Sorry I haven’t gotten to a few things yet, been exhausted the last couple of days but I’m hoping to get to them tomorrow!!
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Sorry I haven’t gotten to a few things yet, been exhausted the last couple of days but I’m hoping to get to them tomorrow!!
❥ 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 , 𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 .
i revised my first two memes into one — things ramsay bolton from got has said! tw for mature themes, violence, ect. adjust as you please!
❛ if you think this has a happy ending , you haven’t been paying attention . ❜ ❛ say please again , and you’ll wish you hadn’t . ❜ ❛ you forgot to ask if i’m a lair . ❜ ❛ everything i told you , is a lie . ❜ ❛ this isn’t happening to you for a reason . ❜ ❛ this is mercy . ❜ ❛ you’re no good to me dead . ❜ ❛ oh sweet , don’t cry . it will be over soon . ❜ ❛ you can see that your presence has become a bit of a problem . ❜ ❛ this is turning into a lovely evening . ❜ ❛ those creatures who came in the night , they wanted to take you away . ❜ ❛ you remained loyal . ❜ ❛ you will collapse under your proud weight and slump into a heap of nothing . ❜ ❛ you’re mine , until you’re rotting in the ground . ❜ ❛ remember what you are , and what you’re not . ❜ ❛ you’re not lying to me ? ❜ ❛ we should be honest with each other , don’t you think ? ❜ ❛ do i need to ask a second time ? i hate asking a second time . ❜ ❛ do you know how pleased i was when i saw you ? ❜ ❛ you’ve made me very happy . ❜ ❛ bastards can rise high in the world . ❜ ❛ everyone was already afraid of me . ❜ ❛ your pain will be paid for a thousand times over . ❜ ❛ none could challenge us . ❜ ❛ so now you come seeking help . ❜ ❛ do you know who i am ? ❜ ❛ what use could i possibly have for you ? ❜ ❛ you’re a good talker . i like that . ❜ ❛ no , you have to run remember ? those are the rules . ❜ ❛ i think that sounds like a wonderful idea . ❜ ❛ our time together is about to come to an end . ❜ ❛ you can’t kill me . i’m a part of you now . ❜
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Though he considered himself to be much more keen to the written word rather than visual arts, even Ciel could take a pleasurable note in the painting currently being fixed to the wall. He had, for some small period of time, ordered it both a few breaths to the left and then promptly towards the right in a redundant cycle for the simple sake of minorly inconveniencing his dear butler. Unfortunately, all amusement dredged from doing such was quick to fade, and now it stood to pass that there was a new addition to his favorite drawing room.
As it was commissioned, the style is familiar but welcomed. A warmer color palette provided unity with the dark wooden furniture present, and in tribute to the rise of realism, the image depicted was far from cheery in nature. A child on what could be presumed to be their deathbed, with doctor and father by its side. By all means, it likely isn’t the kind of piece he’d present in the company of ladies, but there are plenty of mindless landscapes in other rooms. This piece marks his own preferences in a house dedicated to status and timeless beauty.
Despite this, there is an additional part of Ciel that delights in the prospect of simply burning the work for no other reason but to prove it would make no difference in the end.
If he were a more artistic man he may delight in beauty of what may be fleeting, instead of the destruction of it.
“Remind me again what happened to the painting that had occupied that space previously?”
Be it outdated, or simply knocked askew and beyond repair by someone (Finny, most likely), it wouldn’t be the first time the details of décor had been lost to the Earl. He hardly cared about the last piece despite having gazed upon it for what had felt like an accumulation of hours during arduous discussions, but he felt he should at least be privy to what caused such a change regardless.
Glancing towards Sebastian in his curiosity, Ciel’s eyebrows furrow together ever so slightly. Something else had come to mind as well.
Alright! I revamped my blog a little, fixed up the about more, left the rules mostly the same. I’m going to work on making icons now, but here’s an official STARTER CALL! ( Like and/or reblog this for a starter. )
Additionally, if you’d like to plot something please feel free to comment! I would love to work out something longer and involved.
aha- guess who caught up with the manga once again and is highly tempted to be active on here again,,
Which Greek God / Goddess Do You Reflect Most
Poseidon
He was god of the Sea and other waters; of earthquakes; and of horses. In pre-Olympian Bronze Age Greece, he was venerated as a chief deity at Pylos and Thebes. Poseidon was protector of seafarers, and of many Hellenic cities and colonies. He is noble and powerful, and is recognized as a figure of leadership.
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❛ it’s quiet uptown. ❜
His nose wrinkles faintly, eyes turning to the side in order to take in the sights of the road among them. For the moment he makes a quiet noise of agreement. It’s no surprise that things have been rather... quiet. With the weather dipping so low most people have taken towards keeping inside in an effort to avoid exposure.
As much as he may enjoy the thought of staying inside with tea there’s still work to be done.
He’ll rest when he’s dead.
“Let’s put forth hope that it’ll stay that way.”
i have to work HARD too.
so that i can come closer
to the geniuses i look up to.
indie edward midford from kuroshitsuji
adored by kyo.
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❛ he was longing for something to be a part of. ❜
❛ and the world is gonna know your name. ❜
❛ there’s a million things i haven’t done, but just you wait. ❜
❛ you never learned to take your time. ❜
❛ talk less…smile more. ❜
❛ who’s the best? c’est moi! ❜
❛ the plan is to fan this spark into a flame. ❜
❛ i’m not throwing away my shot. ❜
❛ i may not live to see our glory, but i will gladly join the fight ! ❜
❛ they’ll tell the story of tonight. ❜
❛ tomorrow there’ll be more of us. ❜
❛ i’m looking for a mind at work. ❜
❛ look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now. ❜
❛ oh my god. tear this dude apart. ❜
❛ i will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love… ❜
❛ dying is easy, young man… living is harder. ❜
❛ then you walked in and my heart went ‘boom’! ❜
❛ you look at me and suddenly i’m helpless. ❜
❛ i am so into you. ❜
❛ i’m just saying if you really loved me, you would share him. ❜
❛ love doesn’t discriminate from the sinners and the saints. ❜
❛ i’m willing to wait for it. ❜
❛ i am the one thing in life i can control. ❜
❛ call me son one more time —…. ❜
❛ i don’t pretend to know the challenges you’re facing. ❜
❛ that would be enough. ❜
❛ and we could be enough. ❜
❛ let me a part of the narrative in the story they will write one day. ❜
❛ you have no control : who lives, who dies, who tells your story. ❜
❛ history has its eyes on you. ❜
❛ awesome. wow. ❜
❛ i’ll make the world safe and sound for you. ❜
❛ why do you assume you’re the smartest in the room? ❜
❛ what’d i miss? ❜
❛ run away with us for the summer. ❜
❛ take a break. ❜
❛ well, hate the sin, love the sinner. ❜
❛ no one else was in the room where it happened. ❜
❛ and then we’ll teach them how to say goodbye. ❜
❛ we both know what we know. ❜
❛ i will choose her happiness over mine every time. ❜
❛ god, i hope you’re satisfied. ❜
❛ i saved every letter you wrote me. ❜
❛ you built me palaces out of paragraphs. ❜
❛ be careful with that one, love, he will do what it takes to survive. ❜
❛ when you were mine, the world seemed to burn. ❜
❛ the world has no right to my heart. ❜
❛ i hope that you burn. ❜
❛ everything is legal in new jersey… ❜
❛ i’m so sorry for forgetting what you taught me. ❜
❛ it’s quiet uptown. ❜
❛ they are trying to do the unimaginable. ❜
❛ there are moments that the words don’t reach. ❜
❛ forgiveness. can you imagine? ❜
❛ i had only one thought before the slaughter. ❜
❛ i imagine death so much, it feels more like a memory. ❜
❛ what is a legacy? it’s planting seeds in a garden you will never see. ❜
❛ death doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints. ❜
❛ i survived, but i paid for it. ❜
❛ have i done enough? will they tell my story? ❜
AS SPIRITS UNREFINED, THE PAST SEEMS AN ETHERIC RIDE. indie will/iam t. spe/ars from yana tob/oso’s kuro/shitsuji. non-roleplayers please do not reblog.
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Rambunctious, as little kids often were. Twin boys, born on a blue moon, with eyes as a testament to the fact. It was, of course, no surprise when the labor led on an they were blessed with not only one son, but two. Common for weres of all kinds to come in multiples and wolves were no different. Litters bred strong, constantly growing and spreading their roots of the family tree and carrying on the pack for another generation. Their family had been lucky enough for both boys to keep strong for the first few years of life, and the arrival of a downside seemed unavoidable.
The younger of the two, always trailing his brother’s footsteps, was prone to illness. His faint coughs would echo through the halls, skin so pallid at times that it seemed translucent, and unable to roughhouse with other pups as he should. It made things... lonely at times, however family was never far away. Ciel kept close, protective of his younger sibling, and loathing the idea of solidarity. If not for him it was a wonder what would befall the youngest Phantomhive.
Thankfully they didn’t have to dwell on such thoughts, with happy footsteps running amok in the manor. The faint sound of doors opening, closing, a cycle forming and continuing for some time. A game of tag, stretching further from their room with every moment that passed. It was one of the, perhaps thought to be few, bright sides of having more then a single child at one time. They were extraordinarily capable of keeping themselves company. Busy chasing the other throughout the rooms, hiding only to be quickly found, and inadvertently finding themselves privy to their father’s whereabouts.
A discovery that was immediately celebrated.
“Father!”
Ciel runs, paying no mind to the fact that he probably shouldn’t be. His brother is slower, more tentative, taking a moment before following. They crowded around the older man, the youngest raising his arms in an effort to appeal to their father- always finding comfort in his parents arms.
His older brother, on the other hand, has taken a interest in inspecting his own teeth. It’s about the time for their canines to grow longer, nothing compared to a full grown were, but enough to make their play bites a bit of umf.
“What are you doing?”
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Sebastian could feel how sleepy he was. Being finely in-tune with Ciel’s emotions through the contract let him know of almost everything going on with him, but even if he wasn’t a demon, he could definitely tell how exhausted he was. Still, he kept his eyes on the scenery outside the window, and let his thoughts wander to things of long ago and people he used to know and all sorts of things that didn’t matter a lick anymore. He only picked his head up when he was spoken to.
The demon turned his head to Ciel, and gave an obedient smile response, nodding his way. “Of course, sir,” Sebastian answered, and felt an odd fondness at the sight of Ciel so sleepy. He really was like a kitten. Even more so when he was nearly being rocked to sleep by the lazy movements of the carriage.
Looking back out the window, he watched the tree he’d memorized lead up to the manor. They slowly thinned out of the previous forest and widened out to form a circle along the manor and it’s grounds.
Once they were pulled to a stop, Sebastian climbed out of the carriage car and unfolded his umbrella. He offered his free hand to Ciel to help him out, as he was sure the boy’s limbs would be just as lazy and tired as he was feeling in that moment.
“My lord… If I may,” Sebastian said, half of him getting properly soaked as the umbrella’s focus was on the boy, “there is enough time for you to take a nap.”
As soon as the confirmation was gained he nodded once, pleased enough for the moment. His attention was turned, and with little else to occupy it he allowed his eyes to settle closed. Whether fortunately or not, it was only a matter of minutes before they arrived at the manor. Allowing himself a few moments to clear his mind he waited for Sebastian to prepare things for them to leave the carriage.
The rain had only grown stronger from when they began their ride. It seemed the sky had truly dedicated itself to letting the Heavens open up and drown what life was left on Earth. His nose, small as a button, was upturned into a faint sneer. All he wanted, more then anything, was to simply be within the comfort of his own home. His desk, his bed, either would suffice at the moment.
Rather tempting too, at Sebastian’s suggestion. The thought lingers, his coat straightened without a second thought as he begins to walk towards the doors.
“Are you quite sure? It won’t one thing or another, or be a clear disregard for my duties?” Perhaps a bit snappy, all things considered, but he was rather tired and... could be a bit petty at times all things considered.
He does!!! Especially when he’s younger. Oof I bet his family is a long line of werewolves so there’s a lot of pride too. lil sickly puppy not able to roughhouse all that much
Baby werewolf ciel... consider
Hello there! I’m new to the Kuroshitsuji fandom, but please like/reblog if you’re interested in interacting with an Indie Angelina Durless (Madame Red)! OC/Crossover friendly too, so come all!
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❥ NON - SEXUAL ACTS OF DOMINANCE .
feel free to edit or elaborate as you please . ( add ‘ reverse ‘ to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to …
[ lit ] your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine .
[ order ] your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .
[ guide ] your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .
[ pay ] your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )
[ open ] your muse opening a door for mine .
[ dry ] your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc .
[ instruct ] your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do .
[ groom ] your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc .
[ direct ] your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .
[ disagree ] your muse sternly telling mine ‘ no ‘ .
[ rest ] your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .
[ clean ] your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc . feel free to specify what and how .
[ answer ] your muse answering a question meant for mine .
[ coat ] your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .
[ pilot ] your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them .
[ stare ] your muse staring mine down .
[ placement ] your muse telling mine to sit down .
[ teach ] your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .
[ patience ] your muse telling mine to be patient .
[ tears ] your muse wiping away mine’s tears .
[ swat ] your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .
[ jewelry ] your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings .
[ enough ] your muse commanding mine to stop talking .
[ retrieve ] your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .
[ invite ] your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .
[ lean ] your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together .
[ calm ] your muse telling mine to ‘ just breathe ‘ .
[ scold ] your muse scolding mine for something .
[ comfort ] your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .
[ approval ] your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .
[ beckon ] your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking .
[ laces ] your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .
[ stay ] your muse telling mine to stay in the car .
[ defend ] your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them .
[ feed ] your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .
[ volume ] your muse demanding mine speak louder .
[ read ] your muse reading something to mine .
[ refill ] your muse refilling mine’s glass for them .
[ possessive ] your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other .