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He screamed and backed up a few steps, only barely stopping himself from dropping his knife in his surprise. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOUR CAT?!”
Yuu hesitated for just a moment too long. “Uhhhhh nothing is wrong with him.”
“THEY'RE GREEN?!”
(TWST zombie apocalypse au where Yuu beast tames a little too close to the sun)
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- Part 2 of Better when I'm Dancin'
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The child had destroyed himself. Or been destroyed, a little every day. He would become something else. Dying and waking. Is this what it meant, those words? His precious Stoics. Their contemplation of death. Look squarely at the things you fear.
Perhaps that’s why the boy had always met his servant’s gaze so steadily.
In the wake of the Campania's disastrous voyage, Ciel Phantomhive has plenty to cause him anxiety. His health, his betrayal by the Undertaker, and Easter lunch with his family.
And despite recent injury, his demon appears to be in the mood for games...Series
- Part 4 of Flowers of Evil
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19 Aug 2023
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Wettschulden sind Ehrenschulden by meguri_aite for Himmelreich
Fandoms: Kuroshitsuji | Black Butler
12 Aug 2015
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Wettschulden sind Ehrenschulden - a German saying, meaning a gentleman always honors his gambling debts.
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19 Aug 2023
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Vincent knelt down, holding up the kid's t-shirt, and he was level with the bruises. With his son’s kitten nipples, sharp and pink and shadowed with splotched purple. Marked. Bitten, and Vincent pulled the t-shirt down again. He looked up at Ciel’s closed white face.
‘What,’ he said, ‘the fuck is this?’
‘Nothing,’ said Ciel, again, and he opened his blue eyes wide and wet and fluttering. Faltering.
‘Where were you? When I was looking for you?’
‘Garage.’ Concrete scuffs, raw on his bare knees.
‘With who?’
‘Mhhm,’ said Ciel. His little pink mouth was pressed closed. His chin was crumpling. ‘Nobody.’People are talking about Vincent's kid.
Vincent doesn't like it.
He doesn't like the way Ciel looks at his daddy's grown-up friend, either.It's a vent fic. Lacking any possible moral redemption. The tags say it all, really.
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19 Aug 2023
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Vincent enters into an arrangement with Undertaker, which can lead to nothing good.
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19 Aug 2023