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undergrell? damn i sure wish I was
This episode actually confirming their deaths absolutely killed me
I just woke up and had a dream where Undertaker was in a shopping cart, Grell was holding it and they were spinning.
Grell didn't make him spin. They were just spinning like that one low quality fish with low quality music in the background.
Undertaker calling Grell his ‘red rose’
Grell calling Undertaker her ‘lily of the valley’
Because like both flowers are associated with death in thier own different ways, like the two of them. And also I imagine because if this they give each other bouquets that are a mix of both flowers, as like a sign of their love.
Frosted Rose - Undertaker x Grelle
The biting December chill crystallizes the petals of delicate blooms.
They're beautiful like this, dusted with frost. More beautiful in death than they ever were in life.
Grelle clutches the bouquet of red roses to her chest before carefully laying them before the elaborately carved headstone.
They remind her of a splash of blood on concrete.
‘You're just another woman. You aren't fit to wear red.’
Such a cruel thing to say, especially to the only one who loved her unconditionally. And in the end, Grelle regrets it.
Madame Red had a mere moment of weakness, and Grelle reacted in haste as she always does.
Had the tables been turned, Madame Red would have been sympathetic, Grelle thinks. She was more level-headed, and always did have the bigger heart.
Grelle sighs wisps of steam, looking up at the full moon.
She may not remember much from her life, but she does remember the moon glaring down at her as she died.
It's strange. She should have been terrified as she felt the blood draining away, an icy numbness setting in as she grew pale. But she wasn't. As she gazed up at the celestial body, it made her feel as though she were in a spotlight, a star on stage. The glittering stars, her adoring onlookers.
Grelle wonders if she were once a performer. An actress or singer, perhaps. Or maybe a dancer.
The sound of a shovel biting into the earth breaks the silence.
Graverobbers.
Well.
At least she can take out her frustrations on them.
What's a few more corpses, after all? Headquarters will be on her ass, no doubt, but she couldn't possibly be in more trouble than she already is.
It might even give her an excuse to get manhandled by William again, too. Mmm.
Revving up her chainsaw, she flies over several rows of tombstones to find the Undertaker stooped over a grave, shoveling out dirt.
Grelle freezes.
For a stagnant moment, they just stare at each other. The shadows eat into the moon above.
She waits for him to draw his own weapon, and tenses when he moves. But he only removes another scoop of earth.
“Well? Are we going to fight or what?” Grelle finally says.
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A little snippet of Frosted Rose, a Grelle x Undertaker short fic I'm working on.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
This is actually one of my older works but one of my best ones [According to my hits and kudos at least]
Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Kuroshitsuji | Black Butler Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Grell Sutcliff/Undertaker Characters: Undertaker (Kuroshitsuji), Grell Sutcliff, un Additional Tags: Undertaker is Called Adrian Crevan (Kuroshitsuji), Romance, Fluff, Implied Sexual Content, Female Pronouns for Grell Sutcliff, Trans Female Grell Sutcliff, She/Her Pronouns for Grell Sutcliffe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Sleep, Sleepiness, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Sleepy Cuddles, Sleepy Kisses Summary:
Grell believes that she has developed a case of insomnia because for the past couple weeks, Grell has had a lot of trouble going to sleep and staying asleep. On one of those sleepless nights, Grell turns to her boyfriend, Adrian. Could the fellow mortician help his lover get some sleep?