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[leaentries]

headcanons | luke hughes

SUMMARY: boyfriend!luke

WARNINGS: not proofread

more boyfriend!player headcanons

✮. he’s a shy lover! luke has a hard time expressing his emotions sometimes, so he often finds himself shying away or hiding his face into the crook of your neck while the two of you have a heart to heart moment. he’ll turn all red a blushy the second you start loving all up on him, especially when you tell him how amazing he is.

✮. PLAYING WITH HIS HAIR!! luke turns to absolute putty the second your fingers come into contact with his curls. like you could just be chillin on the couch and your hands will somehow find the back of his head. no joke, he will literally fall sideways into your lap so you can have a better reach. 9 out of 10 times he will most likely fall asleep.

✮. a huge foodie. loves loves loves to eat with you. we are all aware that the team calls him rusty because he’s always eating. will always have your favorite snacks in his bag so you’re never hungry. is always concerned about whether you’re eating enough or drinking enough. will take it upon himself to be with you for at least one meal of the day. yes, he does have dinner dates with you over facetime during roadies.

✮. along with this, he loves to facetime you! whenever possible, if he’s isn’t with you that is, he wants to be able to see your pretty face and yap to you about the most random things. whether it’s about your toast getting burnt or his charger breaking, you’ll talk about it.

✮. always listens to you intently. luke is the type of guy who will always make eye contact with you while you’re talking and will actively engage with you. he wants to make sure you know he’s listening and cares about what you’re saying. will bend down to your height and lean his ear in closer if you’re on the quieter side.

✮. leaves his clothes at your place on “accident.” new-flash, it’s never on accident. if luke stays at your apartment for more than a few hours there is a 90% chance he’s gonna end up leaving a hoodie or pair of sweats behind. you’ll end up getting a “i’m coming back over” text from him an hour after he left. he does this for two reasons: 1. he makes sure to give himself a legit excuse to come back and see you 2. he knows you’ll probably end up stealing said clothing item and wearing it.

✮. continuing from the last point, luke melts every time you wear something of his or something with his name on it. a little piece inside of him jumps for joy every time he sees you wearing one of his hoodies or showing up to games in his jersey. it helps ease the bit of him that gets insecure sometimes. it’s a way of telling the world that your his girl.

✮. he’s a puppy. period. he follows you around the apartment 24/7 if you’re together. never wants to leave your side unless he absolutely has to. will always pull your body into his in public so his mind is at ease. when his anxiety or worries spike, he is rushing to find or call you. you are his comfort blanket.

✮. let’s you pick out his outfits. luke had a tendency to have questionable style from time to time, so you took the liberty of making sure he is at least matching colors. you are tired. he does not like to listen, but will inevitably always wear what you tell him to.

✮. big napper/snuggler. will cocoon the both of you in blankets till you can barely move. has an alarm on his phone everyday to remind the both of you to take a nap together. doesn’t give you an option about it either. if you don’t feel like napping with him before a game, he will whine and pester you claiming that “it’s your fault if we lose” or “you’re my good luck charm, pretty girl. you have to nap with me or i won’t play good.”

✮. someone please find me a luke hughes

[michelangelinden]

For the wip sharing ask game: I need to know what 'Legally I'm required to tell you not to eat the bathbombs' is about!!!

Also the second one (Willie dances in Alex's shirt düdüdüüdüüü) sounds so cute!!♡

Lea hello!!!

okay, two fics hehe.

"Willie dances in Alex's shirt düdüdüüdüüü" is a fic where Willie, on his mission to lure Alex to go to sleep, puts on Alex's dress shirt and gets him to dance through the living room with them with "Careless Whisper" by George Michael playing in the background. It's just a little vibey fic that I'm very excited to finally write. I unfortunately don't have a snippet to share, so you'll have to wait sorry not sorry 👀

The second one, "Legally I'm required to tell you not to eat the bathbombs" is my Lush AU. Willie works at Lush and Alex is on his mission to find a birthday present for Flynn. He's entirely overwhelmed by the store (valid) and Willie guides him through it. This is Alex gay stressing at Lush, then gay stressing at the party when Willie of all people is there too.

I do have a snippet for that hehe, it's under the cut.

(send me a number from my WIP list and I'll tell you about it and maybe share a snippet)

Alex can count the times he’s been in a Lush store on one hand. He’s never been one for fancy body products. He knows that Reggie likes their fancy soaps and shower jell-o things, and that Julie treats herself to a bath bomb every once in a while, and Flynn always pushes her arm into Alex’s face when she’s trying out a new body lotion. Alex enjoys the smell wafting out of the bathroom after a shower, but he doesn’t think he’ll ever actually buy something for himself. He sticks with his drugstore stuff and he’ll continue to appreciate his friends enjoying the products.

Which is why he’s completely overwhelmed as soon as he pushes the door open and is hit by the intensity of the shop. He’s surrounded by colourful shapes and balls and black tubs and bottles and messy handwriting and there are three separate people washing their hands at the sinks and a pair of girls are sniffing the bath bombs like they’re candles and every employee he spots is beautiful, and it takes so much to not just flee after only five seconds.

“Hi, welcome,” someone says behind him and Alex startles so much he steps to the side. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” the guy says apologetically, an easy smile on his face. Alex swallows, and whatever he wanted to say doesn’t get out. “Anything I can help you find?”

“Uh,” Alex responds dumbly. “Not really?” He doesn’t even know what he’s looking for. “I think I need a moment.”

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

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[choi-y-n]

☆TXT as your best friend☆

PURE FLUFF | BEST FRIEND AU

This was something I wrote when I said that I wanted to write and post it here, I finally have the courage to post my works <3

╰☆╮Choi Yeonjun ╰☆╮

The flirty one,,, but also the very protective one (─‿‿─)

Eats your food if you can’t finish them

This guy is down for anything you want to do may be cutting class or going bungee jumping <3

Will really get into a fist fight if someone hurts you (＃`Д´)

The best comfort person whenever you are down,, never likes it when you are sad that’s why he does things just to see you smile („ಡωಡ„)

Study dates is 50/50 of serious studying or goofing

Secretly has a crush on you for years but he thinks you dont feel the same way

others under the cut

╰☆╮Choi Soobin ╰☆╮

Ur tall intimidating but actually soft best friend :>>>>>

Always brings your favorite snacks with him whenever feel hungry

Might look soft but will start a debate with you about the smallest petty stuff : D

If you are having a hard time with a subject Soobs will definitely help you

One of the best hugs and listener,, if you feel down this guy will cuddle you until you feel better

Bullies will be backing off with just one stare of this guy cause this guy is so tall

Too shy to admit that he likes you *wink wink*

╰☆╮Choi Beomgyu ╰☆╮

The brat,, nah jkjk ;-; the playful one who will annoy and care for you till death

Both of you will be trying to tie each other’s hair ( ; ω ; )

You stealing this guy’s clothes cause they comfy <3

If the both of y’all be partners for a project expect the chaos and screaming

Despite him being your loud and annoying bff,, this boi will do everything to make you smile he won’t mind if he gets embarrassed this guy loves seeing you happy :’>>

PT.2 OF GETTING INTO A FIST FITE THIS MAN WILL PROTECT YOU AT ALL COST </3

He wrote a song about song how feels about you and hopes he gets to sing it to you someday <3

╰☆╮Kang Taehyun ╰☆╮

The sensible best friend and will save you from embarrassing yourself at times

24/7 clings to you whether it be holding your hand, back hugging, or linking of arms ( ╥ω╥ )

Study dates would really be a study date, helps you in parts where you are having a hard time with

Pt.2 of being the best listener,,, the both of you will probably have deep talks a lot if you are down for it

Nobody would try to bully you,,, I mean this is Kang Taehyun we are talking about O_O

Always bringing things that you might need like medicine, band aids, wipes or hair ties (´꒳`)♡

Your parents loves him and little did you know he's finding the perfect timing to ask you out : ' )

╰☆╮Huening Kai ╰☆╮

THE BALL OF SUNSHINE WHO BURNS YOUR EYES JUST BY LOOKING AT HIM

You guys have a stuffed penguin named Penggy that acts as your child (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

Whenever you are stressed this guy will bring you star gazing, to the arcades, or simply just a walk to the park cause he doesn’t like seeing you down and stressed out </3

Pt. 2 and 3 of the best hugs and best listener,,, He will hug you and let you cry on his chest until you feel better,, you’ll hear him tell you comforting assuring words to you ;-;

Study dates might turn into jamming to 5sos, 1D, Big Time Rush, Frozen and many more

BELLY RUBS AND TICKLE FITES (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄)

Lea and Bahiyyih are pushing him to confess to you telling him that you feel the same way too :'))

General Taglist: @erynandreaaa @00-baejin-05 @definitelynotcesia @btxtreads

©choi-y-n

[cmivr]

omg camilo dr stuff [ 1 / ? ] 😭😭 i'm sorry i just have a fat crush on him and i can't help but wanna rant about him and the things we do together and just how he acts to me and sknNJSNDJDNJDNJ

♡⠀has a chest of stacked papers and colored pencils under his bed. whenever he pranks someone or sees something he's not supposed to see, he comes running to me and drags me to his room. he always gets the orange pencil and i get the blue one, and he spills the tea to me through writing so his hermana won't hear us

♡⠀is very nice, literally can't turn any gifts down from his admirers, but never pursues them- whenever he receives stuff of appreciation, like chocolates and stuffies, he always hands them to me instead. including love letters

"here ya go, just pretend like this is me writing to you" he winked, handing me the letter he just got from lea barely even 20 seconds ago

♡⠀we don't see each other everyday due to us having separate chores and in different areas as well, but he loves to stop by my house and leave something, just to let me know he was there and that he was thinking of me. most of the time it's loose thread from his ruana, sometimes even a strand of his hair, one time he even left a little chicken feather, which concerned me slightly-

♡⠀we're so close, we treat each other's family like family. he calls my parents ma and pa, and i do the same with him! he also bonds with my tio victor a lot! tio, as scary as he seems, actually loves knitting sweaters for the kids in town, and camilo helps! i see them talking and vibing together at parties, and it's honestly so funny seeing a big muscly guy laughing with my scrawny fifteen-year-old best friend

♡⠀ he's a big goofball who flirts with his friends a lot. i wouldn't call him a flirt, because i mentioned before, he doesn't go around teasing and flustering every girl he sees. when camilo says something about you, he wants to mean it... unless you're super close of course, then he starts doing stupid shit in order to mess with your head

♡⠀of course i have to face the sharper end of this stick since i am quite literally camilo's longest friend. this boy's got a little bit too comfortable with me. especially since we alternate between being at each other's throats to the bestest of friends

"camilo, what the fU-" i yelp as he sticks out his foot in front of me, making trip and fall into his arms. "be more careful, princesa" he grinned and i flicked his forehead "fuck you, asshole"

[leaentries]

threes a crowd | nico hischier & luke hughes

summary: nico guiding his girl through having two men.

warnings: smut, dom!nico vibes, vibrator use, choking, p in v (protected), blowjob, deep-throating, slight masturbation, threesome, slight degradation (use of slut), praise, little to no major plot, not proofread

a/n: i feel like this was a long time coming. anyways, i think the ending is a little rushed but i hope yall enjoy! :)

The intense vibrations shot through your body like lightning.

“Fuck!” You threw your head back.

Luke’s gaze admires your worn body covered in a sheen layer of sweat. His eyes were wide with curiosity as he upped the level of the lilac toy.

You felt like you were gonna burst out of your skin. The pleasure burned through every vein, every nerve you had. Panting, you reached up to grab the pillow by your head. It was almost too much for you.

“Careful, Luke. Don’t want to make her cum too fast.”

Your eyes shot open at the thick accent that echoed through the room. Lost in the heat of it all, you nearly forgot about the Swiss man you call your boyfriend.

In all fairness, the amount of orgasms that had been coaxed out of your spent cunt were unbelievable. Paired with the fact that Nico watched every twitch of your body that Luke provided was alluring. You felt drunk.

Nico’s hand moved to switch the vibrator off, gently taking it from Luke’s hand. Both, you and Luke, released sounds of displeasure.

He simply raised an eyebrow at the both of you, matching it with a curt, “Stop being brats.”

You rolled your eyes, distaste filling the empty trails where the sweet pleasure of climax had once been building.

Luke peered down, not sure what to do next. He was more bashful than his normal chatty personality. But you could only narrow that down to the fact that it wasn’t every day your captain let you in his bed. Let alone with his girlfriend.

“Don’t make me show Luke how to punish you, baby.”

Luke’s face grew hot.

Punish you?

The mere thought of doing something to edge on your pleasure and bring you teetering, or even have you begging was enough to make Luke’s cock jump and his stomach twirl. He had never felt this way before, nor made a woman shake with pleasure, but he sure as hell wasn’t complaining.

His body ignited with tingling sensations at every brush of your hand on his bicep as you tried not to clench your thighs together.

“Lukey wouldn’t do that to me,” You turned to Luke with big eyes and battered lashes, “Would ya, Lukey?”

Luke swallowed harshly at your gaze. His cock was weeping.

“Uhm-” He was at a loss for words.

Nico’s hand moved to your throat before Luke could intervene. Long, thick fingers curled themselves slightly around your neck, sending a pleasured high to your brain.

“I thought I told you not to be a brat?” Nico’s words were harsh and mean, but the way his lips left bruises against your jaw proved he wasn’t as mad as you thought.

Luke watched as your body writhed under the large form of his captain. His mind was hazy as he studied the faces you’d make when Nico sucked on a specific spot by your collarbone. Once Nico pulled away, he turned to face Luke.

“I want you to make her feel good. Can you do that, Luke?”

The question rung coarse, Luke nodded hesitantly.

You opened your legs teasingly, your soaked folds gleaming in the lamp light. Luke switched places with Nico, now resting on his knees in between your thighs. Your boyfriend made his way to the cushioned chair in the room, his proud cock smacking against his abdomen as he sat down.

Nico could sense Luke’s hesitation by the way his hands meekly began to run up your thighs.

“Be harder with her,” He smirked, “My baby won’t break.”

Luke looked to you for approval. You nodded at him encouragingly. As he began to grow more comfortable and confident with his movements, he slowly trailed his long fingers to trace your clit.

“Mmm,” You bit your lip with a moan. Waves of gentle pleasure began to roll through your tummy. The slow paces of Luke’s circles were teasingly amazing. They added just enough pleasure to ignite that fire inside of you once more.

Turning your head to the side, your eyes met Nico’s blazing ones. His eyes were so blown out in lust they looked black. Nico’s chest heaved as you could see the remnants of precum dripping from his swollen tip.

You bit your lip at the sight.

“Like what ya see, schatzi?” Nico smirked at you.

You nodded desperately. You had to swallow a wanton moan as Luke applied more pressure to your clit. It was overwhelming. You tried to keep your eyes open as you watched Nico slowly spread the precum from his tip over his shaft. He gripped the base lightly, tilting his head back.

“Such a slut for me, huh?” Nico asked aloud, “You have another man playing with that pretty pussy, yet you can only look at me.”

You whined.

Although what he was saying wasn’t a total lie. Nico knew you belonged to him and he also knew that no matter who was touching you, he’d always know your body best.

The agonizing pace of Luke’s fingers began to frustrate you, you needed more.

“Tell Luke what you need, baby.” Of course. Nico could always tell when you needed something extra help bring you to your release.

Luke’s eyes met yours immediately, scared he wasn’t pleasing you. He retracted his fingers, not wanting to make you uncomfortable.

“Need you inside me, Lukey.”

Oh fuck.

Luke could have sworn he almost came on the spot. His cock throbbed at your tone of voice, balls clenching with need. He couldn’t agree fast enough, frantically searching for a condom.

Now, even though Nico was being nice enough to let Luke have the privilege of fucking you, it was not going to be without protection. Nobody but Nico was allowed to enter you raw. That was something he wasn’t gonna give up.

As you watched Luke remove himself from the bed to grab a condom, you reached for Nico, signaling you wanted him to come over to you. Nico rose, his delicious cock shining beautifully as he walked to you. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pulled his lips to crash into yours.

Nothing could compare to the warm taste of Nico’s lips.

You pulled away, panting as you caught your breath. “I want you too, Neeks.”

Nico smiled at your shy request. “Yeah?” He cocked his head to the side, “You want me to fill that pretty mouth?” His thumb pulled your bottom lip down slightly.

“Please.” You whimpered.

He nodded in acknowledgment, “Okay, schatzi. Whatever you want.”

As Luke turned to make his way towards the bed, he noticed Nico’s presence. He remained stoic, unsure of how to proceed.

“C’mon Luke,” He called the younger boy over as you positioned yourself on your hands and knees, “You can get behind her.”

Luke practically scrambled behind you, his cock eager to plunge deep inside of your velvet walls. He grabbed onto your hips, as Nico moved in front of you.

“Ready, baby?” Nico met your eyes with concern.

You replied with a confident, “Yes,” your body buzzing with anticipation.

Nico nodded toward Luke, giving him the go-ahead. Luke dragged his tip from your clit up to your throbbing hole, taking his time to spread your arousal. He finally sunk in, stretching you out deliciously. Your jaw dropped in a silent scream as Luke eased himself in further. You felt the room grow hotter, your breath picking up at the slight burn Luke’s dick sent through you.

Nico took this as an opportunity to pump himself a few times, before lightly tapping your lips. You opened your eyes at him, tears already beginning to form as Luke started to thrust.

“Open,” Nico demanded.

You obliged gratefully, jaw going slack to compensate for Nico’s size. Your eyes rolled back as you felt both of your soaking holes simultaneously being filled to the brim. You felt so full.

Your mind was hazy as both men found a comfortable pace. Luke’s hands dug deeper into your hips, his head thrown back in a whine.

“Fuck,” He cursed, “So tight.”

You spasmed around his cock, as Nico fisted your hair tightly. You brought up your right hand to hold onto Nico’s thigh, a feeble attempt to ground yourself. Hallowing your cheeks and breathing through your nose, Nico’s cock slipped deeper into your throat. He swallowed roughly, feeling his stomach tighten at the sight of your ass bouncing back against Luke’s pelvis.

“Doing such a good job for us, schatzi,” His head fell forward with pleasure, “Always such a good girl.”

You whined appreciatively around his length, feeling your own pleasure begin to build. You squeezed impossibly tighter around Luke, drawing curses from the curly haired boy’s mouth.

He shook his head, “Not gonna last, fuck.”

Luke’s abdomen clenched as his impending orgasm hurled towards him. He gradually slowed his pace, reaching a hand over your body to rub sloppy circles into your clit.

Another one of Nico’s rules; Luke couldn’t cum until you did.

Dropping your head, Nico’s cock sprung up, “Fuck! Gonna cum!”

You felt your climax hit you unexpectedly hard, pussy gripping Luke’s cock like a vice. The added pressure sent Luke over the edge, his body collapsing forward at the impact of his finish. He shot thick white ropes into the condom, making sure to leave a bite mark or two on your shoulder.

Nico pumped his cock steadily, the sight of your fucked out form and teary eyes were enough to have him painting your chest and chin white with his seed. Your orgasm lasted longer than Luke’s, the boy beginning to whine from overstimulation as he fucked you through the entirety of your climax.

As you finally finished, Luke pulled out slowly. You grimaced at the cool sensation of air on your over-sensitive folds. You felt a body collapse next to yours on the bed, another moving to wipe the spent from your chest.

You sat there a moment, too tired to open your eyes.

“You okay, pretty girl?” Luke’s voice echoed lightly in your ear.

You smiled at his concern, “Never better.” Your voice came out in a hoarse whisper.

“Yeah, sit up, baby.” Nico came to your side to help you up. “Here, drink some water.” You felt a hand help you hold the cup, but your mind was too far gone to really comprehend who was doing what.

After you had been properly taken care of and dressed in a hoodie, Nico filled in the spot next to you, pulling you into his body.

He kissed your temple, mumbling into your hair, “You did amazing, schatzi. Thank you for making us feel so good.”

Luke watched with big eyes, staring from the foot of the bed. His hand fidgeted nervously with the sweats he had on, unsure of what to do. Luke was still new to the whole ordeal, after all.

“Come here, Lukey.” You lifted your arm on the left side of your body, signaling for Luke to lay down. Not wasting another second, Luke curled into your side, your fingers moving to situate themselves into his curls.

You leaned up to give a gentle kiss to Nico’s lips before settling back down and closing your eyes. You felt warm and cozy, the comforter now thrown over the three of you. The quiet hum of the fan provided a sense of familiarity to an otherwise, strange situation. Yet, you couldn’t have been more content.

Surrounded by your boys, you fell asleep almost instantly, your body worn by the previous activities. Luke followed suit, your hand drawing coaxing patterns in his scalp. Nico placed a final kiss on your head, snuggling deeper into your hair as, he too, succumbed to his drooping eyelids.

[leaentries]

Luke Hughes would finger you in the car after a win. His fingers are long as hell and are so sexy he’d make you kinda ride them so when the bumps it would move you to take his fingers deeper.

➛ holy fuck, nonnie… this was insane

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“That’s it, pretty girl,” Luke’s voice fell on deaf ears as your head lulled back against the headrest, “Feel good?”

You barely managed a nod with the depths his long fingers managed to reach. The slight curl of his hand bumping into your clit with each turn or bump in the road was dizzying.

After a long night with the team, you and Luke had found yourselves helplessly horny, and Luke was determined to make you cum before you reached the apartment.

“Fuck, Lukey!” Your hips bucked to ride his fingers deeper in the passenger seat of his car. The black leather beneath you was undoubtedly soaked with your arousal.

It was almost impossible to keep your eyes open with the pulsating pleasure traveling through every vein in your body. However, you were still able to catch Luke turning onto a notoriously very bumpy road.

“Luke,” You panted, “W-why are you going t-this way?”

“Don’t worry about it, angel. Just keep riding my fingers like a good girl.”

Yet, Luke’s motives were quickly discovered as the first dip in the road caused his fingers to prod impossibly deeper.

“God, yes!” You moaned, eyes screwing shut in ecstasy.

Luke watched your face every so often, his cock straining against the zipper of his jeans. His other hand, which remained on the wheel, turned white with desire. Luke was struggling to control himself at the feeling of you falling apart around his fingers.

After a few more bumps, you felt the impending pleasure of climax begin to build in your tummy. You gripped onto the cool leather handle of the door, in an attempt to ground yourself further onto Luke’s digits.

Luke smirked at the feeling of your spasming cunt.

“You gonna cum, pretty girl?”

You could only cry in response. Your body arched as fire began to coarse through your senses. Blinding ecstasy sent your mind reeling as your orgasm hit you like a truck.

“Yeah, that’s it,” Luke thrusted his fingers slightly faster, “Make a mess on my seat.”

Luke drove over one last bump, pulling into the parking garage. He helped take you through your orgasm, your body slouching in the seat as he withdrew his fingers from your abused cunt.

You watched with cloudy eyes as he brought his fingers to his mouth. His tongue darted out to catch your release that now began to drip down his hand. You could feel your clit begin to throb with need once more, thighs clenching in response.

Luke eyed you, your motion not going unnoticed.

“C’mon, pretty girl,” He tapped your thigh, “Let’s go upstairs so I can fuck you properly.”

[leaentries]

through it all | luke hughes

summary: when the comments start getting to her, luke is there to show his girl he'll be there through it all.

warnings: rude comments, body shaming, fat shaming, angst (w/ a happy ending), swearing

wc: forgot to keep track but a lot

The constant ticking of the clock seemed to mock you, counting away the time wasted reading those insufferable words. You typically veered away from the comment section altogether, but something about the empty apartment weakened your resolve. 

Being away on a roadie, Luke didn’t understand the trouble that plagued your mind. He always made sure to make you feel like the only girl in the world, so why was it that as soon as he leaves, you fall apart? He didn’t understand how the words of others held so much power over you, how they held you hostage. 

You sat, legs tucked under you, holding your phone with shaky hands. Something in you had hoped for better. Maybe people changed their views about you and everything that came with. Maybe you could finally open social media without the constant fear of ridicule. Yet, you were proved wrong once again. The comments hadn’t changed and neither did the way your throat contracted in disgust and embarrassment.

User4562: still can’t believe luke would date someone like her

Fan93: get this whale outta here pls 

Hater365: luke is so much hotter then her?? shes not even pretty??

User67:  this is kinda embarrassing for her tbh

Fan42: girl needs to learn what the gym is asap

Hater6783: pretty sure her thighs are bigger than his…

User3421: comments did not disappoint💀

Hot tears filled your eyes as the negativity swarmed your senses. How could people be so cruel? Deep sobs wracked through your body as you let your phone fall to the couch. You grabbed the nearest pillow, pulling it into your chest.

You felt suffocated. The weight of being in the spotlight and the tense wave of hate was too much. You couldn’t fully understand why people were so bothered by your appearance or the fact that Luke had chosen you.

Though, in all fairness, you couldn’t grasp why Luke chose you, either. He had a roster of beautiful, fit women at his beck and call, yet he was bouncing his way home to you every night. No matter how many times he expressed his love, it was too big for you to comprehend.

So, there you sat, mascara running down your face, sobbing into a throw pillow because random people on the internet decided you weren’t good enough.

❥.

You must have fallen asleep at some point through your cries, because as your swollen eyes managed to peek open, you noticed the sunlight beginning to shine through your living room curtains. For a peaceful moment, you forgot the previous night’s turmoil. You let yourself fully wake up, slowly sitting to adjust to your surroundings.

Confusion plagued you as you realized you were on the couch. Your face fell with gloom as reality hit you like a truck. Swarms of comments flashed in your mind once more, diminishing any energy you had for the day.

Although, as you slumped back into the cushions, you heard the front door unlock.

Shit.

You grabbed your phone to check the time, only to be met with a black screen. Your phone must have died during the night, rendering your alarm to go pick up Luke, pointless. Standing from the couch, you rush to the kitchen to make yourself look busy.

Luke swung the door open, trudging in with all his bags.

“Hey angel, I thought you were picking me up?” He chuckled, “You’re lucky Dawson lives in our complex, or I would have been stranded.”

“Yeah-” You cleared your throat trying to will away the tightness, “Yeah, I’m sorry, Lukey. My phone died last night.”

Luke shook his head at your forgetfulness. He quickly set down his bags by the kitchen table, noticing the state of the living room.

His brows furrowed, “Did you sleep in the living room last night?”

Panic flooded deep in your stomach. You should have known Luke would get suspicious. After all, he knew how picky you were about where you slept.

Scrambling for a lie, you responded with a quick, “I was watching a movie and fell asleep.”

Luke walked over to where you busied yourself by cleaning the leftover dishes. You sucked in a breath, hoping you didn’t appear too disheveled. Ducking your head closer to your chest, you tried to look anywhere else but Luke’s face as he took to the spot next to you.

“Y/n?” Luke’s voice came in a soft whisper.

When he didn’t get a response, he gently reached to grab the faucet handle, turning it till the water trickled to a halt. Grabbing the dish towel nearby, he also helped dry your hands while you sat limply.

In truth, you were too afraid to speak, or move. You were afraid that if you looked into Luke’s sorrowful eyes, you’d crack. You’d finally show the version of yourself that the internet sees, the version that he’d hate.

Luke set down the towel, his eyes seeking your downcast face. “Y/n, baby? Please talk to me.”

You shook your head slightly, pulling away as his hand brushed up your arm.

“D-did I do something?” Luke began to worry, he’s never seen you act like this, “Was I gone too long? I thought we facetimed enough, but I can try to call you more.”

It broke your heart to hear him. The simple fact that he assumed it was himself and wanted to fix it. He was too good for you, the internet saw it, you saw it. So naturally, it was only a matter of time before he did too.

“No,” You let out a deep sigh, “It’s not you, Luke.”

He swallowed thickly, nerves beginning to take over his senses. “Then what is it, angel? Please, I just want to help you.”

Hot tears blurred in your eyes, he finally broke your resolve.

Luke immediately pulled you into his chest, his calloused hands moving to cradle the back of your head as you sobbed. He was at a loss. Not knowing what the correct thing to do was, he held you tighter. Luke was prepared to hold you forever if it meant you’d stop crying. He could swear a piece of his heart dies every time he sees you cry.

“Shh, shh,” He soothed as he stoked your hair, “Angel, it’s okay. I promise, I’m here.”

You gripped his hoodie, scared he’d disappear from under your fingertips.

The both of you remained in each other’s embrace until you found your breath regulating. Pulling away, you swore Luke winced when he saw your bloodshot, puffy eyes.

“C’mon, let’s go to the couch.” He guided you carefully, making sure to help you get comfortable enough to talk to him. Once you had settled into his side, he finally nudged you to start talking.

“If you’re ready, will you tell me what’s wrong, baby?”

Deciding to go against your gut will to hide the truth, you pulled out your phone, now freshly charged. You shakily opened up your social media, hitting into the comment section.

“Here,” You placed the phone into Luke’s hand, “Just scroll.”

Upon beginning to read the first few comments, you could see Luke’s face visibly grow stern and frustrated. He bit the inside of his cheek as angry tears welled in his eyes. Luke felt every muscle in his body tense with hatred and fury towards the lowlifes that would dare to say such vile things about his girlfriend.

He shut the phone off and tossed it away, not being able to handle reading another word of the electric slander on your screen.

It took a moment for Luke to compose himself, taking deep breaths and debating on how to approach the situation.

Now, of course Luke had grown used to people writing heavily opinionated articles and hate comments about him. Hell, he even got used to seeing it about his brothers. But something he never considered was the impact it would have on you.

“I’m sorry.”

Your eyes shot up at Luke’s apology.

Why is he apologizing?

He had his head down, fingers picking at each other. He looked guilty, as if, somehow, he caused all of this to happen.

“What?”

Luke wouldn’t meet your eyes.

“I’m sorry, this is my fault.”

You shook your head sternly, “No it’s not, Luke. It’s mine” Your voice went quiet.

Luke slowly looked up to see fresh tears cascading in taunting rivers down your cheeks.

“It’s my fault for being not good enough.”

He tried to protest, but was only silenced by your words.

“It’s so hard trying to be perfect all the time. Especially when all I’m getting is ridicule for living my life. It’s not fair that I have to have my head on a constant swivel because some person decided my body wasn’t up to standard. It’s not fair that I have to wake up, everyday, worried you’ll realize you deserve so much more than me.”

Luke’s own tears rolled down his face at your confession. He couldn’t quite get a handle on how long you have felt this way.

His beautiful girl.

His heart shattered, “I- I don’t understand.”

“There’s nothing to understand, Luke.” You interrupted, “It’s just the way it is. People who look like you don’t love people who look like me.”

His face grew grim.

“No, Y/n. What I don’t understand is how you can think like that. I mean, fuck, don’t you realize you’re every thought I have before bed. And every breath of air I breathe when I wake up. I don’t know who these “people” are that you’re referring to, but I’m not one of them.”

Luke took your face in his hands, “You are my girl. And if I have to spend the rest of our lives proving that to you, then I will.”

There wasn’t much you could say through the thickness of emotion. You threw your arms around Luke, his own coming to dig into your plushy hips.

“Thank you, Lukey.” You mumbled into his neck.

“For what?”

“For loving me.”

“Always.”

Maybe you were enough for him.

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headcanons | nico hischier

SUMMARY: boyfriend!nico

WARNINGS: some sexual content included

more boyfriend!player headcanons

✮. stares at your lips when you talk because he’s so obsessed with how pretty they are. especially when you lick or bite them? he’s a goner.

✮. loves to grab your thighs while making out in bed. yk just hiking one up on his hip while he grounds down into you? yeah. also loves the feeling of your body weight on top of his, how full and soft you feel.

✮. always make sure to guide you by the small of your back when in public places. never loses you out of his sight if you’re at a bar or somewhere super crowded. he gets worried very easily if he can’t keep tabs on you. not in a weird stalker way, but in a protective way. just to make sure you’re safe.

✮. with this, he also can get jealous semi-easily. he’s not overly jealous, but def the type to barge in and make sure his presence is known if another man tries to hit on you. will not hesitate to defend you, no matter the circumstance.

✮. has been know to throw a few punches on the ice when chirps start flying around from the other team and your name comes into play. does not joke around about you.

✮. always makes sure to watch your drink if you leave to go to the bathroom with your girlfriends at the bar. if it’s just the two of you, he will stand guard outside the bathroom door to make sure no creeps walk in on you.

✮. one word, hugs. his hugs cure everything. and bonus: hugging you is his favorite past time. (other than being inside of you) i’m talking big ole bear hugs that spread warmth and love through your soul. his hugs feel like vanilla and autumn. he’s the definition of a comfort person.

✮. the kind of guy to keep the bathroom stocked with your desired feminine products bc he tracks your period. he downloaded an app so he can help you.

✮. loves to cuddle and hold his big, warm hands on your tummy when you’re cramping. he’ll act like he hates doing it, but 100% loves it. will cater to almost every need/want you have because he just wants you to be happy.

✮. always keeps extra hoodies in his car, bags, suitcases, etc. that way if you ever get cold or want one he is prepared. also keeps little bits and bobs like your favorite lip products, hair ties, lotions, touch-up makeup, and stuff like that in his glove compartment and console.

✮. basically, he’s perfect.

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not necessarily nasty but can we get something for luke and his shy, insecure partner in bed <3

➛ ofc, sweetheart!

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You whimpered as Luke slowly eased himself into your heat.

Luke’s eyes snapped to your face, searching for any sign of discomfort. “Are you okay, pretty girl?”

You nodded, despite the nerves jumping around under your skin. When you and Luke decided to finally make love, your anxiety still never faded.

“Are you sure?” His eyes were wide with concern, “You’re shaking, baby.”

Unfortunately, your body gave you away. No matter how much you truly did want this, the worries still plagued your mind. You nodded one more, moving your lips to meet his in a slow, sweet kiss.

“I promise, I’m okay.” You played your head back down on the pillow, face blazing. “Just a little nervous.” Your eyes went everywhere but Luke.

A pair of lips began to pepper kisses all over your face, eliciting bubbly laughter from your throat.

“No being nervous around me, sweetheart.” He continued to press kisses along your jaw, “You’re so perfect.”

His playful kisses slowly turned more sensual, his teeth grazing just above your collarbone. You couldn’t help but whimper when he bit down softly. Your back arched into him, as he gently began to thrust into you.

“Gonna make you feel good, pretty girl. Always want you to feel good.”

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Pls for ur slut weekend seriously anything for pookie luke hughes like I’ll genuinely take anything 🙏

➛ of course!

➛ for some reason, i cannot get over the idea of dry-humping with lukey

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Pinning your hands above your head with a single palm, Luke drove his boxer-clad hips down into yours. Your legs wrapped tightly around him, lust feeding your senses. You writhed under his large body, the thick muscle of his bicep flexing as your pulsating core tested his resolve.

"So wet for me, yeah?" Luke bit his lip in a pant, "Fuck, can feel you leaking on my cock, pretty girl."

Your head tilted back as Luke's swollen tip rubbed deliciously through the fabric of your and his underwear. Somehow, he always knew the right spots to send your nerves reeling in ecstasy. Through the low whimpers escaping your throat, you managed a quick warning for your oncoming orgasm.

Luke made a sound of approval, "Gonna cum, already?

You nodded helplessly as his hips continued to drive into yours.

"Make a mess in those pretty panties, baby."

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jack spitting in your mouth………omg

➛ i- uhm…..yes

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Tears filled your eyes as the feeling of Jack’s cock filled your throat. You gagged slightly, the constriction of your mouth causing deep groans to leave the blonde boy. You brought your hands up to rest on his thighs as you took him deeper.

“God, just like that.” He swallowed harshly, “Doing so good for me.”

You pulled away to catch your breath, hand moving to stimulate where your mouth once was. His eager cock throbbed in your hand.

Jack’s chest heaved as you continued to jerk him for a moment, bringing his tip to your lips. You lightly suckled, drawing a loud whine from his throat.

“Can’t do that, fuck, gonna make me cum.”

You batted your eyelashes at him, looking up through tears, “But I wanna make you cum, Jacky.” You pouted.

His face grew conflicted, he moved his hands to grab your arms. “Fuck, you’re so goddamn hot when you use that dirty mouth.”

Jack’s hand moved to grip your throat slightly, pulling your body to stand. He tapped your jaw twice signaling for you to open your mouth. You stuck out your tongue as Jack let a single line of saliva fall from his lips to your awaiting muscle.

“Swallow.” He demanded.

And so you did.

Jack crashed his lips into yours, the taste of him fogging every other sense in your body. The pure carnal desire for him was greater than anything you had ever felt.

“Wanna make you cum.” You repeated against his lips, once more.

“Yeah?” He pulled away, cocking his head to one side, “Get back down on your knees for me then, sweetheart.”

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nico and overstim PLEASE

➛ you ask, you shall receive

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Your legs shook violently as Nico’s tongue delve deeper into your soaking cunt. He had already drew one orgasm out of you, but he wasn’t ready to quit just yet. He pulled you by your thighs, his nose pressing deliciously into your clit.

It was overwhelming, the intense pleasure filled your veins like blood. It was almost too much for you to handle. The intense burn and desire could be heard through your needy moans.

“That’s it, schatzi,” Nico mumbled into your pussy, “Let it out f’me.”

The vibrations of his words sent spiraling heat to your abdomen, the feeling of your second climax quickly approaching. You didn’t think you’d be able to handle it. You felt like you had no control over your body, sinking further into the mattress. You submitted completely to the hockey player buried in between your thighs.

“N-Neeks,” You shook your head, “Can’t take it.”

Nico pulled away slightly, moving one of his hands to continue the pressure on your clit.

“Yes, you can,” He looked at you with blazing eyes, “Just one more, yeah?”

His pleading tone was enough to have your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“God, yes!” You cried as your orgasm washed over you like a tsunami. Waves of coursing pleasure racked every nerve in your body. Juices flowed onto Nico’s face, dripping to soak the sheets underneath you.

Nico gently licked you through your orgasm, only pulling away to let you catch your breath.

Once your chest began to rise evenly, Nico inserted a finger into your sensitive core. Your body arched at the overstimulation.

“C’mon, schatzi,” Nico kissed the inside of your thigh, “Give me one more.”

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I don't know if it counts as dirty enough but uhm Nico tying you up?

➛ mmmmm this ones yummy

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The friction of the tie burned into your wrists. Any sudden movements would have it pulling ever-so tightly.

You should have known that teasing Nico at a family dinner would end with a punishment. But, you just couldn’t help yourself. He was dressed in your favorite black suit, which had been tailored to fit his muscular form.

The pants, which clung to his thick thighs, had you drooling the second he walked into the bedroom to gather you. He was playing a dangerous game, but so were you.

So, maybe you let your hand wander a little too high at dinner and maybe you accidentally brushed your ass up into his crotch when leaving. Either or, Nico was not happy with your behavior.

“You know better,” Nico’s hands grazed over your peaked nipples, “Teasing me like that? In front of my whole family, too.” He looked deep into your eyes, shaking his head slightly, “Bad girl.”

You whined, bucking your hips up into his, as he hovered above you.

His hand came to smack the inside of your thigh, “So impatient.” He tsked at you, “I don’t think bad girls deserve to cum, do you?”

You threw your head to the side, not ready to give in to his teasingly mean remarks.

Nico grabbed your chin, turning your face to meet his, “Answer me when I speak to you.” He cocked his head to the side, “Do you think bad girls deserve to cum?”

Opting to answer, you mumbled a quiet “No.”

“Finally, something we can agree on.”

He let his hands continue to trail down your body, inching closer to where you needed him most. Nico residing the small whimpers that escaped your throat at the lack of control you had. The way you squirmed against the restraints that kept you from reaching out to him.

“How about we play a game?”

His question intrigued you.

“I’m gonna eat this pretty pussy and you aren’t gonna make a single sound.” He smiled wickedly at your torn expression, slowly sinking down to be face to face with your soaking core, “Remember, bad girls don’t get to cum.”

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headcanons | john marino

SUMMARY: boyfriend!john

WARNINGS: not proofread

more boyfriend!player headcanons

✮. my fav nighttime boyfie! he just screams domestic nights on the couch. like you guys don’t really even have to be doing a whole lot, but doing it with him is a privilege. being able to cuddle and watch a movie or cook dinner together.

✮. loves giving you nicknames! whether they stem from something stupid you did or just because it reminds him of you. will range from the most random of things. from stuff like doll, honey, love, to weird ass names based off of things you like. (for example, if you love to read he might call you “bookie”)

✮. also loves when you give him nicknames. i’ve said this before and i will say it again, he melts anytime you call him johnny. he could be busy doing something and hear the “hey, johnny?” from your room and he’s bolting back there with big doe eyes ready to fall at your feet. gets mad whenever you call him john. and don’t even get me started on what he does when you call him marino. (spoiler: he pouts)

✮. park dates! especially during the fall. john has mentioned how his favorite season is the fall (big boston guy) so he love love loves to take fun walks with you through boston and the surrounding areas while the leaves are falling down around the both of you. bonus points if you “forget” your jacket and you have to wear his.

✮. he loves sweet treats. always bringing you something sweet every time he comes over. you guys have a specific bakery that you always go to, it’s to the point where the owners know you by name and order. but will always have that familiar paper bag in his hand whenever he’s knocking at your door.

✮. board game nights! will not hesitate to beat you in a game of chess. eventually he will let you win because he hates seeing you pouty. although, i feel like he sucks at any type of racing game lowkey. you normally end up having to let him win if you’re playing mario cart.

✮. wants you to teach him how to do your hair! john loves to watch you get ready in the mornings and how you fix your hair, so naturally he wants to know too! will most likely not be very good, but it’s the thought that counts!

✮. loves to find good books and read them with you. you guys are your own mini book club tbh. you decide on a book every month and read a chapter or two together everyday/night before bed. will read with you over the phone if he’s on a roadie.

✮. beach trips to the max during offseason. he’s mentioned that he loves the warm weather and tropical destinations, so you know he’s got his calendar BOOKED with fun tropical vacations for the two of you. always makes sure to bring an extra bag or two with stuff he knows you’re gonna end up forgetting in the rush to leave.

✮. lazy mornings with john > everything else. + if they are during the fore mentioned beach trips. the balcony doors are open, letting in the soft sea breeze while john is placing soft kisses along your body to wake you up. the sheets are all over the place due to the risqué activities you partook in the previous night. 

✮. begging for him endlessly

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PLS anything Dawson for slut weekend🤝 Mercer needs the love 😫

➛ please, i love him so bad. i’m combining yours with this request!

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Dawson’s loud whimpers echoed through the living room as you managed his cock deeper down your throat. His eyes tightly snapped shut as his head lulled back against the cool leather of the couch.

“Just like that, fuck, please don’t stop.” His voice broke as more whines escaped from deep in his chest.

You brought up your hand to stimulate the portion you couldn’t fit in your mouth. While you let your tongue swirl around his swollen tip, you rubbed soothing circles into his clenching abdomen.

“Such a good boy, Daws.” You pulled away from his weeping cock, hand continuing to pump him. He whined pathetically, mumbling incoherent words through the mind-numbing pleasure.

His hands gripped into the cushion beneath him, buckles turning white with the exposed veins that made your pussy drip with arousal. Dawson completely surrendered himself you, letting you use him as you pleased.

“Fuck…so good.” Your boyfriend’s eyes rolled back as you took his throbbing shaft back into your inviting mouth.

The sight of Dawson all fucked out was enough for you to reach a hand down to play with your needy bundle of nerves. Nothing turned you on more than seeing his cock all swollen and red from pure desire.

You let out quiet moans against him, causing his hips to jolt upwards into your throat. You gagged slightly, pulling away to catch your breath.

“Gotta be careful, baby. My throat can only take you so far.”

Dawson looked at you desperately, holding back the protest of discontent. His body felt cold without the warm confinement of you wrapped around him.

“Don’t give me those eyes,” You argued, “You’re just so big, sweetheart. Gotta give me time to adjust.”

Your words elicited another sound of displeasure from the shaggy haired boy, “Just need you so bad. Wanna cum.”

His voice went up an octave as he begged, the carnal need to climax taking over every one of his senses. You decided to tease him a little, getting off your knees to straddle him on the couch. You rubbed your soaked cunt along the hard ridge of his cock.

“Fuck, god. Please do something.”

You opted to listen this time around, finally giving in to your boy’s cries.

You lined up his member, sinking down on him slowly. A harmony of moans escaped the both of you as you took him to the hilt. You remained stoic, giving yourself time to adjust, due to the lack of major foreplay on your end.

“Be a good boy for me, Daws.” You began to gently let your hips fall into a steady rhythm, “Make me cum all over you.”