Caleb Practice — There’s A Raw Desperation About Him That Makes Me Wanna Punch Him In The Face Then

Why am I getting follows I only post horny garbage

op turned off reblogs but i wanted you to see this bc it's literally sylus

caleb x reader drabble

// a little bit of angst, pseudocest, pining

“Did you ever want to kiss me when we were little?”

Caleb freezes.

You feel it where his arm is slung over your waist, the way his fingers twitch, the subtle shift in his breathing. He doesn’t look at you right away- just stares at the ceiling like it holds all the answers, his lips parting slightly as if he’s considering lying.

He doesn’t.

“…Yeah.” His voice is quiet, almost embarrassed, like the confession is something delicate he never meant to say out loud. “A lot.”

You giggle, nudging his shoulder. “A lot?”

Caleb exhales sharply, running a hand down his face, but there’s no real frustration there- just something shy, something unbearably fond. “God, you were so annoying.”

You laugh harder at that, but he shakes his head, pressing on before you can interrupt.

“You’d chew on my pencils, and get marker all over your hands, and steal my snacks, and I still- ” He stops himself short, dragging his teeth over his bottom lip. When he finally looks at you, there’s something unbearably soft in his gaze. “I still wanted to.”

Your breath catches.

It’s different, hearing it now, spoken into the quiet of a night where you’re no longer kids, where the weight of time has pressed new shapes into you both. But beneath it all- beneath the years, the scars, the way you almost lost each other- he’s still Caleb. Still the boy who pulled you out of trouble and held you close when you were scared and, apparently, wanted to kiss you long before either of you could understand what that even meant.

“Why didn’t you?” you ask, voice barely above a whisper.

Caleb huffs a laugh, a little self-deprecating. “Dunno. Thought you’d punch me.”

You snort. “I probably would have.”

He grins, shaking his head. “Yeah. That’s why I waited.”

“Waited?”

Caleb lifts a hand, thumb brushing lightly- tentatively- against your cheek. He’s close enough that you can feel his breath when he speaks, low and certain.

“For you to be ready.”

He came and so have i,,,,. Anyway go unbox your package

I was gatekeeping this art until they announce the rerun

MC: So, do you have a crush?

Caleb: Well, duh. Of course I do.

MC, frowns: Huh. She must be very cute then.

Caleb, without even looking at MC: You're so narcissistic sometimes.

MC: !!

Hoi Hoi Hoi!!

I hope you are enjoying the new year so far and are blessed with many diamonds.

Anyway, have a request!! I just read a request you did with a small-chested reader x Caleb and that got me thinking:

How do you think the LADs boys would react to reader flashing them?

I'll let you choose which one to write about if you don't want to write a fic for all of them and thank you in advance!!

Now excuse me while I comb through your entire master list 🤭

Sincerely

An anon who loved boobs (of all kinds) 🍒

Hello!!!! :D Thank you kindly, I'm very honored <3 I'll do all of them but a shorter thing for each.

Zayne would be the one with the tamest reaction. Mind you, not because he's not excited to see you bare, but because his work as a cardiac surgeon has him seeing all kinds of chests and to him it's just a part of your body.

However. If you guide his hand to touch you, or make him bury his face in your chest, he will lose it. Ears red, snowflakes dancing around you, the whole thing.

So, if you want to surprise him, instead of flashing him, I'd suggest wearing no bra without telling him and sneaking his arm up your shirt.

I feel like Rafayel would have two types of reactions depending on how he's feeling that day.

Either he's all suave and admiring your body, or he's a blushy mess. No in-between. In the former, he'll start praising how you look like a literal work of art and you should let him paint you and study your form. In the latter, he's covering his eyes and looking away with his face completely flushed, protesting about how you should cover up and what were you thinking.

If you flash Xavier, you got yourself a ticket to his bed right away, no further conversation, quickest route.

He's taking it as a sign that you want to have sex with him, and he's not even bothering with your 'hehe prank' shenanigans. If that wasn't an invitation why would you do that?

So, yeah, stay safe out there. Either start running as soon as you flash him (stupid idea, he can teleport) or prepare to fight back (stupid idea, he's stronger).

You just know he's smirking. He'll act a bit coy and approach you with languid steps, but the moment his arm sneaks around your waist and he leans his head down to whisper in your ear, you're done for.

If you play it off as a prank, he'll chuckle and let you go, but you can bet he's gonna start buying you clothes with more revealing necklines. If you follow along with his coaxing, he'll have fun oh-so-very-slowly peeling your clothes off of you until you're fully naked for him to see and enjoy.

That's so cruel of you, flashing him like that and acting like nothing happened, like he's not blushing, like he's not putting on his best sad puppy eyes as he moves closer and begs for you to just take off your shirt. Why do you torture him like that.

Not to worry, if you're so eager to show your body, he'll just take your shirt off himself! It's not like he hasn't seen your chest already.

And unless you complain about being cold or something like that, he will insist you walk around the house with no top on. His eyes are gonna follow you everywhere, babes.

LGBT people in the lads fandom ily

You know it’s bad when you vent to your fictional boyfriend about your real boyfriend

Could you write something with brat tamer zayne and sylus please? 🥹

Brat Tamer: Zayne & Sylus

Warnings: Smut, spanking, punishment, mention of small wound, collar and leash.

Zayne~

“Did I say you could look at me?” Oh. Y/n KNOWS she’s in trouble. As if being bent over Zayne’s lap, his white lab coat still over his shoulders and his large hand punishing her cheeks wasn’t enough of a clue.

She just wanted to give him those big and wide puppy eyes. But even that was beyond how much she acted up today.

It had all started with simply refusing to eat the nutritious breakfast he cooked for her. His hours with her were already short, but she decided to just have a piece of toast, because she was busy. Even though he said he could pack it up for her.

Okay, fine. He could let that slide.

But then it came time for his break. The two always met up at the Akso Hospital garden. But she had sent him a quick text right as he found a comfortable bench.

“Sorry. Can’t make it. Xavier asked me to spar with him. See you at home!” She ended it with a cute little snowman emoji.

Okay, fine. Having good connections with coworkers was important.

The last straw came in the form of her refusing to talk to him after her hard work day. She had clammed up, and would turn her head aside at dinner whenever he questioned her.

“No. Use your words, Y/n. I am not doing this with you.” Uh oh. Y/n knew that tone of voice.

But still she insisted on keeping her mouth sealed.

“It’s nothing, alright? Just drop it.” That did it. Zayne dropped his fork onto his plate, standing up as he carefully wiped his mouth with his napkin.

“Bedroom. Now.”

And the rest was history. Her poor little ass cheeks were a rosy red. Zayne had his fingers hooked in her waist band of her panties to pull them flush between her cheeks so the outline of her drooling lips were visible

Every 3 spanks was then accompanied by his fingers sliding over the outline of her clit through the soaked fabric. Y/n was sniffling and sobbing, squirming from the overstimulation. Zayne’s face was expressionless when she started to beg.

“Z-Zayne!”

“Wrong.” He pinched her swollen pearl between his index and thumb.

“D-Dr. Zayne!” She corrected herself immediately. “I’m gonna cum Gonnacumgonnacum!”

“No.” He pulled his hand away completely and released her soaked underwear. The fabric clung to her sticky folds and she actually cried as the heat in her stomach raged on. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

The kiss to the back of her head was nearly ice cold.

Oh she couldn’t hate but to love him.

Sylus~

Sylus was a man that always had a schedule. A strict schedule.

Most of that schedule including Y/n. His sweet Kitten who could do no wrong in his eyes-

“Present.” He nearly purred to the woman at his feet on the plush, faux bear rug. The pretty red collar around her neck jingled as she crawled with her back to him, breast against the rug and ass arched deliciously so.

Sylus hummed, taking a sip from his wine cup. “Already wet? Are you wet because you disobeyed me? Or maybe because you enjoy putting your life in danger?”

It was neither of those, not really.

Sylus would have taken the bullet if she didn’t intervene. The target was a lot more slippery than Y/n anticipated.

Sylus stared down at her bandage wrapped arm and his heart throbbed. He’d carried her to his car and stayed silent, aside from his one hand pressing on her bicep to keep the wound from gushing blood.

But now she was at his home, his domain. He stood silently from his seat and kneeled down next to her.

She was stripped naked aside from the collar and chain. He grabbed the leather handle and-

“Bad kitten.” The handle came down right across her aching cunt. She gasped out loud, body lurching forward. But Sylus hooked two fingers in her collar to keep her still.

“No. You are going to learn to follow my orders. Ass up, Kitten. Let me see how disgusting you are.”

Y/n lost count of how many swats her pretty pussy took but all she knew was the bear rug was ruined by her dripping juices.

“Clean it up. Mouth only. Then I’m cleaning that wound and we are going to bed.”

Maybe she should’ve let him take the stupid bullet.

I’m dying and the only thing that’ll cure me is yandere Caleb