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Give me more Shadowgast Baby !
Don’t think about Caleb lecturing a hall of students with a tiny baby strapped to his chest, occasionally pausing to adjust them to a more comfortable position.
Don’t think about all the speculation about which of his revolving door of lovers got knocked up (the prevailing theory is the purple Tiefling who disappeared after only a month; the slightly pointed ears, pale hair and lack of horns do nothing to deter this theory).
Don’t think about Caleb tucking his chin and whispering in Zemnian with a awestruck expression, before returning to the lesson at hand.
Don’t think about soft new parent Caleb.
Yo chief, did I do too much? Yes. Yes I did. That is all.
if i say something rn I'll be shunned by society and sent to the deepest pits of hell
Harry: *knocks*
Kreacher: *open the door*
Harry:
Harry:
Harry: how long have you been here?
Kreacher:
Kreacher: since master told kreacher to take a break