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MOST ATTRACTIVE FEATURE

✱ Comment with your character. Feel free to include a link to a picture of them at their best/most flattering/cutest/beautiful/handsome/most appealing/etc.
✱ Other characters are forced to ~~gently compelled~~ to admit the one part of yours they find the most attractive. Hair? Eyes? Muscles? That height? That mole? That ass...umption that they're a great person?
✱ Your character now has to flip all the scripts and fess up to others.
✱ Rinse. Repeat. Regret.
✱ Of course, if they're boring, some people might be drawn to a personality trait over a physical one.
✱ But that cute smile, tho. Lemme swoon.

Comments

[veryfond]

[ Just as she hoped! ]

You're welcome.

You are most beautiful, darling.

[tintila]

I–hm. [She is barely resisting pointing out how much more beautiful the other elves are, by her own estimation. That's what she's doing.]

You are very beautiful, Elia.

[veryfond]

Do you have a favorite part of me?

[ Hard mode: Mithiel can't say her smile. ]

[tintila]

Your eyes, they are very kind.

[veryfond]

Thank you, darling. If I had to pick a second choice for you, it would be your eyes.

[tintila]

[...!]

It turns out I am terrible at taking a compliment, for all I want to do is point out the more stunning of my people.

[veryfond]

Would you like it if I responded to every compliment you gave me by pointing out how stunning your people are?

[tintila]

I did say I was terrible, it's clearly not an admirable trait.

And you do not compare. [It's different, and she's in love. The elves are just... a e s t h e t i c.]

[veryfond]

You are not terrible, you're adorable.

And I love you.

[tintila]

I love you as well.

You make even the greyest days bright.

[veryfond]

That is exactly what I hope to bring to your life. Brightness and lightness.

Now I am just thinking of other things I like about you.

[tintila]

You are conspiring to make me blush. [She teases, smiling.] I'm sure I have many flaws as well.

[veryfond]

Not that I have noticed. [ Unlike her, whose body is markedly human. ]

[tintila]

What a good excuse to look closer. [Perhaps being an elf was not entirely fair, or more specifically made her entirely too fair... but elves had their issues and their troubles and faults just the same as men.]

[veryfond]

Even if I looked very closely, I am sure any flaws I would find would be the tiniest imperfections. [ Ones she would gladly accept if it meant she also got to enjoy all of Mithiel's good qualities. ]

[tintila]

I do feel sometimes almost as though I am being unfair for things I cannot help but be. [She says softly, curling closer.]

[veryfond]

What do you mean? [ Lifting Mithiel's hand to her lips so she can kiss it. ] You know I love you just as you are.

[tintila]

It.. [Hmm. She pauses a moment, her brow scrunching as she feels around for the right phrasing. Because Mithiel doesn't think she is worth more or especially better than anyone, not elf or man and certainly not Elia. But it is difficult to avoid saying things, true things, that feel like they are rubbing some sort of superiority in her face.

After all, Mithiel is already older than the sun and the moon. If nothing unfortunate happens to her she could live until the skies turn black and the world crumbles and she will always be young and fair, healthy and hale. And if the unfortunate does happen to her she knows exactly what her fate will be, and that she can be rebodied and go on much like she is now.

She frowns.]

I do not want you to ever think that the difference between us makes me think I am better than you, or anything like that. I feel... I don't... I love you, Elia. [And it is hard to know how long they will be separated, and sometimes she forgets how easily life goes for her in comparison... and she just feels guilty in a way she never has before.]