#fuckboy ; lucas

[workingforitallthetime]

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[bubblegumbi-tch]

Lucas making a whole ass documentary to support his comeback after kinda being cancelled is so ridiculous and uncalled for whether or not the allegations are true...just a bit cringe isnt it

[nunap]

Koppers proving their morals are all over the place once again

[lucaonthropy]

Still kinda pissed off that I didn't catch the pattern of Karna and Arya (Karya)'s name in time and already named their brother fucking. Wijaya. Should've gone with Arjuna to at least match with Arya augh

[goopeculiar]

Glitter Pink lucas/yuqi, NC-17, 18095 words. So, maybe Xuxi is a little curious. So, maybe Xuxi—shy as he is to admit it, how would he even go about admitting it?—wants to get fucked. (In which Ten is a menace, and the bane of Xuxi's existence, and Yuqi is Xuxi's best friend and perhaps the only girl in the universe.)

[intermundia]

i think star wars only works because george lucas was so much better at casting actors than he was terrible at writing dialogue and giving acting directions. like for the OT, he found a pot dealing fuckboy, a scion of hollywood royalty, and the kindest young man around, and was like "great, roll camera," and when they asked, "how do you want this acted?" he just looked at them blankly like "acting?? why do you need to act?? just stand there and be you, and say the lines, fast and intense, thank you..." and somehow their charisma did in fact carry the film.

[roosterforme]

Math for Aviators | Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

Summary: It's your fault that Bradley finds math so sexy now. When he surprises you by sneaking into one of your lectures, he gets rewarded with a little time alone with the professor after class.

Warnings: Fluff, swears and smut

Length: 2400 words

Pairing: Beer Boy and Sugar! Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader (former fuckboy college student Bradley)

This is a one-shot to accompany my fics Old Habits Die Hard and Right Girl, Wrong Time! Check out my masterlist

"See you two at the Hard Deck later?" Nat asked as Bradley climbed into the Bronco after work.

"Nah, it's my wife's late night on campus," he replied with a smirk. Calling you his wife had such a nice ring to it, he had all but stopped using your first name around his friends. "I'm gonna drop by. Maybe take a peek at her calculus lecture." 

She rolled her eyes in response. "Tell your wife I said not to forget about brunch on Saturday."

"I'll let my wife know."

He zipped out of the parking lot, still in his khaki uniform, and headed across town to San Diego State University. If there was one thing Bradley never thought would get him going, it was math. But you made it outrageously sexy with your PhD and your slutty little math tattoo. 

The fact that Bradley never got to attend one of your lectures during your first semester teaching in California felt like a crime. He'd wanted to, in the worst way, but your classes ended by six o'clock every day last term. But this time, you taught level four calculus on Thursday evenings. 

He parked and headed toward your building, smiling as some of the college aged girls looked at him as he strolled past. If they thought he looked good in his uniform, that was nothing compared to the fuss you usually made over him. 

Bradley followed a kid holding a skateboard into the mathematics and computer science building and turned left. He was only four minutes late for your class as he followed skateboard kid inside the lecture hall and let the door close softly behind him. The room was quite cavernous, but there were only about forty students in attendance. You always claimed you preferred the smaller classes so you could spend more time getting everyone where they needed to be individually. 

When his eyes met your body, Bradley almost moaned. You were leaning over the long table at the front of the room taking attendance, and you were wearing a white blouse tucked into that wool skirt he liked. Even your loafers looked cute. One of his favorite pastimes was picking on you for your east coast wardrobe, but holy shit, the professor look did things to him. Or maybe it was just you.

As you called out names, Bradley realized he was just standing in the back like an idiot, so he walked up a few rows and took an aisle seat.

"Francis?" you asked, and a girl who looked extremely disinterested raised her hand. "Luca? Alex? Did I miss anyone?"

When you looked up, your eyes found Bradley's almost instantly. The softest smile graced your lips, and Bradley desperately wanted to run down to where you were standing and kiss you. Instead he just winked, and then you were opening two additional notebooks on your table. 

"Before we get started, just a reminder about my office hours," you said, your voice projecting beautifully. Bradley had to adjust himself in his seat, because you were speaking right to him. "I'm always available to spend a little extra time with you should you need it." 

He was well acquainted with your office and the way your voice echoed off the walls when he made you scream his name. He would make it a point to join you for some office hours again soon. But right now, he was going to sit back and enjoy how much smarter you were than him.

"If you recall last week, we talked about the theorems of Green and Stokes. Let's focus a little more on the Green theorem. This is simply the relationship between the macroscopic circulation around the curve C and the sum of all the microscopic circulation that is inside C."

Bradley was already breathing a little heavy. Holy shit. Was he actually married to the smartest person in the world? It fucking sounded like it. And then you ran your fingertips gently along the side of your neck, and he sat up a little taller in his seat. But so did skateboard kid who was sitting in front of him. Bradley glanced around the room, and it looked like all the twenty something guys were hypnotized by you. The looks of open adoration on their faces as you turned toward the white board to work out a problem reminded him of the way he used to stare at you when he was twenty one. If he was being honest, he probably still did.

As you worked out the problem and bent at the waist, Bradley needed to adjust himself again. And when you turned to see if anyone had a question, you looked directly at him as you touched your neck again. 

"She's so hot," skateboard kid whispered to the guy next to him.

"Yeah," he grunted in response. "She's like extra hot today."

Bradley leaned forward, grinning and softly said, "That's my wife."

They both turned around to look at him briefly. Skateboard kid nodded in appreciation, and the other guy said, "Well done."

And then Bradley settled back in his seat and watched every move that you made. When you wrote out another equation in your tidy handwriting, you made the variables spell out B-E-E-R-B-O-Y. Every time you glanced at him, your fingers were touching your body somewhere that he was familiar with. He was itching to get his hands on you. 

It was an hour and a half of pure sexual tension, and Bradley knew you were enjoying yourself. Knowing he was sitting in the lecture hall seemed to be making your voice a little breathy. You were throwing out terms like "gradient, divergence curl, line and surface integrals, and differential equations" that were making him hard. This was foreplay at its finest. 

When you ended your lecture with some reminders about your class schedule, you had your hands on your hips, and your diamond ring was glittering on your hand. Bradley smirked as a line of students, mostly male, formed in front of you once you dismissed everyone. And now he understood why you got home so late on Thursdays. Because all these guys had a crush on you. On his wife.

Bradley was semi hard, and you kept glancing up to make sure he was still there. He wasn't going to go anywhere, you must know that. When you were finally helping skateboard kid with whatever question he fabricated just to have a chance to stand next to you, Bradley glanced down at his lap. Maybe you'd let him have some private office hours right now.

When the lecture hall was finally empty, save for the two of you, Bradley watched as you continued to tease him. You didn't glance to where he was sitting at all as you packed up your bag. And when you erased the board, he could tell you were standing on your tiptoes to make your ass look extra enticing just for him. 

"Professor Sugar," he groaned, rubbing himself through his khaki pants. 

You glanced at him over your shoulder with a devilish look on your face. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming to my lecture?" you asked quietly, but he could still hear you perfectly. 

Bradley grunted. "Got dismissed a little early. Just thought I'd surprise you."

"Did you learn anything new?" you asked, grabbing your bag from the table and heading his way.

"Nothing new," he replied. "Just a refresher course on how smart and hot my wife is."

You smiled as you set your bag down next to his seat. "I love it when you call me that." Then you came to stand between his spread thighs and leaned down to kiss him gently. Bradley let you tease him with feather soft kisses for a minute before he was aching inside his pants. 

He ran his rough hand along your pretty neck and asked, "Can I join you for some office hours? I really need them, Professor Sugar." When you giggled against his lips, Bradley wrapped his muscular arms around you and palmed your ass, pulling you onto his lap with a squeal. 

"Beer Boy!"

"Please? I'll be your top student, Baby. Better than that loser with his skateboard."

"You know, I'm starting to suspect that Luca might have ulterior motives for taking my class again this semester."

Bradley chuckled as he pushed your skirt up your thighs a few inches. "Yeah. His ulterior motive is your ass." Then he lightly slapped said ass as you raked your fingers through his hair and straddled him in the auditorium seat. "I know you can feel me, Sugar," he whispered. "Office hours? Or are you gonna make me wait until we get home?"

But instead of responding, you just rubbed yourself against him. If you weren't wearing panties, he would have a pretty, little wet spot to show off as he walked back to the Bronco. You tugged harder on his hair so his head was tipped back, and you kissed him a little rougher.

"I'm in charge in the lecture hall, not you. And I say no visit to my office."

Bradley groaned as you sucked on his neck, and he muttered, "Making me walk back to the Bronco hard?"

"No," you whispered, and his cock throbbed. "I'm going to suck your cock right here." Your smug smile as you pulled away from his neck left him blushing, he could tell. 

"Right here?" he asked, but your hands were already working on his belt buckle and zipper, and he lifted his hips in the seat so you could yank his pants down a little bit. 

"Mmhmm," you hummed against his lips before you walked to the back of the auditorium, leaving him sitting there with his hard cock out. 

"Sugar?" he whispered, covering himself with both hands as he craned his neck to see where you went. You flipped the lightswitch next to the door and peered out the small window into the hallway, and then you strolled back to where he was sitting. Bradley let you take his hands in yours and set them on his thighs as you knelt on the floor in front of him.

You looked so pretty, your skin illuminated by the soft lighting shining around the perimeter of the room. Your eyes were bright and mischievous as you looked up at him and kissed the precum away from his tip. Your pink tongue darted out to clean your lips before gently swiping the underside of his cock, and Bradley had to grip his thighs to keep from thrusting. Because it was clear you were going to take your time right now. 

"You are so hard, Beer Boy, you're absolutely throbbing."

When you took an inch or two between your pouty lips, Bradley's head tipped back. "I love math," he groaned. "It really gets me going. And I love your smart mouth."

You hummed around his length as you took another inch and swirled your tongue. Then you pulled him out with a soft pop, his head snapping back up to look at you. "You're such a good student," you whispered. "Top grades. Teacher's pet. Big cock."

"Fuck," Bradley grunted. "I'm coming to your lecture every week, Professor."

You smiled as you gripped him in one hand and licked up and down along the underside of his cock until he could feel your saliva dripping down his balls. He ran his thumb along your cheek, and then you took him deep so he could feel himself there. He groaned your name as he tapped the back of your throat, and you gagged for him. It was so fucking pretty the way he made your eyes water. 

If you weren't concerned about getting caught, then he certainly wasn't going to bring it up. He'd be lying if he said the idea of a public blowjob wasn't adding to his arousal. Hell, he thought the way you and he went at it in the college library study room was hot, and that door had a damn lock. So this was next level.

Bradley grunted in the quiet room, and the acoustics made the sound carry. You were bobbing along his length, making obscene little noises, and he just couldn't take it anymore. His hands found the back of your head, and after one thrust, your moans echoed around the room. 

"I love that sound," he growled, slowly fucking your face as you sucked on him. You kept eye contact with him as he started to come undone, his hips leaving the seat as he wanted more of you. Now you were gripping his thighs, ready to take his cum like a champ. He was there. He was right there. One more tap against the back of your throat. All your saliva dripping onto your blouse. It was everything. 

He knew you already knew it, but he grunted, "I'm cumming," as he spurted into your mouth and down your throat. Gripping the back of your head, he fucked your mouth with shallow thrusts until he slumped back akwardly into the seat with a long groan that filled the room. 

When you withdrew him, his cock was messy and you were grinning as you stuck out your tongue, showing off his load. "Gorgeous," he whispered with a smirk, watching you swallow him down before licking his softening length clean. "I love being the teacher's pet." 

You giggled as you helped him get tucked back into his khakis. "I only suck the dicks of my students with the highest grades."

"Hey now. You're my wife. You better only be sucking my dick," he rasped as you stood up in front of him and shrugged.

"Then you better keep getting top grades, Beer Boy." 

Bradley was obsessed with you. He quickly wrestled his belt into place as he followed the sway of your ass up to the auditorium doors. "I can't wait to see that skirt on the bedroom floor when we get home," he said as you pushed the door open. And there stood the janitor, about to enter the room to clean it. "Shit," Bradley grunted, still fiddling with his belt. 

But you just waved and said, "Goodnight, Herman," as the janitor smirked at Bradley. 

He didn't even bother with his belt after that. He just took your hand in his and walked with you to the Bronco, thinking about all the things he wanted to do to you once your skirt was on the bedroom floor. 

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This was written to celebrate the birthday of the lovely @mak-32 ! Beer Boy and Sugar wouldn't even exist without you, Mak! I hope you have the most wonderful day! Thanks for your help and the banner @beyondthesefourwalls

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[taexoxosgf]

hiii do u have taeyong smut recs 🥹👉👈

sorry this took so long, i lost all my fic recs on my old account.

— most are full fics because i love me some plot hehe

bet you can’t pull him [best friend au, club au]

the other brother [fiance’s brother au]

how to (not) write a book [werewolf au]

need to know [roommate au]

use me [brothers best friend au]

i���ll make love to you [boyfriend!tyong]

whist [3some au, ft. lucas]

birthday boy [5some, ft. some of nct127]

little do you know [bff to lovers]

freaks: the prequel [bff taeyong & ten, 3some au]

playing the game [bff tyong]

mistaken identity [fuckboy!tyong]

fantasy [roommate au]

summer 127 [bf!tyong]

[samsm2mstories]

Straight Alphas

You got to admit straight Alphas are something incredible until you meet their shitty personality. Lucas here is a fine example of that, thinks he can milk everyone for their money but he definitely messed with the wrong guy.

Poor Ben wasn't the greatest-looking gay guy but he had the most lovely personality as a gay. I saw the disgusting remark Lucas made to Ben and thought lets teach him a lesson! That night I swapped them both!!

The next morning Ben woke up feeling completely different and felt incredible. He knew after a few minutes that he ended up jn Lucas body and boy did Ben not wait about. He was checking himself up, flexing, smirking all the time. He loved his new collection of clothes and knew from Lucas memories that guys would fight to have him.

Ben now Lucas knew it was time to go on social media and post up some new photos. Lucas admitted he was gay now in front of his new followers. The interaction went crazy, Lucas saw Ben's messages and they were absolutely funny. Lucas laughed at Ben but gave him the chance to make up for his arrogance. Ben thought he had the chance to his body back but that wasn't going to happen.

Lucas enjoy every moment seeing Ben being fucked by his former body knowing this was the closest he ever going to get.

The new Lucas definitely going places and got fuckboys on tap when he needed to release a load!

[codename-adler]

i neeeeeeeeed to know more abt your trojan ocs anytime you wanna share

heehee i got a special pookie for ya jo 🫶 (trojans ocs roster here)

06: Mateo Solano (22) USC Trojans Goalkeeper

here comes theeeeee... Bitch™

don't got a gif for him sorry

i also now realize i accidently gave him Seth's number... wow. but believe me, Mateo's sm worse. i love mi princesita Seth. i don't even like Mateo. (jk. but like, he sucks a whole lot before he gets his redemption arc. interpret that however you want.)

he's one of the seniors of the team, he's 5'9 and fucking bitter about it, he studies Spanish because he is a lazy mf who has no plan but to go Pro (fortunately he will)

106% fuckboi energy fr he's insufferable

at the start of the new season (when Jean joins) he is still crabby about Laila having rejected him when he asked her out after their loss to the Foxes (in my universe/wip, Lailalvarez are not together yet bc i want to explore their relationship from the beginnings :) )

Mateo isn't really interested in Laila anyway, though, and he doesn't know why 1) it still stings and 2) he even asked in the first place (perhaps because they are the golden goalie duo of USC, perhaps because she is better than him and has broken records, perhaps because of something else...)

he's also such a bitchy asshole to Jean, because Jean is a beast on the court and Mateo is jealous

he's single and a v because he is waiting for marriage and the right girl (siiiiiiiiike!) (still fuckboi aura tho he's that extra)

comes from a very religious household and he is a practicing believer

he doesn't really have any friends on the team (sad) because he is so prickly and bitchy, but everyone is still kind and open to him because he is very reliable on the court, in the goal, and he does not second-guess or question authority, he's very good at following orders and instructions, always aiming for the best

and though it's good for everyone that he stays in goal because of his problematic attitude that would get the Trojans carded if their opponents heard him talk, the power of bitch he possesses is also a great asset, as he easily makes any enemy player lose their temper with his saccharine remarks paired with a Colgate smile

now! the plot twist!

Mateo is what you would get if internalized homophobia + comphet had two legs and an attitude problem

he is as homophobic as Seth and Aaron were, and even more if I dare say, and though he's never outwardly a hater and never uses slurs (at least he holds back on that for Jesus), he's such a bitch about homosexuality... it makes him so angry and queasy, he'll be rude af to you, he'll leave the room fuming, not participate in conversations, that kind of thing. he tries very hard to forget about Jeremy, to overlook it, and he's not like Lucas, questioning Jeremy's decision because of his sexuality, but it's so much better when Jeremy is single... (ik how this sounds, but believe me when i say he does not have a repressed crush on Jeremy, or Jean. that's just his Exy inferiority complex.)

thing is, it becomes incredibly difficult for him to ignore all of that gayness when Laila and Alvarez get together (oh), when Levi suddenly drops Angie to get closer with their assistant coach, when Jeremy clearly has a huge thing for Jean, the Drivers come out with their own gay thang, when Coach Rhemann himself gets his shit together with his long-lost broody ex... Mateo is literally surrounded by homos.

and sure, the wlw stuff never really bothered him, didn't get the appeal (and why do you think Mateo!!!), but with almost all of his authority figures dabbling in the gay, Mateo is kind of a caged animal, and he's bound to lose control and do some very stupid things, like start fights, get benched, punch a wall or 2...

oh, and there's Yanko too.

infuriating ginger man that won't leave him the fuck alone. mountain man of steal who is somehow always right, and chill. the designated Mateo-handler, apparently, because Jeremy had to delegate that hot potato to someone with less... undesirable traits to Mateo (i'm not sure yet how the rest of the team handles his outbursts bc he's not open about why he has them, not very vocal, but there's definitely a specific thing wrong at play here whenever they happen, and maybe Jeremy has an inkling, idk, tbd)

so it really comes out of NOWHERE. nobody, NOBODY has a fucking clue. least of all Mateo. then suddenly Yanko has had enough and pushes Mateo into a wall, and kisses him, very publicly, and Mateo kisses back.

there's a whole lot that goes on behind the scenes before that first fiery PDA, and after that it all goes downhill for a while before balance is found again. anyhoo. enemies-to-lovers ftw ✊

Mateo's family is very loving and supporting of him btw <3

and that's all for now for the resident pendejo of the Trojans, Mateo Solano 👿

[midnightrainrp]

"Yeah sure, but this ain't a breakup. I can live with your line of work, love." @stayliquid

closed lyric starter for @elysianismss !! x

muse. piper steele, stripper/escort.

inspo. goodbye looks good on you — alana springsteen & mitchell tenpenny.

"I know the rules of a breakup. Delete your number and ruin your name."

[coldfilipinoricenoodles]

Those Eyes...

Contains: Angst, Fluff ish, Crack, Cheating

Characters: Luca Kaneshiro, Ren Zotto, Fulgur Ovid, and a special guest

A/N: this is the dumbest shit I will ever write LMFAO. not proofread!

Luca Kaneshiro, mafia boss and cold-hearted, cold-hearted except when it comes to you. He would come back from work all bloodied up just to smother you with cuddles and kisses non-stop. He hated everyone who got in his way and that meant he hated many, but he could never hate you. 

Purple and pink lights flashed above you in the dark room with loud music filling the vicinity, “I’ll be right back. I’ll go get us some drinks princess,” Luca said as he kissed your lips as a temporary goodbye. You watched him walk away as a couple of familiar faces sat next to you at your table at the club shortly after he left. You observed your surroundings recognizing Fulgur Ovid and Ren Zotto. You raised an eyebrow at them wondering what was going on (A/N also wondering why nijisanji en’s fuckboys were all here lmfao:0) 

“What the hell do you guys want?” you said in a condescending way knowing Luca would be upset if they tried anything with you. 

“Chill out kid,” Fulgur started, 

“We’re only here to help you on what’s going on,” Ren added. 

“What… what do you mean?” you said as Fulgur’s eyes drifted over to the bar.

You looked over intently to see Luca… with a girl. A girl with short purple hair and blonde highlights.  He was standing right next to where she was sitting, resting his head on his palm looking at her with those same eyes. The same eyes that he looks at you with. The eyes proving that he loves you, or that he loved you at one point. 

You looked down at the ground with millions of thoughts going through your head: when did he stop loving me? Did I do something wrong? I should have expected this, I was never good enough. 

Ren put his gloved hand on your shoulder, “If you want us to ‘talk’ to him, we can,” he started. 

“It’s no use,” you replied with tears already flooding your eyes, “It’s probably my fault anyways,” you said in a near whisper. 

“Hey don’t-” Fulgur was interrupted by Luca's shadow looming over him. 

“The hell you think you’re doing?” Luca began.

“That’s enough,” you looked at Luca with tears in your eyes. 

Luca looked at you with concern in his eyes. His eyes. Those stupid eyes. Those stupid lying eyes. You looked at Ren asking if he could give you a ride home. He nodded. Him and Fulgur put their hands on your back and started walking until you felt a hand pull your arm back breaking you from the two boys’ grasps. 

“Please tell me what this is about baby!” Luca looked at you again with those damn eyes. 

“Are you fucking serious Luca?! God you’re just pretending that you didn’t just eye fuck that girl over there?!” you said with a shaky voice. 

“Pffft-”

NO WAY THIS CUNT JUST SAID PFFT. You opened your mouth to argue some more but were interrupted by Luca laughing. 

“HAHA ok then. ‘Side hoe’ come over here,” HE waved over the girl- oh wait.

You looked to where his hand was waving to ready to beat a bitch up and saw… Aster Motherfuckin’ Arcadia. You then noticed who the 'girl' Luca was looking at was...

“Oh my God.”

A/N: This is so dumb istg LMFAO its also 2:42 am so you know how I got this idea

[0shewrites0]

After everything happened from S5, I think we owe Lucas an apology for getting accused of being a "snake cheater".

Babes.

Wtf is everyone on about, claiming Lucas to be a cheater*??? For all we know he’s not? Yes, he brought back Blake, but do we ever see them all over each other and snogging each other’s faces off and stuff? I DON’T THINK SO. That’s boy’s pining hard for MC and everyone knows it. Hell, even BLAKE KNOWS IT. That’s why she asks MC for tips on how to get Lucas on her good side. Didn’t you ever think how desperate and petty that was? Asking the girl he’s still hung up on for advice on how to basically get him to be hers, bruh 🫠

And all this is besides the point that they’re not even in real relationships. Not at this point. Casa Amor was always going to be a challenge and he acknowledges that too on their roof terrace chat after Stick & Twist.

The more I think about it the more it’s something I can forgive very easily. Especially knowing (or more like, headcanoning) what went through his head during Casa Amor and how his anxiety hit him hard. I’ve said it so many times but Lucas really really only wants MC, period. Blake was a mistake, a misstep, but never anything real and I’ll die on that hill.

* I got another anonymous ask about Lucas having cheated previously (he admits to that on one of the roof terrace chats). They wanted to know what my take was on that and all I’ll say to this is, yes, he cheated and that’s awful. But it happened once and we don’t know the whole story. Maybe his ex did something that made him cheat on her. Or maybe she DIDN’T give him what he asked for and then he cheated. It’s no excuse, obviously, but stuff like this happens all the freaking time. Also, I feel like all that happened a loooooong long time ago. And it’s not like Lucas is a fuckboy who “beds everything that walks” because, I mean, his body count is 7. I think it was an honest mistake and he made his peace with it. Maybe it was at a point in his life where he didn’t know who he was and what he wanted. But he doesn’t regret it anymore because he forgave himself for it and I think we should too.

[scnsualforalphas]

@alphascnsual Not sure why I let you talk me into this, ugh... I'll let you know how it went. You better make it up to me if it's a disaster! :-*

Jonah took a deep breath after sending the text to his friend Luca, letting the phone slip into his pocket as he walked to the spot where he was supposed to meet his date. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, getting slightly annoyed with himself for actually feeling nervous about meeting with Hudson. God, why was he so flustered? The chances of this going well were slim at best anyway. Admittedly, he had pouted to Luca about setting him up with somebody, feeling lowkey envious of his best friend's happy relationship - especially after joining Luca and his boyfriend Daniel on vacation, and realizing just how passionate their dynamic was. Jonah didn't dare to even dream of having that in his life, but was it asking too much to meet someone who would make him swoon? So Luca and his boo had apparently made it their mission to make a match - but as grateful as Jonah was about his friends' efforts, he was more than skeptical about their selection, only agreeing to this date to show some good will.

He didn't exactly know Hudson yet, not personally at least, but he'd seen the guy around. It was inevitable when the other was a college athlete and Jonah was involved in cheerleading and dance - they would end up at the same events, though the blonde rarely paid attention to the actual matches. Sure, he had noticed Hudson before. The guy looked good - okay, admittedly, he was extremely hot - and yet, his reputation was off-putting, to say the least. A stereotypical bad boy, too cool to give a fuck about anybody but himself, probably. A fuckboy with his motorcycle and leather jacket... Not an unattractive aesthetic in theory, but Jonah was already annoyed at the cocky machismo the other was probably going to throw his way in an attempt to impress him. In all honesty, it was almost baffling how Luca thought they would make a good couple. How the hell had he described Jonah to Hudson in order to talk him into this? ... Maybe it had been Daniel's idea. The guy was a sweetheart, and a total stud, but using his brain wasn't exactly his biggest strength... But those were his friends, so Jonah was going to give it a shot.

Arriving at the spot where they were supposed to meet, the blonde looked around, hands in his pocket, fighting the urge to check his phone. He was probably a few minutes early, and still... He was almost certain he was going to be stood up. Hudson certainly seemed like the type for that. Why did Jonah feel disappointed at the thought of that?!

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⠀⠀⸺⠀⠀about ★ when their lives got intertwined thanks to that old apartment in the central part of madrid, neither of them knew that they would end up being such good friends, almost like family. years after their first meeting, their bond is the same, and each one tries to be successful in their own field, always returning to the familiarity and warm of atenea's room at night, when the tiredness wins. one day, abril receives an invitation from the brand she is ambassor of to go to a fashion show in the city they live in, and she coincides with three idols she barely knows about. that same week they meet again at the amusement park where they go to celebrate the twins' birthday, and from then on it seems that destiny is determined to bring them together no matter what ━not that they're compaining at all.

★.ㅤㅤ —⠀⠀ATENEA（ mom of the group ）⠀❞ 

12 / 02 / 1996 ⊹    bang chan : from an early age she knew she wanted to be a writer. with the support of her parents and having spent the last years of high school in america, she managed to publish her first book, if we were villains, under a pseudonym. her dark narrative allowed her to sign a contract with leigh bardugo to be in charge of the sequel to her trilogy and therefore write the six of crows duology. thanks to her anonymous influence, she even managed to co-write the screenplay for the percy jackson series and continue to live a normal life in the spanish capital, playing her guitar, crocheting, scribbling whatever on her journal and travelling between the english-speaking country and the appartment she shares with her best friends.

★.ㅤㅤ —⠀⠀MIGUEL（ dad of the group ）⠀❞

⊹    07 / 04 / 1997 : tied to la latina, his neighbourhood in madrid, by his hard-working single mother and a mechanic's garage where he works with his uncle, miguel got a scholarship at university to study computer programming. with a reputation as a fuckboy but a heart of gold, he would put his group of friends ahead of any girl. he is calm and reserved, able to bring order when the energy overflows, but also the first to join the party when it's proposed as a plan. with a modest passion for tattoos, he has been in charge of getting his friends' tattoos and piercings done. he's a very familiar and warm boy, dedicated to his loved ones.

★.ㅤㅤ —⠀⠀CARLA（ calm kinky badass ）⠀❞

21 / 03 / 1998 ⊹    kim seungmin :  after deciding to move from her sister's appartment in barcelona to study her dream career, carla has worked hard to get to where she is. her grades never fall below an a+, dedicated to the study of psychology, dog and coffee lover. she wouldn't turn down a good book, although she prefers podcasts about real crimes. she likes carmine red, and old money core, always well dressed and sharp eyed. she's been a kpop fan for years, stay since predebut, although very few people know her real music taste. her collection of stray kids albums is as secret as her mind is mischievous, always longing for the spiciest experiences in her bed.

★.ㅤㅤ —⠀⠀LEO（ depressed sunshine ）⠀❞ 

⊹    15 / 10 / 1998 : surrounded by high expectations and toxic behaviour, since his father separated him from his italian family and took him to ibiza, leo became a taciturn child. with bad looks and a tempestuous temper, he fought against his parents until they let him study architecture in the spanish capital, far from their influence. retaining that rage that moved him and a slight addiction to smoking, he met his friends sharing a cigarette after his first boxing class at the gym. a fan of cats and inseparable from his nintendo switch, it has always been clear to him that his future is his own, and that he will fight to achieve the stability he was denied as a child.

★.ㅤㅤ —⠀⠀LUCAS（ drama queen bastard ）⠀❞

⊹    18 / 05 / 1999 : despite being twins, lucas has always adopted a big brother role with isabel, in a desperate effort to protect her from witnessing their parents' pathetic attempt to save their marriage. living in a home where yelling and arguing are the usual stuff, lucas found refuge in numbers, which always ended up making sense in some way, and in becoming the most feisty and impertinent kid possible. dedicated to the hook up culture but even more to his group of friends, lucas is the most iconic chess player ever known: slender and vibrant appearance of guaranteed laugh, chaotic bisexual energy and sarcastic remarks.

★.ㅤㅤ —⠀⠀ISABEL（ soft golden retriever aura ）⠀❞

18 / 05 / 1999 ⊹    seo changbin & lee felix :  the sunshine blonde beauty from murcia, who gave up the unhealthy physique her parents wanted her to have by dedicating herself to taking care of her body and achieve the muscles of one of the best swimmers in her hometown. wanting to grow big enough to protect her twin brother from the demons that assaulted him when no one was looking, isabel gave up college and her future as a doctor to dedicate herself body and soul to the gym and the pool. highly confused about her love life, she finds a peaceful state of mind while playing the piano and building legos. every chance she gets she grows her nail polish collection, a little hobby she has cultivated while also growing her self-esteem

★.ㅤㅤ —⠀⠀LARA（ idgaf artsy energy ）⠀❞ 

01 / 07 / 1999 ⊹    hwang hyunjin :  spending her afternoons after school at the museum of contemporary art in cuenca, where her father works, was one of the reasons why lara became interested in art. she grew up among brushes, watercolors, canvases and paintings, always eager to learn anything related to the different styles used in all the paintings she saw on the internet. she ended up traveling to madrid to study art history, wanting to save enough money to travel to italy and be able to dedicate herself to any museum that decided to hire her. hippie-looking and friendly, the snake bites she asked miguel for and her frown hint the complex personality of a girl who will plan your murder if you disturb her, especially if you interrupt her when she's doing puzzles.

★.ㅤㅤ —⠀⠀ABRIL（ chaotic partner in crime ）⠀❞

02 / 06 / 2000 ⊹    yang jeongin :  as the older sister of two teenage boys, april has always taught them about the importance of respecting and being respectful of those around you, especially women, who usually always lose out in any conflict. and thanks to her fierce yet gentle way of looking at life, and her bubbly personality, she made a place for herself in the spanish-speaking influencer scene. recording little vlogs of her day to day life, sharing beauty tips and her opinion on the latest fashion caught the attention of the number one on the spanish textile industry, selecting her as the ambassador of their brand to go to fashion catwalks. obsessed with makeup and paris, kpop enthusiast and lover of sunny afternoons, it is thanks to her that her followers adore all her friends, always talking about them with infinite love and affection.

★.ㅤㅤ —⠀⠀NOA（ problematic reckless behaviour ）⠀❞

20 / 09 / 2000 ⊹    lee minho & han jisung :  the chaotic maknae of the group, with her hyperactive energy and infectious laughter, is the truly description of danger. tired of traveling between her father's home and her mother's apartment, and the victim of an amicable divorce, she knew her only option was to develop her talent for dancing in one of the most famous studios in madrid. and when she was lucky enough to get in, and find a group of girls looking for a roommate, she knew life was smiling at her. with two cats and a delightful love for food, noa is always the life of the party. outgoing and fearless, she is determined to live life to the fullest, not caring in the least what others think of her, and making life miserable for her friends, who love her madly.

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[andiatas]

Came across a ff idea in my notes yesterday & I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. Imagine:

Hamish & Priya money laundering through real estate

Bobby as a master pickpocket & con-artist

Suresh & Marisol working overtime as the gang's lawyers

Jakub & Dylan as the no-thoughts-just-vibes muscles

Levi, Jake, Lucas, Youcef, Marshall, Lewie, Roberto & Joyo are all "honey traps" (need someone sweet or charming? Jake or Lewie. need someone smooth? Roberto, Youcef or Marshall will get it done. need a classic fuckboy? Levi, Joyo or Lucas, depending on the situation)

Chelsea always gets sent out to distract the police & it works every single time

Will partake in art fraud

Need a makeover or a disguise of some sort? Lottie & Grace has you covered (though they can't stand each other so everyone knows not to call them in at the same time)