Broken Bride- Kuroshitsuji FicTitle: Broken BrideMore Like This
Author: Naria Lacour de Fanel
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji VERY AU
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters from Kuroshitsuji, they are the property of Toboso Yana and SquareEnix. I do not own Broken Bride or Morning in May, these are the property of Ludo!
A/N: VERY AU Undertaker and Grell. I was listening to my music and of course the deeply romantic Broken Bride came on and this is what happened. I ALWAYS think of UT when I hear deeply obsessive romantic songs...
//= Song Lyrics
Part I: Broken Bride
//Fifteen years I raged against the constant C, the
speed of light, the diagrams and haunted sleep
on frozen sheets, in bed, my dreams, your garden grave,
I'd climb inside, hold your bones and slowly die, the
cooling space inside your chest, my broken bride, you
never breathed again.//
Mad, they called me. Abandoning my hard-won career for a seemingly impossible pursuit. Letting obsession steal my so-called life for 15 ye
Roses are red... Grell x ReaderRoses are redMore Like This
't was the end of the season in London, most of the people were packing their bags to go back to their towns, including you. You sat in your hotel room looking out the window, but you weren't packing, infact, you decided to stay a little longer in London. "Hmm.. London is so beautiful" you smiled. You heard someone knocking on the door "Miss ____, there's a letter for you." "A letter?" you thought, you opened up the door and took the letter from the lady. "Thank you, here you go" you gave some money to the lady. "Oh thank you.. but this is too much!" "It's no problem." You smiled "You're a kind hearted woman.." the lady said "I see a beautiful man in the near future.." she smiled and walked away. You closed the door after her. "a beautiful man? Near future? Tss .yea right." You sat down on the bed and looked at the envelope.
To: ms. ____.
Hotel the Black Widow
2819 GS, London.
"Hm.. I wonder from who it is.." you thought and took out the letter. "An invitation?
The end of a worldAs I look out the window and see the clouds of smokeMore Like This
People are leaving their house,
With their face drained of hope
Close by I see people crying,
In the distance I hear people screaming
The worst is happening,
Only this time we’re not dreaming
The faithful are gathering,
Holding hands and praying
The tainted are bargaining,
Taking anything that can be taken
The weak are jumping off buildings,
Leaving blood on the pavement
Large scale of suicides
Whether by knife, gun, or hanging
It’s anarchy out there
And it has only begun
I’m damned to the flames
Because my sins can’t be undone