Lunayuemoon - Untitled

Sebastian and Vincent never talk about Ciel using the term "our son." There is no "our." For Vincent, Ciel is his son, and for Sebastian Ciel is his young master. Everyone else finds it simpler to refer to Ciel as both of theirs.

Ronald: They wanted me to pass on that they expect the dispatch to kill the Undertaker should we catch him.

Will: (shrugs) He is a threat to their child.

The kids are all right

Yesterday, my community service club was doing outside litter pickup, when I overheard one of my students talking about Israel killing kids.

“Yeah, Israel is killing Palestinian kids. Israel is killing children like us.”

“What!?”

*pulls out phone to show a video of babies in distress after the Israeli air strikes.”

“Huhh! Omg look at her!”

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I keep thinking what he meant by “us.” Children their age, racially minoritized people, or was it something else?

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The children are listening.

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Heartbreaking idea that just popped into my mind: Vincent loves Ciel. He really does, and nothing can change that, but he's only human, and he can't help but be horrified by some of the things Ciel does, nor does he always react well.

Ciel does something horrific, something on the scale of having Sebastian burn down Baron Kelvin's mansion. Vincent grabs Ciel by the shoulders and yells at him.

Vincent:Do you have any comprehension of what you've done? How could you do that? You-

(Vincent gives Ciel a little shake. Not a hard one, but suddenly there's an animalistic growl behind him and a hand with claws on it pulls him back slightly. Vincent turns around to see Sebastian, fangs out and eyes glowing red)

Sebastian: I suggest you calm yourself, Earl Phantomhive. You are not thinking clearly. Perhaps I should accompany the young master home while you clear your head?

In that moment, Vincent's never hated Sebastian more. He blames the demon for all of this. Not for what happened to his family; he blames himself for that. But for how cold Ciel has become certainly.

For a moment, he thinks about attacking Sebastian, but sanity prevails. Instead, Vincent shoves past him and mutters words he'll regret within the hour.

Vincent: Do what you want. He's your son.

Sebastian's expression is a mixture of shock, triumph, and disdain.

The Sacrifice.

Art by: @lom_twst