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🪼 nerissa | 20 | she
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𑣲 welcome to my page! english is my second language and i write as a hobby, you may encounter mistakes.
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reader who thinks they yap too much and stops talking mid-convo because they think they’re bothering the li’s
— a yapper who gets told to be quiet too often
𑣲 — yapping with the LIs <3
tags: fluff, a bit of hurt/comfort, yapper reader ofc, sometimes reader is just going on long angry rants, OOC SYLUS! oops AND rafayel, not too much else :P a/n: I'M FINALLY GETTING BACK TO REQUESTS?!! yes, i am. AND IM TRYING MY BEST! cut me some slack 🫰
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Caleb
Your mouth was moving faster than your brain could catch up. You couldn't help it. You always got like this when you were around Caleb.
"Oh my gosh. And guess what?"
"What?" he hummed, back turned to you as he made dinner.
"When I was sitting there, I felt something on my hand, so I looked, right?"
Caleb nodded. "Right."
"And it was a cute little ladybug!"
Caleb made another sound, shoulders flexing as he stirred the pan slightly. "No way. Did you take a picture?"
"I did! Let me show you!" you grinned, already pulling your phone out. And then another though hit you. The cute brown leaf you found in the shape of heart. How could you possibly forget that?
I'M IN TEARS THIS IS SO SWEET
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CALEB ⋆☀︎
𑣲 bring me to tears (nsfw)(fluff)
⤷ ゛his reaction when you cry during sex.
𑣲 growing up with caleb (sfw)(drabbles)
𑣲 no control (nsfw)(headcanon)
𑣲 summer heat (nsfw)
⤷ ゛Caleb feeds you an ice cream bar to help with the heat. He should’ve known how easily your mouth turns him on.
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XAVIER Ი𐑼
𑣲 half your sky (sfw)(fluff)
⤷ ゛you’re burned out and xavier feels helpless, unable to bring back your spark. fortunately he finds an article on the benefits of skin-to-skin contact; he’d try anything if it meant having you back.
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Caleb feeds you an ice cream bar to help with the heat. He should’ve known how easily your mouth turns him on.
“Hurry up, Caleb.” you whine, hands running down his strong arms in desperation, fingertips pressing into the warm muscle as if that might somehow make him move faster.
The afternoon is suffocating, sticky heat that glues your shirt to the small of your back and makes every breath feel heavy. You’re straddling Caleb’s lap, thighs bracketing his hips, chin tilted in a small pout as you wait for him to unwrap the coconut ice cream you’ve been craving the whole day.
He lets out an amused chuckle at your impatient expression, the sound vibrating through your chest. The flush on your cheeks only seems to make him find you more devastatingly cute.
“Shh, be patient you silly girl.” he murmurs, voice all velvet as he peels the foil excruciatingly slow.
You let out another pitiful whine, squirming just enough to make him suck in a quiet breath. Finally, he lifts the pale, frost-kissed bar to your lips.
You don’t even wait for permission, the moment the cold tip touches your mouth you close your lips around it, sucking hard with a relieved moan that you can’t stop. The creamy coconut melts instantly on your tongue, sweet and perfect. You don’t even care that you look pathetic savouring the cool feeling like a starved person.
caleb xia is like. he’s your big brother. he's your mother. he’s your father. he's all you've ever known. he’s you. you're him. where do you end and where does he begin? he’s alive. he’s dead. he’s alive. hes your other half. he loves you. he’s lying to you. he loves you. he's lying to you. he will smother you. he would never hurt you. his hands are so gentle. they’re braiding your hair. they're stroking your cheek. they’re around your wrists. they're around your throat. he would never hurt you. he’s the reason you’re alive. you’re the reason he exists. he's a puppy who was weaned too early and cant stop peeing on the couch. he's pathetic. he's a rabid dog with someone's throat still stuck in his teeth. he makes sure you eat every night. he does the dishes afterwards. he would eat you instead if he could. he would swallow you whole. he made you your favorite drink. why aren't you drinking it? don't you trust him? he's setting you free. he’s locking you away. he's the bird in the cage. you're the dead lizard impaled on his beak. he’s a black hole. you can’t escape. he’s a white hole. you wouldn't even want to.
It’s a need not a want
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half your sky (xaviermc)
you’re burned out and xavier feels helpless, unable to bring back your spark. then he finds an article on the benefits of skin-to-skin contact; he’d try anything if it meant having you back. 2k words
The apartment smells faintly of burnt garlic and rosemary.
You drop your bag by the door, shoulders sagging like wet laundry. The glow from the kitchen is soft, and you can see Xavier’s silhouette hunched over the stove, sleeves pushed to his elbows.
He startles when your keys clink, straightening and wiping flour off his forearm. “You’re early.” He says with a sheepish smile before taking a look at you.
The sight punches the air from his lungs. You look defeated. Hair messy from restless hands, skin a shade paler, dark crescents bruising the skin beneath your eyes. This is the fourth night you’ve come home looking like a ghost of yourself, always the same excuse: “Busiest time of the year. It’ll pass.”
“Orrr I’m late.” he adds, trying to mask his worry. “The chicken was supposed to be golden, not… charcoal-adjacent.”
You manage a tired laugh. “Smells like effort, that counts.”
He plates the slightly crispy rosemary chicken anyway and sets it in front of you like it’s a five-star dish. You eat because he’s watching, because refusing would mean explaining, and you’ve been dodging explanations all week.
“I’m fine,” you’d said this morning, eyes on your phone. “I told you, just busier than normal.”
“I’ll be okay,” you’d murmured last night, curled on the couch with case files spread like a fortress.
Fine, okay, busier. The words are like bricks and he keeps running into them.
Caleb who tries to avoid blowjobs early in your relationship — not because he doesn’t like them but because he knows he’ll cum in less than a minute. One glimpse at your glassy, pleading eyes, lips stretched around him, drool shining at the corners of your mouth, and it’s already game over.
“L–love, please…slow down” He rasps, gently pulling you back by your hair, fingers trembling. You’re barely a minute in and his thighs are already quivering.
You pull off with a wet pop, his slick length brushing your cheek. “Why? Am I doing it wrong?” you ask, voice filled with innocence, thumb stroking the vein pulsing beneath his skin.
Caleb’s breath hitches. The sight alone of your lips swollen and his cock resting heavy against your flushed face could make him spill untouched.
“N–no. It’s just…too much.” He stammers, completely flushed in both embarrassment and pleasure.
"Is that a bad thing?" You smirked as you dragged your tongue in a slow, deliberate circle around his leaking tip, watching his hips jerk involuntarily.
His head snaps back, a broken groan tearing from his throat. The hand in your hair tightens, never actually pushing you or hurting you, just clinging, knuckles white. “Fuck– baby–”
“You are so sensitive” You whispered, lips brushing the slit as you speak. Another flick of your tongue and his curses turn into whimpers. You haven’t even taken half of him and he’s already gone. His eyes are squeezed shut, mouth slack, and his chest heaving like he’s drowning.
When you decided to take more of his length, your other hand helping where you couldn't reach, he sat up in surprise. “P–Pips” he whined, taking a look at your drooling mouth and beautiful eyes who looked back at him. His voice cracks as your throat flutters around him, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes from the stretch. You don’t stop, you can’t — not when he’s unraveling so beautifully.
You hollow your cheeks, bobbing faster as the lewd sounds of your mouth fill the room. His warnings turn frantic. “Baby– move, I’m gonna–”
But you only take him deeper, nails digging into his thigh as you feel him throb against your tongue. His whole body locks up, a choked sob escaping as he comes undone in your throat with hot, thick pulses filling you. You swallow greedily, milking every rope until he’s left begging for you to stop at the overstimulation.
bring me to tears (calebmc).
your boyfriend's reaction when you start crying during sex.
You straddled Caleb’s lap, thighs locked around his waist as he drove into that spot again and again, unraveling you from the inside. He dragged you flush against him, bare chests making contact as he panted deliciously into your ear.
It was too much, too perfect. The pleasure coiled so tight it cracked something open behind your ribs. A small tear left you before you could stop it, not from pain but from the dizzying weight of him. He was alive, solid, here, arms caging you like you were something precious and small even as he thrusted roughly into you.
Your dazed state didn't stop you from feeling embarrassed at the thought of crying during sex, so you bit down on your lip, hard enough to taste copper, and buried your face in his hair. If you didn’t meet his eyes, maybe he wouldn’t notice.
Seconds later he shifted without warning, hands sliding to your hips as he guided you up an inch before reclining deeper into the couch. The new angle punched the air from your lungs, and this time you couldn’t stop the ragged sob that tore out of your chest.
Caleb froze.
His rhythm faltered, then slowed to a cautious roll. “Baby?” The pet name cracked in his throat. He eased you back, palms framing your wet cheeks. “Hey, hey, look at me. Did I hurt you?”
You shook your head frantically, but the tears kept coming, spilling over his thumbs. Words tangled behind your teeth, drowned by hiccupping breaths.
“Talk to me,” he pleaded, voice uncharacteristically tense. You could see the panic flickering in his purple eyes as they searched for yours. “Where? Tell me where it hurts.”
“No I– I” you tried to explain but the sobs that shook your body kept interrupting you. It seemed like one tear was enough to break down everything you had bottled inside, all that burning and aching you had for him exploding at once. You didn’t even know how to put it in words anyways.
His hands stilled on your face, thumbs hovering as if touching you might shatter something fragile. You hadn’t seen that expression on his face for a while – nervous, unsure, even fearful. You could feel him scanning your body, gaze searching every possible bruise he might have left, every place he’d been too eager, too rough. His fingers trembled against your cheeks.
When you didn't answer he started to pull out slow and careful, scared the smallest movement might break you even further. However you locked your ankles behind his back and shook your head again, harder.
“No– no, stay– The words choked off into another sob.
His eyes snapped back to yours, filled with worry. “Then what is it?”
You felt the way his heart hammered against your ribs, frantic. “You’re crying, baby. You’re crying and I can’t–” His voice drops to a rough whisper. “I can’t fix what I can’t see.”
“It doesn’t–” A laugh-sob escaped as you tried again. “Caleb you didn’t hurt me. I just–” You pressed your forehead to his, trembling. “You’re here, you’re real, and... I love you so much it hurts.”
You could see the exact moment the tension in his shoulders melted. He looked back at you with soft eyes, a shaky exhale ghosting across your lips as he swept a fresh tear away.
“Love...” He pulled you back into his chest, one hand cradling the nape of your neck, the other splayed between your shoulder blades like he could shield you from the world. “You know I’m never going anywhere. Not without you.”
His hips stayed still now, grounding you instead of chasing release. You clung to him, face tucked under his jaw, letting the storm pass in the steady drum of his heartbeat against yours. He didn’t say anything, just held you tight and close as you calmed down.
After a while, your breathing evened. He pressed a kiss to your temple. “Better?”
You nodded, sniffling. “Mortified, but better.”
He chuckled, and you almost melted at his beautiful smile. “Crying because it feels too good? That’s definitely a new one.” His fingers traced idle circles on your back. “Next time warn a guy, Pips. Almost gave me a heart attack.”
You huffed a shaky laugh into his skin. “Shut up.”
“Make me,” he murmured, lips brushing your ear. You shivered at his voice, remembering how minutes ago he was nothing but pants and whimpers against your ear.
He rocked you once, slow and deliberate, testing. “Sooo… still with me?”
You answered by tightening your arms around his neck and rolling your hips in return. “Always”
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Growing up with Caleb drabbles.
A colletion of 3 drabbles with young mc and Caleb. (use of gege/meimei)
same bed
At a certain age, Josephine prohibited you and Caleb from sleeping on the same bed. She said you were both getting older and needed to start setting boundaries with each other.
Needless to say, you didn’t take it well, storming out of the room and slamming your door shut.
A few minutes later Caleb was outside, softly knocking as he waited for your reply. “I’m sorry, meimei, I’ll make up for it. We will spend more time together during the day, okay?” He comforted, as he felt his own heart breaking at your disappointment
Still, when you had nightmares or or couldn’t fall asleep, you couldn’t help but quietly barge into Caleb’s room. You would lie besides him, hoping he was asleep. Every time Caleb would sigh, knowing you weren’t supposed to be there, yet completely unable to deny you anything. He’d hold you close, rubbing your belly in soothing motions until you drifted off.
In the mornings he would carry you back to your room, princess-style, before Josephine woke up and you got in trouble.
2. grown up
As a little kid you followed him everywhere, and he would happily comply, holding your hand and bringing you along. You loved your food if it was made by him, loved your oufit if it was put together by him, and even enjoyed your school subjects if they were explained by him.
That was until you started growing up and became a teenager. Suddenly, you were a strong and independent girl who didn’t need his help for anything.
You brushed him off everytime he offered his help, angrily saying “I’m not a baby anymore, Caleb!”. Too encapsulated in your anger, you didn’t notice how much you were breaking your poor gege’s heart.
He tried everything to get his sweet girl back — buying your favorite snacks, loudly playing your favorite movies on the TV, cooking your favorite food and even bribed you with tickets for the amusement park. But every attempt was met with silence or a cold glance.
Still, he never stopped trying. On rainy days, he’d leave an umbrella by your door before you went out. When exams came around, he’d quietly slide a mug of hot cocoa onto your desk.
“Gege, can you help me with this?” you muttered one day, voice trembling just a little. He froze for a second, afraid he’d imagined it. But when he turned around and saw you standing there, he smiled, warm as always. “Yeah” he said, voice barely above a whisper. “Always”
3. first period
Your first period was traumatic. You were at school when you felt a strange sensation that sent you running to the bathroom. Nothing could’ve prepared you for the bloody mess staining your underwear and uniform. You cried softly, unsure of what to do, feeling helpless and in pain.
Caleb always waited for you outside of school. Not wanting him to see the state you were in, you texted “I have cleaning duties today, go ahead without me.”
You should’ve known better—should’ve known Caleb always read through your lies, even over text. A few minutes later you heard his familiar voice calling from outside the bathroom. You opened the door just an inch, your red, puffy eyes peeking through. Concern inmedialtely filled his face “Meimei, are you alright? What happened? Did someone hurt you?”
Embarrassed, you confess in between sniffles “I-I got my first period, a-and my tummy hurts, and my uniform is all stained now”
He stilled for a second before softly sighing in relief and wiping your tears with his thumb “Shh, it’s okay. Wait here, okay? Gege will be back soon” You nodded, trying to calm yourself down.
He ran as fast as he could to the school infirmary, returning a few minutes later with pads and painkillers. When he came back, he handed them to you and waited patiently outside.
Finally you stepped out of the bathroom, looking a mess. Your eyes were tear-stained, hair disheveled from running your hands through it, and slightly hunched over in pain.
He didn’t think twice before wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you close, and gently patting your head. “You’re okay now meimei. We’ll go home and you can rest all you want” You finally felt your heartbeat settle a little.
He lent you his jacket to hide the stain as you headed back. Once home, he gave you a small lecture about the menstrual cycle — everything he’d learned just for you — and then spoiled you for the rest of the day with your favorite sweets and extra cuddles.
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