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dark!rick
arthur’s son/daughter going to take the sword from the stone as they’re destined to but then it shatters like glass
fingers are pointed to cath for ‘being a bad influence’ on him or even for screwing up the destiny to work in his favor because they’re friends when he really had no idea
Are you trying to kill me?
Mygods! ;_; CATH WOULD BE BURNED IMMEDIATELY.
♨︎: Cathbad <3
♨︎: My muse will make tea/coffee for yours
"Oh, Cath!" I said excitedly as he came into the room. I felt his presence before even looking at him, and immediately began magicking up some coffee for him. "It has been so long! Much too long! Here, sit," I said, handing him the cup, which was ready much quicker than it would have been if I had made the coffee the mundane way. I sat down across from him, staring at him with curious eyes, genuinely interested in what my old friend had been up to. "How have you been?"
"Yes, pets," I said, taking a slip of paper on the floor and beginning to scribble out an idea for what I’d wear on the back. I was planning on summoning an outfit, but needed a rough idea of it beforehand. Though I wasn’t the best fashion designer, it was fun coming up with something a little outrageous to wear at the dance.
I looked up from my paper with concerned eyes. “Right, sorry,” I said and cleared my throat. Dating was a touchy subject for him, and I’d say no more so as not to cross a line. I wasn’t the best at being able to tell when people were upset with me, or when I’d gone too far, but after knowing Cathbad for so long, I did know this much. I put on a smile, “Oh, I’m not sure, exactly, let me see.” And with that I summoned the calendar I’d seen in the common room, sure the date would be on it. Though what I found was a mess of abbreviations and words I didn’t understand. Words students had picked up online, no doubt. “Um, care to translate?” I asked sheepishly, handing him the calander.
Cath blinked, watching Rick doodle up an idea he had. It was rather... Big, and out there. Lots of feathers, and it looked like he was having a mask. Oh, was it a mask party? What would Cath wear? He had no pet.... He should get a pet. What animal would he be? Rick would know, or maybe Rick wouldn't... Did Rick even imagine him as an animal at all? Which one?
Then Rick gave him that look. Anytime a girl, or a crush was mentioned, and Cath would nonchalantly bat it off, Rick had this certain look. He held the calendar, and honestly, he was baffled. But he had talked to Apple just recently, and apparently it was a Sunday. "Sunday, two weeks from now. So there's a bit of time," he replied as he leaned down to pick up Rick's sketch. "You're going for something kind of bold, aren't you?" He was teasing and had a grin saying so. "So, what should I go as? Which animal do you see me as?" He quirked an eyebrow as he handed both pieces of paper back.
There is a note that which you have stumbled upon. The note reads, "Can you translate this?" Someone is hiding nearby, watching for your reaction, and waiting.
Apple takes a look at the note. Unfortunately the markings don’t look familiar. She puts the note in her backpack and decides she’ll visit the library after school to see i she can find any books to help decipher it.
Even though there’s no one around, she feels like someone is watching her, “Is someone there? Hello??”
Cath blinked as she called out. It was Apple White, and she didn't know what symbols those were? He thought, she like, ran the place. He stepped out of from the trees and began walking towards her as he pulled his green cloak closer around him. He must not have copied the symbols right from the calendar, which he clutched in his now sweating hand. "Hi," pulling his hood down, he held up the Calendar. "Um, when's thronecoming? I can't read this. I thought I wrote them right." He tugged at his curls.
*whispers cath/rick and runs* (lmao i'm being lazy rn too) oh and cath/cupid
Ohmygod. Cath/Cupid?! AHHHH! Butyeacath/rickfosho.
Cath/Rick cuz they're easy
who takes the other’s last name: Rick probably wouulld. I can see them going, "You take my last name" "No, you" to each other for several weeks during the engagement to be playful. Then Rick just kinda goes, "Um, okay," when Cath tries to re-initiate it.
who chooses where to go for the honeymoon: Cath would let Rick choose, cuz Cath just really doesn't care. So long as they're near some trees, anyway. He's totally a dendrophile.
who talks about the other more without noticing: RIIICCKKK. Rick, Rick, RIIICCKK. I can see him just bringing up Cath to friends. "Oh, yea, Cath really likes that too!" "Well, Cath told me..."
who forces the couples halloween costumes: Rick, cuz he wants to be cute and normal and romantic and he can wizard anything Cath wants up. Whereas Cath just lazily wizards up some candy.I think Rick would want them to be Tom and Jerry after he had watched the show, haha! (Come on, admit it already Rick, you just wanna see Cath dressed up in kitty wear!)
who shows up at the other’s work randomly with gifts: Cath probably would, actually. I can see Rick doing the work, cuz he enjoys working, and Cath is the stay-at-home guy. <3
who’s the first one to fix things after a fight: Rick tries. Cath feels bad when Rick tries, so he accepts it.
Cath/Cupid
who takes the other’s last name: I think Cupid is a bit traditional, and so, Cupid would take Cath's last name without fuss.
who chooses where to go for the honeymoon: Cupid would know more about where to go, and in fact, Cath may even suggest to go to Mount Olympus. Overall; He'd let Cupid have the final say.
who talks about the other more without noticing: Oh, this one is kind of hard. Seeing as how Cupid can't stop thinking about her crushes, and almost blurting tidbits about them. Yet, I imagine Cath would talk more about Cupid without realizing it. He'd mostly talk to himself; muttering things. But that's still talking ;)
who forces the couples halloween costumes: Cupid! Do I hear bells ringing yet? Cupid would pick something absolutely charming for them. Something along the lines of Hollywood Icons.
who shows up at the other’s work randomly with gifts: Hmm, what would Rick do as a job? He'd probably be a manager, or something. I can see Cupid bringing him lunch everyday, or bringing him the right shoes when he misplaces them. <3
who’s the first one to fix things after a fight: Cupid! She'd definitely be the first to say, "I'm sorry."
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who takes the other’s last name
who chooses where to go for the honeymoon
who talks about the other more without noticing
who forces the couples halloween costumes
who shows up at the other’s work randomly with gifts
who’s the first one to fix things after a fight
♪ - Rick(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
"I was sitting in a tree, looking down at you and your dad. I was waiting for big ol' Merlin to leave, right? But he didn't, and so I had to listen closely. He was talking crazy about this school, how Arthur's kid is going, too, just all kinds of things. And that's how I learned you were coming to Ever After High," Cath finally was able to breathe. Only Rick could get him going like that, or his mum. His mum made him talk faster than a whip sometimes. Cath loved his crazy mother dearly, but she had fought Mordred when Cathbad had mentioned such a place as Ever After High. How could they send their child to a fucked up place like that? A place, where Morganna, had no say? Why, it was preposterous, but his dad reminded his mum that she did have a say. She always got the last word. A soft snore breathed onto Cath's neck, causing his skin to tingle, and crawl as he slowly looked down. His face turned a bright red, realizing just how close Rick was to his neck. "Come on, Rick, that wasn't too boring," he tried to sound confident, but instead he stumbled over his words and spoke too fast. Rick was asleep. Annoyance filled Cath up now, how long did he stay up last night studying who knows what?! He had classes today! Rick must be exhausted and it's only lunch! Did Cath have to put him under some sleeping curse? He looked back over to Rick, his face simmering down. He ran a hand through his hair, tugging at the ends of his curls with a pout. His other hand he had just realized was being clutched by Rick. What the hell did he think he was doing?! How long had they been holding hands? Rick must be so tired, Cath glanced over at his friend, huffed, and waited until the bell rang to wake him up. This idiot... He almost felt sorry for him.
Our muses are sitting together, when yours suddenly falls asleep on mine. Send me a ♪ for my character's reaction.
do you have those people that you’d go anywhere with unconditionally, like they could say “lets go check out that dumpster” and you’d be like “im in”
do you live in a cornfield? cuz i'm stalking you
Uh. Mom, MOOOMMMM.
did you fall from heaven because have sex with me
You're horrible. I hope to meet you on the battlefield.
are you a beaver cuz dammmmm
Uh.
You're too smooth?
headcanon that when they were kids cath and rick played spin the bottle but got caught before they got to kiss and never tried it again because cath got lectured super hard by his parents
ohemgee. And that is why he is so afraid of compliments, and and girls, annndd.... Love. HE'LL NEVER FIND TRUE LOVE THANKS TO MORGANA.
Are you google? Cuz youre everything i search for :)))
Uh, No. No, that'd be Rick.
What's your fave ship in relationship
Dexter/Sparrow is my favourite Ever After High ship, but I like heaps more. For Sparrow, I feel like he’d work well with just about every EAH character except Duchess. Lately I’ve been getting a lot of Daring/Sparrow & Raven/Sparrow feels from RPs :3
As for non-Sparrow ships, I love Blondie/Cupid. And I kinda see Cathbad as super shippable because his aversion to love automatically makes all ships with him interesting. And for non-EAH ships, my all time favourite ship is Barney/Robin from How I Met Your Mother.
I ship them too. They're just so cute and oemgee. Their daddies would be sooo mad.
♨︎: Cathbad <3
♨︎: My muse will make tea/coffee for yours
"Oh, Cath!" I said excitedly as he came into the room. I felt his presence before even looking at him, and immediately began magicking up some coffee for him. "It has been so long! Much too long! Here, sit," I said, handing him the cup, which was ready much quicker than it would have been if I had made the coffee the mundane way. I sat down across from him, staring at him with curious eyes, genuinely interested in what my old friend had been up to. "How have you been?"
I bit my lip as I tried to think of a way to say 'Because I'm the most socially braindead individual at this school and I wouldn't know how to act at such a big event and I don't know how to dance' without sounding completely foolish. Thankfully Cathbad knew me well enough that I didn’t need to.
I grinned wide, “Oh yes, I think so! There was some sort of theme about our pets, I think. I haven’t brought Owlington to school yet, though,” I said, starting to get excited. This could be really fun! I wondered if Cath knew anything about dancing. I think I’d like to see that. “Well, I mean, you don’t have to go with me if you were planning on taking a date or something,” I added nervously. I knew how he felt about love, so it was unlikely, but I still had to ask. Stay home would probably be more fun that being the third wheel, and part of me did hope Cath had gotten over his aversion to love.
The poor sap was practically peeing himself with anxiety, which came quickly after his excitement. Rick was a puppy, he had decided. "Pets?" He didn't really have one, actually, unless he counted his sister's cat. Who hated him as much as it seemed his sister did. How that happened, was beyond him. He figured it was plain as day that although girls were more powerful, they were still... Well, girls of flumpiness and fire. And fire scared him. Fire was not any fun.
A date? Ifhe had been drinking his gross coffee, which was likely lukewarm if not cold by now, he'd have choked on it. "Uh, no," he muttered, shielding his face with a hand. "We'll just go. I'll find something." He sat back up, clasping both hands into his lap and gave a warm smile, "So when is it?" If it was this weekend, he'd be stressed. He had a test coming up, and he didn't want that weight hanging over him.
♨︎: Cathbad <3
♨︎: My muse will make tea/coffee for yours
"Oh, Cath!" I said excitedly as he came into the room. I felt his presence before even looking at him, and immediately began magicking up some coffee for him. "It has been so long! Much too long! Here, sit," I said, handing him the cup, which was ready much quicker than it would have been if I had made the coffee the mundane way. I sat down across from him, staring at him with curious eyes, genuinely interested in what my old friend had been up to. "How have you been?"
"One man’s trash is another man’s treasure," I said simply, "I think I’ve learned quite a lot of interesting things. Much more than what they make us learn in class, anyway," I added with a shrug. I was never fond of the education system, the way it was built on tradition rather than actual psychology of how teenagers work and learn. But that was a whole other story that I’m sure Cath didn’t want me ranting about again.
"Oh, that? That’s Raven Queen. This girl, Maddie, told me to vote for her for the upcoming dance - what was it called… Thronecoming? I don’t have a MirrorPad, see, so I’m supposed to put that in some sort of voting box," I explained. "I… I kind of want to go to the dance, myself. But I’m not sure."
Was it really? Cath couldn't help but to think, but kept silent as Rick informed him that he was learning, oh so, important things. This girl was Raven Queen, apparently someone big he guessed in the school? Yep, Thronecoming, a dance. Then Rick said something that tore Cath's eyes away from the picture, "Well why not?" It seemed plain as day that Rick could go to this dance if he wanted to, so what was holding him back?
Oh, right. He probably didn't want to go alone, since he wants to go there to have fun, and seeing everyone else have fun wouldn't be much fun. Cath could empathize to an extent. But since this was his first time hearing about a dance, well, he couldn't quite match the feelings Rick had. He was tapping his chin with his fingers, "I say let's just go. Do we have to dress up?"
♨︎: Cathbad <3
♨︎: My muse will make tea/coffee for yours
"Oh, Cath!" I said excitedly as he came into the room. I felt his presence before even looking at him, and immediately began magicking up some coffee for him. "It has been so long! Much too long! Here, sit," I said, handing him the cup, which was ready much quicker than it would have been if I had made the coffee the mundane way. I sat down across from him, staring at him with curious eyes, genuinely interested in what my old friend had been up to. "How have you been?"
My lips formed a confused pout, “Well, I hadn’t thought to count…” I said, “Black isn’t all bad, you know. Black means lots more things than just evilness. It can represent mystery, protection, power, control, sophistication, depression, seduction, seriousness…” I listed off, before stopping myself to look back to him, right in the eyes, “What kind of black are you?”
I looked around at the mess on the floor. I suppose I had let it get out of hand, just a tad. “Oh, you know how it is, you read a word in one book you don’t understand so you find a dictionary to figure it out, only to get distracted by the book beside your dictionary on your shelf, and it just piles up. Luckily, it’s not hard to clean up,” I said with a proud grin, waving my hands to cast a spell that made the books begin to dance their way back to the shelves.
To count? Who the hell did this antisocial kid talk to? Last Cath had checked, he got out more often than Rick. He shook his head as Rick had went on a tangent about the meanings of the color black. Cath was never interested in that stuff; the inner soul, spirit, he doesn't even know. "Show off," he muttered sipping the dreadful coffee as he rolled his eyes at his friend cleaning up using his magic. "So you've just been reading ridiculous things? What's this?" He bends to the floor, picking up a picture of someone.
