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ena333333 · 7 months
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male form and female form existing at the same time
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deadafnightmare · 1 year
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Do you have any sebaciel headcanons?
This answer might be all over the place since I’m half asleep while writing this but screw it.
-Ciel loves to cuddle, its one of his favorite passtimes. Though he only likes to cuddle up with a certain clingy demon at his disposol.
-Sebastian tends to stalk ciel when they can’t be together.
-Sebastien loves to rap his inky black tentecles around ciels waist. He loves watching how many loops it can make around the earl. He likes to just showing off how small and dainty his lord is.
-Ciel perfers sebastians demon form over his other forms he takes on.
-Ciel loves to embarras and outsmart sebastian, He will spend days figuring out different scenarios just to prove himself above his demon. (though he will never admit that.)
-Sebastian definetly has a praise kink (can’t change my mind on that)
-Sebastians favorite part of his butler routine is getting the earl ready for bed. Helping wash and cloth his master always seems to help calm his mind. Plus he loves the intimacy and the privilege that comes along with it. Afterall, not just everyone sees the young master in such a state.
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kannemori · 5 months
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Since I did angel Sebastian, now we got demon Sebastian Went for a psychedelic style, the colors ended up looking really good altogether. At first I wanted to be more accurate to the reference I got the pose from, but this is far better imo. Also this time I left some of the sketch lines since I believe it gives the drawing a nice texture too!
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tabibitto · 1 year
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Pretty Little Liar | Black Butler
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CW: little angst, heavy smut, corruption kink, breeding kink
A/N: yk this was originally drafted for a comfort/fluff and somehow my horny ass made it into my first official smut on my page. Eat well bitches.
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Demons need no rest.
Those of which are often spoken of with disdain, cannot feel. They cannot taste what humans think delicious, they have no need for the mundane things such pathetically weak animals cannot survive without.
Their contract's contents vary. Simple things as an assassination to spending an entire human lifetime with someone. Fulfilling their every need, all whilst hiding their satanic facade behind a mask:
A loving husband, a doting father, a caring butler. Each mask carried a new name, a new aesthetic and set of rules to play.
Tonight, he continued his ongoing three years as Sebastian Michaelis, butler to a small and truly incapable child if it wasn't for him. Though, many things in this world, if truly credited. Would belong to his dark and burning world of fire and blood. Demons did not exist to rule over their inferior prey, they were not to mingle with histories unless directly ordered to by their contracts
Nothing, he did was without the rules of his contract. But Sebastian was never one to ignore loopholes. After all, such rules could be boring or too restricting for his liking.
Truly, honest to heaven and hell alike, if any of his kind were to see what he used loopholes and spare time for they would spit in his face and send him back to damnation. An utter laughingstock, a disgrace to the arts of soul cultivation.
His demonic nature, weakened and tweaked by that of whom he was supposed to consume after a goal was met.
Human.
Such a pretty one at that, inside and out. A rare thing to find among specimens. Especially, with a soul begging, calling for him to take as his own.
Sebastian never made double contracts, he didn't like the hassle of pleasing two people at once....in this scenario of course ;)
And yet for you, he would do anything.
For as long as Lord Phantomhive lived, he was free to do and be with you as he pleased. With you the mask fell and revealed his true, playful and cunning self. You never seemed to mind
In fact you relished in it, abused and used it to your pleasure and he would wallow in you over and over. Letting your fragile being wrap and caress his own. In return for protection, sex, love, lies, death.
Whatever you wished for. That would only be fair. A thing he never gave and only demanded to receive. Selfish
And with you he still was, selfish. Sebastian wanted you all to himself. A delicious slice of cake, waiting to be cut into.
With the way you allowed him to split you open, and use you as he pleased after doing what you wished of him.
How beautiful..how foolish to stain your soul with such a vile vermin as himself. Fuck, he loved all of it
Corrupting your pretty head until all you could utter was his given name, relishing in his touch, verbally needing his body, his kisses, his spit, his cum to corrupt you whole until your body became one with his. Until Satan himself planted the seed of damnation deep inside, and Sebastian would spend eternity using, loving and lying to you.
Whatever pretty little lie it would be, you two would exchange empty words, read out a script of new lives in the human world over and over, cultivating a human, ripping into it alongside him..
"S-Sebastian! Seb...ngh.. Sebastian slow down p-please~" You pleaded, tears streaming down your face as you clawed at the hand clutching your throat. Gasping for air yet wanting him to take it from you. your body curling inwards into his hips. Wanting to runaway yet you couldn't... wouldn't move until he filled your little cunt to the brim with his corruption.
You knew what he was. Who he was. Yet that didn't stop you from wanting him in fact you needed his attention more. You demanded more of him, cruelly, lovingly Moreso then that master of his. Yet he didn't seem agitated like with every other living being in his presence
Sebastian almost seemed to enjoy your demands, he found your control over him amusing and he couldn't wait to see what you wanted next. His smug and knowing smiles a complete mockery of you, he knew full well you never were in charge once you were in his chambers
His frustration on everyone else, his need for his master's soul, his desire for your pussy wrapped around his cock, your mouth's snug fit on him. All of it taken out on your delicate body.
His frustration could never be with you. No his pretty princess was too perfect of a specimen for Sebastian to get mad at that's why he was your plaything during the day. Sebastian Michaelis was yours
But at night. During the witching hour you were reduced to a simple fuck toy, a cuddle partner, a friend, a lover, whatever he wanted you for you gave to him. You were his.
Sebastian let go of your reddening throat, and just as he heard you choke out a breath of life, he shoved your face into the pillows, pounding his hips down with all his weight into your quivering hole, muffling your screams into his bed, unused for years and only now did it begin to warm with your body lying next to his after every session.
"My..what a whore ive got all to myself...look at you~"
Sebastian shifted over in the bed and turned you around so you were facing the mirror on his wall. Roughly pulling your head back, wrapping a free arm around your waist as he made you watch yourself be fucked like the toy he loved you for
"You know im a demon, you know once my contract is over ill be done with you just as ill be done with him. My summoning was his doing, and my disappearance will all be his as well. And yet you so eagerly await me here every night for payment of all i do for you."
You heard every word loud and clear, yet as a response you could only babble about how his tip pushing into your g-spot with every thrust felt so good. Truly pathetic
"You like this don't you hmm? Tell me pretty, you like when i come and fuck this hole every night? Fill that pussy of yours full."
He spat dirty words into your ear, and his rough and hard thrusts increased in speed until he had to occupy your mouth with his to muffle your screams as he fucked you stupid.
"More! More please more more more moreee....fuck!" Squealing before growing silent, you trembled as you came, pulsating around him. Knees tingling into numbness.
After a moment of being on cloud nine, you were thrown down onto the bed, Sebastian pulled out and you whimpered at the loss.
Suddenly feeling your leg being yanked open in missionary, Sebastian pulled you to him, pushing your legs up into your chest as he aligned himself with you once more.
Taking away every ounce of rest you might have, every thought became his and nothing in this world was needed more then his cock rutting into you like the animal he was.
Use him, fuck him, love him.
Until lies become truth, love becomes pain, grief into joy, Sebastian be your plaything and you his.
And then he will cease from your life, mere dust in the wind.
A faint and insignificant memory of what could have been.
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jyoongim · 2 months
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MasterList/Taglist
These are all hazbin hotel Alastor imagines!!!
finally!!!! Now you can find all writings for the Radio Demon❤️📻
Please comment so you can be added
Comment if so I can keep up to tag PLEASE
Some have warnings and others don’t so read at your own risk!!!!
Key notes:
MINORS IF YOU ARE NOT 16+(I’m giving grace) DO NOT READ OR COMMENT!!!!!!!!
Fem!= female bodied reader
Yan!= yandere
NSFW = smut (sexual content) 18+
Fluff= fluff fic
Ch= chubby reader
DC= dubious content
NC= non-consent
Plat= platonic pair
I might post these to A03 so please be on the lookout for!!!!
Alastor Requests
Acts of service
Cockwarming
Submissive Alastor
Jealous Alastor
A reminder to All
Pretty princess
Love language
Deal of a lifetime
Short fluff
Perfect wife
Retired pornstar
Run Darlin
Appetence
Ears
In the club
Nonbinary
More like a cat
Not so big and bad
Valentine special ❤️
Valentine special 2❤️
Cannibalism 1 / Cannibalism 2
Ruined Redemption
Bagged a baddie
We meet again
Mornings after
His sweet melody
Snatch & saved
Pretty lady
Friends
3 in 1
Jealous hubby
Behind Bars
Need someone older
Nine tails
Agape
Unwillingly Yours
Short Alastor series
A Deal With God
Price to Pay
Anyway you want me baby
Dangerously in love
Always a Radio Star
~BLOOD & BLISS~
A03 - in bio will link later
Love you all😩 happy reading!!!!
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anewp0tat0 · 10 months
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Happy Fathers Day, I'm finally on time for something!!! I don't have that much flavor this time though folks. just sweetness. that's it. hope that's cool, never too bad.
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if you think this is anything but platonic then no, plz. away
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grelleshighheels · 7 months
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i love it when he just goes "fufu uwu teehee ☺️" as if he isn't literally the impersonation of the devil
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cielphantomhive321 · 5 months
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Sebastian Michaelis Form’s.
Art by: @naijarski
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that-sad-guy · 1 year
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[scatters these on the ground like im an elderly man feeding pidgeons]
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kailysander · 7 months
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Another Martyr
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grelleswife · 7 days
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Kuroshitsuji 2024 countdown art: The time is upon us!
And who better to ring in the new season than our occasionally negligent but undeniably talented mother herself, Yana Toboso?
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teddylovestea · 9 days
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hey guys
I don't have a scanner at home so here are some photos of a few sketches I made
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Imagine yandere sebastian with a witch darling whos physical appearence is desired by all, she’s kind, very funny but closed off. and she has 3 cats that love her very much. I feel like he would fold lowkey.
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Yandere Sebastian Michaelis x Witch Reader with Cats
You’re right he would 
Ciel comes to your residence upon reference
Looking for your expertise in objects bordering the supernatural
Only for the ‘one-eyed’ young master to sneeze himself out of your shop
“Sorry, darling my cats practically rule this property. It’s probably best you don’t come lest your allergies lead to premature death.”
“Fear not, for I will happily represent my master in his investigation. Now, is this fellow on your shoulder a Maine Coone?”
“Oh, he is! Would you like to hold him?” 
“I’d be honored!” 
You two click right away 
As avid cat lovers, Sebastian always joins you when you coo about your kittens
But aside from your love for cats, he’s bewitched 
Your beauty both inside and out unknowingly stokes the fire of his love
And when he loves he loves hard
He makes sure you know it
He refuses to pull back on his flirting 
“This is a resilient type of mineral that would fetch a high price on the black market…It also is a dazzling complement to (Y/n)’s eyes.”
“Oh uh, thanks?” “Sebastian.”
“Would you like this on a ring?”
“Sebastian!” 
“Apologies young master, let's continue.”
While he doesn’t hesitate to sing his praises and desires for you
He also doesn’t keep his more demonic tendencies silent either
Much to everyone’s detriment 
“Your bluntness is appalling for a noble of your stature. And I’d advise you to refrain from such vulgarity in the future…that is if you value your life.” 
Forget about anyone trying to destroy you because he’s pursuing you (Grell)
He knows who they are and as the Phantomhive butler its in his nature to be proactive about possible threats
“Now now die quietly; I can’t have my beloved witch be afraid to reciprocate my love because of you.”
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vettely · 1 year
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do you think lewis was absolutely losing his mind while organising this dinner and threatening other drivers like "you all will show up to this dinner and be on your best fucking behaviour because everything needs to be perfect for seb my best friend and favourite rival who will definitely come back from the retirement after two years and i'll be waiting for him. do you understand? good. and wear something decent ffs we need to be coordinated and look amazing. everything needs to be amazing. for seb. my best friend."
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jobean12-blog · 9 months
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Dark Desires
Pairing: Demon!Bucky Barnes x reader (Demon AU)
Word Count: 700
Summary: Now that he's finally found you he's never letting you go.
Author's Note: Another one for @pupandkisasaesthetics Aesthetic's challenge! Thank you bunches to beauties @sgt-seabass and @rookthorne for hosting such an awesome challenge!💕 And thank you bunches to my beautiful Ali @flordeamatista for reading this over and supporting me always!💕 Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics thank you Daisy! 🥰The moodboard is by me and the photo prompt I was given is the very top picture. I've also included it on its own at the bottom so you can get a good look!
Warnings: some angst and tension but he's soft (maybe soft!d-a-r-kish if you squint) and definitely s-e-x-y.
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In the deep, dark of the woods, where the moon’s pale light struggles to pierce through the dense canopy of trees, there is a thick silence other than the rapid thumping of your heart and the rush of blood in your ears.
Your feet catch on fallen twigs and branches, your skin scraped and torn but you don’t stop running.
Unseen eyes watch from the shadows, a presence so powerful you can feel it in your bones.
You’re being hunted.
Instinct fuels your escape but it’s futile as the forest seems to shift around you, pathways twisting and turning in a disorienting dance.
As you stumble over the ground and fall to your knees you suck in a deep breath, the whisper of wind carrying strange murmurs in a language you don’t understand.
Suddenly, you feel a cool breath at your neck, your hairs standing on end and goosebumps shivering along your skin.
You turn with wide, fear filled eyes but there’s nothing but the darkness of the woods pressing ever closer.
You stand on shaky legs and step carefully toward a large tree, pressing your back to the thick bark and searching for the source of the palpable force.  
A tall and broad figure emerges from the shadows, it’s silhouette only something you’ve seen in books and as it moves closer, steps measured and deliberate, you can start to see the outline of huge wings.
You squeeze your eyes shut and will the image away, digging your fingertips into the tree.
The voice, when it speaks, is a whisper against the shell of your ear, powerful in it’s seduction and dangerous in it’s temptation.
 A slow and deeply satisfied smile frames sharp teeth and his breath quickens when he inhales at the soft skin of your neck.
“Look at you,” he murmurs. “My perfect Angel.”
Your eyes are still closed tightly as a single tear rolls down your cheek. He lifts his thumb to tenderly brush it away.
“Open your eyes,” he says softly.
Unable to resist you do as he says.
“There,” he says, holding his saccharine smile. “Was that so hard.”
Your lips tremble as you try to find the words to speak. His thumb, still pressed to your skin, moves lower, tracing the outline of your mouth until he lightly presses against it, parting your lips.
“Don’t be afraid,” he coos, spreading expansive wings the color of twilight until you’re surrounded only by his presence. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
He tilts his head invitingly and holds your gaze, the horns that crown his head, twisting upward with artistic grace, glinting in the moonlight.
Your lips part further as something moves behind him, long and sinewy but before you can decipher what it is it disappears from sight.
“Wh…who are you?” you manage to ask as you finally let your eyes wander over the rest of his features.
He inches closer, his nearness creating a complex blend of emotions and sensations, blurring the lines between fear and desire in a way you could never have imagined.
His blue eyes are mesmerizing, their intensity both powerful and imposing but yet softened by an unyielding desire. Long but strong fingers continue to ghost over your face, his touch igniting a fire under your skin that spreads through your veins.
“James. You can call me James.”
You gasp out his name when you feel something slide along your calf. It’s touch is gentle despite the power you feel and as it explores the contours of your skin with reverent curiosity you become aware of what it is.
Each caress of his tail leaves a lingering trace of tingling sensations, awakening a trail of longing that seems to coil around your very being. He slides it between your breasts, lightly tracing the curve of your neck before he loosely wraps it around the delicate column.
“What are you going to do to me?” you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.
His dark hairs falls forward, brushing your cheek as his soft lips caress your ear and his voice, like velvet, whispers promises that sink deep into the recesses of your desires.
“Everything Angel. Everything you’ve ever dreamed of.”
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tabibitto · 1 year
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Always Yours | Sebastian Michaelis
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cw: fluff, smut, angst, toxic relationship, butler x master, oneshot, gender neutral, main character death
A/N: should i make a mini series about something like this?
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Upon a summon, a demon negotiates a price, and a deal. What to give and take.
As a creature of sin, he of course, tries to make the best bargain for himself. With you, it was different. The first of contracts in over 500 years where the terms were of equal measure, in your gaze and his.
Sebastian, as you named him. Promised three things to you: Pleasure, Protection and Absolute Service. In service, he swore honesty, he swore loyalty, as both a butler and a lover. He swore to "care" for you.
Whether you looked at it as genuine kindness or the simple task of taking care of a lesser animal was up to you.
In this Loom of Fate, where you had no real future. No heirs for your earldom, where your work in your manor and buisness was for naught, you still worked hard and gave it your utmost devotion.
It amused him—watching as you worked and packed your schedule for seemingly no reason. In a hundred years you would be forgotten, but the demon supposed that this was another little quirk of the complex nature of humans.
Sebastian often pondered weather you did this to feign a sense of normality, or weather it made the perfect excuse for him to...destress you.
He teased you about it before, that there was no need to work so hard for his cock and attention. In response you had slapped him, and rode him harder that night. It was never brought up again.
You never did answer his question as to why pretend to be normal. Then again, he didn't say anything when you asked why he would pretend to love you. And unlike your usual stubbornness, you dared not to press when the chatty demon suddenly grew quiet whilst he washed your hair.
You never learned whether his silence was an answer in itself, or because...he didn't know either.
Sebastian took care to remember everything you mentioned you liked and hated, without your orders to do or not do. He insisted he always take care of your hair and body. Never allowing you to lift a finger when he was around. Sebastian always had a new excuse
Chivalry, Duty, Honor. Trivial ideals that mattered not to him.
How Sebastian took gentle care to prep you and love you the first time you urged him into your bed.
How you insisted he was the only one who could, because he was your loyal slave who would never open his mouth and boast nor gossip of his Lady in bed, to which he agreed
Sebastian would not dare, contract or not to allow another man nor woman know of your pretty moans and expressions, how you quivered around him and uttered i love yous and stay with mes that nearly convinced him of your affection.
In return, he uttered the same sweet nothings to you.
He tore apart anyone you wished dead, brought you their heads and tongues like a proud pet when you requested.
Sebastian knew it was not distrust that made you ask for proof of death. You were just as twisted as he and it made him crave your own demise even more.
Deep down, where his heart was supposed to be. Sebastian knew he loved you, he was obsessed with you and would do anything for you. His own addiction made him nurture and love your soul even more, each time he kissed you, he could faintly taste the delicacy he has cultivated for years, and would fuck you hard to satiate his thirst for your soul.
he fed you, bathed you, fucked you, loved you
he gave you everything you never had
In return, you fullfilled your own end of the contract.
you were a loyal lover to him. Never pleased nor been pleased by another man or woman then Sebastian himself. Turned down every marriage proposal and attempt to court you. Danced with no one unless absolutely needed
Never smoked nor did drugs to preserve your soul's taste, though you did enjoy wine and liquor.
You called him when in danger or if someone tried to force themselves on you, and he protected you, held you as cried and trembled, Comforted you as you wanted.
Making gentle love to you, kissing you, hugs, cuddles. Watching over you while you beat and tortured men to death. Brought you whatever parts you wanted, mailed the rest to their homes as a warning.
Sebastian would never dare himself say he loved you. He would never think it possible. Demons and Angels could not love nor hate. The divine and damned existed for a sole purpose, to carry out the word of the lord, or bring damnation to humanity. He was the latter, nothing more or less.
With you he could pretend he was someone, someone more. Someone who could come home, who could love and live. He would lay awake at night, and pretend you meant your words. Your confessions. Allow himself to feel
What Sebastian would say, is that he was simply possesive and obsessed with you. And if he had to call it love for your sake...and his. So be it.
Until the day when he would please you one last time before tearing you apart as he came. Relishing in your screams and cries, as much as it destroyed him to do such a vile thing. He would enjoy you. Every inch, every drop of you was his.
Sebastian Michaelis would love every inch of you until then. And bury himself into starvation with your body, to love and be loyal to you, his mistress. Until the end of time.
Because there was no one like you, would be no one like you. You were everything he wanted and would ever need.
Even if his stomach ached for even a cheap soul, he would ride it out until death. As punishment for making you suffer, and to keep his promise to you.
usque ad mortem im tua
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