#lads with him

[indycinders]

Share your desks with me!

Wanted to have some fun and see other people's decorations and what they cherish with each boy ouo

Tagging some peeps to start the chain, you don't have to tag anyone LOL

@papaziggy-devblog @zorethel @lavender-teardroplettes @sylus-little-meow-meow

Mine:

[lovezheart]

the new dress its sooo~ cute

[arcadia-of-pluto]

I'm finally awake and I remembered to post my rooms!! 🥺😭 (also there's no specific tags for the With Him/rooms?? That's so odd :/ I tried to find some, but they didn't pull up)

Low key, high key, I need more lads friends (or friends in general 🤔) Anyone have any ideas on how to do that or does anyone wanna pity offer a friendship? /hj (half-joking)

I spent so much time on them and some shelves are still kinda bare, but I'm holding out for some picture frames or something to drop that I can put on the shelves! I tried to design each room as differently as I could. I really want to get those heart shelves in the chocolate shop, but I don't have enough right now 😞 I'll try to get them soon though 😤

(Also Sylus has no windows bc I view his room as being in the basement of his home plus the N109 Zone doesn't have the pretty scenery that the our window options have, so if I could give him a window that shows dead trees and stuff, I would've!)

Also, I'll be posting Divisa's update today and possibly working on some of my one-shots. ToF is still up in limbo, I'm just giving myself a break with it since so much work is going into it. (With the whole future and past stuff, and trying to figure out what came first is like the chicken or egg question, so I'll get back to it soon.)

[ladsspace]

just my "with him" room's desks as a new player. Rafayel's affinity is +55 and others are somewhere around 28~35. end up not using some of their signature decorations though, like wallpapers or laptops

[prlssprfctn]

Batsiblings convince Jason to get himself a cooking Tiktok account, and he gives in. To his surprise, he quickly gains millions of followers and a loyal auditory. The only problem? Jason has no idea that these people came here not necessary for recipes.

Jason: Geez, my followers had been pissing me off lately.

Dick, confused: Huh? Why?

Jason: They keep commenting ATE. Like, dude? Fucking where? I am not eating in my cooking videos. What is the fucking point?

Tim, choking: Oh my fucking God-

Jason, making an angry text post for his followers: YOU ALL. STOP COMMENTING "RAW". MY MEAT IS NOT RAW. I AM A PROPER COOK. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???

Cassandra: Maybe it is time to tell him...

Tim, Steph, Duke, in unison: NO

Bruce, awkwardly trying to have a conversation with Jason: Hey, lad, how is your cooking blog is going?

Jason: Uh, people keep commenting cryptid messages. Like, the last time I was showing the right way to tenderise meat for chops because apparently it wasn't clear and someone requested the whole video? Anyway, I did it, and the whole comment section was writing me "in bed, on the floor, on the couch, on a chair, against the wall, against the window, against the door"... Like, why would I do that, not in the kitchen?

Bruce, no less clueless: Maybe it some kind of challenge. Kids love trying new stuff in extreme places nowadays.

Jason: Huh. Maybe. Thanks.

Bruce, just proud to have a proper conversation and somehow a help: Anytime, Jaylad!

Damian, who was unblissfully educated on the slang matter by Tim (because it was his responsibility as a big brother to traumatise him), with his eye twitching: ...None of these words were in Quran

[neigepomme]

taking a shower with caleb, but for once, you're the one pampering him.

he's always the one washing your hair, but when you pout at him and threaten to leave the shower, he relents and sits on the shower bench in front of you. he sighs and tells you once more that "baby, you really don't have to, i'm okay," but you're having none of that. tilting his head up to meet your gaze, you press a kiss to his eyelids, and he tenderly places his hands on your hips — rubbing small comforting circles with his thumbs.

shielding his eyes from the water, you make sure his hair is thoroughly soaked through before squeezing some shampoo in your palms and massaging his scalp with it. caleb shudders a bit at first, your smaller hands much warmer than his. your touch is so soft, and for some reason, his chest feels like it's tightening a bit. when you push his hair back and laugh, whispering that "slicked back hair fits you, handsome," caleb looks at you as if you hung the moon and stars in the sky.

the feeling of your warm skin beneath his hands, your nails soothingly scratching his scalp, and your soft hums — this is love, he thinks. you're gazing at him with so much adoration, and you're treating him as if he was fragile. it's all so overwhelming, and caleb can't help the tears in his eyes. he was always content caring for you, never expecting you to do the same — your presence alone was a blessing enough. when he takes his hands off your hips to wipe his eyes, you grow concerned.

“caleb, are you okay? did shampoo get in your eyes?”

in response, he just laughs and wraps his arms around your waist, resting his head against your chest. listening carefully to your heartbeat, he exhales deeply. your body heat is so grounding, and he can't help letting out a choked sob when he feels you wrap your own arms around him. you care, you care for him so deeply, and caleb never knew he could allow himself to be selfish in this manner.

oh, how lucky you were to have each other.

“just thinking about how much i love you.”

🍎 pomme's notes — his myth damn near made me kill myself i need to love him so bad.. also inspired by that one reddit guy whose girlfriend washed his hair and he cried.. that's calebcore!!

[harblkun]

It was a headache at first. And then the itching—oh the itching! She clawed at her head relentlessly, to no avail. Something other than relief sprouted beneath her fingertips.

But her pain was soothed instead of scorned, her horns met with kindness instead of a knife.

[kylominis]

Omnipotent Perception pt 2? [♡]

[bibbysstuff]

Happy Caleb Myth!!

[abyssyby]

sylus’s heart, too big for his human body, pounding like a war drum every time you call him yours

“hi, my love.” and he has to take a minute— take a quick breath before responding with a soft ‘hello’ or a nonchalant (or as nonchalant as he can manage) quip about having missed him.

“i’m alright, my dear.” and all thought ceases and his fingers freeze over the wound he was tending to. his anger fizzles away like the rain on the pavement when the sun emerges from the clouds. all strength leaves his limbs as he rests his forehead to your uninjured shoulder, where a small but tender kiss is placed, and revels in the sound of your breathing.

“my heart, please.” and he’s gone. anything you ask for, anything you want is as good as yours if he has anything to do about it. his money, his home, his touch, his time— all yours, yours, yours.

“my sylus.” and he is at rest. the world is quiet, there is only you, your warmth, your voice. when the memory of his name returns to you, and he sees in your eyes that recognition—and love, despite who he was, who he is and who he will ever be in your bonded lifetimes, he gives up his entire being to you.

he is yours, and how he wishes your greed for proclaiming it would grow tenfold, until even the mere thought of him belongs to no one else.

[lovezheart]

some poses i tried to do~

Rafayel is my favorite (and only) character, it's fun to see his expressions~ but the oc also manages to have a vibrant look ♡

I'm still learning how to make different templates

Note: I edited it in Lightroom to post it ♡

[musexbunny]

just been thinking about how caleb loves the facts that you can’t cum without his help. i mean he’s so obsessed with you, he’s made sure he’s carved the shape of his dick into your poor pussy. fucked you so well with his fingers that it’s impossible for you to ever get off without him.

no matter how much you pinch your little clit and push your finger deep in yourself, it’s just not enough! leaves you crying with frustration because when you try, it just never feels as good as when he’s stuffing you full with his thick fingers. curling them up to prod that soft, squishy spot that makes you see stars.

it’s so unfair!! he’s trained you so well. you have no choice but to facetime him. prop your phone up against your pillow and show him your drooling pussy while crying.

He’s off in deepspace, shaking his head and looking at you sympathetically through the phone.

“poor baby~” he cooes.

he’s so fake. he’s trying to comfort you, reminding you of the last time he was in your apartment. how well he’d fucked you. describing in detail the way your body curled in on itself, how your eyes rolled back when he was grinding his throbbing dick into you.

its not helping at all! only makes you sob more. you’re begging him to come home soon so he can fuck you properly. and he promises he will. his heart hearts seeing you so sad but secretly, he loves it! can’t get enough of your begging.

it truly inflates his ego knowing he’s the only one that can get you off.

[abbzloves]

Hear me out.

The more we learn about Sylus, the more I think he is still a dragon.

The rumours when MC first comes to the N109 zone saying that he had wings and big teeth? Dragon. Rumours he was celebrating his 90th birthday? Dragon. The way he hordes things and his greed? Dragon. The birthday event saying that he shows his affection and love like a predator and animal? Dragon. He still remembers their past? Dragon. His facial features being sharp, and his inner eye corners? Dragon.

EVEN HIS DAMN VOICE SOUNDS LIKE A GROWL!

Sylus was very clearly abandoned by his family. Too human, but also, not human enough. Never fitting in. Never good enough.

Sylus, however, is loving. He was never provided with enough love or support, so, knowing Sylus, he decided to do the opposite. He learned how much he was hurt in his “past life” and how MC was hurt as well and decided to turn around and show unconditional love. His attachment style is so secure, he’s confident and reliable, he supports the autonomy of those around him that he cares about and never allows them to feel not good enough. He never allows them to feel like they don’t belong.

He never forces himself into her life, after he learns that she truly does not remember him. That she was disgusted by him. He gives her time and space. He allows her to come to him. Though I’m sure his greed makes him want to take all of her time and attention and affection, he resists it. He is even willing to leave her life if she wishes.

Even when she was trying to find the aether core, Sylus knew about her. But he let her come to him first. He let her make that decision. He left breadcrumbs to lead her, Elysium being the prime example. It was her decision. Her choice.

She’s also the one that always initiates the physical affection first. He always allows her to kiss him first, he doesn’t want to make her feel pressure.

If I were to place a bet, he would have built Onychinus as a place where he and mc could belong. Where all of the misfits of the world could feel safe.

He is such a kind person. He is such a green flag. I love him your honour!

Edit: there is more. The Lost Oasis card clearly hinted at him still being a dragon! Especially when MC was doodling him as a wanderer and he added horns and a tail-

[itscyarue]

as she should 😤😤😤

[m1nsur0]

A most precious treasure

[yizhouism]

i feel like caleb would pray long and hard for your first child to be a girl—an except replica of you

jokes on him though! because not only is his first child a son, but his son also came out looking exactly like him: dark hair, purple eyes, the slant of his nose. it was like looking at mirror image of himself, except... oh... he had your smile. needless to say, caleb was smitten with his son. he still wanted a girl though!

the second time around, you and caleb were still not blessed with a daughter. and although your second son was all you in appearance, he was all caleb in personality, which of course meant that your second son was a mama's boy through and through!

he wanted to be everywhere you were at all times. your second son clung to you like a koala, crying every time caleb came near because that meant that your attention wouldn't be on him but his father. obviously, caleb wasn't having any of that and so came the long and hard months of setting boundaries with your second child

eventually (and with your eldest playing as mediator) they found some common ground! doesn't mean that they don't butt heads though, but it's all affectionate and part of their love-hate dynamic

your third child was finally the daughter caleb had prayed for. and while she wasn't a mini you, she was the perfect blend of you and caleb—a testament to your love and partnership

as the princess of the family, she was spoiled like spoiled spoiled, more spoiled than you ever were. how could she not when she had two brothers that spoiled her to death AND a father who was an absolute simp for her?

despite all that, her favourite man wasn't any of them, but instead her uncle zayne! when asked why she'd furrow her brows and say that her brothers and father smothered her too much. but late at night she'd whisper in your ear and say that uncle zayne was pretty, really pretty

needless to say the one-sided rivalry between caleb and zayne (and your sons and zayne's son) only intensified 😞