Miss G. Sutcliff of London Dispatch

Hello, I'm Grell Sutcliff! Besides being a deadly efficient grim reaper hailing from the London dispatch office, a talented actress and master of disguise- I also happen to have had a hand in the rather unsavory acts of murder behind the legendary 'Jack...

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((Out of the frying pan...))

((Into the freaking flames! Hello! I know I’ve only been MIA for a week or so but it feels like it was worlds ago. My trip was amazing, it was good to see my friends after almost a WHOLE YEAR! Feels like we were in High School just  yesterday... when did 2013 get so far away?))

((ANYWAY I have returned home to the exciting news that after 8 years renting this house my parents and I are moving! :O So While I’ll be slowly posting all of my replies I will still not be getting on as much as I would like due to packing shenanigans! So much for a quite summer off of my classes orz 

Rest assured, Grell and I aren’t going anywhere! Thank you for waiting, my wonderful new writing buddies! I’m excited to finish all of my responses! )) 

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((I HAVE SO MANY PEOPLE TO REPLY TO! AAAH I love you all and I want to warn my replays will be slow for the next week because I'm flying out to see a dear friend who moved away last year so it's been crazy! Haven't forgot about anyone please be patient with me I'll get back to all your amazing replies!! <3 ))

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ATTENTION

Honestly really nervous to talk to most kuroshitsuji blogs because not everyone has watched the anime.

So could you do me (and every one else who has an anime only character) a favor and reblog this if you are a Kuroshitsuji blog that has either seen the anime or at least would rp with anime exclusive characters?

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I heard you like bad girls. Well I’m bad

At everything

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*winks at you with both eyes*

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Sebastian wasnt surprised by how startled the reaper got with his current state. In this hideous form he took when he had no master. For a moment he stared over at Grell figure, remembering their fights with each other and alongside each other. He had nothing against the reaper, he was only following orders at the time.

At the question the demon heaved a sigh and held his head in his hand. “Quite possibly. In more ways than one.” He stated to Grell. “I had to kill Ciel… I lost the soul I’ve been after for years…” There was a low growl to his tone and he raked his claws down the brick wall, causing sparks and leaving deep gashes in the bricks. “I was so hungry.” Sebastian gritted his teeth in frustration. He felt at war with himself.

He turned his gaze back to the redhead, Grell wouldnt hurt him. He hoped that the reaper was still on his side even after all the time had passed. “I’m sorry for how I treated you in the past, I couldnt get close to you like you wanted with my master in the way.” Sebastian apologized softly. 

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Grell’s sudden fear had lessened considerably the moment she realized she actually knew the demon in front of her- any remaining fear turned to concern when she saw the look on the other’s face.

“Ciel? Your master when we met?” she did recall something about Sebastian waiting out for the child’s soul to be ‘perfect’. “All that hard work lost” so this ‘mad demon’ was really just a desperate, starved demon? That certainly put things in perspective for her- the rest of london dispatch on the other hand might not see it that way. If that wasn’t enough Sebastian seemed truly distraught by it all. The redhead took a step toward him, though she jumped in surprise as the demon struck the wall. She bit at her lip nervously, though she didn’t really feel like she was in danger- not from him anyway.

The way he looked at her made the reaper’s heart ache. “It’s okay~” she assured him quickly, taking another step forward with a nervous little laugh. Reaching out she wiped some of the blood from the demon’s face with her black gloved hand and smiled.  Close to her like he wanted? The reaper nearly blushed- but now was really not the time to be daydreaming about what could have been.  

“I’ve got two other reapers out here with me who I doubt will see things my way and I’m going to have to meet up with them soon or I risk them coming to look for me.” She had an idea, probably not a great idea but it was all she had. “Down that street and three lefts from there you’ll find some apartments. If you get there and wait for me out of sight, I’ll meet you there and you can hide out in my apartment, maybe get some rest? You seem a bit worse for ware.”  She placed her hand on Sebastian’s shoulder, “I’ll tell the others I didn’t find anything and hopefully throw dispatch off the scent for this area, okay?”

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( ooc ) tumblr still doesn’t want to work correctly so i was messing around with one of those ‘draw your otp’ thingies…ahah, very quick just to see what it would look like. sebastian and his adopted sons: @calciferisms + @psychocircusal pray for this websitee to stop fucking me over so i can do some things, goddamn… original reference art thingy, base or reference or whatever does not belong to me.

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((It is very late and I am sick but hello and thank you to all the rp friends I made today! Good night! <3))

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♡ ((you can consider this a big hellooo~! <3 I love Calcifer and how you play him!))

send one for a kind gesture;

♡ hugging

“Wh–” 

“Eeh!? What’re you–  …Get off’a me!”

 He’s squirmin’ and trying to get out of this embrace! Blegh!

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Grell laughed and let go of the the other. “Sorry, I’m just so terribly bored of formal hellos I figured I would just start things off with a friendly hug!” The redhead smiled, “You’re a demon of sorts, I assume? You’re not a reaper and you don’t seem human.” adjusting her glasses she added, “I’m Grell, it’s nice to meet you!”

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Calcifer brushes the dirt off of his uniform once Grell backs off. Ugh!

“Yeah. I’m an extremely  powerful fire demon  named C A L C I F E R.

  Are we done here?”

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Grell folded her arms, “For a fire demon you sure are cold.” she teased. “Calcifer? what a nice name.” she blinked, “Off in a huff are we? Whats the hurry? Do have somewhere important to be, demon~?” 

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  Deviliciious:

  Having an influence over another being was quite the dangerous thing, being able to harm someone just by disrespecting their boundaries and wishes. Michaelis could get close to the death-reaper and once enough defenses were lowered, he could shatter her hopes and leave her broken.  Of course, there had to be a reason to do so and to go to such an extent would be ridiculous; he would not harm her and then suffer the consequences of a scythe. Wage a fight against someone who could bring his life to an end, he was not that foolish.

  Riskinghis life just to play a cruel trick on someone? Never…

  Infatuation was an issue, romantic attraction was something the demon could not feel but sexual appeal was one of his sins; often charming in nature and educated to swoon over a partner for intercourse and years of company. He would not allow himself to grow too close to the red-haired, knowing that if that happened then he would be opening himself up for weakness to be exposed.

  That was something a creature like him had to avoid.

 She blushed so easily, nothing more than a gentle kiss on the knuckles as her cheeks were covered in pink. He thought it was adorable, how someone who could carry a chainsaw around and murder people without remorse would be embarrassed by something like an affectionate gesture. ❝Yes, I expect you to be a very good girl.❞, orange eyes would scan Grell’s face as she nuzzled into his palm, ❝A restaurant? Well, I am not opposed to eating human food, though it does nothing to actually feed me.❞, the butler hummed lightly and cocked his head to the side.

  ❝You would invite me to your apartment? I am quite curious now…❞, of course it would not be a manor but he wondered what her place would look like. Probably covered in her favorite color; red curtains and bed sheets? The demon smiled softly and relaxed his shoulders, ❝Whenever you wish, I will make time for you.❞, gloved thumb would caress her cheek. If Phantomhive did not give him an order out of nowhere, the demon could easily find the time to spend with her as he would always be quick at finishing things and while Ciel was busy with paperwork, he could sneak out and meet here somewhere; at least the young Earl allowed him a bit of liberty at times.

Grell smiled against the demon’s hand, “Mmn, ‘good girl’ I like it so much better when you say it..” She confessed in a mummer before glancing up and noticing Sebastian was watching her face. Suddenly she was a bit embarrassed about her admission and hoped he hadn’t heard it.

She nodded at his comment about human food, seemed like a waste to go to a restaurant given the demon seemed to take little interest in the food. Her apartment on the other hand, he seemed to like that one. “Of course! You're more than welcome to visit my apartment if you like.” She assured him, though suddenly her mind was picturing her red little home in the state she had left it this morning. She thought of the makeup and clothes lying about, the toy collection that would have to be hidden away- put the dolls in the closet, stuffed animals under the bed… maybe their date shouldn’t be too soon. “I would have to do some tidying first of course”  she added quickly, “straightening and such.”

Then the demon spoke again and his stroking her cheek quieted her sudden bout of internal anxiety. Seeing the demon act so relaxed had a similar effect on her. She wouldn’t need too long to straighten her apartment up, just a few days. “How would three days from now be?” She asked sweetly. “I get off my last shift for the week in the evening at nine, you would be welcome any time after that.” she suggested, gingerly attempting to trade the hand she had been holding to hug on the demon’s arm, nuzzling at his shoulder. “I’ll give you my address, if you're certain you won't get too bored stuck in a room with me~” she joked. 

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A small child wandered down the streets of London asking people to help him. As abnormal as it was, the small silver haired boy was dressed like a funeral mute and had only one locket on his waist. The long robe like cloak made his feet impossible to see and he kept trying to get people to see him, but no one paid any attention to the toddler. He wound up sitting on a small coffin outside the Undertaker’s shop. He only looked up when he spotted the woman. “….daddy wen away…… can you hwep me fin daddy?" 

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Grell did a serious double-take at the sight of the child, “Hmm?” Why he looked just little that silver haired nut of an old reaper... “Your daddy? You don’t know where he is?” she asked, looking up at the abandoned shop, then down at the child again. One part of her had no desire to involve herself with anything concerning that bizarre old undertaker...but on the other hand, his actions weren’t this kids fault even if they really were related. She crouched to the kid’s level and smiled, being careful not to bare her teeth. “Do you know where your mommy is?”

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"G-grell?"

Grell looked up at the sound of her name being called and nearly lost her color from shock. It would seem silly to say she looked like she’d ‘seen a ghost’ because she actually had. Recognizing the face was instant, the name took a moment, “T-Thomas?” 

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The ghost whimpered and slowly lowered his hands. “Y-you’re not going to hurt me again, r-right?” Thomas asked, chuckling nervously.

Grell frowned, “No, I’m not going to hurt you.” she sighed, shaking her head. Her tone turned sweet again, “Thomas, what on earth are you doing here? It’s- well- rather unorthodox of you to go about haunting a reaper.” She nearly bit her tongue- he...he did know he was a ghost, didn’t he? She looked at the young man with a mild panic. 

As she looked at him she felt somewhat guilty. Why should she though? Reaping souls was her job- all humans die eventually. Still she found herself reaching out to attempt a gentle pat on his head. “There, There~”

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"G-grell?"

Grell looked up at the sound of her name being called and nearly lost her color from shock. It would seem silly to say she looked like she’d ‘seen a ghost’ because she actually had. Recognizing the face was instant, the name took a moment, “T-Thomas?” 

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The ghost squeaked at the realization that she could see him. In a pitiful attempt to hide himself the blond covered his eyes, shuddering in terror.

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Grell blinked slowly, was he...hiding? She rested a hand on her hip and watched him curiously. “Darling I hate to break this to you, but I can still see you.” her voice was gentle despite her confusion. “There there, no need to be frightened.” What exactly was he scared of? That she would kill him? 

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(Could I get a starter maybe?)

((I replied to your other ask, do you want to play off that or would you like a proper starter? Either is fine! <3))

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"G-grell?"

Grell looked up at the sound of her name being called and nearly lost her color from shock. It would seem silly to say she looked like she’d ‘seen a ghost’ because she actually had. Recognizing the face was instant, the name took a moment, “T-Thomas?” 

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It had not been a pleasant conclusion of what had become of the fate of the soul who he had served for years. Sebastian had worked so hard for Ciel’s soul, only to have it ripped away from him and turned into his own kind. There was no way that he would serve the brat a moment longer. The child was only the beginning.  After killing him the demon seemed to snap. Sebastian had been starving for so long, now that he was off his leash he had no control over himself. He let his true form show and bloodlust consumed him. The demon killed every human he could lay his claws on and devoured every soul. But none could satisfy his hunger.

It wasnt long until the reapers started to investigate the deaths and started the hunt. Sebastian was powerful, but even he couldnt take on a group of shinigami.

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In the midst of being hunted Sebastian couldnt help himself to a snack. He found a young woman and ripped her to shreds before devouring her soul. He could sense reapers were in the area, one was close so he kept to the shadows. Just a few minutes later he saw the familiar red haired reaper.

Silently he stepped out from his hiding spot and followed behind the reaper a few steps. “Grell…” Sebastian’s voice was soft, for once he was glad to see the feminine reaper. He gazed at the redhead with his demonic eyes, fresh blood splattered on his pale face and covered his clawed hands. 

The reaper’s humming and the clicks of her shoes had been enough cover for the sound of steps following her for a moment or two. Thus she was considerably startled when her name was called. She turned around quickly, scythe at the ready, then let out a cry of surprise at the sight of the bloodied demon. She stifled her voice with her hand, body trembling for a brief moment before the realization really hit her- “S-Sebastian?” she breathed in utter shock. She hadn’t seen the dark haired man in quite some time but his voice and that face- unmistakeable.

She grabbed hold of her heavy weapon with both hands again, the centered weight steadying her shaky frame. She looked him over, the claws and the horns- all of the blood. “You- you're the demon?” she questioned, taking a step back “H-have you gone mad? Do you realize half of London dispatch is after you?”

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. She knew exactly what she should do and exactly what she was going to do and they were not at all the same thing. She tossed her weapon over her shoulder again. Certainly any other reaper would have tried to cut him down where he stood but Grell couldn’t do that to a familiar face, especially not Sebastian. She looked hard at the other, he looked wild and monstrous but he was still Sebastian. She couldn’t help but smile, “It’s...been a while.”

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Starter for psychocircusal

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Mounting fear was made to pause, then partially subside in exchange for a fair amount of wariness. A sweet? Food? The boy listened to the rustling of fabric, picked up on the scent of the pastry even through its wrapping. Grell was truly going to let him eat it?

      Tension remained even when it was confirmed that, yes, she (it seemed the most fitting gender based on behaviour and the elusive scent of female that had been so hard to detect) had every intention to give the item away. Surely there was a catch? She had placed something down, something he didn’t recognize. For all he knew it was a trap.

      Yet his stomach would not allow him to turn down the chance of being fed – especially when the almost sickeningly sugary smell hit him full force. Mouth watered. Wary or not, painful hunger overruled experience.

      Still he was tentative in holding out his hands. Quite frankly, it was impressive that Weiss was doing so at all.

The redhead noted how the boy reacted to her setting down the chainsaw and wondered if she should try to explain it. As the white haired boy put his hands out Grell exhaled, she had found herself holding her breath in slight anxiousness when the boy was hesitating. 

Carefully, she placed the cake in his hands and took a step back. “There you are, dear.” she assured him. Now maybe she could convince him she was a friend. With a deep breath she gave one of her questions another go, “So what’s your name?” It was difficult to restrain all the questions now running through her head but she kept quiet, not wanting to bombard him.

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Being called a ‘snake’ was also unpleasant, compared to an animal was not enjoyable but when she tried to excuse herself, he simply sighed and decided to ignore the subject. Reptiles were alright, he much prefered felines and birds above any other species but to each their own choices, of course. Eyes would widen a bit at her chuckle, expecting Grell to try and defend William’s honor but when she mentioned ‘loving’ the other, Michaelis actually cringed. Not only was ‘love’ the most far-fetched thing for him but to have such strong emotions towards a man like Spears? He would rather run twenty laps around the planet while fighting each being from Heaven than even consider such a concept.

 Sebastian continued to listen though he would have rathered shut off his ears, ❝You could do much better than that chronic pain in the ass.❞, that was mumbled out as he pursed his lips. He rolls his eyes and huffs again, ❝The plan was to murder you but perhaps he did something decent for once or we would not be speaking today.❞, reality hits him as the demon shakes his head, ❝Not that I am thankful for that, though your company is decent…❞, he bit into the tip of his tongue and shut his eyes; bit of regret washing over him for speaking such sentences out loud.

 ❝Most of them draw me as a giant crow or a knight and I never understood why. Well, the crow part I can understand but a knight? In which way am I a knight? It seems offensive, almost.❞, Michaelis was an Earl in Hell and had always been depicted as some humanoid bird or a man wearing dark armor. Of course, his actual appearance was nothing like such — leather and high-heels were very different from bird feathers and armor.

 ❝Oh, please…I have already healed from them but I ought to punish you for that even now. It was not a pleasant thing to go through and you did ruin my uniform as well…❞, he would squint his eyes at her and chuckle, ❝Was I wrong in the way I acted? It would only be fair to cause you as much pain as you did me. Perhaps a bit more…❞, a sadistic smile adorned his pale features as he scanned her body as if recalling each bruise and cut he had left before.

 Expression would change back to apathy at her question, ❝…I tend to feed strays whenever possible since the young master does not allow them in the manor, it is the only way to make sure they are taken care of.❞, he blurts out before turning his cheek to avoid looking at the death-reaper. It was out of character for him but he just could not resist those little creatures; far too adorable and tiny, like they needed to be protected and stroked gently.

 Cheeks would puff when she mentioned ‘hiding’ the cat; guilty as charged! Hoarding cats even after Ciel had forced them out of his closet, the one order he never seemed to respect. Certainly, he would be scolded once again if the young boy found out but he would make sure to lock his door with a special key so nobody could enter. ❝I – yes…so you should not tell him or he will force me to throw them out.❞, he frowned and lowered his head.

So the cold skin battle had been lost, ah well she would let the subject die. At least he didn’t seem too mad about it… She saw the demon cringe at her affectionate comment about William and eyed him curiously.

Grell laughed out loud, slapping a hand over her mouth to muffle the noise, “Chronic pain in the ass. Permission to use that one on him?” she laughed. She shook her head and then quirked an eyebrow at the black haired man. She could do better? What exactly did he mean by that? “Really? I suppose I’ll take that as a complement? Although if you haven’t noticed I don’t exactly have people queuing up to proclaim how much they adore me.” her tone was still playful but much more sharp and sarcastic, “We can’t all be as charming and attractive as you, after all.”  

Grell decided to let Sebastian’s comments about her near second death pass without comment. Instead she poked a finger into the coat and allowed the purring kitten to sleepily scratch its face on her fingertip. “I think she likes me.” she mused distractedly, “She obviously likes you quite a bit more though- can’t say I blame her.”  She became interested again as Sebastian mentioned artistic depictions of him. “What? You're in some of those books? What do they call you in them?” she asked, though after her last few comments she was worried he would choose peace and quiet over the shelter of her umbrella.

The redhead glared at the demon but her eyes would then fall away for a moment as if she were a schoolgirl being scolded, “Your uniform for all the broken parts I replaced in the scythe after you jammed it, alright?” A little bit of resentment heated her face against the cold rainy air- punish her? How dare he. “William has punished me plenty already for the whole ordeal, I assure you.” she hoped bringing Will back into the conversation would help end the subject. “Well I mean no, I don’t blame you for getting even with me…” a genuine shiver ran down Grell’s back at the other’s rather dark smile, feeling his eyes on her in a way that made her tense up. For all his charms (conventional and strange) he was still really kind of scary.  “It’s all water under the bridge now though, right?” she asked. Funny, her little switchblade didn’t seem to do much to make her feel safe against the demon...

More than happy to change the subject to something that seemed to make the butler docile, she nodded interestedly as he shared his kitten helping tales. Her lips found a small smile once again as Sebastian looked away, “It’s sweet of you, I’m sure the hungry population of cats around here are grateful for it.” the redhead laughed, not mockingly but happily, “Your secret is safe with me, I wouldn’t dare risk those poor cats losing their safety!” She moved a little closer as they walked so her shoulder would bump his gently to reassure him.

A few quiet steps followed and Grell wondered if she was at the point of wearing his patience too thin or not...“You don’t mind me walking with you all the way to the manor do you? I promise I won't cause any trouble- I just don’t want you to have to worry about the kitten getting cold.”  She sighed, did it seem too much like she was using the umbrella to extort some time spent with the demon? She didn’t really want to pester him too much now that she knew all he was doing was helping a poor cat out of the rain. “Uh- I suppose you could also just take the umbrella with you if you liked. Though I would like to get it back at some point… Unlike demons reapers can get sick.” she joked weakly.