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Yana always intended for Sebastian''s catchphrase to be "Yass Queen Slay", she just didn't have the technology to make it canon.

#sebastian

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!! SO SORRY IM LATE CONFETTI 🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊

!!!!!!!!! ALSO SO SORRY IM LATE BUT TY

#smooch #smooch smooch #replies

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Giveaway winner #2

@landrynka2577​

Pairing: Sebastian x Reader

Words: 549

Sebastian Michaelis was a man of many talents. He has mastered the skill of fencing and martial arts, cooking delicious meals, effective torturing, cleaning even the most unreachable corners, keeping his victim alive and suffering indescribable pain for many days, sewing fashionable clothes and many, many more. Still, making flower crowns was never something he had to bother about and never in his life did he believe that such a simple activity will almost give him a major headache.

“No, no, no, wait,” your voice interrupted his thoughts, the hissed litany of hellish curses. “You have to hold it here, look.”

Patiently, you took the miserably looking flower crown from his hands and once again repeated the moves you have just showed him to make the sunny dandelion stay in his place. It seemed so easy when you were doing it, so why it was such a trouble to simply do the same? He was very attentive and observant, he saw the way your fingers moved and where did the stem go, and yet…

“Now.” You handed him the crown back. “Try again. Don’t worry if it’s not perfect, everyone was starting at some point.”

Easier said than done. How could he not worry? He was supposed to make everything perfect, he was perfect, so why did a bunch of weakling plants overcame him? It was getting on his nerves more than the amount of times his young lord got kidnapped, always in the time for dinner.

Prehaps he had to focus more. Repeating your movements, Sebastian tried again, slowly tangling the stems as you said and adding new flowers from the pile which you picked on the way on the meadow. This time, however, it was still no use, the daisies almost falling back on the grass, if he had not caught them before your eyes could notice yet another failure.

Why did he even agree to that? There were at least thousands of different activities he could dwell into, more productive, more useful, and he decided to spent an evening with you by sitting on the grass (you—on his tailcoat, partly because he could not let you rest on the cold ground to catch an ill, partly because he knew how hard it was to wash the grass stains off the clothes) and making those completely pointless flower crowns. Or so you insisted to teach him.

Sebastian peeked at you and eyed the shape of your face in the burning sunset, the shadows playing on your cheeks and nose, the line of your neck and your skilled fingers working on another, third prehaps, flower crown. One was already placed on your head, framing it like a halo.

The demon swallowed hard.

He was not supposed to think of you this way and especially not notice the cornes of your lips as they turned up whenever another crown was done. To admire your joyful expression, the peace filling your heart and the radiant beauty from your soul. And yet, in that moment it seemed to be enough, the limp flowers long forgotten in his hands as he observed you, so precious and enchanting.

For that moment, even the tiny crown made fully of daisies placed by you at the tip of his head could not bother him less.

#sebastian

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Another for the Silver Fox himself! Could we possibly get headcanons for what a lazy morning, or a lazy day in with his s/o, would be like? Maybe for Grell as well if possible?

Undertaker:

Lazy morning truly means lazy morning with him. Once he schedules a day free, there is nothing that could get him out of bed so easily—he will sleep for as long as possible, then lay flat and stare at the ceiling thinking or cuddle you to wake you up. It is so boring without your voice, after all!

Undertaker would snuggle his nose up the line of your neck and puff at your exposed skin to give you goosebumps. After receiving the reaction he longed for, he would chuckle and drag a single nail across your side, drawing invisible circles and shapes, sometimes tickling. If it still would not be enough to wake you up, he would start kissing and nibbling, purring to create vibrations and—

You might want to hit him with the pillow since it would be the only way to stop his ministrations. This or simply submitting and returning them. Either way, he would be so happy to finally have you awakened and once your eyes are open and mind back to the senses, he would withdraw and smile at you like an eager puppy.

“What are we going to do today, my love? The day has just barely started.”

Undertaker will hope that you personally offer to do nothing so he would not feel guilty about keeping you at home. You were so young, after all, there was still a lot you should see and experience and most likely prefer to do than to spend another day with an old fart like him... but if you would willingly admit that you wanted to stay in bed, he would be absolutely delighted.

He might want to spend this day on talking, sharing stories and addressing troubles. Most of the time you were both occupied with everyday duties and so, it would be a perfect opportunity to get closer together. In a meantime, he would play with your fingers while listening to you carefully, intertwining your fingers with his and admiring the texture of your skin.

After a while, he would try to persuade you into making breakfast, stating that you always do it better than him! Besides, it always turns out much more delicious! Not to mention how lovely you look in the apron.

In the end, lazy mornings with Undertaker will almost always turn out to be rather cozy and playful, filled with hugs and kisses and laughs. He would cherish them for a long time, hoping to repeat it again soon.

Grell Sutcliff:

What do you mean by ‘lazy day’, morning skincare routine won’t do itself, sweetheart!

She would wake up early, doing her best to keep as quiet as possible and then sneak to the bathroom without waking you up. Then, she would take care of her hair and skin, brush the teeth, put a little bit of pink on her cheeks, apply lipstick and try the I-woke-up-like-this look in the mirror. Only after being satisfied would she return back to bed, hoping that you did not notice her missing.

Additionally, she would take some nice position in bed—something which would make her look mysterious and pretty at the same time, like a damsell in distress. Then she would wait for you to wake up.

“Grell, did you just put the whole makeup on...?”

“How rude! Don’t you believe I look like this everyday?”

“You know I’ve seen you in the bath, right?”

“And if you don’t drop the subject you’ll end up there yourself, this time filled with cold water!”

Eventually, you might decide to give up and let her do as she pleases. Grell is a busy woman, after all, and it is not often when you can both have a whole day to yourself so there won’t be any reason to argue about such a thing, even if her actions could make you feel insecure about the amount of trust in your relationship.

She definitely wouldn’t want to spend the whole day in bed, considering it as a waste of time, and instead would offer to grab this opportunity and take care of yourself—dye hair, apply the balm to your whole body, get rid of the unnecessary hair, prepare conditioners, take a massage... anything you can think of which would relax your body and mind. In a meantime, she would offer you a glass of fine wine to soothe your mind also.

Considering the fact that you would share this time together, she would brag about her co-workers and job, telling some vague stories about the people she had to reap, everything to get off her chest. She would greatly appreciate it if you listened to her and maybe gave an advice there and there. Grell would always consider you as the smart one in your relationship, after all.

#undertaker #grell

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Prefect 4 // requested by heartlessfujoshi

#redmond #greenhill #violet #bluer

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Black Butler AU Where:

Instead of contract seals, they use friendship bracelets

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#i finally have polls #kuroshitsuji #black butler #agni #agni black butler #agni kuroshitsuji

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For all your Valentine’s Day needs!

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It might not be a funtom rabbit, but he made it for you with lots of love!

#my art #happy valentines 💘

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Wake up. Look at images of Grelle Sutcliffe.

#grell #wisdom

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The Queen’s watchdog and his butler - Kuroshitsuji

I love drawing Ciel because i can put lot of things on his clothes ~,next one is gonna be more “detailed” + difficult clothes *^*)

(now you can buy it printed!! )

OMG I HIT 10K On instagram ahhh! (੭ ˃̣̣̥ ω˂̣̣̥)੭ु⁾⁾ ❤

(♛) (★) Contact: [email protected]

#ciel #sebastian

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Can i have Violet with a s/o who compliments him a lot and is very flirty (this boy may die)

Gregory:

Yes, he will die immediately. Poor Gregory has no idea how to handle compliments and how to answer to flirting. Surely, he will take everything literally, completely not knowing how to properly react and even though sometimes he may seem as if it doesn’t affect him in the slighest, you can be sure that indeed, it does.

After partly getting used to your compliments, he will decide that a simple ‘thank you’ is a very good and polite way to answer such situations. Over the time, however, he will start to doubt it, constantly thanking you at least few times a day. Shouldn’t he say something else in return at least once? Or act differently? But what and how? He will have a headache and need some rest, bring him a glass of cold water and please, do not compliment him for a while or he might explode.

He will decide to ask his friends for an advice and will head straight to Edgar Redmond—he bathes in compliments and flirting everyday so he will surely know what to do to appear less awkward. The point is, Gregory will be afraid that you might consider his lack of positive response as the sign of refusal and this is completely not what does he want to show. Overcoming his insecurieries and generally shy personality will be quite a hard challenge, though.

That is why, practising to be more like Edgar won’t end up well and Gregory will only feel bad after. He is not charming and charismatic, he never was and acting as such is like denying his own self, lying to his personality. Plus, he will realize one day, that you were complimenting him when he was himself and not acting like Edgar so it surely have to mean that you actually enjoy him the way he is. Changing it would make all your kind words pointless.

He will be back at ‘thank you’ stage then, although he still won’t know how to answer the flirting. This time, however, he will try to say something nice to you, too, just so you know that your feelings are mutual.

Alright, but he will totally say that you have salamander eyes, no doubt about it.

#violet

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4 with Undertaker?

“Come here. Let me fix it.”

Pairing: Undertaker x Reader

Words: 584

The whole day seemed to be as dark as your thoughts—heavy and foreshadowing an upcoming rainfall. In that very moment, when you were sitting on a closed coffin in Undertaker’s funeral home, staring blankly at the broken plate in front of your feet, you were more than sure that there was nothing which could make it all worse. You couldn’t possibly feel more miserable.

“Are you okay, darling?” Undertaker’s head peeked over the corner, lured by an unsettling sound of breaking porcelain.

Still, he didn’t have to hear any answer from you, not when the look of utter disappointment on your face was speaking more than any words could. Looking at the unfortunate plate, you heard Undertaker approach you slowly, almost carefully, before placing a hand on your chin and delicately making you face him.

It was rare for his eyes to express so much concern and allow anyone to see it.

“What happened?” he asked and forced a little joke, hoping that the corners of your lips will move up. “Did this plate offend you? You didn’t have to throw it on the floor because of that, though, this is cats’ speciality, you know.”

“I’m worried,” you explained quietly.

Undertaker kneeled next to you and grabbed your hands in his, as if hiding them and playing a little with your fingers. His were cold, they always were, just as well as you could always feel a sharp bone structure under the skin but his movements were soothing and calming. His mere presence was almost enough to make you believe that there truly was nothing to worry about.

Almost.

“Are you worried about her?” Undertaker’s question left his lips as a whisper and it took you a while to nod, remembering about the heaviness resting in your heart for such a long time.

Humans were such an odd creatures and he knew it better than anyone else. They were a spark of life, a worm touch on a freezing day, a shared smile, a goodbye kiss—they were just as beautiful as fleeting.

“You have the right to be worried, poppet,” he muttered, as he, personally, wasn’t fond of the ‘everything’s going to be alright’ lie. He has heard it enough and didn’t want to feed you with it just like everybody else. “But please, remember that no matter what happens, I’m here for you. And I’ll always be.”

Trouble thinking about anything less sincere.

“That’s not everything…” you confessed.

“No? Did this plate-?”

“No!” you giggled at his attempts of making you feel somehow better. “No, there’s something more, too. Many somethings.”

Eventually, you told him about them all. You told him about your horrible day, about an argument you had, about how nothing seemed to work fine today and the plans for the future which were ruined. You told him about your worries and there wasn’t a single second when he wasn’t listening to you carefully, his thumb drawing circles on your skin.

In the end, you were met with silence when Undertaker was thinking for a short while, repeating your words in the head one more time.

“Well, I think you’ve just made a very important step,” he admitted. “Sharing your fears and showing true feelings is rarely easy, especially when it’s about those deep ones. But you did it! It’s the first step to make everything better.”

Undertaker opened his arms, inviting you for a long, bear-like hug.

“Come here. Let me fix it.”

You were certain that he didn’t mean the forgotten plate.

#the undertaker #<3

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"All four of us will serve to uphold our school's self government with pride as prefects of our traditional Weston High. This we swear."

#redmond #bluer #violet #greenhill

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I think every character should be drawn in a flower crown at least once 😌 This wouldve been art for Grelles birthday a long time ago lmao (for those who may not know, a lot of us in the fandom celebrate her unofficial birthday on February 17th which is the date when she first appeared in the manga, so yeah Im a tad bit late 😂).

#grell #:) 💞🖤

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#grell #ronald #canon compliant