#interaction;luca

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@veteris-sanguinis a Luca for the raccoon

"You don't know what you're asking of me, what you're really asking for Trick."

He was sure he had good intentions, meant well even, that didn't change the fact of the matter. Luca had an outlet, it wasn't perfect and it wasn't regular but it was enough. It had to be enough. Still Trick wasn't giving him much rope here lately. Testing him, pressing harder and harder on things that Luca did his best to hold down. Normally he wouldn't even be having this discussion, he'd just shut it down outright and it'd be over. Things with Trick were different, always had been, and this was no different.

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Haunted Texts | Luca Prime & Luca 2.0

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@xnocturnalist

[text: Extra Luca]: Don’t you have a bed time? [text: Extra Luca]: It’s not even that scary.  [text: Extra Luca]: You’ll be fine

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Snuggles & Sweets| Luca and Fearne

@feathers-and-frustration​ is a heathen and gets a random starter

Visiting the Greys was still a rarity. They were all more comfortable at the Brooks estate but it was unfair to ask them to travel each and every time. During this trip he didn’t mind splitting his time. Edgar was a little busy and there was a small bit of time to himself that he used to head into town. A text let him know to go to Fearne when he got back. Must be a particularly bad day if he was getting a warning. While he was out he made a stop to pick up some danish pastries and a bottle of sparkling white grape juice. 

Returning he stopped by to see Edgar, just to let him know he was off for the night and get a kiss before he was seeking her out. He knocked twice as an announcement before opening the door. “Word has it you had a rough day. I come bearing treats.” He explained as he held up the paper bag filled with the assorted pastries and the green bottle.

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@feathers-and-frustration​ continued from here

The strange motions of her hand was obscured by the white spots briefly dancing before his eyes. Should he have caught a proper glance it would have been nothing more than nervous jitterings from another captive. Letting his hands return to his sides he looked her over, exhaustion overlaying his features as he considered her question. The last thing he expected was for her to ask after him. “Migraines aren’t typical for me, no. Made work hell to get through today.” He saw now real downside to being honest. The worst she could do is find ways to exploit it which would not work in her favor. If she was smart she wouldn’t even make an attempt. Exhaustion would not prevent him from proving a point. The energy could come from somewhere if he needed to.

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@feathers-and-frustration​ clicked the heart for a starter

This is why he didn’t go to Daryl. He had been assured that this wouldn’t be a laced batch. Even had someone sample it to appease the Prince. What Daryl hadn’t mentioned was the batch he gave to Luca and the sampled batch weren’t the same at all. It was all a show and now he was suffering for it. He was doing his best to manage it on his own but well that was hard to do when time slipped through your fingers and he would have felt better if his veins felt like they were on fire instead of whatever the hell this was. Heaven help whoever found him.

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Huntress and The Empath | Luca & Thea

@gothxmcitysirens​

Luca was changing out of his stained clothes when he felt a presence behind him. For a second it was hard to tell who it was through the adrenaline. Once it clicked he let out a loud sigh. “Thought you went home Queen.” He couldn’t hide the annoyance from his voice as he turned to finally face her throwing the shirt into the hamper. It had been hard enough dealing with a large crowd and trying to keep tabs on everyone. Thea was always hard to follow in events like that and he lost his thread on her again tonight. He hated it. “Lost you out there tonight.”

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The Weight of a Crown | Luca & Edgar

@feathers-and-frustration​

As Luca rushed away from Edgar he headed straight to Fearne’s room. He went straight for her bathroom and was quick to grab exactly what he was here for. Anything that could smell like her would do. Her shampoo and conditioner was his first choice. On his way out he took her pillow before he vanished to the guest room far away from this. The silence of his chosen room was overwhelming. His thoughts were too loud for the new confines yet he felt something loosen in his chest. He was quick to make himself comfortable on the couch using just her pillow. The scent wafted over him and he let it lull him to sleep. Just before he drifted off he came to face what he’d been avoiding all night. Fearne was gone. His beautiful Princess had finally been taken from him. And he his part in it was exceedingly heavy. What he feared all along was inevitable. 

Four days had passed since he left Edgar in that hallway. The next day was spent in town buying cheap trinkets to send to the girls and splurging on casual clothes for himself. Accessories were bought for Edgar knowing he couldn’t quite pin down Edgar’s style in suits. On the second day he attempted to face Edgar, put himself in common areas however that didn’t last past morning. The idea of it was too much. It was too heavy. The longer they were apart he found it simultaneously hurt him more leaving bits of him in the empty space between them. On the other hand it gave the illusion of healing and moving forward, letting that night collect dust while they went through the motions of their days. Finally he dared reenter their part of the expansive home finding himself at Edgar’s door. He knocked now instead of simply barging in. Luca couldn’t recall the last time he’d actually knocked on any of their doors Fearne excluded. His nerves were shot as evidenced by his furious and repetitive fussing with his hair.

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@gothxmcitysirens​

Luca knew the moment she entered the building she was here. Most likely to convince him to go home. That was his first thought until he felt eyes lingering on him. “Sweetheart if you wanted a show all you had to do was ask.”