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Ciel Phantomhive [Give]
"I have nothing to give." The expressionless boy said blankly, staring at the girl across the park. His mischievous butler smirked down at his master. Ciel Phantomhive, had a crush on a girl the same age as him, (Y/N) (L/N). Even the slightest mention of the girl made his heart pound as he thought of what could be. A blossoming relationship, something he never believed of. Yet, this girl (H/C)-haired girl stuck a new kind of hope in his heart, causing a slight distaste for demonic butler, Sebastian.
Of course, he and the girl had met many times before, this wasn't love at first sight. At first sight, he didn't seem to care for her. But out on a daily stroll through the park of London, he caught her. Standing at the water fountain, with her basket, holding beautiful white roses; his favourite. She sold them to the public of London, for a pound per rose. Each day, the earl would go up to her and buy one of her beautiful roses. She'd give it to him with a smile, taking the sterling in return. She always had something to give, but Ciel would just give her a cold look. "Have a wonderful day!" She would call as he walked away, and he wouldn't reply.
I should've kicked myself for all those times I was rude to her, the boy thought, looking down at the stone-brick pavement. This is what you could call love. He had to have her, he wanted her, he-, "I need her." He muttered to himself, and the demon's ears perked, "Would you like me to kidnap her, young master?" Sebastian asked with a chuckle. Ciel shook his head, "She'd never love me if I did. I may like her, but do not take me to be a fool, Sebastian." Sebastian bowed his head at the lord, "Forgive me, master, do not take my words in a harsh way."
Ciel waved him off as he saw (Y/N) approaching, with her usual bright smile and basket of roses. She waved to him as she came closer, "Good day, Earl Phantomhive, how are you doing?" Ciel turned his head to the side, so she would see the light blush appearing on his face. "Fine, thank you, Lady (Y/N)." He said to her, not looking her. He heard some rustling and felt something placed in his hair. He turned back to her, reaching his hand up to find (Y/N) had placed a rose in his hair.
His blush grew deeper as she giggled. "Sebastian," Ciel sighed, "Pay her." (Y/N) stopped Sebastian, "I want something different from you, Earl Phantomhive." She said, smirking. He frowned, "And what possibly could that be, I have nothing else to gi-!" He was cut off by (Y/N) slamming her lips onto Ciel's. She pulled away after a moment, smiling. "I'll take that as your payment, my lord." She stood back, and turned beginning to leave when Ciel stopped her. All the feelings had been spilled and she had nothing to hide from that boy she liked with her whole heart.
He stood up, grabbing her waist and kissed her sweetly. (Y/N) happily kissed back, wrapping one of her arms around his neck, while the other held the wooden basket. When they parted, the usually cold nobleman Ciel Phantomhive was smiling. "Earl-" Ciel cut her off, "Ciel. Just call me Ciel, (Y/N)." (Y/N) giggled and leaned her forehead against his, "I hope you don't mind when I say, that I've fallen in love with you, Ciel Phantomhive." Ciel chuckled, "I've fallen in love with you too, (Y/N) (L/N)."
Fin.
"I have nothing to give." The expressionless boy said blankly, staring at the girl across the park. His mischievous butler smirked down at his master. Ciel Phantomhive, had a crush on a girl the same age as him, (Y/N) (L/N). Even the slightest mention of the girl made his heart pound as he thought of what could be. A blossoming relationship, something he never believed of. Yet, this girl (H/C)-haired girl stuck a new kind of hope in his heart, causing a slight distaste for demonic butler, Sebastian.
Of course, he and the girl had met many times before, this wasn't love at first sight. At first sight, he didn't seem to care for her. But out on a daily stroll through the park of London, he caught her. Standing at the water fountain, with her basket, holding beautiful white roses; his favourite. She sold them to the public of London, for a pound per rose. Each day, the earl would go up to her and buy one of her beautiful roses. She'd give it to him with a smile, taking the sterling in return. She always had something to give, but Ciel would just give her a cold look. "Have a wonderful day!" She would call as he walked away, and he wouldn't reply.
I should've kicked myself for all those times I was rude to her, the boy thought, looking down at the stone-brick pavement. This is what you could call love. He had to have her, he wanted her, he-, "I need her." He muttered to himself, and the demon's ears perked, "Would you like me to kidnap her, young master?" Sebastian asked with a chuckle. Ciel shook his head, "She'd never love me if I did. I may like her, but do not take me to be a fool, Sebastian." Sebastian bowed his head at the lord, "Forgive me, master, do not take my words in a harsh way."
Ciel waved him off as he saw (Y/N) approaching, with her usual bright smile and basket of roses. She waved to him as she came closer, "Good day, Earl Phantomhive, how are you doing?" Ciel turned his head to the side, so she would see the light blush appearing on his face. "Fine, thank you, Lady (Y/N)." He said to her, not looking her. He heard some rustling and felt something placed in his hair. He turned back to her, reaching his hand up to find (Y/N) had placed a rose in his hair.
His blush grew deeper as she giggled. "Sebastian," Ciel sighed, "Pay her." (Y/N) stopped Sebastian, "I want something different from you, Earl Phantomhive." She said, smirking. He frowned, "And what possibly could that be, I have nothing else to gi-!" He was cut off by (Y/N) slamming her lips onto Ciel's. She pulled away after a moment, smiling. "I'll take that as your payment, my lord." She stood back, and turned beginning to leave when Ciel stopped her. All the feelings had been spilled and she had nothing to hide from that boy she liked with her whole heart.
He stood up, grabbing her waist and kissed her sweetly. (Y/N) happily kissed back, wrapping one of her arms around his neck, while the other held the wooden basket. When they parted, the usually cold nobleman Ciel Phantomhive was smiling. "Earl-" Ciel cut her off, "Ciel. Just call me Ciel, (Y/N)." (Y/N) giggled and leaned her forehead against his, "I hope you don't mind when I say, that I've fallen in love with you, Ciel Phantomhive." Ciel chuckled, "I've fallen in love with you too, (Y/N) (L/N)."
Fin.
Literature
Ciel Phantomhive x Reader: Anything For You
*Note* You are a maid at Earl Trancy's mansion
Working for Earl Trancy was rather hard. He was a rather odd man who kept young boys in the basement, and me and the other maids had to take care for them. I was only eleven when his favorite boy, Jim Macken barged into the small room I shared with another maid named Hannah Anafeloz.
"You, _______, Hannah." says the boy
"What is it Jim?"
"The master is dead. I will now go by the name Alois Trancy. Tell all the other maids that everyone must be freed and you all need to take your belongings and get out." He slams the door and starts to shout at his butler Claude.
"Hannah, we are free! We can go
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Ciel X Reader Please Stay
"Young Master, I have brought you your afternoon tea. I have also welcomed our guest and showed her to her room."
"I see. How long will she be staying? She never told me exactly when she was leaving."
"She is staying for three days."
"She's not staying for the holidays? I thought her family was dead."
"They are sir, but she still has a business to run."
"I see."
"Would you like anything else, young master?"
"No, you are dismissed. Go see to our guest's need."
"Very well."
-X-
"(Y/n), We love you!" You smiled up at your parents. Both of them were sick, but only with a minor cold. Or that was wha
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Yandere!Ciel x Reader [3]
(Y/N)'s Pov:
I woke up and realised that I was huging someone. I took a closer look at the person I was hugging and realised that it was Ciel Phantomhive! I jumped out of the bed in surprise..I fell on the floor and hoped that he wouldn't wake up.Ugh..I don't like this situation..Also..I wonder if my family forgot about me or not...
3rd person's POV:
Ciel woke up and when he realised that (Y/N) had left he got angry. He picked up a knife and went to look for (Y/N).
(Y/N)'s Pov:
I was running around in this big mansion.It was like a labyrinth!..Some rooms were locked.I went to the kitchen.Maybe I could hide there or find something to help me
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looked at the word warning! Once there was a little girl called
Clarissa, she was ten-years-old and she lived in a mental hospital,
because she killed her mom and her dad. She got so bad she went to kill
all the staff in the hospital so the More-government decided that best
idea was to get rid of her so they set up a special room to kill her, as
humane as possible but it went wrong the machine they were using went
wrong. And she sat there in agony for hours until she died. Now every
week on the day of her death she returns to the person that reads this
letter, on a Monday night at 12:00 a.m. She creeps into your room and
kills you slowly, by cutting you and watching you bleed to death. Now
send this to ten other pictures on this one site, and she will haunt
someone else who doesn't. This isn't fake. apparently, if you copy and
paste this to ten comments in the next ten minutes you will have the
best day of your life tomorrow.You will either get kissed or asked out,
if you break this chain u will see a little dead girl in you