#luke's birthday

[hold-him-down]

Wait!!! What did Luke do for his birthday!?!! I want to celebrate him!! Did he make himself a cake!? Did Leo help?! Did flour and frosting get everywhere!? I must know 😍🥳

*gives Luke a leather bound journal with a fancy pen that just glides so smoothly over the paper and belated birthday card covered in glitter*

notes: june year one, so like 10 months in

✥ ✥ ✥ 

“It’s your birthday?” Leo asks, as Luke hangs up the phone. His mother has made something of a tradition out of a 5 am birthday phone call before work. He goes back to packing his lunch, and Leo watches him carefully.

“I try not to make a big deal of it,” Luke says. He pauses, turning to regard Leo. “But yeah, it is.”

Leo smiles, clearing his throat. “Well, happy birthday." He takes a breath before he speaks again; Luke can see him processing it, can see the words forming on his lips, and he waits. He would gladly wait forever, just to hear what Leo has to say. "Do you have a wish?”

Luke chooses his words carefully. “Nothing would make me happier than if you’d leave the house for a little bit while I’m at work. Go to the library, pick out a book." He watches Leo tense at the suggestion, but it's not too bad. "We can read it together tonight,” he adds.

Leo nods, but he's nervous. Of course he is.

“Only if it feels okay, okay?” Luke whispers. “Only if you’re comfortable. Bring your phone, if you do go. If you don’t, we can stop somewhere together to pick one out when I get home.”

Luke’s smile is encouraging and Leo nods again. “Okay,” he says, and Luke can't help but worry he pushed too hard, even if he kept it as light as he could.

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It takes him four hours to get the courage to go to leave the house. He cleans it first, top to bottom. He does the laundry, he makes and remakes his bed. He chooses his outfit, then chooses a new one. It’s not that he’s scared to leave the house. He just. He’ll do it. He’ll be fine.

He puts a few older library books into his backpack, and he gets the credit card. It’s heavy in his palm, but if he dwells on it, he’ll change his mind.

He puts on his headphones and he puts on a coat, even though it’s hot outside, and he spends his time tying his shoes, and he’s… he’s stalling, isn’t he? He double checks that he has the credit card, the phone, the key, even though he knows he has them all.

Leo takes a deep breath before he steps into the open air, and an even deeper one once he’s outside. He almost never leaves without Luke, and even less often since [the bad thing happened]. But it feels good, to be out here. He smiles, shoulders tight. It takes him a long time to step off the porch, but when he does, it feels like a weight has been lifted.

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“You cooked?” Luke asks, a smile bright and wide and so, so happy taking up permanent residence on his face. He couldn’t stop himself if he tried.

“If you can call it that,” Leo replies easily, teasing. He fills two bowls with boxed macaroni and cheese, two glasses with red wine, and takes his seat at the table. It’s Luke’s favorite, like all time favorite, but he has no idea how Leo knows. He doesn’t want to risk asking him, so instead, he pulls off his jacket and throws it over the table, unbuttons a few buttons around his neck, and takes his seat across from Leo.

They talk easily, about Leo’s day, about a documentary Leo watched, about an art exhibit Luke walked past on his lunch, about nothing at all. But it's everything.

#askgust #luke's birthday #he loved the gift and regrets not speaking about it but this happened instead #leo /can/ cook and cook well #incase that subtext was missing #he's offended at luke's love of boxed food

[ma1dita]

Congratulations on 23! not a book reader but I remember reading somewhere that there's a rule that boys and girls who aren't related ofc be alone in the cabins together. Imagine this rule got implemented bc of Luke and posideon! reader

MDNI

🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥

luke castellan x poseidon!reader

not sure if this was supposed to be a smut request but guys look what you've done to me this is all yalls fault

a/n: smut... a bit of godly desecration & blasphemy?...is this dark!luke? luke said fuck the gods literally...no dialogue...wrap before you tap bc they dont (luke castellan x poseidon!reader)

wc: 603

It had been raining at Camp Half-Blood for a whole month.

No amount of prayers from Cabin 7 nor Mr. D's control over the atmosphere of his camp could change this—and everyone was doing their hardest to figure out why.

You and Luke however, were having the time of your lives— with camp activities canceled due to the downpour, it gave you more time to bundle up under the covers and within each other's arms. It wasn't a secret per say, just something so natural between the both of you. Like crashing tides, he'd fall into your embrace over and over for as long as the gods would allow. But sometimes, he liked spiting them for the fun of it.

Your cabin was empty all the time anyway, no pesky siblings or unclaimed campers peering over the bunks and invading your personal space, because this is what this was between the both of you---personal and intimate. No one's business but your own.

In Cabin 3, you were his alone. And as much as he is Camp Half-Blood’s all-star camper, he thinks the gods owe him this much. He’s allowed to be selfish when it comes to you.

Luke could relish in the sound of your moans echoing off the marble walls, waves of pleasure extracted from you as he thrusts into your pussy, soaked and pulling him in deep. He marks you where only he can see, handprints on your hips, hickeys between your tits and thighs, and he licks your cheek like a fucking dog, just because he can.

His alone.

His cock pistons harder as he holds onto the plush of your tummy, hands grappling onto every expanse of skin he could touch—his, his, his, from the hair he's pulling on your head to the tips of your curled toes. The harder you shake underneath him, the wider he grins, reducing a daughter of the Big Three to nothing but a fucked out puddle of tears. 

Luke encourages you to be louder—deep down, he likes the idea of desecrating you in a place of honor. The Big Three were too pretentious to be parents, forbidden children given temples instead of homes to sleep in. It’s not his fault this place has too many platforms to christen. He supposes you both should try your father’s altar next.

Your eyes glaze over before you cum, and each time it reminds him of sparkling seafoam kissing the coast of the beach back home. It's his cue to throw your legs over his shoulders, diving into your mouth like you'd breathe oxygen into his lungs as he loses control and moans until your heart, like the rest of you feels full of him. He swirls your pretty pearl between his fingers, coaxing your orgasm out of you as naturally as he calls your name. 

Under the tears and drool, Luke agrees you’re your father’s daughter, soft and sopping wet, drenched in his domain. Anchoring himself between your hips, you let out a scream of Luke's name and he kisses you delicately as you both release—everything from your collarbones to your breasts to the skin behind your knee, he kisses all of it. 

His.

Luke could argue that the cum dripping out of your womb is his too, despite how eagerly he gives it to you each time. You didn’t even have to beg him this time.

It's what he loves about Cabin 3—it's his as much as it's yours, no clothes necessary. Until Mr. D comes barging in drenched to nine hells and floodwaters rising behind him with a personal threat from your father.

#jo's 23rd birthday bash ⋆｡°✩ #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan fanfic #luke castellan smut #percy jackon and the olympians

[stealingpotatoes]

lil merricaldemy comic + some new redesigns!!

(commission info // kofi support!)

#i went to all the effort of painting merrin only to decide 'yeah i like the hair ive been doing this whole time tbh' #also this is my way of announcing i started jedi survivor hiii (its on sale and i cba to wait for me birthday) #cal kestis #merrin #nightsister merrin #luke skywalker #star wars #my doods #outfit design #merricaldemy #jfo #jedi fallen order #jedi survivor #semirealism

[taigalikethetiger]

unfortunately i couldn’t post it yesterday because of personal reasons (that got luckily resolved) but here it is now🤗❤️ i hope you guys like it

#obey me! #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me #obey me satan #om! simeon #happy birthday simeon #obey me fanart #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me belphegor #obey me asmodeus #obey me simeon #obey me luficer #obey me beelzebub #obey me luke #obey me raphael #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #sheep mc

[kaylasficrecs]

luke castellan recs

scandalous | imagine, fluff | @indecisivemuch

someone gets hurt | imagine, flangst | @keerysfreckles

this is how i find out? | imagine, fluff | @gh0stsp1d3r

vice versa | drabble, fluff | @veryberryjelly

shells and secrets | imagine, fluff | @strawberries-and-summer-days

a place with you | imagine, flangst (more fluff) | @supercutszns

why not this one | imagine, angst | @gh0stsp1d3r

true colors | one shot, fluffy flangst | @supercutszns

sweatshirt | imagine, fluff | @chaussetteblanche

pretty (insufferable) boy | imagine, fluff | @daydreamingghosts

scary love | au, two shot, fluff | @kestisvrse

sister's keeper | series | @targaryenluvs

the messenger sneaks his kisses | drabble, fluff | @angelltheninth

something out of my dreams | imagine, fluff | @celesterayel

always an angel, never a god | imagine, flangst (comfort!) | @cobrakaisb

thunderstruck! | one shot, fluff | @targaryenluvs

lovesick & lovelorn | one shot, fluff | @indecisivemuch

titles | one shot, fluff | @indecisivemuch

luke being all giggly | drabble, fluff | @murdrdocs

comfortable burrowing | drabble, fluff | @gay-dorito-dust

a rose and her thorns | one shot, fluff | @atlabeth

lavender roses | one shot, fluff | @breadbrobin

betrayals embrace | imagine, angst | @gracieeegleegal

cupids in converse | one shot, fluff | @indecisivemuch

ghost in the wind | imagine, angst | @amoreva

apples | one shot, fluff | @indecisivemuch

geyser | two shot, angst | @atlabeth

always gonna protect you | drabble, fluff | @veryberryjelly

wasted no time | imagine, soft fluff | @veryberryjelly

treat me like a fool | drabble, fluff | @moneyndior

offspring garden | imagine, fluff | @kaciebello

sky | imagine, fluff | @gh0stsp1d3r

"you weren't supposed to find out this way" | imagine, angst | @cupid3clipse

i promise, angel | imagine, fluff | @sovksluv

call it what you want | imagine, fluff | @breadbrobin

scars | imagine, fluffy flangst | @gh0stsp1d3r

you don't know me | au, imagine, flangst (more fluff) | @kestisvrse

goddess | imagine, flangst (more angst) | @livlaughloveluke

true luck's kiss | imagine, fluff | @atlabeth

even at our worst, we know we'll still be okay | series | @fawnindawn

#happy late birthday to me #this one is very self-indulgent #luke castellan x reader #masterlist #fic recs #pjo

[boxbusiness]

Happy Birthday Pupper~

#obey me #comic #happy birthday luke #fanart #mc

[khickuwa]

the sillies all year round...

#i'm gonna steal luke's puzzle illustration style #i need more nxx boys being silly... oh the sillies... #i like to think that they celebrate each other birthdays together #god hyv pls #let them be silly together #nxx found family real... #art #artist #fanart #illustration #illust #luke pearce #marius von hagen #vyn richter #artem wing #rosa #tears of themis #sketch #tears of themis fanart #digital art #comic

[starry-hughes]

My teammates get annoyed because I talk about you so much.” with Lukey! I imagine hearing this from Curtis and John lol

star’s birthday party

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luke had yet to introduce you to the team. of course you had met jack, but you hadn’t met anyone else. it wasn’t that you didn’t want to meet them or that luke was hiding you, it was just that nothing ever lined up perfectly.

the running joke in the locker room was that you didn’t exist. the photo of you and luke in his locker stall was the only one he had ever shown them and the only one on social media. every time there was an event, you were either sick or out of town for work.

luke was talking about the plans for the summer. talking about how you were going home with him to michigan and to watch him play in worlds.

“do you ever shut up about this girl?” john teased. “i bet she doesn’t even exist. what’s that saying? goes to another school? is from canada?” curtis continued.

“ha. funny. jack tell them.”

“she was at the apartment two nights ago i think but i didn’t see her,” jack said. “sounds like a lie to me,” john patted luke on the shoulder. “its okay buddy, you’ll find someone one day.”

luke never stopped his rambling about you but his teammates still had yet to meet you or come to terms with the possibility that you were in fact a real person who was really dating luke.

it was the last game of the year and you weren’t going to go but something cleared off your schedule and you got to go to the game. luke was finally ready to show you off.

the game ended with the devils losing but he didn’t care. “she’s real. you’ll see soon,” luke said as he changed. “sure bud,” john and curtis both teased him.

when all the players were leaving to meet their families, luke scanned the room for you and for a second his heart dropped when he didn’t see you. curtis was ready to chirp him but then you entered, looking slightly frazzled.

“i took a wrong turn and got twisted around,” you said as luke quickly approached you. you were taken aback when he kissed you. “oh hi to you too.”

“guys, this is my girlfriend, (y/n),” luke finally got to introduce you. “he’s not paying you for this or anything right?” john asked. “no?” you furrowed your eyebrows together. “my teammates get annoyed because i talk about you so much. and they thought you were fake.”

“in our defense, we only have ever seen one photo of you and you always have to cancel last minute!” curtis defended. “oh god is it that stupid grainy photo of us on the boat last summer?”

“i love that photo of us,” luke pouted.

#luke hughes blurb #star’s birthday bash

[nocreativityfornames]

MC: Me and Sat just saw Mammon racing down the halls carrying Luke on his back, what's going on?

Simeon: Oh, yes... *chuckles* Apparently Mammon didn't have enough money to buy Luke a birthday gift, so he offered to carry him around anywhere he wanted for the whole day.

Satan: Oh.

Solomon: Luke was embarrassed to accept it at first, but now he's having a blast bossing Mammon around and having him carry him to all sort of different places. It's adorable, haha.

Satan: Pff, I guess that explains why Mammon looked so dead when we saw them. He must tired from all the running around.

MC: *gasp* I have an idea!

Simeon: Oh?

MC: Sat, carry me!

Satan: What? Why??

MC: So we can go and challenge them to a race!

Satan: Wh, what are you? A child?!

MC: Come on, it'll be fun!

Satan: I'm not going to carry you around the school just so you can participate in some stupid and childish game, MC. That's something only an idiot would do.

MC: Damn it...

Solomon: ✋ I'll do it. I'll be the idiot.

Satan: What-

MC: Yessss!!

#happy birthday to our tiny chaotic angel 🎉 #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #omswd #omnb #obey me mc #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me satan #obey me luke #obey me mammon #birthday special ⁠♡ #silliness overload ⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+ #☙ no creativity for names ✾

[pbandjeveryday]

Thinking about how on Leia’s childhood birthdays, Alderaanian holonet channels would be broadcasting Empire Day specials all day long. Thinking about how Bail would turn it off and they would celebrate her day with an abundance of presents and desserts and Leia would feel like the happiest little princess in the galaxy, but she would always associate that day with the Imperial March.

Thinking about how on Luke’s childhood birthdays, Aunt Beru would make him a simple birthday cake and Uncle Owen would give him the day off of chores. Thinking about how Luke didn’t even know it was Empire Day until the year that Owen took him to Tosche station and someone said something about it, and how he didn’t really associate his birthday with Empire Day until Imperial presence on Tatooine began to increase.

Thinking about how on Ezra’s childhood birthdays, he had to watch the people who took his parents away marching down the Capital City streets to applause and cheers. Thinking about how the only birthdays he could remember were filled with misery and anger until he turned fifteen on the Ghost, and how even though his birthdays got happier with his new family, he always associated that day with pain and fear.

Thinking about how much their adopted families meant to each one of them on their birthdays, and how hard it must have been once those families were torn away from them.

Thinking about how much destruction and pain the Empire caused in all three of their lives, from the very day they each drew their first breaths.

#star wars #luke skywalker #leia organa #ezra bridger #luke and leia #star wars rebels #star wars original trilogy #the empire star wars #empire day #bail organa #breha organa #princess leia #character birthday #the ghost crew #alderaan #tatooine #lothal

[demigods-posts]

i just thinks it's neat that luke's whole shtick is targeting demigods whose faith in the gods and their environment are weakening. and one of the last people he visits before he turns is annabeth.

#can you imagine the anguish this girl must have been in #living amongst her mortal family and never feeling like she was a part of it #falling in love with a boy who she believes is destined to die on his sixteenth birthday #but he's spending the year avoiding her and everything godly #and the only two people who have atood by her are either immortal or about to be overtaken by an evil titan lord #and then luke shows up at her doorstep with a faded promise to be everything she's ever wanteda #and she has to swallow her pride and say no #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo text post #pjo #pjo headcanon #annabeth chase #frederick chase #thalia grace #luke castellan #percy jackson #annabeth chase headcanon #annabeth chase angst

[cosmicstarlatte]

Demon: Barbatos? Barbatos is that you!? & MC!?

MC: Stabby Sammy!!! Hey!!!

Barbatos: Oh good afternoon Stabby Sammy, a pleasure seeing you out & about.

Stabby Sammy: About time right!? Oh well I gotta run, have a good day both of you!

Barbatos: You as well.

Simeon: Stabby Sammy?

Barbatos: We met in jail

Luke: Jail!?

#Kinda related to the last post lol #obey me #obey me barbatos #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #obey me scenarios #obey me crack #obey me shitpost #obey me humor #obey me shall we date #obey me mc #om! mc enzo content #◇˖・ﾟ— › cosmic obey me . ⊹ #happy birthday barbatos 2023 #obey me simeon #obey me luke

[ma1dita]

its 10pm again.... 😈😈

rivals with benefits Luke who makes everything a competition. even in bed. 😼

IM ALSO SO SORRY FOR FLOODING UR INBOX

MDNI

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a/n: liv we're boxing because i literally could not rest until i got this right,,,, smut. public sex. wrap before you tap. creampie. all the nasty things. fuck man...

wc: 968

“That’s a point for me,” Luke says with a menacing grin. The both of you are soaked to the bone after paddling across Canoe Lake to see who could make it to the other end the fastest, and as you gasp for air while holding onto the wood post of the pier, you can’t help but somehow be convinced that he cheated.

“You’re built like a frog with those long legs of yours, how the fuck was I supposed to win?”

Daybreak spreads slowly across Camp Half-Blood, sunlight kissing where the sky meets the water and Luke thinks he wants to kiss you. Knows it, actually—deep down to his bones that the line between hatred and love must be lust.

He swims closer to you like a predator creeping toward his prey, wet curls stuck to his forehead as he admires how hard you’re breathing. You’re right there, and since you like to make a competition of everything from capture the flag strategies to how many campers you both can get to screech at nightly sing-a-longs, he thinks he has an offer you won’t be able to resist. Luke’s hands glide under your shirt as the both of you tread water, still fighting for dominance even when it comes to who takes up the most space to stay afloat. You lick your lips, fingers tugging at his camp necklace as you look at him curiously and raise an eyebrow.

“I’ve got an idea…”

“I’ll start my prayers,” you smirk, before seeing the hot burning want in his gaze. You can feel it in his fingers as they brush the underside of your breasts, nipples stiff in the frigid water. Shaking your head, a nervous giggle leaves you as your arms circle his neck, bodies separated by your thin, sopping nightshirt. If he touches the rest of you, he’ll find other parts that are wet too, warm enough to brave the chill of the morning breeze that settles upon your shoulders.

“The nymphs might see…” you whisper, even though the both of you know not a single soul is awake right now but time is running out like sand in an hourglass.

“You backing down?”

The kiss you press into his open mouth is a clear enough answer—tongues sliding and spearing against each other, hot and angry and bruising. It’s a fair shot, not knowing who’s going to come out on top.

—

“Oh, gods, please!”

Your hands and knees are scraping in the rocks and sand of the shoreline underneath the pier as Luke pistons into you at an alarming rate, each thrust a blow to your senses. He watches your head bob up towards the sky almost in reverent prayer and he’s grinning, continually sinking into your warmth while the rest of him shudders from the cold. Luke’s cock works inside your slick hole instead of against it, and he laughs at the irony of you finally letting him have his way. Your fingernails dig into the coarse beach, grains of sand making their way through every crevice as he fills your pulsing one with glee.

“Fucking knew you’d behave…” he grunts, one hand pulling at the thin cloth around your waist and the other holds onto your stomach so he can feel himself bludgeon you from the inside. “Can’t fight back when you’re getting your brains fucked out, hmm?” 

He watches your pretty tits swing from the stretched out opening of your soggy shirt as you choke out a sob of pleasure.

“Yes…f-fuck Luke,” you whine, reaching back to ease your hand against his abdomen but he pulls it behind your back to use as a better hold on you. Luke puts two of his fingers in your mouth and they prod at the skin of your cheek, spit dripping around the digits.

Despite the intrusion, you’re groaning loud enough over the icy smacks against your skin that for a moment he thinks it might actually wake the forest nymphs, but then he’s distracted by your pussy pushing and pulling him as his hips clap against your ass, leaving them raw for days to come. Light waves crash against the shore with your movements, splashing against your knees and you’re giggling at him with a dazed grin as you push your hips back harder against his thrusts, overpowering his control over you. 

He swallows thickly, groaning through the building sensation in his stomach as you rock back onto his cock faster and with the purpose of taking him down and winning. The both of you work in tandem as you writhe against each other in a battle to reach the end, unsure of if you’re with him or against him but gods, it feels so fucking good being under him.

“M’so close…Don’t fucking stop,” you shudder, and Luke shuts his eyes hard and takes a deep breath. Even if all 12 Olympians came down right now to smite him he wouldn’t be able to pull out. 

So he doesn’t. 

He couldn’t even if he tried—he cums so hard, his front meeting your back as you fall into the sand with a muffled yelp and he’s pumping thick rods of his release into your pussy. You shiver under him slightly until you realize your belly is warm from his efforts.

“That’s gotta be like 5 or 10 points,” Luke pants, nipping at your shoulder before he sits up. You’re laying there, ass up and motionless so he slaps a cheek before you start laughing.

“For me. At least you came,” you drone, having been on the brink of an orgasm.

He couldn’t argue with that. So he flips you onto your back and eats you out (sand and slick and all) until he’s ready again and by the time the morning bell rings, you’ve both lost track of who’s won your so-called competition.

#jo's 23rd birthday bash ⋆｡°✩ #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan smut #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo x reader #made by ma1dita ♥︎

[misschino]

Mark Estapa and Ethan Edwards via Umich ig

#nhl #hockey #mark estapa #ethan edwards #umich boys #umich #umich hockey #michigan wolverines #rutger mcgroarty #dylan duke #tyler duke #happy birthday mark #luca fantilli #adam fantilli #luke hughes

[gh0stcakez]

He’s going to get the milk !!!!

I love them so much I want to give them a big hug

#obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #sillies #obey me nightbringer #obey me simeon #obey me luke #simeon supremacy #om! simeon #happy birthday simeon #simeon #luke #angst

[hearts4hughes]

sweet nothing | luke hughes

nora’s birthday celly | luke hughes x fem! reader

a/n: this is the first official writing for my birthday celly! it took me forever to write because i suffered from a lot of writers block 😔. but here it is (finally)!! sweet nothing is my favorite song from midnights. it holds such a special place in my heart. it’s so effortlessly beautiful and breathtaking at the same time, so i hope this lived up to the expectations 🫶🏻🫶🏻

luke couldn’t escape the headlines. everywhere he looked he was being blamed for the devils’ playoff performance. he didn’t understand it. everyone on the team reassured him- including you- that he did great considering he’s straight out of college. luke, himself, thought he did good; however, the lingering feeling of doubt and guilt stained his mind like permanent marker.

he sighed, shoving his phone into his pocket and exiting his car.

when he entered the shared apartment, he was met with the sight of you in the kitchen. you were swaying back and forth, humming to the taylor swift song that played quietly in the background. a wave of comfort immediately washed over the boy.

luke didn’t believe in love at first sight until he met you. the second you wandered over to the bar counter, asking for a shirley temple with extra cherries, he knew he had to get your number. you were skeptical at first. of course you knew who he was- every sane person in new jersey knew the devils’ roster by heart- however, the heavy feeling that you were just going to be another notch on his belt, held you back. after getting swept up in conversation with the hockey player, you caved in and gave him your number, sending him a text to confirm everything. he texted you all week and you soon fell victim to his infectious charm.

“hi, baby!” you beamed as your boyfriend removed his shoes and hung his keys on the key rack. he smiled, already feeling calmer in your presence.

“hi, my love.” his voice was soft as velvet while he walked up behind you, snaking his arms around your waist and hugging you. with your back pressed against his chest and your scent filling his senses, all his problems ceased to exist.

you giggled as his head fell into the crook of your neck, placing soft kissing on your sensitive spots. “how was work, babe?”

he paused, pulling away from you and leaning back against the marble counter, “hm, fine.” his eyes glued to the floor, a telltale sign that he was bottling up his emotions, tucking it away into the back of his mind, and hoping you don’t notice. except you did notice. you saw right through luke.

it’s not that he didn’t trust you. god, you were one of the only people he trusted. it’s just that he didn’t want to burden you, knowing you, as well, shared a stressful career.

“did something happen?” you asked, your hand reaching up to rub up and down his arm. he continued to stare at the floor, his words getting caught in his throat.

“nothing happen, i just said it was fine.” he snapped, pushing himself off the counter and walking into the living room.

sensing his turmoil, you gently followed him into the living room. you placed a reassuring hand on his arm, turning him to face you. “baby,” you cooed, tears of frustration brimming in his eyes.

“you want to know what’s making me so fucking upset?” he spat, tossing his phone at you. catching the device, your heart sank into your stomach. the screen illuminated an article with the title, ‘luke hughes - the real cause of the devils’ demise’. “oh and if that one doesn’t do it for you, you can just search my name on twitter. there’s plenty more.”

instead of responding, you placed his phone down and brought him into a comforting hug. “it’s ok, lu. i’m here for you.” your voice was soft and soothing. he clung to you, his grip tight.

as he nestled against you, the weight of his frustrations spilled out in quiet sobs. you held him, your fingers tracing soothing patterns on his back.

"i know it's hard," you murmured, your lips brushing against his forehead. "but it wasn’t your fault. the team does everything together, including loosing. those comments and headlines are just words, they don’t define you.”

he sniffled, his arms loosening their hold slightly. “i just wanted to prove myself, you know? i wanted to show everyone that i belong on that ice."

"and you will," you affirmed. "lukey, you've already shown your talent and dedication. you’ve got an entire team behind you, including me, who believe in you."

he pulled back slightly, his teary eyes meeting yours. the vulnerability in his gaze was heartbreaking. "i don't know what i’d do without you," he admitted, his voice raw with emotion.

you smiled gently, cupping his cheek. "you don't have to go through this alone. we’re a team, baby."

he leaned into your touch, his lips pressing softly against your palm. "i’m sorry for snapping earlier," he whispered, his voice laced with regret.

"it’s okay," you assured him, your thumb brushing away a stray tear from his cheek. "you don't have to apologize for feeling frustrated. just promise me you'll always come to me, even when it's tough."

he nodded, his expression a mix of gratitude and relief. "i promise."

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