[On Valentine's Day, Grell wakes up to find himself wearing a see-through red lace nightgown. Rather than being disturbed, he's delighted. The hotel likes him, it gives him gifts. So he's glad to get another one ( Read more... )

It was on the eve of the New Year that Sebastian decided to walk around the premises of the hotel and explore. Ho-hum. The demon is bored and felt apathetic and disconnected as of late due to having no worthy master to serve as a bait. There's a certain buzz of excitement in the air. Many people and souls can feel it stirring in the atmosphere. ( Read more... )

Such a strange place to wake up was this hotel, grand and elaborate and everything in a scarlet hue. As those emerald opals first caught a glimpse of the room through those spectacles it was almost as if he was peering through a veil of blood "Well this is... quaint" he muttered a tad confused as to how on earth he'd ended up in such a place. More ( Read more... )

December 14, 1889. Ciel, Earl Phantomhive, turns 14 years old. You’ve been invited to his birthday party-along with half of London’s upper crust. It’s rumored that the earl hates his birthday; and why shouldn’t he, given that it’s common knowledge that his parents were killed and his home burned down on this day exactly four years ago? This party ( Read more... )

It was a cold, quiet December morning when Sebastian woke up in his room and found a small letter on his desk. Outside his windows, white snow and frost were collected on the glass pane. The letter were written in gold and the parchment is cerulean blue. The letter told him that today is Ciel's birthday and it would be a honor if he goes to the ( Read more... )

It was his birthday of all days. He hated it. Despised it. Because just about every year without fail it turned out to be horrible. Which was why he decided that he wouldn't say a single word to anyone about it. It's a pity for him that the hotel wasn't about to let things slide that easy. The hotel staff decided that everyone in the hotel would ( Read more... )

Weddings! What a joyous occasion indeed! Ceremonious gatherings where two people who are head over heels in love with one another finally take that long term commitment, say those vows, and utter sweet nothings to one another up at the alter. To most people weddings were wonderful celebrations. But to others not so much ( Read more... )

Waking up without assistance from his butler was something that tended to happen from time to time, though the reason for waking before it was time was generally less than pleasant; more often than not it was a nightmare that caused him to rouse prematurely, but not this time. No...In fact, the dream he was having was quite pleasant, something he ( Read more... )

Eric woke up gradually. He was in pain, the wounds he received upon entering Siren's Port still wracked him. He pulled at the bandages, realizing the wounds across his back still hadn't healed. Slowly, he realized that he wasn't in the 'started apartment' he'd been given ( Read more... )

In one of the Hotel's long corridors, a rather tiny, small-boned boy is tip toeing close to the walls. Slinking and fluid, even graceful, in his movements. A pair of triangle shaped ears stand upright in his hair, keeping focused for the most part ahead of himself, but every now and then, they rove toward noises he can hear coming from the bedrooms ( Read more... )