#ignistelum

[kestrael-a]

VESPER  ASKS  :  of  course  i  plan  on  going  to  the  ball.  why  wouldn’t  i  ?

cassandra  has  gotten  better  at  keeping  herself  meticulously  composed  the  more  time  she  spends  with  julius  and  vesper ,  but  she  can’t  control  the  way  her  shoulders  fall  slightly  at  her  sister’s  words .  it  makes  complete  sense  that  @ignistelum​  will  go ,  after  all  –  she’s  the  eldest  daughter ,  and  their  parents  are  proud  of  her ,  and  of  course  they  want  people  to  meet  her  and  be  charmed  by  her .    “ of  course , ”    she  echoes ,  voice  slightly  stilted ,  hands  coming  together  in  front  of  her  body  for  her  to  fidget  with  her  fingers .  cassandra ,  of  course ,  won’t  get  to  go  –  she’s  the  youngest ,  and  if  her  slightly  older  brother  ludwig  can’t  go ,  she  can’t  either ,  and  the  twins  will  taunt  both  of  them  for  missing  it  to  no  end .  it  won’t  bother  ludwig ,  of  course ,  but  it  will  certainly  hurt  cassandra ,  and  hurting  one  of  the  two  of  them  is  odds  the  twins  are  always  willing  to  take .  blue  eyes  look  down ,  away ,  before  cassandra  speaks  again ,  voice  still  stilted ,  still restrained .    “ what . . . what  is  a  ball  like ? ”    cassandra  likes  to  think  that  she  would  have  fun ,  if  she  was  ever  allowed  to  go .

[queensconquest]

@ignistelum​ said: lamy vc: it's okay jackal~ you're still the hottest~

   Karma’s  a  bitch.  But  that’s  what  he  gets  for  complaining.  You’d  think  he’d  learn  by  now.  Well  ,  at  least  she  wasn’t  latching  onto  him.  And  ,  admittedly  ,  Jackal  DID  like  to  have  his  ego  stroked  every  now  and  again  ,  even  if  he  didn’t  NEED  it.

   “  Damn  right  I  am.  “  He  agrees  ,  tail  swishing  behind  him  with  a  vicious  grin. 

[chaoshe]

 SHE’S   ALWAYS   LOVED   GETTING     her   hair   touched   ;   something   inherently   tiefling,   maybe,   that   need   to   groom,   that   stark,   gentle   intimacy   of   being   groomed.   for   a   while   it   was   only   mama   who   touched   her   hair,   pained   as   she   was   by   the   water   shift   of   dark   blue   locks,   and   then   artagan,   though   that   was   more   playful   pigtail   tugging   than   anything   else.   now,   many   fingers   have   run   through   the   strands,   not   the   least   of   which   caleb’s.

 he’s   doing   ...   something.   in   all   fairness,   her   hair   has   a   mind   of   its   own   at   times   and   refuses   to   be   tamed   unless   handled   with   sharp   exasperation,   and   she   very   much   doubts   any   feeling   @ignistelum​   has   towards   her   can   ever   be   in   the   remote   vicinity   of   something   that   cuts         (     unless,   of   course,   it’s   him   he’s   cutting,   but   they’re   trying   to   move   on   towards   softness   together,   and   that’s   an   uncharitable   thought.     ).         caleb   borders   on   genius   on   the   worst   days   and   surpasses   that   label   on   a   good   one,   but   that   does   not   really   translate   into   the   styling   of   the   hair.   jester   giggles   to   herself   at   the   unvoiced   joke,   and   mercifully   restrains   herself   from   telling   him   that   vex’ahlia’s   youngest   can   do   a   much   better   job   at   it.   she   loves   him.   she’s   feeling   magnanimous. 

 ❝     you   can   pull   harder,   you   know.   otherwise   the   braid’s   gonna   keep   slipping.     ❞         he’s   ever   so   gentle   with   her,   not   because   she’s   fragile,   but   because   she   doesn’t   have   to   be   tough   when   in   his   hands,   and   even   if   the   very   knowledge   of   that   makes   something   churn   molten   and   sweet   in   her   chest,   it   is   a   little   silly.   they’re   in   their   living   room   and   there   is   nowhere   for   them   to   be   ;   he   could   just   play   with   her   hair   and   she’d   be   content   for   hours,   the   low   purr   in   her   chest   testament   to   that.         ❝     maybe   you   could,   i   dunno,   make   up   a   spell.   oh   my   gosh   cay-leb   wait   that’s   a   really   good   idea   !!     ❞

[ STYLE ]:         caleb begins to arrange jester's hair into an elaborate hairstyle to an unspecified degree of success (or failure).   (definitely failure. he can't be talented with everything~)

[kestrael-a]

VESPER ASKS  :  [ BRUSH ]:          with a hairbrush, comb, or their hand, vesper begins to gently brush cassandra’s hair.

cassandra does everything in her power to sit completely still  --  to do nothing that might deter @ignistelum​ from continuing to brush her hair .  it’s rare for them to get a moment like this ,  to be able to exist just the two of them without anything else planned for the evening .  but perhaps this is what happens ,  when you and your favorite brother have a vicious falling out  --  your other siblings step in to help fill the void .  but the shape of vesper’s attention is different than the shape of percy’s ,  not lesser but just . . . alternative .  and she doesn’t want it to end ,  if she can do anything about it .

[chaoshe]

caleb, clearly reading off of a prompt: would you love me if i were a... wurm???

jessie   is   under   a   truth   serum.   ask   away   !!

 it   feels   a   little   bit   like   healing,     the   glint   in   his   eye,   the   breadth   of   her   smile.   she   loves   him   best   like   this         (     though   that   implies   there   is   a   hierarchy,   which   there   is   not     ),         free   to   joke   around   and   let   his   guard   down   and   be   silly   with   her.         ❝     hmmmm   ...     ❞         the   spell   is   waiting   for   her   to   speak,   though   softened   somewhat   when   she   doesn’t   fight   it.         ❝     like   polymorph   ??   or   for   forever   ??   i   would   love   you   if   you   were   anything   at   all,   cay-leb.   but   like,   it’s   better   when   we   turn   into   things   together.    ❞

[roguekinds-archive]

@ignistelum​​ said:   you’re about as intimidating as a butterfly.   (  ella & ashton  )

she wouldn’t have made it this far  if she couldn’t hold her own. if anything, ella has thrived off of other people underestimating her time and time again. though her heart often betrays her, soft and wanting, she does know how to get what she wants. in different ways than ashton, ella has found her own way to survive. it doesn’t come from a place of hate, no matter how much they might wish it came off that way, but more so an attempt to try and light a fire beneath her.

silver eyes glance in their direction, sheathing her long sword onto her back once again. dusting a bit of dirt off of her dress, ella sighs heavily and begins to walk towards ashton.  ❝  well, that butterfly just kept you from falling into a trap. a thank you would be lovely.  ❞  even with the bit of bite to her tone, ella can’t help the hint of a smirk that begins to build on her lips. brushing their shoulder as she passes, the half-elf continues walking in their intended direction. 

[kestrael-a]

VEX ASKS  :  Send 🫂 to just hug my muse. No reason.  Hug them.

cassandra ,  by now ,  knows how to accept and reciprocate her sister - in - law’s embrace ,  thin arms wrapping around vex’s shoulders and hugging her close .  “ everything is going to be alright , ”  she says ,  her voice firm and stubborn .  it is rare that she gets to be in a position of comfort ,  but she is something of an expert of being a sister losing a brother  --  several brothers ,  and sisters too .  “ or at least it will get easier . ”  her embrace tightens ,  hoping to comfort @ignistelum​ as best she knows how .  “ and i will be here ,  on the good days and the bad . ” 

[kestrael-a]

👫 de rolo sisters!!!

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship

- in the years that young cassandra hangs off of vesper and julius , cassandra begins to model her appearance off of vesper's . cass is hitting the years where she's starting to wear grown - up dresses anyway , and it's easy to ask her maids to model her hairstyles off of vesper's and johanna's -- albeit that cassandra keeps wearing her favored ribbons in her hair .

- vesper is perhaps the one person that cassandra would start to open up to about how anders treated her as a student , though cassandra at the time doesn't realize that any of it was bad or , you know , abusive .

- vesper is one of the few people that young cassandra would cry in front of , most regularly about frustrations about percy and the way he behaves towards her , and one of the few people she would accept correction from about her own behavior towards percy in turn .

- cassandra , after becoming the guardian of woven stone , models herself in decorum after her sister , because , to her , vesper was a paragon of authority and grace in the face of everything . it's devastating to her on the birthday she becomes older than vesper ever got to be .