#fletcherhartley

[expectingbutler]

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I do not know what this is for.

[expectingbutler]

"I've got some red velvet cupcakes, you want them?"

“I’d love some.”

[little-red-reaper]

[ Closed RP w/fletcherhartley ]

fletcherhartley | X 

Chartreuse eyes fluttered open, a yawn left the red reaper’s lips as her vision adjusted to the light of morning. Reluctantly, she had allowed Ronald to convince her of throwing a party in her apartment, the man telling her would have been a simple get together while his own house was, in his words, “unfit for guests.” Yeah, right. Half the Reaper Realm showed up, much to Grell’s displeasure when she arrived home after having spent the entire day trying to catch up with work. She did not even last long, having fallen asleep on her couch just an hour in, exhaustion winning her over.

“Stupid Ronald...” she grumbled, lifting her hands to rub her eyes. Her right hand felt stuck, as if something pulled against her wrist. Glancing to her side, Grell had to do a double take, eyes widening behind her glasses. A startled gasp escaped, seeing someone asleep beside her. It took her a moment to realize it was the young reaper, Fletcher, Grell still just barely awake. That wasn’t what got her, though. A set of handcuffs was locked onto her right wrist, the other end on Fletcher’s. “Wh-What happened?! Fletcher. Fletcher, wake up!”

[rapacious-apathy]

{| fletcherhartley |}

These death gods seemed to swoop around him like flies to a corpse, but the facetious demon was always too quick to remind them that the only desirable body had not yet been dropped six feet under.

“And whatever brings you here? Everyone is still alive, little one.”

[expectingbutler]

*sends three because screw the rules* (ﾉ⊙ヮ⊙)ﾉ (ﾉ◕‿◕)ﾉ (●﹏●✿)

[this-bard-is-on-fire]

Bardroy had gone into town to pass the time on his afternoon off. Having already stocked up on cigarettes and cheap booze, he decided it was a good idea to scope out fresh “reading material,” at the bookshop.

He browsed the aisles casually until he reached the section in the back corner that held some rather bawdy titles. He plucked a book off of a shelf and thumbed through it, head cocked to the side in curiosity.

Soon after, he sensed another browsing the shelves near him. From the corner of his eye, he saw a crisp suit and immediately lost interest. No doubt another bloke with a depraved mind like him...

...And then a faint sweet fragrance reached his nostrils. He glanced up in curiosity and became slack-jawed at the sight of the person wearing the suit.

“P-p-pretty lady!” he squeaked in shock, now making an effort to hide the raunchy title he had been openly gawking at. His shoulder bumped the shelf, causing several more risque covers to come raining down on him with several loud thumps.

fletcherhartley

[expectingbutler]

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[expectingbutler]

"How are you feeling?"

“Really heavy right now...” he huffed.