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The idea that all OG! Cale needed was a single responsible adult whom he respected to sit him down and set him straight to prevent his self-destruction is so tragically frustratingly funny to me.

Like, it could have been Deruth, Violan or even Ron and he would have stopped.

I imagine that in a modern AU, when Cale's behavior first started, Deruth made the decision to go to therapy with his whole family to sort out their issues. Because Deruth loves his son and I do think that if therapy was a thing in Roan, then he would have definitely taken Cale.

Anyway, Therapist tells Deruth to get his shit together and sit with his son to have a heartfelt conversation because his eldest is more than the remnants of his late wife. They do that and badabing bada boom, issues are sorted and Cale isn't ruining his life and making himself miserable, and the family is close.

OG! TBOAH meet this Modern AU Henituse family and they are SHOCKED at how different the two Cales are, including Cale himself.

Then the reason is revealed and oooh boy, are there a lot of revelations.

"WAIT IT WAS ALL AN ACT?"

"All I had to do was tell him to stop????"

Funny shit.

Man only appeared TWICE in the novel (once near Part 1 ending and another in the side stories AND not even in his og body but in Team Leader KRS's body) but there's so much content about him that it's crazy.

(Go on don't mind me I'm just gonna stand beside the fandom buffet table and eat my fill)

OG! Cale is at a nobles banquet and there are some important guests attending so causing trouble could cause a big incident that wouldn't affect only his reputation.

So, he's on his best trashy behavior. Meaning, he's quietly drinking in the corner, minding his own business and glaring at anyone who comes near him.

Well, one down on their luck artist saw him when he thought no one was looking. This can be anyone, an oc, an AU version of an existing character, whatever. All you need to know is that they have a parlour in the place the banquet is held which they use as a studio or painting place.

His elegant motions, his expression smoothing to a tired sort of blankness that caused his eyes to droop, his long lashes casting faint shadows on his cheekbones. His lips, shapely and rosy, glossy from the near constant drinking and how his tongue swiped over them to catch every last drop of wine. Pale skin flushed and his blood-red hair artfully framing his face, the dim lighting of the corner he occupied making him appear isolated in the crowded ballroom.

Basically, he looks out of this world and this artist has just found their new muse.

So, they ignore his prickly attitude and ask if they can paint him. Cale is confused but he chalks it up to this person not knowing who he is and thinking he's pretty, which he is. He wants to scare them off but the ballroom has quietened a bit due to the music slowing down and really, they have done nothing wrong and he decides, just this once, he can have this.

Cale says yes, and the artist, excited, immediately drags him away to their studio room. He shrugs and goes with the flow.

During the sketching part, Cale takes off his coat and loosens up the laces on his neck because he's feeling warm. Artist-nim is thrilled and flustered and even more amused. So, they make him pose on the couch like this:

Except his legs are on the floor, his gaze is to the side and his hand is propping up his chin. Cale is a bit tired and he drank enough to be a little buzzed, his expression is soft and he zones out.

Everything goes well, they paint him beautifully and amazingly, he likes it enough to offer them a few gold coins which they try to refuse but he insists so they relent and take the money from their muse.

Cale doesn't think much of it, it was the only fun he had at that banquent.

A few weeks later, the Artist is showing off their work at an exhibit and they display the painting of Cale as their magnum opus.

People recognize Cale but they're shocked and amazed because one the painting is stunningly beautifully and because of how Cale looks. He appears relaxed, his expression dreamy, almost dazed, his cheeks rosy with that drunken flush and shapely lips parted ever so slightly. His throat and collarbones are bared in an unintentionally sensual manner.

Long story short, the painting goes internationally viral, Cale becomes a target for artists everywhere and the Henituse are being bombarded for their son's hand in marriage.

The Artist who painted is hella rich and hella smug.

Callie: I didn't do anything wrong!

Alberu, pointing at corpse: You killed a man.

Callie: He's a wife-beater and he tried to kidnap one of my maids.

Alberu: I know you had your reasons, I understand, but there are consequences for your actions and unfortunately, the law is more focused on the fact you killed someone unprovoked.

Callie: I am Just A Girl.

Alberu, sighing: Fine, I'll handle it.

I have not watched the apothecary diaries but I heard the mc is a poison fanatic and it gave me an idea.

OG! Cale who eats poisons for fun.

In a version of this AU, he didn't need to act trashy, he just became very open about his obsession with poisons and how he wants to travel the world to injest different types of poison. That really put people off him becoming Count.

Or, he still acted like trash and indulged in his poison hobby in his free time, which he had a lot of.

I imagine that in a situation where he's at some place with the heroes, they're served wine and Cale drinks it and says: "Oh yeah, this is straight poison!" before taking another sip. Choi Han knocks the glass from his pout and complains to him that it was still good wine.

Alberu kept Cale as his personal poison tester because the guy was knowledgeable and immune to most poisons. Cale probably became a leader of poison specializing division in the military.

Let Cale have his poison.

Bunny beastman Cale AU. Aka Bunny boy Cale.

Thank you to @skylerskyhigh for the idea, if she hadn't said that Hatsune Miku's pigtails look like long bunny ears, these would not have been drawn by my hand.

Will expand more later. Maybe.

Here is a doodle of me kissing the God of Life from @skylerskyhigh's fic Cut Yourself On My Glass Plate.

I can't fix him but he can make me worse.

Twins AU but with Fem! OG! Cale.

Regressor Callie Henituse is unamused with this dongsaeng and his craziness. However, she is a good noona, so she indulges him.

Callie is tired and all she really cares about is saving the world and her family’s safety. Because of this, she has no energy to keep up her trash act and instead of being vitriolic and hostile, she’s kind of distant.

Now, people are confused by this change in behaviour and while Callie is not being nice by any means, she’s allows her diplomatic politeness to guide interactions and doesn’t bother to hide her elegance. She eats food quietly without kicking up a fuss even though she doesn’t compliment it, her drinking has been cut back severely and she’s very quiet. She is not sweet, her walls are still up but there is an undeniable mellowness and gentleness to her.

In the previous timeline, Callie, through intense hardwork and nigh deadly self-training, achieved swordmaster status at the age of 26. She cultivated a suffocating and sharp burgundy aura that had the unique ability to shift temperatures. Whether it be to fill the enemy’s lungs with ice or cool off a feverish ally, whether it be to scorch an attacker or warming up a civilian, she could do it.

Callie sees through Roksoo as if he’s glass and she does NOT let him get away with hiding information or trying to lie. Even if he causes misunderstandings for everyone else, Roksoo has to explain himself to Callie who then clarifies everything for the others if they aren’t already listening in.

Will expand on this later.

been thinking about Alberu Crossman lately and how he really is just the guy of all time. he's a magic swordsman prince and a quarter Dark Elf, but his main weapon is a gun. and not just any gun, but an alien gun that came pre-installed with AI. he spent half a chapter on hold with customer service once. his alias of choice when going undercover is "Bob." he's white-passing, but only when he wants to be. his main catchphrase is "This is driving me nuts." he uses this catchphrase so much, the fandom has started associating him with squirrel imagery. he's the only person to call Cale an immature brat to his face. he was assigned a fursona by God. he's genuinely upset that the main villain makes better cookies than he does. he fought the final boss in his pajamas - and won. he averted a TPK for Cale's allies by taking a video call as his fursona. he once shot the main villain while he was monologuing. he's even a gamer. what did we do to deserve him

A scene idea for the Twin AU I was talking about earlier, here are some crumbs for all you little AlCale shippers.

Alberu went out to the garden during a banquet for some reason and some guys jumped out from the shadows and like fed him poison and chased after him.

Callie, who was also in the garden, gives chase once she sees this.

She managed to hit the guy carrying Alberu with a blow to the head (she threw a rock really hard) and used that momentary distraction to snatch the crown prince back and set him down a few steps away.

She then realizes that she is surrounded by like 20 armed kidnappers, she is wearing a beautiful elaborate deep mauve gown with heels, her hair is down and she has no weapon.

What she does have is her swordmaster aura, her fists and war-honed instincts.

So, she leans down and pinches Alberu’s cheek gently before whispering in his ear, “Don’t worry, your highness, I’ll save you.”

Callie proceeds to fight all 20 of them at once, burning skin and freezing organs and breaking bones before she steals one their swords and then cuts the heads off all of them in one round slice.

Alberu, who is sitting on the ground, hyperventilating from poison and panic is wide-eyed and in awe and kind of scared.

Callie approaches him, scrutinizing his state. She cleaned her hands from blood with her handkerchief and a nearby pond before sticking her fingers in Alberu’s mouth.

Alberu is, understandably, flustered. His cheeks flush red and his already uneven breathing gets worse. This is intensified when Callie puts her fingers in her own mouth to taste his saliva. She’s trying to figure out which poison it is since the symptoms are too common for her to figure out anything.

Ignoring the sputtering prince, she reached into her spatial pouch and procured a makeshift antidote before picking up Aberu and throwing him over her shoulder. She then begins rushing to the palace, keeping the stolen sword just in case they get attacked again.

So, Callie barges back into the banquet hall and it goes silent. She’s covered in blood, has a sword and some minor injuries and has the crown prince thrown over her shoulder.

Before anything is said or done, she takes him to the King and informs him of what happened, not caring about the eyes on her. Alberu is taken to the infirmary, Callie hands over the sword so it can be investigated and she gets a room to stay in at the palace.

And that’s about it. Also, just thought I’d mention it, I’ll probably post more ship posts about this AU because I really like romantic tension and sort of harems that edge the line of platonic and romantic.

Fem! OG! Cale and Witira kissing and making out.

I want more fics with Archie as a romantic interest for OG! Cale.

I love Paseton but I’ve seen enough of him as a love interest.

Random excerpt from my Twins AU (that I have not written):

(1) [Noona, wtf?]

Callie, smiling and cheery: Dongsaeng! I just got back from my trip and I brought a gift for you, here!

Roksoo, in disbelief: Noona, what the fuck?

Callie, discouraged: Oh...do you not like it..?

Roksoo: N-No or yes- fuck - I like the gift, it's great but that's not the point, why're you acting like nothing happened?

Callie, bemused: Hm? What do you mean?

Roksoo, staring at her with a deadpan look, his tone of voice severe: Noona, you disappeared in the middle of the night, like vanished into thin air because there wasn't any trace of your departure and the only thing you left as explanation was a signed note that said 'I'll be back in a bit'. Father, understandably, freaked out and the entire guard turned the city and the surrounding area upside down searching for you, he even used his connections and asked the other nobles if they'd seen you and only got more anxious when he recieved negative responses. Basen, Lily and I weren't allowed out of the estate, not even into the gardens and everyone was panicking. Then, you show up a week later, with gifts and souvenirs like you were on vacation in a foreign country and somehow you're a swordmaster and have an ancient power even though when you left, your strength was only a bit superior to my own! Noona, what the fuck happened and where were you?!

Callie: ...Oops..?

Roksoo: *internally screaming*

Another random excerpt from my Twins AU (that I have not written):

(2) [Favorite mortal of mine...]

Callie couldn’t breathe, every time she inhaled through either her nose or mouth, the sickening scent and taste of copper would overwhelm her. Tears stung her bleeding eyes, as she coughed up more and more red.

The black uniform that she had worn to match with her dongsaeng was soaked with her blood. Unsalvageable.

Through her blurred vision, she could barely makeout the battlefield. It was all ash and rubble anyway, so it's not like there was much to see.

The pale skin of her hands was webbed with inky blackness, consuming more and more of her porcelain flesh as butterflies emerged from her body, glittering like stained glass and rushing towards allies to provide aid.

Callie ignored the pain, the excruciating sensation of her insides tearing themselves apart. She could handle it, just a little bit more-!

"-ate broke! NOONA!" She could hear someone yelling, it sounded like Roksoo but her hearing was fading, the blood leaking from her ears was already making everything a bit muffled.

Spots appeared in the corners of her eyes, a scorching heat boiled beneath her skin as she closed her eyes and tipped forward, her trembling legs no longer able to hold her up.

…

She didn’t hit the ground.

Cool, large hands wrapped around her own, familiar dark-skinned fingers intertwined with hers as she was pulled back against a man’s chest.

“Didn’t I tell you to not come to me so soon?” The God of Death, nay, Azrael said to her, his voice soft.

Her sight, no longer obscured by blood, dust or ash, adjusted to the scenery of the Void.

She tilted her head up, looking up at him.

Azrael’s expression was inscrutable, black eyes shiny and silver in his waterline.

“…I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Azrael.” Callie whispered hoarsely, her throat felt like sandpaper and her tone was breathless, almost pleading.

“No, you’re not.” He sighed and leaned down, pressing his forehead to hers, strands of moon-white hair tickled her cheeks but she didn’t mind.

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GUYS I'M SORRY I COULDN'T FINISH IT ;-;

I was itching to post something but this was stressing me out, so have a cut-off scene. I might update this later but it's unlikely.

Modern AU RokCale, they’re in college or whatever. Btw, this is fem! Cale for the sole reason that I’m on a Callie roll and I want to write about her but this can be applied without the genderbending.

ANYWAY! They meet on a rainy day, Callie is curled up in a ball under the hood of some building and Roksoo sees her when he walks out. He doesn’t have an umbrella and he doesn’t feel like getting wet.

Callie has one but she’s just sitting there and not moving. Roksoo, despite his reservations, approached and asked. Callie was more mellow today, the rain having put out her fire before it had the chance to erupt, so she answered with:

“I don’t feel like going home right now.”

So, Roksoo decides to sit with her because he’s got nothing better to do and he’d feel bad to just ask for her umbrella.

They sit like that for a bit, in silence while staring at the rain-drenched surroundings.

After a while, Callie stands up and dusts off her shorts, picking up her umbrella before throwing a look at the still-seated Roksoo.

"Well? Aren't you gonna come? I don't have all day."

Roksoo is surprised but quickly stands up to follow her. They huddle under her umbrella, with Roksoo having to hunch over a bit. The two end up fumbling around a bit til Callie gets fed and just locks her elbow with his so that they can get going.

They end up going to a nearby convenience store where Callie bought snacks and drinks for both of them. Carbonated strawberry milk for herself and normal chocolate milk for Roksoo, because I think he would.

Somehow, they end up at the park, sitting on hill while eating their snack. Callie pops open her can, carefully making sure that the middle dot remained intact before ripping off the tab and tucking it into her pocket.

They talk about stuff and get to know each other better, Callie allows her walls to recede slightly while Roksoo loosens up a bit. She tells him that she likes making jewellery from little trinkets and knick-knacks like soda tabs and such. Roksoo confesses that he loves reading shitty webnovels and riduculous romance dramas.

The sun dips below the horizon, the clock strikes eight and Roksoo walks Callie home.

They’re at her front door and before she walks in, she takes out the soda tab from before and gives it to Roksoo, sliding it into his palm and closing his fist over it.

She smiles softly and bids him goodbye before going inside and closing the door. Only to immediately slide down and curl up into a ball, her face as red as her hair and her heart jackrabbiting in her chest.

Roksoo stands there for a second, his ears burning red as gently holds the tab before stiffly walking away, a smile playing on his lips.

They have one thought:

“Shit, I forgot to give him/her my number.”

Unbeknownst to them, both Ron and Hans saw the whole thing.

Being Beaten To A Pulp

tw: depiction of injuries

Okay, just a small question or curiosity I have. Og!Choi Han beat Og!Cale to a pulp in tboah, right? How much force would Choi Han exerted in his unstable state of mind? If he delivered precised punch on Cale's philtrum, how high is the chance for Cale to experience fracture, breaking the alveolar process up to his nasal spine at the same time? No, really. Is it possible? If Choi Han did not stop with philtrum alone, going as far as to punch him on either sides of parietal bones, mandible, and frontal bones (pardon me if I got the name wrong)... with swordmaster's strength, uncontrollable anger, and little to no self-control. At this point, honestly Cale might not be so weak. I mean if we cast aside the existence of potion and holy power, 'fantasy' factors that may contribute to Cale's physical endurance, severe blood loss, and assuming Choi Han went all out.

This might be a stupid thought but I'm genuinely wondering. And at the same time it's unnerved me that tboah Vicross decided it was a breathtaking display of power...? Towards an 18-years-old? I'm not trying to be biased but please, let's see it this way for a bit. How could Deruth forgive Choi Han enough? Why did Ron finalised his decision to resign at the same time?

Me here quite frankly thought 'being beaten to a pulp' is an understatement of Cale's potential injuries, his head might as well pummeled and mashed. And the emphatic sense of people around is fairly questionable, or is it just for the fact that Cale is trash? Character bashing aside.... I'm, I'm crying because now I feel so guilty. And it just 'head', what if Choi Han beat the 'body' too...?

And thus, Roan is introduced to FIREARMS!

Modern Cale being TBOAH Cale’s sort-of kinda therapist is so funny.

Also, Bud is so right. I sometimes can’t help but to wonder if Cale was really such an outstanding actor or if other people noticed and just didn’t do anything.

The former is probably the truth but the second is really tragic.

The idea that all OG! Cale needed was a single responsible adult whom he respected to sit him down and set him straight to prevent his self-destruction is so tragically frustratingly funny to me.

Like, it could have been Deruth, Violan or even Ron and he would have stopped.

I imagine that in a modern AU, when Cale's behavior first started, Deruth made the decision to go to therapy with his whole family to sort out their issues. Because Deruth loves his son and I do think that if therapy was a thing in Roan, then he would have definitely taken Cale.

Anyway, Therapist tells Deruth to get his shit together and sit with his son to have a heartfelt conversation because his eldest is more than the remnants of his late wife. They do that and badabing bada boom, issues are sorted and Cale isn't ruining his life and making himself miserable, and the family is close.

OG! TBOAH meet this Modern AU Henituse family and they are SHOCKED at how different the two Cales are, including Cale himself.

Then the reason is revealed and oooh boy, are there a lot of revelations.

"WAIT IT WAS ALL AN ACT?"

"All I had to do was tell him to stop????"

Funny shit.

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Hi, I've got spine.

Poor soul, really should heed the tags but at the same time I feel like they don't do the fic enough justice.

Just put 'PAIN PAIN SUFFERING PAIN MORE SUFFERING' as a warning atp lol

Loved the chapter and I love Kasumi <3

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Callie would be a soloist kpop idol with a girl crush concept, me thinks.