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Dadbastian is so funny to me. Like especially if it’s ceilois cause like.. Imagine a modern au where every time they go to the mall both Seb and Alois make a beeline for hot topic.

Back butler: dark yet funny show about Ritchie ritch and his demon butler who will one day gobble up his soul.

My brain when I think about black butler: DADBASTIAN!!!! OMG SEBASTIAN AND CIEL ARE SUCH CUTIES, I LOVE WHEN THEY ACT LIKE FAMILY-

Dadbastian au

I see this au where Sebastian take care of Ciel since he was a baby and I was in love with this cute au. I made these drawings of the au.

We’ve almost hit 100 followers!! If you have any Soukoku or Black Butler prompts you would like me to write, let me know! That’s the best way I know to celebrate 💜

As promised, here it is @spoiledbrat217!

Sorry it took so long, but I’m back to writing now! Hope you like the story! Let me know if you’re looking to read anymore dadbastian fics because I would love to write more! 🩵

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It happens every time they travel outside of London. Originally, Ciel believed the only reason people mistook Sebastian for the Earl of Phantomhive was because he was the only adult between the two. Ciel mainly ignored it and allowed Sebastian to clear up the misconception on his own, but one merchant in York caught his attention.

"Ah, Vincent! It is good to see you, my old friend!"

Both Earl and Butler stopped in their tracks. Ciel glanced around the room in an attempt to locate who the merchant was referring to. At the same time, Sebastian addressed the merchant and explained that Vincent had been succeeded by his son. The merchant, in his old age, seemed to not understand what Sebastian was saying.

"Ah, I see. You are getting ready to pass on some of the lighter duties of being an Earl to your son, so you brought him with you to teach him finances and such. Do be careful taking him out, he looks a bit frail."

Ciel glared at the merchant and Sebastian smirked.

"And please, do something about that awful haircut. It looked better the way you had it awhile ago."

Now, Sebastian glared at the merchant and Ciel smirked.

That interaction had taken place two days ago and had not left Ciel's mind. Why had the merchant mistaken Sebastian for his father? Well, Sebastian had been mistaken for his father before when traveling to places they would not be recognized. Yet, he had been addressed as his father, Vincent Phantomhive.

Apparently, the interaction had yet to leave Sebastian's mind as well. However, it wasn't being mistaken for the late Earl that was haunting him.

Ciel turned his head to observed his appearance obsessed butler who was focused on his reflection in the window. Ciel attempted to resist the urge to roll his eyes and place his head in his hands.

His attempt failed.

"The merchant was balding. I don't know why you're letting this bother you." Ciel said.

Sebastian sighed and walked to Ciel's desk. He picked up the papers Ciel had been working on and began to sort through them.

"This is why I don't like humans, they're all so rude. How dare they comment on my appearance. They're all going to grow old and ugly. I'm never going to grow old and ugly..."

While Sebastian went on his little tangent, Ciel turned to look at him. To analyze him.

After about 30 seconds, Sebastian caught his eye and raised an eyebrow.

"But I'll never grow old and ugly." Ciel replied with a smirk after a beat of silence. Sebastian smirked back.

“No, you won’t. I can promise you that.”

“But you’ll still grow old. After all, you are already old.”

Sebastian’s smirk falls.

“Must you be so cruel to me, my lord? I’m always so kind to you-.”

“You were just smiling at my impending death.”

“Well, yes, but that’s still a ways off. And I’m brought more joy at the thought of finally receiving my dinner than it’s side effect.”

“Mhm.”

~~~

It wasn’t until later that night (or, more specifically, the early hours of the next morning) that Ciel finally saw it.

Ciel was no strangers to nightmares and, by extension, Sebastian could be labeled the same. He’s accepted that he’ll most likely suffer nightmares for the remainder of his life; yet, he’s also aware that his butler will be with him even when he has taken his last breath. The routine will remain a constant: Ciel has a nightmare, wakes up, calls Sebastian to stay with him, on occasion will demand warm milk with honey, and Sebastian will stay with him until it is time to wake up.

Too bad the usual routine was nonexistent that night.

The dream started off pleasant, he and his family were all together in the sitting room. Mother had even allowed him a second slice of the chocolate cake they had for dessert. They were happy and everything was peaceful.

Until it wasn’t.

He saw, felt, smelled, and heard everything. The smell of ash, the unbearable heat produced only by raging flames, his parents screams.

He felt someone grab him, he felt being thrown into a cage, he smelled death, he heard death. No details were spared. He relived everything. Only one thing was missing and that was Sebastian never appeared. The last thing he saw was a man bring a knife down for the killing blow.

Ciel woke up with a blood curling scream, soon followed by heaving sobs and more screams.

The whole manor awoke at the sound of his distress and rushed to him.

Sebastian (unsurprisingly) arrived first, quickly followed by Mey-Rin, Bard, Finny, and Tanaka.

“What’s wrong?” Sebastian asked, sounding more surprised than alarmed.

“Did someone break in?!” Bard exclaimed, weapons ready.

“I don’t see any disturbance to the room. No signs of anyone breaking in.” Mey-Rin reported, glasses off.

“Doesn’t mean there couldn’t be something outside.” Finny said, hand still on one of the doors.

“What wrong, my lord?” Sebastian asked again as he moved towards Ciel. He received a scream mixed with a sob in return. Sebastian knelt by his charge’s bed.

“Young master?”

Ciel had yet to turn his attention to any of his servants, instead keeping gaze strictly down.

Sebastian sighed.

“Alright, Mey-Rin, Finny, and Bard, go search the yard for any disturbances. Tanaka, tell Finny to put down the door and then call the repairman.”

“Huh?” Finny questioned before turning to see that he had torn the door off of the doorway and was holding it upright by the doorknob. Finny let out a yelp and let go.

The sound of the door hitting the floor caused Ciel left his head up in alarm. Sebastian was the first one he saw, except he didn’t see Sebastian. He saw a man who looked nearly identical to his father, save for the darker hair and red eyes. The way he was looking at him, waiting for him to speak, worried for his safety yet not worried at all because he knows he’ll get the situation resolved soon. Vincent used to look at him He almost looked like he cared for him. Ciel’s breathing slowed just a little as he reached his hand out only to retract it.

“Fa-…”

Sebastian didn’t move aside from tilting his head.

“Hm? Do you want something?”

‘Earl! It has been too long. Is this your son? How adorable! How have you been?’

‘Earl Phantomhive! It’s a pleasure to see you and your son! Oh dear, what happened to his eye?’

‘Taking your son out today, Earl Phantomhive?’

‘Ah, Vincent! It is good to see you, my old friend!’

The voices swarmed in Ciel’s head as he continued to stare at his butler. Said butler was staring right back at him as he tried to decipher what had caused the Earl such distress. Sebastian tilted his head to the other side.

“Did you have a nightma-?”

Sebastian was cut off as Ciel wrapped his arm around his shoulders and buried his head in the crook of his neck.

A beat of silence passes before Sebastian raises his hand in a shooing motion towards the servants. The others left the room as quietly as possible to search the property as previously ordered.

Sebastian places a hand on top of Ciel’s head in an attempt to both soothe and fix the boy’s messy hair (it had been bugging him).

“Well, this is new.” Sebastian said, a bit uncomfortable due to the tears soaking into his uniform, but no harm was done.

Sebastian’s main concern at the moment was Ciel’s heart beat which was much too quick for his liking. At this rate, Ciel would work himself up to becoming ill or worse.

“… It’s not fair.” Ciel managed to get out through his sobs. Sebastian raised an eyebrow.

“Hardly anything is.” Sebastian agreed, eyes scanning the room for the fifth time just to ensure no foul play had occurred. He was sure nothing had happened but the current state Ciel was in made him question his senses. Nightmares are an easy fix, they had their routine. Surely, something must have happen.

Ciel continued to mumble various things that Sebastian could not understand and labeled as hysterics. Normally, Sebastian would have made his young charge warm milk with honey by now, but the young master didn’t seem interested in letting him go any time soon. How… inconvenient.

So, he stayed. He stayed until Ciel ended up crying himself to sleep and he stayed until the servants returned.

He really should have left the moment he sensed the servants making their way back up to Ciel’s room.

Sebastian could hear the servants whisper among themselves before shushing Finny after he exclaimed something about a great idea.

Slowly, the servants made their way over to the pair. Sebastian repressed a sigh.

“What now? Whatever it is, you’ll have to manage it yourselves. I’m a bit tied down at the moment.” Sebastian asked, his attention still focused on Ciel.

The servants glanced at each other, smiling.

“I’m gonna take that as a yes.” Bard said and the servants quickly left the room in hushed discussions.

Sebastian decided it was best to ignore whatever they were up to now for the sake of his own sanity. Ciel’s heartbeat had begun to slow to a pace Sebastian deemed healthy for a human. He’ll stay with the boy for another 10 minutes to ensure his sleep was at least somewhat peaceful. Afterwords, he will tuck the young Earl back into bed and resume his duties.

5 minutes had passed when the servants returned with pillows, blankets, marshmallows, and plushies. Sebastian used his free hand to rub his forehead.

“Why-?”

“Don’t look at us like that! You’re the one who said we could have a slumber party.” Bard whisper-yelled.

Sebastian was about to point out that he never technically said yes before he noticed the what Bard was holding.

“Bardroy, why the hell do you have pink unicorn plushie?” Sebastian asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Her name is Bubblegum!”

“It’s okay, Mister Sebastian! Bard said that real manly men love unicorns. Look! I have a yellow one! Her name is Yellow!” Finny said, proudly displaying Yellow.

Bard beamed with pride and patted Finny on the shoulder. Sebastian looked less than impressed.

“How creative.” Sebastian deadpanned. Sebastian also took note of the purple owl Mey-Rin held and the teddy bear that laid on Tanaka’s head.

Sebastian sighed and shook his head.

Mey-Rin and Tanaka began to set up their respective sleeping areas while Finny was excitedly explaining Yellow’s backstory to Bard and Sebastian who looked like he wanted to jump out of the window to escape this hell. It was obvious Bard was the only of the two invested in the story as he was the only one asking questions and interacting.

The surrounding noise caused Ciel to begin to stir a bit. He wasn’t fully awake, if anything he was mostly still asleep, but he decided that his current position of his upper body resting on Sebastian and his lower body still resting on the bed was no longer comfortable. He tried to push himself off of the bed using his legs, but ended up moving less than an inch.

“My lord?” Sebastian questioned. The servants began to hush, worried they had disrupted the young master’s sleep. Ciel hummed in response and tugged on Sebastian’s tailcoat. Sebastian raised an eyebrow.

Ciel let out a huff and tugged on the tailcoat again.

“What is it?”

Ciel let out a unsatisfied hum. The servants began to throw out ideas as to what they thought Ciel may want.

“Maybe he’s cold?”

“Maybe he wants a unicorn too?”

“I think he wants a hug!”

“Ho, ho, ho, some things never change.”

The servants and Sebastian quickly turn their heads around.

“Look! It’s the real Tanaka!” Finny said with a bright smile.

“What do you mean?” Sebastian asked.

“The young master has always been susceptible to nightmares, even as a small toddler. I imagine they’ve only gotten worse due to past events.” Tanaka said, getting up to walk towards the pair.

“Whenever the young master didn’t possess the strength to seek out his parents, his father would answer his cries and hold him until morning. So, I assume,” Tanaka said, moving the young Earl to rest completely on Sebastian’s chest.

“This is what he is after.” Tanaka stated, before shrinking again and silence fell over the room.

Sebastian moved so his back was against the side of the bed and Ciel could have a clear view of the exit should he wake from another nightmare.

“Guess instead of being ‘one hell of a butler’ you’re actually one hell of a cradle!” Bard said with a smile.

“Bardroy, do you enjoy breathing?”

~~~

When Ciel woke up, his first thought was to go back to sleep. He was enveloped in a comforting warm and Sebastian had yet to throw the curtains open. Then, he heard snoring.

“Hmm… what...?” Ciel mumbled.

“Ah, good morning, my lord.” Sebastian said in a voice that was much too cheerful to be used during the morning. Nevertheless, Ciel returned the greeting out of reflex before turning towards the source of the noise.

“What’s going on?” Ciel asked with a yawn.

“Apparently, they couldn’t bare the thought of leaving you alone after last night. You gave us quite the scare.” Sebastian said.

“Even you?”

“Even me.”

Ciel studied Sebastian once more before shaking his head. It’s just a coincidence. Sebastian had never met his father, he had only seen paintings after he had taken his form. There was no way for Sebastian to have purposefully taken a form that could pass for his father’s twin or at the very least brother. Unless Sebastian had somehow managed to look through his memories, there was no way-…

Oh, that bastard!

“Hm? Do I have something on my face?”

Ciel blinked. Confronting the demon would only lead to an argument that Ciel would most likely loose. Besides, he didn’t have the energy to go back and forth right now. So, he settled with the best thing he could think of.

“No, it’s nothing. Looks like some more wrinkles have made themselves known.”

Sebastian said nothing but narrowed his eyes at the child in his arms. This would be frightening to anyone else, but the effect was lost on Ciel. Mainly because Sebastian barely wasted any time before glancing around the room, looking for somewhere to look at his reflection.

Ciel smirked and turned his attention back to the still sleeping servants.

“Why the hell is Bard sleeping with a pink unicorn?”

~~~

Does anyone know any fics where Sebastian looking like Vincent is adressed? Either from gossiping from the servants or even Ciel thinking about it,

I kinda wanna read something like that.

Hello! Are you taking Dadbastian requests?🥺

Yes! Always! What can I write for you, love? 🩵

I've been thinking...

This fandom talks a lot about Ciel accidentally calling Sebastian dad, but I've never seen anyone talk about when Sebastian will inevitably slip up and refer to Ciel as his kid. So that's what I'm doing today.

Here's what I'm picturing: People have been disappearing under strange circumstances. There doesn't seem to be much of a pattern- the person's age does not seem to be a factor, nor their social status, ethnicity, ect. It seems random, and they might not be connected to each other at all, but the timing indicated that they were not isolated incidents.

Ciel and Sebastian eventually track down the culprit and it is no grim reaper, nor a demon, or a ghost. It is simply a human being. A middle-aged man who disappeared and was presumed dead some time after his wife and children were killed in a robbery.

So why, Ciel asks, had this man gone through the trouble of getting off the radar only to take all of these people from their homes, their families, their lives, and hold them here?

The man explains that the first several people he took had been associated with the robbery that lead to the deaths of his family. He had taken them and killed them shortly thereafter. But there had been other disappearances, this man had taken people who had no connections whatsoever to that robbery- why?

Well, you see, he wanted a family again. He had been alone since the death of his own family, he had been flying under the radar so that he could locate and dispose of the criminals who killed his family without interference from the police. But now... he was lonely. So he created a new family. He had been watching these people, and they all seemed unhappy with their day to day lives in some way or another, so he brought them here, where they could all be together.

Ciel and Sebastian are already disgusted, not to mention unnerved, by just how unhinged this man had become. But then he said something really interesting...

"I've been watching you too, you know. Since you began looking into these disappearances. A part of me hoped that you would find me- after all, you remind me quite a bit of my own son. And I can't stand to see my son so unhappy in life."

The man moves to grab Ciel, and Sebastian laughs. It's a rather cold, threatening kind of laugh; one that doesn't imply any real humor so much as a dark kind of amusement as one watches their prey attempt to escape. Just as the man grabs Ciel by the arm and attempts to drag him away, Sebastian laughs as he calmly steps between Ciel and this man who had clearly lost his mind.

"I was going to be kind and grant you the mercy of a quick death," Sebastian commented as he shoved the man back, forcing him to let go of Ciel as he tried to regain his balance. "But that was before you laid your filthy hands on my child."

Sebastian turned around, just for a moment, offering that pleasant smile to Ciel as he said, "Please do close your eyes, young master. You needn't witness such a violent display." as if he were completely unaware of what he had said just seconds ago.

Nonetheless, Ciel did as Sebastian asked and kept his eyes tightly shut until some time later when Sebastian declared the coast to be clear. When Ciel opened his eyes, the man was gone- as was any evidence that he had been brutally killed in this very spot not five minutes ago -and Sebastian stood there as if nothing had happened at all.

"We should fetch the others, my lord. I'm sure they are anxiously awaiting the arrival of those who will return them to their homes."

And so they located the victims- those who were still alive, that is. Those who were part of the 'family'. And they returned to civilization victorious, having found those who were missing, and returned them safely to their loved ones.

It all worked out rather well in the end- there had been nothing they could do about the victims that had been involved in the robbery, those who had already been killed when Ciel and Sebastian found the others, but the other victims lived, they could return to their normal lives, and if anyone asked, the culprit had been insane and was killed as an act of self-defense, which wasn't entirely untrue. That left only one question to plague Ciel's mind...

"Did you call me your child?"

Sebastian stopped what he was doing and froze only for a few seconds before turning to Ciel, trying to keep his expression neutral.

"Pardon?"

"After than lunatic grabbed me, just before you told me to close my eyes while you disposed of him, I heard you call me your child." Ciel stated.

"Ah. So I did." Sebastian acknowledged, knowing that he couldn't lie. "My deepest apologies, my lord, it won't happen again."

"Why?" Ciel pressed. "Why would you call me that?"

Sebastian let out a sigh. Damn this child's stubborn nature.

"For better or worse, you have been under my care for these past three years, and I suppose one could say that in that time, I have grown somewhat fond of you." Sebastian admitted reluctantly. "Call it a simple slip of the tongue."

Ciel wants to push and to ask more questions and, if he's being honest with himself, he wants Sebastian to plainly say that he cares about him. But he's not going to do that, because Ciel doesn't want to show that kind of emotion and weakness. So Sebastian called Ciel his child, Ciel asked about it exactly once, and then it was never mentioned again.

Anyway, yeah, that's it, that's the post, love you, ravens <3

Headcannon #4? Maybe? Idk

So, I'm sitting in history class and this pops in my head.

Being a butler especially to Ciel Phantomhive is exhausting. Sometimes, Sebastian needs to take a small break because he just needs one every now and then. However, he can't just leave Ciel on his own. Yes, there are other servants, but Ciel is bound it call for him within 5 minutes of his departure. So, how does Sebastian manage to disappear for an hour or so? Well, he may or may not have a collection of things that he knows will keep Ciel distracted for a while. Said collection may include a variety of shiny rocks, a feather, or shells. Anything remotely shiny will will work.

Sebastian never says anything when he places one of said items in front of Ciel. He simply places the item on his desk and leaves. Ciel is beyond confused as to why his butler keeps placing shiny objects on his desk and will spend at least an hour trying to decipher the meaning behind said object. Sometimes he spends the hour simply observing the item, other times he walks around the manor trying to find its origin.

Sebastian always comes back after an hour. He either finds Ciel with an analysis of the item and what it means or he finds him sulking because he couldn’t figure it out. If Ciel’s analysis makes any sense, Sebastian will reward him with a sweet of his choice. If Ciel is sulking, he’ll pat him on the head and say, “Better luck next time” with a smug smile. This infuriates Ciel who wastes no time slapping his butler’s hand away and telling him to be quiet. Either way, Sebastian is entertained.

In truth, there is never a set meaning behind the items. Sebastian had started placing objects on Ciel’s desk to confuse him, but once Ciel begun to come up with his own explanation of the items, Sebastian decided that this could evolve into a guessing game. It’s up to Ciel to decide if he wins or not.

Going back to my mixed feelings on season 2, I love the idea of Ciel becoming a demon and Sebastian being like “Well, shit, I guess I have a kid now” and them becoming a duo.

Anyways, can you imagine them making contracts now? You can’t tell me that it wouldn't be entertaining.

Sebastian: So, you wish to make a contract with us? Very well, what do you wish?

Random Person: Yeah, cool. I just want to pass my math test tomorrow.

Sebastian and Ciel: What?

Random Person: Yeah, so… I lowkey forgot that math was a thing for awhile and my brother bet $10 that I would fail and I want my $10. So can you make me pass or no?

Ciel: Well, back in my day we didn’t make contracts for such pointless things. Don’t you want revenge on anyone??

Sebastian: Not everyone can be Ciel Phantomhive. But, seriously, you’re wasting your life over a math test? Just study.

Random Person: I don’t have enough time. Do you want to eat or not.

Ciel: Kids these days.

I have so many ideas for these to a point it's not even funny.

If anyone has any Dadbastian requests please send them. I have class in the morning and I need something to do (I’ve already finished my work) 💜💜💜

I've got a Dadbastian request! Idk if this will make sense but I had a scenario in mind where another miscellaneous demon breaks in and almost/does attack O!Ciel for his soul and his dad comes in and saves him.

Ooooh I like this one! Also the fact that Sebastian always has Ciel close his eyes when he’s in his true form because he doesn’t want Ciel to see him “so improper/unsightly” (which I translate to “my true form will probably frighten you and I can’t have you any more traumatized than you already are”), but another demon couldn’t care less. Time to traumatize my favorite character again (I’m so sorry Ciel, I promise this isn’t personal)

TW: restricted breathing/demon attack, panic attack, ptsd attack, description of Ciel’s month long capture

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One of the most frightening factors of this whole ordeal, was how quickly it happened. Sebastian had just tucked him in and left him to sleep. Ciel couldn’t be sure if he had actually fallen asleep or was just about to when he felt something covering his nose and mouth.

The lack of air caused his eyes to quickly open as he felt tightness in his chest. The object restricting his breathing was a large, pitch black hand that had sharp nails that were digging into the side of Ciel’s face. The room was consumed by black smoke with blood red eyes visible all around him. He tried to scream, to call for his butler like he had countless times before, but all that could be heard were ineligible squeaks.

“Quiet.” A voice snapped, and that was the last thing Ciel heard before slipping into darkness.

~~~

There were voices whispering all around them. There were to many speaking at once for Ciel to decipher what they were saying, but the voices kept getting louder and louder. It was overwhelming. He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. As the blurriness he had seen began to clear up, he felt his heart stop.

The metal of the cage was cold and rough. His clothes were dirty and worn; they did nothing to keep him from the cold that was heavy in the room. The lights were blinding and the whispering was still growing louder.

“Se-!” Ciel tried once more to call for his butler, but his voice would not speak his butler’s name.

‘Sebastian, help me! Get me out of here! This is an order, do you hear me? An order, an order, an order!’ Ciel tried to scream, but the best he could do was have the command play in his head.

Finally, the whispers began to quiet down; however, booming footsteps began to make themselves known. They belonged to a tall man whose face was hidden by the hood of his robe. The man began to speak, but Ciel could not determine what he was saying over the sound of his heart beating. He tried so hard to move, to scream, but his body would not respond to his commands. He just wanted-.

"Young Master? Can you hear me?" Sebastian's voice cut through the noise. Ciel wasn't sure if his mind was playing a trick or not, but he would grasp on to any glimmer of hope.

'Sebastian!' Ciel tried once more to speak, but the best he could do was let out another squeak followed by coughing.

"My apologies, I'm afraid this will be most unpleasant." Sebastian's voice said. Ciel didn't see how anything could be worse than his current situation.

Ciel felt something he could not see wrap around him and pull him forward. Yet, his body was not moved, his soul was. He felt like he had been ripped out of his body. Lights flashed, the world was moving past him at the speed of light, noises rotated in volume, and the world around him was freezing cold.

Suddenly, the world around him came to a crashing halt and his screams finally left his mouth. He could feel an arm holding him to a familiar chest as the other hand strokes through his hair.

"Shhh, it's alright. You're alright."

Sebastian words did little to sooth him. His tears flowed and screams rang through the manor, causing the other servants to rush to his room.

“Bloody hell! What happened in here?!” Bard yelled in shock.

The curtains had been ripped from the wall, the window was shattered, books and various other items were thrown about the floor, and the bedding was ripped to shreds. In other words, Ciel’s bedroom had been destroyed.

“I’m afraid the Young Master had a late night visitor. As you can see, said visitor was less than pleasant.” Sebastian explained before turning back to Ciel.

“Let’s get you somewhere acceptable.” Sebastian said, cradling Ciel to his chest has he moved to leave the room. Ciel had managed to stop screaming, but was still hyperventilating and would not remove his face from where it was buried in the crook of Sebastian’s neck. However, it was probably best that he didn’t see the full extent of his damaged room.

“If the three of you could begin cleaning this up, it would be a big help.” Sebastian said as he shut the door behind him.

Sebastian made his way to the sitting room in a calming silence (which was soon broken by Bard’s yell of, “Who the hell has this many eyes?!”).

Once Sebastian reached the sitting room, he attempted to place Ciel in his chair. Ciel made his displeasure of the attempt clear by tightening his hold on Sebastian and shaking his head.

“Alright, alright. I suppose we’ll just stay like this for the time being.” Sebastian murmured. Silence fell between the two again.

While Ciel was too shaken to feel anything other than fear, Sebastian felt awkward. In his defense, demons aren’t exactly known for comforting children. He didn’t have any experience when it came to children outside of his current contract. The best he could think to do was to attempt to mimic what the parents in the stories he often read to Ciel would do. He did make a note to mimic the good parents instead of the evil ones.

“There, there. It’s over now.” Sebastian said while using a hand to cradle the back of Ciel’s head.

“I’m sorry you had to see that.”

After a moment, Ciel finally removed his head from where it was buried in Sebastian’s neck and looked up at him. He had calmed down, but a few stray tears still fell.

“Is that what it’s going to be like?"

"What do you mean, my lord?" Sebastian asked, raising an eyebrow.

"When you take my soul... Is that what's going to happen?"

"Oh, no. Not at all. I can't lie, so I won't say that you will be exempt from any and all pain; however, it will be nothing like that." Sebastian hesitated for a moment before adding, "I promise."

Ciel briefly studies Sebastian before deciding to believe him.

"Okay." Ciel finally said as he again rested his head on Sebastian's shoulder.

No more words were spoken between them. They stayed like that for about an hour before Tanaka knocked on the door to inform them that the mess had been dealt with. Sebastian carried Ciel back to his room and attempted to place him back into his bed, but Ciel had other plans. He shook his head and tightened his grip on Sebastian again. The message was clear, "I don't want to be in here."

Sebastian thought for a moment before deciding to take Ciel to one of the guest bedrooms. Despite how shaken Ciel may be, he's still a human and needs to at least get 8 hours of sleep. The last thing Sebastian wanted to deal with was a sleep deprived master.

Luckily for Sebastian, Ciel seemed to be content in the guest bedroom and was willing to try to sleep. The only condition was that Sebastian had to stay and watch over him for the rest of the night.

Luckily for Ciel, Sebastian had already planned to watch over him.

~~~

Sorry this took awhile to finish, I had a few different ideas and it took a bit to choose one 😅

I hope you liked the story, Anon! And for anyone else reading who may have enjoyed, please send me any requests if you have them (I get bored in class a lot 😂) 💜💜💜

Well I finally read 131.5 for the first time, and though I’ve seen some screenshots, there were so many really good things that I didn’t know happened:

Bard lends Sebastian his own pajamas because Seb doesn’t have any

Sebastian has trouble resting because he can hear the servants making mistakes and even potentially getting themselves into danger

Snake and Tanaka make porridge for Sebastian

They tell Ciel he should deliver the porridge because Ciel’s appreciation will make Sebastian feel better

Ciel delivers the porridge

Sebastian tries to be scary but Ciel says it won’t work because Sebastian is wearing frilly granny jammies

Sonboy laughs at a very perturbed dad

Ciel insists on sitting with Sebastian while he eats his porridge

The porridge tastes like shit

Ciel: I don’t know why everyone acts like I’m the one who needs Sebastian. I am perfectly capable of doing anything and everything without my butler. If anything, he’s the one who needs me. He would be completely lost without me.

Sebastian: Is that so? Well, I suppose the young master can dress himself, read his own bedtimes stories, and bake his own sweets.

Ciel: Just because I could, doesn't mean I should have to. Stop trying to get out of your job, Sebastian.

Sebastian: Of course, my lord. I don't doubt you for a second.

Your girl is up at 2:30am rewatching Black Butler because she’s sick 😷✌🏻 (but fr I feel like I’m dying 🥲)

On the bright side, I have a few Dadbastian fanfic ideas 😅

Dadbastian request: wasp in the house wasp in the house wasp in the house oh god kill it Sebastian hurry it's SWOOPING-

I cackled when I read this request 😂

~~~

Buzz… Buzz… Buzz

Ciel looked up from his paperwork, annoyed at the sound that caused him to loose his focus. A few seconds later, he heard the servants running outside of his study. The door was slightly cracked, so their voices carried into the study.

“Mey-Rin! Wait! It’s too tiny for you to use your weapons!” Finny yelled as he ran after Mey-Rin.

“But Mr. Sebastian said to kill it.” Mey-Rin replied from down the hall.

“Come on! How hard is it to catch a bloody wasp?!” Bard yelled, running past Ciel’s study to catch up with the other two.

Wasp? Wasp?! There’s a wasp in the manor?! Ciel looked to the left, then to the right. Alright, maybe the wasp isn’t-

Buzzz

Ciel looked down. The wasp was on his stack of paper work, staring right at him.

~~~

"We're so sorry! We couldn't find it!" Mey-Rin and Finny exclaimed apologetically. Bard said nothing while scratching the back of his head.

"Keep looking. It's important that the wasp doesn't come in contact with the young master. He's deathly afraid of-" Sebastian was interrupted by said young master's screaming.

“Sebastian! Sebastian, get in here! Sebastian!”

Sebastian sighed.

"Wasps. He's afraid of wasps." Sebastian said before making his way towards Ciel's study.

~~~

As Sebastian approached Ciel's study, he heard a manner of crashes and objects being thrown about. He knocked on the door.

"My lord? May I-"

"Sebastian! Get this tiny devil out of here."

"A wasp is an Earth creature, my lord."

"You know what I meant! Do something!"

Sebastian opened the door and entered Ciel's study. However, Ciel was nowhere in his line of sight.

"My lord?"

"I'm right here." Ciel said, moving from behind the now open door to stand behind his butler.

"Ah, there you are. I was beginning to worry you decided to escape through the window." Sebastian said with a smirk.

"You're not funny." Ciel said with a glare.

"It's not good to lie, my lord. Now, where is this little devil of yours?"

Ciel continued to glare at Sebastian. Slowly, Ciel lifted his arm and pointed to the wall left of the window.

"It's right there." Ciel said before quickly moving his arm back, safely grasping his butler's tailcoat.

"Oh dear, what a terrifying creature. Had it managed to sting you, I'm sure you would be in pain for days. How unfortunate that would be."

"Stop stalling and kill the little demon already!"

"Now, my lord, there's no need to drag my kind into this." Sebastian scolded as he reached for a nearby dart.

"I'm not the one who placed this fear of wasps in you. You did that all on your own." Sebastian said as he threw the dart at the wasp.

Ciel let out a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding when the dart met it's target.

"There now, my lord. Now that I've slain the ferocious beast, perhaps you would like to continue your studies? You may want to focus on your German. I'm afraid your last score wasn't up to par."

"Perhaps you would like to spend the rest of the day with Pluto. Apparently, he's been quite lonely lately."

"Really now? I'll have to have Finny visit him more often."

"You and I both know Finny visits Pluto multiple times a day. He says Pluto wants to see you."

"Well, Pluto will just have to get over it." Sebastian said, leading Ciel back to his desk.

"I'll be back in an hour to fetch you for tea. If you can show improvement on your German, perhaps I can arrange for a chocolate dessert to be served after dinner." Sebastian said.

Ciel perked up at the mention of chocolate.

"If I finish the vocabulary you gave me, I get the chocolate dessert and milk with honey."

"I thought we agreed that milk with honey was reserved for nightmares?"

"You could at least consider it." Ciel said, crossing his arms. Sebastian sighed.

"Let's see how well you do on the vocabulary first, then we'll see."

Ciel rolled his eyes, but made no further complaints.

~~~

How did I do, Anon? I hope this was close to what you wanted! <3

I’ve got all of the Dadbastian requests I got Friday ready to post in the morning! Thanks to everyone who submitted requests.

Also writing gives me something to do during my free period so keep blowing up my inbox! 💜💜💜

I have a long field trip coming up tomorrow. Please send me Dadbastian requests, I need something to do on the bus 🥲

We're back to 18 followers! Are they the same followers? Nope. Do I love them just the same? Absolutely!

No one:

Me posting Dadbastian every day to try to get my old 18 followers to notice I switched blogs:

Butler #1: I have never been prouder of my young master. Lord William nearly got a perfect score on his history exam.

Butler #2: That’s good, but nearly perfect wouldn’t belong in the Green Manor. My young master always makes perfect scores on his exams and he has been able to tell which tea I bring him without any hints. He is a true genius.

Sebastian: Aw, that’s adorable. It’s taken Lord Green 2 years to determine which tea is brought to him without being told? How cute. Lord Phantomhive could tell me the name of his morning tea within the first few days of serving him. Not to mention how he has never failed in his duties as the Queen’s Guard Dog. So much blood and gore, yet that has never affected his studies or his Funtom company. My little lord is clearly superior.

✨Bonus✨

Butler #1: What about you, Claude? What has your young master accomplished?

Claude: Alois has done nothing but give me a headache. He also removed one of Hannah’s eyes, but I don’t really care about that.

Can you write Sebastian taking Ciel’s soul but make it as sad as you can? I need to cry 🖤

Well, I usually try to write things to make people happy, but if crying will make you feel better, then I’ll do my best. I also write requests in the order I get them, but I’ll get this one out ASAP. I hope you’re alright, Anon 💜

~~~

“Where are we?” Ciel asked as they approached the island.

“Somewhere far away from your world. I figured this would be the best place for everything to come to an end.” Sebastian said as he brought the boat to shore.

Sebastian stepped out of the boat before lifting Ciel into his arms. Had the contract still been in place, Ciel probably would have insisted that he could walk just fine and didn’t need to be coddled. However, these moments were his last, so if Sebastian wanted to carrying him, why not let him? Besides, he was so tired.

Ciel buried his face into the demon’s neck and decided to rest his eyes. He wasn’t sure if he was dreaming or not, but he thought he heard the demon say, ‘You’re still such a child,’ before using his free hand to hold the back of his head.

Part of Sebastian was glad Ciel had fallen asleep. There was a bit of a walk ahead of them, plus this gave him some time to think.

Sebastian had already decided he was going to be gentle when taking Ciel’s soul. The boy had done nothing to warrant his last moments being nothing but extreme pain and suffer that no human could even fathom. Sure, Ciel had been a brat, but he had never been cruel. Well, except for when he forbade Sebastian from keeping cats inside the manor, but Sebastian had mostly forgiven him for that.

‘Even without it, I’m still the head of the Phantomhives, and that won’t change!”

‘Stay with me… until I fall asleep.’

‘Sebastian!’

‘You can never betray me.’

‘Stay with me.’

What a child indeed.

~~~

“We’ve arrived, Young Master.”

Ciel was awoken by Sebastian voice, just like many other times. He turned his head to look at his surroundings, but kept his head resting on Sebastian’s shoulder. He hummed in response, but said nothing.

Sebastian moved to place Ciel down onto the couch-like stone, but Ciel tightened his hold around Sebastian’s neck.

“Young Master?” Sebastian asked as he straightened back up.

‘Oh no. Please, please don’t start begging for your life now. Don’t make this any harder than it already is.’ Sebastian silently pleaded.

“You didn’t tell me your name.” Ciel said, still holding Sebastian tight.

“What?” Sebastian asked, raising an eyebrow.

“On my 11th birthday, I asked you to tell me your real name and you said that you would tell me when I was older. Well, I’m not going to get any older, so will you tell me now?”

‘Well, I’m not going to get any older, so will you tell me now?’ rang in Sebastian’s head.

“What would you say to one last game, my lord?”

“I like games.” Ciel yawned. Sebastian chuckled.

“I know you do. Do you recall the poem you would ask me to read to you before bed?”

“Do you mean “The Raven?” Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy the poem too, Sebastian.”

“I never said I wasn’t fond of the poem as well, my lord. Now tell me, who was your favorite from said poem?”

“The raven.”

“And what form did I have when I first appeared to you?”

“… A raven.” Ciel answered, his eyes widening a bit. Sebastian smirk.

“Won’t you quote the raven for me?”

“Are you-?”

“Nevermore.” Sebastian and Ciel said in unison.

“Nevermore… I like Sebastian better.”

“That was rather rude of you, my lord. However, I suppose the name Sebastian as grown on me these past few years.” Sebastian said with a sad smile.

Ciel gave a small chuckle before relaxing onto Sebastian once again. Sebastian looked up at the moon. He placed his hand back on Ciel’s head.

“It’s time.”

Ciel sighed and let his grip on Sebastian loosen.

“Alright.”

Sebastian placed Ciel on the couch-like stone and knelt in front of him.

“I’m going to put you to sleep now, my lord. It will be easier that way.” Sebastian said. The ‘for both of us’ didn’t need to be said aloud. They both knew.

Sebastian removed Ciel’s eyepatch and let it fall to the ground. He brushed Ciel’s hair out of the way as he let his magic take hold of the boy.

“Goodnight, ‘Bastian.” Ciel muttered as his eyes closed for the last time. Sebastian felt a stab in his chest at those words.

~~~

“Sleep well, my lord.” Sebastian said as placed “The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe on the bedside table and tucked the newly turned 11 year old into bed. The irony of the duo’s favorite poem for now lost on the younger.

“Good night, ‘Bastian.” The young Earl muttered as he feel asleep. Sebastian brushed Ciel’s hair away from his closed eyes before collecting the candelabra and walking out of Ciel’s bedroom. Tomorrow was a new day with new adventures awaiting them. There was never a dull day in the Phantomhive Manor.

~~~

“Sleep well, my little lord.” Sebastian whispered.

This day will forever mark the end of both Ciel Phantomhive and Sebastian Michaelis.

~~~

Well, Anon, I hope this helps. If it makes you feel any better, it made me cry. Maybe this is why I stick to fluff with light angst. 🥲

(Just to be safe, I don’t own “The Raven” or Black Butler)

No one:

Me posting Dadbastian every day to try to get my old 18 followers to notice I switched blogs:

I am in desperate need of requests

Imagine Weston College in quarantine lockdown!

Oh, I love quarantine fics! They literally got me through lockdown lol

~~~

"Professor Michaelis!" McMilan called while knocking on said professor's door.

"McMilan, were you not aware that we have begun quarantine? Why are you out of your room?" Professor Michaelis's voice could be heard coming from the other side of the door.

"I know, but haven't seen Phantomhive. I haven't seen him since the announcement was made."

"I see. Go back to your room, McMilan. I'll take it from here."

A few seconds pass before Sebastian heard the boy walk away from his door. Once he was sure the boy was gone, he made his way back to his bed which was currently occupied with his ailing young charge.

“Did you hear that, Young Master? McMilan is worried about you. Has my Young Master made a friend?” Sebastian asked as he placed his hand on Ciel’s forehead.

“Don’t patronize me, Sebastian.” Ciel replied in a raspy voice before falling into a coughing fit. Sebastian sighed before helping Ciel sit up and handing him a glass of water.

“I suppose I should have seen this coming. It’s only natural that you would be one of the first to catch the virus, given your weak immune system.”

“Do you even know the meaning of silence?”

“Of course, my lord. I know the meaning of all the words in your language, among many others. Would you like to study your vocabulary now?”

Ciel met Sebastian’s false kind smile with a glare.

“Shut up. You’re giving me a headache.”

“My deepest apologies. Why don’t you take a short nap and I’ll focus on preparing the school work your missing out on?”

“What do you mean missing out on? Everyone else doesn’t have any!” Ciel whined.

“I’m not letting my Young Master fall behind. Now, sleep well. Don’t concern yourself with the others, I’ll handle everything.” Sebastian said, holding back a “per usual” comment.

Sebastian made sure Ciel was comfortably tucked in and within the next half-hour (plus more whining about school work), Ciel was sound asleep.

~~~

I’m so so so sorry this took awhile to post. Depression really hit me the last few months, but I’ll do my best to post more often! I hope this fulfilled your expectations, Anon! Please send more requests, asks, or anything really! I love interacting with y’all <3!!

I will forever believe that Sebastian made himself look like Vincent on purpose

Confession time!!!!!!!!!! Tell us something you hardcore believed about Black Butler that turned out to be false :)

I genuinely believed that Sebastian was Ciel’s father and I was so shocked when I found out that Vincent and Sebastian are two different people. The portrait from “His Butler, Able” was one of the main reasons I believed that Sebastian was Ciel’s father (aside from how they acted, of course). When I saw it for the first time, I immediately thought ‘Wait a minute, that’s the same guy from before!’

I mean, come on! How was I supposed to know that Vincent wasn’t Sebastian? I believed it for a while until “Is Sebastian was Ciel’s father?” popped up in related searches on Google. I had a few fanfic ideas and theories I wanted to write about, but I pushed them aside when I found out about Vincent. How long could I have gone before I realized? I have no idea. I was already half way through the first season before Google told me the truth.

Hi, hello! If you’re feeling down or just want to smile, I have brought you Dadbastian cuteness 🖤

This post took me so long, but will forever be one of my favorites 💜

Ok ok here me out!! Black butler but they have social mediaa! What are they posting Miss Lokabrenna? 👀👀👀

Let’s see…

I think their usernames would look something like this.

Ciel: the_queens_guard_dog

Sebastian: simply_one_hell_of_a_butler

Finny: sunshine_boy

Mey-Rin: deadly_maid

Bard: fire_chef

Tanaka: ho_ho_ho

Madame Red: the_red_queen

Lau: my_my_how_interesting

Grell: the_queen_of_red

Undertaker: hahaha_coffins

William: william_t_spears

Ciel would also have an account for Funtom called official_funtom. He himself would rarely post on it, leaving that to Tanaka or Sebastian. The posts would be what toys and candies they’re selling, updates, and maybe a poll or two about candy flavors or which toy should be available first.

Ciel’s personal account wouldn’t have many posts. He’s not really into social media, but he is not above using his account to call people out when they annoy him. One time Ciel found a cat that he had told Sebastian to get rid of the previous week. He took a picture of the cat with the caption “Look what I found @ simply_one_hell_of_a_butler. You have 5 minutes to come dispose of this wretched creature before I tell Finny to come hug his new pet.” Luckily for the cat, Sebastian saw the post in time and hid it in his room took it to an animal shelter.

Sebastian’s account consists of a ton of cat pictures. A ton. The cat pictures range from random cats he found walking around London to full-blown cat photoshoots he did at the Phantomhive manor while Ciel was asleep. Sebastian posted cat pictures from the moment he got social media. This caused Ciel to assume that was all Sebastian was posting, so he never checks Sebastian’s posts. Sebastian uses this knowledge to his advantage. If Ciel had bothered to check Sebastian’s posts in the last 2 years, he would have noticed that he features in a lot of them. He also would have noticed that Sebastian had discovered every cat filter in existence. There is one short video Sebastian posted that would make Ciel flip his lid. It just so happens to be Sebastian’s favorite video. Sebastian found Ciel asleep at his desk (again) and decided to take the opportunity to test out the new blue neon lights cat ears and whiskers filter he had discovered that morning. He pressed record and took care to get just the right angle. He placed his other hand on Ciel’s head. Ciel stirred and looked up. Ciel was clearly still half asleep but mumbled, “Did you bring cake?” Ciel had eaten his dinner in his office and the plate was still there. Sebastian noticed some broccoli that had been left on the plate and grabbed a piece. He handed the piece of broccoli to Ciel and said, “I brought you this.” Ciel took the broccoli and touched it with the tip of his tongue. After a second, he pulled back and looked up at Sebastian. With the most heartbroken expression and voice Ciel said, “This isn’t cake.” The video cut off with Sebastian saying, “Oh, Bocchan, don’t cry-!” Ciel was confused, but pleasantly surprised when Sebastian brought him a piece of cake the next morning.

Finny’s account contains photos and videos of the Phantomhive garden, animals, and himself. Every morning he posts a short video of himself outside. He would start the video by saying something along the lines of, “Good morning everyone! It’s such a beautiful day outside, I hope you all get a chance to enjoy the sun today.” He ramble a bit about what he needed to get done, wish everyone a good day, and end the video by telling everyone he loves them. His account would be a positive place to go and everyone who saw something he posted would smile.

Mey-Rin’s account would show her daily life. She likes to go live while she is cleaning. She enjoys talking to her audience and appreciates whenever they offer her cleaning advice. In turn, she offers self defense advice whenever she is asked to. Her favorite thing to post is selfies with Bard and Finny. She posts about Ciel and Sebastian as well, but she knows that they don’t enjoy having their pictures taken and she respects that.

Bard’s account is full of cooking tutorials. His “claim to fame” is cooking with his flamethrower. Needless to say, most of his videos end up in flames. Regardless, he has managed to gain a good following. His followers enjoy his personality and find him entertaining. They do worry about his safety, so he agreed to have someone in the kitchen with him when he’s recording. Sebastian has no idea why he agreed to be said person. Sebastian stays out of the camera’s view, but he can be heard making comments throughout the video. Sebastian’s input usually ranges from “Not bad” to “No” to “You should change your name to fired_chef” depending on how badly the kitchen has been destroyed.

Tanaka usually posts about once a month or so. His account contains photos of the sky and teacups. His account is very peaceful and has a sense of calm surrounding it.

Madame Red was very active on her account. Her account was full of fashion, parties, etc. There were a ton of pictures of Ciel too. All of Ciel’s pictures had captions under them, telling the world how much she loved her nephew and how she considered him to be her own son. Her last post was a picture of Ciel in the Lady Ciel dress, right before the Viscount Druitt’s party. The caption was “The most precious thing in my life. I love you more than you will ever know ❤️” Ciel will never admit it, but after Madame Red’s death, he found himself scrolling through her account more often. The captions about him help him believe that she didn’t mean what she said to him before her death.

Lau’s account has been banned. For multiple reasons.

Grell’s account is full of selfies. She loves updating her followers on how she’s doing and what she’s doing. She shares every thought and idea on social media. Her followers love her personality and many are envious of her hair. Sebastian and Ciel know about her account. She follows both of them, so they checked out her account. At the time, her most recent video was about how Sebastian should change his handle to grells_sassy_bassy. Sebastian blocked her. Ciel liked the video and followed her back.

Undertaker posts his favorite jokes and coffins. He also lets his followers know whenever any of his coffins go on sale. He loves when his followers send him their favorite jokes.

William T. Spears never posts. The only reason he has an account is because Grell made it for him. The only thing on his account are selfies with him and the other reapers (mainly Grell) that Grell posted for him.

~~

Bonus!

One day, Undertaker came across the video Sebastian posted of Ciel. In his comment, he tagged Ciel and said “Hahaha! Nice video, butler. @ the_queens_guard_dog The next time you want information, consider this your payment!”

All of England heard Ciel yell, “SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS!!!”

~~

Wow, this was longer than expected. Thank you so much for the ask! I really enjoy the prompts that have been sent to me! My ask box is always open 💜

Hey, can you possible write something about Sebastian trying to comfort Ciel (maybe he had a nightmare or tripped and fell, etc.) but he’s really bad at emotions?

Of course! Thank you for the request! <3

~~~

Where was he? Why couldn’t he move? Everything hurt so much; it was unbearable. Wait, who are the people surrounding him? What’s wrong with their faces? No, not faces. Masks, cult, knife, sacrifice! No! No, no, no, no, no! Help! Someone, please! I’m scared! They’re going to hurt me again! They’re going to kill me! Help! Sebastian! Sebastian!

“Sebastian!” Ciel screamed as he awoke from his night terror. He quickly set up and wrapped the blankets all the way around him.

Sebastian was at his side instantaneously.

“You called, my lord?”

Ciel curled up and rested his head on his knees.

“Tell me they’re dead. Tell me you killed them.” Ciel ordered. Sebastian raised an eyebrow.

“Killed who, my lord? If you’ll recall, I’ve killed quite a few people.”

“Them.” Ciel hissed. “The ones who kept me in a cage and made my life a living nightmare. Are they dead? Did you kill them all?”

Sebastian thought the question was a bit silly. Of course they were dead. Since when does he leave things incomplete? Plus, Ciel had been present when he slain the cultists. Why was Ciel asking a question he very well knew the answer to? Still, Ciel had asked a question, so Sebastian answered.

“Yes, my lord. Every cultist in that room faced a violent and painful death, I assure you.”

“Good. Good.” Ciel said, shakily.

How strange. Why was Ciel shuddering? Was he cold? Sebastian retrieved another blanket from the closet and wrapped it around Ciel’s shoulders. That’s when he noticed the tears.

“Young master? Why are you crying?”

“I’m not crying.” Ciel said, voice cracking.

“Yes, you are.”

“No, I’m not.”

Sebastian ignored him and cupped Ciel’s face. He gently lifted Ciel’s face to meet his gaze. Sebastian used a handkerchief to dab the tears away.

“Well, if these aren’t tears, I’m afraid we must call a doctor.”

Ciel said nothing, but allowed Sebastian to continue.

“What happened, my lord? Did you hurt yourself?”

Ciel shook his head.

“You’ll laugh.”

“No, I won’t. That would go against my aesthetic. What kind of butler would I be if I laughed at my young master’s distress? Surely, not a good one.”

Ciel found a bit of comfort in the familiar phrase.

“It’s… dumb.”

“Maybe it is, but you have me intrigued.”

“I had a nightmare.” Ciel mumbled.

“I can’t understand you, my lord.”

“I said I had a nightmare.” Ciel said a little louder.

“Oh, is that all?” Sebastian asked after a moment.

“See! You think it’s dumb.”

“I said nothing of the sort. I was merely surprised that a trivial nightmare is the cause of your tears.”

“I know, you don’t have to tell me.” Ciel said, burying his face back into his knees.

Sebastian brushed down a few stray hairs on Ciel’s head before leaving the room.

Of course he left. Why would he stay? The whole situation was ridiculous. Ciel Phantomhive, the Earl of Phantomhive, the Queen’s Guard Dog is crying over a nightmare. What a joke. What kind of Earl was he? He foolishly called for his butler and let him see him weak. He should never be weak. Why did he call for Sebastian anyway? He can’t fight a nightmare. What was he expecting? For Sebastian to care? For Sebastian to tell him that everything was alright? How idiotic. How childish.

Ciel’s head snapped up when he heard his door open again. Sebastian re-entered the room with a tray that held a cup of warm milk and a jar of honey. Sebastian sat the tray down next to Ciel. Ciel used the honey dipper to sweeten the milk to his preference. No words were exchanged. Ciel finished his drink and lied back down. Sebastian tucked Ciel in before speaking.

“Worry not, my little lord. The servants and I will keep you safe. You will get your revenge in due time. Then, I’ll devour your soul and you’ll never be in pain again.”

“No more pain…” Ciel muttered before falling asleep once more.

Sebastian gathered the tray, empty cup, and jar of honey and moved to leave. Sebastian placed his hand on the door knob and turned back towards Ciel.

“Sweet dreams, Bocchan.” Sebastian said and he left Ciel to his rest.

~~~

I hope this was satisfactory! Thank you again for requesting it! <3

Black Butler Headcanon #1

Rabbit Sebastian

Ciel has an enormous Sebastian bitter rabbit. Ciel had designed the plushie as a joke. He wanted to get on Sebastian’s nerves by portraying him as a harmless bunny. It had backfired when Sebastian went out and bought him one with the explanation, “Oh Bocchan, don’t you know that rabbits can be vicious and aggressive fighters? I am honored that you would represent my skills as such. Now you can have another protector for when I’m away. Isn’t that wonderful?” Ciel was not amused.

The next time Ciel ordered Sebastian away to uncover information, he found himself waking up from a nightmare. He was no stranger to nightmares, but when the nightmares are so graphic, it takes everything in him to not call for Sebastian. He doesn’t always succeed, but that night he did. He stopped Sebastian’s name from exiting his mouth with a mere second to spare. He focused on calming his heart and controlling his breathing. Had Sebastian been there, he would already be drink warm milk with honey. But Sebastian wasn’t there. Ciel looked around his room, assuring himself that he was safe, when he saw the plushie Sebastian had left next to his bed. Hesitantly, he reached for the stuffed rabbit and placed it next to him.

When Sebastian returned that morning, he prepared Ciel’s tea and breakfast before going to wake Ciel. Once Sebastian entered Ciel’s room, he saw Ciel cuddling with the oversized plushie. He couldn’t help the small smile that found its way onto his face.

The first chapter of The Phantomhive Servants’ Favorite Moments is on ao3

Finny and Sebastian watched in confusion as Ciel started to sneeze.

“Bocchan? Are you alright?”

“Sebastian, I think there is a cat somewhere nearby.” Ciel said as he motioned for Sebastian to pick him up. Sebastian raised an eyebrow. It was rare for Ciel to want to be held, but Sebastian complied and held Ciel to his chest.

Sebastian scanned the yard, trying to find the lovely creature that Ciel was unfortunately allergic to.