/he scoffed again, taking a drag of his cigarette. His cold expression became more guarded, a mild mask of contempt. Even if he was furious with him, he longed to alleviate his brother’s pain and guide him as he always had—but he held it back. There was going to have to be a time that he stopped letting his brother rely on him so much
What? Are you here to blame that on me as well? What are you trying to gain by this visit, Ludwig? Forgiveness? Someone to pat your back and tell you everything’s okay? To condone your reckless, childish behavior? What exactly do you want from me?
I… [He utters a deep breath, hands buried deep inside his pocket] I want you to stop interfering into my private business. I also want you not to hurt Iwan ever again - neither physically nor mentally, except Germany and Russia are at war. [Lifting his chin, he matches Gilbert’s glance] I didn’t come to blame you. You didn’t do more wrong than Iwan. He had no right to make assumptions about our relationship based on nothing. I’ve never talked with him about us and yet he has thought that he knew everything about you and me. That was wrong. I’ve told him.
[He bites his lower lip and draws away his eyes, staring into space] Iwan was strange. He… he always reassured me that you are proud of me, that you love me, that you don’t think me a mistake… a failure… And I— [Breathe in, breathe out] I wonder why he said such things to begin with. What have I done to disappoint you again? I don’t understand.
/his glare darkened; he didn’t take being told he couldn’t be involved with Ludwig’s private life too well—there shouldn’t be anything private from him. But he bit back his tongue because he knew it wasn’t his place anymore to be so involved. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words would make themselves known so he shut it again around his cigarette and descended the final steps to be on equal ground with his brother. He stood a couple of feet away from Ludwig, partially turned away from him and staring out into the depths of his dark flat. He pulled away his cigarette, sighing out a long wisp of light smoke before turning his head to look Ludwig in the eye
Look, Ludwig. You said it yourself. Ivan doesn’t know a damn thing about us. I don’t want him to. It’s none of his business; he couldn’t begin to understand us in a hundred years.
/he looks away from Ludwig, suddenly very focused on his cigarette between his fingers
Although, I….thought you had told him things. That you were angry with me and how I raised you. Ever since our last big fight, and you…enlightened me to how you really felt, I feel as if you resent me for it all. I will not justify myself to you again—you know the method to my madness. I would do the same thing again if I had to repeat it over again. I had not the time to coddle you, you must understand that by now. Hell, maybe I should have bought you a damn teddy bear or something I don’t know I was young myself.
/he sighed again, hesitating briefly before turning on his heels to fully face Ludwig
But don’t get me wrong. Whatever is going on in that vast dreamer’s mind of yours, only find truth in the words I tell you when it regards us; I am very proud of your accomplishments, your progress. I love you. The only thing that disappoints me is that you took his side over mine.
Here’s why.
- I’m too depressed.
- I didn’t see your reply.
- My muse is being a dick.
- I’m swamped with other rps.
- I’m flailing because of your quality.
If I did see your reply and I haven’t answered, I most definitely have it in my drafts. You’re always allowed to come into my askbox and badger me for replies.
Prussia in a matching outfit of Germany (in his character cd) … with Gilbird
I want to draw him as a king for once!
kinda reminds me of that scene with Moriarty, I wonder why
+ moi
Come now, Francy we’ve hooked up many times before. I’m sure many more times in the future as well. I still have to pay you back for that one little game we played!
★ (OOC: I know that you've answered this before, but humour me and answer this again please, lol.)
((lol yes, you should know this answer already. xD Gilbert is fond of his “heritage enemy” and best friend. They’ve endured a lot together, both as comrades and enemies, and have had centuries to truly understand each other. Gilbert enjoys Francis’s company—which there are few that he enjoys having around anymore. He appreciates that Francis came and cleaned him up and comforted him after fighting with Ludwig and Ivan, though he’d probably never openly admit it. ))
★ (If he has any opinion towards my Lud, we don't rp much)
((Well he gets along with your Ludwig better than his Ludwig currently so kudos to you. xD He finds him to be the more obedient one, more passive and clear headed, and finds it refreshing but at the same time feels a slight bit guilty over it too. He’s usually too busy to give Ludwig much time, but he does on occasion wonder how he’s been doing.))
★ (Because I'm a masochist.)
((Gilbert despises Al. He’s as done as one can be with a person. He doesn’t want to think about his ex, instead sneering when he’s mentioned. He finds him childish, brash, reckless, unstable, a lot like a overly hormonal, overly violent teenager and has no interest in ever getting back together with him. ))
+ Alejandra
Maybe next time I head down to Mexico when I want a one night stand I can’t remember. Her face afterwards is utterly priceless~.
