#calenth

[spotsandsocks]

50 years of the world being blessed with your presence and I’m so so glad that the world of fandom saw fit to make you part of my life. You’ll never know just how much joy and light you bring to my life just by knowing you’re there with your unfailing positivity and heart warming vibes!

Your fics always bring such excitement and delight to my life and I can’t wait to read whatever brilliance your mind has come up with next.

The reason for the screaming Kermit is below - Cal and I had a word and decided your 50th needed marking so I have been frantically drawing a newly hatched Cal for you - I hope you love him even if he’s not as complete and perfect as I would’ve liked to make him (not enough time but maybe I’ll go back and add the missing detail later on!!!)

(He had to have Bucks blue eyes!!)

So Happy birthday once more and here is to another 50 trips around the sun! 💜💜💜

Oh my goodness!! Literally tears in eyes!!

🥹🥹🥹🥹

Look at little baby cal!! what an adorable hatchling. He is utterly perfect so no putting him or you down, as always your talent is amazing. I am so so touched by the kindness of the gift and the kindness of your words too.

I’m a lucky spot to have found so much love and friendship here and you’re a particularly bright part of my fandom world. It means so much to me you like my stories and I can share my joy of all kinds of things with you.

Thank you for being you and for being here and my pocket pal

I will wander off now to look at my present a little more

Thank you 💜💜💜😘

[stagefoureddiediaz]

[Podfic] To Fly The Skies

Podfic link: To Fly The Skies

Original Fic Link: To Fly The Skies

Author: @spotsandsocks

Reader: @stagefoureddiediaz (me!)

Cover Artist: @mistchievous

Rating: Explicit

Fandom: 911

Pairing(s): Buck/Eddie

Summary: A 9-1-1/Dragonriders of Pern AU.

Eddie’s grieving and hurt but he finds a new home and then he finds Buck. Slowly things start to get better for him and Christopher.

A story about moving forward from trauma and grief with help from the people you love and who love you back.

Or a story about how life can work out ok even when you don’t expect it to.

All the Buddie drama you’d expect ; oblivious idiots, fluff, angst, pining, getting together, eventual smut but with dragons, drama, tension and more plot than I expected when I started writing.

Length: 6:53:53

Recorded for the @911podficfest 2024!

Today is the day I can reveal all! Mist forced convinced me to sign up and take part in the @911podficfest this year, so I have spent the last few months (when I haven't been painting or writing fic or meta or sewing or doing my actual day job!) working on recording and editing!

Spotty was kind enough to give me permission to record her wonderful fic 'To Fly The Skies' and try to bring Pern Buck, Eddie and her beloved Calenth to life! I can only hope I've done it justice and that you all enjoy listening to it!

So thank you Spoty - for giving us Cal and for trusting me with recording your wonderful words and everyone else - go show the original fic some love if you haven't already 💜🐉💜

[travellingdragon]

golden Zialuth, bronze Melrenith and @spotsandsocks brown Calenth

[daffi-990]

Calenth & Buck

from @spotsandsocks dragon riders au To Fly the Skies 🐉

[hippolotamus]

OMG they're so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, so a special response for you. I greatly appreciate you letting me borrow Cal for this (he does have the best ideas after all!) If anyone has no idea what this is in reference to, then you need to go read Spotty's fic Good Knight Sweet Prince

come trick or treat!!

“Hey, Eds, look at this.”

Buck shoves his phone at Eddie presumably to show him whatever recent meme he found interesting.

Eddie takes it from him, minutely adjusting the distance he’s holding it from his face. Only because the light is dim and not because he ‘probably needs bifocals’ thank you very much. On the screen is something called a great eared nightjar. A bird that supposedly looks like a small dragon. And it does for the most part.

“Have you shown me this before?” Buck scrunches his nose like he’s trying to work something out. And forgive Eddie, he finds it adorable as hell because, well, everything his boyfriend does is adorable as hell.

“Uh, no? Not that I remember anyway.”

“Huh.” Buck takes the phone back and chews on his bottom lip.

“They just look so… familiar. Like I’ve seen something like it before.”

He shakes his head and continues scrolling mindlessly through instagram. “Probably just a weird dream I had or something.”

A few days pass, and there’s no more talk about strange birds that look like mythical creatures. Naturally, Eddie doesn’t think about it anymore. At least not until Buck wakes up, hyperventilating in the darkness of their bedroom, desperately trying to inhale.

“Hey! Buck! Look at me!” Eddie grabs him by the shoulders, meeting his gaze so he can get Buck to follow his breaths.

Eddie tries to put up a calm front, to guide Buck through the practiced inhale and exhale they’ve both had to use more than Eddie would like to admit.

“There you are.” Eddie cradles Buck’s face in his palms, noting his breathing has become less ragged but the sparkling blue in his eyes is still dark and full of something like terror. “Shhhh. Buck, I’m here. It’s okay, baby.”

“E-Eddie. I remember. All of it.”

“Remember what, sweetheart?” Eddie asks cautiously. He honestly has no idea where this is going or what could have prompted it.

“The other day, I was showing you that nightjar-”

“The tiny dragon bird thing?”

“Yeah! Exactly. And I said it looked familiar?”

Eddie nods slowly, still not sure what to make of it.

“I was dreaming — at least I thought I was — and it all came back. Eddie, I wasn’t dreaming. They were memories. The reason it looked so familiar is because the little brownish one? It looks like Cal.”

Cal??? Who the fuck is that? Eddie racks his brain but can’t for the life of him think of anyone named Cal. Especially one that resembles a dragon.

“Cal? I’m not- I’m not quite sure I follow you, Buck.”

“Right. Because you don’t remember. Yet.” As if that should make perfect sense.

Buck’s hands are gesticulating wildly while he starts to tell Eddie about — and I know this sounds crazy, Eds but you gotta believe me — the two of them in another life. That information alone is insane enough before Buck gets going about how he was a prince and Eddie was a knight and there was a whole ass dragon named Calenth. Who could talk. At least to those who could understand.

The whole thing should be positively absurd. And it is, it definitely is. What’s even more absurd is the sudden sense of familiarity tickling at the edges of Eddie’s memory. Like there’s something he should remember but can’t.

“You don’t remember any of it?” And, christ, Buck’s voice warbles ever so slightly, breaking Eddie's heart.

It doesn’t seem fair to pretend that Eddie does recall any details, so he keeps the niggling sensation to himself.

“I’m sorry, Buck. I wish I did — if there’s really anything to remember — but I don’t.”

“If there’s really-” Buck cuts himself off and Eddie realizes his mistake. Buck thinks Eddie doesn’t believe him. “Yeah, I can see where that’s all a little out there, but-” Buck licks his lips and throws off the covers. “I, uh, I think I’m gonna go to my loft tonight.”

Fuck.

“Can’t we talk about this?” Eddie pleads as Buck gets dressed, grabs his work duffel and retreats to the front door. "It's 3 am!"

“Eds, we’re fine. Promise. I just need to sort all this out, y’know? It’s- a lot.”

“Yeah, I get it. Text me when you get there?” Because what else is he supposed to say?

“I will. Love you.” Buck leans in for a gentle kiss.

“Love you, too,” Eddie murmurs against his lips, like it isn’t killing him to watch Buck leave in the middle of the night over something Eddie can’t begin to comprehend.

*

Buck is thankful for having the next two days off work. It gives him time to adjust to the influx of memories that continue to flood in. Eddie arriving, Buck hating him – and then falling in love with him – Eddie leaving again, the tournaments and stolen kisses, Buck’s birthday.

How is it that he remembers but not Eddie? It’s all clear as day in his mind, like it just happened.

During their time off he still texts with Eddie, reassures him they’re okay. He even makes reservations at their favorite restaurant and arranges for Carla to watch Christopher on Tuesday night.

There’s one more thing weighing on him before their next shift. How to prove to Eddie that it’s all real. That Buck hasn’t lost his mind. He falls asleep fully dressed, with an open browser window full of endless entries on helping someone restore their memories.

*

Near the end of an exhausting twenty-four, Eddie can only assume Buck is trying to make him remember without actually saying that’s what he’s doing. First is the blue ribbon. Then a dragon figurine. And the knight figurine. A photoshopped picture of Eddie with a beard. All casually left in Eddie’s locker or at his seat at the table in the loft. It takes everything in him to bite his tongue and tell Buck it’s not working. And he’s just preparing himself to have that conversation when Buck catches him by the gym.

“Here!” Buck smiles, bright and bubbly while he hands a plastic play sword to Eddie.

Eddie takes it, letting out a weary, exasperated sigh. “Buck.”

“I know, I know. Just- try? Please?”

How is Eddie supposed to refuse? And that’s how, in the place where they had their first ever blow up, they end up surrounded by Hen, Chim, Bobby and few others from A shift while they have a sparring session. With toy weapons.

Despite how ridiculous the whole thing is, Eddie can’t help but notice how right the sword feels in his hand. The more they swing at each other, the moves becoming more intricate, it’s as if his body leads him in a dance of thrusting and parrying and dodging. He gets lost in the motion and swears he can smell dirt and grass. That he can feel the sun beating overhead, beads of sweat trailing down the back of his neck, even though it’s well past sunset.

Finally he sees it. A weakness in Buck’s stance. He doesn’t know how he knows that, but he does. Eddie lunges forward, causing Buck to overcompensate and fall to the mats where Eddie instinctively aims his sword at Buck’s throat.

Buck simply grins up at him, not seeming to care that he lost.

“You remembered.”

[phrgie]

Two posts today :) We have to welcome teenage Calenthe (photobombed by his brother in both pictures). The beginning of generation 2!

[winniebell]

wait oh my god I just remembered I actually have four ocs I’ve been saying I have three this whole time:

Tin and Willis (just made them up) 

Calenthe/Evermore (just made her up too) 

And Honey (Hollow Knight)

[winniebell]

jumping in cause this seems like so much fun!! This is Calenthe (Evermore before her decent) I think she would hand out the best candy :)

open invite for anyone else!!!

PICREW TAG GAME TIME!

Make your oc going out on Halloween night and then after get home! Here's Ariya!

Going out:

Home:

(She still has one earring in and makeup on her face, buuttttt, Giyu gave her the jacket so its worth it 🤭)

Picrew Link

Tagging: @obanais-koibito @stellapuffs @kitkat-moon

@larz-barz @call-me-chips @matthew-knyshait

@giyuus-little-helper @giyuuswifey @kanaokanzaki-op

@evakokoro @warringwarrioridiot @nothingtoseehere1-2-3

@ackie-slays @arce-is-lost @misty-sees-you-hehe

[runawaycarouselhorse]

(Magical Princess Minky Momo Episode 9)

[tpchicken7]

I don’t think it’s too much to ask for that first note of the song Jaskier writes about the fall of Cintra, the death of Calenthe, the Lion Cub and the White Wolf and destiny to start as that beautiful held note on the word,“She...” and then become a haunting maudlin tune, before it picks up.

[electronicdelusionstarlight]

Thinking about it, Queen Calanthe is both her attempt to challenge the Patriarchy and yet her grim embrace of it.

She is a female character challenging a patriarchal setting, yes, but she's also doing it by embracing it at the same time with her in the role of the strong "pater familias."

Her iron fist against uprisings, both elven and of the small people, her attempt of controlling her daughter life and marriage in order to obtain a political advantage, her hubris in the face of a higher power trying to take away her loved ones, all typically "kingly" traits in tragedies, even her attempt at masquerading her feelings with bravado and sheer arrogance are a example of that.

Queen Calanthe realized Women were just as good as Men at being Kings. What she didn't realize was that Kings can be Tyrants no matter if they are Lions or Hedgehogs, Women or Men.

[spotsandsocks]

Popping by to drop in a Cal & Buck doodle because well, I just couldn’t resist trying to draw them 🥰

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Screams of delight must be reaching your ears all the way from here to there!!!!!!

Look at this! It’s so!!!!! Honestly I’m totally chuffed (that’s good in case you don’t know)

Look at Cal you can just tell he’s the smartest sassiest dragon around and lil Buck sat on top of the biggest brown there is

Perfection this is such a lovely thing to wake up to! Your so talented and I love you so much in general of course but an extra big helping for this lovely lovely piece of art

You’re so multi talented ❤️❤️❤️😍😍😍

Thank you

[stagefoureddiediaz]

Jumped around in the pod fic a bit just to hear a few bits and pieces before my proper listen and I found Cal!!

Kym my most marvellous pocket pal I practically teared up when I heard him - the effect you used is perfect for the bond. I’ve only heard a few sentences but he’s the best and I love him and you for all the effort

I just wish the whole fandom would listen to you read this they don’t know what they’re missing!

SPOTTY!

YOU FOUND CAL!!!!

I can’t believe it made you almost tear up though! You cannot come here and say these things to me you’ll make the blush on my face permenant 🥹🥰🥹🥰

I’m so glad you love the reverb - I was a bit worried about whether it would work and sound ok to ears other than my own so I’m so happy you love it. I adored voicing him - he was my favourite voice to do - he’s so perfectly sincere and snarky in equal measure and in the most adorable way!

I’m so excited for you to get to listen to him in full 🥰

(Toothless because there is no gif of cal 😔)

[biblically-accurate-pirates]

the netflix adaptaion missed 2 key elements from the last wish in the betrothal banquet scene that i’m really disappointed about

there’s a man named coodcoodak who does extremely accurate animal impressions

a bard uses a bagpipe as a weapon and fully knocks a man unconscious

[malkaleh]

Yen has never resented Triss but then, no one does. Partly because it’s Triss but also because fuck, no one wants the little ones to win. No one. And Triss won at twelve without killing anyone and was beautiful and sweet and kind. 

No, no one fucking wants that. That’s why we make sure to kill them early - quickly, so it doesn’t hurt because that’s the kindest thing to do - Geralt had told her early on that that was one of the things the career kids were taught, unofficially. A code of honour, of sorts, though you’d never think it of careers - little monsters, her district had called them. 

(It’s rich, Yen thinks when she remembers her childhood tormentors who would almost certainly spit at Geralt, who is gentler and better than any of them)

-

She’d never wanted to admit to herself that she’d never really had an option either because...it was one more of her choices taken from her and being free to make those choices is basically how she doesn’t set the entire capital on fire. 

-

Yen adores Ciri immediately. 

[mourgenstern]

The Witcher Almost lost me that first ep kiddos... I’ve never been more befuddled in my life. Like a woman wants to take revenge on a man who ruined her life and killed a bunch of women and facilitated her assault and she’s like yo Witcher you gunna help he’s like ‘no I don’t kill people only monsters... also if you do this everyone is right about you and u are the monster and I will kill u, definitely not a person’ and she’s like cool. Let’s fuck even though I am a teenager I’m pretty sure. He wakes up after being drugged I guess? Murders a bunch of human beings to stop them from murdering a murderer, revenge girl has the kid who killed her own dog at knifepoint, is like ‘don’t stop me from killing the pervert wizard, who definitely loves this creepy child enough that he will come get her. No this is not the most hamfisted way possible to justify you killing a teen girl of colour who wants to get revenge in a fantasy setting where bloody revenge is normal and fine. Oh yeah I don’t even kill the kid. All of these decisions are very consistent with my established character and your killing me is fine and I deserve it and youre sad about it so it’s fine and people should feel sorry for you.’ Then the fuckwizard comes out and does the most absolutely baffling thing I’ve ever seen, a weird chant thing that makes everyone pissed and throw rocks even though Geralt literally did what the wizard wanted, and killed a random woman who did have a child at knifepoint. I felt my consciousness fracture. Why did anyone do anything that segment. The rest of the show references that shit constantly like it’s super meaningful when the only emotion it inspired in me was bewilderment. The only reason I kept watching was because the whole thing with Calenthe and the fall of the city was literally the coolest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. I was losing it. If every scene of unnecessary titties was replaced with the Lioness being wildly and gloriously unhinged and topping her loving husband... the show would be immaculate.