this story takes place in the school arc of black butler. Mr. Michaelis is your teacher. Though you respect him as your mentor and teacher, you're not sure how you feel about him as a man. You find something off about him, especially when the two of you are alone. All you can do is be as professional as possible when around him, but Sebastian has different ideas. (i dont own any black butler characters. all characters belong to yana toboso)

What happens when your best friend, Grell Sutcliff, drags you to the hottest male strip club in town?

You had ways to avoid reality, to engage in a moment of respite from the harsh world you knew to be true. What better time to do that than during the worlds largest pandemic of the 21st century? Covid19 had brought about many a change, namely the inability to leave your house for anything that wasn't necessary. So you had to find ways to occupy your time and in doing so, you found yourself once again immersed in the anime and manga world. Specifically Black Butler. While you may have been immersed in the series figuratively at first, you had no idea that would all change because of a stupid meme. Reader is trapped in the Black Butler world! ┈ ┈ ┈ ⋞ 〈 ⏣ 〉 ⋟ ┈ ┈ ┈ This work uses a work skin which can be turned off by clicking 'Hide Creator's style'. This story is currently being proof read and minor adjustments are being made, updates will still happen during this period.

"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..."

A Demon's love is eternal. For it never fades or withers away. If a Demon finds it then they're bound to that someone forever, unlike being forced with a contract. This is the story about Sebastian's love...

Every being has its own soul. From an small insect to the the most feared creature. Every soul is bound to another by a string. A string of thin line which connect the two for the eternity. That string may seem weak and just another thread which can be broken by a simple sharp knife, but it is stronger than any silvered chain. It is mostly known to find happiness and nothing but joy when the soulmates have found one another, their world brightens up and it is never anything but smiles. But those sweet threads of bond, it is also able to be the cause of many despairs and breaking the souls of the one they are bound to. Their souls vanish as their hearts are bound to another other than the ones they are bound to be with. Wanting to be with the men she loves... she changes and becomes different. But once she meets her soulmate, all of her plans have come to crash. Accepting her mate would be an easy way, but how can she when his kind were the cause of the deep scars upon her soul... How can she accept when her heart is held by another... Being a creature of dark herself, a Ghoul, she never understood those creatures which lurked in hell and craved for other souls. The ones whom feel no emotion whatsoever. Are Demons truly incapable of feeling emotions... the true answer is never known. /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// 🔞WARNING🔞 THIS STORY INVOLVES GORE, SEXUAL AND MATURE CONTENT IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE OR UNCOMFORTABLE, DO NOT READ‼‼‼ According to the manga. Might get spoilers! Please share & vote if you liked it❤️ Love you guys🙌🏻☺️😁 EDITING IN PROCESS!! |•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•| •Highest Rank• -Revenge #1 -Ghouls #1 -Ciel #1 -SebastianMichealis #1 -Kuroshitsuji #2 -Undertaker #2 -Reaper #5 -Horror #7 Published Date: 17th April 2017 Finished: 12th October 2019

"I don't know what's going on, but there's one thing I'm absolutely certain of: Sebastian Michaelis is not human, and I have no clue of what his intention are or what he's capable of doing. " ♞ Bleak. That, she determined, had become the word to sum up Rosalie Everett's ostracized life. Born and raised in Summerville, South Carolina, her childhood marred by the lurid mother of her mother whose killer was never discovered, she was left with a weight that pressed on her chest even after removing herself entirely from both the people and the phantoms of her hometown. Relocated in New York, Rosalie spends her days commuting between school and work, a humdrum schedule that's defined her life for the past three years and left her desolate. However, a visit to an antique shop places Rosalie in possession of a haunting sapphire ring that seems to tether itself to her soul. Ominous circumstances surrounding the gem put the twenty-something in Victorian England with little memory of what got her there, and she finds herself spellbound by a scarlet-eyed, clad-in-black butler whose charms are too convincing to be human under the service of a boy-earl, bound to one another by a sinister contract. As she tries to find her way back home without falling prey to the infernal creature who has taken a dark interest in her, Rosalie finds herself a part of a much larger game when she notices the other entity that pervades her life. ♞ COMPLETED [ 12/26/22 ] | UNEDITED *ruff* draft:) SOUNDTRACK - FALLEN #1 in kuroshitsuji [ 10/08/22 ] #1 in blackbutler [ 05/15/22 ] I do not own Black Butler, nor do I own the characters connected to it. I only own the plot and my own characters.