that-onewriter
You were once someone who would laugh at the one bozo in seven hundred thousand that got struck by lightning... Except now, you are that bozo. Add to that the fact that you get thrown back into time where the comfy dungeon you're stuck in is visited by a certain earl and his butler, and the Queen of England decides they're the only ones fit to babysit you, makes your bad luck like a nice little sundae on a good ole rainy Sunday. Oh yeah, almost forgot to mention that you happen to fall in love with the sinfully beautiful butler and accidentally earn the affections of others along the way; hey, just think of it as the cherry on top of your very unlucky sundae,
(Reader X Various) (Reader x Sebastian, more specifically) I feel obligated to inform you that you do have a little bit of a potty mouth in this story, so, you've been warned.