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" Hoheo Taralna, Rondero Tarel. You can't leave me Claude. Not you. "

[goldenbxtterfly]

     "-- Who do you think you are, exactly? Huh?" The blond's voice was littered with mostly disgust, though partial amusement. "Looking directly at me? Do you know who I am? The last person of a lower status who looked at me is now wearing an eye patch. Change the direction of your eyes, or face the consequences."

[goldenbxtterfly]

when you rewatch black butler 2 and get muse for alois

but nObody remembers you so you feel like you just can't

[goldenbxtterfly]

SO I FORGOT THE LOGIN TO THIS ACCOUNT.

I FORGOT EVERYTHING.

OH MY GOD.

DOES ANYBODY REMEMBER LITTLE OLD ME.

[goldenbxtterfly]

"Do you not remember asking me to come over earlier today? Are you really that tired?"

                        "I -- ah.. I didn't know that I had sent                          you an invitation to come over, no..                          But still. Knock, would you? You can't                          just show up unannounced, Ciel                          Phantomhive. It's rude and disrespectful                          towards the person hosting you."

[goldenbxtterfly]

                     "What the bloody hell do you want?                        It better be good, or I swear to                        god.. It's late. It's late, and I'm                        tired, and I just want to go the                        fuck to sleep! What do you want!"

[goldenbxtterfly]

please reblog this if it is okay to anonymously confess something to you

[goldenbxtterfly]

I did Joker from Noah’s Arc Circus cosplay today.

[goldenbxtterfly]

Kayla

ooc; Criminal Minds, old enough, July 5th, and Ed Sheeran, probably. Hopefully I got them in the right order.. xD

[goldenbxtterfly]

F!!!

ooc; I’m pansexual. ^^

[goldenbxtterfly]

ASK THE BLOGGER

⌛ - age?

‼ - real name?

✺ - eye color?

✁ - hair?

☿ - zodiac sign?

☃ - tall/short?

❅ - any sports?

✈ - hobbies?

❤ - single/taken?

♋ - virgin or not?

ツ - any pets?

☂ - favorite season?

✐ - fave types of movies?

❣ - how would it be your ideal date?

☣ - phobias?

☠ - fears?

✘ - hates?

° - ever were close to death?

♧ -..... on drugs?

♠ -.....smoked?

♦ -.....had alcohol?

❥ - sexual orientation

♚ - favorite eye color?

♛ - favorite hair color?

♪ - music you like?

✌ - favorite bands/ singers?

♒ - fave animes?

❦-.fave characters?

✿ - fave kind of clothing?

ღ - mottos?

✬ - photo of me?

[goldenbxtterfly]

SPELL YOUR NAME AND I'LL ANSWER

A: Age.

B: Where I'm from.

C: Where I would like to live.

D: Favourite food.

E: Religion.

F: Sexual orientation.

G: Single/taken.

H: Favourite book.

I: Eye colour.

J: Favourite movie.

K: Favourite TV show.

L: Favourite band/singer.

M: Random fact about me.

N: Favorite day of the year.

O: Favourite colour.

P: If I have any pets; if so, their names.

Q: What I'm listening to right now.

R: Last movie I've watched.

S: What's my ringtone.

T: Favourite male character from a TV show.

U: Favourite female character from a TV show.

V: What my name means.

W: Favourite superhero.

X: Celebrity crush.

Y: My birthday.

Z: Ever self-harmed?

[goldenbxtterfly]

It was a strange feeling, to comfort someone who was so weak. But in turn, Ciel was just as weakened as he, only nobody ever knew just how bad it was. His biggest vulnerability are his nightmares that sometimes paralyze him and sometimes it seems as though he doesn't 'wake up' for days at a time. Ciel was just as withered, and it'd be wrong of him to say that Alois was pathetic for his loss of control. It took a lot of practice to hide that you were falling apart.

Keeping a warm hold of the blonde as Ciel let his mind run through thoughts, he listened to his cries muffled against his chest and realized just how much it must hurt. Alois' life is a complete and utter lie. Though Ciel doesn't express it most of the time, he's at least thankful he has servants and extended family to talk to. Alois hasn't a single thing. To think that he could easily walk away from the crying boy would be shameful to his own self. He couldn't leave, he just couldn't. How horrible of a way to die knowing that nobody cared for you.

"I...won't leave. Cross my heart, hope to die." Though it's easy to question, Ciel meant it. He would go against his original plans of ridding of the Trancy name from history. But now he had to rearrange his itinerary. Maybe keeping Alois in check is a way of helping his own self cope. Maybe all he really needs to soothe the wounds is a friend, someone who gets it.

     When Alois heard Ciel's comforting and promising words, he slowly began to relax more. Though he wasn't sure if he could really count on the boy's word, he knew that he'd have to try his best to trust it. The Phantomhive boy was really all he had left to rely on -- there wasn't anybody else he could lean on at that point. But, he figured there's not much to lose. If he trusted the younger, and he kept his word, he'd be less lonely. And if Ciel didn't, then Alois would be alone -- nothing really new for him. Though it was always hard being met again with the face of loneliness. But, Alois figured it may be best if he just crossed that bridge when he came to it.

     The boy sniffled once and pulled away slowly from Ciel's grip. His crying had mostly subsided, and he was left to just catch his breath -- which he did so rather quickly. Though his eyes were reddened and swollen, and his cheeks were stained with tear marks, the boy still pushed a smile forward as he looked at Ciel. He took a moment to wipe the tears from his eyes, and he quickly got himself up off of the ground. He had to find some sort of strength, otherwise he'd be nothing short of an embarrassment. Though he knew that he was that much already.

             " I'll have to look for more staff here. I have to have other people running the manor, and I can't stay by myself.. Can you help me look, Ciel? "

[goldenbxtterfly]

Huh?

Send me 'Huh?' and my muse will talk to yours in another language.

          ” Bon apres-midi et Bienvenue sur le domaine Trancy. Que puis-je faire pour vous aujourd’hui? “

            ” Qu’entendez-vous que vous ne me comprenez pas? Je parlerai en anglais au lieu de cela, alors? “

[goldenbxtterfly]

{{ ♚ —

A loud snup resounded through the girl’s head. It went blank, no other being, nothing. It was dark, and there was silence. For a second, Marie thought she had done something utterly wrong. But the golden-haired boy still stared at her hatred filled orbs.

                                  “It seems… as if…” She had lost her composure. Marie was falling, falling quickly in a depth of insanity. Somewhere her mother had jumped to.

Marie cleared her throat. This felt utterly wrong-so wrong. All her life, she had Angie, whom was angered easily, but kind in her own way. 

                               ”It seems as if, I should apologize.” That was a first.

     Alois watched the girl as her one visible eye widened, and his brows only furrowed in confusion. The fact that she didn't say anything or move, just stared, got the young earl rather irritated -- more so than he was already. If she had been looking to irritate him farther than she maybe should have, she definitely succeeded. 

     But then she did speak, and the words that fell from her lips in the light manor that they did, caused Alois to laugh. It wasn't a light-hearted, happy laugh. No. It was a dark, masochistic, angered and bratty laugh. It fell from his lips wickedly, and on his face was a look of pure disgust and annoyance. She was apologizing. That wasn't something he would be okay with today.

                  " Hah! Apologizing? You're apologizing. After the things you just said to me? After the things you said!? No. I won't take it. Apology not accepted in the slightest. Are you finally done with your snide remarks and rude behaviour? Because if you aren't, I'll be more than happy to show you to the door. "

[goldenbxtterfly]

The Earl couldnt understand why the Manor looked so beautiful, so perfect, when he had been gone years. He was sure there was no possible way anyone couldve been living here all that time but when he listed to Alois speak he just assumed the demon had something to do with the entire thing. He was proving to be quite a useful new ally.

After he was seated at the table he rested his head on one hand while looking around the room. It was as if he had never left. Though with those thoughts, he began working on just how to begin their little farce with the peoplr who brutally murdered his family.

"You are fitting your role quite nicely. I take it you have been someones butler before?" He questioned, the smell of the food so enticing he felt his stomach growling before digging in. He, of course, didnt have the manors of an Earl at the moment, his body too starved to care as he ate. The food had to have been the most delicious thing he had ever eaten and it was only a few moments before he was finished and wiping his mouth off.

Of course he wanted more, much more but he knew he would get sick if he ate too much so he simply sipped the water he was given until it too was finished. "A bath sounds perfect" he smiled sleepily as he leaned back in his chair, tough he wasnt ready to see the scars that he was sure littered his body.

     The demon let out a little bit of a laugh when he heard what Ciel had asked him, and he only gave his head a small nod in response. It had been so many years since he served as a butler, but this indeed wasn't his first time doing such things for someone else. But in another life he was just like Ciel -- and he knew enough what things tasted good together, and what things didn't. Or at least he could recall that sort of information, anyways.

          " Yes, I've served a human once before. It was a boy older than you are now, but still a child. Nothing left, desperate for something to hold on to -- that one strand of something to pull himself up with. And he did. I was there to watch it all. It wasn't easy, but he did it. It was a pity to see him leave, really.. But his soul was one of the finest one's I've ever tasted.. "

     When Alois noticed that Ciel was done eating, he gracefully picked the dishes up from the table and carried them back into the kitchen. He placed the dishes in the large sink and quickly rinsed them off before leaving them. He could take care of such things at a different time, not when he had things that had to be done. It had been such a long time since the demon had to be on his toes to do things right away for a human, but he'd have to adjust to it. He'd have to get used to caring for a human again, because this would be his life for a good while now. He didn't know how long it would take to bring fear back to the Phantomhive name -- but part of him didn't care. He knew Ciel's soul was going to be delicious when all was said and done, and that was at least one thing he could really look forward to. It was a rather rude thing for him to think of, but that was how demon's worked. When all was said and done, the only thing they care about in human's is their soul.

     The demon was quick to go back to the dining hall where he noticed his master laying, and he stopped beside Ciel's chair.

                   " Shall I leave you here while I draw your bath, or should I take you with me now, Master? "

[soullessearl]

A New Contract AU

[goldenbxtterfly]

Ciel didnt even stir throughout their travels, his body far too exhausted to bother with waking until the moment Alois decided to try and wake him. Stirring slightly, he pushed his face into the others neck as he released a small groan. He was there? There, in the presence of the manor? He was afraid, his eyes still closed as his grip on Alois tightened. His home, the home of his family and the one place he belonged was right in front of him after so many years and all he needed to do was look at it.

"Im awake….Lets get some food….as soon as possible. I will also need people to help clean the manor because Im sure that it hasnt been dusted since we were taken" he murmured, still having yet to look towards the manor. He felt terrified, because he knew that if he were to look….if he truly looked towards the Manor then it would all become real.

"but first….I really need some food….and rest" He whispered before taking a deep breath and forcing his eyes to open. First all he looked upon was Alois’ clothes, before slowly turning to see the large manor they stood in front of. His heart dropped, though he kept the emotions inside, only displaying a straight face as he looked towards the building.

"Its only a matter of time before these people will be bowing at our feet….begging for mercy"

     Alois watched as Ciel eventually stirred awake. The demon knew that the boy would be in immediate need of something to eat, and he was sure that inside the house would be something. He had made sure that the manor was prepared exactly how it should be for the new earl to take over his rightful position. And when the boy was standing on his own, facing the large front of the Phantomhive Manor uttering those words that the demon loved so much to hear from those lips of his, the demon couldn't help but let his lips twist into a darkened sort of grin. He had often heard people say that demons were unable to feel emotion. That, he didn't believe to be true. Though demon's don't feel many emotions, they definitely felt the sense of wanting someone, though he didn't truly know if that could be counted as a sort of emotion or not.

            " Come on, let us go inside now. You are weak, Master, and you are in dire need of some food and water. Surely this heat isn't doing anything good for you. After you are fed and hydrated, I shall draw you a bath and wash you before dressing you in only the finest clothes for a young earl. "

     Though the demon didn't really give the boy a choice, because soon he was scooping the smaller boy up gently and opening the door to the large and newly decorated Phantomhive manor, bringing the young boy inside. The blond demon immediately made his way towards the kitchen to grab something light for the earl to eat. And once everything was ready and collected, Alois presented his master, who was sat at the table, with something to eat and some water to drink. He had yet to really grasp the concept of how food and flavors worked, though he hoped that what he presented would be suffice for the young boy.

                     " After you finish eating, as I said, I shall draw you a bath. "

[goldenbxtterfly]

Ciel stopped and turned to the boy, “Dont take it so personally. I meant Buddhists.” He picked a nearby rose and lifted it to take a breath. “White roses are usually life, and purity. Not death.” he tossed the flower and the other before continuing is stroll. He didn’t want them to be death, there was already so much of that. It didn’t stop the boy from painting the roses red, but he preferred to keep his white. 

     Alois rolled his eyes upon hearing Ciel's explanation for the rose situation. He's always known white roses to be a symbol of death. It was something he had commonly seen among the village he had lived in for a portion of his life. White roses were a symbol for death. They were in the rooms where ill-struck people lay down to live their final moments. It's something to say to other people that they're passing, was it not?

                          " They're always in the room with dying people. White roses. Because they're a symbol of starting new -- as in a new life. Or at least that's how I've grown knowing them. "

[thequeenofmangosteens-deactivat]

"I will, I will." Grell waved a dismissive hand and stood up to go get the tea cookies. She walked downstairs and grabbed the tin, bringing it back upstairs. Normally, she would have complained about the boy’s lack of politeness, but she figured she’d let him off the hook for now seeing as he was having a bit of a rough day. "Here, you can have as many as you like." Grell placed the tin in front of Alois and sat back down. "No, you don’t have to go to work with me unless you want to, that is."

[goldenbxtterfly]

     The moment that they tray of cookies was set in front of Alois, the boy began to devour a portion of them one by one. He didn't eat too many, but the ones that he did eat he ate them as if he were starving. And in between mouthfuls of cookie, he would sip his tea to wash things down. He figured if he wasn't technically a nobleman now there was no sense in manners. That's what his idea of a villager was -- no manners. Though the boy did pause when he heard his question being addressed, and in response, he let out a dramatic sigh of relief.

                                        " Thank goodness. "