#thelordphantomhive

[idioticdemon-blog]

@the-lord-phantomhive Sebastian hummed in reply, pulling a clean shirt from the wardrobe. "Where I am from, clothes don't have gender. You can wear whatever you please." He made his way back to Ciel, looking down at his reddened face with a small smile. "But, of course, humans believe differently."

[youdamnrat-blog]

Loneliness AU || the-lord-phantomhive Closed.

Every day was the same. He'd get to school and not talk to anyone. He'd spend all day every day just sitting and sometimes get into the occasional fight that an older kid would start on him for no reason. He hated going to school, knowing he had no one to talk to, knowing he'd spend the whole day completely on his own.

[hisbutlersinful]

@the-lord-phantomhive

I had considered this idea for quite some time now. After we had both endured the best and the worst of each other the idea had come to mind. Our anger towards the situation had dulled some. I had begun to think of it as a sort of bittersweet curse. I no longer had to be alone ever again. I desired to make it even more permanent.

It was a strange thought for me to have...to ask such a thing? Such a mundane human thing? I suppose after so many years I had lost track of where "Sebastian Michaelis the human butler" ended and my true demonic self began. So blurred and intertwined now...such was my fate after remaining in this form for so long.

On impulse I had...created the traditional article. As he was born a human I imagined he wanted this to occur as he was accustomed to. Every time I saw him the ring was with me...though I couldn't bring myself to ask. Would I ever? I asked myself bringing my master his evening paper.

[seabasschanmichaelis-blog]

AU Night in an Asylum Starter for the-lord-phantomhive

Sebastian broke the lock on the front door. They'd been exposed to the elements so long, it wasn't difficult. "You ready, Ciel? Or are you scared of the dark?" he asked, turning to the boy by his side as he kicked the door open. Inside was the front desk covered in rotted ceiling tile pieces and mold. It was obvious by the smell that the place hadn't been touched for years.

[itsflake]

Pathetic ||Ciel and Flake|| the-lord-phantomhive

Flake sighed and rolled his eyes again. “You could have just asked me” he grumbled, crossing his arms. “What do you think how I should punish you?”

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[expectingbutler]

@The-Lord-Phantomhive

It was tea time when Sebastian felt the need to throw up for the third time today. It annoyed the butler greatly that this need to throw up would come at the worst of times, especially around guests and when he was cooking. Sebastian managed to get Ciel today's tea of Earl Grey with some macarons, but before he could say anything, he rushed out of the office, found the nearest bathroom, and started to vomit in the loo. If it wasn't for the fact that he had started to sneak some human food to eat, the vomit would've only consisted of blood.

"Ugh..." he muttered to himself and sat down on the floor, lying his head on the lid. "I can't wait for this part to be over..." he pulled out a handkerchief and cleaned off his lips of the remains.

[my-claude-faustus]

"Are you feeling alright?"

The butler looked over and sniffled. “Yes, I’m fine.” He smiled weakly.

[ask-neko-undertaker]

"Please don't leave me."

The mortician gave the earl a small smile, placing a hand on Ciel's head. If he was surprised at the boy's words, he didn't show it. “I won't be gone long.”

[hisbutlersinful]

One Foot Out the Door @the-lord-phantomhive

It had been months since that day...the day when both my master and I had changed forever. He had become a demon and I was to remain his butler; forever. Having had one of things I desired forever out of my reach I hoped for the other. Something that was now possible. I confessed that I had feelings, but they were unrequited. It had been too much to hope that things might change.

Now I found it difficult to muster any enthusiasm for my work, I went about my chores silently but were still completed dutifully. My sudden change in personality had not gone unnoticed. The other servants at first attempted to cheer me up and when it proved impossible they tried to get me to open up to them. After I refused to they simply gave up. I couldn't explain the events that had transpired, nor the reason why I felt the way I did. 

I grew tried of this monotony. Nothing changed and I was useless to him now. I wanted my freedom, but I feared his reaction if I suggested such a thing. So for now I brought him his afternoon tea, which was now only for appearances. I said nothing as I brought it in.

[sxrpens-archive]

the-lord-phantomhive:

Ciel whipped Snake again, and again, and again, and again. By the time he was done, tears were falling down his face in a steady stream. “Lay on the bed, I will go get the medical supplies and patch you up”, he said. This seemed to happen more often than naught. Ciel would see something he didn’t like, loose his temper, hurt Snake, then treat him like a king until he was all better. Part of it was guilt for taking it out on the other male, but in all reality, there was a disconnect it Ciel’s mind that sent him off the edge, and by the time he came back to himself, he had already started the punishment, and refused to quit halfway, but it would leave him in tears.

Each lash of the whip made his body jerk and tremble even more each time, and although he did let out a few cries on the first couple of licks by the time the other whipped him a third time he no longer cried out. He had been trained to remain quiet during his beatings when he was younger, and even though it took him a little while to get back into the habit since it had been so long ago, he managed to keep silent by biting his lip and closing his eyes. Of course, that didnt stop the water from falling out of his eyes with each lick he was given; or the sensitive skin on his back from snapping open and bleeding wherever the whip touched; or even his lip from bleeding from how hard he was biting down. Everything was numb to him by that point, and once his master finished his punishment Snake let himself fall to his knees on the floor. He waited a few minutes after the other had left before he finally managed to gather up enough strength to rise an move himself over to the bed, each small movement sending a burning sensation to the open and bleeding wounds on his back.

[itsflake]

✃

Flake looked up from his bed, staring at his pet with empty eyes. He was convinced he didn’t love him anymore, he had been so distant lately. He surely just waited for an opportunity to get away. Flake had wanted to give it to him, he had tried to take his own life. Unsuccessfully, sadly.

“Have you come to say goodbye to me before you leave?” he asked his voice flat and dead, and he swallowed to keep the lump of tears down. “Or are you coming to mock me that I can’t even succeed in killing myself?”

[feliciakainzofspades]

A new contract//closed with The-lord-phantomhive

Summoning demons is a tricky job. One had to be wary of the consequences it could have, such as them taking things literal. But Tori knew this, after all he used a demon trap protection to keep himself safe if the demon tried anything.

After lighting the candles, he took out the book and sighed. "Come to me, clouds. May you rise as an evil storm born to rip them open. Let the cover of night bear witness and destroy those who resist so they shall harm me not. Let the blood of many cleanse me, preserving beauty eternal, I pray you" he chanted.

[the--broken--hearted-blog]

Zero sighed deeply and rubbed his arms, shivering softly as he kept walking on, trying to find a home. Every home wouldn't take him. Some thought he was associated with the devil because he had black hollow eyes and abnormal colored white hair that was tied up in a bun. Zero just kept on walking. Some people hated him for his voice because it was so emotionless, his face expressionless. People seen him as a freak usually. He kept shivering and moving on until he seen a huge mansion. Well..he could try? He walked closer up to it and knocked hard on the door, waiting for someone to answer it.

[sxrpens]

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               "Hm-–..."

   Well, this was certainly a surprise.

   He was called down by his boss not too long ago, with the news that he had a new customer intrigued by his skills after having heard some others talking about him somewhere, and he had come down to meet this customer as he was told. 

   However, what he didn't expect to find was a boy who seemed a bit too young to be in a place like this – at least on his own.

   Looking him up and down, then around them in case someone else was coming, the pale man finally spoke.

               "-– Where are your parents?" he asked nonchalantly.                "I assume one of them was the one who called me down?"

[hisbutlersinful]

The Grandest Revenge (closed)

Sebastian Michaelis sat in his cold dank cell listening to water drip from the ceiling. It never stopped, and even now it still bothered him to hear it every night and day. He would complain if he could, but it wasn’t as if anyone was going to fix it. Down here he was as insignificant as the rat scurrying across the floor. He had fallen far from his positon of a lord and dedicated servant of the Queen who along with two others had contained and managed the underworld.

Somewhere along the line someone had made a mistake and caught the attention of the Yard. Then the only decision to make was who was going to take the fall. It was only a matter of time before one of the three ratted out another. Sebastian had been too noble to do, Aleister was too afraid of repercussions, so it was Claude who had jumped at the opportunity. He was handsomely rewarded and Sebastian was sent to the Tower of London after being stripped of his title and denounced to all of the Empire.

Though he had left calmly and displaying the utmost dignity there was a burning hatred in his heart. Sebastian swore revenge. It had only festered and grown every day he sat in this prison. He’d contemplated it over and over like some sort of dream. It was the only thing that got him through the days, and as unobtainable as it was he needed to cling to some sort of hope or he’d go mad. After exacting his revenge he would find Hannah and reclaim her. He missed her dearly and before all of this chaos occurred he had considered purposing to her. Sebastian could see no other woman as his wife. He would set her straight and they would run off together. Travel the world, finally be married, settle somewhere no one would look for them, perhaps America, and have children.

Once again Sebastian was rehearsing this delusional vengeance when his thoughts were broken by the sound of boots coming down the hallway.

“His timing is impeccable.” He muttered. Once again the jailer was coming to whip information out of him; his last scars had only just healed. No one was convinced that the Earl and Viscount had told the whole story. Sebastian withheld the information as he didn’t feel that suffering down here with him would be enough. They might not even be arrested at all. His word could be taken as false or they might escape or bribe their way out. Desperately he wished for a way to avoid his fate.

Suddenly he recalled that most of his customers had been members of cults who needed sacrifices and other materials. He’d scoffed at the notion that they could truly achieve their goal of summoning a demon. Such things didn’t exist, but being as desperate as he was he decided to try it. Sebastian bit his index finger hard enough to draw a small stream of blood and then moved to the floor. Carefully he drew the pentagram on the driest part of the floor while trying to recall the words. At first he stumbled over the foreign words, but his conviction was strong. He remembered to stand inside the symbol once he was finished drawing it.

If you can hear me demon then make haste I require your services and I'm willing to pay any price you name. Sadly I can’t offer you much as I only have my body and soul left to give.

When no response came he laughed at himself.

“Maybe I am going mad.” He held his forehead.

[itsflake]

Coming home //Ciel and Flake//the-lord-phantomhive

"My dear, I am Ciel, I’m your Ciel", the boy cooed and lightly caressed Flake’s cheek,"really open your eyes and look at me, I’m all yours."

"My Ciel..." he whimpered, hugging him tightly. "my Ciel... I missed you" he cried, clinging to the much smaller male. Ciel was the only reason he was still somewhat sane and alive. If it hadn't been for him, he would just have given up years ago.

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