#funtom five

[reine-du-sourire]

Pushed too far during a practice, Cheslock has a panic attack. Professor Michaelis seems to know exactly how to snap him out of it.

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Cheslock knows he really shouldn't be gripping his hair like this. He just re-styled it this afternoon.

But it hurts, and it's an anchor, and he hasn't been driven to this in months and that hurts too.

It's just- too much, too loud, and that’s normally the last thing to overwhelm him, but- Clayton tripping for the third time and Kadar screeching the wrong note on purpose just to get Harcourt to giggle and Violet, always at the back of his mind and snapping at Eddie who’d asked what was wrong and-

Several hairs part company with his scalp and he hisses, out of sheer helplessness aggravation more than anything else.

he’s not helpless, he’s not, he’s not, he doesn’t need help from anyone a-agh a-aa-aaa-

His shirt is drenched in perspiration and his heart is thumping violently out of sync with the ringing in his ears growing louder and louder and more discordant and if there’s one thing he hates it’s-

“The night sky made of paper, those imitation stars…”

Cheslock’s sweat-and-tear-blurred eyes jolt open. 

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#kuroshitsuji #black butler #blue cult arc #phantom five #funtom five #cheslock #sebastian michaelis #dadbastian #he just can't escape the dad #tw panic attack #the weston boys

[cosmiclion]

Hey, can you do the Phantom 5 horsing around/panicking/drinking/practicing in between shows?

I've had this in my inbox for AGES, I'm very very very very sorry it took me so long, anon, I swear I wasn't ignoring it! I was just struggling to come up with any ideas, and on top of that I had to research in which part of the manga the Phantom Five appeared and read it to get some context as I've only read like the first two volumes of Kuro lmao. But I still really wanted to draw this, I wanna step a little out of my comfort zone and draw things I'm not used to drawing. Anon, if you're still out there I hope you like my silly doodles and, again, I'm sorry 😭🙏 I know most of those outfits as well as plastic water bottles probably weren't a thing back then but to be fair neither were boy bands lol.

#eli's art #artists on tumblr #doodles #asks #kuroshitsuji fanart #blue cult arc #(i think lmao) #funtom music hall #phantom five #edward midford #cheslock #soma asman kadar #prince soma #clayton #joanne harcourt #sebastian michaelis #ciel phantomhive #our ciel #o!ciel #procreate app #not yoi

[abybweisse]

Kuro 2024, Key visual

The full moon and that clock on the wall....

That's Weston.

The P4 finally getting animated.

That little cinnamon roll named McMillan. He must be protected. And animated.

The future Funtom Five: Soma, Edward, and three who haven't been animated yet -- Harcourt, Cheslock, and Clayton! Animation time!

Undertaker in a suit and Eldredge-knotted tie!! It's the second canon look of his I wore to a convention!

Francis/Frances Midford catching up to Sebastian and then dancing with Tanaka.

Sebastian trying to catch the headmaster (Undertaker) but just ending up with his clothes. Imagine what they could add to that scene?!? (Oh, please at least do that scene justice.)

And Sebastian in a cassock and professor robes. 🤤 That outfit is why I started fantasizing about him with my oc.... 🤭

Give it all to meeeee! 😝

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #sebastian michaelis #earl phantomhive #undertaker #2024 #weston arc #book of public school #book of weston #anime #manga vs anime #p4 #mcmillan #joanne harcourt #cheslock #clayton #edward midford #midford family #our earl #other characters #jul 4 2023

[zippidi-dooda]

Spoilers from the manga (black butler)

Images not in manga order, but I need the anime to go up to the point we meet the Phantom Five

I need bad boy Edward and Soma as marketable Funtom Bitter Rabbit plushies

I will get all five

They will become an heirloom

Please, even if it's not official, if someone just makes them for fun, you can have my wallet

And the boys sing! I gotta hear them sing

Then see mama Midford scold her son and take him out of his little boy band of course

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #phantom five #edward midford #black butler soma #black butler clayton #black butler cheslock #black butler joanne #prayers

[sebadztian]

Right, right... Four more days until Kuro Season Four!

Who's excited?!

Ciel is! Because on the eighth day at Weston, his butler gave to him...

Eight Funtom chocolates

Seven Grim Reapers

Six cups of tea

Five house servants

Four House Prefects

Three wishes

Two cricket bats

And a contract in a basement...

#kuroshitpost #Kuro S4 Countdown #public school arc

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

How about ❝ you’re my favorite person in the world. ❞ With Cheslock?

things that you want to hear.

❝ you’re my favorite person in the world. ❞

as a Cheslock simp all I can say is SOBBBB THIS MAN!!!!

You’re not sure why feelings sometimes hit at the oddest times.

The fact is that they do, though. Once in a while, your boyfriend CHESLOCK will do something rather mundane, or maybe he might just be doing nothing at all… and your heart will do a little jump inside your chest.

It doesn’t take much to remind you that you’re absolutely head over heels for this man. In some moments, it’s him grinning at you like a cheeky kid who’s just told a dirty joke for the first time. In some moments, it’s his hands lingering on your skin, as if he can’t imagine treating you any other way but carefully. In some moments, it’s his eyes looking down and focused on a piece of music, lips moving silently as he runs it back in his mind, appearing so unlike his usual self.

In this moment, it’s how he prepares for a show at Funtom’s Music Hall.

Their newest song has been practiced to death by the five of them, but there’s added pressure on Cheslock, because he’s the only member of their group who plays an instrument in addition to singing and dancing. He’s rosined his bow and is going over the parts which tripped him up in his first rehearsal, keeping time by tapping his foot. The words are almost spat out under his breath; he’s concentrated on the actual notes to play on the violin.

So lost in his final practice, he looks the most ‘himself’ as he ever has. This is how he was meant to exist ― a muted smile on his face, playing arpeggio with his bow bouncing over the strings, his appearance put together and yet unraveled all at once.

The violin rests comfortably between his chin and shoulder… like the way he holds you occasionally, with your head cuddled in that same spot. Even though he’s got sharp attention on what he’s doing, his eyes are half-lidded. He’s done it a million times before, and yet he hasn’t lost his passion.

You think maybe that’s what you like about him. This is what he does because he loves it, he’s honed his talent because this is what he enjoys doing.

How many other people do you know who are like him?

It’s not your fault, really, that you’ve suddenly walked over and wrapped your arms around him. He’s used to your affection by now, so really all he does is drop his violin while giving you a little snort. “Oi, wanna give me a good luck kiss, do y’?”

“Maybe. I saw you over here looking so cute, and I just couldn’t resist. You know…” It’s been promised, and you fulfill your end by pressing your lips to his cheek. Right under his eye where that scar of his cuts through like a crack in porcelain. Just as beautiful as the rest of him, far as you’re concerned. “You’re my favorite person in the world.”

His laugh comes out in a barely-there breath, his head tilting toward you like a sunflower looking for light. “Goddamn. There’s a big claim if I ever heard one. How do y’ know that if y’ ain’t met most ‘f the other people?”

You squeeze him tightly round the neck. Another kiss, this time just below his jawline. If only you had enough time, you’d shove him down and kiss every inch of his skin. “I just know. There can’t possibly be anyone more my favorite than you. I love you so much.”

“Aaaah…” A throaty moan escapes him before he can even think better of it. “Love y’ too, darlin’. You’re talkin’ so sweet t’ me… but the show’s about t’ go on. I gotta go get in position.”

With that he arches his head back, pressing a kiss to whichever part of you he can reach at the moment. “Meet y’ in a little bit for the after-party, though,” he smirks. “Think y’ll still wanna see y’r favorite person then?”

A small gasp leaves you at the contact, and you giggle. “I still want to see you now and you’ve not even left yet.”

His cheeks pink up, and he carefully extracts himself from your grip. “Aw, don’t worry, yeah? Absence makes the heart grow fonder ‘n’ all that shite, haha.” He gives you one last kiss, making it enough to hold you over… even though it’s really not, of course. “For the record, y’re my favorite person, too. See y’ in a little bit, love.”

Although you’re left alone as the curtain rises, you can’t complain.

Being backstage is so much better than having a front-row seat.

#Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Cheslock #Cheslock x reader #reader insert #meme reply #fluff #MY MAAAAAAN LOOK AT HIM GO #one hell of a queue

[variantia]

Black Butler muses

CHESLOCK canon

An expert at playing musical instruments due to incredible natural talent, Cheslock attends the prestigious Weston College, previously serving as Prefect’s Fag to Gregory Violet. Although he tends to come off as aggressive, unrefined, and nonconformist, he’s more insecure than he lets on, having felt pressured all his life by his father to be perfect and traditional. After secrets about the prefects surfaced, they were all expelled, and now Cheslock serves as the prefect of Violet Wolf. He also plays violin and sings in a group called the Funtom Five, created by Ciel Phantomhive to rival the former prefects’ Starlight Four.

FINNIAN canon

All his life, the only thing Finny can remember is having been held prisoner by scientists who did medical experiments on him as well as others. The injections that they gave him granted him super strength, but to the point that he often breaks things by accident with very little force. He was rescued by Ciel Phantomhive and Sebastian Michaelis, and offered freedom in exchange for his help to protect the manor and the young earl. Now he works as the estate’s gardener, which affords him what he wants most in life: to be outside.

JOANNE HARCOURT canon

Despite being of high gentility and one of the brightest students that Weston College has to offer, Joanne has led a very lonely, unhappy school life for the most part. Cruelty on the part of his former friend Maurice resulted in Joanne being branded a liar by the rest of his classmates and becoming an outcast. He frequently asserts that the only thing he’s good for is reading, but in actuality, he’s a very kind person and a good friend. Although he’s still rather shy, being a vocalist and dancer for the Funtom Five is helping him come out of his shell.

SNAKE canon

Snake is a young man who previously worked as a sideshow attraction at the Noah’s Ark Circus. He was a first-tier member due to the fact that the others didn’t have anyone who specialized in snake charming and snake dancing. Although he considers himself a freak due to being (purportedly) half-snake himself, he cherishes those who accept him and considers them family. He now works as a footman for Ciel Phantomhive, and has a number of snakes who stay with him at all times.

(PRINCE) SOMA ASMAN KADAR canon

Soma is a young man from Bengal, India, and is a prince due to being one of 26 children of the Raja of Bengal. Although he’s sometimes naive and constantly far too enthusiastic, his personality is balanced by the fact that he’s got a big heart and always has his friends in mind. He can be hard on himself sometimes, but is a very positive, kind, and intelligent person.

#reference #muse page post

[the-letter-horror-lover]

Highness.”

Chapter 5

Chapter Text

Chapter five – The Unexpected Guest

Tanaka walked down the corridor from the manor’s green sitting room, leaving the Funtom representative for only the briefest of moments. The final detail of the representative’s visit to the Phantomhive estate required the assent and signature Ciel in order to go forwards.

After having made certain of the ‘particulars’ as Ciel described them, the aged and skilled Tanaka helped simplify and streamline many of the concerns that the representative had come to the estate with.

The young solicitor was disappointed that he was unable to catch a glimpse of his elusive and mysterious Phantomhive employer but he was pleasantly surprised that Tanaka was as astute and sharp as he was.

Despite his senior appearance and careful movements the old Tanaka was still a contender in the world of management and enterprise.

With a dossier under his arm Tanaka took hold of the brass handle to the dining room and opened the ornate wooden door.

As he entered the room he cleared his throat and cheerfully spoke, “Good afternoon ladies!”

Upon seeing the old and cheerful butler Elizabeth immediately smiled and placed her fork back down on her dessert plate.

“Tanaka!” She exclaimed, “I was wondering where they were keeping you!”

She giggled, “I hope my Ciel hasn’t been making you work too hard?”

Tanaka simply smiled back at Elizabeth, tactfully avoiding her question, before smiling to Ciel’s other guest, the one he recalled seeing outside the manor earlier. Courteously Lady Heathcliffe returned the acknowledgement with a polite bow of the head.

After observing these niceties Tanaka made his way, with his typical purposeful stride, towards Ciel, whose eye looked at him with interest.

At the moment Ciel’s mouth was full with a large bite of white-cake and he couldn’t yet speak. Noticing this Tanaka filled, what would have otherwise been an awkward void, “I regret to interrupt your desert, but I must steal your host for but a moment.”

Ciel nodded and quickly took a drink from his teacup to wash down the sugary treat.

Taking the dossier from under his arm and opening it Tanaka placed the document down beside his plate for Ciel to read, and sign.

While his lord briefly went over the end summary of the document Tanaka produced from his jacket a fountain pen.

Elizabeth and Lady Heathcliffe looked on with interest as they saw Tanaka did not pull out from his person an inkwell for Ciel to dip into.

Holding the pen out to Ciel the young lord took it without raising his eye from the paper. Removing the cap he nodded as he finally reached the end of the document.

“Excellent.” He said before giving the page his signature of approval.

Elizabeth and Lady Heathcliffe watched, fascinated, never before having seen a fountainpen with its own self-contained inkwell.

Replacing the cap on the pen he handed it back to Tanaka and the older butler recollected the dossier.

Looking across the small table to his guests Ciel furrowed his brow at their expressions, “what seems to be the matter? I’m sorry for conducting business whilst you’re here but-“

Elizabeth shook her head, “No, no. That pen. Tanaka? Might I see it?”

Tanaka nodded and walked towards Lady Midford to give her the small novelty.

“Is this new?” She asked as she looked at the modern pen.

Ciel pushed out his lip as he thought, “I uh... I wouldn’t know? Tanaka? Is it a new pen?”

Tanaka nodded as he closed the dossier. “It is rather new yes my lady. I cannot remember the name of the proprietor that I purchased them from but I can safely say that it’s a wonderful invention.”

Lady Heathcliffe looked on with interest as Elizabeth removed the cap on the plain black pen.

“Paula, do you have any paper on your person?” She spoke to her lady’s maid behind her.

“Oh!” Paula announced as she began ruffling through the pockets of her jacket and dress.

“Here you are my lady!” She announced as she handed Elizabeth a small ‘Midford’ calling-card.

Flipping the ornate piece of stationary over Elizabeth wrote her own name with a ‘modern’ fountainpen for the first time.

“Oh, that’s so novel!” She exclaimed, “Paula, make a note! I need to buy one of these!”

“You can have that one Elizabeth.” Ciel said, “I have more than the one I’m sure, Tanaka?”

The aged butler nodded, “Certainly my lord.”

“Ciel thank you, it’s actually so useful I must say, my hands always get so black from when I write letters so this will be perfect!”

Lady Heathcliffe nodded, “That is a wonderful new invention. I should get my James to…”

She stopped, and Ciel narrowed his eye at her briefly.

Quickly she looked down and became emotional, bringing her napkin to her eyes as she sobbed.

Elizabeth, who was still fascinated by the novelty of the pen, immediately became concerned at her new friend’s sudden turn and quickly put the pen on the table before moving closer to Lady Heathcliffe.

“My lady! Whatever is the matter?”

Lady Heathcliffe avoided Ciel’s gaze and spoke into her hands as she wiped her eyes.

“I just… I am ever so worried about my father… I’m sorry I just… I had this vision of him being, hurt or, lost somewhere horrible and I… I’m sorry Lady Midford…”

Elizabeth shook her head as she rubbed Lady Heathcliffe’s arm, “Please… I know how I’d be if my father was missing! And call me Lizzy.”

Lady Heathcliffe nodded, and wiped the corner of her eye with her napkin, “You’re too kind,”

She looked to Tanaka who had immediately become taken with paternal concern, and then to Paula who had come up beside Elizabeth and was nodding as her lady rubbed Heathcliffe’s arm.

“Please you’re all too kind…”

Elizabeth looked away from Lady Heathcliffe briefly to give Paula an order, “Paula, the bells!”

Immediately the lady’s maid nodded and brought to hand two small hand-held sleigh bells. Shaking her hands rhythmically she smiled while announcing; “Jingle, jingle, jingle!”

Lady Heathcliffe giggled through a sob at the comical sight, and Elizabeth tried her best to assure her new friend, “Whenever I’m taken to melancholy, my faithful Paula always has her bells to cheer me up.”

Elizabeth nodded before adding, “In fact I believe music and laughter can always help raise the spirits.”

Paula nodded at her lady’s words and offered her own endorsement of the practise, “Be it a stormy day,” Elizabeth nodded.

“A canceled party,” Elizabeth nodded again, “or a day she couldn’t see Ciel.” Elizabeth stopped mid nod and looked back at her lady’s maid embarrassed, “Paula!” she whispered.

“I can always cheer up her ladyship with a little music!”

Lady Heathcliffe nodded and smiled though her eyes were poufy and her cheeks and nose were red. “I wish my maid was as sensitive as yours my lad-“she stopped, “Lizzy.”

Elizabeth smiled at the use of her nickname, for her it sealed the fact that they were now ‘friends’ though of course they barely knew one another.

Seeing that the sudden emotional situation had cooled down Tanaka nodded to the ladies and then to Ciel before leaving.

While Ciel’s body acted automatically and he dismissed his aged butler he was in deep thought and doing everything he could to automate his movements so as to remain unnoticed.

He was stuck on something that Lady Heathcliffe had said.

Tanaka wouldn’t have noticed, Elizabeth certainly didn’t notice, and Sebastian was currently in the kitchen with Snake, and Baldroy.

But Ciel definitely heard it, and he knew that Lady Heathcliffe knew too.

‘My James…’ She’d said, and then immediately stopped, then the emotional outburst… ‘My James…’ Ciel repeated in his head.

Deep in thought Ciel didn’t notice the return of Sebastian and he didn’t hear his butler’s question as to another cup of tea.

-1-

Walking out of the dining room and back down the corridor to the entrance hall Tanaka made his way to the green sitting room and the waiting Funtom representative.

Returning the signed dossier to the young solicitor Tanaka apologised for his tardiness.

The two then exchanged pleasantries and shook hands. The business of the company now concluded for the day, Tanaka showed the handsome clerk out of the manor and to his waiting carriage.

Now Tanaka had to return to his office and go over the household accounts, adding the new updates from the meeting to all their appropriate places.

It was tedious, but in a strange way Tanaka liked and enjoyed the sight of the Phantomhive’s interests squared away and secured.

-2-

“Ciel, I must stay with your guest!” Elizabeth announced as Sebastian poured the next round of tea.

Raising an eyebrow Ciel began to think reactively.

“But… Did you not have an engagement, or a party, rather, in York?”

Elizabeth waved her right hand at Ciel playfully and turned to look at Lady Heathcliffe. Placing her left hand over top of the noblewoman’s in a display of solidarity and familiarity.

“There’ll be more parties and more outings to be had I’m sure!”

Lady Heathcliffe’s expression lightened at the pleasant gesture as Elizabeth continued.

“Besides, I was only really going to York as a matter of habit, my girlfriends are ever so loud, some even insist on bringing two lady’s maids when they go out!”

The young Lizzy giggled, “So it’s quite a loud gaggle of girls, and… oh.” She sighed, “I really don’t feel like taking a train to go and see them today…”

Lady Heathcliffe laughed as she brought her napkin to her mouth.

Ciel looked to Sebastian and the two had an unspoken understanding, each was thinking the same thing; ‘Would this be a problem?’

Sebastian gave the slightest shake of his head from side to side. His black bangs swung lightly as he moved forwards, pouring tea into Lizzy’s cup.

With that assurance Ciel took charge as host and decided.

“I had intended to invite Lady Heathcliffe to stay for the evening, and if she wished, to stay here throughout the course of my investigation. Lizzy if you’d like you could also stay, and actually” he paused and readjusted his position in his seat. “You’d be helping me greatly.”

Lizzy excitedly raised her brow; she always loved the prospect of helping her beloved beau. “Oh that’d be wonderful Ciel!”

Ciel smirked and continued, “Since I’d be a rather poor host; working while Lady Heathcliffe stayed. I wouldn’t be able to extend her proper hospitality. It would be –“

Lizzy interrupted and nodded furiously, “I accept! Oh there’s so much we can do!”

Ciel was irked at the interruption but nodded in gratitude nonetheless.

“Thank you Elizabeth…” he looked to Lady Heathcliffe and he became puzzled at her expression.

“Oh, that is if you have no objections my lady?”

Shaking her head the young woman cleared her throat, “No, none my lord.”

Sebastian replaced the teapot to the table and spoke, “I shall have two guest rooms prepared immediately.”

Ciel nodded and Sebastian placed his hand on his chest before bowing his head.

-3-

Below the dignified luncheon, a rather undignified discussion was currently being had in the kitchen…

Bard leaned back against the kitchen island as he lit another cigarette. “So like… that’s how snakes mate then huh?”

His phobia of the slithering reptiles was dulling the longer he was in their presence, and between the cooking and bringing the service to the dining room Snake and Bard had started talking about a variety of benign topics.

Eventually Bard’s curiosity got the better of him and he asked something he had always wondered since Snake’s arrival.

“How do those slippery things, like… you know, do it?”

Snake, at first had no idea what Bard was saying and instead was trying his best not to burn his hands as he picked up a boiled kettle.

Taking a moment the young footman searched his vocabulary for the best way to explain the process.

And then, between carrying trays and kettles of boiled water up to the table Snake described the intricate process of snake breeding.

Sebastian had overheard some of the conversation and shook his head, he didn’t know what the hell they were talking about and he didn’t want to know.

But when Snake was finished, Bard could safely say his curiosity had been sated.

For quite a while, he may add.

After leaving the guests upstairs and making his way down the service stairs Sebastian could see that the two men were now quiet and standing idle.

Announcing his arrival Sebastian spoke cheekily, “Ah finished your husbandry lesson I see?”

Bard laughed as he exhaled smoke and Snake looked at Sebastian expectantly.

“Indeed…” he paused.

“Now Snake we need to make ready two guest rooms. When Mey-Rin has finished with her current assignment I’d like the two of you to see to that, if you please.”

Snake nodded and turned to make his way down the hall towards the store room that Mey-Rin was loudly working in.

Turning to Bard, Sebastian smiled and then the cook stepped forwards from his leaning position and stood upright awaiting his orders.

“Bard, if you could get Finny from outside; tell him to direct Lady Midford’s driver to the stables. If he’s hungry make him a lunch. But tonight both he and Lady Elizabeth’s maid Paula will be joining us for servant’s dinner. Lady Elizabeth and Lady Heathcliffe are staying the night.”

Bard nodded, “Understood Sebastian.”

Nodding Sebastian continued, “Good. I’ll be back upstairs with the guests and Ciel should any of you need me.”

Bard bowed his head as Sebastian turned around and exited the kitchen, making his way back up the service stairwell.

Adjusting his hair Sebastian took a breath as he walked stair after stair back up.

Pausing before the last step he felt a strange urge in his chest and he noticed something. The pendant in his waistcoat pocket was heavier now. It felt like it was a lead weight.

Apprehensively he reached into the small pocket and tentatively wrapped his gloved hand around the item.

Slowly and carefully he brought it out and into the candlelight of the stairwell.

The service stairwell from the kitchen closest to the dining room had no windows and was lit instead by several sconces.

The bright yellow light became muted at the arrival of the mysterious weighted pendant.

Sebastian felt uneasy at the sight of it.

It was rather plain, no ornament display, or engraved symbols were on the dull metal.

The chain that the pendant hung from was not original, it was nickel, but it was turning green from where the pendant touched it.

Sebastian knew it was magic… it had to have been. But… how did Lord Heathcliffe get it? And more importantly how did Lady Heathcliffe actually get it.

There was much in her story that wasn’t true, either by omission or commission. But the point was she was hiding something, or several things…

But it bothered Sebastian that she had this strange trinket… For reasons he couldn’t articulate.

‘What are you really?’ He thought.

He brought the small item closer to his eyes and he leaned closer to the wall sconce.

Barely visible to the naked eye and almost completely worn away was actually a small etched inscription around the edge of the magical pendant.

It wasn’t a script he could recognise.

‘It looks like Greek, but it’s not… perhaps…’

He eyed it over several times more before the back of his mind reminded him of his occupation as butler.

Trying to shake off the malaise that the pendant had brought Sebastian returned it to his waistcoat pocket and began walking down the service corridor towards the dining room.

When Sebastian returned to the room he smiled at Elizabeth and looked to each person in the room discerning if they were in need of anything.

Ciel and Lady Heathcliffe were in discussion and nearly everyone had finished their dessert.

Lady Heathcliffe looked at Sebastian for a brief moment almost knowingly.

At first the eye contact was harmless and Sebastian barely registered it, but then he looked again at the guest and she returned her eyes to Ciel.

Elizabeth now interjected into the conversation and Ciel tried to get Sebastian’s attention.

“Sebastian.”

The voices in the room were distant, dull, and muted to Sebastian’s ears.

“Sebastian…”

Instead he stood almost transfixed on Lady Heathcliffe.

“Sebastian!” Ciel finally raised his voice.

Snapping to the butler looked to his employer and then to each of the concerned persons in the room.

“Oh…” he stuttered, “Y-yes my lord. My apologies I was… It shan’t happen again I assure you.”

Ciel furrowed his eyebrow in severe concern before he asked his question, “Elizabeth wishes to take Lady Heathcliffe on a tour, are there any areas of the estate indisposed at the moment?”

Sebastian took a second to collect his thoughts and he responded, “I have Mey-Rin making ready your guest rooms, but other than that the house ought to be free and clear of restrictions.”

Elizabeth nodded happily and pushed her chair backwards, “That settles that then!”

Holding out her hand to her new friend, Lady Heathcliffe stood and took hold of the small ivory coloured hand.

“Ciel, we’re off! As always thank you Sebastian for a wonderful service.”

Ciel pushed back his chair and stood courteously as the two ladies left and Paula followed closely behind.

As soon as they were out of the room and down the hallway out of earshot Ciel turned to Sebastian, his face of concern having returned.

“What was that?”

Sebastian shook his head and reached into his pocket for the pendant.

Removing it again he laid it down on the table and took a step back from it.

“My lord… There is something about this trinket, and Lady Heathcliffe.”

Ciel nodded and then looked to the dark item on the table.

“She slipped up during lunch as well.”

Sebastian looked away from the item and at Ciel “How so?”

“She called her father, ‘my James’.”

Sebastian nodded.

“I don’t believe he’s her father…”

Ciel shook his head, “I don’t either.” He paused before rubbing his lip with a finger. In a concerned voice he continued, “Do you think I should be worried about her being with Elizabeth?”

Sebastian looked out the door of the dining room and furrowed his brow.

“Not quite… Paula is with them, and they’re in the manor… I don’t see what she could do or why she’d do it…”

Ciel moved his hand to his chin and he nodded.

“Come we need to begin our work in the office.”

Sebastian nodded. “I must clear the table-“

“Call up Bard, get him to do it. I need you with me now, while the details are still fresh. And bring that evil thing.” Ciel pointed to the pendant on the table before walking towards the open doors and out the room.

Sebastian picked up one of the napkins on the table and wrapped the pendant in it.

Placing it into his pocket he began to walk to the servant bell in the wall to call Bard when he heard the sound of ripping material.

The interior of his waistcoat pocket ripped away and the sound was followed by a dull thud as the pendant landed onto the carpeted floor.

Sebastian stopped midstride and stared downwards.

Ciel poked his head back into the room and was about to speak when he saw Sebastian standing motionless.

“Sebastian, what is it?”

“Ciel stay there!”

Ciel’s expression dropped and he froze.

“Do not come in here… Shut the door now!”

The young lord’s eye shot open widely and he wordlessly complied. He grabbed both handles of the double doors and pulled them shut as fast as he could.

Ciel reached into his coat and pulled his Webley revolver from its holster.

Cocking the hammer of his pistol Ciel quietly stepped back from the double doors of the dining room.

From behind the thick oak he heard what sounded like the wail of a creature.

Then there was a loud crash, and even louder banging. Rhythmically the banging increased in severity and something hit the doors.

Bringing his free hand up to brace his weapon Ciel took aim at the doors and waited. He moved his heels and positioned his legs into a shooting stance and he calmed his breathing.

‘In through the nose, out through the mouth…’ Ciel began to repeat.

His arms remained rigid as he stared down the wooden doors.

Sebastian’s voice could barely be heard on the other side. Though it was muffled Ciel could tell that he wasn’t speaking English…

“What is going on in there Sebastian?” Ciel called.

There was loud grunting and more banging until Ciel could hear another voice in the room.

It was screeching, and loud… It didn’t so much speak as it did cry.

Ciel’s heart began to beat faster and faster.

He was scared… and he didn’t know what to do… or what the hell was going on.

He heard Sebastian groan and it sounded like he was in great pain.

Ciel had to do something, and he wasn’t going to stand idly.

“Sebastian I’m coming in there!”

Ciel took a deep breath and moved quickly at the doors, raising his foot and kicking them open with his momentum.

The room had been trashed; the table was broken in, the china was smashed, the wallpaper had been ripped and there was blue flames surrounding the small pendant on the floor.

Sebastian was being pressed against a wall and he was holding back the arms of a black skinned, shadowy, creature.

It was huge, larger than Sebastian. It looked like it was made of smoke; light seemed to avoid the creature and instead bent around it.

You couldn’t see through it even though it looked like it was made of moving smoke...

Sebastian looked to his master and yelled as he struggled with the being.

“Ciel, shoot the pendant!”

Ciel looked on in horror at the evil creature that stood attacking his butler. At first he was too startled to do anything even though he heard Sebastian’s voice.

Thankfully Sebastian repeated himself, “Shoot the pendant Ciel!”

Snapping back to Ciel nodded and looked down towards the circle of blue flame surrounding the small metal trinket and he raised his pistol.

Aiming down the bead at the small target Ciel pulled the trigger and scored a direct hit on the small item.

Immediately the flames extinguished and the creature disappeared, as if it had been blown away by wind.

Sebastian relaxed off the wall and took a moment to collect his breath.

His jacket, shirt, and waistcoat had been ripped in several places and his face had been cut.

Ciel looked around the room before looking back to his butler.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

Sebastian nodded and took a few steps forwards to the metal pendant on the floor.

It was now pierced by a small hole very nearly through the centre of the oval item.

“What the hell was that?!” Ciel then said.

Sebastian picked up the metal pendant and looked to his master.

“You do not want to know…”

He took a breath, “But if it has anything to do with Heathcliffe’s disappearance he’s in a very serious danger…”

Black Blood

LoisPendragon10

Summary:

Everyone welcome to the new addition to the Phantomhive family :) x

Notes:

Sorry I've been away for a while. Been a bit stressful at home recently, but here is the new part to this series :) x

Work Text:

“Don’t worry Ceil it’ll be alright, everything’s going to be ok.”

“AHHH…Sebastian!! I can’t do this, get it out of me now!”

My master throws his head back and lets out a whine as yet another contraction rips through him. Beads of sweat run down his forehead as I dab at it with a cloth, holding his hand as he grips it for dear life.

“Nearly there master, a few more contractions then you can push. Just hold on a bit longer.”

“I can’t!!” Sobs Ciel as he grasps the bed sheets.

Ciel has been in labor for about two hours now. The bed was positively soaking with sweat and blood staining the sheets. Our baby was certainly taking its time to arrive.

Even so, my master was only 35 weeks pregnant when he started having the contractions. That was quite early even for demons. Just as Undertaker had said he did indeed go through the birthing change about 3 months ago. Which for a demon pregnancy was very late, it took time for the body to adjust to such drastic changes.

I had arrived upstairs to prepare my master for bed when I saw him doubled over on the floor clutching his swollen stomach and crying out from a contraction. I wasted no time in stripping my master of his clothes and placing him on the bed to help him deliver our child into this world.

Looking at my master now I look down between his legs to see how close he was. “Almost there master, one more contraction then it’s time to push.”

“AHHHH!” He nearly crushes my hand as he rides through the contraction, I try to help by soothingly rub his lower back to try and ease it somewhat.

“Ok Ciel, on the next one get ready to push.”

My young lord lets out an ear splitting scream as he starts to push, pushing with all his might until he lets out a breath as the pressure eases. Looking down ones more I notice the head was now lower in the birthing channel and has nearly made its way out.

“Couple more left my lord, the heads nearly out.”

And sure enough, a few more pushes and screams later, I catch my child as my master pushes the head out, screaming at the top of his lungs. The rest of its body follows suit as the new born lets out a wail as it takes his first breath.

“What is it?” My master says as he looks up from the pillows to stare at our child in my arms. He looked tired and warn out, which was expected after spending nearly 3 and a half hours in labor.

Helping Ciel to sit up against the bed post I place the new born in his arms before saying, “It’s a girl. We have a little girl Ciel.” My voice cracks slightly as I say this. I can’t believe that beautiful little girl in my loves arms is our child.

I watch as Ciel brings her close to his chest, letting her latch onto his nipple as she starts to suckles. There are tears running down his face as he stares at her, looking like he can’t believe that he was the one who gave birth to such a beautiful creature.

I smile at the at the sight before me. I quickly clean up the bed as best I can and cover my master with a warm blanket before snuggling in behind him, letting his rest his back against my chest as I idly stroke my daughter head as she continues to feed.

She was indeed beautiful; her hair was pitch black like mine along with my black nails. Her eyes though were Ciel’s blue eyes, they looked like shiny blue gems. I could tell by her cent that she was indeed a half demon, half human hybrid, but that did not bother me in the slightest. As far as I was concerned, she was perfect.

“We need to name her Sebastian.”

“What would you suggest my lord?”

My master thinks a bit before turning to me and says, “Could you name her? I’m too tired to think of a suitable name at the moment.”

Surprised by this, I reply “Yes master.” I had assumed that my master would want to name the child himself so I was surprised that he said that I could name her, not that I was complaining of course.

“And Sebastian, you don’t have to call me that anymore. It would be strange for you to call me that after we just had a kid together.”

Smiling at his request I plant a kiss on his forehead. “If that is what you wish for Ciel.”

He returns my smile and leans closer into me, nuzzling my chest in the cutest way. Wrapping my arms around him and my daughter, I start to think of possible names for her and only one comes to mind.

“What about Kuroichi?”

“Black Blood?... Yes, that seems quite fitting for a demon’s child.” He chuckles at this. “Kuroichi Phantomhive sounds perfect.”

Sensing that Ciel was near collapsing for exhaustion I slowly lower his back onto the bed, making sure as to not dislodge Kuroichi, who was now satisfied and fast asleep against her mother’s chest.

“Rest now Ciel,” I say kissing him softly on the lips. “You did well.”

Smiling happily to himself, I watch as he slowly drifts of into a well-deserved sleep. All the while thinking how fortunate I am to have Ciel and little Kuroichi. These two souls have become the center of my world and were the only two souls that I would never take. I love them more than words can describe and not force on earth are ever taking them away from me. I will protect them with my life.

Reluctantly I turn my gaze from the sight before me and go about cleaning the rest of the mess up caused from the birth. But like a wolf protecting its mate, I never once leave my master for too long.

Xxxxxxxx

The next morning, I am stuck dealing with three servants (not including Tanaka since he’s just sitting down drinking tea) bombarding me with questions and saying that all night long they could hear nothing but Ciel’s screams. Apparently they had tried to enter my master’s bedroom last night but I had luckily sealed the room with a spell last night so as for no one to disturb or attack me and my master at such a vulnerable time.

“Calm down all of you. I will show you what happened last night so please follow me.” Me and Ciel had already discussed that its time to let the servants in on our little secret, because it would be quite difficult to explain where a baby came from all of a sudden.

All the servants exchange confused looks before following me up to Ciel’s bedroom. Upon entering all the servants gasp and gape at the sight of an exhausted Ciel cradling our daughter in his arms, all at lost for words to say.

“Sebastian, why is the young master holding a baby.” Finny askes, breaking the silence. All heads turn to me expectantly, waiting for my answer.

Looking to Ciel for conformation I turn to the stunned servants, letting out a dead breath and gathering my thoughts I convey the whole story to the trio.

I tell them all about me being a demon and the contract between me a Ciel, except I know longer have any desire to take his soul. I also tell them about Ciel’s pregnancy, the fact that it was the reason that no one has seen him for many months, and the fact that the child is mine. Last but not least I tell them about the threat the grim reapers have posed to Ciel and our child.

Once finished, the three servants look as if someone have smacked them in the face. Their still trying to proses everything I’ve just said.

“So that’s yours and the young master’s daughter then, and are you really a demon Sebastian?”

“Yes.” I reply simply to Mey-Rin’s question.

“Well don’t you worry Sebastian. Us three won’t let anything happen to the young master or the little girl, right guy!”

“Yes sir!” Says Mey and Finny enthusiastically to Baldroy’s declaration.

Please with the three’s reaction I lead them out of the bedroom, giving Ciel and Kuroichi some time to rest a bit more. It’s been quite a tiring night for them.

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#black butler fanfiction

[bitter-draws]

I finally decided after a long time to make a blog for my art. It’ll mostly end up being a lot of my fanart but I’ll do my best to thrown in some of my original work too.

For now, I thought I’d share some half finished drawings of the Phantom Five (minus Clayton) just because I love their design, but also haven’t had enough motivation to finish them haha.

I was originally going to use my markers to colour them all in, but my pale skin tone marker ran out as I was colouring Joanne, so I decided to do mixed media instead. I used a mixture of watercolour pencils and tube watercolour to do Soma, and I’ll probably use pencils and inks to do the other two but I’m not 100% sure yet.

#kuroshitsuji #cheslock #art #illustration #drawing #watercolour #markers #wip #phantom five #funtom five #black butler #funtom music hall #joanne harcourt #prince soma #soma asman kadar #edward midford #weston college

[yougram-hashbrowns]

these two boybands were like the LITERAL manga version of the wanted and one direction except one of them has already gone on a ‘hiatus’ whilst the other’s fate remains unknown

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #phantom five #funtom five #starlight four #s4 #p4 #i stan both anyways

[over-think-r]

A concept

The F5 singing LUVORATORRRRRY

#i would pay a lot to see this #Kuroshitsuji #black butler #joanne harcourt #soma asman kadar #Clayton #cheslock #edward midford #F5 #Funtom 5 #Funtom five #Vocaloid #someone stop me #no but seriously

[cheslock]

I'd like to draw attention to the fact that in the Phantom Five performances there is a CORD coming out of Cheslock's violin. Probably one of Sullivan's ingenious inventions. That's right, you heard it here first: Cheslock played the Electric Violin.

#cheslock #phantom five #p5 #funtom five #kuroshitsuji #black butler #my post

[blackbutlerfandomnerddomain]

Check out this playlist on @8tracks: into a brand new world of the night » we'll go! by aIbireo. Really it's good~!

#8tracks #playlist #kuroshitsuji #black butler #phantom five #funtom five #edward midford #AFI #Thousand Foot Krutch #Adam Lambert

[loveanimehatereality]

Black Butler #524 - Just the way they’re drawn in these outfits, in some frames they look feminine. Especially Joanne. ~ LoveAnimeHateReality

#anime #anga #otaku #black butler #kuroshitsuji #edward midford #phantom five #Funtom Music Hall #cheslock #joanne harcourt #Clayton #soma asman kadar #manga meme #meme #ciel phantomhive #our ciel #earl phantomhive #sebastian michaelis #Demon Butler #Blue Cult Arc #Blavat Sky #Sphere Music Hall #black butler fandom #black butler meme #black butler fans #black butler manga #feminine #awkward

[namisiaa]

Animate Tokuten for Kuroshitusji Vol.25 

Original art: Toboso Yana

Cleaned by: Nami

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #vol. 25 #25 #edward midford #toboso #yana #funtom five

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

I LOVED your reaper responses to a reader from the future. Could you do the same with the circus group and the Phantomhive/Trancy estate? 😍 Or just the Noah's ark group if the others are too much. Thank you in advance! 😍😍😊

of course!!!

I did something similar with the circus group over in this post, so here I did the Trancy and Phantomhive estates!

anyway MY HEART

Oooooh… wait, no, you’re not just having a go at him, are you?? He’s not some stupid little kid who believes all the fairytales, you know! That said… if you have some kind of proof… he’s thoroughly intrigued by all this. You really are from some point in the future, so, well, why did you end up here? Is he so interesting that you came to see him or what? Hm. He’s glad to let you stay at his manor while you sort things out ― if you’re able to sort it out, that is. If not, he supposes you’ll just… have to stay here with him forever! Much as he knows you probably want to get back to where you belong, he’s also very selfish in that he’ll miss you horribly if you end up leaving. He’s sick of people leaving him all alone. And, you’re better company than most of his servants, at any rate. If you do end up leaving, he takes solace in whatever small keepsake you leave him, and violently hopes you might come back to see him sometime.

Ehh… funny, isn’t that? You’re not just trying to prank the entire Phantomhive Estate, are you? To be completely honest, he doesn’t really know what to say or think. Although he guesses that anything is possible, it just seems impossible to him. That’s the kind of thing you read in stories, people coming back from the future. He also doesn’t understand why you’d come here; if it was an accident, he feels a little more sympathy. Long as you aren’t trying to hurt anyone inside the manor, you’ll be alright by him. He might even let you sneak some sweets or something from the pantry. He’ll mourn the loss when/if you finally leave, but… he’ll make sure to get a big hug before you go back to your own life.

Is he supposed to just take your word for that? He’s required proof for less outrageous claims, so you proving to him that you’re telling the truth is a must. That said… once you’ve done so, he realizes you could be useful. If you pull your weight around the household and do your best, he’ll let you stay. He does get to also pick your brain about the future, for whatever information he thinks will come in handy; refusal to talk will probably lead to him freezing you out a bit. Though, he does manage to get at least a bit close to you either way, to the point that if you leave it almost feels like something else being taken from him. Well. That’s the way life goes, unfortunately. Unable to fully help his sentimentality, if you leave, he does send you back with a little Funtom toy… shaped like your favorite animal, and with a card accompanying it: Sincerest regards from Phantomhive. ― Ciel.

Ah, yes, just what the Trancy household needs… more chaos in the form of a time traveler. Because five demons in service to a young man with a host of emotional issues isn’t quite enough of a three-ring circus. Truth be told, he actually doesn’t care much about you provided that you don’t go out of your way to antagonize him. Even then, it’s hard for him to kick up too much of a fuss, because he’s used to Alois trying to rile him up anyway. Claude is rather indifferent to you most days; he’ll serve you well enough on Alois’ orders, of course. If you don’t make a nuisance of yourself, he’ll likely find your company bearable, and he’s rather able to almost enjoy your presence. He may not show any emotions he has regarding your potential departure… only because demons like him don’t readily show vulnerability. If you end up leaving, he’s left to pick up the pieces of Alois’ anger and grief, but… that’s not to say Claude has none of his own. You really weren’t so bad, were you?

Gosh, that’s just… amazing!! He has so many questions for you! And, well, it seems all of his questions sort of come spilling out at once, so you might need to gently remind him to slow down a bit. Because of everything he’s been through himself, ending up with a power that shouldn’t exist, he doesn’t think anything is impossible. He believes you straightaway, and he’s just as bright and friendly as ever while interacting with you. He does have lots of things to ask, curiosities and whatnot, so he often invites you to come sit with him in the garden while he works. He adores your company, so he’s cheery the whole time you’re here and is quite a good friend. Unfortunately, this does mean he’ll cry buckets when/if it’s time for you to leave. He’s going to miss you!!

Well, that’s… something she hasn’t seen before, though she’s heard tales from other demons about people from the future. Someone like her can’t really claim anything to be impossible, because her very existence is out of a dark fable. She probably does her best to attend to you even before Alois orders her to, simply because she’s sure you must be lonely, having been suddenly thrown into a place you don’t belong. It’s all she can do to try and keep you happy, wanting you to feel safe in the manor as well as around her. She’s thankfully rather amiable toward you, and is willing to talk to you if you want her company. You’re kind and smart, she thinks, so your presence is wonderful for the Trancy Estate. There will probably be tears when you leave, coupled with a long embrace… the entire household will feel your absence, as will her own black heart. … Come back and visit if you can, won’t you?

Well, don’t that just beat all, it sure does! She’s never heard of such a wild story before! Though, she does suppose that given the Phantomhive servants and their master as a whole… not much is truly that far-fetched. She could certainly believe someone from the future either coming back to do research on the master, or going through an accident which landed them here. So, for as long as you’re here, far as she’s concerned, you’re welcome. If you want to tag along as she works, (maybe even help her? You don’t have to, though!!), she’d be very grateful for the company. The days always go faster when one isn’t all by themself, after all. Despite her strong will, if you do end up needing to return to your time… she’ll cry whilst giving you a final hug. She’s going to miss having you around so much; you’ve been such a joy to have round the Estate, it just won’t be the same without you!

Aah… isn’t this a curious situation? A lost little lamb, wandering into the veritable death trap that is Victorian London. Moreover, right smack dab in the middle of households like Phantomhive and Trancy is possibly the worst sector of the Victorian era you could have stumbled into. He finds it quite amusing, in the sense that this is a scenario he’s never encountered before. You’re offering him something rather unique; for that, he will easily obey whatever you wish him to, within reason. He’s tasked with looking after you just like with the rest of the estate, so that’s precisely what he does. With each minute that passes, he watches the scene play out, intrigued by the way you interact with your environment and the people around you. If only you could stay a bit longer… you’re such lovely company, after all. But he understands the concept of returning to where one truly belongs. He will, however, wish you a surprisingly heartfelt farewell if you must go back. He might even be sincere.

Hm, how strange. They’ve never heard of such a thing. Are you perhaps here for a reason? Are you interested in their master, or their coworkers, or them, or someone else? Was it an accident that brought you here? At first the three of them are indifferent to you simply because they think you aren’t interested in them. They serve you well enough because Alois and Hannah told them to, and it’s only after you really start talking to them that they realize… you’re actually a pleasant person. You’re actually sort of nice to have round the house, whether because you help to mellow Alois out or whether you look after all the estate’s residents or whether you’re just a source of stimulation. These three don’t fight over you per say… they rather prefer taking turns. Sometimes you help Thompson in the garden, sometimes you spend time with Timber in the kitchen, and sometimes you accompany Canterbury with everything else that needs done. They’re all happy to have you at their sides, which also means they get sullen if it comes time for you to head back to your own time. Although they may not show it readily, they do seek comfort in each other once you’re gone, because you added something… special to the whole manor.

#twilightlover2007 #Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Alois #Bard #Ciel #Claude #Finny #Hannah #Mey Rin #Sebastian #The Triplets #reaction #romantic #platonic #drama #I tagged it both romantic and platonic bc it could honestly be either lol #aNYWAY YOU DON'T SEE ME CRYIN- #one hell of a queue