#preference tag

Tagged by no one. Took it from @katsujiilove

Rules: Bold your preference.

ancient or modern // bitter or sweet // chocolate or vanilla // coffee or tea // create or destroy // day or night // early bird or night owl // freckles or dimples // gold or silver // greek mythology or egyptian mythology // macarons or eclairs // hot or cold // thunder or lightning // typewritten or handwritten // secret garden or secret library // spicy or mild // dark magic or light magic // virtue or vice // ocean or desert // mermaids or sirens // known or unknown // rough or smooth // moon or stars // rain or snow

Tagged by @negrowhat - Thank you so much ~ ❤

Bold the things you prefer ✨

coffee or tea | early bird or night owl | chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop or alternative | freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks | mountains or fields | thunder or lightning | Egyptian mythology or Greek mythology | ivory or scarlet | flute or lyre | opal or diamond | butterflies or honeybees | macaroons or eclairs | typewritten or handwritten | secret garden or secret library | rooftop or balcony | spicy or mild | opera or ballet | London or Paris | Vincent van Gogh or Claude Monet | denim or leather | potions or spells | ocean or desert | mermaids or sirens | masquerade party or cocktail party

Thank you @atinybang for tagging me!

Rules: Bold the statements which apply to you. Italicise your aspirations. Tag nine people.

Air: I have small hands. I love the night sky. I watch small animals and birds when I pass them by. I drink herbal tea. I wake to see dawn. The smell of dust is comforting. I’m valued for being wise. I prefer books to music. I meditate. I find joy in learning new truths about the world around me.

Earth: I wear glasses. I enjoy doing the laundry. I am a vegetarian/vegan. I have an excellent sense of time. My humour is very cheerful. I am a valued adviser to my friends. I believe in true love. I love the chill of mountain air. I’m always listening to music. I am highly trusted by the people in my life.

Aether: I go without makeup in my daily life. I make my own artwork. I keep track of my tasks and time. I always know the true north. I see beauty in everything. I can always smell flowers. I smile at everyone as I pass by. I always fear history repeating itself. I have recovered from a mental disorder. I can love unconditionally.

coffee or tea | early bird or night owl | chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop or alternative | freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks | mountains or fields | thunder or lightning | Egyptian mythology or Greek mythology | ivory or scarlet | flute or lyre | opal or diamond | butterflies or honeybees | macaroons or eclairs | typewritten or handwritten | secret garden or secret library | rooftop or balcony | spicy or mild | opera or ballet | London or Paris | Vincent van Gogh or Claude Monet | denim or leather | potions or spells | ocean or desert | mermaids or sirens | masquerade party or cocktail party

Thank you @dirty-nctizens-7 and @byunmblebee for the tag!💖

coffee or tea | early bird or night owl | chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop or alternative | freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks | mountains or fields | thunder or lightning | Egyptian mythology or Greek mythology | ivory or scarlet | flute or lyre | opal or diamond | butterflies or honeybees | macaroons or eclairs | typewritten or handwritten | secret garden or secret library | rooftop or balcony | spicy or mild | opera or ballet | London or Paris | Vincent van Gogh or Claude Monet | denim or leather | potions or spells | ocean or desert | mermaids or sirens | masquerade party or cocktail party

Thank you @baekhyunbitz for the tag!

coffee or tea | early bird or night owl | chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop or alternative | freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks | mountains or fields | thunder or lightning | Egyptian mythology or Greek mythology | ivory or scarlet | flute or lyre | opal or diamond | butterflies or honeybees | macaroons or eclairs | typewritten or handwritten | secret garden or secret library | rooftop or balcony | spicy or mild | opera or ballet | London or Paris | Vincent van Gogh or Claude Monet | denim or leather | potions or spells | ocean or desert | mermaids or sirens | masquerade party or cocktail party

Thanks again @trapped-inadystopianovel for tagging me!

coffee or tea (definitely a tea person) early bird or night owl chocolate or vanilla spring or fall silver or gold pop or alternative classic & instrumental freckles or dimples snakes or sharks mountains or field thunderstorm or lightning egyptian or greek mythology ivory or scarlet flute or lyre opal or diamond butterflies or honeybees macaroons or éclairs typewritten or handwritten secret garden or secret library rooftop or balcony spicy or mild opera or ballet London or Paris Vincent Van Gogh or Claude Monet denim or leather potions or spells ocean or desert mermaids or sirens masquerade ball or cocktail party

Sen: New chapter’s been released and STILL NO ELIZABETH. It is officially 666 days since Lizzy’s been gone. @how-long-has-lizzie-been-gone. My deepest apologies.

While she was engaged to Ciel, she always found it easiest to talk to Astre. Ciel always talked about his own brother, rather than himself, so Elizabeth found herself knowing more about her younger cousin. When the two weren’t watching Ciel’s fencing lessons, they’d run up to the study where Vincent was and read together. It was always Astre that let her ramble on and on about whatever she wanted.

Growing up, she’d always ask Edward to tie her hair for her. Her signature twintails stuck with her because Edward said that her hair resembled “the cutest little bunny”, as best as a nine year old could put it. So when Edward finally started attending Weston, she started doing her hair herself, all so her big brother could be proud of her independence when he came home for the holidays.

Under the ‘watchful eye’ of Soma (and Agni), Elizabeth loves to learn how to make foreign sweets - with Edward and Astre as her lovely test subjects taste testers. Perhaps her own passion for cooking stems from her father’s own skill, her most reliable critic who won’t shower her with compliments to appease her feelings. Her pride and joy, which has the official Soma Stamp of Approval, is her badam halwa, which she makes whenever Soma feels homesick during holidays.

Not only did Elizabeth have a hand in the promotion of Funtom’s perfume, but Astre often asks for her assistance in other business ventures as well. Elizabeth can be quite harsh with her criticism, giving Astre a sound-talking to whenever she sees flaws in his business decisions. While he may be sufficient in calculations, enough to build a toy empire, he needs Elizabeth’s compassion and heart to truly understand what the people want.

Being the Wife of the Queen’s Watchdog, isn’t what she sees her purpose as. Of course, it may be what she declares, but all she really wishes is to be “the Wife of Ciel”, the one she loves. Of course, she knows that in her position, it may be all that she’ll be seen as, or possibly “the Sister of the (eventual) Head of the British Knights” - but both are dreadfully long winded titles. Rather, Elizabeth Phantomhive. That name rings joyous bells to her. Reminding her that she’s still herself, despite her duties.

She’s been curious as to the freedoms that Nina describes in daily clothing. A free attire shouldn’t equate to indecency, should it? She’s always adored Nina’s trail-blazing fashions but didn’t see why it was necessary to create such an outburst over it. 

Speaking of fashion, Elizabeth once wanted to work at Nina’s tailors. Despite her mother’s wishes, Elizabeth sometimes spends a day watching Nina work, trying to understand the complexities of fabrics. Her own reasoning was so that she’d be able to make clothes for her children when she eventually had them but… Elizabeth gets the feeling that telling Nina will only make her take over every little outfit she gets to work on.

Learning from the finest governesses and the encouragement of her father, Elizabeth is a skilled violist. While Alexis, Edward and Astre are all violinists… she ends up in high demand. Edward and Astre bicker relentlessly and passionately over who she’ll play with next. They both claim to know her playing style far better in a clash of Classical versus Romantic.