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blondeaxolotl · 3 months

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Imagine designing fankids for ships couldn't be me

I decided it'd be a fun lil thing for me to start designing fankids for black butler ships (starting with some of my own first) but I'm willing to do more ships and most likely will!! If you guys want me to design a fankid/fankids for a specific ship feel free to suggest it!!! I love making these creatures (just please give me ships that don't involve characters that are 18 and under tyvm)

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bezierballad · 12 days

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Okay guys, it’s that time of day. You know what that means?

Time for another OC infodump.

Specifically about the head demon himself, Napoleon Salver.

I’ve mentioned that Napoleon (unlike Sebastian we’ll get to him later) can’t stand the idea of a demon fasting. Why? Because he’s done it himself.

Napoleon used to restrain himself on how many souls he eats (“quality over quantity” similar to Sebastian’s logic of soul consumption) however, he once got himself into a bind and nearly starved himself. Think like how you're trying to lose weight so you try to eat less and less only to end up nearly passing out due to lack of nutrients.

(Also keep in mind demons can’t starve to death like humans can. They basically start gradually losing their sanity until they reach a point of no return.)

Anyway, this plays even when Napoleon is in a contract with Adam.

See, the big difference between Napoleon and Sebastian is that:

Sebastian sees Ciel’s soul as a gourmet main course he’s been working so hard to make and he doesn’t wanna eat anything beforehand or else he’ll ruin his appetite.

Napoleon sees Adam’s soul as a last course. A fine dessert, one would say. It doesn’t matter to him how many souls he eats beforehand (as long as he eats enough to sustain himself) he’s just saving the best for last.

This even plays in at one point when him and Sebastian meet (when Sebastian and Ciel are investigating the inn on their mission):

Sebastian: "Hey, when was the last time you ate a soul?"

Napoleon: "Like five minutes ago. How about you?"

Sebastian: "Last time I ate? Probably... three years ago."

Napoleon: 😀 "...what."

There are other moments throughout the story where he makes an offer to his new fellow demon "tell you what, I’ll let you have the next soul of the guy who comes here" (or what’s basically "hey man, eat with us. The food’s on me.")

And Sebastian’s always like “No, I told you, I’m fasting. I’ll ruin my appetite,” (this being Sebastian who has stated he hates other demons who gourge greedily on souls, I don't think he even likes Napoleon to begin with) and Napoleon gets more and more fed up with this pitiful excuse.

Because Napoleon basically wants to "save" Sebastian from the fate he nearly entered himself. (Which was nearly starving himself to insanity.)

TL;DR Napoleon is one gay ass son of a bitch.

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #sebastian michaelis #ciel phantomhive #napoleon salver #black butler ocs #kuroshitsuji ocs #oc infodump #adam sinclair

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sebastianmichaelisslander · 21 days

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Planning a new fic with our lovely boy McMillan being up front and centre. Here’s a brief introduction to two new OCs:

Christian

- twenty-three and the eldest child of the McMillan family.

- Has a knack for getting himself into the strangest situations and getting himself out of them just as quick.

- He's a man of many hobbies, especially travelling, collecting interesting-looking rocks, and playing polo.

- He briefly lived with their uncle - Mrs. McMillan's brother - after completing his studies, but ended up leaving after being caught in bed with one of the housemaids (whom he later married).

Viola

- twenty-one, the wee boy's older sister - technically not that new as I've mentioned her before.

- Currently studying geology, she is also an avid botanist. Whenever Christian travels, she always asks him to bring back seedlings for exotic plants.

- She’s extremely strong-minded, doesn't let anyone take advantage of her kindness. She often frets about her youngest brother, constantly pushing him to be more assertive.

- is a surprisingly talented boxer thanks to Christian. Much like him, she fell in love with horseback riding at a young age and is a skilled equestrian.

I'm trying to think of their parents and overall family dynamics, so I'll add on later.

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #kuroshitsuji mcmillan #weston college arc #my ocs #black butler ocs #kuroshitsuji season 4 #my first post after ages lol

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millylotus · 11 days

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Im like a week late for the WIP ask game but whats #6 The Phantomhive Legacy

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ehehehehe >:> yeeessss, i have been wanting to speak on the Phantomhives!

Okay so base thing this is a Black Butler AU, that just assumes Sebastian let Ciel live for awhile & that Elizabeth & Ciel [who are engaged in canon] are NOT cousins, cause honestly it makes no sense to me & it's rarely ever talked about in fandom & it's not needed for cannon to even make sense, it's just a thing the author put in [the author does that alot, would not suggest BB for the faint of heart, that shits heavy]

ANYWAY onto the au!

So essentially Ciel & Lizzie grow up to have kids & those kids are so much fun!

Family tree for more specific stuff I suggest looking at it! it has some more lore for the au written in it

Ciel & Lizzie grow up & have kids & those kids are intresting

The First & Second Born Children "The Twins"

Born May 23rd, 1898

Violet Angelica “Viola” “Vivi” Phantomhive

Inheritor of the Royal Dog Title Named after Vincent Phantomhive & Angelina Dalles-Burnett Viola looks most like their mother, with black hair & Midford green eyes, she’s just a tad taller than Frenchie & is very smug about not being the shortest, but still doesn’t like that the boys are taller. Vivi is more introverted compared to her sisters, being a sly & manipulative person like Vincent but when with those she trusts she’s a goofy & fun person

Franchesca Leona “Chesca” “Frenchie” Phantomhive

Inheritor of Funtom Toy Corparation Named after Francis & Alexis Leon Midford Frenchie looks like their granpa Vincent, with red-ish blonde hair & blue eyes, only slightly shorter than Vivi & Theo & absolutely hates it, but is glad to not be as short as Chelle Chesca has been compared to Madame Red with her loud sociable & fun personality, though she’s a business woman down to her bone & can be very cold & calculating

Named after Francis & Alexis Leon Midford Inheritor of Funtom Toy Corp

Ciel was scared out of his mind when they found out Elizabeth would be having twins, he didn’t want one of his kids feeling like he did as a child. Lizzie of course saw his distress & promised him that the children would not be subjected to such things. Vivi & Chesca coincidentally look nothing alike.

Their obvious differences brought Ciel some calm, Lizzie was so happy to have had a safe pregnancy mostly, Rachel had multiple complications with Ciel & his brother.

4yrs Later...

Vivi & Chesca coincidentally look nothing alike

The Third & Middle Child

Born Aug 31st, 1902

Alexander Rachel “Alex” “Lexie” Phantomhive

Awarded Medical Doctor Named after Alexis Leon Midford & Rachel Phantomhive Alex was born with dark red-ish black hair & blue eyes & looks like a mix of his parents, while also being ridiculously tall in comparison to his siblings, sometimes lords his height. Alex like Vivi is introverted & is generally kinda depressing person, being rather clumsy with his gangly tall proportions, he’s just as sarcastic as his father though.

Their third child was just as planned, they both grew up with only one older sibling & no one else, & thought it would be a better idea to have at least one or two more children to the give twins less feeling of competition.

There weren’t many complications with Alex’s birth, though he was born a bit later then had been expected.

2yrs Later...

The Youngest Daughter & Fourth Child

Born Dec 25th, 1904

Emily Michelle “Emmie” “Chelle” Phantomhive

Knight under the Midford Family Named after Doctor Sullivan & Sebastian Michaelis Emmie has black hair & green eyes & looks almost exactly like their granny Rachel & great-auntie Angelina, she’s also the shortest of the siblings & absolutely peeved about it just like Ciel. Emmie is loud like Frenchie though is more awkward & kind of stiff with new people, but the moment she’s comfortable she’s loud & proud, & is very passionate about swords & is a kind girl.

Their fourth child, Emmie, was a tiny bit of an accident after they thought they where done at Alex, but they love her just as much.

Chelle was born rather healthy compared to her other siblings & was doted on a lot until Eddie was born.

1yr Later...

The Youngest Son & Fifth Child

Born May 15th, 1906

Edmund Theoderich “Eddie” “Theo” Phantomhive

Famous Spoiled Socialite Named after Edward Midford & Dierdrich Abt Eddie has blonde hair & brown eyes like his granny Rachel, & looks a lot like granpa Vincent & their uncle Edward, 2nd tallest of the siblings & smug about it. Eddie is pretty relaxed & coy like his father Ciel, though far more sociable to the point where he’s also compared to Madame Red like Chesca, he kind of acts like a spoiled brat annoyingly.

After Emmie was born Lizzie & Ciel where hit with baby fever again & had Eddie shortly after Emmie.

Eddie was unfortunately born kind of early & almost didn’t make it & developed asthma like Ciel they kind of babied him because of it.

The siblings all get along rather well, their parents made sure of it, the kids do have wildly differing personalities of course.

Born May 23rd, 1898

#millywrites #ask games #ask game #millygames #black butler #ciel phantomhive #elizabeth midford #black butler ocs

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naquey · 1 month

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One of A Kind

contains: original characters, x reader, ocs x reader, angel x reader, grim reaper x reader, male x reader, black butler ocs, angel, grim reaper, gender neutral reader

Scenarios for Raziel, Matthew O'Harris, Oscar (I cut out Reggie's bit because I didn't know what to do for him)

dividers by: @cafekitsune (blue) & @plutism (fleur de lice fancy)

Raziel - The Angel Butler

The last thing you expected was to get attacked tonight. You were walking home just after dark, the street lamps lighting your way. The attacker was a man with chartreuse eyes, you would never forget such a vibrant hue. Your saviour on the other hand was a man you saw quite often in your boutique. He never bought anything, only browsed the items for sale.

He was tall. Dressed in a white three piece suit with white gloves, a white ribbon tying his dark purple hair back. His tie and his shoes were the only things that were black. The man came out of nowhere, shoving the attacker out of the way.

"You really must be more careful." His amber eyes were as striking as the chartreuse eyes of the attacker.

"Were you following me? There was no one else on the street?" You looked around, confirming your suspicions.

"Oh, you must have missed me. Luckily, I was able to defend you. Shall I walk you home?"

"How can I trust you?" You put your hands on your hips.

"It isn't smart to leave one such as yourself alone in the dark, who knows what lurks out there." There was a smile playing at his lips.

"What's your name?"

"Raziel."

"Raziel? That sounds like some biblical name, your parents must have been proud believers of the faith. Y/n" You stuck your hand out for him to shake.

"Yes, yes, my parents were in fact big believers." A flash of annoyance lit up in his eyes. Were they gold for just a second?

You and Raziel walked home, mostly in silence. He wasn't much of a talker from what you gathered, and whenever you asked questions his answers were short and to the point. He also seemed to miss when you were blatantly flirting with him, but it wasn't that big of a deal. If anything, you would be able to see him again if he visits the boutique tomorrow.

He stopped at your door, standing with perfect posture. It was almost uncanny how perfect he moved. Almost as if he wasn't human. You waited for a moment, looking at him expectantly. He quirked a brow, confusion crossing his features.

"What are you waiting for? Go in." He ushered with his hands.

"I would have at least thought you'd want to come inside." You tilted your head. "Most guys do."

"Unforetunately, it is getting quite late." Raziel checked his pocket watch.

"Right," You couldn't help but pout. You really wanted him to come inside. There was just something so alluring about him. "Will I see you tomorrow?"

"Of course,"

Matthew O'Harris - Grim Reaper -

You always saw him at the cemetary. Dressed in a black suit and tan trenchcoat holding a black umbrella. Sometimes he had a brief case with him. He was always so hauntingly beautiful. It was as if he was a black rose. Typically you would either catch him on his way to the cemetery or coming from the cemetery. Strangely, no one else seemed to notice him. Nor did he ever seem to notice you.

That is, until one day.

"How do you know the recently deceased?" You asked, standing behind him.

A funeral procession had just taken place and the body was put in the grave half an hour ago. Yet, he was here as if he was at the funeral.

"Pardon?" He turned around, playful blue eyes and a smile. He looked so happy for someone in a cemetery.

"The deceased. How do you know them?"

"Oh, I'm just an old friend." He held out his open umbrella to shield you from the rain.

You leaned around him to look at the grave, reading the birth and death date.

"You are aware she was at least sixty when she died?" You rose a brow, giving him a pointed look.

"I make friends with the elderly."

He looked so calm for someone that might be lying. You decided not to push it, he would be sweating and freaking out if he was lying.

"Y/n." You introduced yourself.

"Matthew O'Harris." He mirrored the way you stood.

"O'Harris? Are you Irish?" Your eyes narrowed.

"Far from it, just a family name. Say, we should get out of this rain before it picks up." He chuckled heartily and began to walk. He had this type of grace in the way he moved.

It was strange how cold he was even after you two got inside. People gave you strange looks as you sat at a table and began to converse with the man but you paid them no mind, people in London always had to look and judge.

You spent hours talking to each other at the pub, he offered to pay for drinks and food. When he checked his pocket watch his eyes widened and he adjusted his glasses. You didn't notice how vibrant his eyes were until now.

"Oh, will you look at the time? Will, will have my head if I don't finish my paper work?"

"Will? You give your boss a nickname?"

"Er... You can think of it like that, yeah." He chuckled.

The rain hadn't let up from earlier, the two of you stood under the awning of the pub.

"Take this." He handed you his umbrella.

"Wait, but what about you?"

"I don't need it, trust me."

"How will I return it?"

"Come find me at the cemetary."

You watched him leave through the rain before you could grab him and pull him back. Looking away for a second you no longer saw him when you looked at the street again. It was like he vanished out of thin air.

Such a strange man.

Oscar - The Missing Prince -

His name came out of nowhere, but Lizzie made you attend the party with her. Ciel Phantomhive was seen talking with a brunette you didn't recognize. They were both accompanied by their butlers—a man clad in black and a man clad in white. The sight was very strange.

Of course, Lizzie took Ciel off to either dance or talk, or eat the finger foods at the buffet leaving you with the brunette. The butlers had seemingly disappeared as well.

"Are you enjoying the party?" He sounded older, and looked older than Ciel or even Lizzie.

The ruffled clothes he was wearing did not look like anything he would wear. His eyes were this icy shade of blue that almost made them look gray, his brown hair was light and just reached his chin. A rather shaggy style for a nobleman.

"Forgive me, but parties are not exactly my forte."

"I understand completely." Oscar sighed, his shoulders relaxing. He ran a hand through his hair.

"This wasn't you idea, was it?"

"Not at all. My friend Ciel- er- Earl Phantomhive thought it would be a great way to build my reputation."

"He's rather thoughtful, but you look like a fish out of water." You laughed.

"I have no idea what I'm doing." Oscar sighed.

"Good, that makes two of us." You elbowded him playfully. "Would you like to dance?"

"Oh, I can't dance."

"Nonsense! That doesn't matter."

You pulled him to the dancefloor, joining the other dancers. Doing your best to copy their motions. Oscar wasn't much of a dancer either, but at least he was smiling. Perhaps, he was even having some fun?

When the song ended he doubled over, trying to regain his composure after getting so dizzy. All that spinning really did a number on him.

"Punch, my lord?" As if on cue, his butler came over with a silver tray in hand.

"No, no. I just need some place to sit."

"I do believe there are empty chairs on the balcony."

"Thank you, Raziel."

You followed him out to the balcony, leaning against the railing as he sat in one of the chairs catching his breath. He was pulling at his clothes around his chest, but you pretended not to notice. It wasn't wise to watch him like this, but the way he struggled was quite interesting. You wanted to know what was causing him such distress, but you wouldn't pry. He could throw you out of his house!

"I'm sorry I had to cut our dancing short."

"No, no! It's quite alright! I'd much rather prefer standing out here than dancing in a stuffy ballroom."

"Hah. Ciel would make a mockery if he saw me like this." Oscar chuckled, shaking his head.

"You're quite close with Lord Phantomhive."

"We... We're unlikely friends, I suppose."

"Is it because you're close in age?"

"No, no. I'm far older than him."

"How old?"

"Nineteen."

"Oh."

You heard Lizzie faintly calling for you, but you didn't respond to her. Instead, you continued looking at the night sky.

#original characters #ocs x reader #ocs #oc #male x reader #black butler #kuroshitsuji #black butler oc #black butler ocs #kuroshitsuji oc #kuroshitsuji ocs #you can take it as platonic or romantic idk

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therealjackdsaf · 10 months

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art dump time baby

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t4tgrelliam · 3 months

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OOHOHOHOHOH I AM SOOO GLAD YOU ASKEDDDD

the one with the short hair and more softish features is Ezra (but their name was Maëlys around this period). The girl with the longer hair is Erika.

Erika and Maëlys grew up in this cult. They were kind of kissy kissing in secret, but they didn't really have an official relationship it was more like an act of defiance if anything.

Anyway while this cult was definitely abusive, like most cults are, Maëlys kind of got the worst of it.

They had to kill one of their main abusers so they could escape, and Erika kind of caught them as they were actively running away and they just kind of exchanged a look, and then Maëlys ran away without a word and they haven't seen eachother since :3

this lore goes so much deeper but that's basically the context for the art. mwah mwah

#tw abuse #oc #oc posting #black butler ocs #my ocs

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melaninforkings · 8 days

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a piece of me dies every time im reading a fic and taylor swift lyrics pop up😭 then i realize the description of the oc or “reader” are very white coded like OH! that’s not…

#black reader #x reader #x oc #LIKE PLSSS I PROMISE THERE ARE OTHER ARTISTS WITH BETTER SONG TO USE #austin butler x black!reader #timothee chalamet x reader #black!reader #carmen berzatto x reader #paul atreides x reader #jake sully x reader #austin butler x reader #kennedy talks #peeta mellark x reader #finnick odair x reader #poc!reader

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saturnville · 3 months

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sweet goodbyes, major john egan

pairing: major john “bucky” egan (masters of the air) black fem oc (amelia egan)

content: john is being shipped to England to serve in the war; his departure comes with sweet goodbyes

an: callum turner is my new white boy of the month, yay!

“Close your eyes, darlin’. You can’t keep trying to fight sleep.” His voice warmed the deepest parts of her insides. Her stomach fluttered and she couldn’t fight to dopey smile that crept along her lips. She whined in objection, ignoring how her eyelids fluttered.

“I don’t want to sleep,” she murmured, words slurred and almost incoherent. Her hand ran down the lace neckline of her white nightgown; a gift from her mother-in-law from her wedding night. Her hand then traveled over to his dark hair, massaging his curls. “Want to stare at you alllll night.”

His soft chuckle forced her eyes open. He caressed her warm cheek “That’s nice, doll, but you should get your rest. I gotta be out early in the morning. Gotta have coffee together.” It was a ritual. Every morning, he’d wake her up at the break of dawn with a steaming cup of coffee and a bowl of oatmeal. It was a simple gesture, but it was what she grew to love. Cuddled in the sheets, sipping from their mugs and feeding each other spoonfuls of hot oats. She’d have to get used to eating by herself.

She huffed in disdain. John chuckled and wrapped his strong arms around her body. He pressed a firm kiss against her cheek, then her nose, then her lips. She returned his advances immediately. Her hand gripped his neck as she pulled him closer. “Amelia…”

Amelia’s leg crept along his waist and she silently urged him to take the hint. He whispered a gentle, are you sure, against her lips, which she replied with her hips pressed against his.

John gripped the plushness of her thigh and pushed it back, slotting his body between her legs. Her breaths were heavy and quivered with desire. His large hands clenched the fabric of her nightgown, pushed it up her body, and tossed it across the room. “I love you, you know that?”

“Mhm.” Her mind couldn’t create a coherent sentence with him touching her so delicately. “I love you, too.”

The moon shone through the curtains. Amelia felt the weight of sleep finally pulling her down. Her husbands presence comforted her as his whispered declarations of love lingered in the air. Reluctantly, she stopped battling drowsiness and succumbed to its authority.

The warmth of his love wrapped around her like a blanket, and the anticipation of their morning ritual brought a bittersweet smile to her lips. She couldn’t help but savor the small moments she had left, knowing that tomorrow would be different.

Yet, within their tender embrace and exchange of affections, their love was a solidified anchor that promised a new daw filled with cups of coffee and the joy of each’ other’s company.

#saturnville #original writing #original content #black!reader #black reader #black fem oc #black woman writer #callum turner #masters of the air #callum turner x reader #callum turner x black reader #major john egan #bucky egan #bucky egan x reader #bucky egan x black reader #austin butler x reader #austin butler x black!reader

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alicenpai · 1 year

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kuroshitsuji rewired my 14 yr old brain fr 🎩🕷🍬 buttons here !

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #ciel phantomhive #sebastian michaelis #sorry for bb posting on main #actually bb was the series i watched last fall when i was in a slu #SLUMP #and it got me thinking about my ocs again because like.#it transported me to a time when i was younger and making ocs for the 1st time (when i was 14 i mean)#there's something about that mid 2000s early 2010s time when victorian/lolita/related media was in its heydey and rewired my teen brain #so uh thank you black butler for inspiring me to work on my ocs again and making me happy in a way #random but i really like how the hands turned out in these. that strawberry i really like too #my art

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mamasturn · 3 months

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send you away, major gale cleven

pairing: major gale cleven (masters of the air) x black fem oc (eden marie cleven)

content: eden is anxious about having to be separated from her husband when he reveals that he has to serve in England.

an: I was burnt out from writing elvis content, but, now we're on masters of the air content, yay!

“I’m sorry, baby, but I gotta go.” His voice was a song sung by an old church choir; soothing, warm like her mama’s hugs, then it got disruptive. Like the snares of the drums as the song reached a climax. “They need us in England.”

The pained look on her face would be engrained in his mind forever. There would be no way for him to forget it. Her thick eyebrows eat in a deep frown, pushing the rest of her features further down. Her eyes, those beautiful brown eyes, glistened with tears. She refused to blink. The gentle rivers would transition to monstrous waterfalls with no dam to keep them at bay. And her lips, full and swollen from tender kisses, quivered as she clenched her jaw to keep her composure.

“For how long?” Her voice was quiet. Gale sighed heavily and ran a heavy hand through his hair. If he had an answer, he’d give it to her. But, his silence spoke loud enough. She hummed and brushed his hand off her lap and began to trudge upstairs. A defeated sigh came from him.

“E,” Gale called out. He followed her up the wooden steps. “Eden!”

His large hand palmed their bedroom door that threatened to push him out. The lamp on her side of the bed was on, the blankets on the left side were pulled back, and she stood in front of the mounted mirror brushing her freshly pressed hair. Her sad expression had morphed into one like stone. He could see her jaw tick as each second passed.

Gale took slow steps toward her. He could only imagine what she was thinking. Her husband, whom she’d only been married to for six months, was being shipped off to England to assist them in bringing down Germany. How coulde she not be upset?

Gale stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. His advances didn’t keep her from wrapping her hair and tossing her satin scarf around her head. He leaned down, nose brushing against the shell of her ear. Eden’s breath hitched. His lips followed, pecking at the sensitive area below her ear. He pulled at her skin with his teeth and she whimpered softly, her hand falling on top of his. “Gale…” A warning.

“Talk to me,” he pleaded. “Please.”

“I don’t want you to leave,” she said after some time. “I knew what I got into when I married you but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m scared, Gale!” Finally, she turned to meet his gaze. So big and blue, they were. Filled with sympathy and remorse.

“I knew what I was getting into when I married you, but still! I gotta send my husband away and I don’t want to think about the day where someone could knock on the door telling me--”

Gale shushed her softly and pressed her body against his in a tight embrace. His warm hand gripped her chin and tapped softly. She met his eyes. “So let’s not think about that. I leave in three weeks. We’re gonna focus on making these three weeks worthwhile, and we’ll cross the other bridge when we get to it. But I’ll always be with you one way or another, you know that, darlin’. You do know that, don’t you?”

Eden nodded. Gale raised an eyebrow. “I know, baby.”

Gale hummed and drew invisible lines along the bare skin other thigh. The lace of her slip tickled her leg. His hand inched up slowly. “How about we practice for that final send off?”

Eden smiled knowingly and broke away from him, peeling the straps of her nightgown off her shoulders her bare body on display. “C’mon, we’ve got all night.”

All night indeed.

#black authors #austin butler x reader #austin butler x black!reader #austin butler #writers and authors #black!reader #masters of the air #gale cleven #john egan #curtis biddick #callum turner #major gale cleven #major gale cleven x black!reader #major gale cleven x eden marie cleven #just a little something #austin!elvis x reader #austin!elvis x black!reader #austin!elvis x black!oc #gale cleven x black!reader

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blondeaxolotl · 6 months

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Doodling the twins at school

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bezierballad · 2 months

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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 👋

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