anime-whitewolf

        One thousand years ago, a City of Gold was created, lowered into paradise by the Gods themselves, beautiful and pure. This city was full of people who heeded the God’s words in blood and sacrifice, no matter what it was that they required, and tended to their city and paradise. The City at one point was known to all, but yet, as science, math, technology and time and advanced, the City faded into history and its paradise, becoming little more than a myth, a legend, left for the desperate treasure seeker and wandering adventurer. Unfortunately, our three protagonists are neither of these.

Of course, what they hadn’t bargained for was the small Italian to be late. Gilbert sat on the edge of the fountain, humming to pass the time, and beside him was a tall blonde-haired, blue-eyed man. He checked his watch for the fifth time since they had arrived at noon. It was nearly a quarter to one, and still no sign of the rather bubbly airhead. “I didn’t think he would really be this late.” The blonde said as he paced past Gilbert. “Aw, come on, Ludwig. You did say he seemed absent-minded. Besides, this is a nice place to chill and wait for him.” The albino chuckled. His brother gave him a rather irrita

Look at Sebastian’s change in emotion, and their change in total.. It’s just.. Wow. He came into this, confident that he would indeed feast, that he would raise this boy until they reached the revenge, reached Ciel’s goal, and reap his reward. He had everything he had worked so hard on come crashing down around him so damn fast, then became enslaved to the very same boy he raised into the perfect meal. That face is one of regret, I think, if not some slight sadness. He almost seems solemn, too. He’ll never get the soul that was a rare opportunity to come across. We can’t forget Ciel, though. Who knows what heR

There were very few things that didn't frighten a certain, normally bubbly Italian. Many people knew that. It was so obvious that many people picked on Feliciano Vargas for his fearful nature. Now, however, there was no one around to do it. You see, it was rather late at night and the poor young Italian had gotten himself lost in the woods by a local park. He had gone to the park with his twin brother, Lovino, during the day to relax and ended up chasing his cat into said wooded area when it ran from him. When he finally caught the small animal, he turned around and found himself already lost as he had no clue where he had headed to get to hi

The next morning, you awoke from a peaceful sleep. You hardly even remembered the night before and had mistaken it for a dream. That was, until you got up and went into your kitchen to find a certain someone missing, though the traces of blood still remained. They looked as though there had been an attempt to clean it all, though to no avail as there had been much of it spilled. On the table there rested a warm cup of tea and your own tea kettle set beside it. Cautiously, you went to the table and sat down. As you picked up the teacup from it's dish, you found a small note lying there between the two. You wondered for a moment if you should c

It wasn't for another hour that Arthur discovered the source of his uneasiness. He had still been at the party-mostly just because he had nothing better to do and it would have been rude to just leave after he met ________-and suddenly the ballroom doors burst open. Everyone looked in the same direction only to see ________ herself fall to the ground, blood trailing from her mouth and some of the skin on her back and wings missing along with a good amount of feathers. While most others just stared or screamed at the sight, Arthur and Francis rushed up to help her. "________! Mon ange, can you hear me?!" Francis asked, frantic and worried. Sh

It was a beautiful night in your home in Newfoundland. You lived in the middle of a small settlement called Spanish Room. It was usually incredibly peaceful, especially now that it was winter time and all most people wanted to do was stay inside where it was warm. This didn't bother you much, and you often liked to go outside during winter nights and watch the stars, and since no one else was out it was incredibly nice that you didn't have other people or noise disturbing you. Tonight was such a night, and you were sitting just outside your home, your (e/c) eyes on the stars while a cold breeze tossed your (h/c) (h/l) about. You shivered only