'' so i'm guessing this is where we part ways huh, '' their enemies have been defeated and so their alliance has come to end. a silence lingers along with the question of if he will ever see dimitri again. but he does not ask and instead he settles for a smile and an extended hand. however before flying off he calls the other's name once more.'' if you ever find yourself near the border of almyra do drop by for a visit, i'll be sure to host a grand feast at the palace in your name. '' @regancrested​

doubtlessly, claude makes a remarkable comrade and a BETTER friend. the mere sight of claude on his ship, ready to set off far away from fodlan, from him was a pointed dagger at his heart that he no longer dared deny. memories of their shared time as students flooded his mind, from the day they met, from the nights they accidentally spent .. and the evening they danced him far away from the TROUBLES of their lands. sleeping by claude’s side, it seemed as though nightmares never quite reach him as they usually could. there’s little telltale signs on dimitri’s ever NEUTRAL expression regarding the thoughts running his mind at the prospect of this departure. he’s a SENTIMENTAL fool to a fault .. but perhaps it was because he’s grown used to saying goodbyes for the LAST time. his heart tightens at that admission, and his throat is set on fire at any words that dared crawled out of his ribcage. this need not be a sorrowful goodbye, not if he does not make it so. briefly, he closes his good eye to shield himself from such a DESPONDENT sight, a little pent up breath tucked away in his chest now blew past his lips. he’s never the clingy sort  — on the contrary, he’s accustomed to letting go .. all of the GOOD things in his life and the man that he became now never stopped paying the price for it. 

if he were to say he wanted claude to stay, would claude hate him ? if he were to take claude’s hand and promise to be his home, would claude forgive him ?

all he knows is that fodlan will not be the same without him. dimitri would not be the same without him. perhaps it was SELFISH of him to even entertaining the thought of taking claude away from almyra .. but therein still lines the BEASTLY side of him .. that is tired of losing everything. and at this moment .. claude was his EVERYTHING.

staring down at claude’s extended hand, and then back up at the ever cloudy smile upon claude’s face .. he then takes claude’s hand into his own, very LIGHTLY tighten it in a gentle squeeze. there’s no telling where the source of his following AUDACITY came from, perhaps the sea breeze has BEATEN out the courtesy out of him, take apart every shred of humility and wariness that he worn over the years to GHOST past the ones he loved.

in an instant, he draws back his arm, his hand still holding onto claude’s own .. and tugs the prince of golden deer off the ship and effortlessly catching him by the waist before any unfortunate accidents happened. all eyes were on them now .. both their friends ( or stalkers of their COMPLICATED relationship for good few years now ) watching with bated breaths. and despite their audience, dimitri’s expression remains indomitable still.

❛ if i were to express my desire in your presence by my side, will you indulge my selfishness ?  ❜ dimitri asks, his voice somber as the prospects of parting ways, but a silver of hopeful at the happier alternative. his gaze drifted over claude’s every feature, from his forestry eyes where light freely peaked through the boughs  — down to his lips where all his SECRETS were kept behind his beguiling smiles. every little things that he loved and yearned to know more.

❛ if were to say .. the place we belong is where we can freely hold each other this close, will you offer me a chance to prove it ? ❜

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Opinion on; @regancrested​ !

  Character in general: CLAUUUUUDE !!! the man !!! the myth !!! the legend !!! he was my second route and i adored every second of it tbh.... he’s ??? such a neat lord ??? in general ???? i love how clever he is about going through the events of verdant wind and how his relationships with the golden deer develop into something that’s genuine and friendly over time. he deserves it !!!!      How they play them:   we’ve only done one thread with your claude and my byleth but i immediately fell in love tbh????? his voice is very clear and combined w/ the stellar writing style it’s been a pleasure !!! and i find it already so, so neat to see where your claude and my byleth mesh with each other in their own unique way. i would love to continue to explore it !!! :D   The Mun: 
when i found out you were a mun who had a muse in isola too i may or may not have lost my mind hahah !! we haven’t talked OOC outside of the tags but i would love to do so !!! not just for claude but for your isola muse as well! you seem super neat and i’m always open to new friends. uvu

Do I:

  RP with them:  yes!    Want to RP with them: i would love to continue to, yes!

What is my;

 Overall Opinion:

@regancrested​​

when  it  came  to  crests,  ashe  viewed  them  through  the  same  lens  as  he  did  the  ability  to  hold  a  tune:  you  can’t  miss  what  you  never  had.  but  if  anything  could  make  him  feel  even  a  glimmer  of  envy,  it  was  claude’s  bow.  maybe  it  wasn’t  quite  as  pretty  as  a  gratia,  nor  polished  like  zoltan’s  creations,  but  to  ashe  it  was  a  thing  of  beauty.

“  i  still  can’t  believe  i  get  to  see  the  failnaught  this  close.  ”  he  wouldn’t  dare  request  to  turn  it  over  with  his  own  hands   —  he  remembered,  vaguely,  that  relics  were  liable  to  bite   —  but  he  could  ask  about  it.  “   what  does  it  feel  like  to  use  it?   ”

   ❝  It  is  in  your  best  interest  to  not  UNDERESTEMATE  me .  The  last  guy  that  did  met  the  sharp  end  of  my  sword  before  he’d  even  had  the  chance  to  BLINK .  No ,  this  is  not  a  THREAT ...  but  a  WARNING .  ❞  

      ⤷   ⸢ STARTER FOR @regancrested​​​ ⸣    

positivity for regancrested : @regancrested; I will never shut up about my eternal gratitude and adoration for Alicia. There's no real way for me to completely convey this without sounding like a broken record, but I love her so much. She's been there for me thick and thin. Every character she picks up she portrays flawlessly and I adore every OC she has. I really do look up to her as a writer and someone who I hope I'll be friends with for years to come.

❛  you’re distracting.  ❜  pointed words were meant to intimidate; meant to deter any further disturbances to his work. but they are far more light - hearted than aggressive. his mind lost focus on such boring documents the second claude entered his quarters anyway.  / @regancrested​​ ! 

    “i find it difficult to believe that you’re as irreverent as you seem, claude.” 

it’s as much an accusation as it is a prying curiosity, and edelgard spares no particular politeness spelling it out for him. their interactions so far have hardly made for a warm and loving friendship, and there is little point in pretending now. yet here they sit in the library at opposite sides of a chess board, edelgard’s permanent frown near etching itself into the finely carved wooden pieces and marble game surface alike. after several moments of deliberation, gloved hands are quick and decisive in moving her knight. it only removes a pawn of his from the board, but sets up something grander, if she can pull it off. 

    “you seem to treat everything like it’s a game. admittedly, one you want to win, but losses hardly seem to phase you either.” edelgard finally lifts her eyes to meet his now that she is done doling out bare assumptions. “what are your motivations for being here?”

preskip baby starter call / @regancrested​

-ˏˋ  @regancrested    /     sc

The monastery was beautiful; it was about as big as Peach’s castle at home. The princess couldn’t help but admire everything as she made her way through and around, exploring all she could until she got to a dead end. Where were the dormitories ? Wasn’t she just there a second ago ? “ Oh no, “ she said gently, biting down on her lip as she turned to go back the way she came, bumping straight into another body.

“ Oh, I’m so sorry. “

" PLEASE don't set fire to the battlefield, I beg of you, my friend. You will be hurting friend and foe alike as well damage monastery property -- which, I doubt Lady Rhea will take too kindly to. “ Perhaps history and warfare have proven arson an effective tactic and gamble. Yet there was no reason to get so carried away in a mock battle...In truth, Dimitri would take harmless constipation now... @regancrested

considering they're both popular students at the academy he should have expected it would be difficult for him to get to dimitri during the ball. whenever claude gets a break, dimitri would find himself on the dancefloor and whenever dimitri takes a break, another student would ask claude for a dance. they seemed to be circling around each other, but finally claude finds himself alone with dimitri, somewhere further away from the party. (1/2)

by now he guesses that dimitri still thinks he is jesting about his earlier attempts to get him to dance with him. guess he’ll have to prove him otherwise. ‘ you know, i wasn’t joking earlier when i said i want to dance with you. ’ claude finally speaks up, before extending a hand while the other rests behind his back. ‘ dimitri, may i have this dance? ’ (2/2)

         the sight of students and teachers on the dance floor, all of this in a venue at the heart of the monastery … and in times where it’s a RARE respite from the current mysteries that has been occurring. dimitri must admit that he wasn’t fully bought into the social event, considering his sentiments lie FAR from the mingling that people like sylvain seemed to enjoy. nevertheless, he’s sufficiently POLITE to avoid refusing a dance that’s offered to him and skillfully put his lessons ( that’s been HAMMERED into him from day one as a child ) to good use and fails to embarrass his partners.

         once the queue for his hand is gone, dimitri is left to his own devices and he’s found in his own corner, sipping on a glass of a fruity mix whilst eyeing the dance floor for any peculiar activities. even in such a LEISURE event and place, his mind did not stray from the past occurrences they had to deal with. for all he knows, he could be among these halls …

          however, these mulling were briefly put out of his mind when claude enters his line of vision. he’s about to greet the other, until claude overtook his intention by offering to revive his previous words about a DANCE. ah … dimitri assumed that it stopped being an option when they were both stolen by the hands of other students ( and if he had to be frank, he secretly prefers the option to be open ). after all .. hadn’t they grown inseparably close during their last few years in the monastery ?

         a peaceful, delicate smile found its way to dimitri’s lips for the first time this evening ( for once, it wasn’t just for someone other than himself ).  ❛ are you certain ? i am unable to promise that i can sweep you off your feet better than you do for me, ❜ he manages out smoothly, which was followed by a small chuckle. sylvain can be a bad ( or at this precise time, GOOD ) influence on him.  ❛ forgive me for not offering a bouquet. i suppose .. there leaves more room for me to make up for it.  ❜          accepting claude’s hand, he lets himself be pulled closer to claude’s chest with the grace of a dancer as they glide over to the perimeter of the dance floor ( dimitri still prefers the dance to be PRIVATE between them ). as they fall naturally into each other’s rhythm, as dimitri dares himself to look at claude’s own bright eyes, it becomes even easier to keep the smile of his ALIVE and real. and it’s easier, for his body to move with such FREEDOM and elegance at the same time.

             for a moment, he can forget what haunted him in the day, utterly distracted by the humming in his own heart. if it was ever broken, this would be when it is mended.                         ❛  claude ..  ❜ dimitri accidentally slips out the name that recited in his mind, along with a couple of SWEETNESS he never knew he had. when he realizes that he has captured the other’s attention to his own subconscious call, he thinks that it’s only fitting that he attaches it with a reason. as he thought it over, they made a smooth turn next to another couple.

              exhaling a small breath, he lowers his gaze to ‘neath claude’s neck.  ❛  … will you perhaps .. be interested in visiting faerghus with me, after the academy’s term ends ?  ❜

@regancrested​ / (s.c.)

⚔️ // “what  troubles  them?”

           byleth  nodded  towards  the  golden  deer  ,  who  had  all  but  remained  glued  together  in  the  wake  of  the  western  church’s  mutiny.  clearly  ,  their  most  recent  mission  was  a  matter  that  cut  much  DEEPER  than  she  had  initially  perceived.  but  the  pieces  of  this  puzzle  . . .  try  as  she  might  to  fit  them  together  . . .  she  could  not  fathom why.  thus  ,  she  could  do  nothing  to  cleanse  the  air  throughout  her  lecture. 

              “we  were  assigned  our  task  and  we  completed  it.”

       “  you know how to have a good time, which is more than can be said for most people of noble status. it makes you pleasant to relax around, easy to talk to...and very, very entertaining to be around. you don’t let a lot of things bother you, at least not on the surface. it makes you calming to be around in a crisis  ---  and pretty reliable, too...even if you like to say that you’re anything but.  ”

       @regancrested​   |  compliment hour.

           “ugh, this is foolish and impossible. an utter waste of my time . . . ”       she murmurs, exasperated. despite her words, lysithea merely blows stray forelocks out of her face with a forceful breath and resumes her attempt at teaching herself to dance, oblivious to any company that might’ve found their way to this secluded corner of the monastery. with the ball approaching, the youngest student of the academy simply refused to make a fool of herself by attending without any ability to dance. the other students already think her a child as it is; lacking the grace and skill to dance like the other ladies would only serve to bolster their impressions. that would not do. not at all.

             humming a tune, hands in the air, lysithea spins on the balls of her feet and   ---   “eek! claude!”     surprise tangles her feet; she stumbles briefly, but manages to catch herself before she falls face-first in front of her house leader.      “h-h-how long have you been standing there! goddess, you surprised me. don’t . . . sneak around like that!”

           @regancrested       /      sc.

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claudie and ashie tho. you think you’re special just ‘cuz you’re in a different house? no one escapes dorothea’s nicknames.

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Someone toss Ferdinand and Lorenz in a room so they can noble at each other

ferdinand vc: you are an amazing, wonderful and perfect noble

lorenz vc: I’m flattered, but truly you are the most perfect noble I have ever met

❛  don’t you dare ------  ❜  there is a hand, extended outward, stopping right in front of him. a hand all too familiar, unfortunately. he recedes, soles stepping backward in an attempt to dissuade the other from pulling him unto the dance floor where all eyes of their classmates were locked. ❛  i do not dance.  ❜   /   @regancrested​ liked this !