hi um im very sick rn so my words might be bad here but could you do a grell x transfem reader who has pretty bad chronic illness? i get its fairly specific but its a time of need ty ty ty <333
hello lovely anon! i’m sorry to hear that you’re sick :( i know how hard it can be to be in constant pain while you’d like to be out there like the others around you. know that you’re not alone and its okay to share your pain<3 my dm’s are always open! i decided i’d make some headcanons, along with a little drabble so you’ve got both types of stuff! i hope this helps to lift your spirits, atleast for a little while <3
grell sutcliff with an transfem!s/o who is chronically ill
genre? reverse comfort, little angsty at times?
type of writ1ng? headcanons + drabble !!
it was nice for grell, having someone who faced the same struggles as her, trans wise. well, atleast it was nice to be able to share her pain once in a while.
finally there was someone she could relate to, or go to in times where she didn’t know what to do, times others were mean to her.
and she tried to be there for you too.
as you got closer, she noticed something was a bit different about you.
grell had heard from other reapers your attendance was a little lower, often being noted as sick in the register.
and, indeed, at the days she’d walk past your room, everything would still be dark, curtains seemingly closed. could you still be asleep?
it began to worry her, but when she had asked you would always shake it off.
she didn’t believe you, but who was she to pry?
grell made a deal with herself though, if she noticed your absence got worse, she’d demand you tell her what’s up.
low and behold, it got worse.
so one day, when you were absent, she decided to knock on your door.
“honey, i know you’re in there, i’m worried, please open the door.”
grell then heard a little “i can’t.” followed by a louder “it’s open though.”
there you were, laying in bed, all worn out.
she rushed over to your side, asking what’s wrong.
when you finally told her, she made a pledge to always care for you.
she gets that it’s frustrating not being able to do it all on your own though, so she always asks what and what not would be nice to help with.
she doesn’t care about her reaper attendance, she was never really that strict with it, and she’d rather care for you.
at some point you got romantically involved, and the feeling to care for you, to help you, got even stronger.
i think once you’re important to grell, she’s a very caring person, and she likes to care, too!!
she often joins you in bed, or wherever you like to rest really, and talks to you for however long you need.
and if you feel guilty about it, she will think of atleast 100000 reasons not to be!!!
“my baby, so strong and beautiful.” she coos as she caresses your hair.
as all the reapers were off to their jobs, silence began to settle itself over the building.
sometimes it was one of the hardest times, leaving you alone with your thoughts.
but grell always seemed to pop in at the right moment, her pretty, smiling face appearing from behind the doorpost.
“morning darling~” you wondered how she could be so cheery at times.
the first thing she always did was planting a big fat smooch right on your forehead, leaving a lipstick mark right where everyone could see.
“have you taken your meds yet?” you nod.
grell lets out a hum of approval, and fills the kettle for some tea.
she then plops herself next to you on the bed.
“pain on a scale from one to ten?” she turns to you, awaiting your response.
going over all the places of pain, you think about it.
“mmh, nine?” you respond, a little unsure.
“how can you say that so calmly my dear?” she pulls the blanket further over your body, pressing another kiss to your forehead, and stands up to get you a cup of tea.
somehow, she pulls out a whole breakfast in about 3 minutes, and returns to your bed.
“i’ve made pancakes.” she grins.
you smile back at her, sometimes its nice when the people around you stay positive.
you gladly cut a piece of pancake and stuff it in your mouth. nodding in approval, you stuff another piece into your mouth.
grell laughs. “well i’m glad you like it~”
after chatting and eating some of the things she made, grell puts away the dishes and get into bed with you.
snuggling into you, she gently guides your head to her chest. as you let out a whine, she softly coos that “i’m sorry for your pain, i’m here okay?” as she gently caresses your head.
“this is not your fault, i think you’re an amazing being.” she presses another kiss to your head.
“we’re going to make the best out of this, okay?”
“okay.” it’s a soft whisper, but a promise nonetheless.
a promise that, no matter what, grell will always be here, and no matter what, you two will make the best of it.
thank you for reading anon, i hope there will be better times for you<3
