Sebastian Michaelis - Blog Posts

It is adorable!!! I think the Dadbastion is rubbing off on ya-

Monsters, Inc. Costumes

Ooooh dear love of my life when i was 12, I'm so glad you came back, i missed you

I’m in my black butler era

Sebastian ✧ Kuroshitsuji: Kishuku Gakkou-hen ep. 09

Alois hate is so forced imo. I will never understand why people love Ciel but hate him when they are THE SAME just different flavors. Alois is a traumatized boy who learned everything from his environment. In my opinion it’s because people cannot handle traumatized people who are not “perfect” and good people, they hate traumatized people who are not perfect survivors

My wife made this for me. It’s a Black Butler fic where reader gets tickled uwu. It’s very sweet. Go follow my wife @ticklish-n-stuff, she’s great. 💖

Obviously what she makes me goes on my main blog

Simply one hell of a tutor

I watched like 6 eps of Black Butler...

I think I'm more than qualified to write for it now LOL

I made this for my cutie patootie partner love of my life my shnookums my nutella jar the light of my life my ride or die @azureyemberzz

I hope I did Sebastian justice, probably not lmao. But I still hope you enjoy<3

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Sebastian x gn!reader (reader is a whore for sebastian uwu)

Lee: reader

Ler: Sebastian

Warnings: I don't like Sebastian, but I tried my best! Tickles! Sebastian is a bitch!

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You know you asked for this, practically begged Sebastian into helping you with your studies (but no one needs to know that), and now that he’s finally helping you, why was it suddenly so hard to focus?! No matter what you did, it was like Sebastian’s words simply bounced off of your brain. 

It’s not like he’s a bad teacher by any means. If anything, he’s a bit too captivating. Every time you try to pay attention, your focus ends up on his appearance rather than on his words. Whenever you catch yourself practically ogling at him, you end up burying your head down in shame, face as ripe as an apple. Of course, Sebastian is no idiot. That doesn’t mean he won’t have a bit of fun with you first, though. 

Your thoughts come back to earth the moment you feel the end of his ruler guiding your chin back up, forcing you to make eye contact “You seem a bit distracted. We can’t have that now, can we?” 

‘Ugh, that stupid smirk’ is all you can think of when you look back at his features. He always had that amused yet condescending look that drove you up the wall without fail. The more you think about it, the warmer your face feels, somehow.

Before you can even think of stuttering out a reply, you’re suddenly startled by a puff of air caressing the shell of your ear. 

In the blink of an eye, Sebastian managed to appear behind you. He placed his gloved hands on your shoulders, giving a firm yet comforting squeeze. You try to look back at him, skeptical of his intentions, but he simply shushes you before you even get a peep in. “Relax, I’m simply trying to aid you. I’ve heard that a good massage can help with one’s focus” he shoots you with his typical calm and innocent smile, though by now you should know better that he’s anything but. 

Still, you can’t help but sigh in relief as he continues the massage. Slowly but surely making you relax and drop your guard. If he kept this up, you might actually fall asleep. Though, that didn’t last long. 

“Eek?!” you squeak out, almost jumping out of your seat when you feel his nails tracing up your neck to your ears. When did he even take his gloves off?! Sneaky bastard. 

“You must stay still for the massage to take effect, dear~” he practically purrs against your ear, causing goosebumps to rise over your skin. Stupid Sebastian! Stupid pet name!

You know he’s just messing with you, toying with you. You want to complain and call him out, yet you can’t bring yourself to. Probably because you’re too busy trying and failing to not double over in laughter as his nails keep expertly teasing those sensitive spots. 

The way he keeps whispering into your ear, the way his nails trace and caress every inch of skin he can get his hands on, from the tips of your ears to where your neck meets your back. It’s all so unbearably ticklish, yet you love every moment of it.

You bury your laughing face into your hands, hoping to retain some semblance of pride, but it’s too late for that now. By the time he’s done, you feel borderline dizzy with joy. 

Sebastian walks back to his original position, as if he didn’t just turn you into a pathetic wet wipe of a person with a few, simple teases. “Ready to continue the lesson?”

You give a bashful nod. Despite… whatever that was, your head feels strangely clear. Maybe he did have good intentions all along, who knows. “Thank you…” is all you manage to whisper out.

He looks at you with a smile “No need to thank me. I’m simply one hell of a tutor”

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I didn't forget about Tumblr again you did-

Anywho, I had a panel back at a con in January that just so happened to be filmed by our Ciel cosplayer (My lovely kiddo)

Link here for those who want to watch it (I'm the Grell [red hair] cosplayer)

https://youtu.be/affqxiSrUZc?si=pZftw9U0PHvKKuHK

(DONT QUESTION THE LYNETTE-)

Ciel Phantomhive

I cant wait to continue this in color tomorrow, it actually turned out kinda good lmao

ok gn for now cause i have school tmrw and it’s 2 am

Sebastian x Alois comic!! By smoll-kuro / me

Later pages will be nsfw. So be warned.

⚠️ATTENTION!! THIS IS JUST A PREVIEW⚠️

Just drew some sebaciel! Enjoy!

Sebacielois: love me; part two

ciel’s pov

I walked over to the bed and sat on the side of it next to alois. I gently shook him while whisper-yelling his name. “Alois, Alois!” Until he woke up. He started to cry and clung to me for dear life. I wrapped my arms around him and put him in a warm embrace whilst he calmed down. When he calmed down he pulled away and looked at me with his beautiful icy blue eyes and said “please, don’t send me back, I-i cant go b-back he’ll k-kill me!” I was in shock. ‘He must mean Claude….’ I thought to my self. “PROMISE ME!!” He yelled grabbing my shoulders, I had to raise my hand to stop Sebastian from pulling him away. I looked at Alois and said to him with determination in my voice. “I promise… You shall stay here. Okay?” He looked at me with so much happiness and adoration in his eyes. 'Could he….. Feel the same?’ “Thank you, ciel!” He jumped and hugged me much like Elizabeth would, but with him it wasn’t un welcomed. I fell back with him on top of me. I slowly hugged him back and blushed at the closeness of our bodies. I looked over to Sebastian in thought. 'Me and Sebastian are together…. And he knows that I love Alois too, he said he felt the same for both me and Alois as well…. I wonder what his thoughts are about this situation…’ Soon Alois fell asleep on my stomach after crying so much. That’s when I finally decided to talk to Sebastian. “Sebastian…. What are your thoughts on this, and don’t leave anything out” Sebastian seemed to be pondering about his answer…

Sebastian’s pov

         After m'lord asked me about my thoughts on the situation I decided to answer after some thought. “I’m thinking both negatively and positively about the situation at hand….” I started out. “I think it’s wonderful that he’s now going to be living with us, but the reason for the move is one I would have liked to avoid.” I paused for a moment. “At least Claude can’t hurt him any more, on the other hand he will have to get over the betrayal of the one he loved and will have trauma from said betrayal.. We have to protect him and show him that not everyone is going to hurt him… Those are my thoughts.”….

TBC….

Sebacielois chapter one

Ciel's pov I was ready for bed when I heard a faint 'tak' on my window. Then another, and another. I got out of bed and walked over to the window, I stood there and listened. Again! I heard a 'tak'.... But louder this time, I also saw a small pebble hit the glass protecting me from the outside elements. I opened my second story window and saw alois trancy climbing over my balcony. I didn't yell for Sebastian for two reasons. First, alois looked to already be in bad shape.. Which lead me to question why Claude hasn't cleaned him up or even help him get up here! He just looked awful, mangled hair with dirt and dried blood in it.... His left arm looked as if someone had cut it with a knife, not only on the wrist from what I thought of as self harm,... But also on his upper arm and shoulder from what looked like a fight. That and his clothes were all bloody in what I assume to be his own blood. And second,....... I may or may not have feelings for the other earl, NOT that I'd say it out loud.... EVER!! "A-alois?! The bloody hell happened to you?!?" He looked at me and suddenly fell to the floor. I quickly caught him before he hit the ground, I then called out for Sebastian. My demon butler came in seconds flat with a surprised look on his face, most probably from seeing my enemy fainted in my arms. "Start up the bath and while it's running treat his wounds." Sebastian stood there for a moment then he said "yes, my young lord." ------time skip------ Ciel's pov after we got alois' wounds treated and carefully bathed we put him in my bed while I slept in the chair next to the bed. Sebastian stood next to me to make sure that alois wouldn't do anything to me whilst I slept. (Not like that you dirty sinners.... At least, not yet~) I awoke to the sound of whimpering. I looked over and saw that alois was tossing and turning in his sleep while tears rolled down his cheeks. I walked over to the bed and sat down next to him, Sebastian watching me the whole time. Tbc.....

BLACK BUTLER IDEA!!!

I still will probably write this but I want to know if there is a demand at all for black butler content. Please like and reply if you’re up for a new fic!!!! here is a sample of what I was thinking

݁ᛪ༙The clock ticked steadily in the dim sitting room. Moonlight spilled through the large windows, catching the sharp gleam of Y/n’s eyes as she stood by the fireplace, arms crossed tightly over her chest.

Sebastian entered soundlessly, like a shadow come to life. He bowed with his usual mockery of politeness.

“You wished to speak with me, Lady Y/n?”

Y/n said nothing at first, letting the silence stretch and coil between them.

She studied him the impeccable suit, the flawless manners, the thin smile that never reached his eyes. Everything about him felt wrong.

Finally, she spoke, voice low and edged with steel.

“I know what you are,” she said. “Maybe not the name for it, but I know you are not human.”

Sebastian’s smile didn’t falter. If anything, it grew.

“How very observant,” he mused, clasping his hands neatly behind his back. “And what, may I ask, do you intend to do with this knowledge?”

Y/n stepped closer, her boots whispering against the rug. She tilted her head slightly, the fire casting half her face in shadow.

“Nothing,” she said. “Because Ciel trusts you. For now.”

Her eyes hardened.

“But know this, Sebastian Michaelis: if you harm him if you let him slip further into whatever darkness is trying to swallow him I will tear you apart myself. Piece by piece.”

Sebastian chuckled, the sound low and amused, like a cat toying with a mouse.

“You are quite ferocious for someone so…fragile.”

Y/n didn’t flinch. She stepped even closer, close enough to smell the unnatural, cold clean scent of him.

“You think I’m fragile?” she whispered. “Try me. You’ll find out exactly how far a sister will go for her brother.”

For the first time, something flickered in Sebastian’s gaze interest, perhaps. Amusement tinged with a thread of caution.

“Noted,” he said smoothly, bowing his head slightly. “I shall continue to serve the Young Master with the utmost…care.”

Y/n stared him down a moment longer before turning away, her heart pounding.

“See that you do,” she said coldly. “Because if you don’t hell won’t be the only place you’ll answer to.”

As she left the room, Sebastian stood still, a gloved hand resting lightly on his chest where, for a brief, strange moment, he thought he might have felt something almost human: respect.

݁ᛪ༙݁ᛪ༙݁ᛪ༙ The hem of your dress swirled around your ankles as you hurried through the entrance hall, the air thick with the scent of polished wood and new paint.

The rebuilt Phantomhive Manor loomed above you, so pristine it almost mocked the memory of ashes and ruin still seared into your heart.

You clutched the sides of your gown an elegant deep navy silk dress with delicate lace sleeves, a gift from Aunt Angelina. But you hardly noticed its weight now.

All you could hear was the hammering of your heart.

Ciel.

Your little brother your baby was alive.

You had been staying with Aunt Angelina ever since the fire, trapped in a haze of grief and guilt, believing there was nothing left. When the letter arrived, hastily penned with shaking hands by your aunt herself, you thought it a cruel dream. But now standing here the heavy doors of the manor open, the world spinning in your ears he was truly here.

A butler you didn’t recognize bowed you inside. His voice was smooth.

“Welcome home, Lady Y/n. The Young Master is awaiting you in the drawing room.”

You barely heard him. Your body moved of its own accord, feet flying across the marble, ignoring decorum, ignoring appearances. You needed to see him.The door to the drawing room creaked as you pushed it open.

And there he was. Ciel stood by the window, framed in silver light. He was wearing a black velvet suit, a rich blue eye staring outward only one eye. The other hidden behind a black eyepatch.

His posture was perfect, his chin tilted up in practiced nobility.

But he was still so small.

Still just a boy.

Your throat closed. A sob broke free before you could contain it. He turned at the sound and his eye widened, just barely.

“Y/n,” he said, voice smooth and measured, as if tasting the word for the first time in years.

Your vision blurred with tears.

Before you knew it, your knees buckled beneath you. You fell. Not out of weakness out of relief. You crashed to the carpeted floor, arms flinging around him, dragging his tiny, stiff body against yours. You pressed your forehead to his stomach, clutching him as if he might vanish again if you let go.

“My Ciel,” you gasped out, voice cracking. “My sweet boy, my precious ”

For a long, breathless moment, he said nothing. You felt the way he tensed, the way he hesitated awkward, uncertain, like a child who no longer knew how to receive love. Then slowly one small, gloved hand touched your head. Not like he used to not with the easy affection of the boy you remembered.

It was a stiff, careful gesture.

“…You’re wrinkling your dress,” he muttered, trying for irritation but failing miserably. His voice shook ever so slightly.

You let out a watery laugh, pulling back just enough to look up at him. He was trying so hard to be composed. To be grown. But you could see it the glimmer of your little brother beneath the armor. The scared, exhausted boy who had come home. You reached up, cupping his cheek gently with your gloved hand.

“You’re home,” you whispered, tears slipping down your cheeks. “You’re home, and I will never, ever leave you again.”

His eye softened so quick, you might have missed it if you hadn’t known him so well.

“You’re being dramatic,” he said, brushing a hand down his jacket, pretending indifference.

You smiled through your tears, standing finally and straightening your dress. You took a deep, trembling breath, smoothing his hair back with motherly care.

“You’ll have to get used to it,” you said, voice steadying. “Because I plan to be dramatic for the rest of your life, Ciel Phantomhive.”

The corners of his mouth twitched just slightly. A ghost of a smile. And you felt it you knew that somewhere deep inside, he was still your brother. you would love him with every fiber of your soul, no matter how cold he tried to be.

You linked your arm through his before he could protest, guiding him further into the room like you used to when he was a shy toddler hiding behind your skirts.

“Now,” you said brightly, “you’re going to sit with me and tell me everything.”

He sighed, a sound of long suffering patience far too old for his little body.

“…I suppose I don’t have much of a choice, do I?” he said.

You smiled, squeezing his arm gently.

“Not when it comes to me, dear heart. Never.”

You hadn’t felt this complete in so long.

But then a presence. You felt it like a prickle at the back of your neck, a gentle tug in the air, a ripple where everything should have been still. Your eyes drifted, pulled by instinct toward the doorway.

There he stood. The butler. Tall, impossibly composed, crimson eyes gleaming like molten garnets in the low light. His hands were folded neatly behind his back, posture perfect, expression unreadable.

The sight of him sent a strange chill along your spine not fear exactly, but something close to wrongness.

And something else, too something painfully familiar. For just a moment, your heart squeezed. He looks like Father.

Not exactly your father’s features had been warmer, his smiles real. there was something in the way this man carried himself, the precise way he tilted his head, the quiet strength wrapped in civility.

You tore your gaze away and turned to Ciel, lowering your voice.

“Who is that?” you asked, smoothing your skirts with trembling hands to hide your nerves.

Ciel followed your gaze casually, as if he hadn’t noticed the butler lingering nearby until now.

“Sebastian Michaelis,” Ciel said. His tone was clipped but neutral. “My butler. He’s been serving me since… I returned.”

You nodded slowly, lips pressing together.

You wanted to ask more but Ciel’s body language warned you off.

The stiff shoulders, the slight narrowing of his eye. He trusted this man. you had just gotten your brother back. You would not push. Not yet. You turned back toward the butler, offering a polite, practiced smile that didn’t reach your eyes.

“Thank you,” you said softly, inclining your head just slightly, as a lady should. “For taking care of my brother.”

Sebastian’s crimson gaze flickered briefly curiosity, perhaps but his bow was perfect.

“It is my duty and my pleasure, Lady Y/n,” he said smoothly.

A moment to once again appreciate the wonderful appearance of Sebastian with glasses...

Waited for years just to make this

(thinking of making more of SnapCube x BB shitposts later)

HOW REAL ARE RELIGION AND GODS IN BLACK BUTLER?

I was re-reading the Curry Arc and noticed that Sebastian made some interesting comments..

In the first panel, chap. 16, Sebastian seems to express concern? about running into Kali, the goddess in question, if/ when he goes to India. The way he says it, and the other characters confusion, seems to led credence to my interpretation, which is that Sebastian said it in a way that acknowledged gods as real.

In panel two, chap. 17, Sebastian basically says that gods are real and pulls a face like he is recalling an unpleasant experience with some of them!

In panels three and four, chap. 18, the group is talking about Agni’s powers, and Sebastian brings up various different belief based powers, and clearly it has some sort of real power behind it because Agni was able to go toe to toe with Sebastian!

There has got to be something there with the way Sebastian talks about gods, but I don’t think Yana has given any clarification on what Sebastian meant, so fan theories and head cannons it is I guess.

Also just remembered something right after I hit post, Sebastian literally told o!Ciel that one of the reasons why he was able to summon him is because Ciel completely denounced god so clearly in some capacity god is real in the BB universe if denouncing him holds that much weight!

YANA’ S BIGGEST PIECE OF FORESHADOWING YET!!!!

Pics from chapters 7 and 213 respectively.

one thing i saw on tiktok and would like to share is that art of yana, which was made in honour of ono daisuke's netsuretsu answer videoclip, released in december 2010.

while sebastian is wearing onod's clothes, ciel is wearing the boy's rabbit costume from the video !!

found this on twitter and i need to share bc omg wHY ARE THEY SO PRECIOUS OOUGH

some more information about this au :

1. they're both human teenagers ( i haven't thought about their ages yet, but the gap will probably be 3 or 4 years ).

2. ciel fell in love first, sebastian fell harder. ( still considering this )

3. i thought about making them brothers ( blood related ). maybe i will for sure do that.

4. they will probably study at the same school. (?)

that is all, i haven't planned much yet, the only thing i know for sure is that i want them to be happy.

about that sebaciel au, this was the first art i drew about it. it was supposed to be them in a metro coming back home from school, but i suck at drawing background. (this is my old watermark i'm too lazy to go and change it).

Happy birthday Sebastian Michaelis! 🎉🎉🎂🖤💙

Sebastian, Ciel and a Happy Life - Coming back from school.

Old drawing.

He just got a kiss from Ciel!

[Template credits: @ Mitzubao on X]

Forget-me-not.

Their final moments.