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#the mage’s hat 🎩
ceruleancattail · 2 days
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I made something really special for you ceruru
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AWWWW AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH YKNOW THE UNLOVABLE HAND IN UNLOVABLE HAND? EEL HAND IN SHRIMP HAND
THIS IS SO CUTE ANR SILLY YOUR ART IS SO PRETTY!!!!
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acornwinter · 9 months
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this is literally chuuya.
this is LITERALLY chuuya
Chuuya: “can I have a water….
on the rocks.”
dazai: “LMFAO WHAT?”
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mewpangxin · 10 months
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— Swapping Body With Your Favorite Character—
| (For @ceruleancattail) - based by this. And yes, I'm that anon who asked you XSDAE-
| FT. Cater Diamond and Ceru Marple 🎩
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♢˚‧Cater Diamond ♢˚‧
• HELLO, IT IS AN EMERGENCY. BECAUSE CAY-CAY-KUN IS SHOCKED. LIKE WHAT IS THIS?
• Is it a prank? Is Twisted Wonderland insinuating he should lay off from his social media?
• Rethinking about his words.
• Detective mode activated. This is not Trey. Not Ace. Not Deuce. They're not a Heartslabyul member.
• Let's do a guess.
• *Observing around the room placidly.*
• Cater has a light bulb popping in his head with a laugh. It's Ceru, isn't it? The mage’s hat.
• ...It's not that horrible? He doesn't have to fake his expression and drop the act. It's nice to sit here, not smiling until it becomes a chore and loosen up.
• They seemed carefree. He doesn't have to be too tense on what they do, he'll rest for a minute.
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ceruleancattail · 7 months
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Thinking about Bodyguard Jack…
He doesn’t speak much on the job.
Silently trailing after you, always one step behind. Almost like a puppy, albeit a big, toned one. He was certainly fit, body rippling with muscles, barely concealed under a skintight black top.
A gun was strapped to a holster around his chest, always ready to be drawn at a moment’s notice. A dagger with a leather hilt, concealed somewhere in his boot. If you bothered to pat him down, you wouldn’t be surprised if he had any more dangerous items hidden on his body.
These two seemed to be enough for him for the time being, though.
Jack always only used one weapon at a time. The gun, or the dagger. He’ll wield the chosen item with one hand, manoeuvring around the battlefield with practised ease.
What did he do with the other hand?
It was constantly on you.
Snakes around your waist, yanking you tightly against his own torso. Waist slotted against his, Jack’s warmth bleeding into your own skin. You could feel his tail brushing against your thigh, every strand of fur setting your face alight.
With every step, Jack twists his body, ensuring that he stood in the way between you and whatever came forth.
Shielding you from all harm.
You find yourself running in time with him, feet pounding against the pavement. Hands digging into his back, gripping the fabric of his clothes. Every step in time with Jack’s, in perfect sync.
Flee from danger was always his first policy. As much as he’ll rather go down fighting, Jack’s priority is you. You’ve grown used to ember irises scanning every inch of your face, calloused fingertips running down the curve of your cheeks. Checking for any harm done, any wounds on your body.
Despite all his combat prowess, Jack’s touch was gentle. Gingerly dabbing at your wounds, sealing them securely with make-shift bandages. Careful hands rub comforting circles into your back, a reassuring touch, amidst all the violence.
Your bodyguard may not talk much, but he doesn’t need words to show you just how much he cares.
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ceruleancattail · 2 months
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Victims I got to know:
Which one of the twst boys would sit down with you and shoot the breeze/gossip/talk shit/ whatever y’all call it-
Like I wanna say Cater but that’s the obvious choice, I feel like he has all the tea. Being insanely online has probably given him so much to talk about. This man’s in like so many group chats and everyday there’s something new to spill.
Lilia but he only drops in the conversation when he feels like it and drops the biggest, juiciest knowledge bomb and leaves. It’s almost if he timed that drop. Lilia shares the most out-there, insane tea about a person and he will never follow up. He will never elaborate. You’re just left there to ponder forevermore. Woe.
Jade. Jade. Jade would have the most tea and he would have that shit documented, arranged in alphabetical order. You have to ask him straight up to get anything, he would not join in otherwise. Man’s on the other side of the table, swaying from side to side, finger on his lips.
“Oh what’s happened to poor so and so… I shan’t say… really, I shan’t...”
This man takes convincing and bribery to share the tea but when he does oh lord it fucking HOT-
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ceruleancattail · 21 days
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After thinking very seriously about the soldier thing, you are right,¨The Soldier Prince March Hare¨ - there he has an Axe.
Very Sorry for this.
COCO WHAT IS THISSSSS HEKSBAIBAOABAI HELLO????? MARCH HARE CATER???? HELLO???? URM- URM- BYE I- *scream*
YES YOU SHOULD BE SORRY. RABBIT CATER IS… IS A WEAKNESS. OF MINE. I WANNA FUCKING CHEW ON HIS EARS *gets hit with an axe*
THE HARD WAY??? IS HE GONNA THREATEN ME???? EXCUSE YOU, CATER. I WILL COOK YOU IN A STEW IF YOU COME ANY NEARER TRY ME!!!!🥘🥘🥘🥘
Hmm, if we’re going off a kingdom, rpg sort of vibe, how about Bartender Sam?
Lounging on the counter of some shady, seedy bar in the darker parts of town, a sly grin dancing on his lips. That bar of his is only open at the late hours of night, where weary workers make their way over to chug down a few drinks and roll some dice. Warriors, rouges, hunters of all sorts come to his bar to barter and trade, as well.
Sam’s always in the middle of all the action, selling this or buying that. His tongue moves like a rapier, quickly and effectively securing the ideal deal. He’s skilled at negotiation, and his words are spun as fine and smooth as silken threads for the gowns of royalty.
You’re his favourite lil’ imp to see around. Whenever he hears your voice at the door, Sam’s immediately pouring out a drink for you. Here, it’s your favourite. You’re always ordering the same thing, whenever you come see him. It’s adorable how you’re a creature of habit. It makes it all so much easier for someone to slip a little something into your mug…. Aw, scared? Sam’s just kidding. Besides, you don’t have to worry about anyone doing that to you.
You just have to worry about him.
You have him, after all.
Sam’s only too happy to serve, always greeting you with a bright smile. Yet something about seemed… artificial. Fake, somehow. Yes, it was still warm, yet unlike the gentle embrace of the sun’s heat, this warmth was a warning. The temperature of an exposed flame, warding off whoever who ventured too near. Careful, lil’ imp. Curious hands get scorched, and Sam would hate if anything happened to those pretty artist hands of yours.
After all, the only thing he’ll like to lavish on those hands is jewellery. Silver bracelets, forged with dwarfen crafting, perhaps? Elegant designs of dragons and flame, woven around each other in a never ending circle. Almost like that one childish riddle he used to ask you:
“Which came first, the chicken or the egg?”
A circle has no beginning, and it has no end. Much like his affection towards you, sweetheart. Sam can’t really remember when it started, this tender feelings welling up in his heart… and as skilled a businessman he is, he can’t ever envision an end for these feelings of his.
Great Seven, he doesn’t remember when exactly did he look forward to your visits, but he does know how much he misses your voice when you’re not around. Goodness, he’s whipped.
Consider the bracelet a gift of sorts. Just something to grace your wrist.
Think of him, whenever you see it, alright?
Sam would love that.
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ceruleancattail · 1 month
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*wheels in with those wheely chairs*
Give me some Guardian Angel au brainrot victims-
I have a vague vague one about Guardian Angel Deuce not knowing how to use electrical appliances but he’s trying his best to make you a scrumptious breakfast…. With the smoke alarm going off behind him.
But hey, it’s the effort that counts, right?
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ceruleancattail · 7 months
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Ceru's mom!!!! I gotta tell u😰 ceru was a very big simp!!!! For some ginger skinny man!!!!
Ceru Mom: (everything said here is /j ok don’t take this seriously🫶)
Ah I think I know.
The Cater Diamond ah? Orange hair one, look like mop one… I don’t know why they like him sia.
No taste one. See lah, eat so much ginger, then they go and simp over a ginger. Hiaz..
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ceruleancattail · 11 months
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Two truths One lie!
1. I’ve been scouted to voice in an abridged series before.
2. I love wasabi. Like, actually full on love it.
3. I’m allergic to dog fur. (Sorry Joules🫶)
Tag a moot for them to put down their two truths one lie!
@siphoklansan @twistedchatterbox @the-v-lociraptor @bunnwich @v-anrouge @spade-spam @shkrmpp @rabioa @honey-milk-depresso @loneliness-of-spring and @ anyone who wants to do this!
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ceruleancattail · 5 months
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Floyd and Jade would use their cold hands to touch your waist whenever you wear a crop top, if only just to watch you yelp.
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ceruleancattail · 1 month
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ceruleancattail · 13 days
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Mage Cerulean learning the ancient spells in an attempt to adapt them for modern society, as well as a morbid curiosity as the spells grow more and more gruesome…
And sealed spirit Cater who’s determined to utilise this mage to bring him back to life. He speaks in haunting whispers, taunting them with images of grandeur and power.
Sure, the ancients have fallen to such desires… but you’re different, aren’t you? You have a noble horribly idealistic goal, after all! It’s for the good of mankind, so crack open that definitely-not-cursed-Ancient tome and start your journey set him free.
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ceruleancattail · 20 days
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ceruleancattail · 1 year
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I FOUND A LITTLE NEAT RANDOMISER THINGY
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Mannnnn, am I dumb.
It do be true though, so I’m not complaining.
I do want to know why my strength is maxed out-
I’m just a little mage. A lil’ magician. I’m soooo harmless *breaks something*
No pressure tags:
@shrimpppy @miss-hyoko @siphoklansan @the-trinket-witch @the-library-of-forgotten-endings @rabioa @loneliness-of-spring and @anyone who I forgot / wants to do this!
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ceruleancattail · 2 months
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Victims. It is that time on the EN Servers again.
Burrito bitches. Falling from the sky like a thousand blessings… or the asteroids that killed the dinosaurs who knows-
Either way I will now be devoting my time and effort into bonding with a certain rounded friend of mine.
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Gonna give his little forehead kisses, shake him like a maraca, squeeze him all over and hug him so so so tightly- he’s going to be in my bed as my new teddy bear, I’m going to make a little bag to carry him around, buy him cute little phone cases and custom make clothes for this round silly cutie….
Ahem- I mean I shall approach this creature with great care, and examine it for science.
Yes. Using my time wisely for the betterment of the world. Yes. Totally.
I am such a selfless and kind person am I not?
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ceruleancattail · 7 months
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AFTER 109 PULLS. AFTER 109 PULLS-
THE GINGER BASTARD GOT HIS ASS HOME!!!!
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I went through every single emotion on this universe pulling for this stinky oranger. From pain to denial to absolute despair-
BUT HE’S SO… HE’S SO… HAIR DOWN????? THAT SLIGHT SQUINT HE DOES WHEN HE’S CONCENTRATING??? HIS PIERCINGS BEING FULLY IN SIGHT ON HIS GOOFY LITTLE FACE????
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AND HIS LIPS? HIS DAMN KISSABLE SOFT PALE LOOKING ASS LIPS??? THOSE SMACKERS??? BLESS YANA I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.
HIS SHOULDER-BONES ARE IN SIGHT. OH MY GODSSSS. AND THE E-BOY ASS LOOKING CHAINS AROUND HIS NECK- BRO HAS DRIP AND HE KNOWS IT I CANNOT I CANNOT WITH HIM-
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AND HIS INSTRUMENT HAVING HIS UNIFORM PATTERN REALLY SHOWS HOW MUCH HE APPRECIATES HIS DORM BEING A SORT OF HOME. SOMETHING STABLE HE CAN RELY ON??? BRO MADE HIS INSTRUMENT HEARTSABYUL THEMED AINT NO WAY HE DID THAT JUST FOR CLOUT BELIEVE ME-
MUSIC IS A LANGUAGE WITHOUT WORDS AND EMOTIONS ARE SPOKEN THROUGH THOSE CHORD. FOR HIM TO USE HEARTSABYUL AS A THEME FOR THIS SHOWS HOW MUCH HE VALUES HEARTSABYUL. TO THE POINT HE CHOSE/ DESIGNED THE BODY OF THE INSTRUMENT TO RESEMBLE THE UNIFORM OF HEARTSABYUL.
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HE HAS BIG OLD SILVER RINGS AND BRACELETS THAT DANGLE????? THAT’S SO COOL I WANT THEM SO SO SO BAD AND I I I AND HIS NAILS ARE PAINTED?????? IN ALTERNATING COLOURS BUT THE THIRD FINGER IS COLOURED DIFFERENTLY. THERE’S A LITTLE DIAMOND WHAT THE HECK???? WHY IS BRO SO CUTE?????
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HE HAS A BELT CHAIN TOO THIS EBOY LOOKING MF
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