#jelray

[ravendavia]

never gonna finish this one but yeah old doodle of jelray as apollo and hyacinthus

[sun-stricken]

Jellal: hey

Gray: hm?

Jellal, checking him out: how much you wanna bet that my boyfriend is a lot hotter than yours?

Gray: ?? Jel,, we’re da…

Gray:

Gray, flustered: Jellal we’ve talked about this!

[fairy-serigala]

jelray; in which jellal's trauma has left him overwhelmed by the simplest things

gray will touch him on his shoulder or the back of his head to let him know he's there and jellal will do a full body stutter

gray taking jellal's wrist to guide him around lampposts when he gets distracted

jellal nearly crying whenever gray stops him to brush some dust from his collar or a leaf from his hair

jellal still getting flustered when gray kisses him good morning, even if they've been together for years

gray taking jellal's hand whenever he gets nervous and jellal is violently reminded that gray relies on and trusts him and- oh god- he's emotional

gray always double checking to make sure that jellal is okay with anything he does and jellal always is, but that verbal consent makes him so soft because gray cares about him and-

gray lying his head on jellal's shoulder whenever they get a chance to stargaze together, and always getting comfy whenever jellal starts rambling, always listening to everything jellal has to say

gray stepping in whenever jellal starts to get overwhelmed but doesn't know how to get himself out of a situation or quietly pulling jellal aside to make sure he's okay and just-

all the little things gray does and gives to jellal that make him emotional because after everything that's happened in his past, it's like gray is handing his humanity and innocence back to him and gray makes him feel like he deserves it...

[crystallos-sol]

Astronomy? Isn't that about stars and shit?

[jelrayweek]

A big thanks to the amazing @x-thekid​ for letting us use her beautiful art! Check it out here.

Welcome to Jelray Weekend 2021!

Event Dates: April 23-26

Prompts: 🌟 Day 1: Wretched / Divine ❄️ Day 2: Stars/ Alleys 🌟 Day 1: Almost/ Spaces ❄️ Day 2: Hands/ Whispers Prompts are only for inspiration, so feel free to use your own creativity.

Content Submission: Art, edits, fics, poetry, amvs, headcanons, manga colorings, playlist, text posts, etc, and pretty much anything else is acceptable.

Event Tag: Content can either be submitted to this blog or you can use the tag #jelrayweekend2021 in your first five so that we can see it! Please also mention the blog @jelrayweek​ since the tags do not work sometimes. 

Event Rules: • Any NSFW must be tagged appropriately. If your content contains any triggers please tag them (ex. self-harm, depression, gore, etc.) • Any work with incest, pedophilia, character or ship bashing will not be accepted. • All work must be original and created for this event. Standalone one-shots from established works are acceptable. Any content that is submitted will need to be your own work. No plagiarism!

Additional Info:  Late entries will be accepted. Any genre, including platonic content and brotp is welcomed! Do let us know if your submission is not reblogged within 2 days.  If you have any questions, feel free to ask them by messaging us or sending in an ask. Reblogs are appreciated! @fairytailevents​

[gaymirajane]

"I should have fought harder for us."

♡ Jellal x Gray

♡ 1.9k

♡ TWs - alcohol mention, swearing, post breakup angst

♡ Happy Jelray weekend 2021 everyone!

♡ @jelrayweek

[x-thekid]

IT’S BIG BANG TIME BABY! My first submission for Fairy Tail’s Reverse Big Bang held by @ftguildevents Ahhhh! I’ve been waiting so long to post this \o/ Jellal and Gray gazing up at the Northern Lights in Isvan, the story for this picture was done by @useless-slytherclaw / Ao3 You can read her wonderful story 

*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: * HERE  *:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *

or here on tumblr

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[useless-slytherclaw]

Revealing my fic for The Reverse Bang by @ftguildevents!  It’s inspired by this beautiful piece by @x-thekid (seriously go look at it).  It was beta read by @oryu404. 

Jellal has never been this far north, not even during his days wandering with Crime Sorciere. He’s never had a reason to.

His eyes stray to his left where Gray walks beside him. Jellal can see in the set of his mouth and the softness around his eyes that the ice mage is entirely untroubled even though the air around them is the bitter sort of cold that steals the oxygen from your lungs as you breathe.

Gray has his hands shoved into his pockets, but Jellal can tell by the relaxed lines of his shoulders that it’s from habit and not from cold. Plus, his coat- which is more for fashion than warmth in the first place- is open, exposing the shirt underneath.  He doesn’t think Gray can actually feel cold anymore.  

Jellal watches his partner as they walk with only the soft squeak of snow under their feet to accompany them. It’s the sound of dry snow, the kind he has only seen before in the dead of winter, which falls on the coldest nights.

It should be dark here with only the stars and the moon to guide them. Jellal is used to the deep darkness of night far away from a city or a fire from the many nights spent outside as he traveled around Fiore.  But the silver light from above shatters into a million million pieces under their feet so that the world seems to glow faintly.

He almost feels as if he’s stepped clean off the earth and into another dimension.  Almost, he feels like an intruder, as his breath clouds the clear air and his feet disturb the smooth snow under his feet.  The chill of the air claws at his lungs and seeps into his bones as if it wishes to claim him for its own, to make him part of this place.  

But, while Jellal might be an intruder, Gray is anything but. A poet might say that he looks like he rules the place but that’s not quite right. It’s deeper than that.  He is of this place. The silver moonlight on his skin, the white line of his shoulders against the stars, the darkness of his hair, every bit of him belongs here. Dizzying patterns of ice spread from his footsteps, not disturbing the snow, but complimenting it. 

It was Gray’s idea that they come here, of course. After he was pardoned, Jellal had gone straight to Fairy Tail and to Gray.  While he waited for Gray and Natsu to finish whatever they were fighting about, he’d thanked Makarov and Erza for everything they’d done for him.

He hadn’t known what to expect when he talked to Gray. Their relationship up until that point hadn’t been on and off exactly, but there’s only so much a relationship can be when it’s forged entirely of stolen moments between battles and journeys.  

“I’ve been pardoned,” he had said. “I’m free.”  

He hadn’t said, ‘I’m free to be with you,’ because even though he wanted to, he didn’t know what Gray wanted. They’d whispered about the future together when they sat under the stars outside of Magnolia. But Jellal refused to be a shackle or chain. He’d happily follow Gray to the end of the earth, but only if Gray wanted him to. But Gray had smiled; every time Jellal saw that smile he wondered how he had ever thought Gray was cold and aloof.

He hadn’t expected Gray to come to him the next day and ask if he would go on a journey with him.  

“I get it if you don’t want to,” Gray had said, and there was a tension in his shoulders that denied his relaxed poise and voice. “You probably just want to rest now that you don’t have the crown chasing after you. You’ve been wandering around for years. But… I need to get away for a while,  and I’d- well… I’d like it if you came with me.”

“Of course I’ll go with you,” Jellal had said immediately and watched the tension ease out of the other man’s body.  

And he had. Gray had led them north, leaving Fiore behind. He hadn’t questioned the reason behind the journey; he figured that Gray would tell him when he’s ready. While he only knows bits and pieces of Gray’s past picked up from comments by both Gray and Ultear, he also knows what it’s like to have a past that’s almost too painful to talk about.

“It’s beautiful isn’t it?” Gray’s voice brings Jellal back to the present moment.  

“Yes,” Jellal says, but his eyes aren’t on the scenery, they’re on Gray, who’s looking away from him, across the field of snow towards the trees and mountains in the distance.  

“I’ve missed this. It’s not that Fiore isn’t beautiful, but-” his voice trails off.

“There’s nothing like this.”

“Exactly.”

Gray turns his head to look at Jellal and takes a step so that they are close enough to touch. Jellal takes his hand, closing the distance between them.

“You’re cold,” Gray says with faint surprise as their hands meet, and Jellal laughs.

“It is cold,” he points out.

“I guess it is,” Gray says and he rubs the back of his neck with his free hand. “Sorry.  Do you want my coat? I don’t need it.”

“I’m fine,” Jellal says. He’s not in danger of freezing, and Gray’s coat wouldn’t fit him anyway. “Thanks though.”

He closes the distance between them to kiss Gray. It’s really only a brush of lips on lips, but the warmth of Gray’s lips against his chilled ones almost burns. When he pulls back, he’s greeted by a smile, and he feels warmer.  

“Ever since you told me that you loved the night sky, I’ve wanted to bring you here,” Gray says quietly. It’s a quiet, fragile sounding admission, and Jellal tightens his grip on Gray’s hand.

Without looking away, Jellal tells him, “I’m glad you did.” Then he turns his eyes up to the heavens. They’ve come far enough north that the stars have changed their position in the sky.  

“The sky seems closer here,” he tells Gray and his voice is quiet too. He pauses, his eyes on the stars. “In the tower, I used to watch the stars at night. They were so beautiful, but so far away… Unreachable.  I used to dream of being able to watch them without bars in the way.”

Gray squeezes his hand, “Now you can.”

“Now I can,” Jellal agrees, and there’s a small smile on his face. Before he can say anything else something green flickers at the edge of his vision. Immediately his attention is up, ready for an attack.  “What?”

“It’s about to start,” Gray says unhelpfully.  But Jellal notices the undercurrent of excitement in his voice.

“What’s about to start?”

“Look,” Gray says and points to the north.  

A soft gasp leaves Jellal’s lips. The sky, which had been the empty blue-black of the night, is now shot through with banners of pink and purple and green. They seem to ripple slowly like silk dancing on the wind.

“Have you ever seen anything like it?” Gray asks quietly, wrapping his arms around Jellal’s waist.

Jellal can only shake his head as his eyes trace the pattern of dancing lights. Gray huffs a small laugh into his neck.  

“Let’s sit for a while and watch,” Gray suggests, and Jellal nods. With a motion of his hands, Gray lays out a layer of ice so they can sit without sinking into the snow.  As they sit, Jellal turns his attention to Gray, who still has a smile on his face.  Jellal wraps an arm around the ice mage, letting his cloak fall over both of them.  

When Gray leans into his embrace, the warmth that spreads through Jellal isn’t only from his body heat. Jellal rests his head on Gray’s and they sit in silence for a while. Jellal’s eyes trace the dancing motion of the lights in the sky. The snow reflects the light of the aurora, painting their whole world in varying shades of green and pink. In the hush, there is only the quiet sound of their breathing to disturb the air, and Jellal can almost hear the quiet melody of the dancing sky.

He’s not sure how, but he can feel the shift in Gray’s mood as his silence becomes pensive. But Jellal doesn’t disturb him, he only waits to see if Gray will speak.

“Do you believe in absolution,” Gray asks him at last.  

It’s a question that Jellal has asked himself at least hundreds of times when the weight of his crimes is bearing down on him, and he wonders if he will ever be free. Despite the years that he has spent trying to atone for his sins, all he can tell Gray is this: “I have to.”

Gray nods.  

There are words he holds in his heart that he rarely has the courage to speak. But here, at the end of the world, there is nothing but the sky and the snow and the space between them and somehow it is easier to speak.

“I’m not sure that the guilt will ever go away,” Jellal says and his eyes are on the sky.  If he looks down at Gray, he might not be able to speak. In his mind, though, he sees the tower of heaven and the people he kept trapped inside. “I’ve done things… Things that I thought were unforgivable.  My sins have hurt more people than I can name.”

“But that’s not you anymore,” Gray says, and the ghost of a smile lifts the corner of Jellal’s lip.

“I could say the same to you. But what I wanted to say is that, even if there is no absolution, no escape from the guilt, there is forgiveness… Even for someone like me.”

“Forgiveness, eh?” Gray says and his gaze drops from the sky to the snow in front of him. But Jellal can tell by the expression on his face that he isn’t seeing the snow.  

“There are two types of forgiveness, actually,” Jellal says and turns his eyes back to the sky. “The first is easiest; it’s when others forgive you. The second is the hard one because you have to forgive yourself.”

Gray makes a non-commital sound that is neither agreement nor disagreement, so Jellal keeps going.

“You didn’t know Ultear very well, but I did,” he smiles wryly, “or I knew her as well as anyone other than Meredy.”

“Are you going to tell me that she forgave me?” Gray asks, and there’s something that Jellal can’t quite read in his voice.  

“Not exactly,” Jellal said. “She didn’t think there was anything to forgive you for.  She didn’t blame you.”

Jellal hears the air leaving Gray’s lungs.  His voice is slightly shaky when he speaks, “I-her mother. How did she-”

“I don’t know everything,” Jellal says.  “Ultear was a very private person. She saw her mother’s memories when she fell into the water off of Tenrou Island. I don’t know what she saw, but she realized that she had been blaming the wrong people.”

Gray shakes his head.  He still blames himself, and maybe he always will. Jellal didn’t expect to change his mind with one sentence. He knows how hard it is to let go of your guilt. They sit in silence again.  Jellal watches the stars and waits; he can feel that Gray isn’t done with the conversation.

There’s no way of knowing how long they sit like this. Time seems to stretch into infinity here in this pocket of the universe they’ve managed to claim for just themselves. 

“Ultear sacrificed herself,” Gray says quietly, “and saved me.”

There’s an echo to the guilt in Gray’s voice in Jellal’s heart. But Jellal, like the others in Crime Sorciere, can understand her sacrifice in a way most people never will.  

“Yes,” Jellal says, “she saved many people. It’s normal to feel guilty for living because she died. Sometimes I still do.  But you have to remember that Ultear did what she did because she wanted to.”  Jellal pauses again as he struggles to put words to the things he wants to say. “You asked me if I believed in absolution.  Ultear had struggled to and had started to believe that it would never come, but in her sacrifice, she found both absolution and happiness.”

The conversation lapses again into silence, but Jellal doesn’t mind the stop-start pace of it. It fits somehow.  

“Thank you,” Gray says quietly.  

“No need,” Jellal says and turns to face Gray.

Gray smiles and leans in to kiss him. It’s brief and then he is pulling away and standing up. He reaches out a hand to pull Jellal to his feet.

“No point in sitting around forever.  We’ve still got a while to go.”

Their eyes meet for a moment before Gray turns away, and Gray’s dark eyes shine with the reflected light of hundreds of stars. 

Jellal had always loved the heavens.

[someonewith-a-blog]

Gray(trying to flirt) : Ah! There you are. You blue haired cutie pie

Jella, juvia and levy(all at once) : He was talking to me!

[watcher-ofthe-sky]

It was His Magic

Jelray Week 2020

Hosted by @jelrayweek

Day 1: Light

***

Summary: Jellal was a galaxy and Gray was pulled into that stellar system, but he forgot that galaxies do not have oxygen, after all.

Pairing: Jellal x Gray

***

It was his magic—luminous, glowing, so bright—which drew Gray toward him. And all of that was so ironic because both of them had darkness running so deep in their veins that they sometimes forgot the very existence of light.

Jellal's magic called to him.

And Gray blindly followed it in the dark.

***

It was his eyes that made him stay. They glittered and shined and Gray coul swore that he would see galaxies in them.

Jellal was a galaxy. A system of stars burning and bounded by gravity.

The gravity of Jellal's eye called to him.

And Gray found himself being pulled closer to them every day.

***

It was his heart which became his demise.

It was so full and had so much light inside of it that Gray almost found it blinding. He scoffed at the irony again. But Jellal would smile at him and hook his finger under his chin, pulled his face closer to his lips and whispered a promise of love which broke Gray.

And so, he would combust every time he would be with Jellal. He would throw his arms around him. Tightly. He would take rapid breaths because even breathing would stop being an effortless task.

Gray was pulled into that stellar system, but he forgot that galaxies do not have oxygen, after all.

Their love collided and crumbled down, like meteoroids shattering and swirling in space.

Once in a while, when Gray was back on his earth, he would catch a glimpse of those shooting stars. Their tail glittering with a love which soon turned into dust.

He would still look at them.

Because it was his magic—luminous, glowing, so bright— which drew Gray toward him.

***

[A/N]: GUYS I NOW HAVE A BEAUTIFUL FAN ART MADE BY LOVELY @j0nah98 FOR THIS FIC. YOU CAN CHECK IT OUT HERE.

[aki-natsuko]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fairy Tail Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jellal Fernandes/Gray Fullbuster Characters: Jellal Fernandes, Gray Fullbuster Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Promises, Choices, Love, Home Summary:

Gray had given him many things, the most precious of which now hung around Jellal's neck. The necklace a promise, not just to wait, but that he had a home. A place where he could and would always belong. A gift as priceless as the one he now wore around his neck and his fingers trembled as he lifted the pendant to his lips now and pressed a kiss to it.

With Tartaros on the move, it's not Magnolia that Jellal is going back to, but Gray with the promises ringing in his heart.

[ravendavia]

Jelray lovechild that popped up in my extreme delulu brain

[kaatseye]

wow i can’t believe they’re in love

- - - - - do not repost w/o credit. art: @kaatseye.  ♡

[fairy-serigala]

one of the softest aesthetics: gray being wrapped in other people's cloaks

[theseventhstar]

I find really interesting how Jellal and Gray both had their edgy phases at 19 

[jelrayweek]

A big thanks to @theseventhstar​ for letting us use her amazing art! Welcome to Jelray Week 2020! We are very excited to run this event again and we hope you can join in the fun.

Event Dates: April 13-19

Prompts: 🌟 Day 1: Light ❄️ Day 2: Confetti 🌟 Day 3: Lock ❄️ Day 4: Mirror 🌟 Day 5: Tradition ❄️ Day 6: Horizon 🌟 Day 7: Family

Content Submission: Art, edits, fics, poetry, amvs, headcanons, manga colorings, playlist, text posts, etc, and pretty much anything else is acceptable.

Event Rules: • Any NSFW must be tagged appropriately. If your content contains any triggers please tag them (ex. self-harm, depression, gore, etc.) • Any work with incest, pedophilia, character or ship bashing will not be accepted. • All work must be original and created for this event. Standalone one-shots from established works are acceptable. Any content that is submitted will need to be your own work. No plagiarism!

Event Tag: Content can either be submitted to this blog or you can use the tag #jelrayweek2020 in your first five so that we can see it! You’re also welcome to mention the blog @jelrayweek​.

Additional Info: Prompts are only for inspiration, so feel free to use your own creativity. Late entries will be accepted. Any genre, including platonic content and brotp is welcomed! Do let us know if your submission is not reblogged within 2 days. If you have any questions, feel free to ask them by messaging us or sending in an ask.