Romans & histoires Sebastian Black Butler Fanart

The Butler openly states, showing delightful wrinkles on his face. "I do too, and thank you, Sebastian. I am home," She expresses as she halts her feet. Sebastian, their Butler, is a man in his sixties, and he towers all the working maids, gardeners in the mansion. His chocolate-like eyes are soft and kind that reflects his characteristic inside. Even though his grey hair is revealing, everyone could tell he was a marvelous man in his teenage years. Furthermore, he looks flawless in his mono-color black uniform. "Why did you not give us advance notice of your return, Lady Veronica?" Sebastian asks curiously with a confused expression.

I warn, glaring playfully. “I’m just saying,” she teases, following me to the door, “you’re living in a romance novel.” "Am I now?" I thought to myself as Elise's words bounce off my ears. I step outside, and my breath catches. Sebastian waits just outside the apartment, exuding power and sophistication in a sharp black suit that molds to his frame like it was designed to intimidate. His dark hair is slicked back, emphasizing the sharp angles of his jaw and the piercing blue eyes that lock onto me like a predator sizing up its prey.

“Good morning, Ms. Dawnson. Mr. Blackwood is waiting for you in his office.” Sebastian’s office was a reflection of the man himself: vast, minimalist, and commanding. Floor-to-ceiling glass walls offered a stunning, dominant view of the city, as if he owned everything the eye could see. The furniture was all dark chrome and black leather, expensive and uncompromising. There were no photos. No personal touches. Just power. He was standing by the window, his back to her, just as he had been on the first day. A deliberate power tactic.

But as she navigated the edge of the room, an overwhelming, magnetic pull forced her to look up. Sebastian. He was standing near the grand bar, his sheer presence dominating the room before she even fully processed his appearance. He wore a sharp black suit over a dark black shirt, the top three buttons left undone, revealing the rigid lines of his chest. His always-messy dark hair was slicked back flawlessly tonight, the refined style highlighting his sharp jawline and drawing focus to his striking amber eyes. He was surrounded by several men in heavy conversation, and a beautiful woman in a silk dress stood close beside him, laughing softly.

Unbelievably, this legendary artifact had given him a second chance at life. "Since fate has given me another chance, Damian Blackwell and Selena Venom, you two villains! In this life, I will make you taste the bitterness of betrayal and solitude!" Sebastian stood up and walked to the mirror in the dorm. He looked at his reflection, his eyes filled with a cold and bone-chilling determination.

As stupefied as him. Backed against the slime-covered stone emerged a man, but not like any man they had ever seen. He was barely clothed, his hair long and ragged, and his hands were very red, his whole body was scaly and red. His eyes were beady and black like those of a crab and conveyed almost no expression. His wasn't that scary, but his face seemed to be arrayed in an expression that chilled the bones of a vampire-like Sebastian. Sprouting from his back, in between his shoulder blades, was a long arm of slime-covered chitin extending into the blackness. When Ruben and Sebastian noticed this, they shuddered. That being was holding Lisa.

was about to go to his room to rest again when Sebastian suddenly called him. That was the reason why Yuri's heart was shocked at those moments. Instead of answering his cell phone, Yuri thought first because he knew that Sebastian doesn't care about him. Yuri is still confused so Sebastian's call was not answered immediately. Sebastian call's Yuri how many times but Yuri is still ignoring his phone call from Sebastian. That's why Sebastian quickly left his room and went to Yuri's room. Because of the drowsiness that Yuri felt because of the medicine he was taking, Sebastian found Yuri sleeping soundly in his bed. Slowly Sebastian approached Yuri's bed to observe Yuri's very humble face. He

“Of course, I know that you still have to cope up with new work. Especially when you don’t have experience.” “Thanks, Sebastian!” “No problem,” he smiled. Sebastian looked like he’s in 40s. I didn't know his age because I belive that's rude to ask. With his killer smile, he has jet black eyes that would surely capture every woman’s attention. He was handsome, however he was too pale, and tall. I wonder if it’s his normal color? Was he human or a werewolf too? I want to ask but I don’t want to sound rude if I do that.

The black net is a website where all forms of dubious and illegal shit take place. “Do they know who she’s mated to?” Sebastian grinds his teeth. “Yes, but most of us don’t care. As long as she has the target on her back and the pay is good, most won’t care who she is associated with.” he says with a shrug. I can tell that just simple action sucked his energy. Sebastian gets closer to him. His claws come out and his eye color changes. “What are you doing? You promised you’ll let me go when I tell you what I know” the man says in fear.

The drawings were vivid and artistic but on a closer look, Vivian was able to realize that below the cocoon was actually a caterpillar, she was suddenly interested, her eyes trailed up his back, above the cocoon was a slightly larger drawing, from the distance, Vivian was unable to make out the images in full from the distance where she was standing by the window, so she slowly walked closer seeing him distracted with his hair. She stopped when she came to a point where she could vividly see the tattoo drawings. By now she had realized the tattoos seemed to have something to do with the developments of a butterfly, she was surprised to see that Sebastian actually had such kind of tattoos on