moonwatcher2005

[moonwatcher2005]

Imagen

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

[moonwatcher2005]

Did I save you or did you save me?

Chapter 1.5

Neglected Batsis reader x Black butler

Ring

Ring

Ring

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

Perhaps... it was fate. That I met you.

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[moonwatcher2005]

Did I save you or did you save me

Neglected batsis reader x black butler kitties

Chapter 1

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?

[moonwatcher2005]

Did I save you, or did you save me?

Based on this idea:

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

[moonwatcher2005]

I'll do you guys another one

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

[moonwatcher2005]

Random ass idea

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)

[moonwatcher2005]

My thoughts on the genshin sagau

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.