ironbookworm replied to your post “I know I said I’d work on the current requests (and I totally am!) but...”
FlareXLucy! Please?
Hopefully it's not awful ... I feel like it is though, but I tried and I hope you enjoy it.
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They were in Lucy's home, Lucy on the couch and Flare on the floor between her legs. Lucy had Flare's hair out, her fingers slipping through the silken locks.
"Hmm?"
Flare was silent for a moment and Lucy wondered what style to do Flare's hair in today.
"Never mind."
She paused and glanced down at Flare, but she didn't push. She'd learned quickly that Flare wasn't one to just blurt things out. If she had something to say then she would say, it might just take some time.
Lucy hummed as she worked her fingers through Flare's hair, her thoughts drifting. Becoming friends with Flare had been unexpected, but not exactly unwanted. After their time together saving the giant's village she realized that Flare wasn't a bad person, she'd just done bad things. But so had Gajeel, and they'd been able to become friends.
"Alright," she said, sitting back. "I think I'm done."
"Thank you."
Lucy smiled and leaned forward again, wrapping her arms around Flare's shoulders.
"Want to go get something to eat?"
With their faces so close Lucy couldn't miss the blush that spread over Flare's cheeks and she grinned, pressing a kiss to the warmth, which only made the blush darken.
"S-sure."
Still grinning she rose to her feet and held out her hand. Flare took it, letting Lucy pull her to her feet as their fingers intertwined.
"I know a great restaurant, and they give me a discount."
They were silent as they walked down the street, their hands still linking them together. It wasn't until they were almost to the restaurant that Flare spoke again.
"Hey, Lucy," she murmured.
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
Lucy smiled and glanced over her shoulder, squeezing Flare's hand.
Gray typically speaking didn’t cry often. It’s not as though he didn’t feel sad from time to time, he just rarely cried. He didn’t enjoy showing people that side of him. However there were occassion where he found himself unable to stop the tears from falling.
He simply stood there in silence as he recalled some of the previous times that he had been crying, and the reasons for them. It only took a short while to bring the mage to tears. Gray couldn’t refrain from having them drip down his face as he though about all those truly horrible memories that had bothered him so much.
Wendy jumped in excitement as euphoria coursed through her body. Calling her Swablu to her arms, she turned around around to thank Linnea-san. "Thanks for partnering with me! Your pokemon were awesome! We make a great team!" Offering a high five to the girl, she grinned as well. "Do you want to travel around with me? It does get a bit lonely going around by yourself..."
Kill — I’ll write a angst drabble of my character violently killing yours.
Cook — I’ll write a drabble of our characters cooking together.
Wendy hummed to herself, making sure that Linnea-san was cutting the garlic the right way. She had invited the girl over for a sleepover. Wanting to be of help, she had asked Wendy if she could join in on the cooking. The petite girl readily agreed, setting up some easy tasks. She herself had taken the harder tasks, brewing everything correctly in a giant pot that stood in the middle of her living room. Dipping a spoon in, she tasted a spoonful.
“How does it taste?” Hmmmm…it needs a little something else…“Ne Linnea-san, could you bring me here the cinnamon?” The girl nodded her head, quickly searching for the cinnamon before bringing it over. Taking it from her, Wendy added in a dash of cinnamon before turning towards the girl. “Now all we need is a human!”
Wendy pushed the blue-haired girl into the boiling pot, continuing to stir it again while cackling madly.
The Sky Dragon Slayer woke up with a start. Woah! What a crazy dream…better not mention it to Linnea-san…