#silver fuller

On the day heaven tried to take my soul You came down like in fairy tales of old I said "Open your white wings for me" And you said "Close your eyes and just believe" You're made of darkness and fire, my friend I think the world may be coming to an end But when heaven and hell do collide Know that I'll always be there by your side

A thing I made. Watch with sound. Beware Heavensward (3.0) Spoilers

Watching Nahte BSoD in real time here 🤣

Playing around with this height chart by sticking blorbos and a few of their partners in. Really amused to discover that if the gamerescape site is correct, then G'raha is a min-height Sunseeker male. Smol. He's just a little guy. X'rhun Tia though? Max height. Tol. Very sexy of them both.

Nahte was not one to show when he was hurting. Alisaie had first experienced this many years ago, when Bahamut still lurked beneath Eorzea and Hydaelyn's champions were called to face yet another impossible foe. She'd called him her sword of light, then. Had fallen for the carefree smile he so readily flashed, and, like many others before and since, failed to notice the pain so carefully concealed behind it.

Now, many adventures and many conflicts later, she was not so naive.

So, tonight, when the others celebrated the end of Endless Light, and Nahte disappeared from festivities, she took notice. Finding him might have been challenging, if she didn't know him so well. As it was, she only needed to gauge which rooftop would offer the highest, broadest vantage point, and make her way there.

There was no sneaking up on him, and night-keen eyes looked her way before she'd even come into view. He scrambled to his feet, "Alisaie—" His ears pinned, like a child caught misbehaving. But if he really hadn't wanted to see her, he could have snuck away long before she glimpsed him.

"Relax." She smiled, holding up a basket. "I know you didn't eat, so I brought you some snacks."

They ate in relative silence, watching the stars up above them. He was tight-shouldered and stiff-breathed at first. She wished she could read his mind. Or — like Alphinaud — possessed any kind of gift for coaxing out thoughts and soothing tired souls. Alisaie wasn't sure where Nahte's ache was, tonight, and was wary of speaking too freely lest her clumsy mouth do more harm than good. He'd suffered enough, and she didn't want to burden him with her own fears or the weight of her relief.

It seemed the best she could offer tonight was simple company.

It didn't seem like enough.

But by the time the last of the sandwiches were crumbs, he'd let his tail curl around behind her. And though her face flushed, she'd succumbed to courage and allowed herself to lean against him in kind. All in all… maybe this wasn't the worst way to comfort him.

DT spoilers for the quest "A Father First"! Thanks @seasaltandcopper for letting me borrow A'mahl for this :D And thank you @sea-wolf-coast-to-coast for hosting such a wonderful challenge, this was my first year and I'm already excited for the next one :D