A Ticklish ButlerAnother day at the Phantomhive estate. Ciel was bored. He wandered from room to room, searching for something interesting to do. There were no cases to take on, no work to be done. It was as if all the criminals of London had packed their bags and left. It was a silent day.More Like This
Ciel walked into a room and spotted Mey-Rin taking some plates down for dinner. It was inevitable. Seconds later, she fell and all the plates flew into the air. Momentarily, Sebastian rushed past Ciel and grabbed all the plates.
"Please do be careful next time," Sebastian said in annoyance. Mey-Rin simply nodded then took the plates and went to lay them at the dinner table.
"Young Master, do you desire anything?" Ciel took a moment that Sebastian was talking to him.
"No, no." And with that, Ciel walked off. He began to think about Sebastian. He knew nothing about him yet Sebastian knew all about him and his weaknesses. What could his weakness be? Even a demon must have a weak spot. Ciel barely noticed that he
SheriartyI think I'm starting to ship itMore Like This
I really think I ship it...
You know what?
I ship Sheriarty
In my opinion, it's better than Johnlock
Can't UnderstandI hear his screams.More Like This
I hate that sound. It means I've failed to protect him. There's nothing quite so frustrating for me as not being able to comfort my young master.
It's still a little strange to me, to be thinking like this. But young master screams again, and I can't think or care about anything else.
It takes me less than half a minute to get to him. The mark on my hand burns and hums as I throw the door open.
My heart drops into my stomach at the sight of my young master. His clothes are soaked through, and he smells of some odd chemical I can't place off the top of my head. I almost can't tell if he's breathing or not.
I don't really notice my legs moving. All I can think is that I have to get to him, I have to comfort him, I have to know he's all right.
I'm not prepared for his reaction.
I barely touch him before he pulls away and yells at me not to touch him. He's never told me not to touch him. He's slapped me away before, but...
I can barely recognize the sc
Season 3, Ep. 2, part 1His Butler, A StrangerMore Like This
Warning: Contains OOC - ness, OCs, and Sebastian being a whore.
"It's time to get up, young master"
Sebastian draws the curtains back. Ciel sighs and sits up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "A breakfast of sausage links and toast with scrambled eggs is waiting for you in the kitchen" he continues, "For tea, there is green tea sweetened with honey." He dresses Ciel quickly in a green outfit and gray ribbon, then bows and turns to leave. "I'm afraid you'll have to eat quickly, young master" he says. He glances over his shoulder.
"There has been another incident."
Over the last two weeks, there has been a string of bizarre arson cases plaguing England. The cases themselves barely make any sense; it's always a single building surrounded by others that won't burn at all, or if nothing else, as easily. There's no noticeable pattern to that attacks; different types of buildings, different cities, different types of owners (ethnically speaking