#Luke was litteraly just asking for a friend.

[girlypopjazzy]

Hot Take.

So not to defend Luke’s actions or anything, but I feel like we misunderstood what he meant when he asked Annabeth if she loved him. Now I am sort of a Luke apologist so do take what I say with a grain of salt and please do not be so harsh. Ok so when Luke asked Annabeth if she loved him (Which is the part that everyone brings up about this argument about Luke, and yes, I aged him down in my Au so he’s only around 18 in TLO but I’m doing it with cannon PJO, but Luke’s still an adult and Annabeth is still a minor) Now I belive when people make arguments about Luke being a p3do is kinda wild because when I reread the scene where Luke asked Annabeth if she loved him I thought what he meant by that is “Ok I’m on my death bed right now and the girl who has been my amazing little sister since she was seven is here and I still care about her so I’ll ask her if she cares and loves me since I showed her love and care when she back when I found her so I hope that the good of the past with show her that she doesn’t need to hate me so much so I’m sure she won’t take it the wrong way.”

[my-pjo-stuff]

AU where Luke manages to barely survive TLO, but with everyone but the gods still thinking he died. Due to his role in the prophecy and Hermes' begging, the gods allow Luke to live under three conditions: 1. He is forever exiled from the immortal/mythical world as a whole. 2. He is never allowed to purposefully seek contact with any other demigod or other mythical being ever again

3. He is never allowed to ever tell anyone of what happened if they do not know of the events of the Second Titan War already.

Now this is obviously not Luke's dream scenario, but he can live with it. Ofcourse does he still despise the gods and camp, but he's smart enough to know that he can do litteraly nothing against them. So he does the only thing he can do, he settles with what he's got. And honestly? There are worse things than Luke's life in the mortal world. He managed to get himself a nice, well paying job organizing and planning events for people. (Who ever knew his years of experience in taking care of the Hermes Cabin would ever come in handy?). He's got himself a good flat to live in, some friends, and even contemplates getting himself a dog. He volunteers at a homeless shelter every other weekend and has an all around nice life.

Ofcourse that'll be messed up pretty quickly. In this AU Percy got sort of lost during his time on the streets without his memories. He doesn't find Camp Jupiter like he did in canon, instead somehow finding himself in the city Luke decided to settle in. Not that Percy knows that. Anyway, it's a rainy and cold night and Percy is all alone. Hungry and with no money to go anywhere the kid decides to to the next logical thing- rummaging through dumpsters and hoping to find something semi-edible. Experience taught him that most people don't really like homeless teenagers going through their trash though, and he really doesn't want to end up in police custody. So he pulls up his hood over his head and decides to search for a smaller dumpster that doesn't seem to be too closely surveilled. After looking around a bit he finally manages to find a good candidate. A nice group of trashcan at the side of one of these multi-flat residential buildings.

He immediately get's to work.

All Luke wanted to do on the other hand was bring out the trash he forgot to take out yesterday when he went out. Instead what he sees as soon as he get's near his building's designated dumpster side a scarily thin teen rummaging through his trash in far too dirty clothes. Everyone who knows Luke will tell you that the guy has the biggest soft spot for the homeless, and especially for homeless children and teenagers. So when he sees the kid going through the trash in the pouring rain it doesn't take long for him to connect the dots. It's dark and the rain makes the vision even worse, so Luke doesn't realize who exactly he's talking to when he asks the kid what they are doing. The kid doesn't respond, just going rigid, so Luke keeps talking. He asks if they are cold, or if he should call anyone for them. Luke questions whether they ran away or are fleeing from someone. He also offers the kid to come inside, get out of the rain and someplace warm. They could take a shower, get their belly filled and a nice night of rest. Or they could wait outside and just take a warm meal, Luke understands that they gotta be suspicious of everyone living on the streets. Especially older men offering a place to stay. Percy knows he shouldn't take the offer. He has no idea who Luke is or wether or not this is a trap. But part of his mind just knows that he knows that guy. Not to mention his stomach still growling in protest and him being freezing cold in the rain. So he decided to go inside with Luke against all common sense. The older is just glad he can get the poor child out of the rain. He doesn't realize that the kid is Percy until the two are already back in Luke's flat, and Percy takes off his hood to introduce himself. (Listen, the guy just invited him inside- Percy thinks it's fair for him to introduce himself and ask the other's name). Luke just PANICKS internally, because wtf what is Percy Jackson doing here?????? Shouldn't be be at camp???? or at school???? Why does he act like they don't know each other???? He barely manages to avoid freaking when Percy asks what his name is, and why he's helping him. Luke introduces himself (maybe Percy just didn't recognize him? He did grow his hair out-) and just says that he's got a soft spot for the homeless. Percy still doesn't recognize Luke, and instead get's told to go take a shower by the older. And that he'd slay down a few of his own spare clothes for him to wear. Percy follows it, and Luke just slumps together as soon as Percy's gone and he set down the clothes he promised him. The whole reason he sent him to shower is so Luke can have his mental breakdown for a second and figure out how to proceed. Percy obviously must have hit his head or something, considering his complete lack of even the slightest of reaction to him. But why isn't he at camp or with his mother? When Percy returns Luke decides to attempt to figure out what happened to the guy. He pokes at Percy, asking what he's doing here. Where is parents are, if he got any place to go. The younger would have been suspicious normally, but the guy seems pretty nice and he has an odd sense of familiarity to him- so he intends to tell Luke the truth. He has amnesia, got no idea who he is or where he comes from- but he's followed by monsters. Which is why he's on the run and on the move. He also asks after the meal Luke promised. The older, despite being confused af, quickly decides to get Percy something to eat. By now it's clear that something more is going on, but Luke isn't sure what. He would contact Camp Halfblood if he could, tell them to get Percy. But the conditions of his amnesty forbid it. He isn't sure how much he can tell Percy of his past either due to the same reason. But he can't just let the kid run around all around either! Just look at him- he looked like a feral raccoon before Luke picked him up, And he's even more tired and thin than his 12 year old self. Luke's pretty sure that if he let's Percy go now he might just die on the streets or something.

 So he does the next best things, he explains to Percy that he's a demigod kid of Poseidon- that's why the monsters follow and attack him- and that normally he should be at a place called Camp Halfblood. He doesn't know why he isn't there right now, but that he needs to return as soon as he can. Luke confesses to Percy that they have a...history, so to speak. And that he probably wouldn't want to hang around him much longer would he have his memories- Luke can't really elaborate much on that though due to some rather personal reasons.

Percy isn’t really sure what to think of this. On one hand, this story sounds absolutely nuts. On the other, part of him just knows that the guy is telling the truth. Yet Percy also knows what is following him, and he simply doesn't want to risk going to wherever this "Camp Halfblood" is. He doesn't know what Luke means with "history", but he seems nice enough- and certainly strong. Percy asks if Luke can go with him, Luke says he can't. Percy replies travelling alone is too dangerous, he's got monsters trailing him. Luke, feeling a bit guilty for what he'd done to Percy in the past while also taking pity on him, decides that it should be fine if he stays here for a while. Camp surely sent out more than enough scouts that should discover Percy sooner or later. Until then we just tell the mortals that Percy is Luke's younger brother coming to visit for an internship with him.

[tomiokagiyuufirststan]

Second introduction cause why not?

~~~so hiii my nickname is Lila or Carla so you can call me like that:)

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Presentation of Lila

Oh soo hiii I guess ? My name is Lila i am 18 one the exchange students i hope we can all get along an be friends! Exept Lucitrash ofc every Lucitrash enemies are my friends! Anyways i also have a soft spot for my bird oh and @poly-mc is my Umi so talk shit about sea and i will personally sacrifice you with my dear followers.

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[bellysoupset]

That story with Luke and Leo was SO GOOD! I can’t believe Bella and Like broke up omg, I adore your writing ITS LITTERALY SO GOOD

What if you do a story where Jonah comforts Luke about his break up with Bella? I know they have kind of a enemies/friends/brothers relationship and I think it would be so cool to see Luke actually get emotional and have Jonah comforting him.

I thrive with drama!! The Bella/Luke story still will have quite a few installments I think, Lucas is being particularly stubborn and we don't even know what happened or Bell's POV. Anyway, enjoy

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"You are cheating," Wendy scoffed, kicking Jonah's thigh as he turned his completed wordle around for her to see, thus completely ruining her chances of beating him.

"I never cheat," he deadpanned, biting down a smile and reaching for the mug of hot coffee. It had been a pretty decent day, class had been a drag but not bad, work was slow for once... Pretty good. Even so, he couldn't wait to go home, less because of being tired, more because of the company that awaited him.

He kept waiting for the dumb butterflies to die down, but truth was Jonah still felt pretty stuck in the honeymoon phase. Not that he'd ever say it out loud.

He checked his phone, while Wendy pouted and grumbled about him being a cheater. There were no notifications from Leo, despite the fact he should've been home already.

Jonah chewed on his lip, gulping the rest of his coffee down, "do you think I should call him?"

"Mr. Di Caprio?" Wendy said sarcastically, all but sprawled on the staff couch, her feet resting on his lap. He slapped her ankle.

"Wendy," Jonah rolled his eyes, "I haven't heard from him since morning and normally he texts me during the lunch break."

"He texts you?" Wendy squinted, "always? Sounds very unilateral, Jon."

He scowled, then drummed his fingers against her leg resting on his lap, "you're right, I'm calling him."

"That's not what-"

He ignored his friend in favor of hitting Leo's contact and pressing the phone against his ear. Jonah was not the calling type, he'd much rather text anything and everything, voice messages being his absolute demise.

It rang and rang and rang. Then went to voicemail.

"Uh..."

"He's probably busy," Wendy said, noticing Jonah's frown, "I mean, his shift ended what? Forty minutes ago? Maybe he's going home still."

"The apartment is literally ten minutes away from his firm."

"I meant... The dorms?" She raised a judgmental eyebrow, green eyes sparkling, "did you ask him to move in with you six months into dating?"

"Five," Jonah corrected her, cheeks burning, "no, I didn't."

Wendy didn't even bother answering him, only opened an amused smile, one that said very well how he hadn't her convinced her at all.

"I just - Shut up, stop looking at me like that."

"I'm not looking at you in any way," she smiled, sitting up straight on the couch, "c'mon, chop chop. The sooner we're done with the clinic hours, the sooner we can go home."

By the time Jonah did reach home - Nearly an hour and a half later - he was already anxious. He had tried calling another time and had even texted, only to receive no answer. The entire elevator trip up, he kept telling himself that maybe Leo had just fallen asleep. It wouldn't be the first time, the guy needed all the sleep he could get in between his hectic hours...

Except Leo wasn't in the apartment and this was when Jon fully catapulted into "he's mad at me" territory.

He called again, pacing around the place, telling himself that if Leo didn't answer another call then he was going to drive to the dorms-

"Hi," the call connected, except it was not his boyfriend's soft spoken voice, but Luke's energic one.

"Why do you have Leo's phone?" Jonah demanded immediately, "did you call him into another one of those stupid midnight practices? That's abuse of power, Atwood-"

"Leo's sick," Lucas interrupted him and Jonah could almost hear the eyeroll, "he called me by accident, he meant to call you. He's got the stomach bug that's going around."

"What- How bad is he? Put him on the phone, I want to speak with him."

"He's rest-"

"Get Leo on the phone Lucas!"

"He is in a pretty bad shape. I picked him up from work and brought him over to my place, he's resting."

"You kidnapped my boyfriend," Jonah squinted at his door, already making up his mind and crossing the room for his car keys, "why didn't you bring him here?! I'm going over."

"Because you hurl when people get sick, Jonah," Lucas' voice dripped with disdain, "or did you forget last week when we both caught it?"

Jonah scowled, "I don't care. I'm going over."

"Don't be an idiot, you can't see vomit. He's fine, I know how to take care of people, I'm not ten," Lucas argued back, "stay home."

"Don't tell me how to date my own boyfriend," Jonah scoffed, "can't I just talk with hi-"

"Ah shit, I have to go," Lucas suddenly sounded distant, clearly busy and Jonah could faintly hear the noises of Leo retching in the background, getting louder as Lucas walked closer, only to cease suddenly when he hung up.

Jonah sighed, being left completely in the dark. He decided to try and not do anything harsh. He could shower, change out of the hospital dirty clothes and then call back again. Hopefully by then Leo would actually pick up and then he could reason with the guy to come home.

It was a solid plan, so he got on to it, only to find himself in the exact same position forty minutes later: pacing the living room, calling and getting just the voicemail.

Fucking Lucas Atwood and his hero complex.

Rationally Jonah knew that it probably just meant he was busy and that he would not actually be any help there. However logic wasn't the dominating part of him recently, so before he could think better of it, he was rushing out of the door.

For his credit he didn't stop at a pharmacy on his way there, for as much shit as he gave Luke, he knew the guy actually knew damn well how to take care of people.

His building didn't have a doorman, just the electronic panel to open the metal gates and Jonah, like anyone in the team, knew the password. He was buzzing with anxiety during the elevator ride up.

Lucas left the key inside of a fake rock on the huge fiddle leaf fig that sat near his apartment's door, and Jonah let himself in without a second thought.

"Leo?" He called, shutting the door behind him. The living room was empty, so Jonah moved further in, already expecting to find the whole party in the bathroom.

The door was shut and he immediately he heard a groan, followed by the noise of sick hitting water. A retch.

"Leo? It's me, can I come in...?" he knocked on the door, sympathy nausea be damned. His stomach already churned with the idea, but he simply couldn't just let his boyfriend be all by himself, "Leo?"

"Not Leo," Lucas scoffed, opening the door while wiping his mouth, "what are you doing here?"

"Where is Leo?" Jonah glared at him, concern flying out of the window.

"Asleep, he just passed out," Lucas rolled his eyes, pointing the guest room door and Jonah turned his back on him, rushing to the room.

It eased his heart just a little bit to see Leo tucked under the blankets, one pale hand poking out, as well as greasy blonde hair. He looked frail, which wasn't like his athletic built.

"When did he call you?" Jonah asked, leaning on the doorway.

"Around the time his shift ended, I think. Almost six."

"Did he say if he was sick since morning?" the idea that Leo might've been sick since that morning and that he had completely missed it made Jonah wince.

"Nope, he didn't start puking until I got there," Lucas rubbed a hand over his face, "like I said, he's fine."

"I'll be the judge of that when he wakes up, I'm the only one here who's qualified to say this," Jonah scoffed, but he couldn't help a small smile. Then he crossed his arms to look at Luke, "so you don't get sympathy sick, uh?"

"I don't."

"Then why the fuck were you throwing up?" Jonah frowned and Lucas' ears turned red, but he shrugged.

"Just the remains of the bug, I guess."

"We caught the flu a week ago. Actually, nine days ago," Jonah raised his eyebrows, "you're not still sick."

"I'm fine," Lucas pushed past him, moving towards the kitchen and Jon followed, unable to drop the subject now that it had piqued his attention.

He watched as the other man opened the fridge and fished out a gatorade bottle, starting to drink it. Jonah squinted. Lucas' hands were shaking.

"Lucas."

"I said I am fine."

Jonah rolled his eyes, leaning against the opposite kitchen wall, "what happened?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Lucas shrugged, taking a large gulp. Jon studied him up and down. He could drop it, but something in the horrible energy around Luke was making him uneasy. It reminded him of the last year of high school.

"Lucas," Jonah tried again, "is your dad ok?"

"He's fine, nanna is fine, everyone is fine," he rolled his eyes, sounding pretty pissed off.

"Okay..." Jon stared at him, not buying it for a second, "where's Bella?"

Lucas shrugged, gesturing vaguely and Jonah's eyebrows met in a frown, before it fully dawned on him why his friend was acting like that.

"Shit, Luke-"

"It's fine," he cut him off, not in the mood to get any sympathies, "it's been weeks, it's fine."

Jonah didn't believe him. He had never seen Lucas be "fine" with anything close to his heart.

"Alright, you're fine," Jonah raised his hands in a fake defeated manner, voice dripping with sarcasm, "clearly, because fine people get sick from nerves and can't hold a glass without reenacting parkinson's. Sure."

"If I wake up Leo will you leave me the fuck alone?" Lucas' voice was sharp and cold, his normal friendliness all but gone, "I don't want to talk about it."

"Astounding work, captain," Jonah rolled his eyes, "I'm gonna go check on Leo and then I'll leave. I know the way out." He mentally kicked himself, what he actually wanted to do was not fight with Atwood. For all their bickering, they had known each other for an extremely long time, he was actually concerned over Luke's well being.

Whatever, he'd just tell Vince and let him deal with this.

Leo had turned around on the bed, kicked off the blankets, which probably meant the fever had gone down and he had started to feel just how warm he was.

Jonah sat gingerly at the edge of his bed, pushing the hair away from his boyfriend's sweaty forehead. He didn't have it in him to wake him up, even if the last thing he wanted was to leave Leo there.

Against everything in him, he leaned in and planted a kiss on his brow, then got up and left the room. Lucas was in the hallways, arms crossed and looking somehow worse than less than five minutes before.

Jonah sighed, "tell him I stopped by? And-" he cringed, "for what's worth I'm sorry about how things ended between you and Bella. I know that you-"

"I'll let Leo know you were here. Can you call in his work and let them know he won't be there tomorrow?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Alright," Lucas gestured to the door, "bye Jon."

[babyloncdizzle]

heat of the moment || l.h.

A/N: This is my first time to write something like this, so don’t expext too much. I hope you like it anyway.

Pairing: Luke Hemmings x Reader

Warnings: smut, swearing, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)

Word count: 1.6k

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Your friends talked you into going to this party tonight to get over your ex, Jake, and you were more than happy to get wasted.

You put on the shortest and sexiest dress from your closet, because you really needed to get laid tonight.

You just wanted to forget your ex. Forget the picture of him fucking some random girl on your kitchen counter. You just had to forget him.

Shortly after you were ready, your friends came over to get some liquor into their stystems before you headed to the party. After you shared 3 bottles of Champagne with your 3 friends you called a cab and drove to the party in the Hollywood Hills, which one of your friend's cousin hosted. The Hollywood Hills aren't really your neighbourhood, because it's way too expensive for you, but no one says no to a party in the Hollywood Hills.

You arrived at the location, a modern house, where the party took place on the top floor. You went straight to the bar to get another drink. You four all ordered a Bloody Mary and a few shots, which you immediately drowned. After that you and your friends decided to dance a bit, to seduce some guys. Soon after that you and your friends were dancing with more than one guy each.

When the loud music started to really pound in your head, you decided a little bit of fresh air would be a good idea. You slowly danced away from the guys who were sourrounding you, which were very obviously turned on and into the cool night air. The guys tried to protest, but they were too drunk to make a few steps without stumbling.

You found yourself on an empty balcony and you walked straight to the balustrade. You breathed in the chilly air to cool down your hot body. Because of the small amount of fabric covering your body, you soon began to freeze, but you couldn't look away from the somehow relaxing city lights.

Your thoughts were disturbed by a voice coming from behind you. "Aren't you freezing?" said the voice. You didn't answer and in the next second the guy stood next to you.

He was so close, you could smell his cologne. "So, why are you standing out here in the cold, all by yourself? Are you hiding from someone?" he asked. You answered "I just needed some air, but I could ask you the same questions." He laughed quietly and you finally looked at him. He was gorgeous. Tall, nicely build and he had beautiful features. His blonde curls were tugged behind his ears and he had a light scruff. His fingers were covered with rings and his fingernails in red nail polish. He wore black pants, a dark green button up and a leather jacked over it. The first few buttons of his shirt were open and it showed a little bit of his chest and the few necklaces around his neck.

He probably caught you staring, but he did the same to you and you were to drunk to care.

"Are you done checking me out?" he asked. You answered "Yes, are you done checking me out?" He smiled and said "Look, I'm here to get drunk, but my friends ditched me and now I need someone else to get drunk with. You seem to be a good partner for that, wanna join?" With that being said, he offered you a bottle of vodka and you nodded "Sure, I'm in." You took the bottle from his and and started sipping. After that you gave the bottle back to him and he did the same.

"Oh shit, where are my manners?" he cursed after a while and he took of his leather jacked to put it over your shoulders. The jacked immediately warmed your freezing skin and you slipped your arms inside its sleeves. "Thanks, but you didn't need to do that." you said quietly. "It's fine." He answered and you argued "No it's not, but I maybe know how to keep you warm!" With that you got closer and started to kiss him. His soft lips seemed to fit perfectly to yours and after a few more seconds he slipped his tongue inside your mouth. Both your tongues fought for dominance until you were out of breath and forced to pull away.

You made out for a while when he said under his breath "Wanna get outta here?" You nodded slowly and he grabbed your hand to pull you with him. You almost punched your way through the crowd, to get to the exit and when you finally made it into the lobby, you started to kiss again. Luke reached for your hand again and led you through the lobby back into the cool night air. "My place or yours?" Luke asked. I shrugged and said "I don't care, you choose." "Ok, my place it is then. It's close, we can walk." Luke decided and started walking in the right direction.

After a ten minute walk we arrived at a his house and it was really huge for a normal guys house, so you asked suspiciously "Are you sure this is where you live?" Luke only chuckled and answered "Yes, I'm pretty sure." "Wow, that's huge." you said and Luke pulled you to his front door.

After you entered his house he pressed you against the front door and kissed you hard. He slipped his tongue back into your mouth and you continued your fight for dominance. You slipped your fingers in his hair and tugged at it lightly. Luke slipped his hand underneath the leather jacket again and pushed it off of your shoulders. When the jacket fell to the floor you continued your way through his house and the next time you stopped, you found yourself in his bedroom. This time he pushed you against the wall and his one leg between your thighs. You slidely spread your legs and he continued to undress you. He slowly pushed the spaghetti straps of your low cut dress of your shoulders and you were thankful that you didn't put on a bra. Your fingers found their way to the button of his shirt and you started to open them. When you were finished, you tugged it out of his pants and your fingers slowly trailed over his chest to his shoulders until you could push his shirt down to the floor.

Luke began to trail kisses from your mouth to your neck and sucked at your sweet spot. With him doing that you couldn't hold in your moans any longer. When he left a mark on your neck he continued to undress you and your dress fell to the floor. Now you stood almost naked in front of him and he litteraly absorbed how beautiful you looked to him.  "You are so sexy, do you know that?" he said under his breath and you blushed and smiled lightly.

When he kissed you again, his hands started to knead your breasts and after that he dedicated his full attention to your nipples. He slowly led you to your bed and you smoothly fell down on it. Only a few seconds later, he was over you, sucking on your nipples. Your fingers pushed through his soft curls and you started to moan again.

After a while his lips met yours again and you could feel the bulge in his pants. Then you decided, he was wearing way to much clothes. You pushed him on the bed and now you were sitting on top of him. You opened the button of his pants and after that the zipper. You pushed his pants down and your fingers were making their way to feel him through his boxers. Luke was moaning underneath you and he groaned "Fuck! Feels so good!" With that being said you pushed his boxers down aswell.

You took his cock in your hand and you starded to pump. Luke was already a moaning mess underneath you, "If you continue like that, I won't last long." he said. Then he changed positions again and now he was on top of you again. The only material that seperated you, were your panties. With one quick motion the last bit of clothing was removed aswell and Luke's fingers found their way to your heat. He began to make slow circles over your clit with his fingers, while he kissed you again. He broke off the kiss and whispered "You're already so wet and I barely did anything." You moaned to his words and he captured it with another kiss.

You both were too needy and drunk for any more foreplay, so he asked "Ready?" You nodded and he slowly slid into you. He buried himself in you, only to pull out a few seconds later and then push back in. You were both moaning so loud, that you were sure his neighbours could hear you, but you could't care less.

Luke filled you perfectly everytime he thrusted into you. After a few seconds, he found your g-spot and your moaning intensified immediately. Now he hit your g-spot everytime he filled you up and you both were a moaning mess.

After a while his thrust became sloppier and you could feel your orgasm coming. You didn't last any much longer and you came with a loud moan. You clenched around his cock and that made him come aswell. You could feel his load shoot into you and Luke collapsed on top of you.

He stayed inside of you for a few more seconds to catch his breath until he pulled out and lay next to you. "This was awesome... do you want to stay the night?" he asked and you happily agreed because you were really exhausted.  

Apprently the night turned into a full success with the only flaw that you both forgot to use protection...