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Still Doll Black Butler X Male Reader Chapter 3; A New Start.   Darkness, of course just not the color of what you sought of evil was around, but many things came through your mind. You were.. Imagining events? You would guess that is what it would be calle-     “Master, rise and shine.” The warmth grasped at you, greeting you with those few words, of course, everything came to view. The blurriness of everything soon became clearer. Instead of seeing the brunette, Eve. You saw the white butler, his odd purple eyes staring at you, as you stared back. “Who are you?” You asked.   “Master, are you all right? I a

Still Doll Black Butler X Male Reader Chapter 2; Boring. As always, the carriage ride turned out to be boring. It only got the tiniest bit entertaining when ‘he’ starts to talk, but it usually turns out to be something random to pass time. Let’s say the Phantomhive Manor wasn’t the closest manor. If you could, you would sigh, but nope! You can’t. “Master, Could I see your Doll?” the servant of white asked, which was the most queerest question concerning you in it. “Of course! You can hold it because I’m really sleepy.” He yawned and handed you carefully to the pigeon-butler. You

Still Doll Black Butler X Male Reader Chapter 1; Every Morning is a New Beggining  Every morning you had waited for Him to wake up, well, all you knew in his name was either "him" or "master" which was what the servants say, but you thought of yourself as a companion, not an servant, in which you decided to call him, him.  You could not see the clock, facing away from it, but you knew that it was almost time for the short maid to wake him up, like she did every morning. You never minded her, she was very polite, not to mention her bed time stories, she would always talk about the moor in where she used to live, the fresh air tha

Still Doll Black Butler x Male Reader Prologue: To take, when there is Death.       He never thought to give you a name, though he had given you the same name he had held. He gave you the same eyes, the same hair, the same innocent face. Why? You never where sure, though, you were to be an exact replica of him. Though, you would wish on every star, like he did. Whatever he did, you longed to do. That is how it was. A porcelain replica with a mind, exactly like him. You longed to dance like him, to laugh like him, to charm like him, but this could not be, you were still doll.       Who is this, “him̶

A Million Ways to Say Goodbye -England X Reader- "Dear Arthur,      It's been very long since I last replied! I'm very sorry about that. With the war going on, I started training so I could fight along side you! Soon you'll see me on the battlefield! Could you not die and wait for me? Take care, don't you go off dieing! And please, bring back Alfred, knock his head out of that silly dream of "America being Free"! Love, (Y/N)"   The old brit had been searching through his many Antiques, he soon came to be with a large crate. Out of curiosity he opened it to only see it filled with old letters, and a few pictures without picture frames. He p