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When Caleb is on good terms with someone, he becomes very touchy feely. He likes to stay close, but he also does things like kissing and cuddling out of affectionand not necessarily romantic

"Don’t you think you’re so smart," The boy said with a tune in his voice, "If I’m so touchy feely when on good terms, you can only imagine how I am when on terrible terms, right?”

[HeadCanon Accepted~

Though getting to this stage is a long and trecherous journey]

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I bet when Caleb got his first plush toy, he started cuddling it nonstop because it was the softest thing he ever held

"Well, I can’t deny that Miss Bri," Caleb stated with a small smile, "He was my first young meal and I wanted to remember it…And the bear was larger than my head! Two times larger than my head!" He held up two fingers excitedly, "I named it Jackson, after the child, and it was so soft~"

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"Well you certainly have succeeded," Caleb said with a chipper voice. To lure them in,t he first step was to flatter them, make them like you, and then when they were trusting...Well, Caleb figured he ought to slow down and wait until then to think about it. "Ah, don't worry, miss. I have a very...Specific pallet, few things can sate it. I think I can hold it off for a conversation."

"Oh I do try and get by." She smirked a little slyly. "But I'm rather well, thank you. If you are hungry then do get yourself something to eat. I shan't think it rude."

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uNFOLLOWER?????

THE BIBLE SAID ADAM AND EVE NOT ADAM AND LEAVE

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Post the CUTEST Headcanons you can think for my muses. If they're adorable enough, I'll make them canon!

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"Well, have you ever thought the Werewolves would want you to get away?" Caleb asked with that sugary sweet tone that would have been magnetizing to anyone who had a heart. It was a soft and innocent lull, one full of childish antics and bluntly honest inquiries. Children had no filter, that Caleb relished in, for he could be as brutally blunt as he so wished...And the humans would never reprimand or become angry with him. This also made it easier to point out their flaws and insecurities and strip them bare for his mind to play with, to strip them of dignity, and yet by a mere child...What an exciting game it was!

"I really haven't clue...Since I've been here I've tried to stick close waiting for my parents to come back...But, they haven't and its been a long time...Long, long time," Cue the spring of tears that the faerie had beading at the corners of his eyes. With a cutely defiant look on his face, the boy wiped the tears as if he were trying to 'man up' and be mature in front of this newcomer, "But they will! They promised! Its only be a few days..." The child then gave a beaming smile, "You think I'ma monster, Miss Bri? -I was one for Halloween last year! My Mommy said I made a great vampire...But she said I could only be a monster on Halloween...So I promise I'm not a monster now!" Ah, the irony, to have a monster proclaim he was not? What a comedy such a tragedy was.

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"It’s nice to meet you too and I see…" She turned around, and came back to the clearing, but still stood close to the trees. Her eyes were on him for a moment before her gaze went to the sky. Now she was calm and composed now well rather…. "Heh…if you get bitten by werewolves, you can turn into one. That is if you get away, right?" There was a bit of a defeated look in her eyes, well lost, yet she was smiling. A nervous and embarrassed smile but also shy, and something that could have been easily dispersed in another moment.  "You didn’t answer my question, Caleb."

Focusing on him, now that she got a better look at him, he wasn’t even that much smaller than she was. He was certainly an adorable boy and it brought back a little of her spirit. Yet, her moods were jumping and unpredictable now. “I’ll ask again…does this place have a name? I’ve been lost in a few places…” She pushed up her glasses and sighed. “Heh, I’m terribly sorry…but too many horror movies so even if you are, I can’t help but think, you’re a monster in disguise you see. I apologize…” 

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Darkness scares us. We yearn for the comfort of light as it provides shape and form allowing us to recognize, to define what’s before us. But what is it we’re afraid of, really? Not the darkness itself, but the truth we know hides within.

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"I'm new here actually, my Mama lives a bit away and she's letting me play around so I can meet some friends," Caleb informed him, skipping over the inquiry of his prior residence. The child put a hand on his hip, "Sora..." He tested the name aloud, "I like your name, it makes me think of flying!"

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"Hello there, I’m Caleb!" The blonde child greeted with a shy smile. He hoped this one would be easy, the other looked naive enough. Perhaps he’d be easy to lure and provide nourishment until Caleb found a better meal. For now, he’d have to wait and see.

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Engrave the pain of being alive into my soul

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"Many?-But not all, I'm assuming, huh?" He inquired hiding his sarcasm as best he could, making the question innocent. So she was a self absorbed one, was she? How amusing, "I'm doing well, a bit hungry, but I will manage! What about you, Miss?"

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"Hello Miss!" Caleb greeted with the enthusiasm of the an upbeat child, "I really like your hair!" If the aura he was getting from this person was reliable, devouring this one would be easy. All it would take a minor gain of trust and a surprised moment, and dinner…Would be served.

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Darkness scares us. We yearn for the comfort of light as it provides shape and form allowing us to recognize, to define what’s before us. But what is it we’re afraid of, really? Not the darkness itself, but the truth we know hides within.

(via thekeybladehero)

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Friendly reminder that anyone is welcome to come to my ask to RP (✿╹◡╹)ﾉ☆.｡₀:*ﾟ

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Ah, that hadn't gone as Caleb had thought it would. He initially thought her fear would drive her closer to something that looked of comforting prospect-A child. However, it seemed she was too scared for his liking. Nonetheless, that simply made this woman, Bri as he had come to learn, fairly more interesting. The boy dropped his hands slowly, taking a hesitant step towards the other with sadness etched across his features.

"Well, it is nice to meet you Miss Bri." A name. He knew was closer to gaining that trust he needed to get closer to her, like the edge of a trench that led into deeper waters, once he had her convinced he was harmless...There'd be no way for her to get back over the drop off. It'd be too late."B-But I really don't think you want to do that, it's a full moon...I think there's worse things than wolves out there, like Werewolves or gosh knows." As if on cue, the sound of a lone animal made its nightly cry to the glowing moon that drenched Caleb and Bri in an eerie glow. "All I know is that this is a cave, and that its spooky out there."

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All of her muscles went tense at once and she made a small gasp at the voice. Then all at once she started shivering. Fear, fear, the flashback of horror movies came back to her in a rush, as much as she wasn’t a fan of them. Slowly she turned her head and could barely make out the form of a boy in the pale moonlight.

Immediately she stood up and backed away a few feet before running and ducking behind a tree. She peeked her head a little on the side. “S-stay! Stay right where you are!” It was hardly a command, more like a plea. Her paranoia was all to high right now. What if he was a ghost or worse? She probably looked ridiculous hiding from a child…but she just could NOT shake her fear. “I’m sorry…but I really cannot trust you. I’m fine, but who are you? Where are your parents?”

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People at school: I don't like Tumblr, it's way too confusing.

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Caleb had to use every bit of willpower not to laugh right in this girl's face. If there was one thing he found amusing, it was humans and their fear. They succumbed to it so easy, making predators more attracted to them, and always, always making them seem weaker upon meeting. Even though her running and hiding was a bit uncalled for, the fae had to give her credit that she had some good sense of natural instinct going on.

So, when the girl reacted as scared as she did, he decided to do the same. He took a clumsy step back and nearly fell on his butt, playing the charade of a child all too well. He put his hands up in defense, his eyes wide with shining apology, "I'll stay right here! J-Just don't yell so loud, it scares me. It echoes in the cave and it's really scary, miss." His voice was quiet, "I'm Caleb and I d-don't think I should tell you anything else because you're a stranger...But, I just wanted to help," Caleb deftly dodged the question of his parents, needing more time to devise a lie for them.

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Hunger. It was something that gnawed at his insides continuously and made him feel lightheaded. Yet, to satisfy this feeling, if for a single moment, would mean leaving. Which would also mean energy. Energy the boy truly did not wish to use today.

However, the child still found himself heading to the mouth of the cave. Something told him that was the right thing to do, and beyond that, he could smell something delicious. A mix of grief, fear, and most of all flesh. His mouth watered slightly and he schooled his expression to one of innocence and naivety. The idea of someone being all the way out here could also mean danger and he’d have to play this right in case it was one of those dastardly hunters.

He exited the cave and sure enough, his instincts were correct. A girl was the first thing he spotted and he approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving her form, “Miss?” He called gently, “A-Are you alright? Are you h-hurt?”