.

7. Everman’s son who is a little hippie and pro-nature.

8. Canajane adopted girl who loves sports and has a crush with Jerza’s daughter.

9. Kinabra’s quiet daughter, cute as her mother.

#fairy tail #lucy heartfillia #natsu dragneel #nalu #gruvia #nashi #stingue #fraxus #jerza #kinabra #everman #canajane

[enixamyram]

I can assure you that the manga has way less comedy relief for Fra.xus which I personally love. the reason why I still ship them. The ship has an amazing dynamic and Freed’s a badass character and I'm with you being mad about the added comedy relief

You know I got a similar answer about YoruSoi. It seems a lot of animes do this and it really is irritating because, in a way, it screws with what the actual relationship is like.

I wouldn’t mind a little comedy relief from Freed, but they always seem to go overboard. It really is a shame because I might like (even ship) them if they didn’t (thinking I should just start reading the manga instead of watching the anime).

#Fairy Tail #Fraxus #Anti Fraxus #I'm tagging as both because this is kind of both #it's anti anime Fraxus #but pro manga Fraxus #Anonymous

[sweetmemories2606]

Would you read it?

So, I’m planning on posting a new story in a few weeks and it will be a Murder Mystery AU.

I’ve already sorted out a few details, but I’d like to know if anyone would be interested in reading it before beginning to write.

Here’s the info so far:

Title: Lost Without You

Pairings: Gruvia, Jerza, GaLe, ElfEver, Fraxus, Cobra x Kinana, might include NaLu later on

Timeline: It will be set after the Avatar Arc, but a few changes will be made.

Summary (first draft): After the defeat of Avatar, everyone learned of Juvia Lockser's disappearance and likely death. It was a tragedy and Fairy Tail didn't think the situation could get any worse. That is, until a string of unusual murders began to haunt Fiore. An unexpected killer. The return of old enemies. An unbreakable curse. Could this tragic tale have a happy ending?

I also leave here the first draft for the cover, let me know what you think about it. (I’m no pro when it comes to digital artwork).

What do you think? Would you read it?

#fairy tail #fanfic #avatar arc #gruvia #jerza #gale #elfever #fraxus #nalu #mirajane #makarov #crime sorciere #meredy #cobra #plot twist #murder mystery #deaths #curses #old enemies

[yashirosukes]

Being honest about the big 4. I never like Gruvia, I never understand why people like it, if it was a boy the one who stalk a girl the way Juvia did with Gray everybody would find it gross. Gravejy or Gale, I don't really know what they're name are, it's a joke, It's like Mira x Laxus or things like that, they interact what? One chapter per arc? It doesn't matter how are those moments, it's really a joke how it has being handle. About Jerza, they are just there, I don't have an opinion, they +

i didnt like gruvia either, i hated it and juvia until tenrou when i could actually take her feelings seriously and saw gray care about her for once. with the way the ship developed i started liking it more but it’s mainly the content the fandom puts out that got me to like it better than some of my other ft ships. gruvia is not for everyone, i can understand why it would make someone uncomfortable. i agree with pros on some things and antis on others. gajevy i’m meh about, i ship it but still mainly because of fan art, not the actual ship itself. i agree about the writing aspect of miraxus, i mainly just like the aesthetic although i secretly hope it’s canonized because of the drama fraxus shippers brought me that one time. i like jerza, it has it’s issues and imo mashima was lazy with writing it even though it had lots of potential to grow but its aight.

#tbh all the canon ft ships are either awful or meh

[midgetmeredith]

Great job at attempting to make my ask look bi-homophobic, but nah. I'm not having any of that. Laxus wasn't written into males and that is what I defend. Respect towards how he was written. By badass I mean that he needs no romance. And I am just tired of seeing this whole Fraxus fandom screaming "omg!!! fraxus!!" at literally nothing. Your evidence is literally Laxus protecting his friends, Freed included, because he is his FRIEND. But there is literally zero attraction there. Chill already.

Yikes. Honey, I think you’re the one who needs to chill… You literally jumped back into my ask-box with more hate messages mere minutes after I posted an ask that you sent me last night. Like, just how much are you stalking my blog?

Btw, I never tried to make you look bi/homophobic – that’s on you, bud. But, hey…

It’s actually hilarious that you’re this ironically and hypocritically bent out of shape about Fraxus shippers (enjoying a fictional pairing within their own tags, mind you) and claiming our content as “nothing”, when all of the female-featuring Laxus ships are largely fabricated from heteronormativity, initially based merely on a chapter cover or Laxus’ pre-developed sexist deviancy. 😂 You’re arguing that you don’t care about romance now, but then why did you care enough to message me about it in the first place?

Also, you realise that ships fundamentally originate from one party being vocally affectionate and showcasing or stating their feelings for another character, right? In this case, Freed is confirmed to have such for Laxus. So, already, Fraxus holds more canon weight with that factor alone than any of the other Laxus pairings. 🤔 Additionally, they have the most moments and (obviously) interaction. But here’s the argument that apparently went over your narrow-minded head – Fraxus have moments that parallel some of the other FT pairings; by this, I’m trying to get at how that they would be approved and accepted if either one were of the opposite sex (still based on said same moments, as similar scenes are enough for the other couples to be shipped because of).

Now, I won’t bite and detail the evidence of every Fraxus moment in canon, since that’s partly already been done by others and – in brief with some scenes (1 & 2) – myself before. But take a read of those more recent panels I’ve provided with the accompanying analysis alone, then attempt to argue that they don’t mirror moments other ships (in and out of FT) have had or that they wouldn’t be embraced & supported as a pretty much unquestionable pairing if one of them were female. 🙃

“Laxus wasn’t written into males and that is what I defend. Respect towards how he was written.” Ok. 😑 [ 1 ] You’ve never studied media, huh? It’s common sense and perceptible from any medium – and, you know, society – that same-sex [relation]ships are treated with subtly, implied rather than emphatically stated and held to a much different standard than straight pairs (1 & 2). Characters that never express attraction are still labelled as heterosexual and even heavily coded queer characters have their presented sexuality erased by some readers/viewers because such hasn’t been declared literatim, even though nobody expects it from straight roles. Sexuality is still a very controversial subject – as any scholar or study in this field will tell you – as such, creators shy away from heavily depicting it, due to fear of backlash. Plus, marriage equality is still illegal in Japan and male/male relationships are particularly an issue in shonen especially. [ 2 ] There is nothing in canon that suggests Laxus isn’t “into” Freed, as I’ve stated before – he reads as male-leaning biromantic (with Freed) and female-leaning bisexual (with Cana & Lucy). His deepest relationship (alongside his bond with Makarov) is with Freed, and their scenes convey the same tones that Gaj/evy (& others) had [before G/L’s canonisation in 487]. [ 3 ] How about instead of “respect” towards how you’ve personally perceived that fictional character to be written, you respect the tagged opinions of others who are passionate about both the ship and the mentioned sexualities because it’s important to them, perhaps hits close to home/provides representation and maybe because they simply enjoy a cute pairing?

You know, this is the exact reason why I stayed out of the Fairy Tail fandom for so long… Guess what? Some people are actually capable of seeing opinions they don’t like and having the maturity and willpower to not harass someone over some fictional pairings! Crazy, right? 😱 Seriously, it’s that simple, dude. Hey, don’t like something? Roll your eyes and move on! Block tags that you’re so strongly adverse to, damn. Speaking of which, I don’t need this negativity, so consider yourself and your multiple Fraxus & sexuality-insulting (whether you intend for them to come across as such or not) messages blocked. 👋🏼 Bye, Felicia.

#fraxus #pro fraxus #fairy tail #fairy tail text #i hate tagging 'anti' shit to do with FT this much 🙄 #anti miraxus #anti laxana #answered

[homofairies]

idk, there’s just something quite heteronormatively disturbing about the fact that people are more willing to accept a pedophilic character (mest/doranbolt) – whose tendencies have indeed quite clearly been shown in canon – as being such, yet refuse to credit freed or cana as non-heterosexual, despite being depicted as queer in numerous panels... what, just because mest’s straight?

#anti dorendy #fraxus #pro fraxus #anti mirafreed #anti laxana #anti baccana #homofairies

[eryiss]

“What? Does that feel good?” or “Like what you see?” something less specific

Prompt: ‘Like what you see?’ Prompt List here

Pairing: Fraxus.

Rating: Explicit N S F W

Read it elsewhere: AO3, Fanfiction

"You Like What You See?"

"Like what you see, huh?" Laxus grinned.

The blonde had been doing his morning workout in the bedroom he shared with Freed. He was dressed in his regular workout attire, a tight black t-shirt and a pair of spandex shorts. Part way through a sit-up, he had noticed that Freed had placed his novel on their bedside table and was openly checking him. It had sent a chill down the blonde, and he knew he needed to act on it.

Running a hand through his damp hair, Laxus flexed his bicep and tensed his muscles. His strong form was highlighted by the tightness of his clothes, something he was clearly making the best of. Freed didn't seem to mind.

"Because if you do," Laxus continued, tone flirtatious. "Maybe you should get a closer look."

"If you insist," Freed said with a smirk.

He moved from where he lay, sitting at the edge of the bed where Laxus was working out. Dressed only in his boxers, the rune mage spread his legs wide. His cock filled his shorts excellently, and Laxus almost drooled at the bulge directly before him. Freed really knew how to make him horny, it was almost unfair. But Laxus wanted to be in control today.

The blonde stood up slowly, between Freed's stretched legs. He looked down at Freed with the sexiest smirk he could muster, his strong stature towering over Freed. He tensed his abs, and the sweat from his workout made his shirt constrict with his muscles. He saw Freed take a small breath.

"You ain't really getting the full experience, y'know," Laxus murmured deeply.

He grabbed Freed's hand before he could speak, and slowly brought it to his stomach. That was enough of a prompt Freed needed, and he was rubbing both hands against Laxus' musclebound physique without shame. He felt every ripple of strong, perfectly cultivated muscle run under his hand, kneading the strong body with lust in his eyes.

Laxus, of course, played up to the adoration Freed had for his build. He made sure to flex his body wherever Freed's hands cared to roam, maintaining his smirk and winking whenever their eyes made contact.

In moments like this, Freed felt Laxus truly embodied the title of Thunder God.

"You are…" Freed began, thinking for the right words. "Fucking delectable, Laxus. But I would rather do without this in the way."

Freed slowly stood up, running his hands from Laxus' stomach to his chest and taking the sweat covered shirt with him. The moment Freed had removed the shirt, Laxus wrapped an arm around Freed's waist and pushed their bodies together in a heated, slow kiss. He heard his shirt get dropped to the floor, and a moment later he had Freed's hands in his hair, tugging at it carefully as they leant further into each other.

With his unused hand, Laxus started to grope at Freed's torso. It was strong, well defined and practically orgasmic to the touch. He adored the man's body, adored what it could do to him, and he was going to make that known.

"You ready to get real up close and personal, babe?" He whispered when they pulled apart.

Laxus slowly lowered Freed down onto the bed again, kissing him as he did so. With Freed now flush against their bed covers, Laxus crawled atop him and kissed him harder. He could feel his cock straining in the shorts he wore but paid no mind to it. If Freed liked Laxus' body that much, he was going to find out just what the blonde could do with it.

Keeping himself up with one hand, he used the other to tease at Freed's body. He groped and kneaded his chest, before settling on pinching at his nipples. Freed let out a strangled moan, and Laxus grinned at the reaction.

Only Laxus got to see Freed undone like this, and he loved it.

He lowered himself down again, taking Freed's slightly reddened nipple between his teeth. He nibbled at it, sharp teeth toying with the man's sensitive chest. He made sure to look up at Freed whenever he could and was greeted with the beautiful sight of him trying to restrain his moans. He wasn't succeeding.

As he played with his lover, his hands snuck up Freed's strong legs and to his boxers. He grabbed the waistband and pulled them down, tossing them to the side and releasing Freed's straining dick to the coldness of the room. Freed hissed a little, and Laxus smirked.

Laxus moved himself off the bed, kneeling between Freed's legs again. The rune mage found himself paralysed.

With a quick movement, Freed found his dick enveloped by Laxus' mouth. The blonde had deepthroated him as if it were nothing, sliding his mouth up and down Freed's cock with ease and vigour. Freed went slack jaw at the sudden, amazing stimulation his dick was getting. When he looked down to see his lover's bobbing head, he could see that Laxus was still looking directly at him with mischief in his eyes. He was still smirking as well, watching as lust overtook Freed.

The rune mage let out a loud moan as Laxus started to probe his cock-slit with his tongue. He bucked his hips into Laxus' mouth, and the slight gagging sound drove the knight wild. It spurred on Laxus too, apparently, as his head bobbing became faster.

Fuck, this was too good.

To have this Adonis, a veritable god among men kneeling between his legs, sucking him off like a damn pro was euphoric. The fact Laxus could fuck him into the mattress, and had on many occasions, came to mind. He truly had found the perfect lover in Laxus, both rough and gentle when he needed to be, and that thought made the rune mage moan again.

He bucked his hips further into Laxus' mouth, and again a small gag could be heard.

That was the final straw.

His spunk shot from his cock and into Laxus' mouth, hot and intense. Pleasure overtook him and Freed moaned loudly as the orgasm rocked him. He thrust further and further into Laxus' warm mouth, and the feeling of Laxus swallowing his cum only added to the pleasure he was feeling.

As Freed caught his breath, Laxus removed his mouth form Freed's dick and crawled atop the sweating man. He could see Freed's eyes raking over his body yet again, still filled with lust and need. The blonde grinned at the reaction, because as good as it was to suck Freed off and see him become a moaning mess in their bed, it was nothing when compared to taking his ass. Something that Laxus was fully intending to do.

"You ready for more?" Laxus whispered, voice husky.

"You have to ask?" Freed replied, tone a little shaky.

Laxus didn't need to be told twice. He stood at the foot of the bed and quickly removed the shorts that were keeping his cock trapped. He took great pleasure as Freed raked his eyes over his now nude body and stood for a moment before joining Freed on the bed again.

He knew exactly how he wanted Freed. He grabbed the man's legs and placed them over his shoulders, revealing his tight ass for the taking. He wanted to see Freed as they fucked, watch his face as pleasure overtook him. Watch his strong body tighten and yearn for more. Watch this devil become overtaken by his needs and desires.

And it happened instantly.

Freed was overtaken by lust, looking up at his lover's strong body. He was made up of entirely rippling, flexing muscles. He features were sharp, contorted into a smirk that was so damn sexy. He looked fucking amazing.

Then he started to move. He pushed his dick inside Freed's asshole, filling him entirely. The rune mage moaned loudly as Laxus slowly, almost teasingly began to gyrate his hips. His muscles constricted and tightened as he moved, face clenching as the tightness of Freed's ass sent shivers of beautiful pleasure through his body. It was an amazing sight to see, and Freed did his best to drink it all in.

Laxus started to lower his body down, bringing their faces together and pushing Freed's flexibility to it's limit. The closer they got to each other, the faster Laxus' gyrations became. He was moaning, nearing relentlessness with his actions.

Laxus was kissing him a moment later, rough and impassioned.

He was now pushed entirely against him, trapping Freed's hard dick between their stomachs. The rune mage eyes clenched shut at the overwhelming sensation of his ass being fucked, his cock being rubbed against Laxus' washboard abs, and his mouth being trapped in an intense and relentless kiss. It was fucking euphoric.

Grinning into the kiss, Laxus slowed down his thrusts but doubled down on the power. He slammed his quivering dick into Freed's prostate with everything he had, moaning into the other mans mouth as the intense tightness drove him wild.

This was so good. So hot. So intense.

Freed came suddenly and ferociously, moaning loudly into the kiss as his dick erupted in cum again. He bucked his hips up without meaning to, his hot cum splattering over both men's chests and stomachs. His entire body tightened, and his eyes shot open as he quivered in ecstasy.

The sudden tightness of Freed's ass finally tipped Laxus over the edge.

He came hard, body rocked completely as his thrust became manic and fast again. His dick shot spurt after spurt of jizz into Freed's hole, some of which started to leak onto their sheets as Laxus rode the high of his orgasm. His jaw was open in a silent moan as he watched his lover come undone in his own orgasm below him. It was so good, so fucking hot.

A moment later, they were panting to catch their breaths. Laxus carefully removed Freed's legs from his shoulders and collapsed on his lover, bringing him into a somewhat sloppy kiss. He was lying directly atop Freed, not caring for the mess their cum had made.

"You're aware that I won't be able to watch you working out without thinking of this from now on," Freed panted, chest heaving below Laxus. "That might be something of an issue for me."

"Why d'you think I did it," Laxus grinned. "Any time I wanna make your balls blue, just gotta do a few sit-ups."

"We'll aren't you devious," Freed chuckled.

"And with what I plan to do to you," Laxus continued, "You, babe, are fucked."

As Laxus started to kiss him again, hand already pumping Freed's half-hard dick, the rune made had to agreed. He was fucked; amazingly so.

#fraxus #freed justine #Laxus Dreyar #writing #fairy tail #fanfic #request

[midgetmeredith]

I don't see how Mashima wrote Laxus ships as jokes or debunked them that way (aside from maybe Miraxus). I also don't see how Fraxus is canon in any kind of way when it wasn't not treated in the same light. It was just wasn't treated at all. If anything, Fraxus is the only joke because Laxus is into women. It's getting tiring going through the Laxus tag with this 24+7. And this comes from someone who doesn't really ship Laxus with anybody, just likes him because of how goddamn badass he is.

( 1 ) I don’t even tag characters in any of my shipping-related posts for that exact reason, so unless you’re stalking ‘pro’ or ‘anti’ tags, then idk how you’ve managed to see and take offence to asks that weren’t for you.

( 2 ) You know bisexuals exist, right? I’ve even stated prior to my latest response that I view Laxus as bi and have actually gone as far as to evidence his physical attraction to both Cana and Lucy in another analysis a month or so ago. However, within the same set of posts, I also evidenced [some of] Fraxus’ array of canon moments, which the straight Laxus ships lack immensely. I’ve argued against the fandom’s blatant heteronormativity when stating that if either one were female then they’d be accepted without question, especially since Fraxus’ moments mirror some other couples, which I referenced again in my latest comparison to Elf/Green; which likewise did not get confirmed as canon, but are obvious and have plentiful proof in the manga. How you hell you can view Fraxus – who have the most shipping moments (i.e. development, attention and narrative as a pairing) and (clearly) panel-time/interaction out of all of Laxus’ ships, as well as confirmed romantic interest from one party – a “joke”, yet personally defend Lax/ana & La/Li, as if either of them are anything substantial, is the real laughable thing here.

( 3 ) Dude, I literally never said that Fraxus was canon… Like, I actually said the opposite – that was kind of the point of the post.

( 4 ) Since you evidently have trouble comprehending a manga for young teens – yet ironically behave like one by sending someone anonymous hate, merely ‘cause you’re pissed at them insinuating your fictional fave is not entirely heterosexual and happens to have the most moments with someone he indisputably cherishes, who also happens to view him romantically – I don’t really know how I’m supposed to argue this pretty self-explanatory page:

Like I said, Mashima wrote a little Fourth Wall breaking joke during this chapter by directly addressing three of the most well-known crack-pairings that feature Laxus. He pretty clearly debunked them by reducing them to “rumours”, with this acting as an ambiguous jest since it’s externally in reference the fandom; with “rumours” equating to the large existence/presence of these ships outside of the story and the arguments of them being a thing (which he has proved before to be aware of). I mean, Lucy literally saying: “Nope. Nope! Nope!!”, when discussing the two potentially being a romantic pair just adds insult to injury and provides further clarification [to Mir/axus in particular]. My point here was that Fraxus could have also been addressed, passed off and ridiculed as a rumour, if that which was mentioned were simply Laxus ships, but they weren’t – it seems they were only the ships that he viewed as crack/“rumours” external to the manga; i.e. those that severely lacked in canon moments or were otherwise missing confirmed romantic affection, which so happen to be the ones that exclusively feature him with girls.

[To] expose the falseness or hollowness of (an idea or belief).

[To] prove that (something) is false.

( 5 ) Btw, being gay or bi doesn’t make him or anyone any less “badass”.

#why am i being made out to be some rabid pro fraxus/anti miraxus fangirl when the only time i talk about them is in response to asks? 🙄 #fraxus #pro fraxus #anti miraxus #anti laxana #anti lali #fairy tail #fairy tail text #answered

[midgetmeredith]

but honestly I like how he handled these random pairings and wrote them off :'D It's like he purposefully listed the girls that are still open for a romantic relationship which coincidentally have two girls in it that are shipped with laxus a lot (mira and cana) and played at the wild laxus shipping while he left fraxus untouched and with all the moments they have hehe

Yeah, considering that he made a joke out of the popular Laxus ships, it makes you wonder why he didn’t mention Freed/Fraxus in that same light…? ☕️ I mean, especially with the fandom and sometimes the anime passing them off as a joke, Mashima made the conscious choice of not portraying them in the same mocking tone as the other pairings. Like I said in my last post, he straight up broke the Fourth Wall and poked tease at crack-shipping! 😜 Fraxus has plenty of moments, like you said, and they received just as open an ending as Elf/Green (since Lucy directly addressed them but said nothing has happened yet) or any of the Saber ships… I guess I’m kind of smug about him leaving them untouched along with some of the other obvious pairs. 😅

#fraxus #pro fraxus #anti miraxus #i guess i should tag the others again maybe? #anti laxana #anti lali #answered #fairy tail #fairy tail text

[midgetmeredith]

Preach. I honestly enjoy reading your posts&the way you deal with things. You always stay respectful despite some pretty exasperating/rude anons&are objective as well in your analysises trying to cover every aspect realistically. Like?? I agree with the entire Fraxus debate and like it's not even because it's my OTP. Sure, everyone is a little biased with their OTP, but?? Speaking with the facts?? They !do! have the most emphasized bond and Mashima !did! write the three m/w ships off as rumors.

Omg, thank you so much! Honestly, getting asks like this and seeing supportive tags on reblogs of my responses or encouraging replies from even just a handful of people in the notes is enough to negate any anonymous hate. 🙌🏼 I always get so chuffed when people compliment my ‘debate’ posts and how I analyse too, so I love that you enjoy reading them and that you like how I write! 😁

Exactly, I agree – I know we’re bound to be a little partial towards the ships we love, but I don’t see how commenting on panels that are quite literally depicted and stated right in front of us is “biased” or misinterpreted. Like, if anything, it’s biased to argue against Mashima straight up labelling a pairing as a “rumour” and having Lucy repeatedly declare its falsity, then claim that it somehow wasn’t debunked, surely? 😅 I think it’s fair to say that people are quite (subconsciously) dismissive of even well developed same-sex pairs, so I guess the cherry-picking (unfortunately) can be understood/is to be expected. But thanks again for taking the time to drop a sweet message! ✌🏼

#answered #fairy tail #pro fraxus #anti miraxus