[ Ludum ] Sebastian x Reader[ Ludum ] Sebastian x Reader by gudetama
There was definitely something off about him.
Perhaps it was the way he handled every single task with ease, producing seemingly impossible, flawless results. Maybe it was the control he seemed to have over anything and everything in his way. Or, possibly, it was just how good the tea was.
Besides, everybody in the Phantomhive manor seemed unusual, to say the least. Nobody else you knew seemed disturbed, or more accurately, intrigued by them. All that came out of outsiders' mouths were "orphaned, spoiled brat" and "he doesn't come out much".
Of course, there was much more to it than just a short, wealthy noble child and his butler, who could be much better off doing literally anything else other than being a lowly butler with his skills, for crying out loud. You knew there was more to it, more to him. Every time you stepped into the Phantomhive estate, your intuition told you something was awry, and every single time you faced that butler, something inside screamed a
Illusion|Eren x ReaderAnother day, another battle to be won.Illusion|Eren x Reader by gudetama
Fresh air, trees that stretch high into the air, fields of grass with no end in sight- this is what Eren loves, the feeling that simply can't be found inside the walls.
This sensation of true freedom.
"Eren! There you are!"
Turning around, the confident boy meets eyes with his best friend. "Armin. You prepared for today?"
The smiling friends exchange thumbs ups.
"Yeah! The gas is full, we haven't seen any titans for the last twelve hours, and all our supplies are go. I have a really good feeling about this expedition!" Armin exclaims.
"That's good to hear," Eren agrees.
"I'm going to my area now," Armin continues, getting on his horse. "I'll see you later, Eren. Good luck!"
Eren nods, watching his friend gallop off into the distance. With a grunt, he jumps onto his own horse, moving to his place in the formation, in preparation for the expedition.
"How do you feel today, Eren?"
Window|Jean Kirschtein x ReaderI first met her when I fractured my ribs during a fall from training. She was horribly sick; it had something to do with coughing up blood constantly, as a result of some sort of respiratory failure.Window|Jean Kirschtein x Reader by gudetama
We shared the same hospital room- two beds, spaced apart, with curtains blocking off our views of each other. Usually, it was silent. Boring.
The doctors would hardly come to check up on us- for me, it was simply because I just needed time to heal, but for her... they simply couldn't do anything. They didn't know how to treat that disease.
They could only feed her, make her comfortable and hope for the best.
But she was far from healthy.
During the nights, I would hear her wake up screaming, gagging, coughing, the revolting sound of crimson dripping onto the floor.
The hospital workers would rush in, and she would do her best to fall asleep again, just to relax the nurses.
I felt awful, but she felt worse.
One day, she finally talked- not to me, but to herself.
I heard the creaking of a ma
Snapshot|Sebastian x Reader"You son of a--"Snapshot|Sebastian x Reader by gudetama
Staring at the broken teacup at your feet, your gaze slowly moves upward, shooting a rather menacing glare at the troublemaker himself, none other than the trembling Earl Charles Grey.
"I... I just wanted to play a joke on--"
Stabbing into the Earl's very core with your stare, you grab him by the collar.
"I know you're an earl, I know you're one of the queen's butlers, but I'm her assistant, so if you want to get flirty with me, do it sometime away from work and pray that I don't stab you."
"Y-You can't threaten me! I'll get you fired--"
"Does it look like I fucking care?" You smile gleefully at the stuttering earl.
"I'm still not going on a date with you, Earl Grey. End of discussion," you add quickly.
With a whimper, the interrupted, heartbroken young man walks out of the room, drowning in self-pity and rejection.
You continue to clean the bedroom in peace, until- again- you're interrupted.
At least, this