Black Butler x Modern Reader
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  • Time 1h 29m
  • Reads 80,496
  • Votes 1,806
  • Parts 20
  • Time 1h 29m
Ongoing, First published Sep 08, 2017
Hello, My name is Raven Blackheart. I am a half shapeshifter half demon, I have one red eye the other a white out with waist length black, gray and white hair. I live alone in an old house a few miles from a town full of ever judging humans. I don't often travel to town but when I do, I often have my oversized black coat draped over me. One day while I am sitting on my couch watching TV when I suddenly see a blinding bluish white light engulfed her living room. 
Now she has to deal with two demons and four reapers.
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Kenshō

17 parts Ongoing Mature

𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐨───I knew it was a trick of my mind─every touch, every breath ─ still let myself drown in him, sinking deeper under the weight of my undoing. ☽ Every time I caught his gaze, something dark stirred behind his eyes. After that night, I stopped acknowledging him. I perfected the art of pretending he didn't exist. And yet, I still felt him-watching, burning into my skin even when I wasn't looking. But today, for some reason, I looked back. Maybe I was tired of running. Tired of the distance. Or maybe some reckless part of me wanted to be caught. The moment our eyes met, my throat tightened. His stare didn't soften-it was molten, tearing through my defenses like fire through ice. Something flickered low in my belly, and I shuddered. "Good morning." My voice betrayed the quiet panic thrumming beneath my skin as he simply stood there. Didn't answer. Didn't move. Just stared. For the first time, I wondered what it would feel like if that intensity wasn't meant to intimidate. "What's your-" He stepped into his house, the door slamming behind him and I exhaled, "Name." ▔▔▔▔▔▔