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[seb-ussy]

Here's an excerpt from my sebaciel hannibal au ヽ(✿ﾟ▽ﾟ)ノ

Sebastian sighed, taking off his glasses. “You aren’t getting any better because you still don’t want to get better.”

“I thought we were under no pretenses that I truly wanted to be here. I told you the first day we met that it was hopeless because I have no intention of “getting better”.”

“Yes well, I thought we’d at least give it a shot.” He put his glasses away in his breast pocket. “Are you still bent on revenge?”

“Of course.” What type of question was that? 

“Have you managed to make any more progress since you last updated me?”

Ciel looked away, “No.”

“Ah. I expected as much,” Disappointment colored his voice. “I suppose nothing more than a sloppy murder isn’t much progress at all.”

Ciel's face flushed, “He was much bigger than me, how did you expect me to get information out of him?”

“Delicately. Such practices involve a, how do I say this? Gentle hand? You were far too violent too soon. It takes time to extract information out of someone.” 

“What would you know about that? Exactly how often do you have to extract information?” Ciel scoffed.

Sebastian merely smiled at him. Ciel leaned back in his chair, “Exactly. So, now what? Is this where you drop me as a patient?” For some reason he wasn’t as happy as he thought he would be. This had been his plan since the beginning, but now he almost felt sad.

“Yes and no. You see I think I can no longer be your therapist, that being said,” he paused, “I think I can still help you in a different way.”

Ciel swallowed. A different way? That didn’t sound concerning at all. “How so?”

Sebastian smiled, pleased that Ciel was willing to hear him out. “I will help you get your revenge,” Ciel jolted forward. “But,” Sebastian emphasized, “it will come at a price.”

Ciel sat there contemplating. “What type of price?” He knew Sebastian, the man wasn’t talking about money when he said price. 

Sebastian smiled, his teeth unnaturally sharp in the dim light, “Your soul.” 

Ciel looked at him, absorbing his words. “My soul?”

Sebastian nodded, “Yes, but in exchange you would have me to help you complete your revenge. That is what you want more than anything, right?”

He did want his revenge above all else. His life was over the moment he was in that cage. “You’re going to eat it, aren’t you?”

The therapist smiled fondly at him. Ciel racked his brain, what ate souls? “You’re a demon.” It wasn’t a question. It made too much sense. 

“You always have been quite smart for a human.” The demon almost sounded proud.

“So how would this work? Would you be solving the objects of my revenge, and then eat my soul as payment? If so, I don’t want that.”

“No, I know you wouldn’t want that. Plus where's the fun in that? I want to see you blossom before I snuff out the light that is you.”

“So then, what exactly would you be doing?” 

“I would be helping, doing the things you can’t accomplish on your own. I would be your pawn. I would belong to you, and you to me.”

Ciel thought that them belonging to each other was a sick imitation of romance. “So you would be mine to command?”

“Yes.”

“Mine to use?”

“Yes.”

“So how would this work?”

Sebastian smiled, pleased with Ciel’s unspoken acceptance. “We’d draw up a contract. In exchange for your wish, I would get your soul.”

“So I get my revenge, and then after I have attained that you get my soul?”

“Yes. You get three requests of me as well.”

Three wasn’t a lot for the cost of his soul, but the promise of his revenge was worth it. “Very well.”

“Excellent,” The demon smiled at him with too many pointed teeth and slit pupils, “Let’s draw up the contract then.”

…

Ciel looked in the mirror, “And, just how am I supposed to explain this to my aunt?”

The damn demon merely laughed. “I’m serious Sebastian, she dropped me off today, how do I explain that my eye is now purple?” he exclaimed. 

Sebastian walked so that he was standing behind Ciel looking at the boy in the mirror. “Here, put this on.” He handed him an eyepatch. 

Ciel took it from him, attempting to put it on. Sebastian let out a quiet laugh before tying it on the boy himself. “There, it’s hidden.”

Ciel whipped around to face him, “It still doesn’t explain why I’m wearing this.”

Sebastian went quiet for a second. “Run away from home.”

“What?!”

“Run away from home for a couple days, then when you go back, claim something happened to it,” the demon explained as though it was common sense.

Ciel stared at him as though he had grown a second head. “Where would I go?”

Sebastian had almost forgotten that despite the trauma the boy had gone through he still had, for the most part lived a very pampered life. “That’s simple, you’ll come with me.”

“You…want me to go with you?” 

Sebastian nodded. The boy tried to swallow the lump in his throat. “Would I…? Would I have to eat what you make?”

Sebastian showed off his teeth, “It is a part of our contract after all.”

Ciel felt like throwing up. It ultimately was the price he had decided to pay for with his soul. “Right. Okay. Let’s go.” He headed towards the door. 

“Ah, not so fast.” Ciel turned back to look at him. “I can’t take you with me right away, unless we want to make getting your revenge harder. We can’t exactly have me going to jail for kidnapping, now can we?”

The boy nodded, “Makes sense. Then what would you have me do?”

“You’ll take a cab across town, then turn off your phone once you get there. I’ll be there to pick you up,” Sebastian paused, “If you need me, simply call my name.”

Ciel called up a ride. His hands were sweating as the driver kept trying to make conversation. What was he doing? What had he done? He shook his head, he didn’t really regret it if he was being honest. Getting revenge was the only thing that mattered anymore. His life was already forfeit. He supposed it was better to have his life end via the demon, than spend the rest of it in prison after he completed it, or more likely if he completed it at all. He sighed. Honestly the only thing that made him even slightly regret it was the demon’s request. Personally he thought the demon was in no position to ask for anything, but he needed Sebastian, and the demon knew it. 

Ciel climbed out of the car, ignoring the driver’s goodnight. He pulled out his phone and turned it off. It was dark on this side of town. He shivered, it was also cold, and drizzling. A minute later a sleek black car pulled up in front of him. The window rolled down to reveal Sebastian. Ciel quickly clambered into the car. The bottom of his tennis shoes were muddy much to Sebastian’s annoyance. “Ah,” Sebastian said, “One quick thing before we can go.” The demon snatched Ciel’s phone from out his hands and threw it out his open window. “There we go.”

“Hey!” 

Sebastian put the car in drive and sped off, ignoring Ciel. “I thought we were only turning off my phone!” 

Sebastian looked at him from the corner of his eye, “I merely told you to turn it off, I never said what would happen to it afterwards.”

Ah, so that's how it was going to be. The demon would work around not lying to him by leaving out crucial information. This was good to know. “Would you like to listen to music?” Sebastian asked.

“Not particularly.” 

“Very well. We shall take this ride in silence then.”

Ciel looked out the window. Sebastian had always been an unconventional if not bad therapist. He was not nearly as surprised about him being a demon as he should be. There were times he seemed to enjoy Ciel’s distress. As though he was feeding off of the boy’s negative emotions. Not to mention he had encouraged Ciel to follow the first lead he found, and had even hinted at murdering him. Yes, he wasn’t very surprised at all.

[rooniearts]

love love love the headcanon that theyre siblings fr. no i dont care about the lore implications i think its cute and thats all that matters to me <3

[keferon]

Don’t mind me I just like to see him go bananas about cartoonish Autobot rules

Maaan…..if Prowl was in tfp he would spontaneously combust at least once a day

[zorangezest]

WAS THAT THE BITE OF EIGHTY SE— [i am executed via firing squad]

[ninjasmudge]

made some pride goats to go with the pride lamb from last year 🌈 they embody queer rage

i redrew the official sprite again but it doesnt have a watermark so if you want to take them as pfps/emotes go ahead, credit appreciated!

if you have another pride flag youd like on goat, shoot me an ask and ill do them ♥️

[red-moon-at-night]

okay the whole vase is great but something about Helen sitting on Aphrodite's lap as she wraps one arm around her shoulder and brushes her leg with her hand, staring into her eyes like that... as she is persuading Helen to go with Paris (while Peitho aka persuasion stands behind them) is so incredibly iconic.

and gay. toxic yuri, if you will.

[beneathsilverstars]

btw shallan is bi bc of me. i tweeted smth like "bsand did you know you wrote shallan as super into her beautiful talented mentor? like her whole pov comes off as so attracted to women?" and he replied like "it wasn't on purpose but looking back you are SO right" and then in book 3 or 4 one of shallan's alters (who is less concerned w social propriety than shallan so obviously she's where the attraction to women would go) has a bi moment. BC OF ME!!!!! here's to hoping for multiple shallan bi moments in book 5 🙏🙏🙏🙏

[ohposhers]

troll who isnt allowed caffeine or she'll reenact the Hammy energy drink scene from over the hedge clay prefers tea anyway

[thylacid]

could not sleep last night cause i was busy thinking about how funny it'd be for loop to come back on a onehat ending

[eggueggueo]

Shadowvanilla smooches

!! T.W. suggestive below !!

Still trying to figure out how i wanna draw them,,,

Can i even post this here...? Its not...too suggestive is it? 😭

Btw- i referenced pinterest kissing poses, so if they look familiar pose wise, thats why (drawing 2 dudes smoooching is difficult..)

[godofstory]

art of flirting..

[welcometogrouchland]

ANOTHER SKETCH DUMP! Featuring more of me playing with lineless art. Batman reborn era trio (dick, damian and steph) I miss you...when will you return from war. Also featuring Steph designs bc I've seen ppl dissatisfied w/ her current look, some good mom Talia, and Jason Todd poetry club. Duke is confused not that Jason would start a poetry club but that he'd have such mid poetry opinions. (ID in Alt)

[adamsrcnan]

i want to talk about how crazy this line "brown like the gaze that sought jean out in every room" actually is. because what does this mean????

jean has noticed that whenever jeremy walks into a room he immediately does a scan to find jean. so what? these boys are so attuned to each other already that jean actually notices jeremy looking for him?

nora are you trying to say that there's a shift in jeremy once he finds jean in any given place?? does his body relax? do his eyes soften or shine a little brighter? you're telling me it's a physical visible thing that jeremy walks into a room and his first thought is "where is jean?" and then what?? when he finds him he goes "ah there he is" and there's a shift??? in him??? when he sees jean?? and jean can see that? he's aware of it?? he's noticed it?? it makes him feel safe enough to associate jeremy's searching brown eyes (searching for him. for Jean.) with everything else that brings him peace??? like are we hearing this???

or am i crazy? am i deluded?? am i losing my senses???

[fyllophobia]

[snarkspawn]

some KoD/Spirealm sketches

[certainlyathrill]

i’ll find you in every lifetime (threat)