Dagger Stories

You are a Witch\Gypsy from modern time. You've grown bored of your current world. instead of trying to make the best of this life, You decide to move on and go back in time. the spell you used had a unforeseen result. it did send you back in time but it also sent you to a different dimention. welcome to the world of black butler. ⚠️hiatus⚠️ ReWriting

You and your little sister Alexia go to see the circus and audition to be in it. You befriend some of the performers but there's one that you really like and her name is Doll. I don't know everyone's ages so I'm going to put them in there myself so you don't get confused (Y/n)-19 Alexia-10 Doll-19 Joker- 22 Beast-20 Dagger-17 Jumbo-24 Wendy and peter-10 Jamal-16 Kerri-16 P.s This story is getting edited so I hope it won't confuse you that much P.ss VERY SLOW UPDATES (probably should have said that sooner)

Seven Rulers - One Emperor. The end of a thousand-year history of rule over the largest empire on the Arthaox Continent, at the hands of...an unknown person!? From another world?? This wasn't mentioned in the terms of the throne!

Vought has always had secrets, there was no doubt about it. But one of the many secrets was that they were trying to make their own Homelander and after thirteen tries, they finally got it. Subject 13 was made to be more than Homelander ever could be.. to shine brighter then the Seven itself

A story about a girl who falls in love with a strange man at a circus, but will it blossom into a romance? Or will their world come crashing down before it's even began?

Two Time meets Azure again after they killed him. How will this go? Will Azure forgive them? Read to find out! TW: Some Swearing and mention of St4rving themselves and cvtting themselves. DISCLAIMER!! This fanfic includes the ship AzureTime, if you do not like the ship please don't read this or add any hate comments. Includes Angst between Azure and Two Time THE COVER IS MY ART SO PLEASE DON'T STEAL IT WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! Two Time meets Azure again and apologizes....?

This will basically just Book of Circus, but entirely in Doll's perspective. (I might change the ending at least a little bit) Anyways, hope you enjoy! ^.^ (please forgive me if I get anything wrong, it's been a while since I've watched Book of Circus or Black Butler in general, sadly. ;-;) Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this story

in this book for the first few chapters I'm gonna just use the (Y/N) thing, but the sooner someone suggests an OC the better! and even if the main character OC is already chosen, I'll still add other people's OC's into the story!

Imagine a steampunk world in the Victorian era in modern ages. That's where Syl is. Syl, eighteen, has spent her entire life in the Gear Hall as an Engineer, a top ranking job in the world of Varse, or for as long as she can remember. Her last memory was her when she was four years old, being taken by her guardian Marv to the Hall. Beyond that, she has no recollection of anything, her parents, friends, nothing. She only has a small locket of two children to remind her of her past. One day, after fourteen years, the missing Princess of Thorns is found in the midst of a brutal war between Thorns and Pyro and a spark of hope is to be regained. Syl is given the honor of creating the wedding between Princess Sylvia and Prince Tom of Illicia, the bond that will strengthen the Army and push Thorn into victory. But once Syl arrives at the palace, a series of events will change her life forever...

Since the day her father died, Ella has been a slave. A puppet to her master. Her stepmother was a cruel woman, always reminding Ella that she held the girl's life in her despicable hands. But that night things would change. The night of the Royal Ball, Ella would complete her mission. And then, she would be free. --- This is my retelling of Cinderella's tale for the contest "Rewind the classics." It's just a chapter. Completed.

Pandava Quintet x Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time Prince Aiden is carrying out one of the most important missions ever, a mission could decide the fate of his kingdom. Everything is going as planned, until he meets Princess Arundhati, and discovers secrets that she holds. What seemed like a mission is soon a death trap, and the odds were never worse. People aren't who they seem to be, and both the Prince and Princess find themselves stuck in the mysterious depths of time. ​🇦​​🇱​​🇱​ ​🇹​​🇭​​🇪​ ​🇨​​🇭​​🇦​​🇷​​🇦​​🇨​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​​🇸​ ​🇧​​🇪​​🇱​​🇴​​🇳​​🇬​ ​🇹​​🇴​ ​🇷​​🇴​​🇸​​🇭​​🇦​​🇳​​🇮​ ​🇨​​🇭​​🇴​​🇰​​🇸​​🇭​​🇮​. ​🇹​​🇭​​🇮​​🇸​ ​🇮​​🇸​ ​🇦​ ​🇫​​🇦​​🇳​​🇫​​🇮​​🇨​​🇹​​🇮​​🇴​​🇳​ ​🇦​​🇳​​🇩​ ​🇦​​🇺​ ​🇫​​🇴​​🇷​ ​🇹🇭​​🇪​ ​🇵​​🇦​​🇳​​🇩​​🇦​​🇻​​🇦​ ​🇶​​🇺​​🇮​​🇳​​🇹​​🇪​​🇹​. ​🇩​​🇴​ ​🇳​​🇴​​🇹​ ​🇷​​🇪​​🇵​​🇴​​🇸​​🇹​ ​🇴​​🇳​ ​🇴​​🇹​​🇭​​🇪​​🇷​ ​🇵​​🇱​​🇦​​🇹​​🇫​​🇴​​🇷​​🇲​​🇸​ ​🇼​​🇮​​🇹​​🇭​​🇴​​🇺​​🇹​ ​🇲​​🇾​ ​🇵​​🇪​​🇷​​🇲​​🇮​​🇸​​🇸​​🇮​​🇴​​🇳​.

☆Just some roleplay☆

This is my output during the INKTOBER 2023. I wrote a Flash Fiction every day during the month of October. I hope you enjoy this simple compilation.

sequel to Over The Hill and Far Away {since all my wonderful readers asked.....HERE IT IS!!!}

The Mighty Sacred Weapons are on the verge of losing their purest purpose, fabricated by the Righteous Holy One. One by one they are haunted by those who selfishly lusted to consume their Spirits-and even though The world is colonized by humans-discovering those who are virtuously worthy to stabilize the chains that connect the Weapons, the Spirits, and the Righteous Holy One's connotation of the harmonious circles whirling through the hearts of the People are extensively-unusual to unravel and time's running fast for the fates of the Sacred Weapons to be held will-less imprisoned only by one's hostile palms. A time where the Kingdoms will undoubtedly suffer.

The first time she slit a halo, it didn't bleed . It screamed. They call them reincarnated. Divine souls in mortal skin. Saviors. Prophets. Monsters. Liars. She was marked to erase them. Not save. Not forgive. Erase. She doesn't know who cursed her. But every time her dagger touches one of them, the universe exhales - like it's been waiting for her. And so has he - the man in the tailored suit, with sins stitched beneath his collar and a gun that's never cold. He doesn't ask her to be good. She doesn't ask him to be kind. They burn churches and boardrooms alike. And the bodies they leave behind? Not always human. Together, they make heaven bleed. Together, they make hell run. If you fall prey then you are CRIMSON REQUIEM OF THE MARKED Don't pray. Don't run. Just read. If it doesn't destroy you, it'll own you.

May include lemons, limes, and aftercare. Requests are open!!

This just a one-shot story. It explores the conversation between two people who can not be together because they belong to different groups, and not surprising is the fact that the two groups are sworn enemies. I haven't yet developed the story, this was just a loose plot on which I wrote this conversation. I hope you like it.

Dagger is half dog and half human. Now that that detail is out of the way, Dagger has had a pretty rough life. After his mother is put into the hospital, she's lost to the world, transferred from hospital to hospital with no contact to her son. Desperate to find her, he ventures off to seek his mother's whereabouts to continue on with his life. But that doesn't stop the government from tracking him down to find out what he's really after.

She's a Goddess,with an angelic face. She's sweet but choose to hide it. She's fragile. She's a person that you won't like to be your enemy. She can make your life a living hell.(Bella porch ang peg😌)