#ominasapphirus

[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]

"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. 

[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? ❜

[corvus--coraxx]

❛ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ❜

ㅤㅤㅤOh, there was always something to say, though more often than not it landed the butler in hot water. Unable to tell a lie — though he desperately wished to simply brush off the remark with a coy no, nothing at all, my lord — Sebastian simply grinned before placing a plate before the seated Earl. ㅤㅤㅤ❛❛ I have prepared a bread and butter pudding for this afternoon's tea, consisting of leftover bits of this morning's freshly prepared loaf that has been sweetend by vanilla cream and raisins, and spiced with cinnamon. Accompanying it will be a ceylon black tea to offset the richness. ❜❜  ㅤㅤㅤA steaming cup of a freshly poured brew was placed beside the boy. ㅤㅤㅤ❛❛ I do hope you will enjoy it. ❜❜  ㅤㅤㅤWith that, and a polite bow, the butler took his leave with the tea cart in tow.

[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."

[divinecanopus]

@ominasapphirus liked for a mini starter !

"Ciel?"

Elizabeth knelt over to nudge her fiance awake as he seemed to have fallen asleep at his chair.

"Is everything alright? You've been asleep for three hours."

[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:

[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!!!!

[forlornprodigy]

" i can't help you if you hide things from me . "

“  tch.  ”  as  if  he  needed  his  brother's  help.  sirius  furrowed  his  brows,  trying  to  collect  his  thoughts  as  he  captured  his  brother's  attention.  “  why,  it's  none  of  your  business  anyway.  ”  it's  not  that  ciel  didn't  care  either,  maybe  he  cared  too  much  in  ways  the  younger  twin  hadn't  been  used  to  anymore.  isolated  and  solely  trusting  the  demon  now.  defensive  was  his  shield,  and  ciel  was  quite  persistent  in  this  matter.  how  nauseating. 

[iimpius]

" Someone might see us. "

there   was   a   sudden   tone   shift   within   the   boy's   words,   his   mood   changed   just   as   quick   as   his   facial   expression   did.   it   was   enough   for   the   demon   to   notice   and   become   concerned   for   his   master,   his   attention   solely   focused   upon   the   earl   as   he   had   held   him   in   his   arms   (   much   quicker   this   way,   the   young   bluenette   could   barely   keep   up   now   )   and   close   to   his   chest.   “   understood.   ”   he   murmured   under   his   breath,   his   heightened   senses   focused   around   him,   a   quick   maneuver   from   the   corner   and   back   into   the   dark   alley.   for   now,   they   were   safe.  still   it's   surprising   how   they   keep   finding   themselves   in   these   situations,   it   was   comical   and   yet   just   as   thrilling   for   him   watching   the   boy   scramble   in   panic   and   attempt   to   think   of   a   quick   escape;   in   which   the   demon   had   always   been   the   savior,   as   he   always   had   been.  “   this   won't   do,   we   are   safe   for   now   but   we   better   keep   moving.   i'd   suggest   for   you   to   hold   on.   ”   if   this   wasn't   a   clear   sign   for   him   to   hold   on   tighter… 

[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!"

[ensnaredearl]

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

[corvus--coraxx]

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

ㅤㅤㅤUnsightly. ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤGloved fingers pressed to his mouth, smearing bold vibrance along the plump mound of flesh, coloring the rosy pink a striking crimson. A hungry thrill raced up his spine at the prospect of some sort of meal — even if it was mere crumbs compared to what awaited him at the end of this contract. ㅤㅤㅤAh, no... This did not fit a butler's aesthetic ; He could not appear this way in front of his young master. Even now, the wrinkle of the boy's nose and the curl of his upper lip suggested an expression of disgust. ㅤㅤㅤ❛❛ My apologies, ❜❜ the breathless rasp of his voice betrayed his excitement, ❛❛ I will make myself more presentable at once. Do excuse the mess. ❜❜ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤA hand — clothed in pristine white now, with a glove change — reached forward to give the young lord something to hold onto as his heeled feet stepped over the pile of motionless bodies strewn across the ground. ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤSurely he would be reprimanded later for his flashy way of disposing the obstacles in their way, but for now there was a task as hand to be completed.