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bezierballad · 1 month

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So I’ve talked a bit about my Black Butler OCs, the Sinclair Inn Servants in the past, but I thought maybe I’d go a bit deeper into them.

Like Sebastian, Napoleon is the usual typical soul-eating contract-making demon we’ve seen in the Black Butler world. Unlike Sebastian, he couldn’t really give any less of a damn about this “fasting” nonsense. A demon’s gotta eat after all, otherwise they’ll basically go absolutely mad.

As for Tobias and Maria? They’re demons too, of course. But they’re wired a bit differently. A “subspecies”of demon, if you will.

Let me explain.

First and foremost, they don’t survive on human souls, but on human flesh and blood. I don’t exactly have a name for these kinds of demons, but for the sake of this post we’ll call them “flesh-eaters”. (And for soul-consuming demons like Sebastian, Hannah, Claude, etc. we’ll refer to them as “soul-eaters”.)

In Hell’s hierarchy (if that even exists in Black Butler) flesh-eaters are ranked lower than the soul-eaters, which leads to my next point.

When a soul-eater makes a contract with a human, the demon is considered a “servant”, obeying the human’s orders until the contract is complete, devouring the human’s soul as a reward.

These flesh-eating demons are considered “servants” to soul-eating ones. (Think like the demon triplets from Kuroshitsuji II, who were Hannah’s subordinates. In fact, I actually headcanon that they’re flesh-eaters.)

The flesh-eater(s) accompanies the soul-eater demon (who “hires” them as subordinates) and often assist them in completing whatever contract the soul-eater makes with a human. They obey the soul-eater’s orders and are required to be at his or her side at almost all times.

As for their reward? Soul-eaters eat the human contractor’s souls (obviously) while flesh-eaters feed on the soulless bodies left over. So at the end of each completed contract, they both get a nice meal. (If they’re ordered to kill someone, they feast off the corpse of that too.)

Another difference between soul-eaters and flesh-eaters is that soul-eaters move onto another human to form a contract with.

Flesh-eaters are required to always serve a soul-eater even after a contract is completed. (They get a lot more food this way.) The only way they can actually move onto someone else is if the soul-eater is killed by a reaper.

Also, quick thing about their physical appearances. Or rather, their “true demon” forms:

Soul-eaters are this constantly shifting black mist (we see this with Sebastian in the Blue Memory arc.)

Flesh-eaters are… well, more “human” but also kind of not?

Imagine something like the Rake; humanoid hairless creature with long appendages, extremely long sharp claws and teeth, and white eyes void of any pupils or irises. Their limbs and torso are also extremely thin and lanky. And they’re extremely tall. Like, at least a good few inches taller than the average adult human being.

Those are the true demon forms of flesh-eaters.

Of course, like soul-eaters, these guys can shapeshift into pretty much whatever form, and they can choose to take on a much more settling human form. (Sometimes their eyes or their teeth might slip out though. Sometimes.)

Honestly I can go on and on about this, but I think I’ve gone on long enough lmao. Hopefully that made sense.

If you guys have any questions about my OCs or their lore, feel free to send an ask! ^^

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #sebastian michaelis #hannah annafellows #demon triplets #kuroshitsuji oc #black butler oc #napoleon salver #tobias gourmand #maria devarre #kuroshitsuji headcanons #headcanons #demonology

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eemoo1o-animoo · 1 year

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(The triplets get speared to a statue through each of their heads by Sebastian)

Alois, possibly knowing that they are demons: (whistles, impressed)

Druitt, who thinks that Sebastian has just slain three human men: Oh, my! Good show!

Alois: Good show!

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shriggy-the-rat-king · 14 days

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Demon babies OC, from left to right: Kieran, Ezra and Rowan. They/them for all three. They are my children and I would kill for them <3

#digital art #artists on tumblr #my ocs #oc: demon triplets #oc: kieran #oc: rowan #oc: ezra #demon oc #demon babies #cat demon #kitten demons #demon triplets

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blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk · 2 years

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anyway speaking of the triplets

you wanna know why these absolute dumbasses get their butts handed to them? why they’re subservient to Hannah rather than being on their own, because you’d think three of them wouldn’t NEED to serve someone else?

they’re only as strong as one whole demon together, and apart, they’re about a third as strong as your average demon.

I’ve mentioned this headcanon before, but the triplets used to be one demon whose soul split apart into three roughly equal pieces, and automatically formed into three bodies to account for the “new” souls (this is why they look SO similar as to be virtually indistinguishable by anyone who doesn’t know them very well, why they have similar voices, and why they often rephrase or tack on additions to things the others have said)

Hannah was there to save them from being killed by whatever caused their soul to fracture into three, but even she can’t fuse them back into one creature; and if they could do so, they haven’t, either because they don’t know how or because they prefer being three separate people as it feels less lonely... but, it might actually be impossible for them to become one being again

but, what does this mean for their constitutions? it means... each of them is only about a third as strong as their original form was

together, they might stand a chance against other demons or supernatural creatures and certainly humans... but separately? they have very little chance against other supernatural creatures, and decreased chance against humans

they’re stronger than most humans even apart, but a particularly determined human could in theory kill one of them if they found him by himself, and any other being like another demon, an angel, or a Reaper could EASILY decimate one of them, never mind all three; the disadvantage of one soul’s original power spread across three souls and three bodies is that if one dies, the other two have just lost a third of their strength, and they can’t ALWAYS fight together

their power isn’t contained in one vessel so the triplets are INCREDIBLY vulnerable

this means they’re also more prone to falling ill, getting infections in wounds, having slower healing in general, getting tired easily... any demon who wasn’t comparatively kind like Hannah would probably kill them on sight for being an insult to demonkind

they are VERY lucky Hannah saved them in the first place and didn’t abandon them once she realized what had happened to them

it’s extremely likely that without her, they’d be dead well before canon starts.

#mod post #Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #The Triplets #Demon Triplets #Thompson Timber & Canterbury #headcanons #I JUST LOVE THESE THREE OKAY #LOOK AT EM #THEY'RE JUST LIL GUYS!!!!!!!

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twisted-dork · 3 months

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Demon Slayer (Yuu)niverse Incorrect Quotes #26 Just We two-five

*Ruggie trying to ask Kanao!Yuu out*

Ruggie: Just we two

❄️🌸:Ooh that's would be wonderful!

Ruggie:Three?

❄️☘️:*pops out*

Ruggie: Four!

❄️🔵:*appears out of thin air*

Ruggie: Five!

Kanao!Yuu:Oh yes Mr.Ruggie these are my younger siblings

Ruggie:Oh,how sweet

*SwapDaki!Yuu spying on them*: Aww how sweet

*SwapGyutaro!Yuu tied up in ribbons* Yes….VERY SWEET

#twisted wonderland x demon slayer #twisted wonderland x kny #twst wonderland #demon slayer #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x yuu #demon slayer x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #ruggie x reader #ruggie bucchi #snowflake triplets #swapdaki!yuu #kanao!yuu #SwapGyutaro!Yuu #twisted wonderland incorrect quotes #twst incorrect quotes

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buttersc0tchz · 9 days

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Alice i know this maybe bad to ask i know how long it has been since your fall from grace but do you speak with your sisters

Alice misses her sisters soooo much.. :( (ignore bendy this isn’t about him)

Below is the similar thanks yous and an extra piece to this!!

Meanwhile up above…

Thank you so much for asking!! <3 I had fun drawing this out and even gave me a chance to practice some funny poses with Bendy LOL it isn’t obvious I love drawing him right?

As last question feel free to keep them going :3 they’re fun and it’s helping me shape how I think I want this comic / whatever this is a bit more :) ALSO THE OVERWHELMING SUPPORT IVE HAD ON IT SO FAR?? it’s been so lovely and i’m glad you all enjoy it so far!

if your new here! check out the first part of my comic here!

#bendy au #batim au #batim fanart #??? i think #alice angel #boris the wolf #boris #bendy the dancing demon #bendy #allison pendle #susie campbell #they are her younger twin sisters #they are triplets #kips art tag 🐛#kips comic tag #kips batim posting #kips doodles #babtqftim au #babtqftim

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pinksturniolo · 2 days

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Angels Like You and Demons Like Me - A Chris Sturniolo AU Story

Part 1 of 2

Christopher is a demon exiled from the underworld after committing one of the most unacceptable acts Hades will never tolerate. Falling in love with a mortal from Earth. Now he is doomed to wander the Heavens alone, where no god, angel or even siren is allowed to associate with him. He is in agony, in suffering. Until one red tipped, gold plated arrow is accidently pierced into the back of his shoulder, permanently subjecting him to a love spell.

Cupid is an angel with the power of desire, love, and attraction. She is the daughter of Venus, Goddess of love and Mars, God of war. She is tasked with matchmaking all the beings in the Heavens, each arrow she shoots having a spell of true love. Once they are pierced by her arrow, and they successfully unite with their soulmate, their bond is one that lasts forever. She never misses her aim and every immortal that’s she’s struck have been blessed with true love.

But when her love arrow accidentally strikes a demon, all the rules she thought she knew are turned upside down.

content warnings: no smut, mostly fluff, angst, based on ancient mythology, angelxdemon, descriptions of depression, grief, loss and death.

my submission to the bratzfornick’s 141 writing challenge!

@bratzforchris @nicksbestie

ty for creating this challenge <3

the 4 story elements i picked:

genre - fluff, angst

trope - angel x demon

location/setting: alternate universe (au)

word count: 2,658

Christopher lies in the garden of Eden atop Mount Olympus, a large meadow of soft grass and small white and purple flowers, with tall evergreen trees. The warmth of the sun shines down on his bare skin, having removed his black suit earlier once he entered the garden. Demons don’t typically feel warm or cold. They don’t typically feel anything. But if he focuses hard enough, lets his eyes close and just listens to the steady beat of his heart, he can feel the breeze in the air and the rays on his chest.

He lets the tears roll down his cheeks. He may be able to relax in the soft meadow, but he will never be able to erase the memory of her. The only being he has ever loved. His heart aches every time he thinks of her face, her laugh, her soft voice. She was pure, innocent, the sweetest thing he had ever laid eyes on.

She was a mortal human from the dimensions of Earth. In the universe of Heaven and Hell, it is forbidden to associate with any mortals on any dimension or timeline. They are considered insignificant, and beneath the powers of the gods and goddesses. Immortal beings find entertainment in their silly lives, watching them from time to time whenever they are bored. However, Christopher disagreed with their ways from the moment he was taught of the ancient rules and rituals.

His parents were mortals, who were ordinary beings like the rest of the humans on Earth. Their love was true and deep, creating a beautiful baby boy whose soul was so pure that it captured the attention of Zeus, the ruler of the Heavens. And it is known from the beginnings of creation that Hades, the ruler of the underworld called Hell, is his immortal enemy.

Zeus and Hera longed for centuries to have another child, a god they could raise to be powerful and respected. So, when Zeus saw the potential in Christopher, he took him from Earth, giving him the power of everlasting immortality. As soon as Hades heard the news, he was instantly jealous of Zeus and still heartbroken over the death of his great love Persephone. He stole the baby, raising him in the depths of the underworld, creating one of the most powerful and strongest demons.

Once Christopher learned of his past, he developed a hate for Hades, Zeus, and every other god or angel in his dimension, whether they were pure or evil. He despised every single one of them, for being so hypocritical and unfair. They all made fun of humans for being emotional and silly, when in actuality they were just the same.

He made a vow to himself to never fall in love, and to never get involved in human lives.

That is until one day, Hades sent him on a quest to retrieve a lost soul from Earth, a nasty evil soul that belonged to the underworld. And he stumbled upon a female mortal, forgetting all about his mission. He was struck by her beauty and her kindness. For days, he observed her, watching how she treated other people and the dedication she had to her friends and family. He longed to be with her, to be mortal again.

After a few years, he finally decided he would reveal himself to her. There were certain ways an immortal could talk to a human, and he was willing to risk it all for her.

But Hades caught him before he could even start.

He struck her down as soon as he figured out what Christopher’s plans were, taking her life.

He begged and pleaded with Hades, groveling at his feet, screaming and crying until his throat was raw and he was out of breath. He begged him to bring her back, even if it meant he wouldn’t be with her. He never meant for this to happen; he simply wanted her to have her life back. She didn’t deserve this cruel fate.

But of course, Hades had no remorse. And he was furious with Christopher for disobeying him. So, he banished him to the one place he knew he would be miserable in.

Heaven. It’s where he’s ordered to live the rest of his immortal days at, surrounded by beautiful clouds, mountains, flowers and forest. Vast coasts and immense colosseums, miles and miles of blue sky and castles full of carved marble and grand rooms filled with silk and cotton.

Love is all around, in every being. And he loathes it. From the warm sunlight that shines and filters through the canopy of trees in the forest as he dozes off during the day to the glowing moonlight that glitters across Poseidon’s Sea, casting a blueish tint on the sand as he lays upon the beach at night. Even the yellow butterflies that flutter in pairs around him make him sick.

He used to have an appreciation for the beauty in things, to want more than the dark, lonesome and tragic depths of the underworld he came from. But now, ever since he suffered the grief of losing the one thing he had ever known to love, he had no such desire for happiness. He longed to be back in the pit of lost souls and madness that was ruled by Hades. At least he wouldn’t have to bear the sight of love all around him and could wallow in the self-misery and sadness by himself.

He searched for his lost love, hoping fate would have turned her soul into an angel and sent her up here, but that was almost a decade ago and he had no luck in ever seeing her again.

And so, he spends his days drowning in depression and lost in his misery. But at least he can feel the warmth of the sun.

Cupid watches from her place behind the trees, her feet dipping into the cool water of the lake. She observes with curiosity as the tears fall from his eyes, the light bouncing off his smooth skin. His large, black wings are spread out on the grass as he lays in it, the muscles of his arms and shoulders carved out like the sculptures in her favorite colosseum. She’s seen demons before, most of them rude and intimidating. But she senses a strong purity in him, a longing for love that she can’t quite figure out.

He’s exceptionally beautiful and she can’t help but continue to stare at him, intrigued by his childlike aura. He’s asleep now, his face peaceful except for the worry furrowed into his eyebrows. He’s dreaming of something. Or someone.

Suddenly, her bow pulses with purpose, and she gets the familiar urge of striking him with an arrow. She doesn’t though, still sitting against the oak of the tree and swishing her feet in the water.

Since she became of age, Cupid’s job is to be the sole matchmaker of the immortals in Heaven. She observes the gods and other angels, and when her intuition lets her know it’s time to strike, she pierces them with her love arrow, entrapping them in her spell.

It only hurts them for a moment, but then they are filled with a feeling of bliss and happiness. They are drawn to their one true love and well… Fate takes care of the rest.

Her spell is not just some silly party trick. It invokes real feelings that are brought to the surface by her power. It opens the mind and heart, allowing your true destiny to play out.

But it’s never allowed her to strike a demon. Firstly, demons are not usually allowed in Heaven, unless it’s a special circumstance. Even so, angels are forbidden to interact with one. So, she is more than a little confused when she feels her intuition tell her to hit him with an arrow.

But the feeling slowly subsides, and she chalks it up to the curiosity she had while watching him. Demons couldn’t love, especially here.

She flies away after a while, in search of her next lover to help. And when she slips away to sleep that night, she finds herself dreaming of the demon’s face and the way he cried so beautifully in the garden of Eden.

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Christopher sits on the cold rocks of the beachy shore, chipping away at the wood he’s been carving into with his small metal knife. Shavings fall to his feet, the pile growing larger on the sand. It’s a cool night, the moon pulling the tide in, the salty breeze flowing through his hair.

He feels different today, like the hole in his chest is slowly repairing itself. It’s only taken about 10 years but even slow progress is still progress. He hums an old tune to himself, his fingers nimble and constant on the craft in his hands when he feels the pair of eyes on him again.

“I know you’re there.” He speaks aloud.

He’s felt a presence near him for the past few days and his powers tell him it’s an angel. The name he’s unsure of but he knows it’s there. He’s allowed it to be, going about his day and not minding, but now he’s getting a little irritated at their prying gaze. The one moment he’s finally starting to feel peace and it’s as if they’re intruding.

He hears some rustling behind him and feels the presence move closer. As soon as he does, he whips around at incredible speed, his wings tensed up in defense and throws his knife out in their direction, intending to pierce their heart.

It flies past the angel’s head, somehow deflected and she lifts her bow immediately, releasing an arrow without hesitation. It pierces into his left shoulder, and he doubles over in pain. Her eyes widen in fear as she realizes what she’s just done .

She flits to him, her wings trembling and hands shaking as she hovers over him. He clutches his shoulder for a few seconds before he lifts his head. He gasps in shock, once he looks into her green and gold eyes, his heart stuttering in his chest.

She takes his shocked reaction as one caused by the pain of her arrow digging into his flesh and she places a hand on his shoulder, pulling the arrow out. It dissipates into the air, vanishing within the blink of an eye. The expression on her face is full of regret and empathy, a hint of embarrassment as she presses her fingers over the wound. “Oh my…. Please forgive me. I was only defending myself against your sudden attack. I didn’t expect you to wield your knife so quickly.”

Her voice is like the plucks of a harp ringing out, soft and light. His eyes dance across her face, and he almost doesn’t believe what he can see.

“Are you okay?” she asks, her brows furrowing in confusion at his dumbfounded expression.

“Yes, I- I’m sorry, you just… look exactly like someone I used to know.” He responds, and he notices the bow she holds in her other hand. “You must be Cupid.”

She nods and removes her grasp from his shoulder, his wound now healed. “Do you feel… any different?”

She hopes to the gods that she hasn’t permanently damaged his soul. If she were to strike any being with an incorrect intention, they’re at risk for death or even worse, to live without ever finding a soulmate. As far as the rules for demons go… she has no idea.

“I feel… strangely happy.” He says and she can’t help the smile that graces her face. “Well, then you’re in luck. My powers seemed to have worked, even on you, Demon. I thought your kind was incapable of love?” She speaks honestly and moves to sit next to him upon the rocks, tucking her bow away.

He chuckles and turns towards her, resting his chin in his hand, his arm atop his knee as he looks into her eyes again. “There are very few things my kind are incapable of. Unfortunately, love is not one of them.”

As he speaks, she realizes now who he is. She’s been watching him again for the past few days, hiding away shyly but intrigued to know who he was. Where he came from and why he was here. Why his energy was so incredibly endearing.

“You are the lost son of Zeus… Christopher.” She tilts her head, taking in his appearance closely now that she was next to him instead of hovering in the shadows.

He wore his dark suit, black gloves on his hands and his even darker wings folded against his back. His hair curled in wisps around his face. And his eyes were bluer than the ocean, even in the black of the night.

“You are correct.” He answers, and his eyes move down her body after he sees her examine him. She is dressed in all white, a flowy gown of fabric draped around her body, and her fluffy white wings expand across her shoulders. She is radiant, glowing with purity. Matching white lace socks and gloves adorn her, her hair in waves down her back.

“Are you not curious to return to him?” she asks, and he looks away now, a sad expression on his face. He shakes his head softly. “No. He has long forgotten of me, busy with his other children. Besides I am too… impure. I’m a demon after all.” He speaks in a somber tone. She is filled with empathy at the sadness pouring out of him in waves and suddenly feels tears fill her eyes.

Cupid can feel others’ emotions strongly. It is a curse and also a blessing, to feel so deeply. And she finds herself enamored with his beauty, his presence and she knows the words he speaks are genuine.

“In every angel a demon hides… and in every demon an angel strides.” She tells him, a few tears falling down her cheek and he looks up at her, surprised by her words. He watches the tears escape from her angel eyes, and before he can stop himself, he’s wiping them away gently with his thumb, the emotion in her gold and green hue of her stare tugging at his heart strings.

“There are many powerful things in this universe, Christopher. But love conquers all. And I have sensed it from you the moment I saw you resting upon the grass in Eden’s garden. Zeus may be the ruler of Heaven, but we are the rulers of our own hearts.”

Time seems to stand still as he takes in the words she speaks, his own tears threatening to spill. He traces his hand lightly down her face, brushing across her neck. He longed to feel her skin against his, his leather glove preventing him from the feeling. But he’s reminded of the hurt and pain that romance and strong feelings like this love she speaks of can bring.

He moves away from her, strong wings stretching out around him. “You are too pure, angel. I thank you for your kind words. But I must go now.” He says and flies away before he can change his mind, retrieving his knife buried into the rock it hit earlier.

She watches him leave with sadness and sinks her feet into the sand. She now wishes she would’ve never come to the beach tonight and thinks to herself that whoever his soulmate is that she’s bound him to is extremely blessed.

It’s then that she notices a wooden carving in the sand next to her feet and picks it up with curiosity. She sees that it’s the face of a woman, her expression happy and familiar. He’s an artist, she thinks. His talent shows through in the details, the way he captures her beauty is breathtaking.

She decides to keep it, carrying it with her as she floats away into the night.

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a/n: part 2 will be out very soon. i really enjoyed creating this story! i love mythology and angels, and things like that so hope you like it too :)

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lucabyte · 17 days

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OC dialogue meme for Ali... Except there's two of them. Even outside of Ali's nebulous mood disorder eccentricities, there's a big difference in how they carry themselves in Purrgatorio, being dragged out of their normal environment and still in a level of disbelief about it all.

They make for an interesting protagonist in Purrgatorio imo, given their status as an antagonist in Creature Feature.

#ali is mine and @samhainian's freak little shared custody baby. CF if sam's setting and Purrgatorio is set in MYMK's setting #there are like 3 other distinct Genres of Ali too when you dig into their later arcs but that'd be excessive.#but purrgatorio has the most words committed to paper and Creature Feature is their home setting so. these two matter most #These two Alis aren't that distinct in age either. this era of CF ali is maybe 16 through 18 where Purrgatorio is 18 through 19.#they just get a bit bedraggled.#anyway sadly i dont think the other two triplets are going to get memes filled out for them. sorry you two. i cannae be arsed #lucabyteart #ali alighieri #original character #oc dialogue meme #oc dialogue #demon oc #oc art #oc artist #oc artwork

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myfavoritesstuff · 2 months

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Blood Ties

Pairing: ???

Prompt: The Sturniolo’s triplets (Nick, Matt, and Chris) have been your best friends since you’ve met them. However they seem to be hiding something. Oh well, they aren’t the only ones with a secret.

Warning(s): None, for now

You always knew there was something different about the Sturniolo triplets. They were the most popular people in school, and yet they never seemed to fit in. They always were together, never apart, and they rarely interacted with anyone who wasn’t close to them. They were mysterious, secretive and captivating.

I guess that’s what led to you to wanting to be friends with them. You met the oldest of the brothers, Nicolas but he preferred to be called Nick. When you met him, you weren’t sure what you thought he would be like. Sure, he was intimidating, but there was something more underneath. You learned and understood that early on. He was fiercely loyal and protective of his younger brothers- Matthew and Christopher. You met those two petty early on with your friendship with Nick.

Altogether they seemed really sweet and genuine, but you couldn’t help but feel that they had some secrets that they were hiding from you. You often caught one of them leaving in the middle of your hang outs claiming they had somewhere to be. And when you asked where they were going, the other two tried distracting you with something else. That wasn’t the only thing that you noticed. In competitions, they always would win no matter who the opponent was. They were fast, smart, and they seemed to know a lot about everything.

You really were starting to question some things but as time went on you knew one thing: the Sturniolo triplets are not human. But what are they?

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angelcake-222 · 2 months

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the inhuman banshee screech nick did when he took the sip of coconut water sent me into fucking orbit

#bro unleashed all his demons #clara talks 💌#nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets

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vaya-writes · 5 months

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Back on my bullshit.

There will be more.

@eldritch-spouse

#vaya writes #it's just a link to the latest story on my ao3 #there's gonna be more demon smut #featuring pinnie's triplets #whom i love dearly and normally

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eemoo1o-animoo · 1 year

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Truths and Falsehoods: Claude vs Sebastian

I’ve often wondered what makes Claude and Alois’ contract/relationship so different to Sebastian and Ciel’s. And after all this time, I finally think I’ve figured it out.

And it’s not the humans. It’s really not. It’s Claude. Claude lies, Sebastian does not. (Of course, for the sake of this post, the plot hole with the re-contracting, for lack of a better term, will be ignored—I just put it down to shipping, anyway.)

Sebastian and Ciel’s contract has a rule that sticks out quite obscenely in context to this: Sebastian must never lie to Ciel. Ciel wants some level of trust in his and Sebastian’s relationship because his family is constantly facing betrayal, whereas Alois has always been hurt by the truth (so to speak; from the villagers feelings to him and his brother, to his abuse from the Former Earl Trancy), and so Claude has no contractual obligation to tell the truth.

Heck, Alois even says it himself in that episode with the garden maze. (“You could have just lied, and I would have been happy”, or something like that). Of course, in that instance, Claude finally told the truth. This part is a bit finicky (as is season two as a whole, but what are you going to do?).

Perhaps Claude, now no longer in a contract with Alois, has no need to “keep Alois happy”. Perhaps this could entail that this was one of the conditions of Claude and Alois’ contract. That seems quite viable.

Claude is under no contractual obligation to not lie, as I’ve mentioned, whilst Sebastian very much is (at least to their masters).

This could be why Claude has no desire to fill out his masters orders himself (like filling Alois’ room full of roses, which he initially left to fellow demons and servants Timber, Thompson, and Canterbury, who then filled the room with bluebells instead as per Hannah’s suggestion and request, demonstrating a higher respect and stronger affiliation with her than with Claude, perhaps inferring that while Claude pulls the reins as the household head of staff and as the one contracted to Alois, but is otherwise quite powerless* in comparison to, say, Hannah, as she had the final say-so once everything was over and done with).

* Backtracking a little bit, Claude seems to be a pretty competent demon. A worthy opponent for even the likes of Sebastian, at least in terms of skill. Contrasting with Sebastian, though, Claude seems to crave control over a secure trust with Alois. Whether the control is directly over Alois, or over the other demons (Hannah and the triplets), Claude seems to have it. That is, until Hannah’s true intentions come to light, and it inevitably ends in his downfall.

While they were never fully stated or explored in the anime, if I was to guess, the main obligations of Claude and Alois’ contract were most likely: “to always look out for [me]”, “to never leave [me] (alone)” and “to keep/make [me] happy”.

Of course, Alois’ death by Claude’s hands raised, and still raises, many questions about what the bounds of a demon contract may be. And while season two isn’t canon in the slightest, that doesn’t mean that something like this couldn’t happen.

Sebastian seemed a bit eager during his flashbacks/cinematic records to consume Ciel’s soul before his revenge was met, did he not? Bringing me to my next points:

How far is a demon willing to go to fulfil a contract? And what would Sebastian do if he wasn’t obligated to always tell Ciel the truth?

Is Sebastian’s obligation to always tell Ciel the truth prolonging the life of their contract? Is it ultimately saving Ciel from an untimely betrayal?

TL;DR: Read it, this is very important.

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Hannah Annafellows with her mother

You were a young woman living in the woods away from the town and spent most of your time gardening and knitting. You were carrying a basket to collect strawberries and when saw a blob of shadows in front of your door. It looked like someone turn a human shaped cookie cutter and stamped it on to a blob off darkness. You know what it was…a unformed demon.

You stood in front of the thing for a long time before your curiosity got the best of up and opened the door wider and watched as the being hesitated before watching in.

The next morning you woke up and the black blob was standing over you. You gasped. You quickly stood up and flung the blanket off of you. You stuttered as you stared at the dark and blob trying think of what to say. You knelt down and stared at the little blob.

“Listen sweetheart. I’d appreciate if you didn’t stand over me like that. It’s not very pleasant.” She said while patting it on the head.

Matter that you woke up to it being in from of your bedroom door everyday. One day you sat it down at the table and hold its shadowy hands. “Hey sweetie I was just wondering what do you like to be called?”

It tilted its head. “Are you a little boy or a little girl.” Nothing. “Okay.” You tapped your finger on the table and sighed in mild annoyance.

“Okay how bout this. Tap your finger one for boy. Twice for girl.” You tapped your finger for an example. The being paused for a few minutes before tapping twice. You felt excitement at the sudden progress. You stood up pushing your chair back and ran to her side of the table and hugging her. The shadow felt like a fuzzy blanket with worn edges. You sighed as you felt a single tear fall from your eye. “Good. Good girl!” You said as your hugged her and her hands stood at her side on moving. After than you started doing more girly things with her. You gave her her own bed in your room. She sat in between your legs on the floor as your sew together a small dress in your hands for when she took on a human form. She said in front of you while you are breakfast. You didn’t fell comfortable with her not eating even though you knew demons don’t eat.

You usually gave her a piece of toast with strawberry jam and found it later in the bin of outside thrown into the garden…at least she tried to hide it.

One day you turned on the radio and hummed along as you sung along with the blues. You picked up the duster and brushed of the cabinet. You looked up and saw her standing in all her dark glory and smiled. “Hi honey bunny!” You said as your put down the duster. She stood there in silence. You smiled kindly as you swayed your body to the music. “Do this like this stuff?” You said. She titled her head. “One for yes and twice for no.” She said tapping your foot.

She tapped her foot once. “Me too.” You said smiling happily. You swung around and gestured to her. You slowly stepped around in a complete circle then looked back at you. You ran over to her and stroked her head. “Yes! You’re so good, my good girl.” You said softly.

The next morning you woke up and slid out of bed. You pulled on your blue dress and slid an apron over it ready to make breakfast. You giggled to yourself as you picture your little blob of darkness at your door. You opened the door and gasped when you saw a young girl with long pale blue hair that went down to her lower thighs. She stood in the black dress you had seen and left in her room. You dropped to your knees and stared with tears in your eyes and watched as the little girl slowly walked to you, put her tiny hands on your cheeks and kissed your nose. You felt your heart light up.

“Mother?” She asked shyly. Your hands flew to her waist as you picked her up and spun her around. “Yes it’s mother! It’s your mommy sweetheart.” You wailed as tears ran down from your eyes. You placed on her floor and smiled as she wrapped her tiny hand around your finger and waddled to the kitchen. You started on breakfast and turned your head to see your little girl scribbling on a piece of paper. You set a piece of toast and a cup of tea down and watched as the little girl turned her paper over and showed you an amazing drawing. The details were excellent. Of you and your baby girl side to side with the words ‘Hannah and mom’ written.

“Hannah…Hannah is that you?” You asked pointing. The girl nodded. “Hannah. My daughter Hannah.” You like how it rolled off your tongue. Ever since then you went to the town library and brought her back books about demons and anything you thought might teach her something so she could survive as a demon. You taught her the basics of contracts with what your were given. You brushed her hair and braided it so it would stay out of the way. The moment you came out with scissors she went screaming and hollering like a banshee.

You cried your eyes out when she got her first contract. “Promise me. Promise me you’ll do a good job, and be safe, and come home to me!” You wailed. A teenage Hannah sighed an held up your hands. “Mother I’ll be fine. It’s just a simple farmer boy. I’ll come home soon.” You dried your eyes and sighed. “I still remember the day you showed up on my doorstep-“

“Mommy! That was years ago you’re acting like I’m going to war!” She placed her hand on your cheek. “It’ll take me a mere week at the most. I’ll die before I leave you…”

After take Hannah brought to boys home one day. You treated kindly and they in turn treated you as mother. You don’t know of Hannah told them to or if that was a personal decision.

“Now boys be careful on this mission. How old you said a little fulfilling his brothers wish?”

“Yes mother.” Said Canterbury. “He wants us to burn the village down.” He said swirling a spoon the tea you gave him that he can’t even drink.

“Don’t worry it’s a simple matter.” Said Timber

“Truly no need to worry.” Said Thompson.

(Ya ya ya you know the Luka story. I woke this part but I closed out before saving on accident. So basically Hannah and the boys come home and Hannah is crying then a few years later she and the boys are leaving to go to the Trancy manor. You haven’t seen them for a long while and not you are in the late 40s and they came home)

You had gone out to collect some of your strawberries and turn over the soil. You were kneeling down in the dirt with your gloves getting the hem of your skirt dirty. And stood up with dirt stains on your skirt and your clothes. You looked up to found a tall Woman with three men at her side. At first you didn’t recognize them. You yelled across the field “I’ll be right with you.” And hurried across the field.

You froze when you saw them standing infront in from of you. You reached your hand out to Hannah’s cheek but paused as if you your touched her she’s disappear into the air. Hannah’s hand grabbed her hand and brought it up to your cheek and looked at you. “I’m here mother. We’re here.”

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