Modern Times~Who? X Reader*You sat in your apartment with a bowl of popcorn. You were watching television, Black Butler was your favorite show and today was the first episode of season 2. When you heard that season two would be coming out, you cried tears of joy. As soon as you heard the television say, "Right now, Black Butler!" You moved your attention towards the plasma T.V. it was showing some mansion with a blonde boy and a other butler, that kind of looked like Sebastian in a way. You sighed and thought for a moment, I hope they don't become the protagonist of the show, cause I liked Sebastian and Ciel more. As if God heard your prayer, Sebastian showed up. You squealed, what? He is a sexy butler. You wished he was your butler. You lived in Hollywood in California, you loved this place cause you were closer to the Black Butler set; where they film the show. Sometimes you would spy on the Sets from your apartment, they have the sets of Full Metal Alchemist, Death Note, Spice and W
Ciel.PxReader:The Images After Death[chapter 4.5] As you and Jim walked back to class you heard a loud commotion from outside the gates. You turned to Jim and sent him a questioning look, in which he returned with a shrug and urged you to check. "I wonder what's going on?" You asked the blonde as you both approached the crowd and stood on your toes, trying to get a better look on what caused the crowd. From afar you could hear a familiar voice complaining about a number of unfortunate events that had occurred to him that day. Jim looked at you then to the center of the crowd, he was a bit taller than you which made it easier for him to see. "Boring...It's just a red head on sugar high and a freaky glasses guy, come on ______. We're gonna be late." Jim held your hand and tried to tug you away despite your protests and constant flailing of hands. "What did you call me brat?!" The red head clenched his sharp teeth together and took long strides to get to where you and Jim stoo
CielXReader- Chapter 18He watches with a million eyesEight legs that creepy stalkHe scuttles up your sleevesDaring you to talkListen, he willWith invisible earsTaunting and learningYour irrational fearsAnd he will droop and swingOn a home that grows widerHe is either friend or foeThe ever watching spider.Alois stood on his balcony edge leaning his purple clothed arms on the white, furnished wood. He gazed out across the many acres of his manor. The garden, which was being tended now, was far bigger than necessary. His front yard was empty, the cobblestones for carriages freshly swept of all lingering snow. Little flakes drifted from the sky, but they were not strong. They melted seconds before even getting a chance to meet with the ground. The blonde sighed, twirling one of his golden locks.A butterfly, specifically one of the rarest in the world, flitted through the sky in a series of circles. Alois recognized the type immediately from the creature's wings."A Glass winged butterfly
Ciel X Reader Chapter 7: Your Day pt 2Remember " " means talking ' ' means thoughts :lYou and Ciel arrived at the manor at 3:00 p.m. from Sebastian driving fast again. The carriage stopped in front of the manor, this time Ciel helped you out of the carriage. Making you blush as you grabbed his hand. He had a cheerful smile, just like when you were kids. He led you into the manor, hand in hand while Sebastian held the door for the both of you.“Young master, miss ____________, I shall go prepare lunch for today” Sebastian said.“Sebastian, while you’re at it, bring me and _________, some tea”“What kind of tea would you like me to prepare my lord?”You and Ciel said “Earl Grey” at the same.You both looked at each other and laughed your hearts out.Sebastian was shocked. He never saw his young master REALLY laugh before. Sebastian hid his shock and bowed with a hand on his heart.“Yes my lord” and went to go prepare the tea and food.
A Dance to Remember: Part 2 (CielxReader)A Dance to Remember: Part 2CielxReaderSebastian lead you back to you back to your room and as soon as you walked in you sat on the edge of your bed, seeing nothing. Your mind was slowly coming out of the fog that had previously engulfed it, and your past numbness was now being replaced with a seething rage. You ran to the door, fully prepared to swing it open with enough force to cause a hole in the wall (or at least a small dent).So when the door didn't budge at all you were faced with quite the dilemma. You pounded on the door with your balled up fists, screaming to whoever could hear you (which was probably the whole manor) and, after an especially impressive string of swear words, you finally heard another's voice. Unfortunately, it was the voice of the Earl's damned butler."Miss (F/n), it is not proper for a lady of your status to be speaking so vulgarly," he chided with amusement through the solid wood door, "Please do try to quiet down, your shouting is giving the you