…ssssso, uh. This is something I’d been wanting to do for a while now, but I finally worked up the nerve to actually try it–a Live2D model for my Wolfskin troubadour, Lacey! I hesitate to say it was completely from scratch (I yoined chunks of Forrest’s model for the body), but I did draw the head, hair, and ears, as well as attempted to put motions in myself (with…marginal……success…….)
would it have been easier to just edit an existing model? probably. but i couldn’t find one that suited my needs and also apparently I’m a massive masochist
I’ll probably spruce her up, but for something I’ve been working on for less than 36 hours, I’m really pleased and my baby’s finally in motion oh my gOODNESS
I can’t imagine anyone actually wanting it, but you can download her model over here!
It was more of a whim, really, the idea of having a grand opening for his newest fighting ring. His father had never done anything like it, had always seemed to thrive off of the secrecy of the whole thing, since it had started so illicit, but he was gone now, and the rings were his. Times were different, people were open now to more… alternative forms of entertainment. This was the first ring that he would be opening completely on his own, and he couldn’t help but want to commemorate the occasion. Perhaps to show off a little bit as well while he was at it. And if it was a bit flashy, a bit over-the-top for a gritty and dirty sort of hobby, well, he’d been accused of being a bit flamboyant before, might as well live up to expectations.
So Dorian had paid a group of half-bloods a bit of pocket change to spruce the place up, prepare everything for the grand opening. Enchanted red orbs of light hanging low, casting their red glow almost eerily on anyone who entered the underground cavern. Marble bars and tables glimmering spotless in the glow, places to enjoy the company and a few drinks rather than the fights. And of course the ring itself, made of the same black marble, an octagon, of course, a pit, in the back of the cavern, so that only those who wanted a show could see. And it seemed like most people wanted a show. The party had only started an hour or so ago, and already there was a crowd of all the important faces of the elite.
The fights had started, and despite everything, Dorian found himself itching to abandon the pleasantries he should have shown as host, for more sinister intentions around the octagon, or maybe even in it, once the crowds had died down at the end of the night. He turned to make his way towards the back, but he found himself face to face with another.
“Ah, I’m glad you could make it. I wasn’t sure you’d come,” he said, words quiet as always, more sarcastic than anything else given who he was speaking to. There was a slight smile on his lips that said he’d known they wouldn’t miss something like this.
Felt like I forgot how to draw ! Haven’t drawn on paper in months. very rusty … - ELI
I know we usually like to spruce up our sketches with some photoshop magic to make it all look “scrapbooky” , as I would like to apply some of that on a few of these ,but I thought it would be unfair not to show the original, raw sketch first. I’ll probably make these pretty, eventually. ;)
You can get carried away with your desire to retreat from the world today. Perhaps you thought you could just slip away and no one would notice, but it’s not going to be that easy. Nevertheless, a little advanced planning goes a long way to making your wish come true. Dividing your time between living in the real world and attending to your creative or spiritual needs is a small price to pay. Thankfully, if you’re not totally unrealistic about how long you can avoid reality, you might successfully pull off your disappearing act without any dire consequences.
(Apr 20 – May 20)
A long-overdue home improvement project may take you on a surprising journey today. You might think that a few hours will be sufficient to spruce up a room or tend to the garden but one thing leads to another and you’re in over your head before you know it. Instead of losing confidence in your ability to plan ahead, just do what you can now without trying to finish everything in one day. A new burst of creative energy tomorrow will carry you through completion. If you feel like quitting, just remind yourself why you started in the first place.
(May 21 – Jun 20)
Plans for taking charge of your life sound good on paper, but could run into trouble in the real world. Thankfully, you’re not receiving much resistance from others now; instead, you might be struggling to direct your energy toward your goals when there are so many other pleasurable distractions. Don’t get caught up in trying to measure your progress today. As Einstein said, “Not everything that counts can be counted.”
(Jun 21 – Jul 22)
Your dreams seem more important than your real life today, but getting lost in a fantasy can lead to a plethora of problems. Nevertheless, it’s a delicate balance that could have a positive influence on your life if your imagination also motivates you to take action. There’s nothing wrong with thinking about taking a fantastic vacation if it inspires you to work harder to make the money to pay for it. Using your vision to fuel your drive for success is admirable but falling victim to a delusion is not.
(Jul 23 – Aug 22)
You are the epitome of the roaring Lion today as you face your day with indefatigable optimism. You are proudly in your element and believe you can overcome any obstacle that comes your way. But you might overdo your positive thinking with buoyant Jupiter in the picture. Don’t spread yourself so thin that you fall short on those tasks that should be a piece of cake. Maintaining a healthy perspective now makes the difference between failure and success.
(Aug 23 – Sep 22)
You might be quite attached to your idea of perfection today, especially when romantic fantasies are involved. However, you’re not likely to share your secret dreams with anyone else, so they won’t have much of a chance of becoming real. Opening your heart is tricky business since a rejection could send you into an emotional tailspin now. Nevertheless, you may be pleasantly surprised when someone you like responds with a positive reaction. Displaying your vulnerability is a gamble, but well worth it if it brings you closer to your goals. You’re always going to miss your chance if you never take a risk.
(Sep 23 – Oct 22)
You head into the day expecting one thing and then before you know it, find yourself on the road to somewhere else. You might not have the peace and quiet you want now, but the enjoyment you glean from your social connections is compelling. Don’t fight against the currents that pull you out into the world today. Although they are a temporary distraction, your life will be enriched by the people you encounter. Balancing expectations with reality is an ongoing dance, but one that serves you well in the long run.
(Oct 23 – Nov 21)
Your theme song today could be the Beatles’ “Good Day Sunshine.” You can barely contain your enthusiasm for an upcoming special event. Or, you might be happily anticipating fun activities involving friends or family. Just remember that the unobscured Sun casts shadows and the brightness makes it hard to see what lurks in the darkness. Nevertheless, there’s no need to fear the shade; it just means that you are standing in the light.
(Nov 22 – Dec 21)
You may be looking forward to a wonderful adventure today that places you in the public eye. Or, perhaps people will see you in a new light as the spiritual Pisces Moon reflects the optimism of joyful Jupiter in your 10th House of Status. Either way, you can satisfy a long-standing fantasy if you don’t get carried away by the potential of your own dreams. Keeping facts separate from fantasy enables you to fully enjoy your current experience without being disappointed if it falls short of your expectations.
(Dec 22 – Jan 19)
You are a bit lighter on your feet today and a little happier in your heart. It’s as if you have traveled a bumpy road and are now ready for a brand new path. But even if the current trials are not quite over, you’re already planning your next move forward. Don’t let recent history hold you back. There may be a few more days of transition, but it’s time to look away from the past and keep your eyes fully focused on the future. Hope anchors the soul.
(Jan 20 – Feb 18)
You might feel as if reality cannot stand between you and success now. You’re not in denial about your current financial or relationship circumstances. It’s just that you believe in yourself so thoroughly that you’re eager to show the world what you can do. The power of positive thought is an amazing tool, but don’t let your blind optimism lead you into a trap. Continue to weigh the pros and cons, even when everything is coming up roses. Keeping it real is your ticket to success.
(Feb 19 – Mar 20)
Dreams overflow the sleep barrier now, challenging you to remain objective in the light of day. Fortunately, you may be able to happily dance on the edge between reality and illusion without anyone taking you to task. You might not need to fully wake up yet while your imagination joyfully colors your world with rainbows. There’s no reason for concern; you can hold onto today’s happy memories when the mundane world reasserts its dominance tomorrow.
summary: She assumed what they had meant by
handyman was a slumped over mid forties father who desperately needed the spare
cash to keep his greedy children satisfied for another day. She was sorely
She realized early on that she was going to have her share
of problems with the new house.
The moving truck’s delay had been problem number one. Now,
all that kept her new house from looking like an empty asylum was her backpack
and a few boxes of clothing that did little to spruce up the place she would be
living for the foreseeable future.
Oh yes, and the fact that there was no wifi.
Juvia didn’t want to sound like an ungrateful surly teen,
especially since she was privileged enough to actually buy a house in a
rural neighborhood in the first place. No, she was trying her best to stay
positive. But with all of her furniture, comforts, blankets, and
everything else was still halfway across the country, it was getting harder by
She slid her finger across her phone while sitting down
cross-legged on the wooden floor of her new kitchen, playing candy crush until
her mind began to numb from the repetitive shapes and sound effects. This was
the epitome of boredom – but what else was she supposed to do? No proper wifi,
no food, no furniture, no nothing.
She lolled her head from side to side, bored, and stood
finally, allowing her phone to switch off as she stretched her aching limbs
from the long drive. There had to be something else she could do – the only
thing left of the previous owners of her new home were a few scrapes on the
walls and of course, the 1980s age phone connected to the kitchen with a curly
cord that kept it firmly tethered to the wall. Most people might be turned off
by the retro piece of technology, but Juvia found it added something to her
home that she couldn’t get with any other home in this area.
She sauntered over to the novelty phone, playing with the
curled cord and bouncing it happily. The phone was an ugly beige color that
washed out the walls, but she liked it enough that she didn’t even mind.
She suddenly yanked the phone off its pedestal and held it
up to her ear, like she ight be receiving an important call any moment now.
Just as she did so, a small fleck of yellow paper spiraled
to the floor sadly, a forgotten scrap of the memories that used to be.
“That’s weird.” She spoke aloud into the phone. She hung it
up abruptly and retrieved the slip of paper. A few smudged words that had been
lovingly etched into the segment of a post-it note read just one word. Handyman,
and then a barely legible phone number.
Handyman? Juvia felt her brow furrow. Did that mean
something? Was there a local who could fix things easily?
Juvia bit her lip and stared at the blank bars on her phone.
There was no telling if Handyman entailed tech advisor, or if the number
was even still available. But did she really have anything to lose by calling
the number? It would be simple enough to say ‘my mistake’ or ‘wrong
number’ if the call went sour. Plus, her boredom was slowly swallowing her
whole. Might as well make the most of her time here.
She dialed the number with care, making sure that no
mistakes were dealt while doing so. The numbers were clear enough that she
could tell exactly what they were, but she was still nervous. Her fingers
tangled in the cord as she heard the dull ringing sound on the phone.
One ring. Two rings. Her nerves built up and she felt the
anxiety crawl up her spine. Maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad thing if the
handyman decided not to pick up.
No such luck.
The gravelly voice on the other end reminded Juvia of her
old garbage collector man, who used to yell at the neighbors puppy for being
too curious whenever the truck rolled around. She was suddenly nervous.
“Hi! Hello, I’m – uh, I’m the new owner of the…Jones’s
house? And I, just was wondering if you really were some sort of…handyman?”
Juvia stammered into the phone. She felt her voice get quieter with every word,
There was a pause on the other line, then a sharp inhale.
“What’s your problem?”
Juvia exhaled, thankful. “Well, I’m not sure if this area is
of your expertise…but my wifi isn’t working? I checked the modem, but-“
The voice on the other end scoffed. “I can fix anything.”
“Oh!” Juvia exclaimed. “Well that’s…good. So can you help me
out? I can-“
The voice sighed, like she had just thrown a wrench in his
“I’ll be there in a minute.”
Then he hung up.
Juvia stared at the phone for a second, unsure of what to
think. Who did she just invite to her house? What if it was some crazed maniac
that had driven the first family away? Had she just made a terrible mistake?
She supposed she’d just have to wait and see. And if she did
get murdered, hopefully she’d eave enough clues to put her murderer away
With that said, she subtly tucked the phone number of the
handyman back behind the phone. Safe and sound.
Truth be told, when he said a minute he really only
meant a minute.
The doorbell rang and Juvia was hardly in any shape to
answer it. Her mind-numbingly short shorts were embarrassingly juvenile, as was
her cream colored faded tank that was ages too short for her that was barely
being held together by a flannel button-up shirt that was tied right above her
belly button. She looked like a duke of hazzard, nor to mention her wild blue
hair that was thrown together like a sea colored mop behind a red bandana.
Her outfit, which would without a doubt be deemed scandalous
by her conservative mother, was still the least of her problems. She had after
all, just allowed a complete stranger to arrive at her front door. A handyman.
Which hopefully would not be her undoing.
Juvia wiped the sweat off of her palms onto her shorts and
walked over to the door calmly.
Her hand touched the golden doorknob and she pulled it open,
doing her best to plaster a welcoming smile on her tired face.
She assumed what they had meant by handyman was a
slumped over mid forties father who desperately needed the spare cash to keep
his greedy children satisfied for another day.
She was sorely mistaken.
The man on the other side of the door had a worn, bored
expression across his sharp features. That was a good word, sharp.
Everything, from his face all the way down to his legs, was
toned ad sharp, like one day someone decided to chip away at a hunk of granite
until they had finally constructed what had to be the world’s most beautiful
Juvia felt like someone had just poured a bottle of maple
syrup down her throat.
This wasn’t possible. He looked like he was 24, 25 years
old, max. There was no way he could be the jaded handyman she’d spoken to on
“Are you gonna keep standing there like an idiot?” He asked
gruffly, looking her over like she was yesterday’s news.
“I – uhm-“
“The modem’s downstairs, right?” He brushed past her empty
words as he pushed past her effortlessly. She caught the smell of pine needles
as he passed, and she’d never fond the smell appetizing until this very moment.
“Yes! Yes it is!” She finally answered when he began to give
her a strange look. “I’m Juvia, by the way. Juvia Lockser. I just moved here
“Let me guess.” He said thinly, giving her a condescending
look and shifting. “You’re a small town girl from Kentucky,
just looking for a plucky neighborhood where you can settle down, have a few
kids, maybe an ugly yip-yap dog, and a husband that will roll over for you when
you snap your fingers.” He finished his monologue with a knowing smirk, like he
had her pinned all in the span of 20 seconds.
She gaped. “I’m from Nevada.”
He shrugged. “Am I really that far off?”
She looked offended, and tried to scrape together an
adequate defense. “No, you couldn’t be farther from the truth! I don’t
want…I don’t want any of that!”
“Oh yeah?” He asked her in disbelief. “Prove it.”
She sniffed. “I’m allergic to dogs. And, I’m not
getting married until I turn 32.”
He snorted. “What’s that, a year away?”
“I’m 24, you little-“
“Modem.” He said, suddenly focused on the task at hand. “It
should take me a minute or so.”
“I-“ That’s right. He had come here to help her, after
all. “You’re right. I’m sorry.”
He shrugged. Juvia figured that was as close as he was going
to come to an apology. It was a marvel someone so presumptuous could be so
breathtakingly beautiful. His raven hair was lovely enough to glint in the
sunlight the way diamonds did.
“Do you want something to drink?” Juvia asked him hopefully.
“I think I have a water bottle, or diet Snapple-“
“I’m good.” He answered quickly, averting his eyes to the
basement. He was silent for a moment, like he was debating whether or not she
was worth the fix.
“I’m Gray.” He said shortly. “Gray Fullbuster. I live across
the street. I used to…fix stuff for the Jones’s.”
“Oh. It’s…nice to meet you. Sorry for the…” She trailed off,
realizing that she had been about to use the word mess, but there was no
mess to blame the ugliness of her house on. “Emptiness.” She decided instead.
“Sure.” Gray agreed curtly. He disappeared into the basement
shortly after. The basement was fully finished and beautiful, but Juvia had yet
to traverse down there in fear of not being able to find the light switch and
then being consumed by ghosts. You know, the usual.
Gray disappeared for about ten minutes. Juvia awaited his
return anxiously, praying that he wouldn’t wreak havoc on a system she barely
understood for revenge for their earlier dispute. He seemed like an honest guy,
perhaps too honest, but honest nonetheless.
When he resurfaced, a smudge of dust on his cheek, he
appeared satisfied with his work. He sputtered some technological nonsense that
Juvia couldn’t understand even with a masters degree, so she just nodded while
There was this weird light in his eyes when he talked about
something he had a clear interest in, like there was a tiny person living
inside his head who would flick the lights on whenever something needed to be
fixed. She briefly wondered if this was why the phone number had been stuck in
her phone. Maybe the former owners recognized Gray’s love for…fixing things,
and knew he’d be empty without something to tinker with.
“Did you get any of that?”
She blinked. That’s right, she was supposed t be listening.
Not obsessing over the working’s of his mind.
“Yup. Got it.” She nodded curtly. He looked at her in
disbelief, before shaking his head.
“Good. Because I’m not coming back here to fix that shit
again, if you break it, that’s your problem.” He told her, although there was a
breath of hesitance in his voice, like he was waiting for her to openly
“I’ll try my best.” She replied, the smallest hint of a
smile playing on her lips. He didn’t return the gesture, but his face held
something else. Respect? Disgust? It was like trying to read the emotions of a
She hesitated again before speaking. “Can I…pay you? How
much do you want for this?”
He immediately shook his head, waving his hands in front of
her. “No. I don’t take money for this.”
Her brow furrowed. “Are you sure? I can’t really thank you
enough, this is really helpful to me and I want to compensate.”
“No money.” He said sharply before turning away.
He left without another word, not to be bothered by Juvia’s
peasantry. What a pleasant person.
She watched carefully ad he retreated back into his home
across the street. His legs were long and toned even from a distance. She
wondered internally if he worked out a lot, maybe in his front yard, where she
could sip pink lemonade and watch…
She smacked her own cheek. Bad Juvia. He was a neighbor, and
she should respect him as such.
Her eyes lingered on his front window. Still. There had to
be some benefits to her handy hot neighbor besides the occasional wifi
“My printer is broken.”
There was a sigh on the other end of the phone.
“Didn’t I tell you not to call me again?”
Juvia paused. “Well, yes, but…”
Gray made a mumbling sound, like he was cursing her out, but
just quiet enough for her to not hear every word.
“Fine. I’ll be over in a few.”
Juvia hung up, a pleased smile on her graceful features.
Her home was now lovely, decorated in a modern type fashion
with pale and dark furniture contrasting perfectly in every room. There would
be minor hitches in her daily life however, those of which required immediate
attention. Attention that only an attractive neighbor could provide.
Over the last few months of living, Juvia had been
progressively calling him more and more often. Each time he seemed to get more
annoyed, but each time he still came back with only minor complaints.
The reason they were so minor was probably because Juvia had
developed a habit of stuffing him full of sweets and food whenever he came
over. Since he had refused to let her pay him, she decided that the best way to
a man’s heart was through his stomach.
Gray arrived sooner than he said. He was wearing jeans and
thick boots, ones that Juvia would only wear if she were about to wade through
the jungles of Vietnam.
Juvia assumed that was the reason Gray liked them so much.
“Nice shirt.” Juvia commented dryly. She said this due to
the fact that he wasn’t wearing one.
“Just took a shower.” He grunted, kicking his giant ass
boots to the side.
Boy, could she ever tell. His dark hair was shiny with water
and his exposed skin was slick. Juvia fought the ever present urge to fan
herself. Inviting Gray over was always a hazard, because the urge to kiss him
senseless oftentimes outweighed her own common sense.
“You know where the printer is.” She informed him smartly.
“And I’m making lemon bars in the kitchen, so come and get them when they’re
A flicker of gratefulness passed over his features. Juvia
smiled. Always offer the incentive first.
“Isn’t this the second time you’ve broke it?” He asked her,
“It’s got a mind of its own.” She said with a shrug. It was
true that she had broken the printer once before. It seemed that whenever she
had an urgent need to print something, the printer refused to work.
He made a sound, something like a laugh. Good.
“Don’t make a mess in there, or I’ll steal your mail for the
next year!” She called to him as he began his climb upstairs.
“You can try!” He called back. Juvia laughed aloud and
walked back into the kitchen to see how much longer her lemon bars needed.
She was happy enough that she could joke with Gray like
this, the truth was she hadn’t bonded with any of her other neighbors very
well, and Gray, however rough around the edges, still made an acceptable
He denied their friendship of course, but it didn’t stop her
from thinking of them as friends. Even though she’d love to be something
Juvia set her lemon bars on the counter once they were finished,
allowing the scent to drift aimlessly, no doubt catching the olfactory snare of
her resident handyman.
Sure enough, no less than twenty seconds later, Gray almost
bolted down the stairs.
“Fixed,” he slurred, distracted by the sweets.
“Good boy.” Juvia congratulated him. He glared at her for
patronizing him, and she only grinned.
“What, you want me to beg for it?” He asked her
snidely, gesturing to the lemon bars in question.
She smiled and shook her head. He grabbed a knife and began
cutting a slice tha was big enough to feed a family.
“Been to the gym lately?” She teased as she sat upon her
kitchen counter. Gray was an extremely cut man, his chest look chiseled and
worked. It was obvious he went to the gym frequently, but Juvia enjoyed making
fun of him for being so fit.
“Ha-ha.” He fake laughed, staring at the lemon bar as if it
were his pride and joy.
“I’m serious! I think I see another set of abs today…what is
it, a 16 pack now?” She asked. He stared at her, pretending to be unamused. He
was though, he couldn’t fool her.
He took a bite of the lemon bar and shrugged. “Jealous?”
She nodded exaggeratedly. “Oh yes, for sure! I wish I
was as shredded as Gray Fullbuster!”
He shook his head. “You’re so weird Juvia.”
She shrugged. “I’d imagine I’d be pretty boring if I
He chewed on that for a moment. Juvia only kicked her legs
leisurely while leaning back and forth on her counter, making sure Gray was
enjoying the lemon bar as much as she was enjoying watching him.
“Gray, can I ask you something?” She said out loud after
he’d finished the lemon bar. Juvia had to admit, it was dubious to ask him a
favor after having just fed him delicious sweets, but at this point, she didn’t
really have a choice.
“If I say no, you’ll keep talking.” He deadpanned. He wasn’t
“You know that neighborhood bonfire thing?” She asked
sweetly. A flier had been dropped at her doorstep earlier in the week, as it
had been dropped on every other doorstep in the neighborhood. A summer
kickoff. It sounded like a lot of fun, there was only one problem.
“Yep.” He said shortly, not understanding her underlying
“Will you take me?” She begged him, jumping off of her
counter so that they were standing face-to-face. Well, more like face-to-chest.
He had several inches on her.
“Take you?” His asked in confusion. “I don’t even want to go.”
“Please, Gray!” She pressed on. “I don’t know anyone here
and I want to be introduced! You’re the only person I’ve talked to here and
you’re my only friend!”
He looked down at her dryly, probably abut to say ‘I’m not
you’re friend’, but he paused.
“It’s not some big party. Only like 20 people show up just
to talk aimlessly. It’s boring, and social…” he said the world social
like it were equivalent to malaria.
“Please help me Gray!” Juvia pleaded, folding her hands
together and pressing them to her lips.
He studied her, and Juvia wondered just what he was
thinking. Annoyance and regret flashed across his dark stormy eyes. He was
going to say no. If he didn’t, she’d probably drop dead from shock. Gray barely
even liked her. He probably knew that she had purposely broke the printer just
for an excuse to see him.
Then, his thin lips twisted into a sort of hybrid
frown-sneer. It was unique to his face, and his face alone.
“Fine.” He groaned, licking his lips and looking away, as if
thinking, ‘why did I agree to this shit?’
Juvia blinked once. Twice. Three times.
“Seriously?” She echoed.
“Don’t look so surprised.” He hissed. “I’m not that
big of a douchebag.”
“I didn’t say that!” She argued.
“But you were thinking it.” He told her, pushing her
nose so she stepped back an inch. That was oddly…affectionate. For Gray, at
least. Maybe she really was wearing him down.
After a moment of recovery, she broke into a smile. He was
actually going to help her with something other than broken appliances! Without
thinking, she dove forward and threw her arms around his neck, clinging to him
like he was a maple tree and not a living breathing, no-touchy person.
“Oh…god…get off. Off.” He grumbled, pushing at her lightly
like he’d never been hugged before and he could only shoo her away.
“Nope. This is happening. Our first moment.” She
giggled, continuing to squeeze the life out of him and hang off of his
shoulders like a fruit bat.
“You’re insane.” He stated, lifting her off the ground a few
times in an attempt to shake her off. “And this isn’t a moment you crazy
When she finally released him, he held his hands up in the
air, waiting for her to strike once more. She grinned. Good to know that the iron
man had a few weaknesses besides sugary desserts.
“Thank youuuuu,” she sang happily, clapping her hands
together and letting her smile devour her face. He looked at her like he just
didn’t understand her, like she was a 5000 piece puzzle with all the pieces
“Don’t thank me yet,” he sighed, “you owe me. A lot.”
“Well what do you want?” She asked him coyly.
He narrowed his eyes. “I’m not sure.”
She sat her head on her hand and made a cheeky smile.
“Yet.” He corrected himself. “You’re annoying me. I’m
“Wow, thanks for the positivity buddy. Can’t wait for you to
be my party date.”
His nose wrinkled at the word date. She noticed the
muscles in his chest tighten as well. Yum.
She would wear him down. It was only a matter of time.
“That was fun.” Juvia said excitedly, unable to contain the
skip in her step.
“That was torture.”
Gray rephrased. His steps were more slow, and trudge worthy. Evidently the pair
had very different views of neighborhood bonfires.
“And everyone’s so nice, and friendly…” she added
“And touchy, and annoying, and loud,” Gray added
She shoved him playfully into the curb, their fire-and-ice
personalities clashed well. He might argue unwell, but she knew she’d win that
“Remind me again why I did this,” he grumbled to himself,
asking no one in particular, yet Juvia felt compelled to answer.
“Because you’d do anything for me.” She assured him
happily. He looked at her weirdly, shaking his head.
“Juvia, I swear, you make me crazy.”
She tilted her head and shoved him again. She never really
understood what he meant when he said that, even now, his words were clouded
“You’d think by now you’d just…I don’t know, teach me how
to fix this stuff myself.” Juvia mused, lounging across her kitchen table while
Gray buried himself in her dishwasher.
“Shut up and hand me the wrench.”
“Ugh. So demanding.” She complained, while reaching
into the tool box on one of her chairs and handing him the tool obediently.
“Besides, this stuff takes coordination. Talent. Patience.”
Gray listed off. Juvia raised an eyebrow.
“And what? I have none of those qualities?” She asked him,
taking minor offense.
“I was pretty sure I made that clear.” He mumbled, before
emerging from her dishwasher, soot all over his hands.
Juvia gaped. “Where in god’s name did that come
He grinned. “You don’t wanna know.”
She swallowed and sat up on her table, swinging her legs
around to watch him survey her kitchen.
“Whatcha lookin’ for?” She asked him slyly.
“Just…making sure everything else is working properly…” He
muttered, somewhat embarrassed for going the extra mile for someone he claimed
to despise. He tapped her coffee maker with his wrench and stepped back,
satisfied with his work.
“There’s ice cream in the freezer.” She finally divulged, to
He pulled out the gallon of chocolate mocha (her personal
favorite flavor) and began eating it by the spoonful.
“God, could you get any more uncivilized?” She asked him,
shielding her eyes from his eating habits.
“I’ll try my best, grand duchess. While I’m at it, maybe
I’ll let all of your appliances break.” He mocked her relentlessly.
“Point taken. Ass.” Juvia muttered. He pretended not to hear
“You know,” he said, in between devouring her ice cream
supply. “Sometimes I wonder if you break all your shit on purpose just for my
Juvia froze, feeling the blood rush to her cheeks and leave
the rest of her face devoid of color.
Was he joking? Or did he really know?
She let out a bout of nervous laughter, a horrible habit of
hers whenever she made a mistake.
“As if. I can barely stand you.” She said in between
laughter. She bowed her head so that her hair was hopefully covering her blush.
He was right. Of course he was right. By now, it was
becoming almost unbearable for her to cover up her crush on him. He had to have
caught some of her longing glances, or offhand compliments, or anything she’d
been dropping him for the past 6 months of living in her house. He’d be stupid
to not notice. He’d be cruel to ignore her.
Either way, Juvia knew full well that one of these days,
there’d be a confrontation. And something told her it wouldn’t end in a happily
ever after scenario. Gray never was one for fairy tales.
“You’re not fooling anyone, Juvia.” He said, like he was
reading her mind. She braved a look at him, and he winked.
Her treacherous face betrayed her and set on fire. Of course
he knew. Of course he did.
He was just messing with her now. Asshole.
“You should go soon.” She forced herself to say
emotionlessly. “I’m getting tired of your stupid face.”
He wrinkled his nose. “Yeah. Get better ice cream flavors,
by the way. Or you’ll have to start paying me for my labor.”
“I’ll do my best,” she calmly muttered. She just had to keep
it together for a little while longer.
“See ya, Juvia.” He said as he was leaving. That was
strange. He didn’t usually bid her any sort of farewell, normally he just ate
food and left whenever he felt it would please him.
He turned around at the door, his hand fishing into his
pocket. She noticed that his wrists were still dirty and coated with the soot
from the dishwasher, however that had even gotten there.
“Oh yeah, one more thing.” He told her, nodding his head at
her from her standing point in the front hallway. “Next time you break stuff on
purpose, try not to leave any evidence behind.”
She felt her blood freeze in place. No. No. No. This wasn’t
Juvia looked up to see that he was holding a silver
bracelet. Her bracelet. It must’ve slipped off when she was breaking her
dishwasher. He knew. He knew the whole time.
He put the bracelet back into his pocket and closed the door
already gone, leaving her, choking on embarrassment, in her front doorway.
She grabbed the front railing and leaned over, feeling as if
she might throw up. There was only one acceptable reaction to this
occurrence. Only one.
She’d have to move again.
A knock came at her door around 5 pm. She figured it was
just one of her neighbors trying to sell her girl scout cookies for their snot-nosed
kid, so she didn’t even bother getting up off of her couch.
The knock came again, more urgent this time, so she
reluctantly stood up and walked over to her door to see whatever the hell it
was someone wanted.
When she swung open the door, she certainly wasn’t expecting
to see Gray, slumped over across the doorframe, playing with her silver
bracelet in one of his hands.
She grinded her teeth, in anger and embarrassment. What had
he even come here for? To mock her for being so stupid, and hopeful?
“Forgot to give this back,” He said lazily, almost as if he
were conveying that he had made no mistake in doing so. She held out her hand
flatly and he dropped it into her palm.
He raised and eyebrow at her sharp glare.
“Who put a rat in your coffee?” He asked, standing up and
flexing hi shoulder blades before walking into her house, uninvited.
“Can I help you with something?” She asked him, not hiding
the bite in her voice. He shrugged.
“Got anything to eat?” He asked her, ignoring her seething.
“Gray,” she protested. “Seriously. What are you doing here?”
He looked at her like she was dumb. “I’m hungry?”
She bit the inside of her lip. “Don’t you have any food?”
He shrugged. “I think you know the answer to that question.”
He dug through her fridge and she dug her shoes into the
kitchen floor, trying to figure out what to say next. It was like he was going
out of his way to ignore the fact that he had caught her more than a
He grabbed and apple and started eating it, like he lived
here and wasn’t a guest she never wanted.
“Gray.” She said firmly. “What do you want from me?”
He looked down at his apple. She rolled her eyes.
“You know what I mean.” She repeated, folding her
arms sternly and looking him down confidently. She had to stay strong, if she showed
even a single sign of weakness-
Gray took a step towards her and she let out a tiny shriek.
She mentally congratulated herself for looking like an idiot. So much for
standing her ground.
“Look, Juvia…I don’t care.” He said finally, struggling with
his words like he was saying something meaningful.
She looked at him in confusion and he sighed.
“I don’t care about….you know…” His eyes wandered to
her dishwasher and she huffed.
“Well…why not?” She demanded. He looked at her pleadingly,
his eyes asking her to just drop it. She refused.
“Because I…don’t mind.”
She blinked in shock. What did he mean by that?
He glared at her for not understanding, like it was her
“I don’t mind doing this shit for you. And
like…spending time…with…” He trailed off and swallowed hard, like there were a
bunch of nails caught in his throat.
Juvia felt her pulse jump. Was he trying to tell her
something beyond the scope of friendship.
“…Gray?” She asked lowly, taking a single step forward. He
had set the apple on her kitchen counter, only two bites taken.
“Uh.” He mumbled. “I mean…don’t take that the wrong way…”
“Wrong way how?” Juvia demanded clarification. Gray looked
as uncomfortable as she had looked when he caught her.
“Like…” he trailed off, looking at her like she had a smudge
of dirt on her nose. “Just…fuck it.”
All of a sudden, his hands darted forward and snatched her
waist, puling her to him in an instant as he closed the space between them. The
kiss was firm and sort of stony, nothing like Juvia had been taught as a child.
Kisses were supposed to be romantic and soft, but Gray’s was hard and desperate.
Not that she cared. The second his lips met hers, she threw
her arms around his neck and kissed him back feverously. He seemed surprised by
her enthusiasm at first, before he matched her pace and kissed her like any
second she might slip out of his arms.
He pushed her back, biting her lip playfully before her back
hit the counter where his apple was sitting. She could taste the crisp fruit on
his lips, thank god she couldn’t get enough of it.
He pulled away from her for a moment, touching her chin and
“You make me crazy,” he said again, looking at her like she
was a museum relic.
“If it makes you feel any better, I feel the same way.” She
comforted him, tightening her arms around his neck to convince him that she
wasn’t done with that kiss.
He looked up, thinking on her words for a moment.
“Actually, that does make me feel better.” He said with a
cheeky smile, before dipping down and kissing her again.
She wasn’t going to have any broken appliances for a long,
Aries:You might look around your house and think of some new and exciting ways to spruce it up a little. Perhaps some new paint, wallpaper, or carpet, or even a small art object could make a big difference. You may want to try it. A romantic partner could spend a lot of time working on this with you and it might well bring you closer together. Have fun!
Taurus:A party or meeting of some kind could occur nearby. You might decide to go. You could feel like you have one foot in this world and one in another. The floodgates of intense communication could open between you and a close friend or love partner. A tight spiritual bond exists between you, and you'll really feel the effects of it now. It will almost be like you can read each other's minds!
Gemini:This is a great day to develop any latent talents you've wanted to explore, particularly those involving the arts. You might want to try working with friends who have the same talent. This could not only lead to some good advice but also bring you two closer. However, this isn't a good day to deal with practical paperwork, so let that sort of thing go for a little while.
Cancer:Today you might feel especially artistic, particularly regarding the visual arts. A lot of exalted ideas could come your way, perhaps inspired by the masters of the past. This is a great day to attend a concert or play or stroll through a gallery. Friends who share your interest might want to accompany you, so ask. Take time to write down your thoughts since you'll want to remember them. Enjoy!
Leo:You're a deep thinker by nature, and today your mind may not be in this world. Books on psychology and metaphysics could be appealing. Churches, meditation centers, and other places with a spiritual orientation could seem especially attractive. You might attend a program or workshop there, but mostly you'll just want to be alone with your thoughts. Write down any insights, as you'll want to remember them later.
Virgo:Group events taking place at churches, meditation centers, and other places with a spiritual orientation could draw you near. You might want to attend a service or program at one of them. Don't be surprised if some profound insights come to you that shed some light on a current situation you might be dealing with. Write them down or you might forget them later.
Libra:It's likely that the previous few days have been especially hectic. Today you're apt to entertain a few daydreams about getting away from it all. Perhaps there's another field that you've wanted to pursue. You might actually think seriously about it now. Don't make any plans until you're back in the material world. You might feel too fanciful to be your usual practical self.
Scorpio:Today your intellect is likely to be more inclined than usual to explore fields that seem a bit speculative. Ancient spiritual rites, prehistory, or strange stories could be on your mind. You might seek books on these subjects. Usually you tend to be skeptical about such things, but now you want to learn about them. Hang onto your logic and learn what you can! You'll enjoy yourself at the very least!
Sagittarius:Some intense dreams could visit you tonight. Keep a notebook and pen by your bedside. It's important you remember them. You'll want to visualize every single detail. In the morning, you might want to reflect on their possible meaning. They could give rise to new knowledge about yourself, a new spiritual revelation, or artistic inspiration. Books could be of particular assistance in understanding what your dreams are telling you.
Capricorn:Social events involving the arts or spiritual studies could take place today. New people who share your interests could show up. Love and romance could take on a fairytale aura. You might view current and potential love partners through rose-colored glasses, seeing only their endearing traits. This is fine, and you should enjoy it as long as you don't get caught up in unrealistic expectations. They're human just like everyone else.
Aquarius:Daydreams about your future could take up a lot of time today. Inspiration could give a real boost to projects you've been working on. These might involve artistic endeavors or perhaps some sprucing up that you want to do around the house and yard. Working together might bring you closer to friends, family members, and possibly a love partner. Conversations with them could take an unexpected turn.
Pisces:You might find yourself daydreaming about faraway places, perhaps toying with the idea of taking a long vacation by air to a place you've always wanted to visit. This isn't a good day to make definite plans. You aren't likely to be inclined to do that now anyway. Love matters may take an unexpected turn, as a spiritual bond seems to be forming between you and a potential romantic partner.