Guarddog Ciel

I am still alive :D

why are my msg board thing always so loooonnnnnggggg

omfgggg stopppp
          Im writing rn and basically the MC is in love with his contracted demon. He made a deal with this guy to steal someones sword of which belongs to his father. 
          Flash forward six years and he still hasnt found the guy but he found interest in his Demon. And MC wants to teach the demon how to love.
          
          "No, you can't. A demon can't learn how to love, how could it? It would only be a burden for the both of us." Killian says, grasping Mateo's hand. 
          "Let me try. Let me show you how." Mateo says, getting on top of him. Mateo caresses his face in his hands and place a loving kiss on his forhead. Killian looks into Mateo's eyes and closes his own. 
          Sebastian has his hands on Mateos hips, pulling him closer to him as Mateo connects his lips with Killians mouth. He wraps Mateos arms around his shoulders and deepen the kiss. The passion builds quickly, each of them enjoying the kiss.
          "I can teach you how to love..." Mateo gravels out against Killains lips.
          "No..." he replies, not pushing Mateo away. "It wouldn't be fair to either of us. You would only end up walking away from me and I would have to leave you behind."
          
          So basically when Killian gives up his eternal life to be with Mateo, Mateo dies as he basically is being kept alive by Killian. His lifeline is with a demon and if that demon is no more, then so is his lifeline. And Killian doesn't want to live on without Mateo despite the short six years they spent together as yknow, love. so yea, they are fucked lmaoo 
          
          Also this is what my writing looks like before editing and adding details n shit lmaoo. Basically its an rough draft idea

FUCKING AAGGHHH ANYONE ELSE KNOW THAT FEELING WHEN YOU FIND A RLLY GOOD BOOK AND YOU READ IT ONLY TO FIND OUT IT DROPS OFF IN THE MOST FRUSTRATING SCENARIO BETWEEN THE MC AND HIS LOVER AND THE BOOK HASNT BEEN UPDATED SINCE APRIL AND YOU LITERALLY WANT TO FUCKING CRY BECAUSE COME ONNNNNNNNNN UPDATE PLEASEEE 
          ANYONE ELSE?

im fucking sobbing cuz of flowers from 1970 
          
          i read it march 30, so just before it got super popular lmaoo and i havent healed since, so ive avoided all content concerning Flowers from 1970
          
          But i found a book called Flowers from 2020, which is a spinoff of the original. All i can say it, good ending, much sobbing, too many tears, i am still not okay from the original book. 
          go read it..

You know whats funny
          
          the fact that i made my wattpad account on a DS.....

Y’all who were in that comment section..... YOU KEEP REPLYING AND MAKING ME WANNA READ THE DAMN BOOK FOR THE MILLIONTH TIME WHY 
          
          
          
          I mean.... I’m not actually complaint cuz that book hot at fuck-

I have written more ',;) 
          So far, Davion and Luca are preparing for a dance tutor to come and teach Davion to dance, but oooo things are spicy spicy hihi
          Basically, Luca knows how to put on a corset and Davion is wearing said corset with a dress and Luca is teasing Davion hihihi 
          I might put an excerpt here, might not, (ofc i will) here you go 
          
          “Step into the dress and let me do the rest.” He said, kneeling in front of me holding the neck hole open. I placed my hand on his shoulder for balance and I did so. After both my feet were in, he pulled the dress up, making sure it doesn’t get stuck on the corset. 
          He fluffed out the bottom of the dress before coming back up to my height. “Slip your arms into the sleeves.” I did as asked and when Luca was satisfied, he went to the back and buttoned it up. “It fits better than I thought it would,” He said. “Give me a spin.” 
          I turned around to face him, my mouth slightly open in surprise. “I am not spinning for you…” I trailed off my sentence as he gave me a warning look. “Fine. Only this once.” I said, stepping away from him. 
          I spun three times, letting the dress flow outwards. When I stopped, Luca had a fat grin on his face, pleasantly surprised at the dress. “It suits your figure. You would look more feminine if your hair was longer. No cutting your hair until after the ball.” I huffed out a breath, but made a mental note not to. “I am ringing up a maid to do a bit of light makeup on you. And to pin your hair back.” 
          
          I skipped the part where he put on the corset, but this is pretty cute aha

im crying im crying ahhhh 
          so i finally got to a good part in the book im writing, and jesus its hot as hell. (Also i took out unnecessary information and squished some of my chapters together, so now i only have 29 670 ish words and 8 chapters lmaoo big sad 
          anway, here is the thing PLEASE I CANT 
          
          “I didn’t dismiss you.” The prince said, a bored tone hanging from his lips. The other servants never mentioned this. Damn them and damn him. I inhaled deeply through my nose and turned around, a fake smile plastered on my face, dripping with poison. “Come here,” I swallowed my saliva and walked towards the man. My smile slipped.
              He turned his chair to face me, his long legs stretching out. “What do you need, sir?” I said, avoiding eye contact. I kept my gaze on the painting beside his desk. 
              “Step a little closer, Davion,” I hesitated before doing as he asked. The moment I was in reach of his hands, he gripped my thigh and pulled me in between his legs. I gasped a little at the sudden contact. “Put your hands behind your back.” I complied. 
          “Wh-what are you doing?” I said with a tiny voice, placing my hands on his shoulders to stabilize myself.  
           
          OKAY BUT SRSLY im so excited for when the story actually picks up aahhhh

My lord Ciel Phantomhive *bows down*