#fjord x avantika

[old-trolley-problem]

Here’s how Avantika can still win

[nebulaahh]

M9 ship chart!

Go ham, my friends.

[thetravelerbewithyou]

One of the best moments TO THIS DATE on Critical Role was Matt as Avantika FLIRTING with Travis as Fjord in front of a live audience of a couple of thousand people.

Yall.. Episode 37 is a treat!

[mountainofschist]

Sometimes I feel bad for Avantika because she was just a pirate living her best pirate life when a group of randos killed part of her crew and stole her ship but she decided to give them a second chance. She even began a relationship? with one of them only to be betrayed by them and get killed. Then I remember she wanted to release a god-like leviathan class eldritch being on the world and I don’t feel so bad.

[georgecostanzaatemysoup]

No offense to the Fjorester fans (that kiss sounds really cute) but I was hoping Fjord and Avantika would bone.

[randoimago]

CR Campaign 2 Masterlist

Note:

I write for all the characters (player ones and NPC’s), I’m just including the characters that I have already done requests for. So if you see a character missing then I just haven’t had anyone request anything for them yet.

Any request for Caduceus is Platonic!!

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The Mighty Nein

Changing Forms // Part 2 :: Oneshot

C2 Guys Comfort Reader After Nightmare

Reacting to Circle of the Crimson Druid // Part 2

Mind Controlled S/O Fighting Them // Part 2 // Molly

S/O Takes A Hit and Needs To Be Revived  // Part 2

ADHD S/O Struggles with Paying Attention and Wanders Off // Part 2

Reader Is Eager to Know About Them + Loves to Dance

Their Reaction to Reader Sleeping with Lucien

S/O Being Freed of Feeblemind

S/O Singing to Remember Things

With an Artist Reader

How They Treat a Chubby S/O

With a Reader That Bakes For the Group

How They Hug :: Platonic

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Beau

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Caduceus

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Caleb

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Fjord

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Jester

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Molly

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Veth / Nott

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Yasha

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NPC’s

Artagan

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Avantika

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Essek

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Lucien

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Taglist:

@unhelpfulnpc​

[hayleyolivia]

Bringing this back for no particular reason... 😏

(Pardon the old art and the spelling errors)

[trickfootpike]

Who’s got one awesome shot?

[khazzman]

Waiter: What may I get for you today sir?

Me: Hmmmm I'll take some Fjorester if you have it...

Waiter: And how would you like that?

Me: Romantic.

Waiter: Very good sir. And may I interest you in some Fjord/Avantika, lusty with a drizzling of distrust?

Me: Oh yes, please!

Waiter: Of course, sir.

[averagemrfox]

Getting some fjorester feels from this song and uhh ouch I feel angst in this chili’s tonight

We were young, dumb, taking our chance

And making romance and breaking our promises

Trying to be and failing miserably, but am I too late

Or hearts to your spades? If I don't suit you

Then what do you want from me?

So we're not written in the stars but I'm okay with that

I'm okay with anything

[loveisalwayswise]

Ask game 🦄✨ to fit your blog theme!

I thought this was going to be an easy ask game but it's already the first one and I'm struggling to choose ahsdjhsdjhasjdha.

🦄 Favourite M9 polymorph: There have been so many great M9 polymorph moments that it's hard for me to pick a top five, let alone my favorite one. So you're getting two because I have no self control: Caleb polymorphing into a T-Rex during the last Avantika battle (the visual of a T-Rex on a ship is great) and Fjord polymorphing into a T-Rex during the VM x M9 battle (that was so cool).

✨ Favourite M9 spell: I 100% believe that Counterspell is one of the sexiest spell, and for me it's even sexier when it's Fjord casting it. Fjord counterspelling Cree so that she couldn't Dimension Door??? Sexy. Fjord counterspelling Trent so that he couldn't Dimension Door??? So fucking sexy.

[saphirered]

Late Night  Caleb Widogast x reader

*You got in the splash zone of a fireball and have a good post battle talk with the caster assuring him it’s not his fault you got hurt*

The fight was turning and not in your favour. Two away from the main fight. One down. You use your staff to swing at your opponent and deflect a blow from another with the other end. Behind you you saw Fjord looking between you and the unconscious wizard on the docks. 

“Go! I’ll be fine!” You shouted swiping the legs out from under one of the crew members. Within a second Fjord teleported away and started making his way toward Caleb. You started going the same way too but on the gangplank you were met with the Captain herself. She came at you with her rapier and you just managed to avoid the first hit but the second one cut into your arm pretty deeply. You’ve had much worse though but with the ship behind you and Avantika in front you couldn’t really go anywhere. She kept attacking you but you managed to hold your ground landing some good hits yourself but the fight seemed far from over until a red light shot out from the far docks hitting the ship. The heat of a fireball burned at your side and you were flung off the gangplank barely making it onto the docks. Avantika seemed to be fine and just out of range but now you were far enough away from her. Grunting you got up, your entire left side of your body tingling, scorched red and bleeding. It wasn’t as bad as it could have been had you been at the centre like some of the unlucky crew members but it still hurt a good bit. You ignored the pain and as the Captain looked behind her to see you get up with a smirk and a wave taking a sprint as far as you could until you were stopped by guards. You held up your hands in surrender and just followed along with the others. 

From your position you could see Caleb standing frozen in place eyes glazed over arm stretched out as the guards grabbed him. Though from what you could see, the wizards wouldn’t be in the right mind to cast spells any time soon. Everyone went along and you were begging the gods the plan worked out and Beau and Jester got the book to the Plank King.

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Everything had worked out fine in the end… at least as well as to be expected and the Nein now had ownership of the Squalleater and were back on sea with their crew, all banished from Darktow. The sun set a few hours ago and you took watch as you felt like sleep would not come to you easily anyway. Jester and Caduceus had been able to heal your injuries but you still felt like you had taken a dive off a cliffside onto the rocks. You stand on the deck watching the sky, the sails blowing in the wind and into the vast darkness of the never ending sea, Darktow now far behind. Stuck in your own world you don’t hear Caleb getting onto the deck and pick a spot far away from you staring into nothingness. Deciding it’s time to try and get some sleep you get up but seeing the wizard sitting at bow of the ship looking at the partially scorched masts and deck fiddling with something between his fingers you decide against it after all. You walk over and sit down next to him. He doesn’t respond beyond the brief pause of his motions let you know he knows you are there.

“If you want me to leave you alone I can go.” You look at him expecting some sort of a response, words or not but you got none. Waiting a little bit longer you eventually get up. Half up a hand wrapped around your arm so you sit back down in a comfortable silence. You know, to an extend what he had been through and what happened in Darktow triggered some bad memories. Caleb would talk if he felt like talking so you’d wait patiently and you stay with him night and day if it means he’d utter even a single word. He’s suffering and sometimes someone just being there can make even the tiniest difference. At least, for you it had in the past. Hours pass and you gather from the sky you are but hours away from dawn though only Caleb can confirm your estimate more precisely. Your mind starts wandering again looking at the sky, the endless seas ahead but you are pull out of your thoughts by the wizard speaking. 

“How?” Caleb breaks the silence. The word came out raspy and ridden with guilt and pain, eyes still trained on the scorched ship. “How can you still look me in the eye let alone sit next to me knowing what I did to you?” A pitied frown creeps onto your face as you tried to formulate an answer. You feel bad for him but that doesn’t change the way he’s feeling. 

“Because it was never your intend. Because sometimes accidents happen. Caleb, you might be one of the most intelligent people I’ve ever met but you can’t know everything. You can’t control everything no matter how hard you try. You didn’t know I was there and to be honest, if you hadn’t cast that spell I’m sure I’d be dead right now with my head on a spike or weighed down by some rocks at the bottom of the sea.” You turned to face him. “I’m alive aren’t I? I’m still here and I’m still kicking. That’s what counts.” You softly put you hand on the side of his face and turned it away from looking at the fading burn marks now no more than a bad sunburn thanks to the clerics. 

“I don’t want to lose anyone else. I don’t know why even the thought of losing you hurts so much. I can’t afford to lose someone else.” He’s conflicted. Caleb never truly cared about who lived or died. Sure he’s grown attached to the Mighty Nein but wouldn’t hesitate to run should it come to it. At least, that’s how it had been. He’s changing, experiencing things he hadn’t felt in a long while. A sense of belonging, friends maybe even family. He’s not alone anymore and while that comes with many perks, it also came with risks and downsides to the way of life he has grown so accustomed to.

“It hurts because you are a good man, Caleb. It shows you have a heart and care for those other than yourself.” You reach for his bandaged hand but don’t touch until he places his hand in yours. You give his hand a squeeze and guiding him slightly to the side so you can see his expression.

“I’m anything but a good man. The things I’ve done, I’ll never be a good man.” He looks down at your hands and you bit your lip. Despite his hunger for learning and broadening his mind he is stubborn and changing his mind is as difficult as getting Nott to give up alcohol.

“I’m only going to tell you this once so listen carefully.” You encompass the hand you’re holding and move to unwrap the bandage. To your surprise he doesn’t stop you and turns his arm to make it easier for you to do so. “You feel that pain? That guilt and regret and heartbreak tearing at your soul? Don’t wallow in it for it will not serve you well. You carry your mistakes and regrets with you and they will weigh you down like bricks. You use your bricks to build but your actions will determine whenever you are building a palace or a prison. Only you can make that decision but know you have the potential to create a better tomorrow for everyone.” You remove the bandages from his left arm and moved on to the right. Caleb keeps his focus on your hands as you work. While your hands may be weathered and show the years of labor and harsh circumstances  your touch is soft, careful and deliberate like a porcelain painter, delicate and precise with fragile material. 

“These scars? They are part of you but they are not all you are. You are so much more than your past, Caleb.” You trace the scars on his arms. His eyes focus on your every movement.

“You want revenge on those who wronged you and hurt you like they did and continue to do so many others and I swear, if that is what you desire, what you need I will help you do so but do not let it be your undoing. You use your guilt and anger and mistakes and you use them to drive you but do not forget your compassion, kindness and desire to right your wrongs and remember why you are on this path. You are not alone anymore. Empires rise and fall by the actions of one. Imagine what a bunch of assholes trying leave a place better than they found it can do to the world.” He finally looks you in the eye and you can see the turmoil trying to calculate and process what’s going through his mind. The Caleb always quick witted and charismatic seems to have problems finding words.

“Thank you… For everything.” He trails off. You start picking up the bandages to wrap his arms again. “No leave them… For now at least.” He traces over one of the more prominent scars. 

“Only told you what you undoubtedly already knew but are just to stubborn to accept, you idiot.” He musters a smile at your comment and breathes in deeply.

“A bunch of assholes changing the world? I like the sound of that.” 

[humble-wayside-flower]

“Is this the freedom you seek?”

Like the waters you live upon, and traverse, that shift and bend and exist to move around whatever blocks their path, or hold stalwart against those that would wish to defeat it. Do you wish to be like this ocean?

“Do you trust the skies above? The portents of nature? That I may try best to warn and keep you safe on these journeys?”

“I can’t think of a greater way to spend the rest of my days.”

                                                                                              ~Ep 112

“As you bring the sword back around, you see yellow energy shimmer from the water around Fjord and it collects and runs up through him…You all watch as the runes pulse upon the Star Razor, the blade itself seems to almost extend an additional inch and a half. You watch as additional runes that previously were not visible on the blade begin to appear on the outer edge of the base of the blade…They pulse. Fjord’s yellow eyes flash…As the blade impacts and cuts through the body, you just see the swing. All the energy streaks through, and there’s a moment where it’s just calm and still in the darkness below. 

Avantika doesn’t react. 

The blade itself now goes dark.”

                                                                                               ~Ep 113

Episodes 100 - 134 Spotify (X)- Liner Notes Under Cut Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 ____________________________________________________

End Credits- Pirates of the Caribbean on Stranger Tides by Hans Zimmer (Every sailor needs a great sea monster battle, and Darktow’s Dragon Turtle doesn’t disappoint.)

Instrumental

Nassau Shores by Bear McCreary (The Mighty Nein arrive on the island of Rumblecusp to find a whole village of people they weren’t expecting. The denizens of this island are strange, dreamy folks, and it doesn’t take long to figure out magic is at play. Still, the island holds a strange charm to it, an irresistible mystery.)

Instrumental

The Water’s Fine by The Family Crest (It is a being of pure consumption. It takes and takes and takes, tangible items, and worse so, the intangible memories of who you are, where you came from, and your very name. You offer up your sword, knowing full well it something that it cannot take. You’ll have to deal with that later, but in the meantime, you plan, and try to hold on to what you cannot take back so easily.)

You say your heart is found, and motion to the sound You hold yourself against the wake, you say the water’s fine Save me from this life I have made

Photograph by Radical Face (“The entire dome becomes filled with pale, mostly translucent, pale, amber-colored scenes of The Mighty Nein in all of their time together, just floating like little spectors through the dome…and then sprinkled amongst that…Fjord with a crew of people, not a captain, but amongst a crew at sea…”)

Instrumental

Fits and Jumpstarts by Michael Giacchino (For a bit they come to a near standstill. They’re gun shy, and who could blame them? Nearly losing Caduceus does nothing to assuage that, or to prove their hesitance unwarranted. Still they prepare. Eating a heroes feast on the bow of a ship in a grotto that shouldn’t exist, and all the while Traveler Con looms in the near future.)

Instrumental

Blood // Water by grandson (Still, for all their fits and starts leading up to this moment, they make short work of Vokodo, though not before it imparts a terrifying vision. A ravenous city, screaming, nine eyes, and all the while your blood mixing in the water with that of the creature just slain.)

Look me in my eyes Tell me everything’s not fine Oh, the people ain’t happy And the river has run dry You thought you could go free But the system is done for If you listen real closely There’s a knock at your front door

Take Care of Yourself by Maisie Peters (Jester and Fjord discuss the moral quandary of the Village of Vo and its intersection with Traveler Con. “…I don’t really care about 200 other people. I do care about you. So as long as you’re getting what you want out of this, you’re not being forced into being something that you think you need to be for him, then you can do whatever you want to. And I, and we, will all back you up…One last thing. You can tell us if something happens when you speak with him. Last time it seemed like you carried it for a long time. You can tell me. I’ll listen.”)

All these things we hide behind Let’s not do that, you and I Take a breath and take your time Hold my gaze and we’ll be fine

On the Beach by Bear McCreary (For the first time in ages, a lead on Sabian presents itself, and with a great deal of consideration he takes it. Kotho is a little strange—cagey even—but her devotion to seeing through a decade old bounty is enough to make him hand over 200 gold. If anything comes of it, he’ll have to wait and see. Perhaps this is just another manifestation of the faith he is learning to cultivate.)

Instrumental

Raise Hell by Dorothy (Sometimes it isn’t that deep. Sometimes you just fight a T-Rex in the middle of island jungle because its cool and you need to feed an island of people, and that’s enough.)

Young blood, stand and deliver No need for a queen affair Young blood, gotta pull the trigger When the whole world running scared Somebody gotta, gotta raise a little hell

Fair by The Amazing Devil (“You know when someone makes you feel a way that you don’t think you have any right to feel or you never thought that you might?...I want Jester to be happy. I do feel very strongly for her, but I also know that when this all began, her affections might’ve been based entirely on whimsy. I don’t know…I almost don’t want to know, just like it….I want to do the things that people are scared of and solve them or do whatever anyone else needs to do. But I hope she’s a part of that.”)

“I’ve seen enough,” he says, “I know exactly what I want And it’s this life that we’ve created Inundated with the fated thought of you And if you asked me to, if you asked me I would lose it all Like petals in a storm”

Shooting Star by Ilan Eshkeri (At first it seems to go well. That against all odds she has pulled off this wild plan. And then suddenly everything is wrong. He They almost lose her. He They almost don’t can’t get to her in time. Down they come, floating gently over a raging volcano, and against all odds they have pulled this off. It’s too close. He holds her close. “You need to let go. We will catch you.”)

Instrumental

Prelude by The Oh Hellos (The Nascent Nine Sided Tower. Fjord has never had a permanent home, and while the tower doesn’t always exist in the tangible sense, the love behind it feels as solid and permanent as the ocean he sails upon.)

Instrumental

All About Us by He is We, Owl City (The little porcelain unicorn isn’t planned, but it makes her so happy. Dancing around a dance hall in the heart of Rexxentrum, Fjord and Jester dance around their own feelings for each other. And if the unicorn is a bit silly, so what. He’d make himself look silly a million times if it makes her happy. That has always been enough for him.)

Suddenly I’m feeling brave Don’t know what’s got into me Why I feel this way Can we dance real slow? Can I hold you? Can I hold you close?

This Isn’t Right by Hans Zimmer (The grave is empty. He was useless to do anything when Molly was killed. He wasn’t even present when he was laid to rest. And now he is standing here once again, feeling as if the earth has shifted under his feet with no warning.)

Instrumental

Oceans (Where Feet May Fail) by Elenyi (“You remember the feeling of that ocean breeze on your skin and remembering all the times when you were younger, that moment when you emerge onto the open sea and the unbridled possibility that lies before you. And that feeling comes to you in this moment as well.” Fjord takes his Oath of the Open Sea, a promise to the Wildmother to be like the ocean, stalwart and ever changing, and to trust that nature will protect him as he protects those around him.)

And I will call upon your name And keep my eyes above the waves When oceans rise My soul will rest in your embrace For I am yours And you are mine

Stampede by Bitter Ruin (Avantika returned. He is not prepared, and though she very nearly gets away with the Cloven Crystal she sought for, he is able to end her once and for all. A flash of light in the middle of the cold dark ocean, and she is finished. The Star Razor Exalted.)

Not gone back, back, back Not gone back with that knife I see To invade my chest Break me at best tear up at me But I will not function I don’t live life for loving you

In the Hall of the Mountain King by Edvard Grieg (A building sense of dread in the remote outpost of Balenpost, culminating in the sudden and unexpected death of Lady Vess Derogna. He does his best to improvise a sense of ease in the moment, something to keep the group moving forward with no suspicion from their guide, but the sickening unease lingers as they head out in the frozen landscape.)

Instrumental

Tend Your Flock by The Dear Hunter (The Mighty Nein finally find Lucien and the Tombtakers. An inverted bastardization of the pack of weirdos from the circus so long ago. It is eerie and uncanny to see a friend back from the dead, but no longer a friend at all. Simply the vessel that looks like him, filled with something altogether familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. A tense truce is reached as both parties decide, if not to work together, to at least not work against each other for the time being.)

Instrumental

7 Hours Ago by Honeywater (Fjord and Jester check in with each other in the wake of everything that has happened since arriving in Eiselcross, and in doing so continue to dance around these feelings they both share. The people they were when they first met, are not the people they are now, but some things must be dealt with before new things can bloom. Soon my love, soon.)

I’ve sailed across the ocean blue Fire and brimstone just for you To speak those three words loud and clear Speak away this cloud of fear Shadows fall and sun shines Through all the way to me and you

I’m over Here Are You There Too? By PigPen Theatre Co. (He almost loses her again, and this time he does nothing to stop it. By the time he realizes something is wrong, it is over, leaving behind an irreversible mark of time passed in an instant. The time for waiting is over. “Can I kiss you?” He asks. Yes, she answers. It is small in the face of everything they find themselves in the middle of, but it is /theirs/.)

Come, take me by surprise Push me in the eyes See if I survive Hey its me love I’m over here are you there too?

Exorcism For Cello and Malaria by Worrytrain (The first descent into the labs of Aeor, and the terrors that lurk within it. Monsters and forests of flesh. The ever present feeling of being watched.)

Instrumental

Novels by Rusty Clanton (In the wake their first kiss, Fjord and Jester share an intimate moment on night watch. Eiselcross is cold and unforgiving, and Lucien even more so, but the two of them continue to carve out moments of tenderness for themselves. These public displays of affection are new to them both, but in the moment something clicks, as if it were always meant to be. Someday they won’t have to wait for each other. Someday this will all be simple. But for now, in this moment, they are warm and her head fits perfect on his shoulder.)

In a world of places, let’s go somewhere we haven’t gone We’ve got younger faces than our hearts are letting on And we won’t place any stock in old days Let’s save up for something new Someday I won’t have to wait for you

Howling Fjord from World of Warcraft (It is unsettlingly in its familiarity, as Fjord watches Beau and Caleb shoot up from their nightmares in the same way he once did when dreaming of being crushed and drowned. And like those dreams, a mark is left behind in the form of a red eye on both of them. The Mighty Nein have dealt with much in short span of time, but this—this is something new and altogether terrifying in its unpredictability. The only way out is through though, and understanding won’t be found sitting around in the tower waiting for it. So they set off again.)

Instrumental

Rise of the Vrykul from World of Warcraft (Another old enemy returns, this time in the form of a white dragon hell bent on revenge. Gelidon returns, almost takes Beau with him, and highlights again just how little they can trust Lucien and the Tombtakers.)

Instrumental

The Wolves by Cyrus Reynolds, Keeley Bumford (The Mighty Nein are cornered as they attempt to confront Lucien and the Tombtakers for stealing their Bag of Holding, and everything precious within it. With magic not an option, and their strength rapidly decreasing, there is nothing else to do but run. In this moment, one thing is clear. If he must stay behind to make sure the others can get out, he will. The chase is on.)

This world is slowing down How can I fight it? How can I? Listen when there’s no sound The wolves are out Yes, the wolves are out

[mountainofschist]

Fjord was told to consume so he deep throated a sword and ate Avantika out

[commic-jester]

fjordy for the character ask!

favorite thing about them: himbo energy <3

least favorite thing about them: again, love him so i can’t really pick but i’m gonna have to say that one time with avantika??? iykyk

favorite line: this is more travis but “two shit throws in a row can’t get any fuckin worse” *immediately rolls a nat 1* or!! “you need me more than i need you. give it back.”

brOTP: wildbros my beloved

OTP: fjorester my beloved!!!

nOTP: cad x fjord my detested <3 cad is canonically aroace <3

random headcanon: ace n trans fjord my beloved-

unpopular opinion: his southern accent was really fuckin good actually, i have no idea if that’s unpopular but it sure is an opinion

song i associate with them: sex with a ghost by teddy hyde or any sea shanty really

favorite picture of them:

[sparxwrites]

Re: post/635064857521160193; the member of the Mighty Nein with the most knowledge of sex ed/BDSM etiquette is probably Jester. "Oh my GAWSH Molly haven’t you ever heard of aftercare?!" (Also what is the equivalent of the stoplight system in a world with no stoplights?)

Okay, here’s my issue with Jester knowing anything about how relationships work: canonically, she doesn’t.

Jester knows a lot about the physicality of sex, and of the kinds of things people can do with/to one another (and there’s a whole other post there about how, as much as I love Marian, bringing a child up in a brothel where she is capable of watching her mother have sex from a young age is child neglect, if not outright abuse, jfc), she has absolutely no idea about the interpersonal aspects of it.

That’s what BDSM etiquette is - interpersonal stuff!! Aftercare, pre-sex negotiations, during-sex negotiations... that’s all things that consensual partners do, not because it’s sexy, but because it’s part of being a person interacting with another person. It’s part of negotiating each other’s likes and dislikes, deciding on the compromises you’re going to make because you like X and they like Y but you’re kind of ambivalent about Y and they’re actively a little squicked by X. 

And prostitution/escorting (along with other forms of sex work, though if actual physical sex isn’t involved then the difference is less obvious) is not being a person interacting with another person or being in a relationsip, at its core. It’s being a person providing a paid-for service to another person. Marian provides a service to her clients, sells a fantasy, and is paid in return - and, as a result, the sex she has (whilst she seems like she has the power and muscle back-up to be choosy with her clients and set her limits etc.) is not about things we as two partners want to give and get from one another, but about things the person who is buying my time and sexual attention wants to get from me.  Sex work is work, which means it’s a job, it’s labour. 

Which, honestly, is probably why Jester’s ideas about how actual relationships work are so fucked up. Transactional (or, for that matter, pornographic) sex does not remotely mimic how sex works (or should work) between two consenting partners in a real-world context. Irl consent is earned through (amongst other things) good behaviour and a willingness to negotiate and compromise, whereas in transactional sex consent is earned through the handing-over of money. So whilst watching transactional sex gives you a good idea of how it works physically (tab a goes into slot b, tongue goes here, fingers go there, body positioned like this, ropes are involved, whatever), it deprives you of all that relationship-adjacent context of how to approach someone you find attractive, flirt with them, negotiate with them, set boundaries, etc. etc. 

My ongoing rant about how unbelievably fucked up Jester’s childhood is aside, I’m genuinely not sure which of the Nein would be most likely to have good sex/BDSM etiquette. My instinct is Nott, actually? On the basis she had a whole-ass husband in a relatively normal community and upbringing setting. Beau.... maybe also a contender, on the basis she seems to have slept around a fair bit with like. Normal People, for a given definition of normal.

Yasha had a wife, but in some crazy rules-based tribe thing, so I doubt they had stuff about safewords and SSC. Fjord is a sweetheart but also I don’t really get the impression from the Avantika thing that he has any idea how anything more than a quick and relatively vanilla fuck works. Cad doesn’t fuck/hasn’t fucked, so he’s right out.  And Caleb was a kid and then a state assassin, so I shudder to think what his libido has been warped into (jk I’ve written several fics about how delightfully fucked up he is, I love thinking about it).