#luka couffaine is stupid for marinette dupain-cheng

[verfound]

FIC: "Scales are for Adornment" (MLB; Lukanette; LBSC Lukanette Month 2024; Winters)

@lovebugs-and-snakecharmers is doing a Lukanette Month for September 2024, and we all just kinda tossed some prompts in the disco to compile a list?  We ended up with 71 prompts, so I decided I’d roll some dice to pick a prompt, do a twenty minute (ish, bc we all know sometimes they run away from me) sprint, and try to get some short fics out this month?

(...how many days are we into this before these two popped up? 😂 Thank Bloody. She's been sharing some WIP art that got me itching. 🖤)

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Prompt 33: Scales

There was a soft noise, a tinkling like chimes, barely perceptible on the far edges of his awareness.  It was just enough to be distracting.  Just enough to draw him from the warmth and softness and comfort of sleep.

…just enough to make him aware of how empty his arms – their nest – was.

A giggle floated on the breeze, making him twist and reach for his missing mate.  She wasn’t where she was supposed to be.  The bedding beside him was painfully empty.  Cold.  The chimes sounded again, and his brow furrowed.

His eyes felt too heavy as he struggled to open them, which…wasn’t fair.  It wasn’t even winter.  It was still early in the spring, and he supposed close enough to the end of his brumation that the lethargy was expected, but it was still…frustrating.

Hadn’t he spent enough time sleeping over the winter?

Wasn’t it time for him to be awake?  Up and about and enjoying his new mate?

She was at the kitchen table when he finally hauled himself out of the nest and to her side.  Scattered around her on the top were…pebbles?  No.  They were…he rubbed his eyes, squinting at the familiar teal shapes glinting in the afternoon light.

“I don’t recall you sleeping this much last summer,” she said, distracting him from the objects on the table.  She had turned towards him on the bench, her arms wrapping around his middle.  Her fingers danced along the line where scales met skin at his back, scratching lightly – and gods, did that feel good…

“I don’t, not u…usually,” he said around a yawn.  “I think ssssomeone’s worn me out.”

“Hey!” she laughed, leaning back to glare at him.  It was half-hearted at best, and there was a grin dancing on the corners of her mouth he longed to kiss away.  “You can’t possibly blame me when you’re the one who always starts it!”

“I do not recall sssstarting it lasssst night,” he hummed, dipping to kiss her.  He sighed as her nails scratched along his scales, but then he winced when a nail caught and…tugged.  She pulled away in surprise, her eyebrows lifting as she held up…oh.  “Ah.  Sssso that’sssss what’sss happening.”

“Luka?” she asked, looking up at him.  She laid the scale on the table, and he realized that’s why the things were so familiar.  And gods, how much had he been shedding that she had that many to…just what was she doing with his old scales, anyway?

“Why do you…what are my sssscales doing on the table, love?” he asked, picking up one of the older ones.  He had never paid much attention to them, once they were gone.  They were just something to clear out of the bedding when his new skin came in.  But it appeared Marinette had been collecting them – had amassed quite the collection, from the looks of it – and they were…hard.  Almost like stones, or the shells his sister used to collect along the seaside.

“They’re beautiful, don’t you think?” she asked, smiling as the scale he was holding caught the light and gleamed.  He looked at her, amused.  He had never thought so, but he had never been a particularly vain snake.  Unlike his father.  “I just…there’s so many of them.  I thought…I don’t know.  They were too pretty to just toss away.”

“I probably shhhould have warned you,” he said.  “I shhhed, in the sssspring.  It’ssss…you might ssssee it as a ssssummer cold?  It’ssss natural, and I confesssss I’d barely thought of it thissss year.  With…everything.”

“…if I wasn’t so worried about you saying you’re getting sick, I’d have words for you for that,” she said, frowning.  He sank onto his coils beside her and pulled her into another kiss.  She frowned as she pulled back.  “No.  No distractions.  You’re getting sick?”

“I will be fine, love,” he said.  “Jusssst…a little groggy.  Ssssore.  Really itchy.  It only lasssstssss a few days, and when it’ssss over I have a nicccce, shhhiny new sssskin.”

She hummed, unconvinced, but he just kissed her again.

“Now, tell me,” he said.  “What are you planning to do with my sssscales?”

“I’m not sure yet,” she said, looking back at the table.  She grinned at him.  “Let’s call it a surprise, shall we?”

He rolled his eyes before he decided she’d maybe had enough time with her little project.  He scooped her up and pulled her back against him, and she laughed until he bent her back with another kiss.  She always said nothing helped a creative block like a little distraction, after all, and he was quickly becoming her favorite distraction…

. : .

The next week was…unpleasant, at best.  Excruciating at worst.

He had perhaps downplayed how bad his yearly shedding could be – though that was perhaps just another stupid snake thing he had never fully considered warning his witch mate about.  The worst had been the day she’d come home from the market to find him passed out – and barely breathing – in the nest.  He had been fine, of course – his body just…slowed, a bit, as his skin shed.

(…then of course had been the actual skin, which…)

(…ok.  He owed her.  Big time.)

(…the way she had spent most of that first night just…running her hand over his new scales had been heaven, though.  If he was a cat he probably would have spent the whole damn night purring.)

(…he did, however, feel terrible that the intimacy had been caused not because she’d wanted to touch him but more because he’d scared her – terrified her, nearly caused her poor heart to give out on her, you awful snake – so.)

Still.

It was behind them now, and she’d be better prepared next year (“…oh my gods you do this every spring.”), and it was too glorious a day to be concerned with how awful the past week had been.  The sun was high in the sky, and he had an entire tail of fresh, shiny scales eager to soak up its warmth.

“Are you not joining me, love?” she called from the riverbank below.  He tipped his head back onto the rocks, smiling lazily at her.

“Perhapssss…” he paused, clearing his throat as she grinned at him.  “Perhaps you could join me up here?”

“Tempting,” she said, reaching behind her to undo the laces of her dress, “but I worked so hard on my new swimsuit…I was hoping to show it off today.”

“You don’t need a swimsuit, love,” he said, turning to frown at her.  “You’re jusssst fine without…”

And then her dress fell to her ankles.

And he saw exactly what she had been so busy with over the last week while he’d been busy writhing in itchy agony.

Or…rather what use she had decided to put his old scales to.

Her swimsuit.

If it could even be called that!

He had seen her swim clothes the previous summer – had seen what her friend Mylène considered ‘swimwear’!  That…those…the skimpy garments barely covering her bits were underthings at best.  And barely, at that!

(“It’ssss called lingerie, you dumbassssss,” a sardonic voice that sounded suspiciously like his sister hissed in his head.)

…not that he was complaining!  It was…it was…a bra and panties.  That yes, kept her covered, but it could hardly be considered decent.  By human standards, at least.  Rose would probably…

…it was probably best they didn’t tell Rose about this one.  She’d demand one for herself in Juleka’s scales, probably, and he…did not want to think about that.  Eugh.

On Marinette, though…

His old scales had been woven together, and they shone like polished shells in the sunlight.  She was beautiful.  She was always beautiful, but there was something about seeing her wearing his scales like that that sparked something almost primal in him.  He wanted…he needed to…he ached for…

“Luka?” she called, frowning, and he realized with a start that he had been silent – gobsmacked – just a moment too long.

…that start also made him slip, his hands sliding along the slick rocks and losing their balance.  He tumbled tail over head with a mighty splash into the river, and he was barely aware of Marinette screaming after him as he plunged below the surface.  When he finally regained himself, pushing himself up from the bottom of the river to swim towards the surface and breaking through with a strangled gasp, Marinette was waiting for him.

“Luka!” she cried, slipping her hands along his sides and under his armpits to hoist him up.  They bobbed there, Luka watching her with wide, startled eyes, and Marinette staring back with panic in her own, and he blinked slowly as he tried to process what in the seven hells had just happened.  “Gods, are you all right?  What just happened?  What was that?”

“I…” he started, but he trailed off because he honestly didn’t know.  One minute he had been staring at her, wearing his…and then his eyes dropped, his gaze focusing on the breasts bobbing in the water beneath him.  On the teal scales shimmering along their edges, hugging them and holding them up as perfectly as…

“Luk…” she started as he bent his head to her chest, her voice cutting off in a soft gasp as his nose skimmed along the edge of a cup.  His hand found her side, moving slowly up until it was holding the breast he was nuzzling – and then he pushed it up as he grazed his fangs along the soft, wet skin available to him.  His fangs caught on the edge of the his scales, and he hissed softly as a breathy giggle left her.  “I…I take it you like it?”

“That…is an undersssstatement,” he sighed, nuzzling her chest.  “How…when did you…?”

“I am very talented with a needle and thread,” she said, reaching up to brush her fingers through his hair, “and you have been very sleepy lately.”

“Did I truly shhhed thissss much?” he asked, glancing up at her.  She hummed, arching her back to push her chest closer to his mouth.  His other hand slipped along her back, reaching up to toy with the ties holding the top together.  He was torn, though, between his desire for more of her skin and the sight of his scales gleaming against that skin.

“I’ve been collecting them for a while,” she said.  “Honestly, Luka.  The nest is littered with them.”

“Ssssorry,” he chuckled, nipping at the mark above her heart.  The skin was starting to scar over, what with how often he bit her there.  He felt he should feel guilty about that, and yet…

It was the same as that part of him that thrilled at seeing her new underthings.  Swimwear.  A little primal voice that hissed mine.

“You are not,” she giggled, nipping at his ear.  He hissed when she licked it, smiling.  “So.  You love it, then?”

“I love you,” he sighed, lifting her slightly to give him more access.  She hummed, the sound cutting off in a gasp as his claws lightly scratched along her back.  As he settled his face between her breasts and took a moment to just…be.  To breathe her in.  Bask in the fact that she was there and his and…

“So…so who’s starting this one?” she giggled breathlessly when he turned his head to run his tongue along the inside of a breast.  He glanced up at her, grinning as he tugged on the tie and slipped the cup just a little lower.  Just enough for her nipple to slip out – just enough to flick his tongue against it with a hiss.

“You,” he insisted, cupping her ass and pulling her against him to grind up.  She slipped along his wet scales, her legs scrabbling to lock around him, but from her gasp he knew she had felt the point he was attempting to make.  “Looking like thissss, little mousssse…looking the way you always do…it is always you.”

She wasn’t sure when he had spun them, when he had pressed her back up against the rocks – when his tail had wrapped around her middle to hoist her up – but his mouth was working its way down, nibbling along her ribs and towards her stomach while her hands twisted in his hair.  Her head tipped back, her mouth dropping open as his fangs grazed along her skin.

“In…incorrigible,” she breathed, sighing as his fingers toyed with the waistband of her bottoms.

“For you?” he hummed, glancing up at her with a slow, satisfied smile.  “Always.”

[kai-teaarts]

I did some lil redesigns of the cast of Miraculous Ladybug (not everyone that's too much drawing for me)

Art dump!!

The last two are just some OCS ( a half self insert half full character)

I love them all.

[mystic-myrtille]

When you‘re love‘s so strong it sets the blueberry macarons on fire😂

… wait

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[writer-rider-flirty-thirties]

Oooh, #65 for lukanette, maybe? :)

Absolutely!

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“Marinette Dupain-Cheng, would you do me the honor of marrying me?”

Marinette’s eyes glittered under the lights stringed across the Liberty and she immediately started nodding. “Yes, Luka. Absolutely yes!” Before Luka could stand or slide the ring on her finger, Marinette launched herself at him and the two toppled over in a heap.

Luka’s laugh was music to her ears as he laid flat on his back on the deck of the boat with her on top of him, and Marinette found herself falling in love with him all over as the gravity of the moment washed over her. 

He was her fiance! They were getting married. She was going to be Mrs. Couffaine.

The thought literally stole her breath.

“I love you so much.” She breathed, cupping his face and pressing kisses repeatedly against his lips.

“I love you, too.” He murmured before shaking his head and resting it against the hardwood beneath him. “I just can’t believe you said yes.”

Confused, Marinette sat up, straddling his waist, and made him look at her. “What do you mean?”

Luka looked off to the side for a long moment before pushing up on his elbows. “You’re truly amazing, Melody. You are so talented and smart and brave and all the things that are right about this world. You can be anything, do anything, have anyone and for some reason you chose me. I’m not sure why because I’m just some guy who can play the guitar and lives on a boat. You could do so much better than-”

Not believing her ears, Marinette silenced him with a kiss. When they pulled away, she frowned at him. “Don’t say that. None of that is true.”

“It is.” His eyes dropped but she made him look at her.

“It’s not. Luka, I…” Her voice faltered for a long moment as emotions swept through her. How could he be so stupid? So adorably and lovably stupid? “Luka, I wish you could see yourself the way I see you. If you did, you wouldn’t say things like that.”

“How do you see me?”

“I see you as the kindest person I’ve ever met. You’re always ready to help those in need no matter what. I see you as the most talented person ever and a future rock god. You’re able to play instruments and hear people’s inner music in a way that no one else can and it’s honestly so amazing. It won't be long before you're discovered and taking the world by storm."

Luka's breath hitched. "Mel-"

Marinette pushed on. "I see you as brave, smart, determined, logical, loving, caring, supportive, handsome, crazy sexy, and everything else I could wish for in a partner.” A tear slid down Luka’s cheek and Marinette smiled softly as she ran her fingers through his hair. “When I look at you, I see my future: the only future I could ever want.”

His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her against his chest, and he rested his forehead against hers. “Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

Luka pulled the ring from its cushioned box and held it between them. “Always?”

“Forever.” Marinette presented her left hand and didn’t fight her own tears as he slid it on her finger. 

A perfect fit. 

Just like the two of them. 

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Maribat: Himbo Edition

by Izanae Summary: What's a summary? I think its when you add things. Words: 2588, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 45 of Izzy's Maribat, Part 10 of Daminette Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug, DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Maribat - Fandom Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, Gen Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Félix Graham de Vanily, Kagami Tsurugi, Luka Couffaine, Max Kanté, Alya Césaire, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne, oc lawyers, OC minor characters, Stephanie Brown, Barbara Gordon, Duke Thomas, Cassandra Cain, Félix Fathom Relationships: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Damian Wayne, Miraculous Characters & Himbo, Batfamily & Himbo, Luka Couffaine/Dick Grayson Additional Tags: Himbo Dick Grayson, Himbo Bruce Wayne, Himbo BatFamily, Himbo Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Himbo Miraculous Characters, Crack, I lost 10 IQ points just writing this, Author Is Sleep Deprived, himbos, Just lots of Himbos, Oh and sexism, theyre not this stupid I swear your honour via https://ift.tt/nWeoT3P

[lololsies]

i don't know what to expect from wishmaker but i am so fucking scared :D

[crescent-woods]

basket

this prompt challenge #21

Marinette found a basket sitting by her front door when she woke up. No name, no return address, just a flowers with note - you’re really pretty. She tried not to be alarmed by it, but it was weird. Who leaves anonymous flowers to compliment someone?

The next morning, she found another basket. This time she got cheeses and the note read your eyes are stunning. She asked around, and none of her coworkers or friends had confessed to even knowing who might have left her the baskets.

That night, she decided to stay up and catch the basket-giver. She failed. She woke up when the doorbell rang and ran to catch them, but they were gone by the time she opened the door to warm croissants. You should smile more. That one was a little weird.

She set a camera up by her front door on the third night. The camera caught a flash of vibrant purple hair delivering a basket of macarons, without a note. She only knew one person with hair that bright and texted her the incriminating shot. 

Juleka replied, yeah. it was my stupid brother’s idea. he wanted to cheer you up. next time i’ll have him deliver the baskets himself so i don’t get in the way of your weird flirting game.

[verfound]

FIC: "Of Kwamis, Soulmates, and Idiots" ch2 (MLB; Lukanette)

Notes: I was struggling with this one, guys. If I had just sat on the initial prompt it probably all could have gone up in one go, but after that month I was a little (lot) burnt out and kept building this up as more than it had to be? I kept thinking there needed to be some kind of big Plot & Substance, but sometimes you just need a little bit of shits and giggles, right? Anyway. I think it’s as done as it’s gonna get, at least for now. 🖤

Marinette had hated to leave practice, but to be fair…it wasn’t actually her band practicing. She could barely play a handful of notes on the flute, and she highly doubted a group as rock-n-roll as Kitty Section would be interested in having something as dorky as a flute in their band. So when her maman had texted her asking if she could come home early — along with an apology, but they had an unexpected rush, her papa was busy with a big order for the next day, and they could really use the help — well…it just seemed obvious.

She hadn’t missed the way Luka’s eyes had followed her as she grabbed her bag and rushed off with a harried excuse, but that was just Luka being Luka. He was kind like that. Still, she was sure Tikki would give her plenty of grief over it later.

Tikki was also kind like that.

Her bag had been left unattended and almost forgotten in the back of the house once she had gotten home. She had tossed it by the door that led up to their family flat as soon as she had run in, only sparing enough thought to make sure it was safely out of the way before grabbing her apron and moving to help her papa fill macarons.

[jennrypan]

"Alya/All of Marinettes friends forces her to do things she doesnt want to do!""

Cuz if they didnt push her to do shit she'll never god damn fucking do it cuz shes honestly kind of a spaz, and she rather avoid things then deal with it and obviously doing that never works in her favor cuz it leaves her to stress over it and then her anxiety spikes and then it makes her even MORE erratic.

With Adrien, she desperately wants to confess and her friends keep trying to help her cuz they know if they dont she'll NEVER do it and then she'll be understandably depressed about it, and with Luka she was deadass just gonna ignore him for who knows how long until they[the class] managed to get her to damn talk to him.

Like damn. Not everything is against Marinette, sometimes you gotta do shit you dont wanna do so you can THROUGH it and stop worrying, she worries too much and that makes her spiral and then she messes up a lot and then when she messes up she gets even more stressed. Its an unending cycle.

I think Class salt is ridiculously stupid cuz its ALLL by people who think Marinette is either this perfect child whos always being wronged by the people around her or its people thinking way too damn hard, like bruh. Marinettes not angsting about it, she could clearly stop them if she was truly that messed up about it but they give her enough confidence to AT LEAST attempt. Thats why Alya does that shit cuz she knows her bff wont even attempt if theres room to mess up.

[shima-draws]

Warmup doodleeeeeee

[theanxiouscupcake]

mlb fandom on instagram grates on my nerves so bad with their shitty takes and idk how to block the bad bits.

(will there ever be an end to this rage!?)

takes i’ve seen so far:

kagami deserves adrien more than marinette does (i’m not saying marinette deserves him more or anything, but on what grounds can you say kagami deserves him more??)

marinette’s crush is obsessive. (hate to break it to you but so is chat/adrien’s on ladybug...)

marinette deserves the isolation, her crush on adrien was creepy anyway (what le fuck, nothing excuses bullying, why do some people think marinette’s feelings for adrien are reason enough for her to be getting bullied or isolated!?)

adrien is spineless (he isn’t spineless he is a misinformed kid with a really shitty and abusive parent who has lead him to believe and constantly reaffirmed that confrontation doesn’t lead to anything good through his own actions. AND HE’S ONLY 15 FOR FUCKS SAKE)

marinette isn’t being a good friend to kagami. (EXCUSE ME? if anything i’d argue in the reverse because while it’s not wrong to try and date someone your friend is crushing on ( i mean i wouldn’t do it ever, because that shit hurts), there are better ways. i really didn’t like that she talked to ladybug about it but not to marinette. she should’ve talked to marinette, not seeking permission, of course not. but just talked about it. especially after the whole thing on the bridge. marinette isn’t a bad friend just for being hurt that the guy she has a crush on is on a date with someone else.)

kagami is being petty. (no? she’s just a kid who doesn’t do friendships and yeah, i do think she wasn’t being a very good friend to marinette (and not because she’s trying to date adrien, ok? people can date whoever the fuck they want) maybe she shouldn’t be upset that adrien wasn’t ready to kiss her, but they’re all kids man. yeah she should’ve been more... sensitive??? to marinette’s feelings, but it wasn’t her being petty, she doesn’t do friendships, she didn’t know better, ok.)

chat is harassing ladybug. (no he isn’t. chat is emulating anime which was his only exposure. he’s just a dumbass. yes he’s thrown a tantrum about his feelings not being reciprocated, but ladybug keeps him in line, and she clearly enjoys their banter and takes him down a notch whenever he goes overboard.) in conclusion, here’s one for the essay no one asked for:

all characters are flawed, literally none of them are perfect. not even adrien. neither marinette. nor alya, nino, kagami. that’s one of the things that makes the show so fun. they’re all dumbasses.

its ok to dislike characters, but when you do, keep out of the content related to said characters and don’t shit on content creators who do like them. 

some of my opinions, i know are conflicted and it is what it is. (yes, i like kagami’s character. no i don’t like adrigami. i also don’t like the whole deal with kagami-marinette right now, because in my honest opinion, if the writers wanted to have chat and marinette move on from their crushes, it shouldn’t have been to someone else, i am just not a fan of the idea that you just gotta have a crush on someone if not x person. it would’ve been better if they kept their romantic feelings aside to be a better friend to each without someone else entering the picture, be it for luka or marinette. *tells self to shut up because that’s another essay*)

ship and let ship. stay on your own ships if you don’t like someone else’s, no need to pro-actively try to sink their ship. (like. i’m not a fan of adrigami (for soooo many reasons, maybe i’ll do another essay no one asked for at some point), but its fine if you are, just don’t come onto my adrinette or lukanette content to start saying shit.) 

they’re just kids. 

but for real, if someone can tell me how i can get rid of the annoying ones on insta from my explore page, i’d be glad. [ blocking doesn’t work, i’m tryna get rid of a specific type of content, ya know? ]

[adrienscroissantx]

Ive seen aus where marinette is jagged stones niece and ive seen aus where luka is jagged stones son and ive decided to combine them (sorry lukanette shippers) and now marinette and luka are cousins.

[wasebasket]

uwu look mom i colored them @spacekardemomme uwu

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Maribat: Himbo Edition

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/nWeoT3P by Izanae Summary: What's a summary? I think its when you add things. Words: 2588, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 45 of Izzy's Maribat, Part 10 of Daminette Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug, DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Maribat - Fandom Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, Gen Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Félix Graham de Vanily, Kagami Tsurugi, Luka Couffaine, Max Kanté, Alya Césaire, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne, oc lawyers, OC minor characters, Stephanie Brown, Barbara Gordon, Duke Thomas, Cassandra Cain, Félix Fathom Relationships: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Damian Wayne, Miraculous Characters & Himbo, Batfamily & Himbo, Luka Couffaine/Dick Grayson Additional Tags: Himbo Dick Grayson, Himbo Bruce Wayne, Himbo BatFamily, Himbo Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Himbo Miraculous Characters, Crack, I lost 10 IQ points just writing this, Author Is Sleep Deprived, himbos, Just lots of Himbos, Oh and sexism, theyre not this stupid I swear your honour read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/nWeoT3P

[927roses-and-stuff]

LIKEKE

if Marinette goes back to liking Adrien in the next ep and completely forgetting about Luka, I will be so disappointed.

Like

GIRLLLLL

He likes you, you like him, why not take a chance and see if it’ll work?

[miss-c]

So … I finally had time to see the chapter “silencer”  and this guy just comes out of nowhere and pulls one of the best confections that I’ve heard ???………….

 and makes me fall in love with him again ???? 

¡¡¡¡¿¿HOW DARE HIM???!!