#headcaons

And I don't mean the "I'll fight anyone who talks smooth" kind of crash-out. I'm talking Euphoria's Maddy Perez levels of crash-out.

He's that ridiculously cool, fun, and easy-going kind of guy — the kind who keeps things light and doesn't get too serious about life. But the second you mess with him? Don't even get it twisted. He shifts from laughing and getting along to slam-your-head-into-the-wall heights of fury in 0.2 seconds.

Twst omegas and lingerie? 👀

Vil would rock them if he wanted to.

Idia might be freaky enough to try them (dies when actually does)

It might be something cute and fluffy for azul?

Trey… 👁️🫦👁️

YES, FREAKY TIME!!! 👀

Vil would look great in lingerie, but his tastes are expensive and specific. He doesn't like anything that's supposed to be funny, or anything too crude. He's a classy guy, and he needs to be treated as such 😤 Lace is his favourite. Epel will not wear lingerie. Rook absolutely will. I think Rook's favourite lingerie would be whatever you want to see him in. He wants to feel your eyes on him, the weight of your desire dragging across his skin, oh yes.

Idia is VERY embarrassed, but he can sometimes be convinced. I think he would prefer something with a bit more coverage, like a baby doll. You will have to drag him out of the bathroom. And you are going to have to absolutely lavish him in praise and love if you want this to happen more than once. It's probably too much to be something frequent, but if you build his confidence enough, he'll wear some on your birthday.

Azul has to be in a very specific mood for lingerie. It is a rare occasion, so appreciate it when it comes up. If he is in the mood though, he likes wearing something very flattering and not too revealing. I could see him starting with an oversized shirt and some panties. Silk is his favourite.

May I ask for some spicy stuff where the s/o starts teasing some boys in front of their man/crew? You can take is as you like ~

With Crocodile , Iceburg (He dosn't get enough love), Sanji? Ty ty

Well, well, well… If I have to work with Sanji I really should put on my apron. Sure thing, hon! I’ll do some jealous men for you!;)

One Piece Headcanons - Jealousy

Characters: Sanji, Crocodile, Iceburg

cw.: jealousy, revenge, possesive thoughts/speaking, voyeurism, slight degradation, fingering, oral fem!receiving, oral male!recieving

fem! s/o

(These will be more like scenarios, because no way I can write these shortened💀)

Sanji

You might be used to Sanji’s flirty behaviour towards women by now, however it doesn’t mean it makes you less annoyed. Since you two are together, Sanji shows true love to you, and avoids talking to other women the way he used to. Still, his love and respect towards them becomes a little too much here and there, and he’s not smart enough to notice it in time sometimes. One day, you had enough. When you stopped at a smaller island to buy some goods for the next cruise, you’ve met a few guys around your age at the docks, selling fish and other sea creatures for pretty high prices. Suddenly, a little mean lightbulb lit up above your head. You thought if you used your female charms, you might even get a little bit of a discount on some products, and at the same time, you could teach your dumb man a little bit of a lesson.

You walked towards the salesmen, putting on your kindest smile and honeyed words. Sanji immediately noticed your quick disappearance, he obviously started looking around to find you. You never leave without a word, and that made him worried. And then, he saw you, talking to those men. Oh those men must pay for getting around you, when you’re all by yourself, without him to protect you. You’ve successfully persuaded those boys to give you some of the fish cheaper, when all of the sudden, Sanji appeared beside you. A lit cigarette hung out of his mouth, his eyes looked annoyed, but to you, he spoke sweet like honey.

“You okay, lovely?.” He said, and looked at the merchant. “What’ya you lookin’ at, making the fish rot in the sun? Go and do you job.”

“Sanji… I was doing business.” You murmured, but he was too busy started arguing with the fishermen by now.

“We can talk about that on the ship later, alright apple pie?~ I’ll finish the business for you.”

You let out a heavy sigh, but in the inside, you kind of had your fun. Seeing him looking at those poor guys with his anger filled eyes just because he became jealous of them, talking to you. Your plan worked, but you’re not that mean to not bring up the subject again. Sanji came back to the ship around fifteen minutes later, with a basket of fish… He really finished the business instead of you.

You walked to the kitchen, so you could speak your concerns too, and possibly apologize for your behaviour as well. Sanji was in the kitchen, chopping up some vegetables for lunch, when you entered. He seemed bothered, but he still smiled at you when you appeared.

“Lunch will be ready in two hours, but if you’re hungry I can make you a quick snack, love.”

“You’re the snack itself.” You joked, and hugged him from behind, pressing a kiss on his back. “You know, when those guys gathered around me… I started it.”

Sanji went silent for a bit, and wiped his hands into a clean kitchen rag.

“Even if a woman starts ‘something’, it’s not right to gather around her like that… That must have been scary for you.” You could hear his voice is disappointed, but he didn’t start blaming you, not even a little bit. Your stomach clenched from feeling guilt, so you continued.

“I was trying to get some discount with honeyed words, and… There was a little bit of revenge towards you.”

Sanji turned around this time. He seemed worried. He believed he messed up something hard, and the worst part was that he didn’t know how.

“What? Did I do something wrong, love?”

“Not that wrong!” You tried reassuring. “It’s just sometimes you’re still too kind to other women… It made me feel jealous and I kinda wanted to make you as well…”

“Oh, mon chérie, oh no–” He breathed out, before leaning towards you to kiss your forehead. “I swear to you, I will be more careful with my words… I didn’t mean to hurt you, or make you think you’re not enough. You’re everything I have, and I shall show it to you every day, every way possible… Forgive me.”

“Sanji–“ You spoke his name out of surprise, as he fell on his knees down at your feet, hugging your legs and burying his face into your skirt.

“Darling, I’m begging you on my knees,” He pleaded, and looked up to you with his ever loving eyes. He was desperate to make up to the mistakes he did. “let me please you, right here and now. Let me make it up to you.”

“Sweetheart, it’s fine, you don’t have to– We are in the kitchen!” You tried to reason with him, but there was no use. He wanted this.

“Please.” He whispered, as he started pulling your skirt up, so he could reach your thighs with his mouth. He began to kiss the inner part of your thigh, his fingers gripped your skirt tightly. You didn’t want him to stop, each time he pleaded you to let him eat you out, it got a little harder to think. Eventually, you gave in. He grabbed your panties with his teeth, pulling it down all the way on your legs, until it hit the ground. He teasingly kissed around your womanhood, on that little straight line that separates your pussy from your thighs, and then, down again on your legs. He wanted to show you how appreciated you and all of your body’s hidden treasures are.

“I love you. I promise I’ll cherish you the way you deserve it, my love.” He kissed the words into your thighs, just right before he leaned to your wet cunt so he could finally give you everything he can to make you forgive. His tounge immediately found your favorite spot and speed, because he remembers everything you previously told and showed him about your preferences. You moaned his name quietly, grabbing into his blonde tufts, pleading for him not to ever stop. It only made him even more eager and confident to take you the stars. Don’t expect that you’re going to walk out of the kitchen on your own legs. The number of the orgasms you will get because of him in the next thirty minutes will make your feet go so shaky, that you won’t be able to walk without getting suspicious.

Crocodile

There was a meeting with greater influence at Baroque Works. Your husband, the Warlord Crocodile himself wasn’t paying much attention to you for a few days, since this occassion was a pretty important one. Men and women with high influence gathered to talk through political events, future plans and statistics, with the company of ridiculously expensive champagne and wine. You’ve always hated these kinds of meetings. You’re not important and feared enough to catch anyone’s attention by your power, but Crocodile insists on you to be there at all times, even while he knows you hate these occassions. The truth was, he loved showing you off the people. He loved the feeling that he could make everyone know that a beauty like you, belongs to him, and him only.

Meanwhile Crocodile enjoyed the evening with the people you barely heard about in your lifetime, you sat on your reserved chair, wondering about how much you just want to leave the room and do anything better, than this. You were bored, and a little annoyed at Crocodile as well. He spent long days ignoring you, because all he cared about in the last few weeks was his work, and this meeting. You usually understood how busy he was, but you hated how you were used on these events. Just a wife image? A trophy? The bare thought of it frustrated you. Out of your boredom, or annoyance, a childish idea run into your mind. You stood up from your chair and walked across the room to a man you never even heard about. It didn’t matter how he looked like or what he was doing here, you just wanted him to play a role for a game you wanted to entertain yourself with, (and possibly fill your husband up with anger). Even though he didn’t pay much attention to you on these meetings, sometimes his eyes wandered to you, just for a quick check that you’re there at all. It happened just like this as well, when he noticed you chatting with a man. You chuckled at his unfunny jokes, touched the man’s arm playfully. He didn’t understand your unusual behaviour, but it was sure as hell he didn’t like what he saw.

In that moment, he didn’t care about the subject of the conversation he was having with someone, he left without a word just to reach you.

“You may leave now.” He spoke to you, and you looked up to him, smiling smugly as a fox.

“But I’m having so much fun, darling.”

“I bet you do.” He replied quickly as he grabbed your hand tightly. He looked at the man you were small talking just yet, and told him to piss off, while he was dragging you out of the room. “I don’t want you here causing trouble for me. We’re going to talk about this later.”

You shrugged your shoulders, without a feeling of any responsibility. Honestly, you were a little satisfied too. He deserved a little bit of a reality check by now.

A few hours have passed, and you sat at your desk, reading some book your husband gave you for your birthday. It was one that you were longing to read for years, but it’s so rare because of the lack of copies that he had to spend months researching until he could buy you one of those few. You loved this book dearly, because it always reminded you how much you’re in love with eachother, despite every stupid arguements. You were two pages from the next chapter, when your door opened, and Crocodile came in.

“How was your night, dear?” You asked, not looking up from your book.

“Quit this attitude, until I have my patience.” He said, throwing off his heavy, black furcoat from his shoulders to his chair.

“Yeah, everything is about you, no one cares about my patience!” You choked out and closed your book. You stood now on your feet and started walking to your shared bed, when he caught you by your wrist.

“Your patience? How many hours of work did you put in this project so it could happen, huh?” You shrugged your shoulder again. “No hours, yet there was a place for you at my table, you could participate in such an important event.”

“Oh, don’t make me laugh, Crocodile! You only tolerate me on your dumb meetings, because that would mean you could show off how hot stuff your wife’s made of. What? Is it a problem if I show off my body by myself?” In that sudden moment, he caught your chin with his hand, forcing you to look him in the eyes.

“Do you hear yourself when you say such stupidity? You vowed yourself to me. Your body, your mind and soul belongs to me.”

You couldn’t help but get excited at his words…You were frustrated, angry, but never scared. After all, being his was all you had. Your voice became emotionally shaky once you started speaking again:

“Yes… And for that, I did this. All because I wanted you to see me, to have your attention on me. You don’t know how hard it is to deal with you and your work sometimes. I don’t even know when was the last time you actually looked in my way.”

Your bold words caught him by surprise. He took the burnt cigar out of his mouth and pressed it against an ashtray on his desk. Then, he began to laugh, while he walked to you again. He pulled you to your bedroom’s huge window and pressed your back against the cold glass.

“My attention?” He leaned down to your ear, so he could whisper. There was something in his quiet voice that messed up your mind. You wanted him so bad, now more than ever. It was so damn long you could feel his scent in your nose. “Don’t worry, you certainly will have that, after all your hard ‘work’… Now turn around, and bend over.”

What he said caught you off guard… Did he really get aroused from all this? You slowly turned around, and pressed your palms against the window you were standing by. You arched your back like a cat towards him, obeying his words. It was as quick as lightning when he used his hook to tear off the panties you had on until now. The expensive, laced fabric simply fall on the ground, and no one ever talked about them. You didn’t really have time to react to that anyway, because the next thing you felt was two of his fingers pushing their way inside your pussy without any warning. You squirmed and whined by his rough fingers moving inside you, rubbing mercilessly against your sweet spot. As you moved around, he pressed your back down with his hook to keep you in place, and so you could arch your ass a little more for him.

“Quiet. I don’t want anyone to notice how you’re getting fucked until passing out, but at least you can enjoy the thought of being seen. Isn’t this what you wanted, my dear?”

Iceburg

(This will be funny af because the man’s whole career is a headcanon.)

This happened back in the days when you and Iceburg were yet just a couple. His hair was longer back then, but the beard on his chin grew strongly. You loved Iceburg dearly, and he felt the same way towards you. We could say you were pretty popular pair, everyone knew you two were dating for years now. He was young, and worked as a shipwright with a guild. You were always supporting towards him, though you didn’t really have experience on how to do this work, however bringing lunch for him and his colleagues was enough, and very appreciated.

It was a similar hard day for him in work, so you prepared a bunch of food for him and the men he worked with. Though, when you arrived to the workplace, your boyfriend was nowhere to be found. You asked around his coworkers, but no one could say anything more than “He was here a minute ago.” You didn’t start worrying by that, of course, especially since you liked the men he was working with, you thought it would be fun to just talk to them a little until Iceburg arrives back. You gave some of the lunch you prepared for the workers, whom were happy to have you for at least a chat while they take a break. Since you were a fine lady, some of the guys tried to flirt, but there was someone who was showing off his abs to you. To say the truth, you became actually pretty amazed by seeing how big his arms were, so you asked him if you could touch it.

The mean leaned closer to you with his arm, and you gently rubbed it. That was the exact moment when your boyfriend arrived.

“What’s happening here?” He asked, and you flinched, putting your hands away in an instant.

“Baby, finally! Where have you been?” You asked him as you hurried up to him, but he was too worked up with the thing he just saw a few moments ago.

“I saw a turtle walking around the streets and I put it back to the water where it was safe… But honey, why were you touching that idiot’s arm? You don’t love me anymore?” He asked you with serious concern.

“Of course I do, babe, I was just surprised by how big his arm is… I know this sounds dumb like that, but there was nothing more to it.” Not only you, but the workers as well tried reassuring their boss to not worry, which seemed to work.

Half of an hour later you went back home to his house, so you could wait for him there until his shift was over for the day. Around four hours have passed when the front door opened, and Iceburg stepped in the house with a giant teddy bear in his arms.

“Honey, I brought you this bear. Promise you still love me?” He asked, tucking the teddy bear into your arms without further questions. You had to drop everything you had in your hands just so you could hold the surprising gift.

“Iceburg, where have you got this? I told you that I love you, you shouldn’t have bought this for me… Where do I even put it?”

He crossed his arms and looked around the house:

“I don’t know yet, I didn’t think about that. Once I get rich there won’t be a problem with it because we’ll have much more room.”

Sometimes you just had to let his reasons go, he won’t take that giant plushie back to the store, and you couldn’t even ask him to anyway. You put the teddy down on the floor, and turned to him to kiss him. He hugged you by your waist, embracing you tightly to him. You knew his previous concerns were true, he was a sensitive type ever since you knew him.

“I love you, baby.” You murmured between your kisses. “There’s no way I could love anyone more like you, you know.”

“I know…I’m sorry I became jealous.” He kissed your ear as he leaned down to you, wandering to your cheek and mouth with his lips. You felt like you wanted to show you more of how you love and appreciate him. You pressed your palm on his chest, pushing him a little backwards so he would sit down on the couch you had in your livingroom. You sat on his lap, while your hands began to unbutton his shirt.

“What are you doing, honey?” He asked with a pinch of blush on his face.

“Just making you sure that you have no reason to be jealous.” Your smile widened as you started drawing circles on one of his nipples with your thumb. You could feel his erection grow in his pants, and you couldn’t help but begin to move your hips back and forth carefully, rubbing your hungry pussy against his rock hard cock. He sighed quietly, pulling you into a kiss by tucking his fingers in your hair. His dark red lipstick left stains on your mouth, and you loved it every time.

As your passionate kiss deepened, you unzipped his pants, and crawled out of his lap, kneeling down in front of him. You looked up to his messy, blushing face, as you helped his cock out of the tight pants he was trapped in. You stroked it gently, giving it a little bit of lubricant with your saliva.

“I’ll give you the head of your life, babe.” You whispered as you finally took it in your mouth, moving your tounge on his tip desperately. His quiet moans and sighs filled your brain, keeping you motivated to get more of his sweet reactions out of him. His fingers squeezed your hairtufts tightly, but careful enough not to hurt you.

(because im bored and cant sleep.)

• When Hiroaki is done insulting someone or just plain arguing with someone else and Ojima is there, Ojima DEFINITELY puts a hand on Hiroaki's shoulder. To Hiroaki it just means "Say sorry". It never works.

• If Ojima's dissociating Hiroaki will kind of just sit there working on designs until Ojima's back. Sometimes he orders food too, incase Ojima's hungry.

• When they got out of the game and Hiroaki posted an announcement that they were "official", Ojima's dms EXPLODED. Literally, he had no clue what to do and Hiroaki was just giggling at him the whole time. He figured it out eventually (it was mostly just congrats.)

• (HIGHSCHOOL AU) They go on double dates with Hayashi and Yanagi, which Hiroaki quotes are (a waste of his time) but Ojima actually has fun at these. Hiroaki just uses it to insult Yanagi, and eat a ton of food.

• Hiroaki has the right side of the bed and Ojima has the middle. The pillows are all on the left side because quote; "I hate putting pillows on the floor Takeshi! Its useless!" The pillows always end up falling off anyway.

• Outfits. Hiroaki designs SOOOOO many outfits for Ojima, so many that he convinced Seiko to publish some. They got VERY popular (mostly because it was Ojima.)

• They meet up with Yanagi a lot after the killing game, he doesn't mind being a third wheeler, because all they do is play Snakes and Ladders at Ojima's house, and Hiroaki tries to cheat. It never works.

• Loudmouth x Peacekeeper dynamic. No further questions.

• If and when they get married, Hiroaki WILL make Ojima dance on one of those colorful sparkly disco floors. Doesn't matter how bad Ojima is, he WILL dance. Probably with Hiroaki tho.

i deleted my old trans caleb post because i got overwhelmed by people seeing it but this is for you anon! i will try not to delete this one this time:

trans man caleb who is the best big brother and role model if/when you come out. he came out young, probably way before you had any time to even think about your own gender, but it just means he gets to take care of you and model everything so you can explore your gender freely.

caleb who got top surgery as soon as he could and felt AWFUL having you take care of him while he was recovering. he made jokes about you being his little nurse but he hated not being able to do things and there was probably multiple times where he popped a stitch or hurt himself trying to do something he shouldnt have been.

trans man caleb who convinced all the daa guys that he had been in some sort of freak accident when they saw his top surgery scars and somehow convinced you to go along with the story too.

caleb absolutely does cut his own hair. and it was a surprise to gran when he first chopped his hair off (badly) at like age 7 or something and if/when he changed your hair drastically too. but or course he was gonna do your hair for you, what’s the point of putting all the work in to learn how to do hair if not to do your hair for you.

caleb doesn’t care about people knowing hes trans but he is very aware of how people view him and that part of him, especially in the fleet. it’s something he keeps a close eye on, but him being trans isn’t a secret, and if anyone finds out that perfectly fine by him. most people are too afraid of him to spread any rumors around though so its pretty hush hush even if caleb doesnt mind.

i think caleb would like subtle pride merch, but only if it was a gift from you (or maybe gideon) he doesn’t buy anything like a trans flag or a shirt with a funny quot about being trans, but if you buy him a bracelet with the trans flag colors hes wearing that all the time. its not a lack if pride or anything he just likes more subtle stuff like that (and of course it being a gift from you is a bonus)

nsfw under the cut <3

This is an AU of Caleb becoming a K-Pop star.

Obviously, Caleb was inspired to be an idol, just like his idols.

When he was a kid, the first time he was ever exposed to K-pop was from when he was in the city. His first ever group was none other than South Korea's shining stars of K-pop, SHINee.

Caleb didn't know what this type of music was, but he loved it. It sounded magical and otherworldly to him which drove him to want to listen to more of this newfound love that he yet to figure out what it's name was called.

Once he did find out it was called 'K-Pop' and the group, he started to listen to more from this group and saw the music videos and let me tell you.. he was HYPNOTIZED.

It was like his eyes refused to look away, he felt like he was being stucked into a whole new world from the MV alone. Which music video you ask? SHINee's Lucifer. The music was great but the MV was what made him love it even more. Caleb was blown away by the choreography, how smooth and cool each member looked and the outfits they wore.

Caleb was more enchanted by the vocals from Jonghyun and Taemin, but once Minho popped up, he was officially a Minho bias at that very moment.

After it was over he felt like he was bought to heaven and back. (very ironic since it's called Lucifer, lmao)

That would drive him to find more groups later in the future which surprise surprise is all SM GROUPS. Super Junior, SNSD, EXO, F(x), ect ect. (You can't convince he isnt a SM group stan)

˖᯽ ݁˖ TRAINEE DAYS CAELB ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎

When he was 15 he was scouted by an SM scout in China due to the fact that the scouter found him very attractive (the face card goes hard) Soooo he was immediately scouted duh.

He didn't wanna leave his home and everybody else behind but he also wanted this, this was a dream since he was a boy. To be on the stage and entertain people, to open this same world to new faces and introduce them to K-Pop.

Once Caleb was in South Korea, he was kinda nervous. It was a new country and there was an obvious language barrier but the local girls seemed to really be at awe at his visuals.

Even when he was in the SM building, everybody was impressed at how handsome he was for his age, he would definitely be a heart breaker when he becomes an adult. But looks weren't gonna get him anywhere unless he had the talent and boy did he knew how to sing!

Caleb had a very good vocal voice as he would cover Byun Beakhyun's 'Love Again'. Now he wasn't exactly fluent in Korean but he knew the song by heart and his accent was the only thing that was very noticeable when he sung lol.

The judges were not too.. kind about their honesty as they said he needed serious work speaking in Korean.

+ He did sing to them in Chinese too, Super Junior's Super Girl mandarin version which got the judges and his vocal coach impressed.

Now.. Caleb wasn't ignorant because he knew the pressures and strict rules they have to follow such as diet, dance practice, signing and overall this would change his life forever if he's lucky enough to debut.

He was pushed to his absolutely limits, his dance instructor would make him to intense

He would study Korean day and night, practicing with his fellow trainee's too who where also learning just like him.

Caleb had a decent diet back in China but the staff was really pushing for the extreme which didn't suit right to him. He'd eat an apple a day in front of staff but at night, he'd sneak out with his dormmates to the nearest convenient store to buy snacks.

He genuinely had a good friendship with the male trainees he made friends with, they'd sometimes stay up at night playing video games or watch a 00's movie which to them was an ancient artifact.

Couple months later Caleb was getting much better at speaking and understanding Korean but sadly, he wishes he didn't. Staff would heavily discriminated and talk shit behind his back, mainly because he was Chinese. This hurt him deeply since he never knew just how mean anybody can be just because of your country of origin.

Caleb was already experiencing so much by now — he was exhausted from the intense dancing, workouts, strict diets, sometimes rude attitude from his dance and vocal coaches but he wasn't going to let that stop him. No matter how many times he dropped on the floor, the silent tears he'd shed behind closed doors or how many times his skin bruised, he wasn't going to quit.

Caleb was going to be K-Pop's next golden boy.

MONSTER ROOKIE IDOL CALEB !!

Four years later — Caleb was 18 years old. He was dramatically different from the 15 year old teenager he was when he first stepped on South Korean soil. He was 177cm tall, his body skinny figure was much leaner and those distinct purple eyes were the eyes of a man who's been through hell.

The female trainees's were completely sweep off their feet at Caleb's visuals, he was a heart throb during those 4 years. Unfortunately some boys did get envious at Caleb's game since he could effortlessly get any of the girls if he wanted.

He had officially made the top best trainee's of the company that in those 4 years, he was called the shining star of the company. He was SM's new golden boy, everybody online were excited to see him debut, the other companies were scared of Caleb's insane talent.

In the span of 4 years he became a music composer and writer for some of his junior groups which the critics praised the music everytime it was made by him. He was a powerhouse at everything he did, he'd play guitar until his fingers bleed, stay up til dawn and produce music.

Now he had it all, the talent, reputation, visuals and star power. He was given the role of the center, main vocalist and lead dancer. His emoji was a puppy 🐶 and he was ready to finally debut.

When his group's first MV came out, the internet went insane for this group. The concept, music, the amount of visuals but Caleb was the one who really stoled the show. Even the critics were stunt by how good this debut was, the views just kept on rising, the album sales were breaking records including streams.

By the time they were at the inkigayo stage, the most popular fancame were Caleb's. His expressive facial expressions and his smooth dance moves that weren't too sharp or too lazy and stabled vocals were perfect. The K-Netz were very impressed at his star power even predicting that he might be the next superstar.

That same year they won Best New Artist during the MelOn Music Awards and Daesung at Asia Artist Awards for Rookie of the year. The next year followed up to the MAMA Awards and by then, they would completely sweep every award possible.

Song of the year, Best Male Group, Best Dance Performance, Best Music Video, Best Choreography and the grand prize, Artist of the Year. They were truly monster rookies.

All thanks to WHO again?

⊹ ࣪ ˖ SUPERSTAR IDOL CALEB ᯓ☆

8 years later — Caleb is currently 25 years old and he is in the prime of his career. By now he became a global phenomenon idol. He's one of the industry's biggest names ever, a trendsetter, an all roundered ace and hell he wasn't a star anymore, he was a supernova.

People say that you either peak in high-school or later in life but Caleb peaked in both those categories. Chinese netizen's praised his looks and everywhere else they agreed he was one of the hottest male idols.

As an adult he stood at 188cm tall, had a well-fit muscular built, lost that baby face he had 10 years ago and was replaced with a sharp jawline. He returned to his natural dark brunette hair and cut it short but often styled his side-swept bangs.

Caleb's clothes were tighter on him to showcase his new physical physique or lift his shirt up a little bit on stage just to tease fans. Without a shirt he was HEVAILY muscular which even shocked the entire internet.

On his Instagram, he was posted a mirror selfie of himself after a workout. His upper body was sweaty and his hair was slightly damp, he had a confident smirk on his lips as he held his phone on his right and his left had his elbow bent at 90° at shoulder height, showcasing his veins that popped out. "How do I look?" Was at the caption at bottom. It was such an insane reveal that it had crashed other social media apps becsuse it was being reposted in seconds.

Caleb's face was up on billboards at popular cities such as Tokyo, Seoul, Shanghai, Hollywood and more. He'd be Invited to fashion events in Paris, become an ambassador to very famous brands or do solo collaborations.

He's the first of his group to be given a solo which broke records and gain an PAK (perfect all kill) at the music charts. Caleb was seen as a legend of his generation. Even during MAMA, he took four awards by himself — Best Male Artist, Best Dance Performance, Best Music Video and the deasung (Artist of the Year). He was the most awarded artist that night.

Everything has pros and cons, including fame. He had to continue his parasocial relationship with his fandom just like every K-pop star does. Nobody knew but offline, he was very lonely. Yes he appreciated the love and support from his fans, friends and family but what was the point if he couldn't find real love.

The quality of his music got better over the years but the lyrics grew sadder and personal like he was crying for help.

It was funny because this was his prime, yet he was wasting his prettiest years alone with nobody to hold or call his beloved. Now technically yes he could easily get laid or get any woman he wanted but he wasn't corrupt like that.

Caleb genuinely believed in true love and prayed to meet a nice girl who would love him for who he was actually in love with him for who he was. He didn't like the idea of just fucking some random woman because that's not who he was.

He deeply yearned for somebody to love him. He'd always been loved but he wanted real love, someone who saw him as a human. Caleb wanted to experience a real relationship but for 10 years of his life he's been under strict no dating rules and now that he's popular who knows what his fans are capable of doing.

He just wanted a person to look at him like he was still a normal guy, to go on dates with, hold hands, buy them lovely gifts, whisper sweet nothings, make love, have a family.. was that so hard to ask for..?

Authors note: This has been in my drafts but thank god I finished this one ♡

• He expects nothing but the best from his students!

• That being said he's also aware of the issues that generally come with life and some his students more....underlying issues so he might give them a break.

• But don't think that's an excuse to slack off! He's very strict on cheating and goofing off during important lessons.

• Somtimes he'll bring his dog around for the class to play with and look after. (A hero must learn responsibility!)

• He just enjoys watching his students be normal for once.

• He's like that super grumpy strict dad totally loses it when his kids get or goal or high score on a test.

• The other teachers are sick of hearing him brag.

• He knows what it's like to be judged and pushed aside for your quirk. Which is another reason he pushes 1B to be the best.

• He likes to take his time to understand each student individually by focusing on their training specifically.

• His class doesn't get as injured as Class 1A. (Which recovery girl thanks him for everday.)

• But they do cause almost double the amount of property damage.

• And considering Class 1A has students like Bakugou, Deku, heck even Todoroki! That is a accomplishment.

• (And a headache)

• No, seriously every student in that class has broken at least one thing even the responsible kids.

• He thinks Aizawa plays favorites as unintentionally leaves behind some of his other students

• He also think the pro heros expect to much out of the students and was one of the pros that protested them being involved in the war

• (He reluctantly complied after realizing their were no other options.)

• He knows a lot about how to manage teenagers from being friends with Hound Dog.