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waning, sweet dreams B)

late night self reflective asks 🌙 

waning: what is your biggest regret?  

|| ♜ ┈┆⊱ To say that Edward has regrets would not be a lie in the slightest. He regrets having that extra bite of sweets in the morning. He regrets not having tended to his studies when busy practicing cricket. He regrets the things left unsaid between him and his former prefect, questions with no answers, and the loss of happier times that can no longer be recovered– well, not with that attitude. 

The list goes on and on, from very minor mistakes, to arguably heavy topics, but anyhow. To Edward, his biggest, greatest regret is associated with childhood. Recalling the bitterness and spite towards his younger cousin Ciel (he whom has been given everything and anything on a silver platter; from family name, to status, to fiancé, to love and affection and attention– good heavens, why a brat like him?!) 

Having held onto that immature spite, even after his supposed “death” and “return to life,” you can most definitely say that he regrets allowing that very gesture to prevent him from getting close to his cousin when as children. Hell, it even preventing him from playing nice with the boy. And after all that’s happened to the young rightful heir Ciel Phantomhive, why wouldn’t Edward regret it?

sweet dreams: are you happy? 

No. 

An immediate no. With the current happenings of canon, Elizabeth still missing, the workings of a cult still in play perhaps, and not to mention a nagging worry towards the boy he had known as his cousin Ciel for the past three years or so, Edward is not at all pleased let alone happy. Not until everything is resolved. 

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“I am the daughter of the Leader of the British Knights, Marquis Alexis Leon Midford:  E l i z a b e t h ! ♚“

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@steadfastguard should watch his step!

It might not be part of the job description, but it wouldn’t really be right for Valgus to ignore even the tiniest bits of danger. Crossing the street, he stops for a bit… Oh, it’s a crowd going the opposite way. He nods and smiles, deliberately stepping out of their way in front of traffic.

Huh… it seems like everyone is moving pretty tightly. It’s important to make sure no accidents happen, so Valgus makes sure to watch everyone carefully. This intersection is busy, maybe he should stay here for a while as a crossing guard… Oh! Oh no! He grabs Edward by his collar as he trips, just barely making sure his hands don’t get scuffed up to break his fall.

❝ Phew… Are you okay? I was afraid something like that might happen…

          || ♜ ┈┆⊱ Edward was anything but unaccustomed to the bustle of crowds. That is to say, he knew just how hectic things became during the Season, so merely crossing the street should not have been an issue. Had he not been walking the direction opposite to the crowd. 

By no means is he clumsy, but there is no helping it when his own feet stumble over those of a stranger. Knowing full well that he was going to fall, Edward tried to catch himself before hitting the ground, but hadn’t expected someone else to catch him first.

❝ Ah! ❞

Allowing himself to regain balance once again, he looked... up... way up, at the one who had saved him from the fate of a painful fall. ❝ I must thank you, sir. To wait at the side as such, had your intention been truly for the civilians’ wellbeing? ❞ How admirable!

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   “C'mon, c’mon…” Maya muttered as she waved her cell phone around in various different directions. There had to be a signal somewhere in this sheep’s den! If she couldn’t call on help through her spirit channeling, she could still do it through everyday technology!

   Apparently, she couldn’t, though (not even in the center of town!), and all her wandering around made it hard for her to keep track of where she was stepping. Before she even knew what was happening, she was tumbling to the ground in a flurry of limbs, having tripped over…

   “Oh, great, not another one of you guys!” she groaned at the sheep, who was glaring at her. “Don’t give me that look. I’ve had it up to here with all… of you… uh…”

   She trailed off as she noticed that she’d dropped her cellphone, and that this sheep who she’d been yelling at had picked it up in its mouth, dangling it by her coveted limited edition Steel Samurai cell phone strap, and, and…

   The phone fell back to the ground, which was good, but the strap stayed put, which was bad! Bad bad bad! It was probably getting sheep slobber all over it, and what if that thing swallowed it?! Losing that strap would be worse than losing her actual phone!

   But the sheep had no mercy. It paused for a moment to give her a look, a look of pure evil, before turning and dashing away.

   “Noooo! Come back here, you mangy sheep!” she yelled, scrambling to her feet. “What are you going to do with Steel Samurai merch anyway?!”

   She turned and practically accosted the nearest stranger who looked like he could beat someone up.

   “You have to help me! That sheep is a thief!”

          || ♜ ┈┆⊱ The lacking of servants within this city meant that Edward now had to tend to his own shopping. He wasn’t too unfamiliar with the gesture, but it was certainly new. The Cereal Market especially, with an abundance of goods at a remarkably low price. So it seemed to Edward as he tried to adjust to the currency. (Mind you, math is not his strong suit.)

For the young man to walk out of the store with just a single bag of goods, well, it wasn’t too peculiar. He had only chosen the necessities he most wanted since arriving; a few flavors of tea, some snacks-- what made him most excited had been the metal box that had blown out cold air! Apparently it was made to sustain most food products, keeping them fresh and less likely to expire for a long time. Of course, with that discovery, he took the chance to purchase a carton of milk as well.

Looking accomplished for his first time running errands, he walks out of the market in stride with a small smile on his face. After a few rounds of getting lost, he was at least able to memorize directions to the Château. 

❝ Oh?! ❞ 

However, it seems he won’t be returning to his room immediately. 

He had seen most of what happened (Heavens, why must the city be overrun with animals), so when the girl had turned towards him with a plea for help, he took no time in dropping his bag of goods and immediately rushing off. ❝ Please wait right there, Miss, I will retrieve your stolen item! ❞ 

And with that, he ran in pursuit of that blasted lamb! It moved rather quickly for a small.... fluffy animal, but it wasn’t long until Edward was within reach. One wouldn’t expect a young man to tackle a sheep, but that was precisely what he did. ❝ Hand that over, you fiend! ❞ As he held the animal in a headlock with one arm, it reluctantly surrendered, opening its mouth and dropping the phone into his free hand. 

❝ There! Don't resort to thievery ever again, you hear! ❞ He released his grasp on the sheep, and watched as it scurried away. He sighs, exasperated, then turned to return to the young lady that had called out to him. ❝ I apologize for the wait. ❞ A reassuring smile. ❝ Here is your... device back. ❞

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              ▒   ❝  i love my S I S T E R  more than                                                                         anything in this LIFE                         i will choose H E R happiness                                                                         over MINE every time ! ❞ █ ▌

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Edward Midford / CH 73

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CIEL┆corruptsmile ;

『✧°♔』 Ciel truly was just on his way to the lobby to complain that room service had been horrid recently, so his mood wasn’t exactly in an appropriate place for the sudden appearance of his angered cousin. The voice was all too recognizable, and the boy immediately turned in his place to glance over at the obnoxious blond who stomped his way down the hall towards him. It seemed as though more and more people he knew were showing up here… but what exactly was Edward even talking about?

He crossed his arms over his chest, letting out a small sigh before picking his gaze back up to meet his cousin’s green eyes. 

“What are you going on about? Surely you must have realized that our showing up here was involuntary… If Elizabeth isn’t present then that must mean she’s back home, correct?”

          || ♜ ┈┆⊱ ❝ Of course I am aware that being here was not a voluntary gesture. ❞ He scoffed. Half true. With a hand on his hip as he furrowed his brow, Edward looked down at the boy with an expression that seemed to be a mix between concern and disappointment. ❝ What I had meant is that with you here, who is the one trying to bring Lizzy home? ❞ 

❝ Now that the Sphere Music Hall has completely fell to ruin, we should have been able to convince her to return. And yet with the both of us here... ❞ He paused, looking behind Ciel as if expecting to see his shadow move. ❝ That butler of yours isn’t accompanying you? ❞

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23/12

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|| ♜ ┈┆⊱ TENTS MY HANDS.... I have three memes to answer for the late night self reflective asks but I don’t want to flood the dash on .... non meme hours so I’ll get to them next week-- thanks u guys ilu 

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[ bitsy smooches & mia fewe! ]

|| ♜ ┈┆⊱ Bitsy Smooches has been answered right over here ~

Mia Fewe: Does your muse have something or someone they would go to any lengths to protect/defend? Is there a backstory as to why? 

Of course.  

Someone that he’s known since the day she was born. 

Starry-eyed ever since Lizzy came into the world, Edward wanted nothing more than to protect her. Elizabeth had always been the energetic one, running ahead with a skip in her step and the brightest of smiles. Edward, on the other hand, cautious and wary, following afterwards and wanting to ensure her safety. She had been another reason why he and Ciel bickered quite often as children; the blond felt as though his cousin was not a suitable companion for her. Ciel often spoke of how women with strength are quite frightening, when Edward believed his dear sister is perfect just as she is. 

At the age of ten, Edward came to realize that she is no need of an older brother to protect her. Lizzy had only just begun her fencing training, and already she had bested him. It was frustrating for many the reasons. One, despite being the eldest, he was far lacking in his abilities. And two, he couldn’t possibly be the one to keep her safe, when she can manage just fine on her own. 

A sword to protect you. 

She, for her fiancé. And he, for her. 

Edward knows that she’s capable. He’s fully aware. Regardless of that fact, he remains as his “over-the-top, enthusiastic, overly-protective” brotherly self. Heaven knows just how much Lizzy herself had to endure; torn between having be “delicately cute” and “earnestly strong,” the duty of being the Watchdog’s wife and shield, all the while trying to keep everyone and anyone happy. 

If there’s anyone she can be wholeheartedly honest with, he hopes it can be him. If there’s anyone that can remain a comforting, warm, and friendly presence in her life despite the hardships, he hopes that it’s him. 

And only Heaven knows just how much he is willing to give to ensure her happiness. 

Because I love Lizzy so fucking much I put down a compilation of big brother moments that occur in the manga because I’m floored, I’m shook, I love Elizabehth

<——————————- Read from right to left.

Hey Yana……. we haven’t seen Lizzy in person for almost a year……… please

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Bitsy Smooches

Bitsy Smooches: What kind of things would your muse have in their grocery cart? Are they the type to fight for the last of something on the shelf at Cereal Market? 

❝ … grocery? ❞

|| ♜ ┈┆⊱ Normally, it would be the servants that would tend to such matters. In the instance that he were to purchase his own grocery, tea and biscuits are the obvious options. He’d stop by a bookstore as well and see if there’s any novel that piques his interest-- oh! And most definitely he’d purchase a gift for Lizzy! Quite a leisurely shopping trip; there’s no need to argue for the last remaining product on the shelves.

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//Justice & The Tower//

Justice: What’s something your muse has been dying to admit or confess?

|| ♜ ┈┆⊱ Quite honestly, there’s a lot of pent up feelings that Edward has never really admitted. Not to his parents, not to his sister. Words left unsaid only kept to himself. Don’t reveal weakness, just like his Mother. However, with the most recent events in his life, there is something he can’t bear to keep under wraps any longer.

❝ I dearly miss you, Elizabeth. ❞

The Tower: What event would trigger your muse’s breaking point? 

Now, it’s most undeniable that dearest Elizabeth Midford is an important aspect of Edward’s life. She is quite literally his everything. Were anything to happen to her, surely, he would not be able to keep himself in check. Though a short response to such a heavy question, nothing more is needed to be said.

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late night self reflective asks 🌙

cosmos: what's one thing you wish you could say to someone you are no longer friends with?

galaxies: what are three things you want to do before you die?

waxing: what is your proudest accomplishment?

waning: what is your biggest regret?

full moon: what type of person do you hope to be?

contemplation: if you could wake up one morning and everything in your life was perfect, what would that look like?

night light: who/what makes you feel safe?

ponder: what do you want to do with your life?

sunset: who is someone you thought would be in your life forever, but you no longer talk to?

midnight: are you a different person late at night than in the early morning?

candle light: are you an indecisive person?

reflection: have you ever changed something you liked about yourself to satisfy someone else?

sweet dreams: are you happy?

nightmare: what are you most afraid of?

constellations: who is someone you could talk to for hours and never stop?

reminder: who is someone you will never forget?

11-11: what's something you want, but feel like you will never have?

shooting star: who is someone you trust to help you make the right decisions?

earth: where do you feel most at home?

soothe: what's one thing that always makes you feel better when you're upset?

slumber: what's one thing that helps you fall asleep when it feels impossible?

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|| ♜ ┈┆⊱ I’m heading out for the evening so I’ll tend to more asks later when I get back! Thank you all!! (feel free to send in more while I’m gone--) 

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☆ Important Sheep Meme ☆

Who are all these sheep??? Well, of course, the important sheep who roam Stella City! Check out this bleat two-part ask meme set ♐ sagittarius mod made! Spread it around and have fun!

Akidra Kadoe:  Is your muse the type to run to the doctor over every little ailment, or do they believe in just rubbing on dirt in it and walking it off?  Do they have any vivid experiences with doctors of any sorts (medical, dentist, etc) Bitsy Smooches:  What kind of things would your muse have in their grocery cart?  Are they the type to fight for the last of something on the shelf at Cereal Market? Cuddlesheep:  How does your muse show affection/interest in things they like?  Are they the clingy/openly-into type or perhaps a more cool and distance type? Howard Bleats:  What’s your muse’s, realistic and fantasy, dream job(s)?  Are they still actively trying to pursue either in Stella City? Meep: How does your muse like to spend their birthday?  How about their friends’ birthdays? Mia Fewe:  Does your muse have something or someone they would go to any lengths to protect/defend?  Is there a backstory as to why? Nancy Ewe: Is your muse nosy? What kind of rumours have been said about them in the past, or would be made up about them in Stella City? Officer Woolsley:  How does your muse feel about the law?  Have they ever had any run-ins with the police in the past, or perhaps look up to any law enforcers? Woolston Payne:  Is there something that could be best described as your muse’s guilty pleasure?  Is it a good thing or something they should probably try to not enjoy as much as they do? Shrek:  What’s your muse’s daily routine before leaving the house?  Are they the type to spend a lot of time on appearances, or do they wake up like this? Aries:  Does your muse consider themselves to be responsible?  Do they keep things organized and clean, or do they live in a state of “organized chaos”? Stella:  What does your muse do for fun?  Do they have any habits or quirks that could be considered “impulsive”?

For more information about these sheep, check out our Important Sheep page!

Tag your answers as #steci answers for others to see! And don’t forget to tag your reblogs and answers with #steci memeing for easy tracking and blacklisting, to accommodate those who may not meme as hard as others ☆

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☠ ✗ ✉ ۞

|| ♜ ┈┆⊱ These are some very loaded questions you’re asking here, friend, especially hitting on topics that Edward himself would never admit to aloud. It’s shameful to show weakness, oh how his Mother’s knowledge had led him to believe. Ah, but enough musings, here are the answers you seek. 

☠ : Are there any daily thoughts they have about death or dying?

Ever since the death of his aunt, uncle, and cousins, the concept of death had been something that lingered on his mind from time to time. How utterly easy it is to be ensnared within Death’s grasp. How Death comes to everyone, even to those undeserving of it, especially his once favoured cousin, who deserved nothing more than to live as his own self. It was a wake-up call: life is no mere fairy tale. 

Of course, he hadn’t thought about his own eventual death. Hardly the time to, not when he’s focused on the lives of the living, of those he can save. 

✗ : Explain how they portray feelings of hostility or dislike.

It’s plainly obvious if he dislikes you. Just look at how he treats his dear cousin, Ciel! 

Kidding, mostly. Edward isn’t one to show hostility. Clenched fists and the biting of his tongue, perhaps, but Mother’s teachings state not to let the opposition get to you. Don’t stoop down to their level, remain the better man. And even if it does seem as though he dislikes you (a scowl on his face), I assure you, that’s just his regular expression. 

Though, one can only wonder when his words do become sharp, like that of a double edged blade.

✉ : Do they tend to rely on words or actions more?

Actions. Definitely actions. They speak louder than words, do they not?

Whether it be in his impulsive nature, or due to the fact that he can be quite awkward (and even a tad unintentionally rude) with his own words, the boy surely expresses more through action. It can be a large gesture of displaying loyalty, or even something small like a pat on the back or the ruffling of one’s hair. That goes to say, even if he does rely more on actions, he’ll use words when the situation comes to it. 

۞: Are there any inner demons they can never seem to get rid of? What are they?

Now, this, a thought that he pushes away at any given cost. 

Would you accept “doubt in self” as an inner demon, because he sure does hold a lot of it. Where is reality and what are the actions that will define who I am? Will I be more than when I left? Am I capable, capable of so much more than it seems? 

Questions, questions, a barrage of questions that he can’t ever answer of his own certainty. Already he thinks of himself as nothing more than an ordinary boy, one that can only follow in the footsteps of those he admire. This doubt of being his own self weighs heavily on his own shoulders, so he turns to rely on Mother’s words, to rely on tradition, to blindly follow what he had been taught. 

Granted, hearing of the sin his former prefects had committed struck a nerve within him, that he so easily could have become someone to mistake the sin of murder for justice. Though, hopefully, the time where he will choose a path of his own accord, with certainty, may be nearing.

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The High Priestess

The High Priestess: What is the smartest thing your muse has ever done?

|| ♜ ┈┆⊱ “Smart” isn’t normally a trait to come to mind if you think of the boy. Relying heavily on immediate action rather than thought, you’d hardly believe he’s capable of reasonable thinking. However, looks can be deceiving, and Edward can be more insightful and keen eyed than it seems. 

A notable example would have to be during the traditional June 4th cricket tournament at his school. The team opposing his had been using underhand methods whilst playing (specifically the usage of the orchestra and musical notes to signal when and where to hit the ball, their eyes closed rather than facing the opponent earnestly). Carefully analyzing this tactic they had been using, Edward adjusted his own pitch accordingly– copying a technique that a previous student had used to surpass the signal and the swings. 

Whether this is the smartest thing he has ever done is arguable, but in a situation where one would think he’d rely on strength, he chose a brief moment of strategy.