Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for you and find nourishment at the very sight of you? Yes. Sebaciel ship blog, if you weren't already clued in. DL;DR. Antis DNI. Avatar icon by @tipotape
I am so tired of antis who don't leave their bubble of exactly 5 like minded losers pretending sebaciel isn't an overwhelmingly popular ship. There are several current, active sebaciel artists on twitter with 10k+ followers who average thousands of likes on their work! Ao3 for Kuro is 90% sebaciel fic!! Sebaciel is still one of the most followed tags on tumblr for Kuro fandom!!!
Not living on planet earth is not a flex, you look stupid! 😭
One last Sebaciel Sunday for the year, following directly on from where we left off on Wednesday-
The demon was upon him in an instant, tendrils of thick black fog springing forward to bind Ciel’s limbs, immobilising him as the humanoid figure of the demon loomed overhead, half obscured by shadow. Black claws pinched at his cheeks as Sebastian leaned down to bring their faces level, red eyes half-closed, and a wicked grin across his lips, framing the pointed teeth. “What a foolish little thing you are sometimes,” he snickered, the words deep and growling with the creature’s inhuman power – and inhuman appetite.
The fog turned to something more viscous; a dense, oily sludge that spread to coat Ciel’s body, seeping its way beneath his clothing, clinging to the skin beneath. The entire room darkened, swallowed by shadows of the blackest black, and all that Ciel could see of Sebastian were those glowing red eyes and gleaming white teeth. The hand was still there, black claws indecipherable against the rest of the surroundings, but Ciel felt as it released its grasp on his face in favour of the neck below and the boy reached out instinctively through the strings of sludge, clasping with both hands at the darkness where a wrist should be, nails digging in to the slick texture of the near invisible form as his breathing was constricted, eyes watering as he choked, gasping for air.
The demon’s luminous orbs remained intently upon him, drinking in the sight of his contractor’s torment, the slit pupils blown out wide and ovular, dilated with covetous fascination.
Had an insane Kuro dream last night that I thought I should share.
It's December, in the space bewteen Ciel's birthday and Christmas. Lizzy has been bugging Ciel about joining her at some big Christmas event that's happening in London. Apparently they've been bragging in the newspapers about how amazing the decorations are going to be, with garlands and baubles all around the place and a gigantic Christmas tree.
Ciel is disinterested, partially because of the hassle of making a public appearance and partly because he's working on a case and in the middle of researching an organisation - until his findings land on their ties to the companies that will be handling shipment of the event ornaments and decorating the venue, making it the most likely target.
Diedrich also happens to be in England and accompanies Ciel and Sebastian to the event. They find that the entire place is rigged to explode - there are detonation wires concealed in the strings of fir garlands, and the baubles have been filled with gunpowder. Ciel goes with Diedrich for damage control while Sebastian separately handles the main Christmas tree, which along with the armed baubles is also 'decorated' with a number of wooden 'present boxes' set up in the branches, all of which are filled with explosives.
Sebastian is found by members of the organisation while dismantling the tree and allows himself to be 'captured' by them. He is restrained and taken to what they call their 'viewing gallery', essentially a room in a nearby building where they can watch the spectacle. There they share their plan - monologuing, as the villains so often like to do. They are on a supposed mission from God to put an end to what they deem as sacrilegious celebration of Christmas, the pomp of glamour and decoration having outshined the intended meaning of the holiday.
After listening to their speech, Sebastian leaves his restraints in the most body horror of ways - all disjointed limb contortion and bone cracking - and then stands and very calmly rights his tailcoat and tie while the group there stands frozen in horror. He asks them: "Shall we see what reward this 'God' of yours has for your efforts?", and bathes the room in shadow, destroying all but the leader in his demon form and talking the remaining man & the detonator back to Ciel, looking very happy with himself as he says he has apprehended the suspect, covered in blood.
Literally the first episode has them breaking both of a man's legs and then cooking him to death.
Maybe I could understand parents' confusion if the introductory ep followed the manga plot of just being a silly little dinner meet-up where Sebastian does the fun tablecloth trick and mysteriously makes some flowers bloom that shouldn't be yet, but the anime literally said 'Yeah, this shit is dark' from the get-go.
The sound of viscous liquid falling upon the marble floor echoes through the dark chamber. Upon a pedestal lay a boy, hands folded above his chest, eyes closed shut. Despite his gruesome state, his cheeks remain rosy. He lay upon a bed of flora, white roses stained red by the blood of the lamb.
Thou shalt not sacrifice unto the Lord thy God any sheep wherein is blemish or any evilfavouredness; for that is an abomination unto the Lord.
The words seemed that but a whisper among the darkness of the shadows. This lamb was not a sacrifice for God. No, he was far too tainted. Too far gone to end up among the angels, his soul fouled by the stench of grief, anger, bloodlust and revenge.
This was a sacrifice for the devil.
Darkness lay its cold, clawed hand upon the boy's chest, trailing its nails down his fleshed-out skin. To any creature with a shred of humanity, this scene would be considered gruesome. Detestable.
To the beast, he was beautiful. Laid out just as it was meant to be the moment he swore his vengance. His delicate innards were on display, like the bountiful seeds of a pomegranate. It was enough to make horror itself salivate.
The creature leaned itself over the body, placing a chaste kiss upon the boy's forehead; as if to say a prayer before devouring it's meal.
"Sebastian." His voice called.
It paused.
"Sebastian." He called again.
Sebastian looked up, finding himself in his Master's office. He looked down once more, realizing the tea he was preparing had nearly steeped for too long during his daydreaming. Ciel looked at his butler, brow raised in curiousity. Sebastian simply smiled.
Sebastian poured his Master's tea into the decorated teacup, the scent of bergamont and citrus filling his lungs. He placed the teacup down, adding cream and sugar to Ciel's liking. He watched with newfound intent as Ciel lifted the cup to his lips, taking a long sip.
For now, his Master could eat and drink till he got his fill. Yet soon the day would come where it would be the devil's turn to indulge.
very important fandom contributions: an isolated version of autism creature Sebastian from GWA
It almost makes a cute discord emoji but you won't be able to differentiate him from the background if you use midnight setting. The hair is not entirely solid black; on light backgrounds you'll see some gaps (left deliberately for hand drawn vibes)
It is technically a redraw/trace of the panel image because I was not able to isolate and clean up the original in any useable capacity but best efforts were made to preserve the rizz of Yana's linework without deviation
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