Oh my poor drawing skill. XD
One would say that your gaze was veiled with mist;
Your mysterious eyes (are they blue, gray or green?)
Alternately tender, dreamy, cruel,
Reflect the indolence and pallor of the sky.
William Aggeler, The Flowers of Evil
↳Sebastian being a little shit and enjoying Ciel’s discomfort.
“To clear my own shame…for myself.”
And no rivers and no lakes can put the fire out
I’m gonna raise the stakes, I’m gonna smoke you out