Happy New Year, Yall. Sincerely Hoping For A Magical Year For All Of You.

Happy New Year, y’all. Sincerely hoping for a magical year for all of you.

♡judgmental girlfriends♡ 

Jade’s eyes open despite Kit’s request that she rest. She tilts her head upward and quickly grabs the princess’ jaw. She lowers her lover’s head, so that they’re looking eye-to-eye with one another. She wants to be sure Kit takes in what she’s about to say. “Your mother loves you, even if she hasn’t been the best at showing it. I know it. She ordered me to drag you home if I had to, because she can’t bear to lose you,” she states as truth. No room for anything else. Jade knows these things to be absolute fact even if Kit doesn’t see or feel it. “And I’m not going to sleep until I know you’re okay. What happened in your dream?”

ㅤㅤㅤfingers continue to toy with red strands, the feel of something jade between digits keeping her grounded. upon the returned question, a shoulder lifts.ㅤ“ㅤi'm not exactly her favourite person,ㅤ”ㅤkit replies, quietly.ㅤ“ㅤi, uh - i had a dream last night.ㅤ”ㅤit's an understatement to say it's put her on edge. it's so easy for doubts to settle in her thoughts.ㅤ“ㅤsorry, didn't mean to keep you awake. rest now, my love.ㅤ”

This is the closest Jade has come to comfortable sleep since the Wildwood. These journeys in the wilderness are much harder to rest through when you know a primordial evil wants to destroy you and your friends. But in Kit’s arms? At least the horrors fade from view for a while until all that seems to exist is her reason for everything: Kit. Eyes closed, arms wrapped around her princess, head on Kit’s chest, she’d so close to rest… but the question nudges her awake. “What? Yes, of course she would have, Kit. Why would you think that?”

ㅤㅤㅤthe silence that surrounds the fellowship sets kit on edge. for so long, she yearned for the quiet. to be able to rest and not worry about the next five minutes, but even with airk back, and their journey coming to a close, kit can't seem to relax. not with more questions than answers being given. sighing deeply, fingers continue to play with @dutyxbound's hair. eyes then find airk's sleeping form.ㅤ“ㅤdo you think the queen would have sent a party if it were me the crone took?ㅤ”

❛Where did you learn to do that?❜ – @riiese (Ingvar)

“I learned from my f—” She pauses a moment, her hand lowering just slightly. She can see his face so clear in her mind. She tries not to remember his face from the last time she saw him, barely a husk of himself, more undead than living. She tries pushing it aside and remembering his stoic pride in her, the last words he gave her in Tir Asleen before her life changed forever. She tries to remember him as her father, even if she can’t say the word out loud. “My Commander. His name was Ballantine. He taught me everything I know with a blade, just about.”

Okay, I did a full rewatch of Willow yesterday and I need to get back into writing Jade. I miss her so much.