I Love Them Sm They’re So Dear To Me 🤲

I've got a Dadbastian request! Idk if this will make sense but I had a scenario in mind where another miscellaneous demon breaks in and almost/does attack O!Ciel for his soul and his dad comes in and saves him.

Ooooh I like this one! Also the fact that Sebastian always has Ciel close his eyes when he’s in his true form because he doesn’t want Ciel to see him “so improper/unsightly” (which I translate to “my true form will probably frighten you and I can’t have you any more traumatized than you already are”), but another demon couldn’t care less. Time to traumatize my favorite character again (I’m so sorry Ciel, I promise this isn’t personal)

TW: restricted breathing/demon attack, panic attack, ptsd attack, description of Ciel’s month long capture

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One of the most frightening factors of this whole ordeal, was how quickly it happened. Sebastian had just tucked him in and left him to sleep. Ciel couldn’t be sure if he had actually fallen asleep or was just about to when he felt something covering his nose and mouth.

The lack of air caused his eyes to quickly open as he felt tightness in his chest. The object restricting his breathing was a large, pitch black hand that had sharp nails that were digging into the side of Ciel’s face. The room was consumed by black smoke with blood red eyes visible all around him. He tried to scream, to call for his butler like he had countless times before, but all that could be heard were ineligible squeaks.

“Quiet.” A voice snapped, and that was the last thing Ciel heard before slipping into darkness.

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There were voices whispering all around them. There were to many speaking at once for Ciel to decipher what they were saying, but the voices kept getting louder and louder. It was overwhelming. He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. As the blurriness he had seen began to clear up, he felt his heart stop.

The metal of the cage was cold and rough. His clothes were dirty and worn; they did nothing to keep him from the cold that was heavy in the room. The lights were blinding and the whispering was still growing louder.

“Se-!” Ciel tried once more to call for his butler, but his voice would not speak his butler’s name.

‘Sebastian, help me! Get me out of here! This is an order, do you hear me? An order, an order, an order!’ Ciel tried to scream, but the best he could do was have the command play in his head.

Finally, the whispers began to quiet down; however, booming footsteps began to make themselves known. They belonged to a tall man whose face was hidden by the hood of his robe. The man began to speak, but Ciel could not determine what he was saying over the sound of his heart beating. He tried so hard to move, to scream, but his body would not respond to his commands. He just wanted-.

"Young Master? Can you hear me?" Sebastian's voice cut through the noise. Ciel wasn't sure if his mind was playing a trick or not, but he would grasp on to any glimmer of hope.

'Sebastian!' Ciel tried once more to speak, but the best he could do was let out another squeak followed by coughing.

"My apologies, I'm afraid this will be most unpleasant." Sebastian's voice said. Ciel didn't see how anything could be worse than his current situation.

Ciel felt something he could not see wrap around him and pull him forward. Yet, his body was not moved, his soul was. He felt like he had been ripped out of his body. Lights flashed, the world was moving past him at the speed of light, noises rotated in volume, and the world around him was freezing cold.

Suddenly, the world around him came to a crashing halt and his screams finally left his mouth. He could feel an arm holding him to a familiar chest as the other hand strokes through his hair.

"Shhh, it's alright. You're alright."

Sebastian words did little to sooth him. His tears flowed and screams rang through the manor, causing the other servants to rush to his room.

“Bloody hell! What happened in here?!” Bard yelled in shock.

The curtains had been ripped from the wall, the window was shattered, books and various other items were thrown about the floor, and the bedding was ripped to shreds. In other words, Ciel’s bedroom had been destroyed.

“I’m afraid the Young Master had a late night visitor. As you can see, said visitor was less than pleasant.” Sebastian explained before turning back to Ciel.

“Let’s get you somewhere acceptable.” Sebastian said, cradling Ciel to his chest has he moved to leave the room. Ciel had managed to stop screaming, but was still hyperventilating and would not remove his face from where it was buried in the crook of Sebastian’s neck. However, it was probably best that he didn’t see the full extent of his damaged room.

“If the three of you could begin cleaning this up, it would be a big help.” Sebastian said as he shut the door behind him.

Sebastian made his way to the sitting room in a calming silence (which was soon broken by Bard’s yell of, “Who the hell has this many eyes?!”).

Once Sebastian reached the sitting room, he attempted to place Ciel in his chair. Ciel made his displeasure of the attempt clear by tightening his hold on Sebastian and shaking his head.

“Alright, alright. I suppose we’ll just stay like this for the time being.” Sebastian murmured. Silence fell between the two again.

While Ciel was too shaken to feel anything other than fear, Sebastian felt awkward. In his defense, demons aren’t exactly known for comforting children. He didn’t have any experience when it came to children outside of his current contract. The best he could think to do was to attempt to mimic what the parents in the stories he often read to Ciel would do. He did make a note to mimic the good parents instead of the evil ones.

“There, there. It’s over now.” Sebastian said while using a hand to cradle the back of Ciel’s head.

“I’m sorry you had to see that.”

After a moment, Ciel finally removed his head from where it was buried in Sebastian’s neck and looked up at him. He had calmed down, but a few stray tears still fell.

“Is that what it’s going to be like?"

"What do you mean, my lord?" Sebastian asked, raising an eyebrow.

"When you take my soul... Is that what's going to happen?"

"Oh, no. Not at all. I can't lie, so I won't say that you will be exempt from any and all pain; however, it will be nothing like that." Sebastian hesitated for a moment before adding, "I promise."

Ciel briefly studies Sebastian before deciding to believe him.

"Okay." Ciel finally said as he again rested his head on Sebastian's shoulder.

No more words were spoken between them. They stayed like that for about an hour before Tanaka knocked on the door to inform them that the mess had been dealt with. Sebastian carried Ciel back to his room and attempted to place him back into his bed, but Ciel had other plans. He shook his head and tightened his grip on Sebastian again. The message was clear, "I don't want to be in here."

Sebastian thought for a moment before deciding to take Ciel to one of the guest bedrooms. Despite how shaken Ciel may be, he's still a human and needs to at least get 8 hours of sleep. The last thing Sebastian wanted to deal with was a sleep deprived master.

Luckily for Sebastian, Ciel seemed to be content in the guest bedroom and was willing to try to sleep. The only condition was that Sebastian had to stay and watch over him for the rest of the night.

Luckily for Ciel, Sebastian had already planned to watch over him.

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Sorry this took awhile to finish, I had a few different ideas and it took a bit to choose one 😅

I hope you liked the story, Anon! And for anyone else reading who may have enjoyed, please send me any requests if you have them (I get bored in class a lot 😂) 💜💜💜

Gyomei's crow has the best tea among the other crows.

I love how during the entirety of this scene Isabella has had her left eye covered by her hair

Like emo mother like emo son

so i made a bsd and sk8 infinity crossover...

I finally broke and watched Danganronpa. I have no regrets.

sobbing crying and throwing up as I open yet another untitled document

Can you write Sebastian taking Ciel’s soul but make it as sad as you can? I need to cry 🖤

Well, I usually try to write things to make people happy, but if crying will make you feel better, then I’ll do my best. I also write requests in the order I get them, but I’ll get this one out ASAP. I hope you’re alright, Anon 💜

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“Where are we?” Ciel asked as they approached the island.

“Somewhere far away from your world. I figured this would be the best place for everything to come to an end.” Sebastian said as he brought the boat to shore.

Sebastian stepped out of the boat before lifting Ciel into his arms. Had the contract still been in place, Ciel probably would have insisted that he could walk just fine and didn’t need to be coddled. However, these moments were his last, so if Sebastian wanted to carrying him, why not let him? Besides, he was so tired.

Ciel buried his face into the demon’s neck and decided to rest his eyes. He wasn’t sure if he was dreaming or not, but he thought he heard the demon say, ‘You’re still such a child,’ before using his free hand to hold the back of his head.

Part of Sebastian was glad Ciel had fallen asleep. There was a bit of a walk ahead of them, plus this gave him some time to think.

Sebastian had already decided he was going to be gentle when taking Ciel’s soul. The boy had done nothing to warrant his last moments being nothing but extreme pain and suffer that no human could even fathom. Sure, Ciel had been a brat, but he had never been cruel. Well, except for when he forbade Sebastian from keeping cats inside the manor, but Sebastian had mostly forgiven him for that.

‘Even without it, I’m still the head of the Phantomhives, and that won’t change!”

‘Stay with me… until I fall asleep.’

‘Sebastian!’

‘You can never betray me.’

‘Stay with me.’

What a child indeed.

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“We’ve arrived, Young Master.”

Ciel was awoken by Sebastian voice, just like many other times. He turned his head to look at his surroundings, but kept his head resting on Sebastian’s shoulder. He hummed in response, but said nothing.

Sebastian moved to place Ciel down onto the couch-like stone, but Ciel tightened his hold around Sebastian’s neck.

“Young Master?” Sebastian asked as he straightened back up.

‘Oh no. Please, please don’t start begging for your life now. Don’t make this any harder than it already is.’ Sebastian silently pleaded.

“You didn’t tell me your name.” Ciel said, still holding Sebastian tight.

“What?” Sebastian asked, raising an eyebrow.

“On my 11th birthday, I asked you to tell me your real name and you said that you would tell me when I was older. Well, I’m not going to get any older, so will you tell me now?”

‘Well, I’m not going to get any older, so will you tell me now?’ rang in Sebastian’s head.

“What would you say to one last game, my lord?”

“I like games.” Ciel yawned. Sebastian chuckled.

“I know you do. Do you recall the poem you would ask me to read to you before bed?”

“Do you mean “The Raven?” Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy the poem too, Sebastian.”

“I never said I wasn’t fond of the poem as well, my lord. Now tell me, who was your favorite from said poem?”

“The raven.”

“And what form did I have when I first appeared to you?”

“… A raven.” Ciel answered, his eyes widening a bit. Sebastian smirk.

“Won’t you quote the raven for me?”

“Are you-?”

“Nevermore.” Sebastian and Ciel said in unison.

“Nevermore… I like Sebastian better.”

“That was rather rude of you, my lord. However, I suppose the name Sebastian as grown on me these past few years.” Sebastian said with a sad smile.

Ciel gave a small chuckle before relaxing onto Sebastian once again. Sebastian looked up at the moon. He placed his hand back on Ciel’s head.

“It’s time.”

Ciel sighed and let his grip on Sebastian loosen.

“Alright.”

Sebastian placed Ciel on the couch-like stone and knelt in front of him.

“I’m going to put you to sleep now, my lord. It will be easier that way.” Sebastian said. The ‘for both of us’ didn’t need to be said aloud. They both knew.

Sebastian removed Ciel’s eyepatch and let it fall to the ground. He brushed Ciel’s hair out of the way as he let his magic take hold of the boy.

“Goodnight, ‘Bastian.” Ciel muttered as his eyes closed for the last time. Sebastian felt a stab in his chest at those words.

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“Sleep well, my lord.” Sebastian said as placed “The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe on the bedside table and tucked the newly turned 11 year old into bed. The irony of the duo’s favorite poem for now lost on the younger.

“Good night, ‘Bastian.” The young Earl muttered as he feel asleep. Sebastian brushed Ciel’s hair away from his closed eyes before collecting the candelabra and walking out of Ciel’s bedroom. Tomorrow was a new day with new adventures awaiting them. There was never a dull day in the Phantomhive Manor.

~~~

“Sleep well, my little lord.” Sebastian whispered.

This day will forever mark the end of both Ciel Phantomhive and Sebastian Michaelis.

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Well, Anon, I hope this helps. If it makes you feel any better, it made me cry. Maybe this is why I stick to fluff with light angst. 🥲

(Just to be safe, I don’t own “The Raven” or Black Butler)

I have a long field trip coming up tomorrow. Please send me Dadbastian requests, I need something to do on the bus 🥲

Black Butler Headcanon #1

Rabbit Sebastian

Ciel has an enormous Sebastian bitter rabbit. Ciel had designed the plushie as a joke. He wanted to get on Sebastian’s nerves by portraying him as a harmless bunny. It had backfired when Sebastian went out and bought him one with the explanation, “Oh Bocchan, don’t you know that rabbits can be vicious and aggressive fighters? I am honored that you would represent my skills as such. Now you can have another protector for when I’m away. Isn’t that wonderful?” Ciel was not amused.

The next time Ciel ordered Sebastian away to uncover information, he found himself waking up from a nightmare. He was no stranger to nightmares, but when the nightmares are so graphic, it takes everything in him to not call for Sebastian. He doesn’t always succeed, but that night he did. He stopped Sebastian’s name from exiting his mouth with a mere second to spare. He focused on calming his heart and controlling his breathing. Had Sebastian been there, he would already be drink warm milk with honey. But Sebastian wasn’t there. Ciel looked around his room, assuring himself that he was safe, when he saw the plushie Sebastian had left next to his bed. Hesitantly, he reached for the stuffed rabbit and placed it next to him.

When Sebastian returned that morning, he prepared Ciel’s tea and breakfast before going to wake Ciel. Once Sebastian entered Ciel’s room, he saw Ciel cuddling with the oversized plushie. He couldn’t help the small smile that found its way onto his face.

Born to finish writing the next chapter of my Soukoku fic, forced to write a paper for my class instead