#optiimate

[thexlaughingxman-blog]

       “Hm? It’s unusual for you to come here by yourself. Was there something you needed, Earl?”

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[your-highness-trancy-blog]

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Starter Response

{ ❧ } The sound of footsteps behind him alerted the Earl to his sudden companion. Alois tensed, turning his piercing blue gaze to the subject of both his admiration and disdain. What had started off as a mere glare quickly transformed into smug, aloof smirk. 

Of all the people to run into, the other Earl was one he hadn't quite expected.

"Come now, Ciel." The blonde crooned, placing his hands on his hips as he leaned forward, eyes locked upon the male. "It isn't very polite to stick your nose into others' business. I thought you were better-mannered." 

Alois appeared to shrug off the other boy's remarks without a care in the world, arrogantly staring down his unwanted partner. 

"Where's that butler of yours?"

The sudden edge in his voice became sharp, cutting through the chilled air. There was need to be wary, after all.

As he, himself, lacked his own demon in the moment.

Alois knew well that he was completely defenceless without Claude by his side.

[vincentiius-blog]

// ♝ [ reading a book together! ]

                        Nonsexual acts of intimacy;                                      Accepting

                   ❝Let’s see what book you’ve—- ❞

      And he might pause at sight, leather skinned bound in      threads of red. Script in gold on front does it’s title give      reason for nobility to arch brow in wonder. Tug sleeping      slope to wake, closed lip.  A chuckle that thrums in throat’s      depth. He’s eyes that peer before the book.

               ❝Chère enfant… I should hardly think The Fall of                 the House of Usher is something you read yet.                 Your mother would have a fit —— and I never                 said that. Are we clear? Soon though, I assure                  you. Until, how about we take to something…                 lighter.❞

       Black clothed digits skim shelves, find the pale blue spine of        choice and gesture for Ciel to follow as he make long strides       on hard oak to his favored chair. adjacent to midnight’s flicking       fire. Something of a yawn passing as son is to climb long limbs       to find a comfortable space in lap. Vincent pulls the book before       them as Ciel can view the illustrations.

                ❝You’ll read with me, won’t you? This, child,                   is  the tale of Alice in Wonderland.

                               Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by                               her sister on the bank…❞

[vincentiius-blog]

                               ♚  Cɪᴇʟ Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍʜɪᴠᴇ  ♚

[iimbrxe-blog]

Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍʜɪᴠᴇ

Masquerades painted a scene for secrecy; for aristocracy to bathe in their own lies, and their own shadows of guilty pleasures kept beneath bedroom sheets; behind closed doors, beneath the granite where parties of gentleman partook in their share of sin, and of criminal acts concerning black magicks and the primitive display of children and women behind bars, auctioned in a Black Market for the use of the some animal. But that's humanity; that's our nature, we as mortal souls believing ourselves to be some timeless thing when our instinct is to grasp for the truth of death and our final breath—our limit.

                                                                                           We are animals by nature.

Even in this fine décor; both men and women, gowned in materials of high price, sipping on his lordships' champaigne—and upon observing this behaviour; the concealment of smiles and eyes behind fabrication ( and, of course, a mask ), Charles Grey began to wonder why he was here in the midst of such filth? His counterpart had left his side, abnormal but sometimes a fact, and here he was picking his fill of the hors d'oeuvres despite how improper it seemed of him—what would they say to Her Majesty? That her butler had only devoured the entire tray of menial sustenance? How crude.

But behind the bejeweled plaster; behind the alabaster that he played into his wardrobe, and even now his masque for this excuse of a gathering of the rich and ugly, slated eyes swallowed the portrait of a rather small Earl and his most faithful ( because even in such an atmosphere, who could deny the obvious in a child's stature, carrying himself like a man? )

❝ Is this any place for a dog, my lord? ❞ Pure velvet; and hushed. An insult meant only for Ciel's ears, accompanied by the hint of a smile.

[liindansare]

                       IMPORTANT PLS READ THIS CRAP

ok so as you all may have guessed from the picture, i will be taking a small / long hiatus.  i have a test coming up that is very important to me, and i must dedicate my time to it in order to pass.  i do NOT wish to have to retake it for a second time in a row.

i have also used up HALF of my allotted data for this month-into next month, and that was only reset on the fifth.  i must conserve my data for as long as i can.  my mom also needs the internet so she can look at emails from her new job.

i will occasionally look at my social media, but probably not as much as i normally would.  (again, i wish to save data).  to friends i have made plans with, i will find out a way around this rigamaroll and we will figure something out, i promise.

to those i owe replies to, i deeply apologize for the wait and my lack of muse lately.  ( optiimate and kindliiness i will work on plotting stuff with you when i return; my sincere aplogies. )

so for now i will be off.  i’m not sure when i return, but i hope it is somewhat soon.  i am honestly not sure, as my parents have threatened to turn off the internet for the rest of the summer.  we’ll all play it by ear and hope it goes ok.

again, i am sorry.