#Ara Nezine

[notadelisii]

askiimm kotu bi amacla yazmadim nezi ve seni takip ediyorum neze anonim olamadigim icin sana oldum bende basak burcuyum nezin de basak oldugunu biliyorum ya hani biz daha takintiliyiz aslinda diye agliyordum o yuzden yazdim💖

Tamam bebekim kusura bakma bu ara herkes kaos icin yaziyo💕

[queandrue]

Class Time

A/N: I was talking to my wonderful friend @je11oprodigy and got into some real Cal and Nezzy feels. So enjoy, because I had fun. ~Rue

Word Count: 1043

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Cal walked into the small study room looking quite disheveled. Papers were slipping out of his bag, his spectacles were slipping down his nose, and he almost dropped what books and scrolls he was carrying more than once. A few months back he had decided to start a small school for people of all ages to attend. He didn’t have many students, but he took teaching very seriously. He knew what it felt like to not be able to read, to have people call you dumb, to be drowning in your own troubles, and he had the power to help lead people down a better road. After all, he was a better man now, a better man who had the power of words. However, his heart fell as he looked around the room. 

It was empty. 

Dammit. He’d taken too long! Even when he was trying to help people, it seemed like he still couldn’t do a single thing right. He left his bag and books on the table and slowly walked out of the constricting silence. He was thinking about sulking behind his desk when he heard the unmistakable bark of Nezzy’s orders from outside. Cal’s first thought was that Nezzy was reliving her glory days, ordering around makeshift soldiers, or that maybe Sid was entertaining her and letting Nezzy boss her around while Nao lounged under a big shady tree.  These ideas alone made Cal straighten himself out before heading out back. Spending time with Nezzy usually made him feel better anyways. After all, he couldn’t be a complete failure if she’d agreed to be with him for life.

A summer breeze caressed Cal’s face as he opened the back door. It was calming, but he had little time to enjoy it. Cal had to make sure his eyes weren’t deceiving him before bolting across the earth. There, on the green grass, were all of his students from oldest to youngest. They were all in a single line, axes hoisted above their heads, getting ready to throw. The man found himself running to one of his older students right as she lost her balance. Grabbing her, the ax fell dangerously close to his boot.

“Mrs. Nowels, are you alright?” he asked. 

An elderly halfling woman looked up at him. Her skin was tan and rough from years of travelling. Her chestnut eyes were wide behind her wired frames, and her white hair was in two long braids down her back. "Oh I'm perfectly fine Mr. Gray," she smiled,"Your wife Nina was just keepin us company while we were waitin for you. She's such a quiet and gentle soul."

Now Cas loved Nezzy, but those weren't words he'd use to describe her. 

"Calithus?" 

Nezzy’s long red hair was tied up in a bun atop her head and her armor shone like it had been recently polished. The feathers on her mask wavered with the slight breeze; they were so delicate, so fragile, so unlike Nezzy. “Have you come to collect your students?” 

“Ara, what are you doing?” Cal asked, trying to hide the panic in his voice as he looked over his students, making sure none of them were maimed, “Some of these people aren’t physically capable of doing things like this.”

“They seem perfectly capable to me. Besides, I’m helping them learn.” She lead him over to a group of some of Cal’s younger students. Looking down at a young boy, Nezzy nodded and then looked towards the ax. Cal felt his heart teeter on the edge of exploding as he watched the young boy nervously pick up the ax, hoist it behind his head, and he threw. Cal almost closed his eyes, but he managed to restrain himself and watched as the ax fell just a few inches in front of them boy. He thought Nezzy might be disappointed with the results. But then again, she was full of surprises. 

“Good! It didn’t fall behind you this time, one day you’ll be able to hit the target,” Nezzy mused, nodding with approval. The boy started smiling widely, then he wrapped himself around Nezzy’s leg in a hug.

“Thank you Missus Cal!” 

Nezzy seemed a bit awkward (much to Cal’s amusement), unsure of what to do. After a while of looking uncomfortable, she smiled and patted the child’s head. She gently pried him from her leg and sent him back towards the line. Cal thought it was both sweet and a little funny, especially considering that Nezzy had grown up in a large family with countless siblings. Then again, she had been the youngest, so she probably didn’t have a lot of experience with children younger than her. However, Cal still had some (many) anxieties about his students being so close to sharp, dangerous objects. 

“So Missus Cal, would you help me round up my students so I can start class?”

“Don’t call me that Calithus. But yes. I suppose I can hand them over,” she said. Then, she was off, giving off commands to set all axes down and line up in a straight line so go into the library. In a weird way, Cal thought she was like some sort of drill sergeant tuned elementary school teacher. He smiled and he lead his students back inside, he turned to watch Nezzy for a moment. The aasimar was picking each ax off the ground with utmost care and placing them into a satchel. Once she picked up all of them, she went off. Cal thought that she would probably polish and resharpen each one by a fire. Her mask and armor would be by her side and her long red hair tumbling down in waves past her face. 

… Maybe he’d let her help teach some classes again… Of course he’d supervise next time… But it couldn’t hurt. 

Cal ushered his last student inside before entering the library and closing the door behind him. He’d propose his new lesson plan to Nezzy whenever she came back. And he was sure she’d accept with no hesitation. Maybe he’d even get to see one of her rare wide grins. The ones she made when she couldn’t contain her own happiness.  That would certainly make a wonderful way to end his day.

[willshewrite]

Ara Nezine and Calithus Gray, the Angel and the Con Artist

[queandrue]

The Library of Dreams

A/N: Honestly this was just an excuse to write some Cal/Nezzy because there was soooo much potential there (and there still is if I have anything to do about it)! You can’t take my ships from me. Especially not ships involving OCs/DnD Characters.~Rue

Word Count: 939

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Cal stared at the rows and rows of books that lined the library. These books line his library. In all honesty, the human was afraid of closing his eyes. This all had to be a dream. There was no way this could be real. He didn’t deserve this. He didn’t deserve having his dreams come true.

Cautiously, he reached a hand out to touch one of the fine leather backings. His fingers danced along the spine before he pulled it out and stared at the cover. It was real, it wasn’t a dream. This book was in his hands, and it was a part of his library. His library was full of books and people.  Little bubbles of laughter left him as his eyes travelled up to the stained glass on the ceiling that depicted Pelor in its center. He’d made it. He was alive and had the life that he’d always dreamed of.

“Calithus?” the voice snapped Cal out of his thoughts. He didn’t have a chance to look before a firm hand rested itself on his shoulder. Fiery red hair caught the corner of his eye. Without looking, Cal took Nezzy’s hand and brought it to his lips. Golden metal met the lips that sealed a promise. It was perfect for her, it didn’t get in the way of her training. The man closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying this small moment of bliss.

When Cal pulled away, he looked up at Nezzy. “Ara,” he greeted softly, a smile stretching across his face. He felt her hand move up towards his cheek.

“You have someone up front for you, but I see you’re a bit preoccupied with your own thoughts again,” Nezzy noted. She glanced up towards Pelor and slowly looked back down towards Cal. “When will you accept this life my strange human?”

Cal looked at her puzzled for a moment. What was Nezzy talking about? The Celestrian shook her head and smiled, “Your self-loathing and doubt still gets the best of you sometimes. You deserve this life Cal. You’ve avenged yourself. You’re not the man you once were or the man you believed yourself to be anyways. You must kill those doubts aout yourself so they cannot harm you anymore. I can offer my blade.”

“It was sweet till the end there Angel,” Cal chuckled, “It’s just hard to believe this is real sometimes. I usually pictured myself in a ditch somewhere.”  While the last part was true, Cal tried to play it off as a joke. Why kill a happy moment with old thoughts?

“You know I wouldn’t let that happen Cal. Any attacker would lose their head before they got the chance to touch you. You know that.”

“I know Angel… I know.”

“And I still say that your library needs a guard, just in case.”

All Cal could do was chuckle. While he was sure there were still people out there that wanted his head for past scams, he doubted many of them would hunt him all the way down to his library. He thought that Nezzy probably just wanted to get back into action. Her work had slowed up quiet a bit in the past few years. She still received clients every now and again, but not as much as she had in the past. It also didn’t help that the clues to the whereabouts of her remaining family members had also come to a standstill. Considering the life Nezzy had lead and all of the adventures ]they’d been on with Nao and Sid, Cal couldn’t really blame her for becoming restless. “Perhaps, I suppose we can talk about it more after the library closes.”

After his library closes.

He didn’t miss the wide smile that crossed her face. How could he?

“But for now, you said there was someone asking for me?”

Nezzy nodded and turned to walk back to the front of the library, “Right. I believe they were looking for something specific. A book on old tomes perhaps? Or maybe they were looking for tomes. I wasn’t really listening.” Suddenly she stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him. Her eyes softened a bit as she stared at him. “But there is one thing I must say once more before we go up,” she said, her voice softening, “And that is that you are a good man Calithus Gray. You wouldn’t be helping people find books in your library if you weren’t. Pelor would not have lead you here if he thought you were not fit.” She offered him another smile before turning back around and continuing towards the front.

“Like I said, I have no idea what they’re looking for, but I figured you would it being your library and all.”

Cal felt pride swell up in his chest at her words. She was right, he did deserve this. Well, both him and the large black cat hiding in the rafters. Sid played a huge part in getting the library up and running as well, so it was also hers. The more Cal thought about it, the more he realized he wouldn’t change a thing.

He did deserve this library. He and Sid had dreamed about it for so long, and now it was a reality. Not only that but he had Nezzy too, his wonderful Angel of Vengence. Not to mention, Nao had also given the library her blessing… It was odd, but Cal was still grateful. The human wouldn’t have wanted his life any other way. Cal’s life was perfect and he thanked Pelor very day for pushing him towards his dream.

[queandrue]

👀Nezzy & Cal, Cal & Sid, Sid & Nao, Cal & Nao, Nezzy & Sid, Nezzy & Nao Any/all you wanna do with whatever connotation (romantic/platonic/hate)

Nezzy & Cal~Nezzy was the first one to really kiss Cal. He started freaking out about it and overthinking it. It happened at a Winter Festival in a town they were passing through. The stars were up in the sky, Nezzy and Cal were dancing, and Nezzy just leaned up and kissed him. ~When Cal asked what Nezzy’s last name was, she said that that was her last name. This is the moment Cal learned that Nezzy’s full name was Ara Nezine, something no one else knew.~The first time Cal saw Nezzy cry was when she told him about her family. Cal just sat with her and let her cry in his arms.~Cal loves touching Nezzy’s hair. It’s actually really soft which is surprising considering what a hardened warrior she is.~At their wedding, Nezzy picks Cal up and power walks him down the aisle, ripping her dress a bit, but she doesn’t care.~Cal has only seen Nezzy in a dress and without her mask a few times. The combination of these two things almost killed him.

Cal & Sid~ “Here kitty kitty kitty”~ “Say that again and I’ll eat you like the vermin you are”~ Nicknames for Cal include: asshole, jackass *a series of quiet hisses taken as a swear in Tabaxi*, that idiot, that dumbass, The Bane of My Existence ™ , you absolute dick shit, etc…~ Nicknames for Sid include: kitty, kitty cat, pussy cat, pussy, any variation of synonyms for cat, edgelord, whiskers, etc…~ Sid constantly pick pocketing him partly to show off and partly just cause he never realizes it’s her and Nezzy just assumes he lost whatever it was~ Sid saving Cal from any vary degree of danger that he’s managed to get his dumb ass in (carry him out bridal style of course).~ Cal saving Sid in a very similar fashion:

Cal-“Well , have something to say, kitty cat?”

Sid- “...”

Cal: “What? Cat got your tongue?”

Sid: “YOu have just forfeited the right to any future or current gratitude I may ever have for you.”

Sid & Nao~Who the fuck really knows anything about these two.~Sid just found this crazy ass snake lady in the woods who started calling herself God and was convinced Sid was sent to be her priestess~”Welp, I don’t have anything better to do sooooooo”~ “Yessssss, do my bidding Cat.”

Cal & Nao~Cal is terrified of Nao because it’s entirely possible that she is a god. Also Sid told him that she has proof Nao is god.~Nao wishes to marry Cal and Nezzy in her “church”. Cal is not fond of this idea and tries to tell her that they already had arrangements, but she wouldn’t listen.~Nao wants Cal in her cult because she thinks he can help her priestess double her “offerings”.

Nezzy & Sid~Nezzy wants to spar with Sid because she wasn’t able to hit her when she was sent to kill her, so she needs practice. Sid is not fond of this idea.~Sid is not entirely sure why Cal likes Nezzy, but she guesses that means he has a type?~It annoys Sid that Cal can’t flirt with Nezzy properly.~Nezzy brushes Sid’s fur when they have down time and she is able to clean her weapons. Every part must be ready for battle after all.~Sid is the ring bearer, best man, maid of honor, and flower kitty at Nezzy and Cal’s wedding

Nezzy & Nao~Nezzy knows Nao is not a god and is slightly annoyed that she claims to be one.~Nao considers every enemy Nezzy slays in battle to be a sacrifice to her, and that the blood on her sword keeps her from reaching her true form out of anger.~Nao believes Nezzy is one of her arch angels. Nezzy wants no part of this.~Nezzy: “Nao=Demon???? Should slay????? ... No... Not worth effort...”

[queandrue]

A Date to Die For

Yo Rue, could you hit me up with some D&D goodnes? It can be from the disaster trio or the lost potential quintet, or literally anything else. Thanks. Love you.

@je11oprodigy

A/N: Here ya go dear Erin! Imma do the Disaster Trio next (because why choose just one XD). It’s been a while since I’ve written anything because college, but I hope you enjoy this Cal and Nezzy shit, with some Sid antics as well! ...And Nao being... Nao... Is there any other way to describe her? XD (Also oops it’s long, sorry) ~Rue

Word Count: 2187

“Go spar with her,” Sid hissed. The human jumped and whipped around quickly, eyes locked on the large cat woman. He frowned, lips pursed tightly together.

“I’ve got an idea,” Cal said, “How about you let me take care of this, and you go off and kill a bird or something okay?” The human was miffed, not wanting to admit that Sid was right. He never wanted to admit that Sid might be right. She was always right, but would you catch Cal admitting that? No. Especially not when it was about a red-headed Aasimar. “Look kitty cat, as much as I appreciate your help, I’ve got this one in the bag. I’ve charmed my way through plenty of people.”

“And how many of those people have you actually gone on dates with you sad, pathetic excuse for a man?”  Okay, now that was harsh. Cal opened his mouth and closed it, staring daggers at Sid and flustered about not having a comeback that would knock all nine lived straight out of her. All the Tabaxi did was shrug, “Cal, all I’m saying that if you don’t make your move, eventually someone else will, and then you’ll be alone all over again.”

“Oh someone like you? Pussy Master 9000?”

“I- What? No. She’s,” Sid sighed and gripped the bridge of her nose, “She’s not my type. Besides Calithas Gray. This isn’t about me. This is about you.”

Gods he hated it when she used his full name. He was tempted to say  no. He was tempted to tell off that dumb cat. Tempted to tell her that he had everything under control. Then he turned around just in time to see Nezzy slice one of the dummies from head to base.Gods he was in love.  “Alright, alright. I’ll go spar with her, but only to prove how wrong you are!” he huffed. No sooner had Cal decided to step into the clearing to meet with the angel, he was met with an ax dangerously close to his adam’s apple. “Woah, woah, woah!” he started saying quickly, “It’s me Angel Face! You can put the sword down.” This was that dumb cat’s plan all along, get him killed by the most beautiful girl in the world.

“You startled me,” Nezzy said calmly, putting her weapon back into its hilt behind her back, “What do you need?”

He startled her? Cal made a mental note to never sneak up on Nezzy… “Oh me? Nothin. Just checking up on my favorite angel. Seein what she’s up to,” Cal said trying to forget that he had almost been decapitated, “So what are you up to Nez?”

Nezzy thought for a moment before motioning over to a flyer she had pinned to  a tree with a dagger, “I’m practicing for that.” Cal raised an eyebrow and moved closer. He glanced over the page before realizing what it was. “Angel, that ain't no participation fight, it's a show.”

Nezzy paused in her administrations, to give Cal a questioning look.

“It's like a joust or a gladiator fight. People fight in the ring and other people spectate,” he said.

Nezzy's look only grew more confused. “Why would people only want to watch a joust or a fight? Wouldn't it be more fun to jump in? My family and I used to fight all the time in good fun,” she frowned, trying to work through what she was being told. Humans were such odd creatures.

“Well, not everyone enjoys being directly involved in these types of things Angel.”

Cal was only met with silence and an even more confused Celestrian. He coughed and ran his hand through dark hair, “Buuuuut, if you still want to goooo… I could take you. I mean you can say no, I get that it wasn't what you were thinking and you pro-”

The conman's heart nearly stopped as the angel of vengeance smiled at him. She smiled at him. Of course it wasn't the first time, but still-!

“I would like that Cal,” she said softly, “I would like that very much.”

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“It’s good to see you’re actually taking the girl on a date.”

“It’s not a date, Kitty Cat. We’re just getting together to see a little fight jousting thing.”

“You’re looking nicer than usual.”

“So what? I wanna look nice. It raises self esteem.”

“...It’s a date Calithas.”

Cal shot a glare at Sid.  The Tabaxi’s smug expression wasn’t helping him one bit. Okay, maybe it was a date that he was feeling a little nervous about…. And maybe he was afraid of completely screwing it up. But Sid didn’t need to know any of that. So what if her advice was sometimes write, that didn’t mean he wanted her running what he did in his maybe kind of almost relationship. He was competent enough to do some things himself! ...Right?

“Alright. So what if it is? I can handle it myself.”

Sid smirked, “I never said you couldn’t Cal. Are you projecting?”

Alright. That did it. No more. He turned around so he was completely facing Sid and huffed. Honestly, Sid thought he looked funny with how frustrated he looked, cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk or like a young boy who was trying to prove a point to a parent. “Don’t you have to be collecting gifts for your ‘goddess’ or killing innocent woodland creatures or something?” Cal huffed, crossing his arms. He said it in hopes of pissing Sid off enough that she would just leave, instead she laughed and left. This made Cal feel even more angry. As the Tabaxi left, the Aasimar entered. She looked at Sid with curiosity before moving closer to Cal. That’s when she noticed something new.

“Is that a bowtie?” she asked, staring at the new article of clothing. Before Cal could even respond, Nezzy said, “I like it.”

Walking to the event hadn’t been too bad. Of course Cal could still feel the nerves picking at his fingertips, but he quickly started to relax in the silence with Nezzy. It wasn’t bad… And it wasn’t an awkward silence either. Every now and again he’d look over and see that smile. That wonderful radiant smile.  If he could wake up and see that smile every day, he’d die a happy man. What made it even better was when she looked at him.

In other news, this joust gladiator fight thing was a lot bigger than he had anticipated. He thought that there’d be someone selling food, but there were vendors set up all around the arena. The human hadn’t even gotten time to process where Nezzy might want to go first before a large man appeared in front of them.

“Welcome fellow enthusiasts!” he boomed, “The name is Jocust Briar! It’s always dashing to see someone lookin like she’s ready for a fight.” He took the armored Celestrian’s hand and kissed it, and Cal’s jaw tightened. Jocust turned to look Cal up and down, “Oh… And uh… Nice bowtie.”

“Yeah… Thanks, we were just on our way to get ready to watch  the fight,” Cal said through gritted teeth, reaching down to grasp Nezzy’s hand, “C’mon Angel, let’s get going.”

Nezzy stopped and looked at Jocust, not following Cal’s lead, “You are familiar with fighting? These fights in particular?”

Cal couldn’t help but let his jaw drop and Jocust smiled, “Of course my dear! I suppose you could say I’m a connoisseur of battles and carnage.”  With that, Cal watched helplessly and followed along as Jocust put a hand on Nezzy’s lower back and started leading her away.

The beginning of the fight wasn’t too much better. He was sitting to Nezzy’s left while Jocust took up most of her attention at her right. He stabbed mindlessly at his plate as he listened to them jabber on. Each second  filled him with annoyance and anger. What did Nezzy even see in this guy that was worth talking to. Just because he was bigger, knew more about fighting, and- Well whatever. It didn’t matter all that much. Soon Nezzy would be done with that giant oaf and her attention would be back on him. Right? Right.

Then he heard her laugh, and Sid’s words came flooding into his memories.

If you don’t make your move, eventually someone else will.

He had to do something. He looked around the ring and thought about what his best course of action would be. Then it hit him.

He felt for his dagger and a grin lit up his face. Without another word he stood up and bolted, catapulting himself over the border of the arena.

“Cal?” Nezzy called. She watched intently as Cal stood in the arena, ready to make his mark, ready to inflict damage. Only to promptly be sent flying into the borders of the arena by a horseman, a thud resounding as he his the wall. The audience started cheering, and Nezzy was sure Jocust said something to her, but she blocked all of  it out. Only one thing was on her mind as she drew her sword and sent herself flying into the arena. Sword drawn, Nezzy parried a few arrows and blows sent her way until she was standing between Cal and the rest of the arena. She slashed at the side of what she believed to be a goblin in some sort of armor and sent what was left stuck on her sword flying at one of the horsemen. All she had to do was get this idiot out safely, then all would be well.

*****

“If he doesss not make it, could we placcccce hisss ssstuff in the fund for my following?”

“No,” Nezzy saud shortly. She knew that Cal was going to make it. He had just been rendered unconscious when he was sent sailing into a wall… Head first… That and Nezzy probably wouldn’t let Nao have it anyways. She wasn’t a god and Nezzy didn’t understand why she insisted that she was one. Nao, however, seemed unsatisfied with the angel’s answer, turning to Sid.

“Priessstessss?”

Sid was perched at the foot of Cal’s bed. After seeing what happened, Jocust had shown Nezzy to an inn and helped her gather the rest of the party, but left soon after. After all, he had to follow the joust.

“We’ll see,” Sid mumbled, “I’ll do my best your Holiness, and if he does recover, I’ll find something else to satisfy you.”

Nao seemed pleased with this answer and curled up in a corner, waiting for the okay to have Cal’s things. However, Cal started to shift. Nezzy watched with relief as his eyes opened.

“You’re an idiot,” were the first words Cal heard from Nezzy’s mouth.

“It’s good to see you too Angel and- Oh gods,” Cal’s expression immediately dropped when he saw Sid’s smug expression at the foot of his bed. He knew those silent words she was saying, but he didn’t understand why. It’s not like what she said worked or-

“Could I have a moment?” Nezzy asked, “Just a brief moment.”

Nao, who seemed rather miffed that she couldn’t have Cal’s things to add to her ‘offerings’ was already making her way out the door. “Come Priessstesssss,” she sighed, “We mussst take to the ssstreetsss.”

“Coming your Holiness,” she said, her tone a bit too cheery for Cal’s liking.

Once they were gone, Nezzy turned back to Cal, “Cal-”

“No need for words Angel,” Cal sighed, slumping against the pillows, “I know, I screwed up. I ruined your time, and I’m sorry. You could have been watching the show and having fun, but I was an idiotic dumbass. I screwed up.”

As Nezzy listened to Cal, she couldn’t help the smile that spread across her features. Then, to Cal’s surprise, she started laughing, “Oh Cal, you didn’t ruin my time.”

“...Come again?”

Nezzy sat down on the edge of the bed and smiled, “I didn’t think I’d be participating in the fight at all Calithas! And while I was concerned for your safety… You gave me the chance to participate in it. It was amazing Cal! They even gave me a bouquet at the end! Isn’t that something? Getting flowers for carnage. So no, you didn’t ruin my time. I believe this ‘date’, as Sid called it, went well, and I wouldn’t mind doing something like that again.” Before Cal could register what was happening, the Aasimar scooted closer to place a kiss on his cheek, “Thank you Calithas Gray, I appreciate what you did for me today.” With that, Nezzy stood up, “I’ll go get you some water, you need to stay hydrated.”

If Nezzy would have turned around, she would have seen Cal lift a hand to his cheek, she would have seen his face change color as he whispered a soft ‘okay’, she would have seen the face of a man in shock, but she had a task to complete.

Nezzy didn’t know many things about the material plane, but she knew one thing: For the first time since her family was torn apart, Ara Nezerine felt genuinely happy.