#Luka Couffaine x reader

[miharuki]

𝖄𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖁𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖃 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 (𝕱𝖊𝖒) 3

Offical theme nomura

A butler hurried through the vast mansion, carrying the morning’s correspondence for his masters. Arriving at the head of the household’s study, he stopped, straightened his attire, and composed himself professionally before knocking on the door.

“Come in,” came the voice of an older man from within. Entering as instructed, the butler held out the stack of letters that had arrived that morning. He stopped before the desk and lifted the pile. “Sir, your correspondence has arrived. However, there is one letter in particular that I believe may interest you.” The lord of the house took the pile of letters and leafed through them, reading the names of each sender, until he came upon a blue envelope with golden accents. His gaze dropped to the golden handwriting on it: Nomura L. Néantazur.

“Call (Mother’s Name) immediately,” he ordered. The butler bowed and left the study. “What could that demon possibly want this time?” he muttered under his breath.

“Why would he send us a letter like this?” asked the woman, standing beside her husband and fanning herself in distress.

“I don’t know,” he replied, disdain evident in his voice. “I’d bet it’s about that brat again.” The man sneered before taking a letter opener and carefully slicing open the cyan envelope. As he read the elegantly penned words, spelling out Nomura’s intent with the utmost formality, his wife couldn’t contain herself.

“He wants what?!” she shrieked, collapsing into the chair in front of her husband, hand on her forehead in despair.

“To think that little disgrace could catch his attention,” the man muttered, setting the letter down and glancing out the window at a small house hidden within the gardens, far from the main mansion.

“It wasn’t enough to keep her on our property? We had to apologize to the royal family, and now that wretched girl brings even more trouble upon us? How could I have given birth to someone like her?” The man stood, stepping over to his wife, who had her face in her hands, and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. “Calm down, dear; she’s not a problem to us… for now.”

Naturally, upon arriving home, her parents had been disappointed—if not more than that.

“So, what do we do now?” the woman asked, dramatically sobbing, while her husband smiled beside her.

“We’ll simply say that the letter never reached us. There’s no way we’re allying with that blue devil.”

“Yes, exactly. Well thought out.” They exchanged smiles, pleased with their scheme.

What they hadn’t anticipated, however, was that just a week later, an elegant carriage in dark tones with a blue gleam would arrive on their estate. The man who stepped out wore costly shoes and elegant attire, his guards surrounding him as he made his way to the door and knocked firmly. After a few seconds, the maid opened the door and, shocked by the visitor, dropped the feather duster she was holding.

With a sweet smile concealing something darker, he looked at her and said, “Will you allow us to enter and summon your masters?”

The maid quickly stepped aside, opening the door further, allowing the young man and his guards to enter. The butler, who had been watching from a distance, hurried over to join them.

“A-ah, my apologies! Please, follow me to the parlor.” The butler passed by the maid, tugging on her sleeve as he whispered urgently, “What are you waiting for? Go fetch them!”

The butler led the way to the sitting room, allowing the young man to take a seat before bowing. Soon, another maid appeared, pushing a cart and setting down a tray with a fine teapot and matching cups. She poured tea for the young man, who accepted it with a smile and took a sip.

The door opened shortly after, revealing the master and mistress of the house. The man’s expression initially showed shock before he cleared his throat and regained his composure. Behind him stood his wife, partially hiding her face behind her fan. They both took seats on the sofa opposite the visitor.

“Your Highness! To what do we owe this visit?”

“Well, it seems you haven’t received my letter, seeing as I received no response,” Nomura noted, setting his teacup on its saucer before looking up at them. The man exchanged a nervous glance with his wife before chuckling awkwardly.

“Yes, yes… no letter here. I mean, you know how postal services are these days, eh? Ha… ha…”

“Very well,” Nomura replied, his tone cool as he leaned back slightly. “I am here to propose a business arrangement. A mutually beneficial one for both of us.”

pt1. Pt2

"I'll possibly do Part 4:)

Should I make a smut? Or do you not like that? I think I might turn it into a series. But seriously, Nomura is officially a profile character now.

@aiimee9 @chlov @uhkaey @notleclerc @taylorazureeee @sassykitkat22 @zuumaa @mononlogue @party-9 @endaculi @heartless-tate @mel-vaz @poptrim @kitty-chan33 @surprisemodafakas @reni502 @slowlysweetnightmare @hotnbloodied @yandereoverlord @mel-star636 @aphrodit333 @hotvinimon  @cupidsgift @bien-bonjour14 @l0v3rrl @heraxochi @yamekocatt @lovorette @acenby-weirdo @kisalovesoobin @wutap @ron000 @lazydelusionsimp @kthehoeforfictionalmen @forbidden-sunlight @bubbles2416 @rosegracewood09 @b2mmyy

@julietdelamare @snowlotr @kitkatmochi @happydeertraveler @lem-hhn @crazytacokoala @mitzukichan18 @hey-im-bored504 @resident-cryptid @thefbiiswatching @beardedblizzardexpert @mymemd @smilefortae @emperatris-rinaka @sugarcookie11

@marise-eternal @smilefortae @happydeertraveler @keepghostly @lovelygenerousdream @illytian @beardedblizzardexpert @kpoplover2013 @aiimee9 @forbidden-sunlight @angelofdarkness2 @undecidingfate @queenmimis @princessloveweird @angstylittleb1tch @kyoko-neko @marvelsgirl4ever @kitty-chan33 @txtbeomi @reni502 @bookwormgamerweeb @hillaryary @lxvcia @sell-e @meowmeeps @rains-mae @dragongirl642 @baileebear  @bramblelux @acequeenbee @pixiu0 @defnotlucienvanserra @sirenetheblogger @mspurpl3 @00hellohello00 @husbadosandfics @mapleeereads @saniecho @chinxinsomnia @laskamilkney @astylos @astylos @any-n-everything @lukasrightthigh @kyokiveil @iamapotatoe @ayame0ice @kel142  @xu8hao @msluccapotato @whattheheii @noshitmyfriend

[kitkat13001]

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚ 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖

>> luka couffaine x reader

>> established relationship, mentions of alcohol, reader is slightly intoxicated, reader and luka are childhood friends, title is from tv girl and jordana’s song “sweet to dream”

“okay, listen. i know for a fact that alix spiked the punch, so maybe it’s that, but also,” you breathe, the words coming so rapidly as you gaze into luka’s eyes. “also, i’m pretty sure you’re my soulmate.”

luka laughs softly, amusement dancing in his deep blue eyes. “is that so?”

you nod probably harder than you should because your head spins and you feel a little dizzy. 

“okay,” luka smiles, his hands warm on your shoulders as he tries to steady you. “you clearly have had too much to drink.”

you giggle, leaning forward to rest against his chest as you look up at him. “can i have a kiss?”

“baby, you are drunk. intoxicated. under the influence.”

“come on,” you whine, “please? just a kiss! i won’ even tell anyone, i promise.”

“oh, just one? you promise?” luka teases. 

“i swear it on my whole heart,” you nod dutifully, words slurring together. 

luka shakes his head and stares lovingly down at you. you try to make your eyes really big and bat your lashes. 

and still, as ridiculous as you must look, luka looks at you like you hung all the stars in the sky. you’re lost in his gaze as he leans in and you’re almost upset when his eyes flutter closed and you lose the vision of blue. but then his lips are ghosting over yours and your eyes shut too. 

it’s chaste and short and sweet and over before you want it to be. your bottom lip pushes out in a pout and luka just laughs at you again. 

“come on,” he sighs, smile still lingering on his lips as he guides you down the hall. “let’s get you to bed.”

you complain the whole way up but it’s superficial. you’re still floating from the kiss. metaphorically, of course, because your feet catch on every single step on the stairs as you go up to your room. 

“please remind me to never let our friends near the punch ever again,” luka grunts, hoisting you into his arms as you decide that your legs have lost any and all independence. 

you burst into a giggle fit as he heaves you onto the bed, exhaling and blowing a strand of blue hair out of his face, which is flushed from the effort of carrying you up the stairs. 

you try to unlace your shoes but your fingers are wiggling in the funniest of ways and now you’re certain you’re not even touching the laces. luka swiftly undoes them and playfully throws your feet up on the bed. 

“come on, it’s bedtime for you.”

you settle underneath the covers as luka tucks you into them, handing you a stuffed animal like a child. the minute he leans away your heart pauses a beat. “luka?” 

“mm?”

“will you stay?”

“wasn’t planning on leaving, babes,” he chuckles, making himself comfortable on the edge of the bed. one of his hands wanders along the patterns in the blanket, the other reaching to turn of the light. it leaves the room in the dim but warm glow of your salt lamp. 

you hum happily, nestling yourself further into the covers. 

“luka?” you call out softly again. 

again, he hums. “mm?”

“am i your soulmate?”

he chuckles quietly to himself, leaning down to leave a kiss on your forehead. “i’ve known that since i was ten years old, honey.”

his soft and warm voice envelops you and you drift off to sleep with the comforting feeling of him right next to you. 

[frickingnerd]

making bracelets of each other's eye colours with luka

pairing: luka couffaine x gn!reader

tags: wholesome fluff, established relationship, kissing

luka saw some videos online about couples making bracelets of each other's eye colors online and wanted to do the same with you!

he saw that juleka and rose had been doing the same too, so luka wanted to make those bracelets with his partner as well!

the next time you came over to his place, he had already bought the materials, the strings and the beads, for the two of you to make the bracelets!

the two of you ended up spending more time just staring into each other's eyes and giggling than actually putting any beads on the strings

occasionally, luka lifts your chin without saying a word to get you to look at him, admiring your eyes and stealing a kiss from you, before focusing on the bracelets again

by the end of it, the two of you have cute bracelets of each other's eye colors, that won't just remind you of each other, but also of the fun day you two had together!

[multifandomsimagine]

Imagine Luka helping you find safety when an akumatized villain shows up

It's a tug on your wrist that breaks you out of your stunned stupor as you watched your classmate become enveloped in dark-purple ether before they emerged successfully akumatized. Breaking your gaze from the villain, your eyes notice blue hair first before you see a familiar jean jacket and realize your savior is Luka. Pulling you into motion as he searches for a safe place, looking back every so often to make sure the villain hasn't found you yet.

Moving to the closest door, Luka turns the doorknob and smiles when it successfully turns and opens. He nudges you inside first before following you in, closing the door and locking it for extra protection. "We have to get away from here and find a safe place." He tells you, moving a chair and sticking the headrest under the handle.

Scanning the room, you point to the air duct. "Maybe we should sneak out through the vent."

"Good idea."

Dragging a chair under the vent, Luka pops the grille out with a sharp tug, passing it to you so you could set it down quietly. "Thank you, Luka." You tell him. At his questioning look, you clarify: "For helping me back there. They probably would have gotten me if it wasn't for you."

"I'll always help you, [Name]."

[spiderbaby123]

Foreign

Luka Couffaine x Reader

A/n: i will probably make this a series.

Ok so this part is cross posted on watty and when I do part 2 it will be there as well!

Summary; y/n is Chloe Bourgeois' cousin, sent to live with her uncle in Paris. She is American and doesn't really speak French very well. As she tries to navigate the language, she learns there's more to Paris than the language.

Tw: explosions?

"Classe, nous avons un nouvel élève aujourd'hui. Elle vient d'Amérique. S'il vous plaît, faites bien de l'aider." Miss Bustier said in front of the class.

(Class we have a new student today. She is from america. Please do well to help her.)

The woman opened the class door and in walked a very timid looking girl. She had h/l h/c hair and e/c eyes. She wore a cute little black crop top and leggings with the galaxy on them. She was holding her book bag close to her chest nervously. Miss Bustier smiled at the girl. "C'est y/n Bourgeios." She said to the class then lookee at y/n. "Vous pouvez vous asseoir à côté de Juleka." (You may sit next to Juleka.) She said and motioned to a girl with black and purple hair. Y/n looked at her slightly confused but guessed she wanted her to sit next to the girl. She hesitantly walked over and took the empty seat. There were a few whispers and stares at the girl. "Un autre Bourgeios ? Quelle chance.." (another Bourgeois? how lucky..) y/n didn't understand the whole whispers from behind her. She heard Bourgeois and knew chance meant luck, but the tone of the whisper said enough. She sunk in her seat and pulled out a book that was an English to French translator. Juleka saw the book and looked up at the girl next to her. Did she not know french? About an hour later, Miss Bustier turned to the class. "je veux que vous fassiez équipe avec vos voisins pour une mission. il sera dû à la fin de la semaine. s'il vous plaît, travaillez-y à la maison." (i want you all to pair up with your neighbors for an assignment. it will be due at the end of the week. please work on it at home.) Y/n stared confused as she tried to decipher the words. Je=I, vous=you, maison=home.. she couldn't get it all. She hesitantly looked at Juleka, the girl had seemed shy which made y/n hesitantly to ask for help. To her surprised the girl was already looking at her. Both girls blushed in nervousness. "Voudrais-tu travailler chez moi ou chez toi ?" She said timidly. (Would you like to work at my place or yours?) Y/n stared. Moi=my.. "uh.. i-i dont.." she hesitated. Juleka seemed to understand. "You speak english." She said to y/n. "Yes. You know it?" The girl nodded. "My father is from Britain. My English is not perfect, though. We have to work at home for the paper." She explained. Y/n nodded. "Oh, ok.. c-could you help me, maybe?" She asked, not understanding that it was a project for partners. Juleka smiled shyly. "Uh.. together at home. Uh.. group work.." she said. Y/n smiled softly. "O-ohhh." She understood now. They were meant to work together.

~After school~

Juleka and y/n had ended sharing their entire schedule. Despite her shy nature, Juleka had helped y/n all day. She introduced her to a few people, and now they were walking to Juleka's home to work on their project. "Merci pour aide moi." Y/n said in broken french. (Thank you for help me." Juleka giggled. "Try to say, Merci de m'aider." She corrected. Y/n blushed, "uh.. Merci de m'aider?" She repeated. "je vous en prie." Y/n looked at her confused. Je=I, vous=you, en=?, prie=?. "It means you are welcome." Juleka smiled. je vous en prie= you're welcome. As they walked up to the river Juleka stopped. "We are here." Y/n looked at the girl confused. "Here?" Juleka nodded and pointed to a house boat in the water. Y/n nodded and followed the girl hesitantly. As they walked in Juleka lead y/n to her room.

Luka had already been in his room, home from his school. He didn't have work today so he was sitting on his bed, tuning his guitar. He noticed his sister walking by and smiled. Then he saw her. He blushed slightly. She was beautiful. He got up and walked over to his door to look out it, catching a glimpse of the two girls slipping into Juleka's room. He hadn't felt this flutter in his heart since he had met Marinette. He placed a hand over his heart in attempt to calm it.

Y/n sat on Juleka's bed and pulled a book out of her bag. Juleka closed the door and just barely had noticed her twin with his hand over his chest as she did so. She turned and walked over to y/n to do their project.

Two hours later the girls had managed to get two paragraphs of their paper done. Though Juleka knew some English, the language barrier was clearly working against them. Y/n had to translate word for word in the book to english so she could read it. It was almost time for her to leave. A knock on the door had interrupted them. Juleka got up and opened it to see Luka standing there. He glanced behind her at y/n and smiled at her then looked back to Juleka. Y/n stared, she was frozen. This boy.. he's.. he's so.. cute.. she thought to herself. "est-ce que toi et ton ami avez faim ?" He said to Juleka. "est-ce que maman cuisine ?" She replied. "Oui. Poulet au parmesan." He answered. Y/n simply stared at the boy in the door frame. She couldn't even focus on trying to understand the words coming from his mouth. Juleka nodded. "ok, je vais lui demander si elle veut rester, mais vas-y et dis-lui oui." Luka nodded and looked back at y/n. He noticed her tinted cheeks and smirked slightly. He waved at her. "au revoir, jolie." He walked away. She looked at Juleka confused. "W-who is Jolie?" She asked. Juleka blushed, embarrassed to explain that her brother had just flirted with the girl. "Jolie is.. uh.. pretty.." she said. Y/n still didn't understand. "Why did he call me by her name though?" She asked clueless. Juleka blushed deeper. "Uh.. a-are you hungry? My mom is cooking." She changed the subject. Y/n pouted softly but nodded. "Yes a little." Juleka smiled. "Stay and eat. Others are coming after eating for band practice." Juleka said smiling.

The whole time they ate y/n had stayed quiet. She didn't understand anything said at the table. Just words here and there. The conversation quieted suddenly, causing y/n to look up confused. She blushed as she saw Luka and his mom staring at her, Juleka had left the table to answer her phone or something. "tu es nouveau à l'école, n'est-ce pas ?" Luka asked. (You are new to school, yes?) She stared at him. "U-uh.. tu.. l'école.. uh.. je ne t'ai pas vu?" (I did not see you?) She said questioningly, thinking he said something about seeing her at school. She didn't know he didn't go there. Luka chuckled. "Non, Non, je vais dans une autre école." (No, no, i go to a different school.) She stared again, blushing deeper. She couldn't understand him.. he noticed her staring and smiled. "tu ne parles pas français ?" He asked. (Do you not speak french?) That she understood. She shook her head. "N-no.. Je p-parle a-anglais." She said, her pronunciation slightly off. He smiled and nodded. "Ah. You must be having a hard time, then." She blushed as Luka spoke in English to her. She nodded. "It's.. a struggle.." She admitted. He nodded. "Do you need a teacher? I could help you." He offered. She blushed again and nodded. "A-are you sure?" He smiled. "n'importe quoi pour la jolie fille." (Anything for the pretty girl.) She furrowed brows, causing him to chuckled. "I would love to teach you, jolie." She bit her lip. "Uh.. m-my name isn't.." he laughed. "It is a nickname, jolie." She blushed deeper. "O-oh.."

After they finished dinner, Juleka and Luka had band practice with a few others who had shown up. They invited y/n to stay and she did. It was only her first day but she felt like she was already making friends. She smiled to herself as she sat on a chair, listening to the band. They were pretty good, even if y/n couldn't understand what they were singing. Once they finished practice and cleaned up their equipment, Luka walked over to y/n. "tu es très jolie quand tu souris." (You look very pretty when you smile.) He smiled at her. Y/n blushed, she didn't know what he said but his voice alone was enough to make someone melt. Let alone his looks. That's when it happened.

BOOM

The world shook around them. Y/n gripped Luka's shirt to keep from falling. Luka grabbed her quickly, helping her stay up. Everyone looked around. The water was rippling. There was smoke coming from about a block away. Then a zip of purple light flew around the sky. Y/n gripped tighter to Luka. What was this? Was Paris attacked? Luke noticed the way she looked terrified. He realized she probably didn't know about Akumas and Miraculouses.

BOOM

She gasped and hid her face in Luka's chest, causing him to blush lightly. He watched as Marinette snuck off and then Adrien. He knew they could probably handle this but there was a chance they'd need him.

SWOOSH

A flash of red flew by. Ladybug. Luka pulled away from y/n, who looked terrified. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the house part of the boat. He lead her to Juleka. "ici. je vais aller aider les autres à descendre ici." (Here. Im going to help the others get down here.) He said to his sister, who nodded. Luka left. Y/n gripped Juleka's hand suddenly. The other girl frowned seeing how terrified y/n had been. "It's ok. Ladybug and Chat Noir will make things ok." She said, confusing y/n more.

Luka had been needed. He transformed to Viperion. He was helping Ladybug and Chat Noir fight the current Akumatized victim.

BOOM

A bright purple orb flew towards the river. Viperion raced to check on his friends and family. The boat was sinking. Everyone was out hopping to the dock. Except he didn't see y/n. He jumped down. "est-ce que tout le monde va bien ?!" (Is everyone ok?!) He asked, trying not to give away his identity. The group told him about y/n, still stuck in the boat. He raced in, looking for the girl. She was hiding in a corner. He frowned and got closer. She jumped when she saw him and tried to scoot away but hit water. She scrambled back towards him. "s'il vous plaît, mademoiselle, laissez-moi vous aider." (Please, miss, let me help.) She understood most of what he said. He held out a cautious hand to her. She hesitantly took it. He pulled her to his chest and helped her out of the boat. She blushed. He was.. cute.. but he reminded her of someone..

"Miraculous Ladybug!"

A flash of pink and they were back on the boat, y/n wrapped around Luka. She jumped and let go of him. She stumbled back and looked around. What just happened.. Luka grabbed her hand to keep her from falling. "Jolie. It's ok." He said. She shook her head and stared at him. "N-no.. w-what.. what was that?!" She asked, still terrified. Luka frowned and pulled her back to him. "Let me walk you home. I will explain."

Luka walked her home and explained the Akumas and Miraculouses, villians and heroes. Y/n felt like she was in a comic book. She didn't want to believe it. The world was already scary enough. It didn't need this too. Though.. "Who is the one with the lyre?" She asked suddenly. Luka froze slightly and blushed. "Uh.. Viperion." He told her. She blushed and nodded. "W-why do you want to know?" He asked hesitantly. She blushed deeper and looked away. "O-oh.. he saved me.." Luka nodded. "Oh.." he had knew that but need to play it off that he didn't. He noticed the blush on her cheeks and smirked slightly. Had she found his alter ego cute? As they got to Le Grand Paris, Luka turned to smile at y/n. "bonne nuit, jolie." (Good night, pretty.) He said softly. Y/n blushed. "Uh.. good night.."

[blue-asher]

Luka Couffaine X Reader

Can you imagine Reader turning into a fangirl over this new ally hero brought by Ladybug, Viperion?

And just the day after his first appearance Reader goes running straight to Alya to ask her all of the details and photos she got of him?

And right after that she takes the photos of all the possible angles and brings them to Marinette and Reader asks her to make a small doll like the one she has for Ladybug and Chat Noir?

And Reader having done that at school, screaming to the four winds because of her excitement, not realising that Luka was around (why would she care either way it's not like Luka is Viperion, that truly would be embarrassing)?

And Marinate, knowing the truth, just looks at Luka straight in the eye and asking Reader what does she like about the hero and Reader going in this spiral rant about everything good with him while Luka starts growing nervous?

Finally, reader and Marinate talking about the design and materials for the doll while Luka just stays freezed and red in the face, glued to the ground, not knowing how to take Reader's interest but also unexplainably happy about it?

Or him turning red every time he sees Reader with the doll on her backpack or shoulder, carrying it everywhere with them "for good luck and protection"?

Yeah, love it.

[donat-senpai]

Can you please do a platonic Yandere Adrien, Luca with a reader who wants to be in a relationship not with them but like in general, what would they do if they tried to ruin her relationship when she got one and she found out🙏

Please don't read this if you are uncomfortable with the yandere!

Pairing: Yandere! Adrien x Reader, Yandere! Luka x Reader

tw: platonic obsession, deception, manipulation

Thanks for waiting! I continue to work on fulfilling requests. BUT I have to inform you that I will no longer accept new requests for ladybug. I don't feel inspired by this fandom anymore.

ADRIEN

-The day you confessed your love was the worst day of Adrien's life.

-Your best friend, your closest person, almost a family member suddenly ceased to be important to you.

-You started canceling appointments with Adrien to go on dates with your boyfriend/girlfriend.

-Adrien was so disappointed and angry. But not on you. You will never be to blame. This terrible man has entangled you in order to ruin everything.

-The first thing Adrien wanted to do was use Cataclysm on your boyfriend/girlfriend. It would be easier that way. Faster. But he didn't want to scare you.

-Adrien needed to be cunning.

-He stole tests from the principal's office and planted them in your boyfriend/girlfriend's bag.

-Your school is prestigious. Such an act will not be forgiven.

-The news of the expulsion of this parasite (as Adrien mentally called this person) made you cry. Adrien was very sorry, but he had to do it.

-A little later, you found one of the tests in Adrien's bag when you wanted to get his notes. It fell out and went unnoticed. Until this moment.

-He realized what happened when he saw the disbelief on your face and the damn test in your hand.

-You asked him accusingly what that meant. Adrien ran through ideas in his head in a panic. Classmates came to the noise

-And he came up with…

-They (the pest) must have planted it. They were jealous and wanted to frame Adrien.

-His classmates quickly supported him. (He always knew that his good reputation would come in handy someday)

-How can kind, dear Adrien be capable of such meanness?

-Your mistrust hurt Adrien. How could you doubt your best friend? That person is a bad influence on you. Perhaps you shouldn't date them anymore.

-You felt ashamed

-It’s hard to leave, but your friend is there. He will help you write a goodbye message for them. He'll even send it for you.

-Adrien will free you.

-Your friendship will be safe again.

LUKA

-Three days. For a whole three days, Luka waited and hoped that you pranked him.

-Hope disappeared when you introduced Luka to your boyfriend/girlfriend.

-Luka still didn't understand how this happened. He was always there.

-Your happy face brought joy to Luka endlessly. He allowed this relationship to exist.

-He was ready to endure and listen to conversations about this person as long as it brought you pleasure.

-But the days passed, and you smiled less and less.

-Of course, your new boyfried/girlfriend became the problem.

-Luka began to unobtrusively push you towards breaking up. Why do you need a relationship in which your partner only upsets you?

-The guy’s patience finally ran out when you came in tears and said that you saw Him/She hugging someone else.

-If Luka were not a restrained person, he would have akumatized to take revenge. But you needed comfort.

-For the next couple of days, Couffaine stubbornly thought about getting rid of the obstacle once and for all.

-Your ex gave him the idea himself.

-They persistently tried to contact you. You didn’t want to communicate with him/her and gave Luka your phone so that he could delete the messages. Luka used this against him/her.

-Luka convinced you to block your ex on all social media. And the letter from the mailbox explaining that he/she hugged his cousin was replaced with another one - with threats. It was not difficult to fake the handwriting following the example.

-Photos taken without your knowledge were thrown into your school locker.

-No one could ignore something like this. Your parents finally went to the police.

-Luka invited you to stay with him while the trial is ongoing. His family didn't mind, and yours decided that a change of scenery wouldn't hurt.

-The guy felt bad that he had to scare you. He mentally promised to compensate you for all the ruined days.

-Everything was going great until you found all these damn pieces of paper. Copies of your ex's fake letter. Dozens of unsuccessful attempts to forge handwriting.

-Why? Why did you open this box? Why did he forget to throw it away?

-Luka was terribly upset. But he knew what he had to do. He has to correct his mistake.

-He pushed you into the closet, snatching the letters from your hands, and locked the doors.

-Luka hastened to get rid of the evidence.

-He'll think of something. Without proof, no one will believe you. He will say that you had a fight with him and after everything that happened, you are simply confused.

-He will tell you over and over again that there were no letters until you both believe it.

-Luka did all this for you. You will understand this. He will always protect your friendship.

[ladybunny44]

🎸 Strumming the Heartstrings 💔

Pairing : Luka Couffaine x Male!Reader

Genre : ❕️☁️

Word count : ~2000

Summary : Luka Couffaine has always been your best friend, his music the melody of your shared moments. But when he confesses his love for Marinette, your unspoken feelings for him are pushed aside. Despite the pain, you help him navigate his new relationship, only to discover that Marinette doesn’t return his love. When Luka realizes what’s been in front of him all along, a heartfelt confession and a tender kiss might just change everything.

TW/CW : Angst with a happy ending, emotional hurt/comfort and themes of unrequited love (brief)

NOTIFICATIONS ꩜ ₊ ⊹! : Reader is written as Luka's bestfriend and eventual love interest! 📚

『••✎••』

The sound of Luka’s guitar was the background to most of your days. Sitting cross-legged on his bed, flipping through comic books, you found comfort in the music he effortlessly created. You’d been best friends for years, but for the past few months, that comforting companionship had turned into something else—something deeper.

Unfortunately, Luka’s heart was set elsewhere.

You learned the hard way when he excitedly confided in you about his confession to Marinette. His words were hopeful and tender, his voice carrying that rare vulnerability he saved for music or moments with you.

“She’s so amazing,” Luka had said, his eyes soft with admiration. “I told her how I felt, and... she said yes.”

Your stomach had twisted painfully, but you’d forced a smile. “That’s great, Luka. She’s lucky to have you.”

You buried your feelings, choosing to be the best friend Luka needed. You even suggested date ideas and gave him advice, pretending the cracks in your heart didn’t exist. Every time he came to you, gushing about Marinette’s smile or how she inspired his songs, you’d bite back your feelings and nod along.

But one evening, everything changed. Luka showed up at your room, his usual calm demeanor replaced by a stormy sadness.

“Luka?” you asked, sitting up from where you’d been sprawled on your bed, comic book in hand. “What’s wrong?”

He closed the door behind him, his shoulders slumping as he sat down beside you. “She doesn’t love me,” he said quietly. “I was just... a distraction for her. From Adrien.”

Your heart ached for him, the sight of his pain overshadowing your own. Without hesitation, you reached out, resting a hand on his shoulder.

“I’m so sorry, Luka,” you said softly. “You don’t deserve that.”

For the next few days, you stayed by his side, helping him through the heartbreak. You listened when he needed to talk and gave him space when he needed silence. Despite your own feelings, you put Luka first, as you always had.

Adrien’s party was a chance for everyone to relax and unwind, but for you, it quickly became suffocating. Luka had seemed in better spirits, but as the night went on, you caught him staring at Marinette. She, in turn, was looking at Adrien, her expression wistful.

It was too much.

You excused yourself, weaving through the crowd until you found a quiet corner. The sight of Luka’s longing expression had stirred something raw inside you, and you needed space to collect yourself.

Unbeknownst to you, Luka had noticed your absence. He sought out Juleka, who was lounging by the refreshments, and asked if she’d seen you.

“You’re looking for him now?” Juleka asked, raising an eyebrow.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Luka asked, frowning.

Juleka sighed, crossing her arms. “You’re so oblivious, Luka. He’s always been there for you, hasn’t he? Always putting you first, even when it hurts him.”

Luka stared at her, confusion giving way to a dawning realization.

“He loves you, you idiot,” Juleka said bluntly, shaking her head. “And you’ve been too caught up in everything else to see it.”

Luka didn’t waste a second. He pushed through the crowd, scanning the room for you. When he didn’t find you inside, he stepped out onto the balcony, where the cool night air wrapped around him.

You were there, leaning against the railing, your hands gripping the metal tightly.

“Y/N,” Luka called softly.

You turned, surprised to see him. “Hey,” you said, forcing a smile. “Everything okay?”

Instead of answering, Luka closed the distance between you. He stopped a few feet away, his gaze searching yours.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Your heart skipped a beat. “Tell you what?”

“That you love me.”

You looked away, your grip on the railing tightening. “It doesn’t matter,” you said quietly. “You love Marinette.”

Luka shook his head, stepping closer. “I thought I did. But tonight, I realized... I’ve been so blind. You’ve always been there for me, Y/N. You’ve been my anchor, my inspiration, my everything.”

Your breath hitched as he gently placed a hand on your arm, turning you to face him.

“I don’t deserve you,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “But if you’ll let me, I want to try. I want to be the person you’ve been for me all this time.”

Tears welled in your eyes as you searched his face, looking for any sign of doubt. But all you saw was sincerity.

“Luka,” you whispered, your voice trembling.

He leaned in, his hand gently cupping your cheek. His thumb brushed away a tear you hadn’t realized had fallen. Slowly, as if giving you the chance to pull away, he closed the distance between you.

When his lips met yours, it was soft and tentative, like the first notes of a melody. Warmth spread through you, and for the first time in weeks, the ache in your chest eased.

When you pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, his breath mingling with yours in the cool night air.

“I’m sorry it took me so long to see what was right in front of me,” he murmured.

With a shaky laugh, you brushed a strand of hair from his face. “You’re an idiot,” you said, your voice soft.

“Yeah,” he agreed, a small smile tugging at his lips. “But I’m your idiot. If you’ll have me.”

The party faded into the background as the two of you stood there, wrapped in the quiet comfort of each other’s presence. Luka’s hand slipped into yours, and for the first time, you felt like you were exactly where you were meant to be.

[lucifer5lucy]

Not me pausing Netflix every other second to find my dearest cyan tips ravenette.

Not my cousins being absolutely done with my fangirling when I see luka's back.

Not them leaving the room knowing 'man...she ain't gonna be done today. '

Not me jumping around literally and getting pissed cause I can't see his face in the movie..

Yet.

[uunromanticized]

hello. i love your headcanons. may i request Luka Couffaine x reader where they have golden retriever x black cat vibes?( i was just thinking how much Luka fits to be golden retriever as boyfriend. i started to see a lot of video like "Luka always listens to everyone. who would listen to him?" and i think that in this dynamic he would have person who would listen to him. like "ok ok ok" to his "la la la" you know?)(I'm sorry if you hate this "la la la ok ok ok" but i love it and couldn't help but put it here)

thank you so much!!! take care!!!( and sorry for long and maybe too long thing of request. you're free to do whatever you want with it)

hey there hun!!! thank you so so much that means the world to me!!! 💙💙 & yes of course!! don’t worry either i love the whole la la la ok ok ok thing it’s so cute n silly 🤭 i hope this is satisfactory!!

luka w/ a black cat lover

- luka is not necessarily used to being the one listened to rather than the one listening

- he’s not opposed to it, it’s a nice change of pace but it takes him aback at first.. it almost makes him awkward?

- you’re both more responsive people when others talk so when you’re both alone at first you’re just the standing emoji:🧍🏻‍♀️

- eventually you get over the awkward phase after seeing how upset luka looks one day and letting him talk to you about it

- after offering to take care of it (in which he can’t tell if you’re joking or not??) you then offer genuine advice. it’s then that he realizes that while you’re relatively irritable and stoic you’re a really sweet person underneath

- that’s also the first time he’s attracted to you

- dates are very chill and lowkey unless they’re planned ahead of time (or unless luka feels like surprising you)

- he’s very easygoing while you’re more calculating

- you’re not scary but luka still gets scary dog privileges. or maybe feral cat privileges? you’re definitely not afraid to protect him or growl under your breath at whoever pisses you two off

- don’t think that just because you protect luka doesn’t mean he doesn’t protect you

- you’re a couple that enjoys cuddling i think. you’re the one who lays on top of him

- quick kisses, not at all big on pda

- you two don’t have to be doing the same thing together, but rather you just enjoy being in the presence of one another

- he does like it whenever you share earbuds and you fall asleep though

- you’re there to take care of things emotionally while luka takes care of things like chores or errands

- sometimes you bitch about someone and lukas just smiling and nodding. he definitely takes notes though. just wait til he sees that bitch for himself

- the only times he feels genuine panic for you is after an akuma attack

- all in all you kinda let eachother just do your own thing

[miharuki]

𝖁𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝕾𝖓𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝕷𝖚𝖐𝖆

Ruki note: I had this weird idea while writing another imagine, cobra luka, gender neutral reader (gender not specified) au miraculpus

It was just a few days of vacation at a camp with your friends. The forest was very beautiful, especially at night, with the most stunning waterfall you had just discovered. You were eager to take a dip, but it would take too long to return to the camp to fetch your swimsuit, and it was hot that night, so why not?

On a whim, you took off your clothes and left them on a rock in the grass to keep them clean, and you jumped into the water. You were thinking that you would come back here with your friends the next day to enjoy the waterfall's good water.

You were having so much fun, marveling at how the moonlight illuminated the scene so well, that you didn’t notice something brushing against your feet—something scaly. Looking at the water, you saw the tail of a snake slithering between your feet. Turning to sense the presence behind you, you froze in terror when that thing appeared—a huge blue snake with hypnotic eyes.

Turning to run from the giant snake, you felt your wrist being pulled back. Turning around, you saw a young man where the snake had been. The snake had vanished, and the only thing there was the young man with black hair tipped with blue and those hypnotic eyes.

You snapped back to reality when pain struck you. Looking down, you saw the boy biting your wrist. Pulling your wrist away quickly, you held it against your chest, and with the throbbing pain, you ran, grabbing your clothes and sprinting back to the camp. You stopped briefly to put them on before running back to the camp, glancing at your wrist and noticing the two puncture wounds from the fangs. You didn’t realize how close you were until you were near the campfire.

You turned to look back, thinking the boy might have followed you, which made your friend Alya find it strange. “Did something happen, (name)?” Alya asked, looking at you with confusion, noticing you were scared and wet. “I-I had a—” You could barely speak, and realizing this, Alya got up from her place on the log and walked up to you, grabbing your shoulders and pushing you to sit on the log as you looked like you might fall or faint at any moment. “Breathe, what happened to you?” Holding your wrist, you took a deep breath before finally letting it out and looking at the girl in front of you. “I found a waterfall and decided to go in. There was a snake there, but then it changed. I tried to leave, but it turned into a boy, and then he—”

“Calm down! You’re talking too fast!” Alya said, resting her hand on your shoulder, noticing you were trembling. “What happened?” You showed your wrist to the girl, with the snake bite. “A snake, a boy, I don’t know what it was, but it bit me!” you said, almost shouting, with Alya finally noticing the seriousness of the situation. “Oh my God! I’m going to call the others. Who knows if it was poisonous,” Alya said, as she stood up and ran out, leaving you with your hand outstretched toward her. “Don’t leave me here!” It was too late; Alya was out of sight, and you were alone. Whether the snake was poisonous or deadly, you didn’t know, but you knew it had some effect since you were starting to feel strange. You began to hear a very faint humming, as if your friends were approaching and you could hear their voices, but it was becoming background noise as you focused on the melody. With your vision blurring, you turned to see where the melody was coming from and saw, from a distance in the forest, the same young man, identifiable mainly by his cyan blue eyes that shone among the dark foliage.

You couldn’t even hear your friends calling you from afar, not when you heard that boy whispering something. “Come with me,” he said, and you began to stand up. With your vision still blurry, it seemed that the only thing you could see clearly was that boy, the same boy from the waterfall, who seemed somehow so attractive. Your feet began to follow him slowly, watching him raise his hand as if wanting you to take it. Your friends' voices were so faint and distant, even though they were almost at the camp. All you could hear was the boy's voice drawing you closer, closer, but before you could lift your hand and touch his, something happened.

[bellekawata-san]

𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍 (art)

Chloé Bourgeois/Queen Bee

⚝Chloé Bourgeois: Chloe in "My Poisonous Villain" is a spoiled girl, maintaining the same personality as in the series. After the arrival of the Supreme, with her parents becoming famous and her father becoming the mayor, she gains so much freedom that she can do whatever she wants. She is the childhood best friend of Adrien Agreste, although he cannot stand her. Because of this, she thinks he is playing hard to get. She doesn’t care at all about Sabrina, not even calling her a "friend" but rather a "servant." Since her parents are famous and have a lot of political power, even having contact with the Supreme, she thinks very highly of herself. There are conspiracies suggesting that the Supreme is using the mayor, and it was because of the Supreme that Chloe's father became the mayor.

Depois de você, ela conseguiu um Miraculous, que era originalmente destinado à sua mãe, mas por causa da revolta de Gabriel Agreste, a Suprema preferiu continuar confiando o Miraculous aos adolescentes. Chloe usa seu próprio kwami ​​como servo também, afirmando que, como rainha, ela merece. Pouco é dito sobre sua meia-irmã Zoe, sem nenhuma conexão forte e apenas um relacionamento neutro.

She loves bullying others, with Marinette Dupain-Cheng being her main target, and she threatens anyone who tries to accuse or report her, even those who defend her. Juleka was once one of her targets, but after finding a new target, she decided to leave Juleka alone, especially because her older brother was kind of cute. In her civilian form, she initially doesn't care about you, to the point of just rolling her eyes.

She often wears expensive and chic styles of clothing, wanting to feel like a queen as much as possible. She also uses this to try to attract Adrien Agreste's attention, but it doesn't work since "he is playing hard to get," as Chloe says, not realizing that the boy is nearly at the point of punching her and simply can no longer stand her or even consider her a friend.

⚝Queen Bee:I kept the same name as her heroic form, since it doesn’t make much sense to change it, especially because Chloe here already sees herself as a queen. Using the Bee Miraculous, she already calls herself Queen Bee. As your right-hand and having received her Miraculous after you, she comes up with great evil plans, finding more and more ways to hurt the Butterfly Miraculous holder. She will rarely expose herself or say that she is Queen Bee or that she has a Miraculous, since the Supreme is forbidding it.

The fact that Chloe has never seen the Supreme but believes that you have, as you are known as the Supreme's "right hand," makes her respect you deeply. She proudly says that she is thankful to be your right hand, even though she wanted to be "the right hand" of the Supreme. She realizes that it is better for you to be in that position, as it means she doesn't have to handle the paperwork and can keep the action for herself.

She views Shadybug and Claw Noir as quarrelsome kids and says that if they didn’t fight, they could catch the Butterfly Miraculous holder. But she is grateful for the fights, as it is her "entertainment." She hates and has no respect for Shadybug and Claw Noir, only tolerating them because you do.

⚝ Pólen: Pólen age como uma abelha submissa, obedecendo Chloe sem questionar, lixando suas unhas como ela deseja. Pólen quase não come, pois está sempre elogiando e mimando sua dona, que só a usa como uma serva. Chloe proíbe Pólen de dizer qualquer coisa que ela não queira ouvir e também a proíbe de fugir. Pólen é apenas uma abelha submissa, como Chloe diz."

✧Playlist:

YouTube

Spotify

✧ Outras contas:

Ao3

Quotev

Wattpad

Spirit Fanfic

✧masterlist

[ciciyup]

Revenge.

cw: cheating, violence (insults, beatings), humiliation (cruel phrases and names), sensitive content.

Summary: Your relationship with Nathaniel Kurtzberg is perfect: there is love and mutual respect. An incredible couple. But after receiving a call and having a conversation that led you to discover something you would have liked not to see, you and the girls are willing to make all the boys suffer to give them a taste of their own medicine.

Nathaniel Kurtzberg X Fem! Reader (x Luka Couffaine).

━━━━━━✧ 🦢 ✧━━━━━━

Your day had started well, like any other day in Paris. You had never been a girl of big dramas or exorbitant emotions, but that didn't stop you from eventually managing to have your small group of friends with whom you shared affinities, laughter and special moments. That end of the year at university was supposed to be calm, with preparation for the future in mind and memorable moments with friends and couples. Your afternoon promised to be like any other. You walked through the streets calmly, enjoying the mild weather while checking your phone; however, Alix's call completely changed your routine.

—Hey! Can you come to the park? It's urgent —Alix spoke from the other line.

—Urgent? What's wrong? —you asked, frowning.

—I'll explain it to you when you get there, but it's serious. Come quickly. —she finished quickly before hanging up.

Although bewildered after the call, you accepted and headed to the park you always used to go to with your friends only to find out that the meeting included several girls you didn’t share certain bonds with: Marinette, who you had no problem with, but you had always found her too intense. Alya was nice, but her energy could also be exhausting. Chloe… It was simply Chloe. With Mylene, Sabrina, Juleka, and Rose, you also had no problems, but they weren’t in your circle, so you didn’t have a close friendship relationship.

—Why didn’t you tell me it would be a group meeting? —you asked discreetly, drawing Alix closer to you.

—Because if I told you, you would have hesitated to come —she answers obviously. —This affects us all. Listen. —Alix quickly gathers everyone together to hear her clearly, her face more serious. You felt out of place for a moment after looking at everyone's faces and noticing the seriousness in each one, as if they already knew something you didn't. —Our boyfriends are cheating on us.

The silence fell like a hammer. Marinette and Alya shared a tense look, Chloe frowned with her lips pressed together, and Mylene looked down at the floor with a disfigured face. You, on the other hand, arched an eyebrow at the last words.

—What are you talking about? —You asked, still standing firm, but feeling your heart begin to race.

—We saw them enter a hotel with other girls. All of them. We couldn't see who they were, but what we saw left no doubt —Alya intervened, with her arms crossed and a serious expression.

—We didn't want to believe it, but we already have enough to suspect —Marinette spoke nervously and the other girls nodded in response.

You began to feel a slight knot in your stomach. The idea of Nathaniel, your Nathaniel, doing something like that seemed absurd to you. But then, why were the rest so sure?

—We should talk to them before making assumptions —you suggested, looking for a mature approach.

—Talk? —Chloe snorted in disbelief, her arms akimbo. —Talk to a bunch of lying traitors? Of course not.

—We’ll only know if we go. —Marinette, normally calmer, had a hard look on her face this time.

Against your better judgment, you ended up following them. You didn’t entirely agree with that way of doing things, but you found yourself dragged along, perhaps also because your curiosity played a trick on you. Sneaking away was easier than expected. They all moved silently, dodging employees and discovering the floor where the boys were. Upon reaching the indicated room, one of the doors was ajar and what they saw was enough to make their faces harden. The room was in a chaotic state, with loud music, alcoholic drinks everywhere, and clothes strewn about. Each of the boys, their respective boyfriends, were accompanied by other girls, many of them acquaintances. Adrien was with Lila, who was curled up on his lap and kissing him shamelessly. Nino was dancing intimately with a stranger, carefree, bringing his hands to her butt. Ivan, blushing, was receiving compliments from a girl who kept caressing his shoulders and creating more closeness. Kim was trying to lift Kagami's skirt, who wasn't even paying attention, focused on Adrien. And in a corner, Nathaniel had a girl hanging on his arm, looking at him with admiration and distributing kisses all over his face while he didn't seem to do much to push her away. It was Chloe who almost gave them away when she opened her mouth indignantly when she saw Adrien there. Luckily for her, the music was too loud for anything to have been heard.

—I'm going to kill those...! —Chloe hissed angrily before being stopped by the others.

—Adrien is my boyfriend, not yours, Chloe —Marinette muttered, rolling her eyes, though her gaze was filled with fury.

You, on the other hand, felt like your world was shaking. Nathaniel with another. Accepting his kisses, giving him that shy smile he always used to give you. The fact that he allowed something like that without even thinking about you was enough to make your chest ache. The others were just as affected, each processing it in their own way. Mylene had tears in her eyes, Alya clenched her fists, Alix narrowed her eyes staring at everyone, Marinette breathed deeply trying not to lose her composure, and the other girls couldn’t believe their eyes.

—Let’s go —you whispered, your tone low but firm. No one protested. They all retreated silently, processing the betrayal.

When everyone got outside, the silence lasted only a short while before the group erupted in a mix of rage and sadness. While you and Alix remained silent still processing everything, Marinette put her hands on her head talking to herself, Alya walked in circles muttering insults, and Mylene cried while Juleka, Rose, and Sabrina comforted her.

—I can't believe it —Marinette muttered, her eyes somewhere between disappointment and anger.

—Ivan... I thought he loved me —Mylene whispered, her eyes full of tears.

—That idiot Nino is going to find out! —Alya insulted anything that reminded her of him, being really furious.

—Kim is a swine —Alix growled, kicking a rock.

—And what did they expect from all those losers? —Chloe spoke calmly, snorting with her arms crossed, but just as indignant.

It was then that Alya broke the chaos with an unexpected idea.

—If they're fooling us, why not do the same?

The suggestion left everyone silent. The idea of getting revenge on the boys the same way they had been betrayed was tempting.

—What? —you blurted out, a mix of surprise and skepticism.

—Think about it —Alya continued, her expression serious. —If they think they can play us, the same play has to be played back to all of them.

—That’s ridiculous —Marinette hesitated, though her tone wasn’t one of outright rejection.

—Is it? Because, honestly, I don’t see why we should just sit back —Alya replied.

—I like the idea. —Chloe followed her with a sharp smile.

—I’m not talking about just randomly finding other boys —Alya explained —I’m talking about making them suffer.

Everyone’s eyes sparkled with a mix of anger, confusion, and possibly excitement. Even though you didn't consider yourself a vengeful person, remembering the image of Nathaniel with someone else made something inside your principles change.

—I'm listening —you finally said.

—If they did this to us without hesitation, I don't see why not —Alix added, smiling defiantly.

—We need it to be something big —Marinette commented, thinking. —Something that affects them. —They all looked at each other, agreeing. Alya immediately took the lead.

—We need allies. For this to work, we need to do the same thing they did... But worse.

The following days everything continued as usual and relatively calm. Everyone acted normally, as if nothing had happened. For your part, you continued seeing Nathaniel, helping him with his artistic projects, forcing yourself to smile every time he held your hand or smiled at you with the same sweetness as always, although inside his betrayal continued to eat away at you and the fact that he acted so calm as if he hadn't done anything only made everything worse. The same was true for the others. Marinette endured Adrien’s kind gaze, Alix continued to race Kim, Mylene continued to cuddle with Ivan, and Alya still laughed with Nino as if nothing had happened. This was all part of the plan, and one by one, they began to recruit allies.

Chloe was the first to act. She contacted Felix, Adrien’s cousin, who by chance to be in a relationship with Kagami. After meeting at a fancy cafe, Chloe bluntly explained what had happened and the idea. Felix remained silent for a few seconds before a cold smile formed on his face.

—So Kagami and my cousin have been treating me like an idiot? —he asked in an icy voice.

—Exactly —Chloe stated, her expression superior. —And we want to return the favor.

Felix calmly took his cup of tea, but his gaze shone with contained anger before he calmly replied. —I’m in.

Meanwhile, you had your own missions. You knew that going to Luka was a low blow. He had always been a close friend and overly kind to everyone, so asking him for help with something like this wasn't easy. But seeing Nathaniel continue to act as if nothing happened after what happened at the hotel made you boil inside. You found yourself at the dock, the place where you used to chat when something worried you. Marinette was also there with the same goal and backing you up. You both looked at each other for a moment before nodding confidently and entering the Couffaine home.

—Hi! What a surprise to see you both. Is something wrong? —Luka asks, giving a half smile that is quickly erased when he sees their serious expressions.

—Adrien and Nathaniel tricked us. Not just those two… All of them. —Marinette quickly speaks, being direct.

Luka frowned after hearing the statement. —How?

While you explained the situation and the idea of the plan, Luka listened in silence, his eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and disappointment.

—I’m so sorry —he answered sincerely, looking at both of them. —I like Adrien and Nathaniel, but this…

—We want revenge —Marinette intervened. —And we need your help, Luka.

Luka sighed, running a hand through his hair in an attempt to clear his thoughts. —It’s not my style, but… You’re my best friends. If this makes you feel better, I’m in.

Meanwhile, Alya, Alix, and Mylene took charge of recruiting some boys from class. Max, who was close to Kim, was one of the first to agree, outraged by his friend’s behavior. Other classmates also joined in, willing to help. On Juleka’s side, Rose and Sabrina were working on something essential to make the plan perfect. With Sabrina’s skill, they managed to get a high-quality camera. The three of them made sure everything would work when the time came.

And finally, at your last stop, you had to convince Marc. You knew he was Nathaniel’s best friend, but he was also your friend. You weren’t sure if he would agree, but you had to try. After seeing him in the library drawing in his notebook, you sat down next to him before he looked up and greeted you. After explaining the situation to him, you watched his reaction closely. At first, Marc seemed reluctant.

—That… It doesn’t sound like something he would do —Marc pressed his lips together, clearly disturbed.

—But it is —you replied firmly.

—I don’t know… I mean, Nathaniel is my friend. I don’t want to hurt him.

—I didn’t want him to hurt me —either you replied quietly, avoiding his gaze for a moment before turning back to him. Marc lowered his head, uncomfortable. —You don’t have to do anything drastic —you continued. —Just be present. That’ll be enough. But if you don’t want to get involved, I’ll understand that too.

There was a long silence before Marc sighed and nodded. —Okay, I’ll do it for you.

With all the allies gathered, they all met back up in the park.

—Are we sure about this? —Juleka asked quietly, her arms crossed as she looked at Rose by her side and Sabrina, who put the camera back in her bag.

—More than ever —Alix replied with a nod and everyone else followed with a confident gesture.

—Hopefully, we can start tonight —Alya announced.

Looking around and then at all the girls, you didn’t know how far they were going to go with this, but one thing was for sure: there would be no turning back.

That night turned into complete madness, though not in a bad way. Everything had gone perfectly, every detail executed with precision. Between laughter, touching, and the excitement of the moment, they managed to accomplish the task without anyone suspecting a thing. Sabrina, who was in charge of recording everything along with Juleka and Rose, remained at her post, but she couldn't help but smile as well when she was invited to join. Now in charge of the camera, Juleka and Rose went through every corner recording everything they could, while Rose cheered and Juleka handled the camera so that everything could be seen in quality. The night had gone great. Not only had they completed the plan successfully, but, to everyone's surprise, the experience turned out to be incredibly fun. When everything was over and the boys left, the girls stayed to remove any trace of the evening. Despite the chaos that was coming, the satisfaction on their faces was evident.

With the material in Alya's hands, the next phase of the plan began. The next afternoon Alya got to work editing with surgical precision. For the first time working alongside Chloe, who had insisted on adding her own personal touches.

—This needs… Something more —Chloe commented, smirking as she looked through the material. Alya snorted, but remained open to hearing her idea.

—What do you have in mind? —Alya asked, raising an eyebrow.

—Something special for each of them. Something that will make them feel the humiliation in their bones.

After hearing her, Alya handed over the keyboard to her with a smile. Chloe took her time typing personalized messages to each of the boys, making sure they hurt like knives. She stopped especially at Adrien. Her fingers moved with precision over the keyboard before pressing “save.” Alya stared at the screen in silence for a few seconds, reading the message.

—That’s… Brutal.

—Too much? —Chloe asked with false innocence.

—No —Alya answered with a crooked smile —It's perfect.

When the video was ready, they all met back where it all began: the park. Juleka, Rose and Sabrina had done an excellent job gathering information. Thanks to them, they knew that that afternoon all the boys would meet at Adrien's house. It was the perfect moment. After coordinating the video to send it directly to Adrien's computer, with just one "click" the video was sent. They knew that, being with the others, he wouldn't be able to ignore it. And so it was.

In the enormous Agreste mansion, Adrien, Nino, Nathaniel, Kim, Ivan and a few others were scattered around Adrien's room while chatting or just hanging out with something they found there. Suddenly, Adrien's computer emitted a notification, which made him approach curiously.

—Alya sent me a video —he commented out loud even without opening the file. This caused the others to quickly approach, curious.

—Alya? —Nino asked, confused.

Without thinking much, Adrien pressed the play button. The screen lit up with the image of a luxurious hotel room, immediately recognizable as a suite at the Bourgeois hotel. But what captured everyone’s attention wasn’t the surroundings, but what was happening inside. The girls were there, surrounded by companions, and what happened next left them speechless.

Alya appeared on screen, carefreely kissing Max while both drank a bottle of alcohol. Her expression was one of pure amusement, completely lost in her own world. As the video continued to play, a cruel phrase appeared in large: “For the fool who can’t even seem to make his girlfriend laugh, here's someone who makes her more than laugh.” After reading that, Nino felt a lump in his throat, his hands clenching his knuckles tightly. He was ready to talk if only the video had not continued.

The next shot showed Mylene, sitting on a couch with an unknown boy, who was most likely not from that school. Mylene was smiling blushingly as the boy picked her up and sat her on his lap. Likewise, a phrase appeared in large: “Maybe sweetness isn’t everything, especially when you don’t have what it takes to satisfy your girl.” The message made Ivan feel like he had been punched in the stomach while simultaneously frowning.

The third shot showed Alix, in the arms of an unknown boy and Max. Her attitude was one of absolute mockery. As soon as the camera focused on her, she raised her middle finger while smiling. Another new phrase appeared on the screen: “To the sprinter who thinks he can win every race. Apparently, someone already beat you in the most important one.” Kim gritted her teeth tightly, feeling her pride shattered.

Soon the image changed. Luka appeared next to you, both kissing as if they were the only ones there. The scene was real, intense. Your tongues intertwined while Luka’s hands ran over your waist. To top it off, Marc came into the frame and held a shy kiss with you. The phrase was clear: “To the artist who should learn more from others. What a shame that he can’t be more than a shadow.” Nathaniel immediately closed his eyes, trying to hide the humiliation. His face paled for a moment as your scene repeated itself in his mind over and over again.

And just when they thought nothing could be worse, Marinette and Chloe appeared together, sharing a three-way kiss with Felix. Each one sitting on each side, keeping him in between them. Felix smiled with satisfaction, enjoying the attention as he drew the two girls close to him. The kiss was neither shy nor accidental, but provocative and shameless. The phrase that accompanied this was, without a doubt, the cruelest of all: “to the boy who could never take control of his own life. Too bad your mother isn’t alive to see how pathetic you are.” The image alone had already hurt Adrien, but what completely destroyed him was the ruthless message he read. He felt the air escape from his chest.

The video ended with everyone who had participated in a single shot gathered together, smiling and waving calmly at the camera as if it had been a simple game, before the screen faded to black.

The silence that took over the room was deathly. The boys stood still, their blood boiling and their hearts beating wildly from the great humiliation. The blows had been accurate. Deadly. Each of them had a different reaction: some were paralyzed, others seething with fury. Nathaniel could barely process it; Her voice only whispered your name and her mind repeated the image of you, Luka and Marc. Nino clenched his fists with his jaw tense. He couldn’t believe what he had just seen.

—This has to be a joke —Kim muttered, feeling anger bubbling up in her chest before she hit the nearest table hard, causing some of the boys to jump in fright. —I can’t believe this!

Adrien, on the other hand, couldn’t move. His eyes were fixed on the blacked-out screen, his mind spinning around the last sentence he had read. “Too bad your mother isn’t alive to see how pathetic you are.” His body trembled with anger. Slowly, he stood up, determined not to let something like that pass. One by one, the others followed suit, with determined expressions.

In the park, the girls, along with the others involved, chatted calmly. Some were more nervous than others, but no one gave any indication of wanting to escape or back out.

—Well, that went better than expected. I'd give anything to see their faces when they saw that video —Chloe said calmly, smiling relaxedly as she looked at her nails.

—I feel a little bad though... —Marc muttered, somewhat unsure of having participated.

—Don't worry, they asked for it —Alix reassured him, patting his shoulder.

The tranquility was interrupted when a group appeared on the other side of the park. The boys. With quick, furious steps they approached and chaos was quick to erupt.

—What the hell was that video, Alya?! —Nino's voice echoed with contained rage.

—What you deserved. —Alya responded with crossed arms and a direct response.

Nino stepped forward to say something else, but before he could open his mouth, Kim exploded.

—Do you have any idea what you did?! —He roared furiously, his gaze fixed on Alix.

—Oh please, are you surprised that people get tired of you? —Alix replied sarcastically, still staring at him; this made Kim grit her teeth before turning sharply to Max.

—Traitor! You were supposed to be my friend!

Max, far from backing down, calmly adjusted his glasses. —I was. Until I saw you act like an idiot to Alix and with everyone else.

Kim felt fury overflow. Without thinking, she launched herself at Max, pushing him hard. A couple of hits were enough for the other boys to start fighting as well. Nathaniel, who had remained silent since he had seen the video, seeing Luka made his rage come to the surface.

—You took her from me! —Nathaniel shouted, approaching Luka with eyes burning with anger as he pushed him.

Luka, already seeing all this coming, did not hesitate to respond. —You never valued her! —he replied, returning his push with a stronger one.

The tension rose, and within seconds Marc tried to meditate with both of them, but instead ended up being dragged into the fight.

—You betrayed me too! —Nathaniel shouted furiously, looking at him with the same contempt with which he had looked at Luka.

Meanwhile, Adrien didn't hesitate to launch himself at Felix at the slightest opportunity.

—How could you?! You're my family! —Adrien looked at him with his face contorted with fury.

Felix, with his usual coldness, only smiled mockingly. —Don't play the martyr, dear cousin.

Adrien didn't need more to throw a punch that hit Felix directly in the face. Without losing his cool, Felix wiped the blood from the side of his mouth before hitting him back with impeccable precision.

The exchange of blows and screams turned into absolute chaos in no time. Nino, Kim, and Ivan launched themselves at Max and the other boys involved without planning to leave any of them with an unscathed face. Soon the street was filled with insults, screams, and fists clashing. This soon caught the attention of passersby, and soon after, a group of people had gathered, watching the spectacle. The girls, who had initially stood watching the outcome, decided to intervene to protect the boys they still cared about. Marinette and Chloe launched themselves at Adrien and Felix trying to stop them, while you tried to stop the fight between Nathaniel, Luka and Marc, Mylene tried to meditate with Ivan, Alix tried to help Max by kicking Kim away, while Alya did the same with Nino. Each one separated the boys they could, while making sure that no one else got involved. The park, which had previously been a quiet place, became a battlefield. Insults and blows flew everywhere; even some of the group of people gathered took out their phones to record. Juleka, Rose and Sabrina, seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, took out their phones to call the police.

—This is getting out of hand... —Juleka muttered, observing the scene. Rose, by her side, along with Sabrina, nodded in concern.

A few minutes later, the sound of sirens filled the air. The police had arrived.

—Stop right there! Police! —Roger, Sabrina’s father, arrived with a few officers, running towards the frenzied crowd, separating the brawlers with effort.

Nathaniel and Luka struggled when they were pushed aside. Adrien and Felix had to be pushed in opposite directions. Marc had a bruise on his cheek while a policeman questioned him. Ivan was still being treated by Mylene and another policeman. Kim kept picking fights with anyone she laid eyes on. Nino, with a split lip, glared at Alya angrily.

—Feeling better now? —Adrien muttered, shooting Marinette an angry look.

—Much better. —she answered seriously, before turning her head in another direction.

Nathaniel, on the other hand, could barely look at you, and you didn't look at him either, knowing that what they both had was over.

—Forget it, Nathaniel. —you answered dryly when you saw him approach you, without even looking at him. Nathaniel didn't insist any more, lowering his gaze while touching the bump on his forehead, which he covered with his hair.

Chloe, on the other hand, seemed to complain more about her broken nail than about the disaster that had occurred, as she struggled with an officer to get him to let her go, threatening to tell her father. Alya looked coldly at Nino without saying a word. Alix smiled satisfied at Kim, who couldn't stop steaming from her ears, and Mylene couldn't stop crying.

—Everyone will come to the police station. Now. —Roger looked at them disapprovingly before leading them to the patrol cars.

The chaos had reached its peak. Revenge was complete. But the consequences for everyone were just beginning. Deep down you knew that after this, nothing would ever be the same for anyone. What was once friendship and love was now replaced by a feeling of emptiness and bitterness. Blue and red lights flashed in the park as people scattered and those involved said nothing more except their betrayed faces. Nothing would ever be the same again. Not after that day.

━━━━━━✧ 🦢 ✧━━━━━━

🏹 a/n: Hey! The vote has been quite even, but finally a result was given. Thanks to everyone who voted! Honestly, this story was longer than I thought it would be, but I had fun writing it.

—cici🏹

[frickingnerd]

love triangle with adrien & luka

pairing: adrien agreste x gn!reader x luka couffaine

tags: friendly rivalry (mutual), supportive friend!luka & adrien, mostly wholesome fluff, love songs (luka to reader)

adrien and luka both aren't very competitive people and would never start a fight over you!

but that doesn't mean they'll easily backdown either. both boys are determined to be the one you choose in the end!

luka is the first one to fall for you. or at least, he's the first one that makes his feelings for you clear

luka quietly had been crushing on you for a while, but when he suspected that adrien had feelings for you as well, he confronted him

luka lets adrien know that he has a crush on you and will ask you out, but also offers adrien to ask you out as well, to see which one of the two guys you'd choose

while adrien and luka don't really support each other when it comes to winning your heart, they don't need to put each other down either!

luka has marinette and juleka to support him when it comes to you, while adrien has nino and felix on his side!

luka's way to win your heart is through music, charming you with love songs he wrote just for you

adrien struggles to find something that could charm you. when he's being himself, it's hard for him to really flirt with you, but if he were chat noir, it'd be so much easier for him…

adrien honestly envies luka for how easily he can flirt with you! or honestly, just talk to you in general!

luka struggles with a bit of jealousy too at times, which often leads to luka getting a bit clingy and spending more time with you than usual

but no matter what, there isn't any bad blood between adrien and luka!

they respect each other and while both would want to be the one you end up with, they can accept your decision and still remain friends afterwards

even though it would hurt to know that they weren't the one you chose…

[xy-imagines]

this hurt me to make... justice for thw rest of kitty section!!!

hope ur happy now >:( @kitty-section-imagines

[adaobiiii]

──────────── black!reader x luka ⋆｡𖦹°‧★

Prompt : Head cannons of Luka and his interesting (black) girlfriend

Pairing : Luka Couffaine x Reader, Luka x Reader

Warnings : None, Fluff, no-magic!au

A/N : Reader is mainly referred to as "you". Can be read from wtv perspective, but it's kinda implied that i wrote this with a female in mind. I wanna write a pt2 alr of like how ur friends see ur relationship yk

Home ||  Main Masterlist || MLB Masterlist

Relationship Information

So I'd like to believe the way you two met went something like this.

You are in the library studying for your 4 final exams you unfortunately have.

As you explain the concepts to yourself you looked STRESSED.

Knee is bouncing, your twists are basically hanging by a thread because of how much your pulling at your hair, your hands and lips feel dry, your clothes feel too tight, your shoes aren't on the right way, the room feels to cold, you haven't eaten in an hour 3 hours.

And all of a sudden this random guy is getting himself seated beside you and pulling out his notes.

For a second all your stress anxious feelings stop cause your confused....

Like didn't he see all the other empty seats? Why is this emo looking, skinny jeans wearing, rockstar wanna be sitting beside me.

Then he smiles at you and your brain kinda just clicks and something makes sense. He sees your studying and eventually y'all get talking.

Course many of your attempted dates went nothing as planned (you struggle with time (a black people problem i have) and always feel bad for making him wait-) But when you do get together it's like the universe decided to give you guys a break cause now all your dates and hangout sessions end up wonderfully.

Aesthetics

Your wardrobe is full of baggy clothes. Oversized hoodies, cargo pants, graphic tees and all your accessories are in gold.

Obviously there's the random, "hottie" or "thirst trap that i'll never post" outfit in there but your go-to is comfy.

Doesn’t stop you from stealing Luka’s stuff.

He doesn’t mind when you “borrow” his chains or rings to complete your look, but he always notices.

“That’s mine,” he says with a smirk, and you just shrug at him. 

 His band tees somehow find their way into your wardrobe, and you style them to perfection with chunky sneakers and layered jewellery.

He loves when you wear his clothes and won’t ask for them back (u dont know this). 

You also got him to not wear skinny jeans. It took days cause that was all he had in his closet but once you got him to see how thin his legs looked he was 100% willing to change.

Your Hair

Now when it comes to your hair this boy is most definitely OBSESSED

I feel like because he has basic hair (i apologise- but it looks so basic in the show 😭) he has an obsession w urs. Whether it’s in braids, a slick back bun or ponytail, or fluffy curls, he loves it all.

He loves when you let him help pick out hair accessories, cause he wants to decorate you.

Luka is incredibly careful and patient when helping wash your hair. He takes his time, making sure he doesn’t miss anything, following your instructions like it’s some ritual.  

He’s low-key mesmerized by all of it.

How the shampoo lathers to how your curls look when wet. You catch him staring a few times, and he sheepishly grins.  

“Your hair is amazing. I love how soft it feels,” he murmurs, making you blush even though you try to play it cool.  

I feel like he’d be surprisingly good at giving a scalp massage while applying conditioner or shampoo.

“Am I doing it right?” You reassure him with a playful, “For a newbie, you’re not bad.” 

Once your hair is clean and styled, bro can’t stop staring. “You’re gorgeous,” he says simply, and for once, you don’t tease him back, letting the warmth of his words sink in.  

Couple Dynamic : Bullying 

You roast Luka daily and without mercy, but he just grins, fully understanding that teasing is your love language.

You call him something like “Walmart Rockstar,” but he’ll laugh and reply with, “As long as I’m your Walmart Rockstar.”

Like SIR??? you're supposed to be offended 👎🏿

You’d definitely have a collection of ridiculous nicknames for him "Soft Rock," "Emo Barbie", "Emo Boi Wannabe" and he’d pretend to be annoyed but he loves it.

Sometimes, Luka surprises you by reciprocating the attitude.

One day, after you teased him for wearing the same hoodie for the third time that week (he did it cause it smelt like you), he snaps back and is like, “At least my hoodie isn’t in a fight with my earrings for attention.” 

It took u a few minutes to understand but when u did u almost died laughing, completely unaware that he had memorised something he had seen online and was waiting for this moment-

If Luka ever does something even mildly silly, you’re immediately there with something to say.

“Who told you that haircut was a good idea? Was it Juleka? Blink twice if you need help.” Luka just laughs and shrugs, “You’re jealous you can’t pull it off like I can.”

Daily Life and Couple Things

However, Luka’s calm vibes doesn’t mean he’s a pushover. If you’re in a feisty (funny word) mood, he’ll match your energy with gentle sarcasm or sly comments.  

You’ll playfully tug on his sleeve and tease him like, “Looking depressed again, huh?” while he casually slings an arm around your shoulders and murmurs, “It’s my thing, babe.”

You refuse to be straightforward with your compliments 95% of the time. Instead of just saying, "You look good," you’ll tell him something like, "I guess you’re not completely hopeless at fashion."

He would poke fun at you but chooses to laugh and kisses your forehead instead. 

You love sneaking pink stickers onto Luka’s guitar case or slipping a glittery scrunchie into his pocket, just to see if he notices. You find it so much fun because the hot pink neon donut sticker on his guitar case doesn't match his vibes at all.

He usually notices but leaves them because “It reminds me of you."

This is also your way of quietly letting others know he's taken.

When Luka is feeling down, you’ll hype him up in your own way.....

“You’re literally the only dude who can make playing the guitar look this hot. Stop sulking and get back to being the heartthrob we all know you are.”

Now Luka's perspective on all this.

Luka’s all about the small, meaningful touches—a hand on your lower back, brushing your hair out of your face, or lacing his fingers with yours when no one’s looking.

He met you when you were about to have a mini-panic attack so he'd just really good at calming you down.

I feel like between both of you, he takes on the more domestic roles. He cleans and cooks and everything and all you have to do is wakeup and actually get out of bed to eat.

Like i said earlier though calm vibes ≠ pushover.

If anyone, ANYONE, tries to say anything offensive to you that could even slightly cause you to doubt in the amazing and beautiful person that you are he 100% WILL come swinging.

"How dare you insult by gorgeous queen? Do you not see the way her skin glows in the sunlight? Or how her hair is so beautiful and taken care of? I'll have you know that she is an absolute genius and is better than you in every wa-"

Sometimes you have to shut him up cause he just won't stop. It's cute though

At first you felt bad (cause bro would be lecturing so many people about your perfectness) but he always brushes it off saying that he can't let the thoughts of others worry the love of his life.

Despite the teasing, everyone knows you’re his biggest supporter. When Luka’s performing, you’re in the front row hyping him up, wearing his band’s merch (but it's cropped and styled to perfection).

Around Other People

Luka’s more reserved and you’re the loud, playful one in your friend group.

Both of you are totally introverts but you are the more extroverted-introvert.

It's funny to everyone else cause of the whole "sassy" and "chill" vibe both of you have going on.

Like they'll see you ranting at super speed about something to him and making all these hand gestures and he's just nodding along and making sure you don't bump into people or things since you get suuuuuper distracted.

If anyone ever tries to cross you or Luka, your mouth starts to work faster than your brain. You'd be like, "You got something to say? Say it louder—I couldn’t hear over your bad decision-making." ( oml that actually sucked to write i had my brother come up with it- ) and Luka just watches in amused awe, knowing you’ve got things handled.

If someone flirts with Luka, you’ll swoop in like “Sorry, he’s taken,” before giving him a quick wink and he'd just shake his head with a soft laugh.

BUT If anyone comes for you, Luka’s the calm but firm defender.

Bro got the snake miraculous for a reason. He is sweet and gentle 95% of the time but when he bites it is venomous.

You’ll definitely be instigating in the background though, “Say it louder for the people in the back!”  

Intimacy & Trust  

As bold as you are, Luka sees the softer side of you. He’s the only one who knows that under all the attitude, you’re as sweet as can be, and he treasures the quiet moments when you let your guard down.  

Every now and then, when he least expects it, you’ll casually say something like, “You’re actually pretty great, Couffaine,” before quickly changing the subject. Luka lives for those rare moments of pure honesty.

He definitely surprises you with little handwritten notes tucked into your bag or under your phone. Your favorites? The ones where he writes, “You’re my favorite song.” 

Luka writes songs inspired by your duality, your confidence and the hidden kindness, you only show him.

“You’re the storm and the calm, my chaos and my peace.”

When life gets overwhelming for either of you, Luka plays soft songs on his guitar while you sit beside him, leaning into his calm energy. He appreciates your presence in his life, even in the quietest moments.