#augustus interactions

[cfkingdoms]

@1910560

to say the crown prince had been perplexed would be an understatement. this little...dance with the hungarian guard was already confusing. ilja would seem to draw close, not close like they had been, like augustus had begun to think they were, but almost. almost. a moment of fleeting hope that, if nothing else, things between them might make sense again. and then, just as quickly, nothing. it felt like even the most mundane of conversations between them was becoming impossible. it...stung. they'd never cared this much before. never been allowed to even entertain the thought of it. and now it seemed this was all most of their thoughts were, ilja, and the way his lips had felt on theirs, the way both of them would trip, neither one fluent in the other's language but persisting nonetheless, the way he'd watch the guard's handwriting steady as short notes became more frequent. it felt like ilja existed only in their mind now, and they were being driven mad with this...this...

so when ilja had approached them they'd tried to keep their expression relaxed, even if for a moment the purpose with which he'd walked, had sought them out even as they spoke to someone else, well. it had been so unlike him. in those brief seconds the perhaps had reared up. and then he'd vaguely explained his reason for approaching. straying interest? they'd had no idea what he meant by that. oh, sure, they'd heard the stupid little rumor, but. surely ilja knew they didn't..? nevertheless, they'd excused themself and gone off with him, seeking some semblance of privacy. "ilja, what is this about?" there was no point to be subtle. they had no way of knowing how long they would have. "if you've been informed of some interest of mine, i would most certainly like to hear of it. it would be a surprise to both of us, or myself at the very least."

[cfkingdoms]

"Oh, I'm sure in his own mind it makes perfect sense. He gets what he wants, and the two of you will get tired of arguing and settle into a cold indifference. A royal happy ending." Their hand waves flippantly. Their father certainly wouldn't be making matches for the sake of love. They don't even know if he knows what that feels like. He isn't heartless, but such is the expectations of a king, they suppose. "And King Malcolm will likely blame William, so we'll break even. Honestly, though, if he continues to be this unreasonable, I can...see what I can do. Give him a pep talk, threaten to dangle him over a balcony, whatever works."

They and Eawyn had not had nearly as much trouble, but things had been so different. They'd both been young, neither of them familiar enough with the idea of romance to know exactly what their marriage could cut them off from. Kitty didn't have that luxury, and Augustus couldn't help but wonder if perhaps William was in a similar place. He's, what, twenty-eight? Somewhere around there. They were both at points in life where they likely knew what they'd want if they could have anything. And...perhaps Augustus had finally arrived at that point themself. They can't help but chuckle about the situation with the Dowager Queen. "Quite honestly? I couldn't tell you. The two of us have had the occasional conversation. We're both widowed, each with a child of our own, I can only assume some hopeless romantic was especially blind to the obvious."

"In mind...perhaps not for marriage. I've done the pomp and circumstance already. But, yes, alright, there is someone. I was, ah, hesitant to mention him too soon." They exhale, hands fidgeting. Kitty is going to call them an idiot at best for this, they just know it. Twisting the ring on their left pinky back and forth, a nervous habit they'd picked up in their teens and never quite shook, they continue. "You have not heard about him because he is...a guard. We've...I've...God, Kitty, at my age it sounds so ridiculous to say I've never felt this way about anyone before but I really, honestly, haven't. He's-- he's kind and he's earnest and Winnie's absolutely enamored with him and perhaps I've been a bit too interested in observing the training grounds when he's there but, Lord above, I'm only a man."

Well, if that was the case, their father had hit the nail right on the head. She and William were enemies now, and closer than ever. “Of course you wouldn’t. You would realize forcing two people who can’t stand each other to get married isn’t exactly a great way to foster peace.” Katherine knew she shouldn’t criticize their father’s thinking when he could stumble across them at any moment but the cover of night made her feel secure enough to voice such thoughts. “We’re going to end up screaming at each other at the altar, and then it’ll be my fault this ‘alliance’ failed.” 

The whole situation was a mess, botched from the start, but it did not erase her sympathy for Auggie’s situation. They had already been through this, only to face a tragic ending she hoped would not be repeated. Going through it again would be a particularly cruel fate. That they could face it with jokes was something she respected; they were stronger than she was, or very good at pretending. “Yes, yes, you’re perfect,” she joked back, “I can only assume he was after a full set when they had me, and our brother…” Her smile grew. “An accident, poor lad.” He wasn’t, of course, and she loved him dearly, but teasing her siblings was a favorite pastime, even if they weren’t around to defend themselves. 

“I did hear that little rumor,” Kitty mused, “What gave people the idea that the two of you might be… something?” Unless Auggie’s preferences had changed in the time they’d been in Scotland, she knew there was little to no truth behind it, but all rumors had roots somewhere. It wouldn’t be ideal, but if the two were friends… she pushed that thought away immediately. Friendship, she’d learned, was not the basis for a happy marriage. 

“Your choice? So you do have someone in mind then?” Ignoring all mention of deflection and sabotage, Kitty leaned forward, eyebrows raised. “Who? How did I not know about this?” 

[smallpapers]

so, like, what are we?

[anneangel]

The way Watson in Victorian-era canon says "oh, god, yes! Take me to one of your dangerous cases!" goes like this:

“Well, I don’t like it, but I suppose it must be,” said I. “When do we start?”

“You are not coming.” (Said Sherlock).

“Then you are not going,” said I. “I give you my word of honour, and I never broke it in my life, that I will take a cab straight to the police-station and give you away, unless you let me share this adventure with you".

The way Sherlock in Victorian era canon says "I need a partner!" and like this:

"I think that I had better go, Holmes." Said Watson.

"Not a bit, Doctor. Stay where you are. I am lost without my Boswell. And this promises to be interesting. It would be a pity to miss it."

"But your client --"

"Never mind him. I may want your help, and so may he. Here he comes. Sit down in that armchair, Doctor, and give us your best attention." (...)

"If not, I should much prefer to communicate with you alone." Said the client.

I rose to go, but Holmes caught me by the wrist and pushed me back into my chair. "It is both, or none," said he. "You may say before this gentleman anything which you may say to me."

And other:

With an apology for my intrusion, I was about to withdraw when Holmes pulled me abruptly into the room and closed the door behind me.

"You could not possibly have come at a better time, my dear Watson," he said cordially.

"I was afraid that you were busy."

"So I am. Very much so."

"Then I can wait in the next room."

"Not at all. This gentleman has been my partner and helper in many of my most successful cases, and I have no doubt that he will be of the utmost use to me in yours also." [explains Holmes to the client].

The stout gentleman half rose from his chair and gave a bob of greeting, with a quick little questioning glance from his eyes.

"Try the settee," said Holmes to Watson, relapsing into his armchair and putting his fingertips together, as was his custom when in judicial moods. "I know, my dear Watson, that you share my love of all that is bizarre and outside the conventions and humdrum routine of everyday life. You have shown your relish for it by the enthusiasm which has prompted you to chronicle, and, if you will excuse my saying so, somewhat to embellish so many of my own little adventures."

[cfkingdoms]

closed // auggie & will // @gxst

drag him here if you must. that had been their exact words. they hadn't been entirely sure what to make of william, not really sure what to think of any of the scottish brood, quite honestly. not very sociable, were they? and though they'd held their tongue around their parents, they'd kept it no real secret this betrothal sat uneasily with them, and only worsened as kitty lamented how impossible he was to deal with. they're quite aware that, as far as betrothals go, theirs to eawyn had been lucky, and it made sense kitty might hope for something similar. and the more she complained, and the more they, ah, perhaps got a bit nosey about the situation, the more...familiar this felt.

but, sure enough, the prince seemed to have all but locked himself in his chambers for the last month, and augustus was past the point of waiting on him. they needed to speak to him, sooner rather than later, as if they were correct --which by now they were almost certain they were-- they were a much better voice to hear on this matter than kitty was. and so they'd...less than politely requested he be brought to them. whether he walked in of his own accord or was marched in like the child he was acting like, it made little difference to them.

when he finally does appear, of his own volition or because he's been told he has no choice they don't know and quite frankly they don't care, they don't get up to greet him. call it rude. call it acting in kind. "william." they do nod to him, though, motioning for him to sit. "i believe it's well past time the two of us have spoken. i will be the first concede my sister is not the most sympathetic ear. she understands these things are complicated, but the extent these can complicate for...us, is something beyond her."

[lichenbug]

some doodle pages i did of all my lil fursonas :3

[valeria-flint]

Starter for: @augustusxxrookwood Where: Flint/Vanity wedding

Augustus Rookwood. A man Val didn’t know very well, but he had always been around in the past. She knew he was a good friend from Emma’s brother. She knew he wasn’t bad to look at. She knew he was one of the very few people she hadn’t been flirting with in the past. Time to change that. Hence the fact that she had made her way up to the man, stopping next to him. “Augustus Rookwood. Have you been enjoying yourself at this wedding so far?”

[bens-moms-are-lesbinems]

augustus: your mother’s dead

sebastian: what?! oh my god!

augustus: she’s not. we’re getting divorced, though.

[nero-draco]

[pinkpcny]

“ you want to know what i think ? i think you should get fucked, ” a bitter laugh paired with a cold display, so far from the boy of charm he’d once been. “ you abandoned me at the first sign of trouble because you clearly care more about public perception than any kind of real loyalty. ”

[cfkingdoms]

"Thinks she knows, as she thinks she knows most things." Augustus nods, smiling a bit ruefully. "I suppose that's a bit my fault." They don't pretend not to spoil her, even if for now they're still managing to hold firm to their no blades rule. They wanted her to find something she actually enjoyed, didn't want her to just drop archery because there was something shiny and new to try out. She's too much like them for her own good, too hyperfocused on what she wants in the moment, likely to ignore all else when her attention shifts.

They nod at the question. The amount of time she's spent learning now sounds like a while, but she'd been so distractible in the beginning. Actual discipline with it had come later. "She has one, yes. It's been...perhaps a year and a half now, but she knows well enough she's not meant to practice by herself. Reinforces her mistakes." They motion to where Winnie's occasionally hitting the target itself, but mostly managing the outer rings. They have a hard time telling her no, but they don't struggle to show her when her insistence gets in her own way. "I can tell her that all day. She needs to see it for herself."

Despite having a young daughter herself Dagmar did not know how to speak to children. They could not even give a guess as to how old the little girl was- older than Anneliese, they could tell that much, but not by how much. "How long has she been practicing?" she asked, stopping her feet next to the other parent.

"Thinks she knows?" She may not know children, but Dagmar certainly knew archery- and the girl's shaky hands and inability to hit the target seemed to say she did not. "Does she have a tutor?" A child of what, five? Eleven? Dagmar had been younger than both ages when they began learning.

[ahearthoficeandstone]

Do you have some fun facts about the main cast you can share with us? Thanks!!

Sure, I'd love to share some facts about the characters!

Empress Dalia

She killed her father for the throne, it was for the best really.

She's a perfect 8ft tall, about 244 cm for the rest of the world

Her magic is air and storm based.

Edela

She is engaged to her childhood sweetheart. The only person outside of immediate family she respects.

Accidentally turned her tutor into paste when her gravitational magic first manifested, it happens. She could level a large city easily these days, but she's never had reason to do so.

Augustus

Dragons are his favorite creature, he hopes to meet a true dragon one day.

He loves the ocean, he's rarely gotten the chance to see it due to Aea being land locked. Swimming is his favorite activity.

He doesn't have a favorite sibling... but if he did it'd be Diedre. He loves them all but they were nearly inseparable when Diedre was born.

Camilla and Camillo

Only one of the twins can use magic, I'll let you guess who.

Camilla is the older one, Camillo claims he's the older one.

They are both trans, they just kinda switched at some point and nobody ever mentioned it.

Aurora

Aurora does a lot of needlework in her spare time. She also weaves silk, she's not great an expert at it by any means but it makes her happy.

She only gets along with her brother Sigonia, all her other siblings were competition to her growing up.

Arielle

Poster child for daddy issues

He likes scents, especially of people he likes (platonic or romantic)

Uses nicknames a lot... totally not cause he forgers most peoples names or anything.

Asrani

Taught themselves how to read as a kid.

Studied under of the best mechanical geniuses of the world's current generation. A woman who will go onto being the reason wartime laws will need to be created. These mad scientist tendencies have rubbed off on them for sure.

Is probably an insomniac, if they could get away with not sleeping they would.

If I had to put down a red flag ro, it'd be Asrani. They have obsessive tendencies that would bleed into any romance.

Ambrose

She used to stare into the sun as a way of worship, only thing stopping her from continuing is the fact that you can't see the sun in Aea.

She has a little 'book club', Laika is of course a member. Diedre is too, though nobody knows how she's gotten him to join her.

Ira

She is very protective of her remaining siblings. Venus is her honorary little brother.

She's great at math, her parents wouldn't have it any other way.

She has a rock and sea glass collection. She also has a pet rock, it was given to her as joke at first but she takes it everywhere with her.

Noel

Noel raised all their siblings as a child themselves. Still looks out for them.

They are pretty clumsy indoors, outdoors they are just fine. Dexterous in fact.

Always knows which way is north.

Their wolf familiar's name is Ragnar, a very sweet and helpful large friend.

Laika

Seren, her quail chick, goes everywhere she goes. It is a simple must.

Her jewelry collection is massive, if you ever need to give him a gift jewelry is the way to go.

Volo

Favorite colors are blue and green.

They love insects, which is pretty obvious from their mask.

Venus

Mc has actually met them before, it was a brief and fleeting moment though.

Hates eating chilled foods, unless they are sweet.

Diedre

Diedre dreams of seeing the stars one day, but that involves leaving Aea, and they don't do well with travel.

Can't stand extreme cold or heat, they are already bitter but that only makes them more pissy.

They are a hopeless romantic all things considered.

Yves

Used to work under Diedre before being reassigned to mc.

Has a great memory, they'll remember everything for you if they need to.

[meetmeafftcrdark]

augustus rookwood ( @orchidcovs ) said: is that a challenge?

– Tómatelo cómo quieras –respondió, cortante hacia el contrario.

[cfkingdoms]

Augustus does not anger easily. There are very specific triggers for anger, and they, blissfully, get to avoid most of them. This, though. "Wynflæd!" They don't reach for the seven year old, but they do stare her down, the command to get away from there unspoken but clear. They blink when the other addresses them, as though it hadn't occurred to them he might speak also. "See? Even he will tell you it's dangerous. Go." And despite their prodding, Winnie doesn't budge, at least coming out to be more visible but otherwise levelling them with a look as withered as the one they're directing at her. They sigh, exasperated.

"Apologies for the disturbance. She's..." Their hand waves flippantly, even as Winnie finds a better spot to sit, giving her a better view of the training dummies. "She likes to think herself a warrior. I've managed to keep a blade out of her hand only by sheer force of will. Keeping her from observing is another matter." They have half a mind to march her back to the castle. They had been willing to let her explore more of the festival, but they're thinking better of it. Or they might send her with a guard...and follow from a distance perhaps...But for now they stand, arms crossed, not looking at her but pointedly waiting for an apology from her they're mostly certain will not arrive.

Open || Istivan & ___

He grunted as his sword finally sliced cleanly through the straw dummy he had set up in the courtyard, his back slick with sweat and his breaths coming in harsh pants. It had been a nice reprieve from the fake niceties required of him in front of the other nobles. Here `no one would force him to be someone he was not, a wolf trapped in a gilded cage forced to roll over and show his stomach, no, here he could be what he had been born to be; a killer. Even if his victim was nothing but straw.

A crunch behind him caused him to whip around, his steel glinting in the sun as he leveled it at the approaching figure, his gaze cold and his teeth grinding against each other for a moment before he sheathed the weapon. "Has no one told you not to startle a man with a sword in his hand?" He questioned gruffly, his head shaking roughly once to clear the beads of sweat that clung to his hair. "It's dangerous."

[tommybowefuneralattendee]

i am amazed that you managed to write 10k words about two absolute fucking losers having sex. a props to your writing ability, truly

dude it being cringefail nerdloser porn is exactly what gives me so much to say

[valeria-flint]

Starter for: @augustusxxrookwood Location: The Fountain of Fair Fortune Pub, Horizont Alley

The last time that Val had seen the man in front of her, had been the morning after the New Year’s Party when she had left his house. He was a lot of fun and intrigue to be around, a difference from all that had been surrounding her lately. So bumping into him only earlier that day was a pleasant surprise for the day. Hence why they were now seated at The Fountain of Fair Fountain Pub in Horizont Alley. A drink in her hand as she leaned against the table, her body turned towards Augustus as she listened to him. She raised her glass at him. “So here’s to getting to know each other. And to me finally letting you know what I think of your reputation.”