Favourite Cake Things: S E L F I E S

favourite cake things: s e l f i e s

Submitted by thats-so-rhyan

Prompt: Anything fratboy!Luke?

Okay so, shy little frat!Luke was in the hottest frat on campus and had girls constantly throwing themselves at him. And you being rad as all hell, were friends with some of the frat guys, so it was natural for you to be seen at frat parties and hanging out with Cal. Except for Luke who had been dragged downstairs to the party by his frat brothers because he was studying too much. And having succeeded in their previous mission, they were now making it their mission to get Luke to at least 2nd base tonight. Calum having heard the plan and loved it, decided that the perfect way to get Luke to 2nd base was body shots. And for Luke to do them off of a hot girl that he happened to be slightly crushing on would be even better. So Calum would basically carry you over one of his shoulders to the kitchen where everyone would be basically blocking Luke in and would then push him towards the granite island when volunteers for body shots were asked for. And he’d blush like crimson red and get all nervous when he sees that it’s you and would only do it when you would quietly tell him that some of the guys bet that he would chicken out. And everyone would like explode when he’d help you take your t-shirt off and lay you down onto the counter, watching Calum pour the tequila and the salt and put the lime wedge in your mouth. Luke would get all blushy again before lowering in face to your stomach and his mouth would be warm and it wasn’t until he was licking the salt that you’d even realized that he had a lip ring because it was cold against the warmth from his tongue. AND wOW I NEeD a FRATBOY!luke STAT

finishing up smut!5sos night!!

Luke has such a swimmer’s body with his broad shoulders, I could just imagine him spending early mornings at the local pool just swimming laps because it was his stress release, and you would have been texting him the night before and he wasn’t that responsive so in the morning you knew exactly where to find him, you’d go to the pool and find the broad, blonde boy mercilessly swimming laps and you’d stick your feet in the water and he’d see your purple nail polish on your toes and know you’re there and he’d stop swimming and his head would pop up with his hair flat on his head and his blue eyes shining at you and you’d smile and swing your legs a bit and ask what’s wrong and he’d hop up on the edge of the pool with you and say what was on his mind and you’d end the morning swimming together and splashing around, punctuated by chlorine flavored kisses.

Sleepy Luke napping on the couch. And when you go to cuddle him, he whines that you’re squishing him. Moving off of him with a pout, Luke’s hands quickly find your wrists, pulling you back to him. “Nooo come back!”

Rolling your eyes, you curl back into Luke’s side. “Make up your mind you big baby,” you smirk at him.

“Don’t be mean when I’m trying to snuggle you.”

Calum seems like the type to be a little impatient. Especially when all he wants is to sleep with his beautiful new wife, but he can’t fucking figure out how to get your wedding dress off. Pulling at it, trying to find the damn zipper, ignoring your threats that you’ll “fucking end this marriage before it even starts” if he completely wrecks your dress. Calum’s about two minutes away from just going up your skirt, when he manages to find the zipper. Laughing at you, he finally gets your dress off, pressing quick kisses along your neck. Mumbling against your skin, “Nah, you’re stuck with me for life Mrs. Hood.”