{ I’m really sorry for being gone for as long as I was! When I lost my icons for Franz, I kind of lost my motivation, as well as got overwhelmed with a few other things.

Anyway, I would like to say that I’ll be coming back as soon as I can, and will hopefully get some more role-plays going. I do adore playing Franz and would love to return asap!

Thanks for reading c: }

Sorry for not being on in a while— I lost my Franz icons and have been working to get the back so I can return to rping as usual c:

Sorry that I’m so slow with replies >.<

wemustallwaitandhope:

“Now, why would I shut up when you seem to giving in so easily to my teasings?” He said, the little smirk on his face widening. He could feel it now, Gankutsuou stirring in his chest, his heartbeat starting to speed up.

If he didn’t stop soon, didn’t leave the boy’s presence, they would both be in for a horrible time.

“Love may be blinding, but it may also make things so much clearer, don’t you think? Once you know you love someone, they become an open book to you and you are able to read them for every emotions and thought, most of the time. Albert knows me better and better each day, and if, after what I had done, he has yet to run from me, well, then I am not going to drive him away.”

“Especially if driving him away would send him into the arms of another, such as yourself. That is not my way, and I know were you in my position, you would feel the same. You would hold on to him tightly, as I am now, and never let him go.

“I love him, more than I love anyone else, perhaps more than I have ever loved anyone else, and if you try to interferre with that, then I am not entirely sure what I will do.”

Franz had not always been quick to anger. There was a time, when they were younger, when things were much simpler, that there wasn’t much need to get angry over trivial things. Now, though, involved in the world of politics and in the world of love, it was hard to keep such a blatant jealousy at bay, even in front of an enemy like the Count.

“Of course I would never let go of Albert! If I’d confessed before you entered our lives, of course I would hope that he wouldn’t look at you the same way. He’d be in love with me, as I am in love with him, as you are in love with him right now. Things would be different and they wouldn’t involve you.”

Perhaps… Perhaps if he did interfere, things would not be so frustrating. He wouldn’t be holding back the urge to punch the Count— It sure as hell wouldn’t be the worst thing he’d done to him. If he interfered, there was a chance to win back Albert, to win him back from the oh-so-cliche ‘dark side’ of the relationship. There was also the chance that Albert would get hurt from all of this…

And is that really what he wanted?

“You’re not sure what you’d do, huh? Wouldn’t you just try to kill me again? Summon that demon Gankutsuou of yours and kill Albert’s best friend once again?” His hands shook. Franz was… Upset was an understatement. 

(Source: ladyoflightning)

wemustallwaitandhope:

(Source: undying-devotion)

wemustallwaitandhope:

(Source: undying-devotion)

wemustallwaitandhope:

“Perhaps, perhaps not. But in the end we both gave up our lives for him, non? We must have a least the tiniest bit in common. We would do anything for that boy, even if it meant destroying ourselves, or our plans.”

The Count could see it, the way his words made Franz’s emotions turn to turmoil. He didn’t mean for them to come out as harshly as they did, but he couldn’t help but feel some disdain and pride in prodding at the rival whom he’d conquered over.

He truly wasn’t sure if the boy’s affections for Albert were equal, greater, or lesser than his own, but they were certainly powerful enough for Franz to have taken Albert’s place in his duel with the Count.

“In the end, though,” The Count continued after a long pause, “It is I who won those returned feelings of Albert’s. He wanted me, even after what I had done to him and his friends and family. Even after killing you, he still loves me, isn’t that odd? Charming even? I do think so.”

The Count couldn’t keep the teasing, almost mocking tone out of his voice, so on edge from Franz’s reappearance as he was. After all, if Franz could return, fully whole and alive, then why not his enemies? Villfort, Danglars? Fernand? Any of them could come back at this point and then where would he be?

Back at the beginning of it all, trying to claim vengeance once more? He wasn’t even sure.

Having something in common with the Count was almost disgusting to him… Especially as that something in common was the love of such an oblivious boy. Of course Franz loved Albert more! Of course, he was biased, but love always did block out all rational feelings, did it not?

Franz had loved Albert from their very childhood, right from when they were old enough to understand what love was. He’d kept those feelings hidden away, as Albert would have never understood them. As they were to be engaged…these lingering feelings of love for the Viscount had been pushed to the side, always there but never surfacing. To this day, he had no plans of confessing.

Now, with the way the Count was speaking… Those plans might change. Albert deserved better than that demon, he truly did. Even seeing him with Eugenie would be better than this. Maybe, just maybe, if he confessed…! 

What was he thinking? Albert wouldn’t change his mind, not when he was so head over heels with the Count.

Teeth clenched and bangs fell into his eyes as he practically shook with the pent up frustration of so many years of silent adoration. “Shut up…!” Polite was no longer an option. “I know Albert has had his sights set on you from the very beginning, but that doesn’t change that he’s been closer to me over the years than he’ll ever be to you! Love is blinding, especially to a boy who’s vision when it comes to love is already blurred!”

wemustallwaitandhope:

that’s not even

the half

of it

(Source: undying-devotion)

wemustallwaitandhope:

((the Count makes some really creepy/odd faces in the manga and anime too xD))

damn count, you scary

(Source: undying-devotion)