#Muse: Caspian

[kirbydached]

another night alone in his room, his slender figure seated in the gaming chair only illuminated by the strips of led lights that outlined his room. a dopey smile settled on his lips as he pulled up the familiar application on which he chatted with his boyfriend. his eyes immediately scanned over the screen, eagerly clicking the icon that remained on the left side of the screen from last night. although he saw the other’s status was set to offline, he knew that the other had a habit of lurking. he typed a quick message, nothing overcomplicated.

i’ve been thinking about you all day.

suddenly the text turned red, causing the male’s head to tilt to the side in confusion.

your message could not be delivered because you don't share a server with the recipient or you disabled direct messages on your shared server, the recipient is only accepting direct messages from friends, or you were blocked by the recipient.

the message alone caused his heart to race and eyes to sting as the realization sunk in. he had been blocked.

immediate questions began to race through his head. what happened? had he done something wrong? he thought things were going so well. despite working through the trials and tribulations that came with a long-distance relationship, they were happy. he was happy — for once.

he began to scroll through their past messages, looking for some sort of clue or sign. where did it go wrong? had they been falling apart all along and he had just been too blind to see it?

the words of encouragement, love, and praise told him otherwise. there had to be some other explanation for this.

tears began to trickle down his cheeks, rereading their past messages only causing his heart to ache. these were all the things he was going to lose. despite being terrified of love, he had allowed himself to let his walls down and it had backfired.

the weight of everything felt unbearable. he forced himself to stand up from his chair, heavy limbs barely carrying him over to his bed where he collapsed.

he remained there for two days straight, only leaving to go to the bathroom and nothing more. he didn’t even bother eating. why bother taking care of himself when no one cared about him? not even the one person who told him that he always would.

— time skip —

“caspian, you need to eat something. how long is this tedious hunger streak of yours going to carry on for?”

he refused to meet his mother’s burning gaze, the plate of food sitting in front of him completely untouched. “as long as i want it to.”

“you can’t be this torn up over a boy that you’ve never met.”

that statement caused his blood to run momentarily cold, gaze finally flickering upward.

“how do you know about that? did xander tell you?”

betrayal, confusion, nausea.

but instead of an answer, he was met with nothing but silence on his mother’s end.

despite not being the brightest of bulbs, a sudden realization dawned upon him.

“--did you… were you spying on my fucking computer?”

a scoff escaped his mother as she shot him a look, “it’s not spying if you live underneath my roof.”

“i’m a fucking adult, mum.”

“clearly not. i saw the messages you were sending to him. you’ve never even met him and you were talking about living together and loving him? he could have been anyone and you were sending him personal information and inappropriate pictures. how fucking stupid are you, caspian? those can easily be traced back to you and tarnish our reputation.”

his heart was beating incredibly hard in his chest, feeling as if the world was suddenly spinning.

“you know nothing about our relationship.”

“i know all that i need, caspian.”

he inhaled sharply as he nervously threaded his fingers through his already messy hair.

“he loved me, he did.” it was as if he was trying to force himself to believe the words coming out of his mouth.

“is that why he blocked you?”

he had to force his eyes shut as he felt tears begin to well once more, eyes already puffy and sore from all the crying he had done.

“you have to be more careful, cas. people like that can’t be trusted. what was his occupation? a twitch steamer? that’s not even a real job. even if it was, why wouldn’t he share his face with you or his channel name? he didn’t love you. you were just a game to him.”

each word made it harder and harder for him to breathe.

“this is why your father and i have decided that you need to clean up your act. you need to surround yourself with better people.”

sadness morphed into confusion once more, eyes fluttering open.

“what does that mean?” “you’re going to be interning in the social media department for one of the teams.”

not only had he just been blocked by the love of his life, but he was going to be forced into a job. how lovely.

“i’m not like xander, mum. i don’t want to be involved with f1.”

“that’s the problem.”

he pursed his lips into a thin line as his gaze remained locked on his mother, knowing just how unwilling to budge she would be.

“you’ll see, darling. this is what’s best for you.”

was it? then why did it feel like anything but? all of his free will had been stolen from him. he didn’t have a say in the matter of the blocking or this punishment. he felt utterly hopeless.

#muse: caspian

[thecreaturesofglen]

Tag Dump

#Queue #Muse: Lilith #Muse: Caspian #Muse: Ben #Muse: Artie #Muse: Kester #Muse: Henry #Muse: Ira #Muse: Zoe #Muse: Hollie #OOC #Ask Meme #Ask Response #Aesthetic

[all-that-is-gold-is-now-gone]

Might be adding muses from Narnia? Cause I have no impulse control, and yes, I watched the movies over the break and now I really want to Also, the muses are probably gonna be Peter and Caspian

#talking dragons {ooc} #narnia #new muse? #the chronicles of narnia #peter pevensie #prince caspian

[generationa1trauma]

open - caspian.

she stumbles from the woods, uneven footing as she balances between the foot that still clings to her heels and the foot that now goes bare. accentuated even more by a slight limp, bruises on her legs from where balance had been lost. bare foot covered in scratches, twigs littered in knotted blonde hair. pale skin stained with dirt and sweat, clearly not washed for a long while. dirt caked up beneath unkempt nails, hands cracked with a dryness entirely uncharacteristic of the beauty queen. tiny stature feels even more exaggerated with the way her height drops and rises as weight is shifted between bare foot and heel. she wears the same clothes she'd worn months ago when she'd been sent off, clothing entirely ill-fitted for outdoor survival. sequins have long fallen off, likely spread across miles, never to be found again. once white dress is now a mess of browns and yellows, sweat and dirt and sand seeping into the fabric. one sleeve shorter than the other, the fabric torn off to create a makeshift bandage on her leg. her escape was borderline impossible; she knows they'll be chasing her down. after all, there's nothing worse for that so-called school's reputation than to have lost a student in the middle of nowhere. not only for the fact that they'd lost her, but because of what she could tell people, what could get out if she's not persuaded into silence. she'd ran for hours, had walked even after she'd run out of stamina. it had been daytime when she'd first escaped, she hadn't stopped moving all night. it's morning now, sun rising over the trees to truly shine light on just how fucked up she looks. lips are dry, missing the signature gloss she so frequently adorns. a breath of air escapes her as eyes land on another person, fear turning to relief as she realizes it's not one of the people chasing her. she assumes, perhaps foolishly, that it means she's safe. she drops to her knees, unbothered by the gravel that her knees smash into.

#i will admit. i do not have a plan for whats going on here #all i know is she ran from the correctional camp #has she ended up in pearl ridge? is she on the other side of the country? who's to say #unless theres already a dyn there maybe its fun if she has stumbled into wherever ur muse is #that is assuming there is. some form of wilderness nearby sjksfjld #but i mean. everywhere kinda has wilderness somewhere right #open starters. #caspian: in character. #caspian: main (1).

[cuteteacakes]

HOWEVER ON THAT NOTE

I'd like to introduce everyone to one of Caspar's childhood friends, Caspian!

{🪝} - "Has anyone seen a black haired kid around my age? About this high? Talks to himself a lot?? He's been missing for a while and I refuse to believe he up and died. He's too stupid to."

#I HAD THIS FC ON BACKBURNER AND NOW I HAVE AN EXCUSE FOR HIM #caspian fc #caspian hc #caspian musings #caspian speaks

[thewildsorcerer]

[text] I want to wring you like a wet towel and slap you against a wall

—💥

((YOU CANT JUST COME BACK TO THIS GUY ON THE SINGULAR TWO DAYS I WORK LATE MY GUY!!!! you are so mean to me))

text message prompts

[ reciever // Esuto 💥 ]

📱 “ .. “

📱 “ what “

📱 “ what does that even mean ????? “

#; caspian answers #tok1ll2stars #( IM SORRY ) #( BUT I HAD A FUCKING INTENSE SESSION YESTERDAY ) #( AND MUSE IS BACK ) #( HIS FATHER FIGURE DIED ) #( INFRONT OF THEM ) #( ALSO THEY GOT HIS BROTHER BACK ) #( AND CASTOR IS TALLER. ITS CRIMINAL ) #aib rp #indie oc

[blindfoldcd]

what chess piece represents you?

White Bishop

You are a White Bishop. There is something you believe in, be it an oath, a phrase, a promise. It's what keeps the bishop on the diagonal path it takes on the board. You live by this creed and infect others with it. You are empathetic, able to feel others' pain like it's your own, and offer advice or help to them. But be careful, because every bleeding heart runs out of blood eventually. Every leader crumbles to the next generation eventually.

tagged by: stolen from: @starliit tagging: @s0vereigned, @luzofstars, @alchemic-elric, @shiroi---kumo, @hyperbloomed

#⛴ | ( caspian: musings ) – ❝ 𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆. #icon made by noctuafought / s0vereigned <3

[lostplagas]

Caspian's role in Los Iluminados is fairly fluid - both functioning as one of the cult's head researchers and their 'broodmother', taking care of young Plaga without hosts and infants used in the cults experiments - at least those found on The Island.

The latter of these two duties was something that Saddler intentionally altered his Plaga for, given the relative overlap there (unlike, say, Luis), and prompted and incredibly protective drive in the man.

#ooc #headcanons&musings #lostplagas #(muse: Caspian)

[thechaosmuses]

@luposcainus commented for a one liner starter from Elijah Cruz

"When two people are drawn to each other there's a necessity to them being together. There's no choice in it."

#[the supernatural muses; closed starter] #[luposcainus // caspian wolfe] #[spn muse; elijah cruz] #[elijah & caspian] #[verse; main]

[timeguardians]

 "I wish we had more time together." (For Susan from Caspian)

The deepest fathoms of REGRET colors her eyes just seconds before they drop. Her quavering hand collapses about his sturdier one, almost with a sense of DESPERATION. The ache echoed in her heart, branches out, spiderwebbing until SORROW spread through ALL of her veins.

There are a trillion "if onlys" she desired to speak life to and yet, the Gentle's tongue seemed GLUED tot he roof of her mouth. She DOESN'T want to be EXPELLED forever, for no crime of her own. Surely ASLAN was making a MISTAKE.

Swallowing back an urge to let her eyes FLOOD with tears, a sheepish glance inches upwards. Her other hand gingerly moves to ENCOMPASS his warm cheek. "I will love you until every one of the stars burn out of existence." She confesses, keeping her voice powdery soft. "But -- it would have never worked between us. With me being thirteen-hundred years older." And yet, it does NOT keep her heart from YEARNING for him.

Though he had returned her ivory horn days ago, she moves to press it back into his palm. The palm of the hand she had been grasping earlier. "You may still have need of this." She chokes out. Her words conveyed stronger than they FELT. She wants to say, 'you might NEED to call me again' but she KNOWS beyond a shadow of a DOUBT that she can NEVER answer that summons again.

#principes #muse: susan pevensie #TARA why don't you RIP my heart out and then STOMP all over it XDD #susan x Caspian #sorry this took so long.

[forthedancingandthethriving]

I wanted to ramble about lore so.. yeah.

Remember how I've alluded/said Blotch and Tama were from a rhythm game that was eaten by Ozymandias? And how I've basically said it was Aire Village in The Cloud's Songbird?

Of course, that begs that question.. why isn't TCS destroyed? Why doesn't anyone have a memory of the giant snake?

Simple; Ozymandias consuming the Aire Village in the rhythm game affected the Aire Village in TCS. Since the two games were in a connected universe, his venom that he used affected the residents, therefore the venom passed onto the resident in TCS.

Now that brings up my next point..

Blotch and Tama are not the real versions of themselves, and the Muses are very aware of this (at least in Tama's case).

Tama tends to also have bouts of sickness from time to time. Nothing a small visit from Vitality can't fix, but it's something only Vitality can fix, meaning that it's code based. Tama's extremely simple code meant for the rhythm game isn't doing very well in the complex code of TCS. Vitality isn't really able to do anything about this, due to Tama being a kit at the moment.

In Blotch's case, this explains her 'curse'. It's not a curse in any way. It's just that her code is so simple and messed up that it can't handle being in complex games for more than a week.

Now with the Muses.. how do they know that Tama isn't the original Tama?

Aire Village used to be centered directly between the border of Ehtil and Luminos, and the kingdoms collaborated to take care of it. Caspian blessed the original sisters because he absolutely loved their creativity when it came to songs and dancing. So when they died in the extermination, he was deeply saddened yet understood.

So, his absolute shock when he sees Tama is, of course, understandable. But he knows that this isn't the original Tama, as necromancy is extremely difficult in TCS. (Intentionally so, all the Muses have a seal over the realm of the dead.)

They're all aware of the fact that Tama isn't the original, Caspian especially so, and they can't exactly bless her. They've noticed that something is wrong with her, and they're worried any blessings could harm her. So they do their best to just subtly help her whenever her hearing decides to act out. Zephyr typically messing with the winds to keep things relatively under control.

(As for why the rhythm came was so easily destroyed, Connected Cosmos Company and Jayin in general did not see it as a profitable game. Jayin's personal copy was the one that was affected by Ozy.)

#sona: blotch #oc: tama #game: the cloud's songbird #!posts! #caspian muse of water #zephyr muse of wind

[mythcaels]

forces the dash to look at caspian now since his muse is super high.

#⸻ ❛ 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐰 » ooc. #// i swear im going to make more phoenix muses. my phoenix soul lore is gonna get more use dammit. #// gonna end up adding more fun facts to the lore too probably #⸻ ❛ 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 » caspian.

[yourlocalaphrodisian]

Kiss me and you'll taste the Muse singing of you.

#hellenic gods #aphrodite deity #aphrodite worship #hellenic pagan #hellenic polytheism #hellenic paganism #hellenic polytheist #helpol #theoi #theoi worship #caspian shut up #muses deity #muses worship #the muses

[general-kalani]

{ @luposcainus wahjkdhjak AWWWWWW- }

"..."

"Can I have all of the above? I'm... I'm not okay. Really not okay."

#luposcainus #muse: cameron burke #verse: don't take me back to the bliss! ~ { burke resistance verse } #i love that caspian's so caring for burke and burke just got here LMFAO

[budugu]

hellooo

I've got something I need to talk about. I used to be all about this one actor and gush about them. Well, recently i have found some things that have seriously changed my perspective. Turns out, they've been linked to some pretty messed-up stuff, like supporting and dating racists and even liking posts from a page that promotes war and the harm of innocent children. Yeah, it's as bad as it sounds.

I can't get behind that kind of behavior, especially when it goes against everything I believe in. I will never associate myself with that person ever again. So, I've gone ahead and removed any posts or pictures related to them. If I mention any characters they've played, it's purely about the character, not the actor.

Just want to make it crystal clear: I won't support anyone who promotes hate or violence. My space here is all about spreading love, acceptance, and positivity.

#musings of siv #aleksander morozova #grishaverse #shadow and bone #prince caspian #narnia #sirius black #ben barnes is the guy i am talking about

[cuteteacakes]

Potential conversation between Caspar and Caspian once they've reunited:

{🪝} - "So... a pirate, huh?"

{⚓} - "Listen, I know what it looks like, but he's really not that bad! He's actually really nice!"

{🪝} - "Says Mr. 'Pirates-are-the-worst-I-hate-them-all.'"

{⚓} - "People can change their opinions!!"

{🪝} - "I'm not sayin' you're two-faced, I'm sayin' if he does anything to hurt you-"

{⚓} - "-which he won't!!!"

{🪝} - "-I give myself permission to kidnap you and bring you back home away from those violent people. Capiche??"

{⚓} - ".....Capiche....."

#caspar musings #caspian musings #just a bestie looking out for his bestie