6) describe your personality in 3 words or lessHanna:Fluffball, Timid and CleverRaya: Introvert, Artsy and Stubborn.RachAnn: Passionate Spaz Empathetic

10) how would you describe your style?Hanna:Very chill. I am informal person, I do deal with grandstandingRaya: Very relaxed. Usually a jeans and a T-shirt. (Even if Hanna thinks I am a prep)RachAnn: Flowy yet edgy

14) if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?Raya: Chartres, France. Why- small franch town that surisingly has a anime presence and still about an hr drive from paris if i wanna go shoppingHanna-Eeek. Either Israel for the obvs reasons of me being Jewish. But strangely I am really interested in living in China. Like the country not city part, I find it very beautiful and I’ve always been attracted to this country.RachAnn: New Zealand. It’s beautiful. Or Washington state. I love snowy rainy weather

23) describe your dream dateRaya:Alamo draft house (Movie theater in Texas) dinner that while watching an anime marathon or just a regular movie.Hanna:Personally a midnight picnic and watching the stars and just talking would be great. (Please do not reference trashykawa)RachAnn: Exploring second hand book stores then grocery shopping for dinner and watching anime while we cook / eat

Part One

Roses are Blue

              Her red hair was seen flying through the halls of the Palace in Ishgar’s capitol. Flower petals left a trail as they fell from the bouquet she had in her arms. Beautiful blue roses. His favorite. He said he loved the way they looked against her skin, next to her hair. He said they made her light up a room even more, if that were possible.

           Laughter and snide chuckles could be heard that day under the breathes of dragons and mages alike. He had been gone for a month or so, maybe longer. On some detail mission to scope out the new threat trying to make its way across the sea. Mages and dragons in Fiore for some reason, have been at war. The war was on the cusp of spilling onto their doorsteps here. Blood was starting to fill the sea between them.

             Eileen dropped the roses on the floor as she slammed herself into him, embracing him. “You’re okay.” She sighed as tears started to roll down her face. “I missed you so much.” She whispered. He tenderly lifted her face to his and kissed her nose. “It was too long.” He groaned. “Next time, you’re coming with me, my Queen.” He brushed his lips against hers. Her body went into a frenzy at his touch. Just as she was about to entangle herself in him, she had to throw her self away. Quickly to a pail, she knelt by his bed, and gagged.

           “Oh my, what’s this?” he said worriedly as he pulled her hair back, and helped her hold the pail still. She took a breath, as if to say something, but could not. Her head was back in the pail, and he was doing everything he could to comfort her in the moment.

           Once the spell was over, she curled up in his bed with a cup of water and a pillow. “I’m sorry.” She whispered. He shook his head and sighed. “Well, that’s certainly not the exciting home coming I was looking for.” He laughed, “but I’m just glad to be home. With you.” He brushed a few strands of red hair from her face. He growled affectionately as he looked her deeply in the eyes. “We’ve got a lot to talk about. I saw so much while I was there. Learned so much.” He said almost uncomfortably. “but first, tell me about your time while I was away.”

           Her face flushed and she fumbled over her words. “Oh no, just you know..keeping things running smoothly here. More meetings with the dragons as we try to plan for the coming war. Nothing too exciting,..” her hand moved to her stomach. “except…”  He raised an eyebrow at her. “Stop playing word games, except what?”

           “I’ll tell you tomorrow.” She promised. “Spend the night with me. Let’s not talk of anything, just show me how much you missed me.” She cooed as she pulled at his black cloak. He grinned at her, pulling her onto his lap as she tangled her hands in his wild hair. “Are you sure you’re up for that? You wont be getting any sleep if that’s the case.” He whispered against her neck. She nodded as she traced his jaw with her tongue.

Part Two

          The sun had been set for a good couple hours, and the men’s dorms where non active. Apparently the banshee had chased many of the guild guys off to sleeping on and under tables in the main hall. Levy sat quietly in Gajeel’s lap, who was hiding them both on top of a support beam needing to be fixed from the rumble a week or so ago between Natsu and Gray over something stupid.

       Levy held her breath as she watched Erza and her group clamor passed them. Gajeel’s face looked grumpier than usual as he watched them. Shaking his head and rubbing his eyes, exhausted he tried his best to ignore them. They were finally out of that hall and off somewhere else, when Levy let out a sigh of relief. Gajeel growled at her. “Excuse you.” She humphed and crossed her arms. “You are so grumpy today, dragon.” He clenched his jaw and eyed her. “Relax” she cooed as she kissed his nose. “Maybe we should start this job in your room.” She giggled mischievously. “Don’t tease me woman!” She side glanced at him, “who said I was? I’m bored anyway.” she whispered as she stretched up wrapping her arms around his neck and tangling them in his wild black hair. She looked up at him and winked.

       He grasped her around the waist firmly and threw her over his shoulder as he jumped down. “Now yerh in for it.” He growled as he chewed on some nails.

       Throwing her down on his bed not so gently, he smirked at her, “what’s the safe word today?” she smiled up at him playfully. “Ghost.” He teased as he started pulling her yellow dress off with his teeth. He quickly ripped their clothes off and made himself comfortable. Levy did her best to stifle her voice, but her moans crept out with every motion.

Just as he was making his way passed her hips with his tongue, they heard a scream. A blood chilling scream. They froze. Levy’s face went white and she fought back tears. Gajeel threw his shirt on her quickly and tucked her comfortably against his chest. She pouted. “You jinxed us.” She sighed as she ran her fingers around on his bare chest.

       They heard the scream again. “Shhh.” He growled as he listened. “It sounds like it is coming from downstairs.” He whispered as he exited his room, closing the door quietly. “You don’t think,…it’s a real ghost.” Levy cried “An actual ghost.” She cringed as she plastered herself to Gajeel.

       He sighed heavily. “I don’t care what it is honestly. I just want it to shut the hell up.”  He looked down at Levy and smirked. “Cus if I gotta stay with you shorty, I won’t be getting any sleep either. After a couple days of that we will both be sore and grumpy.”

Hey all!! #AdminRachAnn here :D

Just wanted to say hello and show  you all we are real people (unfortunately we aren’t dragons slayers. super bummed about that)

Anyway! Thank you so much for all the love, reading and sharing <3

I am right now working on pt 2 for White Demon and pt 4 for Little Brown Book. I am also working on Achnologia and Eileen fic thanks to the fairy tail manga I read yesterday. *squeal*

I am considering a Yuri on Ice fic as well as some Magic-Kyun Renaissance.

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Oh and a lil about me. I love anime and manga (obvs) I super love gajevy and miraxus. I have two little monsters with my werewolf husband, who are amazing. I have blue hair ;) I’m in a cosplay group as Sailor Chibi Moon and I super could live on tea and coffee (basically I do) I love love fandoms. I am a writer (working on getting a lit agent to get a couple books published) and I play the violin (I miss playing it, I no longer have one, but one day I’ll get back to it)

 Part 3

             “Please don’t scream.” He whispered in her ear as he firmly wrapped his arms around her. Grabbing the cloak from the floor he covered them both. He pressed his finger to his lip motioning for her to be silent. She nodded, still in a daze and confused beyond words. He lifted her in his arms and quietly walked over to the banister. It was pitch black, nothing could be seen except for the flashes of lightning here and there from the storm outside. Levy closed her eyes, afraid to look for the terror that was lurking, that struck fear into the man holding her. “What kind of a monster he must be to scare someone like ..this..” she thought to herself as she tried to focus on the danger in front of them, instead of the muscular body pressing her against it. Her face was so red, she was certain she must be glowing in the dark at this point. “Pull yourself together” she groaned to herself.

           Nuzzling his mouth against her ear, “Shhh…please. I promise I’ll get you out of here. Just don’t freak out okay.” She didn’t have time to respond before she felt them slipping away. She could feel herself against his chest, and he hadn’t moved his legs, but they were falling. She opened her eyes just in time to see the floor was now above them. She opened her mouth to scream, but thankfully nothing came from it. Everything looked so distorted and strange. She was looking up at the floor, and up at the book cases, but from where, and why was it all so vivid and bright. She looked at him, and he could see the millions of questions vying for her tongue swimming around in her eyes. He shook his head at her, “not now” he mouthed silently.

           She was dizzy. Everything was catching up to her, and she fell in and out of consciousness. At one point, lightning was zapping around the library halls, and fire was flying through the air. She felt like they were swimming through the floor of library in some hidden dimension. Her stomach began to turn, she wasn’t sure if it was the nerves or the movement, but suspected the combination of them. Her hands flew to her mouth, and she struggled to swallow the vomit that was swooshing around in her throat. Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked up at the red eyed man who was doing everything within in his power to get them out of the library alive. “But why? Who are you? Why me? What the hell is going on!”

           They jumped out of the ground right outside of the main entrance. Levy pushed herself away from the man, and scrambled over the grass. She gasped for air between each hurl. The black haired shook his head violently and covered his nose. “Ah lev, cmon it wasn’t that bad. I took it as slow as I could even.” He walked over to her hesitantly, ripping the bottom of his shirt, and handed it to her. “Cmon, we can’t sit here. They’ll be on our heels in no time.”

           As she was wiping her mouth, apologizing profusely, fire and lighting barreled out the main doors. “Gajeel!” growled a pink haired man who was on fire. “You wont get away from us this time.” Howled the yellow haired man whose footsteps were shooting lightning with each thud. Their eyes were pitch black, and their mouths were dripping of some kind of purple mist.

Part 2

             He was so close to her, that she almost forgot about his intense gaze, entranced by his warm breath on her face. It smelled of metal, with a tinge of cinnamon. Her senses seemed oddly overtaken by him. Fear flew out the window as infatuation took hold.

           “What book can I help you find?” she squeaked trying to snap out of her daze. He smirked at her leaning his arm against the book case behind her, looking quizzically at her. He threw his cape hood off revealing his jet black wild hair. “I’m not here for a book, Lev, I’m here for you.” he whispered. “You’re a mage aren’t ya?” He sniffed the crook of her neck. “I can smell it on you.” He groaned. Shaking his head to rid himself of her enticing smell he closed his eyes sighing heavily “I need your help.” He pushed himself away from her and unbuckled his cloak, letting it fall to the ground with a thud. He was adorned in a dark green tunic, of a make she had never witnessed in book or on the streets. His muscles were easily visible and the fabric didn’t look strong enough to hold him in them.

           Levy was light headed as she let the weight of his words roll around in her mind. “I’m sorry, a what?” She tried to scoot farther into the bookcase. “He’s crazy. He’s absolutely mad.” She thought to herself. Looking around she tried to locate the door to the stairs, she was too high up to jump from the window. “Help.” She was screaming over and over in her head. Fear was creeping back into her body, and she began to feel like she was drowning, unable to breath. He eyed her, sighing. “I guess ya are not familiar with your magic then?” He started walking off into one of the nearby isles behind one of the many bookcases on the second floor. “I’ll give you a minute to catch your breath, but Lev, we don’t have a lot of time. I’m sure they will be here shortly. We really do need to leave before ‘they’ get here.” He disappeared behind the row labeled ‘M’.

“They? They who?” she tried to call after him, but nothing came out. She tried to move her legs to go after him, but they wouldn’t budge. She fell to the floor in a disheveled mess. Tears were falling onto her yellow dress, leaving a mustard like color. “None of that.” She heard from behind the book case she was slumped up against. “I can’t handle all those, feeling things..especially the leak from your eyeballs kind.” She covered her face in her knees, speaking to the ground “I ..I don’t even know what your name is. How did you know who I am? What is going on? Please! Tell me! I can’t handle being left in the dark.”

           He came around the bookcase, walking slowly towards her, hesitantly. “I’m not sure where to start.” He said quietly. “I wasn’t the one supposed to be coming for ya. We should have had more time. But,” he stared at the floor angrily. “They ruined everything. They destroyed a whole society over night.” He sighed and sat next to her. “At whatever point your powers decided to present themselves to you, someone would have been notified and you would have been assigned a mentor, a teacher, a team. Truth is.” He rubbed the back of his neck looking up at the ceiling. “I found you marked in my masters book of the sleeping, what we call the ones who haven’t had powers stir yet. I don’ even know what your power is. But I’m out numbered, and out matched. Even if all you can do is help me research, ..” He pointed to his cloak. “That was my master’s, and he has vast collection of records and junk. I can’t sort the important information from the save for archives stuff.” He looked at her fiercely. “There’s a chance I can save them, and I can’t without you.”

Part One

         Walking into the guild hall, Levy looked around for the others. She scooted onto a seat next to Gajeel, sinking into his arm. He tensed slightly, still getting used to their out in the open affections. Looking up at him she smiled nervously. He took a deep breath, rolled his eyes and pulled her in closer to him. Natsu, yawned, instead of snickering. Happy lay sprawled all over the table. Gray was snoozing next to Natsu, and Juvia was drooling while she fussed over his hair.

       Erza and Lucy quietly took their seats next to the guys. “What’s this meeting about?” Lucy whispered to Levy. Levy shook her head quickly, “I have no idea. Do you, Gajeel?” she whispered. They turned to him, and their faces froze as the realized he had fallen asleep. “What is with them?” Lucy growled as she poked Natsu. He didn’t flinch.

       Laxus walked passed them slowly, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he made his way over to the bar. Lisanna smiled quickly grabbing him some breakfast and a mug of beer. He shook his head. “water.” He grunted as kindly as possible while rubbing his forehead.

       Sitting on the bar top next to Laxus, the Master cleared his throat. “I have work for you. All of you. Immediately.” He said hoarsely. “If this continues, we will all perish..” The room fell silent. All ears perked up to listen carefully. Gajeel growled and pulled Levy closer to him, taking the Masters words gravely. “We will all perish.” Makarov whispered. “from exhaustion.” He cried and fell over on the bar top. “I can’t take that screaming ghost anymore. Someone figure out how to kill it again! Or bring it peace. I don’t care what you brats do, but I’m tired and I need my beauty sleep.”

       Laxus slammed his empty cup of water down grumbling as he left the hall. “Getting an early start, that’s my boy.” Makarov wailed. Laxus shook his head and yelled back to him. “I’m going back to bed old man. Leave me out of this.”

       Levy buried herself in Gajeel’s hair. “What ya doin shrimp.” He griped as he pulled her out from behind him. “Ghh..ghhost.” she cried Lucy scooted closer to Natsu who was crying. “I am gonna die..” he whined. “If someone doesn’t get rid of that thing so we can sleep. It screams all night in the guys dorm.” Erza eyed him. “then sleep at your house?” she said matter of factly. “It’s being renovated.” He said sadly. “MY appartment!” yelled Lucy. Her face turned red and she began yanking on his hair. “Mine. Mine. That’s why I am staying with Erza in the girls dorms! Go back to YOUR house Natsu.” Happy rubbed his belly. “But there is no food there.” He whined.

           It was near the end of fall. Leaves were drowning in the thunderstorm raining down on this evening. The study hall was empty, only crisp buzzes could be heard when the lights on the tables would flicker. Two more hours until close, but no one was out in the storm tonight, and if they were, they certainly weren’t wasting their Saturday night at the Grand Willow’s cathedral of a library.

           Levy sighed as she leaned against the ladder, four rows up, as she realized the book she needed to put away was on the kart, on the ground, out of reach. She hung her head in defeat as she started down the ladder carefully. Her little black flats were slippery from trying to close some windows on the third floor that weren’t supposed to be open while Poseidon raged outside. She clutched the ladder tightly, making it to the ground safely. She spun around towards the kart and fell flat on her butt, with a pufft of a thud. She sat there, in tears of frustration, and truth be told a little pain, feeling defeated. “I just want to go home.” She grumbled as she rubbed her bottom, crawling towards the kart. “I bet Lu-chan is having a blast, writing while she fends Natsu and happy off of her cabinets. Those cheeky little dumpsters. They eat everything.” She giggled as she clung to the kart lifting herself to standing. “There you are.” She griped. Plucking the small brown book titled ‘Magical Herbs of Willow Grove’. She scoffed at the book. “Magical my ass.” She whispered to the book angrily.

           Just as she was getting a leg up on the ladder, the tall, heavy, carved wooden doors thrust open. Water and wind rushed through the libraries main hall, wet leaves screaming as they scattered about. Levy dropped the book running to the railing looking over the main hall, “CLOSE THE DOORS!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. The blue haired pixie of a woman quickly put her hands over her mouth, scared by the sound of her voice. Her eyes met those of the hooded figure who had turned around coldly after closing the doors as if it were nothing. They sent a chill up her spine. It looked like there was fire dancing around in them. Shaking in fear, she squeaked “thank you.”  

She turned around to pick up the book she had dropped. Head down, she darted for the stairs. As she neared them, she could hear heavy footsteps, climbing up them. They sounded like lead on the marble stairs. She was certain they were going to break under the thunderous clang of the stranger’s boots. Panic set in. Levy clutched the book to her chest as she snuggled up to the nearest book case, hoping he would not notice her small self and walk right passed her. She squeezed her eyes shut and held her breath, praying he would walk passed her. She heard the door to the second floor open. She bit her lip, the pain and blood distracted her throwing her mind into a pile of thoughts.

Levy felt a tender finger reach out and touch her mouth. “You didn’t do that ‘cus of me did ya?” He said softly, in his rough low toned voice. Red eyes met her gaze when she slowly, terrified, opened hers.