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[mechantrouge-blog]

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⋆ | A summer’s afternoon called for a picnic. Surely that was something everyone would know. The sun beamed down on Lily and her checkered blanket and everything seemed almost perfect. The ‘almost’ was only added due to the fact the sun was shining too brightly for cloud watching. 

Lily shielded her eyes from the sun in order to call back to the brunette standing a few yards away. “Well hurry up! These pastrami sandwiches sure aren’t going to eat themselves!” 

She dropped the basket with a satisfying thud and placed her hands on her hips. 

[atrickxoftime]

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Oswald didn’t know if he should love or hate that tower. Sometimes, he loved it, sometimes, he hated it. After all, it had both shielded and kept as prisoner two of the people he loved the most. When Jack was around, the love for that tower, and that girl, won over all else, when Oswald was alone, the hate threatened to overpower him. Even so, he kept going, everyday, throughout the day. At least she didn’t have crimson eyes. 

“Alice.” Oswald announced his presence, quietly opening the door. A cat hissed from the corner, and he eyed it. This cat did not like him. “I’ve brought a new game for you.” It was a strange little thing Jack had made up. It involved a bunch of rabbits and birds, and even Oswald didn’t understand the rules. Jack hadn’t done a very good job of explaining it, other than he would come show it to Alice. But, Jack had been called away from the Baskerville manor with urgent Vessalius business. And that left Oswald here alone to see his niece.  

[cxnnaissance]

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“There is no food for thee here, Rabbit.”

The Duke scolded, trying to push away the food cart the maid had just brought in. Ah, he called a meeting with the Vessalius boy and his friends to assist them... But, he was quickly reminded how much of a headache the company was.

“One would think, by now, Lady Sharon had taught thee proper manners.”

[nessanightray]

if Venessa had lived long enough to find out that Elliot was the one controlling Humpty Dumpty and that he killed her brothers, how do you think she would respond?

DAMN SON I LOVE THIS QUESTION because it falls down to her being unable to pin the blame on anybody else--- though, she still would blame Leo because he's the "threat" in her mind and the murders only started the happen around the time Leo was taken in as a servant. 

But in the case with Vanessa living longer than Elliot, it would be like... idk the most unbearable grief that anyone could ever bear--- to know your little baby brother that you used to carry around in your arms murdered two of your brothers, your mother, and then killed himself. And then to know your dad really did not give a shit and was using you and your baby brother as not much more than bait and allowing the literal collapse of an entire dukedom.

I have multiple versions of this scenario/verse but my favorite includes Vanessa being safely escorted back to Pandora and she's pretty much catatonic and nobody can talk to her or get her to talk about what happened at Yura's mansion. (But yeah ultimately, as hard as it is, she can't bring herself to blame Elliot for it)

[alorssouris]

her voice solemn ❝Oi, raven --- do you think if my powers continue to weaken I'll . . . disappear? every time the seal on Oz's chest moves, the power of B-rabbit in me starts to fade if it goes on ❞ . . . what'll become of me? she has no idea why she's chosen to tell him this if anything he'd probably --- no, he's not like that, he'll be more afraid of Oz's seal advancing than the dissipating power of B-rabbit, still Pandora promised that they'd come up with a way, so they must have one, right?

He's entirely caught off guard by the rather serious query, and as much as he tries not to he’s sure it shows on his face. She’s right in thinking his biggest concern is the advancement of Oz’s seal, and that she’s the reason he even has it in the first place, but...he can’t say he wants anything to happen to her, either. It’s not something he’s willing to put into words, of course, because that would be admitting that he cares about her, that as desperately as he wants to protect his master he realizes he’s not quite as sure he can do that if it means something happening to Alice, to his friend-

He lets out a quiet huff, brushing his hair back from his face as he turns to face away from her, almost embarrassed by the realization that he considered her a friend (he’s not even quite sure when it happened, or how, really). 

“As if Oz would let that happen, I’m sure...” He trails off for a moment, letting out another puff of air from between his lips, hoping to at least reassure her a little bit (although he’s not really sure how to go about it, if he’s being honest), putting his hands on his hips as turning back to face her. “Look, I’m sure we’ll find some way to stop it from happening, okay? So don’t go worrying yourself over stupid things like that.”

[mechantrouge-blog]

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thank you sm omg !!!! and ur not late in the slightest <3

[hisloyclty]

Oi, Raven!! Happy Birthday!

       ‘   eh -- ?   ‘  birthday?  wait -- that’s right. 

   he’s completely forgotten today was his own birthday.  it’s funny because to him, today didn’t feel all that special.  it was as if before he even knew it, the day was over and done with.  not that he was complaining, no, he isn’t one to celebrate his birthday, to make it known to those around him.

      he’d much prefer shuffling on with his day, hidden with the crowds rather than be in the limelight on this particular day.  but this definitely explains why he hasn’t seen Oz, Sharon, or Break  ... or anyone he knows, really, besides Alice today now that he thinks about it.  suddenly the realization dawns upon him as to why their presence has been lacking in his day ...  for now, he shoves the thought to the back of his mind.  let’s worry about that later.

          ‘   ah -- uh -- thank you.   ’  he clears his throat, hesitant to ask this question ... because god forbid they show up now and do something like surprise him.  ‘   do you ... have you seen Oz or the others anywhere?   ’   it’s been too quiet without them -- especially Break -- barging in wherever he was.   ‘   you know what -- nevermind.   ’  it’s best not to jinx it now.  this was good -- just Alice.  nothing extreme.  he can take this over a dramatic celebration.

      as thanks, he reaches over and pats her head before passing by her.  he never should’ve put too much thought about where the others were -- because now he’s got a small bit of anxiety in the back of his mind.