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Kinktober 2023: gang bang, Grim Reapers + Sebastian (gags, bondage, slight dub con and pact play)
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The demon was on his back, tied up with chains, leaving him exposed. You’d removed his clothes as well and a blindfold adorning him. He had to awkwardly bite around the gag you had forced into his mouth.
You positioned yourself between his legs, leaning down to blow a puff of hot air onto his shaft. To your amusement it twitched excitedly, getting to half mass before your attention was diverted. A knock on the door has you sit up, watching as Sebastian tried to close his legs but couldn’t.
Another knock. “Biscuit? Are you ready?” You hum in response, you didn’t expect him to hear you but the door opens to your amusement. Undertaker was the first to enter, no hesitation to walk right up to you and Sebastian. “Oooh! Is this the gift you prepared for us? It looks exquisite!”
Sebastian growled, tugging at the restraints that left him so vulnerable. You ordered him not to break then, he’s at your mercy now…
Well more accurately, he’s at your mercy and the grim reapers.
Grell waltzed in, hurrying up to Sebastian’s side. She clearly peers at his twitching manhood before she flashes you a grin. “Do you mind if I take this for a bit? Just long enough to get a joy ride?” You nodded and watched her fondle Sebastian, though judging by how he was flinching, she was being a little rough.
You catch Grell flashing a toothy grin before she’s swallowing down his cock. Sebastian let’s out a muffled moan, it turned to a whine and with a glance you can see Grell swallow down his cock.
You slip out from your position and look to the door. “You two coming in or did you get cold feet?” Ronald waltz in with a slight smile, glancing to the little scene before him. “William?”
You stepped out of the room and see William. You grabbed his wrist, tugging him into the room. When you glance back, you see Sebastian’s gag had been removed, Ronald had shoved his cock in place. Grell had shoved herself into Sebastian.
Undertaker was riding Sebastian, none of them were even trying to match pace with each other. You heard the obscene noise coming from Sebastian as he choked on Ronald’s cock, whimpers and moans attempting to escape him.
“Grell, don’t…finish…inside him, ok, I don’t want your sloppy seconds….” William hissed out. Grell groaned in response, ignoring him in favor of bucking into Sebastian faster. Sebastian makes a muffled yelping sound earning a moan from Ronald.
“Do that again!” Ronald purred out, looking over to Grell. She purred back and adjusted her hips to piston into Sebastian, you hear a guttural cry escape Sebastian as she hits what’s undoubtedly the demons sweet spot.
You seat yourself beside Sebastian, leaning down to tease his nipples, flicking them lightly. William joins you on the opposite side of Sebastian, you both work in tandem to tease up and down Sebastian’s body. Undertaker hisses and freezes above Sebastian. “A-ah, he’s-he is certainly having a good time!” With a few more bounces, you understand what he means, given how Sebastian tries to tremble away, and there’s cum dripping from where he and Undertaker’s bodies met.
A heavy groan escapes Ron and with a few more thrust, he’s shoved his cock as far down Sebastian’s throat as he could. He holds himself there, trapping Sebastian there as well. After a few gasp, Ronald pulls back and to your amusement, some of his cum and Sebastian’s saliva spill onto his face.
Ronald steps away, tucking himself back into his pants and steps aside, seating himself to face the bed. William glances between you and Sebastian. You gesture for him to go ahead, you weren’t in the mood to be eaten out tonight.
William hesitantly took Ronald’s place and given Sebastian was panting, there was no resistance. A whine escaped the demon as he bucked up, earning a gasp from Undertaker. You tense up feeling something hot and wet land on the side of your face (and some in your hair) on instinct you tense and close your eyes.
You instantly feel what you know is Undertaker licking the substance off your face. Once your sure you won’t get any in your eyes, you get a bit of what’s left in your hand and open your eyes. You laugh a bit, knowing Undertaker had accidentally ‘finished’ on your face.
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pop-roxs · 1 year
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omgg late valentines grelle x reader fic!! :3
this is like my second ever attempt at fic writing and my first time posting my work so please be easy on me 🙏
(this fic is now on ao3! check the rbs if youd like to check it out)
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category: hurt/comfort
ship: grelle x reader
word count: 1,206(i wrote more than i thought oh my god)
reader is gn!!!
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Valentine's day is a day for couples to express their love for each other through chocolates and cards. It's a day for crushes to be confessed, and for friends to be cared for. This seems like the perfect holiday for Grelle. But she would say the opposite. Especially now.
It had been a long day at the dispatch, and frankly she was tired of seeing all the healthy and happy couples prance about the halls hand-in-hand. Upon arriving home, she threw off her coat and opened a bottle of wine, finishing about half of it in one go. She could cry if she cared. She just wanted the day to end.
William had been insistant on giving her as much overtime as possible. She would've enjoyed it, if it weren't sitting at her desk in her office, filing paperwork for what seemed to be an endless amount of hours.
It was almost midnight now, as she glumly walked over to her couch to sit down. She was exhausted, staring into nothing as her mind drew blanks. She hadn't even gotten chocolate. Not a single card. Not from friends, and she definitely didn't have any secret admirers. Why would she? Nobody at dispatch actually liked her anyways.
And so she sat there. For about a few minutes, until she heard very incessant knocking at her front door. She grumbled and ignored it. But then by the third round they were practically banging at her door, to which she finally decided to answer whoever wanted to visit her.
"...Y/N?" She stared at you, baffled, wondering why the hell you would be here. "Why are you here? Especially at this hour?..."
You tried to give her an answer, but you were panting so hard, your hands at your knees, trying desperately to catch your breath. "I'm sorry, Grelle, just... Give me a moment..."
She nervously stared at you as your breathing slowly calmed down, and this gave her a good minute or two to inspect your appearance. You were still in your uniform, but you were very much not dressed in a way you could present yourself. Your hair wasn't combed, and your laces were almost completely untied. It's almost as if you ran all the way to her apartment.
Once you finally managed to (mostly) calm down, you looked up at her, speaking in an urgent tone. "Grelle, I'm so sorry, I know I haven't seen you all day. I kinda skipped out on work today. Again, I'm sorry."
"Darling, just tell me why you're here. It's almost midnight. You should be asleep."
"And so should you." Grelle stopped talking after you said that. She let you continue. "I was gone all day because I..." You were afraid to say what you were going to say next.
"I was... Shopping. Looking for the right gift. For you." You looked away and held out a box of chocolates shaped in a heart, with a spider lily and letter taped to it. Grelle gasped quietly upon seeing it, staring at you for a minute. She gently took the box from your hands.
"Y/N, dear... Why did you get me this?" She looked up at you, biting her lip. She was afraid you were teasing her. Why in the ever living hell would you get her chocolates, anyways? And go out of your way to give them to her?
"Because."
"...That's it? Just 'because'?"
"Ok, well, I guess it's deeper than that." You stood up straight, fidgeting with your nails. A blush crept onto your cheeks.
"Well then? I'm waiting." Grelle stood leaning on one leg, her hand on her hip, the other holding the chocolates you gave her. She looked at you expectantly, one eyebrow raised.
Your eyes darted around nervously. Her apartment, the floor, the door, the hallway, anywhere but her face. "I... Well, it's not that important, really. I can tell you some other time. It is rather la-"
"Tell me."
When Grelle spoke to you with that stern tone, you shut up and finally looked into her eyes. You stalled for an incredible amount of time. The longer you waited, the more impatient Grelle became.
"Well, if you're not gonna say, I'll just go to bed." She started to close the door, and you panicked.
"W-Wait! I'll tell you." She stopped closing it, giving you one last chance to explain yourself. She kept her hand on the doorknob.
You closed your eyes as you braced yourself for what you were about to confess to her. "I like you."
Grelle's stern expression softened slowly after you said that. She looked at you in disbelief. No, this wasn't true. You were messing with her.
"Is this some kind of joke?"
When she said that, you immediately opened your eyes to return her gaze. You could tell that her eyes were beginning to water, but she was trying to hold it back. That look hurt.
"What? No! No, I'm not. I wouldn't joke about something like that, Grelle." You looked at her sympathetically.
She stared at you in thought. Her cheeks began to burn with a red color. She kept staring at you for what almost felt like forever. "Are you sure?"
"Yes. I'm sure."
Grelle couldn't hold it in anymore, as a few tears streamed down her cheeks. She looked at you silently, biting her lip, her eyebrows upturned. You immediately began to worry when she started crying, fiddling with your hands, not know what to do.
"Oh my god, Grelle, I'm so sorry! Are you ok? Did I say something wrong?"
She then quickly started to wipe her tears away. "Goodness, dear, I didn't mean to cry in front of you... This just isn't really believable right now."
"What do you mean by that?" Your heart ached further with her statement.
It was now Grelle's turn to worry, because when she saw your painful expression, she began to feel guilty. "Well... Nobody likes me. Nobody's ever liked me. You know how people treat me at dispatch. I just thought... I wouldn't guess that someone as pretty as you would bother with a woman like me."
"Grelle..." You took a few steps forwards, before wrapping your arms around her, resting your forehead on hers. "Please, believe me when i say this. I love you. I don't just have a small crush on you, or just think you're cute --although that is still true-- I genuinely love you. I don't think i could ever get over that without telling you."
Grelle continued to cry, as she returned your hug, still holding the chocolates. "Darling.. You will never understand how much this means to me. I've been pining on you for so long, I never expressed it since I never knew someone was capable of loving me."
"Please, never believe that lie again." You moved to press a sweet kiss to her cheek, silencing her worries. She looked at you, and her eyes were so full of emotion, sincere and unadulterated affection.
"Come inside, I have some wine we can drink. I would love to share these chocolates with you.♡" Grelle loosened her embrace as she led you into her apartment, to which she spent her best Valentine's night with you.
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bro i wrote this at like 2/4am tf
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magicalara · 1 year
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A...Hug?
Basically I was in my feels and started thinking what it would be like if you asked the kuro reapers for a hug so enjoy. This is meant to read as platonic but can also be read as romantic
Features: William T Spears; Grelle Sutcliff; Sascha; Ludger; Undertaker; Ronald Knox; Alan Humphries; Eric Slingby; Othello
TW: mentions of sadness but that’s all, I tried to make it really fluffy 
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👓 William T Spears 👓
- Know one thing here and now, William T Spears of the British Branch of the Grim Reaper Association™ does not do happy hugs. If you are an excited hugger and go to him looking for a hug when excited, he will stare at you with the blankest face while you do it
-Five seconds is as much as you’ll get before he’s lightly pushing you off of him with a sigh while fixing his glasses (whether you messed them up or not). He’s happy that you’re happy, sure, but he doesn’t do the whole happy hug thing.
-When you’re sad, thought, now that’s a different story
-Will’s most definitely more understanding of your want for affection if you’re sad and so he’ll coax you into his office where he can properly focus on you without other distractions and give you the hug you need
-His hugs are grounding. He’ll hold you around the shoulders, maybe rub your back a little if you’re crying, and just keep a firm grip on you. He doesn’t say much, but it’s okay, because you know that he cares just from the way he’s hugging you
-William gives me dad energy okay he’d give dad hugs that are comforting and say all that you want/need to hear without actually saying it
♥️ Grelle Sutcliff ♥️
- Contrasting to William, Grelle is a happy hugger herself. She’ll hug you or whoever she’s around when super excited and it’s adorable okay I don’t make the rules, I just write about them. 
- Anyways, if you come up to her happy or excited and looking for a hug, she delivers. Is the kind to pick you up and spin for a few seconds if you’re comfy with it. Just big, giggly, happy hugs from Grelle.
- And if you’re sad, she picks up on it right away, even if you try and hide it. Will pull you into her lap and just craddle you as best she can. Head tucked into her neck, she’s whispering kind words to you, rubbing your back, the whole nine yards.
- Absolutely leans her head against yours. Forehead to forehead, her cheek or chin on top of your head, or just temple to temple, it doesn’t matter. Grelle’s head is against yours, I guarantee it
- Grelle hates seeing you sad and so she’ll do all that she can to make you smile again, including giving the best hugs in the world.
📸 Sascha 📸
- Another excited hugger. Sascha is bubbly and happy all the time and so hugs with them are frequent
- Most times, you two are just happy hugging together while others are staring like “Are they okay?” You’re fine, just happy
- Because they always seem to be bubbly, when Sascha sees that you, someone they care about, is sad, they immediately go into comfort mode. Has snacks at their desk if you want them, knows all the best quiet places to sneak off to if that’s what you want, and gives such good hugs
- Wraps their arms around you and holds your hand and gives encouraging smiles the whole time. Sascha knows it isn’t easy to be happy all the time, so when you need it, they make sure you know they’re always there for you
🚬 Ludger 🚬
- Ludger and William give me similar vibes, but also Ludger is more of a teddy bear. He acts like he hates it when you give him excited and happy hugs, but he really loves it on the inside (he’s also partners with Sascha and they do that a lot too, he’s used to it by this point)
- Will put an arm around your shoulders and just kinda let you do whatever, acting indifferent the whole time. On the inside he’s smiling, though, he thinks you’re adorable, especially if you’re shorter than him haha
- If you ask for a hug all sad, though, like I said he’s a literal teddy bear and probably is really comforting to hug. He’s warm and cuddly, no one can tell me otherwise
- Fully engulfs you as best he can in a hug and gives the same firm hugs that William does just while Will’s are kinda stiff, Ludger let’s you mold yourself to him however you want. Another one who doesn’t say much, but you can just tell by the way he puts his head against yours that he’s saying that he’ll protect and comfort you.
💀 Undertaker 💀
- Okay so while he’s still working for the RA, no hugs. He doesn’t do hugs. Head pats, sure, but no hugs. Undertaker wasn’t even half as fun when he was employed as to now that he’s a fugitive. But!! If he gave you a head pat, that’s like the ultimate thing because he doesn’t give those out to just anyone yk so cherish it
- Anyways, the Undertaker we know now loves hugs and will gladly give you as many as you want lol he’s probably touch starved. Happy hugs, sad hugs, comforting hugs, just because hugs, i want to fuck hugs , he does them all
- Gives big bear hugs, no matter the emotion. Can and will engulf you in his big robe and it’s so nice and warm. It’s like a little barrier he has to protect you from the world and the horrors he knows that are in it.
- If you’re close enough to Undertaker where he’s able to hug you, all that he wants is for you to just..stay with him always and forever. He tends to have a lot of people he cares about who just kinda die and so his hugs really show that “I’ll never let you go, please stay with me” emotion that he usually keeps hidden under the façade of happiness and laughter
- If you come to him for a hug while sad, he does all he can to make you smile. This includes, but is not limited to: soft tickles, bad jokes, good jokes, making a fool of himself, magic tricks, feeding you treats, letting you style his hair, and cuddles outside.
- I could keep going but we’d be here for years I just have so much to say about this sad little weirdo (affectionately)
🚜 Ronald Knox 🚜
- First of all, I’d like to point out that there isn’t a lawnmower emoji which is very sad. So tractors it is for Mr. Knox
- Ronald Knox does not understand the concept of happy hugging but he will gladly indulge anyways. Will he have a confused look on his face the whole time? Yes, yes he will. But will he also hug you just as tight as you hug him? Also yes. Ronnie isn’t here to disappoint, after all
- He might be flirty and has definitely done the like yawn arm over the shoulder thing, but he also knows the difference between a platonic hug and a romantic one yk so don’t think too deep into it if he hugs you around the waist, it’s more instinct than anything. Ron’s heard some of the people he’s pursued say that it feels better to them and so (especially if you guys are close) that’s his go to way of hugging
- Hand on the small of your back, other on your head, happy smiles and happier words if you’re sad. He’s awkward when it comes to comfort sometimes, but he tries and that’s what matters. Probably says some stupid shit to try and make you laugh (is successful 50% of the time)
🥀 Alan Humphries 🥀
- Sad man. He needs a hug (preferably from Eric)
- Anyways he also doesn’t understand the happy hug and probably reacts just like our ol’ pal William T Spears. Alan just stiffens up and doesn’t really know how to react. Probably just stares at you with wide eyes and when you pull away asks what the hell just happened
- Doesn’t mind it per say, just is confused. This doesn’t happen to him very often (or at all really) so he just doesn’t really know how to react yk?
- When you’re sad, though, he’s still just as awkward don’t expect much from this guy lol
- Listen, Alan cares alright, he really does, but he just...doesn’t know what to do really. He’ll sit next to you though!! Maybe hold your hand a little or put a hand on your knee just so you know he’s there
- That’s really all, though, he’s got his own shit to deal with on the side yk the whole dying thing really takes a lot out of him
❄ Eric Slingby ❄
- Accepts happy hugs but will only put an arm around you. Probably rests his arm on your head if you’re shorter than him and messes up your hair regardless of your height in comparison to him
- He makes fun of you affectionately for it much like an uncle would. Eric’s another teddy bear and so is just nice to hug. Probably has a good amount of muscle on him and is another natural space heater and he’s taller than William so like he’s definitely really nice to hug
- He gives those like “I’m proud of you” type hugs when you’re sad because while words aren’t his forte, his actions speak loud and clear. His hugs are shorter than the others, but he means it and he’ll pat your head and wipe your tears and tell you that whatever it is that’s bothering you will pass and everything will be okay and if it isn’t then he’ll reap them
- If you still want to be around him after his little encouraging hug then he’ll let you sit next to him and he’ll have him hand or arm on your shoulder so his presence is at least there 
🧪 Othello 🧪
- My favorite nerd I love this guy so much
- But that does not mean that he is a huggy guy okay actually it’s quite the opposite. He just tends to have some sort of sciencey something that spilled on him or is on his person and Othello doesn’t want you getting hurt yk?
- He just strikes me as more of a high five or fist bump kind of guy when you’re happy or excited. Othello is so down for a good high five way more than he is a hug
- When you’re sad, he’s similar to Alan. Sits next to you and will put a hand on your knee and all that but he isn’t about that hugging life. Othello is honestly really good at being a distraction to like sad thoughts
- That’s how he helps most is just by telling you about random shit he heard around the workplace. It does help and when you’re feeling better he’ll give you a pat on the shoulder and squeeze your hand with a smile
And that’s all!! Hope everyone enjoyed <3
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sleepingdeath-light · 1 month
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yandere hcs + yandere s/o ; grelle
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requested by ; anonymous (21/10/23)
fandom(s) ; black butler
fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific
character(s) ; grelle sutcliffe
outline ; “may i request a (maybe yandere?) grell x yandere reader pls?”
warning(s) ; mutual obsessive behaviour, unhealthy dynamics, toxic codependency, mutual possessive behaviour, yandere!grelle, yandere!reader, references to murder and other such violence
grelle was someone that was just so very easy to love — as beautiful as she was ruthless with a killer sense of style to boot, really you were doomed to fall for her from the start
… even if back then she was still obsessed with getting the attention of that disgusting demon (even thinking his name was enough to leave a bitter taste in your mouth; that beast was best forgotten now that your love had moved on to better and brighter things)
you’d spent so long trying to capture her attention — even going so far as to start killing people just to catch a glimpse of your beloved reaper and have the opportunity to smother her with all of the affection and praise she deserves
and, bit by bit, your efforts started to pay off as grelle began to seek you out of her own accord and linger long after the souls of your victims had been collected just to be able to spend that bit longer with you
you spoke about anything and everything — well, rather, she spoke and you listened with stars in your eyes, barely able to focus on her words as she mindlessly started to play with your hair and just touch you like it was no big deal — anything from her work struggles to her current assignments to that blasted crush of hers was discussed, and even things beyond that
things more personal
things that made you love her even more
and your worshipping of her very being made her obsession swiftly pivot from sebastian to you — sealed with a passionate kiss over the still warm body of a man you’d slaughtered just to see her and bracketed by her lovingly smearing blood over your cheeks with the pad of her thumb
needless to say she had you wrapped around her little finger and she fucking loved that fact about you
yes the chase is fun, but having someone willing to do anything for you is absolutely priceless — and grelle slowly found herself becoming protective over you and your affections
your love for her was like a disease that spread through every ounce of her being, twisting her and impacting every little part of her life
it had her spatting and battling with other reapers that tried to keep her away from you or reprimand her for her sloppy work (she never really cared for the details but now she finds herself rushing through assignments and goring her cases just to get to you faster)
it infected her with a jealousy so fierce that she ended up mutilating and murdering any man or woman that got too close to you for her liking, even taking the lives of family members and friends that ate too much into the time that should have been yours to share as a couple — though she always made it up to you by spoiling you with attention and affection and praise afterwards
it made her so protective that she resorted to locking you up in a space she’d claimed as your shared home just so you weren’t able to slip away from her and get hurt — but that didn’t stop her anxiety from creeping up on her during her working hours and inflicting her with a debilitating panic at the idea alone of losing you
(she knew you wouldn’t dare abandon her through your own means or even through death, but still she couldn’t imagine living her afterlife without you)
it was undeniably unhealthy, but neither of you cared — in fact you both thrived in a twisted sort of way
you threatening and killing people out of jealousy or just to get her attention made heat race straight to her core and made her all the more attracted to you — meanwhile her murdering your loved ones and any perceived threats to your union only proved that your love was mutual and worth protecting in your eyes
her tying you up to keep you safe was inconvenient and at times deeply uncomfortable, but the way she’d collapse into your bound form with tears of relief streaming down her face as she showered you with affection made all of that worth it — and, besides, you’d do the same to her in a heartbeat if you could
the two of you thought of each other all hours of the day, whether together or apart, and even still you couldn’t get enough of each other
you were obsessed enamoured with her
she coveted couldn’t get enough of you
and you’d do anything if it meant keeping her eyes solely on you and not on her boring boss or that egotistical butler — even if that meant losing everything you’d ever known and ever loved
because she was all that mattered
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k0rek1yos · 2 years
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—beautiful miss grelle
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A/N: when she <3
Prompt: none
Pairing(s): Grelle Sutcliff x reader
CW: marriage, alcohol
Notes: gn!reader
pt 2
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“Grelle…” you began, eyes trained to the ceiling. “Do you think we can go to a ball one day?”
“Hm? What spurred this one, my love?” Your girlfriend mumbled tiredly beside you. “I thought you’d fallen asleep quite a while ago.”
You paused, turning towards her, letting your eyes meet her heavily lidded eyes, technicolor green peeping from beneath her lashes. “I had the most marvellous dream, where we’d gone to a ball together. It was extravagant and was almost as elegant as you.”
“Oh? Tell me more.” She purred, soaking up the compliments like some sort of attention deprived sponge.
“The ballroom was just divine, roses and vines climbing up the pillars, gold accents and elite socialites packed onto the balconies. Champagne stacked in towers with handsome waiters serving hors d’œuvres as far as I could see.” You fawned over the memory, letting out a dreamy sigh. “But the best part was you, darling.”
“Me?” She repeated in surprise. “You’re quite a flatterer tonight, my dear.”
“You wore a stunning red gown with these gorgeous black accents and you looked positively radiant while you socialized.” You recounted, gaze falling back on her. “I’d introduced you to all my friends as my wife, the beautiful Miss Grelle.”
“Beautiful… wife?” Her eyes shot open. “Y—you think I’m beautiful?”
You laughed lightheartedly. “Of course I do. And, for the record, I think you’d make a beautiful wife as well. Anyways, about the rest of the drea—mm?!”
Her lips met yours in a gentle, brief kiss; one rather uncommon with her. “You’re just the most adorable thing ever! I promise to bring you to a ball one day, if you promise to marry me. Isn’t that just a wonderful deal?”
“Then…” you held up your pinky finger with a smile. “I promise to marry the love of my life, the elusive, but beautiful grim reaper, Grelle Sutcliff.”
She hooked her own pinky around yours. “I solemnly swear that I will one day take my beloved to the ball of their dreams.”
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thatonetvheadapple · 1 year
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Early Mornings
[Grell x Gn! Reaper! Reader]
[first fic don't come at me if its bad ToT]
[reader uses they/them pronouns]
"Grell, Darling, we better get ready to head to work." Y/n leaned in close to the red reaper and gently kissed her on the forehead as they cooed sweetly into her hair. "Noooooo…" She whimpered into their chest and snuggled in deeper, holding you closer if it was even possible for her to do so.
It was the same song and dance every morning to just get out of bed, but if y/n was being completely honest, they wouldn't have it any other way. When someone loved you so much that they absolutely refused to let you go, it was a warm and fuzzy feeling that reminded you why you loved them so much. In this case, the person who loved y/n so much and absolutely refused to let them go was Grell.
"Please? I'm not sure if I can get away with being late once more after what happened last time. If we stay in bed for one more minute, Claude is going to have a good shot at taking my head off, and he's going to have a good shot at taking yours, too." They mentioned this in a tone that suggested y/n was half asleep while placing gentle kisses on Grell's forehead again and playing with her long red hair.
Grell suddenly shifted, using whatever strength she had been saving away from the previous night, and pulled herself on top of them. She then said, "It's too early to let you get away." She mumbled loudly while maintaining her position with her face pressed against your chest. When y/n felt how much it tickled, they simply had no choice but to laugh out loud. "Sweetness we can come back to bed later, come on, I'll help you with your makeup- hey!" Before Y/n could lean up fully, they were pushed back into the scarlet and (f/c) pillows with a soft grunt, they met the eyes of their lover, chartreuse eyes filled with love and tired thoughts, brows creased in plea. "Please, Y/n. Work has been so dreadful lately, let me be in this dream with you for a little bit longer?"
While she was pulling the cover back up, they wrapped their arms around hers. As As you both whispered your farewells to one another, you both began to lose consciousness and drift off into hope-filled dreams and fantastical realms, a shared whisper was shared. "I love you."
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manias-wordcount · 2 years
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I'd love to see something with Grell x reader, maybe what you think a date might be like? ❤️
Date Night HCs (Grelle Sutcliff)
𝗔/𝗡: 𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 !! 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗲 𝗶 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆/𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗶 𝘂𝘀𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗶𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗲, 𝗶 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗮 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝘁𝗹𝗲??? 𝗶 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗶 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗲
𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩
𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?
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To sum it up in two words, you would have to say fun (obviously, it’s Grelle) and awkward
AND NOT BECAUSE YOU DONT LIKE THEM
Nononononononono you adore them !!!!
And they’re so easy to talk to
The problem is that they adore YOU twice as much
So when meeting out in public, things can get a little hectic
Absolutely 100000% will scream about how adorable you look when you’re approaching from far away
And will show up with the biggest bouquet of flowers for you as a gift
And nearly dies inside when you’re the one reaching for their hand to hold as you two start walking
A date with Grelle is probably the whole nine yards too
Dinner, a show, maybe a walk around the shops or a nice garden
Of course, Grelle might be fidgeting and getting a little bit bored throughout some of the little less entertaining aspects of the night
But in the end, they’re doing it all for you <3 so they can handle a night that’s not really their forte as long as you’re enjoying yourself !!
Just remember to give your favorite reaper a kiss goodnight when it’s over
As long as you’re ready for them to smoother you with affection for a couple more minutes after the date was supposed to be over teehee ;]
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silkythewriter · 1 year
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Match up for Black Butler and/or Sally face?
Im nonbinary (masc, he/they) and pan, 5'1 ginger with a really bad buzzcut. I mostly wear baggy clothes and hoodies but like to dress formally every now and then. My main intrests consist of reading, collecting stuff and drawing. Sometimes I get to engaged in my art and end up staying up really late and sitting at the same spot for like 2+ hours. I can tend to be really stubborn and hate admitting that other people are right. Im mostly anti-social when with strangers and have a hard time talking to others , but when im with friends im complely different and basicly the weird energetic one in the friend group. I'm really bad at dealing with stress and dark thoughts. My love language is gift giving and I tend to go all out for gifts for my loved ones. I prefer compliments and words of assurance over gifts.
I hope that was okay!! It's like 3 in the morning and im really bad at writing so theres probably a few spelling errors and thing that dont make sense ;-;
Summary: match up for black butler and sally face!! :D.
Small warning!: AHHH TYSMM this is gonna be my second match up and as you’ve seen I’m not the greatest but not the worst at them so I hope you enjoy!
Small note!: I do art aswell!!! I enjoy it but only as a hobby cause I know how difficult it is, I love drawing random characters for fun! That’s all i wanted to say! I hope you Enjoy
Fandom!: Black butler/sally face
Daily song suggestion!:
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Black butler: you got
Grelle!
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Your guy’s personality is very…. Different to say the least, ovo💧But somehow complete each other in a way!
They love when your in the mood to dress formally! And trust me they go all out, they probably have a walk-in closet of sorts so definitely has a whole section for you! They just find you so breathtaking and absolutely loves fashioning you up! <3
Considering that they are roughly around 5’9 or 5’8 makes them taller then you, they love Tessin about the height difference but it’s all for just laughs and giggles, if they do end hurting your feelings by accident though they would think they’ve committed the worst act possible so expect a lot of apologizes and big acts of service like cooking you meal!(if they don’t end up burning the whole place down💧 (*-3-*)
Once they figure out you do art they’ll literally beg for you to draw them, like they’ll keep asking to you cave and do it and inc you do they’ll make sure to keep it with them forever, probably carry’s it around in their wallet or pocket! Someone times they just randomly takes it out and stares at it is it weird? A bit but you’ll have to get use to it because they do it a lot 🤷‍♀️
They hate admitting that their in the wrong and are quite stubborn themselves so trust me when you guys get into fights it takes a bit for someone to say sorry, you’ll be the one that’ll mostly have to do it though cause trust me they can hold a grudge
On another note though! Whenever someone tries disagreeing with you or say your in the wrong wrong their all already behind you and defending you even if you the one in the wrong they’ll keep fighting with the person till they back down or leave 💀
They’re love language is mainly acts of service or physical touch but they also adores any compliments!, they basically drowns you with compliments daily all ranging form you looking absolutely ravishing today to how beautiful you draw and much more!, also they absolutely love when you buy them gifts cause you always know what they want! <3
They’ve seen how long you spend perfecting your art so sometimes they force you to take a break or get some beauty sleep with them, or sometimes they just watch you do your thing while they admire you from afar cause they genuinely think you look absolutely gorgeous when your focus they find pretty adorable to be honest,
They aren’t not the most social butterfly but definitely doesn’t mind chatting away with strangers when their in a human disguise, but they do know how uncomfortable you get sometimes so they almost always find a way or excuse to pull you away from a uncomfortable social interaction, but they absolutely love seeing you happy around your friends and how energetic you get! But they do have to admit sometimes they can get jealous by that’s besides the point ( ー̀εー́ )
Even if it does or doesn’t fit him he always steals your baggy clothes mainly shirts and hoodies, he just loves the scent they give off of you and also they’re very comfy so can’t blame them v(-ㅂ-)v they most definitely has a pile of stolen hoodies of yours that they wear when they moss you or when your gone
Extra<3: they love when you brush your Fingers through their hair or let them message your scalp, they love how close you guys have to get to do it, they just find it comforting oh! Also they are very clingy so I wish you luck with that -v-💧overall they love you and you guys go perfect with each other even if your different!
Sally face: you got
Sal!
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Now he is almost exactly like you to be honest but there are some key differences!
He isn’t very social himself so he understands your pain and discomfort really, sometimes things get really awkward when he has to talk to people cause of his mask so he can understand why it’s pretty uncomfortable, he’ll try his best to help you but honestly he’d just get Larry to distract them while you guys sneak away
He has some baggy clothes but not many, but he’d gladly let you borrow them if you really wanted it, he doesn’t mind to be honest though they do probably have some soda stains and some cat hair 💀
Loves spending time with you as you worked on some art and drawing , he doesn’t mind pulling an all nighter with you! But he does force you to bed sometimes for your own heath benefit
He doesn’t mind you being stubborn and won’t force you to ambit anything but sometimes it does take him awhile to figure out how to calm Situations down whenever you get in a fight or argue with someone. He does force you to apologize sometimes so that might be a down side -v-💧
Your always invited to hang out with sal and the others but do expect a lot of teasing from them after they realized you were together. They’d always tease you both about how sal is always following you around like a shadow. He honestly doesn’t mean to he just enjoys being around you :(
He enojoys any gifts you give him or anything at all it can be a small bottle cap and he’d treat it as if it was a 10k ring so trust me anything you give to him he’d enjoy greatly, he even has a little box full of stuff you got him! He enjoys looking through it whenever you guys are together and discussing how you got it and the day you gave it cause he really treasures those moments together as cheesy as it sounds! But it’s true!
About the dark thoughts and stress he isn’t all that good either at dealing with it due to all the trauma he endured at such a young age so he understands where your coming form and understands how dark some days get, so whenever you need him to vent or just for comfort he’s there with you! Or if you just want some space for yourself he’ll make sure to check up on you but keep his distance and makes sure no one else bothers you, your very important to him so he’ll do anything to make sure your okay ˉ̞̭(′͈∨‵͈♡)˄̻ ̊
To be honest he’s not the best at giving compliments and such but he tries his best! Any art work you have digital or physical hed try complimenting it and also tries seeing if he can keep some of your old pieces of work you have cause he genuinely loves them!
After a while like I’d say 3 to 4 years of dating he’s show you his face is it a long time? Yes but please keep in mind how he views his face negatively and has some insecurity’s about it so if your patient and willing to stay around for long he’d trust you enough to show you!
Extra!: even if you don’t know how to he’ll make you do his pigtails and even if their messy he isn’t taking them off cause it’s from you! So he now enjoys it 30x more <3.
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grelleswife · 1 year
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Grelle x Reader: Falling for You
You suffer a mishap while decorating your apartment for Halloween, but your girlfriend Grelle is always there to catch you.
A belated gift fic for @crimson-violets as part of the Grelle Discord server’s Halloween event! ☺️
Note: Implied sexual content/roleplay near the end, but nothing explicit.
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one-hell-of-a-frog · 2 years
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Not gonna lie I think its very motivating to think about self care in the way Grelle would be encourage me to do it.
She would be hyped for my skincare routine or even just the barest minimum, and like so enthusiastically
In short I want a redheaded girlfriend who tells me how pretty I look when my skin is moisturised and how much she enjoys spending time with me in my clean room.
Yes
Enthusiastic redhead girlfriend who loves me very much.
Yesssssss
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ilyluffy · 1 year
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𝐻𝒪𝐿𝒟 ~ 𝒴𝒪𝒰 ~ 𝒟𝒪𝒲𝒩
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𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮
𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: sebastian michaelis + grell + the undertaker
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut {minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked}
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, hints of sun and dom!reader, size kink, rough sex, light body worship, hair pulling {more warnings under the cut}
{genshin impact edition}
{one piece edition}
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𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐒
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: dom!sebastian, size kink, rough sex
sebastian is obsessed with the idea of making you look and feel small. so when he’s on top of you, fucking your senseless, he likes to place his hands on either side of your head. to sebastian, it looks like he’s caging you in and giving you no escape. that thought alone drives him absolutely mad. if he’s being particularly rough with you however and he needs to hang on to you so you don’t go flying away from him, sebastian with grip your hips so tight that he’ll leave bruises behind on your waist.
𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐋
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: bottom!grell, hints of sub!grell, slight body worship
grell very much prefers to be below you. so if they had their choice their hands would be gripping the sheets as you fucked. if grell is feeling particularly touchy then they’ll have their hands roaming your chest, on your shoulders, or maybe on your hips. just like outside the bedroom grell can be unpredictable so it all really depends on how they’re feeling in the moment.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: dom!undertaker, rough sex, hair pulling
if there’s one thing you can count on that’s feeling undertakers fingers grab chucks of your hair while he’s fucking you. one second he’ll be thrusting into you from behind the next thing you know he’s tugging your head back by the strands. he loves that surprised gasp of pain that you let out whenever he does it. undertaker’s not listening if you start whining about it because he knows deep down you’re addicted to the sharp stinging sensation.
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Kinktober day 25: discipline training Grell (Werewolf! Grell)
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Grelle knelt before you, only adorning a collar (to which you held the leash attached to it) and a muzzle, her eyes shining brightly in the dim lights. “Don’t whine so much, Darling. I’m giving attention, aren’t I?”
Grell flattened her ears and with a playful growl she buried her head in your lap. “Pweease…” You barely hear here attempt to say. You huff, ignoring her. You nudged her head out of your lap, giving her a quizzical look, pretending not to understand what she want. “I wanna cum!” She whined out. “No more teeeasing~ C’mon, please? Please can I cum?”
You shake your head. “No, you need to be patient. You’re not allowed to cum before me.” She quickly shoved her head back between your legs, dragging her tongue over your clit, or as much as she could with the muzzle on. “Goood Girl, keep it up and you’ll get to cum soon.” You unlock her muzzle, tossing it to the side.
Grell’s eyes lit up at that, she quickly changes her rhythm to near frantic. She’s drooling so much, you’re not sure how much of the fluids on you were your own or hers. You press her head down, raising your hips to place more pressure on your clit.
Despite how sloppy she was, she was able to bring you to an orgasm after a bit. Though she certainly didn’t do her best work, she’s clearly excited for her ‘reward’. You can feel her rutting her cock against your leg.
“Now?” She whimpered out. “Can I come now? I-I did what I was told so I can cum, right?” You huff, frustrated that she wasn’t giving a moment to catch your breath.
“Fine.” You groan out. Grell grabs your hand, quickly attempting to wrap your hand around her shaft. It must have been rough, though she didn’t seem to care as she kept bucking into your hand.
You squeeze her cock, making her tense up. She whimpers out praise as she made a mess of you both. You released her cock, not wanting to get your hands any dirtier than they already were. She didn’t seem to care as she quickly dropped a hand down to paw at her cock.
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pop-roxs · 7 months
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hiiii idk if i wanna post this on ao3 or not so you guys tell me pleaseeee
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relationship(s): grelle x reader words: 533 extra: no warnings should apply, reader is just a sickly little guy and grelle takes care of them(noooo i didnt write this cuz im sick rn wdymmmm)
reader is gn!!!
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You laid in bed, lips slightly parted, which allowed you to breathe, as you heard footsteps drawing closer to you. You felt a weight be placed on the edge of the bed you laid nearest to, and a hand touched your forehead. You opened your eyes.
“Hey, sweetheart. Are you feeling better yet?” the redhead asked. You shook your head, and she frowned. “I’m sorry…”
You were going to speak up, to tell her that she had nothing to apologize for, but your clogged nose and itchy throat decided that you weren’t going to speak comfortably for a little while. You moved her hand from your forehead down to your cheek, and she leaned down to kiss the spot where her hand previously was.
“Do you need me to get you anything? You have water, tissues, and medicine when need be… Do you need something warm to eat?” You nodded. “Alright, darling. You wait right here.” Grelle stood up from the bed, walking out of the room and presumably to the kitchen. You turned over to close your eyes again.
You couldn’t help but feel a bit bad about all of this. You got just a little cold, and now Grelle is all over the apartment trying to make you feel better. You didn’t like these thoughts, so you let your body relax, and you drifted into a nap.
Grelle slowly opened the bedroom door, and once she saw you asleep, she made sure to be extra quiet as she made her way around the bed and to the side you were sleeping on. She gently placed the bowl of soup she had made on the nightstand next to you, crouching down in front of your burning face. She pouted. “Poor dear,” she whispered, as she caressed your hair and placed a few kisses along your cheek. She paused when she heard you grumble and saw your squinted eyes
“Good morning.” It was 1:24 PM. “You look awful. I wish I could do more to help.” You reached your arms out to her, beckoning her to join you in bed. “Oh, really? You’re so sweet to me. Of course, ma cherie.~”
You scooted back to make some room for her, and she gently pulled up the covers, sliding underneath them and holding you close. She tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, both your arms around each other. Her smile was sweeter than ever. You pulled her closer, resting your head against her chest, but she could tell that you were trying hard to not get any mucus on her.
“My love, you look uncomfortable. As your partner, it is my sworn duty to look after you when you are sick. Don’t worry about me. Worry about yourself.” You looked up at her for a moment, before sniffling, and deciding to just tuck your face into the crook of her neck.
She pet your head once more, holding you tight and whispering in your ear, “I love you so much, my dear. You’re safe with me. Rest, now. I’ll take care of you.” So you closed your eyes, drifting into another nap, this time feeling as if you’ll have sweet dreams.
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im gonna die right here also yes. i reused the grelle divider from my valentines fic. leave me alone i couldnt be bothered to go looking for a good panel to take a picture of
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magicalara · 1 year
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A Date to Amaze
"How would Grelle, Sebas, William, and Undie plan a first date with a fem (or gn) reader 🤔" requested by the lovely @cafeguaba-blog
I hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting!!
Includes: Grelle Sutcliff, Sebastian Michaelis, William T Spears, Undertaker x gn reader
TW: none :)
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❤ Grelle Sutcliff ❤
- When Grelle goes to plan your first date with her, she’s almost shaking thinking about it. Not necessarily out of nervousness, though the feeling is present, but more out of excitement. She is purely just…excited to be able to go out with you after having had feelings for you for so long.
-  We’ve seen her crush on William, that thing has been around practically since they first met; can you just imagine how long she waits before properly making a move on you?? Sure, there’s the flirting and subtle innuendos (with consent, she does make sure you’re okay with them first) that she makes, but like, that’s because it’s Grelle Sutcliff. If she isn’t flirting in some way or form at least once a day then there is something wrong.
-  But this?? No, this is special, and Grelle will make sure that you feel how much she really does care for you even if it kills her
- She knows that there’s that little niggling feeling of doubt that comes with her having a romantic interest in someone, what with the way she always talks about her dear Bassy and William and all. As such, she wants to be able to solidify that you are the only person in her sights. 
- Grelle has the absolute urge to go all out for your first date, extravagance is her forte, after all. However, she also knows that “above and beyond” isn’t the best approach to this. So instead of the super fancy and expensive dinner and best seats to the latest show at the theater, Grelle plans a nice dinner at a little hole-in-the-wall place she frequents when she’s out reaping.
- She still shows up at your doorstep with the nicest bunch of roses that she can find, and pays for dinner, and even walks you home afterwards, but she tries to keep the extravagance to a minimum. Grelle knows she doesn’t have to be dramatic around you, she can be the calmer, more real version of herself that she usually keeps hidden. 
- Towards the end of the night, as you both walk with your fingers interlocked and hands swaying slightly between you two, she realizes how nice it was to be able to just be…herself. Not the fabulous Grelle Sutcliff, red reaper, but just Grelle (though she most definitely is still fabulous)
- And if you end the date with the offer to cuddle up on the couch with some tea or wine or coffee, well, who is she to say no?
👿 Sebastian Michaelis 👿
-  Is Sebastian capable of love?? Let’s ask that question first. /j
- No, but in all seriousness, if you’ve managed to capture the heart of this demon, props to you because whew boy. Sebastian doesn’t just like someone, he doesn’t harbor little crushes, no. When Sebastian falls for you, he falls for you. You are all that he thinks about whenever he allows his mind to wander and as much as he might will himself to stop at first, he just can’t.
- And so he does the only thing he knows- he asks you out on a date. He thinks that it will be a cure-all to get rid of his feelings, but uh yeah no, that’s not how that works, silly demon. Our Sebas doesn’t know any better, though, and so, in his mind, a perfect date will get you out of his head and won’t cause any long-term issues.
- Let’s be honest here- anything Sebastian does will be perfect because that’s just how he is. But this date?? Oh, honey, he goes above and beyond to make sure everything’s extra perfect. He doesn’t want to get too far away from Ciel so your date will have to be on the grounds of the manor but he makes sure that everything is still as amazing as it would have been if you guys were somewhere else.
- Sebastian plans a nice picnic out in the gardens for the two of you to enjoy around sunset. Living in such a secluded area does have its perks, after all, and the sunsets are most definitely one of those perks. Sebastian knows a perfect section where you can just see the land stretch out as the colors of the sky are painted before your eyes.
- He admires your features as you admire the sky and, as it gets darker and darker, realizes that he really was in love and there was no way he could rid you from his mind or heart; no, you were there to stay. And so, once the sky was dark enough where he knew it was safer to bring you inside, Sebastian grabs your hand and does just that, promising a warm cup of tea and an even better view of the night sky from above.
- Your night ends with you leaned up against his side next to a window as he tells you stories of the stars and all the endless possibilities they hold, the demon next to you completely and utterly enthralled with how such a rough being such as himself could possibly deserve the angel next to him.
👓 William T Spears 👓
- William T Spears is a busy man who has no time for such frivolous activities like dating…right? That’s what he, as well as everyone else in the office, thought.
- But then, here you were, a member of the library staff, not only just as enthralled by reaper history as he is, but even more so enthralled by reaper history. Sure, he knew his quick facts here and there, but never did he think he’d be able to find someone who could practically recite every history book cover to cover.
- And that’s just the tip of the iceberg as to why William is absolutely captivated by you; you’re also amazingly sweet and nice to everyone, have really funny jokes, actually do your work, and are just captivatingly beautiful. It also helps that you work in the library bc that’s his favorite place and he has a thing for librarians 
- Anyways, because it’s been so long since Will’s thought of anything romantic, he doesn’t really know how to ask you out. So what does he do? Make what was, in his mind, not a very good decision at first. He went and asked the one guy he knew who knew everything about dating: Ronald Knox.
- Ronald’s shocked at first because William T Spears??? dating??? It’s a miracle y’all. But once the teasing went down, Ronald gets to business asking everything that Will knows so that he can help make sure this date is successful. He’ll even go in and be a wingman to his senior if need be.
- They find out your favorite flowers, drinks, food, activities, any and everything they need to. The best course of action seems to be a new exhibit at a museum that you took an interest in recently but haven’t had much time to visit. So when it comes time to ask you out, William shows up at the end of your shift with a small bouquet of your favorite flowers and a proposition to go to the museum and maybe stop by a cafe afterwards if time permits. He’s all nervous on the inside, but is very good at hiding it.
- Obviously, you accept and the date goes just amazing. Both of you thoroughly enjoyed the exhibit with all it had to offer. William definitely did that thing where he just stands back and watches you as you get all excited with a small smile on his face.
- No kisses happen at the end once he’s brought you back to your apartment (he is a proper gentleman after all), but he does give you a hug goodbye and watches as he makes sure you get inside.
- Ronald hounds him the day after wanting to know how it went and bragging that of course it went well because William had the expert Knox on his side. William gives him overtime for the comment afterwards
💀 Undertaker 💀
- It had been so long since Undertaker had had someone who he thought of in such a way with such a strong prospect of it going well that he almost surprises himself at how happy he is whenever you end up walking into his shop. One thing’s for sure, though: he doesn’t want to mess this up.
- Undertaker knows he isn’t the best partner in the world, he runs an underground necromancy ring for heaven’s sake. But what he is good at is being romantic so his first date with you will be as romantic in his little way that he can make it. 
- He doesn’t really leave the shop very much (definitely not for dates, at least) so for your first date, he plans to take you stargazing on the roof. He bakes his little treats and makes that really good tea that he only saves for special occasions. There’s even an old telescope he drags out of his storage so you can see the sky better. 
- It’s a beautiful night out, but Undertaker definitely says that you’re more beautiful than all the stars in the sky. Wraps his arms around you from behind and sways as you just gaze out at the sky, humming any random tune that comes to his mind.
- Just lots of soft, whispered affection. Undertaker doesn’t really do the whole “date first, relationship later” thing, y’all are already together I probably should have mentioned that first oops. But basically, when he finds someone that won’t leave his mind and they aren’t leaving physically, Undertaker doesn’t waste time. Sure, he has all the time in the world, but he is all too aware of the fact that you don’t. 
- So he’ll spend as much time as he can giving you affection and showing his love for you, this “first date” is no exception to that rule. Undertaker is a romantic, but he also doesn’t do those huge grand gestures to show it; these moments under the stars are all that he needs.
- The date ends with him insisting that you stay over as it’s much too late for you to go home now and “No lady should be out wandering late at night lest they get into some sort of issues, especially when they’re as pretty and precious as you, m’dear.”
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lady in red ; grelle sutcliff (18+)
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kinktober day eight ; body worship
pairing ; grelle sutcliff x male!reader
reader pronouns ; he/him/his
word count ; 1939
note ; minors and ageless blogs will be blocked
Exhaustion hung heavy on her sharp features as she stumbled through the door, frustration rolling off of her in waves as she struggled through her evening routine: long red hair fell limply about her face, having long since escaped the tight, braided up-do she'd put it in at the start of the day; though she was something of a British rose, her skin was unusually pale save for the dark circles that surrounded her eyes; her painted lips were perpetually sunken downwards in a frown and her eyes themselves were reddened from crying. Today, it seems, had been especially hard on her, what what kind of husband would he be if he didn't do everything he could to elevate her worries.
“Dear girl,” he called out, slowly approaching her as she uncaringly flung her work clothes about every which way, “you don’t seem like yourself. Is there anything I can do?”
“Darling,” she started, voice breaking and thick with unshed tears even as she faced away from him, “I don’t know if there’s anything you can do. I don’t even know what’s wrong with me right now… I just -” she threw her arms up in the air, exasperated and turned to face him, her cheeks splotchy and red with upset as she looked at him.
“Oh my love, come here.”
And that was all it took for Grelle to practically fling herself into his arms, crying and sobbing into his neck and clinging to his night shirt with such ferocity that he was sure that she thought he’d disappear the moment she let go.
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For several moments they just swayed to-and-fro in each other’s arms, clinging to one another as he whispered sweet nothings and words of affirmation into her ear - only pausing when her sobbing faded into sniffles into sighing. Then, and only then, did he pull back and move to gently wipe the streaks of tears away from her eyes, smiling softly at her as he spoke, his tone low and words dripping with unending adoration for her.
“Want to talk about it, my love?” When she shook her head, he nodded and smiled once again, “that’s alright. We don’t need to talk about it - but would you like me to make you feel better?”
“Mhm,”
“Mhm?” He laughed under his breath and shook his head as he repeated her words. “Is that an ‘I definitely want to do this’ or an ‘I guess we can do this if you want to’? Because I’m only going to do this if you want me to, baby.”
“Darling,” she managed after a few beats, giggling between her words despite her teary eyes, “you already know the answer. I’d never turn down an opportunity to be pampered by you,”
“So it’s a definite yes?”
“It’s a definite yes,” she affirmed in an amused voice, grinning broadly and pressing a chaste kiss onto the tip of his nose - giggling when he scrunched up his brow in faux annoyance at the gesture. “so should I give you a show?”
“Oh no, dear,” he chuckled in response, reaching between them to toy with the buttons of her blouse, “leave all the work to me. Tonight’s all about you, so all I need you to do is just sit there and look pretty; you got that?”
“Darling, looking pretty is the one thing I excel at!”
That much he could vouch for, but instead he shifted his focus to undressing his stunning wife - revelling in every inch of soft, pale skin that was revealed to him as he made his way down her body. First removing her blouse and corset, then moving on to her trousers and underwear and stepping back a few paces to admire his handiwork.
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Grelle was a woman that thrived when in the limelight - who enjoyed being the centre of attention, especially when that attention was that of her beloved husband as he shamelessly ogled her nude body. And this was no more clear than it was in that moment, with her kicking her clothes to one side and stepping over the pile of fabric, spinning and posing like a model as she made her way over to the bed and laid back - leaning on her forearms to look over at him through long lashes and spreading her long legs widely to wordlessly invite him between them.
Though for those few moments, he could do nothing but stare and swallow thickly, openly admiring the beauty before him and thanking whatever powers that be that he was lucky enough to have her in his bed - his eyes tracing a path along his body that his hands and mouth would be quick to follow after he clumsily stumbled his way over to the bed.
He started with those long, strong legs, trailing his lips from her inner ankles up along her strong calves to her thick thighs and starting again. One of his hands slid along the outside of her thigh as he worshipped her, lightly squeezing the meat of them every so often and coaxing a muffled squeak from her when he did so. Yet he took great efforts to ensure no area of her beautifully pale skin was neglected, trailing his lips and tongue from ankle to apex several times over - whispering sweet nothings into her flesh as he went: “you’re so beautiful”, “you’re fucking perfect”, “I love you so much, darling” - on and on and on. And he gave that same attention to her other leg after a few minutes of this - only grinning cheekily up at her when she huffed and insisted that he hurry up, telling her that “one can’t just rush this kind of thing, my love”.
Then he turned his attentions to her deliciously soft stomach, positioning himself between her legs and resting his chin on her pelvis to get a better view - and lifting her legs over his shoulders to make sure she was as comfortable as possible. Two warm hands caressed her sides, fingertips tracing the visible ridges of her ribs and skimming over the slight dips of her hips before repeating this pattern over and over again. His lips, meanwhile, mapped out the expanse of her abdomen: trailing across from the dip of their pelvis to the stretch marks of her lower stomach to the soft pudge just above it (blowing a raspberry against the adored skin and grinning up at her when she laughed before moving on), up to the bottom of her rib cage. Every mole, freckle and scar was noted and complimented, words of adoration and compliments about her figure and completion tattooed against soft pale skin with the intensity of each kiss: “you’re beautiful”, “I love how soft you are”, “the most amazing girl in this world and the next”.
And only then was he happy to turn his attention upwards once again, eyes catching the soft rise and fall of her chest as she looked down at him with a mixture of amusement, adoration and lust. Until he finally leaned down and began peppering chaste kisses around each desirable mound of flesh - circling each base before moving up and up, leaving neither breast neglected until he finally reached her peaks. One hand moved away from her sides to encircle her right nipple as he took the other into his mouth: rolling, pinching and gently pulling with his hand whilst his mouth sucked, licked and adored the other - switching these after several moments of worship.
By now their position was more than compromising and he could feel her temptingly bare and dripping cunt soaking the crotch of his night clothes and rubbing delectably against his throbbing cock. Yet he refused to relent yet, instead using what little restraint that remained to move upwards and trail chaste kisses along her collarbone to her throat to her jawline and finally to her lips - greedily swallowing a moan that he pulled from her before moving a hair’s breadth away to breathlessly ask her a question.
“Ready?”
Grelle nodded eagerly in response and placed a passionate kiss against his lips before he reluctantly pushed away from her to rid himself of his loose fitting clothes - which had long since begun to feel far too restrictive for his taste. Then, once content with his bareness, he positioned himself between her legs and readied himself for what was to come.
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The sensitive head of his cock pressed against her soaked pussy, sliding along her slit from her clit to her hole a few times to lubricate himself before positioning himself at her entrance and pushing into her in a single fluid thrust. Her back arched up into him when he bottomed out, her velvety walls tightening around his length in a response that made him groan - though he still tried his best to not move within her whilst they both adjusted to the familiar feeling.
Perfectly manicured, red painted nails found purchase on his shoulders, pulling his body taut against her as she crashed her lips against his - covering his face with smudges of her lipstick as she desperately ground her hips against his. And, taking this as a sign of her need for him, he started to move shortly thereafter - slowly pulling out before slamming back into her and quickly settling into a fast and rough pace.
The room was filled with a cacophony of sound as they lost themselves to each other: swallowed moans, muffled groans, sharp grunts, sighs, skin slapping against skin, the gushing of her wet cunt around him and the crack of their headboard slamming against their bedroom wall. Every thrust pulled another shamelessly loud and lewd moan from her lips - all of which he greedily and eagerly swallowed as he moaned and groaned into her mouth in return.
Minute after minute, from root to tip she swallowed him over and over again - wrapping her legs around his hips to force him closer to her body, scratching desperately at his back as she approached her own climax. Though for his own part he wasn’t far behind, his pace faltering and stuttering as the inviting warmth of her pussy pushed him ever closer to the edge of his climax. Then, after a short time of desperately seeking out her pleasure, he couldn’t stop himself from slipping over the precipice and reaching his orgasm - trying to warn her and pull out only to be pulled closer and urged to give her everything he had to offer.
And give he did; spilling his cum plentifully into her fluttering hole with several jerky thrusts - giving so much that it dripped out of her and onto the bedsheets beneath them as she continued to grind and buck into him. Until she herself came too, breaking the kiss to throw her head back and scream his name as she squirted her climax around his overly sensitive and softening cock: moaning, whimpering, bucking, jerking, pulling him against her with her legs around his hips and digging her nails so harshly into his shoulders that it was starting to draw blood.
Too much. Too much. Too much.
Yet he still couldn’t get enough of her as they gradually came down from their highs and returned to earth with crooked, tired smiles and hooded eyes with pupils blown wide with lust, pleasure and adoration in its purest forms. Even as they shared a messy, gasping kiss and reluctantly started to part with muscles aching and limbs trembling as they fell back onto the bed.
And even as Grelle curled into his side and playfully nibbled at his earlobe, whispering a promise of “returning the favour” in the morning.
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—beautiful miss grelle ii
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A/N: continuation of this lovely fic I’d written a bit back :)
Prompt: none
Pairing(s): Grelle Sutcliff x reader
CW: death, blood, alcohol, marriage
Notes: gn!reader, angst
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Butterflies fluttered in your stomach, batting against your body almost painfully. Today was the day. You had the help of a surprisingly eager William to pick out the perfect ring, to find the perfect place and to keep the plan secret from Grelle.
He seemed pretty adamant about having the proposal earlier, but you were determined to have it exactly a year from the day you promised her your hand in marriage. You didn’t really wonder why he was so pushy, just assuming it was him being how he always was.
“Will, I need to do it on this day specifically. It’s a special day.” You’d told him.
And he’d replied back with something that sounded a little bit too much like “That’s what I’m concerned about.”
Blowing out a nervous breath, you clutched the ring box in your hand; the ring being a beautiful silver band, embedded with diamonds and a single, pure crimson ruby framed with more diamonds. It was right up her alley and, according to William, exactly what she’d gushed about for years before meeting you.
“Oh, darling!” Grelle’s voice melted through the icy nervousness in your veins. “I’m so sorry for being late! Ronnie was being so dreadfully clumsy today, so I had to clean up a few messes!”
You stood up from your seat, dropping the ring in your pocket while you offered the other opposite arm for her to take. “Don’t worry about it, love, I just got here too. Shall we go now?”
“We shall!” She looped her arm through yours, baring her sharp teeth in a grin. “Where, pray tell, are we going today? This is very different from all our other dates, my love.”
“It’s not a surprise if I tell you, silly.” You led her through a few alleys, making your way to an abandoned, but still quite pristine, building that you had gotten permission for use. “Just follow me, okay?”
Sticking close to her, you lead her to a clunky, but still functional elevator that resided behind a cage, lifting you to the second floor.
“My love…” she began, seemingly a little doubtful, until she saw the door creak open.
Behind the door was the setup you’d worked so hard on for the past week and a half. Rose petals strewn along the ground, paving a path towards the single table, the fully bloomed red rose sitting atop it, lit by candlelight.
Trudging ahead, you turned, holding your hand out for her. “Shall we, Miss?”
“I…” Placing her hand in yours, she smiled softly. Speechless for once.
Remembering to pull her chair out for her, you proceeded to sit on your own, watching her reactions carefully. She looked around, in awe at the atmosphere of the place, pleased, as far as you can tell.
You lifted the covers on the food, and her face lit up even brighter with delight. Over the next few hours, you ate and talked, and while you doubt she’d noticed, she had downed about a bottle and a half of wine during the dinner.
Looking up into her sparkling eyes, you pulled out the ring box, hands quivering. "My love... my beautiful Grelle... can you remember the promise we made to each other that night?"
As the night stretched on, it was almost time. Thumbing at the ring in your pocket, you got on your knees at her side. Her grin widened, and then dropped at the sight, a gentle blush rising to the surface of her skin.
She thought for a moment, before replying tentatively. "The promise... of..." her mouth fell open in slight. "...marriage."
"That's the one. I'd like to fulfill that promise, if you'd let me." You stated gently, watching her in suspense.
The butterflies in your stomach grew heavier, weighing like a hawk flapping its huge wings. Your hands felt clammy, but you hoped she wouldn't notice, as you held her hand.
"Yes! Of course I will, my love! Oh, this makes me just ecstatic!" She kissed you sweetly, interrupting your doubtful thoughts. “Oh, you’re just the sweetest, darling!”
The two of you continued your night, drunk on feelings and maybe a little wine, laughing and conversing lovingly amongst each other.
Somewhere near the two hour mark, you'd agreed to go on a walk, since you'd finished your meal. As you strolled through the streets of London, she remarked on how beautiful everything was in her moment of happiness.
You watched her dance around excitedly, crimson hair flowing around her in the wind. Passersby seemed to be concerned about the two of you, but neither of you cared in your celebration.
"I'm getting married!" She hummed to herself, twirling as she teetered off of the walkway. "Oh, I'm getting married! To the most wonderful being in all of the realms!"
"Grelle, my love, careful now! You'll fall if you don't pay attention!" You called, rushing to cross the street after her, not long before pausing to look back. "...huh?"
A glitter in the sky caught your eye; a death scythe? That's odd... not many people on the street to die tonight... hey, was that William?
Bang.
Making eye contact with him, you smiled, sending him a thumbs up. He smiled back, though the shadow of a building was cast over his face.
What was he—?
Your body hit the floor, the sound of a horse whinnying ringing in your ears.
What...?
A shadow passed over you, and a carriage ran... through you? No, that couldn't be right. The carriage, it... it ran over you? But you didn't feel any...
A searing pain blossomed through your body when you saw the red.
This wasn't how the night was meant to go...
"Grelle..." you mumbled, finally noticing your lover kneeling at your side, tears pooling in her jade eyes. "I'm sorry... I didn't know..."
"Shhh, shhhh, shhhh... my dear..." she grasped your hands. "Save your strength, I'll hold him off... I'm stronger than him! You just... you need to stay awake."
"No– kff... no, listen... my beautiful Grelle... my time is up, you know that." You closed your eyes, pressing a bloody kiss to her knuckles. "I'm just sorry I didn't keep... my... pro... mise."
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