#calebron

[baptbysmal]

@calebron // from here

"I KNOW WHAT IT IS!" Zim snaps back, hands on his hips, head held high in the air. It doesn't matter his height, really, Zim is going to make a show of himself anywhere he goes.

"what i don't know is why you are so OBSESSED with- with-- that! and i don't CARE! I DON'T DO ANYTHING WITH TOASTERS! except MAKE TOAST!"

[gunslinginnhogtyin]

(( Just popping in here to say that I adore your art, seeing it on my dash honestly makes my day. I'm down bad for Butch now, thanks 😭❤ ))

// @calebron

Aaaa thanks so much!! It means a lot coming from you friend 😭❤️ and sincerest apologizes but also YOU’RE WELCOME >:3c

[razorbeard]

Continued from X @calebron

The man scanned over Caleb once more, those emerald green eyes lingering on the rocker with a playful glint in his eyes as he said. "Oooh really now? Waiting for lil ol meeee?" He hooked a arm across Caleb's shoulders and gave him a playful hug, shaking him a little as he said. "Well I may just have to change my plans for the night then! I usually just...get shit face drunk cuz, fuck this holiday butttt.....always enjoy your company darlin."

[gemscales-and-tea]

@calebron continued from X

"Mrrrr~!"

It looks at him rather mischievously, as if ready to go and commit atrocities at any second. Or just steal a fish from the market, who knows?

Instead it gets up and proceeds to wind around his legs instead.

[crucifiying]

It was business—strictly business. There was no reason for him to be here if a war wasn’t currently happening, but infiltration and scoping out this place wasn’t an unusual task for Michael. Albeit he stuck out like a sore thumb in a place so vile; blonde hair tied into a high ponytail; golden blonde with a light blue streaked throughout; bangs covering the right side of his face where multiple eyes were hidden. A glow to his form; body clothed in white. He had no reason to stay longer then he had to; gather information that he needed as discreetly as possible. The last thing he needed was to alert anyone—or to run into his brother, of all people.

There’s a pause—a shift of feathers upon multiple pairs of wings that laid folded against him. Brow furrowed, he stops moving; hand idled at the blade that rested upon his hip. A sharp breath escaped his nostrils, his body language showing that he was alert to whoever was behind him—One wrong move from the other and the Seraphim was prepared to fight, if need be.

“I suppose it’s common for something like you to follow others around?” There’s a coldness to his voice; though he still doesn’t move except for the light two of fingers to the hilt of his blade.

“I suggest you turn around before you lose your head.”

@calebron | closed starter.

[lcngdays-arc]

@calebron from (here)

There's a very, very brief pause as Zim stares at Caleb, utterly uncomprehending. Rarely is it that the Irken is rendered speechless, but he's pretty damn speechless right now.

His face slowly curls into a scowl and he crosses his arms.

"DISGUSTING. I don't even- I DO NOT EVEN KNOW THE MEANING OF THOSE WORDS TOGETHER IN A SENTENCE!" He's got an idea of what Caleb means, but he isn't going to acknowledge anything as horrible as that. "UGH! what is with all of you in this HORRIBLE place! it's even worse than EARTH!"

[arachnaemboss]

" You know what they say about tall guys? They have huuuuge c -- "

  DO YOU HEAR THAT? That's the sound of flesh tearing! The other is no more, he's ceased to be. He's become an ex-incubus!

[trondopeacekeeper]

[ TOUCH ]

[EXTENSIVE SCAR RELATED PROMPTS]

[ TOUCH ]  for sender to trace one of receiver’s scars 

@calebron

Trondo closed his eyes, feeling the gentle caress of Calebron's black claws as they traced over his chin, sending shivers down his spine. The sharp fingers now wandered to where an X-shaped scar lay, a mark that had cost him immense pain and fury. With a sigh, the dragon raised a hand and gently ran it over the incubus' ass, taking his time and savoring the moment.

"Do you know the story behind this scar?" Trondo opened one single eye, fixing it on Calebron with a hungry, playful gaze. Though the scar had not been earned under the most marry of circumstances, there was an undeniable intensity and daring in his eyes.

[cxffeeshxp]

" oh. that. it’s… a talent. " // for Aak

{{ L }} " I'd call it more of a problem than a 'talent'. So, what did you break into my apartment for this time. " He was definitely going to ask Lee for some wards or something, the other needed to learn to knock rather than waltz in unannounced.

[burnnbrcw]

@calebron continued from ☕︎

☕︎ ——— It was far from the first time that she'd heard something along those lines, but it was the first time that the pickup line would have absolutely worked. Instead of words, a giggle escaped her lips, the flattery's effectiveness clear in the way her cheeks turned dark. Come on, Nova, pull it together!

"I'm not convinced you could handle me anyways," she finally got out, mischief behind her smile as she handed him his coffee. "It's on the house, consider it a reward for being the first one to catch my interest in a while. We're not making this a habit, though, got it?"

[gunslinginnhogtyin]

CONTINUED. // @calebron

“How’s about we drink ourselves silly over some dinner? My treat~” Getting shit faced was a hobby of his, but it was much more fun to do it with good company and on a full stomach!

[razorbeard]

He plops down on Cale's chest, basically abusing him as a pillow. Yes, this is the spot he chose to nap on. Hot man tiddies.

The merc let out a soft grunt as Caleb plopped down onto his chest and laughed as he said. "Comfy there I take it?" He has a eyebrow raised a a soft grin on his face as he laid there.

[poisonedspider]

"Heh, ah' wish it was that. Bein' mah' own boss would be fuckin' great. But as long as Val holds th' chains tah' mah' soul, kinda hard tah' do that." A frown, another long chug of the bottle for that one. "It just helps, bein' at the hotel. Means he has less hold ova' meh'. He only controls meh' when ah'm in the studio, and since ah' ain't livin' in V Tower no more, ah' ain't permanently there."

The whole V Tower had constituted the 'studio' in a way, so getting out had been the best thing to happen to him. Sure, he had only been the first guest to the hotel for the free rent at first, but it had grown on him. He was learning to be better. Learning to stand up for himself, and for his friends. He had fought against Valentino more often, and he wasn't as scared.

"Yeh' might think ah've changed, but ah'd say that's cause f' celebration." He smirked, and Caleb had exactly the right idea in mind. Getting railed on his own terms, by a cute boy, sounded amazing at that moment. "Mmm...." He trailed off, looking around the bar. "Is it bad ah' honestly don't even know mah' type anymore?" His type had been Valentino, and now he wanted to stray as far from that as possible.

He elbowed the other with a cheeky grin, waving the bottle of alcohol around. "What about yeh'? Any cuties catchin' yeh' eye? Ah'm told ah' can be an excellent wing man."

Caleb smirked at the sight of Angel downing a drink and talking about sex. It was familiar and made his worries from before fade entirely. Seems like things were like they used to be after all.

" Nahw I get it. You gotta take care of yourself since nobody else will. " The demon tilted his bottle in his grasp idly as the topic got him thinking a little. Since Caleb wasn't a sinner, he had not sold his soul to anyone, therefor he couldn't relate to Angel's situation. Yet in the hierarchy of hell, he wasn't exactly on top of the food chain either.

" Was about time you became your own boss. Don't let any of those bitches tell you otherwise. Fuck knows I had my fair share of pompous fucks thinking they could boss me around. " And to that, Caleb eventually took a long swig, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

With the bottle still in hand, Caleb pointed towards the crowd of people inside the bar. " Anyone here that would meet your standards? " The Incubus was on the hunt himself, checking out the other demons around them every few minutes.

[grubgirl413]

caLebron James

My masterpiece

[dailyshittyhsdoodles]

DAY 26: CALEBRON JAMES

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