#black butler gregory x reader

[vante1920pm]

Can I have Gregory Violet jealousy hcs? 🌚

──;; 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ★☆

★ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: I've only watched the season today so it's gonna be ooc 😭 but I had this sudden boost of motivation so I hope you like it !! :)

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☆ 𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: jealousy headcanons for my favorite prefect <3

☆ 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: gregory violet/gn!reader

☆ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: probably ooc, mostly fluff, little bit of violence mentioned

-ㅤㅤ before dating

You didn't notice him before, but he most definitely noticed you immediately.

He was fascinated by you when he first laid his eyes on you. You were different than the others, he didn't exactly know why but he had this strange feeling in his chest when you locked eyes once.

He took his time observing you before you even talked. He found everything you do interesting and wanted to know more and more. But he also saw the way you interacted with others.

On one hand he was glad that you were so social, so he wouldn't have to do much except to make you notice him. But on the other hand, he had this feeling of disgusting jealousy when someone would touch your shoulder slightly or hug you goodbye. He wanted to do that too but also more. He wanted you for himself.

He did sketches of you that he would stare at before he goes to sleep, so he would have the chance to see you in his dreams. He also wrote letters to you that he never sent, because he described how he wanted to hurt everyone you were friends with and also your family. But he would make sure you never find them.

He was jealous that they could see your beautiful face everyday and he had to wait hours to days to get a glimpse of you.

He wasn't even trying it, but one evening, when you were sitting outside, he hid behind a tree and sketched you doing your homework. You noticed his hunched figure behind the tree, looking down on what he held in his hands. So you decided to approach him.

Well, from there on everything happened on its own and you got closer, until you confessed to him.

-ㅤㅤ while dating

Since you got into a relationship, his jealousy decreased as he now had you. But there were still moments of insecurities when some pretty person took your attention away from him.

You always noticed his mood going lower when you weren't focusing on him so you always made sure that he knew that no one compared to him, in your opinion at least.

Your reassuring words always made him feel calmer and relieved, he was definitely still jealous but it was bearable for him.

© 2024, vante1920pm

[jester-lover]

P4 Relationship Headcanons

Authors Note/ I have read the manga up to the last English translated volume, but I’ll stick to the public school arc characterizations of them for convenience’s sake.

CW/fem! reader but otherwise no physical description , fluff, kindof accurate Victorian courting, a little angst, manga spoilers! I most definitely forgot this arc was getting animated, so I’m late, might be a little OOC, it’s been a few months since I read the manga

Edgar Redmond

Flattery was his main method of gaining your affections: descriptive poems sent to your mailbox, tulips and chocolates left on your doorstep by a mysterious admirer—a carefully held facade that fell apart when Edgar realized just how badly he wanted your affections returned.

While he has always considered himself a free spirit, capable of swiftly moving from one lover to another, he has an epiphany when he realizes he needs exclusivity with you. Edgar has found something beyond flings with you, a woman who can truly make him nervous; make his heart beat against his chest every time you bless him with a glance.

He isn’t always the most touchy lover, but he tends to take your arm in his while the two of you are out together. (He’ll do nothing more, as he doesn’t want rumors to spread around your private relationship.)

Edgar tends to fuss over you a bit, fixing your dresses, brushing his fingers over your coat, and generally keeping your appearance looking tidy; it’s an act of service that displays his affections for you.

Lawrence Bluewer

When I say all of his sisters gang up on him to tease him about his crush on you, I mean it. Lawrence tried his best to keep his love for you a secret, but his yearning glances over his glasses reveal his truth. They encourage him to speak to you, giving him advice about what women like. (Trust me, he needs it.)

Lawrence is a very dedicated man, particularly when it comes to you. He holds up all of the important customs of an exemplary Victorian man and treats you as an equal in all matters.

He’s adamant on listening to your opinion on matters involving the two of you, but he’ll also ask for your opinions on issues in his home and dorm. Your opinion is important to him.

Lawrence is a very intelligent young man; if you ever find yourself struggling with your schoolwork or a matter of principle in your personal life, he’ll help out to the best of his ability.

Call him by any affectionate nickname, and that carefully held stoicism crumbles before you, and a red tint suddenly appears on his pale face. The only time he ever broke his own rules was after the cricket match, when he embraced you tightly in the stands after winning, so much more proud of his victory now that you had seen it.

Herman Greenhill

It feels as if someone has struck him in the heart each time he lays his eyes on you. He can feel the warmth of his skin and the sweating of his palms each time he tries to talk to you without stumbling through his words. Herman is so utterly rigid and awkward around you, it’s completely obvious he’s head over heels.

He’s often flustered around you, even when you’re already courting, as one of his ideals of chivalry and respect is treating ladies kindly. He acts like a strict old man and a shy schoolboy at the same time, wanting your touch so desperately but bashing himself for it.

You will probably have to enact most of the affection between the two of you, sneaking kisses when your chaperone turns away, holding his hand when you walk into a more private corridor of his residence, and cheering loudly at his games. The easiest way to get a reaction from Herman is by showing off your stockings; he’s a sucker for good hosiery.

Despite his proud and sort of arrogant personality, Herman is a shy and careful lover; he remembers all of your favorites and special days, and he loves receiving your praise. Whenever he achieves something, he immediately looks to you, waiting to see what you make of him.

Gregory Violet

You wouldn’t even know of his existence when he first saw you, but he was always there, with a thick black sketchbook filled with drawings of you, going about your daily routine and interacting with others in a way he only wished he could. The sheer amount of yearning he does could put the poets to shame.

You are his muse; even when Gregory is creating something completely irrelevant to you, he’ll remember you; you are so infused with everything he makes. Because he has put you on this goddess-like pedestal, he doesn’t think he deserves you, which is why he’s so surprised when you agree to court him.

Gregory’s affection comes in bursts; some days he’ll be too nervous to look you in the eye, but other times he’s practically joined at your hip. He’s not the most talkative lover, but when his eyes flit through you, examining you closely with a blush stretched across his features, he appreciates you like you are art.

He plays the role of the gentleman in public, keeping his respectful distance, but he often seeks your comfort in the few moments you can sneak alone, laying his head on your lap as you brush through his two-toned hair and rambling uncharacteristically about the struggles of his role. He’s a non-conformist, and he often wished the society you lived in wasn’t so strict, so that you and him could act as wild and free as you did in the leather binding of his sketchbook.

[ciciyup]

Phantomhive manor (+ Gregory Violet) X Fem! Reader time traveler headcanons.

Summary: You are a time traveler and you have arrived in the Victorian era, how would you fare with certain characters if they met you?

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Ciel Phantomhive

In one moment he was drinking his tea and enjoying his chocolate cake and the next Sebastian had arrived with you at his side. Everything about you seemed to confuse him, from your unusual and very inappropriate clothing to your casual and bland way of speaking.

At first, he only let you stay in his mansion so he could study you, for some reason you seemed to know more than him and even more than Sebastian, and the more time you spent there the more you seemed to confuse him with your strange ways.

The inappropriate clothes you were wearing seemed to not want to take them off while you complained that the corset and the amount of things in the dresses were uncomfortable, which made Ciel roll his eyes more than once, on top of that, in your comments you added that the clothes you were wearing were “the fashion” and “the trend” when Ciel only saw in them two pieces of fabric like a poorly covered window added, in his opinion, to your bad style.

The way you spoke was so strange, that way so casual and without any grace, but at the same time confusing to hear you say words that he had never heard before. He had bothered to look up those words himself in some books, but then he left the task to Sebastian, who soon informed him that those words did not exist... At least not in his time. On top of that, it seemed that you did not appear in any kind of paper that informed about your birth or other important things that should be in people as soon as they are born, which made Ciel stop taking it as a bad move and see the possibility that you really were a time traveler, since Sebastian had ruled out the possibility that you were some entity like a demon, angel or shinigami by not feeling any of that in you.

It was really surprising for him, he would not deny it, to see such a strange and at the same time so useful device. You called it 'cell phone'. It was surprising for Ciel to see a device that could take color photos, see himself on video moments before while doing something random and be able to watch it and replay it. The fact that music came out of that device surprised him quite a bit too, not only because of that, but because of the huge difference between the music of the future and that of his time, it had certainly been a big shock. Surprisingly, some of the songs you taught him he ended up liking, the ones with a soft and pleasant rhythm, and the fact that you put those 'headphones' you had shown him where the music could be heard better turned out to be a great experience.

He seemed to start to trust you more, your conversations were pleasant and you seemed to have a very different kind of thinking than he was used to seeing in people, it was nice in a way. You seemed to have a more open mind, more liberal, without prejudices or hypocrisy.

Maybe with you there Ciel could take advantage of certain things to have an advantage over his adversaries in the business and political sense, after all he was an earl and it was always good to be one step ahead of everyone, if it was three steps then it would be even better. Although he was always on guard and cautious while you seemed to tell him certain things, he took mental notes of what could happen or happen in the future if he didn't change something in the present. It was all very intelligent and strategic on his part.

Finding you had been a great important piece for his game and being aware of more things that he probably wouldn't get to see, but he was pleased to have been lucky enough to have you appear. He just wished you could stay a little longer to be able to appreciate a vision as different and at the same time as pleasant as yours.

Sebastian Michaelis

Surprise was to say the least. This human really had something. He felt curious? Fascinated? You were so strange, your way of seeing everything was so different. Sebastian felt surprised because you even surpassed him in subjects he didn't know about such as politics, future wars, economics. It was fascinating and perhaps also, in a way, a blow to his ego. Why did this human come out of nowhere with all the answers up her sleeve, in such a way that she managed to surpass him in knowledge? Still, Sebastian was an extremely intelligent being with centuries of experience, so even if you had advanced knowledge, he wouldn't feel intimidated. Instead, he would see this as an opportunity to learn and expand his own understanding.

While he lets you settle into the mansion at his master's request, as the days passed, he would soon bring out his sarcasm when he saw your attire and clothes, dropping some sarcastic comments, but always with a polite tone to sweeten.

Seeing the device in your hands and turning it on would surprise him at first, being somewhat impressed by the great advancement of humans in technology and since he is a very intelligent supernatural being, he would quickly learn to use the cell phone and any other device you had with you. He would even dare to take your phone with him secretly just to study it, sometimes to take pictures, videos and other times to listen to music, noticing the great change between one era and another. The photographs and videos would be what would attract his attention the most, enjoying filming some cat that appeared in the mansion and then watching it on the phone.

Despite enjoying certain things, Sebastian would evaluate if you represented a potential threat, being cautious, but without raising suspicions on you. He would always prioritize Ciel's safety so he would stay close to you for a certain amount of time, even if sometimes you wouldn't notice. Coming to the conclusion that you didn't seem to be dangerous or an enemy to Phantomhive, which made him become more friendly and even offered you hospitality while you stayed at the mansion.

He would take advantage of your advanced knowledge to improve efficiency and security at the mansion, as well as a chance to learn about humanity and how they had advanced so much over the centuries. He would come to enjoy the conversations if they interested him enough, you don't always meet a time traveler so he had to get something out of it, it was sure better than hearing anyone else talk about the same old topics.

You were different from what he was used to, clumsy, closed-minded and boring people who had nothing new to offer, but since you had arrived it seemed like you had awakened something in Sebastian that he hadn't felt for centuries. He hoped you would stay a little longer, it would be a shame if he had to go back to the same boring emotions.

Finnian

He was very excited about you, although at first he seemed confused, especially by your unusual clothing, his excitement made him see beyond. Seeing artifacts he had never seen before amazed him, his eyes shining as he took the first picture with so many colors and heard the music coming out of it. Surely asking you for your phone a few times so he could take lots of pictures of himself with big smiles and doing different things or anything in general that he found nice to capture, even leaving the phone without storage.

“Can I really talk to someone who is on the other side of the world right now?” Finny would ask you in surprise when hearing you explain about calls and messages. But surely the game apps would also keep him very entertained, especially the pet care and gardening games, spending so much time there that he would already know how to use most of the things. He seemed to be amused by the fact that you would randomly throw out words that he had never heard before, some of them amused him so much that he would keep them in his mind and would often repeat them, even while there were people there, causing them to look at him in confusion. His enthusiasm could be higher than the looks they usually gave him. Finny liked to learn new things and having met you would definitely continue to fascinate him even after days.

His face would light up as you explain to him the simplest thing for you it would be surprising for him like the fact that there was something called 'internet' or 'television' that made everything easier in everyday life like a blender, bed warmer, cars. Whatever you told him it seemed like the boy would explode with excitement.

He would definitely be mesmerized if you showed him series or movies, whatever was moving on the screen would surprise him, but if they were fantasy movies he would surely enjoy them more seeing the special effects and thinking about how everything looked so real. He would definitely like to know all the musical genres, especially the most lively ones, but at the same time with a pleasant rhythm, trying to imitate modern dances, laughing at his own clumsiness and certain dance steps that made him laugh.

It would be enriching for both of you to have met him. Finny enjoyed your company and everything he managed to learn at your side, but in addition to that he also liked to teach you about his own time by telling you first-hand details and even making you see certain things from a new perspective. Being with him was undoubtedly a breath of fresh air and both of you could have a new look at the world.

Snake

He would be mostly confused by your unusual way of speaking, puzzled by words you used to say at random and not have a specific meaning, it would be difficult for him to understand. Unlike what one would think, even though Snake is a very shy boy, he would not feel ashamed to see you in a different type of clothing or in lesser cloths, since having been in the circus before he lived with people with little clothing or more "revealing" clothing, so although it would still be somewhat surprising and embarrassing for Snake, it would not be on a large scale.

Seeing a phone, something that did not yet exist back then, would make him feel particularly intimidated and think that it is something dangerous, staying cautious while you show him the device. He would be surprised when you showed him videos and people or anything in general moving inside that small device, even his snakes could be attracted and watch while they communicate through Snake asking questions about the device.

What he might like the most would be snake documentaries and anything about snake care. When you used to lend him your phone you would probably find him in the mansion's greenhouse surrounded by his snakes while his eyes were glued to the screen as he watches videos on snake care as well as precautions for when they shed their skin, their habitat, best food, even on wikipedia looking up different things to take care of himself and his friends.

Telling Snake about your knowledge and things that would happen in the future would make him feel intrigued and at the same time fearful thinking about what thing could cause something else to happen and prevent it from happening even if it was inevitable anyway. Also, he would like to know more about how people have evolved, if they were kinder to others, if there wasn't as much fuss when they saw someone different, if they accepted certain things more easily.

Seeing you want to teach him music with those big sound devices that you called 'headphones' would make him feel a little self-conscious, but finally when the music plays his surprise can be seen in him as he feels something he had not experienced before. He would have preferences with some genres more than others, the ones he might like the most would be ambient music, classical music and jazz.

He could get used to your presence in the long run. You seemed to be one of the few people he enjoyed the company of, and he learned more things with you by his side. He wouldn't deny spending a nice afternoon with you while you tell him how much everything had changed over the years and Snake would gladly listen to you.

Gregory Violet

First of all, why was there a girl at Weston College if it wasn’t for some special event? Secondly, he would be very intrigued, so he would take you out of public view if he had the chance so you wouldn’t cause any fuss at the time. Although he might initially keep his distance between you due to being generally reserved, his curiosity would make him approach you little by little.

Despite your unusual attire, Gregory would remain just as reserved, not judging anything about you as he silently analyzes you. He probably wouldn’t care much about how you look or what you wear, perhaps he would at first glance, but then he would remain discreet. He would be interested in the unusual and aesthetically different, wanting to capture the essence of your appearance in his drawings. You would be a source of artistic inspiration and he would want to draw you, but being so reserved he wouldn’t ask you to, at least until he gets to know you more deeply.

Seeing a phone for the first time would certainly leave him in awe. The ability to see color photos and color videos and even be able to take them yourself would leave him speechless. He would be more attracted if you showed him art-related photos with lots of colors and different things like that. Speaking of art, he would definitely be fascinated with the amount of things he could learn on different internet sites about artists’ paintings, drawing ideas, biographies and even reading any pdf book and using apps to draw and create without using pencils or hands would be extremely intriguing to Gregory.

Watching stories told through moving images and sound would be another completely new experience. He might be especially interested in movies, series or documentaries that deal with artistic and historical topics. He would be very intrigued and have many questions about how the device works and how you can see anything through it, be it movies, books, letters, numbers, photographs. How a movie could be created and what kinds of devices would be required to film and make the special effects.

If you had been there long enough for Gregory to become more comfortable, he could draw you, maybe he would ask you or, more likely, he would draw you without you noticing or telling you. He would like to capture your “futuristic essence” and keep those drawings to remember you if the time came when you had to leave. He would also make separate drawings of the electrical devices you had told him or shown him, wanting to remember them too.

It would be a unique experience for him and his memory to have met you and learn about all the new advances of the future generations. The fact that you seemed to have a more open mind and no need to judge would have made him enjoy your company more during the time you shared, after all you had not labeled him as weird or different like most people in his time and he appreciated that.

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[officialundertakersmoocher]

may i pls request a scenario with violet and afab reader where he’s drawing them nude and then smut ensues?

An Artistic Craving

yall i am so sorry for the extended break, and I hope this meets your expectations 😭

Warnings: NSFW, Nudity, +18, Slightly OOC

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"Stay still, okay?"

"But, Vi, it's so embarrassing..." You attempt to cover your assets which have been shamefully exposed to his eyes in the dimly lit study room.

"Don't think of it that way... It's just a study." You tried not to ask many questions, after all, he was more versed in the arts than you were.

It was lucky that you two happened to catch this moment alone, unchaperoned. Vi, actually very uncharacteristically, was the one to insist that he needed you as a model to finish this study to complete a project he was working on for his upcoming art exam.

After all, you two had been seeing each other for a long time now and were not only comfortable enough to do such a thing, but you also just happened to owe him a favor.

This is how you ended up in such a position for your lover, spewn on a dark purple couch in a private study room near the Purple House dorms. You knew that Gregory was too shy to say so, but there are many books on campus filled with similar references free for his use. He just wanted to spend time with you in an intimate setting such as this one.

You caught him stealing glances at you every once in a while, and he could sense your growing discomfort from staying still for so long.

He left his sketchbook behind momentarily to kneel down beside you and suddenly the room felt more quiet. Your eyes locked as he gently adjusts the position of your hand, placing it under your head in a graceful fashion.

He tilts his head and he brushes a strand of hair away from your face as if to get a better view.

He tried to back away to retreat to his seat, but was caught by your hand pulling him back. He sat confused for a moment but could tell your eyes were asking him to stay.

You move yourself upwards to face him and pull him into a kiss. His lips are soft and welcoming and he eventually moves to grab your waist.

You slowly move him onto the couch with you, straddling his waist. He begins to become shy from this now suddenly risqué moment and pulls away from your lips.

"Love, I don't know if we should..." You could feel the deep heat resonating from his cheeks, so you asked him softly, "Would you like me to stop...?"

"Please no..."

You just barely hear him mutter this, but his hot breath on your neck shows you how desperate he has become.

Before you know it, there are clothes being dragged away and thrown about the room, never finding the motivation to tear your lips apart from one another. You both are stuck in an agonizing dance, waiting for the moment that you both can be as close as you desire.

The room has reached a stillness as the dim candlelight bounces off of skin, and hot breath stills in the air. You are both frozen in time, taking in the moment for the first time now, and as you do, you notice that you've never really seen your lover in such a passionate way as this.

In this position, he's kneeling his body over yours and bowing his head in a shy manor. From the silence you hear him speak softly, asking, "Is this what you want, for sure?" And you have seemingly been too caught up in your own thoughts to notice the lingering question prodding in-between your thighs. You suddenly feel a harsh flush invading your cheeks and a needy wetness in the very same place that he finds his attention.

You turn your head to avoid the embarrassment of facing him as you answer his looming question.

Your voice shakes more than you intended it to, more out of anticipation than anything else. "Yes, of course, p-please keep going, my love-"

However, he catches you off guard by lowing his head down to your thighs. His proximity meant you could feel his breath tickle your skin and it invigorated you.

He softly grazed your folds with his fingers, and slowly exploring your body until he reached the most sensitive parts of you. The moment he grazed your clit, you couldn't help but let out a soft moan, which is exactly what pushed him to continue despite feeling his own uncertainty.

He follows the sounds of your sweet moans, touching you and exploring your body in ways that neither of you have experienced before. Before long you find yourself growing more in need of his touch, pulling his hands and guiding him to kiss you. You both are grasping for each others touch and cursing into the silence of this empty room when the tension reaches an all-time high. You find yourself guiding his cock lower as a sign that you are ready (or maybe as a sign that you can't wait much longer now).

He follows your lead, pushing himself slowly across your folds, letting out a sigh as he feels the warmth of your pussy against his skin. He has one hand behind your head as a comforting act as he slowly guides himself between your thighs. He watches your expression change to a grimace of pain, almost stopping himself, but instead he caresses your face in an attempt to sooth your pain. You start to adjust yourself and whisper for him to keep going, and after a few moments the pain starts to replace itself with great pleasure.

You can't help the moans that escape your lips as you grasp onto him, likely leaving scratch marks on his upper back.

However, he doesn't mind this one bit. He can only focus on this heavenly feeling that seemed to blur his vision and tingle at his senses. The pleasure became overwhelming before you could comprehend it and it feels like heaven.

The sounds that filled the room should have alerted the others of the acts you both were sharing tonight, and maybe, just maybe, you should have been more worried, but neither of you could have the gut to care. Not tonight, not when it just feels so good and your vision had started bleeding white as your bodies worked in tandem with one another. 

It felt like hours before you had found yourselves cuddling under a stray blanket, skin-to-skin and feeling on top of the world. There was peace settled in the air and you held each other and shared this perfect moment.

"Did you enjoy it?" Violet asked timidly while he stroked stray pieces of hair out of your face.

"Oh course, Darling. I've never felt closer to you than how we were tonight." You looked at him so softly and left a soft peck on his lips.

"Well, thats good, because... I didn't really get to finish my painting. We may have to do this again tomorrow night..." He wouldn't meet your eyes, but you knew that if you could see them, they would have a glint of excitement in them that you only see when he looks at you.

"Well, I suppose we would have to then- For your studies, of course."

• Epilogue • Tea Time •

"So, It couldn't have been just me who heard some oddly bizarre noises coming from the art studio on the west end last night..." Edgar mused to the other prefects as he took a mischievous sip.

"Oh, how I wonder what that could have possibly been coming from..." The sound of a breaking pencil could be heard only if he listened so intently.

"Oh, I heard it, alright." Greenhill pipped in, sounding more than mildly annoyed as he completed his afternoon stretch. "Some people really need to be more considerate of the fact that some of us need to study at such late hours."

"Well, maybe some people should consider that not everyone wants to hear the sound of your 2 hour long training routine at 12am either..." Bluewer rolled his eyes, obviously not knowing what the others were exactly referring to.

"Well, In just thinking that maybe when the professors discover a certain pair of undergarments left in said art studio on the west end, they may have to cancel class this morning. If you know what I mean..." Edgar takes an extended sip of his tea and watched as Gregory excuses himself, dropping his sketchbook and seemingly headed towards the west end.

"Well, that answers that." Edgar mutters with a smirk.

[ulquiorrapleasecallmetrash]

may i request grelle and gregory with an introverted artist s/o (preferably fem) who’s physically affectionate when in private pls? have a nice day/night :>

Grell Sutcliff and Gregory Violet w/ an affectionate introverted artist Headcanons

Fandom: Black Butler/ Kuroshitsuji

Rated: G

Warnings: None! Maybe mentions of kissing.

Admin Harmony🐯: YES FINALLY A GREGORY VIOLET REQUEST! I have been waiting for more Gregory Violet request for so long! KEEP THEM COMING! I NEED THEM IN MY LIFE.

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-I think Grell will find a artist s/o pretty freaking cool!

-Will love to look at your art. 

-Will also constantly ask so many questions. 

-About your drawing technique, the tools you use, etc.

-Favorite things for her to do is lay right next to you while you draw. 

-She finds it so calming and very intimate.

-Also would love for you to draw her. 

-She highly encourages you every time you draw something. 

-Will defiantly pose and anything.

-To get a reaction out of you she will tease about you drawing her completely naked.

-That’s the thing she loves to do, she loves to tease her s/o.

-but it is more light-hearted and fun.

- They also love to touch and hug you. 

-She is very affectionate. 

-will kiss all over your face and cling to you like plastic wrap.

-Loves when you give her gifts and it has something to do with your drawings. It’s more personal and you put in so much more effort into it.

-Would love for you to teach her how to draw so you could both do it together.

-But yeah Grell would love to have an artist s/o rather they are introverted or not. She will treat them all the same.

‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

Gregory Violet:

-Gregory doesn’t mind having an outgoing s/o but it does have to admit, to have some who is also calm and introvert puts him at slight ease. 

-He also finds comforts in having someone who is also an artist just like him. 

-His favorite past time is you two sitting outside and draw. 

-No talking, just listening to nature and enjoying your presence is perfect for him.

-He still has his teasing moments so he will jokingly draw silly pictures and put them in random places in your room. 

-You will also do the same to him and he loves it. 

-You both will keep each picture you both give to each other. 

-You both will both secretly laugh when he draws silly pictures with the other p4 members. 

-Greenhill was not happy when he found one of his crazy caricature that Gregory made of him. 

-On the outside he’s like, “Sorry.” But you know damn well he aint sorry so you both will look at eachother and just smile at each other. 

-Besides doing artsy things he does enjoy looking at the night sky.

-So stargazing is something you two do in your past time.

-But yeah overall no matter what I think Gregory Violet will adore you no matter what. 

‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

[m00nkissedlover]

・｡sketches 🎨

"painter, baby, you could be the muse"

gregory violet x reader | word count: 597 words

summary: gregory seems to have a new muse :) 🎨

warnings: none! just fluff <3

note: he's literally so cute, i love him pls- 💜 might be ooc, idk, i tried

you sat in the art room with gregory, lightly chatting with him as he sketched away. you kept trying to sneak glances at what he was working on, only to be stopped as he clutched the leather bound sketchbook to his chest, an almost unreadable expression on his face as he'd shake his head.

"come on, gregory! please let me see what you're drawing. pleaseeeeee?" you begged, your boyfriend rolling his eyes as he shook his head once again. "no, it's not done." he said the same thing the last time you asked and the time before that. you frowned, laying down and resting your head in his lap (you two were sitting on the floor).

you could see his concentration break a little as a tinge of pink dusted over his cheeks, his eyes glancing down at you for a split second before he went back to drawing. so you decided to patiently wait, rather than continuing to pester him about it. "gregory, would you ever draw me?" you asked, messing around with the rings on your fingers. gregory stopped mid pencil stroke and glanced down at you, your eyes meeting his. "depends..." he muttered, his two toned hair falling in his eyes a bit. "on what?" you asked, reaching your hand up to move the black and white wisps away from his violet eyes before letting it settle on his cheek.

gregory was obviously affected by your actions, his cheeks warm to the touch. gregory didn't answer and instead, placed his sketchbook down. he gently held your hand that rested on his cheek and kissed the inside of your palm, your heart skipping a beat. "you really want to see what i've been drawing?" he mumbled into your hand, your head nodding. he let go of your hand and picked up his sketchbook again, flipping to the page he'd been working on for what seemed like hours. "here..." you took it, your fingertips brushing against his for a moment. when you turned it right side up, you felt like your heart would burst. on the page was a drawing....of you.

you were smiling brightly, your eyes half closed as a result. he'd done an amazing job capturing the likeness of your face, it was as if you were looking at a photograph. "gregory....this is beautiful..." you muttered, still surprised by the drawing. "i was going to give it to you on your birthday, but since you were so eager to see it-" you mentally slapped yourself as he said that, realizing you'd ruined his surprise. "this was going to be my birthday gift? oh...i-i'm sorry i ruined the surprise...." you hung your head, feeling bad that your impatience got the best of you. you felt gregory place a hand on your shoulder, telling you to look up at him. and when you did, he cupped your cheek, just like you'd done to him. you knew he wasn't very keen on physical affection, but he was slowly getting used to it. "don't beat yourself up over it. i can always make you a new one." he reassured you, a small smile on his lips.

you wrapped your arms around him in a hug, catching him a bit off guard. but he still hugged you back, gently holding you as you two sat on the floor of the art room. "you're the best partner i could ever ask for~" you hummed and gregory felt his heart warm up. he really did love you a lot, more than he could say. "i'm glad my sketch made your day~" 🎨

© m00nkissedlover, 2024

[mydearviolet]

'am i making you feel sick...?'

gregory violet x gn! reader

general notes: wrote this on a whim, it's barely edited/proofread (whoops) so my apologies for any errors. post weston expulsion gregory. semi-angst? not really? also incredibly loosely based on strangers by ethel cain

a dreary summer had already made itself known at this point. with a constant drizzle of rain alongside an uncharacteristically harsh heat, it seemed as though the london fog would never dissipate. you could barely make out the street lamps as your carriage navigated the obscured driveway of the violet estate.

‘it is no wonder you were never fond of that harsh sun, my violet.’  you offered gregory a gentle smile. ‘this weather is far more comforting.’

no response. not even an acknowledgement of your presence. this wasn’t uncommon— since his premature departure from weston college, days would pass without even a glance in your direction. 

‘…ah, well,’ you paused. ‘say, that music hall has been under construction for quite some time, has it not?’ despite faltering just slightly, your smile persisted. a way to maintain normalcy, you thought. 

his gaze shifted toward you this time. a twitch of his eyebrow and a narrowing of his eyes signalled you had peaked his interest. there was an intent behind his stare, yet it was not something you could quite discern. he really was like a brick wall at times. 

‘i have no interest in such things.’ gregory’s voice was quiet as his fingertips began brushing along the hem of his hood. porcelain skin juxtaposed the dark fabric and blue veins brushed along his arms like stems of ivy. furrowing your eyebrows, you couldn’t help but offer your hand to him, only to be met with a flinch in the opposite direction. 

strange. to hold any part of you grounded gregory unlike anything else. not even his artistic expression could hold a candle to how you made him feel. despite everything, you nod your head in quick understanding and shift your attention to the landscape outside the window. it was a shame the road was so unstable; each time your shoulder brushed against his, you could hear his breath hitch. 

gregory’s weak hands were visibly trembling, despite his feeble attempts to suppress them. 

‘gregory… my dear, was there anything you wished to talk about? nothing is too great a burden for me.’ your demeanour softened. he didn’t take too well to others prodding him for information, yet with you… it was always something he didn’t mind. however, what you didn’t expect was for him to do nothing but grit his teeth in response.

had you struck a nerve?

your gaze shifted toward the window, yet gregory insisted on staring right through you. he took in one long breath, then finally spoke. 

‘am i making you feel sick…?’

you swallowed the lump in your throat, unable to disguise your shock. it wasn’t like him to be so resolute. despite his insistence otherwise, he was still plagued by the murder of derrick arden. his hands were cursed to hold the blood of others, from now until the day he died. perhaps, if he was profoundly unlucky, he would have the privilege of turning a blind eye to his sins.

‘oh, my darling… not at all. not at all.’ you spoke breathlessly. no words could convey the tragedy of his circumstances, but it seemed gregory preferred it that way. peering to your left, your heart ached to see his eyes glossy with tears. 

gregory moved his hand gently towards yours, his fragile fingers intertwining alongside your own. his skin was so cold, almost lifeless. yet when you took your free hand to cup the side of his cheek, it was unmistakeable how much of your warmth enveloped him. his eyes fluttered shut, a breathy sigh escaping his lips.

just as you had earlier, you smiled gently. 'my violet, just know that i love you.'

[michiruzz]

muse.

A gn!reader x gregory violet drabble

fluff!

(A/n - we need more gregory violet content. also, keep in mind that english is NOT my first language. not proofread.)

gregory violet was a talented artist, each drag of his charcoal pencil skilled and perfect.

you were a perfect muse, unlike a certain someone named greenhill.

you were a natural beauty to behold, someone he absolutely had to keep immortalized on paper.

but what was it, that kept him so captivated?

was it your hair?

your eyes?

your overall being?

he didn't know.

his thoughts were a mystery on their own, but the more he thought of you..

the more his thoughts became clouded.

a tint of crimson would find it's way onto his pale cheeks.

his heart would race at the mere thought of you.

and you weren't any different.

you had taken a liking to the lonesome prefect.

his violet eyes, the bleached white part in his hair.

it matched him all too well.

you loved, and appreciated the time being with him.

it was never awkward, nor was it uncomfortable.

it was calm, quiet, and relaxing.

occasional conversations helped strengthen your bond.

yet it wasn't enough for the both of you.

gregory, just like you, wanted to spend more time together, until graduation.

but neither of you had the courage to ask, or bring such a conversation up.

maybe, hopefully soon, gregory will find the courage to ask you out for things other than drawing sessions.

maybe, just maybe, he'll uncover his true feelings for you.

but for now, the loving piece he drew of you and him, dancing on a moonlit night, will remain hidden in the depths of his notebook.

...

[ha1taniwh0re]

I don't have anything in particular but perhaps something like what it would be like marriedto him, how many kids he would want, or courting each other.

Being with Greogry Violet

i put some nsfw for people that want to read. Little bit short but didn't know what more to put sorry<3

being married to him:

let's be for real... your marriage would be probably arranged marriage because of time you are in. You are for sure someone from wealthy family but I see him marrying someone who is opposite of him

most of the time he draw, you often find him in his art room that you guys have in house but that's alright because he put a bed in that room so you can spend time with him while he is drawing. You would probably read or just watch him or sleep, but as long as he is with you it's alright.

he cares about you but shows it in his way, a little bit creepy way but hey you love him what can you do?

having kids:

for some reason I don't see him with kids, but if he ever does have one or two or more he would care for them. Maybe he wouldn't show it in normal way but hey he cares.

he would show his love by making paintings for his kids. I think he would have 2 kids, one son and one daughter. He would spoil his little girl so much and teach his boy about art.

dates:

private dates, just two of you. Nice dinner with some candles. It would be in his aesthetic but you don't care as long as it is with him.

sex:

very kinky. More into your pleasure than his. I think he would love to dress you in something if he has something to put you in because lf timeline.

[livingsspecter]

𝓑𝓪𝓻𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰

Gregory Violet x GN!Reader; angst drabble: reader founds out about what he and the rest of the P4 did to Derrick

When Violet finally confessed what he had done, fear spread in the depths of my chest. I wondered how it was possible that those delicate hands— that gave life to so many works of art, could violently knock someone out

Even if the victim was repulsive, ominous thoughts plagued my mind... what if I displeased him or challenged what that school implanted in his brain? Would I be next on his list?

And now he sat miserably on the cold floor of my room— glossy eyes turned to the ground, engulfed in shame while he tightly gripped the ends of his cloak. He did not dare to utter a single word after his gory secret was revealed, so I decided to break the silence

“Do I even know who you truly are!?”

My voice was filled with resentment, in a different scenario, I’d rush to wipe away his tears and take him in my arms, and oh, how I wished it were the case. Gregory flinched at the sound of my sharp tone, tears threatened to fall down his pale face

I couldn’t help but feel an ounce of pity for my beloved’s sorrow, even if his lies crushed my spirit— seeing him break was too much to bear, and so I sat down on the floor, facing Violet, who raised his head to finally look at me. His face was flushed red, and black tears— surely meshed with his eyeliner, were running down his face like an unstoppable downpour

“I didn’t want you to leave me…that’s why I-“

Violet tried to finish the sentence but his voice broke in a sob, I immediately understood what he meant— I felt the urge to back down and kiss away those tears… but deep down, I was scared, could I really trust him? My silence weighed heavily on Violet— who usually loved quietness, and before I could even try to answer, he reached out to me in an act of desperation, weeping as if his heart would shatter in a million pieces

“I can’t live without you…please”

Immediately, I stood up in a haste, terrified of what could happen if he came any closer. Violet froze and his eyes widened at the sudden jolt, an invisible barrier was separating us— the room felt much colder than before

“D-Do I frighten you..?”

The truth was right before him, words failed me and all was made clear—the light in my eye has vanished.

[urlocalsabito]

Me when the fandom I’m in has no fanfics or I’ve read every single one of them and they haven’t been updated since last year 😾😾😾

[vante1920pm]

could I have worst and best traits in a relationship for P4? tysm💝

──;; 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒 ★☆

★ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: absolutely sure thing <3 still kind of ooc but I'm trying my best

◎ | black butler masterlist

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

☆ 𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: their best and worst traits in a relationship

☆ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: edgar, lawrence, herman, gregory

☆ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: ooc, short, leaning more on f!reader, not proof read cuz I'm too lazy

❛  EDGAR !   ❜

-ㅤㅤ worst traits

He's not taking your relationship too seriously. He says he does but it never feels like it.

He casually flirts with every living being that crosses his path, doesn't matter if you're there or not. Everyone would say that Edgar is just naturally a flirt, but it makes you feel disrespected in many ways.

-ㅤㅤ best traits

He takes care of your needs and is always there if you need him.

Whenever you feel insecure, he's there to make you get rid of these negative thoughts, so that you can feel as beautiful and loved as you are.

❛  LAWRENCE !   ❜

-ㅤㅤ worst traits

He's not that open about his feelings towards you. You've probably heard him say 'I love you' a total of three times in a 3 year long relationship.

You respect his boundaries in that but also wish he could share his thoughts with you.

-ㅤㅤ best traits

He's caring and helps you with everything. He may complain that you should do things on your own and solve your problems yourself, but he secretly loves it if you ask him for anything.

❛  HERMAN !   ❜

-ㅤㅤ worst traits

He wants you to participate in his sports.

He knows you hate it ( sorry for everyone who likes sport, love u <3 ) and he doesn't try to force you into it, but he definitely annoys you with it multiple times a day.

-ㅤㅤ best traits

He's very caring for you. He takes care of your needs and tries to make every wish you have come true.

He wouldn't go too far but definitely does what he has in hand.

❛  GREGORY !   ❜

-ㅤㅤ worst traits

He's also not very emotional with you.

You have problems to find out if he's mad, sad or happy to see you. He just doesn't show it much so whenever he's mad at you for something, he just ignores your whole existence.

-ㅤㅤ best traits

He draws you a lot. He makes you look beautiful in each sketch he makes, so that gives you some kind of confidence boost and also shows you how special you are to him, since he stopped drawing other people and his sketch books are full of you.

© 2024, vante1920pm

[zippidi-dooda]

Written 2yrs ago and haven't reread it (just posting here) so may be more cringe than my current writing. Yes, I had the mangas in hand as I searched for dates and details. Ready 4 new black butler season: my offering

Gregory Violet x Fem. Noble Reader

~

The word "fag" will be mentioned in this story, but it only means someone who does a lot of things for a house's prefect.  Hope you enjoy.

~

2 June 1889

Dear Diary,

It is finally the 2nd of June, just two days before Weston College's interhouse cricket tournament. That means tomorrow the tournament eve's festivities will be held and I can once again meet my beloved Gregory at his school.  I hate that his school prevents me from seeing him often, but he seems happy going there and he sends me many letters with some of his lovely drawings, many inspired by the people at his school, so I suppose it's not all bad.  His house may not win the tournament this year, but I know that at least his house's match will be entertaining, as it is every year.  I wonder if he'll be busy drawing instead of participating again this year?  Or if he'll dance with me after the tournament ceremony tomorrow.  I usually dance with his fag [a fag, in this, means someone who acts similar to a butler towards the house prefect], Cheslock, or Scarlet Fox's prefect, Edgar.  They're both wonderful, but I'd rather dance with Gregory, he is my betrothed after all.  If he declines tomorrow, then I'll just have to drag him onto the dance floor.  It's very unlady-like to do so, but I must dance with him at least once before we're married.  And besides, I've seen some girls oogling him during the festivities in previous years, and I'm not fond of it.  They are either too shy or scared to actually talk to him, but that doesn't mean the same can be said for this year.  I know his heart belongs to me, but I can't help but want to make that clear to those ladies by dancing with him.  Yes, I've decided, I will dance with Gregory tomorrow, no matter what I must say or do to make it happen.

-Y/N L/N

3 June 1889

Dear diary,

Today was absolutely wonderful!  After each house and their players entered the Grand Dining Hall and the P4 lit the Flame of Saint George, the festivities began.  Well, after the vice headmaster fell down the stairs.  It was startling, he had blood running down his brow, but he walked around just fine afterwards.  He's always been rather clumsy, but I think this is the first time he's ever got himself hurt that bad.  I hope he's truly okay.  But, anyhow, I finally got to dance with Gregory!  I can feel his hand on my waist and in mine as if he is still guiding me across the Grand Hall's floor.  My heart is still jumping with excitement.  He was wasn't too thrilled at first and protested profusely, but Edgar and Cheslock convinced him to dance with me.  He sighed and, reluctantly, led me in a dance with a pout on his face.  But his frown soon turned upside down as we talked throughout the dance.  I told him what's been happening with me and vice versa.  He has such a lovely smile, I wish he showed it more often.  I'll figure out every small thing that makes him smile soon, and do my best to keep him happy.  Oh, and before I forget, I met the new housemaster and student of Sapphire Owl House that Gregory mentioned in his letters.  The new housemaster's very tall and handsom (and appears to be much younger than the other housemasters), and says such flattering words.  But, I can tell that his smile's fake and his words insincere.  He was trying to leave the ceremony early but was prevented from doing so.  As for the new student, he's short and cute, in a younger brother sort of way.  His house's prefect, Lawrence, and his rather large family were surrounding him, as well as Green Lion's fag, Edward, and his family, for a majority of the night.  According to what Gregory's said, and from what I've seen, the two are very popular.  Gregory thinks there's something suspicious about the pair, though.  I hope it's nothing to be concerned about.  Anyways, tomorrow is the start of the cricket tournament.  I won't be able to be with Gregory the whole day since he'll have to be waiting with and for his house to play, but I'll be cheering him on wholeheartedly from the sidelines.

-Y/N L/N

[ashxngrotto]

𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚅𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 (𝚜𝚏𝚠)

Warnings: none I think?

A/n: he’s so pretty

he will draw doodles of you/ exchange his diary with yours

gregory will never tell you this but exchanging diaries make him feel safe and secured, since he knows that you are not sad with him being emotionally constipated and is willing to take your time to be patient with him.

gregory was never the person to talk about his emotions even after you guys started dating, so you came up with a solution, why not try to exchange your diaries so he can write comments and tell you about how he feels through text? (don't tell me that he can use phones the setting is in the 1886)

so he started to write about his daily life, sometimes drawing doodles of the P4 at the swan gazebo or Cheslock helpng him do chores.

sometimes gregory will draw doodles of the two of you, in the garden or in his room, and when he finished, he will place the drawing between the pages of his diary and hand it to you, then admire your surprised yet joyous face when you discovered the drawing while reading his diary.

he is willing to dance with you

(i headcanon that gregory has anaemia since he mentioned that dancing makes him dizzy but let's ignore this fact rn)

during the 3/6, it's time when the opening ceremony of the cricket tournament takes place, though gregory doesn't like dancing and will much prefer to stay in the corner, he will be more than happy to slow-dance with you

gregory would remember your facial expressions and your graceful sways during the dance, and make yet another drawing of you afterwards

to gregory, if you're happy, than he'd be over the moon to see you being happy and smiley, this man lives for your smile

he’s always willing to listen to you

no matter if it’s your rambling or yapping about your favourite stuff, gregory always listens

he’ll continue sketching while you’re talking about your day, or maybe he’ll sketch whatever you’re talking about

(I think I’ll do a nsfw soon but I wanna complete Lawrence’s one first)

[hantaslittlearsonist]

❤︎ 𝐹𝓁𝓊𝒻𝒻 ❤︎ ꜰʟᴜꜱᴛᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ!ᴠɪᴏʟᴇᴛ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴍᴜꜱᴇᴜᴍ This is puuure fluff <3 260 words You and Violet were walking through the maze of rooms in the Victoria and Albert museum, pointing out interesting works of art and fun ornaments every now and then. You were enjoying your time with your boyfriend but... You were getting a little bored of all the old stuff. With a small private smile, you decided to entertain yourself.

'Hey, Gregory.' You waited for his reaction, he had wandered off to stick his nose as close as the museum security would let him to a charcoal sketch. He turned, curious. 'Yeah?' 'I got a new perfume, did you notice?' A look of guilt washed liver his features, it almost made you regret your trick. Almost. 'Yeah come smell it, see if you like it.' He hurried over, his long coat swishing in his wake. You angled your face up, seemingly to give him space. Gregory leaned in, close, right where you wanted him, and inhaled. Before he had the time to even look confused because you were wearing your usual perfume, you enacted your trick: quickly, you dipped your head down and pressed a kiss to his forehead — well, partly to his hair, partly to his forehead. He reeled away, blushing so hard he almost blended in with the red of a depiction of The Great Fire Of London. 'What? Why? Huh?' He stuttered as you laughed, trying to stay quiet to still be respectful of the museum space. 'You're so red sweetheart!' You wheezed, wrapping an arm around him for a half-hug. 'Cause you keep teasing me!' He wailed.

@velleitxs, @violetscharcoal, @ellebasy-sabrinaa

[sempsimps]

Gregory + Cheslock x reader nail painting

So they are separate, but I wanted to paint their nails okay, so I'll do wholesome first, and I'll add a line for NSFW stuffs. All right, chill :)

Gregory-

-He loves to paint his nails it's just like normal painting, and it looks pretty, although it isn't typically for males, but he doesn't mind

-It's a good distraction when life gets too much, ya know, and he will do Cheslock's his if he asked for some help

Late in the evening, chilling in his room, talking or just sitting in silence and carefully doing his nails.

"So, how was your day"

Gregory looked up at me and sighed deeply before giving an answer.

"It was... busy"

I nodded and carefully turned his hand to get a better angle to paint his thumb.

"Yeah, you are a prefect, after all. You get a lot of ... uh sidequests"

a tilt of his head told me he thought it was an odd description but smiled a little, shaking his head. I applied the polish once. twice, three times, and then it was done. now to do the other hand, which he gave quickly. softly admiring the first set as they dried, glistening in the light, once I was done, he stared at them for a while.

"Thank you"

"Don't worry, I'm happy to do them"

I smiled and started to do my own nails to look pretty. But as I felt a hand reach out for mine, I looked up at him. He glanced away before asking.

"Could i do them for you?"

"Oh y yeah, have at it"

His touch was gentle, and he did the same treatment I did for him. He seemed to either know what he was doing or was a very fast learner. Either way, they looked immaculate by the end.

Cheslock-

-I feel like he has a little bit of anger management, and painting / picking the nail polish works to calm down. but he can't do it himself that well, so he either gets Gregory, or you to do them, it looks better, and he'll feel a little bad about ruining it, but it's better than blowing up at people.

-and if people judge, he just yells at them. idk

-He likes to rant doing it since you'll listen to him, but it's like a comfortable silence when Gregory does it. Instead, Cheslock wouldn't start the conversation unless Gregory did. idk

He sat cross-legged on the floor, one hand in your lap that was being yassified using the other hand to gesture during his new rant.

"And then he went on to say I was in the wrong! like I wasn't educated in the subject. Also, I'm a damn prefect! He shouldn't argue with me of all people!"

He gestured with his spare hand to emphasize his point, showing frustration with the student by waving it in the air and occasionally pushing it forward. As I attempted to paint his other nails, some polish smudged onto his skin. However, I chose not to say anything, as it was best to allow him to stim.

"Wow, really? and what else did he say?"

I was genuinely curious about what this ballsy person had to say. I briefly paused in the nail painting to look at him, my eyes asking for the continuation of the story.

"Oh, don't get me started, he continued to -"

He kept telling me what happened and soon had to switch hands, keeping still to let them dry. When this happened, He remained silent, smiling at the completed set, feeling both amazed and impressed at how quickly it was done despite his fidgeting. Once it was done, you started painting your own nails, not wanting to end the conversation just yet. However, then it was lights out, and you both went to your separate dorm rooms.

=====okay here's the spicy ideas i had for the same thing=====

warning

cock warming

men whimpering

Gregory is a bottom / Cheslock is a top (SEPARATED THO)

(send me feral ass outside to touch grass, or water, or fire, like anything not electronic, or in my house)

trying not to move?

doing two things at once??? I guess??

Gregory-

I was deeply focused on the hand I was painting carefully running the brush along it, but the hand I was holding suddenly flexed, and I smeared some of the nail polish onto his skin

"Hey, keep still, please,"

"mh trying"

I felt him twitch at my words. I was on top of Gregory, his member inside of my hole, with my thighs on either side of his waist. Gregory's head was lulled back on the pillows. He was biting his lips, trying his best not to move. his other hand digging into my thigh to keep him grounded. he was panting a little and occasionally let out a whimper. It was cute because I had only done three nails on one hand. and there was so much left to do. he was already this sensitive, trying his hardest not to thrust up into me. I was just finishing the fourth nail, but I leaned over to gather more polish from the bottle resting on his chest. coating the brush again, as I moved Gregory whimpered. I felt a slight shift of his cock, this made me pause and let out a shaky breath, as my hole clenched, in response to it another soft buck made the bottle of polish almost tip, and my thigh have a slight spasm. I was teasingly slow with it, but it was getting to me now, I understood why he was coming undone so fast, but I wasn't going to leave a job halfway done.

Cheslock-

it was getting hard to focus. All I could feel was Cheslock, his hands resting on my chest, and playing with my nipples. my legs were around his waist as he sat on the heel of his feet. and his cock was deeply buried inside of me, as a random roll of his hips made me lose my brain every time. his teasing laugh echoed in the room.

"Hehe, come on, don't you want to make me look pretty?"

"y yeah, just ah, it's g getting increasingly! difficult. t that's all"

I snapped back. I planned to do it, just that, but this position was making it hard. Even breathing was a challenge to do while he was being a prick and purposely making me mess it up. As I painted his nails, I couldn't help but notice my hand shaking a few times from his teasing actions, leaving accidentally smudges of black nail polish on his fingertips. Cheslock didn't say anything, but his teasing tsk tsk let me know he noticed. As I finished one hand and started on the other, Cheslock calmly took the brush from my hand, closed the polish bottle, and moved it to the side. before slamming my wrists up and rolling his whole body fully connected to mine, leaning over to kiss my lips

Okay so I hope that was ya know at least enjoyable to read I had this thought with a friend they were innocent and I was like "But hear me out sex" and so here it is look at that I also ended them both quickly I was losing some motivation but oh well (i also hope its not very obvious who I like more o_o definitely not)