#ominasapphirus

[charredchesspiece]

That Butler: Entrapping

{ @ominasapphirus asked: }

Such a response to the boy’s exclamation only furthered his vexation. Indeed, most days, he did forget the nature and details of their covenant. He merely followed a set routine, and so it was easy to forget something as heavily-weighted as their contract. Certainly when a demon was pretending to be human.  Delicate hands couldn’t help themselves from balling into fists out of anger. No, he was not one to hit anything. Not really. He was merely furious and felt that the punishment did not fit the crime. That is to say, it felt much harsher to be deprived of one of his few joys for a month all over a silly craving and one stolen brownie that he had only had a bite of.  A blazing sapphire locked its gaze on the devil. “Don’t you think you’re being a bit austere over something so small?”

𝔖𝔢𝔟𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔞𝔫 𝔣𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔣𝔲𝔩𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 by tapping a long finger against his pursed mouth. “No,” he decides. “But I meant it when I said we may negotiate. What do you truly believe is a fitting consequence for your gluttony today?”

In some ways, this is a punishment in itself. Ciel has to choose his pain, and it must be something Sebastian finds agreeable in magnitude. It is human nature to plead for a lesser sentence, even if it is undeserved, but what butler would Sebastian be if he allowed such a thing?

He thinks no dessert for a month is a fitting end for a moment of gluttony, but what says the young master in his defense?

[forlornprodigy]

❛   take down .

{what if they actually fought >u>}

they've  been  arguing  to  what  seemed  like  hours,  although  it  was  mostly  sirius'  anger  getting  the  best  of  him,  followed  by  pride  &  ego.  he  wasn't  nearly  as  collected  as  his  brother.  and  yet,  each  of  them  knew  exactly  how  to  get  under  one's  skin.  “  listen  to  me  when  i'm  talking  to  you  !  ”  aggressive,  brows  furrowed  and  his  orbs  focusing  upon  his  brother  before  having  the  air  nearly  knocked  out  of  him.  his  black  landed  on  the  ground,  followed  by  a  sudden  thug  while  his  breath  hitched.  damn.  “  get  off  of  me  !  ”  he  pushed  and  shoved,  kicking  his  feet  before  grabbing  his  brother's  shoulders  to  push  him  back.  then  again,  what  were  they  trying  to  prove  here?  maybe  words  hadn't  been  enough,  or  maybe  it  was  all  that  pent  up  frustration  over  the  years,  unable  to  bottle  it  anymore.

[iimpius]

A single sapphire bitterly eyes the demon.

“You’ve been absent some time, Sebastian.”

ah   -   but   of   course.   he   was   being   called   to,   the   tone   of   his   masters   voice   hadn't   been   too   pleased.   maybe   impatient,   maybe   even   irritated.   the   demon   exhaled,   a   proper   stance   as   he   stood   in   front   of   the   young   bluenette,   a   hand   upon   his   chest   over   his   heart   and   a   bow.   “   i   apologize,   my   lord.   certain   duties   occupied   me,   i   can   assure   you   i   am   here   at   your   beck   and   call.   ”

[hcttrick]

@ominasapphirus

A lost soul travels down the streets of London, unsure of his surroundings as footsteps rang out. The rain was pounding down hard, a mysterious helmet covering his head as he was lost in thought.

Whenever he puts the helmet on, he was almost like a mechanical toy as his movements become that of a robot.

He never did associate with most, just his siblings, those from the orphanage he was raised in and his "father".

It was all he knows and the oath that he took, he plans to keep it in order to protect those he cherishes.

This was not his home, this was another world. He was slowly becoming panicked within his mind, slowly drowning despite no water.

His throat feeling tight, like a rope wrapped around and not daring to let him go.

He noticed a tall structure just in the distance so he approached it, looking around as he scanned the various things there.

[ensnaredearl]

@ominasapphirus continued from here

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Alois’ eyes widened in surprise as he felt the shift in Ciel's tone and demeanor. He suddenly dropped the boy, crouching down to better scrutinize the differences in this twin. His own vibrant blue eyes narrowed as he took in the unfamiliar face.

❛ Who the hell are you?? ❜

He mutters more to himself than Ciel with a squint. He tilted his head as he studied the boy before him — no Faustian contract in sight and his tone was strangely gentle. Very odd–!

❛ Well, well, what do we have here? You look like him, but you're not quite the same, are you?❜

Ignoring Ciel's demand, Alois leaned in closer, his face inches away from Ciel's.

❛ You know, that gentle tone of yours is absolutely repulsive. It's almost laughable. Tell me, little mimic, who exactly are you? And what makes you think you can order respect? ❜

[puritates]

CONTINUED

"Ciel, you are a clever, clever man! However! Cleverness doesn't constitute kindness. You are a kind, refined gentleman. I know this. Make sure others around you know so as well!"

There were moments when Francis truly shone through her daughter. At the moment, it was taking the form of lecturing the Earl of Phantomhive on manners, ignoring her own discourtesy in visiting without warning. Her hands were placed firmly on her hips, a petulant stance as she huffed and puffed indignantly. Really, this hadn't been quite how she planned her visit to go. She'd expected to be trying to put a smile on his face. Not this... little tiff.

His apology did mollify her. However slightly. Her shoulders slumped slightly and her narrowed emerald glare softened. Moodswings were more than common to the youngest Midford and quick to change like the tides. Still! This wasn't quite right!

"I do not think I am the one you owe an apology to, dear Ciel. Promise me you'll say sorry properly."

[grellsaw]

❝ how’s it feel to get a taste of your own medicine? ❞

❝ I DIDN'T ASK YOU FOR YOUR INPUT, YOU TWERP ! ❞ ichor of ire drips from her tongue, whilst rising to her feet. fortunately, sebastian must've found her pitiable to only leave the grim reaper with a bloodied lip and damaged facial features after his foot made purchase with her back, causing her to collide against the wall. she promptly dusts off any debris from her person, then turns toward the earl to resume her yelling.

❝ were you not bound to my beloved bassie, i would strangle the life out of you ! don't you dare mock me ! ❞

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒 ! ⸺ @ominasapphirus

[hellishbutler]

✏️ your local menace has appeared

Send in ✏️ and I’ll use this (improved) incorrect quote generator featuring both our muses! (not accepting)

Ciel: I’m so tired. Sebastian: Did you get to bed late? Ciel: No. Sebastian: Did you do something strenuous? Ciel: No. Sebastian: Then why are you tired? Ciel: I’m alive.

bonus one that killed me:

Ciel: The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was changing their name to Sebastian.

[faircanopus]

✧ — @ominasapphirus said: / I MEAN WAS HE LYING THO

lizzie:

[charredchesspiece]

Devilish in nature, the demon's amusement sent shivers down Ciel's spine. Even more so as his only source of light had been concealed by the figure that towered over him. His subtle wording that were harsh underneath served to knit the young man's brows.

How he loathed being scolded like a child. Yet, acting as one has only brought him to his current trouble.

Feeling the weight of the gloved hand loose, the boy was able to make slightly comprehensible sentences through puckered lips.

"I said... let me go!"

With only one free hand, the petite thief fought to claw back the devil's other hand held about his captured wrist. How delicately the evidence sat between his fingers, threatening its end upon the floor.

"What's wrong wiff just one?"

Ah. Provoking would only get him so far.

Something about this moment feels dreadfully familiar.

Eh. It's probably nothing.

Gelid eyes linger on the teetering red velvet brownie. If Ciel is not careful, it will surely crumble, staining the Phantomhive carpet with its deep red body. Wouldn't that be the truest shame? To waste such hard work and artistry—a disturbing thought indeed. It could cause a demon to shudder, which is why the butler plucks the pastry out of Ciel's hand.

"It is the principle, my lord," Sebastian informs with a sharp smile. "Your afternoon tea, which I have never missed in all my years of serving you, is just around the corner now. Had you exercised the patience I know you possess, the brownie would be yours as it was always meant to be." His smile fades now, transitioning into a nonplussed frown. "Why would you do something so childish?"

[forlornprodigy]

grab

enough  was  enough,  wasn't  it?  how  long  were  they  going  to  stand  there  and  argue  —  how  long  was  sirius  going  to  let  ciel  get  under  his  skin?  with  a  deep  sigh  exhaling  through  his  lips  he  furrowed  his  brows  and  simply  stayed  silent.  there  was  nothing  to  say  (  that  was  a  lie  &  truthfully  he  was  tired  )  and  he  had  to  leave,  memories  came  back  to  him  and  processing  everything  all  at  once  seemed  overwhelming.  and  far  too  distracting.  “  i've  had  enough.  ”  his  tone  was  stern,  he  took  no  time  to  explain  himself  before  turning  around  to  take  his  leave.  stopped  in  his  tracks  sirius  turned  around,  feeling  dainty  fingers  grasping  and  lacing  around  his  wrist—  silence  followed  as  he  turned  around  to  look  at  ciel,  furrowing  his  brows  and  emitting  a  sigh  before  lowering  his  gaze.  (  what  was  he  afraid  of?  ) “  why.  ”  he  spoke  quietly.  “  can't  you  let  me  go?  ”  he  murmured. “  like  i  have?”  he  lied.

[iimpius]

"Ow! I think you’ve broken my arm!”

( have a whining brat~)

how   had   he   been   this   careless?   it   seemed   like   the   demon   had   gotten   far   too   preoccupied   with   his   killings   (   or   rather   enjoying   himself   in   a   mass   murder   frenzy   ),   completely   forgetting   his   precious   food   master   hadn't   been   able   to   fight   off   alone.   why   were   humans   this   fragile?  the   sudden   cry   from   him   caused   the   butler   to   spring   at   an   inhuman   speed   towards   the   earl,   furrowing   his   brows   as   he   examined   the   boy's   arm.   not   broken,   just   sprained.   it   was   almost   a   sigh   of   relief,   and   yet   every   second   had   placed   them   in   more   danger.   “   far   too   dramatic,   it's   not   broken.   ”   otherwise   he   would've   heard   a   bone   crack,   even   the   smallest   fracture   he   would've   felt.   sometimes   sebastian   forgot   how   the   earl   had   been   nothing   but   a   whining   brat,   to   his   own   advantage   sometimes. 

[crimsonfacets]

/ He has not spoken a single word yet. Not moved a muscle. Episode 7 showed hints of him when Sebastian chased him. Episode 8 gave more close ups! Next week will have the bizarre doll showdown, I imagine!

{ Also I took all of these photos myself! }

Oh, hell yeah. Here we go. Here we GO.

Thank you for taking the pictures and patching them through!! The website I'm marathoning on JUST updated!! I'll be up to date later on. LET'S GOOOOOOOOO!!!!

[ensnaredearl]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ In today’s episode: Alois learns about the phantomhive twins

[puritates]

Continued from here @ominasapphirus

If she had to describe what she saw, she would only be able to say she was looking at the form of Death itself. His skin looked so pale and thin she fear he could be cut by a brush of her hand. Ciel looked sickly. What horrors had he been through to have come back to her in this state? A cult? He'd been taken by a cult? That couldn't be true. But she'd never known Ciel to be a liar. He had never lied to her.

She stared at his outstretched hand, thoughts racing by. Her left hand pulled the glove from her right unconsciously. Her skirt haloed around her as she knelt by his side and took his beckoning hand in her own. It was real. After all this time, she'd finally found her fiancé. The implications, the lies she'd been told weren't lost on her. She would deal with them later. Her thumb brushed against the back of his hand.

"...You have nothing to apologize for, Ciel," She murmured. "I should be the one apologizing, I-- forgive me. I can't... How long have you been here, you should have-- Undertaker should have-- I would have come. If he, anyone, had told me, I would have come. Dearest Ciel, I won't leave you again, I promise."

[wolfofwinchester]

@ominasapphirus asked: tie.  for your muse to adjust an article of clothing on my muse. (surprise me!)

‘ via the system of touch ’ .

"Think of it this way: I ain't going into town with you, but I'll be with you every step of the way." Claudia reasoned, tying the little green ribbon around Sirius's neck and pinning her own green brooch to the middle of the bow. The accessory might have looked a little silly, like a child deciding to try on their parents cravats and rings too sizable for their fingers and necks, but it oddly enough rested just right, like a doll almost. Rachel cooed behind her, kneeling down behind the grandmother to admire the child decked out in green hues from head-to-toe.

Maybe it was the dressings or the fact the fireplace was brewing, but a very warm and cozy feeling rested on Sirius with the final adjustment of his grandmother's brooch, something that almost felt like a hug. The surface shined and glinted under the light, reflecting the world around him.

"My lucky clover." Rachel giggled, cupping Sirius's face and mushing it gently. "That's it! You're my lucky clover today, Sirius. Everything is going to be wonderful and go just our way!" Scoop! The mother stole the grandchild right from under Claudia's own hands and bounced him in her arms. "What do you say? I think we should visit the gelato shop while we're in town."

"In this weaaather?!" Claudia gawked, head spun nearly off her shoulders to STARE at Rachel. "You're goin' to have him turned to an icicle!"

"No, no." Rachel flapped her hand dismissively, radiating brightly as she began waltzing from the manor with child in arm. "The gelato shop might have iced desserts, but I assure you they keep the shop well-warmed! It's going to be just fine. ~"

"And what sense is that?? Iced treats in a warm shop?? You must be pullin' my ear, girl." Claudia stalked after, briefly reaching up to fuss over Sirius's hat and hair before leaving him be. "Ho-ho, I've never been in that gelato shop before, but I can tell ya the others I've been to have been damned frosted."

"Mother, language!"