you, a thousand times over

🐍🍩

[austajunk]

Also, at this point, I'm starting to think Kodaka might actually kill himself if he doesn't have a depressed "normie" guy/gal as his main character, if Megumi Ogata isn't somewhere in that main cast, or if he works more than 15 feet away from Rui Komatsuzaki ever.

[vampireistic]

nod krai and snezhnaya are NOT only based off russia please y’all i’m gonna lose my fucking mind

the slavics / baltics in nod krai:

“kyryll chudomirovich” (flins) is bulgarian, he’s based off a bulgarian painter from what i’ve seen and his name is an amalgamation of english words translating broadly to “miracle peacekeeper”.

lauma is based off the woodland spirit in latvian/lithuanian mythology of the lauma (laumé), from her deer appearance and love of nature it seems she’s based slightly more off the lithuanian characterisation—since in the latvian version she’s an assistant in birth and takes on the role as a spiritual foster mother to children who have lost their mothers.

“jahoda” is directly slavic, in czech and slovak, jahoda means “strawberry” and in polish, it means berry in general. it’s also just a fairly common surname in czechia, slovakia, and poland. and fun fact, berries were quite often given as gifts/offerings to our forest spirits (leshy/lesní muži) or as part of midsummer traditions!

varka’s name is confusing because it has multiple roots and varied meanings. in russian it means boiling / brewing / cooking, but it could also be a nickname from varvara (slavic form of barbara) which i actually find fucking hilarious so i’m taking that as canon.

if you cared even the slightest about the accuracies of culture in natlan and sumeru and went out of your way to complain or change it in your personal art/writing, i hope you share the exact same energy for slavic/baltic countries. our cultures are already stolen and belittled to nothing but either inferior to or adjacent to russian, we deserve our own identities and cultures to shine without it being related to the one country in eastern europe you know.

others:

the name “nicole” is common everywhere in europe and i don’t know enough about the character to understand if it’s just the general name or a deeper root. but you can’t go to poland and not find at least six women in the span of a few feet named nicole xD

aino’s name originates in finnland (like actually quite a few terms that i’ve seen pop up in nod krai), the name translates to “only one" or "unique", and it originates from finnish mythology, popularized by the national epic, the kalevala.

nefer is unrelated to any slavic or baltic mythology, her name is taken from nefertiti to mean “beautiful”.

columbina’s name (like the other harbingers) is based off a character in the italian “commedia dell’arte”, where columbina is the clever maidservant. her name also translates to “little dove.”

there’s more to the east than russia, china, japan and korea 📍

[getmoneyghoul]

love and peace?

[takkyei]

one last kiss

[specialredo]

who out here ready to RUMBLE 💥💥💥💥💥🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

[shslprince]

good luck on the hunt everyone

[yuusishi]

Oh…Ghost!Skully x reincarnated!Reader where Skully forgot about Reader…

[prizcesah]

NBC Event Spoilers

one more because i cant get over this guy

[nata-mata]

[pakj]

Hi, yumenation! I just want to post about my yumeship from Honkai: Star Rail

Aventurine/Indigo (oc)

(third pic drawn by @IIbonbonII)

They used to be a companion, but due to Aventurine’s condition to prove his worth and his goal to aim for a higher position to save his people. They started to fall apart.

In one mission, Indigo tried to save Aventurine and alomost got them to fail the task. Causing her to be transferred to Business Consolidate Department as a parolee.

(comic drawn by @cyanin7_alt)

translate from left to right:

p.1 “This is the best choice,”

p.2 “for me, for you, and for everyone else.” “Farewell,” “I hope that we will have a chance to cooperate in the future.”)

As they continued forward on their own, there were some moments that they thought drifted back to each other.

They met each other again on a rainy night several years later — after Aventurine became “Aventurine of Stratagems” and Indigo became a senior manager in the Business Consolidate Department — but they were not quite getting back together. Indigo (oc) wishes Aventurine the best. However, knowing that his life is in the hand of IPC, and someday he will place a grand gamble that may cause his life. Aventurine cannot allow himself to respond to Indigo’s feelings.

(art by @cyanin_alt7 on twitter)

They did joint projects together from time to time, but neither touched the subject of their (past) relationship nor talked about the elephant in the room. They might continue this song and dance forever, but then Penacony happened.

Indigo (oc) didn’t have a role in these schemes. The only goal for her was wanting to stay behind Aventurine to make sure that if he turned back, he would always find her there.

They limited only 10 pictures to post on mobile (sadge) I will continue their story later!

P.S. I mostly post my yume content on twitter (X); you can find me here! @pppppaiestxoc

[twstgameplay]

Hi ! May I ask Who have the strongest heal ?

Hello～

The strongest heal is Cerberus Ortho with 11,982 HP at Card Lv.110, Magic Lv.10.

Otherwise, the permanent card with the highest heal is [R] Uniform Rook with 9,071 HP at Card Lv.70, Magic Lv.10.

Below is the list of all healers sorted by Card Rarity and descending by heal amount. (Last updated June 2023 with 3rd Anniversary stats and Magic 3)

You can find this chart and more in our Resources post, which includes the information above in a spreadsheet of all the effects (heals, buffs, debuffs) that the cards have!

[kirkirk]

Charade Maniacs Tokuten Translation - All day with you [キミとの一日]

Before you read: Second time translating for Charamani! I’m really in love with this game, FD now, please. Again, if you spot any mistakes, let me know right away and I’ll change it asap!!! I had a hard time with Ebana’s part because his rough Japanese can be hard on my little brain, if you have any notes for his part I'll be more than glad to fix it. This tokuten features Haiji, Ebana, and Dazai. They each have their own short scenario, but the three scenes happen chronologically on the same day. It’s up to you if you only want to get to your man or if you’re listening to the three of them. Enjoy!! This one is really really cute.

PART 1 // SPOILER WARNING

DAZAI: Oh, you’re here… I feel bad since you took the trouble to come, but… this CD is a tokuten for Charade Maniacs, you know?

EBANA: To cut to the case, that means there could be spoilers from the main story. If you haven’t finished it, play it and come back then.

DAZAI: Ebana, couldn’t you really phrase it more nicely?

EBANA: If they had played it, they would already know I’m always like this. There’s no problem, right?

HAIJI: Is that so…? I thought I heard earlier that this CD would be a little sof-…

EBANA: Shut up, you little-!!!! Don’t you dare say a single word more!

(Ebana running away SFX)

DAZAI: Ahh, and he’s gone. Well. To sum up, there could be spoilers ahead, so, if you haven’t done it, come back after finishing the main story.

HAIJI: We will be waiting for you right here. Finish the game and come see us, okay?

DAZAI: Then… Charade Maniacs store tokuten CD – The whole day with you.  I hope you have fun.

PART 2 // TAKUMI HAIJI

(Moving bedsheets SFX)

Oh, good morning! You finally opened your eyes, didn’t you…

Sorry for entering without permission. I tried calling you a thousand times and I never got an answer. Don’t worry though! I only saw your sleeping face, so it’s okay.

Your expression while sleeping was very cute, I couldn’t take my eyes off… I don’t really know how to put it, but, for some reason, the fact that you were sleeping got my heart all excited.

Oh? Your face is red, are you okay?

(More bedsheet SFX)

Ah! You hid.

Are you still sleepy? Today’s breakfast was…errr, croque-madame! I thought it would be nice if we ate together, so that’s why I came wake you up.

The fried egg on top of the bread looked really tasty! Come on, if we don’t go quick, it will get cold…! So pleaaaase… wake up!

Aww, this is a problem… Eating breakfast alone is very boring! Hmmm…

Oh! I got it!! Then I can sleep with you! Huff…

(Haiji lies on the bed SFX)

It’s very soft… and warm! There’s also this amazing smell coming out…

If you are that sleepy, forget about breakfast and let’s laze around together all day long. I think that could be fun too. Also, since we are like this, I feel like I have you all for myself.

Aaaah… Hey, can I squeeze you as we are?

(Bed escaping SFX)

Huh? Did you finally wake up? What a shame, just when I was starting to get comfy…

Since you got up, that means you’re coming for breakfast, right?

If you have to get ready, can I help? I really want to do it, can’t I?

Really? Then I will comb your hair. Here. Sit!

It’s very pretty... So silky and soft! It feels great to the touch and smells really nice. So this was where the smell I felt in bed was coming from…

I kept wondering how it would feel if I touched your hair…, I’m very happy I finally know!

Hey, since this is a special occasion, can I try to go for a different style? What would be good…? I think you would look good with anything though.

I can do whatever I want? Ummm, then, how about something like this…?

Okay, it’s done! This is called ‘ponytail’, right? I read about it in a book before and wanted to see it for myself. I hope it came out good…

For real!? Your compliments make me happy…! You always wear your hair down and I like it, but I think having it tied up like this also suits you.

It’s reaaally cute… The cutest in the world.

Oh? Your face got even redder than before?

(Running and hiding in bed SFX)

Ha? You hid again…

Heeeey, come on out, quick!! Breakfast!!! You were going to eat it with me, weren’t you?

What happened? Ah, maybe…, did you want us to sleep together after all? Okay, I got it. Let’s do that then.

(Haiji gets into bed SFX)

I knew it! It’s so soft and warm…! I’m really happy that we’re together, let’s stay the whole day like this, okay...?

PART 3 // EBANA

(Cooking SFX)

What. It was you… What did you come here to do? Huhh?! You were ‘running away’? So now you play tag.

Playing in a situation like this… You sure have got some nerve. Whatever, it’s time for lunch and I’m already started with the preparations, so you should just-…

Hey, what’s with that? Your head… Ooh, so Haiji did it? Well, you have a different vibe than you usually do, maybe even a better one…

(More cooking SFX)

What? Can’t you tell just by looking? These are leftovers from yesterday’s spinaches, I’m mixing bacon in and cooking quiches. I made one before and it’s already baking in the oven, it won’t take much longer. After, I’ll get the plates and warm up some soup…

Anyways, there’s nothing else left to do. You’re free to please leave until it’s ready. You were late, to begin with.

What are you doing? Dessert? I haven’t done that yet, but… No, it’s not like you can’t… Are you really doing it?

What do you even pretend to cook? Milk gelatin? Well, I doubt you could fail at that.

Hey. If you are really doing it, use these strawberries. They’re leftovers so it’s alright. Also, those canned fruits aren’t bad either, just a little insipid.

Just so you know, I’m not doing this for your sake. I dislike wasting leftovers.

I should eat that too? If you ask like that, I can try to check how they taste, but I won’t show mercy if they are bad.

(Dishes SFX)

Hey! Mix that properly!! With that method it’s getting ruined. No, wrong! Not like that! Just give it to me for a second! You fix the pan in place like this and mix it thoroughly.

Huh?! You don’t have to worry about bubbles, later, we'll heat it up and they'll all disappear.

Anyways, you’ve already understood how to do it, right? WHAT?! I didn’t approach you with any intentions! I just thought you would understand it better if you saw me do it right in front of your eyes.

Ugh! It was nothing so keep moving your hand!! If you aren’t quick enough, it won’t solidify cleanly.

Yes, that’s alright… Then, next you need a mold. I recall there was one around here that would fit just right… there it is! Once you’ve placed the strawberries in here, pour over the pan’s content. If you let it cool in the refrigerator, it will be able to thicken.

(Music changes)

By the way. Why do I have to eat alone with you? I know there are some things left to do outside, but I can’t believe there’s NO ONE here. Especially, when I was thinking about letting them eat my freshly baked quiche.

It came out tasty, right? Baking pies is my forte, so that’s why. Well, if you want to eat it that much, I guess I could make it again… My repertoire isn’t over yet though…

Are you curious about the gelatin? If so, it shouldn’t take much time for it to harden. You can eat it too, as always, I left some for the others. You have a big appetite, so I worried ahead and made more.

Nevertheless, you look really satisfied while eating that… It always annoys me how you pretend to be a goody in front of everyone, but I can’t say I dislike th…

Huh?! No!! This is UNACEPTABLE. I HATE people like you. WHAT?! It’s not like I said I hated you?! Don’t be a fool! Shit. Your stupid smile and your stupid hairstyle are both getting on my nerves.

Aagh, enough! Eat it already and LEAVE!

PART 4 // MEI DAZAI

(Walking SFX)

What happened? Why are you here?

I couldn’t sleep so I came to get some water. I assume you can’t sleep either…, I see.

(Water SFX)

Well…, just if you are okay with it, we could talk here until you feel sleepy. Are you sure? Then, what do I pour you? Tea? Got it. I’ll have it done in a minute, wait for me.

There you go, it’s hot so be careful. I’m starting to get used to this… How do I put it…., it’s been a while since we got here, I think I’m getting used to this life.

Yes, that’s true. It’s not like we could get used to this situation that easily… If something happens, tell me right away. You might think I’m not very reliable, but if there is anything I can do to help, I will do it.

Instead of putting up a façade and pretending everything is okay, it would make me happier if you asked me for help.

By the way, what’s with your hairstyle? You always have your hair down… Ahh, you do have a different vibe to you, I think it suits you.

Actually, well…, I think it’s really cute. Oh, so Haiji did it for you… I’m a bit jealous, you know… No, nothing.

Hey, could I touch it too, just a little bit? Oh, no, I didn’t mean that. This, it’s only a hair clip, but I wondered if you could put it on. I thought you would like the design… Looks like I was right.

Before, I wondered if your fringe would get in the way while you were cooking. Today, I happened to see this in one of the stores of this world and it reminded me of that.

I didn’t know when the appropriate time would be to give it to you. When I talk to you, I completely forget, so I’m happy I managed to do it. It seems like I was sleepless because I was worrying too much about this. I’m really lucky. Because I found you here…

Hey, would it be okay if I put it on your hair? Okay, then…, I will touch your hair just for a sec.

As I thought, it does really fit you. I’m flattering you? No, I say it from the bottom of my heart. Your hairstyle before was good too, but… I think this is even cuter than your usual style.

Heh…, just teasing you…

Oh! Look at the time! We should return soon. Hah… You really look sleepy now, did talking with me help you relax? Since you couldn’t sleep before, this is a good thing, but… Agh, I’m conflicted.

I enjoy talking with you too, I want to keep going, but… You are definitely falling asleep on me. No, no, you WILL fall asleep, you should go to your room…

Hey! Don’t fall asleep there! Do not sleep on my shoulder, please! Oooh, hey. Anyways, please wake up now. I’m begging you.

She fell asleep.

Come on! If you don’t sleep in your bed, you will get a cold.

Poor thing, I’d feel bad waking her up. She’s sleeping with such a calm expression… What would I do if someone saw us like this…?

Okay… Since you are sleeping with such a face, I will carry you to bed… afterwards, but… just for a little while… It’s so warm…

It would be nice if we could stay like this forever…

end.

Personal comment: This CD is so cute!!!!!! Definitely one of my favorite tokutens from the game. They are all a great group, but their one-to-one scenarios with Hiyori have me on a chokehold. Their charasongs CDs come with two more of this kind of scenarios for every one of them, they are still around 5 minutes each. They really left me craving your typical hour-long drama CD. Also, being able to see them having a normal quite chaotic day for once is too wholesome for my poor heart. As always, I’ll be here lighting up candles for more Charade Maniacs content.

[traumxrei-archive]

leona and jamil’s interactions in 6-67 and their growth

book 6 threw me in for a wringer with leona and jamil’s relationship, and it's funny because i never realized how similar they are until leona was pointing out all of jamil's negative thoughts about himself, as if he knew these thoughts like the back of his hand. tell me i'm not the only one seeing parallels between them:

jamil as a kid was told he was never going to be equal to kalim, because he's supposed to be kalim's servant; having to concede to him at every turn in private and in public.

leona as a kid hearing whispers about how he was so different from the bright falena, and how he wouldn't ever get the throne; all his achievements a mere shadow to anything falena did.

jamil who tried to create an elaborate scheme to pit everyone against kalim, and to subtly kick kalim from his "throne", only for it all to backfire, and for him to be so scorned by having everyone find out that he overblotted.

leona who created a plot in order to secretly reduce competition in the magift tournaments, and tried to severely injure malleus draconia to keep him from playing, only for his plot to be revealed, and for him to give up on trying, thus leading to his overblot.

and then when you think about it, leona probably sees the younger version himself in jamil. jamil’s lust for power is something that leona’s been through more than once, and he knows how being arrogant can lead someone down a bad path.

the rut that he was stuck in was the fact that he thought he was more suitable than falena. but was leona right for the throne ? or did he just want the throne to prove all the people who slighted him wrong ? and again, with magift, he knew that he didn't have the magic power to beat malleus, but he still wanted to win, so bad that he played dirty tricks.

sounds familiar ? it’s basically what jamil did to try and rip the housewarden seat from kalim. jamil thinks himself more suitable and worthy than kalim but is that because he IS more suitable, or is it because he wants to publicly be better than kalim at something for once ?

that’s why leona wants jamil to move on past that. he needs to throw away the arrogance that he’s the 'best', and that 'others just don’t see his brilliance', because…he has a long way to go. leona recognizes his potential. he learned the lesson that jamil is going through the hard way, that’s why he’s trying to help him.

jamil kept insisting that he could protect leona, because he’s convinced that he is more capable at protecting him, relying on his perception of who he thought leona was, rather than acknowledging his prowess. leona knows that he’s more skillful, and he, in the end, succeeds in getting him to accept that.

when jamil can accept that he doesn’t know all that there is, and that he’s at the bottom of the pecking order…that’s exactly when he can start moving up. that’s when he can start working on his skills for the future rather than lamenting the fact that others don’t see his potential.

and that’s exactly the lesson that leona wants him to learn.

okay a cookie for you if you ACTUALLY made it here bc whew this got really long really fast— thank you for reading this far and i hope that you enjoyed my interpretation of book 6’s events ++ leojami’s growth ^^ (also sorry if there’s any spelling/grammar mistakes, i shall fix it later)

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Ruggie Bucchi - Club Wear Voice Lines

Club Wear Ruggie does not have a vignette.

When Summoned: Even if you keep your eyes peeled, you might miss it. My plays are pretty tricky, y'know!

Summon Line: I'll show ya what the Disc Thief can really do. I'm gonna rob ya blind of your motivation, morale, and pride.

Groooovy!!: Whew, game's over! I got a gig to get to after this, so I was worryin' that we'd go into overtime!

Home: Time to stir things up.

Home Idle 1: My nickname "Disc Thief" is pretty well-known, so maybe I might get scouted by some pro team with their eye on me... Nah, that'd be too good to be true.

Home Idle 2: We can hear Leona's voice pretty good even when we got noisy spectators durin' a game. Guess lions just got a healthier roar to 'em.

Home Idle 3: It's a total pain whenever I get marked by Epel durin' a club scrimmage. His stamina doesn't drop even when we go into the second half of the game, the kid's persistent.

Home Idle - Login: My playstyle is basically where I make plays when they'll count and everywhere else, I slack... I mean, I rest to catch a breather.

Home Idle - Groovy: Even if you can't use magic, you can still join our club. We got a ton of stuff for a manager to get done!

Home Tap 1: Vargas's coachin' is all about buildin' muscle. It's tirin' and sucks, but he piles it on even more if you try to skip out on it...

Home Tap 2: Magical shift is a mage-only sport. It might be popular, but since there aren't many players, people are impressed by anyone who's got experience playin'.

Home Tap 3: This is a high-contact sport, so elbow and knee pads are a must. Not like I'm gonna be in any position to get hit by the other side, though.

Home Tap 4: When I was a kid, I randomly found a magical shift disc, polished it up and sold it on the streets. That was a pretty great find.

Home Tap 5: Don'tcha think they should give out prize money for our club competitions? Can't really get excited if all we get are trophies or certificates.

Home Tap - Groovy: If you're gonna come check out our practice, make sure you bring us refreshments! Like sports drinks, nutritional jelly drinks, or even doughnuts!

Duo: [RUGGIE]: Can I destroy 'em, Leona-san? [LEONA]: Heh, don't crush em too hard, Ruggie.

Requested by @kwaiibb.

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Ruggie Bucchi - Club Wear Voice Lines

Club Wear Ruggie does not have a vignette.

When Summoned: Even if you keep your eyes peeled, you might miss it. My plays are pretty tricky, y'know!

Summon Line: I'll show ya what the Disc Thief can really do. I'm gonna rob ya blind of your motivation, morale, and pride.

Groooovy!!: Whew, game's over! I got a gig to get to after this, so I was worryin' that we'd go into overtime!

Home: Time to stir things up.

Home Idle 1: My nickname "Disc Thief" is pretty well-known, so maybe I might get scouted by some pro team with their eye on me... Nah, that'd be too good to be true.

Home Idle 2: We can hear Leona's voice pretty good even when we got noisy spectators durin' a game. Guess lions just got a healthier roar to 'em.

Home Idle 3: It's a total pain whenever I get marked by Epel durin' a club scrimmage. His stamina doesn't drop even when we go into the second half of the game, the kid's persistent.

Home Idle - Login: My playstyle is basically where I make plays when they'll count and everywhere else, I slack... I mean, I rest to catch a breather.

Home Idle - Groovy: Even if you can't use magic, you can still join our club. We got a ton of stuff for a manager to get done!

Home Tap 1: Vargas's coachin' is all about buildin' muscle. It's tirin' and sucks, but he piles it on even more if you try to skip out on it...

Home Tap 2: Magical shift is a mage-only sport. It might be popular, but since there aren't many players, people are impressed by anyone who's got experience playin'.

Home Tap 3: This is a high-contact sport, so elbow and knee pads are a must. Not like I'm gonna be in any position to get hit by the other side, though.

Home Tap 4: When I was a kid, I randomly found a magical shift disc, polished it up and sold it on the streets. That was a pretty great find.

Home Tap 5: Don'tcha think they should give out prize money for our club competitions? Can't really get excited if all we get are trophies or certificates.

Home Tap - Groovy: If you're gonna come check out our practice, make sure you bring us refreshments! Like sports drinks, nutritional jelly drinks, or even doughnuts!

Duo: [RUGGIE]: Can I destroy 'em, Leona-san? [LEONA]: Heh, don't crush em too hard, Ruggie.

Requested by @kwaiibb.

[mongpht]

Leona Kingscholar — language of flowers

all the same but in my tweet (+ pictures)

yellow gerbera flowers represent friendship and happiness and are great to send to your friends as birthday flowers or if you want to let them know how much you appreciate them

creme eustoma — which in ancient Greek essentially means “beautiful mouth”. means admiration and traditional values

calendula — a symbol of insecurity, jealousy, anxiety. now I'll tell you about the legend: according to one legend, the sun god apollo gave the calendula its beauty. four nymphs in love with him forgot their duties to the goddess diana, apollo's sister. their jealousy, quarrels, and the elucidation of relations also bored the goddess. angry diana turned the nymphs into four unsightly plants. apollo was upset that he could not resurrect the nymphs. then he decided to "revive" the plants by directing his rays at them. the miracle was accomplished: the opaque plants became bright golden in colour

solidago — successes

orchid represents love, luxury, beauty and strength. In ancient Greece, orchids were associated with virility. In fact, Greek women believed that if the father of their unborn child ate large, new orchid tubers, the baby would be a boy. these blooms are said to represent mystery, power, and sophistication. they can also convey a message of strength, determination, absolute power and authority. but also the black orchid signifies total submission and symbolises the high degree of trust you place in your partner

callistephus chinensis means wisdom and faith

galphimia gracilis — sorrow

black/maroon rose buds simultaneously symbolise death, grief and sadness and rebirth — new business, business success and travel

[traumxrei-archive]

【 the shape of one's heart 】

author's note: hello and welcome to yet another leona kingscholar fic sjkdfjsf (the amount of l/ve i have for this man...unimaginable !!) part a birthday fic, part a character study, and part fluffy romance, i hope you enjoy reading <33 (UPDATE, aug 3: i rewrote the ending of iv. capture >:333)

characters: leona kingscholar x gn! prefect, ruggie bucchi, jack howl, falena kingscholar, cheka kingscholar

word count: 4.5k

tags: leona character study !! (or an attempt at one), happy birthday to dummy lion, your honor i love him therefore i psychoanalyze him, fluff is justice, but also there's angst, so watch out haha—, him and prefect are just <333, i. ii. iii. are mostly char study n iv. is where most of the romance lies

[ or read it on ao3 ]

i. gloves

It all started with an innocent question. "Why do you wear gloves all the time?" Leona blinked at them, yet he gave no answer. Instead, he recalled the first time he felt the coarseness of sand against the palm of his hands.

His unique magic came to him violently; suddenly. It really did feel like a sand storm had swept him up into the air, his body all but pinwheeling from the loss of control. He remembered his vision shaking with anger that the younger him couldn't contain; the laughter and mocking of some petty servants still reverberating in his ears.

He remembered bumping into a vase, his fingers lightly brushing against its smooth surface before it dissolved into grains of sand; falling through his fingers as if it never existed in the first place. He reeled back in horror, grabbing onto anything to cushion his fall. It just so happened that he grabbed a fistful of drapery; all of which fell in a shower of sand around him.

When he looked up he could see the servants scattering away from him, terrified looks on their faces. He remembered being scared of himself, vision blurring as he explained to Falena and his father what happened.

That was the day King's Roar first surfaced. A Unique Magic was supposed to be a blessing, and yet…it never felt that way to Leona. If anything, it felt like another burden was added onto his shoulders. (The rumors around him began to grow even larger, and it wasn’t rare for him to hear that he had “the power to destroy their kingdom.” Leona simply tried to ignored them.)

Leona started wearing gloves not long after that. He couldn't control his power all that well for the first month or two. The gloves gave him enough time to react; if he felt them turning into dust he could let go of whatever or whoever he was holding.

Even after all those years, the habit stayed. Every day he tugged on leather gloves, feeling a minute yet present comfort at the feel of them. He only ever took them off during Magift matches. The only potential casualties were the Magift disc and his magic pen after all.

(Leona tried not to recall the feeling of skin flaking underneath his touch; the intention to hurt finally winning over his rationality. But whenever he saw the scar on Ruggie's arm he could only remember the memory with bitter remorse. Never again, he vowed.)

He flicked the herbivore's forehead for asking, "Shut up, 'm tryna nap." Leona let his eyes close, taking in a breath of air free of the unsettling heat of sand. He no longer had to be concerned about losing control, but that didn't make his power any less terrifying. His gloves flexed with his fingers as he stretched, cushioning his head as he dozed off once more.

ii. dreams

Leona didn't dream. Sleeping was sleeping for him. It was simply an activity to pass by listless days. Still, it was impossible for him to escape every dream.

Sometimes, dreams would find him; a little too sweet and inviting. Promises of glory and recognition. Of crowns placed within treses of brown. Of emerald eyes casting its gaze upon something that was finally, truly his.

Leona hated dreams. When he would wake up, all he could do was try convincing himself that it wasn't real. That it was a truth that he wouldn't ever get what he really wanted.

And what did he really want? A second prince that was labeled a failure of a student; what could Leona Kingscholar want? No matter how he claimed he didn't care, the want still simmered in his veins— stifled yet present.

Leona wanted. He wanted so much that it almost hurt to breathe. But he was blessed with the intellect to know that he couldn't get those things he wanted.

Many called him stupid and lazy for being such a promising mage yet wasting away within NRC's botanical gardens. But they didn't know of the effort that Leona put into getting to where he was.

The days of his childhood he spent studying. Enduring the royal tutors who always compared him to his brother and berated his intellect. The nights he spent poring over books in the royal library on his own volition; trying in vain to find a way to take the throne as his.

(Sadly, Afterglow Savanna valued birthright, and try as he might, the only way to take the throne was to overthrow his brother or...kill him. The younger him had shivered at the thought of it. Even if he resented Falena to hell and back, he couldn't ever try to kill him.)

Even his simplest dream of winning a school Magift tournament was completely destroyed by the future King of the Valley of Thorns. Yet another person that reminded him of Falena. It was the nth bitter reminder that he could never truly be first in anything. And after being disappointed at every turn, maybe Leona Kingscholar didn't see a point in dreaming anymore.

So if someone were to ask him what his dream was, there was a chance Leona would answer with "I have no dreams."

"-ona. Leona," There was an arm shaking his shoulder. Leona let out a disgruntled groan, opening an eye to see who disturbed his nap.

Oh. It was just them.

"Herbivore," Leona acknowledged, voice still hoarse from sleep. "You're late."

The herbivore stayed quiet for a moment before they spoke, "Sorry about that, I took up part-time at Sam's during lunches." There was a slight pause before they continued, "But what happened? Were you having a nightmare?"

"What makes you say that?" Leona sat up with a yawn.

"You were frowning really hard in your sleep," There was a finger poking at his brow. "Even your forehead was all wrinkled."

"Mm," Leona dismissed the question. "It wasn't a nightmare." The herbivore didn't seem all that convinced by that answer, but they let it go.

Leona Kingscholar didn't dream. But maybe he had to remedy that statement. There was one dream that sprouted deep within him lately that he didn't completely hate, even if he knew it was impossible to fulfill. He hoped that these simple days at NRC would never end.

iii. visitor

Visitors and Leona Kingscholar shouldn't ever exist in the same sentence in Leona's humble opinion. So it was easy to imagine just how excited Leona was when Crowley barged into a Magift Club practice he had to announce he had a visitor. He left another third year in charge, swearing under his breath all the while.

And it was even easier to imagine how simply overjoyed he was to see Crowley holding up a little ball of fur that was guaranteed to give him a headache.

His nephew lit up at the sight of him, "Ojitan!"

He held the giggling cub away from him, scowling, "Why the hell is the brat here?"

"Now, now, Kingscholar-kun!" Crowley tutted, eyes curving into gleeful crescents. "His majesty, Falena asked me for a favor, and his highness will only be here for a day, nothing more, nothing less. I've also taken the liberty of excusing you from all classes today."

"Oh right!" Crowley's clawed fingers snapped. "I almost forgot, I enlisted the help of some very capable personnel to assist you."

He heard the huffing and puffing even before they appeared in front of him. There they were, out-of-breath like they ran all the way to the fields from the main building. Leona debated tossing Cheka into their arms and making a run for it.

"This– This is the... life-threatening emergency that only I could take care of?" Their voice sounded indignant, and Leona felt his ears twitch the slightest bit.

Maybe he could put up with it. Just for today. Besides, he got a free pass to skip class for the day and he could spend it all with the herbivore? Obviously, it was a win-win situation— if only Cheka wouldn't absolutely annoy him.

"Here," Leona dropped Cheka into their arms. "Crowley'll pay you a standard rate per hour so you'll get your money's worth. Follow me." He knew that they would follow if he mentioned money. For some reason, they had been working themselves so ragged that even a certain hyena was complimenting them about it.

They ended up in Leona's room, the kid blabbering some nonsense about how he was the "greatest uncle in all of existence" and how he "worked hard so that Papa would let him visit cuz it was almost Ojitan’s birthday."

Leona sprawled out on his bed, watching the kid cautiously looking around his room. They took a seat at his desk, glancing between him and the brat every once in a while, "So I just...play with him...?"

"Make sure he doesn't get hurt either," Leona gave a deep sigh, seeing his phone light up with a call from his dearest brother and ignoring it. "Oneesama would kill me if he got hurt."

"Right," They nodded, trailing off to follow Cheka's wanderings.

Leona spared another glance at Cheka's sunset-colored hair. The sight of it had been burned into his memory ever since they first met.

Leona blinked and he was back to being seventeen, still living in the confines of the palace. He had rejected the invitation in NRC, still hellbent on trying to find a way to get himself to the throne. (How utterly foolish, he now thought.)

The hallways were filled with the sound of celebration. Usually, Leona wouldn't take interest in what was going on in the palace. But this time, the fanfare came to find him. There was a knock on his door, Falena's attendant telling him that the King had called for him. He should've known that something big had happened when even he was smiling.

Yet it wasn't until Falena was ushering him towards a cot (newly installed) and seeing his Oneesama resting in bed (sweat beading at her brows) that Leona really understood what was going on.

It felt like a kick to the chest when he saw him for the first time. Bright yellow and orange hair, rounded nose, and a pudgy face. Brown rounded ears that were a little too big, dressed in royal colors. The spitting image of Falena with a sprinkling of Oneesama, condensed into a child.

"This is your new nephew," Falena had said, his voice sounding so far away. "The naming ceremony won't be until tomorrow, but I'll tell you his name beforehand: Cheka Kingscholar."

Cheka Kingscholar.

This tiny little cub whose hand was a tenth of his was now the new rightful heir of Afterglow Savanna. He thought that he had at least a year before something like this happened, but it seemed like his time had been cut short.

He couldn't help but run away; away from that room, away from the child, away from Falena, and far, far away from everyone who would be able to see the tears streaking down his face.

On the day of the naming ceremony, Leona slinked through the halls, avoiding the guards and servants who busily moved about. He didn't want to get caught and dragged out to face the people after all.

Suddenly, his ears picked up a sharp wailing noise. He turned a corner, following the noise to a room. The door clicked open easily and he recognized it immediately.

It was his nephew's new room. And sure enough, there Cheka Kingscholar was, complete with tears rolling down flushed cheeks and fluffy ears flattened against unruly hair.

"Why're you crying, brat?" Leona leaned over the crib, watching as the baby kept crying. "You've got everything I ever wanted to have... A loving family, the right to the throne, and everyone adores you." He reached a hand forward, gripping the edge of the crib.

He inhaled sharply. And gave the crib a gentle push, letting it rock the slightest bit. Slowly but surely, the cries came to a stop. When he looked down, Cheka's sparkling eyes were staring at him. The kid had the audacity to let out a giggle he saw him, grabbing at his hair successfully.

"What? Are you laughing at me?" He raised a brow, steadying the crib. He had to admit that the brat was a little bit cute even if he was tugging a little too hard at his hair.

Leona paused before voicing his realization, "Hey, now that you've taken my succession rights, you better become a better king than I could be." He found that he couldn't bring himself to hate this little cub, despite him bringing an end to all his dreams.

There was a lump in his throat as he kept speaking, "So don't bother with me, alright? I'll just be your scary uncle that never visits. So...just forget about me."

At that point, Leona realized how pointless it was to talk to a literal baby. He quickly left the room, watching the door for a few minutes until he saw Oneesama enter the room.

And within the same week, he walked into NRC's Hall of Mirrors for the first time; the Mirror frantically shouting that his soul perfectly matched Savanaclaw. There were times when Leona felt bitter. Where he would long for the throne yet again, but he knew it was a hopeless endeavor.

"Ojitan! I've got something to give you!" Leona blinked away his daze only to be met with a brightly smiling Cheka.

He turned up his nose, "Do it quick, screech box, I’ve got things to do."

"Like sleeping," the herbivore commented drily; though he mercifully chose to ignore it this time.

"Here!" Cheka pushed something right at his face. "Open it now!"

It was a card, written in messy handwriting and punctuated by random doodles and spontaneous bursts of glitter. Leona looked at the drawings in a daze. There was a figure that was clearly Cheka, along with his parents. And right next to Falena was a figure that looked suspiciously like him.

"Happy Early Birthday!" Cheka cheered, climbing right into his lap. He nuzzled his face right into his neck, little arms wrapping around Leona’s shoulders.

"Brat," Leona said in a warning tone, pushing at the cub's face. "My birthday isn't for a while, but...thanks." He could see how Cheka lit up at the praise, practically bouncing and planting a kiss on his cheek before running back to the herbivore.

"He said 'thank you'!" Cheka preened as if a 'thank you' from him was worth thousands of thaumarks. They said something in return but Leona wasn't listening. He was still staring at the hastily drawn picture, the paper creasing where he held it too tight.

Even if it felt like a burden, family would always be family to Leona. That was the reason that he couldn't raise a hand against Falena, even if he was an ever-present thorn at his side. And that was the reason why he couldn't send Cheka away, even if he disturbed his peace.

(And if that card ended up in the confines of one of his rarely-used drawers, safely preserved with a protective spell, then well...Leona wouldn't know anything about it.)

iv. captured

“Checkmate.”

“Urk,” The Savanaclaw student in front of him winced as he stared down at the chessboard. “T-that was fast…”

Leona let a smirk spread on his face as he watched the student reset the board. He loosened his bolo tie as he sat, resting his chin in an open hand.

“Wow, I’m starting to get goosebumps,” Ruggie’s voice couldn’t have been any farther away from admiration. “Is this your fortieth win today?”

“Forty-first,” Leona corrected, his eyes languidly combing the room for a certain face. “I’m taking a break now.”

As Ruggie continued to fuss with his ever-growing pile of presents, Leona went back to searching the crowd. Quite a lot of people had come for the celebration of his birthday.

But the one he was really looking for was…running around serving drinks.

Leona bit back a sigh. Of course they would be one of the people working in this crowd. Hell, even that busy-bodied octopunk wasn’t lifting a finger for his birthday. It was half-amusing and half-frustrating to see.

His ears twitched as he heard footsteps approaching him, and there was Jack. A plate piled high full of meat rested in the burly freshman’s hands as he shifted from left to right.

“Uh…” Jack coughed. “I thought Leona-senpai might’ve been hungry, so I got you something.”

He stared at Jack before, tilting his head to the table, “Put it down there, pup.”

“Please don’t call me that,” Jack said, though Leona could see the stable swish of his tail behind him. “I got a variety of meat for you, senpai. So happy birthday and I promise I’ll catch up to you in spelldrive soon.”

He watched as Jack left. If Jack was a chess piece, Leona was sure he would be a knight. Knights move in their rigid L-shape, yet it is a powerful piece. They can be the very force that topples the stability of a game. They’re able to break through defenses that other pieces might not be able to touch.

Leona rolled his eyes at the thought. Was it because it was his birthday that he was feeling sentimental? Anyway, all he knew was that Jack was undoubtedly a part of his pride; the small circle of people that Leona let befriend him.

“Eh~ Leona-san not finishing a plate of meat in two seconds?” Ruggie’s voice reached him faster than the lightness of his steps. “Next thing I know you’ll tell me you went vegetarian, shishishishi~”

“Shut it, Ruggie,” Leona stabbed a fork into a steak, his fangs cutting through the meat like butter. “And go get me a drink while you’re at it.”

“But, Leona-san, wouldn’t you rather get a drink delivered to you by your precious little herbivore?” Leona wasn’t sure what part of him betrayed his thoughts; his tail, ears, or even his expression but Ruggie burst into laughter. “This is so rich! Give me a sec, it’ll be a special service since it’s my boss’ birthday.”

“Oi, Ruggie—”

But before he could even utter another word, Ruggie had sped off into the crowd. Leona sighed for two reasons: one, because he almost felt sorry for all the people Ruggie had mugged in the crowd, and two, because Ruggie was a little too observant at times.

If Ruggie was a chess piece, he would be a pawn. That might be cruel to say, but pawns are a formidible piece. They might go unnoticed like infantry in a war. And yet only pawns are able to sneak through the board to bring another queen into the battle. An expert at rallying allies and an unseen giant in chess. That was the pawn.

Leona placed his fork on the table, before speaking, “You’re a hundred years early if you wanna sneak up on me like that.”

“How did you- Never mind,” They shuffled in front of him, carrying a tray of drinks. “What would you like to drink?”

“Hmm?” Leona felt his tail rising into the air, though he didn’t stop it. “Aren’t you supposed to be more polite to the birthday boy?”

Their brows furrowed, “You didn’t even like being called the birthday boy!”

“And what? I can’t change my mind on that?” Leona felt a slow smirk grow on his face the more they looked like they were about to deck him with the drink tray.

“Alright.” They took a breath. “Happiest of days of birth, Leona Kingscholar! If you would be so inclined to state your preference of beverage, I shall happily acquire it for you.”

Leona’s smirk twisted into a frown, “Never do that ever again.”

There was a small smile toying at their lips before they put down a glass, “Fine. Here, I heard this drink was your favorite.”

“You’re gonna leave just like that?” Emerald green eyes softened just a little upon meeting their gaze. “Don’t tell me you didn’t get your favorite lion a gift, herbivore.”

They sighed in what Leona thought was exasperation, “Of course I did. It’s sitting in your room.”

“Then let’s go.”

“Huh?” Leona had to admit, seeing their eyes blinking at him in confusion like that was pretty damn cute.

“C'mon herbivore, let’s ditch the party for a bit,” Leona stood up, casting a spell on both of them while he waved a hand. This way people wouldn’t be able to see him leave.

“Wait a sec, what about the cake?” They blurted, hand secured in Leona’s own. And for once, Leona was glad he wasn’t wearing his gloves, relishing in the warm press of his palm against theirs.

“I don’t like sweets,” Leona reminded, leading them through the hallways of the Savanaclaw dormitories.

“I know, but— why am I coming with you anyway? You could open it by yourself, can’t you?” But at that point, Leona had already made up his mind.

“Indulge in me for a little, herbivore,” Leona’s expression filled with mirth. “Tonight’s supposed to be a celebration for me, right?”

“You— I seriously think that you’re overdoing it on the birthday boy thing,” They grumbled as the pair finally made it into the privacy of Leona’s room. The sounds of the party gently trickled in through Leona’s open windows, and he spotted their gift easily.

It was a small box, a simple piece of twine with a tag completing the present. He started to shake it, only to be interrupted by their gasp, “Wait! It’ll break if you handle it carelessly!”

Leona raised a brow, “’S it really that fragile? Fine, I’ll open it carefully, alright?” They nodded, looking infinitely more nervous now, though Leona couldn’t fathom why.

Inside the box was a smaller metal box. He turned it around in his hands, “What am I supposed to do with this?” They hesitated, before pressing one of the buttons on the side.

An image flickered to life on a holographic screen. He poked a finger through it, watching the display distort around his fingers. The pictures changed every few seconds, each one more surprising than the last.

“It’s…a photo album,” They handed the box back to him. “There’s a lot of pictures in there, I dug some up from the school newspaper and magicam account. There are also pictures I got from his majesty, Falena too. I had the device commissioned by Ignihyde, which is why it’s so…futuristic looking.”

“It must’ve cost a lotta money,” Leona said quietly, unable to take his eyes off the pictures. There were pictures of him as a child sprinkled amongst his memories in NRC. There were even pictures that were no doubt their work; evident from the way Leona recognized all his favorite napping spots in the background.

“That’s right,” They nudged at his elbow. “You should appreciate my hard work.” And it hit Leona right then and there that the reason they had been working so hard— the very reason they needed all that money in the first place— was because of this very gift in his hands. There was a lump in his throat as more and more pictures passed; the memories flashing in his mind both bitter and sweet.

“I do,” He placed the box down, turning to face them. "Thank you.”

The thanks that left Leona’s lips were more sincere than he was expecting. But Leona wasn’t surprised anymore considering these complicated feelings that swirled around his heart. He already tried suppressing them; acting unfairly mean, and arrogant towards them, even going as far as ignoring them for a while. But to Leona, it felt even worse to be without them than it was to have them around, even if they didn’t know of his feelings. So he swallowed his self-deprecation and anxiety in order to stay with them. He had already made up his mind to let those feelings stay, even if he wasn’t equipped with the knowledge to adequately express them.

Ah, but if they were a chess piece, would they be the queen to his king? The king was quite lazy. The most important piece, and yet he doesn’t move around all that much. He was always being protected by other pieces, whilst the queen was free to move around as she wished. The queen was fitting for them; in the way they ran head-first into battles they might not even win. Though, there was something bothering him with this thought.

Another possibility entered his mind not soon after: what if they were his king?

If they were chess pieces in Leona’s imaginary game, it would make the utmost sense if they were the king. The king was no doubt the center of the game. A piece to be protected at all costs, lest the game is lost. Just like how they were always in the center of everything and everyone here at NRC. And if they were the king, then he would willingly become their queen. Because for them, there wasn’t anything Leona wouldn’t give.

“The Leona Kingscholar thanking little old me?” Leona let his tail swat at their face. “It was a joke, really! I’m just glad that you liked it. I wasn’t sure if you’d like this type of gift.”

“This type of gift being…?”

“A sentimental gift,” A smile tugged at their lips. “I guess there are even days where the great Leona Kingscholar feels sentimental.”

And instead of refuting it, Leona simply agreed, “I guess there are.”

Matters of the heart seemed to elude him, but for them, Leona was willing to be a fool in love. They had somehow captured him, disarming all of Leona’s carefully constructed defenses and taking his heart as their own. 

Even now, as they blinked at him, completely unaware of his internal dilemma, Leona couldn’t help but bump his head against theirs in fondness. The little squawk they let out at the sudden motion only served to make him smile, though he quickly hid it with a turn of his head.

“Watch the rest of it with me,” The offer was whispered; as if Leona was too afraid to break the silence that had surrounded them. They nodded, and Leona was all too happy to shuffle towards the pillows on his bed. After getting in a more, mm, comfortable position— which entailed using the herbivore as a pillow— he was content to watch the pictures change. He offered up a couple of comments on a few pictures, earning a few hums in reply. 

Leona didn’t get to cut the cake with his dorm mates that year; much to the disappointment of many. To him, it was the first birthday that he truly felt like he belonged. And those memories were more precious and infinitely sweeter than the taste that any expensive cake could bring him.

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