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Day 5: College AU

let’s  go for a paddle <3

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

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fairy Tail Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gray Fullbuster/Ultear Milkovich Characters: Gray Fullbuster, Ultear Milkovich, Lyon Vastia, Ur (Fairy Tail), Deliora (Fairy Tail) Additional Tags: Sharing a Bed, Overcoming Trauma (could have been written better) Summary: The story of the Gray, the Demon Slayer continues! Months after defeating Deliora, Gray has been dealing with nightmares. Can Princess Ultear help him?

As part of @ftguildevents Fairy Tail Rare Pair Week 2022, I’ve written a bit of a sequel to “Gray, the Dragon Slayer”. Hope you enjoy!

[grayfangirl97]

Confession.

Gruvia will always be my main ship. but  I admit that I sometimes like to ship Gray with other girls like Graylu, Graytear, Gray x Cana, etc. It makes multip shipping fun for me. No hate please.

[remnantoforario]

Graytear

who’s the cuddler: Ultear. She loves to feel Gray’s muscles.

who makes the bed: Ultear. Gray tosses the covers like he does his clothes. 

who wakes up first: Gray. He likes to start his training early. 

who has the weird taste in music: Ultear. Travelling across the country means you pick up a few things. 

who is more protective: Both are about as equally protective of each other. 

who sings in the shower: Ultear. Gray caught her one time and never lets her live it down. Though he does like her voice.

who cries during movies: Neither. They find romance movies boring and both laugh at horror movies. 

who spends the most while out shopping: They don’t really go shopping that much. Ultear is still paranoid since she used to be a fugitive and Gray tosses all his clothes anyway.

who kisses more roughly: Ultear. 

who is more dominate: Ultear. 

my rating of the ship from 1-10: 7/10 This is honestly my ideal ship for both of them. 

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[raijindork]

Abominable [WotD #4]

Pairing: GrayTear Words: 318

@newgeht asked for some graytear, so here it is! I’ve never written Ultear in my life. Oops. There’s a first for everything. 

Ultear looked on in disgust at the monstrosity Gray was creating. She usually didn’t have nightmares, but she was lambast certain she was living in one, based on what she was looking at.

“What… are you doing?” she finally asked. She wasn’t the least bit surprised that Gray was only in his boxers despite the snow being past his ankles. It was what he was doing in the snow that disturbed her.

Gray looked up from the mounds of misshapen snow in front of him, looking to Ultear before looking back down to his creation. “Making a snowman.” He shrugged. Wasn’t it obvious?

“That’s a snowman?” Ultear raised an eyebrow at him as she began trudging through the snow. “In what universe is that considered a snowman?” For a mage who worked with ice, Ultear would’ve thought the man would be able to make a decent snowman. Sure, they were different mediums, but still. The thing in front of her was definitely not a snowman. It was lopsided and barely holding together, and it had lumps in all the wrong places.

“Oi, there’s nothing wrong with it!” Gray defended himself. Granted, he’d never actually built a snowman before, but he’d woken up that morning, seen all the snow from the previous night, and had the urge to build a snowman.

“Darling, that thing is an abomination.”

“Then it’s an abominable snowman.”

Ultear blinked, and Gray blinked back at her, his words quickly dawning on him. Never had Ultear heard something so ridiculous come out of his mouth. Now she really was convinced she was in a nightmare. “Did you just say it was an abominable snowman?”

Gray quickly turned away, his cheeks dusting with pink as he grabbed a handful of snow to begin shaping it. “No.” Damn it. Perhaps he’d been spending too much time with Meredy and Natsu. They were wearing off on him after all.

[grayserigala]

— the wolf

"everyone knows I am going to hell, and if it's true, i'll go there with you."

She hated him. He had taken everything away from her, even her place in her mother's heart. How, didn't matter. He, they, had replaced her and as she stood mere meters away from her once loving mother, all she could think was... unforgiveable. How could she? How could he? How dare he take her place? He already had his mother, so why in the world would he take hers too? Unforgiveable. He had taken something indescribably precious, and he would pay. She would become a villain, she would take away his irreplaceable.

She knew he was here on the island, but her acting skills had greatly improved since that day when he had taken it all. So as she cornered him again, as he asked about her mother, that word echoed in her mind. She loathed this man. He would never be her family. Not after he had taken her mother away. He didn't deserve family. He didn't deserve forgiveness. He didn't deserve love. So she would take every ounce of family, forgiveness, love that he thought he had and she would show him what he truly deserved.

Iced Shell.

That was the plan's name.

As they fought, she took a smug satisfaction at every pained noise he made. She felt that hatred deep inside feeding away at every glint of sadness, grief and pain that enterred his eyes. That was what he deserved. Agony. And that was what she was going to paint his world with.

She wasn't a perfect person, but if she could drag this man into hell, then she would be perfectly happy to descend alongside him.

[newgeht]

16, 23, and 49: Merik, sterza, and graytear in that order 👀

So I had a ton of fun writing these! Especially the Sterza one, medieval AUs always give me life. Cutting it off after the Merik, otherwise thise post will be super long LMAO

Merik - “We aren’t even friends!”

“We aren’t even friends!” Erik growled out, pulling his arm from Meredy. “Now leave me alone, will you?” He took a sip of his bleach cocktail, very uninterested in the maguility mage. They were supposed to be scoping this dingy place out and as always, the maguility mage took things too far.

She was very drunk and very annoying, two things that shouldn’t be combined. “That’s not what you said last night,” she hiccuped, inching closer to him.

Erik sputtered and clasped his hand over Meredy’s mouth. In a low hiss, he whispered into her ear, “Watch your tongue, candy. I’m not in the mood to put up with this shit right now.” He shifted so no one could see them. He could barely see under the dim lights of the bar, but it didn’t mean that no one was watching.

He could feel her lithe tongue against his hand and he let go, wiping her saliva on her sleeve. Her blue eyes were dreamy, her body swaying to the beat. “Ok, ok. But you know Jelly said to keep an eye on me. And all you’ve been interested in is that putrid drink in front of you.” She sloppily gestured to the tonic.  

But she was wrong. His single eye was always on her. And if he wasn’t, he was always hiding in the outskirts of her mind.

Sterza -“I will beat the title of ‘prince’ right the hell out of you!”

Erza was furious. This was the last time she would let Sting out of her sight. Anytime they were in public, he managed to slip away from her grasp. His escape always led him to trouble, whether it be with girls or getting into a fight.

She believed that as his bodyguard, (escort, or whatever you’d like to call it) she was supposed to be on duty until the king released her. And yet, she wished she could be kicked from this job. It was too much to look after the Prince of Fiore. And he wasn’t much fun to hang around either.

“Sting!” She called out, holding her hand over her mouth. “I will beat the title of ‘prince’ right the hell out of you! Get back here right this instant!”

A pair of hands were placed over her eyes and she fumed. Now was not the time to be playing games, “Remove your hands from my sight, you scoundrel.”

Though the body didn’t listen, Erza could feel her stomach drop ten stories. What a pervert! In one fell swoop, she turned and smashed her steel gloved hand against a familiar head of blonde hair.

“Ow!” Sting groaned, holding his head. “I was only trying to have some fun, princess of knights.” He teased, a familiar toothy grin growing on his face. “Lighten up a little, will ya? No one’s ever gonna give you a kiss if you act like this.”

At the mention of a kiss, Erza blushed. She couldn’t help it, but romantic affairs always made her so flustered. “I-I’ve gotten a kiss before. Don’t assume such things.”

Another thing, she was very bad at lying. She squirmed when Sting came closer, eyeing her with those sparkling blue eyes.

His toothy grin flared into a devious grin. “Oh yeah, then show me. Your future king demands it.”

He brought his face closer, puckering his lips obnoxiously. And the knight couldn’t help herself, she smacked him with her iron gauntlet. A third strike and Sting would have been down for the count.

He stumbled back, rubbing his face. “I should have expected that.”

“No kidding,” she said curtly. “Now, we have things to complete before the sun falls. No more games, prince.”

“Ugh… Being a prince is too much work.” He laughed his rejection off, but little did she know he would keep trying.

Graytear - “I’m begging you.”

He never expected Crime Sorciere to show up to the GMGs or be a part of the aftermath. Mostly because he didn’t want to see her. That violet haired woman, the daughter of his caretaker -Ultear. Her red orbs haunting him, following him into darkest fantasies or most joyous dreams. It infuriated him how much she was in his thoughts.

Gray had thought he would never see her after Tenrou, but here she was; fighting annoying dragon babies. These miniature versions of the real dragons kept coming in wave after wave. He was losing stamina, and he didn’t think he would last much longer. But Ultear kept him going, he couldn’t see her go down by them.

But then they got separated, Gray had been in search of Ultear ever since he noticed. But the more he looked, the more he felt time was running out for their sake.

“Ultear,” he called, his throat raw from yelling. The current commotion wasn’t in his throat’s favor, he ripped through those loud explosions and fights going on around him.

Was it possible, she got crushed by falling debris? He shook his head, stepping over rubble. That wasn’t possible, someone so strong would never receive that fate. Gripping his necklace, he prayed that it wouldn’t happen -that he would see the dark haired beauty one more time.

Rounding a corner, he could see the outline of a figure kneeling amongst the fallen walls of various buildings. “Ultear?” His voice a crisp whisper.

She stirred, those signature white bows glistening in the given light. He felt lighthearted to see her once again, hastily making his was through the crushed terrain. “I thought you… What happened?…” She looked past him, not focusing on him. “Are you ok?”

“Gray!” With a flick of her wrist, everything slowed. Hope had shone in those red eyes, but he knew he couldn’t be saved.

A burning sensation could be felt against his bare back, sending small waves of his pain. But then it became more concentrated, that searing heat coming drawn to his abdomen. Then it spread through him, his stomach torn from the beam of energy that him. A shot of blue escaping from his insides, blood spewing everywhere.

It felt like a lifetime as his body fell to the floor, he was dying. Ultear made quick work of those draconic-creatures, falling to her knees. “Gray,” she pulled his hand over the gaping hole, tears already rushing down her face. “Freeze it, please. We can fix this,” she sobbed.

But he wouldn’t comply, his magic reserves were gone. He grunted as he tried, not one drop of magic left. He wished he could see her smiling again, Gray didn’t want to see Ultear in a state such as this. “Go, Ultear. Go help everyone else, I’m just one person.”

She shook her head, pulling him into her lap. Everything began to go dark at that moment, the world becoming fuzzy. All he could see was light, bright and warm. Though screams of terror rung in his ears, and the sobbing of Ultear.

As he fell away, he could feel a greater power being drawn to him. Something from the bounds in which he could control. And from there everything reversed.

The next thing he knew, he awoke in a hospital bed. Those he called family, watching over his state. But he was just with Ultear, wasn’t he? He was supposed to be dead, unless everyone else succumbed to the dragons.

They were in relief to see him awake. Once he had eaten, they explained they found him unconscious on the battlefield, next to a white ribbon.

His window of reality was shattered in that moment. She did exactly what Ur did, sacrificed herself for him. But he couldn’t accept the fact, Gray was lost.

His time had ended with her.

[ravenstyx]

Jellal's cartel is in tatters. Everyone lies. Erza's morals are supposed to keep her firmly rooted on the ground. She's adrift. Laxus' world is again thrown in flux. Everyone's an enemy. Gray can't stop thinking about a woman that's not his lover. She's sweet poison. 1950's Magical AU, set in the same AU as Sweet-Rot. (Jerza, Miraxus, Graytear)

Rated MA, likely.

Finally done the re-write. Thank you everyone for your support.