.....I’m In This Post And I Don’t Like It.

The “wrong again, asshole” thing made me bust out laughing 🤣

new headcanon that Sebastian was bad at picking up Ciel for a while because the correct way to hold a cat is nearly exactly the opposite of the correct way to hold a human, and Sebastian is like “Stick head in hip? Hold out from body by stomach? Throw over shoulder like potato-sack?” and Ciel’s like “wrong again, asshole” while kicking Seb in the face

ARE YOU NOT GOING TO TALK ABOUT THE FACT THAT CIEL IS BASICALLY PRETENDING TO BE SNOW WHITE IN THE BACKGROUND--

If it wouldn’t immediately embarrass me, I would request this image on a sheet cake, one because the flowers look like bad frosting designs already and two because then I could rearrange Sebastian’s face with a knife

Ciel: What the f**k is that?

Alois, with a tarantula in his hands: ..My cat. :P

Ciel: That is NOT a cat!

Old Spongebob Flash Games <3

🧽.🧽.🧽.🧽.🧽

Do better. :c

twisted wonderland as cakes

(sender is on the left and recipient is on the right if that wasn't clear)

*inhale*

Ciel in Overalls

*exhale*

that is all

Ciel: S..shut up..

Sebastian: Oh, but I am complimenting you on your hard work. *still sarcastic*

Ciel: STOP BEING SARCASTIC AND GET ME THE ANTACID

Ciel probably got back home with a terrible tummy ache saying "too much... market.... research...." and Sebastian sarcastically said "Such a young Lord working so hard" while carrying a tons of half eaten pastries and candies.

Basically Chapter 16 (Volume 4)

Ciel, walking into the townhouse: Hello, people who do not live here. Soma: Hello! Agni: Good day. Ciel, to Finnian: I gave you the key to the townhouse for emergencies only. Finnian, seriously and genuinely: We were out of Doritos. :(

Sebastian: If there's going to be a dramatic scene, wait until I get back. Bardroy: Of course. I can't flip this table by myself. Finnian: I can!

MY VICTORIAN ERA OBSESSED SELF LAUGHED WAY TOO HARD AT THIS

JUST O!CIEL’S RESPONSE--

OCiel : I’m not proud but *shows off that women magazine stolen from Bard*

RCiel : ANKLES ?

OCiel : Dear Lord so much ankles. Hair down. And rouge.