#cal blurb

[talkfastromance4]

If we’re talking hockey! Calum. I need to see some angst amongst the fairy tale. Like if he loses an important game and takes his frustration on her and she leaves.

Oof you know I love me song angst.

It’s always a big game against the Boston Bruins. For years it’s been a ‘friendly’ rivalry between the Kings and Bruins and Calum was on edge along with the rest of his team.

While he was skating along the ice he faintly heard the announcers calling out their names and the uproar that erupted when his name was called. He scans behind the glass in search of y/n and when he finally finds you, he picks up his speed. You shift so you’re at the opening and he skids to a stop.

“Hey tiger,” you greet with a smile. “How’re you feeling?”

“Amped up,” he grunts tapping his stick on the ice.

“You’ve got this. Do you have my scrunchie?” you bounce on the balls of your feet.

“Of course,” he cracks a smile. “I can’t play without it, or without a kiss from my girl.”

You tilt his helmet up so it’s resting on his forehead and meet him in the middle for a kiss. You’re used to the fans cheering every time you do this but you hope you never get used to the feeling you get whenever you kiss Calum.

“C’mon man,” Michael taps him on the shoulder quickly then skates away.

Calum breaks away and you pull his helmet back into place.

“Go get ‘em, tiger.”

“Thanks Princess.”

It’s a rough game with a lot of fights, a few of them involving Calum and some guy named Fuller from the Bruins team. You hated when he got into fights because you think back on when he tore his MCL. Sometimes in fights helmets get knocked off and fists connect with faces.

The Kings had so many ‘almost’ shots to score but ultimately, the Bruins won by scoring with the last five minutes left. The atmosphere shifted in the arena as fans were disappointed by the loss and a few cheers were heard from the random Bruins fans in attendance.

Before the teams left the ice, another fight broke out and you were shocked to see it was Calum and the Fuller guy again. Michael pulled Calum away and you shuffled out of your seat so you could wait for him.

It’s tradition for the team and their significant others to eat at The Jolly Barrel, The JB for short whether they won or lost a game. The team is sullen as they drink their beers and poke at the appetizers as you make your way towards Calum. You rest your chin on his shoulder.

“Hey Princess,” he grunts.

“Hi tiger. I’m sorry about the game,” you sit in the stool next to him.

“Yeah…me too,” he takes a big chug of his beer. He sets the bottle down then nods to the bartender for another one.

“Are you hurt at all?” you hedge and try to meet his gaze but he keeps his eyes on the bar top.

“No.”

“What was that last fight about with that Fuller guy?”

“He was talking shit and I was sick of it.”

“You shouldn’t let him get to you–”

“He was talking about you so I shut him up,” he snaps and you recoil.

“Oh.” You look around the bar, nodding to Michael and his girlfriend Crystal. “Have you eaten?”

“Not hungry.”

“You should eat something, even if it’s small like a banana. Do you want water?”

“No, y/n,” he sighs, “I don’t want a banana or gatorade or water.”

You’re not used to him acting like this, he’s lost games before but he’s never treated you this offhandedly. He’s very withdrawn and keeping you at arm’s length.

“Okay…um, do you want to relax at your apartment?”

“No.”

“We can talk about–”

“Damnet, y/n, enough all right?” he snaps finally looking at you. The bar goes a little quiet. “I’m in a piss mood and I don’t need you to try and fix everything. So let me be pissed, all right? Your glass may always be full but sometimes it’s half empty for the rest of us.”

You’re frozen in surprise. He’s never spoken to you like this. You feel ashamed and embarrassed that his whole team witnessed it but more importantly, you feel hurt.

Then anger quickly rolls in and you hop down on your feet.

“Excuse me for caring about your well-being and wanting to help you. You lost, it sucks but that doesn’t give you a right to speak to me like this.”

You voice waivers and cracks as you defend yourself. A beat passes and he turns away. The tears don’t fall until you’re running out the bar in humiliation.

***

As you practice your routine, you replay the other night over and over again in your mind. The words Calum bit at you left a mark in you that kept hurting. When you got home from the bar you silenced your phone and when you woke up to see no messages from Cal, your heart broke.

After your practice, you quit a half hour early because you weren’t focusing. As you left the ice and exited the tunnel, you spotted Calum leaning against the tunnel entrance. The way he’s looking at you reminds you of a dog with it’s tail between it’s legs when it’s done something wrong. His expression appeases you slightly but you were the one he bit so you walk past him.

“Princess, wait, I need to talk to you.”

“I don’t need to talk to you.”

“Please, it’s about the other night–”

“Oh, you have more hurtful things to say? Where’s the team?” You look behind him in search of them, “or can you do it without an audience?”

“Princess–stop!” he stands in front of you blocking your way to the locker room. “I was a total ass and a dickhead to you and I’m so so sorry. I shouldn’t have said what I said because it isn’t true. I was frustrated and I took it out on you and that was wrong of me.”

You stare at him and see how sincere he is, his brown eyes are sad and pleading.

“It really hurt me, what you said,” you whisper.

“I know,” his shoulders cave in, he stops closer to you. “I know and I hate myself for it. Please, can you forgive me? I love how caring you are and how you want to make sure I’m okay. Please, Princess, I’ll do anything.”

You look at him in thought.

“I know I can be a little overbearing sometimes…just tell me when I am and I’ll stop–”

“No,” he rests his hands on your shoulders. “You’re perfect just the way you are. I promise I won’t act like that ever again.”

“You’ll never be angry? That’s impossible, Cal. Be angry, just don’t treat me like a punching bag when I’m on your team.”

“I won’t,” he shakes his head, his fingers trail up to your neck cradling your face in his hands. “I’m so sorry I hurt you, Princess.”

“I’m sorry I was being so pushy.”

You smile at each other and embrace each other at the same time, you inhale his cologne deeply. The steady beat of his heart is music to your ears.

⛸️🏒⛸️🏒

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[33-81]

missed but never forgotten 💔

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[multi-fandom-imagine]

A/n: Yessss more Cal, I love him.

Five years….five long years since you’ve seen your favorite red headed Jedi.

You missed Cal, missed his jokes, his smile. The poncho you managed to swipe before you two went your separate ways was started to lose his scent though you couldn’t help but cringed at that thought.

“God I feel like a creep.”

Shaking your head you tugged at the poncho, your head snapping to Mirrian. You weren’t quite sure you should trust the woman’s smile. “Is something wrong?”

Shrugging her shoulders she then turned her back to you. “Cere wants to see you.”

Dropping your shoulders, you bit back a groan. “I was hoping to take a nap.”

“Trust me, you’ll want to be awake for this.”

Shaking your head you tried to wonder what the hell that meant then again you could never tell with Mirrian.

Rolling your shoulders you glanced around the room spotting Cere talking to some guy you didn’t know but your heart nearly stopped seeing who was talking to Greez.

“Cal?”

Hearing his name, Cal’s eyes went wide for a moment before he started to rush towards you and soon you were being lifted off the ground, his arms wrapped tightly around you in for a crushing embrace. “I can’t believe you’re here.” He whispered in your ear.

He was trembling as he held you, he thought he would never see you again. He did his best to look you up but you just vanished and he was to scared to ask the others.

Cal honestly thought you would hate him, maybe you did hate him. Should he even be hugging you?Wincing he then let you down as he stepped back rubbing his neck. “Sorry…..I uh got excited.”

BD-1’s beeps seeming to agree as the little robot jumped at your feet. Shaking your head you laughed for a moment stepping close. “I see you haven’t changed Cal” titling your head you then placed your hand on his cheek, him leaning into your palm.

“Well not all of you are the same, I like the beard and the hair is a nice touch.” You teased.

Letting out the breath he was holding in Cal returned your smile though it turned to confusion once it finally hit him. You were wearing his poncho, one he thought he lost. “Is that…Is that my poncho?”

Feeling warmth creep up your neck you adverted your eyes. “Maybe…it’s been helping me….I can give it-”

Shaking his head, Cal quickly grabbed hold of your hands. “You don’t…You don’t need to give it back, I want you to keep it…it looks good on you.”

It was cute, seeing the red envelope the man’s cheeks though you did see his eyes darken. You’re all to familiar with that look.

Biting your lip you took a step closer, your chest needy touching his. “Can I show you the Archives?”

“I’d like that.”

Grabbing Cal’s hand, you tugged the man towards one of the rooms ignoring Greez shouting at you both.

“Where the hell are they going?! Don’t we-.”

Mirrian hummed Placing her hand on the pilots shoulder, she gave him a smile only glancing to where you two walked off, happy to see her two close friends finally reunited again. “Let them be, they’ll be fine and they’ll be much happier when they return.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean.”

Cere sighed as het shoulder’s slumped. “I just pray they stay far away from our work.”

“Is anyone gonna clue me in on what you two are talkin-.” Seeing the look on Cere and Mirrian’s face Greez’s eyes went wide before he let out a laugh, BD-1 jumping on Mirrian’s shoulder. “Well as long as it’s ain’t the Mantis then I’m happy.”

Though it was Mirrian’s turn to let out a bark of laughter.

“Why are you laughing, why is she laughing Cere.”

Cere shrugged turning away. “I am not getting in on this, let me know when they’ve returned.”

“I just find it funny that you think they haven’t fucked on the ship.”

“Wait! What! You must be lyin! Come on Mirrian! Tell me you’re lyin? Stop walking away Mirrian.”

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[dingusfreakhxrrington]

See It Through

pairing: cal kestis x gn!reader

summary: with thoughts of past rules plaguing his mind, cal starts to question whether he’s doing the right thing.

warnings: cal questioning his relationship with reader, established relationship, a little angst?, mostly just fluff, reader reassuring cal, talk of order 66, mentions of the jedi code

word count: 631

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“Do you ever think this is wrong?”

You rolled over, cheek resting against his shoulder as you questioned, “This?”

His adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, his head just barely moving into a nod before his eyes finally landed on you.

“Us,” he clarified, his eyes straying once again as he couldn’t bare to look you in the eye as he questioned everything you had.

It was silent for a moment as you allowed him to collect his thoughts. Then, he spoke again, “I mean- We’re both Jedi and the code… the code says this is wrong. ‘There is no emotion. There is peace. There is no passion, there is serenity.’”

With a sigh, you sat up. This was far too heavy a conversation for pillow talk. “The code said a lot of things, it doesn’t mean it was always right.”

“But what if we’re just playing into the hands of the dark side?”

You looked at Cal as he too sat up beside you, his brows tense as his thoughts ran rampant.

“What if the code was wrong? Nothing good can ever come from suppressing your feelings, trust me. What if it’s part of the reason the order fell? An absence of emotion only gives rise to the darkness, Cal.”

Your explanation was sound but he still wasn’t convinced. More than anything, he was still afraid of the darkness consuming him.

“I’m still having those dreams… The nightmares…”

You placed a comforting hand on his shoulder and admitted, “I know. You talk in your sleep sometimes but that’s not you, Cal. You’re stronger than that, you won’t become an inquisitor.”

He nodded as he let your words sink in but the code still rang through his mind, echoing through every corner.

“Emotion, yet peace. Ignorance, yet knowledge. Passion, yet serenity. Chaos, yet harmony. Death, yet the Force.”

He hummed in question, brows furrowing once again as his eyes landed on you. Those were the words of the code but they were different, not as he’d ever heard them before.

“After the fall, I fled. I was in hiding for years but I never gave up on the Jedi, on everything I had been taught. I travelled in search of knowledge. That is how the code used to be, years ago. We were never supposed to ignore or suppress our feelings. To find true balance with the force you have to feel your emotions and learn how to navigate through them, both the good and the bad.”

He hummed again, finally allowing your words to break through. “Control. Balance is about finding control.”

“Yes. Us… We’re not wrong, Cal. As long as we are in control of our emotions, we won’t fall into darkness. Besides, how can this be bad? What we have is good. Love is always a good thing.”

With a smile, his head hit the pillow again and he welcomed you into his arms as you lay back down beside him. “I love you too, you know?”

You closed your eyes, thanking yourself for the moment of quiet before Cal would inevitably drag you back into trouble again. “I know.”

The order had fallen but, by learning from the past, the two of you would build it up again. You’d make it better, reembrace the old teachings but move forward. There was a long road ahead and an empire to topple, but together you’d see it through.

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[novaonhere]

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[sinning5sos]

can y/n be married to Cal and he has a son from his first marriage, and like something happy happens? idk, the son like asks her to do something big and y/n is so excited

You admired the way that Calum was moving in the front yard, his body gleaming with sweat and his muscles contracted under his shirt. He was arranging a new flower bed, specifically because you had mentioned once that you loved the idea of having one, and building it himself in front of the house the two of you shared. 

You finished washing some dishes from breakfast, when you spotted your step-son running over to Calum. He was a bonus of you marrying Calum, already nine years old and you loved him more than words could express. He had slowly warmed up to you while you had dated Calum, he was only three when the two of you first met.

His mother wasn’t in the picture, and it had left him wanting a relationship with you but he was still scared. Calum encouraged him every step of the way, allowing him to move at his own pace and for him to do what he wanted.

The two of them chatted for a minute, then both turned to look at you in the window and you smiled back at them. Calum handed him a daisy from the garden then nodded, and you watched your step-son run around the house to get in through the side door. He held the daisy out to you, which you gladly accepted and smelled it for a second, then leaned down closer to him.

“Would you want to go bowling with me to the mommy-son bowling?” He asked, rocking back and forth on his feet and you quietly gasped at the question. You immediately smiled as you nodded excitedly, and wrapped him into your arms and squeezed him tightly. 

“Of course I would, oh - I’m so excited now!” You said, pulling away and kissed the tip of his nose and he giggled before running away into the living room. You hummed as you stood up and moved back to the window, and watched Calum carry his tools back into the garage then out into the backyard. You grabbed a glass of water and carried it out to him, and wrapped your arms around his back. 

“Calum, baby guess what.” You said, and he smiled as he let his tools fall to the ground and turned in your arms to face you, but you didn’t even give him a chance to answer, “Oh, he asked me to go with him to the mommy-son thing,”

“I know baby,” He said, and you furrowed your brows but he chuckled, “He asked for permission just now in the yard before he could take you out on a date.”

You fake frowned at how cute that was, and hugged him tightly, despite him being sweaty from working all morning, but you fully embraced him. 

“I’m so happy baby, I can’t even begin to tell you. He loves you so much, when you go home - you’re all he talks about. You’re so much better for him than she could have ever been.” He murmured, and you pulled back and cupped his cheeks as you saw his eyes begin to water, “I have so many words but all I can say is thank you for loving him the way that I do.”

“Always, Cal. He’s a part of your life, and you’re a part of my life, probably the most important part. Thank you for letting me be in his life. I know he had a hard time trusting women after everything she did, but I just love him so much. I’d do anything for him,” You said, and he leaned closer and kissed your forehead, humming gently as he held you. 

“I love you,” You whispered, and he smiled as he tucked his head down and kissed your lips. 

“I love you,” 

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[calzone-d]

Jason who loves when you ride him because all he has to do is lean forward to wrap his lips around your nipples 😫

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[softcitrus2345]

thinking about maybe kinda sorta sharing some blueberry-related stuff that I've drawn/written involving Barley and Ambrose....... I know most of yall aren't really here for that so idk if I'll go through with it but I've had it sitting around so I figured I could share it but we'll see.. maybe

#softcitrus rambles #softcitrus barley #honeyfangz ambrose #blueberry inflation #I made like. a little unfinished comic and a written blurb for a specific scenario Cal and I came up with- #and I've just been kinda. sitting on it XP #idk we'll see if I actually go through with this or if I chicken out last second-

[ironhoshi]

It was the sensation of something bristly against his shoulder that dragged Boba from the depths of slumber. He let out an annoyed sound before managing to free a hand from the sheets. He reached back and shoved. Cal rolled over without protest. Boba could only rub at his eyes while he mentally swore at the jetii. The new scruffy look was great, honest, but the stubble felt like a nexu tongue against his flesh. 

BeeDee chirped from the floor. Boba cracked his eyes open before peering over the edge of the thin mattress. The droid cocked its head to the side.

"What?" Sleep still clung to his voice, giving it a scratchy sound. 

BeeDee belted out the news about something on the radar. 

Boba blinked.

"Is it friendly?" Cal asked while shifting closer. A shadow of a beard scratched at Boba's ear and he bit his lower lip. BeeDee warbled out unknown. Great. They had to get up then.

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[azems-familiar]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: Jedi: Fallen Order Series (Video Games), Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bode Akuna/Cal Kestis, mentioned Cere Junda & Cal Kestis Characters: Cal Kestis, Bode Akuna Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Fluff, Mutual Pining, but very subtle neither of them fully know it's pining yet, Pre-Relationship, this was a prompt fill for senket that got out of hand, Missing Scene, no beta we die like cere, i wrote this in like 8 hours and threw it up here, in which cal and bode talk abt cere and bode gets cal to sleep Summary:

Bode’s gaze flicks across Cal’s sprawled position, pointedly lingering on his boots, his belt, all the signs he’s still in his day clothes (even if Bode hadn’t seen him in them a few hours ago to tell he hasn’t changed). “Yeah, I kinda thought the same,” he drawls, equally low, dropping his arm to lean against the back of the couch. “You planning to sleep at all before we hit Jedha?”

Cal shrugs expansively and tucks his arms behind his head, leaning his cheek into his elbow. Bode’s shirt is short-sleeved, too, which means he’s showing more skin at once right now than he has in the entire month and a half Cal’s known him. It’s unfair how hard it is for Cal to keep his eyes off it. “Nah, wasn’t really,” he admits. “I’m not that tired, I can sleep when we get there, and… I’ve got a lot on my mind.”

[or: cal's got a lot on his mind. bode tries to help... and gets him to sleep, too, while he's at it.]

Prompt fill for @voidcat-senket!

#jedi survivor #spyscrapper #cal kestis #bode akuna #sw jedi survivor #my fic #this one was VERY fun but i blurbed it out in one day #so if it's a bit rough that's why #star wars

[talkfastromance4]

the angst hockey!cal made me so 🥹🥺🥺🫢🥹🥰 all in that order. does cal make it up in the bedroom at all👀

OK! I’m SO sorry this took me so long but I hope what I wrote will be worth the wait!

P.S do we like the nickname Tiger for him? Also the below pic is how I envision him as a hockey player🤗

Warnings: oral sex, female receiving

A continuation of this blurb

Enjoy!

Back at his apartment, he got busy making dinner while you went to utilize his shower and change after your practice.

“Smells good in here,” you sigh behind him.

“Thanks, I had–” he cuts himself off when he turns and looks at you. Your hair is damp hanging in front of your face and you’re wearing his hockey jersey, one of his extra ones that don’t really fit him anymore and he’s so glad he kept them. Your bare legs are teasing him just as much as his jersey number flashing at him is.

“What’s wrong?”

“That’s my jersey,” he responds lamely.

“Oh. Yeah. Um…I didn’t bring an overnight bag. I can go put something else–”

Suddenly he’s in front of you, his large hands cradling your face and then he’s kissing you. It’s frantic and urgent and it leaves you pulsing for more, for him. Cal’s hands drop down your jersey covered body to grip at your hips and suddenly you’re backed into his kitchen table.

It rattles and a cup falls, rolling to the floor.

“Woah,” you gasp when he moves his lips to your neck and below your ear. “Hi there, Tiger.”

He’s never kissed you like this before. Sure, you’ve made out a bunch but it’s always been in the vertical position outside the locker room or when he’s dropping you off at your place after a date. You haven’t done anything more physical than that but you don’t mind, it’ll happen when it’s meant to.

“You’re driving me crazy, Princess,” he huffs beneath your ear. “You know that?” His thumbs dig into your hips, pressing you forward against him.

“No…”

“Well, you do,” he lifts you onto the table. He pulls up his jersey slightly, using his fingers to try and find the band of your panties but he’s met with your smooth skin. He stares down at the shape of his hands under his jersey, then stares up at you.

“Didn’t have a fresh pair,” you shrug innocently.

Calum groans, snagging your lower lip between his in another mind numbing kiss while his thumbs are rubbing arches on your warm thighs. Each arch brings his thumbs closer and closer to your pulsing heat, and each time you part your legs a little wider.

“Let me make it up to you,” he mumbles on your lips.

“What?” You ask, each stroke of his fingers leaves you more dizzy.

“How I acted,” he says rubbing his nose against yours, “let me make it up to you.”

“Cal, you already apologized–”

“I want to make sure you know,” he whispers in your ear, “how much you mean to me.”

He drops to his knees, his brown eyes holding your gaze steady with his hands still roaming over your thighs.

“What about dinner?”

“What about it?” I’ve got my feast right here,” he kisses up your thigh and pulls his jersey up higher and your stomach is fluttering with excitement.

You’ve definitely never done this before.

He tugs you closer, placing one leg over his shoulder. His kisses are hot and slow, his lips soft and teasing over your center. You can barely breathe with the anticipation and thrill of it all. You knew his hands were big (you compared your hands to his while you were at the arcade one time) but seeing how large they are now as they hike up his jersey to expose more of you is driving you crazy.

His hot breath fans over your heat, he places a tender kiss to your center. Then another. And another before he stares up at you with those big brown eyes and darts his tongue out. Your eyes close and you bite your lip while he laves at you slowly, his fingers squeezing the flesh of your thighs.

Your body is filled with a beautiful pleasure you’ve never experienced before, Cal is taking his time, his tongue moving in and out of you at a steady pace. He swirls, he sucks, he hums. All the while your breathing becomes close to gasping, your hips moving on their own accord with the motions of his tongue. You feel a heat rising up your neck and when he’s at a certain spot, your hand flies to his hair to keep him there.

He moans against you then slowly inserts a finger and you can’t help the surprised gasp that rises out of you. You’re trying to keep yourself supported, fingers gripping the edge of the table. Your legs are shaking, hips rolling and jerking to get more of his tongue, more of his fingers, more.

“Cumming for me, pretty girl?” he hums, nibbling on your thigh while his finger keeps pumping. “Taste so good, Princess.”

And it’s the nickname that takes you over the edge. You keel over, stomach muscles tight as they constrict with your orgasm. Your legs still shake, you’re moaning and gasping and lost for air but breathing it in at the same time. And just when you think it’s about done, Cal adds his tongue again to suck on your clit and you’re seeing stars.

Someone is saying his name over and over and over until you realize it’s you. Both of your hands are in his hair now but you don’t know if you want to push him away or keep him where he’s at. Your full of euphoria and bliss until it recedes on it’s own and your body relaxes.

You feel your heart pounding in your chest. He removes his finger slowly, gives you one last kiss and swipe of his tongue that has your body jerk before he slowly stands. He holds his finger out to you, a wordless question that you answer by taking it in your mouth. You swirl your tongue over your own essence on his finger as he fixes the jersey back down. He has a soft grin as he watches you suck on his finger.

When he’s satisfied with your cleanup job, he pulls his finger out, grabs your chin and jaw with his fingers and gives you a kiss.

“You’ve never done that before,” you sigh still trying to catch your breath.

“Can I do it again? I’ve always wondered if you made pretty noises like that and you do. Next time, don’t hold back, Princess. I wanna hear you.”

❄️🏒⛸️❄️

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[33-81]

The danger gets me high, and I can't help myself

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[multi-fandom-imagine]

-[ AFTER ]: after having spent the night before together, the sender wakens next to the receiver, and, gazing at them, tells them that they love them.

A/n: just a little blurb with some implied smut! I’m on break and I’m just mentally drained so I can only write little prompts.

It was rather quiet on the ship, you had meant to slip away after Cal had fallen asleep but it felt too good to be in his arms.

You never expected to have sex with the red head, but the adrenaline was running high between you both and thankfully the crew was away in the cantina and the Mantis was empty.

You remember his hands over you body, tearing at your clothes. You remember how good it felt when he entered you, when he kissed you. You felt your cheeks warm at the thought but then he started to stir.

You waited for the always talk, for him to just kick you out. You were dreading what was going to happen now, now that you actually realized your feelings for the Jedi when you didn’t even know how he felt.

Turning your head you finally noticed that he was awake, that he was watching you. Throat dry you wanted to say something until you felt Cal run his fingers down your arm.

“Last night made me realize something.”

Swallowing the sudden lump in your throat you waited for the rejection, the walk of shame if you could even call it that.

“What?”

But it never came.

Instead you felt a soft brush of his lips against the nape of your neck, a squeeze of your hips as he pulled you close to his chest.

“That I love you.”

You were happy your back was turned to the man, you didn’t want him to see the sudden tears in your eyes as you turned your head. Your fingers weaving through his own giving them a squeeze.

“You don’t know how happy I am to hear that. I love you too Cal.”

Relaxing his body, Cal nestled in close to you. Not caring if the crew might come back at any moment to catch you both. He could handle the teasing but right now he was content.

Content because he finally felt like he had peace thanks to you and the love you both shared.

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[clanborn]

time to listen to the new fall out boy album trying to keep my expectations reasonable

#they mention folie a deux in the blurb for the album which is slightly encouraging #i enjoyed the singles theyve put out #not quite a return to form but definitely an improvement #cal posts #not wc

[cardiganmoony]

the archer

pairing: wolfstar (remus x sirius)

content: angst. just real sad shit.

summary: "i wake in the night, i pace like a ghost / the room is on fire, invisible smoke" - the archer, taylor swift Sirius lies low at Lupin's. They're both hiding, in their own ways.

notes: enjoy this sort of oldish blurb while i get to writing new stuff for this account specifically. most of my stuff here will be x reader buttt if you wanted to request more pairings i would be happy to write for most :)

Sirius is a ghost, haunting Remus’ halls. He hasn’t seen the man since he unlocked the door for him three weeks ago. Maybe that’s for the best. Remus has been alternating between angry and extremely, horribly sad since that night in the shack. 

But Sirius leaves traces, empty mugs in the sink, bowls and forks put back in slightly different places than they were before. Remus can’t see him, but he knows he’s there. Still out of reach, even living in the same home. He swears he can hear his heartbeat through the walls as he sleeps. It’s a wonder he manages to avoid Remus so well. 

Remus takes to writing letters. Sirius, the first one reads. I’ve tried to hate you for so long that I can’t remember what it felt like to do anything else. He writes it. And then, resolutely, he burns it. 

I used to be so sad, all the time. Now I’m angry in between. Angry at Peter. Angry at you and, horribly perhaps but I can’t help it, James and Lily. You all promised, but the second you heard a whisper of doubt, you could no longer trust me. The wolf was bigger and harder to ignore than you ever thought it was, I suppose. I can’t blame you. Remus falls asleep on the couch as he writes. He sleeps all the way through the night, doesn’t stir at all. When he wakes, the letter is gone from his hand and a cold cup of tea has replaced it. He wonders how long it’s been there. 

Remus almost runs into Sirius in the kitchen. He knows because he steps into the living room and hears running water, and immediately scampers back into his room. He writes a letter from the safety of solitude. I guess I’m scared of you now. You’ve haunted my memories, and now you haunt my home. Ghostly is what you are, Sirius Black, and I’ve always been afraid of ghouls. He keeps this one under his pillow, where he knows Sirius won’t find it because he can’t exactly avoid Remus in Remus’ own room. 

There’s a full moon. Remus tears himself apart and puts himself back together. He writes a letter, leaves a smear of blood on it. Is Padfoot separate enough from you to have his own consciousness? I wonder sometimes. I wonder if he misses me the way the wolf misses you. He’s delirious enough that he can’t remember where he leaves it, if he burns it or not, until mid afternoon when he finally wakes to a hot cup of tea and a note tucked underneath it. Yes, it reads, in familiar curling handwriting, he does. He drinks the tea and it burns his throat, but he registers it’s made exactly how he likes it and his chest warms for an entirely different reason. 

He finds another note stuck to his fridge. Are you alright? I worry for you. He writes his response, cramped in the space underneath. Yes. I’ll be fine. I worry for you too. 

The haunting grows stronger. He can feel Sirius’ presence around corners. More things out of place. Notes and cups of tea made for Remus sitting on the counter when he wakes up. Remus finds himself feeling angry less and less, but no less afraid. 

Doesn’t Harry look just like James? When I saw him on the train, it was like seeing a ghost. Remus thinks they wouldn’t be able to talk like this face to face. 

Uncanny. 

Remus might be healing. 

#remus lupin #sirius black #marauders #wolfstar #remus x sirius #remus lupin x sirius black #wolfstar blurb #or maybe drabble i'm not sure exactly what the distinctions are but this is short #cal writes

[echrosia]

Meet Kartofell! The scare(d)crow.

Within the empty land that rests between points of interest in Echrosia, there is a point where the blizzard calms.

Here rests a farm.

Whether this phenomenon is why the farm was built here, or a result of the farm, is hard to discern.

On the night of the Harvest Moon, the scarecrows rise from their duty of... scaring crows, and instead harvest the crops. This night-long endeavor creates a *lot* of food for the Echrosian populus, even if it has the unfortunate downside of being state-funded and therefore directly fueling the Dictatorship.

But someone needs to watch over the farm for the rest of the year!

Kartofell is, as alluded to earlier, a scarecrow, and also the watcher and resident of this farm. They're a rather anxious individual, though due to their isolated lifestyle it's hard to blame them for being a little nervous when the Dancer swings by.

They don't really have much to do nowadays, quite frankly. They live alone, befriend crows (because they bloody well aren't scaring them), sometimes brew tea they can't actually drink just as a hobby.

However, that isn't to say their life is all dull! The famed Skellington, who we'll absolutely get to describing sometime soon because he's a DOOZY, is their brother after all! Technically. Both of them were raised by the same Necromancer (do not question how a scarecrow is undead, there's definitely no lore here I'm keeping from you <3), therefore making them a part of the family!

Furthermore, Kartofell seems to have some sort of a bond with a rogue necromancer, of sorts. I'm sure this won't ever come up again.

Kartofell only fights the Dancer due to orders from their Necromancer, and is doing double-duty whilst doing so; the other scarecrows are ready to just kill the Dancer, which Kartofell won't allow! This is an honourable dance battle, after all.

They give the Dancer their number. The Dancer does not have a phone. Whoops.

#Echrosia #ECHROSIA #echrosia #Echrosicast #tags by Edmund Endless #original blurb by Spudward #ref by Cal #possibly also #Echrostory #maybe???