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45 Facts I Bet You Didn't Know About Black Butler1. In episode 17, when Undertaker is in the pot of salt, Sebastian holds his handkerchief to his nose. This implies demons have an aversion to salt, whether it be rock salt or just salt in general. This wouldn't be such an outrageous statement, seeing as some other shows, movies, and books (ex. Supernatural) say that salt is good for keeping demons at bay by sprinkling a trail in front of doors or windows to keep them out of a house.
2. Sebastian is based off of a French inquisitor (noble, officer running a certain part of an area). How? "Sebastien" lived in 16th century France, and was most famous for his books on demon possession and classification. His books are still somewhat used today.
3. In the most recent manga arc as well as other times within the manga, Sebastian is seen wearing rosary beads along with his teacher outfit. Whether this be of arrogance or not, this shows that Sebastian is not affected by many "holy" things (ex. Rosaries, holy water, etc.).
4. St. Sebastian of M
AoT: Embarrassing Heichou [Levi x reader]You always wondered what could possibly embarrass humanity's strongest soldier. No matter how perfect he may seem, there must have been some flaws in him and something that could make him embarrassed right?
And so that's how you started to think about the possible things that could embarrass Levi. You shared your thoughts with Hanji and she evaluated whether it could embarrass him or not. You carried out the experiments that Hanji told you to do that could embarrass him but none of them worked.
Furthermore, you were the one who always ended up getting extra chores and running laps. How on earth did Hanji not get any of those punishments? You started to think that Levi has this grudge against you for pissing him of for like a million times.
'Damn.. I'm starting to feel hungry...'
You were cleaning the stables and horses after running for 3 hours straight with no lunch. When you were brushing the horses, you looked at it.
"Hmm. I guess Eren was right... Jean does have
Sasuke x Shy!Reader
Well just so you lovely readers know... Sasuke might be a little OOC....
I'm not sure how this will turn out...
so um yeah... ENJOY!!~
Oh please comment if there are any spelling mistakes or if you wanna tell me your opinion of this!!
"(Name)-CHAN!!!!!" A voice yelled. You glance up from your book and notice your teammate Naruto running up to you. You pull a strand of your (hair color) locks behind your ear. You smiled "H-hey N-Naruto." You stated. "Sakura and I were going to Ichiraku for ramen!! Wanna come??" He asked. "Sure." You replied. Naruto grinned. "Great!!" He said grabbing your hand and pulling you off the bench.
~.~ At Ichiraku ~.~
Naruto walks in and notices Sasuke with Sakura. You blushed brightly. "Who invited him??" Naruto asked. "I did." Sakura replied. Sakura looks at you. "Oh hey (Name)-san!" She said smiling. "H-hey Sa-Sakura.." You stutt
An Afterschool SnackThe day was progressing just like any other. I was just sitting with Anthony in the cafeteria; lunch had been going on for the last 12 or so minutes. It was only the third day of second semester, but we’d already staked our claim on a good spot. Our table was close towards the windows, away from the general din coming from the center of the hall, near the booths. It was on the opposite side of the room from the kitchen and serving lines. Yeah, there was a brief walk when you’d first enter the cafeteria, but a prime location like this was worth the sacrifice.
In between bites of my cheeseburger, I was talking about the new game console I’d gotten for Christmas while Anthony munched on his sub. I could tell he was only giving me 80% attention at most. This was typical. In the years I’d known Anthony he never seemed to fail at zoning out. Anthony was about 5’11 with black, medium-length hair that he wore parted. I’d call him trim, but that’d imply
Pacifying PerfectionThe first thing Jasmine noticed was her pounding headache. Too many vodkas the night before at that party. It swam up through her unconscious state rousing her from her dreams, she groaned and tried to raise a hand to massage her head only to find her hand wouldn't move. Still being partially asleep this didn't bother her for a moment, although a dream induced uneasy feeling began to mingle with the headache. She tried to roll over in bed only to find she couldn't move and her orientation felt skewed. Perplexed but still very much half asleep she opened her hazel eyes.
Instantly she was wide awake. She was in her dorm room in her white night shirt and grey shorts, she even had her pink fluffy slippers on, but she was tied to her desk chair. Thick rope bound her. Sat on the opposite side of the room was her dorm room buddy Carrie. A short stocky woman with shoulder length brown hair and green eyes. She wore a p
Brooklyn's Holiday Weight Gain- Part 1I tugged sheepishly at my shirt, begging it to stretch and stop clinging to my bloated belly. My family and I had been decorating Christmas cookies for a while now, and I felt my bowl of dough had gone more into my mouth than into shapes of reindeer or bells. I justified it by saying it was the holidays, now is the time to indulge. And even so, I was still pretty thin. I’d just put on a few pounds from the sugar filled goodies covering our counters this time of year.
“Brooklyn, if you keep that up, you’re gonna need new jeans for Christmas!” My mom said laughing, pointing at my straining button when I had reached across the table for the icing, my shirt riding up. I spooned a whole scoop of icing into my mouth in mocking defiance and she rolled her eyes playfully. My family wasn’t too particular about weight, especially since I had maybe put on five pounds since Christmas break started.
“Everyone gains weight during the holidays,” my dad said,
AoT: Tell me I'm smexy [Eren x Shy!Reader]Before we start, I shall tell you guys that im going to be part of this story, purely because I thought no one else from the series could fit the character I'm going to be like. I'm also going to be your friend here
"Look at those muscles."
"His well-toned body."
"The sweat on his-"
"Cella can you not?!" You suddenly shouted out when everyone was on stable duty.
Everyone stared at you and Cella, and cella just smiled. Everyone went back to work, ignoring you two.
"What? I know you have this mega huge crush on Eren. And I know you loveto see him everyday at the stables don't you [f/n]?" Cella said it right out.
"N-n-no!!! W-why would you think s-so! Me? Eren? Wh-who said anyt-thing about me l-loving to s-see his b-b-body!!" You blushed madly at the fact that it was true...
"Oh? I didn't say anything about his body. Oh [f/n] I see... You like to see him on stable duty since he almost always has his shirt off." Cella smiled widely, smacking your back a
My Baby Sitter [ab/dl]Disclaimer: ab/dl story, read at your own risk
“A babysitter?!” I asked, incredulous that they would even suggest something so childish. “Mom, Dad, I’m fourteen… I think I can handle you being out of town for a night.” I leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, trying to give the impression I wouldn’t budge. Mom and dad were standing in the hallway door frame, dressed up nicely for a night out on the town. Mom was in makeup, dad had a tie, and they both smelled like perfume and cologne.
“Listen, Thomas,” dad started, a stern look bearing down on me. I didn’t like the sound of this; father only used my full name when I was in trouble. “Your teacher e-mailed us about your grades. Do you want to pass this year or not?” How was this even remotely related?
“I-“ father cut me off mid-sentence, like I didn’t exist.
“You’ve also lied about what you’ve been doing when you ride o
Feeder And Feedee"Mmmph...Nat...I'm stuffed..."
Another slice of pizza was stuffed into the brunette's mouth. True to his word, Drew was full, and felt he could explode. He hadn't bothered to wear shirts lately because it would only tear apart at his ever-growing stomach, and his boxer shorts were threatening to tear around his huge thighs with every movement.
It wasn't his fault he had grown so fat! It was his girlfriend, Natalie's, fault.
Even as a young man, Drew had always had puppy fat he could never shed, and Natalie had been making him eat nonstop for the past few weeks. At first, Drew was happy that he could finally eat as much as he wanted without judgement from her and never bothered to stop her from stuffing him with greasy, fatty foods that made him feel like he would explode, but he had soon tired of it.
He was tired of his clothes never fitting, and was tired of the fact that he couldn't wear a stupid shirt.
And this feeding frenzy was evident on the twenty year old's body. His several ne