CielxReader "Check-" With a simple flick of the wrist, the black king was knocked onto the carpeted floor,"mate."More Like This
Ciel stared at you wide-eyed as his piece fell to the ground with an abnormally loud clatter. "Look at that Ciel. It seems I've beaten you."
Still confused over the loss, he sat still in his chair. An uncharacteristic grin spread on your face. His eyes narrowed and suddenly, he threw himself off the chair and wiped the board right off the table, making room to slam his hands down on top of it.
You laughed at his anger,"Ciel, you're such an interesting person. Why are you so upset over one little loss-?"
Prince SomaxReader "You know I envy you Ciel..." Placing your face on the table, you groaned. Ciel's glanced turned towards your disheveled form with agitation. "You already know you're going to marry Elizabeth. I'm bound to be alone forever..."More Like This
"Why do you always come here to complain about relationships?" He muttered from across the table. "Do I look like a matchmaker to you-?"
"If I may." Sebastian interrupted. His footsteps rebounded through the room you sat in. As they grew louder, you allowed your head to lift. "__________, you're a sensible (age) year old. I don't think you should worry about marriage at the moment."
.:Cheese In His Tea Bags~ UndertakerXReader:.More Like This
"Oh Mary Ann what beautiful skin you have! So soft and subtle I could just eat you up! And you are so light on your feet!" you had been an assistant undertaker for about a month now, but it was enough time for you to fall in love with the crazy silver haired mortician. So it was only natural for you to be angered when you heard your beloved undertaker in the arms of another woman!
In outrage you stomped out from your hiding place-in the kitchen preparing his favorite biscuits- and down the hall into his work shop. With a glare you scanned the room. No one. But there was a note on top of a particularly unsteady pile of books and beakers. Righ
.:So You Like Pussies? SebastianXReader:.More Like This
Birds chirped in the distance as you polished the silverware that never seemed to get use anyway. A cool breeze swept though out the room from a nearby window. Bringing with it the smell of white roses and oak trees.
"well all done here...." you stood up and put away your supplies. Humming to the rainbow monkey song you walked down the hallways of the Phantomhive mansion you tried to recognize some of the paintings around you.
You were the newest addition to the Phantomhive estate. So naturally you being the slightly day dreamy girl you were got lost............ a lot. They really should give you a map.
"lost once again I see miss. [y/n]?
Grievous War: PrologueMore Like This
The cold halls of Invisible Hand seemed to sap the life out of everything that lurked throughout each corridor, lending each soul living within the hivemind of mechanical droids and endless passages an icey shoulder. The two Jedi assaulted through these ways with a spearhead mounting them: the force. Each way they turned they seemed confident they would find their way to him. They were assured they would catch him this time. The corner they turned would've have been one like any other, had only their eyes not met in utter peril with what lay in front of them.
A cadre of battle droi
Humanistic MonsterWhen is a man no longer a man,More Like This
But rather a monster who loves to kill?
What about those who knew him well?
Are they all monsters too?
A man can oversee the slaughter of 1000 people
And the torture of many more.
Yet, he still comes home, kisses his wife,
Plays with the kids, and reads the paper.
We do forget their human side
Because to us they are not human at all.
Only a part of the killing regime
That we turn our eyes away from in shame.
What about those who were dear to that person?
Family, friends, and others as well.
Do they see a monster with bloody hands
Or do they see the man they once knew before?
What would you do if