#luuuke

[armitagehuxsleepschedule]

people in the star wars fandom: the sequels are so dumb and stupid i miss the eu, which was badass and cool and not stupid

the eu:

[st-just]

Laying miserably in bed with an objectively trivial head cold and half-listening to the A More Civilized Age episodes about Heir to the Empire (the first Thrawn book) and like huh, specifically this book/trilogy is apparently responsible for every bit of old EU trivia I have ever heard referenced?

[ddeck]

remember when star wars made clones. but then they made clones. and then they made clones. and then they made clones of the clones

[exopelagic]

fuck R <3

[luxthestrange]

Incorrect quotes#918 Get Tissues-

Luci*Drinking Demonus looking nostalgic at the chimney*You fall inlove with a baby... with the cutest little fat folds...and then...BAM!They're gone...

A young Lucifer is holding carefully...and excitedly a baby mammon whose baby gibberish calls to him happily...but that changes to a grown-up Mammon leaving a saddened Lucifer...

Luci: But, it's okay because in its place is this...toddler with...*Chuckles at the memory*the greatest laugh in the realms...

Now Lucifer looks down to see toddler Leviathan clinging to his fee and giggling trying to climb him, which makes Lucifer smile pick him up in his arms, and nuzzle him...making the toddler giggle fit

Luci:...And then one day, the toddler's gone...and in its place a little kid that asks...*shaking head at the memory of then again a smile in his lips*THE MOST interesting questions you ever heard~

Like Before...Toddler Leviathan grows up and leaves Lucifer alone...but then runs up to him...a child Asmodeus comes to him asking him...how do creatures without tails like dogs know when they're happy?... Making Lucifer ponder is actually such a mind-boggling question...

Luci: And this keeps going on like that but you never get the chance to miss any of them because...there's always a new kid that takes the place of the old...

Lucifer watches as Asmodeus grows up and leaves but then he hears the cries of the baby twins and youngest sister who call out for him...one asking to be cuddled for nappies, the other wanting Luci's yummy cooking while the youngest wanting huggies...Lucifer scurries off to attend to the youngest with hidden glee...then they grow up and a blonde angy baby is at his feet ...for him to nurture...to his best abilities

Luci*Smiles at the memory of baby to toddler to child Satan as he raised him*...Until they all grow up and then...In that moment, All those kids you fell in love with...Walk out the door at the same time...

Sim*Crying into the squishmallow of a chihuahua*Luuuke...

Barb*Hands covering his face, shoulders shaking holding tears*Young master...my angel cake

Solo*Is on the floor...deceased, but sniffling the same*...Oh my baby

Mephisto*is looking through his phone for pictures of his baby brother*AHHH!?-

Mc:....Okay, thats enough Demonus for all of you...*Taking the empty bottles away from them*

...So I woke up and choose giving you all sadness-...just wait till they realized they can get new babies...with you...

[prettiestlovergirl]

SO IT GOES...

tw: MDNI; fem!reader; teasing; tipsy fooling around; under the table; fingering; reader has acrylics on!

concept: mom's friend's son!luke who only comes around when your parents are hanging out or for big events. song: so it goes... by taylor swift

a/n: you voted for this so... here you go! this is inspired by this post by @too-deviant ! i saw the concept and was immediately hit with inspiration. it's a bit short, but don't worry, there is a part two coming soon! i will link here when it's up. enjoy, my lovelies! 𓆩♡𓆪

was getting wasted a bit tipsy at your mom's friend of a friend's wedding reception a good idea? no. no, it was not.

but you couldn't help it! it was so. boring.

the ceremony was a drag, the small talk was unbearable, and you were going to be stuck here for lord knows how long while your moms talked the night away.

when some of your older cousins came around and offered, you just had to get a few shots! just to provide a warm buzz.

and a couple of cocktails couldn't hurt, just to keep you steady!

oh, and wait, no one wanted that bottle of champagne, right?

so here you two were, a pile of giggles and smirks as you passed the bottle between yourselves in your not-so-secret corner of the world. you both rambled on, reminiscing on old memories of your time spent together.

sharing glances and tipsy smiles when one of your mothers came by and commented about how cute you looked, how it seemed as if no time had passed.

eventually, the teasing started the same way it always did: his hand rubbing its way up and down your thigh.

it was especially easy for him to access your bare skin, the criminally short dress you wore barely covering the smooth flesh. you wore it with him in mind, of course.

last winter, you'd attended a holiday party in jeans, and you'd have thought you were in a chastity belt the way he pouted. he spent most of the evening complaining about missing the way your pretty thighs looked without the fabric, so you decided to be extra nice this time around.

unfortunately, you were starting to think that maybe you had been a little too nice when you felt his hand start moving up, up, up.

"luke, stop it! wait til we're alone!" you giggled quietly, swatting at his hand but doing absolutely nothing to deter him from his goal of getting his hand on your panties.

"oh, c'mon, baby. everybody's too drunk to even care." luke hummed in your ear, his warm breath on your ear making you shiver despite the heat. "besides, haven't felt you in so long, can't blame me f'being a little impatient."

you let out a soft moan when his hand finally found your panties, his palm applying some soft pressure before stopping, making you whine. "is that a yes?" he asked, his voice husky in your ear. you didn't even have to look at him to know he was smirking.

you bit your lip gently, glancing around the room to make sure you really were in the clear before nodding. "mhm."

he slowly rubbed circles onto your clothed pussy, relishing in the way you'd already soaked through them. "god, you're so wet..." he murmured, teasing you over your panties while you let out the occasional gasp or whimper.

"luuuke, stop t- oh." your complaint was cut off by your own quiet moan when he finally pushed your panties to the side and moved his middle finger up and down your slit. he spread your wetness around before finally easing it inside of you.

"oh, fuck." you moaned, bringing your hand up to your lips to try and discreetly muffle yourself. no one was paying you two any attention, but that didn't mean you wanted to tempt fate any more than you were!

luke draped his free arm over the back of your seat, forcing you in place and looking just oh-so-casual while his thumb found your puffy clit. he slipped in another finger, speeding up his thrusts while you struggled to stay quiet.

only you two could hear the squelching of your pussy while luke fingered you, the sounds of music and godawful karaoke blocking it out from the rest of the world.

"so. fucking. wet." luke groaned in your ear, punctuating each word with another toe curling thrust as you felt the familiar, delicious knot in your stomach start to grow. "fuck, fuck, m'so close!" you practically whined, trying to squirm against his firm grip, only to be met with his fingers curled up and made you hiss.

"you gonna cum f'me, baby? gonna be a good girl and cum on my fingers?" he cooed, to which you could only nod rapidly and dig your nails into his arm, afraid that if you opened your mouth, you would moan too loud and bring attention to yourself.

after a few more rough thrusts, you turned and quickly buried your face into his shoulder, unable to hold in your moans as you squeezed your eyes shut and came undone.

he continued to rub your clit as you came, enjoying the sting of your nails digging into his arm and the fabric of your panties scraping his knuckles while you rode out your high.

eventually, however, he stopped and pulled his hand out from between your thighs, allowing you to catch your breath. he lifted his hand up, fingers and thumb glistening with your juices all over them.

"fuck, that's hot." he stated, looking at you as he popped his thumb into his mouth to clean it off. you blushed and smacked his chest, attempting to bring his hand down. "luke, stop it!" you hissed, your blush only seeming to egg him on more.

"ah, ah, ah. i earned this, doll." luke tutted, a wicked smirk on his face as he licked all your juices off his hand, groaning at your delicious taste until your mother came by to check in on you, asking if you felt okay, telling you that you looked a bit flushed.

"don't worry, i'm here to take great care of our girl for the night." he told your mother, his best, charming smile on his lips. "in fact, i'm gonna go grab us some waters." he stated, casually adjusting his hard on under the table before getting up and walking away.

your mom continued to talk, going on about how cute it was that you two were still the best of friends, but you weren't paying attention.

no, all your attention was on your phone as you waited for the usual text message to arrive in three... two... buzz, buzz.

you picked your phone up off the table and smiled to yourself as you read the messages.

"meet me in the stairwell" "don't make me start without you."

maybe getting dragged to these random events with your mom wasn't all that bad after all...

ᵈⁱᵛⁱᵈᵉʳ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵇʸ @ᵐᵘʳᵘᶠᶠⁱⁿ

[theemporium]

💛30. grabbing onto their arm with luuuke please!! (hopefully ur not overwhelmed by luke requests but who doesn’t love him!!)

thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

30. grabbing onto their arm

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Luke Hughes was totally not in love with his best friend.

Yeah, maybe his heart tended to beat a little faster around you. And yeah, there was the fact that he went out of his way to seek you out or send you anything that reminds him of you. And okay, maybe there is also the fact that Luke will find any and every possibility to bring you up in a conversation without even realising it. 

But there was no way he was in love with you. You were just his best friend, the person in this world he would choose over anyone else, the person who he sometimes imagined kissing in a totally,platonically acceptable way. 

Nothing more, nothing less. 

At least, that was what he kept telling himself because otherwise he would lose his goddamn mind—kind of like how he was right now.

The group had decided to check out some carnival near the lakehouse. It wasn’t too far, less than an hour drive out and it was almost a tradition at this point to visit during the summer. And everything was going completely normal with two cars making the road trip, everyone packed in like sardines until they spilled out once they arrived at the carnival. 

They had naturally split up into little groups, everyone mostly wanting to do their own thing and Luke had managed to be alone with you. Which was fine, normal even. Everything was so fucking fine and so fucking normal and then you reached out to grab his arm, slapping his bicep excitedly to catch his attention and just—

You left your arm there, wrapped around his and Luke was trying so hard to pretend like he wasn’t spiralling at the small action. 

Because, despite the mantra he had been repeating in his head since the summer had started, Luke was painfully aware of his feelings for you and just how coupley the two of you seemed to act without even realising it. 

Exhibit A: the fact you share a bed every summer because there is no need to have separate rooms when you will both end up sleeping over in the other’s anyway. 

Exhibit B: everyone already thought you were a couple. 

Exhibit C: your fucking arm wrapped around his like it fit perfectly, like it was always meant to be there and now, he was coming up with a million and one excuses for you to not move it. 

So yeah, he was coping so well. 

“Ferris wheel or bumper cars?” 

Luke blinked, pulled out of his thoughts when you pinched his arm. “Huh?” 

“You good?” You asked, your brows furrowed together. 

“Uh, yeah,” Luke blurted out, almost wincing a little at how unconvincing he sounded—even to himself. “Just tired.” 

You snorted. “You napped the whole way here on my shoulder.”

“Yeah, because you kept me up all night watching that stupid summer show with you,” Luke jabbed back, something warm and fuzzy erupting his chest when you squawked in protest. 

“You fucking love it, don’t even lie to me,” you huffed, lightly smacking the same arm you were still clinging onto with your other hand.

“Not enough to stay up until four,” Luke retorted. 

“You’re such a liar,” you grumbled under your breath.  “Maybe so, but you can’t prove it,” he said with a boyish grin before tugging you along. “C’mon, let’s go on the ferris wheel. I don’t trust you in a bumper car at all.”

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[halfbloodprill]

i LOVE your luke stuff! could you do a mean!luke x reader smut where reader is his second in command on the princess andromeda? she’s his most loyal supporter and follows him around like a lost puppy

authors note- hii! i’m super duper glad u like my stuff 🤭 and ofc! i love this request sm. i hope u enjoy <3 requests r still open ;) keep sending :)

smut under cut !!!

imagine reader who just trails after luke every where he goes. she’s there to witness all of his moods. there to witness when he grins and has a glint in his eyes from triumph. there to witness his sneer when things don’t go according to plan and there to witness his fiery anger. she saw this at its peak after percy and his two friends escaped princess andromeda in the som.

luke let out a loud scream in frustration after the realization of percy’s escape.

“god fucking damn it,” he says heatedly as he storms off from the hull of the ship to the bridge.

you trail after him in his wake.

“luke, are you okay?” you ask sweetly. you’re nervous for his answer.

he turns quickly at you after your question and answers. “Obviously fucking not. Kronos needs Percy and that fucking fleece.” He scans your face as you stare at him blankly, unable to conjure up an appropriate response to validate his frustrations and disappointment.

“ ‘m sorry luke. How can I help you?” you ask sweetly as your look up at him with your doe eyes.

“I know a few ways, princess,” luke answers with a smirk. He roughly grabs your wrists and pulls you to his quarters.

And here you end up with luke fucking into you hard and fast. Your back is arched at an impossible angle. You’re whining and drooling into the sheets. your mind is numb from the sheer force and pace he has set for you. You look over your shoulder to see luke with his shirt between his teeth, abs glistening with sweat and you feel him practically stirring your insides.

“mmm. luuuke. feels so good- you’re so deep” you croon

“Yeah that feels good,slut?” he says as he releases his shirt from his mouth’s grip. “your pussy is so right you know that? you were made to be my little cock sleeve. your only job, baby girl. just to be used by me yeah?”

you nod dumbly at his words. you really were made for him. he fit you so perfectly in your snug and warm cunt.

“oh shit your cunt is so good. you’re gonna take everything i give you right? like a good little girl?” luke groans out and your pussy clenches down on him at his words.

“nghh yes. wanna be your good girl. gonna take it. i can take it, sir” you moan back at him. Luke moans at the name you call him.

“so fucking obedient.” he reached down and runs your clit at an impossible pace, hoping to push you over that edge and pull an orgasm from you.

“come on, slut. come for me. be a good girl and cum.” and at his words you feel yourself lost to your own climax. you’re whining and moaning, body shaking from the sheer pleasure you feel.

“oh shit. that’s a good girl. you’re so good. feels so fucki- fucking tight.” You feel empty suddenly as he pulls out and pulls your waist and flips you onto your back.

you close your eyes and hum at the calming of your climax.

“you didn’t think we were done, did you? that’s the first one you little slut. you wanted to help me right? you’re gonna help me now, bitch.”

he roughly pushes back in your sopping, puffy hole in one go and you whine at the sudden intrusion. “lu-luke. pleasee- too much. i’m so sensitive,” you claim as your eyes fill with your tears. your hands go up to cover your face from the overstimulation.

“too fucking bad. lay here at take all of it,” he says as he pulls almost all the way out and roughly thrusts back in you.

“oh shittt you’re still tight as fuck. thought it would be looser since i just fucked you. your hole is just too small and tight for me. yeah? that’s okay baby girl. i’ll just get you niceee and loose.” luke continues his pace.

you uncover your face and reach for his face, hinting at your desire for a kiss.

“please luke. wanna kiss you. please, sir. i’m yours,” you say quietly.

“aww my little baby. so needy for me. do you deserve it?” luke taunts you.

“yes! yesss just wanna make you cum, sir! i’ll do anything plea-please kiss me.” you whine for his affection.

he finally obeys and you indulge in a sloppy kiss. luke pulls away as he groans, close to the edge of his climax. “fuckk your cunt is too tight. i’m gonna cum. you’re gonna take my cum yeah, my little cum dump?”

you nod dumbly at his words and babble praise.

“yes yes yes!” you chant. “wanna make you feel good. take anything you give me.” at those words, luke empties himself in you. you whimper at the warmth you feel in yourself from him. your eyes fall shut and you feel a sharp sting from lukes palm.

“don’t fall asleep slut. i’ll let you have a break, we aren’t done yet. gonna paint your face in my cum next.”

[stealingpotatoes]

Have you heard about Luuke and Luuuke yet?

WAIT YES I DO KNOW THIS!! thats luke's evil murderclone or something isnt it

[justewil]

luuuke eeee .........

[en-vys]

luke and simeon - family bonding time

summary : luke can’t sleep without being by the people he trusts the most. so when simeon has errands he stumbles into the house of lamentation and falls asleep in your bed, and when simeon comes to pick him up, even he ends up staying for awhile..

warnings : sfw, nothing just fluff. and family bonding time obvi, idk if this is a blurb or not ‼️

“YAWN° why am i here?” luke says looking around the main hall. “helllllooooo?” no response. “i wonder if shes here right neowwww.” the last part he says while stretching, his arms in the air whiping his sleepy eyes.

after going into leviathans room he goes to the room by the kitchen, hoping to find you. “yawn° mom?” your voice interrupting the silence. “yes my sweet?” “eh! i meant y/n!” he says shaking his head around, almost making his cap fly away.

“i was wondering yawn° if i could sleep with you until simeon gets back from errands?” immediately nodding, opening your arms for him to embrace himself into. “can you sleep with me? yawn° i don’t like sleeping alone..”

“absolutely luke. you’re adorable when you’re sleepy y’know luke?” small grunbling noises are replaced with small soft snores. “luuuke? luke?” you say, making sure he was asleep. twirling his hair around and playing around with his hair.

as you lay there you think of what it feels like to be a mother, and how simeon, luke, and yourself resemble somewhat of a family. luke being the child, simeon being the father, and you being the mother.

after a few hours you feel a hand on your shoulder waking you up, “hey? y/nnnn? sweetie wake up.” you rub your eyes as you sit up. seeing a grinning simeon looking at you lovingly. “i can see that luke has found purchase around your waist.”

he says, flashing his one in a million smile. “you two look adorable, c’mon luke. lets go.” he continues. as he snakes his arm around luke, but is pulled down onto the bed by luke. his head now on your lap. “oh this is comfortable.” you playfully ruffle his hair, while laughing . “loud dad, loud mom.” luke babbles, another train of small snores following

simeon looks at you, “we’d look good if we were parents.. would you marry me after our studies?” you thought about it for a minute. “after.” he seem content with your vague answer.

[pucktoxicity]

I went through the page and didn’t see it so if you’ve already answered this before totally ignore me, but would love to get your thoughts on how Luke played last year and how he’s started off these past 2 games? This is just my second season watching hockey so I feel I don’t have 100% knowledge in order to “criticize” or “analyze” players performances. I feel like Luke automatically gets so much hate compared to a lot of other players and last year mostly I saw lot of people always throwing around the fact that if he wasn’t a Hughes he would not be a starting NHL defenseman, so would love to hear what your opinion on him overall as a player is :)

Love your page! 🤍

ooh hiii! i might’ve missed your message while i was IA, i am so sorry!!! i think his start this year obviously is a little off. nothing has majorly concerned me yet, because he was injured and i’ll give him a few games to get back into everything. with that being said, i think he looks better than how he looked towards the end of last season (he made some really great hits last night actually, i was impressed lol), but i just want to see… something.

you guys can also tell me what you think about this, but i feel like he just need some more confidence. i think with an offseason injury and the way last season went, there’s still a lack of confidence and trust in himself to be who we all know he could be for the team and within the NHL. i can’t tell you how many times last season you could see the defeat and self-consciousness when he’d fuck up and skate down to get a cleared puck during a PP or skate off the ice mouthing “fuck me” or “god damn it” to himself. luckily i haven��t seen that yet (and hope i don’t). i just want to see him carry the puck more confidently and i definitely want to hear adam hamway say “devils goal, his second of the season, scored by number forty-three…. LUUUKE! HUUUUUUGHES!” soon. 😁

[hamptrmaeda]

@hmapernata

maeda,,, green goinbg away slowl y ,,,, good (i donbr want 2 be greennata forevrt),,, but scare,,, what if peopl mak fun,,,,,

annnyyayway got u giF !!! luk maeda got bubbl blowr,,, wand thibg

pffffbfbtbt,,, pbbfbgbhhhhh,, 🫧🫧 :o woagh,,,, see luk,, blow bubbl,,

if peopl make fun,,? hm,,,, wellwhat does that tell u about who they r nata,,? u got dye,, wasnt ur fault,, peopl not help and jst laugh,,,

lluk luuuk,, we csn go find towl,, towl hide,,? thatmight helpp,,

!!,,bbuble,,

sso fragile,,, sso prettyy,,, canttouch or it pop nevr to b seen again. ghh,,,,, delicate,,,

ah,, bbutddont mind maedas pessimism,,!! verypretty gift,,, maeda thsnkful,,, thhank u nata. illtak care of thisi

[eclipses-circus-trash]

Yuga: Ladybugs traumatized me. Nanaho, are you even listening to me? Nanaho: I seem to have misplaced my ladybug farm. Yuga: LUUUKE!!!

[hockybish]

Luke and Maisie with the little elbow fist bump

Maisie snapped photos of the hockey player as he exited the ice. When he was about to pass her, she did what she always did and stuck out elbow so he could fist bump it.

"Good job Luke" Maisie gave him the sweetest smile

"Thanks Maiz" He had to look away so she wouldn't see light blush on his cheeks

[bellysoupset]

Bella was cold, almost too cold. She tugged at the blankets, then rolled on the bed in hopes of snuggling close to Luke, only to find out that the spot next to her was empty.

Groaning, she opened her eyes and blinked to situate herself. She was still in his room and the grey light filtering from the window told her it was still fairly early. The temperature had dropped overnight, so she could hear the wind blowing outside.

"Luke?" she called out, rubbing her eyes and sitting up. The bathroom door was open and the place was empty. She got up and washed her face, brushed her teeth before walking outside of the bedroom, in search of her boyfriend.

Lucas was sitting outside, in the balcony that was connected to his living room, bundled up in a blanket and looking out to the grey sky. It was an uncanny behavior from him and she frowned, opening the glass door that separated them and touching his shoulder.

"Lucas? What are you doing out here?"

"Uhm?" he turned his head to look at her, then tried to bring up a smile, but failed quite miserably at that. Instead he just grimaced and looked out once more, "just needed to think, that's all."

"Okay..." she shivered from the cold and circled him, sitting on his lap so she could steal some of his warmth. He was welcoming, wrapping the blanket around them both and hugging her closer, planting his lips to her temple, "think about what?"

He shrugged, "just... Just my mom, I guess."

It made her heart sink. He rarely talked about his family and when he did, it was about his absent dad. Never about his mom.

"Oh baby," Bella sighed, hugging him a little tighter, "...Do you want to tell me about her?"

She waited for him to say something, anything, a good memory... But instead Lucas shook his head, "...My father called."

Alright, Bella thought, readjusting herself so she could look at him. She had no sympathy for Kit, the man could drop dead for all she cared, but she knew that Lucas' feelings about his father were complicated, to put it mildly.

"What for?" She reached in, pushing his hair back and he closed his eyes, leaning into her touch.

"My yearly check-up," Lucas' voice fractured and suddenly Bella couldn't even breathe.

"Your... Luke? What about your yearly check up?" her heart started racing and he sighed.

"It's Monday."

Oh. She swallowed a hysterical chuckle. It was yet to come, not that it had happened and the results were bad. Bella sighed in relief, leaning in to press a kiss to his brow, "hey..." her heart was still trying to regain its normal pace. She cupped Lucas' face, "babe, you're the healthiest person I know, there's nothing to fear..." she said with feigned calm.

He nodded, squeezing her a little tighter, "I know, I just... You know I don't like doctors and stuff, that's all."

Bella nodded, covering his face with kisses, "I'm going to go with you, okay? I'll be there the entire time."

True to her word, she called in sick at work next Monday and seeing as winter break had just arrived, neither of them had classes to skip either.

The exam was scheduled for 10 AM, so she let him sleep in, double checking if they had all the necessary documents, calling the clinic just to make sure the appointment was still up.

"Luke," Bella whispered as the clock hit nine and she knew he'd want to shower and be a little sleepy before leaving, "Luuuke," she repeated, getting on top of him on the bed and kissing him awake. His lips curled under hers.

"Hey," he smiled and Bella wrinkled her nose, pulling back with an even bigger smile.

"You have to get up, babe, so we're not late."

His lips turned down and he paled, "Bella..."

"It'll be quick," she promised, kissing him again, "remember last year?"

"When I puked on your shoes?" he raised a skeptical eyebrow and she cringed. She had forgotten that part.

"Well, yeah, but I meant it was quick, wasn't it? It wasn't as bad as you thought it'd be..."

"I guess," he scoffed, rolling them on the bed, "don't wear any shoes you're particularly fond of though."

"You can always get me new ones, captain," she teased, kissing him again, "go wash up."

He had blood exams first, so he was in fasting and it was definitely playing a part on how cranky he was. She hadn't told him, but her purse was filled with snacks, for as soon as the exams were done.

"Alright, I'm ready," Lucas said, ten minutes later. His hair was still damp from the shower and darker, green eyes looking brighter than normal in contrast with his pale skin. He had hidden his hands in his jacket's pockets, but she knew they were shaking "...you drive."

"I gotcha," she dangled the keys before his eyes, "let's go."

It wasn't a long drive, his health insurance was the best in the country, they went out of their way to make Lucas' life easy. Still, as soon as she pulled onto the parking lot, he let out a groan and grimaced so much that she wondered if he was carsick.

"Luke? Are you gonna be sick...?"

"What?" his voice wasn't nauseated, just pissed off, "No. He's fucking here."

Bella wracked her brain, trying to figure who he meant. There was only one person who elicited such a vicious reaction from her normally loving boyfriend, "...your dad is here?"

"Yeah," he scoffed, a frown on and Bella looked ahead, scanning the parking lot. Sure enough there was a silver bentley parked right ahead of them. Bella squeezed the steering wheel, suddenly angry.

"What is he doing here?"

"Fuck me if I know," Lucas grumbled, the remaining of his good mood completely out of the window, "let's just get this over with."

It seemed to have slipped his mind that this meant it was Bella's first time meeting his family. Or he simply didn't care. Regardless, she was nervous and angry in his behalf as she parked the car and jumped off.

The Bentley's door opened and a man in his early sixties walked off.

She had googled Kit Howard before, but he was taller than she had expected him to be. His hair was fully gray, perfectly styled, with the same flick of hair that fell over his forehead that Lucas had. He had the same green eyes, except his were framed by wrinkles, neat wrinkles that Bella was aware a dermatologist had kept in order to make his botox look more natural. He was wearing social trousers and t-shirt, under a blazer.

It was too early for this, Bella thought sourly, eyeing him up and down with displeasure.

"Luke," his voice was smooth velvet, friendly and warm, "how are you?" he stepped in, pulling his son for a hug and Lucas was stiff in it, but he didn't push the man back.

He cut the hug short quickly, though, putting an arm around Bella's shoulder, "dad, this is my girlfriend-"

"Bella," Kit interrupted him, all smiles, "I know. Nice to meet you, Bella, I'm Kit."

She was 90% sure that Lucas had not told his father her name, considering they only spoke four times a year. Bella squinted at him.

"Nice to meet you too, sir" she shook his hand a little too hard, then turned to Lucas, "let's go? Or we'll be late."

"What are you doing here, dad?" Lucas asked, guiding the way for them. With his arm still wrapped around her shoulder and her head hitting his chest, Bella could tell his heart was racing away.

"I was in the area, you sounded a little nervous last we spoke. I thought it'd be best to come check on you."

"Lovely," Lucas' voice was dripping with sarcasm, "well, I'm fine."

"Clearly," Kit nodded, "but I'm already here, how about I stick around and we have lunch together?"

Bella felt Lucas sigh, more than she heard him, "whatever you want, dad," and then his whole body stiffened as the front desk lady recognized him and called him forward.

He was instructed to head to the room at the end of the hallway for the blood test and immediately he was turning around, eyes filled with panic.

"Hey," Bella ignored Kit's uncomfortable face, stepping forward and cupping Luke's face, "I'm here, alright? It'll be just a prickle, it won't hurt..." she stroked his cheek, "c'mon, babe, it'll be just a second."

Much to her displeasure, Kit happily sat down in the waiting room, legs crossed. Bella wasn't sure if she was more pissed he was making zero effort to calm his son down or because he was sitting there, as if this was his version of a walk in the park.

Lucas wasn't paying his father any mind, much more concerned about the exam room ahead, "Bella, I don't want to..."

"Shhh," she pressed her lips to his bicep, over the hoodie he was wearing, "it'll be over before you know it."

"I'm going to throw up," he groaned as she lightly pushed him inside the sterile room. The nurse - Gina - clearly knew him from other appointments.

"Hi Lucas," she gestured for him to sit down, "how are you holding up today?"

He groaned, white as milk, "not well," then to Bella, gulping down, "please, Bell-"

"You have to, baby," she cupped his face, pressing her forehead to his, "I promise it won't hurt at all, you don't even have to look."

"You won't even feel it, Lucas," nurse Gina agreed, moving closer on her rolling chair, utensils in hand. Lucas squeezed his eyes shut, letting out a whimper and it broke Bella's heart in a million pieces.

It wasn't right for him to be this scared, it didn't fit him. Lucas was the type to take life by the horns, this was completely out of character.

Bella hugged him with one arm, standing next to his chair, and combed his hair as the nurse wrapped the elastic band around his arm in order to force the blood flow. He audibly groaned.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck-" Lucas chanted, turning his head and hiding it against Bella's stomach, panting. She looked worriedly at the nurse, watching as she did her job as quickly as possibly.

Once the needle was in, Bella was so nervous because of how Lucas was feeling, that she felt woozy herself seeing the blood. She faltered a little, closing her eyes too and gripping him tightly, "almost done," she lied cheerfully through her teeth.

It was fast, at least, and less than a minute or two later the nurse had several flasks of Lucas' blood pocketed away and out of sight, a bandage over his arm, "there you go, Lucas. All done, breathe in."

He pulled back from Bella slowly, shaky as a newborn cat and pupils blown wide in his eyes. She let out a sigh herself, knowing a bruise would form where he had squeezed her wrist, "you did it," Bella whispered, planting a kiss on top of his head, "I'm so proud."

"Ugh, don't be," he leaned forward, head in his hands, "I feel dizzy as hell."

"He just needs a moment," the nurse winked at Bella, reassuring her, "and a cookie."

Lucas let out a weak, exhausted snort, "not really feeling like I can handle a cookie right now..."

Suddenly Bella remembered that had been exactly how she had gotten puked on last year. She rubbed his back, it was damp with cold sweat, "maybe in a bit."

He took long, deep breaths for a minute, until the world felt more steady, and then used her for support to get up. The fact that she had seen him concussed but with more stability made her even more nervous.

"End of the hallway for the MRI and then you're free to go, darling," nurse Gina told them and Lucas flinched as if he had been slapped. Once they stepped outside the room, he stopped in the middle of the hallway, refusing to move further in the clinic.

"Luke..."

"I can't, I won't," he said adamantly, jaw clenched. He hadn't gotten the MRI check up the past year, had been sent home after hurling all over her shoes and simply not returned after. Bella bit down on her lip.

"Babe, it's important-"

"I'm not going-" he shook his head vehemently, but then a cheery voice interrupted him.

"Ah, there you are," Kit said happily, hands in his pockets, unable to read the room, "all done?"

Bella threw him an incredulous look. He couldn't see his son was seconds away from a panic attack?

Lucas licked his dry lips, eyes darting from his father to his girlfriend, "I don't want to do this..."

Then Kit took notice of the situation and frowned, crisping his lips, "you haven't gotten the MRI done yet?" he sounded frustrated and impatient, "frankly, Lucas, you're an adult."

"Sir, you're really not helping," Bella snapped, planting a hand in the middle of Luke's chest, "baby, can you take a deep breath for me?"

"Lucas, you know how important this is. We don't want to be taken by surprise like it was with your m-"

Luke gagged, unable to stop and bent forward, hands on his knees. Bella jumped out of the way just in time to salvage her shoes this time, avoiding as he vomited up nothing but water and bright yellow bile, all over his father's fancy and shiny shoes.

Kit shouted and scrambled back but no one paid him any mind. Luke too worried panicking, Bella too busy handling him to give a shit about the other man.

"Shh-shh, you're okay, you're okay-" she rubbed his back with one hand, the other planted firmly in the center of his chest, "it's alright, we don't have to go in."

"I'm sorry," his voice was shot, completely hoarse and choked up, "I just can't, I can't, please-"

"I know, I know, Lu," she pressed her lips to his temple, chest squeezing, "we're not going in, okay? We're going home."

He was too out of it to understand her, but it was his father's strong voice that centered him. Kit had seemingly gotten over being puked on and he stepped closer, holding his son strongly by the shoulder.

"Lucas," he said and Bella glared at him, but the next words surprised her, "sweetheart, please breathe."

She was shocked when Lucas did take in a shaky breath, inhaling through his nose and letting it out through his mouth. He closed his eyes, doing it again, just as his father told him to once more.

Bella's cheeks burned when she looked past Lucas' head and caught Kit staring at her. He opened a reassuring, million dollar smile, "he's okay," he said calmly, "right, Lucas?"

"Y-yeah," he nodded, straightening up, "I'm okay."

"Alright..." Bella stared between the two, more weirded out than ever, "let's go home...?"

"No," Kit interrupted before Lucas' agreed with her, "he still has to do the MRI."

"Sir-"

"It's okay, Bell," Lucas reassured her, although his hands were shaking bloody murder, "I can do it."

She scoffed, "we can come back tomorrow and do it-"

"He's alright, Bella," Kit interrupted her a little harshly, squeezing his son's nape and guiding him in, "this way, Lucas."

And easy like that she was left behind, worried and pissed.

Nurse Gina stepped forward, arms crossed, carefully avoiding the mess on the floor and watched as they disappeared inside a new set of doors, "first time meeting the big guy?" she guessed and gone was the softness she had used with Lucas.

Bella nodded and the woman smiled at her in a cynical way, but not without sympathy, "you get used to him."

"He's been here before?" Bella felt anger increase inside of her, bubbling up.

"Not in a while," Gina shrugged, "back when it was Lucas' first year, I think, he came in twice. Then the big quarterback started coming with him and now you."

Vince, Bella guessed. She picked at her nails, biting the inside of her cheek, "I guess I'll wait in the car..."

"You do that, honey," Nurse Gina sounded almost as pissed off as Bella felt. Without any other option, Bella stepped out of the hallway and back outside.

It was the end of the year and the sky was grey, clouds filled with snow threatening to fall. She hugged herself and sat down on a bench in the parking lot, refusing to go back to the car out of simple spite.

Kit Howard had some nerve showing up and commanding everyone and everybody. Treating his son like that. The worst part was that Lucas let him.

"Fucking hell," Bella grumbled, glaring ahead. The minutes dragged, but finally, nearly twenty minutes later, both men walked out of the clinic.

Lucas looked even more washed out than before and although he had washed his face, she could clearly see he had been crying. He opened a painful, reassuring smile and she couldn't bring herself to smile back.

Mr. Howard had his shoes once more all shiny and clean. Perfect plastic smile on.

"You're here," Luke's voice sounded relieved as he pulled her in a hug, but Bella couldn't stop glaring at his father to hug him back. Still she wrapped her arms around him protectively.

"Everything's alright?"

"All fine, they'll send all results next week," the older man said cheerfully, causing her to raise an unimpressed eyebrow.

"Great," Bella said coldly, turning away from him and getting on her tip toes to cup Lucas' face, "are you okay?" she asked quietly.

"Yeah, I'm fine," his voice was much clearer and stronger, but his smile was... Too bright. All Kit Howard™.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah," he chuckled, eye rolling her worry, "I'm fine, Bella, don't worry"

Kit Howard was a fucking bodysnatcher, she thought, squeezing Lucas' cheeks under her fingers, even though he was giving her that soulless reassuring smile.

"Alright," she turned away from him, "it was nice meeting you, sir, but I think we have to go home now."

"I thought we'd have lunch?" Kit frowned, glancing between the two, "of course, I understand if you two had plans..."

"Yea-"

"No," Lucas shook his head and Bella gaped at him, watching as he said strongly, "no, let's have lunch, I'm starving."

She sighed, she was in for a long, long day.