Omg please i need help finding a malleus x reader fic where the reader is some sort of idol and malleus becomes her number one fan and briar valley and all the faes also become her fans?? Please help a gurl out 🙏😭
You never thought that you would end up back here, where seemingly everything started. A new world, a new beginning, and one fateful day, the end.
Change used to be scary for you, the uncertainty, the unknown, but now it doesn't bother you as much. The meaning of change, for you, is now something positive, something necessary.
You know deep down that it has to be this way, after all, your fate has already been decided the second you returned.
The feeling of nostalgia washed over you in gentle waves, and despite feeling sadness, you also felt happiness. Saddness that it has ended a long time ago, but also happiness knowing that it did happen.
‘Close your eyes and enjoy it. One day, all of this will en,d and you might never get to enjoy it the way you do now’ you tell yourself as the wind plays with your hair the sun dances on your skin, the gras moves in waves of green and the leafes of the trees rustle, like music the elements come together to play a song. Just for you.
“Thank you. It’s magnificent,” you lean back into the grass and let your eyes rest. When you hear footsteps approach you, you open them back up.
“Whoah . . . “A few feet away from you, a man, clutched in his arms a canvas, his clothes smudged with colors, and on his face an expression of wonder and something akin to amazement.
And for a while, you both stare at each other in silence.
“Hello,” you smile,” would you like to join me?”
Petrichor was a quaint region, beautiful buildings unique to this part of Fontaine, away from the buzz of the court of Fontaine, a perfect place for an artist like Dante.
When Dante was but a young boy, he had liked the fast-paced life in the court of Fontaine, but as he grew, he found that he preferred the quiet beauty of nature and eventually settled in Petrichor and pursued his dreams of becoming an artist. Although his art pieces, which mainly depicted the island, seemed to have made Petrichor even more popular among tourists and before he knew it, his home would be swarmed by tourists in the summer.
Dante made sure to gather all his art supplies before he left his home: a canvas, a plethora of paints, brushes, and a wooden easel that had been splattered with every color of the rainbow.
Just a few days ago, Dante had come across a place close to the water that was lush with green grass and soft sand, in his eyes, the perfect place to paint a new painting. Inspiration has gripped his mind, and he couldn't stop dreaming about painting it.
Dante’s obssession with art has always been a special topic of interest, especially for his parents but their troubles with their ‘weird’ child would no longer plage their mind as they had another son that would eventually take over the buissness and so Dante escaped his fate of becoming a boring shop owner that would sell tea until he died.
Motivated by his love for art and his recent inspiration, Dante walked to his chosen spot, only to stop as he noticed a person lying in the grass. Slightly demotivated, he walked towards her.
‘Ugh, what is she doing in my spot? I wasn't planning on drawing a person, that would disturb the composition of the painting I’ve been dreaming of! Maybe I’ll just ask her real nicely to leave.’
And before Dante could actually complain out loud, his breath hitched as he saw her face, a face that would seem to be impossible to recreate, something surreal, etheral and Dante, who exclusivly painted Landscapes and objects, felt for the first time the need to paint a person, and who else but her. The girl was lying in the grass.
“Whoa . . .” Unconsciously, he gawked at her, and when she opened her eyes, he thought he was staring at the creator herself.
“Hello,” her smile was just as beautiful as her voice “, Would you like to join me?” she asked, and at first I didn't believe that she was indeed talking to me.
“Can I paint you?” The words left my mouth before I could even begin to think to answer her question, so I questioned her instead. For a moment, she looked surprised but then let out a soft laugh.
“Sure”
“O-Oh really?? Uhm, I'm sorry but... he hesitated a bit before he asked, “Are you perhaps the creator?”
She stared at me for a while, and I couldn't help but squirm under her gaze. Her gaze wanders
“The god of art once described the creator as having a surreal appearance and one that could never be replaced or replicated by a mortal. ”
I remember the many lessons I have undergone to learn as much as possible about the creator, and the god of art has indeed described the creator as such in his journal.
“He said no mortal could replicate her face. Are you a mortal?”
“If I told you I was immortal, how could you be sure I was telling the truth? Perhaps you would need to kill me to find out the truth,” she said playfully. She turned her head back to the sky and wordlessly raised her arm. It was then that Dante noticed the scars, painful and jagged, charged with electricity. Tenderly, she caressed them.
“Do gods scar? Even if they did, how would you know? How can a mortal who has never come into direct contact with a god claim that gods do not scar? Why do you keep talking when you know nothing?” Dante sat down next to her and stared at her.
“You’re right... How could we know?” he said solemly and returned to his thoughts, when suddenly he remembered a conversation with a tourist.
“Have you heard? They caught an impostor wearing the Creator's face in Mondstadt!”
“Really?”
“Yes! The Knights of Favonious tried to apprehend her, and during her escape, the Librarian marked her with electro”
Suddenly, Dante stuttered out, “ W-Wait, you're the impostor from Mondstadt,” he asked in panic.
Her face blank, she said nothing.
“If you're getting chased, why come here?! This place is swarmed with tourists at this time of year!”
“Because this place... reminds me of old, but not forgotten memories. A better time, a different age, and different people. Someone whom I admired, favored even but now . . . that person is no more and he will never be again, not like back then.” Her voice was somber, but she still smiled.
“I just needed a break, a reminder of why I came back.”
‘Came back? To where? Questions still lingered in his mind, but he couldn't bring himself to keep asking. He didn't know why, but he had a feeling that questioning her would lead to nowhere. Dante couldn't help but think about whether she is the creator or simply someone who looks like her; at the same time, he couldn't care less. It was clear she was someone; she just didn't want to say who, despite her refuting the claim of being the creator. Dante had a feeling that she was, in fact, the creator, even if she had scars.
“You know, it's kinda funny, everybody constantly talked about the creator, but we barely know anything about her. All we know is that she existed at some point before humanity, left, and then came to visit us a long time ago, only to disappear again. We don't know why she came, why she left, how she acted, what she said, what she wanted,” he whispered. “You're right. We know nothing.”
Note: I think if I pull through with this one, it's going to end up as a really long fic. Also getting my test results today, so I'm really nervous.
You never thought that you would end up back here, where seemingly everything started. A new world, a new beginning, and one fateful day, the end.
Change used to be scary for you, the uncertainty, the unknown, but now it doesn't bother you as much. The meaning of change, for you, is now something positive, something necessary.
You know deep down that it has to be this way, after all, your fate has already been decided the second you returned.
The feeling of nostalgia washed over you in gentle waves, and despite feeling sadness, you also felt happiness. Saddness that it has ended a long time ago, but also happiness knowing that it did happen.
‘Close your eyes and enjoy it. One day, all of this will en,d and you might never get to enjoy it the way you do now’ you tell yourself as the wind plays with your hair the sun dances on your skin, the gras moves in waves of green and the leafes of the trees rustle, like music the elements come together to play a song. Just for you.
“Thank you. It’s magnificent,” you lean back into the grass and let your eyes rest. When you hear footsteps approach you, you open them back up.
“Whoah . . . “A few feet away from you, a man, clutched in his arms a canvas, his clothes smudged with colors, and on his face an expression of wonder and something akin to amazement.
And for a while, you both stare at each other in silence.
“Hello,” you smile,” would you like to join me?”
Note: Why does Genshin lore have to be so much? Anyway, I dunno if I'll even manage to come up with an actual storyline. Also, I'm going through a life crisis at 20, anyone else just feel overwhelmed with the world and growing up? Wish I could just live somewhere alone and do my own little thing
I was thinking of writing a genshin sagau fic but now I've fallen down the rabbit hole that is genshin lore in an attempt to make the fic more lore accurate. Lord help me its so much 😩😭
Expanding on the non-mc whose love is unrequited but she's not an average person but mother nature in human form and since all of the Li keep chasing after mc readers love for humans and the likes is starting to run dry.
Mother nature!reader who stops sustaining nature on all planets.
Mother nature!reader who starts to become more and more heartless as time passes
mother nature!reader who completely disregards everyone trying to reason with her. That she's hurting everyone but she doesn't care because no one cared when she was hurting.
Mother nature!reader who had been companions to Zayne, Rafayel, Sylus and Xavier but all of them left her for mc
Mother nature!reader who travels from world to world and gets interested in caleb
Mother nature!reader whose heart completely turns black as she realizes that now caleb too is in love with mc
Mother nature!reader who is much stronger than the Li and mc combined and actually give them a run for their money and all of them are desperate and confused why she's acting like this suddenly when it always was a slow decline into darkness that simply went unnoticed
Princess luna from Mlp lands in nrc after her 1000 year imprisonment on the moon was over
Could either be Equestria exist in the twisted wonderland universe and nightmare moon is an actual villain and maybe part of the great 7
Or she lands in a new dimension after maybe Celestia instead of Twilight and the main five have to battle her. Perhaps Nightmare moon goes through a mirror portal back in Equestria and comes out of the mirror in twisted wonderland.
I thought the character of luna fits quite well into twst as she too has an evil alter ego and similar to both leona and malleus.
She has sibling problems, deals with jelousy and insecurities kinda like leona but she's also a feared and respected person that can feel lonely like malleus. In her appearance during nightmare night luna has troubles connecting with other ponies as she's not quite sure how to interact with them. Also there was the point where she didn't know that the royal canterlot voice wasn't an actual thing anymore
Also she would absolutely ratio sebek in terms of loudness.
Her hair is similar to idia in a kind of plasma way
Luma would probably also favor beastmen as she's also able to communicate with animals and has many pets which has been mentioned in the comics i think.
Lets go with the concept that luna reader lands in nrc after the banishment was over and Equestria exists in twisted wonderland ( because that would honestly create more juicy drama)
I favor the idea that she returns as luna instead of nightmare moon because that would cause conflict too early on. Celestia is aware that luna must by now have escaped the moon and has landed somewhere but she doesn't know where and is actively increasing security just in case and searching for her. Meanwhile, luna is confronted with Crowley who she immediately dislikes and distrusts. Mostly out of confusion and the way he behaves. When confronted with the mirror she would probably use an alias as she doesn't want to reveal her identity as princess luna. Luna has been shown as regretful and scared that her sister might abandon her because of the whole nightmare moon situation. So it makes sense to me that she would rather not have her sister show up immediately after she came back. The mirror might know that's not her true name but this can be solved by status alone. The mirror looks into the soul and sorts you into your suited dorm so the mirror would know who luna truly is but also that she contains nightmare moon.luna herself inconspicuously gets the mirror the not reveal her identity or nightmare moon manipulates it and we go down the usual rout of grim coming in and causing chaos. Luna seemed to be a very combat active person so I'd like to think that she is more well versed in combat while ber sister mostly does public appearances and paperwork so luna would be quick to apprehend him with her magic which doesn't take a lot. Knowing alicorns are a VERY rare thing Luna hides her wings with magic.
If you include Yuu into this au as an extra person then Luna would be doing all the heavy lifting in magic and overblots. I would even go as far as to say that she would be able to prevent them happening in the first place. First off she's a princess and she's centuries old and has a lot of experience. Although luna in canon got her ability to go into dreams by these creatures that lived on the moon i prefer to have her have this ability without their existence as it first off would be convenient and while i think that these little creatures where a cool thing to add in the canon comics i thought that it simply seemed to fit her title as princess of the night to have the innate ability to go into dreams and it also gives her more reasons to not feel appreciated by her sister as it is quite the hard job.
Luna would be doing everything she can to avoid her sister as she still feels guilty and fears the possibility of Celestia abandoning her so she would rather not want to be confronted with her past. Although she's still undeniably feeling guilty so the tanabus would be a good plotline to add so with the nightmare she causes herself she could be closer and closer to transformering into nightmare moon and thats when Celestia comes into the picture.
I've also thought of the scenario that the students are invited to go to Equestria to see the annual summer sun celebration where celestia will be raising and lowering the moon herself. It might cement lunas feelings of not really being needed and further insecurities. Celestia might also know that she's nearby and almost discovers Luna being there.
Note: so I've been thinking about this A LOT lately and couldn't get it out of my head so yeah enjoy my current hyper fixation
You the non mc reader have fallen in love with one of the LI's but your love is unrequited so you suffer for years only to one day come across a small stray kitten who has been badly injured so you take her in and she becomes your best friend and only purpose in life and this is how you reach your happy ending
Suddenly, the sound of a phone ringing halts all movement, and the cats could feel a shift in the air. It was heavy, almost suffocating. Y/N stood up and wordlessly walked over to the phone.
For a while, she stared at it, and the cats stared at her, curious as to what this incoming call could entail.
Y/N accepts the call.
“Ahhh, finally picked up, did you, little bat?”
Y/N scoffed. “ Well, if it isn't the Joker. What do you want?”
“Ohhh, nothing much... just a little birdy told me that a certain someone seems to have picked up a litter of kittens.” Y/N's eyes wander to the cats, who have stopped eating in favour of observing her.
“And? what if I did?” she asks. Y/N walks over to the couch, sits down and grabs the remote, turns on the TV, and lo and behold, a dramatic scene plays before her. The Joker, driving recklessly while getting chased by Batman.
“Ohhh, no need to be so guarded, little bat! I was just surprised that you turned so soon into a crazy cat lady! HAHAHA. Well, I suppose you've always had a certain liking for felines. AH! I can hear the news playing in the background! Are you watching me?!” He asked happily.
Now the cats were even more curious, not only because of this joker but also about the TV. Curiously, they watched the news as the reporter narrated the scenes on the screen.
“Or perhaps you're watching Daddy Dearest?” Joker chuckles, and Y/N grip on the phone tightens before they relax. Her eyes soften as she zeros in on the screen of the Television, focusing intensely on the car that Joker is in.
“You know...” Y/N sighted. The cats watched her closely. Something in her demeanor changed completely, her body relaxed, she made herself comfortable on the couch, and continued to stare at the screen.
“You were always... so, so arrogant. You've always been able to get away with your crimes, haven't you? And only because Batman is a coward," she spits his name out with venom.
“He isn't Gotham's protector. He has hardly done anything to help this city, even though he has all the resources to stop it. To stop you, but he doesn't.”
Joker still chuckles lightly,y “And I'm already well aware of your... Distaste of Batman-”
“He's still chasing you. Playing a game of cat and mouse, but... I don't play. Joker”
The phone is silent.
“What did you do, little bat?”
This time, Y/N chuckles.
“What did I do? Oh, nothing much, but all I can say is that you will finally receive your punishment . . . Initially, I wanted to be part of the magnificent show . . . but . . . you alone will have to do . . .”
And before Joker could even respond, the screen of the TV lit up.
An explosion.
“That's right... after all, I should have been there too, you and I should be burning in the depths of hell. Together.”
For the cats the picture finnaly came together, the street, in which the explosion occurred was also the very same street they had been found on.
The reporter went crazy, the city had seemingly gone quiet with the explosion. A new era for Gotham has started. One with less violence, and this time, the praise could not be collected by Batman and his sidekicks. This... was someone else's masterpiece.
One thing had been made clear for the cats. Y/N wasn't normal after all.
Y/N planned to die in that explosion along with the Joker
The door softly closes behind Y/N, and little droplets of water drip from both her and the box. Quietly, she sets the box down, not caring that the floor has been dirtied, and takes off her jacket that had shielded the cats from the relentless rain and wind. While Y/N hangs up her soaking wet jacket and disappears into a room to get a change of clothes, a black cat bravely jumps out of the box another black cat with yellow eyes follows. Cautiously, they explore the place, sniffing at some furniture and getting a feeling of the new environment.
CATS POV:
“My lord, this place seems to be safe.” Sebastian settles down on the floor, his tail swinging leisurely across the floor
“Yes, it indeed seems to be safe, for now ” Sebastian quickly side-eyed his seemingly archnemesis before exclaiming with a quite venomous voice.
“Tch Spider. . . “ Claude returns the sentiment with a “ Crow,” both acknowledging his existence while wishing for his violent death.
“Sebastian! Get me out of here! I'm soaking wet!” a smaller cat exclaimed.
“OH, me too, Bassy!”
“Grell, shut up.”
“Claude, I'm cold and hungry!” whined another one.
Claude lets out a tired sigh before jumping in the box again to retrieve his future lunch.
“Yes, my lord,” Mused Sebastian while following his rival.
After a while of trying to grab the smaller cats in a way that truly did not befit an earl like Ciel Phantomhive or Alois Trancy, they explored the space and eventually discovered the living room in which they curiously roamed about, while still soaking wet, mind you.
“Where did the girl go?” asked Ciel
Just as Sebastian was about to answer the tiny lord, a door opened and a pair of hurried footsteps crossed the flat, and the girl once again came into view. Her hair was wet, and she wearing a new change of clothes that weren't soaked, carrying in her hands a large white towel.
“Heheheh this is going to be interesting . . .”
Y/N POV:
What am I doing? Taking a dozen street cats when I have no idea how to keep a pet. Well, whatever I already took them in, even I am not that cruel to throw them out again.
I think to myself while searching for a towel. After successfully acquiring one, I return to the living room searching for the cats who have, by now, left the box.
They're going to dirty the whole place up like this. Sigh, if I don't clean this up, Alfred will kill me.
I froze. Even now I'm still thinking about them. A chuckle left my lips.
“I was about to join the other side, and yet I still have to clean up. Life sure was a joke. I stood there for a while, pitiying myself, while I could feel the curious looks from the cats.
One last deep sigh leaves my soul, and my eyes lock, or at least I think they do, with a grey and white Norwegian forest cat that for some reason had bangs covering its eyes.
“Hm, you're all soaking wet and dirty, yet you still casually roam around in my home? How rude,” I crouch down in front of the cat and stare at it. The cat simply tilts its head and meows at me. I blink, remembering why I got the towel in the first place, and I start making use of it and wrapping the towel around the grey cat. The other cats look at me, the two black ones, one with red brown eyes and the other with yellowish eyes. There were two smaller cats, most likely still kittens one a russian blue, which had one eye closed, and the other one a blond ragdoll kitten. Amongst them, a red cat stood out, surrounding it were two more cats who shared the same eye color as the red furred cat. Green and yellow orbs stare back at me.
“Follow me, you’re all dirty,” I commanded. I turned around and walked into the bathroom.
These cats aren't quite normal. I told them to follow, and they did. Did they understand me? Maybe they're worried for their little friend, but... the cat with the red and the one with yellow eyes... they're analyzing me, studying me like a person would
I focus back on the task, hand.
Or maybe I'm just going crazy.
I shake my head and place the grey cat in the bathtub. I turn around and grab the others with the matching eye colors. As I turn to get the blue kitten, I find myself struggling quite a lot. Seems like this one didn't appreciate being grabbed by a giant stranger.
“Stop struggling already, I'm trying to help” I proclaim, annoyed.
“Meow.” suddenly the kitten stopped stuggling after the red-eyed one intervined, and I wasfinallyy able to place the kitten into the tub with the others.
“Seems like you have a better grip on this one than I do.” I picked the red-eyed one up and mustered it for a while.
I stare into the cat's eyes and can't help but feel like the cat is analyzing me once again.
“You have pretty eyes...” My thoughts are interrupted by the very same cat that occupied them with a meow. I place the cat into the tub andfinallyy put the last two cats in the tub. Meanwhile, the ragdoll seemed to be quite pleased by the physical contact the other black cat with the yellow eyes seemed to be indifferent to me.
I take the shower head and turn on the water, making sure that the water is lukewarm, not too cold, and not too hot. Making quick work of rinsing the cats from the dirt while struggling with some more than others.
After all the cats were squeaky clean, I used the hairdryer at a low setting to dry their fur. The Red cat seemed to be especially pleased by this. I tried to use this opportunity to try to check the grey cat's eye colo,r but miserably failed to do so as it seemed to evade all of my attempts. After all of them were dry, I wraped them up in blankets and carried them into the living room and let them settle on the couch.
“I hope you guys are warmer now. Either way, it must be a lot more comfortable than the box I found you guys in.” The cats seemed to be communicating with each other when I realized that they needed names.
Can't go around just calling them by their physical appearance.
“You guys need names. I'm getting sick of having to call you guys by your fur color.”
I point at the grey cat, “You'll be Ivory, the blue one will be Blueberry.” Blueberry looked like I just offended his entire bloodline.
“The red one will be cherry,” Cherry looked pleased once again.
“Red eyes will be Ambrose and yellow eyes . . . I'll just call you gold, I guess I m not that great with names . . .” Gold was judging me while Ambrose smirked at him “ right . . . the overly affectionate ragdoll can be cinnamon roll. I remember this one girl in my class who named her ragdoll cat that so guessthat's fine.” Cinnamon meowed at me and nibbled at my fingers playfully. I scratch his head while I look at the two last remaining ones and take a better look at them. One of them was a tuxedo cat which ironically fit his serious aura, and the other one was a calico cat. “ Tuxeda cat . . . you remind me of my butler Alfred, but more serious. Unfortunately, Alfred the cat already exists . . . Edmund? How about that?” he blinked at me and let out a small meow.
“And at last we have the calico,” he starts to meow loudly as if he's complaining about being the last one to be named. I groan
“Ugh, my creativity is running out, and I'm tired, “ he meows louder.
“My god, calm down How about Jasper? I don't care if you like it or not you are Jasper from now on” as he was about to complain i hold his mouth shut.
“No complaining, I'm tired. If it wasn't for you cats, I would have been in a completely different place by now, but whatever. Guess I'll go get food. “Jasper was offended by my lack of care and started meowing up a storm as I got up and walked toward the kitchen to get some food for them.
“If I give you food, will you leave me alone ?” I ask as I put the plate with my leftovers of beef steak down
Note: Ciel is Blueberry, Sebastian is Ambrose, Grell is cherry, Undertaker is ivory, William is Edmund, Knox is Jasper, and Aois is cinnamon. Claude is gold.
When should I turn them back into humans? Anything specific you guys want to see happening? Also, romantic interests for reader?
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Black butler x neglected batsis reader but its the 2018 reverse isekai black butler kitties
Prologue
Gotham, is a . . . place. It wasn't a city, in my eyes it was hell.
Rain poured down from the skies, and I couldn't help but ask myself if the sky was mourning along with me.
`Mourning what?'
'You know what.'
Oh, . . . that.
`Yeah'
'So . . . we did it?`
`. . . yes. `
`You sound unhappy. '
`Well, when have I ever been happy? `
I did it. I sought and fought for revenge, but in the end, nothing has changed. I'm still that pitiful little girl who lost her mommy. Still . . . a little girl.
‘What joke. You could have been so much more! You couldve been someone! But, instead you became . . . this.’
‘This?’
‘A nobody-’
‘Oh no my dear. I have become a human and i always have been one.’
The rain continues to pour and i keep walking toward the end. I could practically see the door that awaitens my arrival and behind it someone has to be waiting for me. Right?
All around me people continue their lives while i march to my end.
“Tch get away from me you dirty thing!” my eyes leave the door and instead fokus on a man in a coat. Below him a black cat. I blink, and continue to watch the interaction. The man left, leaving the black cat behind and not looking back once. No doubt or guilt lingers on that man.
I fokus on the cat this time. It was drenched in water, in my eyes it looked pathetic. Trying to rely on the kindness in gotham? Impossible. Even as a cat.
‘The door. . . its still waiting.’ I continue to stare at it.
‘sigh . . . maybe. . . maybe this can wait another day after all. The door will always be there. No matter the time, no matter the place. The door lurks and invites anyone brave enough. ‘
I walk towards the black cat. I stare at it, and it stares back. As I look closer at the box, I discover even more cats sitting in the box, completely drenched, of course.
As i stared at them my heart aches. No pity, even for the animals. Water streams down my face and both the cat and i start to wonder if its tears or the rain that taints my face.
A shaky breath leaves me. My hands are shaking, but I still pick up the box and take my jacket off to shield the cats from the weather.
I turn around and walk back from where I came from
The door still remains reachable for me. Wherever I go, the door is nearby. Reliable, even more so than my family
Note : Let's see if I have the motivation to actually keep this story up
Black butler x neglected batsis reader but its the 2018 reverse isekai black butler kitties
Reader is maybe depressed and on the verge of killing herself, while going out she discoveres the black butler kitties in a box and decides to die another day and takes the kitties with them.
I feel like there would be a special connection between the reader and the grim reapers (Undertaker,William,grell and Ronald) since you know a human becomes a reaper when they kill themselves. Morbidly enough they wondered if the reader did die would she also become a reaper like them because they haven't been able to come into contact with a reaper in this new world. I'm inclined to say that reapers don't exist there , at least not like them, but their scythe would work here as well.
Maybe kitty Undertaker knows that familiar look in their eyes and comforts reader. Maybe Reader decides to only continue to live because she doesn't want to abandon the cats. Reader feels responsible for them as she's the one who found them and is well aware that Gotham won't be a good place for them to be stray's.
Kitty ciel is angry, humiliated and uncomfortable in his new smol body. As it's always the case he gets Sebastian to investigate this strange person and they continuously find out about readers'home life. He discovers that they're quite similar in a way. Reader's mom is dead and he sees that she misses her dearly maybe she was murdered. She's angry about her death but unlike ciel she doesn't seek revenge or at least not anymore ( could be that she used to like ciel and managed to get revenge but now she has nothing else so she decides to end her life). She comes from a rich family and has a butler. Alfred reminds ciel so much of Tanaka while Tanaka doesn't make a lot of appearances we know that Ciel loves Tanaka and Tanaka cares a lot about him too. Slowly Ciel begins to trust her more and more. She took them in when she didn't have to especially after finding out just how much of a disgusting place Gotham is, she provides for them and ciel feels at peace. He might be a cat and the ones responsible for all the bad things he went through aren't here so he cant take his revenge but staying with the reader , who has already gotten her revenge and now feels empty, teaches him how to slowly grow less bitter and gives him a new perspective of his need for revenge. In a way Ciel views reader as a possible outcome for himself, some day Ciel will feel like reader and seeing the effects up close gets more and more haunting. Ciel doesn't regret summoning and making a deal with Sebastian but he's starting to think perhaps he should've changed the conditions of the deal.
For Sebastian the whole ordeal is much more frustrating. If he's stuck in a different dimension and time he won't be able to get Ciel to his goal and therefore wont be able to devour Ciel's soul. Sebastian has been starving away, while claiming that a soul tastes better when one is starving, it doesn't crush the worry that he will never get the meal he desires. I don't think he harbours any hatred towards the reader after all Sebastian is smart enough to know that she has nothing to do with their misfortune but he was wary at first.
Sebastian connects with the reader through their mutual liking to cats. Sebastian is an avid fan of cats and appreciates fellow cat worshippers and for him being a cat, a being he greatly adores, feels like a dream. Surprisingly the demon who feels no emotions, is extremely pleased when receiving affection from the reader. But obviously it's just the cat in him that likes it, right?
I like to base my headcanon characters of certain aspects from my own personality or at least one of them and i think the neglected reader after everything is quite wise and knowledgeable about mental health. So i think she would be really understanding towards Alois ( at least in human form because you know she doesn't exactly know how to speak cat) but the way she talks to Alois Kitty is patient, understanding and with a hint of sorrow. Something that makes alois feel better, less aggressive, like someone finally sees and hears him
I'm personally more of a fan of Sebastian than of claude but then again we don't know that much about him. Claude is cold and only does something with a purpose that purpose being Alois's and Ciel's soul. Claude is indifferent towards the reader, perhaps interested in her soul. I honestly can't say too much about him it's been a while since I've watched black butler
Neglected batsis reader gets isekaied into black butler. Why? I have no idea.
Imagen reader getting attached to Sebastian or Tanaka because they remind them of Alfred.
Sebastian appretiates reader because they actually know how to do household chores well.
Ciel reminds them of bruce but you know as a kid, maybe they even have a sibling relationship i think ciel is 13 then maybe reader could be 16 or on the verge of being an adult or maybe she reader could be his mum figure. Either way ciel with an older, wise and comfort person bc he honestly beeds it
The Phantomhive servants treating a random person they dont know better than readers own family. Mey-rin teaching reader how to use a gun and be a badass assassin. Reader teaching Bard how to actually cook and reader and finny roughhouse bc the batsibling never had the time to hang out with reader at all.
How would the batfamily even be able to reach reader after she gets isekaied? Preferably never but if they did they would have to fight an actual demon and his little Chihuahua master ( not that ciel would be much help in an actual battle lol)
I feel like the sagau imposter reader gets treated exactly like jesus would if he comes back lol.
Also many author's seem to focus on making their reader powerless?? Which i dont understand. If the reader is the creator of teyvat why shouldn't they be all powerful. They literally created life and a whole world. I also think its kind of tiring reading the same idea again and again non of them attempt to find out if there is a possibility that they are the creator and always claim they're not and discover it when they get killed. How about the reader learns more about the Creator and everything that is known about them only to discover that they not only match the appearance of the creator but also the personality?
Anyways that's all. I would love to know your opinions on this.
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