#fuck claude faustus

[karmawillcollectyourdebt]

Passion into insincerity, truth into lies, free into captured, yours into mine, that is what make a Trancy Butler

[nullbutler]

LINK IN THE COMMENTS!!!!

SEASON 2 -- THE MOVIE [REAL]

BELOW THE CUT I AM NOT LYING THIS TIME I SWEAR I AM NOT

I love season 2. Season 2 is the reason I'm here. But, I also hate season 2. I must fix season 2. I owe my soul to season 2.

That being said, I present to you BLACK BUTLER: BOOK OF SPIDERS. A movie made out of season 2, with most of the filler scenes cut out and all of the gratuitous violence framed tastefully or otherwise removed. Made ENTIRELY by yours truly, with no additional footage added. I'll never be able to fix the season, but I'll try. Forever. I'm the ouroboros. Sisyphus and his rock.

Some notes!

The costume ball sadly had to be removed (it was entirely filler)

Ciel is in a much more passive role. This is intentional, he's practically a doll thrown around by the demons.

I could not think of a way of removing the Druitt without severely mangling the episode he's in. Sorry.

Alois's trauma is portrayed much more violently, but the Former Earl gets an on-screen death :)

Spider OVA has been absorbed into the product

It is also considerably darker, because most of the tone whiplash was cut out. This is a very sad, gruesome story about a demon manipulating the boy he's cared for for so long, while another demon tortures his own master, and the two children struggle to break free.

Do you wish Alois was treated sympathetically in the narrative? Do you wish Hannah was more than her fanservice? Do you think Claude's creepiness could have been portrayed without it being SO INCREDIBLY bad?

as my dear mutuals have said:

"You got rid of that Ciel screaming scene and that's like 5 stars for me." -- @warmmilk-n-honey

"Truly proves that less is more." -- @pain-in-the-butler

"An actual digestible version of Season 2." - @mantomhive

I present to you. if you narc i swear to god Black BUTLER : BOOK OF SPIDERS

[lazarettobrat]

One day i got an idea to draw Kuro posters. I made these two and stopped being able to draw lmao

Quite old pics made somewhere in spring '22 but i still like the this work.

[artnijna]

So here's s quick panel im doing for my arranged marriage from hell au for Sebaclaude and I really want to do lot more with this.

Their possible first meeting WIP. Not sure if Sebastians design is gonna stay but so far it's alright, need do a page turn around for both of them.

Ignore my shit handwriting lol

[vampire-lord-garfield]

Thinking about that scene where Sebastian was impaled by the Undertaker scythe and then collapses in the boat after fighting off strange dolls.

Imagine if (for some reason) the roles were switched and it was Claude and Alois.

Ciel was shaken but handled the whole situation pretty good for a thirteen years old.

Absolutely won't fly with Alois. He would have like three brakedowns in the span of 15 seconds.

[blondeaxolotl]

YOU.

Also bonus, since I drew the grim reapers as bats, I decided that the angels can turn into doves

[bapydemonprincess]

The end of Season 2 of Black Butler is just so sad for everyone, like.. NOBODY WINS. Sebastian is trapped in servitude forever. Hannah is overwhelmed by the souls she ate and what they want, and Claude's just fucking dead! 💀

[infraespinos-art]

rewatched kuroshitsuji ii… 13 year old me had good taste

[sleepingdeath-light]

claude faustus + corrupting an angel s/o hcs ; 18+

requested by ; imakequestionablelifedecisions (19/08/23)

fandom(s) ; black butler

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; claude faustus

outline ; “Can I have Claude Faustus x fem!angel reader who he slowly corrupts them overtime?

If you could also add overstimulate to it that would be great! ^^ luv your stuff!”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, corruption kink, overstimulation, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, referenced anal sex, some religious references (reader is an angel), slight pet name kink, sadism and masochism, bondage, pain play, sensation play, loss of virginity, implied masturbation (fem), mild blood kink, biting, dumbification, suspension, thigh riding, humiliation, degradation, praise, implied threesome (hannah is encouraged to use the reader’s body in one section), exhibitionism & voyeurism

note ; this got a lot longer than i intended at over 1.8k words, oops! hopefully i managed to keep claude in character here, but i haven’t seen season two in a good long while haha

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

claude’s obsession with you had begun long before he fell — back when his wings were white and he existed as a welcome equal amongst the heavenly choir — and had started off as completely innocent, with you always seeming to catch his eye when you’d fly past him on your daily rounds, as free as the birds that had been freshly formed and as graceful as the fluttering insects with wings of stained glass (they weren’t permitted to name them, as such duties were to be given to the lord’s newest, ‘perfect’, creation, but he knew that they were his favourites)

you were a passing fascination for him, so pure and innocent and devoid of any sinful urges that he couldn’t help but let his mind wander (wander to things that would have him shunned and banished should anyone else glimpse into his darkest fantasies) — but those thoughts were as far as it went for a long, long time

thousands of years, in fact, until the two of you crossed paths when he was in a contract with an obsessive teenager — when he was claude faustus and you were helping out at a convent one town over from the trancy estate (embodying the visage of a nun to hide your heavenly origins just as he took on the form of a butler in order to mask his demonic nature)

that was when those thoughts of sin and lust fully transformed into an overwhelming need to covet and corrupt you — to morph your innocent, virginal, angelic mind and desires to his own design and to use you until you were too far gone to ever see heaven again

he wanted — no, needed — to ruin you, and somehow you started to let him (whether you truly knew what you were inviting into your world or not he couldn’t say, but he wasn’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth)

claude started off slowly, with simple suggestions said in passing — things that he could easily pass off as common topics of conversation and genuine curiosity (it had been a long time since he’d seen an angel, after all, so such curiosity would have been understandable)

asking you about your attachment to humanity led to questions about lovers which then, naturally (or so he claimed), morphed into a conversation about physical intimacy and how different the expectations are between mortals and beings like you — how humans, in their supposed perfection, are permitted to have sex but angels, imperfect in form but granted a place in heaven, were forbidden from it

conversations about hobbies (knitting and gardening, mainly, as that is what he’d been doing at the time) turned towards how each of you relief stress and then, of course, masturbation — how it doesn’t even have to be born of sin and how he’d known many masters (and those around them) to use it simply as a method to calm down and relax after a long day

you’d innocently asked how he’d changed upon falling, having never seen a demon in all your years of living, and he’d used it as a perfect segue to compare each of your anatomy — letting his mask slip and showing you his true form (all spindly legs and piercing eyes) whilst encouraging you to stretch your wings widely, combining touches he knew were too intimate to be innocent but excusing them with a facade of ignorance and an appeasement of your own curiosity

pushing your boundaries, testing your limits, breaking down your sense of normalcy and propriety bit by bit until these perverse encounters and explicit conversations became mundane and routine — until you had enough seeds of doubt sowed in your mind that you started to seek him out of your own volition and privately consider everything his sinful lips had suggested

and he was there for it all, listening just out of sight with his lips curled upwards into a disgusting smirk and his golden eyes flickering with satisfaction as you explored your body for the first time — toying with your mortal vessel with such genuine curiosity and innocence that it took all he had not to go in and take you himself

that could wait; he needed you to come to him first

and before long you did actually end up seeking him out, shame rolling off of you in waves as you averted your gaze and asked for his help — whispering so quietly that no human would be able to recognise your voice as you meekly recalled each of the acts claude had mentioned to you, curious and innocent and perfectly corruptable as you practically fell into his arms

exactly as he’d hoped — but still he maintained his ‘perfect butler’ persona and graciously accepted your plea, instructing you to meet him somewhere private away from the estate (away from the other demons he worked alongside) before turning on his heel and going back to tend to his majesty

leaving you flustered and floundering as he let his mind wander to everything he intended to do to you — to everything you were going to let him do to you

how you had unknowingly given this arachnid sinner the perfect outlet to act out his darkest fantasies, practically offering your soul to him on a platter as you timidly asked (no, begged) for him to take you — but, of course, as an angel your words were far less blunt and crude than his

he’s gentle enough with you that first time — and the next few encounters after that — focusing on sensations and helping you adjust to the feelings that come with such intimacy whilst you sit on his lap with your back against his chest: massaging and preening your wings, caressing your sides and thighs over (and later under) your clothing, trailing his lips along the arch of your throat to the hem of your neckline (and then kissing along your palms and inner wrists), letting you explore the feeling of his gloves and then bare skin on your naked body, etc.

he’s unusually considerate, offering you praise and encouragement as you fluster and moan and buck into his hand as he toys with your pussy through your skirts — calling you a ‘good girl’ and his ‘pretty little butterfly’ and encouraging you to ‘be as loud as you like’, to let him ‘take care of you’ and other such phrases that have you relaxing against his body as he pleasures you

even teaching you how to masturbate so that you’re able to pleasure yourself whenever he asks — giving him a front row seat to your total acceptance of lust as your innocence fades away more and more each night you spend in his arms

but that was only the beginning as he helped you adjust to each basic sex act — holding your hand and massaging your waist when he lowered himself to his stomach and buried his face between your thighs (making you arch and scream and sob with that talented tongue of his until his face was soaked in your juices), going as slow as possible and using plenty of foreplay to ensure you had the best chance of adjusting quickly as he pushed his cock into your tight fluttering cunt, stimulating your ass whilst he fucked you until you were prepared enough to take him there too, etc.

determined and not quite gentle, but not as rough as usual as he guided you — getting you addicted to his touch and to pleasure so that you’d be more receptive of the ‘extreme’ and extreme things he enjoys when he starts to incorporate them

things like fingering your pussy and sucking on your clit until you’re seeing stars whilst he bites bloody deep marks across your chest and stomach — not stopping until you’re trembling, drooling, dumb and covered in cum and blood and tears and spit (too overstimulated to do much else other than twitch and cry and gasp whilst he used your spent hole to do whatever he wants)

things like using his durable webs to suspend you high in the air — your arms bound together at the wrists and your legs forced to spread as far as they can go, leaving you completely at his mercy as he fucked each of your holes as many times as he pleases (not stopping until you were completely stuffed with his seed and the bruises on your hips and thighs were just starting to blossom)

things like blindfolding you and having you kneel in the centre of a room with your wrists bound behind your back — stalking you like a predator to its pray as he makes you beg for him (using names like ‘master’ or ‘daddy’ depending on his mood) and only giving in when you’re in tears as you beg for him to fuck you dumb

things like bending you over his knee and pulling your undergarments down to your thighs as he spanks you over and over again — alternating between fingering your pussy and using all sorts of paddles, swatches, whips and even his own hands to swat your ass (making you count and thank him after each one)

things like mixing pleasure and pain so often that you start to conflate the two, whimpering and moaning every time he hurts you and seeking out pain when you ride him (be that his face or his dick) — giving him every excuse to act out his every sadistic urge as you became precisely what he wanted you to be

things like making you work for your pleasure when before he gave it freely — having you strip nude and ride his thigh (soaking through his uniform as you go, not that he cares enough about this contract to complain), begging for his attention whilst he degrades you and makes it clear to anyone in ear shot precisely how much of a ‘needy’, ‘sinful’, ‘pathetic ’ little ‘slut’ you are and how shameful it is for an angel to be begging a demon to fuck her

(and if he’s feeling cruel enough, he might just invite hannah in to the bedroom to pleasure you at his instruction — showing her just how pretty your pussy is and encouraging her to use you whilst you whimper and moan and lean into her touch, as obedient as ever whilst you’re used like a toy and spoken about like you’re not even there)

but only when he starts to see those patches of black in amongst the dove-white feathers of your wings is he satisfied and content enough to drop you completely — after all, what’s the fun in corrupting something that’s already ruined?

you were his toy, one that he played with for as long as he needed to and not a moment longer — you were corrupt now; he had nothing left to do other than to leave you wanting, that same stoic expression on his face as he returned to fulfil the final part of his contract with ‘alois trancy’

he is a demon after all, and demons don’t do commitment

… maybe the triplets will take care of you in his absence — if you’re willing to put up with their overt pervertedness, that is

[anawkwardlady]

Claude : Please don't cry master, I haven't taught you how to properly do it yet... See thats... Ugh... No one's going to have compassion for that... Thats too high pitched master... It annoys people... No don't-... *sighs*

[karmawillcollectyourdebt]

may i offer a pretty Alois in this trying time?

[bezierballad]

Sebastian vs Claude: Tickle fight

[onikiribattousai]

The only question that's still bothers me until now.

I'm aware that Hannah already has her demon form, but I always thought she has an eldritch form as well. Somehow, I imagine Claude's true form will be an eldritch looking spider with 4 to 8 eyes (like how arachnids look like, especially spiders) with long tongue.

Meme from: https://imgflip.com/memetemplate/137639781/Oh-fuck

[artnijna]

So instead of Claude going nuts the way he did in the canon, I like the idea of him getting horny for Sebastian cause of Sebastian’s contract magic

[vampire-lord-garfield]

Claude: *staring at Sebastian in the distance. For 0.0002 of a second one corner of his lip slightly rises up*

Hannah: *the only creature in the world who can read Claude's expressions*

Hannah: "Really?! HIM?!"

Hannah: *unceremoniously takes glasses of Claude's face and begins inspecting them*

Hannah: "We really need to get you a new pair..."