Hello I am the Earl Phantomhive, The Queen's Watchdog and the Fiance to Lady Elizabeth Middleford. I am here to welcome you to the manor, if you have any other requests please refer them to my butler. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ [[An independent roleplay blog for Ciel of Kuroshitsuji]]

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I want to reblog to your open, but I have not the slightest how or what muse >///< sebastian is an obvious choice, but I am wondering about spicing it up by throwing in one of the reapers
deathscythesanddemonspells

you may do whatever you wish! if you do reblog it, i look forward to seeing what you do with it :)

Open Starter

the-sins-of-a-noble:

What is this I feel, in the darkness of the night? I am certain even I, with such perception, cannot sift through these emotions that are as heavy in my mind and heavy on my chest…for they are a mystery to me. Bound deep in chains, I cannot move and yet somehow, I must find the will to keep moving forward, despite it all. Keep fighting for some revenge I may never get, keep tolerant, keep level-headed and at this moment, I merely cannot. I am content with laying here as these chains constrict me tighter and pull me further down in the depths where I may drown in this dark place, and when the sun rises, so will I…and I will begin anew…Along with the vibrant hues etched into the sky brilliantly by the hand of God himself, I myself will wake with the sound of birds and warm sunlight caressing my skin. There, and only there, will I find my will to carry on once more. I will find the anger, sadness, and despair in my heart to exact my revenge, will find the patience to be tolerant, and the logic to be level-headed. I cannot even begin to fathom what the morn holds for me and yet, I dare to dream it is something painful. Something rough to be carved into my soul like the brand on my skin…for the proof that I was alive to slam into me in the form of a wave once more. Yet, the light is too bright for me, Heaven has condemned me, and though this is the unabashed truth that spills from my bruised lips, I will keep fighting, day and night, until I obtain what I have asked for…Selfish as that may be, it is my wish, and it will be granted…Even if I am torn to pieces and devoured…" Ciel murmured softly, staring into the darkness of his bedroom, merely musing aloud in the silence. It was warm, under his duvet, his hair splayed out on his angelic white pillow and yet his eyes could see nothing in the pitch black that swallowed everything in the night. Even the stars couldn’t be bothered to shine through and give some light if the moon wouldn’t even dare show it’s face. 

             誰もがきっと心の どこかに
           隠された闇を持っているもの

          Everyone surely has darkness
              Hidden somewhere in their heart

(Source: koto-mi)

"I like when you smile."
the-sins-of-a-noble

mei-rin-blossoms:

These words coming from the young Master’s lips…? Mei-Rin came to a halt, surprised, opening her mouth in shock. “I- I—” Her hand reached up to the glasses on her nose, readjusting them. “Th- thank you, young Master,” she muttered, blushing, the dark stain consuming her heeks, ears and neck.

"Oh, and you’re even more attractive when you are blushing as well, if that is even so," he responded smoothly with a small smile on his face. In the light of the manor, he seemed as if he was wrapped in a halo of midnight blue of the decor, and that smile looked so very sweet on his face. Yet…that one visible eye would tell another story, if the maid even dared ask.

themostloyalshortbus:

   I said I'd fight {B A C K}

I didn't say that I'd fight {F A I R}

Open Starter

What is this I feel, in the darkness of the night? I am certain even I, with such perception, cannot sift through these emotions that are as heavy in my mind and heavy on my chest…for they are a mystery to me. Bound deep in chains, I cannot move and yet somehow, I must find the will to keep moving forward, despite it all. Keep fighting for some revenge I may never get, keep tolerant, keep level-headed and at this moment, I merely cannot. I am content with laying here as these chains constrict me tighter and pull me further down in the depths where I may drown in this dark place, and when the sun rises, so will I…and I will begin anew…Along with the vibrant hues etched into the sky brilliantly by the hand of God himself, I myself will wake with the sound of birds and warm sunlight caressing my skin. There, and only there, will I find my will to carry on once more. I will find the anger, sadness, and despair in my heart to exact my revenge, will find the patience to be tolerant, and the logic to be level-headed. I cannot even begin to fathom what the morn holds for me and yet, I dare to dream it is something painful. Something rough to be carved into my soul like the brand on my skin…for the proof that I was alive to slam into me in the form of a wave once more. Yet, the light is too bright for me, Heaven has condemned me, and though this is the unabashed truth that spills from my bruised lips, I will keep fighting, day and night, until I obtain what I have asked for…Selfish as that may be, it is my wish, and it will be granted…Even if I am torn to pieces and devoured…" Ciel murmured softly, staring into the darkness of his bedroom, merely musing aloud in the silence. It was warm, under his duvet, his hair splayed out on his angelic white pillow and yet his eyes could see nothing in the pitch black that swallowed everything in the night. Even the stars couldn’t be bothered to shine through and give some light if the moon wouldn’t even dare show it’s face. 

Please Reblog if your muse isn’t just ‘the character I write as’, but is someone who is there with you.

silverinthedark:

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(Source: skeletonwithabowtie)

YOU ARE BACK <3 Gilbert missed you and Ciel >////< not gonna lie on that *confetti* welcome back
cheslockedwolf

outofconfectionary//

wow i didn’t expect anyone to really miss us omg >///u///<