#luke hemmings headcanon | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

bartxnhood · 1 year

Text

teardrops on my guitar | l.h

luke hemmings x songwriter!fem!reader

summary: your feelings for your friend go unnoticed, but one night you finally told the world how you felt through your music.

warnings: unrequited love :’(, luke is one oblivious mf !, crying, angst.

a/n: 5sos stans and luke people this one is for you !!! everyone say thank you to the slaysos gc for this beautiful idea. AND YES THIS IS INSPIRED BY TAYLORS SONG. i hope i executed it to your desires. enjoy all my loves !! lyrics will be italicized. feedback is appreciated.

a/n pt2 ALSO this is in no way to hate on sierra, i just couldn’t think of anyone else SO PLS DONT THINK I HATE HER I LOVE HER SM.

read part two here !!

requests open

not proofread

✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵

(this feels kinda rushed but i still hope u guys like it.)

you and luke had been close since grade school, always attached at the hip. wherever he went, you were right there with him. so, when he introduced you to the members of his new band they were forming you made it your mission to be friends with all of them.

whoever luke is friends with, you had to be friends with. it was your law of nature. and by luck, you had to find out you were one hell of a songwriter so of course luke kept you close even as the band took off. often you’d help them with songs. and you grew even closer with the boys, especially calum, creating a very close bond with the boy. only to realize, you had some feelings growing up for your blond best friend.

you don’t know what made you realize that you were indeed falling in love with luke hemmings. maybe it was when he’d lean in too closely and your breath would hitch, taking in all of his beauty, or, it was all of the times he made you laugh without effort.

whatever it was, you were slowly falling for him.

and as you did, 5 seconds of summer took off and were now on tour. it was unreal to you how they gained success but you couldn’t be more proud of the people they were becoming.

while they were out chasing their dreams, you decided to dip your toes into the industry and started to write the songs for your debut album. most of the songs were ways to express your feelings, and once released you did pretty well. a couple of your songs even charged for a few weeks.

time was flying by, you were growing to success following behind your friends.

soon, it was time for their tour and they approached you with the idea that you could open for them. when you first heard of the idea, you declined it. but, calum eventually talked some sense into you

your friendship with calum was a bit unexpected, luke said you’d probably get along with ashton the best, but he was wrong. calum became your right-hand man (behind luke of course). so, after you declined the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity calum talked to you.

“you should reconsider” he started, and you just shook your head. “calum” “no, listen to me” he pointed at you, “you’re good at what you do, you’re talented so please just consider opening for us. they guys want you on your, i want you on tour, y/n.” you stood with your hands on your hips. “okay. fine, i’ll do it. but just for you.” calum grinned.

tour started. it was magical, you were going to places you had never imagined you’d be. it was wonderful, and you continued to thank calum for talking to you and reconsidering. you were able to spend months with your best friends and the boy you were head over heels with.

during soundcheck, the boys would always come to mess around while you sang, oftentimes acting out your songs or ashton would casually drum.

it was memories you’d never forget, from interviews across the world to sleeping in hotels you’d sworn you wouldn’t stay in again. but most importantly, it was fun. you and luke had been closer than ever, thick as thieves. and then, it was coming to an end.

the last stop of the tour, you prepared for your set. your outfit was extravagant compared to previous stops, you wanted to change it up and make it more special. you were about to go on, but luke stopped you. “y/n?” you turned around, and he smiled “you look beautiful. knock ‘em dead, gorgeous.” you felt your cheeks warm up, “thanks, lu. i’ll see you after”

after the show, you met with him and he grabbed you into his arms so quickly. “you did amazing! that was the best show i’ve ever seen!” he spun you around, and you laughed. “thank you so much! that was amazing. that crowd is wonderful. you guys will have an amazing show.”

then a week away become a month, a month into a few, and eventually it had been well over a year since all of you actually had time to be together.

it was hard, because not only did you miss you friends but you missed your best friend, the one you loved most.

later, all of you found yourselves living in los angeles and so naturally you all became close again. hanging out every other weekend, and going back to your regular antics. everything was going well for 5 seconds of summer and yourself. you had made a name for yourself in the industry, especially after opening for their tour. you always thanked calum for talking some sense into your thick skull.

but, the more you were around luke, the harder it was to hide your feelings for him.

“y/n?” you jumped, eyes wandering up, and found luke who was standing over you. “guys want coffee, wanna go with me?” you closed your journal, nodding “sure” you smiled.

so, you sat in the car with him in the usual traffic of los angeles, on your phone with light music playing from the radio. “i’ve missed you” he said, you looked up, raising your eyebrow “you saw me last week, lu” “no, like in all the time we were away. i missed you, a lot. it wasn’t the same without you” you smiled, “i missed you too. but hey, we’re together now and i don’t plan on leaving anytime soon”

the car fell silent after, you returned to your phone and luke focused his attention back on the road for some time. “how’s writing going?” he asked, you turned off your phone and let it rest in your lap. “good, i have about half of my songs written. just kinda going through a phase, no inspiration, yknow?” he hummed, “oh, yeah i do” he laughed, looking at you. you smiled back.

there it was, that beautiful smile.

“you’ll get there, it’ll come one day and you’ll be writing for hours. i know how you are” you laughed, luke raised an eyebrow. “you’d know, i learned from the best” luke laughed, shaking his head. “you are something, y/n/n” he teased, “whatever, you love it” you retorted.

“oh, i do love it, and you” luke replied.

for the rest of the day, it was all you could think about. it was such a small thing but you just couldn’t help but get butterflies whenever you thought about it. but then you noticed all the times he was slowly coming around more and how close he would be towards you.

at first, it was subtle. maybe his state would linger just a bit too long, or he’d sit unusually close to you when there was the whole rest of the couch open. then, he began to see you on days you weren’t working together or hanging out with your typical friend group.

then, he’d start to hold your lower back if the two of you were in a public place. you had a little too much to drink that night? he was the first to take you home and stayed with you until you were okay on your own. luke was always glued to your hip, always holding your hand while rubbing his thumb over your knuckles, or his hand resting on your back. it was such a 180 from his usual behavior

everyone around you was talking about how good of a couple you two would be. saying, ‘oh, my god, you guys are like perfect for each other!’

could he possibly like you back?

youngblood was charting number one, so what does one do when one reaches such an achievement? party. ashton decided to hold a party at his place and everyone he knew was invited, including you. luke was your ‘date’ so, he was by your side most of the night like any other get-together. but this night changed things, for the worse.

ashton approached you, luke, and calum with someone following him. “guys!” the man yelled over the loud music. “this is sierra, a new friend of mine. wanted to introduce her” calum shook her hand, saying hello, then she got to you.

she shook your hand smiling, “hi! i’m such a fan, your music is amazing. you’re also so pretty in person!” you smiled, returning her kindness. “thank you so much!” but, when she got to luke you saw his eyes light up.

sierra was a nice girl, very welcoming and sincere. plus, she was probably the prettiest woman you had ever seen. so, who wouldn’t want to know her better?

since that night, luke and sierra hit it off. she was at every gathering with the boys, eventually taking your place in luke’s heart. at first, it didn’t bother you. luke would still hang out with you on his own, he’d still check on you if you got too drunk. but it all started to disappear. luke got distant. but maybe it was you who was pushing him away, knowing you were no match for sierra.

then, it happened.

luke announced that he and sierra had made it official, they were dating now. the guys cheered and all congratulated him, you just stood there in silence. “y/n?” you blinked, coming back to reality. you flashed a smile, “congrats luke!” the blond grinned and hugged you but you didn’t return it.

it was only a matter of time before it just got worse. anytime you’d hang out with them luke was always bringing up sierra. “oh sierra this!” or “oh sierra does that too!” in the beginning, it didn’t bother you, you tried to suppress those feelings because he was now with someone else but it hurt. you couldn’t lie about that.

you wanted him to say that about you, you wanted luke to tell everyone how proud he was that you were his. you just wanted him to see you.

one day, luke asked if he could hang out with you just like the old days. you said yes, of course. so, the two of you sat on the sofa for hours talking about anything and everything.

“i’m proud of you, lu” he shook his head, “you should be proud of yourself too, you help us write it” you shrugged. “just happy to be apart of something as wonderful as that” you smiled.

“you seem happy” luke nodded, “happiest i’ve ever been, y/n/n” you were happy to hear that, his happiness was everything you wanted for him. “sierra..she’s just so amazing, y’know? like i finally got it right. i’m so in love with her.”

oh.

gathering at parties was even worse, he was always holding onto her like she was his most prized possession. so, you found yourself distancing yourself from the group.

calum was the first to notice this, and it worried his heart. you were his closest friend, what was going on in your mind to cause your sudden drift?

you huffed, throwing your pencil down and stood up from your seat, and headed to the door. the constant knocking was getting on your nerves. when you opened the door you saw calum. “cal? what are you doing here?” you asked. “we need to talk”

calum sat across from you on the sofa, his heart heavy with guilt. he said, “where have you been?” you shrugged, “well, calum, i have an album i need to finish so i’m sorry if i’ve been busy trying to wri-“ he cut you off, “no, it isn’t that. because if it was, you would want our help we always wrote as a team” he knew you were lying, calum knew you too well. maybe even better than luke knew you.

you knew it wouldn’t do any good to lie to him, you hesitated, picking at your fingernails. “it’s just..” you didn’t know how to word it properly and you didn’t want to sound crazy. “i love luke..” you finally said, calum laughed “we all love luke.” “no, calum i’m in love with luke” calum froze, his eyes going wide even though he probably knew it himself. “oh..” he whispered. it was all connecting now.

“so, i’m sorry if i’m a little distant now it just really fucking hurts to see someone i love with my entire heart with someone else, and yes i know i should’ve said something. but id rather have him in my life as a friend instead of losing him and never hearing from him.” you were getting a bit emotional now, so calum came closer and hugged you. “it’s okay” he said, rubbing your back. calum wasn’t the best at comforting people but he cared about you and he had hoped it was enough.

“it’ll be okay, just don’t shut me out, okay?” he pulled away to look at you. “you’re strong and you’ll figure this out, and i’ll be by your side for all of it” you nodded, wiping your eyes. “thank you, calum.” you smiled, he nodded. “of course”

after he leaves you sat there for a while, you were left with your emotions. you weren’t sure how long you were there just staring at the wall. you decided that the only way you could deal with your feelings was to write a song to help the feelings go away.

days passed, you went back and forth removing and adding lyrics to the song and eventually took out luke’s name, and inserted a mysterious ’drew’. you kept your songwriting journal close, especially when you were around calum. no one needed to see it, it was for your eyes only. it was just for you to cope with the pain.

eventually, you had finished the song but if you were going to add it to your album, you didn’t know. maybe it’s too personal, or maybe it just wasn’t good enough to be released. it was just for you.

you sat across from calum, tapping your finger against the leather couch of the recording studio and staring down at the book in your lap. “what’s on your mind?” calum proposed, you hummed looking up at him. “i finished a song, i think i’m gonna go to that open mic night and perform it. i haven’t been on stage in a while” you suggested. calum agreed, “i think that’ll be nice. i’ll be there” he grinned, which earned a laugh from you.

you entered the building with your guitar and looked around before finally spotting calum, he grinned walking to you and wrapping his arms around you. “you look great” you chuckled, “thanks, cal. and thank you for showin up” he nodded. “anything for you, i’m excited to see you perform again. it’s been a while” you hummed, “yeah, it has” you agreed, calum patted your back. “break a leg!”

you laughed, walking past him, and headed up the few steps to the small stage, opening the case and getting your guitar out.

“hi everyone” you smiled, sitting against the stool and looking at the small crowd in front of the stage and you saw calum smiling. “so, most of you guys know me, if not i’m y/n. i’ve been writing and performing music for some time now.” you lightly strummed some cords. “some of you may know i have an album coming out soon, but tonight i thought i’d share an unreleased song that i’ve just finished.” you smiled, meeting eyes of a couple of people. “so, yeah. i hope y’all enjoy”

drew looks at me i fake a smile, so he won't see that I want and I'm needing

everything that we should be.

i'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about and she's got everything that I have to live without

drew talks to me i laugh 'cause it's just so funny that i can't even see anyone when he's with me

he says he’s so in love, he’s finally got it right

i wonder if he knows he’s all i think about at night.

you take a breath, about to enter the chorus and then you spot him entering the room, with her. luke spots you, throwing a smile your way but you looked back at calum and continued singing even though you began to get choked up.

he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar

the only thing that keeps me wishin' on a wishing star

he's the song in the car i keep singing, don't know why i do.

drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?

and there he goes, so perfectly

the kind of flawless I wish I could be

she'd better hold him tight, give him all her love

look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky 'cause

your eyes find luke in the crowd again, his arm wrapped around sierras shoulder, who, was also enjoying your performance.

(pretend y/n sang the whole song lol i didn’t feel like writing it all sorry)

so, I'll drive home alone as I turn off the light

i'll put his picture down and maybe get some sleep tonight

'cause he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar the only one who's got enough of me to break my heart

he's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do he's the time taken up, but there's never enough

and he's all that I need to fall into

drew looks at me I fake a smile, so he won't see

everyone can tell what you’re singing about is coming from the heart and they’re giving you sympathetic looks. after you finish you quickly excuse yourself outside to take a breather “thank y’all” you smiled, standing up from the stool and leaving the stage as the crowed continued to applaud for you.

luke, for the first time in a while, notices something is wrong so he follows you out. not before cal intercepts, he could see that calum was kinda frustrated. luke asks “what’s going on? is y/n okay? she’s never done that” calum nods. luke sighed and asks “we’ll tell me! what happened?” calum says “think about the song she just sang and then ask her yourself.”

you were behind the building, pacing back and forth trying to stop the overflow of tears pouring from your eyes. “y/n?” you stopped in your tracks hearing the voice, you turned around and met with luke.

upon seeing your disheveled face, his eyes softened. luke asked, “are you alright?” you sighed, chewing on your lip. should you answer him honestly? or continue to lie, which you had gotten pretty damn good at for some time now.

“not really.” you answered. luke took a few steps closer to you and asks, “is that song about someone?” you nodded, but luke still couldn’t figure out why you never told him. he was your best friend since the two of you were just little kids. “why haven’t you told me? who is drew?”

you take a deep breath contemplating telling him, this would be the moment that changed everything. luke sees the hesitation and touches your arm “you can tell me anything you know that, y/n/n” he looks so earnest so you answer “it is about someone and i couldnt tell you because, well, it’s about you.”

luke falls silent, a wave of emotions coursing through his body. he starts to speak a couple times but stops before he can get an actual word out. “i wish you would’ve told me sooner.” luke had always been in love with you way before sierra came into the picture, maybe he just didn’t know how to show it properly. plus, he thought for sure you just saw him as a friend.

at this point, you were crying. tears falling rapidly as he was talking. he says,“do you know how many songs i’ve written about you? hell, you’ve even helped me write some of them.” he took a few steps closer towards you. do you remember when we wrote meet you there? i thought for sure you’d see right through it and know the truth. but you didn’t, and now..now i’m with sierra..” now he was beginning to tear up. “and i—i don’t know. i just wish i’d known sooner”

“luke..i..” you wiped your eyes, it was so hard for you to hear that when you had spent all your life with him only to lose him in the end. “i’m sorry.”

luke shook his head, “no, i’m sorry.”

522 notes · View notes

lipringlrh · 1 year

Text

let me sleep - lrh

summary: luke’s snoring and blanket stealing has kept you awake all night. he tries to make it better when he realises.

an: happy valentine’s day! i used quite a few prompts from this list so i hope you enjoy it:)

word count: ~950

pairings: luke hemmings x genderneutral!reader

warnings: none really, just fluff and wearing someone else clothes

feedback + constructive criticism appreciated, requests are open

…

You had a terrible sleep - you'd just woken up and you already felt dreadful. Luke had spent the whole night hogging the blankets and pressing his icy feet against your legs - no matter how far you moved away, they seemed to drift back to you.

He fell asleep a lot quicker than you, and the first time he tugged the blankets off of you, you took them back rather easily. But the more it happened, the harder it was to get any for yourself.

After multiple failed hours of sleep, you were sick of it. You went down stairs and stole the two blankets off the sofa and brought them back to bed. You wrapped them around you, folding the corners into your chest so Luke had no way of stealing it. And you finally managed to sleep.

You woke up an hour later to your whole body frozen. Luke had wrapped himself in both the duvet and the blankets, leaving one leg stuck out which happened to be pressed against yours. He was snoring incredibly loudly which irritated you more and more. You began trying to lift just one of the blankets away from him to no avail. He was wrapped in them so tightly; you didn't understand how he wasn't overheating.

After that, you couldn't sleep whatsoever. You gone and borrowed one of Luke's hoodies, and a pair of his joggers, from his wardrobe yet the cold was still numbing. You'd be able to slip your feet and a small portion of one of your legs under the duvet which gave you a little comfort until Luke's legs found them and froze them again. He wasn't ill so you had no idea how he could feel so cold.

You tricked yourself into falling asleep not long later but it felt like minutes until Luke was waking you up again. He'd wanted to get up early because he knew this weekend, you'd promised each other to spend as much time with the other as possible. However, you made him swear he wouldn't get you up too early as you'd never been much of a morning person.

He'd woken you up rather nicely, shaking you a little, then pressing kisses all around your face. As sweet as that was, you were having none of it - you turned around and spoke, "piss off."

Luke was slightly taken aback, but figured you'd just had a bad sleep. He tried to latch onto your waist and wrap his arms around you but you just pushed him off and grabbed the duvet. If you couldn't sleep last night, you were going to make it up now and not let Luke distract you.

"You okay, angel? Did you not sleep okay?" His hand was on your head, trying to comfort you without annoying you.

As much as you liked talking to him, you'd wake yourself up and have no chance at sleeping again if you did. You tried to murmur something back - with was unintelligible to both you and Luke. Instead, you answered him again, "no, let me sleep."

Luke could tell you were not happy and needed this so he just carried on trying to comfort you. Nothing was working; you still couldn't sleep and had spent the last five minutes wriggling around trying to find a comfy position.

You felt Luke move away from behind you and figured he must've been bothered by the squirming around. Instead he gently flipped you around and placed your head on his chest.

As usual, he knew exactly what you needed and you felt a lot more comfortable, "you're so cute when you're irritable and sleepy."

You chose to ignore him, "you're so warm. How are you so warm? You were so cold earlier."

You felt him chuckle against you, pausing to wrap his arms more tightly around you. You moved your hands under his shirt, letting them rest on his stomach and steal his heat.

"Are you wearing my clothes? I swear you weren't wearing them when we went to bed." He moved his hands to your shoulders, gently massaging them, keeping you relaxed.

"You spent the whole night hogging the blankets and duvet, snoring in my ear, and pressing your frozen feet into me, I think this is the least you can do."

He kept one hand on your shoulders whilst letting the other one move up and down your back. "m'not complaining, you look very pretty in my clothes. And I'm sorry about that, angel, I didn't mean to, let me make it up now, yeah?"

You nodded, trying to relax yourself again, cuddling into him more and more. Luke hadn't once removed his eyes from you. He was looking down at you fondly the whole time, trying his best to make sure you're okay. He was grinning slightly at the sight of you - he was so grateful to wake up with someone like you and wanted you to spend every moment tucked in his arms.

"Will you sing to me, Lu? Anything you'd like."

He gripped you tighter, moving one of his hands to intertwine with yours. He pressed a kiss to it, then placed another on your head, pausing for a moment to remember it, "of course i will."

You were mostly asleep already, so when he began to sing something you didn't recognise, but had a feeling Luke wrote, you fell asleep almost instantly, His voice was so soothing you wanted to listen to it forever. No matter how hard you wanted to keep listening, you fell asleep, the last thing you remember being another kiss to your face, an, "I love you, sweetheart," and the end of the song.

…

feedback + constructive criticism welcomes, requests are open

850 notes · View notes

bratzforchris · 8 months

Note

hii, do you think you could do a headcanon with ashton about the reader having a bad day at work? I had a really bad day to which I didn’t even take my lunch break so on the drive home I wanted to cry :( I just really need some comfort :(((

Bad Days

awww angel i'm so sorry you had a bad day! i hope this helps a little bit<3 here's a list of headcanons about ashton helping you after a bad day!

☆ashton knows you love to be called by pet names, so whenever you've had a bad day, he calls you "my love" or "baby" or "darling'

☆always makes sure you have a nice, filling dinner that's usually one of your comfort foods

☆gives you so many kisses and cuddles on the couch or in bed

☆burns specific incenses and diffuses special essential oils to cleanse all your sad/negative energy

☆ash loves stupid jokes and will always tell them to you to make you giggle. his favorite is the orange and banana joke.

☆since you absolutely love the smell of the clubhouse candle co scents, he'll run you a bath and light the candles and get out his guitar for you while you soak

☆he knows that sometimes it's more comfortable to "be alone together" so he'll do some of the housework or his writing while you lie on the couch to take a "recovery snooze"

☆helps you with prioritizing your to-don list for tomorrow if you're feeling overwhelmed

☆ashton loves old hippie-dippy love songs, so if you're feeling up to it, he'll get out his old vinyls and dance in the living room with you

that's all the ones i have for now! i'm sorry it's so short, but i hope you enjoyed it :)

⌗

➜ taglist: @thatmarvelgirly @lukesbolts

64 notes · View notes

bloodhoundluke · 6 months

Text

luke hemmings headcanons —❦ halloween

description: this is just a small collection of halloween things you’d do as a couple 🎃🧡

warnings: a few curse words, an illegal amount of fluff, a sexual hint. loosely written so might contain typos.

a/n: so this is my first headcanons post ever! hope you like it, and happy halloween to everyone who celebrates ❥ also, the cute little ghost dividers are by @silkholland & can be found here :)

decorating the house

i don't think you'd go overboard with the decorations, tbh. you'd decorate the house in some spider web and pumpkin decorations, some halloween lanterns on the patio. some orange and yellow candles across the house. you'd put up some pumpkin and ghost string lights in the entryway of your house, and a decorative skeleton leaning against the entryway wall. and you both would startle everytime you came home (losers ❥).

and you'd go to the florist to get some halloween-y colored flowers to put in your kitchen and the living room. you'd take forever choosing which bouquets are the best. "do you think this is better? what about this one? oh no, this is cute as well! luke??? are you listening?". his only concern would be that you'd be happy with the choice, even if he had a favorite of his own. but then you'd persist and you'd propose he'd pick one and you'd pick the other. you'd pick one for the kitchen with orange and red roses, orange asiatic lilies and dried leaves. luke'd go for different shade of orange with lilies, roses and carnations for the fireplace in your living room.

baking halloween treats

you’d bake something relatively easy or medium hard, not anything too complicated. you’d go for halloween cake pops, pumpkin cupcakes, caramel apples or spider web brownies for example. i don’t think gordon ramsay would be too impressed of your skills in the kitchen tbh (at least not luke’s, lmao). "luke you are not supposed to put that in yet! the dry ingredients are supposed to go in first". "are you serious?? oh my god have i ruined the whole thing? i definitely have, have i?". "we can fix it, lu. or at least i hope so". "i should not be allowed in the kitchen, jeez", he'd sigh dramatically and you'd giggle at his adorable reaction. "not if you can't read the instructions, baby", you'd kiss his cheek and later you'd offer some dough to him from your fingertips. "mmh, damn this is good though".

& you’d go to the nearest grocery store or bakery if you craved something you didn’t know how to make or were too scared to even attempt.

halloween movie night

yeah you've watched a few halloween movies on singular nights after work etc. together, but you both wanted to have a marathon night. you could go for harry potter, coraline, hocus pocus, nightmare before christmas, etc., the classics. and if you were feeling wild, you'd go for a scary movie first. "lu i'm scared", you'd hide behind a blanket. "c'mere", he'd offer you his embrace and kiss your forehead. he'd wrap his arms tightly around you, and your head would rest against his chest, your hand around his waist. "are you scared?", you'd ask him. "no". "then why's your leg shaking?". "...cause it's numb". "right...". you'd joke about possibly being plagued by nightmares the following night, and as an attempt to avoid that, you'd end the night with some sappy and cute halloween movie. you’d also eat the halloween treats you made earlier and drink apple cider etc., while watching the movies. your living room would be candle lit and the couch would be filled with blankets and pillows, so it’d be extra cozy and homey. and of course petunia would beg for food, and you'd give her the dog halloween treats you bought from the store. then the pupper would happily go to sleep and start snoring in her own bed 🥺

and at some point during the night you’d hear the doorbell ring. it’d be little kids trick or treating. you’d give them a lot of snacks and gush about how cute they were afterwards. you’d melt because you love seeing luke with children, he is so extra attentive and lovable. (maybe some day you’ll have a toddler of your own running around the house in the cutest costume ever 🥹💞).

carving pumpkins

you’d go to a pumpin patch together. you’d look for the perfect pumpkins, but they’d all be a bit off so you settle for some decent ones. (this would take at least 30 mins and then you both would get frustrated at the selection). you carve the pumpkins at home while listening to some halloween playlist. then you’d look at the final results. “this looks like shit”. “...look at mine” and somehow luke’s even worse. this would lead to a stupid amount of giggles. luke takes a picture of the carved pumpkins together and sends it to the boys whatsapp group. (they’d all think yours is better and luke would frown, following with a jokingful ”well fuckin’ obviously they think yours is better”.)

dressing up

there’s no way luke would not want to have matching costumes… yeah you’re that annoyingly cute couple at the party that arrives in painfully matching set of costumes. mike, cal and ash would totally make fun of you being clingy and predictable, but secretly think you two are adorable. you’d pick something you both like, ranging from cute to sexy to actually scary costumes. you could be dressed as each other too. you’d pick whatever you feel like that year. i feel like you could go for a barbie theme this year and you could help him with his makeup and apply glitter in his eyelids etc 🥹 "is this okay?", you'd confirm luke about the makeup and he'd take a look at himself in the mirror. "it's perfect, darling". "..do you know what else is perfect?". "huh?". "your incapability to know that you have a boner...". "well it's not my fault you are so sexy, is it?", he'd smirk and the comment would be followed by a hot make out session.

and of course petunia would be dressed up as something like a pokemon, pig or a ghost!! ”i don’t she likes it very much, luke”, you’d giggle. ”oh mama here thinks you don’t like your costume. don’t you like it tuney?”, luke babbles and petunia responds with a grunt and goes to her sleeping nook. you both giggle at her grumpy reaction and how cute she looks.

attending a halloween party

so first of all, you’d be super late. you don’t have the concept of time whatsoever. but all of your friends are used to it so they don’t really expect you two to be on time. you’d arrive to the party in your painfully matching costumes and mingle with people. then one halloween you’d win the prize for the best costume together. ”i told you we would win!”. ”luke….you told me we’d lose because our eyeliners weren’t matching enough…”. ”oh… did i? silly me!”.

#luke hemmings headcanons #halloween headcanons #luke hemmings imagine #luke hemmings x reader #luke hemmings x y/n #luke hemmings x you #luke hemmings fanfic #5sos fanfic #5sos imagine #5sos headcanons

29 notes · View notes

calturnstogold · 2 years

Text

things I think you would do with Calum if you were together

I feel like you'd bake together - late night baking sessions where you're both sleepy and end up getting flour everywhere and burning whatever you bake

random staring contests - you'd just end up randomly catching each other's eyes and neither of you would look away so these impromptu staring contests would break out

weekly movie nights - you'd have a tradition of Friday nights being movie & pizza nights and you'd always take ages to choose and end up settling on one of the three movies you've both already watched a million times before

early morning dog walks or work outs - getting into a routine when he's home of walking Duke in the early morning and doing partner workouts and showering together afterwards

making out like horny teenagers whenever you're drunk or when he gets home from tour

just the best cuddles ever.

visiting him in the studio and bringing snacks for him & the guys

painting each other's nails and always ending up giggling messes at how badly you both paint them

#5 seconds of summer #5sos #5sos imagine #5sos blurb #calum hood #michael clifford #ashton irwin #luke hemmings #bestfriend!calum #calum headcanons #calum imagine #calum 5sos #calum fluff #calum x reader #5sos headcanons #calturnstogold

181 notes · View notes

lovermine · 1 year

Text

new girl!au | help me decide <3

—

okay so it starts with oc getting kicked out of her own apartment that she lives in with her boyfriend because of the toxic relationship they have, and they have nowhere to go so she ends up living with the band (who aren’t super duper famous in this fic, just local celebrities kinda thing)

they help her get over her ex after finding out how awfully he treated her, and they basically become her guard dogs from him bcos they love her already

n they’ve lowkey all got massive crushes on her, like she’s a hot girl living in their apartment and they’re young adult men.. they think with their dicks 90% of the time

she walks out of the bathroom in a towel to go to her room and their eyes pop out of their heads

so the roommate pact ensues, the men of apartment 5D will not flirt with or try to pursue their hot roommate (easier said than done)

and ofc one of these assholes has to break the pact cos then there’s no fic duh

which is where i need your help!! i have no idea which member should be the one oc ends up with.

i originally thought michael bcos he reminds me the most of nick from new girl and this is a hundred percent a nick/jess situation, but the choice is up to those who would even be interested in reading this

so please let me know your choice of love interest and if you have any headcanon ideas for the fic!! i’d be super interested in reading them and trying to incorporate your ideas into the overall thing <3 thnx

30 notes · View notes

fooleds · 8 months

Text

making the executive decision that musician sgs bands sound is similar to youngblood-calm 5sos

#im a simple minded woman #i love luke hemmings wht can i say #GO ON REPLACE ME WHEN UR CRAVING SOMETHING SWEETER THAN THE WORDS I LEFT IN UR MOUTH!!!!!!!! GO ON AND SPIT ME OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!#seunggi / musician: headcanon.

2 notes · View notes

thenickgirl · 1 month

Text

About Me:

🌸 aerie

🌸 black american baddie from the south

🌸 stromboli since late 2022

🌸 happily, platonically married to the nick sturniolo

🌸 unhinged nick girl, if that wasn’t obvious

🌸 i am not a writer, but i will blurb about my man anytime anyday

nickuniversity is/was my old account

Likes/Interests:

❤️‍🔥 fav youtubers: sam and colby, larray, tara yummy, eleanor neale, annie elise 10 to life, danielle kirsty, kendall rae, life as nique, bella fiora, jake webber

❤️‍🔥 fav artists: ariana grande, 5sos, melanie martinez, olivia rodrigo, tate mcrae, harry styles, chase atlantic, luke hemmings, ysb tril, beyoncé, taylor swift, paramore, flo, ice spice

Works:

masterlist: instagram posts | snaps | gifsets | blurbs | headcanons

from old acc: moodboards | gifsets

taglist

my inbox is open for literally anything, anytime don’t be shy pooks

#a speaks #sturniolo triplets #sturniolos #sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo

53 notes · View notes

madame-fear · 1 year

Text

Dragonriders | Lucerys Velaryon x Fem!Reader

a/n : hi hi !! i couldn't get this idea out of my head after mentioning this happening in my previous headcanons. I hope you all enjoy it as much as i enjoyed writing this! 💞 Not proofread (so there might be some minor grammar & spelling mistakes), and as always, written by a very sleepy me at 6, nearly 7 am. Might be a bit rushed, apologies.

summary : while everybody in the castle is asleep, Lucerys decides to take you out for a little dragonriding in the middle of the night and teach you how to properly ride a dragon for the very first time in your life.

genre : fluff.

Note aside: I don't take requests for HOTD, and gif not mine / credits to owner.

─────────────────────

Slightly lifting your dress with your free hand – just enough so you wouldn't accidentally stumble upon it's hem, and to allow yourself to walk more freely and quickly – you tried to keep up with Lucerys' rapid pace as he held your hand, and guided you to where Arrax always was. There was a mix of emotions inside of you, having both escaped from the Castle in the middle of the night, while everybody else was immersed in a profound slumber. You where mostly anxious, yet excited for the little adventure you two had planned together; which was, going out for a ride together on Arrax since you had never ridden a dragon before. After all, it seemed like a little fun way of spending some quality time together.

Arrax was already quite familiarised with you, since Luke had properly introduced you to him shortly after you officially started dating. The very first moment you finally had the chance to meet his dragon up close, you were afraid that it would take some time until Arrax became acquainted with your presence. You tried your best to keep calm, but the close contact made you extremely nervous; mostly, afraid that any small, misunderstood movement may trigger a bad reaction on the dragon. Luckily, the dragon took a sweet liking for you – his riders beloved girl – and allowed you to pet him, as well as play with him.

Once you had finally reached to the cave in which Arrax was, you both quietly, but sweetly greeted him. As always, you particularly greeted Arrax by gently lifting your hand, and lovingly petting his scales with admiration at such beauty – which provoked a small huff from him, meaning he enjoyed your petting. Luke copied your actions by tenderly petting Arrax's scales as well, and smiled to himself at the sight of his dragon enjoying the petting. He did notice, that there was something in your facial expression saying, that you were surely felt uneasy about this new experience of riding a dragon for the very first time in your life.

“Nervous, my love?” He spoke, breaking the notoriously awkward silence between the two of you. Your eyes went from staring into Arrax's deep, orange eyes, to Lucerys' hazel eyes. Without saying much, a small blush rose your cheeks, and shyly nodded in agreement at his comment. “Quite.” You replied, earning a tender smile from him as a way of comforting you. “I've never ridden a dragon before, so I must admit I am slightly afraid at the idea of losing balance, you know? And obviously, I've never been so high in the sky before.” You nervously chuckled at your last sentence, and caused him to chuckle with you as well – he couldn't help but think you looked so graciously pretty, even when you were nervous as hell. “There's a first time for everything.” He continued, “but don't worry, I'll help you maintain your balance, and how to properly ride a dragon, my dear. You'll get used to it, eventually.” His free, gloved hand made it's way towards your warm cheek, lovingly caressing it as you timidly smiled at his actions – the crimson colour in your face only intensified, as you lowered your sight to the floor out of shyness.

“Alright.” You quietly muttered, “I'm ready, then.” As you lifted your sight to look up back into his eyes, a warm smile formed on his lips.

The two of you, then, took Arrax out of the cave in which he usually stays so you could prepare and position yourselves for the little night ride. Arrax is yet quite a small dragon, so climbing him wasn't really going to be a difficult task to do. Of course, Luke being the loving gentleman he is, offered you his hand and helped you get on Arrax's back – he soon followed you by climbing the dragon and sitting right behind you. As he sat behind you, he pulled you closer – and quite tightly – to him, your body now pressed against his chest. The suddenly close physical contact made your blush grow wider and redder, as you gulped with nervousness. Luckily, the blush wasn't so notorious, as you were in the middle of the night, and the only lightening was that of the bright moon. Unbeknownst to you, a small blush crept on his cheeks as well, having you closer to him than usual.

Placing his head on your left shoulder, his gloved hands leisurely slid down your arms, eventually finding their way to your hands as he helped you get a tight grip of the reins to control the dragon by gently taking control of your hands. “See? You must control the reins this way, with a tight grip.” His breath softly hit your cheek, and a bit of your neck as well, provoking you some shivers as he explained to you the way in which you had to take control of the dragon – all you could do was nod at everything he explained. You realised, it was quite easy, actually... and maybe, after all, it wasn't going to be as bad as your mind made you think. You certainly enjoyed being this close to him, which was quite unusual for this to happen due to his slight shyness and nervousness towards you.

Riding a dragon seemed quite easy, now that he explained it to you. You weren't nervous about how it anymore, but rather, about the flight itself. The thought of being so high up in the sky made you feel uneasy, but you knew he'd be there to keep you safe, and you trusted him so well because, of course, he had ridden Arrax a thousands of times before – so he knew what he was doing when he told you that you were going to be fine, and nothing would happen. As you fully processed the thought that you were going to be fine since he was there with you, the anxiety slowly faded away from you as you took a deep breath, and prepared yourself to enjoy your very first dragon flight.

Lucerys, as soon as he finished explaining how to keep control of a dragon, spoke again, “Ready for your first flight?” he asked, a warm smile remained on his lips as a way of reassuring you that you'd be alright, as his hands were still holding yours while keeping a tight grip on the reins. You smiled back, and nodded in agreement: “Ready.”

With that being said, Lucerys helped your hands move the reins in a way that indicated Arrax to start flying, as he said something in High Valyrian outloud: something you couldn't quite figure, yet. Whatever thing he had said to Arrax, the dragon had understood it perfectly as his wings started to flap up-and-down, and in the blink of an eye, you were soon flying. Your body unconsciously stiffened at the sight of slowly being far away from the ground with every second that passed, as the fair, cold wind softly hit your faces. You were surely going to be left with some red marks in the palm of your hands by the way you tightened your grip on the reins. Of course, it didn't take him long to notice your general stiffness, especially in your hands, since his own were still grabbing yours, and the reins as well – so he quickly noticed how the strength in your rein-gripping increased. His thumb slowly caressed your soft hand, and his body got closer to you if that was even possible anymore: all of this, as a quick reminder that you had nothing to fear about, since he was there to protect and keep you safe. He had quite an effect on you, because he never failed to make you keep calm when you felt extremely anxious or nervous about something.

Your previous stiffness and slight nervousness didn't last long after he quickly calmed you. As seconds passed by, you gradually began enjoying the little ride, and even dared to slightly look down. Even if it was slightly covered by some clouds and mist, you noticed how beautiful the castle and it's entire sight looked from above, and certainly began enjoying the view completely free from any type of anxiety. The feeling of the cold wind and the bright light of the moon hitting on your face became more enjoyable, and a smile couldn't help but form on your lips at this new situation you were experiencing. In some way, it was a whole new experience that made you feel free – forgetting about any duties, responsabilities, or even, the drama that was going on around the houses. Lucerys noticed how your body began relaxing once again, now enjoying the moment properly, and he couldn't help but smile to himself at how much he adored this moment – wishing it would last forever.

You surrounded the castle for a few good minutes that felt like an eternity, and realising how you needed to get back inside the castle quite urgently before anybody realised you were both missing, Lucerys helped you safely land Arrax back on the grass, landing in the exact same spot in where you had began flying. The two of you hopped off Arrax's back, and walked him back to his cave so he could rest – you didn't leave without properly petting his beautiful pearl-coloured scales, and spoiling him for being a good boy. As you both began walking back to the castle in awkward silence, you noticed it was colder than you had recently felt.

“Have you enjoyed your first dragon ride, my dear?” Lucerys spoke, disturbing the silence between the two of you. You looked at him with a big, satisfied smile plastered on your face, and nodded. “Absolutely. I now realise how silly I was for having been so afraid of riding a dragon. It was quite easy, and it was such a beautiful moment that I never imagined I would possibly ever experience in my life.” You quietly admitted. Your eyes went from looking at his, to shyly looking at the floor. Before he could reply to you, you spoke up again: “Also, Arrax looks very pretty when flying. The way the bright moon shined on his pearly wings and scales was truly mesmerising. Dragons are truly the most breathtaking creatures I've ever met.” Your eyes never left the path in which you were walking, not daring to make eye contact with him purely out of shyness. You could hear him softly chuckle beside you.

“You know,” he began, as he slowly tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear: “You're prettier than any dragon out there. You're probably the most precious girl I've ever seen, and definitely breathtaking.” His voice became quieter as he realised, he was clueless about where all that courage to tell you what he thought came from. You stopped on your tracks, and so did he, as your eyes shot up to look at his now fully crimson coloured face. Your lips were partly open at his sudden confession, and your cheeks rapidly mimicked his own, already turning red as you timidly giggled at him. It wasn't that he never complimented you, he did, actually – it's just that sometimes, it took him an extremely exaggerated amount of effort to express how he felt towards you without dying of nervousness. It was his turn to now stare at the grass awkardly, until he heard you adorably giggling – causing him to look up at you again, as a smile once again began forming on his face. You slowly walked a few steps closer to him, gently raising your hand, reaching his cheek. You began tenderly stroking his soft, reddish cheek as you stared into his hazel eyes with admiration.

“And you, are the most handsome, shyly cute, and charming gentleman I could've possibly ever met. You have no idea, how lucky I am to have you by my side.” You shyly admitted, looking at his rosy lips. His eyes looked back into your (e/c) eyes with the same pure, eternal adoration you felt for him. Your body slowly began leaning against his until your faces were inches closer, and you pressed your lips tightly against his; enjoying how soft and sweet tasting his lips were. Immediatly, he gave into the kiss, feeling as if he were going to melt under your touch at any moment. His hand found it's way to your cheek, lightly caressing it with his thumb he same way you were doing with him. He didn't want to let go of your lips, but you slowly pulled apart from the kiss due to a slight lack of air. Your faces and lips were still nearly touching. “You have no idea how much I love you, Lucerys Velaryon.” Your voice remained quiet as you spoke. A smile kept growing on his face, and so did the blushing.

“But, we should really get back inside the castle... now, unless we want to get the scolding of our life for suddenly disappearing for too long.” Your hand slowly reached his now messy, curly brunette hair as you lowly giggled at the thought of being caught by both your parents for having a little fun, yet wild adventure out in the middle of the night. Lucerys started giggling a bit too, still feeling a bit shy from the way you showered him in love. “True. We should hurry, now.” He replied. You gave him a quick peck on the corner of his lips, and you grabbed his still gloved hands, guiding him back into the castle.

As the two of you quietly walked back inside the castle, and said good night to each other before walking into your chambers with a quick kiss on the lips, he couldn't help but feel completely lovestruck at the thought of having someone as loving and caring as you were – someone who deserved eternal protection, and to be cherished. Riding Arrax at night when nobody was awake was definitely a nice way to spend some undisturbed quality time with each other. In a way, it was like having a date, but in a unique way. Both of you knew, this night was only the first to many.

#lucerys targaryen x reader #lucerys velaryon imagine #lucerys velaryon x you #lucerys strong #lucerys velaryon #lucerys targaryen #lucerys strong x reader #house of the dragon x reader #hotd fanfic #hotd x reader #house of the dragon imagine #hotd imagine #jacaerys velaryon x reader #aemond targaryen x reader #aegon ii targaryen x reader #aegon ii x reader #lucerys velaryon x reader

602 notes · View notes

bartxnhood · 1 year

Text

please try again | l.h

luke hemmings x reader

summary: luke has always been there for you, even when you were at your worst.

warnings: mentions of mental illness, struggling with depression

a/n: sorry for my lack of posting, holidays have been insane. i’m sorry this is very short but i figured there’s someone out there who needs just a little bit of comfort. i’ll be back with regular posting soon. love you all ! enjoy <3 feedback is appreciated!

requests open

not proofread

join bartxnhoods 1k follower celebration!

✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵ ✵

“i haven’t heard from you all day today” luke announced, walking into your shared bedroom. you were laying in bed already with petunia at your feet, you holding the covers close to your chin. you muttered, “sorry.” carefully, luke was now climbing into the bed beside you.

“don’t apologize, i was just worried. everything okay?” he carefully pushed some hair from your face, tucking it behind your ear. “i’m tired, lu” your eyes told luke you had been crying, they were puffy, red, and seemed to be heavy. he hummed “i know, i know”

luke sunk down next to you, guiding you to lay on his chest. even after a long, stressful and tiring day at work he was willing to put it aside and make sure you were doing okay. you didn’t need to tell him anything, he knew just by looking at you, and he knew how to help. “you’ll be okay” he started, drawling shapes on your arm. “just take it day by day, if you can do it tomorrow, try again the next day. it’ll pass, but don’t beat yourself up. it’s normal to have harder days” he paused, looking down at you. “it makes us human”.

“it’s okay to cry, it’s okay to scream, if you need to do it, do it. you know i’ll be right here with you forever” you felt the tingling sensation of tears threatening to fall again. even after all these years, it was still so unusual to have someone so supportive. but it was luke, your luke. he was all you needed.

#luke hemmings imagine #luke headcanons #luke x reader #luke hemmings fanfic #luke hemmings blurb #luke hemmings x reader #luke hemmings angst #luke hemmings #5sos blurb #5sos smut #5sos fan fic #5sos imagine #5sos fan fiction #5 seconds of summer fanfic #5sos luke

276 notes · View notes

lipringlrh · 2 years

Text

indirect kiss - lrh

summary: you meet at a wedding after he accidentally drinks from your glass

an: first post :) feedback is welcome and appreciated. also, please send in requests :)

pairings: luke hemmings x reader

word count: 816

warnings: none, just fluff and a bit of awkwardness

my masterlist

“Excuse me, sir- but that’s my drink.” you pointed out to man who was also occupying your seat.

He paused his conversation with another man, who you didn’t recognise, and turned around, twisting himself so his arm dangled on the top of the chair but so he could also see you.

He didn’t make any effort to talk so you carried on, “That’s my glass, with my drink, I think your also sat in my seat, so I’d appreciate if-”

“No, I’m sorry, but this is definitely mine.” he spoke, running a hand through his hair. He had beautiful curls, and was a gorgeous shade of blonde. It framed his face - which was indescribably gorgeous - and ultimately made you a little jealous.

He was still holding the cup when you spoke again, “the chair does have my name on it, and I’m pretty sure my lipgloss is stuck to the side.” As he turned the glass around, you began to admire him again. He was remarkably gorgeous, even by doing something so simple, he was captivating your attention entirely.

“I don’t think there’s any- oh, nevermind.” He began, noticing the faint traces of lipgloss on the glass. “Do you- um, want it back?” He was now looking anywhere but at you, becoming slightly uncomfortable.

“Its fine now, I can get a different one,” you weren’t agitated at all anymore, becoming more entranced by the blonde boy every minute.

He still hadn’t moved from your seat leaving you to stand there rather awkwardly as he stared at you, taking in every detail he could. “Sir, it’s still my seat, you know they’re assigned, right?”

Without checking the name tags, he got up, not wanting to feel like he was annoying you more. He spoke as he stepped behind the seat, “it’s Luke, by the way,” he paused, “my name.”

You spoke your name back and exchanged pleasantries, offering him a hand which he shook eagerly. He then began trying to find the right seat and wandered off.

—————————

It had been around 15 minutes since your encounter with Luke and you had begun to get on well with the man on your right, whom you had yet to learn the name of. He was the only person on your half empty table who was interested in conversation.

It was getting rather boring until the pretty blonde showed up again and sat in the seat to your left. You began making small talk, realising before he only had an idea of where he was sitting and never actually read the name tags laid out.

You couldn’t help but admire his face as he talked and watched couples who were slowly getting up to dance. The table was silent for a moment before he stuck his hand out towards you, “dance with me? I can make up for the drink mistake earlier.”

You placed your hand in his, nodding, before standing up with him. He led you to the dance floor, a pretty, squared, wooden area dressed in white, with his hand still in yours.

When you reached the dance floor, a slower song was playing, causing him to drop you hand to, instead, wrap both arms around your waist, pulling you closer. You wrapped both arms around his neck and tugged him a little closer.

You were too focused on his face when he spoke, causing him to laugh and repeat himself, “bride or groom’s side?”

“Bride,” you responded, “you?”

“Groom.” As he was speaking he managed to step on your toes, making you stumble backwards.

“I am so sorry,” he mumbled, trying to find a different technique so he didn’t repeat the same mistake.

“It’s fine.” He looked at you, still apologetic. “Honest, it’s okay, it happens.”

It was silent for another moment until he moved his hand from your waist to your cheek, holding it up as you couldn’t help but move closer. “I’d really like to kiss you.”

You did want to kiss him too, really. He seemed to have no faults as yet but only half an hour earlier you never knew he existed. “We’ve only just met,”

You held his attention completely, he was ignoring everything except from taking in your features. He was quite after you spoke but didn’t remove his hand from your face. “We’ve already indirectly kissed, you know, drinking from the same glass.”

“Next weekend,” you mumbled, holding his gaze. He looked extremely confused and admitted so.

“Next weekend, when you take me out, I’ll kiss you.” You paused, scanning his features, praying to god read the situation right. He couldn’t help but smile as he mumbled a small, “really?”

You hummed a noise back at him as a sign of confirmation right as the track began fade. A faster track began to play as pairs, including you, began to move into different positions ready to dance again.

———

feedback is welcome and very appreciated and requests are open so send in anything about any 5sos lads :)

350 notes · View notes

bratzforchris · 9 months

Text

Let Me Help You

❃

Summary: Luke has always loved his safe foods, but when the time comes to try knew things, he knows you're always there to help <3

Pairing: Neurodivergent!Luke x neurodivergent!reader

Warnings: Mentions of being unwilling to eat

Word Count: 1241

A/N: Neurodivergent!Luke is so so so special to me :')

❃

Being a neurodivergent couple wasn’t always easy, but you and Luke worked through it slowly, taking it day-by-day. With him being autistic and you being ADHD, it could be difficult to do things most couples considered “easy”. That didn’t matter to you two, though. In fact, you honestly believed that since both of you were neurodivergent, you honestly got along better.

One of the things you disagreed on, or rather, struggled with, was food. Having ADHD, you adored trying new foods because it gave a little something spontaneous to your life, which made it easier to focus and overall gave you some good dopamine. Luke, on the other hand, would rather die than not eat his safe foods. His safe foods brought him comfort and routine and just gave him something to look forward to. His favorite safe food by far was spicy phõ. The blond would honestly go through several bowls of the stuff a day if he could.

“Luke! I’m home!” You called, stepping inside the apartment and setting down your grocery bags.

Your boyfriend had much higher support needs than you did, making it more difficult for him to go to the store than it was for you. You didn’t mind, however. He was always appreciative of you making the trip and always helped put groceries away.

“I missed you,” he smiled, beginning to unpack the bags. “Wait a minute. Y/N?”

“Yes?” You asked, looking his way.

You already knew what Luke was going to ask, but you’d been avoiding telling him just to avoid a breakdown. Recently, you’d notice how much sodium was in the phõ packets you got him at the store, as well as how the spiciness gave him awful acid reflux every time, without fail. You figured that couldn’t be healthy for him, so you opted to not buy the packets this time, instead planning on taking him out for the noodle soup one day this week.

“You forgot phõ.” he said bluntly.

“Lu,” You said softly. “Baby, those packets have a lot of sodium in them and that’s not always healthy. Plus, they always upset your tummy. I’ll take you out for phõ one day this week, I promise.”

“But,” Luke started, already beginning to tug on his hair. “I don’t want other foods, Y/N.”

“I know, honey, I’m sorry,” You really were, you knew how much safe foods could help, but you couldn’t just let Luke ruin his health. “I promise I’ll take you out for some later this week. I got some other foods you can try?” You suggested.

“No,” Luke said flatly. “I don’t want that.”

Your heart broke for the blond. You knew how much comfort his safe food brought him, but also the sensations of being thirsty and the burning throat that the packets gave him always caused a bit of sensory overload. You began to make lunch, eyeing the way Luke was fiddling with one of the multiple stim toys that you two had laying around the apartment. This one seemed to be a pink and blue tangle, and Luke was desperately pulling at it, huffing and sighing as angry (and change in routine) tears filled his eyes.

“Here sweetie,” You said, setting a plate in front of him. “It’s just pasta with marinara sauce and some broccoli, nothing too crazy.” You said gently.

“I don’t want that.” Luke mumbled.

You knew he wasn’t trying to be rude, so you pat his hand gently and sat down beside him at the table, beginning to eat your own lunch. It became awkward after a few minutes, with you quietly eating and Luke seemingly having gone non-verbal from the frustration.

“Would you at least like to try a bite?” You asked softly.

You weren’t going to be overly forceful with him, but Luke needed to eat. You could tell by the way his hands were shaking slightly that he’d yet to consume anything today. The blond shook his head, pushing the plate away and stalking off to the couch. You let him be for the moment, figuring he just needed some time to calm down and snuggle under a weighted blanket with his comfort stuffie.

By the time you had cleaned up your lunch mess and wandered into the living room, Luke had fallen asleep on the couch, headphones on and stuffed animal clenched tightly to his chest. You smiled with a small chuckle, knowing he needed the rest, however, you made a mental note to make sure he ate when he woke up.

When Luke woke up, you were almost sure he had been reluctant to eat because he was beyond tired. The poor boy had slept for four hours, making it currently five in the evening.

“Hey Lu.” You said sweetly, looking up from your book as you caught him rubbing his eyes and yawning out of the corner of your eye.

“Ow…” Luke mumbled, wrapping an arm around his stomach.

“You okay, darling?”

“My belly hurts.” he whimpered softly.

You bit your lip and rubbed his side. “It’s because you haven’t eaten today, honey. You need to find something to eat.”

“But there’s nothing I want,” Luke’s face was bordering on a pout, but you knew he didn’t mean it that way. “I’d rather not eat than not have safe food.”

“Luke,” You said, slightly more stern. “You have to eat. It can be something small, but you have to eat.”

His big blue eyes began to immediately well up with tears. “I can’t,” he cried. “It’ll be bad and hurt my mouth and I don’t want it.”

“Lu, you have other safe foods, honey,” You said gently, running a hand through his blond curls. “What about some oranges? Or barbecue chips? You have a Sprite too.” You bargained.

Luke pulled his lip through his teeth, debating his options. “Fine.” he eventually said.

You smiled encouragingly, helping him to the kitchen. “Would you like to make it or do you want me to?”

“Me please…” Luke mumbled, searching your eyes for approval.

“Go ahead, bubba.” You smiled, truly trying to praise him.

You knew how hard eating could be for Luke, especially if it wasn’t a safe food, so seeing him willing to make his own food was a step in itself. You stood by, just in case he had trouble with the knife when cutting his oranges. Being autistic meant the blond sometimes struggled with his fine motor skills, but he was getting better at it every day with the help of a wonderful support team and you couldn’t be prouder.

You watched as the blond slowly sat down to eat his meal, tentatively putting the food in his mouth and eating it just to make sure it tasted okay. He once again looked up at you for approval, and you nodded with a smile.

“I’m so proud of you, Luke.”

“Thank you,” he said with a blush. “I guess it wasn’t so bad. ‘M sorry for being difficult…”

“None of that,” You kissed his blond head of curls. “I know how hard things can be, baby, especially when it feels like your brain is so messed up compared to everyone else’s.”

Luke blushed and leaned into your side, pushing away the now-empty plate. “Thank you for looking out for me. I’ll try to eat new foods. I still like phõ best, though.” he stated honestly.

You laughed. “I know, love. I know.”

51 notes · View notes

ellipsae · 1 year

Text

Another post-Epilogue design, this time for Tear. I think I could do more for this design but it already feels a bit too busy as it is. In my headcanon, I see Tear being primarily a teacher in Yulia City (teaching both replicas and human children) and being a representative of Yulia City to eventually succeed her grandfather in the future.

See under the cut for design details. !Warning for Spoilers!

-I always wanted to do a short hair style for Tear. I figure that after the epilogue bit, everyone finds out that the one who returned is Asch (carrying Luke's memories) and Tear after much consideration cuts her hair to lay her feelings to rest. (And also a tribute to Luke's convictions)

-The overall design is largely based on the NPC designs in Yulia City: long robes that cover the hands and hems to the floor but incorporating in Tear's original design. They kind of clashed as the NPC designs a bit shapeless while Tear's has a lot of diagonals, that part was the most difficult to work with

-I also headcanon that Yulia City and Daath form an alliance (since they were both technically part of the same organization) so they're a connected economy/governing body. Tear is the Yulia City Replica Protection Liaison, and she gets to keep her military rank in the Order (which is helpful for access to locations and travel)

-The waist-tie is intended to be a touch of 'Hod'. I always thought Guy's design was quite different from most of the other designs in the game especially his belt with the decorative cord so perhaps his clothing designs are of a style that originated in Hod.

-The design on the back is roughly taken from Van's design in memory of him

-Tear now has a retractable wand (thanks to advances in fontech) so she doesn't have to carry it out in the open, she keeps it in her thigh pouch, probably still has some knives on her as well

#Tales of #Tales of the Abyss #ellipsart #queue #I'm back at my shenanigans again #Post Epilogue ToA AU

275 notes · View notes

calturnstogold · 2 years

Text

meeting Luke in a coffee shop, him asking to sit at your table due to everywhere else being taken and you obliging. ending up talking for ages about everything and nothing, you being painfully oblivious to his career which is a nice change for him. exchanging numbers and meeting up for coffee every few weeks when he's in town, slowly becoming really close to each other. ending up getting together after a few months and having that coffee shop be 'your spot', having a bunch of your firsts there, making it really special for the both of you

#I want to have coffee with luke #5sos #5sos imagine #calum hood #5 seconds of summer #5sos blurb #ashton irwin #luke hemmings #michael clifford #luke blurb #coffee shop #luke headcanons #luke fluff

63 notes · View notes

violettduchess · 1 year

Text

A/N: Since I was not able to complete all the fic requests for the Fall Fluff Autumn Angst Content Creation Challenge, I thought I could still do the ones I had left as headcanons 🌟

Leon, Luke, Chevalier and Gilbert x reader

Word Count: 1756

Ikemen Prince Fall Fluff Headcanons 🍂

Leon - Warming Hands 🧤

You step through the terrace doors, buffeted by a playful autumn breeze. Your walk through the forest on the palace grounds with Clavis had been invigorating. Together you planned most of the activities for the Fall Festival. Between your creative ideas and his connections with different merchants and important townspeople, you had managed to figure out the nuts and bolts of how to get this celebration off the ground and you are feeling tremendously proud.

And tremendously cold. The woods had been much cooler than you had anticipated and your gloves, forgotten somewhere in the tumult of your bureau, would have been good to have along. The shallow pockets of your long, gray coat had done a passable job but you can still feel the chill wrapped around your fingers, tiny claws biting at your skin.

“There you are!” Leon smiles, tossing the folder of paperwork he had been carrying indifferently onto a table in passing, his focus only on you as he crosses the room on those long legs. One look at the ruddiness of your cheeks and the way your hands are clenched together tells him all he needs to know.

“You forgot your gloves again, didn’t you love?” Sheepishly you nod and he shakes his head affectionately, reaching out to take your hands in his. They engulf yours in warmth and you can’t help the small sigh that escapes you as he gently rubs your chilled skin.

“You know, those cheeks are also looking very rosy.” He leans down, peppering them both with kisses. You squirm in delight and he laughs, your hands still encased in his, his breath warm against you. “And your neck must be freezing! How reckless of you!”

“Leon! I’m wearing a scarf!” But your prince is undeterred as he pulls the scarf aside, burying his face in the side of your neck, his onslaught of kisses broken only by the sound of his warm laughter.

Luke - Cozy Sweater 🧶

His visits to town can take a long time, especially when he is meeting friends. You turn your attention back to your book, trying not to wonder when he will be back. You get through two paragraphs of which you actually only read a sentence or two before you get up, tossing the book haphazardly on the bed, and walk to the tall window, looking out at the cloudy, autumn night. No stars, only a sliver of moon. It’s cold and dark and you want Luke back so you can curl up in his arms where you feel warm and safe and cozy.

Your gaze travels around the bedroom and then stops on an oversized green chair in the corner. Hmm. He may not be here but…..

Crossing the room, you run your fingers over the pile of clothes he has decided must live on this chair and nowhere else. You rifle through them, only stopping when you come to the soft, olive green sweater toward the bottom. Luke loves this sweater and wears it often. He wouldn’t mind if you just-

The sweater is saved from the bottom of the clothes pile and then pulled over your head, not so much you wearing it as it wears you. The sleeves hang far past your hands and the hem falls somewhere mid-calf. It looks a bit silly, like a child playing dress up, but you close your eyes, wrapping your arms around yourself. Ah, it smells like him. The faint scent of woods and a sweet grace note of honey. It may not be his arms, but it feels pretty darn close.

A few hours later, when Luke walks through the bedroom door, he finds you curled up on his side of the bed, in his favorite sweater, fast asleep. The book you were reading has slipped to the floor from hands lax with sleep. His heart glows with tenderness at the sight and he takes a moment, a tall figure at the foot of the bed, to simply drink it in. Then he quietly sheds his clothing down to his lavender tunic and climbs onto the bed next to your sleeping form. He wraps his big body around yours, sheltering you in his arms, and joins you in sleep.

Chevalier - Pumpkins 🔪

The face isn’t quite right. You lean back, head tilted to one side as you examine your pumpkin. The mouth is lopsided, one eye is decidedly bigger than the other and you don’t know how but you have given him several noses.

“You said it would be frightening.” That voice. When did he show up? You turn around to face your husband who is standing behind you, one brow raised ever so slightly as he surveys the massacre of pumpkin parts you have spread out on the terrace table.

“It….kind of is?” You gesture toward the other pumpkins you carved, pointing the tip of the carving knife in their direction. “It’s better than those….er….practice pumpkins.” He snorts at the white lie that your previous attempts were practice and not you being horribly inept at carving.

You scowl at him and his stupid (ok attractive) little smirk. “It’s not that easy!”

Something flashes in the blue depths of his eyes. Amusement? A challenge? A scintillating combination of both? “Isn’t it though?” And then he is sitting next to you, the carving knife out of your hand and in his. Though an inanimate object, you swear it seems to be relieved to be held by someone else.

He reaches for one of the pumpkins that has been hollowed out but not yet cut and then shifts, turning his back so that you can’t see what he is doing. You cross your arms, the head shaking merely icing on the cake of your annoyance.

"You, your highness, have never carved a pumpkin in your life. I grew up doing this! It really isn’t as easy as it looks.” No answer. You sigh, turning to look up at the bright leaves overhead, the splashes of red and yellow against the clear blue of the autumn sky.

The bench creaks as Chevalier stands up in what feels like far too short a time for carving a pumpkin. “There.” You turn your body to look at what he has done and what you see……is not a surprise. In front of you is a pumpkin with an expertly carved evil face. The eyes are narrowed angrily, the menacing mouth open to reveal sharp, wickedly pointed teeth. He even managed to create a sloped brow and crooked nose.

You feel his hands squeeze you lightly when he places them on your shoulders, leaning down to press a kiss to your cheek. Turning his head, he whispers in your ear, his voice low and soft. “You can use it as a model example as you continue practicing.” You may not be able to see him, but you can feel the amusement in his words, the warm undercurrent of affection that is always for your ears alone.

As he turns away, his mouth curved in a self-satisfied smile, you flick a pumpkin seed at him and watch as it clings to the back of his white cloak, a tiny stowaway coated in orange pumpkin juice. And you find yourself grinning.

Gilbert - Cinnamon Kiss 💋

You know he is working, but you can’t help the way you excitedly throw open the heavy, carved doors of his study with one arm. “It’s here!”

At the sound of your voice, he sets aside the missive he was reading, a light smile gracing his lips. He has been working so hard lately and the sight of the pile of papers on his desk, the circles under his eyes, the tired slope of his shoulders, pulls at your heart, slowing your steps as you approach. You repeat yourself, this time less loudly. “It’s here.”

He reaches his arms out for you, pulling you onto his lap and sighs as he buries his face in your shoulder. His voice is muffled, almost small, when he speaks. “You’re here. What could be better?” You smile softly as you reach for his chin, your fingers gently tipping his head away from you. “This.”

You set the small, circular tin on his desk. It’s a beautiful deep red, decorated with golden stars and swirls. Gilbert looks curiously at it, shifting you slightly on his lap as he pushes a few papers out of the way. “Is this the package you’ve been waiting for? From Rhodolite?”

You nod, your eyes bright with anticipation. Leaving forward over the stronghold of his forearm, you carefully lift the lid of the tin. Immediately the scent of cinnamon fills the air and you can see by the way he smiles that he now knows what this is. “They arrived.”

Your favorite cookies from your favorite bakery. Not once have you ever regretted leaving Rhodolite for love of this man, but because of the tension between the two countries, traveling back and forth has become dangerous. Which makes this gift, a favor from Clavis, all the more special. Carefully, you reach inside and select a star-shaped cinnamon cookie from the tin. “Enjoy, Liebes,” he says warmly but you shake your head. “Not me. You. You get the first bite.” He cocks his head, gaze soft like morning mist as it caresses your face. “But–”

No buts allowed, you think as you simply press the cookie against his lips. He laughs quietly, catching the cookie before it can fall and then takes it into his mouth. You watch eagerly as he chews, tense with anticipation as you wait to hear his judgment.

“And? Isn’t it the best thing you have ever tasted?”

He licks his lips, tightening his arms around you, pulling you even closer against him. “It is certainly the best cookie I have ever eaten, ja.” Your smile burns away the exhaustion that has been haunting him all evening. “However…..”

“However?”

“HOWEVER”, he repeats with a slow grin, “it is not the best thing I have ever tasted.” And then he is so very close, his lips mere centimeters from yours, one hand wrapping itself around the nape of your neck. “That, Häschen, would be this.” And then his mouth is on yours, cool lips parting. He tastes like cinnamon and nutmeg and nighttime and magic. As you wrap your arms around his shoulders, as his hands grip you tightly, you decide he is right. This really is the most delicious taste in the world.

Tagging: @aquagirl1978 @atelieredux @alixennial @alexxavicry @queengiuliettafirstlady @rhodolitesroseforclavis @somekidnamedkai @ikemen-prince-writers-posts @bellerose-arcana @thewitchofbooks @ikehoe @redheadkittys @themysticalbeing @dear-mrs-otome @firestar-otomeobsessed @curious-skybunny @leotoru @ariamichel @kpop-and-otome @queen-dahlia @moonstruck-writing @scorchieart

242 notes · View notes