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Apologies for not really being back! I've taken up some classes, so I'm studying full time. Feel free to leave me an ask for anything or just to say hello!

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She stood to the side, holding the door open to allow him in. One wall was completely covered with computer and tv screens, several keyboards popping out, each with different info or videos on the screen, several were security cameras. 

Other bits and bobs were strewn about on tables and in boxes, tiddly bits of what seemed to be junk or half assembled pieces laid about as well. The only clean place was the obvious dining room table; a small rectangle old thing with a few mismatched chairs.

  Titus busied himself in the kitchen, having fallen silent once the door opened. A floating metal ball whizzed about, humming robotically. Its single red eye snapped open and closed at it assessed the wall of screens, small skinny arms appearing on either side of its form to tap at the keys, making small notes before disappearing through one of the closed doors, closing behind it once again.

  "Ah... So this is just the kitchen." Anna announced, eyes on her brother's back as she closed the door behind them. "And the ah, main monitors."  A kettle whistled from the kitchen, and soon Titus was setting three worn mugs on the table, along with a teapot steaming with tea, a small pitcher of milk and a smaller container of sugar. He sat down, and folded his arms, blue eyes guarded as he finally looked up, to watch the Doctor. His sister sat down in another chair, hands fiddling in her lap as she looked between her brother and the stranger, awkward silence briefly seeming to take over.

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“That he does.” She agreed with a wrinkle of her own nose. “It does get somewhat annoying at times, however.” She had to hurry a little to stay just a bit ahead of him to lead the way through the maze of corridors, stairways and rooms. 

“Ah, I know all about things not running smoothly. It’s all about trial and error, trial and error, a big explosion, some more t and e, and then poof! Hello success!” She waved her hands about rather dramatically before giving a shrug, and pointing up another set of stairs. “Just up here.” She hurried ahead, fingers flying over a small number access pad before opening the door for him.

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"That he does." She agreed with a wrinkle of her own nose. "It does get somewhat annoying at times, however." She had to hurry a little to stay just a bit ahead of him to lead the way through the maze of corridors, stairways and rooms. 

"Ah, I know all about things not running smoothly. It's all about trial and error, trial and error, a big explosion, some more t and e, and then poof! Hello success!" She waved her hands about rather dramatically before giving a shrug, and pointing up another set of stairs. "Just up here." She hurried ahead, fingers flying over a small number access pad before opening the door for him.

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A glance passed between the two, Anna’s hazel eyes large and pleading. Titus sighed.

“Fine, tea. Come in.” A grimace wrinkled his nose. ” ‘s Titus.” he pushed himself up to stand. “I’ll go and make tea… or something.” And with that, he hurried off, disappearing inside the building. 

Anna clapped her hands together. “Excellent! I do need some tea anyway; I forgot breakfast.” Standing herself, she offered a hand to the Doctor, a smile of apology crossing her lips. “Titus doesn’t like people wandering about here. It puts him on an edge.” 

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She stood firm, brow arched and lips pursed as she listened, purple eyes flickering over the butler's form. As much as it'd have delighted her to interrupt and throw out a comment, to attempt a response from him, she held her tongue, only replying once he had closed his mouth, ceasing the words to float about in  the air.

"Let me tell you a few things, butler." Her tone took on a steel edge, lip curving into a sneer. "He is a child. All children are fussy. His name is Benjamin. Not Ben. Benjamin." 

It was then she decided to step closer to him. Short, head barely brushing his shoulder, and thrust her chin up to look at him. 

"Well, isn't that just unfortunate for you now, with one last withstanding order~" Hands lifted, cupping his jaw, as the sneer turned into a smirk. "This is such thing as a state of order. And you, butler dear, will be on your knees for me." She squished his cheeks together, as though debating further whether to attempt to twist his neck. 

"You are correct- your mark binds you here from your masters last order. But here, I rule, and you will obey me, under the young mister. Is that clear enough for you?" A brow arched again, smirk deepening. 

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The boys cries quietened, comforted by the murmurs of his nanny. When all was silent from him, Charlotte preyed Benjamin from her. ”Let’s see if we can get you back to bed.” 

The youngster’s eyes flickered from Marie’s to hers, then to Claude. The demoness’ head shifted, eyeing him out of the corner of her eye before she tilted Benjamin’s face to face her, choosing to ignore the butler who had followed. “Mister Benjamin, I will be able to answer your questions tomorrow.” His lips moved, voice barely a whisper to his breathing. 

“Tomorrow.” The nanny repeated firmly, gaining an exhausted nod from the child. “Marie, return to your work, then to bed.” The girl nodded, standing and pulling herself away to return to the food she had left to sit when the young mister came to the kitchen. 

Charlotte gathered Benjamin in her arms once more, and stood, marching from the kitchen, with a glare to Claude as she passed, daring him to try and interrupt. She swept up the stairs and disappeared into the shadows.  A grandfather clock filled the silence with its steady tick tock, until Charlotte descended again. 

“Shall we talk now, butler?”

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BOOM BABY! I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK

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Hiatus.

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Guys, there's something I'd like to draw attention to.

Now I’m one of these people who doesn’t like it when people hate on ships and stuff, and I’m not going to kinkshame anyone. I mean, we all like and dislike different ships and there are kinks that people won’t admit to.

However I want to draw attention to something that is not okay.

I’d like to think that Brickwit (aleister-chamber’s mun) and I are pretty good friends. We fangasm over the same things, get feels over the same things, we get on well. We also roleplay pairing roleplays on my Fred Aberline blog where Fred and Aleister are lovers.

However I have had countless people coming to me saying they ship us.

Do you know uncomfortable that makes me?

I don’t want to hate on ships so I’m not going to tell you what you can and can’t ship (even though personally I dislike shipping real people). However coming up to me and telling me this isn’t okay. Like when you see two friends and say “You two should date” and they squirm uncomfortably? Yeah, it’s like that. 

It really creeps me out that people are openly talking about Brickwit and myself in that way, especially when we are just friends. I’m a taken man. I mean before I’ve reblogged the “Tell me which Tumblr user you ship me with”. That’s more about roleplay but if you say then that you ship us, I can’t really blame you as I’ve requested it. However just randomly coming up to me and talking about how much you ship us? It makes me uncomfortable.

Now usually guys, I just ignore it. I mean as I said people can think what they want, even if it involved me. When they’ve said they’ve shipped us (and this has happened quite a few times now) I’ve lightly told them off and asked them to stop and that has been that.

So although I’ve disliked it isn’t never been that much of an issue, until today I got this ask on my Fred blog:

This is really going too far and this is not okay.

She was talking about me, a real person and a friend of mine in a sexual situation.

She wasn’t talking about our characters, she was talking about the muns.

I’m sorry but this kind of shit needs to stop. You can’t just approach someone and talk like that. Even if maybe she meant it as a joke, it’s not okay and it really does need to stop.

Stop trying to creepily ship roleplayers, please. Or at least don’t tell them if you ship it, unless they request it.

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Oh how Margaret whimpered as his tongue twirled about hers, fingers gripping his shoulder shifted to grasp the back of his head, phalanges sliding into grip his hair. Her head spun giddily with the kiss, and soon pulled away with a faint gasp for air.

A rather shy smile graced her lips, cheeks flushed as she glanced at him, chest heaving to catch breath. 

"... I like it when you kiss me." She murmured, puncturing the atmosphere with a giggle. 

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A soft moan interrupted a giggle which bubbled in her throat, smile turning the corners of her lips up as his tongue met hers. Hand reaching to cup his jaw, she rubbed her tongue against his, sliding her own past his to tickle the roof of his mouth.

❦||Asher was impressed, from as long as he had known Maggie she had been so innocent. As she caressed the line of his jaw Asher mirrored her actions and added the placement of his hand on her mid back keeping close to him. Now, after being alive two thousand years it’s easy to say that he learned how to use his tongue. The brunette started to roll his tongue around her’s, almost like a dance.

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(WHOA SHIT 118 FOLLOWERS. ;A; )

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Reblog if you think that OCs should get the same recognition as canon characters.

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you put the peepee in the weewee and you move back and forth. unless it's peepee in the tushie. but if you put the peepee in the tushie you have to go slower.

-crimsondeath on how to smut.

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Personal headcanon about eating souls

I personally believe that in the Kuroshitsuji universe, in order to eat souls demons actually eat the place where the seal is found (that’s why Sebastian removes Ciel’s eyepatch and gets closer to his eyes -and not to his lips, like some sort of ‘Kiss of Death’). Or maybe they just eat the contractor’s eyes, considering that those organs are known as “mirror of the soul” (and that would make sense because Hannah ate Alois’ eye to incubate his soul).

I don’t know

I thought it made sense

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(Trying to work on commissions or paid data entry work. Gets through neither. Draws original characters.

(if you like them, there are my other characters here; mauvebell.deviantart.com (as well as shitty old designs that got revamped.)

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"No!" She snapped back as soon as the question had left his lips, Throwing a dark scowl his way, she got up, marched over to the fridge and plucked out several apples, peeling and chopping them before throwing them into another pot, adding sugar and water before sitting back down.

"Stop presuming what I'm cooking." The demoness whined, giving the meat pot another stir before folding her arms over her belly.

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Charlotte seemed to calm down considerably as she worked, her focus at the task in front of her. Having had to pick another knife, she added herbs and spices to the pot of meat before adding a lid, and turning to work on something else. Mixing, and later on kneading the pastry under her now bare hands, she worked the dough, rolling it thin and slicing in half. Fetching a circular shallow dish, she spread the pastry, then set in the fridge under a damp cloth, setting the other part to the side under another cloth. Then she sat next to the stove, reaching over to only stir the pot. Her free hand lay rest on her swollen belly as she awaited the meat to cool.

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The blue boy laughed in delight at Aleister's reaction, clapping his hands. "Bite bite bite!" he sang gleefully, gnashing his teeny pearly whites at the Viscount.

The other two siblings looked on in high amusement  little heads swinging this way and that as though watching a tennis match. The young girl shrieked when her brother came near the white material she had ripped from Aleister's pants, gathering it all up in her arms, standing, and tottering off, only to plop down and sit on the fabric.

"Moosic." The tot repeated with a nod, lifting a finger to his lips. "Shhhhhhh."

babysitting~

“Pway.” One of the golden eyed boys ordered, pushing himself up to stand, tiny arms folded, lips pursed much like his mother. “Pway.” 

” ‘r bite!” The blue haired boy added somewhat unhelpfully, dragging himself towards their babysitter on his rear, flashing a toothy grin at Aleister.”Ohnomnomnomnom~”

The other golden eyed boy stood, and tottered over to Aleister. Prodding the Viscount’s leg for attention, ignoring the others.

“…Moosic?”

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ocseverywhere replied to your post: Came for the Grell, stayed for the Anne.

… Can I add that Undertaker came for Grell?

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When there's an amazing rp blog that you want to rp with but you don't have any plot ideas