20+ Independent, Semi-Selective CANON DIVERGENT SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS from the anime series KUROSHITSUJI
Written and Portrayed by SELPHIE!
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I'd rather be in outer space πΈ

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Discoholic πͺ©
dirt enthusiast
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shark vs the universe

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Andulka
will byers stan first human second
styofa doing anything
Jules of Nature
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
d e v o n
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20+ Independent, Semi-Selective CANON DIVERGENT SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS from the anime series KUROSHITSUJI
Written and Portrayed by SELPHIE!
Follows back from @glitteredpawprints
Like or reblog if interested in interacting!
Okay I'm finally online!
I'll get to replies and asks and stuff soon!
Feel free to send stuff in and all that jazz.
Or like for a little something in your askbox.
I'm not in the mood to rp at the moment. I'll be online later.
Sorry hope I didn't offend anyone.
Breaking the News
[Continued from x]
Sebastian tapped his chin before sighing in response to the comment about the man that Carson was mentioned. He assumed that it was the reapers and the specific man he was mentioning was William. Of course, if the reapers were involved then this was potentially a serious situation.
Sebastian then stepped over to the window beside Mey-Rin and picked up a shard of glass and examined the blood on it. His eyes flickered towards Mey-Rin and he then turned back towards Carson. Carson smiled once he saw Mey-Rin bring his glasses to him. He then lightly took them and slid them on his face.
"Much better. Thank you." He said as he glanced at the two of them in much clearer vision than before. "And my birthday is January 8th, 1891. Yes it is." He said before looking at Sebastian who was pretty much speechless and more so in a thought process. He went quiet once he saw that Sebastian was quiet and he just stared at him and then looked towards Mey-Rin. He then looked towards the window. "Sorry, about the window." He said before he started to wince. His wounds were starting to sting.
Send me a β‘ plus a ship and I'll tell you...
ππ·πΎ π°ππΊπ΄π³ ππ·πΎ πΎππ π΅πΈπππ?
ππ·πΎ ππ΄π½π πΈπ½ π΅πΎπ ππ·π΄ π΅πΈπππ πΊπΈππ?
ππ·πΎ πΆπΈπ π΄π ππ·π΄ πΎππ·π΄π π½πΈπ²πΊπ½π°πΌπ΄π?
ππ·πΎ π²πΎπΎπΊπ ππ·π΄ πΌπ΄π°π»π?
ππ·πΎ π·π°π π±π΄πππ΄π ππ°πππ΄ πΈπ½ πΌπππΈπ²?
ππ·πΎ π·πΎπΆπ ππ·π΄ π±π΄π³?
ππ·πΎ ππ°πΊπ΄π ππΏ π΅πΈπππ?
ππ·πΎ πΌπ°πΊπ΄π ππ·π΄ π²πΎπ΅π΅π΄π΄?
ππ·πΎ'π ππ·π΄ π±πΈπΆ ππΏπΎπΎπ½?
ππ·πΎ πππ°ππ ππΏ ππ·π΄ π»π°ππ΄ππ?
ππ·πΎ ππ΄π°π²π·π΄π π΅πΎπ ππ·πΎ'π π·π°π½π³?
ππ·πΎ'π π° π΅π°π½ πΎπ΅ πΏπ³π°?
ππ·πΎ ππ½πΎππ΄π?
ππ·πΎ πΆπ΄ππ π°π½π½πΎππ΄π³ πΌπΎππ΄ π΄π°ππΈπ»π?
ππ·πΎ πΈπ½πΈππΈπ°ππ΄π ππ΄π?
ππ·πΎ π°ππΊπ ππ·πΎ π΅πΎπ ππ·π΄πΈπ π·π°π½π³ πΈπ½ πΌπ°πππΈπ°πΆπ΄?
πΌπ πΌπππ΄'π π΅π°π πΎππΈππ΄ πΌπ΄πΌπΎππ πΎπ΅ ππΎπππ:
π° ππ΄πΆππ΄π πΌπ πΌπππ΄ π·π°π ππ΄πΆπ°ππ³πΈπ½πΆ ππΎπππ:
πΈπ΅ ππ·π΄π π²πΎππ»π³ π²π·π°π½πΆπ΄ πΎπ½π΄ ππ·πΈπ½πΆ:
ππ·π΄πΈπ π»πΎπ π΄ π»π°π½πΆππ°πΆπ΄π π°π²π²πΎππ³πΈπ½πΆ ππΎ πΌπ πΌπππ΄:
(Β a collection of dangerous familiarity dialogue prompts.Β adjust phrasing as necessary.)Β feel free to make edits to better suit your muse.
βStrangeβ¦ your face feels like dΓ©jΓ vu. Did I watch the light leave your eyes once?β
βI could swear Iβve buried someone with your smile.β
βYour soul wears an old scar I recognize. Did we cross blades in another life?β
βThat heartbeatβ¦ I remember silencing it before.β
βOh, thatβs where I know you fromβyou look like my last mistake, six feet under.β
βHmm. Familiar face. Familiar fear. Iβm fairly sure Iβve ended you already.β
βYouβre either a ghost or my memoryβs worse than I thought.β
βDeja vu can be so inconvenientβespecially when it comes with bloodstains.β
βAcross a thousand timelines, I keep finding youβ¦ and ending you.β
βThis feels like the part where you die. Again.β
βEven eternity canβt scrub your face from my memoryβor my blade.β
βThe last time I saw that look, history itself unraveled afterward.β
βYour lips feel like a memoryβ¦ but I canβt recall if I kissed you or cut you.β
βIsnβt it strange? Every time we meet, it feels like a betrayal already written.β
βYou wear the same face as the one who broke meβand the same eyes Iβd die for again.β
βSome part of me swears Iβve ended you beforeβ¦ and some part hopes I never succeed.β
βI should have left you buried, yet here you are, stealing my breath again.β
βEvery time I destroy you, you returnβand each time, I love you a little more.β
βDo you haunt me because I killed you, or because I couldnβt stop loving you?β
βThe blood between us tastes like eternity, and still I crave another sip.β
βIf fate keeps resurrecting you, maybe itβs trying to teach me mercyβor temptation.β
βYour heartbeat sounds too familiar. I must have silenced it onceβ¦ and missed it ever since.β
βYouβre the ghost I canβt outrun, the sin I canβt stop repeating.β
βCome closer, darlingβletβs see if dying together feels as sweet the second time.β
(Β a collection of dialogue prompts where both are denying it HARD (aka: "i don't like you" while looking like theyβre two seconds from kissing).Β adjust phrasing as necessary.)Β feel free to make edits to better suit your muse, but please donβt edit or add on to the original post <3 if you like, please consider supporting me through tips.
(tension? what tension? shut up.)
βi donβt like you. i just think about you a lot. totally different.β
βyou think i have a crush on you? please. iβd rather kiss a cactus.β
βitβs not a big deal that i noticed your favorite drink. iβm just observant.β
βyou looked good tonight? i didnβt notice. i wasnβt staring. shut up.β
βweβre not a thing. people are just delusional.β
βmy heart only races because you're infuriating. not because i like you.β
βwhat? no, i wasnβt trying to impress you. this outfit? pure coincidence.β
βugh, why would i be jealous? you can flirt with whoever you want. i donβt care.β
βwe donβt have chemistry. we just argue really well.β
βi donβt think about kissing you. ever. like, not even once. definitely not last night.β
βyou could never be my type. youβre too... you.β
βyouβre the worst thing to happen to me. and i say that fondly. platonically. shut up.β
βitβs not tension. we just hate each other politely.β
βthe way i feel about you? confusing. disgusting. ignore it.β
βthis is not a moment. donβt make it a moment.β
βyou thought i was going to kiss you? gross. who told you.β
βyou look pretty tonight. as a rival. i meant that competitively.β
βweβre not flirting. this is banter. battle. mental warfare.β
βgod, you make me want to scream. in a strictly platonic way.β
βi donβt like you. i donβt even tolerate you. i just... memorize how your eyes look in moonlight for strategy.β
@kurochildren liked for a starter!
Sebastian had recently finished baking a tray full of freshly baked cookies for anyone who had wanted them but mainly for his young master. If he decided to share. He had left them out on the counter for a few moments to cool down while he went and did a few dishes. He was a very busy demon especially on days that his young master had a busy schedule.
He stood nearby at the sink as he washed the dishes off thoroughly and then took a cloth and dried them. He sensed a presence but he thought nothing of it because it was a familiar presence. One that he knew.
Starter for @ofstarsxsins
Sebastian stood there in front of Lucifer with a small grin on his face. He was curious as to why he was brought there. Was this some sort of scolding or no? He doubted it. Although every time he wound up back here he either had a mix of amusement or annoyance within him. He did enjoy teasing the other.
"Did you miss me already?"
He teased as he just put his arms out to dismiss a small shrug. He was usually different than he was in the mortal world. He wasn't a butler, he was a demon.
Breaking the News
[Continued from x]
The boy just slowly sat up as his eyes glanced around the room. Of course everything was nothing but a blur to him but their presence brought him comfort. Sebastian just raised an eyebrow also expecting an answer. The boy looked towards them. "My name is Carson Michaelis and is this the Phantomhive Manor?" He asked. "I can't really see very well without my glasses. They must've gotten dropped somewhere." He said before glancing around.
Sebastian just looked towards Mey-Rin and all he did was give a brief nod. He didn't say much else. He just thought to himself. How was he supposed to explain this as well to Ciel. Sebastian tapped his chin in thought as Carson just kept glancing around but eventually gave up looking for his glasses. He then glanced back towards Mey-Rin.
"Honestly, I'm unsure how I got here. All I remember is waking up in the woods outside of the manor and suddenly being chased by several men in black." He said. "One had glasses and he also seemed like a real pain but I managed to get here luckily before something happened." He replied. He then glanced at the gashes on his body and blinked. "Yeah, I'm hurt but I'll be fine."
Send π₯ for your (sender) muse to shield mine (receiver) from an incoming blow & getting hurt in the process.
Send a π if your muse finds my muse attractive.
α°π¬ ππ°π²π·ππΏ .α RANDOM SCENARIOS PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.
( βοΈ ) : for our muses to get married at the courthouse.
( π ) : for our muses to fight in a quiet corner of a crowded party.
( πͺ ) : for our muses to get ready to go out in front of the same mirror.
( πΊ ) : for our muses to have a date at the drive-in.
( π¬ ) : for our muses to meet outside a building during a smoke break.
( π―οΈ ) : for our muses to talk in a room lit only by candles.
( ποΈ ) : for our muses to cross paths in an abandoned house.
( π ) : for our muses to meet outside the police department.
( π§³ ) : for our muses to be at a bus terminal late at night.
( π§οΈ ) : for our muses to be stranded together in the rain.
( π¨ ) : for our muses to stay in neighboring motel rooms.
( πͺ ) : for our muses to sit beside each other in a waiting room.
( π ) : for our muses to be in a quiet library aisle.
( π³οΈ ) : for our muses to encounter each other underground.
( π ) : for our muses to be paired together for an unwanted task.
( πͺ¦ ) : for our muses to meet up at a gravesite.
( π°οΈ ) : for our muses to be stuck waiting for something that never comes.
( πͺ ) : for our muses to talk through a bathroom door.
( ποΈ ) : for our muses to wake up in the same bed.
( π» ) : for our muses to be at a bar just before closing.
( π§Ό ) : for our muses to clean up after a mess.
( πͺ ) : for our muses to talk through a window.
( πΏ ) : for our muses to shower or bathe together.
( π§₯ ) : for our muses to share a coat in the cold.
( π£οΈ ) : for our muses to be stranded on the side of the road.
( πͺ΅ ) : for our muses to gather at a dying campfire.
( ποΈ ) : for our muses to be at a seasonal fair.
( π§ ) : for our muses to share a drink meant for one.
( π₯ ) : for our muses to talk in a hospital hallway.
( π©Ί ) : for our muses to accompany each other during a medical emergency.
( π§ ) : for our muses to attend a therapy or counseling session together.
( ποΈ ) : for our muses to discuss signing something important.
( π« ) : for our muses to meet up in an empty school after hours.
( πͺ ) : for our muses to be in a militarized zone.
( π« ) : for our muses to meet at gunpoint.
( πͺ ) : for our muses to prepare for a fight together.
( π©» ) : for our muses to meet up in the aftermath of brutality.
( π ) : for our muses to go shopping in a nearly empty grocery store.
( π§Ύ ) : for our muses to argue over who owes what.
( ποΈ ) : for our muses to shop for something intimate together.
( ποΈ ) : for our muses to share a campsite overnight.
( π² ) : for our muses to get lost in the woods together.
( πΎ ) : for our muses to track something dangerous.
( ποΈ ) : for our muses to meet up on an empty beach at dawn.
( π ) : for our muses to hang out at a community pool after hours.
( βοΈ ) : for our muses to sit beside each other on a turbulent flight.
( π§ ) : for our muses to disagree on which direction to go.
( πΊοΈ ) : for our muses to be lost, sharing a map.
( ποΈ ) : for our muses to meet up on a rooftop overlooking the city.
( π ) : for our muses to wander the city all night together.
( π ) : for our muses to exchange something small but meaningful.
( ποΈ ) : for our muses to attempt a truce.
( βοΈ ) : for our muses to meet on opposite sides of a conflict.
( πͺ ) : for our muses to work together on a dangerous task.
( π§ ) : for our muses to rely on each other to survive a fall.
( π§ ) : for our muses to be trapped somewhere freezing.
( π₯ ) : for our muses to be trapped somewhere burning.
( π§΅ ) : for our muses to fix something broken together.
( π οΈ ) : for our muses to work side by side without talking.
( πΆοΈ ) : for our muses to recognize each other too late.
( πͺͺ ) : for our muses to meet under false identities.
( πΈ ) : for our muses to take a photograph together.
( πΌοΈ ) : for our muses to meet in front of something symbolic.
( π§ ) : for our muses to share headphones.
( πΆ ) : for our muses to bond over a song they both hate.
( π§― ) : for our muses to deal with an emergency together.
( π¨ ) : for our muses to meet when alarms start going off.
( π―οΈ ) : for our muses to mourn the same loss.
( πͺ¦ ) : for our muses to grieve over the dead.
( π ) : for our muses to meet in a place meant to break them.
( π« ) : for our muses to say something they can't take back.
( π ) : for our muses to share a night they won't discuss later.
( π ) : for our muses to watch the sun rise together.
Nonverbal rp starters!
I am basing it off of a meme that was already created! I just don't like the sexual part. Its inspired off of this meme!
My muse: person who receiving ask (say "Swap" to swap roles!)
Normal
βοΈ tap my muse on the shoulder
π Point something out to my muse
π€ bump into my muse
π pass a object to my muse [specify]
π₯ offer food for my muse
πͺ knock on my muse door
π« splash water on my muse
πΆ nuzzle my muse [specify where!]
βοΈ cut my muse hair
π lean on my muse
π« hug my muse
π fix/straighten my muses clothes
π‘ give my sick muse soup!
π² get lost in the woods with my muse
Angry
πΊ growl at my muse
π¬ snarl/show teeth at my muse
π― headbutt my muse
π punch my muse
π£ agressively yell at my muse [can specify what is said]
π― threaten my muse [can specify what is said]
π«Έ push my muse
πͺ point a weapon at muse [can specify]
π‘ death glare / glare at my muse
πΏ slam my muse on the ground / wall
π» claw / bite my muse full force
Angst
π©ββοΈ try to treat my muses wounds
π¨ try to calm my muse during an overwhelming moment
βοΈ try to physically refrain my muse from doing something dumb / they might regret
πΊ hold my muse after they woke up from a nightmare
π hold my muse while they are crying
π£ find my my muse that been missing a few days
β οΈ find my muse near a dead body
β°οΈ wake my muse up from a nightmare
π΄ find my muse passed out
Silly
π bite my muse
π tickle my muse
π± scare my muse
π€£ prank my muse [specify!]
π show my muse a silly face
π₯Έ wear my muses clothes
πΌ put a flower in my muses hair
π play a game with my muse [specify!]
πboop my muse nose
π€ scoop my muse up
π«³ tug my muses clothes / hair
π» hide from my muse
π₯ playfully pat my muse head like a drum
Breaking the News
[Continued from x]
Sebastian glanced at her for a moment as he heard her last sentence. Of course he had very good hearing along with the rest of his abilities and he kept on high alert all the time. His eyes then slowly looked away before he picked up the pile of clothes that she had already folded and placed them away for her. He thought about the situation.
He was a demon. Was he even meant to be loved in this kind of way? He asked himself that before quickly snapping out of thought when he heard a loud sound of glass shattering in the other room. Sebastian quickly stood up and immediately went towards the area to see that the large glass window had been busted in.
Sebastian was on high alert now. But he didn't sense anyone nearby. Strange. "How odd." He said to himself before his eyes moved over to see an item on the floor which looked like a necklace of some sort. "Hm." He then noticed a trail of blood leading across the floor towards one of the vacant manor rooms and he began to follow it.
Once in the room a young teenage boy was passed out in the middle of the floor unconscious and he was covered in blood and cuts and bruises.
What could be going on this time? Mey-Rin readied herself, pinning up her skirts and drawing her pistols. She moved in, checking the corridor and finding a blood trail. Following the blood, she slowly entered the room it led to.
Inside, Sebastian stood over an unconscious figure lying on the floor. "Who's he?" she asked, trying not to shout as the adrenaline pumped through her. "Did you knock him out during an attack?" She kept her weapons ready, in case the intruder came to and went on the offensive.
What a day this was turning out to be. Her head was beginning to ache. She attempted to repress a sigh.
Sebastian thought for a moment as he looked over the unconscious boy and hms. He could sense that he was a demon well, partially but he didn't give off any threatening vibes to Sebastian. Sebastian was curious. What could this boy want or what could he have been hiding? Sebastian let out a low sigh before leaning down to observe the boy and then lifted him up and decided to take him to the nearby bed in the vacant bedroom. After he placed him down a grown could be heard from him. Sebastian hms.
The boy looked over to see Sebastian and Mey-Rin and winced. He knew where he was. He was home. But this wasn't his time. It felt strange but it still felt like home despite the fact that he was being hunted. The boy looked over to Mey-Rin. They both looked the same. He felt odd. This felt odd. "Mother? Father?" He asked. He would be able to see a lot better if he hadn't lost his glasses when he was thrown through the window. He quickly sat up in the bed and rubbed his eyes.
Sebastian narrowed his eyes and looked over to Mey-Rin in confusion. He noticed that she wasn't feeling well and he would help her with her nausea or pain after the situation at hand. Sebastian just lightly placed a hand on her cheek and rubbed her cheek with his thumb.
I love your portrayal! from @sniper-maid
Thank you!!!