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@malevxlent
I BELIEVE ITS HIGH TIME THAT I START GETTING THINGS ROLLING ON HERE AGAIN.
so ! as i work on my theme, can i interest anyone in a starter?
thank you.
coming back into this fandom after nearly 6 months was kinda tough because the love i had for alois was about nonexistent. however, i’m kind of glad i’ve decided to return (even though i’m not as active as i would like) and i’ve hit 200+ followers here. i don’t really see why i have so many people following me and enjoying my writing, but it’s an honor — and i hope to continue this journey in writing with you as long as possible.
honorable mentions.
stasi
you are honestly the first person in the kuro fandom that i’ve stalked. there are loads of other role players here of course, but i found myself so in love with your portrayal and your characterization of sebastian that i would sit on your blog for at least an hour every day, just reading your threads. it was a little creepy of me to do so, but i couldn’t help it. and when i actually had the courage to message you and tell you how much i adore you, you gave the sweetest response to me and i’ve been hooked ever since.
i cherish you so much.
mia
i dunno what i would have done if i never found your claude. i probably would have cried, or maybe roll all over the floor because of the loss of my conniving butler. or you know, maybe it would have saved me from obsessing over your writing and your accuracy. you never cease to amaze me, and the amount of skill you possess is nothing short of astonishing. you’re fantastic and i’m glad that i’ve known you for so long.
without further adieu —-
here’s the rest of the list. thank you all so much.
adorabiliis | antenoru | bxtler | bloody-s-w-e-e-t-s | countxss | cxquxn | devorantem | dxlcis | deadlysxrious | dxminae | egbxrt | edhelernil | electrovus | fatali-morte | gardener-finnian | ghxstboy | hoffter | homicidixm | ignisdiabxlica | mxrtem | paradoxofconstellations | peccxvi | piteouspromises | reissed | undertxker | venatorx | wxtchdog | yxkio
tick. tick. tick. tock. tick. tick. tick. one. two. three. four. one. two. three. he wishes the clock would shut up. he wishes he could stop thinking. he wishes he weren’t alone. ' — claude. ‘
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& thus, he is beckoned; a name spoken with haste and a reaction such of that of an obedient hound.
' Your Highness ? '
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' If I may be so bold, Hannah, it is to my observation that the gardens have not yet been tended to. Tell me, are you incapable of carrying out a task of this simple of a degree? '
“I think maybe you are my highness”
"What a thing to say to a mere butler"
WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
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❝ I believe a query such as this possesses the capabilities of being rephrased.❞
the redolence, damask & fevered, was pungent. molten gold fruitfully spilled from tears in the jaundiced flesh of the sacrosanct. the very air seemed to relish the balm of ichor mixing with the grime and dirt beneath filthy soles. his pain was visible. one could see agony in the rattles forcing their way beyond chapped lips and in his every quiver and clench. despite it all, he does not speak. it seemed that pride, even now, has sewn his lips shut with a red string.
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And oh how it was amusing.
Placid visages of cold porcelain and cautiously-crafted anti-divinities were a normally seen occurrence. Lo, the corners of lips tug upwards at the mere sight of the other.
❝ One tends to have difficulties in stumbling upon violent delights. ❞
A heel greets his skull, the pressure applied not quite enough to crush it.
❝ Consider me flattered that you have graciously given me the opportunity to see you as the pathetic vermin you are. ❞
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( Tentative, keen, observant, such as she. To observe was to understand, and to understand was to manipulate. )
❝ For what purpose do one's gloves serve? ❞
Words of honeyed ichor burn between timbres of vast malevolence. Golden oculi observe, categorize, comprehend, target--
❝ If it had not been for the particular aura reveling in the air around you, your presence may have gone undetected.
Tell me, what do those spectacles of yours hide? ❞
Hidden luminescence flickers within irises of poisonous gold. A spark of curiosity, a spark of unfamiliarity.
The attention of the arachnid is caught. It is best to restrain the fickle beast with a firm grasp.
❝Welcome to the Trancy Manor. Unfortunately, Master Trancy is absent at the present moment. Perhaps I would be capable of taking a message?❞
"No lessons were learned, it seems. How unfortunate.”
❝ Lessons of vindictive success are not learned, Michaelis. ❞
and with sleep still crusted to his lashes, he speaks. "— Claude. You’re taking too long.”
phlegmatic optics of the purest gold all but flicker towards the boy. audials detect & burn hushed words between fabrics of the mind.
❝ My apologies, your highness. ❞
with a mere flick of his wrist, the tea is poured & presented.
"—— down came the rain and washed the spider out.”
❝ Out came the sun and dried up all the rain. And the itsby bitsy spider climbed up the spout again. ❞
"—— My, is that so? I don’t recall requesting a critique from you, Faustus.” his timbres were light and gregarious; his articulations were precise and natural. it was exactly this that made them so very toxic. pernicious, was the raven. ”Nonetheless, I am honored to have received it. An evaluation from the same steward that leaves specks of sauce on the rims of his plates and does not offer to put away the coats of his guests is most appreciated.” and it was at the demon’s next remark that the smirk ‘cross that sallow mouth grew wide and haughty. "I took you for many things, Faustus, but a plaster saint was not one of them.”
▐ ♔—- ❝ Come now, Michaelis. Retaliating in a defensive fervor is all but assisting your statements. It is quite wise to simply accept an apparent flaw when it is pointed out. ❞
A mere click of his tongue. A simple breath escaping wan lips.
❝ Alas, perhaps I am the one at fault. One can only expect so much out of a butler who uses a trolley meant for cuisine as a means of transportation. ❞
The complacent turn of lips that is held in his countenance increases in response. ❝ You flatter me. ❞
Day into night, sugar into salt, living to dead, and silver into gold. That's what makes a Trancy butler.
▐ ♔—- ❝ It has come to my attention that your performance has deteriorated over the time that has passed since we last encountered one another, Mister Michaelis. ❞
Breaths of hushed eloquence are painted upon each syllable. They weave and intertwine, forming words that of which contain the aspects of both silver and gold, respectively.
❝ May I deduce that you are allowing yourself to become far too influenced by the properties that a particular soul holds? ❞