#yandere vincent phantomhive

[tiaragqueen]

Could you do a scenario where Vincent Phantomhive falls for a shy darling who is good at sword fighting, please?

In A Dither

✂ Pairing: Yandere! Vincent Phantomhive x Reader

✂ Word Count: 2k

✂ Trigger Warnings: Manipulation, yandere theme.

[Edited]

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That feeling when you have a vague idea about a scenario and it literally disappears at the last minute is just–

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“Cuz you’re my favorite subject. My sweet, submissive subject. My loyal, royal subject.” - You’ll Be Back [Hamilton]

There was something… strange about you.

Vincent realized that once he caught you sneaking glances towards the practice room. It was a subtle movement; one that most people would surely overlook. But Vincent was trained to be observant, both for socializing purpose and for detecting any enemy within the vicinity. He might be known as a courteous gentleman who always spared a minute to exchange pleasantries, yet he wasn’t without his foes. He needed to be alert pretty much at all times, even if he had guards around.

However, you didn’t seem to have done another thing that might warrant suspicion aside from those straying glances. He supposed it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, per se. Who knows, you might be curious about the new environment. After all, you had been working here for a month now. It wouldn’t be weird if you wanted to know the purpose of each room or memorize the locations. The many places inside his manor could be a bit tricky to remember.

Still, positive thinking didn’t ease his interest and slight wariness. In fact, the longer you worked here, the more Vincent began to grow curious with you. Well, looking at your mannerisms alone, there was nothing remarkably intriguing from you as far as he could see. You were shy, sure. He’d met similar people before, mostly from the townspeople who were fortunate enough to talk with him. You rarely spoke up, and if you did, it would come out as mumbles and stammers instead. You were obedient and polite. You never shirked your duties nor did you complain about them. Overall, you were an excellent maid. Though, it should be expected from his workers.

But he certainly never expected you to be able to do sword fighting, either.

The way your black skirt fluttered behind you as it tried to catch up with your rapid movements, the way your usually meek demeanor turned into one of pure concentration, the way the silver sword slashed through the thin air, the way those [h/c] strands of hair clung on to your sweaty forehead, and the way you looked so determined to ward off the invisible enemies. It was unlike anything that he’d ever seen from you before.

The you who he used to think was demure and almost unnoticeable.

The you who always blushed whenever you encountered him.

The you who looked at the practice room with a glint of longing in those droopy eyes of yours.

Although startled, a small smile that graced his handsome features expressed the pleasure and proudness of a father whose child was working hard for something. You seemed to be in your element, he noted; so focused yet… oblivious to your surroundings.

When you finished your ‘training’ with a vicious thrust to the ceiling, Vincent decided that it would be appropriate to announce his presence and satisfaction.

“How graceful.”

You snapped your head towards him and immediately dropped the sword. Vincent grimaced a little when it fell with a clang against the marble floor, the sound ringing in the spacious room. You bowed deeply, almost shamefully, unaware of the displeasure that distorted his controlled visage “F-forgive me, my Lord!” you squeaked, cheeks flushed red in embarrassment and vision blurry from the upcoming tears. “I didn’t… I wasn’t…”

Despite the initial yet short-lived shock of hearing you raise your voice for the first time, Vincent found himself chuckling good-humoredly and strode across the room towards you. It seemed that today, you were determined to surprise him even though he knew it was none of your intentions, to begin with. Though, he couldn’t deny that your shivering figure made you look cuter under his warmyet sharp gaze. “It’s alright, [Name]. No need to be so flustered. There is nothing to be ashamed of.” You flinched when his hand reached out to pat your trembling shoulder. “In fact, I happened to enjoy it very much.”

Blinking in confusion, you inclined your head and sniffled. “Thank you…” you mumbled, unsure of how to respond any further. It wasn’t as though you practiced for the sake of showing off to him. However, his compliment managed to relax your thumping heart somehow. His lowered voice and gentle look helped to that, too.

“How long have you been practicing sword fighting?” he inquired, bending down to retrieve the sword you’d dropped out of the horror of being caught red-handed. “Judging from your movements, I’d say a long time ago.”

“Well, I…” You pursed your lips and played with the hem of your apron. “… When I was a little girl, I used to play sword fighting with my brother. I… didn’t have any friends, to begin with, so he became my first and only friend. He insisted on playing sword fighting with me, and although I’d initially resisted it, I relented.

Somehow, sword fighting became something that I’m fond of. And when I saw a real sword in this house, I’d thought it would be a good idea to try it out. To see whether I could polish my skill. I-I’m sorry for using it without your permission, my Lord.” You immediately apologized in fear of him getting the wrong idea. “I assure you, I have no intention of hurting anyone in this house. Especially not you. I only intend to have some skill to help me protect myself should I’m in some predicament.”

“What a practical outlook,” he remarked, his eyes hardened slightly as he tried to ascertain whether you told the truth or the lie. He didn’t want you to know that he was secretly analyzing you. It would intensify your anxiety even more and, thus, prompting you to be defensive towards his innocent inquiries. Vincent couldn’t study you if you kept stuttering nonsense. “It seems that I have misjudged you. I apologize for that, too.”

You hesitantly nodded, still keeping your gaze on the floor.

“And no, I’m not mad. Really. I was being truthful when I said I enjoyed seeing your training very much.” Vincent smiled softly to further convince you of his sincerity. It was endearing of you to assume he would be angry over such an insignificant matter when you hadn’t even witnessed how he would react to irritation. Not that he would display it, though. There were other, far easier ways to prove his dominance over you than simply yelling around. “I must admit, I was pleasantly surprised to see you here.”

You nervously glanced at him through your eyelashes, worried that he might have demanded your presence and you weren’t there to fulfill his orders. “Were you summoning me, my Lord?” you asked meekly.

“Ah, no. It was a pure coincidence that I passed by this room, and I was grateful for having the opportunity to see your training from up close. If you don’t mind,” he invitingly extended his right hand and smiled cordially. “Would it be possible for us to train together? I could teach you a thing or two regarding sword fighting, and I could be your opponent to test your skill. What do you say, [Name]? Would you accept it?”

You stared down at the palm. At the offer that he so generously gave to you. At the soft smile that gently urged you to just go and comply. Looking back at it, you should’ve known that it was merely a clever ruse to get close to you. You should’ve rejected it. You should’ve been more mindful of your status. You should’ve made up an excuse. But your young self was happy with the prospect of being taught by such an intelligent and skilled man, so you put your hand on his and beamed.

“Yes. Thank you so much, my Lord.”

And indeed, he didn’t disappoint you. Not in the least bit. He was just as skilled as you’d expected, and he was just as intelligent in raising your status from a scullery maid to a personal maid. You didn’t think he even needed one in the first place since the butler had done his job very well. However, Vincent was your master and to disobey him would be a bad decision.

And you’d know it soon enough.

“You’re becoming more and more adept in sword fighting,” he remarked, clapping his hands after you showed him your recent ‘improvement’. “I’m thoroughly impressed.”

“It would be a shame if something were to happen to your first and only friend.”

You stole a glance towards his pleased mien before looking away. “Thank you, my Lord.” you murmured.

“Why… why are you doing this, my Lord? What could you possibly gain from this?”

Vincent held out a hand and lifted you effortlessly from the floor, where it had taken the brunt of your defeat against him. “How about we visit the town? As a reward, you’re free to buy anything you want.”

“Isn’t it obvious already?” He hummed and stared through the window that overlooked an ample garden. “Ah, I suppose it’s not. You can’t comprehend vague things very well, do you? No worries, I’ll be more than happy to reiterate it to you. You’re my beloved maid, after all. You’ve done so much for me. I think it’s time to give you some bonus, no?”

“No. Thank you for the offer, my Lord, but I’m fine. I don’t need anything.” You patted your skirt from the nonexistent dust, ignoring how he was still grasping your hand and the hold that became a bit tighter and tighter with each second passed in weak rejection.

“B-bonus…?”

“Nonsense,” he gripped your intertwined fingers and squeezed them none too gently. “I promised you, didn’t I? And I’m not one to go back on my words, nor do I intend to do so anytime soon.”

Vincent smiled; the very same smile that had enticed you to this predicament in the first place. “I want you to be my maid, and I shall double your compensation.”

“Of course…”

“B-but, what about your butler?”

Vincent simpered, pleased with your immediate compliance. “Go and change your clothes into a more appropriate one. We shall go before noon.”

“He’ll keep working, of course. His duty doesn’t exist merely to serve me, as he has other important things to do.”

You hurriedly nodded and scurried out of the practice room, unable to bear his overwhelming presence any longer. You didn’t know how you could persist to be with him for so long. You didn’t know how your body managed to keep holding on to life around his cold and calculating aura. You didn’t know how you could survive without breaking down in front of him.

“No, I-I can’t. I can’t do that. I’m sorry, but I still reject it.”

Perhaps, this was a price you had to pay for studying under his tutelage. After all, nothing was free in this world.

“Is that so?” Vincent hummed in mock understanding and put a fist under his chin. “I suppose I can’t exactly change your mind, can I?”

Or maybe, this was a price for willingly giving up your freedom to him.

“Don’t you want to raise your family from poverty, [Name]? Surely you’re not cruel enough to abandon them, right? Your… friend won’t be happy to hear this.”

“Oh, and [Name]?”

“My payment is enough.”

You halted on your tracks, patiently waiting for his next order despite the thundering sound of your heart against its ribcage.

“We all know that you can only do so much with the payment of a scullery maid. I doubt that you can even feed your family for a full month.”

“I will be holding a ball next week. I figured I should tell you now, so you can be prepared to be my partner.” Your eyes widened horrifyingly, yet his expression was less than fake pleasantness. “A fitting and beautiful dress, that is what youneed.”

“I…”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and reluctantly nodded. “Yes, my Lord.”

“And what could I possibly gain from this, you may ask? Well, a lot.”

[viridwns]

Hi. Regarding the Phantomhive MOM AU, I am curious but how would Vincent react if the reader was kidnapped and being held hostage. Would he panic or be in tranquil fury? In my mind’s eye, I just see the reader being relieved she’s finally outside, baffling her kidnappers.

Believe it or not, but he would be terrifyingly calm.

Don't let his demeanor fool you, though, because inside, he is raging.

Once he hears the news about your kidnapping, the only indication of his fury is his twitching fingers and his cold, empty stare ahead.

He's sending out orders to everyone, using his eyes and ears over the whole of London to locate you.

Vincent will stop at nothing to have you back and hurt everyone that was in the complot, even the underpaid paper boy who made you stray from the people he hired to protect you.

He knew you had a weakness for children in need, and he had told you it would be your downfall.

But you never seem to listen to him.

Vincent has the location of your whereabouts in two days max. This man has connections all over London, even the queen would help him with this if he asked.

It's just plain stupid to mess with the Vincent Phantomhive.

But some people are desperate for money, and using you for ransom seemed like an easy way to get lots of it.

They never thought that taking you would be this easy. You practically jumped into their car.

You're just in awe of the outskirts of London, not having been there since your marriage.

The kidnappers watch in confusion as you settled yourself in the abandoned farmhouse they took you to.

Your only request was to pet their dobberman guard dog. An animal most people feared and you just cuddled with.

Your argument was that Vincent didn't allow you to keep pets as you would give the animals too much attention.

You enjoy your few hours of Vincent free time, but it is short-lived as the place is ransacked and Vincent comes prancing in, stepping over a few bodies to go and untie you.

Vincent is quick to check up on you, assessing your body for any kind of wounds or bruises. If you're fine, he would be so mad at you. Saying that if you had just stayed with your assigned bodyguards, or if you had just listened to him for once, he wouldn't need to go through all this trouble.

Say goodbye to your outside time because you will be locked inside for at least one month. For your own protection, of course.

Vincent isn't angry with you for long, though. Once night falls, he's clinging to you like a baby koala. The stress of not having you by his side finally catching up to him as he falls asleep cradled in your arms.

He may seem calm and collected, but at the end of the day, he's just a big baby when with you.

[fancyfeathers]

Content Warning: Yandere Content, Murder, Implied R*pe/Noncon, Forced Pregnancy

Masterlist

Tag list: @lucifersarmpitlovrr @vixxzill

When the twins are born, Vincent is the first to hold his two sons while his darling to tended to by doctors. He is so incredibly overjoyed holding them both but it becomes clear that his darling could not be able to handle taking care of two newborns, and is it not natural that the wife’s family come to see new additions to their family and it would not be to uncommon for a mother or sister to come and help the mother after the delivery.

So with a letter to her family they arrive soon after the delivery to help their daughter and sister how ever they can, even if that means tolerating the man who violated her. Her younger siblings are oblivious to what happened but her older siblings and mother are well aware and the entire time they are there they all reject Vincent’s advances to be kind to them, not even pretending that nothing is wrong. So while his darling’s younger siblings are holding their two new nephews while chatting with Vincent, the elder siblings are biting bite a scowl while sipping tea.

It all comes to the boiling point at a dinner when Vincent mentions perhaps having more children in the future since the twins are such a delight. Her eldest brother snaps and screams at Vincent, saying how he should have never let his sister marry such a monster who defiled her and would do it again, but Vincent remains calm and just smiles telling his brother to calm down and they can discuss this when the little ones are not around. So later that night when the little siblings and the twins are put to bed, Vincent and her older brother step into Vincent’s office to talk but only Vincent comes out.

Without any male to lead the family, their land and fortune falls into Vincent’s hands, oh don’t worry he is kind, he will provide for his relatives generously since they are family after all, are they not?

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

A Yandere! Black Butler x Opal! Reader (Steven Universe) would be cool with Vincent, Joker, and Dagger!

Just imagine their reaction to a very, very tall and giant creature who physically "appears" as a woman (Opal! Reader is sexless) with four pairs of arms who is not even human but a gem who accidentally time-traveled to the Victorian Era and is not able to unfuse (back to Pearl and Amethyst) till Opal! Reader can get back to their original timeline.

Even though Opal! Reader has lived for more than thousands of years and possesses knowledge of the Victorian Era of England, Opal! Reader’s appearance would set people off in immediate fear, and that just makes it harder for Opal! Reader to fit in. (Plus, finding a way home.)

Opal Reader | Yandere Black Butler

You’re roughly fourteen feet tall, have four different arms, and a gem on your forehead and chest. In a world like theirs to any average person, you are a marvel to behold or exploit. Now depending on who has the means to contain you are the ones who have the chance to lull you into a demented love:

Vincent Phantomhive

“You truly are a beauty. So beautiful I see no reason I shouldn’t hide you the way I have been so far.”

Finds you and finds a way to keep you trapped

Earns your trust while you’re in your own hidden place 

Eventually inviting you into  his home a trap all of his own+

With his connections to the supernatural, there’s bound to be something on par with your own power

Enough to become his exotic and caged beauty

Joker

“It’d be a travesty not to share your wonder with a world as bland as this.”

Naturally, he makes you a part of his circus 

If only to brag to the world that it is he and he alone who owns your heart

He just has to make sure his violent misdeeds allude you

At least until he gets a grasp on the material you can’t break

Dagger

“So you’re the latest freak, huh? Welcome to the club.”

At first, can’t help but be jealous

The attention you get the praise, even her cats seem to respect you more than her 

It isn’t until she finally talks with you that she’s fighting a blush 

You’re calming voice and relaxed personality is unexpected

So innocent yet full of wisdom

She feels disgusted by how often and how hot she gets when she spends nights thinking of you

Despite her promise, she’s not helping you get home not when this is the perfect circumstance to keep you by her side

[sleepingdeath-light]

yandere hcs ; vincent phantomhive

requested by ; nobody / self indulgent

fandom(s) ; black butler

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; vincent phantomhive

outline ; “general yandere hcs for vincent”

warning(s) ; yandere!vincent phantomhive, obsessive behaviour, stalking, social isolation, mental manipulation, murder, possessiveness

there are a number of reasons as to why vincent is a person who is practically impossible to avoid or escape from once he has you in his sights — of course there’s the obvious point about him being an earl with ties to people all across europe and within the different classes of england itself, but there’s also his close association with the criminal underground which means that he’s not afraid to be underhanded and ‘cheat’ in order to have you completely under his control without even the slightest chance of you getting away

after you first catch his eye, vincent has some of his staff sent out to stalk monitor you and make notes of everything they notice about you and your lifestyle (your daily routine, where you live, where you work, who you associate with, what you tend to buy at the market, and so on) — he assures everyone involved that he’s doing this for your safety, that you’re a potential target in one of the cases he’s working on for the queen, but in reality it’s just to sate his own curiosity and ensure that he’ll be able to effortlessly woo you when he’s finally worked up the nerve to properly court you

and once he finally does go about courting you, rest assured that it’s nothing short of romantic — a ‘chance’ meeting at your favourite restaurant, perceived love at first sight as he makes a show of being flustered by your appearance, an offer to buy your order for you (and ‘coincidentally’ ordering your favourite meal himself), a lively conversation that leaves you feeling giddy and flustered and understood, and a promise to meet later on with a chaperone to properly begin your courtship (a meeting which, of course, goes perfectly as your loved ones were all too happy to set you up with an earl of all people)

he sweeps you off of your feet and only a few short months later you’re wed and settling into your new home at the main phantomhive estate — too caught up with all of these grand displays of affection and the piles upon piles of lavish gifts bought with you in mind to even so much as consider the peculiarity of your courtship with vincent

… or why your contact with your loved ones becomes more and more sporadic after your wedding day, which would have been much more concerning had vincent not oh-so-lovingly reassured you that there was probably just some issue with the post and they’d get back to you eventually

of course they never did, but by then you were too caught up in all of your new responsibilities as the earl’s spouse to think about that

vincent doesn’t have to do much to keep you under his thumb and away from any potential threats to your relationship — between your new role keeping you tightly combined to the domestic sphere of the estate, the deadly loyalty to his staff who report your movements back to him even when he’s away from home all day, his own endless love bombing that keeps you wholly devoted to him and lacking the desire to flee, and his influence that allows him to slowly sever and cut off your contact with the outside world, there’s really no fear at all from him that you’ll be able to leave him (or, frankly, that you’d ever even attempt to do so)

then again one can never be too cautious in his line of work, which is why your doting personal staff were all handpicked by him and trained by mr tanaka to be both willing and capable of laying down their lives for you if the manor were attacked, and deeply loyal to him as their master (or, at least loyal enough to report anything suspicious to him at the earliest possible moment and to be willing to chase and restrain you if you ever tried to flee the estate)

as one might expect this was a lengthy hiring process, but the four people that made it through to the other side are all highly paid and more than worth the money and responsibilities that come with it as far as he’s concerned

within two years of your marriage you’ll have been completely cut off from the outside world — your only company comes from your beloved husband and those he approves of (namely his family, certain members of staff, and his dearest friends within the a.o.e)

that being said, vincent still allows you to accompany him when he goes out to balls and galas, or just to meet up with a friend — he has no qualms with showing you off and publicly staking his claim on you as his partner, but he’s also dangerously possessive and has been known to personally track down anyone who gets a bit too friendly with you for his taste in order to ‘deal with them’

… he kills them.

quite violently too

and you can only clean up so much blood…

thank goodness for the immunity granted to him by the queen after he became her guard dog

but of course you never see or hear about any of this, being kept completely in the dark about everything your husband does and everything your husband is so that you maintain your positive perception of him (charming, generous, loving, affectionate, etc.)

and if you eventually do catch on and see vincent for who he truly is?

well…

even then there’s no getting away

because by then it’s much too late and he’s already become so entangled in you and your life that without him you have literally nothing left — and that’s not even mentioning the staff who are trained to kill and who would have no problem with dragging you back into the estate if you tried to make a break for it

you’re his and he is yours, ‘til death do you part, so hopefully you enjoy your life locked up in your golden cage

[amusedyan]

I’ve always wanted to read one where the Yandere’s darling gets kidnapped by someone else and tortured, but the Yandere doesn’t know and assumes they ran away and are super pissed until they find out. Once they free their darling, their darling now only trusts them and is scared of the world. I hope that makes sense :(

You know, I’m glad I waited for this one, because if I hadn’t, I never would have gotten the idea for this.

I’ve actually been planning this one for a bit, so this request was a happy coincidence, hence the length.

TW: violence, torture, gaslighting, victorian attitudes towards mental illness

The hospital was filthy.

Vincent was disgusted at the state of things as he followedthe doctor down the hallway. He passed several patients in threadbare gowns,deadeyed, with their heads shaved. He frowned at the sight, observed theirbruises and bandages.

The doctor breezed past them without noticing, and Vincent’sanger- and fear- mounted.

Where was their darling?

They’d found the townhouse window open a month ago and hadn’tseen her since.

Vincent had searched everywhere desperately, but discreetly.If she spoke to the wrong people their reputations and safety would be in jeopardy.If Vincent inquired and the words reached the more…ambitious sorts that run inthe Underworld, well, they might take liberties. So, he tried to be tastefulabout his inquiries, but as the days passed, the time for subtlety did as well.

There’d been no choice but to inquire at the police station,making excuses for his ill cousin. He’d been lucky indeed, because severalofficers had in fact recognized his description and admitted sheepishly thatsome weeks ago a woman had come in. She’d been half dressed, wild eyed, and “starkravin’ mad”, and they’d listened to her ramblings for a moment before cartingher off to an asylum of all places.

Vincent had returned to the townhouse and sent Rachel andthe boys back to the manor, fearing the worst and not want them to stand aswitness when he brought their darling girl home.

The next afternoon he’d arrived at Rutledge Asylum under thepublic guise of investigation and needing words with the director of theinstitution. The man had been eager to lend his private assistance in themanner.

“I’m afraid my cousin was brought in some days ago.” He’dexplained, then described her. “She’s rather hysterical at the best of times,and the city was too much for her.”

The director had been sympathetic- especially in exchangefor payment for his silence.

A doctor was summoned to bring him to ‘the Patient’, whilethe director handled the forms.

“No need to put your name on anything, My Lord. Just takeyour cousin and we’ll see to it.”

But as he was led to her, the fear grew.

If this was how they treated their patients, how were theytreating his Lark?

His answer was ugly as a room (a cell more like), was openedfor them.

There were rows and rows of filthy mattresses and gibberinglunatics; some of them whimpering or crying or looking at them with glazedexpressions. They were belted down or in straight jackets or bound, and eitherfilthy or red and raw from a fierce scrubbing. The smell of urine and filth wasoverwhelming. And there, in a jacket, thin and pale and cringing, was his poorBird.

Vincent never would have recognized her. Gone was her shysmile, or her sweet blush, or even her fury. Gone was her lovely hair. At hisexpression, the doctor frowned.

“I’m sorry, My Lord, there’s a lice infestation at themoment, and unfortunately your cousin picked it up, there was nothing to bedone, on the subject…”

Dear God.

Vincent snatched the folder out of the doctor’s hands, thefolder containing her medical treatment and felt fairly ill at the sight of it.

Her ramblings and accusations had been taken as signs of aweak mind at worst, or hysteria at best. She’d been drugged, subject to icebaths, electric shock…

“My poor dear,” he said softly.

To the doctor he snarled.

“I want her up and in a coat. We’re leaving this cursedplace.” Nurses, scowling and thin and ugly, hurried to obey, and soon he waspractically carrying her to the coach.

The ride to the townhouse he held her, and for once, hisdarling didn’t fight.

[animeyanderetalker]

Imagine that all of a sudden platonic darling of Vincent Phantomhive (fem!partner-in-crime!reader) does the Victorian equivalent of ghosting then suddenly told him the news that she's giving the title to someone else because women at that time should marry lmaoo

Vincent has a habit of yeeting dirty work to other people and his bestie darling just uno reversed him. Because he has to deal with working with the work and title she left, and his bestie is being married ;-;

Like him being him, a person who can actually get him is as rare as a hen's teeth. And she decided to get married (to a someone of higher rank too because she ain't dealing with Vincent no more) 💵👰🎀💍💎

Vincent is not about to be third-wheeled like this just because his partner in crime decides to get married. He is scheming but you already know that he’s up to something so both of you have to play those mind games once more and it gives him a lot of nostalgia of the good times.

Ultimately the Queen has the final say and so can see him very much pledging to her that your assistance was and still is valuable and irreplaceable to him. After all his work is of interest for the Queen as well as he deals with the shady business and dangerous jobs that the police must not know of.

[animeyanderelover]

What about platonic yandere Rachel and Vincent Phantomhive if they survive au? With reader who isekai'd from our world that miss her family?

I added their children in here too.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusion, manipulation, guilt-tripping, sabotage, clinginess, imprisonment

Isekai reader

🍓 🌓 Rachel's kindness is what saved you on that day where her husband and her children found you. A day where both her asthma and the asthma of her youngest child were better and the whole family was able to go outside. Strays and homeless aren't uncommon to be seen in the darkest streets of London or begging somewhere for money but it's the first time for both of their boys to see someone homeless. You're just sitting in one of the corners, ragged clothes hugging your form as you just sit there with dull and lifeless eyes. The youngest son sees you and approaches you with his childish curiosity, pities you. Vincent, slightly alarmed, is quick to follow him just in case. When his son asks you why you're sitting outside like this, he quickly hushes him and apologizes for the insensible question of his child. You just stare at him with a stoic expression before you look away. It's truly a pitiful sight to behold.

🍓 🌓 Pitiful enough to soften Rachel's heart as she realizes how young you are. She isn't able to go outside that much due to her health so she doesn't see how hard the life of people tends to be. She asks her husband if they can invite you for just one meal and her youngest son agrees as he also wants to do something good for you. Vincent and Ciel hesitate for a while but in the end can't reject the pleads of those two. You just trail quietly behind the family, don't speak much when Rachel and her son try to talk to you. Rachel respects that though, she doesn't know what you've gone through after all. You stop shortly before you arrive in front of their mansion, look at the place in a mix of awe and horror. You turn to them and ask them flabbergasted why they would let you inside, they've basically picked you up on the streets. Vincent reminds you coldly that this is only one time only to be interrupted by his wife who tells you kindly that she wants to help you at least a bit.

🍓 🌓 The servants look at you in shock but quickly comply when they hear what the wish of their mistress is. You are given a new set of clothes and are pushed to take a bath since you reek. Well, you haven't been able to take a good bath in quite a while. In the meantime Vincent questions Rachel if she's going to invite every homeless person over now but she is vehement to insist that she knows that she can't help every person who suffers. But she just couldn't ignore you, you looked so frail and lost. When you are led to the dining room, you grow slightly nervous to be in the presence of those people. Rachel compliments you for looking fine now that you wear fresh clothes and are cleaned. The meal you have is better than everything you've had since you've arrived here but despite that you mind your table manners since you're in the presence of nobles in here. You surprise Vincent a bit with that since you're far more mannered than he initially thought you'd be.

🍓 🌓 What really ends up shocking him is your educational level and your insight on certain things. You keep quiet throughout the whole meal, are far too ashamed to even look at this family. It isn't until Vincent and Ciel start a insightful conversation about something that perks your interest. All it really takes is one comment from you in regards of their conversation that suddenly earns you the earl's attention. You quickly apologize, terribly ashamed and embarrassed that you just butted into their conversation like this. But instead Vincent encourages you to join the discussion they have and even if you are more careful with your answers, he can clearly sense that you are smarter than you might let on. You know more than the basics in things like maths and physics and prove to have an educational level which not everyone has. Not to mention that you seem to be very insightful. It surprises him to discover just how knowledgeable you are.

🍓 🌓 The meal takes longer than intended which is mainly because your answers and guesses push Vincent to chat with you longer and the whole family joins in at one point. You definitely have their curiosity now which embarrasses and flatters you all together. When you've finally gotten to the end of it, you stand up and bow deeply, thank them for their hospitality and that you'll leave now. Instead Vincent tells you to stay here for a while longer since he wants to discuss something with Rachel. The children are sent to bed by the servants whilst you are led into a huge room where you sit down on the couch and just wait awkwardly. You feel terribly out of place. The couple returns after a while and before Vincent can even start to explain, Rachel asks you if you'd like to work for them. You just stare at both of them surprised and then your gaze turns to the earl. Didn't he tell you that you would leave as soon as the dinner would be over?

🍓 🌓 Vincent then explains to you that he wouldn't just take any stranger into his house and he'll certainly make sure that Rachel won't take every homeless person in. The only reason he's offering you such a position is because he thinks your knowledge would be wasted in the streets. He has a distinct feeling that you're special and he intends to trust his intuition on this one. You mull over their offer for a while with Rachel awaiting your answer eagerly. You don't have anywhere to go anyways and you have no idea if you can ever return. You should at least make sure that you have a roof over your head and can take care of your own life by having a job and earning money. Considering all of that makes your answer obvious. You agree and within the same night you're given a bed and a room which you have to share with some of the other maids. You're happy though that you finally can enjoy the comfort of a mattress, a pillow and a blanket again.

🍓 🌓 At first some of the servants are unsure how to feel about you since you're still someone who came from the streets. Vincent asks you sooner than expected about what exactly happened in your past, something Rachel chastises him for since he shouldn't push you. You have probably led a bad life so far. He should be more sensible and give you a bit more time. You just stare at him for a while and he can see in your eyes that you're reliving some bad memories right now. The only thing you tell both of them then is that you're entire family is gone and that you'll never be able to see them again. You ask Rachel after that if you can leave and she excuses you, apologizes to you for having to recall such sad memories. Vincent could dig deeper but knows that he probably should let it be, he has seen the pain in your eyes. He's still a bit curious to know where exactly you were taught so much.

🍓 🌓 Luckily you manage to blend in quickly with the rest of the servants who soon accept you. They see how hard you work and when they catch glimpses of your educational knowledge they understand why their earl offered you this place. You are always ready to help and are quick and willing to learn new tasks you apparently haven't done before. Rachel asks you almost every time how you're doing and if you've grown used to this place yet and her youngest son seems always eager to talk with you for a bit. Vincent and Ciel like to chat with you since you surprise them sometimes with your wisedom, especially Vincent is fascinated with your answers and predictions you sometimes make. Everything is almost good but Rachel gets told that you often just stay in your room, that you suffer often nightmares at night and that some of them have caught you silently crying somewhere before. Your past still makes you suffer greatly apparently.

🍓 🌓 Rachel seeks you out, worried for you although you tell her that she shouldn't concern herself too much with you. It's true that you miss your family but you can't do anything about it since they're gone now. She still tells you that you can always come to her if you need to talk with someone. You're touched by her kindness, know that you can most likely never tell her the truth about what really happened though. The whole family is rather fond of you at one point though. You become pretty much Rachel's personal maid at one point and she spends much time with you when she's bedridden due to her condition. Vincent often asks you about your opinions on certain topics since he trusts your advices since you always consider things from a different perspective than him and sometimes seem to know how a certain situation will end. Ciel likes talking with you too due to your occasional humor and knowledge and his younger brother is really clingy and you often look out for those two when their parents are busy. Both don't mind a bit though and actually come sometimes running to you when they have a problem.

🍓 🌓 You don't talk much about your past and the little pieces of knowledge the household has lets most assume that your family was better of than the average citizen but died in a tragic accident and that that is the reason why you are so knowledgeable and have ended up on the streets. Something doesn't sit right with Vincent though. He has tried to do his research on you but couldn't find anything. There is no family with your last name you admitted accidentally to him at one point, there is no history with a family of that name who died for some reason. There is no family at all with that name in London. He doesn't believe your family to be the average citizens, the deepness of your education must mean that one of your family members must have been a teacher, a doctor or just richer. Then there is something else that arouses his suspicion at times. The way you behave and talk is rather eccentric at times, certain words sometimes leave your lips that he's never heard and your predictions, when you share them with him, are spot-on at times. As if you know what was going to happen.

🍓 🌓 Ciel sometimes also tells him that you tell his younger brother and him weird things at times when you're somewhere else with your thoughts and always try to cover it up afterwards. Son and father both feel like there is something you keep hidden from them and both want to know what that is. They can agree on the fact that whatever you keep a secret won't harm them though, you would never do something to hurt them. They just want to know because whatever it is you tell no one is a weight pulling on your heart. The distant and sad look at times, that one time Ciel and his brother caught you crying and your silent and sometimes downright depressing behavior. They can't bear to see you like this, they care too much.

🍓 🌓 By now your lifestyle has undergone a little change as the Phantomhive family might have grown a bit too attached to you. You have been working less and less in the kitchen or cleaned the house. Instead you spend a lot of time with Rachel and her husband, read stories to the youngest boy and are even allowed to help the twins with their education since you know enough to teach them. Ciel's younger brother also demands your presence a lot since he has asthma too and is often too sick to go outside which upsets him. So he wants you to play with him or read him some stories. Most of your meals are taken together with the family even though this isn't something that should happen considering that you're just a plain servant. You tell them so too but they just laugh it off and tell you that they want you to enjoy your food together with them. You even get your own private room instead of sharing a room with the other maidens.

🍓 🌓 Vincent doesn't want to threaten you even if he could do that with ease. You've become a part of his family, of their family by now. He knows that everyone feels the same way too so he can't force you to tell him. Not to mention that Rachek would never fully forgive you if he would use force against you. Instead him and Ciel try to coax you into telling them what your full story is. You know that they care for you so much after all, you can always come to them if it becomes too much for you alone to carry. Rachel and the youngest son are not informed about their plan for now though since both are much more purer and kinder. Rachel and her youngest are really clingy with you and especially the little one is often right next to you and hides behind you when he feels shy. Rachel gushes over both of you since you two are so adorable together, feels happier than ever with you as the lovely addition to this family. She often tells you that she views you like her own family too to let you know that she loves and cares for you.

🍓 🌓 You find yourself at times overwhelmed with all the affection that is thrown your way and the way Vincent and Rachel dote on you and their children. There is guilt embracing your heart too since you can't shake off the feeling that you're betraying your own family because of this situation. They aren't dead, just in a world so far away from where you are right now and this guilt gets the better of you at times when you abruptly try to distance yourself from the Phantomhive family to feel like you're loyal to your own. You can't do that for too long though since Vincent will order for the servants to get you if he realizes that you try to avoid them. He doesn't want Rachel and his youngest son to know since they'd be heartbroken and reminds you of that in a chiding tone too. He knows you could never be the cause of happiness for those two. Weirdly enough he sees right through you and even asks you if you isolate yourself because you can't let go of your own family. You give him a terrified and exposed look.

🍓 🌓 Vincent and Ciel are both slightly unhappy with your emotional inability to accept them as your new family. From the ways you act your family is either dead or will most likely never return to you so there shouldn't be a problem. Emotions have never been rational though and both are aware of that. At times you do seem truly happy though, feel like you really are part of their family and nothing brings Rachel greater joy than seeing the happy smile on your face when you interact with her youngest or joke around with Ciel. She wants you to always be like this but knows it's selfish from her to ask this of you, especially since you lost your real family which still affects you at times. She tells Vincent her dream nevertheless and he promises her that you just need time to recover. He will make sure that her dream will become a reality.

🍓 🌓 Months pass by where you still don't tell anyone about your past and grow more torn apart between what you used to have and still want and what you have now and have learned to treasure. Your guilt holds you back from truly acknowledging the Phantomhive family as your new family in this world and your heart breaks every time when the youngest son tells you that you're like an older sibling to him and that he loves you a lot or when Rachel gives you a gentle hug and smiles at you with this fond look of hers. It fills you with guilt and the emotional gaslighting that Vincent and sometimes even Ciel do to convince you to tell them only hurts you more. Until one night, after another nightmare of yours, the guilt kills you and you go straight to the chambers of Rachel and Vincent. Both are still tired when they wake up and see you standing there but as soon as they notice your tears and the sobs you try to hold back, both are awake. They both know that you most likely had another nightmare but this is the first time you've sought them out after one.

🍓 🌓 You slump down on the bed next to you, still distraught after your nightmare and both of them try their best to comfort you. Rachel embraces you with her warmth and Vincent caresses your hair. Both wait for you to tell them what has happened and you sob out that they probably won't believe you anyways if you tell them everything now. Rachel cradles your face in her hands carefully and promises to you that they'll believe you and the look in her eyes is what finally breaks you. Everything just spills out of you as you tell them that you came originally from another country but were somehow transported into this world and you have no way to come back home, don't know of any at least. Both of them share a short glance with each other and they know exactly what each other is thinking. They both believe you. Rachel because she knows you would never lie to her and Vincent because he is very good in telling whether someone is lying to him or not. He doesn't believe that you're lying to him and somehow everything makes perfect sense to him now. Your weird words and how you know so much. Both comfort you for the rest of the night.

🍓 🌓 The parents decide to tell their children nothing for now although they'll have to do that at one point. Ciel most likely suspects that something is going on and approaches his father who just tells him that he has to wait for a bit but promises to him that he'll definitely be told soon what has happened. Rachel grows more paranoid now that she knows the truth and it leads her to suffer under insecurities. It must be torture for you to know that your real family searches for you and hopes for you to return to them without knowing that you're stuck in a completely different world. She starts doubting if she can really make you happy and Vincent has to comfort her when she's distraught like this. She's more clingy and affects her youngest son too. He doesn't know what's going on but realizes that his mother is terrified for you which makes him more clingy and terrified too. He suddenly constantly wants to be with you and his mother since she'a afraid to leave you alone so he grows afraid too as soon as he can't find you.

🍓 🌓 Vincent is slightly disturbed. As fascinating as it might be to know that there are more worlds than the human eye will ever be able to see, he's a bit unsure. You've told Rachel and him that you don't think that you'll ever be able to return to your own world but there is no guarantee for that. You didn't know after all what triggered you to be sent to his world in the first place. There's no guarantee that the same won't happen again. It's frustrating since it's one of the few times where he is unable to control the situation and the lack of information makes it all even worse. It's ridiculous but the only thing he can do now is hoping that you truly will never return. He knows that this is selfish but Vincent is a egotistic man to begin with. His wife and children love you and he does too, he won't lose a precious family member. They're your new family after all, they can make you happy. Enough for you to stop being often so sad about your family in your original world.

[lilacwriter07]

my headcanon for a chubby Undertaker is that Vincent, knows he is a reaper and instead of paying with jokes . He gives him lots of sweets and cakes, biscuits to fatten the reaper up . So when he tries to run off, he won't be fast enough to escape Vincent 😌

ofc Diedrich in the background eating the leftovers, since he doesn't want to waste food . And it's stressful seeing Vincent go all yandere to the undertaker .

[phantomsky14]

The cracking theory about R!Ciel (Black Butler)

Hi, everyone who is reading this post! I’d like to share with you a theory about R!Ciel and the mystery surrounding the attack on the Phantomhive manor. Frankly speaking, I was strongly against this theory but after doing some deep into Japanese fandom I’ve changed my mind! I’m open to the discussion though! Please, don’t be too strict, it’s my first time writing theories 🥲

The main idea of this theory is that R!Ciel was involved in planning the attack on the manor of Phantomhive and even participated in the attack itself. However, in the end, he was deceived by the actual attackers, who used him (my little, poor boy 😔).

So let’s start. Yandere part of R!Ciel. R!Ciel seems to deeply love and care for O!Ciel. In some way it may seem like an unhealthy obsession and some kind of yandere stuff. The most precise depiction of R!Ciel’s yandere part is the scene where R!Ciel is awfully upset that O!Ciel wanted to move to London and launch the toy production instead of living together with his older brother forever (my little, cute, distinguished businessman😭). A little bit later we see the R!Ciel breakdown: he can’t accept the fact of separation with his brother, he tells Vincent and Rachel he will not become an earl (it seems that he doesn’t need this status if it means that he must be apart from O!Ciel) but instead he’ll move to London with his brother. Here we come up to the most important scene in my humble opinion: Rachel and Vincent trying to convince their little boy that he has no chance but to become an earl. R!Ciel stays speechless for a moment and after smiles and “accepts” it. Accept it? Are we sure? It’s kinda sus and also his smile that seems a little bit artificial (maybe not so little bit). I think, at that moment R!Ciel comes to the conclusion: his parents are a hindrance to their life together with his younger brother so he needs to do something about this!

The morning of the tween’s 10th birthday. Interesting, R!Ciel wasn’t sleeping all night long. What does that mean? Maybe, he was preparing for something, planning something? That suspicious but I agree it’s not a concrete evidence.

The attack. First of all, R!Ciel left O!Ciel in the room and went to check the situation. So, from this point we know nothing about R!Ciel, he has no alibi. O!Ciel was nervous and decided to figure out what’s was going on. The first clue: Sebastian (the dog). Someone put a muzzle on Sebastian and O!Ciel hadn’t heard the barking, so perhaps someone familiar to Sebastian had put the muzzle on him.

Next Tanaka. Tanaka apparently seemed to fight with someone. O!Ciel was running towards the gramps and we hear extremely weird respond: “Master Ciel is, the scene is much too harsh for you”

In Japanese (and in the English translation), it's clear that he’s referring to R!Ciel. Could it be that he made a distinction between them? But isn’t it strange? Tanaka, who spent so much time with the twins, couldn't tell them apart? In my humble opinion, he was trying to warn O!Ciel that some scene involving R!Ciel was too harsh for him to witness. But what could it have been? Maybe he was fighting with R!Ciel. Additionally, there’s the scene where Tanaka is in the hospital. O!Ciel asks Tanaka if he saw the attackers, and Tanaka says he didn’t. That seems odd, especially since it’s clear he was fighting with someone. Why did Tanaka lie to O!Ciel? Perhaps he didn’t want him to know something horrible, like the fact that the attacker was his older brother

The R!Ciel’s apology. After the attack, when the twins meet, the first thing R!Ciel does is apologize to O!Ciel—an apology for not being powerful enough. It's a very sad moment, especially considering he’s also a victim in this situation. But could it be about something else? What if R!Ciel was apologizing for the entire attack? What if he had been involved in planning it and played a part in carrying it out?

Conclusion. R!Ciel is a victim of the attack, just like O!Ciel, and both have overcome the same nightmare. In my opinion, this theory is harsh, because R!Ciel is only 10 years old. But at the same time, I can’t help but feel it’s possible. R!Ciel may have wanted to eliminate everyone who posed a threat to their life together with his beloved brother, including Vincent and Rachel. I’m not entirely sure how he got connected to the attacks (which, I believe, were orchestrated by either Queen Victoria, the Grim Reaper Dispatch Organization, or possibly both working together).

In the end, R!Ciel was deceived. The attackers used him to infiltrate the manor, gather information about exits, and so on. That’s why R!Ciel is so sorry to O!Ciel. It’s also why Tanaka didn’t tell O!Ciel the truth—and why, when R!Ciel returned, the first thing he said was, “I will never leave you again.”

Also interesting thing, the Vincent’s monologue from the chapter of Devil 6 about love. It can be the key to many events in Black Butler, including the theory about R!Ciel.

[viridwns]

If I could make a request with your Vincent post! Perhaps you could do one where the reader gets incredibly ill, like hospital stay I'll and just barely pulls through. I'd love to see how the boys and their dad respond to a situation like that, one they have no control over.

so, I just assumed you wanted it when the boys are older (around 16), because there is quite a difference if the boys were younger (around 5 or so). I am a bit too lazy to write for both ages so let’s say they are older and therefore wiser, but also more possessive and lovesick (platonic). It also has effect on Vincent, if the twins were younger, he would be more stressed. His boys can’t live without a mother, now he must look after them all the time and has to tell them off more for wanting to visit their mom. If they are older, he can give them more work to run the business and they would also know what to do if something happens to mom. They also understand why they can’t cling to their mother; they could catch the disease you have if they do.

now that this is out of the way, let’s start.

Yan!Vincent Phantomhive x Sick!mom!reader

WARNINGS: Abuse, mentions about dying

Part 2

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Not Yet

Vincent was anxious. You had been sick for more than two weeks already and it didn’t seem like you were getting any better. He had called the best doctors of London to see what was wrong with you, if you had any kind of tropic disease, what medicines were best for you, but none of them knew, none of them worked. He had snapped at them for not doing their job right, yelling they should go back to med school if they couldn’t even prescribe the right kind of antidotes.

The mansion had returned to its usual emptiness, the emptiness you filled when he married you. It was quiet, everyone was on edge. The boys had been more closed off, spending their time whispering to one another or guarding over their mother when she was sleeping, making sure her breathing was regular. Ciel jumped to your side every time your breathe even hitched the slightest. The younger one held your hand every time he was with you, constantly checking your heartbeat. You were too weak to even talk to them at times. If you didn’t feel like eating, they had to force some soup down your throat, which you couldn’t even keep in for more than five minutes.

You were exhausted every second of the day, no matter how many hours you slept, when you woke up you could close your eyes again right after. Your skin was clammy all the time, even though you felt like you were freezing. You couldn’t keep any food in your system for long periods, your body rejected everything you ingested.

The thought of dying had come up at some point when you couldn’t even sit up straight anymore, it was shortly after the second week had passed and a doctor had left your chambers when Vincent lashed out at him. You gave the man a sympathetic look before he left.

Vincent put his hand on his face and dragged it down, eyebags were weighing heavy under his eyelids. He wasn’t allowed to sleep next to you in case your disease was infectious. That took a toll on him. For you it was quite pleasant, your bed had never felt so spacious, less suffocating. This was the freest you had ever been in your life. Vincent and the twins were only allowed to visit you every hour to check up on you, but they weren’t allowed to stay more than a few minutes since you had to rest allot. Not even Tanaka was allowed to see you.

You rested your head on the cushion under you, your limbs feeling like cement blocks and your muscles stiff as a board. You felt the bed dip from beside you, a soft creak leaving the wood underneath. Vincent caressed your cheek with his gloved hand. You gazed up at him, his expression unreadable.

”What are you thinking about?” You asked him, your voice hoars even though you didn’t speak more than five sentences a day. Vincent shook his head and switched his hand from your face to hold yours. Outside from the doctors that came to visit you ever so often, Vincent and the boys were your only form of outside contact, if you didn’t talk to them, you felt like you were going to go mad. You nudged him with the bit of power you had left.

”Hey, come on now. You know I’ll keep pushing you until you talk.” You smiled at him; he returned the gesture. “Oh, and if I know.” Sarcasm was clear in his voice. You gave him a few more seconds before he spoke up again. “I am just worried about you; you aren’t making any progress.” You were taken aback, not by his words, but by the expression he made. His eyes were glazed over, his lips downturned and his eyebrows furrowed. You had never seen your husband so distraught, so vulnerable. It looked like he could break any second.

He squeezed your hand before kissing it. “I spend every second of my time with you, trying to protect you from the outside world and now I can’t even get you to drink soup.” A tear escaped from his eye; you didn’t know what to say when you saw the droplet rolling down his cheek. Never in your life have you seen Vincent cry and it scared you. He had done everything in his power to keep you by his side, you were afraid of what he would do if you died. It may seem crazy, but deep down you knew he would find a way to make sure not even death could take the two of you apart.

A knock was coming from the door. Ciel opened it, a tray of food resting in his hand.

”Father, Tanaka is requesting your presence in your office.” Vincent wiped away the tear with his hand before standing up, giving you a quick kiss on your forehead before leaving. Ciel let his father leave the room before closing the door, his twin walking right behind him.

”You look beautiful today, mother” The younger one said before taking his place on a stool beside you. You laughed meekly. “That is what you said yesterday. I look like absolute shit, and you know it.” [redacted] gasped. “Language mother! And that is simply not true, you are gorgeous, no matter what.” Ciel placed the tray on the bed, he hooked his arm behind your back and helped you sit up straight. You smiled at your youngest son. “I am dying, I can say whatever I want.” The word left your lips without a second thought. To be honest, you didn’t even notice you said it before Ciel’s hand connected with your cheek. Making a horrid sound as it did. A sharp gasp left your mouth as [redacted] stopped your body from falling over to the side. Tears sprung into your eyes as you looked up to your oldest son, his eyes were full of fury, his breathing was ragged. You were gripping onto the younger twin like your life depended on it. “Ciel!” He yelled, you were still in a state of shock as you stared into the eyes of your son, they looked too much like his.

”Do not ever say that again! You hear me!” Ciel bellowed, you coward more into your younger son as he wraps his arms around you protectively. “That is enough, Ciel! She’s already weak, don’t make it worse.” He snapped at his brother. Ciel sat down on the bed, putting a hand through his hair, he was trying to calm himself down. “Mama, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. That word just brings me so much fear and pain. I can’t lose you.” He reached out to caress the red spot he just swatted. You flinched away before he could even reach it. Ciel bit his lip. “Mama, please—” You didn’t let him finish his sentence. “Get out.” Your voice was barely above a whisper. You crawled out of your son’s arms. Both looked at you confused. “Mother what are you saying?” [redacted] questioned as he tried to hold your hand, but you pulled your arm away. “I said get out.” You looked between both your sons. In two weeks, you had never felt so energetic, so healthy. Ciel stood up. “I said I was sorry, you know I don’t like hurting you, but you brought it onto yourself.” You cringed at his manipulation tactic; your other son stood up as well. “I don’t care! Just leave me alone!” This was the loudest you had been all week; your voice was trembling and it cracked the harder you screamed. “But mama—” You pushed your youngest son from the position you were in, he didn’t budge a bit, but the message was clear. “Out!” Ciel pursed his lips before walking to the door, his brother looking at you with a pained expression, but upon meeting your fire filled eyes, he went after Ciel and left you alone in the room. You balled your hands into fists, you had to take your anger out on something. In the corner of your eyes, you saw the tray with freshly baked bread and steaming soup still resting in the same spot. Without even a second thought, you grabbed the tray and with all your might, you threw it against the door. The soup splashed onto the door, the tray making an awful lot of sound when it made contact with the wood. The bread landed on the floor with a soft thud. Your breathing was heavy as you sat there on the bed, adrenaline slowly leaving you and exhaustion slowly taking over you body. You were still leaning a bit to the left from throwing the tray. Your limbs became heavier and heavier, but instead of falling onto the bed, you fell to the left and onto the floor. You couldn’t even get your body to move as you let out a pained groan. You were so so tired. You had been prisoner for too long, it was finally time for you to let yourself be free. You vaguely registered your husband bursting through the door, looking around the room before seeing you sprawled out on the floor. He was yelling something, but you had no idea what. You saw your sons’ standing behind him. One was crying, one was staring at your limp body with horror in his eyes. Vincent was cradling you into his arms. You looked at his mouth, it kept making the same movements, as if he was calling out a name. Was it yours? You didn’t know. Everything around you became blurry as the only thing you felt was your heartbeat slowly decreasing. It didn’t hurt as much as you thought it would. You focused on the ceiling above you, drowning out the scene around you. A small smile crept up your lips as you finally felt at peace, accepting your death with open arms, but right before you closed your eyes, you felt someone pick you up, was Vincent carrying you? You let your head roll to the side to look at the person holding you. Panic shot through your system once again as you saw the face of the man who held you. Green eyes pierced through your [E/C] ones. The scar that crossed his features giving away his identity immediately.

Vincent wasn’t going to let you rest just yet.

[fancyfeathers]

Content Warning: yandere content, period sexism, implied r*pe/noncon

Fancy and I were watching Queen Charolette tonight and they mentioned the main Bridgerton show with season one with Daphne and Simon.

Vincent Phantomhive would be the type to get his darling to agree to a ruse, pretending to be in a fake courting with him during the aristocracy’s marriage season to make her look desirable to suitors and him unavailable, but this was a trick all along. He does all of this to gain her trust, her friendship, making her feel safe around him.

She will be on his arm sometimes at balls, picnics, and parties, chatting and laughing as if they were already married. Then she will be asked by another suitor if he can steal her away for a while and the answer is always yes but the hesitation becomes clearer and clearer as the ruse goes on. The only reason Vincent lets her go so willingly is because he knows that she will be his in the end, that is until an actual threat comes into the picture…

A prince, an actual prince, sure he is not from England and was born abroad but such a person cannot be ignored, after all what is an Earl to the title of a Prince?

Vincent tries to tell himself that he is not a threat until the signs become to clear to ignore, the necklace the other suitor gave her, the way he, a prince, knelt before her to pick up her fan that his darling had dropped on the floor, the discussions he had with his darling’s mama and elder brother, it is all too obvious now.

When the party comes along where Vincent believes the Price will propose and Vincent sees his darling chatting and laughing while hanging on the arm of the Prince as if they were already married, just like she used to do when with him. Vincent help but let the jealousy build up in his chest. Then he approaches his darling ever so sweetly and asks her if she would like to join him for a stroll in the garden and she has no reason to refuse the man who has become such a dear friend, but the thing about the garden is that no one can hear by her scream…

The next thing is that her courtship with the Prince is called off and she is engaged to be married to the Earl Vincent Phantomhive as to not marry him would be a scandal on her family as she is without her virtue and with his child, or rather children, two twin boys.

[blues824]

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.

[syerra-637]

Old masterlist

The writings are really bad, forgive me. In all honesty I thought about deleting them or at least putting them in private, but there are people who liked them and reblogged them so I tried to put things into perspective and tell myself that I have still evolved and that these are a trace of my evolution.

Twisted wonderland

Floyd Leech general headcanon (male reader)

Yandere Rook with an s/o who think they're ugly

When the dream ended (drabble of king Malleus)

How they help you to study (dorm leader)

Rough day (Leona, Lilia, Malleus, Jade and Floyd)

Hug with octavinel trio

Y/n is interest by dragons

Vil with a tomboy s/o

Yandere!Vil and Yandere!Rook with a beautiful s/o

Firefly's glow: a nighttime tale (Malleus Draconia)

Vil's little sister being in a relationships with Idia

Taking care of their sick!s/o (Azul + Ruggie)

Their girlfriend snuck into their bed overnight (Kalim, Malleus, Riddle, Floyd)

You slap Leona's ass | Pt2 (Crowley and Crewel's pov)

Idia with a chubby s/o

Watch a Disney movie with him (Leona, Azul and Leona)

Watching an horror movie (Vil + Jamil)

Black butler

Meeting Vincent Phantomhive

Hunter x Hunter God these are particularly bad

Shooting stars (drabble with Killua)

Alluka's lover Pt1 | Pt2 (Alluka and reader have the same age)

Vinland Saga

The secret of destiny (canute x mysterious!fem reader)

General headcanon for Thorfinn

Jujutsu Kaisen

His queen (drabble: sukuna and his wife) | Cherry Blossoms (Pt2 of his queen)

Baki

Biscuit Oliva general headcanon

Spy x Family

Forger family's general headcanon (platonic, reader is an another child in the family)

Yuri and an affectionate s/o

Having an argument about one of your coworker (Jealous!Yuri Briar)

Ghibli studio

Howl's jealously headcanon

Disney

Denahi general headcanon

Kuzco general headcanon

Jealous Kuzco headcanon

Kuzco with a strong s/o

Kuzco with a protective s/o

Camilo Madrigal and fem s/o (drabble)

My oc

Obsessed yandere ceo | Original idea

Yandere actor

[ciciyup]

𝕭𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝕭𝖚𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

(still working/not finished)

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Snake

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Phantomhive Manor

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Time Traveling

──୨ৎ── "Letter To My 13 Year Old Self" [one shot]

──୨ৎ── "Your Hands Are Cold" [one shot]

──୨ৎ── "Summer" [one shot, smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Finnian

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Phantomhive Manor

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Time Traveling

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Ciel Phantomhive

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Phantomhive Manor

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Time Traveling

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Sebastian Michaelis

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Phantomhive Manor

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Time Traveling

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Vincent Phantomhive

──୨ৎ── "The Maid" [one shot, smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Charles Grey

──୨ৎ── Yandere Charles Grey Headcanons [smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Lau

──୨ৎ── Yandere Lau Headcanons [smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

[animeyanderetalker]

GIRL HAVE YOU SEEN VINCENT PHANTOMHIVE

the black butler art style never failed to deliver

I'm no homewrecker, so I have an idea with platonic yandere him and fem noble reader. If he's the queen's watchdog, imagine if she's legally his partner in crime being the queen's owl. If Vincent's job is to actually do dirty work, reader 'hunts' and informs him.

I feel like this relationship will be toxic toxic with both of you using and manipulating each other?? Because out of all aristocrats you're the only one who can read him and vice versa.

I am most definitely a homewrecker when it comes to fictional characters but to each their own. I’m a big fan of manipulative Yanderes because they have a very special allure which is why I find it especially intriguing if they’re paired with a reader that is also extremely cunning. Honestly, both of you are aware of the way you are trying to manipulate each other but Vincent and you would probably treat it like a game more than anything.