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https://lessernames.bandcamp.com/album/ghastlii
“you’d look better with those clothes on the floor.” ( for mathieu <3 )
meme: smut startersaccepting / @ghastlii
“And you’d look better on the floor with your mouth around my cock, but we can’t have everything, can we?”
that's how he gets the eyepatch in that verse.
PARENTING 101. but lbr ciel's 100% cooler with it.
Write me your last words 8)
My muse is on their death bed, alone. Send a "Write me your last words" for a note they'd leave behind for your muse as a final goodbye.
The sheet of paper was only folded once, right in the middle.
❖
Send me a ❖ and my muse will kiss yours.
Vincent finished his made-up story about a little prince that lived happily ever after -the kind of stories that should become reality once in a while just to know you’re going in the right direction-, and listened to Ciel’s thoughts about the whole thing. He had liked the bad dragon more than the prince itself and was somehow very upset that the boy killed it when it should have been the other way around.
The Earl laughed with a happy heart while understanding that his son’s mental process was just like his at the same age the child was -and with some luck, he wouldn’t be as smothering as his own old man, allowing Ciel to think for his own and to be able to admire the anti-hero if he pleased so instead of being forced to become a hero of sorts. Now he understood that everything he thought he stood for was a lie… but his son shouldn’t have to go through that.
He was already planning to end everything as soon as possible: the Queen’s power over the Phantomhive family would be over if things went well for him. Ciel’s ramblings begun to slur as the boy begun to fall asleep, and Vincent kissed him goodnight with a soft peck in the little forehead before walking out of the bedroom.
That was the last kiss Ciel received from his father. That night was the night fate had choosen to be his parents’ last night on Earth, as the fire that broke in the manor took both of them down with some other servants.
ghastlii replied to your post:finally done with the new theme. can you tell me...
it’s really nice, wow!! :o love that fanart you picked.
yay thaaaaaaanks! it's not like i have much to work with when it comes to this bastard D: had to take dee outta it bc UH-HUH GET OUT OF ME BLOG but i'm happy you liked it! i'm so v proud of myself ;;
ghastlii replied to your post
ok but fire itself around /ciel/
fathers and sons united against fire
ghastlii replied to your post:ghastlii replied to your post pets tbh <3 ...
/coughs we really should make use of angst in that direction
omg yes. gimme all the angst.