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Black Butler: Finnian/Finny X reader, Part 1"Welcome to London." A strange grizzly voice echo's through the darkness.
You suddenly feel sea sick, and the floor your on is slightly wet, you can hear voices above you.
A shadow moves across the room your in. A dim light from above shines through a checkered square in the ceiling, you can see the stars and the moon.
"Hello." The dark figure is almost next to you, its behind a crate, you have figured out your in the cargo hold of a ship.
"Who are you!?" Panic closes around your words making them a whisper.
"No need to fear," The figure moves into the dim moon light, "I will not harm you."
The figure moves forward, it seems to be wearing a dark black hooded cloak. It reaches up with its small hands to the hood that shades its face. The creature takes off the hood and reveals
a small girl that looks to be about sixteen. She has dark blue unnatural hair that covers her right eye, and she is wearing a black glove over her left hand as well.
"Its okay." Her voice changes to a soothing sou
Black Butler: Finnian/Finny X reader, Part 2-Warning strange moment ahead!-
I promise that things will be more interesting then part 1 I just ha to get some background in so it wouldn't be like, 'Wtf is this what's going on who are these people, ect."
You can feel the warm sun across your face and hear the birds chirping, its so peaceful.
"Ahhhh! No Plu-plu! Don't hurt the birds!" You can hear a voice from what seems to be outside.
You can feel something move at a alarming speed next to you, you open your (eye size and color) eyes. You see Iris at the window of a strange room.
"Iris, where are we?"
Iris turns around, she is wearing the same close she was yesterday, as you are. Her hair is frizzy and not brushed, it looks like her hair had dried.
"We are in the Phantom hive manor, remember a butler let us stay here when it was raining."
You suddenly realize everything that happened on your way here with Iris and what happened. Sadly one of th
England X Reader - I Finally Met You .:Request:.
You woke up to your alarm. You sat up and immediately grabbed your laptop and started it up. When it was loading you quickly brushed your hair and changed into a tee shirt instead of the cami you were wearing. You logged into your computer and got onto Skype. You searched for his name and luckily he was on. You clicked his name and clicked for video chat.
"Hello Love" he said into his camera
"Hello Arthur, cant you wait till tomorrow?!" you asked excitedly
"Yup I cant wait to finally meet you in person" he smiled
After talking to your long distance relationship boyfriend,Arthur, for at least an hour by vid chat, you grabbed your phone and started texting him. You walked to your bus stop, red backpack on your back, black sweat shirt covering half your hands but still keeping you warm and your hair in a nice pony tail. Your friend Samantha came up by your side and smiled.
"Hey (name)" she said giving you a arm hug
"Hey Samantha" you said smiling at her and continued to text A
Haunted By My Past
Haunted By My Past
The room was black. Pitch black.
There was no light except from the outside of the jail cell from which the prisoners were kept. However, in all this dungeons space, there was only one prisoner; one captive who remained on the wet, dirty, and cold barren floor of the cavern. A young man beaten to the core rested his tired body on the wall of the stone built hell around him. His breathing was barely noticeable. In all of his worth and in his horrendous state, he looked calm, at peace, and in deep thought as if something serious was on his mind.
The sound of locked cell doors resounded and echoed throughout the site. There were bars from where the noise came from but outside them, the prisoner could see nothing. Only a faint light that emitted from their monochrome could be seen on the other side. A man however walked on its emptiness. A ginger with piercing green eyes and a cigarette pressed against his lips unlocked the cell with a smirk. He took a puff
Haunted By My Past (Part 3)
Haunted By My Past (Part 3)
“Was there anything in particular that you wanted to do this evening, love”, Arthur asked his fiancé happily as he straightened his tie standing upright. Even if on the days he wasn’t working, he was always very prompt. Never had ______ seen him absolutely relaxed. Even sleeping side by side, Arthur had always seemed wide awake as though he had a bit too much caffeine depriving him of peace. The young gentleman liked tea in particular and had it almost every free past time. Especially when it came to the last few hours of the day, Arthur was anxious.
______ tied her hair back as she began boiling some noodles to make pasta. “I’m making dinner right now, Arthur. Maybe after dinner?” Arthur gave a nod in response. “That sounds just jolly”, he smiled in satisfaction. As ______ continued adding spices into the heated metal bowl, Arthur couldn’t stop moving about the house as he focused on either cleaning up
EnglandxDepressed!Reader- The Thing About goodbyes
(warning: this story is not happy at the beginning. There is attempted suicide and depression. If you aren't comfortable with it i suggest you don't read.)
The thing about goodbyes is...
Bright sunlight streamed through the window of the small white room. The curtains blew in the small breeze but you could be bothered with none of that. You stared aimlessly at the white walls.
Some of the paint happened to be peeling in the corner and you had the sudden urge to pick at it, to help it fall. But you couldn't do that, no they would probably just keep you here longer for destruction of property.
They wouldn't see such a thing as you helping the paint achieve its goal, they never understood how you thought. All the doctors thought of you was that you were a reclusive girl who had tried to off herself.
They wouldn't listen to your reasons, nor did they actually try to help you get over those reasons. They just let you sit in a room locked in with your thoughts. That's right you
Haunted By My Past (Part 4)
Haunted By My Past (Part 4)
The next couple of nights had been rather harsh on Arthur. Each night seemed to build an even stronger anxiety within him. After Arthur’s nightmares reached their climax, he wouldn’t wake. No, he would endure the pain of greeting his fears every night as if something kept him from waking up. The thought of how gruesome the dream might actually be frightened ______. She’s heard of stories with people who’ve suffered these symptoms. Usually it was due to something frightening or a rough childhood. It was of most perplexity that the man she had fell in love with was beginning to turn into something much madder… much more psycho.
After waking up the next morning after his dreams, Arthur would discover that ______ would no longer be by his side. His screams in the night had frightened her so much to the point of actually leaving the room and sleeping downstairs were the painful sobs and wails of her beloved her muffled. They still r
Haunted By My Past (Part 2)
Haunted By My Past (Part 2)
Arthur extended his arm forward to touch the face of his significant partner next to him on the king sized bed. A fairly large gap separated them; a gap Arthur didn’t like. He wanted to hold her close, so he carefully dragged his athletic body close enough so he could wrap his arms around her warm body. As he caressed the cheek of his loved one, he noticed how peaceful she looked sleeping. He wondered if she could still keep that face even if something ominous had been haunting her in her sleep. He looked at his black digital alarm clock on her night table to find it was eleven in the morning. He panicked for a quick moment until realizing that he was off from work today. He sighed and looked back to his sleeping fiancé.
His face always seemed to soften when he looked at her in such a state. Taking his hand, he tangled his slender fingers in her hair. He savored each touchable strand he grazed in her slumber while being careful not to wake her. That is
Sebastian x Reader Chapter 6Sebastian x Reader
"This is a nightmare." I muttered as Elizabeth handed me tons of dresses and accessories and shoved me into the bathroom to change. I pulled out a pair of pink bunny ears, and a pink dress with lots of frills and little pink bunnies all over it.
"Put this one on first!" she had ordered me after handing me the dress. I sighed and frowned I couldn't I'd rather go back to living on the stre no no I wouldn't. I shuddered, I knew what I had to do. My job was to distract Lady Elizabeth for Ciel. This would be one hell of a distraction (ooh I liked the sound of that). I sucked it up and put on the dress* and ears and walked out of the bathroom.
Waiting for me were Elizabeth, her maid Paula, Mey-rin, Finny and Baldo. Apparently they were there to help Elizabeth to pick which dress to give me as a welcome gift. I looked like an idiot in front of three of my friends and two acquaintances. My friends were laughing at me, Elizabeth was squ
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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