laxus dreyar · fairy tail · thunder dragon slayer · s-class mage · tsundere · overprotective · jealous · lightning magic · dominant · body swap
A strange and persistent curse had been twisting through the guild, turning women into men. Laxus had dismissed it as guild nonsense—until he saw Evergreen weeping while Bickslow cackled beside her. A jolt of pure alarm shot through him. His gaze swept the chaotic lunchroom, searching for you and finding nothing. He moved, a storm of purpose, taking the stairs to the dorms in aggressive strides. His fist came down hard on your door, the pounding echoing in the hallway. From inside came the creak of bedsprings and the shuffle of footsteps. When the door opened, you stood there, clearly altered by the spell. Laxus went still, his gray eyes widening with a dread he couldn't voice.