#oracletm

┊ ❛  ❈  ⊱     relationship hc’s  !!    &    @honcrs      ‹  accepting  › 

as kids ,    rachel shortened bon’s lifespan by 10 years every other day .    cue rachel sleeping in    &    not getting rdy for her lessons   ?    rachel coMPLETELY DISREGARDING HER GOVERNESS   ?    rachel being one hell of a brat    &    just doing things to her own rhythm   ?    rACHEL   ???    rachel vc:   “my bad ,   but ilu too  <333”

rachel once visited bon in the middle of the night   …    yes ,    she sneaked out of her room    (    way past her curfew    )    &    tiptoed into the servant’s quarters .    why   ?    bc she found an injured rabbit in the courtyard    &    thought that 1 in the morning was a good time to bring it up .

she feels immense    GUILT    for always falling ill    &    inconveniencing bon .    rachel knows that every time she’s bedridden ,    bon is the one that tends to her throughout the night .    rachel hates being a burden ,    she hates making those she care abt worry   ?

┊ ❛  ❈  ⊱     bon is the cutest    &    @oracletm.

          vincent  phantomhive .     an  image  of  his  face  disturbs  her  musings     ———     earning  a    vehement    sigh     &     a  dismissive  wave   …     as  if  that  can  rid  her  mind  of  him .     rachel’s  seemingly    unprompted    act  earns  a  raised  brow  from  bonamy ,    to  which  rachel  sighs  again .      ❛     ———     i  just  thought  an    infuriatingly    persistent  man   …     `

          not  many  can  elicit  such    FERVENT    reactions  from  rachel    …     &     bonamy  knew  exactly  who     (     of  course  she  did ,    rachel  could  hide    little    from  her     ) .     ‘  he  doesn’t  deserve  you ,    y’know    ?     …     you’re just  —    too  perfect  for  him    !  ’

┊ ❛  ❈  ⊱     meme    &    @oracletm      ‹  selectively accepting  ›

          ‘pon reading the note ,   rachel immediately puts it over the candle    (    countenance neutral as it disintegrates ,   until only ashes remain    ).    it was from the queen    ———    she detailed her grievances    &    as the countess she’s to look into it  …   this will be her first request as per the queen.

          gloved hands crumple the fabric o’er her chest ,   as if it can calm the unease parading in her chest.   however ,   even when her heart pounded against her ears ,   bonamy’s gentle query catches her attention  …   within the maid’s hold ,   a pair of black gloves.  

          a subconscious gnaw on the insides of her cheeks ,   a fruitless attempt to suppress distant memories.    vincent never allowed her to help him put on his gloves  …   it was a  symbol  that her beloved was no longer    ——    he is was earl phantomhive ,    the queen’s watchdog.    now ,   was it time for  her  to lose a part of herself   ?    a quiver lingers on fingertips as she discards her white gloves for the black pair.   ocean blues stare down at it.    they’re but a pair of black gloves now ,   but  …  as blood soak these hands ,   is her soul damned beyond salvation   ?

          if she was honest ,   she didn’t care.    a life without vincent ,   a life without her children was a life not worth living  …   it’s just    ——    her gaze falls on bonamy ,   the darkness in her eyes unreadable.   to drag her cherished friend into this  …   it may be her last regret.    however ,   despite everything ,   she’s  grateful.    even if she can never rid her hand of blood ,   even if death trails her heels ,   she’s glad her children need not walk down this path.   she’s glad that vincent is free from these chains.

┊ ❛  ❈  ⊱     meme    &    @oracletm      ‹  not accepting  ›

          breath     hitches     ————     in   …    hesitation    ?     how  odd.    she,    who  dreams  of  stolen  glances      &     ardor  that  transcends  conventional  chains,    hesitates    ?     downward  gaze      (     pretending  to  focus  on  her  glass     )      trails  upwards,     cerise  tiers  curl,     yet  wistful  countenance   BETRAYS.

          yes.     the  answer  lodges,    her  throat  a  grave  for  unspoken  sentiments.

┊ ❛  ❈  ⊱     wth bruhh    &    @oracletm.

┊ ❛  ❈  ⊱     meme    &    @oracletm      ‹  not accepting  ›

          sharp pain radiates from the back of her leg     ———     a   punishment   for her    DISOBEDIENCE.    yet,    the experience begins to dissipate     /     wane from the depths of her mind      (    lesson   not   learned     ).     instead,     giggles bubble from her chest     (     hearty     &     unrestrained     ).     oh,    dear bonnie;    feisty     &     her   voiced    advocate   !     did she know    ?     she was rachel’s main pillar of  support.

                                                    `     thank you.     `

Brow raised, a second of silence before the Earl was chuckling at the mere thought. He learned to destroy any guilty feelings he might harbor long ago as they’d only hold him down.