;;to be by your side.

[wakeupboo-deactivated20131201]

You silly little girl, you think you’ve survived so long that survival shouldn’t hurt anymore. You keep trying to turn your body bullet proof. You keep trying to turn your heart bomb shelter. You silly thing. You are soft and alive. You bruise and heal. Cherish it. It is what you are born to do.

Clementine von Radics (via wakeupboo)

[kuroshitsuji]

                                         ♞ Earl Charles Grey ♞

[kidamazaomi]

[delicourse]

More Elizabeth because she’s really fun to draw.

I’ll probably finish these when I’m not as tired as I am right now, though. 

[apoeticmythos]

the girl is a contradiction, a fighter, a mask-maker. she is changeling, not a demon, her deception is playful and freeing. she is an intellect, a beauty, a whirlpool. she is fast-paced, not rushed, her eyes are spring green with tamed monstrosity. the girl is a sharp-tongued lover, a cool entertainer, contrasting and severe, as a negative space painting. her distinction is not to be confused, with separation, she is the masks of theater, keepers of comedic and tragic melding.

gemini queen; l.m. (via apoeticmythos)

[yumeruji]

original / artist

[dragonborn]

Visit Original Link

Tomorrow Will Be Kinder | The Secret Sisters (from The Hunger Games Soundtrack)

[non--bellus-blog]

when people you love make posts that make u feel like shit :^)

[sebacielisnotcanon]

Lizzy would never ship sebaciel lmao

[starmoji]

someone finally fucking said it like jfc stop this nonsense

[sebacielisnotcanon]

Fun fact:

Yana has never expressively shipped sebaciel, and in fact has stated that Sebastian is, if anything, more like a substitute parental unit or father figure to Ciel.

So stop saying Yana ships something when she has compared their relationship to something akin to a (rather messed up) family.

[non--bellus-blog]

finished up the theme!  while i dig up replies, mutuals may like this for a starter!

[non--bellus-blog]

i’m gonna be redoing the theme, so don’t look!

[pikadiana]

ahh im sorry it took so long, lizmidford! Here’s your request of Sieglinde and Elizabeth :D

and the previous post broke im so sorry O+<

[erwonmyheart]

Sebastian Michaelis & Ciel Phantomhive | Through the years

[non--bellus-blog]

the song ‘ rabbit heart ( raise it up ) ’ by florence & the machine is totally lizzie ( at least - i think. ). uwu

it totally is!!!  ive also been really attached to the song savages by marina and the diamonds for her lately, and its the inspiration for the new theme im currently working on for her!

[vesaniia-deactivated20160609]

【☠—;;

         ❝elizabeth.❞ his voice was harder, louder. he knew the girl wouldn’t stop crying so he spoke over her trembling sobs. ❝i am not the same ciel phantomhive i once was. nor will i ever be him again. that includes returning to my post as guard dog and head of my family’s company. and your fiancee.❞ he pulled the girl from his body, his hands gripped on her shoulders. ❝give up on me. i am a lost cause.❞ he released her, as if he expected her to leave. but she didn’t.

           of course she didn’t. all these years of wandering aimlessly, hoping her love would come back to him. and when he finally did, he tells her to leave. to forget about him. to magically lose all feelings she possessed for him. he knew she would react this way but it needed to be said. if not, the girl would have thrown her life away waiting for him. he purely enjoyed ruining people’s lives by his hand but not like this. not with her.

         ❝i am a monster, elizabeth. if you knew what i’ve done—❞ he didn’t finish his sentence but his expression said for him that it was serious. the things that ciel did to survive would horrify the girl. she was never the one to take death all too well and that was his whole life now. he had lost count of how many lives had ended from him. after a moment of silence, ❝go home, elizabeth.❞

[non--bellus-blog]

          Trembling, she barely hears his words.  She cares not for them, for the intonation he offers and effects, for the syllables he speaks.  The words don’t matter much at all.  Just his voice -- just his form before her is enough.  Some small part of her thanks mother for the training she had forced upon her so young, for she is certain that without it her trembling would have her collapsed before him.  She is nearly there now.                        And he calls himself a monster, and she nearly laughs; the sentiment merely escapes in a fresh batch of tears.  As though he thinks her ignorant!  She had played her role too well; ignorant and innocent, with no knowledge of the things he had done, the people he killed and hurt, of cruel Queens and crueler Watchdogs.  As though she is not monstrous, terrible, DISGUSTING, too!  But the role will not serve her, now; she throws ignorance to the wind and shakes her head frantically, small pale hands holding tightly to his shoulders as though she is certain he’ll run from her.  And while she cannot begin to grasp the true meaning of monster, not as he uses it, she knows without a doubt that she would love him all the same.           “C - Ciel -- !”  It’s still hard to speak through her tears.  “I know             you’re a m - monster.  I knew before, wh - when -- God, I always             knew!  I don’t care!”  She will love him in any form, after all.

[ofcrows]

⊰- ♘ -⊱ — ❛ Perhaps so; though that does  n o t  make me as                    experienced as you are trying to make me sound, miss.❜

( Her foolish attempt at belittling his perception only   serves && fuels his gnawing hunger. There is little   she can do to H U R T him, while his presence will   forever remind her of a pact she will never escape. )

[non--bellus-blog]

           “How many, then?  Surely you can answer your Mistress that.”     She knows not why it fascinates her so; she ought to working, or     training, perhaps.  But now that she thinks of it, she cannot shake      the desire to know.  It seems to calm the aching mark, at least.