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ohhhhh they were gay asf for this shot
SWEET LORD IN HEAVEN
we are all fucking insane.
Is now a good time to mention that while reading the manga, we had an on-going joke of "How many times Vash shows hole"...? i don't. remember how high it got but it was double digits
There's an unreleased third show hole pose that was out of frame in the show but for 600$ you can buy the cel
i have a collection of screenshots here
book of the atlantic is so funny because the premise is literally just "titanic but with zombies" and then it's peak it's absolutely peak fiction
people tend to point out that ciel was clever and didnβt fall for sebastianβs words, but what is often overlooked in that narrative is the fact that sebastian himself contributed to it. but starting from the beginning:
sebastian appears at a moment when ciel is at his most vulnerable. he is his last resort. his brother has just died, he is next, and when it seems that no help will come, the demon announces his arrival.
sebastianβs first method of manipulation is transforming into various animals, which demonstrates his power. βlook at me, i am powerful, omnipotent, i can become whatever you desire.β but on the other hand, it is also an expression of pride, where he is trying to impress ciel. sell himself to him.
then he emotionally blackmails him, saying that he has sacrificed his brother, so if he does not accept the demonβs services, his brotherβs soul will, implicitly, be wasted. he took something from him that is an inseparable part of human life. he did it to his own brother.
the third element of the manipulation is not giving him any time to think. βnow. make your choice. do you want to survive, gain power, and take your revenge, or perish here and bring your short story to an untimely end?β he doesnβt give ciel the space to process what is happening or consider any alternatives. the decision has to be made immediately, under pressure, when fear, grief, and desperation are at their peak.
and when ciel decides to enter the contract, he reinforces cielβs belief. βeither me or no one. i am the only one who can help you. and not only that, i will do whatever you want, you will become more powerful than anyone else and you will never have to bow your head again.β
this is very different from the demon we see in modriβs story. yes, he also uses deception, but in a completely different way. there he is still a βsavior,β but in a very opposed sense of the word. he is not a knight in shining armor who arrives to kill the dragon that has devoured half the village. he simply ensures that everything will be fine, that everything will work out, that their dreams will still come true. he tricks them to form a contact involuntarily, while with ciel he wants it to be his decision. he wants to hear it. he wants him to say it. he wants ciel to choose him.
what he says to ciel later contradicts what he said during the destruction of the laboratory in germany: being brutal does not bring him joy, but he pushes ciel to want to kill those who hurt him. there is an interesting relationship between sebastianβs level of brutality and what the person has done to ciel (i wrote about this here). βlet me hear your roar, unleash your desires.β he wants to kill people who hurt ciel.
sebastian from the very beginning is very excited. when ciel recoils at the sight of him, he asks whether this form does not suit him, immediately offering other ones. moreover, ciel himself fuels this excitement. βthe mark will reside in your eye, reflecting a world without hope and your great greed.β the same when he lies about his name. the demon cannot hide his emotions, he cannot wait to see what ciel will demand from him, even pushing him to sit down and establish the terms of the contract (just look at his stupid smile).
in modriβs flashbacks, sebastian uses deception to establish the contract terms. he himself states something, needing only the other partyβs confirmation to turn it into a condition. moreover, he does it in a manipulative way, leaving room for interpretation. βthe family was supposed to be present at the wedding, no one said they had to be alive.β he could have done the same with ciel. extract three orders from him and execute them right there in that room. βkill everyoneβ could have been the first of them, but it is not. sebastian carried out his order, which technically did not count as part of the contract terms. on the contrary, annaβs wish βi wish the wheat would ripenβ was the first thing that sealed their contract.
sebastian leaning over ciel does not symbolize a predator to me, but rather a demon trying to hide his excitement so as not to scare him (a bit like a dog trying to look serious while its tail is giving it away). he places huge hopes in ciel and cannot wait to see what he will ask of him. he explicitly states that he will fulfill three wishes. and precisely because he feels so happy at the mere thought of what ciel will demand, he is so disappointed when ciel asks whether he can bring his brother back to life.
suddenly the whole mood around him shifts, because he cannot hide his disappointment. the smile disappears as he thinks, βright. you are just a child. it is my own fault for having expectations of youβ. for a moment he is silent, and only then does the smile return to his face, and he, already resigned, says that he promises him happy moments with his brother.
βif that is how it is going to be, letβs end this quickly. i shouldnβt have gotten my hopes up.β but then ciel says that he is lying, which makes sebastian drop his act. βor maybe i was not wrong after all?β
when ciel justifies his words, sebastian only then feels the excitement rising again, and his stupid smile returns.
it is not as strong as before, but the difference in behavior is still clear. and it is precisely this pause, this shift in mood, that leads ciel to conclude that sebastian is deceiving him. as we later see, ciel becomes very observant and tries to find hidden meanings in everything sebastian says, but it is possible that without that initial involuntary reaction, which for the demon was instinctive before he managed to conceal it, ciel would not have seen through him, still being under the influence of strong emotions from what had happened in the previous minutes. going back to modri again β there he uses ambiguity to fulfill the contract the same night. in cielβs case, he makes sure the terms are clear. they have an end date, concrete conditions, and he himself shows ciel that there are loopholes in his words.
when ciel says he would like to rest, sebastian pretends not to know whether it is an order.
perhaps once the contract is established it cannot be modified, so this is the second time his behavior directly affects cielβs conditions. only then does he clarify that he must say clearly and explicitly that it is an order. for sebastian, this is like locking cuffs on his hands and giving ciel the key instead of keeping it himself β using the argument βi did not know it was an orderβ sounds exactly like something the demon from modriβs memories would use against his master.
i genuinely believe that sebastianβs behavior did not stem primarily from a desire to manipulate ciel, but from his own expectations of him and his excitement at having him as a contractor. sebastian did not behave the way he did because that is his aesthetic, but because it was ciel. and he knows he made the right choice.
regarding the reason for his excitement: @shetan89 suggested that his excitement might come from the fact of being summoned at all, rather than wandering among humans searching for a soul to make a contract with.
was sebastian ever summoned before? he implies that he was called to witchesβ sabbaths, although, being himself, he never answers directly and changes the subject, so itβs hard to say for sure. what intrigues me is that he says, βhe is calling me.β if we put emphasis on the first word β βhe is calling meβ β then the exciting part for him is specifically that ciel is the one summoning him, not simply the fact that he is being summoned.
if that is the case, it could be connected not only to cielβs soul, but to his bloodline in general. whether that is because he is a descendant of a grim reaper or demon hunters is a separate question.
my second theory is that exorcists once banished sebastian from earth and he could not simply return whenever he wished, making ciel one of the few people capable of bringing him back.
and because of @lisyonokk i started wondering whether that scene where he wanted to βeatβ ciel after getting his title was not just another form of play. the goal was not consumption itself, but the thrill of seeing what ciel would do. after all, the scene of devouring in ewa was similar to what he did while establishing the contract, when he wrapped him in his tentacles. sebastian used his tendrils because they had already guided ciel onto the right path once before.
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surprisingly on this reread I became endeared by Sasha who I consider a girl personally
such a cutie
happy pride to lesbians into dykebreaking and trans people into misgendering and all queers everywhere who are into rape and incest and ageplay and various other fucknasties. weβre gonna live forever baby
awww the like button turns into a rainbow when you press it! that's so cute...hey staff what's with all the trans women you keep nuking?
i think we should be ridiculing them more for this. you don't get to try and go all "queer website" when your staff likes to go on nuking sprees targeting the trans fem users
would be remiss not to mention that the rainbow notably straight up just removed the trans flag colors from it. like theyβre gone. itβs the progress flag minus the trans flag colors.
thatβs not the whole flag, now is it
hey staff what the fuck
hey staff don't you think you're being too on-the-nose
HEY STAFF DONT YOU THINK YOU'RE BEING TOO ON-THE-NOSE
Obsessed with an everyone-lives-AU where his parents never died and O!Ciel and his brother were never kidnapped and O!Ciel was pressured by R!Ciel to go into priesthood and remain on the manor grounds so he'd stay and be his forever, but a demon sneaks into the grounds to prey on an innocent young acolyte, and thus begins the sordid affair between a demon (named Sebastian by O!Ciel, of course) and O!Ciel who was depressed and bored of his current life because he wanted to be a toymaker, and losing his virginity to a demon is how he decides to get back at his family for forcing him to study become a priest.
Bonus points if R!Ciel wanders into the chapel late one night to talk, as he knows O!Ciel is still mad at him for having to give up his dream, when he stumbles upon his darling baby brother ensconced in a massive, writhing mass of black tendrils, hundreds of glowing red eyes, and sharp white teeth as long as his forearm, and he can't see everything, his brother is covered in black goo from the waist down, but he's missing his shirt and from the rapturous sounds he's making, R!Ciel can tell, with horrified disgust, exactly what that nasty thing is doing to him.
The whole family bands together to lock O!Ciel away deep in the manor, both out of a desire to protect and shield him, and also deep shame, as the incident was so traumatic, the demon so beguiling, that it broke the boy's mind and made him believe he'd wanted to be sodomized.
Thus begins a long, long and harrowing demonic haunting in the manor, birds showing up in droves to break their necks slamming against the windows. Decapitated rabbit heads found on all the doorsteps. A malicious, ever-present fog covering the manor grounds. Glowing red eyes watching from the treelines at night. Cold pockets around the manor that make you shudder bone deep, a burst of wind like something just flew past you in the hallway. Creaking noises all throughout the manor. A black shadow passing through the doorway out of the corner of your eye. Candles going out inexplicably, others re-lighting in rooms that no one had been in recently. Scratches on the doors, fingermarks in the steam covered mirrors after a bath. The unsettling feeling of always being watched. Vicious growls emanating from around corners. No matter how many men of the cloth they call to the manor, no matter how many exorcists they bring, it cannot be banished. It will not relent. Every exorcist comes in confident that they can get rid of it, and leaves in terror. This is no lowly demon, they all say. It must be a high ranking one. Every cross in the house turns upside down on the wall, no matter how many times they fix it, every rosary ends up broken within a week, statues of the lord weep blood down their faces, salt lines and holy water do nothing to deter it. And if that weren't bad enough.
Their son, their precious baby boy, continues to have bruises all down his thighs and waist, hickeys on his neck and nape, and black tar dripping from between his legs, no matter how many doors, holy sigils, salt lines, and trap circles they try to hide him behind. And worst of all. O!Ciel himself never became afraid of it. The addled boy even seemed to consider it his lover! The demon would block the door somehow while it had it's wicked way with him, and when they were finally able to burst in, the demon no where to be found, O!Ciel would sit up, skin glowing with sweat and satisfaction, and smile serenely at them.
bestie iβm so sorry it took me so long to reply, but this is literally the plot for a proper 40k words fic, or better yet a whole ninety-minute movie, and i couldnβt stop thinking about it. i love sebastian tempting people like the serpent in eden, taking advantage of innocent little souls unfortunate enough to cross his path.
//
he was in the same room again. the same room he had known for years. the room that had witnessed his first baby teeth falling out, countless days spent sick in bed, and sleepless nights when he designed toys on sheets of paper beneath his blanket, extinguishing his flashlight every time he heard approaching footsteps. toys that would never see the light of day because he had never been allowed to pursue the path he dreamed of. the room that had witnessed his tears, his screams, and his fits of anger, yet none of them had ever brought relief or change.
βitβs all for your own good.β
βone day youβll thank us for this.β
βyour health is too fragile. your body wonβt withstand the hardships of everyday life.β
the words echoed through his head as loudly as the crash of glass when he threw it against the wall.
every day was the same.
he woke up, prayed, ate. went to mass, prayed, walked around the grounds, prayed, ate, prayed, went to mass, and went to sleep. days blurred into weeks, and weeks into years.
he didnβt know what london looked like anymore because he hadnβt visited it since he was a child. the only people he knew were the servants, the faithful who came to the chapel, and the family who had forced him onto godβs path.
more than once he had wondered where god was if he allowed him to suffer alone like a bird trapped in a cage instead of opening it and letting him spread his wings. what was the point of free will if he couldnβt use it? what was the point of luxury when he was only allowed to enjoy it within a tiny patch of land?
βhow many more lord's prayers do i have to recite before god the father finally decides to look my way?β
he knelt beside his bed, reaching for his bible and once again reading verses that had long since carved themselves into his memory.
βsurely everyone goes around like a mere phantom; in vain they rush about, heaping up wealth without knowing whose it will finally be. but now, lord, what do i look for? my hope is in you.β
βdonβt they say hope is the mother of fools?β
ciel sprang up as if burned, looking around for the source of the voice.
who would now dare interrupt the only thing he was allowed to do in his free time?
but when his breathing calmed and he saw no uninvited guest in the room, he began laughing hysterically.
βnot only am i locked away, now iβm starting to lose my senses too. no wonder my family has already given up on me.β
wiping away tears, he stepped toward the bed again to retrieve the book when suddenly he felt something cold coil around his leg. he screamed, trying to shake it off, stumbling when he moved too suddenly. only then did he look down and see a snake wrapped around his ankle.
it slowly began slithering upward, flicking its tongue, and a shiver ran through his entire body.
had god finally looked his way after all, only for his escape from suffering to come in the form of an early meeting with him?
he froze, unsure how to react. one wrong move and the creature could sink its fangs into his skin before he even registered its movement.
but the snake didnβt seem aggressive. it moved slowly, winding itself further around his body.
calf.
thigh.
his nervously rising chest.
his neck.
ciel felt the reptile brush against his cheek, the tip of its tongue flicking against his ear.
βlocked in a box like a toy waiting to be opened.β
he heard the voice again, and his throat tightened. he didnβt even know when he must have been bitten because now he was hallucinating. closing his eyes, he began whispering.
βlord god, please let someone in my family be alarmed by my scream and find me before itβs too late.β
βgod doesnβt come to save anyone.β
βour father, who art in heaven.β
βyou are alone here, locked away, only allowed to leave when others permit it.β
βhallowed be thy name.β
βyou could die, and they wouldnβt know until they came to call you for dinner.β
βthy kingdom come.β
βdoesnβt it exhaust you? being isolated? controlled? treated like something lesser?β
βthy will be done.β
βi can help you. i can free you.β
βon earth as it is in heaven.β
βi can show you things you werenβt even allowed to read about.β
βgive us this day our daily bread.β
βi can give you the freedom you crave.β
βand forgive us our trespasses.β
βyour family will curse the day they locked you away.β
βas we forgive those who trespass against us.β
βif youβve ever dreamed of disappearing, iβll make others envy you instead.β
βand lead us not into temptation.β
βgod will not save you.β
βbut deliver us from evil.β
βbut i can.β
βamen.β
βenough!β
the shout rang through the room.
in an instant the snake that had been moving across his body vanished, along with the candle flames that suddenly went out.
his chest continued rising at an alarming pace, and his heart beat so loudly he felt as though the sound filled the entire room.
βyoung man.β
ciel heard the voice again and slowly turned his head.
βyou donβt need to be afraid of me.β
a leg emerged from the shadows.
βiβm not here to hurt you.β
another.
βiβm here to help you.β
a step.
βi want whatβs best for you.β
another step.
βso?β
the figure of a tall man stopped in front of him before crouching down until they were at eye level.
βwhat is your desire?β
ciel couldnβt stop staring into those mesmerizing crimson eyes.
βone word is all it takes.β
the stranger brushed aside the damp strands of hair stuck to his forehead.
βwhy me?β ciel whispered, unsure whether the question was meant for the being before him or himself.
βisnβt that what you ask yourself every day?β
he smiled, and ciel couldnβt break eye contact.
βiβll give you a choice, but you have to decide now.β
a finger traced upward along his neck.
βyou can forget this entire encounter and go back to begging god to look your way.β
he tilted his chin upward.
βorβ¦β
his finger slid across cielβs lips.
βyou can taste the fruit they wanted to keep from you.β
his gaze pierced straight through him.
ciel felt as though he wasnβt being looked at but examined all the way down to his soul.
the man withdrew his hand.
ciel closed his eyes and counted to ten, wondering whether the creatureβcertainly nothing connected to godβwould still be there when he opened them.
hesitantly he parted his eyelids, expecting an empty room and proof that everything had been a fabrication of his deteriorating mind.
but the figure remained.
still crouching there.
still watching him.
making it clear he wouldnβt leave without an answer.
ciel took a deep breath and whispered:
βokay.β
the creature smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind his ear.
βyouβll have to say it louder so i can hear you.β
gathering what little strength he had left, ciel leaned into the touch and said, this time louder:
βi want you to free me.β
the creatureβs eyes flashed blood-red, but the boy had no intention of wondering whether he had just committed the greatest sin against god.
//
i just had to. sebastian taking advantage of how isolated, desperate, and innocent ciel is in order to manipulate him is wonderful. just like in the original, he appears to offer a choice while knowing perfectly well there is no other option for him.
a poor little lamb who doesnβt realize the wolf is only waiting for the chance to devour her.
it would be even better if sebastian were shameless enough to regularly appear around cielβs family while none of them realized it. sometimes heβd be a guest at a party. heβd deliver an order. bring the newspaper. sit in the front row during mass. drive the carriage. promote their products.
heβd feel immense satisfaction every time vincent shook his hand, knowing it was the same hand that had fingered ciel only hours earlier.
they would search for the monster without realizing it was right under their noses, mocking them.
at first it started innocently.
a tablecloth that vanished even though it had been lying beneath the arranged silverware the night before and every maid swore she hadnβt taken it. knocking at the door when nobody stood outside. footsteps echoing through empty hallways. books found on the floor every morning.
everyone noticed the changes in ciel, but they explained them away. he had finally accepted his role. he shut himself in his room to pray more fervently. he stopped arguing about becoming a toy maker because he had finally grown out of it. he spent less time with them because he had found his calling.
and whenever they saw bruises or scratches on his skin, he always had an excuse. he fell while dusting a cross. he fell off a chair while lighting a candle. he tripped into a bush while chasing a cat that had stolen his rosary.
none of them noticed that they hadnβt seen religious symbols around him in a very long time.
only when r!ciel catches ciel with sebastian does the nightmare truly begin. of course the demon had known he was approaching, but he also knew ciel was so dependent on him that not even family could come between them. sebastian was halfway through the marathon while they had only just left the starting line.
people began resigning from the estate out of fear for their lives. rumors spread through aristocratic circles that the manor was haunted.
some claimed their son was possessed. others said he had been seduced by an evil spirit. some insisted he had invited it in himself. there were even those who claimed he had always been the devil incarnate. more and more people distanced themselves from the family to protect their reputations, and it only strengthened sebastianβs feeling of superiority.
after all, he was taking from them exactly what they had taken from ciel. he was herding them into a cage and waiting for the moment he could slam the door shut.
they guarded ciel day and night, yet the creature always found a moment of weakness, slipping in and laying its slimy hands on him. with each passing day ciel became more and more wounded. the worst part was that he wouldnβt even allow them to touch him, much less treat his injuries. quite the opposite. instead of hiding the marks of his blasphemy against god, he displayed them openly.
he didnβt scream. he didnβt try to run. he didnβt rage at his family.
he simply waited patiently for sebastian to come to him because he knew he would, and they were incapable of stopping him.
well if its for fucked up and horny reasons, then i guess its okay...

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the use of AI lately has made me feel so hopeless, i translated pages of an unfinished fanzine of mine so i can remember why i love art...i hope it can resonate with anyone feeling the same way
My silly addition that I hope brings a smile to OP's face. Art is a beautiful thing in every single form, and even my silly finger-drawn art deserves to be shared. I hope that people are inspired to keep drawing, regardless of their perceived "skill". Do makes you happy, y'all! Spread the humanity. π§‘
late post but something for mermay ‡οΈβ€΅οΈ
...collecting pearls π¦ͺπ¦
Sebastian is gonna overstimulate Ciel for hours on end to extract pearls from his tears π€€π€€π€€ It's gonna be a long night for the little mermaid π€€π€€π€€
(Also, I kinda want to change Sebastian's profession to a mad doctor/scientist instead of whatever the hell this is π)
i am simply here to spread love and joy through my incessant rapeposting
Happy Pride Month everyone! Remember 4 months ago when the CEO of this platform harassed and chased a trans woman off this website just for posting her transition timeline, then chased her to other social media platforms to continue harassing her, and threatened to call the FBI if she continued disputing the multiple dubious terminations of her blogs that did not violate tumblr's terms of service in any way? And despite tumblr staff insisting that the CEO was acting against their interests, the broad transmisogyny evident in the site's culture and moderation policy has still not been adequately addressed?
Remember that staff is continuing to nuke the blogs of trans women even after all of this. Remember this post when they call this site the queerest place on the internet again this month
It's 2 years later. It's gotten worse. Happy pride month.

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one persons's nothingburger is another person's everythingburger
It was no surprise to Cielβs family that he was into slightly older men. And while he was in no need of financial help, Ciel certainly acted like a sugar baby. But that wasnβt a surprise either. Ciel liked being taken care of. He liked being the center of attention. He was the youngest, after allβeven if only by five minutes.
Getting pregnant at twenty-three, however, was a surprise.
Not that anyone questioned Sebastian. He was clearly endgame. Ciel had just expected a ring on his finger first, and so had Sebastian.
So there Ciel stood, staring at the very positive pregnancy test while Sebastian looked over his shoulder.
Ciel didnβt know whether he should be overjoyed or pissed at himself. This had definitely not been part of his aesthetic plans.
Then again, none of those other bitches trying to wedge themselves between him and Sebastian stood a chance anymore.
Because Ciel would always be the first to produce the Michaelis heir.