Continuation of this odd interaction with a naughty @bforefame
A rumbled growl of question escapes the kitten at the head nibbles. But she soon purrs to rub her head against Setanta’s chin. Soon lifting her head to give that chin kisses that tickle oh so slightly.
Meanwhile, Adelha sneaks out her tablet to take pictures of the Saber and kitten couple. Her grin wide as she huffs a laugh of fondness.
@bforefame said: Snuggles close. He ponders, brows furrowing before he glances up. "Do you think our life was lived well?"
The word leaps to mind immediately and almost violently. A knee-jerk reaction to a question he had pondered far too often… and for that reason alone he’s able to reel it back and swallow it. A momentary tenseness in his shoulders that quickly fades. The bluntness of children was never intentional, but even he couldn’t completely shake it’s weight.
A sigh. He regains a sense of mental composure. Shifts to allow room for Sétanta to rest as well as give himself excuse for his earlier stiffness.
“...I think so.” He places a hand on the young Saber’s head and ruffles their hair gently. Thankful they would be unable to see his face and how it contrasted with the calm tone of his voice.
“Nothing that can or I’d even choose to change… or that’d mean dishonoring every sacrifice that led to that goal at the end. It was well-lived, maybe not for our every action, but for everyone we met and knew.”
They weren’t his own words. Something pulled from another and reconstructed as he needed them. It wasn’t that it was at all untrue… and thus why he used them as his own now. Knew these are words the child would both like and need to hear.
“It wasn’t perfect, but it was ours. That’s something worth treasuring.”
He wishes he could so easily believe such a thing himself.
#((hi so like this manifested in my house and personally hurt me- #((set had to ask the most pessimistic version of himself- #((just plagiarizes proto for a moment- #☼words spoken in silver and flame //in character☼ #☼only seek what you can handle to know //ask☼ #☼//verse: chaldea☼#bforefame
A simple day. A simple moment. The young Saber had finally tired out and it meant he could sit there in peace as they dozed beside him. He thinks nothing of it when they stir a bit, chalking it up to a bit of restlessness before they drift off. His guard was down… Weakness exposed…
A sharp bite to the side of his face-
He’s never rough, but he grasps the younger’s head and gently pushes them away.
“I can and I will stick you to the ceiling-”
#((set that's rude- #☼words spoken in silver and flame //in character☼ #☼only seek what you can handle to know //ask☼ #☼//verse: chaldea☼#bforefame
@bforefame said. "Cat-man, since we're friends now, lets go hunting."
HOW THE HELL does this little brat keep finding him like this ? purposely lowering his spiritual pressure in the vast area all to simply to evade a child. if only his fraccion could see him now. posture stiffening at the sound of their voice, hand coming up to clasp the back of his own neck as he rolls into a stretch before finally turning. jaws clenched while attempting to use his ‘ GENTLE VOICE ‘.
❛ listen, kid. why don’t you go chase some birds or somethin ? ❜
#❛ 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐊. #grimmjow literally running into him at every step fhieo #bforefame
positivity for bforefame : @bforefame / @lethewrought is so nice but also so fun! You always go out of your way to interact and send asks to people and I always get so excited seeing you pop up in my inbox or notifs. Even if things slow down sometimes, know there’s always people here that want you around. I definitely do!
he heard him coming long before the initial pounce to his back. it truly was a reasonably calculated attempt, he might’ve taken him by surprise had it not been for grimmjow’s keen hearing and sense of smell. regardless, he allows the young boy to land on him momentarily before turning his head to look over his shoulder, those bright blue eyes holding A KINDLE OF WARMTH within them despite his words seeming rather callous.
❛ i ain’t a good plaything for you, kid. get off of me. ❜
AGGRESSIVELY SHAKES FERDIAD AWAKE FROM HIS SLUMBER
Ever since Ferdiad returned from Dún Scaith and took on the role of commander of the Gamanrad, sleeping had become less of a small pleasures he could actually enjoy to a necessity he cared for little about. The texture and softness of blankets and pillows were hardly any different than taking a nap next to a stone wall. Often he was asked if he wasn’t uncomfortable, warriors admired his ‘resilience’ while servants worried for his sleeping habits. But, really, there was hardly any difference. The times when he could actually feel comfort and warmth where when such came from the body pressed to his. But those were days would never come back. And Ferdiad often lost sleep to his thoughts during the night. That why he found it convenient, to fall asleep whenever there was nothing else to do, regardless of how ‘uncomfortable’ he looked.
The habit had stuck with him even after ascending to the Throne of Heroes and his summoning to Chaldea. And, until moments ago, the Saber had been resting under the shade of an old tree when, all of a sudden, he was being forced awake by an energized little ball of sunshine. The man simply blinked the sleep away, confusion still present on his features when he noted that they weren’t under attack. Something else then?
“Sétanta? Did something happen?” Slowly, the connachta rose up to his two feet, now easily towering over his small companion as he looked around. Still nothing that indicated a possible threat or danger. Ah, but they had always been on the aggressive side when they sought attention or wanted to show something. So, what was it this time? Though, overall, “It’s good to see that you’re in high spirits again. I’m guessing that means that you two worked things out. I’m glad.”
#bforefame #ferdia. ° ( saber. ) #ask. ° ( delivered. ) #/ this was probably for dia but i only remembered halfway into writing this so here...
@bforefame said: Lays down on him and takes a nap, but drools everywhere
It wasn’t as if he were unused to or bothered by this sort of thing… though certainly if one of the older servants drooled on him he’d react even violently. Kids though, even his younger self, it was at least understandable. A necessary sacrifice. He… would honestly kind of feel bad if he moved and woke Sétanta up.
He doesn’t know exactly why he’s so comfortable to sleep on… but maybe it’s endearing he’s become the go-to spot.
...But also there’s a pool of drool on his robes he has a difficult time ignoring-
#((cas with setanta drooling on him: i am resigned to my fate no matter how doomed it is #((cas if any adult servant gets even a bit of spit on him by accident: -viciously beats them with his staff- #☼words spoken in silver and flame //in character☼ #☼only seek what you can handle to know //ask☼ #bforefame
his low expectations would not be disappointed. the gift is a carrot plush with googly eyes
LOW EXPECTATIONS WERE MET, but at the same time, since it was a gift from Cu and possibly handmade based on his assumption looking at those googly eyes, he was going to keep it regardless. It was the thought that counted. Nanami could be sentimental like that from time to time (all the time). ❝Mm, thank you. I will be sure to take good care of it.❞
"I'm here to give you a gift." Sitting atop the child's head is a box. A gift box. And inside, who knows?
❝YOU BROUGHT ME SOMETHING?❞ Was it going to be weird? Some of the child Servants like to give him strange things like a newt’s tail they found on an outing or whatever else took their fancy (most of which being random things). ❝Hmm...very well. Let me see what it is.❞ His expectations were not high---
@bforefame said: Sétanta is here to accost Caster, and demand that he take him out to get some tater tots.
“Are there not a dozen other people you could ask?” Ah, it seemed their alliance only went so far… “Is Láeg really so busy he can’t take you? Or maybe even that shitty priest? Honestly, Ferdiad would probably cave easily if you asked him-”
Just don’t ask him. He’s comfortable and not at all willing to move for something like that. Now it was only a question of who would hold longest… Would Sétanta result to bribery once more? Or would the demanding only increase in volume?
#((cas vc: and why tater tots- #☼words spoken in silver and flame //in character☼ #☼only seek what you can handle to know //ask☼ #bforefame
Being woken up, the younger boy stretched before hugging Ferdiad tightly. His words were sweet, but a little annoying. When Sétanta spoke, his voice was heavy with sleep "I won't forgive you. There is nothing to forgive.. you are allowed to say 'no' to me.. even if I don't like it.." He's quiet for a moment before he tucks his face away, hiding it. "It's fine because I like you."
His own face reddened once the younger one hugged him tightly, his own grip tightening a little for a moment, a silent attempt to make sure that this was real, that they were here, that this wasn’t just a dream.
‘That doesn’t mean I should react the way I did...’ The words died on his tongue before they could be said out loud, not wanting to drag the topic further even though he was frustrated at himself. After all, Sétanta, this impossible and extremely adorable boy that wore sunshine in his smile, was the one he loved.
A small sigh left the young Saber and then he was placing a kiss on his boyfriend’s cheek. Once they attempted to stir away away out of embarrassment, he hugged them again, closer, and buried his face on the crook of their shoulder. “You’re cute.” He didn’t loosen his grip nor answered why he was being so embarrassing all of a sudden, why the change of mood. Instead, he said again, “You’re the cutest.” It was amazing, amazing how much one could love another one. His heart was pounding on his chest, ready to burst out of his ribcage. “You’re so cute I don’t even know what to do... It’s terrifying how much you can make someone like me feel.”
He wanted to stay like this, if only for a bit longer.
#bforefame #dia. º ( saber. ) #chaldea. º ( new chance. ) #ask. ° ( delivered. ) #/ icb how freaking adorable these two are
Continuing the obvious tantrum from @bforefame over here:
The fact that Setanta has set yet another of the trees on fire has the Master visibly tense up. As if the Saber was clawing down her back to rend her flesh instead of harming the trees. Yet she stays visibly composed to rub her gloved hands together as she speaks. “My apologies for not bringing you along for the fishing trip, Setanta. That was remiss of me. But I do have a need for someone to clean the fish we did catch. Since... My hands do not work very well right now. The flask I was holding this morning shattered on me. Lots of broken glass in my hands mean I am unable to do much.”
So it is that the Master gives a sigh of air before speaking further. “Would you please stop with setting the trees on fire? It upsets me to see them be charred and ruined... If helping to clean the fish doesn’t sound good, we can instead go have you fight and gather materials. I would greatly enjoy seeing your battle prowess first hand, Setanta. It is always a true joy to see a warrior do battle.”
@bforefame said: Sétanta takes this time to rest himself on Caster's back, letting his arms droop over his shoulders. "Do you miss being home..?" He questions softly. "..I miss it.."
“...Did something in particular bring this up?” Not exactly worry in his voice, but perhaps an inkling of concern. It wasn’t quite a secret how nostalgic Caster himself was for his homeland… and he knew on his worst days he often found comfort in older memories. It’s why he seldom ate anything that wasn’t at least vaguely similar to something he would have back then. Seldom listened to music or the like that didn’t remind him of soft wind instruments he’d sometimes practice himself.
“...But, yes. I suppose I do.” He missed that place. Not just it’s people but the land itself. His was a longing one would have for a happier time. But Saber… Sétanta… He probably missed a world he still remembered so vividly. One the boy knew well yet still had yet to experience much of. Such a strange position child servants were put in… He has to sigh thinking about it.
An idea comes to mind. A stray thought he knew better of as he absently ruffled the boy’s hair as he often did. It wouldn’t solve much. Might even make that longing worse in the long run but…
“...You know there’s a Singularity not far off in time and place.” One he had visited himself more often than he’d ever admit if he did. Something to temporarily mend the wound of homesickness as selfish as it was. “We’d have to stay hidden. You wouldn’t be able to go farther than the treeline. But I can take you if you like.”
There’d be no end to the fuss if ‘that man’ showed up alive again, after all.
#((road trip road trip road trip- #((but also ahhhhhhh set ;w; #☼words spoken in silver and flame //in character☼ #☼only seek what you can handle to know //ask☼ #bforefame
Holds onto Nanami's hand for no reason whatsoever.
WHY, THOUGH? HE SUPPOSED there was no point in questioning a child. If Cu wanted to hold his hand, he would let Cu hold his hand. It was really that simple and no further thought needed to be done even if he was quite curious as to what brought this random, unprompted action about.
Ferdiad would wake to Sétanta. Wake to the younger boy snuggled close, limbs tangled around him in some attempt to keep him from leaving him behind. He would say he would have tried some attempt at apology but he didn't want to wake Dia, an excuse if he had the chance to speak one. But his slumber was restful, finding comfort in the warmth Ferdiad provided, as much as the blankets he'd brought with him. If there were words to be had, they would have to be said when he wakes. Perhaps then, that phrase will come more easily to him.
The young Saber had gone to bed early the day before simply because he didn’t want to think of anything that had happened, hoping that sleep would take his annoyance away. In a sense, it did. The moment his head touched the pillow, he noticed that he was no longer angry. But it was impossible to forget the saddened and confused look on Sétanta’s features. Maybe he had been too harsh yesterday? They really didn’t seem to get what they did wrong yet he had gone out of his way to be an asshole to them. With those thoughts in mind, he drifted to sleep, dreaming of nothing as servants never did.
He didn’t even when notice when the other sneaked on his bed. His arms simply wrapped around the smaller, warmer frame, his sleep uninterrupted for the next hours. The odd thing about Chaldea was how ‘dead’ and clinical the facilities were. White and grey walls that had little to no variation. The freezing weather outside made it impossible for windows to be, for birds to start singing once the sun rose. So when he woke up, it was solely because of his inner clock. And it was pleasantly odd. There was warmth surrounding him, much different from his permanently cool skin. It was nice. Tempted to fall asleep again, he nuzzled closer to the source of heat only to have his nose tickled by soft hair.
Dia blinked, surprised for a moment. There was a warm tightness on his chest that tugged at him. There was guiltiness tugging at him. Cú was his everything, he shouldn’t have reprimanded them. He pulled the other young servant closer and nuzzled them before placing a kiss on their forehead. “Morning, puppy.” He waited for them to wake up and became aware of their surroundings, he waited until their eyes were back on his again. He sighed then, cooing closer and tugging at their clothes to hug them a little more. “I’m sorry I wasn’t myself yesterday. I never wished to make you upset. And I still mean what I said before, you’re the best thing that could’ve happened to me. This might be too much to be asking now but... could you forgive me this time?”
#bforefame #dia. º ( saber. ) #ask. ° ( delivered. ) #/ he can never stay mad with his puppy bf...
@bforefame said: Kisses his cheek and offers him some pretty seashells
Gladly accepts the bribe and ruffles the boy’s hair again.
Have you seen this amazing, perfect child? So tiny and cute? He doesn’t know what you’re talking about, Sétanta has never done a single thing wrong in his life-
#((he just has an entire pile of seashells at this point... #((i don't know what he's going to do with all of them #((and frankly neither does he- #☼words spoken in silver and flame //in character☼ #☼only seek what you can handle to know //ask☼ #bforefame