#They stole that painting as a gift for Cherry

[tragedicn]

bold  what  your  muse  can  do.     italicize  for  something  they  can  do  to  some  extent. ㅤ

bake a cake from scratch / ride a horse / drive a submarine / speak a second language / dance / catch a fish / play an instrument / throw a punch / build a deck / ice skate / unclog a drain / program a computer / change a flat tire / fire a gun / sew / juggle / play poker / paint / fly a kite / sculpt / write poetry / change a diaper / sing / shoot a bow and arrow / ride a bike / swim / sail a boat / do a backflip / play chess / give cpr / pitch a tent / flirt / stitch /heal a wound / read palms / use chopsticks / write in cursive / calligraphy / use an electric drill / braid hair/ make a campfire / make a mixed drink / do sudoku puzzles / wrap a gift / give a good massage / jump start a car /roll their tongue/ do magic tricks / do yoga / tie a tie / skip a rock / shuffle a deck of cards / read morse code / pick break a lock / fly a plane / train animals / fix a car / apologize / write a business letter / write in a second language / say the alphabet backwards / read music/ cook complex meals / change oil / paint nails / draw / socialize / march / take apart a gun / drive a rig / operate a tank / climb a tree / rock climb / tie a cherry stem with tongue / basic first aid / draw blood / put out a fire

stole it from @elysiumtouched feel free to have a go at it

#( acacius | trivia )

[lultimagoccia]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎?

BOLD  what  your  muse  can  do.     Italicize  for  something  they  can  do  to  some  extent. ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ​​​​​​​ㅤ ​​​​​​​ㅤ ​​​​​​​ㅤ ​​​​​​​ㅤ ​​​​​​​ㅤ ​​​​​​​ㅤ ​​​​​​​ㅤ ​​​​​​​ㅤ ​​​​​​​ㅤ ​​​​​​​ㅤ ​​​​​​​ㅤ ​​​Repost!!  Do  not  reblog!!

i stole, so u steal

bake  a  cake  from  scratch  /  ride  a  horse  /  drive  a  submarine  /  speak  a  second  language  /  dance  /  catch  a  fish  /  play  an  instrument  / throw  a  punch  /  build  a  deck  /  ice  skate  /  unclog  a  drain  / program  a  computer  /  change  a  flat  tire  /  fire  a  gun  /  sew  /  juggle  /  play  poker  /  paint /  fly  a  kite  /  sculpt  /  write  poetry  /  change  a  diaper  / sing  / shoot  a  bow  and  arrow  /  ride  a  bike  /  swim  /  sail  a  boat  /  do  a  backflip  /  play  chess  /  give  cpr  /  pitch  a  tent  / flirt  /  stitch  a  wound  /  read  palms  /  use  chopsticks  /  write  in  cursive  /  calligraphy  /  use  an  electric  drill  /  braid  hair  /  make  a  campfire 

make  a  mixed  drink  / do  sudoku  puzzles  /  wrap  a  gift  /  give  a  good  massage  /  jump  start  a  car  /  roll  their  tongue  /  do  magic  tricks  /  do  yoga  /  tie  a  tie  /  skip  a  rock  /  shuffle  a  deck  of  cards  /  read  morse  code  /  pick  a  lock /  fly  a  plane  /  train  animals  /  fix  a  car /  apologize  /  write  a  business  letter  /  write  in  a  second  language  /  say  the  alphabet  backwards  /  read  music  /  cook  complex  meals  /  change  oil /  paint  nails  /  draw  /  socialize /  march  /  take  apart  a  gun  /  drive  a  rig  /  operate  a  tank  /  climb  a  tree /  rock  climb /  tie  a  cherry  stem  /  basic  first  aid  /  draw  blood /  put  out  a  fire

#;out for delivery [ ooc ] #;meme response #;quatro stagioni [ headcanon ] #( i think dessert foods are his achilles heel #he's GREAT at dinner foods but sweets elude him #which is a mega shame because italian desserts are incredibly good )

[arcanigenum]

WHAT CAN YOUR MUSE DO ?

BOLD what your muse can do. Italicize for something they can do to some extent. Repost!! Do not reblog!!

Morgan Thatcher

bake a cake from scratch / ride a horse / drive a submarine / speak a second language / dance / catch a fish / play an instrument / throw a punch / build a deck / ice skate / unclog a drain / program a computer / change a flat tire / fire a gun / sew / juggle / play poker / paint / fly a kite / sculpt / write poetry / change a diaper / sing / shoot a bow and arrow / ride a bike / swim / sail a boat / do a backflip / play chess / give cpr / pitch a tent / flirt / stitch a wound / read palms / use chopsticks / write in cursive calligraphy / use an electric drill / braid hair / make a campfire / make a mixed drink / do sudoku puzzles / wrap a gift / give a good massage / jump start a car / roll their tongue / do magic tricks / do yoga / tie a tie / skip a rock / shuffle a deck of cards / read morse code / pick a lock / fly a plane / train animals / fix a car / apologize / write a business letter / write in a second language / say the alphabet backwards / read music / cook complex meals / change oil / paint nails / draw / socialize / march / take apart a gun / drive a rig / operate a tank / climb a tree / rock climb / tie a cherry stem / basic first aid / draw blood / put out a fire

Tagged by: i stole it from @richardxoliverxmayhew Tagging: YOU

#x. about morgan #i just feel like he learned how to at least drive a tank but operating one safely is a different story #morgan vc in the background: leT ME OWN A TANK

[deathleadsarc]

BOLD what your muse can do  /   repost ,  don’t reblog  !

bake a cake from scratch   /   ride a horse  /     drive a submarine    /   speak a second language /     dance   /     catch a fish    /     play an instrument  /     throw a punch    /     build a deck    /     ice skate    /   unclog a drain  /     program a computer    /     change a flat tire  /     fire a gun     /     sew    /     juggle     /     play poker  /    paint   /     fly a kite    /     sculpt     /   write poetry      /     sing     /     shoot a bow and arrow     /     ride a bike     /     swim   /     sail a boat    /   do a backflip   /   play chess     /    give cpr    /     pitch a tent    /     flirt     /     stitch a wound   /     read palms     /     use chopsticks  /     write in cursive calligraphy   /   use an electric drill  /   braid hair  /     make a campfire   /     make a mixed drink     /     do sudoku puzzles     /     wrap a gift     /     give a good massage    /     jump - start a car    /    roll their tongue   /     do magic tricks    /     do yoga     /     tie a tie  /     skip a rock     /     shuffle a deck of cards    /     read morse code     /    pick a lock     /   fly a plane   /     train a dog / cat    /   fix a car  /     write a business letter   /     write in a second language     /     say the alphabet backwards  /     read music     /   cook complex meals    /     change oil  /     paint nails     /     draw     /     socialize  /     take apart a gun     /    drive a rig     /     operate a tank    /   climb a tree    /     rock climb  /     tie a cherry stem     /     basic first-aid  /     draw blood     / put out a fire

stole it from @litoredeem​

#a lot of these she can only do with alchemy #obviously the tech / car stuff she's just a goldfish lmao #im surprised she doesnt know how to swim tho... someone should.... you know. Teach her how to swim :> #🜎 | a witch need not fear the darkness | for she is darker | MUSE

[biblicphile-old]

Bold what your muse can do / repost, don't reblog !

bake a cake from scratch / ride a horse / drive a submarine / speak a second language / dance / catch a fish / play an instrument / throw a punch / build a deck / ice skate / unclog a drain / program a computer / change a flat tire / fire a gun / sew / juggle / play poker / paint / fly a kite / sculpt / write poetry / sing / shoot a bow and arrow / ride a bike / swim / sail a boat / do a backflip / play chess / give cpr / pitch a tent / flirt / stitch a wound / read palms / use chopsticks / write in cursive calligraphy / use an electric drill / braid hair / make a campfire / make a mixed drink / do soduku puzzles / wrap a gift / give a good massage / jump - start a car / roll their tongue / do magic tricks / do yoga / tie a tie / skip a rock / shuffle a deck of cards / read morse code / pick a lock / fly a plane / train a dog / cat / fix a car / write a business letter / write in a second language / say the alphabet backwards / read music / cook complex meals / change oil / paint nails / draw / socialize / take apart a gun / drive a rig / operate a tank / climb a tree / rock climb / tie a cherry stem / basic first-aid / draw blood / put out a fire

Tagged by: stole from @leggosmanymuses

Tagging: @dreamsofalife, @musesdotcom, @advnterccs, @smilcing, @raichoose, @cryptokitsune and anyone who wants to do this!

bake a cake from scratch / ride a horse / drive a submarine / speak a second language / dance / catch a fish / play an instrument / throw a punch / build a deck / ice skate / unclog a drain / program a computer / change a flat tire / fire a gun / sew / juggle / play poker / paint / fly a kite / sculpt / write poetry / sing / shoot a bow and arrow / ride a bike / swim / sail a boat / do a backflip / play chess / give cpr / pitch a tent / flirt / stitch a wound / read palms / use chopsticks / write in cursive calligraphy / use an electric drill / braid hair / make a campfire / make a mixed drink / do soduku puzzles / wrap a gift / give a good massage / jump - start a car / roll their tongue / do magic tricks / do yoga / tie a tie / skip a rock / shuffle a deck of cards / read morse code / pick a lock / fly a plane / train a dog / cat / fix a car / write a business letter / write in a second language / say the alphabet backwards / read music / cook complex meals / change oil / paint nails / draw / socialize / take apart a gun / drive a rig / operate a tank / climb a tree / rock climb / tie a cherry stem / basic first-aid / draw blood / put out a fire

#✦ — • a fun activity • dash game • #✦ — • headcanons • marsha abadeer • #✦ — • headcanons • ana vixi • #✦ — • busy busy busy • queue •

[traumabraved]

BOLD WHAT YOUR MUSE CAN DO. ITALICIZE FOR SOMETHING THEY CAN DO TO SOME EXTENT.

bake a cake from scratch. ride a horse. drive a submarine. speak a second language. dance. catch a fish. play an instrument. throw a punch. build a deck. ice skate. unclog a drain. program a computer. change a flat tire. fire a gun. sew. juggle. play poker. paint. fly a kite. sculpt. write poetry. change a diaper. sing. shoot a bow and arrow. ride a bike. swim. sail a boat. do a backflip. play chess. give cpr. pitch a tent. flirt. stitch a wound. read palms. use chopsticks. write in cursive. calligraphy. use an electric drill. braid hair. make a campfire. 　　

make a mixed drink. do sudoku puzzles. wrap a gift. give a good massage. jump start a car. roll their tongue. do magic tricks. do yoga. tie a tie. skip a rock. shuffle a deck of cards. read morse code. pick a lock. fly a plane. train animals. fix a car. apologize. write a business letter. write in a second language. say the alphabet backwards. read music. cook complex meals. change oil. paint nails. draw. socialize. march. take apart a gun. drive a rig. operate a tank. climb a tree. rock climb. tie a cherry stem. basic first aid. draw blood. put out a fire.

Tagged by: stole from dash

Tagging: anyone who wants to do this!

#* . ⊹ 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢'𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐣𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐝 › headcanon

[enruiinas]

repost,  do  not  reblog.

bold  what  your  muse  can  do.    italicize  for  something  they  can  do  to  some  extent. ㅤ 

bake  a  cake  from  scratch  /  ride  a  horse  /  drive  a  submarine  /  speak  a  second  language  /  dance  /  catch  a  fish  /  play  an  instrument  /  throw  a  punch  /  build  a  deck  /  ice  skate  /  unclog  a  drain  /  program  a  computer  /  change  a  flat  tire  /  fire  a  gun  /  sew  /  juggle  /  play  poker  /  paint  /  fly  a  kite  /  sculpt  /  write  poetry  /  change  a  diaper  /  sing  /  shoot  a  bow  and  arrow  /  ride  a  bike  /  swim  /  sail  a  boat  /  do  a  backflip  /  play  chess  /  give  cpr  /  pitch  a  tent  /  flirt  /  stitch/heal  a  wound  /  read  palms  /  use  chopsticks  /  write  in  cursive  /  calligraphy  /  use  an  electric  drill  /  braid  hair  /  make  a  campfire  /  make  a  mixed  drink  /  do  sudoku  puzzles  /  wrap  a  gift  /  give  a  good  massage  /  jump  start  a  car  /  roll  their  tongue  /  do  magic  tricks  /  do  yoga  /  tie  a  tie  /  skip  a  rock  /  shuffle  a  deck  of  cards  /  read  morse  code  /  pick or break a lock / fly a plane / train animals / fix a car / apologize / write a business letter / write in a second language / say the alphabet backwards / read music / cook complex meals / change oil / paint nails / draw / socialize / march / take apart a gun / drive a rig / operate a tank / climb a tree / rock climb / tie a cherry stem with tongue / basic first aid / draw blood / put out a fire

tagged by: none, stole from dash. tagging: anyone who wants to do it! love reading through these for everyone's muses.

#♡// dash games ; #♡// study ;

[rvrend]

bold  what your muse can do.     italicize for something they can do to some extent.

stole it ! steal from me ! ​​​​​​​ㅤ

bake a cake from scratch.    ride a horse.    drive a submarine.    speak a second language.    dance.    catch a fish.    play an instrument.  throw a punch. build a deck.    ice skate.    unclog a drain.   program a computer.    change a flat tire. fire a gun.  sew.    juggle.   play poker.    paint.   fly a kite. sculpt. write poetry.    change a diaper.   sing.    shoot a bow and arrow.    ride a bike.   swim.    sail a boat.    do a backflip.    play chess.    give cpr.    pitch a tent.  flirt.    stitch a wound.    read palms.    use chopsticks.    write in cursive.    calligraphy.    use an electric drill.    braid hair.    make a campfire.

make a mixed drink.   do sudoku puzzles.    wrap a gift.    give a good massage.    jump start a car.    roll their tongue.    do magic tricks.    do yoga.    tie a tie.    skip a rock.    shuffle a deck of cards.    read morse code.    pick a lock.   fly a plane.    train animals.    fix a car.   apologize.    write a business letter.    write in a second language.    say the alphabet backwards.    read music.    cook complex meals.    change oil.   paint nails.    draw.    socialize.   march.    take apart a gun.   drive a rig.    operate a tank.    climb a tree.   rock climb.   tie a cherry stem.    basic first aid.    draw blood. put out a fire.

#DASH. #HC.

[youxmove]

THE  LITTLE  THINGS  MUSE  QUESTIONNAIRE.

FAVORITE  TEA :    Earl Gray or Green FAVORITE  COFFEE :   Cappuccino  FAVORITE  SWEET  SNACK :  Ice Cream FAVORITE  SAVORY  SNACK :  Cheetos     FAVORITE  FLOWER :     Roses or Cherry Blossoms  FAVORITE  COLOR(S) :  Rose Gold FAVORITE  FRUIT :  Strawberries or Pineapple FAVORITE  VEGETABLE : Carrots      FAVORITE  SEASON : Spring      FAVORITE  TIME  OF  DAY : Evening FAVORITE  KIND  OF  WEATHER : Sunny and 65 or Thunderstorms     LOVE  LANGUAGE(S)  TO  GIVE : Touch,  Acts of Service and Giving Gifts LOVE  LANGUAGE(S)  TO  RECEIVE :  Touch, Quality Time,  Words SPECIFIC  NICHE  LOVE  LANGUAGE :  Touch FAVORITE  HOBBIES :  Painting, Collecting Art, Baking, Riding Horses, Target Practice FAVORITE  BOOK(S) :  Great Gatsby and All Quiet on the Western Front FAVORITE  MOVIE(S) :  Titanic or The Proposal  FAVORITE  SONG(S) :   Unchained Melody by Righteous Brothers- Elvis Cover Also Acceptable  FAVORITE  MUSICIAN : Depends on the Genre (and the day) but Shania Twain will always be up there     FAVORITE  ANIMAL(S) :  Horses and Dolphins  FAVORITE  INSECT(S) :  Butterflies, but she’ll still swing at one out of slight fear FAVORITE  TERRAIN :  Cities and the Countryside

Tagged by: Stole it Tagging: You

#//It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero...Headcanon

[pescastories]

BOLD what your muse can do  /   repost ,  don’t reblog  !

bake a cake from scratch   /   ride a horse  /     drive a submarine     /   speak a second language  /     dance   /     catch a fish    /    play an instrument   /  throw a punch   /     build a deck     /    ice skate     /     unclog a drain    /   program a computer    /     change a flat tire     /    fire a gun    /    sew   /     juggle    /    play poker     /     paint   /    fly a kite    /     sculpt     /   write poetry      /     sing     /    shoot a bow and arrow     /     ride a bike     /     swim     /     sail a boat     /    do a backflip     /  play chess     /     give cpr     /     pitch a tent    /     flirt     /     stitch a wound  /     read palms     /     use chopsticks    /     write in cursive/calligraphy    /  use an electric drill    /     braid hair   /    make a campfire     /     make a mixed drink (it won't be a good one lol)     /     do sudoku puzzles    /    wrap a gift     /     give a good massage    /     jump - start a car    /     roll their tongue     /     do magic tricks     /     do yoga     /    tie a tie     /     skip a rock    /     shuffle a deck of cards    /     read morse code     /   pick a lock     /     fly a plane    /     train a dog / cat     /     fix a car    /     write a business letter    /    write in a second language     /     say the alphabet backwards    /    read music    /   cook complex meals     /     change oil     /     paint nails     /     draw     /     socialize    /     take apart a gun     /     drive a rig     /     operate a tank     /     climb a tree     /     rock climb     /     tie a cherry stem     /     basic first-aid  /     draw blood     / put out a fire

Tagged by: Stole it

Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this !

#— ❛❛ // Edith G. ¦ You can't see me behind the screen ・ 「 IN 」 #— ❛❛ // OOC ¦ We are number one ・ 「 DG 」

[feralreason]

BOLD what your muse can do  /   repost ,  don’t reblog  !

bake a cake from scratch   /   ride a horse  /     drive a submarine     /   speak a second language  /     dance   /     catch a fish    /     play an instrument   /   throw a punch    /     build a deck     /    ice skate     /     unclog a drain    /    program a computer    /     change a flat tire     /     fire a gun     /     sew   /     juggle     /     play poker     /     paint   /    fly a kite    /     sculpt     /   write poetry      /     sing     /    shoot a bow and arrow     /     ride a bike     /     swim     /     sail a boat     /    do a backflip     /  play chess     /     give cpr     /     pitch a tent     /     flirt     /     stitch a wound   /     read palms     /     use chopsticks    /     write in cursive/calligraphy    /   use an electric drill     /     braid hair   /    make a campfire     /     make a mixed drink (it won't be a good one lol)     /     do sudoku puzzles    /    wrap a gift     /     give a good massage    /     jump - start a car    /     roll their tongue     /     do magic tricks     /     do yoga     /    tie a tie     /     skip a rock    /     shuffle a deck of cards    /     read morse code     /    pick a lock     /     fly a plane    /     train a dog / cat     /     fix a car     /     write a business letter    /    write in a second language     /     say the alphabet backwards    /    read music    /   cook complex meals     /     change oil     /     paint nails     /     draw     /     socialize    /     take apart a gun     /     drive a rig     /     operate a tank     /     climb a tree     /     rock climb     /     tie a cherry stem     /     basic first-aid  /     draw blood     / put out a fire

Tagged by: stole it

Tagging: take it, it's yours my friend.

#𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓. — dash games : ❝ ɪ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ 'ꜰᴜɴ' ɪɴ 'ꜰᴜɴᴇʀᴀʟ' ! ❞

[flaggedred]

BOLD what your muse can do  /   repost ,  don’t reblog  !

bake a cake from scratch   /   ride a horse  /     drive a submarine     /   speak a second language  /     dance   /     catch a fish    /     play an instrument   /   throw a punch    /     build a deck     /    ice skate     /     unclog a drain    /    program a computer    /     change a flat tire     /     fire a gun     /     sew   /     juggle     /     play poker     /     paint   /    fly a kite    /     sculpt     /   write poetry      /     sing     /    shoot a bow and arrow     /     ride a bike     /     swim     /     sail a boat     /    do a backflip     /  play chess     /     give cpr     /     pitch a tent     /     flirt     /     stitch a wound   /     read palms     /     use chopsticks    /     write in cursive/calligraphy    /   use an electric drill     /     braid hair   /    make a campfire     /     make a mixed drink     /     do sudoku puzzles    /    wrap a gift     /     give a good massage    /     jump - start a car    /     roll their tongue     /     do magic tricks     /     do yoga     /    tie a tie     /     skip a rock    /     shuffle a deck of cards    /     read morse code     /    pick a lock     /     fly a plane    /     train a dog / cat     /     fix a car     /     write a business letter    /    write in a second language     /     say the alphabet backwards    /    read music    /   cook complex meals     /     change oil     /     paint nails     /     draw     /     socialize    /     take apart a gun     /     drive a rig     /     operate a tank     /     climb a tree     /     rock climb     /     tie a cherry stem     /     basic first-aid  /     draw blood     / put out a fire

Tagged by: stole it

Tagging: you!

#╰ ♡ ✧ 「 🎀 」 — ❪ dash games ❫

[ack3rlady]

The Universe Had His Back - Chapter 6

Sunshine

Summary: Reader finally goes back home to meet Levi & Luna and discovers the true reason behind her fallout with him.

Chapters: Five | Six | Seven

Master List

Warnings: Fem! Reader, Fluff, Spice - non-explicit , Modern AU

Word Count: ~ 2.7k

Inspiration: Shall We - Chen

Tags: @sooibian, @queenofcurse, @red-n-tall, @badbitxhbuckybarnes , @sweet-assh0le ; Anyone else who'd like to be tagged, please let me know!

Being at the patisserie today was difficult. You were exhausted after staying up all night in anticipation of how the day would go. The thought of returning to your old home that evening to see Levi and Luna combined with the revelation bombs that Hange had dropped on you yesterday had your heart in your throat for a good part of the day.

You were so distracted that a dozen eggs went flying from your hands when Miche tapped on your shoulder from behind during one of his usual visits, causing a huge mess on the kitchen floor. You had blown up at your new assistants Reiner, Bertholdt and Annie for looking at you wrong when they rushed to help with cleaning up the mess, after which Miche had officially ordered everyone to stay out of your way.

Your head rested on his shoulder, as you ate a ham and Swiss cheese sandwich, sat in the breakroom during lunch hour. Mikasa sat opposite you, quietly analyzing your body language, contemplating whether breaking the silence would be the correct choice to make. The television news anchor’s gibber-gabber played like white noise in the background while you chewed on the dry bread at a frustratingly slow pace, your eyes glued to the Aztec patterns on the ceramic backsplash beyond the sink. After hearing you sigh for the fourth time in three minutes, Miche decided to finally speak up.

“You do realize you’re not going to war, right? It’s just your little girl, not a titan. What has got you this terrified?”

He was right. Why were you overthinking this? Luna was your own daughter. She could never hate you, could she? Would she despise you for not being there for her for the last two months? What if she refused to see you today? What if she refused to see you at all? Your breathing began speeding up again.

“Oi!”, Miche jerked his shoulder and shook you out of your thoughts. “Stop worrying, will you? It'll be just fine.”

This resulted in another sigh from you and an eyeroll from the two.

Hours flew by in a matter of what felt like seconds. It was already time to leave for the much-awaited reunion. You assured Miche that you were okay to drive when he offered you a lift. Upon beginning on the familiar route you took every day for the last five years before you moved, memories of the long periods you spent stuck in traffic, longing to see your family after an exhausting day at work flashed before your eyes. Unlike then, you were hoping to be stuck in it today, just so that you could buy more time to prepare yourself.

But obviously, life had other plans. You zoomed past surprisingly empty roads and didn’t have stop at many red lights. And before you knew it, you pulled up on the street outside the house, your house, within fifteen minutes. You sat in your car frantically shaking your leg and running your hands through your hair, looking at the little home where you had spent both the best and the worst days of your life.

Light emanated from the large windows, the Prussian blue front door that you and Levi had painted yourselves, was closed, the lawn was freshly mowed, and Luna’s swing set sat on the grass just like it did while you still lived there. The sight made your heart warm, but you couldn’t get yourself to walk towards it. You gripped the steering wheel and laid your head on it, trying to calm down, until a knock on the window caused you to jump. You looked up to find Levi hunched over and motioning you to step outside.

“Oi! You’ve been parked here for thirty minutes. Are you coming home or what?”, he asked when you lowered the window.

Home?

You decided to finally leave the comfortable confines of your vehicle and slowly made your way to the house, your heart beating rapidly. Levi’s hand found yours; the warmth from his fingers intertwining with yours made your breath hitch.

“It's going to be okay. She’s really excited to see you.”, he assured you when you met his eyes.

Inhaling deeply, you stepped inside the house. Everything looked exactly how you remembered it. The sheer white curtains lining the French windows were gently blowing with the breeze, the rich cherry-wood grandfather clock that stood ticking away at the far end of the living room, books were lined neatly on shelves, family pictures were mounted on the wall, warm yellow light from the lamps illuminated all these features - it was all unchanged. You were instantly drawn to the pictures. Letting go of Levi’s hand, you moved to stand in front of the wall, softened gaze roaming through them and reminiscing the happy memories they brought back.

“Mama!” You were roused from your reverie by a voice you yearned to hear for the last two months. Immediately, Luna had clung to your leg like a koala bear.

“Loonie!” you squealed, picking her up and pulling her into a solid embrace.

“I missed you, Mama!”, she reciprocated with an equally tight hug.

“Oh, I missed you so much more, baby girl!”, you didn’t realize when you began sobbing.

Levi, who was happily watching your reunion from a distance, walked closer and placed his hand on your shoulder, giving it a light squeeze as a reminder for you to stay strong.

“I’ll get dinner ready. Moon beam, why don’t you take Mama up to your room?”, he drew Luna’s attention as you stole some moments to compose yourself. The little one zealously tugged on your hand and guided you upstairs yapping in excitement the whole way.

You watched in awe as she told you story after story about everything she could possibly remember since the day you last saw her. Her angelic voice was like cool water to your parched ears. What took you so long to come back here? All the fear of rejection vanished in thin air as Luna modeled the new dresses you just gifted to her, and showcased the toys and books that her doting Papa, uncles and aunts bought. She insisted that you tie her hair into two space buns like you always did before because apparently, “Papa never gets it right like you do.”

Levi leaned against the door frame and smiled at the sight of Luna theatrically narrating an especially thrilling story about her encounter with a ladybug in the backyard. He clicked a mental picture of his little girl's dramatic oration while you marveled at her as if she sprinkled the stars up in the sky. As soon as she was finished telling how the polka-dotted bug landed right on the ridge of her nose, she spotted her father and announced that the three of you were to immediately commence with a tea party.

Akin to the rest of the evening, Luna insisted upon sitting on your lap as you sipped on hibiscus tea that Levi brewed while she drank the warm turmeric latte that she requested you to make. You peppered the top of her head with kisses as the walls of your home reverberated with more tales about her day at the park, and about a puppy that tickled her fingers by licking them. At 8:00 PM sharp, Levi declared that it was time for dinner when you finished your respective beverages.

His signature dish, Tonkotsu ramen was on the menu that both you and Luna gobbled it up in no time. For dessert, you brought her favorite strawberry ice-cream mochi that you made yourself at the patisserie. You two ladies chatted away and Levi participated every now and then.  You couldn’t help but think how perfect this felt and going by his serene expression, Levi seemed to be mirroring your thoughts.

Bath time after dinner had been a routine as the three-year-old was still learning to eat by herself and more often than not, made a big mess. You volunteered to bathe her while he cleaned up.  He slet out a content sigh when Luna’s laughter accompanied by yours echoed through the house as you splashed her with water while she played in the tub. Even the most beautiful music in the world did not hold a candle to this harmony that was falling on his ears.

When it was finally time for bed, Luna was in deep slumber within minutes, drowsy after a warm bath and a fun-filled evening. You reclined on the bed by her side, caressing her hair and listening to her mellow snores, and Levi sat on the armchair by the bed, catching up on some reading, occasionally glancing at the pair of you.

It was tranquil. The light from her moon-shaped night lamp dimly illuminated the room. The dream catcher that you made for her swayed over your hear. Nothing but sound of the soft breaths of your baby and of Levi occasionally turning the page of his novel filled the air. There was no stress, no negativity, only peace of mind. With closed eyes, you took it all in, this life you missed so much.

You had been entranced for a while before feeling a soft tap on your forearm. Levi signaled you with his neck to head outside. Right as you tried to get out of bed as gently as possible, a little hand gripped yours tightly.

“Mama, don’t leave.”, the melancholy in Luna's sleepy voice tugged on the strings of your heart. You opened your mouth to respond, but words refused to spawn.

“Moon beam, Mama will be back home with us soon.”

Levi was now on the bed beside you, caressing Luna’s hair with one hand and clutching yours tightly with the other. It was hard to decide whether the sudden flutter in your heart was a result of bewilderment, or from the warmth of his words.

Making sure she was really asleep this time you both lightly kissed the snoozing baby, snugly tucked her in and made your way downstairs.

“Tea?”, he offered while entering the kitchen. You obliged, making yourself comfortable on the couch, not ignoring the sudden Deja- vu that dawned upon you.

He soon returned with two steaming cups of fragrant chamomile tea and sat next to you, stretching his arm on the backrest. He absentmindedly twirled strands of your hair between his fingers as you both sipped the hot beverage in a serene silence.

“I owe you an explanation.”, Levi finally began.

You turned to face him, with your back now resting against the arm of the couch. Poles apart from his usual calm demeanor, he looked... fidgety. His puffed the already plump pillows beside him, eyes glancing over everything in the room but you. Your continued silence was enough sign for him to go on with what he wanted to say.

“Uh... You are the first person I’m about to tell this to. In fact, I have never even uttered this out loud before. I only just came to terms with it myself.”, he exhaled sharply.

“What is it, Levi?”, you urged.

"Okay. Here goes. Something in me changed on the day Luna was born. I knew that as a father, I was expected to be her protector; that's what I was told a father should be. But- But I was too afraid for her. It was an obsession, almost blinding. It started with keeping the kid out of harm's way at all costs. But it just deteriorated from there. As she grew up, she wanted to try new things and explore. And you, like any parent would, encouraged her to do just that. It makes me sick to even say this, but my urge to shield Luna got so bad that I started to perceive you as a threat to our own daughter. I got these splitting headaches and I’d black out and lose track of what I was saying or doing every time things didn’t go my way. I didn’t even realize when I pushed you far, far away until it was too late.”, he sighed, his gaze locked on the blank television screen in front of him.

Your stomach was in twists, horrified face exuding your inability to grasp what you just heard. There was a long, pregnant pause as he waited for you to say something... anything.

“How could you?”

Levi and you had been together for a long time even before you married. You were offended that he could feel this way about you. It made you furious that he put you, Luna and himself through so much pain. Neither of you could control tears from being shed as he continually begged for your forgiveness.

"I knew I had fucked up, the moment I signed those papers. I turned our whole world upside down with my own hands. My mind felt like a prison that I could not break out of, and instead of letting you help me, I abandoned you.", he despaired.

Your rage started to evaporate when he described how lost he felt the moment you were gone; how he had hung on to Luna like his life depended on it, just to maintain his sanity. He was barely sleeping and the frequent nightmares he had were only making things worse. He told you how he had been working hard on controlling his impulses - starting by trusting Furlan, Isabel, Hange or Erwin with taking care of her in his absence.

“I can’t express how much I regret letting you go, love. I wish for every second of every day that I hadn't done it.”, He was breathing raggedly, as if trying hold back another wave of tears.

You quietly stared at him, unable to think of anything to say to him.

“It is getting late. I should leave.”, you sniffled as you began to gather your things.

Your mind was in scrambles; the heartache threatening another breakdown. It was almost midnight, the tea had done its job and you were exhausted, causing your feelings to be much more amplified than they would be otherwise. The last two days had been too much to process.

He nodded in despondency and watched you walking to the door.

It reminded him of something.

This.

This was his nightmare coming true. Again.

In his dream he was stuck to the floor, robbed of his voice, his limbs frozen. He couldn't let that miserable dream win this time. He needed to stop you. He had to have you back. He couldn't let you leave.

Not again.

Just as you were about to step out, he called out your name and reached out for your hand.

“Stay.”, he whispered, almost too softly.

“Levi, I have to be at work early tomor...”

“Why are you such a dumbass? Do I really need to spell everything out for you?”, he interrupted.

“You’re not helping your case right now.”, you raised your brow.

“I love you, you idiot. I let you go once, and I don’t want to do it again. I wont survive being away from you any longer. I need you. I horribly failed at being a good husband. But I promise I’ll make everything right if you give me another chance. Please.”, he begged, the lone tear running down his cheek shone in the dim luminescence of the room.

Dumbfounded, you gaped at his anguished face. You were wordlessly taking in what he had just said when he mistook your silence for rejection and turned around, looking dejected.

“Levi!”, you clutched his hand and pulled him towards you.

Your bodies collided, faces just a few inches away from each other's. Reaching for his face with your other hand, you wiped the tear away with your thumb.

“Kiss me.”, you breathed.

He looked... befuddled, unable to comprehend the words that just left your tongue. Getting impatient, you took it upon yourself to close whatever little distance that remained between you.

And like pieces of a puzzle, your lips met; perfectly merging together as if that’s where they always belonged. The stars that twinkled in front of your closed eyes accompanied were by ecstatic explosions in your heart and butterflies in your stomach. His lips tasted like sweet chamomile tea, with hints of the tangy strawberry from earlier. His touch was so gentle that you were transported back in time to the balcony of his old apartment where a shy Levi took all evening to muster up the courage to kiss you after your first date while it snowed outside.

The tenderness soon heightened into fiery passion when his hands wandered down to your thighs to pick you up and pin you against the door, slamming it shut. Waltzing tongues, heavy breaths, frisky hands; you were like two starving animals who were just presented with their favorite meals, hungrily grabbing the other and moaning into each other's mouths. He began to fiddle with the hem of your shirt, pulling it up with one hand as the other held you firmly against the door.

“Oi! What the fuck?”, Levi resembled a child who dropped his ice-cream on a hot summer day when you swatted his hand away.

“Slow down, Tiger. What’s the rush?”, you smiled coyly while wiggling out of his grip.

“I-I uh...”, He looked dazed, unable to form sentences.

“I love you too, Levi. I never stopped. But I don’t want to get hurt again. It has only been a day since we reconnected. Can we take this slow?”, you sighed, smoothing his hair and straightening out his shirt.

“We’ll go at whatever pace you’d like.”

A/N: So, did you ever expect to be Levi's Modern AU Zeke Yaeger? 🙊😬

Chapters: Five | Six | Seven

#levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman #attack on titan #snk #shingeki no kyojin #levi ackerman x fem!reader #levi ackerman fluff #levi ackerman angst #levi ackerman fic #levi ackerman imagine #levi ackerman headcanons #domestic levi #dad!levi #aot fic

[okaywitheverything]

World’s Worst Best Men: Itachi x Wife!Reader

A/n: I'm not writing a summary but I have a feeling you'll like this one. Not so much romance as usual, but it is fun and I’m proud of it. 

Pairing: Itachi x Wife!Reader, Platonic Sasuke x Reader

Word Count: 1.7K

Here’s the dress I imagine wearing. Though, your imagination is key.

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Uchiha weddings were nothing, if not extravagant and over the top, you should know, you have had one for yourself.

Standing beside your husband of three years, the prodigy, Itachi Uchiha, you couldn't have been happier. Sasuke was getting married and you and Itachi had the most triumphant grins on your faces, both beaming gleefully.

You and Itachi had been childhood bestfriends but didn't start dating dating until late teen years. So naturally Sasuke had been an important person in your life, an amazing boy whom you had watched grow up.

The wedding had been a blast, everyone enjoying themselves to the fullest. Asuma and Kurenai were dancing along with their son in a group with Kakashi and Gai. Kakashi drunk dancing was really a sight for sore eyes.

Genma was at the bar, really vibing with one of Sakura's distant aunts while Iruka was being paired up with one of Hinata's quiet aunts by Naruto.

Minato and Kushina were standing alongside Fugake and Mikoto drinking champagne and feeling proud.Smiles of genuine happiness were on each of their faces as they felt their life goals had been achieved.

Of course all the boys were dancing alongside the Jounins' group with Sasuke in between surrounded by a wild Naruto, drunk Kiba, flustered Lee and other friends of the like.

The girls were in their own group with the bride in between surrounded by perfectionist Ino, jovial Tenten, inebriated Temari, bewildered Hinata and likewise. Ino kept straightening the flowers in the newlywed girl's hair.

This was all you could ever ask for someone as important to you as Sasuke. You, someone who never cried, almost shed a tear when Sauske said his vows. The fact he found love in his life made you really grateful to God.

After all the guest tired themselves out by uncoordinated and off beat dancing, it was time for the best man's speech or in this case, best men.

Naruto and Itachi were the two best men as they both mean the world to Sasuke. His best friend and his elder brother.

With a champagne flute in hand, Naruto started, "Putting our rivalry aside for one day, I would go so far as to call you-, this is only a once in a lifetime privilege remember Teme," He referred to Sasuke getting off track his speech, "-my best friend. Who would have thought you would get married? Howbeit to a girl?"

Everybody laughed, silently agreeing with Naruto. The atmosphere of the wedding hall was bright, beautiful and cheery. The exuberant and buoyant gathering listened with real enthusiasm.

"I don't have anything against you marrying a guy, honestly because all of us expected you to, after you broke a lot of poor girls' hearts."

Sasuke seemed really shocked at this, even his mouth fell open with widened eyes while everyone once again silently agreed. Sasuke's shock told you that he actually had never heard about this rumor before. 

God, he was a really oblivious kid.

"I know, Dobe," Naruto said referring to Sasuke's surprised expression, "I was that shocked too, when I came to know they shipped you with me nonetheless, because that was something even I wasn't aware of." Naruto and Sauke both made disgusted faces, as if on cue. The look of terror on Sasuke’s face might have led people to believe it was the most sinister thought ever.

But they did look cute together.

"But I guess they say, you aren't really best friends if they don't confuse you as homosexuals." Naruto let out a beaming grin while Sasuke gave a crooked smile. Everyone inwardly cooed at the pure expressions.

"However, there is one female I remember you crushing on, the only one in the entirety of our lives."

Sasuke had a look of horror on this face as he shook his head 'no' immediately, trying to get Naruto to shut up, specks of red in his eyes as he threatened to activate his 'Sharingan'.

"I remember you being all flustered and look at (Y/N) with heart eyes.”

Naruto's grin widened, showing his pearly whites, clearly content with Sasuke's reaction. 

Your name caught you off-guard and you were in absolute shock. People turned around to give you a not-so-subtle glance but you didn’t care. You always thought Sasuke was a shy and quiet kid who liked to keep to himself. Mikoto let out a cheer while Fugaku smiled. Itachi let out a deep-throated chuckle from beside you which caused you to turn to him, “You knew about this?”

He silently nodded with a smile on his face and you carried on, “And never even mentioned it to me? Would it have killed you to do so?”

“It wasn’t any of my business. Also, it was pretty funny.”

You lightly hit his arm and retorted, “Oh God, I don’t even know who I got married to!”

A smile still broke out on your face as you turned to Naruto once again.

“I remember once Kiba and I were hanging out and we heard a really high pitched shriek from the forest. We ran all the way inside thinking someone was in danger but it turned out to be Sasuke squealing beacuse it was (Y/N)’s birthday and she gave him a kiss on the cheek for some gift he gave her. I swear our ears started bleeding. He was so red that we thought all the tomatoes he ate finally caught up to him.”

You blinked twice, your expression blank. Then a coy smile made its way to your face. You looked over to find Sasuke as red as a cherry, not even meeting your eyes. He was definitely praying to God that looks could kill, so that Naruto would drop dead.

“I remember that back in the academy, he never let any of us touch his hair because (Y/N) ruffled it while dropping him off. So he would sit through the lessons looking like he just woke up.”

All his classmates snickered at that, recalling the fond memory, while you were amused. It was so hilarious to see such a stoic person so flabberghasted. 

“The most interesting incident that came out of all this was, and I’m totally risking my life by telling you all this. Sasuke would kill me if I even narrate it to anyone, rather announce it on the microphone at his wedding, but your best friend gets married only once. Well hopefully. If I turn up dead by the coming of dawn, it was Sasuke Uchiha everyone.”

Everyone laughed along once again while half of the people were on the edge of their seats thinking what it could possibly be. Sasuke had a puzzled expression on his face, anticipating and fearing what Naruto had up his sleeve.

“Anyways, one when we were high........ I mean drunk, he confessed of a secret love letter he wrote to (Y/N) as a tween but never sent it.”

Your eyes widened as you let out an audible gasp while the room buzzed with chortles and sniggers. Your brother-in-law crushing on you wasn’t necessary negative news but the whole event had overwhelmed you that you could not contemplate even your reaction.

Apparently, you were the only one to be surprised as all the other guests smiled knowingly and cackled. You glanced over to find Sasuke so scarlet that you wondered if the sharingan had spread to his face given that his kekkei genkai was active now.

Itachi chuckled again seeing your reaction and put an arm around your shoulder while gently squeezing. You turned to him and finaly let out a chuckle yourself, eyes still widened in disbelief.

“Am I dreaming?” you asked and shook your head.

“Seriously though, have I been that oblivious Itachi? How could I not notice this while everyone here recalls it as some keen memory?” You held your head with one hand, leaning furthermore into itachi. Your eyes flickered to see Sasuke’s eyes, boring apologetically into your own. 

One look at his chiseled face told you of his anxiety and concern. The small frown on his face saddened your heart.

Does he think I hate him? Poor baby, NO!

You weren’t offened, flattered if anything. But the spontaneity of the situation rendered you speechless.

You gave him the best smile you could muster, wiggling your eyebrows at him and blowing him a kiss from your cherry lips, and grinning again.

He visibly relaxed, shoulders now less taut, jaw a bit slackened though his face remained painted in scarlet hues. Seeing him calm down, you winked at him and turned to Naruto again, anticipating his next words.

“My only regret tonight is that I couldn’t find that letter even inside his personal diary or his deep closet. I swear it was there the last time! No worries, hope you found this speech of mine, entertaining as it is. One last toast to Sasuke though, for his new life ahead. Cheers.” 

Sasuke cooled down with each passing word, smirking triumphantly when he realised he won’t be shred of his remaining dignity anymore.

Everyone toasted together, drinking huge mouthfuls of their wines, rejoicing in Naruto’s words for Sasuke.

Itachi kissed your temple, and left you while moving to the centre of the stage, where Naruto was.

“If I may?” He asked as Naruto passed him the microphone.

“I’d like to say how proud of my baby brother to have come this far in life, as a great shinobi, an excellent son, a marvelous friend and a terific human overall.”

Everone clapped vigourously including you, while all his classmates hollered and hooted. A faint blush adorned Sasuke’s cheeks as he visibly pouted on being call ‘baby bro’.

“And I was about to give a half an hour long speech, but my wee brother’s best friend, Naruto just stole all my content. So much for the tales.” Itachi playfully sighed, all the specatators buzzed with laughter while Sasuke deadpanned.

Well, he wont forget his wedding day ever now. Everyone is dead set on embarrassing him.

“However, I do have something Naruto didn’t have.”

Everyone stilled, waiting with anticipation of what was about to come, including you. Itachi refused to rehearse his best man speech with you because he wanted to write a speech for Sasuke on his own, heartfelt and everything.

He reached inside his tuxedo’s jacket and took out an old cramped paper, yellowing a bit and you raised your eyebrows, questioningly.

Sasuke gulped.

“I have the love letter, everyone!”

Oh Wow.

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A/N: If you reading this, atleast you made it till the end. Thank you.

So that was that. It was some scenario I just thought about. A bit of a cliffhanger, I haven’t thought about a follow up part 2, but we’ll see if that’s what you want.

Thanks for the love you gave me on my first post, we reached 200 if you count the separate posts I made by mistake. This inspires me to write. Remember, requests are OPEN so feel free to hit my asks page. 

#naruto #naruto imagine #naruto x reader #sasuke #sasuke x reader #sasuke imagine #sasuke and itachi #itaxhi x reader #itachi x wife!reader #naruto wedding #humour #love triangle #best man #imagine #fic #narutofic #kakashi #fugaku #itachi #wedding #newwriter

[twstlotus]

Happy Birthday, Leona! 🎂

A small (if you count 1086 words of writing “small”) something that I wrote for a special lion’s birthday. Something I decided would be better instead of writing a full on lovemail essay for him here...

Anyway, happy birthday, Leona-san! May your days be filled with the most comfortable of naps and finest of meat to feast on.

Everyone make sure to wish Leona a happy birthday, won’t you?

Leona’s grumpy attitude began to shine when he was so abruptly awoken by the sounds of ringing chimes playing on his phone. Initially, he tried to ignore it and simply go back to sleep; and for a moment– his plan seemed to work– until the sounds played again, as if showing him it’s persistence.

Begrudgingly, he reached for his desk where his phone rang. It was none other than his aggravating niece, Cheka. Leona accepted the call and before he could even register what or who was calling him and tell them to stop bothering him, Cheka yelled a “Happy Birthday Ojitan!!” with the most excited and joyful tone he could yell it in and the most cheerful smile he could muster, oblivious to how his Ojitan nearly dropped his phone, not even realizing what Cheka said, “Mama and Papa said they were busy but Papa said happy birthday to you too!”

“W-What the hell, furball!?” A stern look crossed his face. “Don’t just scream into the phone like that–!” He scolded. When was this kid given a phone..?

Cheka’s lips pursed into a small frown and crossed his hands, a pouty expression now painted on his face. “Don’t look so angry, Ojitan! It’s your birthday! And Ojitan should smile and laugh on his birthday, not be mad!” The cub puffed.

Eh...? Oh, it was the 27th of July. That time of year again.

Leona wasn’t one for birthdays, even his own. What was there to expect for him anyway? A glorious celebration held just for him? Heavenly tasting cake baked all night? Don’t make him laugh. That was something only his brother could experience, someone cherished, someone loved– those were two things Leona was not considered from the moment he was born.

Suddenly– his door slammed open, sounds of footsteps swiftly racing into the lion’s den that quickly stole Leona away from his thoughts.

A swarm of Savanaclaw students with bright smiles painted over their lips laughed.

“Happy Birthday, Leona-san!” They yelled unanimously– including you.

Cheka’s smile had only grown wider once he saw the Savanaclaw students and you burst in, clapping and cheering from the other side of the screen. “See? All your friends are here, too! And they’re all so happy, so you shouldn’t be angry either, Ojitan– you should be happy!” Cheka cheered, his voice heard by the other Savanaclaw students.

You approached him with a curious look, “Hmm? You were upset earlier?” You cooed to Leona who shot you a somewhat irritated yet sleepy frown. “Hmph. If you were woken up from your nap like how I was, I’m sure you’d feel the same.” The lion yawned, stretching his arms out before placing his phone on a stand on his desk so Cheka could follow on what was happening.

A small “tsk” ran across your tongue. Placing your hands on your hips, you shook your head with a disagreeing expression. “No, no. As much of a grumpy lion as you are usually, you can’t just start off your own birthday so unhappily,” You turned to Ruggie, a sly look now dancing on both your faces. “Luckily, Ruggie and I had already thought of this– Ruggie! Like we planned!” Your cheerful voice rang around the room.

The hyena then stepped forward, a playful grin tugging on his lips. “Okay then, Leona-san. I said before that a haughty attitude and a smug grin fits you better, right? Laugh with Me!” He said, his grin now expanding to a toothy grin and raised his hands with two fingers up. Leona swiftly mimicked Ruggie’s actions– albeit with clear exasperation trying to make itself visible on Leona’s face.

“E-erff..! Oi, Ruffie, shtop it–!” Leona commanded through a forced grin, resulting in you and Jack chuckling to yourselves while the rest of the Savanaclaw students merely watched in shock as their leader was so easily controlled; and Cheka with stars in his eyes as he watched his Ojitan smile– even if it wasn’t exactly his doing.

After such a commotion, you, Jack, and Ruggie were able to convince Leona and bring him around campus, announcing his birthday and asking for a few gifts from others to give to him. Some gave genuine, nice gifts and there were some like Vil…who gave him a pocket mirror with the demand of “fixing that unruly hair of his”. The results of that encounter weren’t ideal.

Yet despite such an encounter, and how much Leona seemed to groan and complain about bringing him on such a bothersome walk such as this; he truly enjoyed the attention and care given to him, especially when it was you who mostly planned for the occasion upon learning that his birthday was on this very day. You herbivore sure do care a lot about Leona, huh?

When returning to the Savanaclaw dormitory, the four of you were greeted with a large chocolate cake decorated in frosting of the same flavor with cherries to accompany it. The words “Happy Birthday, Leona-san!” were written on a small white-chocolate flavored sign that was placed atop of the cake.

It was a rather simple cake compared to the ones Leona had seen made for his brother before, but he would be lying if he said that he didn’t like it– or even loved it. But of course, the prideful lion would never admit that out loud.

At the end of the day, the three of you gave Leona your gifts. Jack gave him Magift gear that allowed the user to utilize their magic more efficiently and allowed them to move more speedily (of course, the gear was permitted in Magift tournaments and practice), Ruggie gave him a magical chessboard that allowed the user to be physically inside of the game and control it within, then there was you.

Your gift to Leona was a crown, a handmade one that you and a few others helped you in making. It was a golden crown with small colorful gems protruding from its sides, six each, and would shine brightly in the sun if it weren’t for nightfall already basking the dorm in its embrace.

Leona could only widen his eyes slightly when you handed him the crown before the three of you left him to his bidding. It wasn’t as large as other crowns he had seen, nor was it as regal, but there was a charm in it that made his heart warm, that made him smile.

Then a thought crossed his mind...maybe birthdays aren’t that bad after all.

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