Awwww, How Adorable. I Really Want To See This Now! Poor Ciel Though, He’s Just Over There Like: “Get

Oh, ahahaha, and then this last photo I took.

This is the young master taking my phone away just as I take a picture, so the picture turned out all blurry. But I still adore this picture even if it is blurry because, well, memories!

Sebastian: Demons don't have family.

Also Sebastian: (scrolling through his phone) And this is my young master taking his first soul, and this is my young master threatening the king, and this is Finny picking a flower, and this is Baldroy burning down the kitchen, and this is Mey Rin breaking every piece of china we had left, and...

I’M CRYING--

THIS IS SO FREAKIN’TRUE

Made Ciel in Picrew! (I know, it looks like Sunny from that OMORI game) (But that is because it kind of is Sunny from that OMORI game) (Because I used an OMORI picrew)

Ciel:

“Sebastian, I can see you’re stressed. You’re pouring milk into the dehumidifier “

“Ah shit”

^^^^^

THIS

THIS MADE ME LAUGH

Gaylebastian part 7

Sebastian: All right, Ciel, everything’s looking good for the luncheon today. I have some real heavy hitter’s for my bull pen. I’m talking grapes the size of B-cups, a ham roast that could feed a lion pride for a calendar month. I’ve got a calzone that’s so big, it registered as a passenger in my car and the unbuckled seatbelt alarm kept going off, so I had to buckle it in and then live with the shame of looking like a calzone chauffeur

Sebastian: The one thing that isn’t complete is my pièce de résistance, the dessert: my golden-brown crusted, piping-hot, jacked-up apple pie. The only way I can achieve the crunchiest, crispiest crust is if I cook it ten minutes before company arrives. So I’m leaving it till the last minute

Ciel: Sebastian, I can see you’re stressed. You’re pouring milk into the dehumidifier

Sebastian: Ah shit

Sebastian: Look, it doesn’t matter. We can’t cook this baby until ten minutes before company arrives, because I’m serving this thing PIPIN’ HOT

Ciel: Don’t you think that’s cutting it a little close?

Sebastian: I’m an adrenaline junkie, son, I need the rush, but I’ll admit these are stressful times

— the next day on the ride to school —

Ciel: So are we just not gonna talk about your luncheon—

Sebastian: My luncheon was terrific.

Ciel: You can’t be serious

Sebastian: I think my luncheon was lovely, son.

Ciel: I heard you describing it to Agni as “elegant and fun”—

Sebastian: Elegant and fun, that’s correct, which it was. Wouldn’t you say it was elegant and fun?

Ciel: Which part, when you screamed “I’m simply one hell of a host” while juggling all of our knives, or when you let forty-six of your cats swarm the dining room?

Sebastian: 

Sebastian: Both

Ciel: Also, remind me, why is the Bose player in the back seat?

Sebastian: … I need to get it repaired at media services after I drop you off

Ciel: Mhm. And how did it break?

Sebastian: The volume… somehow got… maxed out or something. I don’t really know

Ciel: Uh-huh. Might that have been from you blaring Andrea Bocelli at the maximum volume for upwards of seven minutes?

Sebastian: Oh look, it’s your school. Have a smart day, son

Ciel: Yeah, bye

“ dislocate my shoulder, put the jug in the new fresh muscle divot, and march into that house like a war hero decorated in Tide, Pepperidge Farm, and Newman’s Own “ I’M F**KING CRYING LOL

modern!Sebastian as Gayle from Chris Fleming’s GAYLE skits

Sebastian: So I got home from Whole Foods, and as you well know, I always make it in the house with my groceries in one trip. No exceptions. Well looking around at today’s load, I knew it was gonna be a little rough. For one, I was covered head to toe in car grease—

Agni: Why?

Sebastian: Well back at Whole Foods, I saw Claude Faustus with sixteen items in a twelve item express lane. I’m not gonna deal with that shit. So I go out to his Toyota Corolla and cut his brake lines. What would you have done?

Wolfram and Agni:

Sebastian: Anyway, looking at all that grease, I knew balancing the milk jug in my elbow, as per usual, wasn’t gonna happen today.

Wolfram: Well why didn’t you just take two trips?

Sebastian: The coward’s way out? I’d rather take a bullet. So, I realize I can do one of two things. One: throw that milk jug through my glass window, like I did last week, or two: dislocate my shoulder, put the jug in the new fresh muscle divot, and march into that house like a war hero decorated in Tide, Pepperidge Farm, and Newman’s Own

reblogging because, well, *looks at my url* 

Edward:If you had to choose between My sister and all the money I have in my wallet,which one would you choose?

Ciel:That depends,how much money are we talking about?

Lizzy:Ciel!!

Edward:69 cents..

Ciel:I'll take the money..

Lizzy:CIEL!!!!

For some reason.. This gives off extreme Bardroy vibes.

Sebastian, referring to the three servants messing things up:

Do better. :c

twisted wonderland as cakes

(sender is on the left and recipient is on the right if that wasn't clear)