[maimaily]

WHAT IS THIS I'M CRYING

[anastasiya-mory]

A quick drawing of Caleb for my mental health... I love him so much that it hurts me...

I also recently realized that summer is in a few days. How long did I sleep?

[zayora]

𝟅ϱ sum. arguing with sylus in missionary! cw : mdni, argument, make up sex, sylus is a caring husband.

frankly, you don’t even know what the argument has been about, or if you can even call it an argument. between the lengthy assignments you have to do on short notice and your husband barely batting an eye when he pisses you off, you are a wreck.

“ y-you never listen to me; all you do is talk.” you’re currently situated under your annoying husband in question, legs parted on both sides of his hips, hands interlocked as he presses soft kisses into your sweaty skin, appearing as if he’s barely listening to your complaints— which you know is far from true. sylus is anything but neglectful when it comes to you, and somewhere deep inside you know that. you just can’t get that part of your brain to rationalize in your anger. “ you’re doing it again… not listening.”

“ i am listening, sweetie.” his hot breath touches your skin as he exhales with a soft chuckle, removing his face from your chest to make eye contact with you as he presses deeply into your wet warmth. despite your attitude, you hold him close, nails slightly digging into the expanse of his back while his dick reaches such deepness inside you that you almost forget why you’re mad. “ i just didn’t want to make my kitten get even more fussy while she rants about me. continue, i’m all ears.”

you dart your eyes away, focusing on anything in the room that can distract you from how badly you want to be vulnerable and crumble in his arms. his fingers on your chin pull your gaze back to him, lips curled into that boyish but shit-eating smirk.

“ oh? cat got your tongue?”

“ this cat will strangle you,” you uttered, maintaining eye contact as he made sloppy thrusts with his hips, knocking on your sweet spot and briefly passing it. the lowness of his voice hinted at a sultry purr, and you couldn’t stop yourself from clenching down on him harshly, wrapping your arms around his neck tightly; you scratched at the untamed skin there. “ hah, j-just like that, sylus.”

“ has my sweetheart of a wife returned back to me? or does she still want to rip my head off with her tiny claws?” sylus’ teasing words trail off into a groan as your walls refuse to loosen their grip on him. he straightens his back, hands firmly but softly pressing your knees into your chest as he re-enters into your whiny cunt with the purpose of scrambling your mind and words. pride washes over him once he sees you keen and grasping for closure on the messy bed as he impossibly discovers places so deep in your walls it feels as if he’s searching through your brain. “ it’s okay, i’ll just help you make up your mind in the process.”

“ f-fuck you, sylus!” through your panting you still bitterly curse him out. your words do no sort of impact on him; all he does is shrug them off, smirk widening even more while watching you try to catch up with your breathing. it all feels so good, watching you refuse to back down knowing that by the end of the night he’ll pry out what made you mad in the first, even if he has to do it while fucking all thoughts out your pretty mind.

“ jokes on you, kitten. i believe you’re already doing so.” you didn’t have a response; he laughs at that. bending your legs onto his shoulders he thrusts into you with free range, eye to eye, skin to skin, and mouth to mouth. when you disconnect there is a string of combined saliva between and a lingering warmth. “ if you tell me what’s wrong, i can make you feel better. you don’t have to do mind games with me, kitten.”

painfully, your heart clenches. “ s-sylus,” is all you can manage to whimper out as tears begin to pool in the eyes he loves so much. you don’t register when they drop until he starts peppering your wet skin with his soft kisses. his once erratic hips slow their pace, leaving a space of understanding where you can melt into him fully. “ ‘m sorry for being an… ass. just been so stressed out.”

“ i told you multiple times you can quit your job and work for me. stress free, and you have me to yourself all day.”

“ d-don’t joke around like that!” you whimper, eyelashes clumped together due to the moisture of your tears as your body underneath him continues to jolt and squirm in the utmost of pleasure and passion. the way how he shushes your cries and wipes your tears away is the softest feeling in the world. you hiccup when he fiddles with your clit with soft touches, coaxing your orgasm closer and closer. “ sylie… wanna cum.”

“ now i’m sylie? you’re a tricky one.” he’s back at the teasing, but it’s half hearted compared to how he usually pisses you off in outstanding ways. the more and more you stared at him, the more you wanted to be one in his skin, a small part of you consider actually taking his offer. his thumb speeds on your erect clit, wringing more wetness from your slit that coats his dick in a glimmering sheen, which also gets on the base of him. “ such a brat.”

“ ‘m sorry, you win.” you pout, trailing your hand to his soft white hair, gently tugging it, pulling a soft groan from him. he presses down on your clit— just a tad, watching your legs tense and threaten to tremble and he coaxes you into an orgasm. “ s-sylus!”

for the rest of the night he softly shushes your whimpers as he pulls orgasm after orgasm out of you, enough to leave you happy for the rest of the month.

[cosmicalwanderer]

You can feel it now, right?

[rafsnosefreckle]

Sylus is having the time of his life in this solo.

Also more casual clothing for Sylus yesss ma’am

[stonedxia]

thinking about caleb playing with mc’s pussy so slowly in bed, her soft breathing and whimpering the only sound in the room besides how wet and juicy his fingers sound circling her clit. he’s kissing down her neck, then talking in a low register into her ear, saying “you can cum, pips. you can do it. that’s my baby.” when she does, her legs writhe around and he shoves his middle and ring finger inside her cunt to get her through it… something something ‘good girl. you listen to gege so well. yeah, you’re good like that. sexy little thing.’

[xiagasm]

synopsis. you're a little jealous because all the girls in class flock to your boyfriend caleb

cw. slight angst ˖ jealousy ˖ comfort

note. i think i completely missed what you wanted frm this request anon im so srry

you were going to beat caleb up. doesn't matter if he's taller and stronger than you. . . you were determined to give him a piece of your mind.

you watch as girls flock to him at the end of class, standing way too close for comfort. having him as the student TA for your class was both a blessing and a curse. not only was he super smart and able to help you with the course material, but having him as eye candy to just stare at during class was nice too.

but it turns out many other girls in your class thought the same. they crowd him as they try to feign stupidity on the topic, hoping to talk to caleb by using academics as an excuse. you watch as their hands stroke his forearm while holding the worksheet in front of him for "clarification." you can't blame them though. caleb is the spitting image of boyfriend material with his beanie, glasses, and flannel.

and caleb, being thoughtful, would answer every single one of their questions, unbeknownst to their ulterior motives. you mentally huff and shove your belongings into your bag before storming out of the classroom, giving one glance behind your back to see if he would notice, but he doesn't look your way.

usually you wait for him until he's done with his TA duties so the two of you can go back together. but today is different. you're tired of all the girls clinging on to him while he doesn't care about how that affects you. so with a pout on your face, you trudge all the way to the library.

you sit down at your usual table and take out your supplies to begin studying. you're able to make it through half of your notes before you feel stumped. you sigh, tapping your pen against the notes you took earlier in class.

you feel your emotions rising up again. caleb was supposed to be here at the library with you to help you study for your exam. and you were so looking forward to it. something about the way caleb explains things to you, makes it so easy to understand. not to mention the way he always praises you for getting the answers right. he made studying so much more tolerable.

speak of the devil, you hear the chair next to you scrape against the ground. you don't look up, you don't want to acknowledge his presence at the moment. it's childish, yes. but you can't help the way you feel right now. you pretend to be concentrated on the papers in front of you.

caleb doesn't realize. he slides in the seat and scooches it closer to you. with his elbow on the table he rests his head on his hand and leans in closer to examine what you're looking at.

"mm, yeah. that one's a bit tricky babe. don't worry though. professor caleb's here to help!" he says with a smile.

you turn away from him with a pout on your face, "oh now professor caleb's free, huh. . ."

"what'cha mean, pips? i'm always here for you, you know that." he says while wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

you shrug it off. "i dunno. . . you seemed pretty busy earlier with all those girls at the end of class."

mirth dances in his eyes, "awhh is my widdle apple jealous right now?" he teases you.

you turn towards him with a scowl and gently hit your fist against his chest a few times. "not funny, caleb."

"hahaow- ouch! okay, okay. i'm sorry." he grabs your hands and holds them in his, pulling them up to leave gentle kisses on your knuckles. "talk to me, tell me what's goin' on in that pretty head of yours."

you sulk, "well. . . i-" you avoid eye contact.

his hands squeeze yours, thumb stroking the back of your hand. "take your time, m'listening."

your eyebrows furrow. "it's just that. . . don't you think those girls are too close? a-and it's like you don't even notice how hard they try to flirt with you. . . and i just have to sit and watch. so yes. . . i am jealous."

he takes a few moments to listen and absorb your thoughts and feelings. "i'm sorry i made you feel that way. i only ever have eyes for you, i promise." there's a slight frown on his face. "i really didn't know. i was just trynna do my best for the TA job."

he sits and thinks for a few seconds before speaking up. "tell ya what. i'll move my office hours to be online instead of in person, is that better?"

"yeah. . . m'sorry." you mumble, feeling like you're making a big deal of nothing now that he's clarified himself.

"hey, you have nothing to be sorry for, pips. if anything, i'm glad you told me. i want you to be able to tell me anything." he reassures you.

he looks down at your papers spread across the table. one by one he begins to collect them and put them back inside of your bag.

"wha- caleb, what are you doing? i still have to get through those notes." you say.

"nope." he pops the p. he looks at you with a lopsided grin, glasses slipping down his nose and his hair sticking out of his beanie. "we are gonna go walk around campus, like this." he says while slipping his hand into your back pocket and giving your ass a light squeeze. "gonna hold you nice 'n close so everyone knows who i belong to." he winks.

he slides your bag across his arm and pulls you close as you walk out of the library. "and later we're gonna go back to my dorm and i'm gonna love on you sooooo hard. you're gonna be tired of my kisses by the end of the night."

your feelings of jealousy have disappeared, a smile breaks down on your face as you feel reassured and full of love. "nah. . . i don't think that's possible." you let out a chuckle.

he laughs, warm and loud and then leans down to place a chaste kiss on your temple. "challenge accepted."

[sharpenedhatchets]

Imagine: Coming home to your f/o and they prepared a nice dinner for you. You walk up to them and hug them from the side, thankful that you don't have to stress about cooking for the night.

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[kinekow24]

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[calebs-slavicgirl]

you know that tiktok trend (it was huge last year) where the bridesmaids give the groom spicy polaroids of the bride?

now imagine it’s caleb and mc’s wedding, and in the middle of it, gideon just hands mc a spicy polaroid of caleb. and well, the photo itself =>

[debryss]

[perigeantides]

❤ ⸺ girl, move back in?

caleb x reader texts after you get your very own apartment for the first time and move out of gran's house. problem is, caleb spoiled you a bit too much by doing everything for you, and now you go to him for everything. inspired by this tiktok ☼ set pre-explosion (and relationship!), just around the time you're taking hunter exams, which would make you roughly around 21-22

note: i tried to replicate the game's ui best as i could, but of course it's not perfect 😭 that apple pin placement drove me CRAZY. but alas, my spite persevered against months of procrastination on this workskin project with my anger at fake text generators on play store being so ass. i hope you enjoy!! (pls don't talk about the voice note discrepanciees i wasnt paying attention and am too lazy to go back to the htmls and change ;;;;;)

[ka1t0-s]

You loved stopping by Zayne's office when he worked.

Yes, you knew better than to fool around during his work hours. He was always so focused that nothing you'd ever try would get to him. Plus, you knew he liked taking his time anyways.

So you were content with popping in on his lunch breaks. Watching him focus on his work as he takes a bite every now and then.

"...Say, Zaynie?"

"Yes?" He asks, not looking up from his computer.

"Want a kiss before I go?"

His eyes glance up. Green irises locking in on yours. It was... Rare, that you asked if he wanted a kiss. Normally you'd just peck his cheek, pat his shoulder, and say your goodbyes.

But really, why would he say no?

"...Of course."

"Okay, close your eyes then."

He obliges. Something presses against his lips, before slipping into his mouth. It hits his tongue, and he shakes his head.

"...Chocolate? You said a kiss." Zayne's eyes open, looking up at you as your hand pulls away.

"Yeah, a kiss." You dangle another wrapped, tear shaped piece of candy infront of him before dropping it onto his desk. He frowns.

"...Valentines chocolate in March? If you really wanted to do this... you should've waited a few days for your day to do this."

"My day?" You murmur, tilting your head in confusion.

"Yes, April first. Since you like to act a fool."

"Rude. I was going to kiss you for real, but now I've changed my mind." Grabbing your bag, you put it over your shoulder before walking past him and towards the door.

"...So you're just going to get my hopes up and then leave? And I'm the rude one?"

"Yep, goodbye."

"You don't want me to walk you to the front entrance?"

"Nope."

Zayne sighs, getting up regardless and walking you through the sterilized halls.

"...Are you sure you don't want just one kiss?"

"Mh... well, if you're offering..." You murmur, leaning closer.

You feel foil graze your palm. "...There. You dropped it earlier." He murmurs, before taking a step back. "I'll see you after work, love."

[erenophilic]

"Medicines?" You didn't mean to sound disappointed but you did, taking the packet from Zayne's extended hand and flipping it over to see what it was for.

“It rained yesterday and you forgot your umbrella, so I figured you might need these.” He said in his usual monotone, eyes dropping briefly to the package in your arms. It made you giggle a little. You had expected flowers. But only Dr Zayne Li can show up at your door with cold medicine as a romantic gesture and make it more charming than flowers.

"But you did bring me the umbrella while you were coincidentally passing by." He was doing his thing again—avoiding your eyes as his ears turned the cutest shade of pink. You bit the inside of your cheek to keep from smiling too wide.

“Yes, I think I did.”

“So… ummm… I didn't get wet at all, thanks to you.”

You could see his genius mind working, trying to come up with an excuse. "Humidity carries a lot of pathogens regardless of direct exposure, so I thought it was reasonable to-” he stopped. "Nevermind.”

"Do you think my immune system is that of a Victorian child?"

"I apologise for assuming." He straightened his posture, but you could see the slight tremor in his fingers as he struggled to find somewhere to put his hands.

“So, you do assume that?”

"I'm not trying to imply-"

"What are you trying to imply then, Dr Zayne?"

“You don't have to be so formal, since I'm-” You raise your eyebrow at him, waiting for him to continue. “your boyfriend now.” It sounded strange coming from him like a word he had only ever read and never said out loud. You couldn't help but laugh.

"Then come inside, boyfriend." You pressed a quick kiss to his lips and pulled him through the door before he could overthink it. "and next time just say you want to see me, okay?"

"Okay."

"Good."

"I have flowers in my car.”

[blinkbunni]

Caleb’s sitting on the couch, arm propping his head up resting on the arm rest, and his legs up as he scrolled through his phone.

He can see you peeking from your shared bedroom, yet he pretends to stay busy, flicking his finger like he was reading something. In truth, he wasn’t. His mind was still fixed on the argument you had a few hours prior. He doesn’t even remember how it started. Just that the both of you needed space.

But he began to miss you, well, he always did , and he began to understand your side. He felt guilt that he could’ve handled it better. Still, he say anything, despite feeling your gaze on him after emerging from the room, and your breathing, occasionally hiccuping from sniffles.

He sighed eventually before putting his phone away and looking back at you, giving a gentle smile of reassurance.

“Hey, c’mere.”

And he stretched his arms out wide while you took meek steps before he pulled you down, with a laugh at your yelp and enclosed his arms. He felt warm. Your head rested on his pecs, arms wrapped around his neck as you hummed with him in relief. His legs tangle with yours, and while one hand envelops and traps you from escaping, by your back, the other finds its way underneath your shirt to rub your warm skin.

“I’m sorry.” You mumbled from his chest. His hand found its way to your chin, forcing it gently to look up at him, where tears were still prominent in your eyes.

“I’m sorry too, baby.” “I don’t like it when we fight, ‘leb.” You sniffle and he brings you higher onto his chest, you towering over him as his hands slide to your hips, slightly rubbing and squishing them.

“I don’t like it either pips. But d’you get what I meant earlier?” You nod, not looking at him in the eye. You knew he was right, and it was embarrassing to admit it, but Caleb wouldn’t let you feel embarrassed.

“Y’know gege’s just tryna look out for ya’. But he never wants to make the only person that matters in the world cry.” He murmurs, a thumb sliding up your face and catching a stray tear before bringing your head forward so he could kiss your cheek.

“But.. I see where you were coming from.” He added.

When his kisses stop at your lips, you kiss him back, body melting into him. Caleb would never let you stay upset for long, because you were his universe, and his love <3

[drowsycitrus]

Imagine your f/o(s) doing literally everything in their power to help you with your stomach ache or cramps. Heating pads. Tummy rubs. Kisses. Food. Water. Pain meds. You name it they WILL do it. You cannot stop this hurricane of love you're about to receive. God help us all.

[follylover89]

imagine..

your f/o comforting you after a stressful situation, even if it seems "stupid" that you were stressing in the first place. theyll be here for you, always and forever.