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ipswichson) wrote2020-08-17 07:36 pm
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Fucking hell. Nate, I'm sorry. I'm on my way. Where are you?
[ They live in the same house, under the same roof. They're even in the same bed. There is absolutely no reason for Nate to arrange for a paper bird to fly down their chimney and into their bedroom, avoiding the paws of three dogs and two cats, and very narrowly avoiding the claws of one flying cat, in order to drop a jewellery box into Caleb's hands.
And then it explodes, showering pink and purple paper hearts all over them both.
Inside the box is a pair of nipple rings, both set with blue diamonds, and connected with a fine chain. There's no note to explain what they do, because Nate knew he'd be here when the box was opened.
So now, he's sitting up, picking paper hearts out of his hair and grinning. ]
That was cuter than I thought.
And then it explodes, showering pink and purple paper hearts all over them both.
Inside the box is a pair of nipple rings, both set with blue diamonds, and connected with a fine chain. There's no note to explain what they do, because Nate knew he'd be here when the box was opened.
So now, he's sitting up, picking paper hearts out of his hair and grinning. ]
That was cuter than I thought.
[ There was absolutely a reason for the bird and the confetti and all of it. The absolute aesthetic of them living in a house of magic where magic touches everything in their lives.
Just about like how confetti now touches everything.
Caleb can't hide his joy just at that small display of what Nate can do as the hearts speckle his hair and skin and the sheets and everything. They'll likely be finding hearts for days if Nate doesn't magic them away, and Caleb is okay with that because he knows, every time he finds one, he'll smile. ]
That was beautiful, and I loved it.
[ Sitting up, he leans over to kiss Nate tenderly, the jewelry still in his hand. ]
And these are beautiful as well. I love you.
Just about like how confetti now touches everything.
Caleb can't hide his joy just at that small display of what Nate can do as the hearts speckle his hair and skin and the sheets and everything. They'll likely be finding hearts for days if Nate doesn't magic them away, and Caleb is okay with that because he knows, every time he finds one, he'll smile. ]
That was beautiful, and I loved it.
[ Sitting up, he leans over to kiss Nate tenderly, the jewelry still in his hand. ]
And these are beautiful as well. I love you.
so
literally all noah's friends are gone
he asked me to look after the two creatures they had because he can't do it - he's a ghost, he disappears sometimes. more when he's sad, so that's a thing
i said yes, so...we're gonna have a weird little fox and unicorn around
i hope that's ok. i don't want them to be alone
but if it's a problem then i can keep them at the theatre with the others, it's just that they aren't for rehoming so i don't want anyone else to like
want them
also i said noah could stay for a few days if that's ok too
he can stay in my room, it's not like i ever sleep there anyway
and actually he doesn't sleep because of being a ghost, and
i know this is a lot, i just
he's sad and he's my friend
and that's it really. i don't want him to be alone
literally all noah's friends are gone
he asked me to look after the two creatures they had because he can't do it - he's a ghost, he disappears sometimes. more when he's sad, so that's a thing
i said yes, so...we're gonna have a weird little fox and unicorn around
i hope that's ok. i don't want them to be alone
but if it's a problem then i can keep them at the theatre with the others, it's just that they aren't for rehoming so i don't want anyone else to like
want them
also i said noah could stay for a few days if that's ok too
he can stay in my room, it's not like i ever sleep there anyway
and actually he doesn't sleep because of being a ghost, and
i know this is a lot, i just
he's sad and he's my friend
and that's it really. i don't want him to be alone
Of course. They can stay with us for as long as he needs. What's more animals?
This is Nailgun, isn't it? Henry brought him by work. The antlered fox? Henry's friend brought him by from time to time.
And of course for Noah. We have two houses too. So he can crash with us in the Down and then you can crash with him in the Up too. Buys us a week at least, right? Does he have his own place? If he's open to me staying with him, that gets you and me both three days at his place. Now going on two weeks.
Its not a lot, Nate. It's taking care of one another here.
This is Nailgun, isn't it? Henry brought him by work. The antlered fox? Henry's friend brought him by from time to time.
And of course for Noah. We have two houses too. So he can crash with us in the Down and then you can crash with him in the Up too. Buys us a week at least, right? Does he have his own place? If he's open to me staying with him, that gets you and me both three days at his place. Now going on two weeks.
Its not a lot, Nate. It's taking care of one another here.
Hey, Caleb, you busy...? It's just I'm getting a contract written up, finally, and I was wondering if you could look it over and make sure it all makes sense?
For you, I've always got time.
You want to come to the theatre or meet somewhere?
You want to come to the theatre or meet somewhere?
About damn time you find your way back here.
More than I have words for. So glad you're back.
More than I have words for. So glad you're back.
Text; un: Ravens | Literally the 9-10 IC days later because he's the worst, I'm sorry
chrisisofaith
2022-04-20 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Got a second?
Don't ever say I don't bring interesting project ideas to you, but I've got a project idea.
Might land us in trouble.
In fact probably will.
But it's for a cause?
Might land us in trouble.
In fact probably will.
But it's for a cause?
Always a great start, Nate, but you know I support you. What's going on?
hey do me a favor and don't be awake ok
[Not too long after it was sent. ]
This is totally not Caleb but rather Tempestt the fox. You believe that, don't you?
This is totally not Caleb but rather Tempestt the fox. You believe that, don't you?
I'm all ears.
But not literally because I stopped drinking random potions.
But not literally because I stopped drinking random potions.
Text; un: Ravens (I just need you to know I ruined your 666 message count with this)
chrisisofaith
2022-06-03 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey love, I have some good news and bad news
That's never a worrisome start to things. Go on.
If I told you I wanted you to mark me tonight..?
i don't know? you here sounds good. something to smoke maybe?
[ The Theatre is familiar, but...strange, in its familiarity. It feels like something from a different life. The smells, the feeling. Nate's hand in the wall, correctly picking out where the wallpaper's frayed because this is where his hand always lands when he steps out of this portal, and for some reason he's never repaired it.
He's dressed weirdly. The jeans are his own, the same pair he'd been sleeping in. His shirt is Nick's. It's pink, and only just about falls to Nate's belt. Beneath it, the new full sleeve tattoo full of interlocking circles is visible along Nate's left arm and part of the way up his neck. The diagonal scar across his throat, hidden for so long with magic, is visible too. There's more new tattoos, dotting across his arms and his body, some carefully woven with spells. Others just look like words, odd words, scribbled in haste.
He follows the smell of brewing potions to the lab, where Caleb is. The sight is unreal to him. Caleb sitting there, watching a potion. Nate knows what it is by the smell, recognises it as a recipe from an old book. But his head tilts. ]
You should add a clove, [ He says, softly. ] The book doesn't say it, but it helps with the bitterness. Doesn't change the effect, just the taste.
[ He comes in to lean against one of the tables, and closes the door behind him. ]
He's dressed weirdly. The jeans are his own, the same pair he'd been sleeping in. His shirt is Nick's. It's pink, and only just about falls to Nate's belt. Beneath it, the new full sleeve tattoo full of interlocking circles is visible along Nate's left arm and part of the way up his neck. The diagonal scar across his throat, hidden for so long with magic, is visible too. There's more new tattoos, dotting across his arms and his body, some carefully woven with spells. Others just look like words, odd words, scribbled in haste.
He follows the smell of brewing potions to the lab, where Caleb is. The sight is unreal to him. Caleb sitting there, watching a potion. Nate knows what it is by the smell, recognises it as a recipe from an old book. But his head tilts. ]
You should add a clove, [ He says, softly. ] The book doesn't say it, but it helps with the bitterness. Doesn't change the effect, just the taste.
[ He comes in to lean against one of the tables, and closes the door behind him. ]
[ Caleb has been doing what he can to keep things running while Nate's been in his coma. He was manager, after all, and he wouldn't let Natenor the theatre down.
Yet when he hears Nate's voice it feels like its been a million years and he snaps around with wide eyes. ]
Hey you. You look...
[ Different. The same. Everything and something.
His gaze flickers over the tattoos he can see before movong back to Nate's face. He steps in closer to him, reaching out a hand to him. He hates that he's nervous, worried about how much Nate has been through and not even cloae to just how much Nate has truly been through. ]
What do you need right now?
[ Aching to hold him and press close and it shows on his face.]
Yet when he hears Nate's voice it feels like its been a million years and he snaps around with wide eyes. ]
Hey you. You look...
[ Different. The same. Everything and something.
His gaze flickers over the tattoos he can see before movong back to Nate's face. He steps in closer to him, reaching out a hand to him. He hates that he's nervous, worried about how much Nate has been through and not even cloae to just how much Nate has truly been through. ]
What do you need right now?
[ Aching to hold him and press close and it shows on his face.]
I would say there's others to talk to but I know you need to.
[ He hates the thought of Nate being hurt more by this demon but he gets that part at least. ]
Now talk with me? Are you okay?
[ He hates the thought of Nate being hurt more by this demon but he gets that part at least. ]
Now talk with me? Are you okay?
out walking. what's up? everything okay with oli?
[ Caleb is a bit bleary eyed which likely hides that he's a little tense. ]
I wasn't sleeping that well anyway.
How are you feeling about this?
I wasn't sleeping that well anyway.
How are you feeling about this?
Pensive. That's not a word I've had used against me before now. Interesting choice. Any other words come to mind?
Wasn't exactly an attack. Not using it against you.
Upset? Worried? In need of a friend?
Upset? Worried? In need of a friend?
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