#I FEEL <-grelle lover

[black-butler-confessions]

Waiting for new chapters to drop kills me. We haven't seen Ciel in like a hundred years :,)

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[soleilnewspaper]

Slipping through my fingers

a series masterlist

Being apart of the sacred 28 taught you many things in life, such as ballroom dancing, Latin, French, Spanish, Greek, fine dining, and etiquette. None of that would prepare you for falling in love with Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. While your relationship blossoms, you run the risk of losing your closest friend, Regulus Black.

Warnings: There are warnings at the beginning of every part, but just in general; angst, cliffhanger, inner demons, self loathing, friendship rifts, bruises and blood (full moon).

Characters:

Poly wolfstar x female reader Platonic Regulus Black x female reader Mother hen/matchmaker James Potter Friends Pandora, Barty and Evan

Reader:

Y/N, she/her pronouns, mentioned to be apart of the sacred 28, Slytherin, no physical features mentioned besides occasional descriptions of clothing.

Main series length: 15.7k

1: Chocolate and wet dog fur – in which you smell Remus’ and Sirius’s scents while learning about Amortentia with Professor Slughorn.

2: Ever since Potions class… - in which Sirius and Remus come to terms with their feelings for you with James Potter’s help.

 3: Just maybe – in which Remus, Sirius and you agree to a polyamorous relationship, but it causes a rift in your long-term friendship with Regulus.

 4: Broken promises – in which a flashback reveals the depths of your and Regulus connection causing you to talk it over. After an excruciating weekend at home, you return to Hogwarts to find Remus in the hospital wing.

5. Home - in which Remus reveals his secret to you, causing both Sirius and you to reassure him of your love for him.

Blurbs, one shots, and spinoff to come soon!!

Taglist:

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Let me know if you’d like to be added!

AN: This was not meant to turn into a series but I can’t help myself. My brain is not braining right now, so if you have requests I will welcome them with open arms 😭

[officialundertakersmoocher]

can u do the “being ____’s lover” thing but with grelle pls? sfw and nsfw too. have a nice day/night!!

Being Grelle's Lover may Include...

i feel like it's pretty obvious that Grelle is bisexual and doesn't really care about your gender

as long as you like her she loves you ❤️

Grelle is super hyper all of the time so she will constantly be overjoyed just to be in your presence

she would also be a big fan of playing dress up with you and trying her best to fashion you in all different shades of red

girly activities would be her favorite. you will be having tea with her and playing dress up because you love her!

grelle is always showering you with attention and love and if you can't handle it, bye bye baby!

she would be the type of girlfriend to feed you dessert off of a spoon and if you found this embarrassing, she would continue to be even more dramatic about it to tease you :)

she would love cutesy displays of affection such as swinging your hands as you walk or spinning each other in a make-shift dance

you probably won't be able to escape the inevitable moment where grelle brings you to her office and the teasing ensues

(grelle loves to talk about you to her coworkers)

she would find ways to see you almost every day as long as her work permits it

you could be minding your business and poof! here she is!

she's definitely an eccentric, and i can imagine that she would love to take on many hobbies (even if she doesn't keep them up for long)

she would also love to learn about your hobbies and even try them out (maybe fail a little- but of course you could comfort her your all your might-)

she would really love if you were to plan cute dates for the both of you to enjoy- especially something romantic like a coffee shop or book store!

grelle is also the type of girlfriend to start a small argument with you for the soul purpose off gaining your attention and so that you can both cuddle afterwards

Nsfw

i can imagine that grelle loves the chase

she would be overjoyed if you send her some steamy pictures while she was at work

she would really love make out sessions and the sensual touching that comes before sex

she's a woman, of course, and loves to take it slow

that doesn't mean, though, that she wouldn't be into anything kinky, in fact it's the exact opposite

she loves roleplay and fake scenarios

it would be her dream if you would indulge her and let her play out this kink

she also would love bondage, and she wouldn't care which end receives it

she also would love to experiment with toys and such

she definitely is a crazy girl in the bedroom, and would love to try out anything new

if you really do not want to indulge in any kinky activities, she wouldn't push it but she might make some lighthearted jokes about you being the the more vanilla one 🤍

Grelle is the type to immediately fall asleep after sex, but she would love to cuddle

she also doesn't mind doing casual sexual activities and she loves make out sessions

she could easily get bored of doing the same things in the bedroom, though, but she wouldn't keep it to herself and doesn't mind having healthy conversations about boundaries and what you both want

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Imagine yandere sebastian with a witch darling whos physical appearence is desired by all, she’s kind, very funny but closed off. and she has 3 cats that love her very much. I feel like he would fold lowkey.

Yandere Sebastian Michaelis x Witch Reader with Cats

You’re right he would 

Ciel comes to your residence upon reference

Looking for your expertise in objects bordering the supernatural

Only for the ‘one-eyed’ young master to sneeze himself out of your shop

“Sorry, darling my cats practically rule this property. It’s probably best you don’t come lest your allergies lead to premature death.”

“Fear not, for I will happily represent my master in his investigation. Now, is this fellow on your shoulder a Maine Coone?”

“Oh, he is! Would you like to hold him?” 

“I’d be honored!” 

You two click right away 

As avid cat lovers, Sebastian always joins you when you coo about your kittens

But aside from your love for cats, he’s bewitched 

Your beauty both inside and out unknowingly stokes the fire of his love

And when he loves he loves hard

He makes sure you know it

He refuses to pull back on his flirting 

“This is a resilient type of mineral that would fetch a high price on the black market…It also is a dazzling complement to (Y/n)’s eyes.”

“Oh uh, thanks?” “Sebastian.”

“Would you like this on a ring?”

“Sebastian!” 

“Apologies young master, let's continue.”

While he doesn’t hesitate to sing his praises and desires for you

He also doesn’t keep his more demonic tendencies silent either

Much to everyone’s detriment 

“Your bluntness is appalling for a noble of your stature. And I’d advise you to refrain from such vulgarity in the future…that is if you value your life.” 

Forget about anyone trying to destroy you because he’s pursuing you (Grell)

He knows who they are and as the Phantomhive butler its in his nature to be proactive about possible threats

“Now now die quietly; I can’t have my beloved witch be afraid to reciprocate my love because of you.”

[razbrry]

Grell's reaction if she found out that her s/o painted several oil paintings of her and walked in and seeing her s/o in the middle of painting a VERY huge one. Grell being her s/o's muse is just so cute!

(also can i say that you're cooking a BUFFET and that grell lovers including me and my friends, really love your headcannons?)

note— babe… you have no idea how late i am to this. BUT ANYWHO SHE’S BACK AND #READY! thank you so much for the kind words, it was a greatly needed boost! MWA!!!!!—☆💋🍰

having her as your muse— ft. grell sutcliff

she’d flip out

i just imagine her doing a backflip in surprise

jkjk…

she’s definitely capable of doing so though.

besides that, jaw DROPPED.

heart DROPPED.

you must’ve done this on purpose! what do you want?! SHE DOESN’T KEEP HUMAN CURRENCY!

“you— you made these?!”

with that tiny voice from her butler persona.

did you make these? i dont know, but you just happen to be painting on one of them.

the BIG canvas.

such BEAUTY! such TALENT! what PERFECTION!

(sorry, but if these paintings weren’t lf her, she’d think otherwise.)

she pushes you OUT OF THE WAY

to get a closer look!

we could swear she’s teleporting from painting to painting

and from one end to another of the center piece you’re currently progressing on—

a whopping 33 x 45 of her pointing her death scythe.

she is SQUEALING!!

down to the point of her teeth, to the shading and spike of the combination to her hair stands…

dashing, elegant, flashy!

mind you, she’s still skipping from piece to piece

look, you even gage her baps on this one! such generosity!

“aah! paint me like this next!”

and she’s strike some tacky in-the-moment pose that looks straight off of vouge.

besides her pitiful attempts, you cant help but feel a pooling warmth at your heart.

seeing grell so worked up and genuinely euphoric about your dedication to her is all you could ever ask for and more.

you’re going to give the poor lady a heart attack. she’s so worked up.

unfortunately for you, dearie, you’re set to be doomed for eternity after this discovery.

following after this incident, you’re cursed and bound to make art of grell and grell only.

and if she catches you painting anything else…

you better have those excuses ready to whip out!

“why are you painting a bloody plant?” “this is the plant that you uhm— lightly touched with your index finger yesterday… darling.”

[kiatheinsomniac]

──── 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘, 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘 ˊˎ -

☾ ⋆ ﾟ𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 / 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: nov. 2023 top supporter: @magical-warlock who's always a darling to work with. I had a little fun with this and made reader a banshee bc immortal lovers yk? 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Sebastian Michaelis x banshee! Reader 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1k 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: possessiveness, jealousy, Grell bashing (sorry)

You watch from across the alley as the grim reaper drapes herself all over your demon lover. Your jaw grits and you can feel a frustrated scream bubbling up in the back of your throat. Time and time again, she’s pursued Sebastian, her voice hollering out that nickname Bassy just before she does as though coming with her very own warning system. But your darling demon lover is always quick to turn her down with his tongue as sharp and silver as the knives he fights with. 

But while you’ve been out accompanying your young Lord, she’s shown her face again. She claims it’s for work once again but you’re becoming less and less inclined to believe her: why always her and never another reaper? It seems too coincidental to your protective self. Unfortunately for you though, where reapers go, death springs forth and where death goes, you follow. That’s why you’re able to stay in the service of your young Lord with Sebastian at your side: the last of the Phantomhives does not lead a peaceful life. 

With another flip of her long red hair, Grell drapes herself over Sebsatian’s shoulder and you find your patience has run thin. You leave Ciel’s side for a moment, knowing the area is clear and he is more than safe with both his governess and butler present. You step towards the two and take Sebastian’s arm, wanting to make a show of propriety and possessiveness. You might be in an area sheltered from prying eyes but it’s a public space nonetheless and it’s improper for a lady to be all over a man as she is. 

“Sebastian, my love, we should return to the carriage now. Our work here is done and the young Lord should return home.”

“Of course, darling.” He makes a show of taking your gloved hand and pressing a kiss to your knuckles, shooting Grell a look from the corner of his crimson eyes. You can’t help the smug upturn the corner of your lips make. Sebastian returns your hand to the crook of your arm. 

“ ‘Darling’ ?!” Grell exclaims. For the sake of public decency, you’ve always kept your relationship with Sebastian a very private matter for the sake of your young master’s image in this human society and its countless social rules – but beings like you and Sebastian have no care for a holy marriage and see no reason to participate just to blend in when you could just stay reserved instead. Sebastian’s hand moves to the small of your back in order to draw you closer. 

“Why yes, my darling y/n.” He flashes a closed-eye smile, amused to see Grell’s utter shock and despair. 

“You-! You’d rather this… this… wailing-” 

“Watch your tongue, reaper.” You bite, eyes narrowing.

“A banshee! You’d rather have a banshee than me?! That screeching-?!”

“She does her job as you do yours.” Sebastian cuts in and leans down to press a kiss to your temple while you smile like the cat who got the cream. “You bring death and she alerts those of when it is impending.” You have to stifle your laughter at how Grell’s jaw drops and she’s left a stuttering mess. You cover your mouth with your free hand and allow Sebastian to lead the both of you back towards the waiting carriage and Ciel. You glance over your shoulder to flash a cheeky wave with your fingers as you set a hand on Sebastian’s bicep and give it a gentle squeeze as the two of you part so that he can open the door for Ciel, you following in behind him and sitting upon the bench opposite him, facing backwards. The door shuts the two of you inside and you spy Grell through the little window, seeming to be wrapped up in some despairing monologue of her own. It makes you giggle which catches Ciel’s attention. He raises a brow, the band of his eyepatch raising slightly with the movement. 

“I don’t appreciate the open displays of affection but it was certainly worth it to see that reaper in such a state.” He smirks as he uses his cane to tuck the window’s curtain aside just enough to watch the red-clad reaper in the midst of her meltdown.

The carriage jostles slightly as Sebastian gets up into the driver’s seat and the three of you begin your return to the Phantomhive manor. 

∴.·:*¨ ¨*:·. ☙.·:*¨ ¨*:·.♡ .·:*¨ ¨*:·. ❧.·:*¨ ¨*:·.∴

That evening, as you prepare yourself for bed, a set of cool hands smooth over your shoulders. 

“I never knew you to be so possessive, my darling~” His words drawl into your ear, breath fanning over your ear before he presses a warm kiss just below it. You let out a low hum of pleasure as you turn around to face him, reaching up to loop your arms loosely around his neck. You stretch up onto your toes to softly brush your lips against his.

“Demons aren’t the only creatures capable of being very protective of what's theirs~” You giggle quietly. His arms coil around your neck and he tugs you closer in a swift motion, pressing you flush to his chest. 

“Ah while that’s true, we are unrivalled~” He has a cheeky smirk on his lips as one of his hands rubs up and down the soft curve of your spine. He pulls you into a slow but passionate kiss, the two of you swaying on the spot as you try to close the non-existent distance between the two of you, wanting nothing more than to be one with each other in this moment. 

“What’s going to happen to us once you’ve eaten Ciel’s s-?” You’re cut off with yet another kiss as one of his hands cups the back of your head, fingertips soothingly massaging your scalp. 

“We’ll figure that out when the time comes~” He kisses your nose and looks down at you with lidded eyes. “My sweet banshee~”

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[truedarkhunter]

Counterpoint: Undertaker not with Cloudia

While many people, including ones I respect, are fond of the Cloudia and Undertaker pairing, I can't quite get behind it. I don't hate it, mind you, but looking at things both in the period and in the story setting, it kind of doesn't work for me. Here's some of why. 1. Humans are fireflies. Undertaker is one of the oldest, and would have the least connection to the human world. Hence he finds the stage of human life "absurd". He watches it as a play while attempting to stay detached. While some of the Reapers do dally with humans (Grelle in her macaroni get-up in The Story of Will the Reaper, and Ron flirting with a girl in Book of the Atlantic), they aren't long-term things. Reapers have too much to do to easily maintain such relationships and what do you do when someone wants to ask questions like "where do you live?" and "what do you do for a living?" These are some basic things people want to know quickly to assess your social status. Not only can Reapers not easily answer those questions, when they can get away to see someone (lover or no), it could be a month later or more. When they don't have a clear answer for their absences, like being in the military or a deep sea fisherman, it would be hard to wait for such a person. If Undertaker knew Cloudia from when she was a little girl, would he really see her as a woman? Wouldn't that feel weird, like Jacob from Twilight level weird? I kind of think he'd just have the affection and desire to watch over and protect Cloudia throughout her life if he formed a bond with a bright, little girl who didn't see him as scary or creepy, but rather funny and kind. She might have been the reason he discovered the value of laughter. That would be a greater gift. 2. Virginity was still a goal in Victorian times. Remaining a virgin until death was still a goal, especially with the influence of the Catholic church. You wanted to enter Heaven pure. Those who did got a special crown. With Reapers being in Purgatory already, some may wonder if it's wise to get involved with anyone when the goal is to get out of there.

3. It would ruin Cloudia. Virginity was also important to be able to marry well, as having dalliances before marriage could kill a good match. Undertaker was not her social equal. Even if he could have vied for her hand, he couldn't have offered her the life she deserved, and people would definitely have talked. If she had a relationship with him outside of marriage, it could alter her life - i.e. alter the course of human events by keeping her from the life that was originally planned. That would not be a good thing for Undertaker to do to someone he claimed to care for, nor would it be wise given how the Grim Reaper Association might come down on him. Unrequited love? Absolutely! Feeling friendship or a kinship to the girl who then died at 36, causing him to reach the point of wondering what his own life and efforts amounted to? Sure! Getting romantic with someone when you know that giving into your passions would only hurt them, especially when you know that in 5 minutes (to you) their desires will calm down or they will be married off and those emotions can find purchase elsewhere? Not so much. That isn't love, just desire. 4. Demons don't eat Reaper souls. Neither Sebastian nor Claude showed any interest in munching on Reapers, so something fundamentally shifted in them. So even if humans and Reapers can have kids, how would that have affected Vincent and Francis? Is one of them a half-Reaper? How would Heaven and Hell treat that soul after their life ended? (Angels and humans together produced Nephilim, would the Grim Reaper Association even allow such a pregnancy to reach full term? Would the other Powers That Be?) How would that soul get judged or sorted? While having Ciel be a quarter Reaper is a fun concept it also comes with a severe complication. 5. It ruins the story. The whole premise of Black Butler is about the pact between a DEMON and a HUMAN. If Ciel was 1/4 Reaper, i.e. inedible stuff, why would that pact even form? (Let's face it, he'd be like a dog dropping sandwich. No matter how little dog dropping is in it, you don't want it anymore.) What special powers would it confer? It certainly robs the tale of the struggle that makes it poignant if Ciel isn't really a fallible mortal like everyone else. His choice to walk the road not taken and giving everyone else a glimpse into a Faustian pact where instead of pleasure and power, the maker of the pact wants revenge is what makes it interesting. If Ciel isn't fully human, maybe the pact can't be properly formed in the first place. It can undo the very premise of the show, and that makes it not fun. I like it more for an AU concept than the main one. This tale is a tragedy. We are about to see it play out as a version of Hamlet. I'm more wondering who will be the one(s) left to report that Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead. Let's see if we get to learn Cloudia's fate. I DO suspect her death, and her close ties to the Undertaker, undid the best Reaper of the association and set him on the path of ending death itself so no one had to die anymore so he might find his own end/peace. And realize, if you do like the Cloudia/Undertaker ship, good on you. I'm still going to read posts and fan-fics about them and get some popcorn. The idea is intriguing, but comes with a lot of plot holes that I need to see filled to fully get behind the match. That said, if anyone can fill holes in plots, it certainly would be Undertaker. Ciao!

[psych3-delic]

Hello! I adore your family AU and I'm curious about the events that led to Charlotte's birth? Did Undertaker manage to bring back R!Ciel in this AU but it was a less public appearance? Also, do Sebaciel and their baby eventually leave the spotlight to live their immortal lives on their own terms?

And if this prompt idea interests you: Since Charlotte's lover is Grelle's prodege, how about her making a big scene of her and "Bassy" being in laws now and Sebaciel dreading it?

In my head, the whole Undertaker thing was over and done with: o!Ciel proved himself once and for all that he was the one knighted by the Queen, and that he was the one performing all watchdog duty.

It also helps that r!Ciel is already dead. To prove one's alive is easier and it proved also that the dead can be manipulated, thus, can be used as an instrument of lies.

The Phantomhive left the spotlight when they departed from London to America to avoid the Great War in 1914. Afterwards, none really knew where they were, or what happened to them. Funtom continue to grow under regional management, but the owner can only be contacted via mail or telegram. Once, taking advantage of the owner not being around, an executive attempted to funnel company's money into his own pocket. A week later, he's found dead in the office. Reason of death: cannot be determined; his body looked to have suffered no harm. Frozen on his face was an expression of utter terror. On his desk was one single Funtom lollipop.

The Reapers was around when Charlottes was born. The whole dispatch, including Grell, William, Ronald (but not Max though, he hadn't died yet) perched outside the manor on tree branches like vulture, ready to pounce. None had expected Ciel Phantomhive to survive; not even Sebastian. A half-blood child between human and demon had never before existed; her warring natures too might yet not survive the outside world. And seeing as demons drain human life forces, it might very well be that the halfling would kill her mother the moment she was no longer in need of a host body.

But then Sebastian emerged from the manor, in his human form but it looked quite off, beastly even if you looked close enough, followed by his dark tendrils... and a baby girl in his arms.

He showed her off to the prowling death gods:

"She's alive," he said, "and so is her sirer. You are no longer needed here, Grim Reapers."

William adjusted his glasses: "You don't know that, Collapsar. Ciel Phantomhive is not yet out of danger." At this, the demon bares his fang; ill winds picked up; the shadows that enveloped the mansion became impossibly darker:

"He is mine. The boy has been mine ever since our contract. Death hath no claim on his soul."

Will and the Demon exchanged a long look. In the end, Will reluctantly ordered the dispatch to call the mission off. One reaper protested:

“But sir…” “There’s nothing we can do now, or do you fancy being snuffed out of existence by Collapsar?” He spared the speaker a look.

When they all left, Ronald get close and whistled upon seeing the baby, and said: "You sure that adorable babes came from your gene, pop?". And Grell just :)) sighed exasperatedly like when you found out your kpop idol bias is getting married.

I also think the dynamic between the Phantomhive-Michaelis and the Reapers would be like:

Will on a mission in the midst of London > feeling something tugged at his leg > Look down and see Charlotte being tearful mouth quivering: "I lost my papa and dada, Mister. You're their friends right? You're around all the time" > Will reluctantly returned the demon child to her demon parents 🤣

So yes, when they met again in 2020s, there there isn't a lot of animosity left; just a sort of playful annoyance (?)

As I have said before, Max initially hated this grown "Lottie" because of his prejudice against demon and his perception that she deceived him somehow. They had an enemies to lovers arc. The moment it started to shift more toward "lover", Sebastian was horrified. The "Sebas-chan" still makes him shiver even to this day 🤣 meanwhile, Grell is just behind Max giving him (terrible) date gifts ideal and trying to match make.

[robbierants]

Black Butler Rant: Alois Trancy, hate, Mental illness, and Gender roles? Spoilers for season two of the show

IM NOT HATING ON ANY OF THE CHARCTHERS

Ive done a rant on Alois b4 but idc

Alois trancy seems to be hated for various reasons, i’ve heard fans talk about what an awful character he is. He’s a whore, he’s selfish, abusive, evil ect. The curious thing is all the Black Butler Characters are immoral, only about two or three aren’t. And Alois isn’t the cruelst, or most hard hearted of any of the characters shown on Black Butler. Madam Red is Jack the Ripper, The Count Druit selling people on the black market, and Agni was a criminal who slaughtered people just becuse he had class issues. Now maybe these characters aren’t that popular, but i know of three very amoral characters who are loved by the fans who can’t stand Alois.

My one and only Love, Grell is a comedic phycopath, who murdered Madam Red, her lover, for refuseing to kill Ciel. But humor aside lets take a look at her personality, She is completly selfish, vain and takes stalking and ignoreing consent to a whole new level. Will sleep with anything that moves demon dogs included, Remember she was ready to help Ciel, becuse he promised to let her do what she wanted to Sebastian. The guy who hates and is repulsed by her. She even says dispite her feelings for Sebastion she’d hack him up and is completly serious when she says it. Grell has never showed remorse regret or compassion for anyone or anything, she has no redeeming qualities, but people still love her (including me)

2) Sebastian- Lets ignore how hot he is, although fan girls and gays do realize he’s a mutilated crow right? Another Amoral character! he is a demon who is preying on a child, seasoning his soul so he can simply have a good meal. Sebastian smirks at Ciel’s suffering and pain constantly. Manipulates and lies when it suits him and enjoys squishing humans who have no chance aginst him like bugs. In season two he violated Ciel’s trust lied to him, and once Ciel was a demon and had no soul Sebastion killed him. Proving the only warm feelings Sebastian has are toward kitties.

Lastly Ciel himself! he’s saddistic, cold, cruel and willing to sacrifice whats left of his family and freinds for revenge to avenge his pride. He has already killed two people and ordered the deaths of many more. Shows no remorse and will let his Demon be abused to suit his purposes or will pimp him out.

All these characters have personality traits Alois has been accused of or warped into by fanfiction. He does in fact share these same traits with other characters so why are they loved for them, while he’s hated? I think it has to do with gender roles and the idea of people being unable to accept, what they do not percieve as normal behavior. People hate what they don’t understand.

It all starts with media, years of watching boys and men in fiction shug off every trauma and abuse, and remain unaffected by it has made viewers forget. In real life Boys who go through half the things they go through in movies, books, and television would end up completly messed up.

Media and society stresses this idea of manly strength boys, don’t get hurt, boys don’t cry! boys can take anything! Any boy who can’t is weak.

Hence, complete contempt for Alois Trancy’s character, who gets hysterical when the lights go off and cries a lot and gets scared.

He’s very emotional, needy and immature in contrast the Ciel, who’s cold detachment, apparent machurity and calm disposition reflects the manly ideal. Ciel goes around ordering Sebastion to kill people and in fiction male characters are judged by their willingness to weild power.

Alois has power but would rather have Claude as an freind then a slave. Plus Alois likes blue bells, wears frilly nightgowns, dresses up as a girl and likes soft girly colors like pink and purple and his disreguard for gender roles and implied sexuality is bound to make anyone who’s homophobic or insercure uncomfortable. He dosen’t care about dignity, money or power like Ciel, he instead wants comfort, safety and love.

Alois is mentally ill so his behaviors and mood swings scare people, and make them feel uncomfortable, much like how people react when confronted with real mental illness. Its easier to judge then to understand.

When people see someone like Alois they feel resentful and feel the need to put them in their place.

They scream "Stop acting like that!” But thats why I love Alois. Throughout the show he was told by everyone, that he was filthy and worthless, crazy and weak, that his emotions were wrong, hell even his demon Butler Claude told him, he was unworthy becuse he loved him.

Everyone around him perfers the cold detached almost inhumane Ciel Phantomhive. Only Hannah Annafellows accepts and loves Alois for who he is, faults and all. She helps Alois triumph in the end and in the end its he who controls the fates of the oh so perfect Ciel, and both demons.

In the end he wins the game becuse he embraces his emotions and turns them into a strength beating the more manly, cold, detached, and more popular characters. Claude is also really detatched cold and calculateing and Sebastian simply uses emotion to manipulate people, underneath the mask he’s also pretty chilly.

This makes some fans angry becuse Alois character not only challanges social and gender roles with his behavior but succeeds even when it seems he’d been crushed like a bug. Grell is aloud to have the same behaviors as Alois and viewers are fine with it, becuse Grell is a trans women.

Women are suposed to be passionate and emotional according the the sterotype.

Or maybe i’m over thinking it and fans just hate Alois becuse he’s going against Ciel and they like Ciel and he put Sebastian out by makeing him unable to eat Ciel’s soul. And maybe people just love Grell because of her big chain saw. I don’t know for sure those were just my thoughts on the matter.

[sebastianmichaelisslander]

for the ask game: grell for character and redcliff for ship :3

Aaah ofc! 🙏🏼💫 I’m still doing this though it’s been a while, btw!

Grelle

How I feel about this character:

first off, I think she’s beautiful, fr. Even before I got into Kuro, I saw her design and thought she was so pretty - and that was shortly before I started reading the manga.

I also think that she’s more complex than she gets credit for. When I write her, I like portraying what’s going on behind her queen facade - delve deeper into her psyche, her fears, how she really feels about every situation she’s in… I also think she’s very quick to act and has ended up saving her colleagues’ asses more than once, but that also means she’s impulsive and gets herself into far too much trouble.

Although she doesn’t show it, she really does regret letting her temper and jealousy get the better of her. She never got the love or support so many others she knew did, which is part of why she was resentful of her victims and others who had what she didn’t.

I also think she seems like the sort who, despite her shortcomings, has a great capacity for love and is loyal to a fault. I love showing all her layers and giving her even more.

All the people I ship romantically with this character:

Honestly, the only people I do ship her romantically with are William or Angelina. However, I don’t mind her with others she’s commonly paired off with, such as Mey-Rin (though I personally can’t see it sometimes), Sebastian (even if how Grelle is portrayed in fics with him often annoys me), Nina, Hannah, Undertaker, or anyone else lol.

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

Othello or Ronald would defo be her platonic soulmates, lol.

My unpopular opinion about this character:

She indeed is crazy about Sebastian, but more in an, “I want to fuck him and then bisect him with my scythe à la the black widow spider” sort of way. Does she wanna bang him? Yeaaaah. But by no means is she actually that into him romantically, lol.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

I wish her inner life and backstory haven’t been explored more in the manga. Not only would this have the Grelle lovers more content, but it’ll also give us more to understand her better. I also want her to get the happy ending I think she deserves. 😭

My OTP:

Grelliam. 😂 tho I’m a multishipper at heart.

My crossover ship:

Don’t really have one. I do think Grelle and Hidan from Naruto would be fucking funny, though.

A headcanon fact:

Not my own headcanon, but some of my mutuals on here hc that Grelle is of Russian origin and can even speak the language. Which I love. I also like the German Grelle hc equally, lol.

Now, for the ship part.

Redcliff

When I started shipping it if I did:

After Angelina’s death in the manga. So much angst potential.

My thoughts:

I’ve always remembered wondering if those two did have something else going on. It even seemed as though their relationship transcended what’s platonic. However, though I do like the pairing, I don’t usually seek out that many fanfics for it as two weirdly specific pairings (Grelliam and SebTaker) are the only ones I think of 24/7.

I think they could either be incredibly wholesome or extremely toxic depending on how they’re written in specific fics and given the nature of their rapport. There’s so much potential to explore it in several different ways. Plus… the ANGST.

Things done in fanfic that annoy me:

Can’t really think of any atm, tbh.

Things I look for in fanfic:

I really want another, “what if Angelina lived?” AU, fr. I also like Bizarre Doll!Angelina fics.



Whom l'd be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other:

Don’t @ me, but (alive) Angelina and Undertaker would be funny. 😂 /hj

Actually, I don’t really ship Angie with anyone except Grelle. But as for Grelle, defo William.

My happily ever after for them:

They’d probably actually try to make whatever they have going on a healthy, functional relationship if Angie lives. As for whether they have a family… maybe there’s the whole, “Grelle finds a baby and decides to keep it” thing.

Who is the big spoon / little spoon?

Grelle is definitely the big spoon. Angie sometimes takes over though, lol.

What is their favourite non-sexual activity?

Lots of things. They both would read tacky magazines and penny dreadfuls together, give each other their observations while people-watching, go shopping, probably do art together… another one would be Angie braiding Grelle’s hair and making her feel so pretty while doing it. 🥹

That’s it for now! Do send in more 😁 💓

[imagineanime2022]

Secret Servant

No Pairing

Characters: Ciel Phantomhive, Sebastian Michaelis, Grelle Sutcliffe, William T Spears, Madame Red, Finny (mentioned like once)

Wotd Count: 1999

Warning: Death, injury (not described in detail)

Requested: @the-letter-horror-lover

Request: Please may I have Black Butler headcanons of Ciel Phantomhive with a servant who is certainly another demon and he is certainly isn't human but he clearly transforms very similar to Sebastian. How would Ciel react to having a Phantomhive servant who is exactly like that.

He shows a highly similar personality to Sebastian..

https://stephenking.fandom.com/wiki/It_(Creature) (like this)

How would the other Phantomhive servants get along with him? He did give off some unpleasant vibes to a shady person that he was not an ordinary servant.

A/N: I have changed on thing, since Ciel is a child and is very against any child violence for good reason, the MO of our demon has changed a little bit, they still eats humans and enjoys it but they don’t eat children, just adults that they can lore in with their glamour.

Ciel had known you were different that was the reason that he hired you but the longer that you stayed at the estate the more that they realised. It was rare that you let slip, to be honest just like Sebastian you were very good at hiding it, the only time that it really showed it was when emotions were running high, or when it was a while between feeds. Given Ciels job and often need to make bad people disappear, you were well fed and rarely had to go looking for a meal but there were times when work was slow and you had to go hunting but even then Ciel had cautioned you in doing so and promised that if he ever found that you meal were anything less than criminal he would have Sebastian get rid of you.

You were a lot less secretive about what you looked like under the magic, you held you human form because you really didn’t want to explain it but your true form resembles more of a light formation than anything else, it was something that seemed to confuse humans enough to wonder towards it haphazardly making feeding easy for you even before meeting Ciel.

You and Sebastian had known of each other before Ciel had you as his heir but you had never met. Your feeding grounds had never crossed before and even now you had no interest in the prey that he had laid claim to. The reason that you had even agreed to be part of the little group was because you wanted to have a little bit of fun. Your long life had become stale in the time that you had spent living it, everyone died the same, everyone begged the same and everyone tasted the same. Ciel brought you all a variety of prey and some of them weren’t even human, they gave you everything that you were looking for, sometimes they even gave you a fight, they never won but it was fun that they tried.

It was days like today that made you doubt the choice that you had made, the slow ones, where the Queen had no work for the young master and he had no drama in his very large toy company. The day where you sat in the huge Estate watching the three human helpers rush around trying to be helpful, in truth they ended up making more problems then they solved. With you being there too it was easy to clean up, sometimes when you were feeling generous you’d even stop the problem before it became one.

Today was not that day.

Today you wanted nothing more than to be left alone, you were hungry and bored and that never made for a good combination. Now you were looking for the best way to keep yourself occupied “you look like you are ready to cause trouble.” Sebastian said, appearing next to you in the garden where you watched Finny, who you were supposed to be helping. “Me? Never.” You mumbled as your eyes moved to the boundaries of the estate. “Mm.” Sebastian hummed “well behave yourself while the guests are here we don’t need any of them going missing.” “What if they wander off?” You asked. “Then I ask that you kindly do your job and escort them back.” Sebastian answered with a smile “now change into something more presentable you’ll be welcoming Madame Red and her new butler.” “Do I have to?” You asked, Sebastian didn’t actually answer that question, instead gave you a look, challenging you to push further, you only smirked as you stood from where you were sitting. “Sebastian!” Ciel called. “Until next time.” You winked as you turned and walked back into the house to get ready for the guests.

Madame Red’s arrival was only a couple of hours after that interaction, you were at the front of the Estate, you bowed low as Madame Red climbed out of the carriage with her new butler “It’s a pleasure to have you at the estate again Madame Red.” You said as she passed. “And you Reaper Butler.” You used your telepathic ability to talk to the butler as he passed you. They gave a small squeak before heading into the house behind Madame Red. You dealt with her bags moving them to her room, with May-Rin’s help.

The night that followed had you on the roof watched the borders of the Estate “what are you doing up here?” You glanced back at the butler who arrived with Madame Red. “I’m making sure nothing sneaks in, what are you doing up here?” You asked. “How did you know?” She asked, you looked at them. “I’ve met a few of your kind, they make a good meal when there’s nothing else around.” You shrugged. “You’ve also made hunting difficult a few times so I’ve learned to sniff you out, death follows you.” “Death follows you demons too.” She smirked. “Blood follows demons, death follows a reaper.” You corrected her. “You are brave to have you back to me.” She finally addressed the fact that you hadn’t even taken the time to look at her, in a little less than a breath your hand was wrapped around her throat, your mouth opening to show razor sharp teeth. “If there weren’t any questions about you going missing, I’d make a meal out of you.” Your jaw latched shut as you pushed her back towards the entrance back into the house “go inside before I change my mind.”

“Any trouble outside?” Sebastian asked. “Not outside.” You answered as you leant against the doorframe to the kitchen where Sebastian was cooking breakfast. “What does that mean?” Sebastian asked, you opened your mouth to answer with, the butler in question walked into the kitchen. “Is there anything that I can help with?” She asked, Sebastian watched you for a second as you looked at her before turning and leaving the kitchen. “Be careful with that one.” You said to Sebastian as you headed to a different part of the house to occupy yourself until you were needed to help serve breakfast.

“So are you going to tell me what you found?” Sebastian asked. “She’s a reaper.” You answered. “The butler?” Sebastian asked. “I could feel something different about her.” “Mmm.” You hummed. “Is there something else?” He asked. “Why would a reaper play butler to a human?” You asked. “That is the question.” Sebastian answered. “Maybe it has something to do with those new murders, for them to still be looking for someone, I would wager that it has something to do with the supernatural.” You answered. “Murders?” Sebastian asked. “They will find their way to Ciel’s desk soon enough, the police have exhausted their resources, Scotland Yard has failed again and where will her majesty turn when that happens?” You asked. “To her Watchdog.” Sebastian answered. “He won’t like what he finds but he has a job to do.” You answered. “This bothers you.” Sebastian observed as he watched your tight stance. “I don’t like liars at the best of times, I really don’t like liars with the means to kill me so close.” You answered honestly “now leave me be, surely you have a job to do somewhere else.”

The investigation did indeed find it’s way to Ciel within the next few days and progressed rapidly and before he knew it Ciel had found out who was behind it all, Madame Red and her reaper turned butler Grelle Sutcliffe. That was why you were standing in the alley body low as you waited for the order. “(Y/N), Sebastian kill her.” Ciel ordered. “Yes sir.” You smirked as you moved, the human eye couldn’t track you and it seemed even the reaper had trouble, you kicked out at Grelle who brought her scythe down, you dodged around him kicking at the back of her legs as Sebastian moved to protect Ciel from Madame Red. “Tell me how does a brat like that get such interesting help?” Grelle asked. “None of your business.” You answered as you leaned down drool gathering in your mouth as you got ready to take a bite, it was at the last second that you realised the sound of the chainsaw and jumped back out of the way. “Well now you’ve gotten very uninteresting.” Grelle mumbled you assumed that she was talking to you but when you looked up you saw that she was aiming for Madame Red, even with your movement speed you weren’t able to get there in time to stop her, you put yourself between Madame Red and the chainsaw but it seem managed to get through you and her killing her and severely injuring your human form. “Do you know how long it’s going to take for this to heal!?” You asked, teeth gritted as your eyes glowed a brilliant red, you kicked Grelle away her death scythe still buried in your stomach, you ripped from it’s place embedded in your body throwing it to the side as you stalked towards the reaper. “Now, now.” Grelle gave a nervous laugh as a growl ripped from your throat, she lifted her hands in surrender but before you could get too close a figure appeared in front of her. Sebastian appeared at your side now slightly in front of you, your human form was starting to melt away showing a more animalistic form, one that you hadn’t used since joining Ciel. “I will deal with her from here.” the other reaper said as you glared at him. “I think I’ll just take you both as payment for the healing.” You answered, voice a deep growl that reminded everyone that you were never human to begin with. “I do think so.” He answered. “(Y/N) please, this is not the time.” Sebastian warned as he looked back at you. “There will be others that you can take.” “For once your kind sees sense.” He muttered “My name is William T. Spears.” “Well William, you had better leave before I give into my base instincts.” Your threat didn’t seem to bother him as he turned to Grelle, chastising her before disappearing and taking the modified death scythe (the chainsaw) with him.

Finally back at the house, you had been confined to a room in the estate given that you weren’t able to keep your human form stable, the only people allowed to see you were Sebastian and Ciel, the latter of which had yet to actually visit you despite Sebastian insisting that he would. You hadn’t expected to be visited that evening but the door opened to reveal Ciel and Sebastian “How are you?” Ciel asked. “Healing.” You answered. “Mm.” He hummed as he walked over and sat in the chair next to the bed and looked at you. “I am here to thank you for trying to save my Aunt.” “I wasn’t trying to save her, I was trying to kill that reaper.” You answered as you looked out the window. “You should know that human life means nothing to me no matter who’s it is, but I have no intention of letting someone believe that they are better than me, in any way. That reaper is a loose cannon and will be for as long as she lives, she’s dangerous and I want her dead.” “I give you permission to kill her.” Ciel answered. “She is on my list, I will kill her with or without your permission.” You answered as you looked at him “that you can rely on.” “Well then there’s nothing more to talk about, just stay out of trouble when you are back on your feet.” Ciel ordered. “No promises.” You answered with a smirked eye glowing in challenge, Ciel only gave small smirk as a knowing look crossed his eyes before turning to leave not saying a word more, an understanding of your own reached from this point onwards.

Request Here!!

[grelleswife]

Just wanted to sk since i love your and bapydemon's writings together, have you both done sebagrelle rps too?? if so can you link to it?? i've been craving sebagrelle so thought i'd ask!!

Thank you so much, anon; I’m delighted to hear that you enjoy our collabs! 😍 @bapydemonprincess and I have completed various Sebagrelle rps over the years, several of which are available on AO3. In chronological order (from oldest to most recent), these are:

A little death

(with Fembastian)

Phantomhive governess Sebastian Michaelis goes on a carriage ride with her lover Grelle Sutcliff. When in such close quarters, the demon can only resist temptation for so long...

Solidarity

Grelle comforts Sebastian when the demon feels trapped and frustrated in their human form.

Through a different lens

(with Fembastian)

After a disastrous run-in with her ex, Claude Faustus, the demon Sebastian Michaelis is forced to reveal painful past secrets to her lover Grelle.

Saving Mey Rin

(polyship—Sebagrellerin)

Grelle and Sebastian rush to Mey Rin's aid after their lover is shot during an attack on the Phantomhive estate.

Take Care With Your Glasses

Housemaster Michaelis fully intends to make it to cricket practice on time. Grelle, who's been deprived of his company for much too long thanks to the pesky Watchdog's investigation at Weston College, has other ideas.

Of course, please be mindful of the tags and read at your own discretion, since most of these contain mature content (ranging from sex to canon-typical violence).

In addition, one of our rps, a Sebagrellerin story that we never wound up publishing to the Archive, can be found here, although it might be a tad cumbersome to go through the reblogs (hellsite functionality, am I right? 🤪). This tale chronicles Mey Rin’s pregnancy with the the throuple’s child, bapydemonprincess’s OC Aidan. 🖤❤️💖

Happy sailing aboard the Good Ship Sebagrelle! 🥰

[rottenpumpkin13]

Speaking of Grell... can we have a crossover post between Black Butler and FFVII for the purpose of having Genesis and Grell meet?

Cloud: What happened to your eye, If I may ask?

Ciel: I lost it in the Phantomhive Manor fire that killed my parents and left me orphaned.

Cloud: Ah, I know how you feel. A silver-haired asshole burned down my village and killed my mom.

Ciel: THE UNDERTAKER BURNED YOUR VILLAGE DOWN?

Cloud: The WHO?

*Ciel points to the undertaker, who's extracting Zack's blood*

Zack: This guy's suuper nice. He's giving me dog-shaped cookies in exchange for blood donations.

The Undertaker: You're wonderfully compliant! Tell me, how would you like to join the—ACK!

*Sephiroth knocks him out with his sword*

Sephiroth: How dare you experiment on him, you vile, wretched cretin.

Zack: Speaking of experiments, you should talk to that kid Finny over there. You guys have a lot in common.

Sephiroth: Who?

*Zack points to Finny, who's being suffocated by Angeal, who's crying and hugging him*

Angeal: WHEN WILL THESE ORGANIZATIONS LEAVE THESE KIDS ALONE?

Finny: Hey, it's okay! I'm free and very happy now!

Angeal: I'm going to bake you an apple pie you poor thing.

Finny: You like cooking? You should talk to Bard, the Phantomhive's chef.

Angeal: Who?

*Finny points to Bard, who's on the ground, wrestling Cid Highwind*

Bard: YOU BLOODY IMPOSTER

Cid: YOU'RE THE IMPOSTER BITCH

Bard: WHY DO WE LOOK ALIKE??

Cid: I DON'T KNOW, BUT RHAPSODOS AND THAT OTHER LADY WERE ASKING THEMSELVES THE SAME THING.

Bard: WHO?

*Cid points to Genesis and Grell, who are painting each other's nails and gossiping like old friends*

Grell: So then I told Sebas-chan—oh, darling you know Sebastian, right?

Genesis: I'm afraid I don't. Is he your lover?

Grell: Hm...not yet, but soon. He's right over there, look!

Genesis: Oh I wonder if he's—IS THAT VINCENT VALENTINE?

*Genesis is looking at Sebastian, who's dodging lab equipment that Professor Hojo is throwing at him*

Hojo: DON'T COME ANY CLOSER, VINCENT. I KILLED YOU ONCE, I CAN DO IT AGAIN, DEMON.

Sebastian: For the last time, I'm not Vincent Phantomhi—did you just call me a demon? How did you know?

*Sebastian turns into his true form and Hojo passes out*

[razbrry]

Grell with a vampire SO?

note 💋— grrrrrr!!!!! i love this prompt. D1 vamp lover over here. -> this is me trying to not go off the rails and make it a smut. my greatest apologies!

when you’re a vampire— ft. grell sutcliff

apart from this whole honor she has by the ripping grim reaper activities…

you’re her biggest flex!

way to keep the secrecy, grell. greatly appreciated.

she’ll be fawning over you.

grell would push her hair back to leave her neck bare for you to behold, purposefully tilting her head.

she’s soooooo obvious.

but so tempting!

you of course don’t want to hurt her, but that should honestly be the least of your concerns.

have you SEEN grell? she’s freaky.

“ou, and the sun today was so…! dazzling and sunny! oh, right, you’re more of a darkness connoisseur, aren’t you?”

oh, shut up grell. we haven’t seen you in daylight since the stone age.

(stone age=butler duties for angelina)

she teases you about your gargoyle-like tendencies as if she goes out every day out of pure productivity. YOU’RE NOT CUTE.

(that’s the fattest lie ever, shes the cutest.)

more on your nutrition,

both of your supernatural roles fit in surprisingly well!

she’ll lead you around discreetly while she’s over here absolutely ripping.

it *is* a regulation to not tamper with a corpse.

bit you’re not a grim reaper, are you?

free dinner!!!

grell feeds you well. <3

and the whole ‘being invited in’ phenomenon? she’s got you covered.

grell would try to coax the host/property owner to verbally let you in by the most over the top monologue.

“oh?! and you’re going to just let us waltz right in by ourselves like we’re some ordinary mortals?”

the host is all like ‘are you… not?’

one of you has fangs and drips of dark and broody… and the other has sharpened teeth bearing a chainsaw.

we are NOT the same.

so yes, entering royal estates is a royal pain with grell.

ciel is sick of you two.

you and grell are a match made in hell :3 she feels like she’s living a rom-com fantasy with you!

‘ooh, a VAMPIRE, how sexy☆!!’

oh, i can totally hear her say that.

[sut4tcliff]

Snapshots of Domesticity

Grelle Sutcliff x gn reader!

As a celebration for getting past @transfemswagbracket 's 1st round, I decided fuck it why not get this Grelle x reader fic out of my brain

Slight content warning for reaper backstory stuff. It's only slightly discussed but still some tw for mentions of suicide. But it's fluffy overall!

It wasn’t always easy dating a grim reaper, but you had grown accustomed to it, in a way.

It didn’t stop you from worrying as you stared out the window at the rain that pelted the London streets. It was pitch black out and the harsh wind made the rain almost pour sideways. Yet, in a perfectly-timed flash of lighting (to this day you didn’t know how the very world around her complimented her flair for the dramatic) your lover stood in the doorway.

“I’m guessing you got caught in the rain,” you commented, quickly getting up to remove her long crimson jacket, now sopping wet.

“What led you to that astute observation?” Grelle responded sardonically, exhaustion seeping into her voice as she sat down at the kitchen table.

“Hard day?” you asked, your voice soft. You handed her a towel to wring the rain out of her fiery red hair.

“What else is new? They always work us to the bone, rain or shine. You have no idea, darling. I mean, I’m happy you have no idea how this feels, but still…” she sighed.

You scooted a chair so that you could sit next to her, her still-damp head falling to rest on your shoulder. Of course you didn’t know how she felt in her eternal punishment. You often mentally cursed the wretched system that punishes those who were already suffering. Those who are now reapers only wanted a reprieve from the weight of this world. In return, a far heavier burden is placed on their backs. A punishment for feeling pain. There are few things in this world that seemed more cruel.

“Come here, sweet girl…” you say, your arms open wide.

Grelle immediately wraps her arms around you, finding solace in pressing her face into the crook of your neck, even though it makes her glasses press uncomfortably against the bridge of her nose. She takes comfort in how your hands card through her long red hair. After everything that she has been through, after everything she has done, you still hold her in your arms like it is where she belongs most in this world. And sometimes she thinks it is.

Grelle often finds herself thinking about what she has done, where she has been in her life and her afterlife. And all of it feels worth it when she gets to come home to you. She often cannot believe that she has somewhere she calls home after everything. Someone who she falls asleep with every night and wakes up next to every morning. Someone who helps her put on her makeup in the morning when she doesn’t have the energy to do so herself (even if you tend to smudge her lipstick one way or another).

You were one of the first people to tell her that you thought she was beautiful. You said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. The sky is blue, the sun rises in the East, Grelle is the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen. Your words of kindness to her rest on the line between fact and poetry. And it is more than she could ever ask for.

But in this moment, you rest in your shared kitchen, in your shared home. You wait for her to remove her head from the crook of your neck, but you know she will not let go of you as you walk into your shared room. She would never give up the kindness of your touch, a kindness she is still so unused to. With her in your arms, it feels more like a dance than a walk, with the way you sway from side to side and the way her arms encircle you.

“Darling, you should change before we sleep. You don’t want to sleep in your wet clothes,” you say.

“But I don’t want to let go either. I want to stay in your lovely embrace!” She protests with her usual dramatic flair.

But eventually she relents. Re-entering your room in her long, flowing white nightgown. Typical for the current fashion.

And with that she returned to her sanctuary nestled against you. With her head buried in the crook of your neck and your legs tangled together. Her glasses sat atop your book on the nightstand, a snapshot of domesticity that still made your heart feel tender. And the girl in your arms smelled like home, like roses and iron and the coffee she so often drank. You could only watch with love as her eyelids fluttered closed over her chartreuse eyes

“I love you, darling.” she murmured, already half-asleep.

“I love you too, Grelle.” You responded with ease, the same way you’ve said over and over again.

You blew out your bedside candle and pulled her closer, listening as her breathing evened out. You closed your eyes and drifted into sleep, knowing that you would wake up to your favorite sight in the world.

[bapydemonprincess]

6 or 10 for the angry confessions (I'm trusting you to do something amazing with whatever ship you feel like dabbling into!)

MHMMM I think I have an idea, I am a bit low on energy and practically DRAGGING the inspiration to do this out of the depths of my brain buuuut.. lets have some Sebagrelle drama UwU

It had seemed to be a typical evening of Grelle Sutcliff visiting... Until the red reaper had suddenly started stiffening up.. and all-together pulled away from the sweet yet hungry kisses she shared with the demon, and her usually playful and flirty demeanor took a drastic U turn into a complete opposite barrage of emotions.

"Rufina, please tell me what is bothering you or else I cannot-"

"Oh, please as if you DON'T KNOW." She snarled, now full on livid and on the verge of clearly marching out without giving ANY explanation.

Sure the chaotic reaper in red Grelle Sutcliff could most certainly blow up from time to time. She'd huff and puff and sometimes need to literally stomp around to get it out. However.. very rarely was her anger so specifically serious and hurt and focused on Sebastian themselves.

As if the demon had finally spurned her.

And she stood there, on the spot, in the middle of Sebastian's room, staring at her red high heeled shoes and nothing else.

Fists gripped tightly at her sides.

“…This is why I knew I shouldn’t have gotten close to you.”

Sebastian had already been stalk still as well, accessing this situation like his long immortal life depended on it.

But that...

Eyebrows lifted high, mouth parted open; agape with pure open honest to god shock.

...

Sebastian had always sensed despite Grelle's constant foreplay and coaxing from the very beginning she had some reservations about a full-time dedicated relationship as well. Clearly better at hiding that fact than the butler, who wore such insistences on his sleeves like giant signs for EVERYONE to be sure to see.

But once the butler had finally given her the "green light" and they'd started to get quite a bit cozy...

(...aka a lot of intercourse...)

...She'd "softened up" in her own Grelle Sutcliff fashion; holding and kissing the demon idly, from cheeks to arms to hands. Giving the butler flowers and little trinkets- of a usual feline variety -almost every time she arrived.

And of course the immortal creature, such an expert in these types of things (even if mostly for the sake of SEDUCTION not a full time relationship), returned the gestures in full.

And so for a good long while.. things had appeared to be going perfectly between demon and reaper.

Up until... whatever the hell this was!

"I.. don't understand."

Sebastian finally broke the choking silence, hands starting to carefully lift from his sides, as if to reach out to his lover in order to comfort.

...Or to shield himself if possibly necessary if talking things out did nothing.

A huff of a bitter, quiet laugh left Grelle.

And she shook her head a bit.

"You really don't know? You... you never sensed me out there?"

"...Out where?"

"The other. Day."

Grelle was full on gritting her sharp teeth as she got the words out.

"Just the other. DAY."

Sebastian's eyebrows dropped down at once as his mind started doing the fastest back-track through his memory it had ever done. (That he could recall..)

All he could remember of any kind of "other day" was the little outing he, the Earl, and all the servants had partaken in when they'd needed to go shopping for things such as a new hat for Finnian and new spectacles for Mey Rin.

"Do you mean you had seen Young Master, the servants and I out and about in London...? Because.. it was merely a brief outing to acquire-"

"MERELY AN OUTING THAT TURNED RIGHT INTO YOU SAVING THE LIFE OF A GORGEOUS SLIP OF A WOMAN; WELL KNOWN FOR HER LOVELY ACTING CAREER, MIND... AND EVEN WENT ON TO HELP HER BACK TO THE THEATRE PROPER AND.. AND..."

Grelle's face looked ready to explode at this point.

"LET HER RIDE YOU WHILE YOU WERE IN THAT.. THAT.. FUCKING UNICORN SUIT!!!"

"Oh.. sweet Lucifer..."

"AND THEN SHE GOT TO KISS YOU!! ON THE UNICORN SCHNOZ, YES, BUT STILL!!!!!"

"Grelle."

Sebastian's eyebrows went up again, and his lips were still parted, and he finally dared to take a step closer.

"I imagine, my dear, you did not catch exactly what happened after all of that..?"

Grelle was openly sniffling, and quickly slapped a hand to her face to rub away the tears threatening to reveal themselves away.

"What does it matter, the fact remains that all of THAT happened! There's no.. taking it back! And.. honestly.. it was foolish of me to expect YOU of all people to become only loyal to one lover!"

"Rufina you must realize by now that's just.. foolish of you to think!"

The demon had moved close enough, to reach out- very very carefully -and gently cupped the woman's still reddened face.

His thumb glided easily over the drenched cheeks, as he gently stared into her eyes.

"Keep in mind the fact that I am with you to this day is a miracle, my dear.. For you know better than anyone that I had no intent on being in any kind of relationship."

Grelle still frowned and tried to look away from that damned blasted sweet and open pretty face before her.

"But..."

"However when it does come to demons and the concept of .. love in this sense.. "

And Sebastian's face, too, began to heat up, for he'd never planned on telling her this..

(At least not for a long, long time..)

"We mate for life, Grelle."

The reaper's disgruntled look started to fade instantly as curiosity and surprise took hold.

"And considering how long are lives are.. it is indeed a very serious matter when a demon finally makes such a decision."

"But.." Grelle started again, and briefly her frustration flared up once more.

"If that's the case WHY did you DO all THAT?!"

The demon chuckled openly...

And shrugged.

"Advertising."

....

"What."

"My young lord has begun to sell perfumes for Funtom. And so, while at first I merely saved that woman out of wishing to stop and traffic catastrophe.. I saw the opportunity while helping her- and her lover -out in making it to their appointed play on time.."

"....HUH???"

"So then once that was all said and done, Ms. Diaz would be delighted in becoming the mascot for young master's newest product of perfumes!"

...

Grelle was no longer angry.

...

Nor was she happy.

...

This whole reveal simply made the red reaper confused..

...

(And... beginning to feel a bit.. embarrassed...)

"Grelle,"

Sebastian cupped her face in both hands once again.

He was completely serious, as he leaned in, staring deeply into her phosphorescent gaze with his gleaming red hellish one.

“What part of "I want you, and only you" do you not understand, my love?"

And then... despite still being a little confused about why the hell Sebastian was LIKE THIS...

Grelle started to crack a smile.

And tear up again.

"Ohh.. you.. silly old devil," She choked out, laughing again, and tried to reach up to wipe her eyes again.

It was at this point that Sebastian Michaelis started purring in relief and if that wasn't enough, his lips had turned up into the sweetest, gentlest smile.

"Perhaps, but I'm your silly old devil, Miss Sutcliff.. Please remember that."

"Ohhh, SHUSH!"

Grelle practically squealed, before glomping her arms around the demon's neck and slamming her lips into his.

And that sweet delightfully deep purring seemed to amplify as the demon curled his arms fully around his love.

His mate.

And returned her kiss.

Note: This whole plot is referencing the bonus chapter 85 The Butler, Taking Off, which just coincidentally happens just after the Public School arc is over. Just imagine Grelle Sutcliff was there all along.. getting a good look of THIS:

SCANDELOUS!! 😱