Op Turned Off Reblogs But I Wanted You To See This Bc It's Literally Sylus

Jealous Caleb! can’t help but stare a little too suspiciously when you come back from a work meeting with a casserole dish in tow. A wide grin on your face as you explain “One of my coworkers made me a casserole! He used to work as a chef at that restaurant we go to!”

Jealous Caleb! glares at the dish as if the food personally committed a violent crime against him. He doesn’t allow you to see it though, smiling that all too warm and familiar grin and schooling his annoyance.

Jealous Caleb! makes ‘innocent’ offhand comments about the integrity of the dish. Silently livid that it smelled and looked delicious. But simply knowing that another man had the audacity, was enough to make it disgusting. “It looks okay…Kinda smells weird. Also burnt on the edges and raw in the middle, why don’t I cook pips-“

Jealous Caleb! who pouts like a kicked puppy when you deny his offer with an all too sweetly spoken phrase. “It’s fine Caleb, it’d be rude to not eat it!” His eyebrows are pulled together, his violet eyes glittering with a dejected expression as he frowned slightly and folded his arms over his chest.

Jealous Caleb! who watches as you begin to pull plates out of the cabinet. Biting his cheek as he stared. Waiting until you stood side by side with the glass dish, flicking his finger up and to the left. Effectively bending gravity to his will and watching with a newfound glee as the dish came crashing to the floor.

Jealous Caleb! who cleans up the glass from the floor as you whine about how clumsy you are for bumping into the dish without noticing. Comforting you with soft spoke reassurances, that smile never leaving his lips. “It’s okay pips, I’ll take the initiative and make some of your favorite.”

Jealous Caleb! who feels like his heart could have stopped seeing the way your face lit up at his offer. That smile. Those eyes. You were paralyzing to look at. “Braised chicken wings?!” A chuckle, his ears turning pink. “ ‘Course M’lady.”

Jealous Caleb! who makes a call into the Hunters association the next day, innocently leaving a complaint about this coworker for “disorderly conduct and ‘inappropriate workplace behavior.”

Jealous Caleb! who wants to be the only person to cook for you for the rest of your lives. All 100 years that were promised between the two of you. He never wanted to know that the smile he received when you tasted his cooking, the way your eyes gleamed with delight, those dimples, could be a sight that any other man had the pleasure of seeing. That was his. You were his.b

Mmh thinking about Caleb getting MC (me) intoxicated so her (my) guard goes down

Don’t talk to me I’m going insane they’re so hot

words can't explain how badly i love it when caleb's freak is matched in fics.

cause me, personally? his behavior is not new, baby get in shotgun with the rest of the obsessively possessive characters i'm insane about in the backseats. i will match his freak. dare i say OUTDO his freak.

he wants to lock us up to keep us safe, to keep us his, to completely eliminate any and all possible threats? dude, his fried chicken is fucking bomb. and he's rich. and handsome. and buff. and soooo hot. he's our childhood friend who's done everything for us, dedicated his entire being to making sure we're kept safe and content, literally built his personality to perfectly slot into ours and you're saying....no? you'd have to rip me away from the door of his house with how long i would never come out of it.

he's freaky in bed? even better!! whatever he wants to do is fine, as long as it's reciprocated. he wants to fuck doggy style, missionary, cowgirl, any and every position for how many hours because he's stressed? missed you after he came back from a week-long mission? got horny from seeing your bite-ridden thighs walking around the house? sure, fine, a great time — and now you have him on the bed, writhing with every lick you give to his oversensitive cock. he's panting out your name, wanting to be consumed by your touch as much as he wants to drown you in his, and you take full advantage of this.

you remember how he was able to cuff you 4 days ago and edge you until you were crying and begging for release, and give him the exact same treatment. if he resists? well, he can't ever say no when you look up at him with those wide eyes, pressing your chest against his, and shit, was that a lace bralette peeking out from under your shirt- before he knows it, he's being led away by you with a hazy, dreamy look on his face. he's fucking whipped.

tldr; caleb is a character made for freaks like me. i love him so much

I’m the alphabet anon. If you look up NSFW alphabets, its just headcanons the follow a list of prompts that go through the alphabet. Aftercare, body part, cum, dirty secret…

Ahh maybe at some point! That sounds like it would take a long time and I’m super bad with keeping up with stuff like that I’m sorry 😭😭

I wanna get high with the lads boys so bad

caleb practice — there’s a raw desperation about him that makes me wanna punch him in the face then kiss is better

lads men as tweets pt.2 ── .✦

based on real quotes/tweets

I wanna see the other LI’s reactions to mc and Caleb’s relationship after she’d previously talked about him as her brother 🫣

caleb is a TROOPER.

(got from here)