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[who-tops-poll]

Gray Fullbuster / Natsu Dragneel from Fairy Tail?

Gray Fullbuster & Natsu Dragneel

Who tops?

Gray tops

Gray usually tops, Natsu can top

They switch almost equally

Natsu tops

Natsu usually tops, Gray can top

They are in a non-sexual relationship

They are sides

Voting ended onSep 25, 2025

[twomanyideas]

Gratsu and Stingue Events for 2022 Interest Check

Hey Everyone! As we started to think/plan for the events we wanted to run next year, we realized things aren't looking so great in our corn

Please fill this out if you are a content creator in the Gratsu or Stingue fandoms, or would like to be!

Reblogs are really appreciated.

[heartbreak-human]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Fairy Tail Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Natsu Dragneel/Gray Fullbuster Characters: Natsu Dragneel, Gray Fullbuster, Lucy Heartfilia, Erza Scarlet, Happy (Fairy Tail), Gajeel Additional Tags: Bath fun, mating instincts, Idiots in Love Series: Part 1 of Bathing in Love Summary:

Gray scowled. “I hate hot baths.”

“Then you’ll really hate this. The water has to be kept at a certain temperature the whole time. And, as an Ice Mage, it is the right temperature to make your body weak. That means you need someone with you to make sure you don’t drown or hurt yourself.” Every word was said with ruthless practicality.

“Can’t I get into a tub of acid instead?” Because being weakened in front of someone and relying on them was too much for his pride.

Lucy shifted from her seat beside his bed in the infirmary, leaning closer to put a comforting hand over one of Gray’s. “Wait, that kind of precise temperature-controlled tub is hard to find. How are we supposed to-” Lucy stopped as Erza’s eyes slid over to the sulking pink-haired Dragonslayer in the corner. “Oh, crap.”

The Ice Mage felt sicker than when he’d walked in. “No, I’ll take the acid. It will hurt less.”

Natsu, who hadn’t been paying attention, looked up at them. “What kind of drama are you causing now, Ice Princess?” With the horrified look he was receiving from Gray, the pitying gaze from Lucy, and Erza’s expectant stare, he knew he’d missed something important. “What?”

[ao3feed-gratsu]

Sad Hours

by SauteedSpinach

This was something I came up with when my discord server said we needed a good cry.

Words: 1983, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Fairy Tail

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Major Character Death

Characters: Natsu Dragneel, Gray Fullbuster, Erza Scarlet, Lucy Heartfilia, Porlyusica (Fairy Tail), Background & Cameo Characters

Relationships: Natsu Dragneel/Gray Fullbuster, Natsu Dragneel & Gray Fullbuster

Additional Tags: One Shot, Major Character Injury, Fighting, How Do I Tag, The Author Regrets Everything, Character Death

Source:https://archiveofourown.org/works/24996619

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[cielwritesshit]

You’re the wind at my back - Gratsu

Summary: Natsu finally goes on that date with his coworker Gray, and it’s so much better than he expected.

A/N: This is technically part 2 to the bus stop fic, but it can stand alone, so you don’t need to read that to understand this. Also, this has been in my drafts for months, oof. Sorry it’s taken me so long. Enjoy :)

You can find this on Ao3 and wattpad, I hope you enjoy :)

Tags: @splendidlyimperfect @friendlyneighborhoodfairy

Natsu checked his phone again. It was stupid, he knew Gray was driving, but he still hoped there was another message from him. He’d been waiting outside the theatre for about 10 minutes, since the buses were running less often due to the snow. When his phone check resulted in nothing, he sighed and pulled his scarf tighter around his neck.

He had no idea that a date would be so stressful.

Thankfully, he didn’t have to wait too much longer before he heard the tell-tale crunch of snow, and saw a familiar mop of raven hair. Gray hadn’t dressed up, just like he’d said, yet he still looked just... amazing. He was wearing his leather jacket, black ripped jeans, and steel-capped combat boots.  And he looked gorgeous.

“Uh, hey.” Great. Smooth, real smooth Natsu.

“Hi. You ready for the movie?” Gray smiled, making Natsu’s heart skip a beat. How dare his best friend be so. Damn. Hot. It wasn’t fair! Stumbling over his words, Natsu responded, and they headed into the cinema. As they waited in line, Natsu felt the awkwardness creeping up on him. Gray must’ve felt it as well, because he was desperately looking round the room. He sighed, before turning back to Natsu.

“You never did tell me. How did Lucy’s disaster date with Loke go?” Natsu smiled, before recounting exactly how much of a disaster his co-workers actually were. By the time they had sat down, all awkward feelings were gone and their discussion had continued to general questions, like how they were, and what Gray had done to his shoulder first week of uni (how they’d ended up at that, Natsu had no idea, but he hadn’t laughed this hard since their junior year camp). As the lights dimmed, Natsu felt that he could just relax and watch a movie with his best friend. And crush of nearly 7 years. And date. Fuck, he was so screwed.

The opening action had faded, and there was a gentle lull in the film. Natsu had expected this, most superhero films had character building in them. What he hadn’t expected was for Gray to stretch his arm up, and lower it around Natsu’s shoulders. Of all  the cheesy things, it had to be that one. The worst thing was that Natsu quite liked the feeling. It was private. Intimate. And damn did Gray smell good. Like pine trees, and spearmint. It was nice.

Before he knew it, the credits were rolling, and the lights were coming up. Gray had removed his arm, and was standing up, tugging his jacket on over his shoulders. Natsu was still in a daze.

“Hey flamebrain! I’m sure I offered you dinner. You coming?” Gray’s nickname didn’t have any bite, and he was grinning like an idiot. Not that Natsu was any better. They left the theatre and headed to a nearby diner, where Natsu was sure he ate more than normal. He and Gray kept egging each other on, until they could hardly eat another bite. And when they’d finished, they’d talked and laughed until their ribs ached, and they could barely breathe. Natsu couldn’t remember the last time he’d had so much fun on a date. Especially a first date.

Natsu knew Gray was everything he’d ever wanted, but damn, was this boy pulling out all the stops.

The sky had turned dark by the time they finally left. Gray paid while Natsu was in the bathroom, much to Natsu’s displeasure since he wanted to treat the other(and he complained for all of two minutes until Gray stretched to put his jacket on and all the words dried up on his tongue). Both boys walked to where Gray was parked, which seemed to be further away from the diner than necessary. In a moment of bravery, Natsu had grabbed Gray’s hand, and was thrilled when the taller boy had interlocked their fingers. Natsu was filled with glee, and a sense of nostalgia. The only other time they’d held hands was the night of their senior prom, when their dates had decided to leave them for each other. Gray had been sitting on the side of the school hall for a while, and when Natsu had sat down, they’d grabbed each other’s hands before they knew what was happening. After that, their night had improved. They’d had fun together, and for one night, they didn’t care about the consequences.

Natsu was jerked out of his memories when they reached Gray’s bike. It was then that he remembered he’d caught the bus into town. And a quick glance at his watch told him that he had missed the last one. He voiced that to Gray. Who started to laugh.

“I brought a spare helmet. Gimme a sec,” and Gray had pulled two helmets from his bike. Passing Natsu the red one, he pulled a jet black one over his already black hair and unzipped his jacket. “Here, put this on. You don’t want to get cold out there.”

“Not a chance. But thanks for the jacket, since you’ve still got mine!” Natsu stuck his tongue out at Gray, and laughed as Gray looked almost offended. Then his jaw dropped. Gray had straddled his bike, and…

Holy shit was Natsu gay™.

He’d never seen Gray ride before. He wished he had. He didn’t think he could be more attracted to his… boyfriend? Date? What were they again? They hadn’t talked it out yet, they’d had too much fun at the diner.

But in that moment, Natsu didn’t care. He just knew that he had to get on that bike right now.

“Don’t let go, okay? Hold on tight.” Gray started the engine. Natsu barely had time to wrap his arms round Gray’s chest before they were speeding off under the cover of darkness. He’d never moved so quickly, he’d never felt so free. They probably weren’t moving as fast as it felt, but the speed felt so much more real when there were no walls around him. All the lights were so bright, and the wind was so loud. Natsu had never felt more alive. He gripped Gray tighter, and realised how well defined Gray was. He clearly worked out, and Natsu could feel every muscle tense as he moved ever so slightly since all he had on was a thin black t-shirt (how could he not be freezing, there was snow falling for heaven’s sake!). For the first time that day, Natsu truly appreciated how lucky he was to be with the man he loved.

And if he noticed that Gray had taken the long route to his apartment, well. He certainly wasn’t going to complain. He just wished Gray’s helmet didn’t cover his neck, so that he could rest his head next to the other boys.

That wasn’t creepy. Natsu just wanted to be as close to the other as possible.

When they reached Natsu’s home, Gray took both of their helmets, and walked him to his front door. They had fallen silent the moment the engine stopped. And even though everything felt calm, Natsu could feel the adrenaline coursing through him.

And the moment when their lips met outside his front door was one he’d remember forever.

[izukillme-moved]

(Oneshot) Gray x Natsu + Protecting Each Other - You deserve so much better, Ceru <3

Thank you so much, Jaci <3 you have no idea how much this means to me :333

@watcher-ofthe-sky tysm for the help on this!! I always love to brainstorm with you <3

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Natsu and the woman rage across the barren earth, trading powerful, blazing punches and delicate, deceptive strikes that keep cutting too close. He’s powerful, but his fists are no match for a swordswoman of her calibre. He spits and hisses flame, trying to keep her at bay, but her steps are too quick for his single-minded, imprecise attacks. Her blue hair’s half-burned off, hanging in a short, ragged, soot-edged bobcut around her ears, but she barely blinks at the sudden loss of weight from her head, pivoting expertly around Natsu’s stunned form.

And then the sword is slicing down towards Natsu’s chest before he can breathe, but he’s not even afraid because he knows - 

Ice stops the swing that surely would have killed him, strong and firm and hard and unyielding, a solid block that weighs the swordswoman down, and she cries out at the sudden cold, clutching her shoulder as veins of blue creep up her dark skin. Natsu doesn’t waste a second, going in for a full-blown punch to the head to knock her out while Gray stabilizes his magic to make sure her sword arm is incapacitated. Her head lolls back, brown eyes half-closed, skin glimmering with a sheen of sweat, lips murmuring a prayer even in unconsciousness.

“Do I always have to get you out of this stuff, Flame Brain?” Gray says, and he sounds exasperated, but Natsu knows he’s not. 

So he responds cheerfully, “It was me who knocked her out, not you, Ice Princess,” 

Gray snorts. “Says the guy who was getting his ass beat.”

They don’t mention that he would have been dead by now if Gray hadn’t been there. Gray won’t gloat in it; Natsu won’t thank him - because that’s not how it works between Gray and Natsu.

Because they have an unspoken deal, and that deal can stick to being unspoken.

—–

Gray stares up at the sky, dark eyes vacant and empty as they always are on this day. His head spins with a whirlpool of memory he’d rather not get sucked into, but he’s got no choice. 

At least today, he should let himself sink into it. Should atone by allowing it to rip him apart all over again, leaving him the same torn, broken mess he becomes this day every year. 

The same mess that he deserves to be, for daring to be happy.

Unwittingly, his shoulders sag, heavy with the weight of the illusory strength he’s too tired to project today. His head falls forward onto his knees, and a pit opens up in his stomach, wide and gaping and empty - a pit that can’t be filled even by the bubbling vivacity of Fairy Tail, not today. 

He is dropping, then, dropping into this pit, deeper and deeper, hurtling down the seemingly bottomless hole of despair and guilt and regret which widens every second he’s in it. A voice screams at him to stop, to pull himself out before it is too late, but he simply can’t try anymore. 

Gray is a lost boy, adrift, floating, and there is nothing that can save him now.

But then there is a warm and sharp blast to his bare back, shocking him back into the present, and his body retaliates with a hastily-made lance, though his mind is still reeling from the sudden shock.

“Come on, Ice Princess,” taunts Natsu, smirking confidently, but his eyes are full of understanding. “Today ain’t no day to be moping around like some emo loser.”

“Emo loser, huh?” Gray returns challengingly, a spark lighting in his dull-edged, rusty blade of a heart. “I’ll show you what this emo loser can do!”

Natsu attacks first, and Gray sidesteps most of his too-direct punches and kicks, trying to get his rhythm down. But he soon starts taking hits and giving them in equal measure, tired of evading the fight like a prissy princess.

Natsu’s fists speak better than his words - always have. 

With a punch to the gut, he says, It’s not your fault.

With a kick to the head, he tells Gray, Never has been.

With a spell aimed at his face, he shouts, So shut up and let me help you! 

And as they launch themselves at each other, sharp hisses of steam rising as white-hot fire and hell-cold ice clash, Gray manages to forget, just a little.

And he manages to forgive himself, just a little.

The words stuck in his throat don’t come out. 

Thank you, Natsu.

Not today, not now… maybe not ever.

Because he doesn’t need to say them; doesn’t need to state in words the extent of their bond. Meaningless strings of letters cannot describe Gray and Natsu, and will never be able to.

Because this is how it is - Gray will protect Natsu from others, and Natsu will protect Gray from himself.

Because this is how it is - and neither of them will have it any other way.