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By the rocks!

pairing: luke castellan x aphrodite’s!daughter reader

summary: Luke knows that you sneak around at night to go to the lake, and he decides to play around by ‘coincidentally’ bumping into you, hoping to grab your attention.

warning/s: fluff, luke sortve dark, suggestive, a few (more than a few) kisses, lots of teasing, strong language, semi-public making out and shi, soft!reader, soft!luke, friends to lovers, implications of sex, sexual tension

authors note: please tell me people are still hung up on luke, cause i am holding onto him. endings quite abrupt so don’t attack me !! (btw reqs are open, don’t be shy<3)

Rays of moonlight kissed the lake, ripples cascading onto the rocks, tall, bodies of grass surrounding your figure, and your hand limp in the water.

Evenings were always peaceful for you, no distractions, no loud, whiny voices, just a serene environment.

As the night passed you expected no interruptions - as always - but you heard leaves rustled behind you, your eyebrows narrowed with curiosity as you turned your head around.

Luke Castellan. Someone you were familiar with, dusting himself off. “Castellan?” Your tranquil voice asked as he neared you, “shouldn’t you be in your cabin?” You added with genuine confusion.

“Shouldn’t you?” He replied in a witty manner. You smiled at him, and he swore he saw an angel in your grin but it was just his amazing visualisation.

“Ptf, I’m always here, don’t worry about me” you said as you dropped your head back to the sight of the ocean, leaning one side of your face on your knee. “I should come here more often then” he shrugged, sitting down on a patch of soft grass.

“I wouldn’t mind that” you stated, your voice soft and soothing to his ears.

His cheeks reacted immediately, and he was astound by the fact that he was a mess around you but a well disciplined guy in front of others.

“Why are you here” he was here for you - duh - but he was also here to bring himself at ease, the stressful day that was brought upon him absolutely destroyed his mindset.

“Rough day, one of the fuckfaces— I mean ares kids nicked me” he sighed lightly before he noticed your eyes drop down to the scar on his forearm. Your nimble fingers ran across his stitches, “are you okay?” Concern present in your demeanour.

“Mhm” he hummed, staring at you longingly. “You sure? your stich is really…” You moved close absentmindedly, scrutinising his cut before looking up at him, realising the proximity between your faces.

You felt frozen, he felt frozen. None of you’s were speaking, he was only inching closer till his top lip grazed yours.

Finally, with lots of anticipation, you closed the gap, grabbing his cheek with your palm. He let his hands travel to your waist, squeezing it ever so softly.

“Luke…” your voice breathless as he gently pushed you down to the grass.

Your fingers left his face, going down to the hem of his shirt and under to get a feel of his toned abdomen. A quiet groan left his mouth as he reciprocated the action, going down to lift your camp shirt off. You helped him by pulling it over your head and reconnecting your lips.

Somehow you felt comfortable: relaxed under his presence, so you unclamped the two pieces of metal of your bra, slowly sliding it off. Luke was mesmerised, in-fact he was intoxicated.

“So beautiful” his breath fanning your neck, “soo, soo, beautiful” Luke trailed back up to your mouth before placing a hand on one of your breast. Your breathed hitched as you continued to indulged in his lips.

“Take this off” you ordered, stretching the hem of his shirt as he took it off. A smile poked at your lips when you finally saw him exposed, you explored his chest, your fingers going up and down over every bump. “Are you done?” Before you could even let out an answer he stuffed his mouth back to yours, making you laugh.

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Conniving acts!

pairing: luke castellan x apollo’s!daughter reader

summary: He sees through your innocent act, he sees your conniving, heartless demeanour under all of your perfections. And his only mission is to humble you.

warning/s: suggestive ending, kissing, name-calling, sexual references, strong language, mature themes, Luke putting you into your place, fluff, enemies to lovers, Luke is lowk obsessed, gets reallyyy freaky at the end

authors note: gosh i just love enemies to lovers (and luke castellan). also please tell me if anyone has done this, cause all credit goes to them <33

There was something so triggering about you that Luke Castellan couldn’t shake off.

One, your fake. He sees right through your layers of innocence. There was one particular moment where he saw you wipe off a tear of anger when you lost a duel, but you still went up to your opponent, shaking their hand with a peachy smile.

Two, your irritably perfect at everything. Luke watches as your fingers let go of bowstring, the arrow shoots through the air, always landing in the middle of the target, then his eyes shoot back to your cold expression.

And finally, you know everyone’s next move. During the morning sparring sessions he sees you swerve every attack, even when your opponents sword is a centimetre from slicing your skin.

Though Luke seems obsessed - he is - his only mission is to put you into your place: humble you.

A knock rippled through your cabin, your eyes glanced at the clock placed on your bedside table, ‘10:30’ you read.

You rolled your eyes, walking straight to your door to see who’s knocking so late. Once you opened the wooden door you were greeted by Luke’s tall figure instantly towering over you. His scent was absolutely intoxicating and you had to stop yourself from breathing so deep.

“Luke” You say softly, innocently batting your eyelashes at him. “Oh please Y/n” he scoffed, throwing his head back, revealing his prominent adams-apple. “Wha… What happened?” You asked with a genuinely confused tone.

“Stop acting so innocent!” your expression fell, causing Luke to feel a little bit intimidated. “Excuse me?” You crossed your arms over your torso, letting all your weight falling onto one side of your body. “I came here to tell you that, I saw how you shoved that one kid” Luke spat, his tone loud and raged.

You scoffed as he walked into your cabin, locking the door and staring down at you with half-lidded eyes. “Get the fuck out” your voice threatening and low. “Not until you own up to your fucking attitude” those were his last words before his lips were occupied by yours.

“I’m supposed to own up by fucking you? Pathetic” your teasing riled him up as he grabbed your waist, turning you around till your back was smashed against the wall. “I’ll put you in your place, fake fuck” a moan slipped from your lips at his harsh words.

He chuckled at your loss of composure, “not so strong now y/l/n”. Luke then slide his tongue into your mouth, swirling it around yours causing a mess.

The boy pulled away first, wiping the corners of his lips with his thumb before slamming his body onto yours once more, this sudden action caused you to feel the bludge in his cargoes. You beamed with lust as your palm travelled to his crotch.

He knew you were trying to gain some sort of dominance, so he bucked his hips closer to your core, earning another moan.

And at that point you knew you were some pathetic girl under him, begging him to degrade the hell out of you.

“Please” you say breathlessly, “please what, baby?” He asked with a calmer tone, continuing to peck at your lips.

“Put me in my place, do whatever the hell you want” Luke smirked at your words, grabbing your legs and carrying you to your bed with ease.

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Masterlist!

Luke Castellan

Intervene with the enemy

Conniving acts

By the rocks

Ethan Landry

Coffee cup

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books

better than the movies. betting on you. the do-over. tweet cute. shatter me. unravel me. thousand boy kisses. divine rivals. love & gelato. a good girls guide to murder. the deal.

last notes

i love luke castellan

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Intervene with the Enemy!

paring: luke castellan x ares!daughter reader

summary: luke castellan was an absolute animal when it came to ‘Capture the Flag’. But during one particular game he couldn’t help but intervene with his enemy.

warning/s: suggestive ending, name-calling, luke being an absolute bitch, heated makeout sesh (in the woods), fights, fluff, more kissing, violence, strong languages, rivals/enemies to lovers, luke teasing the hell outta u, you saying smth soooo unhinged

authors notes ✸ man ohmyy, i love psychos so much. anyways if this doesn’t make sense please don’t come at me, i have memory lost and forgot half of this show (and i haven’t written in decades) !! D: that’s besides the point, js enjoy <33

Luke Castellan, a taunting face with a mesmerising mocking smile, standing amidst your presence.

“Ares kid, I knew I’d bump into you.” His voice was low and sardonic as he dug his spear into the damp soil. “Did you miss me?” You asked with sarcasm evident in your tone.

He completely missed your question, drawing his spear out of the ground with an annoyed grunt. Your smile vanished when Luke’s weapon almost slashed your cheek. The boy then looked at you with satiated eyes when he realised that you feared the near-miss attack.

You took your sword into your grasp before giving a voice to your rage-filled feelings “You should devote your time to something more productive” Your voice hoarse as you swung your spear towards him, “like capturing the flag” you added once the moment of adrenaline settled down. His heavy breaths of panic and clenched jaw was a kiss to your eyes, you dug domination dearly and you finally won it… till you felt his boot hit your ankle.

You stumbled to the ground, uttering a painful grunt. “I’ll take your words into consideration” he said, obviously pleased with his damage. “Fuck you Castellan” you spat as he ran off into the mists of the woods.

The feeling of his metal boot slapping your ankle was vibrating through your whole leg, making it hard to gain composure, but with lots of strength you rose from the ground, running in the same direction he flew off to.

After a few minutes of wandering through the woods, you felt the cold tip of the blade against your neck. “Get the fuck off me Castellan” you hissed as his head peered over your shoulder. “Cant hear you” he teased, a sneerful smirk morphing onto his lips.

“Get off” you wrapped your fingers around his arm, only for you to be overtaken.

Soon, You found your back pushed against the trunk of the tree, and your nemesis towering over you. “Don’t fuck with your enemy remember?” Your words on the brink of becoming stutters at the intimate position. “Who gives a shit about that?” He chuckled in a witty manner as he took your helmet into his grip.

“Clearly I do” you mumbled as he took off your headgear. Your curls flooded out till hair sprawled across your shoulders. “Do you?” You glared at him through your perfectly crinkled lashes before he took your chin and forced your lips together.

As much as you hated the heat forming between yours legs you craved more, so you guided his free hand to your upper-thigh making him beam with lust. “Really Y/l/n?” he said with an amused undertone as his fingers met your clothed core. “Your a fucking moron Luke” you grumbled, tipping his helmet onto the floor to grip his curls.

“Imagine if someone caught you making out with your arch-nemesis” his speech muffled by your ongoing kisses. “Good, then they’ll see how small that dick is” he drew away from the kiss, turning you around till your cheek was grazed by the bark of the tree. “The fuck did you say?” A shaky breath left your system.

“You want me to prove you wrong?”

“God, yes” you mumbled.

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Coffee cup!

summary. Y/n did everything to bother her annoyingly-cute workmate, Ethan Landry. Until it got heated one closing shift.

notes. Don’t be un-interested by the summary, anyways i had this random thought for awhile, what about ethan as a barista!!so here you go <3 enjoy reading lovelies (also i cant see my req for some reason

warnings. suggestive?..

Dawn swiftly set above New York, letting you and Ethan know it’s time to close up the café for the day. As Ethan finished up the last order your impulse told you to do something to piss him off, after all, you haven’t properly communicated to him during your five hour shift.

A grin was plastered on your face when you nudged your elbow into his bicep.

A few droplets of coffee went dashing your way, while the rest splattered onto Ethan’s white shirt. “Y/n!” Ethan went on to scold her as he scurried to grab some tissues. “That was the last order, and you had to fuck it up?” You shrugged your shoulders with a half-smile. The boy just shook his head with disapproval, grabbing a handful of his shirt and squeezing out as much of the liquid.

You watched him through the corner of your eye, getting a glimpse of his v-line and the small trail of hair between his abdominals. Part of you was amused by the sight, but you quickly shook the thought off, returning back to the unfinished drink.

“Gosh Y/n” he cursed — which was weirdly attractive to you, “seriously, if this leaves a stain you owe me a white shirt” Ethan walked up to you, snatching the coffee cup from your hand and resuming the order. You watched him with a strong glare, till your eyes shifted to the hem of his shirt. The dampness of the material stuck to his abdomen, showing off his evident six-pack.

“Order number one-hundred and twenty-four!” His booming voice removed you from your weird trance.

“Y’know I could’ve finished the order” you muttered, washing the equipment with the worn-out sponge. “Maybe, if you weren’t looking at how ripped I am” Ethan glanced at you with a smile, a smile that you wanted to kiss smack right off.

“I wasn’t looking at your abs weirdo” a very big lie, “I was looking at the shit stain on your shirt” you said harshly, drying your hands on your blue apron. “Yeah right” he scoffed.

“I’m being serious” you narrowed your eyes at him as you leaned your palms on the counter. Ethan, who was beside you, wiped the table in circular movements, his biceps clearly poking out of his shirt. “So if I were to take this shirt off you’d stop looking at my abdomen, correct?” He really knew how to get on your nerves, did he?

“Oh please—“ he cut you off with a gasp, “did I hear please?” he neared you till he towered your figure.

You looked up at him with a desperate gaze, “take it off and you’ll fucking see” hesitation ran through your words, but they only spurred him on.

Ethan dropped the cloth into the floor, his hands aiming for your waist. You jolted at his action as he attached his lips onto yours.

Instead of going gentle, he kissed you aggressively, reeling your body closer to his until you could feel his heat radiating onto you.

Your hands instantly found his abs, and without a second-thought, you lifted the hem of his shirt, delicately running your nails over his v-line — which you’ve been dreaming about for the last hour.

As the kiss continued — getting drunk with each others lips, Ethan’s hand glided down to your thigh, grabbing your skin and lifting you onto the counter. “What did you say about taking off your shirt?” You teased as you grabbed onto his curls, “I don’t know, you aren’t looking at the shit stain anymore” he breathed momentarily, before returning to the sentence.

“It can stay on” Ethan smiled when he felt your hand tug on his hair. “Don’t be a loser and take it off”.

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