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I quite enjoy the idea of someone being obsessive against their will. They're not your typical stalker, some scoundrel possessed by deranged tendencies from a young age who merely acts according to their innate call.
On the contrary: it's a kind person. They're selfless, gentle, soft, and they'd never dream of committing any kind of perverted or violent act. Yet, their innocent love must've taken a wrong turn somewhere, their mind is playing terrifying tricks. They're deeply ashamed by the sudden urge to keep you for themselves. They're choking in disgust when they discover what seething jealousy tugs at their heart. No, no, this isn't who they are. These urges - harder to overcome each day - are foreign.
A virtuous individual and their inner turmoil of loving you too much, to the point it becomes an illness.
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a/n: i really love the forbidden love-esque/forbidden under professional ranks trope. let me know if you guys want a part two or even a full fic..... (i know i said i'd stop with the chunky headers but since this is a headcanon post i figured why not. also i love making moodboards hhhhh)
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tags: colonel!caleb x medic!reader, workaholic caleb, avoidant caleb (?), mutual pining, fluff, mature themes (implied sexual tension, drinking), content regarding real military setup and in-game lore may be inaccurate but fuck it we ball
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⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ — colonel!caleb, the man everyone on base fears, has a soft spot for one person, and one person only. he swears up and down that he doesn't, but everyone in the farspace fleet has witnessed the way he makes goo-goo eyes at the pretty nurse who works just down the hallway. you.
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ — colonel!caleb has had eyes on you since you first began working in the farspace fleet. making it into the fleet was already a huge accomplishment by itself, but the fact that you were already highly accomplished was what caught his eye. you had previously worked as a combat medic in the military, both on and off-field. it wasn't until you were "honorably discharged" (a nicer way of saying you weren't needed anymore) that you were out of a job and realized you missed the thrill of working in dangerous situations.
your record was clean -- you simply completed your term at the highest level of perfection anyone had to offer. so when you asked your (former) superior for another position, he hesitated. how could a fragile thing like you actually enjoy this profession?
he says he'll see what he can do and suggests you to an allied branch of the military. needless to say, your application to join the farspace fleet was accepted and effective immediately.
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ — colonel!caleb's first encounter with you is brief. a few recruits of his are injured during a recon mission in the deepspace tunnel, which leaves him to drag them back to base like a mother hen.
"three of my men were exposed to radiation during our recon mission in the deepspace tunnel," he informs you, his tone flat and professional as always. caleb has his arms crossed over his broad chest, watching you work with meticulous precision. "i apologize for the inconvenience -- we turned back as soon as we realized the protocore radiation was high."
your brows furrow slightly as you examine the men on the cots in front of you, all weakened and slightly pale. before turning to acknowledge caleb, you order one of your colleagues to prepare blood tests.
"they may need to go under radiation therapy," you reply. "we'll need to run some blood tests to see how severe the exposure was, but from the looks of it, it's good that you turned back as early as you did."
the polite smile you give him has caleb's heart doing something odd. he nods and lets you get back to work, but lingers a moment longer to watch the way you handle everything with such grace and care. you work like you actually enjoy your job, which is rare in the fleet. most days, not even he enjoys his job.
but he doesn't think much of it. not yet, at least.
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ — colonel!caleb soon realizes that your enthusiasm is annoyingly contagious. even the most stubborn men can walk into the medical bay and come out significantly calmer after.
you're happy. too happy. and oddly enough, caleb hates it. hates the way you bring light to this otherwise dark environment. it reminds him that there's more to life outside of work, but he's buried himself in too deep. and he's terrified that if he digs himself out, he won't know what to do.
for a few weeks, he begins to avoid you like the plague. he's afraid of the way his heart beats faster when he looks in your direction, afraid of the way everyone in the fleet talks about you with enough praise that makes him feel like he's missing out. he can't afford distractions. not now, not ever.
he's a wreck. he's talked to you once and has already started to develop a small crush on you. which is exactly why he doesn't plan to talk to you.
that is, until, he's the one getting injured.
it was an accident. an engine malfunction. he's not entirely sure what happened, because he's cruising at a stable pace up until the engines start sputtering. in the blink of an eye, his whole plane is burning up, which forces him to make an emergency landing in the ocean.
caleb is fine for the most part. but as he sits in the ruined cockpit of his jet waiting for backup, he sighs internally. the blood dripping down his forehead is begging for attention from a certain someone.
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ — colonel!caleb is rushed to the medical bay as soon as he's back on base. his heart beats erratically, both from the adrenaline and from staring at the worried look on your face as you wheel him to an isolated part of the wing.
the rest passes in a blur, his eyes never leaving your form as you rush to take care of one of the farspace fleet's most valued personnel. you soon return to his side with a tray and a bunch of tools he can barely make out.
gosh. even the way you talk to him is so dreamy.
"sir-- please refrain from sitting up. you've lost a lot of blood."
"tell me if it hurts, okay? i need to disinfect your wound before i wrap it up."
"no, your reports can wait. you need to recover first."
with little restraint after that, you begin to work your magic on the colonel. there isn't one inch of his body that isn't hurting, and yet all he can focus on is the way you touch him. your fingers lightly tap against the pulse point on the inside of his elbow before hooking him up to an iv, then moving to gently press a pad of gauze against his bleeding forehead.
caleb finds himself leaning into your touch without realizing. he silently wishes you could touch him without the damn gloves on.
by the time he's properly patched up (and has enough fluids in his body to think clearly again), the adrenaline has worn off. his whole body aches, even after taking a bunch of painkillers. but he acknowledges he's been through worse pain before and decides to suck it up, not wanting to bother you any longer.
you advise him to take it easy the next few days, and that he would most likely need to stay overnight for further observation. as you begin to lock up for the night, caleb suddenly finds the courage to speak up, his voice slightly hoarse from hours of unuse.
"thank you. for taking care of me."
you turn around, taken aback by his show of gratefulness. this man, who had done everything to avoid you since the day you stepped onto base, was thanking you for doing your job.
suddenly, you smile.
"it's my job to take care of you. no need to thank me."
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ — colonel!caleb stops trying to avoid you from that day on. in fact, he does the exact opposite. he stops trying to push your light away, and instead encourages it.
stopping by the medical bay for a "quick chat" has become part of his routine. some days, he'd stop by and bring you lunch, never asking if you've already eaten because he already knows the answer will be "no".
any second of free time you got was spent with each other. in the early mornings to the lunch breaks to the mere hours before curfew, you could always be seen by his side, and vice versa.
everyone's noticed. of course everyone has noticed. their stone-cold colonel doesn't laugh and "accidentally" brushes shoulders with just anyone. but nobody dares to say anything. they all know they'll get their head blown off if they do.
caleb finds himself relaxing around you in a way that he hasn't been in a long time. it's oddly refreshing, much like the way looking at you is like a breath of fresh air after a long day.
on late nights, you two drink whiskey in his office. on days you don't feel like drinking, it's apple cider instead. however, after a long day of dealing with an influx of patients, you decide that tonight it's going to be whiskey.
you sigh as you lean back into the cushions of the couch (because of course he has a couch in his office), your wrist swirling the cup that caleb usually reserves for polite drinks with other officials. you're not quite tipsy, but not quite sober, either. your cheeks are dusted a faint rose pink, a color barely noticeable under the bleak moonlight.
but caleb sees it all. he's learned enough about you to know that you have enough alcohol in your system to just relax and nothing else. he likes this side of you, and he likes knowing that he's the only person in the fleet to see you like this.
"you know," you murmur, pausing to down the rest of your beverage. he watches as your adam's apple bobs with the movement, and tries to ignore the way his whole body floods with heat. "i used to think you hated me."
his brows furrow slightly.
"yeah?" he questions, elbows resting on his desk as he sets his drink down, leaning forward on the surface. "why's that?"
you simply shrug, leaning forward to grab the bottle of whiskey from the coffee table to give yourself a refill.
"dunno. you just... were always avoiding me. i thought i did something wrong."
caleb pauses for a moment. he's not sure what he feels: guilt? shame? embarrassment? all of the above?
you're right. he had been avoiding you. but he also had his reasons. with a slightly amused smile, he decides to fess up and tell you the truth. the alcohol had made him a bit more bolder than he usually is.
"wanna know why i was always avoiding you?" he quips, waiting for your response. when you stay silent, waiting for an answer, he continues.
"you're just so... likable. i was afraid that if i started to like you, i wouldn't be able to think straight. maybe i would've driven myself crazy over you, or something."
he chuckles softly, looking down at his hardwood desk before looking back up at you. your eyes are tinted with something softer after hearing his confession, and his heart skips a beat.
without thinking, caleb glances at your plump lips. and for the first time since he's met you, he wonders what it would feel like to kiss you. to taste you.
the moment passes by as quickly as it came. he tears his gaze away from your lips before meeting your gaze again, adding:
"but now you're all i can think about."
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ — colonel!caleb walks you back to your quarters on the same night. the air between you two is charged with something neither of you can quite put your finger on, but it's not uncomfortable at all.
the barracks are quiet around this time. it's peaceful compared to the chaos that usually ensues in the morning, but your side of the living quarters are relatively calmer. you think know that you wouldn't mind living on base full time. it would give you an excuse to see caleb every day.
now, he's just caleb. not "colonel caleb", or "superior", just "caleb". your caleb.
your walking slows as you two approach a small, grey building to the far west of the residential areas. it's a bleak, two-story building, meant to hold up to six to eight residents. this was where the medical staff lived.
"well, this is me," you turn to face caleb, absentmindedly swaying on your feet. a force of habit you developed when you became awkward or nervous. he notices, but doesn't comment. "thanks for the drink."
he nods in response, hands in the pockets of his slacks.
"yeah, of course. any time."
neither of you make a move to leave, standing in front of each other under the flickering lamplight. you can smell him from here -- the expensive cologne he uses, the whiskey on his breath... it's intoxicating.
oddly enough, it's caleb who breaks the silence. he gives you a soft, teasing smile, one you've dubbed a "caleb special".
"alright, then. goodnight, doc."
you crack a smile yourself, and you look up to observe his soft expression. the smile on his face is new. rare, even, and it makes your heart flutter in your chest. he only smiles like that with you.
his violet eyes twinkle under the moonlight, which also serves to make his sharp features seem soft. you swallow the lump in your throat.
then, with a surge of confidence-- alcohol, or maybe both-- you lean closer and press your lips to his. caleb stiffens, but doesn't pull away, instead wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you closer.
you can taste the leftover alcohol on his lips, mingled with those tinned candies he always keeps at his desk. when you begin to pull away, he pulls you back, and the sensation is intoxicating.
finally, he relents, allowing you to pull away. the way he looks at you is softer now, and it makes warmth bloom in your chest. unable to help yourself, you lean in for one last quick kiss. this time, it's chaste and straight to the point.
"goodnight, colonel."
read part 2 here! thank you for all the love and support everybody :D.
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Morning Report Part 1 — Sina News Article
Okay, really wanted to get that article out ASAP. This one will be the more general info I cover in most of my reports. But when I tell you I was salivating when someone told me about that article.
LADS ranking in CN iOS App Store as of 10 hours ago (12:00pm CDT currently):
Mujin made a YouTube video covering the situation. I haven't watched the full thing for myself, but the general consensus is that he did a good job explaining everything.
From a CN user on X: "The special campaign to crack down on online chaos targeting minors has finally been launched, and those troublemakers who recklessly engage in cyberbullying against others will finally face standardized regulation and control! Today, some media outlets have taken the incident related to "Love and Deepspace" as an example, publicly reporting on the harmful phenomenon in the gaming community where malicious players spread rumors and cyberbully, negatively impacting the gaming environment. We can clearly feel that public opinion is steadily improving, and it seems the chaos will eventually be reined in!"
A message from a CN player to a global player on X:
CN users on RedNote are tagging the Hainan Internet Police under posts attacking Valko. Straight up leading the horse to water.
My personal favorite thing that I've seen on X in the past three weeks. BTW, the CN user thanked the customer service rep for their hard work after the initial message about the manager. We support customer service workers around here.
And some more hopium from the CN side! Keep it up, friends!!
I know it's been a long 3 weeks, but there's light at the end of the tunnel!! If our assumptions are correct, Infold will be able to address us on the 29th. Take that with a grain of salt, but based on everything I've seen, I'm expecting something from them between July 29th and August 2nd.
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Good morning everyone!! Several things to go over, so this is part one of my morning report. Strap in because this is big.
Morning Report 7/20/2026, Part 1
We have another article from SINA NEWS. You know, like the Sina Group. The company that owns Weibo. Yeah, that one. Let's get into it.
I'll break it down by section to save you some time. Please do read it if you get the chance!
Section 1: From Traffic Competition to Value Competition
Talks about the document I shared with you before. 31 pages of evidence compiled from June 29th to July 1st regarding the rumors and misinformation being spread across CN platforms
Clues have been submitted to authorities
"Another related party" has filed a lawsuit. It was approved by the court, but it hasn't yet gone to trial
Very important question at the end: "When specific product controversies quickly shift towards corporate stances, creator identities, and player group evaluations, can platform volume veer off from the product itself, further affecting corporate operations and industry competitive order?"
Section 2: Behind a Document
According to the 31 page doc, "the publisher demanded an apology from the company, server suspension for rectification, and punishment of relevant personnel."
The article points out some strange things about the original (anti) posts: posted quickly within a short time frame, gained a lot of attention fast, multiple accounts posting the same content, and posts alternating between public and deleted several times between June 29 and July 1
Mentions Infold attempting to fight the misinformation and rumors. "No official investigation conclusions regarding specific accounts and propagation relationships have been released by platforms or relevant authorities yet."
Points out that the nature in which the negative posts were published points towards water armies, but needs further investigation
"On the one hand, players raised genuine doubts regarding product planning, content arrangements, and user communication; on the other hand, some discussions bypassed specific product issues, evolving into generalized labeling and evaluation of the enterprise, creators, and ordinary players."
Section 3: When Traffic Becomes a Market Signal...
Points out that trends on the internet can reflect "the intensity of propagation during a certain period, but they cannot be directly equated with independent user counts, long-term willingness to pay, or stable market demand."
Negative and false content may degenerate into operational risks
"Emotional content gains higher visibility, companies quickly adjust projects to handle short-term risks, and genuine user demands along with long-term operational plans are disrupted."
It points out how this is especially true in the gaming industry because of characters, storylines, and the various departments that go into creating them
THIS PART: "If creative teams feel that names, numbers, and ordinary text might later be taken out of context, reassembled, and escalated into issues of corporate stance, companies may continuously expand review scopes and reduce expressions with realism and distinctiveness. What ultimately gets avoided may not just be problematic content, but all innovative attempts."
Goes over revenue gained from China's gaming market: 97.172 billion RMB, year-on-year increase of 13.38%. Overseas market: 6.331 billion USD, year-on-year increase of 31.76%
"At this stage, what the industry needs to compete in should be technology, content, services, and IP building, rather than negative volume, label propagation, or report mobilization capabilities."
"Even without commercial suppression, traffic disorder itself can create an industry inverse incentive where 'those adept at creating conflict gain attention, while those diligently producing content bear the costs.'
Section 4: As the "Qinglang" Campaign Progresses...
In May 2026, the Cyberspace Administration of China launched a campaign called "Qinglang: Optimizing the Business Online Environment and Rectifying Malicious Hype Involving Enterprise Information."
Specifically targets combating negative business information, water armies, and instigating conflicts
"Normal customer reviews, media supervision, and fact-based content inquiries should be protected."
"The special governance targets malicious hype, spreading false information, traffic manipulation, cyberbullying, and using group confrontation to disrupt market order."
"The Regulations explicitly prohibit confusing public perception by manufacturing issues, fabricating assumptions, or piecing together spliced content; prohibit fanning user emotions and inviting group confrontation; and prohibit traffic falsification, bulk posting of homogenized content, as well as organizing, participating in, or assisting cyberbullying." (!!!)
"From special actions to official regulations, the policy signals released are clear: Internet astroturfers, abnormal traffic, labeled attacks, and matrix-style false propagation are entering a stricter, more institutionalized governance phase."
IMPORTANT: "This does not mean the current case has been formally ruled as belonging to the aforementioned categories, but it implies that once complete evidence is gathered for such propagation phenomena, there will be clearer bases for verification and handling."
Points out that platforms needs to avoid letting engagement volume directly replace factual judgement
"Not all criticism should be viewed as an attack, nor should the loudest volume be taken directly as the complete market consensus."
Points out the need for fact-checking and evidence in media
Talks about the 15th Five Year Plan: "For the gaming industry, this requires companies to uphold content and business bottom lines, while demanding that the market provide a stable, predictable competitive environment for normal innovation."
"Shifting from traffic competition to value competition means letting product quality determine market returns, letting genuine user opinion enter corporate decision-making, subjecting false content and abnormal propagation to legal verification, and allowing enterprises of different scales to compete under the same clear set of rules."
"If R&D resources are continually consumed in internal public opinion battles, and user trust is overdrawn across rounds of labeled propagation, the victim will not just be a single character or company, but the entire industry's ability to continuously produce high-quality content, attract talent, and expand markets."
"Only when platforms fulfill their responsibilities, enterprises return to products, and industry competition returns to content and innovation, can the gaming industry bid farewell to disorderly internal friction and dedicate limited resources toward long-term growth."
My Thoughts
Genuinely, holy shit.
First of all, whoever wrote this article did a fantastic job. It hits every single nail right on the head. As a business major, I'm drooling.
Second of all, I cannot express how good this is for our protest. It directly calls out the dangers of spreading misinformation, which is the core battle we've been fighting. It also calls for companies to maintain their integrity and creative freedom, and not to fall victim to a vocal minority. This is literally a direct callout on Infold.
Third of all, this is what I meant when I said that this situation is a turning point for the entire Chinese gaming industry. Let me go back to my favorite line in this article:
"If R&D resources are continually consumed in internal public opinion battles, and user trust is overdrawn across rounds of labeled propagation, the victim will not just be a single character or company, but the entire industry's ability to continuously product high-quality content, attract talent, and expand markets."
What a fucking line. This situation, as I've said before, sets a dangerous precedent for the industry. If a vocal minority can force a company to cancel development of an important character, then the entire gaming industry itself is in danger. When you lose player trust, everything else starts to crash and burn.
This might be the best piece of media that's come out of this protest. This isn't just calling out Infold for its shortcomings—it's directly addressing the core issues. Let me just say that my hopium just skyrocketed.
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