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blackbutlerfandomnerddomain · 6 months

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Day 5: Needing Advice

Sebastian works hard cooking up a storm in the kitchen, the birds chirping just outside the kitchen window as he slices some apples and pears.

Late autumn is a pleasant season for him. He greatly enjoys the slightly colder weather as the red and orange leaves dry up and shrivel down as the clouds grow thicker and colder until snow covered the land, he adored the ways hearts swell and beat in one motion as the sounds of crispy winds hit against the now bare dark bark trees, he loved the fun hunting seasons he used to attend alongside his kind before leaving Hell.

But now, he enjoys the hunt just as much.

With a small hum on his lips, the butler made his way upstairs to the young Earl of the house in the grand study of a room, the afternoon a calming affair around him as he walked his way down the hall.

His gloved hand reached out and knocked on the door softly before he entered the room, a habit he’s used to throughout the years. Upon entering the office, he sees the bluette Earl sitting at his desk staring at a letter of sorts in his hands. The butler smiled softly,

“Did Earl Trancy write to you again, Young Master?”

Ciel sputtered and “hid” the letter by shoving it to his chest, his lone blue eye glaring at the demon as he wheels the cart to the side of the desk and pouring some sweet smelling tea. “Today’s afternoon tea is a vanilla tea blend from the town’s market, and as a snack I have prepared some sliced apples drizzled in caramel sauce for you.” Said the man in black with an innocent yet knowing grin as he placed the tea saucer and cup next to the papers in front of the teen, the plate of apple slices coming afterwards.

He took notice of the Earl’s pink cheeks and still glaring eye and chuckled out, “Some friendly advice, My Lord, I say invite him over to a chess game. He’s a person, like you, who enjoys games even if he isn't quite good at them. I can even request Miss Doll to come too if you so order.”

Ciel blushed harder and practically slammed the paper down at the desk. “Oh, shut up!” He growled and took an aggressive bite off an apple slice, earning another soft chuckle from the demon beside him.

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The afternoon rolled around carefully as Sebastian finally took notice of the rain that’s creeping up beside the human race. A smile comes to his lips as he looks to his Master where he pauses. Has Young Master been this tall before? Indeed, the once little Earl of the manor seems to be marching around proud with his height just easily noticeable and not just mere inches. He grins and shows off his peacock feathers to the butler as if sensing the surprise on the demon’s face. “What is it Sebastian?”

Sebastian blinked and chuckled a bit, “I just did not realize you’re actually becoming an adult now, My Lord. Though surely your legs are hurting, shall I put a kettle on?” The master shook his head, his hair slightly longer than the ears’ ends, swaying softly against pale skin. “I’m fine.” He said, a smile on his lips still as pride is obviously filling his chest. The butler smiles at this expression, “Very well then, My Lord.”

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Snow falls down from the night sky as Sebastian walks down the halls of the manor, the scent of roasted chestnuts still lingering in the air alongside in perfect harmony of the soft pine that still hangs beautifully around the corners and every inch and bend of the stairway, the soft glow of candle light giving the halls that were once dead and haunted a warm welcoming glow of happy blissful memories in contrast of the once gloomy ones from the past. A cart with a small plate of chocolate cake and a warm iron kettle wheels in front of the butler as he walks past the frosted windows that face the illumination white landscape in front of the dark black canvas of the sky. Finally, he reached to a door and knocked softly, “Young Master, I have brought over your midnight snack.” Said he as he turned the glittering knob and entered the room. Instantly, the sound of a whine catches his attention.

Red eyes watch the scene of a grown adult dressed in pajamas that fit his age now but still have some ribbons and frills of youthful pasts cradling a little human of light brown locks of hair in his no longer small and weak arms, behind him seated in the lounging chair of the bedchamber is a blond fellow who softly sings to a wee infant with soft brown locks barely showing pass the blanket that wrap them up like a gift from God, and just beside the first adult is a woman with shoulder length brown hair who’s not having a so soft image like the two but instead dealing with the fussing dark haired toddler on her lap. Sebastian smiled softly in amusement at the scene and started to pour the sweet brown liquid of hot chocolate in three cups for each. “Is Little Albert fussy Miss Doll?” He asked, a small smirk hidden away showing he knows that boy is a fussy mess. The lady giggled softly at the tease and accepted when the cup of cocoa was handed to her, her golden band of marriage glittering under light. “Thank you Sebastian.” She said, her voice a sweet honey tone, kneeling the cup to the son in her arms who slowly took some careful ships and relaxed into her bosoms. The demon walked to the lounging chair to the blond man and offered the cup, pausing when a hand reached up in a stop motion. “Maybe later Sebastian, little Rachel is finally resting.” Said he, a smile full of love and happiness on the beautiful face as icey blues stared down at the soft skinned face of the sweet little babe in the cotton blanket. Sebastian smiles, “Of course Lord Trancy.” He turned to the final adult, and before he could open his mouth to ask, he spoke out before the butler, “You know I’ll never say no to your hot chocolate Sebastian.”

Sebastian chuckled and gave the cup to his master, smiling at the look of the little boy dozing off against his shoulder. As the three adults enjoyed the finally calm energy of the room, the butler gave Ciel a slice of cake and carefully took hold of baby Rachel from Alois so the man could enjoy a cup of cocoa alongside his partners. The demon stared at the small resting face in his arms and smiled, looking to the three who carefully moved the two boys onto the bed after they both tuckered out with little to no protests at all as they tuck them under the blankets at last. With a soft hum of his lips of a ditty from long ago, he carefully and gently places the littlest one in a lovely wooden carved cradle right by the room window, smiling softly at the view of dark lashes curled against pale eyelids. Carefully lifting the glass barrier, Sebastian snuffed out the candle light that lit the room and left the chambers with the parents with care.

The butler walked alongside the three who now show their tiredness fully as he helps them to their rooms as if something were to happen if he wasn’t along their sides at night. After they snuggled into the large bed that usually is only reserved for the husband and wife but have long since been used and worn by the Earl and his wife and their lover, they drank the remains of the warm cocoa and nibbled on the cake slices. Sebastian watched as his master yawned, smiling softly at the forever image of his small frame bruised and thinner than the icicles outside drinking some warm milk and honey even though now he’s grown and far past the little hurt lamb he was in the past. After accepting their dishes and bidding them a good night, the butler soon left the three be, and back again was he walking down the hall to return the dishes to the clean state they were prior. It’s almost strange to imagine these walls covered in cinder He thought as he walked and admired the manor he grew used to thanks to a certain small child rich in revenge and pain, smiling as he does as red eyes show warmth. Have a good rest, My Lord. May you dream of happy memories and the future.

I had a lot of fun this @dadbastianweek2023 thing! I hope to do this again!

#black butler #dadbastian #dadbastianweek2023 #dadbastiansettingsun #sebastian michaelis #ciel phantomhive #ciel x alois #alois x ciel #cielois #doll x ciel #ciel x doll #doll x ciel x alois

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kanna-kizuchi-enjoyer · 9 months

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boyfriends maybe

#ciel x doll #doll x ciel

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cielwritings · 21 hours

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I like CielDoll and recently Doll x Maurice but crack-ship Maurice x Ciel, can I possibly ask for a fic (sfw or sfw your pick) of the three on a date in London doing shoppy

! Shopping With Maurice and Doll !

i picked sfw for this one, but there’s some suggestive elements. would it not be a good story if maurice didnt say smth weird at least once?

Being the head of the Phantomhive household, Ciel loved to state commands. However, due to him being said head, he needed to keep a steady reputation. Even if the people around him already knew his public persona is a thick facade.

So, when Cole sent him a letter stating he wished to shop, he couldn’t decline. What he didn’t expect was to see Doll there, standing by Cole with a big smile. She had light makeup on, presumably Cole’s doing.

They walked around town together, allowing Cole to take the lead in deciding which shops to go to. Doll and Cole were very chatty with each other, whilst Ciel kept himself quiet.

The three enter a clothing shop, Cole seeming to be the most interested. The interior of the shop consists of numerous racks of clothing, shelves full of dresses, suits, and various other clothing, and an empty changing room area. The lighting of the shop features numerous overhead lights that shine down as well as some lamps that cast a dim light throughout the rest of the store.

A cashier stands at the front of the shop, greeting customers and attending to checkout. A sales clerk walks around the shop, helping customers find clothing.

"And we're here," Cole says, walking the group over to a wall of suits and dresses.

A smile appears on Doll’s face once she sees the variety of suits that are hung up on display. Without hesitation, she walks over to the wall and begins looking through the options carefully.

“These all look so nice,” she comments as she takes the suit she has her eyes set on and holds it up for Cole to see.

“I never knew you fancied suits,” Ciel comments while Cole inspects the suit shown to him. His eyes trailed from the two, to the wall of dresses. White would look too wedding-like for Doll. He isn’t the best with fashion, to be fair. He can’t even dress himself right.

“They’re just so nice and neat and-“ She trails off, her eyes catching a suit she liked more. She carefully puts the first suit back on the rack and grabs the second, examining it for a moment.

Maurice snatches the suit from her hand, examining the suit from the inside out. He looks at the suit from every angle, and even rubs his fingers along the fabric to feel it.

“It’s a high quality fabric, alright. It’s not cheap, but it’d be worth it. It would look nice on you too. Perfect size and shape. That’s the most important aspect of a suit, after all. The fit.”

He returns the suit to her, handing it over.

As Ciel browsed the dresses, an employee had went up to him. Small chatter bloomed.. and Ciel was gone into a changing room with a dress in his hands.

“Oh, she’ll just look wonderful.” the employee cooed to herself. Cole and Doll watched this, eyes slightly widened.

Though they were concerned, Cole was quick to break silence, shooing Doll off with a suit into a free changing room. “If you like it, I’ll pay!” he cooed.

Doll was the first to leave the dressing room. The suit hugged her curves, but it wasn’t all that tight. Her tie was messily done, more used to ribbons and bows than a long tie.

“Look at you!” Cole beamed, stepping closer to assist with the tie. “Looking good.. do you like it?”

Doll have a small nod, cheeks flushed. The moment was cut off by the same employee gasping. “Oh my! So beautiful!”

Their eyes went straight to the dressing room Ciel had been thrown into earlier. It was opened now, Ciel slowly slipping from the crack of the door.

His hands were behind his back, breaths shallow. The dress was very tight on his waist, but at least his posture was good. He wore a long blue dress, that reached his ankles. Buttons started from the collar of the dress down to the waistline. Long sleeved, and layered.

Blinking slowly, Doll stared. “You look..”

Cole snickered, then bursted out laughing. “Well look at you too! Never knew you fancied dresses~” Cole mocked, stepping closer to check out the boy.

“I wore dresses at most three times prior to this.” Ciel defends, Cole shaking his head. “That’s three times where you were willing to wear women’s clothes, no? I think you may have a hobby.” he spoke, his finger tracing down the bust to the belly, pressing on Ciel’s belly button.

“I have no such hobby. Some may argue I didn’t have a choice in the three times.” “You don’t seem against this time though.” “Frankly because I can barely breathe.”

Softly, Doll giggled. “Blue is your color. I think you should buy it.” “Like hell.”

Cole shrugs. “I can buy it, and if you don’t like it, I’m sure someone in that large manor of yours will. Or I can give it to someone I know.. regardless, you have no choice. I’m buying it!”

Ciel couldn’t help but feel his eye twitch. Though, the look of affection in Doll’s eyes made him cave with a long sigh. However long he could sigh in this dress, that is.

“As long as Doll wears the suit while I’m wearing this.” “Of course!”

Minutes pass as the two changed back into their original clothing. Cole paid for the pricy attire, and the three went walking down the street back to the carriage they arrived in.

“Will you two put on a cross-dressing show for me?” Cole teased, leaning his head against the wall of the carriage.

“Yes!” Doll chirped, Ciel staying silent. “I’ll take your silence as a yes,” Cole teased, pinching the baby fat on Ciel’s cheek.

Surprisingly enough, the boy flushed. Perhaps he was looking more forward to it than he thought.

#maurice cole #doll #kuroshitsuji #black butler #ciel phantomhive #! sfw #ciel x maurice #ciel x doll

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adhd-mess · 2 years

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How do you feel about doll x our ciel ?

I like it. It's definitely going to get a bit more interesting shipwise(and of course storywise)if Doll is alive or "alive". I haven't read the most recent chapter fully yet, so I don't if it's already confirmed.

But if she is, it's going to have some really nice friends-to-enemies trope, which is angsty, and I love it.

We're also probably going to see O!Ciel facing the consequences of his actions even more so and that not everything is pushed away so easily. Which he has already got a little bit of a taste of with R!Ciel coming back. So that is exciting!

Anyway, back to Doll & O!Ciel. Their dynamic was already interesting in the Circus arc with their personalities being juxtaposed, but having some things in common. There is a lot of potential for them romantically, platonically and everything in between. So yeah! I think they are pretty cool!

#a-m answers #kuroshitsuji #kuroshitsuji doll #ciel phantomhive #o!ciel #doll x ciel #ciel x doll

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zetsubobu · 3 months

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What's a character that is unpopular in the fandom that you're in but you actually like them?

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imhereiguess420 · 8 months

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To my friend who thought that my Black Butler oc was going to be in love with Ciel…

Nope.

#boo GAYS.#lgbtq #anime #funny #x reader #black butler x reader #black butler oc #black butler #black butler book of circus #black butler doll #black butler freckles #Doll x oc #black butler ciel #black butler sebastian #original cahracter #lesbian

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thatanimewriter · 2 years

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KUROSHITSUJI MASTERLIST.

✦ - fluff

❖ - angst

☼ - general (reader excluded)

☾ - suggestive

⛧ - crack

☁ - series

✼ - supporters only

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 + 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

── 𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐒.

mistress s/o walking down the halls at night (✦) reader who isn’t scared of his demon form (✦) reader who isn’t scared of his demon form pt. 2 (☾) shatter (❖) fem!s/o dies from sickness when he’s away (❖) reader who is adopted and has major insecurities (✦)

── 𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄.

── 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐘.

multilingual s/o (✦, ⛧)

── 𝐌𝐄𝐘-𝐑𝐈𝐍.

an s/o from a higher class (✦) flirty!reader being flirted with instead (✦, ⛧)

── 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐘.

an s/o from a higher class (✦) s/o who is sweet but only to them (✦) multilingual s/o (✦, ⛧)

── 𝐄𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐃.

── 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐘.

── 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐔𝐓𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄.

a shy girlfriend (✦) platonic relationship with a child!reader who looks up to her (✦) reader who is adopted and has major insecurities (✦) reader 1 year clean from self-harm (✦)

── 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐌 𝐓. 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒.

── 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃.

── 𝐉𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐑.

multilingual s/o (✦, ⛧) reader who is adopted and has major insecurities (✦)

── 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓.

── 𝐃𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑.

multilingual s/o (✦, ⛧)

── 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋.

── 𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐄.

gardener s/o who isn’t scared of snakes (✦) an s/o from a higher class (✦) s/o who is sweet but only to them (✦) s/o with a forked tongue (✦, ☾) multilingual s/o (✦, ⛧) snake’s the type of guy (✦)

── 𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐑.

── 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐓𝐎𝐍.

── 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋.

── 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓.

reader who is adopted and has major insecurities (✦)

── 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊.

── 𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃.

── 𝐉𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓.

── 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐀.

── 𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐈.

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sapphoswh0re · 1 month

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A Kuroshitsuji theory about the emerald witch arc

I've never posted something like this and English isn't my main language but I just wanted to share some thoughts with other fans, so please let me know what you think about this :)

We are in the dream in chapters 93-95, and could these scenes hide clues about the future/role of certain characters???

Who are the pieces on the chessboard?

(Maybe a big foreshadowing about the most recent chapters????)

What pieces are present for each group?

Black: 1 king, 1 horse/knight, 1 rook*, 3 pawns

White: 1 queen, 1 horse/knight, 1 bishop, 1 rook*, 2 pawns

*I'm almost sure it's a rook because it's the only piece left and the other shapes wouldn't really fit.

First, let's include a bit of symbolism for each piece. (Full article: https://chessquestions.com/chess-pieces-symbolism-shape/)

After looking at the various characters that Yana linked to the pieces it was super interesting to re-read their role/symbolism and try to understand the reasons behind those placements.

Later two mirrored panels appear and they indicate that certain pieces represent certain characters.

Ok that was easy.

But what about the others?

And we know that Yana doesn't do things randomly, so what could be the reason for certain choices?

Let's see the theory little by little…

White:

▪︎ BISHOP -> Joker

▪︎ PAWN 1 -> Doll

▪︎ PAWN 2 -> ?

▪︎ ROOK -> ?

▪︎ HORSE -> ?

▪︎ QUEEN -> ?

▪︎ ?

Black:

▪︎ ROOK -> Vincent

▪︎ PAWN 1 -> Madame red

▪︎ KING -> ?

▪︎ HORSE -> ?

▪︎ PAWN 2 -> ?

▪︎ PAWN 3 -> ?

4 of them are revealed by Yana herself and two more are quite obvious: O!Ciel is the black king and Sebastian the black knight.

These two symbolisms are often used both in the first chapters and in the anime.

Furthermore, it is mentioned in the same chapter:

O!Ciel is frequently shown as the "black king" but in the chapter we can see him standing in front of the king, he covers part of it and it's as if he is the one wearing the crown.

R!Ciel is leaning on the horse when he says that Ciel is scared to look at the "proof of sin" which is a clear reference to Sebastian. Also, on the chessboard in the first picture, we find the horse close to O!Ciel.

Ok, perfect, now the hypotheses and spoilers for the latest released chapters begin.

I start with two characters who are shown in the chapter but not as chess pieces: Rachel and R!Ciel.

Rachel is not present in the second picture but is always shown next to Vincent (in this chapter too) so I think she could be the pawn seen in the first photo in the box G8.

For R!Ciel, however, the question is a little different because we actually know which piece he represents even if that piece is not shown on the board.

R!Ciel is the white king, this not only because he's O!Ciel's twin but because it's shown to us by Yana through the way he moves.

This picture is super helpful to understand where the characters are positioned and how they move.

We can see him (blue dot) standing on C3 in a scene, then he moves until he's on F2 (the X), standing in front of the black horse (G2, red dot).

I found it interesting how the way he moves is almost underlined with zooms and sparkles: first, a single step obliquely (in D2) and then another single step.

We don't actually know if the move was C3->D2->E2->F2 or C3->D2->E3->F2 but the important thing is that he moves in multiple directions but only one step at a time, and this is a main feature of the king in chess.

So what is the situation now?

White:

▪︎ BISHOP -> Joker

▪︎ PAWN 1 -> Doll

▪︎ PAWN 2 -> ?

▪︎ ROOK -> ?

▪︎ HORSE -> ?

▪︎ QUEEN -> ?

▪︎ (KING -> R!Ciel)

Black:

▪︎ ROOK -> Vincent

▪︎ PAWN 1 -> Madame red

▪︎ KING -> ? (O!Ciel)

▪︎ HORSE -> ? (Sebastian)

▪︎ PAWN 2 -> ? (Rachel?)

▪︎ PAWN 3 -> ?

I'm not actually interested in the black pieces at the moment so let's focus on the rest.

Looking at the situation that has been created with the return of the real Ciel and other characters recently, do we perhaps have some clues about the current factions???

Both R!Ciel and Doll returned as bizarre dolls, so could we consider the whites their side or at least a side that is O!Ciel's enemy?

Then we can now guess who the white horse is in my mind.

Why do I think that Undertaker is the white horse?

He has a somewhat similar role to that of Sebastian for O!Ciel, albeit distorted.

They're both the "knight" to their "kings", someone who stays by their side (white horse in B4, really close to the white king in C3) and provides support and strategy, I don't know but it just made sense to me.

What about the white queen?

OK, now it's going to get a bit crazy.

Let's look down again where the white queen and black knight are shown, and let's see what is said.

“Nothing will hurt you here” is referred to O!Ciel, so who could be a threat to him?

Sebastian, of course (in that same moment in the manga he was trying/considering eating him, his goal is to devour Ciel's soul at the end) but is also shown the white queen???

A queen who could hurt him?

Yeah so I think it represents Queen Victoria. Why?

My theory is that on the chessboard she is part of O!Ciel's enemy faction (she is not R!Ciel's ally at the moment and she wasn't involved with the blue cult arc since Undertaker despises her lol) because she could be connected with the events of the twins’ tenth birthday.

There are too many coincidences about 14 of December: Prince Albert's death, the twins’ birth, the attack. A lot of theories here on tumblr explain it really well.

And the other pieces? I don't think it's too crazy to assume that all 4 stars may be present on the board: Sirius, Vega, Canopus and Polaris.

2 of them are already there-> Sirius (both Ciel) and Canopus (Doll).

We now know that Vega is Layla, so she could be PAWN 2 or the ROOK based on her future role/importance(??)

Polaris has yet to be revealed but I believe it could be Joker who is already the white BISHOP, an important piece who is however not linked to the royal court but to a different master, who in his case is Baron Kelvin.

For my first post, it got waaay too long, so maybe I should explain in different posts all my theories on the queen's role, Polaris' identity, etc.

I hope it wasn't too chaotic 😅

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #kuroshitsuji theories #ciel phantomhive #phantomhive twins

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twisted-in-underland · 4 months

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@oya-oya-okay’s Kuro x TWST au except Kalim threw Ciel in a Silk Adorned outfit like he was a dress up doll 😌

(@/glitchycreations is my art account btw)

#twisted wonderland #twst #kuroshitsuji #Kuro x TWST #ciel phantomhive #o!ciel #Ciel in twisted wonderland #twst silk adorned #kalim al asim #i got bored #and I love this au so much 🤧#Ciel is angy b/c of all the layers lol #traditional drawing #fan art #twst fanart

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kywaslost · 8 months

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ciel phantomhive x f!reader, she finds out that she’s actually a bizzare doll and is horrified and shocked. what would Ciel’s reaction be

Dolls of Unknown Origin - Ciel Phantomhive

A/N: Posting two days in a row? Yep! Because I have like 3-4 finished requests ready to post and I want to stick to posting every Friday but I hate making people wait for so long, so I may just post all the ones I have done this weekend and then spend the rest of my time finished all of my requests. That way I can get back to writing my own little things! I made this a hc because I wasn’t 100% confident in my ability to make this a decent one-shot. Hope that’s ok!

How were you supposed to know that you were one of the creatures that were killing people left and right?

Sure, you don’t remember anything past just a few months ago, when you first met Ciel in London

He had found you unconscious in an alley near Undertaker’s Parlor, and somehow you ended up traveling with him and Sebastian

You were upset at first because you seemed to have lost your memory, but eventually came to terms with it

You’re on the Campania investigating with Ciel and Sebastian and weird creatures are attacking people

And Undertaker is there. He’s one of the few people you remember before being found by Ciel

That whole fight is going down, where Undertaker reveals that he is a reaper

And that’s when he also confesses that you are one of the bizarre dolls

He admits to everything. That you were brought to the parlor after your death, and he was bored and wanted to try and bring you back to life, except he thought his little experiment had failed and so he dumped you in a nearby alley

Which, to be fair, his experiment failed in the fact that you weren’t stumbling around killing people, but you were in fact brought back from death

You were left to contemplate your entire existence as Sebastian grabs you and Ciel and makes a run for it

Ciel is just as shocked as you are

But I also feel like he would be chill with it as long as you didn’t start killing people

When it’s all said and done and you’re left sitting in a rescue boat with an injured Ciel and Sebastian, you try to apologize and even try to convince them to finish you off, seeing you’re a monster

But they reassure you that as long as you act human and don’t turn murderous, you’re ok

Besides, what’s one more supernatural being going to do to the staff at Phantomhive Manor?

#platonic #x reader #comfort #ciel x reader #ciel fantomhive #black butler ciel #ciel #ciel phantomhive #ciel phantomhive x reader comfort #ciel phamtonhive #kuroshitsuji #black butler #ciel phantomhive x reader #black butler request

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I have a Question: How did you come up with the ship Maurice X Doll?? Like... How would they meet in the canon?? (Not in the RB Au)

Literally only came up with it because Doll was swapped with Joanne and because I thought it would've been funny if RB!Maurice had a crush on someone to the point he'd do anything for them include like altering his own appearence if it made Doll like him more (full on selfless, something canon Maurice isn't and would definitely fucking hate RB!Maurice for it)

But like if we're talking canon Maurice and Doll, I did thought something for how they would've met and such so here: I'm thinking the only way they'd meet is at the circus. Like Maurice's older sibling dragged him to go with them and after the show was over Maurice was left alone for a moment because their sibling went to do something rq and told him to stay there. To why Doll approached him was because one of Snake's snakes got away suddenly and started slithering to Maurice and Doll panickily ran to him (because a snake slithering in the open to a guest and possibly scaring them wouldn't be a good look on the circus) and yanked the snake from under his feet which caught his attention immediately and they started talking from there. And bonus I think Maurice actually likes animals alot and Doll snuck him into the back to meet the other snakes without anyone noticing (Besides like Snake cause yk). And then their lil friendship started there And because they wanted to stay friends with eachother, they wrote letters to eachother constantly about their day and what they're up to just to keep in touch with other. That is until Maurice stopped receiving letters because Doll died and he never found out so he just figured Doll either got sick of him or she forgot about him lmaooo. And to makes things better, I like to believe Doll was Maurice's first and only actual friend he has made because other kids never really liked him so you could imagine how he felt went Doll just stopped writing to him

#I came up with this headcanon the otherday but this is gen the only way I think these two would've met and interacted in canon #and no Maurice literally never finds out Doll is dead plus what makes it funnier is Ciel actually finds out Doll was Maurices first friend #so you just see him sweat like oh! *proceeds to speed walk away*#I could make a lil comic about this too if I ever feel like it but idk lmao #black butler #kuroshitsuji #red butler au #maurice cole #doll #freckles #black butler maurice #black butler doll #black butler freckles #dollice #maureckles #maurice x doll #maurice x freckles #mono ask

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Pride, Identity, and Advice (Dadbastian Days 1,2,5,6)

“Young Master, why are you up?”

The butler got used to everything the manor has to offer. The cracks on the stone walls, the plants that grow and overgrow like a human connection, the way the rain falls on the windows during the storms and gentle weather change, the many attackers who come by to try and ruin the manor in some way, the faces in and out of the doors often. But he was never used to seeing his Young Master, now in his teens, awake in the dead of night with a melancholy look on his face. Ciel glanced up to his butler in black as he stood by the rain-covered window of his bedchambers, a blanket barely wrapped over his shoulders like a cap as his bare feet were flat on the wooden flooring.

The sounds of sniffles and the sight of tears still linger a foreign thing to Sebastian even after so many years living among the mortals and humans, yet still now it creates cracks in his beating drum of an organ when seeing the tears on pale cheeks. What hurt his chest more was the sight of his master wiping his face in a hurry with blanket covered hands. “I’m just checking how bad the storm is. Goodnight Sebastian.” Ciel then hurries away before his butler could ask him any more questions on the night’s adventure.

—

“My my, you’ve grown to be quite a handsome young man My Lord.” “Why hello young man, are you here to pick up an order?” “You’re growing up to be a strong man, boy, you can get married soon.” “Such a kind boy, your future bride must be so lucky.”

All day was busy with the master and butler duo going around London for errands, getting mail, getting some new tea leaves of Ciel’s choosing, picking up some new seeds for the seasons’ changes, and finally a visit to Nina Hopkins’ shop to pick new clothes. Throughout the day, Sebastian kept looking at his little Lord and kept seeing this sunken and tired expression on his face, black gloved hands always clasping and rubbing against the material over his pale flesh.

As the two walk their way into the lovely tailor shop in town, the scent of candle light on oils and various fabrics filling their senses, they are imminently greeted by the woman in question who hurries over down the stairs to the two. “Good afternoon My Lord!” Cried Nina, brown eyes eager and glittering as the usual draw of amusement meets excitement. “Good afternoon Miss Hopkins. You seem excited.” Said Sebastian with a small smile, honestly enjoying the tailor’s passion for her profession ever since he helped the pair with costumes for their musical theater project they shared. They still aren’t quite there to be the friends he would say. Nina smiled wide and straightened her back in pride, “Of course!” She cheered, “I always love to work with the Earl! Measuring him and designing the most perfect outfits are pure excitement, especially since I’m here witnessing the glorious slot of time of when a boy becomes a man!” She practically squealed out the last part as she did a small dramatic spin of her heels, earning some amusement in Sebastian. The woman clapped her hands together when she turned to the small Lord with a beaming smile, “Now then, shall we take you recent measurements, My Lord?” She pauses when noticing Ciel is looking off to the side, speaking a touch louder now, “Ahem.” Ciel’s shoulders tense as he whirled his head to her and blinked rapidly, imminently collecting himself with an assuring smile, “O-Oh I apologize, yes we shall.”

As the two walked to the fitting room, Sebastian glanced to where his master could be looking at only to see the photos of wedding gowns Nina has made over the years.

—

Sebastian pondered as he sliced the lamb he has in front of him. His master just has been acting weird, it’s almost too questionable with the recent events. He’s used to the thought of “Oh humans are just different” but rarely has that come up due to thoughts of Ciel. Maybe it’s puberty? Could he perhaps be upset about something? Did he maybe have a fight with his twin? So many possibilities that he can’t quite pick and naw on properly.

A small squirt of meat snaps him out of his drowning thoughts, he glances down to the lamb meat before him. In a strange way, seeing the cut lamb reminded him a bit of his master�� The pale skin bruised and bitten up as if eaten alive, The sad swollen eyes of misery staring at everyone blankly, The dark wool of hair on top his head with any signs of horns not yet peeking or perhaps cut off, The black coated hooves that ache and numb from many fights and giving ups.

The demon realizes at that thought he’s more so thinking of the night they met… When that Earl was this scared sad child filled with trauma and guilt of a thing he couldn’t have control over nor had the option of what would happen that week… That boy starved and hurting… Sebastian, over the many many years he’s been on this plane of life and death, is used to many forms of humanity being far more cruel than demons can ever be. He got used to those terrible actions on people, on children who people preach and pray should never be harmed in any way only to turn their back when the child needs help most. Yet, he never actually saw the effects of the aftermath of such slaughter and cruelty…

“The meat will spoil if you stare at it too long, Mr Sebastian.”

The butler’s head jerked up fast and hard, almost throwing him in a rough dizzy, and slowly a smile stretched on his lips as his red eyes showed a small twinkle of warmth. “I didn’t hear you enter, Mr Agni.” A bandaged hand touched the shoulder of the demon as the man in green stood beside him, gray eyes warm and softened like melting chocolates as he looked to his butler companion. “What is on your mind, my friend?” Asked him with a small head tilt. Sebastian sighed softly and began to move his hand about to care for the meat to prepare for dinner, his words sliding out easily like a flowing water fountain, “It is my Young Master. He has been acting differently than usual. Wandering the manor at night, growing sadder and sadder with each passing second, spacing out at the strangests of times. And yet I cannot at all figure out how to ease his worried heart and soul. Somehow this feels… far different than I am used to.” Agni listened calmly before giving a thought, “Perhaps you should have a conversation with him. He may be secretly yearning for someone to come talk to him about what is weighing his mind, as I have sensed with you Mr Sebastian.” Sebastian chuckled some, “You don’t need to be so formal with me, Mr Agni. I will take your advice nicely though, but I do fear he won’t answer honestly…” “He will. Your bond is far stronger than anything I have ever seen Sebastian, you both can easily sense when the other is needing care as proven so many times of you to him and him to you, like when you were required to rest of the ship incident.” The butlers look at each other and smile, small giggles exciting lips as they recall the leaving of such a “vacation” only to come back bloody and bruised and scary stories to come with.

Blond hair peeks out the door frame of the kitchen door as Baldroy looks in, his blue eyes scanning the area curiously. “What got you in a giggling mood?” “Oh, just…memories.”

Sebastian looked to his side, only to see it empty but still warm as if a body was there just a few seconds ago. A bitter coldness filled his chest as he took in a shaky breath and a calmer sigh out. He turned to the chef and smiled, “May I help you with something, Mr Baldroy?” Baldroy shook his head and sputtered, “I… was just wondering if I can help with anything…” “Well don’t just stand there, come on in, Mr Baldroy.”

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The butler walked down the dark halls of the manor until he arrived at the bedchamber door of the Earl of Phantomhive. Quietly, he enters and sees the lad already dressed for bed and reading, albeit a slight mess much like his life during that damn circus case. “My Young Master, have you decided I am not needed to assist you?” Sebastian said in a joking manner, only to gain silence and avoided day clashing colored eyes back.

With a sigh and sat at the foot of the bed and turned to the teen, dragging his tongue to lick his dry lips as he chose his words carefully. Finally, after mentally rereading his script of the conversation, he spoke out his query, “Young Master, I have noticed your behavior has been… odd as of late. Is something eating away at you?” Ciel turned away from him. “Don’t be silly, of course no–” “Young Master,” The master turned and looked at his butler, surprised by the sudden stern voice as if a father was scolding a child gently. “I swore to you I would never lie,” The butler continued, “And I would like you to be honest with me, just for tonight. I will rephrase my question; What is eating away at you?”

He took a mental notice of Ciel’s pale lips trembling some and how his hands tighten at the book in his hands. Finally, after what felt like weeks and months of waiting, the Earl sighed and actually settled in his spot on the bed though his eyes haven’t yet reached the older.

“Have you… ever felt like you were… going crazy Sebastian?”

For the first time, the words threw the demon in confusion and curiosity.

“Excuse me, what do you mean, My Lord?” Ciel huffed, a weak smile cracked on his face, “Of course, what a silly question. You’re a demon after all, you don’t even know the true pain of insanity…” Sebastian took more mental notes as he examined his master’s emotionally weak state, “Do you feel that way, My Lord? That you’re in insanity?” The Earl paused, that’s when Sebastian became aware he hit the nail on the head. “My Lord,” Sebastian started, easing his voice in a soothing calming manner, but was interrupted by Ciel’s sudden emotional words, “Don’t say you understand what I feel! How could you possibly understand this… this… this insane emotional hurricane that bubbles under my skin? To understand the burning feeling of them still lingering? The blood that can never be seen or unwashed under my nails? You don’t! You don’t understand these thoughts that haunt me! Their voices that taunt me! Telling me I can’t feel angered by my past if my heart fluttered at someone of the same sex as me, or if I adore the strong will of a woman outside my line of sight… The constant thoughts and strangling pains when I hear the foul words of everyone around me, telling me how much of a man I should be… The most perfect English gentleman… That I need to wed to a woman or else I’m not lovable… Knowing if I refuse somehow I’ll… I’d…”

As he watched his small shoulders raise and fall in soft wheezes, the butler in black thought hard of his words. Yes, what he said is true… He’ll never understand these feelings. The feelings society pushed into him that clashed terribly with such strong emotions.

Sebastian reached out and placed a hand on the Earl’s head who, like a rabbit being pet, the smaller pushed into the palm seeking comfort. Wheezing breaths leaving pale yet bitten lips as paler cheeks are already staining with tears and emotional flush. “What’s wrong with me Sebastian…? I’m losing my mind… I must be… Having such thoughts and feelings–” The butler stopped his master’s words with stern yet gentle words of his own, “There is nothing wrong with you My Lord. The minds of society around you are wrong.” Sebastian carefully took the Lord’s face into his hands and wiped away the tears the best he could, heat breaking at that pained look on his small face, “They tell you since the day you were born what life you should have merely based off their own beliefs without knowing a thing about you and how you feel about them planing the play of life of you. If it were me, I would be more than eager to tell you if you want to kiss a boy, go for it. If you want to wear gowns, then just do it. If you want to scream at Christ and the Lord for not answering your eager prayers, I’ll scream with you in glee. No one should be entitled to tell you how you should feel… Not after I’ve seen how much you dug your own way out of Hell.”

The teen’s shaky breath was his only reply back. Not until their arms fell forward as the Earl’s head landed on Sebastian’s chest as he hiccups and sobs away. Sebastian, with even more ache against his chest, wrapped his arms carefully around the smaller figure, gloved hands rubbing soft circles around his head and back that shake and bob with each cry. “I’m very proud of you, My Lord, you should be proud of the person you grew to be…”

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After that night of the Lord crying himself to sleep in the demon’s arms, Sebastian made quick work of making sure his master was comfortable and not stressed out about everything. He handled the stuff connected to the Funtom Company. He made sure the manor and estate were good and clean. He explained to the servants very simply and easy to understand that their master is feeling blue as of late and to politely refrain from calling him things like “Mister” or “Sir” but not start calling him “Miss” or “Lady” as that’s not what the master wants either and treat him as they treated him prior. He made his master his favorite treats for the day. He called Nina and informed him of small changes of the wardrobe designs to fit more comfortably for his master’s true nature. He even contacted the Trancy Manor and Blavat, two places of people he despises, if the teens under their care can be so kind to visit for the day. After all, if he can’t ease the worries of his master after battling with his own identity and self worth due to society’s harsh rules and the trauma of his past, what kind of butler would he be?

Sebastian watched as the afternoon slowly shifted to night as his master, now dressed in an outfit that’s best fitted in the term of androgyny, enjoying a simple game of Old Maid with the blond Lord of Trancy and brunette circus performer of the stars. In a blink he sees the small child that stood before soiled with blood and ruins and tears, sunken sad eyes staring at him with no light to be seen.

Blinking again, he sees the picture again now, seeing the light that not only fills the blue eye of his master, but around him.

Yeeeaaaah, lowkey inspired by this song

I missed the previous prompts so I had them planned for yesterday since my head was empty on that prompt, then I saw today's prompt and went, "well this fits" so here we are!

This is for the @dadbastianweek2023 thingy which is very nice lol I grew to like some of your's headcanon of nonbinary OCiel Phantomhive (he/they) so thanks yall for that Edit: I decided to make this yet ANOTHER long story for another prompt, it's already angsty let me have this!

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One Hell of a Love (Book 2) Chapter Twenty-Five

Sebastian Michaelis x Demon! Reader

Chapter Twenty-Five: One Hell of a Confession

Summary: As the Campania sinks, (Y/N) and Sebastian face the remaining reanimated corpses.

As the Campania fell into two pieces, (Y/N) and Sebastian leapt out of the ship pieces. Ciel clung to Sebastian, and the demons ran up the deck of the ship to the tip of the bow.

“It does not seem that the bow here will hold for long either!” said Sebastian over the roar of the sinking ship breaking apart.

“Sebastian!” (Y/N) tossed him a lifesaver.

He stuck it onto Ciel, who gaped in surprise. “Take a deep breath,” said Sebastian.

“Eh?! Wha—?!” Ciel stammered.

“The situation being what it is, please do forgive me!” Sebastian lifted Ciel above his head.

“What are you do—Aaah!” Ciel cried out as Sebastian through him into the air.

Water. It just has to be water. (Y/N) took a deep breath and leapt from the bow of the Campania as it fell underwater.

The chill of water instantly seeped into them, and if they weren’t a demon, the iciness would be paralyzing. Sebastian was beside them beneath the water and nodded to a lower lifeboat that hadn’t been lowered. They swam lower and grabbed the boat. Sebastian grabbed the other end, and they pulled it to the surface. Sebastian broke away and grabbed Ciel as he slipped below the waves. (Y/N) pushed the boat onto the water, and Sebastian tossed Ciel inside. The Earl coughed and shivered.

“Please put this on,” said Sebastian, tossing his tailcoat to Ciel. “I do apologize that I cannot prepare some hot tea for you.”

Screams and cries for help pierced the night, and the three glanced over to see the people that hadn’t escaped to the lifeboats in time fighting each other to keep on the surface, nearly tearing each other apart.

“We’ll be dragged down if we go there,” said (Y/N), resting on the side of the boat.

“Let us depart,” said Sebastian.

The demons tired, bloody, pained demons pushed the boat away from the wreckage and towards the other lifeboats. Ciel sat listlessly in the boat, holding himself tight and shivering. His eyes drooped.

“Young Master!” warned (Y/N).

Sebastian called out in alarm, “You must not fall asle—!” A sharp pull on his leg had his head snapping back. A bizarre doll had his leg in its grasp and was opening its jaw. It snapped closed, and Sebastian kicked it away as it tore into him.

“These things can move in the water?!” cried Ciel. That has snapped him out of his daze.

“Since they do not need to breathe, it would follow that they also do not drown,” said Sebastian.

“That means—Mph!”

(Y/N) covered Ciel’s mouth. “Hush. I hear something.”

All around the lifeboat, bubbles broke the surface of the ocean.

“Don’t tell me…” breathed Ciel.

Hundreds of heads broke the surface. Bizarre dolls were moving towards them from every direction.

“These are all—?!” Ciel couldn’t finish the thought.

“Get in!” said (Y/N), grabbing Sebastian and pushing him up. He pulled them up behind him protectively.

A moment later, the bizarre dolls were climbing for them. Sebastian grabbed an oar and slammed through several skulls. (Y/N) grabbed the other and smashed some more heads.

“Just how many of them are there?!” cried Ciel.

“I cannot say…however they will likely only search for souls until their bodies are no more,” said Sebastian grimly.

“And that means you are the sole living human in this vicinity,” said (Y/N).

Ciel looked between the swarm of bizarre dolls and the faint lights of the lifeboats. “Then…we can’t run. If we do, Lizzie and the other survivors will be targeted. We can’t expose them to danger.” (Y/N) and Sebastian defended the boat from the next group of attackers. “Call it good fortune or ill, they seem only to attack the soul nearest to them! We will stop them here! You can do it, can’t you, Sebastian, (Y/N)?”

“(Y/N)?” said Sebastian.

“I’m with you until the end,” said (Y/N).

Sebastian smirked and glanced at Ciel. “You do not need to ask your servant,” he said. “Simply command what you will of me.”

“I command you!” said Ciel, exposing his contract seal. “Exterminate them!”

Together, (Y/N) and Sebastian spoke. “Yes, my Lord!”

Sebastian slammed through a group of bizarre dolls. “We will pitch around a bit!”

“Hang on to the boat!” said (Y/N), spinning and striking behind Ciel.

The demons showed their true colors, keeping balance on the waves as they whirled and struck and smashed skulls, blood splattering over them. Around them, countless bizarre dolls swam forward.

It was going to be a long night.

“I-Is it over?” Ciel glanced up from where he was curled on the bottom of the lifeboat. The tinges of sunlight were finally streaking the sky.

“Yes…” (Y/N) swayed and collapsed to their side.

“(Y/N)!” Sebastian went to their side, but he stumbled and fell to his knees.

Ciel’s eyes widened as he saw the demons that were usually so calm and collected feel pain and injury. “Sebastian? (Y/N)?”

“The blow of the Death Scythe was…hard, even for us,” said Sebastian, panting. (Y/N) groaned in agreement, leaning their head back in exhaustion. Sebastian’s hand unconsciously reached out to them and lay on their arm in silent comfort.

Ciel looked down and gazed at the lockets in his hand. “Undertaker…what on Earth was he after…?”

“I have no idea,” said (Y/N). “But as long as you keep that chain of lockets, I’m sure you’ll see him again.”

“He seemed to have no intention of harming you, Young Master, but personally, we could do without the reunion,” said Sebastian. He coughed up blood, and (Y/N) uselessly tried to sit up to attend him. They curled up onto their side, clutching their wound.

“This is the first time I’ve seen you two in such states,” said Ciel.

“Pardon us for being so ungraceful,” said (Y/N). “Unfortunately, we did sustain a few injuries. Next time, we’ll be more efficient as Phantomhive servants.”

Ciel scoffed fondly and looked up. His eyes widened. “A rescue boat.” A proper ship was sailing towards them. They were saved. “I can’t afford to have servants of the Phantomhive family stay in that state forever. Make sure you rest up when we return to the manor. You did well tonight.”

Sebastian and (Y/N)’s eyes widened in surprise at the praise.

“Young Master…” Sebastian smiled. “Please stop. I cannot believe I am hearing you say these words.”

“I’d prefer to not deal with another crisis today,” said (Y/N) tiredly, head leaning to the side. With Sebastian’s hand on their arm, they rested their hand on his leg and waited for the ship to arrive.

(Y/N) sighed as they stretched, finally alone in the room provided by the rescue boat. Their wounds ached as they repaired themselves, but there was nothing (Y/N) could do but use the towel provided to wipe away the blood on their skin and clothes.

A knock at their door sounded, and (Y/N) breathed in relief as they felt Sebastian’s energy. They opened the door, and Sebastian stepped in.

“How is the Young Master?” said (Y/N).

“Recovering from his bout in the cold,” said Sebastian. “The doctors deemed he simply needed rest, so I am giving it to him.”

“We deserve rest after everything we went through,” sighed (Y/N).

“It is not my place as a servant to request such a thing, but I admit that I agree,” said Sebastian.

“Well, if you’re looking to avoid rest, don’t come to me. I intend on taking it after everything I went for,” said (Y/N), stretching and wincing as their wound pulled as it sewed itself together.

Sebastian’s eyes flicked to the tear in their uniform and the injury it revealed. He felt a tide of worry for (Y/N)’s condition and anger at Undertaker rise within him. He forced his gaze back to their eyes. “Yes…everything you went through.”

(Y/N) knew him well enough to sense the undertone in his words. “Yes, Sebastian, everything I went through in this life and the last. I didn’t enjoy reliving it in the slightest.” Their eyes narrowed and flashed fuchsia. “If I am to share my past and truths of my human life, then I want to on my own terms. Not forced out of me by some reaper trying to kill me.”

Sebastian chuckled.

(Y/N) paused and looked at him. “What’s so amusing?”

“The fact that you believe I care for your human life,” said Sebastian. “You hide it because you feel the perception of your demonic self now will be tainted by the being you were then.” He leaned towards them. “But I do not care. I saw a strong witch in your memories, and I see a powerful demon now.”

(Y/N) blinked at the intensity. “You don’t care?” You don’t care that I was once a witch playing with magic, a human with no true power when it came to the eve of their death, helpless?

“I do not. Not about the difference in your power between your mortal life and your immortal one,” said Sebastian. His eyes darkened. “No, I care for the fact I nearly saw your death come again.” He reached out and brushed a hand across the skin showing in the ripped dress, tracing over the exposed skin as it finished repairing itself. “I care for the fact I almost lost you.” The hand at their stomach smoothed across their waist, and his other hand raised. Sebastian was nearly caressing their face, hovering but a centimeter above their skin. “I cannot lose you. I refuse to. Not to humans, reapers, demons, or any other creature.”

“Corvus…” (Y/N) spoke softly, invitingly. To hear such words from the demon they loved…they nearly couldn’t bear it.

“Dear Felis,” murmured Sebastian. “To see your blood…I could hardly bear it.”

(Y/N) reached up and cupped his hand, pressing it to their cheek. “And I couldn’t bear the blood you spilled. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you.” They gazed into his eyes and spoke the words that rested for so long on their heart. “I love you, Corvus.”

Sebastian was silent for a moment, and then… “Say it again.”

“I love you.”

Sebastian pulled them to him and kissed them. He cupped their jaw and tugged their waist closer, pouring all his emotions into his act before leaning his forehead against theirs as they panted. His fuchsia eyes gazed into their catlike ones.

“I love you, Felis.”

(Y/N) pulled him back into a kiss at the words, the two stepping backwards. (Y/N) hit the edge of the bed and leaned back, and Sebastian pushed on top.

“Dear, dear Felis.” He kissed down their neck. “Dear, foolish, stubborn Felis, running into danger for a demon like me.”

(Y/N) sighed at the feeling of his canines scraping along their neck and tilted their head. “Dear Corvus, foolish enough to love a demon like you.”

Sebastian smirked. “Then allow this demon to show just how he foolish he is.” He pulled back and gazed at them, raking over their appearance partly beneath him. “I have imagined this moment vividly.”

“As have I.” (Y/N) smirked coyly and leaned back, dragging a hand up their side and sliding their skirts up to reveal their legs. “Who should show who?”

“We have all night,” said Sebastian. “I’m sure both of us have an opportunity to show their love precisely what they’ve imagined.”

“Then what are you waiting for, Corvus?” (Y/N)’s voice was a purr. “I love you.”

An invitation.

Sebastian smirked. He’d take it.

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plague-of-insomnia · 6 months

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Kuro First-Person Pronouns: Layla & Al

Unlike English, Japanese has many first-person pronouns ( “I”). These often will give you information about the type of person the character is. Are they very feminine or masculine? Polite or brusque? Young or old? Are they higher or lower in the social hierarchy? How close, psychologically, are they to the listener?

It’s not uncommon for one person to use different pronouns in different situations, and that is sometimes the case in the manga, depending on the character.

These ofc get lost in translation and are something I find very interesting. So this series will go through some of the Black Butler characters and show you which pronoun(s) they tend to use in Japanese and what that says about them as a character.

[More about Japanese pronouns]

•私•僕•俺•儂•自分•我•私•僕•俺•儂•自分•我•

Layla | Al : “レイラ” | オレ*

Used By: Young Girls/Children/Adults wanting to sound cute | Casual or Polite: Casual

Used by: Men | Casual or Polite: Casual

[*Also used by Bard and Doll]

I wasn’t going to do a post on Layla originally, since I can barely even use her real name and not call her merely Lolib*tch for attempting to kill my man, but someone mentioned her and “Al,” the other personality inside her, wondering about their pronouns. I got curious, since I couldn’t remember paying much attention to this ~2 years ago when Bard’s arc started.

Lolib*tch has two personalities inside her: Layla and Al.

Layla seems to be the dominant personality, and it’s possible the body is hers (his?). She’s unique as far as the characters I’ve reviewed for this series so far in that she does not use a personal pronoun at all, but instead consistently uses her own name (レイラ ) when she needs to refer to herself.

In other words, instead of saying, “I killed him,” she’d say, “Layla killed him.” In English, this comes off as annoying and arrogant, which is probably partly why the official translation just used “I,” for her, but it has a very different association in Japanese.

In Japanese, it’s common for very young children who haven’t learned to use personal pronouns to use their name instead. So a young kid might say, “Jake wants drink” in Japanese the same way in English a younger kid might say “Me want drink” or “Want drink” bc they’re still learning how to properly use personal pronouns, too.

Because of this association, though, some girls (especially) will copy this because they feel it makes them sound young and cute, like a little kid. It’s possible Yana wanted to tie into this idea with Layla, while also cleverly disguising that she’s actually only one of the personalities in that body. Because Layla as a loli in a manga wouldn’t come off as odd using such language.

However, once Al is introduced, not only does he get a different font, but his manner of speech is very different, including his pronoun. Like Bard (and Doll), Al consistently uses オレ (ore), a hypermasculine pronoun, and his speech aligns with this.

Al seems like a stark opposite to Layla; she’s small and cutesy, he’s much more brusque and masculine. It isn’t clear whose body it is, and whether or not it’s a male body or not. The collie class appear to be all male, so it’s possible Al is actually the body’s owner and Layla is the transplant; we have no way of knowing now.

Perhaps we will see what happens to them when they’re brought back to the reaper HQ.

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This is part of a series. More to come!

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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. :))

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