That Butler, Isekaid (Modern!Reader Insert)

That Butler; Noise

[A/N; Your arrival in the 1800 ain't that bad...]

...It seemed like yet another mundane day for you, rain was trickling down the window pane. The glass fogged and blurred by the crystal droplets, your phone reading 12:25, must've

missed lunch. Oh well, doesn't matter, you'll just grab something from the fridge later. You'd been cleaning up your room a bit, it's been a while since you've done a deep clean after all. Among the many clothes, trinkets, and what not. You discover an old manga series you had been immersed with for a long while. Black Butler, it was about this kid Ciel Phantomhive, the young Earl of Phantomhive serving as the Queen's Watchdog. He is tasked with solving crimes in the underworld of Victorian-era London. Ciel has formed a contract with demon Sebastian Michaelis, who disguises himself as his butler, to seek revenge on those who tortured him and murdered his parents. In exchange for his services, Sebastian will be allowed to consume Ciel's soul

The series is still ongoing if you remember correctly, the last you've read was already around the Blue Revenge arc? Either way, it truly brings back memories. So you decide to grab the first volume, thinking you can reread it a little. But as soon as you open the book, thunder claps loudly and there's a flash of bright, blinding light that causes you to close your eyes and stumble backwards

You're falling...

Falling...

Falling-

After falling for about a minute, you drop unceremoniously onto the floor. The fall causing the wind to get knocked out of your poor lungs. You groan from the pain, but that hasn't been the worst fall you've taken. So after sitting up, you open your eyes and are met with a pair(?) of strangely familiar eyes staring down at you... Wait they- No no, nope! They're probably cosplayers, yeah! That must be it! But... This isn't your room, nor is this your house, and most definitely-this is NOT. YOUR. WORLD....

"NANI THE FUCK?!?!?"

You scream, shocking both Ciel and Sebastian in the process. As you crawl backwards and stare at them trying to figure out how all of this is happening. Okay, rewind! You were cleaning your room, you opened the manga, thunder, and then BAM! Here we are... THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY LOGICAL SENSE!!!

"Um... I- uh.. This is probably really weird and shit- But uh.. Well- You see, Um.. I'm just as confused about how I got here... I mean you guys are too, I literally popped outta nowhere into existance...?"

You try to form words, struggling to find some way to explain how you literally just fell into existence in front of the main characters of the manga you were supposed to NORMALLY reread. The Earl and demon looking at you warily, Sebastian watching you move with the most caution, lest you harm his master somehow. Though as far as the demon can sense, you pose no real threat. And Ciel with obvious confusion, as he inspects your clothes with a slight blush on his cheeks

Sure enough, without even doing much you already look 'alien' to these two. Well, this is set in the Victorian era. Where everyone had more layers to their clothes than you can physically count. And damn sure your current look is as odd as it gets. You were in your comfy, 'lazy day' fit. A pair of white fluffy short shorts, and a fluffy cardigan. Yeah, no, the looks are understandable. Especially the way the two males avoid looking anywhere but your face. Wow, such gentlemen...

"Yeah, my fit- I mean, clothes! Probably look totally weird, I'll explain that later along with other stuff, but uh... Mind giving me the date so I can make sure nothing freakish- or worse? Happens..?"

Ciel Phantomhive raises an eyebrow, clearly skeptical of your sudden appearance. He adjusts his eye patch and gives you a scrutinizing look before answering, "The date, you say? It is currently the 26th of February, in the year 1888. Why do you need to know the date of all things?"