#devorantem

‘ wow, you’re  very... black. ----goddamn that sounded really bad oh god i didn’t mean to-- you’re white okay i know that i just meant-- ‘

my opinion on;

character in general: lmao i actually really don’t like sebastian and i’ve never really cared for him in all honesty? ((tho note this won’t be reflected in my writing ok ok ok))how they play them: you do fine ok i like your writing style and all your icons and stuff !! the mun: we haven’t really spoken but u reblogged the thing about alois and i just B)

do i;

follow them: yeeerp with them: nah but i owe a starter i thinkwant to rp with them: sure thing!!ship their character with mine: hella nooo

what is my;

                                meme               |               accepting

     the entire night was nothing more than a blur. there was some sort of party going on at the phantomhive manor, and it was only natural for the crimson reaper to attend. after all, she was the life of every part, regardless of whether it was hosted by a certain brat.

     --besides, a certain demon was present, and that was MORE than enough incentive for her to show her face. 

     crystal lifted to glossed lips as another long swallow of velvety vermillion was taken, warmth radiating from nearly every part of her body. hips moved rhythmically to the current music, finding absolutely nothing wrong with dancing alone. --that is, until she basically ran into her favorite butler. without a word she took his hands, guiding him out onto the floor as skilled feet moved, however unsteady they may have been at that point. a large smile lit up feminine features, malachite gaze locked with mysterious crimson.

     tension shared between the simple stares was enough to keep the flamboyant reaper occupied for quite some time, blissfully ignorant to everything around her-- focused solely on this rare moment she was allowed with sebastian michaelis.

' you look absolutely stunning tonight, darling. '

     words were nothing more than a tipsy slur, although there was a depth of sincerity to each syllable. her attraction to the demon was no secret to anyone, and any moment she had to spare a compliment and/or a flirt was well taken advantage of.

     the fact that he was so much as humoring her was enough to leave a flutter of butterflies within her torso, emerald hues alight with happiness. it was then that she paused in her motion, the hand that was curled within dark fabric lifting to tangle within raven locks ; within a moment she had pulled his head down far enough that she could capture his lips with her own, a hum of approval reverbrating from her throat as a shiver of excitement shot down her spine.

                    ❝ why would anyone want to make a contract                         with a DEMON? ❞

                          she speaks suddenly from the large chair she sat curled up in.                           t a i l hug over an arm, thumping angrily against the side. arms                           were crossed over her chest, ears straight up for but a moment                           before going back to being p i n n e d against her SKULL. 

                      ❝ all they do is eat your S O U L after you get what you want. they                           don't even wait for your time of d e a t h to come. ❞