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aww anonie!

you absolute cutie,

here are your hugs!!

thank you for your support!

Noé's reaction to trauma is interesting because it's different when someone else is involved.

Noé scream at Louis when he insults his grandparents and cries but talk about getting food and to see the country when he (barely) mention his experience as a slave (and Vanitas wouldn't have known about that part if Domi didn't tell him) and we know it was bad because he had the eye injury for days (maybe weeks) with vampires healing ability.

Noe has a really intense reaction to Naenia/the Queen when she appears because of Louis but says he completely is unbothered by being forced to drink blood from Jacques in chapter 57 (which, as a reminder, left him not being able to tell reality from dreams and crying on the ground until Vanitas grabbed his hand).

I think it's interesting and say something about how Noé sees himself and I wonder if there will be a point in the future where he can't do what he is doing in the future and how that's going to look.

All of that to say I really want a Noé arc and I hope with the new Archiviste, we'll get it (after the hiatus)

Hello ! Could we have The undertaker's reaction or a scenario at being asked for a dance from a lovely lady at a Phantomhive ball ?

You stared at the enigmatic man who stood across the room. He sure was strange, wearing a black robe to a lavish ball like this? How interesting this man was. For some reason unknown to you, you were drawn to him. You wanted to know who he was, where he came from, what he did, you wanted to know him.

You made your way towards him.

"Excuse me, sir" you tapped his shoulder to get his attention, which was given to you immediately.

"What can I do for you, my lady?" the mortician asked, grinning creepily. But you did not mind.

"I was wondering...if you would like a dance?" you asked shyly. The Undertaker froze, he was not expecting that.

"Wouldn't it be strange for a mere mortician like me to dance with a beautiful noble lady?" he laughed. Of course it would. You were dressed in a beautiful well-decorated gown, it would look unusual if you danced with a scary mortician dressed in dark robes. But you didn't care, you were fascinated by him, and no other human present interested you.

"So, have I been rejected?" you ask innocently. The undertaker laughed once more, and you smiled. His laugh sounded nice too. "Of course not, my lady." he paused to let out a laugh once more. "I cannot reject the opportunity such a beautiful lady." Undertaker offered you his hand, which you gladly took.

"But I must warn you, I do not dance well at all," he spoke. "That's alright, you can just follow my steps." you said as you led him to the dance floor. You began to waltz, he wrapped an arm around your waist while you kept a hand on his shoulder.

You soon found out that your partner was a liar. He danced relatively better than the other noblemen present there. "My lady, might I know why you chose me as your dance when there are so many better nobles present here?" he asked.

To be honest, even you did not know why. For some peculiar reason, you were drawn to him, he fascinated you.

"I....uh....found you kind of intriguing." you reply nervously. Undertaker laughed once more, making you feel embarrassed by your answer. "Intriguing? I must say, my lady, that you are quite a hilarious woman." he said between laughs. "Will I gain the pleasure of learning the name of this lady who finds me interesting?" he teases, fueling your embarrassment.

"It's (Y/n)," you reply. "And what is yours, good sir?" you ask him, curious to know more about this mysterious man. The man pulled you closer to him, and said, "You may call me Undertaker." Quite unsatisfied that you did not get his name, but his profession instead you frowned.

"Is that your true name?" you ask, frowning. The music comes to a halt, signaling the end of the dance. Yet none of your hands move from each other. He laughs, "Of course not, dove." he let's go of your waist, but his hands lock with yours. "What is your real name then?" you ask. It wasn't fair that you had given him your real name and he hadn't.

The mortician pauses for a while, before kissing your hand and saying, "Perhaps, I will reveal it to you if you visit me at the funeral parlour one day."

Are those the dorm leaders' skulls?

shit-

twst Incorrect quote #238

MC: “Sam. I need a human skull, and you can’t ask me any questions as to why.”

Sam: “Only if you don’t ask me any questions why I have these.”

Sam: *takes out a box with seven skulls*

MC: ….

Sam: ….

MC: “I’ll take this one.”