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i cannot take credit for how cute ciel is because i practically ripped him from my girlfriend’s island also i love my diedrich so fucking much
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do u guys wanna see my kuroshitsuji miis
i cannot take credit for how cute ciel is because i practically ripped him from my girlfriend’s island also i love my diedrich so fucking much
Eddie and Lizzie 💚🧡
they're so cute
they're so cute i can't
Sebastian as the Personification of Ciel's Trauma
Sebastian was never meant to represent evil. He represents what the Swiss psychiatrist Carl Jung feared most: an autonomous Shadow so powerful that the ego mistakes it for a loyal servant while slowly becoming its servant instead.
On the surface, Ciel is the one in charge. Sebastian does what he is told, calls him "my lord" and spends his days serving him. But psychologically it is the reverse. Every choice Ciel makes – vengeance over mourning, control over vulnerability, efficiency over healing – reinforces the power he thinks he controls.
What is unconscious, Jung argued, does not disappear but becomes autonomous. Sebastian is the epitome of that autonomy. He continually draws Ciel back to the identity that sustains their contract: the Earl, the Watchdog, the avenger. Whenever the frightened child begins to surface, Sebastian restores the mask.
The Green Witch arc is a perfect illustration of this. Under the hallucinogenic gas, Ciel faces the terrified child he has repressed for years. Instead of letting that encounter become a moment of integration, Sebastian reminds him of the contract. The vulnerable child is gone and the Earl is back. This is not healing in Jungian terms, but repression reasserting itself.
That’s the real horror of Sebastian. He is an inhuman psychology, slowly colonizing a traumatized child. He has no interest in warmth, friendship, forgiveness, healing. People are useful or entertaining to him. Or they are disposable. And slowly, Ciel starts to see the world in the same way.
A scene from the Book of Circus opening is actually a great example of this.. because opening songs always carry more symbolic imagery rather than literal one. The image of Ciel reaching toward Doll while Sebastian steps between them can be read as more than protection. Doll represents one of the few people who genuinely understands what it means to survive exploitation as a child. There is a possibility—however small—of recognition, empathy, even connection between the two children.
For a brief second, Ciel reaches toward another human being. And then Sebastian steps between them. That image isn't just about him protecting his master. It's about mediation. After the ritual, Ciel almost never encounters another human being directly. He encounters them through Sebastian. Sebastian becomes the lens through which Ciel experiences the world. Every relationship is translated into usefulness. Every stranger is a suspect. Turn every ally into an asset. Every victim into collateral. Every emotional decision becomes a strategic one.
The opening visualizes that perfectly. Ciel reaches for another wounded child.. Sebastian (i.e. Ciel’s trauma) becomes the space between them. Not because he physically prevents contact— but because he has become the psychological distance between Ciel and everyone else. By that point, Sebastian doesn't have to pull Ciel away from warmth. Ciel does it himself. And that's far more frightening than any command a demon could issue.
This is why I don't think Sebastian merely follows Ciel's darkness—he shapes it. Not through force, but because trauma makes inhumanity feel safer than hope. Sebastian never tells Ciel to become a monster. He simply makes being human seem inefficient... unnecessary.
Finny (and the servant) repeatedly display their unshakable loyalty toward Ciel. Soma offers uncomplicated and non-transactional friendship, something Ciel consistently struggles to accept. Elizabeth never stops loving the boy beneath the Earl.
Sebastian never outright forbids these relationships. He doesn't have to. He is the psychological distance between Ciel and genuine human connection. Not through lies, but through constructing a worldview in which affection becomes weakness, empathy becomes inefficiency, and people become pieces on a board.
The most unsettling possibility is that, by the current point in the manga, Ciel often sounds less like himself and more like Sebastian. If Sebastian is read as Ciel's externalized Shadow, then the real horror isn't that a demon is following him—it's that Ciel is slowly internalizing the demon's way of being human. That's a very Jungian tragedy: the ego doesn't notice it's being possessed because it mistakes the Shadow's voice for its own.
Why do I keep coming back to Black Butler?
It's not because it's perfect.
It's because this story is one of the very few that makes me think about masks, identity, power, grief, and the roles people choose to survive.
Almost every character is playing a version of themselves: Sebastian, who plays “the perfect butler” to hide his monstrosity, Ciel, the child who claims he's “an adult”, Undertaker, a grim reaper who chose to hide behind the identity of a “A cheerful undertaker” to escape his grief; Elizabeth, who decides to take the role of a "perfect wife" to adhere to her society's expectations, Agni, who in order to atone for the sins he committed, took the role of a “devoted worshiper”. Lau, who literally takes the role of the “fool” to diffuse attention away from himself.
Some characters wear these masks to fool others. Others wear them because they have forgotten who they are without them. For some, the mask is not just a disguise, but a survival mechanism.
Perhaps this is why this story sticks with me.
Beneath the demons and murder mysteries and Victorian aesthetics, Black Butler is a story about identity made through trauma, about what grief can turn people into, and if the mask you wear to survive becomes your real face over time.
@blackbutlerfanweek | Day 6: Tea!
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i miss them so much! midford siblings tea party
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i really wish i gave a fuck about that one guy
when i look at sebastian, i get reverse cute aggression because i want to squish him so i don't have to look at him anymore.
not edward calling blavat out as if he's not a virgin himself
Undertaker really made sure there was no doubt about who edited Modri’s memories, he even signed them.
for francis, losing ciel — if sebastian devours his soul — would truly break something in her. there’s no sign they kept close ties with the rest of the family. the people she grew up with are gone — her brother, her mother, the servants — or will be soon enough, like tanaka. she believed her nephews were dead.
then one returned, and she took him under her wing, in her own way stepping into the role of the parents he no longer had. then the other came back too, claiming he had been wounded all that time. if ciel dies, he will surely take his brother with him.
for francis, it would be like losing a son who came back from war, only to be called to the front again three years later — except this time, there would be no return.
if francis is strict with ciel, it isn’t only because he is her nephew and the earl of the phantomhive house. she pushes him because she knows this is the kind of unyielding presence she once needed and never had. her father was not a memory but a void. her mother died when she was about ciel’s age, leaving behind a silence that settled into the walls. her brother was shipped off to boarding school, and with him went the last trace of warmth in the house. servants lingered in the corridors, careful and distant, never daring to be too harsh, always aware of the invisible line that separated their place from hers.
a child is meant to be shaped by parents, so francis tries to become that force for ciel. she does it because she remembers what it was to grow up in the shadow of absence, in rooms where no one stepped forward to take the place of those who should have been there.
finally got around to lining and coloring this :] midford family portrait when edward and lizzie r younger !! 🥹🫶🏻
redrew my bath one :P and this time i will not be gatekeeping the full ver (so it goes on my yumeblog !!!) yipeee.. comparing rings or whatever #myedstellamarried
edward covered in bubbles because i have free will
full artwork is yumeship work but i am shy and don’t post those rlly so. :) but i like how i drew edward here so i wont gatekeep him