#beauregard lionett imagine

[gwendolynnderolo]

the mighty nein is the greatest group for multishipping ever. all of them have had crushes on at least two other party members. they all flirt with each other constantly. half of them are canonically polyamorous. they all match each others freak to an insane degree. i love them so much

[mountainfucker69]

they know god (but i know you)

[mini-minish]

jesties day out ✨🌂🧁

[chiakery]

Fic idea: Jester and Beau become friends and exchange letters way before their first meeting.

Little Jester, bored and lonely in the golden cage that is Lavish Chateau, writing a letter and slipping it into a crate that's going to be sent to some far away place.

Half a continent away: young Beau, recently taken by Cobalt Soul, angry and trying to break every rule. She's trying to steal something, because maybe then they'll send her back. Or maybe she will be able to exchange these goods for gold and get the fuck away from this shithole, start a new life somewhere else. Instead, she finds a letter written on pink paper and signed with a heart made of glue and glitter.

Zeenoth catches Beau but doesn't send her away. There's only more training and studying and punishment. He takes Jester's letter and destroys it but Beau remembers. And one day, when someone helping with the Archive's post owes her, she sends a response.

It's short. Brash. Written on normal paper with the dullest, black ink.

When Jester gets it, it becomes her greatest treasure.

Jester writes back (she has the address now), Beau steals the mail before anyone else sees it. They start to talk.

It's not ideal. Weeks pass between letters because of distance. Their worlds couldn't be any more different. They couldn't be any more different.

And yet, Jester's letters are what helps Beau keep going. She hides her favourites in a secret compartment under her bed, rereading them when everything feels like too much. These letters are one of few reasons why she still smiles. They remind her that somewhere out there there's open sea and pastries and nice people.

And Jester is overjoyed to have a real friend. Someone outside Chateau, someone clever and funny and with really good prank ideas. Someone who somehow can curse better than the sailors Jester sometimes eavesdrops on.

(She tells Bluud some of Beau's curses. Never before has she seen a minotaur blush.)

Time passes and they talk about everything. Well, almost everything.

Until one day Beau gets a letter saying that Jester has to leave Nicodranas and Jester doesn't know when she'll be able to write again or where she's going to go but don't worry because the Traveller will for sure help and everything will be fine and...

That day, Beauregard runs away from Cobalt Soul.

[crazywolf828]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: F/F

Fandom: Critical Role (Web Series)

Relationship: Beauregard Lionett/Yasha

Characters: Beauregard LionettYasha (Critical Role)

Additional Tags: Smut, Shameless Smut, Public Sex, Blow Jobs, Alley Sex, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Alpha Relationship, Alpha Beauregard Lionett, Alpha Yasha (Critical Role)

Summary:

"Beau, you have to keep quiet if you don't want them to hear." Yasha mutters lowly, right next to her ear. To say Beau hadn't expected to be dragged into an alley and roughly pushed against a wall in broad daylight would be a lie. She had been teasing Yasha all day, not so subtle touches here and there, watching mismatched eyes darken with intent. Yasha never said anything though, never made a move while they were surrounded by their friends, by a literal festival. But Beau knew it would only be a matter of time before she couldn't hold back anymore.

[songofwizardry]

thinking about beauregard lionett again (when am i not?)

specifically i am thinking about tj like. what are they like once he's older? she is kinda responsible for getting his (their) father locked up. he is the child they replaced her with. that's not... really the most conflict-free of setups

like don't get me wrong i love the fics where they reunite and beau gets to be a part of his life in a lovely way. i'm just... thinking.

like. you can love someone intensely but you still gotta figure it all out and. how does beau learn to be around him, when he's a reminder of everything she wasn't? does TJ see thoreau as he grows up, and if he doesn't, how does he act when he learns she's the expositor who landed him in prison? if he does spend time with thoreau (even if he and clara separate), how does thoreau's input colour his opinion of beau? how does beau reconcile that they were probably treated pretty differently – maybe not better or worse, but certainly different – by their parents, and how does that feel?

idk i'm just thinking about Them. maybe i need to write this.

[finished-ink]

Y'know, I wonder if Beau doesn't fuck with Laud cuz of the Crying Ghost in the Tree Incident™

The Duality of Marisha

[critter-genfic-events]

This week, we have nine fics dealing with Grief or Mourning -dealing with the losses in the recent episodes of Critical Role, older losses, and imagined losses still in these character's futures. Check them out beneath the cut, and remember to comment and kudos if you like them!

divorce the first by Ink_Beneath_Her_Fingernails (3496,Not Rated) Warnings: Brief mentions of Molly's death, but it's not a focus. Pairings:

Common is the only language all of the Nein share, but it's not the first language of any of them.

Reccer says: There's such an aching sense of longing and grief and mourning in this fic that leaves you with the feeling of an old pain, almost too small to bother dealing with, not that you even could, but every day it sticks around like a rock in your shoe. It manages to slip under your defenses in a way fiction about things like death can't always do, while still touching on loss. There's also some really excellent development of worldbuilding and Wildemount here.

Proud by awaytobeunshaken (557,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Beauregard Lionett & Caleb Widogast

Beau isn't sure how to feel after her father's death. Caleb tries to comfort her anyway.

Reccer says: I liked it

a white and soundless place by BeatriceEagle (7064,Teen) Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death Pairings: Una Ermendrud & Caleb Widogast

A portrait of grief, from either side of the thing.

Reccer says: Una and Leofric feel like people, rather than saints.

psychopomp by hydraxx (3357,General) Warnings: Pairings: Essek Thelyss/Caleb Widogast

Essek comes back to visit Blumenthal over the centuries after Caleb dies, while a long series of local innkeepers observe his mourning process.

Reccer says: It's a really sweet look at how Essek processes losing one of the people important to him, with background worldbuilding!

A Wisdom Without Face or Name by violettressed (17280,Teen) Warnings: major character death Pairings: Caduceus Clay & Jester Lavorre, Jester Lavorre & Essek Thelyss, Artagan & Jester Lavorre

Jester Lavorre spends a lifetime learning how to let go.

Reccer says: A great fic if you need a cry - there's little sparks of humor left by everyone being in character that make the entire thing even more heartfelt

Things to Do in Whitestone When Your Best Friend is Dead by untropicalisland (3038,General) Warnings: major character death Pairings: Ashton Greymoore & Laudna, Percival "Percy" Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III & Ashton Greymoore

Ashton tries to make sense of FCG's death while the party regroups in Whitestone following their return from Ruidus.

Reccer says: Ashton and FCG's relationship was so great, it's nice to see something that's got Ashton processing their death. And the Percy and Ashton's dynamic is pitch perfect and *chef's kiss*

Synonym for Tragedy by thetickingclock (1060,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Orym/Dorian Storm, Fearne Calloway & Orym & Dorian Storm, Dorian Storm & Cyrus Wyvernwind, Dorian Storm & Dariax Zaveon

Dorian and his brother. The music is different now.

Reccer says: Beautiful and haunting

like wildfire, it starts in my chest by ellis (ellabellachicketychella) (1523,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Dorian Storm & Cyrus Wyvernwind, Dorian Storm & Dariax Zaveon

If this is grief then the poems got it wrong-- or, i love how dorian's grief is rage so much. i wrote a little about it

Reccer says: A brilliant character study of Dorian after episode 93

To hold, to cut by thetickingclock (1665,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings:

A series of vignettes about the coping with grief through shared work

Reccer says: It felt true

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Next week, we'll be focusing on Fjord Stone! Know of something focusing on his backstory, or maybe his interior life during the campaign, that orphanage heist that happened after? You should rec it!

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[burningdarkfire]

[table for four]

"This is kind of really weird," Beau said. Now that they were out of the bed, she was feeling that awkwardness settle in deep.

imagine me presenting this proudly to you and saying "i wrote this for the bit"

Rating: T Relationships: Astrid Beck/Eadwulf Grieve/Beauregard Lionett/Yasha Nydoorin Characters: Beauregard Lionett, Yasha Nydoorin, Astrid Beck, Eadwulf Grieve Words: 1130 Posted: 22 Dec 2024

[beatriceeagle]

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Fandom: Critical Role (Web Series)

Relationships: Beauregard Lionett & Caleb Widogast, Beauregard Lionett/Yasha, Essek Thelyss/Caleb Widogast

Characters: Caleb Widogast, Beauregard Lionett, Bren Aldric Ermendrud, Original Male Character(s), Yasha (Critical Role), Essek Thelyss, Astrid Beck

Additional Tags: canon compliant through Mighty Nein Reunited, canon inspired through Echoes of the Solstice, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, technically this is kidfic in both senses of the term

Chapter: 5/24

Summary: Six months ago, Beau adopted a teenager who loves the Cobalt Soul, but can't stand her. Ten minutes ago, Caleb accidentally summoned his own teenage self into his living room. So you know, they're both going though some shit.

At least Caleb's got experience befriending novice monks with attitude problems. And Beau's got experience befriending Caleb.

Chapter Summary: Bren makes friends; Caleb window-shops.

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Bren was ready to go well before Caleb the next morning. Caleb couldn't imagine he was excited to visit the Cobalt Soul—Ikithon's descriptions of the organization had always been dismissive at best. He guessed that Bren was simply eager to be out of his company. The feeling was mutual.

They ate a much simpler breakfast than the previous days', just barley porridge that Caleb had set to simmer overnight. They didn't look at each other while they ate. The short walk to Beau and Yasha's passed in silence.

Jasper answered the door. "Beau's finishing her coffee. You can come in."

He was doing a bad job of pretending not to stare at Bren. The impulse was entirely understandable, but it made Caleb's skin itch. He did not want Bren in this safe, cheerful home.

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[grayintogreen]

WIP WEDNESDAY

Hello gang! I am about 8k into what's going to be a MASSIVE chapter, so I'm not too far in yet, but I'm getting there! In the meantime, here's a preview:

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Beau chewed on her thumbnail as she stared at her board in the library, now laden with new observations that seemed sporadic and random and yet definitely seemed to be becoming more and more like the Pattern that Lucien had sketched out that one day. The new addition of Nerida alongside her connection to Alder Allard and their connection to Jayne put a lot more into perspective, but it still didn’t explain any connection to the Somnovem.

She scribbled a note about the abyssal anchors on a small gap on the board and tapped her chalk-dusted fingers on the amulet around her neck.

“What d’you think, Lu?”

Lucien’s voice in her head sounded miserable- it had been awhile since he’d been trapped in the gem, so she couldn’t blame him for it, though she suspected it went much deeper than that. He’d just been hit with a massive onslaught of new information and none of it made any damn sense.

”I think someone wanted me to hurt and I can’t imagine why.”

“The way you talk about the Somnovem and how they act around you-“ she could feel Lucien flinch, “- maybe you were always being groomed for this.”

”I think that much is obvious, Beauregard.”

“I’m just saying… There’s your Somnovem connection. These people, for whatever reason, wanted you to be driven to become the Nonagon. The question is why you and why do they have so much skin in the Somnovem’s game.”

”Excellent questions, both, aye.”

He wasn’t going to be any further help in this. She found herself irritated by it, even knowing that wasn’t fair. It was easier to be annoyed at him for not being helpful with what could finally crack the secrets to this fucking ordeal and save himself and Molly than it was to focus on the real elephant in the room.

Tomorrow they would be headed to Kamordah.

She wanted nothing more to throw herself into her work and let it consume her utterly until she was nothing but facts and figures and puzzles to be sorted out. If her head was buzzing with information then maybe once they arrived in her old stomping grounds, she would have a shield worthy of catching whatever barbs her dad wanted to throw her way. She could keep herself focused on what mattered and ignore what didn’t, because Thoreau Lionett didn’t matter.

Right.

Family mattered- that was the tragedy of having family. The fucker had done the unthinkable and sold her to the Cobalt Soul and somehow weaseled out of punishment for it and as much as she wanted to be able to hold her head high and walk into his house and laugh in his face about how stupid he was to think someone wouldn’t have clocked him, she knew better. That he was clocked was a lucky break and he still got away with it. Even seeing him embarrassed and disgraced wouldn’t derail the truth.

And yet he mattered. She wanted to find something in him that proved he’d realized his mistake and was willing to apologize. It was a thought that was going to get her hurt and she knew it and that was why she wanted to do everything in her power to avoid thinking about it.

The chalk snapped between her fingers and Beau stared at it with all the confusion of a child that had only just learned it had the capacity for destruction. She let the pieces fall to the floor, uselessly and ran a hand down her face without consideration for the dust on her fingers and exhaled. “It feels like we’re just chasin’ our tails.”

Two hundred pounds of Blink Dog materialized out of thin air and hip-checked her onto the ground. She hollered as she fell, trying to catch herself, but only ended up in a defensive crouch as Rock began to assault her with kisses and whining. Her protests only seemed to make him more enthusiastic about licking her to death.

Yasha’s heavy footfalls preceded her suddenly yanking him off by his collar and cooing at him in Sylvan until he became a rigid obedient and model dog, albeit one panting and smiling like Beau was the greatest thing in the world in his eyes. She shot him a smile and rubbed the dog spit off her face with the back of her hand. “Hey, buddy.”

Rock whined, pawed the ground in a little dance that toed the line between wanting to be obedient and wanting to leap onto her again. He looked to Yasha for permission and she placed a hand on his head and rubbed the soft velvet of his big ears. “Shh shhh it’s okay.” She dipped her head, apologetically, at Beau. “Sorry.”

“Nah, don’t be. I think he knows when I’m stressed.” To show no hard feelings, she cupped Rock’s muzzle in her hands and rubbed the thin fur around his face. In return, he licked the last of the chalk dust off her nose. “You should get him one of those emotional support dog vests.”

“He’s been really good with the Clays,” Yasha shrugged. “He wore Clarabelle out.”

Beau moved her scritches to Rock’s chest and his tail thumped excitedly on the ground. “Caduceus’s family seems… Nice, right?”

Yasha cocked her head to the side the same way a puppy might. “Yeah, I think so. They’re, um… Not like him? I guess he’s dad is a little bit.” She frowned deeper. “I dunno what I was expecting.”

“A bunch of Caduceus clones, all of them, like, spouting insightful shit and being wise and perceptive and, like, self-righteous in a way that’s almost charming?”

“Maybe.”

“Families contain multitudes, I guess.” She winced, realizing that in trying to talk about Caduceus’s family, she’d opened the door to talk about her own. Desperately, she fumbled for a change in subject and landed on someone else’s bullshit instead. “Hey, speaking of that… Lucien, when you were in the Run, did you, uh… Talk to Ophelia?”

Lucien’s sigh filled her head the same way smoke fills an empty room. ”No. I had better things to do.”

“Like pining for us?”

”I wasn’t pining. I was bored.”

“But are you?” Yasha piped up. “Gonna talk to her, I mean.”

He fell silent again for a long moment. ”When I have something to say to that woman, then perhaps. She left me behind because someone offered her a better deal than bein’ my mother. I feel like despite it all, I managed a better deal than bein’ her son. We don’t owe each other anything. She’s not worth all the hate I’ve got in my black heart for others. She was just as much a pawn in this game as I was. I don’t have to forgive her for it, but I recognize that whether fate or gods or nightmares have surrounded me my entire life, they would have pushed her out, eventually, had she stayed. Obviously, I inherited her survival instincts.”

Beau could only dream of being that practical about her family. Never before had she considered she might be jealous of fucking Lucien. She blew out a long breath that made a pbblt sound against her lips. “Not to use you as a hot potato, Lu, but I’m gonna pass you off to somebody else for a tick, so I can have some alone time with my girl.”

“Well, at least you’re being polite about it,” Lucien deadpanned. ”I wanted to talk to Cree anyway.”

“You got it, boss,” she deadpanned right back.

[pocketgalaxies]

caleb: *sees this happening and ignites the barrel with scorching rays*

nott: BEAU THAT WAS AMAZING HOW DID YOU DO THAT WITH A THROWING STAR???

beau: I THINK THESE ARE MAGIC THROWING STARS. I THINK I BOUGHT MAGIC THROWING STARS

"i look at beau and say 'beau! repeat after me! FLUFFERNUTTER!!!'"

"FLUFFERNUTTER!! and i throw a ninja star"

"wait is it on fire it has to be on fire"

"????!!!! I DON'T HAVE FIRE I USE MY FISTS"

[caspian-skye]

The Apoptosis Project: Character Voices

Hey squad, I did one of these way back in the Twilight Crusade days, but never got around to it for The Apoptosis Project. So, yeah. Here ya go:

Caspian - Kyle McCarley (9S)

NieR:Automata Best setting customizaton ever! :D

Alternatively, as weird as it may sound, Elijah Wood. His voice for Wirt has the same “not exactly nasally but almost there” sound. 

Over The Garden Wall - wirt being my introversion incarnate

Lazula - Ashly Burch (Aloy)

Horizon Zero Dawn - Helis captures Aloy - All Dialogue Choices - The Terror of the Sun

As a fun bonus, the voice of Helis (the dude she’s talking to) is the closest to Condor’s voice I’ve heard thus far. So this is about what chapter 81 sounded like.

Snow - Ryan Bartley (Rei Ayanami)

https://youtu.be/P-an-6-dbac?t=118

Makes sense since she’s heavily Rei-inspired

Moka: Cherami Leigh (Makoto Niijima)

Makoto Niijima (Priestess) Social Events 1-8 | Persona 5: Dancing in Starlight

Noxis - Gavin Drea (V/Male Protagonist)

Cyberpunk 2077 Act 1 Ending

And, since it’s Noxis, I think need to include an example of him shouting. I don’t blame Cas for being intimidated. Cyberpunk 2077 Act 1 Ending

Lilly: Allegra Clark (Dorothea)

https://youtu.be/VHohe_zkZ-A?t=175

Dorothea, in this clip. The girl with the hat.

Ichigo: Zeno Robinson (Green coat kid? IDK lol)

https://youtu.be/9R_pvj-uIEM?t=172

The kid in the green coat in this video. I’ve never seen this show and honestly I’m not even sure what it is. But the actor was just revealed for a game I’m hyped for, and I was looking up his other roles when I found this.

Rowan: Max Mittleman (Ryuji Sakamoto)

Ryuji Dub Highlights || Persona 5: The Animation

Makes sense, because they’re honestly pretty similar as characters.

Laurel: Marisha Ray (Beauregard Lionett)

Beau and the Punk Kid | Travis is Broken | Critical Role C2E88 Highlight

I’ve always imagined Laurel having the same surfer-esque accent, Marisha’s Beau voice tracks just about perfectly

[nightowlwriting]

summary: beau deserves kindness, and you intend to give it to her. (part 1/13 of the kindness series, a thematically connected series of c2/exu imagines)

word count: ≈400

warnings: allusion to beau's past, set in early c2

note: i'm only on episode uhhhh like 14 of c2 so that's what's going on here

masterlist - request - support my work? - ao3

Kindness for Beau is a strange thing.

You do your best to be kind to her in small, gentle ways. Anything more than that and she’ll do one of two things: run or confront. You don’t really know her as well as you’d like to, but you know that much, at least. Besides, you know just by the way that she carries herself and reacts to things around her, that Beau hasn’t experienced a lot of gentleness in her life.

That, you think, is a shame. Everyone deserves a gentle hand on their skin, or a gentle voice bidding them goodnight. You do your best to give that to her. When you’re traveling to Zadash, you make sure you’re next to her in the cart. You make sure to brush against her skin in a way that can’t be anything but intentional, leaving soft hands on her arm or her back. You lean against her when you’re tired, and offer her your shoulder when her eyes begin to droop. She confronts you on the first real night you spend in Zadash while Jester is at the tavern.

Beau corners you in the room you’re sharing with them both, eyes hard and fists shaking where they’re clenched at her sides. “What do you want?” She spits, her presence swelling to fill the whole room. For a moment - a brief, fleeting moment - you think you’ve made a mistake. Maybe she just lives like that and likes living like that. But you don’t back down. Just in case.

“What are you talking about?”

“Why are you… Why are you doing what you’re doing?” Her voice, deep and raspy, shakes with uncertainty and it makes you frown. She doesn’t even know how to phrase the kindness she’s receiving. Your stomach tightens and you swallow harshly.

“I’m just being kind, Beau.” You reach for her, slowly, so that she can pull away if she wants to. She doesn’t, and you take her hand. “You deserve kindness, and I don’t think you get it nearly as often as you should. Especially not traveling like we are, fighting what we fight. I don’t think you’ve ever gotten the kind of kindness that you should get.” She twitches almost imperceptibly but doesn’t pull her hand away from yours. You take that as a win even though maybe you shouldn’t, and begin to rub soft circles on her rough, battle-worn knuckles with your thumb.

“I don’t… I don’t deserve kindness, and even if I did, what kind would I deserve?” You smile, then, at the way she’s giving you a little wiggle room to continue what you’re doing. Slowly, carefully, you bring her knuckles to your lips before pressing a kiss against them.

“Beauregard, you deserve a gentle world and a gentle hand.”

[critter-genfic-events]

Alternate Meetings Fics!

Ever wonder what it would have been like if your favorites didn't meet in a tavern (or fighting some chairs?). Maybe if canon was a little darker, or sometimes a little kinder. Maybe they got to meet a little earlier, or missed their cue? Well, here's six fics that explore this behind the cut - and as always, comment and kudos if you like them!

kintsukuroi (broken pieces laced with gold) by Ford_Ye_Fiji (34932,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Caleb Widogast & Nott the Brave

AU Series where Veth rescues Caleb from Vergesson

Reccer says: Have you ever wanted early Caleb to be even more messed up and Caleb and Nott to be even more codependent? Because this is the series for you! Lots of amazing hurt/comfort

The Star and the Wildflower by devil_seabird_king (ShaaKi) (8173,Teen) Warnings: suicidal thougts Pairings: Caduceus Clay & Essek Thelyss

A series where Essek is taken to the Clays for healing as a child, and meets Caduceus then

Reccer says: Usually when you see this pairing, it's at the end of their long lives - it's really fun to see how they could influence each other as children

Deep Seas, Deep Secrets by RedTeamShark (1496,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Fjord & Jester

They’re each other’s little secret. Jester, sneaking out of her room late at night. Fjord, swimming away from the safety of the depths. (A fic where Fjord is a mermaid and Jester visits him from the docks)

Reccer says: Mermaid Fjord! Fjord making a pact for legs! This is amazing!

Precipice by faridsgwi (29215,Teen) Warnings: Pairings:

In the early 800s, the Empire conquered and annexed the Menagerie Coast. Now, as the Dwendalian military machine continues to demand fresh recruits for their war in the northern wildlands, a group of young conscripts in Rexxentrum find their destinies drawn close together.

Reccer says: There's so much here! I love the concept and the worldbuilding, and it's fun to see how and when canon will intersect with the story - and what all has changed

where the ache came from by cestmabiologie (1703,General) Warnings: Choose not to warn Pairings: Laudna & Imogen Temult, Imogen Temult & Otohan Thull

AU where Imogen was raised with her mother adjacent to the Ruby Vanguard - Imogen and Laudna meet for the first time at the Malleus Key in the Tishtan excavation site.

Reccer says: It's so fun how this plays with canon and imagines an Imogen that was raised in a much colder environment.

Otherwise by Erisette (13783,Not Rated) Warnings: none Pairings: Kaylie & Scanlan Shorthalt, Scanlan Shorthalt & Vox Machina

"Every year you've been alive is a year I could have been a better person." (Scanlan meets Kaylie when she's a baby. It changes nothing and it changes a lot.)

Reccer says: I love every character in this and the insights into them. I just would've loved for the fic to be longer!

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[featherstcnes]

at least caleb was being positive about this. well, as positive as he could be. they were entering a space of plenty of unknowns and honestly, she wasn't sure how positive she was feeling about the entire thing, but she was reluctantly optimistic. after all of the shit they'd been through? they could handle this. " definitely multiple bottles. what we're doing is not a one bottle type of thing. " hell, she'd have two bottles to herself years from now if it meant they made it out of this alive. she didn't know what tomorrow was going to bring or where they'd be months from now. but today, they were here, splitting a bottle of wine with no other cares in the world. and that? that was something beau could settle with, even just for tonight.

as caleb toasted with the bottle and passed it to her, she did the same, angling the bottle towards him and taking a long swig. " well, shit. " she said, her hand still holding onto the bottle. " you just showed me up. i was gonna go into some emotional little sentence, and you stole my thunder. " her tone was teasing, but she agreed with everything he'd said. she gave him back the bottle before speaking, watching him look out the window for a moment. " i'm glad i'm doing this with you, too. " she was always honest with him. other than yasha, she was pretty sure caleb was the only other person who she explicitly trusted with every aspect of her life.

" you're right, we do have a bottle of wine to finish. get to drinking. " she said, nodding towards the bottle. beau moved her leg from under her to instead rest her foot on the chair, holding her knee close to her chest. " oh, romantic adventures? " she said, tapping her fingers on her leg. " i have plenty of those. " she thought for a few moments, allowing herself to imagine all of the excursions her and yasha had been on. every high point and every low point. " it was good for us, i think. to get away just the two of us for a bit. could've used your ninja cats a few times to keep the mood up, but you know, it's a once in a lifetime kind of event, " she teased, a grin rising on her lips.

" we found a place in zadash, though. cute little cottage. i mean, dude, i planted flowers. i guess the unstoppable beauregard lionett is in love. " her words were paired with a grin, waving her hand slightly. " it's been really nice, though. it's cool to settle down and stuff, but i know that the little bubble we're in right now doesn't last forever. " it hadn't for her in the past, and well, knowing what she did of caleb's life, it wasn't much different for him. " hm, what else, what else... " a pause. " i don't know. isn't it kinda weird how stuff like that all kinda blends together? like, we're happy now and we do all this stuff and it's just normal now. and you know, we're not running for our lives every day. it kinda rocks. " a breath. " you have to have been up to more than just making mediocre stew, " beau started. " no offense on the food. "

Caleb grinned as Beauregard rummaged through his belongings in search of hidden wine. Her teasing comment about tucking away his alcohol drew a chuckle from his lips. "Ah, well, one must have a few secrets, ja? Keeps things interesting," he replied with a wink. As she placed the bottle on the table and inquired about glasses, Caleb waved a dismissive hand. "Glasses? Nein, I think the old-fashioned way suits us just fine. After all, we have never been ones to stand on ceremony."

He watched with amusement as Beauregard plopped back into her chair, one leg tucked beneath her in a posture that was so quintessentially her. Her words about owing him a bottle when their mission was complete brought a smile to his face, one tinged with a hint of melancholy. "I will hold you to that, Beauregard. And you are right, we will likely need multiple bottles to properly celebrate our victory." Caleb reached for the wine, deftly uncorking it with a bit of magic before taking a long swig directly from the bottle. He savored the rich, complex flavor for a moment before passing it to Beauregard.

"To the beginning of a new adventure," he said, raising the bottle in a toast before handing it over. "And to the friends who make it all worthwhile." Caleb met Beauregard's gaze, his blue eyes shining with a mix of determination and affection. "I could not ask for a better partner in this endeavor, Beauregard." He leaned back in his chair, a contemplative look settling over his features. "It will not be easy, that I have no doubt. But if there is one thing I have learned from our time with the Nein, there is little we cannot accomplish." The wizard fell silent for a moment, his gaze drifting to the window where the streets of Rexxentrum could be seen. The weight of their task settled heavily on his shoulders, but Caleb found that burden did not feel so heavy anymore, or so lonely.

Caleb turned back to Beauregard, a mischievous glint in his eye. "But enough talk of serious matters for now. I believe we have a bottle of wine to finish.” Or a couple. “And perhaps you can regale me with tales of your romantic adventures with Yasha while we drink. I am sure there are plenty.”