The Dark Wood CircusThe Dark Wood Circus3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I sat there, gazing up at the clouds. It was really creepy here in Dark City, hence the name. My short brown hair down to my shoulders was quietly brushing my face. I had hazel eyes and freckles. I was wearing a small white dress. I was 16 years old. It was boring in Dark City, only the crimes made it fun. I was at an old café that received a lot of attention, but the owner knew my parents so they left me alone in the back near the garden.
"CIRCUS!" An small girl squealed. Her parents were pulling her away from the joined people.
"Circus?" I asked myself. I had never gone to a circus before in my life. Maybe it was because of my huge fear of clowns.
"Excuse me girl, would you like a flyer?" A red dressed little girl said to me. Something was defiantly creepy about her.
"Um sure?" I said. I took the flyer from her grasp as she ran off smiling. I looked at the circus flyer in my hands. It was poorly drawn, but definitely creepy.
DARK WOOD CIRCUS. WELCOME!
It wasn't very much
William the Reaper Chapter 1William the Reaper Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
William the Reaper
It wasn't unheard of for a demon to be parented by two men. Demonic men were capable of becoming with-child, though it was a rare occurrence. But William's mother being male wasn't what made him different, separating him from the other children of his generation of demons. The fact was; he had been different from the day he was born.
Demon children drink blood, not yet able to take a human soul; and newborns would suckle their parent's blood. However, when his mother; Sebastian, had offered him his blood, he had cried, his tiny black nails growing out into claws as he tried to get the blood away, hurting himself in the process. Desperate to get nutrition in their son; Claude and Sebastian moved out of Hell and into the Mortal Realm, finding that their child would drink milk.
As he grew, his mother and father had found ways of sneaking blood into his other-wise human-like diet, keeping him healthy. It worried them how reluctant their son w
Kuroshitsuji : Yes, my ladyNotice! In this story, Ciel Phantomhive is a girl! ( to make it more interesting )Kuroshitsuji : Yes, my lady4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The early morning arrived and the butler silently opened the door to the chamber.
"It's morning, young lady." he said and opened the drapes, letting the sunlight float in.
He walked up to the bed and watched Ciel Phantomhive slowly open her eyes.
"Sebastian..?" she mumbled, still half asleep.
"Yes, young lady." Sebastian started preparing the tea. "For breakfast, I have prepared a minted potato salad, served with toast."
Ciel got out of bed and walked up to her closet. She chose a vermillion dress with pastel laces and a linen robe to wear underneath. She took of her nightgown, completely ignorant of Sebastian, and put on the robe and the dress. She then walked back to the bed, took the tea from her butler and turned around, allowing Sebastian to tie the behind of her dress.
"Today's plans, Sebastian." she said.
"Yes, young lady. After breakfast, madam Rodkin will visit regarding the ball next
The Demon's Kiss"So will it hurt?" Ciel inquired. He was getting somewhat anxious. He wasn't afraid of death, since he was prepared for that moment once his revenge was completed. He finally felt complete, knowing that he'd accomplished his mission. However, the wait was what caused him uneasiness.The Demon's Kiss3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It will a bit, I'm sorry. I will endeavor to be gentle, though." Sebastian responded caringly. A youngster wasn't supposed to experiment such a harsh life like Ciel had had, and yet with such a tragic ending.
And not only that, but he had grew fond of the boy, though he would never admit it. Losing him would be such a shame...
But that wouldn't stop him to eat his soul. Because Ciel was nothing but his food. And because Ciel's soul was perfect, Ciel's soul was ridiculously attracting…
Ciel's soul was heaven for the demons. What an irony.
Ciel, Ciel meant heaven; and Sebastian thought it was the most suitable name for the child. His blue eyes, his purity in all his suffer, were surely something ce
On My MindI can't help it.On My Mind2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can hear your laugh.
I can smell your skin.
I can see your smile when I close me eyes.
I can't help it.
I can feel your arms around me.
I can taste the sweetness of the kiss i imagine is yours.
I just can't help it!
Tainted Chapter 7Tainted Chapter 72 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Will finally summoned enough strength to roll onto his side and retch into the grass as he twitched in disgust. The demon had used him! But he didn't have time to let that affect him too much more. He needed to find the rogue angel before it stole young Melissa's soul.
"Be grateful I didn't drain you entirely," the demon sneered as she looked down at him and summoned a wicked looking razor whip before turning back towards the church. "Sophiel! Get your insane ass out here, now!" she roared, cracking the whip.
William staggered to his feet, summoning his scythe to lean on it heavily, wondering what the bloody hell was going on when he spotted Sebastian coming out of the nearby woods carrying his young master.
As if on cue with the whip crack, an angel floated through the shattered remains of the stained glass window.
"Cyndal," she said softly, holding her hand out towards the female demon. "Come back inside. You are not well."
"You were making
Eric's Lament*This is sort of the other side to 'Alan's Lament' so you might wanna read that first (link in desc.)Eric's Lament3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
I might just do a whole series of these XD
Wow it ended up long...
*This takes place after Alan has rather meanly told Eric to go away*
Eric: Tch... Stupid Alan... It's not like I need his company anyway, I mean, I'm perfectly fine here... *looks up* Oh hi there random reader person! Didn't think anyone would want to listen to MY inner thoughts... Let me just get some coffee and I'll tell you all about how I feel in regards to me and Alan's friendship; that's FRIENDship.
*Gets coffee and sits down*
Eric: Well, first of all, let me point out that were are NOT gay (or at least I'm not anyway), even though people seem to think we are ALL the time... I mean, is it really so unusual for a guy to be concerned about his poor dying friends that he might not have a lot of time left with? If he was a
Alan's LamentAlan: Hi everyone, Alan here! Surprised to see me without Eric? Well GET OVER IT. This whole thing is me having a rant about my absolute annoyance of everyone thinking of me and Eric as a pair constantly! First of all, WE ARE NOT GAY (Well at least, I'm not...), second of all WE ARE BOTH INDIVIDUALS. It's always 'Eric AND Alan this', 'Eric AND Alan that', well I'm bloody sick of it you know! Now of course, people can't be blamed for what they think about us, especially the guys around the office... Let me give you a few examples of situations that have resulted in the wrong idea for instance....Alan's Lament3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
*NOT THAT LONG AGO IN ERIC'S OFFICE*
[Alan: This one is particularly ridiculous, I swear. Of ALL the things to happen, of ALL the people to pass by... anyway...]
Alan: *Knocking or Eric's door*
Alan: I've got some more of the usual paperwork stuff to give you...
Eric: Ah OK, just come and put it on my desk.
Alan: Your office is always so messy..
How I'd Wished to Forget: GerItaHow I'd Wished to Forget: GerIta2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Holy Rome, you promised me you would come back. You have to come back because you promised!" Italy was trying to give him a serious look so he would understand how important it was to return, but Holy Rome was looking at Italy's lips.
"What...? Oh, yes, I promise I will return to you, Italy." Because I love you, he added.
"Holy Rome, you must be careful. Going to war is difficult. Herr Austria told me you could get hurt."
Holy Rome finished packing his things and gave Italy a lingering look. He built up his courage and took the few small steps to get to the little Italian. She's so beautiful up close. Her amber eyes and soft brown locks... I wish I could stay here, with her... But I must go to war! Holy Rome sighed.
"D-do you not wish to see me before you go?" Italy's eyes started to tear up.
"No, Italy! That's not why I'm sighing..." He found his courage again, "I'm sighing because I want to be with you, instead of going to war..." He looked down in embarrassme
Decadent Decay Ciel ran a sharp fingernail repeatedly across the tender skin of his inner arm,Decadent Decay3 years ago in Drama More Like This
digging into the small wound over and over again, systematically widening the tear he'd
created and peeling back its edges.
There wasn't much pain, only a slight, persistent pressure.
Pushing his finger into the gaping flaps of skin, the invasive digit lightly grazed
over blood-soaked muscle. He probed about, watching with a detached eye as he
stretched the flesh, unmoved and clinical as a seasoned surgeon.
Casually withdrawing his bloodied finger, he watched with a dull scarlet gaze as
the tear in his arm immediately began to close.
The young demon huffed loudly and collapsed back into his overlarge chair,
suddenly bored of his morbid entertainment.
Crazy Mind Thinks TogetherYou're crazy.Crazy Mind Thinks Together2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No you're not.
Quiet! Stop feeding her lies. She's obviously lost it.
No. She's right there standing tall.
Wait for her to crumble. She's a mess.
Why are you doin-
Listen to me. When have I ever lied to you?
I've always told you how ugly, fat, stupid, and a disappointment you are.
Why would I ever lie to you about being crazy?
No, I'm not. Take my hand, crazy.
Well? Are you going to listen to me and come along already?
All In.He marvelsAll In.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that a woman
can love a man
older than she, herself.
As if we all stack chips to a height
we expect all others to reach
but not to exceed.
But I have seen
one such miracle too many;
I have been the victim
of an unlikely affair
like theirs; where power
rocked decency to a shamed sleep
at the expense of those too innocent to watch.
in the longest silence,
the grand old image resurfaces:
a man with shaking hands,
a woman like a stained glass window...
He is twenty eight
and I am only nineteen,
but when that powerful mouth curves
around the syllables of my name,
I know that I know that I'll know
that he is the kind --
that no man beneath me
deserves to be beneath me.
But still, that man --
he marvels at the distance between twenty
and "much much older"
like these things never happen.
I told this dreamer, this distracted idealist
the most important parts of my story.
He is (how old?)
and I am only nineteen:
I cannot help
TearsHere they come again.Tears2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can feel them.
Just hold on one more minute.
Here I have no place to hide.
What was it this time?
Please help me stop them.
No one can see me like this.
Should I not be empty?
I thought I was better.
They've taken control once more.
Maybe I am truly broken.
Is there an off switch?
Come, help me find it.
No one can know this is me.
Make up an excuse.
Cover them quickly.
Find me a happy place fast.
What if they ask me why?
Doubt they'll believe I don't know.
This happens much too often now.
Does it ever truly end?
Much too late now.
Here they come...
Ciel - Light and DarkCiel - Light and Dark2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Where were you when our hearts divided?
You said we’d always be united!
You were my breath into my mouth
The name I use to shout
But in your eyes is blood
Your sins over-flood
I struggle just to breathe
My skin tears beneath your teeth
I am your everlasting victim
Your DNA runs throughout my system
My body is completely yours
But this is what I endure
You’re the enigma in my life
Continuing to thrust the knife
I am dying with apathy eyes
I’ve been filled with filthy lies
For I am your entity
Your incessant chemistry
Bound by the lies in your veins
My existence is trapped in chains
But to you…I am your light
I’m what makes your heart ignite
I’m the antidote to your innocence
I am your very synthesis
You’re in forever stagnation
And I’m your only salvation
Trapped by innocent, trapped by pain
Trapped by torture you can’t sustain
We are a unity, we are one
The only something you can’t outrun
I am you and you are me
Innate for al
Kuroshitsuji : KidnappedNotice! In this story, Ciel Phantomhive is a girl! (to make it more interesting)Kuroshitsuji : Kidnapped4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Did you get her?"
"What does it look like?"
"Put her in the back room."
Ciel Phantomhive was barely conscious. She was roughly carried through a dark hallway by two unknown men, and next to her walked a man who couldn't seem to contain his glee.
They reached a heavy metal door, guarded by a heavily armed woman. She opened the door and the men threw Ciel down on the floor. Only now she realized her hands were tightly tied behind her back. The room was completely empty except for a wooden chair and a broken mirror.
The doors shut, leaving Ciel all by her lonely. She crawled up to the mirror. Her reflection was bruised, bleeding from the nose and mouth and the dress was torn.
Ciel didn't have a clear vision of what had happened. She remembered sitting in her office when somebody had knocked on the door. She'd thought it was Sebastian, so without raising her eyes from her papers, she'd allowed them to enter.
Ciel vs NearYoung master Ciel browsed over some of the paperwork that Sebastian had laid before him.Ciel vs Near3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"This is so boring," he scoffed, pushing the pile away from him on the desk. "Bring me something sweet."
Sebastian reorganized the pile, placing the stack back in front of his master. "You will ruin your appetite; dinner will be ready shortly. As for the paperwork, we have been through this, young master. You must keep the company's business organized."
Ciel's eyes fell to the pile and he gasped. "What who in god's name keeps ordering such large amounts of my toys?"
"Whoever it is, they are great for business. This is the third order this month, is it not?" Sebastian leaned over his master's shoulder, admiring the large digits printed on the receipt.
"It is a nuisance," Ciel frowned, tossing the paper aside.
Sebastian caught it in one graceful motion, and examined the bill more closely. Smiling to himself, the butler tucked it in his front coat pocket for later. Ciel paid no mind to it, and re
Hakoniwa TonchinkanHakoniwa Tonchinkan4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hakoniwa Tonchinkan (Miniature Garden Nonsense)
-a strange doll house-
When did I wake up from this long, long sleep? I'm in a mysterious world.
The day is night and the night is day. The new moon shines in the sky. The sun hides the trees and grass. The boundless earth is blocked on all sides by walls of steel, the luxuriant forest has withered and I can smell the scent of Nilgiri. I doze with my eyes open and scream without a mouth. Yes...
I've always been alone with someone else.
I ask myself:
"Where am I?"
Another me answers:
"In the mansion of a distinguished noble family."
A different me replies:
"This is a miniature garden. We are trapped inside."
I ask myself:
"How long have I been here?"
Another me answers:
For a long, long time."
A different me replies:
"There's no use wondering how long. We aren't here in the first place."
I ask myself:
"How can I leave this place?"
Another me answers:
"There's no need to. A worse hell is waiting outside."
How to annoy Ciel Phantomhive1. Steal his eye-patch.How to annoy Ciel Phantomhive2 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. When he accuses you for stealing it, blame Sebastian, while wearing it.
3. Ask him what his relationship he has with Sebastian.
4. When he says something along the lines as "He's just my butler" scream "LIAR!"
5. Show him Sebastian x Ciel Fanfics, fanart, smut, etc.
6. Get his reaction on video.
7. Post said video on Youtube.com
8. Lock him in a room with Sebastian.
9. Refuse to let them out until they confess their undying love for eachother.
10. Place cats randomly throughout the manor.
11. When he scolds you for letting cats in, blame Sebastian but make it obvious it was you.
12. Replace his clothes with Alois' shorts.
13. When playing chess with him, stare at him with a straight face and without losing eye-contact, flip the game board over.
14. When he calls Sebastian to pick it up tell him he shouldn't be so dependent on his butler.
15. Repeatedly call him
MoiraMoira2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Imagine being me
Imagine us switching places
Well think about this
I wake up from a damn nightmare everyday
I find some sort of motivation to get up and get myself all ready and prepared to face the day
Though I drag my feet because the pain I hold within feels like weights on my shoulders
I finish up and then wait for about ten minutes in the cold and snowy outside world
Wishing I could stay forever, because my heart is about as cold as it is outside
I sit with peers whom majority of them I don't like
Finally arriving at the jail of a "school"
Spending about the first fifteen minutes with the one person you try to get your dirty hands on
I lug myself through four classes with people I utterly despise
In the middle of that I go to a crowded yet excruciatingly lonely lunch
After suffering through a pitiful school session, I get home I immediately run to my only safe place in the downstairs bathroom and lock my door
I rummage through the drawers in panic
Searching as if I wa
Severed Mind Chapter 1Severed Mind Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: Her Butler, Her Savior
It has been 4 years since Alena had been kidnapped by the man with the goatee. She was now 14 years old and she was still in the same place she was before.She hasn't even seen the outside world since she was taken away from her home. Along with her freedom, her childhood as she knew it was gone as well.
The place she was in was filled with nothing but power hungry men. As far as she knew, she was the only girl there. Because of that, she was used often as the men pleased. She never went a day without a new bruise or scar to remind her of all her pain. She could truly say she hated it there.
Somewhere ElseYour desire – bitter cold in blizzard form, high-reaching through those stretching Alaskan mountains. "Evergreens" – lasting pines holding fast against strong winter winds, pushing great and frantic flurries back into the heavens.Somewhere Else2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Is this not what you long for? To be lost without hope, away from everyone, utterly stranded upon desolate, lonesome peaks? Ice, snow, solitude – a combination that reawakens deep-set longing borne inside all natures of humanity.
But – these are only dreams. Nothing more.
Making It Up To You (RonaldxReader)Making It Up To You (RonaldxReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler Fanfiction
Making It Up to You
“Hey, hun.” Your eyes remained on the last few stacks of papers before you, and you continued to scrawl across the bright, white sheet on the ink-stained surface of your desk with a large-feathered quill. It had been a good day, until you’d heard that voice. Suddenly the lovely loops and strokes of the writing of your boss had turned dark and foreboding, and you felt a sense of unhappiness settle over your already disturbed mind.
Wonderful. It’s him again… You heaved what you were sure must have sounded to the other reaper like a sigh of frustration, or perhaps annoyance. He would probably be used to it, seeing how many other girls he had dumped. It’s not just enough to ruin my life, you have to come along and break my day apart too…?
“Good afternoon, Mr. Knox.” You already knew who it was without looking as the playful, tea
His Butler, SurprisedIt's a day like any other at the Phantomhive Mansion. Sebastian, being a dutiful butler, has already gotten the servants started on their daily chores, which he is sure they will mess up no matter the task. But even so he strides to young master Ciel's room to get him ready for the day.His Butler, Surprised3 years ago in Romance More Like This
As quiet as a church mouse, Sebastian slides open the Earl's bedroom door. Young Ciel is curled up in a small ball in the center of the bed, looking so small and innocent for being the Queen's Guard Dog, or even the owner of a famous toy company at that.
After a few precious moments, Sebastian is able to snap out of his sweet trance and open the silk curtains, revealing the sunlight reflecting off the cold winter snow. Groaning, the Earl drags the sheets and wool comforter over his messy head of bluish black hair.
"Young master," Sebastian chuckles, "It's time to get up."
"I don't want to..." Ciel groans in a childish voice.
"But you have to," Sebastian smiles, being a good butler.
"Well, I don't want t