darkfairyfox13

Gratsu Week - Day 1: Birthday It was Erza's birthday, and Lucy swore she had never seen a strawberry cake that huge. However, more than just Fairy Tail was there to celebrate. She had friends in many guilds, and Magnolia as a city was proud of their Titania. Out in the street was a festival, and Lucy had seen "Erza" action figures being sold in stores all across town. "This is amazing," the blonde cried out. "Are all birthdays like this?" "No," Gray told her, already half naked and ignoring the heart-filled eyes of Juvia. "Laxus doesn't want anyone to celebrate his birthday, and since Gildarts is rarely here, we just have a toast in his hono

"Hello everyone!" you said as you bursted into Maou's apartment. Emi, Chiho, and Suzuno were all there. "Good [Name], I thought you had school at this hour," Suzuno said. "I graduated last week," you said. You met the Devil King, Maou, and his servant, Ashiya, through Emi. You had decided to get a job after moving out, and you started work at Docodemo, where you met Emi. You knew all about the Ente Isla stuff, since you're dad was a fallen angel. You and Chiho went to the same high school, only you were eighteen and she was sixteen. You also knew about her crush on Maou, and liked to tease her about it. Chiho often teased you about hav

"Grrr!!! Stop beating me, (Y/N)!!!!" "Well, quit sucking at this game and maybe, you'll win." "THAT'S IT!!!! LET'S GO AGAIN!!! THIS TIME I WILLL WIN FOR SURE!!!!" "Urushihara, please keep it down." Ashiya complained over a hot stove. "Shh! I'm trying to concentrate!!!" Urushihara complained while bashing the buttons on his PSVida. You and Lucifer have been playing (Favorite Two-Player Game) for at least 2 hours now and had 59 matches of the game and you won every single one of those game matches. "Dammit! How do you keep beating me?!?!"  "I don't know. Maybe you just suck at this game." You said while cracking you fingers and stretching

Summary: The other nations don't think Germany has enough passion to dance. He proves them wrong. GerIta, mentions of Russia/America. The club was dim, but that was how they wanted it. The nations had opted for a more intimate atmosphere for their traditional get-together after the World Meeting, and when Spain had suggested this dance club they had pounced on the idea. The only particularly bright spot was the large dance floor in the middle of the room. The place was reasonably crowded, and so was the dance floor. The lights illuminated the couples, locked in the passionate dances of Spanish ballroom. The dancers swayed back and forth, t

"Stop it! Just cut it out! Leave me alone!" "You have thick hair Lovi~ Please come back! I'll stop brushing it I promise!" It took a while for the Spaniard to catch up to the agitated Italian. "You always... run from me... why?" "Just tell me damn it! Stop teasing me! I've had enough of it!" "Wh.. what do you mean?" Romano didn't want to say it, he didn't think he'd ever bring it this far, but he couldn't take being teased anymore, and he had to know, he had to find out why this all seemed so realistic. "You can have my inheritance, you can take anything you want.. just... stop playing with me!" "Romano... what d... what are you talki

“ANIKI!!!” South Korea cried as he burst through the door. China sighed and shook his head. He didn’t bother looking from his dumplings – or what were soon to be once they were done – as he questioned. “What is it now, aru?” South Korea entered, tears in his eyes. “Aniki, something bad has happened! It’s (Name)!” China stopped and looked at him seriously and worried. “What happened to (Name), aru?!” “She's mad at me for no reason!” China relaxed and sighed and turned back to his dumplings. “Trying to claim her chest for South Korea IS a reason, aru.&rdqu

"You do know that this won't make me say it, right?" questioned Emil, directing it at both you and Lukas. "We never said that was the reason." you defended, with Lukas nodding his heading, showing his agreement with your statement. "It's obvious though…" mumbled Emil. You see, you and Lukas have been having a bet to see if within a week, if Lukas could get Emil to call him "Onii-chan" or if you could get him to call you "Onee-chan". The winner gets whatever they want from the loser. You were not related to them, but all of you were childhood friends, so you were practically like family. "L-lets just start playing. Lukas, truth or dar

  Snog.  It sounded a bit funny.  But what did it mean?  These were the thoughts that filled your mind as you continued on your stroll around the park near your house. Earlier, Francis had come up to you and told you to ask Arthur to snog you...  When you had asked what the word 'snog' meant, he merely did that funny 'Ohonhonhon~' laugh of his, his perverted smirk growing a bit wider. He then said, 'Arthur will show you soon, ma cherie!' before walking away, leaving you confused.  You had considered looking it up, but being the lazy person you were you decided not to. Snog couldn't be a bad thing, could it?  ...Well, maybe it coul

Arthur watched the delicate white flakes drift past the window, thin tendrils of ice snaking over the glass. The world was awash in a swirl of gray-blues and whites, even the trees just beyond his garden frozen and wreathed in ice. Arthur sipped his tea, and turned away from the window, sitting on his favorite armchair and opening a book. The fire crackled gently in the grate, warm orange tones dancing over the floor and walls. Someone pounded on the door, startling Arthur. His book fell to the floor from its perch on his lap, his tea threatening to spill as he lurched forward. After a calming breath, slight irritation set in. Arthur set hi