#mxdxmred

[enigmedesaphir]

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" My my, what is a fair maiden like you doing alone with the flowers? " softly she spoke and slowly she went approaching the read head. It was crystal clear her son longed for some time with his new lady so naturally, Claudia would make sure that the sister was just as welcomed as her. " Do tell me, my dear, if something is eating you since the tea went cold and you didn't even eyed the biscuits. Straight to the garden you went "

[diabolus-noctis]

“Could you be a dear and help me with this?”

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“Of course, madam.” Although, he instantly regretted this seeing the many bags the woman had brought with her - how does one have this much luggage... not that it was too much of a bother. Bending down to pick up about 4 cases stacked upon one another. “Will that be all, Madam?...”

[berserkosamah]

[gcdlsskxng]

"Happy birthday, Ciel!" Before she can even finish the sentence, she's wrapping him up in a hug and placing a kiss on his cheek. Pulling away a bit, she becomes a little more serious. "I know this time of year must be hard on you. I know it is not exactly easy for me either. But I am here for you if you need me, dear."

@mxdxmred

    ❝ Ah. I appreciate it all, Auntie. ❞ 

    He said softly; allowing himself to be scooped up in a hug & a kiss to be placed on his cheek. This was a welcome change from everyone being so cheery & happy for him— not that he could fault them truly for it. The day was also the very same as the tragedy that took place in the manor all those years ago. Not something worth remembering but those not associated needn’t be made aware of the situation: better to keep them happy than feeling pity for him. 

    ❝ I will always count on you, and there is no need to force yourself today for my sake. Please be sure to enjoy yourself on your own terms. ❞ He hummed & placed a small kiss on her cheek, ❝ Thank you for the birthday wishes, all the same. ❞

[conmenticius]

@mxdxmred

Alois was anxious. His father was off on a “business trip” and had left him to stay at the Phantomhive’s manor while he was gone, not wanting him alone with the servants. He had so much to hide, but the thing that frightened him the most was that he would be meeting another member of the family. He had no problem being around the Earl and his wife, and Elizabeth didn’t really bother him, but he hated meeting new people.

He tried to keep a positive attitude, playing with Ciel and Astre for most of the morning. However, when the time came for the twins’ aunt to arrive, he kept to himself, doing everything he could to avoid the boys and the rest of the adults. While trying to find a place to hide, he bumped directly into the woman he was trying to avoid. 

“I-I’m sorry, Miss, I-”

[mirroredprodigies]

"Aunt, care for a game of chess with me?" — @mxdxmred

I thought you might say that,” Ciel said with a smirk of a someone who had just confirmed his own hunches. “I’ve already set the game ready for us. Come on.”

He lead his aunt to the common room of the townhouse. It was raining outside, but the fireplace was lit, and warmed the cozy room with its orange glow. He took a seat on his favorite armchair and motioned aunt Ann to take a sit on the other side of the gaming board.

“Let us not play with a timer,” he said. “It allows us to talk. And perhaps the game will have more mercy on you this time.”

Perhaps he was being a little bit of a brat, but his aunt would have have agreed to play with him if it was not exactly what she was expecting.

[halfofxerxes]

@mxdxmred

Red has always been a rather garish color for him, while he appreciated shades of yellow-red, he finds that the strong tones of the color always remind him of blood. The shade of the stranger’s hair is near exact that of blood, so much so that it seems as if she had made the decision just last night to drench her locks in a bucket of the stuff.

No, perhaps not. The congealing nature of blood would have left imperfections, darkened and clumped and left her sharp cut of hair ratty rather than the trimmed shape that frames her face. It was as if, she had, instead of strands of hair, replaced it with a waterfall of fresh ruby blood.

He finds himself running his fingertips along the ends, just to prove to himself that it wasn’t so, only to realize he’s very much in a stranger's personal space.

“Oh, forgive me.” Hohenheim says, taking a step back. “I am terribly sorry, I was so entranced by the color, I had forgotten myself.”

[cxgedbeasts]

@mxdxmred

❝Angelika.❞ he said gruffly as a greeting, and then realized that wasn’t all correct, setting his cheeks ablaze, palms sweating. He had wanted for his greeting to sound suave, not like this!!  

      ❝Miss A-an-angelina.❞ Verdammt!