#nghtry

( but imagine some au in which oswald is not as antagonistic and others get to see their similarities in behavior and realise where gil got it from. )

Researching  to  gain  an  upper-hand  with  Alice,  enjoying  to  play  with  her  favorite  ‘salve’  came  as  an  familiar  entertainment  that  tenderly  warmed  his  heart.  fully,  With  sincerity  and  perseverance,  he  was  trying  to  win  this  fight  in  these  common  battles:  Alice  always  had  the  word  to  make  him  suddenly  brutally  embarrassed  or  always  had  the  little  phrase  to  make  him  uncomfortable…  where  he  counterattacked  after  embracing  the  entirety  of  this  passing  feeling  !  Once  touched  inside  his  most  secretive  emotions  of  attachment  towards  her,  he  desired  showing  her  how  much  he  was  caring  about  her,  how  much  she  always  was  valued  by  him  —  meantime  seeking  to  inculcate  some  elegants  manners,  vainly,  feeling  himself  living  in  this  princely  title  of  future  duke  of  the  Vessalius,  playing  with  desire  this  place  of  king  …  Though,  betrayal  thoughtfulness  came  to  tourmenting  him  along  during  these  innocents  games.  Taste  of  circumstances  inside  an  playing  illusions,  in  middle  of  something  he  was  recreated  inside  an  noblesse  he  partially  saved  and  experienced  by  instants,  had  concealed  distress  behind  it.  He  didn’t  wanted  to  borther  his  friends  over  these  strange  circumstances  who  happened.  He  didn’t  wanted  bring  too  much  an  matter  over  an  aside  experience  he  received,  in  middle  of  timing,  where  his  memories  would  conceal  guilt  and  powerlessness  over  an  tragedy  …  He  was  still  an  noble  only  by  cherished  remembrances,  when  time  clock  didn’t  sounded  as  it  had  moved  from  ten  years,  when  absence  of  news  of  his  father  didn’t  resonated  like  an  entire  abandonment  …  He  touched  noblesse  sphere  again  accidentally,  on  brust  of  his  good  heart.  Discovered  how  much  he  was  well  off  in  silent  darkness  with  future  call  from  a  devouring  Abyss.  Darkness  were  able  to  devouring  people  inside  their  everything,  to  consuming  their  soul,  to  corrupting  an  presented  goodness  …  or  to  changing  dramatically  an  entire  existence,  when  he  maintly  touched  partially  these  shadows  …  were  touched  by  remembrance  of  ancient  melody  …With  his  friends,  eventually,  he  would  manage  not  to  fail  them.  Not  to  remain  simple  observer  of  their  troubles,  not  to  stay  inside  an  backstage  seat  when  he  desired  to  act.  With  Alice,  knowing  she  will  perceiving  these  little  moments  when  he  will  not  feeling  exactly  as  the  same,  even  though  his  lips  would  only  confessing  partially  reasons  on  it,  he  anchored  himself  to  that  brightness  sensation  with  her  …  his  natural  desire  to  protect  her  of  everything  …  played  around  those  innocence  embrace  inside  their  mutual  playfulness  and  his  deplorable  lost.    As  emerald  eyes  crossed  observing  ones  of  Gil,  an  kind  of  emotional  turmoil  showed  up.  Gaze  desired  to  be  sharpened  for  recognizing  when  burden  over  his  shoulders  were  too  heavy.  He  might  probably  not  be  around  during  ten  years,  he  desired  more  than  ever  catch  up  all  that  time.  He  might  turn  out  old,  not  the  same  kid  he  loved  at  every  occassion  tourmenting,  his  playfulness  could  be  expressed  inside  various  manners  and  remaining  inventive  —  besides  to  knowing  someone  who  triggered  many  ~nasty~  ideas  about  how  acting  playful,  when  himself  disagree  about  how  this  was  close  to  fun  definition  …  there  was  an  gentleness  inside  his  tourments.  As  much  he  was  welcomed  with  terrible  sweetness  coming  from  Alice,  barely  sharped.  Realizing  from  afar  something  inside  the  gaze  of  Gil,  he  used  an  opportunity  to  acting  from  behind  in  a  surprise  hug  to  Alice,  before  innocently  rushing  over  to  Gil.  Teasing  him  would  no  doubt  brighten  her  day,  to  which  he  offered  her  his  biggest  smile.    ❝  Are  you  worried  I’m  getting  eaten  by  the  rabbit,  Gil  ?  ~    ❞  An  empathizing  over  that  metaphoric  description  naturally  escaped  his  lips  recently.  If  he  could,  he  would  take  one  of  these  Funtom  rabbit  stuffed  animals,  for  feeling  his  heart  and  his  entire  mind  resonating  with  it  …  which  partially  acted  with  Alice  too.  There  were  less  consideration  about  knowing  she  was  B-Rabbit,  when  even  her  Chain  existence,  resonated  something  inside  of  him  …    ❝  Being  worried  about  me  so  early  in  the  day  is  rewarded  with  a  surprise  hug  !    ❞  He  bounced  back  as  he  hugged  him,  laughing,  expressing  his  most  brightful  smile.    ❝  No  jealousy  like  that~    ❞  He  still  wanted  to  annoying  him  for  avoid  whatever  worries  he  might  have,  but  had  to  think  about  it  …  when  as  his  smile  inscreased  with  pleasure,  meanwhile  been  deeply  affectionate,  sought  to  taste  this  cup  of  coffee.

                                     𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 pipes with a         ❛     don't you have any manners ?     ❜         &       xerxes presses an index finger to his lips,       turning to her as he quietly       (   however,       not as quietly as to not allow his dark - haired companion to hear   )       says,       ❝ now now, emily   —   not all of us were quite so fortunate as to be taught such a thing !       i'm sure our dear friend here is delighted to join us for tea.    ❞

i can see it aesthetic wise, funny how i never thought about it ! the whole tall dark and mysterious outcast with vague abilities and unsettling presence really is a match, as well as the clothing style, but beyond that they are rather different ( as having physical deformations and being really weird about a woman young enough to be his daughter is a characteristic trait of another glen ) .

"Speak your mind, darling," encouragement comes as if she coos to him, as if he is but a child who isn't aware that he can show more emotions. He's not a kid, but pressing his buttons is fun and she likes to do things that make her experience anything fun. "This is a safe space."

they walk on . the mansion disappears behind the trees , the forest thickens , listening .