ankou-of-london
Momento Mori
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"Ah, welcome to my funeral parlor! For a mere laugh, I'll tell you what you wish to know." ((Independent RP blog for Undertaker from Kuroshitsuji. Please read rules. Headcanon name for my muse is Alexander King)) ((Multifandom and Multishipping))
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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Offline all accounts for a while
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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Oh ugh, I can't do replies. Just gonna make Sasha now~
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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He raised a brow, though hidden, and chuckled. "Ah, nothing at all m'dear. Now, I do not see you as anything like a helpless maiden. Archery is fun I suppose." Another chuckle escaped him at the mention of Robin Hood. He bit his tongue to make a comment, remembering back to when the infamous archer was still alive. It had been such a shame to reap his soul.
"I'd like to see you practice sometimes. It always intrigues me how skilled others are." He shifted a bit and brushed the bangs from his face. His emerald eyes shone with interest, locking onto amythest hues. "I recall when I was younger, I used to accel in sword fighting." he mused with an amused grin.
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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A soft sigh escaped the mortician, relieved to see thier daughter happy. "Good girl. Thank you for telling us. So what plans do you two have? And what time is he bringing you back?" he asked casually, chopping some vegetables. He wondered briefly if he should tail their child but it would be less suspicious if Ronal was the one to do it.
"You have everyone's phone number as well, yes? Ronnie's, Grell's Alan's, and Eric's? I just want to be sure you'll be able to reach any of them." he murmured, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
Their Little Girl
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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"They get it from you." he muttered, wrapping his arms about her waist. "Still, we get breakfast and a chance to rest more." Feeling affectionate, Alexander pressed kisses all along her face, humming softly. His nails raked gently against her smooth, porcelain skin. "I love you, Iris."
Family, Love, Death, Rebirth {ankou-of-london}
Iris yawned sleepily as she nestled closer to her husband, dreading the thumps of feet outside their door. Just by the sound, she already knew at least two of their three children were up, and either they’d come flying into their parents room or stand outside the door and keep knocking until either she or Alexander—Undertaker as he was more commonly known as—would get up to feed them. She let out a soft groan as the knocking came, leaning over and lightly poking her sleeping husband. “Alex…the children are up,” she said tiredly, not ready to leave their warm bed. “Didn’t we teach them how to cook?” she mumbled, yawning quietly.
Sasha huffed softly as she waited outside her parents door, taking turns with Nathan as they knocked on the door. “Mummy, Daddy, get up,” she called, peering through the keyhole and only seeing darkness. “It’s morning already!”
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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"Oh and I'm sure you'll be heartbroken when you're little earl's time come." He returned the smirk, nails tapping lightly against the polished wood of his desk.
"Is it? How many of the souls did you eat that were worth the trouble? Kehehe~"
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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Alexander snickered as he sat up, looking at their kids. They never failed to try and weasel their way out of cooking. "Your mother is right, kehehe! It'll always be special when you do it. Make sure you actually let David help. Sasha, I know you like to take on everything by yourself." he murmured before ploping down.
Sasha huffed and pouted. "I do not! Besides, it isn't my fault I know how to do everything and they don't." Grumbling she grabbed Nathan's hand and stomped off to get David. Alexander could only roll his eyes at her as she left. He motioned for Iris to come back to bed, whining. "Come on, Ris. I'm cold."
Family, Love, Death, Rebirth {ankou-of-london}
Iris yawned sleepily as she nestled closer to her husband, dreading the thumps of feet outside their door. Just by the sound, she already knew at least two of their three children were up, and either they’d come flying into their parents room or stand outside the door and keep knocking until either she or Alexander—Undertaker as he was more commonly known as—would get up to feed them. She let out a soft groan as the knocking came, leaning over and lightly poking her sleeping husband. “Alex…the children are up,” she said tiredly, not ready to leave their warm bed. “Didn’t we teach them how to cook?” she mumbled, yawning quietly.
Sasha huffed softly as she waited outside her parents door, taking turns with Nathan as they knocked on the door. “Mummy, Daddy, get up,” she called, peering through the keyhole and only seeing darkness. “It’s morning already!”
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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Alexander's face softened as she agreed, pulling her into their embrace. "We trust you honey, it's just 'him' we don't trust. You have to understand, we love you both so much. We almost lost you once. We can't chance losing you again." he breathed, his chest aching at the horrid memory. Images flashed through his mind as his grip around them tightened.
He snapped out of his daze with a heavy sigh and gave them both a kiss to the cheek. "Now come on, dinner will be ready soon. When will he be taking you out?"
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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I finally got the letter from my daughter. Oh god, I could cry. She graduated highschool! I'm so proud. I miss my child ;w;
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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I think I'm going to make a Sasha Braus rp blog after I get replies done on all my accounts.
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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Alexander offered William a small smile. "I think she will." His smiled widened as she came down after his husband called. He was about to reply until he noticed how she ignored her other father. His emerald eyes hardened. He absolutely hated when anyone ignored his husband in favor of him. "You'd do well not to ignore your father, Ari. Especially with the agreement we both just came to." he stated seriously, leaning against the counter.
Reaching for Willaim, he pulled the reaper closer, planting a kiss to his cheek. "You're father and I have decided to...let you go out with this guy. If everything goes well, then no worried, but if he does something inappropriate or hurts you in any way, from then on, we must meet with anyone you want to date. Is that understood?"
Their Little Girl
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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"Well it wouldn’t be the first time if she was to say that…" William said, hugging his husband tightly. He had been rather shocked at being pushed away by their daughter just the moment before, though he knew she was just frustrated. "I just don’t want her to get hurt… What if the boy does something to her?" he mumbled and then sighed. "I guess it wouldn’t make of a difference, even if we have dinner with him and decide we don’t like him she would just get upset when we don’t let her go out with him…. So we can let her go…" he said, though it was clear from the look on his face that he really didn’t want to and was going to keep worrying. 
"It’s just that she’ll always seem like our baby girl to me… You have to feel the same way, Alex…" William murmured then and wrapped his arms around his husband once more for a moment before letting him go again and following him to the kitchen. 
"Of course I do William. She will always be our baby, but we needn't keep treating her like one. Trust me, we'll have Ronnie and Grell look out for her in the background incase he does anything, alright? I know ypu're going to worry anyway. but relax. You always were so uptight." he murmured, nudging William playfully.
Alexander moved around the kitchen, preparing dinner. "William, can you call her down so we can tell her. I'm sure she'll be less pissy when she hears the news." Alexander dearly hoped the boy wasn't stupid and knew better than to try anything with their daughter. If not, there would be hell to pay.
Their Little Girl
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ankou-of-london · 11 years ago
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Marco's burnt corpse looks like an angry fucking Levi and no one can ever tell me otherwise.
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Finished Sebastian and made Lizzie, Gregory, and Cheslock. They came out bettert han I thought ^^
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