#cay has been struggling

[caycanteven]

Hey hey, it’s. cay~! Wanted to give a quick update, especially for those waiting to hear from me with commission updates! Feel free to check it out under the cut below. Following this is a TLDR!

TLDR: I have suffered an art block and I needed to step away to handle my lifestyle and IRL priorities like a good lil’ adult! In doing so, commissions, content, and activity have been slow. Please know I have taken the time to take care of myself, and that has always been a priority! I’ve also have been reading again, and it has been an amazing escape and stress reliever with art being unavailable to me. I’m taking the steps to return at my own pace, and I’m very appreciative of you guys and my supporters who have been patient for me as well!!

Firstly, for my ever so patient clients…

I have not forgotten about you guys! For those who haven��t heard back from me in a hot second, please forgive my disappearance! I had to take an unexpected pause and am deeply sorry for the inconvenience! I should have been quick to be forward on such a delay but it was a difficult time and things got away from me—even Art. I found myself in a creative block and all I have been doing is work IRL.

I couldn’t find it in myself to produce a piece for even myself without the care it deserves, and you guys know how much I care to provide the best—and am super critical of it even then.

Due to the delay, I’ll offer optional benefits and/or discounts as an apology, to give back for the inconvenience my absence has caused! I’ve gotten back into the flow a bit more and feel like I can draw circle, so I’ll be reaching out tomorrow afternoon to follow up with you guys and start/finish the remainder of the queue!

For my blog dwellers…

I’m still very excited to continue sharing my work and my husbones here, no doubt! Even more so, I keep seeing all the beautiful art and the FAE universe has me by the metaphorical balls. God I love it, it’s amazing. Even more so because I have a piece I plan to show in due time based on it!!

I’ve also been looking forward to showing off a new skeleboy coming from the Dustfell Universe. I won’t show his design but I will say his name is Spruce. Feel free to give your thoughts on him or what you think he may be like, because I wanna see how close someone gets hehehe.

Either way I definitely plan to start posting again as soon as I am in the swing of it again, and just need to have that time to relax and recover from the art block. Reading has been amazing as a form of therapy to my brain and has been an escape from the crazy life I had to endure lately, as why I haven’t been around much either. Though I have done good for myself, I miss you guys greatly, and can’t wait to share what I’ve been trying to work on for so long teehee.

[thescarletnargacuga]

Time Capsule fic request!

Someone entered the capsule and is in love with Pomni (he actually is a chill and overall nice guy) and later on him and Pomni becoming best friends (maybe he plays the flute and they perform duets a lot)

Caine get jealous but has trouble saying he’s jealous until he overhears the new person confess to Pomni. Caine has now a choice to make…confess to Pomni and whisk her away from this new guy or let Pomni be taken from him.

CHOICE

A TIME CAPSULE SHOWTIME ONESHOT

AU credit @mangotangerinepastry @the-amazing-digital-time-capsule

WARNING: hurt/comfort, jealousy, alcohol, chain smoking

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Pomni danced across the stage, around the flutist she was dueting with. While the flutist stayed mostly in place to maintain control of their breathing, Pomni spun and kicked and swayed. The melodies from their individual instruments flowed together like musical ribbons in the wind. A truly awe inspiring performance.

Caine stood in the shadows just off stage, smiling dreamily at Pomni. The music was almost as beautiful as she was. He did his best to catch as many performances as possible. The focus and poise demonstrated by her was captivating.

The music ended with both performers striking dramatic poses, holding them for the applause. Then, they took their bows and exit stage right. Pomni smiled when she saw Caine.

He had been lightly applauding with a returned smile in his eyes. "Very well done, Pomni." He praised quietly as he walked past her to the stage. He straightened up and threw his hands out, stage voice on. "Wasn't that wonderful, ladies and gentlemen? Let's hear another round of applause for our intrepid orchestral duo!"

Pomni and the flutist had big drinks of water and put away their instruments as Caine introduced the next act. Pomni propped her leg up on a bench and stretched her hamstring. "Ugh, almost gave myself a cramp on that last spin. I don't know why I can't just play. I shouldn't have to dance around like a monkey."

The flutist shrugged. "Audiences demanded it. You know how it is." He locked up his flute case. "Hey, uh, since we're waiting for Gangle to finish, I was wondering if I could talk to you about something." He rubbed the back of his neck anxiously.

Pomni put her leg down and straightened her jacket. "Sure. Everything okay?"

"Yeah, can we..." The flutist looked around. "Speak privately?" He gestured further backstage where they wouldn't be seen by anyone that came through the staff door.

"Okay..?" Pomni followed him to the secluded corner. She anxiously swung her arms at her side. "So, what's up?"

The flutist took a deep breath. "There's something I've been meaning to tell you..."

Pomni froze, eyes widening a little. Oh no.

Caine exited the stage as Gangle entered in a flourish to give her performance. "Jagoffs." He muttered under his breath. The audience deadpan stares always bore into his skin when he did the announcements. He could feel their judging eyes and disdain for those they saw as beneath them. They sickened him.

Looking around he didn't see Pomni, but her violin was still backstage. She wouldn't have left without it. He heard quiet voices coming from the back, barely over the music from Gangle's performance. He walked over with intent to investigate, but paused when he heard the flutist.

"...I enjoy being your friend, and I hope to stay as such even if you say no, but I wanted to tell you that lately I've been feeling- or rather hoping, that we could...be more than that?" The flutist nervously fidgeted in place, struggling to maintain eye contact.

Pomni cringed. Not from the confession, but from how awkward she felt dealing with this kind of conversation. "Oh....um....heh....."

"It's just, I think you're really cool and smart and- and pretty. You're the most amazing woman I've ever met." The flutist was blushing, grateful for the low light. "There are not a lot of options for dates, but maybe we could go for a walk in the botanical gardens? Later today, maybe?"

Caine's mind could barely process what was happening. This wasn't happening. It couldn't. The way Pomni looks and talks to him led him to believe....was he seeing something that was never there?

Pomni gulped. "Listen, I really like you. You're a good performer and an even better friend. You're fun to be around."

Caine heard enough. He couldn't stand listening to another word. Of course it had been wishful thinking. She was interested in someone less broken. Who could blame her? He stormed out the staff door, slamming it hard.

Pomni jumped at the sudden sound and looked around the crates that hid her and the flutist. There had only been one other person around the stage. "Caine?"

~~~

"Fun to be around. That's what she said!" Caine moped as he downed his drink, sitting at Kinger's bar after hours. "I'm fun! Certainly leaps and bounds beyond someone with a flute shoved up their nose every day!"

"Mmhm." Kinger nodded as he idly polished a glass. "And you overheard their whole conversation?"

"No! I wasn't going to stick around and listen to her fawn over him!" Caine tossed his cigarette butt into the ashtray and immediately lit up another. "I don't care if she likes someone else-"

Kinger looked up from his glass, deadpan expression in his eyes.

"Shut up." Caine pointed at him. "I just wish she wouldn't lead ME on while she was at it!"

"What makes you say that? Pomni's a nice girl, I doubt she'd intentionally-"

"THAT'S JUST IT! She's not! Her feminine whiles are too much for me. The way she talks, the way she smiles, hell- even the way she stands while talking to me at any given time, about any given subject, screams interest." Caine finished his drink and tapped the glass on the bar for a refill.

Kinger obliged. "Caine, you're being ridiculous. I've seen the way you two interact. I doubt she's interested in the other guy. You should've stuck about for the but that was obviously coming."

Caine grumbled and drank. "I was kidding myself ever thinking she'd..." He trailed off, holding his head in his hand.

Kinger almost rolled his eyes. "When you're done having your pity party, go talk to her. You care about her don't you?"

Caine didn't answer, his frown only deepened.

Kinger sighed. "Look, whatever choice she made, that's her choice. You must respect that."

".....I do. But I can still be sad about it."

"Fair enough." Kinger could sympathize with heartbreak better than most.

~

Caine's condition did not improve over the coming days. In fact, it worsened. He avoided Pomni at every turn, and spent his off hours drunk off his ass at Kinger's bar and chain smoking like a chimney.

"Filler....up...." Caine slurred, pushing his glass towards Kinger. His head laid on the bar, a half burned cigarette between his teeth.

Kinger took the glass. "I'm cutting you off."

Caine gave a pathetic whine. "Not now...I've almost forgotten how much I....how much I...." Tears spilled out from his teeth.

Kinger wiped down his bar. "If you would just talk to her-"

"I CAN'T!!" Caine spat out his cigarette, scattering ashes. "She won't- she'll just-"

"Stop making assumptions." Kinger said sternly, cleaning up the ashes with some annoyance. "Have you really forgotten the Anniversary Ball already? The way you two danced was like nothing I saw before. And, come on, the bush incident is rather infamous." He chuckled.

"....the....what?" Caine lifted his head slightly. It's dense structure makes his neck droop. "Bush..?"

"Wow, you must be really far gone to not remember the bush. How disheveled and covered in dirt you two were? You're lucky all the guests were too drunk to care."

Caine's bloodshot eyes widened. "You-"

"Oh yeah, we noticed. Plus, Gangle told us all about how she found you. I applaud you, really, gutsy move to do that at an event as important as the anniversary ball."

Caine didn't know how to respond. His memory was fogged by the intense alcohol consumption, but he could just make out the vision of having Pomni beneath him. Her pulling him closer by his tie. His heart racing.

"That was....I don't know what..." Caine grew frustrated and closed his teeth. He held his head in his hands, unsure if he was about to cry again or throw up. The volatile mix of nicotine and alcohol in his system wasn't helping.

Kinger shook his head. "You should really-"

"Meh, meh, meh. I'm Kinger and I know everything about women." Caine childishly mocked. "Just stop. I'm not here for advice. I'm here to pretend I can't feel how much everything hurts."

"I was just going to tell you to look to your right." Kinger nodded to the side.

Caine looked, seeing Pomni sitting on the barstool next to him. "GAH!" His heavy head flew back and dragged his drunk body backwards off his stool. He laid on the floor, dizzy.

"Had enough to not run away this time?" Pomni stared.

Kinger served Pomni a Roy Rogers with a maraschino cherry on top. "Sorry about him, Pomni. He's having an...episode."

Pomni smirked. "Thank you. I'll handle him." She sipped her drink.

Caine rolled over, slowly getting to his knees and even more slowly climbing the bar to get back on his stool. He was hardly capable of coherent thought, let alone fast movements at this point. He thought for a second to summon BUBLE's teleport, he certainly wouldn't have felt it, but the way she looked at him was enough to convince him to stay. He'd missed those eyes.

"You've been avoiding me." Pomni's smirk faltered.

"You've noticed." Caine rubbed his bloodshot eyes.

"Didn't take much. You're not as subtle as you think you are."

Caine felt the hit to his ego all the way in his chest.

Kinger was struggling not to laugh as he cleaned glasses.

Caine dragged his hands down his face. "....why are you here?"

"You overhead me talking to the flutist, didn't you?"

"...yes." Caine eventually admitted.

"Did you hear me turn him down?"

"N- huh??" Caine's head did not like him looking at her so suddenly.

Pomni sipped her drink. "Yeah, I wasn't interested. We're still friends. He's a good guy, but my romantic intrigue lies elsewhere."

"You like someone else..?" Caine couldn't process her words. Too many thoughts were happening at once.

Pomni smiled. "Oh yeah. He's tall, handsome, runs a circus. You might know him?"

Caine stared. One eye blinked before the other. "....I run the circus."

Pomni's drink came out her nose, and Kinger couldn't hold back anymore. Both of them broke into fits of laughter. Kinger pounded his fist on the bar. Pomni coughed and held the cocktail napkin to her face.

Caine was taken aback. "What's so funny?"

"You- HA! You actual dumbass!" Kinger was crying with laughter.

Pomni wiped her face and coughed the rest of her soda out of her wind pipe. Her nose burned. "Caine," She giggled. "Of course it's you. I'm telling you: I like YOU. Honestly, I thought you already knew that."

"But, I haven't done anything. I haven't made the move yet."

Pomni gave him a sympathetic smile. "Times have changed. You don't have to make the first move. Though, if you insist, I'm waiting." She leans against the bar, giving him an inviting look.

Caine sits up, ramrod straight, and looks at Kinger. "Uhhh-"

Kinger put his six hands up, still half laughing. "Don't look at me. You're on your own with this." He wiped up the mess Pomni made and turned his back.

Caine swallowed hard. He wasn't sober enough for this. "Pomni, I... I'm sorry. I was- I AM such an idiot."

"Good start." Kinger said from the sink.

"I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WEREN'T HELPING!!" Caine snapped.

Kinger's shoulders shook as he chuckled.

"Go on, Caine. I'm listening." Pomni put her hand on his.

Caine could feel his heart hammering, his head swimming. "I can only ask for a chance. Will you allow me...to take you...on a date?"

Pomni grabbed his disheveled shirt and pulled him in to kiss the side of his lower jaw. "Yes."

Caine was stunned. "I love you." He drunkenly drolls out.

"Slow down, tiger." Pomni laughs.

[calxprince]

❀ LOVE, OR THE LACK THEREOF ( 1 )

. . . a kabru x gender neutral reader story

# Chapter 1 ; 5 Years is Barely Enough Time for Someone to Move On, Right?

# genre : multiple parts. breakup angst. reader can't move on for the life of them.

# warnings : hurt no comfort in the first chapter

# spoiler warnings : none

# notes : purely an intro to the story. reader yammering about their life after the breakup. author is tired of the lack of kabru fanfiction and is tired of depending on cai

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1080 words

. . . in which relationships are prohibited within the party.

What a stupid rule. Or at least, you used to think it was. Until you fell in love, then fell out of it after.

Okay, you didn't actually fall out of it. But you did end up breaking up.

But hey, 5 years isn't that long right? It's not too late to start moving on?

Fuck. You really wished you followed that rule. All you can do now is regret all of your actions 5 years ago, when you were dating him.

RELATIONSHIPS WITHIN PARTIES WERE STRICTLY PROHIBITED.

You only started to understand why it was a rule, a golden standard across all parties.

It is fairly understandable that to have good chemistry with your party, you need to have close bonds with each of your members. You need to establish a strong relationship with your peers, to use all of your different abilities in perfect harmony.

However, indulging yourself in the greed of breaking through the barrier or being— just friends is a high risk. It could either make or break your party's chemistry. With intertwined heartstrings, that push and pull is always guaranteed to break those ties.

You groan at your stupidity, as you struggle to keep yourself afloat as a solo adventurer. Gold became scarce as you could barely afford your necessities, while the dungeon became harder and harder to explore— making treasures difficult to score. Lower levels were always a no-go, as you risk dying and being victim to a resurrection scam— draining you of all of your (miniscule) savings.

You used to be a party leader, determined to lead your beloved team to victory. However, strangers turn into friends— friends into close friends, and suddenly... Lovers. Life back then was simple, laughing at the stupidity of the rule ' no dating within the party! '. I mean, what's so wrong about being happy?

Your power, and his expertise with the blade— back to back, you two were unstoppable.

But could it have lasted forever? You ask yourself over and over— to the point of days becoming weeks, becoming months.

It's all become a blur.

Wake up. Enter the Dungeon. Explore the Dungeon. Go Home. Sleep. Repeat.

It's been 5 years since you broke up with Kabru. Actually— 5 years since you've seen his face. However, it doesn't change a thing. You have had his face memorized in the back of your mind since the day you both met; each angle and curvature of his jaw, the exact hue and saturation of his eyes, each curl in the sea of his dark hair.

You could never forget the way his eyes would soften as he looked at you, his lips curling into a gentle smile. He made you feel warm, like— a bowl of hot soup that your mom made you on a rainy day kind of warm. The way he never fails to be impressed by you, no matter how many times he'd seen your magic.

Sometimes, he'd try to get a little scratch during battle just so he could get healed by you again.

So what if the other members were fatally bleeding and were on the verge of death? He has a 'potentially life-threatening paper cut' and is in need of assistance.

Does it hurt more to remember, than to forget?

... You're not sure.

Remembering only brings fear—the fear of being forever perceived as the person you used to be, and will never be remembered as the person you are now. Change is inevitable, but you never really know if it it changes for the better or the worse.

You've been avoiding ever exploring more than half of the village ever since that day.

He's made his imprint in your mind, where that one bakeshop was not just any normal bakeshop— it was the one he'd eagerly line up at each morning, just so he could bring you your favorite treat.

God, you can't even stand the smell of it in the air anymore.

You couldn't get yourself to go to that one tavern, since it wasn't just any normal tavern anymore— it was his favorite tavern. The one tavern that he introduced you to, where they sold the best quality of your favorite drink.

He had hunted down every saloon and tavern in the village, just to pin one down because he knew you would love it.

And he loved it because you loved it.

It was also the place where you got absolutely wasted. Where you accidentally gave him the sloppiest, most passionate liquor-flavored kiss ever.

Where you couldn't stop the drunken slur of words that poured out of your mouth like a waterfall of alcohol, accidentally telling him you loved him.

It's a never-ending spiral of having to give up your favorite things, mostly because the reason why they were your favorite— was because of him. Because he had taken the time to get to know you, and noted down every single thing about you in every nook and cranny of his mind— your favorite scent, the shampoo you use, the distinct hop in your step.

That man knew you inside and out as if he had just completely dissected you in his mind. His beautiful mind. The mind that knew the second your mood shifted, the one that always takes note of your subtle hints.

And without him, everything seemed tasteless. Like your favorite freshly baked bread in the morning— it suddenly felt like eating clay that you had just dug up from the side of a creek. Like a bland porridge that was bordering a lukewarm temperature.

You sit there, pondering what could've been.

What would life be like if he never left?

Would he still be lying beneath your covers, his face buried in the crook of your neck while whispering promises?

Would he be sitting on your couch, folding your shared laundry— while you cook yourselves a shared dinner?

Would he be begging you to use your magic on him again? Would you be there healing his wounds after a long day, while he begs for another kiss?

Would he be there to kiss your lips again— holding you like a glass rose that could shatter beneath his fingertips?

...

You still love him.

You can't deny it.

However, 5 years is enough for him to hire a new mage.

5 years would've been enough for him to move on to bigger things— bigger ambitions.

bigger dreams than the ones he had with you.

You needed longer than 5 years. Maybe one day you'd be able to meet him eye to eye, without the dread and the fear.

But today was not that day.

But today was the day god decided to test you. (as if he hasn't put you through enough, dragging you from hell and back.)

He decided to test your patience, your resilience, and all of the above.

I mean, who else wouldn't freak out after seeing your ex and your ex-party members lying dead on the ground?

... Especially when they're all weirdly lined up on the concrete floor of the dungeon.

[moonrisecoeur]

heheheheheh re6 vampirehunter!leon meeting vampire!user and he’s like so cocky and arrogant only to be absolutely ruined and submissive to vampire!user i’m giggling n twirling my hair

omg anon sorry this took so long to answer i had to wait until my brain was working again but like. wow. love this concept!! i feel like i might have seen this before i think it might have been a cai bot??? not sure but whatever the case u are so big brain

i lowkey kinda hate this but i hope u don't lol

his whole life he's been taught to kill a vampire on sight, no exceptions. they kill innocent people!! and steal their blood!! so obviously being the selfless hero that leon is, he takes up the role as a vampy hunter and tries to keep his village safe. he's killed dozens of vampires in his life, keeping his family and friends safe. he doesn't care that it's a risky profession. he has people to protect.

but when he hears rumors of a vampire living on the outskirts of town, in an abandoned building that no one dared to enter, he knew it was his job to take care of this vampire.

and yet he goes to find them and they are just absolutely not what he expected. most vampires try to be all sultry and seductive to distract him, or some become violent right away. but this one, you, just spoke to him like a regular person.

"stay where you are," he says, his silver dipped knife to your throat.

'come now, human boy. let's not good too ahead of ourselves' the last one had said to him. they taunted him, tried to seduce him.

"i don't understand why you are after me. i haven't killed a human in... hundreds of years," you say to him, letting him keep you in a vulnerable position. there's this air of arrogance to you that leon can't help but despise.

"you're a vampire."

"and yet, you humans only seem to come after me."

"i am not going to be swayed with words," he scowls, "you're a monster."

"then why haven't you killed me yet?" you tilt your head back to gaze at him, glaring to be more precise, but you weren't planning on him being so attractive. when did human men get so pretty?

he blinks, almost confused. he expected a bit more effort to get away, but it almost seemed like you knew he wouldn't.

and, for some reason he can't describe, he eventually releases you, and you immediately struggle for the knife, throwing it to the other side of the room, and within a millisecond he's underneath you, your glaring red eyes peering down at him. he's not showing it, but he's petrified.

"this is... much more comfortable," you chuckle.

"wait, shit, i'm sorry, please don't..." he stuttered. poor thing, he's actually scared.

your fangs are inches away from his neck and he seem to be begging with his eyes for you to please, oh god please have mercy on him. he looks so ripe for the taking, it would be so easy to pierce his skin with your fangs and just... just ruin him. leave his body a lifeless corpse... or potentially make him like you. that would be a perfect irony, wouldn't it? a vampire hunter being turned into a vampire? how tragic.

he can't help the sob that escapes him, "please, i- i don't want to die.." he cries.

and you know what? maybe he's doing it to get your guard down, feed your ego. i mean, he obviously knows yours is large. and yet... some part of you thinks it's not an act, that he's genuinely scared. but whatever the case, it does feed your ego.

"will you be good, human?"

he nods, desperately, afraid for his life. and when you get off of him, and offer him a hand to get back up, he doesn't know whether to be wary or grateful, or both.

your arrogance makes you... hard to get along with, but leon can tell you're much more powerful than any of the vampires he's killed in his entire life.

but he supposes you're not completely awful. you didn't kill him. you let him escape the first time, clutch his sliver knife to his chest as he ran out of your home. you eye him cautiously. something in you.... liked that human boy.

he returns again, this time to apologize. he felt the need to kill you because you were a vampire even though you weren't threatening anyone. you were oddly docile for such a scary, and insanely powerful vampire. you were truly nothing he'd seen before.

this time, though, he doesn't hold a knife to your neck, instead just nervously wandering around the place you have made your home. it's almost sad to him how lonely you must be.

in any case, even a human man trying to kill you counts as company, so you haven't been completely against his presence in your life.

plus, when you finally do end up seducing him, as he knew you would. he's incredibly pliable, somewhat nervous, and while obedience doesn't seem to come easy to him, you make it easy for him.

andddddd then u proceed to fuck his brains out until he can't do anything but lie there uselessly while you suck the blood out of his body but i digress.

you obvi try not to kill him when you take his blood but he's so yummy!! how could you not!! such a delicious little human.

[merakiui]

Horny gripping at the thought of apocalypse twst boys.

Apocalypse!Riddle who’s first child has been born and you’ve never seen the Riddle Rosehearts so tender before. He’s helping to feed them at night, change their diapers, and tells you how great you’re doing as a mother. And while Trey babysits, he’s pushing you to the bed and thrusting into you slowly, making sure to hit all your sweet spots while working on impregnating you again.

Apocalypse!Trey who’s fallen for one of the kitchen helpers. <3 You’re a common houseworker in the Heartslabyul compound who’s assigned to help Trey make food. Because you’re so obedient you’ve even got privileges to use a knife, rolling pin, and other kitchen tools. Trey loves how soft and submissive you are for him. He often leans closer to you than the other servants while talking, and hand-feeds you little pastries he made just for you while you blush. So one day, when he’s walking around he hears that you’re going to be on the upcoming bride selection. He ‘gently suggests’ to Riddle that he’s had his eye on you for a while. Would he mind saving you in the back for him?

Apocalypse!Cater who’s the only son in a family of sisters, who all have their own husbands and families. His parents are nagging him to get married soon so out of frustration one day he picks a random girl off the list and fucks her so good in the Heartslabyul headquarters <3 it was just gonna be a one off thing to make his parents mad but you’re so cute and he got attached~ Hope you don’t mind him cumming inside to keep you tethered to him. No other man will want you if you’re knocked up with Cay-kun’s baby!

Apocalypse!Deuce who never had a father. His mother struggled so hard to raise him in this world and give him the tools he needed to rise through the ranks. He worked as a guard for the compound that houses women last year and fell head over heels for you, a gentle little thing that helped patch him up after he got in a fight with another amateur soldier named Ace .This year he’s finally made the honor guard and is given the chance to take a wife. Deuce immediately goes to the list and tries to find your name, only to see it crossed off with the label Husband: Ace Trappola next to it.

Apocalypse!Ace, who’s been waiting for this all his life! His older brother and father have told him all about how he should pick a girl he’s gonna love for the rest of his life, but Ace has different plans. He wants to get back at Deuce for some prank he pulled a while ago, so when he sees Deuce’s beloved on the list, he signs up right away as a joke. He’s planning to erase his name after a few days and let Deuce put his on there instead. Only, when he actually begins to spend time with you, he gets more attached than he anticipated.

Apocalypse!Kalim who could have any bride he wants, and so many women want him too. He’s probably the kindest husband candidate out there, besides maybe Silver. Plus he’s a compound leader and super wealthy. Unbeknownst to the outside world, he already has his sights set on you, the girl who dressed as a boy to outsmart the system and avoid the selection. You were his right-hand guard for a while , until you were discovered and arrested. But instead of throwing you to the wolves, Kalim declares he’s fallen in love! You’re still his best friend <3 just now, you’ll be his wife too and have lots of his babies whether you want to or not. You’ve been married for five years and you already have seven babies, please stop this man…

Apocalypse!Epel who’s been mistaken for a girl so many times it’s not even funny. He’s taken to walking around shirtless sometimes so that no one tries to arrest him for wandering around without an escort as a girl. Now that he’s become Vil’s apprentice though, everyone knows how tough and manly he is! He’s been making lots of progress in training and Vil tells him he has a surprise waiting for him. Epel walks in the room to find you, his childhood crush, tied up in Vil’s bed, his long fingers massaging that tender, squishy spot inside you and making you shake like a leaf with pleasure. Vil tells Epel to come on in and close the door. Vil’s gone ahead and chosen a bride for him. He had Rook track you down from Epel’s home village. He’s already worked you open for him, so now he’ll show Epel how to take care of you properly. Then he’ll sit back and watch years of Epel’s pent up feelings for you come rushing out. It just so happens that Epel wants many children and that you’re ovulating that week. Ah, young love is so beautiful.

Apocalypse!Silver who’s been Malleus’ guard for a while. You’re a maid who works behind the scenes at the castle, seen but never heard, getting your duties done and bowing before leaving the room to wander quiet parts of the castle where you will not disturb the master. Silver, being the sleeper he is, often goes to find quiet spots in the castle to take a nap, and by chance encounter, meets you. He’s so chivalrous and gentle to you, unlike the other royal guard, Sebek. You two talk for a long, long time, and he feels his heart tugging him towards you. A few months of regular meetings later, and marriage season rolls around. Lilia has been watching his lovestruck son with the maid in the garden, and he just knows that you’re Silver’s true love! A conversation with Malleus results in an order issued to have you brought to Silver’s quarters, in a lacy lingerie set that resembles a wedding dress. You’re deposited on his bed, trembling, while he stands above you, eyes blown wide with lust. “She’s all yours,” Lilia says, patting his son on the shoulder and walking out of the room, closing the door behind him. He hopes Silver remembers the conversation they had about grandchildren earlier. He’s getting on in years and wouldn’t mind having a few little ones running around. But now, he has to go find Sebek and explain why the girl he had his eye on was taken off the list and put on a separate one for a private client.

- Heartslabyul anon

OTL OTL OTL OTL OTL OTL AAAAAAAAAAAA

Heartslabyul anon, all of these scenarios are so good omg!!!!! Especially that rivalry between Ace and Deuce. >:) ooooo Deuce is going to have Ace's head Riddle-style for stealing his bride!!! And Cater choosing you on a whim, only to get terribly attached!!! >v< that's really so Cater, isn't it? He never expects himself to actually fall for you, but he does and oh isn't he just so obsessed? You're totally perfect for Cay Cay! He'll treat you so well.

AND TREY!!!! OTL he really would be so humble and bashful about it when he mentions you to Riddle, but since Trey's such a trusted friend and righthand man Riddle can do him a solid. <3 aaaaaa and Silver with his sweet maid darling!!! <3 he just loves you so much; he's absolutely cumming inside as much as he can that night because it's hard to resist the temptation of knocking his beloved up and fulfilling Lilia's wish of providing him with grandchildren. AND THE FACT THAT SEBEK WAS EYEING YOU????? WOOOOOOO OTL poor Sebek's so huffy. >:( how unfair that the one human he can tolerate ends up becoming that Silver's bride instead!!! Silver and Sebek rivalry is also so good to think about...

[yuurei20]

Short translation from the second Twisted Wonderland novel: Cater and Yuuya

"'Ruggie is lying nearby. Yuuya wraps one of Ruggie’s arms around his shoulders and Grim attempts to take a share of Ruggie’s weight by grabbing onto his thin waist, but the limp body weighs them down.

‘He’s heavier than he looks…can’t we just leave ‘im?’

‘Not a chance,’ Yuuya responds, and with a shout of encouragement they manage to lift Ruggie between them.

In his efforts to catch up with Ace and Deuce Yuuya lifts his head, only to find himself locking eyes with Leona.

His leather vest, his shirt—all of it has melted together. Now, instead of his dorm uniform, Leona wears black, dripping blot that clings to him like a second skin.

Leona points a finger—dripping with blot—at Yuuya, and gives him an eerie smile.

‘You all leaving me behind? But I’ll get lonely.’

Sand rises like ocean waves around them, threatening to engulf them all.

‘Watch out!’ Grim diverts a direct hit with his wind magic, but the mass of sand from above rains down, crushing Yuuya beneath its weight.

Struggling to drag himself free from where he has collapsed, Yuuya hears Cater: ‘Are you two all right!?’

‘Yes, sort of…’ Yuuya coughs, dragging himself to his feet. His whole body is trembling.

Huge fissures begin to up around them. Having abandoned all reason, all limitations, Leona’s magic is splitting apart the earth and altering the very landscape.

Standing tall in the broken wasteland, the monster seems even larger than before. It gives a roar as though taking pride in its great power, and raises its sharp claws in the air.

Cater repels the monster’s attack with magic of his own, giving a wave to Ace and Deuce, who watch them with concern.

‘We’re all right here, so you two go help with the evacuation!’

Though they look back constantly the pair do run off to help, and when they are finally on their way, supporting injured students, Cater breathes a gentle sigh.

‘…aw, man, we were almost able to escape. How do we always end up in these scary situations? Cay-kun and Yuu-chan. I think we’re the two who are least suited for this kind of thing, too.’

As they watch the monster pawing at the dirt in frustration, Yuuya furrows his brows.

They will not be able to escape this barren, ruined land while carrying Ruggie, the focus of Leona’s ire.

The lion charges for them and Cater creates a transparent barrier, repelling it again. Such magic may be taking a considerable toll upon him: Yuuya can distinctly hear the gritting of his teeth.

Running towards them, Riddle adds another layer to Cater’s defensive barrier.

‘Cater. If you’re afraid, you are free to go.’

‘If I leave Riddle-kun behind, Trey-kun is going to be cross with me.’

Cater has just said that he and Yuuya are always getting into these situations, but Yuuya knows it isn’t true.

Unlike Yuuya himself, who has no magical power, Cater should have been able to evacuate on his own without too much difficulty.

But he won’t run.

Just like the mock Spelldrive game against Savanaclaw, just like Riddle’s overblot—he stayed. In the end, Cater looks out for those around him. That's what Yuuya thinks as he watches Cater, glistening with sweat.

He jokes that he fears Trey’s rage, but there is no regret on his smiling face.

‘I’m here with you until the end, Housewarden.’

‘Very well. That is what it means to be a Heartslabyul student, after all.'"

[volturiprincess]

Can you write something about the guard + caius with a reader who is a friend of the Cullen family and who, having been transformed, wants to eat a vegetarian diet and has refused several times to consume human blood?

I struggled a bit with this one for some reason, but ultimately it ended being a short but sweet one. Enjoy💙 (also damn 3 works posted in less than 24 hours!!!! im on fire, but also I had these in the draft about halfway done)

Ojos De Miel

(Honey eyes)

Warnings: none just fluff

“How can you not crave human blood?”

“The scent is so strong and yet you can just carry yourself around like its nothing”

“It’s not that hard you know, I just don't have the urge to drink human blood”

“Absurd, you live with us now you need to adapt to our ways”

“Master Caius, why don't we let her settle down first” 

Caius is having his daily tantrum about me not adapting to human blood yet. I just can't bring myself to drink it, it does not appeal to me or even interest me in the slightest way. It also

appears that Caius tries to sneak in human blood into my wine but I always spot it out from just the smell or when he tries to hide a smile. You would think since he has been around for centuries he would know how to be sneaky but at this point I think he looks adorable trying to deceive me. Jane and Alec seem to be on Caius' side in trying to push me to try to get into their diet, whereas Felix and Demetri just let me be. 

“Absolutely not Felix, I have had it with her being stubborn, not only does she still associate herself with the Cullen’s but she is also a vegetarian, I can't tolerate this anymore”

I grabbed Caius arm as he looked down to me with a pointed look, I returned his gaze with a small smile hoping that it would soften him up a bit. It seems to work but then his scowl suddenly deppens more. 

“No don't start with that smile of yours, I won't fall for it again”

The hand that was grabbing his arm moves up to his cheek where I start to caress him slowly, I can already feel him turn into putty, he just can't resist my touch. He might not confess this but he becomes instantly soft at just a touch from me. 

“Come on Cai, don't be like this, if you love me you would just drop this for now”

“Never test my love for you mi regina, you know mi amor for you is grander than any love to exist”

He always had a way with words but he cannot compete with Demetri, speaking of which he was by my side holding onto my arm facing Caius.

“Master I think we should just leave it like this, it is her decision in what she will do, not you or us”

I look at my other mates who have been standing in the exact spots since we started this conversation. Felix had a small smile forming when he caught my eyes.

“I see no point in forcing her to drink human blood, that would mean her ojos de tesoro would vanish and she would have the red color we have”

“You guys like my eyes?”

Demetri turned me fully towards him as Felix joined him to face me. Their pupils metaphorically turned into little hearts as they looked at me with adoration.

Demetri pushed a strand of hair away from my face. “Amore, when I look into your eyes, I feel as if I am looking into the richest of liquid gold, the stars could never reach the exact sparkle your eyes reflect.”

It always amazes me and if possible breathless in the way he has with words, even the greatest poets I have drowned myself in reading cannot compare to the words that leave his petal soft lips. 

“Your to much my casanova”

“Only for you cariño”

Alec, who was still standing by Jane, spoke up, catching all of us off guard with his words.

“I see her eyes as ojos de miel”

Jane nodded “Or like autumn leaves kissed by the sun”

My mouth slightly drops open at their words, Jane’s for sure caught me off guard. Never knew my little death flower was so…creative with her words. We all just stood there in silence until Caius, being the vocal one he is, made a remark.

“Fine….for now I will drop this but with time you will eventually turn to our diet, i'm quite interested to see you with crimson eyes, I believe you would look more exquisite than you already do”

If I could blush I would be beet red. He never shies in being true and direct with me, neither does Felix, he would be so vulgar at times that it leaves me absolutely flabbergasted in the way he does not hold back. Demetri is just so sweet to me, there's no other way to describe him. Alec and Jane, even if they dont speak much, mostly do small actions, my darlings. 

[rosehxnt]

i’ll scream when no one’s around

character: cater diamond summary: he's having a bad day but won't let anyone know he's struggling warnings: angst, heavily implied depression and anxiety issues, slight body dysmorphia

 As he snapped what felt like the thousandth picture, he zoomed in to inspect his expression.  Not perfect enough.  He tried well into the morning to capture a happy enough expression to show the world, but something was always off. He wouldn't settle on any photo, always finding something off with his appearance.  Was one ear always slightly higher than the other? Did his nose always look like that? Were others embarrassed to be around him?  Finally he was able to find just the right angle and lighting after making himself late for the day's activities. Rushing through his dorm, he felt himself grateful it was a weekend and this wouldn't make him late for class.

 He could feel their eyes though. He could feel their stares as he arrived late for breakfast. He could feel their judgement as he sat down, their annoyance, their hatred.  He was dizzy and he felt like his uniform was filled with his own sweat, drowning him. Was his hair a mess? Has he done irreparable damage to his image within the dorm? Was the picture earlier that morning the problem? Did he mess it up somehow?  "Cater!" A hand waving in front of his face broke him out of his trance. He looked up to see his best friend looking at him. "Did you make sure to brush your teeth well?"  He laughed off Trey's antics and reassured him that his teeth were a-okay. He didn't mention how the rest of him was doing. He never did, he wouldn't.  His best friend knew something was wrong, but likewise didn't say anything. He had someone else to care about, Cater knew that. Still, he made sure to show a bright smile.  He made small talk with his fellow third years sitting around him, showing them his favorite Magicam posts from that morning, scrolling faster once he knew his was coming up. He didn't need any more judgement from the others.  Cater continued his day as normal. As normal as he could at least. It felt like the weight of the world was on his shoulders as he left hearts and replies on whatever his latest favorite celebrity was posting. Although there weren't any classes, he'd agreed to meet with the pop music club that afternoon.  He threw his snacks down on the table and plopped in his seat, waiting for Lilia and Kalim to show up. Cater allowed himself to slouch for the first time that day, letting out a deep sigh. He found himself staring at the ceiling, blinking away incoming tears. He couldn't cry here. What if someone saw? What if he was caught vulnerable around someone? Would everyone grow tired of him after that? Would they see beyond the image he had so carefully curated?  Cater straightened his posture when he heard movement by the classroom door. He quickly checked his face in the camera on his phone.  Good enough for now.  As his clubmates entered the room he greeted them happily, offering some baked goods from Heartslabyul. Kalim had brought some snacks his vice housewarden had made for them. Lilia had brought some of his own creation, which the others narrowly avoided by letting him eat all of them first.  Throughout the meeting they did what they usually did. That being nothing to do with playing music. They told anecdotes from the days they had been apart. Cater felt himself talking less than before, though. Paying more attention to his phone than the situation around him.  Soon he wasn't even paying attention to his phone and his breathing was becoming faster, which he also wasn't paying attention to. Unbeknownst to him, Lilia and Kalim had noticed and were looking at him with concern.  "Cater! Hi! What's going on?"  Shit.  "I'm fine, no need to worry about Cay-Cay. I gotta go, though. It was, uh, nice meeting with you! See you next week, yeah?" Cater stumbled over his words as he stumbled over his chair, rushing out of the room. The others stood up to follow him but stopped once they saw his expression.  He didn't want to be seen like this, that's why he darted out so quickly. His hands were stuffed in his pockets, balled into fists. He slipped up. The façade was over.  He passed Trey in the Heartslabyul hallways, who noticed the small tears in Cater's eyes. Once again, the vice housewarden said nothing.  He was glad he was able to have his own room as a third year, as solitude was something he needed right now. He'd tried his best to keep it together, to keep up his perfect act. He'd failed.  He was a failure.  Cater screamed into his pillow and finally let go the waterfall of tears he'd been holding back for weeks.

a/n: i, um, yeah there's a lot of emotions i put into this and definitely a lot of words i’ve said to myself oof. i hope you liked it! m.list & rules

© rosehxnt

[romeoandjulietyouwish]

so I've really been struggling with writing VM fic since my last few fics got not traction, so I'm going to try my hand at might nein again and hope someone wants to read it lol. here's a teaser for my next fic!

✨Waiting for Heartbreak✨

When Essek's mother insists that it's time for him to marry, he thinks he's doomed to spend the remainder of his life in a loveless marriage. That is until Caleb volunteers to pretend to be his fiance until Essek can find another solution.

The first chapter will be posted on January 17th, updates every Wednesday.

The worst part is that Caleb Widogast is an incredibly smart man. 

One would think that he would know better than to offer to pretend to date the man he’s been falling in love with. And yet, he kneels before Essek, looking deep into his eyes, and offers it anyway. How could he not? Essek’s voice had been filled with such resigned sorrow, as though he was a man accepting his eventual death. 

And then Essek says the last thing he was expecting, “Yes.”

“No.” Beau cuts him off. “You’re going to answer my question. I see how you look at him, Caleb. It’s the same look you give Jester.” Caleb flinches. “You love him.”

“So what?” Caleb demands, knowing his voice is probably carrying. “That doesn’t matter, Beauregard. It never has.”

Beau grinds her teeth, “You’re ripping your fucking heart out for him, of course it fucking matters.” She sighs, “Cay, you can’t do this forever.”

My dear, Caleb,

I am not a coward, but when it comes to you, I think I must be one for I cannot bear the thought of looking in your eyes as you learn what is to come.

dividers

[saelterlude]

welcome to lc musical list pt7, long one bcs i've been stalling lmao (special thanks to the musical gang over at the 18+ lc discord for being the only reason im up to date whilst sick <3)

(pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6 here)

103. 04/05/2024 day, yall Shu Rongbo and Zhu Hanbin duo is here(shortest-shortest duo lol), my two favorite voices and theyre good together plss I want more of them. theres also sulky SRB refusing to get up on the table after getting pushed off by ZHB aaaand disastrous clap lol.

(also, it's srb lg completion day. congrats on being the first cxs who has played with all lg) (nvm, not anymore! theres 2 new lg actors lmao, srb is still the closest to completion though)

104. 05/05/2024 day, back to back Zhu Hanbin clip but most importantly, it's LG UPPIESS CLIP PLSSS Wang Yifei lifting up ZHB is perfection, they cute. also, chaotic bow lmao, ZHB just wanted to fix WYF's sprout.

105. 05/05/2024 day, same performance as above, have WYF getting bullied by ZHB into announcing his lost in basketball today (15:1 lmao)

106. 05/05/2024 night, right after ZHB bullied WYF 15:1, Teng Chunpeng came out with 101 points. What the actual fuck man. So have this rare encore of him being tired and less energetic than usual.

107. Basketball highlights week 1, simba Shu Rongbo, mad Jing Yanqiao, Du Guangyi scored with one hand, Ding Xingchen lost his shoe too. and many many others.

108. Basketball highlights week 2, 110 points Teng Chunpeng, summersault Du Guangyi, cheating Wang Minhui. Zhu Hanbin continues to ignore his opponent, he only got goals on his mind.

109. Extra behind the scenes, bcs i wanna point out, on 00:45 Du Guangyi talked about how tempted he was to score a goal during the slow part of the song. On the week 2 highlight (#108, 1:50) he gives in to temptation, and fails to score a single goal lol.

Du Guangyi is the true basketball god btw. he makes the best shots and whomever he picks to win, win.

110. More BTS vids, Wang Minhui is a basketball failure <3, especially whenever he's going against Bai Zhuoming.

111. 18/05/2024 day, Cai Qi and Wang Minhui have a shoelace fight lmao

112. 20/05/2024, It's Cai Qi and Wang Minhui again! This time they're having a puppy boxing fight. Yes, I meant that quite literally.

113. 18/05/2024 night, I think Shu Rongbo was particularly salty about losing(6:8) to Guo Hongxu this day lol.

114. Basketball highlights week 3, Shu Rongbo gets whacked, Bai Zhuoming backwards shot, Teng Chunpeng high pitched screams, and more!

115. 25/05/2024 day and 03/06/2024, have a pair of Guo Hongxu and Ji Xiaokun mic-cupping shenanigans.

116. 24/05/2024, This!!! The most tender hug, head cradle by Teng Chunpeng and Wu Yihan. WYH in general is very giggly this performance its so nice to see. TCP, ofc brags abt his basketball skills at the end and WYH just pushes him out lol. There's Zhang Jiahao sneak pillow attack too.

117. 01/06/2024 night, Wang Minhui and Cai Qi fighting on the table again? nothing new. Wu Hanglu (half successful attempt at) pushing them both off the table though? That's new.

118. 02/06/2024, Wu Hanglu rightfully hunts down Guo Hongxu after he introduces her as Deng Xianling lmao. it's the LG curse to struggle with names.

119. 03/06/2024, "rock, paper, scissors is boring. we should spice it up, whoever lose gets slapped"- probably Guo Hongxu and Ji Xiaokun backstage. Twice, during People Pursuing Light and the RPS song.

120. Basketball highlights week 4, Ding Xingchen scoring with his shoes?? what's with him and shoes. Sulky Ji Xiaokun. Zhu Hanbin's basketball skill is like Du Guangyi without the nonchalance and effortless look. Wang Yifei and Guo Hongxu 0:0 gameplay.

Closing this list with (the last?) basketball highlight we're gonna get. And at 120, pretty number. Next list, we're starting with Guo Hongxu in orange, 3 new actor debuts (theyre really good btw), the return of hug pioneers WYH-SRB duo, and maybe (based on how long the list gets) the debut of TCP-ZHB duo (aka tallest-shortest). So look forward to that!

[oc-tournaments]

ROUND ONE - MATCH 7

PYRENE/PULSIRNU vs LORELEI "SMITH"

PYRENE/PULSIRNU: @scoutbot

LORELEI "SMITH": @mackelleo

VOTE BASED ON THE INFORMATION BELOW CUT!!

Propaganda Content Warnings: Abuse, self mutilation for PYRENE. Familial death, plague for LORELEI.

PYRENE/PULSIRNU:

PROPAGANDA: pyrene is the abused son of lady igneous, tyrant of draco-elgava. despite her abuse, he remained loyal, beliving that every vile thing she did to her subjects were correct.

until her death. at that point, he realized that he had been a fool. he figured that the identity of pyrene, the tyrants loyal son, must be a hated one - he would surely be executed the moment he was spotted (wrong). so he donned a greyscale jesters outfit his mother had prepared, cut off his tail (this was necessary to hide his identity for reasons i wont get into), and ceased speaking. from that moment on, he would no longer call himself pyrene. now he was pulsirnu, a word meaning idiot in my moirails conlang

THEME SONG:

LORELEI "SMITH":

PROPAGANDA: There are precisely three things written in the personality section of Lorelei's D&D character sheet: doormat, golden retriever, and wet paper bag. She was an unwanted second child, had a lonely childhood, and inherited a terrifying "hunter's instinct" magical bloodline gift at the ripe old age of 6 (and her family never really explained what was going on to little ol' Lorelei)!

She then later lost her entire family, home, and culture in a massive pseudo-nuclear-reactor explosion that disintegrated half a goddamn continent. In the wake of the explosion, malicious wild magic coalesced into a sentient disease called the Spellplague, which corrupts regular people into the worst versions of themselves - while giving them potent magical powers to boot. Over the course of the next year, Lorelei studied the disease, learning that it was a) incurable, b) capable of evolving into more powerful versions, and c) a single evolved individual could wipe out a village in one devastating explosion.

In her research, Lorelei traveled to the frozen northern wastes of the world, and was turned to stone by an unknown force. She was freed from petrification over 1000 years later by a massive insurance corporation, who then strong-armed her into working for them (or else she'd be whisked off to a laboratory and never seen again).

Since then, she's been struggling to adapt to "modern" life, and has acquired a parasitic entity known as Cay, who latches on to individuals who have experienced great suffering (she feeds off of their pain).

(Due to technological reasons I (the tournament mod) could not add the rest of this propaganda, which was a list of other things Lorelei has had to do! I welcome the owner to write it in a reblog which I can share afterwards.)

THEME SONG:

[abysstwins]

hi i’m back with my daily cod brain rot that i will either turn into a cai bot, or a fic in my notes app lmao

but simon riley with a best friend who watches his apartment & his (possible) pets while he’s away and who maybe makes dinner for him for the day he returns from deployment cos she knows it’ll help him relax

bsf does this cos she hates being at her own place cos she struggles with mental health and maybe she has a roomie who is like out all the time so she’s just constantly alone and maybe simon was like the one real friend she made since moving to the uk

anyways, simon brings the boys back to his place for some drinks after a quick mission and they stumble upon bsf just chilling, like sitting on the counter or smthn in just maybe a hoodie and some shorts and then simon and bsf have to awkwardly explain “no we aren’t together we’re just good friends blah blah blah” even though it’s so painfully obvious that simon is down bad

extra points if bsf is just as if not more emotionally constipated as simon lmaoooo😭 idk i’ve been thinking of this all mfn day

[sauriansolutions]

Based on a conversation I was having with @askbloatedbellyblog re: Cater belly kink!

For background, we'd been discussing how Cater canonically dislikes sweets, and I introduced my headcanon that he secretly gorges on savory snacks when in private.

Self indulgent silliness below the rm~

Extremely "😳" thought: 

Imagine... 

Cater has just wolfed down a huge order of loaded nachos, and is basking in the afterglow of his clandestine feast, when Riddle calls an impromptu meeting. 

Cater scrambles to clean all the tortilla crumbs and queso off his uniform and his face. Then he realizes... he's eaten so much, he can barely get his pants buckled. 

Struggling frantically, Cater stuffs himself into his clothes anyway, praying to the Great Seven that his Housewarden won't notice anything's off. 

He arrives, and... ugh, it's as he dreaded. 

Cater tries--he really tries!--to stand stiffly, still, at attention like all the others. Meanwhile, Riddle goes on and on about homework completion rates or whatever.

But. Cater's clothes are too tight. Especially his waistband. He starts shifting from foot to foot, completely stuffed full of nachos, and starting to really regret it. He feels so bloated, greasy, uncomfortable. 

Just when Cater feels like he can't stand it anymore, somebody accidentally bumps into him and he lets out this ridiculously loud mega-burp, right when Riddle's back is turned. 

Riddle whips around, face scarlet in affront. "Who did that?!" he demands to know.

Silence. 

Riddle sniffs the air, then begins to positively grind his teeth in anger. 

"And why, pray tell, does it suddenly smell like jalapenos and chili peppers in here?!"

Cater breaks out in cold sweat. On one hand... that belch just alleviated so much pressure. Yes. He really needed that! Miraculously, his pants feel like they fit now! 

On the other hand, Riddle is going to find him out, and then probably remove his head from hia body, and not even in the metaphorical sense! 

Riddle marches up and down the aisle while all stand in line at attention, drill-sergeant style, giving each "soldier" a suspicious look, and a once-over with narrowed eyes. 

Cater is about to have a panic attack right there and then, when.

Unexpectedly, Trey steps forward with a hand raised and an embarrassed smirk. 

"Sorry Riddle, that was me."

"Trey??" Riddle and several others--Cater included--gasp.

"Ahh, yeah," Trey laughs and sheepishly rubs his stomach. "See, I've been experimenting with some sweet-and-spicy recipes lately. And, uhh, the results have been a little, volatile."

Riddle draws himself up, glares at his vice prefect, then snaps, 

"Well, alright... I suppose I can excuse your indiscretion just this once! But, no more of this 'experimenting' within the Heartslabyul walls without my explicit say-so, understand?"

"Of course, Housewarden," Trey replies with a slight bow, as a few others chuckle in relief now that the tension is dispersed.

After the meeting is over, Cater runs to Trey, feeling near-collapse with gratitude. 

"Trey-Trey, omg, you're the man!" Cater grips his friend by the shoulders and shakes him, a little insistent. "Why'd you cover for me like that, though?"

Trey just gives his classic cockeyed smirk, and starts laughing quietly. 

"Cay-kun, did you realize you have queso on your chin?"

To Cater's mortification, Trey uses his handkerchief to wipe his face. 

"Hey, it's ok," Trey assures his friend in an undertone. "You're allowed to like whatever kind of food you like. Please don't feel like you need to subsist on cherry pies and sweet tea, just because you're in Heartslabyul."

"Ughh, duuude," Cater laughs, trying to play off the genuine gratitude he feels but doesn't quite know what to do with. "I know you're right, but... Housewarden Rosehearts is kind of a handful, isn't he? How do you deal with him so easily?"

At this, Trey's smug grin becomes "knowing," and, wry, he shakes his head. 

"Let's just say... I've known Riddle for quite a long time now. And in that time, I've learned the best ways to keep him appeased."

"Like how?" Cater asks. 

"Well, for example..." Trey leans in, like he's divulging a deep secret. "After today, I'm going to have to make sure I have plenty of chili-cornbread and jalapeno-honey muffins for him to sample."

"In fact, if you happen to have the time, would you care to drop by the Heartslabyul kitchen and perhaps help me bake some?"

[bengiyo]

Gav and Cai Hira and Kiyoi Teh and Oh

aka my top 3 and TanBun or KornKnock for the grown and sexy

Absolutely zero chill. Four pairs?? I think you're just gonna get me firing from the hip.

Gavreel and Cairo

When it comes to BL, the Philippines won when it came to tackling how the pandemic affected connection and romance. I really like presentation of developing a crush on a streamer and just going for it with these two. I'm still waiting for my proper gamers BL, but this is a good first outing.

I think what I like so much about what we got from these two is how temporary so much of their lives feels. They want to be together. They want to commit. However, life won't let them. Gav can't stay here and be okay because he's running out of money and honestly isn't that well right now. Cairo is still grieving his dad, and he has a lot of growing up to do.

They're one of the rare pairs that I want to be together in the future who I am glad are forced to take a break when we see them part.

Hira and Kiyoi

I think the best thing about this show and this pairing was the reveal that Kiyoi was also obsessed with Hira from the moment their eyes first locked. I also really like that Kiyoi is a bottom who wants it.

We've been lucky with these two that we got to see them three times, and I like how much stronger Yagi has gotten as an actor each time, and how Hagiwara has grown as a creator and storyteller. These two seem to really understand that they have two characters who struggle to say what's necessary to each other in a way that reaches the other.

I loved in Season 2 when Kiyoi realized that Hira was still worshiping him as a god and freaked the fuck out about it, storming out of the house. That he was in the living room the next morning waiting for Hira to come and talk to him, only to get annoyed again was perfect. We get fairly decent payoff for Hira finally facing his own ego when it comes to Kiyoi in the movie, and these two remain among my favorites.

Also, Yagi Yusei really is that beautiful.

Teh and Oh

I just know if I was part of MoRaoYuLok I would have a side chat where we just bitched about these two.

Teh is such an asshole sometimes, and Oh is really so patient with his nonsense. I always lament that Teh is so unsociable that he struggles to maintain a lot of friendships, and it's why that snake Jai was able to get in there and fuck up his life. Still, Teh isn't off the hook for his own shit. He's always struggled with jealousy when it comes to Oh, and he's always worried about falling behind him.

Oh is just so naturally gifted and has an irresistible natural charm. He knows he's beautiful, and he knows how people see yet, and yet he's only ever looking at Teh. We should all be so lucky.

I think about that translation scene in episode 3 of ITSAY regularly, and how that is probably one of the best moments we've ever had in BL. These two really captured a love that feels bigger than their bodies can contain.

Tan and Bun

I'll talk about Tan and Bun since it's been too long since I watched Together With Me and cannot remember them that clearly anymore.

Tan was so ridiculous this entire show, and I'll never get over Bun being ACAB as fuck the whole time. Bun never forgot that he was trying to solve this case for his bestie who they murdered, but he knew she would want him to get some ass along the way.

Tan said absolutely insane shit to Bun literally every episode. He even shot that man off a cliff. Somehow he still won. Incredible.

Send Me a Ship and I'll Share My Thoughts

[merakiui]

hi ms mera! could i ask for some spare cater thoughts 🥺 hes my favorite and i want to know what you think about him (bc you had him on your want to write about list 😖) also fun fact!!! did you know pregnant shrimp are called berried shrimp because they look like they have berries on their tummy 🥺🥺🥺

Hi!!! I have some spare Cater thoughts in my head, so allow me to share them. :D

✧ camboy cater who originally started camming just because it was so popular and he wanted to see how far it could take him. he's surprisingly popular and even managed to trend a few times on the site he streams on. so far he's only done solo streams, but he's been watching you for a while, and he's nearing a major viewership goal. maybe he should give his watchers a little surprise. <3 viewers are a shocked when cater films with someone else. they can't see his or your face, but you're struggling sluggishly in your bindings and groaning about how it hurts. you've been drugged...or have you? it's all role-play, isn't it? right???

✧ sk cater who really wants to be famous so desperately, but nothing's working no matter what he does or how hard he tries!!!! so maybe he documents all of his kills. maybe he live-streams them. or maybe he live-tweets about it!!!!! he has this really obscure secretive account and it feels so dismal and bleak just from a quick scroll through past posts. it's an account where he can actually be true to himself, where he can vent, where he can complain, where he doesn't have to be so cheerful 24/7. he's spiraling, but even on this vent account the few followers he has think nothing is inherently wrong. he's just some person on the internet feeling things. everyone has dreary days; maybe cataloguing them here is his way of coping. but he gets a sudden spike in followers after he posts an update that will forever change the trajectory of his online life: so not cool that the human body has so much blood. :/ ngl it's gonna take forever to get rid of the stain. and then there's a grainy photo attached of a carpet so soaked through with blood it's practically drenched. cater didn't think he'd gain any followers from a simple post complaining about something so...boring. but then he realizes something. people like thrills. people like horror. people can't turn away from a car crash even if they want to because, at the end of the day, we are all creatures drawn in by destruction. and so he gets an idea: wouldn't it be fun if his followers could use the cute, little poll feature on his social media to determine a person's fate? :)

✧ cater who works a summer job at a harbor and falls for the cute mer who often gets tangled in the fishing nets near the shore. he's saved you too many times from netting. at this point, your meet-cutes are more recurring than they are rare. he thinks you're super cute and he takes a lot of pictures for his magicam, but at some point simple admiration becomes more of a terrible attachment when he starts to look forward to seeing you every day he works his not-so-cute or exciting summer job. when he learns you'll be leaving soon for your species' spawning season, he realizes he might never see you again. and he can't let you go; you're the only one who truly understands him! so the next time you find yourself tangled in nets, cater doesn't cut you free. instead, he hoists you over his shoulder, ignoring your frantic protests, and brings you home. you'll live in his bathtub until he can think of a better place to put you. and if you're so worried about spawning season, he can help you out. after all, you can always rely on cay cay! <3

✧ stalker cater who is driving you near insanity. you don't know anything about him or his unique magic, but you're certain you've seen double or triple or quadruple copies of him???? he's everywhere and nowhere. sometimes it feels like his eyes are always pinned on you no matter where you go. and he always knows where you are, where you're going, what you'll be doing. the breaking point is when you try to report it, but officer deuce spade insists that there is no such thing as "a dozen creepy, look-alike men" stalking you. this town is completely safe! he's made sure of it! you're prone to trusting deuce because he means well and has always been so sweet to you. he eases all of your fears and worries when he offers to guard your property for a day or two just in case. after you've left the station, deuce feels so bad. it's wrong to do this. it's corrupt. an abuse of power. but cater is his friend... but you're also his friend... oh, he's in such a bind!

[minlout3heathlegs3ruffthrokfan]

HTTYD Fanfic Story Idea Poll

Hello, everyone! Today, I've decided to make a poll due to it being the Year of the Dragon. It must be fate, so I'm determined to get a bunch of HTTYD fanfics done, mostly one-shots and stuff. However, this poll is to determine what multi-chapter, full-length story ideas to go with, because I can't decide. So I would appreciate some help, my dear followers! 😉🙏🏻

Keep in mind, I won't work on it immediately, due to currently working on a couple of fics already. However, once I'm done with them, then I'll work on whatever wins the poll vote.

I had meant to do this earlier this year, but time flew away from me and I never got around to it. Whoops. Teehee. 😜😅

There are several ideas I'd like to work on, however, I'm struggling to choose which one to start on first. Granted, I have a feeling I know what you guys want me to work on first, but I still wanted to ask anyways. 😏

So before you vote, I'd like to list down the options below and a little summary as to what each choice will be about.

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The Beast of Breakneck Bog || Beauty and the Beast AU (A Minlout Story)

A story for which Snotlout stars as the Beast, and Minden as Belle’s roll. Minden has been sheltered in her hometown her whole life, but she has always been fascinated in the tales of dragons and dragon riders. But when her parents disappear while on a journey, Minden decides to leave the safety of her home to go search for them, until she comes to a place both feared and the source of legends: Breakneck Bog, a realm where a famous ruler had once lived before darkness descended and cursed the place, and no one who lived there was ever heard from again, and the place was separated from where Minden had lived years ago. There are rumors of a monster that lurks in the Bog, snatching passing travelers to devour once he returns to his den. Nevertheless, Minden goes in, knowing that her parents must be here after a friend spotted them enter here.

When she enters the abandoned castle, she calls for anyone to answer her, only to run into the Monster of Breakneck Bog: A humagon. Half man, half dragon. She bargains with the creature to let her parents go in exchange for her to remain. But it’s so difficult when the occupant is so... monstrous.

Can Snotlout be able to become a human again? Can he get her to fall in love with him long enough for the curse to be lifted? Or is he doomed forever to be in this hideous form of a humagon?

The Impossible Quest (A Heathlegs Story)

When Thorvald (OC), Dagur and Heather’s cousin, requests Fishlegs’ audience on Berserk, he and Snotlout decide to go fly over there. However, the welcome is hardly friendly. It’s discovered that Thorvald found the love letters and poems between Fishlegs and Heather, and that according to Viking law, the punishment for tainting a chieftain’s female relative through love letters and poems is death.

However, since someone came and told him about the records proving that Fishlegs is a distant relative of the Berserker Royal Family, he will be exempt from this fate and will instead be forced to participate in an Impossible Quest in order to win Heather’s hand in marriage. Should he fail, not only will he not get Heather’s hand but his life will also be forfeit. The Quest? Fishlegs has to hunt down a dragon that’s been terrorizing the Forest Interior of Berserk and has been preventing the Berserkers from being able to get access to the area where the Berserk bees live to acquire their honey. Kill it and give Thorvald its head. 

Will Fishlegs and Snotlout be able to complete the Quest and defeat the dragon? Or will they fail and lose their lives or their honor? 

Tradition or Bust (A Minlout Story)

(Arranged Marriage AU)

Snotlout and his family is off to the Althing to find a bride for Snotlout. While he’s there, he surprisingly meets up with Minden and the other Wingmaidens. When he asks her why they’re here at the Althing, she replies that Freya has released them from her service by sending the Razorwhips away, thus freeing them from their vows. While several went back home, most have felt unwilling to leave their fellow sisters-in-arms and Atali decided to establish the Wingmaidens as an official Viking Tribe and now rules them as their Chieftess, with Minden as her Heir. As a consequence, the Wingmaidens are now searching for men amongst their allies and Atali’s own clan for potential husbands. The catch? Those men have to cut all ties with their former community and join the Wingmaidens at theirs. It’s not strictly a matriarchal society, but neither is it patriarchal. 

Of course, Minden wishes for Snotlout to be her groom, and formally asks him to marry her. While Snotlout is both shocked, surprised, and ecstatic, he’s also hesitant and afraid because he knows that his father would be against this match, being a fierce and stubborn traditionalist to the Old Ways.

And he’s right. When Spitelout finds out, he’s furious. With Snotlout being his only male heir, Spitelout wants and expects Snotlout to remain on Berk with their family clan, so that he can inherit the mantle once Spitelout either steps down or dies. Thus he demands that either Minden join HIS clan or she can find someone else.

Can Snotlout and Minden overcome Spitelout’s chauvinistic thinking? Will they be able to be together? Or will they have to part their separate ways and marry someone else?

Snotlout’s Impossible Quest (A Minlout Story)

(Arranged Marriage AU)

An alternative story to “Tradition or Bust” where instead of Minden asking for Snotlout’s hand, Snotlout asks for Minden’s hand. This time, instead of the Wingmaidens, it’s just Minden with her maternal family — Atali and her family, with her (Atali’s) brother at the forefront as Chief of their Tribe. Not very impressed with Snotlout, and with other men competing for the hands of Minden and Linden, Atali’s brother offers Snotlout an ultimatum: either he completes an Impossible Quest of his (the Chief’s) choosing, or he relinquishes his chance of winning Minden’s hand.

Snotlout the Goldsmith (A Minlout Story)

(Saga AU) A story where Snotlout and his brothers Throk and Fishlegs are out hunting and run into a group of Valkryies bathing. As they watch, they see some ne’er-do-wells trying to take advantage of them and corner them, so they decide to come to their rescue. Afterwards, the Valkryies introduce themselves as Heather, Minden, and Ruffnut. They then offer themselves to the men, each of them choosing the man they wish to marry. But they warn that they’ll be off to join in Odin’s wars after a long hiatus. So for several years they end up happy living together and even starting to have children of their own. But eventually they disappear as promised. Saddened, Throk and Fishlegs abandon their homes as they go on a journey to find their wives again, leaving Snotlout, and their children, to remain behind, Snotlout having faith that his wife will return one day, and thus continues life as usual.

However, Mala, Queen of the region where they live, hears of them and how Snotlout is a legendary goldsmith and warrior, and with a prophecy which foretells of this, Mala sends soldiers to take them and tries to pressure Snotlout to marry her. But Snotlout’s heart is still set for his absent wife.

Will Snotlout be able to get out and escape? Will the wives of Snotlout and his brothers ever return?

A Warrior, A Dragon, and the Princess Trapped in the Tower (A Ruffthrok Story)

(Saga/Fairytale AU) Ruffnut entered a tower to search for some goodies and find her brother, but she ends up trapped in the tower. Turns out it’s a trap made by a dragon and it imprisons her in the tower. So Ruffnut, absolutely bored out of her mind, just looks on in annoyance as warriors from all over the Viking world try to slay the dragon, only to be defeated. But hark! A warrior comes. Who is he? His name is Throk. Will he succeed in defeating the dragon and freeing Ruffnut from her prison of eternal boredom?

Switching Places (A Minlout Story)

(Arranged Marriage AU)

When Spitelout takes Snotlout to the Althing in search for a bride to carry on the Jorgenson name, he (Snotlout) certainly wasn’t expecting to see Minden of all people — not only without any Wingmaidens around, but also with her twin sister, Linden (OFC), Atali and her family. And he DEFINITELY wasn’t expecting that Minden and Linden were Atali’s biological daughters and Atali’s brother’s foster daughters. When Snotlout asks if her family’s looking for a husband for her and Linden, and their foster father cuts in and explains that yes, they are — that is to say that LINDEN is, and that Minden actually already has a young man whom he plans on marrying her to, much to Snotlout’s shock and Minden’s chagrin.

As if to make matters worse, Snotlout runs into the guy, and instead of apologizing, the man demands Snotlout to apologize, riling the latter up. If that doesn’t stoke the fire for conflict, the Twins decide to honor Loki by contributing to the conversation and managing to put a speechless Snotlout into an even deeper hole by declaring a duel between Snotlout and Minden’s almost-fiance: the winner gets to marry Minden. At the same time, Linden begins to form a plan to get Minden and Snotlout together — one that will be incredibly risky and could involve either much dishonor or even Snotlout’s death.

Can Snotlout survive the duel and defeat his love rival for Minden’s hand? Or will he fail and lose honor and face — and possibly his life? And what is Linden scheming with that brain of hers?

Case of the Missing Razorwhips (A HTTYD Short-story with Minlout and Heathlegs)

When the Gang gets a message from Atali informing them of missing Razorwhips, they go to Wingmaiden Island to help them solve the mystery. Can they figure it out before the Razorwhips are once again on the verge of endangerment? And how will Snotlout ever find the time amongst the chaos to play footsie with Minden?

Atali Gets Amnesia (A HTTYD Short-story with Minlout)

After suffering an accident, Atali has lost all memory of being a Wingmaiden — and is even scared of dragons like a normal Viking. Not knowing what to do, the Wingmaidens seek the aid of the Riders. When nothing seems to work, Hiccup comes up with the idea to use hypnotism to try to awaken her memories, and asks Snotlout to work his magic! 

Will Snotlout succeed in his task? Will Atali be able to recover her memories and her old self back? Or will Snotlout blunder it up as usual? 

Life At Caldera Cay (A Ruffthrok Story)

[Ruffnut x Throk, Tuffnut x OFC] 

What if Ruffnut had accepted Throk’s proposal during “Snuffnut”? However, she only accepts if Throk allows Tuffnut to come with them, convincing him that having Tuffnut around would be beneficial for domestic duties. After the nice foot massages, Throk can’t help but agree. So Tuffnut goes with Ruffnut and Throk back to Caldera Cay, where Ruffnut becomes Throk’s wife. This story follows them as they live their new life, and there also seems to be a local Defender who appears to find Tuffnut’s personality endearing.

Emperor's New Groove AU (A Minlout/Heathlegs/Ruffthrok Story)

Where Snotlout's the Emperor/King, but is blind when an enemy from within turns him into a dragon or a sheep or a boar (you guys decide). He then gets the help of a village chief (Fishlegs) to help him find the cure to bring him back to being a human. He also does a little soul-searching along the way.

Snotlout’s A Daddy AU (A Minlout Story)

(Modern AU)

When playboy and wealthy Snotlout makes a terrible mistake, Minden has enough and leaves him. Little does he know that his life’s about to change several months later. When Snotlout find a baby on his doorstep, he finds out through a letter that it’s HIS courtesy of Minden, and that if he can prove himself to be a good father to their child, then she’ll return to him.

Not the type who’s good with babies, not even his own, he enlists the help of his buddies Throk and Fishlegs, and even Hiccup. Hilarity ensues as they learn how to raise a baby and become a new father/uncles. Will they succeed, or will it end with a loaded diaper? Will Snotlout be able to get back together with Minden, now that he realizes how precious she is to him?

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Thank you very much for your support! I look forward to the results of your votes, and I'll let you guys know what the top 3 choices were by the end of the poll!

Minlout! Heathlegs! Ruffthrok! Oi, Oi, Oi!

— Minlout3Heathlegs3RuffthrokFan