#Ciel Phantomhive x fem!reader

[yan-lorkai]

Hello! I have a Black butler request if you don’t mind! (It can be yandere but If you can make it not to noticeable??? If that makes sense.)

If I may could I request a Ciel Phantomhive x Cruella De Vill reader? I mean not exactly like Cruella but the fact she was born with hair spilt between black and white, she owns multiple Dalmatians which are really aggressive guard dogs for her. And she has a wonderful sense of fashion, even though most her clothes are only black, white or red. She even has a nickname that combines her name and Cruel together (like “Cruel-(/N)”) because she can be really honest and it comes off as rude. She is short temper but unlike Cruella she is only occasionally sassy but most of the time she is quiet because she used to get made fun of for her hair.

Also I was hoping it would be a oneshot, with a few hc. But if that’s to much it can just be hc! Thank you and have a nice day!

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: I hope I did this rq justice because I absolutely loved it. Detailed rqs my beloveds. As you ask, I did some hcs and then wrote a little drabble, though I do apologize for such delay in answer it. Hope you like darling <33

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Warnings: Platonic content. Maybe typos too.

☆*: In Ciel's ears, the news of a figure with two-tone hair who only dresses in black and red reaches him through gossip that Lau felt the need to share. The rumors, however, were not enough to capture the earl's attention at first. Who cares if Londoners are talking about this girl because she acts different and has a sharp tongue? Who cares if she has some protective dogs who can attack on command?

☆*: Certainly not Ciel. He has better things to worry about being the Queen's Watchdog besides running his own company. Gossip and rumors are not something that holds his attention unless they are related to the murderers who killed his parents.

☆*: So it takes a while before you finally get to know each other and he can get a glimpse of your strong genius. And heavens, he's enchanted, even if he doesn't know it, feelings aren't Ciel's thing. One thing he knows, this night will be one he would never forget.

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Reluctantly, Ciel was participating in the celebration. A glass of juice in his hand as he watched each of the nobles approach the throne, kneel and say their rehearsed congratulations. So typical of nobles, so insincere. He hated it here, he could be doing so many things right in the comfort of his office. Still, he smiled and played his part when all adults around him looked down on him just because he was the only child here.

The starry night became filled with light and laughter; The Queen was throwing a party to celebrate another birthday well spent. Her age-kissed skin was still glowing, her eyes carrying a tinge of unforgettable joy, and her voice a jovial tone. As usual, she sat on her throne and waited for one by one the nobles to greet and boast about the gifts that were certainly better than the others.

It was funny to watch though. They all just seemed like jealous peacocks, huffing and puffing their feathers, wanting the queen attention on them.

Sebastian when can we leave? was what he wanted to ask to the butler at his side. What he almost asked. But right at that moment he heard a commotion.

A few meters ahead stood the notorious Cru-y/n DeVil, your presence commanding attention. Ciel couldn't help but be drawn to you, his gaze fixating on you with a mixture of intrigue and caution. Despite your reputation, he couldn't deny your beauty, a striking contrast to the darkness that surrounded your name. You were young, much like himself, yet exuded a confidence that belied your age, almost as if you too had to grown fast to protect yourself.

You seemed to be fighting a much older and powerful woman. The duchess who was always looking to fight someone and today had just found her new victim. But you aren't having any of that, making exaggerated gestures and smiling mockingly at the duchess.

Ciel observed the scene with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, at least the party turned out to be entertaining with this little fight happening and the queen was also watching you two too intently, curious, not at all bothered by it. Ciel couldn't help but roll his eyes when the duchess continued to argue and pointed her finger at you.

"Your hat is adorable" You say in a loud and clear tone, with the sweetest smile you can produce. "I'm sure it was worth sacrificing Big Bird, its poor beautiful yellow feathers wasted on this hat that perfectly fit your head."

A murmur starts around the two of you, some are laughing loudly, others are whispering among themselves, repeating what you said. The duchess, wanting to appear strong and resilient, fixes her khaki yellow hat - that barely fits in her head, lifts her chin an extra millimeter and leaves. However, Ciel knew that your comment would still haunt her for months to come. Today she had lost a fight and was insulted.

Undeniable was that the hat was horrendous.

Holding back a laugh that seems to want to escape him anyway, Ciel takes off his hat in greeting to you as soon as your eyes meet. He understood now why everyone was talking about you so much. To the court you were like a fresh breath of air, devastating if you hate it, great if you like it. And he absolutely like it. Not a lot of younger aristocrats behave this way and he really needs someone different to spend time, as Elizabeth is quite overwhelming with her affection and Sullivan is busy.

He approach you and with this gesture, plans to know more about you. He is now curious and his curiosity must be satisfied.

[natsuki208]

This is the Way the Lord Rides 🍼

The distant whimpers of a baby continue worryingly, so you quietly slip away from the Phantomhive ball out of curiosity. But as they say: curiosity killed the cat.

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It’s getting much darker than it was a few minutes ago. As the sun disappears over the horizon the sky fades into a warm indigo. No stars have yet appeared sadly, so the coachman has to stop for a moment to light the lantern.

As the evening falls, you lay your back against the seat of the carriage, boringly gazing out into the open of the left window. A yawn escapes from your mouth, politely covering it with your hand. You haven’t arrived at the destination and yet the hours of sitting in one place already took much of your energy away.

The coachman catches on and turns his own tired face towards yours. “My deepest apologies, miss. I’m not really familiar to roads outside of London but I promise we’ll be there soon.”

You gesture your hand to ensure the coachman it’s all okay, and go back to staring out at the night sky outside. Minutes don’t go by without your eyes slowly drooping, even if you try your best to blink them back open, your body is just as bored as your mind.

It wouldn’t have taken too long for you to fall straight to sleep if it weren’t for yet another sudden halt. Only now there are some warm lights outside, brightly lit rooms within a large building is right outside the carriage door. It’s enough to even put a fraction of motion back into your body. The coachmen carefully steps off his post to kindly open the door for you.

“We’re finally here. Do mind your step.”

Carefully you step out of your seat and down onto the ground. From out here you get a much better and impressive view of the manor; from the happy chatter coming from inside to warm, glowing tone of each window. An elderly man dressed in butler attire catches your attention as he walks forward to give a warmer welcome.

“Good evening, Madame.” He greets in a gruffly yet polite manner, fitting for his position. “I hope your journey here was comfortable. My name is Tanaka, I’m the butler of this estate.”

You greet him back with a simple nod and soft smile.

The man seems to have noticed the sleepiness in your body language. “Hm? You look slightly tired, do not fret, the ball is still young so you have time to make yourself like home until you’ve regain your strength. We do pride ourselves with hospitality after all.”

It does sound very nice, and the lighting as well as the smells of pastries and fresh wine are very inviting, things may lighten up for you soon enough. Thanking the butler once again, you take your first steps ahead to whatever ball awaits for you. As the leaving carriage can be heard behind you, Tanaka follows in at your side.

“I may welcome you to the Phantomhive manor.”

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As soon as you enter inside, it feels like being a part of a fairy tale. Everything about the foyer is sparkling, from the stair railings to the crystal chandelier above your own head. Ladies and gentlemen alike are crowded around and full of chatter, patiently waiting for the host of this evening gathering.

You wish to speak between guests as well, however your still feeling drowsy from the long carriage ride here, so you simply keep your distance for the time being.

Your inner thoughts are soon interrupted by someone in the crowd immediately pointing at the top of the stairway, with a voice of disturbance no less.

Once you look up at the stairs out of curiosity, there stands a tall man of raven-black hair, his navy blue coat appears neatly sewn, and has perfectly ironed dark grey trousers and shined shoes to go with it. He seems like quite a charismatic gentleman from this first impression alone, although his narrowed eyes with a red tint, not to mention the subtle grin are a little unsettling.

Everybody else are put off by his presence as well but for different reasons. The man remains calm though and goes ahead with his introduction.

“Greetings to all of you young folk. You may call me Sebastian Michaelis.” He begins with a posh and collected tone. “As most of you already know, I’ve been assigned to be the temporal head of the Phantomhive household.”

That one piece of information has you intrigued.

“I’ll be honest and say that I don’t interact with people all that well but tonight I’m making an exception; as the queen gave me her trust to shower you with the Phantomhive hospitality. That’s how this ball came to pass. Please do enjoy your stay for the night, as long as things don’t get out of hand.”

The guests barely applaud him; even the few who are don’t sound so merry. You did your best to give a more optimistic rain of claps which the man somehow picks up on. Those red tinted eyes quickly glancing in your direction is the proof.

A bit strange, yes, but it’s not really important right now. Everybody makes their way into the big ballroom, guided by the elderly butler from before, including yourself as you slowly stay behind. Once you enter you immediately noticed how much more elegant the place is compared to the foyer. The walls seem like they’re made of gold as they are polished, tables are layed out with freshly baked goodness on each separate one, begging you in with their delectable smells. It’s almost enough to wake you up from your exhaustion.

Unfortunately nobody else seems to be impressed; probably for either they’ve visited this estate sometimes before or they’re still unimpressed by the ‘temporal lord’ with the raven hair.

It doesn’t take longer than about fifteen minutes for you to feel pity on this noble gathering. Words spreading between guests are nothing but on some tragedy occurring not too long ago on the Phantomhives, and how the Queen agreed to put much faith in some stranger most people barely knew, and your drowsy mind can only slowly take it all in until it quickly becomes tiresome.

You led yourself to a seat nearby one of the refreshment tables, only taking a small glass to perk yourself up a little, and glance around at the sights. Somehow your eyes lay on Michaelis once again; question start to form in your head. He had stated he doesn’t interact with people, so why go through the trouble of becoming a temporal lord? Was he close with the Phantomhives in some way? Is there some hidden motive? The typical window staring he’s pulling off must be a sign for the latter.

You yawn once again, clearly you’re still too exhausted to keep track on one’s thoughts; or in fact take part in this uncompelling ball for the moment. Whilst no one is noticing, you quietly stroll all the way to the door and lightly close one of the doors. A chill suddenly crawls down your spine but you aren’t sure on why.

Once outside, you feel as if a great weight is off your shoulders. Those high-class gossipers’ voices are still faint as a whistle through the door but not as obnoxious, luckily, the softer sounds from outside echo through the foyer walls, they help to soothe you. Now all is left is for somewhere to rest your head; unfortunately you would need permission from the head or his butler to do so. You kind of start to regret accepting the invitation in the first place.

While having mixed feelings, you suddenly jolt at the distant sound of a cry; as in a very sad cry. It shrieks all the way down to your ears from the top of the stairs and the left hallway up there, breaking in parts and grows much more needy, did I mention that it’s very squeaky? This concludes that there’s a very cranky baby in this manor.

As soon as you concluded that fact, you can’t help but feel sorry for the poor little thing. Babies do tend to need a lot of attention, and so he or she is most certainly saddened by where their parents can be. The distant whimpers of a baby continue worryingly, so you decided to quietly slip away from the ball out of compassion and curiosity.

But as they say: curiosity killed the cat.

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(To be continued for I ran out of time lol)

Tagging: @yourneurodivergentlady

[my-anime-garden]

Hear me out ready.

Black butler cats x modern black reader.

19 yr old reader living in modern time washington dc long way from London. Walking home from school decides to take a short cut to get to her apartment faster. She stumbles across an alley with a box in-front of it she walks around the box and hears a mew. She turns back and looks at the box surprised she nudges the box with her foot and hears another distressed mew coming from the box. Being a sucker cats she picks up the box making sure not to break her new set of nails she carries the box to her apartment and sets it down from the unexpected weight of the box.

She uses her key fob to get in the apartment reader picks the box back up and heaves it up the stairs to the 2nd floor. She put the box back down and whispers to herself “heavy ass box”. she uses her keys to unlock the door and goes inside putting down her book bag and taking off her shoes. leaving the box on the ground outside the door she comes back lifting the box with ease without a heavy book bag on this time she carries it inside and puts it on the coffee table.

“Ok now what the fuck is making this so heavy” she opens the box to see…… 4 cats and 2 kittens. “Oh damn there’s 6 of ya’ll” she whisper’s to herself surprised.

Should I make this a story

[speckle-meow-meow]

Can you write Ciel with a fem! Reader who is very flirty?

Sure!

Ciel is incredibly flustered

Lil tsun tsun

But he's glad that you don't do it to anyone else

On some days he will indulge your flirty comments with some of his own

He does think your incredibly useful with getting info out of people!

But he's carful not to put you in to much danger

{Thanks anon for requesting! Sorry it's short! As always hearts and reblogs are always welcomed along with questions, comments, and requests!}

[mizu-chin]

Yes My Lord "Draft"

*English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes.*

In the vastness of the silent corridors of the Phantomhive mansion, where shadows danced to the rhythm of the crackling fireplaces, a new presence was felt. S/n, a woman skilled in hand-to-hand combat, swordsmanship, and dagger handling, had been hired by the young master Ciel Phantomhive for a specific and mysterious mission. Her long, wavy hair swayed gently as she walked, her keen eyes absorbing every detail around her.

It didn't take long for her to encounter Sebastian Michaelis, Ciel's loyal butler. With his impeccable demeanor and aura of confidence, Sebastian was an imposing figure. Most people were enchanted by his supernatural charm, but not S/n. She immediately noticed something strange about the butler; there was an air of mystery and danger she couldn't ignore.

"Good afternoon, Miss S/n," said Sebastian, his voice smooth and melodious. "The young master awaits you in the study."

S/n kept her gaze steady on his, showing no trace of fascination or fear. "Thank you, Sebastian," she replied with a nod. "I'll meet him now."

As she passed by, Sebastian watched her with growing interest. It was rare to find someone who didn't fall for his manipulations or charms. This made S/n an intriguing and irresistible anomaly to him.

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Days passed, and S/n performed her tasks with her characteristic efficiency and precision. However, her suspicion of Sebastian only grew. There was something about the way he moved, the ease with which he seemed to know everything before it happened, that kept her on alert.

One night, while she was training in the mansion's garden, the truth was revealed. Sebastian watched her from the shadows, fascinated by her grace and skill. But S/n, always alert, sensed his presence.

"You can come out of the shadows, Sebastian. I know you're there," she said without interrupting her training.

Sebastian emerged from the darkness, an enigmatic smile on his lips. "You are truly impressive, Miss S/n. Few humans would notice my presence."

She stopped and faced him, her eyes shining with determination. "You're not human, are you?"

Sebastian tilted his head, his smile widening. "You are more perceptive than most. Yes, I am a demon."

S/n did not flinch or show fear. "I knew there was something off about you."

"Interesting," murmured Sebastian, approaching. "You are not afraid of me, nor are you charmed by my enchantments. What makes you so different, S/n?"

She shrugged, sheathing her daggers. "Maybe I've faced worse things than you."

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Sebastian became even more fascinated by S/n after that night. Her resistance to his demonic charm and her combat skills were rare traits. He began to observe her more closely, not just out of curiosity, but out of growing respect.

S/n, in turn, started to notice that despite Sebastian being a demon, he seemed genuinely loyal to Ciel. This made her reconsider her initial distrust, but not enough to lower her guard.

One day, the mansion was attacked by a gang of mercenaries hired by Ciel's enemies. S/n and Sebastian found themselves fighting side by side to protect the young master. She wielded her swords with dexterity, while he, with his superhuman strength, dispatched the attackers with ease.

In the heat of the battle, Sebastian couldn't help but admire S/n's skill. She was more than a warrior; she was a force of nature.

"You fight with admirable passion, S/n," he commented as he dispatched the last mercenary.

She smiled, breathless but triumphant. "And you are a formidable ally, Sebastian, despite being a demon."

He laughed, a low and melodious sound. "Perhaps we are more alike than you think."

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After the battle, S/n and Sebastian began to develop a silent understanding. Although their origins were drastically different, there was a growing mutual respect. S/n not only tolerated Sebastian's presence but began to appreciate it. He, in turn, found in her an enigma he was eager to unravel.

One night, while they were alone in the mansion's library, Sebastian broke the silence. "S/n, what really brought you here? You don't seem to be just an ordinary bodyguard."

She sighed, her eyes fixing on a distant point. "Revenge," she finally said. "Someone very close to me was murdered by forces I still don't fully understand. I am here because I believe Ciel can help me find answers."

Sebastian nodded, understanding. "Revenge is a powerful motivation. Perhaps more powerful than most human emotions."

She looked at him, surprised by his empathy. "And you, Sebastian? What truly motivates you?"

He smiled, that ever-enigmatic smile. "Serving my master. And, perhaps, curiosity. You, S/n, are an enigma worth deciphering."

She laughed softly. "I don't know if I should feel flattered or worried."

He took a step forward, his eyes shining with unusual intensity. "Perhaps a bit of both. But know, S/n, that as long as you are here, you have an ally in me."

She faced him, finally acknowledging the truth in his words. "And I in you, Sebastian."

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Over the following months, S/n and Sebastian became a formidable team, their skills perfectly complementing each other. She not only gained an ally but also an unexpected friend. Sebastian, in turn, found in S/n something he never expected: a genuine connection, not based on spells or contracts, but on mutual respect and understanding.

[ciciyup]

Phantomhive manor (+ Gregory Violet) X Fem! Reader time traveler headcanons.

Summary: You are a time traveler and you have arrived in the Victorian era, how would you fare with certain characters if they met you?

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Ciel Phantomhive

In one moment he was drinking his tea and enjoying his chocolate cake and the next Sebastian had arrived with you at his side. Everything about you seemed to confuse him, from your unusual and very inappropriate clothing to your casual and bland way of speaking.

At first, he only let you stay in his mansion so he could study you, for some reason you seemed to know more than him and even more than Sebastian, and the more time you spent there the more you seemed to confuse him with your strange ways.

The inappropriate clothes you were wearing seemed to not want to take them off while you complained that the corset and the amount of things in the dresses were uncomfortable, which made Ciel roll his eyes more than once, on top of that, in your comments you added that the clothes you were wearing were “the fashion” and “the trend” when Ciel only saw in them two pieces of fabric like a poorly covered window added, in his opinion, to your bad style.

The way you spoke was so strange, that way so casual and without any grace, but at the same time confusing to hear you say words that he had never heard before. He had bothered to look up those words himself in some books, but then he left the task to Sebastian, who soon informed him that those words did not exist... At least not in his time. On top of that, it seemed that you did not appear in any kind of paper that informed about your birth or other important things that should be in people as soon as they are born, which made Ciel stop taking it as a bad move and see the possibility that you really were a time traveler, since Sebastian had ruled out the possibility that you were some entity like a demon, angel or shinigami by not feeling any of that in you.

It was really surprising for him, he would not deny it, to see such a strange and at the same time so useful device. You called it 'cell phone'. It was surprising for Ciel to see a device that could take color photos, see himself on video moments before while doing something random and be able to watch it and replay it. The fact that music came out of that device surprised him quite a bit too, not only because of that, but because of the huge difference between the music of the future and that of his time, it had certainly been a big shock. Surprisingly, some of the songs you taught him he ended up liking, the ones with a soft and pleasant rhythm, and the fact that you put those 'headphones' you had shown him where the music could be heard better turned out to be a great experience.

He seemed to start to trust you more, your conversations were pleasant and you seemed to have a very different kind of thinking than he was used to seeing in people, it was nice in a way. You seemed to have a more open mind, more liberal, without prejudices or hypocrisy.

Maybe with you there Ciel could take advantage of certain things to have an advantage over his adversaries in the business and political sense, after all he was an earl and it was always good to be one step ahead of everyone, if it was three steps then it would be even better. Although he was always on guard and cautious while you seemed to tell him certain things, he took mental notes of what could happen or happen in the future if he didn't change something in the present. It was all very intelligent and strategic on his part.

Finding you had been a great important piece for his game and being aware of more things that he probably wouldn't get to see, but he was pleased to have been lucky enough to have you appear. He just wished you could stay a little longer to be able to appreciate a vision as different and at the same time as pleasant as yours.

Sebastian Michaelis

Surprise was to say the least. This human really had something. He felt curious? Fascinated? You were so strange, your way of seeing everything was so different. Sebastian felt surprised because you even surpassed him in subjects he didn't know about such as politics, future wars, economics. It was fascinating and perhaps also, in a way, a blow to his ego. Why did this human come out of nowhere with all the answers up her sleeve, in such a way that she managed to surpass him in knowledge? Still, Sebastian was an extremely intelligent being with centuries of experience, so even if you had advanced knowledge, he wouldn't feel intimidated. Instead, he would see this as an opportunity to learn and expand his own understanding.

While he lets you settle into the mansion at his master's request, as the days passed, he would soon bring out his sarcasm when he saw your attire and clothes, dropping some sarcastic comments, but always with a polite tone to sweeten.

Seeing the device in your hands and turning it on would surprise him at first, being somewhat impressed by the great advancement of humans in technology and since he is a very intelligent supernatural being, he would quickly learn to use the cell phone and any other device you had with you. He would even dare to take your phone with him secretly just to study it, sometimes to take pictures, videos and other times to listen to music, noticing the great change between one era and another. The photographs and videos would be what would attract his attention the most, enjoying filming some cat that appeared in the mansion and then watching it on the phone.

Despite enjoying certain things, Sebastian would evaluate if you represented a potential threat, being cautious, but without raising suspicions on you. He would always prioritize Ciel's safety so he would stay close to you for a certain amount of time, even if sometimes you wouldn't notice. Coming to the conclusion that you didn't seem to be dangerous or an enemy to Phantomhive, which made him become more friendly and even offered you hospitality while you stayed at the mansion.

He would take advantage of your advanced knowledge to improve efficiency and security at the mansion, as well as a chance to learn about humanity and how they had advanced so much over the centuries. He would come to enjoy the conversations if they interested him enough, you don't always meet a time traveler so he had to get something out of it, it was sure better than hearing anyone else talk about the same old topics.

You were different from what he was used to, clumsy, closed-minded and boring people who had nothing new to offer, but since you had arrived it seemed like you had awakened something in Sebastian that he hadn't felt for centuries. He hoped you would stay a little longer, it would be a shame if he had to go back to the same boring emotions.

Finnian

He was very excited about you, although at first he seemed confused, especially by your unusual clothing, his excitement made him see beyond. Seeing artifacts he had never seen before amazed him, his eyes shining as he took the first picture with so many colors and heard the music coming out of it. Surely asking you for your phone a few times so he could take lots of pictures of himself with big smiles and doing different things or anything in general that he found nice to capture, even leaving the phone without storage.

“Can I really talk to someone who is on the other side of the world right now?” Finny would ask you in surprise when hearing you explain about calls and messages. But surely the game apps would also keep him very entertained, especially the pet care and gardening games, spending so much time there that he would already know how to use most of the things. He seemed to be amused by the fact that you would randomly throw out words that he had never heard before, some of them amused him so much that he would keep them in his mind and would often repeat them, even while there were people there, causing them to look at him in confusion. His enthusiasm could be higher than the looks they usually gave him. Finny liked to learn new things and having met you would definitely continue to fascinate him even after days.

His face would light up as you explain to him the simplest thing for you it would be surprising for him like the fact that there was something called 'internet' or 'television' that made everything easier in everyday life like a blender, bed warmer, cars. Whatever you told him it seemed like the boy would explode with excitement.

He would definitely be mesmerized if you showed him series or movies, whatever was moving on the screen would surprise him, but if they were fantasy movies he would surely enjoy them more seeing the special effects and thinking about how everything looked so real. He would definitely like to know all the musical genres, especially the most lively ones, but at the same time with a pleasant rhythm, trying to imitate modern dances, laughing at his own clumsiness and certain dance steps that made him laugh.

It would be enriching for both of you to have met him. Finny enjoyed your company and everything he managed to learn at your side, but in addition to that he also liked to teach you about his own time by telling you first-hand details and even making you see certain things from a new perspective. Being with him was undoubtedly a breath of fresh air and both of you could have a new look at the world.

Snake

He would be mostly confused by your unusual way of speaking, puzzled by words you used to say at random and not have a specific meaning, it would be difficult for him to understand. Unlike what one would think, even though Snake is a very shy boy, he would not feel ashamed to see you in a different type of clothing or in lesser cloths, since having been in the circus before he lived with people with little clothing or more "revealing" clothing, so although it would still be somewhat surprising and embarrassing for Snake, it would not be on a large scale.

Seeing a phone, something that did not yet exist back then, would make him feel particularly intimidated and think that it is something dangerous, staying cautious while you show him the device. He would be surprised when you showed him videos and people or anything in general moving inside that small device, even his snakes could be attracted and watch while they communicate through Snake asking questions about the device.

What he might like the most would be snake documentaries and anything about snake care. When you used to lend him your phone you would probably find him in the mansion's greenhouse surrounded by his snakes while his eyes were glued to the screen as he watches videos on snake care as well as precautions for when they shed their skin, their habitat, best food, even on wikipedia looking up different things to take care of himself and his friends.

Telling Snake about your knowledge and things that would happen in the future would make him feel intrigued and at the same time fearful thinking about what thing could cause something else to happen and prevent it from happening even if it was inevitable anyway. Also, he would like to know more about how people have evolved, if they were kinder to others, if there wasn't as much fuss when they saw someone different, if they accepted certain things more easily.

Seeing you want to teach him music with those big sound devices that you called 'headphones' would make him feel a little self-conscious, but finally when the music plays his surprise can be seen in him as he feels something he had not experienced before. He would have preferences with some genres more than others, the ones he might like the most would be ambient music, classical music and jazz.

He could get used to your presence in the long run. You seemed to be one of the few people he enjoyed the company of, and he learned more things with you by his side. He wouldn't deny spending a nice afternoon with you while you tell him how much everything had changed over the years and Snake would gladly listen to you.

Gregory Violet

First of all, why was there a girl at Weston College if it wasn’t for some special event? Secondly, he would be very intrigued, so he would take you out of public view if he had the chance so you wouldn’t cause any fuss at the time. Although he might initially keep his distance between you due to being generally reserved, his curiosity would make him approach you little by little.

Despite your unusual attire, Gregory would remain just as reserved, not judging anything about you as he silently analyzes you. He probably wouldn’t care much about how you look or what you wear, perhaps he would at first glance, but then he would remain discreet. He would be interested in the unusual and aesthetically different, wanting to capture the essence of your appearance in his drawings. You would be a source of artistic inspiration and he would want to draw you, but being so reserved he wouldn’t ask you to, at least until he gets to know you more deeply.

Seeing a phone for the first time would certainly leave him in awe. The ability to see color photos and color videos and even be able to take them yourself would leave him speechless. He would be more attracted if you showed him art-related photos with lots of colors and different things like that. Speaking of art, he would definitely be fascinated with the amount of things he could learn on different internet sites about artists’ paintings, drawing ideas, biographies and even reading any pdf book and using apps to draw and create without using pencils or hands would be extremely intriguing to Gregory.

Watching stories told through moving images and sound would be another completely new experience. He might be especially interested in movies, series or documentaries that deal with artistic and historical topics. He would be very intrigued and have many questions about how the device works and how you can see anything through it, be it movies, books, letters, numbers, photographs. How a movie could be created and what kinds of devices would be required to film and make the special effects.

If you had been there long enough for Gregory to become more comfortable, he could draw you, maybe he would ask you or, more likely, he would draw you without you noticing or telling you. He would like to capture your “futuristic essence” and keep those drawings to remember you if the time came when you had to leave. He would also make separate drawings of the electrical devices you had told him or shown him, wanting to remember them too.

It would be a unique experience for him and his memory to have met you and learn about all the new advances of the future generations. The fact that you seemed to have a more open mind and no need to judge would have made him enjoy your company more during the time you shared, after all you had not labeled him as weird or different like most people in his time and he appreciated that.

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[verysanebsdfan]

HIIII!!

So I'm not sure if you still write for killua or ciel or tokito😭 but if you do could you do some headcanoes of how they would be with a reader fem If possible that basically acts like a doll looks like a doll and basically is a doll but where also kinda creepy like we talk about disturbing things all with a smile on our face

Another one with all 3 is that reader is very VERY clingy like she loves to hug, cling,and talk to the 3 she's always around them and usually talks to them and is always seen with them !!

(sorry if it's to many)

HII!!

It is no problem whatsoever>_< TY SM FOR REQUESTING AS WELL! i hope it will be to your liking :3

Also i still do write for them but i dont think i will do for too long :(( im getting old...(for them)

MASTERLIST!!

tw: u say disturbing things, gore mentioned (sorta i think?), Muichiro one is angsty because i felt evil, spoilers for demon slayer manga ahead!!

our!Ciel Phantomhive, Tokito Muichiro, Killua Zoldyck (separate) x doll-like!reader

Ciel Phantomhive:

One thing would be the engagement with Lizzy, so for the sake of this, lets say it was canceled for....reasons

Neither of you really remember how you exactly met and got close, or what got Ciel so captivated. It may be the way you dress, always in a pretty dress, which contrasts with your beautiful skin, or maybe the way you walk, talk...he is just down bad.

After you got closer, Ciel let you be more clingy, but when he needs space, you need to respect that, or he will have Sebastian take you away (carefully to not hurt you)

After some time, Ciel actually confesses, and you get engaged cuz....it is still 19th century so...

Now, you basically live there and the servants LOVE you. When Finny is doing his work in the garden, and you sit there and have a tea with Ciel, you look like a pretty painting >_< Thats what he says at least (everyone agrees tho)

When you got to know the...darker side of Ciels business, and all the stuff he does as the queens watchdog, well...you revealed your darker side too i guess

Whenever he tells you about all he did, you always say really disturbing things, and not only him, but also Sebastian loves that >_<

"Hmm *head tilt* I think you should have slowly removed his finger nails, toe nails, and then move onto the fingers...keep them alive tho....then peel off their skin and rub salt into it- ah but thats just an idea!! (*✧×✧*)"

(˘ŏ_ŏ) "what did you just say (name)?"

well!!

Once Lizzy came over for whatever reason she had, and dressed you up, telling you that you look like a doll, no! even better!

Now imagine Ciel coming from wherever he was, and seeing you, his beautiful finacé getting dressed up as a doll, while staring into the space.

However you quickly notice him and attempt to kill him- urm hug him and start talking about your day

Overally really good, has his moments but Sebastian always helps him get better so he doesnt hurt you, emotionally i mean. After all, with him by your side, nothing can happen...

Tokito Muichiro:

Being a demon slayer is never easy, but when having someone you love by your side, it seems much easier!

When he met you on one of his missions, he thought you were a demon! There was no way a human can be this pretty, and creepy at the same time.

The way you look...empty, without soul, is really weird. The way you move, almost doll like. Thats it! You're a doll!...No that isnt right...no matter

You slay the demon, and then go eat together, because food is superior.

And then again. and again. again.

Until he developed feelings for you.

He didnt really tell you, but there were signs, you unfortunately never noticed them.

When you hug him, he blushes, and when you talk and yap about your day, he makes sure to keep every detail in mind, so he can write it up later.

He has a WHOLE NOTEBOOK dedicated to facts about you, so he doesnt forget.

His favourite part of his notebook are your quotes.

"Hey...Mui...after we kill Muzan, lets live a quiet life, together, okay?"

*to a demon* "if i didnt need to cut your head quickly, i would torture you, slowly, painfully...and then, id leave you exposed to the sun...so you can have a taste of what normal humans see. And then we will go to eat, right Mui?"

"Muii! This dango matches your eyes! LOOK LOOK!"

Down bad.

(i dont rlly remember this 100% cuz i read it some time ago, srry about that) When the last mission came, and you were fighting in the Infinity Castle, you didnt see himget hurt so bad, however, on command, you were directed to the chamber. You saw a horrific scene, what most concerned you however, was bleeding Muichiro. On the floor. Hurt.

You run up to him and take him in your arms, then start crying, and succesfully breaking your doll look.

"(Name)...please...I- i love you"

Killua Zoldyck:

Okay sooo, you two met at the Hunter Exam, in the first phase lets say

Somehow, you caught his interest, not only you are absolutely gorgeous, but youre also drinking Tonpas juice?! No ordinary girl.

He would observe you during the first phase, seeing the elegant way you run, barely tired...and then, Gon would befriend you, and then Killua! so you would be friends >_< (thank you Gon ily)

You would stick by the main group as in any average killua x reader fanfictions >_<

In the third phase, when it was your turn to fight, it took a real turn.

First, Killua wanted to go fight the big, dangerous looking guy instead of you, but when you refused, he hoped you have some tricks up your sleeve.

"Oh That must be a joke, they sent a little girl against me!" the man would say "how about a death match then?"

uh oh-

"hm...i would love that, but if i were to kill you, i dont think i could stop myself from torturing you, but that would take time, and we've been here for some time...hmmm whatever....I accept!" Ready, set, go! *and he is dead*

Kill is down bad now. What was that?! there was no blood at al, no scream, nothing. Just a loud thud. were you also an assassin?

Who knows.

After that, he knows not to mess with you, and not worry...and also, have you seen how you looked?! Great heavens...

So after a lot of bonding (over choco-robots) you were close...and he liked you, especially after you said his mom is probably a robot becuse WHAT.

You talk shit about his family.

Idk probably confesses before you go to the castle wher Meruem was yk? And brushes it off, i mean, there are worse things happening...

After all the blood shed and pain, and suffering, you meet him and Alluka (my babyyy)

Alluka would 100% love you!! So everything is good...sort of...right? RIGHT? Wrong, his mom doesnt like you but who cares about herrr...

Gon is your biggest shipper :3

( ⓛ ω ⓛ *) - u have choco robots :3?

[vikkirosko]

Can I ask Ciel, Alois, Sebastian, Claude, Ash Landers and Charles Grey with a child reader ?

Reader is the granddaughter of the Queen of England and the next in line to rule England. She's just a little 5 years old girl, but she's the brightest ray of sunshine in this world.

She's a nice child and wants to help her people. She is very close to the people, and isn't scared to go in the poorest part of London (but protected by Charles Grey and Ash) to give charity.

Ash is her butler and for him, reader is the purest soul in existence. He's just mad that reader loves to go to the Phantohive and Trancy mansion...

Thanks !

Platonic headcanons The Queen's granddaughter

♟️ Ciel Phantomhive x kid fem!Reader 👁

Ciel has always followed the Queen's orders. He was a real watchdog who took his job seriously, but of all the royal family, you were the only one who came to him personally. You were the Queen's favorite granddaughter and heir to the throne. Even if you came without an invitation, he could not refuse you, especially since if you came, you always came on business

You wanted to help your people and therefore came to him to help arrange events for the poor. He didn't understand why you always did it yourself and why you were even interested in it, because you were only five years old, but you really took what you were doing very seriously. You sincerely wanted to help people, and maybe that's why ordinary people loved you so much and hoped that you would really become their queen

Every time you prepared events together, you took full part in both the preparation and the event itself. Ciel saw how sincerely you smiled and how you really tried to help not only with words, but also with deeds. You never gave him orders, you didn't take advantage of your position, but you could ask him for anything, and usually earl complied with your requests

Ciel understood that the older you get, the more you will try to do for the people and the country. Perhaps when you get older, under your leadership, England could flourish in a way it has never flourished in all of history

😈 Sebastian Michaelis x kid fem!Reader 🐈‍⬛

Sebastian met you when you arrived at Ciel's. He knew that you were the queen's granddaughter and an important guest at the manor. He always prepared various treats for your arrival, and to his surprise, you always thanked him for it. He had seen many aristocrats, but you seemed to be one of the few who really sincerely thanked not only the owner of the manor, but also the servants for their work

Sometimes you brought small gifts for the servants, including Sebastian. He was surprised by this, but the more often you saw each other, the more he was convinced that your soul was bright and pure. For demons, such a soul was a tasty morsel, and under other circumstances, he would not have been willing to get this piece for himself, but now he had another goal. But that didn't mean that he would miss the opportunity to annoy the angel who was constantly by your side

Sebastian remained polite and courteous to you. He continued to play his role as the perfect butler, watching you try to help people. You were like the princesses from fairy tales, kind, innocent, eager to help the suffering. It seemed funny to him and he was sure that you would continue to keep your soul as pure

Maybe someday, he'll be able to see what kind of princess you'll grow up to be. But for now, you remained a child who tried her best to help her people. For Sebastian, your actions were something naive, but he wasn't going to tell you about it. He continued to watch you change and interact with Ciel, knowing that it could be beneficial

🗡 Charles Grey x kid fem!Reader 🍧

Charles has always done his job well. The Queen entrusted him with important matters, so the fact that she assigned him to be your protector did not cause much surprise. You were the queen's granddaughter and next in line to the throne, but at the same time you were just a five-year-old girl who needed protection. That's why Charles accompanied you every time you left the palace

You often visited the parts of London where the poor lived, and each time Charles accompanied you. He made sure that no one hurt you, because someone could try to take advantage of you and your kindness. You really tried very hard to help your people, and when you returned, you always took Charles to the pastry shops to thank him for once again keeping you company

Charles looked out for you and could take you to places Ash would never let you go. Charles knew that you had different positions in society and when you were with someone, he always behaved politely to you, but in a more relaxed environment, he became more relaxed and looked after you like an older brother who allowed you to be just a child, even if he knew that if Ash found out about it Charles would have been reprimanded

Charles remained a loyal knight to you no matter what. He protected you and accompanied you, no matter where you needed to go. You were a sweet and innocent princess, and Charles was your knight who was ready to protect you even when you became queen, taking your grandmother's place

🕷 Alois Trancy x kid fem!Reader 🌹

Alois has seen a lot of bad things in his life. People were cruel to him, and when he even had the illusion of power, he began to use it. When he met you, he was sure that you, who had a golden spoon in your hand since birth, would be the same as the others. You were the queen's granddaughter, and he wouldn't be surprised if you were arrogant even though you were only five years old. But he was genuinely perplexed when you turned out to be completely different from what he thought

You were kind and caring towards ordinary people, and for some reason you were kind to him too. Alois could act like a moody child with you, but you were still kind to him. You offered him to participate in charity events that you organized to help people, but he refused. But he liked the fact that you took care of him too

He saw perfectly well that despite the fact that you were friendly towards him, Ash, your grandmother's butler, who accompanied you, was clearly against you communicating. It was as if he knew the whole truth about his past, but he was trying to find a way to convince you that Alois was not worthy to communicate with you. It made him angry, but the fact that you were talking to him anyway calmed him down

More and more often it seemed to him that he was beginning to believe in goodness. You gave him a piece of your light, healed him with your kindness, and although Alois would never admit it, he even liked it. It wasn't often that he met people who would be so genuinely friendly to him, and he didn't want to lose you

👿 Claude Faustus x kid fem!Reader 👓

From the first look at you, Claude realized that you had an innocent, pure soul, one of the brightest souls he had ever seen. You came to visit Alois, but you always paid attention to the servants, which only allowed Claude to be more convinced of his rightness. He just couldn't afford to miss a soul like yours, but it would seem that absolutely everything was against his purpose

Every time you came to Alois, your escort, Ash, came with you, who tried his best to shorten your time there, and when Claude appeared in his field of vision, Ash tried his best to protect you from him. It was as if he knew who Claude really was and protected your soul from his attempts to get close. It made Claude angry, but he couldn't openly speak out against Ash

Despite the fact that Ash tried to prevent you from communicating with Claude, you still communicated with him. You didn't care that he was a butler and you were a princess. You didn't divide people into servants and aristocrats, striving to help everyone, which is what Claude used. But another advantage for him was that under your influence, his master's soul became brighter, gradually changing

Claude intended to try to get your soul while he had the chance. Perhaps if you were older, it would be easier to do this, but your soul will no longer be the same as it is now. That's why he wasn't going to postpone his goal for later, even if Ash was going to interfere with him further

🪽 Ash Landers x kid fem!Reader 🗡

From the very first day of your acquaintance, Ash realized that he was obliged to protect you. You were the brightest and most innocent soul he had ever met, and that you were worthy of salvation. The fact that the Queen entrusted him with taking care of you only simplified his mission. You were the queen's favorite granddaughter and the next in line to the throne, but you were still a child, so he just had to make sure that nothing would blacken your innocent soul

You often traveled to poor areas of London and to small villages where you helped people with food and money. He was pleased that you did it, but he always made sure that none of the sinners hurt you. However, there was something that he absolutely did not like. He didn't like the fact that you often visited Ciel Phantomhive and Alois Trancy. Ash was sure that their company was a bad influence on you and that you should not see them, because your soul could suffer because of this

Angel tried many times to convince you that two counts were not the best company for you, but you were determined. He understood that in your eyes they did not pose a threat, so he took it upon himself to protect you, especially from demons, for whom your soul was like a tasty morsel. Ash just couldn't let the demons get you

Every day it seemed to you that Ash was taking care of you more and more. You didn't pay attention to it, being sure that it was your grandmother's request. You didn't even realize that he wanted to protect you from everything that could blacken your soul. You were a princess who was worthy of ruling New England, and he intended to make sure that was the case

[savi0rr]

stomach bug

Ciel Phantomhive x Fem! Reader

a/n: guess who’s going to a Mitski concert

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You coughed loudly into your arm, letting out a small groan as you lay back down on your back. You sighed, sweat dripping down your forehead. Your throat was itchy and sore. There was a soft knock before the door cracked open. “Are you awake?” Ciel’s voice rang out through out your bedroom. Your eyes traveled over to the sound of his voice, and a small smile formed on your face. “Didn't I tell you—” Then you were interrupted by a nasty cough. You quickly turned away from him, covering your mouth. A small whimper leaves your lips as you feel your throat burn. “…not to visit me while I'm sick.” You finish, whipping your mouth using your sleeve has you turn back to him.

Ciel’s eyebrows furrowed as he watched your moves carefully. He sighed. “I’m aware of what you had told me.” He said, crossing his arms over his chest. “But I just wanted to check on you,” Ciel muttered, glancing off to the side. You perked up, blinking slowly like a frog. “Why?” You asked, sitting up slowly in bed, the covers slowly slipping off of your body. A shiver ran down your back, feeling your fever hit.

“Sebastian has been busy all morning. And I just wanted to…get one thing on his list done.” Ciel lied through his teeth. Sebastian had checked up on you just ten minutes ago. You let out a small laugh that changed into another horrible cough. Ciel whinced. “That one sounded nasty.” He said, frowning. You nodded, rubbing your throat. “That hurts.” You muttered, softly groaning. Ciel sighed. “I’ll ask Sebastian to get you some…I don't know, like, lemons.” Ciel said, sweat dropping. He wasn't sure how to make your fever go away.

“Is there anything you need?” His voice was softer than before. He raised an eyebrow, his eye glued on your face. “No thank you..” You said, your voice was raspy. Ciel frowned, and then he nodded. “Very well then.” He said, straighening out his shirt.

“Get better soon.” Ciel said bluntly, before he turned on his heel and left the room. You blinked slowly, ready to shout back at him—only for you to hear a sneeze. “God damn it!” He yelled. You sweat drop, smiling sheepishly. “Oops..”

[catbread0]

hi can you write sebastian michaelis x reader first kiss, especially with sebastian being confused by having a crush and not understanding the feelings (or how his human body is reacting in ways he doesnt understand bc he’s an “emotionless” demon)

thank you :]

Sebastian Michaelis x Fem Reader

Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy the story! Sorry for any grammar mistakes.

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Fluff

Black Butler Masterlist

Emotions

Your young master, Ciel Phantomhive, had left to attend Weston College to uncover why students have gone missing. With that, you were left behind due to the school being an all-boys public school, meaning while Sebastian was gone, you were now in charge of making sure the Manor wouldn't become rubble due to your three other colleagues. There were a few close calls, but you would manage to salvage it by the end of the day.

It was the second of June, and you heard knocks from the front door. It was the postman. He had given you a letter meant for you. It was from Sebastian. He had given you the task of buying some laxatives and told you to wear an elegant dress to the open ceremony that would take place tomorrow and that he would send a carriage to take you to Weston College.

You were confused about how you would be allowed into the opening ceremony due to only immediate family members being allowed to attend. It was only after the cricket tournament began that maids and butlers were able to enter. 

You decided to run the errands that Sebastian assigned you, buying laxatives, an elegant dress that flatters your looks but was also a shade of blue to represent your young master, and a few pieces of jewelry that go well with your dress.

Once you returned, you went immediately to the maid's headquarters and put your dress on a mannequin so it didn't get wrinkles. Mey-Rin had entered the room since you shared it, wanting to ask for help but was shocked to see the dress. 

“(Y/n) are you planning on going somewhere tomorrow?” she asked with a curious tone. 

You nodded and explained that Sebastian had sent a letter telling you that you would be attending the opening ceremony tomorrow. Mey-Rin was excited for you and offered to help you with your hair tomorrow. You, of course, accepted her kind gesture before helping around the Manor again,

It was now the third of June, the day of the open ceremony, and it was nearing dark. You were getting ready, Mey-Rin had helped you put on your corset and dress, and she was doing a few more touches to your hair. You made sure you had everything, including the laxatives that Sebastian asked you to buy. Baldroy, Finnian, and Mey-Rin promised you that they wouldn't make a mess in the Manor while you were gone, and with that, you get into the carriage that will take you to Weston College.

You’ve arrived at the Weston College campus, and you went to where the ceremony was being held. You waited in line until it was your turn to be checked if you were allowed to enter.

“What’s your name ma’am?”

“(Y/n) (L/n)”

The man checked the clipboard and allowed you to enter. As you entered, you were looking around the entire room. It was your first time setting foot and being able to see the opening ceremony for yourself. 

You felt a tap on your shoulder and jumped a bit from the sudden contact. You looked to see who it was, and it was Sebastian with that smirk on his face.

“It’s wonderful to see you again (Y/n), I must say that dress enhances your beauty.”

You were about to reply when you realized the young master was nowhere to be seen. “Where is the young master?”

That's when you heard someone clear their throat, it was Master Agares, and he had begun his speech, and soon the houses revealed their chosen athletes. 

After Green Lion House, Scarlet Fox House, and Violet Wolf House showed their athletes, you saw white birds flying above, and that's when Sapphire Owl House entered, and you saw your young master. You couldn't help but giggle a little when you saw your young master's uneasy face.

After Master Agares finished his speech and tripped on a few stairs, everyone was lively talking to one another. You were about to walk over to your young master but it seemed as if he was surrounded by so many people in one place. You saw that Sebastian was about to walk away when a strong grip on his shoulder stopped him. It was Lady Scotney. She scolded Sebastian for his haircut choice for an educator. 

Elizabeth soon noticed both you and Sebastian and gasped. Soon, her father and older brother also noticed. However, they didn't recognize it was Sebastian or you and asked if you both were acquainted with Lady Scotney. Thankfully, Elizabeth whispered to them the situation. 

However, due to Elizabeth's gasp earlier, it caught a few people's attention, and some of them included the House Prefects. Curiosity had gotten the better of them, and they went to where you were all gathered.

“Master Michaelis, may I ask, but who is this maiden?” The prefect of the Scarlet Fox House asked.

You never asked, but if only immediate family could enter, then how were you able to enter? Sebastian chuckled before answering, “She's my lovely wife.”

You could see the shocked faces of the students, including Ciel. You three knew it was a lie, but at least now you know how you gain access to enter. 

A few other students overheard and started asking questions.

“How long have you been married?”  

“Why have you never worn your wedding ring?”

“Why are you both not wearing your wedding rings?”

The more the curiosity got the students, the more they started asking questions about your ‘marriage’. It wasn't looking good for you and Sebastian, as they kept asking the more suspicious they were getting. This could ruin the young master's mission if they were to find out. As you were about to answer the student’s questions, you felt a hand wrap around your waist and a lip press against yours. 

You see, it's Sebastian who’s kissing you, and you both separate.

“If you don't believe that she is my wife, you may take that as proof, but believe me when I say she is more than I could ever ask for in a wife.”

After some time, the ceremony dead down, you give Sebastian the laxatives, and you leave in the carriage to bring you back to the Manor.

After you left, Sebastian hid the laxatives inside his cloak and returned to his office on campus. While preparing everything for tomorrow, he felt an emotion of… absence? Sebastian was confused by this. He was a demon, and he shouldn’t feel emotions, especially for a human. 

During the cricket tournament, he would sneak glances at you while you sat with the rest of the servants. After he and the young master figured out the reason for the student’s disappearances, they returned to the Manor and felt a bit joyful that he could see you again.

While you were at the Funtom Company Perfume store, you loved the scent of the new Lily of the Valley perfume, Sebastian saw this and decided to buy the perfume for you. He couldn’t help but have a genuine smile when you started thanking him and when you looked so happy at the perfume.

Maybe feeling these ‘human emotions’ isn't so bad after all.

~Lilly's

[chatterbox-73]

Kinktober 2024.

Day 27 - With pleasure.

Sebastian Michaelis x fem!Reader

This story is a smut story for Kinktober, I’ll be writing more characters x reader one shots for Kinktober and if you want to see a character please let me know...

You must be 18 years or older to read this...

🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞

Summary: there’s information you have and so Ciel gives his Demon butler permission to get the information needed at any means necessary.

Word count: 1.3k

CW: NSFW and adult content, noble!reader, unprotected sex, oral (f!receiving), fingering, belly bulge, slight size difference, biting, blood, mention of doggie style, missionary, riding, slight master/servant dynamic.

“Thank you for the meal lord Phantomhive, but I should really be retiring to bed now” you hummed and placed your napkins on the table, the young boy nodded and then signalled for his butler, “take the young lady to her room, make sure she’s comfortable” he demanded and you almost wanted to protest but you noticed the looked the two shared, this made you want to see where this was going, what they were planning.

You walked beside the tall man in silence before he stopped at a door, “this is your room my lady, allow me to help you ready for bed” Sebastian offered and you looked at him as if he had sprouted another head, “are you mad! You a servant asked to accompany a noble woman into her room” you scolded and turned quickly, you entered the room swiftly though before you could close the door the man forced himself in the doorway, “what is the meaning of this? You must return to your master at once” you demanded however the butler only stepped forward into the room and closed the door behind him.

“My master has given me permission to be here, I’m sure you’ll find my company most pleasant my lady” Sebastian smiled and walked over to you before slowly reaching for your cheek, you shifted slightly and looked over at the door before pulling away from the man, you walked over to the bed and sat down, “so then what’s your price?” You asked and Sebastian’s smile deepened before he walked over to the bed and knelt before you, “you, my dear lady will only have to pay me with secrets” he hummed and grabbed one of your legs before he began removing your shoe, then moving to the next.

Sebastian made quick work of your clothes and soon enough you were left in your shift, laying on the bed with the butler standing at the end of the bed watching your body, “I must admit you have quite lovely assets my lady” he chuckled and began removing his blazer and vest before rolling up his sleeve, Sebastian climbed into the bed and leaned over you before his gloved hands ran up your legs to your most private part where little to few men have ever ventured, you hummed as the softness of his gloved fingers rubbed light circles over your clit, “so you were a whore before your were a butler?” You chuckled and the man also chuckled before leaning down and lifting you shift up over your hips, then leaning in and licking over your wet folds, “no my lady, I was no whore, though I’m well experienced in pleasing men and women alike” he hummed and you smiled before moaning and running your fingers into his soft black hair, “I see you’re one of those types” you watched as he mouth and tongue worked over your folds and bud, “I’m simply one hell of a butler, my lady” he chuckled and buried his face between your plush thighs, while pressing his gloved fingers into your eager open.

You moaned loudly at Sebastian worked a third finger into you as he ravaged you with his tongue and lips, however just as you reached completion he pulled back suddenly and moved over you fully, “tell me all your uncle’s trade partners” he hummed and you instantly began listing out names, once he was satisfied he began working his fingers back into you, however this time he also began unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants, he released his semi hard length and began pumping it slowly, “now my lady, are you brave enough to take me inside you, or shell I finally finish you off on my fingers” he smiled and began seductively curling his fingers into you, you moaned and looked down as his large dangling cock simply hanging comfortably between his legs, you shuddered at the thought of taking in, maybe even grinding on the handsome butler all while his monstrous cock was nestled inside you, or perhaps having the man bending you over on all fours and thrusting slowly into you as he slapped your ass, though the last one just fell so right.

You open your legs and lifted them up and over his shoulders, “I want that thing inside me, don’t bother taking it easy on me” you moaned feeling his fingers slowly pulling out of you before he roughly thrusted his solid length into you, “so bold… I like that” he smiled and you gasped at the fullness however the butler gave you no time to adjust before he began thrusting in and out of you, his entire length would completely disappear inside you, his tip bulging in your lower belly before he’d pull out almost completely, he’d continue this in a rapid speed causing you to grab his shoulder with one hand, while the other reaching up and rested on the headboard in hopes it’d stop you from moving up.

“My lady, you’re so sweet… your smell, your feel, and especially your taste…” Sebastian hummed in your ear as he licked his lips and moved into your neck, his teeth grazing over your skin, “so taste, I’d eat you completely” he chuckled and you moaned, not understanding the real meaning behind his words, his hips continued their quick, rough pace as he wrapped his arms around you and lifted you up into his lap, your legs and arms wrapped around him and your head hung back as you took everything he gave you.

Hours, it had been hours since you both started and now you were sat atop Sebastian, grinding on his cock, your hands ran up into your hair as you body winded and rolled above him, the butler had undone his shirt by this point and discarded his soiled gloves, he’s hands held your hips and he watched you intensely, “you look so delicious” he hummed and you giggled before you began bouncing on him, “what part looks the most delicious?” You asked through a moan and he chuckled, “I wouldn’t lived a single drop of you left” he smiled and leant up before biting your breast, you moaned loudly now certainly the entire manner could hear what was happening, “Sebastian, I’m going to release again… will you join me?” You cried as your cunt squeezed around him, he chuckled with the skin of your breast still between his teeth, he released your flesh droplets of your blood staining his teeth before his licked them clean, “with pleasure, my lady” he smiled, eyes narrowing into slits, before he groaned while your moaned and cried, you released before feeling Sebastian pull himself from you and suddenly release all over your swollen and abused entrance.

You sat on the edge of the bed as the butler wiped your body clean, he was knelt before you and slowly wiped the damp rag over your cunt, “do you believe you were paid justly for your services butler?” You asked remember at the information he got out of you, he nodded but paused for a moment and looked at the bite mark on your breast before he leant up and bit down hard on your other breast, now drawing blood, you yelped and he laughed as he licked up all the droplets of blood, “now you have payed for me services” he smiled and you rolled your eyes before placing your foot on his shoulder and pulling him back, opening your legs while, “if a small bite is all it takes, you wanna eat me so bad then get eating” you hummed spreading your lips apart, he grinned and sharp tooth grin as his eyes flashed a quick red before he leant in.

“With pleasure” Sebastian smirked, you were yet to figure out the beast you had let into your bed.

Kinktober Masterlist

Day 26 - Keishin Ukai: Toys.

Day 28 - Eijiro Kirishima: A Hero’s ‘Actress’.

[stitched-mouth-vs-the-world]

Edge You To Death

Pairing: Undertaker x AFAB! Reader or Undertaker x Fem! Reader.

Summary: Undertaker loves ruining your orgasms.

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, Casual sex, Undertaker and Reader have a weird ‘situationship’, Age gap relationship, Mention of pedophila (not in reference to Undertaker! UT is not a pedo!), Reader is unaware Undertaker is a reaper or of what he does for Ciel, Reader has MY personal thoughts on pedophila (I don’t think they are controversial but just in case you don’t wanna here it skip the introduction), Oral sex (fem receiving), Edging, Daddy kink.

Writing Time: 1 hour.

Word Count: 1,317.

Format: Kinktober Fic, Day 20.

A/N:

I kinda forgot wtf I was doing here.

Most of my Kinktober works were written well in advance, but this wasn’t one of them. I wrote this 2 days before it was due. My requests are pilling up but I should start prioritising these now. I doubt I’ve gotten that Matthew Patel request done yet, I planned to do that when I got the requester’s first message about it, sent the same day I got the request, but not anymore. Sounds a lot like a request got ages ago on my previous account but deleted when I started feeling harassed by the requester. This is more for the Matthew Patel requester than anyone else but yeah… don’t harass people about requests especially if it hasn’t been that long since you sent it. Everyone, harass me over a request and I’ll just delete it. You can send one reminder after a week and that’s it. Anymore and I delete. I usually have requests done in a week or two and those kinds of messages just destroy my motivation.

Anyway! Please enjoy this Undertaker smut.

Here are my other Kinktober 2023 works.

—-///—-

You had been feeling dam good since you started sleeping with the Undertaker.

You had new relationship jitters, even if it wasn’t really a relationship. He was what you had fantasied about for years. An older gentleman who was kind and treated you like a Queen, but also open about wanting to ravishing you. With his age also came along a lot of life and sexual experience, a lot more than you had. He never mocked you for knowing less than him, he was just happy you wanted to know and happily taught you a lot.

Whilst age gap relationships have always been common and considered normal prior to the Victorian era, it was slowly becoming distasteful. Something many were unhappy with but also many other who were happy. Undertaker, years ago, would have been in favour this but with you now… he was in the middle and uncomfortable with it. Surely you and his relationship was ok because you was definitely an adult.

You were pretty set in stone on the matter. To you, age gap relationships were bad, unless it was you. You were a young woman who would never say no to an older man, even when you was a girl. You knew your exes were absolutely pedos, but you didn’t care as long as it was just you they were after. And no you didn’t consider yourself a victim.

You didn’t think of Undertaker in the same way though. You was an adult when you met him therefore wasn’t bad for perusing you. Well, you perused him but it didn’t matter.

Right know you was doing some dusting in the front of Undertaker’s shop, he was in the back. The first thing you took notice of when you first met your lover… was how nasty his shop is. It’s always covered in dirt and stinked of death. Obviously it would smell of death, it’s a funeral home, but the dirt was unnecessary and you was surprised that Undertaker had tried to do something about the smell. You figured he’s probably gotten used to it now and gone nose blind.

Once you had cleaned to a satisfying amount, you heard the bell go. You looked up and saw the familiar Earl Phantomhive and his butler. The young boy always looked so dam miserable, it depressed you. You didn’t like interacting with either of them and they never seemed to want your help, so you called your bedmate.

Undertaker came into the room, happy to deal with the Phantomhive and his butler. You was aware the two engaged in a different kind of business than coffins or funeral services, but it was none of your business what their business was. So you wasn’t going to ask…

Instead you headed out of the room and upstairs to bed, it was late and you knew Undertaker would join you after he was done with his ‘business’.

—-///—-

“Sort out the Earl?” You asked.

“Yes, Dear.” Undertaker smiled as he climbed into his bed, next you.

You sat up immediately and glared at him, “How many times have I told you Undie?! No sleeping in your day clothes!”

He laughed as you pushed him out of his own bed. Yeah, Undertaker had a bad habit of sleeping in his day clothes. He didn’t own PJs until you came into his life, nearly a year ago now.

“Ok! Ok!” Undertaker walked over to his drawers to fish out his sleepwear.

Once he did, he placed them on the end of the bed and looked down at you. You gave him a small smile, suddenly remembering this was his home and his bed and who are you say anything about how he sleeps? After all, you’re not even dating.

Undertaker grinned widely at you and slowly started removing his cloak. Ah, he was trying to indicate something.

He slowly stripped completely in front of you before getting back on the bed and crawling onto you. You kissed his lip gently and took hold of his arms, but Undertaker shook your hold off his arms and grabbed your face to pull you even closer to him, deeping your kiss. He quickly slipped his tongue into your mouth, desperate for a makeout session.

You moaned in between the kisses, you were started to feel a growing sensation in between your legs. If not dealt with quickly, it would become uncomfortable. Luckily for you, Undertaker could sense your arousal and was more than willing to help.

He let go of your lips and before you could even whine or complain, he was pulling the duvet and sleep shorts down and licking your lower regions. You made your hands comfortable, pulling on the pillow under your head and proped up your legs and planted your feet into the bed.

Undertaker ate you out like a mad mad. Sucking, licking, spitting and groaning like crazy. Your pussy and it’s sweet smell made him act unusual, way less calm and in control than usual. This was something you was proud of. You had the power (or pussy) to make Undertaker lose all composure.

You started to feel less prideful about your achievement as you started to feel yourself losing to Undertaker’s tongue. Your whimpered had become cries and moans, you begged him for release but you should of known better. It would be a long while before you got that.

Undertaker grinned evily against your cunt then looked up you, just go get a glimpse of your flustered expression. Having wait himself for release was a sacrifice he was willing to make if he got to see you cry and beg him for climax. He absolutely got a weird power trip from it.

“Oh please… oh please Daddy, I need to cum now!”

“Nu uh uh! You don’t get to cum until I say so, Dearie!”

You were still staring up at the ceiling and unable to look down, but you didn’t need to look down to know Undertaker was wearing his usual evil wicked grin. He always had that look when he was planning to edge you to death.

[natsuki208]

Now I know I don’t normally do character x reader fics since I find them weird, but hear me out on this…

Dadbastian and reader taking care of baby Ciel, inspired by ‘Welcome to the Phantomhives’.

[my-anime-garden]

Boxed cats

Main characters :

Ciel

Alois

Sebastian

Claude

Undertaker

Grell

Love interest

Undertaker

Description:

A college girl going home after a stressful week of school decides to take a short cut and stumbles across a box and takes it home after peeking her curiosity “Oh damn there’s 6 of ya’ll”

Chapters

Chapter 1 : the box

Chapter 2 : what the hell

Chapter 3 : permanent guest

Chapter 4 : naming?

Chapter 5 : introduction

Chapter 6 : catnip

Chapter 7 : cleaning

Chapter 8 : Bare

Chapter 9 : No not there!

Chapter 10 : shopping

[dilfhos]

WALKING ON GLASS.

#!WHO; SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS x fem!reader

#!CC: power play, o.sex (receiving), implications of demonic entities

NETWORKS @angelshub @bitchcraftinc @planetonet

The sound of dishes smashing against the floors was deafening as it carried throughout the manor. The splintering shatter of an expensive set caused the three three other house aids to grimace. In the upper room of Ciel Phantomhive, his eyes closed and he sighed, for regret was starting to cloud his mind in hiring you— the new maid. The help to what he’d already deemed, ‘A full house.’

Sebastian bowed gracefully, his head cocked slightly as he smiled.

“I will see to it that the mess will be cleaned young master.”

“Make sure that you do. I have very little patience left.” Phantomhive waved off. Sebastian then walked out shutting the door behind him with a soft click. He pulled at his pristine gloves as he walked down the hallways, a devilish grin splitting his face.

When he’d arrived at the kitchen door he’d picked up on quips of complaints from you and Mei-Ren.

“I’m going to be done for sure this time...” You whined, brushing glass pieces onto a dustpan.

“I’m sure you won’t. The young master is lenient. During my recent years I was such a klutz and Sebastian had to—”

The butler opened the door and the conversation halted with unease in the air. Mei-Ren stood nervously and you kept your head low as your fingers trembled to pick up the rest of the glass. The heat of eyes boring into the side of your head didn’t go unnoticed as they clinked softly together in the pile.

“You may go. I shall handle this.” Sebastian’s velvety voice remained low, his eyes glued on your crouched form. Mei-Ren gave a reassuring glance towards you and bowed quickly. After the haste retreating footsteps, the room was quiet except for the soft sound of tinkling glass shards.

“Stand please,” Sebastian hummed, his red eyes trailing your straned movements; your chest rose and fell slightly and he could hear the quickening tapping of your beating heart. Your eyes looked everywhere but at him, which he found a bit rude but another lesson to be made at a later date.

You clasped your hands in front of your body, ready to endure whatever verbal penalty was sure to be made. This wasn’t your first offense.

Countless of glassware had been destroyed by your hand, not to mention the mistakes you’ve made since you were hired by the young master. From nearly burning down the manor due to attempted meals, to using the wrong chemicals in the garden. All resulting in Sebastian’s stern dispraises. Phantomhive pegged you to be just as bad as his other servants put together.

Sebastian began to snake towards you, his movements precise and elegant. With ease, he’s stepped through the shards of remaining glass, not even trailing it behind him. As he got closer, you subconsciously shrunk back until you hit the far wall with a small gasp.

Sabastian brought his hand to his mouth, swiftly biting the fingertip of his glove and pulling it off, all the while his gaze never left yours. Leaving the glove on his left hand, he pressed both palms against the wall on either side of your head, effectively caging you in. He picked out the accelerated beating in your chest as his face lowered towards yours.

Sebastian was never going to admit this to any mortal, but he a part of him was looking forward to another slip up from you. Ever since the young lord hired you, your entire essence intrigued him. On more accounts than one, the need for self restraint became nearly intangible whenever you were around. He knew humans were creatures who could not reject temptation. Never had he thought he’d be acting just like them.

His eyes held a dark glint in them as his lips stretched into a grin.

“That set was a favorite of the young lord,”

“I’m sorry! I slipped and I really tried to catch my fall, but I only ended up making things worse.”

“Yes, the ordeal is quite unfortunate,” He continued. “The entire glass set was a precious family heirloom.” The demon lied, which was proven to be effective given the horror stricken look on your face. You were on the verge of tears and your lips parted to let out a soft sigh.

Sebastian brought a finger under your chin, pulling your head up in his direction. For the first time, you were made to look into his piercing eyes and you gulped.

“I’m sure I can come up with a reason for the destruction of the valuables.” His eyes shone mischievously and a second later, it hit you. And he knew that you were not going to reject the offer. In return, his knee slid upwards, dragging out a gasp from you at the sudden movement and the friction against your core. He smirked and lowered his sight to the rise and fall of your chest, zeroing in on your breasts.

“Lift your uniform and turn around.” His order was low and straight to the point, sending a shiver down your spine. He stepped back, allowing you to do so and once you were facing the wall, your cheeks heated up in how vulnerable you were now before the butler. A second or so later, you felt cool air hitting your heat and you whimpered, turning your head slightly. You then felt strong hands taking hold on your hips, gripping them in a way that sent dull pain throughout your legs.

“Face the wall.”

Sebastian moved closer, licking his lips at the scent of your femininity. It was different and he was intrigued. His finger hooked through the side of your panties, pulling them taut and exposing your glistening lower lips. He leaned forward, giving you a quick and experimental lick, causing you to release a not-so-quiet cry.

“I would strongly suggest keeping your voice down, yes? We wouldn’t want an audience.” He chuckled before returning his mouth to your pussy. You quickly clenched your uniform dress in one hand as the other covered your mouth, muffling your moans in your gloved hand.

His tongue flattened against you, teasing your clit before trailing back until it disappeared inside of you, writhing and thrusting against your gummy walls. Your body was growing flush as he worked his mouth against you, drawing more and more of your slick.

Sebastian’s movements started off as sensual and graceful, much like his surface personality. But each second his senses spent engulfed in your heat ignited something primal in him. His refined technique was abandoned and replaced with one less coordinated but more enthusiastic nonetheless.

Subconsciously, his fingers dug deeper into your hips releasing more added pleasure than pain. Obscene wet noises arose, synchronizing with your low moans. A hand left your hip to push past your folds and curled upwards, effectively sending a shock through your body resulting in a cry this time.

Sebastian hummed, taking the action into memory and his ministrations seemingly went lazy. At this point, it wouldn’t take much more for you to come and he knew this, doing it again.

His face pushed deeper against you, his tongue nudging your clit and at the same time curling his finger and this is what sent you over the edge.

The noise that escaped wasn’t suppressed behind your palm this time. Your thighs quivered as you calmed down, whimpering as the butler gave you a final few laps before standing. Now more than before, you wanted to feel him, see him, touch him as he ravaged you with what he had to offer.

Turning around slightly, you caught a glimpse of darkness, the air around you suddenly cold. Murkiness surrounded you, as you only caught a flash of his twisted face in a snarl—a stark contrast to his typical refined features. A shiver ran down your spine, his grip returning but tighter than the last.

“You still refuse to listen.” His breath was ticking your ear, tone menacing but the same velvet that compelled your limbs to relax.

Before you could come up with some half thought out apology, he sheathed his dick into you, grunting softly when he was flush against your ass. Not knowing when he had the time to release himself, you keened at the sudden intrusion as you shifted and tightened around him.

He sighed, strumming his fingers on your hips before pulling out and pushing into you firmly. His movements formed a rhythm as you were rocked against the wall. By now, your hand had fallen from your mouth and was instead placed on the surface in front of you. Movements increasing in speed as well as forcefulness, moans poured from you, wafting through the kitchen and you could only hope that’s where they’ll remain.

Sebastian grunted before yanking your hands behind you, wrists gripped under his one hand with precision at the small of your back. He’s reverted to fucking you with reckless abandon, his own breathing just barely ragged.

You, however were a mess, your vision blurred with wetness, voice producing a low mantra of the butler’s name as a desired pressure began to build up within you. Over and over, his thrusts hit that sweet spot within you that pushed you closer and closer to that moment of bliss.

“What do you think of this lesson?” It was a strange question, at the even most strangest time. It barely processed in your ears and you’re only half inclined to answer in the state you’re in. However, his hand reaches to tilt your head back, face ethereally perfect as golden pools stare into your soul.

“Hnn..?” You couldn’t think, much less articulate any response he was looking but that was alright. He just wanted to drink in the gloss in your eyes as your mouth moves, no words escaping. Your cunt pulsated around him, each stroke drawing more and more of your essence from your body. Perhaps, he thought, it would be wrong to indulge in a bit of the human soul. Not when you were so vulnerable and pliant under his mere gaze. You didn’t see him now. You didn’t see what he’d become again, as the only thing you that surrounded you was the grip of the cold and your cunt being stretched out.

Only when he released you with a low chuckle did the static disipitate and the pressure snaps, his hand quick to hold your cries.

Delicious aftershocks took hold of you, controlling your convulsions as you clenched repeatedly around Sebastian’s cock. You couldn’t see the subtle twist of his features as he approached euphoria as well, his grip icy as he held you against the wall. Following suit soon after, his hot come spilled into you in copious amounts, filling you until it trickled down your thighs.

He pulled out and your legs buckled slightly beneath you before he chuckled and you were spun around.

“Hey now,”

Sebastian was altogether neat. His uniform remained as immaculate as they were when he walked in, white gloves on and pristine. His face retained its usual fair skinned complexion, void of sweat or any indication of vigorous activity.

Meanwhile, you knew you looked a complete mess if it wasn’t obvious. Sebastian cocked his head and smiled warmly, a bright expression that contrasted the devil in his eye.

“Despite how pleasurable this lesson has been, I implore you to exercise caution and heighten your awareness. The young master would not appreciate any more recklessness from you and neither will I.” As he spoke his teeth gleamed only adding to the weight of his words engraved in your mind.

Still you straightened, your hands clasping tightly over your uniform as you nodded curtly.

“Yes Sebastian!”

After that encounter in the kitchen, your mistakes and slip-ups had been reduced to very little occurrences to absolutely none.

“See I knew you’d get the hang of things!” Mei-Ren beamed.

“Maybe I’ll let you cook something small again. Seeing how much you improved and all.” Baldroy had praised, fanning a smoking pot.

Each of the house aids were ultimately pleased you were doing better than you had been before.

Even Phantomhive seemed content, but not at all surprised knowing Sebastian had a hand in it. The butler was delighted as well, rewarding your improvements with favorable pleasures every now and again.

He still needed to teach you a lesson about listening after all.

DILFOS. do not plagiarize my content— current or archival.

[mizu-chin]

Yes My Lord "Nightly Comfort"

*English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes*

The journey back to the Phantomhive mansion was silent. The incident in the forest had left everyone deep in thought. Ciel maintained his cold and determined expression, but his distant gaze betrayed the concern he felt. S/n watched the young master attentively, noticing the burden he carried.

Upon arriving at the mansion, Ciel withdrew to his room while Sebastian busied himself with his nightly duties. S/n also went to her room, longing for a moment of rest after the tense night. However, not long after, a gentle knock at the door caught her attention.

"Come in," she said softly.

The door opened, revealing Ciel in his pajamas, with an expression that mixed frustration and vulnerability.

"S/n... I... can't sleep," he admitted, his voice laden with emotional fatigue. "Can I... can I stay with you tonight?"

S/n felt a pang in her heart. Ciel rarely showed his weaknesses, and seeing him like this, so young and fragile, reminded her of how much he was still a child, despite all his responsibilities and sufferings.

"Of course, Ciel," she replied, making room on the bed for him. "Come, sit here with me."

Ciel lay down on the bed, holding the pillow protectively. S/n sat beside him, her presence providing immediate comfort. She gently stroked his hair, trying to soothe him.

"Would you like me to tell you a story?" she asked, recalling the many nights she had done the same for him, offering refuge amid the darkness.

Ciel nodded, his tired eyes shining with silent hope. "Yes, please."

S/n thought for a moment, trying to remember a story that could calm Ciel's mind. Finally, she recalled an old story someone had once told her.

"Once upon a time," she began, her voice soft and rhythmic, "there was a powerful family with a special bond with dragons. They were known as the Targaryens, and they ruled the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. But like all great families, they also faced great conflicts. One of the greatest was the civil war known as 'The Dance of the Dragons.'"

Ciel, now with his eyes closed, listened attentively, the steady rhythm of S/n's voice calming him.

"This war began after the death of King Viserys I," S/n continued. "Viserys had two children who sought the Iron Throne. Rhaenyra, his eldest daughter, and Aegon, her half-brother. Rhaenyra was the rightful heir, but Westeros had never been ruled by a queen, and many would not accept a woman on the throne."

S/n went on, detailing the fierce struggle between the two sides, the aerial battles between dragons, and the devastation that followed. She described Rhaenyra's courage and determination, and Aegon's relentless ambition, painting a vivid picture of loyalty and betrayal, bravery and despair.

As S/n told the story, Sebastian patrolled the mansion, looking for Ciel. His concern grew with each passing minute without finding the young master. Finally, following his instinct, he headed to S/n's room. Opening the door, he found Ciel lying on the bed, almost asleep, while S/n, seated beside him, continued the story.

"...and so, the war of the dragons brought destruction to Westeros," S/n concluded softly. "But it also showed the strength and determination of those who fought for what they believed was their right. Rhaenyra fought bravely, but history was not kind to her. However, her spirit remained, reminding everyone that true strength comes from within, regardless of who sits on the throne."

Ciel struggled to keep his eyes open, trying to hear the end of the story, but the comfort and security provided by S/n were irresistible. Slowly, he fell asleep, a soft sigh escaping his lips.

Sebastian watched the scene, a slight smile curling his lips. He quietly entered the room, approaching the bed.

"He was worried," S/n whispered, looking at Sebastian. "He needed some comfort."

Sebastian nodded, his gaze softening as he saw Ciel's peaceful expression. "Thank you, S/n. He needs someone like you by his side."

S/n smiled gently. "He is strong, but everyone needs someone to care for them from time to time."

Sebastian observed for a moment longer before speaking. "I'll ensure no one disturbs us tonight. Rest well, S/n."

With those words, he left the room, closing the door behind him. S/n continued to watch Ciel, feeling a mix of affection and responsibility. She knew that as long as she was by his side, she would do everything she could to protect him and provide him moments of peace, even amidst the chaos surrounding them.

With one last look at the sleeping young master, S/n extinguished the candle beside the bed, plunging the room into the tranquil darkness of the night.