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thriftingfreak · 1 month
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Is it casual now?
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Pairing: Luke x Reader
Warnings: Illusions to sex
Summary: You’re supposed to be friends with benefits but someone caught feelings. Based on Casual by Chappell Roan.
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“I love you but you’re a loser” Clarisse said, shaking her head at you.
“I know I’m stupid” You looked down, picking at your fingers. The shame rose in your chest. How could you let this drag on for so long?
You couldn’t get away from him. Hanging around even though rumors hung even higher in the air. It was sickening really how you let him walk all over you like a welcome mat. But you’ve known him for so long and his mom loves you.
It was easy to fall back and remember where it all started, how soft his lips felt when they first touched yours.
“Baby, no attachment” Luke had whispered in your ear. He’d go on to kiss your forehead and then your ear and go down. All the way.
Yet it never was casual. Not for you, at least.
Your eyes always managed to meet from across the field and nothing ever could settle the feeling in your heart.
Always waiting one step behind him, longing.
Your heart ached for more, more of him. More of you.
A note found itself slipped in your backpack. You met Luke in the Hermes cabin that night when every camper had been gone at a campfire event.
“We can’t stay here for too long, Chris and Betty will be wondering where I went.”
Your heart jolted at hearing about the girl Luke had been seeing. A daughter of Aphrodite, she was everything you were not.
But all you did was nod and move in closer. Your body heat stuck to his while you two did what you always did.
And after it was all over he would kiss your forehead before putting his clothes back on and leaving. Just like every other time.
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“You know, there have been some, uh rumors going around” Lily, Luke’s half sister, turned to you.
The fire crackled and you looked up to meet her gaze.
“What kind of rumors?”
She sighed and reached out to grab your hand, “Some campers have been saying that you and Luke are dating.” You could feel your heart start to pound.
“I-“
“But he said that all you two had done was sleep together.”
The pounding in your heart sank, “What?” you whispered.
Of course you were just some girl Luke was banging. That’s all you would ever be.
Even after the rumors and whispers and what Luke had said, you still fell asleep that night dreaming of living with Luke in some shitty apartment. You could water the flowers and make breakfast in the morning but none of it mattered.
Yet the next time during capture the flag, he found you in the woods.
“Hey” He grinned.
“Hi” You brushed past him, desperate to get away.
“Woah girlie, what’s wrong?” He grabbed your hand.
The anger rose in your chest.
Shaking him off you snapped at him, “I’m just some girl you bang? Or is that what you told Chris and Lily?”
A dumbfounded look crossed his face, “Why are you upset? You know I wanted something casual.”
You have never felt more stupid in your life. It was you who agreed to be casual. It was you who followed him around like a love sick puppy dog. It was you who left your favorite bra among his things. Because maybe if he saw it, he would want you as something more.
“I guess I thought I meant more to you” You shook your head. The leaves crunched beneath your shoes as you walked away. It was a beautiful day but you couldn’t enjoy it with the ringing in your ears.
“We’re not together!” He shouted.
Tears brimmed your eyes as you whipped around at him, “Go to hell.” You were done holding your tounge trying to act cool.
It seemed as if your fate was always to catch his eye from across the room even after your quarrel. It was the one thing that would never go away.
It didn’t matter how many times you stained your pillow with tears or sobbed to Clarisse about how much you liked him.
No amount of space would make him want a relationship with you. He wouldn’t scream from the rooftops about how he loved you. He’d bounce around whether it be Betty or the next girl.
You never did get your favorite bra back.
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thriftingfreak · 2 months
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Safe Haven
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Pairing: Luke Castellan x Reader
Summary: A day in the late sun never hurt anyone.
Warnings: None! Just fluff and reader pining after Lukey Pookie.
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You felt the sun blazing above you, as you laid in the tall grass. Trees billowed from above and birds chirped. The warmth drew you in. It was a sweet Sunday afternoon and for once, life didn’t feel so impossible.
“Care if I join?” The sun immediately was blocked by a shadowy figure that peered over you. You opened your eyes and smiled.
“Of course you can join me Luke.”
He plopped down next to you, stretching his arms out in the grass. You both quietly understood each other but it helped knowing each other since you were 12.
You peered over at your best friend and felt your heart twinge. Luke’s eyes were closed and the breeze blew between his eyelashes and black curls. Your eyes traced the outline of his scar.
He must of felt your eyes on him because he slowly reached his fingers over, grasping your hand.
The smallest laugh escaped your lips and the war in your stomach couldn’t be halted.
“Long day?” you asked him.
“Extremely long day, Clarisse and I sparred for three hours” Luke physically grimaced at the memory.
You rolled over to face him, “Why were you sparring with Clarisse?”
Luke sighed and sat up, “She wants to be better at her swordsmanship. Which I don’t understand, she always wins anyway out of fear.”
“Maybe you and I should spar sometime” You giggled. You knew the best swordsman at camp would easily beat you but that didn’t mean you couldn’t try.
He unhooked your hand from his and started tickling you. You squealed, thrashing around trying to escape the Gods favorite son of Hermes.
The two of you rolled around the in the grass until Luke ended up on top of you, his breath hot on your face. Your mind flashed to the scene from Star Wars: Episode II when Anakin and Padme rolled around in the fields of Naboo. You couldn’t stand to look him in the eye or you think you’d burst into flames. So you focused on the necklace hanging from his neck and the countless camp beads he had acquired. You counted the five before your eyes darted to how the bright orange shirt stuck to his body, drenched in sweat.
Moments felt like ages as he hung over you. Building up the courage, you finally looked him in his eyes and almost immediately the boy smiled at you.
“Have you seen Star Wars?” you asked.
Luke nodded slowly, one eye brow raised, “Are you saying I’m Anakin?”
“Well technically you’re Padme since you’re above me.”
Luke paused for a moment and leaned down close to your face.
“I haven’t seen Star Wars in a long time. Did this happen in it too?”
Before you could blink, Luke got as close as he possibly could and your breath hitched. The pounding in your chest increased as he tilt his head to the side. His lips pressed to yours slowly and you knew these lips would be your safe haven. Luke’s lips were dry after a long day but it would never be a problem to you. Everyone says that when you kiss someone you’re in love with, it feels like fireworks or an explosion but for you it was like soft rain in the middle of July. He tasted like your favorite color and for once in your life you felt like you were in another universe. It was unexplainable and dare you say perfect. Demigods never had room for perfection.
Even with all the monsters in the universe hunting you two down, you two would be exactly like soft rain in July.
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thriftingfreak · 2 months
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hi! i’m bee, i am an avid fan fiction reader for so many fandoms that i cannot keep count. i’m also an english major if that helps. i hope everyone enjoys!
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