#azuresins

10. game you were best at in p.e.? Avoiding the instructor until the end of the hour. 27. favourite activity to do in cold weather? Hike to waterfalls. No one is there because the trails are more dangerous but they’re at their peak flow. 53. what is the current state of your hands? Sticky because I touched a sticky plant and nature is stronger than soap. 72. worst subject? Literature. I have a much smaller attention span for fiction and when someone tells me to read I automatically resent it and don’t want to.

Ciel hugging Bitter Rabbit ♥︎ (Chapter 16)

A custom theme made for @azuresins​ to celebrate 1 month of dedication to each other. ♥︎ I’m going to work on custom matching pages for this theme, but for now, your links will appear in the container.

I beside you, not to speak lies, and to build for you truth; make monsters of men, ashes of cities. Clear a tattered path beneath your sparkling shoe, and suffer those who tired to reap you of your glory. The master of your fate, and I your champion, to carry out your every will; until, the day I may carry you to victory, and to your mortal end. Together, dancing into darkness of legend, one within the breast of the beast. You are king over all that ailed you, and I am your keeper in time eternal. Your soul that scarred the earth in vengeance, that carved his legacy in blood, laid bare across the bones of my eternity, complete in your wishes fulfilled. Your death is your beginning, and my final toll; That you lay yourself before me, dissolved in body and mind to the might of my touch, and surrendered to the will of the divine. 

It was not unusual that you should suffer from terrors in your dreams. I had since learned not to wake you for fear of startling you into a panic, as I had done in the past. Usually, my aim had been to calm you, as was my duty, but these battles only you could fight. You thrashed about and begged for relief; you spoke not to me, but the devils of your dreams.   For the first time since I had taken this form, I felt something like sympathy at your cries, and for the first time I struggled to ignore them. I dare not wake you; instead I knelt at your bedside and began to whisper in tones I hoped might soothe you, much like cooing to a frightened animal.  To my surprise, calm came over you in pieces, your wails turned to whimpers and the sweat that beaded down your face began to fade. Relief swept me as it swept you, an empathy unknown to me before that day.  Finally, still nested in your slumber, you came to whisper back to me “Sebastian.” I lurched with your call for me. I rested a washcloth over your tired eyes and buttoned down your gown so that the night wind could touch you. You said nothing more to me, but you were awake, at least for a time. Your thanks was a muted smile, that soon faded as you fell to sweeter slumber.

This is a gift for my most adored Ciel, @azuresins. I’m not the singer I used to be, but I know how much you like this song and hope I did it justice for you. My fondest memories are singing for you, so hopefully my voice is at least a little something like you remember. ♥︎