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@maidenofabyss
I don’t want to become anyone’s
P L A Y T H I N G,
and I won’t give myself to anyone, until the very end.
independent && semi-selective ; written by alex
image credit: AEValentine, ShiwDen, xInaudiblescream, and one I couldn’t find anymore
☼ - DAYSTAR - a secret they don’t want coming to light ☂ - THUNDERSTORM - a difficult or miserable time in their life
a secret they don’t want coming to light
She is NOT scared of bugs. Definitely not. Why would one think that? It's not as if she's screamed, cried, or relied on her unreliable brother to take care of them for her. Absolutely not.
a difficult or miserable time in their life
This is more difficult than it seems. Although if one were to look at Lacie's life they would say it was riddled with hardships, but I doubt Lacie hardly thinks of it in that way. As long as she was with Oswald then they could overcome anything, and she was never alone. Even when she was ostracized by the cloaked figures in the Baskerville estate she did not feel perturbed. There was Oswald and of course...the Abyss. Her descent fall into the Abyss was sad but inevitable, and hardly a miserable thing. The Abyss was there to keep her company, and she, it...
Other than having to go without food or starve when they were poor, the most miserable time in her life was having to leave Oswald and Jack behind. To not be able to divulge to Jack exactly what was going on, and keeping him in the dark about it. Had she known what it would result in, perhaps she would have said something at the last.
"In order to survive, I learned the arts of deceit and seduction. I used every piece of myself as a weapon.
I did a lot of awful things.
Things you would consider disgusting."
Into the Abyss :: drabble
❝Lacie Baskerville, your sin is that of being born with the eyes of a Child of Misfortune, which threaten the peace of the Abyss.
Don’t have such an expression, Brother. That look of pain hurts me more than the chains which bind me.
Keep reading
So this is… what Lacie was talking about. It’s even better than the starry sky we saw together. Lacie… didn’t love only our world. She loved both of them.
—– Jack Vessalius; Beautiful. So Beautiful.
Monstrous Headcanons:
Because we can’t all just put brains in jars to see how they tick.
♦ - HOARD - something that is precious to them ✿ - DECAY - an old memory, from childhood perhaps ⚔ - DUEL - a meeting or relationship that was important to them ♥ - STAKED - a jarring event, something that changed their life/outlook ∇ - TOMBSTONE - who they are versus who they appear to be ☼ - DAYSTAR - a secret they don’t want coming to light ☂ - THUNDERSTORM - a difficult or miserable time in their life ⚖ - SCALES - how well they balance their good and bad impulses ϟ - LIGHTNING - something they thought they’d left in the past, returned ☢ - BIOHAZARD - the most dangerous thing about them to others ♬ - DIRGE - a habit, hobby, or obsession they can’t seem to shake ■ - LAIR - where they live, work, or spend most of their time ☠ - DEATH - the closest it’s come to touching their life
Ask on-anon or off!
opsequen:
《 No , you hate me and you are not even trying to hide it . 》
“Is it not the job of the younger sibling to tease the elder? Do not fret, however, your real present will come later.” Glen ‘helped’ her make it.
opsequen:
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"Happy Birthday, my dearest Big Brother. As a present here are some cherry tomatoes!“
《 Lacie , WHY ? 》
“Why you ask,” She popped one into her mouth and chewed it, looking thoroughly amused, “Because I love my precious Big Brother, of course.” <---Pure evil intent. Actually, she just enjoyed seeing him squirm a little. The real present would come later.
I don’t want to become anyone’s
P L A Y T H I N G,
and I won’t give myself to anyone, until the very end.
independent && semi-selective ; written by alex
image credit: AEValentine, ShiwDen, xInaudiblescream, and one I couldn’t find anymore
waywardbound:
RARE? He supposed that would be true, given he is the only person with such a shade. As he recalled, Shelly would often say how much she admired his eye. Come to think of it, he wasn’t the only one. There was a lump in his throat as he dare say that yes, VINCENT was indeed another one of those rare few. For a moment, he remembered just what was happening in the present time. His mission to stop Glen from changing the past, && keep that DRAIN RAT from offering himself as a sacrifice. Would he be too late?
❝ I suppose you would be the first for me too ❞ he finally spoke, being mum on Vincent for the time being. He had to be careful on any information he shared, not wanting to change anything in the present. The breeze felt cold on his pale skin, but he took in the air all the same, filling his lungs to help make him feel more alive. The moment was short lived as she took his hand, quickly dragging him back away from the courtyard.
He wondered if he should protest, stop her from making such a bold decision. However, her actions were something he seemed used to by now. After all, it was long ago Shelly would often grab his arm and lead him outside to enjoy the sun, or lead him to the tea room and engage him with Sharon and Liam as he slowly grew out of his tortured shell.
She seemed to act on her own will, something he admired. She had a drive, an instinct && she was sticking to it. It seemed as if it didn’t matter if he opposed, so he was going to play along and see what comes next. He allows her to take direction, and before long they stand before a door. Its creaky hinges let him know shes opened it, and he takes a moment before taking a foot inside. He could already feel the warmth from the fire that cracked from the end of the room.
❝Ah, a fire just like you predicted. Though, I’m certain bringing me has more to do than just shelter from the cold. Am I correct? ❞
Once the door was opened she immediately went to her bed, which was closer to the fire than to the large tower window. There on the very edge was a shawl that she picked up to wrap herself in. Her eyes watched his movement intently as if she were trying to read into something. Quietly she motioned for him to sit in a chair near the fireplace as she took her spot on the baroque sofa. The room itself was furnished with very little objects, but the few that were there were indeed beautiful and well made.
At his hypothesis, all she did at first was smile in confirmation. “How indecent of me. Let me first start with an introduction. My name is Lacie.” Her tone said the introduction was mandatory. A satisfied smile filled her beautiful face, reaching her dark red eyes and lighting up her face.
“Mm? How perceptive you must be. But then those of us born under such an unfortunate star need to be in order to survive in this treacherous world.” One hand lifted to check on the teapot that was sitting on the table next to the sofa. A single tealight was still burning from earlier and was sufficiently keeping it warm. Without asking she poured her guest a cup of tea and hovered over the sugar cubes. Her intense eyes said the question without her having to ask.
“You would be correct,“ She admitted, adding, “You’re new to the Estate, but I’ve not heard anything about you. By now Glen would surely have boasted about the arrival of another kindred spirit for me to interact with. Not only that, but you’re....old.” Lacie said the last word, offering him the cup of tea with whatever sugar he had chosen. Oswald and Lacie had been taken in as children and raised by Glen. As far as Lacie knew, this was the long held tradition. Besides, her existence was something not mean to be suffered to live--how had he gotten there?
“It doesn’t make sense why you would be here---alive, that is. I should think I’ve only been kept alive this long because....” She stopped then, pausing before bringing the cup of tea up to her lips. Didn’t that haggard old woman always say she didn’t deserve to be there? She was only useful as a sacrifice, naturally. “Either way, your presence here is simply strange. Did you stumble onto the grounds? It wouldn’t surprise me. Jack does it all the time.”
Been working on the RP ad and have been doing the required credits for my phlebotomy certificate renewal for work, so I’ve been busy (still not done btw). Going to eat and then try to do the one reply I have.
I....?! Have been reading manga all day?!
A Side Episode of A Promise Lost
Translation by lilyginnyblack
Raw by annlit@livejournal
Cleaning and Typesetting by me
He hugs his sister because he can and he also should
“…Brother?” How unexpected. Lacie could not keep the surprise out of her voice as she slowly wrapped her arms around the much taller figure. Though it wasn’t uncommon for Lacie to hug him, it was indeed a rare thing for him to initiate it. He was, in a way, her only connection to the outside world. They were siblings and yet he could do so much more than she could…like leave the Estate.
Slowly, she pulled back to look at his face and raised one delicate hand to his forehead. “Are you not feeling well? Glen has been pushing you too much, in my opinion. I know the Ceremony is nearing and he needs to give you all of the Chains but this is too much.”
by 左式ナオ
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Onii-sama! So do I, of course! I promise I’m not scary~
maidenofabyss:
There was no way around it.
The look on her face said it all.
The oft proclaimed Child of Misfortune was staring down at her feet where her piece of cake had tumbled just moments before. Only just a little earlier had she been so e l a t e d to try out this new gateau, and now her dreams of sugary bliss had been shattered.
“Such a waste of cake….” She muttered, and in that very moment she was on the precipice of being sad or irritated.
