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[lesbianmarrow]

38 buffy/faith

kiss prompt #38: because they're running out of time

Faith knows she’s dreaming, because Buffy Summers is in front of her, and because Buffy Summers is on fire. She’s wreathed in red and orange flames but somehow remains unharmed. They’re in the dark alley outside the Bronze, and Buffy is almost too bright to look at. She always is. 

“Been a long time,” Faith says. 

“I think I’m dying,” says Buffy. She looks down at her hands, at the fire flickering in between her fingers. 

Faith doesn’t know where Buffy really is right now or what she’s doing, but her words have a feeling of truth to them. They weigh heavily in the air. 

“I’m sorry,” Faith says, and she means it. 

Buffy sits, her back against the brick wall. Faith sits down next to her. She can feel the warmth of Buffy’s fire, but it doesn’t burn her. She’s grateful for that. 

“I don’t regret it,” Buffy says. She pulls at a thread of her sweater. “I wouldn’t have chosen differently. I just wish it didn’t have to be like this. I wish I had more time.”

Buffy’s voice is steady, but Faith can see her chin tremble. She holds Buffy’s hand comfortingly. If this were real life, she wouldn’t have had the courage, but things that aren’t okay in real life are sometimes permissible in dreams. 

“Hey,” Faith says. “You don’t have to be brave, or stoic, or righteous. It’s just me. You’re allowed to be sad. You’re allowed to be fucking furious.”

Buffy smiles and squeezes Faith’s hand. “Of course I’m sad. I’ll miss them. I’ll miss life. All the joys, all the challenges. But I know this is right, and that makes it easier.”

“Still,” Faith says. “It’s not fair.” 

“No,” Buffy agrees. “It’s not.” 

They sit in silence for a while, holding hands. Faith can’t remember another time they were together where everything was this still, this peaceful. No thrashing limbs, no frantic insecurities bubbling up and threatening to overflow. Just Faith and Buffy, sitting in an alley that doesn’t exist. 

A part of Faith wishes they could stay here forever. 

Buffy cocks her head suddenly. “Do you hear that?”

“Hmm?” Faith doesn’t hear anything.

“Music. Coming from the Bronze. There’s a party.” Buffy stands and dusts herself off. “I think I’m invited.”

She reaches a hand to Faith and helps her up. They stand facing the door to the Bronze. It looks dark and empty inside to Faith, but she guesses that’s not what Buffy is seeing.

“Do you have to go?” Faith asks, her voice small. She knows how vulnerable she sounds, but for once, she doesn’t care. 

“I do.” The flames dance and flicker around Buffy’s face. She’s got that determined look on her face that Faith loves so much. A heroism Faith could never hope to embody, no matter how hard she tried. 

Buffy turns to Faith and brushes a lock of dark hair behind her ear. She cups her face gently. “You’re so beautiful. You’ve always been so beautiful to me.” 

Buffy leans in and kisses her, soft and intent and wistful. Faith is so stunned she can hardly breathe. 

“Thank you for everything, Faith Lehane,” Buffy murmurs, their faces still close together. 

She walks away, then pauses in the doorway, luminous and unearthly. “See you on the flip side,” Buffy says, and winks before walking through the door.

Alone in her prison cell, Faith wakes and mourns the death of Buffy Summers.

[queenrojpag]

MAKE ME CHOOSE ↳ @airstyledraconos asked: keith or SHIRO?

[evilwriter37]

Ahem. Whump where Hiccup is kidnapped while having a bad pain day. Like he can barely stand with his prosthetic and can't walk at all without shooting pains or pinching. Phantom limb pain as well.

Love this, love this, love this!!!

And, obviously, it would go differently for him based on who’s captured him and where in the timeline of the franchise he’s captured.

Pre-redemption Dagur would be so weird about it. (He’s weird about everything but you know what I mean.) Like, he’d probably try to use that pain to torment Hiccup further, or he’d be super strange and try to comfort him/take care of him.

Viggo would absolutely use this to his advantage, but might also treat Hiccup like an “honored guest.” He’d still be using his pain in some way but he wouldn’t be actively making it worse.

Krogan is all over that shit. That man is sadistic af. Hiccup coming with pre-installed pain? Yeah, he’s gonna love that.

[tennessoui]

Trick or treat!!! Could a beg for a crumb from the Braids-verse?

trick or treat !! 👻👻

omg the braid au 🧡

ok so we've talked a lot about the braid au and obi-wan and anakin's relationship so i'm gonna take a moment to think about another aspect of it:

anakin gets ahsoka as his padawan and she has the standard bead chain of all padawans who don't have hair...and he's fine with that cause he's wary of ahsoka and the whole obligation of a padawan in the first place

but after a few months, he switches her singular chain of beads out with several strings of beads interwoven together in a fashion that looks maybe....coincidentally familiar. ahsoka loves it cause it's so much cooler than anything her friends have in their stupid hair and she knows it means that her master has fully accepted her <3

and obi-wan squints at it and takes a sneaky picture and sends it to shmi, and shmi is like yeah that's a braid we use for children under our care who aren't ours. it's similar to the style anakin has with elements of the colors of your beads

and obi-wan is like oh! haha ok for a second i thought maybe he was formally adopting her as his child but if she's just under his care, that's alrigh--

and shmi is like no i mean like under his care forever. adopted and part of his family. the green bead at the very end signifies first child too, so he's probably expecting he'll have more.

and obi-wan hangs up the phone lol

[trick or treat ask game!]

[elyksina]

4, 21!

4. piece you wish got more love?

I don't really wish any of it got any more than it does, I mean the stuff I draw is very niche and not very inspiring anyway. I only draw for myself and share it because why not.

However I did expect tumblr to like miss plumpkins more but then again ocs and original art rarely does much here.

21. what do you think your artstyle would taste like?

Probably like one of my soups. It is whatever I put in it, it's always spicy and has a ton of garlic but turns out tasting not as tasty as I expected but I'll eat it anyway because it's all I have.

[wampabampa]

I would ask this little guy to fix me right up! Such a cutie pie!

Dr. Matter belongs to @sludgeware

[simlit]

tagged by @izayoichan | (very unexpected, who could have foreseen!)

Who is the more romantic one? Do they wish their partner was more romantic?

Obviously we know the answer to this is Yehl. This is their major conflict; Taryn's lack of emotionality against Yehl's, perhaps, overemotional nature. Yehl constantly wishes Taryn was different in this aspect, and a lot of times, Taryn wishes he was different, himself.

What's something they can never agree on?

Sleeping indoors lmao

Who said 'I love you' first?

Again, we know this was Yehl (and only just recently, too!). Tbh, I'm more happy with the way it came about in the prose. It's more fitting.

Who is more likely to steal the other's clothes? What are their favorite items to steal?

Welp. Lmao I think every answer is just "Yehl". But well, it just wouldn't work the other way around now would it xD Tbf, there wouldn't be any clothes-swapping going on in canon, in Modern AU it's still pretty rare, because their styles are so very different and not really fit for sharing. But now and again after a night together, Yehl will put on Taryn's button up shirts and nothing else (Taryn's favorite ofc, ofc).

What are their favorite activities to do together?

*coughs* PG answer: Travel. This doesn't happen for a long time, Not till long after things have settled post original novel timeline. Then when Yeryn can finally be "together" in a domestic sense, before they build Lazu'Lei, and during that period before Zehel is born, they spend a lot of their time traveling, both for political reasons, but mostly so Yehl can see the world. Taryn promises to take him everywhere, and he's very committed to this promise.

Who is their biggest supporter (friend, family, etc)?

Valerian, their number one most devoted simp fan, and Judine. They get little support from the "other side" i.e. the dragonkin, and many still have reservations about their union even after the war. But Judine's friendship with Taryn persists. He is one of the few elves who never doubted Taryn's heart, and he has a good understanding of what he means to Yehl.

Which one is more kind-hearted and who angers easily first?

Both of these answers are, yet again, Yehl lol. The little paradox he is.

What is 'their song'? Officially or unofficially.

Bury Now | Crywolf

Who does what chores? Which chore do they both avoid?

Cop-out answer. Neither. Benefits of being a King and a Prince lol.

What’s their favorite “domestic bliss” moment? Do they cook/clean together? Do they like to go out shopping together?

They don't have many of these, but the most meaningful one is during Iphelia, the elven spring festival and biggest holiday for Yehl's people, Taryn always prepares him a traditional meal in accordance to elven Rules of Hunt. He does this by hand, it's the only time Taryn ever "cooks" or does anything related. I made a post about this once! Though they never eat together, Taryn always sits in on Yehl's mealtimes just to enjoy the closeness.

How do they silently show love or affection towards the other?

Yehl always stays close to Taryn. It's as much for his own sense of security as it is to show affection, as Yehl's past trauma dictates most of his actions. He feels a constant need for protection, so he'll gravitate to wherever Taryn is unless circumstance keeps them apart. Taryn is almost entirely non-verbal as far as how he shows love. Aside from the obvious, sex being his primary tool of communication, he actually does become very affectionate (somewhat surprising to me) over the course of the novel. Especially with the way he handles Yehl as his feelings for him begin to shift. These can be quite fleeting things, like brushing the small of Yehl's back as he passes him, or the way he begins to instinctively draw Yehl into his side, especially when around others. His defensiveness and need to protect, but also possessiveness comes out, and he'll often put an arm around Yehl and bring him close just to "secure" him, quite literally.

If they had a movie (or other fiction) couple equivalent, what couple would it be and why?

Hua Cheng and Xie Lian are the most equivalent. It's one of the things that drew me to TGCF, initially, because I actually didn't find it until some years after AoA, and immediately drew parallels between the nature of their relationship. Hua Cheng's legendary simping did inspire some of my rewriting with Taryn. I would say it is mostly their relationship dynamic, though. Not so much their personalities. Yehl is nothing like Lian (aside from maybe Lian's darker days during the Yong'an arc). But I do love to do this thing in the story where the wife (or "submissive" role) is far strong or more powerful than the dominant role. This is true for both Yeryn (Celaedian arc onward) and Naiven. This directly mirrors Hua Cheng and Xie Lian's dynamic. But honestly, HC is the superior simp. He'd never hurt XL. Taryn can't fucking relate.

What is the sweetest thing they've done for one another?

I'd say Taryn's is the above answer (the Iphelia breakfast). Yehl's isn't really a "thing", but something he said. Which is the line where he tells Taryn that he can never see his own mother again, but Taryn still can and that "he wants that for him". I think that singular line completely broke Taryn lmao, because it was the first time he ever realized Yehl had the capacity to love him as a person, and not just in a lustful or selfish way.

Which one is more likely to think Valentine's Day is lame?

Taryn, lmao. But he would never cuz that would upset His Highness.

How do they comfort each other?

Yehl knows that Taryn is his own worst enemy. So he will always try to get his mind away from whatever is bothering him, usually by asking him questions, trying to change the subject, or make Taryn think of something else. Because if he's mentally preoccupied with a different thought, then he can't beat himself up. For Taryn, he always comforts Yehl physically. He's still not great at understanding how to be "uplifting" otherwise lol. But most of the time Yehl really does just need to be held, so it works anyways.

What does a relaxing night in look like for them?

Sitting together in the quiet of a terrace overlooking the forest. Just listening to the sounds of night and being close. Talking idly about things that don't really matter, or saying nothing. Just enjoying the peace and tranquility of nature.

What is their favorite or most admired quality in the other?

For Yehl, it's Taryn's confidence. It's the thing he lacks most. Taryn is unafraid of most things, and faces them boldly, head on. Yehl wishes he was more like this. But he most loves Taryn's level-headed nature. For Taryn, it's Yehl's ability to accept his own flaws. His self-awareness, if you want to say that. That Yehl knows exactly who and what he is, and that he doesn't take his shortcomings out on others, but rather embraces them. Taryn always feels guilty for one thing or another, but never truly learns to make his peace with his flaws.

Which one apologizes first? How do they apologize?

Yehl. Sort of messily. He likes to apologize because things bother him, not necessarily because he did something wrong. Taryn is so unbothered by everything, so Yehl takes it upon himself to get upset over things he does or says on Taryn's behalf lmao. Even still he's reluctant about it lmao (so self-inflicted).

What's something seemingly innocent that the other does, says or wears that turns the other on?

Lmao the way I knew the answer to this the instant I read it. When Yehl calls Taryn "Your Majesty". Anytime Yehl addresses Taryn by his title or uses official/honorifics it's always, always to troll. Because he knows Taryn absolutely hates to be called by his title, and Yehl knows exactly what he's doing. Sometimes he does it specifically to piss Taryn off but these moments are few and far between. But to have Yehl say "Your Majesty" is the one way to ensure he'll be waking up unable to walk, because that shit gets Taryn.

What is their biggest regret in their relationship so far?

Yehl's death. Despite everything, and the fact that Taryn loves him unfailingly as Celaedian, he knows the burden the role brings, and all of the excess pain Yehl has to endure because of it. Even after Yehl "has his revenge", Taryn never ceases to feel that he, in some aspects, ruined Yehl's life. And, in some aspects, it is kind of true. As much as Yehl insists otherwise, the fact is he can't escape his life as Celaedian, and he can never go back to being "Yehl".

What is their favorite place to kiss their partner? Do either enjoy 'leaving a mark'?

For Yehl, Taryn's shoulders and arms. The place he holds his strength, and where he's most protected. For Taryn, similarly shoulders and neck, but stomach and thighs, too. The places where Yehl is most fragile and feminine. And yes, they both share a biting fetish. Taryn being the giver and Yehl being the receiver obvi. Taryn loves to mark Yehl, it all ties into his possessive dragon nature, but Yehl is more than happy to oblige him lol.

Which one is more adventurous in the bedroom? Which one has more experience?

Love this question, cuz I love expectation flips lmao. The answer to both is Yehl. Yehl was always the most experienced, having been pretty loose prior to meeting Taryn. He used sex as a way of spiting his father, but also attempting to fill a void inside him. By contrast, Taryn had never been with anyone before Yehl, and had to act entirely off of sheer animal instinct. Still, I wouldn't say either of them are crazy adventurous, they're very straight forward in the bedroom, and a lot of that has to do with Taryn's specific "kinks" i.e. Taryn having to be able to see Yehl's face during, and being the one to service (he doesn't enjoy Yehl to do so, Yehl must be worshipped everywhere, even in bed lmao).

Include one of your favorite moments between them!

Gosh this is so hard because I have so many lmao. I think I usually say when Taryn vows himself to Yehl, and it probably is my ~ultimate~ favorite moment. But the rewrite has had so many small scenes I just love between them. I'll say (again, probably not Valetine's appropriate cuz this scene hurts), towards the beginning of the prose during the monsoon, where they're sitting together on the chaise in Yehl's room and Yehl realizes he can't control Taryn. When Taryn tells him white is his favorite color, but he resents that it's "Yehl's color". The way that breaks Yehl entirely, as he begins to understand that he knows so little about Taryn, but that he deeply desires Taryn's attention. Idk why I just love the way it hurts so much and tells even more.

[dolores-hazy]

Im in love with four people in four different ways. But im only dating one of them because the rest are unreachable. One's my teacher (im a legal adult), other one friendzoned me but months later told me he still loves me, the last one is in rehab due to drug addiction .

I'm still learning

Life brings me to my knees

Yet love lifts up

Comforting with warmth

All my heart contains

Expanding and expending

For those speaking to it directly

Who have a key and keep a fire lit

Make themselves at home

Embroidered into the very fabric

Woven through the warp and weft

Having me yearn for their charms

With every breath I feel closer

To finding a home of my own

An embracing space I belong

Enwrapped in supportive arms

[conkers-thecosy]

i'm in your walls, reading fanfiction you wrote.

if you see suspicious crumbs and hear equally suspicious sobs from the walls, know that it's me and that it's not intentional.

- cookie thief from the walls 🕴

Pfft haha! I wondered what that crunching noise was... 😂

I'm pretty sure this is a compliment and not a threat of some kind, but either way it's very flattering! I'll be sure and leave some custard creams and hobnobs out for you before I go to bed tonight! 💛

Let me know if you need a blanket!

[everystephoftheway]

Hi!!! "Kissing so many times, to the point where they lose track of how many times they’ve kissed already." From the sweet and intimate actions prompt list, with Vaxleth? :D

sweet and intimate actions which make me go feral and have me folding like a folding chair this ask takes place in the same universe as this

The sun beams warm the air that constantly swirls throughout Zephrah, the gentle breeze swimming its way through the open windows of Keyleth and Vax’s home in the center of the village. The Voice of the Tempest can see the pink blooms of the cherry blossom tree from where she sits in the kitchen, futzing with some flowers that she just trimmed from one of the window boxes, and she smiles as she watches a few kids run around the massive tree and play. 

“Hey, Mama?” There’s a little grunt as a pudgy half-elf no older than five with a mop of dark hair and deep brown eyes the size of saucers pulls himself onto a chair at the kitchen table across from his mother.

“Yes, Carric?” She lifts her eyes to smile at her son, still holding onto a flower in her fingers but pausing any movement. 

“How many times have you and Daddy kissed?” 

Keyleth’s eyes widen to match the size of her son’s; while his are filled with curiosity, hers are rattled with surprise. Her freckled cheeks darken and soon she’s laughing, raising a hand to cover her mouth as the other puts the flower down. “What makes you ask that?” 

“I just wanna know.” 

“You just want to know?” 

Carric nods, his bangs bopping against his forehead. 

Keyleth sits back in her chair as the surprise fades, and she gives a little shrug. “I don’t think I can put a number to it. There have been so many.” 

“Please? Is it more than six hundred?” 

“Oh, I don’t know. Where did you get six hundred from?”

Carric’s eyes move away from Keyleth and he starts to chew on his bottom lip, something he tends to do when he’s thinking. “Do you think it’s more?”

“Carric, what is–”

“Lyla said her mommies have kissed six hundred times and I said you and Daddy have kissed more. She didn’t believe me.” 

And there it is. Carric is too young to start school, but there are get-togethers for parents and their younger kids quite often, allowing the little ones to mingle and learn how to socialize with others their own age. Lyla is one of the first friends Carric has made, a tiny Hafling girl with a lot of spirit and the sweetest parents. 

“Why were you guys talking about kiss–you know what, it doesn’t matter.” 

Carric’s eyes trail back to his mother, lower lip still between his teeth. “Is it bad?”

“No!” Keyleth reaches over, grabs Carric under the arms, and pulls him into her lap. “No, it’s not bad. You’re allowed to talk about kissing. Kissing is nice when it’s with people you love.” She kisses him on the cheek. “See?”

Carric giggles, and for a moment is distracted, but he tilts his head back to look up at Keyleth as soon as the giggles fade. “So if it’s good you’ve done it a lot, right?”

With a smile, Keyleth gives a slow nod. “Yes, Dad and I kiss a lot. I really don’t know how many times we’ve kissed, Snowdrop. I’m surprised Lyla knows.”

“Do you think Daddy might know?”

“There’s one way to find out. Hey, Vax!” 

There’s a muffled sound of a chair pushing against the wood floor before the telltale thumps of Vax making his way down the spiral stairs cut into a tree trunk that laces through their home. 

“You rang?” Vax’s eyes light up at the sight of his wife and child, and he leans down to kiss them both on the head.

“Daddy, do you know how many times you and Mommy have kissed?”

Vax’s brow raises, and he leans back against the kitchen island. “Ever?”

Carric nods enthusiastically and Vax lifts his head as if the answer is on the ceiling. “Hmm.” He chews on his bottom lip, mirroring his child from moments before, before he smiles, looks at the both of them, and leans in to give Keyleth a sweet little peck. “Three thousand two-hundred and ninety-six.” 

“What?”

“Yeah!” 

Keyleth’s burst of surprise and Carric’s burst of success overlap each other, and the toddler wriggles out of his mom’s arms to dance between his parents. 

“I knew it! That’s so many!”

Keyleth stares at Vax, brows furrowed so much that there’s a nice trench forming at the top of her nose. “Is that the actual number?"

Vax simply smiles and kisses her again. “No, seriously, is that the real number, because if you’ve been counting this whole time that’s–” She can’t quite come up with the word–or perhaps she doesn’t want to call her husband a psychopath in front of their child–so instead Keyleth just laughs, and Vax just shrugs. 

“For a long time I thought I’d have a limited amount of them.” Vax’s voice was quiet, hoping Carric’s celebrations would swallow his explanation. “I think there’s a part of me that hasn’t let go of that fear.” 

Keyleth’s chest constricts and she reaches up, pulling Vax to her for another kiss. “They’re not going anywhere. I’m not going anywhere. And neither are you.”

Vax smiles at Keyleth, his wife, and tilts his chin to kiss her again. "I'm sure one day I'll lose count."

She kisses him. "Oh, I'm going to make sure of it."

[yoongikook]

14, 18, 24, 25 :)

14. Favorite book you read this year?

brothersong by tj klune (this whole series is great!) or tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow by gabrielle zevin. if we are also counting fanfiction, i would say crimson rivers by bizarrestars, which is an 865k word marauders fanfic on ao3 that has truly ruined my life

18. A memorable meal this year?

for my brother's 30th birthday earlier this year, i took him to a sushi restaurant for a really nice omakase dinner. the food was incredible, and it was so nice to spend time with just him and my best friend (who he has been dating for the last five years)

24. Did you keep any New Year’s Resolutions?

i don't make new year's resolutions actually, so no

25. Did you create any characters (in games, art, or writing) this year? Describe one

my dnd group started a new campaign this year, and my character is a pyromaniac artificer gnome named Azar who has no understanding of personal property, boundaries, or social norms. he's experimenting with a recently-discovered explosive akin to gunpowder, and he's been so much fun to play!

and again, if we're also counting fanfiction, which isn't strictly original characters but are my own interpretation of characters, i also have written a lot this year

[pbskidsnews]

Tomorrow (4/18), PBS Kids will add an ASL section to its brand-new video player, featuring ten episodes translated into ASL from six shows each- Arthur, Alma's Way, Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood, Donkey Hodie, Pinkalicious and Peterrific, and Work it Out Wombats., adding up to sixty translated episodes overall. https://www.fastcompany.com/91107318/pbs-kids-american-sign-language-interpreters-childrens-shows#:~:text=Six%20PBS%20children's%20series%2C%20including,deaf%20and%20hard%20of%20hearing.

Looks like we're expanding languages and including a lot more than just Spanish -- we're getting sixty episodes from six shows in total, all with different interpreters translating them into American Sign Language. This is one of the many new things that PBS is pushing with the redesign of the video player regarding accessibility. I'd say this is a W!

You can view the article from Fast Company here. Expect more new stuff to be added in the coming weeks.

[prythianpages]

For the ask game ❤️✨️✍️

Hello, lovely! <3

❤️ What is your favorite line that you’ve written in a fic?

“You awaken sensations within me that I’ve never known. Sensations that both exhilarate and terrify me. If you–if you only knew the depths of my capabilities, the lengths I would go for you, the sacrifices I’ve already made...” -from I Can't Pretend (part of my Eris angel series)

That line alone took me probably a whole day to work out. Shout out to thesauruses and me being on bridgerton tiktok! 😂

✨️ Out of the comments you’ve received on your fics, what are two or three of your favorites?

This is hard because I'm very grateful for any comment and love all of them. I think my favorite ones are the ones that mention specific lines or scenes I wrote. They're really wholesome 🥺 There is a very sweet someone who leaves lovely comments on my fics but idk if she'd like me to put her on the spotlight. So below are 2 screenshots of some of my favs:

I also love reaction pic comments, which has inspired me to leave some of my own now 🥰

✍️ What’s your ideal writing setup?

I prefer writing at my desk with either my record player or the TV on youtube for music and an iced-coffee. But I had to move my desk into a common area so now I write in my bed bc I prefer to write when I'm alone.

Ask Game.

[adsagsona]

29. for a surprised starter .

Ophelia & Gannicus

classsymemes:

starter call 2.0 feel free to combine prompts !

Gannicus had cleaned up after his win in the arena. Dominus had been very generous with the wine and apparently women were coming in too for his celebration. Holding the amphora to his lips, he took a big swig and walked over the practicing square towards his own private cell.

Pushing the door open with one hand, the gladiator remained standing. He was not drunk enough for his altertness to disappear already and there was someone breathing quite harshly in the dark. "Show yourself." Gannicus said quite calmly as he set his amphora down, not wanting to spill the wine.

As he noticed a good looking girl in strange dress, he didn't know whether to smile or not. "You're not a whore." He concluded after a long moment.

@historiavn

[hresvelged]

[ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 ] : sender drapes a coat / cape / etc. around receiver's shoulders.

It's a thoughtless gesture, almost, swirling the cloak from his shoulders and tucking it over hers instead. Never mind that they no longer look one another in the eye at level, that the edges of the cloak drift against the snowy ground or that the fur ruff threatens to envelop her much slimmer shoulders.

He almost has to laugh at the redness of her nose and cheeks, a vibrant match to her house colors. Blowing his breath into his hands a bit, Dimitri crosses his arms. "Come, we shouldn't stay out in this too long. Let's find somewhere to escape the elements, if only for a moment - I may be more used to this than you are, but I'm still only human, aren't I?"

For once, she isn't prepared. The frigid cold bites at her skin and claws at her knees. Edelgard shivers and shakes, much to her chagrin. She loathes for others to see her in such a state no matter how hard she attempts to downplay the weather's cruel tactics.

Perhaps it is the void in conversation that offers a cue, or maybe it is merely her body actions calling out for themselves. Without waiting for a response, Dimitri aids her. There are many reasons he may have thought of its necessity. Obligation? Merely to get on her good side for the sake of their respective lands? Friendship? No, that cannot be so. Edelgard's lips pout as her fingers glide over its carefully crafted composition. It feels unbefitting for her form, but she does not remove it. The wrinkles on her furrowed brow deepen with an admittance of its need.

"Heh. Indeed.. You are human," she finally says. He is human as much as she— Heirs to their respective forms, destinies unbeknownst to even she. He, too, is a person thrust into this unforgiving world. While she moves to look him in the eyes, Edelgard wonders how many more times she will be able to do this. One, two, three? Four, if the cruelties of Fódlan do not snatch them away beforehand. In another world, she thinks the tides of ally-ship could last a second longer. The obligatory waves are cruel; Edelgard is destined far away. "It appears I can no longer hide how cold I really am.." The shivers pause; her expression downcast. "I hate to admit it, but I'd much prefer finding warmth sooner rather than later. Only then can I carry on properly."

She begins to walk forward— Once in front, only this time directly next to.