I Was Rewatching The New Trailer (like Any Sane Person) And A Thought Popped Up In My Head And I Would

MC Twin AU - CALEB'S Spitfire [Caleb]

Unknown to [Name], their first meeting was not at Josephine's place. It was actually at a party.

He was invited to a huge party by his friend, who had been invited by his cousin. So it was like a friend knew a friend who knew a friend kind of invite.

He was calmly sipping some beer from his cup when he saw her. Giggling next to a few others with a wide smile on her face. His first thought was 'What's she doing here!? She should be at home studying for her exam!'

But then he focused on her and noticed no - that wasn't MC. They looked too different.

There was a small mole on this girl's neck, she was wearing a different color palette that MC never really wore, huge hoop earrings, the type MC had said she didn't like were hanging and shaking from her ear lobes.

So, who was this girl?

"Who are you checking out bro?" His friend slapped his arm making Caleb roll his eyes. He followed Caleb's gaze and let out a low whistle. "Oh damn! You sure have taste bro!"

"Shut up." He grumbled, taking another sip of his beer. He watched as she laughed, leaning against her friends and inhaling the drink in her cup. "Do you know who she is?"

"Hmmm." His friend narrowed his eyes. "I think. . . . I think that's [Name]. She's one of Ama's friends."

So her name was [Name]. . . . Why did she look so much like MC?

It wasn't until a few years later that he realized why. They were twins, lost ones. So while MC had been part of the experiments, [Name] had been lucky enough to not get captured and live her life out normally.

When he had introduced himself and shook her hand, more differences popped up in his mind. While MC had a few scars and calluses from being a Hunter, [Name]'s hand was smooth and a hint smaller than hers. He watched as she smacked MC and laughed at her silly quips.

He watched as she devoured the food he had prepared, and was inwardly surprised at the nickname that slipped out of his mouth. Spitfire, matching her fierce personality. She seemed to like it as well with the way her lips quirked up.

It wasn't hard to ask MC for her contact, but Caleb had to play fight with MC when she stared to tease him. "You likkkeeee heerrrr~"

"I didn't say that."

"Caleb and [Name] sitting in a tree. K - I - S - S - I - N - G!"

"Why you little -!"

But the thing was, Caleb did like [Name]. He liked her funny jokes. He liked the way her eyebrow would twitch with badly hidden rage whenever she couldn't get the plush she wanted. He liked her triumphant cackle whenever she won a round of Kitty Cards. He liked the way she dropped everything whenever MC or anyone else she cared about needed help. He liked the way her eyes lit up whenever she was talking about her special interests. He liked the way she seemed to glow when she was simply happy.

But when she started to avoid him, his mind seemed to crack. What did he do wrong? Did he push too far? What could he do to fix things?

Caleb tried asking MC, but all she said was "Girl code, but it's not you. Just. . . . give her a bit."

So he waited, he waited patiently.

And the end results was worth it.

"I'm not her you know." [Name] tells him after months, sadness in her eyes. "We might look identical, but I'm not, and will never be her."

And suddenly, Caleb understood everything. So what if she wasn't MC? Why would that matter? [Name] was [Name], and that was all that mattered.

So with a blissful smile, Caleb dragged her into a hug. "Of course you're not MC. You're my little spitfire, and I couldn't have it any other way."

When they officially started dating, it took every restraint in Caleb's body to not simply take her away. Because she wasn't a Hunter, a mere civilian. She could get hurt.

And since he wasn't always at Linkon, he couldn't protect her.

Whenever he brought up the idea of moving with him, he would notice the way her eyes lit up at the idea, but each time she refused, saying she still has a job here.

What a stupid reason, but a reason Caleb would accept. He would enjoy the moments he could have with her in Linkon. The dates, the kisses, the moments underneath the covers where he could see the most exquisite expression on her face.

When the explosion occurs, and Josephine finally dies, the only thing keeping him from rushing over to take [Name] away was his promise to MC. He would protect her, the same way she had protected him, even if she didn't remember.

When he could finally snatch [Name] away, he sends her a text. Some part of him was worried that she wouldn't take it seriously, that she would think it was a fake and ignore it. But he watched from his monitors with a triumphant smile as she merely removed her earphones, and walked towards the car.

When she arrived at the airport, he easily accepted the slap she laid on his face, and allowed her to drag him down to her level. Caleb merely cupped her face and leaned his forehead on her own, a small smile on his face. She was here, she was here, with him.

That was really all that mattered.

He accepts her anger and tears when he takes her back to his home, and he groans when he finally kisses her again after months of patiently waiting.

Now. Now she was here with him.

When she sleeps, Caleb sits up from his bed and takes her phone, easily unlocking it and scrolling through her messages. It seemed to be the usual thing, texts from MC, texts from her coworkers and friends. Her games, her emails.

Everything was the way he had left it.

Good. It's a pity she wouldn't be needing it anymore. He turned off the phone and placed where she couldn't find it, wrapped his arms around her waist, and went to sleep.

The next day, he turns and presses a kiss on her lips and plates out some pancakes, her absolute favorite. When she asks about her phone, a frown (not that she could see it) forms on his face. "I'll get you a new one"

He hears her pause, chewing faster. "What do you mean by that?"

"I'm keeping your phone hostage."

"Why?"

He gives her a gentle smile. "You don't need that phone anymore, trust me, spitfire."

Caleb didn't want to have to explain anything, because she could get hurt. So he only gave her the tip of the iceberg, asking her if MC told her anything, and offhandedly mentions that someone was stalking her because of her relationship with MC.

He watches as she groans with annoyance, a hint of something he couldn't recognize flashing in her eyes before she laid her head on his chest. ". . . . I'll trust you." She mumbles, and Caleb preens with joy. "But! I want a phone damn it! How will I contact work?! And MC!?"

He bites back the urge to say she doesn't need them anymore. He could just stay with him here, he would be the breadwinner, he could provide for her, spoil her. But he doesn't, because even though he's 99% sure she wouldn't be against that, she would go stir crazy and probably do something dumb, putting her in even more danger.

So he simply kisses her again, wrapping his arms around her. He would protect her in his own way, whether she knew about it or not.

As long as she was safe then that's all that mattered.

I know I said this was the last part, but I lied. There's one more part, but it's an 18+ Part!!!! So ONLY READ IF YOU'RE 18!

I will not add anyone from the tag list to the 18+ Part unless they confirm they're 18+ or I check their page 🫵 MDNI I SWEAR.

Anyways. . . . Did you guys like this?

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Taglist! - @sleepydang @junrui @animecrazy76 @reni502 @yjhcheri @sanstype @smoophie @young-adult-summer @l4venderia

AAAWOOOOOOOGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAA GAWD DAMMMM

I Fear we aren't beating the 'gooner' allegations but I DON'T FUCKING CARE because ZZZZZAAAYYYNNNNNEE

That SMIRK. OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS IMMA ABOUT TO AAHHHH

So um... I can't draw 🧍‍♀️like at all 🧍‍♀️ but I felt inspired to draw Crystal Milk Cookie (Shadow Milk Cookie) dress in her female form for me Lady of Deceit au because this design has been bugging my brain for so long

So um....I hope you all like it? I know it's not perfect but I'm slowly starting to like it ngl

Thoughts on the new Madoka Magica game

OMGGG LOOKKIIEEEE

HELOOO???? STUNNING

I would yap about all the other things, and I will but I only got this game for one reason....

QUEEN HITOMI HAS RETURNED

YIPPEE

also yeah this game is really fun so far I'm going to write a Hitomi and /maybe a GunFlower fic in celebration so YAYYYY

You stink :3

You are a bully >:(

My babies:((

gulps

Guys I got a confession....I like Caleb calling us pipsqueak.....and I'm slowly getting used to Sylus calling us kitten....

Past me would be so shocked about the kitten one

Ty for this wonderful meal

movie theater.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 | +18, mdni, theater setting, black!reader intended but it can be anybody, boyfriend! Sylus, boyfriend! Caleb, fingering

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑 | I had put out a poll maybe a month ago (?) asking who do you think would act on sexual activities with you if you were in a theater? And I wasn't and am not surprised by the results, because honestly? Yeah, it makes perfect sense that Sylus and Caleb won, equally by 30.3 %. Soooooo, with that being said, here is the little drabble I had in mind. I wanted to elongate it but I unfortunately didn't have much more to say. Maybe one day I will come back to this and add more. For now just enjoy a sample of it. (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

In a secluded private section of the theater with a great view of the stage, you sat side by side of one another. with him on the left of you, he watched as your eyes stayed glue on the performance. Although he enjoyed the sounds of the instruments playing on the stage, his mind was elsewhere. Elegant and backless in a shade of a midnight blue, the silky satin dress hugged your figure deliciously. Revealing every curve with just the right amount of skin. The jewelry you wore was subtle with diamonds dazzling upon you, your make up was light, your hair was beautiful and the scent of sweet passion drenched your skin.

It was hard to resist you when you looked and smelled this good. When you feel a firm yet gentle grip around your thigh, the orchestra is completely forgotten. Where your eyes flickered there his hand was nestled on the top of your thigh. His hand, veins subtly pulsing through the soft flesh, was the perfect size to grope and knead at your skin. Palm sending a shiver down your spine, the sweet caress of his thumb against your inner thigh immediately makes you nervous.

Innocently, you wanted to believe this was just out of comfort. Closure, perhaps... but you knew that wasn't the case. He noticed how your body shifts. Darken eyes observing the skirt of your dress revealing more than it should. His fingers start to move. Inching closer and closer up your glowing leg, past the slit of your dress to the darkened space further up your skirt. You freeze, the action sends your heart to a frenzy.

You were sure your arousal grew ten times worse, because where his hand was buried, there, your pulsating cunt lied. lips parted just a hair, you inhale a sharp breath when you feel his sly fingers slithers towards your clothed cunt. Applying pressure where the wet spot was formed, a smug smirk appears to his lips. His fingers begin to draw circles and when he feels you buck to his touch, a breath of pleasure escapes you. His touch, the way he was ever so gently caressing your aching pussy made you whimper "please.." and he takes heed.

Lifting his hand just a little to push the thong to the side, there the pads of his fingers dipped between your fleshy brown folds. You release a heavy sigh. Spreading your legs just enough for him to maneuver. you concentrate on the way his fingers played with your clit, spreading your slick over and over till he's rubbing deliberately slow. He fingers you at a rhythmic pace, dipping his fingers at your soaking entrance to feel your walls clinch and contract around him. A hush gasp falters from your lips when you feel his fingers start to quicken. "right there baby?"

"y-yes." You stutter, "right...there," starting to roll your hips. observing you, nonchalantly with lust eyes, he adores how your face twists in pleasure. Brows knitted upward and mouth hung low, the churning sensation of erotic euphoria builds from within. From earshot, your beautiful raunchy sounds ring over the orchestra. your breathing becomes ridged, your hands gripping at the chair's armrest for dear life. Your hips swivel to the constant jerking of his fingers, and with warning, your climax comes down from its natural high. A creamy white substance paints all over his fingers. Pulling away from you, he indulges at the taste of you, licking your cum from off his fingers with greed and grace.

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃

𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐋 ©𝐦𝐭𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐬 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

I love my boys, I love Xaiver Zayne Rafayel Sylus Caleb I love them sm

But I know for a FACT that if I ever wound up in Linkon, not as the MC, but as my own self, dating then would be impossible and that makes me SOBBB

LIke, like take Caleb for example. If in some circumstance the two of us end up as friends or he even shows romantic interest in me and does his whole yandere thing, my dumbass would definitely believe him, but I would also say "Ok down boy 😒 or I'll call you an insult in a language you wouldn't understand like don't TEST me boy 🫵" My black ass won't take shit from him ✋

With Zayne, I imagine myself to be somewhat calmer, trying to match his pace, but as much as I actually enjoy his dry humor, I know for a fact I would look at him like this "😐. . . .Zayne my love never joke in public again."

Rafayel . . . . little fish boy. . . . He and I would banter a lot, but the issue is how far can I take it? How far will he take it? I would also call him fish boy to his face actually here are all the nicknames I would give him

1. Fish boy

2. Ariel

3. fishie

4. Dried up mammal

5. Zoo freak

6. Alien

7. Old ass (because he's like what 800)

Low-key Xaiver and I will be chill. I can't think of anything 🤷‍♀️ I have yelled at him in Kitty Cards, but I'm competitive so it's not my fault.

SPEAKING OF KITTY CARDS! SYLUS. He's a prime victim of me going off when we play cards together imagine if we met in real life🧍‍♀️like I don't play with Uno, I don't play with Kitty Cards. If this man wins Mafia head or not we're gonna have a fight

So yeah....I fear they wouldn't be able to match my freak 😞