ScaringThere are scars on my back,More Like This
hidden with the pale skin,
masked by the hidden life,
my skin is pale,
to stop it from darkening,
so no one can see,
that these scars,
were caused by me,
it was painful,
it took day,
to scar my back,
years to do such things,
and its painful,
and it will never heal up.
Love Me [Levi x Reader x Neko!Levi] [AU]More Like This
“Cat, get the fucking hell off the table.”
Pale eyes darted over at Levi as the ebony feline rebelliously sunk himself into the glass.
“Cat, get off there! I just washed that!”
Lifting his rear in the air, Rivaille’s little body trembled, retaining every bit of energy he possessed for the attack. His master took a step back.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” he growled.
But, when did he ever heed his master’s word?
Silently and faster than lightning, the cat lunged at him. His teeth dug into his thigh, and his claws pierces through his clothes into the tender skin. With a how, Levi’s hands quickly latched onto the wound. Despite his own strength, the kitten proved to be quite the muscular one himself as he refused to be pried away from his target.
You always longed for a cat, but you never seemed to have enough money to purchase one. Every time you strolled by a pet store, Levi always noticed the sad, longing in your eyes as you watch
Mera Pyara, Prince Soma x ReaderMore Like This
Ciel Phantomhive, head of the Phantomhive household, was pouring over numerous withered documents sprawled across his desk. The feather of his quill was pressed lazily to his lips, one cerulean eye traveling the thickly printed lines.
A shrill shriek broke his thoughts, his door bursting open. It slammed shut just as quickly, the sound of panting becoming evident. A flash of ruffled skirts crossed the room, diving behind his desk.
Leaning back in his cushioned chair, Ciel was met with a pair of (e/c) eyes.
"(Name)? What the bloody hell are you...?"
"Shush!" You interrupted, pressing a finger to his mouth.
Ciel was becoming quite perturbed. First, his confidante had ruined his concentration, and then she had the audacity to quiet him, like a toddler. The only real reason he hadn't slapped the sense back into her was fear. There was fear in (Name)'s eyes and that was worth some weight.
The connections of the Phantomhive family were a brave bunch, a strong tree with even fiercer roots tha
Garasu no okimono, Sebastian Michaelis x ReaderMore Like This
The edges of your feather duster lightly dragged across the fine crystal decorations, ridding them of dirt and smudges. First, the dog, then the rabbit, next, the dove, and the raven...
A cool, gloved finger ran across your waist, lighting a smug smile upon your lips.
"Look who is back." You spoke nonchalantly, turning to the next shelf of figurines.
"It still startles me how unafraid you are of me, m'lady." Sebastian noted with a hint of humor in his rich voice.
He was a striking figure in the lone light of the sunset, its beams streaming through the uniform line of bay windows. One could have marked him as an albino, with pale skin and red eyes, but the ebony hair spoke differently. His uniform was pressed and starched, not a single speck or stain in sight. He looked so clean and perfect, it almost hurt to look too long.
It was a private moment in the back hallway. The black oak wood paneled walls and floors made it seem darker than it was, but not in a bad way. Just an intimate one.