The bandages that covered his face in life have fallen away, all incinerated and hanging loosely around his neck. His face is completely destroyed. Unrecognizable. The skin covering his face is no longer there, all having melted away. His blood vessels have all burst, his nerves have fried along with the majority of his muscles. His jaw opens and closes a little bit. His eyes bore into me. They're large and round and completely accusing. His teeth are covered in bits of burnt muscle. I feel my heart thudding in my chest. He steps closer, closer. His bone gleams in the dim light. As he closes in on me, a pounding noise begins ringing through my ears. My heart beat- ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. It looked like he had been tossed into a fryer, fried alive, and he had been. By me. I did this to someone. I killed someone's team mate, someone's son. I killed someone's important person. -- Kimiko Kioku, a memory keeper. Never forgets anything, always notices, from the exact way the wind blew her hair against her face to coloring with her brother at five to the lullaby her mother would sing to her as she rocked her when she was not even a year old. She remembers. She remembers the blood, the glassy, clouded over eyes her brother had as he said his last words. She remembers the very first person she killed. She remembers how abandoned she feels, and how everything always feels like it's falling apart at the seams. (Can you say 'worst summary ever to exist'? Okay, maybe not that bad. But still pretty bad.)

✿✿✿ Awkward, shy and observant. Those are the three best words you could use to describe Hana Dietrich. Oh, and you can add 'elf' to that list of words too. Upon the events of being forced to join Cross Academy by her father, getting lost multiple times on the first day and stumbling across Satan's son himself, being an awkward, shy and observant elf isn't much of a help to her. ✿✿✿ • Sure, you've heard of demons, angels and exorcists, but allow me to ask you a different question. Have you ever heard of elves? •

"My adorable, grotesque, beautiful, hideous little girl," she cooed sweetly, adorning a smile as radiant as heaven, yet inhabiting an intention as evil as hell, "it's time for your checkup." ••• **CONFIDENTIAL** Experiment Status Report File no. 043 Subject: Experiment 013 Codename: Aiko Akumu Description: Female, 16 years of age, no confirmed medical diseases -- healthy status, abilities are progessing impressively. Days left until [ Operation CCG ]: 0 ••• Disclaimer: I don't own Tokyo Ghoul Experiment 013 | zombigail-chan

" Red Reaper, Red Reaper, who shall your next target be? " One of the most famous urban legends in the 20th Ward talks about a female ghoul called the Red Reaper. No one knows her real name and no one knows how she really looks, but her one distinctive trait is her fiery, red hair. The legend says that the Red Reaper strikes every midnight on Wednesdays, killing anyone who happens to be in her way as she wanders the streets. She lures them in with her sweet voice and kills them in a second. They say she moves so fast that if you blink, she's gone. CCG investigators have been trying to determine whether this is truly a myth... or not, but the legend states that anyone who bumps into her at night or sees her, is doomed to die. That's why all they see is a red flash, then darkness. " Red Reaper, Red Reaper, paint me red. " • R e d R e a p e r | Tokyo Ghoul - zombigail-chan • --warning!! updates are slow--

Rumors are terrible, nasty things. They spread like wildfire through whispers and quiet laughter. But you know they're not true. They're not. It's all bullshit made up to make you look bad. You've done things, sure, but not what they say. You realize later that the rumors about you have a way of becoming reality. Noakui Resu has moved from school to school for years, getting dragged along by her two siblings. Karasuno High is her new location for her second year where she may actually be able to finish the term without another incident. What she doesn't know is that maybe, just maybe, this will be the school that changes her. DISCLAIMER : I only own the story and my characters.

You were but another low-class devil, a peaceful one at that. You believed that was why you didn't have the scent of one. You were content with living as a human, but suddenly, an unexpected event leads to you meeting the four student council members, or what you'd call upper-class devils. You were "welcomed" into the student council for your intellect. You were told to do typical errands and assist in projects. At first, everything seemed normal, but then you witnessed the capabilities that one could cause for something they wanted... and you loved it. You were madly jealous of Tachibana Ritsuka, who attracted the attention of all four members for some strange reason and became aquainted with her to find out why. You soon found out her dark secret; She was what the student council wanted. She was the forbidden grimoire. You had a plan; You were going to obtain the forbidden grimoire. Why? You craved power, and at the same time, love.

"It's closed for a reason, you know." Kitamura Rui has heard the rumors. Everyone has. The mysterious ward that borders on the edge of one's thoughts, ever-present, deliciously strange and forbidden like the fruit of legend. But she's not insane enough to venture into the heart of that ward no matter how stronger her conviction is to bring the truth to light. Her mentor, Ikehara Kaori - well, she's a different breed of journalist entirely. When Kaori goes missing, Rui scrambles to pick up the pieces and follow her mentor's trail, even if it leads her back to the Closed Ward - even if it endangers her life. Because if Kaori has taught her anything, it's that she should never leave a story unfinished, despite the risks, despite the carnage. That's what it means to stake your livelihood on exposing the truth. || Based on the original idea @SkywardSerenade came up with! Thank you so much for letting me work with this story! New cover made by the tremendously talented @TheInfinityOfMaybe! ||

Book Two in the Dimension™ Series. You, the brightest and most intelligent young mind that has ever existed, had returned to your universe that was slowly falling apart due to your absence, but with one condition; The men of Black Butler had followed you into your world. Now, as you're stuck is this love pentagon, with almost all men being extremely perverted, you must find a way to save the Black Butler world from collapsing, ultimately destroying your world as well. Although, who the hell can concentrate when guys are constantly trying to get your attention? -- Dear New Readers, Bring tissues for the nosebleeds you're bound to get from all of the Corset Scene inspired sections of writing. And if you haven't, go read the first book. You won't be sorry. Lots of Innuendos, Senpai

Book One in the Dimension™ Series Young, brilliant, smart, and with a dash of sassy and sarcasm, you were the ideal girl that captured the hearts of the black butler men. One problem. You weren't from their world, not even the same dimension. You thought you were simply going back in time to study Egyptians near the Nile, but ended up in a separate world. Hey, accidents happen and sometimes, they're for the better. You assumed, since girls are somewhat rare in this anime world, that the men here would be thirsty as fuck. It was half true. The guys ended up falling for you, hard, and they'll do anything to keep you in their lives. Even going as far as to leave their own dimension behind. --- Dear Reader, Be considerate of your nose and bring tissues for the Corset Scene inspired sections of writing. Bring a separate box of tissues for tears, whether it be tears of sadness or laughter I won't tell you. Also, if you were not a pervert before reading I regret to inform you that you will be after you finish the book. *wink* Lots of Innuendos, Senpai --- Sebastian/Claude/Ciel/Alois x Reader Characters involved in Black Butler rightfully belong to Yana Toboso and in no way are part of my own creation.

Caroline finally gets the chance to start her new job as a young psychologist for the sick and demented. She begins with a young man who goes by "Ticci Toby" who is locked up for his mental health and his sickening hobby of killing. After her meeting with him, it isn't long when she finds out that he escaped his cell and manage trapped her and the rest of the sane for play time. With little time she has, Caroline must escape the asylum alive or become Toby's new play toy. Art belongs to DeviantArt User: Amne-chan ***Editing when finished*** DO NOT STEAL ANY IDEAS FROM THIS STORY WITHOUT PERMISSION