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Hey, could I ask for a Black Butler Mashup?
My pronouns are She/Her and I am romantically attracted to men. I am a gemini and a Slytherin INTP. My favourite aesthetic to look at is like early 2000s y2k pastel pink (pink is my favourite colour!), but the truth is I usually dress either pretty simple (Black T-shirt and some jeans/shorts) or pretty goth. I have natural curly dark hair that I cut myself (it’s up to my shoulders) and usually have in a ponytail.
I am smart when it comes to academics ( Literature class is my faveourite! I love discussing what the author could have meant!) and i am fluent in 4 languages but I will 100% get lost or be late if you ask me to meet you anywhere. When it comes to socialising with my friends I am always super loud and bouncy and talky and excited that they are there!
I am the mom friend that needs a mom friend lol, because I always want to bake for my friends when they come over and give advice a lot, but when it comes to myself it’s hard to follow that advice. My hobbies are reading and swimming (I grew up with the ocean nearby so I absolutely adore it. Hopefully this summer I can start surfing lessons!). My music taste, like my personality, is all over the place. I love mindless self indulgence, Kesha, AJR, Musicals and everything in between.
TLDR: Most of the times I have the same energy as a very exited Labrador, that is also very stupid, but means well.
Omg, i love literature as well! Mom friends are extremely underrated and no, I don't take constructive criticism. I love water as well, but at the same time I'm terrified of it, especially the ocean XD That said, I match you with:
William T. Spears
Making friends with Will would be hard for any other person, since he's a workaholic.
But he seemed to naturally gravitate towards you, seeing as you seemed to be the only one he knew that he could have a serious conversation with.
He really doesn't care what you dress like, no matter how extravagant you decide to dress any day, truth is, he's probably seen worse (ehmehmGrellehmehm). However, he does think your style suits you and that you look pretty ;)
Will would seem like he's annoyed by your attitude whenever you two hang out. He says stuff like "You shouldn't be so loud, it makes you look stupid. You're surely better than that."
Don't pay any mind to these comments, he just feels like he needs to keep some sort of appearance, with his high position among the shinigami. You can bet your ass that when you become quiet, he's gonna ask if there's anything wrong, with a small amount of concern slipping past his cold mask.
Please get him out of the office, he needs it. That's another thing you two have in common, being the mom friend, because Will definitely is a mom friend, just with a twist. Imagine a mom friend, but tsundere.
Since he's a workaholic and more often than not gets immersed in his work, he forgets to take care of himself. However, if you manage to get him out, and trust me, for you he will find the time, his mind starts to actually register the state his coworkers/friends are in. And that's when he starts fussing over you, discreetly of course.
Would love to have reading dates with you. It takes his mind off of things and believe it or not, but also having deep conversartions about the meaning of the works you chose is his favourite way of relaxing. His favourite genre to muse about is poetry, just saying...
Will probably isn't into any type of loud music, he only listens to it as background noise for when he works, so definitely enjoys classical and also lofi beats, but he has them playing on the lowest volume.
He would love to dance with you though, but don't expect anything less than waltz. If you don't know how to waltz, don't worry, he's gonna teach you. And since your his favourite, he may even go easy on you ;)
You're basically the only one who ever gets him to relax and he wants to pay you in return by taking care of you and making sure you're alright <3
i forget if i advertised this but I have a black butler fic on AO3 if anyone was wondering
His Butler, Broken
A/n: I believe this to be my magnum opus, mainly because of the length. Technically, it is a sequel fic, but only partially. It only calls back a little to the first one other than naming characters, but they'll be reintroduced now as it loosely follows Sebastian's point of view.
Following the death of Ciel Phantomhive the demon butler didn't expect himself to spiral out of control. He wasn't aware of the fact Ciel had become almost like a son to him but, when the end came he found himself unprepared. Luckily, Ciel knew that this would have taken a tole. He was aware to how close he had gotten to his butler despite being a literal demon. So he had something instated for Sebastian to fall back on, something he had kept from the demon until the day he was finally ready for his soul to be devoured.
"You need to keep your brother on a tighter leash! He went on a rampage and killed thousands of people in Germany!"
The angel flinched away from the woman with fiery hair and emerald eyes. She leaned over the desk, knuckles turning white her claws dug into the wooden surface. This was the second time this month Raziel was in the department of a higher up, and once again it was following something Sebastian did. It was obvious now that his brother was torn apart by the fact he cause Ciel Phantomhive's death, but it was inevitable.
"I know, I know. I just haven't found out how to calm him down yet..."
"Find out quicker or we're going to be dealing with a lot more than thousands of people dying! Not only is he overworking the reapers but he's also affecting human life that was never involved with him!" She barked in his face.
War was a terrifying woman. She ran on pure rage alone, not someone that anyone would want to mess with. Out of the four horsemen she was the worst of them all. Now, Sebastian wasn't the only otherworldly concern. The demon was a very big concern because of his rampages but Death was also missing. He's been missing for quite a long time. Since the reapers are being overworked there isn't anyone to truly moderate it. Sure, they can try to moderate it themselves but without their horseman at the helm attempting is futile.
"I'm waiting for the right time to give him that letter Ciel left him."
"There is never going to be a 'right time' with him! He's going to continue on like this unless you do something to stop him!"
"What if I can't stop him?" Raziel asked.
"Then we'll have to terminate him."
"Isn't that a little too hasty? Wait— You need the four of you to destroy him."
"No. The four of us would be needed to destroy this world we have created, only one is required to destroy that in which we molded after ourselves. Although, without your brother you would be incomplete." War sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "If it were any of the Sins they would need to be together in entirety, all seven of them are needed to destroy a demon, angel, or reaper."
"I thought the Sins were just a silly story that humans told their offspring?" Raziel rose a brow.
"You're changing the subject!" She sneered through gritted teeth, fangs glinting in the yellow light that illuminated the room.
"You're the one who brought it up..."
"Just— Get that damned demon on a leash before I have to do something about it, I'm not as forgiving as I appear to be."
"I get it, you're holding back."
Raziel stood from the broken chair that had been stabbing into his back for the past hour. Relief washed over his face as his hands quickly went to rub at the irritated area. Like her name suggested, War's office was broken down and torn apart. From the looks of it she had stopped buying new furniture after the continuous destruction. As much as he was curious of whether or not the Sins did truly exist there was a much more important pressing matter. Finding Sebastian. The good thing is he didn't go and destroy Britain, otherwise that would have really pissed off the horsemen of the apocalypse.
Exiting through the door he had come through the butler clad in white found himself back on the busy streets of London. It seems Ciel's death hadn't majorly affected the human world as much as it had affected the otherworldly beings. Running a hand down his face his feet carried him in a random direction. Unlike his brother, Raziel didn't feel the need to cause massive amounts of destruction after Oscar had died. He'd known this was coming for a long time. It was ultimately Sebastian's fault to get involved with a human being he'd made a contract with. That was the first and only rule he willingly broke without a second thought. Shaking his head with a laugh he ran a hand through his hair, pushing it back from his face. Humans were complicated, confusing, and overall just small beings compared to angels and demons. They were their food after all, they had to be small in comparison. The ultimate predator needs no predator of their own. Especially not when it comes to their food.
Pulling the letter from his waist coat his gloved fingertips ran over the wax seal. Ciel's refined handwriting decorated the back of the envelope addressing the letter to the demon. It had only been two weeks since he'd seen his brother but it feels like it has been centuries from the way he was acting. It was in fact against code to kill humans that are not involved in a contract, but it's very clear wrath and gluttony have taken the demon over. Sins and Virtues were put in place as a way to hold humans down and make sure they continue to fight one another instead of finding out the truth about their world. Their little minds wouldn't be able to handle the information.
His eyes flashed golden for a second. Humans always smelled wonderful in the morning. He was almost envious of the way Sebastian could just willingly deal away with all these humans lives and not feel remorse for what damage he has caused. He was envious of all the food he was eating. He wished he was the person who thought about it first. Raziel mentally cursed himself for not taking to killing thousands of people. Humans were beneath him no matter what he thought of those in contracts with him. They were bugs to be crushed under his feet, small lives that meant nothing in the grand scheme of things. Even the tainted humans like vampires and werewolves were below him, although he wouldn't dare eat them.
There was no way to travel to Germany without the help of a reaper. They had the easier and faster ways to travel after all. With headquarters all over the globe they obviously had a way to cross the world. Reapers were far more easier to deal with than other demons and angels, although there were rather annoying reapers he'd much rather avoid. Namely one Grell Sutcliff, but she always managed to find him. Possibly it was because he was related to Sebastian, or just for her own amusement. She was nice company when she wanted to be tolerable.
"What are you doing here without a contractee?"
Snapped out of his thoughts by the reaper in the tan trench coat there was a ghost of a smile on his face. Matthew O'Harris was a much more pleasant surprise then getting snuck up on by Grell Sutcliff. Stuffing the letter back into his waistcoat Raziel only chuckled dryly.
"Angels don't always need contracts to walk amongst the lower life forms."
"Ouch, I was once human you know." Matthew snickered, humor a bit too dry for his liking.
"I'm well aware, but you are no longer human so you do not count."
"Didn't you have a contract with a human?"
"Yes, but it was terminated not long after..."
"Ah, right. I'll take it you want to go see him quickly, eh?" Matthew pulled a iron key with a skull on it from his pocket.
They had stopped at the entrance of an abandoned alleyway. Shoulder to shoulder the angel was far taller than the reaper could ever be. Emanating a faint glow as the buildings blocked out the sunlight, Raziel watched the reaper use the back end of the key to outline a door-esque shape on the red brick and flip this key around. It was magical how once the key was inserted in the keyhole and turned a door appeared before their very eyes. The reapers always had fun things attached to their job. They only had to deal with collecting the souls, not taking care of those same souls until the moment they died.
"You're lucky I'm on my way to the German branch, it's a good thing they said they needed help."
"Yes, a good thing indeed." Raziel rolled his eyes. He never liked travelling companions.
The door opened to a path surrounded by the cosmos. Swirls of colors mixed together and curled around one another. Tones of purple and red, orange and pink all mixed together among the black expanse. No matter how many times Raziel has seen the paths of the dead he was still speechless upon seeing them. Matthew didn't wait for him. He walked on ahead with no intention of stopping and talking to him. That was another reason why Raziel didn't want to run into Grell, she would most certainly stop and talk to him the entire way. Talk his ear off until they reached their destination and had to part ways. People like that were awfully dull. Those who spoke incessantly had nothing of interest going on about them. Wearing their heart on their sleeve and their soul as an open book led to very uneventful beings. That too was something he didn't like about humans. Even those that tried to convince others or themselves that they weren't as open like a book were the most predictable and boring individuals on the planet.
Oscar was among those like that. He lived and died without changing, not even an inch. Raziel felt better off without him, but at the same time he was starving without him. Maybe he hadn't enjoyed the soul as much as he should have. Quickly eating was a habit he'd tended to pick up from Death, his creator. Perhaps gluttony had come from Death as well.
Raziel could no longer see Matthew as he made it to the end of the pathway. Typically this would only shut him inside until another reaper came to get him or happened upon him by accident, but he could see the open door at the other end. The forest of Germany greeted him when he stepped out. The rain already soaking through his white clothing causing the darker colors to show through so quickly. Scowling at the rain his ears twitched feeling something in the air. Sebastian was here. He was thankful, at least, to be able to sense other beings like himself. It made his job easier.
The angel didn't have to go looking for the demon when his brother came to him. Tackled to the disgusting, wet ground by the man clad in black his reflexes kicked in when Sebastian had bit him hard on the arm. Black blood oozed out of the injury and sizzled in the falling rain. The brothers struggled for what seemed like eternity rolling around on the horrid terrain of Earth. Dirtying their clothes and themselves with dirt and their blood. It seemed Sebastian had simply overdosed on human souls and was now displaying Wrath fueled by all those angry beings. They weren't properly absorbed to become one with him.
"You've turned into a filthy animal." Raziel scoffed, kicking Sebastian in the stomach.
"Really, look at yourself. This lack of moderation is unbecoming of you Zariel."
Something about his true name made Sebastian snap even further. It was like the angel was looking at someone entirely different from the demon he'd known for years. This reaction would only come if they were fighting for their food but there was no food to fight over, not when Sebastian had eaten almost all of it. Raziel stilled kept silverware in his waist coat, just in case he needed to defend himself against something that wasn't human. Using them on his brother wasn't entirely ideal but he had no other choice. Of course, his brother didn't have the power to kill him but he needed to be put to rest only for a moment.
"It's like you loved that human so much you became something like it."
Sebastian didn't respond, far too gone to respond to anything. Not even a response to the insults. Deep down he knew that he was becoming a disgusting creature. There was just this hole that couldn't be filled. Neverminded eating thousands of people, that hole would stay. He felt broken, incomplete without the missing piece. Something really was torn away from him when he had to kill Ciel at the end of their contract. He looked at his brother with unbridled rage in his eyes. Anger towards a being who could mercilessly take a human life and not feel anything toward it.
"You and I may not be two different sides of the same coin after all, I mean, I wouldn't have this reaction to a mere human being killed by my hand. Better it by you than something else." Raziel's talking annoyed him, like nails on a chalk board.
Holding his hands over his ears he screwed his eyes shut tight. Blocking the angel out the best he could all these voices on the inside were screaming at him. He really had eaten too much. This sick and twisted cacophony played inside him like an orchestra. Ciel was like a child to him. Was like a son to him. Someone that meant everything to him. Without that piece there was a part of him that was missing. He was truly flawed. He was nothing like his brother. His time on Earth had indeed tainted him greatly.
"Answer me, you mutt!" Raziel had grabbed him harshly by the collar, spitting in his face. "Why have you decided to destroy not only yourself but everyone else around you?!"
There was something swimming in Sebastian's eyes. Behind their red hue was that hint of unabsorbed souls swimming within him. Bouncing around as if his body was a bouncy castle. A grimace fell upon Raziel's face as he let go of his brother, letting him crash toward the dirt. He was feeling more than just disappointment. This rage bubbled inside of him seeing his brother so recklessly horrid. So torn apart by a mere human. A mere tiny life form compared to their ethereal forever.
"I believed you were finally worthy of this, but you are worthy of nothing. You should be below me with your precious humanity." Raziel pulled the letter from his waist coat, the rain begun to soak it. He was able to fix it, of course, but he was taunting the demon.
"No!" Sebastian finally screamed, it came out strained, as if his vocal cords hadn't been used in forever. His voice was raw.
"No? Finally, you say something." Raziel sighed.
"Give me that! Is it from Ciel?!" Sebastian reached out to grab the letter but Raziel wasn't going to give it to him, obviously.
"Are you really still rambling on about that puny human? I expected better of you."
"Give me the letter!" Sebastian cried, the tears that ran down his face matched the color of his eyes.
"Now you're crying."
"Give me— The letter..."
Sebastian heaved, it was odd now that he had suddenly calmed down once he'd laid eyes on the letter that Ciel had written. Raziel shook his head and looked up at the sky. He hoped the horsemen were looking down at him and pitying him for having to deal with his brother like this. Grabbing Sebastian's arm harshly the angel pulled the demon to his feet and grimaced at the disheveled state of his clothes. Sebastian had barely laid his eyes on his brother now that he was calm before he had fallen unconscious. Supporting him despite wanting to let him fall and leave him their he noticed the woman in red he wanted nothing to do with. Once she spotted them she immediately came running over with her death scythe clutched tightly in her hands.
"You know, I was wondering when you would show up— Oh dear, is bassy..." Grell's eyes widened, Sebastian being unconscious became clearer the closer she was.
"I believe he's just passed out due to all of those unabsorbed souls."
"Then we'll have to take him to the reaper hospital."
"We?" Raziel rose a brow, his face otherwise blank.
"Yes! We. There's no way you're just leaving him with me like this, I'm not going to be the one to explain to my superiors what happened." Grell planted her hands on her hips.
"How come I have to explain this to your superiors? I was never a reaper."
"He's your brother, you found out how to calm him down."
"Alright, let's just go to that stupid mortal hospital."
Unlike angels and demons, reapers had a hospital in which they operated out of. Those who reaped souls were once human themselves. It was a way to keep a bit of that humanity instead of othering themselves. Raziel was uncomfortable in the hospital. He was uncomfortable around reapers in general. It didn't matter if they were no longer human, they were once human and that made them less than what they seemed to be. He'd explained to Grell's higher ups, leaving her in the hospital room with Sebastian. When the demon came to she had a frown on her face.
"How did you eat five thousand souls without stopping and thinking about the consequences?" Her voice was level, she was holding his hand.
"I— What?"
"Sebastian, those souls were going to rip you apart."
"What do you mean?" He asked, completely serious.
"You ate five thousand souls! What else is there to say?"
"I... Ate five thousand souls?"
Grell sighed and shook her head. On the bedside table was the letter that Ciel had written to Sebastian. It was like he was noticing it for the first time today. Reaching over to pick it up the red-haired woman furrowed her brows in confusion. Did he really still care about that letter?
"Ciel... Where— Where is the young master?"
Moving to sit up he looked around frantically. It was heartbreaking watching him like this. It was as if nothing that had transpired ever happened at all. It was was if he completely had forgotten the rampages he'd gone on or the damage that he'd caused. Like this he looked frail and powerless.
"Sebastian, he's dead."
Bro I was scrolling and then saw Seb about to put tiny!Will in a jar, I was like "hold up where is this going"
Then I saw the spider in the second panel and I was like "oh. nevermind then"
Newww xD
please talk about your ocs! (i totally didn't run to your ask box after I saw the reblog)
Will do! I've also talked about these guys and discussed a lot of their story with my buddies @eemoo1o-animoo & @sebastian-ciel-mutual-bullying (Thanks so much you two, ya'll are awesome ^^)
(Bear with me folks this is still a WIP work)
The OCs in question are a trio of demon OCs—Tobias Gourmand, Napoleon Salver, and Maria DeVarre—who all serve the owner of an inn. (Adam Sinclair is his name. And his wife is named Evangeline. "Evie" or "Eve" for short. 😉)
The Sinclair Servants are basically meant to be foils of some sort to the Phantomhive servants (Finny, Mey-Rin, and Baldroy) but they're also basically the triplet demon servants from Black Butler II if they each had their own separate personality (also if one of them was a girl lmao)
Tobias is quite chatty with whoever decided to visit the inn, but is also considered to be the one with the least "tact" out of the three. Compared to his two companions, he's quite a bit more childish and less-levelheaded, and isn't usually seen without a mug of liquor in hand. That being said, he's a tad bit more of a flirt compared to the others, very smug and savvy.
Despite my personal preference to say his name second in order, Napoleon is actually the "ringleader" of the trio. He's the one that does most of the talking when other characters (such as Ciel, Sebastian, and/or Adam) are speaking to the trio as a whole. Napoleon is especially the one who has the most interaction with Sebastian in the story (in fact part of me feels like he's at least 45% gay for Sebastian but I digress). He's also considered the most manipulative of the three, but he's usually the one letting Tobias and Maria do most of the messier work.
Maria is without a doubt the most stoic of the three (in fact most of the time she rarely says anything), and since she's a kitchen maid she's usually barely seen ever interacting with the inn guests. Despite physically appearing to be the youngest of the three (looking no older than Ciel himself) Maria is actually far more mature and level-headed than one may think (second only to Napoleon but moreso than Tobias). She's also quite skilled with knives (more specifically the bigger and heavier butcher's cleavers to contrast with Sebastian's fancy dinner cutlery), in fact if anyone were to try and act creepy with this girl, she would no doubt threaten to stab that person.
Some may interpret these three as a "weird little demon family" and they're not wrong. Me personally I interpret their relationship with each other as "roomates/siblings who are usually on the same page, have the same thoughts and mindsets, and do a lot of the same things but occasionally get on each other's nerves". Sometimes I even think of them as a silly little "clique" of demons. Above all else, however, they're partners in crime.
Now, here's how they would play into the rest of the Kuroshitsuji world (specifically how Ciel, Sebastian, & the rest of the gang would come into play).
It basically goes out like this; Ciel and Sebastian are sent by the queen to investigate this inn. The reasoning is rather to-the-point; many people who have visited this inn are usually never seen walking back out.
There's a lot of your typical Kuro arc shenanigans, but there's also a lot of interaction with Sebastian and the Sinclair servants. A lot of "demon-to-demon" interactions.
Their relationship with Sebastian is... rather complicated. I'm still unsure whether or not these three would be able to tell if Sebastian is a demon or if Seb himself even knows that they're demons yet. If so, then chances are these three see Sebastian as, well, weird.
Like, "you're telling me that guy over there fawning over a litter of kittens is a member of our species? As if." They even make a few occasional mocking jabs at his expense (much to Seb's annoyance)
Anyway, there's a planned B plot with the reapers (specifically Grell, Ron, & Will) where they see that many souls have been strangely going missing. And they are, in fact, rather pissed. Will especially is rather triggered and believes Sebastian is the one at fault here (which Sebastian himself knows is absolute bullshit because he's been dieting fasting for what? Three years straight?)
Gee I wonder if the demons who are working at the inn know about this.
I could keep going on and on, but I think it's best that I stop there for now. This story has a looooooot going on, and that's far from even the tip of the iceberg.
Either way, thank you so much for the ask! And for those who were patient enough to get to the end of my bad storytelling and infodumping, thank you for reading 👋
William hurt his leg, so Grell was more than happy to help.
William: "I swear to god I'm the only one here with a braincell." Grell, Ronald, Othello, & Undertaker: "ALL HAIL the keeper of the sacred braincell!"
Here’s Grelle and William fighting - you’re welcome.
Romantic headcanons for Sebastian, Claude, Grell, William, Undertaker, Lau and Agni with shy and quiet but kind and patient s/o? P.S. Good luck on your new blog! I'm rooting for you; )
Ahh thank you so much! Thank you for also being the first ask on my side blog! I’m sorry to inform you that i didn’t do one for Lau because I don’t know him well enough and I think his would be too OOC, so I hope you can overlook that. Also, these are hella long so under the cut they go!
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Sebastian Michaelis
Sebastian is a very busy demon, so his time with you is not only rare but also valuable. He will try to set aside as much time as he can for you, though, but it irks him a little if you pester him about it. Poor creature is trying his best!
He thinks that too much PDA is inappropriate and indecent until someone tries to flirt with or touch you, then he’s basically got his hand glued to your hip/ass and his mouth is attached to your neck.
Cute PDA shit Sebastian does:
Holds your thigh when he’s sitting next to you
Will either link elbows or hold your hand when strolling around town
Guides you by the small of your back when y’all are walking places
yeah so god have actual mercy on anyone who tries to walk all over you or take advantage of your patience
you may have patience but seb certainly does not
Some nights after he’s tucked you in and he’s already planted a loving goodnight kiss on your head/lips, he slips out of your room quietly, prepared to do his nightly rounds of the manor/chores that will help him prep for tomorrow when he realizes that he misses you and he’s probably been not the most loving mate lately. Of course, he knows it’s not his fault that the Young Lord has him all tied up, but he can’t help but furrow his brows at the dull ache in his chest. He then turns around, coming back in your room, hushing you sweetly as he climbs in with you, blowing out the candles and pulling you close to his broad chest.
At first Sebastian hated cuddles/snuggling, but he’s grown fond of it over time, and he can’t help the swell of affection that blossoms in his chest when he sees how happy you are while wrapped in his arms
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If you propose someone,I think it’s better to wear an appropriate suit.
It’s the cutest Grelliam thing I’ve ever heard. I love this to DEATH! ♡
Grell cooked Valentine chocolate and William tasted them. Sutcliff was extremely happy because of that and embraced Will with all love~ ♡
Grell: Will… You ate my chocolate?
William: I just wanted to know how an idiot has lost his mind to commit crimes.
Grell: WILL!~ ♡
William: Get off!
Grell: Will, Will, Will! ♡
William: You’ll have to write an apology letter when we get back.
Grell: Okay, Will~ ♡
William: Let go of me!!
Grell: Touchy touchy! Touchy touchy! Touchy! ♡
William: Where do you think you’re touching?!
Grell: Touchy! ♡
Jun Fukuyama as Grell Sutcliff
Noriaki Sugiyama as William T. Spears
Kuroshitsuji Red Valentine Seiyuu Event
Kuroshitsuji belongs to Yana Toboso
English translation was made by Reina Rei
Sebastian and Vincent never talk about Ciel using the term "our son." There is no "our." For Vincent, Ciel is his son, and for Sebastian Ciel is his young master. Everyone else finds it simpler to refer to Ciel as both of theirs.
Ronald: They wanted me to pass on that they expect the dispatch to kill the Undertaker should we catch him.
Will: (shrugs) He is a threat to their child.
Will: For the love of God, can you and the brat's father settle this custody battle?
Sebastian: Anytime he wishes to leave, I'll gladly bury the hatchet.
Will: I mean now! Your last argument leveled two towns! Do you know how many reapers had to be called in to clean it up?
Sebastian: You can blame Vincent Phantomhive for that. Had he warned his father...a shinigami, I might add...to stay out of it, it would never have gotten so far.
Will: So I suppose you had absolutely nothing to do with it?
Sebastian: But of course not. As a dedicated butler, I was merely protecting my young master. I have never done anything wrong ever, and- (dodges death scythe)
TOP 15 GAY OTPs:
#5: William T. Spears x Grell Sutcliff (Kuroshitsuji)
if you're a sebaciel shipper get the fuck off my page or internet in the first place and touch some grass before going to therapy. bitch.
if anyone likes sebaciel ……. enjoy hell 😘
Cosplaying photos. Meet William T. Spears, Grell Sutcliff (me) and BASSY! (Sabastian Michaelis.
We went the MCM Comic Con in Glasgow :) (and thank you to everyone who ask for a picture with us your soo awesome, and if you did be sure to tell me and upload the pics so I can see them)
Sebastian and William t spears trying to one up each other using reader
tw: noncon, double penetration, overstimulation, degradation, competition, size difference
All characters depicted are 18+
William has a very strong distaste towards Sebastian and demons in general, one he will make well known, and while Sebastian isn't as verbal about it, the feeling is very mutual, in fact he'd want to wring the Reaper's neck if it wasn't for his young master's orders and William's death scythe. But even two bitter adversaries are allowed to have a bit of friendly competition.
At first William will scoff at the idea of engaging in such a frivolous game, especially with a demon, but Sebastian knows how to push people's buttons without letting his butler facade crack. Sebastian will tease William and taunt him for apparently being inexperienced in bed, and not wanting to be outdone by such a foul beast, he ends up caving.
It isn't easy for the demon butler to pick up a poor unsuspecting lady or servant girl with his good looks and charms, one who'd be naive enough to follow a stranger like him just because he's pretty, although he wouldn't pick anyone demonic, that would either turn William off completely or excite the reaper a bit too much at the prospect of dominating a member of a species he so despises.
Sebastian won't give up on his venomous taunts against William even when he's balls deep inside of the young woman's pussy alongside the reaper, delighting in his attempts to make the cold and professional man lose his unbreakable composure, at least slightly.
"Hmm~? Is something the matter, Mister Reaper~? If you keep going that slowly you'll never be able to make our little morsel cum, much less achieve climax yourself..."
William isn't going to allow himself to lose to a horrid demon of all things, even if it's at something as insignificant as bringing some helpless human girl to climax, his hips thrusting up in a mechanical movement as he fucks into her, his cock sliding lewdly against's Sebastian's inside of the tight and wet space they're sharing.
The sensation of getting fucked by two different yet very similar supernatural beings is too much for the poor girl, and it's a wonder that she can withstand the dual penetration without passing out from the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. Sebastian with tease her as much as his butler facade will allow, while William is almost completely silent the entire time, making a few low noises whenever he cums.
Sebastian isn't going to allow himself to be bested by William at something he himself is already very good at, he has more experience with human women, having slept with multiple of them for information or just for the pleasure of it on many different occasions, and being the suave demon he is, he knows exactly what filthy thing to whisper in her ear to make her weak in the knees.
William doesn't want to lose this little game either, while he isn't as rough, sadistic, or vocal as Sebastian, he's much more precise, having enough knowledge of the human body due to his line of work to hit all the right spots to leave her a writhing and whimpering mess between the two hellish creatures, that is until the barrage of sensations taking over her body becomes too much to bear.
"Humans are so pitifully feeble. I counted only five orgasms and you've already fallen unconscious, such pathetic endurance. Well, it seems as this has concluded in a draw, demon..."
They're both rather disappointed that they weren't able to reach a definitive conclusion on which one of them is superior in bed, but it's a minor setback, they aren't mortal beings like humans are, so they have all the time in the world to settle this petty little dispute they are having.