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Just wanted to clear this thing up

Friendly reminder that if I haven’t answered your ask the same day, it means either: 

I want to treasure that ask forever

I dont feel up to social interaction

I didnt have time, and ended up forgetting about it

What it does NOT mean:

I dont like getting asks

You’re bothering me by sending asks

SAME APPLIES FOR UNANSWERED TAG GAMES!

One decision can alter the course of reality. The decision that changed the course of Mori's life was sending Soukoku to deal with a drug trade in France while sending Oda to die for the Special Ability permit. This last minute decision has altered the course of countless lives.

Chapter 1/?

Fluff & Angst (this chapter is 99% fluff)

(Special thanks to @battle-ax-nation for staying up on FaceTime with me while I wrote this. Love you! 🩵)

so i made a bsd and sk8 infinity crossover...

sobbing crying and throwing up as I open yet another untitled document

pov the new hire at your detective agency turns out to be the infamous gravity-manipulator and mafia executive who went missing two years ago wwyd

remember this post I made a few days ago about ADA!Chuuya wearing Dazai's coat? yeah well i went ahead and drew the loser and his oversized coat

(i may or may not have added the ring impulsively only bc i was inspired by this lovely fanfic i read last night)

Sk8 the Infinity Headcanons

No one’s name in Miya’s phone is their actual name: Reki is Dollar Store Ariel, Langa is Elsa’s Lost Snowman, Shadow is Mister Lonely, and of course Cherry and Joe are Mommy and Daddy

The kids get discounts at Joe’s restaurant since they’re there so much

Cherry helps Langa with his Japanese from time to time (Langa’s teachers have been noticing more and more improvement)

Cherry can’t figure out why everyone keeps calling him Pinkie Pie, if anything his hair is more reminiscent of Fluttershy’s

After finding out Joe studied in Italy, Reki began to ask him about it (How different is the time zone? Was anyone with you or did you travel alone? Are the cafés as good as they look online? Was there a bad language barrier? Did you go to an opera? Etc.) Joe plans to surprise Reki with a trip to Italy when he graduates.

It took Langa a month to remember everyone’s names. Reki was ‘the energetic one’, Shadow was ‘flower clown’, Miya was ‘Meowth from Pokémon’, Joe was ‘the guy who always forgets his shirt’, and Cherry was ‘the one with pink hair who keeps ditching his glasses’.

They’re often mistaken as a family whenever they hang out, mainly because the kids are often referred to as “the kids” (and a few times “our kids” when they lost said kids in the shopping center).

Some people at S have begun to speculate if Joe and Cherry had adopted Reki, Langa, and Miya when the kids first got to S. They view Reki as taking after Joe the most and Miya as taking after Cherry the most. Langa is viewed as somewhere in-between but is leaning slightly more towards taking after Cherry. (Both Joe and Cherry are well aware of the rumors but have said nothing, Miya knows and plays into it, Reki and Langa have been too focused on skating and each other to notice)

You there give me your goofy/sweet headcanons for the BSD characters or SKK

GLAD YOU ASKED

when they were both in the mafia, dazai and chuuya would """train together""" (dazai would do absolutely nothing (he just wanted to watch chuuya work out))

in executive meetings, they'd both get bored easily and chuuya would get restless so dazai would let him doodle on his arm under the bandages (they would bicker so much during it and got in trouble a lot (dazai's pissed mori ruined their bonding moment))

they also continue to do this in PM/ADA truce meetings

dazai is WEAK for chuuya calling him osamu. genius brain reduced to mush with 1 word

despite the initial tension between chuuya and kunikida (wariness of a dangerous mafia executive on kunikida's part, mild jealousy and insecurity on chuuya's part) they give each other a chance because of how important the other is to dazai (lowkey best friends and then Literally Dating) and they get along great !!!

unfortunately their favourite past time is bonding over how horrible of a partner dazai is. he regrets ever wanting them to be friends.

Couples that murder together stay together

Love, after all, is a wonderful thing.

Skk at 17 is so funny cause imagine you’re in the port mafia, about to go on a serious and dangerous mission, and your executives are two insane hormonal teenagers. Yeah one of them can make black holes and the other can inflict terrifying psychological damage on people but then Chuuya is giving a big scary speech and his voice cracks and Dazai fucking loses it.

We all know that Dazai likes to make fun of Chuuya’s height, but picture this. Before Dazai left the Port Mafia, he had a routine of making a comment about Chuuya’s height at least once a week. It’s become tradition at this point. However, once Dazai left the Port Mafia, it’s not like he could just walk up to Chuuya like he used to. So, he had to improvise. He started by just sending letters every now and again to remind Chuuya that wearing a hat does nothing for his height. It got to a point where Chuuya didn’t even open the letters, just threw them in the fire place or shredder.

Once Dazai joined the ADA, he began borrowing people’s phones to text Chuuya since Chuuya blocked him years ago. Chuuya has now unknowingly blocked over half of the ADA members.

“Hey, Atsushi, can I borrow your phone for a second? I need to send a message to someone and it is of the utmost importance they see it right away.”

“Of course, but why not just use your phone?”

“I lost it.”

“It’s right there on the corner of your desk..?”

“We’re losing valuable time here, Atsushi.”

Once Atsushi handed Dazai his phone, Dazai immediately typed in Chuuya’s number and sent a message.

Soooo remember how you said that you were only 15 and still growing?

Dazai, I swear I will change my number.

How much have you grown again? Oh, that’s right

Lay off about my size will you!

“I’m only 15, I’m still growing!” Little did you know the only thing that would be growing was your hair.

Message not Delivered.

Atsushi was horrified to find out Dazai had used his phone to antagonize the gravity manipulator. Dazai was happy to get his weekly laugh. Chuuya was strongly considering unblocking Dazai’s number just to start sending him daily insults.

Damn it.

NOOOOOOOOOO I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF A FIC

What am I supposed to do now??

AO3 is back up now!! Thank goodness 😭

NOOOOOOOOOO I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF A FIC

What am I supposed to do now??

NOOOOOOOOOO I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF A FIC

What am I supposed to do now??

uhm so I ended up writing a really short fic based on this post in attempt to get over writer’s block (it didn’t work but hey I wrote something…?)

read HERE thank you

Soukoku headcannons because they have taken over my life

(Remember how I said I don’t write romance? Guess there’s a first time of everything •v•)

Port Mafia

Dazai fell first and harder

They have matching rings they got from the arcade and wore them all the time until they eventually broke. The rings were bound to break eventually considering how many battles they had been through, but they didn’t break during a battle. The duo were arguing about who knows what for the millionth time and the rings just snapped. They looked down at the pieces of plastic that had hit the floor in silence for a few minutes. (“If Chuuya wanted a divorce he could’ve just said so.” “Shut up and go win us new ones.”)

They both have specific items they steal from each other whenever they’re going to be separated for some time (separate missions, hospital stays, etc.). Chuuya will steal Dazai’s black hoodie that has what looks like lightning strike decals on the sides of the sleeves. Dazai will steal Chuuya’s white blanket that has what is supposed to be a slug and a mackerel messily stitched in one of the corners from when Chuuya was first learning how to embroider. They always make sure to return it without the other noticing when they get back from wherever they were so the item will smell like the other when it’s time for the duo to be separated again. Of course, both know the other takes said items, but neither say anything.

They paint each other’s nails every now and then. Black is they’re default color but they’ve also tried various nude/pink shades, blues, reds, and some glitters.

They’ve both attempted eyeliner (liquid and pencil) and failed. Both ended up with the liner all over their eyelids, but that didn’t stop either of them from laughing at the other.

They were each other’s first kiss. It was 2 in the morning and they were watching a movie. Since they can never agree on what to watch, they have a bowl with random numbers in it and whichever number is pulled is what they type in on the tv. Tonight some romance movie had been selected. Neither were particularly interested but they watched anyways (mainly to see whose movie plot prediction was right). Chuuya was growing sleepy towards the end. Sleep never came easy to Dazai so he let his mind wonder why the kiss scene at the end was always made out to be this grand moment. He turned to Chuuya who had laid his head to rest on his shoulder. He tucked his finger under Chuuya’s chin to tilt his head up and connected their lips. It was quick, not nearly as drawn out as the one playing on the screen. Yes, they both liked dramatics but it’s important to not over do it. They both hummed as they broke apart. It was pleasant, but it was not firework worthy as the movies had made it seem. Chuuya rested his head again, this time in the crook of Dazai’s neck rather than the edge of his shoulder before saying “Next time put some chapstick on. Get the strawberry one.”

Dazai finds children to be annoying, but he doesn’t exactly like or dislike them. Chuuya adores children and finds them to be endearing. To Dazai, there is very little in this world that can make him laugh as children falling. He's not necessarily laughing because the child may or may not be hurt, but more so at the face they make when they're processing what happened and then start crying. Chuuya yells at him despite this explanation.

The first and last time they said "I love you" was the night Dazai left. Before placing the bomb under Chuuya's car, Dazai had used his spare key to enter Chuuya's apartment to take his car keys. An extra precaution to ensure Chuuya wasn't caught in the explosion. He was supposed to be in and out, but he couldn't resist checking on Chuuya one last time. He peeked into the bedroom to find Chuuya already fast asleep. He walked over and watched him for a bit, knowing it would be a long time before he would be able to do so again in peace. He reached in his pocket and applied the strawberry chapstick to his lips before leaning down to connect their lips. Chuuya stirred at the contact and even though he cracked his eyes open, it was clear his mind was still very much asleep. Dazai pulled back after a few seconds and placed the chapstick along with his spare apartment key on Chuuya's bedside table. He briefly debated on leave a note before deciding he had already been in the apartment for too long. The last thing he wanted was to make it seem like Chuuya knew of his departure beforehand. "I love you," Dazai said in a quiet voice. It took more in him to actually get the words out then he cares to admit. "I love you so much. Forgive me for what I'm about to do, especially to your car, but this is for the best." These words came out more broken then he intended, but he hopes he got his point across. "I love you too," Chuuya mumbled out, eyes shut and snuggling deeper into his pillow. Dazai would come to cherish the moment the second he stepped out of the apartment. Chuuya does not remember it, but believed those three words to have been merely apart of his dream.

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! 🩵

~~~

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

Gyomei's crow has the best tea among the other crows.

Dad tried to get close to his twins with force stealth, but they spotted him before he turned the corner.

Veers is very tall… I’ll draw Jerjerrod another time 😵

I looked up the ranks of the empire, but I can’t find the right answer. I wonder which documents I should refer to.

Can anyone recommend any good dad Vader fics? Can feature Luke at any age or any Vader redemption or Luke corruption, I don’t care. Even Force Ghost Anakin is cool! Please just anything involving those two 😭 🤲

Update:

I have found more characters to write about to heal my daddy and mommy issues 🫡

Hope y’all are ready for me to start clearing out my draft which means requests are back open!

That butler, devoted cat lover

Bonus: That cat lover, rejected

I have found more characters to write about to heal my daddy and mommy issues 🫡

Hope y’all are ready for me to start clearing out my draft which means requests are back open!

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.

I finally broke and watched Danganronpa. I have no regrets.

No pressure, but I was wondering if you're still planning to do my Dadbastian request? Thanks!

Hello! Yes, I promise I’m still working on your Dadbastian request and I’m very sorry that it’s taking me awhile. School has been a bit of a pain lately, but I’ll have your request done as soon as I can 💜