#devourtm

                       𝓢𝓹𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓫𝓸𝓫 𝓢𝓺𝓾𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼.

“How dare you to make such harsh accusations.” He gasped and faked being offended when being accused. “I will never wish for such thing to happen, you are unbelievable Mephisto.” His eyes looked away then his lips showed a faint smile, “I won’t have an ideal partner for when the human race perishes. You can’t die just yet 我的爱 ( my love ), the humans haven’t pay for what they did to my ancestors and I want you to be by my side when they beg for their lives.”

|| 昨夜 || :: maybe she was getting a little soft. the GENBU couldn’t help the fleeting thought that came upon her mind, lingering for a little longer than she would’ve liked. the black warrior had just gotten out of another FIGHT with a middle-ranked demon, from which she attained this rather nasty cuts upon her arm and on the side of her body. she came to eliminate them when a body of a man was found having his soul sucked out dry. however, as it turned out, the DEMON did it to protect a child from her abusive father. and she lost her motivation to continue the fight. thus, she was here, in an EMPTY PARK at night --- lost in thoughts until she could feel another presence.

                another demon ?

                a TALL form, with rather elegant posture and eyes of OCEAN yet resembling the endless abyss, almost a giveaway of his IDENTITY as a demon. he didn’t appear hostile just yet, and her bones still ACHED from the previous fight. their gazes met, and she analyzed him just as he did her. intelligent one,  then. careful and analytic. a smart one.

                                       Meph and Count texting. 

                                Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

To: 我的爱 

                                             Meph and Count texting.

                                Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

To: 我的爱 

I miss you but you are busy, when are you coming back? When you are coming back you should stay here with me, the shop is so lonely without you. 

  Send one of the following symbols, if you can’t see the symbol, send the colour.

🟠 Orange - Do you see any similarities between you and your muse?

The only similarities I can think is the hair style, I had the same haircut for years until I decided to let it grow. We both like animals and tea and we speak more than one language.

⚪ White - What drew you so much to your muse?

I remember I saw the anime once but that was it then I remember the series again two summers ago and that is when I decided to make the blog. Count is a very cool character and when I saw his eyes that is what got my attention, the little bit of info I have about him is also very interesting because I still don’t know if he is a clone of his father and grandpa or a God. 

🔴 Red - Do you have a dream AU you haven’t written in yet?

The series was created around the 90′s so I don’t know what kind of AU would be best… I have friends that roleplay Black Butler characters and I thought making a verse around the Victorian era. He will still sell his animals and people still dying but this would be in a different timeline, imagine he sells something to the Queen and she dies? That would be the best way to end the series, just kidding but so far I haven’t really come up with any other AU I would like to try and if I do I will test it out to see if it works. 

@devourtm  /   meme.

“ why ? ”  innocence  makes an odd din from his tongue,  dull like an unwhetted blade,  like it doesn’t belong in a voice as stained and weathered as his.  the question falls flat,  no real inquiry to its body.  indifference could crush him in its grasp,  it hugs him so close. 

he does not understand such  interest  in him.  why others always try to reach in and dig out some hidden piece of him,  as if between hallowed bones hasn’t always lain a graveyard.  one should not be surprised,  he thinks,  to find only bones. 

his draped shoulders lift,  barely,  an uncommitted shrug.  all he has to offer. 

                       𝓢𝓹𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓫𝓸𝓫 𝓢𝓺𝓾𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼.

“Are they? Would ever know what are you thinking?” Count brushed his hair while the other laid his head on his lap, the moments they both shared were cherished and Count liked when the other dropped by to visit him. “If you are being consumed by your thoughts just tell me and I will do my best to free you from whatever is bothering you.” Count’s painted lips kissed his forehead and stared at his rouge eyes, “you don’t have to torture yourself my dear because that is my job and not yours.”