fuck feelings

Caleb Morgan. 30. Clerk at Stress Re-leaf.

[calebmcrgan]

dontxbexdramatic​:

Her eyes flicked from behind her to Caleb as the door’s open, and she seemed to let out a short breath of relief. She was half a step inside before he even gave her permission.

Leaning against the wall, she waited for him to close the door and raised a hand to hook her finger into his shirt collar and pull him down for a kiss. It was as frantic as she felt, demanding reciprocation from him as her other hand splayed over his lower stomach.

“No talking.” She answered him as they parted, eyes finding his. “I need to not think for a while… think you can help?” A small, hopeful smirk appeared on glossed lips. He had certainly been able to help out before.

He let himself be pulled closer to her with her finger hooked inside his shirt, reciprocating the kiss that she pulled him down for. The kiss was frantic and eager, and he put as much fervor into it as she did, liking the closeness, the sexual tension, liking her touch. 

No talking. He could do that. Oh, he’d prefer it that way. So without saying a word, he pushed her back into the wall a bit more and kissed her hard and with a level of frantic that matched what he was feeling also. 

Letting his hand travel down her side and to her ass, the other hand worked at lifting her shirt up and over her head, exposing her bra. Caleb shoved his shirt up and off as well and let it fall into the growing pile of their clothes, his breathing speeding up as he continued to kiss her, walking her backwards towards his bedroom. 

[harlowfm-deactivated20210908]

Closed Starter - Caleb and Nix

@calebmcrgan

She stood anxiously outside his door. Her painted nails were chipped after the weekend she had had, and though she had knocked already, her fist lifted to rap against the hard surface again before retreating to her coat pocket. Her knees bounced alternate to each other in an attempt to keep her warm but her breath still came out fogged in front of her.

There was an urgency in her gaze, the way she turned over her shoulder constantly to look at those passing by. Nix wanted in, and she wanted in now. She needed his company as a distraction right now, and if he wasn’t home, she was going to pitch a fit in the middle of the fucking car park.

[calebmcrgan]

Caleb sipped from his glass of whiskey, taking a firm swig and letting it burn down his throat. When he was at home, he usually spent a lot of time drinking, and when he was out a party, he tended to take whatever drugs were offered him, minus heroin, which he’d recovered from. The alcohol inspired his music as he sat on the couch strumming the guitar, a melancholy song coming from the instrument, until he heard the knocks at the door. 

Setting down his guitar, he went to the door and opened it. He was met with Nix at the other end of the door and noticed the urgency in her gaze immediately. Truthfully, he could use a distraction as well. From life. From the emptiness he felt inside. “Hey, come in,” he greeted her lowly, opening the door wider for her to walk in and shutting it behind them. “You want a drink?” He gazed into her eyes and tried to gauge what she was feeling. “Want to talk? Or not talk?” The latter of which he much preferred. 

[calebmcrgan]

@indulgencerpgstarters​

Caleb finished smoking a joint during his lunch break before wandering back inside Stress Re-Leaf, standing behind the counter and making small talk and cracking a couple tame jokes with his coworkers. When he heard the bell ding above the door, he put on his professional voice and his signature smirk. “Welcome to Stress Re-Leaf,” he said, looking up. “Can I help you find anything?” 

[angelgarciia]

“oh no!” angel squeaked, eyes widening behind the frames of his glasses as his hand darts out to grip at the other’s shoulder, “okay…hi. so i really need your help…my ex-boyfriend just walked in here with his new boyfriend, who just so happens to be like…incredibly handsome and i need help to make him jealous.”

@indulgencerpgstarters​

[calebmcrgan]

Caleb turned to look at the other who gripped his shoulder. “Hey there...” A small smirk tugged at Caleb’s lips and he shrugged. “I can do that,” he mumbled. “What would you like me to do? I can buy you a drink and we can go from there,” he flashed another small smirk over at the other. 

[calebmcrgan]

innocent-xander​:

Xan chuckled awkwardly as the guy who he saw followed him in to the store. He was glad it was a public place. It would be his luck to be stabbed for accidentally catching someone doing something they shouldn’t. But he tried to play it cool. “Ah, yeah I mean. I’m just not used to it. You do you though. Stuff like that, just kinda makes me uncomfortable.” He admitted with a shrug of his shoulders. “Everyone’s got a vice. Mine just happens to be pistachio ice cream.” Xan tried to give a small smirk. “But if you just got out of rehab, sounds like it was just a scam.” 

-

Caleb looked at the other, glossy eyed. “I don’t do heroin anymore so I’d say it wasn’t a scam,” he muttered with a bit of an edge to his voice, though still quiet and calm enough. He didn’t really like to talk about this, and was surprised with himself that he’d revealed his stay at rehab to a complete stranger. “I apologize if I’m making you uncomfortable,” he said sincerely. Finally, his lips quirked into a smirk at the other’s words. “Pistachio ice cream? What about just chocolate ice cream? I could eat a whole container in one sitting.” He chuckled. 

[calebmcrgan]

Deep and slow? Hard and fast? What’s your character’s preference?

“Mm... Hard and fast and deep, with you screaming my name. ;)”

[calebmcrgan]

Does your character like to roleplay? If so, what?Does your character prefer condoms or bareback?Your character's most private sexual fantasy?

Does your character like to roleplay? If so, what?

“Not really, but I’d do it if my sexual partner wants to.”

Does your character prefer condoms or bareback?

“Bareback feels better, can we really argue that?”

Your character's most private sexual fantasy?

"If I had a romantic partner, I’d love to watch them get fucked by someone else. I like to be totally dominated. And I’ve never had this done before, but I’d like to be tied up so I can’t move at all.”

[arthurpenrose]

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[calebmcrgan]

Caleb

[zxchdrake-deactivated20201223]

“Next time you do something stupid, don’t call me up.” He grumbled, patching people up hadn’t been the hobby he’d expected he’d take up. Of course, he wasn’t the sort to turn down help when it was needed, so he found himself patching up others when it was required. Many didn’t want to hassle with the hospital, thus where he comes in. 

“What did you do this time?” He asked, as he finishes up what he was needing to do to get the other back on their feet. 

@indulgencerpgstarters​

[calebmcrgan]

“I called you as a friend,” Caleb said quietly. He wasn’t using him, he really wasn’t. Even though the other had the services to provide help for him, he really cared for the other as a friend. Caleb staggered inside, drunk and high and needing a place to crash. He couldn’t go home. It was too far, and he didn’t have money for a taxi. He’d been near Jonah’s location at a nightclub and ended up at his place somehow. 

“I just need a place to crash. You’ll hardly know I’m here,” Caleb promised, collapsing on the couch, his head pounding so hard that he could hear it in his ears. He groaned in pain. “I think things are getting bad again...” he admitted lowly in his drunken stupor, something he wouldn’t admit sober. 

[innocent-xander]

@indulgencerpgstarters​

Xander had just arrived and he wasn’t sure what to make of this place. He was pretty sure he just saw some random guy casually standing at a bus stop snort something. It was a wild thought that something he had never been within dozens of feet before was now just being abused out in the open. Needless to say, Xan hurried away from the situation as quick as he could. 

A few moments later Xan ducked into a building that looked open and sighed, glad to be away from that situation. He chuckled when he saw someone next to him. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to something like that, huh?” He said nervously. 

[calebmcrgan]

Caleb would never really dream of doing this in public, but he was already fucked up when snorted a quick line of cocaine at the bus stop, not feeling any eyes on him. But then he did. He had been pretty well covered, his face not turned towards the guy, but the guy had seen him anyway. And Caleb grew paranoid. So he followed him into one of the coffee shops. Not that he could get into trouble. Taking drugs wasn’t illegal. Possessing them was. But for some reason, he felt paranoid anyway.

He went back to his private self, not revealing that it was him that the guy had seen, and put on a fake smile. But he could sense his nerves, and a part of him felt guilty. So guilty. “I guess that depends on you,” Caleb said quietly, cryptic, as he waited in line to order his coffee. He flicked his tongue along his lips to wet them and hoped that his pinpoint blue eyes weren’t so obvious, but he’d been told by a past partner that his eyes always gave away when he was high. “I just got out of rehab. I think drug use is a common thing here,” Caleb said conversationally. Normally he wouldn’t tell a stranger that, but his paranoia was getting to him. But fuck, why did he say that? Anxiety fluttered in his stomach, making him clench his fists as they began to sweat. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.” 

[calebmcrgan]

mayatalwar​:

Maya could tell that it wasn’t exactly ‘nothing; but it wasn’t her place to pry and so she’d just heard him continue and shook her head with a smile. “At least that was partially true.” She grinned before hearing his words and sighing softly. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, it’s that she knew she was a distraction but it would provide to be one for her as well at this point so she just nodded. “I’m good with that. But I’ll let you know what I want to drink once we’re there…that cool?” She had no problem with alcohol of course but she knew that if she drank, she’d make up excuses for her behaviour as well, something they perhaps did not need.

-

“What parts did you think were true and which parts did you think were false?” he asked, eyeing her softly. He shrugged. “Sure. You never have to feel pressured with me. Want to head there now or enjoy the view some more?” he asked curiously. Although it was nice to have company to distract him, he genuinely did enjoy Maya’s company, and he really was glad that he’d run into her. He just hoped she knew that. “So what about you? You doin’ okay?” 

[calebmcrgan]

Caleb walked along the dark street, trying to just walk and walk until he got tired enough to sleep that night, when he heard the faint words being played in the distance: Black bird singing in the dead of night... Take these broken wings and learn to fly... It didn’t take him long before he noticed the voice coming from Charlotte. He’d seen her around a bit and talked to her and they were both new in town, so he’d recognize her anywhere. He held a cigarette between his fingers and took a drag from it, wandering over to the street corner where he found Charlotte. He puffed on his cigarette as his figure went to stand in the corner, his pinpoint blue eyes staring at her. One last puff and he put his cigarette out then flicked it into the trashcan. He cleared his throat and the musician began singing along. “Blackbird fly... blackbird fly. Into the light of a dark black night,” his deep voice sang. Once he caught her eye, he gave her a slow smirk. “Got some time  to spend with me tonight? It’s good to see you, babe.” The ‘babe’ rolling easily off his tongue, Caleb not sure if it was offensive or not, but hoping they could just ignore it. He was high and tipsy. “We should have a proper jam-out session sometime. You’re good. Really good.”

@fancifulwanderer​

[calebmcrgan]

mayatalwar​:

When she’d realized it was Caleb who had approached her, she found herself smiling up at him in recognition. It was very rare for her to run into people she knew in the town so far and so when she did–it was always nice. They ended up listening in silence for a few moments while he sat down with her on the bench. And then she noticed him coming closer and with the arm around her waist, she too turned her attention over to him. “Hmmm..anxious about anything?” She was well aware of how anxiety could cause anyone to lose sleep, but she also knew some more of the things Caleb dealt with and so she ended up sighing softly. “Or something else?”

-

“No, my mind just doesn’t want to shut off,” he answered simply, blue eyes that were suddenly dark looking out at the ocean. “It’s nothing,” he smiled at her, smiling straight through his lie. She knew him well enough to know that he was lying. “I’m glad I ran into you. Sometimes it’s nice to have company, especially yours.” He let a comfortable silence pass between them for a moment, sitting on the bench with her and listening to the waves gently lap at the shore. “Do you want to go back for a drink at my place? I could make coffee if you don’t want something alcoholic. Otherwise I have whiskey...” he trailed off. 

[calebmcrgan]

Event: Halloween Carnival

[mayatalwar-deactivated20201030]

open to all location: santa ysabel pier @indulgencerpgstarters​

Truthfully when Maya first made her way over to Santa Ysabel, there was one very specific thing that tipped the scales in its favour; the beach. She may have been born in a country that was always cold and dreary but on the vacations she’d taken with her family when she was younger–she knew she was meant for a warmer climate. And in these past three months, one of her favourite places to come to was the pier. She didn’t even indulge that much in the rides or the food, but even just walking along the boardwalk or siting on a bench and feeling that cool ocean air was one of her favourite things. It’s what she was doing now when she caught sight of a shadow behind her. “Don’t you just love listening to the ocean?” She spoke out-loud, not even sure if the other would answer her, but Maya hadn’t met anyone that she couldn’t easily start the conversation with. 

[calebmcrgan]

Caleb appreciated the silence of being around the ocean, allowing him to think, or if he needed it, to not think and just fade into the background. With alcohol pumping through his system, though he wasn’t hammered, he made his way along the boardwalk and peered out at the ocean. A shadow formed in the corner of his eyes and he turned his head to look towards the figure. Maya. Recognition set in immediately. He wandered over to her, keeping a bit of distance between them, and continued gazing at the water. “There’s nothing like it,” he said, although that was a partial lie, because drugs certainly came close... but they weren’t as pure as just listening to the ocean, and it was these moments that he came to cherish. He moved closer to her and put an arm around her waist, turning his head to look at her. “I couldn’t sleep,” he murmured. “So I wandered out here.”

[celesticls-blog1]

STATUS: Open Starter ( @indulgencerpgstarters​ ) LOCATION: Mayhem

I ask myself, what am I doin’ here? The music strummed in the background of the club, the girls doing their thing on stage and the crowds eating it up. Beck was most regular at Mayhem then most places in Santa Ysabel. While it was somewhere idea to soften up those they were doing arms deals with..  the drink was cheap, the women were to die for.. and Beck was more than ready to tip big. Support your local artists and all that. And what they done was nothing short of art.. well, maybe that was the whiskey talking. Adjusting a lipstick stained collar, Beck headed for the bar, head foolishly glancing to the floor only seconds before they collided with someone else, the icy contents of their drink soaking through their shirt to warm skin, sending a shiver through them. “Shit.. that’s..” They paused, shaking off a dripping hand. “My bad. Are you okay? Let me grab you another..”

[calebmcrgan]

Caleb could hear the music pounding in his ears, could feel it in his chest. He was five drinks of whiskey in and had snorted a line of coke in the bathroom. Trying to numb himself, numb it all away so he could sleep that night after performing. He headed back out towards the bar to sit down when he collided with another, his drink spilling all over the both of them. “Shit. My bad,” he murmured right when she began speaking, feeling the ice cold drink touch his skin and inhaling sharply. He took a moment to recover before speaking. “I’m okay,” he said lowly. “It’s not necessary, but thank you.” The other might have interpreted his sullen mood for him being irritated that their drinks had spilled on each other, but this was Caleb’s normal manner, a little bit of a loner, a little dark around the edges. Trying to make friendly conversation and not seem too standoffish, he continued. “Actually, I think I’ll take you up on that drink. I’m performing tonight and could use some more alcohol in my system,” the mostly unknown musician told them. 

[cj-ryker]

location: outside affinity  open to: all | @indulgencerpgstarters​

He was fast becoming nocturnal in his lifestyle, taking to sleeping later and later and heading out until the early hours of the morning, a habit he figured was easy to fall into in a place like  Santa Ysabel. Leaning against the wall outside Affinity, he was scrolling his messages and noted on one in particular from his wife. “Fuck.” he grumbled, not aware he was no longer alone. 

[calebmcrgan]

Caleb was on his fourth drink when he went outside to smoke a joint. He hoped that would be enough to allow him to get some sleep tonight. Pressing the joint to his lips, he lit the end of it and pulled smoke into his lungs, holding it for a while before releasing a cloud of smoke in front of him. He leaned against the wall and looked over when he heard someone curse at his phone. Caleb looked over at the other and nodded and smiled although it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Everything okay?”