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Still life study (reference on top left photographed by Ron Colbroth)

Process under the cut

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i read your thoughts on caleb n i agree to disagree abt the drugging part i don’t think he drugged us drugged us but gave a stronger dose of those type of medicine that knock you out when ur sick so u don’t cough urself awake he used that since we were sick and used it to his advantage sigh i just got mad when he didn’t let us save the poor boy and giving him to lucius 😡😡

I personally don't think that makes it any better since he did still make her drowsy on purpose 😞 but its okay it comes with the yandere territory

I was also pissed when he didn't save the boy but hopefully we will save him in the main story in future updates.. Hopefully 👾

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I was so focused on playing through all the incidents with caleb in abyssal chaos that i failed the deduction in battle from lack of codes 😭 IN EASY MODE 😭😭😭

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what if i drowned in my own tears infold. What then

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Took me like 3-4 days but I finally finished the main story!! I had to play through rafayel and xavier's branches too or it wouldve taken less time to unlock caleb

Here are some of my thoughts on Caleb so far

Homecoming Wings spoilers under the cut (TW: discussion of manipulative behavior)

I got mixed feelings over caleb tbh I see why people are uncomfortable with the story and definitely think the chapters required a warning for drugging and isolation and all the other stuff

I had to take a moment breathe when I finished the chapter where MC got locked up in the hospital and threw water at caleb bc that was SOMETHING

On the other hand I'm definitely impressed by how bold infold writers got with this!! And how good their display of manipulation is in their writing for him

I'm also curious as to how (or if) they're gonna give him a redemption arc but I'm also not sure if he needs one bc he feels like a fully fleshed out character (it's to be noted I haven't played any content of him aside from main story and text messages yet)

Like he's definitely (100%) a red flag but he's also not completely yandere (at least from my understanding of what a yandere is) because he was willing to leave MC's life if that's what she wanted instead of caging her to him regardless of her wishes

And he also knew he was being manipulative and apologized about it but still went on and did the things he did

I was triggered at first from the drugging, isolating and manipulating MC but their relationship (and characteristics) as a whole seem so complex and multi layered I still have no idea what I think of him yet

I'm shocked by how he's portrayed but also. I'm so fucking intrigued holy shit 😦

Their dynamic is so interesting to me because of how complicated it looks

And my feelings towards caleb as a character I would personally like or not are also mixed but I am (somewhat) into the whole dark romance thing going on

Like I definitely dislike (hate, even. I've never gotten so mad at a character as i did when I read the hospital scene and how tense things got, especially for MC) the shit he did but I also can't help but like him

Safe to say I have a headache from every thing going on with him but I like it

I still think infold shouldve given a warning for these chapters regardless of whether I like him or not

PS I love viper dude is truly enjoying the tea surrounding caleb and mc 😭

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I was sobbing over the main story until this diva came along 😭🙏

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I see some people want to be tagged on this series so if I post a continuation I will tag them!! Don't worry if I haven't replied to you, I see you and I will tag you

Reverse isekai... Caleb... Cat...

Caleb loved you more than anything in this world. 

Or at least, that's what you would've liked to imagine if he was real. But he isn't. And you're not in a pixelated little world called Linkon City and none of your hopes and dreams about having a happily ever after with your military husband and childhood best friend were coming true. 

You stared at the fanfic left open on the phone screen, wishing to see your husband in your dreams to ease the ache of loving someone you could never have while in your loneliest moments. 

If only he could be real. If only he could become real from Astra knows what power and fall in love all over again. With you this time instead of the MC who seemed to resemble anything but you. If only. Too much to ask for, yes, you know. 

No, he wasn't real, and no, he wasn't there to fall in love with you as you did with him. And you had your own life to live and work to do and tough times to get through on your own tomorrow. And the day after. And the day after that. 

So, leaving you no other choice, you drifted off to sleep as the delusion shattering ache in your heart seeped in.

-

It was raining. You opened up your umbrella next to the entrance of your workplace, greeting your coworkers goodbye. You were tired. Your brain was fried from working since morning and you felt like the walking dead. 

The thoughts of cooking something up for dinner made you feel like flopping down on the sidewalk you were walking on and passing out. You had the free will to do that, of course, but the rain pitter pattering along with your dragged steps only reminded you of all the cleaning you would have to do after practicing your so-called free will. 

The street lights turned on and you continued onward, just a block away from your home. 

As you walked by an alleyway, your heart almost jumped out of your chest at the sound of metal clashing onto the ground. You froze, holding your breath as you turned around. 

You waited. 

One beat. Two beats. 

Nothing. 

And then, there it was again, the sound of something thuding around. 

Without thinking, you made your way towards the source of the sound, your heart bearing in your ears. A dumpster came into view. 

Something, or someone, seemed to be struggling inside. You called out. 

“Hello..? Is anyone in there..?” Your voice trembled. 

No reply.

You slowly got close to the dumpster and opened the cover with shaking hands. 

Widened blue-pink eyes with a pair of black ears and tail stared up at you through the piles of garbage. 

“What the fuck?”

-

The cat jumped out of your hold as soon as you entered your home, shaking off water from its fur and scampering away from you as fast as it could while you were struggling to put down the wet umbrella. 

“Okay, rude? I bring you home with me to avoid the guilty conscience that would follow tomorrow if I found you dead from the cold somewhere and you pay me off by drenching my floorboards!”

You let out a frustrated sigh. 

He silently watched you from a corner of the room as you made your way to the kitchen island to wash off your hands. 

“Make yourself at home, I guess..” You mumbled, more to yourself than to him. 

I have a cat in my apartment. What now? 

-

First and foremost, it was bathtime. You were NOT about to let a stinky ass wet fur ball run around your home. 

You tried to pick him up again but he bolted around the living room, paw pads making skittering noises in the process.

After about 10 minutes of running around, you gave up, standing defeated. You called out to him as a last resort. 

“I just want to give you a bath. Please.”

“Mreow!” He protested, sitting on top of the kitchen island. 

“Fine. Whatever. Live with the stink all you want. I'm tired and you're taking up my gaming time.” You rolled your eyes. 

Maybe leaving him alone for a while will ease him a little.. You hoped. 

And so, you turned around and sat down on the couch with the TV remote in hand, ready to open YouTube and rewatch the same goddamn trailer for the 100th time. 

[Love and Deepspace | Caleb's Trailer]

-

He didn't know how he ended up here. One moment he was feeling immense, needle pricking pain across his entire body, the next he was in a dumpster. With paws instead of hands. And the world seemed thrice as large and intimidating. 

Well, At least I have shelter from the rain for now.. Though I feel like a wet rat. 

He watched the girl settle down on the couch. 

I wonder how long I can stay here. I need to figure things out..

Then, he heard something that caught his eye. 

“What, you don't recognize me?”

He stared at the video playing on the TV screen. 

“Did you honestly think I would always be the kind hearted boy from your childhood?”

His ears perked up, all pointy, and his eyes widened. 

That's me. 

He watched as the figure on the screen bit an apple as lightning flashed in the background. 

That. Is. Me. On the TV. 

A/N: Interest check? Very self indulgent... Kinda, sorta, really wanna turn this into a one-shot fic maybe... Haha.. Ha.. But I'll have to play through all the content released in the past few months.. 😭

Wrote this half asleep someone bonk me to sleep please

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cat caleb….everything i didn’t know i wanted 🥹

Confession time: I reverse-isekai-catify every single character I hyperfixate on in my daydreams 😔 try it once and there's no going back

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I'm officially gone the photo booth update has me ascended

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Cat Caleb reverse isekai is something I never thought I'd need

ur sleepy brain is amazing I NEED more (no pressure thou)

I can't believe my first ask on Tumblr.com is about a hot apparently dead (and pixelated) military man who gets unpixelated (and unmilitary-ed) and becomes a wet rat who stinks up your whole apartment

All jokes aside though when I get down to it I at least want to write the part where reader and (lovingly) rat Caleb start interacting one on one and his little cat quirks show up and his reaction to him being a hot pixelated military husband in reader's world 🤛😼🤜 (I also got some lore planned... Ehehehhehe)

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Reverse isekai... Caleb... Cat...

Caleb loved you more than anything in this world. 

Or at least, that's what you would've liked to imagine if he was real. But he isn't. And you're not in a pixelated little world called Linkon City and none of your hopes and dreams about having a happily ever after with your military husband and childhood best friend were coming true. 

You stared at the fanfic left open on the phone screen, wishing to see your husband in your dreams to ease the ache of loving someone you could never have while in your loneliest moments. 

If only he could be real. If only he could become real from Astra knows what power and fall in love all over again. With you this time instead of the MC who seemed to resemble anything but you. If only. Too much to ask for, yes, you know. 

No, he wasn't real, and no, he wasn't there to fall in love with you as you did with him. And you had your own life to live and work to do and tough times to get through on your own tomorrow. And the day after. And the day after that. 

So, leaving you no other choice, you drifted off to sleep as the delusion shattering ache in your heart seeped in.

-

It was raining. You opened up your umbrella next to the entrance of your workplace, greeting your coworkers goodbye. You were tired. Your brain was fried from working since morning and you felt like the walking dead. 

The thoughts of cooking something up for dinner made you feel like flopping down on the sidewalk you were walking on and passing out. You had the free will to do that, of course, but the rain pitter pattering along with your dragged steps only reminded you of all the cleaning you would have to do after practicing your so-called free will. 

The street lights turned on and you continued onward, just a block away from your home. 

As you walked by an alleyway, your heart almost jumped out of your chest at the sound of metal clashing onto the ground. You froze, holding your breath as you turned around. 

You waited. 

One beat. Two beats. 

Nothing. 

And then, there it was again, the sound of something thuding around. 

Without thinking, you made your way towards the source of the sound, your heart bearing in your ears. A dumpster came into view. 

Something, or someone, seemed to be struggling inside. You called out. 

“Hello..? Is anyone in there..?” Your voice trembled. 

No reply.

You slowly got close to the dumpster and opened the cover with shaking hands. 

Widened blue-pink eyes with a pair of black ears and tail stared up at you through the piles of garbage. 

“What the fuck?”

-

The cat jumped out of your hold as soon as you entered your home, shaking off water from its fur and scampering away from you as fast as it could while you were struggling to put down the wet umbrella. 

“Okay, rude? I bring you home with me to avoid the guilty conscience that would follow tomorrow if I found you dead from the cold somewhere and you pay me off by drenching my floorboards!”

You let out a frustrated sigh. 

He silently watched you from a corner of the room as you made your way to the kitchen island to wash off your hands. 

“Make yourself at home, I guess..” You mumbled, more to yourself than to him. 

I have a cat in my apartment. What now? 

-

First and foremost, it was bathtime. You were NOT about to let a stinky ass wet fur ball run around your home. 

You tried to pick him up again but he bolted around the living room, paw pads making skittering noises in the process.

After about 10 minutes of running around, you gave up, standing defeated. You called out to him as a last resort. 

“I just want to give you a bath. Please.”

“Mreow!” He protested, sitting on top of the kitchen island. 

“Fine. Whatever. Live with the stink all you want. I'm tired and you're taking up my gaming time.” You rolled your eyes. 

Maybe leaving him alone for a while will ease him a little.. You hoped. 

And so, you turned around and sat down on the couch with the TV remote in hand, ready to open YouTube and rewatch the same goddamn trailer for the 100th time. 

[Love and Deepspace | Caleb's Trailer]

-

He didn't know how he ended up here. One moment he was feeling immense, needle pricking pain across his entire body, the next he was in a dumpster. With paws instead of hands. And the world seemed thrice as large and intimidating. 

Well, At least I have shelter from the rain for now.. Though I feel like a wet rat. 

He watched the girl settle down on the couch. 

I wonder how long I can stay here. I need to figure things out..

Then, he heard something that caught his eye. 

“What, you don't recognize me?”

He stared at the video playing on the TV screen. 

“Did you honestly think I would always be the kind hearted boy from your childhood?”

His ears perked up, all pointy, and his eyes widened. 

That's me. 

He watched as the figure on the screen bit an apple as lightning flashed in the background. 

That. Is. Me. On the TV. 

A/N: Interest check? Very self indulgent... Kinda, sorta, really wanna turn this into a one-shot fic maybe... Haha.. Ha.. But I'll have to play through all the content released in the past few months.. 😭

Wrote this half asleep someone bonk me to sleep please

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Sometimes I like to think about how babygirl all the LADS love interests are. Like not just rafayel or xavier. All of them are so babygirlable I love them

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I lost. I LOST IM REINSTALLING IT i cant find a single good reference for what i want to draw 😭 why did i uninstall i fucking knew i will end up succumbing and drawing rafayel eventually even if it took me almost an year

And why does it have to be RIGHT after i uninstalled 😭😭😭 the wonders of the human brain

I officially uninstalled LADS a few days ago 💪😔🍤 the gacha part was gachaing a bit too much im too broke for this

Im still excited for caleb’s release though so might just reinstall at some point for the story who knows, i dont usually watch gameplay if i can just experience it myself but i think ill stick with watching this time as much as i love interacting with the characters and playing mini games bc ive never had burn out from a game before as much as i did with LADS unless ive played through most of the content (which i haven’t in this case)

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100% gets bullied by kids on roblox too 😭 imagine betraying your people for your lover only to suffer while playing roblox together (peak romance)

I headcanon that Rafayel is a religious dress to impress hater but he keeps on playing because he want to “show them what REAL fashion is” and has the best fits every round but keeps on losing to some default fit ass player and rage quits and returns again and again (canon event MC can’t interfere (she definitely does NOT join on her alt account and give him 5 stars each round))

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I officially uninstalled LADS a few days ago 💪😔🍤 the gacha part was gachaing a bit too much im too broke for this

Im still excited for caleb’s release though so might just reinstall at some point for the story who knows, i dont usually watch gameplay if i can just experience it myself but i think ill stick with watching this time as much as i love interacting with the characters and playing mini games bc ive never had burn out from a game before as much as i did with LADS unless ive played through most of the content (which i haven’t in this case)

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I headcanon that Rafayel is a religious dress to impress hater but he keeps on playing because he want to “show them what REAL fashion is” and has the best fits every round but keeps on losing to some default fit ass player and rage quits and returns again and again (canon event MC can’t interfere (she definitely does NOT join on her alt account and give him 5 stars each round))

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I know this is cliche af but bear with me please I beg :(

I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you…

The only words on his mind as he looked at you.

Capitano wondered how he got here. With you sleeping soundly in his arms, the warmth of your shared home seeping into his tired bones, the smell of freshly cut roses on the nightstand. If someone showed his younger self the life he was leading with you now, he would've thought he was dreaming.

He couldn't help but hold you closer as he remembered all that he had lost. All that he had seen. The stench of blood, screams of horror and helplessness surrounding him in the endless memories. Or nightmares. He wasn't sure anymore.

His mind was muddled and lost to time before you found him. You gave him an anchor. You cleared his vision. And here, in this moment, as he felt your torso move up and down as you breathed, he couldn't help but think that every breath you took was keeping him alive.

He never imagined he would find peace in his cursed lifetime. And yet, the unspoken promise of eternal love and rest between you two made itself more prominent as he spent his days with you.

I love you.

A promise.