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anewp0tat0 · 6 months
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Dadbastian Week Day 2: Different Kids
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I'm sorry, I really wish I could do something nice, but my brain went to "what if Sebastian and Soma started to bond that would be amazing and cool". but then my brain couldn't shake the fact that Soma is terrified of Sebastian, even in fanon. so I had to do something to show the harsher side of Dadbastian- asking your dad for help with your math homework.
baby steps..........
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madamemaddy · 6 months
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dadbastian week day one: pride. YES I KNOW ITS PROBABLY THE OTHER KIND OF PRIDE BUT THIS IS WAY FUNNIER
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WoOo its finally dadbastin week!
Thought nothing screamed pride more than a Facebook mom posting about her kids, and Sebastian is a Facebook mom in my heart
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cosmiclion · 6 months
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Dadbastian week: October 29th-Proud
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Kuro familiar AU: Ciel grows up and goes to Weston. Starting this @dadbastianweek2023 with a bit of humor, I just love the idea of Sebas never fully understanding parenting and just parroting random lines he hears from other (human) parents 😂 I'm planning on setting all my entries in my AU! Just hope I manage to finish them all in time.
Hope I'm not too late for this one, at least it's still the 29th here 😅
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dadbastianweek2023 · 9 months
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Hello all! I am Null ( @nullbutler ) and I’ll be hosting the 2023 Dadbastian week!
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What is Dadbastian? It’s a familial not-shipping interpretation of Ciel and Sebastian’s relationship. Sebastian is Ciel’s guardian after all, and while he’s definitely no model parent (he is from hell 😓) the concept is fun and cute (or angsty, or toxic, or however you choose to interpret it!!).
The week will be seven days, seven prompts. You’re welcome to only do a few prompts, or one prompt, or all of the prompts, or no prompts, or your own prompts. Whatever participation is welcome, but please take your time and enjoy yourselves!!
It won’t happen for another 2-3 months, so we have plenty of time to decide on a date as well as a few prompts!
I hope we all have a great time!
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natsuki208 · 6 months
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Dadbastian Week 2023 - Day 2: Identity
“What am I to you? Am I still your father or just your demon butler?”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After ‘the incident’, Ciel found out the truth and never saw the man he called his father the same way again.
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In case you mistake it, the quote in white is said by 13 yr old Ciel.
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pop-roxs · 6 months
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rq doodle for dadbastian week day 1 bc i didnt realize it started today.....
day 1 prompt: proud!!!
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artnijna · 6 months
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Saw it was Dadbastian week, and I will do something cute for him and Ciel, I couldn’t help drawing him with his baby boy Antoine.
Sebastian and Claude are both equally protective but in this au family Sebastian is the most protective when Annie is small as Claude is still rather weak from his power being the main catalyst of bringing Antoine into the world. I have a whole thing written on how I would have demons have children in Kuro written down somewhere. I’ll post it soon.
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weeb-cheese · 6 months
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Day 1 of Dadbastian week is Pride!! So happy pride to the two single fathers who are very much in love! (this is kind of a joke post)
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cangrellesteponme · 6 months
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OCTOBER 29TH - PROUD
(read this on AO3 here)
i'm late already but bay one of dadbastian week let's fucking goooooooooo
anyway general warning for this one: i decided to use it/its pronouns for sebastian for a bit. don't ask me why (there is a reason but i'd need to go on a tangent). it's only for the first part, not the whole thing, so do what you will with that information.
enjoy!
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The demon — Sebastian, now, it thinks, though it can still only hear the name as if coming from its young master’s mouth, both unfitting and imperious — is having some trouble adjusting.
Of course, it would not dare admit such a thing to anyone — but in the dead of night, with no living souls awake to be able to tell or catch even just a glimpse of it all, it is safe to let go a little. Alone and at rest in the manor’s darkest hour, the demon lets itself slip through the cracks of its persona. If it were human, the feeling would be comparable to the removal of an ill-fitting coat, and the relief one feels taking their first unrestricted breaths.
The night only offers a few hours of freedom and time, relentless and cruel as ever, passes too quickly to be thoroughly enjoyed. All too soon, dawn’s first lights, intruders that they are, make their way into the manor, and with them come the duty of being Sebastian again. 
Being, becoming this feels entirely wrong still, yet just slightly off. It might be the name — and the thought of sharing it with a dog — or it might be the master, this child whose pieces, bent and askew, won’t fit together anymore — much less under his own borrowed name. It might, in fact, be this new identity altogether, the way Sebastian Michaelis, the Phantomhive butler, somehow clings to the skin but never quite catches on. Stepping into a new role usually comes easy, but this one is odd.
It, Sebastian, he somehow knows that he has chosen a state of self worthy of and adapted to his young master: competent and obedient enough for the prestige the boy wants, yet cocky and contrarian to a fault, difficult and infuriating — something meant to stoke the fire of the boy’s arrogance, to make his noble penchant for entitlement grow fangs of disdain, to pull the worst, most delectable, flaws out of this ridiculously short asthmatic annoyance of a young master. Something ideal, really.
Yet here it is, unable to ever fully become one with himself. It is as if something were missing — but what exactly?
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The answer is, like most things, quite simple.
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Another hard day culminates into a particularly infuriating point.
Lady Elizabeth — bless her soul, Sebastian tells himself with irony dripping from the very thought — comes to visit, and her presence alone is a stronger ill omen than every curse upon the Phantomhive name.
With her come a plethora of issues. The young master stumbles through every interaction with the grace of a blindfolded elephant on a tightrope, the entire place has to be redecorated with garish bows and all sorts of unspeakably pink things, and — the worst part of it all — Sebastian and the earl must pretend he is indeed the Ciel she thinks he is, while the name of the twin who actually stands before her never leaves her lips.
She truly is quite the sweet child, thinking she is sparing her dear friend’s feelings. Infuriating. Sebastian knows the boy agrees — despite his obvious fondness for her — from the way tension seems to spread from the top of his head to the tip of his toes.
And yet, his reaction to Elizabeth and her usual oh, Ciel, won’t yous and Ciel, we shoulds is a far cry from the stiffness with which he greeted her when they were first reunited. Sebastian remembers a boy who barely even responded to what should have been his own name, but what he sees is entirely different: no shying away from her, clear signs of intent listening, and no smile but a somewhat open and attentive expression on his face — somber as usual, yet caring. And he doesn’t flinch at every Ciel anymore.
What an improvement, Sebastian thinks and he finds himself, against all odds, smiling. His master is a quick learner. Perhaps it objectively is not that impressive, but to Sebastian, it feels disproportionately spectacular, and part of him comfortably settles into the feeling of being so foolishly proud of something insignificant.
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Quite simple indeed. What should a butler feel for his prodigious young master, if not pride?
The rest of him should pale in comparison to the need and joy to see the boy succeed — although the accomplishment is, well, identity theft, of all things, it should still be acknowledged — and it does indeed. Sebastian almost forgets himself, forgets his role — both demon and butler — and in those moments he is nothing but the one standing by his boy, and isn’t he doing so well? Does anything matter more than this?
No, nothing does, Sebastian finds himself thinking as he watches the child eat his chocolate cake with too much enthusiasm for it to be proper, especially in front of a lady.
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Day 3: Trick-or-Treat
Autumn. October.
The season and month many mortals seem to love despite the many flaws it could have.
Humans complain over the cold season.
Humans complain of the ghastly things that happen in the night.
Humans complain of the “harsh scares”.
Humans complain about being scared and not scared enough.
Besides popular beliefs, demons like Sebastian aren’t tied to All Hallow’s Eve in the slightest.
During this time, demons do wander about the mortal realm but not to wreak havoc among the humans that he finds so amusing, no no no, but to just… wander. Hell is rather small I have you know!
But ever since becoming a butler to the small human he somewhat grew to respect, he got used to the humoring buzzing in his chest about the ghost stories and impressions of his species to these humans on the night many enjoy and fear.
The butler watched as his young master fixed the gell of his hair that groomed back in a formal attire his aunt would adore to witness, nails painted black like the outfit he wore in a formal frilly design like a haunted doll from the dark shadows of his mind.
Today is the boy’s annual Halloween party he must attend and impress. Despite being in his teens he seems to have this eager joy still while doing these parties and wearing costumes and eating sweets, things Sebastian sadly can’t quite enjoy due to his upbringing but pretend is the most fun a demon can have.
“Do you think Lord Trancy will arrive, Young Master?” Sebastian asked, quirking a smirk at the tease. His little lord has been heavily surprised by how much his heart can handle from little things a certain little circus performer and a certain blond noble boy, his thoughts and smirk only growing in being proven right thanks to Ciel’s ear turning a lovely shade of pinkish-red.
The boy turned his head to his butler in a blushing crazed mad expression, blue eye wide and glaring. “Oh shut up!” He hissed at the demon, only getting a chuckle from Sebastian in return.
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The party was settling in a calming motion, the scent of treats and the fire that burns and crisp in the little bonfires that were made earlier in the night, the cold hair mixing well with the warm ambiance of the crowd of party guests blending well in harmony, the sounds of laughter and fire popping echoing around.
Sebastian worked hard on having the event a fun memory for everyone, making sure every treat was done well and that every inch of the manor’s gardens and halls were decorated accordingly, having such great care and time with every activity and predicted event that will happen in the night so it wouldn’t be ruin by any means.
And yet he lost his Young Master somewhere in the night.
As the butler in black walks around the party, mingling with those who decide to speak to him with a warm smile, his red eyes glance and cross every nook and cranny for the boy wearing an eyepatch.
At long last after what felt like hours he found the boy in the manor’s halls taking a breath. His eyes soften some, same goes for his movements as he watched the teen take a wheezing breath. From all the years he’s known him, he has become more than aware when his Master becomes anxious or upset in crowded events, especially ones where his heart isn’t able to take the haunting memories of what life he had prior the Hell he was in…
Carefully, Sebastian made his way closer and knelt beside Ciel. “Young Master,” He spoke, soft and careful as if the boy was a bird that’ll fly away high any second now with his presence, a gloved hand just on the air to wait for that sense to take action. Once he was sure he was slightly calmer when he’s near, the demon reached up and gently rubbed the silky soft blue gray hair that became somewhat iconic with the noble’s many envious talks about the Phantomhive Estate, sensing the wheezing weak breath under his palm of the frame that shakes on the floor.
“Do you need me to cancel the other plans for tonight?” He asked, curious and generally worried for his Earl’s safety and mental health.
Ciel sighed out, lifting his head from his knees and blinking away swollen tears that were threatening to escape their socket prisons, white powder now slightly messy but luckily not too noticeable for concern of his appearance. His lone blue eye looked up at the older, sighing again as his shoulders slumped. “. . . They looked nice.”
Sebastian’s eyebrow quirked up.
“Pardon, my lord?”
“They looked amazing even!”
Ah, now it makes sense to Sebastian.
He honestly has no right to smile and hold snorts with the idea the first thing his master could muster to say was the costumes Miss Doll and Earl Trancy wore for the party, with the blond wearing a rather simple yet well crafted outfit of a black cloaked creature of the night in dark velvets and ribbons and bows while the tightrope walker wore something that brought flashbacks of the scandal of the Sphere Music Hall’s star theme with silky whites of the gown fluttering musically with the glittering golds and silvers that address and complements her pale and freckled skin and the white roses that wrap her brown hair like a angelic halo humans humor about in pictures, the little Lord Ciel Phantomhive’s personal demon and angel as so.
The teenage boy glared at his butler with flushed cheeks and a hissing tongue, “Oh hush up, you have no right to mock your master about this!”
Sebastian finally let out a chuckle, a small snort leaving out his perfectly shaped thin nose, bringing the hand that was previously petting his master in calm now to his face to hide his crooked giggling grin, “I apologize Young Master, but isn’t tonight a night that’s perfect for this occasion?”
The youthful doll expression twists and turns into a confused sour expression, only to ease and brighten when the butler presents a goodie, an apple coated in caramel and chocolates on a stick, he very obviously snuck off from the public eye.
Blue eye clashing on red ones as the butler spoke again, “After all, aren’t Halloween Parties one of the few places the youths can charm and swoon with one another without other people’s opinions holding them back?”
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Sebastian picked up right where he was left off, handing out goods and compliments to the guests as they enjoy the games and party activities as children run around enjoying the fun memories they’ll keep forevermore and the adults who now have stories to tell to those who somehow missed such an amusing night, his red eyes glancing to the garden’s roses at the three shadows that linger there with muffled noises of voices.
He smiled some seeing as his Young Master ate his apple happily while chatting and laughing with Alois and Doll who seem to enjoy the energy of everything and settle in the quiet area away from everyone else. 
“Well, Happy Halloween, Young Master. I hope you enjoyed the many treats and tricks it had to offer.”
I'm VERY late to the Dadbastian Week event @dadbastianweek2023 is doing but I'll catch up the best I can and if not, here's first entry!
Costumes inspired by this beautifulness:
Doll's
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Alois':
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And I wanted to add nods of officially art so Ciel's and Sebastian's:
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Happy Halloween yall
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anewp0tat0 · 6 months
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Happy Halloween fellas!
and also hello after a little while, naturally I've been a bit preoccupied. the biggest shame is that I wasn't able to participate in all of the dadbastian week days anyway, despite the fact that I had sketched/ideas for all of them... so atleast I'll most likely still post the art someday soon. I'm afraid it's too late for the festivities now though. none the less, I hope everyone is having a very fun and spooky day today ^v^ I'd like to think they're having a good one too
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nippthesillyandroid · 6 months
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Phantomfam time!
My second piece for the @dadbastianweek2023
November 1st - Different kids
A snowy day
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Based on that beautiful chapter cover of the manga
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nullbutler · 8 months
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@cosmiclion. Hiiii sets this down
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cosmiclion · 6 months
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(Late) Dadbastian week: October 30th-Identity
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"What am I? What do I want?"
Aghhh I'm falling behind, fuckin' irl obligations man 😭 Anyway, hope y'all enjoy my second entry for @dadbastianweek2023, in which the trash demon has some ~inner conflict~ (For this one I cheated and used another drawing of mine as reference 🙈).
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dadbastianweek2023 · 6 months
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One Week Left...
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