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Someone requested another crossover meme, but -- why stick with just crossovers? Here's your chance to request things from any fandom you like -- especially if the fandom is small, obscure, or has no request type of meme available. Hopefully someone else will come along and fill it out, or someone else's request will spark something off in your head that you just have to write --

So here you go!


PAN-FANDOM FANWORKS MEME


Anon is on like always!

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ETA: Sorry, link list's gone. Realizing it'd exceed the character limit.

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Gray ran out of money so quickly, he was left with only his shirt on his back.

Actually, he no longer even possessed that, sold off for some measly spare change when he wasn’t looking. At least he still had his shorts, though he often unconsciously unbuckled it before Nami pointed out his habit politely by smashing the back of his head.

“It’s a nice day for shopping, isn’t it?” she fairly sang, swinging her many bags back and forth. The bags were overfilled with magical trinkets, jewelry, dresses, and some other girly products that Gary dared not touch. Most of his day was spent standing outside really pink shops and peeking in every once in a while at the dangerous new world he discovered.

“I don’t have any more money,” he said unhappily. Luckily, he hadn’t drawn out all his money when he had met this girl who smelled like sea and oranges. And she had a cool tattoo. And she wasn’t mean like Erza and wasn’t annoying like Natsu.

“That’s fine,” she said happily, waving him away. “I have more than enough. It was a good day. Thanks for taking me shopping, Gr-Gr-“

“Gray.”

“Gray!”

She sighed happily, collapsing on a bench and leaned back. Gray put down the bags and began to sit down.

“Pull up your pants.”

He did so.

“So what are you doing around these parts?” she asked, finally sitting up. She dusted off her dress and smiled at him, and he flushed.

“I’m on a mission,” he said loudly, looking away. “I’m from Fairy Tail. The best magic guild in the world!” The last part was said particularly loudly.

“So you’re a mage?” She looked interested.

“Ice,” he said proudly, “One of the best there. Even better than Natsu.” This was said in a particular loud voice, and he pointed to himself proudly.

She was trying on necklaces.

He awkwardly moved his hand back down and shuffled in his seat. Unconsciously, he began to remove his shorts again.

She smashed him on the back of his head with a pole-thingy.

“Don’t do that,” she said. “It’s indecent.”

“Ri-right.” She was kinda like Erza. But he looked at her stick curiously, looked at her, looked at the stick, and looked back at her. When she still didn’t say anything, he stared at the stick, and then deliberately turned to puppy-dog eye her.

“It’s something Usopp made me,” she finally said. “It’s how I fight.”

“You fight too?” He brightened up considerably. “You must be tough.” After all, Erza still scared him even when she wasn’t there.

“Of course!” she said defiantly. She held out her stick and laughed loudly. “I fight alongside all my crewmates.” Oh, right. Gray hadn’t asked her what she did. But before that. Fighting could be much more interesting than girls.

“So what do you just hit people with it?”

“No, I change the weather.”