Two Paper Airplanes Flying

An aesthetic and writing blog for CalebMC from Love and Deepspace

[soulsingularity]

Feel the chronic Synergy

Aesthetic, headcanon, and writing blog for Caleb & MC from Love and Deepspace (occasional Caleb/MC/Rafayel). I play in EN but follow the original CN trope. Incest/pseudo-incest will be present here. Sideblog so I can't follow back, sorry, but I am open to asks and messages!

The silent bind Eternity

[empyreau]

Funeral

The cicadas' screeching echoed across the expanse of the cemetery, the only sound that carried on the day's hot air. The only one to hear their shrill chorus stood at the foot of a fresh grave. With his head tilted downwards the brim of his cap hid the look that still remained upon his face. A look he had down to a science.

The funeral had been well attended and Caleb had caught enough concerned and sympathetic stares to last for the rest of his life. To each one he'd simply given a nod and knew they must have been thinking how brave, how strong he was. The Farspace Colonel pushing through such immeasurable grief at the loss of someone so close, so close.

Close enough to still smell her scent, to taste her skin.

There had been no body to bury. No fragment of bone, no scrap of skin, no clipping of hair. Just a box of mementos set deep in the dark below the earth with the weight of everyone still alive pushing down.

Everyone still alive.

He resisted the urge to crack a smile, keeping the corners of his mouth set firmly in line with the rest of it. Caleb was supposed to be somber, unwavering, a rock in the midst of a furious current. He could feel the sweat beading on his brow turn to thin rivulets down his face but still he did not move. Even the heat of the sun against his black uniform couldn't sway him.

Lifting his gaze he could see a lone black car parked up the hill, waiting for him to steel himself and come back. But he continued to stare and as he stared he watched the sole officer standing by give a salute before getting into the car to drive away.

Yes, leave me alone to mourn in peace.

As soon as he knew the area was clear, Caleb gave a small bow to the pristine headstone and turned away. An unhurried pace carried him to a large tree a couple hundred feet away and upon stepping beneath its welcome shade he removed his cap to reveal a wide grin. Finally, a crack in the facade.

"That might be the biggest con this place had ever seen. Whatcha think, pipsqueak?" Bright purple eyes traveled upward to peer between the branches until they fell upon her. The one who should be six feet under that freshly upturned dirt. The one whom he conceived the whole grand idea for and with. She was here, alive, and now had nothing more about this world to worry about. He was all she'd ever need now and it made him feel light. It made him feel free. For both of them.

Tucking his cap beneath one arm Caleb removed the black leather glove from the other hand and held it up in offering. He even chuckled as he could feel the path in front of them open wider than it ever had been before. "Let's get out of here, yeah? Just you and me."

[mournfulroses]

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Susan Huntington featured in "Open Me Carefully: Emily Dickinson’s Intimate Letters to Susan Huntington Dickinson,"

[snowvee]

──── 𝑯𝑰𝑫𝑫𝑬𝑵 𝑾𝑨𝑽𝑬𝑺

╰ 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒃 LOVE AND DEEPSPACE

REQUESTED BY: anonymous

[snowvee]

⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄ 𝑭𝑨𝑹𝑺𝑷𝑨𝑪𝑬 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑴𝑭𝑨𝑳𝑳 ╰ 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒃 LOVE AND DEEPSPACE LANDSCAPE

[snowvee]

──── 𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑻𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑻𝒀'𝑺 𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺

╰ 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒃 LOVE AND DEEPSPACE: MORTALITY'S TENDERNESS

[soulsingularity]

I go back and forth on whether or not I like PapalebMC having a kid. On one hand I just like Papaleb spoiling MC rotten as his one-and-only daughterwife. On the other hand I just like CalebMC having a kid in general (and why not add one taboo on top of another).

Like it's fun to think about MC passing Caleb off as like a sugar daddy/just a much older boyfriend when she needs to, but I don't know if I'd want to put them through pretending something like "my daughter got pregnant by some douche who up and left."

Although Caleb being a girl dad for a second time is hitting my thoughts pretty good now.

[soulsingularity]

More applefishmc where Caleb is going away on a mission for a little while and he's saying goodbye to MC. Rafayel is standing a few steps away looking half alive because MC made him wake up early to say goodbye also.

Caleb's all cute with MC but then turns more serious when he addresses Rafayel, telling him to take good care of her. Rafayel yawns and lazily salutes him saying, "Right-O, Colonel."

Caleb's face softens as he steps closer to put Raf's arm and hand in the right position for a salute. He doesn't say anything and goes to turn away until he spots his aviators poking out of the pocket of Rafayel's lounge pants.

"Oh yeah, can't be taken seriously as a colonel if you forget these." Rafayel catches himself smirking in the lenses' reflection as he slips them onto Caleb's face.

[mournfulroses]

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Emily Fowler Ford, featured in The Letters of Emily Dickinson

[malwa1216]

Homecoming Wings ➔ 01-01 Inflirtation

[soulsingularity]

I’m just obsessed with the idea of Caleb being so obsessed with MC that he wants to lap up the taste of her wherever it might be. So he makes out with Rafayel to taste her blood after he bit her too hard. Then he sucks his dick to taste her pussy.

[stairwaytoheavenmp3-archive]

[soulsingularity]

A Caleb x MC idea inspired by this fanart on Twitter

MC works at a private, highly hush-hush facility (think weapons, prototype aircraft, communications, etc.) as security. Everyone who works there keeps to themselves and to their personal appointed tasks/to-dos so she finds her job patrolling the halls late at night into the early morning to be very easy, very unstimulating. She's highly trained in combat and what to do in a myriad of situations but she wonders if they just put her through that to see if her petite self could take down someone twice her size. With the facility as remote and heavily guarded from the outside as it is, what real use do they need for her?

It's a few months into her job and as she's watching the security cameras she sees a figure pacing one of the hallways. He seems to be in uniform, but it's a uniform that she hasn't seen before. Yet nonetheless it looks familiar . . . Once she reaches the hallway to investigate she doesn't see anyone, however the air smells stale and gives an odd sensation of both hot and cold at the same time. She feels a smooth, gloved hand start to close around her neck from behind but it's gone as soon as she spins around with her weapon drawn.

She doesn't tell anyone about her experience but she does some digging on her own. She finds out from old layouts of the building that that hallway used to lead to another part of the facility but it had been sealed off years ago. Over the next night she goes back to investigate that area and looks around that dead end. It was sealed well but she can still tell where the doors used to be as the tiled floor doesn't line up quite right.

The following night she has a notebook ready to actually write down some details but that same camera that had the figure flickers and she's able to see his face. It sends a shot of fear through her as she remembers seeing that same face in her digging. The face of a young man who (along with a few others) had perished in a simulation "accident". She hears him rap on the door, the sound of his knuckles muffled by pristine leather gloves.

When she gives no answer his crackling voice comes over the PA system in her office, one that is heavy and pauses often for a breath. "I know you're in there . . . I know you want to come out but I can't let you do that . . . I can't have you poking around alone where you shouldn't be . . . Ahh, those bastards . . . I know what they're trying to do with you . . . They'll never quit, no matter how this ends . . . They won't take you from me again . . ."

She steps towards the door and presses her ear against the metal. A sudden sense of vertigo takes over and before she passes out she hears, "If you really want to know . . . I'll have to show you myself..." He's suddenly inside the room, then, looming over her and the space around him appears distorted. "I'll have to make you remember . . ."

(noncon & body horror below)

Caleb messing with MC's mind/memories and time surrounding her so much that she becomes unstable and has to be sedated for a while. He finds his way to her room and sits at her bedside. Her heart monitor's beeps give him a sort of comfort that here she is very much alive. He takes her hand and strokes each finger one by one, then moving on to her palm. "You're not the you that was mine before . . . but we can work on that..."

And he starts to kiss her fingers, the inside of her wrist. Up to her neck he kisses around the neckline of the hospital gown. Her jawline. Finally ending at her mouth he first presses soft kisses to her lips. The beeping is the only thing he hears, constant and steady. She's not moving to kiss him back or responding to him at all but that's ok. He needs to do this, to make up for their lost time. With every deeper kiss, every nibble at her skin her breathing remains unchanged while his gets harder, more desperate as if the oxygen in the room is running out. He uses his Evol to place her hand upon his cheek, makes her run her fingers through his hair.

As he gets more involved and less in control the immediate space around them begins to distort and shift. He hikes the bottom of the hospital gown up to her waist, leaving behind bloody fingerprints on the fabric. Bright red saliva trails between their mouths and dangles from their lips in ruby drops after each hungry kiss. Once Caleb removes his jacket, large swaths of his skin has turned a bruised purple. It starts to tear in places down to the muscle and the sound of bones fracturing ad lib to the monitor beeps. The hands that clutch and caress her as he takes her begin to fray down to the very minutest of blood vessels. His body tearing apart as it had done that time before when he'd saved her from the same fate.

When the forces now beyond his control finally rip him away everything is as it was, except for the blotches of blood soaked through the once clean hospital gown.

[t-lostinworlds]

CALEB: You're always a fast learner… I didn't teach you that…

LOVE AND DEEPSPACE — Lingering Lust

↳ XAVIER | RAFAYEL | ZAYNE | SYLUS | CALEB

[niisancomplex]

哥哥会依着你,但夏以昼是个混蛋

Gege will spoil you, but Xia Yizhou is a jerk. That line lives rent free in my head.

[moongravesblog]

Caleb sketch for all the meimeis here

It's been a while since my last personal drawing, please forgive me ahah

[smokepotgivetop]

✶   CALEB : NETHER YEARNING ⸻ LOVE & DEEPSPACE . ( 1 / 3 )