Sebastian Michaelis

"If it's your wish I will follow you everywhere. Even if your throne crumbles and your shiny crown turns to rust. Beside you as you lie, softly down, I will be. Until I hear the words, 'checkmate'."

[strangerofheaven]

“My lord,” 

Sebastian didn’t need to sleep. His master knew that, but the innkeepers did not. Unfortunately by the time they arrived, there was only one single-bed room available. The only other furniture item was a small table by the window. 

“Perhaps, given the circumstances, we should share the bed.” 

He could stay on the floor, but where was the fun in leaving it there? 

[lordphantomhives]

Ciel was well aware of what Sebastian was saying. Figuring his butler was merely teasing, the earl glared at him in annoyance.

“Why? You can just sit on the floor. No one will know.”

The obvious answer, one the demon was probably expecting, having likely only started the conversation in an attempt to get a rise out of his master.

If he pushed the matter, perhaps it would work… the boy was already tired, and irritated because of it.

[strangerofheaven]

His master’s response didn’t surprise him in the least, but it certainly wasn’t going to deter him - it merely encouraged him. 

“Young Master, I don’t believe sitting on the floor would be an appropriate place for a butler - especially in this suit.” 

The bed was large enough for the two of them anyway. If the housekeeping were to open the door under the false impression that they’d permit it, they’d see him on the floor or standing and would likely question it. 

[strangerofheaven]

Abandoned By Heaven

[strangerofheaven]

Sebastian has, of course, come across plenty of humans who were down on their luck - they themselves had described their lives as ‘cursed’ with misfortune. This one, however, had been truly cursed. 

Had. That was the problem, it would seem. 

“A demon.” 

While still remaining out of sight, Sebastian moved closer to Akito. It was odd to see someone cling to a curse, rather than wish it broken. He was already fond of this one. 

“I will be able to grant you what you want. However, in return - naturally - the payment is high. If you consider your soul to be a valuable trade. I won’t settle for anything less.” 

He leaned down, near the woman’s ear. 

“Once the deal has been made, there will be no going back. Is this something you’re willing to do?” 

[altarofakito]

She scowled at him. 

“I meant, what do I call you?”

When the demon spoke beside her, she almost jumped away–if not for how completely drained the woman felt, she might have.

“–Depends.” Akito knew better than to give him a definite answer before she knew exactly what she was getting into. However, the god’s soul was not something she thought she would miss, if its sacrifice would ensure the continuation of the ‘curse’.

The head of the family needed a way to save both her family and herself, and this was it.

Nonetheless, she would rather be informed as much as was possible about such a deal and, therefore, would ask questions prior to entering into any agreement.

“What would that trade entail?” She did nothing to conceal her suspicion in her voice; Akito doubted there would be any kind of purpose to pretense, at this point and particularly with a demon.

[strangerofheaven]

Sebastian smirked. 

“My prior master chose the name Sebastian. However, if you’d prefer to address me by something different, that decision is yours.” 

He grew fond of that name, despite it once belonging to Ciel Phantomhive’s dog. The origin of it will be left unknown to her. 

“Entail..” he saw no point in withholding details, as it was her right to know. To explain it in a way that a human would understand, however, was the issue.

“When the contract has been made, you will receive a seal on your body - as will I. Where that seal will be located depends on you, though it should be known that the more visible the seal is, the more powerful it will be. It assures me that I will find you at all times, and it’ll assure you authority over me. The creation of this seal will be painful.. but I’m sure you’re used to pain.” 

Now for the price. 

“…As for taking your soul. The process can be excruciating. However, if you wish for no pain, there won’t be any.” 

[altarofakito]

Akito waved away the first offer, shrugging dismissively toward the demon. His name was of little significance to her, at least at the moment. 

The rest she listened to intently, looking at the other, considering. It was true, it wasn’t the potential for pain that worried the god, but the security– could it even be called that –in an arrangement with a being such as him.

However, with the seal he, Sebastian, described, it seemed relatively solid…and, strange as it was, he and his forthright mannerisms didn’t appear to have much, if any, malicious intent now or, even, in store for her later.

She made a quick, yet thorough judgment.

“I accept.”

Her head bent back immediately, involuntarily due to the sudden pain at the base of her neck, near the top of her spine. Akito closed her eyes, enduring it as the demon’s seal was inscribed in the skin there, where it could be easily hidden as well as easily shown if necessary.

It was almost as quick as her consent, though this was more physically influential, making her eyes flutter open and disabling her body briefly.

Unable to see the demon for a time, the woman couldn’t help but wonder if she had made a mistake, worrying again before wherever she was went black.

When the god awoke several moments afterward, she called him.

“Sebastian.”

[strangerofheaven]

Sebastian figured that she wasn’t the sort to concern herself with his name. Not when there were more pressing matters at hand. 

Sensing a proper location for the seal, he lunged forward and placed his hand at the base of her neck. Unlike his previous master, she couldn’t possibly have the seal on her eye - it would be the cause for too many questions. Where he placed it will still give it power, but can be hidden as well. 

As Akito’s mark formed and she fell unconscious, Sebastian felt his own mark appear on his left hand. 

The darkness died away, now it would be more familiar to his master as her own room. He presented himself as human, and stood beside the bedridden Akito, who no longer had her affliction.

“Yes, Akito-sama?”

[strangerofheaven]

Abandoned By Heaven

The demon grinned, it having been so long since he last paid a visit to Japan. A desperate soul was in need - a highly appealing soul at that, a rarity in this day and age - and Sebastian was there to heed their call. 

It was a young woman, and it appeared that she was on the brink of death. 

“You summoned me, Akito Sohma. You must be under great distress to do so, tell me - how may I be of assistance?”

[altarofakito]

It came as little surprise to the forsaken god, her seeing and apparently summoning a demon–after all, she was nearly dead. Wasn’t that type of thing only to be expected, now at least?

Now that her Jyuunishi, now that everyone had flat-out abandoned her.

But for the demon to offer its assistance, well, that did come as some surprise. Perhaps she was dead. 

Still, Akito was suspicious. “Who are you? What would you want in return?” She almost winced at the sound; her voice was hatefully weak.

[strangerofheaven]

Sebastian has, of course, come across plenty of humans who were down on their luck - they themselves had described their lives as ‘cursed’ with misfortune. This one, however, had been truly cursed. 

Had. That was the problem, it would seem. 

“A demon.” 

While still remaining out of sight, Sebastian moved closer to Akito. It was odd to see someone cling to a curse, rather than wish it broken. He was already fond of this one. 

“I will be able to grant you what you want. However, in return - naturally - the payment is high. If you consider your soul to be a valuable trade. I won’t settle for anything less.” 

He leaned down, near the woman’s ear. 

“Once the deal has been made, there will be no going back. Is this something you’re willing to do?” 

[altarofakito]

She scowled at him. 

“I meant, what do I call you?”

When the demon spoke beside her, she almost jumped away–if not for how completely drained the woman felt, she might have.

“–Depends.” Akito knew better than to give him a definite answer before she knew exactly what she was getting into. However, the god’s soul was not something she thought she would miss, if its sacrifice would ensure the continuation of the ‘curse’.

The head of the family needed a way to save both her family and herself, and this was it.

Nonetheless, she would rather be informed as much as was possible about such a deal and, therefore, would ask questions prior to entering into any agreement.

“What would that trade entail?” She did nothing to conceal her suspicion in her voice; Akito doubted there would be any kind of purpose to pretense, at this point and particularly with a demon.

[strangerofheaven]

Sebastian smirked. 

“My prior master chose the name Sebastian. However, if you’d prefer to address me by something different, that decision is yours.” 

He grew fond of that name, despite it once belonging to Ciel Phantomhive’s dog. The origin of it will be left unknown to her. 

“Entail..” he saw no point in withholding details, as it was her right to know. To explain it in a way that a human would understand, however, was the issue.

“When the contract has been made, you will receive a seal on your body - as will I. Where that seal will be located depends on you, though it should be known that the more visible the seal is, the more powerful it will be. It assures me that I will find you at all times, and it’ll assure you authority over me. The creation of this seal will be painful.. but I’m sure you’re used to pain.” 

Now for the price. 

“...As for taking your soul. The process can be excruciating. However, if you wish for no pain, there won’t be any.” 

[strangerofheaven]

“My lord,” 

Sebastian didn’t need to sleep. His master knew that, but the innkeepers did not. Unfortunately by the time they arrived, there was only one single-bed room available. The only other furniture item was a small table by the window. 

“Perhaps, given the circumstances, we should share the bed.” 

He could stay on the floor, but where was the fun in leaving it there? 

[strangerofheaven]

Abandoned By Heaven

The demon grinned, it having been so long since he last paid a visit to Japan. A desperate soul was in need - a highly appealing soul at that, a rarity in this day and age - and Sebastian was there to heed their call. 

It was a young woman, and it appeared that she was on the brink of death. 

“You summoned me, Akito Sohma. You must be under great distress to do so, tell me - how may I be of assistance?”

[altarofakito]

It came as little surprise to the forsaken god, her seeing and apparently summoning a demon–after all, she was nearly dead. Wasn’t that type of thing only to be expected, now at least?

Now that her Jyuunishi, now that everyone had flat-out abandoned her.

But for the demon to offer its assistance, well, that did come as some surprise. Perhaps she was dead. 

Still, Akito was suspicious. “Who are you? What would you want in return?” She almost winced at the sound; her voice was hatefully weak.

[strangerofheaven]

Sebastian has, of course, come across plenty of humans who were down on their luck - they themselves had described their lives as ‘cursed’ with misfortune. This one, however, had been truly cursed. 

Had. That was the problem, it would seem. 

“A demon.” 

While still remaining out of sight, Sebastian moved closer to Akito. It was odd to see someone cling to a curse, rather than wish it broken. He was already fond of this one. 

“I will be able to grand you what you want. However, in return - naturally - the payment is high. If you consider your soul to be a valuable trade. I won’t settle for anything less.” 

He leaned down, near the woman’s ear. 

“Once the deal has been made, there will be no going back. Is this something you’re willing to do?” 

[strangerofheaven]

Abandoned By Heaven

The demon grinned, it having been so long since he last paid a visit to Japan. A desperate soul was in need - a highly appealing soul at that, a rarity in this day and age - and Sebastian was there to heed their call. 

It was a young woman, and it appeared that she was on the brink of death. 

“You summoned me, Akito Sohma. You must be under great distress to do so, tell me - how may I be of assistance?”

[strangerofheaven]

{{ Closed Thread ~}

Per usual, Sebastian Michaelis occupied time doing various tasks throughout the course of the night. Demons, after all, consider sleep to be a luxury rather than a necessity. As a butler, it’s his duty to carry out the orders his master has given him - as well as what his master needs. 

He was located in the drawing room, preparing for the next occasion that would befall Phantomhive Manor, when he sensed the young master’s distress. What quickly followed was an inaudible shout, one laced with pain and fear. This sparked curiosity in the demon. 

Pulling out his watch, he gathered that it was 3:07 in the morning. The devil’s hour, Sebastian knew that well. He proceeded toward the staircase - toward Ciel’s bedroom. 

❝Nightmare, surely.❞ Sebastian muttered. He debated on whether it was his place to do something about it. On one hand, it would bring forth personal amusement - to see the boy squirm and develop a stronger bitterness, as his night terrors often consisted of past events that brought him to where he was now. Vengeful and wrathful. 

However, the butler realized, that hours of restless sleep spawns a terribly exhausting day after. This wouldn’t do. The young master had a gathering to partake in the following afternoon with very important guests. 

With a sigh, he made a decision. 

He let himself in and lit the candles on either side of the doorway. In front of him was Ciel Phantomhive tossing and turning in his sleep, and truly causing an awful lot of racket. 

❝Young master?❞

[lordphantomhives]

"Don’t look at me!"

The boy awoke with a start but, upon realizing his butler was in the room, he quickly attempted to feign a state of complete normalcy—but it was difficult to suppress the violent shivering, though Ciel still hoped that what minuscule control he had over the true state he was in would be enough to sway the demon. He doubted it immensely; however, his doubt wasn’t enough to stop him from trying.

"I’m fine, there’s no need for you to be here," the young earl insisted even as his smaller body continued to shake, making the reason for his declaration obvious. Still, it didn’t suit Sebastian or any of the other Phantomhive servants to see him in such ill condition, and though perhaps the boy should accept the help he lacked, he was adamant and would refuse it until necessity forced him to act otherwise—until the last moment, until the very end when the distress pushed him over the edge and into either someone’s support or a psychological fit. Even now, so long after that month, the weight of his pride had prevented him from learning when the weight of his fears became so heavy, so much that it then became appropriate to permit others to witness his despair.

He had rejected all forms of aid, not believing that anyone would have sufficient reason to simply give it to him, freely. The only reason he ever allowed Sebastian to help him was because he knew of his motives in doing so—at least, that was how he perceived their interaction.

Ciel was far better acquainted with, even used to the nightmares, not that the fact made him any less prone to suffering severe anxiety and panic attacks from them than when he had first had them. Tonight was no exception. His feelings were as volatile as ever but per usual, the earl tempered and toned them down with as much force as he was able. This time, however, he had little resolve left, having used the bulk of it to curb his extreme emotions after his butler had entered the room.

"Just…stay," the boy murmured eventually, with an unsteady hand clasped over his eyes. His night terrors hadn’t reached their absolute worst yet, but Ciel knew they would get there and when they did, he wanted Sebastian as close to him as possible. Because the demon ensured his safety, his presence was reassuring…particularly within the earl’s line of sight.

[strangerofheaven]

The butler waited patiently for his master to regain composure. He knew the boy well enough to expect his attempts at diminishing the matter - as unsuccessful as they were. Ciel's declaration that Sebastian's presence wasn't necessary didn't convince the demon in the slightest, so he remained where he stood. 

The silence dragged on. Aside from the ticking of his watch and the occasional howl of wind, nothing seemed to stir. Sebastian didn't have to look at the young earl to know of the terrors he's battling in his mind. Judging by the boy's staggered breathing, it was to be assumed that he wasn't able to calm down this time. This was confirmed by the earl's next request. 

"Yes, My Lord." 

He pulled out a match from his pocket and lit the candle on the nightstand. Providing a little more light may be of some help, after all, darkness can manipulate. Tricking the eyes to believe that you see something that truly wasn't there to begin with. How interesting it was that at this moment, he's trying to ward off the terrors of his past. Those terrors, and the feelings that manifested as a result, are what shaped Ciel Phantomhive's soul. It's a struggle with balance, it seemed. Let it grow, yes, but don't let it overwhelm him. It's meant to be a strength, not a weakness. 

Glancing down, he spotted a tear run down the earl's face. Involuntary, of course. It was only natural, he just awoke from a truly bothersome nightmare. He was certain that the boy would deny it, nonetheless.

"It's a perfectly normal reaction, my lord." He assured, offering him a handkerchief. Sebastian smiled, as if for emphasis. 

"I'll stay for as long as you need me to." 

[kazumma]

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Original art by Yana Toboso Please do not reupload on zerochan or weheartit.

[chiharu-len]

Ciel Phantomhive - Black Butler

Coloring by me. Transparent cap from Hochikisu aka Chocolatea -Earl

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[strangerofheaven]

{{ Closed Thread ~}

Per usual, Sebastian Michaelis occupied time doing various tasks throughout the course of the night. Demons, after all, consider sleep to be a luxury rather than a necessity. As a butler, it's his duty to carry out the orders his master has given him - as well as what his master needs. 

He was located in the drawing room, preparing for the next occasion that would befall Phantomhive Manor, when he sensed the young master's distress. What quickly followed was an inaudible shout, one laced with pain and fear. This sparked curiosity in the demon. 

Pulling out his watch, he gathered that it was 3:07 in the morning. The devil's hour, Sebastian knew that well. He proceeded toward the staircase - toward Ciel's bedroom. 

❝Nightmare, surely.❞ Sebastian muttered. He debated on whether it was his place to do something about it. On one hand, it would bring forth personal amusement - to see the boy squirm and develop a stronger bitterness, as his night terrors often consisted of past events that brought him to where he was now. Vengeful and wrathful. 

However, the butler realized, that hours of restless sleep spawns a terribly exhausting day after. This wouldn't do. The young master had a gathering to partake in the following afternoon with very important guests. 

With a sigh, he made a decision. 

He let himself in and lit the candles on either side of the doorway. In front of him was Ciel Phantomhive tossing and turning in his sleep, and truly causing an awful lot of racket. 

❝Young master?❞

[nikifforovs]

[strangerofheaven]

You and I are bound together by the chains of fate.

[the-celloist]

[kurocelesstia-blog]

Wherever you go, I will follow. Much like the light and the shadow, I was destined to follow you until the end of time.

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