#you can see a port from our house and evergreen ships go by all the time

[allisas]

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THE SIMS 4 - ECO LIFESTYLE

TAKE SUSTAINABILITY TO THE NEXT LEVEL IN THE SIMS 4 ECO LIFESTYLE

Power up with renewable energy, vote to change, and go green.

Nestled up against a quarry by the water, Evergreen Harbor has a long history of natural beauty marred by pollution. Over the years, it has become… well, not so green at all. Smog and dirty air cloud the skies, junk has accumulated in empty lots, and trash litters the docks of the harbor—it’s maybe not the best fishing environment. But in The Sims™ 4 Eco Lifestyle Expansion Pack*, it’s up to your Sims to return it to its former glory! (Or they can just party it up in filthy style. We won’t judge!)

Move It, Move It

Sims arriving in Evergreen Harbor have their choice of three different neighborhoods. The community of Grims Quarry is best off, environmentally speaking, though grimy and cluttered with waste. Still, its clean air accentuates its appeal when compared to the middling Conifer Station and rundown Port Promise. Once Sims start making an effort, though, each of these neighborhoods transforms. Go all-in on the industrial-chic aesthetic by turning an old shipping container lot into your new home in Port Promise, or take a leisurely stroll atop of the old train station’s parkway in Conifer Station when Evergreen Harbor finally lives up to its name.

Sims also reap the rewards of living either the green or industrial lifestyle even beyond Evergreen Harbor. Check your impact in almost any neighborhood or world of your choosing—excluding Strangerville and Destination Worlds—or pause the eco-footprint effects from the game options menu. You decide where and when it matters to you.

Hit the Dump(ster)

Need a TV, a table, or even a mattress? Check the dumpster! A lot of the things you find in the trash aren’t junk at all. That first-generation TV is a nostalgic but functional throwback! Sure, the mattress might have a coffee stain and a tear or two, but you can fix it up—or just use it as-is. And that singed oven is perfectly fine after you wipe it down. There’s no reason to buy new when you can basically furnish your house without spending a single Simoleon. Just make sure the dumpster’s not already occupied by any other Sims getting frisky…. You’ve been warned.

Waste Not, Want Not!

So, your Sim just bought a new couch and needs to get rid of the old one. You can sell it, of course, but why not turn it into something new? With the Recycler, you can break that old couch down into reusable components for your next invention. To get the rest of the materials, keep an eye out for Bits & Pieces while you’re scrounging around in the dumpster. Once you’ve collected enough, you can create your own items in the amazing new Fabricator!

You Have the Power

What power? The power of sustainable resources! Who do? You do! From wind turbines to solar panels, generate your own electricity at home. Whether you place them on your roof or in your yard, they offset your bills and take you off the grid—literally, they expand off-the-grid functionality. Sims might choose to gather their own water with a dew collector too. Who needs infrastructure now? Of course, you could always go for a traditional power generator if green energy isn’t your thing.

Work Hard, Play Hard

Explore two new careers in The Sims 4 Eco Lifestyle. As a Civil Designer, it’s your job to fix this town up—with help, of course. Once you get your Eco Inventions up and running, your neighbors are sure to take notice. On the other hand, if you’re more of a creative soul, why not turn a profit on the stuff you’re making? Perhaps you’re a Fizzy Juicer, a furniture maker, or a candlemaker. Once you’ve gathered your resources, like ingredients or repurposed dyes, you can get to work and fill orders through the computer as a Freelance Crafter! You can also sell your goods with an Entrepreneur's Table at the Community Space on your own time

Come Together

Every week, you and your neighbors can vote on a Neighborhood Action Plan like funding Green Initiatives, supporting Self-Sufficiency, or encouraging Free Love. You can also designate a purpose for the Community Space. Transform it into a shared garden, a maker space, or a marketplace for everyone to enjoy. You get to build it in nearly any world in The Sims 4! Bring Sims together around vertical gardens and hydroponic planters in Brindleton Bay; learn from other craftspeople in the workshop of Willow Creek; or sell your goods and peruse other offerings at the market in Evergreen Harbor. It’s up to you—and your neighbors. Don’t forget to convince them to vote your way!

Bug Out

Bees aren’t the queen bees in The Sims 4 anymore (though they do produce wax!). The new Insect Farm introduces a plethora of bugs. While toddlers and children can play with grubs and crickets, bombardier beetles provide biofuel for the power generator. Or, if you’re feeling adventurous, treat your Sims to a healthy, crunchy, protein-filled meal. Just don’t let them smile at anyone afterward or they might see beetle legs stuck in their teeth. Gross.

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Preorder The Sims 4 Eco Lifestyle Expansion Pack today for Mac, PC, and Xbox One! You can start building your sustainable future on June 5, 2020, on those platforms and PlayStation®4, too!

Start thinking about your new eco projects with your fellow players on The Sims Forums; catch up with us on Twitter, Instagram, and TikTok; like us on Facebook; and subscribe to our YouTube channel. You can also sign up for The Sims 4 newsletter to get all the news as soon as it’s announced.

*Requires The Sims 4 game (sold separately) and all game updates to play. For PC/Mac, see minimum system requirements for this pack.

#the sims 4 #sims 4 news #sims 4 eco lifestyle

[kewltie]

As the sun starts to set, the procession stops at an inn just outside of Shinwei for the night.  Earlier, Captain Kirishima had went ahead of them and cleared out any other guests staying at the inn. He had the proprietors closed it down to only to members of the procession and had set up a secured perimeter around the area. While the inn is not small by any means, housing twenty rooms that span across three floors, it still couldn’t fit the entire procession of the Furie’s entourage so most of the Kurenai’s Royal Guards were forced to camp outside.

That leaves a few highly trained guards, a slew of servants, and then there is Izuku and the Furie himself. Every one of them bleeds for Kurenai, but Izuku is the only full-blooded Ashein among them. He has been the only Ashein on this leg of the trip since the moment he had stepped off the ship and on to this brutal and unforgiving continent.

The night before they had landed on Kurenai, his nursemaid Phima had begged, “You must survive, my prince, and come back to us one day.”

Choked up with tears and longing, Izuku couldn’t offer any consoling words to her then, except for a simple nod and a forceful hug, but they both already knew then that he would never step a foot back on his homeland. This will be the last time they’ll ever see each other again.

Even if his future lies in Kurenai now, his heart will be forever with his mother and father and siblings in evergreen Ashein. They may place the crown of Kurenai on him and its soil beneath him, but he will live as an Ashein until his body is finally lay to rest.

Phima and the rest of Izuku’s escorts had traveled with him across the Seven Seas but as soon as they had anchored on the shore of one of Kurenai’s biggest ports, they had dropped Izuku off with the Captain of the Royal Guards, Kirishima Eijirou. They’d soon departed back to Ashein after that, carrying with them the message to Izuku’s father that they had delivered their prince safely to the home fortress of their enemies.

They left Izuku with nothing but several trunks full of his personal belonging and hope in his chest that he alone can change the resentment in these people’s heart and sway the Furie’s affection toward him. Izuku is truly alone now. Alone in a foreign land, among his former enemies, and steeped in a culture and language so different from his own. It’s a heavy burden to carry.

He cannot show any sign of weakness. Peace is no absolute guarantee for complicity. Their hard won peace is flimsy at best and held together by the thin thread of marriage. Izuku must not forget it.

Dinner that night is a quiet affair for them. Upon Izuku’s request, they eat out in the inn's foyer. All the tables are occupied, but the only one eating is Izuku and the Furie. He tries not to let it unnerved him, but Royal Guards and several servants are seated among the other tables and though there are low conversations stirring, it’s mostly just Izuku and the Furie who takes center stage once more.

The food is spicy and colorful. The flavor swings from one extreme to another. Too salty, too sweet, and a little too much, kind of like the Kurenai themselves; a place of extreme—extreme landscapes, extreme weathers, and extreme people. This is after all the country where they once said the royal lines flow the blood of ancient dragons.

Whether or not that’s true, Izuku will find out soon enough.

He quietly eats his dinner even though they took a while to get used to, especially when nearly everything on the table is unrecognizable to him. The Furie sat across from him and dutifully eats his meal in silence as though it was an everyday occurrence to him to dine with his future husband and Izuku does his best to imitate his cool indifference. But it’s not easy when the head of a fish sank in a spicy curry throws Izuku’s off for a second and he’s so distracted by its large lifeless eyes staring back at him that he doesn’t notice someone is approaching him from behind.

Arms shoot out, a yell rang in the air, a scramble of bodies and the next thing Izuku knows a bowl of boiling liquid lands right in Izuku’s lap. It spills over his thigh, soaking through the fabric of his robes and it even got his right arm and all the way down to his hand.

Izuku screams, the scalding hot liquid burns at exposed his skin and his right side hurt so badly like a thousand stinging nettles. 

He hears a vitriol of Kure thrown at him and he turns around with shaky legs to see a young girl struggling against a guard’s hold, face twisted with pure hatred as she glares at him. It was the same serving girl from the inn who’d brought food to them earlier, she had even offered him reassuring a smile at his confusion of some of dishes arriving at his table.

Now she looks upon with so much revulsion that Izuku could feel it emanating from her. He doesn’t understand it, but he knows whatever words she’s saying is not kind.

“Your Highness!” one of his attendants shouts in horror, rising up in from his seat at a nearby table. He and several others rush over to Izuku to tend to his injuries. “Are you alright?!”

They spoke over each other in a flurry of Kure that Izuku can barely catch, dropping A’she from their tongue completely. Someone places a cold towel over his hand to cool the burnt and another wipes off the soup residue on the skirt of his robe. Many hands carefully tend to him, but Izuku doesn’t even pay any attention to it.

His eyes and ears are train on his soon to be husband as Katsuki yells something over the girl’s cry and more guards quickly rise up. They rush over to her and grab her by the arm, pushing her to the floor in a loud thump

“I’m fine,” Izuku insists, distractedly as two of the guards unsheathed their sword on her. “I’m fine,” he says louder, brushing his attendants’ intrusive hands off of him.

The attendants look at each other and then quickly back away from him. Izuku sighs in relief even as his right side still sting and his body hurts all over, but he can’t drop his guard here. No weakness. No chinks in his armor.

He squares his shoulder and holds his head high as he walks around the table and approaches the Furie, whose scowl has deepens.

“Your Holiness,” he says, drawing Katsuki’s attention to him.

Though he offers no comforting words, Katsuki looks back at him, eyes scrutinizing every inch of his body. He zeroes in immediately on the way Izuku held his right arm, at an awkward angle and the redness that had risen on his hand.

With his uninjured left hand, he reaches out toward Katsuki. “What was she saying earlier to me? It was too fast for me to pick up,” Izuku mumbles, tugging on his sleeve. “I want to know. Please.”

Katsuki hesitates for a moment, so brief that if Izuku wasn’t watching him closely he wouldn’t have caught it right away. “Give me back my family,” he translates, voice even and distant, “you murderer.’”

Izuku shuts his eyes for a second, heart quivering in place.

There is no such thing as a bloodless war.  How could Izuku forget that just because his side had lost so many people, it didn’t mean the Kurenai hasn’t lost as much as them. “That was not all she said,” Izuku states, his hands trembling at his side. “Tell me everything. Do not shelter me from the truth.”

Katsuki’s eyes simmer against the lights of the inn.  “The only good Ashein is a dead one,” he tells Izuku coolly. “We won’t accept an Ashein cur on our throne. Nobody wants you here, go back to your homeland or we’ll ship you back in a box. ”

Izuku’s breath hitches. Her hate is palpable. He didn’t need have the words translated to know, but Izuku has always been a masochist anyway. “I see,” he breathes, “but you can let her go now as I’m quite fine now.”

“It’s treasonous,” Katsuki says with narrowed eyes, “you are to be my Fyre and I will not have some idle threats looming over our marriage.” He turns toward his guards and throws a few Kure words out toward them. Most of them are unfamiliar to him, but Izuku’s ears managed pick up the word jail and he steps forward once more.

“Wait, let her go, Your Holiness,” Izuku pleads. “I do not want her to be hurt or locked away.” 

“Just because you show her a drop of kindness doesn’t mean she’ll forgive you for being an Ashein,” Katsuki points out ruthlessly, neither mincing words or gentle with Izuku.

Izuku holds back a wince. “I do not need her forgiveness,” he insists, standing his ground. “She’s still young, and that’s enough.”

“That shouldn’t excuse her behavior,” Katsuki says sharply, red eyes pinning Izuku like he’s butterfly caught under him. “She could jeopardize the entire treaty if anything were to happen to you.”

“Don’t worry, Your Holiness,” Izuku says, voice rising with a confidence that he doesn’t quite feel. “I will not be so easily killed.” 

Katsuki clicks his tongue in annoyance, but he shakes his head ruefully and sighs. “Fine,” he barks, and sends a quick order in Kure to release the girl.

As soon as they let her go, she scrambles away from them and eyes still drawn daggers at Izuku even though it was Izuku who had set her free. “Ashein’s dog,” she spits out in clumsy A’she at him. “Won’t forget this.”

Izuku bites down on lips as he watches her storm out. He doesn’t regret his action, but it hurts anyway. Hurt in a different way than the physical pain she had inflicted on him. The peace may have been needed on both sides, but Izuku is not what the Kurenai wanted at all. He is an extra stipulation that they have to endure. The price they pay for amity.

A hand abruptly grabs him and pulls him toward a hard chest. Izuku’s eyes widen in surprise as he meets the fierce gaze of his future husband, his hands forcibly wrapped around Izuku’s injured one.

“You fool,” Katsuki hisses venomously, his words are callous but the grip that held Izuku’s right hand is ever gentle. His fingers run over Izuku’s sensitive skin in measured slowness as though soothing away the heat simmering under it.  “You absolute stupid fool! This will come back and bite you in the ass later.”

“But you will be there with me, won’t you, Your Holiness?” Izuku says, a smile tugging softly at the corner of his lips.

Katsuki’s eyes narrow and he doesn’t offer an answer to Izuku’s question, but it isn’t a rebuke either.

Izuku’s smile widens. It’s his first smile since he had arrived on this foreign land and with a feverish hope in his heart, this might not last smile either. 

Right now, Izuku is an outsider in their midst but he’s to be wed to their Furie come the next full moon.  Even if they never accept or come to love him, but for the peace that so many people had died for, Izuku won’t back down. He must survive and maybe, just maybe, he could also win the heart of this unforgiving man.

#fic snippet #bakudeku #fic: incandescent nights

[eryiss]

Fraxus Week Day 7: Post War

Summary: The war is over and Laxus is back in Magnolia. But his husband hasn't yet returned and Laxus finds himself feeling more and more nervous. And then, as the afternoon begins, a train arrives.

This is the my seventh admission for Fraxus week 2018, hosted by @fuckyeahfraxus as always. You can read it on Archive Of Our Own, FanFiction or under the cut. I hope you enjoy. ^.^

Solace in Your Arms

The contrast of what Magnolia had once been compared to what it was at that moment was staggering. Where once proud buildings had been standing, piles of rubble now took their place. Streets that once held busy marketplaces now were silent and empty. A town that had been known for its lively atmosphere and welcoming ways now stood nearly silent, entirely changed from what it once was. When Laxus looked around, he found it hard to believe that it was the same town he lived in; that it was his home.

Nobody had expected the war. A country an ocean away from Fiore had been overrun by militant-like dark guilds without anybody realising. As the country was small and relatively docile, the new leader's lust for power wasn't fulfilled. They had turned to Fiore to fix this, sending armies to the other country's coast in the hopes that they could take it over.

Initially, the Rune-Knights had been taken unaware. The dark guild had more troops and more power than anyone could have predicted, and their attacks on Fiore had been devastating for those effected. When the severity of the war was realised, the magic council realised that the fight could not be won without the help of every guild's combined strength. All capable mages and fighters joined the fight in some capacity. The weaker and less experienced were positioned as guards in small towns, acting as a secondary line of defence. Anyone with healing magic were placed in hospitals near the battlegrounds, speeding up the recovery of troops so they could fight again. And the strongest mages, such as Laxus Dreyar, were forced to fight on the front lines.

The war changed Fiore. It was undeniable. Coastal towns had been affected the most, with mass evacuations occurring, houses being turned into makeshift hospitals and structures falling every day. But nowhere had been safe from the war, and Magnolia was a testament to this.

But the war was won. Fiore was filled with mages and willing fighters that had, after months of vicious fighting and battles, overwhelmed the dark guild. They had been pushed back into their own country, and the new leaders were now being dealt with there as well. It had been a hard fight, and no part of Fiore would be the same from that point onwards, but the war was over with Fiore as the victors.

It was over.

After the declaration of victory, mages were permitted to return home from their posts. Nobody had any control over where they had been stationed. Laxus had been taken to a small but significant port town that had been under almost constant attack. He'd both defended ships taking in rations for the country and fought against invaders who saw it as an easy way onto the mainlands. He had fought along side mages from almost all guilds, as well as the army, but with no members of Fairy Tail. Without his husband.

News of his husband had been limited to say the least; any questions he had were met with demands to keep his mind on the battle. He only knew that Freed was stationed in another coastal town on the other side of the damn country because Gray, who was placed in a traveling group that had been in the same town as Freed, had been able to tell him in the week that he was assisting against an all-out barrage on the town Laxus was protecting. Even though it had been the smallest amount of information, Laxus had nearly broken down at the knowledge his husband had been safe and healthy.

But that was over now. He was back in Magnolia again and didn't have to worry about people getting hurt in battle. Or, perhaps worse could have happened…

He shook his head slightly, he didn't need to think like that. Earlier in the day, almost immediately after getting off the train, his grandfather had pounced on him and enveloped him in a hug. It was perhaps unexpected, as was the crying that accompanied it, but damn was it welcomed. Makarov had informed him that he would be staying at the train station all day and that every Fairy Tail member, including Laxus, would be instructed to go to the cathedral as the guild-hall had been destroyed in an aerial attack.

The blonde had offered to stay by his grandfather's side, but Makarov had denied this. He claimed that it wasn't needed, but Laxus guessed he was hardly keeping it together and having the blonde by his side wouldn't exactly help matters.

He had bene one of the first to get to the cathedral as the town he'd been positioned in wasn't too far away from Magnolia. He'd spoken to the few mages that were already there, nothing more than pleasantries to distract him. Slowly, more and more people began to gather around the cathedral. The reunions Laxus saw were filled with emotions, a mixture of relief for the safety of loved ones and ecstasy that their troubles seemed to be over. It seemed that the cathedral was the meeting point for everyone, as not only mages were involved in the emotional meetings.

Time went by and the emotions turned more festive. The crowd thickened, and some people began to play music. Members of the cathedral began to serve food as well, an intoxicating stew that invaded Laxus' nostrils every time he was nearby. It never tempted him, he was distracted by the ball of nausea and worry in his stomach.

He'd been around the cathedral for more than an hour at that point. Freed had yet to be seen.

It was hard not to panic. He'd tried not to worry, telling himself anything to calm his nerves. Maybe Freed was already there, he just hadn't been able to see him through the thick crowd of people. He convinced himself that nothing bad had happened to Freed, if his husband had been hurt then he would have been the first to know! There were procedures to inform the families of troops if something happened to them; Laxus was Freed's family. Even with this in mind, he was scared.

Again, he shook his head. The more he worried about this, the worse his fears would get. Instead, he would distract himself by walking around. He had almost been sure he'd caught a glance of Evergreen earlier in the hour, and he wanted to be sure she was okay. That would be one less worry at least.

If any of his team, or his guild, didn't return he didn't know how he'd react…

Silently scolding himself for thinking in that way, he slowly walked from where he was and around the crowd. He walked past groups of people, some happy while others wracked with nerves for the same reasons he was. When he caught sight of a young mage holding a small piece of paper crying and being comforted by a group of people, he made sure not to look any longer. The person probably didn't want someone leaning over them at such a troubling time.

It took some time, but he eventually found Evergreen around the side of the cathedral. When he saw her, she was wrapped tightly in Elfman's arms with the other two Strauss siblings nearby. The fact she was seemingly safe and healthy, along with the Strauss', gave him a sense of comfort. Soon, he and Freed would be like Ever and Elf, he just needed to be patient.

Although he knew the distraction would do him good, he decided not to approach his teammate. If Laxus was correct, the two would have had no interactions with each other for months. This was their moment, they didn't need Laxus getting in the way of it.

"Sickening, ain't it?"

Laxus' head shot around at the recognisable voice. He was met with the grinning face only Bickslow could pull off. He had a small amount of dried blood on his face, a deep purple bruise on his neck and was resting on crutches with one leg raised in a cast. Despite his clearly injured state, he seemed in high and jovial spirits, as expected of the man. Laxus felt a lump rise in his throat.

"We were on the train together." Bickslow continued with a grin. "Three hours with her. She hardly stopped talking about him, nearly jumped off the tracks with how much-"

The soul mage was cut off when he was taken into a hug that nearly knocked him off his good leg, making him use the crutches for balance. When stable, he moved his arm around Laxus and patted him on the back. The hug was strong, bone crushingly so, and had a lot of emotion behind it. That, combined with the fact Freed was nowhere to be found, told Bickslow everything he needed to know about what Laxus was going through.

"He not back yet, huh?" He asked, voice a little more comforting.

Laxus shook his head softly, not trusting his voice enough not to crack. He doubted Bickslow would have judged him on it if he did, but he still didn't want to let it happen.

"I know it ain't helpful to say, but I'm sure he's fine." Bickslow smiled softly, pulling away and patting Laxus on the shoulder. "He's a smart and strong guy, right? He would have made sure to keep himself safe."

"Yeah, I know." Laxus sighed. "It's just… the longer it takes, the worse it feels."

"I get that." Bickslow said, shuffling so he was properly leaning on his crutches. "Don't suppose you know where he was?"

"In the west somewhere. Least, that's what Gray told me when I saw him."

"Then you shouldn't worry. We were dismissed in the morning, right? Getting here from the west coast takes like five hours, right. It's twelve right now and all the trains are full." Bickslow smiled. "He's probably on the way here now. Don't worry."

With a sigh, Laxus knew he was right. The west coast was a long while away, even by train, and the trains would have been completely full of mages. Freed wouldn't be able to teleport back, the distance would have drained his magic while at full capacity, never mind how little he would have at the end of the damn war. He just needed to be patient and wait for Freed to come back on whatever train he had gotten into. His husband was too skilled to die in the war, he was just running later than Laxus had expected.

Clenching his eyes as if scolding himself, he nodded again. Casting another look at Bickslow he was glad to see he had no bandage wrapped around him other than on his leg. The blonde suspected that he wouldn't have helped any injuries on his torso with the hug he had forced on the man.

"What the hell happened to you?" He asked, forcing a small smile. "Most people healed up a little by now. You didn't jump off the train to get away from Ever, did ya?"

"Nah. I was in one of the last fights, happened two days ago actually. Some crafty shits jumped me and got me like this." He chuckled. "Beat them to hell, of course, but when it's five on one you ain't gonna get out without a few cuts and bruises."

"Guess so. Glad you're okay." Laxus smiled weakly. "You didn't have a healer with you to fix the leg?"

"We did, just didn't need it. Last fight was vicious, so were the injuries." Bickslow sighed a little. "We only had two qualified healers, the others were just trained on the job. Place was overrun. I'm more used to injuries because of the S-Class missions I go on, so I thought I could probably deal with it without putting more strain on them. Plus, guaranteed seat on the train."

Laxus chuckled a little, glad that Bickslow was able to be in high spirits. It was rubbing off on him slightly, and he did feel a sense of relief in that both Evergreen and Bickslow were safe and home. If nothing else, he had the two of them and his grandfather with him.

The two men walked towards a small bench and sat down so that Bickslow could take the pressure off his leg. They spoke for a little while, during which they had both explained how their time in service had been and watched as Evergreen and Elfman enjoyed each other's company a short while away. Laxus could hardly blame them, he knew that he would act in the same way the moment he saw Freed. Besides, knowing that Evergreen was back and exactly the same as she had been before was all that Laxus needed.

Part way though a conversation in which Bickslow was telling a story about a Lamia Scale mage he'd bonded with, Laxus' ears perked up slightly. The sound of a high-pitched train whistle could be heard over the sound of talking and, when he looked towards the station, he could see a long trail of steam in the air.

"You okay?" Bickslow asked when he noticed Laxus not paying attention.

"Sorry, heard the train and thought…" He stopped himself. "Sorry."

"Don't be. You're worried, it's fine." Bickslow grinned in a way he hoped Laxus was comforted by. He quickly glanced up to a large clock, seeing it was twenty minutes past twelve. "Doesn't the west-to-east train come in about now?"

Laxus looked up towards the clock at the statement. The Raijinshuu often needed to get on that train and it always managed to arrive at twenty past the hour, every two hours. Laxus also knew that the west-to-east train was what Freed would need to get to arrive in Magnolia from any part of west Fiore. Meaning that, if Freed had gotten on one of the earlier trains as Laxus hoped he would, then there was a chance he would have been on that very train. He looked towards Bickslow immediately.

"You don't mind-"

"Go." Bickslow immediately ordered. "I'll tell Ever you were here if she can peel herself off the hunk."

"Thanks." Laxus smiled, patting a hand on Bickslow's shoulder. He stood up and went to go, but Bickslow grabbed him and looked at him with the smallest amount of worry in his eyes. Laxus frowned.

"Just make sure you don't panic if he's not there, baby." Bickslow said slowly. "If he's not, it doesn't mean he ain't coming at all. They'll be coming all day, okay?"

With a curt nod, Laxus sent a small smile towards his friend. He started to walk towards the train station but didn't feel satisfied by the speed. Even running wouldn't be fast enough, so he enveloped himself in lightning and allowed his body to become the element he could control; he was exhausted, and his magic was depleted, but he knew he had enough to get to the train station. He wanted to make sure that he was on the platform the moment Freed got from the train, he wouldn't let a little tiredness stop that from happening.

He diminished his lightning the moment he was near the train station. Before stepping in, he had to pause and collect his thoughts. Bickslow was right, he couldn't assume Freed was on one of the earliest trains of the day. If his husband didn't leave the train, it just meant he was going to be on the next one.

Focusing on that, he walked though the small train station and towards the platform. The train was slowly pulling in and, from where Laxus was standing, he could see it was entirely full. He could also see Makarov get up from the bench he was sitting on, perhaps meaning that there were at least some Fairy Tail mages waiting on the fully packed vehicle. He felt the ball of nausea form in his stomach again.

The time it took for the train to stop and the doors to open was excruciating. Laxus had to dig his fingernails into his hands as the doors were slung open and the crowds were slowly flowing out of them.

Everything was a haze of faces and clothing as people left the train. Although his sight seemed to blur slightly as the nausea took over, Laxus could see that some of the mages from the train were told to go to the cathedral by Makarov in the same way that he had earlier in the day. None of them were Freed, so he didn't particularly care.

"Come on Freed." He whispered to himself, foot nervously tapping against the floor. "Just fucking be here."

He began to grind his teeth in worry. He knew he had told himself that it didn't matter if Freed didn't come from this particular train, but a sick sensation had filled his stomach and showed no sign of leaving. Even with all his reasoning, he couldn't drop the thought that the worst had happened, and he wasn't going to see his husband again. The very idea of that was devastating, and every second he would have to wait made it infinitely worse.

Breathing now slightly haggard, Laxus looked with desperation towards the doors which were still crowded. He felt himself lose faith and his sanity slip away slightly, a mixture of sadness and rage filling his soul as the nausea took over.

That's when he saw it.

A flash of dirty green hair leaving the train and entering the crowd. As it thinned, Laxus kept his eyes on the figure and saw as a red coat was revealed. As the crowd dispersed further and the figure walked through it, Laxus was presented with the most angelic, perfect sight he could ever hope to see. His husband, alive and well.

Laxus acted on instinct. He walked towards Freed as quickly as the area allowed him, occasionally having to push people out of the way. As he got closer, he saw that Freed had yet to realise he was there, but the blonde didn't care. Every step he took got him closer to Freed, closer to the confirmation that his husband was alive and right before him.

They were soon inches from each other, where Freed finally recognised him. There was a moment of silence between them as they looked each other up and down, both experiencing a chaotic flurry of emotions that no words could convey.

After what felt like an eternity of looking at each other, Laxus wrapped his arms around Freed with more strength that he knew he had. He burrowed his face in the crook of the mans shoulders, taking in every aspect of the man he loved. His touch, his smell, his beauty, his majesty. Everything. Freed was there, in his arms for the first time in months, and god damn did it feel better than anything he could ever feel.

Freed carefully wrapped one of his arms around Laxus while pressing a soft kiss against his cheek. He too then placed his head in the other mans shoulders. That was how they stood for some moments, all wordless emotions being spoken through the tight embrace.

"Thank fuck." Laxus whispered, removing his head and revealing his misty eyes. "I missed you so fucking much."

"I missed you too." Freed spoke in a gentle, almost fragile tone. "You're okay, aren't you?"

"Yeah. Fine." Laxus said, resting their forehead together. He wanted as much physical contact as he could get. "Are you?"

"As good as to be expected." Freed smiled slightly, leaning up and gently pressing their lips together. "I really did miss you. It was hell going through that without you."

At that, Laxus felt his eyes sting with tears. He shared the sentiment, waking up without his husband at such a time was comparable to hell. Not only did he not have the support of the man he loved more than anyone else, but every morning he was left with the burning doubt that something could have happened to Freed throughout the day and he would have been unable to help him. Every moment he had thought about Freed in those months of fighting, it felt as though acid had replaced his skin and was burning away at his flesh. The idea of Freed feeling the same way was only slightly less sickening than the worry he'd had for his safety.

With emotions that words still could yet describe, Laxus leant forward and took the mans lips with his own in a soft, chaste kiss that showed how much had had missed the other. Freed returned it with just as much desperation, holding Laxus close; both men had no intention of breaking apart now that they were together.

When they had pulled back for air, their foreheads were resting together, and eyes engrossed in each other. After being apart for so long, neither could quite believe that they were standing together again. For the first time since the war had begun, they felt safe and secure again. It was magical.

"How long were you waiting?" Freed asked softly.

"Couple of hours." Laxus admitted, kissing Freed softly again. "Spent most of it at the cathedral, think Gramps wants to make a celebration or something?"

"Were Bicks and Ever there?"

"Yeah. They're fine. Totally fine."

"Good." Freed whispered with a nod.

The loud sound of a whistle told the couple that the train had gone. The platform began to thin out, taking many mages towards the cathedral. From where Laxus stood, he could see that his grandfather was talking to Lucy and Laki, who had left the train together. He looked towards his grandson and sent him a soft smile, which the blonde reciprocated.

Slowly, they pulled apart. He would have much rather kept his husband close but knew that wasn't possible. All that mattered was that Freed was here and he was alive. After all they had been through, that was all the blonde could ask for. When they pulled away, Laxus looked at Freed properly. His clothes were dirty, hair unkept and arm resting in a sling. Laxus frowned, looking at Freed with worry.

"There's a numbing rune on it." Freed assured him, smiling softly. "It's practically settled already. Don't worry."

"You sure?" Laxus asked, Freed nodding "You weren't able to make numbing runes before, could you?"

"I've got a couple new tricks. Started to learn the healing aspects of rune magic, just in case." Freed explained quietly, placing his hand on Laxus' cheek. "Should we go? It's been quite some time since we all shared a drink, it would be nice to do it again."

"Yeah." Laxus smiled, a small laugh leaving his lips. "That'd be great."

The two slowly walked out of the train station, Laxus standing to the side of Freed so their hands could be intertwined. The lump in his throat had gone and he was feeling a sense of ecstasy that he couldn't explain. He had never felt so safe as he did with Freed beside him and knowing that he was still alive and standing mere inches from him as they went towards their team to drink, as they had done multiple times before the war had begun, felt like heaven.

Laxus couldn't bite back his smile. The war was one. He was back in magnolia. Freed was beside him and they were going to drink the night away with the rest of Fairy Tail. For the first time since the war's beginning, he was happy.

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