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FIC: "I Have Your...Cake" (MLB; Lukanette; LBSC Lukanette Month 2024)
@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?
(Rated M for Bachelorette Party-style shenanigans)
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05 September 2024
Prompt 27: Opposite
The man who answered the door was the exact opposite of what Marinette had been expecting, going from the pictures.
For one thing, he wasn’t blond. For another, he wasn’t…he was…that is to say…
He had a face, for one. The pictures she had been sent for ‘reference’ were not of her client’s face.
(…but she wasn’t sure you could actually dye…where the pictures were, so again: she had thought the client was blond.)
And from the few phone calls they’d had – because most of the correspondence had been through Rose, because she didn’t normally do this sort of thing but Rose was a dear friend and she was doing her a favor – she hadn’t expected him to be so…well. Cute.
…which was an entirely unfair thought to have, because this man was getting married the next day – she was holding the baked proof that he was very much getting married the next day – and was definitely not someone that Marinette should be considering ‘cute’.
(…panty-dropping, Alya would probably say, because good Lord those eyes and shoulders and…down, girl.)
��Yes?” he asked, and if her brain had still been functioning she might think it weird that his voice sounded deeper, too. Less accented. Less manic.
The voice from the phone had bee grating at best. This voice…oh, she could spend hours listening to that voice. She wondered what her name would sound like wrapped in it. How other things would sound wrapped in it.
…she was perhaps just a little gone, which, going back to the fact that he was completely and utterly unavailable, was a big problem.
“Mademoiselle?” he asked, and she shook her head as she (mostly) came back to her senses. She was making an absolute fool of herself – she had to get it together! She straightened her back and thrust (…goddammit phrasing!) the bakery box out at him.
“I-I-I have your penis!” she actually yelped, and dear God just kill her now. There was a beat that passed between them as her words seemed to sink in, and then his eyebrows were lifting into his hairline and an adorable little flush was coloring his cheeks and Down, Girl! “I-I mean your cake! Your penis cake! The cake of your penis! For your party?”
He blinked again as realization seemed to sink in, and the flush on his cheeks grew darker as a strangled little chuckle left him. She groaned and hung her head.
“…kill me now,” she moaned. She glanced up at him, her head still bent over the box, and bit down on her lip. If she hadn’t been in the middle of dying from mortification, she might have noticed the way his eyes seemed to focus on that. “I am so sorry. That was so unprofessional, M. King. It’s just…I didn’t expect you to be so hot.”
His eyes widened again, and she almost dropped the cake. She jerked up, her back ramrod straight, and squeaked.
“I-I mean cute! Attractive! I mean you’re not – you’re taken! Engaged! Affianced!” and God, now she was rambling. Why wasn’t he stopping her? Why was he grinning like that? She groaned again and pushed the cake out a little more. “…please take this and put me out of my misery.”
“…I think I like your misery,” he chuckled, his voice sounding more than a little strangled, but he still took the cake. He winced as he glanced at the box, distinctly not opening it, and put it on a table behind the door. He turned back to her with an easy smile and folded his arms over his chest as he leaned against the frame. “And for the record. If it makes any difference. I’m not M. King.”
He glanced back at the box as she sucked in a breath, his eyebrows furrowing. His expression turned wry as he looked back at her.
“…that’s not seriously a cake of his junk, is it?” he asked. She nodded, and he grimaced. “I was really hoping he was joking about that. Bri’s gonna hate…shit. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
“…sorry?” she squeaked, her eyes widening again. He turned back into the flat, his expression suddenly furious, but she was more than a little distracted by the way his ass looked in those jeans.
“Dingo, you jackass – you didn’t actually order strippers for your party, did you?!” he shouted, and her eyes grew even wider. Ordered what now??? When no answer came, the man’s jaw clenched. “I am not going to jail for you, asshole!”
“…um…” she coughed, and he jumped as he turned back to her – like he had completely forgotten she was there.
“…shit. Sorry,” he said, shaking his head. “It’s just…Dingo – the groom – is a fucking moron. I didn’t think he’d actually ordered the stupid cake – his fiancée, Bri, told him multiple times she didn’t want it, but he kept joking about…”
There must have been some kind of expression on her face – there had to be, from the heat she could feel filling her cheeks and the way her eyes were stinging – that made him wince and look away. His hand came up to rub at the back of his neck, and his own blush had spread to the tips of his ears.
…he had no right to be that hot and that adorable.
“…sorry,” he said again, wincing. “That’s…that’s not actually your problem. Sorry. They…um. Fuck. They paid you, right? For the cake?”
“Y-yeah,” she said, nodding. She cleared her throat and nodded again, a bit stronger. “Yes. I was just dropping it off on my way home. I…sorry. So you’re not Dingo, then?”
“God, no,” he laughed, shaking his head. He held out his hand, his smile softening. “Luka. Luka Couffaine.”
“Oh! Juleka’s brother, right?” she asked, snapping her fingers. He lifted his eyebrows. “The musician?”
“You know Jules?” he asked. His hand was still held out awkwardly between them. She nodded.
“And Rose,” she said. “We’ve been friends since collège. I’m Marinette.”
“Oh, right! The designer!” the man – Luka – said, nodding. “They talk about you all the time. It’s nice to finally have a face to put with the name. Your parents are bakers, right? Is that how you ended up making…”
He glanced back at the box, and she giggled nervously.
“Rose and Juleka are really good friends, and I never turn down a good friend,” she said, shrugging. “…even if it makes me really uncomfortable. I’m chronically helpful.”
“Your stuff’s incredible,” Luka said. He rolled his eyes and smiled. “Never thought I’d say this, but I’m almost looking forward to eating Ding’s junk now.”
She choked on a laugh, clapping her hands over her mouth, and his smile grew. When she had better gathered herself, she looked up at him with an almost giddy smile.
“…hey, are you doing anything tomorrow?” he asked. Her eyebrows lifted, and he grinned. “I’d love to…well. I’d love to buy you a coffee, but I’m kinda supposed to be in this wedding. I may have promised the groom I’d be his best man.”
She giggled at the way he rolled his eyes, and his smile grew. He dipped his head towards her.
“Care to be my plus one?” he asked, grinning. “I’m told the cake’s going to be amazing.”
She choked on another laugh. She knew it would be – her parents were making it.
“Isn’t it bad form to invite someone to a wedding for a first date?” she asked. “Besides. I’m already going to be there – I have to help the bakers set up the cake.”
“Perfect!” he said. Something moved in her periphery, and she noticed he was wiggling his fingers at her. He was still holding his hand up between them. “You have to be there. I have to be there –best man, remember? Why not be there together? I’d say I’d buy you a drink, but it’s going to be an open bar. Maybe I can buy you some cake instead.”
“…the cake’s free, too,” she laughed. His grin grew.
“Perfect,” he said. “You can buy me cake.”
He wiggled his fingers again, and she rolled her eyes as she raised a hand to clasp his. She was momentarily dazed by how…warm his hand felt around hers. Like it was made to hold hers.
“It’s a date,” he said, squeezing her hand. Her smile warmed, and she nodded. Suddenly she didn’t really care if it was bad form, asking someone to a wedding for a first date.
“I can’t wait.”
#miraculous ladybug#luka couffaine#marinette dupain-cheng#lukanette#endgame lukanette#lukanette endgame#ml fic#ver fic#lbsc lukanette month 2024#prompt: opposite#thirsty marinette dupain-cheng#meet cute#meet ugly#penis cakes#bachelorette party#rated m for penis cakes
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The Father’s Day cakes were on sale at my local grocery store
#official penis post#penish#phallus#lookslikeadick#I want to know what they were thinking when they did this#cake
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Perfect fit fur
#furpect#hairy chest#furry chest#man fur#hot muscle#furry pecs#hot hunk#bearded#handsome#scruff#fit fur#hairy beast#body builder#beefy daddy#beef cake#small bulge#small penis
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What
I’m in danger of being flagged again, but
And that’s Eric, proving he…how shall I say this?
He doesn’t take sides.
#eric singer#catman#snack cake#swag master#he’ll wear his dick on any side he wishes on any given day#is all i’m saying#not the first evidence I’ve seen of this#ace frehley#what more can be said of ace’s much celebrated penis?#spandix#kiss band
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You mentioned before that you were more excited for MAWS than the Spiderverse, but did you eventually get to watching Spiderverse? It’s great! There’s an entire allegory about systemic racism against the black community, and the animation, and the diversity, and it’s humor. Plenty have praised it for good reasons. I hope you’re not missing out on it.
Oh of course I watched it, haha! It released before MAWS. When I said I was more excited for MAWS than Spiderverse it was because while Spiderman has so many animated media adaptations, Superman hasn't had an animated tv show in almost three decades! The Spiderverse movies are great so far and I wish the animators a Very Good Strike and Humane Work Conditions.
Spiderverse had a far more empathetic approach to the closeted Superhero allegory (that obviously hit home for queer people way more than whatever MAWS was trying to do), the character designs are stunning (Hobie and Pavtir especially), and the fact that they bothered acknowledging racism and colonialism (not even allegorically just the real thing) makes the world feel rich and lived in. Not perfect, but very excellent still.
#askjesncin#jesncin talks maws#pavtir is a huge improvement from the infantilized and racist depiction of peni#my dc bias isn't so intense that I wouldn't watch spiderverse haha. two cakes
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Well now I know for certain that Toast is male, because he just everted his hemipenes at me for a brief moment after I picked him up out of his playpen to put him back in his tub. Thank you for the flashbang, sir
#not that I ever doubted that he was male; he's got a way different build than Juniper and is active almost every night#but this is good verification I suppose#(he also pees a lot more which I assume is a male thing. either that or he's leaving sperm plugs- idk ill have to look it up)#cinnamon toast toffee cake#ball python#snakeblr#my pets#being flashed by snake penis isnt a concern of mine btw i was just worried for a second bc his cloaca looked weird fjgj#had a moment of 'oh no is that a prolapse' followed by 'oh. its just his penises. whatever'
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We were having girls night
(The middle bit is supposed to say balls)
@jessibbb
Live laugh love ❌️
Fart ball cum ✔️
#jess tag#definitely the worst cake in our cake making saga#shocked and surprised they let me draw a penis on there#and then they took it s step further lmao#my post
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hey sorry I'm circling back to your house, I just got off work and I wore really uncomfortable shoes for 9 hours straight so I could be pretty
trick or....baked good
go ahead, take a slice :)
#eliot posts#if this doesn't float ur boat then i also have a cake that says swamp crotch and a cake with a penis#i think u were there for penis cake irl
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the bakers are in the trenches right now 😭
It’s probably about time that I google hawk tuah, huh? 😅
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even wikipedia said "we are Not fucking calling it that"
#this field is FULL of dumb acronyms but this might take the cake#it's also one of the most widely used techniques in the field#so bless whoever first called it cross polarization and saved hundreds of researchers from writing 'PENIS was used to enhance to enhance th#signal'#rays european hot girl phd#ray.txt
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Fionna & Cake reinforcing the all-dogs-are-boys-and-all-cats-are-girls mentality
#adventure time#fionna and cake#adventure time: fionna & cake#troy barnes I'm thinking about you#(there's no way to disprove that! have you ever seen a cat penis???)
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"Why does Py-hii get to throw a birthday orgy? How am I even supposed to bake a cake for an event like that?"
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(not done talking about poker face finale) but friends, besties, countrymen, i just want to impress upon you my sheer DELIGHT at the cliff pov in the intro being 5 minutes straight of cliff being in MISERY. i have spent weeks, nay decades, of my life envisioning cliff legrand suffering, even when all the show gave me was, what, 5 mins total screentime over 9 episodes? scraps!!! and then this feast, this sumptuous spread of cliff being angry, cliff being infuriated, cliff lying in bed looking sadder and wetter than any other sad wet character in existence, cliff whining and complaining to sterling, cliff monologuing about being sterling's dog for 25 years metastasizing inside him and turning to hate and rage.............. CHEFS KISS. i owe it all to rian johnson. he knows what the girlies (me) want: handsome men, IN THE THROES OF AGONY.
#the penis ring in the eyeball really was the topping on the cake. you're gonna go through all this#and then you're gonna lose an eye and lose charlie and lose the game :) SUFFERRRRRRRRRrrrr#poker face#spoilers
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I could pee on her cake and she’d still like it
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Sometimes we have cakes leftover that we make for walk-in customers same day. If the leftover cakes don't sell, we donate them to local food banks. But. I can add a little extra icing to them. So.
What's something I could write on the cakes that people would enjoy seeing? I'll think about this.
#like back in the forum days I asked what one of them would like as a cake and they said#make it look like a penis#respect#so I did that and sent them the photo that I had done it#and donated the cake#no harm no foul
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