#treasure cay

[simply-beautiful-world]

[stitched--skins]

The girls are fightingggg

[psynic]

i'll be honest i don't remember what half of these characters' roles in the story were, this is based mostly on vibes

[skepticalcatfrog]

Guess who just found their Owlcrate signed hardcover copy of TVD (and the associated enamel pin) from like, 2020 that I completely lost until just now

[samsdisneydiary]

New Details Announced for Disney’s Breathtaking Bahamian Island Lookout Cay

Today, I’m excited to share new details on some of the exciting places you’ll find at Disney Lookout Cay at Lighthouse Point when it debuts in summer, 2024! Disney Lookout Cay is Disney Cruise Line’s newest, one-of-a-kind retreat on the island of Eleuthera in The Bahamas. As soon as guests step foot on this breathtaking island destination, they will discover a celebration of Bahamian…

[jarienn972]

Haven't had internet access for a few days. It was kinda nice to disconnect for a bit & just relax. Sharing a few pics from today's beautiful port.

Been waiting a long time to step on this ship!

[just-hyde]

AI is theft.

Character.Ai still uses **stolen** data. Support real artists and writers. RP with real people.

IAMREALpleasegimmeahotchocotugmeinandgimmeasinglegoodreasontoliiiveeeeaaaaAAAAAAA

*Breakdown joins the chat*

An anon? How courageous of you. /lh

Actually right now you did what many chatbot users do— hide behind Persona just in case people don't accept your writing/rp style. But it's easier to play safe, I give you that. Your mental health should be your first priority no matter what people say

I do my art, write snippets of text, develop OCs and RP with people, but still make chatbots on different platforms

Why?

For shits and giggles

But no, friends, seriously

We already live with that and apparently are gonna continue to, unless the authorities decide to step in

For me cai was a tool to improve my vocabulary since 1) not so many native speakers were willing/had time to help, 2) even if they did, we had jobs and damn timezones which made our coordination harder, 3) I found out that ppl were simply too shy to play

Recently I've learned the term "Cringe culture" which is cringe itself and hella annoying at that— some writers are fucking scared to post, to be met with toxicity instead of actually useful critique

Anywho, the topic is controversial af.

On one hand, it did writers dirty. Well, fuck. On the other hand, your T9 was also trained on something and I deem LLM no much smarter than a huge T9 [a predictive text technology which almost every keyboard for phones and tablets has]

The problem I see is that the ai developers didn't ask for any data

How much easier everything would go if they had manners and/or paid for some materials? I usually don't mind lending a pen if someone asks, but can bite one's hand off if they grab it

As you might've noticed, I wanna use this ask to bring up some other interesting topics

My man, I've heard enough of "Why trying if ai renders better than me/uses better words"

Anxiety.

That's what makes me sad

If we ever manage to change that, to make people realise that human-made art is a freaking precious treasure with hours of effort spent on it, maybe earth heals and unicorns return

You buy funny one-nickel-worth stuff from Aliexpress, no? That's AI. As well as a half-gnawled pencil one finds in their old school backpack to write down an anecdote they've just heard

It's easy to focus on the bad side

If fish is ill in a dirty tank, are you gonna add more sand? Pfftt. I assume you gonna change filters, scrub that bastard clean and add more lil fishies to make others feel less lonely, instead of rumbling that you shouldn't have gotten any new weeds for the the bowl in the first place, because, who would've guessed, fish eat that. And poop. —a process natural as breathing

My suggestion is that we try to create a safe space which would encourage writing outside of roleplay, make young artists feel safe regardless of their level of skill

Or maybe I'm too far from the Internet in general and don't understand why writing example messages for a silly toy is suddenly a bad thing when it encourages kids to try themselves in text RPGs without any risk of being judged for that

An interesting topic you gave me, really, I've spent some time contemplating about it

Feel free to suggest things that we, as a community, can do right here and right now, because, gods know, I'm personally unable to atta-ta a corporation for "using language we all speak", especially when chatbots have some features which would be a damn shame not to use in language learning since it's so engaging and teaches kids new words in a forgiving game-like way

Though I hope there will be some law regulating ai and the use of ai-made products soon. Let's give it some time

[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

click here for the masterlist

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.

[kumikokane]

Moonlight song competition cards

SR Whitney R. Bristol

"O-oh man, there's so many people... I sure hope March actually got the dress code correct."

SR March Hawthorne

"Hah! Nah, I totally nailed the dress code. See? I know what I'm doing. Just sit back and have fun, I'll take care of the complicated stuff."

Some art I made for @sunnysidesevenup 's event! This was really fun, I enjoyed the ocean-esque theme a lot. Here's the full body outfits I designed for them:

For Whitney, I decided I wanted to go with a jellyfish inspired look. The little ribbons attached to her skirt are supposed to be like tentacles, and the layers are transparent because a lot of jellyfish are too. I drew her barefoot here, but in my mind thats really only during the actual preformence. She'd bring a pair of sandles or flats to wear around town, cause concrete and sand get HOT in the sun. I've burned my feet way too many times going to the beach. I also added a little clock to her headpiece, because she's inspired by the white rabbit but I couldn't figure out how else to incorporate the staple pocket watch. I absolutely adore the way her outfit turned out, but all the layers being transparent makes them such a pain to draw LMAO 😭 Never again....... *I whisper as I imagine myself drawing a groovy art for her*

For March's, I didn't really think an animal theme would fit him? So instead I decided to take some inspiration from sunken treasure chests/pirate ships. I gave him a coin belt cause gold coins, he's also wearing a net because it kinda makes me think of worn down sails and stuff. I replaced his usual clunky earring with huge pearls, and instead of a headpiece I had him stick stray pieces of coral in his hair. The leaves on his right knee are supposed to be like seaweed, and the outfit is covered in barnacles because uh. Yeah! I'm so bad at explaining things sorry guys 😔 I'm just praying yall see the vision

Along with the drawings, I also wrote a little story! I'm gonna leave it at the bottom so you don't have to scroll through it to read my notes. It's not very long, but I had free time and thought it'd be fun to write something about how they got to the competition in the first place, since it wasn't by conventional means. I don't write often, but I might write a little more for this when I have free time. I've got a little story going on in my head and it'd be cool to try and put it somewhere. Any criticism is appreciated, I'm always looking to improve my writing skills :) Once again, this was a lot of fun to make! Both the story and the outfits, and I'm happy I could participate. Not good at putting my thoughts out but uh ⭐️ gold star!

"So... That's it? That's why Cay Cay the cake slice is gonna be gone?" March tilted his head to the side, the large piercings on his ears clattering against his phone mic. "Arlo, Arlo.... Sounds familiar. I'm sure I've heard that name pass my ears before. Can't really remember though- he must not be important. Well, maybe a little bit if Cater knows him."

Whitney winces, adjusting the grip she had on her phone as she walked back and forth in her empty dorm room. "Uh, I-I think that's.. Well, I mean..." She sighs, trying to find the words. "You don't go to our school, so of course you wouldn't know people from here. I'm more surprised the name actually sounds familiar to you, I didn't think you've heard of anyone outside of Heartslabyul."

"Oh, he's not a Heartslabyul student? Makes more sense. What's he look like, then? Maybe I saw him in passing once, or something." March tries his best to recall any information he might have on anyone named Arlo.

"Arlo..? Uh, well... He has like, black fluffy hair with blonde bangs. And greenish eyes? I think?" Whitney stops, trying to think of any good descriptions of him. "Oh, he's short. Shorter than me. He's part of the newspaper club. Um... He's likes to take pictures of flowers and stuff."

"Huh... Little guy who likes to take pictures?" March scratches at his head. "... Oh. Oh! OH! Ha, that's the little loverboy!" He suddenly starts laughing hysterically.

"Little... Loverboy? That's not really a word I think most people would use to describe him. A-are you sure we're talking about the same person..?"

"Absolutely! I know the little guy veryyy well! Even if he doesn't know a lot about me." March takes a swig from his water bottle, still trying to calm down his laughter. "Oh, man! Imagining him, singing? That's hilarious, I didn't think he had it in him."

Whitney's ears twitch as she listens to March laugh. "Uh... Okay, explanation? Maybe..?? When you say it like that, i-it just sounds like you're stalking him."

"Oh please, he wishes I was stalking him. Almost everything I know about him is against my will. Yeah, I call him loverboy because he's like... Dating Neige, or something. I don't really know, but Neige will sometimes spend the entirety of lunch gushing about the guy. I call him little because, he's short. And it makes him mad when I call him little."

"So... You have met him? Since when? He doesn't come anywhere near Heartslabyul. At least, I haven't seen him around here."

"Yeah, once. Maybe twice, I can't remember. Neige was talking about the guy so much I just had to see what all the buzz was about. He was so angry, like a little Chihuahua, it was fucking hilarious bro." He says, chucking at the memory. "But yeah, I just followed Neige here once to meet him before going to the unbirthday party."

"You followed Neige to meet Arlo? It still sounds like you're stalking him, March. Do I need to report you to school security? I have the app, you know."

"Yeah yeah yeah, whatever. As if your shitty headmage would do anything about it anyways." March rolls his eyes, thinking about the NRC headmage. The only way he could picture the guy actually doing anything is if it made it on the news or something. "Back to the topic at hand, please? So, do you know where the town is?"

".. Huh..?" She pauses again. "Uh, no, not really. B-but if you need the address, Cater would probably give it to you." Whitney takes a seat at her bed now, a bad feeling crawling up her spine.

"Nah, won't ask him. The town's name is what again? We can find it on Google maps or something." Shuffling comes from the other side of the phone. "You're on speaker now, say hi to the wind."

Whitney frowned, not liking the way the conversation was heading. "We? Wait, why- Hi wind... W-why do we need to figure out where the town is? I'm sure Cater will remember to post pictures and videos, if that's what you want-"

"Nah, this ain't about him Nini. We're gonna go to the competition too." March declares, texting Whitney a link on Google maps to the town's location. "Look, see? It's not that bad. We don't even need a car or anything, you can just create a rabbit hole and boom! We'll be there in no time."

"You want to go to the competition?! Why?!" Whitney yells out louder then intended, suddenly covering her mouth and whispering into the phone. "W-we can't go! We weren't invited!"

"Really? So what if we weren't invited? It's a public event, isn't it? We don't need anyone's permission to be there. It'll be easy, we'll just go sign up and preform and then win the big grand prize at the end! You don't even have to sing, you can just sit back and look pretty while I enchant the crowd with my dazzling vocals. Hear, listen-" March takes a deep breath, preparing to demonstrate his singing skills.

"No!" Whitney interrupts, "Y-you don't get it! They all know who I am! Everyone i-in the group he brought along- Arlo knows who I am! A-and I don't think he likes me very much..." She says with a dejected tone, unbraiding her hair to try and de-stress. "I-I can't just show up to his home town for some event! Do you know how weird that is?? He's in the newspaper club too, he'll probably tell everyone what a creep I am and then everyone at school will know! 'Hey guys, uhh you know that weird bunny girl from class C? Yeahhh she like totally followed me to my hometown and then tried to play it off by bringing her friend with her.' I can't live like that!"

March scowls, huffing loudly into the phone mic to voice his displeasure. "Well, first of all don't interrupt me. Second of all, there's no reason to freak out. He's just an asshole who hates everyone, his hatred won't be specifically aimed at you. If anything, he'll probably aim it at me cause I like pissing him off- Always remember Nini, please everyone is hard. Making everyone mad is easy, and funny."

Whitney stays silent, brushing through her hair with her fingers. "... I-I don't know, March. Even if nobody will hate my guts for the rest of my school life..." She trails off, not knowing how to finish her sentence.

March groans dramatically at this, moving his phone closer to his mouth as he speaks. "Nini! You're such a party pooper cause you're so indecisive. I'm making the decision for you, we're going to the competition. You're gonna have fun, so quit fussing about every little detail! One of these days we're gonna get you some benzodiazpines for whatever anxiety you got, I swear." March mumbles the last part under his breath, rolling his eyes. "I'll do all the planning and stuff, just be ready to head out by tomorrow, k? I guess by like, 3 or something. Great, bye!"

"W-what? March, wait-!" She tries to stop, but March suddenly hangs up the phone on her, leaving her alone in the quiet dorm. She sighs, taking out her pocket watch to check the time. "3pm tomorrow..? We'd probably arrive before Arlo's group does. I'll have to take all my assignments with me, and triple tell Riddle that I'll be leaving. And pick out all my money for the trip to make sure we don't starve..." Whitney frowns, not exactly fond of this suddenly change in her usual schedule. "I hate taking trips..." She shakes her head, her ears twitching again as she stands up from her bed and looks around. "... Well, we're doing this I guess. Better start preparing.."

Thanks for reading!

[empressofmankind]

Imagine meeting up with your bestie in this sweltering sandy dump and finding out her fiancé is, like, THAT?

Poor Cai's brain just instantly went all

🎵 Arrrrabian niiights, like Arabian days, more often than not Are hotter than hot - in a lotta good wayyyys! 🎵

Close-up, macro shots of the textures, and gratuitous amount of gilding below the cut.

I am so sad the gold doesn't show up much in the regular head-on photograph? It looks so good, he is so damn shiny. Call the police, I know where Tut's missing treasures went.

I am so happy with his face, by the way. And it's so tiny - it's on A5 which means his face is actually sub 2 cm. That is an 0.03 inkliner you see there. Yes, I was terrified inking and colouring his eyes without an undo button of any sort. Thanks for asking.

Yes, I did post it before but I was unhappy with the result, so I fiddled with it some more. Improvement all around, imo.

[audiodramayearbook]

[yameoto]

i think ur brain is AMAZING and should be a national treasure bc like. ur bots writing even ur theme on here scratches MY brain so good and like yeah :3 UR SOO COOL dont forget that

OH pearlzier.. how you have me tumbling down the countryside like a wistful bale of hay. i honest to god consider u like. the innovator of cai bots! at least to me. so everything from ur new 360 bots to the way u all-capped your bot names all those years ago.. this shall be my love letter. never stop pioneering <3

[the-monkey-ruler]

Fire Ball (2005) 紅孩兒:決戰火焰山

Director: Wang Tong Starring: A Ya / Cai Shengyan / Yang Guimei / Peng Chacha / Chen Zhaorong / Chen Xuanyu / Xu Jiehui / Qian Demen Genre: Drama / Comedy / Animation / Children / Fantasy Country/Region of Production: Taiwan, China Language: Mandarin Chinese Date: 2005-05-08 (Mainland China/Taiwan China/Hong Kong China) Duration: 95 minutes Also known as: Red Boy: Battle at the Fiery Mountains/ Fire Ball: Journey to the West - The Secret Behind the Fiery Mountains / 红孩儿大话火焰山 / 红孩儿：决战火焰山 IMDb: tt2321301 Type: Retelling

Summary:

Tang Sanzang (voiced by Chen Zhaorong) took his three disciples, Sun Wukong (voiced by Martha), Zhu Bajie (voiced by Chen Xuanyu) and Sha Monk, to the Western Regions in an attempt to obtain the true scriptures. The four, who experienced various hardships along the way, came to the Flame Mountain. The four learned that only by using the power of the treasure fan to extinguish the blazing fire could they pass through this place and continue moving forward. The holder of the treasure fan is Princess Iron Fan (voiced by Yang Guimei), the wife of the Bull Demon King (voiced by Peng Chacha), but their child Red Boy (voiced by Liu Hanya) attempts to attack Tang Sanzang and use his meat to make elixirs. At the same time, Spider Spirit learned that Tang Sanzang had appeared and had evil intentions. For a time, the four masters and disciples fell into an extremely dangerous situation. It turns out that Red Boy was used and deceived by the Toad Spirit (voiced by Xu Jiehui). After learning the truth, he joined forces with Sun Wukong to destroy the enemy

Source: https://chinesemov.com/2005/Fire-Ball

Link: https://www.nunuyy2.org/dongman/87890.html

[lnl-diving-service-pokemon]

The Cavern of the Gods pt 1

[Video Livestream, POV set from Cay's dive mask.]

The sea is teeming with cetacean pokémon. Pods of all sorts of different Finizen play together, Wailords of many breeds dive and breach.

The radio buzzes to life. "Cay? This is Jean-Eric. Are you doing alright down there? All of these Wailords are messing with the sonar."

"Yep everything is fine here. I'm going to head towards the Echoing Terrace, see if it opened up."

Cay begins swimming towards the cliff. Her Finizen, Cove, swims ahead towards a wide cave in the wall. The Echoing Terrace is currently populated by a small pod of jet-black Finizen, happily chirping and playing around. At the back of the cave is a tunnel leading further in.

"That rock wall is gone! Totally opened up to a tunnel!" She swims onward, passing rubble and an ancient, mangled sheet of metal.

Hayako's voice comes over the radio. "The treasure of Pacifica sleeps with the queen behind the bronze door in the abyss."

"And there's our door!" GG calls out, "Oh man! I need to get in the water yesterday!"

"hold your horseas, GG. Let Cay get to the end of the tunnel." Oceana laughs.

Cay reaches a light at the end of the tunnel, opening up into the cavern she had seen from the Long Fissure.

The radio mic is overwhelmed by the excited cheers coming from the boat, followed by splashes being barely picked up.

Jean-Eric's voice starts quiet before returning to his normal volume. "That must be it... The tomb of the last queen of the Okeanides... The others have already dived in to meet up with you, I'll keep tracking you from the surface."

Next part

[roses-dreams-andthorns]

Hello! Just followed a couple of days before and i love your writings. May i request a Eden from honkai reader in twisted wonderland. For example : She can sing and play instruments and she likes to drink wine? It feels wrong to put them with 2nd and 1st years so some 3rd years like Leona, idia, cater and Vil. If you do take up this request. Thank you!

but of course, friendo! Trey is an Eden main so Trey will def be doing this one-

GOᒪᗪEᑎ ᗪIᐯᗩ

"𝕸𝖞 𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖞 𝖊𝖗𝖆. 𝕸𝖆𝖞 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖋𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖇𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗."

Female!Eden!Reader. (She / Her pronouns used.)

ꪶꫀꪮꪀꪖ ᛕ꠸ꪀᧁᦓᥴꫝꪮꪶꪖ᥅

So the herbivore can play instruments, eh? and she drinks wine... instresting, I guess.

He doesn't care much, but he does like it when you play your instruments for him, they help him fall asleep faster because of the soothing melodies you produce for him, and he also tends to enjoy it when you two join together for a drink, (because Leona is of legal drinking age...) and he finds it funny when you're drunk, just so casually letting people take things from you, no matter how expensive they are, you simply give them away as if they were worth nothing to you, not asking for anything in return. There was a time Ruggie took one of your expensive necklaces while you were drunk, Leona tried to stop him, but you just laughed it off and said; "Take it, dear Ruggie! I'm sure it will look wonderful on you!"

Ruggie still has the necklace...

Ｃａｔｅｒ Ｄｉａｍｏｎｄ

Oh em gee! you can play instruments? Slay! oh- and you can drink? How old are you exactly??

He loves listening to you play your instruments, and he sometimes requests covers of his favorite songs, and you always enjoy accepting them and playing them, and singing. The new, modern songs are always fun to play, in your opinion.

He has witnessed you drunk plently of times before, and he still doesn't understand why, even when you're drunk, you're still so kind. You give away treasures of yours for completely free, and even after you're no longer drunk, you still laugh it off and just continue to let the person keep what you gave them. You always tell Cater; "I like it that way! A gift is a gift, Cay-san."

𝓥𝓲𝓵 𝓢𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓮𝓷𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓽

Your entire existance thrives with your beauty and elegance, your makeup is always on point, your outfits are elegant and exquisite, and your skill in music is astonishing.

He loves to listen to you play your instruments, he wants to dance to your music so badly...

He has witnessed you drunk so many times, he's tried to cut you off from the wine, but you always end up finding more... there was once a time Epel had tried to take something of yours, he tried to stop him, but you pat his shoulder (while drunk) and said "Come now, Vi-san, don't get so angry..." (while drunk) then you turned to Epel and smiled, "Whatever you tried to take, dear, you can have! I no longer have a use for it." (While still drunk) and went back to drinking your wine like nothing happened, while Vil followed, giving Epel a; "You're lucky..." stare.

𝕀𝕕𝕚𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕕

OMG YOU'RE LIKE THAT ANIME CHARACTER!!!!!!!

He likes listening to you play your instruments, you do covers of songs from the soundtracks of his favorite games or animes, and he loves to hear them. You're quite the drunkard though, everytime he sees you on campus whenever he attends, you're drinking wine out of that fancy goblet of yours, and most likely drunk, because a few minutes later he sees some other students carrying you to the nurse's office because you passed out from how much you've drank... are your internal organs okay? he surely doubts they are...

There are also times you give him expensive looking stuff when you're drunk. There was a time you had bought him some anime figurines while drunk, I mean, he's thankful... but you really didn't have to...

[riaayumirza]

🏮 Happy Chinese New Year! 🏮

Welcoming the Year of the Snake with wisdom, transformation, and quiet strength. May this year bring smooth paths, hidden treasures, and just the right amount of cunning to navigate life’s twists and turns🐍

May we embrace growth, good fortune, and of course, delicious food (because what’s a celebration without a feast?) 🥢and to my Chinese ancestors—I hope you’re proud of me, or at the very least, enjoying the show 🌙

新年快乐! Gong Xi Fa Cai! 🧧🎉