writtenwordoflove

         "Come up here already my dear. It's far past time that you had your turn." Pointing directly at you, Grell beckoned you to the center of the family room with a crook of his long, slender finger. "Thank you. I'm coming." Obeying Grell's commands, you walked up front and start feeling around his hand bag for something to claim. Something fuzzy quickly grabbed your attention. You lifted it out of the purse to find you've chosen a little doll made in the likeness of a bird. Before you could ask who the owner was, Finny jumped up from the couch. "Oh, oh, that's my item." He smiled wide. "I get to go in the close

          Grell calls you to the middle of the room to pick out an item from his purse. You feel around, picking a small item as yours. It's a piece of candy baring the Funtom label. Even though you know Ciel ran the Funtom company, you weren't sure if he was the one who put the candy in the purse. "Is this your item master Ciel?" You held the small item between your thumb and pointer fingers for him to see. Ciel didn't look pleased that you were holding his item. He nodded. "Yes, unfortunately it is. I thought with an item as small as that, my chances of getting picked were rather slim. Apparently not." He scoffed and stood up, reluctantly

~PrussiaxDepressed!Reader~ ~*~ The bright sunlight hurt [Name]'s eyes as she stepped out of her front door. She groaned and started on her walk to school. She walked down her street, hands shoved in her pockets. The walk to school was short and miserable. Once [Name] got to school, she went straight to her locker then to her 1st period class. She sat down at her desk and pulled out all her materials. [Name] glanced at the door where a small fight was starting outside. The teacher quickly separated the two boys. "You, go to class, now! Beilschmidt, get in here this instant!" He yelled. Gilbert Beilschmidt walked into the room and took his

 "Arthur?" The blond haired english man looked towards his friend (your name), raising an eyebrow in the process. "Yes (your name)?" Without warning, the blond man's eyes widened as (your name) opened his mouth as if trying to seek some buried teasure. She peered into his mouth and stared at his teeth. "You don't have bad teeth Arthur!" "Bloody hell woman!?" Arthur turned red, realizing how close her mouth was to his, however the girl in front of him didn't care. (Your name) pulled out a small notepad and paper and checked something off. Arthur began to get curious. "What's that (your name)..?" he asked as calmly as he could. He

        You were sitting by your window, daydreaming as usual with your headphones on. It was one of those days where you wanted to be alone; blocking out the outside world. Your imagination was better anyways. You look out your window, you see that the streets and land had been covered in white. Great, it had snowed. You sighed and shivered a bit as you closed your blinds. You hated snow, it was so cold and wet. . Sure, it was beautiful to look at. . but you hated moving around in it. This must have been why you thought it'd be best to stay inside today. You sigh, slumping down on your bed. It was obvious that you were awfully bored, maybe e

I stare at the silver vile in front if me. "What's in it?" I ask bluntly. "Water?" Nikolai hesitantly answers. "No its not" I plainly reply. "Then it's Vodka...?" He states, but it sounds more like a question to me. "I don't like Vodka" I frown, pushing the frayed chair out I get up. "Wait!" He clings desperately to my legs. My (e/c) eyes turn to the roof, taking their sweet time examining the cracks and crevices. "Tell me what's in it then" I bargain. "Fine," he sighs. "..." he hesitates, "It's-" a knife flies past his head. A smirk forms on his thin lips. "I guess someone doesn't want you to know" he says, scampering away. I scrunch up my

The last thing you remember that night was tucking yourself into bed and closing your eyes. You trail away into your little dreamworld of yours, dreaming of all the things you wanted. Later that night you woke for some strange reason, feeling as cold as ever, not to mention the fact that it was winter. You decide to have a walk about in your room turning your light on. You looked out you window and, to your surprise, the window was covered in frost. You opened your window to look outside and the whole street was covered in a thick layer and pure white snow. "Wow" You said in amazement, as you remembered that only just yesterday it was clear

Demolition SoulxReader Prize for UnseenDemonSlayer You walked home from your last mission without your weapon. She had gone to the nurse's office, again, though this time she didn't even bother denying it was your fault. You knew it was, your job as a meister was to protect your weapon, but you'd let her get so hurt again she couldn't even speak. She just stared up at the ceiling with wide eyes, glossy and unseeing. "Dammit!" you swore, kicking an empty can on the sidewalk in front of you. You stayed balanced on your heeled ankle-boot and kept walking. Almost wishing you had tripped, you stomped in the direction of your apartment building

~Stupid in love Oh Stupid in love~ [name] was coming home from work. Your day sucked today, Your boss francis tried to hit on you, and asked you to have sexy time with him, Kindly you refused. The drive home wasn't bad, you had a convo over the phone with your best friend Kristina. " I donno. I dont like how he's been lately." She stated, "He is being extremely needy lately and I dont like him taking advantage of you like that." "I know Kristina. I know you nor any of my other friends like him. Its not my fault I still love him.." you sighed looking ahead slightly, gazing over the road, watching the day turn to night. "And besides," You