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FIC: Winters Hold the Longest Night: Part 2 (MLB/Lukanette, LBSC Sprint Challenge Secret Santa)

Notes: There will inevitably reach a point where I have to timeline this ‘Verse bc of how out of order I did everything.  Initially this was gonna be Pt4, but I’m trying to behave with my chronology this time… xD  Rating goes up a bit here, but besides a slightly tipsy handjob it’s all fade-to-black.

It’s ok @justknitstuff you’ll get more adulty fun in the next part.  :D

Winters Hold the Longest Night

Part 2: Summers Hold the Shortest Night

“…wait.  What?”

Luka looked up from the yarn looping between his hands. Marinette had paused her knitting, blinking at him with…he didn’t like the look in her eyes.  She looked…she almost looked scared.

“You’re leaving?” she asked, her voice small, and oh.  Oh, no. Never…he surged forward, the yarn falling from his arms as he reached for her face and kissed her deeply.  She scrambled to drop the needles, her project falling to the side as her hands came up to flutter against his sides.  She whined when he pulled back, so he stayed close and pressed his forehead against hers, bumping them together lightly.

“Only for a time,” he said, “and I want you to come with me.  I am not leaving, Marinette.  Never that.”

Hadn’t they already had this discussion?  She loved to call him a silly snake, but honestly…she was the silly one.  Clearly he hadn’t spent enough time convincing her of his affections, of his commitment to them. He would have to remedy that…

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FIC: Winters Hold the Longest Night: Part 3 (MLB/Lukanette, LBSC Sprint Challenge Secret Santa - Lemony Fresh!)

Notes: I have no intention of bringing Dingo into this ‘verse, but the idea that – if I did – he’d be a werewolf that checks in on Mari from time to time during the winter, when Luka’s too sleepy to feel like he can protect her properly, just to be warded away every Yule because of copious amounts of mistletoe amuses me to NO END.  “T’way with ye, mangy beast!”  (Also the E rating comes into play here.) 

Hey @justknitstuff someone order some holiday smut?  :D

Winters Hold the Longest Night

Part 3: The Second Yule

Luka was alone when he woke, but he knew he wasn’t alone.

There was the smell of something baking in the main room, above the usual scent of the fire, and he smiled as he burrowed deeper into the cushions of their nest.  He could also hear his mate humming, sometimes singing in her low, clear voice. There was a gentle glow coming from the main room, slipping past the slit in the curtain, and he blinked sleepy eyes as he tried to focus on it.  There was another smell.  Something…fresher?  Like the woods outside.  Like…

He was so tired, but his curiosity was winning out.  He sluggishly pushed himself up and slithered to the curtain, yawning before he moved it back.

He blinked in stupefied surprise as he saw the main room.

Marinette had gone…a little overboard.

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FIC: Winters Hold the Longest Night: Part 1 (MLB/Lukanette, LBSC Sprint Challenge Secret Santa)

Rating: MA / E / Adult

Characters/Pairings: Naga!Luka Couffaine, Witch!Marinette Dupain-Cheng; Luka Couffaine/Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Summary: The nights are getting longer, and colder, and Luka is more than happy to stay coiled up in their nice, warm nest to wait out the longest night of the year with his new mate.  But Marinette is human, and Marinette is a witch, and Marinette is excited to celebrate Yule with her new…friend.

Author’s Notes/Warnings: MERRY CHRISTMAS, CAP’N!!!!!!!!  Trying to hit two of your prompts here: (1) anything supernatural/monsters/mythological. Maybe learning each other's way of celebrating the holiday/season; and (2) domestic fluff! Marinette getting carried away decorating their house during their first Christmas being married.  And because I’m STUPID ambitious, I thought it would be great to set this during the Winters ‘verse?  Except I failed majorly at the whole “sprint fic” thing.  xD

[Yooooo there’s a long-ass note on Ao3 explaining how horribly I failed, but I’m hoping @chromemist doesn’t mind.  No one else at @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers seems to.  xD  There will be three more parts to this posted over the next week or so.  Pt3 is currently the only one that actually gets explicit, but rating to be safe.]

Winters Hold the Longest Night

Part 1: The First Yule

When Luka woke up, he was alone.

That wasn’t entirely unusual, especially this deep into the winter. His sleeping schedule, as Marinette would call it, was practically nonexistent (or maybe too existent) when all he seemed capable of doing was sleep.  He was used to waking up alone and going to bed alone. He usually awoke at some point during the night, after Marinette had joined him in their nest, but only just enough to pull her closer.

It was just his luck he would choose a witchling for a mate.  If she were a nagi, she would be brumating, too, and they would spend the season coiled around each other in their warm, cozy nest while the cold outside passed.  But if she was a nagi, she wouldn’t be Marinette.  He would take his winter cuddles where he could get them, if it meant they came from Marinette.  He wouldn’t change his mate for anything.

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FIC: Winters Hold the Longest Night: Part 4 (MLB/Lukanette, LBSC Sprint Challenge Secret Santa - End!)

Notes: So this one is set sometime after Winters Pt3, though not necessarily immediately after? I haven’t figured out yet how long I want them trying before this actually happens.  Biiiig shoutout to Quick, who spitballed this with me until it went from a Vague Idea to an Actual Fic.  xD (Because there were two directions I could have taken snakelets, and @justknitstuff, who got first say since it’s her SS fic, did not care “as long as you let them live”.  Because I’ve got a Big Reputation, apparently.  xD)  

Anyway, happy holidays everyone – hopefully everyone found some moment of joy in them. I think we all needed some light after this year.  Hopefully y’all found that.  Knit, I hope you enjoyed this bit of silliness – and hey, I think I’m wrapping this up right in the middle of another @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers Sprint Challenge?  So hey, feel free to join us in the Disco, sprint away, and get showered with encouragement and random, possibly traumatizing gifs! :D

Winters Hold the Longest Night

Part 4: A Yuletide Gift for Years to Come

When he awoke, Luka was not alone.  He was very much not alone, not that his sleep-addled mind noticed beyond warm and Marinette and mine. He woke just enough to curl closer: his tail coiling more firmly around her legs, his arms pulling her to his chest, and his head tucking against that warm spot between her neck and shoulder that always smelled like home. If she shifted herself, burrowing closer and pressing her ear above the slow beat of his heart, he was out again before he noticed.

He’d been sleeping a lot that winter.  More so than usual.  It had been unseasonably cold, worse than it usually was, and the brumation had hit him hard – and early.  The Harvest season had barely passed before he’d felt his body slowing down, and he’d spent almost every day since buried under a pile of Marinette’s enchanted blankets in their nest.  Not that he had noticed, but Marinette had told him there had been quite a few occasions where he’d slept days without waking (which wasn’t entirely odd, as he’d been known to sleep for a week straight during colder winters, but he usually at least partly woke every day or so).  It had concerned her, at first – enough to bring it up to him – but as the temperatures dropped and the snows came a good month ahead of schedule she had worried less. It was colder that year than it had been in years – even colder than their first winter together, when a blizzard had trapped them inside the cottage for at least a week.  If Luka was sleeping more, Marinette just assumed it was a natural consequence of the lower temperatures.

She wasn’t worried, and he wasn’t awake enough to worry.