#caela cq

[bleedingonthepavement]

Chat do we fw this

[driedmosquito]

mfs dont even say bless you anymore they just look at u like this

[creekdealer]

Cq doodles with new brush:]

[lexasinii]

I REAAALY hate draw ching's mouth or what the hack is this <_<

[spookymoonz]

CAN YOU PLEASE DRAW CAELA X FUNFETTILLA ❤❤❤❤

Silly girls

[1-bastard-1]

[officialchimmie]

@chickenstab / @creaturefeaster

HES MY BEST OF BEST OF ALL BEST FRIENDS! Yeah her hair kept changing and I messed up chings face

[applejuiceism]

i like how this turned out, tbh!

[guyofthetowers]

fourteen hours for a redraw man fml

i know twiddle niddle isn’t that large but i think it fits more empty space soo yea

@chickenstab @doodlestab i hope you see this

(certainly was not me who asked about the “horses” definetely not)

[camwritesbooks]

Fictober Day #3: “How can I trust you?”

OCs: Ara, Cassia, Caela (POV)

Word count: 708

About: This is a bit of a continuation from my Day #1 piece about Avery and how they encountered Caela (Cassia from CQ’s mother. I know, this is getting a bit confusing). This is about how Caela and her daughter found Ara alone in the faerie forest, and it alludes to some of his backstory. This one is shorter because I was tired and I thought seeing as I wrote quite a bit yesterday I could afford for this to be a cheat day :)

Caela had only ever met a human twice in her long, long life. The first time, it had been Cassia’s father, Finnian. He’d seemed good at first, loving and kind, but he had been too controlling. He’d tried to take her skin, then told her he didn’t want her baby. So she’d gone back up north, choosing to live with the faeries outside the First Forest territory.

The second time, it had been that day in the forest too far south from the mountains, when Cassia wasn’t even a year old, and Caela had found that person bent over their dying friend on the blood-stained snow. She’d heard the gunshots earlier but hadn’t seen a soul up until that moment. When Caela had healed the injured girl Isla, she’d seen the change come about on the other human’s face. Something had dawned in their eyes, something of awe and wonder.

“How…?” the human had murmured softly.

Caela stared at them. There was something about them that was strangely… magic. As if they were human to look at, but had something inside them that was so much more. This person, whoever they were, was going to change everything… just not yet. “You will tell no one of this,” she said, “not until it is time.”

“Time for what?”

Caela had reached over and taken Cassia from her, holding her baby in her arms. “You will know when it happens. I can see it in your eyes.”

“I don’t understand.”

Caela had remembered something her own mother had once told her - a phrase that had been repeated for generations. “Everything is clearer in the eye of the storm.” In the next moment that the human blinked, Caela had disappeared into the trees.

She had never seen another human in the five years since. Usually for Caela, that wasn’t a long time. But those years, they had been different. Change was coming - they could all feel it. Cassia grew into the strongest and loveliest child, but Caela was afraid for her. There was something dark on the horizon. Something foul and evil, drawing closer and closer. So the next time Caela met someone even close to human, she knew it was a sign.

Cassia found the boy. He was lost in the forest, weak and alone. He had dark hair and a thin frame and he only looked about as old as Cassia was. When Cassia took her to him, he stood resolute and defiant in front of them, small fists clenched.

“What’s your name, little one?” she asked softly, crouching down to be at his level.

He was doing his best to glare at her, but she could see the fear in his eyes. “Ara,” he said.

“Where is your family?”

He shrugged, staring at the floor. Caela looked at him more closely, trying to feel his magic. It was there, but it wasn’t… the same. “Ara,” she said, “how did you end up here?”

“They helped me get away from her.”

“Who?”

“Her,” he repeated. She didn’t really have to ask who he meant. Caela had only had the misfortune of running in Kaliannisse once in her life. She preferred not to think about it.

“Would you like to come with me and Cassia here. We could find you something to eat.” she offered. It had only been a few minutes, but Caela had already started to feel love for this boy.

Ara glanced at Cassia quickly, then turned his attention back to her. “How can I trust you?”

“I want to look after you. And you can be friends with Cassia.” She held out her hand. “Please, come with me. I’ll look after you.”

The little boy went to take her hand but paused halfway. “You will?”

“Forever and ever,” she told him, “if you let me.”

He stepped into her arms and she lifted him up, hugging him to her. Hello, my darling. Holding Ara in one arm, she took Cassia’s hand. He rested his head against her shoulder, and she felt warm and calm inside. My son, you are my son. Let Kaliannisse do as she liked. Caela would protect her children. She would keep them safe. And no one would ever change that.

[bleedingonthepavement]

MIME CHING

I just stopped work at ColorQuest art and start drawing som gAYASS from P**N RPG😏👍

[ammi515]

Those are so silly awsome art!!

Cq doodles with new brush:]

[lexasinii]

I cant....

I just stopped work at ColorQuest art and start drawing som gAYASS from P**N RPG😏👍

[bleedingonthepavement]

MIME CHING

I REAAALY hate draw ching's mouth or what the hack is this <_<