“Lady Elizabeth Ethel Cordelia Midford!”
Prompted by @filledecanopus, on the topic of sharing biscuits. Hands also no longer exist in the Kuroshitsuji universe.

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“Lady Elizabeth Ethel Cordelia Midford!”
Prompted by @filledecanopus, on the topic of sharing biscuits. Hands also no longer exist in the Kuroshitsuji universe.
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she knows what she did
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With gentle movements , fingers covered in lace slide through soft blonde locks . Ah how much time was swept away since she had a chance to do that , to much for her mind to bother . She could almost see the pattern right before her sapphire orbs , blonde fading into warm cappuccino hues as a dizziness entrenched her , yes , the last times she had a calm and relaxing moment that will suit her heart was when her dear Francis displayed the same state and age as her sweet niece .
Heavy eyes took a moment to rest and snap out of ones mind fantasy for what felt for her as an hour but quickly flashing away in a second . Gathering all the lost strands , the one that is framing her face would just be slowly brushed away to stay on her own . Claudia would grab a ribbon and wrap around all the sunshine waves , up into a neat ponytail .
‶ What do you say about this , my sweet sunshine ? „
Her words were soft and calming , fingers still going through the girl’s ponytail to put everything in place . A small smile tingled the corners of her lips , eyes looking forward into the mirror , quietly adoring more and more her niece . This style definitely pushes out her more mature appearance and with that there is a bittersweet appeal for Claudia . She would not wish for her nice to lost her innocence not for a single second but she needed to face the truth and that is that her sunshine is growing, she starts to resemble more and more her mother Francis . What a nostalgy suddenly shut her , this tricky feeling that makes her heart heavy just when her dear daughter as well faced the time to grow out of her hands .
‶ You’re growing so fast my dearest..... „
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what a cute couple <3 love you grandpas~
w h y
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It’d had been strange at first, seeing the young woman drift through the back halls of Sphere as though it were a second home. The sight never fails to put a part of him on edge, thoughts urging him to get her as far from this place as possible. A cult is no place for a child, after all.
But it’s too late for that now. She’s too important of a player in this game they’re all trapped in, a sudden absence that would be sure to be noticed. Besides, the young girl didn’t even seem to want to leave, the concept so foreign that Violet can barely wrap his head around it.
“Lady Midford.” It’s a puzzle for another time. The best he can do for now is make sure that she stays happy in her new home. “How are you today? I trust Mr. Bravat’s been treating you well?”
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“Lizzie, I told you, it’s fine not to be here, it’s just a small cold.” So he says, but he had been bed-ridden all morning with a much higher fever than normal. His coughing fits coming more frequently, as well as his body too weak to get out of bed to do work. “I have Sebastian here to tend to me if I need it, so, please, go enjoy yourself around the manor however you please, I just need to rest, that’s all.” Astre murmured as he settled himself under his blanket much more to get comfortable.
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tell uncle vinnie he’s a douche bag >:(
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“Aren’t you a friend of Ciel’s?”
“Oh! You must mean Ciel Phantomhive. Yes, I do consider him a friend of mine, and we were schoolmates as well while he attended Weston College. He and his butler have helped me tremendously since I came to know both of them. You know Phantomhive as well, I assume?”
Joanne paused for a moment, taking in the features of the girl before him. Golden blonde hair, striking green eyes...and she seemed familiar somehow as well. Realizing he’d failed to properly introduce himself up until this point, he offered her a warm smile. “Forgive me for not introducing myself sooner. My name is Joanne Harcourt, and you seem...oddly familiar, if you don’t mind me saying so. Have we met before?”