🙶 ☆ — batter up !

( indie caelus [hsr] by cygnus (25+). nsfw, tw. links. )

[porpomuses]

THOSE GREY EYES OF HIS LOOK OWLISHLY at Caelus, as they dart between the spread sheets of bubble wrap Caelus had decimated, and then his own. Then he looks to Caelus again, perplexed. "Huh? But . . . clearly you did more than I, right?" Not that Nata would complain about a win, but despite his general immaturity, he still showed good sportsmanship.

He might have checked it off as a win given to him due to lack of experience, but now that he saw the bubblewrap in full, very untouched by Caelus' second attempt, Nata supposed he did win, after all. "Oh."

Those same two eyes that stared owlishly in amazement at the older soon scanned their surroundings, finding other nick-knacks, snacks, books and accessories scattered in disarray. He feels himself inwardly cringe with Caelus' suggestion: Yeah, Pom-Pom was not going to be happy if they saw this.

"I can help!" He decides, bright-eyed. By now Nata has observed Pom-Pom sweeping the Parlor Car many times to know how it worked. He just needed one of those!

[galacticbaseballcr]

*. ⊹ ✧ — The last vestiges of fun left Caelus vexed. Every action begets a consequence, and this mishap segues into mild irritation. Not over the situation itself, but the aftermath and requiring some unwarranted attention. No cleaning apparatus ( whether traditional or self-driving ) upstairs, Trash Cake’s presence and munching on refuse not in attendance.

An enthusiasm that renders Caelus joyful, he nods once. Floor no longer taking ahold of his figure; palms aiding on sitting upright. Arms now taking refuge on firm lap. 🙶 Well, if ya want to. But under one condition, 🙷 he explains. Arms and index finger raised as if speaking in official capacity and not an excuse to strengthen bonds in an eccentric way.

🙶 Remember to jump on the bed after we’re done, or Akivili will be very upset. I’ll be there to make sure none of us gets hurt. 🙷 Pom-Pom would be very upset, and had seniority over the Aeon while THEY were active in this first place. But Caelus’ temperament disallows pesky concepts such as ‘ regulations ’ and ‘ proper behavior. ’ 🙶 Oh, I dunno if you’ve heard about Akivili. You can’t pay respects to someone you don’t know about, yeah ? 🙷

Then again, tales of the enigmatic figure are sparse; the only constant being their closeness to non-Aeonic figures and THEIR journeys.

🙶 Pom-Pom might have a broom under washing mode, so I can’t guarantee using one myself. Can’t be using a dirty item to clean up a mess and all. My hands are gonna have a workout if so. 🙷

[galacticbaseballcr]

"Really, Caelus? I could have told you what happened if you drank those at the same time." He's lucky he gets to lay on their lap while he makes terrible decisions. Not exactly a terrible consequence to dissuade him with.

*. ⊹ ✧ — 🙶 I wanted to see if the Stellaron could lend me a hand in preventing the symptoms from drinkin’ stuff that counteracts each other, 🙷 he claims, grievance over the scolding affected by slurred speech. The crux of the ‘ experiment ’ according to an incident on the Xianzhou Luofu, but alas, it’s only a hypothesis with a sprinkling of luck. 🙶 Well, whatever. I’m alive and that’s what counts. 🙷

@parastrum

[galacticbaseballcr]

‘The thunder coil must protect the brands’

*. ⊹ ✧ — 🙶 Since when did Thundercoil have a monopoly on treasure chests ?! 🙷

@ruinlost — context .

[galacticbaseballcr]

*. ⊹ ✧ — 🙶 I heard that if you go to Ahatopia, you’re gonna experience cardiac arrest. 🙷

The speaker, struck by Thundercoil’s lightning, developed some jitters after experiencing the aftermath of collecting ‘ debris ’ in the ruins.

[huijarii]

well, well !  it is enough of a rather interesting display that it even gives a masked fool pause.  sampo's brows minutely twitch to betray such a stutter in his otherwise composed role.  he does not say a word.  not yet at least.

in goes the finger, pushing into the cavernous space as if it were meant for him to explore !  but he does not press all the way !  he has a bit of consideration for his dear friend here !

❝  haha ...  you don't uh have a thing for this ?   ❞           then in a softer voice, not wanting to be overheard.          ❝  ...  do you ?   ❞

[galacticbaseballcr]

*. ⊹ ✧ — Eyes twitching, Caelus pathetically huffed from the gesture. Nearly closing them while the sight before him speaks whose question merits answering. But there’s a finger-shaped barrier weighing down his tongue.

Another noise; speaking impossible under these conditions. And without a chance to elaborate, Caelus couldn't expound on piercing his tongue for the hell of it and maximum effect⋯ ‘ for science. ’ Yet that’d induce another chill; flurries settled on shoulders, melting or joining its brethren onto the ground.

Almost gasping as the Trailblazer reaches the limitations brought on by dry air, circulating in his throat and lungs. Those pesky organs needed some attention, too—eliciting a noise Caelus never produced in his life thus far to indicate this lack.

🙶 Wha⋯ ? 🙷

His eyes remain half-lidded.

[galacticbaseballcr]

*. ⊹ ✧ — Receptive enough so that Caelus parts his mouth further. A completely inane action which serves nothing and nobody in particular except themselves. Well, and an excursion to the dentist beforehand. Caelus was overdue for a session and vanity is a difficult trait to abandon.

🙶 Ah~ 🙷

@huijarii — context .

[galacticbaseballcr]

boop boop, sampo boops his tongue

*. ⊹ ✧ — The tongue is booped. If the muscle wasn’t occupied, he’d joke about unhinging his jaw like a snake’s for maximum boopage.

@huijarii

[galacticbaseballcr]

Of course I changed my dash icon to Caelus making a p: face.

[galacticbaseballcr]

It’s Sunday, so might as well... I’m dropping what I think what Caelus’ body looks like.

[galacticbaseballcr]

I forgot that he has a star-shaped scar on his chest from Kafka inserting the Stellaron as stated in the bio, and this fan art doesn’t have it. Oops.

[parastrum]

His request is acknowledged and given. Toppling Caelus over was not in their plans but it is what it is. Rather than predicted whimsy, there is something melancholic about the other's response. Paradigm was always observant and insightful. They were learning to read their friend well and there was clearly something he needed. A moment to reflect on themself, realizing the last time Paradigm had hugged someone like this was a very long time ago.

Too long ago.

The words he speaks only cement the man's need for affirmations. Another moment of waiting and Paradigm decides that this is not adequate for Caelus, or either of them for that matter. Pressure pushes from his back, tail forcing the both of them off the floor to sit up. Letting go of him was a temporary evil, but helping him sit on the nearby bed would make up for it.

Once he's settled more comfortably, and with less waist related complaints, the hugging sequel arrives with much less propensity for jump scares. Paradigm sits beside him, arms back around his shoulders and tail around his back. Less constrictive, but just as anchoring as before.

"Two hugs. One isn't enough for you." A mild joke, but more of an assessment. Perhaps even a diagnosis.

Something they both needed. At least now there would be less wiggling and more relaxing.

Their voice lowers to a soft hum, giving the Trailblazer a reaffirming squeeze. "I'll stay with you as long as you want. It's okay."

They weren't going to go anywhere.

[galacticbaseballcr]

*. ⊹ ✧ — Comfort a prelude for shutting eyes, Caelus relished this precious instant. Those who initiate embracing a rarity; the Trailblazer seldomly enacts such pleasantries. Less than handful’s worth—valuable and precious. Behind impish ways and quips includes tenderness mostly restricted to his strongest bonds.

Swapping positions offers a heavy exhale. For Caelus had not expected his flesh’s lack of resilience—incomparable to the crystalline portions of Paradigm—taken into account.

🙶 You’re acting like I’m some unruly dog that’s gonna break out at any moment over multiple hugs. 🙷

To reward his fellow passenger, the bat-wielding man settles down. Formation of concepts which eschew sleep churned. 🙶 Wanna watch a really bad movie ? 🙷 One considered the most appalling in Penaconian history thus far. 🙶 You’re gonna have a laugh or two from how ridiculously horrible it is. I bet my entire stash of Trick Snacks. 🙷

There’s a lizard-shaped intrusion which requires addressing. Thankfully, an upgrade cuts the middleman named ‘ abandoning his post. ’ A snap of his fingers. One screen converts into a virtual, personal library of films. This addendum to Caelus’ media center approved the preceding month ( travails greatly reduced attending to its completion. )

Grasping the controller, a tool dedicated to a favored pastime, Caelus scrolled through entries. Depressing buttons with ease; calloused fingerpads evidence of fondness over gaming. Halting on a title: name centered. Runtime, logo, and other assorted information.

🙶 Give me a shout if you want something other than my company before I start this thing. 🙷

[galacticbaseballcr]

Seven Deadly Sins / Characteristics .

BOLD whatever applies | ITALICS what sometimes applies | STRIKETHROUGH what doesn't apply &&. tag people. REPOST ; don’t reblog!

LUST. desire for connection, pursuit of pleasure, emotional intelligence, obsessive, lovesick, one-night stand, seductive encounter, flirtatious conversation, erotic party, seductive attire, revealing clothing, passionate gaze, provocative makeup, sensual expressions, suggestive gestures, flirtatious smiles, lingerie, love letters, perfumes, provocative behavior, love poems, erotic art. GLUTTONY. indulgence in experiences, savoring moments, hospitality, generosity, hedonism, culinary expertise, wine tasting, excessive snacking, overloaded plates, excessive portions, bloated stomachs, messy eating, greasy fingers, full tables, indulgent spreads, overflowing cups, satisfied expressions, wine bottles, can't get enough, fast food wrappers. ENVY. motivation, competitive spirit, strategic planning, observational skills, bitter, rivalry contest, envious gossip, resentment-filled argument, social media jealousy, furrowed brows, clenched jaws, side-eye looks, pursed lips, tense posture, whispering behind backs, crossed arms, gossip magazines, keeping up with the Joneses, the grass is always greener, feeling inadequate. GREED. resourcefulness, entrepreneurial spirit, negotiation, materialistic, aggressive investment, lavish spending spree, resource hoarding, get-rich-quick scheme, auction bidding war, property acquisition, piles of money, overflowing wallets, luxury items, locked safes, penny-pinching, rare collectibles, selfishness, unwillingness to share. SLOTH. calmness, stress management, nonchalance, relaxation techniques, lethargic, apathetic, inactive, lazy weekend, binge-watching marathon, neglected chores, skipped workout, long nap, lounging on the couch, missed deadline, unkempt appearance, messy hair, pajamas, blankets, slippers, procrastination station, self-care routines. PRIDE. confidence, self-assurance, self-respect, dignity, public speaking, self-promotion, arrogant, conceited, egotistical, self-important, vain, boastful speech, puffed chest, raised chin, smug smiles, spotlight, tooting your own horn, showing off, refusing to admit mistakes, feeling entitled, personal branding, leadership development. WRATH. assertiveness, decisiveness, strength, intensity, boundary setting, courage, indignant, heated argument, road rage incident, physical altercation, angry outburst, clenched fists, glaring eyes, tense muscles, raised voices, reddened faces, aggressive gestures, stormy demeanor, intense frowns, destructive actions, broken objects, punching bag, out for blood, fists, simmering anger.

tagged by: @aqivili tagging: just take it~

[galacticbaseballcr]

*. ⊹ ✧ — 🙶 Who’s Shayla and why are people claiming she’s theirs ? 🙷

[galacticbaseballcr]

(ಠ_ಠ)

What’s wrong with him.

[parastrum]

While Paradigm wants to answer more questions and dig into the nuances of Caelus' experiences, they decide against it. Even with their immortality, he would be upset by any form of them passing. They could argue that Caelus would never see it, but that's not a possible promise to make. They could say that it would be so quick that he wouldn't notice, but Paradigm couldn't speak on his behalf.

Words weren't going to get either of them anywhere in the conversation. Both of them were fairly set on their experiences, and could Paradigm fault Caelus for feeling how he did? He must have had deep cut traumas and scars in his soul, clawing at the back of his mind about what could be. Anxiety. That's when Paradigm understood.

Caelus was a goofy, mischievous sort because of such terrible things. Rather than fill the time with moping, he tried to keep a semblance of normalcy through living a positive emotion in the now, enjoying those they cared about in the now.

Paradigm was part of that group of people.

Their gaze shifts to a few places, before looking back at Caelus. Once he's not entirely paying attention, Paradigm lurches forward and jumps at him, clinging to him with every limb - tail included - in a hug: rms around the shoulders, legs tucked under the arms with claws rested on the hips, and tail snug around his waist. The height difference does make it a bit awkward, but that adds to the silliness. As distracting as the hug is, it's genuine. The peculiarity of it was just for him.

"I'll do my best not to die, Caelus." They promise, muffled by his shoulder and jacket. "Thank you for caring... it means a lot to me."

[galacticbaseballcr]

*. ⊹ ✧ — Caelus wondered if they’ve arrived at an impasse. Different species, different callings. Mortality versus immortality; the ever-living whose appearance metamorphose under favorable circumstance, Caelus static. His form a facsimile of a human; reused for housing an astral disturbance.

Refuge lies with inspecting palms. Wound in fingerless graphite fabric, flesh calloused. Physical confrontations, gaming, foraging. Useful appendages. Curling and ascertaining his nails are up to par. Chipped, golden lacquer ( March insisted, Caelus with a nonchalant, approving ‘ why not ? ’ ) informed activity as proof. He’ll attend to the varnish⋯

Body heat ?

Caelus yelps. Anchored by Paradigm—toppling over and shedding dignity denied as the Trailblazer’s lean muscle mass yields instead. Stillness follows gratitude, followed by arms coiling around the Almutian’s torso. Nuzzling twice until settling into false calm.

No unfamiliarity with substantial physical prowess. Caelus’ waist argues; his physiology bothered over tension. Slender frame wiggled. Both seeking comfort and pantomiming thankfulness. 🙶 A little gentler on the waist⋯ 🙷 He rasps. Accustomed to hugs and yet taken aback by a much-needed ambush.

Eyes shut and relishing extra weight, mutterings notwithstanding. Even flawed positions welcomed more than apathy, tail included in the package or not. No mischief; raw, unadulterated, unfiltered in affection by chaste actions.

🙶 Just a bit longer. 🙷

[pinktetia]

"Do you have eyes, Caelus? You can see it's me! I promise!!!"

[galacticbaseballcr]

*. ⊹ ✧ — 🙶 Okay, fine, I’ll operate in good faith. Why bother using somethin’ that goes against your purpose of using photography ? I mean, there's a reason why AI includes the word ‘ artificial ’ in it. 🙷

[pinktetia]

"Photography sucks. Time for AI pictures." March?????????????

[galacticbaseballcr]

*. ⊹ ✧ — 🙶 Not funny. Give March back, Evernight. 🙷

[chaotic-neutral-knitter]

do you ever feel yourself fail a charisma check in real time