hi lux

anonymous asked:

We all know Harry is going to tour soon enough and Lou cant be his makeup artists because Lux has school, unless his tour is in the summer but he has dunkirk promo for part of the Summer... so what if Lottie is Harry's make up artist???? Ahhhhhhh it would be so lovely!! [And we all know Louis will be privately visiting Harry during the tour - pick someone supportive and all that. But maybe he could publicly visit his lil sister hehe and Harry and Louis' public friendship could begin again.]

Oh my god.

calfreezy - yoga challenge

REQUESTED:  “ Could you do a Calfreezy x reader story where they’re both youtubers and do the yoga challenge and their fans ship them?”

“Hello everyone and welcome back to my channel!”

Cal’s loud voice boomed throughout the apartment, alerting me to the fact he had started recording. I watched him make his introduction patiently from the floor where I sat cross legged.

“Today I am making a video that’s quite popular as of now, you may have seen Simon and Cal do it and I’m pretty sure even Zoella has done it at some point - it’s the yoga challenge!”

“Woooo!” I cheered. Cal smiled down at me.

“Obviously I won’t be doing this by myself, incase you couldn’t already tell by the high pitched giggles I have someone here to join me, do you wanna introduce yourself?”

Pouting, I pinched his leg before jumping up.

“My giggle is not high pitched! But hi everyone!”

He laughed as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder. I smiled and waved at the camera.

“Yep so I have Y/n here with me today, you guys know who she is, you’ve seen her before but her links will be in the description nonetheless.”

“Damn straight they will,” I interrupted.

“Shut it you. Anyway, Y/n has actually done yoga before so I’m hoping I have a lot to learn - would you say you’re a pro?”

His blue eyes looked down at me. My mind was focused on the fact that his arm was still around my shoulder; I couldn’t help but stutter slightly as his long fingers stroked the exposed skin of my shoulder, where my tank top did not cover.

“A pro,” I repeated, realising I had not yet responded. “Well I wouldn’t go that far. But I’m very flexible!”

“Well that’s always good to know,” Cal looked up at the camera and I heard Harry laugh softly from behind it. “Well all of the positions have been chosen by none other than the wroetoshaw, and neither I nor Y/n have actually had a chance to see them yet, so here we go!”

I strolled over to the laptop balancing on the arm of the sofa. Cal filled the filming space with small conversation as I browsed through the photos - some I was familiar with, some seemingly impossible. 

“We’ll start with this one,” I called and Cal nodded. 

“Where do you want me?”

“Just standing up straight,” I continued to observe the photo in order to memorise the position. “It looks like you just have to hold me above your head.”

“That seems simple enough.” Cal shrugged, and I noticed Harry and Lux exchange a look behind the camera. 

I stood in front of Cal, the height difference more prominent than ever. He held out his arms and I leant back into them, instantly being lifted off the ground. One of his hands gripped firmly on my thigh, the other on the centre of my back. We held this for a couple of seconds before he placed me back on the ground.

“Well that was simple, what next?”

“Well, this is where it gets a bit more difficult.” My fingers tapped the laptop, scrolling through the many screenshots of poses. “I need you lying down.”

“Lying down?” he repeated, eyebrows furrowed and I nodded. 

“Yeah, lying down. And then I’m going to balance on top of you.”

“On top, right.”

He scratched the back of his neck, glancing at Lux before lying down on his back. I placed one leg on either side of his crotch before bending and placing my hands firmly on his thighs, causing him to squirm slightly. He cleared his throat. 

“I’m not gonna lie Y/n I don’t really know where to look right now.”

A laugh fell from my lips.

“Try not to get too excited, Cal.”

“Believe me I’m trying,” he responded under his breath, and I silently questioned whether or not I was supposed to hear it. I kicked my legs. Eventually I reached the final position, performing a hand stand on top of Cal. 

“I did it! I actually did it!”

“Congratulations!”

“Thanks, man.”

As I attempted to graciously get down Cal squirmed again, causing me to lose grip. I reached out my hand in order to stop me falling and grabbed on to the first thing within distance - not, at this moment, realising I had just so happened to have grabbed onto his crotch.

“Jesus Y/n!” He groaned and I withdrew my hand, my jaw dropping. Lux and Harry erupted into fits of laughter from where they sat on the sofa, and I bit my lip at the camera. 

“Um..oops?”

“You know what, I think that’s a great place to end this video,” Cal stood, keeping place behind me. “Thank you guys for watching-”

“You did two positions!”

“Shut up Harry, thank you guys for watching and I’ll see you next time bye!”

Cal ended the video and I gave him a questioning look.

“Cal. That was two poses. How are you gonna make a whole video out of that?”

He shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck. “I just won’t edit it. It’ll be like one massive bloopers video since the positions took us so long anyway.”

He left the room to go and upload the footage and I sat down on the sofa next to Harry. We engaged in conversation for a while, mainly consisting of him teasing me about Cal. Truth be told I liked him. We hadn’t known eachother all that long - only a year, when I’d met him through the sidemen - but I had developed feelings for him quickly. Nobody knew this, but Harry’s suspicions were soon growing.

Lux re entered the room and I hit Harry’s arm, signalling for him to shut up.

“Alright Cal? Y/n and I are just talking about how she’s gonna fuck Freezy.”

“Harry!”

“Oh really, Y/n? It’s funny you should say that actually. Read the comments on the video.”

“It’s uploaded already?” I asked as Lux flopped down on the sofa next to me, handing me his phone. I began scrolling through comments.

“Jesus..”

“Go on, read them out I wanna hear!” Harry exclaimed, and I mentally cursed.

“Top comment: ‘Who’s betting he cut the camera off to fuck her?’ That already has one thousand likes?”

Both boys laughed.

“Second comment - I’ve never seen so much sexual tension in one ten minute video. The next four comments just say shit about us being in a secret relationship.”

“Keep reading,” Lux assured me.

“’Who wants to bet the next video we see of these two is a boyfriend girlfriend tag? This is like Zalfie all over again.’ Then someone just replied saying ‘they 100% are already fucking’…”

“There are some nice ones too!” Freezy interjected as he entered the room. I jumped. “The fans are shipping it, hardcore.”

“But…we’re not even in a relationship?”

All three boys exchanged a look.

Father Material (Lucifer Morningstar)

Originally posted by morningstr

Pairing: Father!Lucifer Morningstar/Child!Daughter!Reader
Words: 1400
Warning(s): Uh child reader gets lost, das it.
A/N: I think I’ve only written one other fanfic (not on here) with a child reader, so this was really different to write :D. Also I love that gif^
Request: Can I have a child reader with Daddy Lucifer Morningstar like when he’s alone with his daughter he’s just the best daddy ever and when she gets hurt he becomes a worry wart but doesn’t show his worries.


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City of Stars

A/N Hey there! So wth Dragobete (AKA Romainian Valentines day) coming up, for some reason it has got me in a mood to write a few love stories to get everyone else in a lovey mood. So I was listeing to the La La Land musical? movie sound track (which I am in love with) and I decided to write a Lucifer Morningstar x Reader Imagine bassed off of two (well really one) of the songs which you can listen to here and here Hope you enjoy!

Pairings/ Characters: Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

Warnings: Nothing fam enjoy your fluff :)

Originally posted by the-ghost-of-utopia

From the momment he saw her walk into Lux, Lucifer knew that there was something there. He felt, what he had heard humans refer to as a spark. Y/N was undeniably beautiful, though not in the traditional sense. She had a more artistic and precise beauty to her. And her voice sounded like the most beautiful musical instrument, soft and gentle. She had walked into Lux, her Y/H/C hair braided in a loose side braid, and a simple knee lenght dress. Compared to the rest of her friends, who dressed in attire Lucifer was all to familer with, Y/N stuck out like a sore thumb.

 Lucifer’s attention was immediatly drawn to her. He waved off the two women who has been fawning over him and made his way accross the loud club. As her friends left to get drinks, Lucifer alked up to her, his heart suddenly beating a million times faster. 

“Well hello there,” Lucifer said, “What may be your name, love?

“Oh hi,” she replied. “Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N. And you?”

“Lucifer Morningstar,” He replied. He glanced at the bar where her friends at gone, only to find them not there. Rather they were having the time of their lives with some random men on the dance floor.

“’Would you like to dance with me?” Lucifer blurted out. He quickly regained his compossure when he saw her shocked reaction. “I only meant.. well you’re alone here. Clubs like this are no fun when you’re alone.”

“Oh I m not alone, I am here with a couple of friends,” Y/N started. “They just went over there to…” She said point o the bar. She stopped when she realized they wern’t there. “Oh… well they are here. Somewhere. I don’t intend on staying.”

“Oh come one Y/N,” Lucifer said. He brought his arm arund her back and rested his hand on her shoulder gently guiding her to the dance floor. He pointed at her freinds. “Your friends are having the time of their life by the looks of it. Come on, just give me five minuetes to change your mind. Then you can decide?” he outstretched his hand, hoping she would take it.

Y/N thought for a second, looking at her friends as they laughed and smiled, dancing with men and women that they didn’t even know. And they were having the time of their lives. She smiled softly and took Lucifers hand.

“Fine but only 5 mineutes.” Y/N said.

“Works for me,” Lucifer said as he guided her to the floor.

Even though it was only supposed to be just 5 minetes , it quickly turned into 10. Then 30. Then 1 hour. As time went by Lucifer and Y/N lost count of how long they danced and talked and laughed. By the time they had finished, mainly out of exhaustion, a good bulk of the crowd including Y/N’s friends had gone home for the evening. 

“So, you’re a Jazz player then?” Lucifer asked her as she took another sip of her water. 

“Yep,” Y/N replied. “I have loved Jazz from the momment my father who by the way played trumpet at a local Jazz club, introduced me to it. I just sort of fell in love with it. The smoothness and the feel of it. Everything about it.”

“I see.” Lucifer said. “So you play trumpet as well I assume?”

“No. Actually I play piano.” Y/N replied. “My mouth is apparently to small to play trumpet. But thats okay. I always prefered Piano anyways.” She tookanother drink of her water.

“So what about you, Mr. Morningstar. Is this all you do?” Y/N asked gesturing to the night club around them.

“No,” Lucifer said. “Actually I work with the LAPD. I am a civilian consultent.”

“Hmm, sounds interesting.” Y/N replied. “Have you caught lots of crimminals?”

“Yes and punished them accordingly.” Lucifer said proudly.

“Ok, I’m going to assume that means you just put them behind bars.” Y/N said. She glanced at her smal watch and almost jumped out of her seat.

“Oh shit! Is it really 3 AM?” Y/N exclaimed. She got up quickly and finished her water. “I’ve got to get home. I have an audition in 6 hours. It was lovely meeting you, Lucifer.”

“Agreed, we should do this again.” Lucifer said with a small smile. 

Y/N blushed softly. She then took out a small piece of paper and wrote down her number and handed it to him. “Whenever convient, give me a call.” she said with a small. The she ran out of the doors of Lux, leaving Lucifers heart soaring.

He sighed contently and had a few of his workers close up Lux as he made his way up to the penthouse. He leaned over the railing of the balcomny and stared into the night sky, which was only illuminated by stars. He stared at the small paper in his hands, a small smile playing at his lips.

Here in his hands, he had a chance at something. Something meaningful and perhaps even wonderful. However he was not a fan of heart break and wasn’t exactly boyfriend material. So why bother? Why was he still holding on to her number when he could easily let it go and move on with his life.

He lookd up to the city and began to whistle to him self, playing with the paper in his hands. Looking put to the city, he sang to himself:

“City of stars

Are you shining just for me?

City of stars

There is so much that I can’t see

Who knows?

Is this the start of something wonerful and new?

Or one more dream that I can not make true?”

He looked at her number and decided she was worth the risk. He entered her number into his phone, sent her a quick text and allowed the wind to take the small paper out of his hands and into the Los Angeles skyline.

——————————————————————————

That was a year ago. Since then Y/N and Lucifer’s love had deepened and truely sprouted into something wonderful and new. Y/N life had never been better after Lucifer had texted her that night asking when she would be able to see him again.

 Her heart felt like it was soaring high above everyone and everything else, as if nothing to take down this love. Date after date, night after, her and Lucifer grew into something far more deeper and intimate than just love. There was something else there. Something neither of them could pin.

By the time they had been dating for 8 months, Y/N had asked Lucifer who he really was, as she didn’t really believe any parent would name their son Lucifer. And he had trusted her. Enough to show her his true form. And although the initial shock had taken time to get over and understand, it didn’tchange the way Y/N felt about him.

 Lucifer also revealed hat Mazikeen, his bartebder who goes by Maze was actually a demon and Ammenadiel was his brother and an angel. And Charlotte Richards, an attoerny Y/N disliked heavily was actually lucifers mother AKA the mother of all creation. And yet. she had taken all of this infomation in rather well. After that, there was a whole new level of trust between them. One that would be hard to break and even harder to mend if broken.

Y/N walked into Lux, her music bag slung over her shoulder and her Y/H/C hair up in a messy bun. Maze was cleaning the counter behind the bar. Y/N approached her, setting her bag in one of the chairs. 

“Hey Maze,” Y/N greated. “Didn’t expect to see you here. I thpoight you had moved in with Chole last month?”

“I did. Just felt like coming back. Couldn’t stand being around that tiny human any longer.” Maze replied. Y/N nodded, sensing Maze’s dislike for children.

“Oh, Lucifer asked you to meet him in the penthouse. Said he needed to show you something up there.” Maze informed her. 

Y/N was slightly confused but went along with it. She picked up her music bag and began making her way up to the penthouse, bidding Maze goodbye as she did so.

Originally posted by mametupa

With a pleasent ding the elevator opened, revealing Lucifer sitting at his piano playing a lovely tune. Y/N smiled and watched him for a second. She had always loved watching him play. He just seemed so at peace with everything around him, as if the rest of the world just faded away.

Y/N walked up to him and wraped her arms around his waist and rested her chin on his shoulder as he continued to play. She gave him a soft kiss on the cheek and watched his hands dance on the piano keys.

“I haven’t heard that one before.” Y/N said.

“That’s because I have been writting it for you,” Lucifer replied. Y/N raised her eyebrow. She slid next him on the piano bench at the high end.

“Show me then,” Y/N asked.

“Well I’m not done yet love,” Lucifer Morningstar. 

“Then I’ll help you finish it.” Y/N told him. Lucifer smiled and began to play the tune again. 

“City of stars

Are you shing just for me? 

City of stars

There’s so much that I can’t see

Who knows?

I felt it from the first embrace I shared with you” Lucifer sang stopping on a high, as if to invite her to play. Y/N didnt deny the invitation and began to play on the high end.

“That now our dreams they’ve finally come true.

City of stars 

Just one thing everybody wants

There in the bars

And through the smoke screens of the 

Crowded resturants

It’s love

Yes all we’re looking for is love

From someone else.” Y/n looked to Lucifer, letting him know it was his turn to sing.

“A rush,” He sang

‘A glance,” She countered

‘A touch” 

‘A dance”  They both shared a looked as they played a little louder and cresendoded into the next verse as Lucifers vocals took over, with Y/N joing in where she could..

‘A look in sombody’s eyes

To light up the skies

To open the world and send it reeling

A voice that says I’ll be here and you’ll be alright

I don’t care if I know 

Just where I will go 

Cause all that I need is this crazy feeling

A rat-tat-tat on my heart.” They finished together. 

“Think I wanted to stay,” Lucifer sang as he went back to the original begining melody, Y/N getting off the piano to let him finish it out.

City of stars

Are you shining just for me?

City of stars” He sang as he added a trill to the higher note, giving her the last word. Y/N smiled and looked him the eye. 

“You’ve never shined so brightly.” Y/N finished softly.

Lucifer finished the song and looked at her. “So? Did you like it?”

“I loved it,” Y/N said. Lucifer leaned in and stole a soft but passionate kiss.

“Happy anniversary love,” He said.

‘Happy anniversary Lucifer.”

Choi Seunghyun -  “Can you guys just fuck already?”

@chanyeolspout​ asked: NEVER too early for TOP!!! So I’ll have him with “can you guys just fuck already?” I love you I’m happy you’re back get KakaoTalk so CL and I can fangirl over your beautiful self being back.

Warning: Contains smut, biting and control tendencies. If that is a trigger for you, please don’t read.


The jagged edge of his angled jaw felt sharp under your fingers as they caressed along it, his piercing gaze not leaving your eyes. Bravely, your shyness drowned in one too many shots of whatever expensive Japanese liquor you were being feed, you allow a brazen smirk to play across your lips in response. The flicker of his eyes to your mouth only causes it to grow, one side perking slightly higher than the other.

Your body shifts closer to his, breasts pressing heavily against his muscled bicep as your knee edges it’s way slightly over the expensive suit pants covering his thighs. Silently you thank the choice of restaurant, a traditional Japanese one, for it’s lack of chairs allowing you to move this close to him. His lips grin deeper, and he bows low to whisper something carefully into your ear, humid breath caressing against it’s shell.

‘Another one?’ He questions with a gesture to the bottle on the crowded table, the smoothness of his low tone sending a shiver straight to your core. A hand comes to cup against the one you were using to explore his jaw, which he pulls away quickly before spreading the palm open, drawing it to his lips for a quiet kiss.

Your shoulders shrug, uncommitted as his smile broadens and his pouty mouth rubs against the flesh of your palm again before he licks a strip down your inner wrist. Tiny pinpricks of  pleasure shoot through your skin at the contact, only fueling the fire that was burning wildly inside you.

You don’t know how this had happened. You don’t know how the supposed plan has gone awry, or how Seunghyun had found you so irresistibly attractive that he’d been willing to sabotage it so easily. You don’t even know why he’d barely been able to look anywhere else but at your cleavage the whole night. As far as you were concerned, you were in the swanky private room of the restaurant as part of a ploy to set you up with someone other than Seunghyun. It had been Jiyong who’d been the apparent intended target - a blind date arranged by a friend and casual in theory. When you’d shown up to the address, however, it had been a different story. The two men, both impeccably dressed in suits, had begun vying for your attention. Seunghyun’s chiseled jaw, his stony gaze and fresh dewy skin had you stunned from first glance, making it obvious within the first few minutes who had the upper hand. It was game over for Jiyong before he’d even poured the first shot with his delicately long fingers.

‘Jesus…,’ Jiyong lets out a slow sigh, reminding you of his presence in the room. ‘Why am I even still here? You’ve clearly won.’ His voice is curt, his position from across the table isolating him from the intimacy of Seunghyun’s touches on your body, and yours on his. It was obvious Jiyong’s comment was directed at Seunghyun, but if it wasn’t for the alcohol that Seunghyun had kept pouring making your head spin you’d probably have paid more attention to it. You would have realized that you were part of something bigger between the two. But honestly, even if you weren’t drunk you don’t know if you would have cared. Seunghyun was intoxication enough.

‘You tell me…’ Seunghyun chuckles, his gaze coming to rest on the upset face of Jiyong, the smirk he’d given you hardening and becoming more sinister.

‘Can you guys just fuck already?’ Jiyong spits nastily, his anger at having lost whatever game they were playing evident as he draws himself up already. ‘I’m done with this. It’s fucking stupid.’

‘Have fun with the ratty club hoes at Cake Shop, my friend.’ Seunghyun’s sentence is punctuated with a chuckle, his eyes leaving you again to watch as Jiyong stands, pushing himself up from the low, non-existent seating of the floor. Before you can even spare a goodbye he is out the door, the sting of his defeat too much for him to bare.

‘Was this some weird game both of you had going on?’ You question, unable to ignore the obviousness any longer.

‘A bet.,’ Seunghyun admits without a hint of embarrassment, another kiss feathering across your wrist. ‘Fifty million weon to whoever you chose to stay longer with, two hundred million weon if said person manages to sleep with you.’ His mouth moves slowly, dotting kisses in a smooth line towards the joint of your elbow. Honestly, you should have felt embarrassed. You should have felt shame in being reduced to a silly little gamble between two friends. But the softness of Seunghyun’s touches had your core melting, and you couldn’t deny that the idea you were a valued prize between the two men was only fueling the heat in the pit of your stomach.

‘I’m only worth 200 million?,’ You pout, playing coy as you attempt to tug your wrist away from him. ‘I’m disappointed.’ His hand grips tightly against your skin, fingernails puckering hard red dents into the flesh as a flash of annoyance appears in his eyes. Your heart flicks a beat of panic before he eases off, and you pout down at him with furrowed eyebrows.

‘I’m not submissive. Not in the least. If this is going to happen, you need to know I don’t play like that.,’ His voice has dropped lower than before, an edge of seriousness crisp in his words. ‘If you want his to happen, you have to submit to me. I guarantee it will be worth your while.’

Suddenly, it was all too overwhelming. His cute flirtatiousness had nose dived, and you were unsure of what you had gotten yourself into. Hiding under his lustful exterior was a dominant big bad wolf - one you had no idea how far would take it.

‘So, you’re saying I just have to sit back and take whatever you throw at me?,’ Your arm tugs away from his, snapping from his hold on your wrist with a sharp jerk. ‘And I’m meant to sit here with a smile while you get 200 million weon out of it? Do you know how ridiculous that sounds?’

‘It’s not like that at all. I won’t take it easy on you. I’ll be rough. But if you don’t like something I’m doing, I’ll stop. It has to be consensual.,’ He responds. ‘But trust me, you’ll be smiling through it all. I guarantee.’ His confidence has you believing every word almost immediately.

‘And I’m meant to ignore the fact this is all a game for you? A silly bet with a friend?’ You question, still confused.

‘Would you have said no if you didn’t know about the bet?,’ He counters, an eyebrow raising curiously. ‘The only reason Jiyong mentioned it was because he didn’t want me to win. It’s a tactic. He’s sneaky like that. But I was honest, wasn’t I? I’m not holding anything back, all my cards are on the table.’

He had a point. If you’d never known, you’d still be wowed by his irresistible charm, legs pressing together in a desperate attempt to sate the desire he was making you feel between your legs. Surprisingly, the development of his dangerous edge was not off putting - his honesty in his intentions was refreshing. Most men didn’t make themselves so clear.

‘And we’re doing it here?’ You question again.

‘You’re overthinking it.,’ His silken pink lips turn upwards into a smile. ‘Let’s just play for a little bit. No one will come in. I promise. If you want to stop, tell me.’ He leans forward, palm returning to grip your wrist with a mild force, head tilting towards yours for a full kiss. His mouth opens, free hand reaching to cup your chin and draw you towards him. In a second, his tongue is looping around yours, nails drawing a sharp sting against your face as he drags them towards your mouth. Oddly, the sensation coupled with the delicate emotion of the kiss has a deep groan clawing itself from your throat. It passes on to Seunghyun, and you feel his lips smile against yours.

‘Jesus…’ You say as you pull back, confused at the pleasure such a rough move had offered you.

‘I told you you’d like it.,’ Seunghyun chuckles, fingers gripping around your wrist again in a tight squeeze. ‘I can spot the ones who do a mile away. Even if there was no bet, we’d be exactly where we are right now.’ He releases your hand, a rough shove of your shoulder asking you to lay backwards. You comply immediately, body falling against the cushions on the tatami floor, arranged in a single row along the side of the low table.

Seunghyun is on top of you in seconds, pulling both hands above your head in a sharp twist, and pinning them down as he comes to hover over you. His lips press into you, teeth flashing a sharp bite into the flesh of your mouth. He works carefully to not break the skin, but the sting is still tart and causes your hips to jolt upwards towards him. Pulling away only briefly to relieve himself of the constraints of his suit jacket, the luxe material pulled off his broad shoulders and lost on the floor in a matter of seconds, he sets to work on your neck as one hand still pins your arms above your head.

His kisses are rough, sucking aches against your collarbone that you know will leave bruises in the morning. You don’t have time to think about it, though, because his flurried pace is contagious, and the frantic energy he has is seeping straight into your core. For the first time, his teeth graze against your skin in a deliberate prick and another moan slips from your mouth. Your breathing heavy, chest heaving, you don’t try to hide the pleasure he is giving you - each mark blossoming a sin against your skin you never knew before.

‘Shit…’ Is all you can manage, his heady movement rushing straight to the junction between your thighs. You’d never experienced anything that turned you on so quickly before. Your hip bones press up, and with a smirked laugh Seunghyun’s large hand presses them down towards the floor again.

‘Patience.,’ He coos softly. ‘Let me work on this pretty neck of yours first.’ The palm on your hip bone skips across your torso, the material of your dress hitching ever so slightly as it is dragged upwards. His fingers, long and slender, find their way to your collarbone, caressing gentle circles against the red patches already displaying themselves.

His tongue is on your throat in seconds, teeth soon following to nash against the flesh. A sharp gasp slips from you at a particularly rough bite, Seunghyun lifting his head to check in on you. Your lips form a pout, sadness peeking at the corners of your mouth due to the loss of contact.

‘Hmm?’ You protest wordlessly.

‘Too rough?,’ He questions. ‘I don’t want to put you off on your first time with me.’ You shake your head, cheeks puffing outwards.

‘No. I like it.’ You blink at him behind hooded eyelids, unaware of the effect it would have on him.

‘I told you I could pick it.,’ He chuckles, smile playing softly. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever had a girl respond like this, though. Now, let’s go.’ He pulls himself up, offering an arm to you. You take it, and in one swift tug he has yanked you upwards in a sharp jerk.

‘Where?’ You ask, confusion at the sudden change of plan.

‘Cake Shop. I’m feeling like I want to rub you in Jiyong’s face a little bit before I take you home.,’ Seunghyun’s voice is matter of fact. ‘That little shit was all talk this morning. I want him to see your neck and how you let me play with you, so he knows without a doubt what I am going to do to you tonight. God, he’ll be pissed he missed out on someone so into it.’  

You knew that your hair had fallen out from being rubbed against the tatami mat floor. You knew that your lipstick was half smeared across your face and your eyeliner was smudged due to the heated kisses Seunghyun had offered you. You even knew that the low cut neckline of your dress offered no coverage of the deep bruises he had sucked into your skin. But as he reached for his coat, and as he cast a questioning eye back your way after standing, hand out and offered to you, you knew there was no way you could deny him. 

Because a man like Seunghyun, who exuded such natural control, could get you to follow him anywhere. 

Lucifer Headcanon

The reason why Lux has had an operating loss for the last 5 years (at $20 an appletini) is because Lucifer pays the staff well above minimum wage. He doesn’t want any of his staff to unnecessarily suffer so he gives all of them a decent living wage (and plus some). After all, he has the money to maintain Lux through his personal funds and is willing to take the loss of profits. Because we all know the Devil is a big softy 

Personal headcanon- because while the books at Lux are clean, they don’t explain why there is an operating loss over 5 years. 

board games//calfreezy

i’m sorry if this is bad, it’s the first imagine I’ve ever written. Let me know if there is any chance you do like it though! feedback would be much appreciated x

part 2 


“Wow, (Y/N), you rolled another six!” Lux exclaimed, his eyes wide in awe. “How can you be that lucky?”

“It because she’s cheating,” said Cal with a roll of his blue eyes. He was sat opposite of you, clearly not happy that you were beating him at a game he claimed to be the ‘master’ of.

“I am not cheating, how can you even cheat at rolling a dice?” You argued.

“Simple; you rigged the dice.” He shrugged, as if that explained everything.

“Why would I rig the dice, Freezy? That’s your job.”

“Are you actually calling me, the Master of Monopoly, a cheater?”

“I’m just saying, there’s obviously a reason you think you’re so good at this game,” you smiled sweetly at the blonde and he glared back.

“Why don’t we carry on with the game?” Sarah suggested to break the tension between the two of you and so you carried on, but not before the both of you flashed some rude hand gestures at each other.

The game ended shortly after, with you taking the crown by a clear win. The four of you still stayed sitting on the floor long after the game was over, chatting and drinking a few beers waiting for the food you had to ordered to come, all the while you and Cal were glaring jokingly at each other.

You had met Cal through mutual friends and it wasn’t long before a friendship developed, along with some romantic feelings on your part that were pushed to the back of your head. As cliché as it sounded and as much as it hurt, you didn’t want to ruin your friendship with him over something that might not even work out. Plus, you didn’t even know if he returned your feelings.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when Cal stood up and headed towards the kitchen. “Will you get me another drink, please?” You asked kindly, even throwing in a smile and some exaggerated puppy eyes.

“Nope,” he said popping the ‘P’ without even turning around to look at you.

“Are you still being a sore loser, Freezy?” You teased and he finally turned around to face you with his eyes shooting daggers.

“You cheated.”

“You’re boring me now,” you said faking a yawn, knowing just how to wind the blue eyed boy up.

“Well, you’re a cheater,” he pathetically retorted.

"And you’re a dick.”

Callum dramatically fell against the counter as you said this, placing a hand on his heart and throwing his head back. "I’m wounded, (Y/N), I thought you loved me!“

"Looks like you thought wrong, sorry.” You quipped, ignoring the heat coming from your cheeks and the knowing looks coming from the couple beside you. “Oscar winning performance, by the way.”

A few seconds later, Cal sat down next to you and placed a cold bottle of beer on your lap. You looked up at him with raised eyebrows, “trying to make up for the rudeness?”

“Shut it, you melon.” He shook his head and poked your side, gaining a high pitch squeal out of you.

“Your friendship confuses me,” says Sarah slowly with narrowed eyes, as if she was trying to figure you both out.

“It’s all love,” Cal speaks from beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and flashing a grin down at you.

You say nothing but lean closer to his side, wishing you had the courage to tell him how you really felt. But as he pressed a light kiss to the top of your head, you decided that, for now, this was all you needed.

  • Anakin: Ahsoka! Why are you sequestered by this old holoprojector?

  • Ahsoka: I’m avoiding Lux and his truth bombs...he keeps saying he wants to talk to me. I’m afraid he’s gonna tell me he loves me or propose marriage or something.

  • Anakin: Oh my god. That makes me kind of want to cry.

  • Ahsoka: He dove in front of those lasers- for me. I can’t be mean to him. I watched him make caf for 28 minutes this morning. But I also can’t lead him on.

  • Anakin: Obi-Wan told me not to let him get hurt tonight, so I’ll keep him away from you.
  • ...
  • 
Lux: Have you seen Ahsoka?

  • Anakin: Ahsoka died eight years ago.

A little sumthin for @fvcksquatch of his handsome boy Lux! Idk what it was but something deep in my Soul told me to give him silver beatle boots. Also his colors really forced me to experiment with my markers because I have so few colors!
Also Bailey was mad the whole time cause I wouldn’t let her sleep on my arms while doing this.

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Zayn talking about Lux interrupting his hair cut.

anonymous asked:

One of his m guitarist's (the one in all dark suit with the black guitar on SOTT and the acoustic guitar on ESNY) is Adam Prendergast and his wife is Emi Ozmen, she works with Lou. His daughter Silver is Lux's best friend and they've an IG account, silverandlux, and he has the most beautiful baby boy in the world, Spike. I'm so happy that he is working with H and that it's such a familiar environment. Emi said lots of times that he was away working and can't believe it was for H all along.

Ahhh. No way? That’s adorable! xx

I think about people complaining that Galio has no real personality a lot. A lot more than I should tbh. But being a Galio fan long before his rework was ever announced, I worry people hate change more than they hate his rework. (obvious disclaimer: disliking a rework for whatever reason is respectable, this is all heartfelt conjecture) 

The dude has a variety of emotions and tones to throw at you. Far more than age old cheesy jokes about birds and stones. 

From really jock-y stuff, “GET BEHIND ME HUDDLED MASSES.” “J U S T I C E P U N C H!

To right funny, i.e flirting with turrets and challenging Malphite’s level of sculptured completion.

All the way into really dark stuff. “They made me to stop magic, but I miss it when it’s gone.” “Going to sleep, means saying goodbye.”

All in that rowdy, heavy australian lilt. (wheezes)

It’s a shame he’s got not a lot to say to Poppy, and Lux is his new small female side kick. (but that leads into a lot to say about the most powerful Demacian mage basically going with the thing that’s the most dangerous to her, that’s going to HOPEFULLY protect her).

Galio’s gone from sad/quirky gargoyle lost from his Master to sad/quirky COLOSSUS trying to help a country that may someday put him back on the pedestal as quickly as they took him off it. Never knowing another country, another morality, but so excited and happy and WILLING TO LEARN. He’s boisterous to a point of fresh faced child naivety. 

More like the jockish nature came right from Garen and the beef squad of Demacia, Galio just learned to emulate their speech patterns. 

he’s just a good boy tryin to do his job. heh

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Lucifer Morningstar’s first intention after escaping Hell and coming to Earth was to open a pub, a night club.
A place of perdition, of temptations, full of fun and sinners.
He wanted to satisfied people through their desires, and sometimes, his too.
But intentions don’t always go as you planned and the Devil has always been intrigued by humans and their mind.
That’s why, ultimately, Lucifer was looking with extreme pleasure at the sign of his new property.
Something totally different from his idea, something really ordinary but that can offer good opportunity of leisure and desire.
Lucifer Morningstar was looking at his “Lux Cafe”.
The beginning of his new life on Earth.
After all, he was the light bringer and there isn’t a better way to light someone’s day that with a tasty cup of coffee

What Chloe Decker hated the most when she had a case in one of the central zones of the city, was finding a park for her car.
She usually left hours before so she could have plenty of time to find a little space.
But sometimes the goddess of luck was by her side and like today she arrived early. So early.
She turned on the radio and started to change stations in looking of a good song.
She yawned. She forgot to take her coffee.
Turning off the radio and grabbing her purse, Chloe decided what she would have done in this arc of free time.
She closed the car and started to walk, someone told her that there was a good coffee shop near that street. It wasn’t new, actually she remembered that a colleague invited her to the inauguration like four or five years ago but she declined because Trixie was ill.
Anyway she never went there.
According to the maps on her phone she was almost there. She turned the corner and she saw the sign.
Well, Lux Coffee. She thought. Let’s hope you can brighten up my day.

Lucifer Morningstar loved to walk into the spaces of his bar to make the permanence of his customers more enjoyable.
He talked, he smiled, he played.
But sometimes he liked to stay behind to do stuff. From pouring a drink, to take off the oven the baked delights they offered to people.
This was one of those moments.
He was cutting a slice of dark chocolate while drinking a glass of whiskey.
Perfect pair to kill your stomach at such an early hour in the morning, but he didn’t care.
He could handle that. Lucifer was the Devil, he was immortal.
The bell placed on the main door rang and someone entered. One of his bartender greeted the customer who replied with a soft voice.
Lucifer’s instinct was to turn his head even if from his spot he couldn’t see.
Distracted from the voice he moved the knife that scratched his finger.
Lucifer felt something strange, something weird, something he had felt just a few times in his long existence. He felt pain.
He looked down and he noticed blood on his finger.
It wasn’t supposed to be there, he wasn’t supposed to be able to bleed.
“What’s your name?” His bartender asked.
“Chloe.” The soft voice replied.
“Please Chloe, have a sit. We’ll serve you in a few minutes.”
Lucifer Morningstar started to bleed as Chloe Decker made her entrance in his life.

Page ONE of the “We are real • A Deckerstar Partner Exchange”. For @dekerstar and @goodmorninglucifer || Page TWO will come soon