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Send me ♫ and I will shuffle my music and muse will say the first lyric. Add a ♒ and I will make it into a full starter.

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OOC

Hello all~ I am back yet again If you would like to rp or we were in one and I never replied, please let me know. I miss all of you and hope you've been well ❤

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Send me ♫ and I will shuffle my music and muse will say the first lyric. Add a ♒ and I will make it into a full starter.

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ooc

Wow. It’s been so long since I’ve been on here and rped. If anyone is up for it, feel free to let me know. ^^ 

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Anonymously or not, send “How To Care For” instructions for my muse

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You’re a roleplayer

We can plot

We can be friends

Reblog this if:

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if i fuck up anything in our post — be it a major point of your character history or just a tiny, nitpicky error — please go ahead and let me know. or if anything i wrote makes you uncomfortable as the writer i’ll change it immediately, no questions asked. or if my post makes it difficult for you to respond because it just doesn’t give you enough to get those creative juices flowing, that’s ok. i will be happy to provide more creative lubricant. come in my inbox.

psa:

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Are you comparing my face to a cats paw?

“Being a butler isn’t easy…but I don’t think it’s a bad way of life.”  - Sebastian Michaelis

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If you find me to be INTIMIDATING in any way, anonymously send along ☠ with the reasons why.

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Send Me a symbol for how you feel

❊ I want to roleplay with you

✸ I want to plot with you

✤ I want to ship with you

✥ I have roleplayed with you and it was great

❦ I sort of secretly ship a thing with your muse(s)

✷ I wish our characters was friends

✢ I like your characters

✱ I don’t like your characters

✣ I like the way you express your muse(s)

✫ I don’t like the way you express your muse(s)

☬ I feel like your characters are underdeveloped

❂ I don’t agree on all your headcanons

✡ I agree on all your headcanons

❋ Your blog is one of my favs

✦ I like seeing you on my dash

✵ I don’t follow you for roleplay

✧ I wish you would notice me

✩ You intimidate me

✪ You seem like a cool person

✺ You’re hard to approach

✻ I wish you weren’t so shy

❄ I look up to you

❆ I love your art

❇ I love the way you write

* I want to learn to know you

# I’m too shy to approach to you

☓ We should talk!

♥ *Your choice what to write*

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“I was requested for this job. Any hinderance to you is merely a bonus.” Despite scanning the scene over several times, he struggled with finding any results. He gave a defeated huff, turning to face up at the reaper. “Let’s make this simple and quick than. You give me the info,” he began, motioning towards the reapers book. “And we’ll both be on our way. Agreed?” Ten to one, the answer would be no, but for the sake of that one, he gave it a shot. His entire appearance was exhausted and he felt just the same. This once, he hoped for a little leeway, but expected just the opposite.

“Well you don’t seem to be doing a very good job of avoiding me, I swear it’s almost like you make a point to interrupt me.” She whined, arms loosely crossed over her midsection. Naturally she looked around in hopes that a certain man of far more interest would be nearby, but it seemed that she was destined to be disappointed once again.

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Ciel felt the sudden shift in weight, followed by several soft pats of bare feet on solid ground. Peeking a single oculus from below the covers, he watched as a small figure made its way for the window. A luminous flash lit up behind it, causing a sinister shadow to occupy a large space of his wall, seeping farther onto the ceiling. Large eyes, staring in fear, only blinked again when the curtain was closed and the room was filled with solid darkness. The thunder continued to boom, causing his heart to jump with each noise. A single large breathe filled his lungs, holding it for several seconds before allowing its release. Relax. Calm.

Just a few seconds more and a sudden thump cause the bed to scarcely shift. The small earl bolted up, eyes searching for the source. He managed to make out a small shape at the foot of the bed. “Ciella?” he called out to the dark in a hushed tone. “Are you okay?” No mind was payed to the next crash of thunder, seeming more focused on the well being of his sibling than his own fear. Pushing to his knees, he crawled to the end of the bed where he assumed his sister to be and proceeded to reach a hand out in search of her.

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The childs face scowled upon meeting the eyes of the red shinigami. He should have expected as much. Recently, it had become a common occurrence that the two happened upon each other. Each time being no more pleasant than the last. “Believe you me, any chance of seeing you is no intention and preferably avoided,” he assured the elder, facing once again towards the crossed off crime scene. Alone he stood, examining the immediate details as his gears churned to piece them together.

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Sebastian was rather quick to exit with minimal parting words as the room filled with an eerie heavy silence. The continuous flashes of lightning were accompanied with a strong roar from the gods. The earls tea had been forgotten on his bedside table, still full and steaming. Had he even bothered to take one sip? The only sign of the blue haired child was a small lump cocooned beneath the puffy comforter. With each explosion, the small frame jolted before settling once more into its confines. One would think it simply startled him, but upon closer inspection the compact bulge of blanket shivered even in silence. This was more than a simple surprised reaction. This was fear. No. He couldn’t succumb to such emotion. He refused. The female at his side was more important than natures yelling. She was to be protected, happy. The boys job was to ensure that. Perhaps if he feigned sleep, she would feel comfortable enough to follow suit. With eyes closed tight, he forced deep breathes. Calm. Fearless. CRASH. Another spark through the dark sky. Another jolt from the earl.

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Send me ♫ and I’ll make a starter using the first line of the first song that plays on shuffle.

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Plot Twist:

Edgar Allen Poe is Ciel Phantomhive

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Sebastian left the towel around the boys shoulders, just as he had done Ciella, before standing once more. He offered a smile to the young lady. “I do not blame either of you,” he reassured. “I shall return in one moment.” On that note, he made a swift exit, off to fetch the maid.

As soon as the butler was out of the room Ciel spoke, “Do not blame yourself.” It came out as more of a command than he had hoped. He never wished to speak to her like a servant, but he did not want her to carry the weight of believing it was her fault. “I won't fall ill,” he promised in attempt to further assure his sibling.

Sebastian was quick to return with May-rin in tow and a change of clothes each. The maid ushered Ciella to the bathroom, leaving the other two in Ciel’s room. As soon as the door closed, Sebastian set to work drying off the earl and dressing him again in clean clothes. It was a quick process and the boy was soon tucked in bed, awaiting Ciella’s return. The butler disappeared with the wet articles, but not before announcing his return once the tea was prepared.

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