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Wait a minute...

#sullivan #oh #oh.....

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PSA for those unaware

Black Butler Season One, is the only adaptation in the entire series that’s been rated TV-14 by Funimation. (x) Black Butler Season II - TV-MA (x) Black Butler Book of Atlantic - TV-MA (x) Black Butler Book of Circus - TV-MA (x) Black Butler Book of Murder - TV-MA (x) TV-MA is +17. What’s been rated TV-MA is based on the manga (with the exception of Season II), so it can be concluded the manga is +17. What’s left to be animated in the future, will most certainly be TV-MA. Given the content of the story, I don’t think anyone would argue with it, and I’d be worried if people thought otherwise. If you are under the age of seventeen and absorbing any other Black Butler content outside of Season One, you are not the intended target audience, and are watching/reading content that is not meant for someone your age. You are watching at your own risk and potentially exposing yourself to upsetting themes and triggering content. You owe it to yourself to stay safe, the ratings ARE there for a reason.

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11/1/19 Update concerning the manga rating. This is Yen Press (the official publisher of the Manga) rating: OT, older teen.

Therefore the bare minimum age is sixteen. I have no idea why some places/websites have decided to put the rating lower.

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There are a large number of people who have spent so much misguided efforts and energy on making this fandom “safe for kids and younger minors”, that they didn’t even ask themselves if kids and young minors should even READ/SEE the majority of Kuro’s content in the first place– If the content itself is safe for kids. The answer is no, it’s really not.

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SPREAD THIS POST AS FAR AND WIDE AS POSSIBLE!

Black Butler was never intended to be kid-friendly!

#psa #important #fucking thank you #I'm sock of seeing 12 year olds here acting like their the target #heads up boo #of u KNOW this shit os 16+ u need to ready up for it #ffs there's legit pedophiles amd child sex trafficking in seasom 1 #amd even season 2 had confirmed csa #so...#maybe chill #yall wanna act grown we gonna treat u grow

Say what you will about people who like Sebastian. At least no one in their right mind stans Viscount Druitt.

#kuroshitsuji #viscount Druitt #black butler #aleister chamber

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*VISCOUNT OF DRUITT BREATHES*

EVERYBODY:

#kuro memes

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Louise knows what’s up

#kuro memes

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Welcome!!! ^-^I was wondering if you could do something with Claude and his s/o. Maybe a bit of rough smut and she's trying to keep quiet so Alois won't find them...

“She” was specified, so I’ll be using feminine pronouns~ Feel free to reblog, but please do not claim as your own!

NSFW/r18+ WARNING: CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENTREAD AT YOUR OWN RISK

~all character’s in this fic depicted in sexual activity are of/above legal age~

Claude’s hand moved to cover the panting girl’s mouth as he thrust faster inside of her. His own breath was coming in short bursts, his body pressing closer to hers pinned beneath him. He knew that his master was certain to find them if he didn’t manage to quiet her down. But how? Every thrust his hips made, she let another little mewl escape her lips. He soon slowed his movements to a teasing and tortuously slow pace, pulling her close and burying his face in the crook of her neck to whisper to her between little gasps. “If you don’t quiet yourself down, I’ll be forced to either stop or gag you,” he warned. “Which would you prefer?” he removed his hand from her mouth to allow her to answer.

At the threat, her form shuddered beneath him, her hips bucking a little as she answered in a small whimper, “Please don’t stop.” The demon’s pale lips turned upward in a smirk and he gave a curt nod. Reaching beside him on the bed, he retrieved a small strip of cloth, leaning himself up and tilting her face so he could tie the make shift gag around her mouth. She glanced up to him pleadingly, trying once again to thrust her hips under him.

“Oh, no,” he muttered, moving himself slowly and nibbling on her neck. “You’re going to be punished for being so loud.” His hands roamed her sides, raising goosebumps along her skin and leaving her a whining mess under him. In all honesty, he was highly amused despite the fact the there wasn’t much friction. He was accustomed to the torture he could dish out - she most definitely wasn’t yet. As her arms wrapped around his neck and her eyes closed, he began thrusting painfully quick, angling himself so that he was brushing against a spot deep inside of her that he knew was sure to drive her insane. She was caught off guard, her body immediately arching and curling into him and wrapping her legs around his wast, deepening his movements even more. Claude gave a quiet moan against the tender flesh of her neck, his hands lowering more to lift her legs up so he could pleasure her even better. At that, her body all but became jelly for Claude to mold at his will.

He kept his hands on her thighs, digging his black nails into her soft skin and almost drawing blood. Her small, now softened whimpers and moans fueled his lust for her. He moved his mouth’s attention from her sensitive neck lower to kiss and suck harshly at her bare collar bone. The skin reddened as her moans began to increase in volume again, her heat tightening around Claude’s member. He groaned deeply, his movements becoming more erratic as both of their releases inched closer with every second. Her breathing nearly stopped, her back arched and she all but screamed through her restraint. Her nails dug deep into his back, leaving angry red whelps. Claude bit into her shoulder roughly, his manhood giving another twitch as his lover spasmed and clenched around him with her release. At feeling her tighten around him, he gave a few more thrusts before spilling himself deep inside of her with a low groan.

Claude’s hands moved from her thighs as he looked up to her with amber eyes, caressing her face almost tenderly. “Good girl. I knew you could be quiet.”

#claude #fem!reader #spicy sauce #old asks #old requests

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reminder to:

straighten your back

go pee goddAMN IT STOP HOLDING IT

go take your meds if you need to

drink some water

go get a snack if you havent eaten in a while

maybe wander around the house/stretch a little if you’ve been sat at the computer a while (artists especially: sTRETCH THOSE WRISTS)

reply to that text/message from earlier you’d forgotten about

maybe send a nice lil message to someone having a bad day?

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I just would like to thank everyone who ever reblogs this so that it somehow ends up back on my dash because I usually need the reminder (especially the drinking water one)

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To any of my followers who need it, cause I know I did~

#not kuro

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Any headcanons about how would shinigamis propose to their s/o?

Grell:

She’d be rather shy about the ordeal at first, but then she’d come right out and ask. There would be no getting on one knee, no formal “We’ve been together so long…” speech. Just her thrusting out her arms with a little red box in her hand, a blush on her face as she whispers “Will you…?” More than likely, it would happen at a rather random time, too. Like, during work.

William:

Super, SUPER formal. It would take him YEARS to get to the point of loving someone enough to marry them. He’d ask out his s/o on a date, probably to dinner. Things would go pretty normal - light conversation, a bit of joking, ect - until just before dessert. He’d reach into his pocket and pull out not a box, but the ring itself. Probably something a bit simple, but still elegant. He’d walk right over to his s/o and, blushing only slightly, pop the question in front of the entire restaurant.

Ronald:

The chances of Ronnie finding Mr(s). Right are very, very slim at his age. However, let’s say he did. Now he wants to marry them. Well, the first thing he’d do is go to someone more experienced (maybe Will or Eric) for advice. After hearing ‘em out, he’d plan a big party just to propose to the lucky s/o. Of course, there’d be lots of music, tons of drinks - all the good shit Ronald Knox wouldn’t be caught at a party without. Now, that’s where the interesting part comes in. All the guests at the party would be in on what he was planning. During the middle of one of the more upbeat songs, the music would stop, and everyone would turn to the two of them. Ronald would give this long, shy speech about how he feels toward his s/o. Then, as William told him, he’d get down on one knee and look right up at them, smiling as all the guests helped him ask, “Will you marry him?”.

Undertaker:

Things would be really weird once Undertaker chose to marry. Whoever the lucky s/o was, they’d (probably) notice it right right away. He’d start doing little things out of his normal, like trying his best to spend more time with them, and even occasionally asking them questions about wedding attire (eg - “Do you think you’d like to wear this dress/tux?” “I think you’d look nice in this~”) and casually mentioning jewelry. After he figured out his partner’s taste for clothing and whatnot, he’d plan a few things out before even asking them. Then, one night after the shop had closed and things were quiet and settled down, he’d take them to see the dress/ suit/ whatever that they had unknowingly chosen being worn by a mannequin, the ring they had picked out slipped on to the ring finger of the same doll. Assuming his lover hadn’t passed out (referencing a scene from Phantom of the Opera), he’d hold them close to himself with one arm around their waist, patiently awaiting an answer without verbally asking anything.

Alan:

Alan would be pretty hesitant to propose (those of you who’ve seen the musical know why). However, when he finally came to the decision to do so, he’d make sure it was something his lover wouldn’t soon forget. He’d ask them to go out with him one evening when he (and the s/o, should they be a shinigami) didn’t have work. More than likely, it would be to go out walking with him to spend time in a flower field, just watching the wind blow. After a while, he’d try to start small conversation, and things would get on the subject of marriage. He’d ask how they felt on the subject, if they had ever thought of getting married. If things went well, and they said that they hoped to one day be wed, Alan would smile to them, taking their hand and slipping a golden ring onto their finger. “Hopefully I can make that wish come true. Will you allow me?”

Eric:

He’d act pretty similarly to Alan, but different in his own respect. It would take him weeks to work up the nerve to ask his lover to marry him, and when he did, it would be a bit spur of the moment, probably one night that he decided to spend with them. They would be lying in bed together, his s/o held close to him as they started to drift off to sleep. Eric, being a bit more impulsive when he’d tired, would mumble out his proposal and then, eyes widening, realize just what he had said. The next morning, he’d dig the ring out of one of his clothes drawers, muttering about how he had meant it to be special.

#old asks #old requests #grell #william #ronald #undertaker #alan #eric

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Hello, dear! Could I request a scenario about Drocell's s/o, being hurt ever since he died, comes into his shop because it reminds her of him, and meets him as a doll. How do you think they both would react? (Whether it turns out as fluff or angst is up to you ^^).

The little shop had been more vacant than usual today, Drocell couldn’t help but think. Fewer and fewer people came in to enjoy his little works of art, the pieces he longed to share with the world. There were plenty of dolls for everyone to see, even more for them to purchase and give loving homes.

“I think to myself… Something is still missing.”

He waited the evening out, and still not a customer to be seen. The living doll stood with a sigh and began pacing the shop, cranking his music box all the while. He had plenty of empty dolls which needed to be worked on, but he wouldn’t chance leaving just in case—

A soft jingle sounded while his back was turned, signaling the shop door had open. Drocell was content to finally have someone there, so much so that he could almost muster a smile. As he turned, he was struck with such surprise that his hollow eyes all but popped out if his skull.

Before him was a beautiful young lady in a gown of precious silk, chartreuse laces flowing about her as the wind blew the door shut with a slam. Her hair was bound in loose curls, a soft pink bonnet keeping the wild locks from swaying with the gust. She looked to him with wide eyes, eyes filled with wonder, which quickly turned to shock.

Her soft, melodic voice called out his name. That voice he had fallen in love with, many years ago. That soft, surprised voice… The owner of that voice took a cautious step forward, closer to the doll before her.

“And so I think to myself, I have missed you so.”

Her emotions could be read so easily through those lovely eyes that stared to him in disbelief. He had longed to see her for such a time now, and here she was before him. She was obviously in shock, seeing him now. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Her eyes filled with tears as she rushed to embrace him, her head burying itself against his chest.

Awkwardly, he returned the embrace and held her closely. It was so nice having her back in his arms, as if she wouldn’t ever leave again.

“And so i think to myself, you never will leave me again.”

They spent hours reminiscing, catching up on years gone by. She could tell he had changed, but she didn’t seem to mind at all. Drocell had closed the shop for the evening, even decided to give her a tour of all the secrets rooms, the unseen hallways. He lead her through the corridors, happy to listen to her chat on into the night. Drocell almost shed a tear when he lead her into the final room.

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The next morning, a most gorgeous new doll was placed out on display for all to see. A beautiful little thing she was, with a lovely chartreuse dress filled with lace and an adorable pink bonnet covering hair loosely curled, hanging to her shoulders. Of course, this doll was not for sale. This doll was special.

This doll was his.

🎶 “London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down. London Bridge is falling down, my fair lady.” 🎶

#old asks #old requests #drocell

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Will you write things including suicidal ideation/ self harm? I he led your rules but I wanted to make sure before I requested anything. ❤️

I don’t see why not, so long as you’re alright with me putting it under a read more and tagging the post to include appropriate trigger warnings. ^^ I thrive off of angst, and I’m super hard to disturb, so writing those sorts of things doesn’t really bother me.

#tag later #mobile

#old asks #this still applies!#self harm tw #suicide tw

don’t ever feel bad for asking me to tag a trigger

i do not care what the trigger is

i will tag it for you

you have legitimate reasons to be triggered by it

and i am not one to question those reasons

so just send me an ask

anonymous if you’re scared

and i will tag it all the time in future

your wellbeing is worth twenty extra seconds of my time at least

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don’t ever feel bad if i dont remember to tag it

i might be on mobile

i might be dumb

i might have forgotten

just send me an ask

anon if you’re scared

i’ll correct it

your wellbeing is worth twenty extra seconds of my time at least

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I’m reblogging this here because I’m not sure I’ve addressed it on this blog before, but: I try my best to tag common issues in all my posts and answered asks, but if I’ve missed something that could be upsetting, please tell me!

#reminders

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urgent reminder that Grell Sutcliff is a trans woman

Carry on.

#grell #reminders

Promo, I guess?

Hey, I’m Astre, and I’m a brand spanking new Kuroshitsuji scenario blog that specializes in writing x readers for all you thirsty, thirsty people out there. The desk is officially open, so please feel free to check out my pages and start spamming me with stuff that’ll get my creativity flowing~!

Just so you know, I used to run @one-hell-of-an-ask-blog, but for some reason I can’t get into the account it’s attached to. If my writing is familiar, that’s probably why ^^

Edit: I got back into my old blog so you guys can confirm its me! :D

#kuroshitsuji #black butler

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