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luka smut hehe…chat …why dont we make more luka x readersssss alnst fandom plz

Hi, about the smut, can it just be about Luka (lnst) with a female reader or gn? on the topic you like

"Love me like you mean it."

contains: smut, reader has a pussy but gender is never specified, luka x reader, dom!luka, praise but also slight degradation, creampie, breeding — no beta read.

a/n: I'm kinda nervous since this is my first writing anything like this here but I hope this is what you wanted (even if I replied ,, awfully late...) also let me know if I should write reader fucking luka LOL

It was common for others to see Luka as odd or strange by those who actually knew him. Still, he wouldn't care much for whatever they had to say. You felt that it was your duty as his partner to let him know that he had many good qualities besides his enchanting princely looks, and he wasn't strange or unlovable.

You had been planning for a while to show him how loved he truly was, that he was loved by you— Luka wasn't stupid, so he had eventually realized that you had some plans, although didn't know which exactly those plans were. Even if he tried to get you to say it without you realizing, you knew how to not fall for his tricks.

Now, the day had finally come. Everything was set up. You had also cleared out his schedule for the day, just so you made sure that nothing was getting in your way.

"Oh, I am definitely excited," Luka's intentions were definitely to tease you a little bit. He sat on your shared bed, his hand placed on the spot next to him on the bed, as if he was reserving that spot for you.

"Don't worry, I just hope you like it." You spoke, sitting down next to him and pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. Despite his behavior and personality, it was surprising how Luka's face slightly heated up every time you kissed him. "So, what are we going to do? Go out?" Luka questioned you, still curious.

How cute. You couldn't help but laugh softly at his question. "Well, we won't be going anywhere." You replied.

Luka's confusion was clear. He raised an eyebrow before speaking again. "There's not much we can—" You don't give him a chance to finish his sentence as your lips press against his. His eyes widened, but his hands immediately moved towards your back in an attempt to get you closer to him.

Luka's hands wrapped around your torso, attempting to press you against the bed softly. Your hand was pressed against the back of his head, preventing him from even pulling away for air.

As he succeeded in making you lay down and getting on top of you, he softly bit your lip, eliciting a small whine from you. He took advantage of this, then pressed his tongue against yours, tasting you.

After a few seconds, Luka breaks the kiss. He made sure your head was placed comfortably against the pillows, as he didn't want to cause you any discomfort. Then, after making sure, he smirked. "I think this is enough to let me know what your plans were," Luka teased.

Well, you definitely didn't expect him to be so dominant, but not that you didn't like it. You breathed in and out a few times. Trying to find any words to say was completely useless as he buried his face in your neck, pressing wet kisses on your flesh. You trembled slightly, wrapping and clinging onto Luka's shoulders as your breathing grew heavier.

It didn't take long until you felt something poking at your hip. You let out a particularly loud whimper as Luka sank his teeth on your neck.

"Ah..." Luka whined slightly, grinding against your leg. He was dominant, yet so pathetic, so cute...

Well, out of the both of you, you looked probably the most pathetic — saliva was slightly covering your neck from the earlier kisses.

God, Luka wanted you — no, needed you.

"So pretty like this," Luka whispered, carefully taking off each piece of your clothing. The way he was doing it was teasing, but he wanted to admire you and your gorgeous body.

When he was done with your clothes, he quickly took his own off — not wanting to leave his cute little lover waiting.

His cock was pressed against his own stomach, precum leaking from the tip. Luka leaned in closer towards you now, and his hands slowly slid down your thighs before pressing and rubbing against your clit. As much as he wanted to cruelly tease you, he also wanted to reward you for caring for him.

Luka was so beautiful. This was everything you've ever wanted — your pretty boyfriend on top of you.

He found you way more beautiful, though, and he made it known how absolutely gorgeous you were as he slightly pinched your clit before rubbing his fingers against it again. "You're so gorgeous, my love," Luka praised. "So adorable, too. You're all mine, only for me," Luka spoke as his fingers teased and touched your entrance.

Carefully, gently, he slipped a finger inside you. Teasing you, scissoring you, preparing you for taking him inside.

When he felt like you were ready, he added in a second finger, his cock throbbing slightly as he noticed how you seemed to grow more aroused as he slipped his fingers in and out of you.

Suddenly, he pulled his fingers out, watching as your hole seemed to clench around nothing, his own cock dripping with arousal. He pressed his cock around your entrance, nudging it and smearing your cunt with pre cum.

Carefully lifting your leg onto his shoulder, his cock slowly entered you. You whimpered out his name as he slid into you, trying to get you used to the feeling of having him inside you.

Funny enough, Luka may seem manipulative and calculating, but once he was deep inside you, he was nothing but a needy slut — desperately thrusting in and out of you, moaning nonsense as he fucked himself deep inside you.

His pace was gentle and slow at first, allowing you to accommodate to it. He rocked his hips forward, pulling them back at a quicker pace than before.

"I love how you feel around me," Luka whispered, picking up the pace to let you know how absolutely beautiful he found you, how absolutely aroused you got him.

Your body jolted slightly as his hand moved towards to rub your clit once again. You were not going to last long if he kept it up — it wasn't only the way he was fucking you, but also the way he was praising you. Muttering out phrases like "My pretty slut", "You're so tight", "So pretty for me and just for me", and even more that your brain couldn't process as he fucked himself inside you.

You were close, and you could also feel that Luka was close as well — cock twitching as he thrusted in and out of you. You didn't stifle your moans, letting him know how good it felt.

You tightened around him as he pressed your clit between two of his fingers, moaning out his name and a few curse words.

He whimpered and moaned loudly as he kept going. He let out a specifically pathetic moan before speaking again, "Ah — I'm... gonna cum," Luka stuttered out as he started to speed up.

You moaned his name loudly as you came around him, his cock twitching before thick strands of cum came out from the tip, filling up your insides.

Luka pressed a soft kiss to your forehead before dropping your leg and collapsing beside you.

Now, you were filled up by him nicely.

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Mistletoe Mishap

✰ : WARNINGS: None! just pure fluff as we enter the Christmas Holidays! ✰ : PAIRINGS: Gn!Reader x Luka (Alien Stage) ✰ : AU: Actor AU!

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The cast party was in full swing, the studio transformed into a cozy wonderland of Christmas cheer. String lights twinkled along the walls, festive music hummed in the background, and the warm scent of cinnamon and pine filled the air. Luka stood near the snack table, casually sipping cider, his eyes occasionally flicking toward the other side of the room where you were deep in conversation with one of the casting members.

He wasn’t sure why he felt this weird fluttering in his chest every time you laughed, or why he felt like he couldn’t stop glancing in your direction. Maybe it was because you had this calm aura about you, a rare kind of confidence that came from a place of genuine kindness. No matter who you were talking to, you always made them feel heard, like they mattered. He admired that about you, maybe more than he cared to admit.

“Luka!” A familiar voice cut through his thoughts. Turning, he saw two of the other cast members, both brunettes, standing nearby with mischievous smiles plastered on their faces.

“Come here for a sec!” one of them called, her voice dripping with playful intrigue. Luka hesitated for a moment, throwing one last glance toward you. He didn’t know why, but there was something about the way you were laughing at something that had been said that made his heart beat a little faster.

He pushed the thought aside and walked toward the doorway where the crew had gathered. The group, sensing an opportunity for mischief, had clearly been planning something. Luka hadn’t noticed the subtle shuffle and the way they were positioning him.

Just as he walked through the doorway, he noticed a sudden shift in the energy around him. He froze, eyes widening when he realized they had lured you into their little scheme as well. Above your heads, dangling innocently from the doorframe, was a sprig of mistletoe, tied with a red ribbon. Luka’s face immediately flushed a deep crimson.

“Oh.. God...” Luka muttered under his breath, running a hand through his hair, completely caught off guard.

You looked up, following Luka’s gaze, and raised an eyebrow as the mischievous smile spread across your face. "Really? Mistletoe?" you asked, your voice a blend of amusement and slight disbelief.

The crew erupted into laughter, as the crew begun to cheer, egging the situation on. Luka stood there, rooted to the spot, feeling his face burn hotter by the second.

“You know what? Instead of the usual ‘kiss under the mistletoe,’” you said smoothly, your calm demeanor cutting through the laughter like a knife, “why don’t we just exchange compliments instead? What do you think, Luka?”

Luka blinked at you, his mouth opening and closing for a moment before he chuckled. His usual nerves were still there, but something about you made it easier to play along. "Compliments, huh?" he said, his lips curling into a slightly more relaxed smile. “Yeah, okay, that works.”

The crew groaned in mock disappointment, but they slowly dispersed, leaving the two of you standing alone under the mistletoe. Luka stood a little taller now, the awkwardness fading away with your lighthearted approach to the situation.

“So, you first,” you said, crossing your arms lightly over your chest. Your expression was playful, yet sincere, and it made Luka feel like he could relax for the first time that evening.

He scratched the back of his neck, but his smile was easy as he met your gaze. “Alright, well... I think you're pretty amazing. You’re always so composed and kind, no matter what. And, you make everything look effortless, but I know that takes a lot of hard work. You’re genuinely cool, and everyone looks up to you for a reason.”

Your smile softened as you looked at him. There was a quiet warmth in your eyes, and Luka felt his nerves dissipate just a little more. “Thank you, Luka. That’s really sweet of you to say.”

Now it was your turn, and you tilted your head slightly, taking a moment to consider your words carefully. Luka raised an eyebrow, waiting. “I think you’re incredibly talented, even if you don’t always see it. You’ve come a long way, and it’s been impressive to watch you grow, both as an actor and as a person. You’ve got a lot of heart, Luka. And,” you added with a teasing glint in your eyes, “you’ve got excellent taste in sweaters.”

Luka glanced down at the ridiculous Christmas-themed sweater he was wearing—bright red with a cartoon reindeer tangled up in twinkling string lights. His face lit up with a mix of self-consciousness and laughter. “Well, uh... thanks, I guess? It was a gift.”

You chuckled, the lightness in the air making it feel like the moment had shifted entirely. Luka felt comfortable now—less like he was being pulled into something he wasn’t prepared for. The tension that had been there earlier was gone, replaced by a genuine connection between the two of you.

Then, as if on a whim, you reached up and plucked the mistletoe from above your heads, twirling it between your fingers before tucking it into Luka’s sweater pocket. “Just in case someone else tries to ambush you,” you said with a wink. “Merry Christmas, Luka.”

He blinked, the mistletoe warm in his pocket as he stared at you, suddenly feeling like the air had thickened with an unexpected charge. “M-Merry Christmas, [Name],” he stammered, his hand instinctively brushing over the spot where the mistletoe now rested, as if it had the power to ground him in some way.

Before he could process much further, you leaned in and placed a light, playful kiss on his cheek. Luka froze, completely caught off guard. His entire body stiffened, his heart racing as his face burned a shade of red so bright it could rival the Christmas lights hanging around the room. The room had fallen into a strange silence as your laughter rang out, light and musical.

“Consider that part of the tradition,” you teased with a mischievous smile, stepping back. “Have a good night, Luka.”

Luka stood frozen in place, one hand still hovering over the spot where your lips had just been, the rush of warmth and the weight of the moment settling in. He blinked, trying to wrap his head around what had just happened, but the goofy smile spreading across his face gave away his thoughts.

He wasn’t sure how long he stood there, but the chaos of the party continued around him, fading into the background as he brushed a hand over his cheek once more. The mistletoe in his pocket felt like a strange token now, but somehow, he didn’t mind it. Not one bit.

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✰ : a/n: kinda ooc? Idk how actor Luka acts crying emoji If this doesn't flop I'm taking requests :p

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Punishment | Luka x Fem!Reader

After some issues, your 'secret relationship' with Luka got revealed by the Aliens. The both of you had expected a harsh punishment, and that you got - just a little different than initially expected. warnings » fem!reader, worshipping, voyeurism, sort of public sex?, toy usage, bondage, overstimulation, orgasm denial, a ruined pair of pants, came untouched? also sort of again, very little mentions of death, torture and so on, body parts going numb

Luka wasn’t a weak man…but, oh, the man he became when it came to you? How could he not worship the ground that you walk on? What kind of man would he be, if he didn’t do anything for his pretty little girlfriend. Your entire relationship was a secret thing, no one could know, no one would ever know. Or so you thought.

But god, if you would’ve known what they’d do to the both of you as soon as they found out? Maybe your little relationship would’ve been a tad more public. 

Aliens loved one thing — they loved to torture their humans or so called pets. Make them do stuff solely for the alien’s pleasure, treat them as their slaves, punish and push them till death was near. The both of you had overstepped a line, disobeyed a rule, an important one as it is. So punishing you was only fair, right?

This was only fair, you thought, or at least you tried, as the little bud on your clit made you squirm and thrusts your hips in the air without even knowing. Legs were tied to both the armrests of the chair you sat on. 

Well sort of.

Actually you sat on the comfy lap of your pretty blonde boyfriend. His arms tied together behind the chair, while his legs were tied to the chair itself. His rock hard boner was long forgotten, at least by you, but Luka could feel his boner so well, it was like he forgot how to feel anything else. All of your senses were overwhelmed as you chased your high, for what felt like the 5th time tonight. While the blonde hadn’t cum once, understandably frustrated by now.

The also long forgotten audience of aliens in front of you, would make fascinated sounds whenever you let out a particularly high pitched moan, or again, squirted all over your boyfriends pants. All eyes on the two of you. 

Luka has never been this whiny before. Who would’ve thought this charming man could turn into such a pathetic boy, once he’s being denied of what he loves the most. All he could do was bite into your neck, lightly thrust his hips up for any kind of friction. But it wasn’t enough. No, he just couldn’t cum like this. It was driving him crazy. All he wanted was to feel your honeysweet warmth engulf him, take him in and finally let him fuck all that pent up energy out. The blonde's head was spinning, he felt like he was gonna die if he didn't get any relief soon.

You cursed out his name over and over again. A hint of guilt washing over you considering how you took all the pleasure for yourself, even though there wasn’t really another option. “Ughh…gonna…fffuckk..cumming again!” Your words were like a soothing song to his ears. No matter how bad he wanted to finish, hearing you cum like this, was just getting him one step closer to his own release. 

The buzz of the vibrator ran through your whole body by now. Your once intelligent brain turning into mush. “Have such a beautiful lady…on top of me..haaah..” He cooed at you. Luka sounded so out of breath. You bet on everything, he looked so good right now. Covered in beads of sweat, his eyes almost teary, while his usually neatly kept hair was a mess.

After your orgasm had successfully washed over you, your hips went limb. The pool between your legs, including the vibrator strapped against it, was now engulfing the blonde’s bulge. Luka’s hips immediately jerked up, he was chasing that pleasure, chasing the friction that little vibrator provided him. Oh, and just in that moment, Hell let loose inside of him. Built up saliva slowly ran down his chin, his mouth wide agape. At the sudden change in his behavior, you slowly turned your head back. 

His clothed dick repeatedly bumped against your entrance and clit covered by the vibrator. If you hadn’t been so terribly overstimulated, this might’ve been heaven.  “Oh…Oh! My pretty Darling….Shit..Oh gonna cum…gonna finally…!” And that’s when he went still. His bulge firmly pressed against your cunt, as he ruined his pants. God, and he was coming loads. All that built up tension releasing all at once. In between your hazy thoughts, you could hear the crowd of aliens cheering, almost over-sounding Luka’s ragged breaths in your ear. You felt his legs tremble, the overwhelming pleasure slowly fading.

In all this shock, overstimulation and pleasure, you didn’t even notice that the buzzing had stopped. It allowed you and Luka to catch your breath. It was finally over? You hoped. Maybe you could finally take a warm bath and soot-

bzzzz Oh.

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PLS MAKE MORE HYUNA X READER PROPMTS IM BEGGING YOU TUMBLR AUTHORS, PLEASE SPEAR ME FROM THIS MISERY

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ruler of my heart

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Favorite Luka screenshots from Round 7 ~ Also isn't it funny how by Ivan's selfish act of kissing Till he publicly created a vulnerability Luka was then able to exploit in the following round, causing Till's death? lol

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y’all can say anything about luka but can’t fucking deny THAT HE WAS FUCKING MAJESTIC IN ROUND 7

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my alien stage content era 🫡

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I HATE YOU ALIEN STAGE FUCK FUCK FUCK

LUKA IF HYUNA DOESN'T END YOU I WILL

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boy if you dont stop pulling this shit

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BLINK GONE

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WHY IS THERE NO ALIEN STAGE X READER FICS…

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sadly the only copy of s10 of thg i found is in the spanish dub but the only thing theyre saying is i love you and i know thats not right so can someone hook me up with their panem plus pleasee

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drabble about u being into lolita fashion , blade loves u despite being so different than him :3 (gender isn't specified, but reader is very feminine)

blade didn't understand your intense fascination of pretty trinkets and feminine sense of style. it was unnecessary, if you asked him.

however — he'd never complain about the clothes you wear, especially not when you walked beside him looking as if you had returned from a magazine photoshoot while he attempted to sneak glances.

everything about you — your doll-like makeup, brand name pieces (which were all bought using kafka's card), endless amounts of jewelry, and even your collection of keychain adored purses were a stark contrast to to blade's typical stoic and borderline intimidating appearance.

he'd never assume that such a person would ever be drawn to his icy heart, one that only hurts instead of exuding warmth and overwhelming love.

yet, you'd always be by his side, telling him about your newest dress that had more ruffles and lace than the last. always laughing and looking at him with the most adoring of gazes, constantly overwhelming him with the scent of your whipped cream and peach nectar perfume.

you never failed to treat blade with a kindness that warmed his vengeful core. you, the pretty doll who continued to stay despite it all, were the apple of his eye.

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MASTERLIST𓂃⊹-–————————————————–-

* ੈ✩‧₊˚— VICTIMs HOLD GRUDGES

𐙚˖˚ — ¹ ~ The death of a friend

⋆˚✿˖° — Characters!

𐙚˖˚ — ² ~ Getting to know your friends!

𐙚˖˚ — ³ ~ Visiting Mr. Zhongli's place.

𐙚˖˚ — ⁴ ~ Ms. Ei needs help!

Warning: INCEST (not to you tho), OC's, death, blackmail, murder, obsessive and possessive tendencies (yandere yadayda), ASSAULT, stalking, abuse of power, manipulation, afab reader, you/your pronouns or they/them... really just some messed up shit that I thought of while sleeping.

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YANDERE ⊹₊ ✰ ⋆

Yandere Prince - Perlas ᝰ.ᐟ

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hear me out...lovesick! blade who would travel across planets after planets to find mortal! reader who wants nothing to do with him even after every reincarnation

I LOVE YOUR WRITING SMMM!!! 💖💕 WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE HOW MUCH YOUR STORIES MAKE ME FEEL ❤️ I HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY/AFTERNOON/EVENING/NIGHT! 💞

THANKS 😭😭 i'm glad people actually liked my works tbh i've always thought they were shit.

OUGHHH YEA bro's so desperate he'll invade your dreams, sometimes barging into your room when you're asleep, menacingly standing there to 'make sure you slept well'.

this is blade coded me thinks