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moved.
𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖎𝖎 ⸻ the life in which i’m forever a child looking out my window at the night sky, thinking one day i’ll touch the world with my bare hands even if it burns.
#CHAOSHE. independent, private & highly selective writing blog for jester lavorre of critical role’s campaign two, the mighty nein. canon divergent & affiliated with @sparkhe. reimagined by nyx, 21+
moved.
NEVER FORGET that jester is the type of person who will watch a bug cary a piece of bread up the stairs for half an hour and be entirely enthralled but also that she's the type of person who will share that story instead of something more revealing because she didn't trust jamedi and avantika
hey y'all, things are finally settling down a little bit, so i'm probably gonna move blogs & start fresh soon 💖
jester's nudes follow the 'something you wouldn't actually mind getting leaked' rule, which means they're truly more... risque, artsy photos than anything truly explicit. great lighting, pretty lingerie, beautiful backgrounds.
NEW MEDS BABEY
hi hello dépression hit hard lately and I've been trying to ignore it but obviously that's not working, so i'm gonna take a little bit of an official break. ily guys very much 💖
actually, one of the few times when jester is entirely methodical and careful is when she's brushing someone's hair. there is something to the gentle intimacy of it, to the warmth comfort and trust shared between two people in close proximity like this. it's mother brushing her own hair and singing to her when she was young, or artagan teaching her strange and complicated braids. how she dreamed she'll be able to make someone feel this safe and loved one day too, and now she can.
let it be known that in the bedroom jester loves any games that essentially set her up for failure (being still, being quiet, not touching something she really, really wants to touch), because she likes the challenge, but more than that, she likes finding loopholes to use. that being said, she is incredibly sensitive to her partner's disapproval or disappointment, so it would have to be negotiated beforehand.
listen.
KISSES.
anyway i’m going to sleep but i’m thinking about what if delilah found jester when she was sent back to the past first
has this been done yet?
starter call.
EPHEMERAL AND UNKNOWABLE like the distant light of the stars is she, girl out of time, run out of her home twice now, a pattern of loss writ in glitter ink. whatever the fates chose to weave for her eludes her ; allura and shaun, heads bent together, trying to find a way to send her home, until time has made her roots grow beneath the floorboards of the shop too. and now this ⸻ out of all of the group that sometimes comes to the shop keyleth is perhaps her favourite. it helps, of course, that there’s something familiar to her that she can’t quite place, and though familiar means danger, it also means comfort when she’s feeling so adrift.
it’s evening now in whitestone ; cold doesn’t bother her the way it bothers others, and especially not after trudging through the frost of eiselcross, but there’s a deeper chill to this, something cloying clinging to her bones. deft fingers carefully cross auburn strands over each other in a braid, an offer made in earnest, so they both may find respite from the daunting darkness growing ever closer. she’s running out of diamond dust, which means she’s running out of spells to help keep shaun afloat ; it churns in her stomach, a roiling storm. ❝ you know ... ❞ a pause, a hand settling small and gentle on @roguekinds’s shoulder, gaze moving towards the window. ❝ it’s kinda ... i dunno, weird we don’t have any scars to show for happiness. we learn so little from peace. ❞
Helping a friend practice her skills
⊰ 𓆩☆𓆪 ❝ essek.
the girls zip away into the house , no doubt making a direct beeline towards the playroom that vivian frequently shares with her cousin on any given occasion . he slumps when they disappear from view , not even having the energy to resist when jester begins to tug and survey the state of his hair through a scrutinizing eye . he goes with her dutifully to the kitchen , watches her begin to rummage through the drawers of his kitchen for the proper tools for maintaining his haircut . heaving a sigh , he settles into one of the chairs at the kitchen table , elbow planted firmly on the flat surface with his chin resting in his palm . he watches her fuss with drowsy eyes , blinking slowly in the warm light of the late afternoon sun .
“ truthfully , i was not overwhelmed . i just … i think i am just a bit exhausted , is all . you remember my usual length , do you ? that is more than enough for me . ” he sighs , taking in the silence for a brief moment , before his eyes pop open just seconds later , resembling a frightened animal caught by a hunter . “ pardon - what do you mean by unsafe to teleport , my dear jester ? ”
THERE IS COMFORT IN THE FAMILIARITY of this ; she used to cut his hair when they were living together, aware, then and now, of the weight of it all. in time, she’d learned all about drow hair and the meanings it can convey, a language of its own. dampens the strands with a flick of her wrist and a trace of magic, then snips the ends methodically, humming under her breath.
❝ still. she can always stay with us for a few days. mama takes molly sometimes obviously, and it’s not cause we don’t love her, but sometimes a break is good, ja ?? ❞ scissors leave the vicinity of his face just in time for his great revelation, and the startled expression on her face melts into a grin, something almost coy to the turn of her lips. ❝ well, you know ... teleporting was reaaaaally sucky when i had molly and all that. ❞ grabs for his hand to press theirs together to her stomach, the gentle curve of it beneath layers of pink. ❝ you’re the first to like find out and stuff, and it’s a secret for now. ❞