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luke alvez—soft heart, strong arms, probably smells like cedar and dog shampoo. this is a shrine for anyone who’s ever fallen for the guy who holds the line and the leash. he's like existential dread in a pretty package
✦ warning: may cause heart attacks from swooning ✦
one-shots:
matchmaker
fluff - when a retired working dog named Roxy shows up on your porch one afternoon, you're not expecting to meet her too-handsome, very flustered owner. but Roxy has a plan—and she’s not taking no for an answer.
one dance
hurt/comfort - freshly dumped, you let your friends drag you out for a night of dancing, drinks, and denial. you weren't expecting to see your ex. or the stupidly handsome stranger who slides in beside you at the bar and offers a little help with your heartbreak starting with one dance.
okay is enough
comfort/fluff - mornings are usually easy. today, the mirror disagrees. but luke reminds you some days aren’t about feeling perfect. some days are just about finding something that lets you breathe.
series:
father of the baby - part 1, part 2, part 3
angst, slow burn, fluff - it was just one night. a stranger, a mistake, a consequence. but when a positive pregnancy test sends you spiraling, the last person you expect to show up for you is luke. and then he doesn't leave.
absence
angst, smut, slow burn (sort of?) - you don’t remember Luke Alvez. but he remembers you—and he’ll stop at nothing to bring you back to him.
i think its really funny how they just hauled reid's ass up on the jet with those crutches in s5, like they did not give a damn, wheels up in 30 FIGURE IT OUT PRETTY BOY
Pride of Alvez '25 - Falling in Lesbians with You.
A dashing highwaywoman dramatically rescues a Sidhe sorceress from a ruthless villain, but the pair each make a startling realization about themselves and each other in the midst of their escape...
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Kroashent is intended to explore the themes of acceptance, identity and love that Pride represents, and I hope that you come to love these characters as much as I do. I plan on doing a few for this set over the next month, sharing the different identities of Alvez, and of course, our own world.
Happy Pride from Gwae, Kathalia and the rest of the Kroashent cast (and of course from Val as well!) Stay proud, stay strong and stay seen!
Warnings: angst, me almost forgetting about Luke's adorable dog named Roxy, probably poor writing and OOC characters but whatever
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I've been writing some angst lately. It's a lot of fun tho
My requests still are closed, vibing with life like that.
Based off of the bridge of Taylor Swift's song Sad Beautiful Tragic
Distance, timing, breakdown, fighting
Silence, the train runs off its tracks
Kiss me, try to fix it, could you just try to listen?
Hang up, give up and for the life of us, we can't get back
Also the end being based off of Taylor's song That Was The Moment I Knew
Anywho, enjoy
Love Z <3
Y/N stared at the empty seat in front of her. He was supposed to be home over an hour ago. Where was he? She checked her phone again and saw that he still hadn't texted her back. She sighed as she turned it off. This wasn't the first time it had happened. She got up and began to clear away the table. Putting the uneaten food into containers and then cleaning the plates before placing them into the washer.
She glanced at the table as she heard the noise of her phone vibrating. She knew from the rhythm that it was a call, but she ignored it. She continued to clean up and get ready for bed. She heard her phone go off a few more times as she removed her makeup and jewelry. Changed into pajamas before she finally checked it.
6 missed calls and around 20 texts. At least had finally remembered that she existed. She still ignored him. She didn't want to deal with it. With him. She just wanted to forget about this. Forget that for the millionth time he forgot her.
So when the time came and he opened the door, Y/N just stared at the TV and continued to pet Roxy. She heard him drop his bag as he shut the door. She was silent as he walked over to her.
"Y/N, are you okay." She nodded, "You didn't call me back. Or respond to my text." She shrugged, "Y/N?"
"Do you know what today is?"
"Friday."
"So that's all it is? Just a friday?"
"Should it be more."
She scoffed as she stood up. "It's Friday October 5th." She crossed her arms, "Does that sound familiar to you Luke?"
"Y/N, I--"
"You promised me that you'd be here! And you didn't have a case, Luke! You...you what? Forgot? Got caught up? Lied?" When he didn't say anything she sighed and sat back down on the couch. "Luke, this isn't the first time even."
"What do you mean?"
She looked at him hopelessly, "We've been growing in distance. It feels like your never here and when you are it's like you're not! All it feels like is that you need me for is sex."
He sat next to her, "It's not."
She leaned her head back, letting it fall back onto the small table behind it. "I thought it would be different, you know? Different than when you were on the Fugitive Task Force. Different because we're married. But it seems like ever since that last one happened all that has happened is distance between the two of us." She lifted her head to look at him again, "You were supposed to be here today. Two weeks ago for date night. 3 weeks before that my birthday. 5 days before that my sisters engagement party." She rubbed her eyes, "Everyone was asking where you were and I had to tell them that you were at work." She looked down at her hands, "Even though you promised me you would take off to be at those events." She ran a hand though her hair, "And those are only in the past month and a half."
"So you're blaming my job?"
She scoffed, " I am not blaming you're job, I'm blaming you!"
"How is that not blaming my job, Y/N?!" He angrily stood up, "My job that helps pay the bills while you are jobless going through school! I mean, you seriously think I can be home all of the time?"
"I know that you can't Luke! But what I do fucking want is for you to keep your promises! Promises that you make to be here when it's important! I mean fuck, Luke, it's our 2nd wedding anniversary and you couldn't seem less interested!"
"We've had another anniversaries and we'll have more, it's just one!"
"One of how many, Luke? One of one? Two? Three, four, five, six, seven?!" She angrily stood up, "Did you know that if the couple is lucky enough to make it through their first year, they usually divorce at 7? Did you know that?"
When he didn't say anything she just let out a small scream and stormed to their bedroom. She didn't even grab a suitcase. Just clothes and a travel bag full of her bathroom products. She stormed out of the room with the bag and clothes in her arms. She grabbed her purse and keys before storming to the door.
That was when Luke finally spoke again. "Where're you going, Y/N?"
She stopped to look at him, "Anywhere else. I'm not gonna sit here and listen to you say it's fucking okay that you missed those things. But it's not. God only knows what everyone was thinking when you didn't show to my birthday and then at my sisters engagement. You should have been at both of those events! I kept looking at the door, waiting for you to walk through them, but you didn't. You didn't walk through them. Everyone left and all I had from you was a text saying sorry, you had a local case, but you were done. But the team was going to O'Keefe's and you were joining them."
"I asked you to join us."
She let out an exasperated sigh, "But I didn't, you know what I did do though?
He looked like he was thinking for a moment before continuing, "You weren't home that day. When I asked you, you told me you were staying at your sisters. When you came home I..."
He trailed off and she continued, "You got mad at me. Because I didn't respond. And I got mad at you for not being there. We went back and forth. Just like now." He walked over to her and tried to wrap his arms around her, but she just shrugged him off. He tried to kiss her but she pushed him away. "You're not even listening, Luke. We can't just kiss and make up, it's more than that."
"Then what is it? What can I do to make it up?"
She shook her head, "I don't think you can, Luke. I've been trying to get you to notice for months now, but you haven't, not once." She ran a hand though her hair, "I think we just ran our course."
"So are you suggesting, what? We get a divorce?"
"Luke, I should have done this before. After my birthday. You should have been here and if you had, I would have been happy. This was just the tipping point." She placed her hand on the door knob and twisted it open. "I'm sorry Luke. I really am."
And as she walked out of that door, that was the moment Luke knew that she was the only person he needed. And that was the moment Luke knew that he was never going to get her back. That this really was the final moment that just pushed it over the edge.
That was the moment he knew that he should have been there.
