#callisto regulus is hot

[red-hot-temper]

This sequence is everything for me, for the first time we can see a little emotional pain in Callisto💔🥹

AND I'm a sucker for men with big egos being damaged by love!!🤩

[eloise175]

Headcanon that Callisto has a thing for spicy food, and his spice tolerance is very high

He can bite into one of those super spicy peppers as if it were an apple and go about his day as nothing happened

Callisto is that one person that when eating spicy food, complains about it not being spicy enough while everyone else is sweating profusely with tears streaming down their face because the spices are too much

He’s smug about it too: “Oh? It was supposed to be spicy? I didn’t notice.” *mocking laugh*

Penelope side-eyes him hard because while she does enjoy spices, she can’t handle them to the same degree or even as close as Callisto, and he so teases her about it: “What’s wrong Princess? I thought that you’d have a better time dealing with spices seeing as you handle with me so well.”

(Spoiler—she kicks him in the shin for it)

[callisto-regulus-my-beloved]

CallisHot Regulus in episode 117 🌹♦️

[sidra-de-callisto]

[red-hot-temper]

Because her cup of tea is Callisto's face, not my words, but hers in the side stories

"Intensely warm." Intensely warm. Intensely warm? Intensely warm?! INTENSELY WARM?

JUST SAY HOT OMIGOD EVEN I DECIDED TO SUCK IT AND USE THAT TERM, WHAT THE HECK IS THIS?!

PENELOPE!!!! ECKHART!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PLUS THIS:

"Is it... because he's just that warm of a person?"

w(ﾟДﾟ)w

Of course his hand is hot because he is too!!! Did you expect him to be hot and have not hot hands?!

(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻

[artistic-nobody]

OMG THE KISS FINALLY HAPPENED Y’ALL, I’M SCREAMINGGGGG

[ddivilove]

Your husband has been having a severe case of the baby fever for a long time now. It started when he saw you taking care of your baby sister. The sight of you carrying the baby in your arms while you make her laugh made him desire to have one with you.

He's been planting small hints and clues that he is very much interested in having children with you. But you were still oblivious no matter how many hints he dropped. So he decided to take matters in his own hands.

“Um? Darling, we don't have a baby.” You say as you look over the things that you and your husband had bought during your shopping spree.

Your husband smiles mischievously. “But aren't they adorable?” He holds up a onesie for a baby for your inspection. Sure, it did look cute, but it was useless if you two did not have a baby to use it for.

You sigh, knowing he wants to hear you say yes. “I suppose it is...” You grace him with a small smile which makes him beam happily. “But my point still stands, we don't have a baby to use it on.”

He smirks as he puts down the baby clothes and walks to your side, leaning to kiss your cheek. “Not yet, we don't.” He purrs in your ear, his hot breath causes you to shudder involuntarily.

Your cheeks grow flush at the implication he is giving through his suggestive words. “What?” You decide it's best to play innocent first because you really didn't want to embarrass yourself if it was not what you think.

He chuckles as he tucks a loose strand of hair into the back of your ear. “You know what I mean, my love.” He gives you a dazzling smile. “I want to make one. Right now.” He pauses. “That is if you don't mind?” He asks softly, waiting for your response.

He seemed so desperate for it that you found it adorable. You nod in agreement. “Okay.” You respond softly, giving him your consent to continue as he pleases.

He did not waste anymore time as he immediately shoves you to the couch, his impatience showing evident in his quick movements. You yelp as you are immediately pinned down, his hand pinning both of yours above your head while his free hand starts dealing with his belt.

“Darling—” You gasp only for him to interrupt. “Hush.” He whispers, silencing you by pressing a lingering kiss on your soft lips as he finally managed to get the belt off. “Be quiet and let me take care of you.”

➷ ( characters ) — lante agriche , dion agriche , rezef hill , claude de alger obelia , anastacius de alger obelia , cesare de como , regis adri floyen , eiser grayan , eros vasilios , aamon paxley , jingyuan , kamisato ayato , izek van omerta , callisto regulus. ❀

➷ ( tags ) — @d10nsaint , @dreamlessnight @yourwholeworld @yumieis @im-in-love-with-fairytales , @synthe4u , @yoghurtsan , @luvyev. ( ask to be added to a specific taglist. ex: the first six people wanted to be tagged in dion agriche tagged fics hence their appearance. ) ❀

[penelope-regulus]

Callisto Regulus isn't just hot at this point -- he's the cause of global warming and droughts across the world and the reason deserts came into existence and the person true love was invented for and so much more that I won't be able to write because my fingers are trembling after seeing this image.

Happy birthday Callisto Regulus! 🎉💗

New illustration made by SUOL-nim💜

[roseadleyn]

i still remember your order. || callisto regulus.

Callisto still remembers the day he fell in love with you.

It was the brightest day of summer, the sun was boiling hot, the sky a crystalline blue, and all of the plants either bright green or dull brown. He was incredibly irritated, having dealt with the nobles and their ceaseless list of complaints, then running into his stepmother and being forced to listen to her endless tirade.

They're all so bothersome. He thought to himself, trying to contain his anger and frustration. Annoying.

He decided that he'd take some time off in town to cool down his temper. He'd been working so hard for the past week, he deserved it; and so he dropped off a curt message to Cedric to finish up the paperwork for the new school they were organizing to open in the village - "Your Highness! You can't just run off like that-!" - and then headed downtown.

He'd only gone a few steps into the market, feeling the tension in his muscles unwind and letting out a deep sigh as he relaxed, when he heard a very, very familiar voice.

"Callisto! Hi!"

He turned and had scarcely a moment to process... well, anything, before you - a sweet student who had once healed his wounds - tackled him in a crushing hug. People stopped to openly stare and he threatened them with his eyes before ruffling your hair.

"Good afternoon." He responded, good naturedly. "I see that the summer heat has failed to lower your energy."

"And you're as grouchy as ever," You counter, frowning at him. You're the only person he allows to talk to him like that - if it was anyone else, he would have separated their head from their shoulders a long time ago. Slipping your hand into your pocket, you offer, "I was going to get myself a drink, if you're willing to come along?"

He considers the proposal before agreeing with a shrug. It's not like he has anywhere else to be. "Alright."

As you two make your way to the nearest little café, his thoughts wander back to when your way-too-cheerful presence actually became tolerable to him, actually became something he looked forward to. He had met you when an assasination attack had caught him off-guard, and though he'd managed to kill them, his wounds were just a little bit too deep. He'd staggered into the more remote parts of the village, fighting against his pounding head, when he'd stumbled into you. You'd given only one shriek of surprise before he'd shut your mouth with one of his satin black gloves, mumbling at you to not 'cause a ruckus' before promptly passing out.

You'd managed to haul him to your cozy little house, somehow, with much groaning and cursing. You had then set yourself, rather determinedly, to the task of healing him, and even though it had taken you three hours whole, you had done it.

Callisto had woken up in your small, comfortable bedroom, hazy and dazed. He'd wondered why the walls were wooden instead of smooth white marble, why the bedsheets were cotton instead of pure silk, and why on Earth there was a small, sleepy commoner dozing off at the foot of the bed with a bottle of medicine swinging from her hand.

"Oi, you. Wake up."

You had stirred and then abruptly sitten up, as though remembering who was there with you. "Your Highness. Are you feeling alright?"

"Yes, but... were you the one who healed me?"

You had laughed. "Yes, sorry to disappoint you."

He rouses himself from the memory as you push open the door to the little café. He doesn't quite understand why his heartbeat speeds up, why he nervously watches you ask for your drink as though it's an exact science, why his stomach seems to be performing somersaults by just looking at you.

You order casually and without event — a milk tea with sugary pearls and extra sugar — and he orders a matcha tea with honey and milk.

The hot milk and warm honey remind him of himself. You take a sip of your drink and look so delighted that he wonders if he can ever make you look happier than you are right now and then resolves to try his best. Desperate to say something but not knowing what to say, he says, "Your drink looks sweet. That fits."

You flush pink and grin at him.

That look on your face is one he'll never forget.

——

'So, Your Majesty ordered a matcha tea with honey and milk, along with a milk tea with chocolate sugar pearls and extra sugar, is that right?'

Callisto nods. The first drink — matcha tea with honey and milk — isn't necessarily his favorite, but he orders it out of habit everytime he comes by to this place. The woman behind the counter places both drinks on the table, and the little girl in his lap begins to squirm and reaches for your drink with small chubby hands.

"No, silly," He chides his daughter, "that's for mama, remember? You're too small."

The woman makes a sound of surprise and looks abashed as he glances up, but he only explains, "She's only a few months old. Choking hazard."

She laughs but gives a solemn nod. "Yes, it's bad for the baby princess."

Callisto smiles and thanks her before stepping outside, wanting to get home and surprise you with the drink as soon as possible.

The summer is still bright as ever.

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tagging ; @writerig, @loekas, @dxmoness, @primordixl, @ykassu, @dion-s-lawyer, @orpheusdionodin, @that-one-pretty-bitch, @hmerus, @cerisearan, @dxmoness, @lvmxlee, @d10nsaint, @meow-meow-potato, @parkykwho, @izumi-astra-123, and @palaceofghosts.

[ originally posted on wattpad first ]

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[red-hot-temper]

The day SUOL decides to show us a panel with Callisto's butt without his jacket hiding it...

That day I will not recognize myself... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[eloise175]

​Their love language is just Callisto begging and Penelope finding it hot

Is this a canon event for Callisto? Yes absolutely, he got on his knees and begged Penelope to marry him. The fact that it worked too, W rizz

Callisto the rizzly bear is real and he will hurt you

[eloise175]

They’re literally scrumptious. I would literally learn 10 more ways to say ‘I love this’ in different languages only so I could express my appreciation for this fanart.

I was dying to see Callisto kissing Penelope’s hand, my dream came true 🥹

(Also welcome to the club, hop on in. Everyone here hates drawing Callisto’s hair).

Brainrot got too strong I started drawing. Here's a sketch because I'm not sure if I'll finish it

Also can someone explain to me the science of Callisto's hair because I spent around 15 min trying to figure it out and I still failed miserably

[caelcstis]

@r3dblccd requested a drabble !! the theme: new years !! with jupiter and minsung, of course.

new years was either spent with his brothers, or simply on his own. it wasn't ever anything too magical, even as a kid it never had been. it was just another year, another day. another thought of survival. but there was another piece to the puzzle now, and it wasn't like jupiter could run off whenever he wanted just because his anxiety and depression was eating him alive. that little piece kept him stuck now, and not in a bad way. rather it made him feel a little more whole.

while minsung had been out with the people in his company, hosting their own celebration for a year of hard work and whatever else a workplace does (partially why he was happy he was an independent artist), jupiter was cooped up at home. between the packing for their new home and going through things they didn't need during the move: emptying the fridge and freezer was definitely that. he hounded his brother for recipes and ideas for what they had left, and making short and very quick trips to the store for small amounts of ingredients that could be used up.

his glasses had been tossed many times throughout the evening from being fogged up due to steam (of course his blind ass had to pick them up eventually both for his sake and so callisto wouldn't find them to knock them off the counter). he was covered in flour and cornstarch, rice flour. he eventually had to throw his hair up in a small ponytail atop his head just to have it out of his face. it looked like a little mushroom cap ground out of his head, and he was sure his brothers would he laughing their ass off at him (actually leo had when he was facetiming him earlier).

it was getting to be late, and perhaps jupiter had made too much . . . but if there was something he knew of his boyfriend was that he loved food. really, it had been helping jupiter's own habits with his relationship towards it, even his own stomach was growling as he was checking on the seaweed and miso soup (his favorite, he had to pry out of regulus' hands). it was perfect, like everything else he had made shockingly. he saw his phone light up and he was quick to pick it up, seeing it was minsung texting. he was on his way home.

"shit-" the words came out of him before he could think about them. he replied with a simple sticker of a black cat making a heart above its head, and then the phone was thrown back onto the counter and he was running through the studio. he was jumping over the dogs and wiggling past the cat just to get to the bathroom. when he finally caught face of his own reflection, he let out a pitiful groan before ripping the hair tie out of his head and throwing his glasses into the sink. he was quick with throwing the messy clothes in the hamper before he was hopping in the shower with a slam of the door.

it didn't take long for him to wash up, quickly scrubbing his hair and then the rest of him. he was only in a towel running around the place, quickly making his way to the bedroom. clothes, clothes - he had to still had some decent ones left and not all packed up. some nice, not ripped jeans? a turtleneck, a grey top to layer and some jewelry. cool, he could- would work with that. running with his pile of clothes back to the bathroom, he threw it all atop the closed hamper before he was scattering with the makeup and face care. always on a time crunch, always in a rush, always running on his anxiety.

after putting himself together and gently brushing out the waves and curls in his hair, jupiter put on his glasses and assessed himself. huh, he looked pretty hot if he had to say so. cool, great. now he had to clean the kitchen- "fuck !!" he growled and shuffled back out in the kitchen. of course nala and benji were on his tail, curious about everything he was making, when minsung would be home - which was evidently soon. he was throwing dirty knives and boards in the sink, gloves up to his elbows and he was scrubbing them clean.

jupiter just barely made it when he got another text, saying that minsung was coming up the steps. the gloves were slapped over the sink and he herded the dogs from out the kitchen and around the island as he was walking to the fridge. he managed to grab some beer and cider for them both and set them atop the counter before he was rushing to greet his boyfriend at the door.

"shit, shit..." he muttered to himself, fanning himself and adjusting his clothes while he waited for the beeping of his door clicking open from its passcode. when the door clicked open, there came the excited barks and eight legs barreling him over to greet their owner. he stumbled down the step to the door, nearly falling into minsung as he tried to gain his balance back. he grabbed onto his boyfriend's arms, blinking up at him. "sorry, guess they knew you were coming home." like his behavior didn't give it away. "

he laughed softly, bringing minsung and himself back up to the hall leading to the living room. "i made dinner, tried to clean out the fridge so it's kind of a lot." he rambled on nervously. "if you're still hungry, that is - if not i can try to keep it for us tomorrow." god, he hoped he didn't go through all the trouble - but it wasn't trouble! it was for minsung, even if he wasn't hungry now. it wasn't like it would be ruined. just having some time together, watching everyone outside enjoy their time - perhaps even go out (if minsung had the energy after being with everyone else tonight) would be fine for jupiter. or they can just share their drinks and watch tv like always.

"i even made seaweed dinner, y'know, to welcome the new year." he explained as he brought minsung into the kitchen to reveal all the food he made. side dishes, pork, spending the extra money for some beef. veggies freshly prepared and cut, soup covered on the stove. he smiled softly and pressed a soft kiss to minsung's cheek. "i wanted to have good food with you, try to stay up late maybe for the drop? we have to move soon, so i figured it'd be nice to just relax the rest of the night before we're scattering around next month."

was it okay? did it sound like he wasn't so out of his mind he was swearing up and down the studio, made a whole ass mess out of the kitchen just before he walked in? or that he still smelled fresh from the shower, his soap still heavily clinging to him. "does that sound good to you?" the small, childish part of him just wanted him to say okay and be a bit excited. please, please... he couldn't remember the last time he got so excited over someone, over anything anymore. so just please . . .

[penelope-regulus]

Important Observation

We all know that Callisto was actually awake that time Penelope came to visit him and told him not to die and pretending to be asleep, right?

So then... did he truly go so far as to snore in his act to convince her?

Callisto. REGULUS!! You cheeky, sly little bastard!!!

[jeding-png]

The sun should only be one—

✨Callisto Regulus in episode 130✨🌹♦️

[ddivilove]

𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐘 𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐒 | 𝐂.𝐑.

𝕹𝐎𝐓𝐄 ➜ something that's been in drafts for months TT

𝖂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ➜ she/her pronouns!

‘Gods, have mercy.’ She thinks with a flushed face as her eyes refused to believe what she was seeing. Callisto Regulus in the flesh. Right next to her.

It's been weeks since her arrival in this world and she still hasn't gotten the whole thing processed. Her being in this world was a dream come true truly but there were things in this world that were...unsettling to think about.

Callisto looks at her with interest as he always had. For some reason she had the feeling this body she had taken in was one of a woman Callisto wished to court. Or so the thought claimed. There was an unsettling feeling that her character here may not be the best one as she was quick to realize that she's never heard of the name Arvicia in the game at all.

That would mean she's a side character most likely destined to die. The thought was unsettling but she took it as well as she could, although it was not as well as she thought she could.

Her mind continued to think about all the ways she could possibly die in this world and suddenly came to a conclusion. If Callisto seemed to have a deal with this...there was a possibility she was going to get killed by him.

She knew how the story went didn't she? Yvonne exists. In this world he'd fall head over heels for her. Thus her death would be something to do with them. So as long as she detached herself from this relationship she'd be likely to live.

"Is something wrong, princess?" He asks it quite teasingly as he looks at her. "What's on your mind?"

She shakes her head. "It's nothing, Your High—" "Enough with that." His eyes seemed bored. Good, that's how she was hoping they'd be. "Pardon?" "Don't call me 'Your Highness', I hate it." "Oh...I see." She mutters as her eyes look downwards away from him.

She had been well aware of her seemingly cold tone but she didn't know what else to muster to get his attention to boredom. "Come on, princess lighten up will you?" He sneers as he leaned towards her, his hot breath tickled the side of her cheek.

As far as she knew from this life, this body she holds captive (as she puts it) is the body of Callisto's love interest or future fiancé. But she knew well that Yvonne or Penelope will break that.

"Apologies, Your—Callisto." She corrected herself midway, making Callisto laugh. Oh, how he laughed. It made her heart flutter. She wanted to hear more, to see more of his emotions unfold before her but...there was a task at hand.

A few very draining seconds later, he speaks once more. "Darling, what's on your mind? Tell me." His voice is firm and his words were not a request but a demand to be inside of her thoughts. It causes her to panic a little but she calms herself down.

She takes a deep breath and nods. Her eyes looking at him as she said the words.

The words that caused everything to stop around them. Words that gave a start of a look on the crowned prince's face thats was enough to make her regret every decision.

"Let's break off our engagement."