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[steadfastguard-blog]

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          || ♜ ┈┆⊱ Surely, Edward Midford couldn’t allow himself to be cooped up in his room all day, despite how unfathomably similar it was to his manor. If anything, remaining stationary only seemed to agitate himself more. There were many the ways to take up his time, be it exploring the city, paying a visit to the library, or even practicing cricket in the park. 

However, thoughts refuse to stray from one specific matter at hand: Elizabeth’s whereabouts. His presence within the city greatly turned into an inconvenience as he acknowledges that, yes, his dearest sister is still missing and, yes, he is tottering about like a fool as if hours in the day were as countless as grains of sand on a beach. 

The frustration that plagued his mind only seemed to grow until Edward decided that he had been sitting around for too long. Some form of distraction was needed. 

Shutting the door to his hotel room behind him with a rather audible slam, he could only hope that fellow residents on the floor would pay the noise no mind. A look down the hall showed not a person in sight, sans a young boy that had just turned the corner. If Edward hadn’t known any better, why, he would have mistook the boy for his cousin-- 

That is, his eyes hadn’t failed him. 

❝ Ciel! You’re here as well? ❞ What sour expression he already wore only seemed to worsen into an outright scowl. ❝ What of the search for Elizabeth? ❞

[grunehexing-blog]

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Of course, once she found out the young Phantomhive heir was present, it was only a matter of time before she showed up in front of his door. Granted, it had taken her a good few minutes to ask around the Château to find the right room. Thus there she was, knocking on the door, a bright smile on her face. She wondered how surprised he’d be to see her.

“Ciel! Are you there? I’ve come to visit you!” she declared, placing her hands on her hips. “There’s no use ignoring me! I know this is the right room!” 

....Wasn’t it? She was pretty sure that’s what the clerk had said. She frowned slightly, wondering if maybe she did have the wrong room...or perhaps he was just out at the moment? 

No, she was definitely right. She was sure of it.

[kusamochilover-blog]

When it rains, it pours

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Betrayal... Hajime hadn’t forgotten how it could shake you to your core. Although he still had been painfully aware of what being betrayed felt like, fate hadn’t spared him and had decided to give him a cruel reminder. Today he felt once more what it was like to be fully and utterly betrayed. It left him angry, short of breath, but most of all..... wet?

Today’s weather’s forecast had been dead wrong. Where was the clear blue sky he had been promised?! Admittedly the sky had been clear when Hajime had headed out of the door, but nowhere in the weather forecast had it been mentioned that the weather would suddenly go through an identity crisis. 

Just a moment ago the weather had been perfect, but now it was pouring down like never before. Without a second thought Hajime had started running until he had found shelter under the awning of a random store. Now, as he was standing around waiting for the seemingly endless rain to pass, he was joined by an equally soaked boy.

“Looks like rain,” Hajime commented, trying to make light conversation. He truly was Sherlock Holmes in the flesh. “Oh well, what can you do? A little water never heard anyone...... Which is why I’m standing right here, because this is a lot of water. This is too much.”

[nanairohime]

          At first Haruka had been fairly overwhelmed by the grandeur that was the Gâteau Château, and then one day when she was there to meet Ren she saw it. A beautiful black grand piano, that sat magnificently in it’s own section of the room. Honestly it was love at first sight, and the reason why she had come back to this rather grand hotel. 

          The composer had made a b-line straight for the piano, not really seeing anyone  or anything else. Looking this way and that she checked out the instrument before gently pulling out the bench to sit on. Haruka hadn’t brought any music or anything with her but still one of her hands reached out and pressed on a series of keys. Her delight becoming visible as the music rang out, and soon her other hand came to join the first as she continued to play the song that she had began.

          While she was playing Haruka wasn’t really aware of anyone who stopped to watch or listen to her, allowing herself to be wrapped up in the song like ti was security blanket of sorts. Though once she had finished the young woman realized she had gained watchers, and ducked her head sheepishly, before giving a bit of an embarrassed smile. “Uhm, if you’d like to make a request, I could try.”

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[serpevs]

The World

Tarot Meme (not accepting)

The World: What has been your muse’s greatest success?

Being able to finally open up and trust someone was the first small step and it led to the greater success of being able to trust and want to fight for multiple people.

[stellacity-blog]

Hello. I'm afraid I'll be dropping one of my muses, Shuichi Saihara. I just don't have time to keep up two accounts at the moment. I'll still be active on this one though! Thank you~.

Gotcha! We’ll miss our favorite cap-wearing detective! Per your request, Shuichi Saihara has been dropped for you! Thank you for playing him as you did!

♓ pisces

[stellacity-blog]

Without prior reserve, Ciel Phantomhive from Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji) here. Application can be found under /app.

Now that I chased the other mod out of the inbox, I can fully process you! Welcome to the city, Ciel. Sorry your butler isn’t around to take care of you, but you can care for yourself, right? ... Right?

You’ll be roomed in Gâteau Château Room #110! Have fun on the first floor, m’lorb.

♓ pisces