#do you guys still want obsessive!caleb

[starmocha]

butting in but I don't think it's just the arm. I read somewhere that some of his bones were also infused with metal due to the explosion. kinda like wolverine. idk though how true that is. but it's pretty obvious he's been through hell, like, HELL.

regardless of him being a LI interest now, he was MC's first safe space (i think all LIs are her safe space though) so I can only imagine the dread and anger she feels over what happened to him.

i'm really excited for the event but I gotta admit I can't wait for the new Caleb fics, the angst, the drama aaaaAahĥhhhhh 🥹

THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN TRYING TO SAY. I really don't think it's just the arm. We're seeing the arm, because the skin (?) has been removed, but only that much. How far does it go?

Man, I was gonna do some writing tonight, but like half of my ideas might get scrapped/reworked because of this detail if it's really true. Thank god the main stuff I am working on are AUs LOL

[writer-freak]

Foreplay | Lads x gn reader

Characters: Rafayel, Sylus, Zayne, Xavier and Caleb

Warnings: SMUT foreplay duh, talks of guys going down on you and using their fingers, no specific genitalia mentioned though, still not sure how to write Caleb, english isn't my first language

A/n: So after seeing the trailer for Caleb I needed to write something (even though I don't have a proper grasp of his character yet). I wasn't sure how to write Caleb so I wrote him a little sweeter but maybe I will change my mind about that when he's actually out. <3

Rafayel

When it comes to foreplay, Rafayel is the perfect man. He loves when he has the upper hand, but there’s also his more submissive side that often shines through, like every touch is deliberate, as if he’s worshiping you with his hands and mouth. And while he’s obsessed with going down on you (it’s no secret it’s his favorite) there’s this perfect tension when you take the upper hand.

He can be a tease though, and he’s so good at it it’s almost unfair. He’ll start slow, trailing kisses along your thighs, his lips brushing your skin just enough to leave you aching for more. His teeth graze sensitive spots, pulling soft gasps from you as he watches, completely transfixed by every reaction you give him. He lives for the way you squirm and arch under him, dragging things out until you’re practically begging for him to give in.

But when you flip the script? That’s when Rafayel’s sub side shines through. He’ll let you take the lead, let you tease him, his breath hitching as your touch makes him falter. He tries to hold back, biting his lip as you test his limits, but when you push him too far, the control he clings to tends to snap. His hands grip your thighs, and his mouth moves like he’s starving, lips and tongue working you over like you’re the only thing he needs to live.

And then his fingers join in, they curl just right, dragging you higher and higher as his mouth continues. Every gasp or moan of his name drives him wild, and he smiles with pure satisfaction, like he knows exactly how good he’s making you feel. And the truth is? He does.

Sylus

Sylus is such a tease, it’s basically his default setting. He’s playful, always grinning like he knows exactly how close you are to losing it, and he lives for that moment when you finally do. For him, foreplay isn’t just a warm-up, it’s the main event. He’s patient, too languid, deliberate touches that seem almost lazy until you realize every single one is perfectly aimed to drive you wild.

He’ll start light, his fingers barely grazing your skin as he traces over your body like he’s memorizing every inch of you. And the way he circles around your most sensitive spots without quite giving you what you want? Maddening. He eats it up, watching the way your body reacts, testing what makes you shudder or gasp, like he’s studying you and enjoying the hell out of it.

His voice is part of the whole act, too. It’s low and smooth, wrapping around you as he leans in close, whispering filthy promises and details about exactly what he’s going to do next, his breath warm against your ear, sending chills down your spine.

When he finally decides to really go for it, it’s a total game-changer. His fingers plunge deep, curling just right, stroking that spot that makes you forget how to breathe. And he stays right there with you, lips brushing yours, swallowing every moan and gasp like he can’t get enough of the sounds you make. Sylus isn’t just about getting you off, it’s the way he unravels you, slowly, that he seems to love the most.

Zayne

Zayne is more about the slow burn, the build-up that makes every second feel electric. He loves the tension, the way your breathing shifts, the hunger that builds between you. For him, foreplay is a lot of kissing and touching, his hands are everywhere, mapping you out as his mouth claims yours like it’s the only thing that matters.

He’s deliberate, maddeningly so, his touch slow and sensual as he explores every inch of you. His fingers trace over your curves, his lips following close behind, leaving heat in their wake. And when he starts to stretch you open, his gaze locks on yours, watching every shiver and arch like it’s his favorite show. He drinks in the way your body reacts, and there’s this silent intensity to him, like he’s completely focused on you, on making sure you feel every ounce of pleasure he’s giving you.

Zayne knows exactly what he’s doing, and he’s relentless about it. One second, he’s teasing you with featherlight touches that leave you squirming, and the next, his fingers are deep, stroking you in a way that makes your mind go blank. He knows how to keep you teetering on the edge, gasping for air, your body begging for release even if you’re too wrecked to say the actual words.

The best part for him? Knowing he’s the one unraveling you. He doesn’t just want you to fall apart, he wants to watch, feel it, be the reason you lose control over and over again. And when you do, there’s this satisfied look in his eyes, like he’s just claimed another victory.

Xavier

Xavier is the kind of guy who makes foreplay almost feel like an art form. He’s focused, deliberate, and painfully thorough in all the best ways. He loves taking his time, starting slow as he lavishes attention on every inch of you, leaving no spot untouched. His touch is precise, his kisses soft and lingering, like he’s savoring every moment and determined to make it last.

His favorite? Using his mouth on you. At first, he’s unhurried, his tongue and fingers moving together in perfect rhythm, his control almost annoying as he builds your pleasure in slow waves. He watches every reaction, focused on every little shiver, every soft gasp, like he’s reading your mind and knows exactly what you need before you do.

But then there is a shift. The way your body responds, the way you gasp his name, the way your hips buck against him, it does something to him. Sweet and controlled turns hungry and desperate, his focus crumbling as he gives in to the way you’re turning him on. His grip tightens, his movements grow faster, more insistent, like he can’t hold back anymore.

He’s relentless now, his tongue and fingers working you over with an intensity that leaves you trembling, his soft groans muffled against your skin as if he’s as wrecked by this as you are. The connection between you is electric, and he’s completely lost in it, completely driven by the way you fall apart under him.

And when you’re left spent and shaking, Xavier looks at you with this mix of pride and satisfaction, his own breathing ragged. There’s nothing cocky about it, just this certainty that he’s not finished with you.

Caleb

Caleb our newest guy has that mix of curiosity and raw hunger that he brings. There’s this energy about him, like he’s as fascinated by how your body reacts as he is turning you on. He loves using his mouth, taking his time to explore every inch of you like he’s discovering something new. But his favorite? Teasing you until you’re begging for him to take control.

He starts slow, his hands barely brushing your skin, just enough to make you shiver and squirm, desperate for more. His kisses follow the same rhythm, soft and teasing at first, but then they deepen, turning hungrier with each one. He’ll find those sensitive spots and graze them with his teeth, loving the way it pulls those sharp little gasps from your lips.

And when his fingers finally slide between your thighs? It’s game over. Caleb doesn’t hold back, his touch relentless as he builds you up, orgasm after orgasm, until you’re a complete wreck beneath him. He’s close, always close, his lips brushing your neck, nipping at your skin just enough to leave a mark, his voice low and rough in your ear. “I want to hear you fall apart for me,” he murmurs, and the way he says it makes your whole body respond, like you couldn’t deny him even if you wanted to.

For Caleb, it’s about learning every inch of you, watching you lose yourself under his touch, and knowing he’s the one who got you there.

Divider by: @anitalenia

Hope you enjoyed <3

[shysuccubusstuff]

Yandere! Caleb pt. 2

Content: Stalking + Spying + Photo taking + Controlling + Masturbation + Breeding kink + Matting press + Aftercare - Stablished relationship

Note: I just love a good obbsessed man... Have you liked him so far? I've read that some ppl think that he's scary/too much, but I believe that this type of LI is quite common in otome games (and I enjoy them quite a lot). Sorry if it's similar to the previous one, I have trouble remembering everything I write...

Yandere! Caleb, who is able to mask all his obsession upon layers and layers, always acting as if he was that sweet older brother like figure. He keeps forcing himself to restrain, even when he sees you with some other people from your age. He even has to face the fact that you had found some other guys to be with, all nice guys, of course, sadly, that wasn't enough for him. I mean, he had been with you your whole entire life, who was better than him to be your husband boyfriend?

Yandere! Caleb, who loves stalking you while taking candid pictures of you. He just loves following you around the days he's free, his brown hair being concealed by a black cap, his ears now decorated with a bunch of piercings that dangled as he moved. He knows just how much he's betting every single time he decides to do it, but he just can't stop himself from pursuing you. He makes sure to buy clothes that he would never wear with you, a bunch of extremely baggy sweaters together with loose trousers that make him look larger than he actually is. He carefully takes out a phone he bought just for this task, and he hits the small white button, the shutter of his camera going off as you were sharing a small treat with a man he soon recognised. It was Zayne, the boy that lived next door, he clenched his fists in frustration, his hands trembling from the force he did. Still, he simply kept drinking that slightly bitter coffee, looking at the photo he had taken as he smiled charmed. In that photo, Zayne was nowhere to be seen, making him smile even wider.

Yandere! Caleb who loves collecting little trinkets (from you). You don't know it, but Caleb has a few keep boxes, all filled to the brim with different elements. This hobby of his began while the two of you were children, saving them with the purpose of showing them to you when you grew up. This quickly took a turn as he began to feel his mental state decay, the small collection growing more and more each day until he had to buy several boxes, all piled up on his private room within the Fleet.

Yandere! Caleb who used the intel within the Fleet to track you down. Always following your every move through the small screen, even watching what you saw through the small virus he had planted within your phone. He loved watching the world from your perspective, even hearing how happy you were just from winning those soft plushes in the claw machine. He made sure to even take screenshots, printing them and adding them to his vast collection of candid photos.

Yandere! Caleb who keeps your photo everywhere he goes. You don't know it, but he made a small modification in the necklace you gave him, creating a small cabinet just so he could keep a picture of you within it. This picture is sometimes rotated between the many options he has, but the only thing that remains despite all the changes is a few strands of your hair. Luckily (for you) he was the one that gave you the idea, telling you one day that people used to gift a lock of their hair before the impeding parting of a loved one. So of course you gave him one, how could you not, when you could easily tell just how much Caleb wanted it?

Yandere! Caleb who uses your photos to masturbate. It's late at night and he just can't bear it anymore, he has been restraining himself from such a long time, always having to conceal his hardened member by pulling down his sweaters or jackets, always wearing black clothing that is just a bit oversized for him. But as soon as he reaches his private house, he rushes to the small wardrobe, rushing to get his hands on some of the clothes you had left a few days ago. He knows this is awful on him, masturbating with some barely worn clothes that still had your scent, but, how could he not? That day, you had spent the whole day with him, your body constantly brushing against him as he kept biting his tongue as a way to control himself. He quickly rushed to his bed, sitting down and quickly undoing his trousers together with his underwear. He quickly wrapped his hand around his erection, starting to move it up and down his shaft as he inhaled the sweet scent that was emanating from the t-shirt.

"Fuck... I love you... I love you so much... I need you... Just---... Fuck I love you, you're so fucking cute, always looking at me with those sweet eyes... I could just eat you up..." As he started to lose himself on the pleasure, he kept mumbling, his hand starting to speed up as he kept rubbing his face against the cloth, sometimes bitting it as a way to muffle some of his sounds. "I just want you to... Fuck... Just want to get you all hot and bothered because of me... I need to fuck you so bad--- I love you..." As he kept moving his hand faster, he kept whimpering, his hips bucking against his hand as he dreamt about fucking your sweet pussy, seeing you drool all over him as his tip kept hitting against that soft spot within your cunt. Soon, he came all over his hand, his warm essence staining his hand as he kept his face buried on your clothing, wishing it had been you the one he came all over.

Yandere! Caleb who makes sure to get you pregnant as soon as you allow him. Of course he wanted to become the father of your children, but he had to stop himself, biting his own tongue as a way to stop himself from fucking you against the mattress as he kept whispering into your ear, praising you as he burried his face in the crook of your neck. His attitude changed as soon as you allowed him, his cock growing while still being inside you, making your tummy bulge a bit as he started to increase the rhythm of his trusts.

"Just like that, you're doing so good for me, love... Just hold on a bit more... I'll be such a good daddy-- Provide for you, whatever you need, just take me as your husband, yeah? Just let me treat you all nice, you're so good, such a hard-working woman..." Caleb's voice resonated within your head, nails digging on his muscled back as your lower half kept receiving his powerful thrusts, making you mewl each time his dick entered, filling you to the brim and staying there for a few seconds, pressing even further as he kept kissing your forehead to keep you grounded. "Love... Just a few more minutes, promise I'll let you rest as soon as we finish, I just need to make sure to fill you up..." Caleb's rhythm became even more punishing, the tip of his cock hitting your cervix, using his own body weight to keep you pressed against the bed, ramming against you as if he had lost every single strand of restraint. Just as you were about to loose yourself, Caleb's hips finally started to quiver, his thrusts becoming more swallow as his cock started to twitch, his cum filling your womb as he pressed himself against your entrance, making sure to not move an inch until he finally ended. "You did so good, my love, let me take care of you." Caleb got away from you, leaving the room for a few minutes. This moment allowed you to breath deeply, your chest moving up and down rapidly as you tried to stabilise your own breath. Just as you kept trying to recover, Caleb's arms wrapped around you, lifting you up from the bed so he could take you to the tub that had been filled. Caleb let you lay within it, cleaning your body with the soft sponge, then moving on to massage your scalp, carefully shampooing your whole head and letting it for a few minutes. "I love you, you did so good for me... Now let me get you all warm and cozy before going to bed."

[irisinluv]

Caleb Love and deep space thoughts- SPOILERS AHEAD

Second update of brain dumping my thoughts as I play through the game… this time entirely Caleb focused

Ok so I’ve been reading Caleb’s anecdotes, dates, every scrap of info that becomes available to me…. And holy shit he’s such a simp!

Man almost fucking died, was lost in space for 2 weeks, and he’s just like “haha hey pipsqueak! Yea secret training mission, sorry, I’m back online!” As he’s in a hospital bed. Like baby boy not letting mc know he almost died???? And then the card/memory/whatever it’s called where he’s sick, and she has to basically beg him all day to let her in? Man wants to be Superman for her. Seriously, he’s out here becoming a pilot cuz it would pay well and help provide for mc, and if anything happened he could just whisk her away.

He literally worships the ground mc walks on. Obsessed with the necklace he gave him, kissing the pendant before each flight, not letting her lift a finger at the house when it comes to chore type things, using his evol to win her plushies at the claw machine… also he’s soooo obviously into the domestic life with mc! His house is bare bones before the reunion. Then MC shows up and there’s the scene where he’s surrounded by boxes, setting things up….. I picture him totally kicking himself for not having everything set up sooner, bc he got a house just so she could move in. I see him just living in an apartment that’s part of the officer barracks. There’s no reason why he has a whole ass house if not for mc. He just didn’t expect her to have infiltrated his ranks as a spy and to pop up so soon…. But hey she’s here now and so he’s totally buying everything and having a hot ikea build sesh in that slutty little tank top of his.

Oh and you know he’s a cheeky idiot about the fact that mc picked his room when deciding where to stay. Like we got that from the gameplay obviously…. But I just want to take moment to appreciate how hard that man must have been grinning on the inside. I also think it’s so cute that mc really is just making his place a second home. She’s got a little garden going at his house! She talks about the little yellow flowers she planted there in one of the text messages, and when he mentioned restocking his snacks on a community post mcs already planning on raiding it.

Also he’s been so obsessed with her since they were kids. Like he’s got some weird amnesia brain trauma shit going on after his deep space incident, and he scored poorly on the mental health portion of his exams (not him answering the “what’s the greatest challenge with flight missions?” Question with “it’s hard to get home on time”), and I’m assuming he was also an experiment by ever like MC is (but I haven’t gotten to the point where I can say that for sure), but like. That isn’t why he’s the way he is. Man was out here protecting her from bullies, the thing where he’d buy two of everything for mc, think he said something like “I wanted to grow up to be the most loyal… well you know, I could be” LOYAL HUSBAND? But from the jump he’s been doing everything for her. It’s so interesting getting this background from all the memories and whatnot. Like he’s made it such a source of pride to take care of mc in every tiny way, and so when she says stuff about not needing him, or uh, I don’t remember what thing it was part of but she fixed some electronic and was like “damn that was easier than I thought, guess I gotta stop bugging you for every tiny little thing, I can just figure it out.” and he PANICS! Like no baby- that’s his comfort thing. No matter what else is going on, at least he can feel needed and wanted when you come playfully whining to him that you can’t find your favorite mug. He’s the walking advertisement for acts of service. Also one last thing.

Yall noticed how he put his hat on mc like right after the reunion? The only thing I could think of is what it means when you put on a guys cowboy hat. Like damn Caleb. She’s still in shock that you’re not dead. But get it ig.

[ziminy]

Coming back to you

How to get back with your ex

Tags: smut, minors and ageless blogs do not interact, f!reader, normal au (because we suffered enough), my bbg Caleb the manipulative king he is (break me in half and all I'll say is thank you), implied stalking (if you squint), creampie, oral (f! receiving), fingering, marking, dirty talk, praising, size difference, little bit of crying, not proofread

Author's note: almost lvl 60 affinity with him, it was hard work and a lot of dedication. Trust me when I say I won't be able to recover financially from this any time soon.

Masterlist

Life was good when you were together, and somehow it even better after breaking up. It's not like your split up was messy, because you two parted ways on mutual accord, deciding that this isn't going to work since both of you were so busy lately. Why dragging the other down when you have your futures set?

In fact, the break up wasn't even supposed to be a break up, you were supposed to take a little break from each other that turned into a break up some time later. You said that you'd still be friends, that it's alright to talk and greet each other if you somehow managed to meet again.

But it was all lies. Both of you knew that. Because you never texted each other after that, and somehow you tried to avoid all the places he might be at. You don't really know why you're doing that, if just.. you feel a little uncomfortable looking back at what you two used to have.

Perhaps it was the way he looked at you, how he leaned down to talk to you, or that dumb smile that made your heart skip a beat.

He was caring, attentive, maybe a bit obsessive, perhaps a bit insane too. And maybe that what scared you, kept you away from dating again. Finding another one like him. God, what if you had the misfortune to wake up with another one like him at your door? You'd rather jump out the window than have the luck of getting another Caleb.

But he was good, in his own ways.

Well.. you can't really name any of his good traits at the moment, but he was a great guy. If you put aside his manipulative side, that he doesn't even try to hide to begin with.

You promised yourself to not fall for another guy like him, that empty words mean nothing to you. Threats had no effect, and you don't feel guilty anymore over things that you shouldn't be to begin with.

So, why was he here? You were supposed to meet with the old friend group, to reconnect and talk about the old days and how college used to be. I mean, he was part of the group, but why exactly was he here? And why did nobody told you he was coming?

"It's so good to see you guys!" one of your friends said, instantly jumping from person to person to hug.

"I feel like we're young again." someone else said, making you shake your head and let out a soft laugh. You can't show that you're affected, you're all grown now, you matured. He had no effect on you anymore. Even if it only been a year, you're still a different person that you were a few months ago.

"We aren't old to begin with." you said with a smile on your face. "How haves everyone been?" you sounded so calm, like you forgot how much stress was put on you back then. Everybody looks in much better shape after graduation, perhaps that place was rough for everyone.

"Let's just skip greetings and drink." of course there was that one person. "Caleb, you pay." everybody's eyes were on the tall man.

"You brought your wallet, no? Why should I pay." your eyes made contact for a moment, and you felt your face getting hotter. This night better go quick, because you don't know for how much longer you can handle this.

Everything was how it was back then, the way you sit in groups at the bar. How you found yourself next to the same girls you used to, deciding that you don't want to be loud and take it easy, just like before.

"So, how have life been for you? Haven't heard anything from you after we graduate." one of the girls looked at you, reminding you of how you chose to go no contact with everybody after your breakup.

"You and Caleb broke up? I thought you'd last a life time." is there nothing better to talk about?

"I'm a career woman now." you decided to change the subject, rather chosing to talk about work that your failed relationship.

"Oh?" why everybody looked so surprised was a mystery. But somehow you understood their reactions, you're also surprised you went this path.

"Got any boyfriends?" they still want to get info on your personal life, huh? Well, guess you won't be able to dodge that question any time soon.

"Nothing at the moment. Just focusing on work."

"I guess it's hard to date again. Normal guys must be so bland, not comparing to that piece of meat over there." you looked displeased with your friends choice of words. Yes, your ex might look good, but looks isn't what matters right now. Your well being was your top priority, and you enjoyed the freedom you had way too much.

"I'd be like that too if I had your ex. Imagine recovering from that." you don't even have to imagine.

"Is it even humanly possible to find somebody who's better than him?" their questions doesn't affect you, because you already know that you're the best you'd find. You understand and give yourself more than enough space that it's needed. So the right questions was if he will be able to find someone as good as you, because he won't.

"He's looking in this direction." the girls started giggling, and somehow, this was nostalgic.

Didn't this happened already? Before you started dating, right before you two confessed your feelings. Because somehow, you managed to do that at the same time. It was funny, if you're thinking about it. How you two were so in sync, you had no idea.

"Go talk to him." the girl next to you tried to push you, to make you get up and walk to the dark haired man.

"Don't want to." you kept avoiding any eye contact ever since you got in that bar. If you don't acknowledge him then he doesn't even exist to you.

"But he's looking at you." you grabbed the drink in front of you and gulped everything down your throat, trying to ignore him.

"Are you shy?" the girls started giggling again.

It was annoying. Why can't they understand that it's over? He understands this, so why can't they do it as well?

"We don't have anything to talk about."

"But he seems to want to?" it doesn't matter even if they point it out. It's been a long time already, you both moved on.

"Isn't there anything you want to tell him? Like things you didn't got the chance to while you were together?"

"This is the time to clear any bad blood between the two of you." but that wasn't necessary.

Frustrated, you looked in his direction. Eyebrows furrowed and biting on your lip so you wouldn't let out any curses you wanted to say at the moment. That classical expression, looking like he's good, even if there was no smile on his face, but he kept nodding to what his friends were saying. His eyes were betraying him however, those sleepy eyes, looking at you like you were more interesting, like he had to or else you'd evaporate from there or who knows what worse. It wasn't often when you'd see him like that, so you can't even answer your own questions on why he seemed like that.

No, if you payed attention to his surroundings, his friends might be annoying him. Saying something that he doesn't like, or.. they were talking about you. Just the way your friends were talking about him.

Was he feeling like that because he didn't want to talk to you either? No, you doubt that. It's probably because you refuse to give him any attention.

You turned to face the girls around you, who still seemed to push you to him. Maybe you should in fact go for it?

But, was there really anything that needed to be said? You don't have any regrets, you can't think of anything you want to say. And he's the same, even if he looked like he was holding back from time to time. You doubt he ever did something he's regretting. After all, you matched each other's freaks. You managed to stay together for that long just because you completed the other, understood yourselfs on a level no one else around you could.

Was this why you were pushed to him? Because everyone knew how well you fit each other?

You looked at your friends one more time, sighing as you finally gave up. You're still afraid to approach him, because he was still intimidating in a way you can't explain.

Or you can, because whenever you look at him you feel a chill down your spine. Your head was filled with stuff you said to him in the past, memories coming back to embarrass you, to make you forget what you want to do so you'd fuck up in front of him.

You stopped in front of him, staring at him as he looked at you. He still had that expression on his face, like you're still his softest spot, his weakness that makes him weak in the knees when he's around you. You opened your mouth, trying to say something but then forgetting everything once you looked into his purple eyes.

You can't be like this forever, you had to step up your game. You really had to move on, and maybe that's what you have to talk with him. Because he seems to be stuck in the past too. "You have time?" you noticed the way he almost raised his hand, to grab onto you and drag you closer like he always did. But he held back, because he knew this wasn't the time.

"Yeah." he tried to keep it nonchalantly, but you could see past his poorly executed facade. Should you feel happy with how you still affect him? You feel like you could laugh.

"Wanna talk outside?" you don't even know why you said outside of all places. You wanted to stay inside, where everybody else was. You wanted to have a reason to keep it cool, to not lose yourself in your emotions, because you know you'll fuck up if you're alone with him.

He got up, standing much taller than you as he followed you quietly. Seriously, this was like a deja vu. You still remember how you used to follow him just the way he's doing now. Not questioning a thing, and trusting him a bit too much. But you also had no idea where you're going. All you know is that you want to go outside, take some fresh air, say a few words and then go back to your friends.

For a moment, he got in front of you, opening the door and letting you walk out first. He used to do this all the time, didn't he? You almost forgot about it.

You walked a little further from the bar, resting your back against a building's wall as you looked at the sunset. No one said a thing, and the distance between the two of you was colder than the night's breeze.

"So.." a few words and then go back, that's all. You can go to your friends after this and rest. "How have you been." avoid eye contact, because you don't know when you'll fuck up, look forward, don't let yourself be distracted.

"Busy." his voice still makes something in your head ring, like a little bell that seems to not calm down until he said so. "You?"

"Busy." you couldn't even think of what to say, just biting your lip in frustration.

It was quiet again, like both of you forgot how to communicate.

For a moment, you looked to your left, at where the bar was, and then at him, catching him staring at you with a expression you can't quite explain. Sadness? No, it was a mixture of sad and frustration. And you understood him. He had you this close, next to him, and yet he couldn't do anything.

"You're bigger than I remember." you don't even know why you said that. It's just.. he looks different and you can't exactly say what it was.

"I stopped growing a long time ago." he kept looking at you, at the way you were scanning him for anything that it might have changed. "Maybe you're the one who shrinked." he extended his hand, he doesn't really know why, but it seemed alright in that moment. Like he knew you wouldn't run anymore. "My hands are still the same."

You looked at his palm, at his long fingers and at the way he looks so familiar, yet new. Like you forgot how his body looked for a moment, like you were back in the past before you two started dating. Because you did this back then too, you were in this situation before.

How he was trying to tame you, let you touch him just the way you want, explore and discover more. All just to show you how inoffensive he is, that he's not a threat.

And you bite the bait every single time. Taking his hand in yours, slowly touching it just to see if it was indeed like what you remember.

You should put more effort if you don't want him back in your life. Just look at you, you look like you've missed him so so much. You shouldn't be this sweet or else you might not be able to break up again this time.

He tried his luck, interlocking his fingers with yours, and showing you more of that size difference you haven't seen in a while.

You don't reject him, his actions only made you be more curious. What else was he hiding? You looked up at him, only to see that expression again. You really didn't understand how his eyes can be just this dark, like there was absolutely no life in them, only a purple abyss that seems to drag you in towards him.

"It's getting dark." he said in a low voice, forgetting that he was supposed not to scare you for a moment. "Let me drive you home." he's the same as ever. Getting ahead of himself just because he was able to feel your perfume for once, the same scent that you had since back then. It suited you, and he missed it.

"Alright." he always knew how to calm you, let down your guard so he can get more under your skin. Or perhaps you were doing that voluntarily, because he doubts you'd be like this just for anybody.

The ride back to your place was quiet, only the radio on, playing some mainstream songs over and over again.

The silence was loud, but not uncomfortable. It was better this way because you had nothing to say. And he will not talk until you talk.

But once you got to your house, you somehow didn't wanted to get out the car just yet. It's just.. can't he stay? You don't know why you want him there, and you don't want answers to that.

"You're.." you played with your fingers. "You're not busy, right?" you avoided his eyes, or to look in his direction at all. This was all his doing, wearing that one fragrance that made your head spin, and the shirt that he knew was your favorite. "Want to come inside?" you're doing this on your own accord. Because he wouldn't push you over your limits like this, especially when you just met again after a long time.

You came to him, you talked to him, and you dragged him into your home on your own. He didn't do anything, this was all your doing.

You were brave enough to make the first move, so he might as well reward you for it, no?

You didn't looked surprised when you started kissing the moment the front door closed behind you, you also looked unfazed when he started taking off your clothes, now going towards your bedroom, looking for a bed so he could place you on it.

How could you forget this feeling? Or the way he used to take care of you. Always stopping you from lifting a single finger, not letting you do anything until you start begging him, or worse, do things without even warning him first.

"Tell me if it hurts." he placed a kiss on your cheek before going down, biting softly on your skin and leaving kisses all over the places he touched. He was going to mark all of your body, so people would see a part of him on you even if you're not together.

He stopped when he got to your pussy, leaving a kiss on your inner thigh, before placing his lips over your heat. He was going to scream, he missed this so much that he just couldn't help but let out a lustful moan deep from the bottom of his heart.

How could you left him? Take this away from him, leave him all alone to suffer. If he didn't craved so much for you he would have punished you for it.

"You're so tight." he said as he got two of his fingers inside.

"It's been a while since I did it." he looked up at you from between your legs, placing a kiss on your clit.

"Have you done it with someone else?" he was asking as if he didn't knew everything you did while he was gone. And yet, hes jealous.

"No." you shook your head. "What about you?" are you questioning his loyalty?

"Did you touched yourself?" if this was his way of changing the subject, then it wasn't working. Because it only made you want to ask the same thing, embarras him just the way he did to you.

"Did you?" he should feel embarrassed, ashamed or anything between those two, but no, it was just you who feeling that way.

"Every time I missed you." seriously, can he calm down for a moment. You can't take it. "You didn't do a good job." he said, licking on your clit as his fingers curled up. "But I guess you can't do much with those fingers of yours." you couldn't face him when he was saying such dirty words. "Did you had a hard time stuffing yourself? Don't worry, I'll do it for you from now on." you placed a hand over his face, to cover his eyes so he would stop looking at you.

"Don't look at me." you whimper. "It's embarrassing." you were always so easy to tease.

"Alright." he moved your hand away. "I'm sorry." he was in fact not, but if that's what you want to hear then he'll lie again and again, as long as you're happy.

Your pleasure was more important to him. So he focused on that, paying attention to the places that made you melt, on your soft voice and your touch. You're still so hesitant, like you don't really trust him, like you're still testing the waters.

What more do you want from him? What can he possible give that he haven't gave you already? You have his heart, you have his mind and soul, his well being is all yours, his body and everything he owns. So give him attention, touch him more and tell him that he's doing good because he's about to burst.

For a moment he looked up at you, just to see how you're doing, to check on you and make sure you're alright.

How did he lived for so long without looking at you was a mystery. Why he accepted you leaving him and trying to move on. Who else is going to make you feel like this? You need him, you needed his cock and his touch.

But he's not going to fuck up, since it's been a while since you last did it, he shouldn't push you. So, he placed a last kiss on your clit before taking his fingers out of you, leaving you panting and waiting for more. He didn't even let you cum, how mean of him.

Still, how dumb of him, to come here with nothing on him, not even a single condom. I mean, it wasn't really his fault because he never knew he'll end up like this.

"Take it off, your clothes." you were all naked while he was still fully dressed. He also looked like he wasn't planning on getting undressed any time soon and it was annoying you.

"I don't have any condoms." that was the problem?

"It don't matter." you took him by surprise. "Come here." you knew how rail him up. And you better not regret your decision later.

You looked at him taking off his shirt, his defined muscles jumping right into your face. You were right when you said he looked bigger, he must be working out a lot more lately. He took his pants off after, your eyes on his hard cock as he came back next to you.

"Relax." he said when he got between your legs. "Look at me." it would only be harder for you if you keep overthinking. Yeah, he was big, so what. He's going to give you all the time in the world until you adjust yourself to take him. It's gonna be hard at first, but it's going to be so much easier once he models your insides into the shape of his cock. And that's a promise, believe him.

He slowly pushed the head of his dick inside your wet core, making you move a little from how it was feeling, trying to find a better position. He lowered himself, now his chest pressed against yours, placing kisses all over your face as he kept pushing more of him inside your warm pussy. It's alright, take your time. He's not going anywhere, he'll wait until you're ready for him to move.

"You're doing good." he whispered in your ear, his hot breath tickling your skin. "I'm all the way inside, see? It doesn't hurt." it hurts a little, maybe more than just a little. But wasn't it normal when he was stretching you like that? But just as much as it hurts, it also felt good, in a way that left your mouth watering. He was going to be the end of you, really.

"Move." you ordered him, wanting to feel more. Just being stuffed to the brim wasn't enough, you needed much more than that.

He followed your orders, moving his hips slowly, paying attention to your next move.

You were so cute when you're sticking to him like that, holding onto his shoulders and trembling every time he touched that spot deep inside that he wasn't trying to touch to begin with, to not overwhelm yourself.

He's going to give you everything you want, there's no need to rush. If this was how much you can handle then that's how much he's going to give you. So why were you grabbing him like that, and asking for more? "Deeper." but you couldn't take it? You're going to say that he bullied you later, and he doesn't want to take the blame for something you made him do.

"You're sure?" you nodded, looking at him through your eyelashes with a pout on your face. Alright then, if that's what you want. How could he refuse you?

So he got deeper, hitting that spongy spot with long slow strokes that seems to work wanders on you.

He kissed you, again and again, to mark everything that missed his touch. To make sure you feel him, more than just inside.

"Is it good?" he asked as if he doesn't know your body like the back of his hand.

"Mm." you nodded, leaning in to feel more of his warmth.

"Then say my name. Let me know how good I make you feel." how could you forget he was like this. He always had to mark his territory as if you're not already his. But unfortunately for him, you're not in the mood to fulfill his desires. Screaming his name seemed nice, but at the moment all you wanted was to feel him, have him to yourself and let nobody know about your business.

Maybe his greedy side rubbed on you, or maybe it's the other way around. Or not, because at the end of the day you both knew that your unsolved issues can't be fixed that easy, and it can't be passed into the other when both of you are insane.

That's why you're trying to consume each other in other ways.

Kisses that seemed way too loving for someone who just got reunited after a long time. Touches that linger on the other's body even after moving away. Whispers and words that really makes it seems like you two were just a day apart, talking about moving with him, how you don't need anyone else but him. And at the moment you're too drunk on him to even realize that you're nodding, agreeing to every little degrading thing he's saying.

You want him, don't you? You missed him, you were such a mess without him. Right? Why did you permited him to leave when he's made for you. "I love you." that's the most normal thing he said tonight. "I love you, you heard me?" you heard him, but if you're giving him an answer that satisfies him, you'll never make him pay for the pain he caused you.

"You do?" you didn't sounded loving at all, even if your arms were wrapped around his neck, looking at him in the eyes with something only he saw before, your lust and obsession.

"I love you." he'll say it until you finally give up. Placing a kiss right next to your eye, he caged you in his arms, a hand under your ass and lifting up so he could go even deeper than before. Move in even more, since you said you wanted deeper. He'll show you places you didn't even know existed if you're asking for it.

He can't say that he's a brat tamer, because he's not. He likes everything about you, your sweet side, your mean and angry side. He likes it when you punish him, it shows him that you care. And if you believe that he's not doing enough to deserve your love just yet, then he'll do more.

He liked trying after all. And he'd be damed if he said that he doesn't want to show you just how far he can go. Because trust him, you can't handle it.

He's going to eat you, or even better, sacrifice him as you see fit. He wants to be inside you forever, be part of you. Because he feels like he's finally at home only when he's with you, in your arms. And when he's balls deep inside you? He's in heaven.

"Does it hurts?" he licked your tears away, wanting to taste them and claim them as his.

You nodded, feeling his cock twitching before moving in a way that got you throwing your head back. This fucker. He thinks that he can just do this to you and not pay a price? And perhaps sometimes he forgets how you can be so cruel, mean, and play with his feelings in a way only you could.

All he needs is a look from you, fluttering those eyelashes in a pretty way, and a sad expression that he can't resist.

You win, if you wanted him to fumble, then you win. He's all yours, do whatever you want with him because he doesn't have the ability to think anymore. "Cum with me?" what gives you the right to ask such a dumb question when you knew that's the only thing he wants. If you're not, the he's not doing it either. He knows he's asking for too much, but let the man dream.

"I'll fill you up nice and pretty, alright?" he made it sounded like a question, but you both knew he was just letting you know.

"Mm." you nodded, your lips smashing together the next moment. Eating each other out as you were both so so close. Touches becoming more and more desperate, his grip on so tight you won't be surprised if it leaves a bruise. But it's alright, because you feel like that's not quite enough.

More, you both needed more. And some heated sex after fucks knows how long won't be enough to satisfy the empty holes in you. You needed so much more.

Will you even be able to get out the bed tomorrow? Both of you. Because from the way you drag each other back, refusing to give up just yet was more than enough proof to show you won't step back any time soon.

But who knows, maybe you'll finally be happy by the time you both dry your energy out.

[zerocoded]

summary: the view of linkon city from above is really different than what you're accostumed to, but you can't help but love every second of it when caleb is by your side.

authors note: can't believe i'm posting a caleb work here on this account before a sylus one LOL, anyways i'll treat our dragon fine later, now this colonel has been eating my brain the past two days and i need to get this out. this is pretty lame honestly, just trying to figure out what caleb i want to write among ALL of the ideas his one minute trailer gave me geez. i hope you like his soft side here because i plan to write a more obsessive caleb next time hehe. (GUYS I CAN'T FIND THE AUTHOR OF THIS BEAUTIFUL DRAWING I FOUND ON PINTEREST HELP).

warnings: soft!caleb lol he is just our boynextdoor here • idk where this would fit in the og story so just enjoy the reading and pretend it makes sense pls • sfw content

word count: 0.6k

the neon glow of skyhaven's artificial skyline reflected off the polished surfaces of the floating colony, bathing everything in shades of blue and violet. caleb leaned casually against his fighter jet, the sharp angles of the aircraft framing his silhouette. his black jacket, emblazoned with the deepspace aviation administration emblem, caught the faint light, making him seem larger than life.

“thought you’d chicken out,” caleb said, his voice laced with mock disappointment as you approached. “figured you’d be too scared to race the great colonel caleb.”

“scared? of you?” you shot back, folding your arms. “last i checked, you scraped the hull of your jet in the last drill. hardly inspiring confidence, colonel.”

he chuckled, the sound low and warm, and pushed off the jet with an easy grace. “ouch. remind me to never let you near the observation deck again. you’ve got a real knack for holding grudges, don’t you?”

your banter was familiar, a shield against the weight of the world outside skyhaven. but tonight, there was a strange tension in the air, unspoken yet undeniable.

caleb stepped closer, his usual teasing smirk softening into something more genuine. “you know,” he began, his tone quieter now, “all jokes aside, it’s good to see you up here. the city looks... different from above. easier to pretend it’s not falling apart for a while.”

you glanced past him, your gaze settling on the twinkling lights of linkon city far below. “it’s not falling apart,” you said firmly. “not while we’re still here to fight for it.”

“always the optimist,” caleb murmured, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “you make it sound so easy.”

“it’s not. but what’s the alternative?”

silence stretched between you two, broken only by the hum of distant machinery. caleb looked at you, his purple eyes searching yours for something unspoken. when he spoke again, his voice was softer, rawer.

“do you ever wonder what it would’ve been like if we hadn’t lived through the chronorift?” he asked. “if we’d just... had normal lives? no wanderers, no aether cores, no missions?”

you blinked, caught off guard by the vulnerability in his words. caleb rarely let his guard down, always the jokester, always the soldier.

“sometimes,” you admitted. “but then i remember how much we’ve done—how much we’ve survived. i wouldn’t trade that. not if it means losing you.”

his gaze sharpened, and for a moment, caleb seemed to forget the world around them. he took a step closer, the space between you shrinking.

“Y/N,” he said, your name heavy with meaning. “you know i’d do anything to keep you safe, right? even if it means...” he trailed off, looking away, his jaw tightening.

“even if it means what?” you pressed gently.

he exhaled, running a hand through his dark hair. “even if it means putting the whole world in danger. you’re the one thing I can’t lose.”

for once, you didn’t have a comeback. instead, you reached out, your fingers brushing his. “you won’t lose me, caleb. not as long as you don’t give up on yourself.”

the tension between you softened, replaced by something warmer, quieter. caleb’s smirk returned, though it was tinged with something deeper this time.

“guess i’ll have to stick around then,” he said, his voice lighter now. “wouldn’t want to miss out on you finally admitting i’m the better pilot.”

you rolled your eyes but couldn’t suppress a smile. “keep dreaming, colonel.”

and as the two stood there, beneath the artificial stars of skyhaven, it felt, for a moment, like the weight of their world was a little easier to bear.

author's note: look how sweet we can be, see? anyways next time i'll be writing about how he fucks probably, xx. CHECK OUT MY NEW POST ABOUT CALEB. send me a request • my masterpost

[always-just-red]

Silly tag game! 🏷️💕

Tagged by @sniickerdoodles (and also @zara-renata I think? -- I forgot to do it back then WHOOPS!!!) so thank you guys! 🥰🥰🥰

Last song: Wouldn't You Like from EPIC: The Musical (I've been so so obsessed lately oh my goshhh)

Last book: Crime and Punishment - Dostoevsky

Last movie: Umm this Korean movie called Soulmate (2023)-- watched it this time last year and it rly hit hard and inspired me, so I'm gonna try to watch it this sort of time every year!

Last show: Rewatching JJK at the mo!

Sweet/Savoury/Spicy: Gah I'm really not a foodie but I'm gonna go sweet because otherwise why am I killing myself slowly by putting two spoonful's of sugar in every cup of tea?? ☕✨

Last thing I googled: 'state of decay how to defeat black plague heart' and no my current playthrough in that game is not going well, thank you for asking!! 🥰

Current obsessions: Still very much living and breathing Love and Deepspace! I've got some fic ideas I'm SO excited about and I'm really hyped to get to know Caleb, too.

Outside of that I'm in a bit of an ancient Greece phase! Listening to EPIC a lot, playing Hades, thinking of rereading The Iliad because I miss being a classics student tbh 😭

Tagging (no pressure as always-- not sure who's already done this anyway!): @grabby-smitten @kentofic @rose-tinted-kalopsia @midiplier @pomegranatepip @irandial @relentlessconqueror @sylusfluffymeow @mythblossoms

And anyone else who wants to play!

[everythingseasoning]

Alright folks… uhhh

So I just had my first phone call with Caleb. He’s kind of suffocating.

While I yearn for a partner who will both 1. Guide me gently whenever I’m learning something new and 2. Take care of me when I need it (and tbh that’s going to be often…), I do not want somebody who makes me their sole, entire world, and stifles me, doesn’t let me branch out and grow.

I want to be my own person too, you know? And I want them to be their own person. I want us to meet each other with our own lovely interests and capabilities.

Might switch over to being a loyal Zayne girlie. Who knows!

And even with all this being said, I adore Caleb. Pretending I’m the mc, I’ve known him for so long. And I love him very much. He’s my guy. The one I could always turn to. I’ll never not love him. Even if he’s toxic. Even if he’s unhealthy and obsessive, and controlling. I still care so much about him. When you know somebody so well and so closely, you just… care. Even if they can be a turn off.

[prettyboykatsuki]

even tho you dk him yet,, caleb 🙂‍↕️

here we go pre-emptive sex taste typology with mr siscon yan cyborg

also no direct incest but just assume its implied w him which is why i tag w psuedocest

disclaimer for all that with the exception of zayne i really only barely know these men. at least im only semi-confident (read: barely) in writing for them. that is part of the fun.

of them, i know the least about caleb aside from what ive absorbed via osmosis. and sylus

my opinion of this guys sexual preferences is very mixed fyi. i havent met him and have not spoiled the story for myself yet so . you know.

none of this is meant to be accurate DSJFHJKSD !!!!!!

to me he feels like a service top. if he were like normaler i would categorize him a very giving lover in general but he's got soooo many issues. still, i dont think this part of him really goes away KJDSHKJD. i just don't think he is kind about being one later on if u will ?

you're usually the one getting pleasured and doing the receiving but it's not out magnanimity but more like he is trying to prove a point to you by manipulating your body. id substantiate a guess that his desire from control comes form other fear of not wanting to lose u like most of the other men in the game lol

for kinks.........maybe sensory deprivation like blindfolding and corporal punishment but not so much it borders into complete sadism. a fan of spanking. also i do not go here so this is said rather unbiased but i think that man has a somewhat subconscious breeding kink perhaps.

though its less in how i think like. another character would have it and more in the effort to corrupt the idea of family you have between you. something something him cumming in you while you refer to him as gege etc. but he also just seems like he'd want to go bareback at all times even in a vanilla like... actual older brother context. again i do not rlly having a breeding kink. game just recognizes game.

he's in general obsessed with marking you in some manner or fashion for exactly the reason you think but i think just manifests w breeding yk.

hm. probably also likes being fully clothed while your naked. vulnerability, control, complete access etc.

i think he gets off on embarrassing you and probably has since you were a lot younger but it becomes very ugly later on lol. once again if he were normaler i think it'd just be him like...making you beg for it in bed but its much weirder now. enjoys putting his thumb in your mouth for a weird reason as well

likes inspection maybe. thats really just me guessing though. based on vibes.

i think for now this is all i have got. i dont know this man so until i learn his character motivations this as much as i can cook for you guys. if u can without spoiling tell me my accuracy rate that would v funny

[hotdsworld]

CALEB IS WHAT I THOUGHT HIM TO BE (don't open if you haven't seen all chapters)

His story just was released but already seeing the "final" (last chapter) I can only confirm that 90% he harbored feelings for MC since they were younger but MC always viewed him as a friend, someone she's close to but not quite romantically. Perhaps even as a brother. And he didn't want to ruin that, he couldn't and didn't want to show the depth of his feelings. Maybe he was afraid to ruin the facade of the nice guy (like he said, what if he was always like this?), maybe he didn't want to be rejected and ruin the friendship. He convinced himself that being close platonically would be enough, but now it's not. ("I've always held myself back and endured. Day, after day, after day. It was suffocating") friendzone had him bad 😭😭

He's a nice guy, he really is. But his love for MC borders on obsession, makes him lose control. We have someone to challenge Xavier's jealousy 😭 because I do think he would be ready to kill.

He can't keep it in, not anymore. He struggles. Caleb doesn't want to hurt MC but at the same time his overprotectiveness like it's been said shows more obsession, it's unhealthy.

Caleb needs her touch, taking her hand all the time (even when she's asleep, possibly he drugged her so she won't leave since she was supposed to pretend to sleep), pressing kisses to it, leaning into her touch when she reaches out to his cheek. Safe to say he CRAVES it.

Caleb wants to keep MC safe, better if it's away from the awful world and people. He would literally build a house for her if he needed to, a whole maze (like he said). I think he's clearly the type "I would burn the whole world down to keep you safe/for you".

Of course, we are yet to see if my thoughts are somewhat correct. But again from what we've already seen it does look like it.

I'm not saying it's 100% like that, it just makes sense given the materials. The factor of Caleb being controlled is still "in the game".

[random-blurbs]

𓆪Jealousy𓆩

caleb x mc

obsessive lowkey

“God you suck.” Playfully pushing your coworker you guys walked closer to your apartment.

“Do I really? I helped you carry all this from the office!” He chuckled fixing the boxes in his hands as he was obviously struggling. “Jeez and here I thought you worked out.” You rolled your eyes as you got up to the steps to your apartment. He was close behind you finally catching his breath as he set down the boxes on the floor. Looking for your fob for the apartment you didn’t realize how antsy your coworker looked. “Hey y/n?” Grabbing your keys you finally looked up noting his sweaty figure.

Tilting your head in confusion you were worried that maybe it was too much for him to handle those boxes. In a way you were used to Caleb being able to carry anything you wanted without breaking a sweat. “Yeah what’s up.”

“I just wanted to know if later today you want to grab a-.”

“What’s going on?” Feeling like your body got nudged lower as an arm rested on the top of your head haphazardly. Knowing who is way too comfortable treating you like this in-front of your coworkers you sighed. Looking up at him his playful smirk was all you can see. “Jeez can’t you say hi like a normal person.” With minor annoyance you spare an apologetic glance at your coworker. “I’m sorry about him what were you saying?” Your coworker was watching the interaction unsure if he should actually continue. But with one look up at the looming man beside you he saw all adoration in his eyes leave when they made eye contact. His smile never left but his eyes had no emotion for him, making him feel uncomfortable.

“Y’know what. I’ll tell you tomorrow. Be safe y/n.” Confused you waved him goodbye as he kept it way too short. Looking up at Caleb he was looking down at you with that playful smile that you want to wipe off. “Really! You totally made him uncomfortable!” Shrugging his shoulders he reached out for the boxes your coworker left at the front. “I don’t understand why you didn’t tell me?” Mumbling something under your breath Caleb watched your figure as you opened the door to your apartment motioning him to follow.

You knew he hated whenever you didn’t ask him for help.

“I can carry those too.” He confidently he said as you chuckled opening your apartment door. “Whatever you always want to show off.” You finally dropped the boxes in your living room as Caleb followed suit closing the door behind him. “What? You think you’re stronger pipsqueak?” He already knew not to be shocked by your obviously wrong statement. He’s used to your delusion and want of always being right. I mean…that’s the thing he finds so endearing about you.

He wonders how long you can keep that up for.

“Ew why are you staring at me like that.” You finally said as you took in his expression letting a shiver go down your spine as you grabbed your box cutter starting on the boxes. “Can I not stare at you?” Already giving him a look he chuckled as he sat next to you seeing what you took out. He leaned his head on your shoulder, his hair tickling your neck. “You still have this?” Swiping it out of your hand before you can react he was flipping through the pages. “Caleb! Stop give it back!” Thankfully he was still sitting down as you straddled his hips reaching out for the book he now has over his head. “I’m going to drop us I swear!” You threatened trying to put all your weight into him as he stayed unmoving. “You don’t want me to see all love letters you wrote me or something?” He teased as moved the diary away from you even further.

“You wish I was talking about you.” You spat out as you shoved him over now being on his waist as your hand gripped the book. “Ohh c’mon you’re gonna make me rip it.”

He was looking at your struggling expression as you tried tugging it back. The determination in your eyes as your lips were pursed focused simply on that book. It excited him as every moment made him want to tease you more and more. He didn’t want you falling as one of his hands were on your waist the warmth of it exciting him more. You didn’t seem to notice as he finally let you have the book as you smiled happily. Finally getting off of him as you held the book close to you.

“I let you have it.” He nonchalantly said as his confidence never changed. “Why can’t you ever let me have a win in peace.” Before he gets another word in your phone let out a string of pings which was conveniently next to him. “I’m not going to even bother fighting you for my phone can you just tell me what it says.” Tired with the idea of even fighting you went into your room to find a hiding spot for your book, leaving him behind looking at your phone.

He practically knows everything about you considering he read you like a book. Holding the diary closer your cheeks burned in embarrassment imagining what could’ve happened if he had read it. He wasn’t too far off with the love letters idea as you wrote any significant moment that happened between the two of you. Moments that childhood friends shouldn’t share and would lead to something more. Knowing that the feeling is one sided is already killing you. If he confirmed it you wouldn’t know what to do with yourself. Can you even go back to normal?

Unfortunately you already know the answer to that.

Yelping as you heard the loud noise come from your bedroom doorframe you looked over to see Caleb with a smile. You wouldn’t have thought anything was wrong until you see your phone in his hand. Holding it with a crushing grip as his smile seemed less kind. His expression reminding you of when he had caught you in a middle of a confession in middle high school. “What happened?” You cautiously asked putting the diary behind you at your nightstand. He chuckles as his eyes followed every movement of yours. “Is that who you’re talking about in your diary?” He asked almost in a desperate manner. It confused you never seeing Caleb like this.

“What are you talking about? Did you see something on my phone?” He shook his head in disbelief as he realized maybe playing the long-term wasn’t the brightest idea. He never had bright ideas.

“Are you really into guys like him? Were you just teasing me just for the fun of it.” He was reminded of the many drunken nights you two shared as you guys teetered the edge of more but always staying true to your guy’s relationship.

Childhood friends.

Nothing more. He hates the confused look on your face as you tried sputtering out a response. He hates that he's feeling these things. Hates the lengths he might go to if it means having you. "Are you talking about Victor? What did he say?" Your curiosity in his vision was morphed into excitement.

He felt like he was going to die. Every idea of you is swirling through his mind defiling the innocent relationship you guys had. A one-sided innocence as your image was always plaguing his mind, morning, noon, and night.

"Are you that excited about him asking you out?" He said with a strained smile as he tried seeing a positive around here. "W-what?" Your eyes widened in disbelief as you realized what your co-worker was trying to ask you earlier. Blushing in embarrassment you couldn't believe he thought there could be something. How can I see him at work now?

"Should I keep you here?" He asked innocently as he realized what he might need to do. "Everywhere you go somehow someone follows."

"Not everywhere....."

It’s like you want him to react. He took a step forward and by instinct you took one back. Each other’s eyes stuck on one another. Not letting a movement slip past.

“We’re going to need a restart here.” Motioning to your phone, before you can react he had thrown behind him with no care as you hear it land with a thud.

“What the hell!” He was tired of your antics. Tired of the games you loved playing. “You know damn well I’ll buy you a new one.” Closing the gap between the two of you, your breathing quickened. Looking away as you feel his warmth right infront of you. Stalking you.

He looked angry but the gentle lift of his finger to your chin made you realize he wasn’t mad at you. Making you look at him he caressed your cheek as he scanned your face.

“Did you really think I would go out with a guy like that?” He let out a quick laugh as he carefully pushed you onto your bed letting yourself sink into it. “I don’t know y/n you’ve been doing this I wouldn’t approve of.” He said with half lidded eyes as you see his expression change back into distaste.

“You are always so sweet. Even to those who don’t deserve it.” Being careful to not put his body weight on you he caressed your face his other hand lingering by your waist. “I wasn’t kidding earlier.”

About to ask him what he meant you let out a small whimper as you felt his soft lips graze your neck out of nowhere. Your body at high alert wanting to feel everything. “I should just keep you here. And never let you go. I can do everything for you y’know.” He finally pressed solid kisses on your neck as you wrapped your hands around his neck pulling him in. Accepting him.

“Too bad for you I have a life outside of this.” You quietly said making him lift up his head staring directly at you. “We can make a life for you here.”

You didn’t have time to think about how it no longer sounded like a joke as he finally did what you always wanted. Pressing his lips against yours it was desperate, needy, something you both longed for. Pulling him in closer you wanted to melt into him as you hear him moan feeling up your body.

Everything about him was yours.

And everything of yours was his.

He tugged your head back making you let out a whine in pain giving him access to your neck once again. He knew how sensitive you were there and he wanted you to enjoy every second of it. Littering kisses down to your chest as he heard your breathing quicken. “Don’t you get it y/n?”

Your mind was hazy as you felt his fingers go past your skirt and underwear. And without so much as warning shoved his finger in your pussy making you moan. Grabbing his shoulders tighter he quickly inserted another not giving you time to adjust relishing in your blissed expression.

Excited that he was the one pulling this look out of you. And he wants to be the only one that does so.

He’s heard these moans before but knowing he’s the one causing them he can’t help but go faster making you moan louder. Your body was craving anything from him as you pushed yourself deeper into his fingers making him grin. “I can always do this for you. Anything of me available to you at any time.” He reasoned but you were beyond reason as you wanted more. You wanted him desperately and he saw it clear in your eyes.

Pulling you into one more deep kiss as you let his tongue have his way and his fingers play with you. He knew this was the way he can keep you here. And he wasn’t planning to let you go.

[sepublic]

And can I also add what a relief it was that when they did the finale, the writers didn’t go the easy route and reframe Luz’s story as just an extension/resolution of the Wittebanes’? They specified it was her story, that Luz had her own wholly independent narrative and life starting with her parents that sometimes intersected with those white guys’, but in the end they were here to serve Luz’s narrative, not the other way around!

And having her meet the Titan instead of a Caleb flashback makes so much more sense because that’s her fellow MC’s father, that’s the setting, that’s a character Luz has been learning from since S1! And by emphasizing the Titan as existing well before the Wittebanes, and the conflict with the intergalactic Archivists, it just reiterates that there’s so much more to this world and story than those white guys.

This is relevant when one of them believes it’s all about him, only for Luz to say with silence she’s not here for him, wants nothing to do with him! Especially when you remember how the first special of S3 had two students talk to Luz and dismiss the constant focus on crusty white guys and suggest a focus on women instead. How nice is it to say that while those white dudes factor on some level into her story, that Luz can be fully appreciated and complete without them!

Like sorry Hunter didn’t really play a role in this finale but this isn’t about him, and given the fandom’s obnoxious obsession with those Wittebanes (this includes Hunter, he’s still related too), it’s refreshing to say the least. Because Wittebane fans like to treat Luz as just another Evelyn, a female character meant to show their white boy the way; They push for Lunter so they can talk about parallels to those white colonizers while ignoring and devaluing Willow over that cardboard cutout. Luz and Hunter intersect but in the end they’re not that important to each other, Luz’s arc works without Hunter!!!

And I’m grateful S3 was about Luz’s relationship with her actual parents and friends who she knows and cares about, not these dead white people. She’s not just here to discuss Caleb or Evelyn’s baggage, Luz doesn’t need to be Evelyn when Edalyn is there and takes over during that white guy’s death scene! Like it’s just SO good that Luz can maintain this independence and distance and even choose it on an in-universe level.

[burr-ell]

"the tendency of this fandom to only engage with what THEY want these characters to be#as opposed to what their creators are trying to do and the stories they want to tell" slap this on a bumper sticker, you just summed all cr discourse (about PCs at least) in 2 sentences

It truly is maddening (and it's not by any means exclusive to the CR fandom). The reason why the discourse always goes the way it does is that at the end of the day, the loud fanwanky people only see what they would do, if they were self-inserted into the story, as a valid choice; and they are, more broadly, fundamentally disinterested in what others think or feel. There are several examples of this, and the variety of spaces within the fandom that produce these ideas is an indicator that this isn't endemic to one specific group of people.

-Keyleth is an important character whose feelings and choices are validated by the other PCs and cast even if they still disagree with them, in spite of how she and her preachiness get in the way of the Murderhobo Jubilee? It's not because the cast are all friends and they genuinely believe Keyleth is valid and are interested in how these discussions and choices can guide the story. It's because Marisha is the DM's girlfriend, and also here's my totally unbiased theory that my pet favorite players Sam and Travis secretly hate Marisha and Keyleth.

-Vax's presence is still felt and nodded to in the post-canon VM oneshots? It's not because he was an important character who mattered. It's because Liam wants to make everyone talk about his tragedy because he has Main Character Syndrome. Scanlan Wishes for Vax to appear at the wedding? It's not because he cares about Vex or because Sam and Liam wanted a sweet tribute to Vex and Vax's relationship and by extension Liam and Laura's friendship. It's because Liam thinks Vex's life should always revolve around Vax, and Sam wants to enable him and jerk himself off as the one who facilitated it.

-Beauyasha and Fjorester become canon? It's not because the players wanted it and it happened naturally. It's because there was a secret behind-the-scenes push to "force" those ships to become canon instead, and like, Dani Carr is some sort of shipping puppetmaster who made the players do it, and "they" (whomever "they" is) decided to sink Beaujester or Widojest because it was "obviously" going to become canon before the pandemic hiatus gave them time to "make the corporate-approved ships happen".

-Beau and Caleb try to reform the Empire and dismantle the Cerberus Assembly from within? It's not because it makes sense for their stories or that people who would take this position regarding a corrupt government might have a valid perspective that differs from your own. It's because the people at Critical Role Productions LLC are all spineless neoliberal cowards who won't commit to real activism. The best activism, after all, is violent, and violent revolutions have always resulted in stable aftermaths, and the real world has never demonstrated that this mindset is foolish.

-Relatedly: Caleb doesn't kill Trent personally? It's not because the most poetic justice would be to deny Trent the thing he wants most from Caleb. It's because "Limo Brain" is too obsessed with tragedy to have the stones to do "what needs to be done".

-Asmodeus, DnD Satan, turns out to also be CR Satan? It's not because it fits with the cosmology and the lore; it's because Matt Mercer is too attached to the "establishment", and the Prime Deities should have actually turned out to be the bad guys because of my personal baggage about Western religion and Christianity they're a little mean to my blorbo sometimes.

There's a pattern here: fans had expectations that they'd built up for themselves after projecting and building up fanon and deciding what players meant before they explained themselves fully, and when the players strayed from that, they were derided for all manner of reasons. I think we're seeing that same pattern play out in C3 as the story progresses in a way that fans dislike, and in fact we have seen fanwank spread whenever someone does anything that interferes with personally catering to a) the favored ship and/or b) the favored philosophy. (Orym, Ashton, FCG, Percy, Pelor...all valid when they affirm the Fandom Opinions and all disdained when they don't.)

Don't get me wrong, I think there's a place for comfort stories that deliver a personal catharsis. And I'm not going to dismissively say "well if you want it so bad make your own" because, as an artist, I am very familiar with the fact that creating is hard and draining and sometimes you just need to consume instead. But when you become so wrapped up in yourself and your feelings to the point where your perspective is the only valid one, someone else's feels like a betrayal when it isn't. It's always "They aren't doing what we wanted and here's why they're terrible people because of it" and never "Hmm, why is this what the cast wants? Let's examine that."

This isn't a new phenomenon, but I think it ultimately stems from not assuming that other people can differ from you in major ways in good faith. There are a lot of reasons for that (some more understandable than others), but I think you rob yourself of the potential to enjoy something new when all you do is demand what you already want. No matter what you're doing or where you are in life, you tend to become a better and wiser person when you open your mind to what other people have to say, no matter how mundane the subject matter. Sometimes the stories people have to tell are challenging—and the only healthy way to deal with that is to engage with them on their own terms.

[literallygeeway]

intro post!!

name: just call me caleb

age: dont wanna disclose but i am a minor so please dont be weird!!

pronouns: he/they idk

gender: kind of just unlabeled rn it hurts my head too much to think about

sexuality: also unlabeled. i kind of just like anyone in any way it doesnt really matter idk (but i have a beautiful beautiful gf :3)

favourite artist: my chemical romance!!!

other favourite artists: bikini kill, mommy long legs, mitski, bratmobile, cat valley, hell baby, dazey and the scouts, wet leg, skinny girl diet, the muslims, voodoo church, crass, chumbawamba, panic! at the disco (specifically afycso)

other artists i just generally like (yes i love music): le tigre, the julie ruin, pierce the veil, x-ray spex, pleasure venom, olivia jean, necromancy, catholic spit, picture me broken

hobbies: music (i can play bass, guitar, drums and piano), writing, photography, filmmaking, cinematography, drawing, making bracelets

some other stuff i like also includes: heathers the musical (off broadway) (its the only musical i really like), studio ghibli, the sims 4, omori, undertale, deltarune, stardew valley, ddlc, mouthwashing, sally face, doctor who, the umbrella academy, arcane, the owl house, bojack horseman, adventure time, good omens and scott pilgrim (the tv show, movie, game and graphic novel :3)

more stuff under the cut - dni, fun facts and some more stuff :3

fun facts!!!

my favourite colour is dark red

my favourite food is sushi/poke bowl

im learning japanese and french

my favourite movies are parasite, everything everywhere all at once and isle of dogs!! my favourite tv shows are i am not okay with this and the end of the f***ing world

i love wes anderson movies!!

i had two fish called flamey and sir bubbles the fishington when i was younger but they both died so i flushed them down the toilet

i collect bottles and cans (mainly ramune bottles and like three cool cans but still), funko pops (i have two gerard way funko pops - the black parade with the facepaint and revenge red tie) and vinyls (mcr, mitski, bikini kill, the muslims, wet leg, bratmobile and afycso + some 7 inches)

dni!!!

basic dni like homophobic, transphobic, ableist, racist, pro-isreal, islamophobic, etc

mcr haters!! /hj

shipping irl people unless its a joke

transmeds and terfs

people who think trans men cant present femininely and trans women cant present masculinely (im a trans-ish guy who wears skirts sometimes so suck my toe)

people who unironically think gerard way is a trans woman... guys he's said they use he/they pronouns and if he was a trans woman he would probably say something!!

please interact!!

mcr fans

riot grrrl fans (not problematic)

alternative people!!! (emo, punk, goth, scene, decora, etc)

just cool people in general :3

other stuff:

no need to use tonetags with me, dont worry about it

i use !!! and :3 and stuff like that a lot, and i also swear more than the average human should

im alternative but dont have a specific label as i dress in a mix of ways and listen to many different genres of music :3

on here i'm mainly gonna post about mcr, so if you dont like them you probably wont like most of the stuff i post :<

i will probably edit this as i think of more stuff to add and as my interests change but yeah <3

pinterest: literallygeeway

instagram: killj0ysneverd1e (i only use it to look at mikey way and frank iero's stories)

fav user: @dorymustdie (go follow her rn she is awesome!!)

I DID NOT MAKE THE PNG THAT APPEARED EARLIER!!

current song obsessions:

okay thats all, have a great day, bye bye :3!!!!

[cheesecakeluvrs]

Caleb yandere controversy

I’ve been playing Love and Deepspace since release and I also have read many yandere stories in my time (basically every one that isn’t smut so about… 1%) so I do consider myself reliable to talk about this. Despite me loving yandere stories when I saw those little hints in the trailer I did not want that in LADS. I like them for their views on psychology and commentaries on the effects that both codependency and obsession can have on a person. I did not want to date a yandere! I am way over the romanticization of victims in media.

However I actually did not mind Caleb that much… Let me get one thing straight as well, Caleb is a yandere, he did in fact drug you to get you to stay, and he does show many examples of obsession and possessiveness. People are trying to deny it and you know, it’s fiction, if you want a boyfriend who’s going to act real and not have something quirky about him then just like date a real guy. Now I am not trying to defend Caleb’s actions…! However… all of those things I stated before are to a more mild extent compared to a lot of other yanderes. Plus, a lot of the stuff we see is stuff we have seen before in the game. Deny it if you’d like but both Rafayel and Sylus have been shown to have stalked us. Now onto the big controversy with the drugs, was it bad, yes, am I going to freak out? No, it was clearly just some other medicine that made you very sleepy because MC was planning to sneak out that night. It is questionable and that’s the point! That’s how a proper yandere should be portrayed in media like this! There is clearly some weird stuff going on in his brain but he never technically does anything horrible… you can’t hate him but you still get this eerie feeling… That’s the point! He’s not supposed to be a green flag, nobody in this game is a complete green flag. He had both good intentions (influenced by his possessiveness over the MC tho) and he doesn’t do anything horribly immoral to achieve that because ‘technically’ yes he did just give you medicine like he said he was going to. There is nothing wrong with disliking this kind of person, especially if they reflect a real experience, but I do also think this game adds a little extra layer of ‘unrealisticness to avoid that. I would also like to talk about the most yandere Caleb moment in the game that is…

I’ve never had a boyfriend before but I don’t know how likely he is to track my period… maybe some do… idk, this is just so crazy to me lol.

My major complaint is just I think that a character that shows more obvious traits like that should be in a game with a higher age rating. This game already blurs the line for me, but really that’s all 12+ apps. Well my major major complaint would be the English translation for their relationship in how they’re treated like siblings??? Like whaaaat??? Why? Huh? I just can’t shake that? It’s definitely less in the new chapters compared to the earlier ones he was in but still. Well what do you guys think of Caleb? Do you guys think he was too much? Maybe you like a little yandere and he was too little but you know if you think I’m just completely wrong then write your own post and then your opinions will exist there.

[empty-vessel-of-a-person]

Anxiety attack!!! Zayne vs. Caleb

Note: Delulu Moments here!!! No need to take it seriously. May contain Spoilers!!!! You are warned!!!!

I'm really glad that Caleb is back!!! But the cost is way higher than what we expect. As a version one player, waiting for Caleb is like hoping for something that is uncertain until they drop hints and The official announcement.

I actually thought (or hope) that it was like a walk in the park. Caleb is back, our closest friend is back, and all will be well again (or at least to some degree. But I forgot that Infold is known for making the male leads suffer and Caleb isn't an exemption.

After finishing the update there are still questions in my mind. And I still can help but feel that Caleb has something to do with Grandma's passing which is why she chose Zayne to take care of MC instead of Caleb.

I know it sounds far fetched, but even MC has her doubts. If you think about it, Grandma and Caleb are both inside the house when the explosion happens. Knowing what we know now, Caleb knew she had the aether core. Which means he knows she will not die, but he still chose to protect her instead of Grandma. With how powerful he is, he can instantly save her too. But he can't (or chose not to).

I honestly think that Zayne knows more than he lets on. Considering the fact that Caleb is dear to MC, he cannot or will not allow her to suffer or be sad more than she already is.

But one of the best things that MC did in the update is to not let Zayne and Caleb face each other. I'm really glad that Zayne was there for MC. I know that the main story timeline of LaDS rarely hints on a deeper relationship between the boys and MC, but in the current story update, they are always in touch, always known about the current situation of one another. Even if its a secret mission, they will inform each other that they will handle something without saying the details, but instantly they knew and understand each other. It was definitely their thing, to understand each other more than any words can say.

And back to the issue!!! I was so stressed the whole time I was reading the story update. I knew that Caleb knew that Zayne was there which is why he shows up late in the funeral. Caleb knows everything in Skyhaven. Although in my mind I want a small scene where Zayne, Caleb, and MC all meet at the same time, I was glad they didn't. I'm so sad to say this but, I know Zayne will probably have a hard time taking down Caleb. Not because he isn't strong but it is against his principle.

Zayne is a doctor, he swore to save lives not to end them. On the contrary, Caleb is a fleet Colonel. He is trained to fight and take down people. It's also not helping that he becomes so obsessive and the way he kills the guy in the first scene? I doubt he will hesitate to attack Zayne if he feels that he is a threat to him and MC.

Gosh, I am shaking... The plot is really good!!!!

P.S.

It's so hard for me to say this, but I think that Caleb drugged MC so she will not go out that night. (Note: this is not confirmed but it's just my theory) She was so out of it that she didn't even hear Zayne's Calls. Poor snowman must be out of his mind in worry....