Fairy Tail - Sparks (Chapter 1)This should not bother him.Fairy Tail - Sparks (Chapter 1) by Kyuubi-no-Youko
What Cana does on her own time is her business.
If she wants to flaunt around the pool in her underwear, go for it. If she wants to flirt with that idiotic drunkard, that is not his concern.
If said drunkard wants to put a hand on the brunette, Laxus will snap said hand right off.
“You’re sparking again~”
The blond-haired man glances at the petite girl seated next to him, swinging her feet in the pool water and staring up at him with big green eyes. Her coy smile has him glance down at his clenched hands and see faint sparks zigzag across his skin.
“Shut up,” Laxus mutters as he disperses the sparks before he zaps the other people frolicking in the pool.
Mavis giggles. “If you like Cana so much, you should tell her.”
“I do not like her.”
The young girl rolls her eyes. “Then take your eyes away from her.”
Laxus says nothing and resumes watching Cana splash around with those losers from Cerberus
Teen Wolf - FleetingOne second she is looking up at Scott, tears clouding her vision, and the next, Allison is standing beside his crouched form with her prone body in his arms.Teen Wolf - Fleeting by Kyuubi-no-Youko
She blocks out the cacophony of noise around her—her father shouting and running, Isaac’s howls, Kira’s sobs—and steps back. A beat later Lydia stumbles out an open door and freezes, immediately zoning in on the tragic scene across the courtyard. Her best friend’s face is tear-streaked and eyes rimmed red but she is safe. Stiles stops behind Lydia, looking more pallid than before, but he does not falter when she practically drags him toward everyone.
Her father slows to a stop in front of Scott and drops to his knees. He holds out his shaking arms and Scott carefully hands her body to him. Chris holds her closer than Scott did, pressing his face in her hair, sobs muffled by her curls.
Allison just stares at the gathered grievers and feels nothing.
She should be angry.
Angry she will never go to colleg
FROZEN - Do You Want to Build a Snowman?Alone in her bedroom, Elsa huddles in a corner farthest from the door. She tightly hugs herself with her eyes squeezed shut.FROZEN - Do You Want to Build a Snowman? by Kyuubi-no-Youko
Don’t react. Never respond, the young woman repeats in her head. Don’t react. Never respond.
Three short knocks upon her locked door snaps Elsa from her inner mantra. remains stock-still in her corner as a young voice cheerfully calls out her name.
No. No. No. No—
“I know you’re in there~”
Go away. Go away. Go away.
“Please, Elsa, don’t you want to play with me? We used to be best buddies, remember?”
Elsa lets out a choked sob and prays for morning to hurry.
Twelve years. Twelve years, on the same day every winter, this thing would appear outside her locked room, goading the princess to come out; it never bothers anyone else, only Elsa.
Desperate, the king sought out the trolls’ council for a solution. According to
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