woah, water remembered a draft from ages ago and decided to finish it. this has never happened.
categories: fluff ♡ word count: 569 ships: cheshire!grelle x neko!reader warnings: none !!
"Well, what's a little kitten such as yourself doing here all alone?~" An ominous, yet feminine voice spoke up, causing your head to turn in its direction. There was nothing. "Picking up scraps, are you? That's not very courteous."
I could imagine, deep down- as in so deep down she doesn't even know herself) -Sebastian having a fear of being in a female form and fully recognized as a woman, after centuries of servitude and the expectations of like, 90% of the people who summoned the demon being greedy selfish men more than anything.
And thus if Sebastian really feels like being female while in the current contract/life as Sebastian Michaelis, any changes she makes- if at all -to be more feminine are very subtle. Very careful. Most don't even notice at first..
Like a slight change of voice tone, a change in posturing, maybe wearing the barest minimum of makeup...
And of course, the one to finally FIRST notice, would be Grelle Sutcliff.
Who makes a big deal instantly about it, GASPING and GRINNING and RAMBLING ON about "HOW LOVELY YOU LOOK, DARLINGG!! Oh, so elegant and gothique! Even if you still wear the suit of a butler, you hold yourself, truly, like the woman in charge!! One hell of a governess, one could say!!"
Of course that tiny, tiny, hiding, unknown fear deep down has the demon IMMEDIATELY snapping and biting at this revelation, even as her pale complexion burns with red; in realization.
"If you've arrived to merely make accusations on my appearance and do nothing more, you are not welcome, so.. GET OUT!"
And the demon is especially aggressive on this day, diving in with butter knives to lunge at the woman.
Who yelps! Confused about this reaction!! Grelle has always known this particular "butler" to be very egocentric about his- her??- THEIR?? -appearance, and to fluff up like a crow at any compliments tossed their way...
And her confusion makes her clumsy and one or two knives even get her, giving her tiny slices here and there as her focus is still locked on this reaction.
And half way through this half-frantic, one-sided battle, the butler STOPS, and GLARES at this opponent.
"Grelle," Sebastian calls to her.
"Er- Yes??"
....
She looks like a startled cat who got caught trying to take something..
Sebastian burns and glares further.
"I told you: GET OUT! You're not even avoiding my knives! Do you plan to dance around, letting me slice you up for once??"
Grelle Sutcliff blinks.. and takes a moment to touch the red liquid sliding down her cheek... as if she didn't even feel it.
...
And then after a second of staring at her own blood on her fingers...
Grelle's eyes hood themselves, lashes shading green gleaming pupils, and her lips curl up once more as she starts to lap at her own blood on her black gloved fingers.
... And kind of goes overboard, just licking her own gloved digits in a very obviously symbolic way as she keeps her eyes on that red, red RED butler that is normally not.
"Mmm I might, I could use the work-out, I suppose.. and I do so love getting physical with you," she purrs.
And then adds after a purposeful pause:
"Ma chère."
Knives rain down upon the reaper in seconds, and finally, she has no choice but to leap away and leave the scene.
But all the while the red, romantic reaper is thinking of all the ways she will in the future woo her lady; from letters to the language of flowers.
And keeps that last image of the other in her mind the whole trip.
Of a Demon, affronted, like a WOMAN scorned.
But also a wide realization in those red, red, slit pupil eyes. (slit pupils like a creature PANICKED, AFRAID, CORNERED!)
That someone finally sees a woman in the butler livery. In this traditionally male uniform!!
And Grelle of all people, knows how this feels.
Knows that that is fear.
And plans to do something about it.
Story: Buddy Daddies Prompts: Special breakfast — Spoon feeding — Forehead kiss
Kazuki opened bleary eyes as the dark peace of his room was shattered by the door creaking open and a loud whisper asking, “Papa, are you asleep?”
“Mmgghph,” was the only sound Kazuki managed before breaking into a horrible coughing fit that shook him from head to toe. Struggling to sit up and stifle the cough, Kazuki squinted over at the door. Had the hall light always been that blindingly bright? He barely made out the silhouette of Rei standing in the doorway, holding a tray or something.
The patter of socked feet across the floor, then the lamp next to the bed clicked on, stabbing more light into Kazuki's head. He turned away to blow his nose, and after blowing out what felt like half of his brain into the tissue, he felt slightly more capable of facing the light again.
Miserable as he felt, he couldn't suppress a small smile when he looked down and found Miri standing at his bedside, looking up at him with round eyes sparkling with excitement. “Kazuki Papa, we made you a special breakfast! It's gonna make you get better reeeeeeaaaaal soon!”
“You made me breakfast?” Kazuki quirked an eyebrow at Rei, who was carefully setting down a tray with a bowl of something steaming hot on the desk. “You made it yourself?”
Rei shot him a withering look as he gathered up the bowl and spoon. “You know me better than that. It's instant miso soup. It was in the pantry.”
“Ah.” Kazuki glanced at Miri, who was batting at Rei's hand that held the spoon, trying to take it from him. “Well, I'm sure it tastes just as good.”
“Miri wants to feed Kazuki Papa!” Miri finally managed to snatch the spoon, and Rei had to focus on keeping the soup from spilling.
“I can feed myself...” Kazuki said feebly, but it was no use. Once Miri got an idea in her head, she was like a dog with a bone, and it was usually easier to just go along with her plans.
So in the end, Rei perched on the side of the bed, holding the bowl steady, while Kazuki leaned over awkwardly and let Miri clumsily spoon soup into his mouth, coaxing him to 'say ahhh!' and dribbling more soup into his lap than ended up in his mouth.
“Kazuki Papa, you made a mess!” Miri laughed when they finally finished.
“Yeah, yeah....” Kazuki wiped his sleeve under his chin, carefully folding the corner of his blanket down so he wouldn't be lying in the rapidly cooling puddle of soup.
Rei gathered up the bowl, spoon, and tray and headed for the door again. “Come on, Miri. He needs to sleep now so he can get better.” So he can start cooking again, was what he didn't say, but Kazuki could see it in the reluctant glance he cast over his shoulder. Kazuki didn't want to think about the state of the kitchen right now. Probably full of pizza boxes and all his good pots burned black on the bottom.
“Okay.” But instead of leaving, Miri tugged on Kazuki's sleeve until he bent down again. Then, standing on tiptoe, she planted a loud kiss on his forehead. “Did my kiss make you feel lots better, Papa?”
“It sure did,” Kazuki said, patting her on the head. He could hear echoes of the times she'd fallen and skinned her knee, and he'd patched her up with a kiss.
Then Miri spun on her heel and declared, “Now you kiss him, Rei Papa!”
“Er....” Rei glanced furtively between the two of them, a deer caught in the headlights.
But Miri was insistent. “Come on, Rei Papa! You gotta kiss him so he gets better even faster!”
“But...I don't....” Rei set down the tray again. He peeked out between long strands of his dark hair. “I've never...kissed....”
No, you wouldn't have, would you? If Rei had fallen and skinned his knee as a kid, his father probably would have chastised him for not being perfect, or punished him for crying at the pain. There would have been no brightly colored bandages or kissing of boo-boos. And Kazuki didn't think he'd ever seen Rei kiss Miri either.
Not one to be deterred by something as minor as this, Miri said brightly, “Don't worry, Rei Papa! I'll teach you!”
Grabbing his hand by the pinkie, Miri dragged Rei over to the bed again. “See, you just go like this!”
While Miri puckered up her lips and made loud mwa! sounds, Kazuki's stifled laughter turned into another long coughing fit. By the time he finally surfaced from his tissues again, it seemed Miri's kissing lesson was finished.
“Are you ready?” Rei scowled at the wall, refusing to look Kazuki in the eye.
“Yeah.” Kazuki wanted to make some kind of quip, but he was out of breath, and his mind was fogging over again with the fever anyway. So he just lay down on the pillow, feeling his eyelids beginning to droop.
The deadly assassin bent down swiftly, blocking out the light. The kiss was surprisingly gentle, just a soft, warm pressure against Kazuki's forehead. “Get well soon,” he whispered.
Like the reverse of Sleeping Beauty, Kazuki was out like a light.
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My fanart about coattails from @pain-in-the-butler
I can't stop thinking about Ciel going to find Avalon in the middle of the night (maybe because of a nightmare idk) and I ended up hugging the horse and telling to Avalon the words he wanted to hear when he was a lonely and scared little child 🥺
OMG ANOTHER FIC THAT BARD'S WIFE ISN'T GONNA FINISH?!? But nah lol this might be my magnum opus if I play my cards right. I already have several chapters lined up that just need major editing. WE'RE FINISHING THIS ONE GUYS EVEN IF IT KILLS ME I SWEAR! It's a dad/mombastian fic, a modern setting with a little switcharoo (Sebastian is human and Ciel is a lil baby demon) Check it out if you have the chance!!
Saw Lily's newest BD art and had a cuteness overload. I couldn't resist writing something, but only had about an hour to throw it together. Anyways, I needed a break between all my coursework to finally work on a (quick) fic again. I hope you enjoy!
“Oi, Miri, look over there,” Kazuki whispers into Miri’s ear, bending down to her height as she holds onto Papa Rei’s hand.
“Where, Papa?”
“A little further up the path,” Kazuki points ahead. Unable to hear what Kazuki said, but curious, Rei focuses his attention in the general direction his husband’s pointing at.
Whining a little bit, Miri whispers back, “Papa Kazu, I don’t see anything. Show me again!”
Chuckling, Kazuki stands back up and tells Miri, “Hold on, I think if we’re quiet enough and slow enough we won’t scare them off.”
Finding what Kazuki was trying to bring to Miri’s attention, Rei plays along, adding, “We’ll have to use our tippy toes to not to be caught by anything lurking in this park. You think you can do that, Miri?”
Miri shakes her head and raises herself slightly onto her tippy toes, looking between Rei and Kazuki for her next mission directions. Kazuki raises a finger to his lip and quietly starts to move forward, with Rei and Miri following close behind.
As they slowly walk down the park’s pathway, Miri cranes her neck to look ahead at what Kazuki was trying to bring to her attention. Soon enough, she lets out a little gasp that can be heard throughout the empty park. In an excited whisper, Miri announces, “Papa Kazu! Papa Rei! Bunny!”
A smile breaks across Rei’s face while Kazuki leans in once more. “Looks like somebunny wanted to greet you on our morning walk.”
With a giant grin breaking across her face, Miri inches closer to the bunny. The bunny has a brown coat and grayish ears, standing up in attention, likely to detect if the three humans approaching are a threat or not. The smaller size of the bunny suggests it may still be a baby, causing Miri, Kazuki, and Rei to be extra careful as they approach.
Kazuki and Rei walk closer to the bunny than Miri, knowing how to keep their footsteps quiet, light, and most importantly, non-threatening. Not wanting to scare away the bunny, Miri peaks around Rei’s leg for an even closer look.
As the bunny begins to move its head back and forth, looking at the crowd gathered before them, Miri gives a little wave as the bunny’s gaze seems to land on her.
“Oh, Miri, I think it recognizes another of its kind,” Kazuki teases, looking between the bunny and his daughter, who’s wearing a purple, fluffy poncho.
Rei uses one hand to bring Miri’s hood up so the bunny ears attached to the hood of her poncho became visible to the real bunny. “There you go. Now there’s no doubt you two will become friends.”
After a few minutes of the trio looking at the bunny, with only the sounds of nature and the occasional passing car breaking their silence, Miri asks, “Can we keep her?”
With a fake exasperation, Kazuki reminds Miri, “You want a pet bunny? Miri, we have two cats at home. Besides, I don’t know how well they’d get along with a bunny, considering they like to scratch all our furniture and think everything is a toy.”
Miri pouts a little while looking back down at the bunny, who is slowly making its way to the edge of the path. Lowering himself, Rei tries to make Miri understand in a different way why they cannot take home this bunny. “Miri, we can’t take this bunny because it might have a family waiting for her back in their den. We wouldn’t want to take this bunny away from her family to be with ours, right?”
“No…” Miri replies.
“Maybe in the future, we can have a pet bunny at home. But for now, let’s leave her to be and hope we cross paths again soon,” Rei suggests as the bunny disappears into the bushes.
Watching the bunny go, Miri nods her head. Rei gives Miri a quick kiss on the cheek to comfort her before rising back up and taking her hand again. Doing the same thing, Kazuki walks over to take Miri’s other hand as they resume their morning walk through the park.
As they exit the park and turn towards home, there’s a new spring in Miri’s step. Kazuki and Rei notice this, but don’t question her in case it will cause her to feel down again. However, a few steps later, they get an answer as Miri announces, “Until we can get a pet bunny, I can pretend to be one. So you’ll have to feed me and brush my hair and give me a warm place to sleep.”
Unable to contain his laughter, Kazuki insists, “Miri, we do all those things for you…as our daughter. You don’t need to pretend to be a bunny for us to do that. But, if it means you’ll eat your carrots and veggies-”
“No! No veggies,” Miri interrupts.
Rei’s quiet chuckles join in now as Miri lets go of her papas’ hands and runs ahead a little bit to practice hopping like a bunny all the way back to their home.
I wanna write a wip where Lizzy remembers that Ciel has his ears priced and convinces him to try on a pair of her sparkly dangly earring just for fun while hanging out.
Except Ciel forgets about them, maybe sits down for dinner with the rest of the Midfords with little dangling earrings on that both he and Lizzy forgot about.
Even making it all the way back home, only for a certain butler to comment on the souvenir he’d acquired. Causing Ciel to be overcome with embarrassment, not knowing how he could’ve possibly not noticed that he still had them on.
( Elizabeth and Edward literally just switch names. I'm sorry this is so confusing but its Frances and Alexis fault for giving BOTH their children a stereotypical Victorian names starting with "E")
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The young lord of Midford observed the changing oak trees as he sat on the cold stairs of the chapel. The air was chilly and the overwhelming silence was occasionally interrupted by the grand trees dropping their last chestnuts. His bright coloured suit clashed against the bland brick exterior of the building and the surrounding trees in brown, made him stand out like a sore thumb.
The chapel of the first established girls public school was far from the other buildings on campus, which contributed to the absence of any human sound. He was unsure why his sister wanted to meet him at this place particularly, but he waited, patiently and properly.
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Thank you @roshytsunami for your generous donation! This piece was completed by @/av_v03 on Instagram. The proceeds from this donation have gone to Mazen Abouzour's GoFundMe and PCRF.
