#zervis week

Title: Splinters

Genre: Fluff

“OW!” Mavis cried, trying to jerk her foot away from Zeref. He held tight to it, however, giving her a stern look.

“That’s what you get for going barefoot everywhere!” He said. “If you wore shoes then you wouldn’t be in pain right now!”

“You don’t have to rub it in!” Mavis said. “And I hate shoes!”

“More or less than you hate me having to dig splinters out of your feet? Well?” He added, when she didn’t respond.

“I’ll have to get back to you on that, Zeref,” she snapped. “I haven’t decided yet.” Zeref rolled his eyes and returned to his medic duties. Mavis returned to complaining loudly, jerking her foot away from him and making his task very difficult.

“OH MY GOD!” Zeref cried, after he nearly succeeded in removing the splinter, but Mavis’s twitching thwarted him. “Do you want this splinter out of your foot or not?”

“Of course I do!” She replied angrily, glaring at him.

“Then will you please hold still? I’ve almost got it.” Mavis crossed her arms haughtily and huffed, looking off to the side. Zeref sighed in resignation, then took her foot in hand once again. Thankfully, Mavis managed to hold still long enough for him to dislodge the splinter. Once he had extracted it he held it up for her examine. “See? This is why we wear shoes.”

“It’s not my fault that the storm blew wood chips and splinters from the construction site into our yard!” Zeref declined to respond, instead applying antiseptic to the lightly bleeding wound and placing a small bandaid over it.

Zeref, now seeking to make peace between himself and his girlfriend, sat next to her and, without warning, tackled her in a hug. Mavis squeaked in alarm as he knocked her back onto the couch, rubbing his face up against hers in the way he knew she hated.

“Cut it oout~~!” She whined.

“But I lo-ove you!” He replied, unable to hold back his chuckle at her feeble struggling.

“I hate you!” She replied, trying to wriggle out of his grip. When she failed she sighed, seeming to accept her fate, until. . . 

“AGH!” Zeref cried, trying to distance himself from Mavis’s tickling fingers. “ST-O-P!” He wheezed between laughs.

*AHHH! My complete lack of concept of time has foiled me again! I didn’t realize it was Zervis week! So here’s my late submission for day 4!

Trembling, Zeref took a step back, then another, and another. His feet flew out from under him, and he came face to face with the face of the body he’d just tripped over. “A-a-uuwahh!” He screamed, scrambling back as quickly as he could. He clambered to his feet and stumbled outside, travelling as fast as he could on his trembling legs. He couldn’t see, he couldn’t think, and every time he closed his eyes he saw them, the faces of the men he’d killed. The black cloud of destruction that had sprung from his body and engulfed everything around him, sucking the life out of everything, and everyone, around him. He didn’t know what had happened, he didn’t know why it had happened, but all of the sudden everyone he had ever known was dead again. Only, this time, somehow, he had killed them.

It was several hours later, and he was huddled, still trembling and now covered in his own sick, under a tree that he had killed, still without meaning too. When he’d eventually calmed down enough to regain cognitive process he’d realized two things: that he’d fled into the forest, and that he’d been cursed by the God Anksharam. After this epiphany he’d gone through several different intense, yet conflicting, emotions. The first, after his initial terror, was even more terror, but of a different kind. His fear of loneliness engulfed him, raging through his body and ejecting the contents of his stomach. Next came the insane hope that this was all a dream, that he was only in a nightmare, and in a few moments one of the professors would shake him awake and tell him he’d overslept for his lessons.

After the hope came the grief, crashing over him and forcing tears out of his eyes. His throat was raw from screaming, but he continued to scream as the numbness set in, because he just wanted to feel something. Eventually he lost his voice, not that it mattered. His throat felt like it was swelling, and swallowing was painful. He supposed that he should get some water, but he didn’t bother to get up from his hiding spot, knowing that now dehydration couldn’t harm him.

He was immortal now, trapped eternally in this abyss of pain and grief.

Zeref shook off the flashback, although the reality facing him now wasn’t much better. Perhaps it was worse. He’d finally found another source for hope, an outlet for all the things inside himself he’d been holding in for centuries. He should have known better. He should have known that he would not be allowed such things. He should have realized that if the heavens were providing him with some small happiness that they were only waiting to snatch that happiness away from him when he least expected it.

He realized it now. He understood that, now, as he cradled Mavis’s body in his arms, her curse hadn’t been a punishment for her, it had been just another cruel trick played on him by the heavens to make him believe he could ever be anything other than alone in his eternal suffering.

He trembled, even harder than he had that day, the day of his first kill, because he’d lost so much more. He’d lost his first love. His only love, now. He would never repeat this mistake. He got to his feet, stumbling slightly when his body didn’t want to cooperate, the ghost of her kiss lingering on his lips, his first kiss, and the only one he would ever allow himself.

Zervis Wek day 4: First Rated T

“So, how long are we gonna keep him here?” Laxus asked as he watched the dark wizard Zeref in an anti-magic cell rounded with runes that stated he couldn`t lie and he must always answer if needed.

The whole guild was in the basement where Lumen Historie was located before. Upstair, Warren and people from other guilds were trying to contact their comrades and in another room all the hurt and beaten were being tended to.

“I don`t know....” Mavis said as her eyes were stuck in Zeref.

“Excuse me, First Fairy Tail Master....” Jellal said as he steppe near the cell. “May I ask the dark wizard a question?” She nodded shortly “Zeref,..” Said mage raised his head to look at the bluenette. “Did my actions in the tower of heaven had any reprocautions in your being? Di it change something for you?”

“It just showed me that time changes rumors into palpable legends” He responded with a sight. 

“My turn!” Meredy shouted and raised her hand “Are you alergic to something?”

“Strawberries” A loud and overdramatic gasp was heard as a scarlet mage had her hand on her mouth in pure horror. “My skin itches and my eyes become watery”

“Did you ever went to school? Levy asked from other part of the room. 

“I was accepted in an university at the age of 7, so I guess yuo could say that”

“For how long have you been alive?” Freed asked him this time.

“521 years”

They kept on asking him questions, from historic doubts to personal questions. In a time it looked as if he was having fun. However, Mavis never let her eyes wonder. They were locked into Zeref as if she took her sight out of him, he would escape.

“Did you ever had a girlfrind?” Mira suddenly asked making everyone in the room start cat-calling.

“No.” Zeref said simply. “And my first kiss ended a life”

“Wait, the first was your first kiss?” Cana said asked. “A 12 year old looking girl? Talk about desperate.”

“He wouldn`t be such a loser if he didn`t mess around with thing he shouldn`t have...” Natsu commented.

Zervis Week -  DAY 5

Zervis Week: Day 4 - First

Dialogue:

M: Zeref, I want to tell you something! It’s a secret! ♥

Z: What? ♥

M: I love you! ♥

“Maavis...Sweetheart...You have to wake up... “ said the brown haired man, shaking the little ball lying under the blankets of the bed.

The ball moved and grumbled. He laughed. She was really a big sleeper. He shook it again and this time she turned, facing him.

“ Hn...D..on't want to...” mumbled the girl hiding from the light of the sun.  

He smiled. She was really cute. Her hair was messy and her pyjama was according to her lovely and sleepy face. He really didn t want to wake her up, but he had to. Mavis had a meeting with Makarov and other Guilds Masters at 9am and it was already 8:30am. She was going to be late again. He sighed and removed the blankets from her body. The blond haired girl couldn't retain a cry of surprise. She tried again to hide from the sun and put her pillow on her head.

“Oh no, it won't be this easy Mavis...” Zeref laugh approching himself from the bed.

He caught her feet and began to get her out of the bed. The young woman cried again aggriping herself to the edges.

“ NOOO ! PLEASE DON'T SEPERATE UUUS ! MY BEEEEEEEEEEEED ! “ she screamed, sobbing while the brown was holding her in his arms, taking her to the kitchen.

Sometimes, Zereph wondered if she really loved him more than her bed...He sighed, smiling.

Mavis really wasn't a morning girl.

W: Here is the Third day of the Zervis week! It’s really short, but it’s normal, I wanted it to be. So why didn’t I write a cute drabble with Zereph cuddling with Mavis? Because I’m sure that Mavis like sleeping, and staying in bed. EVERYONE LIKE SLEEPING AND STAYING IN BED. That’s why I wrote it like that, and about that topic, ‘cause I’m sure it could happen lol. Hope you enjoyed, I’m going to bed ‘cause I’m so fucking tireeed. Byyee c: