#black butler fan fiction

[ladymally]

Have you ever made an fanfiction of Mally and Sebastian before?

I started one years ago but never got far with it. It was just about how Mally/Beast survived the explosion and Sebastian found her in the wreckage. I was going to write about her becoming part of the Phantomhive staff and falling in love with Sebastian, of course, but it seemed like something everyone else was doing with Black Butler fan fiction. There seems to always be retelling of the Black Butler arcs with an OC joining the Phantomhive staff.

My love for SebaBeast (Sebastian x Beast/Mally) is expressed much better through my sims. My gameplay is about their love and married life, them raising their children together. My storyline is that Mally/Beast was the illegitimate daughter of a nobleman who left his estate, title and money to her in his will. Sebastian didn't want her to know who she really was because he didn't want her to leave her position as housekeeper.

She found out when she saw on the front page of a newspaper (that Sebastian had not managed to destroy) where a nobleman was looking for his illegitimate daughter and she realized she was his daughter. She attained her title, her manor, etcetera. Then, Sebastian would see her at balls and dinner parties since he was the Phantomhive butler and he was very unhappy about this. He became so upset that he did away with the contract with his master in order to leave his position as butler and purchase a title and manor of his own in order to pursue Mally.

#sebastian x beast #sebastian michaelis #black butler #kuroshitsuji #beast #Black Butler fan fiction #sebastian x mally #beast kuroshitsuji #black butler beast

[skyla-mae]

Angel of Mercy

Summary: When a young woman is found injured and unconscious on the Phantomhive grounds, the young master allows her to stay there until she was healed. However, a major problem arises when she awakens and can’t remember who she is.

Word count: Too many

Rating: 15+ (dm me if I should change it)

Warnings: Curse words, some slight mentions of showing skin (le gasp), possibly curse words. NOT PROOF READ

Part 2 coming soon!

The girl sighed and spun in her throne. Once she had been excited to receive this position but now, a millennia later, she was running out of ways to deny the desire that coursed through her veins.

She leaned against the armrest, her legs dangling over the other and let out a long groan. The layers of sheer white linen no longer covered her copper thighs. In fact, had her skirt gone any higher, she would’ve revealed herself to herself to the man who was approaching.

Her jade eyes raked over his form and her lips curled upwards in a smile. But it quickly fell when her visitor didn’t kneel. Instead, he approached the throne and gave her a disapproving glare.

“This foolishness has gone on long enough, Aletta. You are no angel of mine.” Before the girl could even open her mouth to retort, her tiara was ripped from her head and tossed onto the marble floor. She was yanked to her feet and the elegant dress was torn from her copper skin.

“Stop this at once! You can’t do this to me! I’m one of you!” She struggled to fight back, kicking and scratching as best she could.

“You’ve failed us once again. And now you will pay.” A cold hand wrapped around her neck and lifted her from the ground. She gasped and gulped for air, her hands attempting to pry his away as she kicked her legs.

He walked her to the window and, with determination in his eyes, tossed her out the window. She screamed all the way down, but it was lost in the wind.

The last thing she saw before she lost consciousness was her wings.

Some feathers white and pure, as everything was to be.

And some feathers black as ink, mysterious and deadly.

Some feathers were made of gold.

And yet…

They were burning.

“Ugh, Sebastian, I don’t see why you think I need to take a break. I’m perfectly fine,” grumbled the young master as he and his butler were walking around the grounds. He had only closed his eyes for a second, maybe even thirty, but his infuriating demon butler insisted he take a walk to ‘relax his young mind’.

“Now, now, Master. You’ve been so stressed lately that I couldn’t help but notice. I mean, falling asleep at your desk, drooling on important documents, that’s an act of a child, don’t you think?” Sebastian’s face only grew more smug at Ciel’s expression. Annoyance always made Sebastian’s eyes twinkled.

“I am not a child, Sebastian,” scoffed Ciel.

“No? Then why do you act like one?” Ciel made an aggravated noise which provoked his butler to chuckle. But the laugh soon died when his red eyes caught sight of a body laying just past the rose garden.

Noticing his sudden silence, Ciel looked at his face.

“Oh what is it?” The young boy asked in a tone that screamed ‘I don’t have time for this’. It was then that he followed his butler’s gaze. “Is that-“

“Stay here master,” said Sebastian as he picked up the pace. He was on high alert now, ready to protect Ciel should the need arise.

When he reached the woman immediately he noticed the lack of clothing. She was dressed in odd undergarments that not even a prostitute or a whore would be caught dead in. There was dark purple bruising everywhere, but what caught his eyes was the bruises around her neck in the shape of a hand. Blood was all around her, staining the white lace on her body and the golden gladiator sandals on her feet.

“Sebastian, is she alright?” Ciel asked as he approached. His butler scooped the unconscious woman into his arms.

“She needs a hospital, Master.”

“Place her in a guest suite and call for a doctor.”

“Are you quite sure?”

“That’s an order, Sebastian.”

“As you wish.”

“I’ve done all I can do,” sighed the doctor as he stood from the chair beside the bed. “She’s likely in a coma. She seems to have multiple broken ribs, a broken bone in her arm, as well as a head injury. And, well, cuts all over her body. I also noticed two large and peculiar burns on her shoulder blades.”

“Do you think she was attacked?” Asked Ciel, glancing at the woman tucked under the baby blue duvet. She looked almost peaceful, with black hair fanning out on the pillow and an emotionless expression.

“The bruising around her neck certainly suggests so, but the rest of her injuries are consistent with a fall from a great height.”

“Perhaps from one of the trees nearby?”

“It seems unlikely that she would’ve been able to move with a head wound that bad. In fact, I believe she was unconscious as soon as she hit the ground.” The doctor took one last look at the woman and handed Sebastian several bottles of different types of pain medication. “If she wakes up just try to keep her as comfortable as you can and alert me as soon as possible.”

“Is it true? Is there really a lady in the mansion?” Demanded Mey-Rin as soon as Sebastian and Ciel exited the room. She, Finnian, Baldroy, and Tanaka (who was sipping tea) had stood there for many minutes after learning there was a guest in the Phantomhive mansion. How they found out, Ciel could only guess. But they were a nosy bunch, after all.

“Yes. And you will not disturb her. She is unconscious and injured, unlikely to wake. You will only go in there upon my orders, understood?” Ciel arched his brow ever so slightly.

“Yes Master!” Chorused the younger three of the servants. Tanaka merely chuckled.

“Master, before you go, can’t we have a little peak at the lady?” Mey-Rin asked, her bottom lip ever so slightly poking out as she clasped her hands together.

“We promise not to bother her afterwards!” Finnigan joined in on the puppy dog eyes. Baldroy chewed on his straw.

“Just a peek won’t hurt, will it? I bet she’s a sight for sore eyes, a’ight.”

“Absolutely not. She is a guest, and you will treat her as such,” said Ciel. “Sebastian will be the one to look after her.” The young servants whined and complained but Ciel ignored them and walked towards his office, Sebastian beside him.

“Me, Master? Are you quite sure? I mean, she is a lady after all. Perhaps it’s best if Mey-Rin tends to her.”

“Sebastian, are you questioning my orders?”

“No, Master. Just your intentions.”

“The lady came out of nowhere. She should’ve never been on my grounds. I’ve never even seen her before, not once. Doesn’t that strike you as odd?”

“London is a large city, Master.”

“Still. I trust you to not only be able to tend to her needs but also subdue her should the need arise.” The corners of Sebastian’s lips tugged into a smirk.

“You trust me, Master? How flattering.”

“Shut up.”

It was when Sebastian was brushing her hair three days later did he notice a change in her breathing. He stilled slightly, red eyes darting to her face which was contorting into an expression of discomfort.

“N-No, please,” whimpered the woman. Sebastian set the hairbrush on the bedside table. Her voice was soft and velvety, he thought. “You can’t- you can’t do this to me. NO!” Sebastian almost wasn’t prepared for when she bolted upright, not that he’d ever admit it.

He placed a tender hand on the girl’s shoulder and kneeled on the ground, waiting for her to look at him. She was panting, jade eyes frantically searching around the room as she blinked rapidly. Finally, they rested on Sebastian. “Who are you? Where am I?”

“My name is Sebastian Michaelis, butler of Earl Phantomhive. There was an incident and you were found unconscious. Now, can you tell me your name?” The girl’s eyebrows knit together and she grasped at the sheets tightly.

“I-I can’t-“

“Why is that, m’lady?”

“I can’t r-remember…” She trailed of and Sebastian could tell she was concentrating. He was about to tell her to just relax when she let out a shriek and clutched her head with the hand that wasn’t in a sling.

“Are you alright?” Sebastian asked, standing now, brows knit with worry. Even he, a demon, was confused at the situation. He, with infinite knowledge, had no idea what was going on. It was as if the universe was toying with him, saying he’d had it all for too long. And now there was a puzzle in front of him. A beautiful puzzle in fact, even if she was covered in bruises and bandages.

“My head hurts,” She whimpered. Sebastian turned to the nightstand, getting out the bottle of pain killers. He shook three into his hand, knowing she’d need it, and handed it to her along with a glass of water.

Much to his amusement, she turned her nose up at the medicine and instead drank the water quickly, with no regard to the loud gulping noise or the small stream that landed on her skin and trickled beneath her shirt. Only when the glass was empty did she stop, handing him the glass and wiping her mouth on her sleeve.

“You should take the medicine,” said Sebastian as he refilled the glass. “It will help.”

“I would rather suffer than accept pills from a stranger. Much less a-“ She cut herself off. She had been so close to saying something. So close to offending the man who was so gentle with her so far. She swallowed thickly. “Forgive my rudeness, I’m not thinking clearly.”

“It’s quite alright my dear, medicine is not for everyone. Though if you change your mind, I will be happy to give them.” Sebastian watched as she set the pills on the nightstand and leaned back against the headboard after propping up the pillows.

“How long have I been here?”

“Four days.” Her eyes fluttered closed and she released a loud exhale.

“I would like to meet your master, Mr, Michaelis.”

“I will fetch him for you. And please, call me Sebastian,” he said with a smile and bowed to her before exiting the room. She listened to his footsteps and, only after she knew he was gone, did she force herself out of bed despite the overwhelming pain in her body.

She stumbled to the adjoining room, which was thankfully a toilet room, and looked at herself in the mirror. Curly black hair framed a heart shaped face. Jade eyes contrasting against copper skin. Plump lips and long lashes. She had to touch her face to ensure it was really her. Her eyes fell to the bruises on her neck and she grimaced.

Had he really gripped her neck that hard?

Blurry images flooded her brain but she couldn’t make sense of any of it. It was as if staring at her reflection in a puddle right as someone stepped in it. And the harder she tried the worse her head hurt.

After relieving herself and attempting to pretty herself up and make herself presentable, she stumbled back into the bedroom. Her eyes darted to the light pink dress draped across a chair next to the bed. She crinkled her nose. She hated the color pink. But it was either that or stay in the cotton nightdress which was certainly disrespectful if she knew anything.

Which, come to think of it.. she knew nothing.

The only thing she knew was Sebastian and this room, which was way too elegant in her mind. She was undeserving of such pleasures, being nothing but a burden on the Earl like this.

She sighed and peaked into the wardrobe. Her eyes lit up and she quickly yanked the clothing from the hangers and stripped of the nightgown before pulling the sling off her arm. If she was quick she could make herself presentable.

Footsteps were just beginning to be heard when she finished tying the corset, which was thankfully laced up the front. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror. White button up blouse, red skirts, and a black corset. She sat on the edge of the bed and awaited her host.

The door was knocked on thrice and she called out a faint ‘come in!’ The door opened slowly and Sebastian stepped aside to let his master in.

She almost couldn’t believe it.

The Earl was just a boy, probably twelve years old.

She quickly collected herself and stood, ignoring the pain as she did so.

“I’m glad to see you’re awake,” said the Earl Phantomhive. She dipped into a small curtsy and hid her wincing face.

“Thank you for allowing me to take up space in your home for such a long period. I’m forever grateful.”

“Don’t thank me, I just did was right. I could never leave a lady for dead.” Something told her there was more to it than that but she didn’t push. “Sebastian tells me you’ve lost your memory.”

“It’s true… I can’t even remember my own name, much less how I ended up here…” She trailed off, looking to the ground. She wanted to cry with how badly her head pounded.

“Well, I believe it to be rude to have a guest in my home and not treat them to lunch. Come.” The boy turned and began to walk out. She stood and started after him, glancing up at Sebastian as she passed him.

She made sure to stay exactly one step behind the young Earl. Close enough to hear him but far enough away to not seem as if she was challenging him. Sebastian was not far behind them.

“You are welcome to stay here as long as you need to. Sebastian and the rest of the staff will tend to your needs.”

“Oh, no, I could never intrude more than I already have.”

“It’s not intruding if I’m offering,” said Ciel, looking up at her with a polite smile. She bowed her head in thankfulness.

“You are too kind. I promise I will find a way to repay you for your hospitality.”

“There is no need. You are a guest in my home, what’s mine is yours. Sebastian will show you around after lunch if you’re up to it.” She tried to pay attention to where the young Earl was leading her but her mind went blank when a sudden surge of pain filled her head.

She stumbled and nearly fell on Ciel but strong arms wrapped around her and she was met with the solid chest of Sebastian as he pulled her against him. Her body shook and shivered as she curled into him. Her eyes fluttered closed and she ground her jaw, trying to stop the flashing behind her eyelids.

“Sebastian, what’s happening?”

“I’m not sure, master.”

They continued talking, asking if she was alright, but she couldn’t hear them over the ringing in her eyes.

After what felt like several minutes the pain settled into a barely bearable throbbing. She opened her eyes and her face grew hot when she realized just how close she was to Sebastian.

“I-I’m okay. Thank you,” she whispered and attempted to stand on her own. Sebastian let her, only holding onto her until he was sure she was steady.

“Perhaps a wheelchair? That way you don’t have to worry about stumbling,” suggested Ciel.

“I’m fine, truly,” she tried to assure them, even putting on a smile. But Ciel noticed the way her hand twitched.

“Sebastian, did you take off her sling when you dressed her?”

“Actually I dressed myself.” Ciel’s brows shot up in surprise. “I’m used to it. I dressed myself every day back home.”

“Do you happen to remember where that is?” Blurry images flooded her brain. A large white gate preventing anyone from getting in, a twelve foot tall fence, white roses that bloomed even in the constant snow.

“I don’t know exactly where but… I think it was an estate. Perhaps a mansion? No one has a gate that tall unless they’ve come across a large sum of money.”

“Perhaps another Earl then? Or a relative of the Queen?” Ciel said, mostly to himself. He couldn’t tell if the girl was lying or not. However, something in his gut told him he needed to help her. He hated gut feelings sometimes. He preferred to carefully calculate a strategy and treat life as a game of chess. “Anyways, lunch is awaiting. Are you sure you’re okay to walk?”

“Yes I’m quite sure,” she replied meekly. Ciel turned and began to walk down the stairs. Her stomach dropped. There was no way she’d be able to go down stairs.

“If you need assistance,” came Sebastian’s whisper in her ear. “You need only ask.” She inhaled sharply and took the first step down the stairs.

Immediately she grasped onto the railing, feeling rather dizzy. She blinked away the spots in her eyes and continued. Sebastian watched her move at a snail’s pace. He was rather amused with this young human. So stubborn yet humble. He looked forward to getting to know who she truly was.

It was halfway down the stairs when she paused. Ciel had already made it to the bottom and was looking up at her. Her cheeks grew hot. She was such an inconvenience.

“Sebastian,” she called quietly. Sebastian was immediately at her side and hoisted her up effortlessly. She let out a little squeak, not expecting him to pick her up. He carried her down the rest of the stairs and set her down gently. She cleared her throat and nodded her thanks, then proceeded to follow Ciel into the dining hall.

Ciel took his place at the head of the table but the girl hesitated. Where was she to sit? Sebastian walked behind the chair directly to Ciel’s right. The guest of honor’s seat. She followed Sebastian and allowed him to push in her chair when she sat.

Sebastian served lunch, grilled salmon, steamed vegetables, some sort of sauce that she couldn’t pinpoint, and a delicious truffle for dessert.

During lunch Ciel explained how they came about finding her, which made her cheeks turn red. The thought of Sebastian and Ciel seeing her in such a crude state sent shivers down her spine. Although, the thought of Sebastian taking care of her she didn’t mind as much.

***

Ciel had the doctor look over the girl after lunch. Afterwards, the doctor pulled Ciel and Sebastian out of earshot of the young woman.

“It’s a miracle she’s alive,” said the doctor. “But I don’t understand how she’s walking. The broken ribs should’ve prevented that. And she has no problems using her broken arm. Even if she had been taking the medication I would’ve expected signs of major discomfort.”

“Is it possible you made a mistake, Doctor?” Asked Ciel, stroking his bottom lip with his thumb in thought. “Perhaps she’s not as badly injured as you thought.”

“I’ve seen broken bones before. She has many.”

***

“And this is the end of our tour, m’lady,” said Sebastian as they somehow ended up back in the foyer. She felt turned around and had no idea how they had gotten back here. “I do ask that you refrain from bothering the young master during his work. He is very busy and cannot always afford to take breaks. But feel free to come to me or any of our other servants if you need something.”

“Thank you, Sebastian.” She was glad it was over, she was beginning to feel dizzy again. Sebastian looked down at her as if already knowing something was wrong.

“Perhaps some fresh air will help.” Sebastian extended his arm and she took it gratefully.

He led her to a fountain in the middle of the rose garden where she sat. She stuck her hand into the mist of water and smiled a bit. A wave of comfort ran over her as she listened to the water running, almost as if it cleared the fog in her head.

Images passed in her brain until she settled on one.

A word.

It burned into the back of her eyelids.

“M’lady, do you need a doctor?” Asked Sebastian and her eyes flew open with a gasp.

“A-Aletta.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“My name. It’s Aletta.”

#black butler #black butler fan fiction #Ciel Phantomhive #Sebastian michaelis #original character

[thefawnfallacy]

You don’t have to like sebaciel or the many undertones it presents in the series but it’s actually getting to the point where insistent ignorance of the sexual nature Ciel is presented in can be dangerous. Fiction does not exist on a 1:1 scale with reality but just using this fictitious scenario of Ciel being sexualised (by Yana herself) while having a panic/asthma attack and it being called “not actually sexual” or sebaciel fans being called “delusional” when pointing out the erotic nature of, not just this, but the many instances in which the viewer is meant to see Ciel in a sensual manner, is concerning.

You should be able to identify a sexual situation, even if it’s a situation in which the things happening are not inherently sexual. One of the main components of grooming is that is does not start out sexual, there’s a buildup to that in which the groundwork has already been laid. I’ll say it again, you should be able to identify when something sexual is happening without it being inherently sexual.

Yes, Ciel is repeatedly sexualised canonically, it is not being used to mock shippers, he simply exists in a very erotic manner in many situations using a variety of different ways to depict it, most commonly being flower language. No, you are not “morally correct” for not enjoying it, you just find it uncomfortable or triggering and that’s fine. Yes, you should be able to see that he’s being sexualised because he’s fake and if you cannot see it then there’s a chance of not being able to see this in real life, whether it be a friend, a child in your care, or even yourself.

Not being able to identify the sexual nature a character can be presented in is not a good thing. It doesn’t mean you “aren’t a porn addict”, it doesn’t mean you “aren’t a bad person” and it certainly doesn’t mean you are “not a pedophile, like those shippers are”. It means you cannot spot the difference between a bad fake relationship and a bad real relationship.

Stop giving a damn about fictional characters and start giving a damn about yourself.

#someone on Twitter said it better than I can but if you are staunchly and genuinely believing that Ciel’s panic attack isn’t meant to be #use flower language or fan language or even the ways in which they are dressed #for your own safety you should be able to identify that even as an adult #sebaciel #kuroshitsuji #black butler #internet safety #I guess #sebastian michaelis #ciel phantomhive #also don’t come into my notes victim blaming because you don’t like antis I will block you #pro fiction #profic #*loud sigh* #I hate this term but I need to use it for ✨reach✨ #pro ship #proship

[caramel-whiskeys-writing]

Black Butler Preference ~ Little Affectionate Things They Do

Black Butler Masterlist

Sebastian

Looks into your eyes deeply keeping you in a locked gaze.

Soft kisses on both cheeks and head when people aren't looking.

interlocks your fingers if Ciel isn't around. Sometimes leaves a gentle kiss on them.

Loves running his unglove hands slowly through your hair.

Whispering sweet loving words in your ear while hugging him.

Placing kisses on your shoulders and the nape of your neck while you're busy doing something.

Towering over you while looking at your lips.

Grell

Smiles during any and all kisses.

Pulls you in by your waist and smiles with the widenest grin.

Cuddles and nuzzles your face into her chest before kissing the top of your head.

Loves tracing your features with her eyes as you sleep next to her.

Lifts you up during a hug and swirls you around.

Goes under the covers and lying on top of you as she giggles.

Claude

Leans over you while you stare at his lips after he teases you.

Pushes you against any walls nearby with a smirk on his face.

Loves leaving trails of kisses on your collar making your hold in whimpers.

Rolls on top of you and cradles your face in his hands and slowly kisses you.

Hugs you tight without saying a word when you're having a tough time.

Almost always gets your attention by gently holding your chin.

William

Cups your face in his hands and then tells you over and over "You. You are the one."

Loves giving back hugs and will also take in your scent.

Rests his head on your shoulders when he's tired.

Pulls you in by your leg and puts his hands dangerously high on your thighs.

Gently rubs your waist while lying close together

Leaving trails of tender kisses along your neck then nuzzling into you.

Any Requests?

#black butler sebastian #black butler undertaker #black butler #sebastian x oc #sebastian x reader #sebastian michaelis #grell x reader #black butler grell #grell sutcliff #black butler claude #claude faustus #william x oc #black butler william #william t spears #written #writers #write #writer #writing #fan fiction #fanfiction #fanfic #fandom #wattpad #preferences

[blackbutler-sideblog]

Y’all…I just found out that AO3 has been hacked by a bunch of alt-right losers and that’s why it’s not working right now 💀 Out of all the things to do you decide to waste your time hacking a fanfic site? That’s embarrassing.

#ao3 #fanfic #fan fiction #not black butler #technically

[incorectly]

✨ ✨Appreciation Post ✨ ✨

Dear Blogs that write for Black Readers x Austin Butler or any of his characters he’s played (Or any Black Reader x Any Person), Please don't stop writing, all of y'all’s work is some of THE BEST to be written, EVER. (I’ve been apart of ALOT of fandoms and have read a ton of work) None can compare, you make black women feel seen by making stories that are relatable to US.  (Even if it’s made up). So this is for you, I APPRECIATE all of you and all the time and dedication you put into your work, it does not go UNSEEN or OVERLOOKED, because if I come across your work I’m always liking and reblogging (I’m getting better at reblogging y’all’s work) because I’m always rooting for y'all even if your work isn’t getting the recognition it deserves. You are SEEN. 

Sorry for Rambling it was just on my heart to share

(Tagging a couple people who I think are amazing writers) (If I didn't tag you drop a comment I would love to see your work I’m always up to read more stories) 

@dulcewrites @mamasturn @infernalodie @that-one-anxious-mango @enchantinglyjade @chaeycunty @geminixevans-stan @mauvecherie-writes @syntheticavenger @afriendlyblackhottie @dramaqueeenamby @royallyprincesslilly @blackwomanwriter @jbrizzywrites

(Those are just a few from the Austin butler Fandom and Chris Evans Fandom (Although I need to read more of Chris Evans because I’m slacking, Austin has a tight grip on me) 

Love all of you.🤎

-Incorectly

#x black!reader #austin butler x black reader #austin butler x black!reader #black writers #blackgirlmagic #black authors #blck girl magic #black fanfiction #black fanfic writer #black fandom #chris evans x poc!reader #chris evans x black women #chris hemsworth x black reader #austin!elvis x black!reader #austin!elvis x black!oc #safe space #x black!fem!reader #black reader #black fan fiction #Black Imagines #black blurbs #black safe spaces #black oc #black oneshots

[crypticpawpoems]

Sebastian Haiku

Red eyes and black hair

I’m one hell of a butler

I protect Ciel

#poem #poetry #crypticpaw #poets of tumblr #authors of tumblr #writers of tumblr #fan poem #fan fiction #anime #haiku #haiku poetry #haiku poem #original haiku #poets on tumblr #my poetry #sebastian #sebastian michaelis #black butler #kuroshitsuji #one hell of a butler #butler

[the-al0is-trancy]

The Problem With Alois Trancy

Ch 5: Alois Trancy is Becoming a Problem

Alois gets very bored and decides to “help” Finny with gardening and have a fun, totally not dangerous adventure in the woods.

Preview:

#nina’s fic #ciel #alois #sebastian #black butler #kuroshitsuji #ciel phantomhive #sebastian michaelis #fan fiction #kuroshitsuji ii #alois x ciel #cielois #claude faustus #alois trancy #black butler ii

[indigoipsum]

Mirror Image

Alois is staying the night at the Phantomhive manor. He and Ciel are becoming friends, slowly, and the offer to have dinner and play chess together was something he didn’t want to pass up. As night falls, he chooses one of the many spare rooms, one with a large window seat for reading and a constellation-patterned rug.

As he curls up with a novel, he feels a chill go up his spine. Odd, since the evening is warm and the window isn’t open. He looks around the room. No sign of a breeze.

The hairs on the back of his neck stand up. No, he isn’t cold, he’s being watched.

He knows that a demon inhabits this house, but Sebastian has been nothing but courteous to him. He would be silly to trust him, but there would be no reason for Sebastian to hurt him. Right?

Alois closes the book and takes a careful lap around the room, peering around every shadowy corner. His heart races, and he curses himself for still being scared of the dark at his age. It was foolish to come here without Claude.

Still, there are no signs of the butler. He knows that demons can take other forms, but he resigns himself to taking his seat again. Canterbury was right, from what he overheard him whisper to his brothers. He must just be sick in the head, inventing things again.

Settling back down with his book, he tries to focus once more. After a minute, he swears he hears the trample of feet. Quick footsteps, too fast to be anyone in the manor. He glances at the rug, dropping his novel as he sees a small Ciel chasing a mirror image of himself. Ciel is shorter and much younger, missing his eyepatch. Alois freezes, the image leaving as soon as he blinks.

Had Phantomhive drugged him? Or did the medicine Claude had given him for his headache the previous night implant visions in his mind?

He must be losing it. Embarrassed to bring the issue to Ciel, whom he knew already thought he was insane, Alois makes his way to the large bed and covers himself with the heavy quilt. If he closes his eyes, his brain might stop playing tricks on him.

His heartbeat starts to slow, and he feels his muscles relax. Yes, it was just some byproduct of his awful life, his brain conjuring up visions to torment him.

That is, until he feels something pull at the quilt.

He jolts up, finding himself face-to-face with Phantomhive. He looks strange. He is missing his eyepatch, yet lacks the contract seal. He also possesses a wide grin.

Alois looks at the boy in horror. This is not Phantomhive, surely not—

“Never seen you before. Guess he finally made a friend.” The boy laughs a little before getting up and disappearing underneath the bed.

Alois no longer cares if he looks insane. He lets out a bloodcurdling scream as he jumps out of bed and frantically opens the door. Sebastian is there, followed by a tired-looking Ciel in his nightclothes.

“Lord Trancy, is everything alright? Was that you who yelled?”

Ciel blinks, staring at Alois. His eyepatch is off, and his contract seal is still there. He looks beyond the other boy, mirroring Alois’ horrified expression as he sees the interior of the room.

“Sebastian. Find him another room. That one is blocked off, I thought I told you that!”

Sebastian frowns. “My apologies, my lord. Mey-Rin was cleaning it today, and—“

“Shut up. Just shut up. Lock the door. Put him elsewhere.” He grabs Alois’ wrist and attempts to drag him into the hallway.

“Phantomhive, what are you…?” He looks at Ciel again. The boy’s hands have too many fingers. His face looks like a ruined photograph, the lines doubling over. Is he about to faint? Or is Ciel actually two people?

(R!Ciel ghost AU, originally by @her-majestys-watchdog)

(Probably too short for ao3 so I’m putting it here)

#short fic #kuroshitsuji #black butler #alois trancy #ciel phantomhive #o!ciel #r!ciel #Kuroshitsuji fan fiction #black butler fanfiction #sebastian michaelis

[and-justice-for-zoisite]

~𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓛𝓲𝓼𝓽~

Okay, so, I’m not really that motivated to write from my own ideas, but if y’all could send in some requests based on the characters listed then I’d appreciate it very much.

Requests // Open! 

I’m honestly up for writing anything, any reader, any character, any reasonable story, any gender, I will write it for you.

Anything with a ‘*’  is a favourite. 

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Fandoms I write for:

- Mortal Kombat* - Black Butler * - MBAV * - The Santa Clause - The Outsiders - Alien - Death Note

Miscellaneous:

-Bernard The Elf (The Santa Clause)  -David 8 (Prometheus) 

𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝕂𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕒𝕥:

-Fujin ******** -Cassie Cage* -Jacqui Briggs -Shang Tsung -Frost -Sindel -Liu Kang -Kung Lao

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𝕄𝔹𝔸𝕍:

-Benny Weir * -Ethan Morgan * -Sarah Fox  -Erica  -Rory 

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𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄:

-L Lawliet  -Mello  -Matt  -Near  -Misa Amane

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𝔹𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕋𝕖𝕕'𝕤 𝔼𝕩𝕔𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝔸𝕕𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖:

-Bill S Preston Esquire * -Ted “Theodore” Logan *

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𝓣𝓱𝓮   𝓞𝓾𝓽𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼:

-Ponyboy Curtis  -Sodapop Curtis  -Darrel Curtis  -Dallas Winston  -Two-Bit Mathews  -Johnny Cade  -Curly Shepard  -Steve Randle  -Bob Sheldon  -Cherry Valance  -Marcia 

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𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔅𝔲𝔱𝔩𝔢𝔯:

-Charles Grey* -Ronald Knox* -Sebastian Michaelis  -Mey-rin -Finnian -Hannah Annafellows 

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[starycloudz]

Introduction!!☆☆

Hello, I'm Amber!☆ and I'm starting out writing x reader fan fiction! :3

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What I will write:

.Character x child reader. (strictly platonic)

.Angst. (not that good at it though..)

.Fluff.

.Aus.

.Platonic fics.

.Male reader/ Gn reader/ Female reader.

.Mlm/wlw fics.

Asexual reader/ Aromatic reader and anything of the sorts.

What I will not write:

.Smut. (that stuff makes me very uncomfortable)

.Pedophilia.

.Zoophilia.

.Character x Character.

.Homophilia.

.Yandere.(I'm not good with these types of stories sorry!)

.Character x oc.

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Fandoms I write for:

.Obey me! shall we date

.Bayonetta

.Black butler

.Court of darkness

(More fandoms to come!☆)

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Please note that I'm not great at writing but, I hope this blog will help me improve <3

#x reader #x reader blog #new blog #cinnamoroll #fan fiction #obey me x reader #obey me #bayonetta #bayonetta x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #black butler #black butler x reader #y/n #court of darkness lou #court of darkness

[megraen]

So, I'm working on chapter two for my Dune fic, and Jessica is coming off as such a bitch to her daughter. It wasn't intentional, but god, it's hilarious to me.

spoiler below the cut

“At least she spoke to me this time,” Electra commented lightly, making her brother snort. It was rare for Jessica to have any form of conversation with her daughter in the last few years. Since Electra had turned twelve, when her bleeding started, her mother’s demeanour towards her had shifted because she focused on raising the most prim and proper Lady to represent House Atreides. Since then, the majority of Jessica’s attention has gone to Paul, something the younger sibling wishes had not. Paul smiled when Electra had slouched in her chair and put her elbows on the table, no longer concerning herself with maintaining the perfect image now that their mother was gone. “Nurul put so much effort into my hair and picking this dress,” Electra spoke about her lady’s maid.

“Oh, she will not like that,” Paul commented, picturing the woman’s face going red as she would try to contain her outburst. His face fell as he looked at his sister, taking in her appearance. She was a few months shy of her eighteenth birthday, and he had already heard the whispers of the servants gossiping about his parents talking about the coming-of-age celebration that would be held for her and the line of suitors that would soon appear out of the woodwork. Lady Jessica even had a portrait commissioned of Electra, which would have copies sent out to the Great Houses, showcasing the beauty of the Duke’s daughter. Paul disapproved of how his sister was treated like a prized cow, ready to be auctioned off to whichever family could afford her dowry. He found it demeaning. Yet he never broached the topic with her. It was something the siblings never discussed. And at the heart of it all, Paul wasn’t ready to lose Electra. She was the only friend he had in the entire world, someone to whom he could express his dreams and fears without concern of them being shared with either of his parents as a servant would.

#fanfiction #fan fiction #feyd rautha #feyd-rautha harkonnen #feyd rautha harkonnen #austin butler #dune part 2 #dune 2 #dune #dune part two #feyd x oc #feyd rautha x oc #wip: black as blood #oc: Electra Atreides

[chainsawmochi]

Need a Writer/Fanfiction?

https://www.fiverr.com/dlcullipher?up_rollout=true

I am offering my ghostwriting services via fiverr so that I can afford to live. For those of you that have read my fan fiction, you know what I can produce in a relatively short period of time. Now, I am offering those services to you!

If you would like to have someone ghostwrite a novel for you, or an ebook, I'm your guy. Check out my fiverr gigs for more information!

Coming soon: I am considering offering a gig or two for writing fan fiction. Nothing about that is set in stone yet, but if you are interested, let me know. I would only be writing Black Butler and maybe Kingdom Hearts, Silent Hill, and Fatal Frame, but we'll see. UPDATE: Black Butler Fanfiction, anyone? https://www.fiverr.com/s2/109c47f0a2

#ghostwriting #ghostwriter #writing services #fan fiction #professional writer #black butler #fiction #fantasy #kingdom hearts #silent hill #fatal frame #fiverr #freelancing #income #trying to make a living #kuroshitsuji #grelle #grelle sutcliff #grell #grell sutcliff

[xxlucyxlolaxx]

Chapter 9 update

The Colossus In The Storm. Hakuoki x Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji crossover. The AU Origins of Sebastian. Happy reading and let me know what you think :)

Fanfiction: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14060469/9/The-Colossus-In-The-Storm

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38487991/chapters/110056431

#sebastian michaelis #kuroshitsuji #black butler #chizuru x hijikata #hijikata x chizuru #hijichi #hakouki #hakuouki #hijikata toshizo #yukimura chizuru #kuroshitsuji finny #mey rin #bardroy #fan fiction #fanfiction writer #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #archive of our own #writing community #fanfic writer #kazama chikage #senhime #demon sebastian

[caramel-whiskeys-writing]

Sebastian Michaelis ~ Prepares a Bath For You

Black Butler Masterlist

You had worked all day, and it didn't go unnoticed. You seemed to be the only one who would work into the night and ensure everything you did was done correctly. It was probably past 930pm, and you were very tired but still had some work to do. Feeling your eyes close every now and then, you sighed loudly, getting the attention of the passing butler.

He peaked his head out from around a corner and saw you standing there cleaning and looking like you were about to collapse. He sighed before walking up to you. He placed his hand on your shoulder, getting your attention. You jumped a little at the sudden touch, but relaxed when you saw Sebastian.

"My dear, why on earth are you still up?" You shrugged your shoulders before getting back to work and saying to him.

"Well, I didn't want to leave anything dirty overnight. Plus, I doubt the other servants will do it in the morning." You let out a yawn as Sebastian frowns at you. He knew that you were a hard worker, but even he would get a break once in a while. He walks away without saying anything you to which you thought was odd, but you still worked. It was probably 10pm by this point, but you weren't sure. Finally, you seemed to be done and were ready for bed.

As you opened the door to your quarters, you saw light coming from your bathroom. You did have a tendency to leave candles burning, so you quickly walked into the bathroom worried that you were going to be the cause of the new manor to burn down. You were quite confused when you saw Sebastian sitting on the side of the bath.

Walking towards him, you asked,

"Hey, um... what are you doing, may I ask?" He turned to you without stopping what he was doing and said in response,

"Well, you did have a stressful work day, and you seemed quite tense when I talked to you earlier, so I thought I'd start up a bath for you." Your eyes narrowed a bit, and you blinked a few times before he continued.

"It should be ready for you now. Just don't stay in too long." He grabbed his jacket that he had hung up on a hook before closing the door. It was a few seconds later when you had stripped and decided to get in the bath when you heard Sebastian's voice coming from the other side of the door.

"Oh and Y/N, if you need anything, do call, alright?"

"Yes, o-of course." You stuttered a bit while you covered your body out of instinct before you heard him close the door to your room. You sigh lightly as you slip into the bath, feeling quite calm after a few minutes. The bath smelled of blood orange and grapefruit. It was also a quite sexy colour of red with white rose petals floating around. While in the bath, you were stuck in thought about why Sebastian would start a bath for you without asking. Yes, you were Ciel's best servant, but there had to be some other underlying reason that you knew he wasn't going to tell you.

#written #wattpad #writers #writer #fanfiction #write #writing #black butler #fan fiction #claude faustus #sebastian michaelis #black butler sebastian #sebastian x reader #ciel x reader #black butler ciel #ciel phantomhive #grell sutcliff #black butler grell #grell x reader #black butler william #black butler alois #black butler undertaker #black butler claude #william x oc #william t spears

[justzoni]

While I'm enjoying working on The Spaces Between Us, there's part of me that wishes I'd have selected a redux The Dark Path to use for my fan fiction half of NaNoWriMo (where I'm running one original and one fan novel). Reading through the sketch I did of it last year makes me itchy to dig in:

"Sebastian," the boy said finally, meeting the butler's eyes. "Clear my schedule. We will depart for Tonbridge School at once. The sooner we begin our investigation, the sooner we'll be done." "Yes, my lord." The words set Sebastian in motion, moving to retrieve his master's dressing gown from where it rested over the chair back near the window. With a plan in place, Ciel should have felt ready for the chase. Instead, he felt as though there were some vital piece of information he should have known. A missing piece to a puzzle that should have been solved. Sliding off the bed, he pushed his feet into his slippers, eager to escape the cold of the floors for as long as possible. Pausing for a moment, he said, "She mentioned that they had found the body of the seventh victim yesterday." "Yes," Sebastian confirmed. "An instructor of religious history, visiting from a boy s school in Devonshire. He is the only one they have discovered; the rest have vanished without a trace." "Did any of the papers indicate how the body was found?" Ciel asked. "The letter only said that it was gruesome." Easing his master's arms into the dressing gown, Sebastian knelt in front of him to tie the garment closed. "They did indeed. His body was discovered on the school grounds by a group of students, inside of the main chapel." That came as a surprise. Shocking for women, perhaps, but Ciel had seen far worse. "At the church? That doesn't sound too macabre." "I'm afraid you misunderstand, young master," Sebastian said, getting to his feet. "The instructor's body was found inside of the school chapel, cut into thirteen pieces and hung from the sculptures of the nativity, with the Virgin Mary cradling his severed head alongside the infant Christ."

#kuroshitsuji #fan fiction #black butler #maybe I'll write this next