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Book review: The Murder of Mr Wickham by Claudia Gray

The Murder of Mr. Wickham by Claudia GrayMy rating: 3 of 5 starsThe premise of the book is clever–the author has taken many of the characters from Jane Austen novels, thrown them together, and murdered one of them (no spoilers, but based on the title, it’s clear which character it is). Then, two children of 2 couples from the novels are thrown together to solve the murder.Like I said, the premise…

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My work for Rare Pairs Week 2022 event, hosted by @ftguildevents !

Day 2: Flowers - Gray/Mirajane

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Bless the Snow Ch. 2

(My GOD, I’m terrible at naming things.)

GrayxMira

A small flash of blue light formed around the ice mage's hands as a pair of blades formed on the soles of  both of their shoes, giving them each an additional inch and a half in height. Another short blast of blue light followed, wrapping swirls of ice around the tops of Mira's shoes to help keep her steady. “Oh wow, they're beautiful Gray.” She said, twisting her leg to get a better look at the beautiful pattern. It glittered as she shifted, flashing light onto the snow. “Now for the lake.” Gray mumbled, pressing his hand to its frozen surface. The ice slowly thickened across the lake, the ice mage concentrating hard to keep any fish from getting caught. He pulled away, a look of satisfaction playing across his face. “That should do it. Are you ready?” She nodded, tentatively taking a step forward on her skates. “It's not so bad.” “We're not on the ice yet.” Gray teased, grabbing her hand. “I'll hold you steady, don't worry.” “I'm going to fall on my butt.” She announced, just three feet from the edge of the lake, her grip on the ice mage's hand tightening. A laugh ripped from his chest. “No you're not. You're doing great and we've barely started.” He slid around to face her with ease, the amused look still plastered on his face. He took her other hand and pulled her forward. “I won't let you fall.” “You skating backwards isn't doing wonders for my self confidence.” She admitted, although she felt herself moving much easier with his reassurance.

“Would you like to take a walk with me?” Gray asked, catching the white haired mage by surprise as she stepped out of the guild hall.  He tossed his cigarette to the side as he pushed off the wall. “You started smoking again?” Mira asked, her voice teeming with disapproval. “I never stopped.” He admitted, taking a step in her direction. “I just don't do it all that often, just when I have something on my mind.” “What's on your mind Gray?” Mira asked, deciding not to push the subject of his nasty habit any further for the time being. “Come on a walk with me and I'll tell you about it.” He urged, watching her closely for a reaction. “You're off work now, right?” “Yes. Alright, let's go.” She said, slinging her bag over her shoulder. The pair walked down the sidewalk, close enough their elbows brushed. The snow underneath their feet crunched with every step. Mira broke the silence between them. “So, what's on your mind?” “I'm trying to figure the best way to say it actually.” He admitted, feeling her deep blue eyes on him. How could he tell her what he so desperately wanted when he didn't know if she felt the same? “Take all the time you need then.” She replied, disappointment leaking into her voice. “The lake has frozen over.” The ice mage said, changing the subject. “Come on.” Mirajane said, grabbing the ice mage by the hand, dragging him towards it. f “The ice isn't thick enough, we'll fall through.” Gray replied, giving her a skeptical look. “You can make it thicker. Come on Gray, you said you would teach me how to ice skate.” She said, pouting as she stared into his deep blue eyes. “Alright.” He said, giving her hand a tight squeeze before releasing it. He stepped in front of her, their bodies just a foot apart. “Hold onto my shoulders while I make you some skates.” “Okay.” She said, grabbing his shoulders. Somewhere along the way he had lost his shirt, leaving his shoulders bare. A small flash of blue light formed around the ice mage's hands as a pair of blades formed on the soles of  both of their shoes, giving them each an additional inch and a half in height. Another short blast of blue light followed, wrapping swirls of ice around the tops of Mira's shoes to help keep her steady. “Oh wow, they're beautiful Gray.” She said, twisting her leg to get a better look at the beautiful pattern. It glittered as she shifted, flashing light onto the snow. “Now for the lake.” Gray mumbled, pressing his hand to its frozen surface. The ice slowly thickened across the lake, the ice mage concentrating hard to keep any fish from getting caught. He pulled away, a look of satisfaction playing across his face. “That should do it. Are you ready?” She nodded, tentatively taking a step forward on her skates. “It's not so bad.” “We're not on the ice yet.” Gray teased, grabbing her hand. “I'll hold you steady, don't worry.” “I'm going to fall on my butt.” She announced, just three feet from the edge of the lake, her grip on the ice mage's hand tightening. A laugh ripped from his chest. “No you're not. You're doing great and we've barely started.” He slid around to face her with ease, the amused look still plastered on his face. He took her other hand and pulled her forward. “I won't let you fall.” “You skating backwards isn't doing wonders for my self confidence.” She admitted, although she felt herself moving much easier with his reassurance. “You have to remember, I grew up in the north. It was always cold like this so there was plenty of ice. We won't even talk about the fact that I'm an ice mage.” He said, pulling her in a small circle. “I guess you're right.” She decided, looking down at the tracks their blades were leaving behind.  “That makes you an even better teacher.” “I don't know about that, but I'm trying.” “Speed up.” She ordered playfully, looking into his deep blue eyes that all but matched her own. “Let's see how fast you can go.” “You sure you wanna do that?” The ice mage replied, cocking an eyebrow at her. “Not that you're not doing well.” “I'm sure.” She replied eagerly. Gray instantly increased his pace, gripping her hands tighter in his own. He smiled at the image before him as Mira's hair whipped around behind her, fluttering in the breeze they were creating. She was beautiful. “Gray.” Mira said, her voice an octave higher than usual. “What?” “Gray stop!” “Wha- Ah!” The ice mage fell backwards as he hit the edge of the lake, thrown off balance by the sudden appearance of thick white powder. He took Mira down with him, her body landing on top of  him, pinning him to the snow. She giggled as she pushed herself up, her white hair cascading down over the pair. “I tried to warn you.” “Sorry.” Gray said sheepishly. “I was a bit distracted.” “By what?” Mira asked, her voice so full of innocence the ice mage could barely stand it. “By you.” He admitted, propping himself up on his elbows. Gray leaned up to meet her, their lips so close he could almost taste them. “Mira?” A deep voice called from several yards away. “Elfman!” Mira said, rolling to the side so that she was beside Gray. “What are you doing here?” Gray willed himself to melt into the snow. Anything would be better than the situation he found himself in. He could be a damn bird if it meant that that didn't just happen. “I was just going to tell you I'm going out to dinner with Ever and Lisanna is taking a mission with Bixlow so we won't be home tonight.” He said, an embarrassed smile forming on his face at the realization of what he had just walked in on. “Okay.” Mira called after him, giggling once he had past. “Well, I think skating lessons are over for today.” Gray managed, letting himself to collapse back into the snow. “I think you're right.” She laughed, sitting up. “Let's find your shirt. Come back to my house and I'll make you dinner, okay?” “Sounds great.” Gray mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. For all times of Elfman to find them, that had to be the worst. The Strauss home was small with just enough space for the three siblings to live comfortably. As Gray entered, his eyes were immediately drawn to the large Christmas tree sitting in the corner of the room. It's branches were adorned with assorted colored baubles that reflected light onto the floor. Every doorway was strung with a garland of green, little red berries hanging in their centers. If nothing else, it was obvious that the Strauss siblings loved Christmas. “You can sit down if you'd like.” Mira said softly, motioning to the red couch beside the tree. “I'd rather be in the kitchen so I can watch you cook.” He admitted, watching the way her hips shifted side to side as she walked through the room. “I'm actually going to go change out of my work clothes. I'll be right back. Make yourself comfortable, okay?” “I'll be here.” He replied, taking a seat next to the tree. The ice mage studied the picture framed hanging on the opposite wall. There was one of the siblings from when they were younger, probably from when they had just come to the guild. A smile crossed his face at the sight of a much younger Mira, fully dressed in her punkish clothes. He'd had no idea then that Erza would end up the scarier one of the rivals. So much had changed since then. Mirajane had lost her sister and gained her back. The guild had grown so much stronger as a whole. Everyone was closer. Things were mostly good. His eyes scanned over a more recent picture. Mira was wearing her black dress, beautiful as ever. He couldn't help but stare. “Are you okay?” Mira asked, a half smile forming on her lips. She had changed into a yellow sweater and jeans that hugged her curves perfectly. It wasn't often Gray got to see her in something unfrilly. Somehow it made her even more gorgeous. “You look lost in thought.” “Just looking at the pictures.” He said, breaking his gaze and nodding towards the wall. “It's quite a collection you've got.” “I actually have about ten photo albums full.” She said, sliding onto the couch. “I'm a bit of a memory collector. We lost everything from before we joined Fairy Tail. Lisanna barely remembers anything, and my memories of our parents are foggy at best. I don't want to forget anything else.” “I can't blame you.” Gray sighed, thinking of his own past. “I have a hard time remembering my mom's face sometimes, but I can still remember her voice clearly. She always used to sing to me. Most of what I remember her singing is Christmas carols actually. She went all out at Christmas.” He looked at the Christmas tree fondly. “Our house always looked a lot like this in the winter.” “My mom, both my parents really, always made Christmas really special for us.” Mira said, inching closer to the ice mage on the couch. “I've tried to continue the tradition for Elfman and Lisanna. I'm sure they think it's a bit over the top sometimes but-” “I think it's really nice.” Gray interjected. He placed his hand over hers and gave it a tight squeeze. “It reminds me of home.” Mira looked down at the hand on top of her own, twisting her wrist so that their palms were facing. “What are we doing Gray?” “I- uh-,” He stammered over his words, suddenly wondering if he had misplaced his feelings. “Do you want me to go?” “No.” She said firmly, looking into his midnight eyes that near matched her own. “Can I-” His words were cut off by her lips pressed against his. He froze with surprise, wondering how things had taken such an abrupt turn, not that he would complain. The kiss was soft and gentle, the way a first kiss should be, ending much too soon. She pulled back and looked at him. “Is this what we're doing?” “If you, uh, want to?” He asked, feeling just a bit of heat rising to his cheeks. Mirajane was the only one who knew how to get him flustered in such a way. Mira pushed him into the arm of the couch, her lips meeting his with a sense of urgency. Her lips were soft and sweet with a hint of honey. He ran his hands up her back, holding her tight through the silky fabric of her sweater.  A soft groan escaped him as she pressed herself against him and gently bit his bottom lip. Mira pulled away, an amused smirk on her swollen lips. “Don't get too carried away, it's only our first date.” She winked. “Our first date huh?” He asked. “Shouldn't I be the one taking you out to dinner, instead of you cooking for me?” “You took me ice skating, that was good enough.” She said, righting herself on the couch. “You can take me out for dinner on our second date.” “That's promising.” He decided, wondering how he'd gotten so lucky. She stood up, pulling her sweater down where it had climbed up her back. “Come on, I'll show you how to make risotto.” “I know how to cook.” The ice mage said defensively. “Not like I do.” She said playfully grabbing his hand. “It will be fun.” “I think you and I may have different ideas of fun.”

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FT Ship Trials #80

Gray Fullbuster X Mirajane Strauss is

Graymi

or

Misunderstandings

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Ship Shit Post

Cute couple: Milliagura—Millianna X Kagura

Pure, wholesome couple: Graymi—Gray X Mirajane

Love-hate couple: Jennyjane—Jenny X Mirajane

Had a magical first date: Graylu—Gray X Lucy

Hated each other when they first met: Gratsu—Gray X Natsu

Look at each other like they are each other’s world: Lukino—Lucy X Yukino

Adopted pets together: Canajane—Cana X Mirajane

Slays together: Kagreen—Kagura X Evergreen

Kisses one another before falling asleep: Nayu—Natsu X Yukino

Makes puns at grocery store with random items found: Lyotsu—Lyon X Natsu

Would kill someone for their partner: Lolu—Loke X Lucy

Holds hands in public: Nami—Natsu X Mirajane

Sings really out of tune together in the car: Ervy—Erza X Levy

One person steals the other person’s sweaters: Stingue—Sting X Rogue

High fives one another before getting fast food: Laxsu— Laxus X Natsu

Has cute names for one another: Yukinerva—Yukino X Minerva

Communicates with memes: Chendy—Chelia X Wendy

Will laugh controllably together: Nagreen—Natsu X Evergreen

Cuddles a lot: Fratsu—Freed X Natsu

Has a go-to karaoke song: Minlu—Minerva X Lucy

Gets married young: Nali—Natsu X Lisanna

Shades together: Gajreen—Gajeel X Evergreen

Always looks like their ready to murder you: Reniki—Ren X Hibiki

Super competitive: Stingsu—Sting X Natsu

Smol/Tol: Gravy—Gray X Levy

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    Merry christmas @audreyrhey  Honestly I still feel like i need to repay you for comissioning me with more than one drawing so have this is one too . Tumblr decided to be an asshole and said that the pic was too big so I had to cut it . I will send you a mail with the full one

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Gray x Mirajane

This is a public service announcement! If I you ever see something GrayxMira that I didn't post and tag me in it, I will adore you forever. That is all.

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Graymi

I’m writing a small Graymi fic for my best friend’s Christmas. She doesn’t have a tumblr, so I thought I’d post what I have so far here!

A faint light came from the window of the guild hall. The sight brought a smile to Gray's face. His mission had been a long one, and despite it being past midnight, he needed a bite to eat. He walked through the front doors, unsurprised to see the place mostly abandoned. Wednesdays really were late party nights, even for Cana and the rest of Fairy Tail's big drinkers. He set his luggage just inside the door. There was no one there to bother it, even if he was worried about it. The soft sound of a feminine voice came from the back of the hall. Someone crying? He followed it to the kitchen, wondering what could be going on. Mirajane was leaning over the marble counter top, her back towards him. Her arm moved fluidly as she sliced something on a wooden cutting board. Her body seemed to shake as a small sob escaped her lips. She sat the knife down and gripped the edge of the counter, trying to get ahold of herself. "Hey." Gray said softly, unsure what to do. Mirajane whipped around, her cheeks reddening as she saw the ice mage. "Sorry. I was- It was, uh-" She  grabbed a rag from her apron and dabbed at her mascara stained eyes. She cleared her throat and looked to the side. "Onions."

Gray's eyes dropped to the cutting board behind her, seeing an unsliced onion on top a neatly stacked pile of celery and carrots at the edge. He frowned, wondering what was actually bothering her. "You know if you hold a piece of bread or a cracker in your mouth, they won't bother you as bad. Master Ur used to tell Lyon and I that when she made us help with dinner." "Did you listen?" Mira asked, sliding to the side to hide the cutting board with her body. "Not then." Gray admitted, his expression softening. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine." Mira replied quickly. "It's nothing." "Doesn't seem like nothing." Gray said, taking another step towards her. Her eyes were red and puffy like she'd been crying for hours. "Laxus and I broke up." Mira replied, her eyes dropping to the floor. "Oh." Gray paused, trying to figure out what she needed to hear. "I'm sorry." "That's not why I'm crying." Mira admitted after a moment, a seemingly amused sigh escaping her lips. "It's been a few weeks since we broke up, actually. You've been gone for a long time Gray." "The mission took longer than I expected." He admitted, leaning against the counter opposite her. "So why are you crying then?" "It's complicated." She said, folding her arms in front of her. "A combination of things." "Like what?" He asked, immediately regretting his words. If she had wanted to talk about it, she would have said something already. 'Why are you here so late?" "I couldn't sleep. Normally when I can't sleep I get up and bake something. But I have so much to do tomorrow I decided to get up and come do some prep work for the morning instead." "So that's why you're cutting onions at two in the morning." He said, looking at the clock on the wall behind her. "Something like that." She mumbled, glancing at the mess on the cutting board behind her. "I'm actually getting tired now though." "Well, maybe I can help." Gray offered, looking at the set of knives on the counter beside her. He picked up a rather impressive looking blade and a large metal rod. "Do your knives need sharpened?" "That's actually a straightening steel." Mira replied, taking the metal piece from his hand. "It just takes off tiny pieces of metal and keeps the blade straight. It won't sharpen the knife, but it will keep it from dulling. I have a wet stone over in the corner that I use to sharpen them." Gray stared at her, impressed at her enthusiasm. "Don't look at me like that. I love cooking, and taking care of your knives is one of the best ways to make the job easier." She said, placing the steel in it's wooden slot. "Hey, I'm just impressed." Gray said, a hint of amusement leaking into his voice. "Is there something I can help you with?" "Actually, do you want to cut up this celery for me?" She asked, pulling out the leafy green stalks. "Sure." Gray replied, grabbing one of the cutting boards hanging from the wall. It what white plastic with a textured surface, something he was much less likely to mess up than her wooden one. Mira grabbed it from his hand and placed it on the counter beside hers. She grabbed the carrots from the cutting board and tossed them into a stainless steel bowl behind the cutting boards. "Cut them into half inch pieces, about the size of the carrots." "Yes ma'am." He replied, holding the celery as he sliced into it. "Tuck your fingers back and let the blade rock against your knuckles so you don't cut yourself." Mirajane warned, peering over the ice mage's shoulder. "Are you really telling me how to cut stuff up? I live alone. I know how to cook enough to cut up some celery." He said, irritation leaking into his voice. He sped up, his knife moving faster. "See, this works just-" Mirajane sighed. "I'll get you a band aid." Gray set the knife to the side, looking at his finger closely. He'd taken off a small slice, just enough to bleed. "If I hadn't been distracted this wouldn't have happened." Mirajane ripped the packaging off of the band aid and offered him a smile. "It wouldn't have happened at all if you would have listened to me." She pointed out, wrapping the band aid around his finger. "What are you cutting all of these up for anyway, vegetable soup tomorrow?" He asked, pushing his celery off of the cutting board and into the bowl. "Not quite. I'm making a stock to let simmer over night. I'm going to toss the veggies into a  pot with a few herbs and some chicken bones and have Kinana take it off when she comes in. The bones have already been simmering since I got here." "That seems like a lot of work for something you can get in a box." Gray reasoned, thinking of how many times he'd passed the boxes of salty liquid in the grocery store. "It's not the same." Mira said, chopping the rest of her onion. "It tastes a lot better made from scratch." "It seems like a lot of wasted effort though." Gray mused, looking at his finger as the blood soaked through the band aid. Mira really did keep those knives sharp. "It's not wasted effort." Mira snapped, turning to glare at the ice mage. The angry expression faded from her face as their eyes met. "I cook for the members of this guild. They're like, no, they are family to me. Cooking is my way of showing just how much their friendship means to me. If that means making stock from scratch when I can, then that's what I do." "I didn't mean anything by it." Gray said defensively, rubbing the back of his neck. "I just meant you don't have to go through all the trouble. We all love your cooking." "You love my cooking because I don't take short cuts." She replied, scooping up the last of the onion and placing it in the bowl. She tossed a small beige sack on top of it and walked over to the stovetop. She poured the bowl's contents on top, a satisfied smile playing across her face. "That should do it." "Are you sure it's safe to leave over night?" Gray asked, watching as small flames licked the bottom of the stock pot. "It's just a low simmer. I leave it all the time. There's a sprinkler system if anything goes wrong, and it never has."  She reasoned, taking off her unsoiled apron and hanging it next to the sink. "Do you mind if I walk you home?" He asked, his stomach growling loudly as he remembered why he had come to the guild in the first place. As long as he had been gone, most of the food in his house was sure to be spoiled. "No." She said, the edges of her lips curling up into a soft smile. "But maybe you should eat something first. That's probably why you stopped by in the first place, right?" "Yeah, not that I don't enjoy your company." he added quickly. The white haired mage pulled a small white paper sack from the fridge and handed it to him. "It's just a couple tuna sandwiches.  Natsu and Happy caught a lot of fish on their last trip and gave me some in exchange for cooking half of it for them. I had some left over so I was going to take it home for Elf and Lisanna." "I don't wanna take it from them." Gray replied, his stomach nearly growling over his own voice. "They won't miss it." Mira replied, suppressing a small laugh. "You can walk me home in exchange." "Alright." Gray decided, holding open the kitchen door. "After you." 

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GrayxMirajane

I’m shameless, but I love this damn pairing so much.

He placed a finger under her chin and tilted her face up, planting a gentle kiss on her soft lips. Her hair fell over her shoulders and down her back, her bangs were released from their usual tie, laying in much the same matter they did when she was younger. His cold fingers ran through the soft waves, gently tugging at their ends. A small shiver ran through her body, this was it. “You're beautiful like this.” He professed, carefully caressing her cheek. The white haired mage was always beautiful to him, but he couldn't help but let her know when she was like this, completely his. “Look at me baby.” Her deep blue eyes fluttered open, instantly finding his. The corners of her lips turned up in a soft smile as she looked him over. The ice mage was as shirtless as ever, but he'd managed to keep his pants on for the time being. They were a bit low cut, giving her just a glimpse at the delicious V his hips formed.

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