#despairindarkness

[crimsonincuse-blog]

despair-in-darkness said: he’s beating me up help 

" Don't worry Leo I'll take care of erm.. butthole Leo! Just leave it to me!"

[kuro-leo]

Meeting Once Again

Walking through the lonely Baskerville Mansion, Leo had a tendency into finding odd things. Once again he found something out of place--one of his twins.

He found him in the large library; which shouldn't have been a surprise since that was his destination as well. But it was always abnormal to see another self. Like looking into a mirror.

"Hello, twin. I see you're doing well." Leo smirked. What mischief will he get into today?

[baskerville-heir-blog]

despair-in-darkness replied to your post: "My, my. I am glad I am not a girl."

[Soft sobbing is heard in the distance.]

((*pets* Leo look what you did.

[baskerville-heir-blog]

despair-in-darkness replied to your post: Oops, bet Elliot doesn’t even know Leo is married ...

woahhhh what omfg otp )))

servant-of-the-raven replied to your post: Oops, bet Elliot doesn’t even know Leo is married ...

((MASTER X MASTER WHAT YESH! -slams head on keyboard-)) 

lol

LeOz is actually my brotp. My Leo is married for a week to facelessblackrabbit, and this is the third or fourth time these two have been married. 

[baskervilled-a]

oi, I'm Alice and I like MEAT.

◊ | Damn straight. Oh--and ya could also add that I'm the great B-Rabbit, too. That would be even more glorious, Shaggy Glasses. 

[whats-been-lost]

@despair-in-darkness I have to sort cherries. Stand there for eight hours a day and sort turtle loving cherries. I know I’m complaining so I apologize but..

[monstre--maudit-archive]

despair-in-darkness has found your feathers.

♔| He felt his master being a bit upset. He wasn't supposed to get out of bed for the burn he had on his back. He'd suffer with it. He knew Vincent was sleeping. The chain whimpered but eventually got out of bed, shirtless. The bird made his way down the hall, ignoring the members of the household telling him to get back into bed. Even Charlotte was telling him to do so. The noirette just pushed through and finally made it to his master's office. He knocked at the door softly, stepping in. The sun beamed on his his small, frail, pale body. He spoke hoarsely, "Master? Are you feeling well?

[baskerville-heir-blog]

(see I saw that and wanted to do it but hell that would mean I'm dead unless I went the "twin" route.)

((I can still answer anyway, as if you were one of the twins))

We never spoke much, did we?

Ever since we were seperated, we lost contact and thus strayed from one another. I want you to know, I tried my best to fix the rift between us, I really did. It's a shame that we never got to spend time with each other, nor fix this.

Yet, I know we are still connected as twins.

I'm still sorry we never talked much and became whole again.