#Basically his servants.

[estellardreams]

Sonic AU idea brewing...

Everyone is already miserable help-

[frownyalfred]

okay but what if Pennywaynes happened BUT to Martha and Thomas it really just was casual sex and Alfred was slowly falling in love with them and they were the ones who didn't want their relationship to leave the bedroom but then evidence comes out (either to the press, the gossip circuit in Gotham, or just to Bruce, later on in life) that they were all together and everyone just assumes it was some sort of star crossed polycule where they were all quietly, desperately in love with each other and the only reason they couldn't be public with it was the outside world? what if Alfred has to sit there and try to dredge up the strength to tell Bruce that his parents never loved Alfred, not that way, even though it looks like that? that he was the one who got his heart broken twice over? that he wasn't much more than a servant to them, at most a willing sex partner, at worst a third element in the mix of Thomas and Martha's marriage?

[nice1cream]

Friendly reminder that Jekyll's butler saw Mr Edward Hyde one morning, merrily strolling out of Jekyll's bedroom, dressed in Jekyll's clothes...

[callmefaceache]

Cinderella? Cinderfella? Nah- ChamberPot.

[oceansubconscious]

If there were no demons, and yet Vergil was one of many trafficked humans sold to Mundus...

or, a poem I wrote about a DMC au I'll never write.

read this direction —>

[nami-moittli]

I think you like Leah

…A little

[hisbutler-problematic]

the thing about ciel is he is an awful little boy but he does NOT raise his voice, so any time it actually happens, people get surprised

love that

he said sebastian and i will have a relationship based on bullying each other and generally being awful but i will NOT raise my voice

ciel: [yells] sebastian: Oh We’re Serious

[hemo--goblins]

though you resent your cage, you cannot imagine a freedom without walls.

[melonisopod]

Fate actually popped off with the shared dreams and memories I think. That the Master-Servant contract can mean not just having a fancy ghost who fights for you but that sometimes you can look into their mind, their dreams, their nightmares, you can see the things they saw that no one else understood.

[after-witch]

another smiling man servant imagine because I have no self control

Oh, to be someone who got roped into a deal with the smiling man that makes you his servant on the "sunny side" of the world for an indefinite period of time, in exchange for getting exactly what you wanted so desperately.

And to be called upon to do awful things. Like ensuring people get trapped, and you know what awaits them... (and you, too, down the line): in the end, their souls crunching like stale, dried out corn husks between the Hound's teeth.

But you do it, because you made your bargain, and you don't want to let go of your greatest desire even though it's rotting you from the inside out to do these awful things.

You get used to the idea that you're a terrible person. It's the only way you can keep moving forward.

The smiling man is still terrifying. But over time, you get used to it... sort of. He never shows up without scaring you--it amuses him, you think, to frighten you out of your wits now and then. But he's not outright nasty towards you; he's polite, all things considered. Even gave you a handkerchief the first time you broke down sobbing after delivering a group of innocent bystanders to him.

But one day, you meet someone. Someone kind and thoughtful and understanding and compassionate, all these things you've long since stopped believing you could ever be again.

Someone who looks at you and doesn't see a monster, someone who--in response to your vague, bitter comments about being a shit person--takes your hands in theirs and says that they think you are better than you realize, that you can always become a better person in the future, that whatever you did in the past doesn't matter now, that they see the real you and love you for it.

And you fall for them, hard. Harder than you ought to, considering. Hard enough that you worry that the smiling man will target them, so you hide them as best you can.

You don't keep photographs of them out. The clothes they keep at your place get tucked carefully in a specific drawer in the closet--you told your partner it was because of your obsession with neatness, and they didn't argue. No trace of them where you live, because you're so afraid.

But you slip up.

Because you're in love, and people who are in love sometimes do foolish things.

Like wear your engagement ring the day after they proposed, too high from the proposal to consider tucking it away, or to think about what you'll do when you're living together and the smiling man pops in.

The smiling man does pop in, when you're admiring the ring in the mirror as you get ready for work.

He hones in on it, immediately.

It's the first time he's touched you--he grabs your hand and holds it in a warm, perfectly ordinary grip. Slips it off your finger like it's nothing.

And he doesn't love you. He couldn't, really. He is, perhaps, a bit fond of you--you make good conversation. You're not too awful at chess.

It's not love that makes him snap his fingers and erase the ring from existence. It's possession.

Because you're his to keep, not anyone else's--certainly not someone who thinks they're going to join with you eternally, when you've already made your bargain with him.

As the Hound said--"What he has, he holds."

Even you.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

niku put . forbidden thoughts in my brain

[gideonisms]

See I think if I'd been born a guy I wouldn't be this pathologically avoidant trying to plan my career because there are plenty of situations you can find as a cis man where you just Do Tasks in awkward silence and you can get to those as a woman but you have to go through the rings of hell socializing first and then besides, a lot of those jobs already have so many men that you stand out when the whole point was you Don't want to do that

[darabeatha]

@iappearmissing replied ; as a little treat im gonna take him to Actual Hell

NO- NO NO NO! DONT BRING HIM BACK TO THOSE DARK WOODS!!! TO THE REALM OF MALICE AND FRAUD!! OF BESTIAL APPETITES!!! HE'S SEEN ENOUGH OF THAT NIGHTMARISH PLACE!!

unless....

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would you.... 👉👈🥺 Would you guide him then― hand in hand........ I mean; it's very dark and scary....... and depressing. But that's beside the point―

[adevilyouknow]

I suppose I should say this now - But in terms to characters associated with the House of Hope (Hope, Korrilla, Haarlep, etc), Raphael views them more akin to hired help or property unless or until proper connections/development has been established. I will not assume nor 'jump' into specific dynamics and for all intents and purposes with muses not affiliated with the House of Hope and for such threads, this is how Raphael will act if these characters are brought up. He has no genuine attachment to anyone and the main reason he'd be pissed off if you killed any of them is due to, well. You took something of his. You broke his toy. He's mad about that.

I just personally do not see Raphael having genuine attachments or care to those within the House of Hope as it stands, though this is perfectly capable of change should that occur.

[xieliansbignaturals]

Happy sigh... Fenglian <3

[quil12]

I'm literally at the point where I have to give myself a mental slap on the wrist at the thought of starting a new fic lmao