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One Hell of a Love (Book 3) Chapter Five

Sebastian Michaelis x Demon! Reader

Chapter Five: One Hell of an Inquiry

Summary: The investigation continues, and Sebastian and (Y/N) have to amuse themselves while the case stalls.

“I offer you this pledge and ask that you be my drudge, Ciel Phantomhive.”

“I humbly accept.”

The plan had worked. Ciel was one step closer to the P4 and discovering the inner workings of Weston College—secrets and all.

Ciel groaned as he collapsed in the armchair in Sebastian’s office. The entire day he’d been mobbed by classmates that were impressed with how quickly he became Clayton’s drudge.

“I feel like I’ve become an opera singer or something,” he sighed.

Sebastian chuckled. “Your masterful performances here have been quite splendid as of late. Why not continue in this fashion and aim to be an actor instead?”

“If you’re in the mood to make cutting remarks, I’m ready for you,” grumbled Ciel.

“Far from it!” Sebastian smiled brightly. “I was offering you my heartfelt praise.”

“That’s even worse!” exclaimed Ciel.

“Well, you did play the P4 perfectly. It seems they cannot resist dealing out justice and seeing someone act honorably,” said (Y/N). Their lips quirked upward in a smirk. “What an exploitable weakness.”

“And yet I am nowhere closer to my ultimate goal,” said Ciel, frustrated. “The Queen’s orders were that I investigate the reasons why a number of students, including her blood relationship Derrick Arden, have shut themselves up in this school and broken off all contact with the outside world.”

“However, we have not been able to lay eyes on them,” said Sebastian.

“No, not a single one,” said (Y/N). Their nose twitched. “This situation clearly has more to it than we’ve seen.”

Ciel nodded. “I thought I’d compel them to return home by force, but the Queen bade me to simply ‘investigate the reasons why.’ Most definitely, she is aware that this situation is not the result of youthful rebellion on the part of the students. As (Y/N) said, something peculiar is going on at this school.” He leaned back with a grumble. “However, the school is enslaved to its own rules, and I can’t even make the necessary inquiries. It’s like I’m a prisoner!”

“But is that not why you re attempting to get into the good graces of the prefects, the keepers of the rules, Young Master?” remarked Sebastian as he poured tea for Ciel and (Y/N). “And by employing much more peaceful methods than usual as well.”

(Y/N) smothered a chuckle as they took a sip of tea. Ciel fought off an irk mark.

“True, but I’m still only the drudge of the prefect’s drudge,” said Ciel. “In my position, I can’t take part in the ‘Midnight Tea Party’ hosted by the Headmaster.”

(Y/N) nodded. They had heard about the Tea Party, and it was clearly prestigious and secretive. Because they had not been able to make any contact with the Headmaster, they absolutely needed to as soon as possible. His absence was suspicious,

“It would seem you still have a long road ahead,” said (Y/N).

“At least I’ve finally made it into the P4 Entourage,” said Ciel. “I’ll try sounding out the P4 directly about Derrick.”

“Yes,” said Sebastian, nodding. “And in all likelihood, the most useful information lies with the house into which Lord Derrick was transferred.”

“Violet Wolf,” agreed (Y/N). “And it’s prefect, Gregory Violet.”

“Housemaster Michaelis, Housemaster Noir,” said a fellow housemaster, approaching the pair as they were grading assignments from their classes. “How are you?”

“We’re doing very well,” said (Y/N) pleasantly, smiling.

“Merely getting some work done,” said Sebastian.

“Excellent!” said the housemaster, nodding to them. “I just wanted to say good luck this year. It will be your first time assisting with coaching the Interhouse Cricket Tournament.”

“Yes, it is,” said (Y/N). Sebastian and they had made sure to do their research on such activities so that they were prepared for all their duties as housemasters.

“And Sapphire Owl never wins—or, almost never—so, good luck,” said the housemaster. He smiled cheerfully. “It’s still good fun!” He nodded to them and walked off.

(Y/N) hummed and tilted their head. “This could be useful…”

“Indeed?” remarked Sebastian, prompting them to continue.

They smirked. “You saw the rules—the most valuable player of the tournament is invited to the Midnight Tea Party.”

Sebastian smirked, teeth flashing like a predator ready to lunge. “Precisely the opportunity we need.”

(Y/N) sighed. “The only problem with the tournament is that outsiders are invited to the celebrations before and after, and that means the Midfords will be present.”

Sebastian grimaced. Francis in particular was a force to be reckoned with, even for him, and he’d prefer to avoid her. Additionally…they could recognize (Y/N) and Sebastion. Hopefully, she’d see that they were there on duty with Ciel and refrain from identifying them…

(Y/N) sighed. “As long as Lady Midford or Marquess Midford are kept from speaking up by Marchioness Midford, we should be alright…” They frowned. “However, if I’m caught dressing like a man, that could prove confusing.”

“More likely, they’ll all be beguiled by your good looks,” said Sebastian.

(Y/N) gave him a deadpan look. “Unlikely in the case of Marchioness Midford.”

“However, she recognizes when the Queen’s Guard Dog is at work, so she’ll likely overlook the supposed ‘impropriety,’ ” said Sebastian.

(Y/N) nodded. Fortunately, that was the turn recognition would likely take.

“For now, we should focus on gathering information,” said Sebastian. “If we can, we could discover why Arden and the other students were transferred.”

“And where the Headmaster is,” agreed (Y/N).

“I shall inquire with Vice Headmaster Agares,” said Sebastian, rising from his chair.

“Then I shall inquire with the other Headmasters,” said (Y/N), standing.

“Shall we reconvene later?” said Sebastian, raising a brow and smirking.

“To share our discoveries or for something else?” said (Y/N), eyes filled with amusement.

“Why not both?” teased Sebastian.

(Y/N) chuckled. “Insatiable demon,” they said.

“Tempting darling,” returned Sebastian.

“Derrick Arden?” repeated Agares.

“Yes. I am worried because he has failed to attend classes for some time,” said Sebastian, smiling pleasantly.

“You even extend your concern to the students of other houses, do you?” said Agares.

“The house in which a student resides is of no import to me,” said Sebastian.

“He was an excellent student,” said Agares.

“Oh? Then why was his house assignment changed?” said Sebastian.

“I don’t know. It was the Headmaster’s decision,” said Agares, formal and voice unvaried as ever.

“Perhaps his truancy can be attributed to the shock of the transfer?” suggested Sebastian.

“I could not say,” said Agares. “It was the Headmaster’s decision—”

Agares tripped and fell down the stairs. Even Sebastian jumped at the sudden tumble.

“Mr. Agares?” he said in surprise. He moved down the stairs after Agares. “Are you alright?”

“Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me,” said Agares. Blood dripped from beneath his cap.

“Shall I take you to the infirmary?” said Sebastian, assisting him to his feet. He paused as he smelled the blood and sensed something strange within it. He narrowed his eyes. Undoubtedly, something was going on at this school, and everyone was hiding it.

“How unfortunate that I cannot find Arden,” said (Y/N), sighing as they shook their head. “I worry that he is falling behind on his studies.”

The housemaster they spoke to averted his eyes from theirs. “The Headmaster always makes the best decision for students.” He smiled. “Though your worry is commendable.”

(Y/N) smiled, and the housemaster looked away as he looked at the attractive person before him. “Well, thank you for trying to help,” they said. “I am so glad to know that other housemasters are worried for students at Weston College.” They smirked. “They only hire the best, after all.”

“Y-Yes,” said the housemaster, fighting off nervous red cheeks.

(Y/N) entered the library in the dead of night, and instantly, someone appeared behind them and wrapped a hand around their waist while closing the door.

“Hello, darling,” said Sebastian.

“My love, we have a job to do first,” said (Y/N), smiling and rolling their eyes. “Did you discover anything from Mr. Agares?”

“No,” said Sebastian, trailing one hand up (Y/N)’s body to their chin. He tilted their head back and kissed them. “He insisted it was the Headmaster’s decision, and that was all.”

“The housemasters I spoke to said the same,” said (Y/N), kissing him again.

“Hm,” said Sebastian, pushing aside the collar of (Y/N)’s robes to kiss their neck. “I did sense something strange with Mr. Agares, however.”

“Oh?” hummed (Y/N), sighing as he kissed them.

They lifted a hand and laced their fingers through his hair. With his hand around their waist keeping them flush against him and their hand keeping his head close, if they were found, it would be quite the intimate picture.

“His blood…It is different than a regular human’s,” said Sebastian.

“How odd. So many layers to this mystery,” said (Y/N), eyes closing as Sebastian’s hand on their waist trailed up.

“I think there are other layers to concern yourself with,” said Sebastian, pulling (Y/N)’s robes from their shoulders.

“Indeed,” said (Y/N), smirking and arching back into him. They pulled his collar open and kissed his neck. “Yours.”

Sebastian smirked positively devilishly and spun them around to devour their lips in a kiss. (Y/N) eagerly kissed him back, reaching up and using the cross around his neck to pull him closer.

Sebastian groaned at the roughness. Oh, how he loved Felis.

(Y/N) smirked against his lips before kissing him again. They truly loved Corvus, every aspect of him.

(Y/N) brushed the dust from Sebastian’s robes, and he rebuttoned their shirt, hands trailing on their skin as he did.

“Corvus,” said (Y/N), rolling their eyes with a smirk.

“Felis,” said Sebastian playfully, smirking as he redid their tie. He pulled it tight and then pulled them in. He kissed them and lingered for a moment. (Y/N) kissed him back.

The door to the library creaked open, and the pair stepped apart. They had been expecting Ciel at this time, so it was time to get to work once more after a “recreational” pause.

“Sebas—”

(Y/N) and Sebastian sensed another soul approaching, and Sebastian grabbed Ciel. He tucked him beneath his robes, and (Y/N) grabbed a book of Latin to “discuss” with Housemaster Michaelis.

The door opened again, and Bluewer entered. He looked around suspiciously, and Sebastian raised a brow.

“What are you doing here at this hour?” asked Sebastian, all pleasantness.

Bluewer hesitated, uncomfortable as the attention of the room fell on him.

“Well, we can hardly expect our prefect to not be hard at work,” said (Y/N), smiling. “After all, just as we ensure we are prepared for every lesson, so does Mr. Bluewer. He is a model student.”

Bluewer didn’t reply and just nodded shortly. “I was looking for a book.”

“Which one?” said (Y/N).

Bluewer’s eyes went the one in their hand, and (Y/N) nearly laughed. How foolish to choose that one. It was so obviously suspicious.

“That one. However, I can see it is in use,” said Bluewer formally. He nodded to them. “Pardon me, Mr. Michaelis, Mr. Noir.”

“You’re excused, Bluewer,” said Sebastian.

Bluewer turned and left. The door closed behind him, and Sebastain pulled his robes from Ciel’s head.

“Pardon me for being rough, but it seemed as though you were being followed,” said Sebastian.

“Guess I’ve done one too many things to stand out,” said Ciel. “But sniffing around was useless. No matter what I asked, the ultimate response was always, ‘It was the Headmaster’s decision.’ ”

“The staff replied the same way as well,” said (Y/N).

“The staff, too, hm?” said Ciel, frowning. “We’re getting nowhere like this.” He narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth. “Well, if that’s how it’s going to be, I’ll have to use whatever means necessary to make contact with Derrick directly.” He walked to the window of the library and pushed it open. “Come on, Sebastian, (Y/N).”

“But, Young Master, are you not sure to be penalized with two Ys if you leave your house at this time of night?” said Sebastian.

“Isn’t it the masters who mete out punishments to the students?” said Ciel, rolling his eyes. “Mr. Michaelis, sir?”

“Ah. Yes, you are correct,” said Sebastian, smiling with closed eyes.

(Y/N) smirked.

Sebastian, (Y/N), and Ciel stood outside the gates to Violet Wolf House. The gothic architecture in dark colors rose upon the hill, dark against the inky blackness of night. The only lights were the few lanterns near the house and the one Sebastian held.

“This house is even more atmospheric at night,” said Ciel.

“Well? How will you meet with Lord Derrick?” said Sebastian. “You are forbidden from entering the other houses.”

“Sneaking it and being caught will undoubtedly end our investigation,” said (Y/N). They were hoping they’d get to do something exciting in this school for once—outside of sneaking around with Sebastian.

“Will you be relying on our powers?” said Sebastian, smirking. He, too, wished for some amusement.

Ciel huffed and took the lantern from Sebastian. “I don’t even have to go as far as to depend on you two. If I can’t get into his house, I just have to get him to come out.”

He wound up and threw the lantern towards the house. It crashed through a window and broke on the floor within. Flames leapt up from within Violet Wolf House, dousing the mysterious house in the bright light of burning destruction.

“Are you aware of Article 87 of Weston College’s school regulations?” said Ciel, smirking.

“ ‘In case of an emergency, such as the onset of a fire or other calamity, within the school buildings or houses, all students must promptly evacuate to the schoolyard and answer to the roll call taken by the prefect,’ ” quoted (Y/N). They smirked. What an excellent plan.

“Your conduct is deserving of expulsion if you are found out, Phantomhive,” said Sebastian with a smirk. “But as the Queen’s Guard Dog, your actions are deserving of great praise, Young Master.”

“Prefect Bluewer was right,” said Ciel, smirking. “I should know the school regulations by heart.” He crossed his arms in satisfaction. “I look forward to seeing what kind of fellow he is. We’ll meet at last, eh, Derrick Arden?”

(Y/N) grinned with a mischievous glint in their eyes as they watched the flames rise in Violet Wolf House. Finally, some excitement at Weston College.

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phxntomhives · 3 months

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I'm resurrecting from the dead

Did you get the joke? No? Ok

Small analysis of this pic

But I'd like to remind you I am no expert on the topic, it's just my 2 cent lol

End of S4 spoilers + manga spoilers under the cut

I am quite confident this is dedicated to the midnight tea party of the anime right now. His identity has been revealed so what better way to celebrate than such a wonderful art?

The first thing I personally noted is the pose. Our dear yandere pose (I got Yuno war fleshbacks ngl) The smile, the hands, that eye. He has the full pack. We can all agree he goes a little insane when we talk about the Phantomhive... but yandere? I wouldn't say so (at least not yet, tho he may be on the correct road to become it). I guess he is dancing on the line between sanity and insanity and this is just the result of it.

Someone already said the liquid that is falling is tea. But I am also very much reminded of blood when looking at that color (and knowing his story, it also fits). Thought it may be just me. I would also like to point out how the tea is not just spilling over from the teapots, they are breaking. And Undertaker is just staring at the scene with insanity.

I am also going insane about all the hands: there is a right hand holding the sugar bowl. Then there is another right hand, holding a teacup which is also crumbling down. But that teacup is being "filled" of tea, that is dropping from above. Then there is also a left hand on the top, holding the teapot's handle (that is now detached from the main body). And there is a fourth hand, holding the dessert. So, here is my idea: the three hands that are holding the tea set represent 3 of the prefects: if I were to take a guess from here I would say that the broken teapot could be Herman Greenhill (the most broken one since he likely feels worst about the situation since he technically started everything). Then the sugar bowl could be Lawrence Bluewer: it is just being destroyed and has no power in the situation. The broken teacup is Edgar Redmond: he tried to hold it together but in the end he still lost control over the situation. Let me first go to the dessert now, I'll go to the other hand in a second.

The dessert. Listen, I am no expert in those but I know a strawberry when I see one. And I believe that is very much R!Ciel's favourite snack a strawberry cake. So listen, if we can discuss that the hand holding the teacup could be X or Y, here I am quite confident it is just R!Ciel. Not to mention that Undertaker is technically staring at him with the yandere look so it would make sense: he would be staring a Phantomhive AND an almost perfect Bizzare Doll he has created. I would go yandere too ngl. The dessert is being "watered" by the tea, which if I am correct and it does also symbolize blood, it could represent the idea/the begin of the blood transfution to keep R!Ciel alive. AND the dessert is being held by the last hand. Who were we missing of the P4 again? Violet. And who has casually the same blood type of R!Ciel? Violet. So I think this is him.

One last thing I noticed of the hands is that three of them are "in the dark" (both at the top and left one at the bottom: Lawrence, Greenhill and Redmond), while the one in the bottom right (Violet) is a little more illuminated than the others. Does this confirm/imply that Violet does already know a little more than the others? I'll let you make a decision I feel it may be just the light and I am becoming paranoid.

I absolutely LOVE how the background is the midnight flower glowing. It gives such a nice contrast in the picture. It also helps in making undertaker look even more ominous lolol. It's so bright and maybe it stands for everything pure you can think of. But Undertaker has turned his back to that light and is just enjoying the chaos. I am trying to find more stuff about the flower and its meaning let's see if I find something eheh

That is all thanks for bearing with me lol.

On a side note: did he always had that ring "tattoo" on his pinky? I am blind ✨✨

(I may check later for grammar mistaker I am tired now)

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #black butler season 4 #ciel phantomhive #undertaker #kuroshitsuji theory #kuroshitsuji analysis

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mymissalicorne · 5 months

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Black Butler french dub is so random. Well, the dubbing is really cool, but the one that are dubbing ? Finny and Ronald are the same person, Snake, Undertaker, Charles Grey, Pluto, Druitt and the Triplets are all voiced by Portgas D Ace/Livaï Ackerman/fucking Michelangelo (the ninja turtle), MacMillan is voiced by an ex-youtuber that voiced like, 5 people (she's really good tho) while Luka Macken was voiced by an ABSOLUTE LEGEND in anime french dub, the woman that voiced San Goku as a kid, the voice of Anime in France, so amazing and famous she's the one doing the voice over for France's most important convention, the one and only Brigitte Lecordier !

Also Sebastian's doing his hot Hisoka-explaining-bugee-gum voice which has always been too hot for a face like that Ciel and Alois are both voiced by Gon from the different versions (1999 for Ciel and 2011 for Alois)

Ciel is Bart Simpson

If I had a nickel for everytime Alois's voice actress Jackie Berger voiced a character I absolutly adore, I'd have 5 nickels, and holy shit that's a lot of characters (Alois Trancy from Black Butler, Gon Freecks from Hunter X Hunter, Esteban from The Mysterious Cities of Gold, Christopher Robin from Winnie the Poo and Roo from Winnie the Poo) ( I love Gon a little less than the others but I still love him a lot)

And I don't know why but someone thought Bugs Bunny should be Arthur Randall Weirdly enough I think that's the most bizzare choice out of all of them

Cute fact : Luka's voice actress took care of both San Goku as a kid and his children as a kid, and Alois voice actress replaced her for San Gohan once

Sadly I didn't find the voice actors for the p4 so I have nothing about them...

#black butler #kuroshitsuji

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blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk · 2 years

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Out of curiosity, do you have a list of requests that are queued for release or a wip list to see what is in progress?

I can certainly give you a list of both the things in my queue waiting to be posted, and a list of what’s in my drafts waiting to be done!

(tho as the askbox will be open for a couple of weeks, more will definitely be added to my drafts, but this is as it stands right now)

I’mma slap it under the cut here because both these lists are LONG-

CURRENTLY QUEUED:

fic, Grell x reader doing their hair and makeup for a ball

audio, Edward, listener teasing him + him getting flustered

scenario, sequel to Snake x muscular wrestler, rematch in private

soulmate alphabet meme, William, “juxtaposition”

‘free space’/any content/requester left it up to me [and it’s a secret haha] (Gregory, Snake)

headcanons, Undertaker x S/O having a prank war in his shop

soulmate alphabet meme, Bard, “first words”

headcanons, poly P4 comforting S/O with depression

nonverbal starters meme, “shelter” (Bravat, Grey)

reaction, Edgar, breaking up with S/O out of fear of commitment/fear of his own feelings, then is finally ready to marry her

soulmate alphabet meme, Claude, “songbird”

headcanons, Jumbo, becoming friends with a patient but determined ‘normal’ affectionate person

reaction, Gregory, a date with a confident and flirty S/O

soft angst sentence meme, Undertaker, “I need you here, with me” + “you won’t go with me?” + “there’s something you need to know”

things that you want to hear meme, Cheslock, “you’re my favorite person in the world”

headcanons, Grey, ‘artist boyfriend’ S/O painting a scene at the Queen’s ball and Grey ‘standing watch’

scenario, Gregory, painting a nude portrait of his S/O

soulmate alphabet meme, Undertaker, “zzz”

headcanons, Wolfram x reader, raising Sieglinde

CURRENTLY DRAFTED:

(and keeping in mind, I use unspecified to mean simply when a request doesn’t use any content type words like “headcanons” or “react” or “oneshot/fic/etc.” or make it clear; since as well as reader insert and S/O fics I can do reader insert and S/O headcanons/reactions if it’s not specified what format someone wants that concept in <3)

headcanons, reacting to S/O in shorts and a tank top during the summer (Edgar, Gregory, Herman, Lawrence)

reaction, S/O who likes to hug them a lot (Cheslock, Clayton, Edward, Joanne, MacMillan, Soma)

unspecified, Edward with a S/O who’s just like his mother... + maybe better than him at fencing

unspecified, modern!Agni with a S/O who gets sick + almost dies

scenario, Ciel x S/O trapped in a small space while hiding + end up making out

fic, reader empathizing with Cheslock + they comfort each other

reaction, modern person showing up at the manor with the earls’ revived sibling who has their soul back (Alois, Ciel, Sebastian)

reaction, S/O saves them but loses his life (Doll/Freckles, Maurice)

unspecified, Joker with a fem S/O who’s short + feisty but soft around him

unspecified, reader escapes an arranged marriage + disguises themself as a butler, meets Grell who gets a crush; reader’s parents comes back + try to force them home, Grell shows up to rescue + confess to them

unspecified, Undertaker, with a S/O who’s a wedding planner/bridal shop owner

reaction, Ciel finding out his best friend/crush + favorite author are the same person

reaction, domestic life (Beast, Dagger, Doll/Freckles, Joker, Jumbo, Peter, Snake, Wendy)

headcanons, romantic, Ciel with a male S/O

preference, who prefers boobs + who prefers ass

headcanons, poly Joker x S/O x Dagger

reaction, S/O being a member of a K-pop equivalent group (Grey, Phipps)

headcanons, Agni, NSFW

headcanons, Lawrence, with an arranged fiancee who’s bold and ready for marriage (bonus: they’re friends with Gregory who’s crushing on them)

unspecified, Sebastian, with a S/O who owns a lot of cats

unspecified, William, with a S/O who’s a witch + headmistress of an orphanage

reaction, S/O dying + coming back as a ghost (Alan, Eric, Grell, Othello, Ronald, Rudger, Sascha, Undertaker, William)

reaction, hobbies they have/would like to have (Alan, Eric, Grell, Othello, Ronald, Rudger, Sascha, Undertaker, William)

headcanons, first kiss (Bard, Finny, Mey Rin, Sebastian, Snake)

unspecified, Agni, with a S/O who works in retail, he walks in on her getting scolded by the manager for no reason + stands up for her

‘senses’ headcanon meme, HEART + TOUCH (Cheslock, Clayton, Edward, Joanne, Soma)

‘senses’ headcanon meme, Cheslock, HANDS

headcanons OR scenario, Grey, when his first child is born

preference, who prefers a dominant S/O

preference, who prefers a plus size S/O

reaction, S/O knitting them something (Beast, Dagger, Doll/Freckles, Joker, Jumbo, Peter, Snake, Wendy)

audio, Maurice, escaping his yandere S/O

‘it’s all about the yearning’ meme, Gregory, “I know I fucked up. I know I did but don’t shut me out anymore. let me in. please let me in.”

audio, Agni, fluffy

‘its all about the yearning’ meme, Agni, “have you ever had something missing? Like something just doesn’t feel right inside you but you don’t know what it is.”

kisses meme, 45 [sleepy kisses] (Edgar, Gregory, Herman, Lawrence, Sebastian)

unspecified, Sebastian, with a goth horror-loving S/O

unspecified, with a S/O who likes to fawn over them (Sascha, Wolfram)

headcanons, Patrick, domestic

headcanons, Alois, with an older sister figure!reader

headcanons, Joanne with a chaotic reader

headcanons, Ciel, with an older sibling figure!reader

headcanons, Maurice, angst

reaction, with a snow leopard demon S/O (Bravat, Hannah, Joanne, Snake, Triplets)

headcanons, Rudger, romantic + as an expecting father

unspecified, Lawrence, with a loud + energetic girlfriend

reaction, proposing/being proposed to (Beast, Dagger, Doll/Freckles, Joker, Jumbo, Peter, Snake, Wendy)

‘sense’ headcanon meme, SIGHT, NOSE, HEART, HANDS (Dagger, Peter)

unspecified, dealing with a powerful witch (Ciel, Edward)

fic, Vincent x plus size reader with glasses [when she’s insecure or taking her somewhere special]

unspecified, with ADHD reader (Alois, Ciel, Edward, Grey, Undertaker)

kisses meme, 44 [kissing each finger], Agni

kisses meme, “free space” [any one] (Dagger, Peter, Snake)

unspecified, getting a handmade blanket from their S/O (Alois, Ciel, Edward)

unspecified, Cheslock crushing on a student rep from a collaborating girls’ academy

‘it’s all about the yearning’ meme, Agni, “just let me look at you for a little bit.”

scenario, Joker taking his S/O + twin daughters out to the current city the circus is staying in, the girls drag them into a candy shop

unspecified, Joker, with a plus size insecure S/O

reaction, meeting a modern person with modern technology who shows them videos (Beast, Dagger, Doll/Freckles, Joker, Jumbo, Peter, Snake, Wendy)

unspecified, S/O who can shapeshift (Alois, Ciel)

unspecified: Alois, fluff

reaction, Doll/Freckles, to S/O being a demon

reaction, reader wearing pheromone perfume (Claude, Hannah, Sebastian, Triplets)

scenario, Joker, when S/O gives birth to their baby

sex + romance headcanon meme, Gregory (what are their fetishes/kinks? what are their requirements for a potential partner? would they ever be in a polyamorous relationship?)

unspecified, Edward comforting girlfriend with a head injury

unspecified, protecting S/O on the Campania (Edward, Grey)

unspecified, reader telling Wolfram + Sieglinde they’re pregnant

unspecified, Wolfram + reader trying to make a relationship work with limited time together

headcanons, Cheslock + Gregory dealing with reader (Cheslock’s fag) being sleep deprived

unspecified, S/O who makes dark/complicated music as a coping mechanism (Alois, Astre, Ciel, Sebastian)

reaction, having to take care of their younger sibling (Cheslock, Clayton, Edgar, Edward, Gregory, Herman, Joanne, Lawrence, Soma)

fic, William x reader cooking together with him finally relaxing

fic, Wolfram x motherly reader singing “Einíní” lullaby to Sieglinde

unspecified, follow-up to Joker x sick wife post-birth; a day in Joker’s life taking care of baby Ellis , leading the troupe, looking after his wife, + following Kelvin’s orders with no choice

unspecified, Beast + her S/O training Betty after the... Sebastian incident

unspecified, Agni x S/O, her first time with him being very gentle

unspecified, S/O who can use death magic (Alois, Ciel)

fic, Soma x reader, rescuing her from an abuseive home after a relationship starting with letters

‘card suits’ headcanon meme, Peter (two + three of spades, six + eight of diamonds, ace + three + four + Jack + Queen of clubs, ace + two + three + six + eight + nine + Queen + King of hearts)

#londonfogchan #answered #mod post #status update #WHEW THERE WE ARE IT TOOK ME A HOT MINUTE TO TYPE ALL THIS OUT!!#there's LOTS to look forward to and hopefully lots more to come!

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yelenawithaj · 7 years

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Why I love canon relationships

Although I can like non-canon or crackships, canon ships are always my favourite. The reason is simple: they’re literally made for each other.

This doesn’t only apply to romance, either. So here’s a few canon pairs who complete each other perfectly (in my opinion):

Frances/Alexis Midford

Friendly and open and dorky Alexis and his strict and serious wife. They’re both skiled swordsmen, so they have their similarities and shared interests, while at the same time havving opposite personalities.

God i love those two

Lau/Ranmao

They’re complementary even on physical appearance: closed, narrow eyes and Ranmao’s huge and wide open ones. Lau does the talking.

Ciel/Lizzy

Perfect however you see them: childhood friends, cousins or romantic interests. Lizzy is lively enough for both, and Ciel is far more rational (Lizzy let a sentence from a tired 10-year-old control her life).

This is getting long so just a remider of my other favourites:

Frances/Vincent (siblings)

Lizzy/Edward (siblings)

P4(S4) (friends)

Edward/Cheslock (friends)

#i don't think anyone cares but meh #i wanted to write this for a while #chesward isn't canon imo #kuroshitsuji #frances midford #alexis midford #alexis x frances #lau #ranmao #ciel phantomhive #elizabeth midford #cielizzy #vincent phantomhive #edward midford #p4 #s4 #cheslock

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midnight-in-town · 4 years

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Hey, I know this is random but I used to read your blog a lot back when Kuroshitsuji had a decent pace. I guess I was feeling a bit nostalgic so I thought to pass by. You know, to catch up with the new chapters, to re-read some of my fav theories, things like that. I have to say we were so optimistic back then, LOL, "I hope we'll get to know more about Claudia this year!"... this year, yes... but which one? xD

Hello Anon! Thanks for passing by and for the nice words, then! ^3^

You know, somehow, lately I received several similar messages from different people, so I don’t know if I missed something that happened in the fandom or a message from Yana, or simply if more people grow tired of the pace in the current arc, but I do share the nostalgia. :3

So I thought about it, about all you guys’ messages that conveyed the same feeling, and I honestly don’t think we were in the wrong for beings so optimistic. I mean...

If I rewind back to 5 and a half years ago when the blue sect arc started with ch108/109, all conditions were set for us to get more answers about the main plot:

UT was already foreshadowed to be behind the scenes so, after the reveal of the family tree in the Green Witch arc and him crying in ch105, everyone hoped to hear more about his link to Claudia

Lizzie, who’s like the 4th main character, had disappeared so it implied “huge reveals” @ the contract between Ciel and Seb

even if the 2CT was not a common agreement amongst the fandom back then, some fans were already mentioning it

eventually Ed, Soma as well as the ex and new P4s from Weston got involved and Sieglinde made a cameo

In other words, the hype reached very high levels in the fandom and fans got very optimistic because the settings of this arc foreshadowed getting answers, answers that we’re still going to get in my opinion. ...It’s just that it’s been over 5 years and the pace has been very slow for at least two years now. So yeh. :/

Truthfully, I agree with @frederickabberline whenever they say that, to get your fandom back on track, you don’t need fanservice or shocking plot twists (like a character’s death), but rather at least a better pacing and maybe new anime seasons to bring in new fans. For me, a better pace only will do. x)

Kuroshitsuji is, in its conceptions, a series that runs on theories and foreshadowing because it has a mysterious plot that’s meant to be peeled away, bits by bits throughout the different arcs. A slow pace, such as the one we currently deal with, can’t sustain the fandom for years because it automatically reduces the possibility of fans going crazy with theories and headcanons. Hence a quieter fandom overall.

All that to say, I’m glad I wrote all that I had to write about Kuro’s main plot and its characters when I did:

It allows me to still have fun, whenever I want to reread old posts, and the content is still worth considering, since we haven’t learnt as much as we thought over the last 5 years.

Honestly, the only post I haven’t fully written yet is a recap one about the origins of the plot, as in, What I Think Went Down Between Victoria and Claudia™. I’ve mentioned it several times before in many posts, it’s just that it’d take me a lot of time to make it comprehensible (because it involves so many theories) and I lack that time for the moment. I’m pretty sure some additional info about the Undertaker in canon would motivate me tho’, haha!

Anyway Anon, I’m glad that my blog can still provide some fun to you, whenever you’re in the mood for Kuro. :)) I know I blog about many different series, so it’s often hard for people to manage to follow, but I don’t intend to apologize for it. All that you guys need to know is that, yes, I may blog less about Kuro than I used to, but the pace is the reason for that, not my general interest for the series. :33

Still around for your questions (in case there are some plot points I haven’t tackled yet, haha) and always up for more answers about the main plot. :))

Thanks again for the nice words and have a great week ahead Anon! <3

#kuroshitsuji #yana toboso #blue sect arc #claudia phantomhive #anon #answers #personal

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unbe--weave--able · 5 years

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6, 12, 14, and 21 for the salty asks! >:3

6. Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated? I will admit to have not being best fond of Sebamey and Sebard, simply because I personally don’t find Sebastian a very shippable character. But a few good friends of mine have gotten me into both ships with their well written rps and brillaint ideas that they come up with for the ships.

12. Is there an unpopular arc that you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why? Weston... I enjoy the characters and the boarding school setting and the fact that for once Ciel gets to be some what of a normal child and make some friends who genuinely like him. I like that the plot here is less severe than Campania but still creepy. The Cole/Derrick Arden parallels are good and I love the bittersweet ending of the P4 being expelled and the ascendance of Edward and the others to the status of prefect, which is the set up for the boyband arc.

14. Unpopular opinion about your fandom? It’s not actually as bad as it seems. Like don’t get me wrong, kuro fandom is a fucking garbage fire of a fandom but if you find the right people then it’s actually one of the best fandoms out there. The people I know in the fandom are some of the sweetest and most creative people I know.

21. What are your thoughts on crack ships? They are good, as long as you can acknowledge that that’s just what they are, crack ships. If you’re going to crackship you still need a level of reason behind them, it can’t just be, this character x this character just because. Even things like fucking Drapple have reasoning behind them! I mean, did you see the way he was so fucking sad when he placed it in the vanishing cabinet, the distress when it came back bitten!

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amazingworkspaces-blog · 8 years

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The Black/White Ultrawide Battlestation Workspace

Here are some of the products that make this workspace an Amazing Workspace:

OMEN by HP 32-inch QHD Display

Intel Core i7 6700K 4.00 GHz Unlocked Quad Core Skylake Desktop Processor, Socket LGA 1151 [BX80662I76700K]

JOYEUX Mouse Pad Multifunctional Desk Pad Office Organizer

Art normandy mass effect miranda lawson mass effect 2 artwork mass effect 3 garrus vakarian tali zorah l big mouse pad computer mousepad Dimensions: 23.6 x 13.8 x 0.2

NZXT AC-HUEPS-M1 Hue+ Advanced Pc Lighting

EVGA GeForce GTX 1080 FTW GAMING ACX 3.0, 8GB GDDR5X, RGB LED, 10CM FAN, 10 Power Phases, Double BIOS, DX12 OSD Support (PXOC) Graphics Card 08G-P4-6286-KR

Persona 4: Dancing All Night Crazy Value Pack [PSVita]

MSI Performance Gaming Intel Z170A LGA 1151 DDR4 USB 3.1 ATX Motherboard (Z170A Krait Gaming 3X)

NZXT H440 Mid TowerComputer Case, Matt Black/Red /w Window (CA-H442W-M1)

Mounting Dream MD2268-MK TV Wall Mount Tilting Bracket for Most 26-55 Inch LED, LCD and Plasma TVs up to VESA 400 x 400mm and 100 LBS Loading Capacity, 6 FT HDMI Cable and Torpedo Level

NZXT Kraken X61 280mm All-in-One CPU Liquid Cooling System (RL-KRX61-01)

Corsair Vengeance LPX 16GB (2x8GB) DDR4 DRAM 3200MHz (PC4-25600) C16 Memory Kit - Black

Corsair Gaming M65 Pro RGB FPS Gaming Mouse, Backlit RGB LED, 12000 DPI, Optical

Seagate 3TB BarraCuda SATA 6Gb/s 64MB Cache 3.5-Inch Internal Hard Drive (ST3000DM008)

Corsair RMx Series, RM750x, 750W, Fully Modular Power Supply, 80 PLUS Gold Certified

Corsair Gaming VOID Wireless RGB Gaming Headset - Carbon

Ciel Nosurge: Ushinawareta Hoshi e Sasagu Shi [Japan Import]

Corsair Gaming K70 RGB RAPIDFIRE Mechanical Keyboard, Backlit RGB LED, Cherry MX Speed RGB

Logitech Z333 80 Watts Multimedia Speakers (980-001203)

iPhone 6/6s 4.7" case, Splendid [Rugged Slim Fit] red/black ultra slim hybrid flex curve reinforced body protection bumper dual layer strong design armor defender high impact resistant black/red extreme protective cover case (Curve Red i6/6s)

OMEN by HP 32-inch QHD Display

#amazing workspaces #desk setups #desk setup #workspaces #desk #desks #setup #setups

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le-saltimbanque-decrepit · 8 years

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Challenge (Kuroshitsuji)

Day #1 First Encounter With This Series (i.e. how you discovered it, first episode you watched, etc…): It’s funny. I was dreamed about this anime, because I had seen some pictures on internet. I thought that Kuroshitsuji was about Sebastian, who was a noble man, and Ciel dressed as a girl was his maid (I thought he actually was a girl) and I said: I had dream about these anime whose protagonist is a servant xDDDD

Day #2 The Moment That Made You Fall in Love with this Series: I was fan of Gosick, a detective-mystery anime in the victorian era, and when I finished it, I decided to watch Kutoshitsuji, because it was the same genre and in the same period. When I watched the first chapter, I fell in love with the series.

Day #3 Favourite Female Character: Doll. I love her. I love her voice and her tomboy style. I also love Madame Red, Frances and Lizzy (the badass) ;)

Day #4 Favourite Male Character: So many! Sebastian. Ciel. Bravat. Gregory. Herman. Edgar.

Day #5 Favourite Romance/Rivalry: I love Sebaciel. I also like the relation between the P4 and their fags <3

Day #6 Least Favourite Female Character: None, I love all of them

Day #7 Least Favourite Male Character: Derrick Bitch Arden

Day #8 Least Favourite Romance/Rivalry: I don’t like that Sebastian and Ciel are enemies with Bravat :(

Day #9 Funniest Moment: So many, for example, when Gregory makes Herman make strange poses to “draw him” :P

Day #10 Saddest Moment: The circus member’s death... :(

Day #11 Something You Wish Hadn’t Happened: Same, that the circus member don’t die :(

Day #12 Something You Wished Would Happen But Never Did: Some ships, and that the S4 was not in danger... Also, the 2CT, but soon it wil be true.

Day #13 A Song That Reminds You of this Series: A demon’s fate by Within Temptation

Day #14 Favourite Villain Bravat. He is a villain, isn’t he? :P

Day #15 A Character Everybody Else Loves That You Hate: I don’t hate them, but I think that the servant and the shinigami are overraterd.

Day #16 A Character Everybody Else Hates That You Love: The prefects, Aleister Chamber, Bravat :)

Day #17 The Character You Love To Hate: Derrick Arden because he deserves to be hated xD

Day #18 The Top Three Things on Your To-Do List if You Suddenly Found Yourself in the Series: Marry the weston boys, Bravat, Sebastian and Ciel, go to a safe place and live happy :)

Day #19 A “Ship” in the Fandom You Can’t Stand: I like all ships

Day #20 The Best and worst Fanfic You’ve Ever Read of this Series: All were good. Herman x Lawrence, Edgar x Herman, Ciel x Sebastian, Bravat x Lizzy, Frances x Sebastian, and my favorite one, Herman x Dahlia. I read a Herman x Edward, but I didn’t like their personallities so much. And one very funny, Gregory ordering Herman to get naked to draw him xD

Day #21 On a Scale from Secret Admirer to Panty-Sniffer, How Obsessed Are You with this Series?: 666 xD

Day #22 The Character You’d Want as a Drinking Buddy: Sebastian drinks so much like we can see in a circus ova xD

Day #23 The Character You’d Want as a Fuck: Muahaha, Ciel is so little for me, and Sebas too old... Bravat? Gregory? Edgar? Herman? =)

Day #24 The Character You Find Most Relatable: I am like Gregory Violet’ appareance + Edward Midford’ personallity + Lawrence’s brain + Lizzy kawaiiness

Day #25 Favourite Object/Prop: Criquet bat xD

Day #26 Favourite Costume: I love Gregory’s, Sieglinde’s, Bravat’s, Doll’s and Lizzy’s

Day #27 Favourite Quote: “ Neither white flowers nor plain clothes suit you. What suits you is the red of passion, the color of liquorice burning the landscape” - “Tradition is absolute” and the beautiful quote from Dee to Vincent in a volume cover “The days I spent with you are burning in my memory” ToT

Day #28 Favourite Climax : I like the end of the Weston arc, with the flashback of Derrick’s death

Day #29 A Moment That Made You Question Whether You Would Continue Reading/Watching…The shit chapters without plot movement

Day #30 Will Anything Ever Replace this Series for You?: no xD

#kuroshitsuji #challenge

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One Hell of a Love (Book 3) Chapter Three

Sebastian Michaelis x Demon! Reader

Chapter Three: One Hell of an Investigation

Summary: Sebastian and (Y/N) investigate Maurice Cole for Ciel.

Sebastian and (Y/N) could freely move about the school as housemasters, so when it came to tailing Maurice Cole for signs of dishonesty as a drudge, it was quite doable—especially for two demons of their caliber. So, once 9:00 hit, they followed him to a music room where he was meeting with two younger students during their first period recess.

“Cole! We’ve done as you asked!” said one of the boys eagerly handing over a folder.

Cole opened it and flipped through the sheets of data. He smiled brightly, and (Y/N) didn’t miss how he used his reputation as the most beautiful student in school to his advantage. “Thank you,” he said. “You’ve been a great help. There’s just no end to the duties of a prefect’s drudge, you know! But let’s make this our little secret, alright?” He winked.

“We understand completely!” chorused the two underclassmen. “We’re happy we were able to be of assistance.”

“I’ve got to decide on my own drudge soon. A fellow as capable as the two of you!” Cole smiled and waved before leaving the underclassmen to squabble over who might get chosen—though his lies and manipulation was clear.

From outside the room where they listened carefully, (Y/N) and Sebastian exchanged a look. They just needed to ensure that Cole was passing the work off as his own. So, they slipped from the school building towards Scarlet Fox House and scaled the outside to hang and watch. Cole approached Redmond’s door. He knocked.

“Excuse me,” he said politely as he entered. “Redmond, I’ve compiled the data as you requested.”

“That was quick,” said Redmond in surprise. He took the folder and examined the work. He smiled. “You’ve done your usual neat job of it, I see. You’re always a great help.”

“No, no, not at all,” said Cole, deflecting with demure humility. “Oh, right. Do you have any requests for your snack today?”

“Now let me see.” Redmond considered. “It’s been some time since I’ve had your lemon myrtle souffle glace. I’d like to have a taste of that again.”

“Gladly!” said Cole, saluting cutely.

(Y/N) raised a brow. There was no way to have that prepared so soon, not if made by Cole himself while also attending to other drudge duties. They and Sebastian would have to see if “he” succeeded. If he did, it was most certainly someone else’s work.

So, though they had to complete Ciel’s own drudge work—though he was no one’s personal drudge he had to do his own chores—Sebastian and (Y/N) quickly went to hide near the Swan Gazebo to listen in to the afternoon tea of the P4.

“Redmond, I present you with the lemon myrtle souffle glace you requested,” said Cole. “And we have milk tea today, made with uva tea leaves.”

“Blimey,” said Cheslock. “How’d you manage to make that complicated stuff every single day?”

Cole smiled. “Redmond deserves nothing but the best. Please have some, too, if you’d like, Violet.”

So, Cole had the souffle, somehow. Yet again, it was highly likely he’d used others to get it made instead of doing it himself.

“I will investigate the details of the souffle,” said Sebastian to (Y/N) from where they hid.

“I have found a few students who have had dealings with Cole,” said (Y/N). “I will speak to them.”

“I’m sure you will get the answers you need,” said Sebastian, smirking.

“Of course,” said (Y/N), raising their chin proudly.

“Are you having trouble finding a book?” said (Y/N), stepping into the empty library aisle.

Joanne Harcourt, a second-former, jumped as (Y/N) approached. “A-Ah, hello, Mr. Noir.”

He averted his gaze nervously. He was a shy student, but he was an excellent student, bright and hard-working. Unfortunately, once Harcourt had his “miscommunication” with Cole, people refused to associate with him because he was a liar.

“Hello, Harcourt,” said (Y/N). “What can I help you with?”

“I’m trying to find Hegel’s Logic,” said Harcourt.

“Impressive,” said (Y/N), smiling as they looked around and spotted the book. “There it is.” They slid it from the shelf and handed it to Harcourt. “Here you are. Is this for your own work or are you helping a friend? I daresay you must be popular in classes if you’re so bright, especially for a Scarlet Fox student.”

Harcourt turned red at the praise, shy as ever. “Oh, no…Not at all.” Tears came to his eyes. “People don’t like me very much…”

(Y/N)’s brow creased, and they frowned in concern. “Are you alright, Harcourt? Is something on your mind?”

“W-Well…” Harcourt clearly wanted to speak, but he was nervous.

“You can speak to me, Harcourt. About anything,” said (Y/N), smiling. “Or, if you’d feel more comfortable, we can go to the chapel. A confession is sure to life the burden from your shoulders.”

“I—I would like that,” said Harcourt quietly.

“Cole said that he did indeed hand deliver an invitation to the Swan Gazebo to me, but…” Harcourt’s voice shook. “I never received it. And somehow, despite it all, there the invitation was, in my desk…I truly wasn’t lying!” He began to cry as all the emotions of the humiliating experience spilled out. “But everyone calls me a liar even so.”

“It must be hard to not have anyone believe you,” said (Y/N) from the other side of the confessional. “But I do. And so does the Lord. Pray. Release your feelings about this incident.” They smiled. “I’m sure that the truth will come out, and everything will be alright.” They put a check next to Harcourt’s name on the list of students with possible dealings with Cole. “People will come to see your worth.”

“Th-Thank you, Mr. Noir,” said Harcourt quietly. He paused, and (Y/N) sensed that he wished to say more.

“Is there something else you wish to confess, Harcourt?” said (Y/N).

“I…I think that Cole deliberately hurt me because I’m…” Harcourt swallowed. “I’m different than some of the other boys here.” His gaze went to the ground, and (Y/N) felt they knew what he was about to speak about. “Cole is favored by Redmond because he is beautiful. And everyone thinks so. But I—I’m not—I didn’t see him as pretty. I think Cole spread the idea that I’m-I’m not into…pretty people. Women.”

And there it was. The slight confession hung in the air. Harcourt, intelligently, disguised it as Cole implying he was not attracted to women and so it was a false rumor, but (Y/N) could hear the truth in the statement. Harcourt was a queer student, and he could feel (Y/N) was the safest adult to speak to. (Y/N) understood—as a human, they had no one to speak to when they began to realize the roles and identity they had been assigned did not fit them.

“Is…Is that alright? Or will people hate me for that rumor forever, too?” said Harcourt.

“Cole uses his looks so that others will let down their guard and look at him the way he accuses you look at other men,” said (Y/N). “Whatever he says, he is using the same principle to help himself. Do not give his hurtful ideas credence. Remember that he uses it to his advantage.”

“Th-Thank you,” said Harcourt. He spoke shakily. “A-And, the things he said…they were cruel. I don’t—I’m—I’m not wrong. I’m just different than someone people…right?”

The words were desperate, searching for something that could promise Harcourt wasn’t broken in some way.

(Y/N) found themself once again despising the current society that refused to allow people to just be themselves in ways that harmed no one. “You are fine the way you are, Harcourt. Even if some people do not understand or you have to act a certain way for approval, you are not wrong for your mind. Or your heart. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” said Harcourt, the word a faint whisper of relief as someone accepted him. He knew that being honest about parts of himself would never be possible, but having a single person say he was alright in who he was gave him hope in his future.

“Good,” said (Y/N).

The future would be difficult for the queer students at Weston College, and, though there were some places for them to be freer—like the restaurant they and Sebastian had found—they would always have to hide more than straight people did. So, (Y/N) would make sure they had a few moments of peace at Weston. They had seen several couples sneaking around already in the bit of time they’d spent at the college, and whenever (Y/N) caught them, they pretended they hadn’t seen them and merely remarked on how easy it was to find people in those places and happened to remark on the better places to hide activity.

It wasn’t much, but (Y/N), although they were a demon, could give a few moments of peace to the students who wouldn’t always be able to be themselves freely.

(Y/N) wished someone had done so for them.

And so, to spite the society that had raised them and now raised this generation, they’d fight in the small ways they could.

And one day, they’d watch the rules society had placed around queerness crumble and grin as they turned to dust.

“I came across approximately four students who had fallen victim to the wiles of Maurice Cole,” reported (Y/N) at the end of the day as they stood beside Sebastian to give their findings to Ciel.

“Just as I thought,” nodded Ciel.

“Not only that,” added Sebastian. “It is highly likely that he leaves the majority of his drudge duties to other students. For example, making souffle glace requires at least a few hours of chilling. It would be impossible for him to make it during drudge time alone without anybody assisting him.”

Ciel frowned. “I’d like to know more about his movements in Red House, but…since I have you take care of my chores during drudge time and (Y/N) has to do their duties as housemaster whenever you’re busy, I need another pawn in Red House where Cole resides. And let’s not forget it was Derrick’s house as well.”

“However, I cannot recommend creating another vacancy by force,” advised Sebastian.

“Especially in such a short time,” said (Y/N), nodding.

“Besides, even if someone is offered a place, he cannot choose the houses in which he is to reside,” said Sebastian. “House assignments depend on one’s social-status and the like-mindedness of one’s personality.”

“I know, I know,” grumbled Ciel. “But where am I to find someone possessing both the status and wealth that will guarantee his assignment to the Scarlet Fox house, which allows only the noblest of bloodlines, and who will be permitted to enroll as a special exception even if there is no vacancy…”

(Y/N) coughed. “I believe we have just the person living in your town house, currently.”

Sebastian and Ciel’s eyes widened as they realized who (Y/N) was suggesting. They were right; he was the perfect person.

“I positively do not want to send for him,” said Ciel, groaning as he realized how much he was about to invite trouble into Weston.

“However, he is indeed a rather special individual who satisfies all those conditions,” said Sebastian.

Ciel let out a long groan. “And I must use whatever advantage I have…”

“Shall we send for him, then?” said (Y/N) brightly.

Ciel put his head down on the desk in defeat.

Barely two days later, the plan had succeeded. The entire school crowded outside as the heard music playing, and their eyes widened as the “special exception” to enrollment entered the campus of Weston College in a parade.

Servants dressed in ornate outfits danced as an elephant with a carriage balanced on top carried the latest student—Prince Soma.

“So this is what they call a school!” exclaimed Soma, looking out over the campus and crowd with a wide smile. “It is quite large! About the size of my family home!”

Ciel forced a smile, but his eye twitched at the dramatic display. Still, he had counted on it. “He’s made it into Scarlet House in splendid fashion, I see. The brand and wealth of Indian royalty is clearly nothing to scoff at.”

“Be that as it may, I still did not anticipate he would come to school on an elephant,” admitted Sebastian.

“I expected some drama but not a whole parade,” said (Y/N). “Though we should have, it is Soma.”

“Ciel!” cried Soma as he noticed his friend. “I’ve come for you! I was surprised to receive a letter from you out of the blue! If you’d told me you would be lonely here, I could have come with you, silly!”

Ciel turned away and tried to make his escape in the crowd since he’d told Soma to pretend they didn’t know each other. It would break the case for them to already know each other, but he thought it’d be better for them to be strangers. Unfortunately, Soma was too friendly to go alone with that idea.

“Ciel! Hey! Are you listening to me?” called Soma. Upon receiving no respond, he snapped his fingers. The elephant reached down with its trunk and snatched Ciel. “Why don’t we go together?”

Ciel let out an indignant (and scared) cry at being caught, and everyone stared in shock. “Enough with your jokes! Put me down at once! I know I shouldn’t have sent for you!”

(Y/N) and Sebastian turned away so that they could pretend to not know Soma. If Ciel couldn’t protect his reputation from the ridiculous (but entertaining and fairly endearing) prince, they would.

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One Hell of a Love (Book 3) Chapter Six

Sebastian Michaelis x Demon! Reader

Chapter Six: One Hell of an Exit

Summary: Violet House escapes their fire, but there is something suspicious about them.

As the fire blazed within Violet Wolf House, Ciel, Sebastian, and (Y/N) watched with satisfied grins. Inside the house, people were raising the alarm and getting to the exits.

“They will be here any minute now, Young Master,” said Sebastian, scooping Ciel up and jumping to the woods at the side.

Ciel let out an undignified yelp at the movement, and (Y/N) chuckled as they followed him.

“Out with the lot of ya!” Cheslock threw the door open and pushed frightened students outside. “Get somewhere safe! No lollygagging!”

From the woods, Ciel looked at Sebastian and (Y/N). “Locate Derrick Arden and the others!”

“Yes, my Lord,” said Sebastian, removing his glasses.

(Y/N) and Sebastian’s eyes turned fuchsia as they gazed at the crowd of souls funneling out of Violet Wolf House. However, no matter how many students emerged, none were the missing boys.

“Have they come out yet?” said Ciel, frustrated.

“Not yet,” said Sebastian.

“Room Captains!” said Cheslock. “Do a roll call and report to the Prefect!”

Behind him, Violet stared at the burning mansion. No one else seemed to be coming out of the house. A window exploded from the pressure within, and everyone flinched.

“Are they still not out yet?” exclaimed Ciel.

“No,” said (Y/N), narrowing their eyes.

“Kuh! Very well,” said Ciel. “Sebastian, (Y/N), go and get Derrick and the others out of th—”

“A moment, if you would,” said Sebastian. He stared long and hard at the house. “(Y/N), do you feel it?”

“Yes,” said (Y/N), nodding.

“It is as I thought, then,” said Sebastian.

“What is it?” asked Ciel.

“There are no longer any traces of human souls to be found within Purple House,” said Sebastian.

“What?!” cried Ciel.

“At this slight distance, those of our kind can sense the presence of living humans from their souls,” said (Y/N). “And there are no signs of living beings within Violet Wolf.”

“Are you saying that every resident has already evacuated the building?” said Ciel.

“Indeed,” confirmed Sebastian. “Lord Derrick and the other four students who were reported to have confined themselves in Purple House are not present.”

“In other words…Derrick wasn’t in Violet Wolf to begin with?!” said Ciel.

“My, my, how deep does this mystery go?” said (Y/N), their nose twitching.

“Violet!” Greenhill—accompanied by Redmond, Bluewer, Clayton, Edward, and Harcourt—ran towards the Violet Wolf house members. “Is everyone alright?!”

“Yes,” said Violet, pulling his hood around himself. “Everyone’s here.”

(Y/N)’s eyes narrowed, and their nose twitched again. “This is turning out quite suspicious indeed.”

“Quite,” agreed Sebastian, tilting his head. “The P4 is clearly concealing something having to do with Lord Derrick and the four other students.”

“If Derrick isn’t here, taking this any further is meaningless,” said Ciel. “Put out the fire.”

“Very good, sir,” said Sebastian, jumping away.

“Yes, Young Master.” (Y/N) ran off to follow Sebastian. Once they caught up, they raised a brow. “Why are you going towards the stables?”

Sebastian smiled. “I think an elephant would carry quite the right amount of water to help with the fire, don’t you?”

(Y/N) chuckled and grabbed buckets. Filling them quickly, they attacked them to the elephant’s saddle, and Sebastian swung them up onto the elephant’s back, and they swiftly galloped towards Purple House.

“Everyone!” said Sebastian, official as ever. The students jumped and stared in shock at the housemasters riding the elephant. “If it is waster you seek, we have some right here!”

“Grab a bucket and douse the flames, now!” said (Y/N).

“Mr. Michaelis?! Mr. Noir?!” cried Bluewer, as surprised as the other P4 members.

“Oh, my elephant!” said Soma brightly.

“Quickly, douse the flames,” said Sebastian, sliding from the saddle and handing out buckets.

“Understand?” said (Y/N), pushing a bucket into a student’s arms.

“Understood!” chorused the students, eager to help.

“Alright, Green House follow me!” said Edward, of course taking the lead.

“Yes, sir!” said his fellow Green Lion members.

“Blue House will be heading in, too!” said Clayton, removing his jacket and taking a bucket.

“Right!”

“Stay out of Purple House!”

Violet’s voice cut through the crowd, and everyone stared at him.

“B-But—” Clayton nervously attempted to speak back to the prefect.

“Is this truly the time to be saying a silly thing, you fool?!” Everyone looked at the person who had burst out at a prefect, and (Y/N) was impressed to see Soma standing proudly at the forefront of the Red House crowd. He already held two buckets and was glaring at Violet. “You! You’re supposed to be the leader of Purple House, are you not? Your worthless pride won’t protect your people, you know! And if you can’t protect your people, then you’re a sorry excuse for a leader!”

(Y/N) concealed a smirk with their hand. “It seems our lesson was quite impressionable.”

“I believe it was more your words that struck him deeply,” said Sebastian, remembering just how much (Y/N) had torn into the once-arrogant prince. It seemed he had made some improvements since then, and now they were truly showing.

“Why you—” Cheslock barely managed to keep from swearing, and he grabbed Soma’s shirt roughly. “Who d’you think you’re flappin’ yer gums at?!”

“Cheslock.” Violet spoke quietly. “It’s fine…let’s have them lend us a hand.” His own hand was clenched in a fist, though.

Cheslock backed off. “…Yes.”

Immediately, Clayton and Edward jumped in to direct the effort to douse the flames.

“Keep your mouth covered with cloth at all times,” said Edward. “Don’t inhale the smoke.”

“Do not go about unwittingly opening doors. Doing so can cause the fire to flare up,” warned Clayton.

“Those who have been injured, please come this way,” said Harcourt, taking charge of the people who had already gotten out of the flames.

(Y/N) nodded approvingly. After having such a terrible drudge like Cole, Redmond had chosen well with Harcourt. He was a member of the house of fame and fortune, yet he had a touch more humility. It would serve the house well. ((Y/N) had no need for modesty, not as the brilliant, powerful demon they were, but they knew that humans—especially cis men—needed to have their ego kept in check or else terrible things happened).

“I’ll get you for this, you sods,” huffed Cheslock. He turned on his own house members. “I’ll definitely return the favor! Just you wait!”

His fellow drudges just laughed at his antics.

“Oi! Don’t drag your heels, Purple House!” Despite his rough exterior, Cheslock was as eager to help as anyone else.

Everyone surged forward to help put out the fires. Well, all except Violet, who watched quietly, hood up to obscure his eyes. Whatever was weighing on the P4, it was beginning to become a true burden. And sooner or later, it would break them.

(Y/N) and Sebastian were merely there to help the process along.

“Now that we know that Derrick Arden was not even in Violet Wolf House, it is even more important to make contact with the Headmaster,” said (Y/N).

It had been a few hours since the fire had been put out, and it was not yet time for classes, so they and Sebastian had retired to their separate rooms—and then decided to spend some time together.

“Indeed,” said Sebastian. His hand drew lazy patterns on (Y/N)’s back, his gloves removed to reveal his contract seal and black nails. “He made the decision to move Arden to Purple House, so he must have answers to where he is now.”

(Y/N) nodded and closed their eyes as they rested their head on Sebastian’s chest. No heart beat within his chest, but the closeness was pleasant all the same. They had never been so vulnerable or intimate with any being before Sebastian—not during their human life or during their demonic life. Having the ability to trust someone to not hurt them, to support them, to love them, filled (Y/N) with joy.

“The only option is the Interhouse Cricket Tournament,” said (Y/N). “If Ciel is on the team and proves his worth in some way, he would be invited to the Midnight Tea Party.”

“I wonder when he will discover that option,” said Sebastian in amusement.

(Y/N) opened one of their eyes and looked at him. “I doubt he will before Sapphire Owl makes its team.”

Sebastian smirked. “What a pity.”

(Y/N) chuckled and closed their eyes again. “We both know we’ll just recommend him as a clever strategist and get him in. It won’t take much of a nudge after the incident with Cole.”

“My, my, how he relies on us,” said Sebastian, tsking. “Now.” His hand tracing sigils—because what else would he draw?—on (Y/N)’s back moved down to their waist and pulled them up to kiss him. “No more talk of business tonight.”

“Throwing away work? How irresponsible,” said (Y/N). They kissed him. “What lesson on contract-making are you teaching me?”

“All work and no play, as they say,” said Sebastian, smirking. “And contracts and love are quite different.” His thumb stroked affectionately over their waist. “And I can assure you, contracts are fulfilling and entertaining, but I find love only in you.”

“As do I,” said (Y/N). They smiled and kissed Sebastian. “I love you deeply. You are the only being I have loved and will love.”

Sebastian’s smirk turned to a true smile, and he kissed them back passionately.

“Mr. Michaelis, Mr. Noir!”

(Y/N) and Sebastian smirked as Ciel ran up to them. There were people milling about, and they knew that Clayton had just informed Ciel he had been recommended to the cricket team by them, and so poor Ciel would have to truly act thankful.

“Thank you for recommending me to the team!” He smiled brightly, and (Y/N) and Sebastian reveled in how forced it was.

“Now, now, Phantomhive,” said Sebastian, extremely amused by how much he could play up being a housemaster. “You must not run in the halls.”

“I’m sorry, sir, but I wanted to thank you two right away,” said Ciel.

“It isn’t necessary to thank us,” said (Y/N), chuckling. “We simply believe you have the right skills to bring out some extraordinary plays in Blue House.”

“Yes, sir,” said Ciel. “I have so many things to take care of before the tournament.”

“We will assist you, if you wish,” said Sebastian.

“You will?!”

(Y/N) doubted they had ever been so entertained as when Ciel playing up his goody-two-shoes act.

“Of course,” said Sebastian. “Once we have checked that you have completed your assignments, that is. After all, we are merely tutors.”

“A hell of a pair of tutors,” said (Y/N), smirking ever-so-slightly. They were looking forward to the fourth of June.

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One Hell of a Love (Book 3) Chapter Thirteen

Sebastian Michaelis x Demon! Reader

Chapter Thirteen: One Hell of an Incident

Summary: Sebastian and (Y/N) return to Phantomhive Manor.

Mouse Note: Just Sebastian and MC getting a moment to end this book(?). Well, maybe. I may include the next arc, whenever it comes out, in this book since it feels short, but, for now, until there's more details for when the next arc is coming out, this book shall remain paused here. I love the next arc, though, so I hope it comes soon!

In the end, after the incident in the tea garden and Weston College finished, Ciel told the Queen the truth. He gave her the whole account of what Derrick had done, what Agares had accepted, and what Redmond, Violet, Bluewer, and Greenhill had decided to do.

The punishment handed to them was expulsion—not imprisonment. It was not a show of mercy at all; it was to suppress the scandal involving Derrick Arden’s actions previous to his death and his blood relation to the Queen. The royal house wouldn’t want that truth of corruption to be exposed by a trial. To the P4, their expulsion from the very school they sought to protect was as terrible as imprisonment—rather, it was an expulsion from their Eden.

For the rest of the story given to the public, Derrick and his accomplice’s deaths were attributed to a boating accident, and the bodies were “lost”—buried in secret. The parties involved in the Midnight Tea Party were strictly forbidden from discussing the matter—and, indeed, how could they? Who would believe what they had seen? So, outside of the new P4’s subdued attitude, life at Weston College went on as normal.

As for the Queen, she had truly received the entire report of the situation. Ciel had been concerned she would not believe someone was trying to reanimate the dead, but she fortunately did. Furthermore, she requested him to keep an eye on the situation. Ciel didn’t need the order to do so. He wanted Undertaker’s plans, whatever they were, to be stopped.

“You must be exhausted,” said Sebastian as Ciel entered the carriage and they headed back to Phantomhive Manor from their meeting with the Queen.

“Quite. I’d like to get home on the double and relax with some sweets,” said Ciel.

“We will prepare something as soon as we return,” said Sebastian.

“My lord, we also received a letter as we were about to leave this morning,” said (Y/N).

“Ah, yes.” Sebastian withdrew it from his jacket. “It should keep you busy until we reach the manor.”

Ciel glanced at it and saw the return address of Weston College and McMillan. He looked away. “I don’t want it. Throw it away.”

“Oh?” Sebastian quirked a brow in amusement. “You do not mind discarding a letter from your former schoolmate without so much as a glance?”

“I don’t mind.” Ciel looked out the window evenly. “I have no plans to return to that stuffy miniature garden.”

Sebastian smirked. “Is that so?”

“Very well, my lord,” said (Y/N). They were unsurprised by the development. Ciel preferred to keep people at arm’s distance, and, after seeing all the hero worship and strict near-brainwashing that tradition caused at Weston, he had no interest in associating further.

“…”

Sebastian, (Y/N), and Ciel stared blankly at the lawn in front of Phantomhive Manor. It was covered in a flock of sheep. As usual, any time they were gone, something strange happened to the mansion.

“What the blazes is this?” said Ciel.

“Oh! Young Master! Mr. Sebastian! (Y/N)!” Finny grinned. “Welcome back!”

“Welcome back, says Emily,” said Snake.

“Old Man Sam’s farm fence seems to have collapsed,” explained Baldroy.

“Don’t eat my skirt, I say!”

“That chap’s headed for the herb garden, says Wilde,” said Snake.

“No, no!” Finny ran after the escaping sheep. “Wait!”

Ciel chuckled.

“Is something the matter?” said (Y/N).

“No, it’s nothing.” He watched Finny and Snake wrestle the sheep. “A lawn is simply a lawn.” It was nothing to be worshiped or avoided like at Weston. Ciel walked around the flock and waved a hand carelessly. “Tidy up quickly and prepare my afternoon tea.”

“Yes, my Lord.” (Y/N) and Sebastian bowed.

Upon rounding up the sheep and repairing the fence (and admonishing the other servants for being unable to handle the situation), Sebastian and (Y/N) headed to the kitchen to make afternoon tea.

“Now, what shall we make today?” mused Sebastian, taking off his jacket.

“Hm, what would the Young Master be craving after being stuck at Weston College?” said (Y/N).

As they spoke, Sebastian pulled out the letter from McMillan. He pulled a knife and cut it open. Withdrawing the picture within, he raised a brow.

“It turned out quite nicely,” said (Y/N).

“Indeed,” said Sebastian, giving it to them. He picked up pots and pans to begin cooking.

(Y/N) crumbled the picture and tossed it into the flames of the stove.

“Time to bake the Young Master an extra sweet cake,” said Sebastian.

“I’ll grab the ingredients,” said (Y/N).

Weston College was behind them. The Phantomhive Manor would continue as usual.

“Is the Young Master content to be home and ordering you around once again?” said (Y/N). They chuckled. “I imagine he wasn’t pleased with how eagerly you played housemaster and demanded his hard work in your classes.”

Sebastian tutted. “To be punished for instructing him properly, how rude.”

(Y/N) laughed. “Your poor thing.” They untied their apron and laid it down.

Sebastian smiled at their amusement and took off his jacket. “However, I am pleased to be out of that place. The humans there were so…compliant to the school.”

“Not enough troublemaking for you?” said (Y/N).

“There were a few who were unequivocally themselves, but, for the most part, they all fell in line with the ‘tradition’ of the school.” Sebastian rolled his eyes, and (Y/N) chuckled. “But you, my darling, what did you think of the experience?”

“I am glad to be gone for the same reasons as you,” said (Y/N). “I dislike how those in school who are different are encouraged to adhere to the standards of society instead of challenging it.”

“Like yourself?” said Sebastian.

(Y/N) grinned at him, catlike. “I have always broken society’s rules~”

“You certainly enjoyed playing a masculine role,” chuckled Sebastian, undoing his tie and approaching (Y/N).

“Well, I’ve been playing feminine for a while, so changing things up was fun,” said (Y/N). “I’m here for entertainment, after all.”

“It was entertaining for you, and it was enticing for me,” said Sebastian, his hands going to (Y/N)’s waist. “You are so captivating, Felis, no matter the masculine or feminine clothing you wear.” He adored seeing them dressed up in different outfits—mostly because he could take them off later.

“You know, in the past, when we encountered one another, I used to ensure I wore the finest clothing I could for the role I played,” said (Y/N), smirking and running their hands up his chest.

“Attempting to seduce me for so long? How devilish,” said Sebastian, pulling them flush against his body. “You have no idea how long I wished to devour you.”

“And now you can,” said (Y/N), damn near purring.

“Now I have.” Sebastian kissed them. “And I will do so again and again and again for eternity.” He kissed down their neck. His grip on them tightened. “And I will never allow another to touch you.” Sebastian nipped their neck before lifted his head to gaze into their eyes. “When the Undertaker looked at you—” his eyes flashed fuchsia “—I despised it.”

(Y/N)’s eyes flashed hungrily as Sebastian’s love and possessiveness piqued their own interest. Curling their hands in his hair, they pulled him in for a passionate kiss. “I am yours. You are mine. That is all that matters.”

Sebastian keened against their kiss, pleased at the words. But he pulled back and gazed at them. “Undertaker has a strange interest in you. You are…inspiration as an individual returning in a new form, overcoming the finality of death.” Sebastian’s eyes narrowed. “I do not wish to see you harmed. I will not lose you.”

“Corvus.” (Y/N) looked at him intently. “You have not lost me. You will not lose me. My transformation may be amusing to Undertaker, but that is only a danger to the humans he experiments on.” They chuckled. “Besides, you and I are far above humans and silly reapers, are we not? And we have one another.”

“Yes.” Sebastian allowed their words to calm him, but his heart—whatever he had that counted as one—still hungered to prove to himself and (Y/N) that they belonged to one another—equals in love. “Yes, we have one another.” He kissed them. “I am yours, Felis. And you are mine.”

“I am yours, Corvus,” said (Y/N), kissing him back.

In a smooth motion, Sebastian lifted them and set them down on the bed. He leaned over them, legs between theirs, and pulled their waist up to kiss them.

“Mine to have, to hold, to love.” Sebastian punctuated each declaration with a kiss on their skin. He lifted his head and smiled at them. “I love you, Felis. Truly.”

(Y/N) smiled, grabbed his collar, and pulled him against them. “And I love you, Corvus.”

They kissed him passionately, and those were all the words that were needed.

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One Hell of a Love (Book 3) Chapter Twelve

Sebastian Michaelis x Demon! Reader

Chapter Twelve: One Hell of a Midnight

Summary: Sebastian and (Y/N) face Undertaker in battle once more.

“This school is a respected institution that has produced elites who form the mainstay of Great Britain. Our generation cannot afford to defile the tradition that has been protected for thousands of years since the founding of this school! For the history of Weston College is the history of England!” said Bluewer, desperate to prove that he, Redmond, Violet, and Greenhill had done the right thing.

Ciel narrowed his eyes before closing them as if exhausted the situation. “…Fine.”

Sebastian and (Y/N) glanced at Ciel.

“I was investigating this incident…under the orders of a certain distinguished personage. I can’t keep silent now that I’ve uncovered the truth,” said Ciel. “However, I shall request measures which will take your circumstances into account.”

(Y/N) raised a brow. They wouldn’t interfere with Ciel’s decision—what happened to the P4 was none of their concern—but they disagreed with giving lenience from the outset. If these four were so noble, they would take the punishment they were given. If the situation gave them a lesser punishment, then very well, but (Y/N) found no sympathy for them.

However, there were other issues with people (Y/N) did have some connection to—positive and negative—to handle which were much more pressing.

“Now, that just leaves you.” Ciel narrowed his eyes as his attention went back to Undertaker. “What are you after?!”

Undertaker smiled as he picked up a cupcake and leaned on his other hand. “You have bestowed upon me plenty of laughter so I will explain for old times’ sake.”

“It was only for a moment, but Derrick was conscious beyond a doubt,” said Ciel. “He was clearly different from the previous reanimated corpses. No! He has evolved!”

Undertaker munched on his cupcake. “It pleases me to hear that! Quite so. The dead can also advance by way of episodes.”

“Episodes?” Sebastian furrowed his brow. “Do you mean the counterfeit memories you have created? Connecting them to the Cinematic Records of the dead was how the corpses began moving.”

“Guess again.” Undertaker pouted and crossed his hands in an X. “You’re close, though. Those memories were gibberish. The current corpses are being moved by their longing for the future.”

“Humans recall their pasts in their final moments. That is their cinematic record. At the same time, they crave the future they were to have had although those futures are incomplete. The fragments of those futures comprise their episodes.”

(Y/N) narrowed their eyes. “I did not experience such longing.”

Undertaker grinned. “You took your death into your own hands and welcomed it with open hands. You threw away your future with a vengeance. Of course you experience no longing. You reveled in revenge.” He laughed. “And, as ever, you prove an interesting exception~ Quite the inspiration~.”

(Y/N)’s eyes flashed fuchsia at his continued focus on their mortal life. After he pushed them through their memories once more, they were fed up with it and itched to return the favor of pulling him away.

Sebastian’s eyes narrowed at the playfulness with which Undertaker directed his quips to (Y/N). He disliked the familiarity with which Undertaker addressed them. He had already said he reaped their soul originally, and Sebastian despised that degree of “closeness” Undertaker could claim with them—even if it was such a moment as death.

“But I digress.” Undertaker tilted his head and leaned on his hands. “What if those episodes could be extracted? What if several tens of thousands of cuts can be had? What if the total length of the linked episodes was longer than their Cinematic Records?

“It’s akin to a future forecast. They are memories of the future, nothing like my counterfeit memories. If I connect such a thing to the Cinematic Record—do you not agree that what will be perfected is a reanimated corpse infinitely approaching a living human?”

Undertaker grinned at the horrified expressions of the humans and the narrowed eyes of the (Y/N). “Weeeeeell, the probably of success is still very low as it is dependent on the quality and quantity of the episodes.” He shrugged. “I still can’t approximate other ways of returning to life.” He grinned at (Y/N). “Eh?”

“I have no shred of mortality. The person I was died in every way,” said (Y/N), speaking with an icy, sharp tone. “These experiments are your attempt to perfect what will always fail.” Whatever he was planning, whatever his end goal was, whatever experiments he was planning, (Y/N) didn’t like it. To mess with nature itself was to invite twisted magic. It would never end well; something would break, whether it be the experimenter or the experiments.

“Oh?” Undertaker grinned. “Perhaps for now. But I wish to look beyond the fated end.”

“Beyond the end?” said Ciel, furrowing his brow.

Undertaker flipped the top hat onto his head. “Has it ever occurred to you that something exceedingly amusing may unfold beyond the roll of the credits?”

Sebastian smirked and raised a brow. “I disagree with you on that point. ‘Death’ is an absolute end. That is why I find it—” his eyes turned fuchsia “—most beautiful.” He gazed at (Y/N). “What do you think? You are the one who experienced it.”

“To disturb the process of death would be to disturb nature,” said (Y/N). They narrowed their eyes. No one was quite understood how humans became demons as it was so rare, but they knew it wasn’t continued life so much as rebirth into something new. “And you invite your own ruin when you do so.” They had been a witch; they understood.

“How poetically put~” said Sebastian, smirking.

Undertaker tutted and stood. “This is all I can tell you with the compensation I have received. Well, then.” He grinned. “It would be a nuisance if certain bothersome individuals were to discover my whereabouts. So I shall be going now.”

“I won’t let you escape again!” shouted Ciel. “Capture him, Sebastian!”

“As you wish!” Sebastian ran forward.

The moment he lunged for Undertaker, Agares ran between them and grabbed Sebastian’s hands. His scholarly cap fell from his head, and (Y/N) saw the stitches—he, too, was reanimated.

“So, you too, were a corpse, Vice Headmaster Agares,” said Sebastian, narrowing his eyes. “That must be why I felt a sense of discomfort then.”

(Y/N) grabbed Agares and forced him back with Sebastian, but above them, Undertaker jumped onto the hedge wall.

“That one is replete with episodes and is my crowning masterpiece, for now,” said Undertaker.

(Y/N)’s nose twitched, and their eyes turned fuchsia. So Undertaker was planning more. What is he working towards?

Undertaker snapped his fingers, and human hands burst out of the ground. The humans let out a gasp and cry, and (Y/N) and Sebastian narrowed their eyes as the reanimated, simply bizarre dolls of Derrick’s friends dragged themselves out of the ground.

“These are Derrick’s accomplices!” said Ciel.

“Run!” Edward was instantly focused on survival after the attack on the Campania. “Leave this garden now! Hurry!” He supported Greenhill on his shoulders.

Ciel opened the garden door, and the prefects and drudges ran for escape. Harcourt was knocked down by one of the accomplices, who loomed over him.

“I-I can’t move!”

“Come on!” Ciel grabbed his arm and pulled him away.

Undertaker chuckled as he watched. “He may have inherited the Phantomhive blood, but he’s quite unlike his predecessors. Most, anyways.” He tilted his head in amusmenet. “Don’t you agree?”

(Y/N) and Sebastian narrowed their eyes; Undertaker’s connection to the Phantomhives was quite strange.

“What a riot this is!” said Undertaker.

“My, my, you are quite carefree about all this,” said Sebastian. “Do you believe you can stop us with something like this?”

“How dare you underestimate us like that,” said (Y/N), a cat-like grin flitting across their features.

Undertaker grinned. “I’ve never underestimated you. I know not to.” His eyes flicked to Sebastian. “All that sets us apart are our goals.” His eyes slid to (Y/N) and Ciel again.

Sebastian’s eyes widened as Undertaker smirked, and his entire body went into alarm mode. If he brought down Agares now and then sought to capture Undertaker, then Ciel would be left open to attack or (Y/N) would be, and after seeing (Y/N) bleeding in his arms, Sebastian would do anything to avoid that.

So as Undertaker looked at (Y/N) and Ciel, Sebastian’s desire to protect his contract and his love overtook his need to follow Ciel’s orders—Ciel’s life took precedence, and he could ignore the order (and, fortunately, protect (Y/N), too).

Sebastian bent backwards and slammed Agares’s head into the ground. His brain was crushed, and he stopped moving. (Y/N) shifting to jump towards Undertaker, but Sebastian’s heart thudded, and he grabbed (Y/N)’s waist.

“Wha—Corvus, let me get him!” hissed (Y/N).

“No, Felis,” said Sebastian, leaping towards Ciel. (Y/N)’s eyes widened at the tone.

Undertaker chuckled as he ran in the opposite direction. “Just what I’d expect from you, Master Butler~” He knew Sebastian would choose to protect Ciel under the contract and (Y/N) due to his heart. It was ever-so-entertaining to Undertaker.

“Sebastian?!” said Ciel as Sebastian landed in front of him.

Undertaker landed on the wall separating the outside world and Weston College. “I do hope you’ll continue to protect the Phantomhive house so loyally.” His voice was remarkably somber compared to his usual melodramatics. It still lilted with amusement, but there was something more. Posing beneath the moon as if he held it, he cackled and shook his head. “Fare thee well!”

He flipped away and disappeared into the night.

“Corvus, put me down!” snapped (Y/N).

“Sebastian—” Ciel spoke at the same time.

“Stay behind me!” said Sebastian, putting (Y/N) down but pulling them close while he grabbed another reanimated corpse’s head to push him back.

“Sebastian, why did you come to me?!” cried Ciel. “I ordered you to seize—!”

Sebastian cut Ciel off. “By the terms of our covenant, your life is my first priority. I have gone to great pains to cultivate you.” He looked back at Ciel with shining fuchsia eyes. “I cannot afford to have him steal you away.” His eyes went to (Y/N). “I will not allow it.” Sebastian crushed the skull of the corpse.

(Y/N) stared at him as blood flicked across his cheek, and they felt a hunger develop. As much as they were frustrated at Undertaker escaping—they wanted to run after him and teach him how unpleasant experiments could really be for all his amusement—(Y/N) saw Sebastian’s protectiveness and pure devotion. He had only been able to move due to Ciel being in danger, but that didn’t change the adoration in his eyes as he gazed at them, the dark, demonic love that spoke of his willingness to spill blood in their name.

And (Y/N) loved it.

“Aaah….” Harcourt fainted upon seeing the corpse’s head crushed, and the moment of silence was broken.

Ciel jumped and examined him. “Hey!”

“You should let him sleep,” said (Y/N), stepping up to Sebastian’s side. They were a team—a pair. “There is still much cleaning for us to attend to in the wake of this Midnight Tea Party.”

It didn’t take long. With Derrick, Agares, and one accomplice dead, Sebastian and (Y/N) had only three corpses to take on. A mere moment was all that was needed for the demons.

Ciel looked around at the bloody garden. “Dear me. How am I going to explain all this to Her Majesty?”

“Why not give her the facts as they are?” said Sebastian, pulling on fresh gloves. “Tell her that a ‘perverse, erstwhile grim reaper is reanimating the dead.’ ” He took (Y/N)’s hands and removed their gloves to give them clean ones.

“And that we have no idea what he is planning in the long run,” said (Y/N).

Ciel huffed. “She’ll never believe—”

“Ciel!” Edward pushed the door to the garden open and reappeared. He had a sword in hand, ready for danger. “Everyone’s escaped safely…” He trailed off as he looked at the corpses. The situation had already been handled.

“We’re done here, too,” said Ciel. “Watch your step.”

“I will.” Edward looked down and paused. His gaze hardened, and he gripped his sword tightly. “Ciel.” The earl glanced at him. “It frightens me to no end that I might have ended up like those prefects, too…” Edward gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes. “That I might have become a man who deludes himself into thinking that the sin of murder is equal to justice!”

Ciel looked at him. “Don’t worry. Consider yourself normal, if it scares you so. Unlike me.”

(Y/N) looked between Ciel and Edward. To see the Aristocrat of Evil looking at the Midford, a knight of justice, made (Y/N) tilt their head. Humans were so complicated, and, despite their darkness, (Y/N) was very much aware that there was more than just good or evil in their hearts. There was Ciel’s desire to serve justice to those that law cannot touch, and there was Edward’s desire to resist tradition brainwashing his thinking. There were grey areas.

(Y/N) understood those.

They had existed within them as a mortal. They lived within them now—no good or evil, just Felis.

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