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irides-solstice · 26 days

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{Headcannons for an upcoming au i'm planning} Not enough people talk about Claude after he loses Ciel Phantomhive's soul to Sebastian... Especially not ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ!ᴄʟᴀᴜᴅᴇ... ໒꒰ྀི ˃ ∩∩ ˂ ꒱ྀི১

{Wolf spider!Claude X moth!reader}

🕸 ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ!ᴄʟᴀᴜᴅᴇ who goes back to his claimed territory, sulking the whole way after his loss. Because for the first time in a million years H̷̬͖̻͒e̷̢̝̫͖̯̍̇̀͊ ̷̬̻́l̴͖̹̅͋ọ̴̈́s̶͇̬͔̆̈́̚͝ẗ̴̪́̎̃̿ ̴̢̧͚̜̊͠ḩ̴̛͍̰̳̂̄͐i̷̠͇̥̹̓͆́̊s̶͎͍̘͊͑̐̽ ̵̗̆̌́̿̍p̵̦͎̥̟͔̈́̾ṙ̸̺̼̉ī̶̭̻͇͉̕z̴̥̠̙̳̅̃̒e̷̹͙͋ This loss is not easy pill to swallow when he's the one, who's infamously known as the calmest and composed in any given scenario. He finds himself losing his cool. His anger, and rage causing continuous damage both around his and others territory.

🕸 ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ!ᴄʟᴀᴜᴅᴇ and his presumptuous nature, overconfident and eccentric behaviour being the reason behind his biggest failure, that too to a younger demon! - A massive blow to his ego... Sebastian absolutely getting the upper hand on him once he loses his poise. A more established and esteemed demon losing in such a manor would absolutely make him a laughingstock among the inhabitants of hell... And it does. That too because of a human soul's aroma? Preposterous! Claude is absolutely seething in solitude. So, he makes up for his loss of reputation by unleashing absolute chaos onto whoever dares to even snicker at him.

The aroma of Ciel Phantomhive's soul... An aroma he had yet to ever encounter on his own adventures... Truly a noteworthy meal. He'd even applaud Sebastian if he wasn't kitten licking his bruised ego.

So, you can see why he's so perplexed when he senses the same fragrance back in hell... On a demon too... A pretty one, one lesser in status than him, but makes up with her resourcefulness. The unique skull like birthmark on your forehead, just above your adorable doe eyes, and the quiet buzzing of your wings makes him shudder in excitement. Ideas of you writhing underneath him... In his arms, as he makes you his own... Hmm exciting, no? So, like the opportunistic hunter he is, eager to win your affections he revels in the idea of a chase. Especially after one as mesmerising as you are ♡

🕸 ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ!ᴄʟᴀᴜᴅᴇ who searches high and low for you, but is stumped to see you are nowhere to be found... Where he wants you to be. Only for you to walk right into the palm of his hand. Clueless as to who even has his eyes on you. You, the runt of the litter just trying to find a place to settle, and you strut right into his lair for a measly amount of nectar and honey. Once he gets his hands on you however...He will never ever let you leave his sight. You're his whether you like it or not~

"There's no use in trying to run little one, you're mine now~"

ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ: @thefallofruins ╰➤ {ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ, ᴏʀ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪꜰɪᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ}

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blues824 · 11 months

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I need a Male! Reader x Yandere! Vincent, Claude, Sebastian, Undertaker, Lau, and Madam Red in my life! It’d interesting if M!reader were to be extremely cool-headed and always in a dream-like state but aware of what is happening around them and is incredibly smart. They appear sleepy but really aren’t it’s just their usual face. And they’re soul is one in a million that could keep a demon full for years. So to the characters M!reader appears as otherworldly and they are intrigued…

I love Yandere requests for some reason.

Vincent Phantomhive

Poor dear was fearful that you would fall asleep at any point, so it is better to have you next to him at all times. But, he wouldn’t be surprised if you were always sleepwalking, because you lived as though you were in a dream. Well, he may as well be your knight in shining armor, as he needed to protect you.

You could see what he was doing. Ever since he first invited you back to the Phantomhive manor, ever since he offered you that cup of tea. You wanted to wake up, you wanted to fight back, but the poison kept you from doing it. And besides, it would be a far call to say that the Vincent Phantomhive was poisoning you. Even though you were angry, you knew you had to be reasonable. This was your fate now.

Sebastian Michaelis

He had met you when he was going to pick up the young master’s new cane. You were a 19-year-old apprentice, who didn’t seem to have his head back on Earth. The demon breathed in and your soul just smelled so sweet. It was calling to him, to his hunger. Suddenly, Ciel Phantomhive did not have the most craved soul. So, a few days later, he wrote to your master that you were called for by Lord Phantomhive himself, but it was actually him who wanted you there.

As smart as you typically were, you did not see this coming until it was too late. He held you in his arms within the library while the master was busy with his work, and Mey-Rin, Finney, and Bard were all doing their chores. He whispered that you were his and his alone, and you then realized that your mind was steadily growing more and more cloudy.

Claude Faustus

He typically wouldn’t care about just any human being unless their soul called out to him. But, when he saw you in the bookstore, your mind somewhere in some distant land rather than the present, he could hear your soul. It smelled sweet, and fulfilling, and he could sense that there were other demons around waiting to collect it.

He invited you to the Trancy Manor, where he locked you in a room that was isolated so that no one would be able to hear you. He made sure that the other servants were aware that he was the only one who would tend to that side of the house, and because of his status within the household, he was never questioned. Now, without him by you during the day, you spent your days trying to escape all the while acting as though your head was up in the clouds when he checked up on you.

Lau

You were one of Ciel’s servants, and you caught his attention with how you seemed to be living within a dream. You were operating on autopilot, but you were doing exceptionally well. It was because of you being a tiny bit of a distraction to the man that he was not paying attention to the plan that Sebastian had laid out.

The next day, you had found yourself in his opium den. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that Ran-Mao had kidnapped you in the night and brought you to where you were now. You were bound in chains, and led up to Lau, where he had you placed upon his lap. You seemed to be a bit too aware, maybe you just needed to go to sleep. It’s unfortunate that you ended up in an opium den of all places.

Undertaker

You had entered his shop by mistake, and he was surprised because he was not expecting any visitors, dead or alive, that day. It caused you both to laugh, and he had you sit down for a bit of tea before you made your way back. He could sense your soul, and he was aware that he wanted it just for himself. After about the third cup of tea that he prepared for you, you finally sensed that it was a bit suspicious. Of course, you were slowly getting sleepy.

In the morning, you found yourself sleeping in a coffin. You were tied up, but it was open. The Undertaker heard you struggling against the bindings, and he let out a bit of a giggle before peering over the opening of the coffin. You weren’t really listening to what he was saying, but you caught something about your soul, and you being the first to make him laugh genuinely with nothing required in return.

Madam Red

You were a servant from the Phantomhive Manor, and when she went to discuss with her nephew about the plans to catch Jack the Ripper, you had caught her attention. She made a comment about how her butler could learn from both you and Sebastian. However, Grelle could see the look of love in her eyes, and she knew her next orders.

The following day, you found yourself locked within a room in Madame Red’s estate. Eventually, the lady had entered the room, specifically the bedroom, where you were staying in. She greeted you with a hello darling before moving on to prepare for the night. You saw the instruments she was using, but you remember hearing her tell Grelle that there was a target that night. You let out a gasp, and you started trying to escape only to be held back by Madam Red herself. She used one of the many syringes full of something with anesthetic properties that put you back to sleep.

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blondeaxolotl · 4 months

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All I can imagine is Crow Sebastian driving all those bats and dove and spider crazy because crows just do that lololol XD

asshole >:(

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caramel-whiskeys-writing · 7 months

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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?

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hunn1e-bunn1e · 3 months

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Valentine's Day Special!

🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.

In Valentine's Day rears its head around the corner once again and you spend the entirety of the day pampering your contracted demon lover. Or; In which Claude Faustus is spoiled with affection and love for the first time in his demonic life; all because of a weird mortal tradition. Feb. 14th, 2024

Warnings -> One sided-ish relationship? Short!

💝•♡•💝•♡•💝•♡•💝•♡•💝•♡•💝•♡•💝•♡•💝

"I love you, Claude."

You sweetly cooed into the top of his head as you ran your fingers through his coal-colored tresses.

His head lies on your naked chest as you mutter sweet nothings to him. How much you love him, how much he means to you, how much you appreciate everything he does for you. You tell him how beautiful he is even when he never smiles, how lovely his voice is even if it's stuck in a permanent monotone, how you wouldn't know what to do with yourself if you didn't have him in your life.

It's days like this one, this Valentine's Day, that Claude wishes he could feel something for you. That his unholy heart could race whenever you smile at him and his frigid cheeks could warm at your fleeting touches. In the depths of his mind, he wonders what it would be like to be a human and have relationships that weren't contracted. To be with you until you grow old and die with him by your side following not long after.

"Don't cry, My Love. I'll start to think that you don't like it when I hold you like this."

Your hand enters his blurry vision and wipes his tears away as you speak gently into his soft hair.

But.

It's also on days like this one, when you hold Claude close and steep him in your love, that his body betrays him. That his eyes begin to burn and moisten and tears begin to bead onto his lower lashes. On these days, in these times; he can ever so faintly feel something warm in the very depths of himself.

Claude's arms close tightly around your waist; shutting his leaking eyes and taking in your scent through a deep inhale. Soon. Just as it happened to that Phantomhive boy, it will happen to you. Just like him, you'll become a demon as well.

Claude will just have to be patient until then.

💝•♡•💝•♡•💝•♡•💝•♡•💝•♡•💝•♡•💝•♡•💝

🐇.•°��.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.

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domreader-headcannon-scenarios · 1 year

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Okay okay so, Claude repeatedly keeps on failing to obey orders no matter how hard he tries while Sebastian is able to pull everything off flawlessly every time. Claude gets angry and jealous and becomes really gung ho about pleasing you. Sebastian is getting groceries? Claude is making a full feast for 100 that you absolutely do not need and is absolutely a waste of food. Sebastian did the dishes? Claude rewaxed all of the floors by hand just to say he did it by hand. Claude is sending you 100 I love you texts because he worried you didn't get the other 50. Reader naturally gets kind of pissed and weirded out by Claude's pushyness and scolds Claude. Claude breaks down sobbing.

I hope you enjoyed Claude torment hour.

Oof hghgv I LOVE THIS!! It’s so in character!!!

Sebastian + Claude (polycule, unhealthy relationship elements (not intentionally), fluff, validation/comfort, slight trust issues,)

Sebastian was always perfect, you never needed to worry with him, he’d always figure things out on his own and did everything you want him to without you asking. He was a perfect butler and an amazing boyfriend.

Claude on the other hand, he was completely different, and you love him for that, its just…agitating how clingy he’s gotten recent, especially when Sebastian is around. You had figured that he was past the jealous faze, but apparently he’s not…

You appreciated the gestures, he had good intentions, it just got out of hand. Claude has been especially erratic and quick to panic anytime you give Sebastian even a second of attention.

You give Sebastian a kiss? Claude practically shoved him out of the way to give you a more passionate kiss, too bad for him you had to shove him away since you needed to breathe. He’d looked like a kicked puppy the second you denied him ANY attention, you’d think he’s taking it personally…

You decided to confront him one on one, he’s more open about his feelings when it’s just you two. Sebastian had been polite enough to leave the room and give you two some privacy talk, in the bedroom, since it’s one of the few rooms that has a lock. You sat at the edge of your bed, Claude standing motionless in front of you. You sat in awkward silence with Claude for a bit, you knew why he was here, he knew why why he was here.

You weren’t sure how to delicately answer so you go with your first instinct. “Claude, why have you been acting so weird? You know there’s no need for this. So, what is wrong? This is just so childish for you to be competing for my attention.” Claude remained silent, just staring at you.

He sighed and remained motionless while speaking. “I am just making myself useful, I don’t see the issue with it.” You glared at him, he’s still giving you a blank look, though you can see the corners of his lips quivering.

“‘I don’t see the issue with it’? Are you kidding me?” You groan, looking away from Claude. “Claude. You practically hound me, I am barely getting time enough space to breathe, but YOU DON’T SEE AN ISSUE?”

Claude visibly winced at your tone, you regret it, but he is ignoring your words unless you put venom behind them…

Before you can apologize Claude collapses to his knees in front of you, taking you by surprise. His head is in your lap in an instant, he’s hiding his face against your thigh and trembling. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he’s crying.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry Master, I just want to prove myself to you! Sebastian always knows what to do but I…don’t…” He trails off, voice muffled against your leg. “I’m not as good as him…I’m sorry-I just want you to love me the way you love him…”

To say you’re surprised by this outcome was an understatement. You can feel dampness against your leg, you know he’s crying now, his breathing is so shaky….

You slip down off the bed, sitting next to him and wrapping your arms around him. “Hey, come on, please listen, I love you, ok?” You waited till he nodded to continue. “Everything is fine, you’re not in trouble, I’m just agitated, ok? I’m not upset, I don’t love you any less than Sebastian, if you feel less loved, just tell me, ok?”

Claude didn’t respond. “Claude, you can ask for my attention, that’s what Sebastian does.” You give Claude a soft kiss, holding him there until he calmed done a bit. “It’s completely fine to ask for attention, ok?”

You let Claude rest his head against your chest, one of your hands moving from his back to gently stroke his hair. “But-I don’t want to be needy…” With a kiss to the top of his head, you pull him into your bed.

“You’re not being needy, there’s nothing wrong with asking. So please, just tell me if you want attention, ok?” You gently squeeze him to reassure him. “I love you, I don’t want you to feel like i don’t love you as much as Sebastian. I just figured you didn’t like the affection, you always seem so indifferent over it.”

Claude makes a sound of acknowledgment, calming down enough to speak to you. “I…I will ask next time.” You reward him with a soft kiss, letting him rest against you for a little while longer.

After a few minutes, or maybe hours you couldn’t tell, you heard a creak from the window to your right. You look over to see Sebastian crouched in the windowsill, eyeing you and Claude. You huff in fein annoyance with him.

“Sebastian, how long have you been listening?” You watch him step out of the window, quietly walking towards you. He gestured to Claude, waiting a moment. “He’s sleeping. Don’t wake him.”

Sebastian nods. “Alright.” He steps close to you sitting down beside you. “I’m going to be…less ‘clingy’ around him for a bit.” He whispered to you. “I’ll apologize to him when he wakes up.”

You hum in response. “I can cuddle you both,” You pull Sebastian towards you, he shows no resistance. Sebastian rested his head on your shoulder. “You two are more like big puppies than demons.” Sebastian gives a offended look before quietly chuckling.

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captain-policebox · 2 months

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he's so pathetic

#claude faustus #black butler #kuroshitsuji #kuroshitsuji claude #black butler claude #black butler 2 #kuroshitsuji 2 #my art

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anonymousewrites · 8 months

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One Hell of a Love (Book 1.5) Chapter Eighteen

Sebastian Michaelis x Demon! Reader

Chapter Eighteen: One Hell of a Separation

Summary: (Y/N) and Sebastian are seriously displeased at being forced apart. Neither handles it well.

(Y/N)’s eyes opened to their cell.

It was a luxurious bedroom, full of paintings, a wardrobe full of clothes, and a comfortable bed with soft pillows and silky sheets. It was the most comfortable bedroom a human could ask for.

But (Y/N) was not a human. And the chain connected to the collar around their neck made them a prisoner, not a guest.

(Y/N)’s eyes turned fuchsia, and the shadows around their moved towards them, a weaker show of the rage within them. (Y/N) was going to get out of there and rain hell down on this entire mansion.

“It seems a storm has come,” said Claude, gazing at Sebastian evenly. A slight smirk stole his features.

Sebastian’s gaze was dark and cloudy. The trees around him lay destroyed.

“Have no fear, little bird,” said Claude to the birds flitting about. He smirked. “The Master has ordered it away.”

Sebastian’s fingers twitched with the desire to kill. He would destroy him. He would rip out his eyes, cut off his hands, pull out his tongue, take away everything Claude used to speak or look or touch (Y/N) with.

Claude knelt by a flower bush. “Hellebore. Little bird, don’t you think that this lovely purple flower would suit the dear guest in the house?” His eyes flashed. “My dear guest.” Claude stood back up, holding the hellebore in his hand, and returned to the house.

Sebastian’s shadow whirled behind him, pure hellish power extending out of it, threatening to kill the plants around it. The hellebore wilted.

“Oh, yes~. Wonderful. Such a wonderful sight.” Behind a statue, Grell continued taking photos of Sebastian. “Seeing Sebby defeated in love gets me all excited. His master stolen from him!” (She was clueless, as usual, to everything going on) “I was ready to let that demon Claude, or whatever his name was, go. Now I can take all these precious pictures.” The camera stalled. “Oh, no! Why now? It’s such an important moment.” The shadows around Grell moved. She gulped and turned around.

Sebastian stood over her with a statue in his hands.

“Ah! Sebby, when did you…” Grell trailed off nervously.

“I would like to ask the same of you,” said Sebastian coldly.

“C-Can I take another one?” said Grell, shooting her shot.

Wham!

“I see,” said Sebastian after torturing Grell a bit with salt in her tea. She was the only person around to take his anger out on currently, unfortunately for her, but she had saved herself further pain by explaining the situation with Claude and Alois. Also, Grell had seemed actually seemed sorry that (Y/N) had gotten into trouble (though that might have just been Grell getting annoyed that someone else thought they could have her (Nickname)). “So, that is when Claude killed Alois Trancy.”

“Yes,” said Grell. “Then, he began the ritual to transfer his soul, but two souls can never be merged completely, though their memories can be overwritten.”

“What happened to Alois Trancy then?” said Sebastian.

“The same as happened to your Young Master: he became a ring,” said Grell. “A ring thicker than blood and redder than passion. But I still don’t get it. Why are you so obsessed with that brat’s soul? And I understand (Nickname) is just a darling, so coldly beautiful, but kidnapping a demon? Even as another demon, that seems…extreme. And foolish.”

“To find the answer, I advise you look at that demon’s relaxed and licentious face,” said Sebastian. “He is a depraved worm of a demon.” For a moment, everything that Claude could be doing to (Y/N) flitted through his mind, and his shadow squirmed in demonic anger.

Grell glanced at it nervously. “S-Sebby?”

“Let us go, Miss Grell,” said Sebastian.

“Oh, sorry!” Grell didn’t want to get involved with such a volatile demon. Even with her adoration for Sebastian, she had some basic survival instincts. “I just remembered I have to go to the hairdresser!”

Sebastian leapt into the air. The light shone on his skin majestically. It was the perfect photo opportunity.

“S-So cool!” stammered Grell. “Where’s my camera?”

Sebastian landed and glanced back at Grell. “Today, I plan to strike at least eight more poses. Additionally, I’m sure (Y/N) would give you a lovely pose once being rescued, as well.” Whether or not (Y/N) actually would was none of Sebastian’s concern, but he would make Grell work with him one way or another.

(Y/N) watched the bedroom door open, and they glared at Claude as he entered. He shut the door decisively behind him.

“You’re going to regret this,” said (Y/N) icily. “I’m going to tear you apart.”

Claude tutted. “You are unable to escape, and yet you insist that you have power here. You truly are Sebastian’s apprentice.” The last sentence came through bitterly. He stood before them, and as they moved back from where they sat on the bed, Claude grabbed the chain and dragged them closer. He hummed appreciatively as he tucked the hellebore flower behind (Y/N)’s ear. “He truly wasted your potential. I knew from the moment I saw you among all those new demons that you should be mine. I know how to use the power that radiates from you. I know how to put you to use.”

(Y/N) wasn’t sure if they were more furious at how casually Claude spoke about controlling them or more disturbed by how long this obsession had remained on his mind. “I don’t bow before anything.”

Claude’s lips curled into a smirk. His hand trailed from the flower behind their ear to their cheek, keeping his other hand on the chain of their collar to keep them in place as they pulled away from him. So beautiful…A wild storm of power that I have the pleasure of taming. Fierce eyes, aflame with hate. I wonder what they’ll look like filled with submission, enthralled by me. And such a forceful personality, obstinate and single-minded. How incredible it will be to see them bend and break to my will.

Every part of them will be mine.

“You will bow before me, Felis,” said Claude as his hand dropped to their neck, right above their collarbone.

(Y/N) didn’t hesitate as they moved. They dug their nails into Claude’s hand, sinking the tips into skin and not telling go as they felt blood. Claude ripped his hand away, leaving long claw marks in his hand as he drew away.

(Y/N) grinned, sharp canines flashing in the light. “I told you—I. Don’t. Bow.”

Claude’s eyes flashed fuchsia in anger, and he grabbed (Y/N)’s collar. He slammed them down on the bed, pressing down on the metal as it dug into (Y/N)’s neck and cut off their breathing.

“You will learn your place,” said Claude coldly. He had (Y/N) pinned beneath him, a hand on their throat and the other holding down their wrists. He leaned down and spoke into their ear. “I am going to consume Ciel Phantomhive’s soul, and then I will consume you. You will lose yourself in me. You will be my thrall.”

“I would never be yours,” spat (Y/N). “You’re just a sniveling pest of a demon. You have no power over me.” Their eyes flashed. “You can hurt me all you want, but pain is nothing to me. I have experienced a lifetime of it. You could never hope to compare.” They smirked. “And if you speak of pleasure…my fantasies give me more than you ever could.”

Claude’s hand around their neck tightened, cutting off their words. His nails sharpened, drawing blood from (Y/N). He pulled back and licked the blood from them as (Y/N) watched in disgust.

“You will submit,” said Claude. “You were meant to be mine. And not even Corvus can take you from me, Felis. In fact, I rather like the idea of showing my precious thrall to Corvus after you’ve properly submitted.” Claude could have moaned at the idea of having victory of Sebastian and showing him a perfectly obedient (Y/N).

“You’re a delusional fool,” said (Y/N). “I have never submitted to anyone, not in my human life or my demonic one, and I won’t begin to.”

Claude smirked. “If you truly think you can resist, then prepare yourself. I have many plans for you.” He leaned over (Y/N), collected more of their blood on his fingers, turned, and left.

(Y/N) tore the hellebore from their hair and ground it into the carpet. They were not allowing Claude to have any power over them. Their eyes flashed fuchsia. They were a demon. They wouldn’t be kept there.

Sebastian was unsurprised when the old woman who had explained the true fate of Alois Trancy’s real village and past was shot through the head. He knew that Claude would send the triplets after him as the most expendable demons.

“I am leaving,” said Sebastian, running towards them as they fired at him before Grell could respond. Grell, however, followed eagerly after Sebastian as he attacked the triplets with silver forks.

All three grabbed rakes to swing at him, but Sebastian easily dodged and knocked each one back. Sebastian didn’t mess around in this battle. There was no showiness, just calm, cold anger that he let out in his easy takedown of the triplets. In the moment it took Grell to take photos and fawn over him, Sebastian finished tying up the triplets like a cocoon under a tree branch.

“Oh, are you finished already?” Grell was disappointed.

“Now, Miss Grell. Use your Death Scythe,” said Sebastian.

“Huh? Can’t you just deliver the coup de grace?” said Grell.

Sebastian’s eyes narrowed. He really didn’t have time to mess around. “Please.”

“It’s always the same with you, Sebby,” sighed Grell.

“It is so hot today.” Sebastian faced Grell. He unbuttoned his shirt just a touch, sighed, and threw his hair back.

Grell’s face exploded in her favorite red. Her chainsaw revved to life. In a single long arc, she tore the triplets to pieces with the energy Sebastian’s pose had given her.

For a moment, Cinematic Records poured out, showing more of the village’s burning. The triplets stood together with a demoness behind them.

“I see. So that’s what happened. Demons are such nonsense,” sighed Grell.

“As expected,” said Sebastian.

“Huh? Really?” said Grell.

“However…” Sebastian’s gaze darkened as he saw Hannah and Ciel speaking together. His aura turned hellish as one of the triplets’ memories went through a picture of (Y/N) in the collar with a chain attached.

“S-Sebby! You’re going demonic!” cried Grell.

“That is enough,” said Sebastian. He pulled the thread from the tree, and the various limbs of the triplets fell to the ground. He walked back through the forest. “I won’t let Claude keep (Y/N).”

“I am surprised,” said Claude as he sensed Sebastian hiding behind him. “I thought you would just peep in, but here you are at the front door.”

“The Young Master ordered me to vanish from his sight,” said Sebastian. “I am not violating his order if you see me.” His eyes narrowed. “Nor am I violating it if I take (Y/N) from your spiderweb.” He dropped to the ground. “I also came to return this.”

He threw the dark rose at Claude’s feet. As it fell before Claude’s face, Sebastian struck, punching Claude and the rose in the stomach. Claude tumbled across the ground from the force.

“I am shocked,” said Claude, getting to his feet. “I did not think a demon would try to nullify an oath.”

“Did you not break it first?” responded Sebastian. “We agreed to begin fighting over the Young Master’s soul only after his revenge was accomplished and thus had reached its best condition. Until that point, according to the oath, we were only supposed to use each other.”

Claude held up his rose. “This is the type of tick that ruins the color of the leaves. Unfortunately, my black rose was infested by bugs.” It blew away in the wind. “Both our roses withered. The oath is broken.” He removed his glasses. “I want to consume the soul of Ciel Phantomhive.” He smirked. “And I will turn (Y/N) to my thrall.”

Sebastian’s eyes flashed fuchsia. “I can assure you, they will not fall for your tricks.”

Claude’s smirk grew wider. “Even their strange attachment to you can be distorted with enough work.” He licked his lips. “Besides, I like the fighting spirit. It just shows their power and how much I will have once they serve me. Not to mention, (Y/N)’s face in pain…” Claude’s eyes were wild with enjoyment “…it’s as delightful as one contorted in pleasure.”

“Whatever you have done to them, know that you will feel more pain,” said Sebastian. It was a promise as deep and dark as a demonic contract. “And then I shall ensure you can never touch, speak, or look at them again.” Hands, tongue, eyes…

“Your attachment is remarkable for someone who gains nothing from just companionship,” said Claude. “But it doesn’t change that I am the one who will own them. Their power will serve me, just as their mind…or body.” Claude’s grin was wide and lewd. “You were to weak to take what you want, but I am not. I will turn them to my thrall with pain and them teach them loyalty with pleasure. My pleasure.” His eyes pierced into Sebastian. “They won’t even remember your name when they beg for me.”

Sebastian attacked, every demonic instinct within him damn-near roaring in hellish fury at someone speaking so lewdly about his love. He wanted, no, needed to destroy Claude. The spider demon blocked him, but Sebastian turned and kicked him. The butlers withdrew knives of gold and silver, parrying and throwing them with perfect accuracy. As the two battled, they neared the gardens of the Trancy Estate.

“Sebastian!” came a cry.

Sebastian froze, and the old order of his master forced him to retreat behind a statue. He gritted his teeth. His entire being itched to return to the fight and tear Claude his apart. He barely gave a thought to Ciel and his soul, his entire being was focused on (Y/N), his love, his. Not Claude’s.

“Sebastian, save me!” Ciel’s voice had a light lilt to it, and Sebastian eyes narrowed. That was not his Master. Nothing kept him from stepping out and being seen.

He stepped out from behind the statue to see what Claude was staring at. The entire lawn of the Trancy Estate had become a magical maze, and at the center was a tall tree with Ciel, no, Alois in Ciel’s body standing at the top.

“Come on! Save me! I’m going to fall!” Alois cried excitedly.

Claude smirked. “Two souls mixing. Delicious~. All of my plans are coming together. You’re losing, Sebastian.”

The raven demon’s eyes narrowed. “My Master would not easily allow his body to be commandeered. He is fighting, that is what makes him so precious.”

“Well, then, what will it be, Sebastian?” said Claude sadistically. “Rush to save your precious contract and leave behind my sweet Felis, or leave behind a delicious soul and save the demon you’re so pathetically attached to?”

“Oh, please. Sebastian doesn’t need to rescue me,” scoffed a voice from above.

Sebastian and Claude paused and looked up. (Y/N) stood in the window of their cell, the chain broken, collar still on. The hand with their contract seal was bare of gloves and dripping with blood. (Y/N) smirked down at Claude’s surprised face.

“I told you—I don’t bow. And now I’m going to tear apart every one of your plans.” (Y/N) crouched and jumped from the window, landing within the walls of the maze.

Claude’s face twisted in anger, and Sebastian smirked.

Now that was his Felis. That was the demon he loved.

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suvidrache · 8 months

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Sensory Issues

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Word Count: 378 | Read it on AO3

Featuring: Sebastian and Claude

Sebastian

The noise was far too much. The noise is too loud. You hated it. You wanted any way to stop the sounds. You pressed your hands to your head as you tried your damn hardest to block the noises out. You felt as if you could still hear them despite your attempts. Sebastian wrapped an arm around you and pulled you closer to him. His hand moved yours away and instead placed his. It was quiet for a moment. There was absolutely nothing. Your eyes were still sealed shut. You refused to open them until the sounds had stopped. Then you heard it. A thumping sound. You went to move your head, but you were held in place. Sebastian's arm around you and his hand pressed against your ear, holding you firmly against his chest. His heartbeat was the only thing you could hear. He wasn't going to let you go until you were alright again.

Claude

The sounds. You hated the sounds. They were far too loud. Far too annoying. It felt as if your head was going to split. Your head pounded as the sounds only grew louder. You pressed your hands to your ears. You wanted to run away, but you closed your eyes in an attempt to block out the sounds. You wanted to be far away from here, but you weren't sure where Claude had vanished to. He knew well enough that you hated certain sounds. Certain noises, and he was quick to put an end to the noises that bothered you. However, he had vanished. He knew that he shouldn't have left you. When he heard the sound that bothered you the most. He was quick to rush to your side. It didn't matter who or how many people were in between you and him. He'd quickly push them to the ground so he could be by your side, or he'd teleport or whatever he felt like doing in the moment. His arms were around you. You were trembling. He gave you a small squeeze in a hug before he moved your hand and quickly replaced it with his. He would apologize for his disappearance later. He'd also deal with whoever or whatever had caused the noises at a later time.

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moneyisthebestlawyerinh3ll · 7 months

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I put up fake webs for Halloween and this was all i could think about

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blue-sterling0357 · 1 year

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Hello! Can I request Black Butler (Modern AU) with Claude's S/O and Alois attempting to bake a pie by themselves because they wanted to have a tea party but Claude was not at home/busy or smth 😳

Claude's S/O bakes a cake for him with Alois (somehow)

As the clock on the wall continues to ticking, pissing the hell out of you, you laid back on the bed you head hanging off the edge of the bed staring at the door, waiting for your husband to get home. As you continues to stare and zone out, you were absolutely interruped by Alois, the child who lived with you both.

"Hey Y/N!! Do you want to make a cake?????" Alois asked all excited while pulling your shoulder back up to make you sit up on your bed. As you look at the boy mindly asking why he wants to do such work, upon seeing your face he replies with "I want to have a tea party and since Claude isn't here, we both can spend time together!!!"

As you soundlessly agreed as it would be better than doing nothing and staying in your bed the whole day anyways and you can brush up your baking and etiquette skills as well, while also teaching Alois something so he doesn't burn his down in the future. Upon reaching the kitchen, you opened a cupboard while telling Alois to get you both somethings so he walked out of the kitchen to get it for you you smirked before turning back and shifting a few containers revealing a book hidden behind them. You told Alois to go out on purpose, so he wouldn't see where Claude kept his secret dessert cookbook.

He quickly got back and you both started wearing your aprons, and got out the ingredients needed for the specific type of cake, flour, eggs, baking soda, salt, butter, oil, sugar, milk and what not.As you began sifting the flour, Alois was asked to mix the butter with salt and sugar, as your back was turned you didn't notice Alois's hand going where they were not supposed to, until it was too late and you felt a light 'spoof' against your back, did you turn around to see a cloud of smoke of flour and Alois trying to stifle his laugh as he pretended to do his work though already knowing you knew he did that.

As you tried to brush the flour out of the apron and your shirt and at the edges of your hair, you slowly creeped up next to him, before tackling him in a tight hug and tickling his sides, refusing to leave him. Soon your giggles and Alois's loud laughs rang through the house as you both chased around with each other and fighting with pillows, trying to hit the other, but stopping in the middle for a few minutes to try and complete your cake, before Alois again picked up his pillow and smacked the back of your head without commencing another round of pillow fighting. Sooner or later, you both finally put the cake in the oven, as you now closed the door to the oven and started the timer, before extending you hand towards Alois, beckoning him to give you a high-five, which is happily did so as you both now giggled and turned around again pick-up the pillows before running off and again playing.

Upon the timer going off, you both immediately ran back into the kitchen before opening the oven. As you pulled open the oven handle, the smell wafted through the places, but as you moved your hand closer you felt the heat radiating off the metal and the cake, making you both realize it's gonna take a lot of time for it cool down and you both were kinda too lazy to wear the gloves and take out the cake of the oven and so you both were staring you hit Alois hard on the back on his head and began running and you both again started to cause chaos in the manor.

As Claude walked towards the entrance of the manor, he saw the door was open and as he pushed the door slightly using his black gloves, he stared the at the scene of manor, with things, mostly pillows scattering across the floor. As he slowly rubbed his head and took off his glasses before wiping them on the cloth inside of his suit's jacket before rubbing his nose bridge and putting them back on, annoyed as he walked in the kitchen, he saw the oven all open, though off with a cake still in oven...

As he slowly went closer, the heat he was expecting to be radiating from the oven, wasn't high as he slowly took a pair of mittens from the hooks behind the kitchen door and pulled the cake out, before setting it on the counter and taking off the gloves and sighing loudly before resting himself on the kitchen counter near the cake...

As he walked to the living room to see you and Alois snuggling on a pile of pillows, blankets and mattresses....He realised it was going to be a long day of cleaning...

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irides-solstice · 2 months

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‿̩͙‿✧ ༺ ♥ ༻ ✧‿̩͙‿

ᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴅ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴘɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰɪᴄꜱ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴜɴʟᴇꜱꜱ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀᴡɪꜱᴇ.

Silence... A rare moment in the Trancy Manor. For once, there were no late-night parties to hosted or serve drinks at, no needy master begging for Claude's attention, but most importantly...

there was you

Quiet, calm, and relaxed you. In Claude's arms no less. Crickets chirping is the only sound in the room as you snooze away. Your peaceful expression emphasised by the moonlight escaping through his bedroom curtains. A lavish room that was barely used. Adorned in creams and golden. The highest quality furniture, yet never used asides from being decoration. Until you came along that is. His eyes glancing all over your figure as you slept next to him peacefully. Placing his folded glasses on the bedside table, peering down at you, he parts his lips in awe. He takes a shaky breath as he admires.

MINE. The only thought that comes to his mind.

Glee shining in his golden eyes as a smirk crawls up on his face. The covers drawn up to your shoulders slightly moving to reveal various bite marks and bruises that unfortunately will be covered by your uniform tomorrow. With the other servants being none the wiser of what happened to you, and if they were aware they likely didn't care. His hand that runs through your hair, a tangled mess.

He leans forward, closing his eyes before pressing a kiss to the bruises all over your shoulders. A more active approach that he'd never do if you had been awake. His tongue darts out to lick the dried up blood on your neck as he groans in pleasure. His eyes flashing magenta for a brief moment. You tasted divine of course. He hadn't expected any less from his chosen mate. He breathes in your scent with a sigh before snaking his arms around you pressing you to his bare chest.

No one asked him to be so affectionate today. But he felt like he had to. A small bat of your eyelashes, and he had caved to your desires. His soft plum lips grazing your skin makes you shuffle a bit, and he pauses. Had he woken you up? No, you were merely settling into his arms once more and he forces himself to let his guard down. His hand stops at the base of your head as he pats the stray hair down. Knowing you liked that, he keeps his hand there. Hiding you away from the world. Pressing you to his chest. His and only his to keep.

He wasn't used to such calmness. It felt strange to be here in his current position. Laying down next to a ...mate? He questions and then chastises himself. 'She was only a plaything,' he mulls over to himself. A wonderful wrong decision. A vulnerability. That's what you were.

And when Sebastian would inevitably arrives to claim back what was his, you'd be the one caught in the crossfire. But I'm sure you won't mind, right? Why else would you stay when he so adamantly pushed you away? Save the excuses... You wanted to stay, and you'll pay a heavy price for it.

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(Honestly not super proud of this. I wrote it late at night, so not proof read. Its not the worst thing ive written lol. Also requests are open, so if you have any feel free to suggest.)

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blues824 · 1 year

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I've got a black butler request(if your still taking any) :

Black butler characters(your choice) with riddle rosehearts like s/o relationships (if it's not to much)

Lords and Butlers, y’all. Gender-neutral reader.

Ciel Phantomhive

You were a renowned practicing doctor, as well as a noble in your own right. Honestly, no one was able to tell that you came from somewhere else unless they saw how odd your manor was. You had knowledge of the different types of tea, you were aware of proper etiquette, and you were often employed by the Queen.

That’s how you met Ciel. It was at a ball hosted by Her Majesty, and the young Phantomhive Lord noticed how you indulged yourself in the strawberry tarts. He walked over and introduced himself, and you both hit it off right away.

You both were often shamed for your short stature, you were both doubted in your positions because of your young age, and everyone tried to take advantage of you. He had invited you to the Phantomhive Manor the following morning, and he found himself eager and excited throughout the night.

As your meetings became more frequent, Ciel was doubting if he could remain betrothed to Elizabeth because his heart now belonged to you. You just understood him in a way that no one else ever could. You understood how he had so much work because you did as well, you whipped his household into shape with your strictness, and you understood the pressure of working under the Queen.

Eventually, you both began courting. Lizzie saw how happy you made him, so she gave the two of you her blessing and she broke off the engagement. There were no harsh feelings, and the entire staff had to admit that having you around was a blessing. Laundry was done properly, food was cooked the right way, no china was ever broken, the garden was in pristine condition, and everyone was super healthy.

You’ve even cured Ciel’s asthma, which he is grateful for. He still uses his cane out of habit, and also because it could also be used as a weapon. Sebastian is grateful, since it doesn’t put such a strain on his master’s endurance and durability.

You both help each other with certain cases, since you both were often employed as a team. Oftentimes, you have to gently remind him that not getting sleep isn’t beneficial for your investigation, and it’s one of the only times where he sees you as soft and kind. Other times, you are scolding Mey-rin, Finny, and Bard for their incompetence.

Sebastian Michaelis

He has heard about you because your reputation precedes you as the best doctor in the world. However, he was aware that you used a magic that wasn’t of this dimension, but rather a more fantastical and whimsical magic imbued in your patients’ tea.

You were formally introduced to each other when you and Ciel were assigned by the Queen to work on a case together. Your short stature was quite amusing to him because he had to bend over to place a kiss upon the back of your hand.

Sebastian only teases, but he never doubts your knowledge in the medical field. After all, people who were just on their deathbed feel as though they were as fresh as a daisy after being treated by you. He could tell that your intentions were pure, unlike everyone else in the realm of nobility.

As the two of you got closer, he found himself wondering if you could ever manage to love him, even if he told you that he was a demon who was going to devour Ciel’s soul once the contract was complete and both sides were met. He had told you, and you didn’t have a very negative reaction besides having a few questions. This gave him a feeling he hadn’t felt in a while: hope.

Eventually, he asked if you would agree to enter into a courtship with him, and his undead heart was pounding as you accepted. Nothing much changed besides the fact that you became a frequent visitor at the Phantomhive Manor. Only the residents knew that you were in a relationship with Sebastian. Everyone else thought that you were busy working on a case with Ciel.

You often helped out with the chores. You and your beloved demon split the tasks: he would help Bard in the kitchen, you would help Mey-rin with cleaning, and the both of you would help Finny in the garden. It took a huge load of stress, and you both took turns serving the master’s tea since you both were very good at it.

The first time he experienced your short temper was when another guest came and started indirectly insulting you and Ciel because ‘you were both too young for the power that either of you held’. You walked up to the old man and slapped him, questioning his audacity. Sebastian was very amused, and the guy was properly dealt with later.

Alois Trancy

He has heard of you through the whispers on the streets whenever he went on errands with Claude. You had built your reputation yourself, with your own hands. No one viewed you in a negative light because you were a doctor. It wasn’t considered new money if you were saving lives.

You actually met at a ball that was being hosted by the Queen for the nobility that was currently in England. He thought you were absolutely adorable as you stuffed your mouth with sweet strawberry tarts. Before you could get another one, he reached out and grabbed it so as to grab your attention.

It was through that one conversation that he got to learn so much about you. He learned about how you decided to help the advancement of medical technology since you came from a realm that was a bit more modern. Every patient you saw was cured, so that’s how you got into a good place among everyone.

Just a few weeks later, Alois decided to act on an impulse and ask you to begin a courtship with him, and he was in a state of pure bliss when he received the letter that you accepted his request. His attitude had improved, and he wasn’t as susceptible to lashing out.

Once you had gone over to visit and check up on him, he was attached to you at the hip. You couldn’t go anywhere within the manor without him. He insisted upon being at your side at every waking moment, claiming that it was ‘for you to make sure that he was healthy and alright’. In reality, he just loved you very much.

If you tried to help out with chores, Alois would be very upset since nobility wasn’t supposed to do anything as lowly and filthy as that. Instead, you should be hanging out with him and giving him all of your love and affection! He acts like a jealous puppy who has the power of a very powerful demon backing him up.

I feel like you don’t get into horrible fights, but he does sometimes get on your nerves and becomes insufferable at times. This causes a yelling match between the two of you, which ends up in you making your way back to your house, and him sulking in the corner because he already misses you.

Claude Faustus

He has also heard of you through the whispers in the streets, and he was quite intrigued. From what he has gathered, you are young but exceedingly intelligent, paired with known for having a short temper that goes unrivaled by even the Queen herself.

You both met at one of the Queen’s balls. Alois thought you were interesting because you had a lot of strawberry tarts on your plate, so he dragged Claude behind him as he made his way to introduce himself to you. The young Trancy lord got bored after a few minutes and walked away, but his butler was all too immersed in the conversation.

He learned that you came from a different world entirely, and here is where you decided to start up your medical practice because you were familiar with a healing type of magic, and you had knowledge of the medicinal practices that the Victorian era could use at the moment. The first patient you had ever treated was another noble, who was dying before you treated them. They decided to fund your cause, and that’s how you were there now.

Claude was facing a dilemma. He tried to convince himself that you meant nothing to him and that you were just another human, but you lived within his mind as well as his cold, undead heart. You had recently visited the Phantomhive Manor, and as you told him about the fun time you had with Ciel and Sebastian, he couldn’t help the feeling of envy crawling into his skin.

A few days later, he asked if you would accept his request to court you. He was surprised when you accepted, since he wasn’t the most loveable (demon) person. He was very happy, don’t get him wrong. Alois seemed angry that you managed to snag his butler’s attention but he wasn’t.

I feel like you both made a very interesting couple. You both are very serious and down-to-earth, leaving no room to think of the future. You’re busy being a doctor and he’s busy being the butler of Alois. So, you decide to ask for permission to set up your base of operations in the Trancy Manor which could end up increasing the wealth of the family name, so Alois allowed it. This way, you were able to spend more time with Claude.

The first time he experienced your anger was when Alois slapped Hannah for almost no reason. You saw this as unfair since she was following every rule, so you used magic to freeze the young Trancy master from causing anymore trouble. Claude was amused, but he kept it to himself.

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