#karma came for luka

[hyuna-alnst-official]

the fact that @sua-alnst-official won both polls

tfw @luka-alnst-official sings a cover of your song but you still did it 100x better

And then you sing @luka-alnst-official’s song and do it 100x better than the original

[justminawrites]

Of Ribbons and Other Lost Things - Chapter 2: Help Wanted

AO3

1 | 2 | 3 | TBC

Luka Couffaine hadn’t meant to end up at the Dupain-Cheng Bakery on purpose.

He’d bombed his first three interviews, for a bartender (too young), beekeeper (they seemed to be allergic to him) and bassist (he took one look at the bloodstained chipmunk costume and refused to get in), and found himself with a some time to kill before the final one at Le Grand Paris hotel. 

So he aimlessly cycled around the cobblestoned pathways of Paris instead, following musical notes scattered all around city like a giant melodic puzzle, before traitorous muscle memory kicked in, taking him to the one place he was sure he’d be turned away from. 

The bakery was right in the heart of the city; a beautiful, five-story building fortified with an eggshell-white composite of brick and wood, the delicious aroma of bread weaving in and around the neighbouring streets. 

Luka felt his insides curl, the twang! of a broken guitar string, as he stopped his bike outside its freshly-painted doors, and tried to pedal back the way he came.

But his legs stalled as he caught sight of a girl on the rooftop balcony of the building, pacing back and forth in her trademark pink jeans and grey blazer, exaggeratedly waving her arms as though she was in an argument with herself. 

Luka bit his lip to keep from smiling at the sight.

Now, it was no secret Marinette Dupain-Cheng was avoiding him. 

He’d deduced as much when she noticeably stopped coming to Kitty Section’s rehearsals, started pitching her new designs on the group chat instead of actually showing up to their meetings, and even having The Girl Squad deliver the first draft of the clothes she’d sewn. 

But what was a secret was that he’d been avoiding her just as much. 

No one knew besides Jule (because no one knew anything about him besides Juleka), but Luka had found himself taking every precaution to avoid the Dupain-Chengs, from cancelling inner-city deliveries to pulling admittedly dangerous 180s on a busy Parisian street, just because the light hit just right and the girl walking his way could’ve been Marinette with extensions (it was not).

He knew the strain of avoiding both his father and his ex-girlfriend was bound to put him in a tight spot eventually, and karma reared its head one fine day when Luka heard the inevitable click of a door opening and found himself face-to-chest with the broad-shouldered Tom Dupain. 

“Luka,” if Tom noticed how he’d turned three shades whiter, he didn’t say anything, “You must be here for Marinette. Marine–”

“NO!” He yelled hastily, before clamping his mouth shut, much to Tom’s bewilderment.

“Uhm, I mean–” Luka held up his hands in surrender, resisting the urge to glance up at the balcony, “This isn’t.. about Marinette.. at all.”

“Then, did you come to buy a croissant?” Tom asked, arms crossed, curiously casting a glance at the several HELP WANTED flyers filling up his bike’s wicker-basket.

“Uh,” He swallowed, uncomfortable with lying to this hulk of a man, “You wouldn’t happen to be hiring?”

It was a deliberate trap. Luka already knew that the Dupain-Cheng’s bakery was a family-owned business, and as a result they almost never outsourced any work, not even for national holidays like Galette’s Day. So it was a pretty safe bet that the next few moves would proceed like this: they’d kindly (they did everything kindly) offer him a rejection, he would graciously accept it, promise to return for a galette in a few weeks, and cycle away, never to show his face here again. 

“Oh no, we’re not–“ Tom looked ready to refuse, but a strange look came over his face, “–actually, hold on, Sabine’s going to be busy for a few weeks and Marinette’s always drowning in schoolwork these days..”

But it seemed like karma wasn’t done with him quite yet.

“Riiight,” Luka leaned back, not liking where this train of thought was going, “I’ll get out of your hair then, sir.”

Tom opened the door wider with one arm, placing the other on Luka’s shoulder before giving him a vaguely threatening smile.

“Why don’t you come in for a bit, son?”

He paled.

...

“That was way too close, Marinette!”

“I know, Tikki.”

“You know no one can find out about you being Ladybug!”

“I know, Tikki.”

“Were you actually going to tell Alya?”

“I don’t know, Tikki.”

“What do you know, Marinette?”

Marinette Dupain-Cheng stopped her pacing to raise an eyebrow at the red and black-spotted bug’s uncharacteristically hostile tone, which she quickly felt guilty for. 

Tikki was just being cautious; losing Master Fu had a visceral effect on all the kwamis; some more intense than others (Wayzz hadn’t come out of the box once), and she could hardly fault her closest companion for being stiff with her when she didn’t exactly tell her what she was planning on doing.

“I’m sorry,” Tikki said first, flying up from her perch on the balcony railing to nuzzle Marinette’s face, “If you think Alya can be trusted with this kind of secret, I won’t stop you.”

“I know it was hard for you to lose Master Fu,” Marinette sighed accepting the apology with a gentle poke between her antennae, “And I’m nowhere ready to being as good of a Guardian he was, but I need you to trust me, okay?”

“I can’t do this alone, and I can’t tell Chat Noir, in case one of us gets akumatised. I can’t be a full-time Guardian and Ladybug, Tikki. We need a new permanent hero, and Alya is my only choice.”

“But didn’t she reveal her secret identity to you a little too quickly?” 

Marinette pursed her lips at that; her kwami had a point. 

Alya had told her she was Rena Rouge not just with excitement and some air of false pride– like she was a veteran in a field that Marinette had only just been exposed to, but also with resignation. Like she’d given up on Ladybug visiting her at all.

“Well I guess.. if she can’t be Rena Rouge anymore, I’ll just have to give her another miraculous!”

“Won’t she be just as likely to rely on you as before, Marinette?”

“Hmm..” Marinette narrowed her eyes. When she and Chat Noir had first gotten their miraculouses, it was without the safety net of being a ‘temporary holder’. They were forced to make their own decisions, learn their own lessons, and keep their own secrets close to their hearts; from friends, even from family. Master Fu had only joined them when it was clear that they’d fallen into their own rhythm of doing things, and once he was sure they weren’t going to quit on him anytime soon.

“You know, Marinette,” Tikki began, catching onto the idea that was already forming in her holder’s mind, “Nobody knows that Ladybug is the new Guardian of the Miracle Box... or that there is a guardian in the first place.”

It was true; thanks to Queen Wasp’s city-wide akumatisation a month ago, no one had been spared to cover the highlights of Master Fu’s sacrifice in HD clarity. It was as close to a blackout as the city’d gotten to since.. its last mind-wiping akuma?

“You’re right Tikki.. but what if she just tries to return the miraculous to me when she’s done with it?”

“You can always fib a little.”

Marinette gasped exaggeratedly, and the kwami rolled her round, blue eyes. 

“I don’t mean lie, Marinette. You can just tell Alya that if and when the Guardian of the Miraculous decides to hand out a new one to a permanent hero, it’s not your business to interfere in the matter.. or to know their identity.”

“You’re a genius, Tikki!” She said with a smile, “That way, Alya can decide wether or not to accept the miraculous on her own terms, but if she chooses to quit, I’ll still be able to get it back from her!”

As Marinette reached into her sling bag to give her kwami a macaron as a reward, she heard a sudden shout come from below her. Before she could reach over to see who was making a fuss at the bakery so early in the day, Tikki flew into her line of sight to give her a strict look.

“But ShadowMoth knows Alya’s identity now. What if he’s tailing her to see if you give her the miraculous again?”

Marinette felt the grimace before it twisted her mouth. Of course. She’d been so focused on keeping the miraculous safe, that she’d forgotten to consider keeping their temporary holders safe too. And for all she knew, ShadowMoth might just be hiding more information he’d stolen from Master Fu and waiting it out to surprise her in some way. She couldn’t take any unnecessary risks.

“You’ll have to find some way to slip it into her bag in your civilian form,” Tikki continued, “But Marinette, are you really, really sure she can be–“

A buzz interrupted the kwami’s heartfelt warning, and she looked down to see her phone flash with a new message from her bff:

@alya.ladyblogger: guess who’s already waiting for u downstairs??

@alya.ladyblogger: (totally not trying to get u to come faster or anything)

@alya.ladyblogger: hint - he’s vv hot and vv into superheroes (like u!!!)

Marinette ignored the twist of dread in her stomach as she headed down to her room to grab the bee miraculous from a black, egg-shaped slot in the miracle box. 

She wasn’t making a mistake.. right?

...

“You couldn’t have picked a better place! This is the best bakery in Paris– my kids adore their croissants!”

Zoé Lee stepped out of the hired cab, letting the doe-eyed look she’d given the driver, slip off her face to reveal a sly smile. 

The best bakery in Paris, huh? Of course, anything less for the newest Bourgeois princess would be ridiculous.. utterly ridiculous, to quote the saying her mother and Chloé often butchered. 

She knelt down, adjusting the laces on her colourful sneakers so they’d conveniently trip her up when the time came, running a finger over the slightly smudged red-and-black letters she’d scribbled onto the left one last minute. 

I ♥ U. 

What a joke.

But self-deprecating enough to tug at the heartstrings of anyone who had a semblance of sympathy– and there were a few people in particular Zoé planned on tugging. Into her own orbit, or out of Chloé’s, she wasn’t really picky. But her plans began with these sneakers and one delightfully oblivious baker girl. 

Marinette Dupain-Cheng. 

Zoé Lee-Bourgeois pushed open the bakery door with a soft chime. Her half-of-a-sister couldn’t even begin to guess what was coming her way.

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END NOTES:

Luka: The risk i took was calculated, but man.. am i bad at math.

NEXT CHAPTER ->

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale Reviews: ML Season 5 episode 13 Migration

Spoilers Below

-Starting out on the boat

-Marinette wants to talk to Luka. I can already hear the screeching from here

-Luka's got jokes

-Luka got a degree in psychology during the last few weeks cause he playing therapist

-Points to Marinette for being self aware.

-And there is the guitar strumming.

-Luka being like "Nah bitch, you gave me material to work with.”

- you know I wonder why I’m so hard on Luka sometimes…

-Oh right! I remember he knows their identities and blatantly lied about it.

-at the very least, at least Luka sees what we the audience see.

-Adrien and Marinette are adorable

-Adrien’s therapy session. (Seriously someone get this boy legit therapy. He has gone through so much.)

-someone PLEASE tell them to remove their shoes on the bed. It’s gross.

-Adrien’s main worry isn’t finding out the truth but worried it would make Marinette uncomfortable or hurt to do so. Damn that’s actually a fascinating contrast between their relationship with Marinette. Luka wanted the truth not caring what it was, while Adrien wants the truth but not the expense of Marinette. Fascinating

-Luka really said “Fuck the true selves narrative”

-JAGGED TOO! Seriously? Is he everyone’s therapist?! No wonder there are akuma everywhere! This Paris is actually a dystopia

-So Jagged is actually trying to be a better dad here, but knows he can’t stay cause him and anarke aren’t getting back together. Points for trying.

-Jagged and penny is sailing!

-Penny sounding like the only one with actual s*** to deal with but…

- PENNY TOO! Damn he should start charging. He’d make a boat load of cash (Hehehe)

-penny out here telling us she is in love with Jagged even though he is a disaster. Pfff problematic faves

-Can’t believe Luka figured out the 3 questions needed to be a successful therapist.

-not gonna lie. I was hoping Bob was next.

-Anarke YEETED HIM. I think she gave him a life preserver. That’s funny

-Luka really being ladynoir shipping trash

-Kitty section is mid. But Bob gonna be plottin

-Anarke being the only adult here. She is right.

-IT WAS A RUBBER DUCKY! That’s funny!

-okay, Luka being like “Mom…” and anarke saying she will stop throwing people overboard. HOW OFTEN DOES SHE DO THAT?!

-Bob roth pulling the “I was lying but now I’m honest” routine

-Luka…. You of all people shouldn’t trust him after silencer.

-They seriously signed it…

-These expressions will haunt my nightmares

-They really should have read the contracts. Like seriously. Anarke, YOU OF ALL PEOPLE could have read it.

-Bob roth came prepared to be yeeted that time. I gotta respect the play.

-Damn, that contract is Disney evil.

-Now there’s Luka looking visibly distraught. Now this is what I wanted from silencer

-Monarch out here loving the pain and suffering

-Silencer 2.0 let’s go!

-So Monarch Can’t read minds, but he can read emotions, picking up that Luka was trying to hide the fact he knew who ladybug and chat noir are! Oh damn!

-He smashed the guitar! Well karma’s a bitch Luka. You lost a guitar over it (but probably not cause miracle cure)

-How did Bob create duplicates so quickly?!

-Monarch really said he be settling today.

-I like the 70’s skeevy record producer look with gold. It works for Bobs villain form

-Rip guitar. I guess that’s 1 consequence of his actions.

-OH DAMN! Julrose confirmed!?

-oh… she loves her friends. Okay that’s just lesBaiting.

-HE YEETED HER INTO SPACE!

-Luka getting everyone to hide but having Marinette hide somewhere else. Marinette seemed sus of it but didn’t complain.

-Luka was Hinting hard there.

-Juleka!

-Screw you bob, Juleka’s music was low key heat.

-THE Rubber DUCKY! Also Bob is right. That Ducky mix tape slapped

-He put it with his golden records. Amazing

-Mood chat noir

-Pigeon record was not a hit

-Luka revealed that He knows ladybug’s Marinette to ladybug.

-Marinette didn’t get it right away.

-THERE IT IS

-and she blames herself.

-Oh look at that he doesn’t get in trouble for when he blatantly lied to her about seeing the identities last season. WHAT A FUCKING SHOCK! (Sarcasm)

-so he got caught to distract him. So in other words they gambled that he wouldn’t blab in his heart’s song immediately.

-Bob Really thought ladybug and chat noir would protect him?! That’s amusing

- And here we have Luka being ‘Noble’ by saying he has to leave. (At least Adrien found out he knew)

- Jagged quitting the Rockstar life to be with his son. Juleka is in charge of kitty section.

-Price of blatantly lying about knowing ladybug’s identities. ( One Guitar, and a world trip)

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4/10

If I ignored my bias probably 6/10.

I’m still mad Luka basically got off scot free. I was waiting for at least SOMEONE to yell at him. But no. We got nobody mad at him. He gets a hero sacrifice. And while this was Luka’s best season, he still has s*** to own up to. Aside from that the episode was entertaining but also kind of mid. Also I’m salty about the Julrose fake out.

That being said.

Bye blue boy.

[whimpity-whumpity]

List of my characters because even i forget sometimes and i do not expect yall to remember them when i dont even post abt them much. Will be updated as i remember more of them because there are quite literally hundreds rattling around up there.

Whumpees

Caleb (he/him, immortal, does not have a good time)

Sorin (he/him) (knockoff spiderman)

Lace (lab whumpee) (she/her) (also mind controlled via SCIENCE)

Tango (lab whumpee) (she/her)

Delta(lab whumpee) (she/her)

Yankee(lab whumpee) (she/her)

Charlie(lab whumpee) (she/her)

Lars (gladiator) (anxious big man) (he/him)

Elipso (satyr, emergency food) (they/them)

Emily (she/her)

Quinn (they/she)

Jakob (poor baby i hurt him so bad) (it/its but in a dehumanizing way, then he/him later) (he just wants to play his songs)

Donny "Trix" Riggs (he/him)

Ryder (any pronouns but I only use they/them because they'll stop letting me write them if i don't) (betrayed villain my beloved)

Amy (she/her)(???) (villain whumpee)

Bucky Ark Patton (he/him) (he works for Waylan!) (yes his initials are BAP.)

Whumpers

Arcturus (he/him) (utter asshole)

Esyn aka Emily (she/her) (shy but later also asshole because of how my power system works :<)

Sorin (really a sweetheart) (he/him) (he just wants someone to cuddle and is all kinds of fucked up)

Arson aka Gwid (alien) (they/them) (their culture has very very normalized violence and like. slave gladiators. its not great. they did not mean to come to earth. they hate it here.)

Riclle (vampire, the oldest) (he/him) ("gender? i'm fucking thirsty, fuck gender") (creepy whumper)

Tobias (vampire) (he/him) (pretends to be a creepy whumper, is just trying to protect his little brother)

Phil (he's a surprise tool that will help us later) (reference) (vampire) (he/him) (idk he might get deleted, i made him for a rp and he never really came back)

Sir Nicholas the 23rd (he/him) (PROFESSIONAL asshole. asshole EXTRORDINAIRE. i hate him so so much.)

Lukas (reluctant) (he/him) (crime family go brr) (he just wants to sell glowy clothes)

Harlow (doesn't like its job but gets paid well) (he/it) (only has this job to provide for his son)

Waylan (he/him) ("gender? is that uh, one of them new medicines?") (have you noticed i like giving assholes kids? have you?) (you will.) (her name is ronnie and i love her sm. baby. she kicks off his redemption arc.) (waylan 🤝 sorin fucked up childhoods)

Bucky (he/him) (hes literally that one stereotypical henchman i love him) (also hes trans)

Hadrian "Pike" whatever the fuck surname. (he/him) (basically he gets hired to kidnap people and keep them out of the way and or kill them)

Jude (he/they) (basically a supervillain) (feral) (but also wildly cheerful) (would just strap somebody down and sit on their lap and wait for the knife to wake them up) (giggles like a child while torturing people)

Caretakers

Quinn (they/she)

Sami (she/her) (Waylan's cousin, but she and the rest of the family think he's dead)

Karma (she/it) (hero) (bloodbender equivalent) (starts up a recovery center later <3) (also very much enjoys watching people in pain) (it hates that about herself)

Maewyn (vampire) she/her (successor to Riclle) (can't turn people)

Tobias (kind of) (vampire) he/him (he tries)

Donny (AU of Riggs) he/him (works in a temple of Melu!)

Ophi? Maybe? If she cooperates? (she/her) (Jakob's youngest sister)

Bucky!!! Ark!!! Patton!!!!! (literally he does anything his Boss tells him to hes so fucking blorbo rn)

Divines

Kypripos (Chaos and all not written below; Lord of Lost Things, Sky-Painter, and prankster. Father of Fathers, the First, etc.) doesn't really care about gender, goes by he/him through most of the story because their vessel is male.

Estor (Domain: History) he/him

Tai (Domain: War, grief, poets, and strategy) he/him

Rask (Elder Child of the Depths) xe/xem/xeir

Melu (Domain: Illness and Health, often credited with making ALL life) I've been referring to Melu with feminine pronouns till now but Melu just said no so I'm gonna just not until Melu finds some that vibe right.

Saras (Child of the Depths) Saras also sees no need for pronouns. Saras speaks in third person.

Ponma (Domain: Drama, acting, lies) (Dead) Whatever the role demands: he, she, they, xe, it, she delights in wrapping new roles around himself like a new cloak.

Rust (Child of Ponma, once known as Vera) they/them (clown)

Ent (Embodiment of "Chaos comes for all in the end") (Dead) he/they (never STARTED fights but would finish them) (same with pranks)

Misief (Domain: General mischief, pranks, laughter) (Dead) it/its (always started the fight/pranks)

Cosmo (Domain: All the things of the sky)(Dead) she/it (the token serious child)

Arcturus (Domain: magic) (dead-ish) he/him

Esyn (Domain: magic) she/her

Mara (Domain: destruction and rebirth) Similar attitude to Ponma, but less about new roles and more about destruction not needing a gender

Madac ("Sea-mother") she/they

Seli (Parent of selkies) ????

Spiren (Death) Spiren is older than the concept of eyes, Spiren doesnt give a shit. Uses "Father" in refrence to Bilen, Hen, and Renwick, though.

Bilen (Soul-chaser, "The Bear") she/her

Hen ("The Hare", Guide of Violent Ends) he/him

Renwick ("The Rabbit", Singer of Lives) (they/them)

Dara (Domain: Song) he/they

Julokal (Domain: Honorable Combat) she/her

Discord for more about them

[jackiewepps]

I definitely did not see Tuuli's post on Finnish names for AC characters and decided that I had to try and give them Danish names. How could you possiblly think that, you must be out of your mind!

Well, now that that's out of the way, here are a few disclaimers. The Danish pronounciation system is so hopeless that I'm not even going to try to explain it. J is pronounced like the Y in You and Y is pronounced like the ü in German, same as in Finnish, and E is also pronounced like in Finnish, and it definitely is still pronounced at the end of names, and a lot of female names end like that.

One final thing before I list this. In Danish naming culture, there is no tradition of thinking of the meaning of a name, so I haven't done that either. I have mainly gone with what I think suits each character, of course considering a few things for some names. A lot of the ones I chose are based on what kind of personality I associate with the name, which means it relates to people I know IRL. However, the spelling might not always add up.

With that out of the way, let's go!

Karma = Benjamin

Isogai = Martin

Okajima = Niklas

Okano = Helene

Okuda = Marie

Kataoka = Magrethe

Kayano = Amalie

Kanzaki = Julie (1)

Kimura = Mikkel

Kurahashi = Solveig (2)

Nagisa = Sasha (3)

Sugaya = Mathias

Sugino = Mads

Takebayashi = Jonatan

Chiba = Liam

Terasaka = Oscar

Nakamura = Katrine  

Hazama = Freja (4)

Hayami = Karoline

Hara = Trine

Fuwa = Ida

Maehara = Christian

Mimura = Jonas

Muramatsu = Lukas

Yada = Monika

Yoshida = Axel

Ritsu = Eva

Itona = Mark

Karasuma = Erik (5)

Irina = Irene (5)

Gakushuu = Aleksander (6)

Ren = Oliver

Koyama = Jesper

Araki = Peter

Seo = Andreas

Gakuhou = Michael

1 The way I see the name Julie, the pretty girl is always named Julie. Maybe it's because that's the Danish translation of the name Juliet in "Romeo and Juliet". Also, the fact that the two first letters in Julie and the two first letters in Yukiko are pronounced similarly might also have had something to do with my choice.

2 I don't remember the exact meaning of Kurahashi's name, Solveig, but I know that the name has something to do with the sun. That's why I picked that name for her. It has many ways of spelling. I think this one is the most common.

3 As for the name I chose for Nagisa, Sasha, for the longest time, I thought it was just a girls' name myself, that was until I was in my second year of high school and learned that a guy in the third year was named Sasha. I was considering Mai, because for one thing, Nagisa's Japanese voice actess is named that, and apparently it also works for boys these days. However, as I'm thinking it might just be a modern thing, I decided against it.

4 The name I picked for Hazama, Freja, came because I was thinking that it had to be something that she would dislike. For those who don't know, Freja is the Norse Goddess of love. I don't know about you, but I don't think Hazama would enjoy being named after anyone asociated with love.

5 Let's start with Irina's name, Irene. I don't know when I started connecting those two names, but they do sound similar. When I think of the name Irene, the first that comes to mind is a movie character from a series of Danish movies. The antagonist in all the movies is called Irene. In some ways, she and Irina share the same attitude, so I think the name works well because of that. Now, Irene has a crush on another character in these movies. HIs name is Erik, so in lack of anything better, I gave Karasuma that name.

6 For Gakushuu's name, I let myself inspire by Tuuli's Finnish name for him. I don't know why, but I associate the name with someone who feels a little too good for everyone else, even if the Aleksanders I've met are nothing like that.

I'll regret posting this tomorrow. I know it. I'm already regretting staying up late to write it. If you have any questions, comments, complaints, let me know.

[jauneilles]

❛ you’re not a very convincing liar. ❜ ♡ luka

200 random dialogue prompts / accepting !!

I don't need anyone! she had screeched.

𝐂𝐇𝐋𝐎𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑; like she was something worthy to be looked at, rather than like some villain out of a Saturday morning cartoon. In all her desperate attempts to maintain control, she'd pushed it too far and almost lost everything. As it was, Sabrina barely acknowledged her and Adrien wouldn't return any of her calls. Even her father was threatening to send her to a boarding school in London. Left with no friends and a tattered reputation, Chloe had hit her lowest point and didn't know how to claw her way out of the hole she had dug herself into.

As if that wasn't bad enough, Luka had caught her in a vulnerable moment where frustrated tears had sprung forth and overflowed. She had expected him to laugh at her, maybe tell her she deserved every bit of karma that came her way. He would have been right — a bitter thought that came to mind. But he didn't. Perhaps worse than that, he took up the space next to her on the bench and offered to hear her out. Like it was easy. Like they were actually friends.

Chloe threw herself from the bench as if she'd been electrocuted, manicured nails biting into her palms until she could feel the skin tear, screeching at him to leave her alone. She didn't need him. She didn't need anyone.

You're not a very convincing liar, he'd said.

He was so calm about it, so earnest that it actually made Chloe quiet. She stared at him for a long moment before her eyes narrowed into suspicion.

❝ Why are you here? What do you want, Luka? ❞

[solmxri]

Luka had taken Matei out, something he tries to do on Friday nights. Friday’s are the easiest day since the Court doesn’t meet on them. Usually they hold meetings on Sunday’s or Monday’s, if the King’s available and it lines up well with his schedule. So Friday’s, especially with Matei’s work, worked good. Today just had not been a good day apparently.

The Vampires had a spat with the Witches, which turned into a full on fight, which resulted in Luka picking Matei up and running him home. He’d dropped him off at the Manor, rushed back to deal with those morons, and stumbled back inside pissed off and very thirsty.

“I hate Vampires.” He is one.

⋆｡°✩ ━━━ aka matei is about to yeet some poison at some vampires later for ruining his date! | @kinglyisms

Before, Matei used to think that his bad luck was getting worse by the day - his apartment getting broken into, almost flunking out of college due to his many absences, almost getting eaten by a vampire - but all that changed once Luka came into his life.

it was like a switch was flipped and suddenly all that bad karma on his soul was just gone!

Welp... So much for that now.

He sighed as he curled up on the couch, hugging one of the many stuffed toys Luka has gotten for him over the years as he waits for the other to return. Of all days this shit could've happened, it just had to be their date day! Ugh! So annoying! I had gotten all dolled up too! Matei huffed, as he rolled around - falling off the couch in the process but the pain didn't deter his annoyance. But the door suddenly open did.

Matei's ears quickly perked up at those familiar footsteps but his nose cringed at the smell of blood. Oh boy... there goes another sigh as he rose up from the floor and retrieves his emergency bag from the side of the couch before going over to Luka to survey the damage.

"I know, I hate them too for now." Another sigh escaped him - he sure is sighing a lot today - but he still got up on his tip toes and placed a gentle kiss on Luka's cheek before going through his emergency bag. "Blood pack? Or would you rather have your usual bottle of wine with the tablets in it?"

[samcat0925]

Here is my list of OTP and OT3 ships that I love the most:

Goldric

Lumity

Skarlow

Gustholomule

Raeda

Emira X Viney

MiriTama

Kiribaku

Tododeku

Erasermic

Shinkami

Momojirou

SeroIida

Karma X Nagisa

Ishimondo

Naegami

Kirigiri X Celeste

Norray

Virgil X Roman

Logan X Patton

Remus X Janus

Basil X Sunny

Mari X Hero

Hiccup X Elsa X Jack Frost

Adrinette

DjWifi

Julerose

Marcnath

Mylene X Ivan

Luka X Felix

Darry

Madoka X Gingka

Kyoya X Hikaru

Kappa X Siren

Lumine X Kody

Phenix Wright X Miles Edgeworth

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There’s probably more but these are the ones that came to my mind. Also please don’t tell me anything about some of them not being canon or something like that, I am very aware but that’s not going to stop me from shipping them since there is nothing wrong with these ships(since they’re not bad, illegal or pedo ships).

If anyone has any questions or headcanons for any of these ships, please ask or tell me. I’d love to hear them.

[vendetta-if]

Hi, I recently came across your story and I really liked it! Especially, how ambiguous is the question of our father's death. I think while still in the family, he also killed a lot of people who were someone's parents on the instructions of ous grandfather. And the children, the parents whom he killed, in fact found themselves in the same situation as our MC. With the only difference that they are avenged, and the revenge of the MC has not been accomplished./part 1/

Yes it’s almost like a vicious cycle, isn’t it 😔 Even though I’ll always personally be sad about Viktor’s death, but I’m also biased since I really like his character (I’m a sucker for good parent(s) in stories 🥺) and I really enjoy writing him, but your line of thought is actually more similar to Viktor’s in the story.

Of course, Viktor felt bad and guilty about everything he had done, which was the main reason for him running away in the first place. But he had always had that thought and feeling at the back of his head that the hounding karma for every horrible things he had done would catch up to him one day, he could only hope it wouldn’t affect MC. Which was also why he was so resigned when he told Luka to bring MC away, maybe he had always been preparing for that inevitable moment…

The only regret he had about his death would be that MC would be devastated and that he wouldn’t be able to see and be there when MC grows up, going through all stages of life, or be able to even see his grandkids.

[goggles-mcgee]

Canon!Luka is very in tune with Marinette, in Wish Me Away, how does he (and Anarka) react about Juleka remembering her ? Does he feel like there's something missing at times or such ?

Sorry i'm just a huge Lukanette sucker even just platonically

Okay this tore me apart, because I am very much a huge Lukanette sucker myself! This ask came way way before a lot of stuff was established so I'm so sorry about the late response!

In short he and Anarka are there when Juleka receives her Karma so they hear that she had tried to reach out to Marinette and they were going to try and have lunch but then Marinette was wished away so they never got to see if it would go anywhere. So Tikki only curses her with dreams of Marinette. So she never remembers her when awake.

But Juleka is also there when Tikki bestows a Blessing/ Gift upon Luka and Anarka. Because Tikki didn't want to leave those who cherished Marinette with nothing but a vague feeling that something was missing, and she truly feels bad that their memories of the girl were wiped. So she leaves things Marinette had planned out for them with little magic bonuses. Luka is gifted a new jacket, one that Tikki didn't even know the significance of but she adds the gift of inspiration to the jacket itself, so whenever he wears it, he will be inspired to create.

Sadly, Sass can't leave a part of his power with Luka because of the kwami being bound by the Miraculous but he bestows the best gift he can, the gift of slight foresight. And Plagg bestows the gift to destroy things hastily made or things made in uncertainty. He rarely gets to give gifts or blessings because his is a power that cannot be toned down for a gift. Luka is the only one he planned to bless anyways. The kid would have made a fantastic Cat.

Luka gets more than the jacket but maybe I can go into than in a separate post 😊

Anarka is given the gift of luck. Tikki makes sure that Anarka knows how welcome the lady made Marinette feel, how safe and loved. So she is given luck. Luck that her ship never sinks, she will never get lost, and luck that will help her protect her loved ones if it needed to.

I will say that when Luka meets little Marietta, he cries. He cries as much as he does the day he got his blessing. One because he lost all memory of a girl he loved and who apparently loved him in return. The second because once he meets her, he knows it's her and it's out of joy because she's not gone, but she gets her Second Chance. She gets to be happy. Even if it's not with him, and he's happy he can't remember his love for her because he feels like it would have broken him completely then.

[mochinek0]

Tied for 2nd Place

Adrien and Luka had an unspoken rivalry. It had taken Adrien realizing he had feelings for their mutual friend, Marinette, to start it. Adrien tended to favor Mari throughout school and Luka tried to do the same outside of school. Many of their friends teased her relentlessly about her two admirers. Marinette always laughed it off.

"No way; I promise you, Adrien and Luka are only my friends." she would answer.

It hurt to hear her say it, but Adrien felt it was karma getting back at him for saying it for the first couple years of their friendship. Luka didn't look anymore thrilled to hear her answer then him, especially knowing Marinette has had feelings for him for awhile. Adrien had no clue that Luka had been vying for her attention long before their rivalry or that he had always been in Luka's way for Marinette. Adrien was just late to join the game.

For their senior graduation, Chloe had been nice enough to host a pool party for their class. There were a couple extra faces around the pool, but their were introduced as dates or relationship partners. Some of them, they had known about for years. Others were a complete surprise.

Both boys knew it was the perfect chance to get Marinette to notice them. Luka lounged on one of the cabana seats. Luka laid down, topless, showing off his slim figure. Adrien noticed him immediately when he arrived. He wasn't one to be out done. Adrien swiftly removed his shirt and winked at Luka as his jaw dropped. Adrien stood there, showing off his slim, but toned figure. He had the makings of abs hidden underneath a thin layer of fat. A quick look around told him that Marinette had yet to arrive.

Marinette made her entrance with an unknown guy by her side. It had taken everyone by surprise to see her with someone who wasn't Adrien or Luka. Marinette was quick to shed her dress to reveal a pink and black polka dotted bikini. Who knew that Marinette was so toned?

"Come on, Dami. Take off your shirt." Marinette spoke to her guest.

"I don't understand why you forced me to come." he spoke.

"You said we could do something I wanted to do today and later, we would do soemthing you wanted." Mari announced.

"Very well." the guy sighed and removed his shirt.

Suddenly, Adrien and Luka felt unworthy. Marinette's guest was more then toned; he was chiseled. It was very obvious that this guy worked out. The blush that took over Marinette's face made it fairly obvious that she liked what she saw.

Effortlessly, he scooped Marinette into his arms and jumped into the pool.

"Dami!" Marinette shouted, as she surfaced.

He only smirked at her reaction before she began to splash him with water.

Others had tried to vie for their attention, but Marinette was never far from his side and he payed no attention to anyone who approached him. Any guy that approached Marinette was met with a swift glare on his part. The message came through clear: BACK OFF!!! It wasn't until later that word got around, thanks to Alya, that the guy Marinette was with was her boyfriend.

Adrien and Luka were quick to notice Marinette and the guy she was had brought, were leaving the pool. They looked at each other and quickly swam to the edge as they left the area. They had one last chance to get their feelings across, even if it would end in rejection. They ran down the hallway of Grand Paris, trying not to slip and fall. As they entered the elevator, they raised their hands to call out her name, hoping to grab her attention. They simultaneous froze when Marinette leaned against 'Dami' and kissed him.

"So, what did you want to do tonight?" Marinette asked.

"Take over the world." Damian replied.

"How are you going to do that?" she giggled.

Damian gently pulled her closer to his body.

"You're already in my arms." He smirked, "It shouldn't be that hard."

"I'm your world?" Mari questioned, blushing.

"Every second of every day." Damian answered, as the door closed.

Adrien and Luka sighed and turned to face each other.

"Second place?" Adrien questioned.

"Tied for second place." Luka smiled back, extending his arm.

Adrien fist bumped Luka. They both glanced back at the elevator doors one last time and sigh.

"Bet I can do a bigger cannonball then you." Adrien teased.

"You're on." Luka winked, as they both rushed back to the pool.

It didn't hurt to give Adrien a head start. After all, it meant he got to admire Adrien's finely toned ass.

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[quickspinner]

Neighborly

I had a bad case of writers block and rabbit brain trying to work on my wips yesterday, so I went and dug through my prompt lists, sat down with the sprint timer, and scrawled out this little bit of nonsense. I'm not sure about the final result but it broke the block, and I figured I might as well share it, so I hope you enjoy!

AO3

Rating: T

Marinette's been crushing on her cute neighbor for weeks, but she's never gotten the courage to speak more than a few flustered words to him. Now it might be too late--he's at her door begging for the use of her shower to get ready for his big date.

Marinette stared at the man standing at her door. 

“I’m sorry?” she said faintly, and the man smiled at her. That didn’t help the situation at all, as it made her knees wobbly. 

“Weird ask, I know,” he said, ruffling a hand through his blue-tinted hair. “It’s just that I’m supposed to have a date tonight and my shower’s been out for two days. Maintenance has quit answering my calls and I’m getting desperate. I really like this girl and I don’t want to give the wrong impression.” 

“Oh,” Marinette said, voice still weak, and then she plastered a plastic smile on her face. “O-of course you can! What are neighbors for, right? Um—” 

“Luka,” he supplied, still smiling. Marinette already knew that, of course. She knew an embarrassing amount of information about this man, considering they had only spoken in passing. The first time, he’d caught her when her shoe had broken in the hallway, and she’d pitched straight into him somehow managing to stop her fall and haul her back upright against him with only one strong arm. He hadn’t even lost the groceries he’d been carrying in the other. He’d smiled at her and told her to be careful with that soft velvet voice and she’d looked up into blue eyes that seemed far too gentle for his handsome, angular face and— 

Marinette suddenly realized it was her turn to talk and that she was taking too long. “Um M-Marinette, I’m. I’m Marinette,” she stammered.  

“Nice to finally officially meet you Marinette,” Luka said easily, as if she wasn’t the most awkward person he’d ever spoken to, as if she hadn’t run away from him after a few awkward words every time they’d bumped into each other—literally or otherwise. “If it’s okay with you, I’ll pop back over and grab my things, and be back in a few minutes?”

“Oh, um. Y-yeah, yeah, of course,” she babbled, and he turned away, raising a hand slightly. 

“Great, I’ll be back in a few then.” 

Marinette shut the door numbly, and then walked over to her couch and buried her face in a pillow. She screamed, kicking her feet, and then tossed the pillow away, moaning as she dragged her hands down her face. 

It wasn’t enough that the super hot musician with gorgeous shoulders and dreamy eyes was coming over to use her shower. He had to need her shower because he had a date . Marinette wanted to be his date! She’d been half-stalking him trying to work up the courage—well. Not really stalking him, just...observing. She just noticed things, that was all, like how he had a smile and a question for everybody, the way he fed the stray cats that lived behind the building, and always held open doors no matter who was behind him, and how hard his chest was beneath the baggy layers he wore, and—oh, that chest was going to be in her bathroom and—her bathroom! 

Marinette’s eyes flew wide and she nearly tripped over her own feet, flinging herself off the couch, running to the bathroom to grab anything too girly or potentially embarrassing and shove it under the sink. Fortunately her bathroom wasn’t dirty (she wasn’t an animal after all), just cluttered, and she frantically grabbed the underthings she’d draped over the shower rod to dry and ran them to her room, shoving them frantically under her pillow before going back to make absolutely sure she hadn’t missed any or left anything embarrassing. She put a clean towel on the rack and threw the dirty one over her arm and triple-checked to make sure there was no hair in the shower drain. She heard the knock on the door and jerked up, banging her head on the faucet of the tub. She yelped, dizzy with the pain for a moment. 

“Marinette?” Luka called, as she tried to extract herself from the bathtub with one hand clutched to her scalp. She couldn’t help the whimper that escaped her; that hurt. 

“Are you all right?” Luka asked, and Marinette whirled around wide-eyed to find him standing in the bathroom doorway. “I heard you yell and I let myself in, I hope that’s okay. Did you hurt yourself? Are you bleeding?” He dropped the backpack slung over his shoulder onto the floor and came over to her, gently tugging her hand away from her head. 

“I don’t think so,” Marinette gritted. “I was just...trying to clean up a bit, and…” She gestured at the faucet and Luka winced in sympathy.

“Ouch,” he muttered as he parted her hair with gentle fingers. He was so nice, Marinette mourned. Although...he did smell like he needed that shower. She held her breath and tried not to make a face. “It looks okay,” he said, stepping back away from her. “You didn’t have to clean for me.” 

Marinette gave an embarrassed shrug. “Wouldn’t you?” she asked dryly, and blushed when Luka laughed.

“Probably,” he conceded with a grin. “Thanks. I really didn’t mean to put you to inconvenience.”

“It’s no big deal,” Marinette said, finally mustering a smile. “Besides, how could I leave you in the lurch? Big date and all. I don’t need any more bad karma on my dating life.” 

Luka’s eyebrows rose, and Marinette flushed, cursing her stupid mouth that never shut up when it should. “So I’ll, um—” she gestured behind Luka to the door, “get out of here, so you can. You know.” 

“Oh, sorry.” Luka moved out of her way, pressing himself against the sink, and Marinette squeezed past him and out of the door. “Thanks again, I really appreciate it.”

“This girl must be something special,” Marinette smiled as she backed into the small hallway. “For you to go to all this trouble instead of rescheduling.”

“She is,” Luka grinned. “She’s amazing. I think so, anyway. I don’t know her very well yet, but she’s awfully sweet and super cute.” The grin on his face turned a little goofy. “I’ve been smitten since I met her, honestly.” 

“Oh,” Marinette kept her smile in place, trying to ignore the cold feeling in her stomach. “Oh, that’s really sweet. Um, well I don’t want to make you late, so I’ll just...music! I’ll go turn on some music.” That way she wouldn’t hear the incredibly cute soon-to-be-naked boy in her bathroom. “Um, take your time, let me know if you need anything.”

Luka’s grin widened a little. “Thanks Marinette.” He shut the door, and Marinette marched herself back to the living room to scream into another pillow. 

After a few deep breaths and a lot of nervous fumbling, she got her music player running. Jagged Stone should be enough, right? Loud enough to cover—she heard the curtain rings slide across the rod. The shower started running and Luka’s deep sigh of relief. Poor guy , she thought, he must have been miserable . She put the music player on and sat for a moment, chewing her thumbnail nervously. 

After a few minutes she sat up straighter, listening. Was that—over the sound of the running water and Jagged Stone wailing through her sound system, she heard another voice. Luka was...singing? He was singing along with the song that was playing. Marinette giggled, and moved to the other end of the couch, listening. He had a nice voice, she thought wistfully. She’d seen him with a guitar on his back in the halls. She wondered if some of the music she occasionally heard through his door in the hall was music he made, rather than the radio as she’d assumed. 

She flopped on the arm of the couch and groaned. He was so cool, and she was such a disaster. She would have never been brave enough to ask to use a stranger’s shower, no matter how miserable and disgusting she was. 

Poor guy , she thought again. He must have been really desperate.

She sat up, and picked up her phone, looking at it in her hands. Maybe she could...well, it might be stupid but it couldn’t hurt to just ask, right?

Marinette dialed the building maintenance number. “Hi Pierre,” she chirped brightly when the grumpy old technician picked up the phone. “It’s Marinette in 34 B? How are you doing? 

“Miss Marinette!” The gruff tone softened. “I’m doing well, doing well. Tickets lined up like crazy, though. Everything seems to be breaking at once these days.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that,” Marinette said, putting on a tone of great sympathy. “Maybe I shouldn’t bother you then—”

“Now, now, none of that. What can I do for you?” 

“It’s not actually me,” Marinette said, “It’s my neighbor across the hall, Luka? His shower’s been out for a while now and he came over tonight to see if he could use mine—”

“What?” barked old Pierre, and Marinette grinned to herself. “That punk with the piercings? You shouldn’t be letting him traipse through your apartment Miss Marinette. Guys like that always try to take advantage.”

“Oh, I’m sure he wouldn’t do that,” Marinette said innocently. “I’m sure he wouldn’t do anything like that. I was calling to see when his shower might be fixed, but if you’re so busy, maybe I should just give him my spare key so he can—”

“No, no,” Pierre said quickly. “I’ve got his ticket right here, see, he was next on the list. His shower will be fixed tomorrow, so don’t be making any foolish offers Miss Marinette. You’re too nice for your own good, you know.” 

“Oh, it never hurts to be nice, Pierre,” Marinette giggled. “I’m planning on making some chocolate chip scones tomorrow to take to a friend, so if you do come to fix Luka’s shower, stop on by, I’ll save a few of them for you.”

“Well, I’ll stop by if I have time,” Pierre said gruffly. “Not that sweets are much to a man my age, but if you made them…” 

“Great, I hope I’ll see you!” Marinette giggled. “Thanks so much Pierre, you’re an angel.” She hung up, grinning to herself.

“I can’t believe it. You’re magic.” 

Marinette jumped half out of her skin and whirled around. Luka grinned at her sheepishly, but she hardly noticed, because while he was wearing pants—a different, more fitted pair than what he’d had on when he arrived—his torso was bare, and her fluffy pink towel hung around his shoulders, catching only most of the drips falling from his blue hair. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you, and I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop. I just wanted to ask if you had a hair dryer I can borrow. I forgot to grab mine.” 

“Oh, um, sure,” Marinette said, jumping up. “I’ll just...I’ll get it, if that’s okay.” She blushed, thinking of all the things she had shoved in the cabinet before he came. 

“Sure.” Luka moved back out of her way, and she shimmied past him into the bathroom. She blinked a moment at the amount of paraphernalia spread on her counter. She’d never thought guys used that much product, but she shook herself and bent over to dig in the cabinet, trying to block it with her body so Luka couldn’t see inside. It took some effort to find the hair dryer, which had been shoved against the back of the cabinet in her frenzied tidying, but by some miracle she extracted it without dumping all of the piled up junk onto the floor. Sighing in relief, she straightened and turned. “Got it!” 

Luka was looking at the ceiling. His darkly tanned skin was flushed from the hot shower and the line of his neck made her swallow. “Luka?” she repeated, trying not to squeak. 

His dropped his gaze back to her, and she froze under the intensity in that look for a moment. Then he blinked and smiled, softening, and Marinette felt she could move again. She offered him the hair dryer and he took it. “Thanks, Marinette,” he said. “And thanks for getting Pierre’s ass in gear. He hates me, so I figured it’d be a week at least before I could get him to come out.” 

“Oh, that.” Marinette shrugged, and grinned mischievously. “I have a lot of experience dealing with grouchy old men.” She winked, and to her mild surprise, the color in Luka’s cheeks deepened. He cleared his throat. 

“Well, thanks for making the effort, I really appreciate it.” 

“Why does he hate you?” Marinette frowned, as Luka’s words caught up to her. 

Luka nodded vaguely in the direction of the back of the building. “We got into it over me feeding the strays. He was nattering on about disease and just breeding more and blah, blah, blah.” Luka rolled his eyes. “If he’d actually listen for five minutes...anyway, I have a friend, the blond that was with me that one time, you remember? He runs a trap-and-release program for feral cats, gets them vaccinated and fixed and all that and then lets them back out into their home territory. The cats behind our building are probably as safe as your average indoor cat, in terms of disease.” 

“Oh,” Marinette gasped, awed. “That’s really cool.” 

Luka grinned. “He’s pretty passionate about it. He did all the real work, trapping and transport and all that. I just make sure they have a good meal. May I?” He gestured towards the sink, and Marinette jumped.

“Oh, of course, please. I’m sorry, I’m going to make you late with all this chattering—” Marinette babbled as she and Luka did a slightly awkward dance to let him in and her out of the bathroom. He smelled much better now, she noticed giddily as they had to squeeze together. She only barely managed not to squeal when he took her arm lightly to guide her around him. 

“By the way,” he called once she was out, and she glanced back to see him unscrewing the lid on one of the sink jars. “Do you have any suggestions for good places to eat close by?” He looked over his shoulder at her and grinned. “I’m always looking to try new things.” 

“U-um—” Finding it hard to think while staring at his bare back, Marinette turned away and tapped a finger to her lips in thought. “What kind of food do you like?”

“Anything,” Luka replied, running fingers coated in some kind of gel through his hair. “I like all kinds of things.”

“What does she like?” 

“I don’t know yet,” Luka admitted. 

Marinette considered. “Well, my favorite is this Italian place about two blocks down, but Italian is chancy on a first date. Messy, you know. She might not be comfortable.” Marinette raised her voice as Luka turned on the hair dryer. “There’s an Indian place that’s a little farther away, and there’s a really cute little patisserie right next to it, that could be romantic. Oh, and there’s a park right there, if you feel like a nighttime stroll.” She frowned. “You didn’t already figure this stuff out?”

“I’m not really a planner,” Luka laughed, his deep voice carrying easily even over the noise of the dryer. “I had some ideas, but sometimes the universe throws you an Indian place and a cute patisserie, with a moonlight stroll in the bargain.” He winked at Marinette. “It pays to keep an open mind.” 

Marinette started to smile, and then remembered she was helping him plan a date with someone else, and turned away again. “Okay, well, you’ll have to let me know how it goes,” she said quickly as she went down the hallway. Her eyes were stinging and she took a deep breath as she blinked. Stupid , she scolded herself. She didn’t even know him, because just like always she’d never found the guts to actually talk to him, besides a hello and good night! and one very rushed um, cat food was on sale and I noticed it was the brand you buy so...here! SEEYOULATERBYE! He was her neighbor and she hadn’t even asked his name before today, only seen it on the mail that had been misdelivered to her box instead of his. All she had was little stolen scraps, because she hadn’t been brave enough to ask for more.

Ugh she was such a loser, it was no wonder Luka had never even—well, he had said a word to her, actually. Words like Are you all right? and Can I help you with that? and Wow, thanks, that’s so cool of you . Because he was sweet and nice as well as good looking, and if she’d had any guts at all maybe she could have— 

“Marinette?” 

She whirled, and Luka was standing there, his bag at his feet, closing the last two buttons of a black dress shirt. “Are you all right?” he asked as he began rolling the sleeves up to bare his forearms. “I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable.” 

“What? No, of course not.” Marinette clamped her teeth down on her tongue before she could blurt something like I have shirtless men in my home all the time . Luka was looking at her with a slightly furrowed brow.  

“I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I should have gone back to my place to finish up, I wasn’t—I mean I didn’t mean to impose or anything.” 

Marinette took a deep breath and let it out slowly, and then gave him a genuine smile. “You didn’t. Really, Luka, I wasn’t bothered. I just, um. I got emotional about something for a moment there, but it wasn’t your fault.” 

Luka nodded. “Something about bad dating karma?” he guessed, voice so gentle it made her ache. 

“More or less.” Marinette tried to smile.

“Well,” Luka sighed, finishing the second sleeve. “Honestly I haven’t been too lucky in that department myself. I was hoping tonight would change that, but...maybe...maybe it isn’t the best time after all.” 

“What?” Marinette cried, staring at him. “Why? Luka, you seemed like you liked this girl so much, and you’re all dressed up.” She stepped to him and adjusted the set of his collar without thinking. “You look so good, it’ll be great. She won’t be able to resist you. Believe me, I know it’s scary to put yourself out there, but won’t you regret it if you don’t?” I do .  

Luka caught her wrists gently. “Yeah, I really think I would.” He grinned. “Now I just need to ask her.” 

Marinette blinked up at him. “You didn’t ask her?” she asked, bewildered. “Isn’t it going to be kind of short notice?” She frowned. “You said you had a date tonight.” 

Luka dipped his head in a kinda-sorta motion. “I said I was supposed to have a date tonight,” he chuckled. “And I would have—or at least I hope so—if I’d asked you out two days ago when I planned. But then I got home from work and of course I was sweaty and gross and then my shower wouldn’t work, and I couldn’t talk to you while I was disgusting. Not when you’re always so pretty and neat and put together.”��

Marinette’s cheeks flushed. 

“And then Pierre didn’t show and he didn’t show and he didn’t show,” Luka rolled his eyes. “And if I didn’t ask you out today, I’d owe my buddy that runs the cat rescue my favorite signed Jagged Stone album. He’s been bugging me about asking you out for like a month.” He grinned. “Ever since you brought me the cat food? He could see how much I liked you and he decided then and there we were meant to be, and somehow I let him talk me into this stupid—bet or dare or whatever, that if I didn’t man up by today...well. I would’ve asked you anyway one way or another.” 

Marinette’s mouth dropped open, and she was sure her face must be on fire.

“So, now that I’m presentable,” Luka grinned slowly. “Will you go out to dinner with me tonight? I heard about this really good Indian place. Maybe afterwards we could grab dessert and take a walk in the park? I’d really like to get to know you better.” 

Marinette gasped, and then her lips pursed into a pout. Luka laughed. “You’re mean,” she told him, kicking his shin lightly.

Luka’s shoulders hunched a little, and he looked guilty. “I didn’t mean to be. I’m sorry for teasing.” He blushed. “I guess I was nerving myself up a bit, telling you how much I liked you without you knowing, but I didn’t think about how it would come across. I didn’t mean to upset you. No pressure, okay?” He slid his hands from her wrists to her hands and lowered them between them. “If you don’t want to, no hard feelings. Just, like you said. I’d regret it if I didn’t try.” 

“But—” Marinette let go of his hands as her own flew to her hair. “I’m not dressed for a date!” 

Luka chuckled. “You look gorgeous to me. But I can wait if you want to change.” 

Marinette reddened. “I—w-well, I mean...I mean I guess we could—” Luka laid a finger on her lips.

“Breathe,” he told her, clearly trying not to laugh. “You’re really cute, you know that?”  

That didn’t help her efforts to calm down, but she did manage to breathe, despite the very distracting slide of his finger as it left her lips. “Fine,” she said finally. “But you better be prepared because I’m going all out for our second date.” 

Luka’s grin went wide and bright and more than a little silly. “I can’t wait.”   

ETA:  Okay, yes, I know this was a bit mean for Marinette. I did actually really waffle about it while I was writing it and I almost scrapped it a couple times, but the whole point of the timer is to keep me on task and stop the second guessing and overthinking that was sabotaging me, so I ran with it. I did ultimately decide to keep it because really, they haven't had a chance to really talk or anything here, and so Luka doesn't really know that Marinette's into him. He's aware there's some attraction between them, but he doesn't know how hard she's crushing. So really, he's just a bit insecure himself and psyching himself up a bit for The Moment. So I justify it to myself anyway. As soon as he's able to actually take in her mood he's aware he's messed up. If you can't forgive him, that's okay. Mari will get him back later.

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[sayuricorner]

Miraculous Ladybug x Twisted Wonderland salt prompt: The ladybug's lonely lord

Warning: English is not my first language so sorry if it’s confusing.

Warning 2: This prompt content salt don’t like don’t read!

Times ago, I posted a suggestion for a Miraculous Ladybug x Twisted Wonderland salt fanfic with Idia and Marinette as the main ship.

The idea stayed in my head for a while so in the end I decided to write a whole prompt idea about it!

If you want to use this prompt you can! just credite and tag me in return please! :)

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Prompt concept:

So, the prompt take place after ML, Marinette is 16, Hawkmoth/Gabriel Agreste had been defeated and arrested by the police, Marinette managed to take back Duusu and Nooroo.

Unfortunatly not everything end happily: Adrien, to not be paint as his father’s accomplice, was forced to reveal he was Chat Noir, much to all Paris’s and Marinette’s shock, Marinette as Ladybug wanted to reveal her identity as well in support of her partner but Adrien told her to not to ‘cause according to him Paris needed her before giving her the black cat miraculous. And because his father was arrested Adrien was forced to move in England to live with his aunt and cousin.

Lila managed to not be arrested by lying and ancting like the poor girl brainwashed by Hawkmoth and everyone believed her, the class even forgiving her and presuring Marinette to do it as well when she know the liar isn’t genuine.

And when Alya constently presuring her to contact Adrien and to comfess to him despite Marinette not having feelings for him anymore and wanting to move on, the young girl never feel so sad and lonely. 

But her life get a unexpected turn when one day mysterious circonstences spirited her away, with the miracle box, to the Night Raven College in the mysterious world Twisted Wonderland.

Forced to stay in the school until the headmaster Crowley can send her back to her world, Marinette will engage into an adventure which will lead to face overblot students and magic misadventures.

And more surprises came when Marinette begin developping magic abilities due to the magic of Twisted Wonderland mixing with the miraculous magic, making Marinette eligible to become a official student, and first female student, of Night Raven College.

But despite the difficulties, Marinette will get friends who will be by her side and even find a new love.

Prompt details:

-Class salt

-Lila salt

-Bustier salt

-Adrien sugar

-Chloe redemption

-Class redemption, a part having a redemption or none of them having a redemption.(You choose)

-Good friend Luka

-Good friend Kagami

-Good parents Sabine and Tom Dupain-Cheng

-Marinette developping a new “Ladybug power” which permit her to purify overblot people.

-Leona trying to be his “threatening self”/rude self with Marinette but in the end not so much ‘cause he was raised to respect woman and was kinda impressed when Marinette, who’s rather small compared to him, reveal to had a character and talk back.

-Marinette managing to had a better control of Grim than Yuu in the game.

-Marinette, Ace, Deuce, Jack, Epel and Sebek forming the first year squad.

-Idia Shroud and Marinette having a “Hades and Persephone”-like romance.

-Divus Crewel, when finding out Marinette is a aspirant fashion designer with a lot of potential, being like “Must. Take. That. Pup. Under. My. Wing!”.

-Marinette being sometimes very annoyed by Ace’s, Deuce’s and Grim’s stupid sheningans.

-The Twisted Wonderland main characters becoming unknowingly step by step part of the “Marinette protection squad”..

-Rugi and Marinette becoming food buddies.

-Flyod giving to Marinette not harmfull “squeezy hugs”.

-Malleus and Marinette being best friends.

-Sad Marinette at the start but healing through the story.

-Marinette having PTSD from her fights against the akumas back in Paris.

-The Kwamis hanging out in the Ramshackle dorm outside of the miracle box.

-Marinette having a new soulmate ice-cream from Andre Glacier: curacao syrup for his hair, lemon for his eyes and blue raspberry for his lips.

-Marinette developping magic and officially transfering to NRC when she find a way back to Paris.

-The class being noisy and Alya not accepting Marinette move on from Adrien and fall in love with another boy.

-Lila trying to ruin Marinette’s life but end up exposed and getting karma.

-The Twisted Wonderland special events happening after the TW main story.

-Ship: Idia x Marinette, for other ships you decide.

[miraculouswolf99]

Miraculous/Just Add Magic Crossover Idea

I was a big fan of the Just Add Magic show when it first came out. A show about a trio of friends that discover a book filled with magical recipes that require rather enchanting ingredients to make even normal food turn magical. And since Marinette lives in a bakery, who better to get the book.

The idea is that Marinette and her family have been living in the bakery with the house above it for years. But the day before the first day of school happens, Marinette accidentally discovers a small door behind the paint in her room when she pushed a chair in her room against the wall a little too hard. It uncovered the door a little and behind the door was just a little shelf with the magical recipe book inside along with perfectly preserved herb and spice seeds. 

Marinette obviously does not know about magic yet, so she just shrugs and decides to keep the book and seeds. She finds them both interesting even if she has no idea why some of the herbs and spices have weird names like Cedronian and Livonian in front of them.

The first day of school goes off as normal as it usually does. Chloe is still a bullying brat, Kim and Alix are still very competitive with one another, Ivan is still shy about his crush on Mylene. The only difference is the addition of the two new students, Alya and Adrien. Adrien still does not make a good first impression on her because of Chloe and the gum incident, but the umbrella scene will always be adorable.

It is after Hawkmoth first appears and Stoneheart is first taken care of does Marinette find out more about the recipe book and seeds that she had found in the secret shelf in her room. 

Tikki explained to her that the book was one of her favorite magical creations. It was not the Miraculous Spellbook, but it was a book filled with enchanting recipes that have amazing effects for those that eat or drink the edible creations when they contain the magical spices and herbs. So, with the permission of her parents, Marinette follows Tikki’s instructions and plants all of the seeds. And magically, the plants grow almost overnight.

It was soon after that Marinette started using the magical ingredients that Tikki explained more about the book and how it worked. There needed to be three protectors of the book. Especially after the disaster of a brother and sister pair trying to keep the book forever and the sister ended up trapped inside the book until three other protectors were able to free her. So, Marinette ended up learning that Adrien and Nathaniel were the other two protectors when they both discovered the book on their own when they each came to visit her. The book had brought all of them together.

Between the magic of the book and the added magic of the miraculous, the trio also became a hero trio as well as the protectors. Only this time they were all aware of each other’s identities. Marinette was even able to convince Master Fu to allow Nathaniel to keep the fox miraculous full time, allowing him to become Vulpix.

The three try to use the book in order to help them locate Hawkmoth as well as give them an aid during tough akuma battles. Only it seemed that because of the powerful glamour miraculous holders get when they transform, it messes with the magic of the recipes and only allows clues into Hawkmoth’s identity instead of actually locating him. 

The trio try recipes like Lost And Found-u to try and locate the lost butterfly and peacock miraculous. They find tons of lost things other than the magically protected jewelry. They try the P.O.V. Popcorn, but only end up seeing black when they try to look through Hawkmoth’s eyes. And the Solve the Clues-Cous only helps hem gather more clues to his identity instead of actually helping them figure the clues out.

But there were some recipes they made just in case they helped deal with akumas. Like the Raise the Wall Roasted Tomatoes kept the akuma in one place until the fight was over. And the Big Mussels and Spinach gave the three a big boost to their strength.

The only ones that the trio tell about the book are Luka, Kagami, and Marc. They are the back-up protectors in case any of them get akumatized, corrupted, or compromised. 

But things take a turn when Lila joins the class. She is still a meager liar, but she also happens to be the descendant of a former protector that had also attempted to keep the book for selfish reasons. 

Lila ends up spying on Marinette, Adrien, and Nathaniel when they all make it clear that none of them believe her lies. She sees them with the book when she was trying to figure out how they knew. Since she knows about the book from family stories, she plots to take it from them since even to this day, her family still believes that they deserve the book.

Unluckily for her, the trio did not think it was ever a good idea to just let one of them keep the book at all times. So they are always changing hands between the three of them every few days.

Since she can never catch any of the trio without their bags, and they never have the book in their lockers, Lila decides to lie about the book to the rest of the class. They had all known that the trio shared a book between them, but none of them ever questioned them about since Marinette had spun a really good tale that it was just a cookbook that she was using when the boys asked her to teach them to cook and bake.

Since most of the class was already deep under her spell, Lila tells more lies. She first lies about the three bullying her to get the class to distrust them. Then she gets Marinette expelled to sew even more doubt into the class, even when Adrien and Nathaniel used Make-It-Happen Macarons to undo the expulsion. Lila then starts to lie about the book. First is with whispers like “that book looks like the pictures of an old family heirloom that went missing a while back.” Or saying things like “why do they never let anyone near that book, pretty weird don’t you think?” She soon spreads the lie about the book being a Rossi family heirloom that went missing and even when she told the trio that, they insulted her and continued to keep the book from her.

The class had already taken to bullying the trio because of Lila’s lies. Juleka, Kim, and Alix were the only ones that did not. They first tried to just demand the book, not once believing that Lila lied about it. Then they try to just take it. When those things fail, they keep attempting to steal it in sneakier ways.

This goes on for almost a month before the class takes things too far and rip up Marinette and Nathaniel’s sketchbooks as “revenge.” The trio decide that enough is enough. Luka, Kagami, and Marc had all been trying to tell the three to use the to expose Lila and keep the book safe from her. So they decide that it is finally time to do so.

They start with A Taste of Your Own Mochi to make Lila experience karma first hand since now all of her plans will backfire on her. Then they use Gazpa-Chill Soup to keep all tempers calm to keep akumas away. Then they bring down the hammer with a combo of Settle the Beef Sandwich and Bitter Truth Truffles in order to finally reveal Lila as the liar that she was. It also revealed that the book was never Lila’s or her family’s and she just wanted it because she wants it and feels like she deserves it.

Having seen how fickle their so-called friends really were, all three of the protectors transfer to another class, same with Kim, Juleka, and Alix. But the protectors also decide to use the Forget-Me Garlic Knots to make Lila and their old class forget about the book altogether. 

Next they needed to find a way to finally get rid of Hawkmoth.

[phis-corner]

When you read all those salt fics you notice how Batman quickly reacts and sues Lila no? Well what happens when instead of protecting her , Bruce tells her that she needs to get over it , cry me a river or that she needs to handle a liar by herself ( let’s be honest Batman can be kind of a ass , specially with his robins or daughters)

“Let me get this right: There’s a liar by the name of Lila Rossi, and she tells outrageous lies about all sorts of celebrities.” Bruce says, and Marinette nods.

“And what, exactly, do you want me to do about it?”

“Well, since she does name drop you a lot, I was hoping you could maybe expose her when we go to Wayne Enterprises?” She asks.

Bruce frowns. “Why would I do that?”

What. “...Because she’s spreading lies everywhere and slandering the names of people like Jagged Stone and Clara Nightingale? And you?”

“Well, it’s not affecting my business, so I don’t see why I should. You’re Ladybug, aren’t you? Why can’t you handle a liar, not even a good one at that, by yourself?”

Marinette presses her lips together, getting more and more irritated by the minute. “Believe me, Monsieur Wayne, I’ve tried. She has everyone under her thumb so that they do not believe a single word that comes out of my mouth. I tried exposing her as Ladybug as well, she just cried that they had a falling out and that Marinette must have turned Ladybug against her, and now the class despises Ladybug as well.”

“How is it my problem that you can’t expose a liar?” The billionaire asks. “If you just let her keep lying, when she gets into the real world, she would never get a good job anywhere if she doesn’t have proof to back up her resume. That would be karma, wouldn’t it?”

“That’s not the point!” Marinette barely manages to restrain herself from screaming in the face of the richest man in the world, who came knocking on her door to tell her he knew she was Ladybug? What? 

“There are others being harmed by her lies! My classmates all believe her every word, and have given up real opportunities to further their careers and talents in favor of the false ones that Lila presents them! Alya’s blog is now filled with lies and she has no hope of ever having a career in journalism! Juleka quit modeling altogether after one too many hints that she wasn’t suited for the job, and Kitty Section kicked Luka off after she said that it was weird to have an older boy in the band! Luka is a year older than them! Only a year!”

“Are these the same classmates that turned against you?” Bruce asks calmly.

“Well, yes, but-”

“Then why do you care? They were stupid enough to believe her and turn against you.”

What- how is this man a philanthropist? “Just because they were swayed by her lies does not mean that they deserve to spend the rest of their lives regretting it! They are not bad people- just misled, and I am asking you to help me put them on the right path!”

“Let me think.” The billionaire pretends to think for a moment. “No.”

He stands and moves to exit her apartment. “You know, when I learned you were the fame Ladybug who defeated Hawkmoth, I was going to recruit you to my team. As it turns out, you’re not much of a hero at all if you can’t even expose a liar.”

It all clicks in her head. Bruce Wayne is from Gotham. Gotham is the home of Batman. Batman, who is backed by Wayne Enterprises. Bruce Wayne is Batman. “Well, Monsieur Wayne, can you really call yourself Batman, a hero and protector of the world, if you refuse to help expose a liar to protect a single class?”

[thatasianstereotype]

Shit. I Got To Deal With This Bitch (Again). 

The third installment of my Adrien x Damian AU. 

First: Fuck. I’m Gay. 

Second: Damn, You’re Looking Fine. 

Well, would you look at that? I’m not dead after all. And this took a while to put together understatement of the fucking century. The reason is because life is a busy little shit the English language will not cooperate. I’m thinking of a scene I want to write and somehow words are lost in translating that into the computer and I end up with a white blank screen in the end. 

But moving on to the fic. At first, I was going to have the whole Gabriel-being-put-in-jail and former-friends-thing put as an aftermath because I really wanted to write Marinette and Adrien meeting the Waynes. But I decided to make the aftermath a full-blown fic from @michaelshadow7779′s ideas and extend the trilogy into a four-part series. 

This part will be focused on what happened to Liar-la, Ms. Bustier’s class trying to gain back their friendship with Marinette and Adrien, and Gabriel getting a special visit from both Robin and Ladybug. 

Again, this is a crack writing where creative liberties were definitely taken. 

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Lila Rossi is a fucking bitch and everyone —Like everyone this time— knew it. 

Her reputation was now in shambles (she’s now known as that pathological liar or that lying bitch) and Ms. Bustier’s class could only stare at her with hatred and anger —feelings that were once directed at Marinette. 

No one entertained her lies anymore. No one really hung out with her anymore. She sat at the back of the class, staring daggers at both Adrien and Marinette all day (just wishing for an akuma that will never appear).

Unfortunately for her, Lila couldn’t transfer out of class and with only 2 more months of the school year left, she couldn’t transfer out of school so she was stuck dealing with the consequences of her actions: being a fucking social outcast.

Because the class was not at all happy with their supposed friend. Tensions ran high during school. Things took a turn for the worse when Ms. Bustier tried to “fix” things in her own way, mentioning how the only reason Lila lied was because of her “disease” and the girl simply wanted to make friends. 

Needless to say, the class did not appreciate their teacher making them out to be fools all this time. 

It was Alya who ripped her a new one. Césaire definitely has a set of lungs on her. And Adrien would be lying if he didn’t say how utterly satisfying it was to watch.

Karma was a bitch. 

Payback was a bitch. 

And Adrien was fucking living in the aftermath. He wondered if it was mean (probably but he didn’t care) that he wished he had popcorn right now. 

All in all, life returned back to normal. 

Well, kind of. 

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Unfortunately, with the 2 months left in the school year, Ms. Bustier couldn’t exactly be let go because apparently Mr. Damocles didn’t want to deal with the whole paperwork, trying to find a new teacher to replace her, and dealing with the so-called Akuma class. 

That fucker. 

So essentially, he left her at the mercy of her unhappy class, saying she will be let go at the end of the school year. 

Ms. Bustier was unhappy with the arrangement. The class was unhappy with it too. Probably even more so. Since they still got to deal with Rossi’s bitch ass on a daily basis. 

The remaining 2 months of school were spent in a passive-aggressive war. Teacher vs. Students. Where technically the teacher should be respected and they should learn from her but the class was unleashing their collective pettiness. 

And Caline Bustier was fucking done with this job. She wanted to go back in time to when she thought being a teacher was a good idea and shake her past self silly. At this point, she was just counting the days until she can leave for good. 

“Kim. That’s the third time you slept in class this week. If you don’t pay attention, you won’t pass the test next week.” 

“Hold up. I got to ask the certified pathological liar where I put all the fucks I give.” 

“Ok. Don’t forget to ask Marinette if you can actually trust her answer.” 

It was glorious. 

Adrien and Marinette were definitely enjoying the show. 

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Marinette put down her sketchbook and stared at Damian for a minute. “You’ve been here for a month and a half already. Are you still doing business for your dad?” 

Damian Wayne became a common sight around Françoise Dupont High School and can usually be seen around Adrien and Marinette. After a week of constantly seeing him hang around lunch or in after school activities/clubs, seeing a Wayne soon lost its novelty and people accepted it as the new norm.

“I’m already done with what I need to do at WE’s Paris branch.” He casually plucked flowers from the ground to make a crown for his mon amour who was happily chatting with Luka and Kagami.

“So why are you still here? Don’t you have your own education to finish?”

“My schooling is of no concern. I already earned my diploma a few months ago. It was not at all difficult when I’m already light years ahead of my peers in regards to the dismal educational system my Father forced me to attend."

She raised an unamused eyebrow. “Uh huh. And your family isn’t worried at all about you, a minor, being in a foreign country all by yourself?” 

“They know I’m here. I already informed Father that I will be extending my stay here.”

“And he just accepted it? Just like that?”

"I’m responsible enough to handle myself. I surely do not need Batman watching over me. And you don’t need to worry at all. I’ve been away from home for far longer.”

“You’re completely missing the point.”

“On the contrary, I thought I answered the question perfectly.”

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When they weren’t playing a petty war with Bustier, the class was trying to get back into Marinette and Adrien’s good graces by inviting them to everything and trying to include the pair in their lives again. They wanted to be friends with their Everyday Ladybug and Sunshine Child again. 

“Want to do homework together?”

“How about a study session?” 

“We’re having a sleepover at Juleka’s place, Marinette. We can talk about each other’s love lives like the good old times.” 

“Wanna see the new movie that came out, Adrien? I’ll even pay for your favorite snacks.”

“Come on you two. Let’s hang out in the park. We can get Andre’s ice cream too. It’ll be fun.” 

Spoiler alert: It don’t work. At all. 

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“Hey Marinette, Adrien! Why don’t you sit with us today?” Alya eagerly waved at them from where she was sitting with Nino. 

It was a part of a long list of efforts that the class is trying to include the pair in. And it would be nice if it was just to be nice and friendly, you know. Adrien wasn’t going to be outright mean to them even though they fucking deserve it after how they treated the beautiful and kind goddess that was Marinette because Mari asked him to “Play nice, kitty”. 

But the class kept trying to slide the whole Liar-la thing under the rug as if it was nothing. As if they didn’t shit all over their good name for a two-faced bitch. As if they had no part in making them feel like outcasts just weeks before. As if they didn’t called them hateful names or gave them scornful glares. 

And that’s just fucking wrong. Because it wasn’t nothing. And they weren’t good pals anymore. So stop fucking acting like it. 

Adrien was so done with his former friends/classmates. Marinette even more so. 

Because apparently, saying “Yeah, We want nothing to do with you anymore.” is not fucking clear enough that the pair wanted nothing to do with their former friends. 

Like what the actual fuck. 

Luckily, Mari can sense her kitty’s bad mood and quickly laid a hand on his arm and led them to their seats in the middle row since Liar-la took the back and they will be damned if they sit next to her. 

Alya was utterly aghast. She and the others were trying their best to have things be back to where they were before. Doesn’t Marinette and Adrien want things to be like they were before? When everyone was friends and they were making happy memories together? 

Why won’t they accept their olive branch? They’ll be friends again and everything will be okay just like it was before Lila came. 

Let it be known that Alya Césaire was not a patient person. Like at all. 

She was fuming (like you could see the smoke coming out of her ears) as she walked up to Marinette’s desk, just bursting at the seams with frustration. “I don’t get it. Why are you so cosy with Adrien instead of us? Did you forget he supported Lila too? 

“That was—” Marinette spoke up in defense of her everything-that-actually-matters brother. 

But Alya ignored her and bulldozed right over, slamming her hands down on her desk. “Yeah. He changed his mind later on but the point still stands that he was on Lila’s side just like us so why are you willing to be friends with him but not me and Nino? We were best buds.” 

“Adrien was friends with Lila unwillingly, unlike you guys. His douchebag of a father wanted him to play nice with that harlot for some reason and he had to go along with it or risk being pulled out of school.” 

Alya rolled her eyes (She literally rolled her eyes at that) before crossing her arms in front of her chest. “Please. That’s probably a pretty little excuse he gave you be on your good side again. We all know Gabriel will never actually do it.”  

“Are you perhaps referring to the man who rejected the idea of a birthday part for his own son or makes Adrien attend constant photo shoots and a crazy schedule to follow that makes it hard for him to hang out with his friends regularly. That Gabriel?” 

At that, Alya faltered a bit as she uncrossed her arms. 

“Look, Alya. I’m fine with being friendly classmates but I’m not going to be your friend again.” 

And Alya —who wanted things to just be okay again and wanted to go back to being Marinette’s best friend, who was tired of days trying to put so much effort into being Marinette’s best gal again only to be rejected every single time— just let whatever came into her mind to slip out of her mouth. She didn’t watch what she said next and in doing so burnt the last bridge she ever had to Marinette. 

“Maybe Lila was actually right for once when she said the only reason you’re close to Adrien was to use him to get ahead in the fashion industry.” 

Oh shit. 

She really done did it now. 

It was at this point that Marinette’s infinite patience and kindness snapped. Adrien scooted his chair back a bit to get out of the crossfire. He’s a dumbass kitty but he still has self-preservation. 

The grip on her pencil tightened as her eyes narrowed and grew darker, her voice ice cold.  

“You were the one who decided we were done being friends, Césaire.” 

Alya was taken aback, frozen at the biting harshness Marinette directed at her. Whatever comeback she had died in her throat. 

Mari let out a deep breath and her voice was back to neutral. “Look. Maybe someday in the future we can be friends again. But not right now. Please respect my decision.”

And that was the end of that. 

Well kind of. 

Because the ice queen treatment didn’t deter her at all. Alya still persistently tried to get Marinette to be friends with her again until Nino pulled her away and forced her to stop it with her ridiculous antics which aren’t working. 

The rest of their former friends now classmates got the message and left the pair alone. They were friendly and cordial with each other as common courtesy dictate but they had no interaction beyond that. They were nowhere near as close as they once were before Liar-la happened. 

Anyway, school went back to normal. Well as normal as it could be with all the recent changes.

Nothing was as it was before. 

And Marinette and Adrien were fine with that. 

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Mari was hanging out with Aurore and Mireille for the afternoon so Damian and Adrien had Mari’s room all to themselves. They were currently playing video games. 

And although the Wayne boy was the perfect gentleman who doesn’t let his hormones rule over common courtesy and a proper courtship, Plagg was there to supervise the lovebirds (with a boatload of cheese to keep him company of course). 

He likes to think of himself as laid back and chill who cares deeply about his kittens. And Adrien is a pure innocent little bean. 

Don’t get him wrong. He does like Wayne as a person. The kid’s attitude and personality is a fun riot to witness. But the major plus is how it is beyond obvious Wayne adores and cares greatly about Adrien. He is a good boyfriend to his chaotic gay sunshine baby. 

But after all the shit and drama that went down with his scumbag of a dad, Plagg was just feeling a tad protective of his kitty. 

Just a tad. 

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They have been dating for close to a month now. He wonders if they are going to do a one-month anniversary. Is that excessive? Or was that normal? But Adrien still can’t get over how he landed such a hot and amazing guy as a beau. 

If only he could go back in time to visit his insecure and confused little self and reassure him that they had game all along. 

“Fuck. I lost.” 

Dami smirked. “That makes it 7 to 5 in my favor.” 

“I don’t care if you’re drop dead gorgeous. I’ll beat your pretty face in the next round.” 

Hot-And-Sexy had an amused grin on his face. “I love you too, babe.” 

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Marinete and Damian are finally making a plan to get Hawk Moth to answer for his crimes. Needless to say, they have their differences on how to handle Gabriel Agreste.

“I vote to have Hawk Moth taste my blade.”

“We’re not killing Adrien’s dad no matter how much he deserves it.”

“I can get away with it.”

“So can I. But murder is still illegal.”

Naturally, discussing how to confront Gabriel and coming with a good solid plan that satisfies both teenagers took some time.

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Adrien entered Mari’s room, humming a bit as he carried a tray filled with homemade snacks. He perked up seeing his two favorite people in the world getting along so well.

“Hey guys! What are you up to?”

Damian and Marinette glanced at each other for a split second. They didn’t want their Chaton to worry about Hawk Moth so they didn’t share any specifics.

It was Dami who spoke up. “We are discussing the legalities of assassination.”

Mari facepalmed.

Luckily, Adrien was a pure oblivious child. “That’s nice, babe.”

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With all the strange things he’s seen (namely, the Miraculous and getting powers from tiny little talking animals), Gabriel will like to say he shouldn’t be surprised. 

But he was. 

Luckily, he had enough self-control to not show his surprise in an obvious way, just a raised eyebrow towards the two superheroes standing in the middle of his office. 

“To what do I owe the pleasure, Mademoiselle Ladybug and Monsieur Robin?” Pleasant and neutral. 

Ladybug he can kind of understand her presence. He is a supervillain after all. Wait. Maybe ex-supervillain now. Because he hasn’t been doing villain things for a while now since he misplaced Nooroo’s brooch and couldn’t find it no matter how many boxes of unsold Miraculous replicas he went through. And he went through a lot (that is not an understatement). Amazing how much free time he has when he isn’t stalking on the watch for negative feelings. 

But what was Robin doing here? He wasn’t aware the Gotham sidekick was in Paris in the first place. 

“We are aware of your alter ego, Hawk Moth.” 

He sighed internally. This wasn’t going to end well. But he hasn’t gotten this far by bowing down easily. 

“Just because I am a genius recluse does not mean I have supervillain tendencies.” 

Ladybug was unimpressed as she crossed her arms and stare at him with a deadpan look. “But you do have supervillain tendencies. I have yours and Nathalie’s miraculous who told us all about your plans.” 

Huh, no wonder he couldn’t find them. 

But anyway, the gig was up. Nooroo and Duusu were very emotional blabbermouths. The main reason why he couldn’t let them out of his sight —besides needing them to transform into bad guys of course. 

“Then you know I had a good reason why I became Hawk Moth.” 

“To bring your wife back. Yes, I am aware of your ‘master’ plan.” 

Maybe he can appeal to their sympathy. After all, heroes got to have empathy, right? “It was for Adrien’s sake to have his family back together.”

Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say. 

Because next thing he knew he had a razor sharp sword against his neck. He didn’t even see Robin move. 

“Do not speak of his name, you traitor scum.” The Gotham hero growled. “How dare you preach about your son’s happiness when you are the one who have been neglecting him for the past years. Do not say you care for the boy when you never once showed an ounce of love towards him.” 

Why is Robin so protective towards Adrien? Do they know each other well? 

But Gabriel’s questions were immediately banished to the back of his mind. Because right now, he was righteously fearing for his life. Prison sounded better than death. He glanced towards Ladybug. He knew she, at least, wouldn’t let him die. She was the picture perfect hero after all. 

Who was facepalming at the situation. “For the last time, we are not killing Agreste.” 

Unfortunately, Robin did not remove the sword. “And as I keep saying, no one will have to know.” 

“I will. I am literally standing right here as a witness.” 

“You may look away if you are squeamish.”

“...That’s not the problem.” It was time for Ladybug to pull out the big guns. “And if you go through with this, you will make your boyfriend cry and he will no longer want to date you.” 

It took a few seconds but Robin eventually lowered the sword and addressed Gabriel. “Do not presume that because you have no received death today that you do not deserve it. The only reason why your guts have not decorated this room is because I do not wish to make my mon amour shed tears for such a despicable man.” 

Ladybug spoke up next. “We are going to report you to the authorities. Robin and I have enough evidence to put you away for life.” 

To live for another day, Gabriel makes the smart choice of quickly surrendering right then and there. 

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“Mon amour, I come bearing both good and bad news.” 

Adrien looked at Dami confused. “Okay? What’s the bad news?”

“Your sister have unfortunately stopped my attempt to slay your wicked father.” 

Aww. 

Adrien’s squishy little heart filled with endearing fondness at how much Hot-And-Sexy cared about him. 

“Killing my father isn’t worth going to jail, Dami. I’m sure you can pull off orange but Mari will probably bar me from ever visiting you to teach you a lesson.”  

He considered that for a moment. “That is true. Marinette is a frightening terror.” 

“She’s the greatest thing to happen to me.”Adrien swooned at his goddess before remembering his boyfriend was with him. “You’re a very close second.” 

But Dami was smiling fondly. “I know. I knew what I was getting into when I asked you out. I will never get in the way between your sibling bond.” 

Aww. 

He could feel his squishy little heart almost explode from all this sugary cuteness from his vain and egotistical Adonis.  

“You’re adorable. So what’s the good news you have for me?” 

“Marinette and I have finally dealt with your father. He will answer for his crimes in front of the Parisian authorities and you will not deal with the repercussions of being related to someone as vile as he.” 

“Does this mean I don’t have to legally change my name to Dupain-Cheng after all?” 

“You’re already one. Not sharing their name does not make you any less of one.” 

Adrien beamed, smiling brighter than any sun. He loved being part of the Dupain-Cheng family and it was nice to be acknowledged as one of them. 

“Of course. Being a Wayne is an honor too.” Damian said casually as if he was simply talking about the weather. Only the twitch of his fingers belied his nervousness. 

Adrien interlocked their fingers together. “You have to buy me a pretty ring first, Mr. Hot-And-Sexy.” 

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The next week was kind of crazy to say the least. 

Gabriel Agreste was outed as Hawk Moth and Natalie as Mayura to the public. They were promptly put in jail. 

For all their contingency plans, Marinette and Damian had nothing to worry about after all. Adrien being a literal sunshine and Paris’ darling model was what saved him from being a pariah and outcast. The public knew that Adrien was the victim here and not part of Hawk Moth’s plans at all (Be serious. Can you imagine Sunshine child actually having an evil streak in him? No? That’s right. Because it is impossible). People were more sympathetic about Adrien having such a douchebag as a father than the possibility that he was evil like said douchebag. 

After that whole drama mess, Ladybug and Chat Noir announced their retirement to Paris’ dismay. But eh. Without akumas running around, they can leave Paris’ future to the police (since it’s you know, their job to keep the peace and not teenagers who is still winging it as they kick ass). 

Marinette and Adrien just wanted to focus on their future without any other crazy shenanigans.

He already said it before. But it still bears repeating.

Lila Rossi is a bitch.

The only thing Gabriel did right was throw her under the bus when he was caught. He told the police and superheroes how Lila helped him cause akumas with her lies and manipulation. Who knew her destroyed reputation could plummet even further? Understandably, her mother was not at all pleased with her daughter’s antics.

For being a terrorist and an indecent person, Lila was immediately arrested and deported to Italy (and that’s the last they ever heard of her thank everything Mari thinks is holy). 

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With the whole Hawkmoth thing out of the way and he didn’t have to worry about his shitty dad ever again, Adrien can now focus on his biggest challenge yet. 

School will be over in a few days and summer will be here. Which means: It’s time to finally meet the Waynes. 

Oh fuck. He was going to meet the Batfam. 

And even though Dami assured him that his family will like him, he was still nervous. 

Fuck that. He was absolutely 100% freaking out!

Thank goodness Mari was coming along for the ride. 

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