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sansan9:

Elizabeth and the Undertaker

fabulousviscountdruitt:

This is just part of the job, work does not require unnecessary emotions, we simply need to finish the task according to superior’s orders, subtly, discreetly… and one more thing, take good care of your glasses.

kuroshitsujiundertaker:

>starts out doing kinda serious drawings because im lame af
>shit goes downhill from there

happy season 3 announcement [throws confetti]

andantin0:

Headcanon where there is a complete underground gambling association based around William and Grell’s relationship.

lululeighsworld:

All the juniors ask questions about William and Grell in the academy.”

"Did you hear about that couple? The supervisor and that one crazy dispatcher?""

"It’s like a big deal among the younger reapers, to see if the rumors are true.”

"I swear I saw them kissing in…

"How are the bets going?", he asks, taking a sip of his afternoon coffee.

"Wonderful, Darling!", she chirps, filing her nails as she looks over to him.

She had sneaked into his office after breaking the lamp in her own. Just as planned. Of course she made sure one or two of their colleagues saw. If she would have taken this serious no one would have noticed.

"Good.", his face held a pleased expression, knowing that everything went in their favor. "Did The Big One set his usual bet?"

She laughed happily “Sure! But you know, he wants to talk about his share out of the sweepstakes.”

William huffed, massaging his temples, “He’ll receive the usual 30%.”

"No, no! That’s not it. He just wants the money he placed in the bet, we shall keep the rest", Grell exclaimed, smiling knowingly.

"That just doesn’t make sense, Sutcliff. He must have wanted something in return."

"He does.", the redhead said, playing with a long strand of her hair. "Grandchildren!" Williams expression is enough to send her into a fit of laughter.

Just a few more bets and the outcome would be enough for the both of them to retire, or like William phrased it ‘A house with red roof and dog doesn’t pay for itself’.
Setting up the Underground gambling was honestly one of the smartest ideas Grell ever had.

"Let’s ‘break up’ next week and tell The Big One to go ‘all in’ on marriage. Give him our money as well.", the stoic reaper said, calculating the earnings.

"Oh, Will! Finally!"

Headcanon where there is a complete underground gambling association based around William and Grell’s relationship.

vvlin91:

lululeighsworld:

All the juniors ask questions about William and Grell in the academy.”

"Did you hear about that couple? The supervisor and that one crazy dispatcher?""

"It’s like a big deal among the younger reapers, to see if the rumors are true.”

"I swear I saw them kissing in the hall!" "No way! That strict supervisor would never allow that!""

"They place like bets all the time. It’s like a complete underground gambling association based around William and Grell’s relationship. The entire dispatch secretly ships them both.” 

"Even though, some of the men are jealous of William, and some of the women and jealous of Grell.” 

Well of course~ they’re both cuties. But everyone knows that they go together perfectly. Even the people working in security are always checking the cameras to see if they can catch a kiss. Like a kiss is worth an insane amount of money in this gambling business. Even like them standing close together is cute.” 

"But I thought gambling is strictly prohibited in the association." one youngster pointed out, obviously confused, "Yet you guys don’t seem to be particularly discreet."

"Oh you have NO idea." a slightly older reaper shook his head, "It’s not just us who are placing bets here."

The younger one looked a bit startled, “What do you mean?”

"I mean," the senior lowered his voice, "the network supporting this gambling club is too great for you to comprehend. And you’d be an idiot to think that this is just a bunch of brats with nothing better to do throwing their precious salary over the not-so-secret secret relationship between William and Grell."

The young reaper blinked his eyes, “Wow, this is my first day in this club and I’m already learning so much.”

"Right, yeah?" the other reaper smiled cunningly before checking his watch, "You seem to be a fine fellow, and I’d hate to see you stumble on your first day." he gestured the youngster to a corner, "I have insider information that Agent Sutcliff has forged a malfunction report for her table lamp, or maybe she deliberately broke it with her hands, I have no idea, just so she doesn’t have to fill in reports for the afternoon and thus has the excuse to sneak into Supervisor Spears’ office."

The novice’s eyes widened, “How did you even come by such detailed insider information?”

The blond reaper replied, smirking, “Well, I have connections in the general office, that’s why.”

Before the young one could comment further, his companion has been summoned by a rather urgent call from across the room, “Head, The Big One is on the phone.”

"Coming!" the blond reaper swiftly ran across the floor and left the youngster standing there in awe of what was taking place before his very eyes.

The reaper ran to the phone but before he answered the call, he skimmed through a few notes on his memo and quickly wrote down “60 bucks from ES on them making out in the office today”.

"Generous bet, Agent Slingby." he muttered, "Let’s see how long before Agent Humphries finds out. 1000 bucks on him being super pissed at you." And then he picked up the phone, "Good morning, Sir, it’s The Head here. What can I do for you today? Okay…” he grabbed a pen and began taking notes, “300 on Sutcliff staying in Spears’ office for over one hour. Only 300? What’s keeping you from betting higher? Oh but you always win… O, okay, yeah, definitely. Yes, saving it for a more likely event in the future, very wise. What a tactic. Don’t tell me you are saving it for a wedding though… No way!” he chuckled, “You have been waiting for a moment like this for 90 years already? I don’t know, Sir, you might have to wait longer. But it’s not like you have grandchildren to look forward to anyway… Meanwhile, do you have other bets to place? Ah, alright, no problem. Always at your service. Yes, of course.” he suddenly lowered his head to cover the receiver with his hand as he whispered into the phone, “Hey, when do you think would be a good time for me to drop by and have my glasses upgraded? After work on Wednesday? You sure he won’t find out? You know he doesn’t like anyone getting special treatment from you… Oh he’d be violently banging Sutcliff at that time? He does that every Wednesday? How come I never knew? O I see… But anyway, thanks a lot for the favor and thank you so much for supporting us all along. Don’t you worry. I’ll see you on Wednesday. Goodbye, Sir.” and so The Big One hanged up.

The blond lad then turned around to find the young reaper still standing at the corner alone.

"Why aren’t you joining the others?" he asked.

The young one shrugged, “I don’t really know anyone here.”

"Don’t be silly, you know me."

"Oh yes, I-I don’t even know your name yet."

He grinned at the junior as he pulled him into the heated crowd once again, “Just call me Head.”

illiam  T.  Spears

k-koji:

Kuroshitsuji: William T. Spears by K-Koji

Took way too long to finish, but with the crappy summer Ive been having, Im just glad i did at all lol.

archadianskies: hair stylist/make up artist and actor/model AU; the go-to makeup artist of the Haute Couture season, Grell, and the tall, cold Germanic model William

nimbus-cloud:

(Ooooh a challenge!  -rolls up sleeves-  Okay now mind, I don’t actually know how runways work backstage so I hope you can suspend disbelief at my ignorance.)

“Lagerfeld is up in an hour, you’ve got the menswear lineup of models.  They’ll be there in a few minutes, so you might wanna get ready if you’re not ready already,” piped a voice into her headset. 

“Ronald, darling, whenever am I not ready?” 

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marimaripink:

ロ!ナ!ル!ド!DAY!!!

marimaripink:

顔忘れそうだから・・・。

といっても原作と全く違うからあんまり関係ないかもしれない。