#rip luke

[hotcupofdragons]

The grief and rage of losing a child could burn down the world. - Catelyn Stark (Michelle Fairley) Game of Thrones - Histories & Lore: The Dance of Dragons

ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS...MAMA RHAENYRA IS GOING TO BURN SOME SHIT DOWN AND I WILL STAND BEHIND MY QUEEN.

[serathereadaholic]

Who the Wolf loves, Better in black—

"Maybe there’s a reason the ceremony calls for two witnesses. Four is a stable number. Safe. Three forms a shape with a much sharper point."

Sooo... I'm guessing Doritos/Nachos isn't gonna be Luke's favourite snack anytime soon?

(silly jokes aside tho, that's a badass line Cassie slayed with)

[tealvneu]

In your fic Genesis in Daylight how would hermes have reacted if he found luke at the grave

he would go through these feelings in this exact order:

rage (how dare someone impersonate his son?)

disbelief

realisation

jubilation

and then he'd immediately whisk luke away, never to let him leave his sight again lol. he wouldn't even tell anyone; if he could, he'd keep luke in his palace for all eternity!

[cupidishscribbler]

that ethabaster omega4omega post got me thinking about omegaverse and heat and living dildos

omega!Ethan x alpha!Luke

Luke is a big ole horndog on a regular day but Ethan generally has no time for that nonsense. He's here to work and fuck all else. Except for when his heat comes. When he's in heat, the only thing on his mind is getting something inside of him and riding it into the sunset. Luke, as an alpha and notorious manwhore, thinks he can handle any omega even when he's not in rut. So when Ethan's heat starts approaching Luke volunteers himself to *coughs* throw Ethan a bone. As they say, pride goeth before the fall.

It starts off normal enough. Ethan lies in bed while Luke fucks him missionary. Been there done that. But obviously, Ethan's in heat so he's gonna need more than a few rounds. After a while, Luke's back and legs are starting to get tired but Ethan has enough heat-induced stamina to last him a week, so he flips them over and starts riding Luke. Luke is a-okay with this. He might be too tired to do the fucking but he's happy to lie back and be a pillow princess for a couple of rounds. Only, it does not end up being a couple of rounds.

When Luke's knot catches (for probably the third time) he thinks he's going to get a bit of relief. Ethan stops for maybe a couple of seconds before starting right back up, fucking himself on Luke's knot. He keeps going until the knot dies down, swells, and catches again. And again, and again, and again. Luke is just lying on the bed, limp as a deflated wacky waving inflatable arm-flailing tube man, and Ethan is bouncing himself on that half-deceased alpha weiner like there's no tomorrow. He is very focused in getting what he wants, and the literal only thing his heat-addled brain wants right now is an alpha dick going in and out of his hole. Ethan fucks Luke well past the point of dry orgasms. Luke isn't even capable of getting hard anymore by the end of the night, but that doesn't matter. He doesn't need to get hard. Dildos don't need to do anything other than sit there and let their omega owner use them until satisfied. And Ethan's not gonna be satisfied for a while yet.

[a-mysterious-ghost]

Rewatching "Keith the Delivery Guy" and the part where Luke starts doing a scene by himself while the other three make fun of him and then play ping pong in the background- I'm convinced that the reason he did that was so that the other three could come in as the soldiers they were playing. Like, in his head, he would start talking, and the other three would burst in and rescue him, which would be harder for them to do if they were in the scene with him. The fact that no one caught on to that, well, that just makes the fact that they let him struggle on by himself much funnier. Sorry, Luke.

[vividdreamer]

we know aemond has curly hair and he makes his chamber maids straighten it with a hot comb every morning

[renee-writer]

🤍🕊️

Family has started trickling back to their hometowns after my son’s passing on Friday.

The funeral isn’t until this weekend (I’ll post details soon), but life pulls people back to work, responsibilities, and they’ll return again to Dallas soon but I don’t want anyone to leave.

I wish time would pause.

I wish everyone could stay.

And I find myself asking questions I never knew I’d have to ask.

Are we allowed to laugh while mourning the death of our son?
Are we allowed to sing praise and worship, jumping up and down, hands lifted high like we’ve been doing? 
Are we allowed to play games with family, run through the house smiling, and feel moments of lightness?

How can sorrow and joy exist in the same breath?
How can grief be so heavy, yet the presence of God feel so tangible and near?

I’ve never done this before. I don’t know what’s “right” or “wrong.”
Can I still share our life?
Can I process my feelings out loud with the people who love me most?

It feels good to cry.
And sometimes I feel guilty when I’m not crying.

I wish I could hold Luke in my arms right now. But if I’m honest, I know what that would have looked like, his body tight, muscles stiff, spasms stealing his peace. And then I remember… that’s not his reality anymore.

He is literally 100% made whole.

I am heartbroken.. but JESUS, I am so blessed knowing he is with You now, God. I know his body feels relief. I know he feels freedom. And somehow… I feel it too.

The weight Luke was carrying, I was carrying as well. And now, that weight has been lifted.

I am sad.
And I am grateful.
I am grieving.

Both can be true.

Via Facebook

RIP Luke

[brittanagirlcrush]

One of my earliest OTPs ... I was writing fanfic for them before I knew fanfic was a thing. Luke & Laura forever.

RIP Luke