#lawrence bluer

[gabbyp09]

[livingsspecter]

the entire plot of ep 9 basically

[ace-aro-taku]

Voice Cast for Prefect 4

Edgar Redmond: Toshiki Watanabe (First Major Role)

Lawrence Bluer: Junya Enoki (Yuji Itadori -JJK, Seishu Inui -Tokyo Revengers)

Herman Greenhill: Shunsuke Takeuchi (Harumi Takeda -My Senpai is annoying)

Gregory Violet: Tatsumaru Tachibana (Utashima -Blue Period)

[followthechick]

Weston anime let's fucking gooooo

✨All my links✨

[nullb1rdbones]

what did we expect? ah well. they look nice in the art style aah

[flustered-earl]

P4 close ups

Bruh I'm obsessed with Edgar's eyelashes OMFG??????

it's so thiccccc I'm afraid he outdid Seb

[imviotrash]

LAST BUT NOT LEAST, VIOLET!! RAAAAAAA

The rest of the polycule:

Edgar Redmond

Herman Greenhill

Lawrence Bluer/Bluwer

Let me talk your ear off again:

Left: violets old character sheet. I changed his whole aesthetic tbh. As much as Iike the more basic goth look, I think Gregory would be someone to come to school in his PJs. I think he would dress incredibly well like 6 times a year or so and that's for special occasions.

Middle: my very first sketch of him. I love how a drink remained in his hand through all the versions. He needs his little beverage.

Right: the stuff he's wearing! I'm definitely keeping the "Wolf howling at the moon" shirt. Idk about the rest though.

And the last two are just some sketches to explore the character!

Trivia time:

-Gregory having anemia is a nod to the blue cult arc.

-his bag is one of those gigantic bags to carry paintings in.

-He is OBSESSED with embroidery and will literally embroider anything his friends/partners own.

-The rest of the P4 know that he's sick, but try to be very subtle about helping him, since he's very apprehensive against any sort of help. They do this by buying/cooking him food and resting with him.

[elenor222]

A Kendall Roy (Succession) Series

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: faint mentions of established relationship, sexual tension. All characters are of age. This story is 18+.

part 1

NEW YORK

3.12 AM

Emily stares at the white flushed screen of the newest shitop available in the market. She’s deciphering the flow of the shares today. Her glasses are turning blue with all the big numbers and the emails flowing through the system. There’s an untouched tumbler of souvenir matcha sitting on her desk. Her room’s illuminated a pale white with white lilies on her nightstand and an empty buzz from her phone. Emily rubs her temple, according to the entire finance department of Waystar, the Roys will take the company down with them by a decade. The lavish living and black dog services come with a price. A price they’ve long since forgotten to repay. Emily grunts and bites back her tongue. She looks up at the cerulean walls of her home painted with the same blood as them. Her chestnut eyes gleam, she dreams of Sicily and lush cherries. Bruised corridors and bluer skin. She turns towards the New York sky, cracking her knuckles and wonders how ground hog criminal she must’ve been to witness the corporate red with her own hands.

The next morning, a tall man with pale beach skin and visibly rich eye bags sits with four or five of his advisors and a bunch of younger executives. Emily does not accompany them. She stalls in her own office looking at the sugary buyout. She’s about ninety percent sure that Lawrence, the eldest son’s new venture, will and soon fuck Waystar. She lets out a giddy laugh in her mind and stays put at her cabin, chivalry gleaming in her eyes. Her posture is sleek, not too laid back but neither very professional. Kendall, suited up with cocaine in his back pocket, looks engaged, and rightly denounced, a little too lively.  

“This is a merger offer. Not an acquisition. We love what you do.” Kendall appears really passionate about the deal going through. His hands are clammy. He stares right through the upturned eye of the media guy.

“I get it. Of course, someone is always boss. And I don’t think that would be me?”

Kendall’s eyes briefly meet Emily. She’s intensely watching how this playdate plays out. Kendall can’t seem to focus between her glass of white wine at 11 am and that too tight white skirt riding up her thigh. He pretends to fix his tie. Hands imitating her face full of his length. He’s gone. Lilacs and bright Italian skies take over his vision. He’s sucking in another breath. So gone.

Kendall nullifies the rest of the conversation from his head. His eyes juggling between his two memento moris. There seems to a notable disagreement though, Emily senses it before she sees it. Her lip twitches as Lawrence stands up to leave. Kendall abruptly follows, seemingly surprised at the turn of the events. They walk next to each other down the wide corridor that border glass offices with venetian blinds on each side. He’s even wearing those knuckle deep expensive boardroom shoes, Emily peeks. Kendall steals a glance before the elevator door dings. She’s looking back at him with remorse. Soon, Lawrence whispers something inexcusable in his ear and the board sees him visibly loose his composure. He leaves the floor’s eyeshot rattled in fury.

LONDON

10 AM

“It’s inappropriate. It’s a fitness, thing. It’s - it’s basically a heart rate monitor. It’s a fucking abortion.” A broad shoulder man squeals. “is that what you give your 80 year soon to be father in law? To your boss? As a gesture of obeisance? When you’re looking for promotion? Or is that, say, like giving him a colostomy bag and a viagra? The optics are fucking horrible.” He keeps rambling on to the redhead beside him. She takes no notice of the priced-up suit or her satin shirt shining in the harsh auburn sun. Two black Mercedes line up bedside them.

Shiv, instead, is focused on a text.

Shiv: you coming?

Em: maybe :/

“Tom. It’s fine. Yeah, my Dad doesn’t really like things.” She advises him to throw ten to fifteen grand at some posh shop that sells sea shells. She’s staring at her phone with pursed lips.

NEW YORK

1PM

  “So, last call guys. We happy?” Kendall frantically looks around his team. Emily sits there looking uninterested at their long faces and sheets of robbery. Jess took an appointment, filing “wife needed for support” for her to be there. Back in the day, rose would’ve tainted her cheeks. Now, she only sits there. Stoic, unimpressed. She knows all too well that this was just another tactic for her to see him win. He’s bitter. And he hopes she knows.

Frank reassures him, ”If the committee play straight, we win. If they don’t, we go legal.”

“And we don’t want to just bump the number another point?” Young Alessandro, the investment banker looks towards Emily almost questioning the authority of her presence.

“You’ve already over ridden your Bali beach numbers. Although, I can give you an extra mil to demonstrate a knuckle fuck to Frank” Emily looks Kendall dead in the eye as if scolding a child. She crosses her legs and sits up straighter. Alessandro witnesses the change in power dynamics.

“You wanna call your Dad?” Alessandro offers.

Kendall looks like someone’s punched him in the nuts but he refuses to react. Emily only juts out her lips. She’s almost on the verge of enacting the scenes from their college days. Kendall gives her a so much so a threating look in response. His eyes dart to her mulberry pink lips. His mind fickle enough, churns him back to those same hot days with Emily on her knees.

 “Do I want to call my Dad?” he glares at the board.

“No” he comprehends. “I don’t want to call my Dad.”

“Do you want to call your Dad?” he bites back.  

“Does anyone want to call their Dad?” Silence surrounds the cascading white room except the timely tapping of Emily’s jimmy choos.

“Okay. No one wants to talk to thier Dad. So, let’s get in there, buy this fucking company and go top ten, shall we? I’m pushing the bid to 120. Okay?” Emily lets out a sigh in disapproval. Kendall pays no mind to her wandering gaze down his body. She wonders how she can put this in the mad bear’s plate without pissing him off.

1 AM

“What’s the number?” logan’s call disrupts Kendall in the midnight. Kendall did know, there was going to be consequences to raising the bid. He only hoped Emily had flower petaled logans fuck over shoes to bendable China. He dabs his forehead with a white tea cloth to soothe his nerves.

“I’m going to one twenty.” He intakes a sharp breath, eyes blown and sitting upright. he prays that his quaver of tone isn’t detectable. He fists his bedsheet into a stress ball. A minute goes by where you can hear the chaotic New York night pass by. He’s untouchable; how does the teen spirit bubblegum wrath seep in?  He speaks further in a fever dream, “Good. Look are we still good for tomorrow? Today?”

“Uh-huh. Yeah.” Logan is tapping away on his mouse. Unfocused eyes cram in all the emails from the week.

“Cos it’s gonna get out there?” Kendall’s eyes twinkle. They perfectly reflect the times square brightness.

“We’ll announce.” Logan rolls his eyes. His right hand is reaching for the will in his drawer.

“Great, so I can pre-floating to like Frank and Emily? If I need to. Cos it’s getting soft-floated.” The line goes dead. Kendall closes his eyes. He’s breathing raggedly. Theres a voice in the back of his head telling him he’s going to fuck it up. He blinks. Hard.

authors note: engagement of any sort is greatly appreciated. will try to update the next part this week itself <3

part 2

[petaltexturedskies]

The light grew stronger, gushing up against the dark sap-hire of the transparent night. The light grew stronger, whiter, then over it hovered a flush of rose. A flush of rose, and then yellow, pale, new-created yellow, the whole quivering and poising momentarily over the fountain on the sky’s rim. The rose hovered and quivered, burned, fused to flame, to a transient red, while the yellow urged out in great waves, thrown from the ever-increasing fountain, great waves of yellow flinging into the sky, scattering its spray over the darkness, which became bluer and bluer, paler, till soon it would itself be a radiance, which had been darkness. The sun was coming.

D.H. Lawrence, The Rainbow

[gabbyp09]

[livingsspecter]

A rant about the P4 (Spoilers)

As of the recent news about the new season and their designs reveal, i have some shower thoughts i’d like to share lmao

First of all, about the whole murder incident, as a victim of bullying myself i cannot condemn them completely, even considering the extent of the bullying, Derrick and his friends striped other boys down, humiliated them so badly that they would pee themselves, that boy was pure evil. Although, of course i can understand that their actions were extreme.

About their naïveté, i was thinking that considering their social standing and age, they were probably only raised to be successful gentlemen, and nothing else, they live in this bubble of shallow rich people and irresponsible authorities, that care more about status and the whole “tradition” thing in their school than student’s wellbeing. So, their whole world WAS that school, their dynamics and their job as prefects, the real gruesome stuff and hideous things of the “outside world” were probably brushed away in tea time and not lingered on for too long. Violet was the only one who realized most of the stuff in both the Weston arc (his comment about the headmaster just wanting them to do their job for him, his suspicion of Sebastian and Ciel) and Blue cult probably because of his observant nature and like for more “macabre” stuff, but overall, he is still naive and easily influenced.

I don’t think most people will have a point of view beyond “lmao how are they so naive/stupid”, but i think this whole arc is a presentation about how rich kids are just pawns, and blinded of the world’s real serious matter in favor of shallow social rules (not saying they are completely oblivious and have no faults, after all, they’re old enough to think for themselves, but just this whole dynamic that they live in, shows this).

[arsonist-lullabye]

LAWRENCE BLUER DUMP

hes so distressed :(

HES GORJUS

[mishy-mashy]

Black Butler (manga) incorrect quotes based on my OC cuz why not

Undercover OC at Weston is "Teddy", a Violet Wolf student and Cheslock's fag

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Edward: What’s going on?

Cheslock: It’s a lecture. Teddy's gonna tell us everything they know about sex.

Violet, eating bread: It should be an enjoyable 20 seconds

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Violet: Why does Teddy always do the laundry so loudly?

Cheslock: To remind everyone that no one helps him out on laundry day

Teddy, in the distance: *slams the barrel lid shut*

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Cole: I'm sorry for being late, I ran into some complications

*Teddy runs in disheveled, with Cheslock cursing a storm behind him*

Teddy: COLE PUSHED ME DOWN THE STAIRS!!!

Cole: *screaming as Cheslock tackles him*

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Cheslock: I didn't know we had tomato soup today

Violet: It's microwaved ketchup.

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Teddy, watching street lamps fall down: Cheslock, Violet! The school is burning down and it's very pretty!

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Teddy: I enjoy reading murder mysteries

Violet, trying to be a cool senior: I've been a suspect for murder once.

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Bluer: How did you even get in here?

Teddy: Clayton's window! Or, as I like to call it, "Teddy's front door"!

Bluer:

Clayton:

Clayton: I'll go close my window.

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Teddy: You.. saved me. You're not a bad person. YOU'RE A HERO, AN UGLY UGLY HERO!

Violet: Call me ugly again and I'm kicking you into the street.

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Edward, sweaty from 5PM cricket: Can I have some water?

Cheslock: *starts chugging their water*

Cheslock: *chokes from drinking too fast*

Cheslock: *spills water all over himself*

Cheslock: *accidentally knocks over the only barrel of water*

Cheslock, coughing: I don't have any water.

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Redmond: Cole! How's your birthday been going so far?

Cole: Violet gave me a get better soon card.

Redmond: Ah, I'm glad to see you're finally getting along with the Violet House!

Cole: No. He just thinks I should be better.

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Cheslock: Hello Violet, made anyone cry today?

Violet: No. But it’s only 2:30.

Cheslock:

Violet, now grinning: Where's Cole.

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Teddy: Hey, Cole. Why did the chicken cross the road?

Cole, sighing and resigned: I don't know. Why?

Teddy: To get to the idiot’s house.

Cole: Okay.

Teddy: Knock knock.

Cole: .. No.

Teddy: “who’s there?”

Cole: Ugh... Who’s there?

Teddy: The chicken.

Cole:

Teddy:

Teddy: *sprinting away*

Cole, taking off his shoe: YOU LITTLE-

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*after last year's cricket tournament*

Cheslock: I hate the other houses.

Edward: Well according to this picture my sister drew of us together, that's not true.

Cheslock: You drew that.

Edward: It doesn't matter.

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Teddy: Hello, I'm Teddy. I'm a student at Weston. They gave me a badge with my name on it in case I forget it. Very helpful, as that does happen.

Teddy: Oh no, where'd it go

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Greenhill: Is Cheslock always like this when he loses?

Violet: Remember what happened last year during June 4th?

Cheslock: It was an out and you know it!

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*after another Teddy and Cheslock VS Cole incident*

Greenhill: Okay, on the count of three, I want you to apologize to each other. Ready? One.. two.. three!

Cheslock:

Cole:

Teddy:

Bluer, sighing: Now I'm just disappointed in all of you.

Violet, about Cheslock and Teddy: No, I taught them well.

Bluer, now irritated: All of you.

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Cole, smiling: You were going to what?

Teddy: I was going to say-

Cole: What?

Teddy: Don't-

Cole: Don't interrupt me?

Teddy, about to cry: Stop cutting me off, I-

Cole: Goodness, speak clearly, Teddy!

Edward: Stop that, Cole. You'll get hurt.

Cole, gesturing to Teddy: Hurt? By this? Ahahahaha!

Cheslock, standing behind Cole with Violet, cracking his fists:

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Greenhill, writing with a bottle of glitter glue: I'm losing it. There's blood on my hands. Dead bodies are at my feet.

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Teddy: Happy October 32nd!

Cole: That doesn't exist.

Cheslock, with cat ears on: Not with that attitude, it doesn't.

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Cheslock, finding a note: What’s this?

Edward: Hey, that's mine!

Cheslock: Aww, is it a love letter for your girlfrienddd?

Edward: No-

Cheslock: *opens it*

Cheslock:

Edward:

Cheslock: I can't read this.

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Cheslock: I have very high standards, you know.

Teddy: I just came to say I made spaghetti?

Cheslock: Oh no! You're meeting all my standards!

Violet, knowing that Cheslock has been in love with Teddy: *angry sighing*

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Edward: I've been watching for a while now; and I’m afraid you have updog.

Greenhill: What’s updog?

Edward: Ciel! Get in here, I told you I could do it!

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*The day after the midnight Tea Party*

Violet: Hello. My name is Violet, and you're watching my life crumble into pieces.

Violet: *aggressively zips bag shut*

Teddy: *confused sobbing because he doesn't know what's going on*

[rougesoldat]

Personals Headcanons for the Shinigami in Kuroshitsuji

A post for @docmartensanddietcoke and for the Kuro fandom Team shinigami.

(Just, an old friend told me that put a “ s “ to the word “ shinigami “ was incorrect)

Headcanons Society Dispatch shinigami

>>A shinigami don’t immediately work. When a soul become a shinigami, she is sent in a “Accompanying House”. It’s an isolated, big propriety where “babies” shinigami live their first days. The shinigami learn them to read and write sometime, help them with the “futuristic” objects who are out of time, and alson help the shinigami to accept their punishment and don’t commit a second suicid. Sometime, the shinigami think that this place is the paradise and don’t want leave him, it’s the paradoxe of this place. 

>> The medecine department exist for the shinigami who get hurt after a mission. But, he's mainly knew for his psychatric wing, her asylum for unstable shinigami, her office drugs  controle and suicid cell.

>> a shinigami who can’t to work is send in the 4th basement. It’s a place where he does useless things for that he continues to work.

>> Because the sexism, the female shinigami are considered like too fragile and too emotional for to work in outside. However, they trained for to be multipurpose. They can to build and fix the scythes and the glasses, the complex administration, the secretariat and for the medecine, even the mental health. I think that during the War I, like the human women, they would be the only and the more important support for the male shinigami who will work on the No Man’s land.

>> A soul of shinigami is inedible for a demon.

>> With the thorn of death, he exist dangerous virus shinigami. The stress to have much work can to cause a black sweats who cause a dangerous madness. The solution is to kill the shinigami who cause this stress.

>> The shinigami keep many memories of their old life, but every head and face of persons are erased, except the face of shinigami saw.

>> He’s exist a department for the suicide here

Headcanons shinigami

>> Grell Sutcliff For to don’t become a shinigami, Grell had the idea to do to believe that he was much too mad and unstable for to become a shinigami, even if it was to stay closed during an eternity. It's a tutor stronger and intimidating that Grell who have successes to change the shinigami for to will become more “cooperative” with his job Grell loves the dogs (it’s why he loves Sebastian) but prefer the Siberian Husky because they are fluffs and sweet. After to read a fanfiction on the subject, i think that Grell take cocaine and opium. Grell didn’t wanted to train Ronald, but after, it was fun to him to create a Playboy. Grell suicided with a shaver.

>> William T. Spears He takes drugs for to work more but nobody knows this (except Grell who keep the secret) William is unstable for the shinigami officers. He failed her last psychotic test. He doesn’t know that her place of leader of department will take end soon and that he will be replaced by another shinigami. William did much erotic dream and had some phantasms during her job, but prefer to keep this in his spirit and far away of Grell. William doesn’t like Grell, but if Grell would disappear, he would lose her mental balance in some seconds. William loves the cats, as Sebastian.

>> Ronald Knox In his human life, Ronald was the son of a baron. Her father dead, he lived with her mother. Ronald was a rich who live with recklessness. So, a day, he frequented bad persons, and he accidentally killed her mother. Because he had killed the first woman who a man should respect, he considered that he don't deserved to live and put the gun in his mouth. Ronald didn’t like her punishment and preferred the Hell. He was unstable and the shinigami officers wanted to close him in the basement. Well, a tutor learned him to live her situation and Ronald success his exams before that Grell train him then. Ronald is a « Black Dog », a nickname for the shinigami « who obey to another master that the Superiors » He don’t know that his watch hide a secret Ronald is afraid by Othello since a medical joke when he was young.

>> Othello He looks porn « for the science » He did a medical joke, with a syringe, because Ronald break something in her laboratory. He created drugs during a moment for to grow her salary. He stole a book on the futures electronics invention, notably with the big chapter on the video games He loves the science since his old life, because he could no longer to walk outside after accident where he lost her legs.

>> Rudgar The train killed him. He broke her scythe during his first work day and nobody knows how he could to do. He was an excellent hunter in her old life. He’s a « Black Dog » like Ronald. His hair never saw a hairbrush.

>> Sascha He was considered as mad because of an unknown mental sickness, so, he lived in an asylum during a mainly part a life. He's hanged in her cell. Sascha is a hermaphrodite and the 6th case of shinigami hermaphroditism. He tokes drugs for to work more longer. The situation finished in a psychiatric cell with four months of recuperation.

>> Éric Slingby He suicided after the defeat and the dead of his Scotland clan. He’s not dead (because the fanfiction exist) and he works with the young recruits but don’t know if Alan is alive too. He shared in the same bedroom of William when they were young recruits. >> Alan Humphries He’s not dead (see the precedent note) and work for the personnel department, a closed department who only communicate by pigeons or letters. He has scars of thorn of death and don’t know the situation of Éric.

>> Lawrence Anderson He’s one of first shinigami and works on the glasses since the beginning of the Dispatch.

>> Others shinigami I called Ignatus, Michael and Jonathan these three shinigami

O.C  >> Jack Sutcliff It’s the twin of Grell, birth five minutes after him. (OKAY ! It’s my reaction to twin Ciels !!) He has been separate of Grell in his birth and suicided one month after him. He works in the German Dispatch for that there are not « Two Grell in the same place » and is the tutor of Rudgar. He loves to seduce the women and the opera. His hair is red and long but attached. His teeth are same as brother but her fang are more long. Her overcoat are long and black but red inside. Grell named « Jack the Ripper » in reference for this brother and sent him a photo of Madame Red. Jack is fell of love of her but was completly broken when Grell tell him that he killed her. Since this day, Jack don’t speak to Grell. He has deserted some weeks later (with her scythe and her glasses). Grell don’t know where he hides him and if he’s always in life.

>> Baskerville : He’s a black dog of emotionnal support. Grell had him a little before the War I. He’s a crossbreed between two races of sled dogs.

>> Crimson : A black cat of emotionnal support of William. He hates the demon as his master and he’s cold as him, but loves to sleep on her works papers.

O.C.C >> Ada Because since her creation in the manga, I imagine her to become a shinigami a day. Ronald is the only person that she remembers. So, Ronald will be his instructor. If her first objectify was to take Ada in his bed, she became like a sister for him as he became a brother for her.

>> Lawrence Bluer The events of Blue Arc finished by to break him. He considered himself like a shame and a danger for his sisters, and like a monster. He’s become a shinigami in the end of XIXe and became the better student of William, then her subordinate.

[imviotrash]

Wohooo finally getting around to posting the P4. Starting with Edgar of course.

The rest of the murderous polycule:

Herman Greenhill

Lawrence Bluer/Bluwer

Gregory Violet

Yapping and old art in the caption as always

Left: my old character sheet for him. I really liked the outfit I had going for him so mostly kept it the same. I think my trouble was that I gave the characters too many occupations at once. I limited Edgar to poetry and theatre instead of the additional ice skating. I still headcannon the P4 to go together sometimes.

Middle: just with every character, another wardrobe collection I really like the blouse I had for the going out outfit so I'll definitely keep that.

Right: a very old drawing. Idk I don't like it and I can understand why it didn't do well on here

Trivia:

-I gave every member of the P4 a coloured bracelet. I honestly like the current version I came up with. The bracelet itself is their signature colour and the beads are the signature colours of their partners. They're the polycule ever.

-Edgar and Herman are the only members of the P4 who have a driver's license. They drive very different cars though. (I think Herman would drive something like an 80s Jeep Cherokee Laerdo)

[dominika-riko]

Manga Coloring - Kuroshitsuji - P4