#oneireth

꒰১ ✦* : ˚ʚ 【 @oneireth / STARTER CALL ( Caelus ). 】 ɞ˚ : ꙳✦ ໒꒱

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝑬𝒙𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔' next warp jump; and in turn, his FIRST Trailblaze Expedition. This was what his entire life and all of his dreams lead up toㅤ—ㅤthe GRAND adventures beyond the Planet of Festivities. There was no denying that of all the people on the Express, the former bellboy was the MOST excited of all. The usually quiet and timid child was practically bouncing off the seats the past few days !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤAlthough, there was one thought that lingered in the back of his mind as well. That incident back at the Reverie Hotel where he was being chased by a shadow, the terrifying ( but still fascinating ) stories other travelers told and his Grandpa archived in his journals, and of course, some of the more malicious memes at Penaconyㅤ—ㅤhe really needed to learn how to PROTECT himself better. He didn't want to be a burden on the other Trailblazers after allㅤ—ㅤand he wanted to be as strong as his Grandpa too !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWith that in mind, he approaches the man with a QUESTION.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤC - can youㅤ—ㅤplease teach me how to use a BASEBALL BAT better ? I know Trailblazing can be a bit dangerousㅤ—ㅤand I don't want to cause you guys any UNNECESSARY TROUBLE after you let me on the Express !ㅤ❜

“      hmm?     ”     the   mind   wanders,     distantly   rearranging     the   days   agenda     in   order   to   make   way   for   a   small   request     —     it’s   a   lenient   one   anyway,      buzzing   with   excitement   to   finally   explore   the   luofu   together   before   the   express   departed   once   more.   dan   heng’s   voice   beckons   him     back,     passing   brief   glances   between   his   friend   and   the   two   figures   in   the   distance.      “      who,     those   guys?     never     seen   them   before     —     but   they   know   us.     ”     spoken   with   exaggerated   confidence   and   unfaltering   grin,    although   his   question   draws   surprise ;       the   astral   express   crew     make   a   name   for   themselves     wherever   they   go     …      it’s   ironic.   people   would   turn   to   them   in   times   of   need   often   enough   that   caelus   figures   dan   heng   would   be   used   to   the   fact   by   now      —      if   penacony   and   the   war   dance   were   anything   to   go   by,     it   seemed   that    downtime     was   rare   and   conditional,     always   happy   to   help.

❝ Oh⸺ crap ! ❞

𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 , the Meropide's duke gazes upon Neuvillette with a mixture of awe & longing. ice-blue eyes trace the Iudex's every exquisite detail : his lashes, the softness of his highlights, the gentle curve of his lips … until his hand tenderly holds his chin. their lips meeting soon after, merging in a lingering & impassioned kiss. / time, at this moment, seems to hesitate ; the world fading into insignificance as Wriothesley savours the intoxicating taste of his beloved. ⸻ a bittersweet reminder of the deep affection he holds for Neuvillette & how fate only grants them a few moments like these.

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 , Wriothesley encounters consolation in the simple knowledge that, out of so many, he was chosen by Neuvillette. their embrace feels like a divine affirmation of this : a testimony to the profound bond between their hearts & the ties that bind them to one another. / the soothing touch of his beloved's fingertips against his cheek unleashing an overture of desires within him, igniting a fervour that burns brighter than the sun. so … in this stolen second, the warden makes a solemn vow : to become Neuvillette's most persistent watchdog, his uncompromising champion, & the secure sanctuary where his being can always find ease amidst life's tempests.

𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : the embodiment of nightmares, retribution, & earthly torment. over & over again, he contemplates how someone as pristine & devoted as Neuvillette could endow him with this indefatigable affection … especially when he feels so utterly undeserving. & yet : over & over again … the Iudex's love enacts wonders on the administrator's heavy heart, fostering an oasis in his desolate existence. like a wounded beast finding relief in a tender touch, he is profoundly thankful. perpetually indebted. infinitely enamoured. & his wretched nature finds peace in the canopy of Neuvillette's steady arms, in his loving touch, his soft lips & his sweet taste.

𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩 𝐬𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 as the duke tastes the sweet nectar of courage & vulnerability ; drawing Neuvillette closer as their mouths meld in an enchanting ballet of swirling tongues ⸻ a waltz of yearning & tenderness. Wriothesley's touch, a tender caress upon the Chief Justice's frame, emanates with gentleness & reverence as if tracing sacred verses upon a hallowed tome. only when the administrator reluctantly pulls apart does he rest his forehead against his beloved's, panting, — wholly breathless —, & with his heart racing. cupping Neuvillette's visage in his hands : he looks deep into his eyes, his thumbs brushing back & forth in his cheeks when he whispers a barely-there ... ❛ I love you. ❜

     the   stellaron’s   presence   in   penacony   is   too   advantageous   to   discount      —     but   keeping   him   complicit   without   giving   any   real   direction,     without   founding   a   partnership   so   trusted   that   caelus   might   find  himself   wavering   when   it   counted   most,    was   a   fine   line   to   navigate:   when   he   expresses   an   interest   in   learning   how   to   play,     the   gambler   graciously   offers   up   an   introductory   game.   no   promises   of   a   sympathetic   teaching   ethos   were   made,     but   the   expression   on   his   friend’s   face   is   one   of   genuine   mystification     …      that   promises   fun.     

“     come on, are you telling me that you   don’t   even   know   how   to   shuffle   a   deck?     ”     sharp   exhale   of   amusement   is   almost   genuine,     before   his   head   shakes   in   disappointment.       “     that’s   easy.     ”     ever   so   generous,     he   beckons   for   the   cards   to   be   returned.   holds   the   trailblazer’s   gaze   and   attention   with   sincerity        —      and   then   they   are   discarded   with   a   swift   flick   to   the   side,     hand   following   the   motion   to   splay   out   triumphant   as   the   deck   is   scattered   and   cascading   to   the   floor.      “     you   just   pick   them   up.      ”     

❝  beetles ...  seriously?  ❞  lips  unconsciously  curl  into  a  derisive  little  sneer,  as  if  the  mere  mention  of  INSECTS  is  enough  to  inspire  feelings  of  disgust.  (  unsurprising;  he  truly  does  loathe  them.  )  ❝  why  don't  you  try  finding  a  hobby  that  isn't  a  COMPLETE  WASTE  of  your  time?  ❞

@oneireth &&. liked for a STARTER.

she stands before him with the customary nonchalant playfulness gleaming in her eyes; one arm drapes effortlessly around her midsection, while the opposite elbow finds a perch upon it. “ it appears you've found me. ” kafka comments, delivering the statement with an air of disinterest, as though casually discussing the climatic nuances in luofu. “ are you going to call the authorities? hm? or will you allow me to remain in your company for a little while longer? ” a lone gloved finger delicately twirls a strand of red wine - colored hair as she adds, “ i'm sure you have plenty questions. ”