ok fine so maybe he isnt adverse to lavender BUT you still have a demon problem on your hands! sure he hasn't hurt you, yet, but all demons are waiting for their chance and you needed to strike back first!
you happen to see her outside. maybe you were doing yardwork or something when you see a blur of red stumbling about in the bushes. Naturally, you help the woman out, along with getting out that weird jagged contraption she insists on carrying around with her. she thanks you happily and is more than happy to tell you that her name is Grell and she was currently on her way to see 'bassy' but these days he had been hiding from her.
"Hiding?" You repeat. "wait...youâre saying he's scared of you?"
"Yes!" She strikes a pose. "He's terrified that my dashing looks might charm him."
you're not sure if thats the reason...but it is very odd that he hasn't turned up yet. the demon hates intruders, you know what he's done to the last guy who tried to get into the estate. Yet, grell is just fine waltzing around.
No way...he was avoiding of her.
She was your charm!
You take her hands in your own and passionately declare how touched you were by her commitment to winning ("...bassy" ugh it was so hard to say it without gagging) over, and you want to help her. Absolutely delighted, she agrees and you two instantly become 'best friends'.
You invite grell over all the time. she's your friend after all. you two do everything together, practically connected at the hip. You two even have sleepovers together (you're not a big fan of those, considering all what she does is go on and on about how much she loves that terrifying demon).
Your master does agree for Grell to keep visiting when you ask him. He's up for anything that might piss Sebastian off.
"Though, I'm elated this vexes sebastian...are you sure about this? that women is insane." He tells you after you tell him about your 'new bestie'.
And yeah, he's right. its clear that Grell isn't human, but she isn't a demon. and you'd prefer that over Hell.
Much to your delight, Sebastian does stay away. he is no longer lingering around when you're cleaning rooms cuz Grell is right next to you, blabbering about the hot men she saw on the way over here. You dont feel his presence right by your door at night anymore because Grell is in bed beside you...hogging all the blankets that bitch. still! it's working! you feel peace.
until....things go wrong.
eventually Grell starts to slowly put some pieces together. If she's being completely honest...she's not too sure what she ever saw in sebastian. he's hot but...he's also a bastard who has tried to kill her numerous times. and the thrill of lusting after him was starting to get a little old...but you're new.
You care about her. When she's rambling about things, you're humming and nodding along. You laugh at some of the jokes she makes. You tell her how pretty she is...you're just a thousand times better than that nasty demon who nearly got her canned.
"We should get married!" Grell declares.
"Ah," you say, not really listening. "You and Sebastian?"
"No, silly. Me and you!"
...what?
Suddenly your charm becomes yet another supernatural entity that's obsessed with you.
She chases follows you around the manor, telling you the flower decor she wants and what kinds of music she wants to be played. You try to dissuade her with multiple excuses: she's a paranormal entity ("thats alright! i love you for who you are<3"), you're too young to be getting married ("we can wait!"), but each one is just chopped down.
Eventually, you're forced to hide in a broom closet to get away from her. When you glance over, Sebastian is right next to you.
Oh...he was hiding too.
when you ask for a truceâŠhe agrees. You two were in the same boat after all.
"Can't you just...get rid of her?" You plead.
He smiles, but it looks pained.
"Unfortunately, the young master declared that unless that woman specifically bothers him...she is not to be harmed."
Yandere Black Butler characters (Sebastian, Ciel, Alois, Claude, Grell, William, undertaker, Agni and Soma) reaction to a s/o who hides a moth tattoo on the front of her neck but she covers it up with makeup to avoid discrimination from the public.
(Ignore this if you want. it's a bit of a weird ask, but I had this in my head for a while)
ââWell, both of you have to cover up a part of your body to avoid unwanted attention. In Ciel's case that's his eyes embedded with the contract and in your case it is your neck on which your tattoo is inked on. Tattoos are still looked down upon in society and as someone who has to uphold the reputation of the Earl of Phantomhive, Ciel certainly has some expectations. When both of you attend high social gatherings he always sees it through that you were dresses and clothes that cover your neck or that makeup covers the moth tattoo. It's a small thing to hide though so it doesn't bother him too much as it barely takes any time. In the mansion itself though you are free to walk around without any makeup hiding your tattoo- as long as there are no guests over of course. Overall Ciel doesn't mind the tattoo as it is only one small one. In fact probably everyone in the mansion knows soon about the tattoo and no one really discriminates you for it though he still prefers if otherwise the secret stays within those walls. His "tattoo" though will remain a secret from everyone- including yours. After all it would be much harder to explain a tattoo embedded in his eyes.
Sebastian Michaelis
đââŹâAs a demon silly, little human discriminations and costums are of little to no meaning for Sebastian. He is merely playing the part until he gets to devour the soul of his master. To him your tattoo is nothing that has to be hidden as he is in fact rather endeared by it. Moths are widely associated with death after all so it is fascinating that you chose the nocturnal insect to be displayed on your neck. If you really insist on covering it up in public though Sebastian will merely sigh before helping you with makeup and clothes to hide it from the eyes of everyone. When both of you are alone though, he's quick to reveal your neck and remove the makeup covering the ink on your skin. It's such a pretty, little tattoo after all and you chose such a gorgeous part of your body for it to be inked upon. Due to your tattoo being on your neck, Sebastian certainly feels more inclined to kiss your neck all the time. If you have second thoughts at time about your decision to ever get this tattoo, Sebastian is quick to reassure you. Humans are fickle with their customs and decisions. He's confident that in a few decades- for him equal to the blink of an eye- the shame around tattoos will have faded away. You'll get to witness it for yourself.
Alois Trancy
đ âAlois has little shame of anything. He is indeed a spoiled brat who does whatever he wants and is backed by four demon servants who obey him, no matter how crude and cruel he may act. He all but adores your tattoo. It's skillfully inked upon your skin and it helps you to stand out amongst the crowd. With him as your lover, you also don't have to worry about covering up the spot on your neck. Even if you would want to, Alois doesn't let you. No one from his servants could care less about your tattoo as all of them are demons anyways. Even during social gatherings though with influential guests Alois doesn't even let you touch your neck with any makeup or collars to hide the moth from the eyes of others. Instead he forces you to wear dresses that expose your neck fully and your tattoo with it. If anyone dares to make a discriminating comment or look at your neck in disgust, Alois covers for you with his explosive temper. It may be extreme but he doesn't allow anyone to shame you. In fact he probably ends up insulting the as blant and boring. He might just get a matching tattoo over time in the same spot as you even if Claude would advice him against it.
Claude Faustus
đ·ïžâHow ironically fitting your tattoo seems to be considering the situation you find yourself in. After all are you not a little moth who flew too close to the perceived light only to end up trapped in the spider's web? Generally speaking, your tattoo doesn't matter to Claude. He won't discriminate you over some ink on your skin. After all it is well crafted and he likes the animal you chose as moths are usually connected to darker parts of the world. However, he is also more adamant that you cover it up as you have to fit in with society for now. Maybe then he sometimes thinks that you perhaps could have chosen a less obvious spot for it but as it doesn't take more than a minute to cover up the math tattoo, he never complains to you about it. When you are simply staying in the house he prepared for you, you don't have to cover up at all. It's only him there with you after all and he won't bother to complain and discriminate like humans would over your tattoo. He'd probably be inclined to complain more if it wouldn't be well done in his eyes as Claude is a painful perfectionist in which case he would probably insist to redo it because he could do it better.
Grell Sutcliff
đ„âDarling, don't worry. All problems can be solved with a chainsaw and luckily she is in possession of one. If you want to, she could simply silence anyone who has ever dared to look down on you for having a tattoo. Or remove their tongue at least. As a woman who is fire and flame for you, Grell would gladly spill blood for you. It is her love language after all. However, she will show restraint if you ask her to and additionally because William tends to be suspicious of her all the time. She is obsessed with your tattoo though. It suits you so well and it looks so gorgeous on you and she has made countless photos of it fully visible. Strongly objects to the notion of you covering it up with clothes and makeup. It does break her heart to witness how the world boxes you into a place where you have to hide your full beauty. As a lady who is going to abduct you sooner or later though those days are numbered. The moment you are in her company you will never have to feel ashamed about your tattoo. Until then though she will encourage you with anonymous love letters and will threaten all those who made you feel like you have to hide your tattoo with death threats written in actual blood.
William T. Spears
đâWell, let's just say that William isn't necessarily thrilled with the decision that you made. You should have known better after all that in the current society a tattoo would do more harm than it would do good. If you hope for any sympathy from his side, just don't. In fact do yourself the favor and keep any frustration about your situation a secret. In William's opinion you don't have any right to complain about your situation and the shame you might feel as you should have known what you got yourself into when you received the tattoo. This is your fault so you shouldn't have to be surprised by the consequences that now follow. There could have been worse motives but it has to be said that moths symbolising death is an ironic tattoo considering that he is a grim reaper. He is already surrounded by enough death during work yet your tattoo continues to remind him of it even when he isn't working- a rare occurrence in itself. Now, he may not specifically tell you verbally to cover up but you are still aware of the way his gaze often drifts to your neck. He may just prefer for you to cover it up initially as he isn't used to seeing a lot of people with tattoos even if he would never tell you this.
Undertaker
â°ïžâUndertaker has always been someone who defied even the traditions of the grim reapers and so it's no wonder that your tattoo fascinates him so much. After all there is still such a stigma around the practice of inking symbols on one's skin and it is such a shame that you feel the need to cover it up when you are under people. Especially since you chose a moth of all possible animals which fits in rather well with his aesthetic. Whenever you visit his humble shop he gets usually is quick to rub away any makeup covering your tattoo with his sleeves. No reason to hide such a pretty tattoo when you are with him. As someone who likes to act like he is more silly than he in reality is, he probably ends up sketching ideas for potential other tattoos if you should be interested- all connected to death and the afterlife. You may even one day enter to find out that he has doodled something similar on himself to match you. Who knows, one day he may even get something permanent to match your tattoo. He likes to think of his shop as your safe heaven where you can just be your wonderful weird self without having to worry about being judged. He is no small-minded individual after all.
Soma Asman Kadar
đâWhat a culture shock this is indeed. Poor Soma is so confused on your insistence to cover up your tattoo in makeup and put on clothes that conceal your neck. It isn't until Agni pulls him aside to explain to him that differently from India where tattoos have a history of ancient practice, in England having any is still frowned upon. To Soma who fiercely adores you and loves everything about you, this quickly becomes unacceptable. He doesn't see the need for you to feel ashamed enough to feel like you have to hide parts of your beauty. Good intentions are certainly there but the way he applies them into practice often comes over as far too rash and insensitive. Whenever you dress up to attend events he often bursts into the room without knocking to grab your makeup and run away or help you choose clothes which allow your tattoo to be visible. It's especially distressing if the two of you are already under people and he tries to wipe your makeup off. Agni has to do damage control and often has to cover Soma's mouth when he is about to tell someone that you have a tattoo as you don't want others to know. Agni also has to hold him back when someone says something bad about your tattoo.
Agni
đ€âAs someone who holds reverent affection for you, it does pain Agni whenever he has to watch how you see yourself forced to hide a part of you to appease the public. It is an unfortunate part of the time and the region that you live in and he hopes that you do not think less of yourself due to the moth tattoo. The symbolism of the moth may be a bit more malevolent due to the insect's connection to death but as a former criminal he has no right to judge you for something that hasn't harmed anyone- differently than he has. He complies with your wishes though, offers to apply the foundation on your neck to cover the tattoo and helps to choose your dresses with high collars. In private space though, he assures you that you can make yourself comfortable by not concealing your neck in any way as he considers your tattoo to be a very beautiful piece of art that you don't have to hide from his eyes. He deals with criticism of your decision to get a tattoo far better than his younger master though as he doesn't let his temper get the better of him. Usually he stirs you quietly away from such people instead to avoid a confrontation unless it can't be avoided.
INCLUDES | Ciel, Sebastian, Grell, Undertaker, Alois, Vincent,
READER | Gn
GENRE | Fluff, Headcanons
WARNINGS | Mention of the word seductive in a non suggestive way
WORD COUNT | 0.3k (50ish per character)
A/N | Is there any other character from Black Butler who'd you like me to add to these headcanons? Please let me know :D
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Sebastian
He's the loving type and there's nothing you can do to convince me otherwise. Despite being a demon, he'll make sure you're his monarch and he's only ever doing what you ask of him. Of course, due to his personality, he'd absolutely love to tease you, but it's more of a love language for him.
Undertaker
His way of showing affection is far more seductive; teasing you often with heart-fluttering jokes and close proximity. He knows the best ways to edge you on and it's really what he wants, however when you do the same he'd tend to get more intimate (in a fluffy way).
Vincent
This man knows he's attractive and what's the least he can do than shower his S/O with gifts and love. He knows his partner's interests and likes, so it's quite simple to pick out good and high quality gifts, and although it isn't common, he doesn't mind physical affection such as hugs or kisses.
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Ciel
What more can you expect from our tsundere king. Ciel isn't the best at expressing his emotions and because of it, it often causes him to come off as cold to his S/O.. however, he is an easily flustered boy, who will definitely become flushed in blush if his partner is just one step too close. He will often buy his partner gifts though.
Alois
He's been through a lot, so he doesn't enjoy the company of someone more than that of his S/O. Now, Alois is a great lover, fight the wall; but he's also quite clingy, and that is mainly because of his fear to lose yet another important person to him, so he'd often have nightmares where he'd need to cuddle up in between your arms.
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Grell
There's no need to say, they'd shower you with complements and absolutely die when you do the same. Their affection has no limit and they're willing to sacrifice absolutely anything for you, and of course, they love it when you show the same level of care and sincerity for them.
reader info ; mostly gender neutral, but some sections are split to accommodate various identities and agabs
genre ; smut alphabet / 18+
A â Aftercare
what theyâre like after sex.
To say that Grelle is talkative and tactile after sex is much akin to saying the sky is blue or that grass is green in how obvious it is. Of course the undead actress would revel in the chance to gossip and gush and tease and glade and praise her partner after a night of passion, of course sheâd love pillow talk, itâs borderline cliche and yet itâs just who she is. In the same way that her chattiness is so intrinsic to her personality so you canât find it in yourself to take any real issue with the fact that you can hardly get an edge in through all of her talking â not until she catches herself on it, apologises for the rant, and gives you tha chance to speak your mind uninterrupted (or as close to uninterrupted as she can manage), anyway. Itâs cute, endearing even, once you get used to it â and she more than makes up for it with how attentive she is to your physical needs afterwards anyway.
⊠even if she does never seem to learn her lesson afterwardsâŠ
B â Body Part
their favourite part of themselves and their partner.
While she does outwardly project confidence and self assuredness about herself, Grelle does still carry with her a great deal of dysphoria and dysmophia towards her body â something that isnât as easy to remedy in her death as it might have been were she alive. Some days she feels neutral about her body, others terrible, and on rare occasions she might find something she truly adores â and thatâs usually down to a particularly flattering outfit that further accentuates her more feminine features. On those days, the good ones, more often than not she ends up feeling particularly confident in either her waist or her hips (depending on the outfit and on how blatant you are in your attraction to her at the time).
On you she is very, very, fond ofâŠ
[fem aligned] your hips! She just adores the way they look from every possible angle and, in typical Grelle fashion, makes her partialism towards them no secret to you or to anyone else she might be talking to. Sheâs also forever buying you new flattering dresses and skirts and pants and lingerie that hug or accentuate or show off your hips just so she can shamelessly ogle you and shower you in compliments that range from poetic to lewd. And she stares at them a lot. In public too. She has absolutely zero shame about it â and if you happen to be insecure about your hips for whatever reason (dips, marks, pudge, etc.) she will be quick and firm and suitably dramatic in shutting you down and scolding you for thinking so poorly about her favourite things in the world.
[neutral] your thighs! Or, more aptly, Grelleâs personal pillows, as she so often calls them. As well as plenty of other equally silly, dramatic, or flustering names. Sheâll take any and every opportunity she can to lay her head in your lap or between your thighs because, quite frankly, itâs her favourite place to be â and sheâs made many a remark about her desire to suffocate and/or be crushed between your thighs. And if that wasnât enough to give away her partialism, how much time she spends marking them up during sex should be enough of a clue⊠that or how visibly hot and bothered she gets whenever you wear shorts or a skirt that show off your thighs (and god help her if you wear a garter and/or stockingsâŠ).
[masc aligned] your arms! She's a simple woman at heart and loves â emphasis on loves â being in your arms in one way or another. Snake them around her waist from behind and kiss her neck and sheâll melt. Dip her low when dancing in your home and watch as her face flushes a few shades lighter than her hair. Pin her hips to the bed while you go down on her so she canât escape and feel her throbbing against your tongue. Use your bicep to choke her out while fucking her from behind and sheâll cum on the spot. You donât even need to be strong or buff, as long as youâre the one doing it Grelle is sold! She even daydreams about your arms while sheâs working, itâs honestly kind of ridiculous how deep this obsession of hers runs. But, hey, at least you donât get the chance to doubt her attraction to you when sheâs so blatant about it.
C â Cum
anything about cum.
When she finishes she tends to cum quite a lot and she prefers to finish on or near your face. Her cum also has a surprisingly sweet flavour to it thatâs almost addictive â though this taste is due to the diet she took up when you two started dating. Naturally cum has a more bitter, borderline acidic, flavour to it, which is likely a consequence of her being a reaper.
D â Dirty Secret
whatâs their dirty secret?
When Grelle catches feelings for someone, it's extremely difficult for her to let go of them, even when she has mentally and physically moved on. So, while she would sooner die than ever admit to it, there are periods where she touches herself to the thought of those she used to be infatuated with. Usually her fantasies involve you and them pleasuring her, but in the earlier stages of your relationship this was not the case. Of course thatâs not to say sheâd ever step out on your relationship or that she wants these fantasies to be reenacted in reality â because really she doesnât, sheâs happily devoted to you and only you â just that sometimes she does have these fantasies and that she will sometimes get off using them when youâre not around to help her out.
E â Experience
how experienced are they?
Though she is a very sexual person in general, it takes a lot of trust for Grelle to actually get physical with another person. As a result of this her practical experience is very limited and most of what she knows comes from the pornography she consumes (usually the written word as she much prefers being able to let her imagination run wild when sheâs touching herself). So, in other words, sheâs no blushing virgin by any stretch of the imagination but sheâs also no where near as experienced as she might pretend to be.
F â Favourite Position
whatâs their favourite position?
Sheâs a verse and has different preferences for when sheâs topping and when sheâs bottoming. For example, doggy style and lotus are her favourite positions to bottom in while missionary and cowgirl are her favourite to top in â with the first and fourth being reserved for when sheâs feeling exceptionally lazy and just wants to be able to have you do all the work for her in the bedroom.
G â Goofy
are they more serious or playful during sex?
Grelle may be a naturally talkative and dramatic individual, but she never acts in a particularly goofy manner in the bedroom. She wonât crack jokes, she wonât make fun of you, sheâll even tone down her usual theatrics in favour of just⊠existing in the moment with you and enjoying the intimacy of it all. Thatâs not to say that sheâs not playful at all, as she does still tease you (especially when sheâs being a brat) and sheâs not above making a joke out of a situation thatâs gone horribly wrong, just that she picks her moments carefully and knows how to read the room.
H â Hair
how well groomed are they?
Despite how overworked she is at dispatch, Grelle still manages to dedicate a solid amount of time each day to self care â and she spends far more of that on shaving/waxing then sheâd care to admit. Her hair grows in thick and dark and fast and she really doesnât like it, preferring to keep herself either waxed completely clean or only with a small, neatly trimmed strip of red hair above her crotch.
I â Intimacy
how romantic are they?
As stated previously, Grelle is a woman with a flair for the dramatic and a complete hopeless romantic. She lives for the chase: for the pining and courting and flirting and the butterflies that come with it. And once sheâs found you, someone not just willing to tolerate all of her theatrics but someone who comes to actually love her, she will start going above and beyond to shower you in love â both in your relationship in general, and specifically in the bedroom. Sometimes her attempts at romance are more successful (like the time she covered your bed in rose petals which was romantic⊠but a pain in the ass to clean up when you were finished), other times less so (like that time she decided to light a few scented candles and nearly burned your house down)⊠but, hey, itâs the thought that counts right?
J â Jack Off
anything about masturbation.
Being a reaper â and one thatâs very prone to racking up overtime at that â Grelleâs free time is extremely limited. This means that she rarely ever has the time to tend to her own needs properly â though now that she has you she much prefers to seek you out over masturbating.
And on the occasions where sheâs unable to get to you and ends up having to get herself off she treats it more like a method of stress relief than anything else. Slowly stripping out of her clothes, laying back on your side of the bed, burying her face in your pillow and pretending that itâs your hand instead of her own as she strokes and fingers and teases herself to orgasm. Alternating between slow and fast, rough and gentle, imitating your usual patterns one moment before giving in to her desperation and rushing towards climax the next â pitifully impatient and shamelessly loud. Part of her hopes that youâll walk in and catch her as she does this, if only so you can pleasure her instead â and that image is usually the one she ends up cumming to, finishing with a loud pitchy cry thatâs somewhere between your name and a string of pleas.
K â Kinks
some of their kinks.
Grelle is a very kinky person. Like to the point where it would be borderline impossible to list everything sheâs into in this post. So for the sake of brevity, outlined below are the kinks sheâll most frequently indulge in when youâre having sex:
Blood Play
Knife Play
Role Play
Bondage
Dom / Sub
Brat Taming
Exhibitionism
Impact Play
Voyeurism
Dirty Talk
L â Location
whatâs their favourite place to have sex?
Anywhere and everywhere is fair game for Grelle and if she can fuck you somewhere, and youâre up for it, then she will â with the risk of being caught either not factoring for her or just turning her on more. Her office at work, abandoned rooftops, secluded alleyways, and hidden gardens are all places that sheâs had you and loved â but your own home will always be her favourite place to make love to you. Particularly your bedroom, but you two will end up christening every room and surface in that house eventually so she doesnât have too strong of a preference.
M â Motivation
what turns them on?
While seeing you in anything red and form fitting is always going to leave Grelle hot under the collar and desperate to get you somewhere more private, the quickest way to turn her on is to act passionate and fiery around her. Especially if that fire comes from you defending her from someone else because that goes right to her head and straight between her legs and she will reward you in full for your chivalrous behaviour the second she gets you alone.
N â No
what are some of their hard limits?
Grelle outright refuses to have sex in unclean places (she is a lady after all), in places where an unwilling participant is highly likely to catch you (sheâs an exhibitionist but she has her limits), or in ways that inherently put your mortal life at risk. So, in other words: no scat, no scythes, no having sex in the middle of a market. But those are the only things that she would say are her hard limits.
O â Oral
anything about oral.
It wouldnât be too much of a stretch to say that Grelle loves the way you taste â in fact for how much she goes down on you, you could easily call her addicted to it. But sheâs also exceptionally fond of the sight of you on your knees all glassy-eyed and eager to please, so sheâs never going to turn you down if you want to return the favour.
When giving, sheâs extremely messy â borderline sloppy, even, despite how skilled she is at getting you off like this. Her hands are gripping at your thighs and hips hard enough to bruise, and you can faintly feel the sting of her nails digging into your skin as she forces your legs apart and holds you in place. Her tongue is tracing patterns along the length of you, wet and warm and surprisingly dexterous as she writes everything from the letters of her name to barely recognisable praise in pretty cursive against the most sensitive part of your body â teasing and light and deliberate, but still doing just enough to work you towards climax â and only when she tires of that will she put her full mouth to use and actually start getting you off. And god does she sound like a pornstar when sheâs got her mouth on you⊠itâs hot, make no mistake, but the fact that she quietens down the second you start tugging at her hair and humping her face is enough of a tell that itâs all a performance for her. A performance that ends with you cumming hard enough that you can see stars behind your eyes, but a performance nonetheless.
And when sheâs receiving oral, sheâs a complete and utter mess. Trembling, unable to keep her eyes open, unable to form coherent sentences, and loud in a much more raw and genuine way than what youâll get from her when sheâs going down on you. Mix some pain in with her pleasure and sheâll whimper and pull at your hair like itâs the one thing keeping her anchored to this plain of existence. Start massaging her prostate while sucking her off and sheâll cry out so loudly that you can feel it in your bones. Start humming around her when sheâs so far down your throat that your nose is pressed against her bush and her legs might just give out beneath her. Sheâs just so⊠sensitive that itâs impossible not to mess around with her a little bit, honestly. But, thankfully, as long as you get her off sheâs not going to complain â plus sheâs never going to turn down the chance to have your attention trained on her for even longer, so go wild.
P â Pace
fast or slow? gentle or rough?
Grelle usually prefers a much faster and rougher pace when youâre having sex â partially because she enjoys how carnal and passionate it feels, and partially because she doesnât usually have a lot of free time and, thus, doesnât really have the liberty of taking things slow with you most days.
Q â Quickies
what is their opinion about quickies?
Grelle loves quickies. Theyâre practically a necessity given her line of work and high sex drive â as well as the solution to a problem she hadnât necessarily considered until the two of you got together. Of course she wishes she had the time to ravish and ruin you (and to be ravished and ruined by you in return), but with her hellish schedule that isnât always possible so quickies are, for you both, the next best thing. So, yeah, needless to say sheâs pretty fond of them.
R â Risk
are they willing to experiment?
She will do virtually anything to keep your sex life as active and exciting as humanly (or inhumanly) possible, so experimentation and risk taking are pretty commonplace throughout your relationship with her. And as long as itâs not one of her hard limits, sheâs always up for trying whatever you want at least once.
S â Stamina
how long can they last?
Grelle is a woman known for her high energy and dramatic nature (and the murders too, I suppose), so it almost goes without saying that she has a great deal of stamina. Itâs not unlimited by any stretch of the imagination as even reapers require rest every now and again, but she can still last a bit longer than the average human. Her upper limit is around six rounds, but she only goes for that long if she has the availability, is well rested enough, and really feels like pushing herself for one reason or another, so two or three is where she usually tends to stop.
T â Toys
do they own any toys? would they use them?
Over the many decades of her afterlife, Grelle has become something of a sex toy connoisseur, with an expansive collection that sheâs more than happy to bring into the bedroom or to add to upon your request. And that includes the basics (like dildos, vibes, paddles, blindfolds, plugs, beads) as well as some more elaborate gear that most people might not even know exists.
U â Unfair
do they like to tease/be teased?
Grelle is all about the chase when it comes to her love life and that extends to how she acts in the bedroom â as well as how she wants you to act with her in return. Sheâll deny and deny and deny until either her patience runs too thin and she jumps you herself or until you break and finally start begging for her. Sheâll flirt and goade and tease in public, with wandering hands and lewd words, working you up more and more by the second before wandering off all faux-innocent with the hope that youâll follow and take what youâve been promised.
But sheâs also not a hypocrite and, despite her whining and huffing and complaining, quite enjoys being teased and denied in return. Itâs a huge part of why sheâs such a brat when sheâs subbing for you; she wants to be put in her place. So please donât let her down.
V â Vocal
how loud are they?
To call Grelle âloudâ in bed might just be the understatement of the millennia because she is the most vocal partner you will ever have in your life (or afterlife depending on what path youâre on). When she's bottoming she's all breathy moans, high pitched whines and keening, teary-eyed pleas, cries of your name so loud they practically shake the walls, and watery bouts of begging that go straight to your core. And when sheâs topping she's all shameless dirty talk, lewd teasing, mocking laughter, patronising cooing, low throaty encouragement and praise, and an endless string of pet names that gets more degrading the longer you two go on. So, yeah, sheâs pretty vocal.
W â Wild Card
a random nsfw headcanon for the character.
She has a big thing for having her hair pulled, but this is something that only comes into play when sheâs already subbing for you. This is because itâs the quickest way to get her spiralling into sub space and she has to be in a very particular mental state to enjoy how small and vulnerable that makes her feel. It was actually Madam Red who discovered this with her â and, coincidentally, she was also the lover who helped her discover her love of roleplay (specifically doctor/patient roleplay), but thatâs another point entirelyâŠ
X â X-Ray
what do they look like under their clothes?
She has a very slim and lean frame with a decently small penis (which she is grateful for as she hates tucking and it means sheâs able to get away with not doing it most of the time). She also has a smattering of freckles about her stomach and thighs, and a very small tattoo she got on a whim some years ago (and that she can barely remember getting at all, honestly).
Y â Yearning
how high is their libido?
Grelle has an incredibly high libido and when sheâs not overworking herself she can easily crave sex once or twice a day. Though sheâs very accustomed to dealing with her needs on her own or ignoring them and channeling her energy into other things, so sheâs not particularly bothered about whether your libido is lower than her own.
Z â Zzzz
how quickly do they fall asleep after sex?
It never takes Grelle particularly long to fall asleep after all is said and done. Like within maybe five minutes of making sure youâre both physically and mentally okay, and making some attempt to clean up, sheâs usually completely knocked out in your arms with her head in the crook of your neck â treating you almost like a living, breathing, human-sized teddy bear.
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It had been a few months since youâd taken up the habit of strolling through a few of Londonâs parks, and over time, one in particular began to call you back. From Regents Park to Kensington Gardens, you had wandered them all, but this place seemed to stay with you. Your walks at Hyde Park always began at sundown and carried on until the edge of midnight.
The reason you kept returning wasnât the scenery, it was a certain redhead. You never managed to catch her name, yet night after night, she lingered at the edges of your thoughts, oddly captivating you in ways you couldnât explain.
It had all started one night when you spotted her in the park, carrying a weapon unlike anything you had seen before. At the time, you had no name for the contraption, and it was only later that you came to learn it was called a chainsaw. In a moment of either daring or foolishness, you still werenât sure which, you chose to approach her.
She seemed taken aback by your willingness to speak with her. Her eyes lingered on you, especially your face, as though she hadnât expected anyone to approach her, not with that striking hair and the even stranger style of her attireâ maybe the fact that it was nighttime and that she was carrying a weapon didnât help either.
Well, as odd as she seemed, she was willing to reciprocate with conversation when you randomly decided to talk as if you had been old pals. She stayed, she listened, and she was more than charming with it, which is why it came as a surprise when she revealed that she was often the subject of rather rude comments.
Maybe it was the exhaustion from the dayâs work, but neither her off putting attire, her unusual manner of speech, nor even the fact that she carried a weapon was enough to deter you. You had to see her again. And so, a kind of unofficial routine was born, one of you would linger in the park to see if the other might appear. More often than not, you both did.
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That night, you arrived at the park as usual, and it was as chilly as the nights before had been. You had been waiting longer than usual, the chill of the evening was especially getting to you, and you had begun to think she wasnât coming. It wasnât entirely bizarre, sheâd typically show up the next night and apologize by saying she had sudden work come up.
You were about to let your negative thoughts consume your cheery mood when suddenly a familiar flash of red appeared through the darkness of night.
It was that red head you had been so captivated by, Grell, that was her name. She was bold, flamboyant, and impossibly striking, something you could never forget. She strode toward you with the chainsaw slung casually over one shoulder, the metallic glint catching the lamplight.
It was incredibly impressive and concerning at how little she cared if someone were to see.
âWell, well, well,â Grellâs voice carried through the quiet, theatrical as always. âIf it isnât my favorite late night companion.â She paused, sweeping an arm as if presenting the park itself. âAnd here I was thinking I might be lonely this evening.â
You laughed despite yourself, the tension of waiting eased away with whatever anxiety induced thoughts you had left. âSeems we both enjoy the night, thatâs good to knowâ you said, trying to maintain your composed appearance.
You both got back into your routine, and with a bit of pushiness from Grell, walked together through the dimly lit paths. Conversation between the two of you flowed with ease, even after all this time it still surprised you.
Grell was as lively as always, telling the craziest of stories, gesturing with her hands, and somehow making even moments that were reserved for quietness, feel full of energy. Every now and then, her gaze would settle on you a little longer than usual, a mischievous smirk on her lips.
Eventually, you stopped beneath an ancient oak, its branches swayed in the night breeze. The laughter faded, leaving a quiet that felt heavier than it shouldâve. Your eyes met Grellâs, and for the first time, the teasing and flamboyance fell away, leaving something raw and unspoken between you.
Grell tilted her head, a small, almost shy smile breaking through her usual dramatic self. âYou know,â she murmured, voice softer now, âIâve been waiting for something like this, like you.â
Before you could respond, Grell leaned in, pressing her lips to yours in a kiss that was sudden and intoxicating. Her hands rested lightly on your shoulders, her fingers trembling just enough to betray the intensity behind her usual theatrics. As you returned the kiss instinctively, your heart raced, and for a moment, the rest of the world fell away, leaving only the two of you beneath the night sky.
And then, in the brief pause as your foreheads nearly touched, you noticed something you hadnât before. Despite the laughter and energy she always brought, there was a flicker of sadness behind her eyes. It was fleeting but undeniable.
It intrigued you, and you chased for an answer, though you instead noticed something else. Something you hadnât before.
Her yellow green eyes were the next thing you noticed. They were never worth noticing but now that you were up this close⊠They were striking and unlike anything you had ever seen, and caught your attention in a way nothing had before. There was something unsettling in their clarity, something that made your chest tighten in a way you couldnât name. It was confusing, like a small part of you recognized something unfamiliar and almost frightening. You began to wonder more about her, why didnât you know anything? Youâve been doing these hangouts for a couple days short of 2 months and yet you knew nothing about her but her name.
The realization made the kiss feel heavier, more unforgettable. And it left a lingering, uneasy wonder in your chest.
When you finally parted, breathless, Grellâs eyes sparkled with mischief and something warmer, something you couldnât quite recognize. âWell,â she said with a grin, âthat was certainly overdue, wasnât it?â
You nodded, still processing, and together you started the walk back to your usual spot in the park. The conversation resumed, but quieter now, less about jokes and more about simple observations, the way the lamplight reflected off the paths, the distant rustle of leaves. Every so often, your eyes flicked to hers, and each time, that peculiar sharpness, that odd intensity, reminded you that there was far more to Grell than you had ever guessedâ or would ever know.
It left you unsettled, but you were still undecided if it was a bad thing. Somehow, the park felt even more alive with her beside you, and the routine you had fallen into suddenly carried a new weight, a new excitement, and a curiosity you couldnât afford to ignore anymore.
Grell is always lamenting the fact that Sebastian doesn't reciprocate her passionate feelings for him, and the person she'll lament this to the most is her dear younger sister. The younger sister will feel pity for her sister, so she'll attempt to reason with Sebastian and talk him into giving her elder sister a chance, but she doesn't know how to talk the butler into it.
Sebastian is a gentleman, so he's open to negotiating with such a fine young woman, on one condition; she let's him indulge in her body. She doesn't want to sleep with someone she barely knows, especially not a demon, so she'll go crying to her sweet big sister that she doesn't want to do that, even for her sake.
But as soon as Grell is told the terms of getting her chance with Sebastian, she's immediately on board, already dressing both herself and her sister in their prettiest dresses (both of which are the color red obviously), when her little sister cries about how she doesn't want to sleep with a demon, Grell will simply shush her, she's not going to let her sister's whining get in the way of true love.
When the sisters finally meet up with Sebastian, Grell is instantly all over the tall, dark, and handsome butler, clinging to him while showing off how cute both she and her little sister are just for his pleasure.
"Oh isn't my baby sister just too adorable, Bassy~?! She's a delicate little baby doll so be very gentle with her, darling~!"
Of course Sebastian doesn't honor Grell's request, and she doesn't enforce it either, letting the demon do whatever he wants to her own sister, Sebastian will even hold a knife against the girl's delicate neck as he's forcing his way inside of her. It's just harmless enough looking silverware, but in Sebastian's hands it's a very deadly weapon.
Grell can't help herself after a while, her cock is getting painfully hard at the sight of her 'lover' dominating her younger sister in such a way, so she'll decide to join in, gently forcing her own cock into her sister's whiny mouth, Sebastian is completely unphased by this sight, he's a demon after all, so he's witnessed and partaken all types of depravities.
Grell is much more gentle than Sebastian, she loves her little sister more than anything (besides her darling Bassy), so she doesn't want to harm the little lady as she fucks her virgin throat. Sebastian isn't as kind, letting his gentlemanly facade go entirely since no humans are around to witness what a horrible beast he truly is beneath his posh butler charade.
Sebastian is a very well endowed demon despite his lean physique, even in his human form his cock is enough to break any virgin hole he decides to fuck, and if he was in his demon form his cock alone would almost be enough to kill the poor grim reaper.
"Well done, little reaper, you managed to take my entire cock without breaking. I'm sure your big sister trained you good and proper in the ways of being an obedient little whore..."
Grell will take her sister home after that, excitedly chatting her ear off about their next 'date' with Sebastian, and since the first date went so well for Grell and only Grell, she's without a doubt going to drag her poor sister along to the next one kicking and screaming.
