#missing scarf au fanart

[shimmyshimster]

A long time ago I made my first post, which was a fanart for this AU I really liked(still like tbh) ((COOLSKELETON59)), looking back at it, I noticed the proportions were so.. stiff... So I remade it! Here's the old and the new one next to eachother:

This character is Parchment and the design belongs to @bonetrousled ! Go check them out!

(P.S: This is a month difference (November 7 - December 15), so I'm really proud in my improvement!)

#prch #parchment #parchment fanart #coolskeleton59 #missing scarf au #prch fanart #coolskeleton59 fanart #missing scarf au fanart

[seirindono]

The Missing Scarf VI - part 16 (END)

Sans: hi terrible, i’m sans

Paps: *unintelligible scream*

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And that’s a wrap, everybody (*´▽`*)

You know the drill, another chapter ends and it looks like leaving Blue and Mel together was a bad idea...? How bad could it be though? I'm already working on part VII (and VIII) so you'll just have to wait a bit to find out, haha.

Hm, there’s also another animatic in the works and Demon AU that I'd like to focus on more next month... So many things to do ack-

Anyway, thanks for reading and sticking with us, hehe. See ya

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#undertale #undertale comic #undertale au #undertale comic au #comic #au #sans #papyrus #mel #alphys #underswap #the missing scarf #swapfell #sans au #papyrus au #underswap sans #marvel multiverse #undertale fanart

[tv1xx]

I’ve been getting back to my ARC V phase and I miss my two babies 🪺 I’ve been shipping them way before they even dueled. This was like my No.1 OTP , my endgame.

Thank you so much @crismakesstuff for taking the time and drawing my babies!

Please take a moment and check out their account, their commissions are open!

#Yugioh #yugioh arc v #yugioh arc v fandom is still alive…. right guys ? #blackbirdshipping #shun kurosaki #crow hogan #guys look at my birbs #crow is wearing Shun’s red scarf btw #i miss yugioh arc v #save me otp … save me #look how much they love each other #did you guys know they got married at the end of arc v they told me themselves #art #not my art #guys this is just a reminder to commission your fav artist #this is like my 3rd time purchasing from cris #cris thank you so much for hearing me blab about my birbs despite not even watching yugioh ever #ygo arc v #arc v fanart #yugioh fanart #yugioh au #yugioh art #yugioh community #art commisions #not my art this is a comm i purchased #please go check cris out and consider buying their work :3 #again thank you so much cris i will purchase again from you in the future

[nabs-draws]

"Show me what you've got, Kinomiya!"

Recently I finished rewatching Beyblade and was remembered on how influential the show was on me. Not only personally but also artistically. I vividly remember how I ran home from school in order to watch Beyblade at 3'o Clock, not to miss a single episode. There was something about this show that just hooked me. The battles, the music. The characters. After G-Revolution I drew my own comics with the characters. Of their own battles, their own interpersonal struggles and it was my very first AU. (lets say I wasn't too happy with Dranzers Faith in G-Revolution and I wanted to draw a happier ending). It also brought me and the neighbourkids together , as they were obsessed with Beyblade as well and we replayed the episodes on the playground while we argued who will be Kai in the end. (we did the same with Digimon, especially with Digimon Frontier, but that's a story for another day.) In Winter I tried to wear my scarf like Kai and I looked ridiculous but personally I related to him the most as a kid. I still do as an adult. I burn for art in a similar way as Kai and Tyson burn for Beyblade. But like Kai, I'm also a person who does not speak much and is rather on the introverted and calmer side. I rather like my work to speak for myself rather than the words that come out of my mouth. (but if you speak about art around me, make sure I won't shut up about it )

Anyway. In order to show my love, I decided to draw this Fanart. I chose that very iconic place from episode one, where Kai and Tyson meet for the very first time. However, except of drawing all the other Kids, I decided to draw the Bladebreakerz. I tried to capture the anticipation before the battle, the tension, the excitment. Almost a similar feeling I have whenever I start a new artwork.

What was your favorite show while growing up? And if it's also Beyblade, who is your favorite character :)?

#illustration #digital art #art #artist on tumblr #digital painting #painting #fanart #anime #beyblade #takao kinomiya #kai hiwatari #tyson granger #rei kon #max mizuhara #bakuten shoot beyblade #2000 anime #nostalgia #childhood anime

[lozriftsintime]

Ok. I wasn’t going to start posting here until the end of the month, but since Mel made, and posted, fanart for my Ravio I felt he needed to be posted here. I’m slowly working on fanart for my other heroes and will post all that I have done at the end of the month, as well as some of the art I’ve had commissioned for them. But for now, onto Ravio info!

Name: Ravio Ravenloft Hyrule

Alias(es): N/A

Nickname(s): Ravi and Bunny (Mural), Merchant, Bunny Boy

Birthday: (I am currently working on a calendar system for this AU, so this will come later.)

Age When Introduced: 25

Pronouns: He/him

Height: 5′3

Source/Game(s): A Link Between Worlds and Hyrule Warriors

Sexuality: Bisexual, Demiromantic, and Polyamorous

Favorite Color(s): Ravio has a passion for reds, greens, and a certain shade of brown. Red reminds him of Link’s favorite tunic as well as the great fairies back in Lorule. Green is the color of Link’s under-tunic as well as the green, growing plant life all through Hyrule. Brown. Well. He’s rather fond of the color of Link’ eyes. They’re like warm chocolate.

Disliked Color(s): Ravio doesn’t have any colors he really dislikes per say. Though he’s less fond of the brown that typically indicates dying plants.

Skills: Ravio is very sensitive to sensing magic and is able to weave the magic he can sense into items to enchant them. He can enchant mundane things, like pots that won’t break, as well as more specific things, like clothes that up defense. 

He’s also pretty good when fighting with his various items, though he’d disagree. He’s quick on his feet and can shift items in an instant to better deal with the current situation.

Outfit Notes: Ravio’s outfit is a a compilation of different things. To help Link recover from the various losses in their life Ravio and Zelda helped them pick out things that would remind them of the people who meant the most to them. And Ravio decided to do the same thing with his own outfit. His sword is the blade that Link made for him as their wedding exchange. His earrings are copies of the earrings that both Zelda and Hilda wear (he wears the Hyrulian Triforce Earring on his left side, which is the side he typically has facing Link when they walk together. To keep Link’s sword arm free). His bag has a little pink bunny, for Link. He had boots made with Fairy Lilies on them for the Great Fairies in his time. And he embroidered the two different Triforces onto the ends of his scarf to mark his two homes.

The tunic itself is still the tunic he wore when he first met Link, but he had to make some...changes. He realized that the long tunic was a liability during fights. It kept tripping him up. And that just wasn’t safe. So he cut it shorter and cut slits in the side before hemming it properly. Then he put on pants. Just because Link likes to show off their legs doesn’t mean Ravio does. The black gloves are useful to prevent callouses, but they’re mostly to cover up the Triforce on his hand.

Other: Ravio is the bearer of the Triforce of Integrity, one of the three parts of Lorule’s Triforce.

After helping Link save both of their worlds (ok. He mostly rented and sold gear to Link. And gave them a bit of advice. And patched up their wounds. And cooked them food. You know. Nothing too important) Ravio did his best to help Hilda rebuild Lorule from the ruin it had fallen into. Eventually though, his sister realized that he was miserable in Lorule, mostly because he was missing Link something fierce. So she spoke with Zelda (via letters through one of the few remaining cracks) and worked with the great fairies to get another bracelet built for him with enough to get him there and sent him on his way.

Upon arriving back in Hyrule, Ravio was immediately welcomed by both Zelda and a completely shocked and overwhelmed Link, who hadn’t expected to see him again. He moved back in with Link and set his shop back up (with far more reasonable prices). After a time the two of them fell in love and, eventually, married.

Shortly after their honeymoon ended Link went through a strange rift that appeared outside their home, going off to start a new adventure. Ravio intended to wait there for them, but a day or so later a strange portal appeared inside their home, and he could feel it pulling him in. So he gathered up the gear that he knew how to use (the ones he once sold to Link) and made his way through.

On the other side he found himself involved in an all-out war that spanned across time. He did his best to help out, especially after meeting three other Links fully absorbed in the whole mess. After the war Lana was unable to send him home due to his magical signature not leading to anywhere she could find. So, for now, he’s stuck in that time. Waiting for her to figure something out.

Note-I have noticed that I accidentally drew his his sword on the wrong side. Ravio is left handed, so the sword should be coming up from behind his left shoulder, not his right.

#my au #my art #loz ravio #au ravio #character reference #info #character info #first real post #rifts in time #rit ravio

[ablotofink]

hello? What AU is this?

a ask blog? Seriously. Everytime someone starts one of these it goes bad, geuss I gotta if I wanna be here so…. Ask me anything!

[please note the above image is missing: silver hoodie round waist, and paint on scarf, and crayon]

//mod time

ok so basic info! this is joe! He’s a human with a very weird soul and lots to say

sections:

stats

looks

soul

sexuality and gender

fanart

powers

be appropriate hes 12 (physically hes 16)

(for clarification he’s been alive for 12.5 years and was created 3.5 years old so wa physically 16)

no NSFW and be nice! That’s all the rules! Enjoy!

tags:

(Underblog💙🧡💙💜💚💛❤️): old tag, disconnected

Otimelineblog: new tag, all posts

Oh and he’s also autistic

#Otimelineblog

[daandyli0n]

unfinished christmas fic summaries: part 1

well, i wasn’t able to finish the three christmas fics i had planned, so as a substitute until my writer’s block leaves, i’m just going to post the summaries of the fics for now

these are all fics for the Trampled Dandelions au, and they go over how some characters celebrated the minecraft christmas equivalent: Life’s Winter Blessing, aka Winter’s Blessing.

the first fic i will be summarizing is titled

“i’ll be home for christmas”

(warnings: mentioned suicide, grief, religious subjects and imagery, and just some general angst)

here we go:

-fic starts out with td!tubbo being woken up by td!ranboo. the pair exchanges gifts: tubbo giving ranboo a hand-made bracelet, ranboo giving tubbo some pink tulips

-tubbo is still not taking tommy’s “death” well, but he’s doing better

-tubbo gives some other people gifts: quackity gets an eyepatch, niki gets some new baking gear, fundy gets a yellow scarf, and jack got some gloves

-we get some...hints that td!beeduo have feels for each other

-tubbo and ranboo go to Church Prime to pray to Vivienne (goddess of life). tubbo simply tells her the usual stuff; thanks for my life, thanks for letting me and my loved ones live this long, etc. however, he sends an extra prayer to the goddess of death saying “please look after tommy and wil, wherever they are now.” 

-keep in mind, tommy’s not dead, but tubbo doesn’t know that

-tubbo and ranboo leave to go to tommy’s house (cause they know he left tubbo’s gift there), but not before ranboo notices an odd looking crow: bigger than normal, and with a skull shape on it’s chest. actually, that might be a raven... ranboo writes it off as simply being one of phil’s crows and follows behind tubbo soon after. hmm...i wonder what’s so special about that raven...

-tubbo and ranboo find tommy’s gift. there’s a letter attached, but tubbo doesn’t read it yet. upon opening it, tubbo finds a face mask (see this fanart as a reference) and goes quiet. he decides to read the letter

-tommy’s letter, to summarize, wishes tubbo a Merry Winter’s Blessing, says that tubbo is one of the best people he knows, that tommy has noticed that tubbo is a bit self conscious about his face scar, that he made the gift so that tubbo could hide his face if he wanted, and that the letter was only if he got exiled (because tommy was originally confident that he wouldn’t get exiled). tommy tells tubbo that he’ll miss him, and that if he didn’t get exiled then tubbo was to get rid of the letter

-tubbo starts to cry a little bit. yeah, that emotional wound got reopened...

-the fic ends with tubbo starting to wear the mask. the fic ends with saying that, while the gift might not look like a lot, it clearly means a lot to tubbo. and that’s good enough

-after all, it’s basically all tubbo really has left of tommy at this point...

and there’s the end of part one! the other parts will come later!

#p0psy storytime #< kinda #dsmp au #Trampled Dandelions au #td!tubbo #td!ranboo

[captain-calamaria]

I posted 4,865 times in 2022

That's 4,779 more posts than 2021!

84 posts created (2%)

4,781 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@twinanimatronics

@arlelt

@paper-lilypie

@catboymachiavelli

@spaciebabie

I tagged 4,676 of my posts in 2022

Only 4% of my posts had no tags

#sundrop - 1,930 posts

#fnaf security breach - 1,723 posts

#moondrop - 1,690 posts

#security breach - 1,174 posts

#fnaf dca - 736 posts

#reader - 704 posts

#my ray of sunshine - 431 posts

#video - 306 posts

#ocs - 239 posts

#fnaf eclipse - 173 posts

Longest Tag: 122 characters

#i never thought of myself as a big edgeworth fan i really didn't. and i think there's no game where he's as good as in aa1

I sent 1 gift in 2022

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Your honor, they’re gay

Bonus grump view:

55 notes - Posted September 7, 2022

#4

Dancing samurai ready for the day

72 notes - Posted February 16, 2022

#3

@saltyfinalboss

After fighting that outline four times, I got him done. I just loved how the colours looked and how pretty it is

The original can be found here!

Bonus night shot:

See the full post

80 notes - Posted July 15, 2022

#2

I finished him finally…

Based off of @oobbbear 's very very adorable Scarecrow Sun/Farm AU! He was too cute I had to try and make him

Design/Colors: @oobbbear / @shandzii (I used their pic for colors)

References, since I Frankenstein'd him:

Head: Sunrise

Shirt+Arms: Scare - Skintober day 25

Legs+Hands: Living Scarecrow

Scarf: Steampunk Scarecrow

146 notes - Posted June 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Serious question: is that fanart of Delphox or something I missed??

239 notes - Posted May 20, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #I was just curious about the posts #I have a favorite. Oops

[linipik]

Christmas morning at the Gryffindor common room

Not many second years with entire families back at home stay at Hogwarts for the holidays. But Lance knows his friend Pidge need all the support she can get while looking for her family.

Keith doesn’t have a home to go back anyway...at least he can stay at the castle

for @klancemonth2018

Hogwarts AU first | < BONUS 7 | part 5 .5  | part 6>

#klance #lance mcclain #keith kogane #voltron #klancemonth2018 #voltron legendary defender #klance scarf do not @ me #fanart #vldxhogwarts #hogwarts au #still lance gets all the presents from his family bc they all miss him so much #THEY ARE SMOL #think about thsis as one ficlet or something

[mikannieweek]

Day 1: nightmares / sleeptalk / dreams

Day 2: supernatural AU / school AU / choose your own AU

Day 3: training / sparring / fighting

Day 4: scarf / ring / scar / nape

Day 5: pining / established relationship / fluff / angst

Day 6: NSFW / cuddling / platonic ***

Day 7: canon divergence / role swap / canon’s missing scene(s)

Day 8: FREE DAY Mikannie Week 2021 runs from August 1st to the 8th, meaning you have two whole months to prepare your fics and fanart and whatever Mikannie goodness your heart desires! Mix and match (or completely skip) prompts as you please :) You can also collab with fellow writers and artists! Please share this around, check out our twitter, read the rules, and send an ask with any questions. - Mod Rinky :) *** SFW Day 6 prompts added by request!

#Mikannie Week #Mikannie #Annie Leonhardt #Mikasa Ackerman #SnK #Mikannie Week 2021 #2021 #prompts #prompts 2021 #updates

[bug-catcher-in-viridian-forest]

BBC SHERLOCK

I figured out people on mobile can’t see my pages and so cannot access my bbc sherlock meta, ergo a post.

META

 ► UMQRA

UMQRA = TORCH

UMQRA = TORCH - Just ONE (+ London Spy)

UMQRA = TORCH - See no more (+ Doctor Who)

What would it sound like if “UMQRA” was replaced with “TORCH”?

UMQRA = TORCH = LOVE, substitutions in the dialogue

UMQRA - Masterpost

UMQRA - Ciphers 1/2

UMQRA - Ciphers 2/2

 ► IOU

I O U = 2 + YOU

I O U = IT IS JOHN

I O U - Masterpost

 ► SHORTHAND

Does John Watson take shorthand notes? (+ ACD Canon)

The Foreman’s Shorthand - Masterpost

The Foreman’s Shorthand - Lines: 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, Above the 1st

Was the foreman already under threat in the “Shorthand scene”? Is the foreman a Sherlock fan?

Does “You or Me?” mean “John or James?”

YOU = JOHN and ME = MORIARTY in the dialogue

 ► NUMBERS

57 and 207 as 007

57even Moffat (+ Doctor Who)

57 as a reference to “The Man Who Was Wanted”

57 STARS + 1 JOHN  (+ Doctor Who, + London Spy)

From 57 to 1 (+ London Spy)

Operation 57 (+ Doctor Who)

A 57 in the licence plate

A 57 in a telephone number

57 and inverted 1895 in webpage

A 189- in the dialogue

11 is a pair of 1s

The Other One/Oswin/Osgood and replacing the Other One.

Up to 11

747

125 = ABE

The Other 1058 theory

44 = M

2,11 and 4

178H could be 1780 Herschel

Sonnet 14 and STARS (+ Doctor Who)

197 TPH = 1970, The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes

 ► RELIGIOUS REFERENCES

Jesus had a blogger called John

 ► ACD CANON REFERENCES

XXX as the sign of the three

 ► HIDDEN MEANINGS

Cupid, lions and Omnia Vincit Amor

The Blind Banker: hic sunt leones

Corporal Lyons’ Insignias of Love

The moon is a shark

Who’s who in the Solar System metaphor?

The Moon Lamp and the Sun decoration

Sherlock, his evil twin and the moon magnifying glass

The white bear problem

Hidden Williams in surnames

Hidden Will in The Great Game

WELL I AM = WILLIAM

MISS M(ary) E(lizabeth)?

MAID M(ary) E(lizabeth)

Shooting and missing

Does the violin miss MI?

Miss me? = Kiss me?

A cock ring

Metaphorical trash = Sherlock and John

Red Bird, Ginger Bread, Red Bride and Ruby Bread = Red Beard

Janine = M-Aggie?

Punch de la Lune

I, the Information Point

Cow = Character A and the A Frame

Human red signal

221 Bring It = 221B Ring It

Sherlock’s high on pot (lost link)

BBC LOCKED

What are you, Mikipedia?

Mycroft as a Weeping Angel

 ► EASTER EGGS

Give James Dancing Lessons

Easter eggs in John’s newspaper

Sharl-like pots in Magnussen’s office

Sherlock and John at falls in Doctor Who

YOU + TORCHWOOD easter eggs

 ► GENDER AND SEXUALITY

Sir William Gay

Rainbow letters in the trailer (lost link)

Bi The Way

John leaves a rainbow trail.

Bisexual pride scarf for Watson

Human bi flag

The Bi Ball

Alex & Ajay = A lesbian & A gay

 ► PREDICTIONS

Whodunit tricks, Janine’s reaction to marriage proposal and everyone’s reactions to the “Did you miss me?” video

Is Mary responsible for the “Did you miss me video?”

Lady in Red as The Evil Queen?

Is John is the treasure of the game?

Mary = The Other One - Masterpost

Has Sherlock got a sister called Elizabeth? Is she Mary?

“Miss Me?” as Sherlock’s sister theme

Is Mary responsible for the “Did you miss me video?”

Is Lady Smallwood the Other One’s mother? Or is she Mary’s mother? (lost link)

Did the Other One drown?

Is The Abominable Bride a lot about the Other One?

Mary as the Other One, s4 additions

Mary and the Black Pearl

MISS M(oriarty) E(lizabeth)?

 ► CHARACTERS

Now, Clara. Who’s Clara? (+ Doctor Who)

Sholto and Dimmock as a mirror for John and Sherlock

Why is the bride called Emelia?

Rory Arthur Williams comes from Moriarty and Sherlock

Hey! The flirting villain!

 ► PARALLELS: TALES AND FAIRY TALES

Fairy tales - Masterpost

Sherlock as the White Swan and the Ugly Duckling

Mary and Bonnie as the Black Swans (+ Doctor Who)

Sherlock vs The Swan Princess

Sherlock as Sleeping Beauty

Rosemund Watson as Sleeping Beauty

The Lying Detective as The Sleeping Beauty

Sherlock as Snow White and True Love’s Kiss (+ Once Upon A Time)

Sherlock as Pinocchio

Mary as the Blind Witch

Alice in Wonderland tea cup and Mrs. Hudson as the Mad Hatter

Mycroft as the Little Mermaid

Sherlock and Clara as Jack and the Beanstalk (+ Doctor Who)

Magnussen as Cruella De Vil

Mary As Robin Hood

The Holmeses have sorcerer’s hats

John as Brünnhilde

Episode speculation: The Yellow Trace and The Wonderful Wizard of Oz parallels  

Episode speculation: The Dancing Man and Cinderella parallels

Episode speculation: The Second Star and Peter Pan parallels

The Abominable Bride vs Frozen

Eurus as the Snow Queen

 ► PARALLELS: TV SERIES

Sherlock vs Xena: Warrior Princess - The Abominable Bride vs The Bitter Suite?

Sherlock vs Xena: Warrior Princess - The Unaired Pilot vs The Greater Good

Sherlock vs Xena: Warrior Princess - A Study in Pink vs The Royal Couple of Thieves

Sherlock vs Xena: Warrior Princess - Series 3 / 4 vs A Cradle of Hope

Sherlock vs Xena: Warrior Princess - The Abominable Bride vs The Dirty Half Dozen

Sherlock vs Xena: Warrior Princess - The Six Thatcher vs Maternal Instincts

Sherlock vs Xena: Warrior Princess - Magnussen vs Ming T’ien

Dialogue comparison: high-functioning sociopath

Offensive: an Implication of impropriety (+ Doctor Who)

Dealing with falls = Changing the future = Marriage (+ Doctor Who)

The Lying Detective vs Blink

 ► PARALLELS: MOVIES

Sherlock vs The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes - Emile the husband, Emelia the wife

Sherlock vs Rebecca - His Last Vow vs Rebecca

Sherlock vs The Birds - The Hounds of Baskerville vs The Birds

Sherlock vs The Matrix Trilogy

Sherlock vs Dellamorte Dellamore

Sherlock vs James Bond - A Scandal In Belgravia vs Casino Royale (2006)

His Last Vow vs Un Dollaro Bucato?

 ► PARALLELS: ANIME AND MANGA

Haruhi Suzumiya: a reinterpretation of Sherlock Holmes as a schoolgirl with supernatural powers? (+ ACD canon, + Haruhi Suzumiya)

► PARALLELS: BOOKS

The Naked Sun vs The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes vs A Scandal In Belgravia

 ► LOVE AND SEX TROPES

The phone is a handkerchief

A visual metaphor for a wedding

Cupid in the titles

Visual love triangle

Between My Legs frame

Finishing each other’s sentences

“We” as romantic coding

Sherlock shooting at the Yellow Face as fellatio innuendo

 ► CARD AND BOARD GAMES

A Pen Holder with Spades

Graffiti identification: an Ace of Spades?

 ► COSTUMES

Sherlock’s locks might be inspired by Mr. Darcy’s (+ Pride and Prejudice 1995)

Sherlock likes John in a green coat

How to build a Sherlock

► OTHER S4 MIXED METAS

She = Sherlock

Save John Watson = save your love

Eurus = Trapped Woman in The Elegible Bachelor

The Abominable Bride vs Kill Bill: the Death List

To go

Odd eyes = Pirate eyepatches

YOU = EU(RUS)

John = Yellow Face again

2 heads with AGRA got smashed

Gabrielle Ashdown = Gabrielle Valladon

REFERENCES

Timeline of 57′s mentions in Moffat’s work

GIFSETS

UMQRA = TORCH gifsets: x x x

Gifset: BC Sherlock cameos in My Little Pony: modern version

Gifset: BBC Sherlock cameos in My Little Pony: Victorian version

Sherlock as Snow White and True Love’s Kiss

Sherlock vs The Matrix Trilogy gifsets: x x x x x

Pride flags gifsets: TAB

Gay! I mean�� Hey.

Gifset: My wordplay theories

FANVIDEOS

► ALTERNATIVE OPENINGS

Sherlock’s opening remade like Xena: Warrior Princess’

FANART

► POKEMON AU

BBC Sherlcok Modern Pokéverse

Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson in The Abominable Gardevoir

#sherlock #tjlc #johnlock #bbc sherlock

[daydreaming-everyday]

Snow and Fur

(You may need to click the image for better quality)

Happy New Year to @itstrulyastrangerthing! You were my giftee for the @sincerely-us winter gift exchange! I had such a fun time painting the fanart above and writing the fanfic below. I adored your first prompt, but you will find a little bit of your second prompt in the fic. I hope you enjoy, and may the new year bring you good things! <3

Quick Disclaimer: This is an AU where Connor is still alive, and there is healthy Bandtrees!

Ao3 Link

Evan fumbled with his hands. A mix of excitement and nervousness sat inside of him.

When Zoe brought the idea of adopting a dog to him one day, he thought it was perfect. The two had more than enough time to take care of one with the holiday season. Though Evan never had any experience with pets, Zoe recalled having a golden retriever, Sadie, in her childhood.

“Excited?” Zoe asks, remaining her focus on driving. The roads were a little icy in the late December weather.

Evan nods, “A little scared, but I’m excited.”

Zoe pulls into the parking lot of the animal shelter. The cold wind welcomed Evan’s face and lungs when he opened the car door, sending a chill down his spine.

Zoe intertwines her fingers into Evan’s hand.

“You ready?”

Evan looks at Zoe’s face. She gave him a subtle, reassuring smile. It was almost as her calm demeanor was seeping through her fingertips, transferring it to Evan’s hand.

Evan squeezed her hand tighter, nodding.

The shelter had a thick odar hanging in the air when the couple walked in. A lady greeted them, and Zoe explained what they were looking for. She led them to an array of dog kennels. Each dog they looked at, the lady told them their story.

Zoe looked up at Evan each time. What do you think?

Let’s keep looking. Evan would reply by shaking his head.

Soon, a dog finally caught Evan’s eyes.

A smaller dog sat in the corner of the cage. It’s back was to them, so all you could see was it’s thin light brown coat.

“This is Buddy,” the kennel lady explained to him, “six years old. We aren’t quite sure what breed he is, but we believe he is part corgi and part beagle.”

“How did he end up here?” Evan asked.

“Previous family abandoned him when he got older. They preferred cuter puppies, and traded him for a much younger, purebred dog.”

Evan’s heart ached for the dog, even feeling a little sympathy. His own father left, and traded him and his mom for another family. Evan remembered feeling hurt because of it.

Evan knew exactly what Buddy needed.

“Buddy barely moves though,” the kennel lady says, “there are more dogs over here.”

“Um… could I try to…?”

The kennel lady shrugs before unlocking the cage.

Evan slowly enters the cage. Buddy turned his head slightly, looking at Evan. Evan noticed he had amber eyes.

Evan crouched down. He extended his hand outwards, towards Buddy. The dog slowly, and cautiously, stood up, and began to approach Evan. Buddy extended his muzzle to his hand, sniffing Evan’s fingers.

Buddy inched closer. Evan slowly lowered his hand on Buddy’s back. Buddy tensed at Evan’s touch. The dog looked at Evan, and Evan worried he startled Buddy. However, Buddy relaxed, and melted in his touch.

“Well would you look at that,” the kennel lady said, “Buddy usually doesn’t like to be touched by others.”

Evan looks at Zoe, who is smiling at him.

“Can we get this one?” Evan asks.

“I don’t think we have a choice.”

-

Evan was getting used to having a dog around their apartment, and Buddy was used to having a home.

“You two look comfy,” Zoe smiles, holding two mugs of hot chocolate in her hands. Both mugs visibly had tall whipped cream dollops, and were sprinkled with crushed peppermint candy canes.

Evan was on the couch, Buddy on his lap. They were wrapped in a fuzzy blanket, and Buddy was enjoying the gentle scratches Evan was giving him.

Buddy had started to be relaxed when Evan or Zoe had touched him. The dog had let it’s guard down to them, and was more and more cheerful each coming day.

“Come join us,” Evan patted the spot next to him.

“Hold on, I need a photo of my two favorite boys,” Zoe pulls out her phone, setting the hot chocolate on the nearby coffee table.

Though Evan was usually camera shy, he gave Zoe a huge, goofy smile, making Zoe laugh as she snapped the photo. She then sits next to Evan on the couch. Evan wraps her some of his blanket.

“This may be my new favorite photo,” Zoe comments, “look how cute you both are.”

Evan blushes as Zoe puts her phone away. She reaches over to Evan’s lap, stroking Buddy’s fur. Buddy licks her wrist in return.

“Are we ready to start movie night?” Evan asks, sipping his drink.

“Yep,” Zoe says, popping open a fresh bag of plain popcorn. Buddy looked at Zoe, eyeing the snack. Zoe passed him a kernel. Buddy graciously accepted the treat.

“Zoe!”

“Relax,” Zoe says, “it’s not going to hurt him. Connor and I used to feed our old dog popcorn all the time.”

Evan could imagine Zoe and Connor as children, taking turns to feed Sadie handfuls of popcorn. He could also imagine Cynthia reminding them to stop feeding their dog (of course, they wouldn’t listen).

“Okay. What type of movie do you want to watch?” Evan asks, clicking the remote, scrolling through different genres.

They decided on a dog movie. It seemed fitting, since Buddy was in their arms to watch it. As Evan clicked ‘play,’ he curled into Zoe’s side.

“This is the best way to beat the cold,” Evan says, taking in the warmth of Zoe’s body.

“I’d have to agree.”

-

“He looks ridiculous.”

“Everyone needs to be bundled up,” Evan says, picking up Buddy, “including pets.”

Evan had dressed Buddy in a thick winter coat. Booties were on each of his paws, and the outfit was topped with a knitted dog hat.

“Besides, I think he is rocking the outfit,” Evan jokes.

Zoe hooks the dog leash to Buddy’s collar, “Whatever you say dear. You ready for a walk Bud?!”

Buddy wagged his tail, and began to pant excitly.

“Before we go, one more person has to put on some winter clothes,” Evan eyes Zoe.

“I’m wearing a coat!” Zoe exclaims, “and it’s just a walk.”

Evan grabs a scarf and hat, “It’s still twenty degrees outside. We don’t want mommy to be cold, right Buddy?”

Buddy barks in reply.

“Fine,” Zoe allows Evan to wrap her scarf around her neck, and slip her hat on her head. Once he’s done, he gives Zoe a quick kiss on the cheek.

Just as Evan is about to open the door, Zoe grabs his hand, pulling him closer to her.

“You missed,” Zoe smirks.

Evan closes his eyes, and leans into Zoe, pressing his lips to hers. Zoe’s hands wrap around the bare spots of his neck that his scarf did not cover. Evan a breath hitches at the touch, and he wraps his arms around her lower back.

A yip interrupted them. Zoe and Evan break apart. Buddy was patiently sitting on the floor, looking utterly betrayed. Zoe and Evan blush and giggle.

Zoe gives Evan one last kiss before opening the door, the cool air welcoming their faces. Buddy quickly jumped outside, hopping into the fresh, fluffy snow from the previous night. He rolled around until snow covered his muzzle.

Buddy led the way during the walk, eager to look at everything ahead of him. Evan had his arm linked to Zoe’s, admiring the winter wonderland in front of them. Dark pine trees were coated with snow. The sky was blue, and not it’s normal grey. The sun was brightly shining on their faces, and snowflakes were lazily descending from the sky.

“The weather is nice,” Evan says.

Zoe nods, “Buddy is enjoying it.”

Buddy was attempting to catch falling snowflakes into his mouth. Evan and Zoe giggled.

The only downside to the winter weather is that when snow mixes with a dirt road, then it becomes muddy. Mud puddles were formed all over the road they were walking on.

Unfortunately, Buddy jumped right into a puddle.

Evan and Zoe gasped, but Buddy loved it. He rolled around and splashed in the sticky dirt.

Evan lifted him up, holding him arms length out. Buddy was smiling as mud was dripping off him.

“Looks like someone will need a bath.”

-

Zoe carefully lowered Buddy into their bathtub. Buddy had a look of fear on his face. When Zoe mentioned that he needed a bath, Buddy did whatever it took to avoid it.

Even if it meant trailing mud into their apartment.

“See Bud? It’s okay,” Zoe says once his paws dipped into the water.

Buddy splashed the water, still uneasy.

“I cleaned up all the mud,” Evan enters the bathroom, “how are things going in here?”

“I’m just trying to get Buddy to calm down.”

Evan sits next to Zoe. He reaches his hand over to Buddy, scratching his ears. Buddy was still tense as Zoe gently set him down.

“See? Not that bad,” Evan assures the dog.

Zoe squirts dog shampoo into her hand. She allows Buddy to smell it before applying it, lightly massaging it into his fur. The soap helped the mud slip off with ease. Buddy became more relaxed with Evan’s presence and Zoe’s gentle motions.

“The warm water must feel nice after being in the cold,” Evan says, helping Zoe rinse the soap off.

Zoe wiggles her eyebrows, “What if we did this once we finish cleaning Buddy up?”

“I like the way you think.”

A mist of water droplets hit the couple as Buddy began to shake himself dry. The two turn to each other, before laughing.

“Guess he already showered us off,” Zoe chuckles.

Evan reaches for a soft towel, and Zoe lifts Buddy out of the tub. Evan dries the dog off before wrapping him up.

-

Evan was thankful that the cafe allowed dogs.

“You ready to see mommy perform?” Evan cooed, holding Buddy in one arm, and a bouquet of lavender and carnation flowers in another.

Zoe had gotten a gig to perform at a winter event at a local cafe. Evan was ecstatic to watch her perform (despite listening to her practice a couple times).

Evan finds an open table. A waiter comes by to ask him what he would like, and he just orders a tea.

The show began, and numerous small and local musicians arrived on stage, each singing a song, and playing many different types of instruments.

When it was Zoe’s turn to arrive on the stage, Evan’s heart sprang with excitement. As Zoe got her acoustic guitar tuned, her eyes traced around the crowd until they found Evan and Buddy. Once she did, Evan moved Buddy’s paw to make it look like he was waving at her. A smile appeared on Zoe’s face.

Zoe began to straighten up, and took in a deep breath. She began to strike the first chords of White Winter Hymnal. She began to sing softly and smoothly.

“I was following

I was following

I was following

I was following

I was following the pack

All swallowed in their coats

With scarves of red tied ‘round their throats

To keep their little heads

From falling in the snow

And I turned ‘round and there you go

And Michael you would fall

And turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime.”

Zoe stopped singing, still strumming her guitar. The guitar produced a soft, warm sound. She hummed along to the song. Evan closed his eyes, enjoying just the sound of her voice and guitar.

Zoe repeated the chorus a couple more times before finishing the song. The audience, including Evan, clapped for Zoe. Buddy began to howl, cheering on Zoe. The audience chuckled.

Zoe grinned before exiting the stage, allowing the next performer to take the stage. Evan left his seat, following Zoe behind the stage.

She beamed at Evan when he approached her.

“Amazing job! You sounded… gorgeous,” Evan compliments.

“Thank you. That means a lot.”

“Buddy also thought you sounded amazing,” Evan states.

Zoe holds her arms out, and Evan places Buddy in them. Buddy nuzzled into Zoe’s chest.

“I also got you these,” Evan displays the flowers to Zoe.

“Thanks Ev,” Zoe leans to him, and Evan pulls her into a hug.

“Do you think you can sing for us again tonight?”

“Always for you two.”

-

“Evan! How does Buddy look?”

Evan adjusted his tie as he looked over at Buddy, who was in Zoe’s arms. He wore a sparkly black bow tie. Evan and Zoe were planning to take him to the Murphys’ annual New Year’s Eve party. He would be able to meet Cynthia, Larry, Connor, Heidi, and their friends.

“Awwww, he looks so handsome,” Evan pet Buddy’s head.

“I tried putting the rest of his tuxedo on, but someone wasn’t cooperating,” Zoe says.

Buddy gives them a guilty look. Evan laughs.

“I think he looks amazing,” Evan says, “and so do you.”

“It isn’t too flashy, is it?” Zoe asked.

She wore a black top with a metallic gold skirt. It matched Evan’s black suit and gold tie.

“Nope. You look perfect. Don’t you agree Buddy?”

Buddy licks Zoe’s face.

“Thanks Bud,” Zoe presses a kiss to Buddy’s head.

“Could I get one?” Evan smirks.

“Buddy, could you give daddy a kiss?” Zoe teases, reaching the dog towards Evan.

“Zoeeeee,” Evan whines, giggling as Buddy licks his face as well.

Zoe playfully sticks out her tongue before kissing his cheek. Zoe sets Buddy down. Zoe noticed her phones started to buzz on the table. She picked it up. There were numerous different texts from her mom.

Cynthia: Are you and Evan coming?

Cynthia: The party has already started.

Zoe looked at the time. They were thirty minutes past the time they were supposed to arrive.

“Hey Evan.”

“Hm?” Evan asks as he combs his hair.

“We were supposed to be at my parent’s house thirty minutes ago.”

Evan stops, “I knew we shouldn’t have waited for Buddy to wake up.”

“In my defense, he was sleeping on my lap. What was I supposed to do, move and wake him up?”

“Fair point.”

-

“There you two are!” Cynthia scolds Zoe and Evan when they walk into the Murphy house, wearing a dark dress and holding a wine glass in tack, “what took you two so long?”

Before Zoe can explain, Cynthia sees Buddy in her arms.

“Did you guys get a dog?!”

“Mom, meet Buddy!” Zoe says.

“Well aren’t you the cutest!” Cynthia gushes over Buddy. Zoe sets Buddy onto the ground. He sniffs Cynthia curiously before allowing Cynthia to touch him. He curled up against Cynthia’s touch.

“He’s also such a sweetheart!” Cynthia coos.

Cynthia calls for everyone. At the moment Cynthia said the word “dog,” everyone quickly rushed to see. The moment eyes were laid on Buddy, he was all anyone could rave about.

-

“I think he’s enjoying the attention,” Evan chuckles.

Jared, Alana, and Connor were crouched on the ground. Jared got the brilliant idea of using his tie for a game of tug of war. Alana and Connor were cheering Buddy on as he pulled the tie, determined to win. Earlier, Larry slid small pieces of chicken for Buddy under the table during dinner, and Cynthia and Heidi had been showering him with belly rubs and kisses throughout the night. No one even noticed when midnight hit the clock. All eyes were on Buddy.

Evan and Zoe were sitting on the couch, watching Buddy like proud parents.

“He’s the star of the show,” Zoe agrees.

“I’m glad we adopted him,” Evan says, resting his head on Zoe’s shoulder, “he makes everyone happy. He makes me happy.”

“He makes me happy too,” Zoe plants a kiss to his forehead, returning her focus to Buddy, who tore the tie out of Jared’s hands. Alana scooped the dog in her arms as Jared claimed he let the dog win.

Evan smiled, closing his eyes. He wanted to savor this moment forever.

#dear evan hansen #deh #bandtrees #evan hansen #zoe murphy #deh fanfic #deh fanart #my writing #my art #okay but this is like my first fanart im excited

[originofchaos]

RusEng fanfic

Well, um... I decided to try to write a fanfiction instead of drawing a fanart for a change :)

No idea if it's good or not, and this is my first work after a long hiatus... And first, it’s long af, second, there’s some mild nsfw in the end :)

Here we go...

"Hey, Ivan..."

"What?"

Arthur turned his head and smiled. He loved those moments, when he and Ivan were lying in bed, doing absolutely nothing and trying to steady their breath after a session of hot and passionate sex. He felt so calm and peaceful, and it seemed that nothing could ever bother him. There was no loud and obnoxious America, no perverted France, no loud and crowdy China; no noise and scream, no one was arguing and fighting. There was only Arthur and Ivan. Suddenly he felt overwhelmed with happiness and kissed Braginsky to relieve himself and share it with his lover. Ivan accepted the kiss, and the time finally seemed to stop completely for both of them.

"You were amazing today."

"Oh, thanks. So were you."

The air remains silent. It wasn't the awkward silence, though - it was the right kind of it. The perfect one. The one when you don't have to speak to express yourself. That was why Arthur loved having sex with Ivan. They had so much in common, even though they were so different. It was the strange mix of similarities and opposites, and that was what Kirkland adored the most.

As soon as Arthur drowned in tranquillity, he felt some movement to his left. He opened his eyes only to see Ivan getting up, and his heart sank.

"Leaving so soon?"

"I have to," Ivan sighed and put on his trousers. "I have some business back home, and your brothers are to come soon. It's better if they don't spot us naked in one bed, da?"

"True," Arthur nodded and sat. "But I'd love to have one more round before you're gone."

Ivan smiled.

"Don't tempt me. We'll do it next time when you're on top."

"Alright."

Arthur watched Ivan dressing up. He watched how his big muscular chest hides under a t-shirt and then under his big beige coat. He always looked huge in this coat. Arthur remembered the first time he saw Ivan without it and chuckled. Back then he was shocked by the difference in the appearance. Finally, the scarf was on. Kirkland sighed heavily, making Ivan turn around and look at him.

"Don't worry, I'll be back," Ivan smiled, and his scarf reached Arthur to caress his cheek, neck and chest. "Uvidimsya*."

"Yeah, see you."

The door closed. Arthur fell back on the sheets and sighed again. He didn’t even remember how and when it all started - they both were dead drunk when they had sex for the first time. It was like they were ‘friends with benefits’ forever… the term ‘fuckbuddies’ suited them most. They were never friends, nor foes; sex was passionate and frantic. At least, it used to be. Kirkland felt that something changed between them. They became closer to each other and started to spend more time together. Arthur could tell that he started to enjoy being around Ivan, but back then the only thought about it could terrify him. Braginsky held a grudge on him - he didn’t even know why - and their relationships were never warm. Let alone that time when he appeared instead of the demon he tried to summon. It seemed that it would always be like that - acquaintances acting like strangers. And yet, Arthur’s bed sheets still smelled like Ivan. He liked that smell - it was the smell of fresh pastry and something musky. It was arousing and endearing. Arthur caught himself thinking that he would love to smell it all the time. He buried his face in the pillow and inhaled deeply. The desired scent mixed with his own gently caressed his nostrils. His eyelids became heavy, and he was ready to drift off to the sweet land of dreams.

“Arthur!”

“Shit!” Arthur muttered in panic and rushed to pick up his clothes from the floor. He didn’t want his brother to catch him in his bed naked. They didn’t like each other, and Arthur didn’t want to give him another reason to laugh at him.

“Arthur! Are you home?”

He heard steps coming closer to his room. His legs got stuck in his boxers as he tried to put them on quickly.

“Yeah!”

The door opened.

“Hey, Scott,” Kirkland said and smiled weakly, pretending to be sick.

“Why didn’t you answer me when I called you?”

“I didn’t hear, I was sleeping.”

Scotland looked at Arthur with a grain of salt.

“It’s afternoon. Were you really sleeping?”

“Yeah. I feel sick a little. I guess I got food poisoning. China brought his rice noodles to the meeting and I tried it. Guess it was a bad idea.”

“Alright. Get well, then.”

“Thank you. That’s really kind of you.”

“Piss off, you twat.”

The door closed, and Arthur sighed, finally putting on his boxers which were still on his knees. This was the first time he regretted that he and Ivan decided to keep everything in secret.

***

* Uvidimsya - See you

===

The meeting finished. Arthur, as usual, started cleaning up the blackboard as everyone was leaving the conference room. In the corner of the eye, he spotted Ivan looking at him before leaving and smiled. He liked catching glances and unintended touching when they weren’t alone. He was sure he was discreet enough so no one else would notice this. Arthur was a great spy, after all.

“Hey, Britain…” he heard Francis’s voice behind his back.

“What?”

“I wanted to talk to you.”

“I’ve got no desire whatsoever to talk to you,” Arthur blurred.

“Ah, finally, Britain I always knew!” Bonnefoy sighed with relief. “You were acting so strange recently, you were too… kind?”

“You’re imagining things.”

“As if. You know, I’ve noticed something and understand what is wrong with you.”

“There’s nothing wrong with me, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Arthur started cleaning the blackboard more vigorously, however, there was nothing to clean already.

“You do. You don’t confront me and America anymore. It seems like you’re just zoning out on our meetings. And I guess I know why. You’re in love.”

Arthur stopped. He couldn’t believe that Francis could even say that. He couldn’t be in love, he didn’t even know what it’s like to be in love anyway. He clenched his fingers in the wiping sponge as his heart started beating faster.

“You’re wrong,” he said lifelessly.

“Am I? Oh, mon bel ami, it’s obvious that the mightiest power in the world has finally conquered you. I can tell, I’m an expert at this. So, who’s this lucky person?”

“No one,” Arthur muttered and turned to Francis with the furious look. “I’m not able to love.”

“You…” Francis breathed out in shock. “You genuinely don’t know you’re in love? Oh, mon Dieu! I’m so happy I figured it out before you!”

“Stop it.”

“I’m so glad for you! My boy has finally grown up,” Bonnefoy hugged Arthur tightly and shuffled his hair. “I can only wish you could understand your happiness. Au revoir!”

Francis walked out of the room, leaving Kirkland puzzled. What is even like to be in love? He had no idea. He had never loved anyone in a romantic sense before. Could he consider his feelings for Ivan as love? Arthur doubted it. He wanted Braginsky, there was no doubt. He loved having sex with him, moreover, he might say that Ivan was his best partner ever. Yes, recently he started to feel the need for him to stay longer after their sessions and cuddle. Was that love? Arthur didn’t think so. Yes, he started to catch his glance at the meetings and feel somewhat happy when their gazes met. Was that love? What is love anyway?..

“‘Ey…”

Arthur raised his head and saw Ivan standing on a threshold. His lips subconsciously stretched in a smile.

“Hey.”

“So, everyone’s left,” Ivan went on and smiled back. “We can lock the room…”

Instead of answering, Arthur went to the door and locked it. Ivan smiled and planted the kiss on his lips.

“On the table,” Arthur breathed out when their lips parted. His heart was beating like mad as he leant to Ivan’s neck and left a bruise there, not being afraid of someone noticing it. But along with such a familiar feeling of arousal Arthur felt something else that he couldn’t explain.

“Is this love?..”

===

Summer had finally arrived, bringing the hot and stuffy weather with it. That meant that the meetings were to stop until the autumn. Arthur saw a great opportunity to have some rest and make up his mind. For the last few months, he couldn’t help but think about the words Bonnefoy said to him.

“You’re in love!”

He thought about it a lot but he couldn’t come up with an answer. He doubted everything, and the further it went, the more overwhelmed he got. The only time he could forget about it was the time when he and Braginsky had sex, but after it, when he was holding Ivan in his arms and stroking his hair, the thoughts attacked his brain more intensely. Ivan was telling him that his heart started beating faster than usual, and Kirkland himself could feel it, but he preferred to think that this was only because of those thoughts. What else could it be, after all?

Soon Arthur understood that he had enough. He planned a secret trip to Seychelles to have some rest. Michelle didn’t mind, in fact, she welcomed his decision and promised that she wouldn’t tell this to anyone. Arthur didn’t want anyone to know where he was. However, there was one person to whom he wanted to tell everything.

Arthur was lying in his bed. Ivan’s strong arms were gently pressing his body against the big muscular chest. Arthur placed his head against his lover’s collarbone and inhaled his scent.

“Ivan…” he sighed. “I need something to tell you.”

“What is it?”

Ivan’s voice sounded worried and concerned.

“I, uh… I’m leaving for summer to the place where I can be all alone with my thoughts. No one knows about it, except you. I don’t want anyone to be aware of it.”

Arthur hugged Ivan tightly.

“So, I won’t see you until autumn?” Ivan asked sadly.

“Yeah, I’m really sorry but you should understand. I need it. A lot of things happened to me recently, and I’m too overwhelmed. So…”

“I know what you mean. So go for it if you feel the need. But I’ll be missing you.”

Arthur smiled and kissed Ivan’s neck.

“I’ll miss you too.”

Ivan gently grabbed Arthur’s chin and kissed him. The kiss was long, slow, and no one wanted to break it. They both knew that it was one of the last kisses before a long parting.

“When are you leaving?” Ivan asked after their lips parted.

“Tomorrow morning.”

“So this is my last chance to be with you before your departure…”

Arthur felt Ivan’s arms hugging him more tightly.

“This is not forever. I’ll come back, and we’ll keep going on.”

“I’ll be waiting for you. Ya lublu tebya*.”

“Huh?” Arthur raised his head. “What does that mean?”

“I wish you good holidays,” Ivan smiled, but his eyes weren’t smiling as well.

***

Ya lublu tebya - I love you

===

“Whoa, it’s really hot in here,” Arthur said, using his boarding pass as a fan.

“It’s not that hot now, you know. In winters it’s hotter,” Michelle smiled broadly. “Feel like at home. But not like you did back then! Otherwise, I’m going to throw you out.”

“I’m not gonna conquer you,” Arthur chuckled. “I’m too old for this stuff, I guess.”

“That’s good. So, your trips here become frequent, huh? First, the Royal Family’s honeymoon, now it’s you… Is there any reason behind it?”

“Not really… I just wanted to find someplace where I could be alone with my thoughts. A lot of stuff is going on lately. Brexit, Scott wants to live separately again, this kind of stuff. And… One more thing that bothers me. Kinda personal…”

Arthur sighed.

“Something’s wrong? Maybe I can help you?” Michelle suggested.

“I… don’t know. How good are you at relationships?”

“Uh… I don’t know, but I’ll try to help you if you want.”

“Okay, so…” Arthur stuck for a second, trying to gather his thoughts. “I’ve got a fuckbuddy.”

“Arthur! Your language!”

“There’s nothing wrong with this term. I just don’t know how else I can call them. Friends with benefits, maybe, but the point is that we’re not really friends. Anyway… Some time ago I’ve noticed that I feel something different towards that person. Not absolutely different, though, I still want them and stuff, but now I want to spend time with them not only having sex. Recently we started cuddling after sessions; before that, we just dressed up and said our goodbyes. Sometimes I catch myself thinking about them… And sometimes I see them in my dreams. I don’t know. This is so strange and bizarre. Francis noticed that and said that I’m in love, but I doubt it. First of all, what is love anyway? And… We have very complicated relationships. We never really liked each other… They even had a grudge against me. So I don’t think that it’s possible for me to love them. Oh God, why am I telling you this...”

“Apparently because you have no one else to tell that,” Michelle presumed. “And… You know, I think that Francis is right. You really are in love with them.”

“You too?” Arthur yelled frustrated. “I don’t love them!”

“Why are you afraid of loving someone?” Michelle raised an eyebrow.

“I don’t, I just don’t love anyone,” Arthur crossed his arms.

“I can’t understand your reaction. Why are you trying to be an emotional cactus? You’re capable of loving, and you know that, but you’re terrified of it. Yet, your eyes were shining when you were telling me about that person. Just admit it, and it’ll be easier.”

“Love is a weakness.”

“You really have no idea what love is,” Michelle laughed. “I hope you’ll find the strength to admit it one day.”

All summer Arthur was literally living inside four walls of his room. For a reason, obviously - it was the only place with air conditioning. Sometimes he went to a beach which was neatly located near Michelle’s house or visited the local city or jungles. Michelle was really kind to be a guide during those strolls. Arthur basically did everything just to forget about all the problems he left behind, and somewhat he succeeded at this. The only thing he couldn’t forget was Ivan.

Every time he popped up in Arthur’s mind when he was the least ready for it. When he was walking down the local market, he always thought, looking at one thing or another, that Ivan would like it. When he was on the beach, lying under burning sun or walking beside the ocean at nights, he wanted Ivan to be with him. And every time the image of Ivan appeared in Arthur’s head, he felt his heart aching. At first, Arthur thought that this was normal and there was nothing special about it, at least, Ivan wasn’t the only one who Arthur missed. But when he was thinking of others, he didn’t feel anything like that. Arthur missed Ivan a lot. Moreover, he needed him. He missed his touches, rough and gentle. He missed the heat of his body, his silky hair, his velvet skin. He missed his quiet voice. He missed his smile that was always on his face. He missed his deep violet eyes. He-

No.

He just missed him, that’s it.

===

The holiday was over. Arthur didn’t want it to end - he really liked not being in touch with anyone so no one would bother him. But at the same time, he was happy it ended, as that meant that he was going to see Ivan soon. He was waiting for this moment for all the holidays, and the further it went, the stronger was the urge. And finally, he was there, on a threshold of his room.

When he opened the door, he couldn’t believe his eyes. There was Ivan, sitting on his bed and smiling. Kirkland dropped his bags, grinned and ran to him to hug as tight as he could. His heart was overjoyed by the sight of his lover.

“Welcome back,” Ivan whispered.

“How did you get here?” Arthur asked, looking straight into Ivan’s eyes.

“The portal,” he smiled. “You forgot to close it when you summoned me last time, so I decided to use it and make you a little surprise.”

“Oh my god, I’m so happy to see you again!” Arthur felt his heart beating like mad. He kissed Ivan roughly, tasting his lips hungrily as if he hadn’t seen him for centuries, and he felt dizzy. “I want you so much…”

“I want you too…”

Arthur pushed Ivan on the bed and sat on him, leaning to his neck. The skin on Ivan’s neck became white and clean, and Arthur felt the urge to mark it with a hickey. He felt Ivan’s hands slipping up his back, raising his t-shirt, and ripped the shirt on his lover’s chest. A rain of buttons fell on the floor. Arthur didn’t care anymore, he wanted him, and he wanted him now. Ivan’s bulge was telling him that his desire was mutual. Kirkland took off his t-shirt, threw it on the floor and sat, pulling Ivan’s body to him. His skin was burning hot, every touch responded with a shiver. Their lips joined into another hot and passionate kiss, and Arthur started grinding against Ivan’s huge bulge with his own. Braginsky let out a quiet moan through the kiss and reached to Arthur’s belt, unzipping his jeans and releasing his fully erected dick. His fingers were caressing it gently, and Arthur felt that he started to lose his mind.

“I want to be inside you…” he whispered, kissing Ivan’s neck. “You’re driving me crazy…”

Ivan smiled, gently pushed Arthur off and lay on a bed, spreading his legs.

“Then do it,” he raised his eyebrow and smirked.

Arthur climbed on Ivan, kissing his way down from his neck. His hands tried to unzip his jeans, but Arthur was too aroused to deal with it neatly. Finally, he managed to do it, and he pulled Ivan’s jeans off, giving the last kiss on the trail that went down from his bellybutton.

“So, are you ready?” Arthur asked and reached his drawer to get a bottle of lube.

“I was waiting for it for 3 months already. I can’t be more ready than now…”

Arthur smiled and opened the bottle. Everything was so familiar, almost automatic, but 3-month-long pause made him feel like it was for the first time. He liked this a lot, it made him aroused even more, and his whole body was trembling slightly with every touch. Ivan jerked his hips and whimpered, letting Arthur know that he was already desperate for him. Arthur didn’t make him wait anymore and entered him. Ivan’s muscles clenched around his dick, making him groan loudly. Ivan was tight, very tight; it felt like Arthur was ripping him apart with every his movement. He was craving for this for so long, and now, at that very moment, his desire had finally turned to life. When he was away, he thought about it very often, but none of those jerking sessions couldn’t be compared with reality. Ivan obviously wanted this as well. The way he was moaning and rolling his eyes in ecstasy left absolutely no doubt in it, and it felt like it wasn’t enough for him. He was scratching his back, leaving noticeable marks on it, kissed Arthur’s lips hard, so they became red and swollen. In any other day Kirkland would ban this as he wouldn’t want anyone to be suspicious, but now he didn’t care. The feeling of pure bliss was the only thing that mattered.

Suddenly Braginsky pulled himself, making Arthur slipping out of him. Kirkland hadn’t enough time to surprise, as Ivan leant to his neck and started covering it with small kisses and light bites. He hugged Arthur tightly and rolled over so now he was on top of him. Kirkland understood - he clearly hadn’t had enough so he decided to take over. Arthur was about to spread his legs to let him in, but instead of that, Ivan sat on him and slipped his cock inside. Arthur hissed and dug his nails into the skin on Ivan’s thighs. It wasn’t very often for him to be a power bottom, for Arthur it was a more common practice. But damn, he was so good. Ivan was riding him so vigorously, moaning and biting his lips. Arthur took his dick in his hand, jerking it off in rhythm, and felt Ivan’s body tensing and trembling. He was on edge as well, and as soon as hot white liquid sprayed on his stomach and chest, he moaned, jerked his hips up to push himself even deeper and came. His mind went blank, and he even lost his conscience for a few seconds because of the intensity of the orgasm.

The first thing Arthur saw when he opened his eyes was Ivan’s puzzled face. His eyes were staring right into him, making him feel uneasy.

“Something’s wrong?” Arthur asked.

“Do you really… love me?”

Arthur choked with his own spit.

“Why- wh- wha- I-”

“You were saying this over and over while cumming, and then blacked out…”

Everything inside Arthur ran cold. He didn’t even remember saying this. So did that mean that Francis and Michelle were right? That couldn’t be true, this was impossible. Or… Was it?..

“You don’t seem to be happy about it…” Ivan said sadly.

“No, I mean… I…” Arthur hid his face in his hands. “I was afraid of it. Of loving…”

“Why?” Ivan seemed to be shocked by hearing that.

“I… I’m convinced that love is pain and weakness. I loved a few people, not romantically… And they all gave me back nothing but unbearable pain. They all betrayed me, crushed me and left me behind. So I gave myself a word that from then on, I would never let this happen. I wanted to grow stronger than I was, and loneliness seemed to be the only way to do this. And then… There were you. That night… I don’t regret it, I’ll never regret it, but… This was the beginning. I started to develop something towards you, I liked it, but I was afraid that it was love. I was scared that if I opened my heart, you’d squash it like everyone else did. I’m sorry, and I understand that this is not the best thing to hear… But… They all were the reason why I can’t trust anyone now…”

Arthur shut his eyes. It felt like his heart turned into a heavy rock with sharp edges. He knew that he hurt Ivan with those words, but he felt like he should have told him everything. Something fell on his shoulder and ran down, leaving a trail. Arthur was sure that it was a tear. He rolled on his side, facing away from Ivan, and clenched a blanket in his hands.

“I understand if you want to leave and never see me again.”

“Never.”

Ivan’s voice was firm. Arthur turned around to see Ivan’s face. Wet trails of tears were shining, but his face was deadly serious.

“I will never leave you. I want you to understand that love is not that bad as you think. I love you. I love you so much. It hurts me when you say this, but I understand it. And that’s why I want to prove you wrong. I want to show you what it’s like to be loved. And I will always be by your side no matter what.”

Strong arms gently pressed Kirkland’s body against the muscular chest. Arthur couldn’t understand why Ivan stayed but he was glad he did it. He hugged Braginsky back and exhaled heavily. Even though he didn’t have much faith, he really hoped Ivan was right.

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Break the Ice- Chapter 4

Co-written by @bloodredruby and @watchmist1412

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Words ~ 3300

Rated K+

Summary: Figure Skating AU. After an accident Gray, a professional figure skater, has to take some time off to heal and he’s not enjoying it AT ALL. What he didn’t expect was meeting Juvia, a swimmer tired of her career, even less ending up as her coach. Lucy, an aspiring figure skater, came to realize it was a whole new experience with a pink haired weirdo and his equally weird cat by her side.

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“Are you absolutely sure you know the way?”

“Yes, we’ve already established this Levy!”

“I know… but are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?”

Lucy sighed. She was having the same conversation again and again since the day before. She loved her friend but sometimes she was a bit overprotective.

“Lev I’m sure. I’ve been in Magnolia for a few days now I think I can find my way. Besides you’ve made me memorize the map by heart, I’m not going to forget everything when I leave the house.”

“Fine! Promise me you’ll call if something’s wrong?” She was almost pleading.

“Of course I’ll call you, don’t worry. I need to do this on my own.”

“Call me when you finish too!”

“We live right next to each other. Once I get back I’ll tell you everything, okay?” Lucy reassured her.

Levy pouted. “Okay, I guess you’re right. Sorry, I’m just a little worried for you. Ah, not that I don’t think you will succeed!”

Lucy playfully nudged her friend in the shoulder. “Hey, it’s alright. I’m the one who should be anxious not you.”

“I know that… leave all your worries to me and you go blow their minds with your awesomeness!”

Lucy let out a laugh. “Well I’ll leave that to you then! I really should be going now.”

“Right!” Levy rushed to unlock her apartment door. “Wait, did you take the leaflet with you?”

“Yes, it’s in my bag. I don’t think I’ll need it though I’ve memorized the address.”

“Right… okay. Good luck then, you’ll do great.” Levy flashed a grin and gave her a thumbs up.

“Thanks!” Lucy waved as she got down the stairs of the building. The elevator was fully functional but she lived only on the second floor and it would be a waste of energy and time. Besides, it was a good excuse for some exercise.

Lucy skipped the last two steps landing on the pavement with a huge grin on her face. It was finally happening! It was finally the day she could go to the place of her dreams! She would finally go to Fairy Tail!

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Lucy realized she hadn’t thought this through. All of her previous excitement had been slowly turning into anxiousness the closer she got to her destination. Now standing in front of the stairs leading up to the glass doors of the Fairy Tail building she was contemplating her decision to go inside.

What was she thinking? She should have been more prepared! She slowly realized she had no idea what to say and how to present herself. How was she supposed to approach the subject? Oh hello, you haven’t seen me since I was 5 and probably don’t even remember me, but would you mind being my coach?Yeah, like that would work.

Lucy was regretting not taking Levy with her, at least she would have some emotional support and she clearly needed that. Maybe she could call her friend and talk to her for a little while! That would make her calm down more.

The blonde let her backpack slide from her shoulder and started looking for her phone when she stopped and closed the zipper again. She couldn’t just call Levy like that. Not when she had given that brave speech of having to do this on her own and not needing any help. She just had to open her big mouth and ruin herself.

Should she just leave and come back another day? No, she wasn’t a coward, she wouldn’t just give up! Besides Lucy had come all this way she should at least go inside.

Determined Lucy took one step forward. But what if the woman wasn’t there? She hadn’t made a previous appointment maybe she couldn’t go in like that.

However, before the same traitorous thoughts get the chance to cloud her mind once again.

“Hey! Sorry to interrupt your inner turmoil but you know you’re blocking the way, right?”

Lucy lost in her thoughts hadn’t realized another person had shown up. She quickly turned around to face the source of the voice. The first thing she noticed about the man in front of her was his vibrant pink hair. It wasn’t uncommon to find people with various colored hair on the streets but the particular shade was a little unusual. It strangely suited the man who was now cheerfully grinning at her. He seemed about her age and he wore a white scaled scarf around his neck.

Snapping out of her thoughts she responded “You know it’s not polite to sneak up on people.”

“Hey, I didn’t mean to sneak up on you!” he defended himself “You are the weirdo staring at the building like you want to set fire to it.”

“I’m not a weirdo! Also why would I want to set fire to the building?”

“I don’t know… you were glaring at it pretty intensely.” He squinted “What are your intentions?”

“I’m not a pyromaniac, okay? Why would you think that?” said Lucy frustrated “And I wasn’t glaring, I was just thinking.”

“I know, I was just teasing you.” He grinned.

This man is unbelievable.  Lucy thought

“So are you going to come in?”

“What?”

“I mean, if you want to glare at the entrance door all day, I won’t judge. I don’t think you came for that though. Hey, maybe you can come glare at the inside, its warmer too!”

“I TOLD YOU, I WAS JUST THINKING!”

“Okay, don’t shout you weirdo.”

“And quit calling me a weirdo!”

“Fine, fine… weirdo.” He whispered

“What was that?”

“Nothing!” The man hurriedly headed to the automatic doors and stopped right before he got it. “Come on, it’s getting really cold out there.” He then went inside.

Lucy followed the pink haired man inside the considerably warmer building. She looked around and took in her new surroundings. The lobby was colorful with plants all over the place and comfortable looking couches in the middle. Overall it seemed like a pretty welcoming place.

“So… is it your first time here?” asked the pink haired boy

“Well, yeah.”

“I would help you out but I’m running pretty late, sorry.”

“It’s fine! I can find my way by myself.”

“If you want any help go ask Mira.” He pointed to a white haired woman reading a magazine behind a desk “She’s really nice, don’t worry.”

“Okay, thank you.” Lucy smiled. He wasn’t so bad after all.

“No problem! I’ll see you around, weirdo!” he waved at her as he sprinted to a corridor.

Never mind. “HEY! What did I say about-” it was too late, the man had already disappeared.

That whole encounter had been really bizarre though Lucy found herself smiling.At least she didn’t feel as anxious anymore. Talking with that weird man had cleared her head and lifted her worries without her noticing.

Lucy turned to look at the woman behind the desk who she assumed was the receptionist and made her way towards her. She tried to get the woman to notice her presence thinking she was engrossed in her magazine but before she could say anything the woman looked up and smiled sweetly.

“Hello, how can I help you?”

Taking a closer look at the woman’s face she had something familiar about her that Lucy couldn’t place yet. Well, she had other things to worry about.

“Hi, I am… looking for Aquarius, can I talk to her?”

Please say yes, please say yes!

“Yes of course! I think she’s in the office. Take the stairs and it’s the first door at the front.”

Lucy sighed in relief. “Thank you so much!”

“No problem!” the woman smiled again. “Oh wait a moment! I think I should warn you, she just had a fight with her boyfriend so she’s a little… grumpier than usual.”

Lucy gulped. “I’ll keep that in mind, then.”

That was not good, that was not good at all! From what she remembered from the woman, she always had a bad temper. That definitely did not make things easier.

Lucy walked up to the direction she was pointed at and finally stood in front of the door that she hoped was the right one.

You can do this Lucy, you didn’t come all this way for nothing! She motivated herself. She took a big breath and knocked hesitantly on the door.

And then there was… nothing. There was no response! No sound from the inside that indicated someone had heard her or even if there was someone inside.

Lucy determined knocked again. Maybe she wasn’t heard the first time

“Go away!” said an angry muffled voice from the inside.

“Wait, hear me out I-”

“I don’t care, I can’t deal with you right now.”

“Please let me in, I have something important to tell you!”

Lucy was met once again by silence.

“I know you’re inside!” Lucy knocked once again on the door not wanting to give up. “I came all this way to talk to you and I won’t leave until you give me a chance.”

Suddenly the door opened and Lucy stumbled catching herself before she fell down. Then she was met with the very angry gaze of a blue haired woman now blocking the entrance.

“You’ve got some nerve kid, what do you want?” she glared.

Lucy stared straight back at the woman not losing her newfound confidence. “I am-”

“No, wait, don’t say anything.” Aquarius cut her off once again “I’m in a very bad mood, come back tomorrow or something.”

She started closing the door but Lucy put her foot between the door and the wall stopping her from doing that. “Please hear me out! My name is Lucy Heartfilia.” She managed to say as she tried to stop her from closing the door.

At that Aquarius loosened her grip on the door allowing it to open a bit more. “Layla’s brat?”

“Yeah.”

Aquarius closed her eyes seemingly contemplating a decision. “Fine, come in!” she finally caved in “Make it short though.”

The woman stepped away from the entrance allowing Lucy to enter the spacy room.

“So what is Layla’s kid doing here?” she cut straight to the point.

“Well, I was in town and I thought I would come visit you.” Lucy tried to slowly make her way to the point.

“Yeah, that’s nice and all. Now tell me why you’re really here. I haven’t seen you since you were a shrimp why did you decide to come now?”

There goes Lucy’s plan. She prepared herself, now was the time. “I want you to become my coach.”

The seconds of silence that followed her statement felt like hours. Then finally Aquarius squinted her eyes and broke the silence. “Are you being serious right now?”

“Yes, I want to take up professional skating.”

Aquarius sighed “Of course you do, what did I expect from Layla’s brat? And you want me to guide you in that I suppose.”

“Please, you’re the only one I could think of! It has been my dream since I was a child. I’ve been practicing for years, I promise I won’t disappoint you!”

“And does your father know about this?”

Lucy winced. She knew this was going to be brought up at some point. “My father, he… He doesn’t control my future. This is my dream and I’m going to make it reality.”

“So he doesn’t know and you came on your own.”

“He, uh.., will find out eventually?”

“Look kid, I don’t want to be caught up in your family drama. If Jude finds out about this you’re on your own.”

Lucy’s eyes brightened up “Does this mean you agree?”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself. Layla’s kid or not doesn’t mean I will be making exceptions for you. If you want to be my student you have to prove yourself.”

“I am not my mother. I will be making my own place!” Lucy was determined to get the woman’s approval.

Aquarius gave her a crooked smile “I like your spirit brat, follow me.”

Lucy smiled brightly “Thank you so much!”

“Hey, I haven’t accepted yet.” The woman frowned and stormed out of the room with Lucy on her toes.  

“So where are we going?” asked Lucy as she tried to catch up with the larger steps of the woman and failing at it.

“The ice rink.”

“Why?”

“I just told you, you have to prove yourself.”

“Right now?” this was not going well

“You have a problem with it?”

“No I just… I thought I would get more time to prepare.”

“Prepare for what? I want to see your skills right now not an organized performance.”

Aquarius finally stopped in front of twin metal doors and after fumbling a bit with a set of keys she opened them and stepped inside. Lucy could barely observe the world around her before the woman started talking again.

“We’re here. Do you have your skates with you?”

“Yes, they’re in my bag.”

“Good, put them on and go to the ice.”

Lucy got her skates out and stated putting them on. What was she going to do? She was confident in her skills but what if she failed? She just hoped the woman wouldn’t make her do anything too difficult.

“Hurry up!  I don’t have all day to wait for you.”

Lucy snapped out of her daze and speeded up her process eventually getting to the ice.

“So what do you want me to do now?”

“Now I want you to skate me something.”

“Like what?”

“Whatever you want, go wild. I just want to see your skills. If I like it I may consider being your coach.”

“Anything I want…”Lucy whispered to herself. She knew which routine she would be skating to! This might not be a failure after all! She knew it like the back of her hand by now.

She took her starting positions with her arms wide open and her eyes closed. She could feel the older skater’s calculating stare on her. Lucy took a big breath and let the music play in her mind as she moved to the non-existent rhythm.

When she was skating everything disappeared around her. It was just her and the ice. At that moment she forgot all about her worries, about impressing Aquarius. She was just dancing alone, her blades slashing across the ice, going through overly familiar steps.

Before she knew it she had stopped her arms clasped together for the final pose. Then all of her worries came back to her and Lucy frantically searched for Aquarius’s gaze to see if she liked it. They stared at each other silently for a few moments with Lucy’s worries only growing. Was it appropriate, did she make any mistakes?

“That routine… it was…”

“It’s my mom’s.” Lucy smiled to herself “I always saw her practicing that and she managed to teach me part of it before she… Well, I added some parts that I couldn’t remember on my own too.

“You know, you really look like your mother.” The woman’s gaze almost softened for a moment but it quickly disappeared, Lucy thinking it was just her imagination.

“I want you to know that I am very strict with my students and I expect you to follow whatever I say. I will not tolerate any tardiness or laziness from your side, is that clear?”

Lucy stared at Aquarius for a few seconds processing what she meant. Catching on, a wide grin started making its way to her face. “So this means I passed!”

“It means you’re not as horrible as I expected you to be. Damn it, now I have to sign all this paperwork because of you. Wait here I’ll be back in a moment.”

When Lucy was left alone she let out a scream of joy, spinning around on the ice in excitement. She had done it, she got herself a coach! The girl felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She was one step closer to her dream. Oh, she couldn’t wait to tell Levy!

“That was awesome!”

Lucy yelped, startled by the sudden voice behind her. She thought she was alone when did someone come in? Looking for the source of the voice she recognized the pink-haired man from before. He was waving at her, leaning at the rink railing and a childish smile on his face.

Lucy carefully approached him from inside the rink. “It’s you again. You scared me, I didn’t know you were here!”

“Hey, maybe I’m secretly a ninja!” the man pulled his scarf up to his nose covering half of his face “Nin-nin”

Lucy couldn’t suppress a laugh “You’re ridiculous.” The man grinned at her. “Are you even allowed to be here?”

“Well… sort of? That’s why I was hiding! The crazy woman didn’t notice me at all.” He finished proudly.

“Wait, since when are you hiding?” he didn’t see her whole routine, did he?

“Since you started skating! I was passing by and I noticed you from outside. That was a really amazing performance!”

“You liked it?” Lucy smiled as she felt warming up on the inside. Someone had really liked her performance! Lucy wasn’t used to showing her skating to other people so it felt so good getting praised for it!

“Of course I did, you weirdo!”

And she was brought back to reality. “I told you to stop calling me that!”

“Then what should I call you?”

“What?”

“See, that’s why you’re a weirdo. You haven’t told me your name yet, you know.” he shot a bright smile.

“Oh, right! I’m Lucy, nice to meet you!” she extended her arm.

The boy reached to clasp her hand. “I’m Na-“

“NATSU, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING HERE?”

They both turned around to see Aquarius glaring at them from the entrance.

“Oh no, the crazy lady’s back! I got to go!”

“WHO’S A CRAZY LADY?” She was now furious, that was not a good choice of words.

Natsu looked at Lucy with a scared look on his face “I really have to go, see you around Lucy!” and he bolted to the exit door with Aquarius throwing curses after him.

“Yeah, I’ll see you around!” mumbled Lucy.

“That brat really gets on my nerves! Does he have a death wish?” Aquarius was fuming. “YOU!”

“YES!” Lucy flinched.

“We need to talk about your schedule and the contract. Get out of the ice and follow me.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Lucy’s thoughts couldn’t help but wonder to the strange man, Natsu. Without knowing it he had helped her a lot even if he was a bit annoying, calling her a weirdo all the time. She didn’t get a chance to thank him… She would be sure to do so once she meets him again. Yeah that was a good plan! Lucy kept smiling for the rest of the day.

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