requested by: bystanding-observer
prompt: Gruvia; Gray having to deal with missing Juvia’s presence via paranoia.
A girly voice kept ringing in Gray’s ear and he couldn’t seem to get rid of it.
He stood up from his stool in the bar and began pacing around agitatedly. The world outside had just entered winter and the glass slats were chilled to the core, but that didn’t stop Gray from glancing at it constantly.
From the corner of his eyes, Gray could hear the husky voice of Cana, the loudness that was Natsu, the softness that was Levy, the reprimanding tone that was Lucy and several other voices.
But the voice he was hearing most prominently of them all belonged to someone who was definitely not present—there was no blue hair and wide eyes and “Gray-sama” shouts at all.
Amused glances followed Gray’s figure as he circled around the room.
“Who do you think’s gonna tell him?”
“That Juvia’s not on a solo mission and is just busy building a snow fort near her place? Let him figure it out himself.”
But tell me now where was my fault, in loving you with my whole heart? | ♥
Her heart was all over the place. She has always worn her flaws upon her sleeve. Censoring her feelings was something she decided she’ll never do, no matter how big the repercussions were.
So she lived in loneliness. Gloomy mood and rain around her, Juvia tried her best to be someone for those around her. But she was only their teasing material, and no matter what she did (even the teru teru bozu dolls didn’t have any effect), acceptance was something hard to get.
Even in a guild (where she was supposed to be happy), she felt nothing but sadness. So she decided that better than staying with that aching feeling in her heart, she would feel no more. If they didn’t need her, Juvia didn’t want them either. Stoned-face and icy-glares she could go forward.
She learnt the warmth in someone’s voice towards her much later, with small pats on her head and comforting words said more like growls. His iron smell would be even more remarkable around her rain, and although she cared for the guy who pierced holes in his body to fill those in his heart, he couldn’t stop her rain.
She never saw the place where she belonged as bad. Their deeds were made out of desperation, and the name Fairy Tail rang in her ears like those of all the other guilds. The problem was that Fairy Tail was such a damn different guild. Lives on the line, they would give their last breath to those they’d call nakama so easily, and she never knew what kindness is until she met him.
Bold eyes and determined words and her mind was gone from her purpose. Juvia never knew what liking someone was, but she had a feeling that she has just found out. Her emotions were mixed and her insecurity just made everything worse, water dripping from the skies even harder and she just hated everything. He’s just like all the others, remarking on the power she never asked for with such easiness. Fury is an easy word for what she felt, and shock was nothing compared to what snapped her out of her anger and depression. Rain was gone and she never saw a clear sky in her entire life and it was just so… beautiful.
He believed it was gratitude what she felt for him, but she knew better, and decided to (as she always did) just call it an enough fitting word for what was going on in her heart: love.
It was weird getting used to no rain, no gloomy mood, no anything that she thought she’d live with all her life. But weirder was the storm that started in her heart, rain pouring and wind making her ribcage tremble; storm that would calm down only when he’d look at her.
She feels content as he kisses her feverishly, hands tangled in her hair, lips red, skin touching. A tornado grows and grows in her, and she’s ready to dissolve at any moment.
"I love you, Juvia" Another kiss. "I love everything about you" Whispers in her ear were never this dangerous. "This" He kisses her eyelids. "And this" Her ears follow. "And this" A mark is left on her neck. "And this" Shoulders are not ignored. "And this" Her fingers barely feel a light touch of his lips. "And everything."
She never loved honesty more than when it was coming out of his mouth. Yet, she wouldn’t mind if the storm called too much love would ravish her, because that’s the thing she always wished for: love.
I don’t know if this is that you actually wanted, I felt the need to write such a long beggining because it’s the first time i’m writing something for these characters and i just had to get used to their personality and feelings and everything, hope it’s not too much of a disappointment ;w;
Just ignore these people. Honestly, I don’t even know why someone who dislikes Gruvia is wasting their time reading and reviewing Gruvia fics. They just want to get to you, so if you don’t give them any attention maybe they’ll stop. And even if they don’t stop, you deserve better than wasting your energy by pointlessly arguing with this kind of people. You’re allowed to write anything you want. :)
Mofo did the lines and background.
I did the coloring and the final effects
Tease Me: One character will tease another.
Slightly NSFW since this was pulled from that prompt list haha. Though I can’t help but turn things comical when it comes to these two, can you honestly imagine Juvia staying calm in a situation like this ~ ? xD
Another school AU because I’m trying to bring my motivation back for my fic In Too Deep.
The sound of pen scrawling along paper drifted through the quiet classroom, the ceaseless tranquillity threatened only by the heavy breaths of a certain female in the back of the room. Their substitute teacher expressed no concern towards seating arrangements, leaving Juvia Lockser in quite the situation. Having been pulled into a seat beside her beloved, the lessons objective soon became lost to their mutual passions.
“You know,” Gray’s voice brushed against her ear, prompting the smitten female to press her thighs together beneath their shared table, “If you breathe any louder people will look our way.”
While one of Gray’s hands nursed a pen against the blank sheet of paper spread beneath him, the other was missing in action. Instead of resting against the desk beside hers, Gray’s fingertips traced the skin of Juvia’s leg, drawing closer and closer to her skirt.
“Gray-Sama is the one being irresponsible.”
Through the corner of her eye she saw a smile tug at his lips, threatening to alter his serious countenance. His fingertips fell still when they reached the edge of her skirt, though not before his index finger slipped beneath the material.
“You’ve turned pretty red Juvia, I’d say you’re the one being irresponsible, I’m just sitting here minding my own business.”
The hairs on her arms stood on end when his hand slid beneath her skirt, an insatiable heat coursing through her very being. The fingers of her free hand curled into fists, the tips of her nails breaking the skin of her palm. She could feel his eyes on her; feel the warmth ravaging her cheeks. The way her pulse continued its rapid dance made her feel exposed to the students sitting in front of them, something conveyed only when her eyes strayed from the paper beneath her.
“I’m not red… Juva thinks the classroom is too warm…”
Finally he cracked a smile and grasped her thigh with his hand, squeezing it with enough force to provoke a gasp from her lips. A few pairs of eyes glanced their way, causing beads of sweat to form on Juvia’s forehead. She couldn’t handle this much longer, either he needed to stop… or she needed to leave.
“What were you saying?”
He squeezed her thigh a little harder this time, causing her left leg to rise, the sound of her knee colliding with the underside of the desk echoing through the quiet room. She soon found herself standing, both palms hitting the desk with a loud thud.
“J-Juvia doesn’t feel very well, may I—“
“I’ll take her to the infirmary; she looks like she might faint.”
To her surprise, Gray’s hands slid beneath her legs, hoisting her into the air bridal style. His actions spurred whispers from the students, sounds which soon faded when they exited the room. The corridors were silent save the occasional lecture filtering in through classroom doors. They were alone now.
And so they descended the hall together, Juvia’s arms locked about his neck while their lips danced passionately to the rhythm of their thumping hearts.
Redrew this screenshot with 1950’s swimwear.
I agree with you 100% anon. You brought up exactly the arguments I would use in this case.
a) Juvia hasn’t “stalked” Gray since before she joined Fairy Tail, and even THEN, you could say she only stalked because she was a part of the guild that had kidnapped Lucy and destroyed FT, so of course she wasn’t just going to walk right up to Gray and his friends during the rebuilding of FT. Once they got to the resort/casino, and managed to catch Gray on his own, she finally plucked up the courage to speak to him, which was NOT that long after we first saw her “stalk.”
b) A stalker is also someone who is giving a person unwanted attention, and yet Gray and Juvia are actually close/good friends, who DO enjoy spending time together (otherwise they would never have become so close in the first place). And Gray has even gone as far as trying to peek on her when she was naked in the hot spring, so it is hardly unwanted when he even has gone out of his way to seek her out. Plus, he’s the one who brought up how well they work together in the first place, and they are often seen/paired up together, and he constantly goes to great lengths to keep her safe. In a real world situation, I doubt anyone would do these things for their “stalker” (they would just be encouraging their behavior). And that’s because Gray LIKES Juvia, even if it’s just as a friend at the moment (though Mashima constantly hints that it IS more than that).
So, Juvia IMO, doesn’t fall under the category of “stalker” in any real definition of the term. However, Gray and Juvia do fit the “tsundere” and “fangirl” manga stereotypes. The second Juvia is overly affectionate, or takes things into romantic territory, Gray immediately gets uncomfortable, yet he is irritated when other guys show her attention *cough* Lyon *cough* and has no problem when he’s the one initiating the intimate moments.
c) As you rightly said, why is Juvia’s quirk singled out as unhealthy, but it’s totally cool to promote alcoholism, exhibitionism, and even pedophilia (looking at you Warren and Doranbolt (even Erza has got his number))? There are a lot of quirks and humor in FT that are acceptable/humorous in the manga verse, but when you apply real world standards to them, suddenly come off unhealthy, and even criminal or dangerous. My point is, if you’re going to apply these standards to one character, you better be applying them to everyone, or don’t apply them at all. Otherwise you’re a biased hypocrite.
The fact is, if Gray and Juvia get together, the only thing it will be promoting, is that love can change someone’s life. Because they both had so much hurt and baggage, and in Gray’s case, he still does. Gray already helped Juvia through her problem (even if it wasn’t intentional on his part). Juvia is on the way to returning the favor IMO. ^__^
Since we don’t actually understand the nature of those beams, we can’t really know if they would affect Juvia. Physical attacks can’t harm her, but nonphysical, like Meredy’s blades, can.
Either way, Gray wasn’t willing to take any risks, and sacrificed his own life without a second thought to make sure Juvia would be safe. ;)