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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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married-to-google-translater · 26 days

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Hi! I had an Alois trancy request! Y/N is a new maid who's first meeting Alois, but she knows she's seen him before. She knew him as a good friend who she had a crush on when Luca was alive. Alois is being really nice, and she says. "I was just wondering, have you ever had any friends named Y/N?" (She's used a fake name ever since the village burned) "Y-Yes, I have, why?" "It's me, Jim." And then it turns into fluff.

Alois Trancy (Older)

You really needed the money.

That's why you applied for a job at the Trancy manor.

Even if you don't have much experience as a maid.

But you would convince yourself that you would learn quickly.

It was the best chance you had.

And you would get a seat.

Even if you don't recognize Alois, he will recognize you right away.

Alois would like a familiar person near him.

He would have a soft spot for you.

So because of this, you would get a job at his mansion.

Alois would refuse to even listen to other applicants.

However, doing it would be a little difficult.

Because Alois would like to spend all his time with you.

He wouldn't be alone anymore and this would make him happy.

However, you felt like you had met before.

You just couldn't really wrap your head around where it might be.

A very annoying feeling.

It would take some time for Alois to bring this up.

He would be afraid that you would have forgotten him.

Alois really couldn't stand it if you abandoned him.

However, you would remember him.

Alois would be really happy about this.

And he would hug you tight.

You would hug him back.

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vampirenigh · 1 year

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My love for you

Sumarry: How the boys fall in love with you.

Characters: Ciel Phantomhive, Alois Trancy

Warnings: A bit of yandere behavior in Alois part maybe.

Masterlist

Ciel Phantomhive

🌐He saw you for the first time at a ball thrown by the queen.

🌐At first glance he thought you were a girl like all the others so he ignored you.

🌐But after a few days he notices that you're actually more interesting than he thought, so he made Sebastian find out what ball you'll be at and he'll attend too.

🌐There Ciel starts a discussion with you from which he learns that you come from a wealthy family that values fairness so even though you have an older brother you have a chance to become the head of the family.

🌐This impressed Ciel. Your determination to fulfill your desire with all the criticism around.

🌐After this ball Ciel starts inviting Y/n to his mansion for tea or games and starts to realize that to him Y/n is not just a friend he respects.

🌐This scares Ciel especially since Lizzy is his fiancée. His parents decided that, but did he really have to follow the path that they decided?

🌐A few days later he invites Lizzy's mother and tells her everything (because he is afraid of her). And to his surprise Lizzy's mother understands and breaks the contract.

🌐After this incident Ciel starts courting Y/n and goes to talk to her parents. And to your surprise your parents love him and agreed.

🌐After the contract was made Y/n spent more time around the manor and made friends with the rest of the servants.

🌐Ciel was happy that you weren't destroying his mansion like Lizzy did and that he could feel at ease with you.

"My love I am glad we are together. Please believe that even death cannot take me from you. Now let's go for a walk in the garden. Shall we? "

Alois Trancy

⚜️Umm... All I can say with this boy is... Good luck.

⚜️He saw you for the first time when he was taking a walk in the forest and you were reading a book.

⚜️What drew him to you was your beauty. That got him to start a conversation with you.

⚜️After that he started liking your presence. You don't judge him for his rank or who he is. You take care of your younger brother by yourself because your parents are dead. He sees that admirable. He remembers his little brother when he talks to you.

⚜️Following this discussion he invited Y/n to move over to his mansion and insisted that she wasn't a bother.

⚜️Only a few hours later Claude was sent to collect your things.

⚜️Once you arrived at the mansion Alois was very excited and started introducing you and your brother to everything related to the mansion.

⚜️After only a few days Alois starts to bond with you and tries to keep most people away from you.

⚜️He once had Claude kill someone just because he danced with you at an event where you were his partner.

⚜️But after a month Alois confessed his feelings during a walk and you accepted.

⚜️After that Alois started calling you Mrs. Trancy to which no one can object. (Because they are too scared of him).

⚜️He likes to take you on vacations without your brother so you two can be alone.

⚜️He loves dancing with you.

"My dear what are you doing here? Are you reading again? Put that book down for a bit and dance with me. I'll show you some moves you'll never forget."

#ciel phantomhive #alois trancy #black butler #ciel x reader #alois x reader

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animeisfornerdz · 7 months

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The Tea Shop || Alois Trancy

Synopsis - Alois Trancy stumbles across you at your family tea shop.

Warnings - NSFW.

Notes - All characters are 18+!

Word Count - 4.5k

[Caffeinate Me]

The tea shop had been in your family for generations and hopefully it would continue to stay in your family for more to come. Although your home life was steady, comforting and stable, the tea shop was your favourite place to be. There was nothing more pleasant to you than the aroma of tea leaves that plagued the air.

Today was like any other day. You woke up, had some breakfast and a cup of tea before heading to open up the shop. Days like this were quiet with few customers popping in to buy their favourite tea so you had decided to bring your current favourite book to entertain yourself during the quiet moments. You opened up shop and sat behind the counter with your book in hand, waiting for your first customers of the day.

An hour had passed since you opened, and nobody had entered yet, but all that changed when you heard the bell above your door ring. You quickly placed your book down and stood up, a wide smile on your face. “Hello! Welcome to the L/N Tea Shop, how may I help you?”

You looked at the customer: his light blonde hair was windswept from the weather, but he quickly adjusted it to look more presentable as he closed the door behind himself. The customer stared you down with piercing blue eyes as he walked up to the counter, his chest puffed out. “Earl Grey,” was all he said to you.

Your eyes widened, slightly taken by his demeanour but you nodded your head and made your way around the counter to a shelf. You picked up a box of your finest Earl Grey tea and returned back to the counter. “Good choice,” you smiled, as you rang him up and bagged the tea. You were just trying to make conversation with the seemingly pissed off gentleman.

“It’s not for me, it’s for…” he paused, seemingly thinking for a word before looking at you and smiling softly. “A friend.”

“Well,” you whispered, clearing your throat and handing him the bag. “Your friend has good taste.”

The man looked you up and down from behind the counter and held his hand out for you to take. “I’m Alois Trancy. Earl of the Trancy Manor.” Your eyes widened once again. It wasn’t every day an Earl came to your quaint little tea shop. He stayed silent for a moment as he watched your movements carefully, tapping his foot impatiently on the ground. “You are?”

You stuttered your words, suddenly really self-conscious as you took his hand to shake. “I’m Y/N. Y/N L/N.”

Alois nodded and shook your hand, his bright blue eyes softening slightly. “It’s nice to meet you, Y/N L/N.”

“Likewise Mr Trancy,” you smiled nodding. You retracted your hand from his and placed it by your side, your head tilted ever-so-slightly.

“Please,” he chuckled. “Call me Alois.”

“Noneseness!” You exclaimed. “An Earl such as yourself deserves my utmost respect.”

Alois’s eyes lit up at your words. It was clear to you that nobody had ever said anything like that to him. What you didn’t know, however, was Alois’s heart was soaring at your words. He opened his mouth to speak when someone else entered your store. It was a man with raven hair and glasses, wearing a butler uniform. You assumed it was his butler. “My lord, we must get back to the Manor,” the butler spoke, his golden eyes giving you the once over.

“Coming Claude!” Alois chimed, looking at his butler before looking back at you. “Until we meet again, Y/N.” He smiled before turning to leave your tea shop.

Once they were in the carriage and on their way back to the Trancy Manor, Claude finally spoke up. “Who was that, Master?”

Alois remained silent for a moment before replying, “my future wife.”

A few days had passed since Earl Trancy had come into your tea shop. You couldn’t stop thinking about the man dressed in purple with those beautiful blue eyes. You were once again behind the counter reading your book when someone entered the shop, you did the usual: placed your book down and looked to see who it was. It was Alois. “Earl Trancy!” You exclaimed, a wide smile on your face. This time, he was accompanied by his butler who didn’t utter a word to you.

“Y/N, lovely to see you again,” Alois smiled back at you. Your heart was beating in your chest rapidly as Alois made his way over to the counter. “Earl Grey, please.” He was much more charming than the first time he entered.

“Right away Earl Trancy,” you nodded, quickly making your way to the shelf and picking up the same Earl Grey you had offered him before. “I take it this is for your friend?” You asked as you bagged up the tea once again.

This time, Alois shook his head. “Actually, it’s for myself.”

“Well if you don’t like it please come back, I’d be more than happy to give you a refund if you’re unsatisfied with our products,” you offered him a genuine smile as you passed him the bag.

“Don’t be silly,” Alois replied. “I’m sure I’ll find some use for it if it’s not to my liking.” You glanced over at his butler, Claude. His presence was ominous as he loomed over the counter not saying a word. Alois looked at Claude and nodded to the door. Claude seemingly got the silent message and made his way out of the tea shop, leaving you and Alois alone. “Say Y/N…” Alois started, playing with his fingers.

“Yes?” You replied, that sweet smile still plastered on your lips.

“How would you like to come to my Manor for dinner tonight?” He asked, seemingly shyly.

You were shocked to say the least. To be offered, by an Earl, to come to his Manor for an evening meal was something you never thought would happen to you. Despite this, you never had to think. You nodded and grinned widely. “It would be my honour.”

“Wonderful,” Alois clapped his hands together. “I’ll have Claude come and retrieve you after you finish up here.”

“Sounds good,” you nodded.

Alois said his goodbyes before leaving once again. You stared at the door as he did, your heart thumping against your ribcage. “Did that really just happen?” You asked yourself, sitting down behind the counter yet again, grabbing your book. You couldn’t wipe the smile off your face for the rest of the day. You were excited to say the least. The rest of your shift went by relatively quickly and quietly, with few customers coming in to buy their favourite tea. Five minutes before closing time, Claude entered the shop. His golden eyes watching your every move. “I’m here to escort you to the Trancy Manor,” he said stoically.

“Thank you Claude,” you offered him a small smile. “I won’t be long. I just have to do a few things.”

“I’ll be waiting outside for you,” he nodded and left.

You counted the cash in the till and blew out the candles that were lighting the room before following Claude. You locked the door behind you and turned to the butler with a smile on your face. “I’m ready.” Claude didn’t say anything. Instead, he just began walking. You followed him, trying to keep up with his fast pace. He led you to a carriage and opened the door for you. “Thank you,” you said, climbing in. Again, Claude remained silent as he followed you into the carriage. You guessed he wasn’t much of a talker.

The carriage ride to the Trancy Manor was, of course, done in silence. Claude’s gaze occasionally flickered over to you but otherwise he kept his eyes outside. You were too busy watching the scenery. You had never been this far away from home before, so you were taking in everything you could see even if it was just grasslands. As you approached the Manor, your eyes widened. It was beautiful. You never knew a home could be that big. “Wow,” you muttered to yourself. You admired the purple flower beds as you approached further. The beautifully cut grass and hedges amazed you. Whoever was responsible for such creation was truly amazing. Finally you reached the entrance to the Manor. Claude stepped out of the carriage and held his hand out for you to take. You obliged, taking his hand as he helped you out of the carriage, your eyes darting along the windows that littered the front of the Manor.

“I’m glad you came,” a voice spoke. You were snapped out of your ogling by Alois, who had now joined you.

You smiled at him before replying. “Of course I came.”

“Come inside, my servants are eager to meet you,” Alois said giddily. He grabbed your hand and dragged you inside.

You were greeted by triplets and a lady with an eyepatch. Claude followed slowly behind.

“This is Y/N?” One of the triplets spoke. Alois nodded with a grin.

“Very pretty,” another one mumbled, causing you to blush slightly.

“Back to work,” Alois clapped suddenly, his gaze dropping to the triplet who had called you pretty. You watched as the four of them scurried around, picking up mops and buckets and going about their business. Alois turned to Claude and waved him off. He nodded in response and walked away. “Let me show you around.” Alois smiled, taking your hand in his. You blushed at his forwardness but nodded excitedly.

“I’d love that!” You said eagerly.

Alois smiled widely at you before dragging you along. He showed you the kitchen, the dining room, the studies, the spare bedrooms and his bedroom. He took you to a balcony overlooking the gardens and sat on the railing. “Be careful!” You said quickly. “Please don’t fall.”

“I won’t fall,” Alois grinned. “And if I did, Claude would catch me.”

You looked around, but didn’t see Claude anywhere. You shook off the comment and stood overlooking the gardens. “Wow. It’s beautiful,” you whispered in awe.

Alois looked at you, his face holding a serious expression. “Not as beautiful as you.”

You blushed profusely at his words and looked down at your feet. “T-Thank you,” you muttered.

Alois just nodded in response, stepping down from the railing. He looked at you, admiring every inch of your body. “I mean it,” he whispered, closing the gap between the two of you. “You are more beautiful than any part of this Manor.”

You looked at him. “Do you think so?”

“I know so,” Alois replied. His left hand moved to cup your face, thumb stroking your cheek as he gazed into your eyes. Without another word, Alois moved his face to yours. He pressed his lips against yours firmly, his thumb still stroking your cheek. A hum of approval left Alois’s lips as he deepened the kiss, wrapping his right arm around your waist and pulling you closer. His lips glided across your own with ease, tongue poking out to lick your bottom lip. You opened your mouth, allowing him access. Alois happily obliged, his tongue exploring your own. He let out a moan into the kiss. When he pulled away, Alois continued to gaze into your eyes. “I’ve wanted to do that from the moment I saw you.”

“Y-You have?” You asked, shocked. Alois nodded in reply. His bright blue eyes were shining as the sun dawned on the two of you. His hand dropped to yours, holding them to his chest. You could feel his heart racing.

Alois was about to kiss you again when the door to the balcony swung open. “Dinner is served, my lord.” It was Claude.

All Alois could do was roll his eyes, clearly annoyed that the moment was interrupted by his butler. Without a word, Alois dragged you off the balcony, through his bedroom and down the large staircase to the dining room. Sitting on the table was your dinner; steak, of some sorts, with a variety of vegetables and mash glazed with some form of sauce. You had no idea what it was, and how it tasted yet, but your mouth was watering at the sight. Being a ‘common’ civilian, you never got to eat expensive food like this. “This looks incredible,” you muttered as you made your way over to the dining table, sitting down eagerly and grabbing your knife and fork. Alois chuckled to himself and sat down next to you.

“I’m sure you will find this meal satisfactory,” Alois grinned. He watched your eyes light up as you took the first bite. You immediately made a ‘mmm’ sound as you chewed on your food.

“This is delicious!” You exclaimed, taking another mouthful.

“You look like a child in a toy store,” He chuckled. He too tucked into the food in front of him, savouring the taste. Alois was enjoying your company all too much, so much so he didn’t want you to leave.

“This is unbelievable!” You repeated, completely devouring your plateful of food. It was gone so fast and Alois couldn’t believe you had enjoyed the food that much. He continued to watch you as he too finished his food, watching as you sipped on the wine that paired perfectly with your meal.

When Alois was finished, he stood up and offered you his hand. You looked at him, blinking a few times before taking his hand. “I want you to stay with me tonight,” Alois said, his voice sounding almost commanding.

“I-” you started. You wanted to reject him, but the desperate look in his eyes melted your heart. “I suppose I could stay in the spare bedroom…”

“No,” he shook his head. You tilted your head in confusion. “You’ll stay with me, in my bed.” Your eyes widened at his words. You were completely taken back by his bluntness.

“I-I couldn’t Earl Trancy,” you whispered, a slight stutter in your voice.

“I told you to call me Alois,” he said, eyebrows furrowing together. His demeanour changed, from a pleasant one to an almost threatening one. “You’ll stay with me in my bed, m’kay?” You nodded slowly, allowing Alois to drag you away to his quarters. “Usually after dinner, there would be dessert,” Alois spoke as he dragged you along. “But I have something else in mind.”

He looked back at you, a sincere smile on his face. You raised an eyebrow. “What’re you thinking Alois?” You asked.

“I think I should show you where you’ll be sleeping, should you marry me,” he blurted out, opening the door to his quarters. You were, once again, shocked by his words.

“Marry you?” You asked.

Alois nodded. “Of course.” He pulled you into his room, closing the door behind him with his foot. Almost immediately, Alois’s lips were on yours once more. His hands rested on your hips as he pulled you closer to his form, his warmth enveloping you. “You will marry me Y/N.” He whispered into your lips.

You didn’t respond, just melted into the kiss. Alois’s hands squeezed your hips forcing you to gasp. He took this opportunity to shove his tongue into your mouth, exploring you without interruption. He pushed you back onto the large bed and you fell down with an ‘oof’ leaving your lips. You stared up at Alois as his hands flew to undo his shirt. He did so with precision, and quickly his shirt was falling to the floor exposing his pale, toned chest. Your mouth went dry as Alois climbed on top of you, his lips attaching to yours once again. His legs straddled your body, keeping you pinned down. “Alois, I can’t move,” you muttered against his lips. He didn’t reply, instead he shifted his body to trap you further, his lips trailing down your cheeks, to your jaw and finally to your neck. Alois sucked on the soft flesh of your neck, guaranteed to leave marks when he was done. “Oh God…” You whispered.

Alois sucked at the tender spot above your jugular vein as soft mewls escaped your lips. “You are so precious,” he whispered into your skin.

“I’m not,” you whispered, closing your eyes and enjoying the feeling of his lips on your skin.

“Yes you are,” Alois hummed. His hand made its way to your dress, slipping underneath the fabric and stopping at your underwear. He hummed again as he teased your folds through the thin fabric, forcing you to let out a soft whine. He could feel your wetness pooling through your underwear, your body giving him the go-ahead to continue. Without hesitation he slipped two fingers under the waistband of your underwear, his fingers still teasing you. Alois began to use soft circular motions on your clit.

“Oh God,” you whined again, bucking your hips up at the sudden contact.

“Shh it’s okay,” Alois whispered to you. His fingers moved expertly from your clit to your entrance, a singular finger slowly spreading your walls for him. After a few thrusts of his forefinger, he slowly slipped another one inside of you. You gasped and gripped at the silk sheets below. “Does it feel good?” He asked softly, blue eyes searching for your own. Your mouth was open but no words left your lips, instead you just nodded.

You let out an unexpected moan as Alois’s fingers sped up their pace, ploughing into you at an ungodly speed. “Alois,” you moaned. “I think I’m going to cum.”

“Good girl,” he cooed, pace never faltering. As soon as he spoke those words, you were gushing on his fingers, moaning shamelessly. Your face was bright red, lips parted as you came down from your high. Alois was staring at you, admiring the way your face scrunched up and relaxed as you came. “Wow…” he mumbled to himself.

As you panted heavily, Alois began to unbuckle his trousers and remove them until he was completely naked. When his cock came into view, your breath hitched in your throat. He was slender, but huge in length. You helped as Alois bunched your dress up to your hips, his fingers slipping down the waistband of your underwear and pulling them down exposing your bottom half to him completely. You were self conscious and attempted to cover your cunt, but Alois stopped you before you had the chance.

“Don’t hide yourself sweetheart,” Alois smirked. He pushed your legs apart, licking his lips at the sight. His cock was as hard as rock, twitching at the sight of you spread out for him. “You look beautiful.”

Alois climbed on top of you once again, lining his cock up with your entrance. He pushed inside of you slowly, stopping half way to let you get used to his length. After a few seconds, he pushed the remaining inches inside of you forcing you to let out a moan. Your hands flew up to his shoulders, grasping desperately at the flesh. “I need a minute,” you whimpered out softly.

Alois nodded, his breathing uneven. It was as if he was trying not to cum already. After a few seconds, Alois spoke up. “I’m going to move now,” he whispered before slowly thrusting his hips. Despite his warning, you couldn’t help but let out a little squeak of surprise at his initial movements. Your squeak quickly turned into moans of pleasure, nails raking down his shoulders. Alois grinned, pressing his lips against your neck once more. His movements were erratic and clumsy but nevertheless he was making you feel good. His thrusts got harder and deeper with every passing second, pushing you further into a feeling of pure bliss.

“Alois,” you moaned loudly. Your hips were now moving in sync with his, desperate to feel more of him inside of you.

“Does it feel good, princess?” He asked, voice heavy with lust. You nodded excitedly. “I can feel you clenching around me,” Alois whispered into your neck. Your face flushed red from embarrassment at his words. “Rub your clit princess,” he whispered.

You nodded, dropping one of your hands from Alois’s shoulders to your clit. Your movements were as fast and as clumsy as Alois’s thrusts, but it was still pushing you to your second orgasm. “I’m gonna cum again,” you cried out, throwing your head back onto the plush pillows behind you. Your movements on your sensitive bundle of nerves sped up until you couldn’t take it anymore, quickly removing your fingers before once again gushing, this time over Alois’s cock.

“Oh fuck,” Alois whimpered, his thrusts becoming more erratic as your cunt clenched around him. “Gonna cum too,” he groaned. He grasped your hips tightly as he pounded into you a few more times before spilling himself inside. His hips stuttered and he moaned your name loudly, filling you to the brim completely with his cum. When he was finished, he lay on top of you, attempting to catch his breath.

“That was…” you trailed off, a slight laugh filled your voice as you too tried to catch your breath.

“Amazing? Unexpected? Erotic?” Alois asked, smirking. He rolled off of you and lay beside you, staring at the ceiling. “You know, when I was younger, I never thought I’d meet someone I wanted to do this with…” He paused, and you continued to listen. “But then I met you and my whole world seemed brighter. I know we’ve only known each other for a short time-”

“Extremely short time,” you interrupted with a huge grin.

“Yes, an extremely short time,” Alois agreed before continuing to talk. “But I want you to marry me.”

“Alois,” you started, propping yourself up on your elbows. “It’s too soon.” As soon as you said that, Alois frowned and his eyebrows knitted together. He was scared of rejection. “But, maybe we could go on some dates… You know, a courtship?”

Alois grinned at your words. It was a no for now, but not a complete no and he was happy with that. He nodded, “fine, fine.”

“Thank you,” you whispered, nuzzling into his shoulder. “I should really get some sleep, I have to open the tea shop tomorrow.”

“Do you have too?” He pouted.

“Of course I do,” you chuckled. “But maybe we could see each other again soon?” You asked.

“I’d like that,” Alois nodded. You closed your eyes to sleep, but Alois noticed you were still wearing your dress. “Would you like to sleep in one of my nightshirts?” He asked, tilting his head to the side. “You can’t be comfortable sleeping in that.”

“Yes please,” you said shyly. Alois nodded and stood up, grabbing two nightshirts from his chest of draws. He threw one to you.

Alois watched as you attempted to remove your dress, a smirk forming on his lips. “Need some help?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes please,” you mumbled. Alois made his way behind you and helped you remove your dress. It fell to the floor and Alois’s eyes widened. Your body was beautiful. Every mark, every curve… It was everything he had ever dreamt of. He felt a sense of arousal in his stomach, but he shook his head hoping it would pass. You needed to sleep. Once you were dressed in his nightshirt, you jumped under the clearly expensive covers and smiled at Alois. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight,” he whispered to you as he got himself dressed. Alois watched as you closed your eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep. He followed you under the covers and, once he was sure you were asleep, pressed a kiss to your temple. “One day, you’ll be by my side forever Y/N. I promise you,” he whispered, pulling your body close to his. He closed his eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep.

The next morning, you were woken by Claude entering the room and opening the curtains. “Breakfast is served, master,” he said stoically before leaving the room. He never stayed around for long, but this morning you were glad. You weren’t really dressed for such interactions.

Alois sat up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. “Would you like some breakfast before you go?” He asked, hoping you would say yes. You nodded. “Excellent. Let us get ready quickly.”

He threw his legs over the bed and walked to his wardrobe, picking out an outfit for the day. As he was getting dressed, he looked over to see you struggling to tie up your dress. You looked at him shyly and grimaced. “Could you help please?” You asked.

“Of course, my princess,” he smiled. He halted getting himself ready to help zip you up, hands tracing your curves. “You’re so beautiful.”

You blushed. “And you’re so handsome.”

Once you were both completely dressed, Alois grabbed your hand and led you down the large winding staircase to the dining room. A full English breakfast was awaiting your arrival. You sat down in the same position as yesterday’s dinner and began to eat. Alois stole glances your way, his heart clenching at the thought of you leaving him to go to work. You shouldn’t have to work. You should be by his side 24/7. When you had finished eating, Claude escorted you to the carriage, with Alois following sadly behind. Before you entered the carriage, he grabbed your arm and spun you around to face him. “Promise me, you’ll see me again?” His voice held a sense of desperation, his eyes looked sad.

“I promise,” you whispered. “Besides. You’re more than welcome to come to the tea shop whenever you’d like, Earl Trancy.” You said his title with a smirk. Alois nodded and pulled you in for one last passionate kiss. He watched as you entered the carriage and waved until you had left the manor grounds.

The long ride back into town was silent. Claude had been ordered by Alois to accompany you back to the tea shop and make sure no harm came upon you. “You don’t speak much, do you?” you said to Claude. He just looked at you. You sighed. Maybe he needed time to warm up to you. When you arrived into town, Claude helped you exit the carriage and escorted you to the shop.

“Until we meet again, Lady Trancy,” Claude spoke to you, a smirk on his lips. Your eyes shot open at his words, not expecting the words to leave his lips. Before you could correct him, he was gone.

You sighed and walked into the tea shop. Your heart was pounding as you thought back to the events of last night. You lit the candles carefully and opened up the shop, sitting in your usual place behind the counter reading your book. Life had been decent up until Alois had come into it, but you knew now that life was going to get so much better. You smiled to yourself and went about your day.

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

★彡[ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ ɪꜱ ɪɴꜱᴘɪʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴍʏ ɪɴᴄʀᴇᴀꜱɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛ ɪɴ ʙᴀᴋɪɴɢ, ᴍᴀɪɴʟʏ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴇ ʙᴀᴋᴇʀʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅꜱ. ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪᴅᴇᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ 내복곰 ɴᴇʙᴏᴋɢᴏᴍ'ꜱ ʙᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴠʟᴏɢꜱ]彡★

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You watch silently as the quiet whisking of cream echoes in the silent kitchen. It was close to 3am, yet both you and the Trancy butler were wide awake. One would assume you two were up to some... um inappropriate behaviour. It was quite late after all. But contrary to popular belief, Claude was not always up to nefarious actions. Sometimes, it's the simple day to day activities that would end up gaining his interest. Like crocheting in the garden with a cup of tea long after the master of the manor had gone to bed. Or other times, tending to the garden, maybe even a game of chess against himself...

The clinking of bottles provided the perfect ambience as he mixes various different ingredients in an attempt to rid out the taste of lemon. He's a bit of a perfectionist. So, when he accidentally added a tad bit too much, while chatting with you, he became hell bent on fixing it. Yes, it is almost unnoticeable, the lemony touch, but he refuses to let it go. So, you sit there all quiet and pretty in your knee length nightgown, your legs swinging back and forth as you try not to laugh at his apron. His eyebrows furrowed as he focused, with an intimidating glare in his eyes. Yet you could hardly feel yourself scared when looking at him due to his attire. A small white bandana holding his hair back from his face, makes him look….funny. Not that you’d ever admit it. You swallow a chuckle at his attire. Not wanting to distract him anymore. Pfft, you weren't sure how much more teasing he'd tolerate from you.

For all his indulgence in meaningless human activities, he never once thought he would be sharing these moments with another. To demons, said activities are useless after all. No need for said food, and even if needed, there was no need to craft it himself. Yet he does. Perhaps he even seeks it for his own enjoyment. That would explain his insistence on perfecting his baking techniques... Yes, this late at night, because when special interests arise who's to stop him? Who with the authority to hold him back anyways. But perhaps he yearns for someone to share it with.... That would explain his lack of irritation towards you when he accidentally added a bit too much of an ingredient. Getting carried away when listening to you was quickly becoming one of his worst traits.

However, as you struggle to stifle a yawn as your teary eyes forbid you from staying awake any longer. Vision becoming blurry but just as you were about to cave to your slumber. His voice rings out. "That seems about right. Here, try it." Before your eyes have even opened properly, he's shoving his index and middle finger inside your mouth. The tips of his gloved fingers covered in a small sample of the cream he just prepared. You gag and immediately hold his wrist in weak protest. But his glare quickly stops any intention to push him away. Eyebrows raised as if daring you to stop him. He knows you won't though. "Go on, tell me what you think." Swirling your tongue around to taste the whipping cream about to be used, you watch a small grin creep onto his face. Your eyes roll back to your head with a quiet groan. It actually tasted quite nice. If he could be arsed to, guests would flock to the Trancy manor to taste his pastries.... As you mull over the thought of advertising his cooking to your friends and family, his eyes begin to dart to the newly whipped cream, and then back at you. Low lidded eyes suddenly glowing as he watches you. Perhaps he won't reserve it for the croissant, his mind quickly finding a new better use for his newly prepared assortment. "So? Don't tell me you've forgotten the task at hand already... Well, that's a shame I thought I taught you better."

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mixed race (japanese + native american) fiancé hcs ; 16+

requested by ; anonymous (14/04/23)

fandom(s) ; black butler

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | main characters | main villains | anime only

character(s) ; alois trancy, our!ciel phantomhive, real!ciel phantomhive, sebastian michaelis

outline ; “hey! i hope youre doing well. if/when youreable to, would you mind writing some headcanons for o!ciel, sebastian, r!ciel, and alois (if thats too many, just the first 2 💜) with a gender neutral fiance who is partially both japanese and native american please? thank you very much in advance.”

warning(s) ; references to period typical racism, references to canon-typical violence, generalisations made as to not link the reader to any specific native tribe, author craps on british food in a few places (author is british, it comes from a place of love)

note ; this took ages to look up and research in order to try and not lock the insert into any specific tribe or tribal family for their native side — given how broad and diverse they are. hopefully this came across and wasn’t too disappointing to the requester or anyone else who might have been looking for a very specific type of representation.

Alois Trancy

this man isn’t the most sensitive or understanding in general — so he wouldn’t necessarily ‘get’ or question your religious practises

like if you’re spiritual and perform smudging in the manor then you’re only really going to irritate his demonic staff and prevent them from entering certain rooms for a while

on the other end of the spectrum, smudging is an excellent way of keeping claude and the triplets out of your rooms if you’re annoyed

this would amuse alois for sure — but his interests would be focused exclusively on the aesthetic and story based aspects of your culture

he loves listening to you as you explain the folklores and mythologies of your two heritages — wide eyed and quiet for once as he takes in everything you have to say

he has a particular preference for creatures and deities that explore the gorier aspects of life, and he’ll ask you to retell them often, but he’ll listen to any story you have to tell

and if you participate in cultural crafts like beadwork or shodo or anything along those lines, then he’ll gladly fund your work and might even pay you to make things for his person, his peers or just to display about the estate

he’ll also ensure that you’re never without clothing from your cultures and would prefer you wear it over things from england — be that a selection of richly dyed kimonos for you to wear during galas, or importing regalia from your tribe for you to wear during traditional dances and such if that’s something you partake in

if your tribe partakes in the tradition of getting facial tattoos, then he’ll be incredibly interested in their history and meaning for you

will celebrate and observe holidays that aren’t on the british calendar with you — whether that’s national foundation day, or something that requires travel abroad like a powwow

and in the same vein, he’s not afraid to send his servants after anyone who disrespects you whilst at his manor

Our!Ciel Phantomhive

ciel has a particular interest in the culinary/confectionary side of your dual cultures and would be very invested in trying and recreating the dishes you grew up eating

that, of course, includes sweet things like candies and desserts

(his favourites are dango and saututhig)

but it also applies to meals — especially those associated with specific holidays

so, for example, he would have sebastian recreate the seasonal flavours of namagashi if you opt to take part in any tea ceremonies

or he might recreate some festival foods like okonomiyaki or yakitori when it’s the right season

or if you’re craving something from a powwow, he’ll ensure you have access to things like corn soup, fry bread and so on

he never wants you to be without the comfort foods you grew up with, nor the things you crave

so he has the staff modify the manor’s menu and meal rotation to incorporate more foods from japan and from your tribe

(which is a relief as british food isn’t the most flavourful in the world)

he also insists on trying to learn whichever language (or languages) you’re comfortable with so he’s able to connect and understand more of his future spouse’s culture and world views

he struggles immensely with japanese, specifically with forming his kanji for some reason, but his pronunciation is pretty spot on

but he manages to pick up the language of your tribe pretty quickly

so he’d probably prefer to speak to you using that tongue if he wished to mention something privately

he’s also keenly aware of the history of conflicts faced by native americans — as well as the bigotry faced by immigrants in the uk

he did his fair share of studying at the beginning of your relationship and, well, he has eyes and the situational awareness to recognise how you were being treated

this makes him incredibly protective of you — he trusts you to take care of yourself (you are engaged to the queen’s watchdog, after all), but that doesn’t mean that he expects you to put up with outright horrific treatment by his peers or his people

in other words: sebastian and the rest of the phantomhive staff get some free target practise courtesy of people that insult the lord of the house’s fiancé

Real!Ciel Phantomhive

this man is the sort to spoil his partner however he can at every opportunity — and you are far from the exception

any food that you’re craving, he’ll have the ingredients imported and will hire a specialty chef (or train one) to make it for you

any clothing you desire, he’ll have hand made and imported

if you miss your family or wish to go home to celebrate a holiday, he’ll arrange a trip to the americas or to japan and send you there with supplies and gifts to spare

he’ll usually try to go with you, but there are times where his schedule just doesn’t allow it so you’ll be travelling alone (with dozens of personal attendants)

he’ll study every language you speak independently, learning them whilst you’re away in order to surprise you when you get home

he’ll decorate the manor with pieces of art that represent both of the cultures you come from — or pieces that were made by yourself/your relatives

if there are any local sports or games that you enjoy, he’ll arrange for them to happen at the estate

he’s an excellent partner in that regard

but he puts his business and reputation above a lot of the things he should be doing for you

like yes he’ll spoil and indulge and learn for you

but if one of his most important investors says something offensive then he won’t do anything to stop it

at most he’ll encourage them to keep that talk to his office, but usually he’ll just laugh along and encourage you to grin and bear it

he wants to defend you, really, but he can’t risk plummeting his business because of it

he doesn’t have the means to get rid of someone without it looking suspect — which would tank his reputation and out both of you at risk

if he can punish someone for being cruel, he will — like a staff member of his or someone on the streets

but most of the time he really can’t — so the most he can do is try to keep you away from it all

as his father taught him, his duties to his country and his business come first — only then can he be a husband and lover

Sebastian Michaelis

he spends most of his time with you switching between japanese and the language of your tribe — mainly because he doesn’t like the idea of anyone (or anything) listening in on your combinations and seeing him in such a vulnerable state

he has an incredibly low tolerance for any mistreatment of you (actual or perceived) and, unless instructed otherwise by his master, will just eliminate them immediately after their transgression

a lot of the time you don’t even realise what happened — only that someone is now missing

but you’re usually able to put the pieces together

if you have an argument, he’s usually able to gather how mad you are based on how many rooms have been cleansed and he’s no longer able to enter

the worst argument you had, to date, ended with you cleansing the entire manor and locking him to the outside and the basement for a whole week

(ciel found it hilarious)

if you’re ever feeling homesick, it’s a cakewalk for sebastian to get you back to your family — you can be there one day and back in england the next

but good luck explaining to either side of your family that you’re courting a demon

if you’re artsy and like creating things to honour your heritage then he’ll indulge you, fetching you the necessary materials and displaying the final result proudly

he has met both sides of your family and has scared the crap out of a few relatives when they accidentally almost cleansed him out of a room

(not a fun conversation to have)

he’s an excellent cook (naturally) and is more than happy to indulge any cravings you have for foods that aren’t a commonly sold thing in england

of course he’ll encourage you to eat full, hearty meals because he wants you to be as taken care of as possible, but he can’t say no to his mate and will usually give in if you’re particularly desperate for sweet things or street foods

he gives you a number of nicknames based on new or traditional pet names from your cultures

for example, some japanese pet names he might use are ‘ダーリン’ (daarin), ‘ハニー’ (hanii) (these are mainly used in notes sent to each other) — or, when speaking, he might something more traditional like calling you your given name or an a version with the appropriate suffix (depending on your preference)

and, of course, any other pet names depends on the tribe you’re from

#sleepingdeath #gender neutral reader #black butler x reader #black butler headcanons #kuroshitsuji x reader #kuroshitsuji headcanons #sebastian michaelis x reader #our ciel x reader #ciel phantomhive x reader #real ciel x reader #alois trancy x reader

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