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(Being edited for correct pronouns, if you choose to proceed please read the last chapter which is an important a/n and then read the story) You are a Shinigami,half demon Shinigami the main reason everybody in the Reaper Dispatch Society avoids you or torments you.The only person who treats you with respect is your boss William but when he assigns you to work with the flamboyant Grell........What will happen?

Hate sprouted deep within your heart from the moment you grasped hold of his intention and just etched further in his first attempt of escaping. His second was a success and that was the last time you've seen him. Half a century went by and your hatred had not wavered in the slightest, yet there was another feeling that didn't subsided that you fought with for a very long, long time- the longing for him. (05/05/2020 - 05/08/2020) Please make sure to vote! ^^

You're just an innocent, pure angel that had your life taken away too soon and too tragically. You didn't have a choice to live or die, but those who commit suicide have that power of choice in the weapon they hold. Upon request from a shinigami, William T. Spears, your job is to help those that wish to die. You must use your sweetness to talk those who want to end their lives out of their determined mindset by comforting them and showing that they are loved. Not only shall this drop, or even end, the suicide rates, it helps lower the recruits of the reapers. Those who end their lives are forced to become a reaper as a punishment. All this was normal to you and no problems have occurred once....until a demon showed up. Sebastian Michaelis has grown ever so bored with his master that he roams around at night looking for entertainment. And he just found a young angel to play with and torment. (Has a sequel!)

Valerie Eras, a young noble woman, has lost what was left of her family in a fire. Or at least that's what it seems. The only person she has left is a stoic butler named Sebastian, but because of her memory loss she doesn't remember him. Not to mention that she kind of made a deal with the Devil and is now a demon. How will this all play out when a mysterious Stranger appears and takes an interest in young Valerie? Find out in Red and Black

A love forbidden by nobility, a butler and baroness-to-be. Nothing could break the bond between the two. When Madam Red and her daughter Grell visit The Phantomhives for the week, is there anything to keep Grell and Sebastian apart? - Black Butler AU. Cover picture belongs to its rightful owner. Completed!

Ronald's POV I was wandering around with Grell-senpai in the human world and saw two figures, one on the floor and the other was above him. "look what we found Ronnie~ is that a sweet couple, I see?" Grell-senpai started. But when I look at it clearly the figure above that guy was drinking his blood and it made me startled.. Both of us were gasped because of it. When I look at that figure above him was a really pretty girl, I was starting to think of another pick up line. " yo, pretty gal over there, what kind of shinigami are you, drinking human's blood?" Read to find out

Adrian's friend from high school reaches out for some help with her...well...dominatrix activities. Cover: @SiIverPsycho

Being the sister of Grell isn't the easiest thing in the world especially being a Shinigami on top. But the thing that makes you different from the Shinigami is your eyesight is perfect and not the colour green. Which of course captures the eye of a certain demon but sadly it's your sister crush. I wonder how that will plan out? (Grell is confirmed trans so I will be using she/her pronouns for them) Trigger warnings: Sensitive topics, smut (of course 😉) and a few others. (I don't own Kuroshitsuji/black butler or any picture/videos unless specified)

Every system cracks under a mistake from time to time. Even the one of the Shinigami, whose legend should be known to everyone. When a human commits suicide, their soul gets bound to the earth as punishment and they have to keep on living as a Shinigami and collect the souls of the dying. Like that they are forced day after day to watch people find the peace they longed for so dearly. Hence why it is a cruel fate to be made to live this existence despite just being an unlucky soul.

"Hold me close, don't let go, watch me burn...In this Hospital for Souls." "...the one thing that is absolutely awful about being a reaper is the eyesight problems that come with it, he has decided. Even now, in the sunlight (the accursed sunlight, almost burning through his excuse for a skin), holding the stupid list two inches from his damn face, he is still having difficulty reading the names. "Jarrod Fineman," he murmurs aloud, still squinting at the paper. "Aged twenty five. Died on the 12th of March, 1894; cause of death... butter knife to the heart." His nose wrinkles as he connects the dots; the butter knife with the butler, the butler with the demon, the demon with the earl. It was evident - a business deal gone wrong, which had resulted in Jarrod's rather ignorant move to attempt to shoot Ciel Phantomive. The demon had moved without hesitation; the reaper had watched as he tore the man's throat open, while at the same time skewering him in the chest. Phantomhive looked on, completely unfazed, as the crimson blood pooled on the floor of the magnificent palace that he liked to call a mansion. Afterwards, he cleared his throat, and said to the butler: 'Clean it up. I have other business to attend to." Sebastian Michaelis had bowed dutifully at the waist, his demeanor totally serious. "Yes, my Lord." He had watched as Michaelis so very carefully mopped the floor, almost as if he were in cheerful ignorance about the corpse in front of him. He could not have known about the reaper in the room with him already, with his own strict expression, his wicked scythe in the form of a heavy axe. Watching him, ever moment that had unfolded, whilst judging the dead man secretly. He had already sent him to Hell..."