finny gardener

  • <p> <b>What she says:</b> "I'm fine"<p/><b>What she really means:</b> "I wonder who Bardroy was before he worked for Ciel? Did he have a family? Mother? Father? Siblings? Girlfriend/boyfriend/datefriend? Why did he not want to go home after the war? Did he even have a home to go back to? How did he survive? How did he single-handedly take down an army? I worry because he's much more than a comedy relief character, he hides so much behind funny antics and jokes that I wonder if many people know who he really is. He clearly suffers from some PTSD and I doubt Ciel is getting him help. Hasn't Ciel noticed? Or does he not care? Because Bard is just another pawn to him. I don't want him to end up dead because Ciel used him"<p/></p>
Why I'd Be Kicked Out Of The Phantomhive Household
  • Bard: That's our Sebastian! Saving the day!
  • Finny: Thank heavens you're alright Young Master!
  • Mey-Rin: Mister Sebastian! Young Master! You're alright!
  • Me: For fuck's sake Ciel get your shit together and stop getting your ass kidnapped
Working at Phantomhive Manor would include

*Being friends with the servants

*Being envious of how perfect Sebastian is at EVERYTHING

*But also taking advantage of it and messing up sometimes so you have less work

*Taking care of Pluto when Ciel and Sebastian go on trips

*Occasionally knowing random facts about cases, so sometimes Ciel asks for help

*Having tea with Tanaka

*Cowering whenever Sebastian gets angry

*Judging everyone that comes to balls with Bard and Mey-rin

*“Can you believe said that?” “I know right, like if you spend 8 hours slaving over a stove you wouldn’t have time to prep for a ball either”

*Playing with and helping Finny in the garden

*Being confused when Grell comes to the Manor

*Laughing at Sebastian’s reactions to Grell, he glares at you afterwards

*“(y/n) would you like to receive extra "chores”?“ "N-no sir”

*Smiling at Christmas , but being kind of irritated when Elizabeth plans suprise parties

*But still being happy because she somehow gets Ciel into a festive mood

*But laughing hardest when she puts pink and girly things on Sebastian

*Enjoying being around them even when they annoy and terrify you

Paulina Olowska at Metro Pictures Gallery

Polish painter Paulina Olowska’s series of female figures suggest strong personalities; this shadowy character is based on gardener Valerie Finnis, who confessed to having once put plants before people. (At Metro Pictures in Chelsea through Dec 22nd). Paulina Olowska, The Gardener after Valerie Finnis, oil and acrylic on canvas, 86 5/8 x 70 7/8, 2016.
Black Butler Imagine

Imagine it being just a normal day in the Phantomhive household; Finny weeding the garden, Baldroy preparing breakfast, Mey-rin cleaning, Sebastian tending to his daily butler duties, and you and your friend Elizabeth visiting Ciel. However, unbeknownst to everyone else in the estate, the butler is the true reason you tag along; and he knows it too. So this time instead of playing dumb, he intends to thank you VERY well.

anonymous asked:

Undertaker and Sebastian when they first realize they love s/o?

Why is everything I write so angsty ohmy

Undertaker enjoyed those rare moments of serenity when he could simply sit alone in the shop, listen to the silence and finally feel calm. Staring blankly at his own reflection in the mirror, for the first time in many years he thought that maybe he was getting older. Till now the years were constantly passing by without his participation, as if he was caught in space, unable to run after the mortals who meant something for him and not being able to protect them from what was unevitable.

That was when he thought about you. He knew many more or less interesting people but surprisingly none of them has ever catched his eye as much as you did. Oh dear, at that moment he couldn’t believe how he managed to live for so long time without you by his side. What was he doing then, which thoughts occupied his mind most of the time? Being the reaper he had his job which had to be completed but what after he quit? He couldn’t remember, there certainly had to be something but it was as if all the previous memories were replaced by the new ones, those which included you.

Undertaker smiled to himself and the reflection did exactly the same thing. Yes, he was most likely getting old, there was no other explanation.

The reaper stood up and went to the massive desk, while playing with his braid. Leaning on the furniture he looked around the shop, noticing how many spider webs were on the corners of the walls, only adding more grotesque to the usual amosphere. It was so funny, all you had to do was to place some coffins and candles, then let the spiders and dust do the magic and there he was, possessing one of the scariest places in the whole London. Humans were truly amusing, indeed, thinking that if they will avoid an uncomfortable subject it won’t hunt them.

The sound of heels on the wooden floor echoed in the room when Undertaker was manoeuvring between the coffins and admiring their beauty. He surely was doing his job well, being proffesional as always.

A sudden thought crossed his mind when he was passing by one of the prettier looking coffin, most likely for a young woman with great taste. It made the smile disappear from the lips when his mind unintentionally made him imagine you, laying there on the soft satin with eyes closed, hands crossed on the chest and dark, elegant dress he himself dressed you in. He almost scoffed at the image in his head, sending it away with a quick shake of head. No, this certainly couldn’t happen. Never. And he had to take responsibility to prevent that.

Giggling to himself he went to the back of the shop. Well, maybe he wasn’t getting older as he thought, maybe it had to be something different…


The butler was staring at the tiny piece of dust which was impudently laying in the middle of the freshly polished coffee table. It didn’t matter if it was Mey Rin or anybody else, an ordinary human weren’t able to see this small piece of filth, therefore it was his duty to clean the surface so there won’t be even the tiniest pollen of dust. Taking rid off the intruder, he smiled proudly and begin to check if the windows were clean enough. Looking after the other servant’s job was a pain but he couldn’t complain, not since the young master wasn’t going to find any reason to scold him for.

Looking outside, Sebastian quickly made sure that Finny wasn’t destroying the garden and seeing nothing but neatness, he sighed deeply, glad that this day was one of those when his nerves aren’t going to be taken to the limit. Moreover, when he found you sitting on the bench in the garden and reading one of his master’s books, he thought that even a possible explosion from the kitchen couldn’t get him out of this peaceful mood.

Obviously it could, but he wasn’t going to think about it more, not when he could enjoy the current view on your frame.

It surprised him when you slowly looked up and then at him, as if you could feel his gaze placed on you for some time. When you waved friendly to him, the butler bowed slightly placing a hand on the chest where his heart was and sent you one of those beathtaking smiles which never failed to make your knees weak. Luckily you were sitting right now.

Sebastian came back to his work, precisely sighting all of the leftover streaks. The fact how easy you noticed his presence, even though he was still in the building was frustrating him. Did he became predictable? You were a human, after all, how could you feel a demon’s gaze on you, how could you know that he was looking at you, he, the creature from the depths of hell with hands stained in blood, void instead of the heart, how…?

The butler placed a piece of fabric on the windowsill and hid behind the wall so you couldn’t see him. Maybe it wasn’t you who has special abilities, it could be him who became to feel too comfortable around you and stopped caring for his mysteriousness, acting way too freely than he was supposed to. He shouldn’t have let that happen.

When he peeked on the outside, this time being cautious to do not be noticed by you, the demon realized that you weren’t sitting on the bench anymore. Instead he listened carefully and heard the footsteps in the main hall, quickly recognizing them as yours. You came to the mansion and were most likely heading to the room where he was, he knew it. Sebastian’s first thought was to disappear somewhere and then explain you that he had an important job to do on the other part of the residence but at the same time when he was going to escape, he found himself being displeased of what he wanted to do. How much he would preffer you to come into this room and talk to him, to hold you close to him and breathe the scent of your skin and hair, to kiss your lips taking just a try of the taste of your soul…

In the next second he was at the ground floor standing behind the kichen table, hearing you go upstairs where you wouldn’t find him. How he wished he wouldn’t be such a danger to you, how much he wanted to spend amounts of time with you and without feeling guilty or having to hold himself back. He couldn’t simply hurt you in any way and that was the main reason why his affection always had to mean distance.

Kuroshitsuji Tumblr Usernames

-Ciel: i-write-sins-not-trageteas
-Sebastian: xcoolforcatsx
-Bard: boomgoesthekitchen
-Finny: the-solitary-gardener
-Mey-rin: maid-or-machine
-Bard/Finny/Mey-rin: the-three-stooges
-Snake: the-snake-whisperer
-Lau: London'sDealer
-Ran Mao: TheDealer'sAlphaBitch
-Alois: I’m-So-Trancy
-Claude: The-Spider’s-Web
-Undertaker: under_takeout
-Grell: xredaliciousx
-Madam Red: That-One-Crazy-Aunt
-William: sexy-in-a-suit
-Ronald: sir-flirts-a-lot

anonymous asked:

Finny, you're the gardener, so what's your favorite flower?

Finny: I can’t choose one! I love them all so much, I love the outside so much! It has so many nice things!

Birds, trees, bushes, flowers…

the sun too!

oh, don’t forget—*endless rambling about everything good about outside*

Bard: Alright, c’mon you. *drags Finny off screen*

Author’s note: Kuroshitsuji with 15. Let’s make this a competition.”
First Christmas prompt! #fail Oh well, it’s Christmas somewhere, right? Right. Thanks so much for your lovely compliment! Hope you had a lovely Christmas and enjoy this little fic!

Summary: When Ciel’s servants fail to make him happy during everyone’s favorite holiday of the year, Sebastian suggests they turn this into a small competition. The first one to make Ciel smile or laugh is the winner and of course, as the perfect butler, Sebastian has a few tricks up his sleeve.

Word count: 2k (woops)

The smell of snow was already penetrating his room and Ciel woke up groggily, already annoyed at the familiar scent, and saw a blurry Sebastian preparing a cup of tea at the foot of his bed. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Ciel sat up straight and let out a small huff when his butler looked up at him, the usual smile permanently plastered on his face.

“Good morning, young master. Did you sleep well?”

“As if you care,” Ciel mumbled and scooted over to the side, letting his feet dangle above the ground as Sebastian walked over to him with his tray.

Fortunately, the strong aroma of the earl grey tea took his mind off the fact that it was snowing outside and he purposely held the steaming cup right under his nose, practically forcing himself to smell nothing but that.


Oh, how he loathed this holiday. The only good thing was the profit he made with his company because people were dumb enough to buy presents for their loved ones. It was honestly the most useless day of the year, along with his birthday. Winter reminded him too much of the loss of his parents and his childhood, which was why he was giving Sebastian even more death stares than usual.

He couldn’t focus on the newspaper, his breakfast or his tea for that matter. He couldn’t even think of any random insults for Sebastian who was graciously ironing his clothes for today.

“You seem a bit tense today, my lord,” Sebastian mumbled as he gently dressed Ciel in a simply, yet fancy suit for the special occasion. “Anything I can do for you to make you feel better?”

As much as he wanted to not go downstairs and celebrate Christmas with the rest of his servants, Ciel didn’t have a choice so he shook his head, shrugged Sebastian’s hand off after he had tied a red tie around his neck and left his room, getting tailed by Sebastian’s quiet yet obvious footsteps.

The minute he got to the main living room, he was met with an explosion of “Merry Christmas, young master!”s, “Hope you like the presents we got you!” and “I did all the decoratin’ myself, sir,” and Ciel couldn’t be more annoyed. Even though they all meant well, he couldn’t help but glare at the gigantic Christmas tree in the farthest corner of the room, decorated with sparkly baubles, angels and everything else they could think of.

Finny started arguing with Bard about the chocolate cake that was in the middle of the large, beautifully decorated table, which somewhat appealed to Ciel because it was something sweet, but it still made his eyebrow twitch.

He took a seat at the head of the table and let Sebastian cut the first slice because it didn’t look like his servants were going to stop bickering any time soon. Mey-Rin was doing her best to stop them by flailing around like a butterfly while Tanaka sat in his usual corner, drinking his tea.

No matter what they did, they couldn’t get Ciel to be excited about Christmas. Every person in that room knew why he was not going to put on a fake smile, or at least pretend he liked the presents they got him, because everything about this holiday reminded him too much of the fire. So instead of listening to them constantly trying to cheer him up with silly stories, dance-moves and more sweet foods, Ciel just sat there, resting his cheek in the palm of his hand, watching them with a blank expression.

Somewhere in the back of his mind he did appreciate their efforts, namely Finny’s because he was trying the hardest by hugging him close and running his rough fingers through his hair while the others simply ran around in circles like lunatics. Sebastian was watching everything quietly, his blood colored eyes containing a neutral glitter while he cleaned the table.

“It’s no use,” Mey-Rin said, totally and utterly defeated as she held her face. “We cannot make the young master happy. And I thought he’d surely enjoy our presents and cake…”

“It’s obviously not his favorite day of the year,” Finny mumbled quietly against the back of his head and pulled away. “Did you at least enjoy the cake, my lord?”

“I did, it was quite tasty,” Ciel replied honestly and cleaned his fingers with his handkerchief, feeling undeniably cold without Finny’s presence. “You did a good job on that.”

They had probably put loads of sugar in it to hide their mistakes because it was a tad bit too sweet, but since he liked sweet things, he didn’t have anything to complain about. Plus, it was fun to see Sebastian’s disapproving look when he said that, obviously not pleased with the fact they made a cake without his surveillance. The latter was what made the white lie worth it because Sebastian was looking between him and the cake with the sourest expression he had ever seen.

However, the irritated expression was soon replaced with a cool one and Sebastian straightened up. “Let’s make this a competition, then. See who can cheer the young master up today. The winner can relax and take it easy for the rest of the day.”

That asshole clearly had a plan and Ciel did not like where this was going. Not one bit.

“Excuse you and your face,” he sneered and dropped his fork.

“But we’ve already tried everything!” Finny exclaimed, tears apparent in his large eyes. “D’you have any other ideas, then, Sebastian-san?”

“I do,” Sebastian smiled and looked down at Ciel with a rather mischievous, demonic look. “What kind of butler would I be if I didn’t even know how to cheer up our beloved young master?”

Okay, Ciel debated with himself for a minute. He could either give in and put a fake smile right now to get this over with or he could bite and see what kind of stupid plan this guy had. Seeing as he did like a challenge, Ciel decided to give them their needed permission with a mere flick of his wrist and watched everyone run around the house, trying their best to find something that would a bring a smile to his face.

Sebastian remained by his side during their frantic search, acting exceedingly patient and content, making Ciel even more annoyed because what was Sebastian’s oh so flawless plan?

Everyone else seemed to suck at making him smile, as usual. Finny had put on this idiotic clown costume and tried to entertain him by throwing some brightly colored balls in the air, Bard wanted to drag him to the kitchen to let him blow things up because “That always cheered me up when I was little!” but Sebastian promptly stopped him from doing so with a rather forced smile and Mey-Rin tried to show off her skills by balancing a couple of plates on her hands, shoulders and head. She failed of course and Sebastian was quick enough to catch all of them before they would hit the ground and shatter into pieces.

After some more failed tries, Bard tried telling a few funny stories about his childhood, along with a few very bad jokes, Finny went to the garden to bring in some flowers and Mey-Rin just kept tripping over her own feet and dropping furniture whenever she came up with a new plan. Tanaka remained silent throughout the day, chuckling every now and then while he watched their pure yet competitive attempts.  

At the end of the day, none of them succeeded and Ciel was left exhausted and bored of their endless, non-entertaining actions. “I’m gonna go to bed.”

He was about to get up but Sebastian, that smug-looking bastard, held out an arm and his smile widened. “Excuse me, sir, but I’m still allowed to give it a try, am I not?”

Ciel sighed and sat back down, folding his arms over his chest. “Right, I almost forgot. Go ahead.”

It was undoubtedly the biggest mistake he had ever made. Sebastian strode over to the back of his chair and placed both of his hands on his shoulders and Ciel felt himself frowning because he had no idea what to expect. Everyone watched in anticipation as Sebastian’s hand gently slipped down his torso, causing Ciel’s body to twitch lightly and right when he was onto him, it was already too late.

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what do we make of this?

~Earl~ Ciel Phantomhive (Black Butler): quiet, commanding

~King~ Byron Wagner (Midnight Cinderella/Cybird games): quiet, commanding

This similarity was more based on looks than personality, but the rest are personality instead of looks.

~Demon Butler~ Sebastian Michaelis: Loves cats, is a cocky lil shit, has a way with words and manages to charm everyone around him, very determined, bossy-pants

~Tutor~ Giles Christophe: HAS a cat, cocky lil shit, charms everyone, determined and bossy af

~Gardener~ Finnian/Finny: adorable lil shit, cheerful af, SO sweet, accessorizes (hair pins), abnormally talented

~Servant (spoiler- Secret Knight of Stein)~ Nico Meier: adorable lil shit, cheerful af, sweet, accessorizes (lucky earring), abnormally talented

If you want me to find the rest of the characters’ parallels, let me know but it’s 5:40am and I’m running on no sleep and currently working technically so this post is done lol

anonymous asked:

What about something cute with finny please? Like someone from an upper class being in love with him and visiting ciel just to see him

It’s so cute! This came out like really long but I hope it’s to your liking, dear~

Flowers were blooming in the depths of your heart, feeded by every shiny smile he gave you, by every sweet word he greeted you with. If somebody told you that one day you will do almost everything just to visit Ciel Phantomhive in his manor, you would most likely laugh it off and ask if he got a fever. Of course, young earl was an interesting persona, you would never doubt it, but inspite of his high intelligence, great manners and strong opinion on subject you didn’t know existed, he wasn’t the one to get your attention. Among all of the people who lived in the manor – hell, the county even! – nobody was as charming and adorable as Phantomhive’s gardener – Finnian.

Or Finny, how you preffered.

Soon you found yourself managing a visit to the Phantomhive estate at least once a week and everytime when you crossed its gates, you couldn’t get rid off the feeling as the plants growing in those gardens smelled sweeter than anywhere you’ve ever been. Naturally, the way to the building was running through them, therefore the finest of teas which would be served to you in some minutes while sharing a conversation with Ciel had to wait a little bit longer, since you simply couldn’t resist to admire the colourful petals showered with sunshine.

And the young, blonde boy who was working hardly on keeping them in the best condition, with big gardening gloves now stained from the dirty ground, kneeling between flowerbeds and avoiding your gaze as the deep blush appeared on his cheeks. However, you weren’t sure if it was caused by the effort or your presence. What if maybe, just maybe he was returning your affection, too?

Suddenly, hearing your own name called in calm but strong tone made you snap back into reality. Turning your head you saw Ciel Phantomhive sitting on the other side of the round table with a teacup in the hand, staring at you with something you could call almost an amusement.

“Yes?” you asked, perfectly aware of the fact you probably weren’t listening to him for some time, lost deep in your own thoughts.

“You weren’t paying attention to what I said, were you?”

Although he didn’t seem offened, you turned your gaze down, embarassed by your own lack of manners. Above everything, he was the one who still treated you like a guest, letting you to visit him whenever you wanted to and yet, he could see you as simply rude by ignoring him.

Before you managed to answer and apologize, Ciel continued:

“Everytime when you are here, you are staring outside the window. What is that what got your attention so bad?”

You cleared your throat. Now, realizing that from the guest room you were both sitting in you could perfectly see the gardens and the greenhouse where Finny was currently fighting with tiny plants by gently placing them to the flowerpots, how could you answer him? If he knew that you liked his gardener, he could forbid you coming there anymore.

“Anyway…” Ciel sighed and stood up, placing a teacup back on the table, heading to the door without a hurry. “I can take this conversation as ended. I hope you will join me at the dinner today. Till then.”

With that words he went out of the room and left you alone and even more confused. You peeked at the clock hanging on the wall next to you and surprisingly came to the conclusion that it was at leas two hours left to the time when the dinner was supposed to be served. At first you didn’t know what should you do with a situation you were placed into, but as long as you thought about it, you finally realized that maybe Ciel Phantomhive wasn’t as selfish as everyone was presenting him.

Unable to hold the smile back, you stood up as well and quickly left the room, immediatelly heading to the main entrance. Crossing the front door you had to slow yourself down to do not look as if you were running. Finally reaching your destination, you fixed your hair a little bit and then, standing behind Finny who possibly didn’t notice your coming, you greeted him cheerfully. You didn’t know what kind of reaction you were expecting but crushing a flowerpot in million pieces clearly wasn’t one of them.

“G-good morning, miss!” Finny announced formaly, immediatelly standing straight and keeping his eyes on you. “How can I help you?!”

You couldn’t help but giggle at his adorableness which only made him flush even more.

“We got some time before the dinner will be ready so I thought it would be nice to talk to you,” you smiled politely.

“Why me, miss?” Finny seem to be truly shocked by your response.

The blonde bended down and started to pick the pieces of broken flowerpot with the trembling hand. Seeing how poorly he was doing it, probably stressed out by the fact that someone from the upper class wanted to speak with him, personally, you decided to help him a little and joined to the simple work, quickly grabbing all the smaller pieces and ignoring his protests.

Standing there in silence right next to him, surrounded by the silence you felt your heartbeat fasten. Finny wasn’t even peeking at you but he could clearly feel your gaze on him, which was only making him more embarassed. The way this boy was acting around you and how was your heart reacting to him made you wonder about all that social hierarchy system. You knew that nobody would approve your relationship but in the end, did it even matter? You wanted to share every minute of your life with him and if that wasn’t important, you didn’t want to know what was.

Bending to the side slightly, you placed a surprise kiss on Finny’s cheek, causing him to drop all of the pieces he managed to pick up.

“M-m-miss, what are you…?!”

He didn’t end the sentence when you grabbed him by the cheeks and kissed him once again, this time right on the lips. To give yourself more confidence you closed your eyes when doing that, so when you opened them and let go of him, all you could see was his face, now reddened to the points of his ears. You were expecting him to react as sudden as always, maybe run away, therefore it was a pleasant difference when he stayed calm, staring at you right in the eyes with so much admiration you’ve never seen in anyone before.

Hesitantly he moved closer to you and touched the tip of your nose with his, but didn’t dare to kiss you the way you did. In that moment, sitting with him in the garden, surrounded by sweet smell of flowers and sun, deliciously consuming the moment on loneliness you two shared together, you thought that Finny was the best gardener in the whole world.

After all, he was the one who made flowers bloom deep in your heart.

Imagine and One-shot for: maythe-triforcebewithyou

(I am so sorry! I put the wrong blog down, but now it has been corrected!)

Rating: PG

(Imagine and one-shot are related)

I regret this, Your mind thought as you walked through the halls of the Phantomhive estate. You worked for the young Earl as a maid, to pain off your debts. You were extraordinarily skilled at using (A(An) Weapon). The reason of your job was to protect the lord if Sebastian was unable to.

  There had been no problems until today. You had appeared to have caught a cold from helping Finny out in the garden. You didn’t let anyone know. You were afraid of what the young master might say if you had told that you were sick. You rubbed your temples, wishing this pounding headache of your’s would go away.

 You thought about Sebastian. He would be an excellent caretaker, and a most sexy one too. A dark blush filled your cheeks, adding to the light one already there. You did admit you had a crush on him. There was nothing not to like about him. You could never tell him though, that was something that would remain a secret.

 "(Name)? Is everything alright?“ Sebastian’s calm and handsome voice rang out as he appeared right in front of you, scaring you nearly to death. "Sebastian!” You almost shouted and he smirked as you tried to scold him, “It’s not polite to sneak up on people, you know.”

 Sebastian only chuckled, “You’ve told me many times, (Name), and yet I never get tired of seeing that delicious expression of your’s.” You narrowed your eyes, but sudden pain shot through your head, making you grit your teeth in pain.

 "Oh my. Care to tell me what happened?“ Sebastian pried, but you shook your head, "It’s nothing, go away.”

 You tried to push past him, but you didn’t have the strength anymore as you collasped into his arms. Sebastian smiled down at you, “Sick, are we? You could’ve just told me, (Name).” He carried you bridal style as he walked back to the servants quarters. You curled up in his arms, not denying the comfort he brought you.

 "I guess it’s up to me to take care of you, (Name).“ 

We played Chess with Ciel,
Kicked butt with Sebastian,
Gardened with Finny,
Cleaned with Mey-rin,
Cooked with Bardroy,
Played Fetch with Pluto,
Sipped tea with Tanaka,
Told jokes with the Undertaker,
Looked F~A~B~U~L~O~U~S with Grell,
“Decorated” With Elizabeth,
And played Dress up with Alois!
We always sing I’m Alive,
And try to sing Monochrome Kiss,
We are the fans of Black Butler….
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That Butler, Shopping (my version)
  • Sebastian: *has a HUGE list* Haah... they ran out of high quality beef. Young Master, we will need to visit the butcher down the street, too.
  • The earl: Fine, but why am I even here? I'm the earl; I don't need to be on a shopping trip. Are you sure you bought enough baking ingredients? Is two 10lb bags of sugar really enough for this week?
  • Finny: *looks at garden tools and plants* THINKS TO HIMSELF: How DID Sebastian make those iris bulbs grow? Oh well, I'm just glad to go on the shopping trip today *picks up a new pair of shears but accidentally breaks them, sets them back down and walks away* THINKS TO HIMSELF: If Sebastian finds out I might not get dessert later....
  • Baldroy: *In the back area where the girly magazines are kept* Have it. Have it. Oh, this one is new! Hey! Sebastian, can I get this one?!?!
  • Mey-Rin: *Just walks behind Sebastian, staring at him, too busy fantasizing about him to even think about shopping. Then she walks right into a stack of canned goods and knocks them all over.*
  • Tanaka: *grabs a couple tins of any Japanese teas he can find* Ho, ho, ho! *Starts randomly making paper cranes once he finds his favorite tea*
  • Snake: Do they sell mice?... asks Dante.

Imagine and One-shot for: ouran-host-club-imagines

Imagine and One-shot are different subjects & characters

Rating: G

Today was the day! Today was the day you were going to tell Finny you loved him. You’ve known him for a year now, and over that one year, you fell in love with the gardener. He was so sweet and kind, and tried to be gentle, despite his strength. The mansion had been under attack many times, and he’s managed to protect you from harm’s way, no matter what.

 You weren’t good at much except cooking and tending to stuff that needed attention. Hence, the only reason you were hired. It was a suitable pay and you needed to money to pay back debts that were owed. You always helped Finny in the garden whenever you could catch a break. He didn’t need Sebastian’s help anymore when he had you.

 The thought of him made your heart skip of a beat with his cute smile and bright eyes. You wanted to tell him so badly, but you didn’t know how to say it. It’s like you were lost and no words could leave your tongue. You had tried before, but only froze in your sentence of three little words with a big meaning.

 "(Name)? Are you okay? Do you need me to get Sebastian for you?“ Finny’s voice rang out and you squealed, jumping into the air. "Finny!” You exclaimed, clutching your chest, “You can’t do that!” Finny smiled, “Sorry, (Name)! You looked lost. I wanted to make sure.” You blushed, “That’s sweet, Finny." 

  You sucked up all the courage you had and leaned forward, pressing your lips onto his. After a second you pulled away, your blush deeper than before, "I, uh, love you, Finny.”

 Finny broke out into a grin. “I love you too, (Name)!”

 "What are you two doing? Get back to work!“ Sebastian scolded and the two of you took off, hand in hand.