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the tragedy of grell sutcliff is that her psychotic rizz only works on women who match her freak. the men she’s into just can’t get it

she pulled a bad bitch once let’s give her credit for that. the rest of her choices are questionable at least

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Grell's reaction if she found out that her s/o painted several oil paintings of her and walked in and seeing her s/o in the middle of painting a VERY huge one. Grell being her s/o's muse is just so cute!

(also can i say that you're cooking a BUFFET and that grell lovers including me and my friends, really love your headcannons?)

note— babe… you have no idea how late i am to this. BUT ANYWHO SHE’S BACK AND #READY! thank you so much for the kind words, it was a greatly needed boost! MWA!!!!!—☆💋🍰

having her as your muse— ft. grell sutcliff

she’d flip out

i just imagine her doing a backflip in surprise

jkjk…

she’s definitely capable of doing so though.

besides that, jaw DROPPED.

heart DROPPED.

you must’ve done this on purpose! what do you want?! SHE DOESN’T KEEP HUMAN CURRENCY!

“you— you made these?!”

with that tiny voice from her butler persona.

did you make these? i dont know, but you just happen to be painting on one of them.

the BIG canvas.

such BEAUTY! such TALENT! what PERFECTION!

(sorry, but if these paintings weren’t lf her, she’d think otherwise.)

she pushes you OUT OF THE WAY

to get a closer look!

we could swear she’s teleporting from painting to painting

and from one end to another of the center piece you’re currently progressing on—

a whopping 33 x 45 of her pointing her death scythe.

she is SQUEALING!!

down to the point of her teeth, to the shading and spike of the combination to her hair stands…

dashing, elegant, flashy!

mind you, she’s still skipping from piece to piece

look, you even gage her baps on this one! such generosity!

“aah! paint me like this next!”

and she’s strike some tacky in-the-moment pose that looks straight off of vouge.

besides her pitiful attempts, you cant help but feel a pooling warmth at your heart.

seeing grell so worked up and genuinely euphoric about your dedication to her is all you could ever ask for and more.

you’re going to give the poor lady a heart attack. she’s so worked up.

unfortunately for you, dearie, you’re set to be doomed for eternity after this discovery.

following after this incident, you’re cursed and bound to make art of grell and grell only.

and if she catches you painting anything else…

you better have those excuses ready to whip out!

“why are you painting a bloody plant?” “this is the plant that you uhm— lightly touched with your index finger yesterday… darling.”

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Greelll big inflatiooooooon

stop guys. and i know EXACTLY who this is too. keep it up and i’ll tag you in the next one bud.

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My lord.. you're filled with soup..

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Bro looks like a zombie 😂.

Original artist: https://x.com/wozhendeFUqile

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Sillies

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whoever made this ruined my day. the spelling makes it worse.

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how i look at my 22 requests when i

sorry guys! hiatus incoming wooooooooosh

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unfortunately it’s…. undertaker himself.

Can do undertaker pregnant headcanons!!

no not really thanks.

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Can do undertaker pregnant headcanons!!

no not really thanks.

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Often the humble kind, but he can't deny he was born to blow your mind

guys please look at my wife he's so pretty

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i don’t remember if i requested this already but may i request an nsfw scenario where cisfem reader and grelle get steamy in the office pls?

note— yes yes yes 30x yes!! imagine grell in this ... she is so majestic i can’t. mama mama mamaaa.—☆💋💄

rated: smut! includes: (risky sex, riding, nipple play, biting, drawing blood??? a little, noisy&needy grell :3) WLW

tire out— ft. grell sutcliff w/c: 864

the office was dimly lit, filled with the quiet hum of paperwork being processed and cinematic records being sorted. grell, ever the vibrant death connoisseur, strutted among her office, files in hand. 

“honestly, darling… they’re just piling up today… like a mountain of paperwork!” she tuts, prompting a snort from you.

“your job is ridiculous.”

“pardon?!”

a tense silence follows her gasp as you try to find the right wording. 

“treating human souls like mere paperwork is so oddly dehumanizing, don’t you think? it’s funny.”

“well, dear, that’s the whole point,” she collapses onto the chair at her desk, spinning around on it idly. “us reapers have to do repeat that process to revise the cinematic records then to find if they’re worthy of death.. ughhhh… *so* exhausting.” 

her rambling was nothing short of endearing, that’s for sure. grell throws hear head back, leaning back on her chair dramatically. she sneaks a peek at you, who stands over her desk, lost in thought.

“did you hear me?”

“your bitch and complain? yeah, i did.”

grell’s eyebrows furrow. 

“oh, you wound me! you have no idea how *exhausted* i ammmm….” she trails off, giving you another hinting side eye. 

you bite back a chuckle, taking the hint too well before sitting right upon her desk while simultaneously pushing aside her paperwork.

“oh yeah? how exhausted?” 

like a moth to a flame, grell finally sits straight on her chair, her thighs clutching shut at your purr.

“quite… quite exhausted yes,” her ears flush along with her glasses lightly slipping down that bridge of her nose. 

so gorgeous.

you run your hands through her long, fiery hair before tugging her in.

“you couldn’t use any extra exhausting, could you?” 

your voice was lightly taunting with a gentle pout to your lips, down to your working fingers that teasingly trace her open collarbone, thanks to grell’s classy striped blouse.

the reapers green eyes sparkle with delight before looking around in a tiny excited panic.

“i could certainly use a change of pace…”

before you two knew it, you were straddling grell in her chair, your hands roaming freely against her chest. you could feel grell's breath hitch as you settled yourself on her lap, her crimson painted nails digging lightly into the fabric of your clothes.

you leaned in close, your lips brushing against her ear. "let's see if i can help with that exhaustion," you whispered, your hand slipping down to unbutton her trousers.

grell's eyes fluttered shut, her body trembling with anticipation as your hand found its way to her already stiffened cock. "darling..." she breathed, her voice a mix of desire and desperation.

you began to stroke her slowly, savoring the way her body reacted to your touch. her hips bucked against your hand, seeking more friction. "so needy, grell," you teased, a smirk playing on your lips.

her response was a low, throaty moan as you increased your pace, her grip on your waist tightening. you could feel her getting closer, her breath coming in ragged gasps. her teeth sink down on your neck, initiating a sharp stinging sensation that made you cry out in a miserable attempt to be quiet. just when she was on the brink, you slowed down, drawing a frustrated muffled whine from her.

"patience, love," you cooed, your fingers now tracing her collarbone and slipping beneath her blouse to tease her pretty pink nipples. grell withdrew her mouth from you, proudly tasting a hint of your blood from that harsh bite.

"please," she begged, her voice cracking slightly.

you couldn't resist any longer. standing up briefly, you lowered tugged down her panties lightly. you straddled her again, guiding her inside your cunt with a slow, deliberate movement that had you both groaning in unison.

as you settled into a steady rhythm, you leaned back, allowing your fingers to play with her nipples. grell's head lolled back against the chair, her hands clutching at your hips as you rode her.

the office was filled with the sounds of your shared pleasure, the papers and cinematic records forgotten. you kept your movements slow, savoring every sensation, while your hands continued to tease her sensitive nipples.

"how’s that feel, sweetheart?" you murmured, your voice dripping with tenderness.

"so good," she gasped, her hands gripping your thighs as she tried to maintain control. "don't stop... please..."

you quickened your pace slightly, bouncing on her lap and letting out a couple of squeaks here and then…

“dear… o-oh dear, m’ gonna… ngh! cumming…” grell whines onto your neck, her thighs quivering uncontrollably. “shh, lower it down, baby,” you murmur as you oush her face onto your cleavage to muffle her up.

with a final, deep thrust, you both found release, your bodies trembling together in the aftermath. as you collapsed against her, grell's arms wrapped around you, holding you close.

"you certainly know how to... change the pace," she panted, a satisfied smile on her lips.

you chuckled, pressing a kiss to her lips. "anything for you, darling. now, about that paperwork..."

grell groaned playfully, her head falling back against the chair. "later," she murmured, pulling you in for another kiss. "much later."

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Hello! I wanted to start with saying that your writing is so fun to read I always let out a giggle :) I’ve been requesting quite a bit and wanted to toggle to something like a NSFW alphabet? If you do those. Letters E, G, J, L, N, V, W for Grell maybe?

note— you are such a sweet pea! thank you!!! and i do in fact do alphabets… rubs hands mischievously.—☆💋💄 rated:smut! includes: (mastrubation, overstimulating, quickies, lingerie, cum smearing…) 👼 lalalalala

NSFW alphabet letters[E G J L N V W]—ft. grell sutcliff

𝔼= experience— (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

hmm… so and so!

grell is the definition of all bark no bite.

she’s quite sloppy

but of course in the best way possible

she needs guidance in where exactly to touch you. but when it’s offered she brushes it of with a ‘no no no no no!’

she likes to think her skills are otherwordly like herself. leave her be.

vocal guidance is whats best for her. just don’t directly tell her what to do entirely. what a boreeeeee.

small suggestions is the proper way to coax a lady!

she’s a fast learner!! <3

𝔾= goofy— (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

grell loves to tease and taunt you, vice versa.

as for gooofyy…?

presents herself like she isn’t. she likes to think she isn’t.

poor thing.

she isn’t trying to make you giggle, but if she keeps moaning exaggerated nothings into your ear? cmon noww.

we’re trying to fuck and you’re talking about how much better this would be under the light of a red moon… what

she’s too classy for us! again, she likes to think that.

although, whenever you two are going for a rough fuck, everything’s way more intense. no words for grell, just broken muttered curses.

𝕁= jack off— (mastrubation headcanon)

grell is very used to the face down flat on her tummy way.

+50 points if there’s a pillow to bury her face in. it’s her support!

she’d pant and groan into it, clinging onto the pillow as she works her free hand up and down her shaft with vigor.

always attempting to keep her glasses on, but it’s too uncomfy. they always end up getting all fogged up! :(

kicking her feet when she gets overstimulated and whining.

she’ll bite down on her pillow when she’s near orgasm.

how messy!

she’d chuckle to herself after, playing and smearing her cum slick through her inner thigh.

𝕃= location— (favorite places to do the do)

grell is quite the bed girl.

but she’s down to take some risks!

not full blown into exhibitionism, but she adores the thrill of a possibility of getting caught.

isn’t fond of quickies, but will have them is she’s feeling frisky and frustrated.

ℕ= no— (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

for grell, there’s absolutely no sharing. NONE!! none.

well, no sharing of you.

she herself fantasizes about being shared

we forgive you mama.

threesomes with you in it are so ew to her. so none of that, please.

also mentioned that she doesn’t like to be told what to do during sex. unless it’s like… a domme thing.

then she’ll gladly obey!

but if a miracle happens and she’s topping you, that is the WORST time to order her around.

𝕍= volume— (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

an absolute eargasm is what you’ll receive from grell.

mewls, groans, cries, whines alllllll of the nine yards

she’s very responsive!

endless mumbled profanities

small details on her, she feels icky grunting.

she sticks to smoother, higher pitched noises.

unfortunately can’t keep quiet. woops! looks like you’ll have to gag her.

oh noooo!… muahahaha

her whines and whimpers are so mesmerizing.

and rather worrisome that she sometimes whines like a puppy in pain. boohoo!

𝕎= wild card— (a random headcanon.)

grell loves to wear lingerie.

this isn’t even necessarily sexual. when she isn’t on butler duty it basically her normal nightwear.

she just feels so good in it.

and goodness, does it make you feel good too.

as expected, the color schemes consist of reds with a lacy or strappy black.

she loves to show them off for you, blowing kisses and winking at you all girlishly.

up to straddling you and bumping and grinding her hips against yours.

loooooooordy.

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UPDATE

for the next two to maybe even three weeks i’ll be posting very little to no content. there’s a lot going on in my life and im busying myself with moving and travel, so… gulp!!

BY THE WAY. I HAVE READ ALL OF THE IMPENDING REQUESTS!! i will be getting to every single one when i manage to figure out when to post! i’m so grateful for all of the support i’ve been receiving. thank you so much! —☆💋💄

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Im soso sorry and sad that you have to deal w/ transphobic people towards grelle 🙏🙏

Please burn them :3 /j

anon you’re so real 😭. transphobes make me giggle they’re like stinky little gnomes. get a life and go email yana toboso about it lil bro!

“hey… this character is canonical transgender representation! let me go tell this STUPID small writing blog their most requested character is STUPID!”—☆💋💄