I Am Trying Out Dall-E Mini Again, Ehehehehe

Well, I mean..

Yeah????? You’re not wrong, OP????

that one scene in the black butler s2 intro

.....I’m in this post and I don’t like it.

Ciel: I’m mad.

Sebastian: Here’s a solution.

Ciel: I don’t want a solution. I want to be mad.

Sebastian: BOCCHAN, IT’S MY DAY OFF TODAY Ciel: Day off?-- *hears slamming of the door* .... Sebastian: *going to find cats to hug*

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Store Worker: Would a Mr. Ciel Phantomhive please come to the front desk? Ciel, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem? Store Worker: *points to Alois and Soma* Store Worker: I believe they belong to you? Alois and Soma, simultaneously: We got lost :( Ciel: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me-

*SLAMS THE REBLOG BUTTON SO HARD*

YES YES YES YES YES

MY BLOG DESERVES THIS AWESOME CROSSOVER

(mainly because my blog literally is a mix of “Kuroshitsuji” and “Goofy Goober”, I mean..) ALSO I WANT TO SEE THIS IRL, LIKE, AS A CARTOON XD

(they should do a parody episode like this)

Who lives in a manor under the sea?

would.. he be allergic to himself?

Since he’s a cat?

No?

Yes?

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insta

Sebastian: Finnian, duck. Finnian: Quack!-- *BONK*

Quack!

“ dislocate my shoulder, put the jug in the new fresh muscle divot, and march into that house like a war hero decorated in Tide, Pepperidge Farm, and Newman’s Own “ I’M F**KING CRYING LOL

modern!Sebastian as Gayle from Chris Fleming’s GAYLE skits

Sebastian: So I got home from Whole Foods, and as you well know, I always make it in the house with my groceries in one trip. No exceptions. Well looking around at today’s load, I knew it was gonna be a little rough. For one, I was covered head to toe in car grease—

Agni: Why?

Sebastian: Well back at Whole Foods, I saw Claude Faustus with sixteen items in a twelve item express lane. I’m not gonna deal with that shit. So I go out to his Toyota Corolla and cut his brake lines. What would you have done?

Wolfram and Agni:

Sebastian: Anyway, looking at all that grease, I knew balancing the milk jug in my elbow, as per usual, wasn’t gonna happen today.

Wolfram: Well why didn’t you just take two trips?

Sebastian: The coward’s way out? I’d rather take a bullet. So, I realize I can do one of two things. One: throw that milk jug through my glass window, like I did last week, or two: dislocate my shoulder, put the jug in the new fresh muscle divot, and march into that house like a war hero decorated in Tide, Pepperidge Farm, and Newman’s Own

I CANNOT BREATHE, I’M LAUGHING TOO HARD