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Midnight | Chapter 18 | S.R

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Chapter Summary - whilst trying to clean up the mess you made, Luke makes a discovery. Spencer and Luke have it out before Spencer comes to a realisation about his mental state.

A/N - chapter starts just before the end of the last chapter as reader is storming away from Luke.

Pairing - unsub! Spencer Reid / Fem! Reader

Category - dark angst | smut | very eventual happy ending

Warnings - use of “bitch” and “whore” (not towards reader), mentions of sexual assault, blackmail, swearing, murder, blood, PTSD, talk of split personas and alter egos. WC - 4.7k

Chapter 18 - Uncontainable

When you stormed away from Luke back towards the cabin, the raised voice coming from inside stopped you in your tracks as you reached the front porch. All your years of FBI training kicked in at that moment and you slowly and cautiously crept to the window.

The first thing you saw was a wave of bright red hair flashing before your eyes as the person it belonged to moved frantically back and forth. But it soon became clear she wasn’t moving of her own accord.

Spencer, who was only wearing a pair of underwear, shook her by her wrist somewhat violently, yelling in her face.

“Listen you little bitch, do you have any idea how many people are actually assaulted every day? How many don’t report it because they’re scared they won’t be believed? And you want to use their real pain for your own sick gain?”

You frowned at his words, trying to deduce what they were arguing about whilst also making sure you didn’t make a sound.

“You know you’re not helping yourself right? If you bruise me it’ll only make my story seem more believable.” Mary spat back at him and you saw Spencer quickly let her go. “And don’t think I haven’t seen the bruises on your lovely wife. I’m sure she would back up my story.”

Story? What story? Was she exploiting Spencer? Had Luke told her who you really were and now she was trying to blackmail him? He said something about unreported assaults, was she going to tell people he assaulted her?

“The only story she would back up is the one where you’re a desperate little whore who shamelessly wanted to fuck a man you perceived to married.” He barked at her.

“Well I guess we’ll see won’t we? Who’s going to believe the strange out of towner over the young, innocent girl.”

That was all you needed to hear. You could put an end to this, clear up this mess before it got out of hand.

You crept around the side of the cabin and let yourself in the back gate. You made sure to walk silently up the spiral staircase that led to the first floor patio and thank god you’d been too drunk to think about locking the bedroom doors last night.

You snuck inside and quickly found the SIG in Spencer’s nightstand. You’d done this so many times before, sneaking up on an unsub, it was like second nature. Breathe through your nose, steady, shallow breaths. Feet barely ghosting the floor. Do not make a sound. Keep the gun pointing straight ahead.

You silently made it down the stairs and you heard her voice again as you reached the kitchen door.

“I told you I want out of this town. I work three jobs and I am nowhere close to having enough. Finding out your little secret is the best thing that could have happened to me. So if you don’t give me what I want, I will disgrace the former FBI agent Spencer Reid and tell everyone that you raped me. Ten grand should do it.”

You could feel the anger rolling off of Spencer in waves before you even entered the room. He would see you the second you stepped inside and you had to hope he could control his facial expressions long enough so Mary wouldn’t see you coming.

“Let’s just talk about this, please?” He was begging her as you slowly pushed open the door. His eyes flicked over toward you and you couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

“No, no more talking. You pay me now or I will go straight to the cops.”

You cocked the gun and if she heard it, it would have been too late. You aimed at the back of her head and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The sound of the gunshot rang out through the room as the bullet hit its target and continued careening out the front of her skull towards the wall.

She made a pathetic gasping sound as her body crumbled to the floor right at Spencer’s feet. The shock was written all across his face as he looked up at you, still holding the smoking gun in your hand.

You tucked it in your waistband and strolled closer to Spencer whose mouth was hanging open and wide eyes glared at you in a stupor.

“W-what did you…? Why did you?” He croaked out as you stepped closer, not a single hint of remorse in your eyes.

“Karma’s a bitch.” You shrugged simply. “And so was she.”

“Are you insane?” He yelled in exasperation. “We don’t kill close to home! How are we supposed to talk our way out of this?”

Her blood was splattered across his bare torso and arms, but he didn’t seem to notice, his frustration taking precedence.

“She was threatening you! What was I supposed to do? Let her tell the whole town you raper her? Or let you fork over all of our cash to keep her quiet?” You glared at him.

“Fuck, Y/N, this is bad.” He scratched his head, trying to formulate a plan. “We need to clean this up. We need to make sure every inch of this cabin is as clean as when we found it. We need to get her body in the trunk of the car, we need to dispose of it, and then we need to leave town.”

“Leave town? That will only make us look more guilty.” You scoffed.

“By the time they figure out she’s missing we will be so far away from here, they will never find us. And with any luck the freaking BAU won’t find us again either!” He spat.

You rolled your lip between your teeth and took a step back.

“You know that Luke was here.” You looked guilty.

“Yes, Y/N I do. Fuck, this is falling apart like a house of goddamn cards.”

“I’m…I'm sorry.” You swallowed thickly, your previous bravado fading around you. “I’m so sorry.”

“Hey, hey. It’s ok.” He stepped around Mary’s body closer to you, suddenly softening. “You were trying to help.”

He cupped your cheek in his hand and held you so gently you could cry. He looked at you as though you hung the moon, his love for you so painfully clear at that moment.

“I fucked up, Spence.” Your bottom lip quivered.

“And we’ll fix it. Together, ok? We’re in this together, sweetheart. I promise you we will figure this out.” He leant closer to you and pressed his lips to yours.

You believed him, you had no reason not to. If anyone was going to be able to set this right it was Spencer. When the two of you worked together, it was some kind of magic. With Spencer on your side this didn’t seem quite as daunting as it actually was.

***

Luke’s cell phone rang as he was letting himself back into the hire car. He grinded his teeth, not particularly wanting to talk to anyone right now.

His encounter with you had left him with a bitter taste in his mouth. He knew there was something bigger at play here, he knew Spencer had done something, he just had no idea how to prove it.

He slid into the driver's seat and pulled his phone from his pocket, brows furrowing instantly when he saw the name on the display. He gnawed his bottom lip and answered it, placing the device to his ear.

“Phil?” He ran his fingers over his stubble.

“Hey man,” Phil’s voice lacked its usual bounce and under normal circumstances Luke would have asked what was wrong but it was the least of his concerns right now.

“I’m sorry now really isn’t a good time.” Luke slotted the key in the ignition but didn’t start the engine.

“I really need to talk to you.”

“I’m up to my eyes in a case, I’ll call as soon I’m-”

“It’s about Duncan Green.” Phil cut him off.

Luke’s hand that was still on the key fell to his lap as his blood froze in his veins. It had been several years since he’d last heard that name but it didn’t make it any less sinister.

“I’m sorry, what?” Luke leant back against the chair, gaze somewhere out of the window but not focused on anything. He could feel every erratic beat of his heart.

“A body was found in a shallow grave in the Rio Grande National Forest in Colorado. We got a call after local cops got a match to his prints.” Phil’s tone was morose, not at all how Luke expected him to react to this.

“He’s dead?” Luke wanted to jump for joy but he put the party on hold. He could tell there was something Phil wasn’t saying.

“Had his throat cut. He’s been living in Albuquerque under the assumed name of Matthew Richards since his escape from prison.”

Luke closed his eyes, holding the phone in a vice like grip. Green had been murdered, his body found in Colorado. He took a deep breath and tried to keep his cool, at least for the time being.

“Is it a coincidence or do you think someone tracked him down?” Luke kept his eyes squeezed tightly shut.

“I don’t believe in coincidences. The bureau still has sightings of him come in everyday but you know we can’t check out every lead, it would be impossible. But the Green case was accessed just a few weeks ago and again a week ago by the same government login details.” Phil’s voice sounded even more sullen.

“Who’s were they?” Luke held his breath, already having a pretty good idea of what he might say.

“L. Alvez.” Phil sighed as he spoke.

Luke opened his eyes, slamming his hand violently against the steering wheel and letting out an animalistic groan.

“Fuck.” He spat, slamming the wheel again. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

“I can only assume it wasn’t you?”

“Of course it wasn’t me!” Luke spat, pinching the bridge of his nose firmly between his fingers.

There were only two people who he could think of that would have accessed that file. You knew him well enough to assume his login password, like it wouldn’t be hard for him to guess yours. And Spencer was a goddamn genius and it wouldn’t be at all difficult for him to figure it out.

He had a post it note on his desk at work, hidden under his keyboard with his password scrawled on it, even though he knew it was dumb to do so. Realistically anyone at the BAU could have found it and logged onto the database as him but you and Spencer were the only ones who had the motive to do so.

Green killed your sister, it wasn’t a far stretch to think you would have wanted him dead. And if Spencer was really in love with you, maybe he’d do just about anything for you, including finding the monster who ruined your life.

He took a few deep breaths to try and compose himself before he spoke again.

“How far is the National Forest from Crested Butte?” He grumbled, still pinching his nose.

“Uh, why?” Phil’s tone was riddled with confusion.

“Just look, please?”

“Fine, let me check.” Phil started tapping away at a keyboard for a moment or two before he spoke again. “About one hundred and sixty miles south, give or take.”

“Goddamnit.” Luke hit the steering wheel again.

“You gonna fill me in on what angle you’re working here, Alvez?”

“I…no not yet.” Luke shook his head. “I gotta go.”

“Alvez, tell me what you’re thinking.” Phil remained calm.

“I can’t. Not yet. I need to piece this together first.”

“I can help you.”

“No, you can’t. I’ll call you later.” Luke quickly pulled the phone away from his ear and hung up, smacking the wheel several more times. “God-fucking-damnit Y/N, what have you done?”

Suddenly he grabbed the keys back out of the ignition and was hurling himself onto the street and marching in the direction of your cabin.

***

Spencer closed every single one of the curtains on the house just to be sure. He wiped the residual blood off his torso, he’d shower properly later as he was bound to get dirty again, and threw on a pair of jeans and a hoodie, foregoing a shirt.

While he was busy doing that, you laid out garbage bags and wrapped Mary’s dead body in them, sealing every inch to ensure no more unnecessary blood leaked out. You dragged her dead weight through to the kitchen, on your way towards the back door when there was a sudden and rampant knocking at the door.

You froze in your tracks just as Spencer appeared at the top of the stairs. He looked at you, now covered in Mary’s blood after wrapping her up. He slowly padded downstairs, as quietly as possible in the hopes whoever was at the door would think you were out.

But then they knocked again.

“Y/N, I know you’re in there! Open the door!” Luke’s voice carried through to you both.

“Shit.” You hissed, ducking below the kitchen counter even though the curtains were drawn.

“He’s not gonna leave easily.” Spencer sighed, looking down at himself to ensure there was no visible blood. “You stay here, it’s about time Luke and I had it out anyway.”

“Spencer, there’s a blood pool in the middle of the room and a fucking bullet in the wall!” You reminded him, glaring at him from the floor where Mary’s trash bag covered body was laying next to you.

“Shit,” he groaned. “You’re right. If I open the door he might try and force his way in.”

“Y/N! Open this goddamn door!” Luke yelled louder this time.

“I’ll go round back, it might look suspicious but it’s better than the alternative.” He nodded to himself. “Stay here and don’t make a sound.”

“Spencer!” You whined, halting him in his tracks. “I’m scared.”

He rolled his lip between his teeth and moved closer to you, dropping to his knees next to you and cupping your face.

“I’m going to take care of it sweetheart. I promise you, everything is going to be ok.” He placed a chaste kiss on your forehead before standing back up and you watched him stroll out of the kitchen towards the back door.

You whimpered a little when Luke knocked again, heavier and angrier than before. You held your breath, moving to a sitting position on the kitchen floor and drawing your legs up to your chest and leaning back against the cupboard.

Spencer marched through the garden and out of the side gate, ready to face Luke for hopefully the final time.

“Y/N open the fucking door! I’m not going anywhere until you talk to me!” Luke slammed his palms against the door just as Spencer was rounding the house and stopped at the bottom of the porch steps.

“You’re gonna be here a long time then.” He folded his arms across his chest and he saw Luke tense at the sound of his voice.

Slowly, the older man turned to face him, hands going to his hips and squaring his shoulders.

“Where is she?” Luke spat.

“That's none of your concern.” Spencer kept his cool, he needed to keep his anger bottled up if he was going to get through his encounter.

“She’s my friend.” He folded his arms too.

“But she’s my wife.” Spencer smirked, unfolding his own arms and proffering his ring finger toward Luke.

“You and I both know that’s not real.” Luke scoffed.

“It’s a symbol, Alvez. She loves me and who knows, maybe one day we’ll make it real. So stop chasing her down like a pathetic love struck puppy. She doesn’t want you, man, deal with it.” Spencer shrugged, offering him a slightly sympathetic smile.

“You think that’s what this is about? You think I came all this way because I want to win her heart? We’re not in high school, Reid.” He rolled his eyes.

“I think you’re jealous and you’re concocting scenarios in your head as a way of making yourself feel better when the truth is, Y/N and I just wanted to get away from it all. From you all. Do us a favour and leave us alone, Alvez. We don’t need you chasing after us.” Spencer spat as Luke headed down the front steps towards him.

“So it’s just a coincidence that Duncan Green turned up dead in the same state you and Y/N decided to call home?”

Spencer’s breath caught in his throat. It felt like a trap, he needed to pick his words very carefully. He made sure to keep his expression unchanged, didn’t even so much as blink at Luke’s words but inside he was panicking.

Just take a breath. Calm down. Don’t rise to it.

“Who?” Spencer hid the recognition from his face, but Luke still saw through it.

“Don’t play dumb, Reid. It doesn’t suit you.” Luke rolled his eyes. “Duncan Green, the man who killed Y/N’s sister, who broke out of prison and who we were chasing at the FTF for years. He was found with his throat cut less than two hundred miles from here and my user was the last to look him up. All seems a little coincidental doesn’t it?”

“Right, yeah Y/N has told me about him. What are you implying, Alvez?” Spencer cocked his eyebrow. “You think, what? I killed him? Oh come on, do you really believe I’m capable of something like that?”

“The thing is, I’m not sure what you’re capable of. I thought I knew you both but I’m not so sure anymore.” Luke shook his head. “Some twenty two year old told me you were sleeping with her. Some diner guy told me Y/N said you were a bully. Hell, the guy at the used car lot thought she was scared of you! All that makes me think that maybe I never really knew you.”

Don’t let him break you, Reid, do not give him anything.

“Luke with all due respect, why are listening to these morons over me? You do know me, and you know I’m not capable of killing someone.”

Luke’s expression faltered and Spencer breathed a small sigh of relief, seeing a light at the end of the tunnel. He just had to stick the landing, don’t fumble it at the last hurdle.

“I really don’t know what to think, Spencer. Of course I don’t want to believe you’re capable of something like this but there are just so many things that don’t add up here. And I swear to god if you did kill Green and you’ve put Y/N in danger, I will make it my life’s work to put you back in prison for the rest of your life.” Luke spat, his expression one Spencer had seen him use many times in interrogations.

Spencer took a step back as a smirk twitched at his lips. He shrugged his shoulders at Luke.

“You’re not as intimidating as you think you are, Alvez. And I can promise you, if I had done something, you would never get me back inside a prison cell.” He took a few more steps back and stuffed his hands into his pockets. “Now if you’d kindly get the hell out of here and leave us alone.”

Spencer turned on his heels and started back towards the side gate. He thought Luke might have more to say, he heard the other man grunting in frustration behind him, like he wanted to speak but couldn’t find the words.

He threw open the gate and bolted it behind him, not slowing as he traversed the backyard and made his way inside the cabin, locking the back door behind him. He found you more or less where he left you, cowering on the kitchen floor next to the garbage bag stuffed with Mary’s corpse.

You looked up at him, bottom lip quivering as you hugged your legs to your chest. It was such a strange juxtaposition to see you so frightened when you hadn’t hesitated in pulling the trigger and killing Mary not so long ago.

Spencer slid down to the floor next to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and you instinctively rested your head on him. He could hear your erratic breaths as you snuggled against him.

“Is he gone?” You whispered.

“Not yet. I’d kill him with my bare hands if I didn’t still respect him so damn much.” Spencer sighed.

“I would never forgive you if you killed Luke.” You raised your head and looked at him.

“I know, sweetheart. And I wouldn’t do that to you. But jeez he’s a pain in the ass.” He used his free hand to cup your face delicately and his fingertips brushed lightly over your cheek. “He knows about Green.”

Your face paled, colour completely draining from your skin as you stared at him in horror.

“He…what?” You swallowed.

“I didn’t get the full story but I guess they found his body. There is nothing that can tie us to him, Y/N. We were careful.” He tried to insist.

Apart from the fact I used Luke’s credentials to track him, he decided against saying out loud.

“What happens now, Spence?”

“We have to wait him out, he won’t stay out there forever. Once it’s dark we have to get rid of the body, clean up this house and we have to get the fuck out of this town before anyone realises she’s missing.”

“I like it here.” You sighed sadly.

He could have pointed out the fact that if it weren’t for you being so trigger happy then you wouldn’t have to leave. Not so long ago, he would have pointed that out. He would have gotten angry, blamed you for this, for Mary’s death, for Luke showing up here and for the BAU being on your asses. But something had changed in Spencer.

It was entirely plausible that his time in prison had caused a break in his psyche. The PTSD that he’d left untreated for so long had manifested itself in the form of a second persona, much more dark and evil than himself. When he found his anger rising, he switched into this alter ego without meaning to, maybe because Spencer had never been good at dealing with anger or emotions in general.

His alter allowed him to stand up for himself, to deal with that residual trauma and not bottle it all up like he’d been doing his entire life. You’d told him he was like Jekyll and Hyde and you were right.

But he was learning that the love he felt for you, that swarmed through every inch of his body was what could tether him. If he focused only on that love and not on the rage, he could keep the monster at bay. Best case scenario, he may never need to kill again, but really he’d just settle for not ever having to make you scared of him again.

He wanted to be the man you needed him to be. None of this hassle was worth it if he didn’t have you at his side at the end of the day. You were worth not giving over to his demons for, you were the only thing that mattered in his completely fucked up existence.

He knew if it came down to it he would take the wrap for everything, Green, Mary and Jason Durand included. He would not let you go down for any of this. He was going to the ends of the Earth to protect you no matter what. He loved you so much, it was the least he could do. He just hoped it wouldn’t come to that.

“I know sweetheart, but I’ll find you a new Stars Hollow, I promise.” He kissed your forehead.

“Won’t they just come for us again? They’re going to keep coming for us, Spencer.” You chewed on your lip.

“We have to be extra careful this time. We have to figure out a plan, we can’t use the Nissan anymore, not now the team knows about it. And our aliases are blown. Fuck, I don’t know what we’re going to do.” He confessed, letting go of your face so he could pinch the bridge or his nose.

A smile tugged at your lips which caused Spencer to frown at you.

“Good job I’m always prepared. I was a fugitive hunter, Spencer, we don’t leave anything to chance.” You sat back and reached into the pocket of your jeans, pulling out four similar rectangular cards which you handed over to him. “I think through every eventuality. The BAU have no idea what they’re dealing with.”

Spencer looked on in awe at the four driving licences in his hand. Two bore your photograph and two his. There was one matching set of Arizona issued licences for Samuel and Violet Truman and another set of Florida licences for Jack and Lily Waters. He glanced up at you with a curious expression on his face.

“Samuel and Violet will buy themselves a little car to go on their American road trip. Meanwhile, Jack and Lily will be checking into motels along their way.” You smiled mischievously at him Spencer’s own smile grew. He had never loved you more than he did at that moment.

“Good god woman, you’re an evil genius.” He pulled you close and kissed you hard. “If we make it out of this, remind me to marry you for real one day.”

You giggled against his lips, both of you completely forgetting the imminent danger you could be in, ignoring the dead body by your side and Luke still skulking around outside.

“We’ll be ok right, Spence? If we leave this place, we’ll find somewhere new and they won’t find us. We’re gonna be ok, aren’t we?” You needed to hear him say it.

“We're going to be just fine, sweetheart. We’re going to take care of this mess and we’re not looking back, only forward. They can’t curb us like they want to. They don’t get us. It’s you and me.”

“You and me.” You repeated. “We’re uncontainable.”

Hey,

we're takin' our crown, we're takin' it now, yeah.

Hey, we never look back,

We're uncontainable!

Woo!

(Are you ready? Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls for the main event.

Ha-ha, they aren't ready for this one! Yeah, here we are!)

Comin' out the gate I'm swinging,

And if you're in my way you'll feel it.

I hear you think you're tough,

So put your hands up,

We never back down from a fight.

So lemme ask ya,

Can they stop us?

(No!)

Break us?

(No!)

Get your game face on,

We're against the ropes!

Tap out?

(No!)

Throw in the towel?

(Hell no!)

'Cause when the bell goes off the gloves do too.

Hey, we're takin' our crown, we're takin' it now, yeah.

Hey, we never look back,

We're uncontainable!

Hey, we're takin' our crown, we're takin' it now, yeah.

Hey, we never look back,

We're uncontainable!

Throwin' off the chains,

I'm runnin'.

You think you're at the top,

You're fallin.

Swing and miss you're through,

You're out of the loop,

We're gonna bury you alive.

So lemme ask ya,

Can they stop us?

(No!)

Break us?

(No!)

Get your game face on,

We're against the ropes!

Tap out?

(No!)

Throw in the towel?

(Hell no!)

'Cause when the bell goes off the gloves do too.

Hey, we're takin' our crown we're takin' it now, yeah.

Hey, we never look back?

We're uncontainable!

Hey, we're takin' our crown, we're takin' it now, yeah.

Hey, we never look back?

We're uncontainable!

Keep swingin', keep dreamin',

But you'll never knock me out.

I've fallen too often,

But you'll never keep me down.

You see it, you feel it,

Your mama can't save you now.

One day they'll say,

The throne was made for me.

Yeah,

Uncontainable.

(Is he?)

We're uncontainable.

Hey, we're takin' our crown we're takin' it now, yeah.

Hey, we never look back,

We're uncontainable!

Hey, we're takin' our crown, we're takin' it now, yeah.

Hey, we never look back,

We're uncontainable!

Stop us?

(No!)

Break us?

(No!)

Get your game face on,

We're against the ropes!

Tap out?

(No!)

Throw in the towel?

(Hell no!)

Never look back,

We're uncontainable.

@bubblebuttwade @jay-2s-world @daddy-dotcom

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did anyone see this coming?

Quinn Hughes x bestfriend!reader

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jackhughes tell me this is a joke. no way you have a secret girlfriend

_quinnhughes perks of living in Vancouver?

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_quinnhughes not a soul

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jackhughes when’d you go to cabo?

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_quinnhughes mid face

yourusername mid player

_quinnhughes mid boyfriend

yourusername that only hurts you my guy

colecaufield the fuck was this argument

yourusername he started it

user2 “only hurts you” - meaning Quinn = the boyfriend!?!?

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nblanks98 are you telling me she’s been hiding a relationship for 3 years?

yourusername that’s right!!

nblanks98 and not one person knows?

yourusername parentals on both sides def know. that’d just be cruel now

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_quinnhughes time for her to change the Instagram handle :)

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lhughes_06 can’t even be mad this was kept a secret. it makes me really happy ❤️

yourusername I love you my lukester❤️

_quinnhughes thanks Luke!

jackhughes congrats brother! she brings out the best in you

_quinnhughes doesn’t she?

yourusername love you Jack. excited for a couple of new little bros 🫶🏻

tysmith_6 I FUCKING KNEW IT

yourusername you really did Ty

_quinnhughes we really thought you’d out us at one point

yourusername for real! your fbi skills are up there with mine

elblue6 such a happy mama! I can’t wait for yn to be an official family member ❤️

yourusername i love you so much Ellen🥰

_quinnhughes I love you mom!

_eliaspettersson congrats Hughsey!

_quinnhughes appreciate it Eli🫶🏻

user1 so happy it’s yn & Quinn

user2 still confused about the Cabo timeline tho

jackhughes honestly same

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yourusername recap: ‘twas Quinn on the boat, ‘twas my lipstick on his hand, Cabo ‘twas months ago, and yes, this relationship ‘twas years in the making :) #futurehughes

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ynhughes Carson’s first skate with Dada & Uncle Trevor!

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lhughes_06 I call skating with my nephew next please

jackhughes if anyone gets to next it’s me

jamie.drysdale hate to break it to you guys, but he’s staying the night at the house 🤷🏻‍♂️

jackhughes is that a joke

lhughes_06 tell me it’s not true Quinn

_quinnhughes sorry?

elblue6 yn, you made Carson just perfect🥰

ynhughes Ellen I could cry 🥹

_quinnhughes it takes 2 to tango mother

lhughes_06 he said to-to

edwards.73 you’re a child

colecaufield tell me how he’s already 7 months

ynhughes right!? time is flyin’

_alexturcotte love & miss you guys!

ynhughes love & miss you more turcs!! we’ll stop to visit you next :)

tysmith_6 I think Carson needs a sibling to skate with

ynhughes 👀

_quinnhughes do we tell him?

tysmith_6 shut the front door

ynhughes since my fbi agent is about to out me … Baby Hughes #2 coming in August 💙

jackhughes AHHHHHH

trevorzegras say what!?

lhughes_06 Quinn dude, keep it in your pants

ynhughes BAHAHAHAH LUKE OMG

jamie.drysdale congrats you guys

colecaufield I hope it’s triplets

_quinnhughes NO

#nhl #quinn hughes #hockey imagine #instagram edit #quinn hughes imagine

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girlswhowantboystobegirls · 3 months

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Kissing Classes ♡ Luke Castellan x M!Reader

1st chapter ☆ 2nd chapter ☆ you're here

3rd chapter summary: you ask silena about the girl luke is hooking up with. then you talk with luke.

1.6 words

warnings: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh none? (bad words.)

tags: FRIENDS TO LOVERS AND THEY ARE OBSESSED, pre-tlt, multiple queen and blur references, omg silena what are you doing here???, fluff, lots of hugging and uhhhh idk

III. Who the fuck is this girl?

Silena and you were doing counselor duties, mostly checking if things were still at their place or were missing. You decided it was a good time to ask.

— Is there... any girl who is going out with Luke? He can't stop talking about this Sofia from the Aphrodite cabin — you asked casually, slightly laughing at the last part.

— Sofia? There is no one in my cabin named like that... — Silena didn't look at you, she was way too immersed in a single sword, you didn't question it —. If anything, we felt Luke and you were dating.

"What the actual fuck" you thought.

— Wait, are you sure there isn't a new camper called like that or that snuck out with Luke or something?

— I know my cabinmates very well — she responded and moved to another section of swords —. You should talk to Luke. I can deal with the rest.

You looked at the amount of sections left. There wasn't an awful lot, Silena could do it.

— But-.

— No, no. You go talk to him. I am the daughter of the Goddess of Love anyways — she winked, you looked a little confused by the whole situation.

The Aphrodite Cabin Counselor didn't give you time to say no, she moved on and started noting on the notepad what was lacking and what wasn't.

Luke was at the infirmary today. You remembered. You thanked Silena and went to where you supposed he was.

— Luke Castellan — you said when you arrived and saw him. To be honest, you had some breath to catch —. We need to talk — you regained composture.

Luke excused himself to his companion for today and went outside the infirmary with you.

— When were you going to tell me there wasn't any Sofia? — you asked decisively —. You either changed her name, used me for your benefit or tried to pull a prank. Don't play with me, Castellan — you looked intimidating to Luke when being angry at him.

— There isn't any girl.

— Alright. I see it — you nodded, waiting for an answer —. Were you trying to experiment with me?

— No, not at all — he furrowed his brows.

— Are you gonna prank me? Where are the Stolls? — you seemed more and more desperate to know what in the Hades was going on.

— It isn't a prank. It's stupid actually, I- — he fidgeted a little and looked away from your gaze, which was penetrating his eyes at that moment —. I really wanted to kiss you because, because I liked you. It's a little dumb — he was blushing quite a lot.

Your mouth and eyes were open wide, unable to receive the information.

— I know you don't feel like that and I know that it was bad for me to do it. I can still get you the cd player and the date-

— You- you didn't have any other way to confess apart from asking me to give you kissing lessons? Wow, Luke, I'm- — you laughed —. It's funny. I'm a little mad at you, but I do feel the same. BUT it doesn't mean what you did was right, and I still really want the cd player.

Luke looked at you, mostly with a confused expression on his face, like he was still processing your words.

— I liked you since a long, long time — you confessed awkwardly, trying to avoid the curly haired boy's eyes.

Fuck, you really were two idiots who couldn't put their feelings into words.

— You mean it? — Luke finally talked.

— Yeah — you nodded.

— Maybe I can get you a date after all, with me — he smiled.

— Get me the cd player and I'll make us a date with real music — you joked, but soon afterwards became nervous as you realized what you two were just talking —. I mean- I just- Well, you know-

Luke cut you off by pulling you into a tight hug. Maybe you have had two kisses between both that required consent before them, but it was different with hugs. You didn't hug all the time, but when you did, it was totally worth it.

You start to remember some times you had hugged Luke. He once defeated you in a swordfight when you were still relatively new, and you hugged as a way of saying "we are alright". Maybe that was the phrase for every time you both held the other; like that one time after a Capture the flag, you were slightly bruised and he came to you when his team won. Your cabin was in the opposite group, but who cared? Maybe your body hurt due to the injury and Luke's embrace, but it was alright, you both were alright.

It looked like neither of you wanted to pull away, and that was alright.

— I was selfish, right? — Luke asked, hiding in the space between your neck and shoulder. He really was seizing the very few centimeters he passed you in terms of height.

— Yeah — you giggled, he did so too, and you felt his laugh vibrate slightly on your skin, it was nice —. Why were you scared anyways? As far as I know, every smart person here and you know about my preferences.

— Yeah, but I didn't think I could be one of them.

— Silena told me the Aphrodite Cabin thought we were dating — you mentioned —. I think you were oblivious.

— And you weren't? Mister cd player? — he joked, resting his chin on your shoulder this time.

— Hey, if you gave me that cd player I could listen to all my cds all day.

— Alright, I'll give it to you for our anniversary — he giggled. You both were still hugging.

— Might buy myself one before that, Castellan — his last name coming out of your mouth wasn't weird this time, it just felt like teasing —. Gods, you are thinking of an anniversary and we didn't even ask each other if we wanted to be a couple!

— I didn't? — Luke realized, pulling away from the hug fast, now ashamed that he confessed but did not ask you to be his boyfriend —. Gods-

— If you listened to Queen, I would make a reference, but I'll cut it short — you smiled —. Wanna be my boyfriend?

In every scenario Luke had of getting into a relationship, he never thought you would make the move. He was just standing there, looking at you. And you both were still at a hug distance, yet (as if it was possible) the boy got even closer and gently put his arms around your waist. He stared at your lips, then at you, then your lips. You nodded.

This time, the kiss was commanded by you both, no one leading the other. You even wondered if Luke had been learning through other ways too.

You cupped his face. The kiss was a result of a lot of time of longing, but it was sweet, not too slow or too fast. Just perfect.

But you both eventually had to pull away because oxygen was needed. And both of you wished it really wasn't.

You stopped cupping his face and noticed Luke was looking at you in the most loving way possible, and he hid in (now his) space near your neck.

— You grabbed me by the waist because I told you to do that with this nonexistent girl? — you laughed a little at your words.

— Maybe. I thought you would like it — you felt a smile on his face.

— Imagining I'm a girl, Castellan? — you teased again.

— Not at all. I don't care about that stuff.

... TiMESKiP ...

Rumors in camp spread like a plague. And the fact that some people in the infirmary were able to see you and Luke being all lovedovey made the talking go crazy. Not that Luke and you cared.

During lunch, you sat beside Luke in the Hermes Cabin table like always. But this time you had quite a numerous amount of eyes on you. Oh how things change when two best friends become boyfriends.

— Is it true? — one of the boys at the table asked, he probably was around six or seven years old, which made him curious and direct.

— What? — Luke asked with a smile. You were trying to eat a piece of your food.

— That you are dating — the little boy answered. You decide you shouldn't focus on food right now, even if you were practically starving.

— We are — your boyfriend nodded slightly, then looked at you with his stupid, loving, addicting grin of his. You manage to smile at him too.

The whole place erupted with celebration screams. Had Chiron and Mr. D allowed that? You doubted so. But the centaur was smiling and the other was way too focused on his Coca-Cola Zero.

You turned at Luke again, deciding to stop caring. He was still looking at you in the most down bad way. You smiled more honestly this time. The noise was still notorious, but gods- wasn't it just great to have Luke stare at you as if you were the most perfect boy in the world?

And he thought you looked beautiful when smiling at him only, only at him. He noticed every single detail of your face, you were truly happy.

In his eyes, you are the most perfect boy in the world.

Luke hadn't listened to a Queen song ever in his life. How could you tell him your life went from Somebody To Love to Don't Stop Me Now? He had to get you a cd player. Yet.

The celebrating stopped and you were still looking at each other. Luke's siblings tried to get both of you out of your staring session. The Aphrodite Cabin was once again gossiping and giggling. Your siblings looked proud of you and your boyfriend, everyone was.

Curse those damn Kissing Lessons and then listening to The Smiths or The Cure inside of your head. It 'always should be someone you really love'. And you really loved Luke. The best of it all? He really loved you too. You were romancing way too hard.

Nothing is wasted, right?

a/n: and so the story finishes ! I hope y'all liked it. I honestly am tempted to make a bonus chapter but this is it for now<3 thank you!

#luke castellan x reader #luke castellan #pjo series #Spotify #pjo tv show #pjo

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Hello, fellow human beings

The name I was born with is Maja and im a Hecate kid

Im 15 and I use all pronouns

Im panromantic, ace and genderluid

Im from Poland, so sorry for bad grammar

I have ADHD, anxiety and DID (Dissociative identity disorder)

My weapon is a key that transforms into this:

^The key ^The weapon

My powers are Necromancy, creating illusions, matter control and something like this:

My fav color is green and my hobbies are reading, drawing, annoying people by speaking Polish, anything that has something to do with music, stargazing and simping over fictional characters (Philip Carlyle and Anne Wheeler from The Greatest showman, Luke Skywalker from Star Wars, Newt from The Maze Runner, Ben Hargreeves/Number 6 from TUA)

Im taken by my lovely girlfriend Angie ( @poseidons-favourite-daughter)

My backstory: When I was nine I found out I was a demigod I was horrified to find that out. Because my father had always told me that Demigods and the gods were evil. So I was scared that my dad would hate me. I was forced to go to the camp for half bloods. I've been there ever since I found out that Demigods are not actually evil. Most of them are really good people. When I was growing up, I was really scared of my father. He would hit me all the time. It caught so bad that I had severe anxiety. I love going to the arts and crafts area. I like to draw there. Its fun. There is this part of the forrest that I discovered when I was 10 where no one goes to. Its quiet and beautiful. So I snuck out some blankets and pillows. After a while some nymphs helped me, and now I have a mini camp area there. When I was 13 I was claimed by Hecate and I reunited with my brother Simon, who ran away from home when I was 3. That was a fun day. I was diagnosed with ADHD when I was 14. That explained a lot of things. On my birthday every year I meet the nymphs in the forrest and we have a little party. I always enjoy the parties. Its much more fun than talking to people. The nymphs are some of my closest friends. Last year on my birthday, one of the nymphs called Salisa gave me a dark green hoodie. I love it. Its so comfortable, and the hood covers my face. Wich is a plus because i have a scar on my face. A few months ago some other humans started to join the hangouts too. Their names are Anne, Zoë Nightshade and Lexi Mistrose. I also like the goddess Ariadne. About a moth ago I got stabbed by someone (my brother) from the Titan Army and I ended up in Elysium. I managed to escape and now I wander around the Earth as a ghost/spirit, but people can still see/talk to me.

Here's a few picrews and a faceclaim (bc I'm bored asf):

(Ooc #1: 90% of the backstory is made by @thatonebitheaterkid)

(Ooc #2: I know her power are basically Wanda Maximoff + Dr. Strange, but twice as overpowered, and I do not care, Maja is my OC, so I get to choose how powerful she is)

(Ooc #3: my main blog is @just--a--random--human--being, I'll be using the tag #maja is talking and the face claim is Elle Fanning)

#maja is talking #maja is talking ooc

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Rodimus, for the character ask? —singingcicadas

First impression

I despised him. I thought he was an awful man baby. I fully expected him to be the worst part of MTME.

Impression now

He’s snuck into my heart. Sure, he’s still got issues. Loads of character development to go before he’s able to maintain any friendships. But he’s making progress!

And he’s more competent thant I thought he would be. It’s just that the same things that get him out of trouble tend to get him into that trouble.

He’s actually a lot like Tony Stark: a good man constantly resolving to do better, who just as surely slides back into old patterns. Two steps forward, one step back. They both need someone to not be their yes man and hold their feet to the fire of improvement.

Drift could have done it, if he hadn’t been so scared of abandonment himself.

Favorite moment

When he was prepared to die by using the Matric to stop the killswitch. When he he said there was no moral value in dirt time. When he resolved to live so he could become better.

Idea for a story

So I’m working on a series where TFA Rodimus also has a Lost Light adventure. And I since that character is practically a blank slate, I’m basing him off of IDW Rodimus.

So for plot reasons I can’t go into for spoilers, Rodimus, Drift, and Megatron go into Decepticon territory as nonhostiles. Drift, social chameleon he is, is very different. And TFA Rodimus, having been born after the War, has never seen that side of him. Like he knew Deadlock was a thing. But seeing how confident and respected Drift can be, the deadly grace even in just how he walks, it’s startling. And while not all of the changes are good per se, there are a lot Rodimus wish Drift felt comfortable showing in Autobot territory.

Rodimus spends a lot of time reflecting on his friend and the state of their friendship. And yes, he does come to some realizations about his own role in Drift’s masking.

Unpopular opinion

Rodimus is not secretly in love with Thunderclash. It’s not the kind of annoyance that melts into romance. He genuinely loathes Thunderclash. And Thunderclash would just talk at him. Rodimus was genuinely giddy at the thought of Thunderclash dying!

The fact Rodimus joined Thunderclash’ crew is the ultimate proof of how far he has sunk in the Bad Future.

Favorite relationship

I really love him and Drift and I will forever be mad that that friendship was practically dropped in favor of Dratchet. They could have helped each other grow in so many different ways. To make that friendship last would require them to face their own flaws and improve. Not that it would be easy. I spent 16k words trying to get them to have one adult conversation.

I also love him and Megatron. The way they’ve left imprints on each other, went from no respect at all to Rodimus lying in court for Megatron, it’s just beautiful. I want them to be forever flying on the Lost Light together, two good friends and captains.

Favorite headcanon

In the Bad Timeline, after Ratchet’s funeral, Rodimus gets a message from Minimus. It’s a link to the original Star Wars trilogy with a note to let him know when he’d finished watching them.

Rodimus cries when Darth Vader dies. He’s never related so hard to a character as he’d related to Luke Skywalker then. To love a monster, a monster you knew to be good, who you wanted so badly to live but couldn’t deny was a monster and deserved his fate. To be powerless to save them, and in his final moments, the monster thanks you for all you have done.

It takes Rodimus an hour to compose himself enough to call Minimus back.

“It reminded me of Megatron,” Minimus admits. “And that it’s very lonely mourning alone.”

Rodimus leaves Thunderclashe’s crew and moves in with Minimus. Together, they mourn and heal.

#rodimus prime #that headcanon just came to me and I think I made myself teary #original something

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Duuude…abo mating run…omega aegon doesn’t want to be mated or tamed by an alpha and has ruined all opportunities for his arranged marriage proposals made by his family…he is forced into a annual mating run by his mother now but aegon is determined to outrun all those bastards and stick it to his family….this doesn’t not happen and ends up claimed by jace of all people and he is then dragged to dragon stone kicking and screaming 😂

Lmao! HE WOULD! I can see him throwing the biggest tantrum in history. He is being carried, he’s cussing the life outta everyone present, coming up with the most creative insults. He swears to make everyone’s life a nightmare, a living hell (I believe him).

While Jace is well collected in all his alpha prince glory as always. Coming home like, “Mother, I’ve caught a mate.” And it’s Aegon fucking Targaryen.

Mind you, Rhaenyra didn’t know he had gone to the run, nobody did (expect Luke, ofc he knew) he snuck in and actually won, because he’s Jacaerys Velaryon, heir of crown princess Rhaenyra and he’s used to getting what he fucking wants. (Daemon is loving this so much, no one expected less).

Alicent threw a bigger fit than Aegon, but there was nothing anyone could do, the boy had won the omega and he had done it by the rules. Such a clean caught.

Aegon… he’s fighting an inside battle as well as the one outside. One, his heart always fluttered around Jace, it was a feeling he couldn’t shake ever since they were kids. Second, his hate for alphas and this mating bullshit is too strong, and not even beautiful, gorgeous Jacaerys can tame it… he’s serious, why are you all laughing—

The realm is fascinated with the situation, while the Targaryens and Hightowers are at each other’s throat over it.

Alicent is like “don’t worry Aegon, we will save you!” to which Aegon is like “Save me? And return with you all?! On second thought, I’d rather be my bastard nephew’s whore.”

And it is out of spite that he ends up caving in, though once Jace starts wooing him he is a gone man. Done for. He is a wife now.

#I needed a five minutes break from my sea of school work #this was a fun thought #aegon ii targaryen #jacaerys velaryon #jaegon #jacegon #jacaerys targaryen #aegon x jacaerys #jacaerys x aegon

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theslay3d · 1 year

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Percy Jackson x reader in which the reader is part of the Titan's army and betrays Percy

Percy Jackson x Any camper!reader

Gender:Gender neutral

Warnings: um death? i think thats all yes

Word count:824

A/N hehehe we love the angst i hope you enjoy this. Sorry its taking me so long to do requests the holidays have made me tired lol ALSO this is probably not canon as i haven’t read this book in awhile

The battle was here and you had to choose. You didn't want to hurt camp but Luke has been manipulating you from the start. Ever since you got to camp. Every quest you were on. You always heard him in your head. Telling you that you could change the world and finally be noticed by your parent and you believed him.

So you fed him information you tried to give fake information once but apparently he had another spy who told him differently so you learned to not give anything fake. Only some half truths which eventually turned into full truths.

You did like Percy and didn't want to hurt him. He was the only one there for you besides Annabeth and Luke but in the prophecy if it's about him he was gonna die anyway. So if the only person that was there for you was gonna die why even try?.

You were at camp when Percy contacted Chiron to bring all the campers to where he was. You knew the battle was gonna start soon. You all got there and a few hours later it began.

You snuck off in the middle of all the chaos and went to contact Luke who merged with Kronos. You knew it was now Kronos but something about his mannerisms still seemed like Luke to you. You thought maybe he was still in there.

“What are their plans” Luke/Kronos demanded as soon as the iris message came through.

You told him everything you knew and he nodded.

“Good job. When i get there i want you to come to me i want to see the shock on Jackson's face”

Your eyes widened “W-what?”

Kronos smirked “What? You thought you wouldn't fight in battle against your camp with me?”

You swallowed it was much easier to believe this was Kronos then Luke right now.

He continued his sentence. “That's too bad Y/n you will be joining my side when i get there” He reached out and swiped through the message.

You sat in the room alone now. A tear escaped your eye before you could stop it. Suddenly the door opened.

“Y/n! We've been looking for you it's time to go”

It was Percy with his messy black hair and sea green eyes.

You weakly smiled “Sorry i just i needed a minute”

He walked forward to stand next to you. You were shocked when he reached out to hug you. “If we make it out of this i need to tell you something Y/n”

You broke from the hug and stared at him. “Alright Percy i'll remind you we both know that you will forget”

He laughed along with you. Why couldn't this moment last forever?

You were now on the bridge with Kronos coming toward you on his horse. At that moment you knew it was time to make the choice. You knew he would call you forward and ask you to join him by his side. What you didn't know was if you could not accept and fight next to Percy.

You turned your head to Percy. This might be the last time you'll see him from the same side.

Finally Kronos made it there. You Percy, and Annabeth all stared him down.

He smirked just like Luke used to do. “Oh Y/n you know what time it is” He taunted.

Percy and Annabeth’s heads snapped towards yours “What's he talking about Y/n?” Percy asked, his head tilted.

You held in your tears as you whispered to them “I'm sorry” and walked forward to join Kronos’s side. Both Percys and Annabeths moths parted in shock. The look in their eyes made your heart break.

Kronos let out a laugh “You should see your faces right now it's amusing really” He let out another laugh and continued “What Jackson do you think they actually cared for you? No they were on my side the whole time”

Before anyone could say anything Annabeth broke forward “You TRAITOR I TRUSTED YOU” She pointed at you as tears escaped both of your eyes.

“I'm sorry” You repeated over and over.

Finally Percy did something. He reached forward and grabbed Annabeth's hand and pulled her back. “Don't” you could hear him mutter to her.

His eyes met yours. Instead of seeing the usual care that he had in his eyes he had hurt and disappointment in them. “How could you Y/n? W-we loved you. You were our friend”

You winced at the past tense words he used but before you could say anything Kronos broke in “This is getting tiring ive already seen the broken look in little Jackson's eyes its time to fight”

That was the last time you saw Percy besides from where you fell with Ethan. You apologized again and let go from where you held on to.

Percy screamed as he watched you fall, unable to do anything.

#percy jackson fanfiction #percy jackson x you #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson #percy jackson angst #percy jackson and the olympians fan fiction #the last olympian #annabeth chase #ethan nakamura #luke castellan

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I don't know if you still accept prompts but: willex + conman falling in love for real AU?

When Alex made it back to the van, his backpack full of the contents of Covington's safe (bonds, diamonds, some gaudy watches, incriminating paperwork, and something Alex was pretty damn sure was a vial of arsenic), he urged Bobby to drive.

Bobby did without comment, but Alex wasn't as lucky with his other two partners in crime.

"Um, what the fuck," Luke said.

"Oh my god it's so nice to finally meet you!" Reggie beamed.

"Hi," Jay said, a little overwhelmed. He was clutching his skateboard to his chest like it was a security blanket. It was the only thing he'd brought with him.

"I can explain," Alex said, trying to ward off Luke's glares.

Except, could he really? His job had been to infiltrate Covington's operation, and to slowly snoop around without being noticed. It wasn't too hard, Covington didn't have time for the lowly accountants who did the legal side of his business. Or, well, semi-legal. Alex was pretty sure at least half the deals that guy struck bent some kind of rule.

Not that he understood most of what was happening on his screen. Reggie seemed to enjoy himself, though, taking over his computer from the van and doing all the actual work while Alex snooped around and ingratiated himself with the right people. He seemed to have done well for himself, given that after only six months Aaron Miller had earned himself a performance bonus.

It was a shame he'd never be able to cash that paycheck.

He hadn't meant to fall in love with the very pretty intern that also seemed to never be at his desk. The one who actually vouched for him to the security staff when he was on a floor he shouldn't have been on. Sure, Jay had thought he snuck up there to steal some of the fancy lunch the C-suite had catered, but still. They swiped a bunch of fancy salmon and sandwiches and pastries and went up to the roof - another place they were not supposed to be - and talked.

And talked. And talked. And flirted. And talked. Over the months Alex had been with the company, he learned that Jay wasn't just an intern, he was Covington's... well, ward, for lack of better term. Not quite a son. Not quite a servant. But definitely under his control in the worst way, being groomed to take over the company, or at least act as a figurehead while Caleb really ran things from the shadows.

"This is Jay, he's the love of my life," he finally said, and Reggie squee'd happily. Luke just stared at him. "He helped me crack Covington's safe. And he's coming with us."

"That's all well and good," Bobby said. "But we don't have a fake passport for your new beau, or an exit plan for five people."

"Actually, we do have that first one," Reggie said, not looking guilty at all. Of course the hacker had been listening in to Alex' earbud all day while working. "You look like a Willie to me," he told Jay, handing over an excellent forgery.

"I like it," Jay, or now Willie said, looking at the passport. Alex didn't fail to notice that Willie had the same fake last name as the one that was in Alex' go-bag. "And speaking of ways to get out of the country, um, I stole the keys to Caleb's yacht?"

"The yacht has a tracker in it," Luke said, shaking his head.

"Yeah, his regular one does," Willie agreed. "But not his super secret evil villain yacht that he uses to do illegal stuff in international waters."

Even Luke looked impressed at that one.

"I knew rich people did weird stuff like that," Reggie muttered to himself as Bobby made a U-turn to head to the marina instead.

"Well," Luke said thoughtfully. "Welcome aboard, Willie. Or whatever you want to be called from now on, we'll get Flynn to make you a new one the next time we're in London."

His boyfriend smiled. "I think I'll stick with Willie."

#julie and the phantoms #willex #alex mercer #willie throckmorton #vaguely leverage / a-team au because why not #fanfic #I wrote a thing #AUs are awesome #yes Reggie gave Willie the middle name Throckmorton #they all have stupid middle names it's a Flynn specialty #you just know he gave her all the hot goss when he dropped by to ask her to make a passport #this is probably not what you wanted but it's what my brain kept chewing on like a puppy with a chew toy so... ba-daaah

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I think it’s interesting the scenes that they chose to mirror from the original trilogy.

I think it’s interesting how many of those scenes go from being Luke and Darth Vader to Padme and Anakin.

The idea of it is clear. Padme was the reason Anakin ultimately joined the Dark Side, but she was also the only thing keeping him from falling completely. Luke plays a similar role, in that he is the thing that draws Vader out of the Dark Side. The role Padme played, albeit differently.

An example of this is Vader asking Luke to kill Palpatine with him and rule the galaxy by his side. Anakin does the same with Padme, on Mustafar, where he tells her that they can kill Palpatine and rule the galaxy together.

Luke and Padme actually react to this offer rather similarly, if you think about it. Luke just found out the Darth Vader is his father and he’s scared and he doesn’t know what’s going on. Padme just found out that her husband is Darth Vader and she’s scared and she doesn’t know what’s going on. They both refuse, of course, but the mirroring is still there, and I like it a lot.

Of course there’s the mirroring in which Padme believes that Anakin is good even on her deathbed, and Luke believes that Darth Vader is still good even while Darth Vader is being very convincingly not good. Padme’s faith in him kept Anakin grounded until Obi-Wan snuck onto her ship and showed up at the least good time ever. Luke’s faith in Anakin is what ultimately led to Anakin fulfilling his destiny and destroying the Sith. It’s nice.

But, there’s also a mirror of the scene where Palpatine is using Force Lightning on Luke. He uses it on Mace Windu, and Palpatine is in Luke’s role of being hurt, but it differs a lot. Palpatine complains a lot and keeps mentioning how old and frail he is. Luke just kind of asks for help. And there’s Vader and Anakin, watching this happen and torn in both scenarios until he snaps.

It’s interesting that they mirrored this scene in this way. It’s a good way of showing that Anakin views Mace Windu and the Jedi as the villains, the same way he later views Palpatine in the same position. And both scenes end in Anakin betraying someone. Betraying the Jedi, then betraying the Sith. It’s fascinating, the visual storytelling here. In my opinion.

Of course, Luke mostly mirrors Anakin, but I appreciate that he mirrors Padme as well. Leia is the same way. Neither of them copies one parent entirely, they act as a mix of both, which is more realistic and more interesting. It’s fun to see how Luke and Leia are similar to their parents.

Apart of the mirroring that’s interesting to me is the loneliness. Anakin is surrounded by Jedi, but feels entirely alone. Luke is entirely alone and is, when you think about it, the entirety of the Jedi and therefore surrounded by it (go with it). The way their loneliness mirrors each other is interesting, because Luke seems to get stronger from it. Anakin gets nervous and fearful and doesn’t trust anyone, but Luke just seems to be calm.

And that’s really the difference between Luke and Anakin, isn’t it? Anakin reacts by lashing out, while Luke mostly reacts by remaining calm.

When Anakin finds out his mom died, he killed an entire camp. When Luke found out Owen and Beru died, he just went quiet. Luke reacts to sadness more like Padme, where he gets quiet instead of angry, and I like that a lot.

Anyway, long story short, I love narrative mirroring and I love parents and children being similar and I love Luke Skywalker. Not in that order.

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Feelings pt 4

Mark Estapa x reader

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Masterlist

Pt 1

Pt 2

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Mark

She eventually fell asleep. It took a bit for her to calm down. After I sat her down on my bed, Ethan woke up and saw her condition and decided to give us some space. I think he’s next door with Luke, Mack, and Dylan. Once she could final get words out she told me two words that made me want to kick Will’s teeth in. “He cheated.” That’s all y/n had to say for my blood to boil. “A-am I not good enough? D-did I do something wrong? I-I actually thought he liked me. It’s all my fault Mark.” She sobbed. “Y/n please. I swear it wasn’t anything you did. Your the most gorgeous, kindest, and genuine girl I’ve ever met. I can’t believe that asshole could have made you think it was your fault. Cause trust me it wasn’t you.” She looks up at me with glossy eyes and gives me the tightest hug I’ve ever received. “Mark, I really, really love you. Please don’t leave me. I’m sorry that we drifte-d. It was my fau-lt. I shouldn’t have trusted him.” She says those words and my thoughts ramble. “It wasn’t your fault. It was his. I would never blame you. I love you more than words can describe. I’m not going to let that fucker get away with treating you like this. I promise.” I hold her tight as her breathing relaxes. She falls asleep on my chest and I carefully move out from under her to make sure I don’t wake her. I need to talk to the guys. Because I don’t know if I can get through the night without beating Will’s ass.

When I walk into Dylan and Mackies dorm I’m met with all the boys sitting in silence. “Is she okay?” Luke ask first. “Honestly I don’t think so. She thinks it’s her fault. No matter what I do she won’t believe me.” I say in a defeated tone. “I just need y’all to talk me out of kicking his ass right now. If I go and find him, he’ll end up in the hospital I promise you.” Eddy grabs my shoulder and pulls me into another hug. This has to probably be the most hugs I’ve ever gotten. The rest of the guys follow and we end up in a group hug. “We know you care about her, Mark. I didn’t want to tell you this, because it honestly isn’t my place, but 2 weeks after orientation y/n confessed that she liked you sense you guys were 16. She swore me to secrecy, but I can’t hold it in anymore. Y’all deserve each other. I say you go get the girl.” What?!? She actually likes me? Like not as a friend. Damn now I feel really stupid. “I’m going to need some help confessing my feelings, boys. You guys in?” They all laughed and immediately said yes. We spent about an hour going over our plan. Once it’s all set in stone I thank them and I say my goodbyes. I have to get back to my girl.

I don’t want to wake her so I’ll opt to ask her about it in the morning. Right now she just needs to go east. I crawl into bed and grab y/n and tuck her under my arms. She still has swollen eyes from crying, but yet she’s still so beautiful. Tomorrow. Tomorrow I’ll tell her that. And hopefully she’ll be mine.

Y/n

I wake up not knowing where I am. As I turn over I see a sleeping Mark clinging to my body. All the memories start to come back. Me walking into Will’s apartment, me leaving the apartment crying hysterically. Then me showing up here. I went to bed last night hoping it was all a dream. I was wrong. This is reality. My reality. The reality where I’m not good enough. I’m the second choice. It seems that this is a common feeling to me. I get up and find my phone just to be met with 14 missed messages from Will. I don’t even bother to look at them. He lost his right to talk to me when he screwed my roommate behind my back. He cheated. He cheated with my roommate too. I don’t think I’ll be able to go back to my dorm. How can I look her in the eyes? She snuck behind my back to get with my boyfriend. My thoughts are interrupted by Mark pulling me close. “Y/n go back to sleep. Let’s cuddle…please…” I agree and lay back down. His arms ingulf me and I lay my head on his chest. I feel safe here. I feel at peace. But mainly I feel at home. I never felt this way about Will. Only Mark.

It’s now 10 am and Mark and I are getting ready for the day. He gave me a pair of sweatpants and a Michigan crew neck to wear. He said he wants to take me somewhere to cheer me up. I guess we’ll see where he takes me.

He turns into an old parking lot and I look up and see a movie theater. But it’s not just any movie theater, it’s the old one we went to when we were kids. “Mark, I thought they closed down?” He grabs my hand and says,” They did. I just pulled a couple strings and now we have a free showing of your favorite movie.” My heart melts. He did this all for me? “Come on let’s get going”. I follow him into the cinema.

After about an hour and a half we are done with the movie and we are just sitting there staring at each other. “Can I tell you something?” Mark asks. I nod yes. “Y/n I know this is early, trust me I know. After what happened last night… I-I can’t keep this to myself anymore. I like you. And I don’t mean like you, I mean I LIKE you. Scratch that I think I love you. I probably sound like an idiot but-,” I cut him off by pressing my lips to his. He turns his head to deepen the kiss. I pull away to say,” Mark you’re not an idiot. I love you too. I have loved you since we were 16. Probably earlier if I’m being honest. I didn’t tell you because I was afraid you didn't feel the same.” Mark cups my cheeks to say,” y/n how could I not feel the same. I mean look at you. You're the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen. You can light up a room by just smiling. You’re the definition of perfection.” Then he places another kiss on my lips. We go back and forth explaining everything we love about the other, until he says,”So y/n, will you make me the happiest person in the world and be my girlfriend?” I look at the grin on his face and say,” Of course Stops. I would love to.” We kiss for one more time. Midway through the kiss we are interrupted by snickering. “You guys can come out now.” Mark announces. All of a sudden Ethan, Mackie, Luke, and Dylan all poked out from behind the movie screen. “Did y’all have something to do with this?” I ask. “Well who do you think set this up? Because spoiler alert it wasn't loverboy over there. Well he planned it, but It was us 4 smart human beings who put the plan in place.” Luke says. Me and Mark both giggle at that comment. “Well if this little make out sesh is over, I think we should all go and get lunch, I’m starving.” Duker announces. All of us laugh at Duker as he rushes out to the parking lot.

We ended up at this nearby diner. As we are walking in, something seems to set Mark and Eddy off. I turn to look at what they are starting at just to see Will and Mandy cuddled up in a booth together. Mark charges for Will. The guys try to stop them but they're no match for Mark when he’s pissed. “Ahh look who it is? How’s it going Mark?” Mark goes and grabs Will by his collar. “You listen here bud. You're lucky she’s here or I’d beat your ass right here right now especially after how you treated her. You and your new chick of the month will leave her alone, is that understood?” Will looks at me and laughs. That only causes Mark to pin Will up against the wall and get his fist and put I dangerously close to Will’s face. “O-ok man! Calm down! We will leave her alone I promise!” When Mark lets him go, Will runs straight out of the diner. While Mandy rushes right after him. “Sorry about that, I just had too.” He tells me. I nod. I understand where he’s coming from. Will did in fact treat me like shit. I know Mark isn’t a violent person at heart. I grab his hand and lead him to a booth. As we are all seated we talk about the most random things. Luke tells us embarrassing stories about his brothers Quinn and Jack, and a bit about Dylan too. Mackie tells us about his twin and how her hockey season is going, then Ethan talks about this girl he’s talking to. I can see the gleam in his eyes. He has fallen for her and it’s obvious. It's funny how I could see it in everyone but the one person I really wanted to, but that’s the mysterious part of life people warn you about. After we are all done eating we all gather back into the cars we can in and head back to the dorms. Me and Mark spend the rest of the night tangled in eachothers arms. Just walking Tv and talking about random things.

3 months later

Mark and I are doing amazing. He both are hopelessly in love with each other, and it’s great. The team ended up winning the big 10 championship, and heading to the frozen 4. They unfortunately didn’t end up on top, but I was still really proud of the boys. They fought hard. It was sad to see some of the guys leave, but it was worth it to see them play in the nhl. The last semester was nearing its end, and I felt like a changed person. I never would have guessed that I would have been this happy at the end of the year. I’m in a great relationship with my best friend, I have a great support system all around me, and I’m always happy. The one thing that’s still taking time to adjust to is living with the guys. After the whole Will thing went down, I basically moved in with Mark and Eddy for a month. We all chipped in to buy an apartment not too far from the campus. I got my own room even though I barely use it, I like feeling so welcomed. This is quite literally the best I’ve ever felt in my life. And the silly fact is all it took was for Marky and me to confess some feelings.

A/n: this is the last part but I will probably do bonus scenes in the future!! Hope you liked it!!!

#hockey #michigan #michigan hockey #umich boys #umich wolverines #umich hockey #mark estapa #mark estapa blurb #markestapafic

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This entire fluff of Will being an adorable child was written as emotional compensation (mainly) for @actual-gremlin. Anyone else can take it as emotional compensation for my normal posts though!

Quick Note: Because timelines are actual torture this is at least a year before The Lightning Thief, mainly bc for the sake of plot I needed Luke to not be entirely evil & he really turns after his own quest/when Percy arrives/is claimed.

When Will was younger, he found a tabby cat in the woods near camp while following Connor to find flowers for their older sisters. The cat was missing half of her tail, but was surprisingly affectionate towards them. Will fell in love immediately, and while he wasn't a vet, his vitalkinesis told him that more than just her tail was injured. She was malnourished and dehydrated with a sprain in her front paw.

"Do you think your siblings will let you keep her? Do you even plan on keeping her?" Connor asked with his arms full of flowers.

"It really depends on what she wants. Poor angel. I would like her, but I wanna make sure she's okay first." Will's small arms held the cat and he pet the underside of her jaw, grinning when she started to purr.

"I didn't even know you liked cats. How could you hide this from me?"

"Ma used to take me to the pet shelters before she would play her concerts at night when touring. And I didn't hide anything. You're just a bad friend for never asking. Hmph."

"Wha? Hey!" The two boys laughed as they approached the Big House. Will's face grew determined seeing as his biggest challenge would be inside.

"Good luck, soldier. If they don't let you keep her, I'll sneak her into Hermes for you. Luke wants us family to be happy, so I can figure something out." Connor did his best to move the flowers around so he could give a salute.

"I lied earlier. You're a great friend...when you aren't playing the pranks of the century." Will nodded his head, took a deep breath, and walked inside the chamber.

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Will was happy to note that the infirmary was mostly empty save for, surprisingly, Luke and Lee. What was even stranger though was Luke wasn't in a cot. He was sitting on top of Lee's desk, something that Will had be reprimanded for several times.

"Why doesn't Luke get scolded for sitting on your desk?" Will pouted walking towards his big brother and the Hermes counselor.

Both of the older boys jumped, but Lee just looked over at Will and smiled kindly. "He already was. You know how Hermes kids are."

Luke turned his body around to face Will as well with a mischievous grin. "Lee has tried to kick me off of the desk several times, but I outsmarted him."

Lee's face flushed, but Will completely missed the interaction between them, looking at Luke with amazement. "You managed to outsmart Lee!? But he's smart, but also a little dumb-"

"Hey!"

"-so I can also understand."

"William. Why is there a cat in your arms?" Lee asked, out of curiosity and to redirect the conversation away from his dating life. Will was, perhaps, his only sibling who remained mostly spared from growing up too fast, and Lee was determined to keep it that was for just a little longer. Romance just went over his head, which was the innocence a child should have.

"Oh yeah! I found her when Connor and I were...-" Will pursed his lips and thought about how to say they snuck into the woods without getting into trouble. He had never met their dad, Apollo, so Lee was really the closest to one he felt like he had. And Lee had perfected the disappointed parent look- Will blamed Michael for that. "...taking a stroll through some trees to look for flowers and I found her! She's injured and I wanna help her."

Will was determined to at least be able to nurse the cat back to health, even if Lee wouldn't let him keep her. His arms were wrapped protectively around the cat and she relaxed onto Will's shoulder.

"A stroll through some trees?" Lee raised his eyebrow as if he was questioning whether or not to let the deceit go. Apparently, Will was very lucky, because his big brother just sighed. "You know we aren't vets. How can you be sure you can help her? How do you know its a her?"

"I'm a healer." Will said it with so much pride that Lee couldn't help but smile just a little bit. "And vitalkinesis, dummy."

"Michael is such a bad influence on you. He's got you insulting me in my own infirmary."

"Isn't he also the only one of your siblings, other than this one - but he's gotta only be a fourth of a person -("Hey!") who can get your stubborn ass to take a break?" Luke spoke up with an amused smirk.

"Language. There is a small and impressionable child here."

"Mikey says bad words all the time," Will spoke up, looking between the two counselors extremely confused.

"I'll have a talk with him about it. If you want to try to help the cat.." Lee noticed Will's puppy dog eyes and let out a swear of his own in Ancient Greek. "You can try to help her, but we don't have any cat food so you'll have to see if she'll eat tuna. And we aren't keeping her." Will nodded along with a small pout.

Instead of giving confirmation, Will walked to a cot and set the cat down before humming a soft healing hymn.

"We're gonna end up with a cat, aren't we?"

"You guys most definitely are. That kid has you wrapped around his fingers."

"It's the eyes! You'd think he was an Aphrodite kid, but he just pulls the puppy dog eyes and I give in."

"Lee, that's just you being a sucker."

"I'm just a better brother than you. All of the poor, sweet children that have their ears tainted by the horrors spoken of in the Hermes cabin tell me so."

"I'm going to go tell Castor and Pollux to start awful rumors about you. Overdramatic, absolute pushover, workaho-ouch!"

"Don't be mean. I'm going to go help Will. If you would be so kind, could you possibly sneak Cabin 7 some stuff for our new cat? I really don't think I'm getting out of this one."

"Yeah, sure. Good luck with being 'Cabin Mom'. I have my own rats to gather up soon; Connor and Travis should probably be first."

Will had healed the sprain and gotten the cat water and a can of tuna which she was currently happily drinking and eating away at. He sat in a chair by the bed watching her with a wide grin. Seeing her eating made him really happy and when she would look up, he reassured her with a "It's fine. There is plenty." before she went back to eating.

Lee ruffled Will's hair when he made it over. "Things going good, Sunshine?"

"Mmmmhm! She likes tuna, I think. Or maybe just really hungry."

"We can try a few things coming up to see what she likes. Overeating can also make her sick. Sometimes cats, and people, do it when they're malnourished for so long and have, for instance, they're favorite food for the first time."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It's why when you say you're not hungry, I always say eat two bites and you don't have to eat anymore if you still don't want any."

"That makes sense! Its much nicer than back in Texas when I would stay with my Granma and Gramps. They had dumb rules." His nose scrunched up as he recalled the nights he just really didn't feel good, the very few times he got sick, and was forced to sit at the table for hours.

"Those rules are the worst." Lee agreed and pulled his little brother in for a hug. "There are some rules that are good though."

"Like what?"

"Rules you have to follow for us to take in your new friend."

Will's eyes sparkled with excitement as he listened to the rules carefully, curls bouncing as he nodded along. The small lecture ended in a sacred oath, even more sacred than a promise on the Styx, a pinkie promise.

Bear, as Will had named her - though no one knew why since she didn't look much like one, grew healthier each week. She gained more weight, especially when she realized she could get extra treats by going to multiple Cabin 7 kids. Her fur grew fluffier (giving her a bath had been Michael's job - the punishment for swearing around children.) which Will absolutely loved, because she cuddled with him at night.

She had almost gotten herself caught multiple times because she tried to follow Will out of the Cabin. (Lee was going to get gray hairs by the time he turned 20, though he'd be ancient then. He was sure of it.)

By the time Chiron did find out about Bear, Lee had gotten the other head counselors on his side if this came to a debate. Luckily, many of them liked Will and seeing him being a kid with a cat probably helped sway the tides, or maybe some God was looking out for them. Either way, Chiron agreed to let her stay since they had clearly taken care of her this long.

Will went to sleep that night holding Bear a little closer, while she simply curled up to the boy. In a few years, he would lose so much, and she would stay through some of the hardest moments in his life, but right now he was just a boy with his big siblings and their cat.

#will solace just had to be a kid that used those giant eyes #and lee fletcher fell for it every time #lee was a child that grew up way too fast & no one can change my mind #there are easter eggs to personality hcs in here #will solace #lee fletcher #michael yew #apollo cabin #luke castellan #connor stoll #leeluke #but its supposed to be minor i swear #and its before luke went evil #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo

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so its thursday. not drunk this time. feeling pretty shit today so lets work off that and do something softish. so you're a uni student and you're dating Luke. life is tough as fuck with finals and mid terms and you study A LOT and Luke is a really understanding boyfriend who gives you neck rubs and only distracts you when he knows you can take it ;) you've had a really tough week with SO MANY projects that you have barely been sleeping and Luke really wants to pamper you but doesn't want 1/?

to make it worse by distracting you so he just rolls with it. finally on Friday night you turn in your last essay and trudge up stairs only to find Luke has a bubble bath ready for you. he tells you how proud he is of you for doing you studies so well and helps undress you. you get into the tub and he does too, he sits behind you with you between his legs, back against his chest with his arms around you as he kisses your shoulder and your neck and your jaw and pampers you with love 2/?

SO MUCH Praise about how smart you are and it makes you laugh. his arms are wrapped around your waist but one hand slips down and begins to rub at you as you lean back into his touch and just enjoy it, eyes closing and relaxing for the first time in ages. he kisses your shoulder and murmurs “i love you” while working you up to your high, he makes you cum like that and it’s super soft and loving. he waits for you to be done with the bath and then helps you out of it, drying you off and taking 3/?

you to the bedroom where he lays down with you and kisses you. you know he’s being patient as fuck because you havent had a good fuck session all week cuz you’ve been studying and he’s been hard since the bath. you move to blow him and he stops you, telling you tonight is about you and making you relax. he pampers you with kisses and rubs at your skin and makes you relaxed while you tangle your fingers in his hair and enjoy it. its slow and passionate and UMF this guy is so in love with you 4/4

2.6k words of something under the cut idk im sorry

Luke knew when he could and couldn’t distract you from you’re studies, when you’d actually be open and responsive to it and this week wasn’t one of them. Finals were rolling around which meant that all your projects and papers were due before the exams, suffice it to say that you were stressed. There were just too many things to do and you felt like you were failing at all of them. Half of the papers probably made no sense but you turned them in anyways and you hoped to god that you could at least get partial credit for your psychology project. You had spent hours on it and you weren’t even sure that you did it correctly.

Too many times this week had Luke woken up at 4am only to find you bent over your desk, scribbling messy notes in a rush before your class. Tonight was no different when he went downstairs and saw you sitting at the kitchen table, half of a sandwich that he made you hours ago pushed to the side with an abandoned cold cup of tea next to it. His heart ached when he caught a glimpse of your face, red rimmed eyes indicating that you had shed a few tears over some assignment. You just looked exhausted.

Slowly coming up behind you, he rests his hands on your shoulders as he lays a kiss on the top of your head. You were so focused you didn’t even know he had woken up, tensing up at the unfamiliar touch until you realized it was just Luke. Tilting your head up, you catch his eyes as he bends down to give you another kiss, this time to your forehead. He stays like that as you raise your hand up, your palm against his cheek to hold him in place.

“Sorry, did I wake you? Go back to sleep, baby.” your voice soft as you didn’t want to disrupt the quiet, no reason for him to lose much needed sleep over your schoolwork. Beginning to massage the knots in your back, he says “No, just wanted to check up on you. Help you relax a bit.” The feeling of his hands makes your head fall into your arms that were resting on the table, you had lost count of how many hours you’d been hunched over but your back surely didn’t.

Papers were scattered all around you, notebooks from different classes all pulled out as you jump from subject to subject. Luke itches to do something, anything, to make this better as he feels useless seeing you like this with nothing to do to help. Every time he leaves to or comes home from the studio, he expects to find you asleep for at least a nap, but each time you’re wide awake, still sitting in the same spot at the table. He’s not quite sure when the last time you got a full night’s sleep was.

“What are you working on right now?” he asks, trying to make sense of your papers cause to him it all looks like gibberish. Raising the flashcards in your hand to show him what you’re doing, you tell him “Just testing myself on some definitions from my psych class.” with a shrug of your shoulders. At that, Luke moves and makes his way to the chair across from you as he sits down. Reaching over to you, he grabs the flashcards out of your hand. “Hey! What are you-”

Looking at the first one, he reads “What are the differences in beliefs of the Nativists and Constructivists in language acquisition?” Your heart fills with adoration for the man in front of you as he flicks through your notecards. Him waking up to check on you already had you feeling so loved and now here he was helping you with your work, your heart could’ve burst.

Seeing his eyebrows scrunch together as he goes through your work, he mutters to himself “Shit, what are you even studying?” You giggle at his comments cause, hell, at this point even you didn’t know. “So what’s the answer?” Thinking back on the question, you say uncertainly “Nativists believe that children have innate linguistic knowledge, that language isn’t learned, while constructivists believe children learn from exposure…..right?” your head tilted as you answer, trying to remember if it’s correct. “Yeah, it’s right. You’re so fucking smart, baby.” Your cheeks heat at the compliment, not used to the praise.

Sitting like that studying continued for a few more hours until Luke made you call it a night. “Finish in the morning, sweetheart. You’re exhausted right now, nothing’s gonna stick.” Reluctantly you agreed since the last half hour of your session was mostly just Luke calling your name to wake you from your unintentional dozing. Going up the stairs hand in hand, you relish the feeling of the mattress against your body. As Luke climbs in next to you and pulls you close against his chest, you didn’t need more than a minute until you’re in deep sleep. With one of Luke’s hands running through your hair, the exhaustion settles in quick as you feel a soft kiss press against your head.

“I’m done!” rings through the house as Luke hears the door shut. Walking into the living room, he catches sight of you dropping your backpack before you run towards him, catching you in his arms easily. He twirls you in a circle as you tell him about how you actually think you did well on your finals, that maybe not all hope was lost for you. “’Course you did well, you’re the smartest woman I know, darling.” You giggle as Luke nuzzles his face into your neck, tickling you with his scruff. All the stress of the last few weeks falling away with every moment you spend with him.

Putting you back on your feet, Luke reaches a hand out as he says “Come on, follow me.” He leads you up the stairs to your shared bedroom where he gives you a kiss and tells you to undress as he runs a bath. When he turns to walk towards the bathroom, you pull him back to you and wrap your arms around his neck, bringing his face down to your level. You attach your lips to his in a soft kiss before he disconnects and stares at you. “I love you,” falling off your lips easily.

He’d been so patient with you that you just wanna show him how much it all means. Making his way back into the bathroom to turn the water on, you hear him throw an ‘I love you too’ over his shoulder. You shake your head to yourself, laughing softly at his response while you undress to nothing, getting ready for the bath. Just imaging the feeling of hot water against your skin almost has you moaning, your body so tired from the lack of sleep and uncomfortable positions you forced it into as you studied.

You enter the bathroom when Luke turns to tell you something, his breathe catching in his throat at the sight of you naked. It had been a few weeks since you guys had done anything and he almost forgot just how stunning you really were. “Why aren’t you naked?” you tell him, a sly smile on your face as you do so. “Are you sexualizing me?” Luke rebuts jokingly as his hands go to the front of his shirt to undo the buttons. Helping him get the rest of his clothes of quickly, all you say is “Yup.” with a smirk on your face.

With the water at the perfect temperature, you slowly sink down and adjust yourself. Luke pushes you forward so that he could get in before grabbing your waist and flushing your back to his chest. You both sit in there silently for a little while, your head laying on his shoulder, just relaxing. “This week was absolute hell, thank god it’s over” you say out loud, filling the silence “and thank you for helping me, baby.” His lips begin to ghost over your neck, “Don’t thank me, my love, it was all you. You’re brilliant.”

Soft kisses are pressed into your shoulder as he continues to tell you how proud he is, “What are you proud of? I just took some tests, it’s not like I did something magical.” The tone of your voice allowing him to hear your insecurities, insecurities that he knew were bullshit. At that, Luke blows a raspberry into your neck causing you to squirm away from him in a burst of laughter.

“Oh my god, stop, no, I’m ticklish. What are you doing?” the smile wide on your face. “Anytime you say something that’s not true, I’m gonna tickle you.” he states knowing you’d do anything to not let that happen. “And when did we agree on this rule?” you tell him, your voice incredulous. “Right now.”

As you open your mouth to disagree with him, he blows into your neck again before you get any words out. You try to push his face away through your laughter but he’s stuck onto you not letting go. But slowly, the air against your neck turns into kisses against your shoulder while your laughter turns to short breathes and low moans.

It’s been a few weeks since you’ve had time for sex and because of that, just a few kisses on your neck and collarbone have you moving against Luke’s chest. You feel one of his hands creep in between your legs, spreading them gently as his thumb reaches your clit. “Fuck” tumbling from you mouth as his fingers circles your clit and his mouth continues to leave marks on your neck. You reach the edge so quickly when Luke whispers into your ear “Cum for me, baby.” Moans echoing in the bathroom as you let go for him.

Your body relaxes against his chest as you have your first orgasm in weeks, school taking over every part of your life that you didn’t even have time to release the tension. Luke moves you so he could get out of the tub and grab towels for the both of you. Quickly wrapping you up and drying you off, he gives you a peck on the nose before putting a hand underneath your knees and gathering you in his arms. He drops you on the bed as the towel falls to your feet, leaving you in nothing.

The sight of you still damp from the bath and naked on your bed almost has Luke cumming then and there. You can see how hard he is as you sit up on your knees. As he comes close to you, you move to grab his cock before he stops you, “What are you doing?” he asks you with a furrow in his eyebrows. “Just wanna help you out a little.” you answer as you try to grip his cock in your fist again. His hand catches yours and pushes you away from him, “It’s all about you today, don’t worry bout me.” His words cause your body to heat up, unprepared for whatever he had planned.

“Lie back down against the pillows and spread your legs.” You followed the order quickly, falling against the bed as you opened yourself up for him. His stare had you feeling like you were on fire. “Fuck, you’re so gorgeous.” he tells you as his own hands go to his cock, stroking it up and down before letting go and kneeling in front of the bed. With both his hands on your calves, he pulls you towards him so that you’re spread out in front of his face. You feel his warm breathe on your clit as his hands move up to your thighs, keeping them open. “Missed your pussy, baby. Been so long since I’ve tasted you.”

Your hips dig into the mattress as you look for any sort of friction, all the teasing leaving you in need for immediate relief. Finally, Luke starts kissing on your thighs, slowly making his way to your pussy. When he gets to your center, he licks one long swipe between your folds with a loud “Oh my god” coming out of your mouth. Because of your reaction, Luke doesn’t let up, his tongue swirling and sucking on your clit as your hands tangle in his curls. You press his face against you as he continues eating you out, alternating between sucking on your clit and moving his tongue in between your folds.

He notices your hands curling into the sheets as you start squeezing your thighs around him, a sign that you were about to cum. A few more licks at your clit and you’re cumming as you writhe underneath him, desperate to catch your breath. Thinking that he’d pull away after your orgasm, you jerk when you feel his mouth on your pussy again. “Please, please, stop, I ca- oh fuck” is all you can say when he slides a finger inside you, not waiting long before a second joins it. The feeling of his tongue coupled with the fullness of his fingers has you going over the edge for the third time.

You push his head away, not knowing what he would do as you try to regain control of your body from it’s shaking. Opening your eyes, you see Luke moving onto the bed in between your knees, “Can you take my cock, baby?” he asks. Still sensitive but your need for him so strong that you nodded your head to his question, wanting him to fill you up.

With no warning, Luke sinks into you in one thrust as your back arches off the bed, “Oh fuck, you’re so fucking tight.” His hands wander up to your breasts as he fucks you, fingers tugging and rolling your nipples, the combined sensation having you cry out. He keeps a hand at your breast while the other taps at your mouth, ordering you open. “Suck them,” he tells you when two of his fingers go past your lips. You swirl your tongue around them and suck on them like they were his cock, his moans matching yours. After they’re wet enough for him, his hand wanders back to your clit, rubbing it against his fingers as his cock slams in and out of you.

Your hands grasp on to his shoulders as Luke moves the hand at your breast to around your back to pull you up to him, practically riding him. Bouncing up and down on his cock, you feel the grip on your hips get tight, knowing you’ll find marks in the morning. Once again, your orgasm starts to build up when Luke pushes you back down on the bed, a hand at your throat as he fucks into you so deep. “Oh shit, Luke, I’m so close.” A few more thrusts and you feel yourself lose control as you come undone, only seeing white behind your eyelids. Luke’s thrusts grow sloppy until he hits it one more time and follows you over the edge.

Lying side by side, you’re both trying to catch your breath after the fuck. Luke recovers enough for him to get up and grab something to clean you both off before he throws it back in the bathroom and climbs into bed. His arms wrap around your waist as you cuddle into him, your forehead resting against his heart, when he presses a soft kiss to the crown of your head and whispers “Congratulations, sweetheart.”

#this is 2.6k what the ever loving fuck #idk what i did #dana you really just fuck me up huh #i snuck in a 'my love' know that i know luke actually uses it #catch me SOBBING #fuck this was something #jkljsklafjsadkl hope its good #the flashcards are my actual work that im not studying for my midterm in a week whoops #lh concepts #luke hemmings #lh #5sos #5 seconds of summer #luke hemmings fic #luke hemmings blurb #my writing #softforcal

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huggybug · 2 years

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promises are broken like a stitch is - luke hughes

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“Did you miss us?” Thomas grinned, throwing an arm around your shoulder as Matty shook his head at his friend. Thomas Bordeleau was one of your closest friends; He played with Luke for a year in the NTDP and you ended up hanging out with the team but more specifically Thomas and Matty a lot. They were both back in Michigan, ready to head up to the Hughes lake house but had come a few days early to see you.

“Boston is actually nice… peaceful really” You teased. It was your favourite thing to do, talk about how much you loved going to BU and Boston in general just to get under the boys’ skin. Matty was usually in support of it until you told them that you were a BU hockey fan, that didn’t sit well.

“Yeah right, you wish you came to Ann Arbor” Matty grinned and you rolled your eyes with a smile.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night Matty” You were listening to their stories about their first NHL experiences when Thomas’ eyes went wide at something behind you.

“Well shit, look who’s back” You turn to see all three Hughes brothers walking up to your table, Jack with a huge grin while Quinn and Luke are both sporting much smaller smiles. Your heart pounds at the sight of Luke. You’re frozen in your seat as the boys all greet each other. Quinn gives you a quick hug while Jack is talking to Matty and Luke stays quiet between his brothers.

“Y/n! How are you? How’s Boston?” Jack asks as he moves to your side, pushing Luke out of the way.

“I’m good, really loving it up out there” You grin. The Hughes brothers were always good friends of yours which made your break up with Luke even more complicated since your lives were so intertwined.

“Lukey, don’t be rude” Thomas grinned and you glared at him. You and Luke were both uncomfortable and Thomas knew he was only making it worse.

“Hey Y/n” Luke mumbled and you returned an equally quiet hello.

“How long has it been since you two saw each other?” Thomas asked, continuing the conversation and stirring the pot as usual.

“When she threw the ring at me” Luke answered quietly and your chest squeezes, thinking back to the day of your breakup.

“We had a plan!” Luke exclaims, clearly frustrated with where this conversation was going. You had just broken the news that you had decided to accept the admission offer for Boston University over Michigan.

“You had a plan Luke” It was never a discussion, one day Luke had informed you of his plan and laid it all out and you didn’t have the heart to tell him that there were still other things to be considered.

“I thought you wanted to stay together and go to school together” You weren’t against it, you did apply to Michigan after all but it was honestly your safety school. BU had a much better program and you would be crazy to give that opportunity up because of your relationship, something you though Luke would understand.

“And then what? You won’t be there for the four years, you’ll be gone after what? One year, two? The. what am I supposed to do?” It was clear to you that he hadn’t thought it all through.

“I don’t know, come to Jersey with me” He said seriously and you scoffed.

“I’m not following you around the country Luke! I have to make something of myself, I can’t just be dependent on you forever”

“You can though, just come to Michigan and we can figure it out” Luke reached for your hand but you pulled away quickly.

“Oh my god Luke! Do you not get it?” You were frustrated that he didn’t seem to understand what you were getting at.

“I just… don’t know why you’re so desperate to leave me”

“Not everything is about you” You grumbled.

“So it this it? Are we done?”

“I guess we are”

“But… the ring” Your gaze dropped to the promise ring Luke gave you on your two year anniversary, the night of his draft. It was at the end of the night, after a few too many drinks that Quinn had snuck you both; Luke claimed that if you weren’t so young, it would be an engagement ring which made you ridiculously giddy. However, that was also before you knew how your college situation would pan out and definitely before you knew Luke would act like this when he found out. Looking down at the simple diamond ring that had been on your left ring finger for months now, you weren’t sure how to feel. “You can’t break that, we promised each other”

“You broke it first Luke” The one promise you made to each other was to always give one another a fair chance. Whether it was defending themselves or explaining something, you both deserved a proper chance. Luke basically turning down your college choice was a major infraction of that promise.

“I love you. Don’t leave me like this Y/n/n” Your breathing was even as you slipped the ring off your finger and twirled it in your hand.

“Y/n…” Luke warned and your eyes flickered up to him. He looked hurt and while you felt bad, you couldn’t justify continuing a relationship with someone who expects you to drop anything and everything for him at any given time. “You don’t want this, come on we can talk about it more. Just go to Boston and we can see what happens in a couple years”

“It doesn’t matter when we talk about it Luke, i will never uproot my life for my boyfriend” You pause for a moment, making sure this is really what you want before flipping him the ring. He wasn’t expecting it, you can hear the ring clatter onto the floor but you don’t bend down to collect it, instead grabbing your bag and walking to the door. Luke’s standing speechless in the kitchen, in disbelief that you really just left and threw the ring he brought his brothers along to pick out for you

“I didn’t throw it” You defended awkwardly, feeling everyone’s eyes on you.

“Maybe you two should catch up then. The boys can stay while you go talk Y/n/n” Thomas smirked and that was when you realized, this was a setup. You cussed out Thomas in your head but kept your expression motionless. Matty looked around the table wildly, realizing that Quinn, Jack, and Thomas were all in on this plan.

“I don’t think-” You started, trying to get out of it but the boys were persistent.

“Go, we’ll be here” Jack all but pulled you out of the chair and shoved you out towards the door with Luke following close behind. You weren’t even sure what to say, Luke had trailed you outside and you two were standing in awkward silence.

“I didn’t put them up to this” Luke breaks the silence first and you laugh.

“Yeah I didn’t think you did. I wouldn’t expect you to want to talk to me after what happened” You couldn’t even meet his eye, choosing to stare at the pavement near his feet. “Is that..?” Something shining on his left pinky finger caught your eye. He raises his hand to look at before turning it around for you to see, a blush already coating his cheeks.

There on his smallest finger was your promise ring, tiny diamond glistening in the sunlight. “You still have it?” You finally looked up at him and while Luke seemed embarrassed, you felt a familiar wave of affection wash over your body.

“I’ve worn it since that day” Luke said softly. “Well… I take it off during games but other than that” You weren’t sure what to say, you didn’t understand why he still had it let alone wore it almost everyday.

“Luke…”

“I loved you Y/n. I mean shit, I still love you. I was so stupid to let you go and to expect you to follow my plan without having a say” You could feel the sincerity in his words and as long as you’ve known him, you could never tell him no.

“What are you saying Luke?”

“Can we try again? I know it was unfair and… I don’t want us to end like that. We deserve another chance” You bit the inside of your cheek, willing yourself to do anything but jump into his arms screaming yes.

“I’m finishing my degree in Boston” You may come off as stubborn but you had to make sure all the cards were laid out before even thinking of getting back together with him.

“Then I’ll fly in to be at your graduation ceremony” Luke said simply.

“It’ll be long distance for at least three years and that’s the minimum”

“I’ll have NHL money baby, I can fly out to see you” Luke smirked and you chuckled a little which made him smile widely.

“You better invite me to the lake house Lu” He knew the reappearance of the nickname you had used for him throughout your relationship was a good sign. Your smile grew even bigger when Luke wrapped his arms around you and leaned down to kiss you.

“I can’t believe you wore that little ring for that long” You hold his hand in yours and inspect the ring.

“I told myself I couldn’t take it off until I got you back” Your eyes dart up to meet his and his awkwardness is adorable as you spin the ring around his finger.

“So… can I have it back?” You ask, it would only be fair since you’re back together, and you really did love that ring.

“How about I get you that upgrade we talked about?” You raise an eyebrow at him and his lopsided smirk makes a reappearance.

“Don’t go all crazy on me Lukey” Here he was, less than five minutes of being back together and he’s springing the idea of a proposal on you.

“I’m not, just saying, whenever you want it I’m down” You laughed loudly at that, making another couple look over at you, wondering what was happening.

“That’s so heartfelt Luke”

“Shut up, you know what I mean” He rolls his eyes.

“Mhm I love you so we’ll see”

“That’s all I needed to hear” He wiggled the ring off of his finger and you had to hold back a laugh at the little indent it left since it was so small. Luke grabbed your left hand and slid the ring back into its rightful spot.

“It’s like it never left” You beamed, tilting your hand so the diamond catches the light.

mini extra lil blurb because i just couldn’t leave it like that:

three years later, Boston University

“So… you’re done in Boston” Luke smirked as he toyed with the tassel on your grad cap that he was holding. You shifted the huge bouquet of flowers he had brought to your graduation ceremony in your arms as you looked up at him.

“I am” After graduating with a bachelors degree in psychology, you were more than ready to take a step back from school at least for a year or two before going back for your masters.

“And… you’ll be moving home or..?” Luke was trying to delicately dance around the topic of your moving to New Jersey to be with him, something he had been talking about for years now.

“I’m not sure yet”

“Right, right” He fell silent as you continued walking through campus, taking the long way back to the parking lot. You were crossing a courtyard when Luke stopped abruptly, causing you to stop as well when his grip on your had didn’t let go. “Do you remember what you said when we broke up?”

“Maybe narrow it down a bit babe” There was a lot said that day and while you did remember most of it, four years was a long time.

“You told me that you would never uproot your life for your boyfriend” You squeezed his hand in yours as you sighed.

“I didn’t mean that, I was just trying to be stubborn”

“No I think what you said was fair” You furrow your eyebrows, wondering why he was basically telling you that refusing to move to be with him was okay. Your entire body froze when he dropped down on one knee, dropping your grad cap on the grass beside him as he produced a small box out of his pocket.

“Luke-”

“I’m not great at speeches but I think I have to give it a shot at least” You laugh as he takes your hand in his. “First of all, congratulations on graduating, I don’t think you’ll ever know how proud of you I am. You’ve been my guiding star for years now, every decision I’ve made since junior year of high school was influenced by you. I love you and I have for almost 7 years now and I’d be the luckiest guy if you let me continue for the rest of my life. I know you wouldn’t move across the country for your boyfriend, so how about for your fiancé?”

#luke hughes x reader #luke hughes imagine #luke hughes fic #umich wolverines #hockey writing #nhl players #hockey fic #nhl fanfiction

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absolutepokemontrash · 3 years

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I come bearing a request! The Brothers with an MC who's really good at cooking and baking? Like, the stuff food blogs dream of. Master-level instagram pastries. Could compete with the chocolate guy if they put their mind to it.

👀 ooooo, I do love me some pastries-

(I know you have an *ahem* distaste for Lucifer, dear moot, so enjoy Lucifer acting like a bit of a dingus in his section!)

Lucifer

Oh, the human can cook. *insert asshole eyeroll here*. Great. Wonderful. Groundbreaking. That’s what’s got all his brothers acting like- what was that word Levi used? Simps? This human has turned six of the seven rulers of hell into a bunch of simps.

Sure, the human has near godlike cooking prowess. Sure, everyone looks forward to their day for cooking. And sure, everyone thinks the human’s pretty great.

Tsk, not him though. He’s a refined demon. Some silly food isn’t going to make him a lovesick fool… did he smell eclairs..?

Lucifer peered into the kitchen to see MC carefully taking a tray of eclairs out of the oven and letting them cool off on the counter. His favourite dessert… right there in front of him…

Due to not being a total moron, MC notices Lucifer and asks him what the hell he’s doing just standing ominously in the doorway. Lucifer makes up some bullshit excuse about reminding MC to do their homework and just leaves. Okay, game plan, he needs those fucking eclairs or he will spontaneously combust.

As he snuck into the kitchen that night, Lucifer took a moment to briefly wonder why he was creeping around his own house. He was the Avatar of Pride for pity’s sake! He could eat whatever he damn well pleased! Oh shit was someone coming- no? Okay, back to sneaking.

Lucifer crept into the kitchen, saw the eclairs, and all logic was thrown out the window. Time to eat!

“BEEL NO! NOT THE- Lucifer..?” “…” “…” “…you’re very talented, MC, do you mind making more of these?”

SOMEONE SNAP A PICTURE! THIS IS THE CLOSEST LUCIFER HAS GOTTEN TO BEGGING IN THE LAST THOUSAND YEARS!

Mammon

Ugh, stuck babysittin’ some dumb human, how lame…

As Mammon was throwing a “I’m broke and I’m stuck in a pact with a dumb human” pity party, the most heavenly smell entered his nostrils. Cooking… good cooking… was Barbatos visiting or somethin’? Nah, Lucifer woulda made a big fuss about gettin’ ready for Lord Diavolo. Huh, so what was goin’ on in the kitchen?

Huh? The human? The human can cook? Well damn, maybe this whole deal wouldn’t be so bad. Oi! MC! As payment for babysittin’ ‘em, he got to have an extra big share of- OW!

Did- did the human just hit him with a spoon?! Th-they can’t do that!

Apparently they fucking can. Mammon gets told to sit the fuck down and wait for the food like everyone else. He grumbles on the way to the dining room, but he can’t fully hide his excitement to try the food.

The food even looked pretty! How did they do that?! Magic. It had to be!

After everyone’s tastebuds were blessed with the heavenly substance that is MC’s culinary exploits, Mammon decides he needs to get on this human’s good side in order to receive more food! Maybe even find some way to make a profit or somethin’!

After weeks go by of trying to suck up to the human without looking like too much of a chump, Mammon eventually realizes… hey, this human ain’t so bad. They’re nice, they make him feel good about himself, they give him headpats… he’s really hit the jackpot here!

He’ll offer to help MC bake or cook, but beware, he will try and sample the food before it’s done. Don’t let him lick the spoon!!!

Leviathan

First thought? This human ain’t shit. Thought after seeing their food? WOAAAAAAAH! JUST LIKE THAT ONE ANIME-

He was unceremoniously cut off by Beel asking demanding seconds. Humph, fine, he doesn’t actually care about this dumb normie food anyway.

…well at least until Levi saw a little something something on TV that he just had to ask MC to try and make. He shyly knocked on their door and when they answered, Levi shoved the screenshot in their face and stuttered out a dinner request.

On the day MC was supposed to make dinner, Levi poked his head into the kitchen and tried to make it look like he was just standing in the same room as MC and not checking to see if they were making his dinner request.

Not that he’d blame them for not doing that… who’d wanna make some anime dinner for a yucky Otaku- OMG JAHSHSHABA THEY’RE MAKING IT! *fangirl squeals*

As Levi continues to commit the SIN of being in the kitchen at the same time as someone else, MC eventually just asks him if he’d like to help out.

“Here! Just keep turning the takoyaki.” “R-really? You trust me?” “Yes, Levi. You watched how they made it on your show, right?” “Yes! I won’t mess up! I swear on my honour as an otaku!”

All in all, it was a very cute bonding experience for the two. Now it’s a regular thing. Levi requests something for dinner or dessert, MC makes it, Levi helps out.

Satan

So, the human can cook. That’s nice. At least someone in this literally god forsaken house can.

He makes sure to thank MC every time they cook, then he makes sure to thank whatever deity is watching over him that Solomon wasn’t the human staying with them.

As the months progress, Satan realizes, he should learn how to cook better. I mean, Levi and Mammon were somehow both improving in their cooking endeavours, and if MC could teach those two, then he would be a breeze.

Satan walked into the kitchen and simply asked if MC needed any assistance with what they were doing. MC just slid him some garlic to dice and that’s how this mentor/student relationship was formed.

Satan was a star pupil, but Mammon and Levi weren’t above trying to sabotage Satan’s progress to get him to leave.

Here’s the thing, the sabotage worked, but it only worked once, and the two idiots didn’t stop to think that maybe they shouldn’t sabotage the meal they were going to have to eat later.

Well, cooking lessons continued uninterrupted after the ghost pepper incident…

Even when he’s ‘graduated�� their little cooking class, Satan’s always willing to lend a hand if needed. He also will slyly hand over some recipe books and cute baking supplies that he finds. MC should be prepared for lots of cat related things to come their way.

Asmodeus

The human can cook? Oh frabcious day! He’s saved from a life of his brother’s mediocre cooking! And the human’s so cute too! What a bonus!

Not only is the human cute, but their food is just so… aesthetic??? Pretty???? Omigosh he just has to get a picture for Devilgram!

For the first few months, MC’s relationship with Asmo consists of Asmo not at all subtly asking to take pictures of their food and post it to his Devilgram. Listen MC, his followers would just love it!

Being the saint-sheep they are, MC lets Asmo sit in whenever they’re making anything in the kitchen. And Asmo slowly realizes “hey, this cute human with the awesome food is actually pretty cool too!”

New Mission: Make the human fall madly in love with him so they’ll want to hang out more.

Whether the mission succeeds is up to MC of course. (I mean, I’m already smitten with him sooooooooo-)

MC offers Asmo a lot of the pastries they make, but the Avatar of Lust almost always declines. Listen honey, he’s on a diet- wait, don’t make that sad face! He’ll eat it! Look! It’s- it’s delicious…

Diet cheat day is now every day MC makes dessert. The feeling of bliss Asmo gets when he takes a bite out of anything MC makes is only second of the treats is second only to the joy he feels at seeing MC happy that he likes their food. It’s just so wholesome I can’t-

MC’s food Devilgram has almost surpassed Asmo in terms of followers and honestly- he isn’t even mad.

Beelzebub

Gasp! Lucifer finally got him the pet personal chef he’d always wanted! Thanks big bro! :D he’ll be sure not to eat this human!

On the first night MC was supposed to make dinner, Lucifer needed to hold Beel back from breaking into the kitchen to see what was causing that heavenly smell. It was, difficult… especially because Lucifer hadn’t slept in three days.

When they all sat down to eat, Beel practically inhaled everything and held up his half bitten plate for seconds.

We here at Stupid Headcanons incorporated recommend that MC have as many bodyguards as possible stationed around the kitchen at all times to ward off a hungry Beel. We don’t want him eating the ingredients and half-tempered chocolate.

A cinnamon roll through and through, he’ll eat everything MC gives him with a big ol’ smile on his cute little face. He’s not the best person to go to if MC wants advice or critique because the best thing Beel can usually muster is “it was really good.”

As Luke said in Lesson 5, Beel would make an awful food reporter. But we love him.

Similar to Levi, he’ll give meal requests on what to make for dinner. (At this rate, MC’s going to have to make some kind of list).

He kind of just waits by the door like a sad puppy whenever MC is making anything because he can’t get into the kitchen :(

Belphegor

The smell of freshly made chocolate chip cookies wafting through the house did reach the attic and it only fuelled his rage more. How dare the human win everyone over with cookies?!

After the attic incident, Belphie was won over with cookies.

Belphie just stands creepily in the kitchen doorway whenever MC is making anything and just makes shit really uncomfortable. Why’s he doing that, you may be wondering, well, he’s trying to calculate the energy needed to swipe the bowl of cookie dough and sprint to safety.

He never succeeds, mainly because once he gets to the bowl, MC already has the wooden spoon ready to smack him, so he just freezes mid-theft and slowly puts the bowl down.

“Oh my gosh, it says let the bread dough rest overnight? Let’s get a headstart and go to sleep now.” “Belphie what-” “I made a pillow Fort, come in. Let’s sleep.” “In the kitchen????”

How’d he make the pillow Fort without MC noticing? Years of experience. He’s trained in the art of- MC? What do you mean you can’t sleep right now and you need to get a head start on shaping fondant?

…he may have eaten the fondant while MC wasn’t looking… whoops… Beel may have rubbed off on him a little…

#Obey me! Headcanons #Obey me Headcanons #obey me #obey me!#obey me! shall we date?#obey me shall we date #obey me mc #obey me mammon #Obey me Lucifer #Obey me Leviathan #Obey me Satan #Obey me Asmodeus #Obey me Beelzebub #Obey me Belphegor

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princessozera · 3 years

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The brothers almost kill MC during the mask event

((A/N: although some of the setups seem suggestive, there is no dubcon, noncon or sexual content!))

WARNINGS: Blood, injuries, weapons, stabbings, multiple attempted murders, choking, bodily harm

A chill ran down MC's spine when they saw Diavolo was dead serious- he hadn't sent those masks. After a quick run though all of the mazes, it was clear that the masks were changing their personalities, but it was hard to tell exactly how. Whatever it was doing, one thing was clear- their murderous glee didn't seem faked in anyway.

The meeting between the royals, angels, mc and Solomon was fast, but that didn't mean they were happy with the decision. MC had to be the one to remove the masks, they would be able to manipulate the brothers the easiest. And because of demon's heightened senses, Diavolo, Barbatos, and Solomon would only be able to give help from a considerable distance- if any of the brothers attacked MC on sight, there was no way to tell if they could be saved in time. Simeon and Luke stayed back as support from the council room, this is where everyone would meet up again and they'd heal any injuries the brothers or MC sustained. Plan set in stone, MC squared their shoulders and looked back with a smile. This was the brothers we were talking about, they'd never actually harm MC... right?

Lucifer

After some debate, everyone decided that MC should tackle the issue of Lucifer first. He would most likely be the hardest to handle, but if MC could survive him, the rest should be a piece of cake.

But things never go according to plan.

In the 20 minutes that they'd been talking over the plan, students snuck into the different haunted houses and had been attacked by the brothers. The brothers all seemed confined to their haunted houses and didn't chase anyone out, but there were 10 confirmed kills, and well over 30 injuries. Diavolo and Barbatos went to check on the injured students, Simeon and Luke would have to be nurse aids to Solomon as he tried to help save the injured students.

MC only had a split second to decide, but their mind was firmly made up. The longer they waited, the more people would be injured. MC had to end this as fast as possible, even if it meant going in alone.

MC found Lucifer in the RAD gardens, just as expected. They hesitated around a stone column, wondering how to get closer and sneak the mask off when Lucifer called out to them.

"MC? What are you doing? Hurry up and get this ludicrous thing off of me." Lucifer sounded different from before, like he was back to his old self, so MC took a look around the courtyard before spotting him standing rigidly in front of the bench from earlier, an empty lantern to his left and a lit blue one to his right.

"This could be a trap!"

"Oh please MC, would I really make such an obvious trap? This curse may have taken over my brothers completely, but please don't mistake my control for being the same as theirs. I'm suppressing it now, but I can't promise I can keep- hnn- errrggg- it suppressed for much longer." Hearing the genuine strain in his voice, MC takes a flat sprint straight towards Lucifer, arms out to smack the mask off of him as quickly as possible.

The second MC's fingers graze the mask, Lucifer's hand shots up and catches theirs, making swift work of pinning both of MC's hands behind their back with one hand, and using the free arm to pin them close to his body. His chest vibrates as he chuckles to himself, rubbing the top of MC's head with his own before kissing their forehead through the mask.

"I've caught you my love, and we're going to spend eternity together," Lucifer leaned forward, simply a breaths distance away from MC, but his unshakable grip made all of their squirming futile. "Did you know, demons don't have to consume the souls we collect? We can store them forever, our shiny treasures. It's quite simple too, we just have to store you at the right temperature." Lucifer turns to grab the empty lantern.

"This is going to hurt for just a minute love, but don't fret, we'll be together forever. And you'll always be perfect to me."

"Lucifer, what are you-" MC's eyes open wide as Lucifer pulls out a dagger and he takes a second to trace the edge of MC's jaw with it, adoring the way the shivered in his grip. He watches MC try to break free for another minute before stabbing the knife directly into MC's upper arm.

"Shh, shh, please bear with it for now. It'll be over soon. Did you know the soul is actually located-"

MC blocked out Lucifer's words, taking in gasping breaths in an attempt to ignore the pain- they had to break out, NOW. MC catches sight of the other lantern at Lucifer's foot and follows a desperate hail mary. They hook one leg behind Lucifer's knee and another to the bench arm rest, trying to get Lucifer to stumble back.

"Now now, what did you plan to do with that little move my, LOVE-" Lucifer accentuates the last word by twisting the dagger in deeper, making MC scream again. But when MC convulsed under the pain this time, the contraction of their muscles had enough force to actually push Lucifer back onto the bench, MC on his chest, and breaking the lantern in the process, catching Lucifer's pant leg.

Lucifer switches to holding with MC with one hand, attempting to put out the fire, and now that MC's hands were in front of them again, they flailed once more, hooking their fingers under Lucifer's mask and finally pulling it off.

Lucifer is disoriented when the mask comes off, his grip on MC loosening up. MC staggers off of him, and they ripped the dagger out of their arm, biting their hand to muffle their screams.

"MC... MC?" Lucifer's words were slurred as he tries to get up, trying to help MC without realizing he was still on fire. With shaking hands, MC takes the dagger and cuts off the parts of the pant leg that caught fire with ease, albeit with new burns on their hands.

"Where are you going..." Lucifer tries to grab onto MC's arm as they turn away from him, but MC knew Lucifer couldn't make it 10 feet in his condition, they'd have to continue alone.

"Sleep, rest until you're recovered," MC soothed back Lucifer's hair, and spoke in a tone so soft that Lucifer wouldn't realize it had been a command until he woke up again later to Lord Diavolo shaking him.

Mammon

"You always know how to find me babe"

After entering the first haunted house, MC was so distracted with checking their wound from Lucifer that they didn't notice they had ended up in the exact kind of alleyway Mammon described earlier.

"MC, did you really start havin fun without me?"

"I could never do that first man," Mc says, playing into a script Simeon had come up with, hoping to buy some time for backup to arrive. "Lucifer got a little handsy is all."

Solomon had also thought that some emotional or mental shock could snap them out of the curse, but MC wasn't sure what they could say to wake Mammon up.

"You know Mammon, you've always been my favorite brot- blergh" MC doubles over, throwing up as Mammon dances out of the splash zone but continues to press his fist against their stomach.

"Of course I know that babe, and I'm gonna show you how much better I am than Lucifer- with me, our fun could last for hours!" Mammon pulls MC upright with a fistful of hair before slamming their face into the brick wall. "knives are cute and all, but I like to handle things, personally!" Mammon slams MC's head into the wall again before throwing them to the ground.

"Mammon- don't- this isn't you-" MC wipes their tears away and tries to move away from him, but only manages to get into a crouch before he kicks them halfway down the alley.

Head reeling, MC struggles to pull themselves up to their elbows, only to have Mammon grab them by the back of the neck and haul them up, feet dangling in the air.

"How are you still so cute MC? With all your little wails and groans," Mammon leans in close, "but don't worry, I'm not done with you just yet-"

MC lurches forward, using Mammon's proximity to kiss his mask, making Mammon drop them and stumble back in surprise.

"What the- why did you?" Mammon clawed at his face in confusion, and in his panic, knocked it off his face himself. He looks around, trying to understand why you two were in this alley and why you were bleeding, and MC could see that whatever reaction he was about to have was not going to be in their favor.

"It's a nightmare, it can't be real. You're so tired Mammon, you need to take a little nap, right here, just for a little bit," with his confusion, it wasn't hard to lull Mammon to sleep with MC's powers. Once they were sure he was out for the count, they smashed the mask to pieces and tried shaking out the stress from being slammed around like a rag doll.

As they walked out of the alley, the briefest flash of red blinded MC and they stepped back into the alley, narrowly avoiding a bullet that now planted itself in a shingle.

"MC, I can't believe you came back to me!"

Leviathan

"Come on MC, won't you be mine? Be mine forever MC-" Leviathan punctuates each sentence with another stab into MC's leg, then arm, and finally their side, being careful to avoid vital organs- can't have MC collapsing out of nowhere before praising him! "Do you love me MC, do ya?"

MC's screams never let up, and now they were sure the others weren't coming to help. Even in the Devildom, Lord Diavolo had abandoned them, even if unintentionally. Fight or flight thrown to hell, MC tried for anything.

"I'll be yours! Leviathan, I love you!" even if the words held a sliver of truth, they were yelled no differently than if MC'd cursed at him. Thankfully, it didn't seem like Leviathan noticed.

"Wait, what did you say MC?"

"I love you Levi! I'll be your Ruri chan, you're Henry! Please my lord of shadows!"

The shock of MC's desperate pleas shook something in Leviathan, putting him back in control.

"Lord of shadows? Henry?" His voice is a murmur as the mask falls off and he slumps against MC, head against the concrete wall, and pinning MC to the wall. He didn't stir for a few minutes, only comin back when he registers MC's begging, trying to get some leveragae to move him. Levi looks down, worried when he saw the blood in MC's arm, but he looks further down, eyes bugging when he sees his own hand pressing a blade into MC.

"No, no way, did I?" Leviathan lets go of the knife and starts to shake as he takes in more and more of MC's bloody appearance, trying to put as much distance between them as he could in this dark alley.

"Lord Diavolo, MC I'm so sorry- I didn't I wasnt-" Leviathan couldn't finish as he started to hyperventilate; MC still tried to reach over to hold his hand.

"That wasn't you, Leviathan, I know you wouldn't-"

"WHAT DID I DO!?" Levi was screaming now, not at MC, but at himself, the universe. He began to claw the sides of his face, becoming visibly more shaken the longer he looked at MC, although he wasn't hurt in the slightest.

"I can't do this right now; Leviathan, you're tired, you've done so much today, lay down, sleep. Sleep until you almost forget-" MC took some pity on Levi, watching him slowly lower himself to the ground, and hopes he'll be a little more reasonable when he wakes up.

Satan

He was in a towering rage!

MC ran ahead and slammed the door shut in the next room before jumping behind a dresser, taking a moment to catch their breath for the first time since entering the room.

"HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME MC! I COULD GIVE YOU EVERYTHING!" Satan rams through the door and immediately starts to tear up the room, shredding furniture and the dressing room partition with only a few swipes of his claw.

"MC, please come out, I've missed you so much. You spend so much time with my brothers it's just not fair," Satan was whining now, but it contradicted with the sounds of him smashing vases and throwing tables across the room as he continued his search. He continued this charade, flipping between pleading and demanding as he stormed the room. Every step that brought him closer to the dresser, MC tried to mold into the wood, wishing they'd learned an invisibility spell in class.

After a minute, MC heard the door across the room slam open and steps recede. They counted to 30 before letting out a shaky sigh, "how the hell am I going to get his mask off?"

"I- Found- You~ ❤"

Satan's voice is coming right from above their head, so MC scrambles to get away without bothering to look back. It's no use as Satan pounces on them from the higher vantage point, and as he flips over and pins MC's arms to their sides, pressing into the wound Lucifer made. MC catches a glimpse of a blood trail, clearly giving away their location.

"He always knew"

"Satan, come on, are you really going to let a stupid mask get the better of you? Since when- HNNN," MC groans as Satan presses against their wounds, trying to keep from blacking out.

"No, you're not getting the better of me... You know MC, if one of us kills you, we get to keep you to ourselves. Why shouldn't it be me?" Satan switches to holding MC's wrists above their head with one hand, the other going to MC's throat. "I promise, this won't take long," and he began to press against their throat with such force that MC was sure he was just going to rip it out. Even with the bit of warning, MC didn't take a breath in time and no matter how hard they thrashed their legs, Satan's grip just got tighter.

As black spots began to take over MC's vision, they tried pulling their hands loose again- success! The blood on Satan's hand, from when he was gripping their wounds, made his hands slick, and after distracting Satan by trying to buck him off again, MC was able to yank their hands free and slapped the mask off Satan.

Satan's head fell forward and he groaned, a headache starting to form. He blinked once, twice, and finally noticed that someone was trying to call to him. He looks back up to see MC, face dark and smeared with blood. They had tears in their eyes and seemed to want to tell him something with no words. It was only when he felt some flimsy pressure against his chest that he realized they were trying to push him off and finally released his grip on their throat.

"MC?"

MC couldn't answer, trying to take in as much air as possible, but choking on the blood that came into their mouth. Satan quietly pulled them up, hitting them on the back, not really sure what was going on, and still not realizing that he was responsible for the blood starting to pool on the back of their shirt.

"MC, are you okay? What.. what did I do?" His voice was soft, hurt, but MC wasn't in the mood to coddle anymore.

"Sleep." A single, but unbreakable command, MC grunts as Satan falls onto them. They struggle to roll Satan off at first, but then his body was flung off them, and MC was staring into the black sockets of Asmo's mask.

"Why hello darling!"

Asmodeus

Asmo has no problem dragging MC's thrashing body to his room and tying them down into a chair. He talks to them like it's any other day, even as MC screams profanities and swears at him, trying to undo their ties. He pays them no mind, cleaning as much blood as he could off of them and dressing their wounds.

MC stops struggling as he gives them some water and applies lip balm- Asmo was, treating them? Besides the hostage situation, Asmo had been the least violent or aggressive and MC wasn't sure what to make of it. And then Asmo began holding up outfits to dress MC in.

"You're going to be my perfect doll MC. I bet those brutes of my brothers were going to eat you or rip your soul out, but I'm smarter than that! I'm going to keep your body and soul; one in plastic, the other in fire, it's like I can enjoy 2 of you at once!"

"Asmo, really you don't have to!" But MC's protests fell on deaf ears, Asmo continued to clean them up as best as he could while they were tied down, and even switched out the coarse rope for silk ribbons, although these were even tighter.

"Now, do you have any last requests?" Asmo tilted MC's chair back, loving the way MC would squeak in fear and glance over to the pot with boiling sap. Encased, forever ❤

"Can, can I-" MC looked around for any sort of help, but found nothing physical at their disposal. "Um-"

"Tik tok, tik tok-"

"A kiss! Asmo, please, can I kiss you just this once if I have to go? I can't feel you once I'm in plastic!"

"Of course you can darling! But make it count," Asmo purrs as he leans in, stopping right above MC's lips when he realizes the mask is in the way. "Hmm, that might be the one thing Ii can't give you-"

MC leans forward as far as they can, and Asmo thinks they're coming in to cuddle him, but instead MC slams the side of their head into Asmo's as hard as they can, managing to slip the mask off enough for it to fall on its own.

Asmo staggers back from MC, holding his head in his hands.

"MC..? Did you just hit me?"

"Go to sleep Asmodeus."

When MC hears his body hit the floor, the continue to wiggle against the silk restraints, working up enough of a sweat and blood to eventually slip their arms out.

Once MC was out of the chair, they looked down to Asmo, splayed across the floor as if he'd just been the one murdered. For a second, they wanted to reach out to put him in a more comfortable position, but decide against it. They were running on steam now and 2 of the deadlier power houses were still left.

Beel

"MC, please let me eat you. I want all of you," Beel had found MC within seconds of them walking into his haunted house, like blood to a shark, their previous injuries just making them that much more appealing.

Despite the whine in his tone, Beel wasn't really looking for permission, pulling MC into his vice grip. MC held some hope, Beel would HAVE to take his mask off to try to eat them-

The feeling of Beel's tongue licking MC's arm wound had them crying out in pain and disgust, tears springing into their eyes.

"What??? How?? He hadn't taken off his mask..." MC blinks away the tears and forces themselves to look down at Beel, horrified to see that he was having no trouble angling his head under the mask to lick up the blood. "Fuck, FUCK"

"Wait, Beel, wouldn't I taste better if you had a drink? or what if you cooked me up with something else?" Anything, ANYTHING at all that could buy me more time!

"No, you're perfect the way you are now. I can't hold back anymore... MC..." He sighs MC's name, giving them a soft kiss on the side of their neck before biting in. MC screamed bloody murder, but began to choke on their breath as Beel bit down harder. With sparks starting to blind them, MC slammed their head down on Beel's as hard as they could, cracking the mask, and one more hit broke it completely.

"Hmm?" Beel's bite let up, but he didn't let go until MC cried out

"Please, Beel!"

Still disoriented, he could only let his mouth fall open and MC collapsed on the ground, sobbing and holding their neck. Even as he wiped his mouth and looked down at them, he couldn't understand where all the blood was coming from.

"MC, what did I-"

"SLEEP! GO TO SLEEP!" MC screamed with their first full breath, not feeling any remorse as they heard Beel's body hit the ground.

MC took a second to check on themselves- the bite didn't affect their breathing, but they weren't sure how much blood they'd lost at this point. They tried to steady their breathing but they were starting to shiver uncontrollably. Every exhale sounded like a wheeze, and they couldn't even cry if they wanted to, fear gripping their heart as tightly as Beel had held them.

MC craved to lay down and take a nap, some reprieve to the pain, but they couldn't let Belphegor catch them off guard.

It was now or nothing; time to end Belphegor and end this bull shit.

Belphie

"Come on out, Im not playing hide and seek you motherfucker!"

MC staggered around the haunted house's second floor, no longer caring about tactile advantages. This was ending with a death or a miracle, and at this point they didn't care which it was as long as they'd get to rest.

MC wasn't walking around for long before their steps began to slow and every step took more willpower. The exhaustion was starting to catch up with them, and when MC tripped on a loose floorboard, they didn't bother to get up at first. Wait... was this really just exhaustion...

"Isn't that better MC? You're relaxed, and you look so much cuter now that you're not shouting like a crazy person," Belphegor came from around a stone column, looking down at MC for a minute before picking them up and taking them to the closest bed. MC could only groan at the pressure against their wounds, not wanting to move more than they should.

"I told you MC, we can sleep deeper than we ever have before. You don't have to hurt anymore, and be at peace- forever. Isn't my scent simply intoxicating? Just let me lull you to sleep"

MC looks at Belphegor as he lays down beside them, not being able to see anything beyond him, and even that was starting to black out on the edges. He was right, why fight it? But even as their breathing got deeper, MC wanted one more thing. With the last of their strength, they reached out for Belphegor, asking for cuddles.

He complied, happy that MC has become reasonable with little fuss, and lets MC wrap their arms around him, snuggling into their chest.

MC held Belphegor and tried to pet his head one last time, but their clumsy movements loosen the strap off of Belphie's mask, neither of them noticing. With a few more pats, the mask fell off, but both of them were long asleep.

Belphegor would wake up an hour later in the makeshift infirmary, confused but not disorientated. He sees a group of people nearby, and when he recognizes Beel's head, he heads over to see what the fuss was about.

MC was all wrapped up, no blood in sight, with the steady rise and fall of their chest being the only sign that they weren't dead. Belphegor, Simeon, and Solomon all tried their own methods to wake up MC after 8 hours, but nothing worked, and no matter how loudly they spoke, MC never stirred.

They weren't dead, that was certain, and they could wake up if they wanted to , but there was no telling when they would.

#obey me gn!mc #word count: 4.1 k #while i dont think this was particularly graphic please let me know if there is a warning i missed #obey me swd #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me belphegor #obey me beel #obey me brothers #gender neutral mc

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