As of this moment? I don’t really have anything in mind that I’ve been thinking about.
I mean, if I had to say, now that it has come out that Cad is aroace, I do like to think about more sensual stuff for him. Like I don’t think he would be sex repulsed, just that he enjoys the pleasurable feelings that come with touching and intimacy. I also see Fjord as the one giving such touches, not wholly understanding but willing to try. Because I’m sure he has had sex before, but not where Cad just wants the other to remain close and go slow. More touching and just feeling how good it is to be so close together.
i saw u were still taking requests so 43 or 48 for fjorclay :00 can u tell I love their height difference
43. A kiss pressed to the top of the head.
48. One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner’s.
[ID: a gif of the two male protagonists from the animated movie El Dorado nodding each other and saying “Both? Both? Both. Both is good”. End ID]
Fjord isn’t exactly sure how it happened.
And at this point he’s definitely too afraid to ask.
The first time it happened was directly after Fjord almost died and Caduceus pulled the yellow stone out of his body. Fjord remembers the pain and the rain dripping into his armor and then a soft press of lips onto the top of his head.
He was so distracted he almost missed it. Later, when he lay in bed he was sure that he imagined it. But it keeps happening.
A soft kiss on the cheek. Another one on the top of his head. A kiss on his goddamn hand that makes him do an embarrassing kind of wheezing noise about which Beau laughs for over an hour every time she looks at him.
Fjord could swear that Caduceus sits closer to him, too. And touches him more. Like a brush of fingers to get a strand of hair out of Fjord’s face. Or a gentle touch on his arm, asking if he needs healing.
Fjord is at the same time very good and very bad with people.
Talking to people is no problem at all.
Reading and understanding people? Definitely his least favorite thing.
He’s not sure what prompted all this, but the kisses and the touching and the closeness keep happening.
It’s not like Fjord minds, per se. In fact, he very much enjoys all of this, but it does make having a crush on your fellow follower of the Wildmother a little difficult.
Every kiss feels like a very pleasant punch in the stomach. He can’t even make fun of Beau anymore when she turns into a stammering mess whenever Yasha looks at her sideways. But at least Beau doesn’t have to deal with Yasha pressing soft kisses on top of her head.
It feels nice, though. Protective and soft at the same time.
At some point Fjord can’t take it anymore.
“Hey, Beau”, he says one night while they’re taking first watch.
“What’s up?”
“So, um. About Caduceus”, he starts and Beau snorts and grins and punches his arm.
“Yeah, good job, man.”
Fjord stares at her. He doesn’t know what exactly he did a good job at, but somehow he feels like everyone knows something that he doesn’t, so he doesn’t ask what he originally wanted to ask.
“Thanks”, he says, without knowing what he’s thanking Beau for.
It all comes crashing down in Eiselcross as the big Goliath lady in the meat shop starts hitting on Caduceus and Fjord feels like taking one of the meat hooks from the ceiling and making some shashlik out of this woman.
Caduceus smiles as pleasantly oblivious as always and then.
“Oh, thanks, this is so nice, but I--uh. I already have a boyfriend.”
And he turns around and gestures at Fjord.
The meat lady looks at him as if she considers whether or not half-orc meat is tasty enough to sell. Yasha looks at Fjord with a confused look on her face that tells him that at the very least he isn’t the only person who doesn’t understand what’s going on.
Maybe Caduceus is doing this to get out of the whole situation. Then he remembers how Beau said ‘Good job, man.’.
Um.
“What?”
Now everyone is staring at him. Including Caduceus. Which.
Fjord thinks that something very terrible is happening right now and he doesn’t understand what exactly it is.
“Wait. What? You’re boyfriends?”, Yasha asks.
“No”, Fjord says at the same time Caduceus says “Yes”.
There is a very awkward silence until the meat lady says “You could’ve just said no, you know.” and Fjord decides that he should better leave this whole situation and maybe go bury himself in the snow.
He knows that he can only hide for so long, but Fjord isn’t exactly the best at dealing with feelings so he takes a long walk through the snow to clear his head. But of course Caduceus finds him.
“So, uh. I wanted to apologize for that whole thing back there. I talked to Jester and maybe, uh. Maybe I misunderstood some things and that usually doesn’t happen to me. But I want to apologize for making you uncomfortable. That was not my intention.”
Fjord looks at him. It doesn’t take a talent to read people to see that Caduceus looks sad and very apologetic. His heart feels like it’s going to burst out of his ribcage at any second.
“No, I--uh. I guess I didn’t realize...”--that you felt the same way about me.
“I read you wrong, and that is entirely on me, so don’t worry about it happening again”, Caduceus says, raises his hands in a gesture of surrender and does a sort of half bow.
Wow. Fjord really fucked this up spectacularly.
“You didn’t”, he finally manages to get out and his own voice sounds foreign to his ears.
“Didn’t what?”, Caduceus asks and stands up straight again. He still looks sad. Fjord hates it when Caduceus is sad.
“Didn’t read me wrong”, he answers and takes three steps through the snow, grabs Caduceus by the front of his coat and pulls him down to kiss him straight on the mouth. If he stands on tiptoes because Caduceus is just so damn huge then no one has to know about it.
When he pulls away to search Caduceus’ face for discomfort or lingering sadness, Caduceus raises his hand and touches the corner of his mouth.
“Oh”, he says and a soft smile spreads across his face that has Fjord’s insides do a whole dance routine. “Wow, that was nice.”
“Yeah”, Fjord rasps.
“Can we do that again?”
“Yeah, definitely.”
“And does that mean that we are, in fact, boyfriends now?”, Caduceus asks, seemingly concerned that he misunderstood the situation. Fjord feels his cheeks heat up.
See I don't know about CR 1, but apparently the type of weapon Fjord has took BIGASS mortal sacrifices to aquire. Life and souls being kind of a running thing? And these objects thrive on personal development
And I'm not saying I understand what's going on, buuut
This is from the broken blade Cad had, right? The idea that Caduceus sort of incubates it and broods on it for many months, developing it naciently with his own development that began with leaving home, and ultimately delivering it to someone special once it becomes complete in his caretaking and ready to grow on its own
The gradual nurturing development of life, it's all very Melora
It's sort of symbolic pregnancy and birth, with a traditional phallic symbol, between two men
Not to be all ‘Caduceus is piiiiining’ or anything but the topic of writing poems to confess your feelings came up and he started writing a limerick about Fjord. Soooooooooooo....
Hey—Haven's doors are always open. We have dedicated fandom and original content channels, specific channels for NSFW and dark content, and a low-sodium policy, so things stay chill.
Why did we decide as a fandom that Fjordclay, which is a first name and a last name smashed together, the name of the ship when Fjorduceus is so much better, and uses a letter in both their names?
