Sebastian Michealis - Blog Posts

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Imagine Weston College in quarantine lockdown!

Oh, I love quarantine fics! They literally got me through lockdown lol

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"Professor Michaelis!" McMilan called while knocking on said professor's door.

"McMilan, were you not aware that we have begun quarantine? Why are you out of your room?" Professor Michaelis's voice could be heard coming from the other side of the door.

"I know, but haven't seen Phantomhive. I haven't seen him since the announcement was made."

"I see. Go back to your room, McMilan. I'll take it from here."

A few seconds pass before Sebastian heard the boy walk away from his door. Once he was sure the boy was gone, he made his way back to his bed which was currently occupied with his ailing young charge.

“Did you hear that, Young Master? McMilan is worried about you. Has my Young Master made a friend?” Sebastian asked as he placed his hand on Ciel’s forehead.

“Don’t patronize me, Sebastian.” Ciel replied in a raspy voice before falling into a coughing fit. Sebastian sighed before helping Ciel sit up and handing him a glass of water.

“I suppose I should have seen this coming. It’s only natural that you would be one of the first to catch the virus, given your weak immune system.”

“Do you even know the meaning of silence?”

“Of course, my lord. I know the meaning of all the words in your language, among many others. Would you like to study your vocabulary now?”

Ciel met Sebastian’s false kind smile with a glare.

“Shut up. You’re giving me a headache.”

“My deepest apologies. Why don’t you take a short nap and I’ll focus on preparing the school work your missing out on?”

“What do you mean missing out on? Everyone else doesn’t have any!” Ciel whined.

“I’m not letting my Young Master fall behind. Now, sleep well. Don’t concern yourself with the others, I’ll handle everything.” Sebastian said, holding back a “per usual” comment.

Sebastian made sure Ciel was comfortably tucked in and within the next half-hour (plus more whining about school work), Ciel was sound asleep.

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I’m so so so sorry this took awhile to post. Depression really hit me the last few months, but I’ll do my best to post more often! I hope this fulfilled your expectations, Anon! Please send more requests, asks, or anything really! I love interacting with y’all <3!!

I will forever believe that Sebastian made himself look like Vincent on purpose

Confession time!!!!!!!!!! Tell us something you hardcore believed about Black Butler that turned out to be false :)

I genuinely believed that Sebastian was Ciel’s father and I was so shocked when I found out that Vincent and Sebastian are two different people. The portrait from “His Butler, Able” was one of the main reasons I believed that Sebastian was Ciel’s father (aside from how they acted, of course). When I saw it for the first time, I immediately thought ‘Wait a minute, that’s the same guy from before!’

I mean, come on! How was I supposed to know that Vincent wasn’t Sebastian? I believed it for a while until “Is Sebastian was Ciel’s father?” popped up in related searches on Google. I had a few fanfic ideas and theories I wanted to write about, but I pushed them aside when I found out about Vincent. How long could I have gone before I realized? I have no idea. I was already half way through the first season before Google told me the truth.

The first chapter of The Phantomhive Servants’ Favorite Moments is on ao3

Finny and Sebastian watched in confusion as Ciel started to sneeze.

“Bocchan? Are you alright?”

“Sebastian, I think there is a cat somewhere nearby.” Ciel said as he motioned for Sebastian to pick him up. Sebastian raised an eyebrow. It was rare for Ciel to want to be held, but Sebastian complied and held Ciel to his chest.

Sebastian scanned the yard, trying to find the lovely creature that Ciel was unfortunately allergic to.