"Where am I? Who's bed am I in?" I wondered. I was in a dark room. I swung my feet over and stepped onto the creaky old floor. There was so little light shining through the door. The edges had light coming from them. I gripped onto the door knob and as quietly as possible opened the door. I peeked out but no one seemed to be there. It was just another dark empty room but I could see the exit. Trying to prepare myself to run towards the door, I took in a deep breathe looking around to make sure no one was around. I took a deep breathe and ran for the door. I grabbed the knob and opened the door in a quick pace but when I opened it a tall dark man stood before me. My heart had skipped a beat and the shock of seeing him made me go off balance and fall to the floor. I scooted back. When I did my back had hit something. I turned my head to see what it was and once I squinted my eyes, I jumped and backed away from the coffin that was behind me. I looked over at the door way. I couldn't examine his face with the lighting from outside causing his shadow to cast over me. I heard a little snicker coming from the man. He entered and shut the door behind him. I couldn't really see him but I just remaind silent. I didn't know what to do or say. I wanted to make a run for the door but my body locked up. "Whats happening? Is this a dream?" I wondered. "Its too vivid to be a dream." I thought. While lost in thought the man before me had lit a match. I could then see his face. I was shocked.

You're looking for somewhere to take care of a funeral when you find yourself in front of Undertaker's shop. The odd mortician scares and intrigues you; what will come of it when you fall in love with the Legendary Death? Undertaker x Reader.

Y/N was normal, and so was her life. She didn't have dead, rich abusive parents or any magical powers of any sort, and she wasn't secretly the 'chosen one'. She was simply a girl who happened to fancy Black Butler. But it still came as a massive shock to her when she opened her eyes to find herself laying in a back alley of London in the year 1888, Jack the Ripper actively tearing up prostitutes in Whitechapel. With demons, reapers and the pesky Double Charles on the loose, Y/N struggles to adapt to her new life in Black Butler. Hell, she struggles to just KEEP her life much less manage it. Read along as Y/N discovers there's much more to her new friends (and enemies) than what she remembers from flipping through her manga. Waring: mentions of prostitution, violence, blood, death, rape, strong language, mugging, various weaponry and degradation through name calling. There will be warning issued before chapters but most of the triggers mentioned above are important to the story however the reader is NEVER subjected to watch or experience rape though they discover many attempts against other women. I do not own Black Butler's characters/story line or any other books/movies/shows etc mentioned/referenced in this fic!

So picture this, you are starting your senior year of High School and you have a bunch of new students. However you suddenly have several new teachers as well. All of which, seem to be infatuated with you as well as some of your classmates. Can't imagine that? Well then, maybe you'll get a better idea after you read what happens! Enjoy! This is a Reader X Various Black Butler fanfic (meaning it's a Reader X Sebastian X Ciel X Will X Grell X Claude X Undertaker X Alois fanfic) All rights to black butler/Kuroshitsuji characters used in this story belong to their original creator

You were captured by Alois and hidden in a room where he thought no one would find you. You were his and there was nothing you could do. That was until a certain demon came to the rescue.

You are the maid of the Smiths who are a company for fashion run by a 12 year old. But thats not all to the sotry. There is something odd about this relationship too. Maybe somthing similar to another boy's life.

I haven't watched black butler in years, but I still like the characters so I'll write about them from time to time! (Moved from old account on another site)

Ciela Rachel Phantomhive travels back in time to the 1800s when the Queens Watchdog Earl Ciel Phantomhive was in rule. Sebastian and Ciela are drawn to each other and Sebastian soon learn that he has to follow her orders as well, but the more he tries to find out why the more Ciela pushes him away. Any charm Sebastian works for her, but not him. Will Ciela get back to her time? Will she be born in the 21st century and then die in the 19th?

ON HOLD These is my first fanfic that I've ever made that isn't just straight up lemon. I really like Black Butler, so why not take the hottest character from all time and write all your fantasize down that will never really happen on the internet for tons of billions of people to see and fantasize about as well.