tanz im ascheregen.

“We can be redeemed only to the extent to which we see ourselves.” ― Martin Buber Indie&Private Caleb Widogast. Loved by L.

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Indie Caleb Widogast from Critical Role

Laura, she/her, 30+, not a spoiler free blog.

Character Wire: @widogastswire

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he   smiles   as   the   other   relaxes   like   a   cat   getting   a   good   scritch,   and   kisses   caleb's   forehead.        "    hmm,    "        he   says,   taking   the   bottle,        "    the   power   you   give   me,   miliy.   come   here.    "

he   cups   the   back   of   caleb's   neck,   guiding   him   to   lean   into   essek.   it   makes   it   easier   to   scoop   up   some   water,   and   make   sure   the   human's   hair   is   fully   saturated.

"    perhaps   i   will   subject   you   to   my   skincare   routine.   or   put   you   in   my   makeup.   you   would   have   to   sit   perfectly   still,   of   course.    "        he   works   the   shampoo   into   a   lather,   and   begins   massaging   in   into   caleb's   roots   with   both   hands.

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There's SOMETHING about giving up control that is very intimate to Caleb, and he knows Essek very much feels the same. It's never been something they have comfortably done, until they had met each other, so he allows himself to revel in it these days, leaning back into the touch with a smile.

"Skin care routine?" He then asks with a smile, a soft sigh escaping him eventually, "Sounds awfully fancy, Liebster, but if you care for it, I won't object."

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THE   BUDDING  ROMANCE  PROMPTS 

for couples that are just beginning explore the sexual side of their relationship. 

DISCOVERY

[ EXPLORE ]  sender gets flustered while making out with receiver after becoming aroused. 

[ EXPLORED ]  receiver gets flustered while making out with sender after becoming aroused. 

[ EXPERIMENT ]  muses try touching each other more intimately for the first time,  groping,  caressing and kissing new areas. 

[ VENTURE ]  for sender to start teasing receiver by brushing their hand between their thighs or across their chest to see how they react.  

[ VENTURING ]  for receiver to start teasing sender by brushing their hand between their thighs or across their chest to see how they react. 

[ DISCOVERY ]  muses undress each other for the first time. 

[ NEED ]  receiver approaches sender and kisses them longer and more passionately than they ever have before. 

[  NEEDED  ]  sender approaches receiver and kisses them longer and more passionately than they ever have before. 

[  BUILD UP  ]  muses are kissing and it naturally begins to get more heated and intimate than they’ve ever taken it before. 

[  CAUGHT  ]  receiver catches sending getting flushed because of something they are doing or wearing. 

[  CATCHING  ]  sender catches receiver getting flushed because of something they are doing or wearing. 

COMMUNICATING

❝  i think i’m ready to go further now,  if you are.  ❞

❝  i’m a little nervous,  but it’s a good nervous.  ❞

❝  i know we were waiting to get intimate until we were both ready,  so i thought i’d let you know i’m ready now.  ❞

❝  can we take a break—i’m just.  i like this,  but i need to go a little slower.  ❞

❝  why don’t you tell me what you like?  ❞

❝  take my hand,  show me where you want to be touched.  ❞

❝  you just look…you always look good but right now it’s.  wow.  ❞

❝  do you like this outfit?  i wanted to wear something special.  just for you.  ❞

❝  all i wanna do right now is take you inside.  ❞

❝  i want you to stay here with me tonight.  stay?  ❞

❝  i wanna do more than just kiss you goodnight.  ❞

❝  i don’t wanna stop touching you.  i just wanna be near you and close to you in any way i can.  ❞

❝  it’s getting harder to keep my hands off you lately.  ❞

❝  no,  don’t stop.  i liked it.  i like when you hold me like that.  ❞

❝  stop looking at me like that i’m gonna blush in front of everyone!  ❞

❝  why are you blushing?  ❞

❝  you don’t have to be so shy about it.  ❞

❝  honestly,  i’ve been starting to feel the same way.  i want more.  i want to try more.  ❞

❝  i just.  i really like you in that.  ❞

❝  so,  i thought,  it might be a good idea to talk about,  you know.  our boundaries and what we’re both comfortable with.  ❞

❝  i don’t really wanna go out tonight i just…want to be with you.  just us.  ❞

DEMI / ACE SPEC

❝  i don’t usually feel these things.  but i do with you.  i’m starting to.  ❞

❝  i know i said i might not want to do anything sexual,  but.  i think i do actually.  you make me want to.  ❞

❝  i wanna try some things with you.  ❞

❝  i wanna do this.  for you.  making you feel good will make me happy.  ❞

❝  i need a little more time,  but i’m almost ready.  ❞

❝  no,  i’m okay.  i want this too.  trust me,  i really want it.  ❞

❝  i’ve done this before,  i’m just a little bit slower to get to it is all.  ❞

❝  you know,  what we talked about before?  i’m ready.  i wanna talk about it again.  ❞

❝  wow okay,  yeah.  this is doing it for me actually.  ❞

❝  i was…hoping we could stay in tonight actually.  i want you all to myself.  ❞

❝  are you sure you’re ready?  i don’t want to pressure you.  ❞

❝  is this alright?  do you want more or should we just keep it at this level for now?  ❞

❝  i’m really turned on right now for once so you better hurry up.  ❞

❝  you wanna…skip the movie and go back to my place?  ❞

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“Is there a spell that helps people not be hungry?” Luc asked, curious. “Well, is there a food spell? Just making food from magic? A birthday cake spell?” Luc’s eyes grow big again, the sheer idea of having a whole birthday cake whenever you wanted.

“If there is, Uncle Caleb knows it…” Veth teased helping Yeza set the pot roast and vegetables on the table. After that she pours the adults glasses of sherry and gives Luc a glass of grape juice so he can feel grown up with ‘grown up drinks’ as he’s been wanting to lately. He’s growing up way too fast for her liking.

"Well, there's a spell that can produce food, and make sure the food is edible," Caleb chuckles, "I don't know about a birthday cake spell specifically, but I'm sure there COULD be one," he then adds, settling down at the table eventually after he's kept the little boy busy so his parents could finish setting up dinner.

"Dinner smells amazing," he then says, offering Veth and Yeza a smile. "You guys really did make this into a lovely home,"

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"Well, there's a spell that can produce food, and make sure the food is edible," Caleb chuckles, "I don't know about a birthday cake spell specifically, but I'm sure there COULD be one," he then adds, settling down at the table eventually after he's kept the little boy busy so his parents could finish setting up dinner.

"Dinner smells amazing," he then says, offering Veth and Yeza a smile. "You guys really did make this into a lovely home,"

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Source: lilly_lotti_cats

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Eadwulf offered a small hum in response to Caleb's words, glad for the touch. He fell asleep and for the first time in a long time his dreams weren't colored by the nightmares of his past but instead a deep and dreamless sleep that had become such a rarity that when Wulf woke up he didn't believe it at first.

His eyes shifted to look at Caleb in the dim morning light that was slowly starting to peek through the windows.

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It takes Caleb a moment to realize just WHERE he is when he wakes up, but that's nothing new really, and he instantly finds himself relaxing the moment he notices his friend right there with him, lips curving into a smile. "Guten Morgen," he mutters, voice still a little rough from sleep, but happy in tone all the same. "Did you sleep well?"

[linzer-art]

that meme is just Caleb at Travelercon

[oddthesungod]

I dream of fire

[cupcaketrickster]

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He ALWAYS focuses on work. The business they’re in doesn’t allow for slip ups, but Jester Lavorre has been a constant one ever since he’s met her. Bren knows it’s dangerous, and yet he cannot stay away. If anything, it makes him want her even more, and the fact that she so readily offers herself up to him? It only adds to the whole thing. They both know she shouldn’t be here, and Astrid and Wulf will never let him live this down if they find out, but he really cannot bring himself to care. “Oh you don’t know what you’re saying, Jester.” He mutters with a slight smirk, hands spreading her thighs apart a little wider, before leaning in to press kisses to the inside of her thighs. A primal part of him wants to throw her down and take her right there and then, but then the fun would be over so quickly, and there’s NO WAY he’s letting her go so fast. “Lie back.” One hand presses her down onto her back, papers crumpling beneath her body as he puts his mouth to her core, slow strokes with his tongue at first, dress pushed up even further. “And enjoy for now...”

if anything, jester’s job was to stir chaos, both for her father’s line of work and her god’s. this was anything but for the pair of them- it was selfish but oh was it perhaps the best chaos she’s been causing. they weren’t supposed to be here, they weren’t supposed to be falling into a pattern but jester, for reasons other than chaos, and for reasons that she tried to deny. she had never felt this way before. her heart thunders when she stares at him for too long. when they touch, she feels like it’s going to burst. and oh when he smirks down at her- she’s trying her best to play aloof, cool, but she can’t help the blush that spread across her face at that and his words. she swallows her argument that she does know what she’s saying and doing but it turns into a sigh of her lips as his press to her thighs, happily spreading her legs for him.

before maybe she would have tried to catch a glimpse of the work that she is now crushing under her weight. she can’t now though. she cares and though of course, she would never say that outloud but oh does it echo in her head now, when she’s with him, or when she’s alone. it never stops. she would do almost anything he asks when it was just them, another word she did not imagine until she waltzed into his office.

he doesn’t need to ask her twice, jester letting her head hit the wood with a soft plunk, a little bit of laughter leaving her mouth though it quickly turns into a moan the moment she felt his tongue brushing at her center. “ bren… ” his name is a little more than a breath upon his lips, her eyes trying to watch him work, full attention on him. her free hand rests over his just slightly to help him push her skirt up, her nails running gently over his scalp with the other, trying to keep still.

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Bren's life is ANYTHING but chaos, usually. Every move has to be planned out to minimize the risk, and yet...Jester had waltzed into it without a care in the world, and he had let her. Was letting her do the same thing over and over again, like an amateur, really. Still, he can't quite bring himself to tell her NO, and she comes back every time, maybe with the intention of finding out secrets he's not meant to share, sure, but those thoughts seem to be forgotten pretty quickly, too.

He let's out a soft moan when her fingers wind into his hair and he pushes himself closer, giving in to the feeling of WANTING her. She's beautiful like this, all spread out beneath him, and he tells her as much between pushes of his tongue, the intention of wanting to make her come at least once before even taking his own clothes off pretty clear.

"Yes, Liebste?" he mutters with a smile, glancing up to meet her eyes. "Anything you'd like to say?" His tongue flicks over her clit again as he nudges her legs further apart, allowing one, and then two fingers to slip into her as he pushes himself closer again, getting back to work, so to speak.

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That's the thing her mind decided to latch on. Never once did she question feeling safe around him, not even when Trent had made her fight him and the group he had been traveling with. He was someone who had always done what he could to keep her safe, even if she had failed to do the same for him. Eventually her breathing evened out and she felt like she had been put theough training exercises all over again but she could at least take in air without feeling like she was struggling.

"This is not how I intended for you to see me again." Her voice cracked slightly as she worked on piecing herself back together.

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"You know I don't care about THAT." Caleb replies, his voice soft as he speaks, but his arms around her still in a firm grip. He's glad to be able to see her again at all, he thinks, because he had spent so much of the last few years thinking he had seen her for the last time on that fateful night, thinking she would not want to see him again even if they had the chance. "You're doing great, just keep breathing, ja? You'll feel better in a minute,"

[cupcaketrickster]

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Her words are soft spoken and yet so CLEAR and spoken with intent that they’re impossible to miss. Maybe he’d be able to talk himself out of this, to turn away and leave her behind, because he does still believe it would be better for her to live her life free of any burdens he brought along, but then again, she seems like someone who’s persistent, someone who, once they’ve set their eyes on something, do not give up. She would not still be here if she wasn’t. He thinks, and the knot in his stomach tightens just a little. “Jester.” Her name slips out before he can stop himself, before he can get it together enough to send her away. He’s tried, or he’s tried HARD, and yet she’s right here, her hands soft against his cheeks, and Caleb can’t help but feel tears rising in his eyes. “Please don’t ever think you don’t deserve me. If anything...I do not deserve someone as kind and loving as you.” He doesn’t think of himself as a good person, hasn’t for a very long time, though Beauregard will probably tell him different, and so will Vess. It’s strange, how he doesn’t manage to get Trent’s voice out of his head, even after not seeing him for such a long time, and it’s just another part of himself he hates. Still, the tears begin to fall when she talks about LOVE, like he cannot quite believe that she would love someone like him, and yet he doesn’t step away, even though he knows it would be for the best. Caleb doesn’t know how much time passes like this, how much time passes until he finally meets her eyes through his tears. “You’d let me love you, just like that?”

all of this has started at just a game, something to benefit them both in the long run, but all too quickly, something inside of jester knew this was her path. she tried her best to push it down. she tried her best to remind herself time and time again that it is an act on his part, any flirtation, any dance, any smile or stolen look has been nothing but a ruse but what she feels is anything but and she has kept it inside out of fear for long enough- too long if the tears that form in caleb widogast’s eyes have anything to say. she feels them form in her own eyes as she watches, trying to fight the urge to run to him, to cup his cheeks and wipe them away but for now, she holds back in wait.

the duke says her name as though it’s some sort of tender thing, and that’s enough to let the tears drip from her eyes but she doesn’t shy away or withdraw, not even as doubt fills her in response to his words. “ you deserve the moon. the stars. the sun. infinite smiles and joy and laughter and all the happiness in the world, your grace. ” you deserve so much better than me. but she leaves that unsaid, a faint smile stretching on her lips despite her thoughts but one that falls the very moment she notices the tears falling from his eyes.

he looks at her and he speaks at last and jester brushes both hands over his cheeks, feather light, almost asking if the touch is okay with her eyes as she lightly brushes away at the skin, trying to brush them away, ignoring her own falling. she answers his question with a nod and a sad sort of chuckle, staring at him till she finds her words.

“ if i am who you want, who would bring you that joy and happiness then yes. and it would not be something i am letting you do. it’s something i would see done with the widest smile and fullest heart. ” she sounds ridiculous and the lot of sounds perhaps too sappy, but jester is a romantic and that is her truth. “ caleb… no one has ever made me feel the way you do. and i feel as though no one truly sees me like you. but i will swallow all of it down if there’s someone else… ” she wants to ask about his doubts, about why he do he doubts himself, but for now she settles for reading his eyes not wanting to push this or him… though she fears she already has…

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Caleb had RESIGNED himself to his fate of being alone, because it had seemed like the right thing to do. Trent might not have been his true father, but he had seen him as one for the longest time, and it had made Caleb think he'd end up just like him, bitter and cruel, and a person like that would not be deserving of anyone's love, let alone be deserving to be a father.

Then Jester had stumbled into his life and had recklessly turned it upside down without a second though, and oh he was more thankful for that than she could EVER know. He intends to tell her though, especially now that he can see tears falling from her eyes, and making her worry, or worse: feel sad, is the very last thing he wants to do.

"Jester," his voice is thick with emotions as he swallowed, reaching up to brush the tears from her cheeks, cradling her face in his hands oh so softly. "How could there EVER be someone else?" He leans in to close the distance between them, because for once in his life, words FAIL him. Nothing can quite describe just how much he LOVES her, but he will be sure to try to make her know how much she is loved for the rest of his life and beyond.

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essek   smiles   and   nestles   closer   at   the   soothing   touches.   this   kind   of   tenderness   is   somehow   more   intimate   than   sex.   it's   a   happy   surprise   that   he   can   enjoy   it   without   apprehension,   without   fearing   danger   in   the   stillness.   there's   no   hidden   anger   here,   just   idle   affection.

"    indeed,    "        he   says,        "    no   meager   accomplishment,   for   us.    "        he   works   his   fingers   into   caleb's   hair,   massaging   his   scalp.        "    shall   i   wash   your   hair?    "        it's   more   of   a   request   than   an   offer.   he   loves   caleb's   hair,   and   it'd   be   a   treat   to   tend   to   it.

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Caleb allows himself to lean back a little more, enjoying the way the other man's fingers feel in his hair. It's a soothing motion, and he relaxes into it easily, eyes slipping shut. He could do this for a while, he thinks, without having to worry about any kind of work they have to do, or WANT to do.

"Of course, ja." he replies, the hint of a smile on his face as he sits up, reaching for the shampoo and handing it over to the other man over his shoulder. "Do as you please, Liebster."

[firepassed]

in all honesty, this has been the very last thing that she had expected when keyelth called him over but she couldn’t find a complaint. she knew she needed caleb, she knew she needed something to take her day away, but she really didn’t know what until he was here, other tensions growing by the second. she didn’t think she was being too obvious, but now they are here, and no complaints leaves her lips. instead, keyleth sighs against his lips the moment that she feels his fingers brush her clit. his words teasing a small moan from her lips, lips not fully kissing his but lightly brushing against them.

letting go is not something as easily done for her, normally, in moments like this well… she is certainly inexperienced but the thought has her blushing as her shoulders slouch. “ okay. i can try and do that. ” she whispers, green eyes raising to meet blue before they flutter shut again, leaning forward to steal his lips in yet another kiss as she let her shoulder relax, for a moment, letting him take the lead. her kiss, though, is short lived, lazily letting her lips drift down to the corner of his lips, then to his chin and slowly making her way down his neck.

They can talk LATER, Caleb thinks, about what's bothering her, more than usual anyway, but for now all he wants is for her to allow herself to let go, even if it's just for a few minutes. He knows a thing or two about overworking yourself, or letting your worries get the better of you, so he wants to help her release some of that tension.

He allows her to kiss the corner of his mouth and his jaw, and whatever other place she wants to as he moves his fingers against her, rubbing slow circles over her clit and then slipping two fingers into her easily, his thumb being the one finger now pressing against her clit. "You're welcome to tell me what you want...just say the world and I will not hesitate to make you feel good in whichever way you want..."

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They can talk LATER, Caleb thinks, about what's bothering her, more than usual anyway, but for now all he wants is for her to allow herself to let go, even if it's just for a few minutes. He knows a thing or two about overworking yourself, or letting your worries get the better of you, so he wants to help her release some of that tension.

He allows her to kiss the corner of his mouth and his jaw, and whatever other place she wants to as he moves his fingers against her, rubbing slow circles over her clit and then slipping two fingers into her easily, his thumb being the one finger now pressing against her clit. "You're welcome to tell me what you want...just say the world and I will not hesitate to make you feel good in whichever way you want..."

[cupcaketrickster]

every time she touches caleb, jester does so with a tender caution, like she is scared that should she so much as flinch, his flesh would crack and she would hurt him. she touches him all the same, despite the worry. she runs her fingers over the marks on his arms, her eyes never leaving his, partially to make sure he is comfortable but also just to admire his beautiful blue gaze, the softest of smiles stretching on her lips, hoping that he might find some sort of comfort in it, or perhaps joy. joy, though, and any jestering seems too far away to possibly reach, though, so the tiefling instead prepares to accept solace and grounding.

“ i do not think you are a failure. i think you are the farthest thing from a failure. i think you are the most brilliant, sucessful person i know. i know you are.. ” her voice is soft, not quite a whisper but something almost more tender, her words meant to bring calm and comfort, though she feared they were helping little. at the very least she aimed to tether him to the now, to the present, and the tiefling smiles tenderly before scooting closer, eyes not falling away from caleb’s deep blue for a single moment, her hand slowing it’s movement, but not drawing back, scooting closer to him instead.

the tiefling exhales, biting her lip, clearly trying to think of which of the thousands of thoughts that were swimming in her head to say outloud. still thinking, the tiefling instead moves to lightly press her lips to the marks before sitting to look at him. “ i think what you have to show for it is everything you are now, all of your gifts. all the things you have created. us…” she does not know how much of a comfort that is, so she tries again. “ i have not been through anything like that… but… i think you have so much to be proud of. i think… i think you did not need any of that or them. you certainly did not deserve it. the people who did this are failures. not you. ” that much she would say time and time again and scream it out proudly. her face studies his, though, careful, almost hesitant, trying to read his face, waiting for his words, taking his hand with a confident weight, a silent promise in the grasp.

Caleb had not been used to ANY KIND of touch when he had met his now friends, and he had...well, maybe he hadn't been alright with it, but he had resigned himself to that fate, even with Veth by his side. They had curled up together ever so often to sleep, but it had never been much more than that. Then Jester had come along and completely disregarded any boundaries he had thrown up as an act of self preservation, and somehow had managed to see through his so easily.

She still does, he thinks, but she also knows just what to say to pull him from his negative thoughts, just like Caleb knows how to distract Jester from HER worries and make her smile. He'd say they're made for each other, if he allowed himself to ever think he'd be worthy of her love.

He glances down to where she's grasping his hand, and instead of pulling away, Caleb allows himself to linger for a moment, the hint of a smile curling on his lips. "I know." He then says, softly almost, "I...know all those things, sometimes I just don't quite manage to convince myself of them, you know?" He doesn't know if it makes sense, but he's thankful for Jester's presence in his life, and however much of it she wants to give him. "I'm sorry," He then adds with a slight chuckle, "I did not mean to bring the mood down so much."

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Caleb had not been used to ANY KIND of touch when he had met his now friends, and he had...well, maybe he hadn't been alright with it, but he had resigned himself to that fate, even with Veth by his side. They had curled up together ever so often to sleep, but it had never been much more than that. Then Jester had come along and completely disregarded any boundaries he had thrown up as an act of self preservation, and somehow had managed to see through his so easily.

She still does, he thinks, but she also knows just what to say to pull him from his negative thoughts, just like Caleb knows how to distract Jester from HER worries and make her smile. He'd say they're made for each other, if he allowed himself to ever think he'd be worthy of her love.

He glances down to where she's grasping his hand, and instead of pulling away, Caleb allows himself to linger for a moment, the hint of a smile curling on his lips. "I know." He then says, softly almost, "I...know all those things, sometimes I just don't quite manage to convince myself of them, you know?" He doesn't know if it makes sense, but he's thankful for Jester's presence in his life, and however much of it she wants to give him. "I'm sorry," He then adds with a slight chuckle, "I did not mean to bring the mood down so much."

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The feeling of the others fingers against his own had Eadwulf shifting to slowly take Caleb’s hand in his, entertwineing their fingers together. "It has been a while for me as well." Eadwulf admitted as he relaxed into the bed, glad for Caleb’s comfort and warmth.

"Thank you..." His voice was barely above a whisper and he didn't know exactly what he was thanking the other wizard for only that for the first time in a long time things felt normal again.

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"You really do not have to thank me." He mutters softly, squeezing the other man's hand. If anything, he's the one who has to thank Wulf, for accepting him back into his life, for allowing Caleb to help them. For not having to kill what had once been the people he'd been closest to.

"Get some sleep, ja?" he then adds, allowing his own eyes to slip shut, but maintaining a firm and steady grip on the other man's hand, even as he drifts off to sleep eventually.

[cupcaketrickster]

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It hadn’t been an EASY fight, but then it rarely was with them. They had all made it out alive though, some worse for wear, but alive nonetheless. Caduceus had made sure to take care of Jester, and they had all decided to let her rest. Caleb had busied himself as long as possible, trying to stay awake, but the desire to be with her, and to make sure that she was okay, had overtaken him.

He’d been able to put the tower up to protect his friends, and her, for the night, and when he had settled down next to her, his own eyes had fallen shut pretty quickly. It wasn’t until she stirred next to him that he realized he had been holding her, and Caleb very nearly jumped back, his heart missing a beat. “Jester...” He clearned his throat, forcing himself to stay where he was, and ignoring the way everything inside of him was screaming to somehow pull back, but also lean closer. “How are you fealing?”  He blinked his eyes open fully, almost automatically reaching out to push a strand of hair from her face. “You took a pretty big hit, but Caduceus made sure you’re okay.”

despite coming to consciousness, everything inside of her throbbed and ached, even her mind waking up hurt but she felt grounded and oddly… warm. it hadn’t been till caleb spoke that she figured out why and the arms that were wrapped around her and the realization only made the warmth grow and with it a feeling of safety and assurance filling her even as she didn’t realize where she was for a moment. instead she looked at him, violet eyes wide and exhausted and looking at him with no energy to hide it away, instead looking into his eyes, leaning into his touch as he brushed her hair to the side, as though she could will his hand to stay.

jester swallowed, her voice hurting as she spoke but speaking all the same. “ is… is everyone okay? are you okay? ” her voice cracked a bit, not waiting for an answer, eyes scanning him to see if he was hurt too before worriedly raising to meet his again for a moment just looking at him as she tried to think on how to answer his question.

eyes closed and she tensed up a bit, though she leaned ever so slightly upon him. “ i… i hurt. like a lot. ” she laughed tiredly at her own words, shaking her head. “ i’ll sleep it off i’m sure.” yet right now, jester swore she’d never felt more awake as a certain guilt thunders inside of her.

slowly, violet eyes opened up again and she instead stared at the ceiling, familiar but not now, making a small whine leave her mouth as she moved closer to caleb. “ what happened after i got knocked out? ”

[aschcregen]

Caleb should be pulling away, he thinks, but Jester isn't moving, and she doesn't seem uncomfortable in his arms, so he won't pull away, not unless SHE asks him to anyway. It's been a long day, and he's tired, despite having drifted off for a little while, and Caleb thinks that he can be forgiven for having a small slip up.

"Everyone is okay." He's quick to say, resisting the urge to hold her a little tighter, simply to make sure she's truly here and well, and not a figment of his imagination. "Tired, but okay. I threw up the tower so we can all REST." The fire's still crackling, warming up the room, and yet he feels a different kind of warmth fill his chest simply from having Jester so close to him.

"Not much...you fought valiantly," Caleb offers a somewhat smile, Caduceus went to heal everyone and Beau got the final blow after Yasha nearly killed it with one blow of her sword," He thinks back to the battle, and how he'd cradled Jester in his arms afterwards, only letting go when Yasha had offered to carry her to the tower. "You should get some more rest," Caleb adds softly, "We can talk about it more in the morning,"

[victoriangold]

Lil’ Caleb doodle 🧡