#callum booth

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The first session

“So, we’ll start with introductions.” Jason chewed on his pencil, eyeing the young man sitting across from him. The young man’s hair dripped into the table where the two sat, having recently been cleaned. He still wore the dirty rags Jason had found him in initially, even though they hadn’t been cleaned yet. Jason paid no notice - though the odour wasn’t pleasant and the cloak he wore over his body was starting to fray. “I’m Jason. Jason Anastas. He/they pronouns, though I prefer he.”

The other boy’s eyes screwed up, as though he was trying to think of an appropriate response. Finally, he said “Sorry, but I don’t understand? Is that the right word?”

“It’s ok. And yeah, that’s the right word. What don’t you understand?”

“Pronouns.”

“Oh, they’re how you refer to a person. Like ‘This is Holly, she likes skateboarding’ or ‘This is Callum, he-‘“ The other boy flinched at the sexond name Jason had mentioned. “You don’t like Callum?”

“No, I… I know him! I know Callum! I’m not Callum but I know him!” The other one was shouting, a half smile on his face.

“Awesome! So who is he?”

He settled down. “Our boss… kinda. I think. He gave the orders and we did them.”

“Yup, sounds like a boss to me.”

“Anyway, I loved him! But he went through a door-like thingy and forgot me…”

Jason nodded, noting down on his pad ‘Callum. Lover? Abandoned? Forgotten?’ before turning back to the subject. “Did he ever say anything to you?

“Not much… not like I can remember much. Ha… ha… ha…” He turned his head down. “I do once remember him telling me I was a ��disappointment caleb’. Whatever that means.”

“Oh…”

“Yeah he said I was also a ‘terrible brother caleb”. Again, I don’t know what a ‘caleb’ is.”

Jason looked back at his notes, quickly crossing out ‘lover?’ and remarking it to ‘brother!’. Best not to mention that mistake. “I think… he was referring to you when he said Caleb. I think you’re Caleb.”

Caleb(?) was silent for a moment, as though trying to piece together the fragments of memories he had left in his mind. A girl calling out to him, thanking ‘caleb’ for his help. Another person calling his note ‘calebs’. The odd pieces fitted together, the sides of his mouth twitching into a smile. “Yeah! I’m Caleb!” He stood up from the table, arms raised in the air in victory… before slumping back onto the chair. “And my boss thought I was a disappointment…”

Jason looked down at his notes. Penning in ‘disappointed’ to Callum’s notes and adding in Caleb’s, he resolved not to tell Caleb that it was more than just his boss that disliked him. After all, if he found out that his own flesh and blood thought of him negatively, and with how volatile Caleb could be, things wouldn’t look pretty. But it was a start. A single name, sure, but a lot can be proven with a name. There was just a lot more to go.

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Brother against brother. Caleb narrowed his eyes. “I’m the coward?!” His voice was laced with disgust and hatred, pure malice seeping through his fists that lay at his sides waiting for the cue call to rise and punch. “Oh, right. Of course I am. After all, I was the one to run away when you FUCKING ABANDONED ME!!”

He charged at his brother, who caught his brother in invisible strings, stopping him in motion. Callum rolled his eyes. “Oh spare me your gracious mercy.” He dropped the control, leaving Caleb in a lump on the ground. “You were weak. Of course we were going to abandon you.”

“I was only weak-” Caleb struggled to his feet “-because you kept me under your thumb.”

“Well, without me you would’ve become a monster.”

“And without you, I’ve realised you’re already one. Funny how that works, huh?” Caleb sighed, coming toe-to-toe with his brother, dropping his voice to a harsh whisper. “Is that why you kept erasing my memories? Because you knew what a piece of shit you are? What cause could be worth any of this? All the bloodshed and lives lost and memories sacrificed? What was worth it that I didn’t have a life until a few years ago?”

Callum faltered, then said one thing. “Safety. Corrupted monsters can and will take over the world. And given everything…” he glared down at his younger brother’s arm, fully corrupted into a claw-like appendage. “I think we were right.”

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Writing Prompt #2306

"Have you any last words?"

"Let me die the way I lived—knowing that my cause is just, and that you are a coward."

[jello-bones-boops]

Raymond's Boop Booth: Final

Cuddles beneath cut:

Thank you all for participating. I had a lot of fun making this!

[gameofthunder66]

My favorite quote of "young people fucking"

-watched 9/15/2023- 2 [3/4] stars- on Netflixdvd

[crazymadpassionatelove]

Cool Fiancè

Notes: 18+ sex mentioned

Special shout-out to @ab4eva and her fabulous editing skills! This is the second installment in my cool girl saga. Read Part 1 here

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Five Things to know about Austin Butler’s New Fiance ::

Although his reps couldn't be reached for comment, sources close to the Elvis actor confirm he has popped the question to his mysterious lady love!

Butler and the stunning brunette were recently spotted at the iconic Les Puces market in Paris last Friday, and she seemed to be sporting a new accessory. Austin was dressed in a black leather jacket, a white v neck tee, and black moto boots. She was clad in a classic trench coat and vintage Dior kitten heels as she kept her head down and let the winner lead the way. His face was mostly obscured by aviator sunglasses, but his smile was very apparent according to onlookers. “Austin was holding her hand and pointing out jewelry at different booths. They were very friendly with local vendors and Austin ended up buying her a gold charm bracelet. He told the dealer the bracelet was a momento to celebrate their recent engagement,” a fellow American tourist overheard. The twosome reportedly spent the prior week soaking in the city of lights and meeting with the YSL fashion house. Austin was recently tapped as the brand's newest ambassador.

Since returning stateside paparazzi pics have finally surfaced and revealed a closer look at that ring. Montana based indie jeweler Jada Kaye has been revealed as the designer of that serious sparkler. The 5 carat, flawless emerald-cut emerald is set in solid gold and flanked by two white diamonds on either side. Inside sources told Elle Magazine that Kaye and Butler worked closely together to craft the one of a kind creation. There's even rumored to be an inscription on the inside that's significant to the couple and the ring is estimated to cost a cool $100,000. Austin's fiancè was photographed heading into a ballet studio yesterday wearing pink tights, a pink leotard, Ugg boots, and of course that ring. Her curly dark brown hair was slicked back into a bun and she seemed to be sporting a pair of the actor's sunglasses.

Here's everything you need to know about the future Mrs. Austin Butler;

She's from New England —

A, as she's known, was born in Rhode Island. She grew up splitting her time between Rhode Island and Kennebunkport, Maine. Her teenage years were spent working the local Del’s lemonade truck, former neighbors say. She attended the Rhode Island School of Design after high school but never graduated.

She and Austin met via her former job –

Whilst working at the New York location of Vibrant Vintage, A, served as the fashion archives buyer. She also happened to be on hand when Butler visited the store. Supposedly she helped him find the perfect pair of leather boots, and the rest is history. Things clearly moved quickly between the two lovebirds, with A relocating to Los Angeles not long after. According to Vibrant Vintage, she is no longer employed there but “remains a close friend and consultant,” says their PR team.

She's a hit with his friends –

She organized a birthday party for her man’s co-star and close friend, Callum Turner. Turner posted an Instagram story showing off a fairly large garden party celebration and a “homemade blueberry glaze cake” according to the post. “Huge thanks to Austin's lovely lady xx” accompanied the video footage. She and Austin were also seen dining with his other Masters of the Air co-star, Nate Mann, while in Paris recently.

They've (supposedly ) got matching ink –

An unnamed employee at the iconic Bang Bang tattoo in NYC has said that Austin and A made a late night visit to the tattoo studio. Where exactly are the said-to-be matching minimalistic tattoos? Reportedly, Austin was inked on his left hip and A on her inner left thigh.

Old fashioned love letters are her thing -

Notably social media shy, Austin and A have taken up the lost art of handwritten love notes. Sources exclusively say that custom monogrammed stationery was crafted for the duo whilst Austin was filming in England. The hand pressed, vintage inspired paper bears a unique coat of arms style symbol with intertwining letter A’s and two sparrows (Fun fact! Sparrows mate for life and always find their way back, no matter how far they fly). While separated, the couple often writes letters to one another, even having the letters sent via jet instead of mail for privacy reasons!

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Suddenly one morning articles begin to pour in about your engagement. It catches you off guard, that ring akin to a skating rink has been sitting pretty on your hand for a bit now. The engagement had happened so naturally as everything with the two of you seems to. In the early morning hours while his swollen, rock hard member thrusts into you repeatedly you begin to awaken. On your side, his teeth clamp down on your shoulder as his finger twirls round the curls at the nape of your neck.

His gasps and needy groans tickle your ear. “Couldn't help myself..”, he shudders as you suddenly clamp down around him, barely able to register it all. You stretch and arch, allowing him the room and space to take what he needs. It is his after all. His teeth and pillowy soft lips mark your shoulder blades and when you reach down to where the two of you are joined, you feel his very full balls. Your newly manicured fingers tease and tug the best you can, scrunched up like some sort of acrobat. “Ugh, ugh…baby… you're gonna make me -”. Then he does. Hot, viscous, cream floods you and makes you sigh in a contented whimper. “Thanks darlin’,” he pets your head and you close your eyes dreamily. That is until you hear him rustling around in the bedside table next to him.

You cock open an eye, figuring he's looking for smokes or even the book he had been reading late last night. Your hands are stretched above your head, gripping a pillow. The perfect position for him to suddenly slip the most gorgeous piece of jewelry you've ever seen onto your finger. When your eyes shoot open and you jump up, he's lying there grinning that smile that makes you weak at the knees. “Will you be my wife?” As if your answer would be anything but yes, please Daddy. You smother him in kisses, straddling him and giggling. It's the perfect moment, the perfect proposal. You were never one to want a fireworks display or heaven forbid, those ridiculous and wasteful walls of flowers other celebrities seem to have for every occasion. This private, simple moment is everything you could ask for.

You feel the sudden urge to take him in your mouth despite him just finishing. With your head hanging off the side of the bed, you take him down your throat. Choking and gagging, you really give it your all. Fighting to keep your eyes open so you can see the way his lip curls and his eyes slam shut. Talking is always your thing. This time, though, he's sputtering and rasping words of utter devotion and love. Promises to worship your body until the day he dies. My perfect, perfect wife. Soon you can't be sure if the tears are from his cock down your throat, or his beautiful words. Maybe both. Those pretty boy fingers twist and tug on your nipples and then crawl lower and flick that special spot. The only fireworks you enjoy happen, twice for you actually. He's so dutiful and charming, when you're done pulling yourself back together and fixing your hair, he's handing you a surprise glass of champagne. What a way to mark the occasion.

You decline a proper press announcement. Phone and FaceTime calls follow to those who truly matter to you both - your families, both absolutely thrilled. Then Baz, Cal, The Presley's, everyone can't stop gushing about how perfect you are for each other. That ring, oh how sweet he designed it himself. You come up with a family-appropriate story to describe the proposal and the evening that followed, conveniently leaving out the mind-blowing sex the two of you have all over the house and in the hot tub. Why do things feel so different now that you're engaged? You can't get over the way the light hits the ring as you stroke him and something in that dirty girl heart of yours feels like it's really, truly, official when you have to clean his cum off the stone.

He's due back to set for some reshoots a few days later and of course you follow. Bringing throw pillows from your living room to spruce up his trailer and plotting out how to plan the most private, under the radar wedding possible while you lounge in his trailer in a cute little dress you sew yourself from vintage scarves bought in London. Your newest hobby, that and the ballet classes. He yammers on and on about wanting to sneak in and see you dance. You're sure it's just the tights and leotards spurring his interest though, let's be real. The paparazzi are as relentless as ever, but head down with big sunglasses helps keep the chaos at bay.

You visit Disney World, a whole crew, the two of you, your families, friends with their little ones. Thankfully Disney security is familiar with celebrity guests and you can actually let your guard down for once. Which is good, because seeing Austin chase after your friend's newly toddling little ones makes your stomach flip flop with joy. You make a mental note to expedite the wedding plans, he makes it known that he's chomping at the bit to be a father. When you visit Main Street, you decide a pair of new Mickey ears are in order. Gold stitching with Mrs. Butler is what you finally decide on after Austin's encouragement, his hand on your lower back as you walk miles and miles around the park with hands full of churros and cotton candy. Sure, some overzealous fans snap cell phone pics of you with your ears and immediately post them to those ridiculous Austin fan blogs who've now decided you are the evil villain in his story. You won't allow them to burst your Disney bubble though. Your fairytale is just beginning after all.

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If we’re talking about Eldrich gods whose sole purpose is to hurt people, Vanta.

If we’re talking people about people who are legitimately awful people who deserve all the things they have coming, Callum.

If we’re just talking annoying people, Jake. (Only recent Jake though, past Jake was truly a dick. He’s getting better)

Tag the OC that everyone who meets them wants to kill them

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Co-Star pt. 16

Callum Turner X Actress! Reader

Summary: Y/n, Callum, Austin, Anthony and Barry's adventure...

Warning: Swearing?

A/n: Hey everyone, I'm trying to write the stories. But I'm in my finals exam and I don't have much time. I'm trying to post stuff, but it's hard. Love y'all :)

> Means Y/n response

@Official_Y/n

@Official_Y/n: My fellow Americans... We did gymnastic inside the White House...

Like by: 38 369 people.

Comments:

@Y/n_and_Callum4ever: Their running picture!!! So cute!!!

@Austin_Butler: You almost broke your ankle too. > Elvis... Stop spreading lies!

@Anthony_Boyle: I went to apologize for what I did to Lincoln... >You better be sorry, Booth! Stream ManHunt!

@Apple.TV

@Apple.TV: Night at the Opera for #CallumTurner, @Austin.Butler and @Official_Y/n

Like by 76 279 people.

Comments:

@Official_Y/n: Yes, me and Callum are dancing in the hallway. Yes, Austin was third wheeling.

@User173910: The third pic is Y/n watching her husband and her husband's husband.

@BarryKeohgan92: Where's my invite? >Not there :)

@Official_Y/n

Official_Y/n: Took a walk with these men... Here's the explanation behind the pictures

Exebit A: Callum being handsome as always.

Exhibit B: Austin smelling ⚘️🌷🌸

Exhibit C: A 🦋 taking Anthony for a tree.

Exhibit D: A 🐕 found Barry and wouldn't leave. Barry adopted that 🐕 :)

Exhibit E: I wanted to get a 🕷 to scare Anthony; but seconds later, I saw a 🐸 and got scared...

Exhibit F: Callum taking pictures of my beauty.

Liked by 58 368 people.

@Austin.Butler: Why was the caption so long? >Because... Don't question my methods.

@Sabrina.Carpenter: Why are you afraid of frogs and not of spiders?! > Spiders are cute, frogs are not!

@User6381: Why does Anthony look like an old grandpa? >Because of his hat...

[courtesons]

for @xringwork who liked this starter call

(open to one, multiple or rotating muses. adam, callum, chase, dante, emilio, harry, joshua, keith, lorenzo, roddy, uriel, xavier are all options!)

Now Oscar was not exactly what you'd call a sports fan, at least not in the traditional sense. He didn't have favourite teams and could care less about football and had only gone to a couple of games when he happened to be dating someone on the team or who worked behind the scenes in a high up position. The Federation on the other hand was a little bit different. He'd only gone originally for an in-person viewing since his family had invested quite significantly in the group and they wanted to see their investment in action. But once it became clear to Oscar that it was primarily handsome, strong men manhandling each other? Well, he suddenly became more interested.

So he went to more shows, always dressed to impress and had become aware that more than a few eyes would wander whenever he showed up. Managers and wrestlers alike and Oscar very much enjoyed the attention and the fact people that he was fairly certain some of the wrestlers put on more of a show for him. So there he was, in his VIP booth a good thirty or so minutes before the main event started when he noticed someone making their way over to him...

[thedeviltohisangel]

For A Fortnight There We Were Idea- evelyn and her husband are freshly divorced and he’s jealous of callum, maybe he and callum have a little confrontation

For A Fortnight There We Were

"You know, when I pictured my first time out with another man after my divorce," Evelyn burped with a giggle as her second pint settled, "it was nothing like this." Her and Callum were cocooning themselves in the back booth of a pub, each of them with a baseball hat tugged low and a cigarette in their hands.

"And what were you picturing? An old billionaire on a yacht?"

"I had offers," she hummed as she gripped the front of his shirt and pulled him closer so he was standing between her legs where she sat on a stool.

"I'm sure you did," he mumbled. He leaned in for a kiss and Ev dodged to drop her forehead to his shoulder.

"Someone has their phone pointed at us." The last thing she wanted was photos and videos of her and Callum to be plastered all over social media.

"We don't have to hide anymore, Evvie. Let them watch me love on you." The way he had been dreaming about. Touching her and kissing her without worrying about optics or fielding phone calls from his publicist on how best to keep their distance the next few days until the attention died down. She kissed his neck in response and pulled back to look at him.

"There's no going back." Once they offered the world this glimpse of them, they would voraciously seek out more and more in an attempt to consume all of them. She was afraid it would ruin them. That it only worked because some parts of it were secret.

"I'm not interested in going back. Only my future with you."

"Someone has been reading too many novels with romance in them." Her elbows rested as his shoulders as his nose tipped against hers.

"Evelyn, I'm going to kiss you now." His hand cupped her cheek and she smiled as his lips pressed against hers. She held him close as he pecked her lips a few more times. "Let them say whatever they want to say. We are going to do whatever we want to do and not worry about it."

"That's hard for me." Every minute of every day of her life was planned for her. From waking up to going to bed, she lived and died by her calendar. Callum was asking her to exert some spontaneity. "You might need to kiss me a few more times to bring me around to the idea." His grin was wicked as he obliged.

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It was dark enough for them to hold hands and walk home from the pub, Ev shocked there wasn't a line of photographers waiting outside after the video of them kissing had already made it's rounds on Twitter. "I want a million more nights just like this!" she squealed as he lifted their interlocked hands and she spun around. "Will you be my midnight snack tonight, Mr. Turner?" she asked. She looked up at him with love in her eyes but he was looking behind her in the direction of his townhouse.

"Get behind me." Ev caught a glimpse of the figure standing by the gate before Callum had her chest to his back, their interlocked hands going into the pocket of his jacket as they walked closer. "Can I help you, mate?"

"You can get your hands off my fucking wife." Evelyn's eyes almost fell out of her head she opened them so wide over his shoulder. Logan.

"I think you need to go." Neither of them wanted to have to call the police. It would bring too much attention.

"She's mine! You can't have her!" Logan stalked forward and Callum pushed Evelyn back and stepped forward to hold his hands to her ex's chest.

"Get in a fucking Uber and drive away. She's not your wife anymore and you don't fucking own her."

"You want that whore?" Logan asked as he pointed at her where she was shivering from the cold and the panic.

"What did you just call her?" Callum pushed him further away from her as he stalked forward like a predator who had found its pray.

"Both of you stop! Logan, go home. Callum, please let's go inside." She reached for his arm and wrapped her hands around it in an effort to pull him away from the increasingly dangerous situation.

"You know what? You can have her. She's so fucked in the head anyways." He had plans to be the bigger man and let it go and go inside the way Evelyn had requested. But then he heard her gasp at his words and felt her fingertips dig into the skin of his arm for solace and knew these were words she had heard come from his mouth before and that they were sending her right back to that dark and lonely place.

"He has two fucking seconds, Ev." He was warning her what was going to happen. Didn't want her to be surprised when he broke his jaw.

"Don't, please. Please, please, let's just go inside." His twitched as he weighed the desire to protect her through physical dominance and to comfort her in the way she asking him to. Callum settled for the latter. He kept his body between her and her ex, bracketing his arms around her as she punched in the code for the gate.

"I'm right behind you," he whispered as he pressed a kiss to her hair.

"Let it go, Cal, please."

"I can't, Ev. Go inside and lock the door. I'll be right there." She looked back once over her should on the stairs to the door and her ex smiled the way he always did when he was toying with. It showed how much he enjoyed still being able to get under her skin.

"I'm sure you want to hit me. Let's get this over with, Turner." Callum shook his head.

"I respect her too much to do that. You've taken enough from her, Logan, did the first honorable thing in your miserable life and signed those papers. Let her fucking go because if I see you again...I swear to God I will welcome the consequences."

Evelyn watched from the window as the two men seemed to exchange threats with each other. As Callum stood and watched her ex-husband get into an Uber and drive out of their neighborhood. He stood there for a few more seconds and let out a deep breath and square his shoulders before turning to walk into the house.

Not for the first time was Evelyn nauseous over the baggage she was bringing into his life. Not for the first time she was scared that it was now one step too far for him and he would leave. Not for the first time did she want to scream out into the universe so it could swallow her pain and lock it away.

And not for the last time she was so utterly in love with Callum that she could finally think of the word forever.

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Caleb. I think. I don’t think it’s amnesia but it’s definitely a form of memory loss. He has very scattered memories of the past and can have trouble with remembering the present.

I don’t know if I’ve revealed the why, but now seems like a good place as any. [cw for supposed breaking and entering, abusive familial relationships, gaslighting, body horror and unconsentual medical experimentation from this point onwards]

So Caleb (he’s about 12 at this point) and his brother Callum (18) (their parents were not creative with names) were left orphaned after what Caleb assumed was a home invasion while he was at school, so the two went on the run to try and find a new home. They ended up entering this organisation that seemed to be an orphanage. Callum rose in the ranks to be one of the staff members and Caleb ended up befriending some of the kids there. Everything seemed to be well, at least from what Caleb saw.

In truth, the organisation was dedicated to experimenting on people who were gifted and able to wield power sources called Iridium Pearls. They harvested the raw power from the users, often leaving them dead or “hollowed”. Callum was initially on the table for sacrifice, but he ended up fighting against them and seemingly awakened his IP power: control. He puppeted his would-be attackers, even managing to harm a few before being detained. The organisation thought him a useful asset, so kept him on board. Callum didn’t have any qualms about the whole human sacrifice thing.

After all, he had awakened his powers very early in a much weaker form. It was still enough to stop his parents from running when he killed them.

Callum utilised his powers to the organisation’s benefit, able to swallow the grimmer aspects whilst still juggling the niceties others came to know him for. When Caleb was to be sacrificed, he didn’t bat an eye. He was curious though - what powers did he have? What was his potential? And how could it further goals? As it turns out, Caleb has the power to contain things, which Callum thought useful. Often the IP energy was too chaotic to handle by oneself, so to have it managed and contained, unable to resist, was useful. But IP can be extremely corruptive… which is good that Caleb is doing it, not him.

So tldr: Caleb isn’t sacrificed and has a job. Only he’s started getting unexplained aches and pains, and he’s noticing weird discolouration on his body, most notably his arm and face. He tries raising this concern to Callum, as well as the whole “harvesting energy from people” thing. You know, are we the baddies?

So Callum removes his memory of ever asking. And he does so the next day. And the next. So it’s probably best he doesn’t know about the experiments. Or the times where his friends vanish. Oh, and of life before being here. He’s asking questions again, remove his memories. No, you’re crazy for thinking this is wrong! This is good! It’s all you ever known! Shut up! I’m right!! Know your place! Remove that memory so he isn’t traumatised. Remove that one too, too much to question.

Each memory that is removed is just that: the memory. His corruption continues. His hand forms to a claw. His eye crusts over, rendering him blind in one. He stops asking questions out of fear. Caleb is scared; he’s a monster and he doesn’t know why. All his friends leave, but did he ever have friends? He can only trust his brother, but even he grows cold and distant. When mundane authorities come to investigate, Caleb is told to hide. When IP investigate, Caleb is told to put himself to use and hold them off. He’s a disappointment if he fails, and could do so much better if he succeeds. When asking about his failing memories, he’s told it’s a side effect of the corruption and is told to be more careful or it’ll worsen and he won’t be able to talk or fend for himself. He’s already stated forgetting things like passwords, important locations, even his own name. He hardly knows the date or how old he is. The memories blur.He loses himself in the haze.

One day, a raid happens. Operation Peridot, as it’s known in history. All of the higher-ups flee through a portal one of them made, Callum alongside them. Caleb tries to enter the portal that would lead them to safety. Callum asks for it to be shut down, leaving his brother behind. At this point, he’s 26. Caleb is 20, but never remembers celebrating a birthday beyond his 9th.

Caleb manages to escape on his own, but is tailgated by the raiders, trying hard to find and rescue him; to rehabilitate him into the larger society the Iridium Pearl userbase have made for themselves. But Caleb keeps running. But he doesn’t know why. He ends up hurting many people he doesn’t want to, but what else can he do? He’s a monster, and if he’s not one now he’ll be one soon.

…it should be noted that he does end up receiving at first illegitimate therapy before actually receiving actual therapy, and does discover his long lost memories from small jars where they were held captive, but yeah… not a pretty way to lose your memories.

Which OC has amnesia? Why? What causes/caused it?

[faegoddessog]

31: Samhain

Well loves, we made it, Every damn day (except that first one, which I'll rectify when I consolidate) Thanks to @slowsweetlove for providing the Austin based jungle-gym for me to play on. And thanks to all ya'll for hanging out with me , and Austin and sometimes Callum for October.. Hawtober? Hmmm...

Those of you that like to read my mind smut, I'll be taking a digital break for a while. Y'know: touch some grass, do some knitting, bake some bread, paint, declutter, put up some preserves or something cool like that.

Enjoy the end of my own creative challenge for #DDofAB- October 2024

Here is my ongoing masterlist of this project. Keep and eye out for the story in full (or at least less parts) to be posted

My other works are here if you are interested!

Warnings: missing the man, finding the man

You haven’t seen hide nor hair of Austin since those two weeks in New York.  He had pretty much moved out of his hotel and into your apartment for the duration of his stay.  He took you to plays, made you dinners and made sure a day didn’t go by without showing you that you mattered to him. That and he made sure your pussy stayed wet. You’d not had so much sex in your entire life. It was amazing. 

Then he was gone.  

Before he left, you two had agreed that, for now at least, you would keep it a ‘no strings attached’ kinda relationship. You had a whole bunch of work in the coming months and he was filming. He had explained that when he is working, he sometimes can’t really do anything else and usually his phone is taken from him.  He had texted you, off and on for a while, but it had been radio silence for some time. You knew he was filming in Hungary then here stateside somewhere. It was surreal and sometimes you felt like those two weeks were from someone else’s life. The lingering fear that it would be another ten years before you saw him again was kept only at bay by Callum. 

Cal had been far more communicative. He even popped into New York a couple times. Honestly he was far better at maintaining a friendship than Austin. 

“Yeah, it’s not like he doesn't care, he just gets caught up in creating character and the artist aspect of it all. Time kinda doesn't mean anything when he gets like that.  If you can handle that, you’ll be ok,” Cal had told you once at dinner. 

Funnily enough, neither of you were as driven to fuck without Austin there. You joked how he was the sexy lynchpin. 

Did you fuck anyway? Yeah, of course you did. But it was way more of a ‘friends with benefits’ feel than it had been with Austin.

Today though you are in the most unlikely of places. You are in Ohio for your cousin’s wedding. It was also Halloween, or Samhain, as she called it.

“It’s pronounced sow-een,” she kept telling anyone near with ears. She had this love affair with Halloween, excuse me, Samhain, so her wedding was gothy and occult themed. It was the only time she felt she could get away with it. Still there were grumbles from the relatives.  Skulls, ravens and ouija boards outfitted each table, complete with Tarot decks and black candles as wedding favors. 

She had arranged a palm reader and fortune teller  the way other people had DJ’s and photo booths.  The venu was out in a barn on her friends’ farm. You had come out that afternoon to help set it all up. The wedding wasn’t until after dark, of course. 

Her little sister, who was in her mid teens, had brought over a Ouija board and plonked down on the table where you were sitting and tasting the special "black widow" cocktail complete with black glitter and a red spherical ice cube. You thought it was a drink that tempted fate, and hoped it wasn't predictive of your cousins marriage to be.

"Play with me," she had asked, "it's not fun alone."

You agreed, what harm could it have really.

She asked things like:

Are there spirits in the barn? 'no'

Has anyone died in here? 'yes'

Am I crazy? 'no'

Have I met the person I'll marry?

The planchet wandered to ‘no’ for her and practically zipped to ‘yes’ for you. 

“Oooo, who is it! You have to spill, I’m dying to know!” she said wagging her eyebrows. She idolized you, living in the big city and making your own way in the world. You had promised her a trip to New York for a graduation present. She was definitely one of those black sheep of your midwestern family. Destined for something far bigger than marrying a local boy and popping out kids. 

“I don’t know, could be anyone,” you laughed, “I live in a city with eight million people.”  

“Ok, ok! Let’s try this. Ouija Board, where is this man?” she asks. 

O-U-T-S-I-D-E came the answer. 

“That’s unhelpful,” she made a sour face, “unless he’s like a forest ranger or something. Know any forest rangers?” 

“No,” You just laugh it off. Ouija Boards were supposed to be for talking to the dead. You are pretty sure that you aren't going to marry someone dead.

It was then that you heard the tell tale sounds of an old motorcycle in the driveway.

“Oh yeah, they said there was a movie being filmed about motorcycles and that they might be using the front drive to turn around in,” your little cousin says, walking towards the barn door. “Isn't that so neat, a movie, here!! I wonder if it has anyone famous in it. OMG that’d be lit! 

“I dunno, I’ll ask” you hear a deep voice outside. 

You turn just to see the silhouette of a tall man in the bright square of the barn door. 

“Excuse me, is there a restroom I could use here?” the timbre of the voice is unmistakable if layered with a Chicago accent. 

“Austin?” his name drops out of your mouth like a spell.

It’s bewitching, the way he strides into the barn, his heels thunking on the old wooden floor. The lights finally uncover his features, and Austin only has eyes for you.

“Is it you? Is it really you,” he says disbelievingly. 

“Me? It’s fucking you!” you retort, or try to. He is on you in seconds, gathering you in his arms. 

 He smells like cold air, motor oil and cigarettes. He kisses you, tasting faintly like whiskey.  The world falls away and it’s only you two. 

“I’ve been missing you,” he says, placing his forehead on yours.

“Me too, so much,” you breathe back, hardly believing this is real.

You stay there for the span of two breaths, until your little cousin squeals, “Oh my god it was right, he WAS OUTSIDE!” 

The End

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Late afternoon. A boy lied in bed, staring aimlessly at the ceiling. A rare calm in an organisation full of people shouting and yelling. A brief respite in an otherwise tumultuous environment. He closed his eyes, feeling nothing but serenity and calm.

He turned his eyes towards the table besides the bed, the only decoration in an otherwise sparse and barren room. The table was one of those that had a drawer, but it was locked with no key around. Even if there was, he had a bad feeling about opening that drawer. But the boy felt unusually brazen and bold today.

He cocked his ears out to the otherwise quiet surroundings. No spare cries of “Caleb?!” convinced him he would be safe this time around. Nobody to catch him in the act.

What act? The act of opening a drawer?

Yes, he supposed. The act of opening a drawer. A forbidden drawer. Caleb reached down to the ground, finding a spare paperclip bent out of shape he had tossed aside one day. Not a rare find, by any means. Everyone always left around spare paper clips and pens, and Caleb had a habit of picking them up and hoarding them away. He didn’t exactly know why, maybe he just liked collecting, he reasoned to himself.

The lock clicked open, and Caleb undid the drawer.

All that laid inside was a stick note, and in his handwriting, it read: “you have done this before + if you cant remember he did it again”.

…what?!

It was definitely his handwriting, right? Not someone else’s that just happened to look a lot like his? He turned the note over, half expecting a “just kidding! lmao” or another confirmation that it was a joke.

“dont tell brother”

Callum. What does Callum have to do with all of this? Yes, sure, he brought Caleb here when Mom and Dad died, and sometimes Caleb helped him with his little projects, but none of it explained why he shouldn’t tell Callum anything. Was Callum getting rid of his memories? If so, memories of what?

He heard a banging at the door. Caleb shoved the note back into the drawer, locking it as though he had never touched it, awaiting whoever was at the door.

——

Fragments of the past glistened like light in the sphere. Caleb, now older, looked back upon the lost shards. His own memory, and he was only a spectator. The boy in the room felt so familiar, yet something seemed off. That was the first time he realised his missing memories. And like most things deemed out of line, it was removed and preserved.

“You’ve done this all before.”

[westofessos]

I haven’t been posting about the G1 because I’ve just been so fucking tired, but I figured since were at the halfway point I’d do a quick recap of the first half:

First, let’s just address the press conference because what the FUCK was Sanada wearing there and why were he and Zack just flirting the whole time??

Gabe. I love you. Also my mom (who doesn’t know anything about NJPW beyond the guys that were on AEW TV or Forbidden Door and sometimes she even forgets those) watched it with me and LOVES Gabe now. Has been asking every couple days “how’s my guy doing?”

My mom also got up at 4:30 in the morning to watch one day because she’s on holidays now and wanted to see him

I’m trying not to flinch and be confident that Zack is winning but my hope was pretty much crushed the second he beat Naito

Speaking of Naito. Yikes. I have nothing against him but I think it might be time to hang it up.

Yuya Uemura has blown me completely out of the water. I’ve always liked him, but he was never someone whose matches I got excited for, and through the tournament he has just been amazing.

And Takeshita! My god he’s incredible. Tony Khan had better be watching this with plans to get him the fuck away from Don Callis when he gets back.

ELP. My sweet, sad ELP. Someone PLEASE give this man a hug already. My heart is breaking for him.

I really hoped that at least for the G1 we could be free of House of Torture bullshit but evidently not.

It’s pissing me off so much.

And the fact that Evil is leading Block A? Don’t even talk to me.

Evil, Narita, and Lee are really spoiling an otherwise fantastic tournament.

Also, I hate to say it but I’ve been mildly impressed with David Finlay’s performance. His promos are still shit, but his matches have been pretty good. Gotta give credit where credit is due.

Oh and Shota! Can’t forget Shota. He’s been doing pretty good, imo. I’m really hoping he gets some more wins because I was really hoping he’d be at the top of his block.

I’m not super crazy over Boltin Oleg, but he’s been good too.

Yota Tsuji! I’ve always loved him but he’s really been awesome. Hope he starts getting more points because, like Shota, I really wanted him to be at the top of his block.

Sanada, Great-O-Khan, and Hirooki Goto have been solidly okay.

Jeff Cobb, Callum Newman, and Henare have been great. Love my United Empire boys. Shingo has been fantastic too.

And Zack. My guy. The love of my life. He’s been perfect. So good. Wonderful as always. Still my pick to win. If he loses to Evil I might have to stop watching.

Oh, and as much as I like Chris Charlton at the commentary booth with Walker for banter and translation purposes, I’ve really been loving him having wrestlers on commentary! It’s so much fun. I think I prefer it honestly.

Favourite matches so far: Shota Umino vs Gabe Kidd, Konosuke Takeshita vs Jeff Cobb, Konosuke Takeshita vs Yuya Uemura

Overall it’s been really good and I’ve been having a great time. Can’t wait for the second half!

What has everyone else thought of the G1 so far?

[sophie-hatter-jenkins]

Chapter 2 - Jailbait

Another day, another disastrous date for Lily Evans. Still, at least James is behind the bar to commiserate. She isn't going to flirt with him though - it wouldn't do to give him the wrong idea, now would it?

Chapter 2 of my @jilymicro-oops inspired by March Prompt 3: Horrified.

Rated - M

Read it on AO3: From the Beginning // Chapter 2

Snippet below the cut!

Given how disastrous Lily’s date with Karl turned out to be, she could have been forgiven for never, ever setting foot in The Loyal Companion again. However, exactly a week later, she was back - and not only that, she was back to meet another date. 

It had seemed like as good a choice of venue as any when she’d suggested it, because surely this date couldn’t possibly be as bad as the last one? She wasn’t exactly sure whether it counted as getting back on the horse or returning to the scene of the crime, but either way unanticipated bubbles of excitement fluttered in her stomach as she pushed open the door. 

Her excellent mood lifted still further when she spotted James behind the bar. He noticed her immediately, his face breaking into a huge grin. Lily raised her hand in greeting, and as he returned her wave she noticed how his red t-shirt fitted closely to the lean muscles of his torso. The colour suited him, she decided.

Just then, Lily’s phone pinged. Checking it, she saw that the message was from Callum, her date, and that once again, he’d arrived before her. 

“Wotcher, Lily!” called Dora, as she passed by with a tray of drinks. “Meeting someone?”

“Yeah,” Lily told her, scanning the message. “He’s at a table near the bar. Wearing a striped polo shirt?”

Dora looked surprised. “They guy in the stripes? He’s your date?”

“Yes,” Lily told her, suddenly wary.

“Well.” Dora smiled, suddenly looking extremely amused. “Okay, then!” Lily thought her shoulders were shaking a little as she whirled away to deliver the order to one of the booths at the back.