#reader x luke

[admrlthundrbolt]

Tongue Tied (Luke x Chubby Reader)

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Luke believes that his luck in love ran out before he was even born. So after weeks of Marnie trying to set him up, he finally accepts. Will it be a wonderful night or a disaster. And how exactly has he been entranced by them. Could they have a secret of they're own.

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Hey guys, I'm back at it again. I had a hankering to watch some spooky Disney movies. So I watched the Halloweentown series for the first time. I am so disappointed that I hadn't seen it before. But no time like the present. And like many before me I was enamored with Luke. This is the result. Hope you enjoy.

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Luke had always known his luck in love was lousy. But he thought college may give him a leg up. Tons of new and different people to get to know. It was only a matter of time before he met someone he was compatible with.

As he paced his dorm room, he had to reconsider his choices. It had been months, already, a whole semester had come and gone. Yet he struck out again and again. Frowning he decided a walk could help him gather his thoughts.

Leaving the dormitories a bright flyer for a neighborhood block party caught his eye. Causing a memory to jolt in his mind. Rushing back up to his room. He hurriedly sent a message to Marnie.

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She was practically skipping around her room, listing off all the great things about you. “She's so sweet and good natured. Quite the book worm too, but that doesn't keep her from enjoying a good movie. You guys are going to get along so well.” She gave him a look, wiggling her eyebrows and everything. “Not to mention she is totally cute. You see her and just want to squeeze the life out of her she's so adorable.”

He tried to hide his blush behind the soda he was drinking. It seemed like you were the total package. So what would you want with a guy like him? Between his ugly mug and uglier past. Would you really give him a chance. “If she's this great, then why set her up with me?”

Marnie frowned as she took in his downtrodden expression. Why was he always so hard on himself. Still she gave him a reassuring smile. “Call it witches intuition, I know you guys are perfect for each other. You'll be each other's yin and yang.” Seeing his mood not brighten, she thought a new detail may lighten the situation. “Besides I told her you were interested already. You would not believe how excited she was.”

His face fell into his hands with a groan. What was he kidding, he would just mess this up too. But then a sudden idea came to mind. Head shooting up, his wide eyes stared at his friend. “OK, but on one condition.”

She nodded eagerly, anything to make the perfect match.

“You make me look human for the date.” He watched as her face fell. Scrambling to make his case, he almost fell from his seat. “Look I just want to make the best impression. We both know that I'm more confident when you take away the goblin features.” Running his finger through fluffy hair he sighed. “I don't want to mess this up. I mean like you said, we're made for each other.”

Nose scrunching in annoyance she crossed her arms. “Is it really the only way you'll agree.” Nodding he watched her resolve crumble. “Fine let me talk to my Grandma and we'll see what we can do.” She wanted to be angry with him. But as the wide grin settled on his face she found she couldn't. If this was what got the two of you to meet then so be it. You really did belong together. Hopefully you could knock some sense into him on your date.

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You shuffled in front of the movie theater. Nerves and excitement burning in you veins. You had been a bit skeptical when Marnie mentioned a blind date. But after all the good things she had to say about Luke. Well if he's half the guy she claimed then you were willing to try.

He swatted Marnie's hands away as she tried to straight his coat for the millionth time. She had been fretting over him since they met up. It was making his anxiety flare up terribly. If he hadn't already agreed to this he might head home. But there was no way he could disappoint his friend or a sweet stranger. So he took a deep breath and cleared his mind. “OK, I think I'm ready.”

Her smile widened. “Great. Now don't forget that the spell only last a few hours. Even though I still think it wasn't the best decision to begin with.”

Glancing at a nearby window, he couldn't help but admire his handsome face. He doesn't hate his goblin features, they just made him self-conscious. Especially when meeting a cute girl for a blind date. “I know how you feel, you've told me a ton of times. I just want to make the best first impression I can.”

She reluctantly nodded and spun him around. “OK, start with the movie, then dinner afterwards. The perfect first date.” She pushed him in the direction of the cinema. Grinning all the while.

He got to the theater in a few short moments. Still this was a new territory for him. Even with the artificial glow up, his heart was hammering. Steeling his nerves he turned the final corner and paused. There was no way that was his blind date. Looking up and down the street he knew there must be a mistake. You were the only person standing in the place Marnie had set up as a meeting spot. You were gorgeous, the vision of a goddess. Your plush body complimented well by the outfit you had chosen. He was enamored with the sight of you. It made him all the more sure of asking for the makeover. Making his way over he called out your name.

Spinning towards the call, you smiled warmly. Only for your brows to pinch in confusion. You could have sworn that Marnie said he was a goblin. So why was this human guy saying your name. “Hi, are you Luke?”

His grin broadened. “The one and only. It's nice to finally meet the girl that Marnie keeps talking about. Putting a beautiful face to the name and all.” He mentally cheered at your flushed cheeks. Maybe he could charm you into not caring about his face.

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He held the door open as you both exited the cinema. “Can you imagine how much they spent on fake blood? I mean that scene at the end with the bloodfall.” You looked up at him as you gushed about the movie. Going on about the special effects and detail of the props. It was endearing how much you seemed to love movies. He loved your reactions and random comments. Every so often you would tug him towards yourself and whisper something in his ear. He always had to hold back a shiver at your cute action. Every moment he spent in your presence made him open up just a bit more. As if you were drawing out his true nature, without even meaning to. You were so sweet and inviting, it was impossible to not like you.

He tug subconsciously at his ear as he smiled down at you. “You know, you don't strike me as the type of girl that would be interested in a movie like that.”

You gazed at him with glittering eyes. “I love all kinds of movies. They're a great way to bring any story to life. Everyone's story deserves to be told.” If he became anymore enamored with you his heart may just beat right out of his chest.

As a nearby clock chimed loudly you wrapped your plush arm around his own. Surprised he had to stop himself from jumping. “Oh, I know just the place for a great bite. If you like diners that is.” Your full cheeks puffed up as you grinned widely at him.

“Yeah, I could go for a burger and shake.” His own smile spread as you made your way down the block.

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Dinner went even better than the movie. He could hear you talk for hours about anything. But the captivating way you spoken about movie was delightful. You listened to every opion he gave and giving your own in an intriguing way. It made his thoughts feel validated and encouraged.

You both enjoyed the food. He had to agree with you, it all tasted amazing. Though there was an awkward pause when the waitress brought out his shake with two straws. She threw a wink to your table and left.

With a small yet genuine he slid the glass towards you. “Go ahead and try. It's way to much for just me anyways.” He flushed at the sweet smile you gave him. Only for his grin to broaden as you shifted to second straw to him.

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Now you were strolling through the park. Your arm wrapped around his once again. Supple body pressed against his own. Enjoying the quiet peace and pleasant ambiance together.

You look up at him with dazzling eyes. “I've really enjoyed tonight Luke.” You gave his arm a tight squeeze, smiling softly.

He couldn't help but mirror your expression. It really has been one of the best nights of his life. He honestly wanted to hit himself over the head for not listening to his friend sooner. “I have too. This has been great. But don't tell Marnie, her head would get to big for her body.” He flushed at the sweet giggle you let out.

As the town centers clock chimes the late hour, he swiftly stops. Feeling his face shifting, he tries to turn away from you. Noticing the sudden change, you grip his arm tighter and ask what's wrong.

“I I I need to go.” He desperately wants to run. You couldn't see him like this, it would ruin everything. He covers his face with his hands.

Worried that he could be hurt, you pry his hands from his face. He squeezes his eyes shut, not wanting to see the disappointment on your face. “Luke, please, tell me what's wrong.”

His eyes widened in shock. Staring down at your face, he was surprised at what he saw. Your were worried, your eyes glittering with unshed tears. “I'm a monster, that's what. Or actually a goblin.” His shoulders sagged in resignation. “I ask Marnie to change my appearance so I would have a better chance with you. But I guess I was having such a good time, I didn't realize the hour. I understand if you want to never see me again.” His posture slouch further as he thinks about how stupid he was. That he would ever have a chance with a girl like you.

Bringing your hand to his cheek, you guided his eyes to yours. “Luke I've known from the beginning that you were a goblin. Marnie has shown me pictures of you before.”

His brows pinched as you admitted this. “You knew? And you still wanted to go on a date with me?”

You nodded enthusiastically. “Of course, how could I not. She could only say good things about you. I was actually the one who suggested the date.” Looking away shyly, you gave him a bashful grin.

Shaking his head, he smacked himself on the forehead. Sliding the hand down his face, he sighed. “I really have been dumb.”

Your melodious giggle sounded through the air. “How about you make it up to me on a second date.” He straighten up and hastily agreed. “I can tell you all about my heritage. I am an eighth troll after all.” Your smile widened at the disbelief on his face and the barrage of questioned that followed.

[randommultifandomrants]

Being a girl is: wanting to go to bed early but deciding to just get on tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 for a little bit and then end up finding a fic series that you really like and read until well past your usual bedtime then keeping on because it’s already past your bedtime. Then being mad when you wake up in the morning because you overslept your timer.

[bethsvrse]

me staring at my ceiling after y/n does the most FLABBERGASTING thing ever

[poltoreveur]

I can’t fix him but I could fuck him.

[percabething]

when the fandom is so small that everybody knows everybody

[yawneon]

how i look at my screen after y/n just got called kitten/puppy/bunny

[cruel-seduction]

It’s like a full-blown addiction, but instead of drugs or booze, it’s this fictional guy who’s got her wrapped around his finger. She knows it’s fucked up—knows she’s out here daydreaming about someone who’s not even real—but who cares? This guy? He’s everything. He’s charming in the worst ways, flawed in every possible sense, but there’s just something about him that has her hooked. He doesn’t even know she exists, but she’s ready to fight anyone who says a word against him. Seriously, she’ll defend his honor like it’s a fucking life-or-death mission.

He’s a goddamn trainwreck, but he’s her trainwreck. She’ll put up with all his baggage, his emotional scars, his dark sides, because somehow, that brokenness makes him feel more real to her than any real guy could. He’s messed up, but she’ll fix him in her head every single time. Maybe it’s that thrill of knowing he’s dangerous and untouchable that makes him even more irresistible. He might break her heart in a hundred ways, but it’s the kind of heartbreak that makes her feel alive, even if it hurts like hell.

And it’s never gonna happen, right? She knows that. He’s not gonna waltz into her life and sweep her off her feet. But it doesn’t matter. Because she gets to have him on her terms—no messy reality, no awkward first dates, no risking her heart for real. He’s always there when she needs him, in that perfect little bubble of fantasy she’s built for herself. And maybe she’s a little crazy for it, but at least with him, she’s never disappointed. Every time she replays his scenes, reads the fanfics, imagines their future together—it's like a high she can never quite shake. She knows it's all just a mindfuck, but she’s never felt more alive.

[alana-reid-2005]

we all joke about and objectify this man, but do we stop to think how sad his story is? he grew up friendless and ruthlessly bullied for being a literal genius. constantly picked on by his coworkers, and he’s never in on the joke. he’s always being laughed at, never laughed with because no one understands his existentialist humor. he never has plans or places to go on the weekend after work. he goes to work then goes to his lonely home with all his books to keep him company. on occasion, he haunts the chess table at the park or meets with an old professor. no one takes the time to appreciate his weird little quirks. no one took the time to ask him if he was okay after the several traumatic incidents he endured. no one takes care of him because everyone’s too busy leaving. he could be a male model, yet he’s never thought of himself as attractive. when he does find love, he’s brutally stripped of it before he can blink. spencer reid, the lonely genius who learned of love too late and loss too soon.

[blac-ivy]

One thing golden era Wattpad writers had going for them was that they knew the importance of a buildup. I'm of the opinion that the sexual tension is WAY more satisfying to read than the actual sex and quite frankly there is a serious lack of non smutty writing.

Like I really miss reading fics/ x readers that start from scratch. Meeting the characters, initial reactions getting to know them, the tension the jealousy the TENSION the freaking tension.

Looking and looking away when they get spotted, touches that feel like they linger but perhaps they didn't and they're both so hot for each other that they think it's wishful thinking. And I don't mean just sweet sunshine romances, darker works can have a buildup too but it seems like so much is just about getting to the smut instead of the psychological aspect.

Bring back the build up!!!!!!!

[natti-ice]

being completely obsessed with him stretching you out

18+ mdni

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he’s always been very well endowed, when you first started hooking up you realized he’s much bigger than anyone you’ve ever been with before- at first it was intimidating, until you found out how much you love being filled up by him. He gently runs his tip up and down your slit, making you whimper as it gently grazes your clit, he lets out a pleased hum as he watches your reaction. “Easy baby, I’ll be gentle I promise- stay still for me” you try so hard to ground yourself, gripping onto the bed sheets as you anticipate his entry, you could feel your arousal dripping down to your ass. He lines himself up with your entrance and slowly slips the tip in, immediately his girth starts to stretch you, you always gasp softly no matter how many times you’ve done this it still feels like the first.

A deep groan rumbles through his chest “shit, you’re so fucking wet for me sweetheart.” your eyes shut as the pleasure washes over you, he slowly pumps into you adding a little bit more of his length with each stroke until he’s all the way in. You can feel every detail of his cock against your walls, you’ve never known such bliss before- you didn’t even want to cum, you wanted to stay in this moment forever.

[winnysplayground]

“i can fix her, i can fix him, i can fix them”

i think we need to work on you first.

[randommultifandomrants]

Being a girl is pt.2: deciding you’ve read enough fics for the moment and swiping out of the app just to re-open tumblr or open wattpad/ao3

[florasheart]

I DON’T WANT SMUT I WANT FLUFF OR SOME GOOD ASS ANGST GOD DAMN IT

[love-at-first-sight-23]

Welcome to the world of “Being in love with a person who doesn’t exist in real life but you pretend they do anyway because you’re obsessed” ✧˖*°࿐

[percabething]

“you better not be drinking and getting pregnant behind my back”

ma’am, I read fanfics on tumblr to fall asleep

[poltoreveur]

“He’s a villain! You only like him because he’s hot.”

Okay and?