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The most followed love blog on Tumblr.

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sebastianthebutler:

This is when NS was little, way before Little Ciel was born. It was just a couple months after that they rescued Little Stella. As the two grow to love each other, NS has fun with Stella by trying to put poptarts on her sides. Of course, she has other ideas.

sebastianthebutler:

NS DRAMA # 6. Thank you.

araneaoxymoron:

This is for the kind sebastianthebutler; I told I had to do something to thank you. So… Here’s a little scene with Nerd!Sebastian and Bully!Claude. I hope you like it, dear!

sebastianthebutler:

Claude bothering Sebastian. <3

purest-of-them-all:

sebastian-michaelis:

purest-of-them-all:

She basked in the silence, her eyes closing as she just sat there, resting. She would be sleeping quite deeply tonight, that much was certain. Even if Sebastian was as quiet as could be, being a demon and all, when he re-entered the room she felt a slight pang of annoyance, wanting to just be left alone for now, even though she had been the one to ask him to bring her a drink. Ah well, she’d just deal. She was far too tired to even order him away, Let him stay if he wanted, she’d just ignore him.

However, she almost dropped her drink when he was suddenly behind her, pulling her to him, his chest suddenly against her back. She tensed immensely, her face almost screwing into one of extreme discomfort, but she managed to keep it….somewhat the same, though she clenched her jaw. Taking a deep breath so as to try and keep herself calm, she listened to what he said before responding with her say. “I have, have I? Why should…that bother you so much if I was?” Really, why would her avoiding him bother him so much? She was the master after all, wasn’t he supposed to comply with her wishes, to pick up on her hints and follow them? Either way, this unexpected close proximity was anything but pleasant, and she had the biggest urge to throw him off, but being as tired as she was, she wouldn’t be able to push hm with much strength. “Please let go of me…”

Sebastian stared at the woman, despite the position she had wouldn’t make her notice; though he knew she would feel his gaze upon her. He swallowed growl and pulled away, not bothering to look at her. Human females were such a handful, but the demon couldn’t do much at the moment. 

Well, he could.

If he wanted, he could take her soul away right in the spot. It would only take a snap and her body would fall dead; lifeless. Ah, but she was too amusing and Sebastian could still find her some use for himself; he’d play a long for awhile longer.

“I shall leave you alone to enjoy your tea then.” He observed her actions from the corner of his eyes, but Sebastian didn’t bother to look at her fully. He would snap; launching himself at her. But her didn’t. Bowing at her, Michaelis turned around and headed towards the door.

So she had made him mad? Somehow, that thought scared her. An angry demon wouldn’t be a pretty sight, that much she knew. She could feel his gaze on the back of her head, and it sent a shiver down her spine, her breath hitching. The aura, or rather, the atmosphere of the room was rather tense now, and she didn’t like it. Even if he had invaded her personal space, even though he knew about her dislike of too much physical contact, he….well actually, he did deserve the cold shoulder. But then she didn’t really…want him to leave anymore. But that didn’t change the fact that he was apparently angry now.

“Ah…wait…I’m…” She turned in her seat slightly and finally looked over at him, her eyes on his back, though flickering around every few seconds. Suddenly she herself was angry and her mind suddenly flooded with selfish thoughts, a rare occurrence in itself considering how selfless she usually was. Why should she be sorry? He was the one who gotten all touchy feely, when he knew she didn’t like that, how it made her feel. Gritting her teeth, before she could even think about it, she flung her cup at him. “What the hell Sebastian?! You know…you know how I am! Why are you angry at me?!”

Sebastian easily caught the cup with his hand and shot a glare at his Mistress’ direction. His eyes flashed magenta at how she had snapped; ungrateful woman. How dare he? How dare she! But he would not let her have her way; he would not break in front of her. It was what she wanted. But oh, he would deny her just that.

“Watch your tone, Young Lady.” The demon scolded, putting the cup back to the tray and taking the whole set along. “Yes, I know that you cannot even stand the slightest of touch.” He sighed, averting his eyes and starting to head back to the room. “And I am not angry. Do not assume such ridiculous thoughts.” He’d never admit it, and he wasn’t exactly angry. He was more frustrated than angry, but it didn’t matter. 

purest-of-them-all:

sebastian-michaelis:

The butler nodded at his Mistress’ request, smiling softly before walking away. He knew how tired she was, yet in a way he found it amusing; it was the woman’s own fault for not knowing how to say ‘no’. At this point the demon was used to watch her come and go; always having something to do. There were times where Sebastian thought of the many possibilities of the girl failing and giving up; it was how he kept himself entertained. Of course, teasing his Mistress every now and then was also fun. She blushed rather easily, and she always tried to keep distance between them. Cutting that distance was what Michaelis liked best; he wanted her to feel uncomfortable. 

Once the tea was brewed and prepared, the demon butler took the set of tea to the woman’s room. Knocking twice, he opened the door and entered, finding his Mistress in the same place where he left her. “Your tea, M’Lady.” The male brought it over to her and handed the tea delicately in her hands, a charming smile on his lips. Once again, she had avoided his gaze since he came into the room; she had been avoiding him much the past days. Perhaps it was time to remind her who was truly in charge.

“M’Lady,” Sebastian wrapped his arms around her waist unexpectedly from behind, pushing himself closer until she could feel his chest on her back. “You’ve been avoiding me lately,” he purred through her eyes, scarlet eyes flashing a vivid magenta. “It makes me wonder if you’re doing it on purpose so I get angry.”

She basked in the silence, her eyes closing as she just sat there, resting. She would be sleeping quite deeply tonight, that much was certain. Even if Sebastian was as quiet as could be, being a demon and all, when he re-entered the room she felt a slight pang of annoyance, wanting to just be left alone for now, even though she had been the one to ask him to bring her a drink. Ah well, she’d just deal. She was far too tired to even order him away, Let him stay if he wanted, she’d just ignore him.

However, she almost dropped her drink when he was suddenly behind her, pulling her to him, his chest suddenly against her back. She tensed immensely, her face almost screwing into one of extreme discomfort, but she managed to keep it….somewhat the same, though she clenched her jaw. Taking a deep breath so as to try and keep herself calm, she listened to what he said before responding with her say. “I have, have I? Why should…that bother you so much if I was?” Really, why would her avoiding him bother him so much? She was the master after all, wasn’t he supposed to comply with her wishes, to pick up on her hints and follow them? Either way, this unexpected close proximity was anything but pleasant, and she had the biggest urge to throw him off, but being as tired as she was, she wouldn’t be able to push hm with much strength. “Please let go of me…”

Sebastian stared at the woman, despite the position she had wouldn’t make her notice; though he knew she would feel his gaze upon her. He swallowed growl and pulled away, not bothering to look at her. Human females were such a handful, but the demon couldn’t do much at the moment. 

Well, he could.

If he wanted, he could take her soul away right in the spot. It would only take a snap and her body would fall dead; lifeless. Ah, but she was too amusing and Sebastian could still find her some use for himself; he’d play a long for awhile longer.

“I shall leave you alone to enjoy your tea then.” He observed her actions from the corner of his eyes, but Sebastian didn’t bother to look at her fully. He would snap; launching himself at her. But her didn’t. Bowing at her, Michaelis turned around and headed towards the door.

purest-of-them-all:

She really liked to overwork herself, didn’t she? Day after day, the schedule was never the same, and it was always tiring, no matter how happy she may have seemed, or energetic, even the smile that was almost always upon her face seemed strained sometimes. It was part of the act though, how she acted around everyone in the offices, in the dance studios, in the music studio,even on stage, she had to be happy go lucky, bouncy, keep that smile on her face. She relished when she could get home and let that act fall and just rest, maybe cry, if she felt like it. Curling up in her bed and just laying there was something she enjoyed, really. But now, she had once again found the rare opportunity to take a week off and go to her country manor, a little vacation that was always long overdue. “Sebastian, can you please get me some juice? Strawberry preferably….” it was said in a tired sigh, bags dropping to her side as she walked into the den to sit and rest. The journey had been long, six hours to be precise, sitting in the back seat of the car as Sebastian drover her to her manor. She hated being n a vehicle for such a long time, but she was there now, and could just sit there all she wanted, until bed time.

The butler nodded at his Mistress’ request, smiling softly before walking away. He knew how tired she was, yet in a way he found it amusing; it was the woman’s own fault for not knowing how to say ‘no’. At this point the demon was used to watch her come and go; always having something to do. There were times where Sebastian thought of the many possibilities of the girl failing and giving up; it was how he kept himself entertained. Of course, teasing his Mistress every now and then was also fun. She blushed rather easily, and she always tried to keep distance between them. Cutting that distance was what Michaelis liked best; he wanted her to feel uncomfortable. 

Once the tea was brewed and prepared, the demon butler took the set of tea to the woman’s room. Knocking twice, he opened the door and entered, finding his Mistress in the same place where he left her. “Your tea, M’Lady.” The male brought it over to her and handed the tea delicately in her hands, a charming smile on his lips. Once again, she had avoided his gaze since he came into the room; she had been avoiding him much the past days. Perhaps it was time to remind her who was truly in charge.

“M’Lady,” Sebastian wrapped his arms around her waist unexpectedly from behind, pushing himself closer until she could feel his chest on her back. “You’ve been avoiding me lately,” he purred through her eyes, scarlet eyes flashing a vivid magenta. “It makes me wonder if you’re doing it on purpose so I get angry.”

A little something for my dear Ciel <3 I already gave it to her, so why not let you guys see it as well? :D Must confess not the best drawing men in the world (I prefer drawing women, though me loves challenges) nor am I used to drawing Kuro fanart in a decent way…so spare me XD

If you’re wondering, based on our little AU RP [if you like/know spanish, feel free to check it out] where Sebastian is a psychiatrist and Ciel is his recent patient <3

London had changed drastically over the years, and everything had now been modernized to fit into globalized society. The demon-like male watched how the humans walked from where he was sitting, thinking at how pitiful they looked, insignificant. There was no point in being around for so many years, to witness how they had evolved until the twenty-first century. 

“Nothing has changed, really.” He mumbled, his eyes landing on the beverage in front of him, a tall glass of ice tea, untouched. It was hot that day, and the male had stopped by to the usual coffee shop to simply sit down on one of the outside tables, and stare at the busy people pass by. Too much movement caught his eyes from time to time, finding something interesting every now and then; an accident, a fight, some times nothing at all. London had changed to much, but the people were the same, shallow and greedy kind.

Sebastian no longer wore his trademark suit, for his contract with his Master had finished ages ago; he now wore stylish clothing, trends that normal people would die to get, but for the demon they meant nothing. But he had kept his name, the name his las Master had given him, as a memorial. No other contract was made, for Sebastian had lost interest in doing so; no other soul would compare to the Earl’s. He lifted his gaze to the sky, the little clouds that remained up there shaded the building, a soft cool breeze making its way. Michaelis sighed and began to play with the straw from the glass, he had to get back to work in less than an hour, but he felt no interest in doing so. If something exciting were to happen, it’d be much better than his work, he knew for sure. But alas, he needn’t waste more time, duty was calling.

Lifting himself from his seat, the demon ran a hand through his messy hair and walked out of the shop, walking towards the scramble, then to walk two more blocks, make a left turn and reach a tall building where Sebastian worked.