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Finny is so focused on that paper 😭

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More memes but Black Butler!

Every now and then I get random bursts of obsessing over this series but I have no friends who've read the manga so I can't talk about it with them 😔

Snake’s Last Dance, Volume 34 ***

And an alternate universe of Funtom Fitness

In a modern society where the exhausted members of society and the interest in health is increasing… A fitness story that prepares or not changes your mind and body with various sucking methods and poses!

... Maybe.

I feel sad seeing the 34th volume. I am sure that Snake will be back when Yana T draws him again to enact memories from the Phantomhive Household or anyone who has remembered him. But death? Death is absolute.

***Like always, please link back if you want to use the pics. Tysm.

Skeddy Noodles

"Snake, are you okay?! Snake? SNAKE?!"

mission complete!

Does this mean Sebastian is Tony? 👀

Finally the phantom servants have their own AU where they are the stars!! Yippee for them!!!

And ofc, a bonus doodle with non-other than Angelina, who's going to teach them about art and creativity!!!

Maleficent (2014) but it's a Black Butler Dadbastian AU

(please bear with me I haven’t watched the film since I was in like, sixth grade lmao)

okay where to start uhhhhh

Okay right off the bat, Sebastian is Maleficent

Like, it can’t get anymore simple than that really.

He’s got the vibe (somewhat), he’s got the style (sorta), he’s got the raven/crow thing (kinda)

Just replace Maleficent’s dragon form with Sebastian’s true demon form

And the sleeping curse cast by Maleficent saying that Aurora would prick her finger on the spinning wheel when she turns sixteen and stuff?

That can also be somewhat paralleled to Sebastian’s contract to steal and consume Ciel’s soul in Black Butler canon

(Idk if that part is gonna be in this AU or not but just an observation)

ok anyway-

the role of Aurora is gonna be played by Ciel

And his false name (like how Aurora was called “Briar Rose”) would probably be whatever his real name in canon probably was

Probably something like “Sirius” or “Astre” or something. “Sirius Astre” maybe?

I talked about this AU concept with my good buddy @eemoo1o-animoo and they suggested that Ciel liked playing “lord” as a child (since he was cursed by Sebastian he was raised as a peasant by three incompetent servants–I mean, fairies.)

By the way, yes, the fairies are being played by the Phantomhive servants (Finny, Mey-Rin, and Baldroy) because there's literally no reason why they shouldn't be. It's too perfect of a role for them to not be casted in.

And so when Ciel finds Sebastian in the woods he makes him go along with it, maybe having Sebastian call him “my lord” and stuff.

I’d imagine he’d get annoyed with following his incompetent guardians’ parental orders, so he’d want to be the one giving orders for once, even if it’s just a little pretend game.

And who the prince is gonna be you may be wondering?

No one other than my girl Lizzy of course

I mean, she’s not only got a sword in canon, but she’s also engaged to him

Just like how Philip is betrothed to Aurora in the source material

(Did you hear that seb@ciel shippers? This is NOT a seb@ciel work. This is not your territory. Go away.)

This is one of those AUs that writes itself I swear to god

I still have no idea who the role of Diaval/the raven is gonna be played by

Or who's gonna be King Stefan (aka the person who chops off Maleficent/Sebastian’s wings).

Though I'm kinda leaning towards either Ash/Angela or Vincent Phantomhive.

But anyway, that’s all I have for now

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." 

Mey-Rin:

Headcannon

Sebastian cares more about Finny than the other servants because he sees him as less human due to his strength and he can somewhat connect to his struggle of toning down strength in order to fit in better

having nightmares

I swear to fucking god if Finny is next on Yana's chopping board 🫠

CHAPTER 210: cover

I read chapter 210 last night and I'm still on the edge of my seat. In both a good and bad way.

Like seriously Yana are you gonna kill off Finny or not don't just leave us hanging for another mooooooooooooooonth—

Seriously no wonder it's titled That Butler: Meandering

They Think They Are Monsters

He was used and abused at only eleven human years. His family destroyed. His remaining brother used to summon me. Some days he does believe his rage is justified. Some days he looks startled after ordering me to kill for him and seeing the results. Or after a mission is fully over he will sit for hours thinking on what transpired. The times that he held up a man made weapon and pulled the trigger. With no hesitation.

He was experimented on. Likely stolen away from a family. He now has the power to crush other humans twice his size. He gets scared and tears up. He becomes the child he truly is when he messes up and runs to me. He forgets in those emotional moments his own abilities and clings to me, squeezing my human form. I feel even my own muscles and bones near cracking under his strength. He cries about this too but he still seeks comfort in the process.

She was raised not as a girl but as a weapon. With her eyes she was perfect for killing others' enemies instantly, cleanly, without anyone having known a young girl was the culprit. She grew to love that gun, I know. To know it as a certainty. If what had happened hadn't happened she would have.. could have taken out the ones who raised her.

His family was killed, and he let his rage consume him; fuel him. Help him survive, from battle to battle, endlessly killing, whether it was still justified or not, he could not stop... He wanted to survive, but regretted it. Likely expecting one day he would drop dead. But he was indeed almost on the brink of eating another human's body if it meant carrying on with his personal mission of destruction.

They are all humans.

No matter how I describe them. All the gorey details. They are still humans. Beings on this earth with souls.

I sense them. I can see them. I know them.

That's how I know all of these things about them.

For I am not a human.

I am a demon.

I am a monster.

And my entire agenda is taking human souls.

They are my kinds food source.

I use my ability to read their entire lifes worth of tragedy and grief, fear and rage, to convince them I am a trusted ally.

That I would never kill them.

I understand how they feel.

I am a monster.

They believe I am a fellow human.

They still think, though, that they are horrible wretches for various reasons.

They amuse me. They infuriate me.

They are useful to me.

They are not monsters at all.

They are humans.

But...

They are my humans.

I know it’s been kind of a while since I posted about my Black Butler Dadbastian Maleficent AU (damn that’s a fucking mouthful lmao) so I’ve been brainstorming a little narrative that sets up the story events.

Here’s what I came up with (as I always say when making shit like this, bear with me lmao)

Once upon a time in a faraway kingdom (or some shit) there was a young peasant.

Vincent was a very poor young fellow, living alone in very poor conditions, spending what little money he has just to buy barely enough food for himself.

One fateful day however, he made a contract with a demon.

The demon called himself Sebastian (or maybe Vincent named him that idfk) and he made the offer of whatever Vincent wanted in exchange for his soul.

Vincent told him that he wanted a wealthy life where he’d have a high level of status and power.

It was established in the contract that when Vincent was at the peak of wealth and power, Sebastian would take his soul.

And so time passes, and eventually Vincent is king, with a castle and a wife and loyal servants and subjects

Now here’s where things kinda get shaky (both in-universe and out, like I’m kinda struggling to think how this story would play out properly)

Sebastian shows up looking for the soul Vincent promised.

Vincent is freaking out like, “No wait please let’s discuss this further” cause like he doesn’t wanna die, not now-

Sebastian’s like “Fine. You wanna live? I’ll give you an alternative” and he makes an offer.

Either Vincent let him have his soul now, or he offers the soul of his then-infant son, Ciel.

It would be stated that once Ciel turns thirteen, his soul would descend into Hell.

Vincent, not knowing what else to do, very hesitantly agrees to the latter.

Sebastian’s like “Very well, I look forward to that day” and disappears into nothingness (if anything he’s pissed off that he has to wait thirteen more fucking years to get a damn soul)

Vincent’s like “oh shit oh shit I fucked up BAD what do I do”

So goes to this fairy (or fairies I dunno) like “please help me”

So uh

You know how in the original Disney sleeping beauty film

The curse was originally “Aurora will die if she pricked her finger on the spinning wheel”

But one of the fairies sort of “waters down” the curse so Aurora would fall into a deep sleep instead of dying? (And she’d be awakened with true love’s kiss and shit)

A similar thing is happening here:

So like the fairy (let’s pretend that Tanaka’s in this role because why the fuck not) he’s like “Okay here’s what I can do”

Instead of descending into Hell, Ciel’s soul would only leave his body and maybe enter a state of limbo or something. (Ciel himself would enter a state of some sort of “suspended animation” one would say.)

As for how to fix it? “True love.”

(Audience note that he doesn’t say “True Love’s Kiss” just true love. Just a bit of foreshadowing that he's not actually talking about romantic love like the characters think)

Idk how logic would play into this shit just

It’s a fairytale world just go with it okay

So just like the film, Ciel is sent off with these three... fairies? Servants?

Okay I know I said the Phantomhive servants (Finny, Mey-Rin, and Baldroy) would play the role of the fairies and they still do

I just don’t know whether they’d be fairies or just Vincent’s castle servants that he trusted with his child

So the rest of the Maleficent plot plays out (Ciel grows up in the woods, Sebastian forms a father-son bond with him) I’d get into more of it but that’s for another time

Oh and uh btw I decided

Agni will be the role of Diaval (aka the crow character who turns human in the Maleficent movie)

We love us some Sebagni

Alright I think that’s about it okaybye-

Finny is so focused on that paper 😭

Indications about the fact that the final arc of Black Butler will have a part in France, more specifically at Notre Dame Cathedral

Besides the fact that the last episodes of the first season also had a part in Paris, France and is considered non-canonical, has some very strong evidence

Undertaker have something going on in France...

BoC OP have the Notre Dame Cathedral

Like I said in here:

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First: HOLY SHIT! MOTHERFUCKERS!

Second Do you guys noticed that on BOC OP...they are fighting in CATHEDRAL OF NOTRE DAME???? I have proof The gargoyles that Beast destro

But another fact that, this one passed almost imperceptible and how I LOVE documentaries about religion (I'm agnistic, but I love documentaries about sects and religion)

The most recently one on Netflix talking about sacred artifacts including the crown of thorns of Jesus Christ, that Finnian is using on Chapter 204.

So, What does this have to do with France or the Cathedral?

Guess where the crown of thorns is currently?

Yes, in the Cathedral (the fire didn't destroyed and it's there for centuries)

So, Paris here we go