Perhaps all this time I have been waiting for this storm to come.

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Wedding

I interlace my fingers with yours. "I love you", I say, my face brimming red. But you are already used to that. You look at me and smile. 
Any other person wouldn't have recognized it as a smile, but I know you better.
I say my vow and so do you, and we watch as the invisible, red string connecting us ever since we met is thickening, glowing.
"So after today, can I call you hubby?" My voice resonates from the walls of the empty hall. Just an empty hall, a table, a delicious dinner and two people face to face.
"No", you say, your smile fading and I give you a grumpy look, ready to name a hundred arguments and Why is your wifey not allowed to call you hubby, huh, punk?!
After all this time we didn't change a bit, and neither did our feelings. Or well, maybe we did change, but we never stopped being ourselves. We never stopped fighting and we never stopped making up, I guess that's what makes us so special. We're irreplacable in each other's life, no matter how many people we meet, and today, there's just the two of us.
I squeeze your hand once, twice, as if I wanted to comfort you, but I'm actually comforting myself. I'm so close to crying that I need to remind myself that after this, it's not over. We're just starting a new chapter.
There are a lot of chapters in our life.
One is called 'Meeting for the first time' and one is called 'Marrying the one I love' and if I had to say, it's the most beautiful chapter by far, at least until now. But once again, this is not the end. After this there are going to be a lot of hardships and a lot of fights. A lot of tears, shouting, anger, jealousy, disappointment. But we shouldn't forget about the times we're happy that we have each other, happy that it's each other we chose to spend the rest of our lives with.
And honestly, if I had the chance to restart my life, I'd still want to meet you again. Fall in love with you again, build a family with you and come home to you, come home to you every single day.
"You're annoying", you say and I'm baffled, cause you show absolutely no delicacy.
"Are you aware of the fact that this is our wedding? Gosh, idiot, at least let me be annoying for one day in my life", I answer, but the look you are giving me clearly shows 'You're persistent and annoying every day though'. Though once again, for every one else, your expression just looks stern.
Well, you're right. I'm persistend and annoying and you're an idiot without delicacy.
And yet, we're going to stay with each other, aren't we, hubby?

You see;

You see, love, I really want to be gone.
I don't want to kill myself, I don't want to cut.
I just want to vanish and be elsewhere without any pain.

sometimes, I lean back and the tears just flow right out of my eyes, without me blinking, without having even a single sad thought.

sometimes, I smile and then I think I'm happy and then the day is over and my muscles just hurt from laughing. It just hurts and it's a pain I can't get used to. Because for me, smiling is unnatural.
I'm a person that smiles, laughs a lot.
I always have been, ever since I was a kid-
But I've become tired of faking.
That's why I spend 20 hours per day on the internet, where I can post smileys that indicate me laughing without having to give any physical proof.
I should probably stop already.
If only we had a bathtub. I would have drowned myself ages ago.
But no, we only have a shower.
Is there another way to get a painless death?
I want to be gone.

-

“Before I fell
in love with words,
with setting skies
and singing birds -
it was you I fell
in love with first.”

-Lang Laev

Your Love Is A Song [FANFICTION] Chapter 1

LeoxElliot AU / Elliot is being sent into a city near Sablier to investigate an old building. On the way though he meets a boy that is most likely to live on the street. With nothing but a violin and his own clothes the stranger quite fascinates the noble, or more so, his music does. And so, their story begins.

ENJOY THE FIRST CHAPTER. The second will follow next week~
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1- THE HOUSE OF FIANNA

Elliot Nightray sighed and could only watch as his sister Vanessa passed him to buy her ice creme.
"What else could you do in this city?", she had asked and he had known no answer. After all, he too had no clue what to do in an empty place like this. Why had Ernest sent them here in the first place? Oh right, there was that one building he was meant to take an eye on. They had more than enough time to do that later though.
Vanessa came back with a happy expression and told him immediately that she wouldn't let him take a lick.
"Who'd ask for that?", Elliot snapped back, thus earning a punch on his head.
"I'm still older than you, so watch your tone, dwarf", she laughed with a wicked smile and went ahead of him.
Both didn't really have a sense of direction, but somehow they had ended up in various places such as an empty playground, a park without trees and many streets with random piles of trash at their side.
They finally made their way crossing the street at a tunnel to the building they were sent to investigate, when something caught Elliot's attention.
It was a soft melody coming from the other end of the tunnel.
"You hear that?", he asked Vanessa and rushed to the source of the tunes without waiting for an answer.
"Elly!"
"Stay there! I'll be right back", he shouted back and searched for the one playing the music. But there wasn't anyone. There was only emptiness and the obvious lack of trees.
Just when Elliot was about to turn back he heard a sudden voice coming from below, a rude one at that.
"Do you need an invitation to get lost or are noble's these days able to figure out when their presence is the most disturbing to others by themselves?", a calm male voice said.
To his feet, on the ground, there was a young boy near his age, clasping his hands around a tiny violin, shooting death glares up to him. Everything about the stranger screamed bewilderness; The way his hair was messy and his bangs covered his eyes, how his shirt was too big and dirty to the core, the way that his skin was pale and thin above his bones.
"You- Don't you need a certification for playing music for a publicum?", was Elliot's counterattack, ignoring the offends of the stranger. At least that boy had seen a noble before, if he knew that Elliot himself was one only judging by his clothes.
"Do you see a publicum anywhere? I'm playing for myself only. Now do I need to remind you that you're disturbing the people that I play for, alas, me?"
"What's your name? I guess I need to report you to the city", Elliot retorted, ignoring the boy's words once again.
"Oh really now?", the said one asked, "Didn't you notice on your way here that there aren't many people coming here? This city lives from tourists like you. It's a corpse."
"Your name?", Elliot asked again, irritated this time.
Something just made him curious about this boy. The way he spoke, the way he played the violin and the sole thing that he was in possession of one all didn't fit in with this picture of him laying in the dirt. It just seemed off.
"Elly is a pretty girly name isn't it? Pretty feminine. Fitting for someone born as the heir. People like you will never get a clue of the truely cruel things in this world."
"Shut up! That's because my name is Elliot Nightray, and not 'Elly'!" Angered, Elliot glanced down on the boy once again, noticing his lack of shoes. It was the middle of August, but the temperate still wasn't as endurable without shoes. He felt responsibility since he had now found the boy and couldn't just leave him there, but his personality sure was tough.
Mentioning his nickname he took a step back to see Vanessa still resting at the other side of the tunnel. He sighed in relief and turned his attention back to the stranger.
"Elliot Nightray, huh...No wonder I never heard of him", the black haired boy ironically smiled and started playing that melody again.
"I take that you won't tell me your name. Say, where are you from? Forgetting about this whole reporting stuff for now, what's your family's name?" Elliot had a hard time focusing since that beautiful composition was going right through his veins and he had this weird feeling that he knew it all too well.
But he didn't have to concentrate anymore because the noirette stopped playing immediately and returned Elliot's gaze for the first time. "How would I know?", he asked back, his voice being a little louder than before. The noble caught a glimpse of the stranger's eyes and shivered. Had that been his eyes? Really? Not that they'd been similar to someone he knew, it was the other way round. They were of a color Elliot had never seen before.
Beautiful eyes, at that. Eyes that seemed to see through his soul, fixiating the noble's heart with his mere gaze.
Just as he wanted to ask yet another question, his sister interrupted him. "Elly! We still need to do that investigation!"
Elliot grumbled and turned to the stranger, pointing his finger at him. "I'll definitely come back and report you!", he barked, now seemingly tousled in confusement.
"Wipe off your shoes the next time, we wouldn't want the stage to be dirty", the noirette said, not moving an inch.
"I'm being serious!", the noble shouted as he went back to his sister.
I'm serious.
"Just why did you take so long?!", his sister scolded him when he reached her, panting a little.
"Sorry, sorry. Just some- issues", he answered in a roundabout way, leaving his sister dumbfounded and curious. He didn't lose another word about the stranger though, because he thought of the raven boy as his own secret, buried in this empty street, under the tunnel just around that corner.
And so, while Elliot was brooding over the recent issues and Vanessa was asking him weird questions, they made their way to the building.
To The House of Fianna.
The House Of Fianna was an unseemingly small building in the middle of nowhere. One of the sort that you'd just pass by without even noticing it was there in the first place.
And yet, even though it was so tiny, there were a bunch, no, thousands of kids running through the halls and passing Elliot and his sister while they were talking to one of the nuns.
"We were sent here by my Father, Bernard Nightray, to investigate this building. Though nothing seems to be off here?", he stated and searched for any hints of hidden messages in the nuns expressions.
"That's right", the nun answered, her eyes glancing down at the ground in a sad manner. "As you can see, we are quite the big orphanage for a small town like that. But lately, the kids that we're taking care of have gone missing one after another. We already have a way shorter amount of residents than we had one month ago! But no one knows the cause. We're truly worried about these kids, there's a reason they're here. We're the only one's for them after all. Who'll miss them when they're gone? This has to stop."
Vanessa stole a suspicious glance at him, harboring the same uneasy feeling as Elliot in her belly. "We understand. We'll do what we can for now. Is it possible to talk to the children?"
The nun nodded. "Of course. They're all important evidences, so you're free to do anythign in order to solve the mystery. Just, please make it stop..."
The blonde turned around and watched the kids play happily with each other. Since he was young he hadn't ever been able to stand the sight of sad people. He didn't know how to comfort them, especially not in this case. That would be Vanessa's privilege.
Just as he wanted to take a step, he felt the sensation of someone running into him on his sides and turned around to look at the culprit. At the ground there was a brow-haired boy, rubbing his head while murmuring a couple of curses. "Sorry", he whispered and shied away. "I wasn't looking where I was going."
Normally Elliot would have shouted at any person running into him to 'Gooddamn watch their step, for heaven's sake!', but the only felt himself snap even more when he saw the boy was scared and angsty of him. Those kids...were brought up to be weaklings, that's what he thought.
Before he could react, Vanessa was already at the boy's side and comforted him. "No, no, you didn't do anything wrong! Look, this dwarf's eyebrows always look scaaaary like that, he doesn't mean it! He was born with that kind of face, the poor dwarf. It's not like you can help running into him when he obviously stood in the middle of the room, right?~"
"NESSA", Elliot barked and raised a fist. "Who'd you just call a dwarf, you pedophile?!"
In split seconds the felt a hard knock on his head and when he opened his eyes, the furious expression of his black-haired sister met his. "What did you just say, Elly?", she said in a creepily slow voice. "Did you forget who's older?~"
Alarmed, the blonde took a step back and tried to escape the death wishes of his sister.
And while the siblings kept fighting, the nun watched them with a serious expression and the small boy stood up, his face painted with nervous laughters. Elliot only saw it for a split second, but the nun's face definitely gave him the shivers.
Something is definitely off here, he thought to himself, before Vanessa's punch hit him once more.
Soon after, they apologized for the mess and were quick to finish all that was left, before heading out of the building.
"Well, it's your fault for being unreasonable", the younger brother said and took the lead.
"Oh yeah? I could swear it was your fault for standing in the middle of the room, my dear idiotic brother", Vanessa retorted.
"Watch it!"
They were already on their way back, after they had just quickly exchanged goodbye's with the head of the orphanage and already, the siblings were arguing again. "You're just too proud to let it slide. That I call you a dwarf, I mean. And the thing with your eyebrows. They really ARE creepy, you know?"
"THAT AGAIN? Well, SO ARE YOU!", Elliot retorted and sighed. "We should rather talk about that House Of Fianna, 'cause fighting won't take us anywhere. So. Got any ideas?"
Vanessa shook her head. "I've never heard about anything like this before, and neither have Ernest and Claude. I have more experience with these kind of cases after all. But the question is...why would someone target a run-down orphanage like that?"
That's what Elliot didn't quite understand either. Nothing in this town was really worth spending one's time here. It was neither beautiful nor interesting, not even clean. It was just a huge bundle of nothing. But maybe that was what attracted the culprit? "Maybe it's as the nun said", he suggested, "these kids have no one. If they are to go missing, it won't be long before there's not one person left that remembers them anymore. The culprit could just kidnap them and do... practically anything to them, use them for all he wants and get away with it."
"But not now that we're on the case", Vanessa corrected him and her brother nodded in agreement. At least they were agreeing on something when it was about work.
"I have a hunch that this whole town is strange. Like everything here is woven, as if everything seems to be a fassade in order to keep a secret from us."
Vanessa gave him another knock on his forehad, this time a gentle, loving, sisterly one. "You're thinking too hard about it, Elly. Let's just go home for today. Tomorrow you can make theories about it all you want, but you should sleep a bit on the way back to the estate for now... You look tired."
Elliot nodded and when they were sitting in front of each other in the carriage half an hour later, he really was quick to fall asleep, while leaning on the windowsill with his ellbow.
And strangely, in his dreams there was no trace of anything involving the case. He only saw slick, long fingers elegantly wielding a fiddlestick to the rythm of a strange melody he could swear he'd heard before. Somewhere, for sure.

PROMPT WEEK- Day 3

AIUJISj3O§
my favorite Challenge-Day of them all >O< HOLY SHIET ♥

Day 3 - Favorite Pairing
~ For today’s challenge just take your OTP from Pandora Hearts and do anything you want doesn’t matter if its canon, noncanon (no crossovers though)

DAY 3

ELLIOTxLEO

To be honest, I've already said a lot about what Elliot Nightray and Leo Baskerville mean to each other in my first prompt about Leo.

Equality.

That's the big word here.

But what really fascinates me, about them- yes, fascinates- is their undying devotion for each other, may it be in a romantic way or not. I mean, that devotion is canon. It's nothing that we fangirls add to those two. It's more like the reason why we started shipping them. (Also because they're both darn hot, yes.)

I mean, if I had to describe my current feels for this shipping, I could only use some tumblr people's words to describe them:

"Me and Elleo; problems. #1

Good. Now I can’t watch a video about Elleo because, feels, and I cry. BUT OTP."

"Elleo/Ellileo/ElliotxLeo/PAIN.

OTP OTP OTP.

MY KOKORO MAKES DOKI DOKI WHEN I SEE ELLEO.

BUT I CRY.

OH GOD.

WHY SO FLANGST."

"To anyone that’s read Pandora Hearts, I think it was blatantly obvious that Elliot and Leo were secretly fucking."

"DO YOU EVER THINK ABOUT ELLIOT AND LEO PLAYING GAMES OR I DON'T KNOW TRAINING SWORD FIGHTING AND LEO IS A FUCKING BADASS AT EVERYTHING AND KEEPS WINNING AND ELLIOT GETS PISSED OFF AND ALL GRUMOY BUT THEN LEO SAYS "Elliot, shall we have a real match?" AND THEN LEO LETS ELLIOT WIN JUST TO SEE HIM ALL DOKI DOKI HAPPY

LEO CANT USE SWORDS THOUGH REMEMBER HES„, HOPELESS WITH SWORDS„„,

THAT t would be really funny though Eliot’s all like “yoooooo i need you to help me with sword practice” and he hands Leo a sword and Leo cant even fuckign hold a sword i mean do you see any muscle definition on that boy

and Eliots just like “what the fuck is wrong with you pick up the sword dude”"

"*gets Elleo feels thrown into face aggressively*"

"Oh god all this Elliot/Leo feels are coming at me all over again

They never fucking made up okay!? And then the goddammed bastard’s last words were ”sorry, Leo”! that’s noT FUCKING OKAY"

"Even if Elliot died...

I know that in my keyboard E (elliot) and R (reo) will always be next to eachother

"

"

CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW HAPPY LEO IS HERE."

"ElliLeo Makes Me Emotional

THEY FUCKING WROTE SONGS FOR EACH OTHER.

IF THAT WASN’T CANON I DON’T KNOW WHAT IS GOD DAMMIT."

"IF LEO BASKERVILLE DIES TOO I’M GONNA BE A COLD HEARTED ASSASSIN. I’LL TURN IN MY RESUME AND THEY’LL BE LIKE “HOLY SHIT THIS GIRL SURVIVED THE DEATHS OF ELLIOT, XERXES BREAK AND LEO BASKERVILLE. GET HER OUT ON THE FIELD.”"

Okay. So. xD

I don't know, let me just talk about the two of them here for a while. You see, Leo has always been abandoned by everyone, because he was "different" and could see things that no one else could see. He was USED to people backing away from him and being alone. And then Elliot came.

Lemme just talk about Elliot. Elliot was always noble-minded. He was proud too, very very proud. He was used to people talking to him as if he were more important than them and he wanted to be regarded as a noble by everyone. But what he truly wanted was someone who just saw him for himself and not his position. But that was not possible for him, because his proudness was in the way.

So no imagine these two people MEETING each other. Goddamnit.

Elliot was Leo's Salvation. He was the first one that didn't care when Leo wanted to hide and was all sarcastic to him. Because he looked at Leo with the same respect and worth as himself. He didn't think of him as a lowlife, he thought of him as his EQUAL. Yes, this big word; Equality.

And for Elliot, on the other hand, Leo was exactly what he needed too.

Leo's first words to Elliot were: "Can't you see that you're disturbing me?"

And even though he hurt Elliot's pride, Elliot came back. because he felt, as he said himself, "genuine curiosity".

Even though they'd never tell each other that, they were exactly what they needed. And their lives were worth so much for each other, that Elliot killed his OWN BROTHERS when they planned on getting rid of Leo. And Leo said he wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone, even himself, if he turned out to be an enemy of Elliot.

Also, I just want to say this, but they're both speaking the language of flowers, play the piano and fucking gave each other songs as a present. Why are they not canon? Seriously.

THEY WERE JUST SO EQUAL.

Leo would've done anything for Elliot, but he also would always correct him if he was in the wrong. They'd fight with each other, Leo probably throwing things like chairs and tables and Elliot punching him, because yes, in fact, Leo is very violent and not subdued at all and only seemed so calm, because Elliot was nearly always the one who lost his temper first, which made Leo regain his temper in contrary.

AND NOW COMES THE REAL FEELS.

So what if one of these equals dies? Leo thinks it was his fault that Elliot died, which it, in fact, isn't. It's not his fault. Elliot was wounded by a chain called Humpty Dumpty and would've died on the spot if Leo hadn't made him drink Humpty Dumpty's blood and thus have him make a contract with the chain.

Of course Elliot someday HAD to die and leo only stretched the time, but Leo was NOT AT FAULT. Anyways, Elliot had no memories of that day and was denying all hints, didn't want to see the truth.

In fact, everyone besides Leo forgot about that incident and the children that died that day. From then on everyone, even Elliot, begins to think that Leo has lost his mind. For Leo that was like falling into a hole, because it was as if again there was a wall between him and the rest of the world.

But he was still devoted to Elliot and when Elliot really died, it was all over for him. He blamed himself and thought, that, without Elliot, Leo ceased to exist too. When Elliot first dies, Leo doesn't want to accet the truth and only screams and doesn't seem to be able to cry. He only cries two times; first when he hears Elliot's last words, told to him by Vincent: "I'm sorry, Leo."

And the second time when Oz tells Leo/Glen that he doesn't want to destroy anything, he only wants to destroy himself and says that, if Elliot could see him now, he'd give him a hard punch for all the shit he has done, because it is a masters duty to look out for his servant.

And yes, I am very fascinated by Leo's and Elliot's love for each other, because it is so unique. Even after Elliot's death, Leo is not able to forget him. And because he thins he himself shouldn't be allowed to live anymore, he wants to destroy himself, but acts as if he wanted to destroy other people.

After Oz punched him like Elliot would and Leo is reminded of Elliot and cries, he lets go of himself for real this time. From then on "Leo" doesn't exist anymore and he simply follows the wishes of "Glen Baskerville", the soul that resides within him.

That's practically the story of the both.

seriously, it's so fluffy and so angsty at the same time, it's killing me.

I've always wished to talk to someone about these two, but well, now I've talked to the whole world about them, though no one really reads my blog.

Now you know everything about my OTP-fangirl-heart. >o<

Take good care of it ~

PROMPT WEEK- Day 2

Im very excited for the next theme, to be honest. Cause it includes writing about one of the deepest characters in PH. ~

Day 2 - Favorite Villain
~ For today make something based off your favorite villain.

DAY 2

JACK VESSALIUS

Since I've been writing an introduction that was way too long in the last prompt, I'm going to cut the introduction here. I'm just going to write about what I love about the following character or what makes him a great villain. If you're interested, you should read the manga. Well, you should probably still read the manga, even if you're not interested!

Anyways, today I'm going to talk about Jack Vessalius. 

In the 'legend' Jack Vessalius is a great hero that killed Glen Baskerville after he caused the Tragedy of

Sablier 100 years ago. The truth is, that Jack was the one who wanted to let Sablier sink into the Abyss and he was also the one that killed Glen Baskerville, who wanted to stop him.

He did this with the help of a chain called 'B-Rabbit' (goddamn bigass spoiler). Right now, the chain 'B-rabbit' is consuming Jack's body, since his own body/container had been destroyed. With this connection, Jack can sometimes use Oz' B-Rabbit Power. (Oz=B-Rabbit) 

The reason why Jack Vessalius wanted to drop Sablier into the Abbys in a girl called Lacie, who was born as a Child of Misfortune. Jack met Lacie when he was at the brink of death and Lacie smiled at him and asked him for his name. Jack fell in love with Lacie and worked hard to get acknowledged as one of the Vessalius dukedom's members. When Jack met Lacie again, it was already for sure that she'd be casted into the Abbys, but she didn't tell Jack and one day just vanished.. Her brother, Oswald- the current Glen-, was the one who casted her into the Abbys.

And because Lacie loved 'this cruel, beautiful world' so much, Jack decided that, if he can't bring Lacie into the world, he'd just bring the world to Lacie, aka. he decided to
drop Sablier into the Abbys.

That's it for an introduction.

There are many reasons why I love Jack. First, his undying love and loyalty for Lacie, which might sound creepy as hell and crazy for most of the people, and it certainly is, but I adore that about him.

jack has always been described as "water", because when you looked into Jack's eyes it'd be like looking into water: You only saw your own reflection, you never saw JACK.

I adore Jack, because he was willing to work hard and RAISE HELL for Lacie's sake, even if his motives were really fucking creepy. I like his personality. He's obnoxious, but I like him that way.

Jack is someone who neevr let anyone see inside him, not even Lacie. He was a great actor and could trick you into thinking that he was on your side. He'd

smile at you without really smiling.

And there was only one goddamn thing that mattered to him: Lacie.

In a way I also think that he resembles Leo: After he had lost everything, there was that one person that saved him and he became willing to do anything for that person. However, after that person's "death" he loses all purpose.

Resembles Leo quite a bit, huh?

If I had to decide between the two, I'd still prefer Leo though, because even though Jack could trick everyone into thinking he was a friend and, in fact, HUMAN, I can't look at him as one, since he owned no personality of his own, nothing that was his, nothing that made him so undeniably Jack.

And Leo had.

That's why Jack is still my favorite villain though, because he sometimes seems to me just like an innocent
little kid, not getting what he wants and not understanding why nothing is going his way. Raging, because he only wants this ONE thing, but it never works out for him.