Grell x reader

She's spent the last 10 years separated from her overly protective brother, until he decides she should help him with his new master. I thought of an idea today but for this story line to work, grell x reader, I'm going to have to pull out more of Grell's feminine side.

I've got your picture on my wall. I dream about you when I sleep. I go out of my way, everyday, just hoping that I'll catch you walking down your street. I know just where you went to school. I know the names of all your friends. Oh God I've got it bad again, An o-b-s-e-s-s-i-o-n.

Grell x reader

Hi, it's me again! Hello again!! Very sad. How could this possibly happen? This was some sort of mistake, right? Had to be. This was not your time. A recent string of murders were proving more trouble than they were worth and all you kept coming across were dead ends. There is only one other person I know who will help us with this. You raised a questioning eyebrow at Ciel, who dismissed your confusion with a light wave of his hand. Sebastian held open the door for you both to enter and you thanked him as you walked through, ignoring the chill curling up your spine at the creaking of the old hinges. As it turned out, you would be the one to almost collapse in terror when the coffin propped up on the wall behind you slowly swung open, revealing someone dressed as though he were attending a funeral standing inside it.

Bitter Sweet.

Reapers are always here, completing paperwork, logging overtime, and cleaning every inch of the place. Funny for him to say, because what is he doing here so late if not working? Sometime after midnight, your eyes start to feel awfully heavy. You resign to close your eyes just for a moment before getting back to work. You just need a few seconds to rest and collect yourself so you can power through the last of it. Shortly after your eyes drift shut, with your fingers still on your typewriter, you suddenly feel arms around you. Even though you recognize the voice and touch, it still startles you.

Try Premium. Log in Sign Up. That Fateful Evening: Grell Sutcli After a mountain of grief, stress of being a noblewoman, and an argument with a long-term friend, you took a stroll to clear your head. Rain poured onto the London stree

Grell x reader

While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. Please consider turning it on! Log In. Remember Me. Just a collection of mainly comfort for anime characters Requests are open. Just give the character, plot, reader pronouns, and any other add-ons and I'll get right on it. Dropped into the fantastical and horrifying world of the hit Manga series by the great Yana Toboso; Black Butler! One cannot help but wonder What adventures shall await you?

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Top of Work Index. I wrote it in about thirty minutes, so, it's nowhere near perfect. While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. Yes, it was made with care, perfect ingredients, and in an impressive manner, but it seemed to be lacking the love that your mother would've put in it. Leaving his room, he went back on the search to find you, where ever you may be. Ronald was standing outside the door and shaking his head at Sutcliffe. You just chased Ronald out of the room. Especially now. Follow the plan. Name Phantomhive is a powerful woman. My son has also run away to become a Christian! There were tears in his eyes. You truly had become his o-b-e-s-s-i-o-n… And he wouldn't have it any other way. You had been asleep- happily and blissfully unaware of the world around you- and then just as suddenly you were gasping for air and crying out.

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He sighed longingly and held his chin to his hand as he admired his shrine of you in the corner of his room. It was the only time you were forced to be around the gender-confused Reaper. He made sure to make them useful for once as he snipped off a small lock of your hair when you and William weren't paying attention… For safe keeping of course… or more accurately to add to his 'little more' than creepy shrine he had of you in his room. Anonymous asked: Can you please do a Grell x fem! Their eyes focus on your typewriter, and they click their tongue. Yeah, I love all the things you do. You, with a hesitant sigh, sat up, making Ginger jump off your chest, then off the bed, soon exiting the room. I try to be firm with him but he just thinks I'm kidding around with him. I just saw you! You raised a questioning eyebrow at Ciel, who dismissed your confusion with a light wave of his hand. You stare at him with a heavy feeling suddenly erupting in your chest. In a split second, an entire stack of wooden crates fell forward, more than enough to crush you to death had you been any slower in jumping out of the way.