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William x Shinigami reader,a Reaper's kiss,Part1
[A/N: hello everyone! Jessica here ^^ i just wanted to tell you this all starts off, from part 26 of my sebastian x reader, so if you are a little bit confused maybe read that part first ^^ hope you like it!]
"Then...i guess you can go"he said and stood up.
My eyes widened "are you serious?...you won't be mad?."i asked and he shook his head in response
"As long as you're happy...it'll be good"he said and looked at me.
For a second there, i swear i saw a smile!
I smiled and walked to William.
I put my arms around him and pulled him in for a hug.
Ofcourse, he isn't such a touchy person, but he hugged me back!
When i let go of him he sort of blushed and i let out a giggle.
"Well, then i guess this is goodbye"i said and he slowly nodded.
The look in his eyes just changed, he looks more...unsure now.
I bit my lip and then walked to the door.
When i put my hand on the handle i suddenly feel a hand on my shoulder.
Is that William? I didn't even hear him walk after me.
~Revenge Is Sweet~ | Black Butler X Reader |
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"Are you positive this will work?" A certain red haired shinigami asked, a skeptical look on his face.
"Absolutely. All I ask for in return is a little... entertainment of my own, if you know what I mean." You said, earning a toothy grin from your friend.
"Anything for you, Darling~" He replied. You nodded.
"I appreciate it. So! All you have to do is get this in his system somehow and you'll be good to go for about... ohh... two to three hours." You said, holding up a small vial filled with a clear liquid. Grell took it and carefully slipped it in his pocket. You smiled. "Let the game commence~"
~At le Phantomhive Manor~
"You owe me, you little brat!" Grell stated, pointing a finger at the young Earl in front of him.
"What are you talking about?" Ciel asked, clearly unamused.
"That time when your little girlfriend was kidnapped by that puppet, you told me that I could have Bassy for a day if I hel
Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler Sebastian x Reader "Come now, Claude," you say calmly. "You mustn't get ahead of yourself." He has you pinned to the wall, one of his hands on either side of your head, his face buried in the crook of your neck. It feels to you as if he is smelling you-a shiver of disgust runs down your spine.
"Really, Claude" you say more harshly this time as he bites your neck, digging your fingernails into his arms. "You must stop this at once. It is quite unbecoming to lose control of yourself in this way. You wouldn't want to jeopardize your standing with those around us, would you?" You are about to throw him off when he looks up to you, his golden eyes glinting.
"Well, my dear, you and I both know that when someone of our kind is determined to make something happen, they will not rest until it is done. Say I set my sights on acquiring you...what do you think happens then?"
You hissed. "Filthy-"
"You must have me confused with the demon of this househ
Temptation: Part 1 [Sebastian x Reader] Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroshitsuji or any of its characters (unfortunately.)
Today is supposed to be a celebration, after all, it is your birthday!
However, to you, it isn’t really a big deal. It’s one of several birthdays, they happen every year. After about the two-hundredth one you decided it didn’t really matter.
Why would it matter to someone with demon blood?
With a flawless completion and seemingly perfect physique, you’re age seems to be of a teenager. That’s all other humans need to know.
There is no reason for them to dig into your past. It would be a lot of digging, after all.
Within this seemingly hollowed out personality, life would be boring, right?
Well- that would be the case, but being only quarter demon makes things… Difficult.
A demon finds their eternal life to be rather boring. However, a human with demon blood. To say the least, your eternal life would be – tiring.
Never dying, but never truly living. Never trul
Ciel x reader: His Angel Chpt. 1
It was a sunny day in London and you were taking a stroll through the town with your maid Kathryn. You both walked silently through the streets, as you played with your hair in boredom. You sighed, and stopped on the path to look at your maid.
"Kathryn, do we have anything planned today?" You asked with annoyance in your voice.
She smiled lightly at you annoyed facial features, before replying. "We're heading somewhere right now actually. You're suppose to meet your Uncle at the local Cafe in about an Hour. Something about planning you Father's Funeral plans."
"Ugh, how boring. I care about my Father, but why does my uncle have to be the only other adult in the family." You said while looking back down at the street. She only gave you a sympathetic smile.
Kathryn has been with you ever since you were a baby. She was practically like a mom to you since your real mother died after your sister was born. You were only eight at the time. She was one of the most kindest people y
Alois x reader No one has to know “Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.
Sadness. The emotion seen in his rich blue eyes. Surely it showed but only For a moment. She was sure of it. Anger blurred over as he stared deep into the (e/c) eyes that were filled with fright and terror. only it brought comfort knowing he was just scared of his terrible nightmare. Brokenness consumed his heart but it never showed. A scar so large covering his beating heart. A chaste kiss was placed on his lips as (Name) tried to comfort her love. He violently gripped her (h/c) locks in his nimble fingers. Alois considered this as a distraction from the haunting shadows around him. Nothing more. Or was there. He was captivated how no matter how hard he tugged on her hair she alway kissed back. He deepened the kiss bruising her lips. He laid himself back bringing her with him. No longer kissing but he held her tigh
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
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