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hallo again, brought some more art 💕 I saw this expression in the Seething Flames memory and was TRANSFIXED

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Imagine if Caleb didn't say anything about him being alive because he knew he was an active threat to you, and that Ever wanted to use him as a weapon against you. So he opted to silently disappear from your life and take down Ever in the background. He would climb the ranks, he would tear them apart, piece by piece. He would use his position as Colonel of the Farspace Fleet to gain the power to destroy everyone who hurt you, hurt him, all while you thought he was dead.

He was resigned to disappearing from your life, so long as you were okay somewhere else. He would let his feelings for you die. He was fine being away from you. He was okay being dead to you. So long as you were safe and happy. So long as Ever wasn't a threat, nor was he a threat.

But then you showed up again. And things changed. And the moment you kept pushing for answers and pushing for him to come back in his life, he relented. Despite how insistent he was that he was no longer who you knew, you still wanted him back, you fought so vehemently to get him to stay.

So he had to stay with you. He couldn't ignore the want he had inside of him, eating away at him. After all, he's a man to you now, and he made that clear. And you seemed open to the idea of being by his side, no longer just childhood friends or brother and sister figures.

Just... he also has to now figure out how to protect you. Especially when the biggest ticking time bomb? The biggest weapon pointed at you?

Is himself.

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Love & Deepspace full set.

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Caleb and MC love is like forbidden fruit - a sin they should not have committed.

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Oh gosh, the more I know the worst and best I feel

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i want the sixth love interest to be poor because how tf are you justifying me buying these stupid rich men clothes with my own money i thought they love me what the hell why am i their sugar mama

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Would you forgive him? 🤎

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sylus and his 'friend'

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Cosmic Encounter wallpapers

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Who MC met. Who MC created

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we don’t talk enough about how grassland romance is the equivalent to the shared dream sylus and mc had in the myth. all they’ve craved in the past is a place where they can simply exist and love each other freely. a place where they can share the domesticity of being a couple and learn how to love, and one where said love wouldn’t be shunned upon. one where they’re exchanging the softest of kisses in endless fields of daturas without a worry because his beloved isn’t cursed to be his arch nemesis. even if it was a dream, deep inside, it was something they both wanted, and cherished for the rest of their lives.

sylus, the leader of onychinus, was so ready to leave everything behind, including his extravagant lifestyle in order to be with mc, without as much as a second thought. “i can adapt to any location and call it home, as long as i’m willing … but, now i have a condition. if you’re not there, then i’m not interested.” “i told you, i’m not interested adapting to a place if you’re not there” …. something about the verbal confirmation that comes so easy to him that’s extremely comforting. home is simply wherever she is and it’s more because the person than the place. grassland romance is the turning point of their relationship and it’s shown in the gentleness and softness that’s freely exchanged between them. the way he learns the native language so he has plenty of ways to express his feelings to her and the way he is so happy to not only introduce her as his lover, but show it through sincere actions.

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caleb is 10 when he realizes that he's a physical touch fiend. the rush he gets when his hand lingers on top of your skin after playing with you is like no other. when he presses into your side while you're reading, his thoughts always circle around one topic: you, you, you. when you would run into his room after a nightmare, caleb was ready to swoop you in his arms and hold you until you fell asleep. every response towards you was involuntary.

caleb is 15 when he realizes that teasing 13-year-old you becomes irresistible. when he holds up your book, pencil, or some other item in the air, he watches as you jump up and down to try and grab it back. he's grown a lot in three years; if he had to estimate, he's a whole head taller than you now—20cm at least.

when you throw yourself onto him in an attempt to get your stuff back, he falters. you're laying against him on the couch, shuffling and moving up and down over his body, and caleb's breath hitches. you're so close and right there.

he's going insane. you can't even stand up for five seconds before caleb pulls you down against him once more, saying something about retaliation or revenge while tickling you to death.

caleb is 20 when he's about to leave for the DAA. there's an air of silence around the house. you've trapped yourself in your room more often, stressing over your senior finals. at least, that's what you've been telling him.

"i'm sorry caleb, i really need to study for this test."

"oh! i totally forgot about that project i had due tonight. shit, i'm sorry caleb. we'll have another movie night soon, okay?"

he doesn't know if you're actually this busy or if you're actually ignoring him. all he does know is that he misses you. he wonders about how he could miss someone who was in the room across from him. you were so close, but so far.

when you found out he was leaving—though you had a grin on your face while congratulating him—caleb knew you were devastated. he wondered if you were secretly mad at him for leaving.

two weeks before his departure, he practically forces you to be around him. he laid down next to you like before. he stroked your hair while you napped on the couch. he teased you and picked you up so you could hit him and grab him like you used to. he always chose to put his arm around you during a movie. he dragged you by the hand all around the neighborhood. he needed to all of that again, a thousand times more.

but at 24, it seems like there may have been a wedge between the two of you. calls are more and more infrequent.

"sorry, space signal sucks," he'd type.

"sorry, i was busy with training!" you'd reply, 2 days later.

he thinks that he would do anything to go back to before. he hasn't felt you in months. he sees you only twice a year.

it's hard. it was excruciating during the first few weeks. not only was he dealing with bootcamp, but he always found himself looking to his side, thinking you'd be there with him. at night, you were there, right next to him in bed.

he imagined that you would whisper words of reassurance in his ear. you'd hold onto him like you used to, when you had nightmares, and wrap your legs between his. there were days where we stroked his necklace, wishing that it was your hand instead. what he would give to have you next to him.

all he wants is to be able to feel you again. he chastises his 10-year-old self for taking you for granted back then. he wants to feel the apples of your cheeks when he caresses your face. once,—when he was 13 (you, 11)—he did that, and he thought you had a fever the way you warmed up. if he could, caleb would build a time machine to go back to that.

caleb is 25 when he is out of your life.

he thinks about you every day. it reminds him of when he was in bootcamp five years ago. it takes him back to when he was fifteen; you were on top of him, and his brain was fried to a crisp. caleb wonders if he's always been this way, because he can recall that at ten, you were still the only thing consuming his mind.

even during his arm repairs, you're there throughout all the pain.

when you discover his metal arm, all of caleb's instincts point to the door. he's spent so long trying to hide it from you: it's the constant long-sleeves (even though they made him incredibly uncomfortable), or making sure to only touch you with his left-hand (even though he wanted to pull you in with both hands).

but he stays. because it's you.

you freeze momentarily, listening to his writhes and moans of pain. caleb only notices you're there when he feels your hands brush his shoulder. he jolts back in surprise, and he sees you looming over him.

he stammers something, not even sure of what he said because you're here. you see him. you see it.

caleb's wanted this for so long. he wanted to see you again, in a state where you were both vulnerable, like old times. however, that moment probably wouldn't have come if he doesn't confess about this, so he relays the details.

you listen attentively, eyes wide with shock as caleb goes on. your hands wrap around his metal one, and he feels nothing. it's agonizing. he sees you examine him so gently. your fingers trace over bolts and plates of metal, lightly stroking up and down his arm. and caleb feels nothing.

how often has he dreamed of this? for you to be touching him again, so intimately and softly? he's stayed up countless nights wishing for you to be here, just so he can put his arms around you in a crushing embrace, only to be incapable of feeling you on one side of his body.

you pull away from his arm, asking if the fleet was accountable. when he doesn't say anything, he feels your weight lift off the bed and go towards the door.

whatever happens next is involuntary. he uses his flesh arm to pull you back, caging you between his forearm and his chest. there's no thought to it, no rationalization. it's just you and him. and he's been deprived of this for so long.

he breathes into the crevice of your neck, and he has half a mind to place his entire face there. he wants to breathe you in after being away from you for so long. no conversations, no contact, no touching. the last time he was this close to you was years ago. he needs this, caleb thinks.

the feel of you against his bare chest is something he cannot seem to describe. it's like he's his teenage (or even kid) self again, where he seems to short-circuit whenever he comes in contact with you. you're still small compared to him, but you fit perfectly like you did a decade ago.

he lets you go after he feels you trembling. you don't hesitate to place your hands on his waist and tackle him onto the bed. you catch him off-guard as you pin him beneath you, looking straight into his eyes.

"hold me," you plead, "with your right hand."

caleb lets out a shaky breath. there are voltages of electricity flowing through him—literally and figuratively. his skin sparks alive when he feels you. will it be the same with the metal arm?

slowly, caleb raises his mechanical arm. he wraps it around you, and feels the movement of your back shift downwards. you released a breath you didn't know you were holding. caleb held his.

you wait patiently before caleb starts running his metal hand up and down your back. you watch him exhale as he continues. you press your forehead on his, and you breathe in tandem with him.

caleb is 25 when he discovers that he loves physical touch.

wow like i didn't expect this to get so long... but like here we are???

i think we need to start embracing touch-starved caleb in all of our fics. this man hasn't seen the love of his life in YEARS (infrequently, anyway) so i think once she touches him (like INTIMATELY) for the first time in years he goes a little cray.

also sorry the ending was rushed i wanted to get this over with bc i intented this to be like 500 words but obviously it got way longer than that. what can i say... this freak has dug into my brain.

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The lighting in Gem Affection is already so so pretty but then you gotta straight up murder me with glasses Raf. What the helllll.

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No but imagine after a long day of being yelled at by the farspace fleet colonel you log onto moments and see ur literal boss comment “XD” and “:P” under some girl’s post

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Floral Blessing 🔖

Xavier but with this new CNY event outfit 😍

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Thoughts as I'm going through Homecoming Wings Ch1 - Vanishing Skyward

Various thoughts, theories and nonsense from when I went through Vanishing Skyward for the 2nd time. SPOILERS AHEAD

Caleb trusts us to immediately catch on even with the 'Farspace Colonel' act and play along. Grabbing his wrist like he always does was supposed to be a signal to confirm it's still him.

Caleb is scared of being alone (Child Caleb asking 'Does this mean we'll never be alone again?')

Seems like maybe Caleb has been through MC forgetting everything before?

He puts MC's safety over everything else, no matter who that makes him become.

He puts so much emphasis on always being here, yet he was gone with no attempt at contact for so long. I can't trust these words yet.

He won't let himself be abandoned. ('If I hadn't joined the fleet I would have been 'abandoned' .....does he mean terminated? like a failed experiment?)

I don't understand his explanation for not contacting MC. Poor translation?

He knows about Aether Cores. I have wondered before....does he have one himself?

'I just knew' (about the Aether Core).....can he read minds?? or influence other's thoughts? if his gravity Evol is based on electromagnetic fields then...maybe? (Gravitoelectromagnetism) But maybe it doesn't work on MC due to Aether core?

I feel like pipsqueak is a line he draws between himself and MC, a reminder to not go too far or give in to his feelings.

He could always find where MC is hiding....so maybe he can read MC's mind? or sense where MC is at least?

'Can't you trust me?' ....Not yet Caleb. Not yet, at least for me personally. I'm not suspicious of him but he needs to earn MC's trust back still.

Are there parallels between Mia and Kevi's story and MC and Caleb? The protection of a big brother wanting to keep his sister sheltered from the truth.

Snake man is genetically modified somehow? and has mech parts.....similar to Caleb....and Caleb knows him by name.

'Perfect Vessel'? MC? are there others who are 'imperfect' vessels?

'The Professor'? a secret organization? or is it Ever?

'Final Clean-up' of Spatium cores? or all Aether Cores? Will he really betray MC for this?

I have enjoyed the casual intimacy and familiarity of this pair. It's very different from the other love interests.

They show Caleb's back to the camera in a lot in these chapters. It's odd. Very rare for the other boys to do this pose. They also shine a bright light a lot. Just really odd.

He lies, but it's to protect MC. He doesn't like it but feels it's necessary.

I don't think Caleb 'drugged' MC, only gave meds for a cold which caused drowsiness. MC sleeps like a log. Zayne was able to carry MC into his office without waking her in an earlier chapter. Holding MCs hand is unlikely to wake her.

'These threats that are lurking around you' I wonder if he means the organizations after the Aether core or all the men 😂

'This nightmare will come to an end' I wonder which part he is calling a nightmare. Like....I get that it's not great there are many people after MC but she is not some damsel in a pit of despair or anything. She is strong and bold and faces things head on.

More to come when I finish the rest of the story. I have not read Ch 2 at all yet so we shall see how my thoughts and opinions change after seeing everything.

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I love him but hate him s m