#Lu watches tv

[i-dreamthedream]

So The Rookie really killed a red-hair psycho to introduce another one two episodes later

And I gotta admit Bridget Regan has been terrifying me since Jane the Virgin

[raddestrose]

Ive got like three or gour epidodes of link click left to watch and I just KNOW something even worse than whatd happened will happen

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

Haileeeeeeeeeeeeeee

[cultreslut]

i want 2 reread the vampire chronicles .

[artemistorm]

All your posting about How To Train Your Dragon made me go and rewatch the first movie yesterday, which I haven’t seen in years. Man, I forgot what a good movie that is, character designs, visuals, story itself. I’ll be watching the second movie tmr probably. Thanks for the inspiration lmao<3

(Love the new blog look!)

Heeheehee! I love getting all my mutuals back into HttyD. Yes! Come and join me back at Berk! Let the glory and adventure of dragons fill you once again! Did you know there's a TV show too? It's called Dreamworks Dragons. There are eight seasons of 13 episodes. And there's like 7 shorts, 6 comics, and 12 chapter books. It's glorious. Dragons for days. Dragons galore. So many dragons.

[freeabortionslol]

sick day (luke hughes x gf!reader) ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

summary: fluff! reader takes care of luke when he's sick warnings: none! a/n: short lil blurb while I'm writing a longer story. this is straight up just pure fluff. love u all! happy reading! wc: 1.3k

You were standing in the kitchen scrolling through tik tok after a long everything shower, chugging every last sip of water from your stanley cup. Your boyfriend, Luke, was lying on the couch of your shared apartment doing the same thing. You glanced over as his back rested against the arm of the couch. He was wearing a cream colored hoodie, with the hood over his brown coils. You smiled as he sniffled his nose and decided to walk over. You made your way onto the couch where Luke lifted his legs so he could place them on your lap.

“Everything okay, baby?” You asked, your voice gentle as you rubbed your thumb against his knee. 

Luke sniffled, placing his phone down on his lap. “I don’t feel good.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, sending him a half smile. “What’s wrong?”

He sighed, rubbing his hands against his face before speaking. “My ears hurt, my throat hurts, and I'm all stuffy.” He sniffled his nose to demonstrate. You moved in closer, placing the back of your hand on his forehead to check his temperature.

“You do feel a bit warm. I’m gonna go get the thermometer.” Luke nodded, his face softening at your concern. He leaned back against the couch cushions as you got up to grab the thermometer from the bathroom cabinet. When you returned, he had cocooned himself in the throw blanket, just his messy curls and tired eyes peeking out. You kneeled beside him and pressed the thermometer under his tongue, brushing a stray curl from his forehead as he looked up at you with those puppy dog eyes. Once it beeped, you pulled it out and frowned at the number. 

“101.5” you murmured. “Poor baby, no wonder you feel lousy.”

Luke groaned, sinking deeper into the blanket. “I hate being sick.”

“I know, Lu,” you said softly, kissing the top of his head. “But you have me, and I’m the best nurse ever. You want ramen?” He managed a weak smile as he nodded his head. “Okay, go get in bed. I’ll start boiling the water.” Luke slowly stood from the couch, his posture slumping as he made his way to the bedroom. You walked to the kitchen and pulled out a pot to fill with water. When you turned on the stove, you decided to go to the bedroom to stay with your sick boyfriend while the water boiled. You pushed the door open and caught sight of Luke slouching against the headboard with the tv remote in his hand. He looked up as you entered, his tired eyes lighting up just a bit at the sight of you. His hoodie was still pulled over his head, but the blanket was draped messily over his lap.

“What are we watching?” He croaked out.

You sent him a soft smile, moving closer to your side of the bed. “Whatever you want, baby.”

“New Girl.” He mumbled, pressing play as he already had it pulled up. Luke set the remote down and shifted over slightly, patting the space next to him. You climbed into bed, settling beside him and gently pulling the blanket over both of you. He leaned his head against your shoulder with a small sigh, and you wrapped an arm around him, rubbing soft circles on his back. “Sorry I’m gross right now,”

“You’re not gross,” you said firmly, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. “You’re my favorite, even when you’re a sniffling mess.” 

That earned you a quiet laugh, his breath warm against your shoulder. “I love you.”

“Love you too, Lukey.” You said gently as you leaned your head on top of his.

Luke nuzzled his head further into your shoulder, planting a soft kiss on your neck. “You smell nice.” He murmured against your skin.

You giggled slightly, scratching his back softly with your freshly manicured nails. “It’s that new vanilla body wash.” 

Luke hummed contentedly, his lips brushing against your neck again as he mumbled, “Smells so good. I wanna steal it.”

You laughed softly, tilting your head to look down at him. “You already use half my stuff anyway. Might as well make it official.”

He chuckled, his voice still raspy but laced with affection. “What can I say? Your stuff is better than mine.”

“You just like smelling like me,” you teased, your fingers tracing lazy patterns on his back.

“Guilty,” he murmured, his hand finding yours under the blanket and giving it a gentle squeeze. “You’re the best.”

“You’re just saying that because I’m making you ramen,” you joked, pressing a kiss to his temple.

“Maybe,” he replied with a lopsided grin. “But I’d mean it even if you weren’t.” Your heart melted a little at his words, and you smiled, leaning into him. The sound of New Girl filled the room, but neither of you were really paying attention. The comfort of being close to each other was all that mattered. 

After a few minutes, the faint sound of the pot boiling over caught your attention. “Oops, ramen time,” you said, starting to get up.

Luke whined in protest, reaching out to tug you back toward him. “Stay.”

“I’ll be quick, promise,” you said with a laugh, kissing his forehead before slipping out of bed. “You’ll have your ramen before you know it.” You walked to the kitchen, pouring the boiled water into the bowl with the noodles. You grabbed a gatorade from the fridge for Luke before walking back to the bedroom with his meal. Luke had shifted to sit up more, tiredness evident in his eyes as he crossed his arms. 

“Thank you angel.” He let out, his voice still raspy as you walked closer. You pouted at him slightly, handing him the bowl before climbing into bed next to him. 

“You’re welcome, baby.” you said softly, watching as Luke took the bowl carefully, the steam rising up to his face. He let out a small sigh of contentment, the warmth already making him feel a little better. 

“You even brought me a Gatorade?” he asked, his lips curving into the faintest smile as he glanced at the bottle in your hand.

“Of course,” you replied, twisting off the cap and handing it to him. “Gotta keep you hydrated.” Luke took a sip of the drink before setting it on the nightstand, then carefully scooped up a bite of the noodles. He winced slightly as they were still a bit too hot, blowing on them before trying again. 

“Mmm,” he hummed, his face lighting up as he swallowed. “Perfect, as always.” 

You chuckled, leaning against the headboard beside him. “It’s just ramen, Lu.”

“Yeah, but it’s your ramen,” he said, looking at you with those soft, tired eyes. “Makes it taste better.” 

You rolled your eyes playfully, but your cheeks flushed. “You’re such a suck-up.” 

“Only for you,” he teased, taking another bite. The two of you sat in comfortable silence for a while, Luke occasionally offering you a bite of the noodles, which you accepted with a smile. When he finally finished, he set the empty bowl on the nightstand and shifted to snuggle into your side again. 

“Feel a little better now?” you asked, running your fingers through his curls.

“Yeah,” he mumbled, his voice softer now. “I’ve got my girl, my ramen, and New Girl. What more could I need?” 

You smiled, kissing the top of his head. “Glad I could help.”

Luke tightened his arm around your waist, letting out a content sigh as his eyelids grew heavier. “Love you,” he murmured sleepily.

“Love you too, Lukey,” you whispered, holding him close as his breathing slowed, and the sound of the tv played quietly in the background. You didn’t care if Luke got you sick, you just wanted to make him comfortable.

[ghostofhyuck]

NCT Dream and lazy days with them. 

Mark Lee

Lazy days with Mark meant the whole room will be just filled with nothing but music. It could be anything; their discography, k-pop songs on shuffle, or maybe your shared playlist. Mark would just hum quietly as he scrolls through his phone while you're reading a book. It's peaceful and at the same time relaxing. If not, he'll pull up his guitar and started playing some random songs that you would request to him. Smiling at you as he serenades you on a lazy afternoon. 

Huang Renjun

Whenever Renjun has a day-off that coincides with your rest day, you two would try your best to catch up with the watchlist you two left. Mostly it'll occur during night where you two are wide awake after sleeping throughout the whole day. You'll buy lots of snacks, snuggling closely inside a shared blanket while looking through movies to watch. Sometimes you two get to finish one or two movies but sometimes one of you falls asleep halfway. 

Lee Jeno

Being a homebody, Jeno can stay in his bed THE WHOLE DAY. So when you're with him, it also meant that you're staying in his bed all day. It'll be either you two just sleeping and cuddling in general, or if not, you two are just playing mobile games or scrolling through your phone. Sometimes, when the boredom gets too much, Jeno will try to spark a conversation with you and you'll do the same, just snuggled together while talking about a lot of things. 

Lee Donghyuck

Whenever you and Haechan have that lazy day, you two will just be at home doing small mundane things. Lazy days also meant not cooking, and while you can opt to cook since there's stock in your fridge, Haechan will be the one who'll suggest that you two have food deliver because one: he's lazy to do chores and two: he craves outside food during lazy days. You would agree eventually since it's his treat. 

Na Jaemin

Lazy days with Jaemin is no different with the days that you had with him. But sometimes, it'll be just you, him, and the Lu siblings on the couch. Playing with Luna, Lucy, and Luke can be fun. You and Jaemin would be busy coddling at the cats even though they look so done with both of you lol. Sometimes you would also help Jaemin with his cat dad duties like giving them a bath or brushing their fur. It can be very relaxing for you. 

Zhong Chenle

Sometimes, lazy days with Chenle meant being on each other's own world. Chenle can be in his room, sleeping or playing games while you're in his living room, watching tv or just chilling in the sofa. It's usually quiet in his apartment since both energy are very very low during lazy days. But sometimes Chenle would still crave for you, so he would end up sitting beside you or maybe just having you beside him is enough. 

Park Jisung

Lazy days with Jisung probably has the sleep-phone-eat-phone-sleep rotation with you. It'll be just you two chilling on the bed while both are on each other's phones. It'll take HOURS before one of you suggest that you two should eat and it'll be like, "Let's eat," "Okay, should we just order outside?" "It's up to you." then another hour of silence because both of you are so lazy and indecisive too. In the end, you two will force each other to get up and ran to the nearest convenience store for food. 

[cumulo-stratus]

request- hanging out with your two best buds spencer and penelope and watching lady and the tramp

or could be just with spencer

i just love seeing them together and need to hang out with both of them. and i know they are both fans of Disney movies like c’mon it just makes sense

BEST BUDS [S.R]

Penelope, spencer, and you share a nice night at penelope’s watching Disney classics with spaghetti

spencer reid x gn!reader ][ fluff drabble ][ 0.6k ][ masterlist!!

a/n- MAY ILYSM FOR THIS REQUEST!! its a drabble not a full fic but oh well lol

“Spencer pass the cheese!” Penelope's many bracelets jingling on her wrist could be heard as she reached out for Spencer to hand the cheese to her. 

When Spencer placed the bag in her hand she shook it onto her bowl of spaghetti. There was now a little pile of white parmesan cheese on top of her spaghetti. 

Penelope leaned against one end of the couch wearing her Mickey headband while you and Spencer cuddled up on the other end for best buds night as Penelope so lovingly called it. The name hadn’t changed even when you and Spencer got together a few months ago.

They usually happened whenever there was the time for one, which wasn’t often. This made them special. Special meant Penelope often got very excited at the prospect of a best buds night. 

Tonight she had decided to make spaghetti to go with their viewing of The Lady And The Tramp. Ever since you had discovered Spencer's secret love of old disney movies, both you and penelope insisted on watching his old favorites.

Penelope had heard about this from Spencer when she saw him blushing at texts, and being the guy who never normally even takes a second glance at his phone unless it's work related. Of course, Penelope being the lover of matchmaking insisted on knowing what Spencer was looking at.

Said previous events led to the three being cozied up on the couch with the light of the movie illuminating Penelope's otherwise dark apartment. The old style music and animations brought back memories from Spencer's childhood. 

“You know my mom used to play this for me a lot” Spencer spoke with a fond smile, and you could almost see the memories flickering like old film behind his eyes. You smiled up at your boyfriend from his shoulder. You placed a small kiss on his growing stubble. 

ever so often, either penelope, you, or Spencer would make a comment (though most of them were spencers). Spencer usually said something about how the animation was done, or a historical inaccuracy. “You know that architecture is quite unrealistic for supposedly the early 1900s- are you guys seeing this brickwork?” he would call out, only earning a giggle from the others. 

When Penelope made a comment it was usually along the lines of “ahhhh!!! look at these two cutie pies!!” and other phrases in the same vein. Her excitement was at its peak in the classic spaghetti sharing scene. there had been lots of penelope screams/yelps of joy. 

You preferred to stay quiet, leaving a sentence hanging in the air every once in a while. But you found more pleasure in listening to your two best friends.

The more the night wore on, the more the warm bowl of spaghetti in your stomach and the soft sound of Spencer's heartbeat lulled you into a drowsy state against his chest. His warmth radiated into your soul, allowing a blanket of peace to roll over you as the movie's credits started to play. ‘’

Spencer looked down to find you asleep on his chest, and his second thought after how adorable you were- was how was he going to bring himself to wake you up and go home for the night. 

Then again, Spencer noticed someone asleep. Penelope had her head rested against the couch and an empty bowl still in her hands. She also sported a small squishmallow of a unicorn at her side. with her eyes closed you could see the eyeshadow she hadn’t had the thought to take off yet.

And as spencer looked at his two best friends, and then back to the tv with the credits still rolling, he wondered how he got so lucky.

spare a reblog?

[justtwotired]

Colby x female reader?? But reader has a daughter from past relationship??

Nahh, this is gonna be a cute fluffy one ya’ll.

“Lu?” I called out as I walked around the house, my three year old daughter Luna called back from what I think would be the living room.

“Mommy?” She said and I walked in, seeing her sit on the floor in front of the couch, watching the loud house.

“Hello, darling,” I said and gave her a kiss on the top of her head. “Do you want to eat at Colby’s house tonight?” I asked and her face lit up, she loved Colby and always wanted to be around him.

“Yeeeesss!” She cheered, the show on the television immediately forgotten. “I’ll go put my shoes on!” She jumped up and ran to the hallway.

“It’s only four p.m, sweetie, we aren’t leaving until five!” I called out, taking the remote and pausing the tv.

Het head peaked around the door with an angry look on her face. “Why not going now?” She asked making me chuckle.

“Colby is still working, we don’t want to disturb him, do we?” I asked and she moped for a bit. I walked over and picked her up, putting her on my hip.

“Why don’t we go to the park down the street, I’ll push you on the swing, and you can play for a bit, and then we can go to Colby’s house, alright?” I asked and she nuzzled into my shoulder, slightly nodding.

I noticed she already managed to get her shoes on, even though her laces weren’t tied yet.

After putting her back down, I tied her laces and put on my own shoes. I took her by the hand and we walked out the door and towards the park.

On our way there, she was rambling about what they where going to do in the evening. She wanted to play games, watch a movie, eat chicken nuggets, play chase with Colby and a lot more.

All was forgotten when she climbed onto the swing and I started to push her, making her giggle and scream in happiness.

This went on for a while before she decided that she had had enough time on the swing.

“Mommy! Mommy! I want off! I want to go on the seesee!” She said and I slowed down the swing. “You mean the seesaw?” I asked and she nodded aggressively making me chuckle slightly.

I helped her of the swing and she ran to the seesaw.

When we where done at the park, we headed back home, where I buckled her up in the backseat and we where on our way to Colby’s house.

In the car, she dozed off. I suspected it would happen. Car rides always make her sleepy, it was easier for me, as it was a silent car ride and I could focus on the road.

I stopped the car and her sleepy eyes opened, looking around a moment before yawning.

“Colby?” She just asked and I gave her a smile. “Almost there, darling, we just need to go inside.” I said before getting out of the car and opening the door on her side.

I un-buckled her and picked her up in my arms, walking towards Colby’s house.

I knocked on the door and soon enough, the door opened and he stood in the door frame with a big smile on his face.

“If those aren’t my two favourite girls!” He said and I chuckled while Luna smiled and cheered at the sight of him.

“Colby!” She said and squirmed in my hold, making me put her down and she ran towards him.

He picked her up and spinned her around making her giggle loudly.

He then put her on his hip and she wrapped her tiny arms around his neck.

I walked inside and closed the door behind me before hanging my coat on the rack next to the door.

Colby put an arm around my shoulder and kissed my temple. “Hello, love,” he murmured with a soft smile and I gave him one back before Luna started talking about her day and he listened with interest as we headed towards the living room.

Luna sat on his lap as she was recounting how I pushed her on the swing. She yawned and laid her head on his chest before stopping her story mid sentence and deciding to take a nap.

He smiled and put her down on the couch, laying a blanket over her. I sat in a chair not far away and her walked over, taking my hands and pulling me up.

He wrapped his arms around me and I leaned into him as we swayed around a bit.

“She’s a handful isn’t she?” I asked with a small chuckle. “Yes, buts that’s alright, I like it,” he said and pulled back slightly to look me in my eyes.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said and I blushed under his gaze making him chuckle in amusement, looking down at my lips.

I smiled and stood on my tippy toes to reach him and connect our lips, his hands slit down to my waist and I put my arms around his neck.

When we pulled apart he leaned his forehead against mine

“I think I should start to get dinner ready,” he whispered to me and I sighed. “Yeah, she’ll be hungry when she wakes up.” I took a glance at my sleeping daughter as she was cuddled up with the blanket.

I turned my eyes back to Colby’s and he gave me one last peck before he pulled away and headed to the kitchen, the feeling of his touch lingering on me.

I sat with Luna for a while, she woke up for a moment and climbed into my lap where she fell asleep again.

Eventually, I got up, supporting her with my arms. I headed to the kitchen, finding Colby cooking our dinner.

“Hmm, no chicken nuggets, Lu will be dissapointed.” I said with humor in my voice and he scoffed slightly at me. “You know I have those in the freezer, we’re eating those while watching a movie,” he said and I chuckled.

When dinner was done, I woke Luna up and she groggily rubbed her eyes and yawned. “Are the chicken nuggies done?” She asked and I chuckled.

“You’ll get the chicken nuggies later, love, first you will eat your vegetables,” I said and put her down in a chair in front of her plate.

She scrunched her nose and looked at me. “I not like greens, mama,” she said and I shrugged my shoulders. “Yeah well, if you want the chicken nuggies, you’ve got to eat them all,” I said and she pouted at me.

She ended up eating them all with lots of complaining, but everything for chicken nuggets I guess.

Later, we where on the couch, Colby had made Luna her chicken nuggets and we where watching the screen where the little mermaid played.

I leaned my head on Colby’s shoulder and he had an arm around me. Luna was climbing from his lap to mine and back again, trying to find a good way to sit before spreading out to just lay down occupying both our laps.

When the movie was almost finished, she fell asleep again and Colby was carefully combing his fingers trough her hair.

“Almost makes you want another one, huh?” He said, looking at me and I gave him a look back. He winked at my before kissing me and I chuckled when he pulled away.

“We’ll see, but I think we have to get this sleepy head to bed first,” I said and took her in my arms standing up.

[jxckchxmpi0n]

HEADCANNON DATES W/ JACK CHAMPION

I'm currently going crazy as I have three weeks until I graduate- anyways this is my little delu-lu moment where I break from reality and think about dating jack 🧎‍♀️

Did not proof read || m.list

Dating JACK CHAMPION is the most fun you'll ever have. There are so many little dates in there different towns he's filming in.

He'd take you to the zoo, the aquarium. "Baby, we have to see the otters!" He jumps around like a little kid.

There would be many dates at your shared apartment as well.

Building Legos. "Baby, look, I bought us a new Lego set. Wanna watch Marvel movies and build it?"

Or you would be studying for your college classes when he storms into your shared room. "Baby, do you wanna try making this tiktok pasta with me?"

Your favorite thing is making forts in the living room and gathering snacks around the TV and having a marathon.

"Jack, we should watch all the scram movies before we go to the premiere next weekend" you know for a fact that even if you watch them all tonight hell be watching them again throughout the week.

Sometimes, when you need to run errands, he'll join you just to be with you. "Hey baby, I have to go run out for a while. I should be back in a little"

He gives you puppy eyes as he pulls his headset off. "Can I go with?" Seeing him with his bed head and pj's makes you giggle. "Of course," he then jumps up and kisses you, running to take a super quick shower.

Waking up to the smell of breakfast filling your nose, the sun light filling the room.

Jack comes in with a tray of pancakes and fruit for both you and him. You then both cuddle in bed as your eat food.

When he's been gone for months for filming and you'll be on tikok while on the phone giggling. "Why are you giggling? I didn't even say anything. " You giggle more and just tell him to check his phone. He then sees three notifications from you and sees that you sent him edits of him. "Baby." His voice is a little high-pitched as he is very flattered.

You both decide to go out for lunch as it's a nice day, ditching the car and walking downtown to a small cafe. Holding hands and sharing airpods, there's no need to talk. Sometimes being with each other is all you need

FaceTime dates as he is in a different state filming. He doesn't care. Even if he's around people, he will show his love for you every second he gets. "Mason, look y/n, and I our on a date!" He flips the camera to Mason as their hair and makeup get touched up.

Excited about avatar coming out the idea of dressing up and hiding in a theater to see others' reactions.

Sitting next to a few pre teens and hearing their reactions warm both of your hearts. But also watching Jack as he gets into the movie himself as if he isn't in it.

You wanted to try something new, so you thought about making cookies. He would sit on the counter watching you with so much love in his eyes. "What?" You notice him looking at you getting insecure all of a sudden. He jumps off, his hand goes to your cheek, "You have flour on your face." You chuckled at his actions. "God, you are so pretty"

Face masks!!!! The best part is it's him trying to convince you. But you secretly act like you don't wanna do it, so it makes him wanna do it more. You both wear big headbands, and you sit on his lap as he paints it on your face. And vice-versa, his hands lay on your hips as he has his head tilted up looked at you through his lashes.

It's a sunny day, and you decide to clean the apartment playing music, and of course, Jack being himself, he ends up taking over the music playing different songs to dance to. Then you both end up dancing in the living room.

Jack has to give Butters a bath, and as much as he loved butters, it's a lot of work, so you join and end up joking, saying you guys are married and butter is your first born. Then, half way through washing butters, you have a fake fight, then die laughing on the bathroom floor.

[pastorfutureletthembe]

"The show is about to start."

One more mention of being a spectator, an observer. The idea of the Manipulator implies that he doesn't get his hands dirty, he sends people in and watches how things unfold. He doesn't even look that involved, emotionally.

The settings on this screenshot makes it look like a guy watching the world through cameras, but the couch isn't facing the TVs, it's facing us. I think there is a recurrent theme in this fandom we easily overlook: the 4th wall. But let's put that aside for now and focus on his role as an active spectator, making his headcanons come true from the darkness of his basement.

On this countdown picture, he's watching the show, LIVE. The bouquet 💐 puts us on his trail: he's not watching a silver screen but an actual representation. If this is a theater, it also implies there is no do over for each scene, the comedians have to do it all in one go and this night will be like no other before and after, each show tragically unique for people only there to witness it.

And tonight, with a flower bouquet in his arms, he intends to meet his favorite performer (Lu Guang)!

Spiderworts symbolize enduring love, just like myosotis, but also immortality and moral authority. Its other names are Widow’s Tears and False Dayflower.

Interesting.

The former, reminds us of the black widow of course. This name is related to the female's bad habit of eating the male after mating. Cannibalism, you say? x) Why does it do it? Nutrition, of course. It enhances reproductive success. So it's only natural behavior, survival instincts. With the spider imagery comes the spiderweb metaphor, which is always efficient to express manipulation and hunter/prey relationship.

The later forces us to ask, what do you mean false? Dayflower is an actual flower, by the way, meaning reliability and trustworthiness. 👀 Coincidence that Liu Xiao's flower basically implies that he isn't reliable and trustworthy? I don't think so 😂 It also is a call back to the Devil tarot card meta I did last week saying he represents the antichrist, the one you choose to put your trust into for salvation but who's actually bringing you closer to your demise.

Apparently, in victorian floriography language, a man gifts spiderworts to another man to express esteem (X). Liu Xiao wants to make his feelings known, finally, and he's using flowers to do it. I feel like he has a very parasocial relationship with Lu Guang, though. He's pining hard, but Lu Guang never appears to be aware of him. Even in "The Eye", he's looking at the window while Liu Xiao is reading the same poem over and over again. This Shakespeare poem which, as mentioned in a previous meta, is about two lovers who must be separated for survival reasons. Waiting patiently for the end of the representation to make his presence/existence known hints on his penchant for theatrics as well.

All of this info is cool and all but what does it mean?

I truly believe that Liu Xiao is in awe of Lu Guang, might it be because of his abilities (and the creative way he might use them to save Cheng Xiaoshi), his achievements (that we barely know about) or his objective/motivation. Think of him as a scientist who bases his own research on his peer's work. Liu Xiao could very much be the mad scientist type, though lmao.

The fact Lu Guang's chess piece is a white Knight but Liu Xiao is kissing the black Knight in his PV? He's either delusional, thinking Lu Guang and he are the same, or he knows all of Lu Guang's dark secrets. As a stalker does, you know.

[cherrysolo]

CALL IT EHAT YOU EANT!! and also runner up bf luigi in college 😇

summary: you and luigi were roommates, meeting in sophomore year at Upenn. now during your final year as a students, it was harder than ever to keep your feelings at bay.

this is pure fluff and really cheesy, but it was so fun to write! I hope you guys enjoy it <3 inspired by “call it what you want” by miss taylor swift!

he was your best friend, you guys did everything together. studying, cooking, and laughing until the sun rose. even though you guys only got aquatinted about two years ago, it felt like you’ve known him your entire life. you truly believed you were soulmates, he knew you better than anyone else. his starry eyes always sparking up your darkest nights, and you truly hoped he felt the same. lingering eyes, soft touches to your back, and quaint signs of pda, that made you believe maybe he wanted more.

you’ve had enough of trial and error of relationships, awkward coffee shop dates, and hinge hookups. you wanted something real with meaning. but, lu loved you like you were brand new, even if you were only friends. he loved everything about you, your smile, your laugh, the freckles that scattered across your face, and your passion for taylor swift. he thought you were a bit crazy sometimes staying up late to see what surprise song she would sing, but his favourite was when he would catch you blasting her music in the kitchen, dancing around like nobody was watching. you thought you had annoyed lu with your obsession, constantly yapping his ear off about news about taylor, and rep tv theories, but he truly loved it more than ever. seeing your face light up, and babbling on about something you’re so passionate about, he could sit there for hours staring at you.

“I want to wear his initial

On a chain 'round my neck, chain 'round my neck

Not because he owns me

But 'cause he really knows me

Which is more than they can say,”

You recall late November, sitting at your kitchen island blasting reputation and studying for your psych final. sipping on a camomile tea, going over the same notes for hours, you were beginning to fall tired. until you heard the door unlock.

“y/n? im back from class,” luigi exclaims, walking through the door with a shy smile.

“hey lu, im in the kitchen,” your heart begins racing whenever you see him, even during small moments like these.

he places his bag down, and leans against the kitchen island. his eyes dot between you and your speaker, quirking his eyebrow.

“this is the snake album right?” he questions. you start laughing with full force, he really does try his best.

“yeah, it’s called reputation, lu. remember? I’ve only told you about a million times,” you mutter, rolling your eyes.

“im just messing with you pretty girl, i could never forget your favourite things,” he smiles, making your cheeks flush pink, and he falls even more in love with you.

“anyways, i got you an early christmas present,” lu pushes a small bag across the island. your eyebrows quirk, looking at him in confusion. you guys never did christmas presents for the years you’ve been friends. you guys always decided on a movie night together, luigi didn’t like materialistic things anyway.

“this is random. what’s the occasion? Christmas isn’t for another few weeks,” you bite your lip nervously, your brain scatters to think of what could it be.

“let’s just say my close friend taylor inspired me,” luigi smirked.

you take a small box out of the bag, and realize that it’s tiffany blue. he got you a piece of tiffany jewelry,

“no, this is way too much! I can’t accept this,” you exclaim, shaking your head, pushing the box away.

“y/n… just open it.. please?” your eyes dot back and forth between luigi and the blue box.

you hesitantly unwrap the ribbon and open the box, to uncover a silver necklace. the necklace has a heart shaped pendant with the letter “L” engraved on it. your heart stops, your face heats up, then you lock eyes.

“you know? the lyrics you always sing around the house?” luigi softly smiles. your mouth goes completely dry.

“wow. yeah, I didn’t think you noticed,” luigi starts walking towards you and grabs the box.

“do you mind? why don’t we put it on,” gesturing to help you put on the new gift. you move your hair out of the way, so that he has access. your breath hitches and so does his. you feel his fingers slightly touch your neck, and lay the necklace onto you. you feel his fingers clasp the necklace, then slowly move to your shoulder as you face him.

“wow, it looks beautiful on you, y/n.” luigi softly whispers. his eyes flickering back from your eyes to your lips. both of you are breathing heavily, not knowing what will happen next.

“thank you, lu. it’s stunning, you really do know me,” you say breathless, your eyes fluttering to his lips.

“I’ve been wanting to do this forever, is this okay, y/n?” luigi places his hand to your jaw, his thumb lovingly rubbing your cheek. you nodded, breathing too heavy you couldn’t speak.

your lips brushing his, and the mix of heavy breaths and urgency filled the air. he grabbed the back of your neck, pulling you in closer, making up for lost time. you both pull apart, blushing and overwhelmed.

“wow,” lu kisses the side of your mouth,

“maybe I do really know you,” he winks, returning to kiss you again.

the end.

[lvrhughes]

This Love | L. Hughes

1989 tv masterlist

pairing: Luke Hughes x fem!reader

word count: 1.3k

warnings: none?

summary: You and Luke fall in love, but fate doesn't have it set yet, you fall back together.

not my gif!

High tide. It was always your favorite, the way the water would rise, everything would reset. It was refreshing. 

High tide is what would bring him in, what would bring Luke in. 

“Luke, get in! It’s high tide!” The yelling of his brother calling him back from the distance, moving quickly to rejoin his brother. 

“Can we watch the tide rise?” Luke’s question seemed less like a question when he reached Jack, sitting on the towel with no intent to move. Simply watching the tide rise. 

Just like you, where you sat, a few feet over doing the same. Peeking at the brothers from the corner of your eye, seeing the shorter one roll his eyes before sitting down beside the tallest. The shortest brother returning from the small shop that lined the beach, sliding to sit against the brunette, leaving the one with the curls in his own world. 

His eyes followed the tide, watching the sand castles fall with each wave, his eyes following the same path yours did. To the other brothers, it seemed clear that the two of you should be together, the way you both shared the same reaction to the tide, the way you both sat the same, the way you kept stealing glances of the other. 

“We have to do something, right?” The middle brother whispered, staring at his older accomplice. 

“Definitely.”  

So the plan was set, while Luke watched the tide, his brother’s made their move. Quinn moving over to the girl, sitting beside her in the sand. 

“Hi, I’m Quinn.” He spoke, introducing himself when she looked over, missing her view of the ocean for the minute. 

You spoke quick, introducing yourself back to return to your view, seeing more of the children’s playing get washed away. 

“I think you and my brother would get along really well,” He started, grabbing your attention, “And we’ve seen you staring at him.” He finished, making a blush cover your face. 

“Is that so?” You challenged back, turning to Quinn as the tide began to settle. 

“The tall one with the curls, that’s Luke.” Quinn’s voice was soft, telling you simple things about the tallest boy, your heart growing at the love he shared. 

“He sounds perfect.” You whispered, watching Luke shove the other brother, who you’d yet to learn the name of. 

“Luke! Come here!” Quinn called his youngest brother over, encouraging the tall boy to sit beside you. Quinn began introducing you, sharing what little he’d learned about you, before leaving. 

“It’s nice to meet you, Luke.” Smiling at the boy, watching the pink dust his cheeks as you spoke. 

“It’s lovely to meet you, pretty girl.” He grinned back, watching you flush in return. 

“Luke!” The middle brother yelled, grabbing both yours attention. “We’re going back to the suite, have fun.” He played, running off towards the towering hotels that strayed near the beach. 

“I’m so sorry.” Luke quickly replied, turning back towards you while you laughed. “Jack’s insane I swear!” 

“So his name’s Jack?” You inquired, making Luke nod before returning to explain how insane his brother had to be. 

The two stayed on the beach, listening and talking until dark, until the cold snuck up on them. A shiver running through your body, Luke’s eyes catching yours quickly as he discarded the hoodie that covered his body, helping to slide it over yours. 

“Thank you, Lu.” Your head fell against his shoulder, his arms wrapping around your shoulder. 

It was as if the current had swept him away, his hoodie still covered your body as you stared at the tide, watching it disappear into the night. His love was sweet, sharing it with you in the short period, before he’d disappeared. His name a discarded search in your phone, ignoring the message from the unknown number (that would be known as Luke promising to return to you soon), ignoring the world in favor of the ocean. 

It was like no bed was ever comfortable anymore, the tossing and turning of the night harboring your sleep. 

Then there had been James. Struggling through the night with him, fighting not to simply leave, to go to the ocean instead. He was lovely, he was kind, but he wasn’t Luke. 

It was five am when you’d left, the lantern that hung from your doorway flicking, only for Luke. But he’s still gone. 

Returning to the ocean, the sunset rising slowly, capturing the world in a warm glow. Sitting in the sand, your feet at the edge of the water, the tide falling back. 

This can’t be it, but it’s so bleak. It felt as if the world was playing a cruel joke, the same cruel day repeating. Never giving him back. The only thing holding you to the earth being the tide, the tide that brought him to you, the tide that had taken him away. 

In losing grip, on sinking ships, you showed up just in time. 

“I told you I’d come back.” Luke’s voice stealing your attention, pulling your sight away from the rising sun in front. 

“Luke!” Your body moved fast, barreling towards him, wrapping yourself in his arms. 

“Missed me, pretty girl?” He smiled, kissing your cheek before setting you down, following your lead to sit in the sand. 

“How long do I get you this time?” The question fueling the sad Luke to cover Luke’s face, looking down before answering. 

“Just today.” 

“You’ll come back to me, right?”

“Promise I’ll always come back to you.” 

The press of the kiss against his cheek at the end of the night left you alone again, watching him leave. The feeling of your knees hitting the sand, his smile leaving your sight. You knew he’d be back, you come back to what you need.

“I promised I’d come back didn’t I?” His voice grabbing your attention, turning to see his body walking towards yours, claiming his spot in the sand next to you. 

“Lu.” His name coming out as a soft sigh, your arms wrapping around his body, pulling him to lay in the sand. “Missed you, pretty boy.” You grinned, facing him in the sand, his arms wrapped around your waist as you laid. 

“Missed you more, baby.” He answered, pressing chaste kisses all over your face, filling the empty beach with the sound of your laughter. 

You laid, lying in eachothers arms for hours, basking in the warm glow of the soft rays. His arms wrapped your body, lying on him with your head on his chest, his fingers drawing soft shapes on your hip. 

“Are you going to leave again?” The words were quiet, loud enough he could hear, not loud enough the seagals two feet away could hear. 

“I’ve got to soon, but I was hoping you’d come with me this time?” His voice quieted with the question, peering down at you, where you laid looking up at him. 

“And where would I be going?” Your hands laid atop each other, resting on his chest with your chin perched on top.

“Come to New Jersey with me, just for a bit even, I don’t want to leave you again.” 

It was a stubble nod, but it was enough, his body moving quick. Jumping up with you in his hold, spinning circles while cheering, laughter emitting from the two of you. 

“When do you leave?” The question held no real feeling, it didn’t matter when truly, you’d follow him anytime.

“Next week. We’ve got a week of watching the tides, then I’ll show you all of Jersey. Maybe one day we’ll have our own places together, one here and one in Newark.” He grinned, a gleam in his eye thinking of his future with the girl. 

“I’d like that.”

This love is good, this love is bad

This love is alive back from the dead, oh, oh, oh

These hands had to let it go free, and this love came back to me, oh, oh, oh

This love left a permanent mark, this love is glowing in the dark, oh, oh, oh

These hands had to let it go free, and this love came back to me, oh, oh, oh

[qrrieterisunnq]

Luke Hughes- Young and Beautiful by Lana please!!

thank you so much for requesting this my love!! I hope you'll like it!! 🫶🏽🤍

Sitting on a couch, your legs swing over Luke’s lap as he draws small patterns on them, watching the first Canucks playoff game. Jack and their parents are sitting on the other couch, commenting on the game and every other while complimenting Quinn on how good he’s doing or how amazing a save he just made.

You thought that maybe Luke would be commenting too but he’s weirdly quiet today. “What’s going on, Lu? You’re weirdly quiet today.” You look up at him, placing a hand over his to get his whole attention.

“It’s nothing my love, just a stupid thing.” He sends you a half smile, hoping you would leave the topic, but you know him really well and you can say when something is bothering him.

“Well then tell me. You know I’m for any stupid thing, so tell me.” You nudge his shoulder as you whisper to him, your head cocked to the side with a smile on your lips.

“It’s just, uh, it’s really stupid. I’m just thinking…” he trails himself off, his eyes glutted on the tv as he lets out a breath. “Will you still love me, when I’m no longer young and beautiful?”

You look at him with an amused smile on your lips. You have to admit it is a really stupid question. Of course, you would love him. There’s no way you would never love this handsome face. This curls that are falling in his face at every opportunity. The strong hands that hold you firmly before you drift to sleep.

“Oh, my love,” you laugh shaking your head at his thoughts. “I have a question too. Would you still love me if I were a worm?” his expression changes as he’s trying to hold in his laughter. “Then your answer to my question is the same as my question to yours.” You smile at him reaching your hand to his cheek to press a delicate kiss to his lips.

“Yeah, I would.” He laughs shaking his head at his stupid questions and his stupid thoughts. “Thank you. I love you so much, Y/n,” he whispers in her lips, kissing her more deeply.

“I love you too, Luke.”

“Oh come on, leave it for the night!” Jack groans when he looks over his shoulder at his brother and his girlfriend. He loves teasing them about their PDA, but he’s so happy for his little brother to finally have someone who loves him more than themselves. He can see how much Y/n loves him. She would do anything for him, just like would Luke do.

“Oh, fuck off,” Luke flips him off, his attention on his beautiful girl as she’s laughing together with his parents. “You’re just jealous because you have no one to cuddle up with.”

[rhys-writes-some-shit]

Thank you so much for the QP Alastor best friend Lucifer fic, I'm now so invested in reader and Lucifer's friendship so I was wondering if you could write some pure and fluff filled bestie headcanons on them. I feel like they would be such chaotic ride or die meanwhile Alastor and Charlie are both like, these two can never be left alone together.

I gotchu. Wrote these in 20 minutes, I'm going insane :)

Bestie Lucifer Headcanons

(ft. mentions of Alastor x Reader QPR)

🐤 You and Lucifer hit it off as BFFs right away.

🐤 You live for Lucifer's goofball energy and he uses your scemblance of responsibility to your advantage.

🐤 One time the two of you claimed be going out to advertise the hotel, but you really just put up a few fliers at Lu Lu World before going on all the rides at least twice.

🐤 Lucifer loves to send you pictures of ducks.

🐤 Similarly, you love to send Lucifer pictures of snakes.

🐤 bonus points for either of you if it's a Sinner demon or a stuffed animal.

🐤 Lucifer usually gets really depressed around the anniversary of Lilith leaving him, so you do everything in your power to help.

🐤 If he's locked himself in his room, you find a way in and make towers with his ducks.

🐤 if he's not communicating, you send him gifs until he replies, leading to entire conversations made up of gifs.

🐤 If you're ever not doing well and Al isn't around to cheer you up, Lucifer will take matters into his own hands.

🐤 He'll purposefully makes dad jokes because he knows they crack you up.

🐤 He'll watch TV with you into the early hours of the morning, no matter what it is.

🐤 If things are really bad, he'll even (begrudgingly) turn on Alastor's radio show for you, which always has a way of making you feel better.

🐤 The two of you are major cuddlers, so you're constantly snuggling with each other.

🐤 lots of hugs and the occasionally hand holding

🐤 It's gotten to the point where people think you've ditched the Radio Demon for the King of Hell, which has led to some very violent altercations.

🐤 Neither of you are allowed in the kitchen without Alastor or Charlie. Neither of you can cook. Both of you love cooking. Enough said.

🐤 On top of that, someone has to keep an eye on you when Alastor and Charlie are out of the hotel.

🐤 There was once an incident with trampolines that ended with a very stern lecture from Vaggie.

🐤 The two of you will get up to so many shenanigans, nobody can ever guess what will happen next.

🐤 As annoying as your friendship can be to them, Alastor and Charlie are both happy to see the two of you getting along.

🐤 (Even if Alastor wants to murder Lucifer where he stands from time to time)

[activesplooger]

𝓛𝓾𝓬𝓲𝓯𝓮𝓻 𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓒𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓘𝓷𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓽𝔂! | 𝓗𝓪𝔃𝓫𝓲𝓷 𝓗𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓵 | 𝓛𝓾𝓬𝓲𝓯𝓮𝓻 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝓟𝓻��𝓶𝓹𝓽: you’ve always felt insecure about your flat chest, but now that your married man to someone who’s ex-wife has textbook mommy milkers, it just got amplified to the max (little did u know that Luci doesnt gaf! he just loves ya!).

𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓼: idk i had a thought, enjoy!

𝓒𝓦: angst w/ comfort, fluff, suggestive

“Ducklinggg! Im waiting~” your husband calls out from the bedroom.

“Just a sec!” Hastily, you finish putting on the straps of your sexy little gift from your husband. The gift is a gorgeous set of lingerie: The lace is a bright white, the fabric just barely covering your ass and reaches up to show your entire hip bone. A teasing slit is cut on the crotch, exposing your center just barely. The bodice is elegant and corset-like, with silk strands crossing your stomach and large cups to hold you breasts… But there was a problem…

You take a look in the mirror. ‘Fuckfuckfuck! No! God damn it!’ panicking internally you try to find some sort of tightening mechanism on the lingerie to make it fit. Unfortunately there isn’t any, no matter how hard you tried, it just wouldn’t fit your bust. You stared at the material hovering over your breast, tears start to form.

Knock Knock

“Duckling? Are you okay in there? Its been awhile…”. “Everything’s fine!” you lied, your voice cracking as you hold back tears. Lucifer hears the hurt in your voice and lets himself in, “Darli- Oh nonono! Why are you crying?”. He rushes to your side, reaching a hand out to touch your shoulder before you jerked his hand away. You just didn’t want to be touched right now… you didn’t want anything near your ‘inadequate’ body. “My love…? Whats wrong…?”. Finally, you turn to face him, your face was red and puffy from crying as you stood before him. You expected him to notice the ‘issue’ right away, but he didn’t. Instead, his eyes widened, pupils dilating to the size of quarters.

“You look-“

“Terrible… I know…”

Lucifer looks confused and almost repulsed that you could look anything but perfect. “What are you talking about..?”

“The cups are too big…”

“Wha-? Oh! Ah yes, I suppose they are.” He states nonchalantly, as if it were some minor insignificant detail.

You shake your head, feeling like he hadn’t understood the full extent of what you said, “No no… It’s supposed to fit perfectly… Not hover over my flat chest pathetically!”.

Your husband’s heart breaks a little that you think of yourself this way, “Baby… I don’t care, you’re perfect just the way you are!” he wiggles his eyebrows as his tone becomes suggestive, “Plus, we don’t need anything covering those beautiful breasts of yours for what were gonna do~”.

“No,” you protest, “You bought me this gift for me to wear a-and all I did was mess it up! I just wanted this to be perfect… I just want to be perfect…”. A sympathetic frown tugs at Lucifer’s lips, “Duckling I-“

Hot tears trickle down your cheek at your next words, “I just- I feel like you bought this with someone else in mind… Someone bigger… Like Lillith.”

Lucifer immediately wraps you in a comforting embrace. Despite your earlier reluctance to touch, you lean into it, burying your face into the crook of his neck as you sob.

“Don’t ever compare yourself to her, she doesn’t hold a candle to you, duckling… I don’t love Lillith, I love you… Only you… You’re the most beautiful perfect woman I could ask for. I only had you in mind when buying this, I promise… Hell, you’re the only thing in my mind constantly… I don’t ever stop thinking about you, my love…”.

A smile spreads across your tear streaked face, he always knew how to reassure you. “I love you, Lu-bear,” you kiss his cheek, “I-Is it okay of we just… chill tonight? I’m not really in the mood.”.

Your husband nods, “Of course, what’d you have in mind?”

“Cuddles and TV? We can watch that duck documentary~”

As soon as the words “duck documentary” leave your mouth, Lucifer effortlessly picks you up and ushers you to the couch. Carefully, he places you down and plops down beside you. While he turns on the documentary, you cozy your head in his lap. With a snap of his fingers, a blanket materializes around the two of you, creating a comfortable little cocoon. Your husband runs a hand through your hair, playing with the strands as his eyes are fixed on the ducks on screen. You two watch silently for a bit, until Lucifer speaks gently,

“You know what my favorite part about your chest is?”

You quirk an eyebrow, “What?”

He smiles softly, leaning down he whispers, “When we're close like this, I can feel your heart beating against me. Your chest being small just means I'm as close to your heart as I can possibly get...and knowing that makes me happy...”

Your heart swells, that’s the most adorable shit you’ve ever heard, “Oh Luci…”

“That and I can fit your whole breast in my mouth~”

“PFT LUCI!” you shove away his face playfully

The two of you laugh together, playfully pushing Luci away as he reaches for you. The night ended great, the two of you falling asleep on the couch while the documentary plays in the background.

End

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yayy enjoy! this was a random thought i had and thought it’d be cute! btw this is how i imagined the lingerie reader wears