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"Well hello there my dear Undertaker, its been awhile since we spoke last. I do hope you're doing well."

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the-silver-haired-grim:

crimsonmadam:

the-silver-haired-grim:

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the-silver-haired-grim:

"Well, well! Hello my Dear~" he said with a sly grin, standing and bowing low. "It has been quite a while! I have been doing very well indeed!" He snickered. "I am, of course, never at a shortage of customers!" He walked out from behind his desk and cocked his head as he came to stand in front of her. "And how have you been?" 

She smiled gently towards him as he stood in front of her,” I’m glad to hear that you’ve been well and work has been treating you well.” She gave him a small shrug with her shoulders,” I have been busy lately with work as usual. There is no shortage of patients for a doctor but other than that I’ve been alright. It’s good to see you.”Her smile widened.

He chuckled at her words and shook his head. “Two peas in a pod, aren’t we!” he said, turning and heading back to his desk. “We both rely on the misfortunes of others~” He snickered at his own comment and rounded his desk to his shelves. “Tell me, will you be staying for tea?” he asked without looking back. 

She laughed in response and nodded lightly,” Yes, I suppose that we are and that my friend is why we’re good for each other.” She winked at him. She walked up towards the desk,” Has there ever been a time I won’t stay for tea?” She asked with a smile,” You know I do love our time together.”

He chuckled. “Well, I’m glad to hear that! We’ve had far not enough of it as of late,” he said, reaching up and grabbing his box of teas, sorely unused. He turned and sat them on the desk. “So tell me then, what kind would you like today?” he asked, tilting his head. He then smirked. Or would you like me to mix you something special?” He opened the box, displaying more selections than before. “I suppose you could say I’ve been preparing! Hehe!” 

Angelina returned his smirk with one of her own,” We’ll have to make up for lost time than. ” Glancing in at the assortment of teas.” Hmm why not try something special. I’m glad you’ve prepared darling.”  The red headed woman reached out  and touch his hand with her own tilting her head with a warm gentle smile,” I’ve truly missed you…” she whispered.

Undertaker smiled a closed-lipped smile, almost being a smirk, but not really. “I’m glad to hear that,” he said quietly as he used the opposite end to pluck out several tea bags without mentioning their names. He then flipped his hand around and gripped her fingers, pulling her hand up and pressing his lips to her fingers softly. “I’ve missed you as well,” he whispered, his lips ghosting her skin.

utopianshit:

heyveronica:

megustamemes:

Will Smith recognized the cameraman!

will smith is a national treasure

i can never not love him

utopianshit:

heyveronica:

megustamemes:

Will Smith recognized the cameraman!

will smith is a national treasure

i can never not love him

classytragedy:

maleeshda3wa:

yayasmeen:

I think my selfie problem is getting out of hand..

This deserves at least a thousand notes !!

This is beautiful

prbuick11:

this man knows how to do it

prbuick11:

this man knows how to do it

orlandobloomfistmeintheass:

tastefullyoffensive:

I love the look on his face when he gets to the smallest one.

[theflyhater]

i fucking watched this

for 15 minutes

waiting for the look on his face when he gets to the smallest one

15 minutes

of staring 

i trusted you

do you understand 

how much i want to kill you right now

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the-silver-haired-grim:

thereaperincrimson:

 

He let out a long sigh. “My human life wasn’t the easiest, infact, this is horribly unladylike. It was shit.” Grell said. “I was beaten and abused by people. And my death was horrible. I was in pain for months before I got to die. I was only in my mid twenties when I died. But, as I was there, slowly dying, the very birds waiting on me to finally die. Not like I could of fought them off anyhow. I heard a voice and a soft touch on me. It should of hurt, but it didn’t. They told me that it would be over soon, I didn’t need to suffer anymore. Just to close my eyes, take the deepest breath I could, and it’d be done.” He said looking at his glass. “I did so, and that was it. I was reaped, judged, sent to be reborn as a Divine.” He shrugged.

He snorted semi amused after a moment. “Funny that my mother asked the same question.”

He raised an eyebrow at that and took the new drink the bartender had brought. He swirled it around in the glass as he thought. “So then… you believe it is the new purpose of your existence, to be not just a Shinigami, but a true Grim Reaper…” he said, hoping to get a more concise answer. He looked to him. “Or do you just want to prove you are more than the product of your past?” 

"A bit of both I suppose. I most certainly do not wish to be an Angel like my mother wanted." He said taking a sip of his drink.

"I think the main reason is because her father was one and died in some Grim Reaper war or something." He shrugged.

Undertaker took a breath and finally sighed. He looked to the swirling liquid in the glass. “Reborn or not… you’d better speak with more respect when it comes to the war. That was the worst event in our history. And like it or not,” he took a long swig of the drink, nearly emptying the glass, “you are Shinigami now. It is part of your heritage too.” 

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Will woke up slowly, giving a yawn and rubbing the sleep from his eyes before putting on his glasses. He got out of bed, still a bit shaky from just being woken but he fought it and straightened himself up. “Thank you for letting me rest a bit…but I should be getting home…I don’t wish to intrude any longer then I must and I wouldn’t want to worry Saiah.” he put his shoes back on and gathered anything else he had brought with him.

Zeno smiled softly from his position on the bed, making no move to get up. “That’s understandable,” he said amiably. He was almost relieved William wanted to go home so quickly. Less time for him to notice too much was off. He finally made a point to stand, doing so quickly while William was looking away, and stood with his weight on his left leg. He crossed his arms. “I’ll see you back Monday evening then,” he said with another smile. “Try to relax over the weekend, yes,” he said, already planning to sleep throughout most of it. 

~~~three months later~~~ 

Zeno tapped his foot on the chair leg as he sat at his kitchen table waiting. Today was an appointment with Endo and he didn’t want to be late or compromise their cover. It was supposed to be a random “check-up” for Zeno. He was going to bring William along because he’d “forgotten” and had him for the whole evening and simply had to bring him. But that wouldn’t necessarily fly if he showed up without him. He pushed his glasses up and tightened the high tail in his hair before looking at his watch. “Come along William… we’re running out of time…” he muttered. 

William had to walk slowly to Zenos house this time around.  The appointment they were going to was an important one and Will knew better than to be late for anything, but he couldn’t at this point.  He had started to feel really ill and didn’t want to rush himself and get sick.  Once he got to the door and knocked he could feel his stomach acting up badly.  He put a hand over his mouth feeling like he was about to be sick.

Zeno practically jumped out of his chair and damnear jogged to the door. He opened it with a sigh of relief. “Thank goodness, William! I thought- oh!” He quickly grabbed the trashcan he’d gotten into the habit of keeping by the door and held it up, gripping William around the shoulders and pulling him in the door. “Now, now! If it comes to that, in the hole!” he said. “We can’t afford to wait for me to clean it off the floor!” While he hand’t heard William complaining of an upset stomach, it was no surprise to him either. He’d been through a pregnancy before, and this situation was bringing back all of those memories as if they had happened yesterday. 

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"Yes I very mush do." He knocked on the door. "But I know them very well and know they are very excitable…I just want to make sure Jin is out of any harms way." He then waited.

Ieo smirked as he turned, wiping his hands as he walked to the kitchen door. The crowd of red-heads was already forming. They were shushing each other and elbowing one another. The eldests were hanging back, deciding to watch the fun with the parents. Duunen chuckled at Ieo’s side. “Just like old times…” he murmured. Ieo smiled softer at that. 

Two of the younger ones gripped the double knobs of the front door and stood at the ready. Mika counted down. 3… 2… 1… They flung the doors open and twenty of the younger siblings rushed out, tackling Grell with all their force; though, there were so many that he didn’t end up on the ground. 

Ieo and Duunen simply laughed as they saw Endo jump nearly ten feet away at the sudden throng. 

"Wah!!" Was all Grell could manage to get out before being tackled by his many younger brothers.  He had definitely made a good choice when handing over Jin to endo for safety.  But he was shocked that they were all here to see him, even the older of his younger sibling were there to greet him and his little family.

Ieo and Duunen burst out laughing, as did many of the older siblings who stood to the side. 

Endo stared as he continued to keep distance. His eyebrows raised up almost comically. “Oh… wow.” He felt Jin moving and looked to see him clapping with a happy smile. He finally smiled himself. “You like seeing Mommy all tackled, huh?” 

The second oldest, Grell’s first sibling, shook his head. “It’s funny how much he looks like Saiah…” he said, more to himself. 

Ieo quirked an eyebrow at him. “And you look so much like me,” he said with a smirk that only grew as he heard his second oldest scoff amiably. Ieo turned and headed to the door, walking through the throng with practiced ease. Quite without issue he picked out Grell’s red hair among all the others and ruffled it with his hand. “It’s good to have you back home,” he said gently. 

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cloudsinmycoffee9:

this is literally the greatest subtitling job that has ever been done. someone learned how to speak cat.

*laughs irl*