#hiideneyes

[hcadhunter-blog]

                 And he’s tripping and stumbling over stacks and stacks of books scattered across the shared room. “ LEO, IF you’re going to let your books lay on the floor, at least put them to the side !! ” A loud groan escaped him and he was leaning down to try and organize the mess his valet made --- at least to Leo’s standards to where he could find everything. “ I SWEAR, one of these days I’ll come in here, and you’re going to be buried underneath all these books. ”

@hiiddeneyes // ❤’d.

[lilysfairytale-blog1]

( @hiiddeneyes liked for a starter)

★│ “Did you drop this?” The petite child gazed up at him through wide cerulean eyes. Her compact hand tugging on his sleeve. Leo may be her leader but she had grown fond of him since he joined their ranks. She may still be the youngest but it was nice to have someone in her physical age range around.  The blonde turned the smooth stone with deep violet hues over in her hands. It was rather beautiful. And it felt comforting, its cool touch on her palm. 

[liittlelotus-blog]

@hiiddeneyes ¦ ♥’d for a starter !

❀ -- 

     ❝ hey, mister! ❞ he greets the other Exorcist with glee. ❝ wanna see a really cool trick? i learned to do it all by myself! ❞

[cassenavire-blog]

                                                 ;;      @hiiddeneyes

       It was supposed to have been a regular, QUIET, ‘keep-smiling-everything-will-be-fine’ kind of evening when Oswald had decided to accompany Leo to a piano recital. Was that TRULY so much to ask? (Yes, it seemed it most certainly was too much to ask.) Naturally Oswald was quite aware of Leo’s short temper;; but this was quite --in short terms-- 𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒚!                           “Leo--”                                             With a short face-palm, Oswald exhaled;; loudly.                                                                                                    “Leo!”

[cassenavire-blog]

❝You are nothing more than memories.❞

𝓼𝓲𝔁 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼

“Is that so?”                          Memories were the same thing (in contrast) to something                          like a souvenir or a reminder;; things which people would                          always hold close and never let go. This left Oswald at a                          loss. Surely this child had been intending some kind of                          insult or a foul fact holding negativity. Oswald could only                          see the sentiment behind such a sentence and smiled                          to himself. Memories were DANGEROUS, an echo of the                          past. No matter what form they took;; they were always                          capable of hurting anyone and everyone who REMEMBERED.“One day, you shall be too.”And you might regret how careless you were.

[monstre--maudit-blog]

                                                @hiiddeneyes

“Before you do anything...rash, think for a second.” The Chain stepped over to the young Baskerville and in front --- in hopes to prevent any more damage occurring from his Contractor. “You can’t just be using these powers like it’s no big deal. I’m your first Chain, and I’m powerful. You use my powers like a pyromaniac is with fire, you’re going to hurt both of us.”

[pxilia]

. : { @hiiddeneyes } : .

‹ ❃ › A flurry of movement;                loud patter of feet;                    ragged breathing                         && scurrying people;   Lenalee rushed around the streets, teeth gritting   in agitation - he was under her care for crying out loud!   And she removed her gaze from him for just a moment,   just to deal with the enemy,             and now she had lost a new exorcist in an akuma-infested city !!

 ❝   Leo !!   ❞

 She called out.

[lilysfairytale-blog1]

                  ;     @hiiddeneyes

★│ It was sunny out much to Lily’s favor. And the new Baskerville master was looking rather lost. It would be a shame to let him spend a day like this alone. She approached the man. Although...he was more like a boy.

            Peering up at him, she let out a sigh.

                                          “You dont look quite look like you belong here.”

           She fell back on the heels of her feet and hoped to god or whatever was out there that he’d let her spend the afternoon with him. She was thinking something along the lines of piggyback rides.... no matter how unlikely that was.