Cielizzy headcanons

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1) Ciel has a tendency to spoil Lizzy with lavish gifts, such as exquisite jewelry, the latest Parisian fashions, and sweets from Belgium and Switzerland. He does this out of guilt since he and Lizzy rarely spend any time together. As a result, Sebastian now has a secondary job as a purveyor of women’s fashion. Packages show up at the Midford estate so often that half of them are still unopened.

2) Lizzy and Ciel sometimes spend their afternoons reading together. In the beginning, they sat next to each other on the library sofa until one day Lizzy decided to read The Flowers of Evil by Charles Baudelaire. This sparked a spirited debate between them on the abstract concepts of excess, decadence, and lust that eventually resulted in their first kiss—one that left Ciel stunned and Lizzy very, very embarrassed. 

3) Once, after returning from a mission for the queen, Ciel fell ill with pneumonia. Lizzy declared herself immune and sat by his bedside, putting cool washcloths on his forehead, making sure he drank enough water, and reading Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s epic poem Evangeline, A Tale of Acadie out loud to him. One of Ciel’s favorite lines from the poem is this: “Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,/ Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.” To him, it represents a fleeting moment of tranquility, hope, and possibility. 

4) Ciel tolerates Lizzy’s hugs because he likes her strawberry-daisy fragrance.  

5) Lizzy remembers the birthdays of all the Phantomhive servants and always gives them a little present to commemorate the day. If she can’t stop by the manor, she sends them a postcard wishing them the very best followed by a cute little gift she hand wrapped herself. —> Since Sebastian doesn’t have a birthday, Lizzy celebrates his “birthday” on January 20th—the feast of Saint Sebastian, a martyr who was killed for his Christian beliefs by the emperor Diocletian.

6) Ciel and Lizzy like to play croquet together during the summer months. It’s one of the few physical activities that Ciel can play (and win) without Sebastian’s help.

7) While playing cards, Ciel’s respect for Lizzy increased exponentially after her slight of hand beat him in Schnapsen (a German point-trick game more commonly known as 66). Now, every Tuesday night, Lizzy comes over to Phantomhive Manor and they play cards until 11 (an indecently late hour, my goodness! So Ciel makes sure Sebastian escorts her back home safely). Sometimes they’ll invite Soma, Sieglinde, Joanne, and Cheslock but mainly, it’s just the two of them. 

8) Lizzy and Ciel chose to learn Russian together because it’s a language neither of them knew; it was also an opportunity for the two of them to spend more time with each other. Ciel corrects Lizzy’s grammar and phrasing while Lizzy helps Ciel with his pronunciation. Both of them read books to help practice their Russian—Ciel began by reading Fyodor Dostoyevsky (he took a particularly liking to Crime and Punishment) while Lizzy indulged in Leo Tolstoy’s War and Peace. —> After they got married, Lizzy and Ciel frequently spoke to each other in Russian, sometimes adding in a dash of French or Latin. As a result, Phantomhive Manor became quite the multicultural arena (and a place of great confusion for all the servants—except Sebastian).

9) Even though Ciel never became fond of dancing, he made an effort to escort Lizzy to more balls and parties after he learned that other noblemen had been flirting with her. Several of those hapless gentleman would wind up with serious injuries when leaving said party—such as one of them tripping over a misplaced bullet and tumbling down the stairs, breaking his arm, bruising his ribs, and suffering a concussion. Odd.

10) Sebastian wound up coordinating their wedding and was nicknamed “bridezilla” by everyone involved. Exhibit A:

“You call this Chantilly lace? This looks like a scrap of fabric with holes in it!”

“I knew humans were incapable of a great deal but never once have I ever encountered someone so constantly inept. I wanted gardenias with a hint of pink. A hint. Something that conjures up the image of a lady’s first blush. But this, this bouquet would be a disgrace even in hell!”

*Looks at violinists* “I’ve never been faced with a dilemma so difficult. You have all been hailed as the best violinists in Western Europe and yet here I stand, being forced to choose the least terrible amongst you inadequate, tone-deaf monarchs of the mediocre. In fact, leave. Just leave. I’ll play the bridal march myself.”

“Where is the wedding cake? Where is the—of all damnation, THAT’S the wedding cake? It looks like a sofa Baldroy set on fire.”

*Inspecting the flower girl* “No, no—her walk is pitiful and her gap-toothed smile ruins the atmosphere.”

“A church? You expect my young master to get married in a church? Well this is just preposterous—how am I, the wedding coordinator, supposed to supervise the event if he’s getting married in a church? Why wasn’t I informed of his radical venue choice? Was it my intern? Did my intern forget to inform me? A church?”