You arrive at the Phantomhive manor as a new maid, stepping into a household of strict order, strange personalities, and quiet unease. The servants welcome you in, but it’s the head butler, Sebastian Michaelis, who unsettles you most—flawless, composed, and watching far too closely. In a place where nothing feels accidental, you begin to wonder what the manor is really hiding… and why you were truly brought here.
Destiny quickly becomes the heart of the Phantomhive Manor. Mey-Rin loves dressing her and fixing her dark hair, although most hairstyles disappear within minutes because Destiny dislikes having ribbons near her face. “Look at you!” Mey-Rin gushes after placing a large pink bow on Destiny’s head. “You look adorable!” Destiny reaches up and pulls the bow free. “No.” Mey-Rin’s shoulders fall. “You don’t like it?” Destiny examines the ribbon before placing it on Mey-Rin’s head instead. “Pretty Mey.” Mey-Rin immediately bursts into tears. “She called me pretty!” Bard attempts to cook meals for her, but Sebastian quickly puts an end to that after discovering him approaching Destiny’s porridge with a flamethrower. “It cooks faster!” Bard argues. “She is a child, not a battlefield,” Sebastian answers. Finny becomes Destiny’s favorite playmate. He carries her through the gardens, picks flowers for her, and allows her to sit on his shoulders. Pluto becomes especially attached to her. Despite his wild nature, he remains perfectly still whenever Destiny climbs onto his back. “Sit, Puto,” she orders. Pluto immediately sits. Finny stares in amazement. “He never listens to me that quickly!” Destiny pats Pluto’s head. “Good puppy.” Pluto’s tail begins wagging hard enough to knock over several flowerpots. Ciel pretends to be annoyed by Destiny’s presence, but he has a small table placed inside his study so she can remain beside him while he works. One afternoon, he watches her scribbling across a piece of paper. “What are you doing?” “Work.” “That does not look like work.” Destiny frowns at him. “’Portant.” “Important?” She nods. “Very ’portant.” When she finishes, she carries the drawing to his desk. It shows a small blue figure standing beside a tall black figure. A tiny figure with red eyes stands between them, holding both their hands. Ciel examines it silently. “Ce-Ce, Papa, Des’ny,” she explains. Sebastian enters with the afternoon tea.
Sebastian has broken into the backyard of your manor. There had been cases of missing children swarming around, and his master, Ciel Phantomhive, ordered him to investigate. His main suspect is you, and therefore he decided to intrude into your home. He has been caught by you however, and now he is trying to seduce you for information. He is a demon after all, he knows human temptation inside and out.
follows the adventures of Earl Ciel Phantomhive as he, with his faithful demon servant Sebastian Michaelis, carries out missions under the banner of the Queen's Watchdog, all the while seeking revenge on those who made him and his family suffer — at the cost of his soul.
ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴏғ ᴀ ʙᴜᴛʟᴇʀ ミミ◦❧◦°˚°◦.¸¸◦°´*•.¸¸.•*´°◦¸¸.◦°˚°◦☙◦彡彡 You've made a contract with a demon for exchange of your soul. Aka the anime Black butler also known as Kuroshitsuji. Enjoy.
A paranormal investigation meant to prove demons aren't real accidentally summons one. Sebastian Michaelis has spent centuries in Hell after claiming Ciel Phantomhive's soul. Now, in 2026, he's been dragged back to Earth by a human who never intended to summon anything at all. Unfortunately for her, Sebastian has no intention of leaving empty-handed. He wants her soul. And without a contract, he'll have to make her give it to him.
In late 19th century, Victorian England, you were sent down to the earth by God himself to watch over a little, ridiculously wealthy boy named Ciel Phantomhive. After putting up an extravagant first impression, you got hired to be a butler in his manor. Now at his front door, you were greeted by the main butler of the estate. Sebastian Michaelis. Face to face with him, now you finally understand why you were sent down to protect him. You immediately knew that this man was a demon in disguise.
(based on the Go-Ji-Ra TikTok trend) Y/n was left on the doorstep of a church, their supernatural abilities and slight odd look made the priests think they were a divine being. For years the church worshipped y/n with no issues, new followers joining every day. A murder happened nearby the church and now Ciel and Sebastian are in town for a few weeks, if not months. Of course they’re investigating the church after hearing all the tales, their killer most likely being there.
Sebastian Michaelis had spent three years believing his wife was gone. After forming his contract with Ciel Phantomhive, Sebastian was forced to separate from Destiny, the demon he had loved for centuries. They had sworn that once Ciel’s revenge was complete, they would reunite. But only two months into their separation, Sebastian’s connection to Destiny suddenly disappeared. He searched for her whenever his duties permitted, yet he found no trace of her—until Alois Trancy invited the Phantomhive household to an extravagant gala. There, dressed in the uniform of a Trancy maid, was Destiny. The moment Sebastian recognized his wife, his normally flawless composure shattered. He crossed the ballroom without waiting for Ciel’s permission and caught Destiny by her arms. “Destiny?” Her eyes filled with tears. “Sebastian…” His gloved hand rose to her cheek. “You’re alive.” “I never stopped waiting for you.” Before Sebastian could embrace her, Alois stepped forward and revealed the crimson-black collar sealed around Destiny’s throat. The enchanted collar suppressed her demonic powers and forced her to obey every command Alois gave. “I do hope you like what I’ve done with your wife,” Alois taunted. The candles throughout the ballroom extinguished as Sebastian’s eyes glowed in the darkness. “You have made a most regrettable mistake.” Sebastian attempted to take Destiny away immediately, but Alois ordered her to remain at his side. The collar activated, dragging Destiny from her husband’s arms and forcing her to kneel beside Alois. “Destiny,” Sebastian commanded softly, “come to me.” She tried. The collar tightened until blood appeared beneath it. “I can’t,” she gasped. “I’m sorry.” Sebastian took a threatening step forward, but Claude blocked his path. “Removing the collar by force will destroy her soul,” Claude warned. “Then you will tell me how to remove it safely.” “No.” Sebastian smiled coldly. “I wasn’t making a request.”
As a man who had been in the presence of death for centuries, the Undertaker knew how to recognize the different forms of grief when people came before him. But based on his years of experience, the noble woman standing before him showed no signs of grief. After all, in those days, a widow was better off than a divorced woman. So that intrigued him.
Destiny Phantomhive is Ciel Phantomhive’s twin sister and his equal in nearly every way. When it comes to business, Destiny is every bit as serious, intelligent, and intimidating as Ciel. The twins can sit side by side during meetings and make grown aristocrats nervous with nothing more than matching expressions. “Your proposal is unacceptable,” Ciel said. Destiny calmly turned the page in front of her. “And insulting,” she added. “Did you truly believe neither of us would notice the missing twenty percent?” The businessman swallowed. “I-I can explain—” “No,” the twins answered simultaneously. Sebastian smiled behind Ciel. Layla smiled behind Destiny. The meeting ended shortly afterward. But while Destiny may resemble her brother during business, her private life is something else entirely. Especially because she has a secret boyfriend. A very wealthy, very generous boyfriend. Nobody knows who he is. The servants only know that Destiny is constantly receiving flowers, jewelry, dresses, chocolates, books, and other expensive presents from a mysterious man. Eventually, Finny gives the stranger a nickname. Destiny’s sugar daddy. “Another necklace?!” Mey-Rin exclaimed. Destiny stared at the velvet box. “I told him to stop buying me jewelry.” Bard snorted. “Clearly working well.” Finny grinned. “Your sugar daddy really likes you!” “Please stop calling him that.” “But is he?” Destiny hesitated. “…Technically?” Ciel nearly spat out his tea. “TECHNICALLY?!” The truth is far more scandalous than anyone realizes. Destiny’s mysterious benefactor is Sebastian Michaelis. Her twin brother’s butler. On Sebastian’s working days, Destiny and Sebastian behave as though there is absolutely nothing between them. “Your tea, Lady Destiny.” “Thank you, Sebastian.” “Will there be anything else?” “No.” Their fingers briefly touch when he hands her the cup. Neither reacts.
For years, Sebastian Michaelis served twenty-four-year-old Ciel Phantomhive as his flawless demon butler. He obeyed every command, anticipated every danger, and never revealed anything about his existence before their contract. Nobody—not Ciel, Elizabeth, Alois, Claude, Grell, Undertaker, or the Phantomhive servants—knew that Sebastian had a wife. Destiny Michaelis was a beautiful and dangerously powerful demon with long black-brown hair, hazel-green eyes, a curvy figure, and crimson demonic markings hidden beneath her clothes. She had been married to Sebastian for centuries, and she was currently six months pregnant with their first child. Sebastian had been beside her when Ciel’s desperate summoning abruptly pulled him into the human world. He never had the opportunity to explain where he had gone, and the binding contract prevented him from returning home. Destiny waited for months, believing her husband would eventually find a way back to her. But as her pregnancy progressed and Sebastian remained absent, her concern transformed into fury. She followed his demonic essence directly to the Phantomhive estate. One stormy evening, Ciel, Elizabeth, Alois, Claude, Grell, and Undertaker were gathered in the drawing room when the manor’s candles suddenly extinguished. Shadows slithered along the walls, and a powerful demonic presence shook the entire building. Sebastian went completely still. Ciel immediately noticed. “Sebastian,” Ciel said sharply. “What is it?” Before Sebastian could answer, the front doors flew open. Destiny stood in the entrance wearing an elegant crimson-and-black gown that hugged her pregnant stomach. Rainwater clung to her dark hair, rubies gleamed around her throat, and her hazel-green eyes burned with supernatural anger. Her attention immediately settled upon Sebastian. “Sebastian Michaelis.” The demon butler’s perfect composure shattered. “Destiny?” Everyone looked between them in confusion.
As Destiny and Sebastian investigate the Eden Society, their marriage becomes the center of a supernatural conspiracy. Someone is attempting to create an artificial demon capable of consuming souls without forming contracts—and they require blood from Sebastian’s true form and the death energy within Destiny to complete it. Destiny must work beside Ciel despite distrusting his control over her husband. Over time, she becomes fiercely protective of the young earl, although she disguises her affection through threats, sarcasm, and secretly leaving enchanted knives beneath his pillow. Sebastian’s perfect composure also begins to slip. He becomes openly possessive whenever Undertaker teases Destiny, irritated when Grell calls her “a gothic goddess,” and merciless toward anyone who touches the red wedding mark on her thigh. Their greatest enemy eventually reveals that Sebastian’s contract with Ciel contains a hidden condition: when Sebastian consumes Ciel’s soul, Destiny will be dragged back to the Grim Reaper Dispatch and executed for desertion. For the first time, Sebastian must choose between completing a contract—and protecting the only soul he has ever refused to devour. When Destiny offers to surrender herself to save him, Sebastian reveals his terrifying true form and places her upon his throne of shadows. “I existed for centuries before I met you,” he tells her, his skeletal hand holding her with impossible gentleness. “Do not mistake existence for living.” Destiny touches the face beneath his skull-like mask. “And if Hell itself comes to separate us?” Sebastian’s snakes coil protectively around them as his crimson eyes ignite. “Then Hell will learn why demons pray that I remain a butler.”