#lukas she will live its fine

[love-on-the-high-seas]

Reanna: I'm cold

Lukas: What?! *takes off jacket* I fucking told you to bring more fucking layers but of course you didn’t listen and now *piles scarves on Akh* I fucking have to make sure you don’t fucking FREEZE TO DEATH, but you’re allergic to sweaters, so what the fuck did I expect, and *takes somebody else’s hat* how fucking long have you been cold? You should’ve said something sooner.

[l1f3l]

Romanian vocaloids at a bbq be upon ye 🇷🇴🇷🇴🇷🇴

They're listening to kana jambe and Kaito's probably burning the mici. Most of em are too drunk to notice tbh

[dixons-sunshine]

hi I just wanted to start with I really love your writing its just so good. I do have a request and if your not interested its okay it is angst but with a possible happy ending.

so its a daryl x reader where before the apocalypse r and daryl were together and they ended things right before everything went to shit and then when the group gets to Alexandria r is there and she has kid/s (maybe twins?? boy and girl??) so turns out r found out she was pregnant right when everything started happening so daryl didn't know and idk he like puts two and two together yk? and if you're okay with it can she be hispanic/ latin (maybe that can be one of the reasons they broke up bc yk merl is an ass to POC)

anyways sorry if that was a lot or didn't make sense

anyways have a good day/night much love <3

Two Plus Two Makes Four | Daryl Dixon x Hispanic!Fem!Reader

Summary: A week before the apocalypse, Daryl was forced to break up with you by Merle, leaving you heartbroken, but not alone—soon after he left, you found out you were pregnant. Now, two years later, you come face to face again with the man that broke your heart, and he finds out something shocking.

Genre: Angst, some fluff towards the end.

Era: Alexandria, pre Saviour arc.

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of pregnancy and childbirth.

Word count: 1.3k

A/n: Sorry this took so long to finish. I hope this is good enough to make up for the wait! Please note that I used Google translate for this, so the translations may be incorrect or awkward! Feel free to correct me if you spot any mistakes! (Translations will be at the bottom.)

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“Kids?! Ya were pregnant and ya didn't fuckin' tell me?!” Daryl bellowed angrily, grabbing your arm to halt you from walking away from him.

You ripped your hand from his grip. “¡No me toques!” You spun around, furiously pointing a finger in your ex boyfriend's direction. “Don't you even dare put this on me, Dixon! You left. You walked out because you cared more about your brother's opinion than you did me! I'm sorry I wasn't gonna baby trap a man who didn't wanna be with me!”

“I deserved to know! I missed two years of their lives 'cause ya didn't tell me! I could of been there fer 'em, for ya, but ya chose to keep it from me!” Daryl exclaimed angrily, following you as you walked into your kitchen. “How could ya keep tha' from me?!”

“You chose to run to your brother the first chance you got! Four years down the drain in an instant for that racist asshole. I didn't owe you anything after that, maldito idiota!”

Daryl stopped in his tracks, instantly regretting starting up this particular argument. You spoke nothing but the truth. You didn't owe him anything. After all, it was him who walked out on you. He chose to let Merle's judgement get to him and influence his relationship. Hell, if it weren't for Merle, he would have proposed to you. He already had a ring picked out and everything back then, but he let Merle ruin everything. It was his own stupidity that cost him two years of his children's lives.

“Mama?”

At the sound of a small, timid voice coming from behind you, both you and Daryl turned and came face to face with your kids, your two year old twins. Your son, Luka, was nervously looking up at you and Daryl while your daughter, Camilla, was standing behind him, holding his hand.

Daryl was struck by the similarities both children shared with him. They both had his eyes, and his hair colour. They were spitting images of him. There was no doubt in his mind that these two children were his. He wasn't blind. He could see they were.

“Everything's fine, amores. I'm just having a conversation with Mr Dixon.”

Camilla stepped forward, her eyes lighting up with wonder. She looked up at Daryl, a smile spreading across her chubby cheeks. “Dixon?” she asked, pointing up at him. “Papa?”

Daryl was surprised. He looked up at you in confusion, silently asking for an explanation. You sent him a strained smile, forcing a relaxed look in front of your children.

“I always talk about you. They deserve to know who their father is. Well, who he was before he left me,” you explained, looking back down at Camilla and Luka.

“Papa?” Luka asked as he stepped forward, his blue eyes that reflected Daryl's sparkling with wonder. “Our papa?”

Daryl looked at you for permission, not wanting to overstep any boundaries. You nodded, silently giving him permission. He was their dad, after all, and he had just as much right to have a relationship with them as you, even if he did leave you. However, that was between him and you, and your children didn't deserve to be denied a relationship with their dad because of it.

The archer bent down, looking between Luka and Camilla as they stared at him in wonder. “Yeah, m'yer papa. M'sorry I wasn't here before, but m'here now. I ain't goin' nowhere.”

Daryl wasn't sure how much of his speech they understood, if they understood anything at all, but it didn't matter. The speech was mainly meant for you. It was to let you know that he wanted to be a part of their lives, and there was just about nothing that could stop him from that.

Camilla and Luka, as if having some sort of twin power, both simultaneously rushed forward and into his arms. Daryl wasted no time in hugging them back, somehow managing to pick them both up and rest them comfortably in his arms. It was relatively late, nearly eight at night and well past their bed times, so they rested their heads on his shoulders, making Daryl's heart swell with fondness. They didn't even know him, only having heard of him through the stories you told them, but they already trusted him. And even though he just found out he had kids, he would kill for them.

“We need to talk, sunshine. This ain't somethin' we can just sweep under the rug,” he told you, allowing you to take Luka from his arms to lighten the load. He adjusted his hold on Camilla, letting out a fond chuckle when he heard her yawn and nuzzle her face deeper into his shoulder.

You let out a sigh and nodded. “I know. But let's get these dormilones to bed first.”

Approximately half an hour later, the twins were tucked into bed and asleep. You and Daryl were back in the kitchen, both having a glass of wine in your hands—liquid courage for the conversation you were about to have.

“M'sorry fer leavin' ya,” Daryl broke the silence first, nervously sloshing the liquid around in his glass. “I dun' even know why I did. Merle's opinions should've never influenced our relationship. I loved ya. I still do. I regret leavin' ya more than anythin' else in my life.”

You inhaled deeply, willing the tears away. For two years you had wanted an explanation, and now you were finally getting one. However, hearing him admit that he still loved you, that you weren't stupid for still loving the man who broke your heart, was both relieving and hurtful.

“You hurt me, Daryl,” you whispered, feeling a lump form in your throat. “I get that Merle was your brother, but you should've never let him influence you like that. I had to go through everything alone. Do you know how hard it was being pregnant and fighting for my life against the dead out there? Do you know how terrified I was? I was lucky enough to find Alexandria a couple of days before I gave birth. If I didn't, I would've given birth out there with the walkers. I probably would've died. Camilla and Luka too.”

Daryl felt the guilt gnawing at his insides. He really hated himself at that moment. “M'sorry, sweetheart. I really fuckin' am. I promise I won't leave again. I dun' expect you to give me a second chance. God knows I dun' deserve it, but I promise I'll be here fer ya and the lil ones. I ain't ever gon' let ya down again, I promise.”

You gave him a small smile, reaching over to take his hand in yours. You rubbed your thumb over his knuckles, something you always did whenever the two of you had a serious talk. “Give me some time, Daryl. I still love you, but I need some time to adjust to the idea of 'us' again. It's been just me and the twins for two years. As far as I knew before today, I thought I wouldn't see you ever again. Just focus on the kids for now, okay? They deserve to know their daddy.”

Daryl's lips twitched up into a smile, and he nodded. “I'll wait as long as ya need me to. I ain't ever gon' let anyone influence us ever again, I can assure ya of tha'. And I ain't ever gon' leave ya to raise 'em alone, never.”

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¡No me toques!: Don't touch me!

Translations (May be incorrect! Please feel free to correct me if they are!):

maldito idiota!: fucking idiot!

amores: loves.

dormilones: sleepyheads.

[newts-frogs-toads]

Things I hate about my fandoms

(I will probably make posts about each of them later going more in depth)

⚠️These DO NOT apply to ALL members of these fandoms⚠️

Cartoons:

Miraculous: mischaracterisation of Kagami as a bad person who just want to ruin the love square. But at the same time they love luka because he's just a sweet little baby boy 🥺👉👈

The owl house: Hunter and Ed interacted once and people started shipping them while they complain about Hunter and Willow for having a 1 year age gap. Also people acting like everyone is siblings

Amphibia: they care about the main trio too much to care about any other character at all

Gravity falls: where do i even start

Steven universe: The Su!c!de incident (dont worry she survived)

The ghost and molly mcgee: they hate Ollie for no reason even after his redemption arc for getting in the way of Molly x Libby or Andrea. They say he and molly look like siblings but their eye colors, skin colors and hair colors are different. (Tbh they cant take it when both characters in a pairing are Asian).

Dwampyverse: Too many NSFW art of children

Ducktales: I like them. Nothing bad about them other than they just ignore canon sometimes but hey, so do I.

Hilda: same as the Dwampyverse

Tangled: pretty chill but please dont ship Varian who's 16 with Cass who's 25.

Infinity train: Saying Lake, Ryan and Min aren't queer coded. Like are you blind? Its fine if you don't ship Rymin or use She/her for Lake but remember cartoon network Stopped the creator from putting those in.

Lego monkie kid: pretty ok fandom. Nothing bad to say about them.

She ra: im pretty late to this fandom so I haven't seen anything bad but as a DT megafan the fandom doesn't give them enough attention to them lol

Dead end: too small

Kipo: WAY too small

Live action movies:

Heathers: (see Musicals)

Dead poets society: ITS DYING WE NEED MORE FANWORKS

Games:

Undertale: the needle cookie incident (they're ok now don't worry. Dont take food from strangers kids)

Stardew Valley: Toxic arguing over the Bachelors and Bachelorettes. Acting like Haley and Alex are some irredeemable monsters. like, have you tried befriending them?

Musicals:

Heathers: Acting like Heather McNamara is some sweet little angel. Like no. She is sad and deserves better but that doesn't mean shes nice. (In other words: she is damaged, far to damaged, but that does not make her wise)

Hamilton: the HIV incident (just search Hamilton HIV to know the context). Also harassing anyone who isn't the OG cast.

Ride the cyclone: Acting like the characters are so pure and innocent. Like, im against NSFW of the kids too, but the whole point of Ricky is that hes not so sweet and innocent as a disabled person. Or the whole point of Noel is that he wants to be "fucked up". The tiktok fandom is also super biased to the original cast (meanwhile tumblr loves it)

Six: Saying Jane isn't a powerful woman because she wants to get married and have kids

[celestiall0tus]

Long Road - Chapter 12 - Coming Soon

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            Marinette rushed down into Liberty’s hold to meet Luka for their date. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Alix with Juleka and Rose. They all turned and waved her over.

            “Hey, girls, what’s up?” Marinette asked.

            “You’re just in time! Alix was about to share some amazing news!” Rose cheered.

            “Oh? What’s that?” Marinette asked.

            “Get this. There’s this new exhibit coming to the museum and my dad’s letting me get a look at it early before it goes live tomorrow. Mylene and some of the guys are already going to meet me there. What about you girls?” Alix asked.

            “What’s so special about this exhibit?” Juleka muttered.

            “Oh, right. Let me just get… here!”

            Alix held up a picture of a bizarre white box lined with silver and peculiar black markings on its surface.

            “Woah. Creepy,” Juleka cooed.

            “It is a little, yes,” Rose agreed.

            “That’s… strange. Uh, when will you be seeing it today?” Marinette asked.

            “Soon. Actually, right after this. I figured I’d stop in before I went back to the Louvre. Care to join?”

            “Count me in,” Juleka said.

            “Me too!” Rose cheered.

            “Uh, one moment. Juleka, is Luka-?” Marinette started.

            “Yeah. He should be done by now. Go ahead,” Juleka said.

            Marinette nodded and trotted over to Luka and Juleka’s room. She turned the corner and jumped back. Luka sat on his bed in meditation like the first time she saw him, but with a man sitting beside him with his eyes closed. She paled at the sharp, serpentine features of the man, pale skin like he was ill, black rocker clothes, and unnaturally long hair.

            “S-sass?” Marinette whispered.

            Sass’s eyes shot open with his snake green eyes and pupils narrowed into slits. Luka’s eyes opened as Marinette flinched and stepped back. Luka shot to his feet and approached Marinette.

            “Are you ok? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Luka commented.

            “Y-yeah, I’m fine. Just… surprised by Sass,” Marinette reassured.

            Sass grumbled and hissed. He slinked off the bed and headed to the living room when Kaalki blocked his path.

            “Hey, lovebirds! We’re getting ready to head out. Let’s go!”

            “Oh, right. Hey, Luka, would you be ok with a small detour before our date? Alix’s dad is letting her see a new exhibit early and she’s invited us along with some other friends,” Marinette explained.

            “Yeah, that sounds like fun,” Luka said.

            “Alright! You’re coming too, scales,” Kaalki demanded.

            “No, I don’t think I will,” Sass hissed.

            “Oh, but you are. You know who is coming too and she’ll be very sad if you don’t show up. I wonder what she’ll do.”

            Sass sighed and growled. “Fine. Let’s get this over with.”

            “Oi, Mari, where’s little Velze?” Kaalki asked.

            “Huh? Oh, Gimmi? She’s at home. She, uh, didn’t want to listen to our, uh, sickening lovey words?” Marinette attempted.

            Kaalki looked Marinette over, then at the mini purse at Marinette’s side. She rushed at Marinette and snatched it before Marinette could react. She reached into it and pulled Gimmi from it. She beamed and tossed Marinette the purse back.

            “There you are, mini Velze! Come, join us. Stretch your legs with the rest of us.”

            Gimmi shot Kaalki a menacing look. She didn’t respond but phased through Kaalki’s grip and shifted into her human form. Marinette reached out for Gimmi as Gimmi navigated Liberty while avoiding the windows. Kaalki whooped and ran out after Gimmi. Marinette grimaced as she looked on, worried.

            “Everything alright?” Luka asked.

            “Not exactly. Gimmi has been avoiding all reflective surfaces. She won’t even look me in the eyes long either. When I ask, she doesn’t tell me why, but it’s clear something is wrong. I just don’t know what to do to help her,” Marinette explained.

            “I think the best you can do is let her approach you when she’s ready. There may be something wrong, but if she hasn’t shared, she isn’t ready. Give her time and she will be.”

            Marinette looked at the ground, then at Luka with a smile. “I’ll try. I’m just worried.”

            Luka returned the smile and took Marinette’s hand. “It’s ok to be worried. You care for her, just like you did with Tikki.”

            “I mean, I still do, but yeah, I do care for Gimmi. We clash and she’s never shy about reminding me about the reality of things, but I appreciate her for it.”

            “Oi, let’s go!” Kaalki yelled.

            Luka and Marinette jumped at Kaalki’s voice, then laughed. They joined the others on the deck before they headed to the Louvre. Marinette chatted with Luka along the way, but her eyes never left Gimmi as Gimmi avoided all reflective surfaces. When they approached the Louvre, Gimmi fell back behind Luka and Marinette.

            “Hey, are you ok?” Marinette asked.

            “Peachy. Just avoiding that,” Gimmi hissed.

            Marinette turned back and saw Mylene with Longg along with Marc with Tikki, Nathaniel with Vana, and Kim with Xuppu.

            “Finally, Alix! We’ve been waiting forever! You know this report is due tomorrow, right?” Kim yelled.

            “You should have done it sooner, idiot,” Alix spat.

            “It’s not my fault. I was supposed to do it with Ondine’s help, but everything just keeps coming up and she did it on her own. So, I’m all on my own.”

            “Not my problem, meathead. Anyway, everyone read-,” Alix started.

            “Sass!” Longg yelled.

            Sass stopped and sighed. Longg charged at him and scooped him up. She laughed and flung him around like a doll before she hugged him and bit his arm. Everyone flinched, but he didn’t react. She grinned and put him on her back like a backpack. She joined the others as everyone headed in. Luka and Marinette took up the rear with Gimmi.

            “That was… quite the scene. Have you ever seen that?” Marinette asked.

            “No. Mylene doesn’t come around very often. Even when she does, she’s just meeting with Juleka and Rose, so I never see Sass and Longg interact. Still, even though he’s unbothered, I hope he’s ok,” Luka said.

            “Sass is fine. I know he enjoys Longg’s bizarre affections, even if he never lets on about them,” Gimmi butted in.

            “Are you saying Sass enjoys being bitten?” Luka asked.

            “Yes,” Gimmi answered.

            Marinette hummed as a thought crossed her mind and she smirked. “You know, Luka, I’ve come to understand that we begin to mirror our kwamis in many aspects the longer that we’re with them. Does this mean you also like to be bitten?”

            Luka’s face flushed. “Ah, well, uh, y-you see, uh, I… I wouldn’t know, you know? I mean! You were the only girl I had dated before our breakup… and there was no one else. Even when we were together, we never… you know, so I… I don’t know.”

            Gimmi peered up at Luka. “You’re telling me a however old teenage boy you are has never thought with his other head? Never not once?”

            Luka’s blush deepened while Marinette blushed. “Gimmi!”

            “What? You aren’t seriously that surprised, are you? You both are transitioning into adults. Him sooner than you. You are going to have to address the topic of physical intimacy sooner or later. Sooner rather than later. And not by these little teasing jokes you seem to think are amusing,” Gimmi snapped.

            “She’s right, you know,” Sass yelled back.

            “Alright, enough. Can we talk about literally anything else?” Marinette asked.

            “Yes, please. I don’t want to think about my brother’s sex life,” Juleka said with a shutter.

            Luka pursed his lips as his face turned bright red.

            “Yeah, no one wants to talk about their likely boring, vanilla ass love like Nathan and Marc. I’d rather talk about Kim’s failing relationship,” Alix pointed out.

            “Failing? Oh no! What happened with you and Ondine?” Rose asked.

            “Nothing. She’s just been busy with Terra,” Kim said.

            “I don’t know. Sounds like she doesn’t want to see you,” Alix commented.

            “What? No. Who wouldn’t want to see me when she gets all of this?” Kim asked as he flexed.

            “Is that supposed to be impressive?” Longg asked.

            “Well, I mean, yes! Ondine thought it was impressive.”

            “I’m sorry on her behalf.”

            Kim’s jaw dropped. He was about to respond when Alim Kubdel approached them with the director.

            “Welcome, everyone. We’ve been waiting for you guys,” Alim said.

            Kim raised his hand. “Mr. Alix’s Dad, is this exhibit related to anything historical and can I use it for my report?”

            “Of course. Come along.”

            Everyone followed Alim and the director to a back room. They approached a table with the box on it. Everyone stared at it while the kwamis stood back.

            “Hey, any of you feel something… off?” Fluff asked.

            Mullo nodded.

            “Kaalki, you brought us here for a reason,” Sass said.

            “Did you, Kaalki?” Tikki asked.

            Kaalki smiled and pulled Gimmi close to her. “Mini Velze, look upon the box. What do you see? What do you feel?”

            Gimmi sneered and opened her mouth, but paused when her eyes landed on the box. Her eyes widened as familiar presences washed over her. Their presences were accompanied by a vile repulsion and betrayal she had never felt, but had at the same time. She knotted her brows as her pupils constricted.

            “Oh no.”

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[wisteriasymphony]

him being exactly like his father just one night stands and ghosting, does anarka have a stroke anytime she sees him? 😭😭😭 tweos au gives me class of 09 vibes in the best way imaginable in a way i cant explain into words also *bats eyelashes* u were saying something about botched adrienette and toxic yaoi lukadrien 😍😍😍🙌 (i read the entirety of tweos in one night if u were wondering its so....dramatic i love it the revamps r so good th*mas ass truck could never)

THATS THE IDEA RAAHHHHHHHH in tweos Jack Zimmerman i mean Jagged Stone basically turned his band into a harem i hope you know that. and Luka probably would too but his band is like, kind of mediocre. womp womp (also Anarka disowned Luka and Juleka just lives with him out of choice. so luckily Anarka doesn't seem him too often)(sidenote i have more semi-canon luka content heresies)

Botched Adrinette post is here, botched Ladynoir can also be a post of its own, but i want to have fun so let's talk about how I would go about Lukadrien:

- The year is 2008. If you want to call someone gay, you compare them to Adrien Agreste. Is he actually? Who knows, but he looks like it and he hates it. He thought being mistaken for his mother was bad, but this is arguably worse.

- Luka Couffaine is the frontman of Vampire Revival, and painfully aware of the crush his girlfriend has on Adrien, her classmate. He finds the concept of "getting with him first" just to spite her absolutely hilarious.

They hook up in the aftermath of one of Luka's parties, and undergo an under-the-table strangers-with-benefits relationship. The internalized homophobic animosity is so thick you could cut it with a knife.

"What power do you even have over me?" Luka sneered, following Adrien around; Adrien curled up further into his black coat like a shell, forcing his hands into his pockets. "You're not stronger than me, you're not more charismatic, you don't have anyth—"

"I own you!"

Adrien had spun around, twisting the collar of Luka's shirt in his hands.

"Are you forgetting that someone got cut off of Daddy's money for doing nothing with his life?!" Adrien screamed back. "The only thing keeping your head above water right now is me, not your jackass 'band', and if I want you to not speak a word to me in public you will do that!"

Luka couldn't help but notice that he was still overshadowing Adrien quite literally. Both in height and in muscle.

"Fine, I will," he replied with a smirk. "But if you're going to use your leverage against me—" Luka gripped a fistful of Adrien's hair and forced him to look straight into his eyes. "—I get to use mine."

....Did I mention Adrien paying people he's in sexual relationships with isn't a Claudia-exclusive thing?

Okay, back to the ask—YIPPEE YIPPEE!!! Welcome to Claudrien Nation :))) I'm glad you consider it close to Class of '09, it does feel at parts like a similarly "edgy" take on MLB like how Class of '09 is a take on visual novels. Hopefully there's at least a bit more weight to the horrors though, obvi. A little more melodrama.

[verfound]

MINIFIC: Oct. 23: Day 10: Full Moon (MLB, Lukanette, DLM AU)

Continuing from Ch8-9. Let's see if I can stay caught up. 😂

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

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To Feel Alive Again: Ch10: Full Moon

“That won’t work, you know.”

Marinette jumped at the voice, and that was probably the proof of his words right there.  She tried to scowl at Luka, but she found her face didn’t want to cooperate.  She turned away instead, tipping her head back against the chair she had brought up to the roof a few hours ago and glaring at the moon.

It had no right to be so pretty, she thought as she took another long drink from the bottle in her hand.  The world wasn’t pretty.  It didn’t deserve pretty things like that full moon above her when it had such ugliness inside.

“At least share,” Luka sighed as he dropped to the roof beside her, plucking the bottle from her fingers and taking a swig.

“No one invited you,” she bit, snatching the bottle back.  Luka coughed as some of the alcohol went down the wrong pipe, and she smirked as she tipped the bottle back.  The lip was wet from…well, his lips.  Gross.  “I only share with people I invite.  This was a solo party.”

“Didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s bad form to drink alone?” he asked, taking the bottle back.  She glared at him, and he lifted an unimpressed eyebrow in turn.

…she probably looked like a grumpy kitten to him.  He was condescending like that.  The asshole.

“Stop checking up on me,” she said, turning away with a huff and slumping back in her chair.  She pulled the blanket she’d brought up tighter around her shoulders.  It was an indulgence she had gotten with her first post-death paycheck: a thick, pink, Sherpa-lined throw that was sinfully soft and kept her entirely too warm.

She loved it.

“I’m not…” he started.  She shot him a Look, and he sighed as he leaned back on his hands and looked up at the moon.  She tried to ignore the way it lit up his eyes, making them shimmer in its soft glow.  “Ok.  Fine.  I’m checking up on you.  But I’m checking up on you because I wanted to, not because Mendeleiev is making me.”

…huh.  That was new.

“…why?” she asked, glancing over at him.

“Because she’s a bitch and dealt you a shitty hand,” he said.  His fingers tapped at the roof, and when he glanced over at her he offered her a small smile.  “…and I missed you.  And when Fred told me what happened, I started to worry.”

“Softie,” she chided, and he sighed as he looked back up at the moon.

“I’m afraid you might be right,” he said.  He was still smiling.  “Tell the others and I’ll kill you.”

“Isn’t that going to be a little hard?” she asked, nudging his knee with her foot.  “We’re already dead, Luka.”

“I’m pretty determined,” he said casually.  “I’ll find a way.  Even if it’s locking you in my closet until I finally get my own lights.”

“Asshole,” she giggled.  A comfortable silence settled between them, where they just watched the moon and pretended they could see the stars beyond the city lights.  It was nice, she couldn’t help but think.  She was finding Luka was nice.  Or, at the least, he wasn’t as prickly as she had initially thought.

She was starting to drift off, the exhaustion of the past few days meeting the quiet comfort Luka’s presence offered to lull her towards the sleep she desperately needed.  She might have missed his question, if he hadn’t nudged his knee back against her foot.  Her lips twitched with a smile as she looked at the roof before her, where their limbs were barely touching.  Where they were stretched out like the old friends they might have been another lifetime ago, had she been born a few years sooner or he had been born a few years later and they had both lived past the brief spark of twenty-something.

“He would have liked you,” Juleka had said.

She was starting to think she would have liked him, too.  Back before he was dead.

“Are you ok?” he asked, his voice soft in the quiet night.

She blinked tired eyes at the moon and thought of Abby Rousseau, the little girl who had been senselessly snuffed out even sooner than they had been.  She thought of the undead man beside her and the quiet comfort his presence brought.  Of Fred, downstairs, worrying over her like the papa he was because he couldn’t worry over his own little girl anymore and she no longer had a papa to worry about her, either.  Of Théo and even fucking Mendeleiev, their merry little band of reapers slipping through life on the periphery.  They didn’t have much anymore, but at least they still had each other.

She supposed that had to count for something.

It had to be enough.

“…no,” she answered.  Her hand slipped out of the blanket and reached for his, and she smiled when he threaded his fingers through hers and squeezed.  “But I think I will be.  Thanks, Luka.”

“Any time, Marinette.”

[lal-ffxiv]

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okay last thing before going to sleep otherwise I won't sleep or I'll forget. Cuz I meantioned Asdis' curse and blessing and I'm sure there like an actually writing term for the cross of a tragic flaw and the monkey's paw. Or just concept that every blessing is a curse and every curse is blessing as something that will help oc in their life and constantly draw them back just as much. (Yes I did watch Ella Enchanted at formative age and then was banned from watching it because of normal reason thus making it my favorite movie)

of course I talk alot of Luka's because its quite real for them Menphina's blessing soothes their heartaches and comforts their sorrows and with overcoming that pain naturally Luka doesn't grow as person. Stuck in this cycle some days more than others. Forever delightful and distant. While it motivates them and aid them in pushing forward and same time is doubt of Luka's strength. Do they carry the world while not feeling its weight because they leave that burden to others and Luka can't have that doubt bother them that long.

But for Asdis its not really know to her. Just starting with her adopted parents. This elderly couple find this werid looking toddler in the veggie patch one day and just fall in love with her. The child they never had despitely quickly growing twice their size and just being creepy (asdis empathic abilities) somtimes. Even Asdis commits murder/mansaulgher I forget which it is. They can't be mad at her and Asdis doesn't feel like what she did is wrong. While feels that intial horror, the worry that concern. Her parents reassure her so surely that she doesn't feel her own remorse. And then with her aunt the woman doesnt like her. The woman might actually despise her but even still Asdis is cared for and protected in her home because thats her niece and you love family (this coming from the woman that hasnt spoken with her sister on princple for many years and stole her family's wealth when she moved to an enmey city). Her aunt trust her so much and isnt that a kind of love to be given someone's last request. and of course Asdis' never-to-be husband that worships the ground she walks one because he werido. Spends years stalking (waiting) for her as she possesed by a voidsent and ultimately giving up his life for her. Asdis is so loved that she taken from the people that love her so much. [Wording here is delibraite because Asdis can never be sure she loves someone genunie because she feels their love for her stronger than her own emotion. I mean Asdis felt her emotions once and a guy died] her aunt's dying wish leads to massace in sil'dih. Even the voidsent getting fed emotions via Asdis' empathy feels that emotion that the two entwined by some feeling more than anything else after to 1000 years or so. At that point Asdis is scared that Achlys will somehow leave her but that impossible right? Freaking shadowbringers seprerating her soul from the voidsent. Like did thr crystal exarch not read the purchuse recommendatiosn. So yeah that repeating thing in asdis story. That love isn't the thing that makes Asdis good. Its usually a path to being more evil. As how she felt their love too feed Asdis' delusions of grandeur too so thats great. Maybe being hated would fix her.

Luken is his own blessing and curse. He master of his own fate (no matter how much he wants to ask the spinner why?? It is just him). He just a dude trying to live his life and he keeps making a hot mess of it. Luken has choice to help himself and he doesn't. Luken walks the fine line between self-sabotage and being his best self everyday. Like he could be legitmate busness owner but he running his small crime ring in the backroom. He trapped himself so far into his past that he destroyed his future. Luken doesn't have good or bad luck he just his choices and the the consequces of them. Not even calling a good or bad choice. Their isnt the right or wrong of it its just up, down, left, right and he ends up going in circle anyways. Its called Luken's Narrative because he doomed by it.

[bells-of-black-sunday]

For muns with multiple muses, past and present, on any blog. Rules: Fill out the form according to which muse suits each title best. (The same muse can have multiple titles.) Repost and tag. Feel free to add more!

Favourite Muse: Danny, Tarhos, Frank, and Aita they're all super easy to write and I get some fun interactions out them. People seem to like them too, so its a win win,

Most Character Development: Probably Danny, Tarhos, Frank, and Julie.

Trash Muse: Jerry, I love him, but he canonically went on a rant about his math "religion" and then almost spiked their ashes at their funeral. (3rd book)

The Meme-Lord: Danny always has really fun interactions especially in modern where he can just be stupid as much as he wants.

Most Likely to Start a War: Tarhos- He did actively start one and then got pulled into the fog during it.

Worst Personality: Yijun, but fuck I love him. He's a snake oil salesmen and him being what he is he literally survives off of attention and the greed he accumulates. He is literally just one of those Instagram models that push fad diet scams, mlms or sigma male audiobooks.

Most Attractive Muse: I think it really depends on a persons taste? But personally for me it's Aita, Luka, Luanne or Yijun, But I also know some people who really like Angel or Pearl too so.

Falls in Love Quickest: Pearl, but he's mostly just into guys with money.

Most Likely to Drop Their Phone in the Toilet: Aita he's the most likely to be drunk in public where that could happen easily.

Ice Ruler: Renata or Luanne they're both women that hold power and will not let even an inch of it go. They're cold and callous.

The Edgelord: FRANK my sweet baby boy who listens to metal and breaks into homes and businesses for fun.

Most Tragic Backstory: I feel like a lot of my d.bd muses have tragic backstories? That's just how the lore tends to go, but Frank if you stop to think about it is tragic. He's a kid whose bene in the foster care all his life passed from home to home and when he finally gets to Ormond his adoptive dad just wants the government money to go get drunk at the bar so he's left by himself.

Best Case of Puberty: Probably Tarhos??? To go from being a broad shouldered lanky kid to looking like a fucking bear is certainly an achievement.

Most Awkward: Susie, she's got anxiety and a lot of it except with her mask on.

Busy Bee: Viktor fucking lives at his lab, he will not stop working even when he should.

Most Clueless: Pearl except most of it is an act, because everyone loves a clueless blonde.

Most Likely to Forget Their Wallet at Home: Kazan in modern au, he's a grandpa leave him alone.

Best Dressed: Yijun, he's got big ass fur coats and lots of silks. Gold and fine jewels, he likes to flaunt what he has.

Biggest Flirt: Aita, because it gets him free things. That's it. If it gets him free food or drinks he'll do it.

Most Dramatic: Ji-Woon he's so full of himself even in his own tome, he physically cannot put others above himself. Like content warning for animal death in his tome but like- yeah he literally did that just because a hamster was getting more attention than his flute solo in class.

Least Likely to Show Up Late: Tarhos is bare minimum 40 minutes early to everything he has to go to-

One with Weirdest Habit: Anna hums lullabies to herself to pass the time, but it's not that weird.

Most Likely to Be Caught at the Gym: Tarhos, Frank, or Kazan. Frank just likes to stay in shape, but Tarhos and Kazan are jus- huge.

Tagged by: @misstantabismuses (Thank you!) Tagging: anyone who wants me to idk how many multis follow me-

[downtoplaybass]

>yeah... i think in pretty much any other timeline im doing that. i came pretty close to going to kamikou instead of miya for a miriyad of reasons and uh... little embarrassing but i was very opposed to speaking to any of my now-girlfriends at the time. self-isolating due to guilt or whatever the therapist said. two or three minor descicion changes and im spending all my time on vivid street.either that or id be an idol... not the biggest fan of that one, given how its fucked up shizuku mentally, but logically it makes sense. kiratani told me about how they scouted her and taught her to get rid of her resting bitch face; they tried to scout me as shizukus sister and theyd probably do something similar with me. i dunno.

ahh, i see... but if being an idol didnt flip you up the way it did to haruka and shizuku, would you try it? Do you think you would be happier if you'd went to kamikou instead? you dont have to answer these!! ooh, but i do have one question! if kamikou and miya became one big big big school with ALLLLLL your friends in it, would you attend that school?

— 🎐

uh, i dunno. i think a big part of being an idol, living that idol life, is the getting fucked mentally. im also not exactly the most flowery person or whatever. id probably get written off as a tomboy or be the "guy's girl" in a otherwise all-boy unit which isnt exactly something id enjoy all too much. im pretty sure someone tried to do the same thing to momoi-san, and she flipped out and quit on the spot. but then again, i might be more okay with that than regular idol stuff, yknow? and... sakis a big fan of idols. thinking back to how i was then... kinda feels bad to admit it, but i wouldve done pretty much anything to make the three of them jealous.

im not really sure how to quantify happiness. at first? yeah, i probably wouldve been better off at kamikou. avoiding people has always been my go-to solution but in the long run im probably better off where i am. it took those three to convince me to deal with emotions in a healthy way and i stil aquise that smashing a guitar is a healthy way to deal with emotions but apparently its "violent and rage-induced" or something. and would i have a sekai if id never made up properly with them? it took meiko and len to get me to open up properly to shizuku and get us to where we are now. i thought i was fine with it but it honestly took a lot of late-night chats with luka to come to terms with the fact im gay. but on the other hand... ive seen vocaloids from a sekai belonging to vivid bad squad on here, and one that i thinks from sakis brothers theater troop. its not all that unlikely that i would end up with another sekai with a different group. theres always the chance i dont do anything to do with music and end up depressed or whatever but i really cant see that happening i think id just make depressed bass music. maybe miku doesnt like depressed music idk. this feels really wrong to say (especially given im dating the other members of my sekai) but i honestly would like to see those other timelines and sekais. is this the best timeline? is there a version of this where im replaced with someone else? is there a timeline where i went to standout properly? is this maybe the worst timeline and im scraping the bottom of the barrel? is there a timeline where imin the grand prix instead of onii-chan? theres a lot of questions to be had.

all i really know is i want to work with music. there isnt a timeline where i measure up to shizuku or dad in that regard. im pretty sure id always have a fragment sekai at least. i think meiko once said that my guilt and regret was on the verge of forming its own sekai, so thats... something. especially if i went to kamikou. that wouldve been an emotional shitshow. basically, i dont know shit.

[volperion-moved]

I noticed from your posts that you like Liluka, Lukanette and Lilanette. What do you think about the combination of all these pairings - Lilukanette?

Poly ships only work sometimes imo, and I like these three ships for very different reasons so it's hard to see them all working nicely together - I like Lukanette because it's sweet and stable, whereas I like Lilanette and Liluka because they're dramatic and full of conflict that ideally they'd overcome. IDK, maybe it could work I'm just not quite sold.

[bananonbinary]

i dont have the brainpower to articulate it correctly but something about the procession of villains in tma and how it reflects dehumanizing the Enemy.

we start out with jane prentiss, who is stated to HAVE BEEN a Person, but its fine she’s not really anymore she’s just a hive its fine. then we get not!sasha, who never was a person. then nikola, who kinda vaguely is person-adjacent, but still is firmly a Monster.

in late season 3, we also get the hunters, who use this sort of logic to go after jon and mike crew and other people we KNOW are People. but it’s still okay, because our heroes Would Never, and anyway there’s an obvious line between someOne like jon and someThing like mustermann. the hunters are just blinded to this difference, but it’s still there. probably. maybe.

then season 4 hits. all our villains are just Some Guys. they can do some pretty evil things, but so can jon. they have houses, and bank accounts, and live real lives. and when jon kills Peter Lukas, there’s no getting around the fact that it was a murder.

season 5 is practically all about this, with martin realizing that “avatar” is meaningless and these people are just the same as them. the enemy was never some nightmarish monster, it was just awful people who were willing to hurt others. and when it all comes down to it, when jon kills the Main Antagonist of the entire show, there’s no powers, no epic fantasy battle, no romantic heroic moment. just one man murdering another with brute force.

[lou-lj]

The misunderstanding

Max Mayfield x fem reader

Summary: she thinks you like Will but it’s obvious that you’ve fallen for the sarcastic red head

Max Mayfield, she was clever, funny and effortlessly beautiful. You stood next to Wills locker watching as the red head entered the halls. “You’re staring.” He commented, by now he was used to it. Being your best friend and always being around you also meant that he had to deal with you crushes. And you’ve had a crush on her since day one. Even tho you only told him about your crush everyone could see it. In the way your ears got red, when she complimented your outfit, or how you always listened to her and being on her side, or how it seamed as if you always tried to be near her, making eye contact or accidentally touched her hand or shoulder.

But of course, to the anguish of everyone else, she was oblivious of what you felt for her.

Yes she likes you, more than a friend too but she thought you had a thing for Will, so she stayed away.

It was supposed to be a normal Friday afternoon at mikes place just like ever other but once again you and your friends where trapped in the up side down, y’all were running from another deadly swarm of monsters which where right behind you. “We have to part, they’ll lose us if we go in separate directions.” Nancy yelled “Sounds like a deadly and dumb plan, but maybe it’s our only chance.” Dustin shortly replied.

So you split up into groups of two. Robin and Steve, Nancy and Jonathan, Mike and Eleven and Will and Lukas went with Dustin. That lead you to go with Max.

You took her hand and went the right path running through the woods trying to get away from the danger, as far and fast as possible.

Your lungs where getting sore, it got harder to keep yourself going and the noise got less so you decided to stop and catch your breath.

“I shouldn’t have skipped EP class that often, I have no stamina.” She chuckled at your comment, while catching her breath. “I’m glad your here with me, don’t wanna die alone and to be honest your my favorite of them all.” She said in a quiet voice starring at the ground. “We won’t die here, I’ll make sure of that.” You gave her hand a light squeeze to reassure her once again. “Yeah but, if we do I’ll have to tell you something,”

before she could finish her sentence Dustin, Lukas and Will found you two, Will directly hugging you “Are you two okay?” You nodded and then followed the boys to the portal back to the other side. Luckily y’all where the last ones to get there, so you didn’t have to search for anyone.

Back in the normal world, you drove your bikes back to everyone’s house. Max and you where the last ones to be together, living quiet outside of the main city. Stopping at her place first, you stood next to her in silence for a second.

“Hey Max, what did you want to say earlier?” She shot you a paniced glance “What? Nothing important! I just thought that .. but no you like Will, and that’s, that’s fine really I understand most girls like boys it’s alright.” She rambled, while fiddling with her hands. A smile made its way onto your face. “Max Mayfield,” she now looked back at you stopping her rant, “I am so entirely gay for you!” You said before crushing your lips onto hers.

[ziaron]

I really like Luka can you tell us more about him

This is all i have so far for dear sweet luca,,,

Appologies in advance 4 the art :[

His parents died in a murder suicide

(Mother killed his father)

His dad was a jealous, manipulative, demeaning, jackass

His mother was honestly just as jealous, but would start physical fights with the father

(which the father would use to his advantage afterwards... nevermind that he's the one who started the fight knowing all too well she'd get physically if pushed enough...)

His parents relationship is definitely a main factor is luca's screwy perception of love.

He's independently wealthy because of his parents inheritance, not filthy rich by any means, but set for a decade or two if he lives meagerly (which he does), and continues to work on his own.

A med school drop-out because he became too burnt out to study (and stalk you at the same time).

He was a very high achiever in school and graduated a year early because he despised his peers.

But he's not a quick learner at all, and most of his achievements come from a sickening amount of luck he has.

Poor boy is riddled with low self esteem, acute anxiety, and is a (mostly) recovered agoraphobe

You're not really in any danger with him... he's very patient... but if at any point it runs out he's more willing to hurt people you love then yourself. Will def bring you their severed head tho.

He does at some point want a normal life with you. WHEN is completely up to your ability to forgive... well- more like adapt?

Grow fond of? Develop stockholm syndrome?

Aannyways~

Hes gentle with you. And wants you to be happy, and he wants to be the cause of that happiness above all else. So it drives him crazy when you freak out or seem scared of him.

He's pretty delusional, he still thinks that even though he's doing something bad right now it'll all be okay in the end~ 'because its for love!' Plus, he's very optimistic when it comes to you. Give him an inch and he thinks it's a mile... in a way it is.. considering. He also never wants to directly admit to himself that he could be the cause of your discomfort (it is a thought in the back of his head tho). It's like he needs to lie to himself to keep his own sanity.

'She flinched when i went to hold her hand? Oh god what have i- no! Nonono she's probably just shy! That's fine! I'm patient! I'll be respectful don't worry!'

Luca is honestly really fun to write for... i might end up keeping him around a bit longer seeing as though you all seem to like him ;)

[miraculouscontent]

Marinette was officially done with Hawk Moth interfering in her life. She could take him interrupting school, or her time out with friends (which had become increasingly awkward as of late anyway), or even her moments of being bogged down with projects.

But interrupting her one-on-one time with Luka? First their movie date and now their moment of getting ice cream together? Absolutely not.

As far as she was concerned, this meant war. If Hawk Moth wanted to shove himself into her life like a nosy busybody who couldn’t go five seconds without trying to take away her means of happiness, then fine.

Two could play at that game, and she was feeling petty enough to make the next move. She’d had to mull over the subject for a while to figure anything out, not to stop him for good exactly, but at least put an annoying dent in his plans, much like he always did with her.

She had an idea by evening, and got to put it into action right after school. She was saying good-bye to a few of her friends, and had hopped onto the back of Luka’s bike afterwards, her hands carefully on his waist while he rode off along the sidewalk.

A flicker of black and purple caught her eye, and instead of the usual dread or panic, she grinned to herself.

“Luka! Stop!”

He stiffened, but obeyed, putting full force on the brakes and screeching the bike to a sudden halt.

“What’s wrong?” he asked in concern.

Hurriedly getting off the bike, she took off her helmet and handed it to him. “I’m sorry, will you wait here for a few minutes? I promise I’ll be right back!”

Knowing she had to be quick, she didn’t wait for him to reply. She placed a hand on his shoulder, leaning in to place a long, meaningful kiss on his cheek.

If he had prepared a reply, the kiss stopped it, and she ran off to the nearest hiding place while he stared blankly ahead at nothing.

After ducking into an alley and taking a quick look around to ensure it was safe, Marinette opened her purse to let out Tikki, as well with the other kwami necessary for her plans: Kaalki.

“Let’s do this!”

— — — — —

Soon after Pegabug had entered the scene, giving chase to the akuma, Chat Noir wasn’t far behind. Part of her questioned how he’d gotten there so soon, but she squashed the thought just as quickly as it’d come so as to not dwell on the potential identity questions.

“Love the new look, m’lady. What’s the occasion?” he asked in his usual flirtatious tone. “Or did you dress up just for me?”

“Not now, Chat,” she replied shortly, adjusting her sunglasses as she neared the butterfly in question. “I need you to do something for me.”

“Of course! Anything.”

“When I give the command, grab the akuma.”

“I—” He blanked. “Grab it?”

“I’ll explain later,” she assured. Squinting at the butterfly, which seemed to be on a straight path, she felt the moment hit like the epiphany of her Lucky Charm. “Now!”

Slightly panicked, but not asking anything more, Chat Noir sped forward. He dropped to all fours to pick up speed, then leapt for the butterfly. In a swift motion, he trapped the akuma between his hands, and Pegabug reeled her hand back as she felt the charge of her power.

“Voyage!”

The portal launched from her hands, manifesting right in front of Chat Noir. He went through and she followed behind him.

On the side of the portal, she landed politely on her feet while he crashed onto the floor, though he managed to keep the akuma contained in his hands.

A startled Wang Cheng stood up from his chair, looking between the two in surprise, but he calmed himself soon after. “It is time?”

“Yes,” she confirmed, walking over and helping Chat up due to his inability to use his hands.

He shook himself of the impact, then glanced at Wang, Pegabug, and finally the night sky out the window. “M’lady, if he means time to explain why you catapulted us to China, then I’m all ears.” His fake cat ears twitched in emphasis.

“Not exactly, but we can do that too,” she assured. Closing her eyes, she whispered a quick, “Kaalki, divide,” to allow the horse part of her transformation to drop. Pulling out her yoyo to grab a treat, she offered it to Kaalki to let her recharge before addressing the issue properly.

“Chat, you remember Wang,” she stated, walking alongside Wang as they traversed the rooms of the house. Hearing Chat’s footsteps behind her, she continued, “We saved him after he was akumatized into Kung Food.”

“Yeah, I remember,” Chat confirmed, still just as puzzled as before.

“Well, he’s the only one I know who’s out of the country.” She grinned slyly. “And out of Hawk Moth’s radius.”

Chat tilted his head. “Radius?”

Ladybug waited to answer until she saw the little habitat that had been set up, exactly as she’d asked for. Wang opened it for her and stepped aside, then gestured to it, which gave Chat enough of a hint to approach and outstretch his arms so they were inside the mini enclosure.

He hesitated, but released the akuma and recoiled quick enough for Ladybug to snap the habitat shut, thus sealing the butterfly inside.

“The butterfly miraculous has limits,” she explained, pointing to the trapped akuma, “and this is one of them. Hawk Moth can’t sense or do anything with this akuma from this distance, and he’s only allowed one at a time.”

“Meaning...?”

“Meaning that he can’t make another until this one breathes its last breath.” She tossed a grateful smile Wang’s way. “So please take good care of it, sir.”

Wang bowed his head in respect. Chat, meanwhile, was gaping.

“Wait, so that means—?”

“It might not be long,” she admitted, “because we don’t know how old this butterfly is, but—” She raised a finger as she made her point. “—as long as it lives and kept in that habitat, he can’t akumatize anyone.”

With a confident walk, she made her way back to the room they’d originally come from.

Chat, still in a state of shock, followed after and kept pace with her. “What about sentimonsters?”

Ladybug shrugged. “Mayura can still send them if she wants, but it’ll go just as badly.”

“Why?”

“For one, sentimonsters follow the orders of the one with the object, and no akuma means that Hawk Moth doesn’t have any control. For two, if I can teleport the feather away before Mayura can de-power it herself, then she’s stuck with no sentimonster for even longer than the akuma. Feathers take a few months to wear out, and I think they know that. Once they realize the risks, I don’t think we’ll be seeing any sentimonsters all by themselves.”

Stopping at the spot where she’d made the portal originally, she tossed a smile Kaalki’s way and outstretched her hands accordingly, calling upon her transformation once again with, “Tikki, Kaalki, unify!”

Chat didn’t even flinch at the flash of light, staring at the floor instead as he scratched his head. “But—uh—” He paused, needing a moment to come up with more questions. “what if Mayura makes her own sentimonster again?”

“Then I’m sending it to the moon,” she answered nonchalantly. “If they want to waste my time like this, then I’m not messing around anymore. Either they come fight me themselves or I’m keeping every akuma and feather I can here, where they can’t do anything with them.”

He opened his mouth, perhaps to throw out another argument, but she’s stumped him. His lips pursed as he seemed deep in thought, which evolved into a pout as he asked, “So, I guess we won’t be spending as much time together?”

“What?” Pegabug raised a brow, thrown off by that being his concern.

“A-ah—” He seemed to catch himself, waving his hands in defense. “Nothing, m’lady! You’re a genius, as always, and we still have patrols!”

“...Thanks,” she said neutrally, her mind on anything but him even as he tried to flirt.

After all, there was someone waiting for her back in Paris.

— — — — —

“Luka!”

Marinette beamed in both gratefulness and relief as she saw Luka still in the same spot as before, and even in the same position as well. She ran up to him, grabbing his shoulder again with one hand while she took her helmet back with the other.

She kissed his cheek again, a little more lightly than before but with just as much affection. The contact seemed to bring him back to life, his smile returning to his face as he settled his hands back on the bike’s handles.

“Did everything work out alright?” he asked.

“Mhm. I was just—” She paused, a lie almost reflexively coming out of her mouth before she settled on the closest thing to the truth she could, deciding that he deserved as much. “—taking care of something. Hopefully it works out.”

“Knowing you, I bet it will,” he assured with a fond look.

She beamed at him and put her helmet back on, settling herself behind him on his bike so her hands could rest on his waist again. She heard the ‘clink’ of the kickstand as Luka nudged it up with his heel, and then they were off again.

Happy thoughts of Hawk Moth screaming in his lair as he discovered her plan slowly transitioned into blissful imaginings of all the uninterrupted dates she could go on now. Out of sight, out of mind, just as Hawk Moth deserved to be.

[gale-gentlepenguin]

ML Season 4: (If I called the shots)

-Alya knowing Marinette is Ladybug is still totally fine.

-I wouldnt alter Truth but I would change Lies a bit to make Adrien more clearly attempt to do more for the relationship. (and possibly alter Lies as an akuma) I think Truth did a great job with Luka and the akuma so I dont want to change it.

-Blatant Confirmation that Harry and Gabriel dated at University.

-More build up on how the akuma charms have been made. (Maybe Ladybug looking into Fu's old notes about it.)

-Kwami bond being the source of New Powers or developed powers. But the alternative is the person FORCING the new power. (which has negative effects)

-Lila being more in the season. (she is in the background but does nothing until the literal last 3 episodes.) Id at least have her mentioned more.

-I'd cut Zoe. Im sorry girl you are too rushed in there. But if there needs to bee a new Bee. I would suggest Aurore.

-Chloé would still be just as mean as in this season but a twist. She is forcing it. Like this isnt a default, she is legit trying to be meaner but is realizing that her mean streak is failing because she regrets her actions. Corrupted by goodness

- Mega Akuma are still a thing but they are much more chaotic and destructive. Shadowmoth cant call them back when sent out and the person's powers go out of control. BUT they can break charms.

-I'd remove Ephemeral. Make Kuro Neko a two part episode. (I will probably make a post about this later on depending on how strike back happens)

-(Now Strikeback has not aired yet so this following idea could happen) Chat noir finding out about the whole Rena Furtive bit and Realizing Ladybug had basically replaced him as her trusted partner. In my version this happens in Kuro neko.

-Wishmaker could still happen, but I only want Luka to know Adrien's identity. (Give Adrien someone to actually talk to. Yes this comes into play later.)

- Alya should have been the one to figure out Carapace was a sentimonster.

-Some f***ing backstory on how Emilie ended up like this.

-Also I Probably would have found a way to divide up the episodes with the heroes.

-Like how about Mega Leech had Ivan and Mylene get their hero power for the first time.

-Then Sabrina could have had it happen in Qilin (where she helps set her dad straight. BTW I am re-writing that whole episode cause the conflict was dumb as f***. Sabine was hot tho.)

-Penalteam could have been the episode that Marc and Nathaniel got their powers for the first time. (Just a bit more focus added to them)

-The whole Adrien being a potential sentimonster? So I have two roads.

-If we want this to be a to "road to hell with good intentions" Adrien was a sickly child and in order to save him. His mother used the peacock miraculous to create a sentimonster that acted as a heart replacement. This allowed Adrien to live a normal happy life. The References to "perfect" are Adrien's perfect health. The Rings power could be that it sways Adrien's heart. Making him feel weak trying to go against them. It would allow for ALL the drama of sentimonster business but also totally make is so it doesnt bring Adrien's whole being into some sort of debate. Plus its a good fake out.

-The Other road is that the Ring is actually a magical item of control on Adrien. The peacock was used in other ways that were beneficial to Gabriel and Emilie but the abuse resulted in the situation.