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magicalara · 1 year

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A...Hug?

Basically I was in my feels and started thinking what it would be like if you asked the kuro reapers for a hug so enjoy. This is meant to read as platonic but can also be read as romantic

Features: William T Spears; Grelle Sutcliff; Sascha; Ludger; Undertaker; Ronald Knox; Alan Humphries; Eric Slingby; Othello

TW: mentions of sadness but that’s all, I tried to make it really fluffy

👓 William T Spears 👓

- Know one thing here and now, William T Spears of the British Branch of the Grim Reaper Association™ does not do happy hugs. If you are an excited hugger and go to him looking for a hug when excited, he will stare at you with the blankest face while you do it

-Five seconds is as much as you’ll get before he’s lightly pushing you off of him with a sigh while fixing his glasses (whether you messed them up or not). He’s happy that you’re happy, sure, but he doesn’t do the whole happy hug thing.

-When you’re sad, thought, now that’s a different story

-Will’s most definitely more understanding of your want for affection if you’re sad and so he’ll coax you into his office where he can properly focus on you without other distractions and give you the hug you need

-His hugs are grounding. He’ll hold you around the shoulders, maybe rub your back a little if you’re crying, and just keep a firm grip on you. He doesn’t say much, but it’s okay, because you know that he cares just from the way he’s hugging you

-William gives me dad energy okay he’d give dad hugs that are comforting and say all that you want/need to hear without actually saying it

♥️ Grelle Sutcliff ♥️

- Contrasting to William, Grelle is a happy hugger herself. She’ll hug you or whoever she’s around when super excited and it’s adorable okay I don’t make the rules, I just write about them.

- Anyways, if you come up to her happy or excited and looking for a hug, she delivers. Is the kind to pick you up and spin for a few seconds if you’re comfy with it. Just big, giggly, happy hugs from Grelle.

- And if you’re sad, she picks up on it right away, even if you try and hide it. Will pull you into her lap and just craddle you as best she can. Head tucked into her neck, she’s whispering kind words to you, rubbing your back, the whole nine yards.

- Absolutely leans her head against yours. Forehead to forehead, her cheek or chin on top of your head, or just temple to temple, it doesn’t matter. Grelle’s head is against yours, I guarantee it

- Grelle hates seeing you sad and so she’ll do all that she can to make you smile again, including giving the best hugs in the world.

📸 Sascha 📸

- Another excited hugger. Sascha is bubbly and happy all the time and so hugs with them are frequent

- Most times, you two are just happy hugging together while others are staring like “Are they okay?” You’re fine, just happy

- Because they always seem to be bubbly, when Sascha sees that you, someone they care about, is sad, they immediately go into comfort mode. Has snacks at their desk if you want them, knows all the best quiet places to sneak off to if that’s what you want, and gives such good hugs

- Wraps their arms around you and holds your hand and gives encouraging smiles the whole time. Sascha knows it isn’t easy to be happy all the time, so when you need it, they make sure you know they’re always there for you

🚬 Ludger 🚬

- Ludger and William give me similar vibes, but also Ludger is more of a teddy bear. He acts like he hates it when you give him excited and happy hugs, but he really loves it on the inside (he’s also partners with Sascha and they do that a lot too, he’s used to it by this point)

- Will put an arm around your shoulders and just kinda let you do whatever, acting indifferent the whole time. On the inside he’s smiling, though, he thinks you’re adorable, especially if you’re shorter than him haha

- If you ask for a hug all sad, though, like I said he’s a literal teddy bear and probably is really comforting to hug. He’s warm and cuddly, no one can tell me otherwise

- Fully engulfs you as best he can in a hug and gives the same firm hugs that William does just while Will’s are kinda stiff, Ludger let’s you mold yourself to him however you want. Another one who doesn’t say much, but you can just tell by the way he puts his head against yours that he’s saying that he’ll protect and comfort you.

💀 Undertaker 💀

- Okay so while he’s still working for the RA, no hugs. He doesn’t do hugs. Head pats, sure, but no hugs. Undertaker wasn’t even half as fun when he was employed as to now that he’s a fugitive. But!! If he gave you a head pat, that’s like the ultimate thing because he doesn’t give those out to just anyone yk so cherish it

- Anyways, the Undertaker we know now loves hugs and will gladly give you as many as you want lol he’s probably touch starved. Happy hugs, sad hugs, comforting hugs, just because hugs, i want to fuck hugs , he does them all

- Gives big bear hugs, no matter the emotion. Can and will engulf you in his big robe and it’s so nice and warm. It’s like a little barrier he has to protect you from the world and the horrors he knows that are in it.

- If you’re close enough to Undertaker where he’s able to hug you, all that he wants is for you to just..stay with him always and forever. He tends to have a lot of people he cares about who just kinda die and so his hugs really show that “I’ll never let you go, please stay with me” emotion that he usually keeps hidden under the façade of happiness and laughter

- If you come to him for a hug while sad, he does all he can to make you smile. This includes, but is not limited to: soft tickles, bad jokes, good jokes, making a fool of himself, magic tricks, feeding you treats, letting you style his hair, and cuddles outside.

- I could keep going but we’d be here for years I just have so much to say about this sad little weirdo (affectionately)

🚜 Ronald Knox 🚜

- First of all, I’d like to point out that there isn’t a lawnmower emoji which is very sad. So tractors it is for Mr. Knox

- Ronald Knox does not understand the concept of happy hugging but he will gladly indulge anyways. Will he have a confused look on his face the whole time? Yes, yes he will. But will he also hug you just as tight as you hug him? Also yes. Ronnie isn’t here to disappoint, after all

- He might be flirty and has definitely done the like yawn arm over the shoulder thing, but he also knows the difference between a platonic hug and a romantic one yk so don’t think too deep into it if he hugs you around the waist, it’s more instinct than anything. Ron’s heard some of the people he’s pursued say that it feels better to them and so (especially if you guys are close) that’s his go to way of hugging

- Hand on the small of your back, other on your head, happy smiles and happier words if you’re sad. He’s awkward when it comes to comfort sometimes, but he tries and that’s what matters. Probably says some stupid shit to try and make you laugh (is successful 50% of the time)

🥀 Alan Humphries 🥀

- Sad man. He needs a hug (preferably from Eric)

- Anyways he also doesn’t understand the happy hug and probably reacts just like our ol’ pal William T Spears. Alan just stiffens up and doesn’t really know how to react. Probably just stares at you with wide eyes and when you pull away asks what the hell just happened

- Doesn’t mind it per say, just is confused. This doesn’t happen to him very often (or at all really) so he just doesn’t really know how to react yk?

- When you’re sad, though, he’s still just as awkward don’t expect much from this guy lol

- Listen, Alan cares alright, he really does, but he just...doesn’t know what to do really. He’ll sit next to you though!! Maybe hold your hand a little or put a hand on your knee just so you know he’s there

- That’s really all, though, he’s got his own shit to deal with on the side yk the whole dying thing really takes a lot out of him

❄ Eric Slingby ❄

- Accepts happy hugs but will only put an arm around you. Probably rests his arm on your head if you’re shorter than him and messes up your hair regardless of your height in comparison to him

- He makes fun of you affectionately for it much like an uncle would. Eric’s another teddy bear and so is just nice to hug. Probably has a good amount of muscle on him and is another natural space heater and he’s taller than William so like he’s definitely really nice to hug

- He gives those like “I’m proud of you” type hugs when you’re sad because while words aren’t his forte, his actions speak loud and clear. His hugs are shorter than the others, but he means it and he’ll pat your head and wipe your tears and tell you that whatever it is that’s bothering you will pass and everything will be okay and if it isn’t then he’ll reap them

- If you still want to be around him after his little encouraging hug then he’ll let you sit next to him and he’ll have him hand or arm on your shoulder so his presence is at least there

🧪 Othello 🧪

- My favorite nerd I love this guy so much

- But that does not mean that he is a huggy guy okay actually it’s quite the opposite. He just tends to have some sort of sciencey something that spilled on him or is on his person and Othello doesn’t want you getting hurt yk?

- He just strikes me as more of a high five or fist bump kind of guy when you’re happy or excited. Othello is so down for a good high five way more than he is a hug

- When you’re sad, he’s similar to Alan. Sits next to you and will put a hand on your knee and all that but he isn’t about that hugging life. Othello is honestly really good at being a distraction to like sad thoughts

- That’s how he helps most is just by telling you about random shit he heard around the workplace. It does help and when you’re feeling better he’ll give you a pat on the shoulder and squeeze your hand with a smile

And that’s all!! Hope everyone enjoyed <3

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todoroki-waifu · 1 year

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Headcanons about Undertaker, William, and Lau with short gender neutral s/o?

Note: As always, thank you for the request!

Warning: Gender neutral reader.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 439

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~Undertaker~

He likes to make jokes here and there.

Might watch you struggle a bit to get a good laugh, but ends up helping you.

Does he change anything in his home to accommodate you?

Nah. He doesn't.

He doesn't like changing too many things around, plus you know him and his obsession with laughing.

Be aware that if someone else cracks jokes about you being short, he's going to laugh.

Undertaker eventually apologizes and tells you that the only reason why some people might make fun of you is because they're jealous.

They're jealous that they don't fit perfectly in his arms the way you do and that he can easily kiss you when he's sitting while you're standing.

If someone does take their teasing too far, he won't be laughing anymore.

And you know that isn't a good thing.

~William~

Doesn't think much of it.

Honestly forgets about yours and his height difference.

So when you're over his place, everything is set to his level.

William does eventually remember to put certain things at a more convenient placement.

He's a serious man so he wouldn't be making any jokes about you being short.

But will poke a person with his shears if they offend you.

Treats you like an equal, but again, forgets that there are certain things you need help with.

Like that time when he asked you to grab the tea from one of the cabinets and of course it happens to be at the highest point.

When he comes to check what was taking a while, he sees you attempting to dangerously climb on a chair to reach the tea.

Yeah, he wasn't going to let that happen again.

Also, when you're both cuddling, he secretly likes when you embrace him from behind. He's not sure why, but it feels comforting for him.

~Lau~

Short people problems? What are those?

Lau made sure to make everything convenient to you.

He's had people readjust cabinets and shelves in yours and his home.

Even if something was out of reach, there was always someone nearby to help you. Lau's told you multiple times to use them so you didn't have to trouble yourself.

If you're both out in town, he has his assistants following you and him with the purpose of aiding you.

Lau tells you constantly to hold onto him whenever you're out together.

Feels that people might take advantage of your height.

But he'd never allow it.

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stitched-mouth · 2 months

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Grim Reaper Masterlist

Anyone you see missing here are characters I don’t write for.

Codes

🦋 = Headcannons

💄 = Fem Reader

☘️ = GN Reader

🌷 = Fic

🖤 = Angst

🏳️‍🌈 = Gay

✨= Fluff

🌚 = NSFW

Undertaker

To Be Continued…

Ronald Knox

To Be Continued…

Grell Sutcliff

To Be Continued…

William T Spears

To Be Continued…

Othello

To Be Continued…

#stitched #stitched talks #stitched writes #black butler #kuroshitsuji #kuroshitsuji smut #kuroshitsuji x reader #black butler x reader #grim reaper #grim reaper x reader #undertaker #undertaker x reader #ronald knox #ronald knox x reader #william t spears #othello #othello x reader #grell sutcliff #grell sutcliff x reader

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officialundertakersmoocher · 12 days

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This account is purely dedicated to Black Butler

i have a separate account for other anime: @bubbles0bop

I am taking requests!!

Rules:

•I will take requests for all characters

•I will write NSFW 🔞 but not for minors

Masterlist:

Being Sebastian's S/O may include...

Being the Undertaker's S/O may include...

Grell with an Actor! S/O

Being Grell's S/O may include...

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raywritessometimes · 2 years

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How Demons Say Goodbye

Summary: Takes place after season 2 of Black Butler (spoiler warning!). After Ciel is turned into a demon, Sebastian says a last goodbye to Y/N before leaving with the earl.

Grimreaper! reader x Sebastian Michaelis

Wk: 1.5k

TW: slight angst? Kinda fluffy tbh

“Well this one’s got a particularly nasty record, ” Ronald exclaimed, watching reels of film stream from the body on the alley floor. “Murdered his wife and daughter. Tsk, tsk. That’s a big no-no.”

“Oh, that’s nothing. You see some twisted things after being on the job long enough,” you reply. “I once had a doctor who would steal the pinky toes off of newborn babies as payment for their delivery. The problem was that he wasn’t a very good doctor and a lot of children died.” In truth that wasn’t even close to some of the other things you’d witnessed, but scaring off the noobie seemed like a bad idea.

“Why'd he take their pinky toes?”

“It’s best not to question people’s intentions too much,” Will said from where he was inspecting the body on the ground. “Just enough to get an accurate reading on them. It is impossible to completely understand someone, and asking fruitless questions like ‘Why pinky toes instead of big toes’ is-”

“Hello? Are you three done?” Grell whined from her place leaning against the alley wall, watching people pass by on the main street. “It’s one body. Come on, I’m getting bored.”

Thump

“Ooh, a present? Pour moi?” A small table and four chairs had appeared in the alleyway, seemingly out of nowhere, with four cups of tea and a black box set on top of it. “I wonder what’s inside,” Grell said and moved to open the box.

“Would you please go see what she’s on about, Y/N?” Will grimaced, rolling his eyes, and returning to the body. You started walking over and examined the table. It was walnut wood cut to precision, with complimenting high-backed seats. Steam rose from the porcelain cups of tea in the cold London air. Upon closer inspection, the cups were filled with a rosy amber liquid that had been steeped to perfection and emitted the faintest smell of chrysanthemum.

And then there was the black box. The white silk ribbon it had been tied with was now discarded on the table, as Grell had already opened it up and picked out the contents within. You knew who had laid the table. Sebastian Michaelis. The only question left was-

“CIEL PHANTOMHIVE IS DEAD!” Grell shrieked, as she read off of the card she had found in the box. You grabbed the card from Grell’s hand, and read it again. Ciel Phantomhive is dead. You ran out of the alley, and onto the street, ignoring Will’s calls after you. He could handle the wild reapers for just a moment. It didn’t surprise you to hear that Ciel was dead after all that had happened last night. Memories flashed through your head of the labyrinth, the fighting, and the new contract. You’d witnessed it all until Sebastian had left with Ciel’s body to get his soul back. Maybe Ciel really was dead. Still, it didn’t hurt to double-check with Sebastian, right?

You scanned your surroundings until you found him. His tall figure hurried away along the rooftops, as shoppers and civilians continued their life below. You jumped up onto the closest building and chased after him.

He stopped at the edge above another alleyway when he felt you catch up to him, and you took one last leap to join him on the rooftop.

“Is Ciel really dead?” You asked.

“I figured you’d already know the answer to that question, Miss Y/N,” he said, turning around to face you. The demon’s handsome face looked at you, and you couldn’t help but admire it as you had many times before. Spotless skin, nearly as white as snow, but with just enough color to seem human. Thin lips which formed a perfectly crafted smile. And his eyes. A beautiful shade of red, like wine spilled after a night of fun.

“Will decided that he’d handle all souls that have been put into contracts,” you replied. “I never got to see the file.”

“I see,” Sebastian said, shifting his head. “No. The young master is not dead. Per Hannah’s contract, he has been turned into a demon, and I am to remain his butler.” You scrunched your brow. The events of last night had been chaotic, to say the least, but you weren’t expecting this. You couldn’t picture the young earl as a demon. He was too young, and his soul was supposed to go to Sebastian after their contract ended. Now if what Sebastian said was true, he was to serve the young demon forever. You knew he couldn't be happy about that, and hoped that he wouldn't come to resent the boy.

"I'm sorry," you reply. "What will you do now?"

"Whatever the young master wishes. For now, that means leaving London."

"Will you come back?"

"I don't know." You felt a small pang in your chest upon hearing those words. You'd become quite fond of the earl, and his butler, and despite that reapers weren't supposed to interact with humans or demons, you felt rather attached to the pair. Specifically Sebastian. You knew that nothing would come of those feelings, but you felt them nonetheless. Sebastian and Ciel would be gone for months at the least, forever at most. Even if they did come back, you might be reassigned to a new city before seeing them again. It hurt to think that this might be your last time seeing the demon.

"Can I do something selfish before you go?" You asked.

"I am merely a butler, Miss Y/N, you can do whatever you want." It pained you to hear him speak like that, knowing that he would never get his freedom so long as he served Ciel. You stepped forward anyway until only inches separated your bodies, and you could see the orange flecks in his crimson eyes. A feeling of lightheadedness washed over you, and you were reminded of the time you and Sebastian danced together at the Trancy Ball.

You leaned forward and brushed your lips against his cheek. A mere whisper compared to all the things you wanted to do with him, and all the locked-up emotions you wanted to scream from the rooftops. The kiss was so light you barely touched, but at every point your skin met his, it felt like it was on fire.

You pulled back quickly and felt a blush spread across your cheeks. It took all your effort to meet Sebastian's eyes again, and not just stare at his suit, or off into the London fog.

"I'm sorry. I was just worried that if I didn't do that now, I'd regret it in the future," you say sheepishly. Sebastian smirked, and you couldn't help but smile back.

"May I do something selfish as well, my lady?"

"Yes," you breathed out. As soon as you said the word, you felt a gloved hand gently caress your cheek, and another wrap around your waist. Sebastian leaned forward until your lips met his, and then kissed you deeply. Your heart jumped, and your hands shook slightly as you brought them up to cup his face. The kiss was small and intimate, but you could feel everything he intended when he pressed harder into the kiss and lightly sucked on your bottom lip. It was everything you'd hoped it would be and more. You weren't sure how much time had passed, as you relished in his presence and committed the demon’s features to memory. All you knew was that you didn't want it to end.

When Sebastian finally pulled away, your faces remained close. He moved his hand to lay on top of yours.

"Forgive me, Miss Y/N, but I don't want to have any regrets either," he whispered. Your heart burst at that, and you pressed another peck to his lips with a smile.

"You shouldn't keep the young master waiting," you say, and lift your hands from his cheeks.

"I suppose you're right," he replies, and you can't help but notice the small sigh he let out as well. "Goodbye, Y/N."

"Goodbye, Sebastian." The demon turned away, melancholy starting to creep onto his face. You wave after him with a smile, giving him one last picture of you to keep in his memories.

As Sebastian bounds to the next rooftop, you stay standing watching him leave, and can't feel the least bit sad. No, not when the man you'd slowly fallen in love with over the past year had admitted that he returned your feelings.

You returned to where the other reapers were all sitting around the table, sipping their tea.

"We finished with the record. Where'd you run off to?" Ronald asked.

"I tried to find Sebastian, but no luck," you reply, taking a seat next to him, and picking up your cup.

"No! I wanted to see Sebas-chan," Grell pouted. "I need to thank him for the gift."

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get a chance to," you say, before taking a sip. You smile into your cup because you know that there is no way in hell that you would let that be the last time you saw Sebastian.

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yandereaffections · 2 years

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Could I please have a Platonic!Yandere William T Spears with a timid sibling who just became a reaper? I wonder if he'd shed some tears 'cause of this or naw lol- ( Btw love your work!! Hope you have a nice day and take care! :D )

After the decades since his beginnings as a reaper its a pity he sees you come to the same fate as him but nevertheless it won't cause him to make a scene of some sort

The only uncharacteristic reaction the other reapers who watch william closely get to see is how he stops in his tracks for a solid five seconds, which is multiple seconds longer than usual mind you so those like grell definitely ended up shocked

While he may be stoic when interacting with you as if there was no relationship than strictly business between you two, due to wanting to keep you stationed with him he won't give upper authorities any reason to remove you from him. William does tend to be softer on you, not enough for those around to notice but a good amount to guide your through this new life and for you to see he did truly miss his little sibling

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getonite · 2 hours

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fav black butler fics of all time? 💕

ahh!!! i apologize for not responding when i 1st saw this. however, im glad u asked ^.^ these r almost all smut, bc well that's what i was into in the peak of my hyperfixation soooo...along with the fact that s*baciel is so prominent that i fear reading anything else bc of jump scares.

( already said this but... ) Please Keep My Secret by The_Littlest_Raindrop on a03.

they also have a whole bunch of fantastic works!

( this isnt a chaptered fic but a one-shot ) 'Night Steps' by @/z3nitsugf on here and on a03

( im kinky so... ) 'Little Minx' by The_Littlest_Raindrop ( again )

'The Phantomhive Diaries' by DCUnitedFanfics

this is one where the dynamics were both interesting a new to me so i enjoyed it.

can't think of anything else at the moment, so this is all i got! honestly, any of the older ones that started in like 2017-2019 where my favorite. and ofc, sebastian is my muse so...all x reader fics :D

#( ijichi button ) — nonnie #there were some undertaker ones i enjoyed too #( by The_Littlest_Raindrop on a03 )#but that's about it #i should dabble more in some grelle or william fics now that i think about it #kuroshitsuji #black butler x reader #black butler #sebastian michaelis #sebastian michaelis x reader #fic rec #fic reccomendations

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danddymaro · 2 years

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Unique | Willliam T. Spears x (demon) reader

The Reader is a lesser demon following Sebastian.

Kind of like the whole deal the Triplites had with Hannah (Even though some of us like to forget season 2 happened) lol

- It’s fanfic for a reason.

Word Count : 3335

Unique

'- Their kind,' the dark-haired shinigami started, his otherworldly green gems gleaming as they narrowed themselves towards the two creatures that spoke right on the Phantomhive property, not caring to hide away as the pests they were.

'They are disgusting,' He says to himself, a single finger of his used to lightly tap his falling lenses further up the bridge of his nose, fixing them.

"- Distasteful," he adds, sure to murmur the words with the same bitterness he tasted at their sight, disgust weaved within the very word as his eyes lay on only one of the demons.

While especially narrowed towards her, William released a low, sour sound of discontent.

She was dressed in a uniform that modestly fit her, the only bit of flesh visible being her face and hands.

A shy smile was always the expression, that, along with the doe-like gaze of her (e/c) colored eyes that seemed entirely too sweet, and that he knew for certain was all pretend.

"Foul creatures," he near sneered, as he watched (f/n) accept whatever order Sebastian had given her, all with a shine of definite adoration glimmering in her gaze.

She was his dedicated second hand, any order of his completed with the same loyalty he provided his master from what the reaper had observed.

- But why?

What did she gain?

Spears wondered while knowing that demons moved with hunger, selfishly.

so she must be getting something in return, and even if the tall, slender butler seemed rather tamed, it didn’t ensure that she was as well.

Sebastian offered the younger demon a smile, one of appreciation as she promised him to return with the task completed, something the other hellish creature believed to be true.

He had the utmost belief she would do so, and during then his shoulders lightly slacked.

Granted he was a demon, and yes of course the menial tasks of the day were done with little effort at times. However, he grew weary of having to do it all for himself because the other servants were of no help, and it wasn't exhaustion that had him bothered, but irritation at such incompetence.

- (f/n) had arrived weeks ago, bowing to him in submission, presenting herself to him as aid and offering her service to him even outside of their realm.

She'd trailed behind him from the demon world, wonder in her gaze as she visited a world she'd never been witness to.

She'd never formed contracts or felt the need to visit such a world, even for sustenance, but she quickly found the benefits of such deals.

She liked it, it was less...competitive.

She fared better here than in her own realm, especially under the senior's tutelage and guidance.

During her stay, she felt more at ease, but lately, there had been an itch she couldn't scratch, a nagging feeling that she simply couldn't ignore and made her warm skin prickly.

And it had plenty to do with the shadow that followed her, keen on her every move, as well as the strange, unfamiliar scent that went along with the presence.

But if Sebastian held no regard to it...she shouldn't either …right?

She shouldn't feel such caution...right?

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William T. Spears was a man of utmost respect, and carried himself as such.

His illuminated eyes were not uncommon amongst the shinigami so he never found them in any way attractive, nor anyone who bore them.

How could they be if everyone else had them as well?

So, never had he been intrigued by his own kind, especially not for their gaze.

Humans were like a job, nothing more, nothing less. He didn't think much of them and why should he?

None had ever been exceptional, and the only times a human had genuinely interested him were zero.

So, he observed them frequently but never thought much of them.

But, demons?

Demons were another story.

Demons held his interest because they were pests. they were vermin that could interrupt his work, and the little vermin that had introduced herself in the Phantomhive manor was one he felt a certain irritation for that plagued him during his motionless sleep.

"- You," he said icily as his scythe's end was shot towards her as he advanced straight forth.

In her defenseless, careless state, she'd only caught sight of him at the last second, just as she was put in his range and mercy. She scurried, her feet moving in a jumbled mess as she tried to gather her wits.

"Huh?! Wait! I mean no harm!" she said hastily, her immediate, cowering response happening right as the scythe was pointed towards her, aimed right at the center of her chest.

Her hands were up in defense as she visibly shook, making her look smaller as she shrunk and shivered in what was worry.

And he could only imagine that if she had been a dog, her tail would have been tucked beneath her, ears flat with fear.

"Demon.” he breathed, looking dead at her, disgust making him scrunch up his nose as he stretched his arm with the weapon, stopping short of the sharp end touching her.

"What is your business here," he gritted, certain she was up to no good.

They were never up to any good and he would waste no more time observing from the shadows, waiting for disaster to happen.

“Two of you in one household,” he muttered, “This place is slowly becoming a cesspool of you creatures,” he added with a tired breath.

“Now speak!” he said.

"I...I…NO! wait! " she stuttered seeing him stepping closer while she stepped back quickly, soon backing into the hard wall, the female gasping at the contact and looking back at it with disbelief.

In her moment of distraction, his hand that held his scythe moved, falling back to his side with the weapon as his other shot towards her.

He wasted no time and pinned her to the wall with his left hand going right to her neck, squeezing it tightly right from the start,

"Answer me!" He demanded as she wailed around trying to free herself, grabbing his arm with her two hands.

“You will answer me or meet your end,” he warned her with venom.

“What are you doing?!” she said with wide eyes, the frantic look she wore seeming genuine to him, which made him raise a brow.

However, his response was to add more pressure, and it wasn't long before she seemed to have given in.

Her hands fell off from his wrists, and her chin pointed down as her head slumped forward.

She stayed motionless for a couple of seconds before her eyes opened up to him and were adjusted into a harsh glare that glowed the color of her kind.

Her eyes gleamed that illuminating pink color he'd been witness to before, making his grip falter, enough for her to capitalize on.

"LET GO!" she ordered him, her once soft features sharpening into a fierce image.

Her sharpened fangs bared as she snapped at him, her left hand cutting through the air and striking right where he'd been with a quickness that definitely surprised him, but was not good enough to match him.

He'd jumped back and stood on the defense after he spun his weapon, ending with pointing it towards her offensively, ready to end her life right then and there if she took even one step in the wrong direction.

"I will ask you again, what are you doing here?" He pressed on, scowling.

“I live here!” she insisted, and he jutted the scythe forward, narrowly missing her as she pushed it to the side with a hand.

“This is your final chance,” he said while swinging the weapon as she ducked beneath it.

“What are you doing here...demon?” He growled, and he could see the agitation of her face grow.

"- And if you would have let me speak rather than attacking me, we would be discussing that issue!" she barked at him, clearly annoyed by him as she kicked the pointed end away, her sweet demeanor gone as she showed bite.

"- Honestly you shinigami are so unsophisticated and just plain barbaric," She muttered, shooting him an accusing glare with the snide remark as she jumped back from yet another strike of his.

Her arms crossed over her chest as she lifted her nose up, tutting.

She'd only met one other, the redheaded one, and from what she gathered, they were all so...crass.

- Unpleasant.

“To think you wear such fine suits and behave so...unsophisticated,” she judged with disappointment.

“-To think this world is crawling with you...pests,” she added with distaste.

"Excuse me!" he exclaimed, pushing up his glass and hastily approaching her with quick steps, getting in her face in a matter of seconds.

Battle aside,

' - How dare she?

Me?! A pest?!' he thought with insult.

"you heard me! Unsophisticated and barbaric, vermin need I spell it !?!" she said standing definitely, rising to the tips of her toes, and even then she looked small, like an annoying, little snotty child.

"- You little brat, " he sneered tightening his hand around the scythe's holder.

He wanted to swing it towards her, but refrained from doing so, just to not give her the satisfaction.

"little brat! I'll have you know I'm probably twice your age !" she exclaimed and with that final word she stomped her foot childishly and huffed.

- He doubted it.

"Twice my age and half my intellect," he quipped, the sudden proclamation making her shiver like a troubled little parrot with ruffled feathers.

"How dare you..." she said with disbelief that quickly shifted into a quick snort,

“At least I don't reek of stink, you foul, walking corpse," she huffed, her nose pointed up yet again in an arrogant manner that made him shiver with annoyance.

"And I suppose your filthy stench is any better?" he questioned her, to which she smirked.

"Ahh...so You don't deny your foul odor then?" she said while his breath hitched.

The choked sound he made gave her reason to smile, the half-lifted smirk making the thick pulsing in his head pound with more aggression.

To think he was getting a headache already.

- His shift had just started and he had a massive headache, and his pride was getting trampled over too.

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It had been weeks since they first interacted, mere days over two months, and that had been all it took for him to sit in peace with her.

At first it had been yet another bitter encounter, one interrupted by the head butler, who had also had the nerve to call him rude for trespassing, and much more ‘attacking’ an ‘innocent,’ young woman.

William had trouble even recalling the situation without an eyeroll of sheer annoyance, because yet again he was made to sound like a brainless brute.

Then, she offered a truce in the form of tea and sweets.

She seemed awfully reluctant, but not morso than he was as he rejected the offering.

Fast-forward,

And then one day they talked.

They had a simple conversation on a day he found dreadful at first, but that had shifted in mood when he found someone that was anyone but Grell Sutcliff to speak to.

She had been better company with Grell, and from then on silent glares turned into little hello’s.

Brief, dry hello’s morphed into actual greetings and occasional, scattered talks.

And scattered talks somehow evolved into something more.

That bit of time was enough for him to relax beside her, and he would blankly stare at the sight before him, which was the Phantomhive's tenderly cared-for garden.

"I am a weak demon," she said looking down at her small hands, knowing that whatever form they took, be it the large shape edged ends that were painted black or the mortal seeming innocent cuts that were that of a demure woman, they wouldn't be enough to fend her self properly.

Perhaps humans were quickly subdued by her, but other demons?

- Not likely.

"I have always been a weak demon," she said with shame, "So, I cling onto master Sebastian for support," she added with a faint smile, looking up at him with sad (e/c) eyes.

He'd asked her what Sebastian was to her, what he meant because the longer he spent around her, the more annoyance he felt at seeing the two be so familiar with each other.

Sebastian’s protection of her, and her loyalty to him was irksome to the reaper.

The more time he spent with (f/n), the more he wondered about them and thier connection.

“It’s my only hope for survival,” she added, a huff of an amused breath drawing from her gently painted lips that he considered were pleasant to look at during idle thoughts.

"To live as a parasite..." she said with lukewarm amusement, "Pathetic right?" she asked him, and he only listened, not knowing what to really tell her because he was actually dreading hurting her feelings.

He detested seeing her look sullen.

During then, he looked towards her to see her knees pulled up to her chest, her chin laying over them, and as she did that she seemed vulnerable, the woman looking even more innocent and breakable.

She looked so tiny and helpless that he felt the need to scoot closer to her as they sat on the cloth she'd lay out over the grass.

With the same gentle smile, she looked towards him, and continued to speak,

" You know... you could have more than likely killed me,” she confessed and he thought back to every moment his weapon had scraped by her neck, and much more every single misstep of hers he'd caught and could have taken advantage of, but didn't quite feel right to.

" And I owe him much," she added with a fond smile.

That smile... it caused his heart to feel … something odd, something that plagued him.

She shouldn't have looked so sweet, but she did, and he shouldn't have really been there to listen to her words as he did,

but...he did.

He looked down at his scythe as the weapon was laid out before him as a form of truce, something completely moronic, but that he'd suggested and went through with.

- He was a reaper.

It was not only his job or simple duty but his entire existence.

Slowly, his eyes went from his scythe to her, his glowing green gems greeting her fluorescent glow that glimmered beneath the moonlight like a lovely gemstone.

Just like reaper eyes, he hadn't considered them special before.

All demons had the same eyes when in their true forms.

Sebastian's were almost identical in color, in glow, and yet … yet hers, he considered beautiful.

(f/n)'s were ones he couldn't look away from and thought of fondly.

For just a moment they shone before reverting back to (e/c), the little flicker occurring every now and then.

The more human touch was not something he disliked, because he silently mused over how lovely they seemed too.

They shouldn’t have looked beautiful to him… but they did.

For some reason they did, and it made his teeth press hard together, his jaw locked.

'no...' he sat there in disbelief, his heart fastening, realization raining down on him.

' No..!' he told himself again, as though barking the order could do anything to stop just how much he was slowly understanding what he felt.

Late-night rendezvous wasn't something he should be engaging in, with a demon nonetheless.

His work meant everything to him.

He was his work, there was no line in between.

And (f/n)… (f/n) was a demon, a creature that hindered his profession by just existing, by feasting upon the souls he collected.

Throughout the moment she looked at him, her (e/c) colored eyes pretty beneath the lighting, almost innocent in the sense that they were terribly alluring.

"If I were to reach for my weapon..." he started, "What would you do?" he asked her, and the question surprised her.

she blinked repeatedly in silence and confusion, her head tilting slightly like a loyal puppy, not quite grasping at what he implied.

"Let you..?" she said with a soft smile, not understanding him, the idea not crossing her mind, and he released a low sigh at the answer.

She lived her life in caution, yet was trusting of him.

"Do you have to leave already?" she asked him with just a touch of disappointment, and it made him want to stay.

"If I were to make a mistake..." he then said his voice tremorous, "And if I were to take your hand instead... would you allow it," he asked her, and that certainly gave him a response that was more animated.

"Huh?!"

She glowed, her face burning at the question, and she looked away, her hands both pressed over her chest as she thought about it as she nervously wrung them.

- Quite demure, terribly sweet.

What in the world was he doing?

He felt heat rise over his face, gently settling as he mused over his own question.

"I would...I would let you," she answered back breathlessly, still not looking at him, having trouble even finding her voice.

"Even if I stink of death?" he asked with a quirked brow, his voice touched by amusement as he recalled her very words, rephrasing them back to her.

The bit of bashfulness she showed lessened as she smiled,

"- Only if you don't mind the scent of vermin," she said back, her (e/c) colored eyes peering over at his coyly.

Of all the beings in the world, of the many that existed... he'd fallen in love with a damn demon.

And at that moment, he leaned over, his right hand moving to the back of her head as he pulled her to him as she came closer, nearing his lips to hers in a slow manner that made his heart ache with anticipation he'd never felt before.

The sweet taste that graced him left him calmed, nearly dumb with how little he actually thought of anything other than her.

Again, he found himself gazing at those glowing eyes that had been roused out of sheer excitement and delight, and he actually found them beautiful, unique, and only because they belonged to (F/n).

Carnal desires were nothing to him, the need to touch any one else never being there until then.

His lower lip was then touched by his own tongue as he was tempted to dive in for another press.

He'd truly never felt anything for anyone.

Annoyance for Grell perhaps.

Vexation for Sebastian.

Satisfaction whenever his father approved of his work.

Tenderness?

His heart had never felt softer than for (f/n). That was for sure.

Lust?

Most certainly for (f/n). His cheeks glowed with the thought of falling back in, and even asking for more.

Outside, for all to see.

Love..?

Perhaps for (f/n).

If it wasn’t love that he felt now, it was too close for it not to be mistaken by it.

'To think that the one being that makes me feel something so...unique is a creature of the underground.

To think that right now... I want to reach for you again instead of my scythe,' he thought with conflict, his mind and heart in a battle.

His hand withdrew from her, and it instead hovered over the handle of his weapon.

Hesitantly, his fingers curled over the rod, bringing it close as he stood, all as she watched him with a look of let down.

She seemed rather disappointed, but it lessened with what he said during his departure,

"I will be back tomorrow..." he told her.

Perhaps it might have not seemed like the most romantic words to some, but to her, it was defiantly endearing, especially when he offered her a soft smile of comfort as he made the promise to come back.

#william t spears x reader #william t spears x reader insert #black butler #black butler william #kuroshitsuji fanfic #kuroshitsuji fanfiction #kuroshitsuji #kuroshitsuji x reader #black butler x reader insert #black butler x y/n #black butler x reader #black butler x female reader #black butler x you #william x reader #william x you #william t spears x you

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blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk · 2 years

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Soulmate alphabeth J with Will if you write for him?

SOULMATE AU ALPHABET

j…uxtaposition (your soulmate is the exact opposite of you, yet you find yourselves complementing one another).

I sure do!!

this is so cute omg he definitely needs someone to mellow him out a lil bit <3

Before you met your soulmate, you went through life fantasizing what they must be like.

You knew how it worked ― they were going to be your complete opposite. People describe you as upbeat, you smile a lot, you’re quite relaxed.

So you wondered if that meant your soulmate was going to be some uptight stiff who wouldn’t know fun if it smacked them upside the head. Although you vented your worries to your friends, and they assured you that you were exaggerating, you couldn’t help but think about that.

If they were going to be so different than you, then how would you get along? Surely it wouldn’t be so bad… this was the way it was for everyone, and plenty of people were incredibly happy with their soulmates.

You were still concerned, but it turned out you had no reason to be.

Your soulmate’s name is WILLIAM, and even though he’s this incredibly no-nonsense man, he’s not without feelings. He’s quite soft indeed when it comes you despite being quite strict when it comes to… everything and everyone else.

He’s trusted you with a lot of knowledge about his world, the world of Grim Reapers. It’s one of the reasons it was easy for him to parse that you were his soulmate; he works with souls on a daily basis, or at least he’s worked with them extensively in the past. He understands that part of the nature of people as a whole. Whether it’s humans or Reapers or demons or angels, every living creature possesses a soul.

It was rather inevitable that he would know before you did.

How long has it been since you met him first? Years, you think. On the one hand, you’re so happy with him, the time has flown by. On the other hand, every minute without him seems like an eternity.

Perhaps that’s what led you to be here at your own lunchtime, visiting the London branch of the Reaper Association where William works as a supervisor. You’re one of the few humans he allows inside at your own discretion so long as you don’t distract his juniors.

Of course, the scene that’s unfolding as you walk down the hallway to William’s office is one that’s played out many times before. There’s Agent Grell Sutcliff, someone you vaguely know, having clearly been dragged in after some kind of… incident… and William, listening to their unimpressed chatter as they try to defend whatever it was they were doing.

“Afternoon, darling,” you hum as you greet William with a kiss on the cheek. “What’s going on?”

As soon as Grell sees you, their face lights up. “Oh! (Name)! Thank goodness, my knight in shining armor! You’ll get me off the hook, won’t you, sweetie??”

You snort. “That depends! What did you do?”

“What they did is irrelevant,” William interjects. He pushes his glasses up before giving you the most withering look he can muster when it comes to you. (Which is maybe a quarter of the one he gives everyone else.) “All you need to know, (Name), is that their actions have been the cause of more paperwork, so they need to do said paperwork instead of playing hooky.”

“Awww.” You lean against the wall and look down at Grell with fake disappointment. “You did the crime, Grell, so you have to do the time.”

They pout at you. “Oh! Well, I see how it is! Let me turn around so you can retrieve your knife from my back!!”

Your hand makes its way through William’s hair, mussing it up a bit. Another kiss is pressed to his cheek for good measure. “Buuuut, William, my love… are you sure they need to do all the paperwork today? Look at the poor dear ― they do have a life, you know! Maybe they were planning to go kiss their beau or something.”

Your soulmate arches an eyebrow at you. “Perhaps they should have thought of that before causing their usual brand of mischief.”

“Oh, have a heart!” You slip your hand down from his hair to his shoulders. “I know you’ve got one under all that professionalism. Cut Agent Sutcliff a little bit of slack. They did just do a bunch of overtime as a favor to you last week. Fair’s fair, isn’t it?”

The look William gives you speaks to exasperation, although the edges of it round out when his eyes meet yours. After a moment, he sighs quietly and turns back to Grell, no less stern than he was a few seconds ago. “Agent Sutcliff, I expect you to count yourself lucky. For this extra paperwork, I’ll give you an extension of twenty-four hours to complete it. Have it submitted by 6 P.M. tomorrow or there will be consequences which I can assure you that you will not like.”

“(Name), you’re an angel! I’m so sorry I doubted you!” Grell squeals, jumping up to hug you. For what it’s worth, you return the hug happily. “I owe you one!”

“And I’ll take it when you least expect it!” you grin. “Now go… kiss your beau or whatever you had planned!”

You don’t have to tell them twice; they’re off like a Roman candle, sprinting down the hallway.

Once they’re gone, William takes you in his arms to give you a kiss. He keeps it brief given that he’s still in the office, but there’s no shortage of affection poured into it. “You realize that I only compromised because it was your suggestion. Had you not saved their sorry rear end, they would have gotten home rather late.”

“I know. And that’s exactly why I stepped in.” You smile into the kiss, pressing yourself against him. “Even though they need to do the paperwork, I think you all work yourselves much too hard. The entire office needs some leeway, including Grell. And including you.”

“Mmh,” he murmurs, as if he doesn’t quite believe that. “Is this your way of asking me to come home early?”

“Perhaps. What do you say?”

His eyes drift closed, and just like a minute ago, he gives you a gentle sigh. “I can’t shirk my duties entirely. I can’t simply leave now. How about if I come home an hour early?”

Everything else aside, the two of you really do balance out each other nicely.

You look forward to balancing him out and having him balance you out for the rest of your life.

#Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #William #William T. Spears #William x reader #Grell #reader insert #meme reply #romantic #fluff #slice of life #OH he needs someone like this hahahaha #I love it so much <3 #one hell of a queue

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liar-liarpantsonfire · 1 year

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Black Butler Characters Playing The Pocky Game

Disclaimer! All of the characters that are cannonly minors are aged up!

My au can be seen in this post!

My grammar is awful, my apologies if there is mistakes!

Summary: The pocky game everyone's heard of it and most people have played it! So why not introduce it to the Black Butler characters?

Modern or Victorian: This is set in the modern day.

Apparently no matter the universe there exists a game involving stick-like biscuits covered in a delicious coating with all sorts of flavours. The pocky game, the game where you each place your lips on the end of the biscuit and slowly inch closer until one of you backs out or eventually your lips meet. No matter the universe, this game seems to follow you. Regardless of the game though, you had to admit that the treat was delicious and you couldn't deny the game was entertaining.

One lovely day while shopping you spotted the treat and bought a few boxes, slipping them into your bag and beginning to head home, pulling out your phone and messaging them to ask if they'd like to have some snacks and mabey play a game?

Once you got back you placed your bag down, sitting on the couch and pulling out your phone. You aimlessly scrolled through tiktok before getting a notification to let you know they were on their way. Perfect.

Sebastian Michaelis

After a few minutes you hear a knock at the door and quickly jump up to awnswer it, a small smile on your face as you did so. You swung the door open and Sebastian looked to you. "Hello!" You beamed, moving to the side to let him in.

"Hello dear." He said softly, looking to you and meeting your eyes with a small smile. "What exactly is this game then and these snacks, pocky?" Straight to the point, as usual. He walked in, shutting the door behind him.

You smiled, reaching into your bag and pulling out one of the boxes, passing it to Sebastian. "Mhm! They're just stick-like biscuits covered in chocolate but they come in all sorts of flavours, try one." You smiled, watching him closely, curious to see his reaction as you sat together. He carefully opened the box, taking one out and placing the rest to the side as he took a bite.

"Its nice, I suppose, you humans do have odd ideas for food." He said firmly causing you to look away, a little embarrassed that you'd forgotten he couldn't quite taste food or at least not the food you were used to. "So this game?" He raised an eyebrow and your head perked up again.

"Right the game!" You took another stick from the box. "Its simple, really, each person puts one end of the stick in their mouth, inching closer with small bites and the first person to back out looses. If neither of you back out eventually your lips will meet. Make sense?" You asked gently, Sebastian nodding. "Perfect."

You placed your lips on one end, Sebastian following. Your eyes met his as you slowly inched towards each other, each taking small bites. You looked away from his eyes, you could feel his hot breath hitting your face.

After a moment, you felt your lips meet, Sebastian's hand on your cheek. He nibbled at your bottom lip, taking the last peice of the snack from you but he didn't pull away, and neither did you. Soft clicking and smacking noises filled the empty room before Sebastian slowly pulled away.

"I think I'd say I won that round." He had a sort of smug expression on his face that made you want to try again.

"Round two?" You suggested with a confident smile but he shook his head, his hand now on your waist.

"I think I have a different idea." He said softly, his lips meeting yours once again.

Ciel Phantomhive

After a few minutes you hear a knock at the door and quickly jump up to awnswer it, a small smile on your face as you did so. You swung the door open and Ciel looked to you. "Hello!" You beamed, moving to the side to let him in.

Ciel gave you a gentle nod to thank you for letting him in before sitting on the couch and looking up to you. You shut the door, pulling a box of pocky from the bag and sitting next to him.

"Pocky?" He looked up to you with an almost judging expression which you simply ignored.

"Mhm, just try it." You said firmly, Ciel's judging expression not leaving him. "You like sweet things, don't you?"

"I have to be in the mood-"

"Just try it." You interrupted causing him to roll his eyes and open the box, pulling one out and taking a bite. He finished it pretty quickly, looking to you. "Did you like it?"

Ciel sighed and nodded. "Yes, it was nice." He said firmly, "Now, you said something about a game? Care to tell me?" The expression on his face no longer judgemental but curious.

"Right, yes." You smiled. "The game is simple, really, we each attach our lips to opposite ends of the treat and take small bites. The first person to back out looses. If neither of you back out eventually your lips will meet and you'll have to. Does that make sense?" Ciel sighed.

"Yes, that does."

"Perfect." You took another stick of pocky out of the box, attaching your lips to one end and Ciel doing the same. You inched closer, not keeping eye contact with him.

After a moment you could feel his gentle breath mixing with yours as he took the last bite, your lips meeting for a moment before you both, slowly, pulled away.

Ciel looked up to you with a blush, clearing his throat. "Uhm. I dont think either of us won that." He looked away. You shook your head, shuffling closer to him, placing your hand on his chin and kissing him softly, again, making eye contact. "No, we didn't..."

Alois Trancy

After a few minutes you hear a knock at the door and quickly jump up to awnswer it, a small smile on your face as you did so. You swung the door open and Alois looked to you with a soft smile "Hello!" You beamed, moving to the side to let him in.

"Hello love!" He chirped, walking in as you shut the door behind him. "Its nice to see you again, it's been a while." You nodded, "Too long." Your tone was gentle, Alois smiling as you spoke.

You sat on the couch with him, your hands brushing against each other. Alois looked to the bag then back up at you. "Soooo what snacks did you get?" The curiosity and joy in his voice was rather sweet in a way.

You grabbed the bag, pulling out a box of pocky passing it to Alois. He examined it before just opening the box and pulling out a stick and taking a bite, his eyes sparkling as he did so. He quickly finished it, making eye contact with you. "These are great! Where'd you get them?" You couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Most grocery stores sell them, if you want to get the best ones there's that little shop in town that sells a bunch of Japanese snacks. The ones they sell in there are really good!" You beamed, Alois giggling softly at your slight ramble. He nodded, thanking you and taking out another stick of pocky and placing it into his mouth.

"There's also a game you can play with them that I wanted to show you!"

"A game?" You'd definitely peaked his curiosity.

You nodded, taking out a stick. "One player puts one end of the stick in their mouth and the other follows. You take small bites and the one who backs out first looses and if neither of you back out your lips will eventually meet." He said firmly.

"So it's a game of chicken?"

"Essentially, yeah!"

"Sounds fun!" Alois chirped. You nodded, placing one end of the stick in your mouth and signaling for the him to do the same which he happily did. You slowly inched towards closer and closer, you lips grazed against each other and before you could pull away Alois took the last bit from your mouth, his hand slipping into your hair. You slowly moved closer but Alois pulled away as you did so.

"Why did yo?-" He put a finger to your lips, pulling out another stick.

"Round two? I believe I won the first one." Alois said with a sort of cocky smirk. You nodded, placing your lips on one end of the stick and him following.

Grell Sutcliff

After a few minutes you hear a knock at the door and quickly jump up to awnswer it, a small smile on your face as you did so. You swung the door open and Grell looked to you. "Hello!" You beamed, moving to the side to let her in.

"Hello, darling!" She walked in, shutting the door behind her, hugging you gently. She was in that red coat she always wore, her body heat mixed with yours in the embrace. After a moment, she let go, sitting on the couch with you.

You both made polite conversation for a while before you pulled a box of pocky out of your bag. Grell looked to the box in your hands; smiling, you passed it to her. "Pocky?" She looked up at you with a curious expression or was it confused? Mabey a little bit of both! You nodded, signaling for her to open the box. She did so, taking one out and starting to eat it. Grell looked to you with a smile as she finished it, "Those are really nice." She said gently, box still in hand.

You took one out and nodded. "They are." You said softly. "What's great about them is the game you can play, care to try?" Grell nodded and you smiled to yourself. "The rules are simple, each person places one end of the stick into their mouth and they get closer as they take small bites, first one to back out looses!"

"And if neither of you back out?"

"The person with the bigger peice at the end wins either way but if neither of you back out it'll end with your lips meeting. Does that make sense?" She nodded and you smiled. "Perfect!"

You attached your lips to one end of the stick, Grell doing the same. You both got closer and closer slowly, you could feel her breath against your lips and smell her red lipstick. After a moment, you lips met and Grell gently gripped your shirt, the other hand on your waist, as she pulled you closer. Soft smacking and clicking sounds filled the room, Grell not letting go for a little while.

Eventually, the two of you pulled away and you had a light blush grazing your cheeks, as did she. Red lipstick marked you lips, the taste of the pocky still in your mouth. Grell placed the box to the side, "Screw the game." She said softly, pulling you into another kiss, this one more passionate.

William T Spears

After a few minutes you hear a knock at the door and quickly jump up to awnswer it, a small smile on your face as you did so. You swung the door open and William looked to you. "Hello!" You beamed, moving to the side to let him in.

Will walked in, shutting the door behind him with a sigh. "Hello, dear." He said firmly, it wasn't he didn't want to be there, he'd just finished working overtime curtsey of Grell. You sat him down, sitting across from him.

"How was overtime?" You asked, desperately trying not to giggle, he certainly wasn't amused by the teasing.

"Fine, thank you."

You sighed softly, pulling out a box of pocky and passing it to him. "Try one." Will sighed, opening the box and pulling a stick of pocky out, eating it and looking to you.

"Its not bad. Is this all you asked me to come over for?" He gave you a look but you knew he was being genuine.

"Mmm kind of! I also wanted to show you a game involving them!" You shuffled closer to him.

"Go on?"

"Ok! So!" You took out another stick. "Its simple, really, each person puts one end of the stick in their mouth, inching closer with small bites and the first person to back out looses. If neither of you back out eventually your lips will meet." You had an almost confident smile as you explained.

"Sounds like a waste of time." He sighed. "But if it'll make you happy." You nodded. "Alright then..."

You placed your lips on one end on the stick and Will followed, you both got closer slowly, bite after bite. As Will went to pull away, you took the last piece, your lips meeting. After a moment, he leant into it, his hand on your arm before slowly pulling away again. He cleared his throat and you pulled out another stick.

"Round two?"

That's it for now! I may end up making another one if anyone has any other characters they'd like to see! If you do please let me know! <3

#black butler #black butler x reader #black butler x y/n #blackbutler #x reader #pocky challenge #pocky game #sebastian michaelis #sebastian x reader #ciel phantomhive #ciel x reader #alois trancy #alois x reader #kuroshitsuji #kuroshitsuji x reader #grell sutcliff #grell x reader #william t spears #william x reader

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thatanimewriter · 2 years

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KUROSHITSUJI MASTERLIST.

✦ - fluff

❖ - angst

☼ - general (reader excluded)

☾ - suggestive

⛧ - crack

☁ - series

✼ - supporters only

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 + 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

── 𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐒.

mistress s/o walking down the halls at night (✦) reader who isn’t scared of his demon form (✦) reader who isn’t scared of his demon form pt. 2 (☾) shatter (❖) fem!s/o dies from sickness when he’s away (❖) reader who is adopted and has major insecurities (✦)

── 𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄.

── 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐘.

multilingual s/o (✦, ⛧)

── 𝐌𝐄𝐘-𝐑𝐈𝐍.

an s/o from a higher class (✦) flirty!reader being flirted with instead (✦, ⛧)

── 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐘.

an s/o from a higher class (✦) s/o who is sweet but only to them (✦) multilingual s/o (✦, ⛧)

── 𝐄𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐃.

── 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐘.

── 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐔𝐓𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄.

a shy girlfriend (✦) platonic relationship with a child!reader who looks up to her (✦) reader who is adopted and has major insecurities (✦) reader 1 year clean from self-harm (✦)

── 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐌 𝐓. 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒.

── 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃.

── 𝐉𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐑.

multilingual s/o (✦, ⛧) reader who is adopted and has major insecurities (✦)

── 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓.

── 𝐃𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑.

multilingual s/o (✦, ⛧)

── 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋.

── 𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐄.

gardener s/o who isn’t scared of snakes (✦) an s/o from a higher class (✦) s/o who is sweet but only to them (✦) s/o with a forked tongue (✦, ☾) multilingual s/o (✦, ⛧) snake’s the type of guy (✦)

── 𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐑.

── 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐓𝐎𝐍.

── 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋.

── 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓.

reader who is adopted and has major insecurities (✦)

── 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊.

── 𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃.

── 𝐉𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓.

── 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐀.

── 𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐈.

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magicalara · 1 year

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A Date to Amaze

"How would Grelle, Sebas, William, and Undie plan a first date with a fem (or gn) reader 🤔" requested by the lovely @cafeguaba-blog

I hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting!!

Includes: Grelle Sutcliff, Sebastian Michaelis, William T Spears, Undertaker x gn reader

TW: none :)

❤ Grelle Sutcliff ❤

- When Grelle goes to plan your first date with her, she’s almost shaking thinking about it. Not necessarily out of nervousness, though the feeling is present, but more out of excitement. She is purely just…excited to be able to go out with you after having had feelings for you for so long.

- We’ve seen her crush on William, that thing has been around practically since they first met; can you just imagine how long she waits before properly making a move on you?? Sure, there’s the flirting and subtle innuendos (with consent, she does make sure you’re okay with them first) that she makes, but like, that’s because it’s Grelle Sutcliff. If she isn’t flirting in some way or form at least once a day then there is something wrong.

- But this?? No, this is special, and Grelle will make sure that you feel how much she really does care for you even if it kills her

- She knows that there’s that little niggling feeling of doubt that comes with her having a romantic interest in someone, what with the way she always talks about her dear Bassy and William and all. As such, she wants to be able to solidify that you are the only person in her sights.

- Grelle has the absolute urge to go all out for your first date, extravagance is her forte, after all. However, she also knows that “above and beyond” isn’t the best approach to this. So instead of the super fancy and expensive dinner and best seats to the latest show at the theater, Grelle plans a nice dinner at a little hole-in-the-wall place she frequents when she’s out reaping.

- She still shows up at your doorstep with the nicest bunch of roses that she can find, and pays for dinner, and even walks you home afterwards, but she tries to keep the extravagance to a minimum. Grelle knows she doesn’t have to be dramatic around you, she can be the calmer, more real version of herself that she usually keeps hidden.

- Towards the end of the night, as you both walk with your fingers interlocked and hands swaying slightly between you two, she realizes how nice it was to be able to just be…herself. Not the fabulous Grelle Sutcliff, red reaper, but just Grelle (though she most definitely is still fabulous)

- And if you end the date with the offer to cuddle up on the couch with some tea or wine or coffee, well, who is she to say no?

👿 Sebastian Michaelis 👿

- Is Sebastian capable of love?? Let’s ask that question first. /j

- No, but in all seriousness, if you’ve managed to capture the heart of this demon, props to you because whew boy. Sebastian doesn’t just like someone, he doesn’t harbor little crushes, no. When Sebastian falls for you, he falls for you. You are all that he thinks about whenever he allows his mind to wander and as much as he might will himself to stop at first, he just can’t.

- And so he does the only thing he knows- he asks you out on a date. He thinks that it will be a cure-all to get rid of his feelings, but uh yeah no, that’s not how that works, silly demon. Our Sebas doesn’t know any better, though, and so, in his mind, a perfect date will get you out of his head and won’t cause any long-term issues.

- Let’s be honest here- anything Sebastian does will be perfect because that’s just how he is. But this date?? Oh, honey, he goes above and beyond to make sure everything’s extra perfect. He doesn’t want to get too far away from Ciel so your date will have to be on the grounds of the manor but he makes sure that everything is still as amazing as it would have been if you guys were somewhere else.

- Sebastian plans a nice picnic out in the gardens for the two of you to enjoy around sunset. Living in such a secluded area does have its perks, after all, and the sunsets are most definitely one of those perks. Sebastian knows a perfect section where you can just see the land stretch out as the colors of the sky are painted before your eyes.

- He admires your features as you admire the sky and, as it gets darker and darker, realizes that he really was in love and there was no way he could rid you from his mind or heart; no, you were there to stay. And so, once the sky was dark enough where he knew it was safer to bring you inside, Sebastian grabs your hand and does just that, promising a warm cup of tea and an even better view of the night sky from above.

- Your night ends with you leaned up against his side next to a window as he tells you stories of the stars and all the endless possibilities they hold, the demon next to you completely and utterly enthralled with how such a rough being such as himself could possibly deserve the angel next to him.

👓 William T Spears 👓

- William T Spears is a busy man who has no time for such frivolous activities like dating…right? That’s what he, as well as everyone else in the office, thought.

- But then, here you were, a member of the library staff, not only just as enthralled by reaper history as he is, but even more so enthralled by reaper history. Sure, he knew his quick facts here and there, but never did he think he’d be able to find someone who could practically recite every history book cover to cover.

- And that’s just the tip of the iceberg as to why William is absolutely captivated by you; you’re also amazingly sweet and nice to everyone, have really funny jokes, actually do your work, and are just captivatingly beautiful. It also helps that you work in the library bc that’s his favorite place and he has a thing for librarians

- Anyways, because it’s been so long since Will’s thought of anything romantic, he doesn’t really know how to ask you out. So what does he do? Make what was, in his mind, not a very good decision at first. He went and asked the one guy he knew who knew everything about dating: Ronald Knox.

- Ronald’s shocked at first because William T Spears??? dating??? It’s a miracle y’all. But once the teasing went down, Ronald gets to business asking everything that Will knows so that he can help make sure this date is successful. He’ll even go in and be a wingman to his senior if need be.

- They find out your favorite flowers, drinks, food, activities, any and everything they need to. The best course of action seems to be a new exhibit at a museum that you took an interest in recently but haven’t had much time to visit. So when it comes time to ask you out, William shows up at the end of your shift with a small bouquet of your favorite flowers and a proposition to go to the museum and maybe stop by a cafe afterwards if time permits. He’s all nervous on the inside, but is very good at hiding it.

- Obviously, you accept and the date goes just amazing. Both of you thoroughly enjoyed the exhibit with all it had to offer. William definitely did that thing where he just stands back and watches you as you get all excited with a small smile on his face.

- No kisses happen at the end once he’s brought you back to your apartment (he is a proper gentleman after all), but he does give you a hug goodbye and watches as he makes sure you get inside.

- Ronald hounds him the day after wanting to know how it went and bragging that of course it went well because William had the expert Knox on his side. William gives him overtime for the comment afterwards

💀 Undertaker 💀

- It had been so long since Undertaker had had someone who he thought of in such a way with such a strong prospect of it going well that he almost surprises himself at how happy he is whenever you end up walking into his shop. One thing’s for sure, though: he doesn’t want to mess this up.

- Undertaker knows he isn’t the best partner in the world, he runs an underground necromancy ring for heaven’s sake. But what he is good at is being romantic so his first date with you will be as romantic in his little way that he can make it.

- He doesn’t really leave the shop very much (definitely not for dates, at least) so for your first date, he plans to take you stargazing on the roof. He bakes his little treats and makes that really good tea that he only saves for special occasions. There’s even an old telescope he drags out of his storage so you can see the sky better.

- It’s a beautiful night out, but Undertaker definitely says that you’re more beautiful than all the stars in the sky. Wraps his arms around you from behind and sways as you just gaze out at the sky, humming any random tune that comes to his mind.

- Just lots of soft, whispered affection. Undertaker doesn’t really do the whole “date first, relationship later” thing, y’all are already together I probably should have mentioned that first oops. But basically, when he finds someone that won’t leave his mind and they aren’t leaving physically, Undertaker doesn’t waste time. Sure, he has all the time in the world, but he is all too aware of the fact that you don’t.

- So he’ll spend as much time as he can giving you affection and showing his love for you, this “first date” is no exception to that rule. Undertaker is a romantic, but he also doesn’t do those huge grand gestures to show it; these moments under the stars are all that he needs.

- The date ends with him insisting that you stay over as it’s much too late for you to go home now and “No lady should be out wandering late at night lest they get into some sort of issues, especially when they’re as pretty and precious as you, m’dear.”

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