#cdta caleb stone

[didasgomas]

Relaxing morning

Day 2 of @augusnippets

Prompts: Platonic bathing/Hair care/Make-up

CW: None

Again, part of "In Mortality", an au of Cut Down The Altar (creator will be tagged instead of mentioned for the most part)

Chamomiles - Flowerily tokens of good luck that symbolize joy, positivity, happiness, rest, peace, poise and calmness. To gift or be gifted with them represents a wish for fortune, prosperity and happiness in the life of the one who received them.

June 11th, 1986

The smell of chamomiles filled the bathroom, as did the smells of Castile soap and Epsom salt.

Cai sat in the bathtub using his human form, since his real form was way too large, engulfed in foam and soap bubbles. The shower gel and shampoo had been made by J themselves, using traditional recipes of honey and almonds.

In their first attempt since taking care of Cai in this manner, they had included lavender to both, but it turned out that its scent was way too soft for Cai, almost to the point he could only smell it chemically instead of naturally, so as the next best alternative, J had resorted to adding chamomiles instead, which proved to be a good choice.

J insisted on helping Cai clean himself up at least once a week, and they both had settled that it be on Sunday mornings before mass, as it would help with the fact that a lot more people attended church by the end of the week.

They came back to sit on the small bench next to the bathtub, bringing more moisturizer for his face and neck. Usually they preferred to add sandalwood to the shea butter and honey mix, but using olive oil instead had proved much more beneficial, as it helped cover up much better any possible imperfections in Cairyx's disguise.

In these "cleaning rituals", J would let him bathe himself after the foam started rising, focusing only on bringing the soap to his back and taking care of the hair part, even if Cai's hair didn't react to any natural nutrient, at least the products helped keep it clean. But when it came to the moisturizer, Cai always forgot that it was a helpful part of the whole process, so it was good that J had marked it down as part of his Sunday routine.

His priest uniform was already fully clean, as J had given the weekend's pile of clothing to the village laundresses as one of their first clients in the early morning, and they had arrived back just as breakfast was finished and Felice went off to play outside.

Cai was always in a good mood after finishing these "rituals", and today would be no different.

A productive day was surely up ahead.

[missr3n3]

My brain needs to shut up, I'm now associating Peter with the songs: Let Her Go - The Passenger || Circles - Hollywood Undead || Better Than This - Set it Off. They fit so well with his journey ughhhhh

Sooo, let's just say hypothetically, someone were to do a crossover with CDTA + RR, would you allow it?

And finally, hit me with an obscure fact about the cast from CDTA and Rotten Roots!!

Okay, bye now (can you tell that I like sending you random thoughts and questions?)

absolutely! im rly not to picky about how ppl interact with cdta honestly lol. though it would be interesting if the timeline factored into the story, since peter would b in his late 40s and sarah in her early 50s by 2009!

i'll start with rotten roots for obscure facts, n then put cdta's cast under a read more bc it's a lot bigger lol

sarah - she's absolutely atrocious at dancing, since all she ever learned to do was line dances to only the honkiest of tonk country songs 😔

peter - the one thing he actually remembered correctly about sarah's preferences is that she did like it when he wore white. she specifically complimented him on the white suit he wore to the company mixer n that still affects his outfit choices even after the Easter Incident

officer wong - she's the only non-rich member of the peace cult/christmas rejects, and got into the organization due to her connection with law enforcement being beneficial

norman - he hasn't actually told any of the other cult members that he killed his wife/peter's mom for cheating on him, since that's not ~technically~ illegal, and thus not a valid reason for their. thing.

isabelle - she's one of those people who, despite coming from an affluent background, deeply longs to be a part of the counter culture, in her case manifesting as an infatuation with hippie aesthetics. thus her extremely long hair and floral dresses

steve - i think out of everyone in the peace cult (that showed up in the christmas special anyway), he's the most purely sadistic. everyone else can as least somewhat mental gymnastics their way into justifying their cruelty, but steve just thinks hurting ppl is a fun game.

ok cdta facts lightening round:

isaac - though he's no stranger to piercings, he doesn't have any tattoos bc he doesn't think he has the pain tolerance for it

joshua - he named the rabbit plush madeline gave him Lynnie after his mom marilyn, though you couldn't get him to admit this out loud even through torture lol

jessie - she has an orange cat named sunny

madeline - she has a tumblr account and is mutuals with delilah, though neither of them are aware of this since delilah doesn't make her status as a cael devil known online

leah - she originally made the youtube channel that would become red dragon project to make death note youtube poops

sam - he's green-red colorblind

delilah - though she has a tumblr, she's much more active on reddit (because she's constantly getting into petty arguments in the comments lol)

luce - he does have a mouth even though it's only visible sometimes, and when he does open it he has 6 rows of teeth :)

cairyx - his human form alias is caleb stone

elijah - a lot of alcohol was involved the night he got his tribal tattoo

cassandra - she gets name dropped as "editor cassie" in some of elijjah's videos, which has led to her having a little bit of a fanbase of her own

anyway hope u didn't mind another essay response lol. n thank you for the music recommendations!

[didasgomas]

Small light

Day 13 of October Practice

Prompt: Rainy day

Warnings: None

Cdta belongs to @missr3n3

Saturday, 10 A.M - November 27th, 1982 - Edenseye church, Hestia County, Iowa

Eliza sat in the empty nave, looking down, observing her hands tightly clasped together in her lap.

The sound of rain hitting the stained-glass windows accompanied her breath, as the downpour seemed to mourn with her, the rain drops falling harder than her tears had in the last week.

Her heart felt heavy, pressed down by too many sorrows to name or count. Each disappointment, each loss, had accumulated before they could be dealt with, and now she felt like there was a constant heavy weight tying her down. Between her father's death, her sister's abandonment of the faith, her husband's silence and infidelity, and her three children moving out and cutting off all contact with her and the rest of the family, it had just been way too much to handle.

Eliza kept praying despite so many hardships, but recently she had started to become afraid. Fearing that she was doing something wrong, that this was God's trial for her, one that would not stop until she finally realized her mistake and sought out to repent herself. But it was easier said than done, for Eliza simply couldn't figure out what it had been that upset Heaven so much, no matter how many hours she spent self-reflecting.

So now she was seeking out help from the priest of the neighboring village, an almost completely Lutheran one, Father Caleb. He was a good and kind man, and surely a messenger of God would be able to help her.

She raised her head to stare at the large crucifix statue above the altar, the only statue inside the church, its figure bathed in the amber light from the many flickering candles. Perharps, in that moment, she was trying to find peace, or maybe, trying to reassure herself that her suffering wouldn't have been in vain after God forgave her.

Finally, Father Caleb emerged from the door to the left, which lead into the interior of the church, not commonly accessed by the congregation. He spoke, his serene voice echoing throughout the nave despite his low tone.

"Everything is ready. Please follow me, ma'am."

[didasgomas]

Protected but hurt

Day 14 of @augusnippets

Prompts: Toys/Gifts/Celebration

Content warnings : Implied loss of guardians/family

Bees - Viewed as representations of fertility, focus, hard work, generosity, and prosperity. They are messengers of harmony and good relationships to come.

November 28th

Her 10th birthday.

She had already opened the gifts from the other people in the village: new clothes, games, hair accessories and birthday cards and drawings, not too far from the usual. Now it was time to open grandpa and grandma's gift.

In public she was supposed to call her her aunt Mary, her late mother's "cousin", but in private she could call her grandma and refer to her by her real name. Sometimes she'd still call her Mary by accident, but granny didn't seem to mind.

Inside the box was something wrapped in paper, and getting it out of the way, she found a very pleasant surprise.

"It's one of those! You actually got it!"

One of the larger stores on the neighboring village had been offering a collection of plushies if people spent enough money, four plushies of winged animals: a butterfly, a bee, a bird and a bat. It was random anyway, so it wasn't like Felice had asked for a specific one, she just wanted one of them and that would be enough. This one was the bee, and it felt very fluffy.

"What are you going to call it?" Grandma asked, kneeled over on the floor next to her.

She thought for a moment, and then she came up with an answer.

"Polly! Her name's Polly!" She lifted the plushie above her head in excitement.

"What a nice name" Her grandma did a few small claps with a sweet smile.

"And you've got another present, kiddo" They both heard grandpa say as he walked from the entrance to the living room.

"Oh. Who from, Cal?" Grandma asked, turning her head to grandpa Caleb.

"From the Godwins. They came to leave this."

Grandpa held out his left hand, in which he was holding a yellow and black rosary. But she already had so many of them!

The only one she carried around was the first one given to her when she five, one with pink beads and rose decorations.

"I don't any more of those, grampa"

"I know, and that's why we're hiding them." He gave a small wink before reaching out to a box in one of the shelves, where all her unused rosaries went, where he dropped it inside along with all the others.

Grandma stood up slowly.

"Well, after we clean the room up, do you want to go thank everyone, sweetie?" She looked down at Felice with her usual warm smile.

"Yes! Then we can go-"

-

Sunlight hit her in the face, forcing her to wake up from her pleasant dream.

The sunrise came later now that it was autumn, so it wasn't early morning, but that wasn't a problem for her. She had been granted two days off to be able to celebrate her birthday, so today she didn't have to worry about waking up late for work either.

… She missed her grandparents, even if she couldn't fully remember what had caused them to be separated. One minute there was a fire, the other she was lost and all alone in the woods, but she knew something must have happened to them for her aunt Cat to have to step up and take her in.

Even if they were in old age, they had been very capable guardians for her entire childhood, and her aunt Cat had been honest when she told her she just didn't know what had become of them, but Felice knew that if they had died in some kind of fire, her aunt would know and she would have been told at some point.

Her childhood memories existed, but were corrupted by a blurry curtain that didn't allow her to recall the important parts, her grandparents' faces were still visible but only to a certain extent, every other detail of their appearance being almost completely missing.

Thirteen days before her 11th birthday was when things changed without prior warning, and she was aware that only half a year after aunt Cat took her from Hestia to Diane county, was when her memories began to get messy.

She was 20 now, and deep down, she still felt abandoned.

[didasgomas]

Hey guys, just to let you know

Caleb Stone is a perfectly normal Lutheran priest, with a perfectly normal religious family :3

No need to ask if some family members really died or not, or go into his Lutheran church's basement whatsoever!

Cdta belongs to @missr3n3

[didasgomas]

Number your prayers

December 6th, 1981 - 5:47 a.m , Edenseye Church, main altar

HO - (Pastor) Hunter Owldust CS - (Priest) Caleb Stone

HO : You'll probably notice the people looking at you a bit weird, but I promise you they'll adapt eventually. It happened to me when I took the role too, so don't worry. It's just that, uh... Father Efrat was here for, like, since my parents were babies, you know?

CS : I understand. I can imagine such a change to be overwhelming.

HO : Yeah, but to be honest, Father Efrat was really needing that retirement...

CS : How old is he, if you don't mind me asking?

HO : Uh... he turned 98 this July. Yeah, I think if you hadn't offered to replace him, he would have chosen me *nervous laughter*

CS : Does the idea of becoming the next Father upset you?

HO : Not really, don't get me wrong. I like to work for the Church, but as just the Pastor I get to spend much more time outside rather than inside, if you get me.

CS : Of course

HO : Now that I remember, you're much older than me, right?

CS : Indeed. I am perhaps what you youth call "old man"

HO : Ah no, goodness! I promise you, no one is going to call you that!

CS : I'm just playing around, don't worry

HO : I mean, you're old enough to be my dad, cause I'm only 46, but no one is going to be disrespectful towards you

CS : I know

HO : Ah, I just remembered something! Come with me!

December 6th, 1981 - 5:52 a.m , Edenseye Church, basement HO : You seeing this thing? Looks like just a very used candle holder on the wall, right? But if you do this...

*sounds of a mechanism activating and a door unlocking*

HO : Boom, you open a secret hidden door

CS : Fascinating...

HO : I know, right? Apparently it was some kind of dungeon when this church was some other building, that's why there's so many cells or whatever they're called

CS : Including the handcuffs?

HO : Yeah, I think

CS : And what about this?

HO : "This" what?

CS : Why is there a recently made steel door in the middle of a decaying old dungeon?

HO : Ah, that. Well, I'm not fully sure, but I think it arrived here from after Saint Mathilde's uh...

CS : Was destroyed?

HO : Yeah... It's a bit of a... "taboo" to talk about it here and the other villages. It was almost as important of a city as the county capital, you know?

CS : Yes, I know

HO : I think it was with the police before. Like, the local prison, you know? That's why there's a little door there on the bottom, it was where they passed the food to the other side. I think.

CS : And why was it just, left on the floor like this?

HO : Honestly, I think Father Efrat was just like "yeah, just leave it there, it's not like anyone knows about the secret entrance anyway" or something along those lines

CS : You're not taking this one bit seriously, are you?

HO : Not really

December 17th, 1981 - 3:30 p.m , Edenseye

HO - (Pastor) Hunter Owldust DI - (Villager) Drew Inshaw

HO : So, you want my help with finding your daughter? DI : Yes, my eldest, Sarah. Please, we need to find her- HO : Okay, okay, calm down, Mr. Inshaw. Can you tell me what happened? DI : It was five days ago. She sometimes runs away to visit her mother in Evermoor, so me and my wife are used to her not being home for two or three days. But she didn't show up back home yesterday at all. My and my wife spent the entire afternoon searching all around the village, but no one had seen her. HO : Not even in Olivecloud? DI : No, not even there. HO : Did you at least talk to her mother? DI : Yes! I went to talk to her face to face this morning, but she told me Sarah had left the day before yesterday! HO : Alright, and what did you do afterwards? DI : I went to the Father just a couple hours ago, I wanted to ask if there was a possibility to start a search for her, but... HO : ...But? DI : But he didn't even know who she was! HO : Well, I think that's normal, he's still meeting everyone and getting used to our village DI : I- I guess. But he did let us look around for her for just a while, and she wasn't in the church. HO : So you want me to help with the search instead? DI : Please Pastor, she's still only a teenager! If she's gone somewhere else outside of here, she could get herself in danger! HO : *sigh* How about this: I'll look around a bit myself, and if I don't find any clues, I'll talk to Father Caleb about opening the search. Does it sound enough? DI : Yes! Oh thank you so much, Hunter! HO : It's my duty to help, isn't it?

December 18th, 1981 - 23:29 p.m , Edenseye Church

HO - (Pastor) Hunter Owldust

HO : (whispering to self) I don't really expect to find anything there, but...

*sounds of stairs creaking*

HO : ... Hair? Why was she down here? *sounds of footsteps* *sounds of a mechanism activating and a door unlocking*

HO : (whispering) Blood...

*sounds of footsteps*

*low growling similar to that of a wild wolf*

HO : OH MY LORD! OH GOD!

*growling gets louder* *sounds of something hitting metal bars*

HO : Can- Can you still hear me?! Who did this to you?!

*sounds of a mechanism activating and a door locking*

HO : Who- Who's there?!

*creaking noise similar to floorboards*

*loud screams before something heavy falls to the ground*

December 19th, 1981 - 9:20 a.m , Olivecloud market square

RM - (Villager) Rita Malyn TQ - (Villager) Theresa Quartermaine

[passing conversation]

TQ : Any news on the Inshaw girl from Edenseye? RM : I heard her father is going to give up searching for her TQ : Because the Pastor is gone now too? RM : Yes. He thinks that she was able to convince the Pastor to let her run away, and that he had his own motives for leaving TQ : Maybe it has to do with his sister RM : Maybe. It's been years since they last saw each other. But why he didn't warn anyone is still so confusing TQ : Maybe he thought everyone would be fine since they have a new Priest RM : Perhaps. But do you think he's ever going to return? TQ : I don't know. Maybe yes, maybe not

Short-story for my "In Mortality" au of @missr3n3 's cdta story because my creative ass can't keep focused on just one thing at a time

I chose the title because it sounds spooky but also because the first mention of Caleb (the biblical spy) is in Numbers 13