caleb casey


Warnings: Swearing and smut.

A/N: Here’s part 2 to It Hurts . I hope you guys like it! 

The car ride home was you crying, Alex not knowing what to do, and your heart breaking as you thought about losing Jeff. Your brother helps you inside and you’re glad that your dad isn’t home. He would only make this worse, hounding you to find out who hurt his little girl.

“Go back to the party,” you tell Alex. “Go have fun.”

He protests, worried about you. You assure him that you’ll be fine. “I just… I just want to be alone for a little while.”

  He’s still hesitant, but finally he agrees. “Alright,” he sighs. “Call me if you need me, I mean it. I’ll come home.”

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Bed Rest


“Calebbbbbbbbbbbbbb” she cried, half knowing he wouldn’t here from across the house and half still trying to get ahold of him. She had been moved to permanent bed rest after a slight scare they had a month ago, and after being on modified bed rest for most of her pregnancy, Casey wasn’t down to not listen to the doctor. She had dropped her book and couldn’t reach it, and she was too terrified to even think about getting out of bed. Was she paranoid? Absolutely.


How the time seems to fly~

Night Shift// Casey and Caleb


Casey stepped out of the elevator, Chinese takeout bag in her hand. Caleb had been working late a lot, and she was worried about him. She walked quickly through the cubicles, enjoying the emptiness of his office at night. She opened the door, knocking on it as she slipped inside. “You do realize at some point you need to stop working, right?” she giggled.

movie day // casey & caleb

The DVD collection in the house was impressive, at least to Casey. She hadn’t even heard of half the movies they had, let alone seen them. She found herself slowly sinking to the ground and sitting cross-legged in front of the shelves, looking up at them, hoping to find a movie to watch. If anyone had seen her, her title of being one of the youngest in the house would continue, as she looked even smaller and younger then. She frowned. “Eh, fuck it.” She closed her eyes, raised a finger, and pointed randomly at the shelves. She opened her eyes and sighed. “Cinderella. Why do they even have this here?” Still, she grabbed the DVD and popped it into the player. Nobody was around. Didn’t matter how young she looked.


Despite that there are plenty of masterlists with first names, I’ve been growing bored with seeing the same ones over and over. So, I compiled a list of my favorite male, just as I’ve done female, names – they vary from common to unique, and the bolded ones are my favorites of favorites. Likes and reblogs are appreciated! Roughly 150 names under the cut.

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