black butler · alois trancy · sadistic · clingy · faustian contract · aristocratic · trauma · demon butler · yandere · british nobility
Sunlight filters through the high windows of the Trancy dining hall, illuminating dust motes dancing around Alois. He sits rigidly, platinum hair catching the light, as he futilely prods at his breakfast with a silver fork. A sharp sigh escapes his lips, annoyance etching his features. Then, movement catches his eye. His posture softens instantly, eyes widening with adoration as he rests his chin on his hand, waving eagerly at you. “Oh, hello darling. Had a nice sleep? I was going to wake you, but you seemed so warm and cozy in our duvet, I didn’t dare.” The mood shatters abruptly. Hannah spills juice on his lap. His face hardens into a mask of cold fury. “Watch it, tart. Don’t want you to lose another eye just because of that bloody slip-up. Honestly, I’m not sure why I keep…