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the best incest fic i have read so far is this fucking unclekuna fic my fucking GODDDD.

its SO fucking good i feel INSANE.

this is my like, what? third time rereading it and like. just like DAMNNNN. DAMN, FUCK ITS SO FUCKING GOOD. i feel insane.

give me more uncles who want to be your dad and boyfriend. i feel INSANE.

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It may have been a mistake to jump straight into trying to write a long fanfic without ever writing short stuff beforehand because I don’t wanna complete it anymore. Maybe because I wasn’t passionate about the plot itself

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tsundere!mc and caleb sleeping together <3

beep beep beep

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“…caleb, your dick is rubbing against me”, you manage to get out, barely awake. caleb doesn’t answer, not fully awake, he opens one of his groggy eyes to look at your form. Closes his eyes and rolls over.

“I didn’t say you should move away…”

You can feel the weight shift on the bed. Slowly his hand is on your waist and he starts to nuzzle against the curve where your neck meets your shoulder.

He grinds once, nudging himself against you softly.

You’re both too tired from your hectic jobs. Bodies begging for just a few more minutes of sleep. For now you simply bask in each other’s presence before the second alarm of the morning starts blaring.

I started uni today, I’m tired. But I also still want caleb, just softer

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What am I gonna do with the literature I need to read for class when I think peak fiction is getting my holes filled (this is a recession indicator I feel)

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Zayne confessing to mc who has pcod/pcos but never cared about it that much.

He’s told her he likes her. Cheeks red and ears too. Now he’s listing the things he’d do for her if she gives them a chance because mc is stunned and doesn’t know what to say.

Taking her out, sharing his ice cream with her, petting her hair till she falls asleep. He’s said all that.

“And when you have your period, I’ll make sure you have what you need. I can cool you down with my evol if you’re hot… and bring u hot bags too. Whether you want milk or dark chocolate-“

“What if I don’t get periods?”

“Hm?”

“What if I don’t get my period- I mean, I do have them but the time in between is sometimes in months”

“mc, im not sure that’s normal, we should get it checked immediately.”

“But it’s finee, I kinda like it when I don’t have them. Makes being a hunter easier y’know”, she starts walking down the road. “And I feel fine, I don’t think it’s dangerous.”

“Going for a routine checkup would do you no harm, mc.”, he’s walking down the road right behind her now, blabbering on about the perks of routine checkups and how he’d accompany her if she’s scared.

“wow…

my boyfriend sure nags a lot”

A stop. “… do you mean to say you agree to be with me?”

“Hm, just book the appointment for me, would you?”, she smiles back at him.

note: I realised I’m not here to make sense all the time. And I think he’d be worried about mc’s health in general is all

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5 notes on recent post. I celebrate with a pint of beer (I don’t drink)

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I think Zayne caleb hate fuck

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the dynamic between mc x sylus x caleb is absolutely a brat tamer and his 2 brats. caleb is the most bratty in the dynamic due to his begrudging acceptance of not being mc's sole person.

like i think sylus would actually get under caleb's skin and really fuck with him that way bc sylus is definitely a "im down for whatever. ill fuck your older brother, i don't care." where caleb is NOT as accepting and can't be... exactly what sylus is for mc, which is like this unending realm of freedom.

like where caleb wants to lock mc in the attic, sylus wants to fund their inevitable world domination, if that's what they want. sylus is genuinely like nothing but radical acceptance when it comes to mc.

and it would fuck with caleb SO bad. he'd be SO fucking bothered by the fact that like sylus is capable of being better for his little sibling than he is, that sylus could just accept another guy being in the picture-- and furthermore not only accept it but to embrace it.

like, sylus would- SYLUS WOULD NOT ONLY BE LIKE whatever im down HE'D SWIFTLY SHIFT TO LIKE. yeah i wanna fuck him. i wanna shove him into the bed and watch him cry while i make his little sibling watch. they would love it too.

and that, the not only acceptance but the embrace of that, is what would make caleb be like. okay fine. fine i'll stay. BECAUSE HE DOESNT WANT TO BE THE ONE WHO LIKE. GIVES UP, AND HE DOESN'T WANT SYLUS TO BE BETTER THAN HIM, HE WANTS TO BE THE VERY BEST FOR HIS LITTLE SIBLING!!!

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“banger post”, I say to myself. Tempted to like my own post so it has 1 note

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Drabbles (?)

Caleb

1:24am, 24/08/25: au streethfighter caleb

12:19am, 25/08/25 tsun reader and caleb’s morn wood

Zayne

11:19pm, 24/08/25: mc with pcod/pcos

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imagine Caleb and mc were just two kids in different labs 🙂 so Caleb never becomes a pilot. With nothing he wants to protect, will he consider being a pilot or will be descend into self loathing and hating the people in his lab. (Yall I haven’t played the game in some time because of space issues and I also haven’t watched videos on their memories. I don’t know lore).

Don’t think he’ll try to keep up a perfect image with no mc in his life. Or will he? Maybe it’s intrinsic to him to want to not appear weak.

What if he still becomes part cyborg but instead of being a colonel, ever just pick him up after they find him in an underground fighting arena and think he’ll be useful so they just add enhancements to use him as a killing machine (I DONT CARE IF THAT SOUNDS CLICHE)

Caleb, with the chip rn probably already worries what it might do to him. What if he loses control and hurts her? (As people have pointed out)

But imagine he never grew up in a relatively normal neighbourhood after getting out of this hypothetical separate lab. Tough conditions pushing him to harden himself both inside and outside, leaving him tattered and worldview more skewed.

Imagine he meets mc on this secret undercover job he does. He could sell apples for all I care.

And then they like each other and mc senses something is wrong but can’t tell he’s a cyborg secret agent yet. So she tries. One day she even brings apple blossom bouquet. Because it’s mc trying to make things work more (They’d fuck in apple sauce if I were to decide)

He’s too scared. He thinks she’s sunlight through a canopy embodied, smelling of, AGAIN, apples! and vanilla. If canon Caleb is scared of hurting her as he is, imagine this Caleb, pushing her away more than ever. Thinks he’s not worthy of her because he can’t not find her perfect in any universe.

Only way I can kinda think of them ending up together is if he loses the only thing he ties his worth to: his strength. His new additions to the cyborg body parts mess with his evol. Maybe ever experimented and came up with something like a delusion from genshin. But its core is flawed, unbalanced and it just throws his evol off. Now every time he tries to use his evol to its full potential- it’s gonna pull his muscles inwards, leaving him damaged. (I’m thinking,… like dr house’s thigh muscle being gone).

Oh he hates himself now. He’d run away and never come near mc again. BUT JUST WANTS HER SO BAD. WANTS TO SMELL HER HAIR. MASSAGE HER FEET. TWIRL HER AROUND AND LAUGH WITH HER !! But he leaves, surely thinking that’s the best thing he can do for her. Taking with him only the pressed blossoms.

He’s gone.

Gone, yes. BUT HES EVER’S LITTLE KILLING BOT SO THEY TRACK HIM DOWN. this time replacing his body with steel and erasing his memories. (I have no idea where I’m going with this) but cmon he loves her too much, we know he’ll remember her.

(In between arc where mc comes face to face with cyborg caleb, but he doesn’t remember sigh)

But he will remember. trust. Words, feelings, people and scents reminding him of mc.

NOW HE GOES TO HER!!! HE GOES TO HER HURRAY.

Half his face now made of metal and and wires coming out his nape, connecting his still human brain to his cold body. (Parts of him used for his new body: brain/head, skeleton and parts of his nerves)

In the rain they stand, mc slowly and carefully approaching his form. Caleb stands there, unmoving. And she knows he remembers. She frowns of relief and tears almost seem to burst out of her and she throws herself at him. She’s missed him. Missed her caleb.

Caleb holds her head steady against her head against his whirring chest.

He leans down just enough to whisper into her ear. Mc can’t believe what she’s hearing as she stands there, now looking up at him in horror. A prayer to let her be the one to kill him. Shoot him in the head, he says.

“I love you”

Gah I don’t play the game anymore but boy is it fun to think about him

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Saying "oooh, you liiiikeeee me" to Zayne in that really childish and cute way while poking his chest and he gets soooooo red

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Kinktober Love & Deepspace Masterlist <3

I come before yall a month and a half early BECAUSE this is going to be my FIRST KINKTOBER!!! Im super excited and i wanted to get a head start!!!

Down below will be the list i have for every day. If you have any suggestions or requests let me know AHEAD OF TIME‼️

Day 1: Creampie

Day 2: Bondage

Day 3: Cosplay

Day 4: Mutual Masturbation

Day 5: Clothed Sex

Day 6: Thigh Riding

Day 7: Massage

Day 8: Public Sex

Day 9: Sex Toys (any lnds LI)

Day 10: Lingerie

Day 11: Cock warming

Day 12: First time w/ all LI

Day 13: Phone Sex

Day 14: Bathtub Sex

Day 15: Uniform

Day 16: Sexting

Day 17: Collar

Day 18: Face Fucking

Day 19: Car Sex

Day 20: Overstimulation

Day 21: Reaction to you wearing SHORT SHORTS

Day 22: Thigh Fucking

Day 23: Edging

Day 24: Rough Sex

Day 25: Praising

Day 26: Mirror Sex

Day 27: Breeding

Day 28: Face Sitting

Day 29: Tongue Piercing and Cunnilingus

Day 30: Quiet Sex

Day 31: Anal/ BACKSHOTS

Headers from Pinterest and Divider is reblogged!!!

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i want everyone to know that i am a caleb main and i am every caleb main's worst nightmare. i WANT angst in that "fluff" card. i WANT him to suffer in his sleep. i WANT to hear him groan in agony wondering if mc will reject him one day after she truly finds out how depraved he is. there will be NO PEACE. i have an angst agenda.

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I try not to read smut but who am I to stop a woman from exploring her sexuality.

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Because we’re family.

pt 2 to Anchor!

Pairing: Reader x Caleb (17 & 18, respectively)

Rating: 🍏

Warnings: implied pseudo incest | parental emotional neglect | sexist parent.

Synopsis: Dinnertime ends up being an uncomfortable reminder of the issues in your family.

You were a family; you, your mother, your father and caleb- your brother. Or so you’ve been told growing up. He’s your brother in a sense of the word, yes. He’s always been there for you at every point of your life. Your anchor.

At every class graduation. At every competition. At every guardian meeting your parents failed to attend. Always there for you. Always celebrating you.

Comforting you after every badly given test. Every heartbreak. Any problem at all. He’d always promised he’d make it better and like magic, he always did.

You don’t like to admit it out loud anymore. But he’s always been your hero. Your guide. Your saviour. Still, you wouldn’t admit that to him because you can already see his shit eating grin and the teasing tone that would echo after you for weeks to follow if he were to find out you think of him so highly.

He’s your brother. You’ve always known this. Atleast since you were 4. And he,5. Brought home by your father one day after his “parents” passed away. It’s something almost never brought up. Your parents never treating him like he’s any different from their own blood. Maybe because they didn’t pay much attention to begin with, but you don’t mind anymore. Because Caleb has always been there with you. Hand in hand.

Sometimes you wondered if he knew that you’d do anything for him. Sometimes you’d imagine being more- a feeling of reaching for something forbidden. But you’d always push your thoughts aside; always feeling ashamed but not quite disgusted. You recognised that and felt even smaller. Guilt overriding any lingering desires. Desires you had always attributed to your growing body- a child’s mind finding ways to soothe itself, you thought. Now older, pushing them aside as something left over.

You had a role to fulfill.

When you get home, Caleb is helping your mother prepare things in the kitchen for dinner. He was now alone, placing the vegetables separately.

Onions, potatoes and tomatoes all chopped up and ready.

You walk up behind Caleb.

“Gege”

“Hm? You’re back” he smiles, still a little flustered and afraid to face you directly, “what’s up?”

“Sorry about this morning, you were just looking out for me. Brought you something”

“Oh?”, he turns around, relieved. “I see I see. Someone’s finally come around and realised how great of a brother I am, huh?”, he chuckles, thanking the gods for not letting you notice anything. He promises to be better for you.

“Hmm yeah... Close your eyes” you smiled.

“Okay?”

“Open your mouth”

And there it was, your brother’s mouth wide open and ready for…

Cilantro????

Caleb jumps back, startled by the horrid taste. Face contorting and lips pursing. He rushed to the sink, already spitting the contents in his mouth.

“What was that about?? And..”, he spits, “there’s still dirt, oh god… Where’d you even find it?”

“There”, you point to the grocery bag on the table where Caleb had intentionally left the green bunch. Eyebrows raised and a smug smile now plastered on your face.

“It’s my love for you, gege”, you blow him a kiss.

“You little-“, a smirk tugging on his lips before he starts to chase after you.

You were family. In this small room, running around the dining table, you were family. Uncertainty about your bond fading into a feeling of safety that envelops you two. Giggles erupting from both of you as you evade his fast hands.

This is how it’s supposed to be.

“Caleb, how’s school? You’re in your last year of high school… I hope to see good results.”, asks your father at the dinner table. His string of words sounding like an order more than anything.

“…Yes, sir.”, is all he says. Or all he’s allowed to say, knowing anything more would be unneeded or even unappreciated.

You were never close so you know it’s futile to wait for him to ask about you too. But a few moments of silence pass and you pathetically hold your breath and wait; half heartedly preparing yourself for any possible questions coming your way.

But they never do.

And so you’re forced to gulp down another spoonful of gravy.

This doesn’t go unnoticed by Caleb. How could he. You were the center of all his trials. Anything to keep out of harm, he would do. So, he starts, “ At school-“, attempting to bring you into the conversation. But he’s interrupted by your mother, “We trust you, Caleb. You’ve always been good. You also take care of your sister.”, she smiles softly. Meaning no harm. Never meaning harm but never comforting either. Caleb felt shot down. No longer seeing an opening to start any sort of discussion about you.

Through his peripheral, he could see you: trying to act unaffected but he knows you too well. Knows you’ve tried to keep everything buried inside. How it breaks you every time despite how strong you’ve built yourself. He’s heard your muffled cries through your door. Always there waiting in case one day you’d come out and want a hug or someone to complain too. He worries if you never went to him because at the end of the day, he wasn’t your actual brother but an orphan taken in by your father after his adoptive parents passed in a train accident. It’s not ideal, knowing he was brought home because your father wanted a son but never had one. After multiple miscarriages, you were born. A girl. Unbecoming, unworthy and ultimately too difficult to love-

He brings his attention back to the table.

“It’s nothing compared to what you both have done for me.”, he smiles back at your mother.

“Oh, don’t be a stranger now, son”, chimes your mother. “After all, you and your father here look alike. People who haven’t known us for long don’t even question it.”, she smiles, looking down at her plate of food. Sometimes you wondered how they could just say things like that. Treating him like family only to constantly reinforce his habits of outcasting himself.

Caleb lets out a soft chuckle. Eyes reminiscent of the time your classmate in 4th grade screamed at the playground about him not being your real brother, saying his parents had told him. He stood there helpless, teeth shaking and eyes wandering. He was just telling him to stop bothering you. It wasn’t right. You remember how his big eyes were turning teary. Your classmate wasn’t lying and you knew that. Now you think you should’ve fought back for Caleb but the fact remains that you didn’t. You’ll never forgive yourself. But you did what you thought was best at 9 years. You took his hand firm in yours and took to a secluded spot under a tree to “look for 4 leaf clovers”. Caleb didn’t cry. He couldn’t cry infront of you; show his weaknesses. So he got to looking for the clover. Your big brother would do anything for you. He’d pluck the stars and bring it to you if he could but for now he’d try his best to look for a 4 leaf clover where you could see none, the small plants already taken by other children who had looked for the same.

This was your family. There’s nothing to do and there’s nothing to say. No one to reach out to and no one to complain.

Caleb couldn’t complain about your silly little cilantro prank to your mother. He didn’t mind. But you still wondered if he would’ve wanted to, had he been brought up differently? Would he been more open with showing his anger if the fact that you were the only actual child born to this family wasn’t looming over him? If he didn’t feel pressured to excel at everything he does so it didn’t fall on you? You’re not sure. So all you do is try your best.

Both of you do. For each other.

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no smut, just exploring their relationship with reader’s parents a little bit. This is here just to connect two parts ehehe. NEXT CHAPTER THEY FUCK SO REJOICE

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