#toxic caleb

[little-glitter-kitten]

I Think The Apple's Rotten Right To The Core Pt 6

Prologue: As your brother, Caleb always took great pride in the fact that he was always the first to notice the little things when it came to you. When you were hurt, when you were sick, when you were lying or keeping a secret. What will Caleb do when he notices just how much his precious little adopted sister has grown? Can he fight the filthy, rotten feelings threatening to ruin all he holds dear?

(Caleb x Reader, no use of 'Y/N, AFAB reader, size difference.)

TW: Pseudo-incest, dub-con, somnophilia, sexting, semi-public sex,  possessive Caleb, Obsessed Caleb, Yandere Caleb.

YOUR POV:

You sit at the dinner table, trying your best to make conversation with your Grandmother while studiously avoiding Caleb's eyes.

You swear you could feel every time his gaze landed on you, the weight of it feeling almost as heavy as a physical touch. Your breath would catch in your throat whenever your eyes locked and you were beginning to grow frustrated.

You were more than frustrated, actually.

After Caleb left your bedrooom and went to help set the table like nothing had even happened, you spent the next five minutes wiping the traces of his cum off of you. You didn't even have enough time to bring yourself to orgasm before Grandma was calling for you to come downstairs and eat.

To say that you were pent up was an understatement.

Caleb was busy telling your Grandma about his old high school friends while you pushed your salad around your plate and tried not to sulk.

"...they split a few years ago and went their seperate ways. Last I heard, she was back in her parents house and unemployed but he met someone else and is now engaged." He told them.

"At least he got his happy ending, though." You said nonchalantly, stabbing a piece of lettuce with more force than was necessary. "Too bad about her."

You felt his eyes snap back to you and you swear you could feel your body grow heavier under Calebs intense scrutiny. You risked a glance up to see him looking at you, rubbing his chin as though pondering something.

"Well, maybe, if she wasn't so intent on playing the victim card, she would realise that good things..." You felt his foot slide up you leg under the table. "...come to those who wait."

Just as suddenly as it appeared, his foot was gone and Caleb had risen from his chair to take his dishes to the sink. Leaving you to sit and stew in your rapidly swirling thoughts.

After dinner, the three of you had retired to the living room. Grandma and Caleb sat at opposite ends of the three-seater while you occupied the wingback chair that sat perpendicular to the couch. It was known as your chair and no one would dare sit in it while you were home.

Relaxing into the seat, you mindlessly scrolled on your phone as Grandma continued her latest knitting project and Caleb lay back on the sofa, watching the TV.

Though the room was filled with a comfortable silence, you were anything but comfortable. You were using your phone as a way to distract yourself from the man sitting right 6 feet away from you, who seemed to be completely unaffected.

Just as you were beginning to feel your nerves settle, your phone vibrated in your hand, a drop-down notification appearing and informing you of a text from Caleb.

You steal a glance at him, his eyes focused on the TV but his phone sat in front of him, face down on the couch. Looking back down at your phone, you begin to read.

Caleb: 'Is my sweet, little pipsqueak sulking the corner?  ( •̯́ ^ •̯̀)'

You ignore him and continue scrolling but it wasn't long before you see another text appear.

Caleb: 'I can see you've read my message. Giving me the silent treatment, pipsqueak?'

You knew it was incredibly immature of you but you knew how much he hated being ignored. Looking up at him, you find his gaze already on you. With a bored expression on your face, you lock your phone screen and place it on the chair in front of you before turning your attention to the television.

Very quickly, you felt your phone buzz once...then twice....then three times.

Looking over, you see him typing furiously, his brow furrowed in a mix on concentration and...anger?

Feeling like you may have pushed him to far, you pick up your phone and read the messages.

Caleb: 'Is this because we didn't get time for you to have your fun?'

Caleb: 'Because, it sounds like you had plenty of fun last night... I heard you taking care of yourself after I left the room. How many times did you come? I counted at least 6. Well...from what I could hear from your bedroom door, anyway.'

Caleb: 'You always were a brat when you didn't get your way.'

You couldn't help the audible scoff that escaped your mouth. The nickname 'brat' was always his go to when he was upset with you.

Beginning to feel pins and needles, you uncrossed your legs to give them a stretch before crossing them again. Risking a glance at Caleb, you blanched. The tips of his ears were bright red, the creases between his eyebrows becoming more pronounced and the veins in his neck standing out.

Is he really that angry from a bit of silent treatment?

Caleb: 'Did you seriously just flash me after ignoring me, pipsqueak?'

As much as you wanted to reply and deny it, you were too stubborn to concede defeat and stop the silent treatment. You sat, watching Caleb's typing bubble appear, holding your breath.

Caleb: 'You little cocktease! If you know what's good for you, you will lock your door tonight and pray to God I don't get in.'

[prettykittyanon]

I haven't seen anyone else say it, so I will.

I need a forced breeding program with the boy's new banner. ABO or not, I don't care, but I need little reader to be thrown into the cage with the big bad man.

[grabby-smitten]

*bangs fist on the table and points to the snake man* HE SAID IT. NOT ME

[yes-no-maybe-soo]

So if this isn't a dream or an AU it's pretty safe to assume that the LIs have been altered in some way. Something is clearly off, and not just with their actions but their appearance and manner (for example the dilated pupils, Sylus showing off his tongue I felt so uncomfortable during that part help this isn't you babe,). As spelled out by the dwindling sanity meter they've lost their marbles and the fucking plot, so to speak. And with this, they've also lost control and pose as real threats to MC.

So... can you imagine how devastated they'll be when they are snapped out of their insanity and are hit by the realization that they tried to do harm to their beloved? Their soulmate? The one person in the world that they treasure above all else? The same girl that they'd all burn the whole world down for if it meant her survival?

They've dedicated their lives to protecting her. They've used their own bodies to shield her from danger.

It'll be soul crushing to realize that this time they were the danger.

[itsohh]

Caleb route mc fighting for her life and having to deal with all of her boyfriend's secrets and toxic behaviour:

meanwhile Sylus route mc having the time of her life enjoying the glint upgrade and decorating her study:

[glossolali]

okay so I DO very much love the new official essek art, but since matt hasn't told us a definitive height, and liam and the fandom think he is Very Short, I am proposing official essek art but make him 5'3"

he's at forehead kissing height!!! i even think their proportions are perfect... broad shouldered lanky caleb and petite essek 😌💕💖💜

[fra4tas]

WIP!

I want to hold you close

Soft breasts, beating heart

As I whisper in your ear

I want to fucking tear you apart

[group-dynamic]

Abbott Season 4 Episodes 7 & 8 Analysis Because I'm Losing It

These past two episodes were masterpieces, and I could talk about them all day, because I was deeply affected by them, but I'll pick one thing:

I love how these past two episodes skewered toxic amatonormativity and promoted the benefits of non-traditional, non-restrictive families and holidays.

Like, yes, there's a hilarious sitcom premise, but Barb making a mission of inclusion by reworking their holiday pageant to be a winter pageant so her student who is Muslim won't be excluded or Janine and Gregory making space for Ava with them, while the show allows Ava to deliberately choose who is family to her. Jacob and his brother becoming family again outside their parents. Melissa choosing not to invite the firefighter to dinner because she is valuable as an individual, unattached woman whether her family sees it or not.

But what I think really drove this home for me was the scene in the kitchen and the parallel set up between Jacob and Melissa. They are two roommates from different generations who have both failed to fulfill the heteronormative, amatonormative ideals their families wanted from them: Jacob--presumably--due to his queerness and Melissa through her divorce. (Though this reading is also very friendly to queer!Melissa interpretations, too.)

The moment this struck me the most is Melissa in that kitchen upset and stressed and occasionally teary while holding it together (because that's who she is and that's how she does this) trying to convince Jacob that they need to keep the uncle dying a secret because she's been working so hard to pull off this dinner for weeks and she needs to impress her family who do nothing but insult and diminish her and her individual value.

Like, keeping up appearances is genuinely more important in that moment than the death of a family member. Even if he is a bigoted prick, Melissa knows they'll be mad she "ruined their holiday" more than the familial death itself, suggesting that the very idea of the family is a sham. A performance.

And Jacob remains obstinate because this is a really Big Deal and stressful and he always dislikes the holidays anyway so he can't understand why they won't just call 911 and get the big deal over with, because that guy is dead on his bed. But then Melissa says, "They're going to blame me" and Jacob is aghast, "What, how?" because of course that's incomprehensible, why would Melissa ever think someone would do something that mean and illogical? Especially to a great person like her? And she answers, "You've seen my family. They'll find a way." And then we hear the insults and petty you're not good enough commentary from the other room. And slowly it sinks in.

Because Caleb, Jacob's younger brother, who last episode revealed he completely understood how toxic their family was for Jacob and how proud he is that he made it out-- this goofy, himbo-esque tiktok personal trainer just stares at his brother, until finally Jacob gets it and looks over. Because they've lived this. And, of course, Jacob couldn't see it in the same way, because to some extent, Jacob's desperation to be liked and accepted has always suggested that he maybe still believes that he deserved to be the least favorite. (He couldn't even imagine his brother looking up to him, or having anything nice to say about him , or wanting to see him just because he values him. His "I lift people's spirits!" is a performance we've seen him carry out for four seasons. (Worthy of note is that Caleb's job is also a performance. He's a personal trainer, but not one with any actual training. He couldn't find a pulse. He just acts as a trainer on tiktok.)

Now, of course, the plot has to roll on, so Jacob continues to secretly object, but he takes part in Melissa's performance, now, despite his objections, because while he doesn't agree with the charade, he gets why she's doing it. (And maybe, in some way, seeing how a great and likable person like Melissa can be targeted and bullied by her family, is some proof that he might not actually be a bad and unlikable person after all. Maybe he's not the problem.)

And then when Barbara shows up to that kitchen and the first words out of her mouth are "How can I help?" Like I'm sobbing!! Her IMMEDIATE concern is Melissa. First and genuinely, and that's even before she hears her uncle "died" and then Barb is instantly ready to support her with whatever she needs and her first instinct is to hug her and when Melissa says she needs something else (the bread) she goes and does what Melissa says she needs because THAT IS FAMILY!! aahhh.

Anyway: while there's defeat in Melissa's face when her firefighter shows up and her family behaves exactly as expected (Ooooh, you're good because a man has made you good. It all makes sense.) It's tempered by Barb and her husband coming up and reassuring and complimenting her, acting CLEARLY as better family to her than blood or her current fling.

I don't know if I have a conclusion to this. I just want to shout out that the show also says that you don't NEED to go full speed into found family, either, to combat the loneliness caused by the nuclear family model. Sometimes you can also go on the party bus or to the strip club and that's valid, too, haha.

[qinchez]

i’ve said this once and i’ll say it again but fiction DOES affect reality and vice versa. fictional games and content you consume will always have an affect on you and it’s incredibly valid. you’re valid for expressing your concern regarding a trope and no one should invalidate your feelings with the fucked up excuses that consist of flipping the narrative and victim blaming.

the arguments of “but x and y did worse” “this is clearly your first otome game” “yes but i love red flags” “if you’re this affected by a game you’re too sensitive” will ALWAYS piss me off. women, especially regarding a game that has a primarily female centered audience and its fandom that should be a safe space for them, are allowed to express their discomfort over a trope / character that focuses on traumatic real life experiences women go through in their day to day life. this is not about liking said trope or blaming its enjoyers, but the lack of sympathy that has been circulating. everyone needs to keep in mind that not everyone can handle the same things and not everyone has gone through similar things so you’re in no place to judge or dictate how others should feel regarding anything really. no one’s trauma should be belittled and invalidated and especially not over a bunch of pixelated men. i beg everyone to have an ounce of sympathy for real people the same way you have for these characters and to stop losing morals over a pixelated man.

[voidcat]

Flushed and all red from nose to tip of the ears and getting flustered from having his temperature checked the traditional way oh I’m not doing well

[cyzuutan2nd]

Caleb: *talking about trapping butterflies (aka. us)*

Me: … *insert Lucien flashbacks*

[berechansideblog]

Why is the Toxic man adorable?

[wetsocksinbed]

I’m so angry at the Love and Deepspace fandom right now.

The amount of people who have been shamed/made fun of for saying that they find Caleb’s character triggers their ptsd/trauma is disgusting. Just because someone doesn’t like a character that you do, doesn’t mean that you have the right to attack them.

Caleb is a yandere character, and some people find that uncomfortable. They are allowed to find it uncomfortable. I have yet to see anyone attack people who like Caleb, and yet I’ve seen dozens of people being attacked for simply saying that they won’t be progressing a Caleb romance.

The amount of gatekeeping and hatred that has cropped up in the past 48 hours is nasty and if you’ve been a part of it you should be ashamed of yourself.

Don’t get me wrong, I personally like Caleb, however I am still horrified by how the fandom can so easily turn on each other the moment their fav isn’t someone else’s fav. It’s the Sylus stuff all over again.

[cheshire-chronicles]

more caleb fics incoming 🤭

[thebramblewood]

The Vatores Present... A Decennial Vampire Bash: Part VII

Featuring Nami by @sims4thehoes.

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Lilith: Oh, Helena! Probably best to steer clear of her. [in faux whisper] She's not exactly what some might call stable.

Helena: Okay, there's definitely a story I need to hear there.

Lilith: Maybe later. First, I wanted to introduce you to my brother, Caleb.

Helena: Uh, hi [nervous laugh] I didn't expect to be meeting the family already.

Lilith: We share the distinct misfortune of living in the same house. I kid. I kid. Mostly. But we are a sort of package deal.

Caleb: It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Helena.

Helena: [blushing furiously] Oh, wow. I can't say anyone's ever greeted me like that before.

Caleb: Well, you must not be meeting the right people. My sister, charming as she is, can be rather brusque.

Lilith: I'm positively dying of thirst. Let's find some refreshments.

Caleb: Don't overdo it, Lil.

Lilith: Can you believe he's the younger sibling and thinks he knows better? He's always looking out for me, which would be cute if it wasn't so annoying.

[peppergoji]

shitty drawings of belos #1