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cielseyes · 2 years
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ciel: don’t correct me.
sebastian: don’t be wrong.
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cielseyes · 3 years
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sebastian: when was the last time you slept master?
ciel, holding his 17th cup of tea: no.
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cielseyes · 4 years
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bard: young master, where were you last night?
ciel: i was out partying and smoking weed
sebastian: don’t lie, you were at the library, you fucking nerd
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cielseyes · 4 years
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mey rin, bard, and finny: Sebastian are you mad?
Sebastian: no.
mey rin, bard, and finny: so sharpening knifes at 3 in the morning is just a hobby?
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cielseyes · 4 years
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Sebastian: I beg your pardon?
Ciel: then beg
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cielseyes · 4 years
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finny: so when does the judgemental express arrive?
sebastian: ciel arrives at noon
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cielseyes · 4 years
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me: ciel I baked you a cake
ciel: what’s in it
me: my love
ciel: sorry I’m allergic
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cielseyes · 4 years
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grell: nah bro, you live in a society, I live in a homoerotic Victorian romance novel
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cielseyes · 4 years
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Sebastian: where’s ciel
Finny: he said he wanted to get some fresh air
Sebastian: finny... WE’RE ON A CARRIAGE
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cielseyes · 4 years
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Ciel: *internally* hostage or not, sometimes it’s nice to be held
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cielseyes · 4 years
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Grell: I think I’m falling for you
Sebastian: ok then get up
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cielseyes · 4 years
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ciel: I will not even hesitate when I strangle you today
Sebastian: can you even reach my neck
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cielseyes · 4 years
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HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY CIEL
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cielseyes · 4 years
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grim reaper: *pulls out death scythe, which has the ability to reap any soul, can cut into anyone and anything*
Sebastian: *pulls out the butter knifes he stole from the kitchen*
grim reaper: is that all you got?
Sebastian: see that short midget over there? HE BELIEVES IN ME.
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cielseyes · 4 years
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grell: *does literally anything*
sebastian: young master! What’s the number for the local thotline? I think I’ve found their missing hoe
ciel, drinking tea: *not missing a beat* why would you want to turn yourself in?
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cielseyes · 4 years
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Villain: I’m here to kill you
Ciel: not if I kill myself first
Villain: wait
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cielseyes · 4 years
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“Happy (bitter) Birthday to my favorite brat, Alois”
-Me
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