#the kaleidoscope CAL

[laidback-thrills]

hey, Cal, don’t tell Kenneth but I prefer you over him >:)

[sunderedazem]

“it’s okay. i promise you, i will be here when you wake up.” with spyscrapper for the drabble prompt?

OHHHHHH YES (thank you!)

There's- something noticeably different about being hurt by the Golden Skriton, as compared to it's lesser counterparts. And as Cal stumbles yet again, holding his side where the beast's stinger had pierced him through and limping, his calf still pouring blood - he tries to puzzle out what. But it's hard to put a name to with the chill of Jedha's cool deserts leeching warmth from his shivering limbs and sapping clarity from his stream of conscious thought. It's hard to figure out with the gash in his back still seeping warmth down his clothes despite the bacta dressings.

He blinks again, and Jedha's deserts burst with kaleidoscopic color before fading back to tans and browns and the oncoming violet of dusk. He's...a bit too far from the base to make it back before nightfall, he thinks fuzzily.

It's a shame BD had stayed with Cordova. The little droid always had been good at making sure the stim capsules didn't get smashed to pieces. And Cal...Cal hadn't been so lucky this go around.

The desert sways back into vibrant colors again, the pain fluttering into strange pulses of neon for a moment, and Cal staggers to a halt, staring absently at the landscape as it flashes green and gold and bright blue around him. He....doesn't think this is precisely normal. Maybe that's what's different about the Golden Skriton sting...?

He doesn't notice he's keeled over on the sand until the grit is cool beneath his cheek and there's spreading warmth sticky and wet beneath his side and- it's a little silly, really, how everything keeps flickering into pretty colors...and the sounds are starting to get weird too, there's a humming buzz that keeps getting louder and louder-

"Cal! Holy shit, scrapper-"

Bode's face is a miasmas of blinding orange and purple above him, and spinning wildly, and Cal giggles weakly up at him. He looks weird. Maybe Cal's just tired.

"Heyyy...jetpack..." he tries to get out- but the words slur on his tongue and garble, and there's a flash of fear on the mercenary's face that seems wrong, very wrong when the pain is drifting away and Cal doesn't really feel all that cold anymore. Dark eyes blink down at him, cutting sharply through the drifting colors and glowing traces of weird lights starting to curdle his vision at the edges. It feels like he's on the edge of a dream, a little. Carefully, Bode's hands trace around the curve of his throat, pressing against his pulse. Cal stares up at him, watching.

He's so pretty. Bode's so pretty it hurts.

There's a strangled sob then, and before he realizes what's happening Bode's sliding his hands underneath Cal's shoulders and knees and lifting. It's comfortable, and Cal's very convinced he's about to have a nice nap listening to Bode's pattering heart. Everything's pleasantly fuzzy now. And Bode is still so-

He sighs, closing his eyes against the bright colors beyond. Bode's handsome. Kissable. He wants to do that, later, maybe.

"You're the pretty one, scrapper," Bode says then, and his voice is choked with fear. "You hang in there, you hear me? Kiss me later, you hear me?"

Cal hums.

"...promise?" he garbles. "promise you'll...be here...?"

Bode chokes again, and his heart's a horrid drumbeat, loud and terrified in his chest. Cal thinks they might be flying.

"I swear to you, Cal. I'll be here when you wake up," he whispers. He sounds so scared.

Cal barely has time to wonder why before the kaleidoscope swallows him.

-

(He wakes up three days later, antidote like fire in his bloodstream and bacta plastered over his injuries. Bode is no longer orange and purple, but he is there. Cal thinks that he promised to be.)

(Bode still looks kissable. He always has.)

(Cal kisses him.)

(He's kissed back.)

[a-cloud-for-dreams]

Hello, how are you?

Question: Do you write fanfics? Any writing in progress or planned? Just curious to know.

Forgive me if I am disturbing you. I hope you're doing well and having a great day/noon/afternoon/evening/night wherever you are 🩷

I'm doing alright! hbu? Don't worry sending me asks doesn't bother me at all <3

I do write fanfics and make edits! I have them all linked in my pinned masterlist post. Thanks for sending this ask because now I have an excuse to talk about my stuff!!

I have some ideas for what to post so I can list them below if anyone is interested I'll work on them more/release them earlier. More info about the bigger projects will be found on my masterlist

Choices Related

Blades II: I have a lil mini fic about Mal and how he deals with Salem disappearing but @lawrencebarkley beat me to it with a Tyril x Reyna fic and I won't be able to top that imao here it is if you wanna read it! I def recommend it

Blades II: Aerin and Salem unexpectedly reunite and talk about the betrayal amongst other things

Nightbound: Jealous!Nik x Lyra headcanons specifically with her friendship with Cal imao I have a list already because jealous fics are fun for me to write so I may or may not post that

Ride or Die: A cute lil fic of Lyra and Colt reuniniting or Lyra visiting Mona and Shaw in prison

Non-Choices Related

Broken Stars w/ @magicwithineleteo (sorry for tagging you so much bestie 😭) between us it's a very big inside joke but I have some oneshots I can update and post at some point

Livin' the Luxe Life: THIS IS NEW!!! I decided to start releasing stuff about this story idea I've had for years since I've worked hard on it so why not? I'll post a new chapter to Ao3 soon. I'll also be posting TikTok edits about this since it's an original story lolol

The Kaleidoscope: more info soon…

TYSM FOR THE ASK!

[highbrasshighkass]

1, 9 and 10 for the fic writer asks?

How old were you when you started writing fics?

i can't exactly remember, but i know it was sometime in late middle school (my first "fanfiction" was basically a shot-for-shot written down version of an episode of star wars: the clone wars that i wrote in the middle of the night and then lost somewhere along the way lol). my first posted fic was a criminal minds oneshot in 2013 on fanfiction.net (my beloved)

9. What's the best title you've come up with?

titles are the bane of my existence lol. come up with? i do like "kaleidoscope flora and prismatic fauna," my j:fo fic where cal gets bit by a spider and gets temporary synesthesia.

10. Do you read your own fics for fun?

sometimes! especially my newer ones, since i'm pretty proud of them. i also have a woeful amount of unfinished fics that i grow through every once in a while to see if inspiration strikes.

thank you for asking!!

[flyiing-giraffe]

Writing Patterns

Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!

Tagged by @cal-cium-the-nerd ! Thanks so much <3 !

Tagging: @darklordofcutlets, @me-shells, & @yeonjunenby, but only if you feel like it!

Whoooops I posted this to the wrong blog yesterday lol take 2!

the ascent

Once there was a god born; bright and beautiful and golden, into the heavens.

The Road(trip) to Hell is Paved with Questionable Decision Making

“I cannot fucking believe,” Sanji grouses, hands flying over the cutting board as he dices carrots, “that idiot Mosshead”— he thumps his heel on the ground for emphasis, igniting the floor.

possession

“—we don't know if they even kidnapped him. Corazon is always disappearing."

fledglings

Zoro’s in a bar, in a town somewhere.

warning shots

Being a Royal Warlord requires a lot more paperwork than Law expected.

kaleidoscope

Lucci does not remember what happened after the explosion.

five of a kind

New members of Cipher Pol are always taught how to play poker.

moonlight

The room is tiny, spare.

clean

Everything in Mariejois is so clean.

dinner & diatribes

“Whiskey, neat.”

Well, just glancing through I can see that everything is in present tense. Several dialogue starts in here, and then the rest are mostly short, declarative sentences meant to establish something significant about the environment or circumstance. The odd ones out are ascent and roadtrip because they are very stylized, and out of my usual wheelhouse. There are none that are really meant to establish a wider scene/larger events, although I know some of the later d&d chapters start like that.

Fun exercise! Definitely recommend it, if you think it sounds fun!

[linguistlist-blog]

Confs: 1st International Conference Of the Cameroon Association of Linguistics (CAL)

Meeting Description: Africa, the cradle of a multitude of cultures and languages, stands out for the richness and diversity of its linguistic heritage. With over 2,000 spoken languages (Eberhard et al., 2022), the continent is a veritable linguistic kaleidoscope, where each language carries with it the history, traditions and world views of a particular human group. However, this linguistic mosaic faces complex challenges that jeopardize the survival and enhancement of many languages. Des http://dlvr.it/THCKLl

[bakumatsu-assassin]

Bladed Kaleidoscope: Chapter 2

Callum Lynch tapped his pencil rhythmically against the rough concrete wall, the sound echoing softly in the silence of his cell. Each tap resonated with the frustration churning within him. He glanced at the half-finished sketch lying abandoned on his cot, the intricate lines and shapes representing a story he could no longer focus on. The harsh clang of the cell door shattered the quiet, jolting him back to reality.

A guard stood impassively in the doorway, their hand resting on a holstered gun. Their voice, devoid of warmth, announced, "Mr. Lynch, you have a visitor."

Callum followed the guard down the sterile corridor, his pulse quickening with each step. Who could be visiting him in this isolated corner of the world? As he approached the interrogation room, a wave of unease washed over him. The heavy metal door clanged shut behind him, sealing him in a stark room illuminated by harsh fluorescent lights.

Across from a plain table sat two figures. The first, a seasoned detective with a weathered face etched with experience, emanated an air of authority. Their gaze swept over Callum, a mix of scrutiny and determination evident in their eyes. Beside them sat a smaller figure, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit that spoke of wealth and influence. Despite their diminutive stature, they commanded attention with their piercing gaze.

"Do we know the victim yet?"the detective inquired, their voice echoing in the confined space.

"None other than Travis Cates," came the response, delivered with a hint of resignation.

The detective's brow furrowed in recognition. "The pimp? Did the world a favor," they remarked, their tone tinged with disdain and grim satisfaction.

The detective recounted Callum's criminal history, their voice devoid of emotion. A part of Lynch winced at the mention of his past, the weight of his choices pressing down on him.

"Let's not forget," the detective's voice cut through the tension, "we're talking capital murder here."

The gravity of the situation settled over the room, the words hanging heavy in the air. Callum took a deep breath, his gaze drawn to the detective's hand, where a ring adorned with a red cross glinted in the harsh light.

"So, Callum," the detective addressed him, their voice breaking the silence. "Where do you want to start?"

Callum, determined to maintain control, leaned forward and stated firmly, "First, you can call me Cal."

The detective acknowledged him with a nod, their expression unreadable. "Alright then, Cal,"they said, opening a file before him. The sound of paper rustling filled the room, adding to the tense atmosphere.

The detective's tone softened slightly. "So, it's your birthday,"he remarked, a hint of sympathy in his voice. A wry smile played on Callum's lips. "Yep," he replied, his voice laced with irony. "The party's just getting started." For a brief moment, his laughter filled the room, a spark of defiance breaking through the oppressive atmosphere.

The detective's demeanor turned serious. "Let's get to the point here,"they said, their voice direct. "As it stands, you're on death row."

Callum rolled his eyes, a gesture conveying disbelief and bitterness. "A pimp,"he echoed, his voice dripping with disdain.

"But that's not the point,"the detective countered, their gaze fixed on him. "Apparently, a sponsor group has requested someone with a background like yours for a..." they hesitated, searching for the right word, "...rehabilitation program."

Callum's brow furrowed in disbelief. Rehabilitation? The word seemed foreign to him, a distant concept that felt out of reach for someone like him, someone who had spent most of his life on the fringes of society.

"But why me?"he questioned, his voice laced with uncertainty. "And what exactly does this program entail?"

The detective paused, considering his response carefully. "The details are still being finalized," he began, "but the sponsor group believes individuals with your background have the potential for change and reintegration into society."

Callum's gaze shifted to the table where a single business card lay, its sleek black surface reflecting the cold light. Curiosity flickered in his eyes as he reached out and picked it up. The card bore the logo of the infamous Abstergo Foundation, a symbol of power and wealth that sent shivers down his spine. The words etched beneath the bold design echoed ominously: "Forging a Better Future, Together."

Callum's brow furrowed as he studied the card. The Abstergo Foundation? The name sparked recognition, but also a sense of unease and suspicion. He couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.

"What's this?" he inquired, his voice laced with caution as he looked up at the detective.

"It's from the Abstergo Foundation," the detective responded, their tone guarded. "They're the ones funding the rehabilitation program."

Callum's mind raced with questions. Why would the Abstergo Foundation, a corporation notorious for its controversial practices, be interested in him? What were their true motives?

His gaze darted back to the business card, the ominous phrase seeming to mock him. "Rehabilitation?"he scoffed, his voice laced with disbelief. "They think they can turn me into some model citizen after all I've done?"

The detective remained silent, their expression unreadable. They simply placed a pen and a sheet of paper in front of him.

"The decision is yours, Cal," they said, their voice devoid of emotion. "Sign the form if you're interested. But remember, there's no turning back once you're in."

Callum stared at the blank paper, the weight of the decision pressing down on him. This was his chance, a potential escape from the grim reality of death row. But at what cost? Was he willing to trust the Abstergo Foundation, an organization shrouded in secrecy and suspicion?

He closed his eyes, the image of his unfinished sketch flashing in his mind. It depicted a bird, its wings outstretched, soaring towards a distant horizon. A symbol of freedom, of hope.

Taking a deep breath, Callum picked up the pen. His hand hovered over the paper for a moment, his mind in turmoil. But as he looked at the detective's impassive face, a spark of defiance ignited within him.

He wouldn't let them control him. He would play their game, but on his own terms. With a resolute hand, he signed the form, the sound of the pen scratching against the paper echoing in the sterile silence of the room.

As he handed the form back to the detective, a sense of uncertainty washed over him. He had stepped into the unknown, embarking on a path shrouded in mystery and potential danger. But for the first time in a long time, he felt a flicker of hope, a fragile ember yearning to be fanned into a flame. The future remained uncertain, but one thing was clear: Callum Lynch was no longer just a convicted murderer on death row. He was a participant in a strange experiment, a pawn in a game far bigger than himself. And he was determined to survive, not just for himself, but for the sliver of hope that flickered within him.

[oraflowers]

Celestial Kaleidoscope Sipper Glass

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[must-mofasa]

Vibrant Stained Glass Sipper - Sipper Glass, 16oz

A beautifully crafted glass jar adorned with a kaleidoscope of stained glass patterns. The jar features a wooden lid and a reusable glass straw, making it both stylish and eco-friendly. Perfect for enjoying your favorite beverages while adding a touch of artistic flair to your day.

It's time to upgrade, buy now and get the most out of it!

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It's time to upgrade, buy now and get the most out of it!

[eye4jewelry]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Vintage Gold Filled Retro Art Deco Space Age Earnest Borel Kaleidoscope Watch.

[laidback-thrills]

Kaleidoscope "Cal" Miami!

More Info Below vvv

Working alongside Kenneth Torrez is THIS menace!

Cal mans the prize counter at the New Mexico Santa Fe location.

His favorite animatronic is Balloon Boy.

Unlike Matt, Cal is not a Virgin Loser. He's a frequent raver and practically lives the entirety of his undead life extremely high.

Kaleidoscope is dead. He was killed in a cocaine overdose, but decided he was "too young and hot to die" and animated with the pure spirit of Rave™.

Cal is 5'1", extremely lightweight, and his limbs possess a weird stretchy, noodly quality. When asked why, he only responded "'S just how groovy I am, duude...Go with the flow..."

Kenneth is very intimidated by them and feels as if they may team up with Balloon Boy to usurp his order (They regularly threaten this).

They are chaotic, flirtatious, chatty and confident. Cal has never been self-aware or self-conscious in his entire life, and he intends to stay that way. He has a vaguely threatening aura. He'd probably get along with Matt.

Kaleidoscope is single and ready to mingle if he ever gets from behind the prize counter.

[happi-tree]

hi happi !!! i hand you this (♣️) and also a hug <3

Seisei!!!! I take this and puts it in my pocket to cherish forever and then take your hand and pull you into another hug 🥰🥰🥰

You’re my: Beloved mutual, A3B roomie, fellow person dragged by the combined efforts of Nyx and Cal from Amphibia to dndads, and one and only seibling!!! How I met you: In the apartment, though I think I must've seen your art a ton beforehand! I'm unsure as to when I actually followed you in all that, but I feel like it was probably pretty immediately because you were so wonderful and kind and sweet from our very first interaction :]c Why I follow you: AMAZING, amazing art that you churn out like nobody's business and a demeanor as bright and bubbly and squishy and serotonin-inducing as your art style!!! You're very friend-shaped, lovebird 💗 Your blog is: Like an art classroom! There's paintings and projects of every hue imaginable hanging from the ceiling, and it's an absolute kaleidoscope of light and color and whimsy. It's very easy to get inspired, and my day gets a little brighter every time I see you on the dash!!! Your URL is: Very adorable and also friend shaped!!! And it's just you, Seisei the seibling ever <333 Your icon is: Your sona!!! They look SO cool - I remember when you first showed their design in the apartment and was blown away by how cool they look. The purple eyes are my favorite part, I think 🥰 A random fact I know about you: Owner of some VERY cool magical ocs!!! I need to read up on their Lore, but every one of their designs absolutely slays. A seislay, if you will :P General opinion: Amazingly talented person and cherished internet friend!!! Personal ball of sunlight and positivity and encouragement :DDD Very lucky to have you 💗💗💗 A random thought I have: I look at the birthday art you gifted me on a daily basis btw <333 The colors and composition are so cool and I don't think I'll be over it anytime soon :DDD

[xxsparksxx]

The Kaleidoscope Blanket CAL - Part 13

The Kaleidoscope Blanket CAL – Part 13

Welcome to part 13 of the Kaleidoscope CAL – the final part!

The last thing to do with any blanket is the border. A good border sets off a blanket nicely, and after all the work you’ve put into this blanket, it deserves to be well-finished.

This border is fairly simple, with no colourwork – just lots of V stitches to create an open, lacy edge that really brings the whole blanket together.

The…

[highbrasshighkass]

If anyone asks, Cal decides hazily as he tries to stop the blood oozing from his shoulder, it was definitely BD-1’s fault. Cal has an encounter with more of the local wildlife on Bogano. Obviously it doesn't go well.

could it be? me finally writing another fic after lifetimes and lifetimes? anyway

[alt-brained]

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[linguistlist-blog]

Calls: 1st International Conference Of the Cameroon Association of Linguistics (CAL)

Meeting Description: Africa, the cradle of a multitude of cultures and languages, stands out for the richness and diversity of its linguistic heritage. With over 2,000 spoken languages (Eberhard et al., 2022), the continent is a veritable linguistic kaleidoscope, where each language carries with it the history, traditions and world views of a particular human group. However, this linguistic mosaic faces complex challenges that jeopardize the survival and enhancement of many languages. Despite http://dlvr.it/THCKLh