A Close Up Of The Blanket Octopus During A Blackwater Dive With The Three P Diving Club , Romblon Island,

Caleb is a hardcore yearner in a sad way tbh. Like most of his remaining memories are of MC. Like, yea, before making it to DAA and having the chip put in his brain MC was like his obsession n everything and he thought abt her often but he had other thoughts and interests surely, he had experienced other things that didn't have to do with MC completely and that built his character as a person. And he was stripped away from that ig...Or at least he remembers but he doesn't resonate w them at all.

His inner person became his obsession over MC and his memories of her.

,,,if to any1 reading this, i hope you get my 3 am ramble

Imagine catching caleb with his dick in his hand lmaooooo

"Looks real good on you, princess," He smiled (tightly) "Guess I have an eye for dresses, huh."

Now, apple boy caleb who was still at granny's house was real pent up after you acted all cute and pretty in that cute summer dress for dinner, the one who hugs your curves perfectly, the one he helped you pick when you two went thrifting last week. He battled with a big boner until you went to the garden to help out gran water her flowers. He jolted to his room, closed the blinds and went at it with vengeance. How dare he get hard at his cute little pipsqueak? You deserve so much more than a pervert like him... oh, but you looked so damn pretty...Teenage hormones weren't helping him.

He was sitting at the edge of his bed, his tank top pulled up with his teeth and his sweats and boxers hastily pulled down his powerful thighs. His hand was fisting roughly at his weepy shaft, feet curled up on the rug beneath them and his handsome face scrunched up so cutely in frustration.

Thinking about you.

In all sorts of scenarios.

You did things to him and you weren't even noticing. No girl at school, the girls you were so cutely jealous of, could get him this worked up.

He whined your name, muffled by the fabric in his mouth. A few minutes passed and he was red all over.

God fucking damn it, it wasn't going down!!!

Then he heard it, a gasp. He broke out of his haze, only to come back to reality that YOU were wide eyed by his slightly opened door. Your pretty eyes were on him...

Caleb let out a small groan as he came, his fist squeezing his shaft roughly, his back hunching over-

The next second the door was slammed shut with his evol, his mind in a jumble.

Shit...Damn. he forgot to lock the door. He thought you wouldn't come back- oh, he couldn't even see you coming back because he closed his blinds! And he came when he caught you watching!

...

He didn't boil in shame the normal amount any normal person would, (that made him stand out, future colonel and all). Because next day he'd be making you breakfast. Like nothing ever happened. And he made you feel like the only one awkward in here, like you didn't catch him jerking off last night.

And if you would try to bring it up (right in front of your chamomile tea and your apple jam sandwich) , he's brush it off.

"Look, sorry, pips, you caught me in a moment," He chuckled in his boyish way. The laugh that got him out of most shit. He scratched the back of his neck, in that charming, unguarding way of his "Let's not make it weird between us with this, please? Besides, you're not the only one who walked in on-"

"Don't, Caleb."

This little shit brought up the time he walked in on you, too. So, you were even, he guessed as the usual banter between the two of you settled again.

We all know Caleb is a compulsive liar right

He obviously lied about what was going on with him, EVER and all. The whole turning people into wanderers which he surely didn't act upon. Mf doesn't even RESPOND when you asked him about his work.

Oh but those lies were piled up like a garbage pit in the back of his head. He did lie before, lots too. About his night terrors, the guys he so kindly battered when they got too close to you, his worried mind. Him fooling around in college.

But as he would lie about where the snacks are hidden in his apartment just to watch you search for them like the raccoon you were (you were adorable in those moments to him), he'd never lie about his affections, never.

He loved you, so much.

But through the thick veil of restraint.

You always felt loved, even in Old Days, when he went off to academy and wasn't around as much. He always sent money, packets filled with snacks, he made sure to facetime you weekly to see how you were taking care of yourself. You promised to keep everything neat, right?

He wrote those letters for you before he went on a mission like he'd write in a journal. That time he got absorbed into the tunnel and came out of that gory ship still breathing, his letter before that was that he was scared, and that he loved you, and that he hoped to return to you. He hoped you'd answer his prayers.

You were his faith.

Oh, he'd never hide that.

EVER could strip him of everything but his love for you. So, out of love, he lies.

My three girlfriends. And yes, they smoke weed.

Miss MC is soo professional and cold but when Caleb comes around she becomes all whiny n shit

Caleb and MC must've made a cooking channel when they were kids and they were booored one summer

Caleb still has those videos saved on a stick somewhere

I NEED Caleb to model for me. That WILL bring me out of my artblock istg

No safety. No food. No aid. No water. No healthcare. No education. Is this what it means to live? Is this what world accept as life?

If a group of animals were trapped, starved, and cut off from the world like this, people would be outraged. But because it's us—human beings—somehow, the world looks away.

These are unbearable days. Everything feels heavy. Each hour presses on my chest like I’m being suffocated.

My family needs urgent help.

Basic survival has become nearly impossible. Bread—just bread—now costs over $25 a day to make.

We are not asking for luxury. We are begging for life.

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