#lucaorlem

[shall-we-imagine]

Been a while since I made one of these sooo...

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE MOST BEAUTIFUL AND PROBLEMATIC FUCKBOY ily so much💘💘💘💘

[the-gedonelune-times]

Azusa: *falls down* aww shit!

Luca: Jesus, why did you make it sound like your child just got stolen?

Randy: *mimics* aww shit!

Luca: Is that really the appropriate reaction though?

Azusa: ......

Randy: ......

Luca: .....alright

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Honey Trap Event 😍 Sweet Points killed me there, dude!

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New Traditions

SPECIAL CHRISTMAS PROMPT

Luca/Asana

Requested by: Anon.

Summary: Luca and Asana spend their first Christmas in Reitz, but it is Luca’s first time seeing snow.

Climbing into bed, Luca was beside her drawing in his sketchpad. It had been little over a year since Asana failed to enrol in the academy and Luca left the academy to begin a new life with her, and it was the first time they had been home for the winter season since they had travelled across the nation.

“What are you drawing?” she wondered, curling her arm around his upper arm and cuddling up to his side.

“…Um, don’t get mad, but you as a Christmas pinup,” he turned the sketchpad around a little to show her under the bright orange light radiating from their bedside lamps.

She saw her face and figure wearing a revealing elf costume, and the image was so realistic that she began to blush a deep shade of red. Pushing away the pad, she averted her gaze in embarrassment, “Why would you draw something like that?”

He abandoned the pad to his side table and kissed her lips, “Relax, I don’t expect you to do anything you are uncomfortable with,” he smiled and laid himself down on the bed, and opened his arms to invite her into his arms, “Come into these arms, where you belong.”

It certainly was cold, and she wanted to cuddle him too. She gently climbed into his arms and felt his tight embrace around her body. Her hands rested on his chest where she could feel his beating heartbeat, but her head rested on his shoulder buried within his neck. They spent a minute of peaceful silence, cuddling up to each other, and eventually her lips found his, “I love you, Luca,” she confessed.

“I love you too, Asana,” he confessed too.

She slipped down to his side as he shifted their bodies as they kissed passionately and cuddled each other. He broke away first and rested his forehead against hers, with a huge smile on his face and one on hers too.

Looking up into his sparkling emerald eyes, “You know, Christmas is right around the corner,” Asana squeezed him to bring him closer and kissed the tip of his nose, “When the snow begins to fall, we hold a festival in town to celebrate the coming of winter and Christmas.”

Hearing her mention it snows here, his emerald eyes sparkled with excitement, “…I have never seen the snow, or really had anyone to celebrate Christmas with because I was always locked up. And where I stayed, it never snowed. Of course, the academy had perfect weather all year round.”

She brushed his spikey green fringe from his eyes, and cradled his face between her hands. A pink smile spread across her face as his figure completely covered her and filled her vision, with her head buried comfortably on and between the excessive number of pillows and the blankets creating a wall of warmth around their bodies.

“…I understand how it feels to be lonely on Christmas but…we have each other now and we can begin making new memories, start our own traditions, and when we marry and have our own family, we can create a legacy,” she kissed his lips again, “Let’s make new memories together, Luca.”

She rubbed her nose against his, in response he held her close and dipped his head to trail kisses across her cheek, to trace her jawline and descending down her neck, “Sounds like a good plan to me,” he agreed, talking and peppering her body in sweet cuddles and kisses, “What was your Christmas like before your parents passed away?”

Each time he pressed his lips to her body, a satisfying jolt of pleasure rushed through her, and she drowned in this beautiful moment. Somehow, she managed to answer his question, her voice sounding somewhere between her normal tone and sweet humming, fuelled by his touch, “Well, Mom and I would cook a feast, with glazed ham and turkey for lunch. We’d play in the snow… Mom would play the piano and we sang carols…we would play board games or watch movies at night. One Christmas, Dad and I…built a fort using every sheet and pillow in the house… he’d use magic to read me stories until I fell asleep,” at the end of her story, Luca pressed his lips to hers and kissed her passionately.

As they passionately kissed and cuddled, and Luca revisited her neck with his lips and going further down her chest, Asana had opened her eyes. Something white falling outside had caught her attention, then more white specks started falling and she smiled. Stopping Luca from kissing her, she bounded off the bed and fished out there winter clothes from the drawers, throwing him his clothes.

He looked confused, “Telling me to put on clothes while we were beginning to undress is the worst insult you can give a guy,” he joked, wondering why they were getting dressed so late at night.

“Hurry up and put them on, would you,” she laughed, pulling her warm clothes of the top of her cotton pyjamas, “Trust me.”

He pulled the warm clothes over his semi-naked body, Asana helping to tighten his trousers, “These can come off soon, I promise,” she winked at him, and held him by the hand to walk outside.

Snowflakes rained from the sky above them and slowly began to cover the ground. Trees in the forest behind her home bared their skeletons and the stream flowing by her house had frozen over. She twirled in the falling snow with a smile on her face, and Luca tried to catch the falling specks of it in his palm. Seeing it for the first time, is a brand new experience and he was with the one most precious to him.

Asana watched his curious face change into a warm expression of happiness, “What do you think? The first of the snow is falling,” she smiled, and he held out his hand for her to take.

“It’s cold,” he laughed, and she laughed with him, “But, it’s also beautiful,” he said, and she placed her hand in his palm. He grabbed it gently, and began dancing with her in the falling snow, not caring that the frozen freckles of ice were dusting their hair and clothes. “Though, I thought it is supposed to pile?”

Her hands were in his as he lead them in a music-less dance in the falling snow, and she giggled at his adorable innocence, “It will, then the snow war will begin?” she smirked devilishly.

“Snow war?” he tilted his head in confusion.

“Reitz’s all in snowball fight. The town is divided in two, north versus south. Whoever lives in whatever direction will decide the teams, which we are south, and the town becomes a skirmish rink.”

“So, you all just throw snowballs at each other?” Luca smiled, he loved this town and the craziness of their traditions, “I suppose it is small enough to have an all in snowball fight.”

“Yeah, and each hit is worth one point but if you get hit you are deducted a point. Whichever side as the most points, wins, but the individual with the most points wins a prize and the individual loser gets a clump of coal. It’s fun.”

Luca was already looking forward to this Christmas, and looked around the house, “We need to make some decorations for our house. We want to make our first Christmas of many the most memorable. Oh, and we should film it,” he gathered his wand and cast a spell on the video camera inside the house to film them dancing in the falling snow to document this memorable holiday that had only just started.

“What about when we go upstairs?” Asana worried, whispering her question to him, and Luca smiled, she knew that smile, “Not happening, Luca. I swear if you film us making love, I will cast a spell on you.”

“It will be our secret,” he teased.

“No.”

“It will be only us to watch it,” he added.

“You are perverted,” she narrowed a glare at him.

He chuckled, “You didn’t pick that up from the naughty elf pinup of you?”

“You just turned a beautiful moment, into something dirty,” she glared at him, and in the next moment trip over her feet, bowling him over and landing on top of him.

“And here you are on top of me?” he smiled, enjoying the view of her on top of him. He held her so she couldn’t escape him and rolled them over so that he was on top, and hovered over her enough so the snow didn’t fall into her eyes.

She laughed and then his lips pressed on hers again. Her hair sprawled across the ground, and he pinned her hands either side of her face as they kissed passionately though slowly in the falling snow. “Luca, let’s go back to bed,” she whispered, brushing her nose against his.

He picked her up in his arms, kissing her as he carried his love back to their warm bed, and somehow managing to deactivate the flying camera for the time being. Their first Christmas at home had only begun.

[shall-we-imagine]

Peace. (Elias GoldsteinxLuca Orlem [Platonic ig] *AU*)

A/N: This was supposed to be just a drabble but as you guys might've noticed I cannot control myself and this is longer than a drabble 😂

Genre: Fluff/a bit angsty ig

Summary: Sometimes what you have to do and what you want to do are two opposite things.

(Third point of view)

"You don't understand how it's like! You've always been the perfect one!" Tears blurring his vision, the 11-year-old boy yells at his older brother, who had merely tried to calm him down and had nothing to do with the younger boy's problem whatsoever.

"Elias, could you please listen?" Maintaining a soft, calm voice, the teenager attempts to reason with the child. It wasn't rare for Elias to throw temper tantrums every now and then; being his older brothers, Alfonse and Klaus would always try to coax him into letting them take care of him and comfort him, yet sometimes, today being an example, Elias decides to remain as stubborn as could be and refuse to let them in.

"No!" The boy huffs, "I'm going to see Luca!" He turns towards the coat hanger, grasping his beige jacket and rushing towards the front door.

"Why do you keep saying that?! You know, if you leave now, father is gonna get-" slam! "..angry.." Sighing in frustration, Klaus runs his hand through his soft, curly locks. He contemplated following his brother out but decided against it; he knew he would be back soon, and a lot calmer as well. Perhaps he could find a way to ensure their father doesn't know his 11-year-old son just stormed off though..

"How many times do I have to get scolded for not being good enough?" Elias mutters, struggling to get his jacket on. "No matter what I do, it's always you could've done better." Puffs of smoke leave his freezing lips, and he mentally slaps himself for not taking time to bring along a scarf at least. It was harshly cold, but he had too much pride to go back and layer up before leaving again. Therefore, he forced his mind off the slight shivers of his body and the constant clashing of his teeth.

At the sight of the familiar tree stump, Elias's pace quickens subconsciously. It was their official meeting spot.

Sighing, Elias plops onto the wooden surface that had begun collecting tiny mushrooms all around it. "I miss when your bedroom and mine were merely two windows and a few inches apart. I wouldn't be freezing out here to see you." The blond grumbles to himself, or at least that's what he thought.

"Hey, it's not my fault! I do miss it too though." Elias's head snaps towards the green-haired boy currently taking seat on the same stump. "How have you been, Prince Elias?" The latter grins.

"Luca, you've known me since birth! I'm not royalty!"

"You could totally pass off as a prince though." You'd think the two would get tired of this argument, yet they didn't seem to be stopping any time soon.

"Whatever. I had another argument with my father." Elias confesses the reason of his visit, "and Klaus.."

"Man, why do you never visit just because you miss me?" Luca teases the younger boy.

"Because you're annoying." The Goldstein retorts.

"You're just too prideful to admit you missed me; that's all." Orlem smirks, earning a glare from the blond.

"You wish." Elias rolls his eyes, wishing the redness of his cheeks could slide with an excuse of how cold it is. He knew it was true. He always missed Luca but would never say it out loud; hell, he could barely admit it to himself.

"Anyway, you still haven't found a way to leave?" Tentatively, Elias shifts to a more sensitive topic. His gut twisted uncomfortably, as he waited for an answer. Yes or no, whichever it was; he couldn't feel true happiness. Deep down, he was aware he had to be happy for his friend if he'd found a way to escape this lonesome misery, but the selfish side of him set his heart ablaze at the sole thought of saying goodbye one more time. One last time.

Elias swore he caught Luca's smile drop a little, but it was back so fast he doubted himself. "I wouldn't be here if I'd figured something out, would I?" He jokes, but his younger friend knew him too well. He could sense the sadness within the statement.

"You'll figure something out; I'm sure." Elias attempts to comfort the other boy, hiding his own discomfort towards the statement.

"Ah, I'm a restless soul cuz my friend keeps having arguments with his family, so I need to be here for him. I haven't fulfilled my purpose!" Luca's playful self returns, as he dramatically sighs and throws the blame on his friend.

"That cannot be the reason!" Elias argues, but a flicker of guilt finds its way to his heart. "..right?"

"I don't know." Luca shrugs, "I mean I don't feel restless. I just feel bored most of the time, to be honest."

"Can you believe I've gone through this entire forest?" He chuckles, a glimmer of excitement coating his words.

"At least you found a way to enjoy yourself." The younger smiles.

"Mmhm." Luca nods.

An awkward silence fills the dark forest. They were ignoring the elephant in the room. For the first few month, they were both filled with glee at the pleasant accident- an unforseen reunion. However, now it was more of a burden; it was a mistake they couldn't fix- one they hadn't even committed in the first place but still had to find a solution for by themselves.

As much as they loved being able to see each other still, Luca was stuck in the middle of a forest, neither dead nor alive, and that wasn't the most pleasant of postions.

Even though he wasn't told what to do, Elias felt it somehow. The key to Luca's freedom was tightly clasped between the blond's hand, while he pretended not to find it.

Elias's head drops, fixing his eyes on the ground. A trail of ants was what he decided to stare at; he wasn't even sure how the moon was able to make the tiny creatures that clear to him; perhaps Elias's need to look at anything but Luca gave him super vision. Who knows.

His shaky voice barely audible, Elias lets out the thought he kept trapped for his own selfish needs. "I'm going to stop mourning you." He fought against the burning in his eyes and the lump at the back of his throat. For once, he was thankful for being late for a haircut, since his hair conveniently kept his currently moist eyes hidden.

The older lets out a nervous laugh. "Why are you mourning me, prince? I'm right here." He spreads his arms widely, in a way to show his presence.

"You're a spirit, Luca!" The smaller boy sniffles, unable to battle his own emotions.

"So? I'm still your friend, am I not?" Luca feigns hurt, but his goofy nature that always cheered up his friend had failed him this time. The younger remained silent, forcing Luca to speak up again, this time abandoning his humor and resorting to a different method.

"Elias, listen; I know you're scared I'll leave you alone, and I know you feel guilty about it, but it's normal, isn't it? Death is inevitable. Life had somehow managed to give us a chance to reunite- a chance for me to assure you my death wasn't your fault. It should've made you happier not more miserable." His green eyes stared intently at the blond, who for the first time in a while looked up from the ground.

"I know." The younger sniffles. "I want to set you free- I do, but I just miss you, Luca..I miss you so much. You never should've left me like this! I never should've agreed to your stupid idea that day!" By now, Elias's voice had gotten gradually louder. He was tired of bottling up his sorrows.

"Elias, I suggested we play here; my death was my fault- not yours, so for once, listen to me, and stop drowining yourself in guilt!"

"But..if I'd said no then maybe-"

Luca gets off the stump and stands facing Elias. "If you'd said no, I would've dragged you here either way, Elias. It's not like I would've listened. When have I ever?" Adding a small laugh, the older boy peeks at his friend's face.

"You never listen." Luca was left unsure how to feel or act; Elias had spoken the sentence and paired it with a laugh, yet streams of tears raced down his rosy cheeks.

Luca dropped to his knees, "Are you okay, Elias? I'm sorry." He didn't know what he'd done to gain such a conflicted reaction from the smaller guy, but he felt bad nevertheless.

Resolution in his eyes, Elias wipes away his tears (not that it did much to stop the streams spilling out his eyes anyway) and gives a bright smile to his friend. "I'm good. You're right. I'm glad we've had this chance; I'm glad I can say goodbye to you properly."

"I..I don't think you look very glad, Elias.." Luca gave a light, nervous laugh.

It was as if Elias could no longer hear his friend. "I will miss you, Luca, but it's time I let you go. It's time you get to rest."

"Wha..what are you talking about, Elias?" The older boy grew more nervous and confused.

"Goodbye, Luca." A pained yet genuine smile revealed itself on the blond's lips.

A reply was never given. Green eyes bore into purple ones; until eventually, Elias could no longer see the beautiful emeralds that were embedded in his memory by now. And for a few moments, the boy kept staring at the big, plain, lonely tree before him, trying to grasp the fact that he'd just freed his friend.

He was happy, wasn't he? His heart twisted in anguish, but he was content. In some strange, unexplainable way, he felt joy.

"Elias! My goodness, father is gonna kill us all if you don't come back with us now." Klaus rushes to the little boy's side, Alfonse following shortly after.

"Are you..crying?" The eldest asked in the softest voice.

"No." It was a blatant lie, everyone could tell. And even though he didn't try to seem convincing, no one questioned him.

Silently, all three walked out the forest.

Elias almost wanted to remain inside the green space, as if leaving was a confirmation he'd never see his friend again. But of course he couldn't. He followed his older brothers home. They didn't ask questions, and for that he was thankful.

By the time they reached their front door, Elias had cried his eyes dry. His siblings walked inside, but he stayed back for a few seconds and took one last look at the starry sky.

"I hope you're finally at peace." He whispered. Perhaps he'd gone mad, but he was sure he heard a familiar voice whisper back.

Same goes to you, Prince.

[shall-we-imagine]

When you're sick.

Elias:

Will probably not let you leave your bed. Like at all. He'll probably write notes in class just to give it to you and explain everything to you since you missed class. Will make sure you take your medicine on time, get enough rest, and have everything you need.

Yukiya:

Will probably stay with you all day. Read you a book; make sure you're comfortable; make sure you eat well and sleep well.

Luca:

You being sick isn't a good enough excuse for him to stop teasing you. Not really. Is your face hot because of the fever or because of the teasing? The world may never know. Still makes sure you manage to rest and get your medicine though. Will probably cuddle with you until you fall asleep as well.

Serge:

Goofy as usual to try and get your mind off of how tired you are. Gives you loads of stuffed animals for comfort. Still jumps into bed with you and the stuffed animals though.

Klaus:

Scolds you for missing class. That is, until he notices how sick you are, of course. Then, he switches to mother mode and takes care of you. Will either delay his work until he makes sure you're okay or tries to finish everything really quickly to get back to you. Will also make sure he explains to you everything you missed in class. Will probably earn a lot of teasing from Sigurd too.

Azusa:

Worried but tries to fake indifference. You can still see the worry on his face when you moan in pain, cough, or sneeze though. Makes sure he gets you the medicine you need immediately. Will force feed you if you spend too much time refusing to eat. No kidding. 😂

Joel:

Will probably make you food and urge you to eat even if you don't want to. Cuddles with you in bed. Plays with your hair and hums softly to help you sleep. Can't help but kiss your forehead or something when you fall asleep. Will probably end up sick too afterwards, but he doesn't mind, at least he still got to be close to you and comfort you.

Leon:

Not sure what to do but he tries. Will keep asking what you'd want him to do and immediately tries to do whatever you ask him to. Will be pretty happy with himself if he manages to take good care of you. (Which he probably will 😂)

Vincent:

You have to remind him he doesn't need to cook you something. Partly because he'll end up burning it or something. He insists to try though. Not the best result, but you appreciate the effort. Uses your fever as an excuse to cuddle so he can "keep you warm".

Guy:

Panics way too much. You try to assure him it's fine, but he's not having any of it. He'll be running around trying to make you as comfortable as possible. He succeeds of course. Yet he's still worried. Will probably not calm down until you fully recover.

Cerim:

Doesn't want to disturb you so he'll probably try to be as quiet as possible when he checks on you to make sure you're okay. Doesn't stay but checks on you every now and then to make sure you have everything you need.

Glenn:

Probably the calmest one of all. He's collectively and calmly taking care of you. Not gonna be there all the time since he's probably busy, but he makes sure he has a bit of time to check on you every now and then.

Sigurd:

Says he's busy and can't stay, but keeps checking on you every 0.1 second. Finally gives up and stays with you for a bit. Reads you a book until you fall asleep. Even after you fall asleep he still checks on you every now and then.

Leslie:

"I'm not worried; you're worried!!" Tries to act normal, but you can tell how worried he is. Really embarrassed because of how panicked he really is. His face is probably hotter and more red than yours. Trust me. When he thinks you fell asleep, he'll admit how worried he was. You heard him, but you keep it a secret, and he has no clue.

Mel:

Offers you a snow apple because it seems like that's the only thing he ever eats. Will attempt to get you some proper food though. You'll probably end up with a sandwich or something, but at least he tried, right? Will start talking about plants or something because that's the only thing he can talk so much about, and he doesn't want to sit there awkwardly when you're sick too. You'll probably both end up falling asleep together.

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Ok guys it’s time to end my existence