Current Residence: anywhere that welcome me
Favourite genre of music: almost any
Favourite photographer: ?
Favourite style of art: Manga
Favourite cartoon character: Portugaz D. Ace
Personal Quote: Live life to the fullest
LeviXReader: Silent Night ______ nervously ran her fingers over the present in her hands. It was 10 minutes to midnight on christmas eve, and only her and Rivaille-heichou were awake. The christmas dinner had ended just an hour ago and everyone was knocked out in a drunken sleep, never to wake again.LeviXReader: Silent Night by neon-kitsune-kiki
______ sat by herself for the first hour and a half, contemplating whether she would give Rivaille his present now or later. After a while she figured she would do it since she was up and idly sat in the mess hall across from Rivaille, quietly thumbing over the brown parcel in her lap and sipping cold tea. At 5 minutes to midnight she struck up a conversation.
"So... um, nice weather huh heichou?" she stuttered out.
He glanced at her through the side of his eye, as he flipped through some kind of report. "So she speaks?" he said in a monotone. ______ blushed " I guess it is, on days like this I tolerate snow"
______ nodded and glanced at the clock. As it struck midnight ______ took a dee
The Princess and the Jester Beatriz looked out her window and sighed. Yet again she would have to attend a ball in hopes of finding a suitable prince to take her hand.The Princess and the Jester by neon-kitsune-kiki
Her father had calmly reassured her (unwillingly) that all would be okay. That he would find a handsome kind man to take care of her. Her mother wasn’t as nice about it. She discouraged Beatriz‘s hobbies of drawing and writing and made her practice etiquette instead, calling her an insult to the Muse name.
Ironically enough despite being a Muse her mother forbid music calling it loud noise that distracts her from necessities, such as pretending to care what nobles were saying. Yet even though she acted this way towards Beatriz she praised the younger daughter for her talent in art and music and encouraged it.
Beatriz was brought out of her daze by Kaia, her chamber maid. Despite being the same age Kaia had been chosen as a tutor, maid a
A Forgetful Winter Beatrice looked out the window at the pure white snow that enveloped her lawn. She sighed and looked about her room. It was fairly simple, she had a bookshelf filled to the brim and the wall was covered with her art. Her drawing book lay on the floor abandoned by the sudden snowfall, making the scenery outside almost magical. A small smile graced her lips as she bounded down her steps, running towards the doorway tugging on her favourite purple snow boots and matching scarf, with a white jacket. She quickly opened her front door barely hearing her mother telling her not to go far.A Forgetful Winter by neon-kitsune-kiki
Beatrice stepped outside admiring the sight up close. She immedietly dropped backwards making a perfect snow angel. She turned to examine it and smiled, satisfied with her work. She turned noticing a small wintery forest beside her house that as she recalled, was not there before. Being a young adventurous child of course she traveled inside. The forest was thick with trees t
Memores (V) | Levi x ReaderMemores (V) | Levi x Reader by unraveledtruth
How much had he heard? Visage remaining blank, he simply quirked a brow in expectation of a proper answer.
“Erwin told you about my dreams, right? The shit I’ve been seeing lately?”
The neutral expression seemed to falter as he noticed how frightened you were. What were you hiding from him? And why did you seem so scared of telling?
“You knew me from a long time ago,” you responded, mind scrambling to come up with a convincing story. “When we were a lot younger, you used to have those nightmares a lot.”
Sharp eyes staring at you warily, he watched for any hint of reluctance; any sign of suspicion. He couldn’t remember his past at all-- he didn’t know why, nor did he care. You could tell that he didn’t believe you, distress growing as you struggled to continue talking.
You hadn’t even introduced yourself to him yet-- you were interrupted the first time. Your name spilled from your lips to avoid his further questions, hopi