#yanderezayne

[lazarusrisingx]

caleb coded, you can fight with yourselves in the comments

[lazarusrisingx]

my HC for yandere!zayne is that zayne himself is not really a yandere, but dawnbreaker zayne is 1000000000% a yandere.

your telling me this man has only gotten to have glimpses of MC through zayne and has only ever expeireinced hardship and having to kill the ones he loves????

yall think he would be able to act NORMAL when he realizes he has a chance to save MC and have her again?

yall think he would be able to handle himself and not become utterly obssesed with MC after seeing how soft and sweet she is to zayne? how angry he would get that shes not paying attention to him if he could ever be in the same timeline as MC?

bro would be stalking manipulating killing and beating anyone who got near her that wasnt him.

yes i will be writing this and yes its going to be full of angst teehee

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i need LADS moots who also enjoy dddne and yandere shit and trauma kink girlies and boys and theys so we can thirst over our men and talk abt the fucked up headcanons we got for them PLEASE!!! 18+ only MDNI and im only interested in friends, besties even, but not people looking for something else i got a mans

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Dreams.

The light of zaynes life was his dreams.

The sky above him was a hollow grey color. Clouds hung heavy in the atmosphere, begging to release a swell of rain. The wind rippled through the trees, breathing an unsettling chill into the surrounding area. Rubble surrounded him, an old grocery store he had frequently seen while asleep. The remnants of an old and yellowed sale sign lay on the ground at his feet, contrasted with the normally soot blackened and rock strewn ground around it.

He could remember what it looked like, or shouldve looked like.

Bright white lights making it seem like a beacon to late night dwellers. Snacks lining the shelves stacked neatly, chilly beverages with sales displayed on the glass doors covering them. In that place, the only chilly air was when you opened a cooler to pull out a refreshing drink.

Zayne peered behind him, the sound of wanderers wildly roaming the streets was constant. Today was no different, but strangely they were much quieter. As if they were waiting. Saving their breath for a symphony they would sing later.

It had him on edge, a hand resting on the pistol on his hip, an extra cartridge of bullets hidden in one of his coat pockets.

But for now, he had some exploring to do.

Zayne stepped over rubble, flashes of his dream coming to him like some sort of sick deja vu. He held her hand as the two of them walked across a neat concrete path. A beautiful smile beaming up at him. Zayne couldnt hear her voice. Not last night for some reason.

He followed a similar path, his hand itching with how lonely it had felt.

The glass doors had been long shattered, and inside this tiny convenience store no lights illuminated it. The white shelves were tossed and knocked over. Old rotting food made a sickly sweet stench fill the air nearly making Zayne gag. He imagined it smelled far better in his dream. Like lavender cleaning soap and cooking hot dogs on the rollergrill.

He walked to the back. he had taken her to get sweets. Chocolates to be exact. Zayne couldnt figure out if the two were actually dating yet. She was always around that doctor though. Always popping in at his office. Always bringing him sweets.

Zaynes heart skipped over a beat as his fist clenched.

What had he done differently than that man? What had he done to lose her? To have to be the one to…

There was a quiet scuffling inside of the store, the tiny squeak of mice made Zayne jump slightly. A metal can rattled off to the side as the animal pitter pattered away from the tall man.

He had made his way to the exact shelf the two had stood at.

It was toppled over. He let out a disappointed sigh as he stared at the scattered bits of candy, some of it busted open and smeared along the floor. Some of it still intact. She must have really enjoyed this stuff. Her eyes had lit up like fireworks when the doctor had given to her.

He slowly crouched on the ground, a deafening screech made him cringe as he pushed the metal shelving to the side, searching for the specific candy bar.

Zaynes hands grasped the dark foil wrappers, bringing them close to his face to try and makeout the faded words on the packaging, turning them around to check for holes. He had eaten enough expired food since the event to not really care about expiration dates.

Anything to feel close to her.

Finally, to his happiness, he had found it.

A dark chocolate wafer bar with strawberry cream. There was a heart on the package, no wonder she had seemed so excited to have this. It mustve been… romantic.

A pain throbbed in his chest as he looked away for a moment. His eyes slowly closed as he thought back to his memories to her.

Of course it wasnt long before they were ruined. Before he was remember what he had to do to her.

Frost began to spread over the ground as his hands began to shake. The bar inside his hands became hard and icey.

He let out a sharp breath, cursing himself.

Zayne slowly stood up as he made his way out of the store as the walls began to turn frosty.

The doctor never had this type of reaction. The doctor always seemed in control.

If he was to ever get to her, would she even bother to give him a chance?

A dark cloud swam over Zaynes eyes. What he wouldnt give to be that doctor. What he wouldnt give to feel her skin on himself. Not in the dream.

He stopped walking once he passed the bright yellow sign.

Something was off about the atmosphere now.

Instead of the faint cries of wanderers, it was silent.

Dead silent. He would be able to hear a pin drop.

Zaynes hand wrapped tightly around the frozen bar, tucking it into his breast pocket, close to his heart. It was like doing this would keep her with him. Keep her close.

He turned in a full circle, glancing up at the sky above him. There was definitely a wanderer nearby. And a large one if it was silencing the others.

The clouds moved at a faster pace above him. The rain would hit soon, and it would be a torrential downpour.

Time was of the essence then.

Zayne sighed quietly. It wasnt easy to do, but when the wanderer was powerful enough you could feel tension in the air. As if the molecules were excited by its very presents. With her, Zayne wouldnt have to assume which direction it was in. She would help him.

His eyes opened, it was either to the north or south. The feelings were faint, sort of like a tug to the gut. But a guessing game wasnt something he had time for. Usually, if it didnt look as if the sky was about to let loose the wrath of heaven, he would have time to track it, to make a mistake.

Not today. Today he would bring it to him. Getting rained on wasnt awful. But he was quite a long ways away from his safe house. And trudging through the mud and muck would mean he would need to find a way to take a shower. Which was not easy to do now.

Zayne pulled out his gun, looking down and picking up that neon yellow sign from before. The tin was flexible and wobbled slightly. Rust traversed the back of it like moss. He set it against the wall of the store and took a few steps away. In the dead silence anything would be able to hear noise from miles away.

The wind had begun to pick up around him, whipping his hair in all directions. He smoothed it back and calmly trained his gun at the now propped up sign. He emptied one, two, three bullets into it.

The sound of tin shredding and the gunshot rang in his ears unpleasantly. He cringed at the screech it made, and stayed silent. Listening, waiting.

Silence.

Dead silence.

Frustration built in the back of his throat.

Another gunshot rang out as the wind picked up once more. Shrapnel from the sign fell like ruined snowflakes to the concrete. His bullets making a tinkling sound like bells as the cases ejected themselves.

Silence again.

But the tension in the air began to build.

That feeling like static that had built up on a balloon.

The hair on the back of his neck and arms began to stand on end. Zaynes body tensed as he whipped his head in either direction, trying to listen for the heavy footsteps he knew was coming.

But nothing came.

“Come on!” he finally yelled.

He aimed at the sign again, the wanderer was close but it was moving silently. He prayed it wasnt another invisible one. Those were always god awful to try and beat. It exhausted his evol trying to freeze a portion of it to be able to catch a glimpse of where it would run.

He began to squeeze the trigger, ready to fire off another shot.

Zaynes feet left the ground as a massive clap of thunder shook the ground.

He was thrown atleast 10 feet over the concrete, grunting as his arms and hands had gravel and rubble driven into them.

A earth shattering screech came, as the clouds parted above a purple glowing ball soaring down to the earth.

He scrambled across the ground, a string of curses leaving him as Zayne threw himself out of the way of the impact site. The creature landed on the ground, the air around him becoming excited. On his back, he caught a glimpse of it for a moment, large bat like wings with rips and shreds through them spread wide. Dark purple scales covered what looked like a mutilated bears body, its snout elongated and filled with jutting sharp teeth. Claws and spines covered its arms and legs, some with blood and with flesh still clinging to them.

It was triple the size of Zayne. With a bright purple protocore throbbing in the middle of its chest.

Eyes like amethyst focused on the man in front of it, and a screech like a knife dragging on glass left its mouth.

Zayne scrambled to the side as it began to charge him, but his movements were slow, as if he was moving through molasses. The very air itself seemed to still wherever it was.

Frost coated the ground around zayne as he dragged his hands over ground, the monster landed on the icy patch, its claws giving it a little more traction as it slid across, away from him. As it got farther away, Zayne was able to move quicker. He scrambled to his feet, trying to create distance between him and the beast.

He nearly tripped over his feet from the odd change in speed as he backed away, his gun raised as he unloaded a few bullets in its direction.

The beast spun around to him, lunging forward.

His bullets froze in mid air, or rather, began moving at a snails pace as they shot forward.

Zayne looked in horror, beginning to back up as the monster staggered towards him. Its hulking frame was barely supported by its mutated body parts, making it move slower than he would expect. Another awful screech came out, and a glow began to form at its mouth.

Zayne lunged out of the way as a beam of bright purple energy came shooting towards him. Trails of ice shot up from the ground, creating a wall of spikes around the beast.

He continued to try and make distance, looking around the environment, this may be a fight he loses. The only chance he had was to force the beast to impale itself on something. His bullets would be useless against it.

Wherever the beam landed objects were sucked towards it, not being destroyed, but more of disappearing into the ball of black energy that formed by the ground.

He looked back at the beast, which was charging up again.

Zayne stomped on the ground, ice shooting forward and curving around the beast, it wouldnt do much but buy him time, obstructing him from view.

He had to retreat.

Frost climbed its way up his one of his hands and shoulders, the pain burning into him and making him gasp, it wasnt the first time and it wouldnt be the last.

He made a wide curve around the beast, stumbling slightly from the ice that was now creeping over his leg, making him move sluggishly.

Zayne glanced back, just to see the beast launching itself into the air. Futily, he pointed his gun up at it, firing the rest of his bullets towards it. Some of them wildly missing, others stopping completely just inches from its protocore. Now that it was up in the air he could feel pressure from above him, trying to stop his movements.

He lowered himself, trying to reduce the effect of the evol as he raced to get into cover.

Another clap of thunder sounded, as rain began to pour from the sky, the droplets halting within ten feet of the beast. It was helpful to know exactly how wide of an aura this beast had around it, but still it didnt help.

The rain froze and tinkled to the ground when it came closer to Zayne, and an idea formed in his mind.

He stopped retreating, aiming a hand up at the beast. He didnt need to hit it, just get his evol close enough to freeze the rain around it.

A flurry of ice formed in his palm and blasted outwards, he grunted as frost and ice crawled faster along his legs and hands. The flurry he sent raced to the beast, freezing droplets around it turning them into thin spikes of ice. A smile formed on his face. If the beast dropped down again it would send those spikes right into itself. They would be like little shards of glass. Not effective, but they would hurt like hell. Dpending on how much damage the wanderer received to its protocore, it should cause power fluctuations.

His one hand was joined by his other as he stumbled backwards, another blast of freezing ice shot out towards it, he aimed right under it, trying to ensure any form of landing would cause it to impale itself.

The beast screeched at him. Preparing another beam not far away. Zayne dove for cover as it less loose, sweeping the ground a few feet in front of him. He felt the pull of whatever energy mass it created for itself; it wasnt strong, but it made it even harder to move, sliding him slowly towards it.

As if exhausted, the beasts wings made a half flap, before it began to fall out of the air.

Another boom of thunder shook the ground under Zayne, he was scrambling to bring himself out of the gravity of the energy ball, only knowing his little plan had worked when he heard an awful pained screeching from the beast in front of him.

The ground shook again as it landed, half of its body landing on the old ice wall he had created before, the spikes shoving themselves deep into its belly, the other frozen drops of rain suddenly began to race down onto it, dropping down and impaling themselves into its hide.

Thick, oily purple blood leaked from its wounds as it howled in pain. One particularly large spike had landed on the side of its protocore, tearing the tender skin surrounding it, letting a torrent of blood slosh to the ground around it. The aura around it was still flickering and fluctuating, droplets of rain splashed and froze around it now.

Zayne lifted his pistol and fired off a few rounds, the bullets stuttering and flying forward as if never being frozen. He put down the gun and sent another blast of ice into the air above it, fat droplets of rain turning into thicker peices of spiky ice.

The creature struggled and gnashed its pointed teeth as more ice began to impale itself at different intervals into it, the more landed inside of it, the more the field around it began to fluctuate and allow more openings for attacks.

Zayne staggered further away from it. His legs now stiff and covered in frost. He sucked in a pained breath as he stopped trying to kill the beast. The pair writhed on the ground together, Zayne trying to calm his nearly out of control evol, and the beast trying to unimpale itself from those thick ice spikes.

Rain turned to ice around him, shattering as it landed on the ground, pricking his numbed limbs painfully.

“Im sorry… but you-you cant live.” Zayne muttered to the beast.

He dragged himself up to his knees, this wasnt his worst fight by far, but it would be in his top three, and definitely reminded him why he needed to bring protofield dampeners with him no matter the monster he would eventually hunt. This could all be solved easily with one. But he was stupid enough to forget it.

He held onto the wrist of his nearly stiff and frozen arm, letting out a cry of pain as he forced the limb to point towards the beast. It was because of her that he had this much resolve. Watching her pass, from his own hands, created a deep hatred for wanderers. For anything that reminded him of the event that had turned his life upside down.

Zayne could see her face, filled with pain and eyes full of tears as she had begun to turn into a wanderer. He remembered her words. Her voice echoed in his head as she had slowly turned. Those last words had never left him. And every time he heard a wanderer, or saw one, he thought of her. Thought of the fact that, if that event had never happened, if these things had never come to earth he would never have had to do this. It filled his heart with a sickening rage.

He sneered at the beast.

“You, your a blight on this world.” he said.

A glow began to form in the beasts mouth once more, pointed directly at him.

Zayne let out a cruel harsh laugh, frost gathering around his arm, whoever could charge faster would win this battle. A battle against time.

He shut his eyes, thinking back to his dreams. The picture of her face floated over his eyelids. Her beautiful smile, plushies held in her hands, a bit of chocolate smeared on her cheek after messily eating a dessert.

What he wouldnt give to see her. What he wouldnt give to be near her. What he wouldnt give to hold her tightly. Given the chance, he would never let her go. He would never let her leave his sight.

Power shot out of his hands, this blast stronger than the others, as if the very thought of her strengthened him.

The beast screeched, half of the spikes reached it, but it was only half the spikes that Zayne needed in order to peirce its protocore.

The wanderer writhed and shreaked and bled. Dark purple fluid pouring from its chest, splashing and flooding the concrete around it. The protocore in its chest began to glow brightly as it was cracked open, purple light illuminating the rain soaked ground around them.

Zayne fell forward, screaming in pain as his limbs began to contract and freeze. Tears sprung into his eyes as the man writhed on the ground in front of the beast. It wasnt long before his own screams of pain were joined with the beast in front of him as it slowly bled.

However, unlike the usual wanderer, the beast did not slowly fade out and leave its protocore. Instead, it only began to glow bright and brighter, until bright lilac was all that illuminated Zaynes vision.

He panted and attempted to stand, but it was impossible. He was stuck in place.

Would it explode? It wasnt often that a protocore would continue to build power after it was cracked. Zayne hadnt even thought about this little fact, or that he was merely a few feet in front of it now.

He shut his eyes as the light began to glow brighter, an odd tug at his limbs, and heat building around the monster let him know that this was definitely the end.

If that was so, he would die thinking about something he loved.

Her smile, her cheery face, took over his eyelids.

“Dr. zayne, dont you think you should calm down on eating so many sweets?” She teased.

“Mmmm, as a doctor myself, i know that it is not a pressing matter.” he responded.

She shook her head, leaning forwards and touching his jaw. The way her hands cupped his cheeks made Zayne burn with jealousy. It should be him. It wouldve been him.

The lilac glow brought him even closer, and heat wrapped around his body, suffocating him. He choked on the impossibly warm air, just barely able to bring up the image of her face as he choked out a few more words.

“I love you… i love you my darling girl… let him care for you as much as i do…”

And the world went dark around him.

if youve made it this far i just wan tto say THANK YOU!!! this is my

first official chapter of a yandere story. its gonna be a bit of a slow burn maybe???? im really drunk and i got progressively more drunk when writing this but yeah!! hope this lived up to your expectations and youll read the coming chapters

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homecoming Pt1

tw: yandere themes, MC freaks out on caleb, mentions of guns, slight angst for a moment, NSFW mentions, masturbation mentioned, stalking behaviour, violence, surveilance, mentions of boners

uhhhhh i think thats it!

also this is unedited :p

summary: Caleb comes home

its been so long since ive written, and i ended up busting my eardrums today so im not feeling to great but thats alright

theres gonna be a second part here soon!

ill also try not to dissapear like i did before!! things have been crazy!!

anyways lemme know what yall think

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The light in the hallway buzzed loudly, annoying the hell out of caleb and making it hard for him to think. His stomach was twisted in knots his heart kept fluttering faster with every step he took towards the apartment door.

Today was the day.

It had been so long since he had spoken to you. Not so long since he had seen you. Caleb had never stopped his surveillance of you and your home. From the moment he was able to he would leave his base of operation, don a disguise, and seek you out. He had seen you battling wanderers, investigating crime scenes, getting dinner after late night missions.

During those moments he would think of what he would say to you. How would he explain where he has been? How can he tell you that he has never stopped thinking of you? What would he say when you opened the door he was now standing in front of?

The sudden click and turn of a doorknob behind him made Caleb jump. An elderly women stepped out of her apartment, giving him a smile and a nod of her head as she passed by him.

Caleb turned back to the door. How would you react to seeing him? Would you be angry? Happy? Sad? He hoped you would be happy. He so badly wanted to be the one making you smile again.

He raised an arm, hesitating on knocking. Dozens of anxious thoughts swirled in his mind making him dizzy. His heart hammered in his chest and a thin layer of sweat sprouted along his brow.

Caleb cursed at himself. He was a fighter pilot, he had been shot out of the sky and survived and here he was getting anxious about knocking on a door.

He took a deep breath, adjusted the hat on his head and dusted his uniform off one more time, before biting the proverbial bullet and knocking on your door.

It felt like hours. The buzzing of lights above him was unbearably loud.

Had he come when you werent home?

He reached forward, and knocked again, a bit louder this time. Although it was late at night he knew that you were awake and home. You were always home at this time. Caleb leaned towards the door and pressed his ear to it. He could hear the muffled voice of a television.

Caleb sighed, and this time pounded on the door.

He was getting frustrated. Were you ignoring him? Did you know he was standing out here waiting for you? Were you trying to punish him for leaving by ignoring him?

He bit the inside of his cheek, his blood was running cold as his mind began to race even more. Maybe what he thought was the television, was actually someone else. Had you moved on from him? Had you forgotten all the promises the two of you made to eachother? Had you forgotten him already?

“Coming!”

The sound of your voice dragged him back to reality. He let out a breath that he had been holding, and the anger in his body slowly bled out.

The sound of the television shut off suddenly, and the lock jiggled on the door. Calebs whole body stiffened, he stood up straight, snatched his hat off his head and tucked it under his arm, and wiped imaginary dust from his uniform jacket once again.

“Hi-

You stopped midsentence. Staring at him.

Caleb opened his mouth to speak, but no sounds came from him. Seeing you in front of him now left him to stunned to speak. You were so beautiful. So breathtaking. His heart pounded madly in his chest as he searched your face.

You looked confused. Then your eyes narrowed and you took a step back, leaving the door open.

“W-what the hell?” you said.

One hand reached down to your hip, resting on the pistol holstered at your side.

“W-wait wait-” caleb began, taking a step towards you.

Your chest rose and fell quickly, face suddenly ashen, eyes wide in shock.

“Is this some kind of joke who are you!” you yelled.

He heard the quiet snap of the leather strap that held your pistol in place being unbuttoned, the click of the safety coming off the gun as you drew it halfway from its holster.

“Its me Y/n! Caleb, its me its-”

“No… no caleb died, what are you huh? A shapeshifting evolver?” she asked.

There was nothing soft about her voice. It cut through calebs heart like a knife.

He threw his hands up hat falling to the floor. This was not what he was expecting. He thought you would run into his arms. That you would cry from happiness and hug him. Not pull a gun on him. Had his pipsqueak become so untrustful in his time away?

You raised the gun to be level with his chest, cocking it. But caleb saw how your hands trembled.

You were scared.

“Pipsqueak, i can explain everything just… just put the gun down okay im not a shapeshifting evolver im not here to hurt you its really me. Its Caleb.” Caleb said quickly.

You flinched at the use of that nickname. Anger searing in your eyes as your lips turned down in a sneer. You stared with so much hate and anger. It burned Caleb to see that. You had never looked at him with anything but softness, your eyes were always so kind looking, what had happened to you? How could you carry so much anger and distrust for him? How couldnt you tell he was who he said he was. It was painful. Caleb hated it. It made him angry at you. He knew it was wrong, but this wasnt supposed to happen like this. You werent supposed to react this way.

You raised the gun further up, aiming to his forehead, your finger twitched over the trigger. Caleb had to act quickly. This was about to end very badly for him.

He moved fast, taking a huge step towards you and snatching barrel of the pistol and twisting it out of you hand. With his other arm he snatched your freehand and dragged you towards him. A panicked yelp left your mouth, something that made his heart break to know he had cause.

He pushed your arm behind your back, forcing you to face the apartment and pushing your back to his chest.

“Get off me! Help, HELP!”

Caleb began to panic. He slammed a hand over your mouth and slammed the door shut behind himself before turning and pushing you up against it, letting go of your pinned arm and caging you up against the door.

he didnt want to do this. He felt awful. He just needed you to calm down. Out of everything he thought would happen, this was not one of the scenarios he had ran through in his head.

Caleb leaned down, having to bend his knees slightly to be able to peer into your eyes. They were watery and scared looking. Your body trembled against his as one of your hands pushed at his chest.

Your skin was still as soft as he remembered it. Even though his hand was clamped over your mouth he reveled in the feeling of your skin on his fingertips. Months, he had waited months for this moment. And it was nothing like he had imagined. His own eyes burned and his heart felt heavy with sadness. He didnt want you to look so scared.

“Pipsqueak, i promise its me. Please, please trust me i promise.” he said quietly.

You clamped your eyes shut a tear trailing out of one of them, and your hand relaxed on trying to push him away.

Caleb took a shaky breath, his hand leaving your mouth and gently wiped a tear from your cheek. His own eyes were beginning to sting from seeing you cry like this. Caleb glanced down, seeing how your legs had began to shake.

“Hey hey now, come here come here.” he murmured softly, his arm wrapped around your waist and bent down, hooking his other arm behind your legs and lifted you up.

This felt right. You felt perfect against his body. The way your head drooped onto his shoulder, your hand trailed over his chest making his skin tingle.

“Caleb?” you finally said. The way your voice cracked and trembled, so full of sadness and confusion, made his heart stop for a moment.

Caleb glanced down as he walked the familiar layout of your apartment. He had watched you in here so many times.

Your hands squeezed his shoulder and your breath quickened. Caleb walked to your couch just as you began to fully cry.

He sat back on the couch, holding you in his arms as you squirmed and threw your arms around his neck, your face pressed into his chest as you began to sob loudly.

“You were dead! You were dead caleb how! How is this real? I-i-i-i”

You broke into another horribly loud round of sobbing. Even through his uniforms jacket your tears bled onto his shirt and dampened his skin. He wrapped his arms tightly around you, hugging you firmly.

“You and grandma, you both were-were-were dead!” you sobbed.

Caleb squeezed his eyes and rubbed circles on your back, beginning to gently rock the two you back forth. The sound of your sobs was terrible. It struck him deep to his core. He never thought of exactly how much pain had been caused from his ‘death’. He always hoped you never truly thought he was dead. He always thought you still held hope that he was alive.

“Gran is… gran is gone… but im not i promise. Im right here.” caleb whispered into the top of your head. He pressed his cheek to the girls forehead, feeling her breath fan over his neck as she gasped for air between sobs.

“Calm down Y/n. take a deep breath, calm down. its okay now im right here pipsqueak.” he said gently.

She grew quiet for a moment. Body still trembling from how hard she had been crying. Slowly, she took a shivering breath and leaned alittle back from him. She had a fistful of his shirt, and slowly let go of it. For a moment her eyes darted around his face, studying him. One of her hands slowly went up, brushing against calebs cheeks, then his neck. She ran her hand through his hair and down the back of his neck.

“Your bigger.” she said quietly.

Sadness had left her eyes. Her face was blotchy red and tear stained now. He hadnt seen her cry for a long time and it felt like a knife was twisting in his heart.

“I… i am yes.” caleb responded.

It wasnt something he had thought about. His training made him bulk up exponentially.

“Im really not going crazy am i?” y/n asked after a moment.

Her other hand cupped his cheek, pulling his face down towards hers. You peered deep into his eyes as if searching for something.

Caleb had to look away for a moment. The intensity of your gaze became to much. He reached into his pocket, and slowly pulled out a thin chain. You glanced down and recognized it as the necklace you had given to him.

“You arent crazy.” caleb said, letting the chain dangle in front of you.

Your hand left his cheek, and trailed over his arm, an odd look on your face.

“Your arm? Do you have a metal plate for protection?” she asked quietly.

Caleb looked away. It was hard for him to get the words out, so he simply let your fingers pry the glove from his now robotic hand. He always wore a glove on this hand, but didnt wear one on the other. He didnt like looking at the chunky metal limb now fused to his body. He didnt want to scare you by showing it to you either.

“Caleb…”

He looked down, you held his metal hand in yours, running your fingers along with ridges of the joint.

“The explosion… i lost it in the explosion.” caleb said quietly.

A look of sadness once again passed over the girls face. She took Calebs real hand in hers, measuring the weight and comparing the sizes of their hands together. His hands eclipsed hers. Her hand was a few inches bigger than his palm, making caleb chuckle quietly.

“What?” the girl asked glancing up at him.

Caleb shook his head, running his fingertips over the palm of your hand and down your forearm. New battle scars and fading bruises, but the way your skin felt was the same. Soft and supple. He closed his hand around your forearm, squeezing a bit before letting go.

“Your still a pipsqueak after all this time.” caleb teased gently.

He glanced down at your face, his lips twiting into a smile at the sight of your now narrowed eyes.

“I just got done sobbing and your already making fun of me.” the girl retorted.

It only made caleb smile more, his hand traveling to your bicep and giving it a little pinch.

“Oh well, maybe you put on bit of muscle but, i think ive got you beat still.” he continued.

You reached up and flicked his forehead.

“Hey! Is that how you welcome me home! No fair!” caleb whined, rubbing the sore spot on his head.

He reached forward and gave your hair a gentle tug.

“Oh dont even start on that ‘welcome home’ bullshit Caleb you have a lot of explaining to do.” the girl said.

She began to shift, Caleb didnt realize until now that she was straddling him. His hand instinctively fell to her thigh, preventing her from getting up.

“C’mon just a few more minutes.” caleb complained. He wrapped his other arm around her waist and pulled her towards his chest.

Itd been to long since he had been able to hug you. His hand squeezed the soft flesh of your thigh as he leaned into you a quiet sigh leaving him. You felt smaller. Like you had shrank. Which he knows didnt happen, but it was a bit of a funny thought. You gave in, letting him swallow you up in a bear hug.

You smelled different than you had before. Your perfume had changed. Your hair was a bit longer than it had been. But your face was still just as gorgeous as before.

Calebs heart had finally stopped racing. This was the most calm he had felt in months. Leaving your side had left him with so many questions and so much anxiety. He wasnt used to being apart for so long, and especially not without any contact whatsoever. Watching you from afar had left him unbearably lonely. He had yearned to hold you like this for so long, and now that he had it, he never wanted to let go of you.

Just as your hands had wandered his body, calebs hands absent mindedly trailed along your figure. Over your thighs, up to your hips and over your stomach. Up your arms and along your spine. His head rested into the crook of your neck, his eyes clamped shut as he reveled in your warmth.

His mind was finally silent now. The worries and anxiety he had carried for months was finally silent. You brought him total and utter peace without even trying.

“Caleb…” y/n said softly.

He couldnt even grunt out a response. Months of exhaustion and stress finally caught up with him. He was so, so tired, and you were so incredibly warm and comfortable. Caleb let out a quiet sigh, relaxing further into you. He had began to nuzzle deeper into the crook of your neck, you could hear him practically pur with contentment.

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nsfw mdni

holy shit the zayne smut is gonna go crazy …..

knowing he gets that way when drunk LEAVE IT TO ME ILL WRITE HOW THAT NIGHT WENT DEVS

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guys im feeling a yandere caleb and yandere zayne fanfiction coming on 🤧🫣🫣🫣

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HEY FRIENDS ITS BEEN A WHILE BUT TELL ME HOW I GOT THE NEWEST SYLUS CARD ON MY FIRST PULL?????