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His look of surprise when MC is touchy feely or affectionate with him.
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‘Baby Mama, this your song’

Synopsis: I saw the Megan Markle and Harry video of them dancing to induce labor and I just KNOW Caleb would make a fool of himself to help MC through labor.
Warnings: Pregnancy, pregnancy pain, mentions of birth, fluff, marriage.
Caleb had never been so terrified in his life. His wife groaned, biting her lip as another contraction hit her again. She sat in the hospital bed, grasping tightly onto Caleb's hand. Sweat beaded at her forehead as pain spread throughout her body.
Caleb, however, was by her side the whole time, rubbing her back and whispering comforting words to her. Although panic and worry was clear in his eyes, he tried his best to appear calm. "You're doing great, love," he murmured. "Just a little longer now."
The day stretched on into night with no signs of progress. She had swung your legs over the hospital bed, IV still attached as she paced the room. Caleb was scrolling on his phone, looking for something to progress labor.
But then, a video of a woman dancing to progress labor popped up in his feed.
It was a silly dance, hands on her knees, popping her back like she was at the bar and not the delivery room. But he was desperate to try anything.
Caleb raised an eyebrow at the video, pausing and looking up at her. "Hey love, I think I found something that could help," he said, motioning for her to come close. He held his phone out to show her the video.
"Someone suggested dancing to progress labor," Caleb explained, placing a hand on her lower back. "I know you're tired, but I think it's worth a shot."
She gave a groan, holding her aching lower back. “Really Caleb?”
Caleb chuckled softly, a cheeky smile gracing his lips. "Come on, love. It's just dancing. And I promise I'll make sure you don't fall. Just humor your dear loving husband," he teased, holding out his arms in offer to her.
She shook her head with a sigh, but she couldn't keep the slight smile from her face. "Alright, fine. For the baby, I suppose I can humor you." She reached out for Caleb, and he gently took her by the waist, moving to the center of the room.
Caleb placed his hands on her hips, guiding her movements as he encouraged her to sway to the beat of the music. "There you go, love. Just follow my lead. Keep moving those hips."
He tried to distract her from the pain, wanting nothing more than to ease her discomfort. They danced around, Caleb's eyes not leaving her face, making sure he had a good hold on her.
She smiled up at him, seeing the goofy smile on her face. “You’re silly.” A hard kick to her abdomen had her letting out a soft groan.
Caleb winced at the sight of her grimace but continued to stay positive, swaying them both to the music. "Just a little longer, love. We're getting through this together."
He could see the exhaustion on her face, but he also saw the glint of determination. "Look at you, doing so good for our baby."
They continued to dance, with Caleb making sure she stayed steady as she moved. Every time he could tell another contraction was about to hit her, he would hold her closer and rub circles on her hips, doing his best to distract her from the pain.
As the song ended, Caleb kissed her forehead. "Doing okay, love?" he asked softly, keeping a protective arm around her waist.
She nodded, taking deep breaths as she tried to catch her breath. She leaned her head on Caleb's shoulder, her hand resting over her expanding stomach. "I'm alright," she whispered, the exhaustion evident in her voice. "Just ready for this baby to come out."
Caleb nodded, his hand continuing to run circles on her hip. "I know, love. It won't be much longer now. You're doing so good," he reassured her, kissing her head again.
He stayed by her side, his attention solely on her and the well-being of their unborn child. Caleb silently swore he would do everything in his power to make sure both of them stayed safe.
The two change from a soft ballroom dance, to something with an upbeat rhythm. The pain was moved to the back of her mind, interrupted with just Caleb, being silly, shaking his butt.
Caleb couldn't help but start to goof off as they danced, shaking his butt and trying to get his wife to laugh. He put on a show, his movements exaggerated and full of enthusiasm.
"Come on, love, dance with me like we're on a club floor," he said with a grin, spinning her around and laughing as he watched the smile appear on her face.
She couldn't help but laugh at how silly Caleb was being. His goofy antics made her forget about the pain for a moment, and she went along with it. They danced to the upbeat music, their movements becoming more and more animated.
"You're crazy," she said through her laughter, shaking her head. "Who knew a dance routine could be a labor technique?"
Caleb chuckled, still not stopping his movements. "Hey, whatever works, right? I just wanted to make you laugh and forget about the pain for a while."
He pulled her close, their bodies moving in sync with the music. Caleb couldn't help but grin as he watched the stress disappear from her face.
"Besides, seeing you laugh like this is worth feeling a bit goofy," he said, nuzzling her neck affectionately.
They continued dancing, their movements growing more and more playful. Caleb spun her around, being careful of her IV, dipped her, and made faces at her until she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Despite the exhaustion and pain, she found herself completely caught up in the moment, laughing and enjoying herself as much as possible. The room felt less sterile and more like a party.
Caleb had countless of videos and photos of his wife. Documenting his entire life. He sat up his phone against her water cup and pressed record, getting the perfect angle to her wiggling her hips, hands cupping her belly.
He watched her from behind, admiring her form as she swayed her hips and rubbed her belly, a wide grin on his face. He couldn't help but feel proud of her for keeping her spirits up even with everything going on.
"You're so beautiful, love," he said softly, watching as she flashed a smile at the camera before returning to her dancing.
She reached out to him. “I can’t do it without my dance partner.”
Caleb chuckled, immediately stepping up and joining her again. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as they began to move together once more.
"We make quite the pair, don't we?" he grinned, looking into her eyes. He placed a hand on her stomach, feeling the movement of their baby beneath it.
They continued to dance, the hospital room now transformed into a makeshift dance floor. Caleb spun her around, dipping her low and then bringing her up with a laugh. The music played on, their movements growing more and more passionate.
As they danced, Caleb couldn't help but feel a rush of emotions. He was nervous, ecstatic, and completely in awe of the woman in front of him. She was carrying their child, bearing through the pain with such strength and grace. He loved her more than words could describe.
He pulled her close again, his hands on her hips as they danced. "You're amazing, you know that?" he murmured, his gaze unwavering. "I can't believe how strong you are. You're going to be the best mother our child could ever have."
She wrapped her arms around the back of his neck with a smile. “I’m just as strong as my husband.”
Caleb chuckled, his hands sliding around her back. "You're giving me too much credit," he said, shaking his head. "You're the one doing the hard work here."
He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "But I'll always be here to support you, no matter what. We're a team, remember?"
She rested her head on his chest, her body leaning into his. "How did I get so lucky?" she asked with a sigh, her eyes fluttering shut.
The dancing had slowed down, now just a gentle swaying as they held each other. Caleb rubbed her back soothingly, his lips pressing against the top of her head.
And what would you know, their dancing worked like magic. She gasped and clung to him as a powerful contraction ripped through her body. Caleb held her steady, hushing her pained cries, whispering encouragement.
Caleb held her tightly, his heart clenching as he felt her body go rigid with pain. "I'm right here, love. You're doing so good," he whispered, his hand rubbing soothing circles on her back. "Just breathe through it."
He knew the intensity of the contraction meant they were getting close, and the thought made his heart pound.
She tightened her grip on him, her nails digging into his shoulders. "It hurts. It hurts so bad," she gasped, her face twisted in agony.
Caleb gritted his teeth, trying to keep his composure for her sake. "I know, love. I know. But you're so strong. Just a little longer, I promise."
He held her close, murmuring words of comfort in her ear. "You can do this. Remember to breathe. In and out, just like we practiced."
The pain seemed to last an eternity, but eventually, it subsided. She slumped against him, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Caleb held her tight, his own heart racing as he watched her suffer.
She let her head fall back, inhaling sharply through her nose. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, his strong hands guiding her hips to continue to wobble back and forth. “I think it’s time.”
Caleb's eyes widened, his heart racing even faster. "Okay, love. It's okay, you're doing so good."
He helped her back to the bed, his hands gentle as he guided her onto the sheets. "Just stay calm and focus on breathing, alright? I'm right here with you."
Time flew by in the blink of an eye.
Caleb stood in the corner of the dance studio, watching his little ballerina prancing around with the other toddlers.
Caleb's heart swelled with pride as he watched his little girl twirling around in a tiny tutu, her dark curls bouncing with every graceful movement. He couldn't help but smile as he watched her, a mixture of joy and nostalgia washing over him.
It seemed like just yesterday that he and his wife had been dancing in the hospital room, trying desperately to induce labor. And now, here they were, watching their daughter discover her love for dance.
Yeah, she definitely inherited his dance moves though.
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I know I don't post much here but I did a quick Landscape photos of Caleb's new card!! Pt.1
Pls do credit me if my MCs face is in it if you repost the photo! Thank you!!
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things that Sylus would say during sex:
"You're safe"
"Breathe, kitten."
"If you ever want me to stop, say the word and I'll stop."
"Tell me if it hurts too much"
"Tell me what you want me to do to you"
"Be good and tell me what you want"
"Do you want to go further?"
"Do you want me to stop?"
"Does it feel good?"
"Is this ok?"
"Are you ok, kitten?"
"If at any point you want me to stop, I need you to say it. Can you do that for me?"
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Why is his house so pretty!?😭






I hope one day we get something like the destiny cafe, but it’s his house.
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The ink is smudged, rendering all distinguishing features indiscernable
anyways guess who finished that new myth today.
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Okay guys I have an idea for a love and deepspace fanfic but I can't write for shit
so basically yk that episode of my little pony (stay with me here) where princess luna creates a nightmare to punish herself for her actions as nightmare moon? what if Mc is self aware of her past life with the guys and she like creates her own kind of dream (? not sure of dream is the right world but i think it would be like a vivid vision like lunas..idk how mc would make it tho) to torture herself for the pain the guys went through- like she blames herself for their pain and heartache so she created a world where they hate her- they insult her, hell, these versions of them even have significant others that are everything mc isnt but has always wanted to be. In the episode the mane 6 goes into lunas dream, if somehow the guys could go into her twisted punishment of a dream how would they react to the version of them she made to torture herself? idk im really bad at writing so idk if that explanation even makes sense
(If you write this pls tag me I wanna read it so bad)

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So I need some help, which look do you like better? Do you like the left one (which is the look I'm currently using) or the right one (new look)

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youtube
In case you missed your man's call (Evermore Vows) I already collected it and give subtitles because infold why you dont give the subtitles...
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Sylus 🆕️wedding scenes
may we all got wedding cards next Thu 👰🏼♀️💍
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They got him.
I was going to draw angst... but the DEMONS INSIDE ME HAD TO BE FED.
Happy Halloween? I guess??? 🤷♀️
Sushi Rafayel
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