#dadbastianweek2023

[cangrellesteponme]

us dadbastian believers: look, sebastian is a bit of a caretaker

the demon in question:

#fjknfkejznfkz i had to #especially after writing THAT #kuroshitsuji #dadbastian #dadbastianweek2023

[silvernsold]

tangential dadbastian. pretend this follows any of the prompts even a little. heart

#black butler #dadbastian #dadbastianweek2023 #ciel phantomhive #sebastian michaelis #kuroshitsuji #its so important to me that sebastian is an oriental shorthair btw #not even that specifically #just so long as hes a cat that looks not like how a cat should look. he needs to be a little freak. thank you #may draw more of this at some point so! creating a tag for it #kuro cat au

[nippthesillyandroid]

Phantomfam time!

My second piece for the @dadbastianweek2023

November 1st - Different kids

A snowy day

Based on that beautiful chapter cover of the manga

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #o!ciel #sebastian michaelis #black butler finny #dadbastianweek2023 #happy dadbastian week!

[moneyisthebestlawyerinh3ll]

WoOo its finally dadbastin week!

Thought nothing screamed pride more than a Facebook mom posting about her kids, and Sebastian is a Facebook mom in my heart

#black butler #black butler sebastian #dadbastian #mombastian #black butler ciel #dadbastian week #dadbastianweek2023 #Dadbastianweekproud

[cosmiclion]

Dadbastian week: October 29th-Proud

Kuro familiar AU: Ciel grows up and goes to Weston. Starting this @dadbastianweek2023 with a bit of humor, I just love the idea of Sebas never fully understanding parenting and just parroting random lines he hears from other (human) parents 😂 I'm planning on setting all my entries in my AU! Just hope I manage to finish them all in time.

Hope I'm not too late for this one, at least it's still the 29th here 😅

#eli's art #art #digital art #drawing #kuroshitsuji #kuroshitsuji au #kuro familiar au #black butler #black butler au #sebastian michaelis #ciel phantomhive #our ciel #ociel #o!ciel #dadbastian #mombastian #dadbastian week #dadbastianweek2023 #dadbastianproud #procreate app #not yoi

[insertpoetryhere]

Dadbastian Week: Trick or Treat

I had no idea what to do. So enjoy ghosties.

Anyways it’s for @dadbastianweek2023 because I’m in too far to quit now and I won’t let a silly little thing like not having ideas stop me now 😤

#dadbastianweek2023 #dadbastianweek #dadbastiantrickortreat

[natsuki208]

Dadbastian Week 2023 - Day 2: Identity

“What am I to you? Am I still your father or just your demon butler?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After ‘the incident’, Ciel found out the truth and never saw the man he called his father the same way again.

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In case you mistake it, the quote in white is said by 13 yr old Ciel.

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #black butler fanart #dadbastian #dadbastian week #dadbastianweek2023

[weeb-cheese]

Day 1 of Dadbastian week is Pride!! So happy pride to the two single fathers who are very much in love! (this is kind of a joke post)

@dadbastianweek2023

#dadbastianpride #dadbastianproud #dadbastian #dadbastian week #dadbastianweek2023 #sebastian michaelis #agni black butler #black butler

[nullbutler]

Here's my little entry for dadbastian week day one: Pride!

#the song has a kind of smug proud tone #dadbastianweek2023 #dadbastian #dadbastianweek #dadbastianproud #yes this took a few hours #yes it realy shows #i like it regardless though it gives me happy chemicals #Youtube #sebastian michaelis #ciel phantomhive #NOT A SHIP #black butler #kuroshitsuji #youre gonna go far kid

[anawkwardlady]

Dadbastian week day 1 : Proud

“Oh young master, right now you looked just like Mr. Sebastian”

This sentence sends shivers down his spine. Next to him, Sebastian doesn’t break character and only grows a bigger, warmer smile. He simply adds, “I did notice.”

Ciel doesn’t really like the tone of his voice, nor does appreciate that familiar smile. Not familiar in the sense that he saw it on him multiple times –which he did– familiar as in, confusing. As in, coming from a blurry dream where walls, made of real memories, still do not make your home. This is how it feels sometimes, and it’s a stabbing surprise every time it does. It’s not the first time someone makes a passing comment about the similarities between them two and like all the time it happens, the butler feigns a humble face, and stabs. 

Ciel doesn’t look like Sebastian. Ciel looks like someone Sebastian also looks like. Therefore maybe Ciel does look like Sebastian. But saying this like that feels like missing a step. 

Sebastian doesn’t look like Ciel. Sebastian looks like someone who looks like Ciel. Therefore maybe Sebastian does look like Ciel. But saying this feels like falling down the stairs. 

“You’ll grow up and look more and more like him”

Wait. No. 

“You even have his smile sometimes”

Not his. not his.

Sebastian again looks satisfied and grows into a face that haunts the boy to this day. As they both know the demon has nothing to feel flattered about, since his skin was merely something he put on like an extra layer of clothes of his own choosing. It was the first choice he had when the contract was made and the master now realizes this tiny wiggle room of freedom he allowed might have been his most immediate way to have a taste of torment. 

It did not feel as intrusive at first, it must have even been comforting at times, as much as letting ghosts wander over other people’s faces could be. Especially when you are ten years old still glancing around for all those who do not exist anymore, as a simple habit that could not be helped for now. Familiar smiles, frowns, sighs, were tolerated. When familiar simply meant what it was. 

Why. Why this face. What would you want anymore that isn’t already promised away. Why are you smiling like that. Keep it off, it’s not yours!  

“My my, everyone sees you morphing into me. What kind of butler would I be if I did not serve as a proper model to grow into,” he smirks. 

Ciel understands finally, seeing this pleasant expression once more. He already started eating away. Probably did since the beginning. 

.

One night, the boy discovers his butler’s “corpse” lying on his back, pierced in the chest. They talked it over before and he obviously knew what he was walking into. However, for a few seconds, looking at the– a dead man, he cannot deliver his part. For a few seconds he has no idea of what he is looking at or why that man redundantly died again.

Feeling the growing tension, the butler represses a smile. He feels a satisfaction hard to put into words.

How far you’ve come, young master. 

#dadbastianweek2023 #dadbastianproud #nana is posting #idk if i'll be able to do the whole week but I have at least some of the days

[fallenrayvens]

Proud

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Day 1 Prompt of the @dadbastianweek2023

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“Such greed for one your size”, the beast had praised him before scarring his left eye with its mark, thereby sealing his fate — before it proceeded to encourage the boy to bestow upon it his very first order.

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TRIGGER WARNINGS: Blood | Abuse Mentions | Scarring | Violence

CONTEXT WARNINGS: O!Ciel’s original name is assumed to be “Sirius” here. | The context of this piece is drenched in a WIP of mine for a longfic in which O!Ciel shares his body as vessel with Sebastian as opposed to having him serve as a human butler.

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“Now that you have obtained the power of a demon,” it stated, perched besides Sirius upon that cursed altar, the unexpected tender hold its hands offered while cradling the child’s bloodied face contrasted with the sharp ends of its claws against his soft skin, rendering the boy dumbfounded “you shall never have to bow down to anyone ever again.”

In what seemed to be the kind gesture of wiping a child’s tears in attempt to provide comfort, the demon ran one of its fingers underneath his left eye, smearing the blood that dripped down from the wound it had inflicted across his young master’s cheek. “You may be as proud as a king, and as loud as a beast.” it cooed, and if not for the whole context of how that moment came to be and the nature of the creature in front of him, Sirius could have easily let himself believe it had a heart. “Release your inner desires and fulfill your wildest dreams!” It encouraged, suddenly letting go of him — and so it shifted back to what it was, what it should be, bearing that viciously sharp smirk it had before.

“Now…” it growled, with a look of hunger in its slitted eyes that stared right into the boy’s own “say it!”

So he did.

After a brief moment contemplating the cold metal chains that held him in place, the threat he had made — the one which summoned the beast that stood before him — came into mind.

“Kill…” he mumbled, his whole body trembling under the weight of the rage that flowed through his small form, before shaking his head.

“No.” Sirius whispered.

He had to do it himself.

He had raised his head again, meeting the hunger in the demon’s gaze with his own, the expression on his face distorted like that of an enraged hound.

So then, as the previously deep blue of his left eye turned a dark shade of purple and the sigil within it started to glow, the child growled back at his distorted version of a savior “Grant me your power!” he demanded, as loud as a beast, and though new tears of anger blurred the figure before him, he felt its grin grow wider “I wish for the strength to kill all of them with my own hands!”

With what seemed to be a twisted sense of pride, a sinisterly breathed out laughter escaped the demon. “Oh, I might’ve underestimated you, young master.” it purred while the dark essence slipped out of its abnormally tall body and begun to engulf both the fiend itself and its prey, the thudding sounds and confused yelps echoing outside the shadowy shield around them suggesting it had let go of the cultists. “Very well.”

Before any questions could be uttered, the humanoid form of the creature dissipated back onto the darkness that surrounded him, but the boy had been granted no time for processing any thoughts that might’ve happened. Soon enough the shadows grew even closer, engulfing Sirius’ frail body in a hellish warm hug that made him feel like his skin could melt into his bones, the pain and confusion too much to bear.

“Do not fear the darkness within, little one.” The devil’s hoarse voice echoed through his mind as he felt the eye in which he now carried the proof of his corruption twitch, unable to force it closed. Something flowed through it, causing a throbbing sensation that was most unpleasant and agonizing as the beast merged its essence with his “For this is the weapon you shall yield from this day onward.”

Even through the unbelievable amount of pain and confusion, these words echoed inside his mind. Visions of the last month emerged from deep within, the prays they had cried out in the middle of the night — the begging and crying for help and mercy. The silence they got in return.

If no blessing had been offered to him, then the curse would have to do.

The boy had clenched his fists, taking a deep and difficult breath and letting the pain and wrath that flowed through him run wild, to fuel the literal beast inside that weak shell of a body that had been given to him. To reshape him in its likeness.

A twisted, distorted and cruel laughter that surely didn’t belong to Sirius alone bursted from his lips as the shadows slipping from his body formed a new pair of clawed hands atop of his own. As his own teeth grew and sharpened, his pupils became slitted and his body began to move as if he were a wild creature, he now could hear and see and smell the desperation and fear coming from the leeches who dared hurt him and kill his brother — and it tasted delicious.

With a sudden thrash, his shackles had been shattered, and then no much time had passed before those pesky insects had turned to puddles of blood, minced meat and displaced limbs on the floor of that disgraceful building.

“Well done, master.” The voice of the demon praised him as the boy, having come down from his berserk state, stared silently at the result of his bloodthirsty rampage. He stood drenched in blood from head to toe — as well as teeth and hands, even after returning to his normal appearance. The shadows around clang to him, dancing around his small frame.

He smiled at the compliment, looking down at his bloodied hands. Even though the vision and the thought of the carnage should make him sick, —and perphaps, in some level, it did — he had done it with his own hands. He had proved himself to no longer be that weak child inside the cage.

“What is your name?” it questioned, and he somehow felt it was smiling, even if it didn’t have an outward appearance he could look at anymore.

What a weird question to ask, he thought. Because of course it knew. It had to know, given that it was speaking to him from inside his head. The child smirked down at himself before mumbling out a lie: “…Ciel.” He stood, looking over at the corpse of his brother, still laid atop of that stone slab.

“Ciel Phantomhive.”

#o!ciel #kuroshitsuji #black butler #our ciel #sebastian michaelis #dadbastian #blackbutler #黒執事 #TEAV #dadbastianweek #rayven caws #dadbastianweek2023 #dadbastianweekproud

[cangrellesteponme]

i swear i can fix everything with the power of dadbastian

#*holds sonboy up to seb's face* the power of parenthood compels you!! #dadbastian #dadbastianweek2023 #it has been giving me brainrot tbh #kuroshitsuji

[purpleandstarlight]

Dadbastian Week - Day One: Proud

For all the trouble that his Young Master put him trough, being in a contract with him could be entertaining, at times like this. This demon had made the right choice when he answered the call, even if he had started regretting it soon after.

When Sebastian first met this cursed child, he was weak. He was a mess of tears and both physical and mental wounds, looked completely shaken, and like the slightest blow of wind would be able to knock him down where he stood.

And yet now, just a little over a year later, Sebastian had to say: the Phantomhive Earl knew what he was doing. Lying like it was second nature, stabbing people in the back (sometimes literally), interrogating his enemies while coldly pointing a gun to their heads and following up with his threats if the target wasn't taking him seriously and he was feeling vicious enough, making grown men weep for mercy at his feet. It was satisfying, to see the length of how far this child would go for his own selfish goals, knowing it was partially thanks to his own intervention in the kid's already broken psyche. Sebastian never had kids of his own -nor did he ever plan to- but he had to guess, as he saw his Young Master rise from the ground after taking important documents out of the pockets of a target he had insisted on killing himself out of spite, this was what a human father would consider "pride".

"What are you smirking about, over there?"

The demon blinked, getting pulled out of his own thoughts by the same kid he was thinking about, who was now busy glaring at him.

"Nothing, my Lord. I guess I just got...sentimental."

The Phantomhive rolled his eye.

"As if you know anything about feelings..."

"Ah, but as a Demon, don't you think I must know about them? How would I tempt and twist humans otherwise?"

"I don't doubt that you can understand human emotions. What I'm saying is, it's very obvious to me that you can't feel them yourself."

"As ruthless as usual, i see."

"Like you're any better..."

The Earl finally turned, walking forwards and trying to decipher one of the documents in his hands for any chance at finding the culprit.

"Well, just so you know, I was reminiscing about the past."

"What, any especially exciting mass murder you were the cause of a few hundred years ago?"

"Not that far back. I was actually thinking about our first meeting."

"I see. How festive," Although his comment was as dry as a desert, it was obvious that a cautios kind of curiosity was biting at him when he asked, "What brought this on?"

"You've just grown a lot since then, haven't you? You cried a lot that day, but now, you pile up corpses left and right by your own hands with no hints of regret. It's quite the development, is it not?"

The young Lord's shoulders shot up, the sound of his footsteps stopping for a moment, before quickly going back to normal.

"That's right. Can't say I'm proud of it, but I can't really deny it, either."

"Well, if this can quell my Master's worries, I am proud of you."

They both knew it wouldn't. That it would do just the opposite. And they both knew that was exactly why the demon had admitted to it.

"Ah yes, a Demon straight from hell, intent on seasoning my soul with any messed up kind of spice my broken mental state provides, approves of my actions. What a reassuring thing this is." The young Earl rolled his one visible eye, before turning back to the document in his hands. "Shut up now, that's an order. We still have a job to do, and i want to get back to the mansion quickly."

"Yes, my Lord."

#dadbastianweek2023 #dadbastianproud #wanted to post these on ao3 but...i dont have the energy #i'm in a MXTX novels mood these last couple months i dont do much else than stuff relating to that #i will post these on ao3 when i finally finish writing the last few that i got distracted before i could write all those months ago

[nippthesillyandroid]

Happy Halloween!

(I really don't celebrate but that fact doesn't matter!)

My first contribution to the @dadbastianweek2023

Day 31 - Trick or treat

A little messy but this week has been extremely busy

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #ciel phantomhive #sebastian michaelis #dadbastiantrickortreat #dadbastianweek2023 #happy dadbastian week!

[moneyisthebestlawyerinh3ll]

In the end Sebastian did get a matching pirate costume cause you can’t go trick or treating with out one

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #black butler sebastian #Dadbastian #dadbastianweek2023 #dadbastiantrickortreat #sry I didn’t post yesterday MMY schedule is kinda insane #I’ll post the drawing some day #this post is related to my prompt from day one

[cosmiclion]

(Late) Dadbastian week: October 31st-Trick or treat

I could've finished this sooner if I had done something quicker, but I really wanted to put more effort into it and make something more elaborate. We don't really celebrate Halloween in my country (at least not like in other places) so I've never been as enthusiastic about it, but I do enjoy making some spooky season art once in a while, and what better chance than a fandom week dedicated to my favorite duo? This also will probably be my last entry as I have exams soon (I should've started working on my Dadbastian art ages ago but, y'know, adhd 😞). But hey, if I pass these exams I'll have the whole summer free which means more art 👀 I'm just happy that I was able to participate, even with just a few entries, and I still plan to make and post the art I had in mind for the other prompts some day 🙂

Anyway, hope y'all enjoy my third entry for @dadbastianweek2023! I tried to emulate the style of those official illustrations by Yana but with my own personal touch 🎃

Babey wants to be just like his dad 🥺 (Don't worry, he's already forgiven Sebas for half-blinding him when he tried to eat him while in a feral state ✌️).

#eli's art #art #digital art #illustration #kuroshitsuji #kuroshitsuji au #kuro familiar au #black butler #black butler au #sebastian michaelis #dadbastian #mombastian #ciel phantomhive #our ciel #ociel #o!ciel #father and son #demon and babey #dadbastianweek2023 #dadbastiantrickortreat #procreate app #not yoi