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On the subject of the Emerald Witch Arc: my own interpretation is that the scene where Sebastian (seemingly) attempts to consume his soul is pivotal, but to Sebastian and not to Ciel. A lot of people point to Ciel's final words of the arc, "You're the one I can trust the least", as being proof of some sort of personal revelation regarding their relationship but the thing is: Ciel was the one who stood to learn the very least from that moment. Because really, what was the big revelation there supposed to be from his perspective? That the spooky demon he's been telling himself all along is just a spooky demon out to take advantage of him and eat his soul is, in fact, a spooky demon out to take advantage of him and eat his soul? Big shocker. Ground breaking. If you do take that scene at face value, there is no Big Revelation, only a confirmation of what Ciel already decided was true from the very beginning. But then the problem with that interpretation becomes the fact that it's this moment that brings the two even closer in the arcs that follow.

I think it's easy for people to forget that Sebastian is the main character of the series. He's the titular 'Black Butler' and everything in this story relates to his own perspective. Even the servants' backstories featured in the post-ch.150 arcs are told through the lens of how these characters came to encounter and be fundamentally changed by Sebastian, the Black Butler. It is through Sebastian that the story is told and through him that they all circle back. So I think it's unfortunate that people often understate how the events of the series impact Sebastian himself, especially this one, because all signs point to this moment being most crucial for him instead.

His plan for that moment, which I... don't think the casual reader understands very well but what else is new, is to snap Ciel out of the fear-based, Locked In state that he's in. And this is implied multiple times: through his statement about "shocking him once more", through Ciel's dream sequences (which are implied to be orchestrated by Sebastian, who is shown to be capable of entering and manipulating dreams), through Sebastian's removal of the eye bandages in that moment so that Ciel can command him to stop, and through his initial statements in that moment ("Such things are not what you should be doing right now"). His primary goal in that scene is not to end the contract and he even says that to consume Ciel's soul then would not be satisfying, that it would only "fill him up a little bit". He's prepared to claim his soul if he's not successful, but this is first time Sebastian ever comes close to achieving his own goal, which makes everything that follows (especially his speech while he burns the lab) very interesting. And I think this is where Sebastian came to an important realization.

The first thing he does once Ciel has come to is express something like pity or regret, while smiling and with the image of Ciel reflected in his eyes. This is interesting on its own because Sebastian just stated that these were not the circumstances under which he wanted their arrangement to end, so the continuation of their contract as planned was the desired outcome. This sentiment along the lines of "oh, what a shame" is done playfully because he's happy with what has happened, and he smiles for the duration of the interaction because of it. And you can argue that something similar is (intentionally or otherwise) recreated much later in the series, where Ciel's twin bemoans his body's weakness while wondering if this had been how Ciel had felt looking out the window for all of those years, and Undertaker disagrees because the twin is smiling. Despite the words that are spoken, it's the smiling that is the truest indicator of emotion for these two characters—who both want to possess Ciel but in different (but similar?) ways.

The two continue their interaction and this is where we get the "90% earnest" line, which is another thing I don't think people understand very well. People often underestimate Sebastian's propensity to stretch the truth, and while he cannot explicitly lie, he can obfuscate or omit, which he does multiple times throughout the series. And while it's easy to assume he's being truthful with this statement by considering it in isolation, everything he says afterwards recontextualizes it, which is why it's important not to do so. Sebastian refers to what he said earlier in the arc to Tanaka but reframes it; he deliberately omits that what he said to Tanaka was that he wanted to "shock" Ciel out of his state. And he's doing this specifically to feed into Ciel's perception of him as as this vicious beast. His desire to do so is established in the lab-burning scene that follows shortly after.

This is where Sebastian's realization comes into play, and it's a very natural (perhaps even inevitable) progression of the scenes in the Luxury Liner and Public School arcs in which he is desperate to protect and keep Ciel, even at the risk of his own life and to the extent that he disobeys Ciel. Again, Sebastian comes as close as he ever has to claiming Ciel's soul and he's visibly quite happy that it didn't happen. He had the opportunity to be every bit the beast that Ciel expects him to be and he's realized that truly being that beast does not give him nearly the joy that playing this "game" with him does: and to be clear, the game is flirtation. Ciel is the source of his amusement and what Sebastian enjoys is Ciel, his interactions with Ciel, playing "games" with him and getting reactions out of him. And that's why when he plays the role that Ciel expects of him that Sebastian is shown laughing and smiling over his frustration with him. Acting on impulse and behaving like a beast would have been claiming his soul when he had the chance; this would have put his "greatest amusement" to a halt. The foundation for these feelings existed as far back as the Luxury Liner arc and was present during the Public School arc but it's with this moment that these feelings become conscious and acknowledged for the character. And he does this through an empassioned declaration, with an inferno of his own making surrounding him.

And we see the effects of this moment in the arc that follows: we see Sebastian and Ciel conversing as equals, and in the same scene Sebastian differentiates between Ciel and "ordinary humans" (because Ciel is special to him). We see Sebastian dressing Ciel up for Halloween as an imp in which the costume he makes for Ciel features a recreation of his own "ragged cape", and he promises to keep Ciel's "tiny flame alive" as he lights his way into the darkness. We see a song, likely written by Sebastian (and named for his signature chess piece), performed by the Phantom Five that details the contract from his perspective and his desire to "rip away [Ciel's] shame and regret" while the performers pretend-growl like monsters. If the Luxury Liner arc was the first major progression for their relationship than the Emerald Witch Arc is definitely the second because without what happened between them in that arc, we would likely not have had any of the fond moments that followed.

I think this scene establishes something that the Sebastian of the initial two anime seasons was never placed in the circumstances necessary to realize and would have been of great benefit to the lonely, grief-stricken Sebastian who appeared in the Red Valentine seiyuu event: that he has become attached in a way that does not directly pertain to their contract. That his fondness for Ciel is personal and not born purely out of a desire to preserve what he's cultivated. Sebastian, in this moment in the Emerald Witch Arc, realized that he likes what he has with Ciel. He's willing to be whatever Ciel wants him to be, to the neglect of himself, while he burns for him.

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SKIT!

We were so robbed of this panel. Sukuna's worried face when Yuuji didn't switch with him. MAPPA should've animated this😭

Just.... look....

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Friendly reminder that this is the smile Sukuna gave the first time he officially met Yuuji in his domain. He has never smiled like this to anyone but Yuuji ♡ .

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I am so sad 😭

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lee itadori and ler Sukuna ? i can imagine him tickling him because since they share a body I can imagine a scenario where Sukuna discovers humans can be ticklish ?

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Ty! I love their dynamic but am still figuring out my headcanons about these two. Meanwhile I did give this an attempt ^^

Sukuna was intrigued. It was not that he was entirely unfamiliar with tickling - as disgusting and eternal the silly human thing was, having known humans long enough. Dreadfully long.

But for the first time he got the front-row seat and it was just.... he didn't know what to call it. Weird? Amazing? Funny?

"That was sick," he said. That too. Yuuji was panting, recovering from the tickle attack from that Aoi Todo person. Some people said 'goodbye' when parting ways, and maybe they would give a handshake or just a casual bow. It appeared that Aoi Todo liked to tickle a person to death as a sayonara greeting. Heh.

Sukuna took the liberty to nestle himself for a part into Itadori Yuuji's face as he spoke to the recovering teen.

"Sick? What do you mean?" Yuuji panted.

"All he did was poke your little body and you were screaming like a cursed woman. It was sick," Sukuna commented.

"Tch." Yuuji rolled his eyes and merely continued his day. But Sukuna wouldn't forget. No. It was some time later right after a mission while he had control over their body, when he remembered this tickling thing and thought this was his chance.

"TAKE THAT!" He must've looked idiotic but it was all for good cause when he stood there and wiggled his own fingers up and down his own torso to tickle himself- or well, the possessed body. Yuuji should be the one to feel it. But nothing happened.

"....What are you doing?" Yuuji asked.

"Tickling you."

"....Ha. Ha. A human can't tickle himself," Yuuji said smugly. How fucked up was that? Sukuna wasn't a human. He should be able to tickle Yuuji.

Surely that didn't stop him from outing his frustration the moment he had the chance to, when facing Yuuji in his innate domain. Or well, he just took that chance.

"HAHAH! W-whahahat are you dohohoing!" Yuuji cackled as Sukuna tickled his various spots, poking at his defenseless midriff, his tummy, sides, his ribs. All would result in a yelp here or a squeak there. How weak. How interesting...

Without saying a word, Sukuna wrecked Yuuji before yeeting him out of his domain again. For the first time in his existence he thought tickling was fun. Yuuji made it fun, and he smirked. Oh he would love to drag him here a few times more, just for a tickly appointment.

However that soon wasn't really necessary anymore when he discovered he could just possess Yuuji's arm, only his arm, while Yuuji took control over the rest of the body.

In that case, it also worked and he could tickle him successfully and make him howl.

"....What is happening?" Megumi asked when Sukuna liked to possess Yuuji's arm out of the blue so he could claw at his sensitive middle, tickling him to pieces and making him scream in front of his friend.

"NAHAHA- nothhihihiing!" Yuuji cried, struggling with the arm that was out of his control while cursing his head off at the curse inside him that was causing all this.

Yes, this nothing was definitely something, and that something could be called a tickle curse. Heh. Or just a curse. Sukuna shrugged. Also fine.

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What is this worried expression for? For yuuji? Are you gay sukuna?

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Thing

Sukuna doesn't like it when what's his gets called a thing.

Pairing: Sukuna x Yuuji Genre: general, a bit of angst, a bit of fluff, suggestive Word Count: 1.5k Warnings: 18+, mentions of violence, Sukuna is his usual manipulative and evil self :), unhealthy relationship dynamics, possessiveness, some suggestive things. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

You can also read it here on AO3 if you prefer that

This story is based on chapter 203 of the JJK manga. But Kenjaku meets Yuuji, Megumi, etc., and tells them what he told Choso. Our dear King of Curses is watching the scene.

"As long as that thing continues to co-exist with Sukuna, the cycle of curses will never end. You won't be able to stop it."

Kenjaku looks smug as he reveals his plan to the small group of sorcerers standing in front of him.

Sukuna's fingers tighten around the skulls that function as armrests on his throne from which he is watching the scene through the pair of eyes on his vessel's cheekbones.

So far, he found it quite entertaining to see the brat and his friends fight and struggle only to run into the one who is responsible for all of this chaos. Kenjaku who happily informed them that everything was going according to his plan.

The King of Curses had smiled to himself in amusement as he leaned back on his throne and enjoyed the little show.

Until now.

He doesn't know why he suddenly feels a wave of anger wash over him. But his eyes narrow as they stare at Kenjaku. At his smiling face, so conceited, so proud of himself. Kenjaku thinks he is the perfect puppet master pulling all the strings in this little game.

But that's not what sets Sukuna off. It's something else he realizes.

"That thing," Kenjaku said when talking about the brat.

How dare he!

A loud cracking noise echoes in the vast cavern of the Malevolent Shrine as the skulls under Sukuna's hands get crushed between his long fingers and crumble to fine dust.

Hot rage is surging through Sukuna. The disrespect! How dare this maggot call Sukuna's vessel a thing! His perfect vessel! Made specifically for him. Made to be his alone. Fit to be the vessel of a King. The vessel of a God!

How dare Kenjaku call what is Sukuna's a thing!

Sukuna doesn't care that he himself only refers to the boy as a brat or that he loves to tease him and see him suffer. This is something different. After all, Yuuji belongs to Sukuna. Sukuna can do as he pleases with what is his.

But he won't let anyone else do that. He won't let anyone disrespect the boy like that. Because doesn't this also mean an indirect insult towards Sukuna himself? If his vessel is just a thing, what does this make Sukuna in Kenjaku's eyes?

Before he consciously knows what he is doing, Sukuna already tugs at the invisible string that connects him to the brat. A moment later, Yuuji tumbles into his domain, landing with a loud thud and a pained cry at the foot of Sukuna's throne.

Golden eyes snap to Sukuna's, glaring at him with a hostile sparkle.

"Hey! What was that for? What do you want now?"

Sukuna huffs before he manifests directly behind the boy, a large hand darting out to wrap tightly around Yuuji's throat, effectively cutting off his angry ramblings.

"Shhh, brat, calm down before you give me a headache."

Sukuna can feel how tense the boy is as the King of Curses presses his body against Yuuji's back, his hand still wrapped tightly around the brat's neck.

They have never been so close. Never like this, at least. Not when they aren't in the middle of a fight.

Sukuna can feel the brat's pulse flutter under his palm. Oh, how delicious. Usually, he finds great joy in the boy's fear or anger. For a moment, he is tempted to give in to it, to cause the boy more distress. To taunt him, to rile him up, to get under his skin like no one else can.

But he represses that urge. Now is not the right moment for this. Tonight Sukuna has other plans.

He leans down until his lips brush over the boy's ear, smiling when the light touch makes Yuuji jump.

The King's voice is deep, smooth, a seductive caress.

"I don't like how he talks about you. How he calls you a thing. If someone is allowed to call you that, it is only me."

"Fuck you! Get away from me! You are both vile!"

"You don't understand, brat. I will kill him."

He can feel the boy gulp, his adam's apple bopping against Sukuna's hand. Sukuna tightens his hold on him a bit more and adds softly,

"I will kill him for you, Yuuji."

The boy shivers at the use of his name. It's the first time Sukuna said it out loud. He can't help but think it feels so right on his tongue.

Yuuji.

Not thing, not brat, not vessel. 

Yuuji.

It's a special feeling of ownership to call him by his given name. The discovery makes Sukuna laugh softly, mouth opening against Yuuji's ear, his fangs lightly grazing over the earlobe and down to the boy's neck.

Sukuna breathes him in, smirking at the fear he can smell, mingling with the faint scent of cherry blossoms that always sticks to the boy.

When he speaks again, it is against Yuuji's neck.

"I will make him crawl and beg and show him who is just a thing. He isn't even that. He is nothing. I will erase him and everything he ever was. He did his part. The only part that mattered. He gave me you. My perfect vessel. The only one who was strong enough to take my soul into himself. So strong and beautiful. And all mine."

His voice has become a whisper, a soft caress against the boy's skin, breath ghosting over the heated skin of his neck. Sukuna's lips brush lightly over Yuuji's pulse point before they press a kiss to it.

He can't remember if he has ever touched someone with so much tenderness. Probably not.

When Sukuna tries to recall his former intimate encounters, those are memories of violence. Brutal touches, feral bites, and kisses that drew blood. Bruised bodies he used for his pleasure and that were only allowed near him until the King had sated his hunger. Some of them he had let live. Others not.

But this is different.

The boy in his arms isn't one of those nameless concubines or one of those pathetic sacrifices they brought to his temple.

No, Yuuji is his vessel. He was made for Sukuna. Made to host a King. Made to provide sanctuary for a God's soul. How could he ever be just a thing? Or just a human or a curse? He is more than that. And finally, Sukuna's eyes were opened to this truth.

Sukuna lets his mouth linger there against the boy's soft, warm skin, lips lifting in a smile.

"You are a God like me, brat. And we will show everyone that this is our world. I will kill him for you. And I will kill everyone else who stands in your way or dares to disrespect you. You and I will rule this world." 

Sukuna can't help but chuckle when the boy squirms in his arms, struggling to get away from him but failing. How cute.

And how nice it feels to feel that warm and strong body moving against his. To feel that smooth skin under his hands and lips. To hear that pretty voice cursing him and calling him names. How sweet it would be to hear other sounds coming out of that pretty little mouth. To hear cries of pleasure and whimpers of devotion.

And at that moment, Sukuna realizes that maybe he chose the wrong approach to all of this when he decided right in the beginning to treat his vessel with cruelty and mockery.

Maybe he should have done it differently. Maybe he should have helped the brat when he reached out to him with tears running down his face and desperation in his big golden eyes, begging him to save his friend. Maybe Sukuna should have healed that other boy. Maybe he should have bound Yuuji to him in more ways than just this soul connection. Maybe he should have made the boy love him.

It's too late for that now. Yuuji will never love him. But he doesn't have to. He will always belong to Sukuna, regardless. Sukuna doesn't even have to force him to become his. Yuuji is already Sukuna's and always will be. It's a fact. Just like the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

Whichever way you look at it, Yuuji was made for him. Made to offer this second life to Sukuna. And finally, Sukuna can see how precious this gift is that was handed to him.

He should have seen it sooner. Should have appreciated Yuuji sooner. But luckily, he can still change his ways. He can take care of what's his now. He can protect Yuuji and give him everything he needs. And maybe one day, if Sukuna is patient enough, Yuuji will grow to at least not despise him anymore.

Until then, Sukuna will find great amusement in Yuuji's passionate struggles. The King of Curses quite enjoys a little challenge. At least he won't get bored with that angry Prince by his side.

This time, after a thousand years, Sukuna won't be lonely on his throne.

Oh yes, he can see it clearly now. How they will rule this world together. Strong and beautiful and so terrifying. No one will ever dare call his Yuuji a thing again.

Thank you so much for reading! I got really angry when Kenjaku called Yuuji a thing, and it made me imagine how Sukuna would react. Would he see it as a personal insult? Would it maybe make him appreciate how perfect his vessel is? And that’s how this story idea was born. I hope you enjoyed it!! Please let me know what you think. Comments and reblogs make me happy!

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Sukuna: I went through an entire character arc while trapped inside Yuuji Sukuna: I became more evil if you’re curious Yuuji: You're still in my body, don't worry, there's time for a redemption arc still! Sukuna: I’m going to get worse on purpose

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Fyodor thinks of all ability users as sinner, so isn't Dazai as an anti-ability ability user a saint for him?

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Fyozai headcanon Fyodor learning the warmth of touch

(it's extremely out of character)

Fyodor never experienced normal touch because the moment he touched someone they died and went stone cold

One day he's walking around in alleyways when he hears Kunikida's voice

With the frustration of his defeat(DoA) still fresh in mind he decides to kill him

As soon as he's close he starts to reach out for Kunikida but suddenly gets stopped by another hand on his wrist

While the blond starts raging to Dazai for just touching a stranger like that, Fyodor freezes in shock while being stared at by the nullifier

(Nobody from the ADA has seen Fyodor so far so Kunikida doesn't know it's him)

While Fyodor's head screams at him to not show weakness, his body acts on his own and pulls his hand away because it burns

Dazai ignores his partner in favor to grab Fyodor on his arm and pull him away

Fyodor is still too shocked about the touch to really resist

Once they're in an abandoned alley, Fyodor takes a few steps away from Dazai because he "doesn't want risking to get stabbed" (he's definitely not running away from touch)

Dazai obviously sees through and cages Fyodor on the wall, with a triumphant smirk saying "So, our little rat here is just a touch starved russian, how cute."

While Fyodor does try to get away, he fails (he didn't even give his best because he is curious about human touch)

Dazai puts a hand on Fyodor's cheek, that causes him to gasp softly because it feels so warm and Fyodor never experienced this

After a few minutes standing just like that, Dazai retreats and disappears, leaving Fyodor alone with a too fast beating heart, burning skin and scattered thoughts

Fyodor thinks about this encounter even after days and misses the touch, misses Dazai

It's a week later that Dazai suddenly stands in front of him, in his living room, that he feels at ease again

Dazai starts to slowly introduce him to touch again, visiting him every day, no questions are asked and no answers are given

Another 2 weeks of just Dazai touching his face, hands and arms later, Dazai just pulls him in a hug on the couch

It's only after one real bad attempt that Fyodor realizes that he's in love with Dazai

Fyodor not expecting it and feeling so much warmth at once for the first time is overwhelmed of the feeling and almost starts crying

Dazai starts to sing for him to calm him down (it helps surprisingly well)

It's only another week later that Dazai starts kissing him as well (always his forehead, hands, cheeks or nose, never his lips.)

Dazai starts sleeping over at his place as well, only leaving for week sometimes and for suicide attempts (they started making Fyodor anxious)

It's only after Dazai got hurt during his job that Fyodor realizes he's in love with him

And it doesn't take long after that for Dazai to kiss him on the lips. They don't say "I love you", they don't have to

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It's the Dead Apple Omake :D

There's actually more in the official Omake :')

Aside from the point that Shibusawa would literally start crying, Dazai and Fyodor act like parents who don't want to tell their child that their painting is ugly xD

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Aside from the point that Shibusawa would literally start crying, Dazai and Fyodor act like parents who don't want to tell their child that their painting is ugly xD

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You can't proof me that he isn't in love with Dazai. I MEAN JUST LOOK AHHHH

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Why did they have to change it? Like manga Fyodor appreciates beauty while Anime Fyodor acts like a Tsundere-

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Fyozai headcanon: Fyodor turns into a cat

Ok but like I'm trying to fucking sleep and then my brain is like "What if he turned into a cat and Dazai found him?" like??? Help? Idek if this is still called a hc or straightly a drabble, lol.

Dazai was walking around when he found a cat strolling around in alley

He starts talking to the cat and tries to touch it (ended a little badly because the cat started scratching him)

Dazai tells the cat that it reminds him of a rat he knows

After some negotiations with the cat (he has food and a roof!) he takes it home

Dazai takes a lot of care of the cat and starts calling it Fedya because he reminds him a lot of Fyodor (he isn't aware yet that such an ability user exits else he'd have connected the dots)

After a few days Dazai has a bad day and tries to kill himself in his apartment only for the cat to intervene

That night Dazai cuddles with the cat and talks about more personal things like how he actually likes the rat and doesn't want him to die (he doesn't say he loves him but it's a near thing)

A week later Dazai and the Agency hear about the ability user but only because Kenji got turned as well

Dazai connects the dots then and helps find the ability user before nullifying his ability

When he returns home he finds Fyodor still sleeping on the couch (his smile doesn't soften, no)

And the rest is like they talk get together and yeah- I'm going to sleep.