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plague-of-insomnia · 7 days
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Ciel does not see Sebastian as his father.
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He is actively repulsed by the idea and Yana has shown this explicitly at least twice: once in the Circus Arc and again in the Murder Arc.
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I know there’s a significant segment of the fandom who genuinely believes that Ciel wanted to have Sebastian to replace his dead father, but I disagree strongly, not only because of the above, but also because Yana has shown us that OC was much closer with Tanaka than Vincent.
Besides, if you look at the revisited contract scene from ch 138, it almost seems as if Ciel is not thinking of replacing Vincent when he makes the decision to accept Sebastian’s offer, but in fact is looking for a new protector to replace RC, his dead twin.
It’s impossible to talk about this moment without the gorgeous full-page series from the chapter.
Sebastian offers the contract. Ciel recalls his brother promising to protect him. He gazes out at his brother’s corpse and realizes that his only way forward now is through making a pact with the demon. His brother’s soul is gone already, as is his life.
So Ciel becomes his twin. He takes Sebastian on as his new shield for his revenge. Sebastian may be someone that Ciel relies on, but he is absolutely not his new father figure.
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sebadztian · 2 months
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This particular scene is so annoying to me.
Ciel is being such a gentleman at such a young age, defending a woman from a drunk and a pervert, and ended up getting splashed in the face with champagne/wine/whatever it was - not important.
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And then, the woman's boyfriend tried to defend her honour by throwing a bottle of champagne at the drunk man. Was it gentlemanly? Probably not. But he's angry, you get the point. And that's not my point anyway.
At this, Sebastian jumped in (literally) and caught the bottle before it hit the German guy.
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Yeah, I get it. Can't have the Phantomhive name ruined by having the 'guest of honour' got smacked in the face by a bottle, blah blah blah, but that's not why I find this scene annoying.
You'd think that Irene would have at least thanked Ciel, right? Like, "Oh, my lord! I'm so sorry you got drenched in champagne because of me. Thank you for defending me."
But NO! Not happening at all. I don't see her speaking to Ciel (who's essentially her host too), let alone thanking him. But instead, this happened 👇
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She thanked the bulter instead because of... what exactly? Because he saved the perverted drunk who tried to grope you and every other female in the room?
Or is it because the guy looks like a character from the Oscar Wilde novel?
If you said that she was trying to thank Ciel here, then Ciel would be in the panel box with her, not that elite trash.
Am I missing something here?
Well, Sebastian ignored her and went straight to his master, of course, but her action is... rude? Annoying?
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meowlier · 2 months
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the best day in ciel's life, he had so much fun :)
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glowstick-chomper · 6 months
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yo yo yo answer my kuroshitsuji poll pretty please
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vivi-ships · 11 months
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Ciel becoming more like Sebastian is one of my favorite things
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That smile + head tilt combo is classic Sebastian istg
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natsuki208 · 1 month
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(During the ‘Book of Murder’ in my Dadbastian AU)
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Sebastian: *Gives Ciel the new pillow* Not just any pillow, you might call it a security blanket.
Ciel: No, actually. I would just call it a comfortable pillow.
Sebastian: Is there anything else? A soothing lullaby?
Ciel: Hush you! I never asked you to sing to me, not once!
Sebastian: That’s certainly not true, master. I remember always singing you lullabies ever since you were a baby. Up until you were probably seven…
Ciel: *throws pillow* GET OUT!!
Arthur: …..
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cielphantomhive321 · 3 months
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Book Of Murder.
Original artist: Yana Toboso
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another-kshit-blog · 10 months
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Who is raising this kid to be an imp, I wonder....
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"Ciel" Phantomhive / Our Ciel / O!Ciel
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a-bizarre-doll · 6 months
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I’ve never seen this artwork before, and need to scream about it: LOOK AT THIS TINY OMINOUS BOY AND HIS LARGE OMINOUS OWL
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plague-of-insomnia · 1 year
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Also how Sebastian purposefully redid his death scene to
A) confuse the fuck out of Grey and
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B) to fuck with Ciel’s head (since he mimicked Vincent’s death)
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sebadztian · 10 days
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I hate that Book of Murder is being ostracized...
1. It doesn't get any opening/ending song. Just an instrumental melody when the credits roll. Even BotA has an awesome ending song.
2. It doesn't get any musical
3. Everybody pretends that it doesn't even exist. Crunchyroll doesn't put it on their site. They put Season 2 on there instead. Maybe it's some copyright stuff, I don't know...
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anonymousewrites · 7 months
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One Hell of a Love (Book 2) Chapter Sixteen
Sebastian Michaelis x Demon! Reader
Chapter Sixteen: One Hell of a Hire
Summary: The true surprise visitor is revealed, and the Phantomhive Manor attends Sebastian's funeral.
            “Well, now that the Professor has gone, I shall see to luncheon,” said Sebastian, smiling with (Y/N) as if they hadn’t just scared a man out of his wits and threatened him.
            “Wait,” said Ciel. “I kept silent because it seemed like you purposefully didn’t want to bring it up in front of him, but you haven’t yet explained how Phelps’s murder occurred.”
            “Oh, quite right,” said Sebastian.
            “In an interesting turn of events, Lau had the right idea,” said (Y/N). “We had a surprise visitor.”
            “What?!” cried Ciel.
            “Yes. While I was free to roam before arriving as Jeremy, I caught him and showed him special accommodations here,” said Sebastian, crouching and pulling a crate wrapped in chains from under the table.
            “You did? Oh, good. After seeing his little friend, I thought I’d have to track him through the woods,” said (Y/N).
            “The killer is in there?!” Ciel deadpanned.
            “Yes,” said Sebastian.
            “…Let me see what’s inside,” said Ciel.
            “Are you sure?” said Sebastian.
            “Don’t put on airs, open it!” commanded Ciel.
            “Very well,” said Sebastian, breaking the chain and opening the box.
            Two snakes lunged from the crate at Ciel, and (Y/N) caught them. Ciel jerked back in surprise.
            “Well, they certainly still seem to hold some ill will against you,” remarked (Y/NN), holding the snakes.
            From within the crate, a figure could be seen. (Y/N) nodded as their suspicions were confirmed, and Ciel’s eyes widened.
            “Y-You’re Snake!” he exclaimed.
            Snake, the circus performer, stood in plain clothes, bound in rope and gagged. He glared at the group sullenly.
            “Why are you here?!” demanded Ciel as Sebastian removed the gag.
            “The day after Black, Smile, and Cat snuck into the tents of Joker and the other first-stringers, they all went missing! It must have been your doing! -says Wilde,” said Snake. “So I followed the scent of Smile’s costume and went after him. -says Oscar. We found a townhouse, and two helpful men thought we were friends of Smile ‘Ciel’ and brought us here. -says Emily.”
            (Y/N), Sebastian, and Ciel deadpanned. Of course Agni and Soma had gotten it wrong.
            “Those fools!” Ciel gritted his teeth.
            “All the same, there is nothing we can do to rectify that now,” said Sebastian.
            “Soma really is too friendly,” said (Y/N).
            Ciel coughed and faced Snake again. “Uh, so, you’re saying they vanished because of us?”
            “Yes! The minute you three joined our troupe, they all started acting strange! -says Wordsworth. I knew somehow that Joker and the others were hiding something from me.” Snake looked down. “But! They called me their comrade and their friend even though I looked like this. They said we were family. You stole them from me! I’ll never forgive you for that! -says Wilde.”
            Poor thing. He had no idea what they were doing, thought (Y/N).
            Ciel enlightened Snake. “Your circus troupe was kidnapping children one after another from each stop on its tour. We joined up with you to seize any evidence of those crimes.”
            “Joker and the others were kidnappers…?” Snake’s eyes widened. “L-Lies! You’re trying to trick me with your nonsense! -says Oscar.”
            “Nonsense? Perhaps,” said Ciel. “Before I could gather the necessary proof, my identity was discovered, and they disappeared. In that sense, I may had indeed stolen your peace away. But I also wanted to rescue the children who were suffering because of your friends.”
            Sebastian and (Y/N) glanced at Ciel. So that was the story he was going with. Now that was a lie that could blow up in his face if it were discovered.
            “Naturally,” continued Ciel. “I would like to rescue you as well.”
            Snake watched in surprise as Ciel freed him. “What do you think you’re doing?! -says Wilde.”
            “Young Master!” warned Sebastian.
            “Snake,” said Ciel. He extended a hand. “Come to my manor.”
            Sebastian and (Y/N) blinked.
            “What are you saying?! -says Keats,” said Snake.
            “Didn’t you hear me? I said I would like to rescue you,” said Ciel. “Even now, we’re still on the hunt for Joker and company. Of course, I ask for the sake of solving the case, but…don’t you think that staying here would be the shortest route to seeing them again?”
            Lies like these always end up causing trouble. (Y/N) narrowed their eyes slightly.
            “Having lived with them in the circus, I know they’re not evil,” said Ciel. “They were nice to everyone they met and cheerful to boot. That’s why I want them to atone for their sins and obtain true happiness. All of them, including you.”
            “Including me…” Snake’s eyes fell to the ground. He reached out and took Ciel’s hand.
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            “I never imagined you would install him in the manor,” said Sebastian as they left the greenhouse, leaving Snake to relax within.
            “It’s better than setting him free and having him make attempt after attempt on my life,” said Ciel. “His ability to manipulate snakes seems like it might come in handy as well. Besides, I’ve been wanting a pet.”
            “You lied to him,” said (Y/N). “Aren’t you concerned about the possible consequences?”
            “If I continue the ‘lie,’ it will eventually become the ‘truth,’ ” said Ciel. “It’s just a matter of swallowing it all up in the end.”
            “…Quite,” said Sebastian.
            (Y/N) wasn’t nearly so convinced.
            “More importantly, how do you explain yourself to the other servants?” said Ciel.
            “Ah, yes, they don’t know I’m alive…” said Sebastian.
            “I have an idea,” said (Y/N). They grinned. “And you’ll have fun, Sebastian.”
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            Inside a coffin, Sebastian lay still as Agni, Tanaka, Baldroy, and Finny carried him from the church to the grave. Undertaker stood beside the gravestone, for once somber, and Elizabeth held back tears until they bubbled over. Finny and Mey-Rin were already sobbing, and the tears streamed down their faces as the coffin was lowered into the grave and covered by dirt.
            “Ciel!” She embraced him. “Sebastian is such a liar! He vowed he would never leave your side. How could he do this?!”
            Soma grabbed him from the other side. “Don’t cry, Ciel! ‘Cos we’ll always be together, okay? Forever and ever!”
            “Both he and I are truly fortunate to have people who care so much for us so much,” said Ciel. “Come, let’s return to the house.”
            The group turned from the grave, huddled in a group of black.
            Then the bell rang.
            (Y/N) smirked but let Finny be the one to turn in curiosity.
            “The bell on the headstone is ringing…?” Finny blinked. “But there’s not even a breeze.”
            “Oh, dear. Oh, dear.” Undertaker chuckled. “Is this really any time to be cooling your heels? That bell ringing, why…it means he’s still alive.”
            “Dig it up!” cried Agni, Finny, and Baldroy. They ran forward with the shovels they had just buried Sebastian in. Finny ripped open the coffin, and Sebastian sat up.
            “Goodness,” he remarked. “I finally managed to get out of that. Everyone al—Eh?”
            While (Y/N) grinned, Mey-Rin, Finny, Baldroy, and Elizabeth tackled Sebastian in a hug. They wailed and cried their thanks and worry over him as they refused to let him get out of their hold.
            “Everyone, please calm yourselves,” sighed Sebastian, unable to escape the affection.
            “Glad we went with a safety coffin!” chirped Undertaker.
            “How lucky,” said (Y/N) brightly.
            “This is a miracle!” cried Agni, crying in joy. “Oh, gods! I thank you!”
            “Whew,” sighed Sebastian after he extricated him from the group and left them to cry for joy against each other. “What a relief to have fooled them with that level of shock tactic.” He glanced at (Y/N). “Though I believe you intended for me to be attacked.”
            “With hugs? Oh, absolutely,” said (Y/N) brightly. “It was entertaining.”
            “Sebastian.” Tanaka walked up to Sebastian. “I return this to you.” He pinned the butler emblem onto Sebastian’s tailcoat. “This is the proof that you are the butler to the Earl of Phantomhive. And right now, it belongs on your chest alone.” He smiled before turning away. “The butler of the Phantomhive family is not permitted to pass away before his master does. Remember that!”
            “And so, Sebastian, from this day forth, you are my butler once more,” said Ciel.
            Sebastian knelt and put a hand to his chest. ((Y/N) decided that although they had liked Sebastian leaning over them, him on his knees was nice) “Yes, my Lord. I shall devote myself wholly to serving you until the day when lies become truth comes to pass.” He smirked before standing. He paused and called to Elizabeth, “Oh, yes, Lady Elizabeth. Excuse me for my impertinence, but please allow me to correct you on one small matter.”
            Elizabeth blinked. “Did I say something?”
            Sebastian winked and put a finger to his lip. “I never tell lies.”
            (Y/N) grinned. Sebastian was well and truly back.
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            “So, Snake is getting along with everyone,” said (Y/N). “What a relief after all that hard work.”
            “If I recall, I was the one who had to die,” said Sebastian in amusement. He sighed dramatically. “And you shed hardly a tear for me.”
            “Well, you weren’t dead,” said (Y/N), rolling their eyes. They smirked. “What a pity for Earl Grey when he finds out.”
            “Yes, I imagine he’ll be frustrated,” said Sebastian. He rather enjoyed the idea.
            “After causing you all that trouble, he deserves it,” said (Y/N). “He was quite brutal with you.”
            “And yet it still didn’t cause any grief in you,” sighed Sebastian.
            “Again, you weren’t dead,” chided (Y/N). “And you can handle a bit of pain.”
            “No sympathy?” Sebastian tilted his head and smirked. “You truly are a heartless demon.”
            “Who taught me to be that?” said (Y/N). They sighed. “But if you insist upon me humoring you, then yes, I wouldn’t be pleased if you died.” They glanced at him. “You’re my only friend, after all.”
            Sebastian paused, not anticipating the honesty. “You wouldn’t be pleased?”
            “Sebastian, you know I wouldn’t,” said (Y/N). They loved him. To lose him would be unthinkable. “I mean, I didn’t like seeing you in a coffin. Demons like us don’t deserve to be placed in little boxes.”
            “You didn’t enjoy your time in a coffin? Not ornate enough for someone like you?” said Sebastian with a smirk.
            “I didn’t go in a coffin,” said (Y/N). “Remember? I burned to death.”
            “Occasionally the humans still bury burned bodies, if I recall correctly,” said Sebastian.
            “Oh, they made sure there was nothing left of me,” said (Y/N). Their gaze was far away for a moment, and Sebastian realized he had touched too far. They snapped out of it and smiled at him. “Anyways, better not to be stuck in a coffin. Who else would torment humans if I’m not here?” They turned away and walked to their chores, clearly not looking to speak more.
            Sebastian watched them go. What was their human life? And what humans should I tear apart for daring to harm my love?
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bapydemonprincess · 3 months
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Imagine Grelle briefly popping in at the manor around the Book of Murder arc because of the weird wombo combo of deaths listed for that night and... wait... INCLUDING SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS??
And when she arrives she comes face to face with some charming older man named Jeremy who meets her in the rain as if he heard she was coming, and he smiles amiably with a twinkle in those eyes and tells her.
"Fear not, madam. I have it on good authority that the tangles and twists going on under this mansion roof will work themselves out post haste."
And Grelle tries to come off as unbothered, waving him off.
"Ooh, I'm sure they will, good sir. I'm sure they will. This isn't my first dive into the doom and gloom of Phantomhive Manor.."
"Then whatever could have brought you out here, then, might I ask. Surely with that fine lovely suit you're wearing, you are a busy lady, I imagine."
"W-Well, yes, normally.." Grelle cannot believe this. This classy gent is taking her for a turn! Even if... unintentionally. Almost as if it comes naturally...
"However there's a man that works in the service under the Earl here, and I... erm.. fancy him you could say, hehee.."
DID YOU JUST GIGGLE GRELLE, LIKE A LITTLE GIRL???
"Ahh," Mr. Rathbone responds... Pauses as if in thought; as if caught off guard, and then.. his visage seems to turn solemn, eyes closing, head bowing.
"This man wouldn't happen to possibly be the head butler, would he?"
Grelle flounders and merely hums her ascent, nodding. She cannot, for the death of her, get over her own current state!
"Hmph, well, I'm afraid I must inform you that.. that very man has perished this evening. After a surprise attack last night on his evening patrol, while he was stoking one of the fireplaces."
"THAT-" Grelle shouts outright at first, looking absolutely scandalized by this news, finger pointing accusingly at the Vicar.
"That... that isn't true." She goes on, voice lower, shakier, but still firm.
The man still has his eyes closed. Not budging nor flinching an inch.
"I'm afraid it is, my dear. I've seen his lifeless form with my own eyes, by now. Though I was not present at the time of his death's discovery, everyone else in this manor was, and if you wish, you yourself can slip in to ask.."
He does then open one eye, that pins the reaper in place with it's stern and serious look.
"Might I suggest in particular the other servants that served under him, for they will most definitely will have something to say, I believe, to anyone who'd object to this wretched truth they must now live with."
His other eye opens then too, and his stern look appears even sterner.. If that is possible.
"Or perhaps the boy Earl himself who now appears even younger, weaker, without that butler by his side."
Grelle still frowned, having crossed her arms tightly during his spiel, and merely stared him down.
Gone was the floundering brief glimpse of a debutante-like version of herself.
And here stood a woman with even more questions than before.
"I'll have you know, Mister Jeremy, this butler in particular that I speak of, and I know is much more formidable than you've likely imagined possible. He. Can't. Be. Dead. It's.... IT'S. JUST. NOT. POSSIBLE, do you hear me??"
And again, the man still stood perfectly in place, not even blinking before the enraged woman as she snarled her insistences through sharp gritted teeth.
"Oh yes, I can hear you quite well, my dear. But it appears to me as if there's a clear barrier between what I'm telling you and what you are hearing. And perhaps it could be the wretched weather we are currently prithee to, or perhaps it's something possibly.. unseen at work. Like a certain foolish human device in ones chest cavity shouting above my words, drowning them out. But there's unfortunately nothing I can do about that. And alas,"
He swiftly took out a pocket watch, and checked the time.
"I must leave you to return to the others. As I explained earlier I've put it upon myself to help the Earl and his remaining guests solve this case, so,"
He clapped it shut, and looked up at the reaper again.
"I wish you well, madam, and pray that if perhaps we next meet it'll be on better terms. For both our sakes."
And his smile then at her was as smooth as a pearl, eyes closed and cheery wrinkles presenting themselves even more so.
He means only the best.. A voice insisted to Grelle, and she found her muscles relaxing.
Her eyebrows remained firmly pressed down, though, her mouth a single line.
"Yes," she heard her own voice murmur over the rumble of thunder, "for both our sakes, indeed."
And she automatically turned away as the man himself turned too.
Both parties quietly trudging away from the scene.
And yet Grelle's mind spun round and round at break-neck speed.
Something was definitely up here. For there was too many peculiar things going on in this one moment alone!
This Jeremy himself. A Vicar?? At Ciel Phantomhive's place?? In the middle of this storm that had likely been going on since earlier that day.. No, even since yesterday Grelle was certain the rain had been falling.
And his stance. How he was the one to come to her in this moment. Not any other servants! He was merely visiting wasn't he?? He surely wasn't planning on staying much longer after this event!
And and and..
Grelle wanted to hold her head and curl up.
He... He was either ACTUALLY the one somehow to KILL SEBASTIAN or.... or... OR....
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....
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The pocket watch.
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catdemontraphouse · 8 months
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Would you be interested in a Kuroshitsuji tarot with the full 78 cards, and how much would you be willing to pay for it (not including shipping)
(Most independently published tarot decks start at 40 USD, for some reason they’re extremely expensive to print?? It’s very disheartening so I wanna make sure anyone even wants this thing before I waste time on it)
Would feature characters such as but not limited to:
OCiel, Grelle, Sebastian the demon, Sebastian the dog, Undertaker, RCiel, Alois, Snake, William spears, Finny, Othello, Ran Mao,Bard, Lizzy, Soma, Agni, Madam Red, Harcourt, Bitter bunny, Claude, Doll, Sieglinde, Charles grey, Ronald Knox, Beast, Joker, Viscount Druitt,
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reine-du-sourire · 8 months
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Underrated manga panel
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