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Flames rose atop the manor, dancing in the darkness of midnight. The low crackle filled the silence. Sebastian paused, your unconscious frame in his arms. His body ached from exertion and impalement. His clothes stained with blood and ripped beyond repair. Entirely unacceptable from a Phantomhive butler. Your dress skirt had been torn and ripped, splatters of blood covering the once pristine white fabric. Your legs were dirty, shoes having gone missing in the destruction. Sebastian watched as the fires reached the garden, burning the white camellia blossoms, his favorite flowers. The ones he had planted for you. Demons were truly selfish b

"He's drop-dead gorgeous!" You heard the girl next to you whisper to herself. Admittedly, you had to agree. The new algebra professor was handsome. "I must say, Sullivan," Michaelis' smooth voice interrupted your thoughts. "Based upon the answer you've given; I can conclude that light does, in fact, travel faster than sound. That's why people appear bright until you hear them speak. Sit down." But, god damn, was he extremely strict...and rather insulting. It seemed that Dakota wasn't exaggerating at all, and you could tell that Shae noticed it too. She was wearing a sour look on her features. You tried your best to stay attentive to his lec

(I do not own the picture.) "(F/n), wake up!" You hesitantly opened your (e/c) eyes and was immediately blinded by a bright light shining down upon you. You lifted your hand in attempt to shield your eyes as you blinked away drowsiness. "..What?" You croak. "Good, it's about bloody time!" The familiar voice scoffed and then immediately laughed afterwards. "Good thing you're awake now, (F/n)." You recognized your best friend for nearly a decade, Shay Carlson, shining an oil lamp directly into your face. You cracked a drowsy smile. "And why is that?" You snatch the oil lamp out of her hands, making her jump in shock and tumble to the ground

You saw him sitting there every time you rode your skateboard. He doesn't say anything he just watches you go back and forth picking up speed to do a Kick Flip or a Nollie. You look at him and sigh. You were going to try a new trick today, grinding. It was your fist time to even attempt it and like always he was there almost silently cheering you on.        You looked at the shortest rail to grind. It was about eight feet long and about eight inches off the ground. You ride a distance away from it then back towards it. You glanced at him and he looked worried like you weren't going to make it.        You shook your head and right before y

       You burst through the front door of your house, tears streaming down your face. The suitor your father had chosen, the one you actually liked had broken your heart. You ran past your butler arm over your face. You ran straight to your room and collapsed onto your bed and began to sob. You had left not a half hour ago to meet with him and his parents when you saw him with another woman and was kissing her. Remembering the scene only hurt your heart even more. Your father wanted you married by your 18th birthday. But how could you be when it was only a few short months away.   Your butler made his way to your father to tell him about th

        You watched through a small gap between the door as Sebastian bowed to your mother and father. He straitened up and turned towards the door. You quickly moved hoping he didn't see you but knowing him he did. You tried not to giggle as you heard his footsteps come towards the door. Smooshing your hands over your mouth you tried to smother your giggles. But they escaped to no avail. You ran down the hallway in your nightgown. Both you and Sebastian knew you should be in bed but you couldn't sleep with out hearing one of his stories.        “My eyes must have tricked me,” he said as he shut the door to your parents lounge, &

 Sebastian x Child Reader :bulletred: :bulletpink: Her Butler, Valentine :bulletred: :bulletpink: It was February 14th and as the sun rose on this very special day, the snow from the night before sparkled as if it had been touched by magic. It was Valentine’s Day once again, and all of London seemed to embrace it with welcome arms. Every shop and café had decorations of hearts and red and pink banners, and there were more flower bouquets than could ever be sold- in spite of the cold weather. And though it was still quite early in the morning, lovers walked through the cobbled streets hand in hand with nothing but smiles. All in a

:bulletgreen: Sebastian-x-Child Reader :bulletgreen: Her Butler, Seeking “Mistress?”   With rounded, little girl eyes you looked up at your father’s butler from the tea you had been pouring. “What, Sebastian?”   From his place across from you, Sebastian Michaelis gave you an apologetic look. “I’m afraid I must interrupt our tea party, my lady. For it is time for me to prepare your lunch.”   It was true that Sebastian always cooked your meals- although technically Bard held the title of Phantomhive Chef- and you were getting rather hungry. But despite this, a sorry pout formed on your face and y

:bulletblack: Sebastian x Child! Reader :bulletblack: Her Butler, Proud It was nearing twilight as the last fractals of light disappeared into the nighttime clouds of a periwinkle sky. Carriages clattered noisily through the streets of London chauffeuring the elite of society to the nearest theaters and other forms of entertainment. From the depths of the large city a single stately house sat in mild splendor, with warm light wafting through large clear-cut windows. From within the home, a couple finished dressing to the nines and made their way down to the entryway where their Butler awaited to help them into their coats. The Master of t

"Of all days, he asks for a new cane now." Sebastian chuckles to himself as he makes his way down the dull streets of London. Today was an especially dreary day, with the grey sky and the slight drizzle. His young master's previous cane had been broken due to the manor's gardener's idiocy, and the Earl had requested a replacement immediately. The young man sighed as he continued. Not a human was to be seen in the streets, possibly avoiding such weather. The park he was walking alongside even seemed affected by such, seeing as it didn't look green at all now. Just dull. However, at first glance, it didn't seem that it bothered Sebastian, and