#angsty luka

[lopsaii]

Uhhhhh yeah

[enden-agolor]

am i even a real lukas fan without drawing his trailer design? so there’s that. also have some very sweet and gentle baja blast boys 🤗

[writer-rider-flirty-thirties]

Every song I've heard today made me think of him...

Lol idk why

(this last gif is just for me because... 😏🤭)

[thatskyafro]

MASSIVE TW!! FOR BLOOD AND FLASHING LIGHTS!!

[princeanxious]

*baps @shamedump * it's the blood twins and yer littol oc Vermillion!

And for anyone interested in TSAMS and oc branch-offs, please check out their fic Vermillion! It's really cute and a nicer look on how the bloodmoon twins could have had their view changed! More doodles for this fic are absolutely incoming(and hopefully will get digitally colored lol) as I've got a bunch of little scenes I wanna draw out for little Millie and the fam they've made!!

I can't wait to see what happens next, as I have some theories on how things might play out and I'm eager to see how it all plays out!!

[melandrops]

lonely eyes snippet :)

"I rescued you from the Lonely.”

“Yes.”

“You were in there because you loved me.”

“Yes.”

“I got you out because I love you.”

“Yes.”

“Did that not…did it mean nothing to you?”

“It was everything to me.”

“And still it wasn’t enough.”

“I suppose not.”

Read the story here

[deztryx]

MCSM FALLOUT AU OLIVIA ANGST‼️‼️

Giggles

I was gonna make aiden and the gang the greifers but then I'm like "hmm it would be even more angsty if I used axel with his greifer team or whatever"

I'm still thinkin about it lol

Theres so many plot holes and other opportunities ITS HARD UGGHHHH

[seas-of-silver]

The young rabbit hero quickly motioned to the surprised teenager to get into her portal before desperately shouting out, "Luka—Viperion, I need your help!"

The young rabbit hero quickly motioned to the surprised teenager to get into her portal before desperately shouting out, 'Luka—Viperion, I need your help!'

Luka tsked. 'Civilian and hero identity? Bunnyx, you're slipping.'

Bunnyx growled. Luka put his hands up as he chuckled in mock surrender.

'Be glad you found me when I was home alone, Alix,' he said as he entered the Burrow.

'Who's breaking rules now, snake boy?' Alix grouched, snapping the portal shut and stomping across the Burrow, grabbing him by the wrist and dragging him along with a ferocity that made him immediately switch into focus.

Luka knew how playful Alix was; cheeky by nature, a jovial competitor, and while she was a realist, she would be able to find levity in heavier moments. Normally, if he pulled her up on a slip, she'd roll her eyes, cock her hip and sass right back at him with an anecdote of when he himself had stuffed up, just to make it an even playing field. Normally, there'd be a little more banter. This, however, wasn't normal, and it put him on edge. As he observed her, she was pale, sweating, tired, jittery... scared.

'What happened?' he asked.

'No spoilers,' she shot back curtly as she pulled him in front of another portal.

'Hey.' He pulled his wrist out of her grasp. 'If you're going to send me out of my time into something that obviously has you rattled, I'm going to need to know what I'm walking into - which includes what led up to whatever this is.'

Bunnyx sniffled, and that's when he saw it. It wasn't just sweat trailing down her face. Luka wrapped her up in a hug.

'What are you doing, man?' came her muffled voice from against his chest. 'You-'

'I can spare a moment to make sure you're okay,' he told her. She returned the hug, and he felt his shirt dampen with tears. He wasn't sure how long they stood there, but eventually she pulled away.

'Th-the villain, the new holder of the Butterfly,' she began as she wiped her eyes and attempted to refocus herself, 'she's... so much worse that we could have ever imagined. Hawk Moth, Shadowmoth, Monarch - he had at least some boundaries, some morals, some rules about what he did, some lines he wouldn't cross... but her? She's just... there's nothing she wouldn't do, and it's horrifying.'

Bunnyx shivered, her pale facade tinging green.

'Should... should I ask why you couldn't get the Luka of that time?' he asked cautiously. Bunnyx just shrunk in on herself, and his heart sunk at the mortifying, unthinkable reasons she wouldn't, or perhaps couldn't-

'Spoilers,' she whispered with a glimmer of a smile, and he relaxed. So perhaps it wasn't as bad as he wasn't imagining, right?

'We're down a few members of our usual team, and the ones who are fighting are being pushed to their limits,' Bunnyx continued. 'This akuma is complicated, relentless and devastating. When we get on site, I'll inform the team that you're here, and after that, observe, report back to the team, and for goodness sakes - don't let the akuma see you. It'll be game over if you do.'

'What, like Medusa or something?' Luka joked, but at Bunnyx's nod, he grew solemn.

'And that's just one of the akuma's abilities.'

'Shit.'

'Yeah.'

Luka heaved a heavy sigh. 'Anything else I need to know?'

'Don't touch the goo.'

Luka raised an eyebrow.

'Seriously, don't touch the goo,' Bunnyx warned him.

Luka nodded slowly as he called on his transformation. 'Goo is a no-go. Got it.' He looked back at her. 'See you soon, yeah?'

'Yeah,' she agreed softly. 'Be careful.'

He smiled before stepping through the portal. He was halfway through when he felt a hand pull him backwards.

'Wrong portal, dummy!' Bunnyx scolded, shaking her head as she lined him up with the portal to the left of the one he just walked through. 'What would you even do without me?'

'I'd probably be really bored,' he countered as she shoved him unceremoniously through the portal and onto a secluded rooftop.

'I got the young Viperion for you, team' Bunnyx announced into her comms. 'Don't lose him - he can't stay up past his bedtime.'

'Copy that,' he heard the chorus of voices through his earpiece as he put it in.

'See you later, Vipey,' Bunnyx said to him as she slapped his shoulder in farewell.

'Later, Energiser,' he replied, chuckling as she flipped him off before hopping back into the Burrow, the bright portal swirling shut behind her.

~/~

Ask game: Give me the first sentence and I'll write a short piece for it!

[bug-the-chicken-nug]

not me thinking about my AU fic eventually having gepard getting disowned over a relationship with luka (plus the resultant sharp spike in how much Gepard was willing to rock the boat and express displeasure) and luka like feels not just guilty about the incident itself, but also guilty that he's so happy that now there's nothing stopping gepard from seeing him all the time and coming to move in with him and once gepard's had some time to adapt and adjust, he's *also* somewhat guilty over the realization that despite there being major downsides, he's overall *happier* and weirdly kinda *less* stressed like this. which means... luka makes him happier than serving the overworld. which means that he chose luka over the overworld... and isn't even *actually* sorry about it, he just feels like he *should* be.

[bittersweetresilience]

would you ever write something I disliked? the answer is no.

on a real note, would you ever write feluka? you like both these characters yes?

I FEEL LIKE YOU'D BE SURPRISED 🤣

but yes, i have written feluka! and i do like both of those characters! it's not my favorite pairing for either of them or anything but i have two fics in my documents hehe

(would you ever ask game)

[skitskatdacat63]

If I had a nickel for every time there was a romanlukas piss scene, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice

[verfound]

MINIFIC: Oct. 23: Day 20: Drowned (MLB, Lukanette, DLM AU)

Remember ch20 of Murder May? Where I tried to make coughing up blood sexy? The blink-and-you-miss-it reference to some “forgotten” kisses on Luka’s Death Day? 👀

For @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers October Minific Challenge 2023.

Read on Ao3

To Feel Alive Again: Ch20: Drowned

It’s hesitant at first.

Accidental.

She didn’t mean it.

She’s pretty sure he didn’t, either.

…even if she had secretly been thinking, dreaming, about it for a while now.

But it had been such a rough day for him.  He’d been moodier than usual, brushing her off – brushing everyone off – with a grumble at best and a scathing remark at worst.  He’d barely stayed for breakfast, and when she’d run after him…

“Just leave me the fuck alone, all right?” he snapped, yanking his wrist from her hand and spinning on her with a glare.  “It’s nothing.  I’m fine.  You don’t need to worry over me, ok?  I’ve been doing this a hell of a lot longer than you, Marinette.  I don’t need a fucking caretaker.”

It was the cruelest thing he’d ever said to her – to anyone, that she had heard.  And she hadn’t understood why, until she’d gone back into the café and had to excuse herself again because she couldn’t hold the tears back.  Fred had followed her towards the restrooms and had pulled her into a hug.  He’d told her everything – that it was Luka’s Death Day, that most reapers tended to get…testy on their Death Days.  What with the memories they usually brought up.  The regrets.

But it was Luka, and he was her friend, and…maybe it was her own naïveté, her own nurturing nature shining through, but…no one should have to go through that alone.  She wouldn’t want to be alone, at least.

He’d been doing his best to drown his sorrows in an old bottle of scotch when she’d knocked on his door.  He’d almost slammed it in her face – the door, not the bottle – until she’d pulled another one out of her bag.

“I know we can’t technically get drunk,” she’d said, offering him a tentative smile, “but…that doesn’t mean we can’t try, right?”

It had been Mendeleiev’s idea.  Something about past experiences.  Mendeleiev knew her team best, so Marinette had taken the tip for what it was.

And it was the alcohol.  It had to be the alcohol.

And the general badness of the day.  Luka losing his mind a little bit.

Because he totally wouldn’t kiss her if he was in his right mind…right?

They’d been laughing.  Watching something old and dumb and…and cuddled on the couch, and she’d looked up at him and his face had been right there…and then his lips had been on hers.  A hesitant touch.  A feather-light brushing against each other, until her hands had fisted in his shirt and she had pulled him closer.

The next kiss hadn’t been so hesitant.

The one after that had been…but it wasn’t real, was it?

He couldn’t mean it.

It was such a bad idea.

He wasn’t kissing her.

He was just…sad.  Lonely.  Mourning a life he’d never get to have.  He was trying to drown his sorrows, and since the alcohol wasn’t working…why not use her?  It didn’t mean anything.

…she hated that she was willing to take it.  If that was all he needed.  All he wanted.  She would let him use her as an escape, if they could have this moment.

But then his hands were slipping under her shirt, smoothing against her back and sliding up and under her bra to pull her closer as his mouth left hers and he trailed hot, desperate kisses along her jaw.  As he found a spot on her neck that made her gasp and bit down, sucking gently and lapping at the mark.  His knee was moving between hers, pressing against her butt to push her closer, and it was too much.  She was too drunk for this – she wasn’t drunk enough.

Luka didn’t want her.

He just wanted to forget.

And as much as she wanted to give that to him…she was terrified her heart was already too invested to do it.

She had to work with him.  She had to see him every day.  There could be no hiding when it went south – he was in her afterlife, for better or worse.  She couldn’t kiss him like this – she couldn’t…couldn’t…do this with him – just to see the morning and walk away.  Just for him to confirm that it had been nothing more than…stress relief.  A distraction.

…it would kill her, all over again.

“Lu…Luka,” she gasped, pushing on his shoulders and dislodging his mouth from…her throat went dry as she realized he’d pulled her shirt down.  He’d been kissing her…nobody had ever kissed her…her chest before.  “S-st-stop.”

His eyes were hazy when he looked up at her.  Lust-drunk, if not actually drunk.  They dropped to her mouth before looking back up, and she would swear she saw his pupils dilate.

“We…I…” she stammered, swallowing against the lump in her throat.  He leaned in, sealing his mouth back to hers, and the sound she made as his tongue stroked along hers was enough to make her blush.

“Don’t,” he said, his voice rough and breathless and making her dizzy.  “Don’t…just…dammit, Marinette…let me…”

He swallowed against his desperation, willing her to understand – and she did.

Which is exactly why she had to stop this.

“…I should go,” she whispered, her hand sliding along his stubbly jaw.  She pulled his head back and pressed her lips to his, the kiss much softer than their others had been.  “It’s…it’s late.  Fred will worry.”

“You can sleep here,” he said.  “It won’t be the first time.  Or the last.”

…he didn’t know what he was saying, and that hurt worst of all.

She couldn’t do casual.  She couldn’t ruin what they’d worked so hard to build just to make him feel better one night.  He couldn’t ask her to.

“…I really can’t,” she said, frowning.  “I…are you going to be ok, Luka?”

He watched her for a long moment, his kiss-bruised lips pressed together in a way that made her want to take it back.  He closed his eyes and took a steady breath, and when he opened them again he looked…resigned.

“Are any of us ever ok, Marinette?” he asked softly.  He turned his head and pressed a kiss to her palm.  “Stay.  Please.”

She wanted to.

God, how she wanted to…

“You’re too drunk –” she started to argue, but he nipped at her palm and made her jump.

“We can’t get drunk, Marinette,” he said, an edge to his voice.  Like she had offended him by implying this was just the alcohol, which was ridiculous when she knew it was just…depression.  Loneliness.

This wasn’t real. “I’m too drunk,” she insisted, cutting him off.  She leaned back, biting down on her lip when his knee pressed against her and made her question her resolve.  She reached up to adjust her top, to pull it back up over…to cover herself, and looked away from his dark eyes.  His hands were on her hips, and he seemed to have no intention of removing them.  She took a shaky breath and put her hands on his, tugging gently to remove them.  “I need…I need to go.  You…you should get some sleep, Luka.  You’ll feel better in the morning.  Everything…everything’s always better in the morning, right?”

“…I don’t think I will, Mari,” he whispered, twisting their hands so their palms were pressed against each other and he could lace their fingers together.  Her breath caught, her eyes sliding back to his.  He had never called her Mari before.  He had never…she swallowed and leaned back down, pressing her lips against his forehead in a lingering kiss.  They were friends.  He didn’t actually want her like this.  Convincing herself he did would only hurt them both in the end, and they had both been hurt too much to do that.  She was doing this for them.  She felt him push out a hard breath, the air warm against her neck, and repeated the words in her head: this was for them.  “…you’re the only thing that ever feels ok anymore.”

It was said so softly she almost didn’t hear it.  It was said so softly it was too easy to convince herself she hadn’t.  Because this was Luka, and Luka would never say something so…open.  Vulnerable.  Not to her.  Not to anyone.

“Get…get some sleep, Luka,” she murmured, resting her forehead against his.  “I’ll pick you up for breakfast.  Ok?  We can walk together.  Just like…just like we always do.  And you’ll feel worlds better, because it will be tomorrow, and we’ll be ok, and you’ll be ok, and…get some sleep, ok?”

He didn’t fight her when she pushed him back against the couch, and he didn’t try to keep her there when she climbed off.  He rolled towards the back of the couch so he wouldn’t have to face her when she tucked the blanket he kept on the back around his shoulders.  He didn’t respond when she pressed a kiss to the top of his head.

If not for the mumble when she closed the door – whispered words she couldn’t possibly hope to catch so far away – she would have thought he’d fallen asleep.

She walked home on stiff, unsteady legs.  One step in front of the other.  She somehow made it back to her flat, ignoring Fred’s surprised greeting when she walked through the door.  She waved, barely acknowledging him, as she went to her room.  She closed the door behind her.  Took the few steps to her bed.  Collapsed.

She cried herself to sleep, her tears and the ghost of Luka’s lips hot on her skin.

She had done the right thing.

…so why didn’t she believe it?

[i-got-hit-by-a-planet]

hi is anyone listening? slimeriana top gun au? hello? anybody? slimeriana top gu- *i am shot on the spot*

[sqwdkllr]

Keeping all my thoughts on the au so very close to my chest until I explode

The faint humming of a microwave in the distance ,, ,

[kronoose]

Me casually thinking about Lukas older brother

Realizes that he sucks and I should do something about that

But also it makes sense story wise that he leaves because he's just human and doesn't know about the pack stuff (Wattpad rules)

This is all his og canon not Dndads-vers

He leaves at 17 for university and has no money to send home until much later but they've been basically no contact the entire time because the pack doesn't pay Luka for his work so he can't afford anything to keep an open Line of communication

Luka's colouring supplies are canonically from trash cans

Justin is much younger than Luka and is still In school

Luka never finished elementary as he's been working since his mother vanished

Please ask me more about my OCS

[cheemken]

pls can u tell us mre abt ur ocs

BFKDBSKS OFC owo

Anyways under the cut, also I'm just gon write stuff abt the first three I redrew, I'm gon add some facts for the other four tomorrow hahah

Elmara

•in her 50s, well, physically that is, since she's the Goddess of Darkness, she's basically immortal

•a retired actress, through one of their sets, that's how she and her ex met

-ofc, bc of the pressure of the people and their manager, that's how they got together

-she did try to believe there was smth good in him, but yeah ever since they had their kids he changed, or rather she finally just how fucked up he was

-so when they got divorced, she really fought to keep the kids. They divorced when Jacob (their youngest) was still around 3y/o

•really really really likes tea, the kids are sure the other 70% of her is tea

•since she still has her own dark magic, she uses it to create shadow like beings to guard around their home during nighttime

•after the incident with her ex husband, she homeschooled the twins Wilhelm and Yvonne, Percival, and Jacob

-it took years of convincing before she finally relented and listened to her kids to let them go to actual school

-the incident, well, when the twins were 7, Percival was 5, and Jacob was 3, they were kidnapped by their father; shit happened, he had them hostaged, was broadcasted, and he showed everyone just how he burnt Percival's face w a branding iron

-when Elmara saw that, she went batshit man, like really used her dark powers to turn every camera off, got to the safehouse her ex was, broke the lights and killed him then and there

-no one really saw that she's the one who did it, ofc, so she made the excuse that he really was losing it and killed himself

-everyone believed her bc why wouldn't they

•believes her brother is out there somewhere

-despite her bitterness, she does miss him

~~~~~

Katarina

•aroace, she/they icon, we stan

•looks can be quite deceiving, she actually works at a local shop near their home

-in her late 20s

•got her scar from a fight during her highschool years

-she was so proud of it bc she won that fight

-she doesn't really have to work, but she somehow wants to be independent and not rely on her mother's money all the time

-really close w the manager of said shop, wc is a sweet old lady still trying to run the place for 10 years now

-really soft spoken when it comes to her boss ngl

-she actually didn't try to apply for the job as a clerk, she was called in to fix smth since she's a mechanic (but didn't get to finish her degree)

-they ended up applying bc they saw the manager and went "yeah, this place is gonna go bankrupt and Im too attached to this old lady at this point" after their boss gave her cookies as a thank you

•honestly rather dense ngl

-one customer was flirting w them and they're there wondering why she kept coming back when she said once she's going broke

•protective of her siblings ofc

-altho, she does get pissed at the twins sometimes but hey, they just love to mess w her

•really good cook, everyone's fuckin surprised

•actually saw the dark beings her mother made during night one time

-scared the shit outta em, but they didn't tell anyone cause she thought maybe she was just tired and was seeing things

•quick tempered, broke a ton of phones during her teen years

-Elmara had to make a compromise that if she breaks another phone she won't be getting one for another ten years

-that made her more careful with her stuff

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Luka

•genderfluid, he/they icon, we stan

-also in his late 20s

•an absolute freeloader

-Katarina has to force him out of the house sometimes and makes him help out in the shop

•is in a band as a lead singer

-tried to rope in Katarina in his band, but to no avail

•loves to help the twins w pranks

-got in trouble a few too many times

•took music in college, somehow it actually payed off

-his band is actually quite successful

-then again, he has the Galeas name, so he was already famous

•hes the type of sibling that can sense someone in distress a mile away and would try to cheer them up w his music

-he actually sang for the twins when they were still younger

-thats why they're close w him

•heard someone shit talk his mother once, threw hands w them and surprisingly he won

-it was 1v4

-Elmara was so fuckin worried abt him but his siblings were impressed

•lowkey a mama's boy actually, Elmara spoiled him rotten when he and Katarina were younger

-yeah really the opposite of Katarina