Can you please do a 4/4 blurb of when you're on your period? Your writing is amazing btw :)
Thanks love! Sorry this took a while to reply to! Again, writerâs block..
Ok so Ashton on your period would be almost too kind. Like you deal with this every month, youâve got it down, all youâre asking for is a little a leniency when it comes to your temper or your aches. But every month, on that first day when you tell him you got your period, he enters cuddly, kind, nurturing boyfriend mode. It was cute, and while it was a bit too much, you never had him stop, because you secretly really liked it, behind all your eye rolls. He would end up giving you an extra pillow or two before you got into bed. He would make sure he had an extra tampon/pad with him at all times. Heâd ask if you were having any cramps or aches, if he could make you feel better. And a lot of nights you wOULD GET MASSAGES AW nice :)Â
Then Calum would never know exactly how to handle it. He never wanted to make you feel awkward about your âuh... You know... Lady stuff.â But he would still be comforting! Some nights he would come back with your favorite ice cream, or heâd ask if you want to rent a movie, and he wouldnât even complain when you pick a stupid chick flick. One time he would make a PMS joke and you would snap at him, and he would instantly apologize, saying âShit- Thatâs why I usually donât-... I know itâs not like that, babe, Iâm sorry! It was a joke! I love you! Babe?â And you would eventually forgive him because you know he didnât mean any harm and maybe you had been PMSing... Yikes. He would also be the guy to ask for blowjobs a lot while you were on your period, but most of the time you would just tease him and leave him frustrated.Â
So we go to Luke, who would just be so oblivious, often forgetting. Youâd tell him you started, and he would barely react, it was normal information, but then he would forget to encode that and soon it was out of his head, and later that night he would ask if you could have sex and youâd have to remind him and heâd get disappointed, but he could really only blame himself. So the next morning he would make you pancakes so he didnât seem like such a selfish boyfriend. Heâd also go grocery shopping after work and call you, asking if you needed any supplies. He never had any problems picking up any of your personal items. And while he was at the store, he would âaccidentallyâ purchase a whole cake. Oops. Guess it would have to be a cake and cuddle sort of night.Â
Finally, weâve got good olâ Michael, who would be totally okay with your period, but he would act like one of those guys who gets disgusted, just because he liked to make fun of those kinds of guys. You would only roll your eyes, but he would kiss you after saying his stupid jokes and mutter a âlove you,â just to assure you that he would never be one of those guys. In fact, he was really the opposite, often bringing you heating pads and painkillers whenever your pains were getting bad, and he would decorate your face with kisses when you were lying in bed, trying to forget about your cramps. âIâm sorry mother nature is a bitch.â Heâd say, then getting you a bottle of water, âStay hydrated babe.â But then later that night, when you were back to your normal self, heâd probably ask for a blowjob.Â
Iâm halfway through part 5 of Prince Lucas of Agannia!
Sorry for the extra-long hiatus, my writerâs block was so so heavy and then I went on vacation for a week! The writerâs block is clearing up and Iâm pushing through it to get you guys some stuff!! Sorry everyone, love ya!
I havenât been writing a lot recently because I came across a spell of writerâs block, but it seems to be clearing up, so Iâm gonna try to update everything as soon as possible, including prince luke! :)
for eggplantluke and ashirwinfletcherâs blurb night!!
So youâre a freshman in college, and you word had spread to you about the first frat party of the year. You were pumped to go and get that âfull college experienceâ everyone had talked about. You would walk in with your friends, slightly nervous, when someone would greet you right at the door, clearly a frat guy. You were warned by older girls at your college that frat guys were just assholes looking for something to fuck, so you were prepared to not be a piece in their games. This guy already reeked of beer, and he had his arm slung around your shoulder. âWeâve got a couple newbies here!â He shouted, and you saw his fluffy dark hair and big smile. The music was extremely loud, and it was really hot in the house, bodies dancing all around you. Your friends had been separated from you, and you looked at the guy who had split you up. âYou always go after freshmen?â You asked, attempting to hurt his ego a bit, but his cocky smile rested on his face. âI go for the cute ones.â He leaned his mouth down to your ear as he continued to walk you through the house, his arm moving from your shoulder down to your waist. âIâm Calum, by the way. Sophomore, Kappa brother, the man of your dreams.â You had moved into the kitchen, and Calum took his hand off of you to mix drinks. âI think the man of my dreams would know Iâm here with my friends.â And you would slip away from the kitchen, attempting to find your friends again. I LOST MY TRAIN OF THOUGHT OH MY GOODNESS. So basically you would find your friends again, and the rest of the night you would keep seeing Calum, staring at you (in a not super creepy way) until he finally got you against a wall, and you would be making out pretty heavily, moaning his name. I donât remember where I was going with this. Iâm sorry.
Imagine requests are a little trickier. I will almost always accept a blurb request, but when it comes to longer imagines, it has to inspire me enough. Itâs hard for me to write if Iâm not feelinâ what Iâm writing.
You could try sending imagine requests in, and Iâll tell you if Iâll add it to my list of âTo Doâ or not :)
Daddy Calum where you surprise him on tour with your child and you tell him you're pregnant again đ please love xx
Aw could you imagine how happy he would be?! You would show up to one of the venues early, and youâd be waiting with one of the people working on the tour, casually conversing while Little Hood #1 sat on your lap, coloring a picture of her mommy and daddy, when Calum would walk in, and he wasnât sure what he was expecting when someone told him there was a âsurpriseâ for him down the hall, but he definitely wasnât expecting his wife and daughter, who he had last seen only three weeks ago, but WOW was he happy. His grin showed it all, as he dropped to his knees to catch his daughter, who had gotten out of your lap so fast to run and hug her daddy. âPrincess!â He shouted in greeting as she jumped onto him, her arms latching around his neck. Eventually he would get off the ground, and Little Hood would be rested on his hip as he walked over to kiss his beautiful wife, a little more passionately than he had meant, but he was realizing just how much he had missed you. Youâd talk for a bit, all of you sitting around a table until he has to go to soundcheck, and you tell him youâll see him again after the show as you kiss goodbye. Then, later that night, after the concert, you would go out to dinner, something he never got to do but his tour manager would let him because his family flew out to visit him. But he knew something was up, this couldnât just be some cute surprise visit, as you had agreed before the tour that you would come out about every two months, definitely not three weeks. He would question you, and you would smile, as you had been so excited to tell him, and heâs staring at you waiting for you to answer. You would meet his eyes and say, âWell, the timing is a little funny, I know, but⌠Babe, weâve got another little one coming!â And you would start to whisper the last words, glancing at Little Hood #1, who was too enthralled by her crayons to even notice yours and Calumâs conversation, and when you looked back at Calum he was wide-eyed. âYouâre pregnant?!â He whisper-shouted, and you nodded, not able to contain your grin that soon was on his face as well. âYouâre pregnant!â He would say again, coming around to the other side of the table to hug and kiss you, so thankful to have you and your family.
IM SORRY THIS WAS LONGER THAN I MEANT FOR IT TO BE
Hi! Can you write a blurb of him hearing you laugh for the first time? Preferably Michael but you can do others if you want :)
WOW MY FIRST BLURB REQUEST! (Guys i do these, you just gotta ask)
Ok, so letâs say you and Michael  had gone on a couple of dates, and obviously heâs heard your cute giggles and shy laughs, but he hasnât heard your actual laugh. Then, on the third date, he invites you back to his place to watch some Netflix (and maybe more), and after about half an hour of arguing on what to watch, you finally select a random stand up comedy routine of some comedian neither of you had heard of, but that didnât matter because after 10 minutes you were already crying from laughter. After Michael finally caught his breath, as he had been laughing just as hard, he looked over at you, and you still were struggling to regain composure, and he couldnât help but to tune out the comedian and just stare at you with this goofy smile on his face because, damn you were really cute when you laughed. The way you kicked your legs around and began to cover your mouth as you gasped out in a way you thought was embarrassing. Tears were beginning to roll down your cheeks as you tried to breathe more evenly, and he realized he was biting his smiley lip, thinking about how he never wanted you to stop laughing. Thinking about how he was eager to make you laugh that way again.
Part 2 to the College Luke imagine 4 pretty please? IT WAS SO INCREDIBLE and please never stop writing because I love it!! Thanks love xx
Aw thank you!! I will be writing a part 2 of College Luke sometime! I want to start writing a bunch for this account this week, so weâll see how that goes! XX
I LOVE the soulmate michael AU. I know it was based off the movie but it is also really similar to the show "sense8" which I love. I'm gonna go read your entire masterlist now. And if you write an epilogue I would love to read it.
Oh Iâve never seen Sense8! But THANK YOU THIS IS SO SWEET!! The epilogue will come soon! XX
This kind of sucks, but I still hope it entertains you :) XX - Caroline
Every morning, before you went to class, you went to the Starbucks on campus. It was an easy way to help you wake up, and sometimes get a snack if you were hungry or you knew you were about to be. And every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, before your 10 AM Calculus class, you always found yourself in line behind a cute guy.
This kind of sucks, but I still hope it entertains you :) XX - Caroline
Every morning, before you went to class, you went to the Starbucks on campus. It was an easy way to help you wake up, and sometimes get a snack if you were hungry or you knew you were about to be. And every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, before your 10 AM Calculus class, you always found yourself in line behind a cute guy.
Granted, you only ever saw the back of his head, but it was nice. He was tall, and blond, and from what you saw of his clothes, he seemed relaxed and sweet. You donât know how every morning you walked in behind him, but your routines were so in sync you were afraid to ever disrupt it and not see the back of the Starbucks-goerâs head9. You felt like one day you would probably talk to him, hopefully before the semester ended and you would get new classes and possibly never see him at Starbucks like this again, but one day nonetheless. In fear of becoming too creepy, you never eavesdropped on his order or stared at him too long while he waited for his drink. So he was a mystery, and if you walked by him at some other point on campus, you probably wouldnât recognize him (despite the fact that your campus was huge and the chances of you casually seeing him somewhere else on it were slimmer than a toothpick).
Then, one sunny Wednesday, you got in line to find yourself behind a short brunette woman. You checked your phone, and you were there at 9:33, like you were every morning, but he wasnât. You tried to remind yourself of how creepy you were being, but you couldnât help but to be a little disappointed by the fact that you noticed/cared more about their encounters (or lack there of) than he did. Then, you heard someone step in line behind you, and you turned to glance at the tall blond boy. You were going to play it off as mere curiosity as to why you looked at him, not like you were actually waiting for him to get in line, but his blue blue bLUE eyes met yours and he looked startled. âWhoa, arenât you usually behind me?â He smiled at you and you wanted to crawl under a table, because that meant he had noticed you. âUh, yeah, usually. Maybe we would both feel more comfortable if we switched.â You smiled back at him and stepped to the side, gesturing for him to take your spot. âAh, no, I was late today. You earned that spot.â He smiled down at you and you couldnât help but stare at the lip ring at the corner of his mouth. Nice, you silently thought. âJust donât make a habit out of it.â You turned back around and eventually ordered, slightly proud at your half-flirting-half-stuttering talk with the mystery Starbucks guy. Who was much hotter than you were expecting.
That Friday, the Starbucks was a lot busier than usual, but you still ended up behind the blond. You were gonna let it go with silence, back to your usual routine, but if you had an easy chance to talk to him again, today was the day. There was a long line in front of you and you had just conversed two days ago. âOh, thank God. I wasnât sure if I would be able to handle not standing behind a tall guy again.â You said sarcastically toward him, and luckily he turned around, a smile on his face. âIâm glad I could be of service to you.â He said it almost a little shyly, even though he didnât seem shy the other day. âYouâre part of my routine, you know.â And shit why did you say that, now he knew you really noticed him. âAm I?â He said, a little cocky, âDidnât know that me getting coffee was such a regular thing for others.â His body was 100% turned around now, not even facing forward in the line that wasnât budging. âWell, not just me. Think of Joanne,â You gestured toward the cashier who took everyoneâs order every morning. âWhere would she be with you? Confused, thatâs where.â You tried to ease some of the tension in your shoulders. âIâm really performing my civic duties just by getting coffee and performing other average daily activities, arenât I?â You rolled your eyes at him. âDonât flatter yourself too much.â You both quietly laughed, and he reached out his hand. âIâm Luke.â You took it, and were impressed by his handshake. â(Y/N).â The line began to move and you pointed forward, and Luke turned his head and noticed the three foot gap in between him and the lady in front of him. âSo where do you go after this?â He asked. You pointed toward the direction of your lecture hall. âCalculus 101. Professor Talbott. You?â He pointed, like you, but not in the same direction. âWorld studies 110. Professor Jerome.â You both sort of nodded, and you didnât know how to comment on that considering you had never taken the course nor heard of the professor. âDo you take Lit 110? With Professor Grontkowski? 2 PM on Tuesdays and Thursdays?â Your eyes widened at his question as you nodded vigorously. âAre you in that class, too?â He smiled at you. âYeah, I always sit in the way back, though. Never really cared about Grontkowski getting to know me.â You nodded, understanding how Grontkowski was pretty judgmental at times. âI sit more in the middle. Close to the front so I can see easily, but not in the first couple of rows because he stares intently at those people when heâs lecturing.â Luke laughed loudly in agreement, and the line moved again, making him next. âHis glasses really get me. I donât think heâs gotten a new pair since 1978.â You giggled, and stared into his oceanic eyes. âAt least we only have a couple weeks left.â His smile fell the slightest at your statement, and he sighed, scratching the back of his neck and saying, âThatâs gonna be a hell of a final.â You shrugged, knowing you understood the material pretty well. Then, Joanne coughed from behind the counter, signaling to Luke that he was next, but he didnât go up immediately, only looking back down at you and pointing with his thumb toward the register. âUm⌠Could I buy you a coffee?â And it was the last thing you were expecting; your eyes widened, but you did your best to play it off, waving your hand in between the two of you. âOh, no. Itâs fine. I buy mine everyday.â That was a shitty excuse but oH MY GOD, you were screeching inside. âNo, no itâs cool. I want to.â He looked away, then back at you, nervously tapping his fingers against his black skinny jeans. Joanne coughed again, then made a gesture for Luke to hurry. He smiled sympathetically at Joanne, and you knew you had to give your answer, and he probably wasnât going to let it be no, so you just smiled and said okay, walking up with him to the cash register. He got a standard coffee, and you made your own order, and soon you were thanking him profusely, only making him laugh. The two of you made some standard college small talk, asking about majors, classes, etc. before your coffees were done, and you wanted to keep talking but you knew you would be late to class if you did. âWell, Iâll see you around, (Y/N).â Luke smiled at you and waved as the two of you walked out of the shop together, then turned in two different directions.
The following Monday the same process occurred, though this time you insisted on buying him his coffee. This chat ended with the exchanging of phone numbers, and when you left to class, you were blushing profusely, a permanent smile on your face.
Then came Tuesday, a day you usually never saw Luke. You had nearly forgotten about how he mentioned he had this class with you, and you sat in your usual seat 5 minutes before the professor walked in. You began to set up a notepad when someone took the seat next to you. You didnât look up, never really caring to bond with people in this specific class, until you heard the familiar voice, âHello, coffee friend.â Â You turn to the blond and began beaming, excited to see him on a day that was usually sucky, but it was never sucky when Luke was around.
And it turned into a regular thing. Sitting together in lit, hanging out at Starbucks, and you developed a strong friendship. He became one of your best friends at college, until eventually the two of you became⌠More than friends.
The ending kind of got rushed because it was getting too long and I just wanted to post it! Sorry! Thereâs room for a part 2 if this gets enough notes!! XX -C
So, in honor of Lukeâs birthday today/tomorrow (depending on where you live) and on the Sheâs Kinda Hot announcement, I have a lil Luke imagine coming at you tonight!Â
Heey love your writing!!! Do you know how many chapters price lucas fanfic will have?
no idea! a lot more than I have now! let me try to give you an estimate⌠Itâll probably have somewhere between 10 and 15 chapters :) thatâs a rough estimate but I donât see how it would change too much from that range xxÂ
