Alright you’re getting Ralky.
9 - Have they made each other cry?
Chalky made Rab cry when he left Dundrasil that fateful morning. Left his heart and bum broken.
18 - What would be their love motto?
“It’s better to have loved and lost, than to not have loved at all.” Theirs is a tragic love story, indeed.
21 - How have they changed each other for the better/worse?
Chalky will always be the one that got away. Sure, they weren’t destined to stay together, but thoughts of their short and passionate romance still haunt Rab in the early hours of the morning. He showed Rab to get out of his comfort zone, and to enjoy things to the fullest while they last.
Rab taught Chalky that some things are worth sticking around for, and that not all treasures are hidden away in a cave or under the sea. Some are hidden in plain sight, right in front of your face the whole time.
It's just a crush. Just a huge, all-consuming crush on that silly, scruffy boy from uni, all rakish grins and ruffled hair.
But now he has his thighs around El's neck, his lips on his ear, begging him to take his clothes off, bodies pressed close. It's here, El wonders: is this just a game?
Pairing: Erik/ Luminary
Rating: M
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He beckoned with a single, enticing finger.
"C'mere, stranger," he cooed, pressing his cheek to the metal. "Yes you, cutie with the bowl cut."
The crowd turned to stare.
El's stomach twisted as he stumbled through the gawping men.
Erik crouched on the stage, rocking back on his knees. Taking El's chin with one hand, he stroked a prying thumb. "Now, what's a sweetie like you doing in a place like this?"
Chalky’s an adventurer, first and foremost. Rab knows that, of course he knows that. He’s always going to come second to Chalky’s wanderlust, to his grand search for the Rainbough (whatever that may be).
Doesn’t mean he has to be happy about that.
“Lord Robert,” his mother says (always too formal, even with him), “ye know ye cannae waste yer life away pinin’ over that adventurin’ lad. Ye have a duty to alla Dundrasil. Are ye really gonnae let a wee bit a puppy love distract ye from that?”
He knows that. Of course he knows about his duty. But the pain of watching the man of his dreams walk away isn’t one that goes away in an instant...
It never quite goes away, even after he meets his future wife (which isn’t to say he isn’t head-over-heels in love with her), even after his daughter is born, even after she’s married and has a child of her own.
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Rab’s a prince, first and foremost. His duty is always going to be to his kingdom, and Chalky just has to accept that.
It’s part of why he ultimately chooses to continue on his adventuring path, rather than settle down in Dundrasil. Why taunt himself—and Rab, too—with what he can’t have?
It still hurts, even after he settles down in a little fishing village and adopts a child of his own. Years do little to dull the pain, it seems.
The tales of the destruction of Dundrasil, and the loss of the infant prince (the luminary reborn, some tales say) slowly creep into Cobblestone. For a moment, his heart aches, not even for himself but for his former lover.
And as he ponders this pain, he spots a child floating down the river. And as he rescues the little one and spots the mark of the luminary blazing prominently on his tiny hand, he chuckles to himself.
“Well, Rab, I suppose this is one way to bring us back together.”
puff why do you continually give me prompts without ships, things like this and the underman happen
Finding anyone in this section of the bookstore is a rarity even on its most crowded days; as old as Dundrasil is, there’s a surprising lack of people interested in its most ancient spells and artifacts. Which is fine by Rab, of course, it gives him time to himself, for once. And lets him look at his, uh, articles in peace.
So it’s incredibly surprising when his mad dash to the historical section ends with him flat on his ass after running into a brick wall of a man. A brick wall who looks alarmingly unharmed, not even the slightest flinch.
To be totally honest, Rab finds that pretty hot.
“Are you alright?” the man asks, helping Rab to his feet. All Rab can do is nod. “You seem to know your way around this ‘ere bookstore, so why not ‘elp me find something I’m lookin’ for?”
“Aye, it’s the least I can do fer running into ye like that!” Rab leads him to the shelves before realizing he never actually asked what they were looking for. “Er, what’s yer name? And what are ye lookin’ fer?”
“I’m Chalky,” the man replies, eyes scanning the titles on the shelf in front of him. “And I’m on a quest for something called the Rainbough. I figured with a place as rich in ‘istory as Dundrasil there should be somethin’ to ‘elp me out.”
Not a bad idea by any stretch of the imagination, Rab has to admit. “I cannae recall if any ‘a these books have what yer lookin’ fer, but I’ll gladly help ye out.”
They spend hours skimming through books, talking about the paths their lives have taken them. Rab gripes about palace life, and Chalky admits that he’s been feeling rather lonely, and before long Chalky is occupying the guest room of the castle. But, of course, it’s not designed to last. Chalky still has his quest, and it’s not like Rab can just abandon the kingdom. (Well, he supposes, he can, but he doesn’t trust his brothers to rule.)
And so, they part, and Rab stays far from that bookstore. And any bookstore, for a while; it hurts a bit too much. But life goes on, and he needs time away from the castle and a new book, and he makes his way across Dundrasil to find a bookstore without those painful memories.
There’s a charming girl behind the counter, the picture of perfect customer service, and his heart does somersaults in his chest. Maybe, just maybe, there’s a way for him to move on after all.
7 for serenade AND/OR 4 for everyone’s favorite kissing grandpas
Hewwo Chel! Sowwy I took so long, I had to have time to process kissin' grandpas.
Who introduces their partner to their family first. How does it go? - Serenade
Jade. She wants to provoke her father by bringing back an "inappropriate" match (not a royal and, oh, a woman). Having told him she has a new suitor: she, Serena, El and Erik attend a banquet with Carnelian. He seems very content, quietly assuming that Jade's suitor is the esteemed Luminary, though is a little upset that the sweet sage Serena has ended with a lowlife criminal (pretty sure Erik has his hand down Serena's bra at some point to help her get crumbs out of it). BUT– then he sees El and Erik kissing (after drinking a whole lot of his royal wine) and his expression turns sour.
That could only mean– yep, his daughter is now touching the sage in a similar manner, and the polite banquet has descended into chaos. He sees the spark in Jade's eye and knows this is intentional. She does not intend to fulfill royal duty in a typical way.
Ultimately, he doesn't mind. He should've known better than to assume his daughter to be typical, when really she is extraordinary.
Who is more likely to tell the other a pun and what is the other’s reaction to the pun? - Ralky
CHALKY. Chalky has many a fishing jape, and knows all the fishing puns in Erdrea. He makes far too many jokes about reeling Rab in, what a good catch he is and how he's king of the pond. Rab tends to give a wee chuckle, entirely endeared by this country bumpkin's silly puns. While they're doing the frick frack, Chalky seems to come (heh) up with even more ridiculous ideas for puns (wordplay and foreplay, anyone?) and Rab bloody loves it.
Once Chakly starts punning, he can't seem to stop– a habit he picked up from Dunstan. In fact, him and Dunstan used to run the Cobblestone pun society, exchanging their latest wordy concoctions with a hearty glug of cider. Dunstan often tells El about these warm memories of their punning, and reminds him that he is to inherit the pun society. El tests out all his puns on a certain long-suffering thief. Poor Erik.