About this blog: This is a former Caleb-only blog, but after the 6th LI sneak peak, I can't help myself anymore and made it a combined Lads blog (Sylus, Caleb, Valko) 😩👌. I'll be starting to write scenarios about our dear LaDs husbands. This is still pretty new so I don't have much yet, but I'll post sometimes. Feel free to ask for scenarios or headcanons! (I need it)
RULES‼️
-no haters allowed. DNI if you don't like it.
-be respectful
-OCs descriptions are accepted, but make it vague so other's could relate too.
-asks are only about Sylus, Caleb, or Valko (can include others but only as extras)
-put indications in your asks (fluff/angst/smut and sfw/nsfw)
-For NSFW, I won't write anything too messy and gory (I'm not an expert to that)
- NSFW could include: s0mno, breed!ng k!nk, pseudo!ncest, CNC, k!dnapp!ng and other dark romance shit
Synopsis: Caleb is jealous that you took in another "dog". Now they have to share everything you give them.
a/n: it's been a month since I last posted 😭. I've been thinking of writing this but never had the motivation to do so. To make up for it, this is gonna be the fluff part 1 of this. Enjoy~
It has been a rainy day in Linkon for the past week. As usual, you just lounged in your house because you don't have any missions lined up. Which made it the perfect time for your German Shepherd, Lebleb(Caleb), to snuggle up with you.
Lebleb has been your good companion for years now. He's the dumpster of all your love, time, and effort. In front of you, he's always sweet and snuggly, but he's fiercely protective once you look away. He's used to taking up your personal space, especially when you're sleeping together.
However, his daily routine changed a bit when you took in a "weird-shaped" stray dog last night. You found it curled up in front of your door, shivering from the cold, wet from the rain, and definitely hungry. You named it Val(Valko) and started cooing at it like you did with Caleb. You called him a "good boy" when he ate what you gave him, bathed him with Caleb's shampoo, played with him, and even let him sleep on your bed.
Val never looked suspicious for you. You thought he's just...another breed of dog that's made up of fluffs and love. A dog that just somehow craved the chocolate that you accidentally left out in the kitchen aisle. (how the fu- is he not dea-)
but Caleb knows better.
"That's a wolf.", he thought to himself, "and definitely not deserving of being called your "good boy". Hell, that's not even supposed to be here". So he had gotten even more clingy to you, in hopes that you realize just how better he is at accompanying you than that fake ahh dog. Unfortunately, it seems that Valko had the same plans as him.
To you, Lebleb and Val is already going along so well. They "play" with each other, exercise with you and even sleep together beside you. But in reality, they're internally seething with jealousy and possessiveness. They just didn't want to stress you out by acting up (aww 🥺).
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"Get out." Caleb said firmly while pointing at the door. Valko simply crossed his leg while glaring at Caleb, tail flicking on the couch.
This is how they are when you're out on a mission. Gone were the fluffy dogs who cuddled with you, replaced by two men who just so happen to have dog/wolf ears and tail, and smells suspiciously like your pets.
"No.", Valko replied. "You're just mad she kissed my forehead earlier", he added proudly. They've been bantering for half an hour now ever since you left. Just like always. Obviously, Caleb doesn't take no for an answer. Especially not to a wolf who's disguised as a dog, and also stole half of your attention that's supposed to be only his. So, he went straight to where Valko sat and grabbed him by his collar. "She won't ever miss you if you get lost" "Doesn't seem like it with how much she loves me~" "NO SHE DOESN'T!-"
"What the fuck."
...
Uhh ohh. You stood there like "🧍♀️", still in your hunter uniform. You went back earlier than usual because your mission ended quickly (a certain star did it for you), and this is certainly NOT what you expected to come home to. Two grown ass men on your couch. You should've been scared, but being the hunter that you are, you immediately pieced who they are because of their fluffy ears and tails. They probably didn't hear you unlock the front door because of their fight.
"What the fuck...", You repeated out of sheer surprise.
"W-we can explain...please?" *insert puppy dog eyes*
Well they certainly need to explain this one to you. *sigh*
Tags: MDNI!!! Heavy NSFW, p in v, somn0philia, dub-c0n, manipulation, slight st@lking, pet names (meimei, pipsqueak, princess), f!ngering, cunn!lingus, pseud0cest, Caleb is very unhinged for his pipsqueak (let the dog out)
Synopsis: Caleb found out about your secret Tumblr account and decided to play out your fantasies in real life...while you're asleep.
a/n: This is the smut fic I accidentally deleted. Just wrote it again as best as I could 😭. Inspired by this C.ai Caleb bot I found. Not proofread. Enjoy~
"F-fuck"
Caleb groaned while his hand stroked his hardened shaft, rubbing right at the underside of its tip. His eyes are focused on the illuminated screen of your laptop he borrowed earlier.
For months, he had been secretly tracking your search history and your private account—Tumblr account. That one account you used to reblog and like questionable fictions, follow smut authors, and even becoming one yourself. All of those filthy things you read? He found all of it... Every midnight, he sat on his desk, opened your laptop he took, and placed his right hand in his pants, all while his eyes tracked down every tag you follow—somnophilia, breeding, ddlg, etc. But tonight, he saw another one that made him feel more...motivated. You liked those "step bro/step sis trope" fics. He groaned at the thought of you possibly fantasizing about him too. There's no way this is just coincidence, right? After all this time of restraining and controlling himself, you wanted him too... right?
Before he could even think of anything else, his feet are already moving towards your bedroom. When he stepped inside, he saw your small form curled up under your blanket, cuddling your favorite pillow. He just stood there for a second, taking in how innocent you looked—only for those who didn't know about your filthy fantasies.
He then moved to take the blanket off of you, and carefully crawled on top of you. He then placed a kiss on your forehead before gently pushing your short and panties off. He cursed under his breath when he saw your pussy glistening with need. His right hand traced your inner thigh, then your folds, all while murmuring how perfect your are for him. He didn't waste another second and carefully plunged his digit inside you, watching your face for any sign of you waking up. When he saw none, he continued with his ministrations.
He curled and deepened his fingers, hitting that sweet spot deep inside you, earning a soft hum from your sleeping form. He then lowered his face near your pussy, watching closely how his fingers get covered with your slick, before pressing a kiss on your sensitive little bud. “Nghh~” you whimpered as he marked your inner thighs with small but dark hickeys. “G-gege?” his eyes snapped up to your face, your wide eyes meeting his lust filled ones. But instead of stopping, he just smirked and licked your folds, all while your body betrayed you by arching into him. “Just let me make you feel good, meimei...”, he said as he manhandled you to lay on your back, placing a pillow under your hips for your comfort. "Gege, this is wrong-" "I'm only giving you what you want, *insert tumblr username*"
...
Your eyes widened at that. Did he just...call you by your account username?! "You kn-" "Of course, I know. I'm your gege, pipsqueak. I know everything about you, and I know what's best for you..."
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He lapped up your pussy like it was his last meal while his fingers kept their movement, earning a chain of whimpers and moans from you. Your hands instinctively reached down to grip his hair—not to push him away—but to urge him for more. You didn't protest anymore. Not with how good it felt. Before you even realized it, you already came all over his hands. “That's it. Cum for me, princess…” he said before licking your love juices on his hand.
You haven't even recovered from your high, and he's back on top of you again, kissing you deeply as if stealing the very breath from your lungs. Then, you felt something warm and hard press against your entrance. You tried to protest again because this is going too far from what you wanted, but his kiss drowned out your words, and your hands got pinned by his large ones. It's clear that he had made up his mind, and the only thing you can do is enjoy it.
“You're mine, pipsqueak…”
He said that before he pushed inside slowly but surely. The moment his tip reached your cervix, your eyes are already in a daze, mind clearly fucked by his sheer size. “You take me so well, meimei… always so good for me. Just relax and let me do all the work“. With that, he started to move his hips. It's slow at first, then quickened into something more feral, skin slapping together as he pounded into you like a dog in heat. But despite his rough movements, his lips stayed gentle on you, kissing your tears of pleasure away and whispering sweet nothings into your ears.
“That's it, sweetie…”
“I love you, pipsqueak.. F-fuck-!”
“You fit me so well… it's like you're made for me…”
And you are. With how you take him right now? both of you are definitely made for each other. After a while, he went on full stop and his warmth finally graced your walls, filling you to the brim and spilling out from the side of where you're connected.
“My pipsqueak…”
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After an hour long “session”, his horniness finally died down, and now he's showering you with apologies like a kicked puppy (like he didn't just acted like a sick bastard earlier). “I'm sorry, pipsqueak. Please don't hate me 🥺” “Hmmph!!!” He then cleaned you up with a damp towel and slept beside you, feeling content that after all these years, he finally got what he truly wanted—you.
a/n: Ahhhh!!! This is my first time writing hcs :>....Not proofread!
As a kid, you've always been with Caleb, and he's always been your biggest protector and supporter. Need someone to cheer on your recognition day? He'll be there, shouting even when the gymnasium is as quiet as midnight. You got bad grades? He'll tutor you himself. You're hesitant about joining an org/event/competition? He'd give you some motivational words.
You think it's only the good times he supports you? Nah. He'd go as far as fake an excuse letter for you to skip a day in class. He's the type to tolerate that once in a while as long as you're not letting your studies go.
Caleb does your hair before you both go to school. Braids, pigtails, twin buns—he does all of it. Even blow dries your hair for you while you put on light makeup or eat breakfast. He's also the first one to see your hair phases—he's the one who helps you cut it or dye it. One morning, you colored it red for fun, then next morning, you cut your bangs (probably cried to him because it's lopsided). Caleb knows almost everything you do with your hair.
Caleb monitors how you dress, especially when you go out with your friends without him. Bare shoulders gets covered with a blazer, shorts are given a sharp side eye, and so on. He doesn't force control over what you wear (debatable) because he wants to see you happy with how you present yourself, but he'd sneak in some comments that are disguised/doubles as concern. "You sure you won't get cold with that?" "This one feels comfortable." "At least bring a jacket in case it rains"
Speaking of how you dress, Caleb makes sure that you look presentable whenever you go out. Your uniforms are ironed by him the night before your classes, your bag and things are secured and ready, and your shoes are polished too. One time, you noticed how clean your shoes are, and he only smirked to himself.
Lastly, Caleb is with you when you're craving something. After class, both of you would stop by some cafe or street food places, especially if you just finished an exam that day—doesn't matter if you failed or passed because to him, your effort is enough to be appreciated and rewarded. Whenever he goes out of house, he'd ask you what you want when he gets home, and if he wasn't able to buy it, he'd get your favorite snack instead (he'd still give you something even without asking). Always from his own money, since he definitely took some part time jobs just to buy you gifts. If you insist on paying for him, he'd let you... Just kidding, he'd just slip the same amount back into your wallet once you're asleep. He'd give you any food you ask for just to see you smile and eat it. That's Caleb.
