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Gruvia: The Scarf and the Body PillowJuvia walked into the Guild. Her wavy blue hair bounced whenever she walked. The water mage was wearing a blue cotton jacket with white fluff on the edges of her sleeves and collar. Hugging her legs were extra warm blue pants with black boots with water droplet studs circling the ankle. Everyone seemed pretty happy in Fairy Tail. Natsu was eating a bucket load of ham and chicken. Happy was talking to Carla and Lily. Lucy and Mirajane were laughing happily. Elfman, Lisanna, and Evergreen were looking at the job board. Gajeel and Levy were having a silly argument while Jet and Droy cheered Levy on. Erza was talking with Master Makarov while Wendy twirled around in her new yellow winter dress. The only person missing in the Guild was Gray.
It has been a day since Juvia had offered Gray her body pillow as an apology from the scarf. She was 100% positive it was still buried in the freezing snow by the stairs. Juvia sighed. She was not gonna cry. She cried enough when the ice mage refused he
Jerza: Just The Girl Part 11"Hey Erza, can I come in?"
Erza smiled. She wiped her puffy eyes as she stepped aside. "Of course." The red head was dying in need of a friend right now. After crying for what seemed like forever over the death of her best friend, Simon, she just needed some comfort. Jellal nodded as he walked into her apartment with an eager smile on his face. Erza shut the door and walked to where the bluenette was. She couldn't help looking him over: his black buttoned up shirt had four bottoms open, revealing a nice top of his chest, his jeans hugged him as he walked, the holes baring an inch or two of his skin. "D-Did you hear the news?" Erza couldn't help asking.
Jellal looked at her over his shoulder. She walked by him, head low as she sat down on the couch, placing her hands on her dress as she crossed her legs. "No. Why, what happened?" His tone of voice said he could care less. 'That's not like him…'
Erza dismissed the thought as Jellal sat next to her. His legs touched hers, sending e
IchiRuki: Now or NeverIchigo and Rukia leaped through the window of the Kurosaki Clinic into Ichigo's bedroom. They had just defeated a hollow in the area. They were still in the Soul Reaper black kimonos as Ichigo closed the window shut while Rukia stood froze her hands by her sides. "Wow," she whispered softly, her left hand running down her chin length raven hair. "Your room hasn't changed at all." She glanced at Ichigo over her shoulder and asked, "Where's Kon?"
Ichigo shrugged as he faced her and cracked his neck. "Who knows?" Ichigo knew very well where the mod soul was. He hid him his sister's closet; he was wearing a doll dress hanging on a hanger. "Don't you dare make a sound!" Ichigo had told Kon firmly. "This will be Rukia's first time back to my house; I don't want you ruining anything!" Kon had cursed and struggled but was calmed down when Ichigo threatened to get Yuzu to play dress up with Kon. Ichigo knew that his two sisters were at a friend's house while Isshin was at work.
To The Beach! (jerza) Crossover *Fairy Fest*Fairy Tail Crossover (Jellal and Erza)
Spice and Wolf
Jellal sighed as he looked at his horse. He ran his hand down his black horse’s coat, whispering soft words to it. It was dawn and the sun was just starting to come out of hiding over the sea. The bluenette decided to stop his journey and head to the beach.
“Is it morning yet?” said a female voice coming from the cart filling with raccoon skins.
Well…not exactly his journey. Jellal sighed slowly as he faced his cart and spotted a thick, fluffy scarlet tail hanging on the edge of the wooden cart. “Not quite,” he said as he placed his hands on the cart and gazed down inside the cart. He was wearing a white buttoned up shirt and brown pants with dark brown boots. His shirt blew against the wind, causing the air on his arms to rise. A light lush formed on his cheeks as the tail began to shake back and forth. “You should get ready, Erza. We leave in ten minutes.”
Jerza: Just the Girl Part 10"Where is he?" Erza thought as she sat on her couch, still in her bakery uniform. She crossed her legs and sighed. Her hand reached up and pulled off the ponytail holding up her long hair. Scarlet waved cascading down her shoulders and back. She blew a strand of hair out of her eyes. Her eyes looked at the clock. It was seven o'clock. Erza had to walk home alone; she supposed Jellal had to watch his little sister. It was weird; she didn't see the bluenette at school today. 'Maybe I should call Simon again.' She found it odd that he wasn't here; he was always here when she came home from work.
Erza pulled out her cell phone and dialed her best friend's number. It rang seven times until she heard his voice telling her to leave a message. Erza released an aggravated breath before the beep rang. "Hey, it's me again. Where the hell are you? If it's about that kiss…" Erza blushed, remembering Simon's lips press against hers quickly. "Look, can we please talk about what happened? I hav
Abandoned ChapelThe parish waits now,
the loneliness of corners
crawling outward on walls--
chipped away by the wind,
and held together
by silk spindles;
cobwebs align them like the membranes of memories,
the cut of a jewel in an broken window
against the sun
where beads of rain
gather in a mesh of strands
a new Mosaic
against the backdrop of a cemetery;
My eyes seek out the sermon
in close proximity,
paint no distance
between headstone and cloud;
elegies topple each other
in their climb to heaven
as light trickles
over the shade,
breathes a new glow over snuffed candles.
I feel the weight in these empty rows,
how a breath couldn't cease to be breath
in the midst of prayer.
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