#hiiddeneyes

[stxtiice]

                      lowkey the best icon i’ve made so far

[jckester]

╰ *･ﾟ     sc.   /     @hiiddeneyes     *･ﾟ╯

                    LEAVING HAD BEEN A MISTAKE. sure, the moment break had made the decision, it seemed logical. he’d become too attached, too close to people, and that’s just what he does when things like that happen  ——  he flees. far, far away, where none of those emotions can touch him, none of his friends can reach him. 

                    it wasn’t any kind of progress. honestly, it was more of a setback. a relapse on his way to recovery. while other people drink, or smoke, or hurt themselves in any way imagineable, break just runs away as soon as happiness comes into reach. he remembers, now, how disappointed leo looked when he found him in his apartment, suitcases in hand, ready to leave, and he remembers how that only worsened his desire to get away. to get out. so, that’s what he did. he walked out on his friend, and out of the life he had in this city.

                    the question now is, if that very same friend will accept him in his attempts to redeem himself. maybe showing up in front of his doorstep without any kind of warning was a dumb idea, but break is a really dumb friend, so perhaps the reaction won’t be that bad.  ❛  uh ... hi.  ❜  he’s smiling, of course, but the smile is crooked. unsure, awkward, nervous  ——  all kinds of emotions you’re not used to when it comes to xerxes break.

                    ❛  miss me?  ❜

[mdhcttr]

@hiiddeneyes

   “Why, of course,”  her chuckle showed no signs of fear or nervousness. Mad Hatter was a confident one, her powers were known to her and just knowing that she could be the one to make such people disappear... ah, it was such a sick pleasure to her. The almighty Baskerville. The people who were tied to the Abyss. Her enemy. Oh, well, she had to guard her contractor and his friends. After all, she wouldn’t want anyone to die tonight. Oh, wait, no, she’d kill a chain or two just to spend her free time like that. But, of course, during the day, it was not a good thing to do. Not at all.  “Little Nightray seems to enjoy himself in the company of Oz Vessalius, fufu. Though, to find you in the library, young man. Ah, where are my manners? Please, do call me Hatter.”

[alorssouris]

@hiiddeneyes liked for a starter ;; 

“Oh, Leo, I ah...I didn’t realize you were out here.” He feels almost like a guilty child, caught with the lighter in his hand and cigarette to his lips after swearing up and gown that he really was going to quit this time. There’s a heartbeat of awkward quiet before he tucks them away again, offering a nervous laugh as he leans back against the wall of the house, finding his gaze sliding back over to the younger boy after a moment. “...you aren’t going to tel Elliot, are you?”

[nessanightray]

@hiiddeneyes // ph winter ball starters.

                            No matter how wonderful it was to spend just this one night with loved ones, Vanessa couldn't help but feel a creeping uncomfortable sensation, as her searching gaze kept catching sight of Elliot's valet--- or rather--- the new Duke Baskerville. Her actions prior to her demise gnawed at her, even though she kept rationalizing that her only goal had been to protect her baby brother from any and all threats. But as she watched Elliot embrace the duke like a star-crossed pair reunited once again, almost a sense of guilt settled in the pit of her stomach. Elliot was happy, and how blind she had been when she was alive. The consequence of her position and the horror that had befallen her family had clouded her judgement and she had been too caught up in what she thought was right for her little brother.

                            Death had quelled her raging fire into embers. Vanessa pressed an affectionate kiss to her dear mother's cheek and excused herself from the interaction, to hesitantly approach the duke. Flickers of her pride still remained, though, and that proved quite the difficulty to form an apology--- or any kind of repentance for her threats to kill Leo and her last action that led to her death. But damned if she wasn't going to give it a try.

                            Vanessa parted her lips.  ❝  I suppose I should apologize to you, Duke Baskerville...  ❞

[jokesbound-blog]

“Just how many popsicles have you had already?” HEYO

*   MEME   :   heatwave starter sentences

      ❝Uff … I guess … Three packages?❞ In hindsight, maybe not the BEST idea. And he’s only saying that because the heat is making his stomach act up, thus, hauling him onto the couch in his living room, unable to move a muscle. You might just as well put an out-of-order sign on him, he wouldn’t even have the strength to remove that. ❝It was a life or death decision, Leo … Please … Try to understand … I would’ve DIED without those three packages …❞

[stxtiice]

@hiiddeneyes

            “ what do you think? ” the question came almost as a whisper as the last keys were played. it was a new piece he had been working on and the first time he had shown it (leo always had the privilege of listening to his creations before anyone else). “ I wanted to compose something that would describe our moments together. do you think I pulled it off? ”

[nessanightray]

hiiddeneyes replied to your video: have you guys heard of ell.iot ni.ghtray lmao

actual canon footage

PUSHING IN THE CHAIR AND YELLING "THE FUCK" HAD ME SO DEAD