#ciel phantomhive one shot

[animeisfornerdz]

The Secret Affair || Ciel Phantomhive

Synopsis - Ciel had thrown, yet again, another extravagant ball. He approached you, silently asking for your hand to dance. When nobody was looking, he took you upstairs to his study where the two of you engaged in a heavy make out session only to be interrupted by Sebastian.

Warnings - Slightly suggestive.

Notes - All characters are 18+!

Word Count - 0.7k

[Caffeinate Me]

Ciel was known for throwing the most extravagant of parties, so to say tonight’s ball was anything but lavish was an understatement. You had spent the night socialising with the other guests and drinking the night away, occasionally catching the eye of Earl Ciel Phantomhive who sat in the corner away from the festivities with his butler Sebastian. After a while, Ciel got fed up with watching you mingling with his guests. The Earl stood up and made his way over, offering you his hand without saying a word. You placed your glass of champagne down on the large table next to you and reluctantly took his hand. Immediately, Ciel wrapped his arms firmly around your waist and pulled you on to the makeshift dance floor, spinning you around slowly as he gazed into your eyes. Everything seemingly went in slow motion as the two of you twirled around the dance floor, speaking to each other only through your eyes.

After what felt like hours of dancing, Ciel had dropped his hands from your waist and gently took your hand once more. He pulled you away from the ball and up the winding staircase that was out of bounds to all guests, making sure nobody saw you or followed you. When you were deep down the hall and Ciel was happy that nobody had followed you, he pushed you flat against the wall and pressed his lips to yours feverishly. “I have been wanting to do this all night,” he finally whispered against your lips. Those were the first words he had said to you all night. You nodded into the kiss telling Ciel that you felt the same and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling his body close to yours. Without breaking the kiss Ciel pulled you into the nearest room and locked the door behind you. It was then that he allowed his hand to run up and down your side lovingly. When Ciel pulled away he looked at you, panting and out of breath from kissing you so much. He wiped a string of saliva from his lips and smirked at you. “Are you okay, Y/N?” He asked, his singular eye searching yours. 

You simply nodded and began to kiss him once more, not wanting to continue talking. Ciel seemed okay with this, his lips moving in tandem with yours. You gripped the front of his shirt and pulled him as close to you as physically possible, sighing into his lips. Ciel was about to play with the straps of your dress when a bang on the study door caused the two of you to break apart. “Master, I do believe your guests are missing your presence,” it was Sebastian. 

Ciel rolled his eye and looked at you apologetically before shouting back, “I’ll be out in a minute. I’m just… preoccupied with something…” He trailed off, his lips swallowing yours again hoping that his answer was enough for Sebastian to leave the two of you alone.

“Master, I must insist that you come out now,” Sebastian said sternly from behind the door. “I can make sure Lady Y/N is returned to the ball without being seen.” Ciel froze at his butler’s words and his eye widened. He pulled away from the kiss and called back. 

“She’s not here!”

“Oh?” Sebastian chuckled. “Then who are you in there with?” 

“Nobody!” Ciel growled. “I just needed some time away from the festivities, Sebastian. Go away, that is an order.” 

“Very well,” Sebastian sighed. “But, please return to the ball as soon as possible. Your guests are getting quite antsy.” And with that, the butler turned on his heels and walked back to the ball. 

Ciel sighed softly when he heard Sebastian’s footsteps fade away and he instantly tried to kiss you again. You pulled your head away and gazed into his eye, a frown on your face. “You should get back to your ball,” you whispered. 

“But I’m not finished with you-” Ciel started, but you cut him off by placing a quick peck to his lips. 

“We will meet again, Ciel,” you smiled reassuringly. 

He groaned frustratedly knowing that you were right and stomped his foot lightly on the ground petulantly. “Fine.” You smiled and kissed him again, this time much softer than your previous heated kisses of the night. When you pulled away, he grabbed your hand and placed your knuckles to his lips softly, muttering, “one day, I promise you, we won’t have to sneak around anymore.” You nodded at his words, your heart fluttering in your chest. You believed him, you really did, but you didn’t see that day coming anytime soon. For now, you both just had to be happy with your secret affair.

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[furicookiebndz]

Is that pedophilia ?

I have a question : My best friend used to have a crush on Alois Trancy from Black Butler, like he was always her favorite in her top husbandos list, and now that we had grow up it didn't really change. I don't think this is pedophilia , she never said anything like sexual desires towards him, now she simply imagine him the same age as her, and i want to have your opinion about that.

I know that she isn't in love with him because he is a child, but she just adores him because of who he is, so what do you think?

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[caramel-whiskeys-writing]

Ciel Phantomhive ~ Prepares a bath For You

Black Butler Masterlist

It had been a long and tough few days at the manor, and you had done so much work that Ciel was starting to get worried that maybe you were overworking yourself. You were currently in the garden, pulling out weeds, re-planting flowers, and trimming the hedges, anything to make the garden look freshly tended to. Your hands were covered in dirt, and you had some on your work pants that you had begged Ciel to give you since working a garden in a skirt isn't quite easy or comfortable. Time seemed to have passed a lot faster than you had thought, as evidenced by Ciel wearing his evening clothes. Walking up to you with Sebastian behind him, Ciel was shocked that you were still working in the garden and hadn't seemed to have stopped for a break. You rubbed your forehead of sweat as you spoke to Ciel.

"Oh, hi, young master." You leaned back on your knees looking at the work you had done for today, and Ciel replied,

"What are you still doing out here?" You look at him frowning.

"You've done so much work this week. Have you given yourself a break?" You smiled lightly at his concern and said back,

"Oh, don't worry about me. I enjoy working here, and the garden desperately needs working." Ciel leaned onto his cane and sighed before saying to Sebastian,

"Sebastian. Start a warm bath for her while I try and get this woman to stop working."

"Yes, young master." Sebastian bowed and quickly headed off back inside. You stood up and told Ciel,

"I'm not leaving this garden until I finish it. I'm okay working this much, really." Ciel shook his head and told you to follow him. You weren't planning on going anywhere, but it threw you off that he started walking and didn't stop walking back to the manor, so you followed. Sighing out loud as you got inside, you noticed just how dirty your clothes and hands were, and you thought to yourself how dirty my face is right now? Despite Ciel walking with a cane and being decently short he walked very quickly, and you realized that you were tired and maybe a warm bath was just the thing that you needed to get more energy back before working yourself to death again tomorrow. Once you both got to your room, Ciel asked if he could look through your wardrobe.

"Why?"

"Well, I have quite a touch for fancy clothes, and I know that after a long day, it feels really nice to wear good quality clothing." You chuckled a bit before telling him to go ahead, but don't open the bottom drawer. He nodded his head as you walked over to the bathroom to where Sebastian was checking the water that he had prepared for you. You quickly said your thanks to him, and he left quite quickly. Maybe he has other work to do, you thought. Once Ciel had picked out some clothes for you he placed them on the side counter as you stood there waiting to see if maybe he even wanted to pick what to put in the bath as he seems to know what he was talking about. Out of the blue, Ciel said to you,

"It's not common for me to see women wearing pants, but I think maybe I'll have it be a part of the maid and servant uniform." You raise your eyebrow at him in confusion, and then it hits you, but before you could say anything, Ciel said what you were thinking out loud.

"Those pants look good on you." Your face blushed, and you noticed he did a little because sure what did he just say to you? After a few seconds of silence, Ciel asked where the bath products were kept. You pointed to underneath the sink, and he bent down to look at what you had. After maybe about two minutes, he stood back up and stated that he had no idea what would go in a bath besides water. You laugh at him, and he frowns in return. You kneeled beside him and told him what things were cleaning products and which ones were bath salts and such. After some talking, he picked a few scents and poured them into the bath, mixing them into the water with his ungloved hand. Before he left, he dropped a few gold flakes into the bath and stood back, acting proud that he had just mixed together his first bath. Right before he was going to leave, you asked him which scents he put in.

"Well, at first, I wasn't quite sure what to use, so I think I added some..." He went and looked over at the bottles that he had used and read the label.

"Cactus nectar, cucumber, umm there's some aloe infused stuff to help with any cuts you might have and umm... oh, there are violet leaves and a slight floral scent, too. I'm not sure if it'll be a strong scent, though. I don't think I added enough. "You smiled at him and said," Gave him your thanks. " He smiled back and had one last comment to say before leaving.

"Oh, and umm... I added those scents because I thought maybe they'll smell nice on you." You blushed lightly as he left; after he said that, all you could think about was the smell of the bath that you were currently relaxing in.

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[imagineanime2022]

They React To Their S/O Saying Sebastian Catchphase To Him

Requested: @mocahbutterfly

Request: For Black Butler, we all know about Sebastian’s catch phrase where he calls himself one hell of a butler. How do you think he and any other characters you would like to add would react to seeing someone saying something along the lines of “wow. You’re one hell of a butler” right before he says his catchphrase?

Sebastian Michaelis

🐈‍⬛ Sebastian had spent so much time saying for himself, he had never thought about what it would feel like to have someone else say it to him. 🐈‍⬛ He’s honestly a little suspicious that you might know something but that was quickly dispelled when he saw the stars in your eyes, you didn’t know anything. 🐈‍⬛ He loved having you around after that because you’d never fail to congratulate him and sometimes he would wait to see if you would say it before he does. 🐈‍⬛ Winks at you everytime that you say it.

Sebastian finished fixing yet another problem that the servants had caused and you watched with wide eyes at the spread of food that he had created from what is left “wow you really are one hell of a butler.” You gasped and he looked back at you and smiled. “Why thank you.” He smiled with a wink as you walked over. “I don’t think that I could ever do something like that.” You mumbled as you looked over the food. “No, don't sell yourself short.” He argued and you waved him away as you turned to the food, picking up one of the plates and then the other. “I’ll leave it to the professional, there’s a reason the young master relies on you.” You said. “And honestly like having a pillar to lean on as well.” “You can count on me.” Sebastian nodded and you turned back to him. “And I will remind you how amazing you are every time.” You informed him before leaving the room to serve the guests, he watched you leave, he shouldn’t feel so warm and happy inside but it seemed even a demon needed recognition and after years without it yours hit harder than it should have. He’d keep you around for as long as possible.

Ciel Phantomhive

☕ He is suspicious at first, he wonders if you know about what Sebastian is but after a quick glance at Sebastian and a signal that you were human he eased up a bit. ☕ Ciel lets out an audible groan as he listens to what you're saying. Sebastian doesn’t need an ego boost. ☕ Tells you not to encourage him, also asks if Sebastian put you up to this. ☕ Inwardly smug that his butler is the best one out there and that no one else had been able to top him.

You had known Ciel for a long time, you met him just after he had come back and Sebastian had been with him then but when you were younger you didn’t understand how good at his job he really was, you were a pretty mischievous friend and most of the time you managed to get the others in on the joke but this time Sebastian seemed to be wise to your plans.

You had made a few plans and every single one had failed, your accomplice had been caught and now you had one last attempt but Pluto was unpredictable and you didn’t know when it would happen. Turns out it was during a board game that you were playing, you could hear commotion outside before Pluto barreled into the room, and it all happened so fast Sebastian redirected him and cleaned up everything that followed him. “How did you do that?” You asked “wow you really are one hell of a butler.” “Did he tell you to say that?” Ciel asked, looking at Sebastian who stood smiling. “What? No.” You answered. “Then don’t encourage him.” Ciel ordered. “I mean it’s true.” You shrugged. “You're too kind.” Sebastian smiled as Ciel rolled his eyes. “Let’s just finish the game.” He ordered. “Right but just so you know, the best butler by extension must have the best master.” You informed him as you rolled the dice and took your turn and while he didn’t say anything after that he seemed to relax a little more and a small almost unnoticeable smile on his face for the rest of the game.

Grell Sutcliff

✂ She went through so many emotions at first excitement that someone else saw what she did. ✂ Then jealousy because she might have a new rival for Bassy attention. Then it flipped because it meant that your attention wasn’t on her either. ✂ Then she just fall at your feet complaining about how you were supposed to admire her, not Sebastian. ✂ Is seriously considering never letting you see or meet with Sebastian again if she’s going to lose you.

Grell had Sebastian distracted so you took the chance to head over to the kid, you death scythe in hand, you smirked down at him “so what are you and the demon butler doing here?” You asked. “None of your business.” He answered. “Well aren’t you sassy?” You asked “not scared that I’m going to kill you?” “You can't, I'm not on your list.” He said confidently. “Kid William doesn’t have enough reapers to cut me from the programme for killing a kid associated with demons.” You informed him lifting your death scythe “are you scared now?”

There was a crash but you managed to dodge the hit from the demon settling on the tree branch above, you looked like a lazy lion “How’d you get over there so fast, Bassy?” “He really is one hell of a butler.” You smirked as you propped your head up with your free hand, your scythe hanging haphazardly under the branch in your other hand. “Now is that a compliment or an insult?” Sebastian asked. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” You asked. “Hey, hey! Enough flirting, you're supposed to be admiring me!” Grell complained as she walked over to where you were laying, she reached up pulling on your death scythe and catching you as the force pulled you out of the tree and into her arms. “We’ll be leaving now, Bassy, can’t have you taking my assistant as well as my heart.” “Don’t worry you're still a butler to die for.” You assured her as you left.

William T Spears

👓 Honestly hopes that you are joking, has never wished for anything more than that. 👓 Cannot deal with another Grell, if he even thinks for a second that you are going to be affected in the same way he's getting you out of there. 👓 Also very jealous and terrible at hiding it, but he’ll deny it for the rest of his undead life. 👓 Chastises you for complimenting a demon.

“Must you always get in the way?” William asked as he stood on a ledge you didn’t even realise was there. “How the hell did you get up there?” You mumbled as you blocked another of Sebastian’s hits. “Wow, that was a hit.” You slid back slightly. “What are you doing here, demon?” William asked, blocking a hit from where he was above you. “That would be telling.” Sebastian smirked as he leaned towards you “you must be new we’ve never met before.” “Ignore him.” William ordered as he pushed him away from you, though he didn’t stay away too long before he was standing behind you. “My name Sebastian Michaelis-” “You really are one hell of a butler aren’t you?” You asked. “Well aren’t you sweet?” Sebastian teased. “Enough of that.” William ordered as jumped down to pull you away from him “we don’t compliment our enemies.” “Are you jealous?” You asked. “What? Why would I be jealous of him?” He asked. “I mean… I could say it again but I think you’ll get mad at me.” You smirked as you looked up at him behind you. “We’re leaving.” He muttered. “Didn’t we come here for something?” You asked. “Yes and I already have it so it’s time to leave.” He answered pulling you with him. “Until next time Sebastian.” You waved. “Until next Milady.” Sebastian bowed. “There won’t be a next time.” William promised as he pulled you away.

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[natsuki208]

Little Ciel had a very bad night terror

About 3:15 in the morning and the rooms and halls were empty and quiet, at least quiet enough to hear the ticking from the old grandfather clock. Only one was left awake; or at least pretending to be asleep. Sebastian Michaelis, being a demon, did not acquire sleep but had no choice but to adapt or else he’d be seen as too suspicious.

The demon lied on his king bed with inner thoughts to himself, staring out through his window at the clear summer night , when all of a sudden… he heard a distant scream.

He shot up right from his bed immediately - for he heard this shocking sound so many times already. He exited his room and glanced around, making sure no one else woke up from the noise, luckily everyone seemed to know at that point that Sebastian could handle this kind of situation.

Opening the door just down the hallway from his bedroom, he saw his little boy wide awake in his bed, but sadly appeared very pale. He was crying heavily, wailing as tears ran down his cheeks, and his bunny plush had fallen off the edge next to the bedside table. Sebastian carefully lit the candle on said table and looked down on his crying child.

“Ciel. Are you alright?” He asked calmly but worriedly. He picked up the plushie off the floor and placed it back onto the bed.

The boy opened his eyes slightly and stared up at his father, still teary-eyed and his nose was runny. Sniffling, he moved over to hug him at once, while Sebastian was used to this it never changed the fact that he disliked seeing his little one fearful and upset.

When he shifted, Sebastian caught glimpse of a big stain on the bed where Ciel sat. Yes, it appeared the bed had to be washed later, but his scared boy was his main priority at that moment.

Ciel sounded like he said something but it was muffled by Sebastian’s shirt, the demon soothingly rubbed up and down Ciel’s back first before he could say anything else. It felt like a whole hour of just rubbing and crying early in the morning, but soon, the crying began to fade and only sniffles were filling the room. Ciel lifted his head away from his father’s shirt (which is now wet from tears) and looked back into the eyes of his father.

“I-I’m sowwy, Papa.” He sniffled again. “I didn’d mean it.”

He must’ve been talking about the wet bed, so Sebastian wiped away Ciel’s tears and smiled.

“No bluebird, it’s not your fault. It’s only normal for children of your age when having a night terror.”

‘Although, I need to have Tanaka to turn the heat down here just in case.’ He thought to himself.

The boy did a little grabby hand motion towards his bunny plushie, signalling his father to give it to him - which of course he did. He snuggled the bunny closely while also burying his face onto Sebastian’s shoulder, the demon couldn’t help himself but find the action pretty adorable. He stood up from the bed edge, carrying his child in one arm and holding the lit candle in the other.

“How about this: We’ll head downstairs and I’ll make you a cup of warm milk, change you into a clean nightie and you can sleep with Papa tonight. That sound okay?”

His voice sounded so gentle, so comforting, that it almost put Ciel back into a better mood. He perked up just a inch from the mention of warm milk but rested his head back immediately after.

“Can I stay up a liddle longer?” He mumbled.

Sebastian shook his head in defeat. It may not be the rightful time for his child to normally wake up, but every single time Ciel got scared by a night terror, it was harder to argue about it - too early for a disagreement as well.

With everything settled, including the warm milk and clean nightwear, the two of them headed back to Sebastian’s room where Ciel stayed up until he was finished with his drink. Drooping eyes told the demon to carefully lay his son down beside him on the bed; softly humming him a lullaby.

~

All went quiet in the manor once again. Even the little snoring from the five year old boy wasn’t loud enough to disturb his father watching over him. As he did, he kept thoughts to himself about how never in thousands of years had he ever felt so… peaceful. Seeing his little bluebird sleeping soundly told him he made a good choice to protect the little human whenever from danger or nightly terrors.

Guess it’s kind of a good thing that demons don’t acquire sleep after all.

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[faioula16]

Eternal companion chap4

Your demon: A contract with limits

Ten minutes had passed and Sébastian didn't waste the chance to prepare your lunch and serve it to the kitchen's table, covered by a tray lid so it would remain warm for you to eat whenever you decide you want to. 

The demon walked over to the backyard door and let it open for your dog to come in. As he went back to clean some dishes he glared in disgust when your dog finally entered the house. His ears perked a bit when he caught the sound of your footsteps walking down the stairs. 

Alas, your attention was now completely focused on your dog who jumped with his front feet on your shoulders and licked your cheek, causing you to laugh and giggle the whole time. 

Sébastian swore that if it wasn't for your sake and only, this filthy creature would be thrown out to the streets. 

"Down Dingo, down now" You ordered the Husky with a steady tone and so he obeyed, making his way into the living room where his bed was. 

You turned to face your demon but your cheek made sudden contact against a bare chest which was Sébastian's of course. Then his arms snaked around your waist bringing you closer. You looked up to him and smiled sweetly. "Sébastian...."

Half-lidden reddish-orange eyes stared down at you lovingly. He cupped both sides of your face and began to rub your cheeks playfully.

"Hey...stop that!" You grabbed his larger hands to yours and looked up at him with a serious expression. "I don't want you to go"

He gave you a sad smile while stroking your hair. "Hopefully I won't be that long my love" His head leaned down to rub his nose against yours gently.

"But you always return at night time. What's that surprise you told me about? Please tell me" You spoke softly, due to the warm feeling of his lips against your forehead.

"I'll be back very soon. Don't forget to eat your lunch, yes kitten?" He purred to your ear and before you knew it he pulled you in for a rough-passionate kiss. And just like that, he was gone. Leaving you a flustered mess.

Sebastian sneaked into the mansion and started on his butler duties like every day. He went to the servants and let them know they'd be off their duties for today and they could take the time to rest. With breakfast and tea already made he entered his master's bedroom, he let the wheeled table aside for a moment and walked straight to the double window to yank open the curtains and let the sunlight fill the room.

Ciel's eyes cracked open and let a yaw out as his body slowly rise and stretched out his arms, now sitting on the bed with his back against the pillows.

"Good morning young master, did you sleep well last night?" Sebastian asked while filling his master's fine porcelain cup with freshly made tea, serving it to him gracefully. 

The boy's slender fingers curled around the cup's handle as he brought it close to his face and took a sip from the hot delicious liquid. "Don't act as if you care, it disgusts me. And your efforts to avoid the main topic of what we have to discuss are utterly pathetic. You sneaked away from the mansion...again" Young lord murmured the word 'again' under his teeth in an aggressive tone. "I've been told you ordered the rest of the servants to guard me and the estate from intruders when this was YOUR task in the first place. It's the 13th time you did so for this month and to be honest it started to get on my nerves. Tell me Sebastian do you plan to go against our contract?"

The butler's surprised expression slowly faded away, his eyes were closed and a devilish smirk took its place across his youthful face. "Not at all my lord, however, we have to make a serious conversion together about some changes we might have to make for our contract to remain and for the success of both yours and my goals" 

Ciel's single eye never left its gaze from Sebastian's reddish-orange ones. "What the hell do you-!"

"Now now sir, there is no need to raise your voice like that, I am more than certain we'll come to a proper agreement but I am afraid your today's lessons cannot wait. We can talk during your lunchtime if that would be alright with you of course"  The butler remained silent for a moment and waited patiently for his master to act.

Finally, Ciel looked away and let out a deep sigh. "Fine" He got off the bed and stood up straight while Sebastian was undressing and changed him into a fine new outfit. 

Some hours passed and now it was time for Ciel's lunch. The young lord was at his studies, reading and sighting up a bunch of papers until the familiar knock from the other side of the door took his attention. "Enter" He spoke coldly and let the papers down against the wooden surface of his office.

Sebastian walked into his master's studies and closed the door behind him. With slow steps, he approached Ciel's office, now standing right before him, and left the silver tray with the food in front of his master's view. "My lord" His tone was smooth and calm as he made a small bow with his hand placed over his heart. 

The boy held the fork between his fingers before he took a bite of rose beef and peals. "Speak and you better explain everything"

"As you wish sir, I've already told you about Miss Y\N and the relationship we developed during the 8 previous months"

"Don't tell me things I am already well aware of" Ciel commented back but stopped abruptly as his mind came up with a new possible situation, his hands hit hard to the office, and stood up from his seat. "What in the devil do want to say?!' He shouted out angrily.

Sebastian didn't lose the chance to get off his tie and unbutton his white shirt, his gloved hands grabbed both the shirt's sides exposing most of his chest where your shared silver seal would remain for eternity.  With closed eyes and a genuinely happy smile, he chuckled in amusement. His master's pure shocked face was more than entertaining to say the very least.

A shadow appeared on the boy's gaze as he lowered his head a bit. "BASTARD!" In a flash, the plate with his lunch was thrown across the demon's face. 

His face and hair were now all dirty and a complete mess, his hands pulled over his chest just in time to cover your shared seal from getting dirty. The demon let out a deep sigh. "Alas, I knew such a reaction couldn't be avoided from you master. However, you must calm yourself this doesn't change our contract. I will help you get your revenge and I will take your soul in exchange. My Y\N's case is different in all matters. You see, it turns out she was meant to be my mate and eternal companion. With this seal, I became responsible for her precious soul, so when the time came for her to pass away the reapers wouldn't have the right to take her soul to paradise or hell either. I will put her soul into new bodies as the centuries pass so, she will always remain alive and we'll be together forever. That was one of my promises to her. All I want to ask are some favors from you for both of the contracts between you, me, and her to work out in harmony" He explained calmly with his hands now behind his back.

Ciel was taking deep breaths in a desperate try to calm himself down. "What favors? And just to be clear, does she know about our contract?"

"Yes she does, I told her all about it. I couldn't hide the truth from my one and only mate after all. But fear not she's not going to give out our secrets, she's loyal enough as much as I am to her. About the favors, I wanted to ask...I would be more than grateful if you'd be so kind as to hire her as an employee here at the mansion. She's a very capable gardener and will be a great help to me compared to the mess those three are causing me all the time. I will be able to keep an eye on her and make sure she's safe. The second favor is that from now on I'd like to have 2 free hours during the day and a new bedroom I can share with her. That will be all my lord, I am sure this won't be any trouble compared to your generosity and kind nature"

"And what if I refuse all that nonsense you requested? Do not forget you acted behind my back and got against our contract no matter if you want to admit it or not"

Sebastian smiled mostly to himself and glanced back at his master with a confident gaze. "Then you have my wish for a happy future. Time was never my enemy and no matter how much time it will take me, I will find another tasteful meal to satisfy my stomach. You thought you could do whatever you desired with me, that I was your pawn, your tool to fight any block on your way and that's true but not without any limits. As a demon, I will never abandon my mate and I will stay by her side at all costs. The final decision is completely for you to take if you will agree or refuse my requests....so, what will you do, master?" The devil gave out a nasty smile, allowing his sharp teeth and fangs to be barely visible and his eyes to turn that pink-fuchsia of his.

You were eating peacefully your lunch, you spared a bit to Dingo as well when you heard the knocking on the front door. Sebastian who had already unlocked and made his way inside with the extra pair of keys you had given him walked towards you and lifted you from your seat to his arms. "My surprise to you awaits, shall we go now kitten?" He questioned with his forehead against yours.

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[hazashiovo]

Hii I saw ur taking request Soo I wanted to know if you can do One-shot for riddle rosehearts he is ma fav if that is not a problem!

Ofc I can, popular opinion,but he reminds me of Ciel Phantomhive lol.

Genre: Fluff,imagine,just full of love tbh.

Treating a sick Riddle Rosehearts

It was hard to imagine that your dear boyfriend who always acted tough and in control was now in his bed,face flushed red and sweaty.

A thermometer hanging from his dry lips.

You told him many times,not to overwork himself. To take a break from time to time.

But Riddle was just so stubborn that he would only do what he wanted.

It drove you crazy. But who's now at your hand? Who's wiping his soaked forehead and neck? You.

His worried girlfriend barely resisting the urge to scold him for not listening to her.

"Here,I made you soup." One sympathetic smile on your lips.

The boy coughs a little, raising his upper body just enough for him to be able to eat the dish you made specially just for him.

Riddle pouts as you slick back his wet red hair, the soup filled spoon leaving a pleasant taste in his mouth.

"Thank you,rose." The boy's voice raspy manages to speak, his nick name for you rolling off his tongue effortlessly.

Riddle's face lights up,just now realizing how good the taste of this soup really is.

You giggle quietly at his adorable face,placing a quick kiss on his hot forehead.

"Eat up so I can give you your meds, alright Hun?" He nods,even if the taste of them is horrible, he knows it's necessary to take his medicine in order to get better.

"You know,if you would've listened to me this wouldn't have happened." Of course the urge to say something about the carelessness this boy had for himself finally was fulfilled.

If his head wouldn't feel like blowing off, Riddle would've rolled his eyes. But unfortunately he has to keep it in until he gets better.

Just on cue, the red haired boy sneezes,making you joint back startled.

"Tch." He raises his hand to his nose, wiping away with a tissue his runny ,red nose.

To be honest, Riddle's current appearance reminds you of a bunny. From cute red watery eyes to the way his lips were in a straight line, almost a pout. Even his hands were gripping the blanket so tightly, yeah,a bunny.

If he knew how you were visualizing him right now in your mind... Off with your head. Joking! If he was in his right health you'd most likely get your cheeks pinched and a scowl on his pretty face. Hehe.

After successfully eating the whole bowl of home made soup,you feed the sickly boy the prescribed medication. Riddle's face contorts Into a disgusted expression,his tongue dramatically spilling out like he just had the most disgusting thing for dinner.

You chuckle and pat his leg one last time. His expression now turning to his tired one.

"I'm gonna go now,you should rest." You smile, "To make sure you get back on your feet fast." Even if Riddle can't see you properly,the light making him squint his eyes, he knows your smiling.

That smile that warms his heart when it appears on your carefully sculpted face.

He blinks slowly a few times,a new surge of tiredness washing over him.

Yeah,he should rest. "Thank you my rose."

You hear the boy mumble before drifting off to a most likely uncomfortable sleep. The fever surely must lower,but you doubt this will be like his usual sleep.

His words make your smile grow bigger,happy that Riddle is accepting to be seen vulnerable by you and that he allows you to take care of him.

If he truly didn't want you to be here in times like this,he simply wouldn't allow you to enter his room.

But especially when he's like this are the times that he truly needs you to be around him. So be sure that the dorm leader would never forget the kindness and compassion you showed him,not only as your boyfriend,but as truly a person.

After spending a few seconds watching his sleeping frame,you leave. Reminding yourself that you have other business to do,even if your anxiety will probably eat you up and you'd be unable to focus properly,but it's ok. It's your boyfriend's health after all.

Once the door is closed ,you feel it. Tickling your nose,your face making that expecting expression.

"Hapciu!" A loud sneeze echoes through the hall outside of Riddle's room. Your eyes whiden and a shiver runs down your spine as you wipe a tear from the corner of your eye.

"Shit."

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Ahhh💕

Riddle's so cute ❤️

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[darkspellmaster]

Can we talk about these two images! Hand offerings.

So in the recent Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler Chapter, there was an interesting image of both Doll and O!Ciel holding out their hands to Snake.

What's interesting to me is the choice of hands being held out and why they're important.

In the image, because of the way we're looking at it it seems like Ciel is offering his left hand and Doll her right.

The Right hand meaning = a place of honor and status, the favored hand of god, as well as the rational, conscious and logical, as well as aggressive and anxious, and connected to the idea of benevolent white magic.

The Left hand meaning = the hand of judgement, weakness, decay, death. Connected to intuition and also dark magic.

Thus one would think, oh it's implying that taking Ciel's hand means he was shaking the wrong hand.

But this would be WRONG!

We're looking at it from Snake's POV. So in reality...

Ciel is holding out his RIGHT HAND, while Doll is holding out the LEFT HAND.

We see this again with Doll in another shot from Chapter 208 a bit later in Snake's memory.

In both cases Doll is holding out the left hand to Snake, indicating that the offering is a less then ideal one. As we see, Snake witnesses them taking the kids, but he doesn't say a thing or question it, and it's the same later on during the Circus arc.

O!Ciel on the other hand gave him his right hand, showing trust and that he was being honest even though he was lying. What he told Snake was what he wanted to do, let them go, let the Circus people leave, because in the end even he knew they were victims. He could have easily had Sebastian kill them all there at the circus.

But he didn't, his goal was Kelvin. So he gave Snake a story to give him hope (as he said "say a lie enough and it becomes real (or the truth)").

It's interesting to note that even though the circus crew was friendly with Snake, getting him a costume, and other things, we've seen that he still was an outsider. He was kept in his own tent, away from the others. He was still being put on display, even though it was in a circus, it's still being put on display.

OCiel and the servants on the other hand, made him part of their group. He went with them, they all road in the same cart. On the Campania Ciel even told him he doesn't care what others think of who he associates with.

We also see in the naming of Snake by Joker that it's so very different than Ciel giving Finny his name.

For Snake, Joker just calls him what he looks like. Dagger even asks why, and Joker says he's bad at naming. Jumbo gives better consideration to naming the snakes than Joker did in naming Snake.

O!Ciel on the other hand takes the time to consider a name for Finny, and gives him not only the name of his favorite hero, from his favorite book, one that holds a lot of significance to him both now and in the past, but (if you hold to the theory that O!Ciel's real name is Finnian) then he's giving Finny his NAME. He's sharing a huge part of himself with Finny.

(You can also point out that Ciel doesn't call Mey-Rin Owl, he only calls her by her real name, showing that he respects her as her own individual person.)

To me that image, I think, is showing readers that there's more connections and a deeper bond with O!Ciel and the Phantomhive Servants, with Snake than he had with the circus, even though he thinks there is a strong bond there.

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[scribbleseas]

in love & in war: the one where he meets you

Description: Join Ciel, the Earl of Phantomhive, as he embarks on one of the most difficult challenges of his professional life: getting you to fall in love with him in order to become the next chairman of TransAtlantica— your father’s vast shipping empire.

Warnings: The reader’s opinions are a bit old-fashioned, and they don’t reflect my own! Besides that, I’m sure there will be some explicit content down the line, but honestly, this story is much more romcom than our usually scheduled programming. It’s just a silly palette cleanser in season for Valentine’s Day.

Author’s Note: Hi! You guys expressed that you guys like more frequent posts, and I’ve reached a bit of a roadblock on my main Ciel fic right now. I thought I would write up a quick beginning to a potential drabble series! If you guys are interested in this premise, let me know! It’s fun to write such chill stakes content for once lol. Also, this isn’t based off a particular request! I’m still playing with my ideas from those, and at this point, I can confidently say you guys are getting either a one shot or a 1-3 part series based on one. Thank you all for submitting, and feel free to keep them coming.

Happy Reading!

- Dan

MASTERLIST

In Conference

April, 1895

Your life was nowhere near as easy as it seemed.

Perhaps, the average onlooker might see you and presume that the expensive jewels wrapped around your neck and your fingers were the most burdensome aspect of your privileged life. Or perhaps they might have thought it would be the pinch from your stately heels or the strain from a brilliant, yet strategic, permanent smile.

Your business smile. Your future-Countess-of-Richmond smile.

But they couldn’t have been more wrong.

This very moment was exact proof of that— you were in the midst of your world collapsing. The abject shock rattling through your mind was akin to a nightmare. Your eyebrows pulled together in a contentious pout, the horrified look you used to get away with your most childish crimes from your parents.

“Marriage? Simply not.” You begged, alreadying feeling your will to fight waver under your father’s tired stare, your mother’s pained grin. “I’m only—”

“Of perfect age to begin looking for a potential partner. 22 is well past ready, I would say,” your mother answered for you.

“I would be— but—” you sputtered like a fish out of water only to inhale deeply through your nose. You needed to collect yourself. Negotiate thoughtfully and logically. That was the only way to get yourself out of this.

“Speak with intent, Y/n,” your father interjected boredly, retraining his attention on the business reports he was reading. He fixed his glasses, pushing them further up the bridge of his nose.

Speak with intent. You knew those words well. They were your solace, the lighthouse in the storm that came with childhood temperament. Your father, no matter the cause of your distress, would answer: Speak with intent.

“Right,” you cleared your throat apologetically, glancing down at your hands as they sat clasped in your lap. “Sincerest apologies, sir.”

Your father hummed, eyebrows jumping a fraction of a centimeter. He picked up his pen and scribbled his signature at the bottom of the report. Your mother’s hand fell on the nape of his neck to make him turn his gaze back up at you. He hesitated before doing so, waiting to click a stamp onto the signed report.

“I do not wish to marry,” you enunciated your words carefully, confidently. “At least, not yet,” you added, now catching your father’s attention for the blunder. “I’ve yet to meet someone I love,” you felt your face redden, a desire to run back to your room threatening to overtake your fortitude. You were only so strong under your father, the Earl of Richmond’s deliberation stare. It struck fear into the other side of conference tables, lecture halls, and courtrooms. And now, across his desk at his only daughter.

Before your father could remind you that love wasn’t the most important aspect of a successful marriage, your mother interjected gently.

“What about the Duke of Clarence’s son, Antonio? He seemed to like you,” she prompted. Wrongly. You’d danced with Antonio at the Summer Solstice gala that the Pembroke family threw annually. The man opted to use the waltz’s entirety to brag about his family’s Italian vineyards and his love for agriculture. And, of course, his admiration for your father’s entrepreneurial genius. His shipping empire, TransAtlantica, had just successfully fortified shipping systems in all of the states; a step forward from simply cycling through all major ports along the east coast.

“He doesn’t love me,” you complained, “he loves TransAtlantica. He’d much prefer to marry our family corporation!” Antonio was suitable. He was decent, but that’s all he truly was to you. It’s all he ever could be.

You met your mother’s eyes pleadingly, and she pursed her lips, fully knowing the next words out of your mouth. You had a deal. From a young age, you knew the Richmond family, the Y/l/n line, respected contracts more than all else. Since you turned 17, you had one signed by all three parties and dated.

Your mother sucked in a breath through her teeth. “I remember the deal,” she said, taking a moment to consider her own words. The corners of her lips twitched as if she was attempting to hide her amusement with you. She understood— her own father, your grandfather, was just as militant, stiff with professionalism. Promises were negotiations with terms, signatures, and stamps. There were no arguments this way. “Dearest,” she addressed your father, the hand that was on the back jumping to his shoulder, “you do as well.”

“Do you?” You challenged, indignantly crossing your arms. “I request you restate the terms, mother.”

“If we are to pressure you into marriage before you feel ready, you must consent to the courting party,” your father took the liberty of answering gruffly. He squared his shoulders, regarding you purposefully— equal parts exhaustion and respect for your endurance. He cultivated it, after all. It was a fire that burned in your family for generations, as sacred as a temple flame.

“Yes,” you affirmed, “and so, I must choose the man I wish to be with.”

“With respect to your titles— no one below your station. And he must be chosen by the end of this courtship season,” your father added, negotiating. He tilted his head, analyzing your next move.

You knew of the first term since you were a child. You even remembered the exact day you learned them. You were a young girl, a little younger than seven. A young commoner boy had attempted to hand you a rose. Your maid at the time had scolded him for standing in the way of a noble family, since he had stepped out in front of you. It was a discernible moment, truly.

As for your father’s second term… you were unconvinced such a thing could be done.

“The end of the courtship season is in four months,” you replied, frowning. You were sure you met most eligible men in your social class. How were you to form a genuine connection in such little time? Even if you couldn’t find love per se, you still wanted to find someone you were compatible with.

“If we reach that deadline and you find no one, we can talk about it,” your mother answered. “And, you must allow me and your aunt to fix you on outings with suitors we like.

“Fine. Only if Daphne joins me,” you replied, knowing fully well that you weren’t allowed anywhere without your handmaiden present.

. . .

Next week

Your mother was sure not to waste any time in beginning to schedule supervised outings with a different well-educated and ennobled man that was within the appropriate age constraints. You’ve never had such a boring week, brutally torn away from the studies you adored so much.

“—And we’ve got another vacation home down in Tuscany, I think,” the Viscount Lineford’s son concluded, taking a peremptory drink out of his tea. He was dressed crisply in beige trousers that rolled up past his ankle and low leather shoes. His sterling watch sparkled in the spring sun.

You fought a building yawn that tempted the back of your throat, determined to hide your exhaustion with the man. It was a good effort, but you certainly weren’t impressed.

“That must be incredible,” you answered absently. “It must be such a lovely foreign getaway for the Lineford family,” you grinned diplomatically, blind to the horror that twisted his — you didn’t care to remember his name, unfortunately — face.

“Foreign? Excuse me Lady Y/n, but my family traces far back into Italian culture that we are practically Roman…” he started, only for you to interject.

“Will you just excuse me, please?” You struggled to keep the desperation out of your face, calmly searching for your supervisor. She was meant to be sitting at a table nearby, merely ensuring that your outing remained within polite societal constraints. More importantly, Daphne served as your escape when your potential suitors proved most unbearable. All you needed to do was subtly tilt your fan to your left ear and the woman would always scramble over to you with an excuse to steer you out of any scenario you found distasteful.

Such as this one.

Daphne never normally left your side, a realization that allowed worry to creep into your tone. “I’m unsure where my maid went, and I would like to fetch her,” you replied, standing and shouldering your small day bag over your shoulder.

“I’m sorry?” He asked, chuckling with bitter disbelief at your rudeness. Ladies were supposed to be demure and polite. You were impatient and honest, a product of an Earl knowing that his daughter was the object of his legacy. Your father trained you as he would a son, and your tutors followed in suit. “Surely you’re joking; this is the middle of our tea.”

Her pocketbook and her sweater weren’t even sitting on the chair she had been occupying, causing you to blink at the empty table in disbelief.

“No, I’m not. I think something might be wrong,” you shouldered past the man, stepping between other individuals sitting at the common tables in the park.

“Fine, you aren’t worth it anyway!” He called at your back, but the words hardly registered with you.

The area was rather common for courting pairs to visit in the early spring. However, it could also be populated with…criminals. “Excuse me,” you mumbled, quickly walking down the paved pathway through the greenery to the main sidewalk, the London pavement heavy with pedestrians. The streets were perhaps more crowded with carriages and sweating horses.

You couldn’t be alone in the city! As a woman of your stature, it simply wasn’t done. Never. Ever. It was an affront to your teachings, and it was unsafe. You needed your friend, not some stranger.

“Where is she?” You mumbled, rapidly attempting to discern every face that passed you. Surely it wouldn’t be long until someone recognized you— you were one of the most photographed families in the country. In fact, you were fortunate no one had offered your location to the press while you were on this outing. You never would have heard the last of it.

Some took hold of your handbag and darted off, using your distractedness to his advantage. He ran to the end of the block and crossed the street, weaving through pedestrians once the crossing guard allowed your side to walk over. If your hand hadn’t been tightly clutching the strap as you walked, you never would have noticed.

You did your best to pick up your speed and chase him, yelling out.

You cried out, glancing down at your long springtime dress. Your short heels were nowhere near efficient enough for you to make a chase out of the robbery, nor should have needed to! Even still, you lunged into the street — without looking.

In fact, if you had committed to your step, you would’ve been flattened by an oncoming carriage, given that the crossing guard had ordered pedestrians to stop passing moments prior. The only reason why you didn’t make the life-ruining step seemed to be… a tall young man with a serious face and staggering presence. He only had one exposed blue eye, the other was concealed by a black eyepatch. His grip tightened around your arm, pulling you intimately into his chest.

You breathed heavily, tearing yourself out of his arms. A flair of irritation caused you to glare at him as you righted your stance and smooth your dress. However, he did save you from a potentially life ending situation. His immediate insurance of your safety was more meaningful than a misaligned gown that you fixed in seconds.

In fact, the moment truly was a bit theatrical. The man was handsome enough to make you smile with uncertainty, your irritation melting. “Thank you for that,” you said, relieved that the sidewalk seemed to clear, the crowd dispersing from the main street. “I could have been killed.”

“That would have been quite a shame,” he replied, locking eyes with you. The man made a thin attempt at returning your smile. He was enchanting, regal… your heart skipped a beat, considerably flustered.

…Until he spoke again, completely distorting the immediate magnetic lure you felt from his sharp features: “Rather careless of you, my Lady. You ought to be smarter than that.”

You frowned. “In case you failed to notice, that man stole my handbag and essentially disappeared,” you snapped impatiently. It had your identification, emergency notes in case you needed to purchase something, the current novel you were fixated on…how were you meant to return to the estate now?

“You weren’t catching him, I don’t think,” he noted astutely, watching you as you stepped past him to go in the direction you came from. Perhaps Daphne circled back to the park in search of you. You absolutely needed to find her.

“Thank you for your help. Good day,” you answered brusquely, continuing to walk. However, he remained in stride with you, still unabashedly smug. It quickly absolved you of any former gratefulness you had toward the man for pulling you away from oncoming traffic. Perhaps it might have hurt less to have collided with a horse and a carriage over the velocity and mass of this random man’s ego.

“What, don’t tell me you going to go chase him,” He said patronizingly, a sardonic pull infecting what you thought was initially a careful smile. No, the man was just another arrogant bastard, it seemed. “In those shoes, especially,” He perused, causing you to stop once more and regard him.

“I am a noble woman, you will not speak to me in such a manner no matter what line of—“ you caught the sapphire family and silver crest rings around two of his fingers — “mediocre destitution you come from!” You jabbed purposefully, undeserving of his rudeness and his condescension, no matter what title he occupied in your class. You were the partial inheritor of TransAtlantia; you trained to run the company to some degree since you could speak. Few could step to you.

“I believe I said good day, kind sir,” you added poisonously, daring him to continue to test you before speeding back towards the park. You needed Daphne, you needed an officer…anyone besides this pompous— you ended the thought before you could further infect yourself with such unladylike curses.

It really wasn’t so easy being the daughter of an Earl.

CIEL PHANTOMHIVE

“I’ve planned things so Lady Y/n’s maid is off helping a little girl find her mother; I separated the two by distracting the girl with a kitten. Y/n will panic without her maid being within her immediate reach, drawing her out to the street. I will cause her to put herself in harm’s way by distracting her at the corner of 89th Street and Arthur. Be ready by the street post. I’ve made the new paralegal late to his case, he will have instructed his butler to drive quick. You will need to pull her away from the street. If you miss, things may end rather…unfortunately for the young woman,” Ciel Phantomhive’s butler, Sebastian Michealis, outlined.

Sebastian was Ciel’s head butler, his head chef, head landscaper, tailor, tutor… but most importantly, the Earl of Phantomhive’s contracted demon. The supernatural being was at his disposal and his bidding; his new role being the most interesting one of all: matchmaker. He fabricated a scene for Ciel to meet Y/n Y/l/n, and ideally, make her love him.

It was simple, really. Ciel needed a wife; Y/n’s family needed a competent businessman to run that prosperous giant of a shipping enterprise; and most importantly, the woman seemed to be rather competent. The only danger to his strategy was, of course, Y/n’s foul storybook idealism, apparently. Ciel knew Y/n was highly educated and well graced in ettiquiete, but she seemed intent on finding some happily ever after of sorts.

She wanted a husband— a bloody love match. No— she needed an actor to convince her that she was worth marrying beyond the incredible status she represented. There was no asset greater than a title and an economic monarchy to inherit, and securing such a prize meant that Ciel needed to woo her.

“My Lord, you must be considerate, but not too kind. Though you should also refrain from acting too smugly or the lady may take offense,” his butler had offered some horrifically embarrassing — and incredibly unhelpful — acting lessons for him to express the particular warmth Lady Y/n seemed to be looking for.

Love. A feeling Ciel hadn’t known in around nine years. Arguably, it could’ve been more. And yet, in order to stop being solicited by desperate mothers and unlikely candidates, he was securing his bride.

According to Ciel’s butler, that meant he needed to create a memorable foundation in the woman’s mind, an introduction that would leave her curious, impassioned. Wanting more. Something to make him stand out amongst the other faceless, classless mouth breathers who would be vying for TransAtlantica, now that word of her search for a suitor was widespread.

The company and Y/n’s hand were all one in the same courtship, and Ciel was sure the was going to win both.

The Earl of Phantomhive was never one to lose. He’d be remiss to start now.

#anime fanfiction #black butler fanfic #historical fiction #ciel phantomhive x reader #ciel x reader #sebastian michaelis #black butler

[blues824]

hii could i get black butler characters (ciel, sebastian, claude, alois + undertaker) reacting to the reader who’s basically like has the same abilities as spiderman but they were from the future and now they’re in their world so they spend their time going on missions for the queen ? :O

Gender-neutral reader. Also, I hate spiders, so Claude is easily my least favorite character, but I somehow made his and Undertaker's the most romantic.

Ciel Phantomhive

He has heard word of a certain heroic figure that roams the streets of England. He ordered Sebastian to find out who exactly you were, and imagine his surprise when he found out it was you, who was a loyal servant to Her Majesty.

The young Phantomhive lord was definitely intrigued in your abilities, since you were completely human. He had you explain, and you had to tell him that you were from the future and the Queen employed you as her ‘knight in the night’ of sorts.

You two were often called lapdogs of the Queen, but your fights never ended in death. Yours ended in Scotland Yard getting ahold of the perpetrators and finding them wrapped up in spiderwebs. Ciel had seen a crime scene that you had been at, and he was very weirded out by it.

One time, you stayed at the Phantomhive Manor overnight since you visited and a storm came on. Mey-rin was running with expensive china and she tripped. Your spidey-sense went off and you quickly caught the dinnerware. Ciel spat out his tea in shock as he stared at you with wide-eyes.

Sebastian Michaelis

He had also caught wind of the person who prowls around at night because of the morning paper. His master had ordered to unmask you, and he couldn’t say he was exactly surprised that it was you. You always came up with not-that-great excuses, so he kind of figured it out.

You remind him of his arachnid counterpart, Claude. Faustus was a spider demon, so the correlation was understandable. However, your personality differed greatly. Plus, you did work for the Queen rather than the Trancy brat.

Sebastian has had the opportunity to gaze upon your ‘victims’ at a crime scene, all wrapped within the web that you spun. It could serve as a metaphor: he was caught in the web of your heart, finally getting to experience what it was like to be the prey rather than the predator.

Once, when you had accepted the invitation to stay at the Phantomhive Manor, the two of you were up late at night and just relaxing in each other’s presence. Then, your spidey-sense was activated and you shot a web out and accidentally caught Bard. It was very amusing to your beloved demon, but he assisted in getting the chef out.

Alois Trancy

Out of pure curiosity and frustration, he ordered Claude to show him who you were. Upon snatching the mask off of your face, Alois let out a gasp of surprise. Why, it was Her Majesty’s other lapdog! How exciting!

You can not tell me that he wouldn’t have you use your abilities to amuse him. String up his servants to the chandelier to make him laugh as they tried their hardest to escape. It was inhumane, but we all know how he is.

He has seen photographs of crime scenes where criminals are stuck in webs for the police to easily detain them, and he thinks it’s hilarious. The fact that those perpetrators were helpless as they got arrested just fueled the fire in him. 

One time, you two were out in the garden, and you had the very spontaneous idea to cling to a tree and swing. You told him to grab onto you (think MJ and Spiderman in Far From Home), and while it was a very small swing, Alois loved feeling the air on his face. He asked (demanded) you to do it again and again.

Claude Faustus

When Alois had ordered him to unmask you, he had no reaction in finding out that it was you. He already pieced it together weeks ago, considering this figure that stopped criminals came at the same time you were brought into the Queen’s court.

Two spiders just living their lives, one human and one demon. You both are caught in each other’s webs, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. Besides, the abilities you have just compliment each other. You can shoot webs and he can evade them as well as break through them.

He has also had the opportunity to gaze upon a crime scene that you obviously visited, seeing as the criminals were wrapped in webbing. That’s actually how you met for the first time: you thought he was a perpetrator and you shot a web at him. He evaded it, but as your arm was out he grasped it and pulled you to his chest.

That moment is when he realized that you must have had another sense that told you he was suspicious. You later told him that it was your ‘spidey-sense’ and it was like an inhuman instinct that you frequently act upon.

Undertaker

He’s been quite sad because of the spider-like figure that has been arresting criminals rather than killing them so they end up in his shop. However, it was one day where he had decided to take a stroll to clear his mind and he saw you in an alleyway, with your costume still on but your mask was off.

What an amazing discovery! He wished he could dissect you so that he could find out how you got his abilities, but you were still alive and well. You just told him instead, how you were from the future and you got bit by a radioactive spider and that’s how you got your powers.

Undertaker has seen some crime scenes, and he’s utterly fascinated by how you shoot webs that leave the criminals immobile as the police and Scotland Yard come get them. You can not fight me when I say that when you both are romantically involved, he would kiss the web glands on your wrists. 

You both make a great couple, honestly. There have been a few times where your spidey-sense goes off when your boyfriend here tries to make a ‘doll’. They often try to attack you for some reason, so you shoot your webbing out. Undertaker rushes over to make sure you’re alright, worried that the doll had hit you.

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[animeisfornerdz]

The Secret Affair Part Three || Ciel Phantomhive

Synopsis - You find out you're pregnant with Ciel's baby.

Warnings - SFW.

Notes - Characters are 18+!

Word Count - 2.2k.

[Caffeinate Me]

It had been a few months since word got out about yours and Cie’s engagement. You moved into the Phantomhive Manor shortly after his proposal and quickly became a part of the Phantomhive family. 

You woke up in the early hours of the morning feeling unwell. You felt sick to your stomach, something that wasn’t unusual for you. You trudged your way down to the kitchen and grabbed yourself a glass of water, chugging it in the hopes that it would help ease your queasiness. You sleepily walked back to bed and slipped in besides Ciel who quickly wrapped his arms around you in his sleep, pulling you close to his body. You let out a soft, content sigh and closed your eyes slowly drifting back off to sleep. When you woke up in the morning, Ciel was gone. His bed clothes were neatly folded on his side of the bed. You sat up and rubbed your eyes, looking at the clock on your bedside table. It was almost 9am. Your eyes widened and you shot up, grabbing a dress out of your wardrobe and dressing yourself quickly. You made your way to Ciel’s study to see him sitting there looking concerned. 

“Ciel?” You asked, tapping on the doorframe to gain his attention. “Are you okay?” 

Ciel looked up at you, a smile playing on his lips as soon as his eye fell on your form. “Y/N! You’re awake!” He exclaimed. 

“Why didn’t you wake me this morning?” You asked, walking further into the room. 

“Sebastian said you woke up not feeling well. I wanted to let you rest,” Ciel replied, standing up from his seat and making his way over to you. He wrapped his arms around your waist and placed a soft kiss on your lips. “Are you feeling any better?” 

You shook your head. “Not really, no.” 

“Oh sweetheart,” he mumbled, brushing some hair out of your face. “What’s wrong?” 

You shrugged. “I don’t know. I just feel really sick.” 

Ciel placed the back of his hand on your forehead and frowned. “You don’t feel warm. Was it something you ate?” 

You shook your head. “Surely if it was something I ate, you’d feel the same?” You questioned. Ciel nodded in understanding. 

“I suppose.” He pressed another kiss on your lips. “I have to get back to work, but you’re more than welcome to stay if you’d like.” 

You shook your head again. “I’ll leave you to it, Ciel. I’m going to get some breakfast, maybe help Mey-Rin with some chores.” 

Ciel raised an eyebrow. “Is that really a good idea while you’re not feeling well?” 

“It’ll take my mind off of it,” you whispered. You kissed him and said goodbye before exiting the study and heading down to the kitchen. 

As you arrived at the kitchen, Sebastian was already preparing your breakfast. “Ah, Lady Y/N,” he chimed when he saw you standing in the hallway. “How are you feeling this morning, my lady?” 

“Not great Sebastian,” you replied with a small smile. Sebastian’s eyes seemingly shone at your words, a mischievous glint was held in them.

“Well that’s no good,” he said suddenly as he began to plate up your breakfast. He walked into the dining room with your plate and you followed, sitting down where he had placed it. “Hopefully some food will help you to feel a little bit better.” 

“I hope so!” You replied, immediately taking a bite out of the piping hot eggs on your plate. Sebastian never usually gave you this much food, but this morning you welcomed the loaded plate. You were starving. 

“I must continue with my duties, but if you need anything don’t hesitate to find me,” Sebastian said before bowing and leaving you to eat your breakfast. You watched him leave the dining room as you chewed your food quickly, swallowing it almost immediately. You finished your breakfast within record time and took the plate into the kitchen to be washed. Bard was sitting on the counter tops, smoking a cigarette. When he saw you, he hopped down immediately with a sheepish smile on his face. 

“Lady Y/N,” he said, taking a drag of his cigarette. “Good morning.”

“Good morning Bard,” you smiled, placing your plate into the sink. “How are you this morning?” 

“I’m good,” he responded with a nod. He hesitated for a moment before saying, “I heard from Sebastian that you’re not feeling well. You should be in bed, resting up! You have a wedding to plan.” 

“You know me Bard,” you chuckled. “I never rest easily.” 

Bard laughed at your comment as he took another drag of his cigarette. “Well, I know Mey-Rin is upstairs if you’d like to go and see her.” 

“Actually she’s just the lady I wanted to see,” you smirked. “Thanks Bard.”

“Not a problem my lady,” he said with a bow. 

You smiled and left the kitchen, making your way up the stairs to find Mey-Rin. You checked all the rooms in the manor and found her in the last spare bedroom. She was making the bed as you walked in. “Hi Mey-Rin,” you smiled. 

She jumped and turned around to see you, a goofy smile on her face. “You scared me, my lady! Yes you did!” 

“I’m sorry!” You chuckled, watching as she placed her hand over her heart. 

“It’s okay my lady, yes it is. Is there anything you need?” She asked as she placed the duvet on the bed. 

You shook your head. “I just came to see if you needed any help.” 

“That’s greatly appreciated my lady, yes it is,” Mey-Rin started. “But I’m all finished in this room.” 

“Do you need help with anything else?” You asked as you tilted your head to the side. 

Mey-Rin shook her head and sat down in a chair that was located in the corner of the room. “The only thing I have left to properly clean is Lord Phantomhive’s study.”

“I’ll help you!” You said immediately. 

“No no! You should be resting my lady, yes you should!” Mey-Rin cried out. 

You looked confused at her sudden concerned outburst, but thought nothing of it. “Don’t be silly Mey-Rin,” you smiled. “I’ve helped you clean Ciel’s study before.”

“Yes but this time it’s different,” she replied. As soon as the words left her lips, she threw her hands over her mouth. 

“Why is it different?” You asked with scrunched eyebrows. 

Mey-Rin sighed in defeat. “Sebastian told me you were pregnant, yes he did.” 

“Pregnant?” You asked, eyebrows knitting together in confusion. You stumbled back lightly, shocked by her words. Your back hit the dresser that was pushed against the wall. “Pregnant?” You asked again. 

Mey-Rin nodded and pushed her glasses up her nose. “You should be resting, yes you should!” 

Realisation slowly sunk into your brain and suddenly you felt even sicker. You had only just realised that you had in fact missed a period. Your brain had been so focused on your upcoming wedding with Ciel that you hadn’t even thought about it. You placed a hand on your stomach. You had to see Sebastian, and fast! “Mey-Rin, I’ll be back to help you with Ciel’s study. I just need to do something,” you whispered before bolting out of the room. The maid stared after you, but didn’t stop you from doing whatever it was you were going to do. 

“Sebastian!” You shouted down the halls of the manor. You had looked all over for him, but to no luck. So, you had just resorted to shouting his name. 

“Yes, my lady?” A voice came from behind you. 

You jumped but quickly composed yourself. “Sebastian. I must talk to you,” you looked around before whispering, “in private.” 

Sebastian raised an eyebrow in suspicion before leading you into a spare bedroom. He shut the door behind you once you entered and leaned against the door. “What’s the matter my lady?” He asked. 

Your eyes filled with tears, of happiness or confusion you weren’t sure, but eventually you managed to choke out. “I’m pregnant?” 

Sebastian’s eyes remained calm. “I believe so, yes my lady.” 

“How do you know?” You asked, taking a step closer to him. 

“I can smell it,” he replied. You had recently learnt that Sebastian was, in fact, a demon. So, for him to be able to smell such things made sense to you. It was better than going to a doctor right now. 

“Are you sure?” You asked. 

“Positive,” Sebastian responded with a nod. 

You began pacing up and down the large room with a hand on your stomach. “What am I going to do?” You asked with wide eyes. “Ciel and I can’t have a baby out of wedlock! We’ll be shunned!” 

“My only solution, my lady, would be to have the wedding as soon as possible. A small wedding with a few friends and family. Then, after a few weeks, announce the pregnancy to everyone.” 

You thought for a moment before nodding. “I must tell Ciel,” you mumbled. 

“Do you require my assistance when you tell him?” Sebastian asked. 

You shook your head. “No. No, I should be okay.” 

“Very well then my lady,” Sebastian asked. “Shall we go now?” You wanted time to process this, but you also knew that time was of the essence right now. You had to do this fast and methodically. You nodded to Sebastian and he offered you his arm. You linked your arm with his and began to walk to Ciel’s study. Sebastian sensed your nervousness. “You need not worry about his response, my lady. I believe my master will be overjoyed.”

“Do you think so, Sebastian?” You asked as you reached the study. Sebastian just nodded and knocked on the study door. 

“Who is it?” Ciel's voice came. 

“It’s me, my lord. I come with Lady Y/N,” Sebastian answered through the door. 

“Enter,” Ciel droned. As soon as you entered, you removed your arm from Sebastian’s and sighed. Ciel noted your apprehension and stood up from his desk, making his way over to you. Ciel placed his hands on your shoulders and massaged them slowly. “My love, what’s wrong? You look pale. Are you still feeling unwell?” 

You nodded. “Actually Ciel it’s what I wanted to talk to you about.” 

Ciel stepped back a little to get a good look at your face. His single eye meets yours, gazing deep into your orbs as if searching for something. “What is it?” He asked. 

“I’m pregnant,” you blurted out. You weren’t sure exactly how to deliver the newly found out news, so you did what came to mind.

Ciel scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. “Pardon me?” He asked. He wanted to make sure he had heard you right. 

“I’m pregnant,” you said, slower this time. You remained timid at the sight of Ciel’s face. He was showing no emotion but the second the news settled in, he smiled a little bit. 

“Pregnant you say?” Ciel asked. “And how do you know this?” His gaze flickered to Sebastian who stood by your side. 

“Sebastian,” you replied. “Mey-Rin told me that Sebastian had told her I was pregnant. So, I went to find Sebastian for myself to confirm it. He can smell it, my love.” 

Ciel cupped your face with his hands and smiled lovingly at you. “This is wonderful news my dear.” 

Your eyes widened in surprise. “You… You mean that?” 

“Of course I do,” he whispered, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. “I want nothing more than to start a family with you Y/N.” 

You let out a shaky breath of relief at his reaction. “I want that too Ciel,” you replied, wrapping your arms around his waist. Ciel let out a soft chuckle and wrapped his own arms around your neck, inhaling your scent. “But we need to get married as soon as possible. We cannot let people find out that we got pregnant out of wedlock.” 

“I’m sure we can do this Y/N,” Ciel reassured you. “We can get married within the week my love. Just say the word and it’s yours. All of it.” 

You smiled softly and felt tears of happiness well in your eyes. “I want this Ciel.”

“I want this too, my sweetheart,” Ciel responded. He straightened his back and pulled away from you before looking at Sebastian. “Come Sebastian, we have a wedding to plan for next week.” 

“Yes my lord,” Sebastian nodded with a bow. 

Ciel looked at you, his gaze soft. “Don’t worry about anything. I will plan everything and it will be perfect.”

“I trust you Ciel,” you smiled. You watched as Ciel left the room with Sebastian behind him, going off to plan your wedding. You placed a hand on your stomach and smiled softly to yourself. “You’re going to be so loved, little one,” you whispered, looking down at your belly. You sighed happily and went off to find Mey-Rin and tell her the news that you and Ciel would be getting married within the week. You were sure the servants of the Phantomhive Manor would be over the moon with the news of your pregnancy, and you already couldn’t wait to tell your family. You knew that this was where you were meant to be.

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[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Zombie Apocalypse Yandere Phantomhive Manor

In a modern au your hired as a nanny for the young but capable Ciel Phantomhive

Helping the practically perfect butler-Sebastian Michealis as he balances most of the house work

There’s the other butler-pleasant but strange Tanaka 

And there's maid Mey-Rin, the chef Bardroy, and the florist Finny

Granted they're not super-good at their jobs but you don’t mind lending a hand when Ciel is too focused on working 

As his nanny you are a new face meant to help more with his emotional development, than you are with actually watching him to keep him safe

Still heading home every afternoon/night you still have your own life

School/volunteer/another job you name its what you spend your free time doing

Prior to andduring the zombie apocalypse you often had to pry everyone’s fingers off you the moment you head for the door

“Alright guys I’m going to start heading out.”

“Noooo b-but (Y/n) we haven’t even served dessert yet, we haven’t!” 

“Y-yeah and didn’t ya want to see the moonflowers we planted?”

“Guys I have sweets at home and I will see them another time. Good. Night.”

Even Ciel can get a little aggressive when he doesn’t want you to leave

“I’ll fire you if you step out that door!” 

“Ciel…you were the one who signed the contract that I be out before seven.”

“Ergh! Sebastian, don't let them leave!”

“Well we did want to focus on him learning to exercise control.”

“Well we shouldn’t be teaching kidnapping as a solution to problems.”

But the moment that the zombie apocalypse hits they won’t let you leave so easily

Early on into the pandemic you find out how prepared the Phantomhive staff are for this

If your not already in the manor they’re bringing you inside

Easily mowing down the hordes of the undead in order to bring you home 

And when they finally do have you safe and sound any attempt to go outside is immediately shot

“Ay! Before we may not have had a good enough reason ta’ stop ya but now we do.”

Majorly outmatched by their expertise with a gun, flamethrower, and strength in general 

You're not going anywhere

And even if you managed to get past all that Sebastian’s all too skilled at keeping you in arms reach

“Ah, (Y/n) seems you’ve gotten lost. I’ll escort you to your room.”

“My room?”

Yes they have a room which is a bedazzled copy of your own room that you’d never seen prior to this apocalypse 

Should you continue to misbehave that will be your room jail cell

Even better you probably won’t want to leave anyway

Who would want to fend for themselves in a world full of death and despair when you have a highly trained staff and master that were more than willing to protect you 

“You’ll find we, at the Phantomhive Manor, are all dedicated and are more than capable of protecting you.”

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[animeyanderelover]

I’m currently in Europe so I’m awake for once when requests are open!

May I request how Ciel, Sebastian, and Reiji Sakamaki’s would treat a s/o who’s body is really fragile (they bruise easily, have fragile bones, etc.). Thank you very much! 💖

I actually planned a little special for my 6k celebration but I’m still so loaded with requests that I think that I’ll have to cancel that and do it a bit later😵‍💫.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, overprotective behavior, abduction

S/o with a very fragile body

Ciel Phantomhive

☕️Ciel’s condition was of a rather delicate status during his early childhood days too. His asthma used to be quite bad, there were days where he couldn’t leave the house or his room. So despite his strict and sometimes apathetic attitude he can understand his darling’s frustration and anger regarding the hindrance that is their body. Unable to do so many things simply because it’ll only result in large and painful bruises or even a few broken bones. Whilst the Phantomhive heir bears more sympathy for you though, that doesn’t mean by a long shot that he’ll let you risk anything. He’s overprotective and his paranoia worsens because of your risky condition. He probably feels the constant need to know where you are and if he’s in the mansion, he wants you in his field of vision.

☕️A doctor is constantly checking on your condition and is always kept close in case something should happen. He’ll also force you to consume medicine and vitamins to strengthen your immune system and overall condition. Ciel will also be really pissed if one of his clumsy servants accidentally hurts you. He holds them dear somewhere in his heart, knows that all of them are primarily here for their skills to kill and protect him. That all doesn’t stop him from lashing out on them if their chaotic antics hurt you, especially because of your delicate body. He argues heavily with you when you insist to do something which he knows your body won’t handle and at one point just snaps, slight paranoia shining through.

☕️He feels sorry afterwards but knows that he’s in the right. Ciel tries to be softer and more spoiling to you in other areas as a sort of attempt to distract you from the sadness of the inability of your own body. Your room is designed to be comfy and cozy with minimal risk of you hurting yourself. There are events where you two do go out but you’re never allowed to stray away from him as he keeps an eye on your condition sharply. When he catches yet another bruise on your body, he will end up interrogating you how and where you got it. The whole mansion is over time (y/n)-proofed for you only to decrease chances of you hurting yourself. He treats you like glass at most times.

Sebastian Michaelis

🐈‍⬛It’s pure and unaltered overprotective instincts speaking out of the demon because his human mate is such a delicate thing. He feels the constant need to be around you to protect you from everything that could even bruise your skin or hurt and damage you even the slightest bit. When he catches a good glimpse of your bruises and scratches the first time, you swear that you hear a low growl rumbling deep inside his chest. He still has a contract with his master but at times he seems slightly tense, subtle glances outside and at the clock. As soon as the demon is free to go, he’s rushing to you to check on you. It isn’t very often that he’s ever made a great fuss about someone but he does exactly that when he’s with you.

🐈‍⬛The demon becomes essentially your doctor who bandages every little injury and makes ointment himself to help the bruises you have. He is able to sense your disappointment and sadness because your body holds you back from doing the most basic things but Sebastian is firm in his decision to minimize the risk of you hurting yourself. Whether you like it or not, you’re his mate and he can’t let you risk your health. Sebastian keeps you fairly isolated and to himself as he’s coddling over your fragile condition. He could almost enjoy this in a way, him as your sole caretaker, if it wouldn’t be for the constant injuries. It isn’t normal nor healthy which only makes him more protective, worried for your wellbeing. He’d like to call himself patient but it’s likely he’s tempted to kidnap you faster because of your weak physical body.

🐈‍⬛He’s clingy, barely leaves you alone when he’s with you and is staring at you just to ensure that nothing happens. Your sadness doesn’t fly over his head though as he tries to entertain you otherwise. He gets you books, reads to you, if you enjoy music he’ll play something for you. The demon himself is more careful with his own physical affection simply because he knows that you can’t handle much. Normally he’d love to bruise you with bites and kisses but he has to hold back as you are unable to endure that. He still needs some skin-ship so he often holds you softly in his arms. He’s quite aggressive if someone accidentally hurts you, even if just by accidents since his overprotective instincts just ring loudly the moment you get harmed.

Reiji Sakamaki

☕️Reiji is the worst one in here which is essentially boiled down to two main reasons. The first one is that he’s such a perfectionist and has high expectations on his s/o. Surely they’re special because otherwise he wouldn’t have gotten obsessed with them. Their frail body is such a big thorn in his eyes though and he’s not one to hide his obvious displeasure because of it. Especially in the beginning he openly shows his dissatisfaction and it makes you feel down because you know that he’s blaming you too for not having done more to fix your body. The vampire dedicates his time into brewing together medicine to increase your physical health and you’re forced to consume it daily.

☕️He even watches you just to make sure that you really take it. You’re on a strict schedule as it is. A healthy diet, physical workouts to slowly strengthen your bones and the time where you go to bed and get enough rest. Reiji is a controlling individual and wants his partner to be perfect in every aspect. Another big problem is that Reiji is a sadist and will punish his s/o if they misbehave. He’s not as dumb and impulsive as to let that get the better of him if he’s confronted with your weak body. If he goes too harsh, chances are that he will cause you permanent damage and he does not wish to be responsible if he ruins you. He will still lecture and teach you better if you behave like an ungrateful brat. You should thank him for even bothering with a helpless case like you.

☕️He’s huge in degrading you for your condition and making you feel like you’re a burden because of it. Harshly sucking your blood so that it hurts is also always an option although he makes sure that you always consume enough nutrition to ensure a healthy blood flow. You end up with large bruises on your neck and shoulder though whenever he does this. Examines your body all the time for new bruises and is always questioning you sternly when he sees a new one. All your clothes are covering you up completely to hide all the bruises because he doesn’t want his brothers to look and make unnecessary comments. He is more lovely when he softens up, treats you nicer and far more delicate, indulges in little wishes of yours as he stops blaming you for your fragile body.

#yandere black butler #yandere kuroshitsuji #yandere ciel #yandere ciel phantomhive #yandere sebastian #yandere sebastian michaelis #yandere diabolik lovers #yandere reiji #yandere reiji sakamaki

[imagineanime2022]

Queen's Dog

Ciel Phantomhive X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1181

Requested: Anon

Request: Hello! I hope your taking requests right now and I hope you have time to take my request! If not feel free to ignore this. Also I apologize if things doesn’t make sense, if it gets confusing, and I’m sorry if it’s to long!

It’s a (older) Ciel x reader, it’s kinda of an au (but it being in the same story line and time period but one major thing has changed) where Ciel is still the Queen’s Guard Dog except Queen Victoria is replaced with the reader as the Queen. Not future Queen like she is full on ruling the country on her own. She is still young, perhaps one or two years older than Ciel with a crown that is to big for her head and heavy making her movements slow. She’s much like the Queen of Hearts from the original Alice in Wonderland. With her being very strict and easy to offend, often leading to the beheading of people. Other than that she is quite calm and easy-ish to get along with and likes it when people make her laugh. She’s very well educated and efficient with all the responsibilities that follow behind her even at her age, so she has quite a lot of free time that she spends with Ciel.

Warning: Killing, Treason, Talk of arranged marriage, Threats, Elizabeth doesn't exist in this.

Ciel had met you when the crown was passed to you, he and Sebastian were both there on your coronation that was where you met him and he was the only one that was not afraid of offending spoke to you still with respect, however honesty was clear with him and his butler. You opened your doors to him that day, told him to visit when he could. It turned out that was more often than anyone had predicted and eventually you had asked him to bring all from his manor when he visited only ever hearing stories of those who served him.

This was yet another visit from Ciel before you sent him on yet another mission as your guard dog, you had both been underestimated from the moment that you set foot on the board, with Ciel at 19 and you at 20 years of age everyone assumed less of you so you decided the best way to prove to them that they should be more careful was to make them bend to you both. You had called him a day before the rest of the court. You wanted to talk to him and his house alone.

“Master Ciel.” You greeted him as he walked into the garden sitting next to you, you easily dismissed your butlers in favour of his, Sebastian taking his post behind his master. “Your majesty, I assumed this would be a meeting of your court.” Ciel said as Tanaka, Mey-Rin, Boldroy and Finny join Sebastian. “Those formalities will be for tomorrow, today I ask, is there anyone in your house that you do not trust with your life?” You asked. “I chose them because I could trust them with my life.” He answered. “Hmm.” You hummed. “I thought as much, you are too smart to have chosen them any other way.” “What troubles you my queen?” Ciel asked. “Everyone around me.” You answered. “Your majesty?” Ciel asked. “My court does not see me as a worthy Queen, none of them except you and your people. Tomorrow they aim to see me married or torn from the throne and blame it on some illness, maybe the same one that my mother died from, they may even try to blame it on you. Kill two birds with one stone.” “Why would they blame me?” He asked. “You are my friend and visit as such, I have asked you to call by my name not my title many times.” You reminded him. “Are you asking me to get rid of them before they can get rid of you?” Ciel asked with a small smirk on his face. “I'm asking you whether you believe that I am worth standing for.” You said as you looked at him. “Do you trust me, your majesty?” He asked. “With my life.” You answered without a second. “Then allow us to protect you tomorrow, we will bring the traitors forward and protect you from whatever harm comes your way.” Ciel vowed. “We?” You asked, raising an eyebrow. “You think that those who serve me only have one talent?” Ciel asked.

The next morning you took to your throne as you had everyday before your court filed into the throne room all taking their places in the room, Ciel walking up to stand next to your throne “You all have matters to discuss?” You asked. “We have a question, your majesty.” One spoke and you looked at him, raising an eyebrow and nodding for him to speak. “I assumed as much, hurry up I’m losing interest.” You ordered. “When will you choose a husband more offers come in everyday.” He said. “And you would have me marry some overseas prince and hand our country to him why? Because he is better fit to rule than me?” You asked. “How will you continue the line with no husband?” He asked. “How does a man carry on his line with no wife?” You asked “but if that is your biggest concern then I choose Ciel.” “Your majesty!?” Everyone in the room asked in surprise, Ciel looked at you in question and if you looked closely enough you would see the blush on his cheeks. “Ciel Phantomhive his no prince!” One of the councillors yelled. “I don’t want a prince, I want someone I can trust and if you would have me in a loveless marriage then I will marry my best friend.” You answered. “We knew this would happen, your parents sheltered you, you have no idea how to rule and you will soon see this country to its end.” The first to speak had said as he stepped forward. “Careful with your next words.” You warned him. “I gave you time I wanted to believe that you would be the queen that we needed but now I’m sure you're not. I will tear you from this throne through death or public opinion but be sure that you will not be queen for much longer.” He promised and you smiled as you turned to the rest of the court. “Do any of you disagree with this sentiment?” You asked, no one spoke up and you nodded. “Ciel have your house do as they please.” “Very well, do you wish to be present?” He asked. “I do.” You answered. “Sebastian, you and the rest of the Phantomhive servants get rid of the council.” He ordered. “This is murder!” The accusation came from somewhere in the room. “This is an execution, I warned you to be careful with your words, you've just committed treason and conspiracy to take the crown.” You informed him leaning on your curled fist as he stepped forward, the shot that rang throughout the throne room was loud as he fell to his knees. “Sebastian!” Ciel called, the butler appeared holding the man by his hair and directing his gaze to you. “But I will not give you the glory of a death on stage instead, those who spoke against me today will die, those who said nothing will keep their lives if only to tell the story of today and what happens when you challenge your queen.” You informed them. “Sebastian if you don’t mind.” “Of course your majesty.” He smirked his free hand lifting to point up towards the ceiling before falling back down to a resting position by his side, the shots that followed were synced and the two people that had spoken out today fell to the floor, the second of them attempting to make his way through the crowd and out of the room. “Who made that shot?” You asked. “I believe that was May-rin.” Sebastian answered and you smiled. “You keep these highly capable hands for yourself?” “I did find them first.” Ciel smirked and you rolled your eyes. “Your majesty please allow me to clean this up.” Sebastian said as he bowed in front of you and you smiled. “If you insist, please see that you get some rest afterwards.” You said before standing “oh and Ciel the offer still stands if you deem it satisfactory.”

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[natsuki208]

Bluebird’s Bath Hour! 🛁

A mini one-shot about the rough times Sebastian had to go through while washing his little dirty 5 year old son, Ciel.

It was late one evening in England 1881, during the rainy season of Spring, when a little bluebird attempted to go outside after the rains stopped. Only to end up getting himself completely filthy.

His father, Sebastian, was not pleased with his child’s actions. Not only did he got dirt and mud all over the recently cleaned hallway, but he could’ve caught a cold out there or worse (due to his illness). The demon managed to stop him before he could go anywhere else in the manor and gave a chilling glare.

“Ciel ‘Michaelis’ Phantomhive.” He spoke harshly. “What on earth were you doing outside?”

The boy looked down in fear and guilt, he tugged on his muddy shirt and swayed left to right. “I’ve been playing outside in the garden, Papa.”

“You do know of the damp weather, don’t you? Everything is still wet out there, and now you’re all dirty. You know what that means?” He sounded both calm yet angry at the same time.

“Y-You can clean my clothes instead! Ready for bedtime!” Ciel insisted, he knew what his father was talking about and tried to avoid it.

Sebastian shook his head. “No, no. I’m not allowing you to go to bed with that wet smell on you. Come along, it’s time for a bath.”

“NO!” Ciel yelled, attempting to run away but Sebastian grabbed him with no problem.

Upstairs they went as Sebastian held tightly onto his cranky son, whom was flailing under his arm. No matter how much he’s been kicking and shouting, the demon ignored him although irritated. Surely it wasn’t nearly as bad during bathtimes when Ciel was a baby but it wasn’t any better either.

Sebastian opened the bathroom door and revealed to Ciel an already filled bathtub of warm enough water and soap bubbles - his father was always fully prepared for these situations. Ciel heard the sound of a door lock informing him that he’s not escaping, he was then put down and stared at by his father.

“Alright, take off your clothes and step in.” He instructed while rolling up his sleeves.

All Ciel did was pout, crossed his arms and looked away. His son may be only five but he could never stand for childish behaviour; so he undressed Ciel himself. The boy continued to huff even after Sebastian picked him up and sat him inside the full bath. The warm water made Ciel feel almost relax; at least relaxed enough for Sebastian to start pouring water over his hair, with his own hands as to not overdo it.

Ciel was still in a bit of a huff, when he noticed the floating soap bubbles he grabbed two hands full and flung them at his father’s face. Sebastian scowled, which brought out a giggle from the amused boy.

“I wouldn’t say that’s amusing, Ciel.” He responded, wiping away the bubbles from his face.

“Yes it is.” Ciel talked back at him. His cheeky smile faded once he saw the snarky grin of Sebastian.

“Well you don’t like it when you get soap in your eyes, now do you?”

“I-I’ll be good.”

With that settled, Sebastian continued to work and reached for the soap. He rubbed gently as to not hurt his son, scrubbing the muddy patches over the arms and body. After came the shampoo for his hair and soon enough it was already time to rinse; during this Ciel began to feel much calmer.

The warm water plus the gentle cleaning from his father must’ve helped a lot, for after rinsing, the boy couldn’t get out the bathtub himself. Sebastian grabbed the fluffy towels placed beside him and wrapped up the cleaned boy like a baby.

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To think it only took about fifteen minutes for the little one to get washed, wrapped up and then carried all the way to his room; when he was younger, it took poor Sebastian nearly half an hour with Ciel’s cranky attitude. When they reached the bedroom, another few minutes were spent drying Ciel’s hair off along with brushing it while the boy tried his best to stay still and not to say any sort of rude remarks. Once done, Sebastian changed him into a fresh nightie that was all cleaned like him.

“There. Now don’t you feel a lot better now that you’re all clean?” Sebastian asked gratefully.

Ciel didn’t say anything yet. He looked both sleepy and again guilty, he also reached out his arms for a hug which Sebastian accepted.

“Papa? Are you still mad at me?”

“Of course not, bluebird. It’s all done now, and I’ll ask Tanaka and the others to clean up the mess in the hall. Just remember not to go outside while it’s been raining, okay?”

He nodded, then gave out a big yawn. Looked like somebody was ready for bed, so Sebastian tucked his son in and soothed him by patting his newly cleaned hair. The demon couldn’t stop smiling from this sweet image in front of him; how can his little bluebird be such a pain in the ass but also so ridiculously sweet at the same time? Guess that was one thing becoming a single parent has taught him.

‘Humans are such intriguing creatures indeed.’ He thought to himself - as he kissed his son sweetly on the forehead goodnight.

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[kywaslost]

ciel phantomhive x f!reader, she finds out that she’s actually a bizzare doll and is horrified and shocked. what would Ciel’s reaction be

Dolls of Unknown Origin - Ciel Phantomhive

A/N: Posting two days in a row? Yep! Because I have like 3-4 finished requests ready to post and I want to stick to posting every Friday but I hate making people wait for so long, so I may just post all the ones I have done this weekend and then spend the rest of my time finished all of my requests. That way I can get back to writing my own little things! I made this a hc because I wasn’t 100% confident in my ability to make this a decent one-shot. Hope that’s ok!

How were you supposed to know that you were one of the creatures that were killing people left and right?

Sure, you don’t remember anything past just a few months ago, when you first met Ciel in London

He had found you unconscious in an alley near Undertaker’s Parlor, and somehow you ended up traveling with him and Sebastian

You were upset at first because you seemed to have lost your memory, but eventually came to terms with it

You’re on the Campania investigating with Ciel and Sebastian and weird creatures are attacking people

And Undertaker is there. He’s one of the few people you remember before being found by Ciel

That whole fight is going down, where Undertaker reveals that he is a reaper

And that’s when he also confesses that you are one of the bizarre dolls

He admits to everything. That you were brought to the parlor after your death, and he was bored and wanted to try and bring you back to life, except he thought his little experiment had failed and so he dumped you in a nearby alley

Which, to be fair, his experiment failed in the fact that you weren’t stumbling around killing people, but you were in fact brought back from death

You were left to contemplate your entire existence as Sebastian grabs you and Ciel and makes a run for it

Ciel is just as shocked as you are

But I also feel like he would be chill with it as long as you didn’t start killing people

When it’s all said and done and you’re left sitting in a rescue boat with an injured Ciel and Sebastian, you try to apologize and even try to convince them to finish you off, seeing you’re a monster

But they reassure you that as long as you act human and don’t turn murderous, you’re ok

Besides, what’s one more supernatural being going to do to the staff at Phantomhive Manor?

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