#vitavitri

He quickly withdraws his hands from the blonde locks of the small boy and stops ruffling through his hair as soon as he realized that this is not Oz Vessalius he just approached from behind. The expression, the looks, it’s all the same, but as soon as he managed to walk past him - he originally planned a dramatic appearance, patting Oz and then vanishing again - he sees his eyes. And he sees himself inside of them. It’s as if he’s looking into a mirror, into something that’s able to catch a glimpse of his soul with those orbs and the albino instantly shivers without a sound or a move, quickly getting that no, someone with those eyes could never own the Vessalius’ green, vicious and wicked ones. ❝Sorry❞, he says after a short, awkward break. ❝Mistook you for someone else~.❞ 

                    “Would you know of any gifts for a family member?”

            ‘ such a lovely doll that is. ’ they spoke from the store’s entrance as golden hues observed the doll maker.

         cue the doll kissing the dollmaker.

               He didn’t know this boy, of course--he just so slightly resembled a certain Oz Vessalius enough to confuse the corner of Xerxes’s eye, didn’t he?  “Ah--” he’d been caught staring, almost certainly, but there was still something about this boy that struck him as uncanny-- “Do excuse my staring, sir.  You simply looked a bit like someone I know, for a moment,” the one-eyed man hummed, offering a small incline of his neck and dip of his arm as condolence for his still-keenly examining gaze.

that’s because i somehow managed to become dinh and ka-mai in one.

                          ' sir! you opened up your shop again! ' can you see how excited she is?