Black Butler Preference: When You Wont Give Them Attention

black butler preference: when you won’t give them attention

requested by anonymous

includes: sebastian michaelis, grell sutcliff, the undertaker

warnings: one needy demon and two needy reapers lol

Sebastian Michaelis: it’s not very often where Sebastian gets so needy that he demands attention from you. But when he does crave your attention trust me, he gets it. If you refuse to give Sebastian your time and focus he’ll make you give it to him. He’ll take told of your chin and move your head so you’re looking at him. “Darling, pay attention to me would you?”. His voice and eyes are so alluring how can you say no to Sebastian after that?

Grell Sutcliff: there is no doubt in your mind when Grell wants attention lol. They makes is very very clear. Grell will whine and complain until you give them what they want. They might even pounce on top of you so you can escape their embrace. What can I say. Grell is soooooooo needy and they want your attention on them and them alone. You’re better off just giving them what they want.

Undertaker: Undertaker can be a little needy but definitely not as much as Grell. When he wants your attention he starts off by telling jokes. When he fails to earn a laugh from you he’ll get frustrated. With a little frown on his face, Underraker grows uncharacteristically serious as he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you against him. “Dear, pay attention to me please” he says as he flashes you his eyes. Damn... in that case...

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yooooooooooooooooooooooooo

i'm with becky on this one 😩

this but with ike like,..

Yuu, holding a snake: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what should I name it?

Deuce: YOU WHAT??

Ace: William Snakespear.

I loved this series so bloody much..

I have no words to express it.

““Stories tell a truth, if not precisely the truth.””

— Holly Black, How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories

Just going to give you this information

Your choice on what to do with it :)

STOP STOP STOP SKJHSJHS... me also being a bird i just find it kind of cute TT_TT

i just picture ballroom dancing with him at the end of the year during graduation... you've already gone through your dances with the boys. Deuce too flustered to look you in the eye, and Ace stepping on your feet as he leaned in for an awkward kiss, and you were taking some time to cool off on your own out on the balcony.

Crowley comes up to check on you. The headmaster being so kind as always. And he offers you a dance.

You end up with his clawed hand on your waist while he leads you with the other. He'd be really sly with the way he gets touchier, when he dips you you feel his hand brush over your backside, and when he pulls you back up, your faces are closer than before.

he hums along the song playing on the dance floor, muffled through the closed doors, you weren't even sure when he started to sing. his voice is soft, and he twirls you around, bowing your bodies low once more, and the two of you share this mutual stare once you're back up again. your thigh wrapped around his waist now. there's a moment of you just breathing and your faces leaning in closer. his hand slips beneath your dress, sliding up your inner thigh.

he leans in to your ear to confess his thoughts. his nose brushing up the nape of your neck and you shiver feeling his breath against your skin.

you always were his favorite student- you know? he's really going to miss you.

it's just too bad ace, deuce and grim have to interrupt, wondering where you'd gone. crowley is stepping away at a distance the moment they show up, and he gives you a bow good night.

Hello ! Could we have The undertaker's reaction or a scenario at being asked for a dance from a lovely lady at a Phantomhive ball ?

You stared at the enigmatic man who stood across the room. He sure was strange, wearing a black robe to a lavish ball like this? How interesting this man was. For some reason unknown to you, you were drawn to him. You wanted to know who he was, where he came from, what he did, you wanted to know him.

You made your way towards him.

"Excuse me, sir" you tapped his shoulder to get his attention, which was given to you immediately.

"What can I do for you, my lady?" the mortician asked, grinning creepily. But you did not mind.

"I was wondering...if you would like a dance?" you asked shyly. The Undertaker froze, he was not expecting that.

"Wouldn't it be strange for a mere mortician like me to dance with a beautiful noble lady?" he laughed. Of course it would. You were dressed in a beautiful well-decorated gown, it would look unusual if you danced with a scary mortician dressed in dark robes. But you didn't care, you were fascinated by him, and no other human present interested you.

"So, have I been rejected?" you ask innocently. The undertaker laughed once more, and you smiled. His laugh sounded nice too. "Of course not, my lady." he paused to let out a laugh once more. "I cannot reject the opportunity such a beautiful lady." Undertaker offered you his hand, which you gladly took.

"But I must warn you, I do not dance well at all," he spoke. "That's alright, you can just follow my steps." you said as you led him to the dance floor. You began to waltz, he wrapped an arm around your waist while you kept a hand on his shoulder.

You soon found out that your partner was a liar. He danced relatively better than the other noblemen present there. "My lady, might I know why you chose me as your dance when there are so many better nobles present here?" he asked.

To be honest, even you did not know why. For some peculiar reason, you were drawn to him, he fascinated you.

"I....uh....found you kind of intriguing." you reply nervously. Undertaker laughed once more, making you feel embarrassed by your answer. "Intriguing? I must say, my lady, that you are quite a hilarious woman." he said between laughs. "Will I gain the pleasure of learning the name of this lady who finds me interesting?" he teases, fueling your embarrassment.

"It's (Y/n)," you reply. "And what is yours, good sir?" you ask him, curious to know more about this mysterious man. The man pulled you closer to him, and said, "You may call me Undertaker." Quite unsatisfied that you did not get his name, but his profession instead you frowned.

"Is that your true name?" you ask, frowning. The music comes to a halt, signaling the end of the dance. Yet none of your hands move from each other. He laughs, "Of course not, dove." he let's go of your waist, but his hands lock with yours. "What is your real name then?" you ask. It wasn't fair that you had given him your real name and he hadn't.

The mortician pauses for a while, before kissing your hand and saying, "Perhaps, I will reveal it to you if you visit me at the funeral parlour one day."