Sebastian x Child! Reader: Her Butler, ProudSebastian x Child! Reader: Her Butler, Proud by Tarnisis
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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 the house- a nearly twenty-five year old Ciel Phantomhive- regally shrugged into his overcoat, before holding out his arm to his wife. With an intelligent light blue eye the man gazed at her, before once more returning his attention to the statuesque figure dressed in black.
“We’ll return after the oper
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It was nearing 6:00 o'clock when Fantine finally hung up her work apron, donned her winter-shawl, and walked towards the workers exit of the factory where she had toiled daily for several years. Having been on her feet since 6:00 that morning, the young mother was a severely fatigued, but found an extra reserve of strength in the thought of her little girl patiently waiting for her return.
Slowly, Fantine walked out into the chilly evening air and took in a great breath of the cleansing wind, and she smiled. Though the winter months meant freezing nights and a shortage of food, it was undeniably a beautiful time of year. And with the clouds of putrid smoke rising from the factory's many chimneys the woman was beyond thankful for the rush of breeze that met her nose and eager lungs.
Fantine shouldered her shawl more comfortably a
Loki-x-Reader: Hero to VillainLoki-x-Reader: Hero to Villain by Tarnisis
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Your hands were shaking, but you didn’t notice. Your head was cocked to the side- showing how unstable you were- but you didn’t care. And all this indifference showed in your eyes as you stared down the man who stood opposite you.
You had been building towards this point for nearly a month now. Countless things had brought you to this moment: climatic point after climatic point, driving you closer and closer to the edge until you had finally snapped.
It had started when you had been treated unfairly, with inequality and condescension. And it had escalated when your boss had told you of his plans to let you go at the end of the month. This wasn’t due to a bad work record on your part, or a lack of personal effort; but rather the need for the company's ‘expansion’.
“It’s nothing personal, (F/n),” the pompous man had stated with a grin. “It’s ju
Childish DreamsChildish Dreams by Tarnisis
James had always dreamed of flying; spreading wings and soaring away from the constraints of men and their petty laws. It had been one of the many reasons he had first become a pirate. Sailing the seven seas to plunder and pillage had given him a semblance of the feeling of flight. Though in the end, he always had to run in order to remain free.
But now as he soared over the ruggedly tender alcove of Skull Rock, the young man found that he had never known the true meaning of freedom. Now, as he flew after the fairy that had granted him figurative wings, James knew that his life would never be the same.
Gently the Neverland winds caressed against his clothes and skin like a long-forgotten lover, giving him the greeting of a king as he dove straight at the water. The descent was similar to falling, but as he moved his body just so, he was able to rise at the last second and only the tips
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