Basically just an uta x reader fanfic...it's going to be a little sad at some points just warning you.. . I'm planning on this being several chapters long but we shall see! *still editing and working on the cover this one at the moment was not done by me!* **disclaimer I don't own anything tokyoghoul related**

(Y/N) (L/N) was like any ordinary student at Kunugigaoka, except for the fact that she was dating the infamous Karma Akabane. Although no one knew of the affair, it became apparent that something was happening between the two according to the Class E students. With a mission to kill their teacher, romance wasn't something found in this equation, but the two star-crossed lovers had plans to make something, no, anything work out in their favors. {Mature Content}

"Death is inevitable. Death is unpredictable. Death is merciless." Daisy Crale considers herself the most sane and sensible amongst the frivolity and unnecessary pampering that is English nobility. She also happens to be considered the oddest of them all. Facing the rigid structure of society, she simply seeks to be different - which translates to her simply being loony. Never taking the accusations to heart, Daisy's faith is tested when her world turns upside down and inside out. Is her oddity just that and nothing more? Perphaps she would lose something more than her dignity: her sanity. Could there be a fate worse than this? Yes. In turn, she may just lose her life. 3/1/17: Story O N H O L D. ♤ • ♡ • ◇ • ♧ • D I S C L A I M E R • ♧ • ◇ • ♡ • ♤ I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler. All rights go to the original creators. I only own my OC'S and plot line. I do NOT own any videos or pictures that may be uploaded with each chapter. This content is used for entertainment purposes only.

Humans and ghouls were sworn enemies, but in the rare occasion, one would fall in love with the other, causing controversy. (Y/N) (L/N) was an artist who stumbled upon HySy ArtMask Studio, and from there, she grew close to the owner, Uta Ozera, resulting in an unbelievable relationship and an unbreakable bond between the two. {Mature Content} Author's Note: "Ozera" is the last name I give characters who don't have them, so go with it.

(Y/N) (L/N) was a modern, independent woman who didn't take any of the misogyny from the era she was born in. Playing by her own rules, it leads her to a manor and a precarious situation with a demon, a snobby Phantomhive, and more danger that she anticipated. There was no such thing as fate, but when a series of events lead (Y/N) to face Sebastian Michaelis, both question their sanity, their roles, and their goals. But when others stand in their way on these paths, who will prevail? {Mature Content}

"I will wait, dear. A Patient of Eternity, my crush. A universal still, no rust." ... Charlotte has always had a rather morbid obsession with death. After losing her father at a tender age, and her mother some years later, Charlotte is left all alone in the world with no one to depend on. That is, until she meets the Undertaker, the man who deals with death as though it is the most beautiful part of life. Under his tuition, she begins to learn the secrets of his dark trade -- and in turn, also begins to question whether or not the man she is slowly falling in love with is entirely human... (cover by @violinfreakk ) NOTE: This story was first published on the sixth of August 2013 -- meaning that any information which has been fabricated may conflict with subsequent chapters of manga. Please remember this!

"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..."

(Y/n) was a girl who some might say was a little different. Life had treated her cruel. After the disappearance of her parents, she'd become desperate to know what happened to them. But due to her duty to reap the souls of the dead, the chance to find out the truth had disappeared. So when she is forced to work undercover, to find out about a certain Undertaker, curiosity sparkles in her eyes...her emerald green Shinigami eyes... Would this strange mortician know the truth about her past? #2 in Adrian Crevan (I have already published this on my quotev account, and I do NOT own any images used.)

After six new boys meet (Y/n), they begin an unhealthy obsession over the female and soon take it too far. There's not much chance of her escaping their thoughts or hands but she's definitely going to try when she's had enough.

"And the butterfly drew closer to the glistening thread, Its tender heart was filled with dread, Yet somehow it could not resist the spinner, Whose web of lies grew thicker and thinner, The spider, yes! He wanted to entrap her, Though he did not know what came after." - Sequel Up! Once finishing this book, head to The Web We Weave ^^