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Black Butler Seven Minutes In Heaven Grell
You get called to the center of the room to pick an item from Grell's hand bag. After feeling around for a moment, something your think you recognize gets your attention. You lift the item you've chosen up and out of the purse to reveal a group of cherries. "Hey, these are still in really good shape. I think I could even eat these."
"Don't you dare, those are for my Bassy." Grell quickly grabbed the cherries out of your hand, dropping the purse to the ground with a loud thud. "Put them back in my purse, pick something else."
William roughly hit Grell over the head with his scythe. "Stop prolonging this idiocy and get in the closet."
Grell immediately straightened up. "Fine, but I want you all to know that I am not going to enjoy this. Not even one little bit." Taking your hand he roughly pulled you into the closet. "Some one time us, only seven minutes now. I don't want to be in here any longer than I have to be." Grell slammed the two of you in the closet and plopped down on
Black Butler Seven Minutes In Heaven Ashe
Grell calls you to the middle of the great room so you can take your turn. He holds out his bright red purse filled with items for you. "Good luck." He winked at you as you placed your hand inside.
You felt around for a moment until something very soft brushed against your fingers. Choosing that item, you lifted it from the purse, revealing it to be a pure, white feather. "This is really pretty, but I have no idea who it belongs to."
"That belongs to me. But you may keep it if you would like. I have no need for it anymore." Ashe moved from the corner of the room and walked over to you. He seemed uninterested in you and the idea of the game. You also noticed that Sebastian was glaring at him. "What's the matter Sebastian, afraid I'll hurt your friend?" He grinned and took your hand. "I suppose you'll just have to trust me." Ashe led you to the closet and found you a place to sit.
"Ashe, do be nice to her." Grell seemed worried. "She's never done anything wron
Black Butler Seven Minutes In Heaven Alois
You followed Grell's orders, walking up to the center of the room and placing your hand inside the bright red purse. After feeling around for a moment you come upon something easily recognizable. You lift it out of the handbag and look at it. "A toy spider. Whose is this?"
"It's mine of course." Alois scoffed at your question. "You can keep that. I don't want it back. Think of it as a sort of charity." He grinned at you sarcastically. "Why are we still standing out here anyway? I want to get inside the closet, like five minutes ago." He grabbed your hand and quickly dragged you off to the closet. "Okay, let's do this."
Grell followed you two to the closet. "Okay you two, have fun." He smiled wide, revealing his pointy teeth at you both. "Don't do anything I wouldn't now. We don't want to have any problems." He laughed and shut the door.
"Wait, it's dark in here. I don't like the dark." Alois began stumbling around the closet looking for some source of light. "I hate it when i
Black Butler Seven Minutes In Heaven William
"It's your turn to play. Now come up here and stop wasting time." Grell pulled you to the center of the room, picking up his purse and holing it out for you. "Pick something good now, I want to be entertained." He smiled wide.
You reached into the bag and felt around for a bit. A moment later you lifted out a crumpled piece of paper. You unwrinkled it to read the name on it. "It says William T. Spears. Guess that makes it pretty obvious who it belongs to huh?"
William stood up, walked over to you and adjusted his glasses. "I do apologize. I honestly didn't bring any items suited to put in a purse. When Grell called me here he said it was an emergency. I was not prepared to play a game suited for school children."
Grell was puffing and ranting behind the two of you. "How dare you pick my Williams name out. Out of all the items in my purse you have to pick that one! The horror of it all." Grell swooned dramatically, almost falling to the floor. "I just d
Captured Undertaker X Reader
“God, why does my head hurt so bad.” You tried to rub your sore head, only to realize your arms, and legs were strapped down. “The heck? Why am I in restraints?” Panic and anger set in. Your heart was racing and your breath became rapid. You had no idea where you were or why you were there. You pulled in vain with all your might against the restraints. Finally, feeling you had no other option, you started to scream as loud as you could.
After a moment of screaming, you heard a mans voice. “Hello there love. I didn't expect you to wake so early.” The man let out a cackle, one you would be able to recognize until the end of time. “Let me just untie you then now love.”
“I'm going to kill you. Do you have any idea how scared I was?” You wanted to slap him so badly it wasn't funny. Unfortunately your hands were still tied down by your sides.
“Yes love, I think the whole street knows, what with all
Black Butler Seven Minutes In Heaven Aleister
“Give me just a teeny moment to think here.” Grell placed his hand on his chin as he thought. “I want the next player to have a certain quality.” He walked around the room, stopping at you. “Hmm, yes, I think you'll do perfectly.” After quickly adjusting his glasses he pulled you to the center of the room. “Okay, you can pick now.” Grell gave you a wink as he held out his purse for you.
You placed your hand inside and shuffled around the items. Something very hard and ovular hit the back of your hand. You lifted it up and looked at it. The item was a marbled green color almost like jade, but much lighter. It was also rather heavy. The object reminded you a bit of an egg. “What is this? Some sort of glass Easter egg or something?”
A loud gasp came from the other side of the room. “Heavens no! That's Jadeite!” Aleister walked over to you with large fluid movements. “I thought a woman of your beauty wo
Black Butler Seven Minutes In Heaven Bard
Grell walked over to you, half dancing and grabbed hold of your hand. “I have chosen you as the next player my dear.” He giggled. “Don't you just feel lucky?” You were brought to the middle of the room and offered Grell's purse. “Go ahead and chose.”
You were a little bit nervous, but placed your hand inside. There was one item you easily recognized. Deciding to go with it, you lifted it from the purse. You had chosen a large metal mixing spoon. “Umm, I don't know who's item I got.”
“Hey, that's mine.” Bard jumped from the couch excitedly and took his place next to you, he was smiling ear to ear.
“Normally I'd have something sarcastic to say, but honestly I don't have any opinion about this guy.” Grell shrugged and walked to the closet. “Get in here you two.” The two of you took your place inside the closet. “See you in seven, don't blow anything up Bard.” Grell l
Black Butler Seven Minutes In Heaven Ronald
“I say, all these handsome men are simply becoming too much.” Grell fanned himself. “I may soon have to retire from hosting. Heavens knows what may happen if I don't.” He giggled, while walking in a rather silly fashion up to you. “You ready to play? Follow me my dear.” Grell grasped your hand and took you to the center of the room. Before he'd even lifted the purse up for you to choose an item, the large double doors to the room sung open.
“Sorry I'm late, I had to finish up some things at work.” Ronald smiled wide. “I'm here now though. Oh, and it looks like my partner's all ready to play.” He strutted up to you and took your hand. “Why do you look so surprised? Didn't think I'd show?”
“Ronald, you can't just barge in here and steal the player. You have to go by the rules.” Grell stomped his feet in anger.
“I wasn't here for the rules though, so they don'
Black Butler Seven Minutes In Heaven Ciel
Grell calls you to the middle of the room to pick out an item from his purse. You feel around, picking a small item as yours. It's a piece of candy baring the Funtom label. Even though you know Ciel ran the Funtom company, you weren't sure if he was the one who put the candy in the purse. "Is this your item master Ciel?" You held the small item between your thumb and pointer fingers for him to see.
Ciel didn't look pleased that you were holding his item. He nodded. "Yes, unfortunately it is. I thought with an item as small as that, my chances of getting picked were rather slim. Apparently not." He scoffed and stood up, reluctantly heading for the closet.
"Oh my, he doesn't seem happy at all now does he? You'd better hurry along now before he get's impatient with you." Grell giggled as he walked you to the closet. "I'll be back for you two in seven minutes now." He winked and blew you both a kiss. "Have fun." The door now shut and locked, you sat in dar
Secret affairs UndertakerXReader part one
Your mother had just died. You decided to proceed to the undertaker. You looked for the most loved in England. You came across one simply known as "Undertaker." You rode a carriage to the simple shop. You opened the door, and saw no one.
"Undertaker? Are you here?" Your 16-year-old voice cracked in embarrassment. You weren't so good at speaking, especially in emotional times such as this.
"Oh, well 'ello then! You must be ___, here about your mother, 'my correct my lady?" The door on a coffin on the back wall slid open. Giant round, green eyes shown through hair. Long black fingernails shined a glossy glow in the dim environment. You got an eerie feeling from this man...something was different about him.
"Yes, sir...that's me. My mother should be here...her name is-"
"Oh, miss I'm already well aware, very well aware. Your mother looks like she'll be quite e trouble to fix up...ye-hehehe...but I like. Challenge. Yes I do. So, you wanted to show me what to do with her, is that correct?"
Secret affairs UndertakerXReader part 2
You two sat in the main room. His smile faded and he suddenly became very serious.
"As I said....it's apparent your mother did not tell you something vital about her
, and her husband. You won't believe this, but I can prove it. Also, you can't tell a souls ye-hehe...listen carefully. Your mother was a grim reaper, a shinigami, as was your father..." He took a sip of his tea. "They probably wanted to wait until they thought you could handle this, love, but you seem quite capable of understanding such a simple concept.
"Shinigami? Meaning death gods?" You grew stiff. "That means..."
"Yep, that means you are too...it also means that your mothers death was anything but ordinary. Se was killed by someone else's death scythe. This is generally quite against the rules...and I know your mother wouldn't have deserved such a cruel death, or death anyway..." He smiled once again. "Though, your mother entrusted me sixteen years ago to watch over you If anything were to happen. It may not so
Secret affairs. UndertakerXReader (part 3)
The undertaker allowed you to sleep in a coffin. There wasn't much room, and , he was right. It definitely was not pleasant to have to stay in such a...weird place, to put it nicely.
"Good morning, me love. I've enrolled you in shinigami school! You'll be the rookie, ye-hehehe, you'll have lots of fun, yes...it'll definitely prove interesting. Just tri not to die...if you can do that, you might be okay." He smiled once again, handing you a biscuit and tea.
"Hey...don't say stuff like that! I'll be just fine! How hard can it be?" You were confident, you had to do this for your mother, your father, and all your family. If your mother was a famous death god, you could be, too.
"Don't get too happy, love. Things aren't as always as you expect. Hurry along though. Or you'll be late, that's a pretty bad impression for the first day. Ee-heehe!" He smiled once more, shoving you out the door. "Now, have fun, but not too much!" You rushed out the door.
"Wait! Where am I going? " you
Undertaker x Reader - Coffins, Death, Love
You just moved to the UK. Your job had moved there so if they moved you moved. You were the co- president so you had to go or you would be fired. It took you a long time to get to that rank. You were a "Undertaker" as people called you. You were alway amazed by dead person's body. You loved your job and you always had to train the newbies that just started. "________." your boss called "Yes?" you turned around gracefully. "I have this man I want you to meet for me." he handed you an address. "Alright." you said putting the address in your pocket.
You follow the address to this building that looked haunted. The sigh on the building said "The Undertaker." you smiled in excitement. You opened the door it was quiet very quiet. You saw coffins and people organs that made you laugh. "Well, Well what do we have here?" you heard a strange voice. You saw a coffin open revealing two yellow or hazel eyes (correct me if I'm wrong plz) looking at you. "Hi. Are you...." you looked at th
Undertaker x Reader: We're all a little crazy 2
"...Hannah?" You called out as she raised her hand. "Finnian?" He raised his hand as well. "Will, Grell, Undertaker, and the rest are here, correct?" They all nodded and you closed the book.
"(Name)?" Finnian asked, grinning at you.
"Yes, Finny?" You looked up, tilting your head slightly.
"Liz and I made the invitations, but we need you to proof read them." He informed you, looking over to Elizabeth, who stood and brought them over to you, curtsying and sitting back next to Finny. You read them, pleased with how carefully everything was drawn and written, and surprised with how excellent the spelling was.
"These are great! Good job, you guys." You praised the two, standing up and giving them both a hug. "Who did these drawings?"
"Finny did them!" Liz giggled and pointed at the blushing blonde.
"It was nothing." He looked up and, with an embarrassed smile, stood up and took the invitations and put them back in his little sack.
"Alright. Hannah and Undertaker-sama." You hesitated when yo
Undertaker x Reader: We're all a little crazy
"Bassy!" Grell cooed as he chased Sebastian around. You were used to sights like this, because the red-headed Shinigami was your best friend, and you often went to visit Ciel and Sebastian, whom Grell always fawned over. Whenever you visited, Grell would always try to glomp Sebastian, which resulted in him running, and Grell would always chase him. Finally, the butler hid behind you.
"Grell, enough now." You spoke in a firm tone, yet your eyes were soft and kind.
"But (Name)!" He whined, "He won't even give me a chance!" Grell pouted and folded his arms.
"Have you tried simply talking to him?" You questioned your friend, whom shook his head.
"No, but-" He tried to argue, but stopped. "You're rigt, I'm sorry Bassy- I mean Sebastian..."
"It's quite alright, Grell. But perhaps next time you could try talking to me." Sebastian said, forgiving the Shinigami. You smiled as Sebastian stepped out from behind you, frowning in annoyance that you were taller than him.
"Grell, come on, we gotta ge
That Butler, Daunting (SebastianxReader)That Butler, Daunting
Request for elfkena
The metal doorknob felt cold under your hand, but you clutched it anyways, slowly turning until the door clicked open. You poked your head around the door and sighed, thankful that the disastrous chef with a tendency to set things on fire wasn’t yet awake.
Quickly, you made your way to the storage room, pulling out ingredients to make a cake for the young master’s birthday. A can of Earl Grey tea was higher up on the shelves and you stretched to reach it, placing one hand on the shelf below to steady yourself.
Finally wrapping your frigid fingers around the metal can, you silently cheered and began to lower yourself.
“What exactly are you doing?” you hear a cool voice say from behind you.
You jumped, nearly dropping the can you worked so hard to retrieve from your hands. Turning around, you saw the butler of the Phantomhive manor smiling threateningly at you. “Se-sebastian!” you
A Lover's Curse (An Undertaker x Reader Fanfic)A Lover's Curse
A body had come in not an hour ago. She was perfect, almost no scratches upon her flawless skin from whatever it had been that killed her. Definitely one of the best, no, the best, corpse he had gotten in a long time.
It would be terrible to have to bury her underground, where no one could see her, he mused, gazing down at her still, lifeless body through his silvery grey hair.
The sound of fabric was heard throughout the silent parlor as he slowly reached down to gently caress her cheek, his long black nails barely grazing her soft skin.
That touch triggered images to flow into her mind, flooding his vision. It took him a moment to realize that in the images, he was seeing her memories.
This didn't happen with normal bodies, he realized with a start. Normal corpses would be just that, corpses. He had only seen this once before, when he had been training to be a Shinigami so many years ago. The corpse's soul hadn't properly been reaped, and its memories had remained in
SebastianxReader: Maid Service
The young master of the house sat behind his desk looking at the paperwork in front of him. His eye patch covered his right eye leaving only his left deep blue eye visible. He sighed and reached for his tea cup taking a drink of the Earl Gray tea. The tall butler with raven black hair walked over to the desk.
“Is something wrong young master?” Sebastian asked looking down at his master with his red eyes. His eyes could clearly see the tension in his master’s shoulders and how he gripped his tea cup too hard.
Ciel groaned releasing his tea cup. “It seems we’re getting a new servant.” He leaned back in his chair rubbing his forehead.
“A new servant sir?” Granted the ones they had were useless and caused Sebastian to have to do more work to keep everything running in the mansion. However, they weren’t kept for their abilities to clean. A new servant may not have the same abilities that the others had.
“My aunt is insisting on it.
Black Butler Seven Minutes In Heaven Undertaker
It was finally your turn to draw from Grell's purse. You walked up to where he was standing, and placed your hand inside. There were items of all shapes and sizes, but there was one that was very easy to recognize. You lifted your selected item from the purse and held it up. "Who put the bone in the purse? Wait, is this, a cookie, or, a crumpet?"
"No, no, my love." The Undertaker walked up to you and snatched the bone from your hand. "It's my biscuit." He bit into it and let out a strange sort of laugh. "They just taste better when they look like this. I have more if you want to try some." He moved behind you and started playing with your hair. "This is quite nice it is. I think I should like to try this color myself."
"Oh no, don't change your hair." Grell wrapped his arms around the undertaker. "You're such a very handsome man, just the way you are. Oh, but I forgot." Grell let go and giggled. "You two should already be in the closet by now. Now come
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