me: *draws blades of grass in the background of an art* holy shit this looks so good
a prayer
Les Félins (René Clément), Days of Being Wild (Wong Kar Wai), Malcolm T. Liepke, Gustav Vigeland (Eros and Psyche), Stephan Sinding (Adoration), Soul Eom (kiss, hug and die)
CAUSE EVERY TIME WE TOUCH I GET THIS FEELING
EVERY TIME WE KISS I SWEAR I COULD FLY
CAN’T U FEEL MY HEART BEAT FAST, I WANT THIS TO LAST
NEED YOU BY MY SIDE
What does Tgn! Ciel act like in modern au?
I’d still want him to have the long hair.
He straightens it so it’s perfectly flat, like silk. He’s very beautiful, he probably has a shared Instagram account with his brother, posting those stereotypical rich boy things - vegan lattes, their dainty hands resting on the steering wheel of an expensive car, dressed up in suits for a soiree.
His daddy is very rich. He started with railroads and now he’s a billionaire. They live in a penthouse apartment - the security is state-of-the-art.
Until, the night his family is killed.
He and his brother are dragged into the wine cellar. Ciel shoots his twin with his daddy’s gun, then turns it on himself. They’re discovered the next day by Adrian, who manages to conceal the gun before the police arrive.
The paparazzi snap pictures of Ciel’s small, bloody body as he’s carried outside. They swarm his hospital room. The rumours run thick.
Ciel is infuriated by how useless the city’s police force is. He decided to head to the slums to seek out an assassin.
He’s dressed in high-waisted slacks, a fine shirt, a little blazer. His hair is in a ponytail, his little lips shiny with gloss. He looks beautiful and clean, and out of place in the dark bar he wanders into.
He wants the meanest guy there. The bartender laughs at him.
“You’ll want Michaelis,” he spits - and gestures to a man sitting in the corner.
He’s wearing a leather jacket and it looks like he just left a fight. His hair is all messy and his eyebrow is split open. He’s smoking, dry blood coagulated in his nostril.
He takes one look at Ciel through his narrowed eyes and sneers, crushing his cigarette on the cheap vinyl table.
“Didn’t ask for a whore,” he bites.
And yeah, ahahaha - everything is pretty much the same. Ciel rides bitch on Diablo, arms wrapped around Sebastian. He still has a switchblade, Sebastian has a shotgun.
Maybe eventually they get a car… named Diablo II.
Ciel wears lingerie, it’s more modern. He wears g-strings and garters and little straps.
They travel town to town, staying in dirty hotels, eating food from the convenience stores. Ciel saves all the soaps from the places they stay - he likes to keep clean, just like a cat.
That’s the aesthetic, old and dirty hotel rooms, neon signs and roadtrips. Leather seats, lingerie, shotguns and bullets and tracking men down in misty fields, abandoned buildings.
Ciel becomes some viral sensation, an online celebrity. A modern day Robin Hood.
They fuck in Sebastian’s car, Ciel’s clean little trousers bunched down around his thighs, riding reverse cowgirl, pushed over the dashboard, silk hair in his face.
He’s sobbing. He can’t speak when he gets fucked this hard. This position - he can’t control it. Gravity pushes him down, Sebastian’s blood-dark cock pushed up into his guts.
Sebastian’s hands bruise his thighs, keep his legs split open so he can fuck up into him. Ciel’s prone to fainting when they fuck too rough, head rolling into the crook of Sebastian’s neck.
Sebastian would be the type of guy who would film their sex. Take photos. Want to make sex tapes, humiliate Ciel as he watched them fuck, playing it over and over, getting the heir all flustered. Use it as blackmail in arguments - “you aren’t mad at me heiress, you were moaning my name just an hour ago.”
He’d cum inside of Ciel and pull out, zip Ciel’s trousers back up and groan as his cum dripped out of Ciel and stained the fabric, fingers crooked over the spread of his thighs, smirking as the heiress shook in humiliation.
Maybe Ciel buys Sebastian a collar.
I seriously love this headcanon. There’s so many different things you could do. Sebastian would snort cocaine. DeWitt would be a dirty cop.
Ugh. It’s just like the modern LPM au - no one ask me to write them, because I will.
HxH frenzy and procreate training 💪💥
Find the right place to write your novel…
Nature
Arctic ocean
Blizzard in village
Blizzard in pine forest
Blizzard from cave
Blizzard in road
Beach
Cave
Ocean storm
Ocean rocks with rain
River campfire
Forest in the morning
Forest at night
Forest creek
Rainforest creek
Rain on roof window
Rain on tarp tent
Rain on metal roof
Rain on window
Rain on pool
Rain on car at night
Seaside storm
Swamp at night
Sandstorm
Thunderstorm
Underwater
Wasteland
Winter creek
Winter wind
Winter wind in forest
Howling wind
Places
Barn with rain
Coffee shop
Restaurant with customers
Restaurant with few customers
Factory
Highway
Garden
Garden with pond and waterfall
Fireplace in log living room
Office
Call center
Street market
Study room from victorian house with rain
Trailer with rain
Tent with rain
Jacuzzi with rain
Temple
Server room
Windmill
War
Fictional places
Chloe’s room (Life is Strange)
Blackwell dorm (Life is Strange)
Two Whales Diner (Life is Strange)
Star Wars apartment (Star Wars)
Star Wars penthouse (Star Wars)
Tatooine (Star Wars)
Coruscant with rain (Star Wars)
Yoda’s hut with rain ( Star Wars)
Luke’s home (Star Wars)
Death Star hangar (Star wars)
Azkaban prison (Harry Potter)
Hogwarts library with rain (Harry Potter)
Ravenclaw common room (Harry Potter)
Hufflepuff common room (Harry Potter)
Slytherin common room (Harry Potter)
Gryffindor common room (Harry Potter)
Hagrid’s hut (Harry Potter)
Hobbit-hole house (The Hobbit)
Diamond City (Fallout 4)
Things
Dishwasher
Washing machine
Fireplace
Transportation
Boat engine room
Cruising boat
Train ride
Train ride in the rain
Train station
Plane trip
Private jet cabin
Airplane cabin
Airport lobby
First class jet
Sailboat
Submarine
Historical
Fireplace in medieval tavern
Medieval town
Medieval docks
Medieval city
Pirate ship in tropical port
Ship on rough sea
Ship cabin
Ship sleeping quarter
Titanic first class dining room
Old west saloon
Sci-fi
Spaceship bedroom
Space station
Cyberpunk tearoom
Cyberpunk street with rain
Futuristic server room
Futuristic apartment with typing
Futuristic rooftop garden
Steampunk balcony rain
Post-apocalyptic
Harbor with rain
City with rain
City ruins turned swamp
Rusty sewers
Train station
Lighthouse
Horror
Haunted mansion
Haunted road to tavern
Halloween
Stormy night
Asylum
Creepy forest
Cornfield
World
New York
Paris
Paris bistro
Tokyo street
Chinese hotel lobby
Asian street at nightfall
Asian night market
Cantonese restaurant
Coffee shop in Japan
Coffee shop in Paris
Coffee shop in Korea
British library
Trips, rides and walkings
Trondheim - Bodø
Amsterdam - Brussels
Glasgow - Edinburgh
Oxford - Marylebone
Seoul - Busan
Gangneung - Yeongju
Hiroshima
Tokyo metro
Osaka - Kyoto
Osaka - Kobe
London
São Paulo
Seoul
Tokyo
Bangkok
Ho Chi Minh (Saigon)
Alps
New York
Hong Kong
Taipei
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