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Levi couldn’t help but slam his head hard into the nearest wall to him. Eurovision was always a sore subject for him, let alone for the rest of France. It didn’t help that year after year the French would spew out appalling songs year after year for only the UK to beat them,

“Look, I don’t really give a shit about the UK and their songs, you’re just as bad as us.” It was almost as bad as the swear that the British had come up with in which they would show their two fingers as a massive “Fuck you I can still shoot arrows” to France.

“Did we really do well, being third from last?”

“Ahahahahaha! Suck it, France!”

That’s it. That’s the most he has to offer here. Though, clutching onto a beer bottle and red in the face from all the excitable yelling, was you really expecting too much from him?

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Just as I'm taller than you by an inch, we beat you by a point. Cheers from the UK.

“That was mean.” There was no need for that comment, really. “You’re just jealous because you wanna have a moustache.” 

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“That’s true, but when you teach a bunch of brats all day and have lost to on of the ‘big five’ it’s almost inevitable to be teased about that. I don’t really want be dealing with 12 year olds taking the piss because ‘France lost to the UK!’” It was really too much for Levi to handle. At least he had the whole of Sunday to recover from the hangover he would surely have. 

“Still at least you weren’t in last, however if you want to drown the loss I’ll pay for this one, I’m in a good mood” the Italian is gripping his cup full of laughter, “Italy did well this year I’m proud!”

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“Are you trying to start a fight?” Levi stared at the woman over various amounts of beer cans. He wasn’t one for beer, but after somewhat dating Shura for a while he was used to the taste of it by now. 

“Just because you beat us by one point doesn’t meant that you’re better than us. Besides you came four from last, that’s not even on the left side of the score board.” Levi didn’t want to deal with the damn UK right now, let alone the woman across from him.

“We’re the heroes of our time!” 

Sophie hops on the coach, her olden flask in hand. “And we beaten the Frenchmen!” The woman opened it and chugged down. “Cheers!” 

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“Seriously. One point behind the UK?” Levi stared at the multiple cans of beer. “I need to drink more. This is disgusting.”

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“I swear to fuck, if she comes last I am writing a letter to who ever is in charge of our Eurovision co-ordinators.” 

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birds of a feather / koumei and levi

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If there was thing he hadn’t expected it was a large crowd of pigeons to be surrounding the bench at park. Levi wondered for a moment why they would bother to gather around the bench when no one was there. Was there some kind of pigeon cult in Brieve that he was unaware of? Either way, seeing the flock of winged rats irritated him. 

“Why do we even have such filthy rats in our local parks anyway?” He uttered under his breath. Why couldn’t it have been doves, he could deal with those...

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❋ | Whi ※ I have received permission from the artist to repost. Please do not remove the source or repost without written artist permission.

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‘a syayert’ for leelee. hapiurepi

“No.” Levi said. Along with his friends: Yukina, Wallace and Steven.

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uneasy goings / sophie + levi

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Every year. It was something he had to pull himself to do every year and yet the task never seemed to get any easier with time. Levi would stare at the countless flowers at Flore Garden, for what would seem like countless hours before he would come to a decision. He would glance at the petals of each of them, admire their textures and colours before settling on lilies. It was usually the kind of flower that was accepted on graves after all, and Levi wanted to make sure he wouldn’t be disrespecting those that he had lost over the years.

It was something he had grown accustomed to mostly, the inevitable always happened. First starting with his mother, then his friends, his ex girlfriend, now with the mysterious disappearance of his uncle, Levi wouldn’t be surprised if he too was found to have passed too. Kenny did have that habit of leaving his life without warning after all, really it was a shame that the French teacher was so used to such a thing. 

He couldn’t help but wonder how long it would take to reach district three, and part of him wondered if it was worth stopping off at his apartment before heading towards Soulasse Graveyard. Plucking the lilies and heading to go pay for them, he accidentally bumped into what Levi assumed was a well dressed woman. Had it been any other day, the short man would have tsked, implied that the flowers he was holding had gotten him filthy from the impact, but he didn’t have the energy.

Looking up at the woman, he quietly uttered and apology, hoping that his voice didn’t betray him and show the sorrow that he held in his chest. It wasn’t her fault that they had collided, his mind had been vacant, and Levi should have been paying attention to where he was going. It was only then that he realised that the flowers he had been holding were crumpled slightly from his own grasp.

“Dammit. Damn thing.” It amazed him that it wasn’t just people that were fragile. It seemed all living things seemed to hurt and break eventually, and that was not a thought that Levi wanted to dwell on.

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Last Words | Levi and Kenny | Chapter 69

“You… who were you to my mother?” “Hah… idiot… Just her… big brother…” “Then why… did you leave me back then?” “I… was… unfit… to be a parent.”

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“I am literally a 35 year old man, Shitstain. If I can’t pick and choose the battles that I know for certain I can win by now, I wouldn’t be here.” He says this, conveniently forgetting the time he was literally beaten to a pulp in the middle of the street. How convenient. 

“He started it.”

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“Well maybe if you didn’t have shit lodged between your ears where your brain should be then maybe wouldn’t have to repeat myself.” Levi stood as tall as he could, although 160cm isn’t that tall to begin with. Still, with chest puffed out, similar to a pretentious pigeon, he tried to make himself look at least a little bit more menacing. 

“You’re face is a piece of work, nothing is gonna change that. You agree with me right?” He turned to the moodier of the two men. 

He stepped aside, knowing how bad it was to insult Joseph’s face. ❝I don’t think it was a good idea to insult his face…❞ Least with Jotaro, it’s nearly impossible to set him off when it comes to appearance.

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“I’m pretty sure its called a bonsai, not a bonsly. Did you even go to school brat?” Of course, this piece of shit would pick the smallest tree possible. “At least I can be styled into something pretty, there isn’t much we can do about your face...”

❝You’re the one making a big deal about it. We did nothin’ wrong.❞

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;;all starters are drafted and planned and will be worked on when I wake up. Something came up and I don’t really think I should be writing replies at 01:20 anyway. (and yes, hastalababa you get one too even though I got three likes on that post aha - I’m feeling nice ~}