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@aredboar : 💬 meme !
❝ am i supposed to be scared now ? ❞ the whisper is just a touch too loud in the movie theatre , aerith leaning across the arm rest to dimitri to at least alleviate that a little . her body is completely relaxed and expression light despite the gorey scene from the latest horror movie playing in front of her . ❝ this is kinda cheesy . ❞
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@aredboar : headcanon + summer days i’m too lazy to find the meme tbh !
summer days are lazy days . laying out in their flowers with a good book uncaring of the dirt staining their clothes . it’s days of picnics with their mom and playing cards . summer days are when they feel the most human and the most not . everyone is a little sluggish with heat and so half of the week is flower maintenance , an excuse to just get their hands deep in the soil to the point where dirt lingers under their nails .
summer nights are a good drink or two on the porch , reminiscing about anything and everything . it’s laying half dressed in bed trying to cool down just a little and avoiding thoughts that appear and take over as soon as their eyes close .
summer is great and relaxing , summer is missing something they will never have .
@aredboar : “ aerith, would you like to dance with me? “ meme !
❝ oh of course , good sir ! ❞ the words are overly formal with an overly cheesy tone to go with the very dramatic bow she gives him . as soon as she ‘s straightened up , her hands are darting out to grab his and pulling him close .
it’s not the most elegant moves , she stumbles a little over her own feet , but she laughs it off as she hangs slightly from his shoulders . there is barely enough room in the kitchen for them to make some turns and not stay in place and she is using that room for all it’s worth to sweep him across the tile and make him laugh along with her too .
@aredboar: fixes his shirt because it isnt tucked in & its driving him n*ts
‘ er, your highness? ’ it was a little bit embarrassing, lips pouty if it was an indication. gloved fingers scratching through the back of his hair, cautious eyes glance around. no one was really around, and if they were around, why does it matter? this was almost like a similar feeling to his mentor--- except he would simply tell him. he probably was a little flustered about working alongside royalty. i mean, who isn’t? it’s a one in a life time thing. besides, weren’t they... friends? it was okay, right? ... right? oh god, don’t let him worry about absolutely nothing. ‘ i... must’ve been in a rush when i got ready today. gah! i’m so nervous. can you tell? ’ at this point, it was just words to fill the silence, something he was real good at doing. regardless, he smiles; relieved. ‘ man, imagine walking around like this. it’s a good thing you caught it. ’
@aredboar: now you bend over. i am going to put the crown on your head. remember, rise with your shoulders straight & be ready to turn & address your people.
what? that was so much to remember! right. . . shoulders straight, and keep it so that the crown doesn’t slide off. taking a deep breath, he nods. ‘ alright. i got this! ’ like pepping himself up, he leans over, trying his best to keep his head still. it worked. . . for the moment. feeling it being placed upon his head, he sucks in a deep inhale and holds it. so far, so good; now rise and turn to address your people. turnturnturn--- oh no. ‘ dimitri, it’s gonna--- ’ prim, proper, and balanced were not his forte. was it so obvious? and before he could even grab the crown, it bounced off his shoulders and rolling on its side. his body froze for a moment, eyes widened as he realized that it had probably jewels worth more than his own life. there it was, just laying on the ground.
it’s like he finally caught up with the scenario, because he was quickly scrambling to pick it up, and wipe whatever dust that had landed upon the expensive velvet. ‘ dimitri! i - i’m so sorry! i didn’t mean to! ’ he looks so apologetic, like a kicked puppy that he swore he would be mad at him for something like this. ‘ i’ll try harder this time! ’
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@aredboar: mine
his body stiffens, his cheeks flushing slightly as he presses his lips together. ah, how unfair was this? extremely so. eyes glance off to the side. ‘ dimitri... ’ his name was a mere whisper among gritting teeth ; a warning. at this point, it’s that he knew or--- oh, who was his kidding. he knew damn well, he was just teasing, especially playing dumb ( what? tell me what’s wrong ). it was the both of them alone in his king’s chambers, so why was he so embarrassed? he exhales a breath he didn’t know he was holding, letting his head droop in a mild form of defeat. fine, fine. you win.
‘ are you serious right now? ’ he’s pouting now, hands moving to grab his and interlace their fingers. he smiles. ‘ i’m no one else’s besides yours. just as long as you know you’re mine. ’
@aredboar: lift. wordless prompts.
god, he was so tired. it took quite a lot to dwindle him down, all the way gaining scratches and bruises along his skin ; some cuts deeper than others. during these moments, the blues of his eyes caught the sky, as if contemplating and thanking another fight well done. catching up with his breathing, he wipes the sweat and dirt off his cheek as he catches someone familiar approaching him. ‘ hm? ’ and seeing him, blood split lips curved into a smile. even though dimitri wasn’t as winded and beat up as he was, it seems that even the mightiest and strongest can catch the pointed end of a dagger ; crest or not. however, you could vaguely blame him for the distraction. he’s never seen a man look so graceful--- yet deadly, in a fight. he really knows how to handle a lance, but he would keep those thoughts to himself.
‘ hello there, beautiful. aren’t you a sight for sore eyes? ’ quite literally. he swore he felt a bruise form over a closed eye. must’ve been he was punted with the dull end of a weapon. he could barely recall. putting his weight further back on his arm, his shadow was practically cast over him. ‘ is this what it’s like being saved by a king? guess i owe you. ’ he jests, though he sees a hand being extended out to, what he assumed, help him back on his feet. the smile stays on his face, as he takes it. ‘ thank--- huh? h - hey! dimitri! ’ his eyes widened, as he is thrown over his shoulder instead. now, he wasn’t small by any means. he was tall and was built with a fair amount of muscle mass and really strong to boot, but dimitri was on another level. he just picked him up with such ease, that at this point, shouldn’t be a surprise.
he starts to squirm now, but his grip was firm and unrelenting. ‘ dimitri! i can walk, i’m fine! put me down! ’ his slight commotion turned some heads, but avoided saying anything. which was good ; he was sinking in his embarrassment, cheeks flushed to a noticeable shade of pink. looks like there was no getting through to him. there’s a quiet whine. ‘ ... ugh, nevermind. ’
@aredboar: if we got married you’d be king zack. how cool is that
wait, was he serious? he had... never really thought about it. there was perfect contentment with just being the king’s mercenary, or in special cases, a knight; with certain benefits. that wasn’t the big picture, who cares if he ended up as a king? ( well, a lot of people, but that was besides the point ) it was the fact that he would be married to dimitri, and that thought alone makes his heart flutter and a warmth glow in his chest.
there’s that zack - esque smile on his face, leaning close to him. there’s a sort of admiration at that thought and pure imagination. ‘ are you suggesting something? his majesty zack blaiddyd. that does have a nice ring to it, don’t you think? ’
