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[bubble-of-illusions]

[moonlight-at-dawn]

Nico’s arms appreciation post

[onlyslightlyarchived-blog]

twisted-but-pretty

           "I wasn't d o i n g anything."

                For once he was telling the truth, and he didn't                 like people just assuming that because he was                 normally up to something he was always up to                 something. Naturally he was a good kid, just a                 tiny big misguided and he was attempting to fix                 that one little step at a time.

                                          "And if you want anything from me it's                                           going to cost you and it won't be cheap."

[growingintotheuniform-blog]

Hey there.

[andenkens-blog]

Mourn Me ((Hi~))

He never understood that twin of his. The second Leo, or how most people preferred to call him, Reo was simply unstable. He craved Elliot much less than Leo did, for some odd reason, saying the old Leo was the rightful processor of their master's heart. He strayed away from the welcomeness of books, refused to wear glasses, abandoned the piano, music in general... it was as if they, despite twins, were the complete opposite. 

It never made any sense; at the same time, though, the duo of Leo and Reo deep inside they understood eachother. Knew each other like the back of their hands, really, only they preferred to be in complete denial about it.

The death of Reo was unexpected from everyone and caused much despair for those closest to him, the truest mourner being the twin. 

Who was the only one having no tears burn his now unprotected eyes during the whole funeral.