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BLACK IS THE COLOR OR ELEGANCE - Charlie Bushnell smau
- in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student.
Tags: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes
Author’s note: rather short but I’m trying to get back on track! The trip to Paris completely shook me so now I’m just trying to get back into my normal routine <3
part six | part eight
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Charlie🩷
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Twitter is blowing up
I know
you think we messed up?
Like they didn’t know already
I mean
Did you see us in the bts??
It’s obvious you r obsessed with me 😎
Charlie 😐
ok I’ll stop
But just so you sleep tonight
I don’t care if twitter explodes
At one point they’ll have to know
We’re a couple, right?
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TWITTER
User829: is it just me or have y/n and Charlie been suspiciously inactive lately?
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bell4donn4 · 16 days
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Just wanted to pop in and say that I’m not dead! I’m currently in Paris rn so this is why I’m not posting. I’ll write something as soon as I come back <3
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bell4donn4 · 20 days
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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE - Charlie Bushnell smau
-in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student.
TAGS: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes
part five | part seven
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y/ninstagram: unfortunately back home
Dior.n.goodjohn: so cute omg I’m melting
-> y/ninstagram cmon now 🙄
Walker.scobell: I need a pic of what’s inside the Pandora bag
-> y/ninstagram sure thing girly pop 🥰🤞
User2803: UHM HELLO???
User2903: THE PANDORA BAGS??? THE LAST PIC???
-> user839: IM LITERALLY GOING INSANE RN
-> user: SAMEEE
User2920: W H A T
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(Meanwhile on Twitter)
User2904: guys i think it’s happening
User90: idfk #send help
User0909: at this point I truly believe it’s basically official, Charlie and Y/n are together and y’all twelve yo need to understand that xoxo
User3829: OK YALL BUT WHAT IF ITS NOT CHARLIE???
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User: I don’t even want to think abt that option
User: TOLD YALL THEY HAD A THING
User727: literally everybody knew
User828: knew it from the start 🤞🤞
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you received a message from: Charlie🩷
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bell4donn4 · 22 days
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Getaway truck | a western road trip with Luke Castellan
Tags: established relationship,Luke and reader are basically the mom and dad of chb, reader’s godly parent is not specified.
Author’s note: tbh I’ve been lowkey obsessed w western Americana and road trips. I wanted this to be longer but whatever
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The humid wind coming from the rolled down window gently messed up your hair.
You sat quietly on the passenger seat of the washed out green truck you and Luke rented. It must have been a Ford 1967, or some other kind of vintage model.
You couldn’t tell, and honestly, you didn’t bother to anyways, too busy looking out of the window admiring the desertic surroundings; sipping on your coca-cola.
<<you smudged your lipstick>> he glanced at you, taking his eyes off the road to send you a lopsided smile. One of his big and rough hands rested on your bare thigh, exposed by your jeans shorts.
It was mid summer, almost autumn time, yet the western country side never failed to drain you out with its scorching weather.
<<did I?>> you pulled down the visor, inspecting yourself in the small mirror; but you could tell he was right by the red stain on the metal can.
<<oh yeah, I did>>
Luke laughed lowly while he took a turn to the left, hand strong and firm on the steering wheel. You admired him in silence, a sort of pride filling your ego as you looked at your boyfriend.
That day, he wore a white linen shirt, which he (purposely) left unbuttoned on the chest, making his Hermes dog-tag visible. A pair of sunglass used to sit in the bridge of his nose, but were now long forgotten on the dashboard. It felt weird to see him without the bright orange shirt.
This little getaway from camp was going more than lovely. Finally free from all the responsibilities you both had to take on. You couldn’t even imagine how the camp must have looked like in that moment, with both of the two head counsolers gone.
<<do you think they set the cabins on fire?>>
<<for how long have we been away?>> Luke said
<< half a day?>> you nodded
<<yeah then, the woods are probably already burning as well. Along with the cabins and all>>
he hummed in approval at his own answer, earning a giggle from you.
He caressed your thigh with his thumb.
<<im joking, I’m sure the kids will be alright>>
<<you sound like an old dad>>
He shrugged his shoulders, grinning; but just as it started, the conversation slowly died down.
In the background of your comfortable silence, a low melody coming from the radio filled your ear.
With Luke, you didn’t need to talk. No many words need to be spoken with a man like him. You have been together enough to understand each other in silence. Plus— that should’ve been a sort of vacation from the chaos of camp.
So you preferred not to add anything else, simply allowing the worries to occupy the back of your mind.
You turned the music up as Molly Parton started playing.
You enjoyed the song, humming along the robotic notes coming from the radio.
Fortunately, by the time you arrived at your destination— a lake far far away from the one you had to see everyday— the worries were all gone. Replaced by that fuzzy feeling that only being with Luke could give you.
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bell4donn4 · 23 days
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I just finished changing all of pics on my posts now my posts are decently aesthetic 😭🙏
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bell4donn4 · 23 days
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Strawberry ice-cream | the summer in which Luke Castellan fell in love *ੈ♡⸝
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In May, when you first arrived at camp, it was obvious to everyone that you didn’t like the place at all. Usually, campers would finally find bit of peace in that lost spot, far from the normal life and the judging mortals. But that wasn’t the case for you, you didn’t like living there.
The only “joy” you had, was the guy who you were assigned to. Luke Castellan, the counsoler of the Hermes’s cabin. The problem was, that he wasn’t a joy to be around at all, or at least that’s what people said. He wasn’t like that with you- okay, maybe at first he was ruder and more distant, but you brushed it off as shyness.
Chris, another guy from the Hermes’s cabin, explained he didn’t used to be like until he went off to some sort of mysterious quest you weren’t allowed to know anything about. But nonetheless, other than being a bit quiet, he wasn’t mean or bad to you at all, so you brushed Chris’s words off as well.
Quick weeks went by and it was already June, and all you did was follow Luke Castellan around. All of the other counsolers tried their best to integrate you inside of the camp’s community, but without much results. It’s just seems as you couldn’t enjoy anyone’s company.
You were quick to get sad, and it took a lot to even get you to open your mouth. It wasn’t that you were wary, just irreparably miserable.
Once again, the only light you had, was Luke. He was the only one who seemed to get you, and eventually everyone just gave up on you, leaving the burden to the guy. after all, this was the first time he took on a new camper ever since the quest.
You didn’t necessarily despised the camp, or the activities, Luke figured, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to like them either. Luke would often see you around camp, pouty, and lost in thoughts. Even when you had a training session with him, you still sighed and huffed everytime you got disarmed. Luke knew not to go hard on you, to be gentler than he normally would, yet it didn’t seem to help your case.
You liked lacy tops, and pearly white satin. Even while being in the Aphrodite’s cabin, it still seemed like you couldn’t fit in. You always looked helpless.
He tried his best to help you out, and his (only) friend would often tease him about how close the two of you were, the way you would follow him around like a lost puppy, and refuse to get a hand by anyone else.
Whenever Luke couldn’t be with you— to train you or to force you to participate in the camp’s activities— you would always find ways to disappear, so that Clarisse (another camp counsoler) couldn’t get you. You would disappear in thin air, and Luke would then have to come and find you in the most unthinkable places.
And for some reason, when he was able to find you— you were always snacking on a pink creamed cone; your signature strawberry ice cream, the one that matched your shiny lipgloss.
<<y/n- they’re looking for you. Cmon, let’s get out>>
<<but I don’t want to>>
And sometimes, he would let you stay hidden. Sitting beside you without letting a word out. He figured you liked the silence. And he did too.
Also, those were the only times in which you look the little bit happier; when you could sneak away and retire in a peaceful snack time. And he liked to see you happy, so he’d just go back to the others (after a good while tho) and tell them he couldn’t find you.
But by July, his friend noticed his weird acts. And Luke couldn’t hear the end of his big mouth.
<<you need to court her>> or <<you like her so much it’s embarrassing>> or even <<if you don’t make her understand your feelings, someone else will steal her from you>>
And he was right, but Luke thought you were just way too sweet for him.
So sweet you could give cavities. While he was all broody and moody. Mad and slightly rude to people who didn’t know him before the infamous quest.
Not to mention the way you we’re basically the only person he was nice to, and he personally thought that was enough of a give away; so much of a give away that he often would slap himself at his own awkwardness. but Chris reminded him that you didn’t even know how he acted with other people, since he tried so hard to be nice to you and in front of you. So how could you possibly know?
Luke would simply just shrug his shoulders every time, because he just couldn’t bring himself to get any closer. Maybe because he was scared, or maybe because he didn’t think he was worthy of it.
Nonetheless, you were completely unaware, because if you knew about the boy’s feeling, you definitely would want to spend anymore time with him, but that definitely wasn’t the case, since you always begged for him to be with you, to hang with you and to spend time together.
He would get all red and giddy whenever you looked up to him with your doe eyes, asking him to spend more time with you. Sometimes he would find excuses not to, or other times he would simply agree, and stay silent for most of the time, scared to say something wrong and ruin everything. But you liked it anyways; actually, you loved to talk and loved even more to he listened.
You would spend hours talking to Luke about your newly bought cowboy boots, or whatever vintage find you got from the thrift store in the nearest town. You liked to drink Coca Cola, he learned, and your second favorite sweet treat after strawberry ice-cream were candies, the sugared ones.
You also loved road trips and country songs.
He learned all of these things in silence, simply nodding as you chatted with yourself.
He did find himself repeating all those information to Chris, later in the days when the camp was silent and the two friends could share a quieter moment.
Chris gave up on him at one point, letting his girlfriend’s best friend, Silena from the Aphrodite’s cabin, handle the situation.
But not even Silena seemed to be able to talk to you. You only had eyes (and words) to spar for Luke. Almost refusing anyone’s else company.
Silena clearly told Chris and Clarisse that there wasn’t much she could do. You seemed head over heels for him already. He just needed to understand that.
But Luke was blinded by his insecurities, and by his lack of self-esteem.
Even tho, his ego skyrocket the one time in which you drunkly traced his scar, smiling up like an idiot, and muttering a “you’re so pretty” that only him and the near forest nymph could hear.
But that was a story Luke kept to himself.
Chris eventually figured his friend would have to do something at one point, specifically by the end of summer.
And indeed, by August, Luke couldn’t even sleep anymore at the thought of you leaving camp. He wouldn’t have been able to see you for almost 8 months! That was way too much time.
Everyone noticed the change in his manners, the way he was always so nervous and on the edge of a panic, even you.
<<whats wrong Luke?>>
<<nothing to worry about, just stupid thoughts>>
You light up at his crooked and shy smile. If only you knew.
A week or two before the last day of camp, Chris threatened to push him off of a cliff if he didn’t ask you to stay, but for Luke asking you if you even considered staying was already too much, let alone asking you to stay. And for what even? Luke already knew how much you hated camp; you hated the games and the sparring and the swords and the sweat-
<<im not going home for winter>>
He froze on the spot. You couldn’t just drop such news without warning, how could you do that? Almost giving him and heart attack.
<<but you- you don’t like here>> he said, shuttering
<<I don’t like it at home either.>>
<<at least I have you here>>
Luke that day reevaluated the possibility of setting an alter for his dad in his bunk bed, or for any other god who watched over him, because that was definitely a miracle. Someone all the way up in the sky must have had mercy on him and his unfortunate life.
That day, probably on the 28th of August, Luke Castellan came back in the Hermes’s cabin almost at midnight, stumbling around on his own feet on the way to his bed, involuntarily waking up Chris, who cursed him out just for then to stop and stare at his dumbfounded face.
<<what happened?>>
<<she’s staying>> he smiled, almost scaring his still half asleep friend.
<<…>>
<<man, fuck off>> Chris Rodriguez officially had had enough at that point, but still smiled back to his friend as he laid down in his own bed.
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bell4donn4 · 23 days
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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE - Charlie Bushnell smau
- in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student.
TAGS: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes
| author’s note: ngl I had fun arguing w myself on the fake twitter. Btw I played a lot on the fan’s reaction bc realistically that’s what would happen
part four | part six
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y/instagram: take me to a nice restaurant
Dior.n.goodjohn: so so so pretty ugh
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Walker.scobell: you’re an alcoholic
-> y/ninstagram or maybe I’m not 12 🤕
-> Walker.scobell ouch
-> imcharliebushnell dead
I.am.andrewalvarez: the more I see the more shocked I get
-> y/instagram you didn’t see nun
User: THE HAND???
-> user28 LITERALLY GOING INSANE
User28939: why do I lowkey recognize the hand
-> user949 you guys are creepy
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*Peoples on twitter in the meanwhile*
User829: sorry are we just going to ignore the way Charlie and Y/n’s instagram are lowkey matching?
User728: literally‼️‼️
User2829: you know you guys should really stop getting into people’s business
User829: sorry I was just pointing out something obvious 🤷‍♀️ something is def going on between them and none said it was bad
User2829: it’s not abt it being bad it’s abt assuming stuff on their private life and trying to get involved. Y’all are delulu
User200: me rn bc I lowkey thought I had a possibility w Charlie
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User8292: y’all stay delusional 💀 y/n s way cuter than any of u
User8292: honestly, from how things are going, I do believe they might be together. But no matter what the situation is let’s just hope the twelve yo don’t attack y/n j because of this
User296: totally agreed
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bell4donn4 · 1 month
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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE - Charlie bushnell smau
-in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student.
TAGS: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes
Part three | part five
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imcharliebushnell: lowkey having fun
I.am.andrewalvarez: the drip
-> imcharliebushnell ikr
Walker.scobell: get it bro
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User389: I’m sorry yall is he in Paris as well
-> user930 HE MIGHT BE 👀
-> user1299 okay let’s not be creepy abt this
User91039: uhmm that’s a bit suspicious 🤨
-> user0290 nawww Fr Fr
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y/ninstagram: in love with Paris
Dior.n.goodjohn: you should say in love IN Paris
-> y/ninstagram 🤫🧏‍♀️
I.am.andrewalvarez: you need to stop going to museums like fr
-> y/ninstagram NEVER
User299: still wondering who’s taking these pictures 🤔
User892: y/n and Charlie matching their ig posts??
-> user8839: that’s literally what I was thinking
Ariana_greenblatt: gorg as usual
-> y/ninstagram taking inspiration from you bae 🫶
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bell4donn4 · 1 month
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"i'm here to recruit."
put me on the front lines
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bell4donn4 · 1 month
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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE - Charlie bushnell smau
- in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student.
TAGS: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes
part two | part four
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y/ninstagram: taking off ✈️
Dior.n.goodjohn: girl you better be coming to me
-> y/ninstagram Awopp🫢
-> aryansimhadri we all know she ain’t
Walker.scobell: don’t get too close to Zeus he don’t like you
-> y/instagram literally fuck off Percy 😐
Imcharliebushnell: she lost at sea
-> y/ninstagram you wished huh
User299: girl where you goinggg
User590: omfg what if I j walk down the streets and meet yn
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y/ninstagram: Paris baby ☕️
Dior.n.goodjohn: knew you weren’t coming to me
-> y/ninstagram IM SORRY BABY I PROMISE I WILL SOON
-> Dior.n.goodjohn fuck u 🙄
Leahsavajeffries: 👀👀👀
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User82939: ok but like who took the pics
-> user379: you’re onto something
User29393: literally iconic
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bell4donn4 · 1 month
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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE - Charlie bushnell smau
- in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student.
TAGS: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes
-part 1 here | part 3 here
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y/ninstagram: post-premiere activities 😩
Aryansimhadri: ngl we be looking fire
-> y/ninstagram ik right
Dior.n.goodjohn: lowkey offended I’m not in this post
-> y/ninstagram NOO POOKIE IM SORRY
-> imcharliebushnell you ain’t lit enough
-> y/ninstagram Charlie wtf
User1893: I love y’all so much😭😭
User94040: this cast is literally perfect I can’t
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y/ninstagram: study study study
Leahsavajeffries: she smart she’s pretty she’s everything
-> y/ninstagram I literally love you
imcharliebushnell: look at her put the work in
-> y/ninstagram I’m trying 😔
-> imcharliebushnell you can do it cmon you smart girl
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User89209: AYO Charlie’s comment??
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bell4donn4 · 1 month
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BLACK IS THE COLOR OF ELEGANCE - Charlie bushnell smau
- in which reader is Charlie’s cowstar, but also a architecture student. (Bc yes I’m projecting), she’s pretty she’s intelligent she’s the moment 💅
TAGS: reader and Charlie like each other, lowkey soft-launching + lowkey a situationship bc yes
part 2 here
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y/ninstagram: grateful for all of this ❤️
Ariana_greenblatt: you looked stunning
-> y/ninstagram YOU DID!!
Leahsavajeffries: the fun we had
-> y/ninstagram literally
User2929: THE DRESS OMFG
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User728282: thank u yn for this pic of Charlie and Walker 🙏🙏🙏
-> y/ninstagram you’re welcome sis 🫡🫡
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Imcharliebushnell: someone tripped and fell right outside the #pjopremier 🤫
y/ninstagram: you didn’t need to post that 😐
-> imcharliebushnell yes I did
-> y/ninstagram I’m literally going to kill you
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I.am.andrewalvarez: my bro looked so good
-> imcharliebushnell thank u bro
User829: omg Charlie in a suit🤭🤭
User8209: CHARLIE YOU LOOKED SO HOT OMGG
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bell4donn4 · 1 month
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Like a god - Luke Castellan smut blurb
Tw: masturbation, use of religious imagery, body worship, Luke being lowkey sub
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<<take your panties off>> and you did.
You spread your leg open for Luke, who sat inches away from you.
His boxers were down to his knees, cock red and aching for attention.
you touched yourself, immediately moaning at the sensation of your cold fingers on your bare pussy.
He stared at you and every movement you made with a certain hunger in his eyes, like a starved man who’s being denied of a last meal.
He bit his own lip as he watched intently; you looked majestic- divine, almost. Luke assumed that that’s how Eve looked as she bit the apple.
And the feeling he had must have been the same Adam had as he watched his lover sin, moments before following her act.
He palmed himself, restraining from throwing his head back. He needed to see everything. He couldn’t let himself look away, not even for one second. He wanted to print the sinful image inside of his mind, he never wanted to forget.
He would’ve damn himself if he lost one your moans- one of the disperate whispers you made as you pushed two fingers in.
What a turn, for a good boy like him. The Camp’s golden boy sneaking around after curfew to consume his fantasies. You made him give in to his darkest desires.
His hips bucked forward, and in that moments his mind was emptied from thoughts. Finally feeling free from the constant pressure of the role he had, and from the cruelness of his absent Father. Of the God who created him.
If he could, he would’ve made you his God. He would’ve made altars and temples to worship you; A much more deserving creature.
He would’ve dedicated his whole life to you,like people did to Gods.
He would’ve prayed to you ever night.
But in fact, he did. To him, looking at you, touching you, making love to you felt like a rite, like a prayer.
A tail old as time, he liked to imagine the filthy things you did as that; a sacred action.
<<you look so beautiful>> he whispered.
And you nodded, taking in the compliment, speeding up.
He did as well, teasing his own self, torturing his angry tip.
The cabin was full of sounds, of short breaths and mumbled words.
The nonsense filled the silence.
<<you look so good too Luke- so god damn good>> you said, and it filled him with pride, making him almost chock.
He craved you more than anything else in the world, yet, he didn’t dare to touch you. That’s not what he needed in that moment, not what he wanted.
Luke has always wanted to feel seen, to feel safe and loved, and sitting at your feet, like a Christian sits at the feet of the Cross was enough for him to feel exactly that.
You, his God, stared at him like Jesus would stare at his disciples.
<<Y/n- I’m- >>
You nodded frenetically, your own orgasm getting closer and closer by the second.
<<yes! cum for me Luke>> you said, not as a demand, not as a order. You were so good to him, always merciful, always lenient; never mean, never demanding.
He came fast, as soon as you asked.
He complied at all of your requests, like a good follower does. He came, smearing his load in his own hand and on his stomach.
You did the same right after, a lewd moan leaving your mouth.
He still stared at you, chest rising and falling down at a fast pace, waiting patiently.
<<you did so good Luke>> your voice was broken by the fatigue.
<<t-thank you- ah- >>
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bell4donn4 · 1 month
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Thoughts 💭
Luke with a reader who has tattoos.
Implied smut ahead!
When you first arrived at camp, it was winter. Your arms were covered, and so were your tattoos.
But once the summer came, he was left speechless.
He had to take a double look to truly realize what was right in front of his eyes; Your arms fully covered in black ink.
He was so mesmerized by your tattoos, it felt almost embarrassing the way he couldn’t take his eyes off them. He tried his best not to show it, because clearly, it wasn’t that big of a deal, right?
Wrong. he’s never seen other campers with tattoos, even the older ones, so yes, It was a big deal indeed. he was so struck by them. He wanted to ask question, to know all of their hidden meanings, but he couldn’t bring himself to do so.
He was only able to find out what your favorite of all time was, and which one was your first when he casually overheard you talking with Chris.
Although, even if he didn’t happen to overhear the conversation, Chris would’ve told him anyways because he knew his friend’s weird obsession with the patchwork you had on you.
And when you told him you had others hidden on the rest of your body? That was his last straw.
Maybe you had one right in the middle of your chest; or maybe on your thigh. The thought of where the others could’ve been hunted him in his dreams.
Nonetheless, he fantasized daily about tracing them with the tip of his finger, or kissing them even; Grazing his lip along the lines.
He would do anything to be able to spend his evening laying in bed memorizing them, spending hours discovering where you hid others.
Sometimes he would let his mind wonder, and bring the fantasies so far as imagining how they would move while he fucked you.
Maybe, you had a tramp stamp. That would’ve definitely looked nice from behind.
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bell4donn4 · 1 month
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Loser!luke agenda
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You guys got me. Loser!luke ahead 😔
TW: Mention of alcohol, smoke, sex or implied sex, use of the word “teenager” to describe overaged characters, Luke and reader are both 18+, not completely canon but whatever
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Loser!luke who never touched a woman his entire life.
the childish ambience of camp never really left much space for normal teenagers activities, such as getting drunk and having sex- but he was almost 19 and had no experience whatsoever.
The best he got was his own fist, which was never put to use much anyways because of how busy he was.
So once you arrived at camp- all promiscuous and much more experienced in real life that he ever will be- he was completely captured by you.
You were new to the life in camp halfblood, and have lived through your teenagerhood without a single thought of playing around with swords all day.
You didnt even like to be there, and often caught breaking the rules; maybe smoking on the creek or getting drunk with the satyrs.
Luke was taken aback by your rebellious spirit, it was news to him, and it got him curious.
Whenever he needed to help you out with stuff, he would stumble on his own feet, or get incredibly red after a look you spared him.
It was ridiculous, really. He himself felt ashamed of how much you affected him, yet, he couldn’t help it.
You, on the other hand, immediately took notice of his body language, and often used it against him.
The life pace at camp was boring, and getting Luke flustered was the most entertaining activity in your opinion.
Such an innocent boy he was, I didn’t take lot to realize he was a virgin, and maybe didn’t even give his first kiss yet.
That was an exaggeration, obviously, but who knew.
You liked the idea of corrupting him. Of showing him what being a teen was actually like.
So you slowly started to make him try different kind of stuffs. Starting from a simple puff of a cigarette, to getting drunk and skinny dipping in the lake.
He could never say no to you anyways. Not when breaking the rules (something he wasn’t used to do at all) felt so good.
The perfect head counsoler- who everybody looked up to as an example- running around after curfew go get a taste of a cheap vodka you got from the Dionysus’s kids.
Obviously, all of this had to lead to more at one point.
Specifically, it led to you lying in your bed, looking at the ceiling in silence. Silence which you broke.
<<have you ever touched a woman, lukie?>> you asked, voice hoarse from the drinking.
His cheeks flushing red.
<<no>> he whispered back.
<<would you like to?>>
<<y-yeah>>
That night, you let him touch your titts, and clothed pussy. Then, it quickly escalated into a drunken handjob- the first (and best) he ever got.
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bell4donn4 · 2 months
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“luke stole the master bolt”
and he did a great job of it too
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bell4donn4 · 2 months
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hi I was just wondering how you turn a text into a clicakble link?
example :
masterlist
and then I tap it and it leads me to your masterlist.
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Its really easy!
You go ahead and start writing your post, then after selecting the text which you want to make clickable, you click here
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And add the link you’ve copied beforehand of whatever you want! hope this helps xx
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