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 ᘏᘏ in a world full of boys ⤷ l. castellan

cw: more freshly baked fluff also sry for being gone for so long i was busy w swimming n stuff but ya ! hopefully this makes ur day c: dividers by @ strangersgraphics c:

in a world full of boys, he’s a gentlemen. because luke castellan always finds time to make sure he’s entangled limbs with you, in bed, after all his training and camp duties.

in a world full of boys he’s a gentlemen. because luke castellan always picks your cabin when it’s capture the flag. whether your in the athena cabin, you lead your team with wits and complex strategies. or, in the hephaestus cabin— meaning you can craft weapons with ease and even with hidden mechanical compartments to sneak-attack the other team.

in a world full of boys, he’s a gentlemen. because luke castellan is always patient with you and is willing to give you one-hundred percent of his time whenever he’s free. he says he doesn’t do 60/40’s, believing that everything should be equal. and it makes you fall in love with him even more.

in a world full of boys, he’s a gentlemen. because luke castellan never forgets to bring back trinkets that he knows you like. a gift bag full of trinkets while he makes his way over to you after a long and tiring quest.

in a world full of boys, he’s a gentlemen. because luke castellan defends you with his heart every time. he’s not like these immature boys that completely disregard their girlfriends to hang out with their friends. in fact, he loves to show off you to all his friends with zero shame. and when somebody calls him “whipped” he wears it like a tag. “yeah, and?“ with a full smile on his face.

in a world full a boys, he’s a gentlemen. because no matter how bad his day could’ve been, he’ll never lash out at you. no matter what. he simply lets out a heavy sigh, collapses on his bed and snuggles up with you.

in a world full a boys, he’s a gentlemen. because whenever you two have an argument, he will never let the sun go day with him or you being angry at you, he’s always apologizing trying to make everything right. because if your mad at him, his whole world starts crumbling.

in a world full of boys, he’s a gentlemen. because luke castellan whispers sweet nothings into your ear when the sun is slowly starting to rise, trying to smooth talk and persuade you to come to sneak out with him to the dock. who knew the camp’s golden boy was a bit of a troublemaker?

in a world full of boys, luke castellan is a gentlemen.

6/23 notes : i also don’t like this and i can’t stop writing for luke ( he’s my trap queen )

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 ᘏᘏ do i really look like her? ⤷ l. castellan

cw: implied fem reader but gender neutral is also okay ! angst. angst with no comfort because i hated how today went. i love thaila n luke ik they wouldnt do this realistically but ykyk why not ..i also gave up at the end i can’t lie

You can’t help but contemplate you and Luke’s friendship; does he see you as a friend? More than that, perhaps? Or maybe like Thaila? It toys with your mind— keeping you up in the middle of the night in a small, cramped cabin, leaving you vulnerable and also feeling like shit.

You remind him of Thaila. The resemblance is deadly on point; from head to toe. It’s probably the only reason he willingly keeps you around his side at all. Secret dirty glares and glances, once in a while.

He’s called you Thaila many times in a deep conversations— it’s intentional, and you know it is. But he swears it’s not. But you look past it most of the time. Letting him off with a “that’s not my name.” or, “You forgettin’ me or somethin’, Castellan?”

Everybody warns you about it. Do you decide to look past it. Sometimes, unfortunately. You were no helpless maiden— but camp felt suffocating. It was draining you, bit by bit, piece but piece. Luke was your solace. Your everything. To you, atleast.

He’ll slip Thaila’s initials in small handwriting when he gets the chance to write to you (You never knew it, though. You didn’t even get to see— you don’t even know her personally. But she had to be great to get the Luke Castellan to care for her so much , even in her final moments, right?).

Luke’s arms wrapped in a warm yet somehow suffocating embrace. Which, felt off to you. His touch was always comforting. Always warm, inviting and felt like home. But the tension could’ve been cut with a knife. Your rambling lifted some of the tension in the Hermes cabin (It was so awkward having some of the younger kids stare at you and Luke. That, you couldn’t deny. Nosy little shits.)

His chin rested on the top of your head, ruffling and messing it up playfully on purpose to ease some of the awkwardness. Gods, it felt smothering in the cabin. “You’re pretty, Thaila— fuck— I.. mean— shit.” It couldnt have been this bad. There’s no denying that you look a little too much like Thaila. But for your own best friend (maybe even more) to call you by her name? You were getting disrespect on a silver platter.

“The fuck did you just call me?” you spat out with a scoff, eyebrows furrowed and a frown on your face. “I can’t fucking do this anymore— leave me alone.” You quickly shrug off Luke’s (rather) desperate hands off you and sprint out of the cabin.

“Woah. How’d you managed to fumble that badly?” one of the kids in the corner mocks, snickers coming from all his friends.

“Shut the fuck up.” Luke scoffs, glaring at the kids in the corner. They at least knew better than to argue with a good swordsman (good is an understatement, if anything).

He quickly makes his way out of the cabin, eyes desperately searching for any signs of you but failing to.

He could check for you near the strawberry field— but you won’t be there since you know that’s the first place he look, nor the docks or hidden away in the Apollo cabin, sobbing to them to make your pain go away while they frantically try and stop you from shoving pills down your throat in one go.

But there is one place where he would check last. A place where he wouldn’t even consider you’d be.

Thaila’s tree.

It sounds crazy— but you don’t want him to come looking for you. Maybe that’s where you’d be off hiding.

Without further thought, Luke jogs over in minutes to check if you’re at Thaila’s tree.

And he’s right. You’re trying to hide yourself, almost trying to make yourself invisible but can’t quite get it.

But you’re not alone.

There’s another kid sitting next to you, your head resting on his comfortably with your eyes closed, like you’ve finally reached eternal peace and solitude with another guy.

Luke can barely make it out; he’s wiping your tears away with his index finger and a shit-eating grin (to Luke, of course) on his face while he does it— almost like he can feel Luke’s presence. He hasn’t even turned around. He doesn’t notice Luke.

So, there’s only one conclusion Luke Castellan can come to; maybe you are better off with someone else better than him. Well— he can’t even get your name correctly without mistaking you for somebody else so… maybe there will be a special somebody, with someone as special as you, that can get your name right.

But Luke just could never and can’t be that guy. Unfortunately.

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 ᘏᘏ like a movie ​⤷ l. castellan

cw: use of y/n like twice , but other than that , nothing ! just fresh fluff from out the oven . dividers by @cursed-carmine &&. strangersgraphics !

may castellan absolutely loves her babies.

she absolutely loves you two. when she first found out you were dating luke, she was over the moon— estatic, in a total frenzy. she demanded luke to tell her in an (affectionally) way who he was dating. and luke (with no choice), surrendered to his mother, with a sigh of defeat and tensed shoulders finally loosening up.

“okay, okay— mom, fine.” luke sighed, running a calloused hand through black curls. “tell me, lukey. do i know them at all?” may questions him, brows furrowed and hands clasped. she’s listening.

“the friend from, um.. last week.” luke mutters, picking at his nails in nervousness.

“who?”

“y/n.”

and that’s when the world fucking stopped for miss may castellan. she was screaming in nothing but pure joy, hands flaying everywhere, pacing around in happiness for her baby finally being able to be find someone.

she prayed to the gods that her past relationship with hermes wouldnt be anything like yours and his. it would pain her to see luke pained like that anyway.

“hi miss may!” you yell, quickly kicking off you shoes and placing them next to the door, giving luke’s mother a quick.

“oh, honey, just call me may, alright?” her voice is sweet and gentle, almost like a siren song. she adorns your face with warm and motherly kisses, ruff,ing your hair up slightly. “yes, mi— may!” you quickly rush upstairs to luke’s room.

“and you.” she puts down the cookie tray down to confront her son. “you haven’t been calling or texting me. why?”

“sorry, mom. jus’ busy with y/n. won’t happen again.” luke kicks of his shoes and places them next to yours, giving his mother a reassuring and gentle smile and follows after you up the stairs.

“gods. you know this isn’t a race, right?” he jokes, laying down next to you in bed, arms embracing you in a warm hug.

“don’t care. just wanna spend time with you. time is limited.” you murmur into his shoulder, his cologne filling your nostrils. who knew a man could smell like straight up heaven? you swear, luke is doing something to you— he’s casting spells on you, because what kind of sorcery is he doing to make you fall more and more in love with him?

“mhm,” luke places a hand on your neck, placing fresh kisses on your clavicle and adorning your neck and face with kisses. “so good.” he says playfully, nuzzling his face into your neck, frizzy black curls tickling your chin.

gods, this feels like straight heaven itself. what could you have done to deserve such blessings? to deserve luke? a blessing you’ll never take lightly, and a love you’ll both cherish beyond words.

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6/1 . notes . .

okok this made me very giddy very excited hehe i feel like luke’s a mamas boy 100% obvi. he doesn’t like his dad so it leaves him with no choice but yeah ! i’m feining help me this is short and i’m kinda unhappy how it turned out but oh well..

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