#Luke imagine

[sinning5sos]

No Shame | Luke

surprise, I'm alive bitches XOXO

Requested: YES! I took a few requests and put them into one

i was wondering if you could write about dom!luke fwb kind of situation where luke tells you about his thought process when writing no shame and admitting it’s like about the reader ? 

literally the sluttiest kinkiest shit you can write for luke

leaving hickeys all over luke, JUST IMAGINE SKSK

Word Count: ~3.1k

Luke: wyd?

You rolled your eyes at the text that just came through, and your eyes flickered up to the clock. 9:45 PM. This was the usual time he texted, but you couldn’t help the smile forming as you typed your response.

You: On my way to you?

Luke: Wow so eager for me. See you soon angel.

You loved the message and got off the couch to head to your car. Your engine started up and you turned the radio on as you started to drive to Luke's apartment. You couldn’t help but laugh as one of the band's songs started playing over the radio, a song from their second album. You had met Luke through a mutual friend at a party after they released their first album, but slowly became closer whenever they would be back in L.A. or if they flew you out. 

You made the first move, kissing him when you were slightly tipsy and the two of you realized you had a lot of chemistry. It was mainly physical, but there were a few moments where the two of you would go on dates but neither of you would call them dates. Just friends with benefits. It was too busy for either of you to date but you loved fucking him too much to let him move on, to let yourself move on.

The drive to his house was quick, that’s also part of the reason that the two of you continued hooking up with one another. You entered the code into the gate and pulled into the driveway next to his car, shifted into park and sighed as you looked at yourself in the mirror one last time. You applied just a little bit more of the lipstick that he loves, and ensured your make up was fine. He loved the disheveled makeup look after he fucks you thoroughly, so you knew what you were doing. 

You climbed out of the car and walked up to the door, about to knock but he already opened the door by the time you got to the threshold. He’s just so attractive.

His curls were freshly washed, the smell of his body wash hitting you immediately - you were the one who bought it for him, one of your favorite scents. He had a basic white tee on but it fit him so well, as well as the gray sweats he had on. 

He pulled you in immediately, his lips meeting yours as you wrapped your hand around the back of his neck and pulled him closer to you. There was no need for introductions, no need for any conversation. You both knew what you were there for.

“Now listen angel, there’s going to be a few things happening. I want you to go upstairs, strip down and get on your back. Next, I am going to put your ankles in the spreader bar and show you what I bought for you earlier today,” He murmured in your ear, his hands coming down to grip your ass.

“The first part of the toy goes right on your clit, and then the other part of the toy goes right inside that pretty little pussy of yours. Then, I’m going to fuck that sweet ass.” He muttered, his words echoing in your head as he slapped your ass. “Understood angel?” 

His nose nudged yours and you nodded your response, his lips moving to meet yours again.

“Go.” He whispered, and you eagerly went up to his bedroom and did exactly as he said. Your eyes landed on the toy, a bright pink vibrator that was sort of U shaped, on his bedside table beside a bottle of lube. You quickly stripped down and laid on the bed, your anticipation building as you heard Luke slowly come up the stairs. 

You shifted slightly as he opened the door, his normally bright blue eyes darker, lust evidenced on his face as you slowly opened your knees and his gaze fell directly onto your center.

“Ankles up,” He murmured, and you lifted your ankles up into the air as he slowly clasped the cuffs around each of your ankles, the bar separating your legs further and he pushed the bar up into the air.

“That cunt is so fucking beautiful. And it’s all mine to devour,” He muttered, his gaze snapping up to yours as he pulled his tee over his shoulders. He pushed down his sweats as well, his cock already hard and you smiled up at him, knowing that it was you who caused him to be like this.

“Devour?” You whispered, and he nodded as he knelt in front of you on the bed and pressed a light kiss on the inside of your thigh before pulling you down on the bed. He ducked his head underneath the bar and you rested your ankles on the top of his shoulders. He spit directly onto your center, and you knew the gentleness was gone.

You loved giving up control to Luke, loved giving him everything you could offer and loved that he took it all.

He immediately bent his head down, his tongue laying flat against your center as he licked up, your juices coating his chin. You watched him, every swipe of his tongue jolting your body a little bit, and moaned as he finally gave in and sucked your clit into his mouth. He pulled back and spit onto his fingers, pushing two of them inside you as his mouth enveloped itself around your clit again. You pushed your head back into the mattress, your eyes closed as he continued fucking you with his fingers.

He pulled back, “I want you to cum at least once with my mouth, cum once more with that toy inside of you, then cum again as I fuck your ass. Got it?”

You whimpered out a yes, your ability to form any other words gone as he grazed his teeth against the bundle of nerves, your back arching into the bed as your orgasm quickly approached. Luke had such a way of making you cum, and so quickly too. His mouth was talented, in more ways than one.

“Cum for me angel,” He pulled his mouth back, his fingers working quickly inside of you as you rode out your orgasm on his fingers, your body shaking as your high crashed over you.

“Good girl,” He muttered, moving back under the bar and leaned over to his bedside table. He grabbed the toy, your core still sensitive as he brought it up to your mouth, “Now lick.”

You did as you were told, taking the toy into your mouth and Luke chuckled as he brought it down your body. He rubbed the bigger end over your clit, then brought it down to your core and pushed it inside of you, then lined up the top part of the toy and pressed it against your clit. He pushed the button in the center, the vibrations jolting your body as the toy filled you and sent waves of pleasure throughout it.

“Oh.” You gasped out, your hands grasping his sheets as he watched you wraith beneath him, his hands not even on you. Your breathing caught, your gaze focused on him as he had his own hand wrapped around his cock. He slowly started stroking himself, stopping occasionally to grab some of your juices that were flowy freely, and used it to fuck himself.

“Such a good girl for me. Look at you, taking that toy so well. Your cunt looks so pretty being this full,” He murmured. Your breathing became ragged as your second orgasm was approaching, his cock and the idea of it being in your ass soon overtook your thoughts. 

“Don’t you cum without my permission,” He snapped, and brought his free hand down to your cunt, giving it a gentle slap. Your body jolted and you nodded, your eyes moving to his.

“Can I cum please Luke?” You nearly begged, and he chuckled at the desperation in your voice. He didn’t give you an answer, instead he just tugged the bottom lip between his teeth as he continued stroking himself. You were writhing beneath his gaze, your eyes following his hand as he pushed another button on the toy and the vibrations increased.

You cried out, wanting to close your legs but that damn spreader bar held your ankles apart still. 

“Luke, please,” You begged, nearly screaming out his name as he nodded.

“Good, cum again for me. God, what a fucking beauty you are,” He whispered, and you released your mental block and quickly came. Your thighs were shaking, your hands dropping down to your core as you held the toy against you, the overstimulation starting to become too much.

“Luke,” You whimpered, and he turned the toy off. 

“I’m going to give you a minute to relax and then I’m going to turn that toy back on.” He muttered, and you attempted to catch your breath as he grabbed the lube. He poured some onto his fingers and brought them to your ass, and slowly pressed in. The two of you had done anal plenty of times, but that wasn’t when you were full from a toy as well. He had one finger in and slowly added his middle finger. He chuckled as he started to stretch you out, having your body relax beneath his touch.

“Such a good girl for me, aren’t you?”

“Anything for you Luke,” You breathed out, loving the way that he looked down at you.

“Since you’re being a good girl, I’m going to go ahead and set those ankles free, but I want them on my shoulders instead.” He instructed, and you nodded as you brought your hands up over your body and stretched them over you. 

With his free hand, he undid the clasp on one and your ankle moved from the bar and onto his left shoulder. He did the same on the other side, and you felt a slight relief from the stretch but then Luke lined his cock up with your hole and started pushing in. You melted into his touch, the stretch turning into pleasure quickly. He switched the toy back on and you gasped again, your body quickly returning to the overstimulated mess you were before.

“Luke,” You called out, his name becoming all you could muster as he started fucking your ass.

“What a fucking vision this is,” He grunted, holding onto your thighs to keep you secure as he pushed in fully, his cock filling you so well. 

You couldn’t form words any more, his name falling from your lips as you felt your third orgasm approaching again. Between the vibrations on your clit and inside your cunt, and Luke fucking your ass, you weren’t going to last long at all.

“Please,” You gasped out, your body clenching, “please,”, your thighs starting to shake as Lukes own orgasm started approaching, “let me cum, please.”

“You want to cum?” Luke asked, and you shook your head as your interlocked your hand with his, and he nodded, “Cum for me, angel, go ahead and let go,” 

Your legs shook as your third orgasm crashed over you, moaning his name loudly and clenched your eyes shut so tightly that stars danced across your vision. Your body continued to shake as Luke fucked you, and it looked as if he was about to cum too. His chest was moving deeply, his breathing labored as he was focused on you. 

“I’m going to cum in your tight little ass, is that okay with you angel?” He asked, and you nodded lazily as the toy still vibrates inside of you, the overstimulation draining your body as he finally came. He moaned and nearly collapsed on top of you, his hand coming between your legs to turn the toy off and you nearly cried out in relief. Your body hadn’t been used to this quickly, your orgasms draining your energy.

“God, what a good fucking girl you are for me. Look how fucking hot you are,” He murmured, and you nodded in agreement, watching as he slowly pulled out and pulled the toy out from inside you as well.

“Stay here, don’t move,” He whispered, leaning over your body to give you a gentle kiss before he went into the bathroom adjacent to his room. He took only a moment, before he returned and pressed a warm washcloth to your core and helped soothe your body. He helped clean you up, and tossed the rag into a hamper nearby before climbing into bed beside you.

You curled up in his arms, his shoulders so broad against you and he hummed quietly in your ear.

“You did so good,” He murmured, his warm breath tickling against your neck and you giggled slightly. He pulled the covers up over the two of you, and you sank deeper into him.

“I have a song that I’ve been working on. Would you want to go to the studio with me tomorrow?”

Your eyes flickered over to Luke at his question, and you bit your lip as you thought. Nothing really could come of it, so you agreed.

“Yeah I guess. What time?” You whispered, pressing your lips to his chest and deciding to tease him further. You sucked the skin there and he sharply drew in a breath, and looked down at you.

“11:00 am is when we start recording. There’s a few things I want to work on first and then you can come in. Maybe 1:00? And you can bring lunch?” He asked, a hopeful smile on his face and you pulled away to laugh at his eagerness.

“Sure, I can do that. But you’re paying. Go ahead and send me some money now, Mr. Internationally Famous Lead Singer.”

“Good. I have some ideas, I’m going to write real quick.” He murmured, pulling away from you and you sighed at the loss of warmth, but he returned after a minute with an old notebook and a pen. He climbed back beside you and began to scribble on the paper. You attempted to peek, but he quickly shifted so you couldn’t see.

You leaned over h8im, pressing your lips to the base of his neck and decided to give him another hickey and he chuckled quietly.

“Angel, you’re not marking me to embarrass me tomorrow, are you?”

“Embarrass? Please, you should be so lucky to broadcast that you were laid.” You whispered against his skin, before moving slightly up his neck and he leaned into your touch, your lips grazing the soft part of his neck that was so tender for him.

“You’re right, I’m insanely lucky to have such a good girl like you for me,”

* * *

It was 1:15p now, a little after when he said to come and you were listening to his bandmates mess around with you while he finished up the song.

“You know he’s never brought a girl here,” Calum mused, and you felt a slight blush creep through your cheeks but shook your head.

“We’re just friends,”  You insisted, but Calum chuckled.

“What sort of friends? My friends never leave hickeys on my neck.” Ashton shot back, and the blush darkened throughout your skin, 

“Or scream my name out in the hotel room when you thought the others were gone,” Calum quipped.

“Or used as a writing inspiration before. That’s why you’re here, he’s got a new song he’s been working on and he won’t let us listen to it yet.”

“Mind your business,” Luke rolled his eyes as he walked in, leaning down to kiss your cheek and you nearly pulled away but he grinned. “Just saying thanks for lunch,” 

He plopped himself down right beside you, a little too close for someone that was just a friend, and started to eat. You felt Ashton and Calum’s gaze on you, but avoided eye contact.

The two of you had established many times that you were just friends, but friends who fucked and went on dates because neither of you had wanted to deal with the pressures of a relationship. At least, so you thought.

“Alright angel, ready to go listen?” He asked, slurping down his drink and you nodded as the other two started giving him the same treatment they had just given you. Luke waved them off, his middle finger in the air as he led you into the studio space. You always loved seeing what they did, whether it was seeing their process or seeing them perform. 

Luke pressed play as you settled into a chair, your leg crossing over the other as the first few chords of the new song came on.

“Remember, it’s not finished yet but I wanted to hear your thoughts before I kept going.” 

“Angel, with the gun in your hand - pointing my direction, giving me affection. Love is fatal, won't you give it a chance? Center of attention, don't you ask me any questions.” He paused the song, and your mind began to spin but you smiled at him.

“Keep going,” You reached over him and pressed play and he leaned into you as it continued on.

“Go on and light me like a cigarette, even if it might be something you regret. You got me now, now, now…swallow me down, down, down, down.”

You nearly snorted as the song progressed, and Luke paused it to see what caught your attention, “You liked that line, didn’t you?”

“Swallow me down?” You glanced up at him and he chuckled.

“Down, down, down. Just wait angel, there’s more.” He winked at you, and proceeded to press play. The song continued, your mind absorbing every lyric, feeling the beat and you clenched your legs together as the next line poured through the speaker, “I only light up when cameras are flashing, never enough and no satisfaction. Got no shame, I love the way you're screaming my name.”

The song ended shortly, a few other lyrics sticking through your head but Luke just kept grinning at you. 

“Thoughts?”

“I think we ought to fuck like that more often if this good of a song comes from it,” You teased and he chuckled as his right hand planted itself on your thigh, but you nodded, “I like it, especially if the lyrics are as accurate as you say.”

“Of course. You’re a one of a kind girl for me angel,”

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[snowsinterlude]

👠 – luke's favorite heels.

summary: those heels were made for walking.

c.w: shoe humping, multiple orgasms, p in v, grinding, femdom!reader, domme reader, luke x reader, filthy, porn without plot, short fic.

with your new louboutin heels on his crotch, you watched with pride as luke tried his best to have more contact with you, his arms hugging your leg and his fingers trying to reach for your pussy.

eyes tearing up, mouth agape and the tent on his pants hiding something clearly hard, his lips suddely kissing your leg to try and baffle his moans.

he was too sensitive at this point, stupid looking, actually. so, when you finally let him in, he was overwhelmed with joy. god, his dick was already licking pre-cum when you allowed him to take off his pants.

"gosh, luke." you chuckled a bit, your legs wide open with the help of his hands as he frowned at you with his pupils blown up, his tip aching to enter you. "are you a virgin?"

"n..no." he said. you kissed his temple, not caring if it was a lie or not. right now, you were on a terrible position to ask that. so, you would discover if it was a lie or not later.

"stop acting like one, okay?" you said.

well, you were as sensitive as him when he pressed his tip on your clit, rubbing on it and earning a bite lip from you as you tried to muffle them when he finally entered you.

warm, tight and tortuous was something that would always describe you both when it comes to sex.

so, when he started to move in and out, watching his dick going inside out of you was something that always got you close to cumming.

short in time and short in control, the one who came first was you, and yet it wasn't enough for him to stop. sucking on your left tit and watching with you as your pussy made a white creamy circly on his dick was his biggest pleasure, specially everytime your cunt clenched on him, too tight for him not to notice.

god, you're so warm on him. so tight and perfectly wrapped on his dick, he just couldn't seem to stop.

he kissed your lips, too in love with you- too baffled by your appearance. you were too perfect for him, too much.

"y/n- y/n, you're so good f' me." he said, almost crying while his hands held your ass.

"luke, keep going- keep it quiet too, don't want anyone finding us out," you said.

"'m sorry. 'm sorry, too good- god, i love you." he said, kissing your neck multiple times.

"i love you too babe," you said "mmh, shit, i'm almost there-" you moaned, squirming under him.

"me too, me too-"

it didn't took much for him to finally cum inside you, thanking gods for buying those heels for you.

luke's favorite heels were always yours, especially when you were walking up to him with the burning desire to be filled up by him and the lust to dominate him.

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[dracowars]

Hi again sweetie! Luke and reader where theyre all celebrating the whole end of the empire/death star and she gets absolutely drunk off her mind and sits on his lap and plays with his hands all giggly and theyre "just friends" and han (and leia) are having the time of his life teasing tf out of them?? Maybe in the morning shes embarrassed and apologises so lukes all sad bcs it was a "mistake" but they end up tgt later? Thankss lovee

booze and confessions | luke skywalker

pairing: luke x reader

word count: 1,9k

summary: where y/n celebrates the end of the war a little too much, ending in a confession

a/n: i feel like it has been ages since i wrote something even though it's not true lmao hope you enjoy lovely!! <3

warnings: angst, mentions of war, mentions of death

universe: star wars

To be honest, you have no idea how many drinks you already have in your system, but when if not today are you allowed to celebrate like this? After the Death Star was successfully destroyed, the Empire was defeated and peace and tranquility will return to the entirety of the galaxy. The age of fear and terror is over, the time of fighting is over and you can finally let yourself go. Finally, there is something to celebrate, something you have been working towards for years. And today, after all the suffering, that goal has been achieved and you could not be any happier to be right here, right now: on Endor, in the midst of numerous Ewoks dancing and partying, with your friends who fought alongside you all those years while the sky above you is lit up in a variety of colours.

However, the exertion of the day affects your body, your feet slowly starting to hurt from this long, fateful day and when you see Luke sitting at a table, with Han and Leia next to him, a break from all this celebrating suddenly sounds quite attractive and you stumble and stagger towards them.

"There he is! The man of the hour!", you chuckle happily as soon as you are near them, your arms spread wide as you head straight for Luke, who examines you with a small but shy smile. Before he can answer, however, you actually trip over your own feet and almost hit the ground if it wouldn't be for Luke's strong arms to prevent you from falling to the ground.

"Woah! Be careful!", Luke warns you, but what he does not expect is that you barely noticed your little misstep and just sit on his lap, giggling with joy. "I think someone had a drink or two too many."

"Are you talking about me? Don't you worry, Luke, I'm perfectly fine!", you cheekily smile at him, swaying a bit which is why he carefully puts one of his hands on your arm so you do not fall off your seat on top of him.

"Maybe you just didn’t have enough?", you tease him, showing him his glass, turning it upside down to emphasize that it is empty. Of course, this victory also comes with a lot of pain for Luke and Leia due to the loss of their father, but Luke has assured you several times that he is fine and that he still wants to celebrate this victory, in honor of his father.

That is also why you really wanted the two of you to have a good time together, but apparently you really had a few too many drinks.

"She definitely had too much", Han comments on your behaviour, sitting across from you with an arm around Leia, followed by a laugh. "I think I have rarely seen her like this and I have seen a lot."

"Han, you could use another drink, don't you think?", you answer him provocatively, but before you can elaborate, you feel the warmth of Luke's hand running up and down your arm. Heat rushes to your face, your cheeks turning red, but you just reach for his other hand and play with his fingers enthusiastically.

"I never thought I would see Ewoks in my life! I mean, did you look at them? They are so cute, I can't believe they stopped an army of stormtroopers by themselves!", you gush in awe upon watching these little creatures dance around their fire. "Don't worry, Luke. You are still cute as hell, too."

"Oh wow, it must sting to be compared to little furry bears", Han chuckles, putting his hand over his mouth to stop himself from laughing out loud. Leia, also trying to hold back her laughter for her brother's sake, hits Han with her elbow.

"Stop it, Han. I am not even talking to you, just to Luke. Look at you! Such a beautiful face!", you grin, running your index finger along Luke's jawline. Your faces are so close now that they are almost touching and as soon as your eyes meet, the world around you becomes silent.

But just when Luke thinks you are about to close the gap between you, you throw your arms around his neck and place a kiss on his cheek, your arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

"I really love you, Luke", you whisper, or at least think you are whispering, because Han comments your words with inhaling in shock.

"No, that is news to me. I would never have expected that in my life, with the way you always look at each other-"

"Han!" Luke and Leia interrupt him at the same time and he immediately raises his hands in the air in defense, an expression of innocence on his face.

"It is not at all fun to say if you don't say it back, Luke", you sadly pout now, skillfully ignoring Han or not even noticing him due to your numbed senses. Because you are moving too much again, you almost slide off Luke's lap once more, but he holds you tight again in the last moment so that does not happen.

"Well, I think it is time for you to lie down now. It was a long evening and-"

"B-But we haven't even danced with each other yet!", you say indignantly as Luke stands up with you and immediately grab his hand, lifting it up to do several clumsy pirouettes underneath.

To prevent you from tripping over your own feet again, Luke casually lifts you into his arms, causing you to squeal as everything around you suddenly seems to spin even more. Not resisting or fighting back, enjoying the closeness you now have to him too much, you wave to Leia and Han over Luke's shoulder and let him carry you into one of the huts further up in the treetops.

Luke gently lays you down on the small mattress laid out in your hut and covers you with the blanket, sitting next to you. Your eyes are already half closed, but one of your hands is still clinging tightly to his.

"I love you too, you can't even imagine how much", Luke admits before giving you a kiss on the forehead and leaving you to your dreams, which for the first time are only consisting of positive things.

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Scattered rays of light shine into your face, causing you to wake up far too early after the previous long night. Slowly, you open your eyes and listen to the soft rustling of the leaves outside. You stretch your arms above your head as you yawn and sit up, running your hands through your face as the first effects of last night make themselves noticeable.

You curse under your breath as you rise on shaky legs, having to hold onto the wall of the small hut to keep your balance. You already regret not drinking less yesterday, but it felt so good in the moment. Completely sleepy and not yet fully awake, you stumble out onto the wooden platform high up in the trees and stop in your tracks when you see Luke standing on the railing in front of you, looking out over the Ewok village.

The light wind blows through his hair and the sunlight causes his face to shine naturally. Barely able to take your eyes off him, memories of last night suddenly come to your mind and your heart beats faster. You can't remember everything, there are some missing parts in your memories, but what you can remember brings a blush to your cheeks in an instant.

Wanting nothing more than to immediately disappear back into your hut because you just do not want to be confronted with your actions of last night, you slowly turn around, retreating, but as soon as he says your name, you know he does not even need to see you to know you are there.

With a smile, Luke turns to you, leaning his back against the railing.

"Slept well?", he asks gently, but you think you can also hear a certain amount of concern in his voice.

With a nod, you slowly walk towards him, looking away because you just can't keep eye contact, too afraid of what you might see in his eyes.

"How are you?", you ask carefully as you lean over the railing next to him and he looks at you from the side, his focus solely on you which makes your cheek feel even warmer. Playing with a strand of rope that is holding the wood of the railing together, you wait for his answer, your heart beating loudly in your ears as your shoulders touch.

"I'm good. We won so..", Luke chuckles quietly, but immediately falls awkwardly silent again.

You stand next to each other in silence for several minutes, just listening to the wind and the peaceful sounds of the forest. But you both feel that there is something unspoken between you and neither of you knows how or whether to address it. Once Luke finally clears his throat, you brace yourself for the worst.

"You don't have to be embarrassed about what happened last night if that is why you are not speaking to me like you usually do", Luke addresses the rancor in the room and you want to run away and lock yourself up somewhere and just never come out again.

"Luke, I'm incredibly sorry. I-I had too much to drink and my behavior was completely inappropriate", you apologize to him, head down because you just can't manage to look at him without immediately turning bright red. Why are you suddenly so completely out of control of your emotions?

"Oh... I see. Uhm, you don't have to apologize. I mean, if it was just the effects of having too much to drink, then it was probably just a mistake.."

"W-What do you mean?", you ask in surprise, not knowing what he is trying to imply. Or maybe you do know and just do not want to admit it.

"Well, I mean- So I- Would it be wrong of me if, deep down, I hoped that it was more than that? That it was, maybe, real?"

"Luke, what are you talking about...?"

"Would it be so bad if it was real? Do you really feel about me that way?", he asks you and now you finally look into each other's eyes and you hold your breath, searching his eyes for any signs that will tell you what is going on, if he actually means his words.

"Because if that were the case, then all I can say is that I feel the same way about you. Maybe even more", he continues, not letting you speak as he takes your hands in his. "I really really love you too. I told you yesterday, but I don't think-"

"I know. I think I heard it", is the only thing you can say in response to his confession, your thoughts swirling around in your head. You never would have thought that he would feel the same way about you and for some reason your heart now beats a little more painfully than before because you just feel so much love for this man in front of you.

"As I told you yesterday, Luke: I really love you too", you admit openly and before you know it, he wraps you in his arms and hugs you as tightly as if you wouldn't experience the next day.

And in that moment you realize that you would never find a safer place than right here, in his arms. That no matter what comes your way in the future, nothing matters as long as you have each other. And finally, after all this time, you do have each other.

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[jacesbeloved]

amidst the waves: part III

summary: born a lowborn, your family a group of fishermen that supply the market; one day, it wasn’t a fish caught but rather, a young man.

pairing: lucerys velaryon x fem!reader

notes: hi !! sorry for taking so long to update amidst the waves but here it is :3 this is the last part but other chapter/s may be posted depending on what i am motivated to write lol i hope u guys love it!!

part: I, II, III

taglist: @ephemeralninon @aliceuris @desiree610 @call1op3 @vainillasmil157 @countsmoon @r1dd1kulus @ietss

"Are you two mad?!" You spoke loudly, your father hissing at your tone.

You glared at the two of them in frustration, having been asked by your family to come with them to the market even though it's rare that the three of you go there. It's usually either one of you.

Now, they had taken you away from your hut, deep into the city, as they sat you down in a random alleyway with no one around, telling you the recent decision that they had made without informing you nor even telling you the slightest bit.

"We don't know who Luke actually is, Y/N. He is a stranger to us. We have to give him back."

"You placed a roof over his head, building him his own little tent, and you dare say he's a stranger? Why, because he's worth some gold?" You snapped back at your father.

The two of them sighed, rubbing their temples as they looked away, wary of any bystanders hearing your outburst given that the three of you are in the market.

They take a step closer, and you take a step back. Firmly glaring at them while having your arms crossed on your chest.

"Luke has stayed with us for more than three weeks already. He helps with fishing, with cooking, with everything! What else do you want from him-"

"To go back to where he came from, Y/N," your father cuts you off. "We know you've grown fond of him, Y/N, but he's not from here. He has a family looking for him, it's bad enough that we didn't inform our lord about a random boy washing up on the shore, what more if we hide him from them?"

You groaned. "What if those people aren't nice, that's why he ran away from them?"

"The ones that would take him are the men from the city watch. If we don't give him to them, what do you think they will do to us? We hardly even have anything to defend ourselves." They reasoned it out once more, and it left you silent. You knew that no matter how much you fought them, they'd still do as they pleased, with or without your approval.

And it was scarier, eventually waking up and seeing the tent beside your hut empty. Alaine and Arrel not having their sister's older friend help them sharpen wooden spears or you being left alone after supper's finished—it all frightened you.

You weren't entirely fond of the man from the sea, you just didn't want him away. You wanted him always by your side—his silly, curly hair, goofy smile, and kind attitude towards everyone. All of the things you didn't have.

Instead of fighting them further, you ignored them. Your mother and father looked at you worriedly when they saw you walk away from the alley. Your father tried to follow after you, only to be pulled back by your mother, who was subtly shaking her head as you slowly disappeared from their line of vision.

The busy crowd kept your mind at bay. You walked around the city for as long as you had desired, walking past various houses and markets, admiring the beauty of the simple pleasures around you, wondering how much more fun it would've been if Luke was with you.

You walk by some small merchants with small brooches on their makeshift boxes, ready to be bought by whoever had the means to, thinking of your friend back on the shore. You pull out a few coins from your pouch, picking out a brooch from the merchant as they express their gratitude.

When you pick one out, you put the coin on this laid out palm. You held the item close to your face, inspecting it closely as you stared at the way the bronze was crafted to illustrate a fish in a complete circle. You sighed briefly at this.

"Should he fancy accessories, I think this is the perfect one."

By the time you got back home, the waters were serenely silent, with only the sounds of the waves lightly crashing into the rocks.

You stared for a long moment at the closed hut, the doors and windows were shut, telling you that they'd already shut you out. There weren't even any lights coming from inside, only meaning that they're already past asleep, leaving you outside, in the sand, all alone.

Or, so you thought.

"They were looking for you," the awfully familiar voice spoke, approaching you carefully as he squinted, making sure it was you.

You turned sharply, looking at him with wide eyes, before your stare slowly softened and you turned back to the sea. Your shoulders relaxed a bit when you felt him stand beside you, also staring at the sea, though with a confused look on his face.

He glanced over at you, eyebrows furrowed after you ignored his statement. "They- they already closed the hut, your father said you ran away."

A scoff leaves your lips: "Were you worried?" You ask.

"Was I worried? Of course I was. No one was able to cook the fish until your parents showed up. Me and your siblings almost tried to start a fire ourselves," he replies, making you chuckle. Luke smiled a bit at that, finding the sound of your chuckles pleasant.

"No, but truly... I was really worried about you. I almost went to the market myself." Luke smiles at you, and you can see the evident worry in his eyes.

You shrugged in response, heaving a deep sigh.

"Why are you awake at this hour? It's deathly late." You spoke, changing the topic while fixing your skirt. You sat down on the sand, and Luke did the same, quickly sitting beside you.

He pulled up his knees to his chest, touching the sand softly as he replied. "Hmm, I, uhh..." You hummed, waiting for him as you watched the sea.

"I had... visions," you hear him take a deep breath. "Of my memories... couldn’t really sleep through it.”

You stiffen up at his reply, feeling as if your breath had been caught in your throat. You didn't even know yet if his memories were real or if they were just bits and bits of flashes.

"It's nothing much, really, it was- it's-" he started to stammer, your forehead creasing at his nervousness.

"Were they bad memories?" You asked, and he immediately shook his head no, quite defensive as he started to explain once more about his visions.

He toyed with the string of his thin shirt, picking up one of the shells beside him. "They were really... violent. I honestly don't remember much from this exact memory, but.. it was all chaotic. Me, a boy, and two other girls were fighting another boy. It was somewhere dark, somewhere rocky, I-I don't-"

You placed a hand over his knee, prompting him to stop before he even got to start rambling. The two of you stared at each other in silence, Luke's lips hanging open and his eyebrows furrowed.

"I'm sorry you had to relive those unpleasant memories, Luke." You pursed your lips, and Luke placed his hand on top of yours, placing it on top of yours warmly.

In silence, the two of you remained peaceful. Not a single word was spoken or uttered. But you felt something different; you felt something missing in this silent night. Slowly, you leaned your head to rest on his shoulder, making Luke tense only to relax a few seconds later.

"They weren't all bad memories, Y/N," Luke says.

He began to tell stories of his visions, what he saw, what he remembers, and what he knew about himself as of now. You hardly even knew that he got remnants of his memories when he slept. He never talked to you about it.

"I am the prince, Y/N. I am Prince Lucerys Velaryon. The missing son of Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen." He says with such meaning that your jaw drops.

He actually remembered everything after the first week he stayed with you. From his childhood to his teenage years, the moment he got to say his first word in High Valyrian, his flights with his dragon, Arrax, his first fight with his older brother, his youngest brother being birthed, his mother's kisses on his cheeks,

his betrothal.

Your throat went dry at his mention. He seemed to be baffled as well when he told you that he was an engaged prince.

Of course, he would be. It was easier to believe than the fact that he is a prince. Luke's handsome; he's caring, respectful, smart, everything. Everyone could easily fall for a man like Luke.

It hurt you a bit, yes, but with everything, you can only be happy that he actually has someone waiting for him home. Someone that was probably devastated by his disappearance. And yet, you still dreaded seeing him not around.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Luke asks, his tone ever so caring, as it always has been. You hummed in response.

"I can't believe you're a prince. Prince Lucerys Velaryon... And you didn't even tell me," you changed the subject, closing your eyes while Luke looked at you weirdly, probably weirded out after you mentioned his real name.

"Don't I seem like a prince?"

"You try housing a man that your parents brought home almost dead, who allegedly rode a dragon before he fell into the ocean and now is allegedly a prince. What do you think?" Luke laughed at that, his body rumbling with laughter as you did, giggling softly at your statement.

He sighs at that. "Well, I apologize then. You and your family have done so much for me that I could not keep track anymore. I believe a mere 'thank you' would not be enough."

You pulled your head away from his shoulder, turning your body to face him. He was surprised by that, quickly moving his body to face you as well. The way he always tried to do things the same as you made you stifle a laugh.

Looking down, you sucked at your teeth for a moment, internally debating, before you reached for your pouch beside you.

He looks at you curiously, watching you twist to your right while searching for an unknown item. Soon enough, you present him with the brooch from earlier.

His eyes widen with faint astonishment, and his mouth hangs wide. He raised his eyebrow at you before glancing back at the brooch on your hand. You jerked your palm at him, urging him to take it, and he carefully does so.

Luke carefully inspected the round shape of the brooch, the sides of his lips raising a bit when he recognized the unique image it had been melded to.

"I wish to be with you, Luke. Not romantically, no, I- I'm yet to be ready, and also with your betroth-"

"I understand you, Y/N, and I... wish to be with you as well," he cuts you off with a whisper. "Always."

You gulped when you heard him say it. Your heart is starting to beat faster and faster with each passing second. Luke felt the same, his heart thumping, threatening to jump out of his chest.

"But there are greater things... than- than I care to consider. And for that, I must... I must head back. Be with them." His eyes flicker away in the other directions upon saying the last bit.

Confusion suddenly washed over you, Luke was not clear on what he was saying. Not until you pieced it all. "You- you're the one that asked them to give you back to the city watch?" You glare at him furiously, your tone full of accusation.

"Y/N," he starts, but you have already stood up. "Why didn't you tell me it first?" You roared, pointing at yourself.

Luke stands as well, putting his hands in front of himself in an attempt to calm you down. "Let me explain first, don't-"

"I fought with my mother and father because I did not want them to give you away to the city watch! I yelled at them because I did not want you to feel that we all wanted to get rid of you in the first place, because we didn't. I didn't!" You yelled at him.

Your conscience ate you up right after. The hurt look on his face breaks your heart more than him telling you he's already engaged.

You turned away from him, walking away, only to hear the sands swooshing around, following you. You breathed in heavily, calming yourself down before you let yourself speak anymore. Luke seemed to have figured that out, waiting for you to face him in silence.

With the scent of the sea breeze filling your nostrils, the wind whistling, you cleared your head. Turning back to face him with a blank look.

"I wish you well, Prince Lucerys. If it is your desire to be with your family, then may you travel safely to them."

"What?" Luke replies, now with a shocked tone. "Y/N, you don't have to talk so formally like that. Please, you don't have to call me Lucerys. I'm still Luke!"

"Your Luke." His voice now above a whisper.

He watched as your eye and lips twitched, your gaze hardening instead of softening. You picked at your fingers from behind you, tearing and pinching the skin off.

"It's late. I am sure the city watch will take you early morrow. Better get some sleep. Maybe it would help you remember more." You ignore him, clenching your jaw. You glared at him once more before walking away from him.

You don’t even know where you slept that night, nor did you even bother thinking if Luke followed you away from your home.

When the sun rose from the east, you knew you were done for that day. You knew that the next day, there would only be you, Alaine, and Arrel left. No more older brother for the two, no more fishing companion, no more playful banter during supper.

He had already departed, or so you watched him depart.

Luke gave each of your siblings a warm hug and kiss on the forehead, smiling tightly as both of their eyes brimmed with tears, not wanting to see the man they've grown to like leave.

When he arrived by your mother, she hugged him tightly, rocking him side by side with a proud smile on his face before he passed Luke on to your father. He laughs when he watches your father bend his knee in an awful try at a curtsy, Luke bringing him up to hug him instead.

You watched them exchange various replies while you waited from behind the cluster of horses and men waiting for the prince.

Luke eventually nodded at them, his eyes searching for you all around, hoping to at least apologize and bid you farewell once and for all. His face lights up when he sees the familiar stature of yours behind the men. The men moved out of his way with haste, curious to see who he had been looking at.

"Y/N," he breathes.

"My prince."

He tongues at his cheek before nodding. He takes a soft hold of your hand, bringing it to his lips as he presses a soft and respectful kiss on the back of your palm. You forced a smile on your face upon seeing the brooch you had given him on his now leather-clad chest.

"Thank you, Y/N, for everything. All of the things you taught me in my stay here are some of the things that I will always keep in my head; and in my heart, know that... you will always be in there." Luke says, and you finally break out of your forced face, launching forward to give him a hug.

You felt his arms wrap around you as well, caught off-guard by your hug while you breathed in his scent, he smelled of the sea now. "Your wife would be there, as well." You whispered before you pulled away, the people around were all looking at you two weirdly.

Luke smiled at you tenderly, tapping the brooch by his heart as if you had not yet seen it. You nod at him, inhaling sharply.

"Farewell, Luke."

"Farewell, my lady."

that’s a wrap! i hope you loooved the story!! thank you all so much for reading up until here <3 remember: hearts, reactions, replies, and reblogs are very appreciated if you liked the story! ily all!

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[the-faceless-bride]

OMGGG WAIT TWDG REQUESTS R OPEN IM, I don't write 4 them but I sure would if i found people who like this masterpiece, I'm sending in a request feel free to not do it if u dont have the in sports, just let me know 👀

okay so may i request maybe fluff headcanons w Luke (my man😫)

btw im so sorry again for almost blocking u but we have lots of fandoms in common and i think we could get along pretty well- i swear im not mean💀

It's really no problem, I'll be careful not to spam like before. I'm sure we'll get along great too! 🦇💖

Luke TWDG Fluff Hc

You met in Winter, you were scavenging around before it got dark making sure no one was around and if there were any hidden supplies around.

That's when you spotted a man crawling his way out of the frozen lake, seemed like he fell in and was desperately trying to get out. You pondered for a moment, you didn't know this man... He could be dangerous. He could have been part of a dangerous group, but then again you didn't know if you could spare anytime it was getting dark quickly.

But when he spotted you and you stared at each other, you looked at his brown eyes, his wet hair, and finally his blue-tinted lips.

He was gonna freeze to death if you didn't help... And you would feel guilty if he did and you didn't try to help even a little.

Now here you and Luke were, you both wandered around and found a small home that even had some small bags of food that were still good.

He definitely told you about his old group, about how they were trying to make it to a house but he ended up falling through and thought he was done for.

He honestly thought he was too

He likes to talk about the two young girls he considered to be his 'little sisters' Sarah and Clementine were their names, and he laughs about how sweet yet scary Clem could be sometimes when he was in that group.

Sometimes he has nightmares about what happened in his group with Carver/Bill, about Kenny and his Eye, Sarah and her dad, Beca turning... He fears what happened to Alvin, and how worried he is about the group with the new baby.

He likes to be cuddled on those nights, he curls in on himself and lets you wrap your arms around him.

Luke can be very playful, he likes to play races with you when you both do anything that involves traveling, mostly when you are scavenging.

Luke doesn't like the idea of moving camp, even though the little house you found has some unrepairable damage and food is getting low he hates the idea of traveling after what happened to his group when they had to leave their home

Luke loves when you kiss his forehead as comfort and he always kisses your nose in response back to it.

Ok, I would write more but the HCs are all random I will do a better Hc for him that has a bit more structure, I hope this is fun to read anyway. 😭

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[lip-rings-and-quiffs]

Tiresome

Luke + y/n (f!reader sorry didn’t realize until rn)

+masterlist

A/N:a cute lil imagine (according to me), idk how the music industry works and it shows…it shows here lol. So sorry about that🥲. Also gimme feedback pls🥺💙

Luke sighed heavily as he typed away at his computer, stopping every now and then to rub at his sleepy eyes. If he was to describe today with one word he would definitely pick the word tiresome. Management had been on his back ever since he got up, asking about how the songs are coming along, how the writing process is going, if he got a new melody etc. etc.

He sweared they only wanted to annoy him on his free day. He’d seen how the rest of the boys were having fun, throwing a pool party when he went on instagram a while ago. He would’ve gone too but with the long hours they’ve been pulling at the studio, he just wanted to stay home and rest for a while, maybe spend some time with his girl.

But the universe had to go out of its way to tell him he can’t have what he want. His girlfriend of course had to go to work that day and his so called management doesn’t understand the fact that “free day” means they should leave him the fuck alone. Since he had nothing better to do he started to finish a song he’d been working on with Ashton. And he was dumb enough to let everyone know what he’d been doing causing his “management” to keep butting in every five minutes asking about it.

He’s been in the industry for a literal decade now, he knows how it works, he knows how to write a damn song alone. So yeah it’s been a bad day.

He groaned as he saw how he’s gotten the last part of the verse wrong. Just as he lifted his fingers to correct it, his phone started ringing. Petunia, his dog who was sleeping next to his feet got up and walked away with a noise that’s so close to a huff. Luke mumbled a sorry to the now empty room, taking his phone to see who it was. With furrowed eyebrows, he turned his phone off, mentally smacking him in the face for not realizing that was an option five hours ago.

He sinked down on his chair, rubbing his palm all over his face causing the skin to turn a shade darker. “Lukey” he heard her small voice as she padded into his homemade studio. She walked toward him until she was situated behind the blue office chair, then snaked her arms around his broad shoulders until they rest atop of his clothed chest, resting her head on top of his.

Luke sighed with closed eyes, basking in her presence as he felt himself falling into the relaxation he’d been craving the whole day. “What’s wrong?” She asked softly, running her fingertips over his old nirvana shirt. He sighed again, for the hundredth time that night as he said, “Some people just don’t seem to understand what free day means. I’ve been trying to get this song right for more than two hours and they’re making me feel like shit!”

“Baby” she whispered voice laced with worry or maybe it was sympathy, who knows “I’m so sorry”. “ ‘s fine. Better now you’re here” he said taking her hand in his, interlacing their fingers. He felt her lips pressing little pecks on top of his head, her free hand coming to cup his cheek affectionately. It made him feel all fuzzy inside. Like his whole body was infected with tingles. “I love you” she said as he tugged at her hand until she came towards him. Luke sat up, bringing her to his lap as she let out a shriek, chuckling at the sound. “I love you more” he finally said as she got comfortable on top of him.

“Not possible” she retorted cheekily, pressing a kiss to his stubbled cheek. “That won’t do” he stated, talking about the little peck as he brought her face toward him with his hand, pressing his lip fully to her plump ones. She kissed back with equal eagerness, wanting nothing more than to melt into his embrace.

“Maybe you should take a few days off” she suggested after their lips parted. “Today was my day off Y/N/N” Luke mumbled, nuzzling his nose against her forehead. “That won’t do” she repeated back his words with furrowed eyebrows.

“We just have to finish this albu-” he started only to be cut off by her “I don’t care Luke. You need rest, the album can wait”. “But the fans-” she glared at him until he shut up. “Now, I’m going to go call Mikey and make sure you get at least a week off and when I get back I expect you to be on the bed with your phone turned off mister!” she ordered, playfully dabbing her index finger at his chest, getting back up from his lap and going to find her phone.

Luke finally got up from the uncomfortable chair, smiling at his girlfriend’s antics as he walked towards their shared bedroom, catching the sight of her with her phone tucked between her ear and shoulder as she was searching something from her bag as he walked by.

He crawled onto the bed, kissing petunia on top of her head as the pet made a sound of approval. Within a few seconds he’s deep in his slumber, Y/N who walked inside to tell him the good news couldn’t help the smile that itched up her face as she took in his sleepy face, he looked so peaceful.

She bit her lip, taking a quick photo of the duo before crawling on to the bed and kissing him on the forehead.

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[married-to-google-translater]

Hi! If it’s not too much trouble could you please do a (platonic) Luke x reader? Just friends obviously.

Love your work, it always puts a smile on my face :D

Hey thanks. It's nice to hear that u like my work.

Luke Friendship headcanon

Luke would really appreciate you as his friend.

He would really try his best to be a good friend.

Luke would like you right away if you didn't call him Chihuahua.

And he would like it even more if you defended him.

Luke tries his absolute best to be a good friend.

He really likes spending time with you.

Luke would also cook you traditional angel dishes.

He thinks Demon Foods are weird.

Luke doesn't understand how you can eat them.

And because he is a good friend, he wants to help you.

Luke doesn't like horror movies.

But he is happy to watch other movies with you.

Sometimes Simeon and Solomon join in.

Luke would also try to protect you from "evil" demons.

Whether it succeeds is another story.

But at least he's trying his best.

Luke would also make you matching friendship jewelry.

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[plus-size-reader]

Like a Leaf

Luke Alvez x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 2468 words

Warnings: angst (potential spoilers for S15E5)

Summary: Confessing your feelings for Luke after he gets abducted by an unsub

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You’d done it. 

You and your team had somehow, against all odds, managed to track down where they were hiding and now, in the nick of time, they were safe.

Finally.

“Luke? Thank God you’re alive” you all but shouted, finding yourself heading toward the man in question without a second thought, past where Matt was, now relying on Rossi to stay stable.

All day, you had been a wreck, constantly thinking about what could have gone wrong or what they could have been doing to the two of them as you sat, desperate to figure something out. 

You, and the rest of the team, had been searching nonstop but until this moment, you weren’t entirely convinced that it would work.

As much as you hated to say it, you couldn’t help but doubt how successful you’d be. 

Luke hardly had time to process what was happening, or what had happened before you had thrown your arms around his neck.

It was a bit more intimate than you would have ever attempted before this, but given the circumstances, you didn’t care enough to second guess it. 

Not after you had spent all day long considering that you might not ever see him again, or hear his cheesy jokes over a cup of coffee.

You couldn’t help yourself.

“Woah, are you alright?” Luke tried, a small labored chuckle forcing itself through what you were sure was a Pulmonary contusion. 

Of all the things that he could have been expecting from today, this certainly wasn’t it. 

Not that he was complaining. After what he’d just been through, seeing you was the greatest thing he could have hoped for. 

“I was so worried,” you whispered back, resting your head on his shoulder for a moment, just trying to calm your racing heart. 

This was too much. 

Having things go wrong, and running into bumps in the road came with the territory, and you knew it. Your team was constantly in danger and this wasn’t the first incident of something like this, but it was for Luke.

This was the first time you’d actually been worried you’d lose him and that wasn’t something you were prepared for. 

It wasn’t supposed to hit you this hard, but clearly it had. 

That was exactly why you hadn’t stepped away from him yet, even though he needed to see medical and it would have been nice to get out of this dank warehouse. 

“It’s okay, I’m okay” he assured, but he didn’t step away either. In fact, if you had been more present in the moment, you would have noticed how his grip on you had tightened as the seconds passed. 

The truth was that he wasn’t ready to step away from you either, for whatever reason.

From the moment he and Matt had been taken, Luke had been on overdrive but now that everything was all said and done, this was the first time he felt as if he was able to breathe.

He just wanted to stay put for a second and get his head on straight. 

So you did. 

The two of you stood there like that for what felt like hours, breathing and trying desperately to calm your racing minds before finally you found yourself too moved to stay silent. 

Too emotional to even process anything beyond your beating heart and the way that man before you made you feel. 

“I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you” 

The words left your mouth without a single thought, but it was more than enough to break whatever spell you were under and immediately, you forced yourself to step away from him.

That was an accident. 

…and a big one. 

It was no secret to the rest of the team that you had feelings for Luke, but by some miracle, he had remained blind to the truth. 

You wanted to keep it that way, but evidently, your brain had different plans. 

The man in question blinked slowly, considering what you’d said but by the time he’d processed it enough to even attempt a reply, you were gone. 

There were only two ways the aftermath of that sort of admission could go, and neither of which seemed worth sticking around for.

If Luke rejected it, you wouldn’t be able to handle that and it would make working with him absolutely unbearable but even if he didn’t, there was nothing you could do to guarantee it would work.

The risk was just too high, and you weren’t willing to lose him over this. 

It didn’t matter how much you cared about him.

You weren’t going to lose him. 

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You and Luke didn’t talk again until everything was squared away and you were back on the jet, headed home. 

Of course, it offered some amount of peace and comfort simply because it was out of harm's way but based on the way the man in question was looking at you now, that peace wouldn’t last long.

Luke already looked like he wanted something, and you didn’t have to be a genius to work out what it is. 

Naturally, he was thinking about the same thing you hadn’t been able to stop thinking about since you pulled yourself away from him in the first place. 

It wasn’t until you met his eye for the third time in a minute that he finally stood and made his way over to where you had been sitting for the entire flight, back by the bar cart. 

“You doing okay?”

His words weren’t so much a genuine question as they were an ice breaker but you didn’t mind. If you were being honest, you weren’t sure you’d be able to answer that even if you wanted to. 

By all accounts, you should have been thrilled that everything had worked out well. Matt was going to get to go home to Kristy and the kids and Luke was going to be alright.

That was all you could have ever wanted.

Still, you couldn’t help but feel like that wasn’t enough and of course it wasn’t. You weren’t going to be completely content until you knew that you and Luke were okay. 

Whatever okay was in this situation.

“I’m fine. Just wondering what you’ve been thinking about over there this whole time” you countered, poking him in the shoulder aimlessly in a hope that would lighten the mood. 

It didn’t. 

No matter what you tried, every time you looked Luke in the eye, you could tell that he was waiting for you to say or do something, anything, and this was as close as you could get. 

…and seeing that the task would indeed fall to him, your favorite agent decided to take the initiative himself, before he drove himself insane. 

“I think you know. I mean, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so shook up before” he shrugged, recalling once again just how tightly you had held onto him, and the way you looked when you finally let go. 

There was something there, something important and if you wanted to just sweep it under the rug, you could and he’d forget about it, but he needed to know. 

This in-between, glancing-at-each-other-and-then-looking-away thing, wasn’t going to work.

“Yeah, well, it was a tough day” you tried to put everything you could into your words, to make Luke believe them but the trouble was that you didn’t even believe them yourself.

This wasn’t just a tough day.

It was a living nightmare. 

“You can say that again,” he sighed, letting his head rest against the back of the seat you both occupied.

“But you know I have to ask, what was that today? We can’t just not talk about it” he continued as gingerly as he could, finally asking exactly what he’d been dying to ask this entire time. 

Now all you had to do was be honest about it. 

Luke couldn’t help but smile as he thought back to that moment. He had been full of adrenaline, as had you, but that didn’t change the impact of it in the slightest. 

Clearly, something had happened between you and he just wanted to make sure he was on the same page.

Whatever page that was.

“I don’t know. I guess I just felt like if I let go, you were gonna be gone again.” you shrugged, hoping that if you made light of it enough, the whole thing would go away. 

Not that you would be so lucky where Luke Alvez was concerned.

He had gotten a little banged up, not endured a frontal lobotomy. 

After he’d calmed down, he had all the time in the world to think about the way your breath felt on the skin of his neck and how relieved you sounded when you found him, relatively unharmed. 

Like you were holding everything you cared about between your two hands. 

That wasn’t exactly something he could just forget, especially not when he’d been waiting for it for so long. 

The truth of the matter was that you and Luke had always had something special and if it had grown into something else, the least you could do was let him in on the secret.

“You can’t get rid of me that easy, I promise” he assured, now taking his turn to lighten the mood, in what was clearly a shabby attempt at avoiding the depth of the situation at hand. 

It was heavy.

This whole thing was heavy, and raw, and emotional and you couldn’t be blamed for feeling it. Just like he couldn’t be blamed for the fact that he’d managed to fall helplessly in love with you since he started at the BAU.

It was just the kind of thing that happened sometimes, and it wasn’t a bad thing.

It was just tricky.

“I thought they were going to kill you” you continued, not dropping the grave tone in your voice as you thought back on it. 

You knew that you had to keep a level-head, and focus on doing what you had to do to bring them back but the tears came like they always did and keeping it together felt impossible.

The only thing that kept you going was the hope that it would work, but you had never been so scared in your life. 

Though this moment was quickly making its way up to second place. 

“I know. When you hugged me, you were shaking like a leaf” Luke allowed, and for a moment you thought he’s going to laugh again, to try and make this less than it was but he didn’t. 

In fact, when you did force yourself to look at him, you saw that the man you had come to love, who you had never once seen so much as falter, now looked about as lost as you felt. 

Like he had so much he wanted to say all at once that there weren't any words. 

Not that that was going to stop him for long. 

If there was one thing you knew about Luke Alvez, it was that he could always find what he wanted to say, and he’d say it, even when the moment wasn’t right or the circumstances didn’t call for it.

Today wasn’t any different.

“I was worried I’d have to scoop you up off the floor, like a pretty princess” he teased, knocking his shoulder into yours with a light laugh.

Now that the moment had passed, it was easy to joke about it and to see the humor in what was clearly a traumatic situation for the both of you. 

You scoffed, allowing yourself to smile as you bumped him gently in turn with your own shoulder, “Well, to be fair, I was a little upset” 

It was true.

You both knew it, and if you were being completely honest, you both felt it. 

Still, the air between you had changed and even though you hadn’t said the words yet, Luke could tell that you were, in fact, on the same page. 

It was all he could have wanted.

…but that didn’t mean he was ready for this whole conversation to be over. 

Luke was a traditional man in the ways that mattered, and if he was going to do this thing, he was going to do it right.

“So, I feel like there’s something I should tell you” 

His words were quieter this time, but not because he didn’t want you to hear them. Quite the opposite. Luke was doing what he was doing in hopes that you would really hear him and really listen. 

This was important. 

Probably the most important thing that he would ever tell you, or anyone, for the rest of his life. 

As you waited, you released a breath from your lungs that you hadn’t even realized you were holding, and nodded. 

“Tell me” you whispered, trying to be as reassuring as you knew how to be, just as he’d always done for you. 

Whatever it was he wanted to say, you were ready to hear it. You had been scared before, scared of what it would mean, or how it could change the relationship you already shared but not anymore. 

Now, the butterflies in your stomach were there for a different reason.

Luke hummed, the sound shaky on the tail end, reminding you of what exactly he’d gone through since he woke up this morning.

He’d be black and blue for a month after a beating like that. 

“I care about you, more than I’ve cared about anyone in a long time,” he decided, gingerly taking your hand from where it had been resting on your leg in his own, and giving it a squeeze, just for good measure. 

To really drive his point home. 

You could feel yourself grinning as soon as he finally said it out loud, confirming what you’d hoped for all this time, but Luke wasn’t done which he told you with a soft tut, “I’m not done” 

This, of course, did nothing to wipe the smile off your face but you did put a pause on the confession you had warming the pit of your stomach. 

You could wait your turn. 

The man in front of you grinned, shaking his head briefly before returning back to his original train of thought.

The train of thought that involved him telling you all about exactly what he was feeling, and what he had been feeling every time he saw you for the past year. 

It was kind of a big moment. 

“And if you would let me, I would like to take you out” he smiled, giving you a small nod after he’d finished for real this time, letting you know that you could go ahead now. 

About time. 

“I would love nothing more” 

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Even if it’s Me?

Luke the Goblin x Reader

Fandom: Halloweentown

Prompt: When they come of age, every witch is said to wake up one morning with a Witches’ Mark, a tattoo that depicts themself and their future soulmate. This begs the question: Why on earth did Luke get one?

Note: If anyone wants more Luke content, feel free to leave a request! I love him so much <3

Warnings: None? Halloweeny fluff <3

Word Count: 2.8k

Reader is: Gender Neutral! Once again, the word “witch” is used to refer to them, but irl this is a gender-neutral term.

It was said that on a witch’s arm, around the time they came of age, a magical picture was supposed to appear. It would be linework to start, a simple drawing, but as time passed, it was supposed to get more intricate, details etching themselves into their forearm. It was a portrait of them and their soulmate. And it was said when they finally kissed for the first time, this mark would fill with color, a perfect painting of the moments their souls bonded to one another.

So, staring at it in awe and confusion, Luke wondered why there was one etched into his forearm.

By no means was he a warlock. His heritage was all goblins as far back as the family tree went. Not a single drop of witches’ blood ran through his veins, and yet there it was: a Witches’ Mark.

He didn’t quite know what to do about it, so he went to the only person he could think of for advice: Marnie Piper.

“That’s…that’s a Witches’ Mark, Luke.” Marnie rolled up her sleeve to show him her own, a colorful portrait of her and Cody, kissing under the full moon while flying on her broomstick.

“Right, but uh…I’m not exactly a witch…or, warlock, I guess.” Luke scratched the back of his ear, still holding the arm with the mark on it out for Marnie to see.

“Hmm, right.” Marnie bit her lip. “I’ve…never heard of any other creatures getting them before…”

“I have.” Agatha Cromwell piped up from her seat in the living room, where she had been knitting a scarf for Sophie, her youngest granddaughter. “Let me see it, Luke.”

Luke walked over to the older witch and held his arm out to her for her to look over. She put on her reading glasses and examined the mark carefully before smiling softly and nodding.

“Oh yes, I’ve seen this before.” She looked up at the young goblin. “All this means, dear, is that your soulmate happens to be a witch. They have a matching mark on their own arm, and because you’re from Halloweentown, this also applies to you, despite the fact that you’re not a warlock yourself.”

Marnie’s eyebrows furrowed. “But Grandma, Cody doesn’t have a mark.”

“That’s because Cody is a Mortal. Your mark is in color now; that’s all the confirmation you need. The same thing happened to Gwen when she met your father.”

“Oh. Okay, cool.” Marnie nodded. She smiled at Luke, excited for her friend. “Well, now that we know what they look like, I can try to help you find them!”

Luke couldn’t help but smile a bit at the prospect of finding them…his soulmate. He got chills even thinking about it.

***

About two years had passed since Luke’s Witches’ Mark had appeared and he was beginning to think him getting one was a mistake after all. It had been gaining new details as time went on, that was true, but it didn’t feel any more real to him than the day it had first appeared. Marnie had indeed been trying to help him find them, but it was obviously to no avail. They didn’t have a lot of details to go on other than a general silhouette.

Luke had asked Aggie if there was anything she could do to get more details, maybe gazing into a cauldron or her crystal ball or something, but she said there was no real way to scry those particular moments for him. The universe was strict about the details of destiny Even witches had no place to intervene.

It was once again autumn in the mortal world, and, as she usually did, Marnie invited Luke to go to a party with her there. But just before Luke was about to tell her no, as he had a thousand times before, there was a little inkling in the back of his mind telling him to go…just this once.

This particular party was at a pumpkin patch. It was a costume party, so there were families and young adults there, dressed as everything from pirates and princesses to the typical werewolves and vampires that populated nearly every Mortal Halloween party, or so Marnie told him. There was a stage with live music, where they were playing vaguely Halloween-themed songs. There was free cider and apple cinnamon donuts coated in sugar, frosted cookies shaped like bats and pumpkins, and bowls upon bowls filled with free candy.

“So…?” Marnie asked, her hand held tightly in Cody’s while Luke walked a few steps away from them.

“Alright, fine, this is pretty cool.” Luke chuckled, shaking his head. He was, admittedly, very impressed. However, he kept getting this weird tingly feeling in his fingertips and toes, and especially on the mark on his forearm. “But if someone tells me to enter the costume contest for my rugged good looks, I’m out.”

Marnie laughed at that. “Fair enough.”

“You guys want some cider?” Cody suggested, motioning to the table where they were serving it.

Luke looked up at the person who was pouring the cups of cider and something in him zinged when he saw them. At first sight, there was nothing about them that was familiar. He didn’t know them. He’d never seen them before, and yet, he couldn’t really seem to take his eyes off of them.

“You okay?” Marnie asked quietly, looking up at him as he was caught in this trance.

“Uh…yeah. I think so.” When he looked up again, though, they were gone, their station occupied by someone else. And in that instant, the tingling on his mark stopped.

The three of them grabbed cider and then decided to hit the corn maze early. Apparently some witch band Marnie was really into was scheduled to play at some point, but she was positive if they went quick, they would make it out in time to watch them. Of course, it didn’t take them very long to get lost.

“Is this what Mortals consider fun? Getting lost surrounded by a bunch of corn?”

“That’s the challenge; to find the way out.” Cody grinned leading the three of them onwards.

“Haven’t we already been this way? This looks familiar.” Marnie looked around and glanced back down at the map.

“It’s all corn! Of course it looks familiar!”

Marnie shook her head. “Worst case scenario, I can just use my broom to fly us out.”

“Oh joy.” Luke shook his head. There were few things he hated more than flying. “I think I’d rather walk around aimlessly for a few more hours, if it’s all the same to you.”

“What, and miss out on the Sigils?”

“That’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make.”

Marnie chuckled and she and Cody walked around the corner, Luke following shortly after, but just before he could catch up, he got absolutely bulldozed by someone in a witch’s costume.

“Oh my gods, I am so sorry.” You apologized, gathering yourself as you sat up, still hovering slightly above him.

Luke looked up at you in awe. You were the one he’d seen earlier, serving the cider, and once again, that tingling feeling was back. “It’s okay.” He assured you, sitting up as well. “Really, I’m fine.”

“Good. Sorry, again. Uh. I’m in a rush. My band is on in like,” you glanced at your watch, “twenty minutes. You wouldn’t happen to know the way out, would you?”

“Hey Luke, we found the way—” Cody came back around the corner and spotted their friend sitting on the dirt path beside you. He smirked. “Oh. It’s this way. Take your time, though.”

“Luke,” you repeated softly, committing it to memory, something knowing and sparkling in your eyes.

He nodded, smiling and surrendering to that tingling feeling that was almost familiar to him now in the same sort of way that you were almost familiar to him. Something he felt like he was supposed to know but didn’t quite yet. “What’s your name?”

“It’s (Y/N).” You replied, taking him in for a long moment. Yeah, this was definitely him, the guy depicted in your Witches’ Mark. The hair was a dead giveaway, but also the feelings you had drifting around your middle at the moment couldn’t be explained by anything else. It had to be him. But…how did you just tell someone something like that? Oh hi, my name is (Y/N) and I’m your soulmate actually, which means we’re destined to be together for the rest of our lives. Nothing absolutely terrifying about that. Your heart raced at just the thought.

“What are you doing?” A girl in a pink witch’s costume pulled you off of the ground and brushed off your outfit. “We’ve got like nineteen minutes.”

“Eighteen, actually,” said another girl in a green witch costume, coming through the thin rows of corn. Luke was beginning to sense a pattern here. “Let’s go.”

“It was nice meeting you, Luke.” You told them as they started hauling you away and he got up off of the ground. “See you after?”

“Definitely.” He nodded, still kind of dumbfounded by the whole experience. He didn’t know what to say or do, just standing there staring until Marie was standing in front of him, waving a hand in his face.

“Earth to goblin? Come in goblin.”

“Wha—? Oh. Sorry. Ran into someone.” He reached up and scratched one of his pointed ears, hesitating for a moment before asking her, “Marnie, uh, what did it feel like when you…you know…met Cody?”

Marnie’s eyes widened. “Oh my god, you didn’t! Did you?” She beamed excitedly. “That’s amazing!”

“Marnie if we want a decent spot, we’ve gotta get going. The crowd’s clearing out a bit now between bands.”

Marnie looped her arm through Luke’s pulling him along. “Well now we definitely need to get a good spot.”

***

About seventeen-ish minutes later, the Sigils took the stage. It was a group you had started fresh out of high school. You just so happened to have a group of friends who were also witches and each of you just so happened to be pretty decent at making music, even better at it when your magic came into play, and when better to play than here, at a Halloween party, celebrating your witchy heritage all together.

When the five of you took to the stage it was always spellbinding, although not usually in the literal sense. None of you believed in spelling your audiences like that. It was a little too…Hocus Pocus for your tastes.

As you took your place at the microphone, you couldn’t help but try to scan the crowd for him. He couldn’t be that hard to find, what with the bright red hair and all, but it did take you a while to finally spot him, smiling softly as the drummer adjusted the cymbals of the drum set that was already on stage.

“Welcome friends from near and far, boys and…” you paused, “ghouls.”

The crowd chuckled.

“We are the Sigils,” the guitarist, Ruby, introduced, “Songwriters and spellcasters.” She waved her hand and a series of sparkles drifted from her fingertips. “And I do mean in the literal sense.”

“We’re trying out some new songs tonight.” The bass player, Sage, said, picking up the bass line of the first song of your set. “So let us know what you think.”

The drummer came in followed by the keyboardist and the guitarist and then, finally, you started singing. The first song was one you had written a few years back when your Witches’ Mark had first appeared, called “Silhouette of You.” You tried not to look at him too much, but every so often, you found the courage to look down at Luke. However, he was too far away for you to tell what kind of look was on his face, especially with the stage lights shining in your eyes. All you could do was perform your best and hope he’d stick around until after…

***

After your set finished, you were escorted by the pumpkin patch staff back to the barn that they were using as a makeshift lounge for the performers. Your bandmates looked at you now that you finally had a moment alone.

“You good?” Ruby, asked.

“Kind of.” You shrugged, the nerves now hitting you all at once. There was a possibility that as soon as you stepped out of that barn, you’d be face to face with your destiny. Literally. “I just, uh…you remember that guy in the maze?”

“How could we forget?” Sage chuckled. “Not every day you see your friend absolutely bulldoze some guy.”

“Yeah. Well, uh…pretty sure he was Mr. Silhouette of You.” You sat down on a bale of hay and buried your head in your hands. “Oh my gods.”

“Hey, woah, are you alright?” The drummer, Rowan, asked, setting his drumsticks down and walking over to you.

“Yeah.” You hesitated. “No. No, I don’t know. I’m just so nervous. How the fuck am I supposed to tell him? I’m scared…”

“Don’t be. Do you want us to go find him? Talk to him?”

“S-sure. That might help.”

“We’ll text if we find him. Alright? Just stay put.” Ruby assured you, her hand grazing your cheek before she and Rowan left the barn, leaving you with Sage, Amethyst, and that tingling, burning feeling in your chest and your forearm.

***

“I don’t know, I don’t see them anywhere.” Luke said, his voice quivering a bit. Maybe you and your band had already left. Maybe something had gone wrong. Maybe one of you had been injured during the set and you just kept on playing. Maybe—

“Hey, it’s okay. We’re going to find them.” Marnie said, her voice soft and comforting. “I promise.”

Luke nodded, but he wasn’t convinced.

“Over there.” Cody pointed across the pumpkin patch to where two of the other members of the Sigils were, scanning the crowd. “Their bandmates.”

“Good eye, Cody.” Marnie praised, grabbing Luke’s hand and pulling him over to them as quickly as she could, weaving between costumed children and rowdy teens.

“Oh my gods.” Ruby looked up at Luke, relief washing over her features. “You’re still here. Good. Good, um…”

“(Y/N) is in the barn. They’re kind of freaking out.” Rowan told him, but when he saw panic on Luke’s face, he reassured him, “They’re just nervous. Because you’re…”

“Because I’m a goblin?” Luke asked, his heart racing.

“Oh! No. No that’s completely fine. Wait, do you already know?”

“Know what?”

“I think they mean about your Witches’ Mark.” Marnie whispered.

“Oh. Yeah, uh. I know. I’ve…” Luke smiled softly to himself, a little sheepish. “I’ve known for a while, actually.”

Ruby grinned, relieved on her friend’s behalf. “Well in that case, right this way.”

***

You waited in the barn on pins and needles for what felt like an eternity until finally, the door creaked open, his hand curling around the edge before he peered inside.

“We’ll give you a minute.” Sage whispered reassuringly, giving you a squeeze on your shoulder before she and Amethyst left the barn and Luke walked in. It looked like he was contemplating every step he took until he finally reached you, sitting beside you on the bale of hay.

“Hi.” You said shyly.

He chuckled before replying, “Hi.”

“So um…I don’t really know how to…explain—”

“You were really great tonight.” Luke said, his words overlapping your own. “Sorry, you go first.”

“No, that’s okay. Thank you. I uh, actually wrote that first song for you, I guess. A few years ago when…” You took a breath rolling up the sleeve of your costume. “When this showed up on my arm.”

“You mean…” Luke rolled up his sleeve too, showing you his matching mark. “Like this one?”

You stared at the ink on his skin for a long, long moment, your heart racing as you realized what this meant. He’d known all along. You didn’t have to give him the earth-shattering news of soulmates. He already knew.

“Oh my gods…you…we…”

“I know.” He nodded, his voice quiet and reassuring. “I’ve known for a while. I’m sorry I didn’t realize it earlier.”

“I’m sorry for not telling you earlier.” You laughed, tears welling in your eyes from the emotion of it all.

Luke noticed immediately, his expression softening as he reached out for you. “Oh, hey, are you okay?”

“I’m great, actually.” You assured him, scooting a little closer. “I promise. This is like the best night of my life.”

His hand tentatively rested against your cheek, wiping away the one tear that slipped from your eye. “Mine too.”

“You know, I’ve always loved our mark, but…I kind of want to see it in color if that’s okay with you.”

“Are you sure?” He asked, insecure for a single moment. “Even if it’s me?”

“Especially if it’s you.”

That was all the confirmation he needed before leaning forward and closing the distance between your lips and his. And just as all the writings foretold, both of your Witches’ Marks flooded with the beautiful, vibrant warm hues of autumn.

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Coworkers Pt. 2

Requested: YES by a genius → In your latest post Calum said “It’s alright baby, we’ll take our time.” and I just thought how hot it would be y/n + calum taking their time in it, no rush, just really taking their time to get to know each others body and likes 😫

Word Count: ~1,800

Smut:  ya baby :) 

Read part one here: here

He led you into his apartment, his hand wrapped firmly around yours as you glanced around. It was empty, undecorated and nearly lifeless, which was expected as he had just transferred. It was an impressive apartment still, and you turned to face him as he led you past the entryway.

“Don’t judge, my bedroom looks much better.” He said, and you smiled up at him as the two of you went upstairs. He was right, he had a massive bed in the center of his room with white bedding, “I like the classic look.”

“It’s great, but not as great as it could be.” You said, releasing his hand and walked over to the bed. You took your dress off, the same one that he had pushed down just a bit ago, and let it fall to the floor. His eyes followed the fabric down but bolted back up to yours, and shrugged out of his jacket.

“You’re right, it’s fucking perfect now. Get on the bed Princess,” He murmured, stripping his own clothes off. You giggled as you laid on the bed, and he sat beside you.

“Let’s explore each others’ bodies. I think we’ll have plenty of time for fucking,” You whispered, your fingers trailing up his bicep, “Your tattoos are so pretty,”

“Not as pretty as you,” He replied, and leaned closer to you. He latched his lips onto yours, hovering over your body as you wrapped your arm around his waist, desperate for him to be as close to you as possible. 

His hand trailed down between your bodies, stopping just under your rib cage as his thumb swept over your nipple. Your own hands ran up along his biceps and over his shoulders, amazed at the muscle definition underneath his tan skin. You ran your hands down his back, lightly scratching his skin and he chuckled as he dipped down for another kiss.

“Tell me what you like,” He murmured, and you thought for a second, color creeping into your cheeks as he waited for you to respond. He kissed the side of your jaw, then trailed kisses down your neck, to your collarbone and stopped just above your chest.

“I love being eaten out,” You whispered, your cheeks burning a darker color as he locked eyes with you. He raised his head up, his hands brushing up your side.

“Oh, do you?” He murmured. You nodded as you leaned up on your elbows, your nose nudging his, “That’s pretty fucking hot princess.”

“Want to know something even hotter?” You spread your legs further as he nodded, allowing him to be as close to you as possible, his lips brushing yours. You whispered against his lips, “Sometimes I squirt.”

“No fucking way,” He said. He pulled back, his eyes wide at your statement, “If that’s true, then you are officially the hottest fucking babe I’ve met.”

“Guess you’ll have to either find out or make me then,” You said. He chuckled as he leaned closer to you, kissing you once again. He deepened the kiss before he pulled back. 

“Oh, I plan on making you.” He murmured, pulling you down by your thighs and you laughed slightly at the determination in his eyes. He sat himself between your legs, his cock gently pressing against your core. He teased you slightly, gliding his cock in and out of your slit but not yet going inside of you.

“You haven’t earned this yet, I want you soaked and ready for my cock,” He muttered, and pushed himself down the bed and laid on his stomach. He wrapped his arms around your thighs, pulling you once again closer to him as he licked his lips, “I want you to tell me exactly how you want it.”

“Yes sir,” You teased. He chuckled but pressed a kiss against the inside of your thigh and you sighed at the light feeling of his lips as they moved closer, “My clit is the most sensitive part of my body. I can cum just from that.”

His eyes moved up to yours for a brief second before he laid his tongue flat against your clit and brushed it back and forth. Your body jolted at the sudden pleasure coursing through you, before gripping the sheets on his pretty bed. He curved his tongue around the bundle of nerves before slowly sucking on it. Your head fell back as a moan fell from your lips.

“Oh fuck, keep going,” You breathed out. He complied, clearly enjoying himself as you quickly become undone with his actions. He slurped loudly, and you pulled his hair slightly as you giggled.

“Nobody actually likes that,” You whispered, and he furrowed his brows but stopped.

“Bet you’ll love this,” He murmured against your thigh, before pushing his head low and he licked the outside of your lips before pushing his tongue inside of you.

“Fuck,” You seethed, your fingers tangling in his hair as he continued to eat you out. His tongue moved from your clit to your hole, trailing everywhere in between. Your moans grew louder and you became more unraveled as Calum continued eating you out, your thighs starting to shake. You lost it completely when he sucked on your clit once again, your orgasm crashing over you as you collapsed against the bed, your breath gone.

“That was really fucking hot,” He said, wiping his chin off and you laughed as you reached out for him. You pulled him up closer to you, his mouth once again meeting yours. You were enjoying yourself, especially now, but loved the slow build up.

“It’s your turn,” You mumbled, your orgasm draining your energy but you wanted to make Calum feel even slightly as good as he just made you feel, “Lay down,”

You reversed the roles, Calum now laying where you just were, you between his legs. He stretched one arm out behind his head and the other hand moved to your jaw, pushing it up to look at him.

“You’re beautiful,” He murmured. You smiled as you rest your head against his thigh, giving him a slight kiss, just the way he did moments earlier. You licked the palm of your hand and wrapped it around his cock. He sucked in a breath as you started to stroke, and you loved the way his brow furrowed in pleasure as you moved against him.

“I love giving slow blows,” You whispered, and he groaned as his fingers tangled themselves in your hair. You kissed the tip of his cock, before pooling your spit and letting it slide down. You slowly took him into your mouth, your hand stroking what couldn’t fit. Your tongue flicked over his tip, collecting the precum and you swallowed. He moaned as you took him back into your mouth, pushing him further down your throat. He pushed the hair away from your face, his fingers slowly combing through the strands as you continued bobbing your head. His thighs tensed and his fingers paused as you found a rhythm he enjoyed.

“I’m going to cum soon baby,” He murmured, and you caught his gaze as you continued to suck him off. His eyes poured into yours as you pumped your hand faster, your mouth still containing him as he nearly came. His breath hitched and his cock twitched, and you swallowed his load down. You mimicked the way he wiped his chin before, and he chuckled as he guided you up closer to him.

“Favorite position?” He murmured, but the two of you were spent. 

“I love doggy, but I think we might have to be lazy. Between fucking in the car and now, I’m sort of exhausted,” You whispered and he chuckled.

“Here Princess, face that way,” He instructed, and you nodded. You lifted your leg up slightly as he adjusted himself, grabbing a condom from the side table. Once the condom was on, he ran his hand down your spine as he kissed your shoulder.

“Are you ready for me?” He asked, and you nodded, “Tsk, you need to use your words.”

“Yes, Calum, please fuck me,” You said, and as his hand stopped at your ass, he slapped the cheek. You breathed out as he pressed his cock against your entrance, before pushing in fully. He gave you a minute to adjust before you began rocking. The position was comfortable, the two of you lying on your side, your back against his chest but you were impressed as he started moving at how well he could still fuck. His hands gripped both sides of your hips, with each thrust of his, he pulled you to meet him. You loved the sound of him fucking you, your moans coming louder and quicker. 

“Just like that,” You breathed out, and he chuckled as he continued his rhythm, his fingers digging into your skin. You hoped there would be a mark the next morning, a sign of the night you’ve had. You moaned loudly as he slapped your ass again, the pain he inflicted meshing with his cock fucking you was a dangerous combination.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good,” He murmured, burying his face in your shoulder. You gasped slightly as he bit into your skin, but you didn’t mind - not with him. One of his hands wrapped around your body, his fingers moving to your clit and you arched your back into him, his mouth finding yours. As his fingers circled around your clit, he applied pressure and you moaned into the kiss. He started thrusting faster, and you knew your next orgasm was right around the corner. He bit down on your lip as you pulled away, dangerously close to cumming, your hips bucking against his.

“Hold still Princess,” He murmured, but you couldn’t control your body. Your thighs started to shake again as he continued to fuck you, your body nearly collapsing forward as your orgasm came, and you cried out in absolute pleasure as he kept going. You came, your body squirting out your orgasm and you whimpered as he continued to fuck you from behind. His own orgasm quickly caught up and he stilled as he came, before collapsing behind you onto the bed. You chuckled breathily, nearly gasping for air as you turned to face him.

“I ruined your sheets,” You whispered, and he chuckled. 

“Darling, there is no better way for these sheets to be used than what you did. Let’s sleep on the couch,” He murmured, his nose nudging yours then he kissed you, “I liked that.”

Part three

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[bloodhoundluke]

best years ⎻ luke hemmings

description:

⤷ It's their 3rd year anniversary and they couldn't be happier with each other. They both had agreed that they wouldn't do anything special, but both of them might have had failed that promise miserably; not that either of them really minded.

pairing: she/her x luke hemmings

warnings: slight alcohol intake, LOTS of fluff, cursing, sexual hint(s?), probably lots of tense mistakes, lol. (let me know if there's anything else).

word count: 2,8k-ish.

a/:n: i saw this writing prompt and was heavily inspired to write a luke piece around it. i think it's pretty cute, even if i say it myself. if there are any mistakes (e.g. grammar), please do let me know! ps. this is my first piece i've ever published here, so please be gentle 🥺

this is the 1st part of the dress code: baby blue series.

It was their third anniversary. They had agreed not to do anything special, they'd just spend a chill, relaxing evening with each other at home. What they didn't know was that both of them were thinking of setting up their own surprises for each other. Luke wanted to surprise her by cooking her pasta and singing her a song he had written about her. It was real sappy, but he loved it to bits. Just like he loved her to bits. And he had bought a beautiful diamond necklace for her. And she, on the other hand, came up with the idea to book a reservation to their favorite restaurant and had previously bought him his favorite chocolate which had to be shipped overseas. Getting the chocolate delivered was a total pain in the ass in her opinion; why'd his favorite chocolate have to be something that could be only found in European stores?

She had basically sprinted around the house the whole day and he couldn't understand why. What was up? Was she nervous because of the anniversary? He doubted that; they were so comfortable with each other. Or was there some reason he should be nervous about? He shook his head at the thoughts, interpreting them to be pretty ridiculous. It was going to be a normal night for them on her end, as they had agreed.

She checked her phone. 5pm. It meant that in two hours, they should be at the restaurant. She had been anxiously waiting all day to tell him, hence the sprinting around the house the whole day.

"Luke!", her voice echoed downstairs as she stepped down the stairs.

"Yeah, baby?", he hummed and approached her.

"I know we agreed we wouldn't do anythin' special today...but I might, maybe, uh...I booked a reservation to Nobu...so get dressed hun. We're leaving in an hour and a half", she giggled, tiptoed to him and kissed his smooth cheek.

"Ya little devil", he smiled gently at her and wrapped his arms around her frame. "So you aren't mad?", she wanted to make sure. "Of course not". But he felt confused; what the hell would he do now? He had only his jewelry prepared for her and he couldn't just burst out in a song in a restaurant. Maybe he'd show the song to her later that night. Thankfully he hadn't started to make the food yet, it might have been gone to waste otherwise. "Do we have a dress code? Wanna match with me?", he giggled. He loved to wear matching clothes with her and she always made fun of him for that; in good sense, of course. "You are so sappy, you know that?", she giggled and petted his cheek. "I know...ya tell me that all the time", he rolled his eyes jokingly.

They shared a gentle kiss and started to part their ways to get ready for the restaurant. Luke was heading upstairs to shower and find something to wear, and she was heading towards the downstairs bathroom to do her makeup and hair.

"So are we matching or not?", he slightly yelled and giggled afterwards. Damn, she loved that giggle to a ridiculous extent.

"Wear somethin' that's baby blue!". Her dress she had picked out for tonight was baby blue and it hugged her curves just right. She reckoned he'd love it to pieces; and hopefully he'd maybe even shred it to pieces by the end of the night.

It was 6:24pm. She sat by the kitchen table in her dress and black strappy heels. The sparkling nude clutch she had picked out for tonight was the one Luke had bought for her while he was on tour last year. She adored it; it was perfect for her. She wore her curled hair over her shoulder which exposed her small-ish golden hoops covered ears.

He stepped downstairs in his baby blue suit jacket, white t-shirt, black corduroy pants and boots. He saw her sitting by the kitchen table and he felt as his jaw dropped on the floor. Why'd she look so unbelievably gorgeous?

He was so head over heels for her. And she was as smitten with him too. They would have never imagined that bumping into each other by accident would lead to something like that. Three years and still going strong. Despite the toxic relationships they both had been through, they felt happy, content and safe with each other. It had taken some time to adjust to the new relationship and wrap their heads around how a safe relationship actually worked. But they worked that out and they were so so so pleased with that. Regardless of the hardships, they wouldn't have had it any other way - because they were with each other. That was the only thing that mattered.

"Damn that's a cute necklace", she pointed out and stood up from the table, making her way to him. She took his hands in hers and planted a small, delicate kiss to both of them.

"Thanks...the person who bought it is even cuter", was the answer he came up with. He looked at her with his adoring eyes, figuring out that the necklace he had bought for her would go perfectly with her outfit. Maybe he'd give it to her already?

"Oh...that must be one hell of a cute person".

"Oh believe me...she is. She is lookin' absolutely stunning right now in her baby blue dress. Breathtaking. Don't know if I can keep my hands to myself during the next few hours", he petted the right side of her face gently.

She could basically feel her cheeks blushing. How the hell could he say such things and still make her blush after all those years of dating?

"Oh stop it. You are lookin' marvelous too. Love baby blue on you. Love everythin' about you", she smiled and he just planted his almond chapstick tasting lips on hers as response. They snuggled closer to each other, his arms around her neck and hers around his waist.

His hand reached out for the necklace box in the suit pocket and he handed it to her.

"What's this?", she questioned.

"Something I hope you'll like". She untied the white ribbon and opened the black velvet box. The necklace was so stunning in her opinion. Her mouth was wide open and she just stared back at Luke. Luke loved to shower her with gifts; it was one of his love languages. And that made her feel so special and loved despite the fact that she didn't feel like she needed any of the gifts she had received from him.

"You...like it?", he pouted with his eyebrows frowned.

"Love it....thanks Lu", she tiptoed just a bit to reach for his lips and he answered her request, slowly melting into the sweet kiss.

"Oh, shit, good", he giggled.

"You really thought I wouldn't like it?".

"Well yeah...felt sort of nervous to be honest", he confessed. "Cause it's our anniversary and I wanted it to be perfect".

"Everything's perfect as long as I'm with you, Lu. Remember that", she smiled gently.

"Mmmh, good point", he smiled revealing the set of the practically perfect pearly whites. Luke helped her to put on the necklace and finally the cab she had ordered a while ago arrived. They hopped in and the cab journey felt like an eternity. The traffic was horrible, as it usually was in LA. They had both grown accustomed to it, but now, it bothered both of them. It annoyed them. During the almost silent drive, his hand reached out for hers and they shared a gentle moment of just looking at each other. Just adoring each other. How the hell did they get so lucky with each other?

They stepped out of the cab after Luke insisted on paying, to which she just rolled her eyes at jokingly. She'd pay the restaurant bill, for sure; she wouldn't let him do that - especially since Luke usually wanted to pay. He searched for her hand and held her close all while stepping towards the restaurant, her heels clicking on the ground. There were a lot of people in the area and she smiled gently at him, basically loving him with her eyes. Luke's ones were warm too, and people would be extremely ignorant if they would not notice the way they looked at each other. It's been said that people can tell from the look on people's eyes if they love someone. And from both of theirs, it was evident.

They had ordered their food and quietly enjoyed their meals, sipping on red wine all while doing so. Their mouths were practically watering at the food; it was heavenly. They started to share their thoughts about their first date together, when they were at the very same restaurant. They were so nervous 'cause they liked each other a lot. And Luke was convinced he started to fall in love with her that night. She had worn a black satin dress that night and had spilled some wine on it by accident. He had just giggled at her, she pouted back as a response. They shared the cab back to her place and she insisted that he'd stay the night, so he did. Until 6am, they had talked about everything and anything. Luke felt like he had just found someone who understood him truly; it felt unusual to meet someone like her, someone as special as her. Luke had to wake up at 9am to rush back to his place and get ready for promoting the new album that day, but losing sleep because of her didn't bother him at the slightest. She felt the same way about him; losing sleep because of him was secondary to everything else. They had fallen asleep with her head on his chest and when she had woken up and seen his face, it was evident that she had started to fall in love.

The dinner was over and she succeeded in her plan to pay for the bill. They hopped on a cab and were headed home. The food was marvelous, as was the company. They always had fun together, no matter where they were. It seemed like they both had found a soul companion within each other.

"They said looks can kill...and your looks could do so much more than that", he whispered into her ear. She gently pushed his shoulder. "Is that the wine talking, lover?", she giggled.

"Can promise you it's not", he beamed. He truly believed she is the most beautiful person on the planet. And on every planet that existed.

"Well, thanks bubs. You look so damn handsome yourself. You should be honored as the most handsome man ever".

"Okay, that's not true...like at all", he giggled. She shushed him and he kissed her cheek. "It's true. At least in my eyes if you can't see it yourself". He thanked her and bit his lower lip, and she took a mental note to someday make him believe the statement she had just said.

Climbing out of the car, her feet started to ache from wearing heels. She couldn't wait to take them out and toss them to the closet, hopefully not having to wear them anytime soon. Luke had held the door open for her and took her by the hand. They stepped inside and were instantly greeted by a sleepy Petunia. They gave her some belly rubs and Luke went to feed her, all while she was taking her heels and the suit jacket Luke had given her to wear off. She went upstairs to retrieve the chocolate box and held it behind her back while walking back downstairs.

Luke was by the kitchen sink, drinking some water from a half-filled glass. She stepped in front of him and he gave her a questioning look since he could tell she was holding something behind her back.

"Gotta confess...", she started and gave him a smile.

"Hmm?", he hummed.

"...I've got another surprise for you", she gasped slightly. "It's nothing big though, so don't get too excited".

"Oh okay...what is it?".

She placed the box of chocolate in front of him and gave him a 'you're welcome'. "Oh shit! Where'd you get this? Oh my god! You've got no idea how much I've been craving for this", his voice was full of child-like excitement as he took the box in his hands. She couldn't help but smile widely. She loved how such a tiny thing, a tiny gesture could make him so enthusiastic.

"Was a bit of a pain in the ass, really...had to get it shipped here. And I've been eyeing the website when it'd be restocked for months", she giggled. "I ordered ten of those boxes, so hopefully they'd last for some time".

"Thank you baby...really appreciate it. Don't know how the hell you'd go such an extra mile for me...and purely for chocolate", he placed the box on the kitchen counter and hugged her gently, kissing her temple. "Glad you liked it".

"Of course I do, ya silly little thing. But y'know... I've got something for you too."

"Luke!", she exclaimed.

"I promise it's the last thing. Meet me upstairs in ten minutes?".

"Oh okay".

Luke set the upstairs lounge area to be as cozy as possible. There were numerous candles burning, no other lights on. It looked romantic in his opinion; and that was exactly what he was going for. He sat by the piano and played a few chords. He was ready, yet so nervous. The song he had written for her was the ultimate love song...like ever. He had not always been the best for her, especially during the first months of dating, and he knew that. But he wanted to give her back the love he had received. She had loved him to bits even though he sometimes was just half a man for her. He wanted to give her the best years he could. He wanted to grow old with her.

Luke shouted to her that she could come up and she did. Her mind was full of questions. Why was he sitting by the piano? Why there were so many candles? What was going on? He told her to sit down on the coach facing the piano, and she did.

"So, I wrote you a song. It's real sappy and cutesy, and stuff, y'know me. I just really, really, really hope you will like it. Is it okay if I play you the song?".

"It'd be a crime if I said no, right? You've set up a beautiful atmosphere in here, and fuckin' written me a song...wow. Just go ahead, baby". She felt like she could already cry. He had written her a damn song. That's the most ultimate way to tell someone you love them, right?

"Oh okay, yeah...that's true. Okay, here we go", he started anxiously to play the chords on the black piano and sing the song he had named 'Best Years'. During the song he took glances at her whenever he could and smiled like there was no tomorrow.

"I promise, darling, you won't regret The best years I'll give you the best years", he sang the last words and played the last chords to the song.

She swore in that moment that she had never cried as much. The tears just kept on coming and coming... she sobbed and sobbed. She felt so emotional. Had he really written that about her? It was too much to take. It was so gorgeous.

"I really, really hope those are happy tears", his lips were formed in a straight line.

"Ye-yes", she sat in his lap. "I hope that song clarified that I love you. So so much. Wanna keep on loving you until I die".

"I love you too. I wish I'd be as good with words as you, but uh...you are the love of my life. I really hope you know that already. You make my life so much better. Don't really wanna get older without you", she confessed and still sobbed a bit.

In that moment, they both knew they'd want to marry each other one day. Yes, they both had thought about it a few times and talked about it once, but that defining moment made certain of the opinion that was thankfully mutual.

"Don't wanna get older without you either", he grinned like a Cheshire cat and took her hands in his bigger ones. Maybe he'd write a song about not wanting to get older without her, too.

© 2022 bloodhoundluke.

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[dracowars]

luke figuring out reader's father is obi-wan. like, it would be so awkward talking to obi-wan's force ghost now, "how am i suppose to tell him you're my partner?" 😭😭

general kenobi | luke skywalker

pairing: luke x kenobi!reader

word count: 1,1k

summary: where luke finds out who y/n's father is

a/n: how my mind works: if obi-wan is y/n's father, then satine has to be her mother lmao (it's not mentioned!) there is just no other way for me

warnings: none

universe: star wars

"W-What did you just say?", Luke stutters, halting in his steps, his eyes growing wide while he looks at you as if you just turned into a rancor right before his eyes. Since he stopped you in the middle of your rant with this kind of expression on his face, you frown, not quite sure what he wants you to repeat since you just kept talking and talking.

"Uhm, I just said that we are going to carry out this mission without any problems..?", you say, but it sounds more like a question since you are feeling really unsure as his facial expression does not change. Judging by his big eyes and open mouth, this was apparently not the answer he was hoping for and even though you are confused, you can't help but find him especially cute right now.

Usually, Luke has a strict plan, always following every order, but right now it seems like there is no logical explanation for whatever is going on in his mind and you genuinely can't wait to know what caused this sudden change in his demeanour.

"N-No, no. I mean about your.. your father?", Luke tries again, but this time he actually seems like his mind has stopped spinning and he came back to the here and now, looking at you like you are the one acting weirdly. Which you definitely aren't, but you can't suppress a small giggle as he appears to hang on your every word in this moment. Now that he mentioned your father, you at least know what caught him off guard and you can hopefully help him.

"Oh, about that. Well, I basically only said that I will guide you the same way my father used to guide yours in the Clone Wars", you shrug nonchalantly, still not getting why this simple fact got him all messed up.

"And your father is...?"

"Obi-Wan Kenobi?", you finish his sentence, giving him the answer he has been waiting for. Suddenly, Luke's eyes grow even bigger - if that is even humanly possible - and now you are not sure if you may have actually turned into a rancor right in front of him. But no, you are still very much human and Luke is still very much acting weird.

"Luke? Are you alright? Do I need to call a medic?", you ask, actually concerned now that he hasn't answered you for at least two minutes. He is just standing in front of you, frowning as he seems to be connecting things in his head. The more you look at him, the more it dawns on you what your words might have to do with all of this.

"Wait, you didn't know?", you question, a more or less humourless chuckle leaving your lips as you can't believe that he actually did not know this very important fact about you. About you and who your father is.

"You only told me about your mother, really. And you never dropped any names! I knew your father was a Jedi but not that he was the Obi-Wan Kenobi!", Luke whisper-yells at you now, finally regaining his voice, looking like his whole view of the galaxy was shattered with this one single statement.

The way he runs his hand through his hair, ruffling through it, and how he bites down on his lower lip, finally breaks you and you erupt into a fit of laughter. He looks so cute, all flabbergasted and confused, that you just can't help yourself but to laugh at the weirdness of this situation. You would really like to say that you did talk about your very prominent father, but right now, you can't think of one moment where you actually dropped his name. And this makes you laugh even more and, slowly but surely, Luke starts to laugh too.

"May I introduce myself?", you manage to bring out after your laughter died down, hands on your hips as you try to catch your breath, feeling exhausted by all the laughing. "I'm Y/N Kenobi. At your service, General Skywalker."

Holding out your hand, you wait for him to place a gentle kiss on the back of it as part of your introduction, but Luke only shakes his head in amusement, still too caught up in his thoughts.

"You can't be serious, Y/N!", he almost reproaches you, running his hands over his face while sighing. Then, he takes a step closer, grabbing your hand and placing it against his chest as he leans in.

"How am I supposed to tell him that you are my partner? That we are a thing?", Luke whispers, but he is doing it so quietly as if he expects your father to listen in on every word, putting strong emphasis on his last words.

"I mean, that is not really my problem, is it?", you tease him, taking his proximity to you as a chance to place a soft kiss on his cheek, which riles him up even more. Caressing his cheek with one hand, you fix his disheveled hair with the other and smile your brightest smile at him while he apparently sees his life passing by.

"You are evil, you know that right?", Luke whines, pouting while you are enjoying this more than you probably should. But deep inside, you got a feeling that your father already knows about the two of you. You certainly did not talk to him about it, however, he has always been good at observing and you feel like this ability got even better since he became one with the Force.

"Just.. don't act like you did right now and you will be fine", you giggle, pinching his cheek before leaving a quick kiss on his lips. You catch his eye, wanting him to say something, anything, but all you see is utter fear. Only when you notice that he is looking at something behind you, you follow his stare and see your father, in all his Force ghost glory, making his way over to the both of you.

"Oh, is that Leia over there? I really need to talk to her about the mission", you lie with a bright smile on your lips and you squeeze Luke's hand to give him strength and support.

Completely frozen, he stands in front of you, but he somehow manages to take a deep breath after a few seconds to mentally prepare himself for what is about to come. The strongest Jedi you know nearly gets defeated by a simple conversation with your father, his master.

"I will leave you two alone then", you say your goodbye, waving to your father who is coming closer as you two talk, and make your way to actually find Leia. Turning around one last time, you give your boyfriend a thumbs up which he only replies to with a small smile.

Luke Skywalker is a great fighter, a Jedi who always finds a way out, who always has a plan, who can face the strongest opponent, but the one person he can't face right now is your father. And when he does, as your boyfriend, it is not as bad as expected.

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[indecisivemuch]

Apples

Pairing: Luke Castellan x Reader

Summary: You tossed an apple to Luke without knowing the meaning of it in Greek Mythology (fluff, friends to lovers, happy ending)

Note: Just wanted to write something lighthearted and funny. Since I saw somewhere that apparently throwing an apple at someone means something in Greek Mythology, thought I should use it as a prompt.

Word count: 3.1k

You have been at Camp Half-Blood for a year. Within that time, you’ve been claimed by your Godly parent, learned so many things about Greek mythology, and, best of all, made friends who understood exactly what you were going through and all whom you loved dearly. 

One of them was Luke Castellan. You two were relatively close friends, though you swore he treated you differently than he would with others at camp. But you didn’t want to be foolish and assumed it was something. That didn’t mean you don’t treat him differently than you would with other campers though. You have always had a soft spot for Luke in your heart. You weren’t exactly sure when it happened, but you found yourself thinking about him too often.

“Anyway, Percy. Don’t worry too much, honestly. We all have been through what you’re currently going through. You’ll fit right in, yeah?” the younger boy offered you a lope-sided smile as you patted his back and stood up. 

“Alright, boys, I have to go now, but I’ll see you later,” you said before grabbing your plate, which would have been empty if it wasn’t for the apple you hadn’t eaten. The rest of the table - which included Chris, Luke, and Percy - said their goodbyes before chattering again as you walked away. However, you halted as you changed your mind about wasting the apple.

You turned back to look at the group before calling out, “Hey, Castellan.” However, you were slightly caught off guard to see Luke already having his eyes on you.

Luke swore that you have always had him mesmerized. If he even heard a whisper of your voice, his head would immediately try to locate you. To make matters worse, Chris even started calling Luke a “lost puppy” when he realized how your departure would always leave Luke like one. 

“Catch,” you tossed your apple at Luke. 

Multiple heads turned in your direction as the red apple hurled through the air before landing neatly in Luke’s hands. The Hermes cabin counselor had his eyes glued onto the fruit that was in his palms. You almost halted in your steps from his and other camper’s reactions. Some started whispering to their friends, pointing at you. You even heard one gasp. But you ignored them, finding it strange that people cared so much about such a small interaction.

“You can have it. I don’t think I’ll have time to eat it,” with that, you vanished from the scene, leaving at least half of the camp agape, including Luke and your friends. 

Then, the strangest of things happened for the next few days. It started with Luke already stationed outside when you exited your cabin the morning after. He cheekily presented you with one singular flower in his hand, and you took it with playful words, “Ooh, what did I do to deserve this special treatment today?”

“Nothing, just thought I should show how much I appreciate you,” Luke put his arm over your shoulder as the two of you made your way to the dining pavilion. You could feel your cheeks flushing at his action. He has never done this before. With his arms around you, the sides of your bodies brushed as the two of you walked. You noticed almost immediately how every other person would have their eyes on the two of you. But you ignored the attention and focused on Luke instead.

The sweet actions didn’t stop at flowers or more physical touches. For the next three days, Luke was stuck to your hip. So it was quite strange that you have not spotted the Hermes cabin counselor in the last two hours. Hence why you were spending some time with Clarisse, another close friend of yours. However, you felt an arm swinging around your shoulders, and you instantly recognized who it was from the familiar touch.

“Hey, Clarisse, can I borrow Y/N real quick?” Luke asked, quickly muttering a “thank you” when your friend nodded. “So, I have something to give you…” your face must have shown how surprised you were because he chuckled at your reaction. However, when the boy pulled his gift out from his cargo pocket, your mouth fell slightly agape at the reveal. 

Luke must have misinterpreted your reaction because he started nervously rambling, his voice a few octaves higher, “It’s not much, but honestly, this is all I can do with my arts and crafts skills. I’m just not really good with that y-”

“It’s perfect, Luke. Thank you so much!” you gave him a brief hug, but it was enough to stun him for a second. Luke felt this urgent sense of craving from how your bodies fit for a second. It’s as if he was made to hold you. He almost pulled you back into another hug but had to force himself to regain composure. Nevertheless, that didn’t last long because his eyes softened again at the sight of you trying on the bracelet he made. The beads in your favorite color, crafted with care, wrapped around your wrist perfectly, and you wonder how he knew just the right size to make it.

The truth was Luke had to ask Clarisse to steal one of your bracelets just so he could make a bracelet of the correct size. But you didn't need to know that, though - according to him.

The next night, there was a social gathering near the campfire. Luke reapproached the location with a hoodie in hand. Earlier, Luke excused himself to fetch the clothing item that was now in his hand that was meant for you. However, his brows scrunched as he spotted another figure next to you, sitting in the spot that he previously occupied. You were laughing at something they said. The way your laugh echoed in his head usually sounded like a lullaby or the enchanting voice of a siren. But right now, the idea that someone else elicited the same laugh made him want to hurl behind the bush he was standing next to.

Little did he know you were zoning out from whatever the other boy was speaking about, thus the fake laugh to not blow your cover. You were distracted just thinking about Luke and everything he has done so far - offering his portion of dessert to you because he knew it was your favorite; him winning Capture the Flag and ignoring everybody else to go hug you first, then having his eyes on you and only you afterwards; sneaking out of camp to go buy the items you mentioned once that you wish you had at camp and so on. 

Your mind quickly reminded you that the boy sitting next to you was still talking to you. However, when you snapped out of your thoughts again, you realized now he was looking at you expectantly and you scrambled your mind for a reply.

Thank Gods Luke plopped down on your other side, saving you from having to admit to the other boy that you were not listening to him. “Hey, you’re back,” you commented. Luke’s arm automatically threw itself around your shoulder and tugged you to him slightly. Your body leaned on the Hermes cabin counselor ever so naturally at this before you turned to him. Luke quickly set his clothing on your lap, and you stared at it questioningly.

“You’re cold, right?”

“Oh, yeah,” your cheeks flushed again at how he knew without you telling him. You shivered maybe once or twice earlier due to the night air lowering the temperature, but it was so brief you were sure nobody had noticed. As you put on the hoodie, Luke averted his gaze from you to the guy on your other side. 

The Hermes cabin counselor arched one of his eyebrows in a challenging manner. Almost immediately, his ‘opponent’ slightly raised both of his hands. Luke internally snickered at the quick motion of surrender. 

“My bad, man,” you heard the other boy say as you managed to put your head through the clothing item and pull it down. Luke was physically preening at the other boy’s words and departure. Meanwhile, you were distracted by how you were engulfed by the smell of Luke from his hoodie. Your height difference also meant you were swimming in it, but it felt so comfortable.

“What was that?” you asked once the other boy was gone. 

“Nothing…” even the most oblivious person could see that Luke was lying. But, once again, you did not question his actions and carried on with the gathering. You could also feel other campers staring at the two of you, but you ignored that as well. 

That night - like every other night since four days ago - he walked you back to your cabin. You were honestly completely smitten by the attention he has given you, not that you would admit that to him. You were still not sure what caused the change, but you were still elated about it. Maybe he did return your feelings? Either way, everything felt perfect lately, and you went to sleep that night feeling like the stars aligned for you.

“I guess congratulations are in order?” Percy spoke up as you lined up for food the following day. 

“What do you mean?” you asked, taking the plate of food. Today’s meal consisted of mac n’ cheese, steak, and an apple. 

“You’re engaged?” you almost dropped your plate at that and gave the son of Poseidon a questioning look. “You proposed to Luke like a week ago?”

“What? When?”

“When you threw him the apple? That is considered a marriage proposal.”

“Since when?”

“Uh, in Ancient Greek culture, it’s considered a marriage proposal if a man throws an apple at a lady. But, I mean, it’s the 21st century, so I guess it can work both ways.” Percy finally took a plate of food for himself. “And if the recipient catches it, it’s considered an acceptance.”

“You saw this and knew this whole time without telling me?!?” 

“I thought you knew! And you two seem so smitten already, so I thought you did it on purpose.”

“Percy, no! Is this a well-known thing? Do you think other people who saw it too thought I proposed to Luke as well?” Seeing Percy’s look and how he was fumbling with his words, you quickly requested, “Actually, no, don’t answer that.” 

The two of you walked over to Luke and Chris with plates in hand. You picked up the apple on your plate and placed it on the table. 

“Luke, we need to talk,” You deliberately placed the fruit there, hoping the boy would get a hint about the topic you wanted to discuss. Luke’s eyes flicked from the fruit to you. Though the hint of amusement in his eyes and a sheepish grin made you realize he knew all along. Luke stood up and followed you out of sight and hearing distance from other campers whose eyes were trailing after the two of you.

“You knew what it meant, and you didn’t tell me?” You broke the silence as soon as you two were far away enough. 

“Listen, I appreciate your proposal. But, it’s a little bit fast, don’t you think?” Luke teased, and you instantly hit his arm at that, causing the boy to flinch slightly, but the smile on his face told you he was anything but mad at your action.

“But you caught it. So, technically, you said yes,” you rebutted, sighing as you rubbed your face, “My Gods, does everybody at camp think we’re engaged? Wait, is this a substitute for an engagement ring? Did you give this to me because of that?” you pointed to the bracelet Luke gave you, your mind now understanding Clarisse’s teasing and her implications. You could see the way Luke was stifling a laugh. He settled with saying something else when he saw the pure panic on your face.

“Sweetheart, calm down.” the nickname successfully silenced you. You hated how it made you feel, but you would not mind hearing that daily. “No, it’s not an engagement ring.”

“Oh, so were you doing all of these romantic gestures and gifts on purpose to make fun of me and the situation?” you asked, though it was more with a lighthearted tone than one of temper. However, something shifted because the expression on Luke’s face changed from one of humor to earnestness.

“No, I didn’t do all this to make fun of the situation or you…” Luke’s voice fell off as tried to find the right words to say next. In that split second, Luke took a deep breath, and you could see how nervous he suddenly became, though he still kept a light tone. “I did it because I took it as a chance to maybe…win you over, and it also gives me an advantage because it fended off many other guys.” 

Undoubtedly, you were frozen in place, unable to register the words he was saying and the implications they bear. Neither did the boy in front of you act like the Luke you usually know - somebody who was usually confident, outgoing, always having his way with words. No, the person in front of you could not even hold eye contact, the pink hue on his cheeks now spreading to the tip of his ears as he shifted left and right. Luke broke the silence first, giving away the nerves that were gnawing him away from your lack of response.

“How about this? I’ll say ‘no’ to your mind-blowing marriage proposal for now,” you lightheartedly hit him again, rolling your eyes playfully. Seeing a positive reaction from you, Luke let out a small breath of relief, but the nerves quickly overtook again as he mustered up all the courage to utter his counter proposal: “But maybe we could start with something slower like going on a date? — Or I’ll even settle with you allowing me to try and ‘woo’ you.” Luke added the last bit as insurance, in case you didn’t want to take up on the date. Part of his mind wanted to scowl at himself for seeming so desperate - but Gods, he has always been a desperate man when it comes to you. 

“You’re such a dork.”

“Yet you still proposed to me.”

“You’ll never let me live that down, will you?” Luke only shook his head in response. Once again, you haven’t responded to his offer. Luke could see that you were in deep thought, the cogs turning in your head as you digested what he just said.

“You mean it? That you wanna go on a date? That you wanna “woo” me and sweep me off my feet?” you questioned. Despite the humor in your voice, there was also a hint of vulnerability and cautiousness. “Does this mean what you’ve been doing for the past few days…they are all genuine?”

“Is it that hard to believe that I like you? I don’t think you even fully understand the feelings I have for you. I’ve had my eyes on you for a year now, which is the entire time I know you, and I’m afraid I can’t see that changing any time soon.” Luke had to bite his tongue to prevent himself from saying more because he was sure he would never stop talking about you if he could. Maybe those unspoken words ought to be things Luke would disclose in the future. If you give him the chance, he will ensure you hear everything he adored about you.

“Well, that’s good then, ‘cause I happen to like you too,” your words made Luke’s eyes snap to yours, almost in disbelief. 

Luke felt as if his heart was blocking his airway by the way it was thumping so hard in his chest to the point he could feel the vibration in his neck. He held his breath over your confession and the way you were looking at him. Oh, Luke was convinced he was utterly doomed because how could he be so affected by one single look. He was suddenly unsure whether he would be able to handle your affections or ever live without it if it was taken from him. He’d spend the rest of eternity like a deprived man.

“Aw, look who is nervous now,” you teased, deciding to somewhat torture him and get him back for teasing you earlier. “I did not think I had this kind of effect on you, Castellan,” you approached him slowly, keeping eye contact with his now dilated pupils. 

“I mean…all I did was say a couple of words and you’re all tongue tied. What would happen to you if I do this?” you swiftly grabbed Luke’s camp beads and pulled him down, eliminating a significant amount of space between your faces, though not completely. To steady himself during your action, Luke’s hands steadied on your hips and stumbled slightly, though you did not mind the touch.

You never knew it was possible for his face to flush even more, but it did. Luke gulped and your eyes casted down on the way his Adam’s apple moved when he did so. The way he reacted to you only intoxicated you with power even more. You glanced upwards a bit, eyes observing his lips for a split second before looking back up at his eyes. You smirked when you caught his eyes flickering back to yours from your lips as well. 

Just as you were about to close the distance, Luke pulled back just a bit, finally able to speak, though his words were heavy warnings, “If this happens—” Luke stopped, unsure he should let you know. Luke shook his head lightly as his eyes traced over your features before continuing, “If we kiss, there is no going back for me. I don’t think I could just…forget about it. So, please, just be sure before you do it.” Your eyes softened at his words.

“I promise, Luke. I am sure,” you muttered, though Luke knew you meant the words by heart from the way you were looking at him. 

You finally pulled the boy down again using his camp necklace. 

As your lips touched Luke’s, he let out a content sigh. His hands clung onto your hips, pulling you flush against his own body while you caressed both sides of his face in your hands. Luke felt like the world was swallowing him whole. The boy now knew what your lips tasted like, and it felt like an addiction. He could feel his heart waving white flags at that moment, completely surrendering to you. He was right before. There was no going back from this. 

But oh, if Luke knew an apple was all it took, he would have tossed one to you himself.

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Just Luke shoving your head into the pillows while he moans the filthiest words in your ear (someone take my phone away)

yesyesyes especially when he’s brat taming !!

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he watches you spring into another cabin boys arms after winning capture the flag, your hair all messy, giggling n laughing like a sweet perfect fool. his sweet, perfect fool. you looked so pretty. n luke knew the tall, asshole of a guy was thinking the same thing

he wasn’t ‘fuckin having it’

“I get, ya’ were just being friendly, princess. but that fuckers not thinking like that.” his hot breath fans the back of your neck, n you’d believe he was mad at you when he drops you onto your bed, all greedy n mean as he sucks hickeys all over your pretty tits

“agh b-ut luke, he was on my team n’ he helped us win-” his brown eyes furrow in annoyance, finally looking up. leaving your pebbled nipple glossy n achy from his salvia

“so you want to repay him? is that the fuckin case, cause he got the flag you want him sucking on these pretty tits mhm?” oh he is mad :(

“n-no I didn’t say tha-” you frown at the oh-so familiar tingle in your tummy, his hands moving lower and lower…

“nah it’s ok baby, wanted some time with my favorite girl anyways. just shush n’ let me give her some…attention”

you didn’t think he meant your pussy when he said his favorite girl :( n his way of shushing was shoving your face into your plushy, pink pillows. muffling your whines in the cotton things n your angelic whimpers when his cock slides into the warm, tight little fit of your gummy walls

“mhmm, fuck-fuck yeah, tightest little pussy I’ve ever felt. ahhhh fuck she grips me so good.” he’s moaning into your dizzy ear like he’s married to your pussy and your merely their for the ride “don’t she baby?” he coos

“l-luke auh! m’here too!” tears of salty jealousy brush your lash line ??

“f-fuck, shush princess. why can’t you be as good as this sweet little cunt? she’d never fuckkk let another dick inside of her.”

your mascara stains the pillow cases as you try to wiggle, clenching around his so tightly cause this is supposed to be about you!! n the angles so deep!! but his pounding thrusts made you forget all bratty sense. now he was just rubbing it in, groaning n moaning all over your flustered skin

“pretty pussy knows only I make you feel this good,”

“your” thrust “fuckin” thrust “mine” finally he was talking to you again!!

”m’ all yours l-luke! g-gonna mphmm! cum!” your squeals encourage his hips to snap against your soft ass even faster. his balls slapping against you shushing you even more than the fluffy pillows

“goddd I’m cumming inside my girl tonight, you thrust deserve it. this- fuck your dripping— pussys mine too right, ma?”

”y-yes!”

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Sunflowers & Chocolates🌻🍫

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Warning : none! Well except for my horrible writing lol.

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Luke was happy, really happy. He just got home from tour in which he, not to be dramatic but had the time of his life, he is in a pretty good place in his relationship, the bands doing good and honestly he can’t believe it. He never thought that he would be in this place like at all. And he doesn’t want this high to end ever.

And with that in mind he thought of doing something for his girlfriend who he still hasn’t met after getting back. He went to the flower shop near his house and got a big bouquet of sunflowers (her favorite), then he got a box of chocolates and her favorite ice cream and he was ready to go.

He drove up to her apartment, greeted the small dog at the entrance (maybe he spent a little while petting it) and finally knocked on her door. It wasn’t locked but she didn’t answer, with worried eyes he slowly inched his way inside. “Baby!” His voice rang as his blue eyes searched every inch of the place. “Y/N” he called again, voice laced with worry.

He nearly dropped all of the stuff he had in his hands, nearly. But in a second he had her wrapped up in his long arms, head resting on top of hers, kissing her here and there. “Baby, what’s wrong?” He asks softly, his arms bringing her closer to his body, if that’s even possible.

He nearly dropped all of the stuff he had in his hands, nearly. But in a second he had her wrapped up in his long arms, head resting on top of hers, kissing her here and there. “Baby, what’s wrong?” He asks softly, his arms bringing her closer to his body, if that’s even possible.

He nearly dropped all of the stuff he had in his hands, nearly. But in a second he had her wrapped up in his long arms, head resting on top of hers, kissing her here and there. “Baby, what’s wrong?” He asks softly, his arms bringing her closer to his body, if that’s even possible.

“Nothing, ‘s fine” she says as she nuzzle against him, breathing in his expensive cologne. “Just hold me and I’ll be fine”

Luke hummed dropping one last kiss on the top of her head, picking her up as she squealed. He knew how to work in these situations, knew that she’ll talk to him when needed. He smiled, looking down at her face as he held her bridal style. Her arms wrapped around his neck. He dropped his head until his lips can brush against her lips. “I love you” he mouthed as he took her to the bed and placed her gently on top of it.

He crawled up on the bed, got comfortable then he pulled her onto his lap. “I love you more” she replied finally, reaching up to kiss his nose which scrunched in return launching her to a fit of giggles. “Impossible” he retorted, kissing her forehead as his fingers kneaded through her silky hair. “No way”

After a while of laying on top of him and listening to his heartbeat, she asked in a mumble “So, what did you get me?” He chuckled, squeezing her “Well, I bought you chocolate-”. “Say no more!” She said, sprinting out of the room. He laughed to himself, walking behind her to the living room table.

“Aww baby! You bought me sunflowers!” She exclaimed happily, turning around to kiss the man she was in love with. “Of course, baby” he replied, right after she pulled away. “That’s probably melted” he said referring to the bucket of ice cream he bought.

“Wow what crime did you commit?” She joked as she put it in the fridge, the flowers in water and opened the box of chocolates. “Can’t I love my girl?” Luke asked cheekily.

“You can! But it’s time for your girl to love you. So, go sit on the couch rockstar.” She said turning around.

“Here you go” she said feeding him a piece of chocolate. “But I got them for you”

“And now I’m feeding them to you” she said with wide eyes as if she’s talking to a child. He shook his head softly, taking the piece of chocolate onto his mouth, biting softly at her finger teasingly.

“Hey!”

“I actually got you something else too” he said, hesitantly looking up at her eyes. “What? Luke you didn’t have to!” She said with a mouth full of chocolates. He chuckled, wiping the corner of her mouth with his thumb. “I did baby, I did”.

He suddenly dropped to the floor and got on one knee. She nearly choked on her own spit as he reached inside a pocket and pulled out a small silver ring. “W-what are you doing?” She asked, the shock evident in her voice.

He took her hand in his and put the ring on her ring finger. Then he intertwined their hands as brought it to his face and gave a quick kiss. “It’s a promise ring. I promise to love you and be right here next to you for as long as you allow me to.”

“Luke!” She exclaimed, getting on her knees right next to him. “I love you so much!”

It was at that moment that Luke knew that there was no away he could ever not be happy as long as she was there.

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A/N : I feel like this sucked so hard! I haven’t written in months and so this felt like first time writing a fic, I’m sorry but I hope you enjoyed it nevertheless.

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