#luka is as smooth as crunchy peanut butter

[thevastnessof]

creamy peanut butter vs crunchy oc version (+bonus author thoughts)

Aer likes crunchy peanut butter bc it matches their desire for a challenge and the textural interest it adds to a sandwich,

luka likes smooth for the maximum efficiency it offers

Vic is buying whatever cheapest

Morgan is too good for peanut butter

Alexandria doesn't notice what kind she's eating and just powers through it without stopping

[goldenlaurelleaveswrites]

Congrats on 100 followers! 🥳 Can I request prompt 6. “What are you staring at?”?

Thank you!! 🥰🥰 I hope you don't mind, but Juleka kind of butted her way into this one and refused to leave 😂

From this prompt list

AO3

He had been less than thrilled when Rose had dragged him to this party. One might have even said he pouted the entire way there. If that was a thing adults did. Which, as an adult, he definitely did not. 

Just like he definitely wasn’t awkwardly hovering by the table laden with hors-d'œuvres, avoiding small talk with industry people, or worse, Bob Roth, like the plague. It was all well and good for Ivan- he had Mylène to keep him company. And Juleka just had to stand beside Rose, nodding and murmuring at the appropriate times as Rose dazzled the room. While he…

He had been resigned to dodging small talk as politely as he could and hiding by the edges of the ballroom the party was being held in until an acceptable amount of time had passed and he could leave. But then he had seen a flash of pink, and the crowd had parted... 

And the party suddenly hadn’t seemed too bad. 

Pain flared through his foot. He flinched, screwing his eyes shut as he hissed in pain. When he opened them again, he panicked for a split second thinking he had lost sight of the woman in pink. But then he saw her a little ways off, talking with Penny Rolling, and he relaxed. 

And then tore his gaze away to turn and look beside him. “What was that for?” 

“For ignoring me,” Juleka said flatly. 

“I wasn’t-“

“So, what are you staring at?” 

“I- I wasn’t- I’m not staring,” he spluttered. But even as he said it, his eyes were drawn back to the woman in pink. She was laughing at something Penny had said, and it sounded like music. 

Juleka inhaled sharply, and he rounded on her. But before he could even open his mouth, she was glaring at him. “No.” 

“You know her?’ 

“Yes. She’s the designer who made this dress,” she gestured down to the column of black lace she was wearing. 

“So you could-“

“No.”

“C’mon, Jules,” he wheedled, “Please?”

“No.” He blinked at her with his best puppy eyes, silently pleading with her. “No. No. No, no, no, no!” his sister hissed, her eyes darting around as if checking to make sure no one had heard her.

“Why not?” 

She reached up to massage her temples, sighing as she did so. “Because,” she glanced at him with a look of pure exasperation, “Marinette is cool,” so her name was Marinette, “and I like her, and I want to be friends with her.”

“So? I don’t see the problem-”

“Because you’re a dork.” 

“I am not-“

“Yes, you are.” He opened his mouth to protest, but she barrelled on. “You’re hiding by the refreshment table, staring like a lovesick sap.” 

He wasn’t… a lovesick sap. 

“Yes, you are.” Had he said that out loud? “So I’m not going to introduce you to her only to have you scare her off and ruin my shot at being her friend.” 

“Who says I would ruin anything?” he asked, crossing his arms to glare at her. 

But she matched his glare measure for measure. “One. You have literally zero chill. Two. I’ve never seen you look at anyone like a lovesick idiot before-“

“Has Rose met her?“

“What? Yes. Yes, she has,” Juleka said, shaking her head in confusion. “But what does that have to do with- no.” 

He shrugged, flashing her a victorious smirk. “Well, if you won’t introduce me, I guess I’ll have to ask Rose to…” he let his words trail off in a threat. If Juleka thought he had no chill… well, Rose was the antithesis of chill. And, she fancied herself a matchmaker. A modern-day Cupid. 

Who had no qualms with over-the-top—if often rather obvious—schemes.

He watched as Juleka’s eyes darted over to their lead singer, who was currently dazzling a group of producers, then over to the woman in pink, who had drifted away from Penny and was seemingly wandering the crowd aimlessly while sipping from a flute of champagne. 

Juleka groaned. “Fine,” she mumbled, grabbing his arm a little more roughly than was necessary. “Come on.” She dragged him towards the woman, grumbling under her breath. As they drew near, Juleka slowed. “Remember,” she hissed, “don’t-“

“Embarrass you. I know.” 

“And don’t do anything stupid.”

“I won’t,” He couldn’t help but chuckle under his breath as he rolled his eyes.

But then Juleka yanked him forward with a cheery—well, as cheery as she could get—greeting of, “Marinette.”

Marinette turned at the sound of her name, and his breath caught in his throat. He had thought she was beautiful before… 

“This is my brother, Luka.” He was staring into the bluest eyes he had ever seen. And how did she get them to sparkle like that? Her eyes were enchanting, blinking up at him from under thick, dark lashes. And her smile… the gentle curve of her lips that reminded him vaguely of a rosebud was spellbinding. Her raven hair gleamed in the lights, the little pearls scattered throughout her up-do reminding him of stars in a night sky. Just like how her smattering of freckles reminded him of-

A sharp elbow dug into his rib cage, courtesy of his sister. He blinked stupidly. 

Oh great. He had said he wouldn’t embarrass Juleka. That he wouldn’t do anything stupid. And here he was, just staring stupidly at Marinette. 

“You’re gorgeous!” 

Marinette’s cheeks flushed the same pink as her dress, and he heard Juleka groan. 

Maybe… maybe that had been a stupid thing to open with… 

But then Marinette peeked up at him, a shy smile playing at her lips, and he found he wasn’t sorry. 

Not even a little bit. 

[karamell-sweetz]

am i the only person ever who actually likes the sekai vocaloid tuning?

i mean sure its a little hit or miss sometimes (meiko hibana...) but for example i really like the tuning for miku on hare wo matsu (awaiting clear skies) and i like luka on kanade tomosu sora

i can't tell you what exactly i like about them tho. i think it's the fact that they're all a bit crunchy but also have the ability to be nice and smooth. like crunchy peanut butter. you get me?

[thaddeustucker]

{ lukas alexander von horbatshewsky / trans male / he, him } – ☼ { THADDEUS TUCKER } is finally here! They’ve lived in Athens for { FOUR YEARS } and are originally from { ATHENS, GEORGIA }. They are a { TWENTY-TWO } year old { STUDENT / CASHIER } and live in { DOWNTOWN ATHENS }. Those who know them personally know them to be { + CARING } and { + INTELLIGENT } as well as { - ANXIOUS } and { - SELF-CONSCIOUS }. But we’ll let you be the judge of that! – ☾

Basic Information

Full Name: Thaddeus Deacon Tucker

Nicknames: Teddy

Birth Date / Age: October 19th, 1997, Twenty-two

Gender: Trans Male

Orientation: Gay

Hometown: Longtown, Cumbria, England

Occupation(s): Cashier and Student

Pet(s): None

List of some likes: Reading, cosplay, cooking

List of some dislikes:

Tattoos / Distinguishing Marks: No tattoos, septum piercing

Brief Description of Familial Relationships: His relationship with his adoptive parents, along with most the extended family he was ever close to, is very bad. He’s never known his biological parents and he does have one uncle on his father’s side who he has a slightly emotionally distant relationship with but who he trusts as much as he’ll trust any of his family.

Additional Headcanon(s)?:

Additional Information

Hogwarts / Ilvermorny Houses?: Hufflepuff

MBTI / Known Labels?: INFJ, Enneagram type 2

Special Talents / Gifts?:

Cautious or Daring?: Cautious

Coffee or Tea? How do they take it?: Tea, with milk and honey

Musical Taste?: [x]

Obsessions?: Hamlet, TikTok

Crunchy or Smooth Peanut Butter?: Smooth

Pen or Pencil?: Pen

Favorite Books / Movies: Percy Jackson Universe, Les Misérables, Hamlet

Favorite Color(s):

Favorite Food(s)?:

Favorite School Subject?: English

Favorite Quote or Life Motto?:

What does their bedroom and/or workspace look like?: [x] When he’s working he prefers to go to libraries since his room is a bit cramped

Describe their morning routine if they one:

Life goals? Long or Short Term: Get a PhD, find his birth parents

Night Owl or Early Bird?: Early Bird

Guilty Pleasure?:

Smoker? Drinker? Drug user?: Drinks socially and smokes weed

Fashion Style?:

Hobbies?:

Favorite Season(s)?: Fall

Bio

warning for mentions of transphobia and child abuse

Thaddeus, or Teddy, he has no preference for either name so both are options, doesn’t know anything about his life before he was four months old and was found in a baby box at a church in Athens, Georgia.

He was given a birthday after being seen by a doctor, four months before the day he was found, and a new birth certificate since they had no way of finding his original one.

He’s been trying to find his birth parents since coming to school in the US but so far that’s still all he actually knows, his efforts showing little for all the work he’s done.

Initially the pastor of the church he was left at cared for him, though he knew that he couldn’t raise a child long term he wanted to make sure that Thaddeus had a loving home for now, until he could find a family to adopt him.

That family ended up being a cousin of the pastor and his wife who lived on a sheep farm in Cumbria, England, near the Scottish border.

Things went well for Thaddeus until his toddler years, when he got to an age where he could start to actually understand gender, and have a sense of his own.

He doesn’t really know how it managed to all feel so simple early on, it certainly wasn’t how his parents raised him, but early on all he was really missing were the words to properly explain what was going on and support.

He was quite vocal about correcting people early on but that was quickly stamped down by his parents and preschool teachers, and he learned that his parents love was entirely conditional and how to get.it.

He doesn’t really see it as love anymore and while he still desperately wants that parental type love he knows his parents will never actually love him, not if they actually knew him, and you can’t love a person you don’t know.

Survived is really the proper word for what he did during his childhood, he spent most his energy just trying to get from one day to the next.

He got fine grades, though school was always a struggle when he wasn’t feeling good, and he basically never felt good.

His parents noticed him struggling and did try to help, but at that point he wasn’t going to open up to anyone, so there was never really all too much they could actually do.

He graduated high school on time, barely, but he did manage it, and the main thing that he wanted now that he was about to go off to college was to get far away from his parents and find his biological parents in the hopes that they’ll be more accepting and supportive.

He spent the four years of his undergrad out while in school and closeted when he went back home to visit his parents during breaks.

His parents want him to come home and help take care of the farm now that he’s done with his undergrad so that he can inherit it when they get to old, but he’s finally starting to say no to them, planning to start grad school in the fall

With his visa he’s allowed to work 20 hours a week while school is in session so right now he works full time as a cashier at a local independent book store, working part time during the school year, along with running a small YouTube channel about books that he only just managed to monetize over summer break, most of the money that he earns going into a savings account to pay for transition and school expenses.

Does really miss being around sheep all day and that’s about it for what he misses about home.

Has basically no romantic history, he’s far too nervous about dating and he doesn’t have much confidence so he’s never been able to be the one to make the first move and no one’s ever flirted with him in a way he could recognize or asked him out.

Also super gay.

He’s currently renting a house with four friends from school near campus.

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