#seriousluke

[nuggling5sos]

honestly I've always shipping you w Calum because you two would make cute af babies :) and you know what I look like so

we would have cute af babies :’)

Christmas Date: Lucas (the good A)

Eggnog Buddy: Calum

Song you remind me of: Waiting Outside the Line - Greyson Chance? idk why

Blog Rate: 10/10

ships?

[nuggling5sos]

I was tagged by Tory @frostynoseluke (thanks bb)

1. write your name in song titles V: Vapor - 5sos

A: A.M - 1D

N: Naive - The Kooks

E: Enemy Fire - Bea Miller

S: Sad Songs - The Maine

S: Savages - Marina and the Diamonds

A: Arabella - Arctic Monkeys

2. why did you pick your url? it was originally nugglinglucas but then i fell out of lukes lane and now it’s more neutral even though I’m a slut for Calum 

3. what’s your middle name? Jazmin

4. if you could be any fairy tale/fictional being, what would you be? uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..... a siren. I’ll lure men to their deaths

5. favorite color? lilac, maroon or charcoal idk

6. favorite song? this is such a hard question omfg but my 3 currents are A.M, FOOLS, and outer space/ carry on

7. top 4 fandoms? 5sos, 1d, halsey, supernatural (i guess ?)

8. why do you enjoy tumblr? idk I use it to pass time. its interesting, and I get to keep up with drama, news, 5sos, etc.

9. tag 9 mutuals

@seriousluke

@boobsmuke

@melancholymuke

@lukes-penguinn

@fivesecondsofcal

@nyxhoe

@mooncalum

@thebvbmaid

@sexkittenclifford

(this was so hard I didn’t know who to tag so I went through my activity rip) (also anyone else who wants to can do this)

[thedreamvevo]

you were eighteen when your life literally took a sharp 180 in an opposite direction. you’d been planning for college your entire high school career and was accepted into your dream university (northwestern) with an absolutely amazing scholarship offer when you came home from school during one of the last months of your senior year and were introduced to your “grandmother” by your mother, sitting on your couch wearing clothes that looked like they cost all of the college tuition you were getting out of paying. you’d nearly had a heart attack and expected cameras to flood from the kitchen and from the closet while Ashton Kutcher screamed “You’ve been Punk’d!” when both your mom and the lady… ahem, your grandma– explained you were next in line for the throne of your grandmother’s country. you were set to leave your home country the day after graduation and start learning all about the technicalities and rules and etiquette about being royalty as soon as you arrived in the little European country.

you were still trying to wrap your mind around the news you’d received when you’re mom gushed to your grandmother (which, okay, what? because you’d never even heard of this lady that was sitting across from your in your living room, and your mother was acting like her best friend?), “oh gosh, how is luke? i haven’t seen him since we met with his parents when Y/N was a baby and agreed on the arranged marriage!”

“what?” you gasped, your heart nearly stopping at the news.

“oh honey,” your mother reassured, moving towards you and comfortingly running her fingers through your hair. “i wanted to tell you for so long, but… the whole family wanted you to live a real life before you got involved in royalty and the politics of it and all.”

“but–” you sputtered, “you said there’s an arranged marriage?”

“darling,” your mom started guiltily. “his name is luke.”

you sprung up from your seat. “what the fuck?” your grandmother gasped. “you don’t tell me i’m next in line for a country i’ve never heard of for eighteen years or that i’ve been set to marry someone since i’ve been a baby and expect me to just throw away my college plans and my life here?” you paused, gasping for breath. “you’re fucking crazy.”

nonetheless, you complied because you could never really stand disappointing your mother and because Northwestern had agreed to defer your acceptance in case the whole royalty thing didn’t work out. immediately, when you arrived in your grandmother’s country, you were whisked off to lessens about the history of the country, all about their social culture and practices and customs, and whatever else you could possibly need to know. the first week in the castle you were expected to now call home were a blur, and the first sunday you were there, you were thankful there was only one meeting on your schedule. 

however, when you arrived at your grandma’s office (whom you’d actually become quite fond of), you were shocked to see an older man sitting next to a broad, young man with blond hair sitting with their backs to you in front of your grandma’s desk, his posture stick straight and shoulders square.

“Y/N,” your grandma prompted as she noticed your frozen posture at the door. instantly, the young man was standing and turning to face you, his jaw falling slack as he took in your appearance just as you were his. 

“Y/N,” you grandma repeated, rising gracefully from her chair and walking between the two of you, smiling knowingly as she introduced you to luke. also known as your arranged husband.

“your highness,” luke bowed in greeting, bending at the waist and extending his hand to you as his eyes stayed trained on your face.

you breathed your name as you thanked the high heavens you’d already learned the proper way to greet other royalty in your etiquette class and curtsied in response before taking his hand in yours and blushing as he lightly dusted his lips against it.

“luke will be staying here for a couple days in the castle, he wanted to learn our country’s policies and such before you two married so he’ll be attending your classes with you.”

you gulped but nodded anyways. 

“why don’t you show luke where he’ll be staying?” your grandma asserted. “he’s in the other bedroom in your hall.”

“sure,” you replied. you beckoned the boy- rather, man- to follow you and squirmed uncomfortably at the awkward silence that settled heavily between the two of you as you started to make your way to the other side of the castle. the only sounds in the hallways were the distant clatters from the kitchens, jovial laughs from the maids somewhere in the conference rooms around you, and the wheels on luke’s suitcase dragging across the floor. 

“so,” he started. “my uncle told me you just found out about…” he gestured to the walls of the castle and then to himself, “this… a month or two ago.”

“yeah,” you answered with a nervous chuckle, turning down a twisting hallway. “definitely did not expect this to happen.” 

luke was quiet for a moment before he spoke up again. “what was it like?”

“what do you mean?” you asked, beginning to climb the stairs and walking at a slower pace as luke lugged his suitcase behind him. 

“i mean,” he grunted. “what was the real world like? like, going to school? and being able to go out with your friends without three body guards or… having friends who aren’t royalty or…” his eyes twinkled as he trailed off. 

you giggled. “it’s definitely not that glamorous, i can promise you that.”

luke shrugged with a smile but it quickly slid off his face as a serious expression took your place. “i’m sorry though.” you shot him a questioning gaze as you continued your trek. “i mean, i’ve always known i was gonna marry someone i didn’t know, and yeah i guess it kinda sucks but that’s what was expected of me but… I dunno, you thought you were gonna grow up and find someone you loved and marry them and maybe have kids and…” he trailed off as you approached a quiet hallway with only two doors which he assumed one of them to be the bedroom he was staying in. he turned to face you, his frame towering over yours. “it just sucks that this got thrown in your face. like, you’re kinda stuck with me and we have to get married and we don’t have a choice on whether or not to have kids because we have to produce a heir-” you stomach lurched “-and you just, you don’t have a choice and…” luke gulped. “i’m so sorry.”

your eyes softened, because as much as you did resent the idea of marriage and companionship being forced upon you, the kid genuinely seemed distraught. “well, yeah, it kinda sucks but… i dunno, there could be way worse things.”

he raised his eyebrows teasingly but accepted your dismissal, beckoning you a good day considering he knew from your grandma’s warning that this was the first free day you’d had to yourself since arriving.

throughout the week, you’d basically been forced into spending all your time with luke… but you weren’t necessarily complaining. he accompanied you to every lesson you had and eagerly learned along with you, trying to soak in as much information about your country’s policies and politics as possible. when you asked why, he simply explained with a slight hint of a flush across his cheeks that it was important he knew his future wife’s country as well as she knew it, considering they were going to be bound for life and running both countries in no time at all. 

you’d noticed, after spending so much time with luke that you and him actually got along quite well. sure, there was the constant whisper in the back of your mind that reminded you he was going to be your husband soon but you found yourself genuinely enjoying his company despite the added incentive. and no, you weren’t quite there yet, but as you watched luke try to catch as many grapes in his mouth as possible during a break from one of your lessons just to make you laugh, you realized the probability of falling in love with the blond geek was much more than ‘extremely likely’ if the way his smile made your heart thump dramatically was any indication. 

originally i was gonna follow the princess diaries storyline, but i kinda forgot how the story went so… this happened idk // part ii // +masterlist

[defcliff0rd]

for spaghettiluek and seriousluke‘s prince!5sos blurb night!

prince!luke sneaking out one night, a beanie shoved over his head and adorned in his best friend calum's clothes, which consisted of ripped black jeans and a band tee. he wore his lip ring (that he'd managed to hide from his parents for the last few months, an absolute mircle) and he had on sunglasses. he didn't want to be noticed and, even though calum assured him that this crowd probably didn't even know the prince's name, he didn't want to take his chances. he ended up in the backyard at the party, gripping a cold bottle in his hand as he quietly sipped the beer. he wasn't used to the taste - it was actually quite disgusting to him - but he wanted to blend in and everybody else was drinking it without problem. "thank god you've got sunglasses on, the sun's killing me out here," he heard someone retort beside him.

he turned his head, finding you standing next to him with a grin, shielding your eyes from the pretend sun. he chuckled. "gotta be safe, you know? can't risk going blind," he played along.

you smiled, dropping your hand beside you. "i don't know you," you observed. you couldn't see his eyes but, god, you knew you would've remembered those lips and that body.

"i don't know you," he challenged with a small grin.

"do you know anybody? ever since i stepped outside, you've been over here just standing and being borderline creepy," you shot back with a raised eyebrow.

luke felt his cheek heat up. it wasn't the he was shy or couldn't keep a conversation, he was just so fucking worried about giving away his identity. he was nineteen years old and not only was this his first real party (not including business dinners and the fancy balls he's dragged to) but this was his first time being around normal people his age. "i'm shy," he responded, his grin widening.

you laughed. "so, how'd you find out about my party? am i that popular that people are coming from out of town to attend?" you asked, taking a drink of the wine cooler in your hand.

"what makes you think i'm out of town?"

"if you lived around here, i would've been aware of your existence. trust me," you assured him.

he laughed. "do you know calum hood?" he asked, taking a small sip of beer once you nodded. "he's my best friend, he brought me along with him."

"do you want this?" you offered up your wine cooler. "it doesn't seem like you're enjoying that beer and there's plenty of other stuff inside."

"it's kind of warm, so," he began, letting you take the beer from his fingers and replace it with the wine cooler. he took a drink, the pink lemonade taste going down a lot easier. "thanks."

"no problem," you told him. "i'm y/n," you introduced, holding out your hand.

"i'm luke hem-" he paused, stopping himself before he introduced himself by his whole name. he was so used to doing so, it was almost instinct by now. he grinned, pulling off his sunglasses and resting them around his neck, holding your hand and shaking it. "i'm luke, nice to meet you."

[hemmobutt]

prince!5sos

Prince!Michael (I didn't know if u meant like modern or like fairy tale type so I went fairy tale!) for spaghettiluek and seriousluke Despite living in a castle and wearing all sorts of ridiculous jackets and going to balls, Michael never truly felt like a prince. And while his parents would never admit it, he knew they were disappointed in his lack of interest when it came to anything to do with the kingdom. It wasn't that Michael didn't like his life, he just didn't feel like he had any freedom. He didn't want to joust, he'd rather do something like draw people jousting. Luckily his parents had recognized his lack of ability when it came to jousting and not forced him to continue. And when his family hosted a winter ball he was anything but excited. He had grudgingly put on his ridiculous attire and come down with Hsu parents. At this point in the night he was seriously considering going up to his room to work on one of his many drawings of dragons, when he noticed you. You had chosen to wear a black dress, which your parents had referred to as ghastly, which only encouraged you. You were sick of poofy dresses and heels. You spent most of your free time in pants (secretly of course), exploring the woods in search of new woodland creatures. When Michael approached his parents to ask who you were they were at first delighted he was taking interest in a girl, until they realized it was you. "Michael what about all the other fine women here tonight? The princess of Germany is just over there." "Mother, Father please, when have I ever wanted to speak to a girl?" "But darling look at what she's wearing, what suitable woman wears black to a ball?" "Look at her, she's beautiful, Mother please." "I do not support-" "Oh just let the boy have his fun, you go on now son." pleased with his fathers response, he quickly ran down towards the dance floor, very nervous to approach you. "W-would you like to dance?" "And who are you?" Upon facing the boy you were pleasantly surprised. A prince with dark hair and greenish gray eyes, how interesting. After a slight curtesy and a bow, Michael took your hands and kissed one lightly, the feeling foreign to him. "I'm Michael, my parents are hosting this evening. And what's your name?" "Let's just keep that a secret." Smirking, Michael led you onto the floor. After a dance or two, Michael led you towards his room. "Please don't look at the drawings, I should have cleaned up." Michael said, suddenly realizing how foolish he must look "These are amazing. I draw as well would you like to see?" Michaels eyes lit up and watched as you reached down the front of your dress, Michaels eyes bulging a little before turning away. "That's an interesting place to keep things." "It's the safest spot. You can look now." Looking over the page, Michael took in the little pixies and sprites and the beautiful trees. "These are amazing. Have you actually seen these things?" "What you haven't?" "Only in books." "Would you like to see some? There may even be a baby dragon or too along the way." "Really?" With a big grin on your face, you grabbed Michaels hand and led him back down the stairs from his room, and towards the forest.

[writinglucas-blog]

daddy!luke sleeping alone at night while you’re out of town and little baby girl hemmings starts crying. he gets up and walks over to the crib holding the small infant and carefully picks her up, cradling the tiny human that represented you and luke’s love. she looked identical to you except for the piercing blue eyes that she’d got from her father. he tried rocking her back to sleep and bouncing her while he rubbed her back... none of it worked. it was late and he was extremely tired from keeping baby hemmings active all day by himself. he sat down on the bed and hummed a tune from tarzan, the movie he had watched with the infant a few hours back. “come stop your crying, it will be alright... just take my hand, hold it tight. i will protect you from all around you, i will be here... don’t you cry.” he sang softly and grinned as your daughter sucked on her dad’s index finger while staring up at him, gradually quieting down. once her eyes were closed there was a look of pride on luke’s face as he set the baby back in her crib. watching down on the tiny child, he smiled to himself and couldn’t wait to tell you all about how he got her to sleep on his own without help.

just a little blurb i wanted to write for daddy!5sos because i was in the mood to write fluff c:

[mukefthalsey-blog]

seriousluke said: honestly i called out the luke blurb acc bc it had one of my old blurbs and i was like “um?? delete it pls or at least credit me” and the person flat out said “look at my bio lmao” and I went off and reported the acc and it made me so mad fuck

literally all of the blurb accounts on twitter are so fucking annoying... they get mad at people whO ARE BEING WRONGED??? Like how are you going to get upset about being stupid and not giving people credit?? Not very logical whatsoever. sorry you can’t create original content

[lipkits]

HEY

1. First impression: damn. . . . .. luke u serious 2nite.2. Truth is: hA SUCK MY ASS. but real talk i love havin’ u in the network AND we live in the same city so we GOTTA meet up sometime soon:D3. How old do you look: 184. Have you ever made me laugh: hell yeah5. Have you ever made me mad: nope6. Best feature: UR HAIR COLOR IS SO NICE AND PRETTY7. Have I ever had a crush on you: nope8. You’re my: member of da fight club:D9. Name in my phone: alyssa / seriousluke10. Should you post this too?

MUTUALS send me “hey” and i’ll do this