#ciel recipe

[iona-xiv]

— B A S I C S

Name: Iona Edelweiss

Nicknames: Little Sparrow, Edelweiss, Rabbit.

Age: 30+

Nameday: 13th Sun of First Umbral Moon

Race: Viera, Veena

Gender: Female 

Orientation: Bicurious

Profession: Retired Dancer, Adventurer, Barkeeper

— P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair: Chocolate brown hair, natural hair color is white

Eyes: Light Violet

Skin: Fair skin 

Tattoos/scars: a few scars from martial arts training but nothing to write home about.

— F A M I L Y

Parents: unknown, but believes they are dead - has an adoptive father whose whereabouts are unknown as well.

Siblings: No siblings that she's aware of.

Grandparents: None that she's aware of

 In-laws and Other:  She's in a complicated situation with her estranged husband, who's been missing in action for a while. She's torn between waiting for her husband and embracing the Pirate who's managed to mend a piece of her heart. Juggling between waiting for his return and exploring this unexpected new connection. She's caught amid tangled emotions. (lol I got carried away)

Pets: not really her pet but a small sparrow that appears once in a while.

— S K I L L S

Abilities: Dance, Martial arts, Mixing drinks, making people feel comfortable. 

Hobbies: performing morning callisthenics, crafting new drink recipes, shopping.

— T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: open-minded, imaginative and creative, empathetic and compassionate towards others, energetic and enthusiastic.

Most Negative Trait: restless and quick to feel dissatisfied, can get emotionally overwhelmed, impulsive.

— L I K E S

Colors: Hunter Green, Jet Black, Pearl White, Dalamud Red, Gloom Purple

Smells: Vanilla, crisp air of the forest, Rain, Fresh bread, and sea air

Textures: smooth, soft, slick and fuzzy 

Drinks: Gridanian and Coerthas Coffees, Doman Tea, Ishgardian Mulled Wine

— O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes: No, but doesn't mind if others do it around her. 

Drinks: Yes, she is a social drinker and can be an emotional drinker (It's a rare happening when she feels she is in the depths of despair and needs an escape)

Drugs: Has had no reason to want to try or do any.

Mount Issuance:  She prefers to walk, but It would be her Chocobo - Melonge

Been Arrested: Yes but escaped before booking

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#ffxiv #ff14 #final fantasy 14 #final fantasy xiv #iona #viera #veena #ffxiv oc #ffxivmeme

[midnight-in-town]

Hello. I love your blog very much, honestly, thank you for sharing your ideas, theories... My first language is not English, so excuse me if you don't understand everything I'm going to say. It's about Black Butler... I've been thinking and I would like to know what do you think, about the idea of the end of Kuroshitsuji where O!Ciel gives his soul to Sebastian, but his physical body becomes resurrected just like his twin brother? Do you see that idea possible? Do you think O!Ciel would learn how to live for himself and not for revenge??

Hey Anon ! Don't worry, my first language isn't English either and your English is very good ! :))

Thank you very much for reading and for the nice words (^3^) that question is very interesting.

First of all, I'd like to remind you that, for now, my favorite possible ending for Kuroshitsuji would be Seb not getting to eat our!Ciel's soul, whether our!Ciel survives or dies at the end.

Aside from that, I don't think our!Ciel's meant to become a bizarre doll, mostly because bizarre dolls are a plot point correlated with not mourning one's grief and being unable to move on.

Take UT who made it happen,

take Queen Victoria who's interested in it (for war and maybe to bring Albert back),

take any of the Parliamentarians who were afraid to die,

take even Bizarre Dolls themselves who are perfect if they have a lot of "yearning for the future"...

...and you have the main recipe for antagonists in Kuroshitsuji (UT perhaps being the sole exception since Yana said "he may not be exactly an antagonist").

Our!Ciel himself is a main character obsessed with living to get his revenge, with finding out what happened to his family 4 years ago, knowing very well that, through his contract with Seb, that means giving up voluntarily on his happiness and hope for his future.

For me, what makes Kuroshitsuji such a good story is that it establishes, despite having a demon eating souls as its main character, that getting obsessed about revenge is not a good thing, because ultimately one has to move on with their life.

Mourning is painful and takes time, but it's a process that is necessary if one intends to move on. The Bizarre Doll project in all its aspects is the antithesis of that and that's why I don't think our!Ciel, whom the story establishes is on the wrong path for being revenge-obsessed, is meant to become one.

In fact, it's because real!Ciel is a potential big bad antagonist (please read the RCMT recap post, in case you don't understand what I mean) that he's the one who became a Bizarre Doll. Just like Queen Victoria being in a contract with a demon and possibly the culprit behind Vincent's and Rachel's murders is paralleling our!Ciel wanting revenge through a contract with a demon like Seb.

It's all about parallels and about our!Ciel facing people who made the wrong choices before him, hence why 1) I'm hoping that Seb won't get to eat his soul, because 2) our!Ciel will finally admit that losing his soul to Seb is not what he wants, since only living for revenge is not exactly living in the first place [x][x] and breaking the cycle of revenge his family was caught into is perhaps his fate.

The way I see things, Yana hinting that UT may not exactly be a villain is because UT is the only character affiliated with the BD project who will maybe realize that, by not mourning dead Phantomhives, he'll lose the ones who are still alive (our!Ciel, Frances, Liz, Ed).

TL;DR for me the story calls for the failure and destruction of the BD project first and for our!Ciel to give up on the contract with Seb second, because moving on is ultimately what Kuroshitsuji is about (and don't even get me started on the fall of the Shinigami organization for the exact same reason).

So I don't know if our!Ciel will survive this story, but I certainly hope he won't become a BD, because thematically it makes no sense ! As always, I could be wrong though.

I hope I answered your questions ? Thank you again for reading and for the sweet words !! Have a good day. :))

#kuroshitsuji #ciel phantomhive #undertaker #sebastian michaelis #queen victoria #2CT #blue revenge arc #rcmt #kuroshitsuji theory #ending of kuro #anon #answers #my analysis

[imagineanime2022]

Sebastian Meets Satan's Cats

No Pairing.

Word Count: 784

Requested: Anon

Request: Ok but I can so see Sebastian and Satan bonding over cats, like a fellow cat appreciater? Satan won't say no to that!

Sebastian was sure that he could hear them, the only thing that he missed about the human world, there were cats somewhere in the house, he saw the fluffy tail disappear around the corner, hear the soft meow from rooms he had never been in however that morning he was out in the gardens, getting what he needed to make breakfast for Ciel, he had sent some time getting a small garden started so that he could cook meals from the human realm, he saw the small fluffy creature and dropped the tomatoes that he was gathering, his eyes glazing over as he walked towards the little cat. The cat meowed before making it’s way towards Sebastian “Aren’t you the cutest creature.” He swooned as he picked up the cat pressing it to his face as he tickled behind his ears, losing all track of time.

You stretched as you walked out of Satan’s bedroom, it had been the night that you shared the room with him, you were both relatively early risers, Satan usually got up a little earlier than you because of the cats waking him, this morning however none of them seemed to be bothering you, you both got up and decided to go looking for them, fearing that they had gotten into trouble in the hours that you had left them unattended. You took a little longer than Satan would have liked so he started looking without you heading down to the kitchen first, what he found there made him stop in his tracks. Sebastian was in the kitchen, he seemed to be putting small amounts of cream into dishes and giving one of each of the cats that had flocked around his feet. “They’ll get used to that if you aren’t careful.” Satan said as he leant against the doorframe, the cats looked over at him, meowing some moving over to rub against his leg before going back to their treat. “They belong to you?” Sebastian asked. “Mm, my brothers don’t like them so I can only let them roam the house when they aren’t home, they usually live in my room.” Satan explained as he walked towards one of the cupboards for something he could use to make breakfast for you and himself. It wasn’t his turn to make breakfast but he would be damned if he’s eating whatever Mammon decided to put on the table that morning and he wouldn't be subjecting you to that either. “The young master is the same. He much preferred to have a Hellhound in his gardens then a cat in his manor.” Sebastian said, his nose wrinkling at the mention of the hellhound. “Hm. If that bothers you, you don’t want to know what Lucifer keeps in the basement.” Satan muttered as he finished constructing what looked like a very appetizing breakfast. “Excuse me?” Sebastian asked as he stopped moving around the kitchen to fix Satan with a look that demanded he tell him what was in the basement. “Have you ever met Cerberus?” Satan asked. “Your brother keeps that monster in my basement?” He asked. “Mm.” Satan hummed, Sebastian learned from his small time talking to the 4th born that he settled for the least words he could when conveying information. Cerberus had been an uncontrollable beast before he left, yet another show of strength from the oldest of the demon brothers. “Where did you get the cream?” “You know what Cream is?” Sebastian asked. “I read.” Satan said as if providing an explanation for his knowledge. “It’s from the human realm so I don’t understand where- You made it?” Satan asked. “It’s one of the more simple recipes within the human realm.” Sebastian shrugged. “Cat’s are fond of the cream and milk from the human realm.” “I see that.” Satan nodded. “I can leave you the recipe, I’m sure that Lady (Y/N) would be happy to taste test for you.” Sebastian said before turning, seemingly producing a piece of paper out of nowhere and handing it to him. “I’d be more than happy to.” Your voice sounded as you walked into the kitchen happy to see one of the brothers getting on with the new arrivals especially after a week of them being there. Satan handed you a plate pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Thank you.” “Come on, let's go and sit down.” Satan guided you towards the dining room with a quick glance at the cats all making their way back into the garden to lay to clean themselves and sleep the day away.

If Sebastian loved his cats as much as he did, he could tolerate his existence… As long as he didn’t steal them.

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[sleepingdeath-light]

relationship hcs ; agni

requested by ; mod / self indulgent

fandom(s) ; black butler

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; agni

outline ; “dating headcanons for agni”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

agni is the most loving and attentive partner that you could possibly hope for — someone who loves you wholly and unconditionally, who supports you in everything you wish to pursue, who is consistently mindful of your boundaries and wishes, who is proud to be with you and who never fails to step up when you’re unwell or upset

when it comes to pet names his favourites for you are ‘mera pyaar’, ‘jaanu’ and ‘my dear’ — he mostly defaults to his native language when he’s complimenting you or referring to you in an affectionate manner, but he has picked up a few english terms of endearment that he’s grown quite fond of using with you

whenever you’re injured or unwell (be that due to physical sickness, mental illness, or a chronic flare up) he will tend to your every need (even more so than usual): managing and tracking all of your symptoms, fluffing your pillows, fetching new blankets, helping manage your temperature, massaging away any aches or pains, making sure you take any medication exactly when you need to, helping you get enough rest, making you your favourite foods, making sure you stay hydrated, helping you keep clean, etc, etc.

he makes it known that he thinks you’re extremely attractive to him and isn’t shy about complimenting you — be that on a new hairdo, your outfit, or just your general appearance — and he’s always extremely earnest and genuine in what he says (yes he might be a bit over the top in how he says it but he wholeheartedly believes what he’s saying and will insist upon it — even if you don’t believe him when he says that you’re incredibly ‘beautiful’/‘handsome’/‘attractive’ depending on what sorts of descriptors you prefer)

his main love language is acts of service and he loves being able to take care of his loved ones (you and soma, mainly) — he learns the recipes for all of your favourite meals, remembers everything you mention liking so that he can get you the best gifts for your birthdays/holidays, tends to you when you’re unwell or in poor spirits, etc.

and if you start to take care of him as well, even if he’s a bit reluctant at first, he’d absolutely melt and get extremely emotional as he’s looked after (especially if you’re very physically affectionate as well)

he prefers to keep pda to a socially acceptable level, and minimal if he’s working since he has to focus on taking care of soma, but he’s always happy to peck you on the temple, the top of the head or across your fingertips if he has a moment

he’s an early riser and if you’re the sort who prefers to wake up a bit after sunrise then he’ll gently kiss your forehead and tuck you back in bed — eventually returning with a cup of your preferred morning beverage and a very cheerful, of quiet, ‘good morning’

when you cuddle he prefers to take on a role that allows him to hold you and keep you close — whether that’s big spoon or him just laying on his back with you curled up against his side/on his chest — because he likes feeling as if he’s protecting you

if you want to learn from him (be that cooking, his native language, or another skill of his) then he’s happy to teach you — agni has the patience of a saint and will offer encouragement, praise and feedback throughout (giving you the space to learn and to grow without judgement whilst also keeping you on the right track)

sometimes he’ll zone out and just stare at you with this really soft lovey-dovey expression on his face when he’s meant to be working and several people have picked up on it — with some lovingly teasing him for it (ciel, soma, sebastian, and bard) and others finding it adorable (mey rin, finny, and lizzy)

agni doesn’t have a jealous bone in his body and trusts you completely, letting you handle any interactions you’re in and only ever stepping in himself if you look uncomfortable, the other party appears to be threatening you, or if you ask him to lend you a hand — and if it comes down to it he’s going to protect you as best he can because that is his duty as your partner (as he’s sure you’d do the same in return)

#sleepingdeath #gender neutral reader #fluff #fluff hcs #black butler fluff #black butler x reader #kuroshitsuji fluff #kuroshitsuji x reader #agni x reader #agni fluff #black butler agni x reader #black butler agni fluff #kuroshitsuji agni x reader #kuroshitsuji agni fluff

[ieatcocoa]

Moe's Cookbook (´ ˘ `)

Hello and welcome to my blog ! Here you can find my masterlist as some general information !

Ingredients

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I write exclusively for Hazbin but that is subject to change based on my hyperfixations. Dw I'm balls deep rn so this isn't going anywhere.

My requests/asks are currently open and I'll try to get to as many as I can when I am able to !

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Recipes

Main Story !

The Moirai's Loom

Alastor x POC! Reader

You, a victim of forced relocation, head south in search of a potential job opportunity. Never would you have expected to get caught up with the likes of New Orleans favorite radio host. Perhaps it was fate?

One Shots !

Sweeter Than Hunny

Alastor x Reader

In which Alastor indulges in your sweet tooth.

A Lasting Impression

Lucifer x OC x Lilith

Ciel is an upcoming overlord in the Pride Ring, yearning to expand her influence she receives an invitation to the yearly gala...

Taste Testers

General Information about Alastor

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[saruin]

Hellooo consider this an open invitation to talk about Ciel if you want! I'll take any crumbs of info or pics you have♡♡

His full name is Ciel Frossard Aveline Ténèbres

He was born partially blind but now his sight is completely gone -> he use to have the ability to see powerful entities but can not any more.

His birthday is on April 1st, which makes him an Aries

He is skilled at fighting, his weapon of choice is a rapier, which he privately named Marron Glacé* *his mother was the daughter of a chef and when he was very young she let him help around the kitchen (so that they could spend time together and so that he could train his motor skills) one of the first recipes she taught him was that of marron glacés

His weapon has magical abilities: it can control and create Ice

Despite being cold and standoffish he has a good sense of humor and likes things that could be considered childish

He was a part of a religious organization/cult that manipulated him for decades into slaughtering all types of magical and mythical entities (which is ironic considering he is a magical creature himself, however far removed)

He has a complicated relationship with Zimri: they were both part of the same organization/cult and escaped together

Due to some shared interests, he became good friends with Toirneach

He is bilingual and speaks perfect French + English (though he does pronounce some words with an accent)

#saruin answers #my simbs #sim: ciel #i wanted to add more fun stuff but can't think of any right now

[abybweisse]

Ch195 (p4), Pomeranian crisis

The staff are freaking out, and it turns out it's just because there's been a change to the dessert menu for the Pomeranian class today. Lemon drizzle cake has been changed to lemon tart.

And Doll also takes this very seriously... also suggesting that these changes occur sometimes (though no one says who's ordering the change). What the head matron is holding must be either the order itself that's making the change... or it's the recipe card for the drizzle cake they just made.

Snake doesn't see much difference between the two because they are both lemon flavored. Truth is, they do have very different preparations. Still, this shouldn't be a cause for such upheaval, even though they'd already made the drizzle cake. Perhaps it's because the change has been made so late in the day, and lemon tarts need time to set. More specifically, they don't have the lemon curd prepared, and that will take time. Plus they will now have to make a bunch of pastry crusts for the tarts.

The weirdest part of all this is when one lady drops the drizzle cake, everyone stops and stares at Snake, and Doll says she can't overlook what he's just said. She says "This is everything about us and this orphanage." So, I'm thinking that changes to the menus for Pomeranian class are a thing that happen frequently, and they have to jump to it to get those changes made. Where the orders come from, we don't yet know, but they seem to be part of the "program" around there. The staff are expected to make all those changes... and might also be expected to make a fuss each time. That could be part of the "joke", if you will. Which makes me wonder if the order comes from real Ciel or even Undertaker himself.

And who is the chef? Watch the chef turn out to be someone we've seen before. Another reaper, by any chance?!?

But did Snake's comment about the lemon desserts just get him and Finny kicked back out? Perhaps they can "redeem" themselves by (somehow) helping the staff get the lemon tarts made?

And yeah, even with the cover page, title page, copyright page, etc... it's only 13 pages total.

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #ch195 #chapter release #chapter review #chapter analysis #snake #doll #finny #finnian #orphanage #fol orphanage #pomeranian #desserts #food #lemon drizzle cake #lemon tart #undertaker #real ciel #ciel phantomhive #bizarre doll ciel #dec 19 2022 #part four #part 4 #page count

[fallenrayvens]

I’m having a hard time figuring out some things about what is actually needed for summoning a demon in the Kuroshitsuji canon, so I’m turning to fan opinion and headcanons instead.

Do you guys think any of the stuff the cultists did were actually a requirement? Or was the summoning all of o!Ciel’s doing (besides not actually being the one killing his brother, of course). I’m not talking about anything that comes after the summoning btw, just the summoning itself.

What do you all believe the recipe to summon a demon would be within Kuroshitsuji?

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[natsuki208]

Bluebird’s Special Day! 💒

Time flies so fast, doesn’t it? Sebastian feels like it was yesterday when he brought his little baby boy into his arms for the first time, and now he’s seeing him walk down the aisle with the love of his life.

The sky is clear blue and the sun is brighter than ever; perfect weather for such a special occasion today.

Sebastian Michaelis is overwhelmed with complicated emotions, he’s been feeling like this for the past few days. On one hand, this is the most proud he has ever been, but on the other the sense of sadness can’t be avoided. It can’t be helped since today’s the day when his son will finally be wedded.

It still feels like yesterday when Sebastian held his child in his arms for the first time; so tiny and fragile, those big blue eyes looking up at him as to say he needs him. The first time he smiled and giggled play in his mind, his first word being ‘Papa’ ring in his ears, they were very rare times in Sebastian’s life where he felt genuinely happy.

Now they’re all only memories to hold onto.

Sebastian’s thoughts are suddenly interrupted by a dirty blonde man waving his hand in front of his face.

“Ya feelin’ okay, Sebastian?”

The demon looked ahead in surprise, the faithful chef Bardroy is giving a concerned expression at him.

“*ahem* Yes, I’m doing alright. I was merely scheduling the plans in my head.” Sebastian casually lies to the man in front, spreading a fake smile on his lips.

“Okay. It seemed to me that there’s somethin’ troublin’ ya…”

“I said I’m fine. Is that clear?”

Bardroy quickly nods. Sebastian can’t help but notice that the dirty blonde is carrying his typical flamethrower in his hand, his fake smile fades away and crosses his arms disappointedly.

“What are you planning to do with that this time?”

“Oh, this? Ah reckon it can be useful to bake the wed-din cake much faster. We do have a lot to do today.” He smirks proudly, ready to demonstrate his so called advantage.

Before he can do anything, Sebastian grabs the flamethrower right out of Bardroy’s grip. “No. You are not starting a fire on the most important day of my son’s life.”

“Huh? But…”

“No excuses. Now do please follow the recipe book like a normal chef would. Everything has to be perfect.”

The glaring red eyes sends a shiver down the man’s spine. He sighs in defeat. “A-Alright.”

The demon leaves him be now for him to get started, he would assist but shamefully has other errands to attend to. He then talks to Mey-Rin who’s been struggling to get her bride’s maid dress on for hours, he calls in Paula to help and later fix her mess of a hairstyle properly. He tries his best not to hurt Finny’s feelings to insists on being the flower girl (because he likes flowers) and quickly states ‘It’s not traditional, but sure.’ which made the boy really happy. Lastly, checks to see how his new daughter-in-law is feeling, it’s informed to him Elizabeth Midford is both overjoyed yet anxious so he passes on the message that everything will be okay.

~

Now that all preparations are complete, Sebastian goes outside for a moment to compose himself. All the guests are now arriving one by one including Elizabeth’s family and other people his son is close to.

The sun is just in the right place in the sky: nearly setting causing the sky to become bright orange. This reminds Sebastian of those days where his little bluebird would always get tired at this time of day and he then carried him off to bed, humming a little lullaby. Even after all these years, after every trial and error, the demon can never regret the decision he made to take his human child in as his own. Not even now where it all comes to an end.

He continues to stare at the sunset until he heard the sound of footsteps approaching him. Sebastian turns around and the very person he’s thinking of is standing before him - his son Ciel Phantomhive. The young man is wearing his finest suit, his hair is perfectly washed and brushed, and his face has the softest smile Sebastian has seen in a while.

“Hello father…” Ciel speaks quietly. The man’s eyes are full of joy and nervousness all at once, this immediately tells Sebastian that he wants to speak with him. But first he wants to admire his son’s groom wear.

“My Ciel, look at that velvet suit. You look remarkable in it.”

“Th-thank you. D-Do you mind if I chat with you before the ceremony?”

Just as he predicted. “But of course, about what?”

Ciel steps closer to allow his father to hear him better. “Well first off, I appreciate all the hard work you and the servants have put in to making this place perfect enough for today.” The honesty in his voice is crystal clear, but so is the sign of grief. “However… there’s been something bothering me recently.”

Sebastian shakes his head. “Look, I wanted to talk Finnian out of being the flower girl but he was insistent and…”

“No, not that. It’s…” He pauses. “I’m… I’m scared.”

The demon’s smile fades. Ciel barely shows any other emotions around people these days, even around him, so it’s surprising that he’s admitting the feeling of anxiety now. Sebastian goes full on parent mode and makes a assumption.

“My child. There’s no need to feel that way. You said it yourself that you feel deep affection for Elizabeth, and you admitted that you want to make up for putting your responsibilities before her. And of course you know she still feels the same for you no matter what, you two will be okay.”

Ciel looks down and the ground, still in sorrow. “Thank you, but… I-I was more of talking about you.”

Sebastian remains silent again.

“I know after we completed the contract that you then decided to not consume my soul, allowing me to live my life, but… do you really have to leave?”

Those memories from just a month ago comes back to the demon. After nearly nineteen years of raising his human child he couldn’t bring himself to take his soul, and so he risks letting him go and returning to hell. But poor Ciel wasn’t ready yet, so he made one last demand:

‘You are not allowed to leave until you’ve seen me on my wedding day! That is an order!’

So the two made their agreement and Sebastian thought that was it; but his son is still clearly fearful of what’s next for him.

Sebastian gives a soft smile and turns Ciel’s head back to him, staring kindly into his eyes including the one where the seal used to be.

“Ciel, you much more of a young man than you realise. You’re certainly much stronger than you were years ago, yet you still have a life to live. Surely it’s more personal feelings as to why I spared your soul, but my point still stands. I was told before that being a father means doing the best you can for your child, and I already starved myself for the first ten years raising you and I will gladly go through it again just for you.”

Tears began to fill in Ciel’s eyes. He tries to form a smile to distract from it though.

“It’s like I just said; you’re going to be okay.”

The fatherly tenderness gets to the blue haired man. Ciel shakily steps forward and the two men embrace for roughly one last time. If Sebastian were human it would be the moment where he would share the tear shedding with his son, but even if he can’t physically do it he feels so deep down. They embrace for another minute until Ciel steps back a little - still wiping away tears.

“Thank you, father.” His smile is true this time.

“You sure are thankful today.”

“W-Well… look! The rest of the guests must be inside already. We must go as well, I refuse to keep Lizzy waiting.”

Both agree and head back inside the building. The ceremony begins as soon as Ciel walks up to the alter, and Sebastian sits with the rest of the crowd. At the moment when the beautiful young Elizabeth walks down the aisle alongside her bride’s maid, and when she gave her father-in-law a tiny wave, Sebastian doesn’t stop smiling. He watches as his little bluebird makes his first step into his own life with eyes full of hope and pride, it’ll most certainly be a moment he’ll never forget for eons onward. He even feels himself slightly choking up as the priest says the following words:

“We are gathered here today to join Ciel Phantomhive and Elizabeth Midford in their marriage.”

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[biby-24k]

Title: Book Anime/Manga: Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji) Pairing: O!Ciel x Elizabeth Word Count: 4.886 Summary: Elizabeth forgot one of her favorite romance books at her fiancé's mansion. After the Phantomhive Earl read it out of curiosity, he realized there are feelings and attitudes in the reading that he cannot comprehend, but does he truly not understand them or has he been avoiding admitting that he does?

It was a typical day in the Phantomhive mansion. Mey-Rin was cleaning the silverware (with shoe polish), Finnian was trimming the greenhouse plants (more than he should have), Bard was trying to cook an old recipe (which ended up burnt), Mr. Tanaka was doing ‘the usual’, and Sebastian… well, he was taking care of the mess caused by the other servants.

Earl Ciel Phantomhive was in his study, reviewing various documents related to his duties as a count, as well as his role as the owner of the Funtom toy company, letters, invitations, and other matters. After two hours of intense concentration, he stretched and let out a long yawn. In the upper corner of his desk was the book "The Picture of Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde, which he had started reading some time ago. Although it was not a novel for someone of his age, the young master had to compete in an adult world, so it was important to stay up to date with literary works, no matter how dark they were. After reading for ten minutes, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," said the young master.

"Excuse me," responded Sebastian, his butler, as he walked towards the desk. "Young master, the activities for the afternoon are as follows," but before he could name them, the tall butler leaned in with curiosity to see what book his master was holding. "Hmm, 'The Picture of Dorian Gray'. It's a somewhat crude reading, but it has been read throughout England. What do you think of it?" asked the butler.

"In my opinion, the ideal of achieving perfect beauty seems absurd," responded the young man sincerely. "However, it accurately reflects what happens in aristocratic society. They only talk nonsense about who ages worse and flatter the youth of the youngest while envying them behind their backs. The fate that awaits the protagonist will be the one he himself gradually built."

"I expected nothing less from you," said Sebastian, pleased with his master's response. He raised his gaze slightly. Another book was on the desk, but this one was not part of the adolescent's collection of books. "Forgive me for asking, but what about this book, young master?" he asked as he took the object in question in his hands.

"Ah, it's a book that Lizzy forgot the other day while we were reading. I remember she told me it had become one of her favorites," the young man closed his current reading, left it on the table and paid attention to the butler.

"Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen," Sebastian said aloud. After bringing his right hand to his chin and trying to remember where he had read that title before, he suddenly did. "Ah, I remember now. This title is indeed very popular among young ladies of the country. It is a romance novel that dates back to 1810. Would you like me to give you a summary?"

"Romance?" asked Ciel, with surprise and a hint of panic in his voice. However, after his reaction, he remembered that his fiancée was no longer ten years old, but fourteen. And with her age, her beauty became more apparent before his eyes. The young master tried not to think about it, but his youthful hormones had already begun to wreak havoc inside him. There were days when even a slight sweet aroma reminded him of her.

His perception of his fiancée had changed over time. When he returned to the mansion as Ciel Phantomhive, he found it difficult to see Elizabeth as anything more than a matter of diplomacy. But over time, his feelings had slowly blossomed. This caused curiosity from Sebastian since the young master never lost his composure, except when he was with her. The few genuine smiles he had seen on the adolescent and the sudden childish blushes were in those situations. Therefore, the butler could not help but curve the corner of his lips into a smile while planning a new way to tease the young master.

"Of course, young master. Lady Elizabeth is fourteen years old, it is natural for her to have an interest in such readings," responded Sebastian, while circling the young man's desk to admire his innocent expressions. "Does it intrigue you, my lord?"

"I-I do not read romance novels, Sebastian. Leave the book in the drawing room for when I see Lizzy again," the young master snapped while looking away, somewhat nervously.

"I understand, but wouldn't Lady Elizabeth be pleased if you read one of her favorite books? Besides, a count should be well-versed in all types of literature," Sebastian placed his index finger to his lips. He could see a slight blush on the young count's cheeks.

"I said no," the young master ordered firmly, turning his chair halfway around.

"Very well, my lord. I will leave it where requested," after clearing his throat, the butler recited the planned activities for the afternoon to the young master.

Night fell and after dinner, a thirteen-year-old boy was tired from his hard work as the Phantomhive mansion's count. Sebastian escorted him to his chambers, assisted him in changing into his nightwear, and departed as soon as the count's breathing grew heavy. After approximately half an hour, the young man opened his eyes, got up and left his room to the first floor. Not even the flutter of a butterfly could be heard. He quietly entered the drawing room, where Sebastian was supposed to have left the book, and approached the table.

It wasn't there.

He felt a presence behind him that made him shiver.

"Looking for this, young master?" asked his butler as he held Miss Elizabeth's book in his hands.

"SEBASTIAN!" shouted the young man, once again underestimating his butler. "Yes, I was looking for it, give it to me." he ordered as he snatched the book from Sebastian's hands. Sebastian couldn't help but laugh.

"D-don't laugh!" exclaimed the angry young man. Embarrassed, with the book in his hands, he headed to his room.

"Ah, humans are truly interesting," Sebastian said out loud while recovering from his laughter.

The next day, the young master yawned during his riding lessons, which made Sebastian stricter with him.

"Did the reading keep you up, young master?" asked Sebastian in a mocking tone, but slightly annoyed. "If it continues like this, I'll have to be even stricter," he said as he slapped the animal's thigh, causing it to run off with the count on its back.

"Sebastian! WAIT! NO! AAaahh…" shouted the count as he tried to control the horse that was galloping at full speed. Sebastian grinned, amused by taking advantage of the young master.

A couple of days later, the Phantomhive earl left his mansion for London to inspect the toy stores branches of his company, accompanied by Sebastian. As he walked down the street, he heard a familiar voice behind him:

"Ciel?" someone called. He turned around and saw that it was Elizabeth.

"Lizzy?" the young lady's face lit up, and she ran to meet him. The count instinctively closed his eyes, waiting for his fiancée's embrace. But it never came. Elizabeth stood in front of him, making a polite bow with her maid, Paula. He snapped out of it and made a bow along with Sebastian, with a strange sensation.

"I'm so glad to see you here. Do you have business nearby?" the young lady asked.

"I was attending to some company affairs, and you?" the count replied.

"I came to pick up a bespoke dress I ordered for tonight's ball, but I stopped by to see the new toys you've put in the stores. Will you go tonight?" the young lady approached the young man with curiosity. Her eyes shone with the hope of an affirmative answer.

"Yes, I will. Moreover, I will come to fetch you before nightfall." The young master hated balls. He was as stiff as a tree branch, but he knew they were necessary for making new connections and, besides, his fiancée would be there. After hearing the count's reply, his fiancée's face lit up.

"Really? I can't believe it, how wonderful," she exclaimed, clapping her hands. "I'll get very pretty for you, Ciel." Inside, the young man wanted to tell her that she was always pretty, but he didn't. Between his bold thoughts and his fiancée's words, a small blush formed on the count's cheeks. Of course, Sebastian noticed it, but said nothing. Before the count could say anything, the young lady exclaimed:

"Oh! Ciel! Did I happen to leave a book at your mansion? I haven't seen it in days, and I remembered that I visited you recently." Lizzy looked up at the sky and took her chin with her right hand in a thoughtful expression. The young lady didn't dare ask if he had read the book, as she didn't think it would be to her fiancé's liking.

"Yes, you left it at the mansion, I was planning to give it to you today at the party," the young man replied.

"Great! Well, we have a lot to do with Paula before tonight's dance. See you, Ciel!" Elizabeth exclaimed effusively, taking Paula by the arm, leaving.

"Well, that was strange," Ciel said, voicing his thoughts aloud.

"Was it because she didn't jump on you as usual?" the butler asked, with a hint of jest. The young master sighed, adjusted his hat, and continued his way, confirming the butler's suspicions.

The evening was falling as the Count Phantomhive headed to the Midford’s mansion in his carriage. He was wearing one of the suits that Nina had tailored for him some time ago. While looking out of the window, Sebastian broke the silence.

"Young master, what did you think of Miss Austen's novel?" he asked, intrigued by the Count's response. The butler held Miss Elizabeth's book in his hands.

"I found it to be foolish," the young man snapped as he crossed his arms. "It's just a fantasy for women who aspire to marry an aristocratic nobleman who doesn't exist, keeping their hopes up. That doesn't happen in real life," he asserted as his right hand drifted through the air.

"And what do you think of Mr. Darcy?" the butler asked in response to such a statement. The Count was a very interesting human being, and Sebastian never missed an opportunity to learn from his behaviour.

"I find it ridiculous that Darcy abandoned his commitment for a commoner," the Count tilted his head to one side, "I mean, he had everything. A good life, studies, education, and he decided to throw it all away. It's stupid," the young man said as he closed his eyes in disgust. Sebastian looked at him with curiosity.

"Do you think feelings are foolish?" Sebastian asked to the air while arching an eyebrow. The Count opened his eyes and looked at his butler.

"Yes, they are. They interfere with the right decisions," he said firmly. Sebastian snorted. He knew that his master was telling the truth, but his actions in his life said otherwise. He had decided to stay with Snake, he had saved people on the brink of death, but above all, he had saved his fiancée more than once. He decided not to press the issue any further.

After some time had passed, they arrived at the Midford mansion. It was appropriate for the young aristocrats to pick up their fiancées to attend the ball. As he descended from the carriage accompanied by Sebastian, Elizabeth was waiting for them.

"Ciiiieeeeeel!" exclaimed the young lady effusively as she approached her fiancé. Just like the last time they had met; Elizabeth performed a small curtsy. "You look quite charming, Ciel." The young man wanted to compliment her on how beautiful she looked in her new dress, but, again, the words didn't come out as he noticed Elizabeth had not styled her hair into two pigtails as usual, but instead into a single bun pulled back. Loose curls fell down her shoulders and back. Sebastian noticed his master's surprise and smiled slightly.

"Miss Elizabeth, it's a pleasure to see you again," interrupted Sebastian before the young master could say anything while performing a bow. "Here is the book you left at the mansion during your last visit," the butler handed the book to the young lady.

"Oh! Thank you very much, Sebastian! Paula, please take it to my chambers," Elizabeth requested, while the maid took the book in her hands and curtsied.

"My dear nephew!" exclaimed the Marquess Midford, approaching and hugging his future son-in-law tightly.

"V-Viscount Midford, it's good to see you," said the young man trying to get out of the embrace.

"Dear!" retorted Frances, the young master's aunt. "Don't be rude," she scolded her husband. Behind her stood Edward, Elizabeth's older brother.

"Elizabeth, Aunt Frances, Edward, it's lovely to see you," the young man performed a bow to the family. Everyone was dressed formally for the party.

"Ciel," greeted Edward, crossing his arms.

"We're on time, but we'll need two carriages," said the aunt, indicating that it was time to depart.

"I'll go with Ciel!" exclaimed Elizabeth.

"A-and I'll go with Ciel too!" replied Edward. "I can't leave my little sister alone with him."

"I'll accompany them, Master Edward. I'll escort you to the party," said Sebastian while performing a bow.

"Very well," said Frances. "You'll come with us, Edward."

"WHAT?" protested the young man incredulously.

"Edward, don't be rude!" Elizabeth responded. The earl quickly exhausted his energy with his fiancée's family. Everyone had a such a unique personality. After the servants bid the family farewell in unison, the family and the couple boarded their respective carriages and departed.

Elizabeth and her fiancé were sitting together in the carriage, conversing about the events of the past few days. Despite his reserved demeanor, the young Earl always added interesting comments to the conversation and was paying close attention to every word his fiancée uttered. After all they had been through together on the Campania, they had learned to be more open and honest with each other.

Time flew by quickly. The Grenville mansion was located on the outskirts of London, so there was no need to stay at his second residence. The bright entrance dazzled guests as they arrived, contrasting with the dark colors that loomed in the sky. Once the Earl, his fiancée, and his family got out of the carriages, the butler approached the young master stealthily and whispered in his ear:

"Young master, please forgive my boldness, but an English gentleman should always praise his fiancée before a dance," the young man looked at him angrily.

"I already know," he snapped.

"The carriage will be waiting outside when you want to leave. I must go and take care of the mansion and ensure that everything is in order." Sebastian made a bow, bidding farewell to the family, got into the carriage, and left.

"Shall we enter, Lizzy?" said the Earl as he offered his arm to his fiancée. Elizabeth smiled.

"Delighted!" And so, they entered the grand mansion.

As expected, the salon was huge. A large chandelier hung from the ceiling, illuminating most of the room. Other lights and candles accompanied the illumination. The women wore striking and beautiful dresses of different designs and colors, while the men wore formal but elegant dark-colored suits. The live orchestra could be heard throughout the ballroom from behind the curtains, playing classic songs from that era, preparing to play the first dance songs. Elizabeth couldn't contain her excitement at such a scene, loving the pretty dresses and heels.

"Ah! It's so beautiful, Ciel," she said with excitement, her eyes shining as she brought her hands to her face in a charming way.

"Of course," the Earl said, although he hated balls. He wouldn't go if it were up to him, and if he had to go, he would like to be a flower in a vase. The real reason he had attended? During the Count Ridley's party in Brighton, which he had attended with Elizabeth, she expressed her desire for him to invite her to these types of events more often since he didn't do it regularly. The young man replied that he would consider it for the future. Nevertheless, he believed that it was a bunch of aristocrats saying useless things. And on the other hand, his coordination was terrible. He had dance lessons with Miss Maryerl every week, but he simply didn't like it. Even so, he had worked hard to improve, not only to dance with his fiancée but also to show that he was a true English gentleman to society and not be the laughingstock.

"To Aunt Ann, these parties were a delight," Elizabeth recalled with nostalgia.

"Yes, she was the center of attention at these parties," her fiancé replied, smiling slightly and nodding his head. "Shall we get something to drink, Elizabeth?" he suggested. As they headed towards the nearest table, the Earl came across a familiar silhouette.

"Lau?" the Earl exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh, Earl Phantomhive!" the manager of the Shanghai branch of the Kong-Rong Trading Company responded joyfully. He was, as always, accompanied by his "little sister," Ran-Mao, who nodded her head in greeting.

"What brings you here?" the Earl asked.

"Well, you know, business here, business there," the Chinese man commented with a melodic intonation.

"I see," the young Earl replied, looking around for familiar faces from the underworld.

"And she is… Ah! Miss Elizabeth! It's a pleasure to see you, you look splendid tonight," Lau said, bowing.

"Lau, Ran-Mao, it's nice to see you again," Elizabeth responded, bowing in return.

"New hairstyle? It looks excellent, I didn't recognize you," Lau noted.

"Y-yes, thank you for noticing," the young woman replied, touching the curls that fell on her shoulder. Ran-Mao approached to touch her curls out of curiosity. While Elizabeth talked with Ran-Mao about her dresses and the evening, Lau approached the Earl and whispered in his ear, "Young Phantomhive, take care of what's yours or it could be taken away. There are many young men in this room willing to dance with your fiancé tonight," Lau said in a teasing tone. The young Earl glared at him.

"Don't meddle in my affairs," he replied.

"Ah! There's that look, as expected of the Earl," Lau said, shrugging his shoulders. "It was a joke, a joke, don't take it so seriously, haha," the merchant laughed.

They were discussing business when the Earl Grenville arrived to welcome them.

"Earl Phantomhive! Mr. Lau! It's a pleasure to see you in my humble home," the host of the soirée said. "I hope you have a wonderful evening; I was waiting for your arrival."

"Thank you very much for the invitation," the Earl replied, bowing.

"Now that you have arrived, shall we begin the dance, don't you think? You are our special guest, could you do us the honor of performing the opening dance?" the young Earl froze like a stone. If he already didn't like to dance, it was worse in front of an audience. He could feel a small smile on Lau's face, but he didn't look at him, he had to remain polite. Besides, the Earl of the Phantomhive family had to live up to these requests. He felt Elizabeth's gaze on him.

"It would be an honor," the Earl replied.

"Marvelous! I'll go give the welcome speech, if you'll excuse me." The host walked away from them until he reached the stairs of the hall, where he greeted the guests and wished them a good evening. At the end of his speech, he announced that the opening dance would be performed by Earl Ciel Phantomhive. All the guests applauded and looked at him, who was near the entrance. The young man approached his fiancé, and as he extended a hand, he asked, "Lady Elizabeth, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?" His fiancé felt her heart racing with excitement.

"Delighted!" she replied enthusiastically.

The two young people made their way to the center of the ballroom to begin the dance. Although the earl tried to hide it, he was nervous. He had to show all the aristocrats there that he was competent enough to perform something as trivial as a dance. Still, in his head, he could hear and feel Sebastian judging him with a small smile, which annoyed him greatly. To get rid of these intrusive thoughts, he took a deep breath and gazed fixedly at his fiancée before bringing her close to his body. With his right hand, he encircled his fiancée's waist, while she placed her arm on his shoulder. His left hand took hers and raised it up. Elizabeth felt her fiancé's determined gaze on her and blushed with tenderness. As the music began, they both started dancing a beautiful waltz while they made their way around the circle of people surrounding them. Elizabeth seemed to float with excitement. She never took her eyes off her fiancé. They were almost the same height, so looking at him wasn't difficult, but she couldn't escape his gaze either. That deep blue eye and the patch that covered the eye that the flames engulfed three years ago. She had never wanted to ask him what had happened that day. She believed it was too painful to remember. She didn't deny that she had tried multiple times, but perhaps deep down, she feared knowing the truth.

The earl's decisive and precise steps made it seem like he had been dancing for years. Elizabeth knew her fiancé didn't like to dance, but she knew he was trying to appear as a man within society, before all the spectators' eyes. After all, she was also doing her part by not wearing heels. In fact, for brief moments, he seemed a bit taller than her.

They performed perfect turns and didn't bump into any guests. As the song changed tone, the guests began to join them in the waltz, with them in the center.

"I wish we could freeze time forever," the young woman thought.

After a final turn, the song ended with a sudden cut. All the guests applauded in amazement. The earl felt Edward's fierce gaze and the approval of his uncles. With one hand, he led his fiancée out of the dance circle.

"Earl Phantomhive, that was truly impressive," Lau said, applauding when the couple reached his side.

"This was nothing," said the earl smiling, but immediately excused himself and went outside to the patio. Elizabeth felt worried at such action, had she upset him again?

When the young man was outside, he touched the marble railing that overlooked the garden and let out a deep sigh.

"Ah… what a spectacle, everyone was gazing at us dancing, and Elizabeth… Elizabeth…" thought the Earl with flushed cheeks as he gasped for breath. He thanked the universe that Sebastian hadn't seen him in those moments of vulnerability.

"Ciel?" he heard Lizzy's voice behind him. "Are you okay?" The Earl quickly turned around.

"Ah! Lizzy! I'm sorry, I needed some fresh air," he said as he tried to control his ragged breath. His fiancée arrived at his side, leaned her lower back against the marble structure, and looked inside the mansion with a sad expression. The two fell silent as they calmed their breathing.

"I'm sorry for bringing you here, Ciel," the young woman commented to the air, smiling nervously, and looking at her hands, "I know it's not your thing, and you always agree to do what I say to make me happy," her bangs slowly covered her eyes. She knew her fiancé didn't like dancing, attending these stupid balls, or talking to aristocrats. She felt guilty. Every time she tried to cheer him up, she ended up putting him in an uncomfortable position. The Earl was confused, where had she gotten such ideas? He separated from the railing to look at her.

"Lizzy, look at me," the Earl ordered as he took one of her hands, "You don't bother me," the Earl responded, softening his features in his face, because he had hurt her with his reluctant attitude. He meant it. Yes, his fiancée's overwhelming energy and emotions could create chaos, and they could sometimes have some arguments, but he really appreciated everything she did for him. She was the light in the darkness in which he was immersed. "If I do something with you, it's because I really want to do it," the young man said sincerely. "Is that why you've been distant today? Because you think you are bothering me?" the young Earl asked.

"I-I—," the words wouldn't come out of the young woman's mouth. She tried to hold back her tears, but she couldn't help the drops that accumulated at the corners of her eyes. She hated herself for it because she knew Ciel didn't like weeping girls. "I always bring you problems, Ciel," she began to say, "I wanted you to see that I have matured, that I'm not a girl anymore. I don't want to keep bothering you, causing you problems, or even embarrassing you," oh, now the Earl understood. They both tried to make the other happy. He let out a sigh and brought his right hand to his fiancée's face. With his thumb, he wiped away the beautiful tears that were flowing from her emerald eyes.

"Lizzy, you don't cause me any problems, let alone embarrass me…" the Earl took the young woman's chin and made her look at him, "so you can keep being who you are, okay?" Elizabeth nodded. The Earl pulled out a handkerchief from his suit and gently wiped away the traces of tears. "Don't cry anymore, you'll ruin how beautiful you look today with that hairstyle," he said. Ah, he had said it. His fiancée always brought out his most vulnerable side.

"D-do you mean it, Ciel? Do you think I look pretty?" Elizabeth asked curiously, leaning closer to the young master's face. At such an action, he blushed.

"Of course, you look pretty, you always look pretty," the young man said without thinking. His own words made him blush even more. Ahh, again, he was grateful that Sebastian wasn't with him at that moment. He would surely laugh in his face. But he didn't want to think about his butler at that moment. He was with his fiancée after all. The person he would protect without hesitation.

"You make me so happy, Ciel," Elizabeth said seconds before hugging him tightly. Instead of staying still, the young man wrapped his arms around her and dropped his head on her shoulders. A feeling of tranquility invaded him.

They returned to the dance. The earl invited his fiancée to dance several times, even though his feet hurt from doing so. Elizabeth was exhausted. She danced and shared the whole evening with her fiancé and the other guests until Elizabeth's parents decided it was time to leave.

The carriages were waiting for them. As his fiancée's family headed to the carriage, the earl gently stopped his fiancée before she continued forward. Elizabeth turned around and looked at him directly.

"Lizzy, I must confess that I did read the book you left at the mansion," he said as he cleared his throat and looked out into the horizon.

"Really? I didn't expect you to read a silly romance book," Elizabeth responded.

"Is it one of your favourite books, am I mistaken?" the young man asked.

"Well, it is," Elizabeth said somewhat excitedly and embarrassed that her fiancé had read something like that. "What did you think of it?" she asked.

"It's nonsense," her fiancé replied.

"Fufu, I knew it, Ciel," she said with a small laugh. "It's not your type of reading at all!"

"No, it's not. However," the earl paused as he looked into her eyes. "I think after dancing with you tonight, I can understand Darcy's feelings for Elizabeth a little more," the young man said, smiling shyly. Usually, he was the one who blushed at his fiancée's displays of affection. But he was not someone who showed his love physically, but rather with actions and words. This was one of them. Elizabeth blushed at her fiancé's words.

"W-what do you mean, Ciel?" Lizzy brought her hands to her cheeks. Her fiancé sighed as he closed his eyes.

"May I escort you to the carriage, milady?" the earl asked politely, offering her his arm.

The Earl helped his fiancée into the carriage and said goodbye to the rest of her family. The carriage started moving and Elizabeth waved goodbye to him from the window. Sebastian was waiting for him with the carriage ready.

"How was your evening, milord?" asked Sebastian, bowing in greeting to his young master.

"Excellent," said the young Earl, smiling as he got into the carriage. Sebastian followed him.

The night was cool. During the ride, the Earl fell into a deep sleep, while a gentle waltz melody filled his mind. Sebastian noticed his young master was tired but had a soft and warm expression that would have produced tenderness if he wasn't a simple one hell of a butler.

*A/N: In one part, I mention Brighton's mansion. Please refer to the game Kuroshitsuji: Phantom & Ghost for further information. In my universe, that game is canon cause there is a lot of material for o!cielizzy XD. That's where I got o!Ciel's thoughts about taking Elizabeth to dance, hehe >w< (he says explicitly that he'll take consideration on Elizabeth's request).

Heyo~, hope you sweeties enjoyed this new chapter. OMG, I've been struggling for more than a week to finish this. It takes a lot of work to get into the minds of the character's creators (Yana Toboso). Of course, I can create situations in which we have already seen how a character reacts in canon in order to replicate their behavior in a similar way, but what happens when it's situations we haven't seen frequently, like a dance, the thoughts about a book, or deeper displays of affection from another character? (a.k.a. Elizabeth)?? I asked myself all that during this week. That's why I sincerely hope Ciel's attitude makes sense to you and that it didn't turn out as OOC (out-of-character) and, above all, that you liked it!

Please, leave a comment if you are so kindhearted;w; See you~

Thanks for reading, you can find this work on AO3!

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[anawkwardlady]

I'm Ciel Phantomhive, head of the Funtom Compagny, Ask Me Anything.

"Hi Ciel ! I'm a big fan of your products, did your recent controversies impact the production or sells of your plushies and candies ?"

Thank you for your loyalty. Strangely, getting arrested by the police didn't affect my sells at all that much. Some concerned parents tried to boycott my brand but it didn't work (Boycotts usually end up in more money for the brand you're trying to boycott). I do hope now that I am in the clear (I am not a murderer)(And I only committed tax fraud as a 10yo because no one explained to me how taxes were working)(And yes I have a twin but it's a family issue being handled privately), I can regain the trust of the families who were offended.

"Sir Phantomhive, is the conspiracy that children souls are stuck in your talking Bitter Rabbits true ?"

... 👁

"And the fact that some people complained about how they were saying swear words to children such as 'Fuck' ?"

Children have to learn it somewhere I guess.

(They're saying 'hug', idiots.)

"Are you really 13 ?"

I'm obviously a really young looking 45 year old. This is what happens when you use the Funtom Skincare Collection.

"Are you going to post more recipe videos with your butler ? They're so cute !"

My name was trending on twitter for days because I apparently don't know how to crack an egg, so as said butler would say, for now I'm pouting.

"And anything new makeup wise ?"

You should @ my cousin she might drop a few hints...

"Heres a picture of my really long dog cuddling a Bitter Rabbit. Nothing more to add"

Nice long dog. Your Bitter Rabbit seems lonely though, it might be time to get it a sibling. Rabbits can die of loneliness did you know ?

#i don't know why I did that #kuroshitsuji #ciel phantomhive #nana is posting

[heizours]

So sorry to bother you, but can I get small genshin blog recs/yoour favorite genshin blogs?

anon— kindly prepare yourself because this list might be very long, hehe 😅

the people underneath this, are probably the writers that you have been following or interacting with already— though, i still would add them <33

@.rulaineyu — she is worth it to follow !! she's one of the very first persons i had followed before even considering to write for genshin— may or may not have binge read her masterlist countless times— totally worth it to read them again and again though !!

@.primofate — 1000000/10 a great writer. lena's works are very pleasant to read and they never disappoint me a bit— another writer who's masterlist i have binge read, over and over again— it's not my fault it's written very well !! /pos (i have rechecked multiple times what pronouns lena uses that is written on their pinned, but i can't seem to find it, feel free to lmk what they use so i could change it!!)

@.dearyanfei — i first discovered her through her hq blog because i was still in my hq phase that time— her works are also pleasant to read !! rest assured, that you will also come back again and again to her blog because of how good she writers the characters !!

@.bluexiao — i could say that blue's works has a "secret recipe" she puts on, that made me binge read her works more than one at a time. every word she describes, would make you feel certain feelings as if what she is writing is real. another writer, who's someone you wouldn't regret following !!

@.xiaowhore — another writer who has immaculate writing skills. i discovered her because of her work relating to genshin being in a royal otome au, and at that moment i was hooked on reading every piece of her works. her way of writing will leave you, reading again and again that same sentence because of how flawless it was written

@.genshinarchives — if you're looking for someone who writes villainess au or an isekai'd (fem) reader, here is the person you might be looking for !! her series are worth it to pass the time, and as of the moment i recommend that you read her "i'm a villainess but i'm not evil" and "this time, i'll save her" series works !! + points if you're also looking for a harem genre

@.chocoenvy — if you're looking for someone who writers (sfw) sagau/cult au, this time here is the person i'm recommending you !! he has multiple sagau works that would make you binge read all of them again and again, especially his twin gods au series and imposter au !!

@.kalims — she writes a series where (fem) reader is the twin's mother, and it involves a lot of interesting shenanigans you should look out for !! + plus points if you play twst, because just in luck she also writes for them !!

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moots who are writers, that i would love to share with you !! (take note that most of them are minors, so beforehand please read their carrds/byfs and dnis)

@favonius-captain — tien, if i'm not mistaken is the first person whom i became moots with during the early days of my writing journey. she's friendly and easy to talk with, and her works always gives me twisted feelings because you never know what genre she's about to post next— pls do prepare yourself if it's angst T_T

@withloveajaxx — iely has a great amount of potential to write, if you're looking for someone who could juggle to write a crack fic, an angst fic, a fluff fic or vice versa, she's the person who you might be looking for !! she's such a cool moot, i sometimes question how am i even mutuals with her /j (i mean it on the cool part, though)

@dawndelion-winery — certified diluc kisser, and a very interactive writer. if you're looking for a writer who posts constantly and updates constantly, then here is acco !! a recommendation from me is to read their "sibling rivalry" fic, because one word to describe it is chaos, definitely chaos. + plus points because they write for the fatui harbingers and the non existent yakshas 💀

@ayazure — ciel is a sweet and easy to talk writer, for starters if you're new to her blog, pls do read her "what's your blood type" fic, because it absolutely will give you the laugh you might be needing right now. + plus points because her themes are immaculate to look at and she's also kind too !! 💪

@telemi — tel is another writer who's easy to approach or interact with. she puts all her effort to depict a fic she writes on, and if you'll ask me what to recommend from her blog, it's a royal au with genshin men that is titled "is it (im)possible, after all?", it will somehow give you those commoner and a highly ranking royal trope that you're thirsting for

@kazucafe — lena is a big fluff writer, so if you're very into fluff and cuddles genre, then she's the person i recommend you too !! to look for her works, just press the link that says "writing tag" and poof welcome to the abode of lena's fluffy works that would make you kick your knees !! <3 + plus points because her theme is aesthetically pleasing to look at

@kujuo — they say you should save the best for the last. sam is a social butterfly writer, her works would somehow make their way underneath your skin just so you could feel the butterflies inside you tingling. if you're looking for someone who's approachable, very social and kind (energetic) to talk with, then sam's the person you're tracking !! + plus points because she's another person who has really great themes

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[pegasus-parfait]

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Ciel // Amane

"I made it! A perfect..."

"Parfait! It's brimming with KiraKiraru. You prepared a delicious parfait, Miss Kasai!"

"It's thanks to your guidance, Kirahoshi-senpai! The Parfait Recipepe seems to be very pleased as well."

"Senpai? There's no need to address me in such a polite manner, Miss Kasai. You can call me Ciel."

"Please, call me Amane as well. We are already friends, don't you agree?"

"Yes... Amane-chan! I'm very happy to be friends with you. Let's create wonderful recipes together!"

"It will be my pleasure, Ciel!"

#x-genious-patissiere-x #x-delicious-finale-x #Precure RP #Precure Roleplay

[dingviant-art]

Giving my OC a wife because that's what I do best.

Ciel's wife is Rhododendron "Rhodes" Alraune is a half-demon half-fae patissier who helps run Ciel's sweets shoppe with the recipes. She's kinda like a wine aunt and very cheerful despite her strange upbringing.

#artist on tumblr #my art #oc #angel #demon #fae #fairy #ciel (oc) #rhodes (oc)

[achairwithapandaonit]

who do you think would pick up on a cat's presence first, Sebastian or Ciel

completely forgot i had asks cause i was on a mission to make pepernoten this morning (@catboybatman told me to make them before and they were so good so i had to do it again! would recommend! the recipe is super easy as well).

anyway my bet's on sebastian. he can hear the cat's meow from a mile away. i feel like ciel only starts sneezing when he comes into close contact with a cat or anything a cat's shed hair on.

(that just brought the delightful image of sebastian using a sticky roller to get rid of cat fur from his clothes lol)

#ask tag #kuroshitsuji

[daemondaes]

The Leftover Pirates — a blog-wide OP(LA) verse

Captain/Navigator: Naux. Una Naux by birth, but may introduce herself with her father's name, Barnaby Naux. Either way, you're only allowed to call her by her surname. Despises pirates and claims them to be useless freeloaders with no regard for the lives of others. Her father was a Marine vice admiral who lost his life engaged in brutal naval warfare with the numerous Cockroach Pirates, helmed by a trio known as the "Flower Brothers." She's on a revenge quest, but doesn't want to take their lives. Instead, Naux decides to become so illustrious a pirate that, by comparison, the Flower Brothers are even smaller and more pathetic than the roaches their crew is named after. Reputation is important to a pirate. If she can make them (or any other pirates) feel that their lives and all that they've worked for is a waste—if she can force pirates into "retirement"—then she's done due diligence in eliminating more trash from this world, and making it a more beautiful place for her children.

Quartermaster/First Mate: Basil Fitzgerald. A pragmatic young man with too much time on his hands. As an intellectual prodigy, he was the pride of his family and local community since birth. They had nothing but the highest hopes for him and knew he would go on to do great things. They didn't expect their idea of greatness to differ so completely from his. All of his meticulously mapped out goals and plans were chucked aside the day the Amaranthe pulled into port, and he fell hopelessly in love with Naux. His allegiance to her is unquestionable and unshakable, even if what she feels for him seems to be no more than fond amusement and respect.

Doctor: Hansel Hugo. A tall, ridiculously muscular, bespectacled man who is always eating sweets. He's quite good at what he does, even if his methods can sometimes be unorthodox or experimental. His mind works in mysterious ways, tossing together disparate things with the practiced ease of an alchemist, often to great effect. He's not a "proper" doctor, and everything he knows is self-taught, but as long as it works, Naux isn't complaining.

Shipwright/Sniper: Cherry Martini. A giant. Ate the foot-foot fruit, which allows her to change her size at will, from several feet larger than her natural height, to so small you could crush her beneath your foot. She's utterly aimless in her life, beyond wanting to chase new highs and experiencing all that the world can offer her. To an outsider, it might make her seem flaky and untrustworthy, ready to turn on Naux or abandon her as soon as she gets bored, but thus far, Naux hasn't disappointed her. She trusts her captain implicitly and knows Naux will always find something to hold her attention. An eclectic "jack of all trades and master of none," Cherry is also a dab hand as a marksman, and temporarily served as cook until The Leftovers took in Ciel.

Cook: Ciel Lavoie. Second heir to a wealthy, powerful family more concerned with maintaining their influence and appearances than cultivating a warm and happy home. Ciel was kidnapped by The Leftovers and held for ransom. If his parents intended to ever pay it, they waited too long. Ciel asked if he could run away with them, and Naux, taking pity on him, promised him a place on her crew as long as he wasn't dead weight. Lucky for him, the only other person aboard who could cook was Cherry, and many of her recipes could be a touch too unusual for their liking. He gets along with the crew for the most part, and is just happy to be somewhere he's clearly wanted. Though he likes to call himself a pacifist, he's a remarkably skilled martial artist and will begrudgingly utilize his skills if all other options are exhausted.

Musician/"Mascot": Yuna Nobori. She's adorable. She can sing and dance and has seemingly limitless energy, which is good for keeping the mood light when the days at sea drag on. Her dream is to become the most beloved entertainer in the world and make enough money off of it to allow her family to live comfortably for the rest of their days.

The Flower Brothers: Del, Pop, and Mo, tricaptains of The Cockroach Pirates, so named because they cannot be kept down. May or may not be brothers. Only one of them is actually named after a flower, but that wouldn't make them nearly as memorable. Dan de Leon VIII (dandelion) is the brains of the trio and refers to himself as "Del" as a corrupted first syllable of "de Leon." Don't ask for Dan; Del's his own man. Pop is the smoothest, most charismatic. His alias comes from the nickname papi, which was mistaken for "Poppy." Mo comes from "Anemone," but despite his girlish name, his brawn is no joke, and he can easily subdue people over twice his size. Del was outraged when the public began to refer to them as "The Flower Brothers," but now he takes it in stride and believes it can be used to their advantage, should anyone hear the name and underestimate them.

#x. THE LEFTOVERS. #idk if i'll do a more formal writeup or if this is as good as it gets #the flower brothers are actually a trio of space pirates in naux's and ciel's story #and when i realized i could incorporate them in OPLA oh my god it ALL CAME TOGETHER SO FAST #i say OPLA except i'm borrowing some things from the anime/manga except my knowledge is so loose bc i haven't read it in almost 20 years