#I also feel like Caleb really likes Yasha but I’m p sure some of that is bc she’s big and strong

[majorxmaggiexboy]

Beau: I’ll get you into that library Caleb: :D Beau: if Caleb: D: Beau: you tell me your deepest darkest secret in excruciating detail Caleb: I may have to flee the country if I tell you but ja okay I really want to go to that library Beau, after hearing secret: okay that’s a lot and it sounds like a You problem so I’m just gonna. Screw it let’s go to the library Caleb, imprinting like a goddamn kitten: I am going to cast dancing lights for you always I am going to give you haste in battle would you like some of my blood you can have some of my blood if you would like Nott we like Beauregard so much now she is Ally she is the Best we really like Beauregard and I will cast haste for her always Beau: ….okay yeah. Maybe dial it back a little- Caleb: I hope you enjoy the effects of haste because every battle from now on I have your back, you will be so hasty Beau: okay buddy

[readbythestarlight]

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Sam-ta Claus

I love that hoodie omg

Yeah okay I’m still not sure why they’re pretending Vess is still alive

Like do they not realize that by doing this the Assembly can now actually accuse them of the murder and make them enemies of the Empire, or at least the Assembly, whereas if they’d just let the guards know what happened from the start it would have been much less awful???

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Good okay I’m glad Caleb is thinking about this at least

Jester and Cad being a couple of nerds sledding on their shields lol

Lol awww poor Cad baby xD

Imma need art of that

Snowboarding down on her sword omg Yasha

Carry Beau on your shoulders along the way :P

Okay so Dagon has worked with the Tomb Takers?

I heard that Hobbit reference!!

Veth and Jester writing Dagon a tragic love story xD

I’m gonna need art of this cuddle pile

Hmmm one of the TT maybe?

YESSSS Fjord

Turns out it’s Essek and he messages Jester awkwardly like "hello yes is everything alright Fjord was very threatening"

Oh

Fuck that’s a god point. What if Cree took some of their blood?

It’s Gotta be Lucian spying on them right?

Uh oh

Frozen body?

Spooky pillar thing?

Y’all just can’t not touch things huh

Dummies

And they only needed to stand 10 more feet back lol

Oh god imagine if this TPK’d

I love Jester but she is the biggest Disaster Cleric

Oh Jesus

Y’all need to STOP

Dagon is valid

"What’s wrong with you?!" I also want to know that

Beau being the voice of reason is amazing

Wow thanks now I want Mac and cheese

YES READ THE POEM

FINALLY

Beau and abs, shorn, envelope all crossed out lol

Okay here goes

"Beau

Uh yeah this was a poem but then I realized it was a dumb poem and I can’t write poetry.....

I’ve watched you, I don’t mean that in an creepy way...

I know that you know this by now but it takes me a minute to open up...

I watch, I observe, I take it all in...

You’re strong, you’re a leader, you’re really smart, you’re really funny, you’re honest even when it hurts, but the thing I really like about you is that you love so fiercely"

Okay I can’t keep up by typing but I’m dying

"You make me feel safe" GOOD

"I know no matter what you’ll have my back, no questions asked—Yasha"

GOOD yes so much better than a cheesy poem

Aw BEAUUUU

That was so good

Jester is gonna

Or

Caleb read it to her?

Oh wow okay that’s soft

Admittedly I did not expect him to read the whole story

It’s cute

But I’m also getting vague "end of Pan’s Labyrinth" vibes which would be sad

Okay good he’s not dead

That was sweet

Liam omg that’s amazing!

Children’s book immediately please

Alright I need to sleep let’s go to bed

Uh-oh

Giants?

Cad will just talk them out of the fight

Oh wait yetis that makes more sense

Aw

It’d be nice if they maybe didn’t kill them and let them go maybe

To make up for all the times they needlessly killed other people :P

Awww, I’m glad they decided not to kill them

Oh good, that means they’re on the right track at least

Beau stop trying to read his diary xD

I love these yeti guys

It’s so nice that they’re letting them stay the night. They’re so sweet.

Oh no

Yeah I don’t like this

Yes good a question I’d like an answer to as well, Jester

Oh hon, he’s not Molly anymore

I don’t trust him at ALL

Also Goddamn his accent is so good

Like why would he want them? Are they going to be some kind of sacrifices? Like there’s no reason to have them along.

Well Dagon knows Vess is dead now

I’m not sure why they’re all being so weird about what Beau is saying, she’s right? Just listen and pretend and gather info. It’s what she does?

Idk what Caleb’s problem was especially but he needs to chill a bit

Anyway bye Dagon!

[salamanderskin]

Respite

Still on the CR kick with no sign of easing. Just a sick Fjord feeling sorry for himself and then feeling guilty about it. Caduceus gives him such much-needed softness.  Set during episode 92 no spoilers I think. Kind of a follow up to this because stifles give me life.

The mood in the group is strange when the Mighty Nein ride out from Zadash.

Fjord loves them all but his head aches just trying to keep track of the aims and worries and triumphs that bind their little group; he can read the tension rising from Beau like steam, Jester beside her with a combination of concern and bubbling joy at her new found father. Then there’s Caleb and Nott and Yasha and then there’s Caduceus. He feels like he needs a whole extra brain to think about Caduceus with and maybe a whole extra heart to hold the bond that has grown between them in the past few weeks. 

His head really does ache, though. His throat feels hot and dry, with a lancing pain when he swallows, and he can’t stop sniffling every five minutes. His mood darkens in sync with the clouds that thicken on the horizon.  He would give a lot to be safely back in the Xorhaus, meditating in the magical sunlight of Caduceus’s garden, rather than pounding across these monotonous grasslands on horseback. 

He feels small and selfish just thinking about it. They are in the midst of trying to stop a war and chasing resolution for dear friends trapped by years of trauma. One of their group was possessed until, like, last week, others have been or are about to be reintroduced to their respective abusers.  And Fjord has a cold. 

He still feels shitty, though. 

He is distracted from this minor complaint when the party finally find a place to stop. The gentle, grassy slopes offer no cover, but they could see anything coming a mile away. For example, they soon spot someone else’s campfire a little way away. Nott and Jester leap to investigate. He lets them go. If they need backup they’ll yell. Loudly. Let them do the legwork while he sits down. 

That leaves the other three to set a fire while Caleb conjures the tiny magical hut which is their home away from home. Fjord can’t seem to get warm. He inches closer to the fire until the smoke irritates his eyes and rubs at his arms with his palms to try to gather some heat. The itchiness in his nose has grown intense and distracting- he hovers a hand near his face to scrub at it but the irritation with neither leave nor crest into a relieving sneeze. His throat burns and he feels overall miserable. “Hey, are you ok? You look… I don’t know… you look frustrated.”

That’s one word for it. He doesn’t want Caduceus to worry, but he also knows the Firbolg can see right through him so he explains, “Remember how you said I might be getting sick?”

“Oh dear,” Caduceus’ mouth twists in sympathy.

“Nothing serious, I promise you. I’m just-” Fjord sniffles in demonstration, demonstrating how he can hardly breathe through his nose. He regrets it immediately when it makes him cough. 

“Can I come check you over?” Caduceus approaches, gaze soft and concerned. 

“There’s really no need, I’m sure it’s just a cold.”

Caduceus raises an eyebrow. “What if I want to be sure? I don’t want you to feel badly.” 

“Well then, I’ll humour you.” 

Fjord doesn’t expect the contact needed for the diagnosis to come in the form of a kiss to the forehead, but it’s very lovely. The magic feels like a little trickle of warmth, though perhaps that’s just the butterflies he always gets when they make contact. 

“Okay.” Caduceus says, drawing back. “I don’t think a healing spell will do much, but I’ll put something for the congestion in some tea, alright?”

“Sounds good. Thank you.”

The dark has truly drawn in now. The sky has clouded and there are no stars. A little wind ruffles the long grasses,  makes the campfire leap and the smoke veer from side to side so that there is no getting away from it. After their time in the city is strange to be somewhere so open. No buildings, no mountains, no break in the horizon. The sky arcs above them like a great upturned basin, thick with clotting clouds. 

It would be peaceful if it wasn’t for how the cold makes Fjord’s nose drip and his head ache. He feels thoroughly sorry for himself and then immediately feels childish for it. He has been getting soft from all the city living. He presses the sides of his nose again, trying to push into his sinuses and ease the dull pain there. 

Caduceus returns just as he is blowing his nose, passes a cup of tea to Caleb, then to Yasha then approaches with one for Fjord. “Here you are. Drink it while it’s hot.” 

The firbolg looks lovely in the firelight, Fjord thinks. The warmth touches his ashy gray to a warm dove-colour and when he turns his head, the clean lines of his cheeks and brow stand out like a statue of some forest god. Caduceus has added a knitted shawl over his shoulders but he doesn’t seem cold at all. Fjord envies him that. It must be the fur. He sees Caduceus turn to sit on a stump on the other side and quickly moves up to make space beside himself. 

“Want me to sit beside you?” Caduceus asks.

“Yes please.” Fjord says. He wants more, of course, so much more than that, but that is a good start. His friend’s body settles beside his  and he feels his mood lift even as he shivers. Their thighs press together and he leans in to the comforting warmth of the firbolg’s flank. Caduceus has some height on him, which makes it wonderfully easy to lean his head into his shoulder.

Before Fjord can protest, Caduceus removes his shawl from his shoulders and spreads it over both their laps. Fjord gives a little hum of thanks, lets his eyes drift closed in the sudden, soothing warmth of it. 

Fjord could probably fall asleep here. He almost does, if it wasn’t for how badly he needs to sneeze. He manages to cup his hands over his face, though he doesn’t need to, really; there isn’t any sound to it, just a ferocious bob of his head and a whole-body shudder. He scrunches his nose and clenches his eyes shut to try to fight the tickle, then flinches into another repressed “hh- mmkx!!!” He breathes out a “uuugh” of a groan at how stuffy he feels afterwards. 

“Was that a sneeze?” Caduceus turns to look at him with an expression he can’t quite read. 

“Y-up- hknt!” Fjord nods, forefinger jammed up under his nose, sneezes again. It makes his head throb. “--hhnxxt!”

“Oh! Bless you, then.” 

“Thadks.” His voice comes out thick and wrecked. “Guhh… ’scuse me.” 

It’s almost worth it for how Caduceus draws him closer and rubs his back. 

They are startled from the embrace by a shout and a blur of blue as Jester sprints toward them out of the dark and then away again, calling for Nott.

Fjord raises his head, peers out into the night and strains his ears for sounds of a struggle. Across the other side of the fire, the others are on equally high alert; Yasha drawn to her full height, Beau with her night-vision goggles, Caleb’s gaze gone vague as he sees through the eyes of his familiar.

“Do you think we should-?” Caduceus begins.

“They... seem to have a handle on the situation.” Caleb gives with a wry smile and everyone relaxes. If Caleb hasn’t launched himself protectively after the little goblin then they must be safe enough.

Fjord laughs too, as he wonders what shenanigans the two most chaotic members of the nein had got up to out there in the dark. It turns into a fit of coughing that blossoms in his throat and won’t stop until Yasha has passed him her water skin.

“Better not, think I’m coming down with something.” He manages with the scraps of breath he can grab. “I’ll risk it,” Yasha’s voice is steady and sweet as ever, so he drinks. It does help, and it helps even more when she reaches to give him a hug from one side.  “I hope you feel better soon, Fjord.” 

When Nott and Jester finally return it is with laughter on their lips and not a slip of regret for running into an enemy camp in the middle of the night.

 Once he might have rolled his eyes at their celebration of escaping trouble they could have easily avoided, then seethed with a gut full of worry that one day they might not come out clean, snapped at Nott and brushed off Jester’s affectionate advances. These days he feels calmer, more trusting, able to accept things as they come. Some of it is a gift from the Wildmother, the same deep faith which Caduceus glows with. Some of it is Caduceus himself. His very presence makes Fjord feel lighter. 

He watches the Firbolg lean over the fire, lit like a stained-glass window as he conjures a bowl of stew seemingly from nowhere. 

He sits beside the fire and listens to his teammates recount their chaotic adventures with a sense of calm in his belly and Caduceus’ shawl over his knees. He pinches his nose hard and groans, trying to stave off sneezes but now then a few still escape. 

He shudders into his fist, with no more sound than a “-hh'nkt” of suppressed force, 

They’re as quiet as he can make them, but Caleb’s head perks up all the same, brows canted in his familiar expression of mild concern. “Gesundheit.” 

“Looking a little green there, buddy.” Nott adds. 

“Oh no, Fjord, are you sick?” Jester’s head snaps round in interest.

“Just a sniffle.” He shrugs. He’s not the one who should be the centre of attention tonight. Beau and Nott are. 

Thank the Wildmother, Caduceus Clay’s deep, steady voice distracts them from making a scene, “He’s fine. Jester, tell me how you met those bandits before?” 

Once again Fjord admires Caduceus’ mild diplomacy. The light conversation is exactly what they need to keep their minds from the path ahead. Beau in particular has expressed she won’t be talking about her traumas to the group in general,while  Nott doesn’t seem to know what she wants right now. 

Fjord himself is deeply grateful because he has to sneeze again and this time it escapes him as an orcish “hhuhh--’TSSSHHHuu!” He groans and swears as he blows his nose afterwards. Caduceus’ arm is there for him to lean into when he shivers despite the fire. 

“I think you should go to bed,” Caduceus says softly. 

Luckily the rest of the Nein are of the same mind, so Caleb conjures the magical dome they use as a shelter. It’s warmish inside and warmer still when their bodies pile in next to each other. They take their familiar places; Yasha takes first watch, Beau and Jester are spooning while Nott curls at Caleb’s feet like a gnarly green cat. Fjord and Caduceus lie beside each other, as always. At some point on their travels, the foot of space between their sleeping bodies became an inch, became Fjord with his head pillowed Caduceus’ chest or their fingers intertwined. No one in the Mighty Nein has even teased them about it. Yet. That is a blessing Fjord will enjoy for as long as he can. 

It’s almost pitch-black inside the hut. Fjord can hear the others of the Nein breathing and shifting in their close proximity. He wants to sleep but his head feels stuffed and thick. Breathing through his mouth is making his throat dry but he can’t get enough air any other way. In frustration he pinches and knuckles at his nose, wiggling it in hope of easing the deep-seated itch. It doesn’t help.

Instead he feels his breath coming in shallow pants, makes an involuntary “ghhh” of a groan at how congested he feels. He manages to sneeze into his fist without more than a shudder of his head but then there’s another and another in a slow, exhausting fit with plenty of time for miserable sniffles in between. 

He is hovering between one “ hh'nkt” and the next when he feels a tender arm on his shoulder as Caduceus scoots up closer to him. He rolls over obligingly until his head is cradled against the firbolg’s shoulder. In a moment their blankets are settled over both of them, welcoming him into a pool of shared body heat that makes him sigh in satisfaction.

It’s still recent enough to be novel, this sleeping together, still sends a flutter of joy through him that Caduceus is his now. They haven’t talked about what it means exactly, but he’s so glad of it, especially when he feels like this.

The moment is interrupted by a stinging itch in his nose and all he can do is buck his head and stifle a sneeze into Caduceus’ chest. His partner doesn’t flinch, just holds him tighter and lets it happen. “Bless you sweetheart. Are you done?”

He nods, then shakes his head and desperately crushes his nose into his fist for a hard double “--mmkx!--’nkt!”--- Repressing it makes his head spin. He relaxes again with a heavy sigh and turns to wipe his nose. He’s too congested for it to be messy, thank goodness. It feels like all the gunk is just stuck up in his head. At least he’s not noisy enough to wake the others. 

“Poor thing. Feeling worse?” Caduceus notices. His bass voice is so low it is barely a rumble in his chest. Fjord thinks he feels the vibration rather than hears it. 

“...yeah…” He admits. 

“Such bad timing…” Caduceus sighs softly. “If we were back in the house, I have a very good soup recipe for this kind of thing.  The hot tub would be good for you too. I could take care of you a little.” 

Fjord snuffles thickly and sighs. That does sound good. 

“Will you two SHUT UP!?” 

That sounds less good. That would be Beauregard.

She has reason to be tense, which is why Fjord merely grunts “Sorry!” instead of snapping back. Her complaint is backed up by some light grumbling from Nott and by Caleb clearing his throat in a way that makes it clear he is also awake. Despite the safety of their position, it seems nobody is sleeping well tonight.

Fjord may as well try, though. He’s going to be groggy enough in the morning as it is and he wants a clear head for the confrontation with Beau’s family. Well, a metaphorical one at least. 

He rolls over and closes his eyes, trying to will his mind away from his burning throat and the compulsive deserve to keep swallowing against it. He tries to reach for the place Caduceus has shown him in meditation; a lulled state where his body of least possible concern. It’s hard without his breathing as a reliable guide but he is beginning to manage it when he feels Caduceus tuck into the space behind him. A seven-foot tall firbolg makes a luxurious big spoon. It makes Fjord huff a laugh, which makes him cough. 

Caduceus cuddles against him, bringing blessed warmth along with comfort. Long arms reach around to smooth his hair and linger on his forehead, rubbing right at the root of Fjord’s headache without even having to ask. It feels really good.

In the darkness of the dome he hears the heavier breathing that means Beauregard has fallen asleep. Jester turns over and makes an undeniably cute sound. Beneath Caduceus’ loving touch he feels the fatigue wash over him, pulling him down into sleep.

From the very cusp of consciousness, he senses Caleb rise and tiptoe to sit at the doorway beside Yasha, but feels no tug of concern. Let the two light sleepers keep each other company. He has everything he needs right here. 

Fjord falls asleep to the sound of a gentle rain beginning to fall. He doesn’t dream of angry Gods. He doesn’t dream of anything at all. 

[disasterhumans]

2 6 Beauregard

I’m just gonna go ahead and do all of them :)

Do you love/hate/don’t feel strongly about this character?

I LOVE BEAUREGARD LIONETT WITH THE ENTIRETY OF MY HEART

What’s your favorite trait of this character?

god, fuck, i don’t even know where to start? But I think it’s how much she fucking cares. Even at the begin when it’s sort of in spite of herself. She continues to call herself an asshole (though I think a bit less, lately), but she really always has been so good. She wasn’t always great at acting on it, and she was certainly rougher around the edges and more apathetic early on. But when given the opportunity to be generous to someone she usually is. And when she’s not, she usually apologizes

(How much she apologizes is not my favorite trait of hers but I do think it’s an under-recognized one. Beau apologizes so much, even before her big apology to Caleb post-Bowlgate. It’s a bit heartbreaking, because half the time it seems like she’s apologizing for just being herself.)

What’s your favorite moment/event involving this character?

So many!! Literally every Team Human conversation/argument. Her getting high with Molly (and her heartbreaking comment about having no childhood). Her talk with Jester about anger and sadness and saying “I love you.” Her waiting on Darktow... But, her accusatory “You fucking left” to Dairon has been ringing in my head for weeks now. It encapsulates so well all of her fears, and I think may prove to be a turning point in Beau’s self-regard (stealth pun intended).

If you could have one power/attribute/etc. of this character, what would it be?

I wanna be able to catch arrows in midair!!! 

Have you ever pictured this character naked?

look, Beau has canonically had sex on multiple occasions, and I am but a simple gay... so, yes.

When did you fall in love/hate with this character? If you don’t have any strong feelings toward them, why not?

I’m pretty sure I loved Beau pretty much immediately. And if not literally immediately then at least as soon as she started flirting with Yasha and I realized she was a huge fucking disaster lesbian. But “stoic/gruff person who is not-so-secretly incredibly soft” is one of my favorite fucking character types and my love for her was inevitable. I think I first got really actively excited to learn more about her past and to see where her story went during her fight with Dairon in episode 4. Marisha managed to imbue so much emotion into that exchange and it remains one of my favorite things from the early episodes of the campaign. (And I think it’s maybe my favorite PC-DM one-on-one.)

Who’s your OTP for this character?

Ummm, so at first lavorregard started out as “oh this is cute,” but as time goes on...I think it might actually definitionally be my OTP for this campaign, because it is the only romantic pairing that I currently actively care about. okay wait that’s wrong nott/yeza is my jam. I love seeing how soft Beau and Jester are with each other, and the way they’ve continued to grow so close to each other. Best Friends to Lover is a Grade A Romantic Trope, and wlw deserve a “fall in love with your supposedly straight best friend” story that has a happy ending.

And while I’m not really shipping Beau/Yasha right now, I am really excited to have Ashley back because I do really want to see them interact more and become closer--and I can totally anticipate Beau/Jester/Yasha becoming an OT3 eventually. I also shipped Kegregard pretty hard and if Keg ever returns I will immediately be back on my bullshit.

see, i can totally get obnoxious about shipping :P

all of that said, Beau and Caleb as a BrOTP outshines any and all romantic ships and I am most invested in those two finally being able to get more or less on the same page. And snuggles!! I am very invested in Team Human snuggles and died a little when Beau gave Caleb a hug at the end of the last episode.

send me a character and i’ll answer some questions about ‘em.

[inside-aut-blog]

Autistic Caleb Widogast

Part One

Caleb Widogast of D&D web series Critical Role is widely recognized by the fan community as autistic-coded. There are many, many, many reasons why, and with the episodes numbering well into the dozens it would take several paragraphs to expound on on all of them.

So here’s the first in a series of posts doing precisely that.

EPISODE ONE:

There isn’t much here in episode one, but there is this:

Caleb uses stereotypically autistic speech patterns in the very first conversation he has in the show. Nott draws it to a close with “All right, well, that’s on the to-do list,” and Caleb immediately mirrors her phrasing with “All right, well, let’s get something to eat then.”

Later, down in the bar, Beau asks Nott if she is cold. Caleb misinterprets this to mean “Why are you wrapped up?” and subsequently explains, very defensively, that Nott is a goblin and obviously goblins are not well-liked in these parts and that is why she is wrapped up and Beau should drop it—which is, uh, pretty much the definition of blunt oversharing, no?

Caleb also, for the first time, shares his magic cat with someone else as an expression of kindness and a kind of second-hand socializing. Beau notes immediately that it’s “kind of therapeutic”; right away, Frumpkin is coded as an emotional support animal. (It helps that he takes Frumpkin absolutely everywhere, often choosing to carry him on his shoulders when he can just as easily pop him in and out of the general vicinity with a snap of his fingers.)

Still later, Jester rearranges one of the shops they visit, and Caleb grows nervous the moment he notices it (“A bit of nerves begin to brew up”). On the one hand, this is probably because he’s afraid of getting in trouble with the shopowner, but on the other: getting anxious at the sight of slight changes in your surroundings is pretty quintessentially autistic.

EPISODE TWO:

Caleb offers to give Nott his cat as a distraction from her urges to steal. Once again, Frumpkin is coded as an emotional support animal. And, on top of this, Caleb seems to hold the idea that—well, he helps me, so obviously he’ll help you too!

Nott reassures Caleb that they can leave the group at the drop of a hat if they need to. “They’ll never know who we were,” she says. “...Caleb and Nott,” he says, responding both literally and with a touch of confusion.

Caleb calls a man’s novel “trashy” and seems to realize a second too late that it was rude; he tacks on a very hasty “No judgement.”

Caleb compliment’s Beau’s muscles very awkwardly.

Caleb goes on to say, “We have been in the woods for too long. I’ve forgotten how to talk to people.” And sure, spending time away from society can make people a little weird. But needing practice to maintain basic social skills like complimenting people? Sounds autistic.

Caleb says, later, “I don’t know what you just said, but I am interested in books. Particularly in the arcane realm, but any kind of book.” That ticks two boxes at once: auditory processing troubles and special interests.

At one point, Beau references Frankenstein and Caleb doesn’t understand what she’s saying. It’s possible, out-of-universe, that this was a meta reference to Frankenstein not existing in the story’s universe, but consider—in-universe, Beau must have referenced the story world’s equivalent of Frankenstein, and Caleb did not get that reference. Therefore: Caleb is not only having difficulty following her metaphor, but he’s missed a pop culture reference.

EPISODE THREE:

caleb is nonverbal after he “gets over [his reaction to casting firebolt]”; he “doesn’t say anything, but starts pushing bodies onto the back of the cart”

stays nonverbal for A While; “during all the busywork, i’m not saying anything, but i keep giving worried and stressed glances at my little friend”

in the middle of planning, with zero transition or context, caleb goes, “also i have a cat” and doesn’t offer context til jester goes ?? yes he’s cute?

gets excited & dances in the street w/nott on his shoulders (stim!!)

nott, when caleb ignores jester in favor of reading: he gets like this when he’s studying. he gets very focused, it’s best not to disturb him

“i prefer him as a cat, to be honest, but in a pinch–” change Bad, cat Good

when jester braids caleb’s hair, liam says “it feels nice”; Sensory Good

“i’m a good talker when i have to be”; qualifies the statement, implying it’s an occasional mask he dons when Necessary

E4:

nott: no one’s going to be around to save you if you get into trouble caleb: i’m almost dead already nott: yeah, that’s not good jester: that’s not comforting, caleb

at the very end of caleb’s conversation w/the guard, liam says caleb looks him in the eye, which implies he was Avoiding eye contact before that

caleb, in court, bluntly: i’m a dirty hobo and i reek like yesterday’s garbage

caleb, abruptly: well, you know, this is very fascinating, but i have some errands to run. nott, would you like to run errands with me? we are totally coming back and not leaving on our own undercover

caleb calls the old shopkeep “grandfather”; he does this with other elderly folks in later episodes too [the woman in the melora statue; madam musk], even when he knows their names. seems like maybe an internal rule that he has to refer to old folks this way bc it’s Respectful?

caleb, overexplaining: this is called a bath nott: i’ve heard of them caleb, still overexplaining: a hot bath

E5:

caleb: before i go away, am i looking for anything specific? beau: just people coming caleb, echoing: people coming…

caleb ducks back behind a corner mid-fight & says “nein nein nein"; repetitive speech

caleb later ducks back behind the same corner & says “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it”; Big Autistic Mood

coin-counting!!

E6:

[abruptly] “well, my social anxiety is getting the best of me. i’m taking a walk. goodbye” + brisk exit

“sorry, my curiosity gets the best of me, always”; blurts out questions

caleb realizes belatedly that his question abt alfield giving them extra coin was callous, goes “it’s asking a bit much, i was too forward”; low empathy

“i’’m sorry, it’s very noisy in the shop. what did you say?”; APD

the whole conversation in the shop caleb is just–super blunt. “i’ve been on the road a long time and i’m carrying a smell with me, if you cannot tell" “to the point, i like it” “i don’t mean cheap shit” “well, it’s a barn, ja?”

caleb, on being reminded that people are dying: maybe i can put [turning frumpkin back into a cat] on hold, although i really hate to (emotional support animal + Different Is Bad + low empathy)

“we can do both, but there is a timestamp on the people. we should take care of the people first, because then we’re increasing how much gold we will bring in, because if they die then we will not get as much money for them if they are alive”; low empathy + extreme practicality

E7:

“yes, handle this [grievously injured] child, but then we’re very curious to ask a couple–i’ll shut up”; [sing-song voice] low empathy……

caleb: you know, it’s funny, because only about 30 minutes ago i also had a bird, but he was obliterated beau: oh, that’s right caleb: it was very sad. i’ll bring him back tomorrow shakaste: thanks for that caleb, oblivious: he and i, we are [crosses fingers] like that

E8:

jester: well, she’s mostly known for her hmm-hmm-hmm. outside of that, her voice is amazing, you should hear her sing caleb: what does that mean? jester: what does what mean? caleb: hmm-hmm-hmm

E9:

feel like it’s worth noting this is the episode where beau tells caleb “maybe you would know what we’re up to if you went along with the group for once!” & from there on out p much invariably caleb makes it a point to step back & go along wherever the group wants. so–internal rule!

“i’ve got to stop complimenting you, it does not lead to good moments” + immediately walks away

beau, shouting: he said enTHUSIASM! caleb, jumping & cringing: ohH jeez!!

caleb sees that yasha is uncomfortable w/jester hugging her & does an Understanding Nod; yasha says, “i’m very uncomfortable with human touch” & caleb goes “i feel like i know you better now”; reads as Same Hat

gets angry at jester. swipes mud down his face in a wordless fuck-you. doesn’t rly align w/any specific autistic traits but listen. listen. does that seem like the kind of thing a neurotypical would do? i don’t think so.

E10:

molly pins caleb to the wall & caleb does not make eye contact or speak

caleb gets stuck for a bit repeating variations of “who kicks a cat?!?!”

[manwithoutaspleen]

@aldieb I HAVENT but now that I’m thinking about it.......

Caleb I feel like could go a lot of directions but I’m feeling double major in physics and English bc he loves books and reading but he’s also interested in time and space and that kind of stuff, plus he seems like the kind of guy who would have two totally different majors bc he’s genuinely there to learn about what he’s interested in and that’s it!

Beau didn’t want to go to college but her father made her go to his legacy school and she’s sort of a history major, she hasn’t declared yet but she’s been taking a bunch of those classes just bc she took her history pre reqs and then just kept taking more of them bc she got used to the profs and the department so why not??

Jester is a religious studies major with a focus on the formation of new religions, which is how she’s introduced to this new religion focused on the traveler and loves it?? She also does a little bit of everything for extracurriculars - draws satirical comics for the school newspaper, tutors in math, is in the school play. She’s got a ton of energy and she knows everyone and everyone loves her!!!

Fjord is interesting, I think he took some off btwn high school and college to work so while everyone else is in their junior and senior years, he’s a freshman even though he’s around their same age so he’s also working through his reqs. For him the goal was just to get to college and get an education for better opportunities and he’s not quite sure what to do now that he’s here, but he’s always been a good talker so he’s thinking of trying communications, though everyone (jester) says he’s so handsome he should do the theatre major and be an actor.

Yasha is also p low in credits bc she’s a part time student and sometimes takes a semester off for mysterious personal reasons so she started w the rest of the crew but is in classes w fjord more often. I love the idea of her being like on the wrestling team and everyone sees her as this big tough lady but she’s actually a fine arts major and does the most beautiful delicate paintings of flowers and landscapes!!!

Nott is a chemistry major!! She’s focused more on research and absolutely kills the lab portion of her classes. Sometimes she slips into Caleb’s bigger physics lectures and listens in bc she’s fascinated and wants to be able to help him study better so she’s actually got a pretty interesting collection of science knowledge. Caleb says she should just pick up physics as a minor but she’s actually considering psych instead bc “we’re surrounded by weirdos, Caleb, someone has to help them.”

I’m gonna include Molly bc my heart....Molly is a chronic major switcher. He really cannot help it he just has such a burning childlike sense of wonder and curiousity for the world and how is he supposed to choose just one?? Eventually he either creates an independent study option to study like the psychology of fashion or he literally gets bored of it and drops out to be a tattoo apprentice or a carnie or something.