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"Over the hills and far away." Indie selective & private rp/ask blog for Joker from Black Butler: Book of Circus. Written by Jas

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Hi sorry I haven't been very active this week! Work has been making me feel a little drained so I haven't had much energy to write on here, hopefully I'll get to my drafts this weekend!

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Another swallow of the liqour && he feels the poisonous liquid burn its way down he’s throat. He can’t be bothered enough to care, too used to the feeling by now. There was never enough to drown his sorrows — or to make him forget. It only makes his pain worse && leaves him an emotional fool. So he sets his glass down with a soft thud, pushing it from his reach.

A soft, deep chuckle leaves his lips && the ringleader finally forces himself to meet ‘Smile’s’ gaze. “Aye, I do …” But it didn’t matter how close to his family he was, because there was always the need to distance himself from them. To close his heart off to their pain && suffering for each child they kidnapped && all the lives they’ve taken. Because he was doing this for the children back at the workhouse. If he didn’t, then their father — the Baron, would no longer take care of them.

“Ah, I suppose ’s jus’ the alcohol makin’ me speak this way. I don’ mean to trouble ye with me silly thoughts, Sprout.” Joker smiles, making it look as genuine as always. “Now … what did ye want te speak with me about, lad?”

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MILK  &  HONEY                POETRY  RP  STARTERS  BY  RUPI  KAUR. PART 1.   FEEL  FREE  TO  MODIFY  PRONOUNS.

❛    we  are  capable  of  love  but  choose  to  be  toxic.   ❜  ❛    you  have  a  sadness  living  in  places  sadness  shouldn’t  live. ❜ ❛    i’m  difficult  to  forget  and  not  easy  for  the  mind  to  follow.  ❜ ❛    you  are  a  war.   ❜      ❛    every  revolution  starts  and  ends  with  his  lips.   ❜ ❛    the  truth  is..  you  make  me  speechless  ❜ ❛    he  makes  my  tongue  so  weak  it  forgets  what  language  to  speak  in.  ❜ ❛    what  drives  you  crazy?  what  keeps  you  up  at  night?  ❜ ❛    so  that’s  what  you  do..  you  command  attention.  ❜ ❛    you  look  like  you  smell  of  honey  and  no  pain.  ❜       ❛    i  always  get  myself  into  this  mess.  ❜ ❛    i’m  a  dreamer  and  that  will  be  the  death  of  me.  ❜ ❛    you  were  so  distant.  i  forgot  you  were  there  at  all.  ❜ ❛    don’t  mistake  salt  for  sugar.  if  he  wants  to  be  with  you.. he will.  ❜        ❛    you  were  temptingly  beautiful       but  stung  when  i  got  too  close.  ❜ ❛    don’t  come  here  with  expectations  and  try  to  make  a  vacation  out  of  me.  ❜ ❛    the  thing  worth  holding  on  would  of  never  let  go.  ❜ ❛    love  made  the  danger  in  you  look  like  safety.  ❜ ❛    i  don’t  grieve..  i  shatter.  ❜        ❛    when  i’m  angry,  i  don’t  yell        i  burn.  ❜ ❛    we  began  with  honesty.  let  us  end  in  it,  too.  ❜ ❛    your  voice  alone  drives  me  to  tears.  ❜ ❛    like  a  broken  promise..  let  it  go.  ❜ ❛    our  backs  tell  stories  no  books  have  have  the  spine  to  carry.  ❜   ❛    you  were  a  dragon  long  before  he  came  around  and  said  you  could  fly.  you  will  remain  a  dragon  long  after  he’s  left.  ❜ ❛    the  world  gives  you  so  much  pain,  and  here  you  are  making  gold  out  of  it.  ❜      ❛    you  split  me  open  in  the  most  honest  way  there  is.  ❜

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“You won’t be the same when you come home, Joker.”

Fighting sentences || accepting!

“Black? Wot n’ the world are ye goin’ on about?” The ringmaster questions, feigning ignorance as he turned to face the taller man. The smile on his lips is strained, as if worried that somehow the circus’s dark secret had finally been caught. “This here is me home, ’m not actin’ any differently than I ‘ave before.” He was still the same Joker, in his mind.

Sure, he might be more closed off than he had been. But that was only to protect his family from the pain of his death if — and when they were finally caught.

@courteous-corvus​

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@pareidae ❤️'d for a lyrical based starter!

"For years n' years, I chased their cheers." Joker speaks softly, feeling the strange need to explain himself to snake-man for reasons unbeknownst to even himself. It's not as if the other knew of his crimes, did he? "'m sorry, I don' quite know what's gotten into me lately." The ringmaster laughs it off, not wanting Snake to concern himself.

"A-Anyways . . . was there somethin' ye needed, Snake? It's almos' lights out, ya know."

Song: From Now On - The Greatest Showman

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                                                     I did what I  had  to                                                      I did what I  had  to                                                      I did what I  had  to                                                      I did what I  had  to

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Press that ❤️ for a smol, lyrical based starter!

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@sassygreytea ❤️'d for a lyric based starter!

"I tried te hold these secrets inside me-" He murmurs, voice barely above a whisper as he clenches his fists. Joker had been so, so cautious. He thought he had been careful, didn't think it was possible for them ever to be caught. Violet hues darken a shade && he sneers at the silver haired man across from him, tugging at the shackles that bind his wrists together.

"I jus' . . . how did ye manage to figure it out?" The ringmaster questions, raising his chin up just a little bit higher. "We didn' leave any evidence behind.." He pauses for another moment as a darker thought crosses his mind. "Are ye plannin' on killin' us, then?"

song: Control by Halsey

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"You're so weak."

fighting sentences || accepting!

“‘Tis jus’ a matter of opinion, isn’ it?” Joker scowls at the other man, beads of sweat forming 'pon the sides of his forehead && dripping down the sides of his face, mixing with the dried blood that had splattered there. Deep down, the ringmaster knew he was no match for this man, his hands (both skeletal && flesh), tremble at the thought of not being able to protect his family.

He’s failed them, he’s going to die. Violet hues widen at the thought, before his expression softens all together && a harsh laugh leaves his lips. “Who’d’ve thought … ’d go down like this?” He muses softly. “Jus’ please, don’ hurt the rest of 'em. It’s my fault they’re in this mess after all.”

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small compliments .

“You look really pretty today ~”

“Do I ever tell you how much you mean to me?”

“Those clothes look really good on you~”

“Wow, your hair is super nice today!”

“Your smile is gorgeous…”

“I really love the way you laugh~”

“You look beautiful.”

“You are doing that cute thing again…”

“I saw your snap this morning; you looked gorgeous…”

“You’re really good at this, do you know that?”

“Oh wow! I am really proud of you!”

“I think you did pretty well!”

“~You tried, and that’s what matters, right?”

“I think you did pretty well, it’s your first time after all!”

“You look stunning today.”

“This tastes great!!”

“Wow… you did this — all by yourself!?”

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@demonkept ❤️'d for a lyric based starter!

"Do I look lonely?" Joker whispers suddenly, violet hues hidden behind orange bangs as he lowers his head. A few too many drinks has him spouting nonsense that he'll surely regret in the morning. "I see th' shadows on me face, Smile." Oh, how he wishes he wasn't trapped under the vice-like grip of his 'Father'. How he wishes those sneaking suspicions about the blue-haired lad && his tail-coated friend would just go away.

Song: Death of a Bachelor by P!atd

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@aestuavis ❤️'d for a lyric based starter!

"I walk a lonely road, 'tis the only one 've ever known." The ringmaster murmurs quietly, when he thinks no one else is around to hear him. Skeletal fingers grasp onto his cloak, clutching at the fabric as if about to tear it into pieces. If he had known he wasn't the only person in this dark alley, he wouldn't have come here in the first place.

song: Boulevard of Broken Dreams, Green Day

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fighting sentences .

“ you have to get out of here — now! ”

“ leave it to me, i got this ! ”

“ you can’t do this on your own! ”

“ stay behind me! ”

“ we have to keep pushing on! ”

“ it’s too late to turn back now. ”

“ where are we supposed to hit!? ”

“ it’s too strong! ”

“ i can’t do this alone! ”

“ i’m going to lure it away, attack when you have a chance! ”

“ we can’t give up now. ”

“ fucking help me! ”

“ are you going to cry or fight!? ”

“ you’re so weak. ”

“ is this all you can do!? ”

“ i see you’ve come out to play ~ ”

“ come out, come out ~ wherever you are! ”

“ it’s just you and me now. ”

“ you’re coughing blood! ”

“ you have to stop — at this rate you’ll — ”

“ i’m not gonna die! i can’t die. not now. ”

“ i was made to do this. ”

“ my weaponry is down! i can’t do anything! ”

“ i … i need help — ”

“ take my hand! ”

“ out of ammo! i need backup ! ”

“ we can’t just go in blind! ”

“ this is how i lead. ”

“ if you can’t walk the distance, then get the fuck out of here. ”

“ we are required to do sacrifices. it’s what we do. ”

“ you won’t be the same when you come home. ”

“ people are dying out there — and you are planning to do nothing? ”

“ i can’t fight alongside you. not when you’re like this. ”

“ you are going too far. ”

“ i’ll give it my best. ”

“ i’ll distract them. run — run and don’t look back. ”

“ trust me, ( name ). ”

“ why can’t you just stay down!? ”

“ learn your fucking place! ”

“ we need a leader, ( name )! ”

“ nobody WANTS to die, ( name ). but what choice do we have!? ”

“ if you can’t do it — then i’ll do it. ”

“ leave it to me. ”

“ don’t follow me! ”

“ war changed me. ”

“ if i don’t make it back… ”

“ … you have to make it back. you just have to. ”

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@antecurscr liked for a lyrical based starter!

"Bear your scars like a prayer, another wish los' te the night." His voice soft && deep, for once without his usual heavy accent as he speaks. Violets gaze down, down at the ground. He wishes it would just swallow him whole sometimes. Nights like these never got any easier, it seems.