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[caleb-pilot]

ok, i’ve finished all the asks in my askbox for the time being. thank you all for your patience! i plan to reopen it next week sometime 💕

hey everyone, abt to start 2 weeks of back-to-back finals so i'm taking a small hiatus to focus on school. not sure what threads/asks i will and won't get to in the meantime, but i will be back on a more consistent schedule as soon as the exams conclude on May 9th. thanks for your understanding!

[caleb-pilot]

rolls over to him.

"say... what would think if i maybe... get a tattoo of a paper plane?"

scrolls through her phone with different paper plane tattoo ideas.

"also... hypothetically speaking, where should i put it?"

aw, i think it would look real cute on you doll. but are you gonna smack me if i say it would go nicely on the curve of your ass?

he bites the inside of his cheek, watching her scroll through her phone at different tattoo inspirations.

[caleb-pilot]

you're lucky, it's always set on the couch for you ;)

*opens the door and gets in with you*

i guess i took you home this time, huh? how lucky~

-🦇

ah, you know me so well

he grins and yanking them onto the couch with him. he ruffles their hair, finally relaxing a bit now that they were alone in their own space. he laughs at their joke about taking him home.

yeah i guess you did. i love what you’ve done with your place… feels home-y.

[caleb-pilot]

"Did I miss you? Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. You'll just never know for sure" She giggles, shrugging her shoulders, gently shoving him back as she laughed.

"You can't tell me you didn't miss me, I can see it all over your face."

- 🍒

oh i definitely missed you, and linkon. but mostly you.

he smiles, scratching the back of his neck nervously.

how have you been?

[caleb-pilot]

Hey Caleb!

How about we race from Grandma's house to my apartment? But there's a twist! We both have to wear high heels 👠

alright, you’re on! just don’t be surprised when i beat you… even in heels i’m sure I could outrun you! 🏃🏻‍♂️

[caleb-pilot]

imma need u to stop making my heart soar like your damn planes sir ✋

no can do darling. i like seeing that pulse spike just for me & me alone. ♥️

[caleb-pilot]

Spell it out for you? You're just teasing me, you only want me to say it.

She turns slightly to the side and brings her hand up to rub her temple in an attempt to hide her blushing.

Don't call me babe right after calling me a liar for saying you might be the love of my life, you're sending me mixed signals.

c’mon babe, just … hard to believe when there are so many other options out there.

he pulls her close and places a gentle kiss on top of her forehead.

[caleb-pilot]

babe im in the tampon aisle… what size pussy you wear?

ps i bought pads WITH wings bc i’m a pilot and think that literally everything would be better with wings.

[caleb-pilot]

ily pookie i got us a new pair of matching shirts <3

Caleb, stop buying silly shirts that I'm never going to wear.

And my alcohol tolerance is low. Do you realize how much you're implying I would have to drink?

*Sighs* I appreciate the thought behind the gift, love.

[caleb-pilot]

Please tell me other people do this please tell me I’m sane

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[caleb-pilot]

ooc: still on a temporary hiatus but wanted to take a moment to shoutout some other l&ds roleplayers who have recently joined! enjoy your interactions + i’ll open my asks again shortly after my exams conclude 💕

@yvonnesrespite 🩺

@doctor-carter ⚕️

@just-a-normal-crow 🐦‍⬛

[caleb-pilot]

his eyes go wide, groaning softly at the confession. he squeezes her closer to him.

shit, no wonder my bedsheets always smelled like you. swear some of those girlfriends smacked me straight across the face when I accidentally moaned your name instead of theirs…

he hopes she had enough to eat, as he moves her hair to the side of her neck. using his evol to lift the hem of her dress and rub her thighs with his hands.

wanna make up for lost time rose? I think we can pop this mattress if we try hard enough.

he whispers in the shell of her ear, his evol dragging the vibrator on the inside of her thighs, still pressing kisses down her neck. but his hands still tremble as he tries to ground himself in rose, still frightened of who he was at the bar tonight.

and maybe that’s why he needed to do this. to be with her intimately in their childhood treehouse and remember he was safe with her. that they wouldn’t hurt each other anymore or themselves for that matter. despite his teasing, he recalls when he first loved her too…

for me, it was uh, when you came to my flight school graduation. i didn’t think you’d be able to make the trip safely with your heart and the increase in wanderer attacks. and i realized you weren’t mad at me for leaving anymore when you saw the charm on my dog tags.

((Premise: Rose and Caleb go out for their first official date. And she gets more attention than Caleb bargained for.))

Rose runs her fingers through her hair making sure that everything is in place. The red is red, short, spaghetti strap. Her hair is down, curled, her makeup done. She smiles at her hard work and steps out of her apartment bathroom to look at Caleb.

"Well, does she clean up?" She teases, spinning on her heels. To be honest she's hoping she'll make an impression. It's their first date after all.

his eyes go wide at the sight, and suddenly he feels underdressed. he wants to feel like a guy that deserves to be on her arm, but he just feels like he’s come up short again. he stammers out a response, blush already creeping into his cheeks.

y-you look incredible rose. sheesh. you sure i’m dressed ok?

he asked nervously, needing her reassurance just as badly as he runs his fingers through her hair. he almost forgot that he brought her a small gift, reaching into his jacket pocket for some freshly cut apple slices.

they’re uh… honeycrisp. thought it would be better than the stereotypical flowers and chocolate.

[caleb-pilot]

babe im in the tampon aisle… what size pussy you wear?

ps i bought pads WITH wings bc i’m a pilot and think that literally everything would be better with wings.

[caleb-pilot]

📘—thinking about ;* (MDNI)

how caleb always referred to you as pipsqueak, a name born from your hatred of his teasing, his frame growing taller and taller, towering over you with each year that passed- cutesy name lasting well into adulthood when the pair of you have stopped growing all together, emotional charge behind his words shifting when he realises just how big his hands are in comparision to you. just how big he is in comparision- touches become more flirty in nature as he gauges how you'd look encased in his hold, wrapped around him.

[caleb-pilot]

oh to be wanted!!!!!!

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caleb turns over to face him, reaching his hand to touch zayne’s cool cheek and eventually brush the hair from his forehead.

and i would kiss you again if my mouth didn’t reek of vomit

he laughs softly, before apologizing. he drinks some more water and eats a few more plain crackers before inviting zayne to join him on the couch.

wanna watch a movie or something? ….or we can play video games…. or sit in awkward silence until i inevitably fall asleep on your shoulder.

he says, relaxing just a bit more. he was just grateful zayne hadn’t pushed him away or said something insulting.

It Wasn’t Supposed to Happen Like This — closed rp

caleb x @zayne-snowman

it was supposed to be one drink between friends. the old rundown bar they used to talk about drinking at when they were only teenagers, but now they could for real. caleb had returned for the weekend on holiday leave and somehow miraculously zayne was able to step away from the hospital.

so here they were. caleb laughing at zayne’s dry sense of humor as he spoke about work. zayne’s lips curling upward into a small smirk as they walk into the bar. it was supposed to be one drink but it turned into several. zayne’s confessions of loneliness with his insane work schedule and caleb’s lack of stability with his was something they bonded over.

another shot and they’re talking about relationships. how nothing ever felt right. how they spent so long hung up on a girl who didn’t know they exist. how even a cheap hookup couldnt quench the indescribable yearning they feel.

caleb’s chest feels hot as he looks at zayne and his beautiful emerald eyes in the tacky bar lighting. how warm and inviting he looked absent from the cold sterility of the hospital. and he just… he couldn’t stand hearing zayne talk badly about himself. that no one would love him or want him.

so on instinctual nature.. he kissed him. nothing more than a small peck. but still… a kiss nonetheless. in the embarrassment, he stands from the bar stool holding up his hands defensively.

s-shit. zayne i’m so sorry. i don’t know what came over me I’ll just.. I’ll go.