โ I like 2D and 3D men โ Might be unsavory every now and then โ Caleb is my Roman Empire โ Worships โ Doodles โ Writes โ Hikes โ Escaping adulthood yay โ
Make yourself comfortable. Grab some wool socks from the basket over there and a robe from the hangers. Oh, and Iโve got some nice perfume samples if you want to try one. *pours you some tea and gestures to the lemon slices, sugar and milk* โฆ oh, just so you knowโฆ I love Caleb. An unreasonable amount. Alsoโฆ If you like both Sleep Token and ladsโฆ meheheโฆ I have these freshly baked cookies~ pspspsps~
Anyway! Around here youโll mostly find:
โ questionable horny drabbles
โ lowkey novels dedicated to Caleb (and occasionally the other LIsโฆ as a treat)
โ extensive symbolism breakdowns
โ extensive card/memory breakdowns
โ rambling (often about how much Iโve spent on R3ing Calebโs cards)
Speaking of potentially useful information. This is sadly not my main blog. Iโll follow you back from my main account @mapsdustymain. Itโs old and crusty. Archaeologists have taken an interest in it.
Okey, then! See you around? I hope so!
Maps โก
p.s my discord is the same as my tumblr so feel free to add me :3
That long wait for takeout is Calebโs guilty pleasure because we all know heโs a great cook. Heโs the cook. But do you have any idea how much time takeout frees up?
โTakeoutโs gonna be here in twentyโฆโ Caleb grins, sliding his hands under your shirt โโฆ since this is your chefโs day offโฆ I get to do somethin waay more fun than cooking, right?โ he teases, fingers finding your waistband โnah-ah! Eyes on the driveway, babyโฆ foodโs gonna be here any minute now~โ
Caleb presses you against the glass, yanks your shorts down and fucks you raw while the city lights sparkle โnhhโ still another 10 minutesโฆ you know that chicken parm I ordered? Extra zesty, just how we like itโฆ fuck piipsโ youโre squeezing me so tightโ ahโahahhhhhโ they said the garlic bread is really good tooโฆ ahโ you feel so goodโฆ you like waitinโ like this?โ
And when he sees the delivery guy pull up he just buries himself deep โawh shitttโฆ shh~ babyโฆ I gotta goโฆ foodโll get coldโฆโ he chuckles, still grinding slow and mean โooor did you want the delivery guy to hear how much you like this? bad piips~โ
He gives you one last deep thrust then pulls out, leaving you empty and dripping. He zips up, goes to the door, and comes back with the paper bags. Sets them on the table and looks at you with the most innocent face while thick strings of precum drool from your cunt, begging for him to finish what he started
โDonโt look at me like thaaaat~ comeon, you know youโve gotta finish your veggies before dessertโ
๐ +18 smutty ramble/headcanon/freak shit follows. Been thinking about c*ckwarming Caleb in public. Itโs just what it is. Heโs awful with his dubcon vibes and I need him. mdni please and thank you.๏ฟผ
I have a lot of Caleb-related thoughts, and one thing thatโs been plaguing me lately is how heโs a fiend for cockwarming. And itโs not like he only does it when youโre ballsdeep in the sheets. Nope. Heโll demand it while youโre doing other stuff too. Like battling over monopoly (loses on purpose and asks for a rematch btw), reading books, sipping coffee at a cafรฉ, or even mid-workout. (Almost blacked out once bench-pressing with you perched on his lap, his throbbing dick stuffed inside, trying to smash his PR. Too little blood to the big head, amiright?)
Anyway. If he pulls that horny crap in public, I like thinking heโs all innocently sweet about itโjust patting his lap like โhmmโฆ my thighโs feeling cold and lonely, pipsโcome fix that for me?โ And you glance around the cafeโokay, itโs not that packedโso fine, you cave because your pussyโs throwing a tantrum after heโs been fingering your inner thigh for 20 minutesโฆ
and boom, you know youโre fucked when you hear the metallic rasp echoing way too loud in your ears as he hikes up your skirt. You hiss โCalebโ?โ Your heart pounds as he whispers back โmmโฆpleaseโฆ just the tip, alright? I promiseโฆโ He drapes his jacket over like a shitty camouflage tent, and mutters โcanโt have my pips freezing her cute cunt offโ
What a real gent he is, easing in slow like that. Feels like your brain getting filled with a thick bog of molasses instead of getting slammed with a merciless jolt. You clamp your teeth on your lip to avoid screeching as he sinks im further. And Caleb just canโt help himself, his lips find your neck. No way nobody heard that soft smack, or saw the way you twitch. No way. But Caleb just huffs all satisfied, yanking you flush against him, hot breath tickling your ear: โfuuuck, that hits the spot, doesnโt it? Ahโshit, youโreโฆ nhhโ gripping me so tight already.โ
You muster up a โdidโฆ did anyoneโฆ?โ He just grinds up against you and chuckles: โDid anyone what? โS just me being all sweet, bundling up my cold pips in my jacketโฆ now clench for me. Good girlโmmfhโyouโre so pretty like this.โ
And then he justโฆ completely chills. Stirs your coffee with one hand, twirls your hair with the other, like absolutely nothingโs up. He nudges the mug to your lips with a wink: โhow โbout a sip, babeโcaffeineโll help with the shakes.โ
Give it a hot minute and he flips up his phone and goes: โWanna do a pop quiz to kill time? Iโll go fiโโ while your pussy slurps him in with an obscene wet suck, and he hums all smug: โooh, gweedy wittle cookie wants fiwst dibs? Okay-okay, no need to get so worked up about a silly little quiz. Hmm, letโs seeโฆ what color do you get if you mix red and yellow? โฆ.Orange? Wrooongโitโs the shade your face is turning right now, pipsqueak.โ
Okay so this has turned into a genshin blog because itโs the only thing bringing me joy these days anyway what has happened since the last time I blogged letโs seeee
I met Itto and I love Itto because he made me laugh (his VA is top tier and speak of the devil another amazing VA: scaraโs VA because hot dangโฆ Iโll get to it lemme yap about Nari first)
Nari has been to the pyramids aka I made it to Sumeru
Nari got really happy to finally sleep in a bed and he finally met himself (yes I screeched)
Lohen is now level 90 and heโs fucking perfect IIHHHh I canโt wait to meet him in-game
I helped all the cute cabbages with funny hats and I want one
Lohen and kazuha had a date in the sunset (kazuhaโs anecdotes are like a drug to me and I will patiently wait for his rerun)
I met alhaitham andโฆ I want to strangle him but also maybe mercyfuck him? But also heโs the type to hit you with you awake? texts at 2am while heโs got his dick in one hand and some pretentious philosophy tome in the otherโฆ probably annotating the marginsโฆ. all detached but canโt stop himself from crawling back. I dunno man he gives me weird fucking vibesโฆ and not the good kind
Lemme tell you about the good kind of weird vibes because:
God I fucking adore scara. His fit, his VA, his gut-wrenching backstoryโฆ Iโve straight-up sobbed. I donโt even care that Iโm late to the party. Iโll wait however long for his rerun and C6 his ass no hesitation. Iโm just lucky to exist in the same timeline as this magnificent broken little boi who needs all the tender love and care in the world and I will protect this chaotic hat-wearing disaster and weโll do the raiden boss fight every week just because it feels good beating up ya terrible mom (I hated raiden before I knew and lemme tell you the dots are connecting)
A special thanks to @stardustsirens, I love your beautiful brain ๐
Twenty minutes. You'd been gone twenty minutes before you turned around, halfway to work, because your work folder was still sitting on the kitchen counter.
Valko had stayed the night, though not the way anyone would assume. You'd cooked too late, ended up on the couch watching movies until midnight and the idea of him driving home just to come back in a few hours was ridiculous. So he'd stayed. Folded that huge body of his onto your couchโwhich was built for exactly one normal sized humanโinsisting he was fine even though you both knew his neck would hate him for it in the morning. He hadn't so much as brought up sharing your bed. That line was still there between you, respected without either of you having to say so out loud.
Your living room was empty now. The throw blanket sat balled up at one end of the couch, still warm, still carrying that earthy scent that clung to him. You figured he'd finally given up trying to get comfortable and left for home.
Things had been tight between you two for weeks โ not bad tight, just like the kind that builds when you're close to someone in every way but one. Curling up next to him on that couch last night, close enough to feel him breathing, had taken more out of you than you wanted to admit. You'd gone to your own bed after and tossed for hours, finally giving up and finishing yourself off against your pillow just to get some sleep.
You grabbed the folder off the counter, shoved it in your bag, turned toward the door already dreading the way back to work.
Your foot stopped.
Through the crack in your bedroom door came a sound โ low, cut off at the edges like it hadn't meant to get out. A hitch of breath, rough with something needy.
You don't move. For a few long seconds you just stand there, blood rushing in your ears, telling yourself you imagined it. Then it comes againโlouder, unmistakable. A deep, broken whine bleeding through the door, underneath it the slow, rhythmic creak of your mattress.
Something hot drops straight to your navel.
Your feet move before you decide to let them, carrying you to the gap where the door hinges open. You don't need to push it. You can see everything
Valko is on your bed, completely stripped of the restraint he usually carries around you.
On all fours, every muscle in his back straining with each roll of his hips. Both your pillows are underneath him. One is pinned between his thick, heavy thighs. The other is crushed against his chest like he's holding onto it for dear life.
The fat tip of his cock is already leaking clear precum, smearing wetly against the fabric with every thrust. The muscles of his ass bunch and flex rhythmically, his tail swishing low and frantic from side to side, brushing against his calves like he can't control it.
His nose is buried deep into one specific corner of the pillow, taking big lunges of airโsniffing the hell out of it. Strands of saliva string from his parted lips, his eyes are squeezed shut so tight his eyelashes tremble. He looks like he's desperately trying to engrave that scent into the deepest part of his memory.
The heat that floods your face is scorching and mortifying.
That's where you'd been last night. Grinding against that exact spot, face buried in your own sheets with his name stuck in your throat, thinking thoughts you'd never planned on anyone knowing about. He has his nose pressed right there. Breathing you in like it's the first clean air he's found in days.
The hallway feels like it's closing in. You can't move. The folder is shaking in your hand and you can't make yourself look away.
Valko moves his hips down again and the groan that tears out of him is nothing like his usual voice. It's scraped raw, stripped of every careful thing he usually puts between himself and the world.
"Fuckโ" The word drags out of him slow and broken. His face presses deeper into the pillow, lips parting against the fabric, inhaling so hard it pulls into his mouth. "Smells so good. So fucking sweet"
Your stomach drops.
When he pulls back to thrust again you get an unobstructed view of him, and your mouth goes dry. He's huge, veins mapping his cock in thick ridges, the head flushed a deep red and slick with everything he's been leaking onto your pillow.
"There you go," he breathes, eyes still squeezed shut, hips rolling down in a slow, grinding push. He's talking to the pillow. He's talking to youโor the idea of you, the ghost of you he's got his hands on. "Take it just like that. Let me get all the way inside that pretty cunt, puppy."
He makes that sound againโa high, needy whine that has no business coming out of something so bigโand his ears flatten tight against his skull. His rhythm stutters, slow grinds breaking into something harder and more desperate, the whole bed frame groaning with it.
"Such a good pup," he mutters, tail thrashing wild against the mattress, fingers curling into your pillow. His voice is getting rougher, darker, words spilling out like he can't stop them. "Gonna stretch you out so nice. Fill you up with everything I've beenโ" A sharp, punched out groan. "You'd take it, wouldn't you? Every single bit of it."
His thighs grip the pillow tightly, his whole body going rigid as he grinds down and holds it there. His knuckles are stark white, fingers curled past the point of grip, something closer to desperation made physical. You can see the effort it's taking him to hold back. Every thick vein along the back of his hands stands out in rigid relief, branching up his wrists, mapping the strain all the way to where his forearms flex with each movement.
With every snap of his hips the tension climbs higher. Up his biceps and across his broad shoulders, the whole architecture of him pulled tight. He is holding the pillow like letting go for even a second would mean losing the last thread of you he has access to.
Like if his grip slips, your scent goes with it.
His hands have never looked like this. You've seen them steady holding a weapon, calm giving an order, certain in every situation that called for certainty. Right now they're shaking slightly. Not from weakness.
But from the effort of not having the real thing.
The ache between your thighs is unbearable and the urge hits you like something physical, pressing into your sternum until your body stops listening to your brain entirely. You want to tell him yes. You want to walk into that room and pull those pillows out from under him and put yourself there instead.
Your foot moves forward one step.
That's all it takes. The tiny shift in air carries your scent right through the gap in the doorโlaced now with the edge of your arousalโand delivers it straight to him.
Valko goes completely still.
His ears snap upright, swiveling toward the door, and his head follows a half second later. Through the narrow crack his eyes find yours instantly, pupils blown so wide the gold of his irises is almost gone. The room sits heavy with the smell of sex and the sound of both of you breathing.
He doesn't cover himself and your eyes drop without your permission.
The sight of you watching himโyour scent hitting him fresh and fullโis what does it. You watch it happen. His cock swells further, skin pulled tight, a low growl tearing out of his chest and his hips give one last involuntary roll forward.
He cums with his eyes locked on yours the entire time.
He stares straight through the gap in the door, unblinking, holding your gaze with an intensity that makes your legs feel unreliable, as the first thick streak of white paints your pillow. Another spasm rolls through him, another rope of cum landing heavy over the exact spot your scent had soaked into the fabric last night. Over and over until the last bead clings to the tip and stretches thin before finally dropping.
His chest heaves and his tongue drags slowly across his lower lip and then his canines like he's tasting the air. His tail gives one long, heavy thump against the mattress.
He's still staring a hole right through you.
โYou are completely fucked.
And while we're here @ekay-i .... PLEASE๐๐ป. Valko deserves a spot in the pillow humpers art. i am begging on my knees ๐ง๐ปโโ๏ธ๐ซฃ
For a little bit of levity with update 6.0, I am here to spread my propaganda that the tropical shirt is the funniest outfit you can buy in game.
And it fits EVERYONE so let my woman-respecting werewolf-man into the game so I can dress him in it too.
Valko suggested doing it blindfolded to โgive himself a tiny handicapโ โฆyeah, like that would actually make it fair. But. There he is, naked, save for your t-shirt tied around his head as a makeshift blindfold, humming every number from 20 and down. โTwentyโฆ nineteenโฆ eighteenโฆโ zero. He smiles, then shifts and starts stalking around the apartment, small growls escaping his lips despite himself
In your world youโre perfectly โhiddenโ behind the couch. In his world your scent is betraying you so hard itโs basically screaming your location. But Valko plays along like a good sport anyway. He opens the wardrobe like heโs actually looking, humming loudly โhmmโฆ not here~โ before closing it with a dramatic sigh. His ears twitch at every little rustle you make, lopsided smirk growing wider
For him, the game was over the instant you agreed to play and nowโฆ Valkoโs done pretending heโs not starving for you. Because a predator has his needsโฆ and right now those needs are to have you dripping down his chin and begging to be bred
He squats right in front of you, tilting his head โmmโฆ canโt tell if this is just your t-shirtโฆ but it kinda smells like youโฆโ He leans in real slow, nose brushing a breath from your lips โrightโฆ here.โ
A tiny giggle escapes you and the blindfold is gone in an instant. He slams you against the wall, pins both your wrists above your head with one hand, the other gripping your jaw firmly, tilting your face up to him.
โfound you~โ he coos as he leans in and drags a slow stripe of his tongue across your lips, down your neck, dropping to his knees and finally burying his face between your thighs
Ah yesโฆ Valkoโs finally caught what heโs been tracking
You try to close your legs from the sheer overwhelm and he snarls, flashing his teeth, yanking them back open โna-ah-aah~ donโt you dare hide from me. I found you.โ He lifts you til your toes donโt touch the floor anymore and sits you straight on his face โmmโฆ taste so fuckinโ good when your heartโs racing like thatโฆโ
When all that adrenaline has turned into want, when youโre a desperate, whimpering mess; he flips you over the couch, shoving your face into the cushions and folding you in halfโknees by your ears, ass up high
โwellโฆ you asked for it, little cub~โ he coos with a dark laugh. โlook at youโฆ presenting so nicely after hiding from me. So eager to be found and fucked, huh?โ
He sinks in with a guttural moan, burying every thick inch in one brutal thrust while keeping you trapped beneath him. His hips snap hard as he pants against your ear โthought you could hide from me? hm? โฆlook at you nowโฆ caught and stuffed and fullโ
The knot starts swelling, catching and locking deep inside you. He ruts in tight circles, teeth sunk into your shoulder as he growls โmhhhโahhโ mhmโ feel that? no pulling out anymoreโฆ even if you begged ever so sweetlyโ
once heโs done pumping you full, he flips you around and tucks you between his massive pecs, still knotted and leaking. His fingers stroke your back, lazily spreading his cum over your skin with gentle motions. The contrast, the feral animal who just ruined you now cradling you so tenderly. It makes you shiver against his chest.
He nuzzles himself into your neck. โThere you goโฆ breathe for me,โ he murmurs softly โโฆ stay right here until our heartbeats sync up. Iโm not letting you go until I feel every beat matching mineโฆ shh~ breathe~...โ
Heartbeats synced; he dresses you himself, taking his sweet time. He makes sure every drop of his cum stays right where it belongs: sticky against yout skin, making your clothes cling. He rubs his cheek deep into your hair, breathing you in with a satisfied hum โhmmโฆ wanna grab a coffeeโฆ or stay in our cave a little longer?โ
โI was thinking a showerโ you huff against his chest. He just laughs. โCoffee it is then.โ And kisses the top of your head.
โLet everyone smell that youโve already been bred today.โ
Valko suggested doing it blindfolded to โgive himself a tiny handicapโ โฆyeah, like that would actually make it fair. But. There he is, naked, save for your t-shirt tied around his head as a makeshift blindfold, humming every number from 20 and down. โTwentyโฆ nineteenโฆ eighteenโฆโ zero. He smiles, then shifts and starts stalking around the apartment, small growls escaping his lips despite himself
In your world youโre perfectly โhiddenโ behind the couch. In his world your scent is betraying you so hard itโs basically screaming your location. But Valko plays along like a good sport anyway. He opens the wardrobe like heโs actually looking, humming loudly โhmmโฆ not here~โ before closing it with a dramatic sigh. His ears twitch at every little rustle you make, lopsided smirk growing wider
For him, the game was over the instant you agreed to play and nowโฆ Valkoโs done pretending heโs not starving for you. Because a predator has his needsโฆ and right now those needs are to have you dripping down his chin and begging to be bred
He squats right in front of you, tilting his head โmmโฆ canโt tell if this is just your t-shirtโฆ but it kinda smells like youโฆโ He leans in real slow, nose brushing a breath from your lips โrightโฆ here.โ
A tiny giggle escapes you and the blindfold is gone in an instant. He slams you against the wall, pins both your wrists above your head with one hand, the other gripping your jaw firmly, tilting your face up to him.
โfound you~โ he coos as he leans in and drags a slow stripe of his tongue across your lips, down your neck, dropping to his knees and finally burying his face between your thighs
Ah yesโฆ Valkoโs finally caught what heโs been tracking
You try to close your legs from the sheer overwhelm and he snarls, flashing his teeth, yanking them back open โna-ah-aah~ donโt you dare hide from me. I found you.โ He lifts you til your toes donโt touch the floor anymore and sits you straight on his face โmmโฆ taste so fuckinโ good when your heartโs racing like thatโฆโ
When all that adrenaline has turned into want, when youโre a desperate, whimpering mess; he flips you over the couch, shoving your face into the cushions and folding you in halfโknees by your ears, ass up high
โwellโฆ you asked for it, little cub~โ he coos with a dark laugh. โlook at youโฆ presenting so nicely after hiding from me. So eager to be found and fucked, huh?โ
He sinks in with a guttural moan, burying every thick inch in one brutal thrust while keeping you trapped beneath him. His hips snap hard as he pants against your ear โthought you could hide from me? hm? โฆlook at you nowโฆ caught and stuffed and fullโ
The knot starts swelling, catching and locking deep inside you. He ruts in tight circles, teeth sunk into your shoulder as he growls โmhhhโahhโ mhmโ feel that? no pulling out anymoreโฆ even if you begged ever so sweetlyโ
once heโs done pumping you full, he flips you around and tucks you between his massive pecs, still knotted and leaking. His fingers stroke your back, lazily spreading his cum over your skin with gentle motions. The contrast, the feral animal who just ruined you now cradling you so tenderly. It makes you shiver against his chest.
He nuzzles himself into your neck. โThere you goโฆ breathe for me,โ he murmurs softly โโฆ stay right here until our heartbeats sync up. Iโm not letting you go until I feel every beat matching mineโฆ shh~ breathe~...โ
Heartbeats synced; he dresses you himself, taking his sweet time. He makes sure every drop of his cum stays right where it belongs: sticky against yout skin, making your clothes cling. He rubs his cheek deep into your hair, breathing you in with a satisfied hum โhmmโฆ wanna grab a coffeeโฆ or stay in our cave a little longer?โ
โI was thinking a showerโ you huff against his chest. He just laughs. โCoffee it is then.โ And kisses the top of your head.
โLet everyone smell that youโve already been bred today.โ
