4 Works in Blue Memory Arc (Kuroshitsuji)
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Since I Had to Learn to Be Someone You Don't Know by Anonymous
Fandoms: Kuroshitsuji | Black Butler
30 Sep 2025
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The demon is silent for a moment, his eyes contemplating something as he looks at Ciel. He looks almost wrong-footed, as if he’s unsure how to proceed.
Now that Ciel thinks about it, he has been going about this almost too confidently. He’s been taking all of this in stride, which is a far cry from how he acted last time.
But that’s only because he’s been through all of this before. This is only a dream.
No, perhaps Ciel should be honest with himself. If this were all really a dream, it would’ve ended by now. While he’s had numerous nightmares about this night in particular, they never last this long.
But the alternative is ridiculous. Could he really be going through all of this again? The very idea is just… unheard of.
Regardless, if he really is going through all of this again, then he needs to keep going.
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cut off all the ways to go back home by theo-rikka (enhattps)
Fandoms: Kuroshitsuji | Black Butler
12 Jun 2025
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“But look at you go!” Ciel beams up at you. His grip is so tight that it hurts. A dying child is trying to kill you from beyond the grave. “You’ve done so well, haven’t you? The pride of the queen; what else could Mother and Father ever ask for? You’re such a good little liar, aren’t you?”
And: Madame Red died for it. So did Dagger, and Joker, and Doll—
A liar and a pretender and what happens when you don’t want to forsake the lie?
Black Butler Week 2025 Day 1 and 3: Family / Despair
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Midnight Hunt by Val_Creative for Twisted_and_shout
Fandoms: Kuroshitsuji | Black Butler
08 Apr 2025
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Undertaker discovers Earl Phantomhive wandering in a bloodstained sleeping gown when he should be resting.
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Something dull twists in his stomach. Everything he feels is dull now. The emotions that used to dig knives at his chest, have tears glossing up his eyelashes, stain his cheeks with a candied shade of red; they're all numbed down, a mere flicker of the embers, a taste of the vibrance he once took for granted.
He thinks he ought to be angry. Perhaps he is, and simply can’t tell. These days, he’s mostly just hungry.
Ciel pays his baby brother an overdue late-night visit.