#phipps x grey

[janus-cadet]

Guys, guys, I've got the opportunity to do another collab' with my fav artist ever, @mimmixerenard !! And this one, well, it's about the Double Charles, from Black Butler.

See, whenever we write something together, those guys always seems to pop at one point or another, a special cameo. Modern Setting, Star Trek, Leijiverse... everywhere. And so, we kinda picture what would happen if we put them in a sort of Sandman setting, as dreams or nightmares. Therefore, that concept was born.

But first, the drawing.

(I'm absolutely in love with @mimmixerenard's part of the drawing. Look at that, how fluid Grey's movement is. Please, please, if you see this post, please consider going to check their profile, you'll be amazed. It's a garantee.)

So, in this, Grey is a Dream, always appearing quite feral and menacing to the dreamer ; meanwhile, Phipps is a Nightmare, always appearing calm and kind. Both of them work in tandem, enjoying to confuse the dreamer about their true nature. Before each dream, they have an over-the-top fight to decide if the dreamer will have a Pleasant Dream or a Nightmare ; of course, they can't hurt each other for real, but sure as hell enjoy pretend otherwise.

(Look at that, the proportion are so neat on Grey, and the clothes design-)

And sooo... yep, this drawing is born. It was fantastic to work with them. Thank you again, my friend, and keep on being absolutely amazing. You deserve the praises.

Hope you'll all like it, for how weird and seemingly random it can be!

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Headcannon for Finny and Charles Grey with a teacher s/o. As a teacher I am often exhausted after working, but I love the kids so much at the same time. 💖

hello, @twilightlover2007.

Long time, no headcanons!! 

I just want to disclose that I've changed the characters I will write for after my haitus, I will no longer write for characters that are minors (ex., Finnian, Ciel, Soma...) Just because I am not comfortable with that. But I would love to write Grey for you!

Let me fix that for you :)

DOUBLE CHARLES WITH A TEACHER S/O

Charles Grey: 

"Sorry you're feeling bad, do you want to go out to eat tonight?"

Would probably even pay for your dinner if you decided to go out to eat, and if you say no he'd probably order in without asking you and get you your favorite meal from your favorite restaurant.

He would be the most okay with you wanting to sit in silence after a hectic day of teaching. He doesn't mind the silence AT ALL.

He definitely doesn't really have the patience for children, so he'd secretly admire your passion, but he would probably never admit it. He's a prideful guy.

Charles Phipps

We KNOW this man BAKES! He'd be able to tell you've had a bad day when you come home, and he would make you your favorite sweet treat to surprise you later that day!

He'd offer to be a listening ear, and offer advice if you need it. Phipps would give amazing advice.

[anonymousewrites]

One Hell of a Love (Book 2) Chapter Nine

Sebastian Michaelis x Demon! Reader

Chapter Nine: One Hell of a Banquet

Summary: A new game begins for Ciel to prove himself.

            “Well? How much longer do you two plan on staying here at the manor?” demanded Ciel from across the table. Soma was still clinging to Ciel and staying in the manor with seemingly no intention on leaving.

            “I’m staying just so I can spend the long-awaited winter holiday with you, so how could you say that?!” cried Soma dramatically.

            “Don’t go making up your own holidays,” said Ciel.

            “You see, today is that day I beat you at chess!” declared Soma.

            Ciel stood. “Forgive me, but I have to work today. Come, Sebastian, (Y/N).”

            “Yes, Young Master,” said Sebastian.

            “Yes, sir,” said (Y/N).

            Soma pouted. “But you said that yesterday too and played only one game with me!”

            Ciel leveled a look at Soma. “Why don’t you try improving your game by studying up on chess problems while I’m working? You’re too weak.”

            “Dammit! I’ll get you! Agni, assist me with my special training!” cried Soma as Ciel sighed and left the room.

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            “Sebastian, I’m hungry,” said Ciel as he set down the latest stack of papers from Funtom companies.

            Sebastian consulted his pocket watch. “It is nearly teatime. (Y/N) and I will fetch it.”

            As soon as they stepped out of the office, (Y/N) and Sebastian glanced at each other. They could hear the commotion from the kitchen.

            “It looks like we have some guests,” said (Y/N).

            “The Queen’s butlers, judging by the voices,” said Sebastian.

            “We should probably intervene before we have to clean up blood,” said (Y/N). As for the issue of death…a non-issue to (Y/N).

            “Yes, that would be quite tiresome,” agreed Sebastian as they headed to the kitchen.

            Sure enough, as they opened the door, a man with long white hair and a sword lunged at Mey-Rin, who had her glasses off and pistols in hand. Sebastian sighed and jumped between them, holding a platter of pastries and blocking Mey-Rin from attacking. (Y/N) grabbed one and skewered it on one of the butler’s swords to redirect his attack.

            The servants blinked in surprise as (Y/N) and Sebastian straightened. The demon butler smiled and said, “May we present to you these custard cream puffs, made with plenty of traditionally-raised eggs produced on the Phantomhive estates?”

            “Please, try one,” said (Y/N), smiling and nodding to the puff they had placed on the sword.

            The man with long white hair took a curious bite. “Hm, not bad! I suppose I can give it a passing mark.”

            “Hey, Sebastian, (Y/N)! Who the hell are these guys?” demanded Baldroy.

            “These two gentlemen are—”

            The man with long hair interrupted him. “Oh, right, right, this is our first time meeting you. I’m Charles Grey.”

            “I am Charles Phipps,” said the taller one.

            “We are commonly known as the ‘Double Charleses.’ Weare Her Majesty’s private secretarial officers, as well as her butlers. Nice to meet you,” said Grey. He removed a letter from his pocket and grinned. “And today we’re messengers who’ve come to deliver a letter to the Earl!”

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            “—And so, per Her Majesty’s urgent request, she would like you to hold a banquet in two weeks’ time in honor of a particular visitor to England and treat him to the kindest hospitality,” said Grey to Ciel after the Earl read the letter.

            “Why me?” asked Ciel. “As I’m not acquainted with him, I find it hard to believe that your guest will derive much pleasure from being entertained by me.”

            “The gentleman in question is a certain German personage, who also happens to be a distant relative of Her Majesty’s,” said Phipps. “He travels here in secret. It appears that he is interested in the industry of Great Britian—the factory of all the world—as well as in popular literature and wishes to discourse with those who have profound knowledge in such matters. Your Funtom firm is one of the British enterprises about which we may boast to the world. With your numerous connections, we believe you will be more than capable of summoning guests in whom our visitor will delight.”

            “If it’s connections you want, would Her Majesty not be better off receiving this visitor herself?” said Ciel.

            “Are you sure you ought to be saying such a thing?” Grey’s smirk was vicious. “Her Majesty harbors doubts regarding your report about the ‘recent incident,’ Earl Phantomhive.”

            Ciel’s eyes narrowed. His report on the incident with Baron Kelvin had been kept vague to disguise how he ignored the Queen’s directive to save the children and had instead destroyed the manor and everyone inside.

            “Are you quite certain that story contains no hint of subterfuge?” said Grey. He leaned forward. “Aren’t these marching orders the perfect chance for you to restore the gleam to your dulled image? You might say this request from Her Majesty is not to the Earl, her Guard Dog, but one simple to the Earl, a nobleman.”

            “Noblesse oblige,” said Phipps. “We should like you to consider it an obligation of the haves.”

            A moment of silence before Ciel inevitably placed the letter down. “Very well. I shall accept the request.”

            Grey grinned happily as if he hadn’t been threatening Ciel. “By the way, I’ll be participating as a supervisor. You’ve no objections, do you?”

            “As you wish,” said Ciel.

            “We’ve already confirmed the safety of this manor. It doesn’t seem like you’ll need additional guards,” said Grey.

            “No need to worry on that account,” said Ciel. “This manor is absolutely secure.”

            (Y/N) and Sebastian smirked at one another.

            “I’m against inviting superfluous personnel into the manor and raising the risk from within,” said Ciel.

            “Very well,” said Phipps. “Then we shall take our leave. You do not need to see us off. We look forward to seeing you again in two weeks.” He bowed with Grey and then set off.

            Ciel waited until they left to address (Y/N) and Sebastian. “Well, you heard the man. Prepare the invitations right away.”

            “Yes, my Lord,” said Sebastian.

            “And get in touch with Lau and the Undertaker as well,” said Ciel.

            “Very good,” said (Y/N).

            They glanced at one another. They knew the tone of Ciel’s voice. There was something more going on here. (Y/N) grinned. They had a feeling they were about to have some real fun at some humans’ expenses, if only in seeing them humiliate themselves.

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            Two weeks later, (Y/N) felt the same but had yet to see the fruits of their instinct since, as usual, there was plenty of work to be done to prepare for the arrival of the guests. Outside, rain poured down heavily, and inside, Sebastian and (Y/N) kept the other servants on track before they managed to start the dinner off with a disaster as guests milled about in the foyer. Ciel was readied to make an entrance from his office above, and his demonic servants flanked him as he descended towards his guests.

            “Why don’t you leave your teasing of my guest at that?” declared Ciel, leveling his infamous glare at Lau as the man teased Arthur, the writer ((Y/N) and Sebastian had easily memorized all the information available about their guests), about what type of man Ciel was.

            “Eh…a child?” said Arthur in surprise, looking up at Ciel.

            “That little boy is Earl Phantomhive!” said Lau happily.

            “The ‘little’ is unnecessary!” said Ciel before collecting himself. He gazed over his guests and smiled. “I thank you for accepting my invitation on this occasion. I am the head of this family, Ciel Phantomhive. Ladies and gentlemen, those of you with whom I am acquainted through your continued patronage and those I am meeting for the first time, I hope you will allow me to extend my greetings to you anew in person once the banquet is underway.” He raised an eyebrow and glanced at Sebastian and (Y/N). “The guest of honor appears to be missing?”

            “The weather is delaying him, it seems,” said (Y/N).

            “Well, that’s just great,” huffed Ciel. “We can’t have everyone waiting in the hall like this—”

            Mey-Rin barged into the room and hurriedly bowed. Behind her, the doors opened up to reveal Grey and another man. “The guest has arrived, he has!”

            “Pleased to make your acquaintance,” said the German. “I am Georg von Siemens. Thank you for your kind invitation.”

            “Hiya!” said Grey. “Is the party all set to go?”

            Siemens shook Ciel’s hand. “I apologize for having kept you waiting on my account.”

            “Not at all,” responded Ciel. “I thank you for traveling at such length to be here. Let us exchange greetings once the party has begun. Tonight’s dinner is buffet-style, so everyone may speak freely with one another. This way, please.”

            Sebastian smiled. “Ladies and gentlemen, I shall announce each of you, so please go through the dining room when your name is called. First, Irene Diaz and Grimsby Keane.” A famous opera singer and her producer stepped forward. “Karl Woodley.” The diamond magnate walked into the dining room. “Patrick Phelps.” The board member of the Blue Star Line Company walked forward. “Lau and Ran-Mao.” The old friends of the Phantomhive estate walked in. “Arthur Conan Doyle.” The writer walked in nervously. “Georg Von Siemens.” The guest of honor entered the dining room. (Y/N), Sebastian, and Grey walked in behind the nobles. The banquet had begun.

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            “When his grandfather was Prime Minister, word of the man’s shrewdness reached even as far as Germany,” said Siemens, already discussing politics and history with Woodley. “Still, I must say, he is the spitting image of his grandfather.”

            “Speaking of Earl Grey, he hails from a family of such repute as to have lent its name to a tea. I never imagined the day would come when I could personally offer him my compliments,” said Woodley.

            Grey grinned at the praise of his family. “As I’ve only just inherited my title, I think Earl Phantomhive plays the part far better than I.”

            “Hardly. I still have much to learn. I’ve but managed to start up my company as Earl. As far as business is concerned, Mr. Woodley is the clear expert in such matters,” said Ciel.

            “You are much too modest, my Lord,” said Woodley. “Especially considering how the art of diamond polishing will become an important technology that supports the heavy industries. To have among her colonies diamond-producing nations is a major advantage for Great Britain to be sure.”

            “Even in my country, heavy industries such as steel and shipbuilding are showing growth of late, and our bank is considering focusing most of its efforts on them and their like,” said Siemens. “We may be no match for Great Britain now, but we will most certainly catch up one of these days, you’ll see.”

            Woodley laughed. “We mustn’t let down our guard, eh, Mr. Phelps?” He clapped the man on the shoulder.

            “Y-Yes, I suppose you’re right,” said Phels nervously.

            “Lord Earl, would you introduce me as well?” said Lau.

            “Very well,” said Ciel, though he doubted any good would come of it. Lau would cause trouble, as usual, and think himself humorous. “Allow me to introduce Mr. Lau, British Branch Manager of the Shanghai trading company ‘Kong-Rong.’ ”

            “Kong-Rong?” Phelps said nervously. Lau’s eyes narrowed on him in a single look of warning, and Phelps gulped.

            (Y/N) raised an amused eyebrow from where they watched the goings-on from the side of the room. Now that was an expression Lau rarely used. How significant.

            Lau turned to Siemens with a pleasant smile. “How do you do, sir? I am Lau.”

            “You must possess an extensive network to have a branch in Great Britian,” said Siemens. All of a sudden, Ran-Mao grabbed onto his arm. “Wha—?!” Siemens blushed as Ran-Mao pressed her breasts onto his arm.

            “Dear, dear. Really, now, Ran-Mao,” said Lau, looking barely apologetic. “I do beg your pardon, sir. She can be such a baby.” And then he continued on with the discussion as if nothing was happening. We may have a wide network, but we’ve yet to intrude upon Germany. I do hope to learn many things from you for future reference.”

            “I understand, so please get away from me!” declared Siemens, blushing as he hauled Ran-Mao away from him. He coughed and attempted to regain composure. “If it’s Germany that interests you, I’ll tell you all about it at length tomorrow. I’m curious about the situation in Asia myself.”

            “Excuse us for interrupting,” said a formal voice. Grimsby stepped up with Irene and smiled at Ciel. “Thank you for inviting us tonight.” Everyone stared at the beautiful pair.

            “I am honored to meet the songstress and director who are capable of filling every last seat at the National Theatre,” said Siemens.

            Good. He’s entertained, as was requested, thought (Y/N).

            “I am Irene Diaz,” said the opera singer, curtseying.

            “And I, Grimsby Keane,” said her director.

            “Even people in Germany are talking about how beautiful your productions are,” said Siemens appreciatively. “I would very much like to have you perform in Germany with Miss Irene. If it’s a question of financing, we can discuss that as well.”

            “Is that so?” said Grimsby. “I find that most heartening.”

            Poor Arthur tried to interject and join the conversation, awkwardly unsure of how to converse with the nobles, and his attempts to speak were quickly spoken over. “I’m—!”

            “That should be it for introductions, so what do you say to a toast?!” said Grey energetically.

            Arthur sat down at the edge of the room awkwardly, resigning himself to silence. And so entered (Y/N) and Sebastian, playing their roles perfectly for Ciel.

            “Would you care for a drink?” said (Y/N) as Sebastian held out a platter.

            “Thank you…” Arthur trailed off as he got a look at the servants. His eyes widened. They were both captivating, high-class. It was quite something. And as he stared, he didn’t notice Ciel approaching.

            “May I sit here next to you?” said Ciel.

            “O-oh, yes, of course,” said Arthur.

            Satisfied at having given Ciel the opportunity to speak to the author he wished to “reinspire,” Sebastian and (Y/N) retreated to their jobs as they served the other noble guests. Siemens was very quickly going through drinks, and it was clear he was tipsy as the red glow spread across his face and he grew more forward with the more feminine guests and servants. Irene was of particular interest to him, and as she huffed at his advances, (Y/N) stepped between them.

            They smiled pleasantly, playing the role of dutiful maid and servant of the host. “Sir, in the interest of all the guests present, I believe you should refrain from any inappropriate advances.” They closed their eyes with their smile to further lull Siemens into a sense of security. “That way everyone can enjoy themselves.”

            “And wha…what about me enjoyin’ myself?” Siemens slurred the words together, waving a bottle above his head. “Pretty little things…right ‘ere, and don’t want my attention…”

            (Y/N) was tempted to roll their eyes at his advances. Honestly, it would take a moment to break his arm if he reached towards them. Luckily for Siemens, Sebastian jumped into the air and stole the bottle from Siemens grasp. He popped the cork and poured the wine over a tower of glasses he had created. Sebastian smiled sweetly as everyone looked on it surprise as he easily smoothed over the situation with a distraction. Truthfully, Sebastian was inwardly sneering at Siemens for even getting near (Y/N), but he knew they didn’t have to fear Siemens and Sebastian had to keep up his reputation.

            “This is a fabled wine from Purcari village in southeast Moldova,” said Sebastian. “Please do enjoy it, ladies and gentlemen.”

            “How exquisite…” said Siemens, slightly sobered by the glittering sight. “What is this tree?”

            “When in the world did you have time…?” said Phels in awe.

            “And this aroma!” said Siemens. “I feel like I’m in a flower bed!”

            “Smells deliiish!” said Grey. “Can I have a glass?”

            “I would like one, too,” said Siemens.

            “Me too,” said Lau.

            The guests eagerly moved forward, and Ciel glanced at Sebastian.

            In French, he said, “So that’s what becomes of that stuffed shirt of a man once liquor’s involved, eh?” Ciel tsked. “Seeing him like this, I’d have to say he and the bottle are no strangers.”

            Arthur blinked as he heard him. He understood French and stood close enough to overheard.

            “Even so, seeing him incapable of self-discipline makes me think him either an utter fool or perfectly shameless,” said Sebastian in perfect French.

            “I believe he is both,” remarked (Y/N), their accent perfect.

            Arthur didn’t manage to smother a chuckle as he overheard the teasing remarks between the three. Ciel glanced at him and pressed a finger to his lips with a mischievous smile.

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            A while later (and many drinks drunk), Siemens lay asleep and snoring on the couch. Poor Mey-Rin had barely evaded him, and Ran-Mao still hung over his shoulder. Ciel deadpanned at the sight.

            “Has Lord Siemens fallen asleep?” he said.

            “Yes, so it would seem,” said Grey.

            “Sebastian, (Y/N), take him to his room. I’ll be retiring myself,” said Ciel. He turned to the group. “Forgive me. I will be taking my leave now as well.”

            “Lord Earl, off to bed already?” remarked Lau.

            “It’s rather past bedtime for a child such as I,” said Ciel. “Please stay and enjoy yourselves at your leisure, everyone.” And then he made his escape from the party as Sebastian lifted up Siemens onto his back.

            “Past your bedtime?” commented (Y/N) with a slight smirk as they walked through the halls.

            “My, my, a child only when it’s convenient,” said Sebastain.

            An irk mark appeared on Ciel’s forehead. “Hold your tongue.”

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            At one in the morning, Sebastian and (Y/N) were still cleaning up while Baldroy stacked dishes and Mey-Rin lamented having to deal with Siemens. A ring of a bell gained the group’s attention.

            “Gah!” Mey-Rin whined. “It’ scoming from Lord Siemens’s room, it is!”

            “Maybe he just woke up and wants some water?” said Baldroy.

            “I don’t want to go. Really, I don’t,” said Mey-Rin.

            “We shall accompany you,” said Sebastian as he and (Y/N) took off the aprons they’d been wearing while cleaning.

            “Mr. Sebastian! Are you worried about me, are you?” said Mey-Rin, blushing.

            “I am worried about Lord Siemens,” said Sebastian simply.

            Mey-Rin deflated and followed Sebastian and (Y/N) out into the corridor. She shivered as the storm raged outside, lightning flashing through the sky.

            “It is raining very hard, it is,” said Mey-Rin.

            “I do hope it lets up somewhat,” said Sebastian.

            (Y/N) paused before Siemens’s door and knocked. “Lord Siemens, did you send for us?”

            Instead of a proper answer, a scream emanated from within. Sebastian and (Y/N) paused and Mey-Rin froze.

            “What is going on in there, Lord Siemens?!” cried Mey-Rin, banging on the door. “Lord siemens! Lord Siemens!”

            “Something wrong? What’s all the fuss?” The other guests rushed towards the room as the distress was overheard.

            “We have to break down the door,” said (Y/N) to Sebastian. He nodded and stepped back. (Y/N) kicked the door and let it flying off the hinges. Everyone watching gasped.

            Siemens lay in his armchair before the fire. Pure red stained his shirt as he stared vacantly into the air. Phelps promptly feinted, and Irene screamed.

            Arthur spoke the words on everyone’s mind. “…He’s dead!”

            (Y/N) was tempted to smirk. Now things were getting interesting. It's time for everything to go into action.

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OK, FULL LIST OF ALL THE REQUESTS I HAVE AT THE MOMENT, UNDER THE CUT!!

"unspecified" just means the asker didn't specifically say "can I get headcanons/reaction/fic" for the request; there might be context in the request itself implying which type of content would be best suited for it, but it's not 100% specified

and my lil "??" denotes something where I think either a type of content or an AU might apply but, again, it's not specified so I'm not 100% sure but there's something in the request which makes me lean in a certain direction

it took nearly 3600 words just to describe all the things in the list so you guys got a lot to look forward to! ... and, obviously, I have a lot to look forward to creating! <3

requests that are done and in the queue ready to be posted (in no particular order)

headcanons: reacting to S/O in shorts and a tank top during the summer [Edgar; Gregory; Herman; Lawrence]

‘kisses’ meme: #45, sleepy kisses [Edgar; Gregory; Herman; Lawrence; Sebastian]

reaction: a goth horror-loving S/O [Sebastian]

reaction: S/O who likes to fawn over them [Sascha; Wolfram]

‘card suits’ meme: 4 of spades Alois; Doll/Freckles; Joanne; Maurice]

‘soft Sunday’ headcanon meme: favorite way to receive affection?; favorite way to give affection?; are they loud and proud about their relationships, or do they keep it private?; would your muse be the one doing most of the cooking or not?; is your muse good at housework? [Peter]

headcanons: progressive falling in love [Snake]

reaction: S/O who never curses [Peter]

requests that have not yet been done

reaction: S/O who likes to hug them a lot [Cheslock; Clayton; Edward; Joanne; MacMillan; Soma]

unspecified: S/O gets sick and almost dies [modern!Agni]

fic: reader empathizing with Cheslock and they comfort each other

reaction: modern person showing up at the manor with the earls’ revived siblings who has their soul back [Alois; Ciel; Sebastian]

reaction: (male) S/O saves them but loses his life [Doll/Freckles; Maurice]

unspecified: (fem) S/O who’s short and feisty but soft around him [Joker]

unspecified: reader escapes an arranged marriage and disguises themself as a man to work as a butler, meets Grell and they both get a crush; reader’s parents come back and try to force them home, Grell shows up to rescue and confess to them

reaction: domestic life [Beast; Dagger; Doll/Freckles; Joker; Jumbo; Peter; Snake; Wendy]

headcanons: male S/O [Ciel]

headcanons: poly [Joker x S/O x Dagger]

reaction: learning S/O is a member of a K-pop group [Grey; Phipps]

headcanons: NSFW [Agni]

headcanons: arranged fiancee who’s very bold and ready for marriage (is also friends with Gregory who’s smitten with them) [Lawrence]

unspecified: S/O who’s a witch and headmistress of an orphanage [William]

reaction: S/O dying and coming back as a ghost [Alan; Eric; Grell; Othello; Ronald; Rudger; Sascha; Undertaker; William]

reaction: what hobbies do they have/would like to have? [Alan; Eric; Grell; Othello; Ronald; Rudger; Sascha; Undertaker; William]

headcanons: first kiss [Bard; Finny; Mey Rin; Sebastian; Snake]

unspecified: (fem) S/O who works retail, he walks in on her getting scolded by the manager for no reason and he stands up for her [modern!Agni]

‘sense’ headcanon meme: heart; touch [Cheslock; Clayton; Edward; Joanne; Soma]

headcanons OR scenario: first child is born [Grey]

preference: who prefers a dominant S/O?

preference: who prefers a plus size S/O?

reaction: S/O knitting them something [Beast; Dagger; Doll/Freckles; Joker; Jumbo; Peter; Snake; Wendy]

audio: escaping yandere S/O [Maurice]

‘it’s all about the yearning’ meme: “I know I fucked up. I know I did but don’t shut me out anymore. Let me in, please let me in.” [Gregory]

audio: fluff [Agni]

‘it’s all about the yearning’ meme: “Have you ever had something missing? Like something just doesn’t feel right inside you but you don’t know what it is.” [Agni]

headcanons: domestic [Patrick]

headcanons: older sister figure [Alois]

headcanons: chaotic reader [Joanne]

unspecified: older sibling figure reader [Ciel]

headcanons: angst [Maurice]

reaction: snow leopard demon S/O [Bravat; Hannah; Joanne; Snake; Triplets]

headcanons: romantic and expecting father [Rudger]

unspecified: loud, energetic girlfriend [Lawrence]

reaction: being proposed to [Beast; Dagger; Doll/Freckles; Joker; Jumbo; Peter; Snake; Wendy]

‘sense’ headcanon meme: sight; nose; heart; hands [Dagger; Peter]

unspecified: dealing with a powerful witch [Ciel; Edward]

reaction: multilingual S/O [Beast; Dagger; Doll/Freckles; Joker; Jumbo; Peter; Snake; Wendy]

fic: Vincent x plus size (fem) reader who wears glasses (insecure day or taking her somewhere special]

unspecified: ADHD reader [Alois; Ciel; Edward; Grey; Undertaker]

‘kisses’ meme: 44, kissing every finger [Agni]

‘kisses’ meme: “free space” [Dagger; Peter; Snake]

unspecified: getting a handmade blanket from their S/O [Alois; Ciel; Edward]

unspecified: Cheslock crushing on a student rep from a collaborating girls’ academy

‘it’s all about the yearning’ meme: “Just let me look at you for a little bit.” [Agni]

scenario: Joker taking his S/O and twin daughters out to the current city they’re living in, the girls drag them into a candy shop

unspecified: plus size insecure S/O [Joker]

reaction: meeting a modern person with modern technology who shows them videos, etc. [Beast; Dagger; Doll/Freckles; Joker; Jumbo; Peter; Snake; Wendy]

unspecified: S/O who can shapeshift [Alois; Ciel]

unspecified: fluff [Alois]

scenario: S/O gives birth to their baby [Joker]

unspecified: protecting S/O on the Campania [Edward; Grey]

unspecified: trying to make a relationship work with limited time together [Wolfram]

headcanons: dealing with reader being sleep deprived [Cheslock and Gregory]

unspecified: S/O who makes (a very specific genre of) music as a coping mechanism [Alois; Astre; Ciel; Sebastian]

reaction: having to take care of their younger sibling [Cheslock; Clayton; Edgar; Edward; Gregory; Herman; Joanne; Lawrence; Soma]

fic: William x reader cooking together while he finally relaxes

fic: Wolfram x motherly reader singing lullabies to Sieglinde

unspecified: a day in Joker’s life taking care of baby Ellis, leading the circus, looking after his wife, and following Kelvin’s orders

unspecified: Beast x S/O training Betty after “The Sebastian Incident”

unspecified: NSFW, S/O’s first time and being gentle [Agni]

unspecified: S/O who can use death magic [Alois; Ciel]

fic: Soma rescuing reader from an abusive home after a relationship that starts with letters

‘card suits’ meme: 2 of spades; 3 of spades; 6 of diamonds; 8 of diamonds; ace of clubs; 3 of clubs; 4 of clubs; jack of clubs; queen of clubs; ace of hearts; 2 of hearts; 3 of hearts; 6 of hearts; 8 of hearts; 9 of hearts; queen of hearts; king of hearts [Peter]

fic: Ciel finding out his (male) S/O was part of the cult but was forced to participate

reaction: Undertaker, confronting his wife who’s responsible for the Phantomhive manor burning and the twins being in the cult, because she was jealous of his spending time with the Phantomhives

reaction: same-gender S/O [Beast; Dagger; Doll/Freckles; Joker; Jumbo; Peter; Snake; Wendy]

scenario: NSFW, bottom Joker x (male) S/O get interrupted

fic: Edward x reader (Ciel’s older sister) after Madame Red’s funeral

reaction to the scene [Bard; Ciel; Finny; Lizzie; Mey Rin; Sebastian]

headcanons: NSFW [Rudger]

unspecified: planning an engagement party with his S/O [Grey]

love letter: Grell

fic: soulmate AU, time freezes when you and your soulmate are in a room together for the first time and unfreezes when you make eye contact [Sebastian]

reaction: soulmate AU, everyone is born with a tattoo which glows when you meet your soulmate and fades to grey when they die, reader’s was grey from birth but starts to glow one day [Alan; Eric; Grell; Othello; Ronald; Rudger; Sascha; Undertaker; William]

free space! any character, concept, anything!

headcanons: with a tall angel-killing witch S/O [Grey]

fic: Arthur Conan Doyle x reader, she goes to his residence to invite him to The Event because Ciel thought he’d be more relaxed with a date

headcanons: big boobed girlfriend who lets them use her breasts as a pillow when they cuddle [Edgar; Gregory; Herman; Lawrence]

headcanons: big boobed girlfriend who lets them use her breasts as a pillow when they cuddle [Cheslock; Clayton; Edward; Joanne; Soma]

unspecified: enemies to lovers, fox demon future S/O [William]

audio: Terms of Service AU [Peter; Snake]

unspecified: crow or cat hybrid S/O [Alois; Ciel]

fic: Finny spending the day with his baby boy

unspecified: Derrick x S/O who tries (and succeeds) at helping him be a better person

unspecified: poly [Edward x (male) S/O x Cheslock]

headcanons: pole [Joker x S/O x Sebastian]

audio: Joanne being kissed and cuddled

unspecified: S/O from the future [Aleister]

unspecified: interested in a servant working at the Phantomhive manor [Aleister]

scenario: the one(s) Ciel wants revenge on is/are dead already, how Ciel and his soulmate feel and how Sebastian reacts

audio: Grell x listener, listener gets home late and Grell jumps on them, having been worried

scenario: soulmate AU, Aleister meets (fem) S/O at an auction ball, things are dull before they meet but then they make eye contact and he buys her

fic: Maurice x reader, after his exposure no one else wants to associate with him and they comfort him after he’s bullied

unspecified: S/O who suddenly gets sick and he’s frustrated that he can’t help her [Agni]

reaction: S/O getting catcalled [Beast; Dagger; Doll/Freckles; Joker; Jumbo; Peter; Snake; Wendy]

sex + romance headcanon meme: 💦; 😘; 😊; 👍; 😉; 💯; 👰; 🌼; 🏩; 🎆; 💕; 🔥; 💑; 👀; 👎; 💲; 🎀; 💝; 💘 [Peter]

audio: fluffy, waking up next to him in the morning and getting breakfast together [Dagger]

unspecified: S/O who wears comfy clothes when they get sad (which is frequently) [Alois; Astre; Ciel; Maurice]

reaction: S/O getting shot, they survive but it’s still serious [Alois; Ciel; Edward; Grell; Grey; Ronald]

headcanons: monsterfucker Peter with a beast-like monster S/O

audio: confession [Snake]

fic: reader is a new addition to the circus troupe and saves a snake from being tormented by hecklers [Snake]

fic: Sebastian x maid!reader, reader is usually obedient but decides to test Sebastian’s patience and receives a cheek grab and voice shift to his ‘true’ voice

preferences: which boys would like bath bombs/what kind?

Fic: Snake x (fem) reader, reader lets the snakes do whatever they want, climbing on her, etc., and one day comes to Snake for help because one of the snakes (or more?!) is stuck under her clothes

fic: platonic Grell and child reader fluff

reaction: S/O with chronic allergies [Beast; Dagger; Doll/Freckles; Joker; Jumbo; Peter; Snake; Wendy]

headcanons: Terms of Service AU, relationship with app owner [Maurice]

reaction: Terms of Service AU, playing FNAF [Beast; Dagger; Doll/Freckles; Joker; Jumbo; Peter; Snake; Wendy]

headcanons: killers in a horror movie [Alois; Ciel; Doll/Freckles; Maurice]

reaction: child reader who’s disabled and doesn’t ‘fit in’, they befriend the circus troupe, then the troupe find out reader has ‘normal’ friends who care for and help reader as well as do friends’ parents and when asked just say, “isn’t that what friends do?” [Beast; Dagger; Doll/Freckles; Joker; Jumbo; Peter; Snake; Wendy]

‘things you want to hear’ meme: “I feel like I can tell you anything” and “you know what I love about you?” [Peter]

headcanons: S/O has kids from a previous marriage [Doll/Freckles; Peter; Snake]

unspecified: Trancy nurse survival AU, multilingual reader who scolds the Triplets in another language when they purposely get themselves into mishaps

audio: listener comforting Maurice after a nightmare

audio: angst [Maurice]

unspecified: demon AU, with a human S/O [Beast; Bravat; Doll/Freckles; Grey; Phipps]

headcanons: platonic, someone in the form who’s the ‘fixer’, an inventor who inadvertently creates messes [Edgar; Gregory; Herman; Lawrence]

fic: Phantomhive servants and maid!reader who’s the newest addition, they all throw her a surprise birthday party

unspecified: inventor S/O [Grey]

unspecified: angst [Grey]

unspecified: S/O who’s insecure about not being a proper lady [Grey]

unspecified: poly [John x S/O x Phipps]

headcanons OR scenario: Cheslock’s little brother coming to Weston

unspecified: doctor S/O, fluff and wholesomeness [Peter]

unspecified: doctor S/O who surprises him by wearing nothing but her white coat [Peter]

songfic: “Love Story” by Taylor Swift [Dagger OR Peter]

‘eyes emoji’ meme: eyes [Peter]

audio: fluff, listener just getting home after being away for a while [Alois OR Ciel]

unspecified: Hispanic S/O who thinks his accent is sexy [Peter]

unspecified: trying to cheer up his grumpy S/O with bad jokes [Joker]

unspecified: on a stroll with their girlfriend and she jumps in a river to save a child in danger [Alois; Ciel; Edward; Grey]

unspecified: comforting their girlfriend who lost her niece in an accident [Edward; Grey; Ronald; Undertaker]

audio: date night or Christmas, wholesome [Peter]

songfic meme: “Leave Out All the Rest” by Linkin Park [Alois]

songfic meme: “I Wouldn’t Mind” by (S)He is We [Maurice]

unspecified: S/O who sings or hums while they’re giving him massages [Jumbo]

unspecified: S/O walking in on the scene where Joker touches Beast’s leg from behind

audio: Terms of Service [Dagger, Finny, OR Wendy]

unspecified: S/O who writes music dedicated to him [Peter]

headcanons: as fathers [Dagger; Joker; Jumbo; Peter]

‘things that you want to hear’ meme: “I missed you” [Dagger] and “you’re my favorite person in the world” [Peter]

headcanons: wealthy S/O who spoils them out of love [Dagger; Peter]

audio: Valentine’s Day [Dagger OR Peter]

unspecified: S/O who’s always tired and works a lot, and finally they get to spend time together [Grell]

unspecified: badass Mey Rin in a bind

‘105 comfort’ meme: “you’re perfect just the way you are” [Peter]

‘105 comfort’ meme: “you’re allowed to be weak” [Jumbo]

‘105 comfort’ meme: “I’ll take care of it” [Peter]

unspecified: NSFW, artist boyfriend [Grey]

unspecified: (fem) S/O who’s wealthy and likes to spoil him [Dagger]

unspecified: (fem) S/O who composes a theme for him as a gift [Finny]

unspecified: (fem) S/O who’s a child psychologist [Wolfram]

songfic: “That Would Be Enough” from Hamilton [Dagger OR Peter]

headcanons: reader from the 21st century [Edgar]

reaction: S/O learning Latin so they can dirty talk to him [Sebastian]

unspecified: reader getting frustrated with homework and trying to help them [Lawrence]

songfic meme: “I Choose” by Alessia Cara [Jumbo OR Snake]

unspecified: AFAB nonbinary reader sneaks into Weston and befriends the P4 [besties with Gregory; falls for Edgar]

unspecified: confident and badass S/O, SFW and NSFW [John]

‘nonverbal’ meme: “beat”, “kiss”, and “loop” [Finny]

‘headcanons part 3’ meme: 🫀,🏉; 💥; 👓; 💍; 🏛; 🧭; 🚓; 🧬; 📖; 🤱; ⏰; 🚌; 🥀; 👊; 🩹; 🌊; 🏭; ⚰️; 🦁; 🔒; ⛓ [Peter]

fic: platonic, angel!reader saves Alois from being killed by Claude and gives him his happy ending as a mother figure

reaction: Doll/Freckles, playing horror games with her S/O

audio: cuddling [Soma]

reaction: reader confessing to an affair… but the ‘confession’ is a joke [Ciel; Doll/Freckles; Joanne; Maurice]

unspecified: platonic sisterly reader (lullaby?) [Doll/Freckles]

reaction: taking care of their S/O after a serious carriage accident [Bard; Ciel; Edward; Finny; Grey; Ronald; Undertaker]

songfic: “Heaven’s Light” from The Hunchback of Notre Dame [Doll/Freckles]

unspecified: girlfriend who brings him breakfast in bed on special occasions [Dagger]

unspecified: Bard x reader

unspecified: S/O who doesn’t drink alcohol [Peter]

unspecified: S/O who likes to cuddle and will sometimes tackle-hug them [Finny; Ronald; Snake; Undertaker]

palette meme: #39, “Absinthe Mage” [Peter]

preference: who would be okay ‘meeting the parents’?

songfic: “Hacerte Mía” by La Ross Maria and Nino Freestyle [Dagger OR Finny]

songfic meme: “Sea of Lovers” by Christina Perri [Dagger]

songfic: “Sneakin’ Around” from Star vs. the Forces of Evil [Dagger]

unspecified: S/O who works as a stand-up comedian [Undertaker]

unspecified: multilingual S/O who mumbles “I love you” in another language (with pet name) while cuddling [Dagger; Peter; Snake]

reaction: S/O studies psychology and will teach if asked [Beast; Dagger; Doll/Freckles; Joker; Jumbo; Peter; Snake; Wendy]

unspecified: Southern/Texan S/O who’s good at cooking [Bard]

unspecified: S/O who’s strong and protective [Peter]

fic: Joker x reader, reader is Doc’s apprentice and a good person trying to learn, they end up seeing Joker a lot and things develop

fic: based on the “guess again” scene from Game of Thrones [Peter]

reaction: S/O surprises them by adopting an orphan [Ciel; Edward; Grey; Phipps; Undertaker]

unspecified: S/O on the autism spectrum [Peter]

unspecified: S/O who’s a jazz and blues singer at a high-end establishment [Bard; Ciel; Finny; Mey Rin; Sebastian; Snake]

unspecified: walking in on (fem) S/O on a phone call and overhears her praising him to her family [Peter]

audio: Terms of Service AU [Dagger; Peter]

‘things that you want to hear’ meme: “there’s my beautiful bride” OR “I’m the luckiest man alive” [Beast; Wendy]

‘things that you want to hear’ meme: “I can’t stop thinking about you” OR “last night was incredible” [Peter]

songfic: “Remember Me”/“Recuérdame” from Coco [any character]

fic: survival AU (Safe & Sound AU?) Dagger x (fem) S/O reminding him that he’s important and enough

fic: angsty pining and fluff, reader is a big younger and pining for him, he thinks they should find someone younger [Bard]

unspecified: Phantomhive staff training ready to defend the manor

fic: reader fights Wolfram with Bard while escaping and they share angsty dialogue during the fight, then they start to grow closer again after Wolfram’s sacrifice

fic: anything [Undertaker]

unspecified: platonic, singing to the birds in the garden [Finny]

songfic: “Love Story” by Taylor Swift [Finny]

headcanons: Cheslock, any thoughts not already mentioned

reaction: fiancee being a witch [Edward]

headcanons: S/O who’s cheery around him but not so cheery around others [William]

reaction: (fem) S/O who’s hypermobile with knee problems [Dagger; Finny; Peter]

fic (??): visiting (fem) S/O at work but she’s dealing with nasty customers [modern!Agni]

scenario: fluff, S/O who loves baking [Snake]

unspecified: being a single parent [Bravat]

headcanons: reader who uses a (personalized!) cane to walk because of an accident [Alois; Ciel]

‘botantical’ headcanon meme: abatina; amaryllis; anemone; chrysanthemum; gardenia; heliotrope; hibiscus; ivy; marigold; peony; rose [Peter]

‘botanical’ headcanon meme: anemone; chamomile; daisy [Cheslock]

headcanons: wedding details [Grey]

fic: he comes to the hospital after reader gets hit by a car (fluffy ending) [modern!Agni]

‘botanical’ headcanon meme: amaryllis; hibiscus; ivy [Dagger; Joker]

reaction: (fem) S/O who’s an opera singer [Dagger; Joker; Jumbo; Peter; Snake]

reaction: hypermobile (fem) S/O’s joints start clicking and popping as they’re sleeping next to her for the first time [Dagger; Joker; Jumbo; Peter; Snake]

unspecified: adjusting to each other’s tastes and traditions [modern!Agni]

unspecified: keeping their relationship with (male) S/O a secret [Ciel; Joanne]

reaction: selectively mute S/O who owns a sassy, filthy-mouthed macaw [Cheslock; Grey; Phipps; Snake; Triplets]

unspecified: hypermobile (fem) S/O who goes to the doctor for knee problems and then buys him something nice [Peter]

reaction: hypermobile (fem) S/O with knee problems [Agni; Soma]

‘gemstone’ headcanon meme: amazonite; apatite; cat’s eye; citrine; diamond; diopside; emerald; fluorite; iolite; jasper; kyanite; onyx; opal; peridot; rose quartz; spinel; tiger’s eye; tourmaline; zircon [Peter]

reaction: helping their hypermobile (fem) S/O with physical therapy exercises [Bard; Ciel; Finny; Sebastian; Snake]

fic: continuation of modern!reader telling the future in riddles [Alois and Ciel]

reaction: friend/companion bringing (Astre/Luka) back to life [Alois; Ciel]

reaction: hypermobile (fem) S/O with knee problems [Grey; Lau; Phipps]

‘kiss & tell’ prompts: finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for; neck kisses that turn into love bites; wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them; a kiss while being reunited after a long time; kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy; a kiss to wake you lover up in the morning; kissing your partner to seal a marriage; a risky kiss between forbidden lovers; a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party [Peter]

‘kiss & tell’ prompts: a kiss to shut them up [Peter]

‘kiss & tell’ prompts: a possessive kiss to stake a claim [Lau]

unspecified: helping reader through a bad panic attack [modern!Agni]

‘settings’ prompts: 029, an extravagant greenhouse [Finny OR Snake]

reaction: hypermobile (fem) S/O with knee problems [Edgar; Gregory; Herman; Lawrence]

unspecified: moving house and it’s stressful but they’re still sweet to each other [Agni]

unspecified (fic??): (male) Reaper S/O, fluff, long day ends in stargazing and S/O falling asleep [William]

scenario: shy fem S/O [MacMillan]

scenario: having to escort his S/O to a graveyard at night for some reason [Grey]

headcanons: life before the troupe, birth family, etc. [Jumbo]

headcanons: NSFW [Jumbo]

headcanons: modern (what he usually does after uni, how he flirts, etc.) [Cheslock]

headcanons: scientist friend brings Luka back as a surprise [Alois]

headcanons: angsty, he discovers a horrible and ugly secret of reader’s [Maurice]

audio: helping hypermobile (fem) S/O with knee problems [Peter]

headcanons: when Anne gets sick vs. when her children get sick (Safe & Sound AU)

headcanons: cuddling [Jumbo]

audio: watching a documentary about London’s kidnapped children with Listener (Terms of Service AU??) [Doll/Freckles]

headcanons: hurt/comfort about family relationships [Ciel; Doll/Freckles; Joanne; Maurice]

‘stonework’ headcanons: rosy haze; touch; fog [Peter]

‘cupcake’ picrew meme: Peter

‘cupcake’ picrew meme: Dagger; Joker

‘tea’ picrew meme: Peter

‘stonework’ headcanons meme: coral fragments; brickwork shadows [Dagger; Peter; Snake]

‘stonework’ headcanons meme: apatite tic; chatter [Dagger; Peter; Snake]

[hentai-dreams-shop]

HENTAI DREAMS SHOP

HENTAI DREAMS SHOP

taurus. she/her. esfp. bisexual

—headcanons, scenarios, one shots, drabbles, incorrect quotes, imagines

I do fluff, angst and smut!

anime stories

headcanons, scenarios, one shots, drabbles, incorrect quotes are publishable in the blog. i accept requests. any ideas and kinks are welcome, as well as fluff, angst scenarios and relationship headcanons.

no pedophilia. i accept blood play, torture, dubcon, noncon, etc

some characters have restrictions

i have the right to refuse certain requests at my discretion

will do character x character if i agree with the ship

minors do not interact

all characters will be aged up accordingly in nsfw one shots!

no inappropriate or violent graphic images

will do yaoi, yuri, bisexuality, transgender sex, threesomes (and more)

will not have a regular posting schedule

—hunter x hunter, jujutsu kaisen, attack on titan, haikyuu, demon slayer, my hero academia, black butler, death note, kuroko’s basketball, spy x family, miraculous ladybug

HUNTER X HUNTER

gon, killua, kurapika, leorio, chrollo, hisoka, illumi, shizuku, machi, pakunoda, nobunaga, uvogin, feitan, shalnark, neon, ging

sfw only — gon, killua, shizuku, neon, ging

nsfw accepted for all other characters

relationship headcanons, scenarios, incorrect quotes, smut, angst, fluff

JUJUTSU KAISEN

itadori, megumi, nobara, maki, yuta, inumaki, gojo, geto, toji, naoya, sukuna, nanami, todo, choso, mahito

nsfw accepted for all characters above

relationship headcanons, scenarios, incorrect quotes, smut, angst, fluff

may contain manga spoilers!

ATTACK ON TITAN

eren, mikasa, armin, jean, sasha, connie, annie, reiner, bertholdt, levi, erwin, pieck, hange, porco, zeke, historia, ymir, gabi, falco

sfw only: gabi, falco, historia

nsfw accepted for all other characters

relationship headcanons, scenarios, incorrect quotes, smut, angst, fluff

may contain manga spoilers!

HAIKYUU

hinata, kageyama, tsukishima, yamaguchi, tanaka, nishinoya, sugawara, asahi, daichi, yachi, kiyoko, oikawa, iwaizumi, matsukawa, terushima, ushijima, tendo, goshiki, semi, shirabu, kenma, kuroo, lev, akaashi, bokuto, konoha, suna, atsumu, osamu, kita, aran, sakusa, hoshiumi, hirugami

all nsfw accepted for above characters

relationship headcanons, scenarios, incorrect quotes, smut, angst, fluff

may contain manga spoilers!

DEMON SLAYER

tanjiro, nezuko, zenitsu, inosuke, genya, kanao, ubuyashiki, sanemi, shinobu, giyu, rengoku, uzui, himejima, muichiro, kanroji, obanai, sabito, makomo, akaza, douma, kokushibo, muzan, rui, enmu, uzui’s wives

sfw only: tanjiro, nezuko, zenitsu, kanao, ubuyashiki, himejima, makomo, rui

nsfw accepted for other characters

relationship headcanons, scenarios, incorrect quotes, smut, angst, fluff

may contain manga spoilers!

MY HERO ACADEMIA

midoriya, bakugou, shouto, kirishima, kaminari, momo, mina, jirou, iida, aoyama, sero, uraraka, hagakure, shinso, monoma, hawks, dabi, shigaraki, twice, toga, mirio, tamaki, nejire, aizawa, midnight, natsuo, fuyumi

sfw only: tokoyami, uraraka, aoyama, hagakure

nsfw accepted for all other characters

relationship headcanons, scenarios, incorrect quotes, smut, angst, fluff

BLACK BUTLER

ciel, sebastian, alois, elizabeth, claude, bardroy, finnian, mey-rin, joker, snake, agni, soma, grell, william, charles grey, charles phipps, undertaker

sfw only: ciel, alois, elizabeth, finnian, mey-rin

nsfw accepted for every other character

relationship headcanons, scenarios, incorrect quotes, smut, angst, fluff

DEATH NOTE

light, ryuzaki (L), near, mello, matt, misa

sfw only: misa

nsfw accepted for every other character

near will be aged up even in sfw one shots

relationship headcanons, scenarios, incorrect quotes, smut, angst, fluff

KUROKO’S BASKETBALL

akashi, daiki, kuroko, kagami, kise, murasakibara, shintaro

sfw only: kuroko

nsfw accepted for every other character

relationship headcanons, scenarios, incorrect quotes, smut, angst, fluff

SPY X FAMILY

loid, yor, anya, damian, yuri

nsfw for loid forger only

no nsfw for loid x yor

relationship headcanons, scenarios, incorrect quotes, smut, angst, fluff

MIRACULOUS LADYBUG

marinette, ladybug, adrien, chat noir, chat blanc

marichat, ladrien, adrienette, ladyblanc, ladynoir

only character x character

scenarios, incorrect quotes, smut, angst, fluff

thank you!

—hentai-dreams-shop

[blackbutlerfandomnerddomain]

Can you do the prompt cottage for Doll x Our Ciel ?

https://at.tumblr.com/blackbutlerfandomnerddomain/some-phowill-smiledoll-short-fic-prompts/wvstz0icxfeh

A couple of a man and woman walk arm linked to arm along the dirt path, the night consuming their vision but they giggle and walk along either way. The gentleman stepped forward and opened a door of the cottage they walk to with a grin, the woman giggles and pulls him inside when she walks in.

The second the door was shut, after a moment of silence, screams of terror and pain beckons out as banging happens against the door much to no one's rescue.

"Murders within a town?"

The young Earl look up to the man dressed in black, the second Earl of youth laying in the bed beside him. Sebastian nods and continues, "They supposedly take place in Dublin's countryside. No police reports were made nor any press created." The weaker twin of the two sat up slowly and speaks, "Then how are we summoned to this case? Is it in favor of the Queen?" "Not this time."

The twins look at each other before looking back to Sebastian, who hands his master a letter with a odd seal he never seen before.

The Earl, lost within his title and name, wanders up the street in cover before hurrying to a male with long silver hair dressed in fine clothes. The man look up, grey eyes clashing with the lone blue.

"Ah, I see you got the letter." "Why are you asking me and Ciel to investigate a unaware murder in Dublin? All you know there is no murders to begin with."

Charles Grey tsked a sigh and walks in the gardens, the small following like a dog. Once beside some roses, he speaks, "I received a letter a few nights ago from a lad I went to Weston with. He was a bright eye noble with a good name and spirit. His letter, however, mentioned he was running away from home to a area in Dublin's countryside with some maiden brothel's owner's daughter to elope. In this letter he mentioned the area was somehow a secret place for lovers run and be wedded."

Ciel look at him confused, "An eloping spot? And you suspect murder?" "He failed to return home. Which I would've guessed since he's eloping with a girl no one would approve of. But even I haven't gotten a letter on it. Upon me going to this location, I was shunned away. And me and Phipps took a look in this small investigation, there we found many people of different ranks who went to this location never returned."

Hmm... A secret location where people elope never returning...

"You want me and Ciel to look into it?" The Queen's loyal butler plucks a rose and sniffs it, losing his fingers' grip he watch it fall to the floor unwavered. With a grim voice he speaks, "If anyone could do this justice, it would be the Queen's little pups that guard London's sickest Hell."

The sounds of some sort of dripping and a wheeze of a pump fills the room as long black finger nails tap a needle's head before it goes into pale flesh that turn a flush tone fast. Undertaker sits by his master loyally as Doll stands by the bed's other side staring at the blood within the glass container.

Ever since the events and effects of the two Phantomhives meeting again and fighting tooth and nail with one another, they found a ground. They both had a goal to fix, find those who caused their terrible memories and bring justice to each other. After fixing the damage Ciel, or as some preferred as Sirius still after it all when addressing him, caused for his baby brother, the two began to work on the shared title of Earl Phantomhive and the Queen's Guard Dogs. On many occasions the twins swap places of their names to attend a party or do a piece of work, Ciel took back his Funtom company and has been working hard still, the engagement of Lady Elizabeth Midford was place on hold for the now and neither boys have went to the world outside the manor that much. As for Doll, Sirius' very good donor helper from the F.O.L. Orphanage, she was captured by Snake and Finny, two workers of Ciel's staff, and forced to stay beside her Lord until he says she's free to go. Despite the still bickers of the brother and her.

The bedroom door creaked opened and the demon butler dressed in black and the small Lord he follows and listens to step in the room, the butler holding some papers. "I recon you got some words on the matter Young Earl?" Said Undertaker, his face cheeky. Sebastian showed the papers to the bed sheets to show what he had found in the forms of names and drawings of locations, "Heaven's Cottages is a secret valley of cottages placed in the deep countryside of Dublin Ireland, reports for those who hear of this place, more of people who went and returned, describe it as a couple get away that helps couples in search of elopement an escape of society. Two people who arrived to Heaven's Cottages and returned safe and sound talked about the two owners of the land helping them set up a small wedding of sorts. However, upon deeper look, the pattern of missing persons become very clear."

As the demon explained, Ciel glanced to Doll who look back at him, her face quickly twisting in a scowl, "What?" "Could you please leave? This is important matters-" "When do I listen to you?"

Lord, if storms can be made by the tension the two show when they glare at each other-

Sirius throat clear interrupts any angry bursts that may crack soon, "Not now you two."

The two humphed and turned away from each other.

As Sebastian poured the two nobles tea, they chatted more, "What shall we do with this case? Your condition seemed to have been getting worst due to the cold weather." Said Ciel, his eye now showing the worry Sirius must've felt all these years with his asthma. Sirius shrugs and sighs, "It has but it also gotten better. We can't ignore this case, it won't be fair to the families or dare I even say Grey since he asked for us special." "And it isn't like we could easily send someone in. Even with Sebastian or Undertaker, not knowing much what we're getting into is far more dangerous. Especially with your health lately."

As Ciel reached for one of Undertaker's well known biscuits, Doll reached over and snatched it in front of his eyes, earning a glare from the boy and a cackle of Undertaker. "The answer of the problem is simple me Lord," The two boys looked to the silver fox of a ex reaper with curious eyes, "You must go in guise as a eloper."

The very thought made Ciel's head spin.

Why in Hell would he need to pretend to be someone who's running away from their family to get married in a murdery cottage village?

What's worst, who the hell would even be the bride?

Ciel groaned into his cold hands, his cheeks and knuckles already flushed with the nippy autumn air. His less than his normal well tailored attire not helping in the case as he has only one of Sebastian's tail coats keeping him warm. "Why must this happen?" He cursed some as he tucked his hands in the coat's armpits in secret as the tall handsome devil dressed in black stand beside him snickering. "Come now Young Master," Said Sebastian, "You will be on holiday with your beloved at long last."

This earned a glare from his master in return. "She is not my beloved. Tell me again why it has to be me and her alone working this case?" He hissed, sneezing at the slight ping of stray cat fur hits his nose. Sebastian hummed with a grin as he answer the question in hand, "It seems easier for Miss Doll to be the one to make sure the Young Lord is safe and sound as he solves this case sooner than later. Besides, Lady Elizabeth wouldn't be able to help this case and we had no time to politely ask Mr Lau if we could borrow one of his kind female workers to help pretend to be the little Earl's bride, no?"

Before Ciel could snap at Sebastian again, a carriage rides up, catching their attentions. The doors open and Finny helps a woman out of the carriage. The young woman is dressed in a fine silk robin blue dress with a high white lacy and robin blue neckline of buttons coated in silver, soft white Engageantes with frilly white lace pokes out the somewhat puffed sleeves, the skirt reaching the little top above the ankles with lace and beautiful silk all around with a clean sign of a bustle, her short brown hair tied up in a up-do with a hair pin stabbing the softness of the hair's texture to keep the average sided blue and white rose styled poke bonnet with a white ribbon tied perfectly under the chin but the bangs sweep the right side of her face, her face lightly powdered with a soft pink tint as her lashes are fluffed and well groomed like her eyebrows as her cheeks have a flushed tint to it.

The boy's cheeks warmed some seeing her, a soft hum filling his chest like summer bees. That feel quickly dipped into a sour flavor when that typical scowl comes across the coated face.

"Remember you two, your names for this place are Jane Swiften and Tom Maurice," Said Sebastian as he gives the two the money they need and train tickets as well as some few small items that could sell their pitch of two love-birds, "You will play the role of a noble woman running away to elope with her family's recently fired servant boy." The butler gave his master's hand a light squeeze as he mutters lower than the previous words, "Due call me when you are in trouble."

The two teens glance at each other, almost seeing if the other one would chicken out and they don't have to do this game of masks and fake names, before nodding in unison answer.

Ciel leans on the railing of the very short boat trip as his throat heaves. The two teens have just gotten off their second train ride and hopped to the ferry ride that only lasts 3 extra hours to guide them to the beautiful lands of Dublin. Beside the lad is Doll who does nothing but watch and scold the person she's meant to pretend to be running off with, "You serious should've eaten before we left."

The young man with dark hair turns to her with a frown, a tsk hitting his teeth. "Alright listen," He started, earning the attention of his "bride". He continued, "In order for this to work we have to lay some sort of ground we can step on. Without it this case would fall apart faster than we could take a step in Heaven's Cottages."

Sapphire eye roll but the girl sighs, "Okay, I'll start. I'll call you Smile in this trip." Ciel's cheeks burn from that terrible circus name. Instantly be protest but a gloved hand stopped him, "And you will call me Doll. It'll be easier for us to spread information to each other but also to add a lair to this whole "lovey-dovey" guise understood?"

Not willing to lose, Ciel nods and grumbled a "fine". But before Doll could share a cocky grin of victory, he quickly added, "I'll go next. If anything we do make each other uncomfortable we speak up fast and stop whatever it is. That means I'll stop if you say I do something that makes you uncomfortable as you will do the same if I say something you did made me uncomfortable." Doll tsked and nodded, arms folded over her chest.

After a moment, the ferry stops to the port and those on it hurried out with their luggage. For the two they had only one bag for each so it was easy to grab onto their items and leave the boat.

Peacock-blue eyes scan the waves of people as he tries to locate what would make this search of a hidden elopes valley is, "Reports say there's a man with a carriage who'd take your there, a man in a blue coat." Doll started looking around before pointing to the grass area, away from everyone else, sitting by a wooden wagon with a cigarette in his mouth. A blue coat over his baggy shirt.

After looking at each other, the two nod and made their way over to the man with their luggage. "Evening sir, could we request a ride?" Asked Ciel, taking a second to glance at Doll who suddenly wrapped her arm around his. The man scoffs, "Piss off lad, Ay ain't takin no body to anywhere." Before Ciel could protest, Doll spoke, her voice soft toned almost like when she was performing in the circus, "We must've gotten the wrong man Smile. Best we try looking for the cottages soon before the weather gets colder." Misty eyes of age stare at the two some before a grin of teeth that hasn't been taken cared of shine as the man speaks through his smoke, "Ahh, ye shoul'da told me yer were goin' to the cottages. Hop on up lov birds."

The two teens listened fast and hurried on, Ciel helping Doll up due to her new outfit having a limit stretching course.

The smell of dirt fills the senses of smell as the city disappear from view, the aches of pains already settling in in the asses of the travelers sitting in this wonky wooden wagon and their feets being sore from the standings and walkings they endured already. With a softer volume, Ciel spoke to his partner in this case as the wind cancels most of the conversations, "That was some fast thinking back there." As he turned he caught Doll as she was removing the bonnet and undoing her hair for a moment, the setting sun making a painting of her cold weather flushed face. There's that warmth and buzzing again...

They must've been riding for a few minutes, maybe some hours, but time was lost within the somewhat tired head of Ciel as the wagon stopped in front of a small valley dip of grass and dirt. "'His how far ay take ye. Best of luck lov' birds."

Grabbing their luggage and waves the wagon man away for their free ride, the two wandered south down the hill. That wander wasn't so easy with Doll's new fashion not used to her and Ciel's lacking of such movements growing up. How they not fall on their faces and rolled down the hill was a shock to them!

But luckily, they stumped upon many small one story cottages far across the valley only being guarded by one single wooden fence and a small two story brick home right beside it.

"Cute." Said Doll in a mutter, a smile on her lips. Ciel looked around the fence until two figured walked out, a middle aged woman with her equal aged male. "Hello there, this is private property." Said the woman, her voice was sweet and gentle toned despite the small threat laced in there. Ciel walked forward, "Uh- I'm Tom Maurice. This is my lover Jane. We were hoping you can give us a room tonight-" The man snarled down to him, "This is private property!" He howled. His voice, unlike the woman's, was rough and harsh with a thick coat of British accents.

Doll stepped forward in a sign of plea of her voice, "Oh please sir and ma'am. Just for a night we'll be out of your hairs right after." Ciel could easily sense the raise of boiling tension, fear of losing this mission already settling in his small thin body. Then a idea hit him. Shaking knees, the dark haired boy fell to the dirt. This got the attention of Doll who hurried over. "Smile! Are you alright?" She asked, her voice a clear sign of worry. With a quiver of his lip, Ciel spoke, "I am so terribly sorry m'lady. I thought at long last we found the patch of Heaven's grounds that'll welcome us openly no matter our titles. I have failed to bring us happiness...Forgive me Doll." As he brought his hands to his face to "hide his shame", Doll caught on and gently cupped his face, forcing their blue eyes to lock. With a soft voice, she said, "You didn't fail us my love. We just made a misstep. We will find the cottages and be together."

With a small but secret glance, Ciel can see the faces of the lands' owners that are soft and sympathetic.

Ciel stared at the ceiling of their cottage. The cottage was cute and simple sized with only one other door beside the front door was the bathroom which was now shut with the sound of someone bathing on the other side.

The two were so happy they managed to "prove" they were elopers to the cottage land's owners, Mary-Anne and Roger Thompson, and to let them stay. The one downside of the whole finally getting a cottage was the single one bed fit for two.

He sighs, "I'm willing to sleep on the floor if you feel uncomfortable." He can hear Doll's voice through the door, "No it's fine. I rather you sleep in the bed with me. Makes me sleep better y'know?" Ciel remembers her reasoning back in the circus of them sharing a tent, nodding as it made sense to him. Still, they are a unsupervised unmarried boy and girl sharing a bed, his parents would be rolling in their graves upon hearing such things of their son.

Ciel's thoughts were stopped when he heard Doll's call out of "No! This is terrible!" "Is there a problem?" There was a pause. Now Ciel was thinking something happened. Should he run in? What if she isn't clothed? That'll be a dishonor on her part for his worry. Would she care though? She did offer to bathe with him and made him touch her breast in the circus.

After a pause as his mind race, Ciel decided to hurry into the bathroom to check on her. But he was stopped when the door opened to show Doll dressed for bed, angry embarrassment on her face.

Ah, seems Sebastian offered Doll the night gown Lizzie gifted him but customized it to her size.

"This is terrible! I can't wear something so frilly and cute, it doesn't suit me at all!" Groaned Doll, her hands gripping the ends of the skirt of the dress in a grumble as her cheeks burn pink deeply. A snort from the small Earl stops the girl of her rant of her sleep attire, his face was a snickering mess. That boy got a punch in the arm in return.

The warm morning sun drips through the curtains, the scent of the late night rain seeping pass the roof and walls as it makes it a gentle warmth of protection of the two souls resting in bed. Two bodies were softly rested together under the covers, their arms lazily locked around each other as so their legs, a brunette's head was laid to rest on the thin small chest frame of a pretty boy who looks so peaceful.

Peacock blue eyes slowly fluttered open and glanced to the freckled peaceful sleeping face so close to him. He blinks for a moment before he feels his face go red.

Before the young man could shake her awake or crawl away, there's a knock at the door that awoken the sleeping maiden. "Breakfast for the happy couple~!" Said a cherry female voice, the woman who runs the cottages. The two didn't have time to part away before the door open to show Mrs Mary-Anne with a younger woman holding a trey of food.

The older woman giggles at the sight and spoke with a soft posh Irish accent coo, "You two are simply adorable. Must be nice to finally freely cuddle like this yes?" Ciel put his arms around Doll and puts on a smile, silently thanking he slept with his eyepatch on this time. "Oh yes ma'am. Thank you so much." He said with chipper chirp. Doll groaned tiredly in response, a small nuzzle deeper in the lad's arms was her words, but her head lifted some upon smelling food.

"We had prepared some breakfast for you two to enjoy. Eat up and wash up, cause you two can join the activities with the others." This perked the interests of Ciel while Doll watch the trey get placed down, he asked, "Activities?" Mary-Anne smiles, her voice soft again, "It's to help the bond of a fated pair grow stronger. You'll meet others through these and have lots of memories."

The two women left, the sound of the door being locked being heard and then footsteps walking away. "I didn't notice it last night, but the cottages must be locked from the outside instead of inside. Why would they be the case if she or her husband have free rein to come in at anytime?" Mumbled Ciel, finally glancing to the breakfast of two of each item: Sausages, preserves with a side of breads and one stick of butter to split, bacon, and eggs. Beside the plates are two cups of freshly squeezed orange juice.

He sighs and joined in on eating with Doll, for a moment the two forgetting they are in a bed alone together just for the moment of bliss of eating at last after barely anything the day before and the comforting warmth the cottage brought.

The open fields were filled with people going about their merry way in lovers bliss. The skies were clear and happy. What a beautiful day to be.

After eating breakfast and getting dressed without dare speaking or looking at each other, Ciel and Doll went and followed Mary-Anne and George to these "activities" where they met many other people living in the cottages to be free to love each other.

After introductions were made and small talk was created, the activities started.

Oh boy did the two want to pause on these activities.

Each one was a sort of bond activity, like "I trust the person to catch me" and bonding with the other elopers. Ciel wound up going to the land with some other men while Doll watched with some of the women and some other men who they would guess be the "bride" of certain relationships giggling away before she stabs her fingers with the needle work. In one moment Ciel fell in some mud getting dirty, and upon seeing Doll's laughing face, he grinned and chased her until he wrapped his arms around her as she laughs and playfully pleas for mercy.

Oh how they would want to pause these activities this very moment. . .

George finished tying the fabric around the two's ankles and readjust the knot of their wrists as Mary-Anne speaks, "To know you're perfect for one another, you must have full trust with each other. You must trust your partner will guide you through the toughest times. With these knots symbolized the strength and bond you and your true love will share as you go on a small adventure together to gather berries and flowers for tonight." Ciel bit back the urge to roll his eyes as he senses Doll is doing the same.

After everyone looked at each other, the elopers went to the forest area as Doll and Ciel carefully try to walk and not drag each other.

"No no we should go this way." Argued Ciel as he tugged his body left. Doll firmly stood still before tugging right. "No. I saw Angel and Pepper go this direction, that must mean we can get food there." The two tugged back and forth for a bit before they stumbled and fall to the floor beside a bush.

Ciel sat up and looked to Doll, seeing as she laid in a pile of dead leafs as her brown hair wavy from the two times she had it up sprawled out like a halo around her head, the gentle light coming through the leafs and branches of the trees making a beam to show the nature around the two. His beautiful eye glance down to the lips of her partner, the buzzing feeling within his chest returning once more as his though moved about; Is this okay? I should move. But how would we do that with our wrists and ankles bound together? She's not voicing a concern imminently. Is she okay? She...looks beautiful...as always...

The moment he snapped out of his thoughts he realized how much closer the two got and instantly sat up with each other's help. W-What just-? Why were we so close?

Ciel noticed some of Doll's dress got some cuts from the bushes and hang his head, "I apologize. Your dress-" A finger pressed on his lips stopped him from speaking further, he looked up to see Doll standing with a smile with some leafs still in her hair. "It's fine Smile. It's just a dress."

It's a chilly wind, that's why it feels warm...

A peacock blue eye glance away to get away from the buzzing feeling of unknown, spotting a odd silhouette far deep within the valley's trees. "Look there." He said. Doll turned her head to the spot he seeks and makes a curious noise, "Is that a cottage?" Locking eyes again, the two nod and made their way over there.

Indeed, it was a cottage. A single two story cottage with a loft being a second story and resting area and a small sized dining area to see when they stepped in the dusty home. Yes, dusty. Dust was floating about and on bits and pieces of the cottage, plants of grown in and through the walls that gives the nature scent a bigger feel. It was oddly beautiful for the two.

They walked around inside some, seeing each bits and piece for any hints of why this was hidden. "Oi Smile, looking over here." Said Doll as she stands near one of the beams holding the loft. Ciel turned his head and looked at the wooden piece, covered in some plants and age, to see a small carving of sorts right in the center. "CP AC..?" As he examines the carving, he sees small hooks with silver rings on them. "Hmm, now why would these still be here if this place is abandoned?" He asked. Doll looked to his view and cracked a grin as she snorted, "Maybe to keep Tam Lin at bay." "Tam Lin?" The brunette look at him confused, "You don't know the Balled of Tam Lin?? You're much richer then I am!" "Well I apologize for not knowing a kids story!"

Doll snorted and laugh, "It's no kids story Smile. It's a tale that tells when you wander the forest you must leave a green coat or ring behind or else Tam Lin would take your virginity instead." Ciel's face turns red as he blubbers, "What?! What kind of tale is that?!" His face burned redder as Doll howled in laughter.

The sky has grown dark by the time the final activity ended, a large fire was built as the elopers and land owners sit around eating some food and drink some drinks, George being a large barrel of beer and many bottles of wine for all. So it implies they get some sort of income, noted Ciel as he watched his cup be filled with some booze.

"You two took a while in the forest, I hope you were alright." Said the soft tone of one of the brides, Maggie, beside the two detectives of this odd case as food is passed around. Ciel luckily came up with the lie, "Oh, yes. It's just been a while since I was in the forest, never with my hand and ankle bound of course." Maggie's lover, Lucille, looked between the two and chirped a rather odd question, "Why are one of your eyes covered?" Maggie smacked her love's arm lightly in response. "Don't be rude." Before Ciel could possibly try and think of a lie, he was first taken aback from Doll's voice, "He was in the yard when a tree branch nearly hit my family's dog. Smile pushed him out of the way and got injured. Had to be in bed for a long while. As for me," She touched her bangs softly as her voice dipped, "My father did this...Never been one to treat a daughter as one you know? It doesn't hurt much now but it will never heal." Suddenly, a smile came upon that cute freckled face, "It was only then was when I decided to run off. I would rather be beside the one I love most who loves me regardless then with him any longer. Blood or not."

Both women smile and praise, "You two truly are brave." Ciel only smiled and slowly realized upon looking down his hand was locked with Doll's. He has been doing that a lot huh? Spacing out at random moment...

With a few blinks, the lad answered the sudden question of their nicknames rather easily, "O-Oh..well...look at her. She's preciously beautiful." There was a pause. Did he...did he mess up? Slowly, he glanced to Doll who's face was pink as roses. Her voice was suddenly meek as she looked away, "U-Um...well...you should really see the world when he smiles..."

Ciel and Doll soon ate together in silence, sometimes chatting the ears off of the people around them as they drank. Before either noticed, dancing was done my some of the lovers. Before he realized, Ciel was forced to his feet as Doll pulled him to the crowd giggling. "Wait, Doll-I-I can't dance properly-" "Relax Smile, just be calm."

One hand went to his shoulder and soon his hand went to her waist as they danced on the grass barefoot, albeit clumsy and awkward which earned snorts from the brunette.

By the time the night activities were a end, both teens simply collapsed to bed with sore tired souls, only having moved was Ciel when both had to change to their night attire.

As the earl climbed back into bed, he watched as Doll look and stare at him, "What is it?" He asked, his voice a rasp whisper of hush which given his usual voice and cute face made Doll giggle. "Do you always have to wear that patch to bed? I've seen what it looks like. Unless he comes when you take it off?" Ciel shook his head at her question and replied, "No. He comes when I ask him. It's just a habit. Especially since there's a chance they'll come into the room."

Slowly, both scooted closer to seek warmth from the chilly night. Their breaths lingered of wine and food against their hot breaths. Doll's finger tips lazily undid the knot of Ciel's eye patch and let it fall. Ciel's hand slowly rose up and softly rubs the bangs that cover half her face.

"That story was true you know..."

That voice caught Ciel by surprise as he stares at Doll, her wound now shown pass her hair. "My father really did that to me...Hit me with a fire poker fresh off the fireplace...Right after he left me in the East End..." Suddenly, a meek yet weak sad chuckle left those lips he's been staring at the whole time, "I can't remember my own name. Pathetic ain't it?" "... No." Doll look at him, tear eye widen in surprise. He continued, "He's the pathetic one to hurt someone so precious to begin with."

Doll smile, a tear sliding from her damaged eye caught on Ciel's thumb, "Thanks Smile..." She muttered before she seemingly drifted off to the land of sleep.

Ciel stared at the girl sleeping beside him, the realm of night calling to him to sleep as he stares so longingly to her resting face. How damned would he be to desire to order Sebastian to find her father just so he could yell at him? How wrong is it he wants to comforts all her tears like this and kiss away her sorrows? How bloody tortuous does it feels in his chest right now as memories pluck away the feeling of happy glow hidden in the darkness of shadows and moonlight?

A sudden jerk awaken Doll from her slumber, as her mind woke up so did her body as she slowly began to feel the senses of being cold and in some place new. She opened her eye and sees herself in darkness, then her eyes readjusted to see the ceiling and walls of what seems to be a carriage.

She sat up and looked around, she was still dressed in her nigh gown with a black coat over her, her bags at the carriage's floor, and just across from her seated nicely is a gent dressed in black as the nightly shadows dance across his handsome face. "Did you have a good rest my lady? I would be heartbroken if you were discomforted." Said his deep handsome voice as his dark eyes glimmer in smirk.

Doll glares at him and barks, "Why are you here? Where am I?" Sebastian tilted his head like a curious bird while his grin lingers, "The Young Lord requested you to leave. I am simply following orders to take you back."

She felt her heart sink at the words. Smile was... asking her to leave...

Was it her past? Her scar? Could it be he never liked hanging out with her to begin with?

"Humans are strange aren't they?"

Doll, blue eye tearing up for her emotions, glare back at the butler, "What the bloody fuck are you talking about demon?" Sebastian's grin grew as he speaks, "You two can't stand to even look at each other yet you both have the same face at the idea of being away. He says he doesn't want to spend another day with you hating his being then orders me to take you away for safety. Indeed, humans are strange."

Flashes of memories of the circus hit Doll's vision as each blink recreated a moment of the two all the way up to now. Yes, she still remembers that feeling of fire warmth near her skin, she'll never forget that. Yes, her eye still stings with tears but she still wants to cry, she'll never forget that. Yes, she still thinks on those moments, she'll never forget that...

Like she'll never forget Smile now... She'll never forget his betrayal... She'l never forget his smile... She'l never forget his glimmer of shine of his peacock blue eye... She'll never forget the warmth of his hands... She'll never forget those words her aching heart desperately desired more than air...

Without warning, hands grabbed to the butler much to his shock, pulling his face towards the face of the small bitter female.

"Take me back right now you demon!"

Dark eyes shine a glow of magenta for a moment before a grin appeared once again.

"Of course my lady."

A weak back hits against the wall, cold wind spiking out the lips of it's owner.

It was mere hours since Ciel curled back into bed after Sebastian took Doll from the cottage, the scent of lavender and jasmine filling his sense of smell making him crawl deeper in sleep by force. Just when his eyes grew so heavy and his arms can't move he heard the door unlock and open-

Ciel coughs when he gets punched rather hard in his soft stomach by George, unable to hear the man's grumblings of questions on "Jane Swiften". Oh, right, Doll's alias...

The boy shivered slightly at the feelings of cold wrapped around his wrists as he's forced to stand up right, only then through his dark hair he was able to glance up at the man and the room itself. The room seemed to be darker than a normal one, bigger, with tables of trinkets and items that shine and glimmer under oil lamp light, another table with cut up clothes and picked apart bags of many, and a large pile of what he knows are corpses stayed back in the corner in the shadows so he's unable to see who the bodies belong to. So, they've been taken in elopers and taking away any valuables from the richer folk and killing their partners. Thought Ciel as he examines the remains and tried to think of a way to get out. Surely Sebastian had just finished getting Doll to the manor by now yes?

Before the name of his demon left his tongue, Ciel paused upon hearing a voice of a young woman calling out for Mary-Anne and George. "DOLL! Leave!" He coughed as he shook in his chain. It was no use, it's clear he can hear the outside by the outside can't hear him.

His heart was beating so fast as he tried to think of a way to get out and get Doll out. No, get Doll out first. She's most important now!

"..tian..."

He breathed in before his blood turned freezing cold, his body aching from the cold and pain, his heart beating so hard and so loud it's for sure bruising his insides.

"SEBASTIAN! SAVE HER NOW!"

The feeling of sunlight touches tired eyelids as they slowly opened up to see a field of moving grass and pink skies of a rising sun. Ciel head spun lightly as he shifted to his side and see a swollen red eyed brunette staring at him. "Doll-" "Don't move too much. You still have to rest Smile."

After a pause, he realized he's on a wagon going up the hill with his butler driving them. He feels the warm blanket over their still nightly attire bodies. His wounds have felt more sore than painful now. And Doll is here... Doll is safe...

The little lord let out a sigh of relief as he rests his head against her tender chest, his eyes feeling pure water as he shook not from cold or pain but the feeling of many emotions leaving him at once. "U-Uh...Smile..." "Never leave me...I beg you...The world has been cruel to you...has as I...I plea for forgiveness and will plea forever...I will do whatever it takes to repair every pain you feel no matter the cost...Ever since that night I never once had a thought without you in them... You have bewitched me my dear Doll...and for that I...and I...I...I love you..."

His words were flowing out like water down a fountain, his heart was aching and oozing out each word like a gospel of a Bible verse. She can hate him forever. She can hit him and spit at his name. But while he's here he shall lay down his crumbling walls and show off his tender feelings he will never forget nor remove no matter what life gives him. He wants to see her smile. He wants to see her eye shine. He wants to hold her hand. He wants to wipe away her tears. He wants to hear her voice. He wants to taste her sorrow...

He wants her...all of her...and he felt like a idiot that it took a few nights in a deadly cottage town to realize how special she is...

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<a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/43267683"><strong>White Maid Arc 5: Phantomhive Manor Murders</strong></a> (100860 words) by <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/users/Alexandraa_Rossi"><strong>Alexandraa_Rossi</strong></a><br />Chapters: 12/12<br />Fandom: <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/tags/Kuroshitsuji%20%7C%20Black%20Butler">Kuroshitsuji | Black Butler</a><br />Rating: Mature<br />Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death<br />Relationships: Sebastian Michaelis/Original Female Character(s), Sebastian Michaelis & Original Female Character(s), Sebastian Michaelis/Original Character(s), Agni & Sebastian Michaelis, Sebastian Michaelis & Ciel Phantomhive<br />Characters: Sebastian Michaelis, Aurora Magne, Angelica Laverne, Ciel Phantomhive, Arthur Conan Doyle (Kuroshitsuji), Charles Grey (Kuroshitsuji), Charles Phipps, Double Charles - Character, Baldroy (Kuroshitsuji), Finnian (Kuroshitsuji), Mey-Rin (Kuroshitsuji), Tanaka (Kuroshitsuji), Lau (Kuroshitsuji), Ran-Mao (Kuroshitsuji), Irene Diaz, Karl Woodley, Patrick Phelps<br />Additional Tags: Sad with a Happy Ending, Demon Sebastian Michaelis, Ciel Phantomhive is a Brat, Everyone Needs A Hug, Love Confessions, Falling In Love, Declarations Of Love, Romance, Angst and Romance, Slow Burn, Manga & Anime, Canon - Manga, Angel/Demon Relationship, Angel Wings, Angel Healing, Demon Deals, Rough Sex, Sex, Mild Sexual Content, Mild Smut, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Murder Mystery, Murder, Pain, Grief/Mourning, Five Stages of Grief, Affairs, Childhood Sweethearts, Sebastian x Angel OC, Eventual Smut, Friends to Lovers, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Soulmates, Romantic Soulmates, Anxiety Disorder, Flashbacks, Anime/Manga Fusion, Canon - Anime, Alternate History, Passion, Cross-Posted on Wattpad, Star-crossed, Trauma, Regency, Regency Romance, Implied Sexual Content, Implied Relationships, I'm Bad At Tagging, Fluff and Angst<br />Series: Part 5 of <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/series/3037071">White Maid</a><br />Summary: <p>Love never dies. Until it does.</p><p>Now Fallen, Aurora has dissolved her romance with Sebastian- despite still being smitten with the demon. She's only just recovered from her transformation when Ciel- under the command of the queen, hosts a party that takes a murderous turn, and is marked as a target.</p><p>Anxiety gripping her as death appears to be something the angel cannot stomach, she finally begins to accept the demon back into her life.</p><p>But just as she's ready to do so...</p><p>It's his corpse she finds first thing in the morning.</p>

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TAT Mushrooms: The Rare and Highly Valued Strain for Mycologists

Discover the Beauty of True Albino Teacher (TAT) Mushrooms TAT (True Albino Teacher) mushroom is a genetically-modified variety of Psilocybe cubensis psychedelic mushroom species and exhibits true albino traits. "Jik Fibs," an active Shroomery user, used his expertise in cultivating Golden Teachers to isolate an albino variation. After months of work and many generations had passed, a strain emerged which produced fully albino mushrooms. Under a microscope, this strain's spores appear colorless; true albinos contain no pigment in their spores; TAT mushrooms have pure white hue and an above average potency rating. TAT mushrooms are an absolute delight to grow, with an easy maintenance schedule comparable to any of the other Psilocybe cubensis strains on the market. Their spores come from albino genetics so are sold as sets as it's not possible to print from these mushrooms. TAT mushrooms possess all of the same properties as Golden Teacher strain. Furthermore, TAT varieties feature an all-white albino look with translucent white surfaces and ghost-like ghostliness, giving an alluring silver hued hue. Psilocybe cubensis is one of the best-known species of psychedelic mushrooms, and TAT is one of its strains. However, TAT is not the only albino strain of Psilocybe cubensis; there are others such as KSAT (Koh Samui Super Strain x TAT), Jack Frost (APE x TAT), and AMVP (TAT x Melmak).

History of Tat Mushroom

Psilocybe cubensis is known for producing fruiting bodies with above average potency that feature true albino traits; these produce pure white fruiting bodies known as Tat mushrooms. Jake Phipps (known by his online mushroom community name Jik Fibs) from Canada first identified this strain when cultivating Golden Teachers and isolated its albino variant during cultivation. Through years of work and many generations, eventually an albino strain emerged that produced fully albino mushrooms. True Albino Teachers (TAT), is a new isolate developed to stabilize albino genetics. TAT mushroom has an all-white albino appearance that makes it stand out among cubensis mushrooms; additionally, its spores do not contain pigment; like true albinos it does not pigment its spores either. TAT mushrooms can be purchased as cultivation material via spore swabs or syringes for cultivation purposes. What are the Unique Properties of TAT Mushroom Strain TAT mushroom strain stands out due to its all-white albino appearance - distinct from that of Golden Teacher strain. Additionally, TAT mushroom spores do not contain pigmented spots and therefore provide evidence of true albinism. TAT mushrooms possess all of the properties and potency associated with Golden Teacher strain, making it an excellent alternative. TAT mushrooms display moderately-sized clusters with milky white stems and long width-to-depth ratio, wide and flat white caps with blue-grey speckles, as well as long white stems, as well as milky-white caps with blue-grey patches on them and their gills. TAT mushroom spores possess an almost colorless quality that makes them distinctive from leucistic varieties of psychedelic mushrooms. As mature specimens, TAT mushrooms often take on more of an appearance similar to white flowers than that of mushrooms. TAT mushroom strain stands out due to its all-white albino appearance, setting it apart from most cubensis mushrooms. An offshoot of Golden Teacher strain, TAT exhibits all of the same properties as its original strain. TAT mushroom spores do not contain pigment, similar to true albinos which lack any pigmentation at all. Instead, their spores have a somewhat transparent or colorless quality which sets it apart from leucistic varieties of psychedelic mushrooms and makes this species truly beautiful! Growing TAT mushrooms is truly enjoyable as any other Psilocybe cubensis strain currently available on the market and makes for an impressive collection addition! What Are The Effects of TAT Mushrooms

Unfortunately, no concrete information regarding the effects of TAT mushroom strain are provided in search results. As it is likely a type of psilocybin magic mushroom, however, its effects should likely include hallucinogenic properties when consumed. Though effects vary by individual and may include feelings of euphoria, altered time perception, mood changes and changes to thought patterns as well as nausea, vomiting and anxiety when taken in high doses or uncomfortable environments - also be mindful that accidental ingestion of poisonous varieties could pose risks in case you are unfamiliar with species you consume when eating magic mushrooms by mistake can pose significant health risks as it could lead to serious side effects that could potentially poisonous species - be wary if taken unknowingly as poisonous species could result. Where can I purchase TAT mushrooms

TAT mushroom spores and syringes can be purchased online stores that specialize in mushroom cultivation supplies. While cultivation of some Psilocybe species is illegal in certain countries, microscopy and taxonomy use is perfectly legal in others - therefore these stores only sell TAT mushroom spores/syringes for microscopy/taxonomy use only as growing them could violate local laws/regulations and consumption may also be unlawful depending on local regulations before purchasing any magic mushroom products (syringes/spores or otherwise). Before purchasing any TAT mushroom spores/syringes. it is wise to research local laws/regulations before purchasing any TAT mushroom spores/syringes as possible before purchasing TAT mushroom spores/syringes/syringes before purchasing any TAT mushroom spores/syringes. What are the Differences Between True Albino Teacher and Golden Teacher Strains

True Albino Teacher (TAT) mushroom is an all-white variety of the original Golden Teacher strain with all of the same benefits but with an attractive, all-white albino appearance. TAT mushroom's caps and stems are ghostly white while its silvery-hued gills create an eye-catching contrast. TAT mushrooms provide more tactile effects with quicker psychedelic effects lasting several hours at most. Golden Teachers is the iconic magic mushroom strain and recommended as the go-to strain for beginner growers. These mushrooms are popular and potency are legendary; in fact they have long been seen on market as one of the mainstays. Many of the strains sold today likely originate from Golden Teacher genetics or were selectively bred from them, including White Rabbit, Yeti, Alcabenzi, Golden Emperor, and Golden Halo strains. A hallmark feature of a Golden Teacher strain is its golden-yellow caps. What are the effects of True Albino Teacher strain?

Search results provide scant information regarding the effects of True Albino Teacher (TAT) strain mushroom mushrooms, but TAT mushroom strain has become well known for producing more tactile, faster acting psychedelic effects that last several hours or even days. TAT mushroom shares all of the properties associated with its original Golden Teacher strain, including producing effects ranging from euphoria and happiness to spiritual experiences and introspection. Note that magic mushrooms, including TAT mushroom, may produce hallucinogenic effects when consumed. Their exact effects depend on several factors including dose, individual tolerance level and the context in which they're consumed; to minimize risks it's recommended that one start out small by taking a low dose and building up slowly over time to gauge tolerance levels. What Are the Effects of True Albino Teacher Mushrooms

True Albino Teacher (TAT) mushrooms are an unusual strain of cubensis fungus known for its ghostly white caps and stems. TAT mushrooms are widely considered to have above-average potency, slightly greater than their parent strain, the Golden Teacher. TAT mushrooms are famous for producing more tactile, faster acting psychedelic effects which last several hours or even days. TAT mushrooms' effects are comparable to other Psilocybe cubensis strains and may cause changes in mood and thought-pattern, and at higher doses hallucinations. Nausea may also occur as a side effect from taking magic mushrooms. TAT mushrooms may cause different results depending on the dose, individual tolerance level and setting in which they're taken. It is advised to consume magic mushrooms safely and with trusted individuals in a comfortable setting with starting off low doses in order to gauge individual tolerance levels. What are the effects of True Albino Teacher mushrooms as compared to other strains? True Albino Teacher (TAT) mushrooms are said to boast above-average potency, slightly exceeding that of their Golden Teacher counterpart. TAT mushrooms are notable for producing faster-acting psychedelic effects lasting several hours at once. Albino strain mushrooms are popularly recognized for producing an immediate and stronger physical high than their Psilocybe cubensis counterparts, producing changes to mood, thoughts patterns and hallucinations at higher doses. TAT mushroom strain has similar effects as well. However, the effects of magic mushrooms can differ depending on their dose, individual tolerance and environment of consumption. Consume magic mushrooms responsibly and with trusted individuals in an atmosphere conducive to safe consumption, starting out slowly with low doses to test individual tolerance levels. Overall, TAT mushrooms produce similar effects as other Psilocybe cubensis strains but with greater potency and a faster, tactile psychedelic experience. How to Consume True Albino Teacher Mushrooms

It is essential to remember that possessing, selling, and consuming magic mushrooms are illegal in many countries including the US. Before consuming True Albino Teacher (TAT) mushrooms, it is advisable to familiarise oneself with local laws and regulations. TAT mushroom strain produces similar effects as other Psilocybe cubensis strains, including mood and thought changes and, at higher doses, hallucinations. The effects of magic mushrooms can depend on several factors, including dose, individual tolerance and where they're consumed. It is recommended to consume magic mushrooms in an environment with trusted individuals in which you feel safe, starting out slowly before increasing dose as needed to gauge tolerance levels. TAT mushrooms can be consumed either dried or fresh mushrooms directly, or by making tea and other edibles with them. As with all medications, dosage should be carefully measured so as to avoid taking too much and experiencing unpleasant side effects. Read the full article

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Two Charles VS Midfords

By [Bun] 

(same age: Lizzy and grey)

Note: this is AU. Ages were changed. "Double Charles" became siblings. Oof.

[lost-eternity]

Matchup Requests *CLOSED*

This was done as a trade instead of a standard match up, hence why I am permitting it. :)

Matchup for @stormra​

okie dokie I match you with...

I have to admit, this was a bit of a difficult one. It was really between Charles Grey and Sebastian. And it was close. But a few small details caused me to lean towards Grey instead of Sebby. I’ll explain why later on.

First of all, your love languages mesh rather perfectly

Charles Grey’s (inflated) ego causes him to thoroughly enjoy the praise and affection you lavish upon him

He enjoys being treated as a prince and has no inclination to returning these affections

It’s a selfish love but weirdly enough, it works

He also doesn’t give enough craps to care for society or propriety to be embarrassed or ashamed of your advances

He is quite inept at displaying physical affection and his attempts are half-hearted at best

It’s that blasted ego again

But he does try. In his own little way

He may (attempt to) awkwardly cook something for you, or more likely than not, force you to take fencing lessons

He always wins

And he goes really hard on you claiming that you would never learn if he went easy

It’s laborious and by the end of each session you are close to collapsing from exhaustion

Insert a lewd joke here, “Oh, my dear, if this is how easily you tire, I better condition you for my bedchamber...”

Yeah, it turns out he is a complete pervert sometimes

But fencing is one of the few ways he can actually express himself

Which seems a bit paradoxical if that expression is affection or love

But it is kind of cute.

He is determined to teach you, and although he may not be the most outwardly affectionate, the amount of time and effort he invests in you is enough to tell you how much he cares

He is a very busy man you know, running missions and odd errands for the queen

His free time is extremely precious for him 

So the mere fact that he is spending it with you is a lot more monumental than most people would assume

But you are smart enough to realise this

And that is one of the reasons I did not pair you with Sebastian. 

Sebastian is a lot more how shall we put it... salacious. His flirting is subtle in public but that bastard would do anything to make his lover blush, testing the limits of society and still managing to get by without being caught... somehow. It’s his way of exercising control and I think that would really clash with your love language. 

~

So,

Charles Grey is also a rather chipper fellow. 

Like "chipper" may be an understatement 

Excitable puppy man is more like it, at least when it comes to fencing... or maiming... the dude has weird hobbies

But he really understands your desire to travel. He is full of jittery energy that he uses releases running errands for the Queen, travelling across all of the UK. And really most of Europe running diplomacy missions and handling sensitive cases

He would probably be hesitant to allow you to accompany him

But you'd wear him down eventually 

Grey really understands your wanderlust, he has a hard time focusing on monotonous tasks or locations as well

So he may allow you to join him

With one *small* caveat 

You have to defeat him in a fencing duel first 

Which is absolute shit. But you understand where he is coming from.

That ego of his leads him to consider himself the best swordsman in Europe, if not the world

He figures that if you manage to strike him down then you could handle yourself with anyone 

And that is no small task

It seems entirely daunting and near impossible (which is probably another reason he assigned it)

And that brings me to my next point. 

Charles Grey needs some who is open minded and chill enough to out up with his shit

But also stubborn and outspoken enough to shut him down when he tries some spectacularly stupid

Which is why you would work well with him. Not only does your nonchalance perfectly foil his constant energy and inquisitive nature, but you also have set your boundaries and know when to shut down schemes and ideas

So yeah

You begin training extra hard

For maybe like a day

Then you give up

It's hard, everything hurts, you are exhausted, and all you MIGHT get out of it is one lousy trip

So you begin putting training sessions off

"I'm not feeling well."

"I'll start once I finish this book"

"Oooh, it's too late now"

To say that Grey would be discouraged and slightly hurt is an understatement 

His passion and life blood is fencing. He has worked really hard to get to this point and the fact that his significant other takes no interest in it wounds him

This could definitely be a point of discourse if your relationship 

But you have to remain open with each other and talk it out

That is the most important thing. Communication. And let's be honest. Charles isn't not going to say shit 

He is "too manly" or too egotistical to admit his feelings

You'd have to be the one to approach him on the matter

But I feel like you would. You are used to hearing problems from your friends. You know when something is wrong and better yet, you listen 

After a talk, he understands that it may not be the fencing specifically you are disinterested in

But you just struggle to maintain motivation 

And from that moment on, Charles Grey becomes your personal cheerleader 

He's the mom at a soccer game freaking s c r e e c h i n g and going "that's my girl!" whenever you win a match

He takes pride in all he does, and he is proud of his protégé

He never allows you to lose motivation and is (annoyingly) insistent about the fencing 

Which again, could lead to some arguments if you resist

But he is doing it from a place of love because he can see how miserable you are cooped up in the same place

He knows you

And finally, the day arrives that you set to duel Charles Grey himself. If you win, you get to attend some of his missions with him (others are too sensitive to risk being seen by a civilian)

You are understandably nervous, but also introspective. Honestly it is probably a tidal wave of emotions far too complex to convey with words

But ill try 

Let me just....

This morning was like most mornings.

A heavy fog blanketed the docile countryside, most animals just began to shake off the effects of the previous night's slumber. 

Commoners rose with the peeking rays of the sun, beginning to perform their routine tasks before the last of the fog had been burned away by the heat. For most people this day was completely, utterly, ordinary.

But not for you. 

This day meant everything. This day meant your freedom. 

You had risen before even the sun, shedding your skirts in exchange for ivory fencing gear, exchanging your fan for a rapier and your hats for a meshed mask. This had been your life for the past year, and would continue to be so until your final breath.

But today. Today was different. 

Today determined your future. And quite frankly, your sanity. 

And all you had to do was defeat your lover in close quarters combat. A monumental task in-of itself. Half of your acquaintances thought you mad, the other half patronized you, treating your struggle as a desperate cry for attention. They simply couldn't understand why a lady would go through such trouble as to challenge the country’s greatest swordsman. A woman's place was in the house, and in home is where she is complete. Why would she bother her pretty little head and sully herself in the wretched world around her? That was a man's job, such trifling affairs should be of no concern for a lady.

"She is odd, that one." They would say. But they didn't understand, how could they? 

Raised under the constrictive hand of the patriarchy, they were forced into complacency. A complacency so culturally ingrained that they themselves never sought to question it. Or, those that did often keeled to the whims of man's iron fist in fear of social ostracism and reputational backlash. 

But you were different. 

From childhood you felt the pangs, the longing to not only see but experience both the beauty and sorrow of the world around you. To learn and ingrain yourself with the cultures, to explore every nook and cranny of your planet. You could never understand why those around you seemed so content with living and dying inconsequentially, never experiencing the midnight sun or the sweeping winds of the steppe. Dying without ever truly living. Merely existing in their self-made reality, completely ignorant to the bright, beautiful world around them.

Why stay put when you can travel?

Why exist when you can live?

These questions, along with the persistent voice of your instructor (and fiancé), kept you focused and motivated. All of that training, all of those hours of arduous, grueling work had lead to this moment.

You stood within the fencing hall, the lack of bodies usually present caused the room to echo with each clicking foot fall on the tile floor. It was wide, empty, and entirely unwelcoming. It felt like a stranger to you, despite the year of training you had completed within its walls. 

Before you stood a similarly dressed figure, its face obscured by the dark meshing that covered the helmet. 

It was entirely impersonal.

A faceless enemy in a sea of a faceless crowd. 

But you knew better. His posture was all too familiar to you. The slight tilt of his head, the pitch of his shoulders, the strangely comforting steady hand in which he held his weapon. This was your lover, Charles Grey. And your opponent. 

It was definitely surreal. He rarely ever wore his mask in training. The absence of his characteristic gloating smile and talkative nature felt almost lacking. It was rare that he would be so quiet... so solemn. But he was just as aware of your current situation as you were. And how much it meant to you. 

Without a word, he raised his weapon and the battle commenced. 

It was an intense battle

With every blow he performed, your parried and dodged

With a feline grace, you danced up-top light heels, twirling and spinning in an almost melodic fashion 

Metal clashed against metal, each crack ringing through your ears

You had trained enough with him to know that he had a tendency to leave his left side unguarded and exposed

But he also trained with you to know that you can forget to guard your knees

And as the minutes tick by, marking one of the longest conflicts you had ever had with him, exhaustion sets into your bones 

And you falter

The blow is lightning fast, you hardly have a chance to comprehend his movements 

But his hips are besides yours, his knee hooked behind your leg. 

He pushed you backwards with his forearm, causing you to fall backwards, only to trip on his knee and slam against the ground

Something cool and metallic is pressed to the back your neck

You don't need to look to know it is the rapier and that you have lost

The sound of you two's laboured breaths echoes through the empty chambers

Several seconds tick by as the two of you gather your thoughts 

...You... lost

You finally turn yourself around, noticing that Charles had removed his fencing helmet

Damp silver hair sticks to his forehead, matted and plastered across his face

For a moment, a look of sorrow flickered across his handsome features, only to be replaced by that typical cheeky grin

"You lost, luv. Better luck next time, eh?"

You never really had much of a plan

But seeing that smug expression kicked your instincts into overdrive

With one fluid scissor sweep, you dislodged his balancing, a well-placed kick aiming where the sun don't shine toppled him over entirely 

And then he was on the floor next to you, his face contorted in an express of pain 

You were quick to discard his weapon and straddle him, keeping his wrists pinned above his head to the floor

"Lesson one: never trust your opponent"

You parroted this line to him, one he had told you many of times

He only managed a pained grunt in response

Chuckling, you apologized with a chaste kiss which he all too eagerly accepted 

He was probably just being theatrical to get more kisses

You did not have much time to ponder the situation before a polite round of applause erupted from a nearby alcove

You nearly jumped out of your skin

You did not notice the shawled figure, cloaked in all black, like a walking shadow 

The figure took a few steps forward, emerging to the light 

And that is when you realized who it was

Queen Victoria herself

By her side, astute as always was the man you practically considered a brother 

Charles Phipps

By now, you were extremely aware of the suggestive position you were in

Straddling Charles Grey, your hips against his, his wrists clasped tightly in your hands and pinned above his head

And oh, gods that insufferable smirk with which he was regarding 

"As you can see, your majesty, my darling is highly... proficient." Grey practically hummed

You quickly scrambled to your feet, unsure how to handle yourself in the presence of a queen

Turns out, Grey had invited her to witness your duel in hopes of securing you a position under her employ. Either as an emissary or housekeeper. 

According to Phipps, She was quite impressed by your performance, even though you lost

The only other person she had seen to be able to keep pace with Grey was Phipps... and a certain blonde who shall not be named

And that is the story of how you became the head maid for the Queen herself and an emissary on par with Grey himself, running missions as a husband-wife warrior squad, haha

~

You two probably met in an odd way

I’d say for a fact that you were attracted to Sphere music hall

It’s like that place was made for you

Semi-modern concert style music hall which people hailing from all backgrounds and classes intermingled together in harmony

Divinations and readings were done for free and in return, each patron was given a bracelet depicting their star sign. 

As a matter of fact, a lot had to do with the star signs. 

Meditations were conducted in between hours and food served

It was a really great place to go, somewhere you fit it because you had always been an outcast

Forced to keep your craft a secret in fear of retribution from the church, you usually made coin as a street performer and singer

It was not a lot, but it was certainly enough to keep you off the streets

Unfortunately that also meant you were constricted to the same place

Your family had consistently tried to marry you off to some rich white dude

Well, rich(er)

But you did not want to be wife and then a stay at home mother

That was somehow worse than your current situation

Also your opinionated and confident demeanour often scared off potential suitors

It was a serious problem because apparently women were supposed to be soft spoken and weak. 

But you on other other hand, never showed weakness

It was far too “masuline” apparently

So you decided to strike out on your own and try to make it as a singer

Easier said than done

In the music hall, you truly felt free to express yourself

Its charismatic leader put major emphasis on the stars and night sky, he was extremely introspective and the two of you instantly hit it off (I considered matching you with Blavat instead of Grey but I kinda feel like you two would work better as friends)

You were completely enthralled with his demeanour and exuberance

And you consistently attended the hall as it was the only place you felt you truly belonged, no one casting judgmental stares, no whispers behind your back, and most of all, you felt a sense of camaraderie that you have never felt before

And as a result, you fell victim to the cult

Initially, the Queen garnered concerns over the existence of this Music Hall and the traction it was gaining. As a result, she sent out her very own Charles and Phipps to scope out the place before sending word to Ciel Phantomhive

Infiltrating undercover as guests, the Queen’s handy butlers began an inspection of the area

There they ran into you

Literally

You were in the middle of entertaining a small portion of attendees with a song at the behest of Blavat himself (he was actually looking to hire you as a backup singer for the Starlight Four but you were not aware of this)

You were reaching the crescendo of your song when a drunken man slammed into you

You uttered an apology but he seemed rather intent on making himself a nuisance

“Watc’ yaaaa, yaaa stoopid *hic* bitccccc”

You took a few steps back in response as he staggered forward, raising a palm as if to strike you

Before you could react, a flash of white covered your vision

A man stood before you, sword drawn and dawned in a blindingly white coat

Silver tresses rolled down his back, as he glared up at your attacker from behind attractively long lashes

How he managed to sneak a rapier into the party was completely beyond you, yet here he was

“Now, didn’t your mama teach you manners?” He cooed, a slightly maniacal smile across his lips

“Yoooou wanna go?” The man sneered, “I can tak *hic* you pwetty boooy”

Of course, this scene began to attract attention

The murmurings and pleasant violin music had all but stopped as thousands of eyes turned to face you

Blavat had to step in, nervously defusing the situation

He had the drunkard escorted out and moved to confiscate the weapon from the white-clad man only to get the think pointed at his throat

“A man’s worth is in his sword. It would be cruel to take that away from him.”

You were entirely unsure if he was being literal or making a dirty innuendo with that statement

Regardless of his intentions, he was promptly thrown out as well

Much to the chagrin of a separate, similarly dressed man who seemed down right exasperated with his partner’s trigger happy (blade happy?) tendencies. 

You decided to follow this peculiar stranger out and thank him for what he did

You found him trying to crawl through a window, seeking re-entry into the part.

“Uh, excuse me...” You called to him as he fiddled with the lock on the window. You had no idea how he managed to climb up that high in such a short amount of time, but he had perched himself rather precariously on the window sill.

“Not right now, luv.” He called back, “I am busy.”

“I just wanted to thank you for what you did back there. I could have been hurt.”

He paused, not once looking back at you. “Right. Who are you?”

You were rather taken aback

He literally just saved you, how could he not remember you?

“Look, if you aren’t going to pay me the mind to even look at me, I won’t take the effort to thank you.” You huffed and turned to walk away

“I wouldn’t go back there if I were you.”

His voice caused you to halt in your tracks. You spun around to stare at him incredulously. “Excuse you?”

God, those silver eyes were breathtaking as he gazed at you, practically oozing with a feline grace

“Those people aren’t good people.” He stated in a matter-of-fact tone

“Oh? And what do you know about them?” You retorted defensively

“More than you, obviously.” He finally managed to pry the window open. “Her majesty has good instincts. She knows this place is dangerous, else-wise she wouldn’t have sent me.”

And with that weirdly convoluted and vague sentence, he slipped back inside and disappeared

You were left to ponder the meaning of his words

Her majesty?

This bloak knew the bloody Queen?!?!

What else did he know?

What could possibly be so bad about the hall?

You decided to call it quits early that night to process. You never thought you would ever see him again, or so you thought

~

You had been doing your research, sticking your nose in places you probably should not have

Blavat, someone you once considered a close and trusted friend almost seemed menacing to you

And he definitely picked up on your closed off body language

But you knew that something fishy was going on during those “private” events. Only specific people were ever invited (AKA not you)

It all just seemed really sus

And you were determined to find out

So you snuck in

Having spent many hours in the hall, you were aware of certain passages and entrances that others were not

And you were able to sneak in without much issue

But you weren’t able to see much

A heavy smoke filled the air, smelling pleasantly of posies and roses

Your eyes began to droop and heaviness set into your lids

And you fell asleep

You woke up, with the concerned and slightly perturbed face of Blavat staring down at you

Well, shit... busted

“We had a nice thing going, y/n. And you just had to ruin it.” Blavat stated callously. “You know those events are private.”

And with that, you were barred from entering the music hall... permanently

This was definitely rather devastating as it was the only place you could truly be yourself without fear of rejection of prosecution

But now you were more sure than ever that something was amiss in that hall

Why else would they be so strict?

You were probably only left alive because they knew that whatever gas they used to put out those in attendance also affected you before you could see anything incriminating

And so you began trying to locate that mysterious man in white 

He seemed to have more answers than you did

It did not take long to figure out his name and occupation. Charles Grey. Butler to the Queen herself

He must have been quite the impressive butler to be going out on scouting missions for the Queen and not just serving tea

Regardless, gaining an audience with him was nearly impossible 

So you would just have to attract his attention...

Somehow

Given his affinity towards sword fights, you were sure that a loud brawl outside the palace itself would almost certain garner his attention

The real question was, where in the world would you get people foolish enough to pull such a stunt and risk getting arrested

Sooo, maybe not that

You might have to work backwards

Ask around and find those that may be acquaintances with him

Which was a lot harder than it looked

It took days of searching, but you were eventually sent to speak with a mortician who according to your contact “knows everyone who is no one”... whatever that meant

It did not take too long to find out

This mortician was... eccentric to put it in the most polite of terms 

But he was definitely connected with Britain's underbelly 

Which you assumed is where the “everyone who is no one” comes from

You came in hoping to pay him off, to which he blatantly refused, instead asking for you to make him laugh

Which was an odd request but one which you were willing to comply if it meant breaking the case

You spent hours trying different tactics to no avail

Until you sang a very dirty and very perverted song (Most likely “God’s Loophoel”. Yeah, actually don’t look that up, it is exactly as it sounds)

He seemed to enjoy that far too much as his cackles were absolutely thunderous

In tears, he kindly revealed to you that he was familiar with this Charles Grey and could pull a few favours to get you in contact

But he never said when, nor did he ever say where

But he did ensure word of your snooping reached the ears of Charles Grey who surprised you in your own home whilst you were halfway dressed

He initially was very cross with you poking around, scolding you and chastising you saying that it was “no business for a lady”

But you shut him down pretty quick

And afterwards, the two of you hit it off and decided to make evening tea on Sundays a staple thing

Grey would inform you about the progress of the Sphere Music hall and in return, you would keep well away from it

It worked out for the two of you

But word of your sniffing around had also reached the ears of one certain earl and his own demonic butler

I would be careful about what questions you ask and where you poke your nose

We wouldn’t want it to get bitten off, now would we?

this was a lot of fun to write, I hope you enjoyed reading it, dear. Let me know what you thought

[achangeinreality]

Why the hell does no one ship Charles Phipps and Charles Grey more?? Are you kidding me?? Can you imagine the wild ass shit they get up to w/each other??

[janus-cadet]

I needed more fanart of these two. So, I did one.

Art is mine ! Do not use without consent, pretty please :P

Have a lovely day !

[sicaron]

50 Shades of Earl Grey (pt. 1)

“The Black Cat café….” A white haired teen stared at the lackluster sign in amusement. The teen, Earl Charles Grey, also known simply as “Earl Grey” by his peers had been looking for a new location of interest in his quest to defeat boredom. He had wandered around for a bit before deciding to walk down to the poorer districts to satisfy both his curiosity and lethargy. 

Eventually he chanced upon a run-down café with a sign that boldly stated Black Cat Café in a stout shade of ebony. There was even a black cat next to the words with its long tail being an underline for the name.

While not his first choice, the poor looking restaurant in front of him would have sufficed in quenching his hunger from walking all day; well that and Grey didn’t really feel like walking another fifteen minutes to another establishment just to get similar food. Walking through the door he heard the jingle of a bell as well as a chipper “Welcome!” that came from a feminine source.

Looking in front of him there seemed to be a display full of delectable assortments and confections ranging from cakes to candies. However, in the middle of the displays standing at a desk with a cash register was a woman, one with striking (color) hair and (color) eyes. She was wearing a handkerchief above her head not unlike the ones he saw the housekeep wear, around her waist was an apron in the same shade as her hair and her blouse was a simple shade of white with the sleeves rolled up. The desk she was standing at prevented Grey from seeing what she wore on her legs, but that was a trivial matter, he came for food, not for some woman of lower class. She’d probably grovel at his feet anyway, the poor usually did that on their own without his input. 

When he reached the register the woman finally asked him, “So what’ll ya have?” in a slightly annoyed tone. “A slice of strawberry cake.” Grey responded, a bit taken aback by the woman’s shift in attitude. The young earl had always found it odd how the poor would use contractions in an attempt to shorten the amount of words they say, things like “y’all” or “should’ve”. 

It was as if they were too lax to even say the full spectrum of words. That was what he thought anyways. After he paid her the woman left him to his own devices, which meant he was left standing at the counter until she came back with his order. 

The white haired teen took a gander at the cafe in full, curious to see how rundown it was. Immediately he saw the peeling paint from the yellowish-orange walls as well as a couple of decently sized cracks on the infrastructure. The corners of the café were covered in spider webs which already had multitudes of insects, trapped inside their webs. The floor he stood on was fairly clean, though it could be neater, every clean spot Grey saw would immediately be occupied by a speck of dust or a piece of random debris. The chairs and tables were of similar disappointment, being rusted at the bottom and slightly dusty on the top, overall Grey was surprised the café had not been shutdown by health inspectors. 

He had also noticed he was the only customer which fueled his confusion at the woman’s shift in animosity to him. When he had first arrived she had been courteous and greeted him with a smile and not a second later it had turned into a frown. Because of his musing he hadn’t noticed her return with his order in hand. 

“Here’s your cake mister.” “I am Earl Charles Grey.” He introduced himself with a smile, the woman obviously was asking for his name. It never occurred to him that she was just saying “mister” as a form of begrudging respect for a stranger. “I don’t care, you want this cake or not?” That took the wind out of Grey’s tails immediately, he stood shocked and just took the plate from her hand in silence and strode over to the dirty tables, his feelings hurt just a little and a tear almost escaped his eye. 

Such a thing had never happened to him before! The lower class usually treated him with respect and women swooned when they heard his name! But the (color)-headed girl was just plain mean! Deciding he would probably feel better with a some cake in his mouth, he prepared himself for whatever he was about to taste, considering the disrepair of practically everything (except for the counter and displays, both of which were the neatest things in the café) he had low expectations.

As soon as he bit into the cake he stood straight up cover his mouth with his hand. He immediately marched on over to the woman who was still at the counter counting the money in the register. 

Grey stood in front of her, plate in hand, for a full five seconds before she finally acknowledged him. “…What!?” She yelled, feeling uncomfortable under Grey’s gaze. Instead of an immediate answer, all she saw was Grey stuffing his face with the entire slice of cake she had prepared for him and get down on one knee. Then he spoke, although it was hard to hear underneath all the cake in his throat, the Earl stated with complete seriousness, 

“Vhery vee.” 

[prof-kenny]

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

Out of curiosity, do you have a list of requests that are queued for release or a wip list to see what is in progress?

I can certainly give you a list of both the things in my queue waiting to be posted, and a list of what’s in my drafts waiting to be done!

(tho as the askbox will be open for a couple of weeks, more will definitely be added to my drafts, but this is as it stands right now)

I’mma slap it under the cut here because both these lists are LONG-

CURRENTLY QUEUED:

fic, Grell x reader doing their hair and makeup for a ball

audio, Edward, listener teasing him + him getting flustered

scenario, sequel to Snake x muscular wrestler, rematch in private

soulmate alphabet meme, William, “juxtaposition”

‘free space’/any content/requester left it up to me [and it’s a secret haha] (Gregory, Snake)

headcanons, Undertaker x S/O having a prank war in his shop

soulmate alphabet meme, Bard, “first words”

headcanons, poly P4 comforting S/O with depression

nonverbal starters meme, “shelter” (Bravat, Grey)

reaction, Edgar, breaking up with S/O out of fear of commitment/fear of his own feelings, then is finally ready to marry her

soulmate alphabet meme, Claude, “songbird”

headcanons, Jumbo, becoming friends with a patient but determined ‘normal’ affectionate person

reaction, Gregory, a date with a confident and flirty S/O

soft angst sentence meme, Undertaker, “I need you here, with me” + “you won’t go with me?” + “there’s something you need to know”

things that you want to hear meme, Cheslock, “you’re my favorite person in the world”

headcanons, Grey, ‘artist boyfriend’ S/O painting a scene at the Queen’s ball and Grey ‘standing watch’

scenario, Gregory, painting a nude portrait of his S/O

soulmate alphabet meme, Undertaker, “zzz”

headcanons, Wolfram x reader, raising Sieglinde

CURRENTLY DRAFTED:

(and keeping in mind, I use unspecified to mean simply when a request doesn’t use any content type words like “headcanons” or “react” or “oneshot/fic/etc.” or make it clear; since as well as reader insert and S/O fics I can do reader insert and S/O headcanons/reactions if it’s not specified what format someone wants that concept in <3)

headcanons, reacting to S/O in shorts and a tank top during the summer (Edgar, Gregory, Herman, Lawrence)

reaction, S/O who likes to hug them a lot (Cheslock, Clayton, Edward, Joanne, MacMillan, Soma)

unspecified, Edward with a S/O who’s just like his mother... + maybe better than him at fencing

unspecified, modern!Agni with a S/O who gets sick + almost dies

scenario, Ciel x S/O trapped in a small space while hiding + end up making out

fic, reader empathizing with Cheslock + they comfort each other

reaction, modern person showing up at the manor with the earls’ revived sibling who has their soul back (Alois, Ciel, Sebastian)

reaction, S/O saves them but loses his life (Doll/Freckles, Maurice)

unspecified, Joker with a fem S/O who’s short + feisty but soft around him

unspecified, reader escapes an arranged marriage + disguises themself as a butler, meets Grell who gets a crush; reader’s parents comes back + try to force them home, Grell shows up to rescue + confess to them

unspecified, Undertaker, with a S/O who’s a wedding planner/bridal shop owner

reaction, Ciel finding out his best friend/crush + favorite author are the same person

reaction, domestic life (Beast, Dagger, Doll/Freckles, Joker, Jumbo, Peter, Snake, Wendy)

headcanons, romantic, Ciel with a male S/O

preference, who prefers boobs + who prefers ass

headcanons, poly Joker x S/O x Dagger

reaction, S/O being a member of a K-pop equivalent group (Grey, Phipps)

headcanons, Agni, NSFW

headcanons, Lawrence, with an arranged fiancee who’s bold and ready for marriage (bonus: they’re friends with Gregory who’s crushing on them)

unspecified, Sebastian, with a S/O who owns a lot of cats

unspecified, William, with a S/O who’s a witch + headmistress of an orphanage

reaction, S/O dying + coming back as a ghost (Alan, Eric, Grell, Othello, Ronald, Rudger, Sascha, Undertaker, William)

reaction, hobbies they have/would like to have (Alan, Eric, Grell, Othello, Ronald, Rudger, Sascha, Undertaker, William)

headcanons, first kiss (Bard, Finny, Mey Rin, Sebastian, Snake)

unspecified, Agni, with a S/O who works in retail, he walks in on her getting scolded by the manager for no reason + stands up for her

‘senses’ headcanon meme, HEART + TOUCH (Cheslock, Clayton, Edward, Joanne, Soma)

‘senses’ headcanon meme, Cheslock, HANDS

headcanons OR scenario, Grey, when his first child is born

preference, who prefers a dominant S/O

preference, who prefers a plus size S/O

reaction, S/O knitting them something (Beast, Dagger, Doll/Freckles, Joker, Jumbo, Peter, Snake, Wendy)

audio, Maurice, escaping his yandere S/O

‘it’s all about the yearning’ meme, Gregory, “I know I fucked up. I know I did but don’t shut me out anymore. let me in. please let me in.”

audio, Agni, fluffy

‘its all about the yearning’ meme, Agni, “have you ever had something missing? Like something just doesn’t feel right inside you but you don’t know what it is.”

kisses meme, 45 [sleepy kisses] (Edgar, Gregory, Herman, Lawrence, Sebastian)

unspecified, Sebastian, with a goth horror-loving S/O

unspecified, with a S/O who likes to fawn over them (Sascha, Wolfram)

headcanons, Patrick, domestic

headcanons, Alois, with an older sister figure!reader

headcanons, Joanne with a chaotic reader

headcanons, Ciel, with an older sibling figure!reader

headcanons, Maurice, angst

reaction, with a snow leopard demon S/O (Bravat, Hannah, Joanne, Snake, Triplets)

headcanons, Rudger, romantic + as an expecting father

unspecified, Lawrence, with a loud + energetic girlfriend

reaction, proposing/being proposed to (Beast, Dagger, Doll/Freckles, Joker, Jumbo, Peter, Snake, Wendy)

‘sense’ headcanon meme, SIGHT, NOSE, HEART, HANDS (Dagger, Peter)

unspecified, dealing with a powerful witch (Ciel, Edward)

fic, Vincent x plus size reader with glasses [when she’s insecure or taking her somewhere special]

unspecified, with ADHD reader (Alois, Ciel, Edward, Grey, Undertaker)

kisses meme, 44 [kissing each finger], Agni

kisses meme, “free space” [any one] (Dagger, Peter, Snake)

unspecified, getting a handmade blanket from their S/O (Alois, Ciel, Edward)

unspecified, Cheslock crushing on a student rep from a collaborating girls’ academy

‘it’s all about the yearning’ meme, Agni, “just let me look at you for a little bit.”

scenario, Joker taking his S/O + twin daughters out to the current city the circus is staying in, the girls drag them into a candy shop

unspecified, Joker, with a plus size insecure S/O

reaction, meeting a modern person with modern technology who shows them videos (Beast, Dagger, Doll/Freckles, Joker, Jumbo, Peter, Snake, Wendy)

unspecified, S/O who can shapeshift (Alois, Ciel)

unspecified: Alois, fluff

reaction, Doll/Freckles, to S/O being a demon

reaction, reader wearing pheromone perfume (Claude, Hannah, Sebastian, Triplets)

scenario, Joker, when S/O gives birth to their baby

sex + romance headcanon meme, Gregory (what are their fetishes/kinks? what are their requirements for a potential partner? would they ever be in a polyamorous relationship?)

unspecified, Edward comforting girlfriend with a head injury

unspecified, protecting S/O on the Campania (Edward, Grey)

unspecified, reader telling Wolfram + Sieglinde they’re pregnant

unspecified, Wolfram + reader trying to make a relationship work with limited time together

headcanons, Cheslock + Gregory dealing with reader (Cheslock’s fag) being sleep deprived

unspecified, S/O who makes dark/complicated music as a coping mechanism (Alois, Astre, Ciel, Sebastian)

reaction, having to take care of their younger sibling (Cheslock, Clayton, Edgar, Edward, Gregory, Herman, Joanne, Lawrence, Soma)

fic, William x reader cooking together with him finally relaxing

fic, Wolfram x motherly reader singing “Einíní” lullaby to Sieglinde

unspecified, follow-up to Joker x sick wife post-birth; a day in Joker’s life taking care of baby Ellis , leading the troupe, looking after his wife, + following Kelvin’s orders with no choice

unspecified, Beast + her S/O training Betty after the... Sebastian incident

unspecified, Agni x S/O, her first time with him being very gentle

unspecified, S/O who can use death magic (Alois, Ciel)

fic, Soma x reader, rescuing her from an abuseive home after a relationship starting with letters

‘card suits’ headcanon meme, Peter (two + three of spades, six + eight of diamonds, ace + three + four + Jack + Queen of clubs, ace + two + three + six + eight + nine + Queen + King of hearts)

[uwmspeccoll]

Wood Engraving Wednesday

HOWARD PHIPPS

British wood engraver Howard Phipps (b. 1954) began his artistic career as a painter. In 1976, after he began teaching, he discovered that wood engraving was ideal for long winter evenings. Phipps writes:

It  seems a remarkable transition from 4 x 6 ft. canvases to 4 x 3 in. boxwood blocks. However, equally dramatic and intense effects can be gained. . . . it was only by chance that I discovered this unusual medium, just at a time when there has been such a revival of interest in it. This has been largely brought about by the Society of Wood Engravers and the enthusiasm of a number of fine private press printers, and it is for this reason that I am sustained in what after all is a very solitary artistic activity.

These prints were printed directly from the original blocks and included in Phipps’s article “A Painter's Approach to Wood-engraving” in Matrix 8, Winter 1988, inserted as a separate 8-page signature between pages 80 and 81. The color wood engraving entitled “Ox Drove” serves as the frontispiece to Matrix 8. It is printed in four colors, with the key block printed in grey and the colors (yellow, orange, and blue), which overlap to create secondary colors, printed from linocuts.

Matrix was printed by John and Rosalind Randle at the Whittington Press in England, and is a donation from our friend Jerry Buff.

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