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Actors AU (Please open image in a new tab if it’s too small!)

I know loads of people have probably done this AU already but I wanted to do a short comic on it too. So basically no one died and they’re all actors in DR3. It’s what actually happened, seriously ;w;

anonymous asked:

I thought I was over of how bad s4 was but I'm not and it's now 4 am and I can't sleep. The thought that's making me loose sleep is why did they have to make Mary part of the team? It's just the two of them against the rest of the world, right? why did they have to love her and include her in the cases? Why can't at least Sherlock see how horrible she is? I know I'm being rediculous but it gets to me it really does

Hey same ridiculous insomniac anon do you know what gets to me too??? John cheating on Mary even if it’s texting… people argue that it’s in character he’s a womanizer after all but isn’t he the guy who’s loyal very quickly? What do you think?

Hi Nonny!

Yeah, I never understood why they went the route of making all of S4 essentially NOT about John and Sherlock. I liked the visuals of T6T and TLD, but Mary REALLY fucking killed it for me, especially the magical redemption arc they chose to give to her. The whole season felt really ooc for me, and Mary being more of Sherlock’s partner than John was REALLY rubbed me and many others the wrong way. The way the narrative was going, it SHOULD have been her being on the run FROM them, not working WITH them.

Because of this, I really, really feel like there is a false narrative at play here, that the entirety of S4 is being told like a blog entry (hence why they stopped the blog AND used the title of one of the entries to clue us into this fact) because of all the OOC-ness, inconsistencies, fourth wall breaking, “scene jumping” and the “fakeness” of Mary’s death and TFP. The season contains a sense of adventure,  is romanticized (though in the wrong direction), and fantastical elements, just like the blog. I found it SO bizarre that Sherlock CONSTANTLY kept saying “I’m Sherlock Holmes!”… just like John’s blog would have done. And TFP for me is John’s TAB, so there’s already an alternative narrative. Anyway, this went way off topic, but you get me. John’s blog is playing out on screen. Why, I don’t know; perhaps to show the general audience that not having John and Sherlock in the picture together doesn’t work, since most of the entries are told as if John is standing on the sidelines watching events unfold – ergo making the season seem very not-our-show. Plus, calling the first episode “The Six Thatchers” after a blog entry on John’s blog and ENDING the season with Mary narrating is so telling to me.

Second part of your ask: I AGREE. It’s really weird to me, simply because we SAW John was essentially done with dating by the end of ASiB because he was happy with whatever he could get with Sherlock. And it took him TWO YEARS to mourn Sherlock before he decided to move on, and for whatever reason, Mary was able to establish that trust with John within six months (I presume she emulated what she thought John wanted, but she’s a professional manipulator). He only stayed with Mary because he didn’t think Sherlock wanted what John wanted, and perhaps also some manipulation on Mary’s part, convincing John that Sherlock would never love him like she loved him.

So then when John is “cheating” I find it really OOC, if only because I just can’t see John ever wanting to get involved with anyone every again after the heartbreak of both Sherlock and Mary. Though, I still hold the belief that it’s really Sherlock John is texting in T6T, and we are told otherwise because of the false narratives (given that I think that the episodes are being told like a blog entry, it’s only natural to assume lies about the things truly happening are present). And maybe it was “just texting”, fine, but it just doesn’t really fit John’s character to me unless that person is Sherlock or unless John is doing another plan behind everyone’s backs with Mycroft (ie. the texting is coded and E is an associate of Mycroft). He has serious trust issues, even an emotional affair with some rando on the bus just doesn’t jive with his character arc they’ve built up over three seasons.

I don’t know. People say it’s in his character, but I just have a really hard time seeing it, especially since he knows the kind of person Mary is (killing Sherlock for trying to tip off John), like… I can’t imagine he would do that again. Mary’s complete shift from the character she was in S3 is what’s tipping me off the most about a false narrative, and as such we can assume the other characters may not be who they seem to be as well, at least in my opinion.

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askatruegryffindor  asked:

Lemony Snicket from out of nowhere: Of course, in this case, "I’m manly as hell." was only meant to reassure. They have never been more smol and curly than that photo suggested. Here, the saying "manly as hell" could be defined as "Yes, I was once and still continue to be a smol bean but don't want others to know of my smol-ness"

(( OOC: I AM NOT SMO- 

I……. I’M NOT…… I AM….. not…. 

Fuck. )) 

What bothers me with Aerith ship headcanons is how a lot of them assume a quiet, tradition, married outcome with Zack or Cloud. Seriously, Aerith would be bored as a housewife or a flower shop owner! This is why she knows Midgar so much, she walks around!

And getting married isnt the end of happiness. Just because you’re married out of love it does'nt mean the emotional high would be sustained for a long time. Each individuals have personal desires, goals and dreams outside their partners. I pity fanon Aerith who is an empty husk who has nothing but “love” and would be a zombie in a fairy tale marriage scenario that fans love.

bloominghands  asked:

Robin x Sanji for the kid prompt? :3c

//THIS CHILD IS FASHION

[CHILDEMEME CLOSED]

you can set yourself on fire || kidge week day 1

A/N: so so so i actually saw @88bulletsart​‘s kidge week prompts but i really wanted to write for @kidgeweek​‘s prompts as well so here you go. super late. i really hope none of you mind! 

i’ll be writing for both weeks tho, so expect a hell of a lot more of my writing! title is from crazy=genius by p!atd. and yes, i will base my story titles off p!atd songs and lyrics coz i’m panic trash 


Prompt: Burn

Summary: Pidge may or may not have accidentally singed herself in one of her technical endeavors but lucky enough Keith was quick to help out.


It was no secret that Keith was the most observant of all the paladins of Voltron, second only to Shiro who somehow managed to pick up on…well, everything. The only real difference between the two of them was that the older paladin would rely on this skill when in battle and rarely outside of it. Meanwhile Keith can’t help but notice all the little things in their daily lives.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! So, your headcannon on Alex and Andrew absolutely wrecked me, it was fantastic. I was wondering if you wanted to expand on it a little bit? Like how Andrew and Neil got together again and dealing with the Alex thing?

Huh, it would appear that I saw “expand” and then wrote something which doesn’t answer this ask at all. Oh well. Here’s the sequel/prequel/companion to this post.

Warnings for my D- humor and some ooc-ness because I hey I already drastically redid their backstories and dynamic so why wouldn’t they be slightly different people.

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anonymous asked:

What do you think of Mark Hamill saying he fundamentally disagrees with basically every choice they made for Luke in Last Jedi? I'll admit, it's definitely got me a little worried.

First: Can I have a source for this cause this is my first time hearing about this?

Second: Even so, I’m not surprised. Cause here’s the thing.

I love the sequels, I do. The new trio characters are fantastic and so lovable. They really carried TFA and I’m excited to watch their stories continue. But when you try to connect the sequels to the original trilogy…the plot…really doesn’t make much sense.

Return of the Jedi ends with Luke marking the Jedi’s return and reestablishing what the Jedi stand for. He is full of compassion and passion and emotion and love and everything else the old Jedi frowned upon, but it never leads to him giving into the Dark Side. In fact, Luke is so light, so full of heart and hope, he pulls his father out of the dark, proving that passion isn’t something to fear as long as it’s used right. We, the audience, can infer from this that Luke will train more Jedi in the future and won’t rely entirely on the old ways to do so. He’ll create a new generation of Jedi that are better than the last and won’t repeat the mistakes of the past. The movie purposely ends on that hopeful note.

Flash forward and apparently Luke didn’t do this?? He tried to train his nephew, failed, and just gave up after that?? The same man who stubbornly believed there was good in his father and never gave up trying to help his father and in turn the rest of the galaxy gave up on his young nephew and, even worse, ran away after that????

What the heck????

And then you have Kylo Ren, the biggest Vader stan to live, who thinks he’s doing what Anakin would want, because apparently we’re just ignoring the fact that Anakin repented and returned to the light in the end??? Even if you say Kylo didn’t know about that, it’s OOC for Luke to not tell him because Luke would definitely want the galaxy to know that in the end his father, Anakin Skywalker, the famed Jedi war hero and pilot, was good. Without that, it’s just coming across as JJ Abrams trying to make Kylo Vader 2.0 despite what canon says, and despite Luke’s character.

And it also has to be at the cost of Han and Leia’s characters because they have to be shitty parents for Kylo’s character to make any damn sense as it’s presented thus far. I’m not even a huge Star Wars nerd and I know all of this is wildly OOC for the original trilogy characters.

I get the story Abrams is trying to tell, with nothing being black and white, because even the OT ended with Light still being good and Dark still being bad. Luke was still set in that ideology and the sequels are probably going to open his eyes to that, have him grow beyond that. But it could’ve been handled so much better, and not at the expense of the original characters and everything they stood for.

Basically I’m not surprised Mark Hamill is against the way Abrams is handling Luke because so far he’s done a terrible job with the rest of the OT trio too. My hate of plot holes and OOC-ness and the treatment of the OT trio is in constant battle with my love for Rey, Finn, and Poe and the story Abrams is trying to tell about them. I don’t know how to feel. I really wish Abrams would’ve handled the sequels better.

anonymous asked:

I love you for not feminizing Keith. I get that a lot of people like to feminize all the paladins but i really hate it particularly with Keith bc there is a long history of feminizing Asian men in hollywood and western culture. In the show, he's not weak and tiny, he's the same size as Lance! whenever I see artwork of him being "dainty" "petite" or dressed in women's clothing, it really just seems like more of the idea that Asians aren't MANLY or strong. Or it's a fetish which is worse

It’s more of a personal preference for me. I dislike seeing a feminine Keith especially since it doesn’t seem in character for him. (I’m like, weirdly picky on ooc-ness of characters. Sometimes I don’t mind but it’s a hit or miss.)

It’s definitely a no-no for me though. I just don’t like it. It reminds me of those dainty boys you’d see in yaois and I hate those. They’re always blushing and crying or something like that. Especially when it comes to ships, I’m not fan of differences like that.

You can have a strong feminine boy without making him look tiny and fragile. If I ever drew Keith feminine (which is unlikely bc all I ever draw is lance now), you can expect him to still remain fit and tall : /

But that’s just my preference for it at least

Green meets Blue

MariChat May 25th: Akumatized Chat

(ao3)

Summary: Marinette tries and fails to protect her identity.

I apologize for the Ooc-ness is this.


“Why are you dating him?” Chat asked, his voice sounding distinctly bitter.

Marinette blinked at the boy in confusion. He showed up without any fanfare and then demanded to know why she was going on a date. How did he even know about it?

“Is there any reason you need to know?” She asked flatly.

His expression flickered into something angry for a moment before fading back to something more neutral. “Just tell me.” His own voice flat.

She frowned. “No. It’s not your business who I date.” With that said she went back to drawing out her designs.

Chat lips thinned into a line. “Dating him for the pretty face, eh?” He asked dryly

She tensed up and spun around to face him again. “Shut up.” She growled.

His eyes flashed. Seems like he hit a nerve. “I didn’t really take you for that kind of girl.”

Marinette grit her teeth. “I always took you for a good for nothing mangy cat.” She retorted.

Chat frowned. “Is that what you really think of me…?” He looked almost hurt.

“Yes.” She snapped and once again tried to return to her work, though instead she ended up glaring at it.

Chat’s eyes darkened further. “Very well then.” He shook his head and left.

Marinette grimaced and looked to where he had been standing. “Good job Marinette.” She muttered self-depreciatingly.


The window to Chat’s bathroom cracked when he slammed it shut. He became Adrien as he walked into his room. Plagg almost immediately started wedeling him for cheese. To silence him Adrien tore his ring off and tossed it to the floor. It hit the ground with a clatter of ringing noises as it rolled under his bed.

He sat down at his desk and flipped on the screens. When he saw Ladybug plastered across them he screamed and smashed his hands down on his desk. His fist’s throbbed with pain as he seethed.

A black butterfly floated through his window and landed on one of his fists.

“Greetings, Heartbreaker. In return-”

“Yes. I agree.” Adrien hissed.

Hawkmoth chuckled. “Very well, go and get me Chat Noir and Ladybug’s Miraculous! Heartbreaker!”

Black energy consumed Adrien’s body and left behind a black leather suited boy with a dark red cracked heart in the middle of his chest.

The boy, Heartbreaker, clenched his fist in front of him. His fist glowed darkly. “I’ll show the world how it feels to have your heart ripped apart!” He slammed his fist into the desk again. This time the desk simply broke apart.

He grinned at his power. “First things first though, Marinette, your little boy toy-” He chuckled darkly. “-is going to get a visit.”


Marinette woke with a start and noticed her phone blowing up with notifications. She blinked the sleep out of her eyes as she grabbed it and unlocked it.

She groaned when she realized they were from the Ladyblog.

“What is it Marinette?” Tikki asked from the little nest of fabrics she used as a bed.

“An akuma.” Marinette slowly sat up. “It’s one in the morning and there’s a freaking akuma.”

Tikki looked at her in concern. “There’s never been one this late before.”

Marinette shook her head. “We’ve been lucky so far.” She stood fully and went to get dressed.

“I hope Chat realizes that there’s an akuma.” Tikki murmured.

“Let’s hope he gets notifications like I do.” Marinette said.

Finished getting dressed, Marinette quickly transformed and headed to where the reports were saying the akuma was.


Ladybug surveyed the destruction with trepidation.

The couple of people that had apparently been around when the akuma had shown himself lie on the ground crying. If that wasn’t creepy enough the ground had shards of glowing red and black crystal scattered on it.

Alya was trying to console a woman on the ground. Ladybug only realized it was the girl’s mother when she got closer.

“Maman, things are going to be alright. I promise.” Alya said soothingly. Her mother just shook her head and continued to cry.

“Alya, do you know what the akuma’s power is? Or where it went?” Ladybug asked softly.

Alya looked up with relief. “Thank god your here.” She shook her head as if to clear it. “I don’t know where he went,” She look apologetic. “But his powers…” Alya shuddered.

Ladybug frowned. “Are you alright? You look pale.”

Alya nodded. “I’m fine. He’s called Heartbreaker and can do what the name implies.” She then gestured to the crystals. “Those are what remains afterwards.”

Ladybug paled as she looked at the huge amount of crystal lying on the street. “Are all of those…?”

Alya swallowed and closed her eyes. “All of them.” She confirmed.

Ladybug shook herself. “Okay then.” She turned determined eyes on Alya. “I’m going to fix this. Try to get somewhere safe, alright?”

Alya nodded and went to prod her mother into going inside the nearest building.

Ladybug frowned, where could a guy called Heartbreaker be?


Heartbreaker grinned maliciously as he left the bakery. The tears he could still hear from behind him made him feel powerful. He had looked around for Marinette and she hadn’t been there so he took the price of her missing out on her poor ignorant parents.

He smiled crookedly as he gazed forward. “So there you are, Ladybug.” He tilted his head and held out his arms like he wanted a hug. “Miss me?” He jeered.

Ladybug was looking straight through him. She could hear the cry’s from where she stood. She grit tears of her own back, took a deep breath, and turned to face Heartbreaker.

“Miss you?” She shook her head in disgust. “I don’t even know you.”

His smile thinned. “Oh but you do-” She cut him off by flinging her yoyo in an arc around him.

He chuckled as he dodged to the side. “So predictable little bug.”

She growled and pulled her yoyo back. “Lucky Charm!” She yelled and threw her yoyo in the air. The charm dropped into her hands.

“Really.” She stated flatly. “What in the world am I supposed to do with a bar of chocolate?!” She yelled in frustration.

Heartbreaker laughed. “Chocolate, oh that’s rich.” He laughed harder.

She ignored him and looked around for a way to use her charm.

He smirked and waited patiently with his arms folded across his chest.

She glared at him and huffed. “I’ll just do this the old fashioned way.” She moved towards him and flung her yoyo forward again.

He smirked and flicked the yoyo back at her.

Ladybug rubbed her head. “You… you hit me in the head with my own yoyo.” She glared at him.

“You’re so easy to predict, My Lady.” He smirked and blew on his fingernails.

Ladybug froze. “What did you just call me?”

“You still haven’t figured it out?” He laughed cruelly. “How purrfect.”

Ladybug shook her head. “There’s no way…”

“That I’m Chat Noir?” He smirked. “Sorry to bust your bubble, Princess, but I’m the real deal.”

“P-princess?” She stuttered out, dread filling her. “Y-you’ve never c-called me that-”

“Come on Marinette.” He placed his head in his hand, his fingers covered his left eye, and smirked. “You’re not fooling anybody.” Another crooked grin.

Ladybug stared at him in terror. “Was… did I cause this?”

He glared at her. “Yes, you did.” He stalked towards her. “And now you’re going to feel the same thing I did when you ripped my heart to pieces.”

Ladybug dodged backwards as he lunged at her. She quickly threw her yoyo out and swung onto the rooftop behind her.

Heartbreaker glared at her.

“All I did was date someone why…?”

Heartbreaker snarled. “You turned me down so you could go out with some pretty boy!”

Ladybug shook her head. “You never even asked me out!”

At her words Heartbreaker’s chest seemed to glow darker. “How dare you…!” He snarled

Ladybug watched, terrified, as red streaks came from all over the city and slammed into Heartbreaker’s chest. They finally came to a stop just as two streaks came from her parent’s bakery.

Ladybug gaped. “Did you just absorb all those people hearts?”

He glared at her. “Why do you care…?” He blinked and then smiled victoriously.

“Of course I care!” She frowned. “You care too, Chat.”

He chuckled. “It’s Heartbreaker and-” He pointed at her. “-I seemed to have distracted you long enough.”

Ladybug’s hand went to her earing. Her eyes widened when she realized she was too late.

A flash and Marinette stood where Ladybug had been. Tikki floated down into Marinette’s waiting palms. “Sorry Tikki.” She murmured to the sleeping Kwami. “It looks like I’ve failed.”

“That you have.” She looked up and startled when she realized he was already on the roof.

She needed a way to distract him. “So why did you absorb those hearts? Some sort of powerup?” she prodded.

“Something like that.” He moved forward and Marinette moved back until her back hit a chimney. “I think it’s time I make you suffer for making me feel this way.”

Marinette squeaked when his hand gripped her throat. “How about you tell me what I did first!”

He hummed. “I already told you. You turned me down and then went out with some brat instead.”

“But I didn’t…” She froze at his slowly angering expression. “I don’t remember that. Please tell me.” She begged softly.

He considered her for a moment. “I suppose I can. I have all the power after all, but first.” He grasped her ear with his other hand and pulled out her earing. He then repeated the task on her other ear. “There, no more Ladybug.”

Marinette couldn’t hold back her tears. She had lost.

“Oh come on. Don’t you want to know where you went wrong?” He seemed almost gentle now.

The girl nodded.

“It was probably because you made me fall for you.” He chuckled at her forlorn expression. “Really though, it was because you turned me down last week like it was nothing and then had the guts to ask out some random kid instead of me.”

She blinked in confusion. “How could I have asked you out if I already turned you down?”

He looked condescendingly at her. “You turned me down as Adrien, Marinette, not Chat.”

“Oh.” She said softly.

“I thought that you had a crush on Adrien and it would have been simpler to date as ourselves. Yet you had no hesitation in dismissing me and my feelings.”

“I was trying to get over you. Adrien you.” She grimaced and tried to take deeper breaths as his hand had loosened a bit. “I didn’t think Chat had feelings for me at all.” She shook her head slightly. “If I had known…” She bit her lip. “I’m sorry Chat.”

He blinked at her in surprise and the heart on his chest pulsed red. “You’re sorry? Wait are you saying that if I confessed to you as Chat…?” He didn’t seem to be able to continue.

She looked him in the eye. “I had, have, feelings for both sides of you.” His grip on her neck loosened further. “I shouldn’t have tried to get over Adrien you by dating some random guy.” He let go of her. “I-” She took a deep breath. “-love you.” She pulled him towards her and kissed him square on the lips.

He froze and the heart on his chest seemed to pulse rapidly before glowing brighter than ever as he started kissing her back.

Marinette’s eyes widened when his akumatized state collapsed and the akuma came flying out of his chest.

Adrien’s confused eyes stared back at her.

Wasting no time Marinette grabbed her earrings from Adrien and put them back on. She transformed and purified the akuma and was surprised by the Lucky Charm sitting on the ground from earlier. One Miraculous Ladybug later and she could feel the soreness leave her neck.

She turned to see Adrien sobbing quietly into his knees.

She pulled him into a hug. “Shh. I forgive you.” Adrien just shook his head. “Fine.” She smiled at him. “I love you, Adrien, Chat.”

He looked up at her in surprise and she took the moment to reconnect their lips.

Everything else would eventually need to be dealt with, but for now Ladybug was just glad that Adrien was alright.

An Eventful Anniversary

Rating: T, for non-explicit sex acts and… well *cough*. 

Warnings: Diabetes-inducing fluff. AU, thus OOC. (Sebastian’s Drama Queen-ness is pretty IC, though.) Dialogue only.


“I can’t believe you did this!”

“I’m so, so sorry—”

“I thought you loved me!”

“I do! I really do love you, Sebastian.”

“How could you then? And with Sieglinde too, she’s my best friend Ciel!”

“Sebastian, I told you I’m sorry. Plus, she forced me into it, I was an unwilling participant in the act.”

“Is that why I found you comfortably asleep on top of her? Because you were so very unwilling and guilt-ridden that you cuddled her afterwards?”

“It was late, we were both waiting for you, but you didn’t show up and you know how persuasive she can be.”

“…I don’t know, Ciel. I trusted you, I don’t think I can do that so easily again.”

“For heaven’s sake Sebastian, I’m sorry that Sieglinde and I watched American Beauty without you!”

“I’m heartbroken, you know, you can be a bit more considerate.”

“Drama queen. Sieglinde was right to bolt out of here the minute you came.”

“Don’t even mention that traitor.”

“Would you stop it now? It’s just a movie.”

How dare you!”

“What, it is just a movie. What’s so special about it?”

“…”

“…”

“…you really don’t remember?”

“…no.”

“The day we first met, you snuck into the movie theater to avoid Elizabeth.”

“Yeah, and afterwards when she found me I grabbed onto you and pretended you were my date.”

“Heh, you were quite the vigorous kisser, if I recall. That red-haired girl next to us had a nosebleed.”

“Care to get to the point, Sebastian?”

“The movie we ended up watching was American Beauty, don’t you remember?”

“…oh. So that’s why you always want to watch it on our anniversary.”

“Yes, that’s why Ciel. But you had to give in to Sieglinde’s wiles and watch it without me.”

“I said I was sorry, Sebastian. She said she’d never seen it before and I didn’t think… We’ve been together for six years; my memory wasn’t all that good to begin with! Plus, if it serves right now, I think you kept me appropriately distracted throughout the entirety of the movie.”

“Don’t look at me like that, you threw yourself at me first. And you had cat ears on. Actually… I don’t think you ever told me why you had cat ears on.”

“Yes, and that’s not about to change.”

“Pretty please?”

“No.”

“It’s our anniversary Ciel, how cruel can you be?”

“Tch. Alright, but you’re not telling a soul.”

“I solemnly swear.”

“Not even Sieglinde, Sebastian.”

“Yes, yes, now tell!”

“Okay, so you know how my aunt is a pediatrician, well she blackmail—ahem, convinced me to wear a cat costume for the ill children in her ward and then the Lizzie thing happened and I didn’t have time to change properly.”

“So… would you consider wearing the full costume for me?”

“Sebastian!”

“…”

“Would you stop it with the puppy-dog eyes? They’re not working. Yep, totally not working… Okay fine, I’ll wear it you irresistible cat fetishist!”

“Lucky me.”

“Eep, Sebastian? Why are you this close?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean your breath is tickling m—ah, don’t touch there.”

“Where? Here?”

“Yes there, there’s absolutely no n-need for emphasizing s-squeezes, keep your pants on for two minutes, would you?”

“I was thinking more about taking yours off. Since, you know, they’re already unzipped…”

“Did you seriously just wiggle your eyebrows at me? S-stop licking my ear!”

“Aww, you were much more fun when we first met, much more passionate too.”

“Sex fiend.”

“I don’t remember you complaining, that first night… You were, as a matter of fact, rather adamant in your requests that I fu—”

“Don’t say that! Stop it.”

“Okay.”

“… that easy?”

“Is that disappointment I hear?”

“The bedroom door is three steps away, just fuck me already!”

“Just like that first night.”

“Bastard—mmph, oh yes!”


“We didn’t watch the movie in the end. Are you mad?”

“No, just sore.”

“That’s your own fault.”

“…”

“Sebastian?”

“Yes?”

“I really do love you, you know, enough to wear this ridiculous, and obscenely small cat suit, even.”

“I love you too, kitten.”

“Sebastian!” (Ciel totally didn’t hiss that while hitting Sebastian with a pillow.)

… … … … … … 

A/N: This exists because if I had a middle name, it would be self-indulgence. Plus, I wanted to see if I could write a  dialogue only fic. 

I’m posting this here in ‘’celebration’’, so to speak, of surviving the worst bout of nausea I’d ever experienced yesterday. Throwing up 8 times within a day is just as fun as it sounds.