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If Jooster met without the social and financial implication, i.e. they're both servants, or gentlemen, do you believe they would still fall in love or is their relationship at leas partially due to their circumstances?
anon im obsessed with you. im obsessed with this.
TLDR they'd fall in love in every universe with every set of circumstances.
girlfail 4 girlboss is true no matter what social status they hold
heres what im thinking... (in mini, first meeting fic form)
Both servants AU:
Bertie and the Knight
I like to think of myself as a man of many capabilities, an iron will, a strength of character, an indomitable whatsit, a certain affability, a certain wit, irrespective of my Aunt's remarks on that matter. I may not be the most organized chap, nor the most tidy or capable of ironing, but I hardly see folding socks as being the measure of a man, what?
My employers seemed to hold a different opinion on the subject, though they often relied upon me for my quick-thinkedness, not that I had proven myself to be entirely reliable when fishing one out of the soup... I'll admit I often found myself in the reverse position, my employer pulling me out of some scheme or another gone pear-shaped...
One occasion left my employer, a Mr. Halloway, relying on his manservant, that is to say myself, to preform a scheme of his own invention, and he made it clear as... well something that is really quite clear, that it is imperative that this remain top secret. And a dashed difficult secret to keep. You see the lieu of this scheme happened to be Lady Halloway's Manor, a family reunion was to take place on the premises at the same time as this plot and well... I rather quickly found myself in somewhat soupy waters...
I had found the teapot, an ironing board, a frying pan, a box of matches and a bed-sheet, but I must have been struck by the same affliction that makes my good friend Barmy the man that he is, well you see I forgot what to do with the blasted things!
Then, in my moment of hapless peril did a Knight in black and pinstripe offer rescue, seemingly materializing out of the air itself!
"Excuse me, Mr. Wooster, I couldn't help but observe that you seem to be having some trouble tying these sheets around this teapot. Should you be requiring assistance?" he inquired, voice low and smooth and eloquent as my ears have ever heard, and I have spent my years among the noblesse, I have heard eloquence!
"Ah! Er, I mean that is to say no! That is to say no thank you Mr..." I sputtered hopelessly. You see the man was quite tall, standing a few inches above my own head, which is, you'll note, some 6-and-something feet from the ground. I'll admit I felt rather dwarfed in that moment, not that I particularly disliked the hastened pumping feeling in my chest.
"Jeeves." said Jeeves.
"Jeeves, right, yes. You need not worry yourself, Mr. Jeeves, rest assured that the Wooster brain will be able to... wrap itself around this conundrum in some way or another, what?" I assured him, not so steely in my conviction as I would have hoped...
"Indeed, Mr. Wooster... Though may I inquire as to the purpose of this... endeavour?" he asked once more, taking a hesitant glance at the ensemble of disjunctive materials I had amassed for what purpose?
I must say, feeling this man, Jeeves, broad chested and fit as he was looming over myself... I'd be hard-pressed to remember my own name at a time like this.
"Ah... ha, right... er, no, thank you, I believe I'll just... oh, well you know how these things work themselves out, hey...?" I replied, more useless and brainless as I'd ever been, which, my Aunts would say, is quite impressive.
"Indeed, Mr. Wooster." he spoke, and I couldn't help but notice the slight upward twitch of his lips and the cool, all-knowing shimmer in his dark eyes.
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Both gentleman AU:
Where words fail, music speaks
I perused the hall upon entering it, greeting those I knew with idle pleasantries, introducing myself to those I did not. I mingled, engaged in topics of conversation far below my cognitive abilities though entertaining enough to stave off the urge to fabricate an explanation to excuse my early departure.
After some considerable time spent in placid conversation with distant acquaintances, I took notice of a man consorting among his companions by the grand piano. He appeared to be of the noblesse, although his attire denoted a certain unfamiliarity with appropriate dress for such an occasion, this demarked him from his associates who, to their credit, were composed marginally more suitably.
I parted ways with the gentleman with whom I'd been engaged in lacking conversation, on the premise of greeting an old friend who had newly arrived to the banquet. The man, chattering animatedly, took no notice of my approach as his hair, seemingly soft and almost buoyant, bounced atop his head as he spoke. His friends appeared off-put by my presence, one of them nudging him until he turned to face me.
"What ho!" the man greeted, his cheeriness alarming me somewhat as his wide eyes, the color of resplendent aventurine, seemed to beam brightly from within. "Bertram- Well, no, Bertie- yes Bertie Wooster." he added with a broad grin.
"Mr. Wooster..." I replied, temporarily at a loss for words as I met the man's extended hand with my own. His were cool, nimble, slender. I noted his fingertips on my hand, slightly calloused. I understood now why his party was huddled by the piano. "My name is Sir Reginald Jeeves."
"Oh, yes, well, good to meet you, Mr. Jeeves, rather... I say... You wouldn't happen to know who's bally shindig this would be, would you Jeeves?" he asked, leaning on the side of the pianoforte with a furrowed brow.
"I do believe the invitations were sent out on the part of a Sir Halloway, Mr. Wooster." I answered.
"And this Halloway fellow, I haven't had the pleasure as of yet, is he a... well is he a musical sort of chap?" Mr. Wooster inquired further, momentarily eyeing the instrument.
"It is my understanding that such is the case, Mr. Wooster."
"Oh, that is good news, eh, Jeeves? What is it that that Andersen johnny said about music. Something about words failing and so forth?" he asked, cheeks rosier with burgeoning excitement as his fingers seemed to play the notes on the piano's lid.
“Where words fail, music speaks.” I answered as he looked upon me with a kind of joyous gratitude I felt entirely undeserving to receive but grateful to witness.
"Truer words, what?"
"Indeed, Mr. Wooster..."
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kingkuru · 30 days
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Servant AU: Breaking In Basteta
Kitsune takes Basteta to bed, and she learns just how different it is to lay with a fellow titan.
Commission for @onelastfic
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dragonofthedepths · 2 years
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Power Structures 5.7.22
Emmet gets a call about Ingo, his brother has been found but it’s a bit more complicated than that. He’s been captured, beaten, and possibly forced into servitude by who ever had him.
When he sees Emmet, thank the everything his walls come down.
Ingo doesn’t really explain everything, but, well, now Emmet knows they’ve got a new problem called amnesia to contend with. As well as the “Ladies Sneasler and Akari“ who Emmet is not going to trust no matter how hard his brother is looking for them.
(He is not thinking that one of them is a pokémon, and the other is his brother’s adopted daughter who also only just escaped from the Galaxy Team. That will be an interesting revelation. Almost as interesting as the timetravel.)
(What are you supposed to do when the person who hurt your brother was the Leader of Team Galactic’s predecessor hundreds of years ago???)
Day (400/100) [I’ve lost count I’ll figure it out again in a bit] of my #∞daysofwriting @the-wip-project [yesterday’s post exists but it got trapped on my phone unposted when it broke, so it’ll be a while before you see it] [this one was actually written on a piece of paper in the dark and just transcribed when I got desktop access in the morning]
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Person A is an amateur necromancer who has a great amount of skill but not a lot of experience in their craft, and accidentally revived a handful of unhelpful zombie servants: Person B, gambler with a drinking problem; Person C, a deserter from the military with a sex addiction; and Person D, a very egocentric noble who is use to the finer things in life and often gets in fights with people they believe are rude or beneath them. The three have skills that make them fairly useful, but they keep spending all of Person A’s money they make as a renown necromancer and continue the vices of their old lives and Person A is frequently bailing them out of trouble.
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madmanwonder · 6 months
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Prompt
Royalty: Royal Heir and Servant
Relationship Status
Between the heir Sonia Nevermind and her servant Makoto Naegi.
--Relationship Status: Close Friendship/Secret Romantic Relationship--
Sonia and Makoto been good close friends with Sonia put her full trust in him and Makoto in return trust her. Though their friendship doesn't last as the two entered a secret romantic relationship to avoid the controversy of the Crown Heir of Novoseli being in relationship with low-born commoner.
Though Sonia has her own plan in making Makoto into being man of her status in the near future.
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👤 ( kath, you can pick which newsie )
"She's no maid worth havin'... They prob'ly jus' keep her around as a pet..." Pet... It kept echoing in her mind and was driving her mad... because maybe they were right. Maybe it wasn't just bullying taunts as they kicked her crutch out from under her and pushed and shoved her around. Maybe they were right.
Charlie was headed... somewhere... She kept her head down as she tried to hide the way her breath was shaking, so nobody would stop her as she hurried, trying to find somewhere she could be by herself to clean herself up before she had to see anyone. She couldn't let them see her like this, with a reddening handkerchief pressed to her nose
Her eyes were filled with tears and she was trying to so hard to keep herself from shaking, to just hold her together that she ran straight into somebody with a start, causing her to fall back and look up at the person with wide, tear-filled eyes as blood continued to lazily run down her chin, showing off a busted lip and the beginnings of a blackened eye, too, as tears began to flow.
"Ka- M-miss?" Her voice was as shaky as the rest of her was, but she started to cry in earnest, even despite her best attempts.
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blossom-blur · 1 year
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Servant Chores
Some list of chores for Servant AU, just incase if all of you don’t remember what chores they do
Making breakfast
Clean the carpet
Wash all the windows
Pull all the weeds and water the plants at the garden
Sweep the halls and the stairs
Clean the bathroom
Making lunch
Clean the chimney
Do the laundry
Wash the floors
Grind some coffee
Making dinner
Mend some clothes
Clean the kitchen
Dust off the whole house
Shine all the silver
Wash all the dishes
Chop some wood
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sparksofdaylight · 1 year
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“If I could take us back, if I could just do that” (ellie to syl)
Syldor didn't need Elaina to elaborate to know what she was talking about. While he had not been naive in assuming that things would be difficult in Syngorn, the ambassador did not think either of them had anticipated how much worse things would be. Especially for Elaina. In Byroden, things had been complicated, but this was beyond the frustrations of a long distance romance. Even this conversation, as innocent as it was, would have ramifications if his father found out.
"My father has a planned trip to Marquet at the end of the month. Things will be better then," he assured her, though even that felt like hopeful optimism that he could not afford.
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tapakah0 · 5 months
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Okay! I don't know where you got the idea from and my best guess is that your brain is connected to mine via bluetooth but.
Me and Hoddie have a royal au and your animation made me think of it again.
Nothing crazy special, but...ah...I should probably give a little context yeah...hmm.
Uh, okay. There's a kingdom. whose king and queen have died, leaving behind several possible heirs who are not their direct children. Right now, the king's first general is sitting on the throne, because the power of the army is, you know, a pretty powerful argument in a fight for the throne, right? This creepy regent is Cass. And Cass came to power thanks to Hoddie, who's basically the king's heir too, but she's pretty distant and her chances of the throne are quite slim. This has made her a professional rat and back stabber. The whole palace is busy weaving intrigue and destroying each other in a competition for power. Contests in cunning and sneakiness. A maximally intellectually uncomfortable environment in general.
Until Hoddie finds the true heiress. The king's blood daughter, to whom the throne should rightfully belong.
Problem? The problem is that the heiress needs to be two years older to be old enough to rule. And Hoddie and Cass' goal is to make sure she lives to that age in an environment where every other person wants to frame or kill her.
That heiress is you, Tap. But we couldn't think of what you'd look like in this au ahaha.
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MHHMMM I SEE ONCE IN A WHILE BRAIN BLUETOOTH IS A GOOD THING you left me a window for my part and I grabbed this opportunity with sharp teeth Since there was no mention of my part, I have the audacity to add my own version. Did I understand correctly that my existence as an heiress was not known? It would be strange if the king was not looking for me, if I was the only heir (by blood), which means they were hoping for a new child, or already had plans for an indirect heir, or wanted to hide me. What other power is there, besides the king and the army, that holds the common people? Church. The king could have sent me to be trained as a priestess in order to gain support from them (either I was not considered worthy of receiving the throne in the future, which is why they preferred to hide me, or the king so badly needed their support that he was ready to sacrifice his only blood daughter) . Thus, from a young age, the beauty of a non-existent world somewhere beyond the heavens was drummed into my head and, in general, “God speaks all our actions.” I have an inconspicuous appearance, a position above a simple servant, but such priests are usually considered to be the daughters of high nobles, but not the king himself, which is why not everyone could know who I really was. Thus, they forgot about my existence ~ After the death of the king and all the heirs, the church quickly realized what to do next, and crushed me to itself, hiding me from the world until I reached the age of succession to the throne. (But children could take the throne under a regent. Could Hoodi become my regent as one of the older contenders for the throne?) So, back to the turmoil. Hoodie found me at church. Since childhood, my worldview could have changed greatly under the influence of the church, so, well, you will have to hammer a lot into my head, in addition to the throne’s education (You know... it's bit complicated to make a human sona not as a stupid little ball XDD... it literally can't get a shape at this point... maybe you will place a real bunny as the new king? It will be eating cabbage 24/7 and everyone will be happy)
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semisolidmind · 5 months
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what a strange family portrait
ive been thinking about your eternal servants au, @emelinstriker , and how much worse it’d be for my poor reader if she had not just two, but five (six?) immortals at her (un-asked for) beck and call
(lil guy mk has my whole heart, he’s just happy to be here)
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 2 months
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M'lady, doth this harlot bother thee?
[First] Prev <–-> Next
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o-i-w-u · 2 months
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Could we have Bloodmoon as a Lord with Sun and Eclipse as their servants?
so i got carried away.
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so this is a funny lil au now that i may have gotten myself a tad hyperfixated on-- i technically finished this drawing a day (or two?) ago but got busy before i could post it </3
so here we are! ty for the ask and idea :>>>!!
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bonus :D
again big fan of this idea n i hope its fine if i scurry off with it!
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kingkuru · 3 months
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Servant AU: Rookies
Hody decides to amuse himself and mess with Calypso by bringing her back before her former friends, and recruiting them into his harem of sex servants.
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theweepingegg · 30 days
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Okay this isn't my usual LMK AU, but I got this idea at work and I find it fitting with the collaboration AU. Eternal Servants AU by @emelinstriker
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Person A is the first daughter from a long lineage of fathers who only had sons, and their many male ancestors had a bad habit of promising their next born daughter to various powerful supernatural beings for favors. But Person A never met their father because they were conceived from a random hook up and was raised solely by their mother who struggled to make ends meet as a single mom, so Person A is completely unaware of the debt they are the payment for. But a few years before their 18th birthday, they get hired by a local rich family to be their servant to the daughter of that family, Person B, who Person A looks similar to and is actually the half sister of, though no one is aware. Person B has been mentally prepared to accept the role of future wife to a bunch of supernatural creatures, but when the spirits come and declare their intent to marry Person A instead, Person B is conflicted between feeling relieved and upset that Person A stole their duty from them.
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bones-of-a-rabbit · 3 months
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you: exists eclipse, sun, moon, anyone with taste: BEAUTIFUL, STUNNING, GORGEOUS,
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