#devil butler with a black cat x reader

[sweetkiitsunez]

❞ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐝 - synopsis: being breed and carrying Lord. Finely's kid

❞warning: somewhat dark content (?) + nsfw content (18+) + f!sub (afab!reader) + Dom!Finely Grosvenor + overestimation + breeding + pregnancy kink(?) + creampies + dubconish and nonconish bcs readers wants him to stop, but wants to keep going + nosebleed + aftercare + yandereish??

a/n: gaaahh!! im so hungry for aknk corn :3

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The sound of yours and Lord. Finely's skin slapping againist each other and the sound of your moans and cries echos in the empty bedroom. You could feel the moonlight shining on your skin. Finely blocks the moonlight as you could see his silhouette hovering you.

"A-Ah!! Ah! A-Ah! N-ngh!! S-Stop!! N-no more!!" You let out a loud crying moan, squirming as you toss your head on the wrinkle white bedsheets. His hands pinning both of your hands above your head as he continues to thrusts his hips against your wall.

"Ngh...! D-don't worry...! A-aAh! F-fuck... I-I'll... ngh!! Take care...! V-very good! A-ahh...! F-fuck! Ngh! Of y-you...!" Lord. Finely thrusting his hips, quite in a harsh pace while he is holding you down.

He wants something from you. He wants it badly. You underneath him, crying and moaning his name as he couldn't control his body. He couldn't control himself. You will be a perfect wife for him. He caught you caring for a lost child in the street, who got separated from their parents. You're good with kids. He wants to have kids with you. He doesn't want any nobles nor the devil butlers or angels touching you. He wants you all for himself. He wants to see your belly full, plump with his kids inside your womb.

Yes... yes... that's sounds like a good idea. He will have to breed you. He sees your teary eyes as you pleading with him to stop. Your legs are on his shoulders as he did a mating press position.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

He loves it. He loves it when you are getting overestimated. Your body is covered in sweats and fluids.

His eyes is fully foucs on you. He loves you. He loves you very much.

"Look at you... ngh! Aa-ah...! Y-you're shaking, my dear..." He moans as he smiles at you.

It's been forever. You don't remember how long that you had came. You felt dizzy, tired, and couldn't fight your consciousness. Suddenly you felt something dripping on your face as you shifts your eyes to look at him.

Finely notices your reaction as he stops thrusting as he lets go of your wrists as he wipes his nose with his finger.

Crimson red... Crimson red nosebleed dripping from his nostril. Ah, he is having a nosebleed while he is trying to breed you.

"F...Finely... are you okay...? you reached your hands to touch his face, but he gently swatted your hand away from him.

"My dear..." His cleaned hands wipes the bloodly drops off your face. You seems to worried if he is overworking himself to pleasure you. You laid there on the bed as his eyes looks at yours. He wipes his nose, but still has a blood stain on his face as he wipes it.

He kisses your forehead as his thumb creases your heated cheeks. His cock is still inside of you. "...Just look at me, dear..."

You shifts your eyes to look at him. He is hovering you as he places your hands on yours. "I'll take care of you..."

"Just relax for me, I'll make it feel good..." he whispers in a low voice. "Please... I want a baby inside you..." he begs softly.

"I want... a family with you..."

"... someone to take over the Grosvenor families..."

"Please... let me breed you... dear..."

This is the first time, that you heard him beg. He rarely beg. He sounds desperate to have a child with you. You don't really seem him a type of family guy. He is hugging your body close to him, until he lifts your face to look at him.

You could still see the crimson red blood stain on his nose when he wiped it, slowly turning into darker red, leaving him a dry blood stain.

"Please..." he begs one last time.

You just sighs. "...Fine, please take care of me..."

Finely kisses your lips as he held your hands as he harshly thrusts his hips, quite roughly. You have to admit, it feels good as the tip of his cock kisses your cervix.

You felt like your orgasms is approaching. Finely quickly pulls away from you as he is moaning while thrusting. He feels like a heated animals.

"I can't- please- I can't-" you moans as tears forming through your eyes. Your legs and thighs are shaking. The room is filled with echos of loud wet skin slapping.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"N-ngh! Aa-ah! T-That's good, d-darlin-!! N-ngh!! A-ahh...! K-keep d-doing that...! F-fuck!!" Finely groans as he grabs your thighs as he continues to shove his cock deeply in your walls.

Finely is turned on even more when he heard your cries and screams. You felt something squirting inside as Finely creams your insides as he fills you with his semen. You let out loud orgasm cries as your body is jolted like an electric shock. Your eyes and head rolls back. However, this doesn't stop Finely as he still continues to plunge your insides as you let out a scream.

"O-one more... darling... one more..." Finely panting like a wild animal in heat. He grabs one of your thighs as he toss it on his shoulder. He pulled you closer to him. You are trembling as you are tired. Your sides resting on the bed as you look horrified. This isn't the Finely that you've met in the gathering nobles party. He is like a completely different person.

"I-I need it! Aa-ah! Mmgh! Please! Darling!" Finely choked as he grins at you with his flushed cheeks and sweaty face. He seems dizzy... his blood is gushing down to his cock. He is hard... as he notices that his semen is dripping out of your hole.

No... he must keep going... it's a waste to spill his children. His head is feeling lightheaded as you notice that he is slowly grinds his cock into your hole.

He fell on top of you as you screamed for the maids and servants to take care of the Lord. Finely. His eyelids is heavy as his vision has become blurry. He could head the commotion, but your skin... is warm. He wanna hold you. He wanna touch your pregnant belly, just to feel the bump again.

Finely was awoken as he was lying on his bed with new bedsheets, changed into a nightgown, and already cleaned up. His nosebleed is gone. He smells like champagne scented as slowly sat up from his bed. His head feels wussy.

He almost forgot about you as he quickly turns to his side, just to see you lying down on the bed next to him with your eyelids closed. He brushed his fingers on your flushed cheeks. You're warm...

However, he is disappointed himself that he couldn't fill you enough for him. Maybe... next time. At least you're by his side.

He kisses your forehead as he joins you in bed as he hugs you tightly, not wanting to let you go. He couldn't stop imagining himself with his hands around your pregnant belly.

No one can have you. He only wants you for all to himself.

[sugar-glaze-donut]

Once again - Berrien x Aruji-sama (you!)

☆Gender is not specified ☆Slight spoilers from chapter 4 of aknk ☆Angst then Comfort :3 ☆My headcanon of how Aruji-sama comes to the aknk world (at the end) ☆Time skips for every section. (section 1 - 30 years ago, section 2 - A few minutes ago, section 3 - N O W)

[—➰—⏳—➰—]

Faint light trickles from the curtains as a choir of birds chirp outside.

The monochrome man’s eyes flutter open, his eyes squinting at the light as he yawns.

Rubbing his eyes and forcing himself to wake up, he stumbles towards the curtains and opens them.

Morning has come. And like always, another day has begun.

The monochrome man wakes up his two co-workers and prepares for the day.

Comb his hair, fix his tie, and tidy up his side of the room.

He is now ready to start his day.

He greets everyone he meets in the halls, some already competing their duties, some half asleep, and a few… quite literally sleepwalking.

Everything seems to be in order.

Yes… “Order”. The constant loops they all live in.

Repeated routines, same pairs of clothes, tedious chores… this is the constant loop they go through every day.

Living a somewhat immortal life may sound exciting, but it is a tiring and torturous experience.

The time era you lived in… the memories of the past… the people you once knew, all pass away in a blink of an eye. But that’s only how story authors describe it.

They’re not completely wrong, though. Time does move fast.

But his first XXX years of solitary went by too slowly. As if life was mocking him for his existence.

Although it happened centuries ago… it still shakes his soul.

Even if his memory is quite damaged, the mere thought of having to experience that again gives him a feeling of…

Of…

…?

What do you call this feeling?

Sorrow? Hopelessness? Despair?

Whatever it is. He hates it. He never wants to experience it again.

No matter how many times he wants to scream, he cannot. No matter how many times he wants to run away, he cannot. No matter how many times he wants to DIE… he doesn’t want to.

Not now. He must stay strong for all of them.

and for his father and brother…

[—💕—🫖—💕—]

Another few decades have passed.

Faint light trickles from the curtains as a choir of birds chirps outside.

The monochrome man walks through the halls and enters a room, with a pair of teacups and a teapot in each of his hands.

He sets down the fragile objects down on a nearby table, and opens the curtains.

Sunlight beams into the room and on his pale skin.

Today is yet another beautiful day.

The man returns to his usual standing spot and fixes his tie. He fiddled with his gloves and he patiently waited.

Who is he waiting for you may ask?

It’s Y O U of course!

Come on, don’t keep him waiting!

Put on the ring! Come and say hi to him!

[—🦋—💍—🦋—]

A twirl of light appears in front of the monochrome man. He gasps in delight.

You’re finally here!

Small golden butterflies fly out of the light and form into a person.

Your vision slowly returns as you turn your head towards the man.

His pink eyes, filled with adoration are focused onto you.

A soft giggle escapes your mouth. “I’m back, Berrien”

The man, now identified as Berrien, responds to you with a huge smile adorning his gorgeous face.

“Welcome back, Aruji-sama”

He would gladly go through all of those years of solitary again if it meant that he could see you again

Thank you for breaking this cycle, Y O U .

[—🎀—🍩—🎀—] 🍩Glaze's Notes: *comes back from a burnout cutely* hii :3 this shot idea just came into my mind just when I was trying to sleep. I decided to make this into my comeback post for my burnout -3-

Last edited - July 26th 2024 {Please let me know if there are any typos in this post, and I will fix them right away!}

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[https-immotmari]

❝ I had really sweet dreams yesterday ❞ ─── rules!

RULES!

this blog will be only for fluff, angst with comfort/happy ending, maybe a bit of yandere and for fun since, for me, I don't want to mix up the two sides of ying and yang. or those who wants the opposite of it, I've already made a side blog, although, it needs some final touches.

please mention/say the gender of the reader in your request, either female or gender neutral! (apologies to those who wanted a male!reader, I'm still not yet ready, hopefully in the future I will)

I can only take up to 3-4 characters per request, there's honestly a lot of characters in the fandoms.

please don't request anything lewd, I'm still a minor.

with your request, you guys can detail it as much as you want since sometimes my brain just needs a head start to come up with a scenario/story.

please be respectful and patient with me, and anymore writers, since I also have a personal life out of social media.

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also, don't forget to mention if you want headcannons, short scenarios, etc, etc. I don't write/tolerate anything disgusting or uncomfortable like incest, pedophilia, racism, etc.

If I may feel uncomfortable with any request, which is gonna be rare, I can always decline it.

FANDOMS!

fandoms that mari is in and writes for:

reminder: that the names with the color purple on it are indicating that they are strictly platonic

study group - gamin yoon, hanwool phi, minhwan ma, jiwoo lee, heewon choi, sehyun kim, jun lee, hankyeon lee, geonyeob park, minhee jang, siwon cheon, sunchul kim, hyeonu lee, (may possibly add more)

blood of the butterfly - maehwa baek, jaeyon shing, sara lopez, hajin seo, (may possibly add more)

akuneko (devil butler with [a] black cat) - all of the devil butlers + muu, (may probably add more)

i became the male lead's adopted daughter - phileo, leonia, (may possibly add more)

zomgan - mirae on, (may possibly add more)

becoming the dark hero's daughter - lea/leticia, jade de lewelton, duke kallen de lewelton, marianne de lewelton, (might add more)

project sekai - vivid bad squad, wonderlands x showtime, (may add more since I've still have to read the other bands stories)

twisted wonderland - possibly all + grim and ortho (except for the adults and event characters)

surviving as a maid in a horror game - adrian caiser von der paltzgraf, hilda (might add more)

[akunekowriter]

hellooo! I hope you are having a good day, this is my request : a boschi x reader(aruji-sama) that is very shy and boschi fell in love with her/them (you can use gender neutral o female) and aruji-sama fell in love with boschi too but she can't confess because her shyness

if you do more writings I be requesting more! I have many ideas!

you can call me whale shark (sorry I love too much marine biology😭) I hope this is good enough, Byeee!

𝑺𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆!

- ♡ characters: Boschi Arenas

- ☆ Gn reader!

- ⚠ warning: Way too much fluff!! Teasing very much teasing! Maybe ooc Boschi!

- ✎ Please do not Reupload on anything other than Tumblr!

A/N: Omg, I found another marine biology lover!! You super god damn adorable!! I'm so sorry for not answering this!! I got caught up with exams, so sorry, whale shark!! And do please request as much as you want after all I am here to make all your widest dreams come true!! And I am so sorry if I got Boschi's character wrong. I don't know much about him!

𝐵𝑜𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑖 𝐴𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑠 - ボスキ・アリーナス

You were wandering around the devil butlers' palace. After all, you had nothing better to do as you ended up outside out of the devil butlers' palace without meaning too- as you simply just walked around the garden, you heard familiar voices as it was Ammon and Boschi- you simply just watched as Ammon ranted about random facts about flowers to Boschi who looked so done with everything right now as you blushed noticing the Boschi's eyes met yours..

"Aruji-sama came." Boschi said as he smirked, noticing how your cheeks heated up as he thought "cute" while Ammon just smiled noticing you standing there as he blinked noticed the tension in the air between you and Boschi as he simply hid his sly smile behind his hand while you were blushing as you didn't think they would notice you.

"U-Uh-" You tried to say something, but the words didn't wanna come out of your mouth as you just felt super embarrassed by Boschi just smirking at you as if he knew you had a crush on him which he didn't obviously but you thought he did before you simply ran off- as Ammon and Boschi stood there dumbfounded by what just happened right now.

A few hours later~

You were outside in the forest near the lake with Muu both just watching the sky and the lake as you simply smiled hearing Muu just talk to you about things that happened today as you blinked noticing a familiar figure just laying down under a tree.

"Ah! Boschi!" You thought to yourself as you blinked noticing Muu just went back to the devil butlers' palace thinking you were following as you simply felt your cheeks heat up as you walked carefully and slowly over to Boschi as you just stared at his resting face.. he looked so peaceful..

"Enjoying the view, Aruji-sama?" Boschi asked, surprising you as you jumped up a bit in surprise before you could run away or back up. Boschi just pulled you on top of him- you cheeks were even redder now but it felt nice as Boschi himself was blushing a bit but he hid it.

You just closed your eyes as you slowly fell asleep on Boschi's chest as Boschi simply watched you with a small gentle smile on his face as he simply just carefully kissed your forehead before he fell asleep himself it was peaceful and an adorable moment between you two! <3

But meanwhile in the devil butlers' palace the whole place looked like a mess with the devil butlers trying to find you as Haures just noticed the Boschi wasn't there either- they simply just were worried sick about their Aruji-sama after all they barely knew where you were-

"Where last did you seen Aruji-sama Muu?" Fennesz asked as he simply tried to keep his cool down as he really didn't wanna think the worst happened to their Aruji same as Muu remembered the forest all the devil butlers were now in the forest near the lake-

They found you and Boschi sleeping together literally cuddling as to say the least some of the devil butlers weren't happy-

"BOSCHI!" Haures yelled immediately waking up both of you as you seemed just blushed covering your face seeing how all the butlers saw you with Boschi in the position while Boschi just yawned not caring at all as he simply smirked seeing the annoyed look on Haures' face and Lamil..

Maybe one day one of you will confess your love to the other but for now it will just a crushing stage until the day comes..

[vatnalilja]

Anxious Nights | Berrien Cliane

Sleepless souls take comfort in each other's company.

Short fluff. No smut. 1,265 words.

I wrote this with a feminine reader in mind, but it is gender-neutral. POV 2nd person, present tense.

Part 1 | Part 2 »

Restless, you get out of bed and wander the mansion's halls. This is a now-familiar ritual, one which you're bound to do again. Your mind often races at night, full of worry about life in your own world and what's to become of these men you've grown so fond of. Your heart aches for them since you have no easy solution to their problems. They carry so much pain—a pain so profound that it qualified them to be powerful angel hunters.

Your feet carry you to the first floor, where you flip through things in the kitchen for a while. A cup of hot herbal tea will be the perfect remedy for your insomnia. After putting the kettle on, you follow the halls to the staircase leading to Berrien's basement study. Through the cracks around the door, you can see light. He must be doing his research.

You return to the kitchen and steep enough for several cups, then return to the staircase and creep down the steps. If Berrien is in deep thought, it's impossible to interrupt him, but you prefer to be polite. You stop when you reach the bottom, your heart warming at the sight of him. He's fallen asleep on his desk with his head nestled in his arms atop his journal.

You clear away the empty teacup next to him and set down the pot, then lean your hip against his desk and admire his gentle features. Every man in the house is handsome, but Berrien has a graceful beauty unique to your two worlds. You sweep his bangs from his face and tuck a few strands of hair behind his ear.

"My Lord," he mumbles, still asleep.

This isn't new, though you were surprised when he admitted so openly he dreams of you at night and does everything he can to make you appear in those dreams. The revelation embarrassed you for a while, but the more time you spent in the mansion, the better you understood him. Besides, if you can bring him solace, you don't mind the form it takes.

After pulling another chair beside him, you sit and pluck the quill dangling in his fingers free. He stirs with a faint smile. Whatever dream he's having must be a nice one. You'd like to let him sleep, but he ought to do it in bed, not at his desk.

With your hand in his hair, you whisper his name, and he murmurs. You tuck your second hand into his and squeeze it as you caress his knuckles with your thumb. He stirs, and his soft pink eyes, obscured by long black eyelashes, drift open. He draws your hand to his face and nuzzles it.

"Berrien, you shouldn't sleep like this," you say.

"You're right, of course, but indulge me and let me stay this way for a moment longer," he says, pleasantly drowsy.

"I brought some herbal tea, but I don't think you need any," you say.

"I only need the presence of the Lord. Your hand is so warm, so calming."

"Hold it as long as you like," you say.

"I was lonely here in my study. I wanted to see your face, but . . . "

"I was asleep."

"My Lord appeared in my dreams to comfort me, and now you're here." He sits up and rests his back against his chair, still holding your hand. "I'm sorry for saying such things. I don't mean to burden you."

"Berrien."

You tug him by his hand into an embrace. He stiffens, and you feel his initial instinct to fight you, but after a beat, he relaxes into your arms with a sigh instead. His warm breath washes across your neck, tickling your skin as he leans heavily into you. You'd do anything to fill the emptiness inside him, to free him from the melancholy caused by the memories of lost comrades. He says your presence and affection help, but you can't undo all those years of loneliness in mere months. You tighten your hold on him.

"My Lord," he whispers.

"If seeing my face would make you feel better, you have my permission to let yourself in and hold my hand as I sleep," you say.

"I don't think that's appropriate—"

"I'm insisting."

"Then I can hardly argue," he says with a quiet laugh. "Let me pour that tea before it gets cold, since you went to the trouble of brewing it."

He releases you and turns his attention to the teapot. Once he finds a clean cup among his things, he wipes out his own and fills them both. He hands you the drink, and steam curls from the brim, bringing with it a grassy, lemony aroma. You relish the tea's flavor as the two of you settle into a comfortable silence.

Without asking, he retakes your free hand and closes his eyes as he drinks. Occasionally, he clutches your hand to make sure you're still there with him. The reassurance brings joy and relief to his face each time.

He breaks the silence, his eyes shining with emotion. "These are the happiest moments for me, when I can spend time with my Lord."

"You can have as much of my time as you want," you say.

"Then stay here with us as long as possible. I know I can't keep you, but . . . when you're not here, I reflect on my inadequacies. No, you don't need to hear about that." He forces a smile.

You set down your tea and grasp his other hand. "We depend on each other, Berrien. You can share things with me."

A delicate flush of pink spreads across his porcelain cheeks. "I can't help but compare myself to the other butlers and wonder if I'm worthy of serving you. I must do more to protect those I love with my own hands."

"This place would fall apart without you. Give yourself more credit."

He takes a deep breath as he weaves his fingers with yours. "I will. Please watch over me."

The moment stretches on longer than you expect, and there's something more than warm gratitude and admiration in his eyes. His hands twitch as his hold on you tightens. It's easy to see he wants more. He's a man like any other, regardless of how many years he's been alive, but as long as there are angels in this world, he will constrain himself to his servant role.

"Always. My affection is yours. Be as greedy as you like, preferably before I get too old."

"My Lord . . . "

You release his hands as you stretch with a yawn. He stammers, beside himself with surprise. The faint blush in his cheeks turns crimson. You stand and pat his shoulder, enjoying his flustered state. You didn't mean to tease him—everything you said was true. If it gave him hope or encouraged him to be bolder, then all the better.

"Back to bed for me," you say.

"Yes, of course." He gets to his feet as he regains his composure.

As you reach the first step, you give him a pointed look.

"Yes, Lord?" he asks.

"Please don't sleep at your desk," you say. "It's bad for your back."

"Of course. I'll put my things away and go to bed myself," he says.

"Good." You grin, then climb the steps. When you reach the top, you call down to him. "I mean it."

The sound of his soothing laugh floats up to you. "Yes, my Lord. I hope you have pleasant dreams."

"You too, Berrien."

You're confident he'll return to dreaming of you.

[fruitymocha]

The Rose

Starring: Ammon as The Garden Keeper, and You as The New Estate Owner

Warnings: tragic death, minor psychological stuff and dubious mental stability, general angst, I DO NOT CONDONE ANYONE’S ACTIONS IN THIS STORY. THIS IS PURELY FICTION AND SHOULD NOT BE EMULATED. DNI IF YOU ARE YOUNGER THAN 16, ARE EASILY FRIGHTENED, OR DO NOT LIKE DARK/YANDERE THEMES.

A/N: Hey, I know this is much later than I’ve done in past years, but I had some burnout issues. Now I’m back and we’re about to see what I can pull off for this short story, even though it’s kinda rushed.

…hopefully it won’t become a novel

But I still would like to acknowledge that my other two Halloween posts have both surpassed 100 likes, and I’m so grateful that people like them so much! I hope this one lives up to the hype, and without further ado…

Round and round we rewind the reel…

Last month, you had received a letter in the mail stating that an estranged relative passed away. And with any direct descendants also dead, that left the inheritance of the estate to you.

It was decrepit and clearly not maintained when you arrived. The house itself looked worse for wear, with rusty gates, dirty windows, and an old shed with wood that looked a bit decayed.

But the courtyard looked to be in order. Grass mowed, topiaries trimmed, and roses growing in perfect condition.

You questioned it, but there was no one to ask about the strange discrepancy between the state of the house and the state of the courtyard. Plus the trip from your old home to the estate was a tiring one, and you no longer had the energy to think too hard about these things.

Maybe someone was halfway through restoration. Sure. Let’s go with that.

You brought your stuff inside, and set up your room. But as you looked out the window, you swore you saw a glimpse of white hair. Then it was gone, and even after you gazed into the courtyard view like a hawk for the next few minutes, the white hair you saw did not reappear.

Maybe the air was doing things to you.

After about a few hours of settling in, you took a walk in the courtyard, admiring the roses that were well cared for. Then you saw the white hair again. You approached the person, and came face to face with a man tending to the roses. His white hair had a reddish pink tint on the ends, and his eyes matched that reddish pink color.

“Who are you?” You asked him

“A pleasure to meet you. My name is Ammon Lead, and I am the gardener here at the estate. What brings you to the property?”

“Well, I’m Y/N and I just moved in here. I’m the new owner of this estate,”

“Forgive me for not figuring it out earlier, Master. It’s been such a long time since anyone new has taken over the estate,”

“Well the old owner died recently, so…”

“Ah yes, a devastating loss indeed. They must’ve been a relative if the estate was passed to you…I’m sorry,”

“You don’t have to apologize. I wasn’t close with them,” you reassured him.

“It’s a loss all the same,”

“…is there a reason for all these roses?”

“Roses are notoriously finicky and difficult to grow. It’s a show of talent for the gardener, gives the estate a more luxurious air, and roses happen to be my favorite,”

Given the fact that his outfit had rose and thorn motifs on them, plus the fact that the courtyard was filled with roses, it wasn’t too hard to figure out.

“Yeah, roses are nice. Definitely fits the aesthetic of this estate,” you agreed.

“I would hope so. I’m the gardener. Have to have an eye for these things,” Ammon chuckled.

If you looked closely, you could see what you assumed to be some kind of tongue piercing. For a staff member of the estate, he sure had a more modern, edgy style.

But you were more than fine with it. You thought he was kinda cute, actually. You couldn’t help but watch him with intrigue as he tended to the roses in the courtyard. Never did you think it would be interesting to watch a gardener tend to flowers, and yet Ammon made it look fascinating.

As the days passed, you continued to come out to the courtyard during the day to talk to Ammon and watch him work. But you never saw him at night. Strange, considering he’s apparently a part of the estate staff. You’d think his living arrangements would be on property or something. But he never made any mention.

One night, you woke up in a cold sweat. So, to get your mind off the dreams and get some fresh air, you decided to leave your quarters with nothing but a flashlight and take a night walk in the courtyard.

Bathed in moonlight, the roses had a strange glow to them. They were red roses, and were striking enough during the day, but despite the silver moonlight glowing across the property, the roses still looked red under the moon.

You could hear soft weeping, and as you turned a corner, you saw him.

Ammon.

Glowing silver under the light of the full moon.

“Ammon…”

“…Y/N…you shouldn’t be out here,”

“…you look like a ghost,”

Ammon looked at his body, nearly sheer under the pale glow of the moon. Ghostly thorns were tangled around his appendages.

“I know,”

“…what happened?”

At first he remained silent. Then eventually he spoke.

“One member of the family…attacked me in a fit of hysteria. I don’t know why, or what caused it. All I know is that I ended up in the thorns, and couldn’t get out…”

“I suppose you hate roses then,”

“No,” Ammon replied. “I still love them. It’s complicated,”

You didn’t know what to make of all this.

This was all so much to bear.

Ammon was a ghost.

He was murdered who knows how long ago.

It was an accidental, frenzied attack.

The roses finished him.

You felt floaty. Distant. Lightheaded.

And before you knew it, you tripped.

Into the rose bushes.

“Y/N!”

In this state, Ammon could barely touch you. If you moved an inch, it would hurt. You were already bleeding from your arms and shoulders.

“Ammon…I’ll be okay,”

That was more a reassurance for yourself, as you tried to somehow get out of the rose bushes.

It hurt. But you painstakingly made it out of there. Though you were still bleeding. Perhaps it was lucky of you that that particular bush had some of its thorns removed. Or at least that’s what it seemed. You couldn’t be sure if it was that or a worse outcome you didn’t even want to entertain.

As you sat on the ground, Ammon hugged you. Or, he tried, anyway. He was all the support you had, even if he was technically dead.

You needed him.

As you stayed in his ghostly embrace for a bit, you gazed at the roses. One redder than all others. As if stained with blood. Perhaps yours. Or his. Or you were losing your mind.

The rose.

The damned rose, taunting you with tainted petals.

You held onto Ammon tighter. You never let go.

Never.

You couldn’t.

~Fin~

[tearfuly]

❒ CERONE/LAVEN

REQUESTS ARE... closed!

any pronouns. 18. multifandom. wasian (thai-american.) infp-t. april 23. taurus. black butler. twst wonderland. blue lock. sanrio boys. tgcf. mdzs. 2ha. kny. naruto shippuden. akuneko/black butler with devil cat. hyponosis mic. music addict. michikatsu tsugikuni, deuce spade, and chris prince lover.

CAUTION: I'll be writing both NSFW and SFW so if you're not comfortable with that, go find other authors to read. I also write about my ocs usually.

WHAT I WILL WRITE: NSFW, SFW, angst, fluff, and maybe headcannons (?). I'll mostly write female readers or gender neutral since that's what I'm most comfortable with.

WHAT I WON'T WRITE: pedophilia, beastiality, necrophilia, r--pe, incest, sa, sexual harrassment, minor x adult, bully x bully's victim, etc. I won't write anything that I'm uncomfortable with or that's messed up.

DNI if you're a weirdo! <3

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NOTE: I don't write if someone's pressuring/forcing me.

[melops-postoffice]

— Suddenly became the love interest, teaser.

— "a breach in the system where everyone is supposed to adore the heroine"

Gender neutral !!

Akuneko manhwa au !!

" I sometimes wonder what would've happened if I was the heroine? But then, as days went by, I can't help but be suffocated by the constant attention surrounding me. I can't help but run away, at times, it feels like someone is watching, I hate it here...

IHATEITHEREIHATEITHEREIHATEITHERE— "

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[aknunek0writer]

Hello Helloo can I request a scene of the butlers if Aruji-sama get hurt? (The butlers are:Haures, Berrien and Bastien ^^ and Lato if you want ^^) Thank youu!!

Of course ^^

'-When their Aruji-sama gets hurt-'

Would probably panic inside and outside calm.

He would probably take you to Luca in seconds but if you are not close to the Palace he would try to help as best as he can.

*Insert Tomato haures here* if you tell him to kiss the injury (you teasing him-) he would do it

Like if bleeding then he carrying you to the Palace he doesn't not give a flying heck even if you can walk (and if it happens in the wood then trama-)

Stay by your side the whole time (why does seem so wholesome tho)

Part 2 if panic inside but calm on the outside.

Pretty much scold you while patching up the injury (only minor ones if it's not then Luca it is-)

Broken leg etc- are you trying to kill him he panic thinking you gonna die- *Insert trying not to cry berrian here* (TvT he just a soft boy okay-)

Stay by your side like usually but a bit more protected

"Aruji-sama be careful next time! You worried me you know."

Panic a bit when he sees the injury and takes you to Luca immediately

Would kill anyone who hurt his aruji-sama "who did it."

Carrying you around even if you don't have broken leg why?... he doesn't want to lose another person he loved... (okay there a bit to angst ... oops-)

Stay by your side cuz he carrying you around even if you need to eat- (take a whole hour and this wholesome too)

*Insert dying noise too much wholesome and a little bit of angst or even mor- get slapped*

We're done! Yay! Sorry for the laziness on Bastien!

And did anyone read the comfort lines of Haures Clifford that made me cry while doing some mid-exam you know it sucks...

[popstarqueen]

AKNK In IKEA

(Modern AU feat. 2nd Floor Butlers)

*Mainly Boschi x Aruji since I’m being self-indulgent rn lol. Also in this AU, I’m making it possible for Aruji to bring the butlers into their world and back, so yeah ^^

Our story begins when the second-floor butlers of the Devil’s Palace insisted on accompanying their Master to a furniture store in their world called ‘IKEA’. Their Master wished to look around for furniture and decor to add to their room, and also gifts to get their butlers as a token for all of their work protecting their world from Angels and other dangers.

What the butlers didn’t know was that their Arujisama also had another idea that they wanted to try while there…

-IKEA Parking Lot, Morning-

(The second-floor butlers and I made it to IKEA just after breakfast back at the Manor.)

(Perhaps was also time to share my idea while I tried to find gifts for them here, as we made our way toward the entrance.)

Haures: Hmm? Arujisama? Is something on your mind?

Aruji: Eh?

(My sudden reaction had the other butlers stop and look over in my direction, curiously.)

(Yet Haures leaned closer to me and spoke in a low enough voice, since saying ‘Arujisama’ in such a public place would raise some questions from the people around us. Kind of brings back memories of the ‘Black Tea Party’.)

Boschi: Oi! What are you two whispering about over there?

Fennesz: Now, now Boschi…

Ammon: I mean, if it’s about our Master, I’d like to know too.

Aruji: I want to play hide and seek here!

Boschi: Oh? Hide and seek? In here?

Ammon: Sounds like fun.

Haures: But we’re here to accompany Aruji- *ahem* I mean (Name) while they do their shopping.

Fennessz: Well surely we can do both. After all, I’m curious to try this as well.

Boschi: Why not? No need to be so strict Haures…

Haures: Boschi…

Fennesz: You two…

Ammon: Come on Haures~ We can’t refuse them, can we? Besides, I wanna play with (Name) too.

Haures: *sighs* Of course not… Alright then (Name), we’ll play.

Aruji: It’ll be fun, I promise.

(Once we were inside the building, I pulled out my phone to set a timer for exactly 1 minute, then handed it to them.)

Fennesz: (Name), are you sure about this? What if something happens and we can’t contact you?

Aruji: I’ll be careful. Now let’s start!

(I started the timer and made my getaway, looking for a perfect hiding place.)

-IKEA, Wardrobes & Storage-

-Sometime Later-

(I managed to find a hiding spot inside one of the wardrobes and had to keep as quiet as possible. However, I also was still pondering on gifts for the butlers during my adrenaline rush to find my perfect hiding spot.)

(That’s also not mentioning the thoughts of other people finding me here while the butlers worked themselves into a frenzy while playing this game.)

(Still, I couldn’t help but be proud of my spot-)

Boschi: Found ya (Name)~

(I was caught off guard by Boschi, who casually opened the closet doors with a smug expression.)

Aruji: B-Boschi- How did you even find me?

Boschi: Heh, it was pretty easy actually… I was just walking by when I noticed ya…

(His words and face made me feel a little embarrassed, so I turned my head away all flustered…)

Aruji: …. No fair…

Boschi: Heh… Alright, my turn.

(I looked up at Boschi when-)

*PWOSH*

(I was immediately caught off guard by a shark plushie that Boschi threw at my face. Shaking my head from the sudden action, I took time to look down at the plush shark I held onto. I certainly could admit how adorable it was. Its blue colour even kind of reminded me of Boschi.)

(Wait… Where DID Boschi go?...)

-IKEA, ???-

-Sometime later-

(Holding onto the shark plushie, I searched all over for Boschi, going back and forth between the different sections of the store. I couldn’t even find where Haures, Fennesz and Ammon were. I didn’t have my phone on me since I gave it to them…)

Aruji: Boschi? Boschi?!

(My distress didn’t go unnoticed by the people around me. Is this how the butlers feel when trying to protect me?)

???: Excuse me?

Aruji: Eh?

(I turned around to see an older couple looking at me as they were waiting in line at the restaurant.)

Man: Are you looking for someone?

Aruji: Y-Yes, I am… He’s my…

(Did I dare tell them that Boschi was technically one of my butlers? That might only raise more questions…)

Aruji: … He’s my… partner.

(The older couple looked at each other in contemplation before refocusing on me. Meanwhile, my mind was racing. Why did I say Boschi was my partner?!)

(Though, saying it aloud did give me a lighter feeling in my chest… A sense of pride and security even…)

Woman: I see. Well unfortunately we haven’t seen him around. But we can surely let you know if we see him for you…

Aruji: Thank you…

(I nodded to the couple and carried on my way, but not without glancing at the menu above. It certainly feels like a long time since we got here and I was a bit hungry from my desperate seeking…)

(Surely a small break couldn’t hurt-)

???: ‘Partners’, huh?

(I suddenly felt arms wrapped around me from behind and their breath tickling my ear. But I recognize that voice. I glance up and see…)

Boschi: Hey (Name).

(Boschi, once again looking at me with a smug face. But I could also sense some relief and regret in his eyes, perhaps from thinking he truly lost me…)

Aruji: Boschi…

(I quickly turned around, holding onto Boschi tightly, my face pressed into his chest. Taken by surprise himself, Boschi slowly reciprocated the motion and held me tight.)

Boschi: (Name)... I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you worry for me…

(I shook my head. I never liked making the butlers believe that I was worrying them. They already have a lot to bear.)

Aruji: N-no, it’s okay… I’m just glad that we found each other again.

Boschi: … I’m glad too, my ‘partner’.

(Boschi’s smug expression made me remember what just happened earlier, saying he was my partner so casually, despite our statuses. My face felt hot as I hid it behind my shark plush, unsure of how else to react.)

Boschi: Hmm, you still have that plushie, huh?

(I peeked over the plush to look into Boschi’s eyes, nodding.)

Aruji: He reminds me of you…

Boschi: Hmm…? You think I’m a shark?

(I couldn’t help but smile shyly)

Aruji: I just think that you’re both cute~

Boschi: … Oh?

Aruji: You’re also both blue, see?

(I held up the shark plushie to Boschi, proving my point.)

Aruji: And I can hug both of you too~

(Boschi looked at the shark plushie for a bit, then snatched it from my hands.)

Aruji: H-Huh?

(Confused, I tried to take it back from him, but he held it up above me, just out of reach.)

Boschi: Now you only have one to hug~

(Boschi then took off and I went after him.)

-IKEA, Bedroom Area-

-Sometime later-

(I managed to chase after and keep up with Boschi towards the bedroom area of IKEA. Only to get pinned under him on top of one of the beds.)

(Looking into each other’s eyes, we couldn’t help but laugh. Despite some of the day’s hiccups, it was still a lot of fun playing hide and seek in an IKEA with the butlers. Perhaps next time, we can do this again.)

Boschi: Hmm? Something on your mind (Name)?

Aruji: Just imagining coming back here with you.

Boschi: Oh?

(I nodded as Boschi smiled. I then had an idea, flinging a pillow at Boschi’s head. We ended up having a bit of a pillow fight after that and also made a small pillow fort.)

Boschi: *yawns* This has been a good day…

Aruji: Are you tired Boschi?...

Boschi: Yeah, it’s been a long day. But it’s been a great one with you.

(I smiled, before letting Boschi cuddle closer to me and I stroked his hair as he drifted off. Not too long after, so did I…)

-IKEA, Bedroom Area-

-Evening-

It was now IKEA’s closing time and Haures and Ammon managed to find Boschi and their Master fast asleep and in each other’s embrace within a pillow fort, along with a blue shark plush.

Haures: Here they are… Oi Boschi, get up. We need to go now.

Boschi: Zzz…

Aruji: Zzz…

Ammon: Boschi~ It’s time to go home~

Boschi: Zzz…

Aruji: Zzz…

Haures: *sighs* It’s no use, Ammon. They’re both fast asleep… Come on, give me a hand.

Ammon: Okay~

With some effort, Haures managed to carry Boschi and their Master out of the store while Ammon handled the lil shark plush. Fennesz was in their car waiting for them, watching as Haures and Ammon helped to buckle the sleepy butler and Master in. Ammon even manages to place the shark plush in Aruji’s arms.

The car ride back home was mainly quiet, as the three awake butlers occasionally glanced at their sleeping group members, unconsciously leaning into each other as they rode along.

Even if their Master didn’t manage to find the decor or gifts they wanted to get, as long as they had more fun trips like this, there was always another opportunity to get it done.

THE END

[misakidraconia]

Hai richieste?

Hi dears, I'm Misaki and I decided to write for these fandoms

.❥Akuneko

.❥Twisted Wonderland

.❥Paradox live

.❥Servamp

.❥Hazbin hotel

.❥Mahoyaku

.❥Yumekuro

.❥Tgfc(Heaven official blessing)

For now I could add something else later

If you have any requests please come forward I accept both sfw and nsfw꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡

I will not write incest, things with milfs or sugar daddies, abuse of any kind However, if you have any fantasies, don't hesitate to ask, in case I could tell you if I feel comfortable or not Both

.❥headcanons and mini stories are fine

Headcanons a maximum of 3-4 characters

I will write mostly with fem readers but if requested I could also do gender

I will try to be as constant as possible as much as the school allows me 😂

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[invui]

sad love (berrien cliane)

—synopsis: berrien catches feelings for you while you comfort him during his moment of sadness

—pairing: berrien cliane x gender neutral reader

—genre: angst and a little bit of fluff

—warning/s: a bit rushed, not proofread/possible grammatical mistakes

a/n: i actually wrote this sometime in december last year and it was supposed to be part of a imagine post wherein each butler realizes that they fell for you but my motivation went downhill so here we are 0(-(

there were too many emotions berrien could process but he was stuck between two distinct feelings, sorrow and embarrassment. he felt sorrow due to how he couldn’t handle it anymore. even if he stalled for more time, it wouldn’t change the fact that his loneliness wouldn’t disappear forever. despite being surrounded by his butler companions, he still felt a sense of abandonment. what if they would leave him someday? what would happen if he himself had to deal with the darkness that was swallowing him whole as each minute passes by throughout the entire day? too many questions he couldn’t bear to answer lingered inside of his head. he was too scared to find out if they were true or not.

he felt a lot worse than he was before because you managed to walk into his room while he was having a mental break down. haha, how funny. was god punishing him for thinking such things? hell, someone as high as god probably wouldn’t even care for a peasant such as berrien to begin with.

the moment you had entered his bedroom asking if he knew where muu was everything immediately shut down. you stood at the entrance with your hand still holding unto the door knob as you looked at berrien’s current state. he stared at you with an expression that told you that you weren’t supposed to be here. he sat on the ground with his knees beneath his chin. berrien’s eyes were red from the continuous crying which made you question how long he was weeping, his hair was disheveled and his clothes were completely untidy.

you quickly ran to where berrien sat and kneeled down to look at him face to face. without any second thoughts your fingers tousled berrien’s white hair behind his ears and because of that, it didn’t take long for a light shade of pink to lay across berrien’s face. you cupped his face between your hands and scanned his facial expression. he still looked shocked with how his eyes stared right into yours with such sadness. you could see the streams of tears he had been crying and wiped them away with your thumb.

a few minutes had passed by and now you were hugging him tightly while stroking his hair. berrien still hasn’t moved an inch ever since you had knelt down and started comforting him. tears started to well up into berrien’s eyes the more you kept him company. why did it feel so good? the warmth of your arms that gently embraced him made him feel like he was safe especially when you held his face up with such tender care as if he was a fragile crystal ball.

as more thoughts about you piled up inside of his mind, he could suddenly hear a loud thumping noise that reverberated inside of his ears. alarms blared as he widened his eyes in realization. it couldn’t be that he fell in love with you, right? he breathed in heavily while closing his eyes which caused you to stop hugging him and look at him directly once more. “are you alright?” you asked berrien with worry evident on your face. he opened his eyes slowly and stared at you through his blurry vision due to his tears falling again making you wiping his tears while telling him that you would always be with him in every step of the way.

“it’s alright, i’m here with you.…” you jumped slightly from berrien unexpectedly hugging you tightly with a soft smile despite crying again after all of the comfort he was given from your benign care. his smile grew bigger as he nuzzled his face further into the crook of your neck.

if he was going to fall in love for you, he might as well cherish you with all of his heart just like what you did with him. all he wants right now was to stay by your side even if you didn’t share the same feelings as him. he will love you no matter the costs.

[sugar-glaze-donut]

I want to give Lono this, hyper-realistic cake and see his reaction

idk just give him something that looks inedible and eat it in front of him.

I bet he'll scream like: "ARUJI-SAMA!11!??!?!?!??11??? YOU CAN'T EAT THAT--... whAT THE FUCK!??????"

Or do those "Which is real or cake?" challenges and watch him miserably fail

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[vatnalilja]

Leave Your Body and Soul to Me | Hanamaru

In the midst of the rainy season, you and Hanamaru find a bit of refuge from the downpour in each other's arms.

It's just short fluff for the mansions #1 ダンディ! 1,145 words. No smut.

I wrote this with a feminine reader in mind, but it is gender-neutral. POV 2nd person, present tense

After your long, warm bath, you collapse in bed and stare at the dreary gray on the other side of the windows. The rainy season has come to the mansion and has had various effects on the inhabitants. Though stuck indoors, you enjoy the soft pitapat of raindrops on the glass panes and the flickering candlelight's cozy mood. You bunch a pillow under your chin and watch streaks of water trail down the window until your door creaks open behind you. You glance at your visitor, discovering Hanamaru holding two steaming teacups as he lets himself in.

"My Lord, I have some tea."

He pushes the door shut with his heel, then brings the cups to your bed with a shrewd look. Though he only brings you tea, he makes the act seem inappropriately decadent. You sit up with a smile, take a cup from him, and warm your hands on the ceramic. Without asking for permission, he sits on your bed and yawns.

"The rain has a way of making tasks difficult, doesn't it?" he asks.

"You're saying the rain makes you even lazier?" you ask.

"Perhaps, but I think the Lord might like to lie around as much as I do," he says.

You sip your tea. "It's true I've been feeling a little down lately."

"I wasn't judging you. I was merely observing that our interests . . . align."

"I haven't forgotten about what you said, you know."

He lifts his brow. "Oh, really?"

"About being the one to warm my bed. I can't believe you just said that out loud. In front of everyone."

He laughs in a way that conveys he has no regret over how he acted. It never truly bothered you; besides, he only articulated the desires of every man in the house. Crudely, but honestly. Perhaps that's why no one yelled at him.

"My Lord never objected," he says.

"Hanamaru."

"Days like today are meant for climbing under the covers and relaxing, don't you think?"

"And you'd be the perfect company for it?" you ask.

"Your words, Lord, not mine."

You tut your tongue and set your teacup on the nightstand. It's unclear why he developed such an instant affinity for you. He claimed to have a rude personality, but upon meeting, you felt no distance from him—a distinct difference from almost every other man in the mansion, most of whom took their time warming up to you. Perhaps the reason was that for the past several years, his only company had been children.

You crawl beneath your duvet and flip it over you until you disappear. After several moments, you feel his weight shift on your bed as he inches closer to its head. When he's at your side, you draw the bedding back and give him a grin devious enough to make him pause.

"What are you doing, Hanamaru?" you ask.

"Checking on my Lord," he says.

"Just doing your duties, then."

"Absolutely." He slips his hand under the duvet, and when you don't stop him, most of him follows, forcing you to the center of the bed. "Should I get comfortable?"

"Only if you want to stay," you say.

"How long will you be in bed?"

"If you're wondering whether you ought to get your sake—"

"I am."

"Then hurry and fetch it."

Pleased by your response, he stands and backs out of the room with a lopsided smirk. You occupy yourself with a book from the library while you wait for him to return, and when he does, he's barefoot and missing his tailcoat. His hair is wet, and he's holding a large bottle and two small cups, all proof of his run between the house and the villa.

"Where did your things go?" you ask with a laugh.

"I left them at the front door—they'd yell at me if I tracked water all through the mansion," he says.

He sets the sake down next to you, then turns away and shakes the water from his unruly hair. You're already pouring two cups when he lands heavily on your bed, causing you to splatter several drops.

"O~to, careful with that." He takes the bottle and finishes pouring for you.

"Maru, are you allergic to buttoning your shirt up the entire way?" you ask.

"It's a lot of work, isn't it?" He hands you a cup.

"No, it's not."

You savor the flavor of the sake. It's much nicer than you expected, with a crisp taste of apples. It was meant to be enjoyed, not hammered at until drunk. You weren't sure what he'd bring, but it defied your expectations.

"Maybe I should take it off so I don't get your sheets wet." He works the bottom buttons free and lets the front of his shirt fall open to reveal the rest of his well-defined chest.

You finish your drink and reach out to set the cup next to the bottle, letting your arm brush against his bare abdomen. After peeling his shirt from his body, he drops it to the floor, then slides under the covers again. He brings a comfortable warmth with him. When you cozy up to his side, he curls his arm under your waist and tugs you into his side.

"Maru . . . "

He hums in response.

"You may be unsophisticated—your words, not mine—but you're a good man."

"Oh? What did I do to deserve such praise from the Lord?" he asks.

You huff and poke him square in the chest. "Just accept my compliment."

"Ah, cute." He snags your finger in his hand and squeezes it beneath the duvet. "Which is exactly why I want to protect you."

You try tugging your hand away as your ears burn, but it's useless. Instead, you push as much of your face into your pillow as possible, refusing to look at him. He chuckles as he moves his grasp to your wrist and shakes your arm.

"Come on, now. Show me your face. When you do that, I can't see the Lord's shy face very well, now can I?"

"I'm not being shy," you mumble into your pillow.

"Then what is it?"

"I'm being annoyed."

"In that case, I like it even more."

He takes a deep breath, closes his eyes, and lets his weight sink into your bed as he rests your hand on his chest. You lift your head and watch him for several seconds, studying his facial features. Breathing a soft sigh through your nose, you rest your chin on his shoulder, then let your eyes flutter shut. Before long, the soothing sound of the rain lulls you into a peaceful state. His heart taps a slow, gentle rhythm beneath your palm that blends with the patter of the droplets on the window.

"I wish this could last forever," he whispers.

Though you say nothing, you agree.

[herri-writes]

꧁Devil Butler with Black Cat Masterlist꧂

Devil's Palace Butlers

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