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parkerwalsh​:

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parker beamed at the warm response, instantly put at ease by the weight of their arm around her. her eyes then rolled in a fashion not dissimilar to a giddy high schooler being called out on an obvious crush. sure, she’d already had a few drinks, but she was fine. it was fine, everything was fine. better than fine, even, now. in fact, parker was quick to bring her drink back to her lips to prove that fact, taking a decently long sip. what could she say, she’d been sipping champagne since she was sixteen, she could handle herself well-enough—or so she liked to think. she was momentarily reluctant to let the glass go, eyes widening as it was pulled from her lips, but otherwise there was no putting up a fight. especially not after the words dance with me had registered.

“oh, i’ll show you my white girl moves,” parker leaned in to tease, her scampish grin making a reappearance. immediately, she was off, having reached behind her for luca’s hand to ensure they wouldn’t get separated in the crowd. putting a slender shoulder forward, she angled between bodies until they reached the middle of the dance floor. there, parker glanced over her shoulder and guided luca’s hand to her waist, which swiveled as her hips began to sway. for a few beats she kept it simple, becoming accustomed to the song that pulsed through the space, but soon enough she was getting the hang of it. rolling her hips, dipping, melting. her hands slid up the sides of her torso in a silky motion, as though encouraging him to do the same. sure, parker enjoyed the drinky go of it that going out typically involved, but more than that she loved the dancing. it was evident in the way she moved with confidence, a knowledge of the music and awareness of her body that was obvious. she glided from one side to the other, brushing up against them as she moved.

"I'ma need to see your whole arsenal, miss thang," Luca said, relishing the ease of her grin as she looked at them. "For scientific purposes, of course," they teased. She took his hand to pull him through the crowd, and Luca allowed themself to be carried through the current of bodies, making little attempt to avoid bumping into passersby. They were deep in the entanglement of limbs and body heat before Luca's hand curved against Parker's waist. Their eyes dropped to the hem of her bottoms, the green fabric doing little to stifle his blossoming imagination. Luca's other hand found the round of her hip, their grip loose enough to allow Parker control over the sway of her hips, though they couldn't deny dipping their fingers into her skin. They started slow; Luca gently pulled Parker into him, letting his pants press against her skirt, just enough to graze Parker as she moved.

His hips rolled in smooth circles, their movement emboldening as Parker found her rhythm. Luca's hands kept her in place, guiding her center back to him, keeping their bodies intact even as they rolled across each other. Their hand followed Parker's path up her torso, Luca taking his time in trailing soft fingers upward. He reached her underarm before wrapping his arm around her, pulling Parker securely to his body, stiffening his posture to force her to arch against him. His arm crossed her body to rest on her other side, and Luca gripped her hipbone firmly. Their chin came to rest in the crook of her neck, and Luca emitted a restrained grunt near her ear. "Go on, mama's. Work your magic on me," Luca encouraged with a wide smirk, tilting his face toward hers.

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richwithlxve​:

“Yeah, I know,” he just wasn’t sure how to explain to them that he didn’t think that he would enjoy it. He honestly didn’t even think about having sex with other people, all he could think about was her, “I don’t know, I feel like I would just be able to move on, if she told me that she didn’t want to be with me,” she said that she didn’t have an answer, and that her mind was in two places, so part of him still had hope. He felt like until the day that she tells him loud and clear ‘I don’t feel the same way’, he wouldn’t be able to move on, “Shut up,” he rolled his eyes playfully, but he had a small smile on his lips, “It’s not exactly the same, you know that though, right? But I guess having apex experience is better than not having any at all.”

It was hard for Luca to sit back idly while their friend struggled with problems they personally saw as insignificant in the bigger scheme of things. He understood (in a weird, detached sense) how Rich felt about Morgan, though he knew nothing distinguished her from any other girl besides his friend’s attachment to her. It was an incredibly simple solution to Luca; just drop her and move on... yet, Rich had made it more than obvious that wasn’t an option for him. “What has she told you?” Luca asked quietly. From personal experience, they saw no answer as the equivalent of rejection, and Luca had little desire to entertain anyone that wasn’t head over heels for him to begin with. He knew he couldn’t voice any of this to Rich, in fear of being deemed insensitive and apathetic to his problems. Still, he just wanted to see his friend in a better place. “Yeah, you right. There’s no aim assist in real life,” Luca joked with a small shake of their head. “As long as I got my shooter,” they teased. “It’ll be dope even if my Apex skills aren’t transferable.”

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rubymensah​:

“I could,” she allowed, “go for a green tea.” Compromising wasn’t necessarily something she wanted to do, but she sensed that when it came to Luca, her own stubbornness wasn’t quite going to overcome his. Better compromise than go all his way. “I don’t expect you to learn my colour coding system. I can just work harder after,” she promised. “Oh, I’ll carry these,” her arms moved just out of his reach, hugging the books close to her. “Where were you thinking? “

A taunting smile found his features, obvious pride in Ruby’s agreement that undoubtedly grew their oversized ego. “Sweetened or unsweetened?” Luca questioned, more as a request to indulge in his small victory. “I doubt a color coding system can be that complicated,” Luca drawled, and his head rolled forward to give Ruby a look. He scoffed, outstretching his empty hands in front of him to show Ruby. “Love, it’s not gonna hurt you to let me help. I get it, you’re a strong, independent woman, but that pile of books is almost as tall as you are. Come on, stack them up,” he coaxed again. “Oh, you know. Somewhere off campus,” Luca answered ominously, not offering much of an answer.

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morgcnreyes​:

Morgan found herself enjoying Luca’s company, relaxing into the peacefulness between the two of them. They didn’t get many opportunities to hang out alone, but the fact that they ran in similar social circles prevented them from being strangers. The night didn’t start off the way but as time passed the group kept getting smaller until only they were left. The brunette wasn’t in any rush to leave, the waves in the background providing music to her ears. Unsure of what a Backwood was, she took their word for it and figured Spring Break might be the best excuse to try something new. Slowly she took the blunt into her hands, only having smoked a handful of times leaving her away of each of her movements. She didn’t want to look like a fool in front of him so taking her time seemed like the best course of action as she brought it to her lips. “I don’t think you can be completely happy, if that makes sense?” She met his eyes, shrugging before taking a slow hit and passing it back. She paused briefly, exhaling the smoke in the opposite direction before during her attention back to them. “I think the key of it all is finding someone you can feel comfortable around enough to share your worries, doubts, and knowing that you have that can bring you happiness. Of course you can find happiness without someone else, but I think it makes it easier.” The drugs entering her system were bound to make her more chatty, she just hoped that Luca would be able to know where she was coming from. “Talk about getting deep…” She shrugged her shoulders. “Parts of my life make me extremely happy, other things in play take it away…yeah, I’d like to say I consider myself happy. Do you?”

“Like, ever?” Luca insisted. In his experience, complete happiness always remained in reach. Sure, they had their problems and occasional relationship conflicts that added to daily drama they wanted absolutely no part in, but they never doubted they were completely happy. He took the Backwood from Morgan, meeting her eye contact as she delved into her perception of happiness. It seemed common that the answer of girls her age usually relied on another person to make them feel fulfilled, and he wasn’t surprised when Morgan admitted to falling in the same pattern. “You should be your own peace, baby,” Luca agreed passively and took a hit from the blunt. “You feel like you got people like that on your side though?” they questioned, bumping into Morgan’s side to coax more of her honesty. He chuckled as he watched Morgan shrugged her shoulders, picking up some discomfort with the topic at hand. “Yeah, I’m pretty happy. Maybe could be happier, but I got this lust for life, yanno? Nothing better than being alive and feeling good,” they cooed, a soft smile of their lips. “What’s stealing your happiness? I’ll beat it up for you,” Luca offered in a hushed tone, lifting the blunt back out toward Morgan.

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Luca never needed much convincing to hit the party scene with a group of friends, and they’d received an endless flow of daily invitations to liven a night out. Tonight, he accompanied a group of well-known names that significantly boosted his social media clout. With a few strategically taken selfies and if he swooned the right person, they’d receive priceless promo for their sneaker resale business.

Parker hadn’t initially been a part of the night’s plan but seeing her red hair push through the crowd was enough persuasion for Luca to fit her into the night. Her constant doting never hurt, either. Luca grinned, eyeing the chic outfit she boasted, respectfully if anyone had asked. “Mi luz,” he teased and placed a heavy arm around her shoulder. Luca pulled Parker in for a brief hug, pulling away to examine the other’s look of mischief. He brushed hair from her shoulder, keeping close to pick up her words over the club music. “Looks like you’ve already got the drinks covered,” Luca teased, not oblivious to the sweet alcohol on her breath. “Come dance with me. You can show me your white girl moves,” they decided, plucking the glass from Parker’s fingers. He took a sip of her drink, holding back a face at the taste of alcohol before he set the glass down on the bar. There would be no puking or drunk babysitting on his watch.

→ @lucent-luca​

towards the end of the spring break trip, things seemed to have fallen into a pattern. during the day, a number of students would head down to the beach, choose someone’s private pool to lounge at, or congregate at one of the few lavish restaurants on site. mahé had brought with it days of replenishing relaxation parker hadn’t even been entirely aware she needed. often you could find her sipping an orange or peachy drink poolside, eyes set on a book or whichever beautiful person had decided to share the space.

and then the sun would set. sure, the days were undoubtedly nice, but the nights were when everything and everyone would come alive. it wasn’t at all surprisingly to find a bevvy of luxor students mulling around the nearby bars and clubs, and tonight was no different. still, parker’s eyes couldn’t keep from widening in delight at the sight of luca, enthusiasm aided by her last couple of drinks. “luca!” she called out, squeezing through the people that filled the space between them, body clad in a tiny green set that made her hair pop even in the dim lighting. “my caliente, the hottest person in the room,” she doted, leaning in to give a half-hug, opposite arm held out of the way to prevent any drink spillage. “what’s the feeling tonight? are we doing shots? dancing? getting invited to a sketchy house party? all of the above?” ample amusement and anticipation flickered behind her eyes, free hand coming to rest on their upper arm.

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noor-chaidi​:

Noor made a tsking noise with her tongue, batting her eyelashes a few times as she looked over at Luca, painting a look of pity onto her face, complete with a pout. “Didn’t get enough?” she echoed, leaning towards them as her lips twitched in her attempt to hold back her smirk. “You could’ve just said that. Would’ve been plenty happy to indulge your taking in the view again,” she said, her eyes meeting his without the slightest sign of her confidence wavering, Noor holding their gaze for a brief moment before she leaned back into her seat, her eyes returning forward, slipping back into a posture of casualness. “If what you’re fathoming doesn’t line up to reality, no one to blame but yourself.  Though I highly doubt that would be a bad thing. Whatever your fantasies….” she let her voice pause, though she didn’t bother looking towards Luca still, sure their attention would be on her regardless. “I’m sure I can deliver,” Noor murmured, tossing her hair over one shoulder. “Hate. Love. Whatever. Either way you’re thinking about me.” 

“Not nearly enough,” Luca answered coolly. They were leaned back in a state of ease, admiring the prim smirk on Noor’s lips as she leaned toward him. “I’m saying it now, aren’t I?” he taunted, practically begging Noor to eat her own words. Luca appreciated her eagerness to cater to their needs, it practically confirmed Noor’s fascination with him. They grinned at her assertion, hovering their face along the side of her face even as she refused to look at him. “Those are some hefty promises,” Luca teased, his breath traveled up her neck to her ear. “And if I was looking to cash in on them?” he questioned softly, tilting his head to press a kiss to the underside of her jaw. She could act as high and mighty as she wanted to, if anything it gave Luca incentive to break through the act. They chuckled, astounded with the audacity of this girl as their head tilted toward the ceiling. “That ass is what I’m thinking about. Spread some love, Noor, and do a guy a favor,” Luca said obnoxiously.

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YOU 2.07 “Ex-istential Crisis”

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richwithlxve​:

“Meh, I don’t feel like having sex, I’m not really in the mood,” he shrugged lightly, the one person that he wanted to do it with, he couldn’t, so what was even the point? He didn’t think there was one, his mind was just in one person and one person alone, even if she didn’t share that sentiment, he couldn’t help how he felt. If he could choose it, he would choose to never have any romantic feelings toward anyone, because they were far too complicated for his liking, “Sure, if you say so,” he pushed his shoulder playfully, “I can say the feeling is mutual, I’m sure that whatever we did, you would find a way to make it more fun,” he gave him a small smile, “Guess it’s settled then, we’re going to laser tag.”

“I’m not talking about right now,” Luca chuckled, though the sound was followed by a sigh. They pushed back their dreads and offered a small shrug. “I’m just saying, dude. It might help you move on.” He knew it wasn’t advice Rich wanted to hear, but he hated watching his friend torture himself over something as trivial as a girl. Not to mention, was there a better cure-all to the things the Unhinged had put Rich through than a warm bed? At Rich’s agreement, Luca threw a hand around his neck. “There it is. There’s that sexy ass smile I’ve been waiting for,” Luca teased, shaking the boy’s shoulder roughly. “Hell yeah, man. I’ve trained for this moment on Apex.”

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Spring Break 2022 | 3/10

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rubymensah​:

“You could take me out,” she agreed, for a moment it sounding almost like Ruby Mensah was about to agree to something fun, “to the bookstore. There’s this new book on quantum field theory I’ve been meaning to get. But then I’d have to get back to my notes, I have to finish colour coding by seven thirty eight in order to be on track for my spreadsheet of studygram posts to coincide with the time for best engagement. Sound fun?”

Luca flashed a grin, Ruby’s acquiescence unexpected but warmly welcomed. The look turned to mild confusion when she continued, then their brow raised with perturbation. He didn’t need to ask to know Ruby was serious about scheduling things down to the minute. Their mouth opened to respond, though halfway through they realized they couldn’t even manage a white lie to her question. “Make it a bookstore and coffee run and you’re sold,” Luca offered amiably, reaching out his hands to gesture for the books in Ruby’s arms. “I’ll even help you color code, help make up for lost time or what not,” he said.

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tivadelavida​:

“You are the one who brought it up,” Tiva responded, deepening her pout over at Luca with a fluttering of her eyelashes, the expression not holding steady before it wavered back into a wide, amused grin. “You can pine. Truly, no judgement here. You wouldn’t be the first, after all,” she said, a shrug of her shoulders accompanying the words, Tiva finally swigging from the bottle of liquor they had passed over to her, reaching out to nudge his shoulder with one delicately pointed food. “It was a long ass time ago,” she murmured, echoing his words with the slightest flicker of melancholy, a very unusual emotion for Tiva. “Why are you asking, though? If you insist you’re not pining.

“You know what you’re doing,” Luca pointed out, eyeing Tiva’s smile with a playful glare. It was simply Tiva’s nature to turn the conversation toward what made her so amazing, and thus Luca gave no reaction to her gloating. He swayed from the nudge of her foot, though Luca dwelt in the silence as they searched their thoughts. “We were kids,” Luca agreed with a shrug. A part of them almost felt sad for the naivety he’d grown out of. He scoffed at Tiva’s question, focusing on the ceiling rather than the look on her face. “I’m allowed to be curious,” he said, practically snatching the bottle from Tiva. “Considering it all. We were down for each other, yanno?” Luca drawled, speaking with an air of casualness. “Or at least…. I was down for you.”

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cfandromeda​:

Andromeda jumped at Luca’s sudden interest in talking. They’d both been vibing in silence, but it wasn’t comfortable. For her anyway. It was just sorta what they did. Plus this bar’s environment was pretty chill. It didn’t give her the anxiousness that packed places did. “Uhm..oh-kaaay? where did that come from?” she chuckled, eyebrows furrowing. “Oh I’ll just take a shirley temple or something.” she waved her hand. “do they have food here? I would die for fries right now.”

Luca sighed, already over this conversation as Andie questioned his motivation. What the fuck even was his motivation? As ridiculous as it was, they never imagined they’d have to cope with such a loss of control... the crushing thumb of his past potentially being dug up. He shrugged halfheartedly, his shoulders tense with discomfort. “Shit’s fucked around here, Andie. Don’t tell me you don’t see that. You can’t trust anybody out here.” He made a face at her request for a shirley temple, though a smile crept through. “You heard the lady. Get her some fries and a shirley temple, extra cherries. Whiskey, too, please and thanks,” Luca ordered. “You’re a handful, you know that?” they teased.

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richwithlxve​:

It wasn’t easy to make him laugh at the state that he was, he was in a really dark place, and had a hard time to even smile at times. Usually he would at least grin when Luca said something like that, but all he got was a small smile, which was already something, considering how down Rich was lately, “You’re thinking with your dick, Luca,” he teased them, at least he could still make some jokes, when he was around his close friends at least, because with other people they weren’t so often, at least not anymore. His best friends just had an effect on him that no one else did, there was a reason why they were his best friends after all, “You need glasses,” he teased them, “But you know I appreciate your compliments,” he assured him, not wanting him to think that he wasn’t grateful, “Seems fun, shooting people with a laser is always fun.”

“Yeah, and my dick’s telling me you need to get laid,” Luca threw back, perhaps a bit insensitively. Sure, maybe it was abrasive to oversimplify a problem to sexual frustration... However, thinking with their dick never failed them, and given how unhappy Rich seemed stuck in his thoughts, Luca couldn’t help himself from advising the other seek some sort of relief. “Nah, baby,” Luca said haughtily, pulling at the fabric on his chest. “I got perfect vision. 20/20 over here, I do not lose.” Luca rested an arm around Rich’s shoulder, ruffling the boy’s hair on the back of his head as he directed the pair toward the entrance. “Nah, dude. Chilling with you just sounds fun. Shit, I’ll be your rider and school some fucking little kids, though.”

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who: @morgcnreyes​ when: evening. where: private beach.

Luca was relatively accustomed to having Morgan around, though it was rare they found themselves without the company of their mutual friends. Still, there was so much they didn’t know about her, besides his best friend being smitten with her. Luca could see traces of Rich in Morgan, a softness and a kindness they somehow mastered that Luca was certain he was incapable of. It was obvious Rich loved her, and it was only in Luca’s nature to grow curious about the details his friend refused to share. Their group of friends slowly dwindled as the night continued, and then they had asked if she’d ever smoked a Backwood. Luca laid flat on his beach towel, the blunt at his lips as they focused on the stars above them. They passed the blunt to Morgan, their elbow barely grazing hers. “What does happiness look like to you?” Luca inquired in an almost teasing tone. His eyes fell on her, debating how honest her answer would be. “Would you consider yourself happy?” he asked, his tone more serious than before.

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Fuck it, get rich.

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who: @cfandromeda​ @luxornarrator​ when: evening. where: resort bar.

Luca didn’t drink much, but they knew Andie drank even less and maybe that would make this whole thing go down a lot easier. He’d never been one to insert himself in other’s business, and whatever weird, fucked up shit her file alluded to, Luca wanted no part in it. Still, they wouldn’t risk their own head for the sake of a girl he was friendly with. “Real shit, though?” Luca said abruptly, barely throwing the petite girl a glance. “You need to stay vigilant out here. You won’t last long just playing along and keeping your head down,” they warned ominously. Luca sighed and gestured for the bartender, their body hunched into the bar counter and away from Andie. “It’s why I wanted to take you out. We got some shit to clear up.” They tapped their fingernails across the countertop, lifting their head to offer a lackadaisical smile. “Let me get you a drink.”