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crescent-woods · 2 years
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lbsc lukanette week! day 1-- time
"luka," marinette giggled as she pushed him away. "we don't have time for this! if we don't leave now, we won't be on the road by 9, and we won't make it to your ma's by the end of the day!"
"you know for a fact that ma doesn't care if we're on time. she probably won't even be ready for us by the time we get there." luka rolled back under the duvet towards his wife, hoping that the warmth and kisses would draw her back in. "instead of worrying about her, why don't you come here and love on your poor, neglected husband? we have time, love."
marinette sighed as the idiot she chose to marry started sneaking his arms around her, pulling her into their warm, fluffy bed. "you're a terrible influence. a terrible, cuddly, husbandy influence..."
and anarka understood why the two lovebirds arrived in the middle of the night
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thesaltyoceanwaves · 1 year
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Ao3
Chapter 7 of “The Blue Skies and Your Eyes”
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splendarte · 5 months
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REVERBERATION · adotada
ฅ⁠^·⁠ﻌ·⁠^⁠ฅ : Comecei essa capa com um Luka bonito e um sonho, mas acho que deu certo no final. Alô, Lukanette stans, essa aqui é pra vocês!
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lucifer5lucy · 5 months
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Not me pausing Netflix every other second to find my dearest cyan tips ravenette.
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Not my cousins being absolutely done with my fangirling when I see luka's back.
Not them leaving the room knowing 'man...she ain't gonna be done today. '
Not me jumping around literally and getting pissed cause I can't see his face in the movie..
Yet.
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"It's a happy ending." He assures though. "A very happy ending."
I commisioned these wonderful pieces from @carolgpr for my fic Should I Stay Or Should I Go (they’ll be posted in the fic some time this week). It’s so amazing! 💜
Thank you so much!!! Go check them out!!! 
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ntntpad-art · 1 year
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I remember I drew this way back where they gave us the lukanette kiss fake-out. Enjoy the pretty rendering <3
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empressofthesunwriter · 7 months
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Isekai'd as Chloe: Index
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You were watching Miraculous Ladybug on your phone as your bus got hit by a truck. You died, it sucks. But a godly being gives you the chance to start anew in a brand new world. Sadly it's Miraculous, with all the plotholes, and flat characters, and don't forget worshipped while being a sexual abuser Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir. Could your day get any worse? You shouldn't have asked because you were reborn as Chloe and forgot who Papillion was. Someone wanted to see you suffer, that was sure! But you wouldn't give them the satisfaction. It was time to throw canon out of the window and make Miraculous a better show or in your case world!
Main Pairing: Reader/Luka Couffaine/Marinette Dupain-Cheng
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
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miraculousniana · 1 month
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To all of my Tumblr friends and followers,
I am informing everyone that I was in a singular car wreck earlier today. I’m fine now, my right leg is bruised, scrapped and sore, otherwise I’m fine while my Jeep is totaled. But I am going to take a break from writing for a while. I’ll still be browsing artwork, just not post for a while.
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jukiy · 8 months
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"The first time I saw you, I feel like I'm fell in love at the first sight with you"- Circus Au
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Amid the bustling applause of the audience, like a fairy Marinette danced in the air with a rope attracting the eyes of everyone present. Among those present there were two gentlemen from two famous families.
Adrien: Who is that girl? Luka: You mean the angel catching your eyes? Adrien: Do you know her? Luka: maybe a little, Marinette, Marinette Dupain Cheng, "Rose bloom in the dark night" or you can call her "Blue Rose" Adrien: That's interesting, is there any other information about her? Luka: This is such a difficult question to answer, you should find out by yourself, it will be more interesting. Oh right, if you're also interested in her then it seems like we'll soon be rivals, Adrien. Adrien: I'm looking forward to it, Luka
/ They clinked their wine glasses and continued enjoy the show/
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Here the full about Marinette ver (:3)
I don't think I've finished it that fast, maybe I'll draw their storyline later
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kandy-proyect · 1 year
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Part 3... here you can see that Candy doesn't want to color XD
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yan-san-yan · 1 year
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If Lukanette can’t be endgame then this will be my new canon 🫧✨
My insta:
https://instagram.com/ariirariin?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=
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mysticgwen · 9 months
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Can someone write a fanfic with Marinette and Luka singing "Dead Girl Walking", based off of the tiktok audio? I'm thinking Lila salt with mari doing theater as an escape
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blueberry-macaron · 5 months
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Merry Christmas!!
I was your secret santa, @writer-rider-dirty-thirties DirtyThirties !!
The prompt I chose was Luka and Marinette finding out they were parents, although it turned into Luka finding out. I hope you‘ll still enjoy!
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readersmoon · 3 months
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Excerpt from You, Me, and Him
“Do I really have to spell it out for you?” Luka screamed, his frustration boiling over and spilling out.
“Yes!” Marinette yelled back, her voice rising to match his for the first time.
“Adrien! There! I’ve said it!”
She froze, her entire being seeming to come to a standstill as she processed his words. “Adrien?” she finally repeated, her cheeks flushing crimson. “What do you mean, Adrien?”
He rolled his eyes. “You’ll figure it out soon enough, I’m sure of it. You’re smart, Ladybug.”
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celestiall0tus · 26 days
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Amaranthine - Chapter 20 - Amaranthine
Beginning || Previous
            Luka stood with Juleka, Chloe, Zoe, and Alya near the building where the Diamond Dance was being hosted. They watched the rich and elite enter in mass until it dwindled to nothing.
            “The dance should be beginning soon, right?” Luka asked.
            “Yes. I discussed things with Min and Adonis will make his move when all have situated and are indulging in revelries. Meaning our window is open now,” Chloe answered.
            “And Psyche and Terra are ready?”
            Chloe nodded.
            “Then what are we waiting for? Suit up everyone. Moirai, cut the thread,” Zoe commanded.
            “Min, open my eyes,” Chloe said.
            “Trixx, shroud,” Alya whispered.
            “Sass, scales slither,” Juleka declared.
            “Mullo, get squeaky,” Luka announced.
            Everyone transformed. Luka and Juleka wore matching black corsets, leather jackets, pants, and knee-high boots with both their dyed hair a deep purple. Zoe was dressed in a gray tank top with her stomach exposed, leather jacket, gray ripped jeans, black boots, and a pair of black dove wings with her hair shortened and dyed black with white roots. Chloe had on a vintage white ruffled shirt, brown pants, and tan high-heeled boots with her hair tied back and had brown and tan dyed streaks. Alya was unchanged in her appearance.
            Atropa used his power and became imperceivable as he entered the building. He made his way through it into the ballroom. He glanced around until he saw Marinette and Adrien sitting at a table with Kagami sitting on Adrien’s other side. He moved into position as he saw the others move into their spots. He kept his eyes on Marinette but darted over to Adrien when he saw Adrien tense up. He didn’t break his gaze as mist rolled in.
            “Good evening, my esteemed colleagues! What a glorious night for a return to tradition, no?” Minerva announced.
            Atropa glanced over as Minerva strolled out in the middle of the floor. Everyone cleared away from her and whispered amongst themselves.
            Adrien stood and addressed Minerva. “Who are you? Why are you here disturbing our party?”
            “You don’t recognize me? I’m hurt, Adrien. We were once the best of friends, though that was before your parents died. Then you shut me out. You shut the world out.”
            Adrien tsked. “Enough. Remove yourself before I have you removed myself.”
            “What’s the matter, Adrien? Don’t you want our colleagues to hear what I have to say? Don’t you think they deserve to know they’ve walked into a trap?”
            Shocked gasps rippled through the crowd. Adrien snapped his fingers as Kagami rose and headed for Minerva.
            Minerva smiled. “Yes, try and stop me, Adonis! It’s finally over. We couldn’t stop you as Carmine and Midnight, but we will as Minerva and Atropos!”
            Atropos descended from the ceiling and landed in front of Adrien. “What’s up, motherfucker? I think I owe you for playing us all as fools!”
            Atropos grabbed Adrien’s arm and flung him to the other side of the room. He staggered to his feet as Atropa reappeared, flipped him off, and stole away Marinette.
            “No! I won’t let you take her! Nooroo, wings rise!”
            Adrien transformed into Adonis, sending the crowd into a frenzy. Atropa darted out of the room and out to the garden. He placed Marinette on a bench near a fountain as Psyche and Terra materialized.
            “Thank you, Atropa. We’ll take it from here,” Psyche said.
            Psyche and Terra worked on restoring Marinette’s body and soul. They made quick work as Marinette was fully human once again. Marinette sighed as a tear slid down her face.
            “Thank you. All of you,” Marinette whispered.
            Psyche opened her mouth when a draconic roar shattered the air. They glanced around as Longg materialized and tackled Marinette.
            “Dragonling! You’re alright!”
            “I am, and I’m back. Now, let’s kick some butt together.”
            Longg nodded and put her necklace on Marinette.
            “Longg, ascension.”
            Longg disappeared into the necklace as it flashed red. Marinette’s dress transformed into a black leotard with golden armor on her chest, neck, and hips. A red draconic tail cape lined with gold inside extended from the hip armor to her ankles. Black armored gloves and boots adorned her as red scales covered her thighs and upper arms. Her face covered with a golden dragon mask, four white horns jutted out from her head, and a pair of large red and gold dragon wings sprouted from her back.
            “Go get the would be god. Draw him out to nature so punishment may be delivered,” Marinette and Longg said together.
            Psyche and Terra nodded and vanished.
            “What are you going to do to him, uh-,” Atropa started.
            “Mordred. And he will receive his due punishment.”
            “But not just from us,” Marinette said.
            “What? What do you mean?” Longg demanded.
            “There is another that demanded the final blow. If we deliver it, I’ll die instead. She was clear on that front,” Marinette explained.
            Mordred glanced back at the fountain and nodded.
            “As is her right,” Longg stated.
            “Who’s right? I don’t understand,” Atropa said.
            “You’ll see soon. You all will,” Mordred whispered.
            Atropa tilted his head and wondered until Belladona, Atropos, Minerva, and Rena joined them. Not far behind them was Adonis. Mordred stepped forward and commanded the earth to rise. Vines sprouted and ensnared Adonis. They tossed and pummeled him before they grappled onto each of his limbs and his wings. He cried out in pain as he was slowly pulled apart.
            “Why isn’t he trying to change the vines?” Mordred asked.
            “You can thank me. He tried to change the partygoers inside, but I stopped him,” Atropos boasted.
            Mordred smirked. “Then, by all means, have at him, just don’t kill him.”
            The girls grinned and attacked Adonis. Atropa hung back and stood with Mordred as they watched the beating.
            “Are you ok with this? Letting them at him. Not that I’m saying you should be violent, but both of you and you’re ok?”
            “I didn’t lose as much as the others. Even after everything, I don’t hate him,” Marinette said.
            “Why’s that?” Atropa asked.
            “Because no matter what he did, it brought me to you. He’s a piece of shit, make no mistake, but I have my soulmate because of him. That makes this whole thing worth it.”
            Atropa smiled and hugged Mordred, then stepped back. “What about Longg though?”
            “He will get what’s coming to him. As is her right,” Longg answered.
            “Who’s right? You still haven’t answered that.”
            Mordred glanced at Adonis, then behind her at the fountain. “It’s long been your right. An ancient contract violated with punishment due. Is that not so, Lethe?”
            The water in the fountain gurgled and turned a washed-out murky color. Atropa stepped back as a hand shot out and grabbed the side of the fountain. His stomach churned as a woman with murky, knotted mess of hair with her skin covered in a white opaque film peeked over the rim. Her eyes darted from them over to Adonis and she smirked.
            “Bring him here,” Lethe ordered.
            Mordred snapped her fingers as the vines brought Adonis over to them. Lethe crawled out of the fountain and flopped on the ground. Mordred pursed her lips when Lethe summoned her weapon, a bident, and used it to stand.
            “Are you ok?” Atropa asked.
            “I’m fine, young mortal. Just forgetful. As is my nature. Now, let’s see here.”
            Lethe approached Adonis and inspected him. She nodded a few times before she stabbed her bident through his head, freezing him.
            “What are you doing?” Atropos asked.
            Lethe looked over at the others as they rejoined them.
            “Delivering punishment, as is due,” Lethe answered.
            “So, you’re going to kill him, right?” Belladona asked.
            Lethe tsked. “So narrow-minded, you mortals. But, yes, I am going to kill him.”
            “Then why does he still look alive?” Minerva retorted.
            Lethe smiled as she swung her bident up and tore into Adonis’s soul. They all watched as Adonis’s memories spilled out and lingered in the air. Lethe slammed her bident on the ground as the memories vanished into it. She spun her bident again before she jabbed his heart, then tore another wound in his soul. The memories that poured from his heart were all the previous lives to the very first. Mordred and Atropa gasped as those memories vanished into the bident. They all stepped back as she grabbed the brooch from his waist, returning him to normal and releasing Nooroo, who cowered before Lethe.
            “Lethe, please, I-!”
            Lethe held her bident in Nooroo’s face. “You knew what you were doing. I don’t care if it is your nature to usher in change, you don’t mess with the laws set by him. He may be gone, but the rest of us are still here and we will enforce his laws.”
            “Yup, got it. Understood completely.”
            “Good. Just in case, Plagg and Tikki want a word with you.”
            Nooroo tensed up as a pair of hands materialized and dragged Nooroo out of existence.
            “Good riddance. Psyche? Terra?”
            Psyche materialized while Terra ran in with an unconscious Kagami flung over his shoulder.
            “The deed is done?” Psyched asked.
            “Indeed. Return him to being human.”
            “We will. Thank you.”
            Lethe bowed her head and she turned to Mordred and Atropa. “You kept your word, as will I. You will never have to worry about this man in your next lives. Any bind and memory of it has been sent to the depths of my waters. A place only I or a fool would dare dive.”
            “Thank you, Lethe. For everything.”
            Lethe waved her hand dismissingly as she rolled back into the fountain waters and disappeared. The murkiness vanished as the water returned to its crystal blue.
            “So, it’s over, yeah?” Atropos asked.
            “Yes. Let’s tie up our loose ends. Kwamis, present yourselves to me.”
            Minerva, Belladona, Rena, Atropos, and Atropa all de-transformed as their kwamis approached Psyche. Mordred shook her head and stepped back.
            “You will not break what we have, Psyche,” Mordred warned.
            “Don’t worry, I won’t. You’ll haunt me if I do. As for the others, the choice is yours, as promised. You may remain soulbound to these mortals or I can release you. If you wish to stay, take your place at your soulbound’s side.”
            Trixx, Min, and Sass returned to their respective soulbound’s sides. Mullo and Moirai remained with Psyche. Psyche held out her hands for Mullo and Moirai, freeing them of their soulbound bonds. They bowed their heads and vanished along with their jewels.
            “With that done, what’ll happen to Adrien?” Chloe demanded.
            “You leave him to us. We’ll return his body and soul to being human. After that, I’m not sure. He has no memories, no identity. Where he goes once he’s human again, I cannot say,” Psyche said.
            “Would I be allowed to take him under my wing? Teach him and reclaim some semblance of his family’s legacy?” Chloe asked.
            “If you ask me, I say do as you wish. As for your fellow heroes, I cannot say. Well, I can, but let them speak.”
            “Do what you will, Chloe. I trust you,” Alya said.
            “We don’t care so long as you keep him away from us,” Mordred stated.
            “I second that,” Luka added.
            “I don’t care,” Juleka muttered.
            “Well, I mean, if he’s not the same Adrien, I say why not. But, uh, could I put in a request, Terra?” Zoe asked.
            “I don’t normally take requests, but I think I can make an exception. Sure, what would you like?”
            “Do you think you could keep Adrien, well, a big beefy snack? I mean, we need to keep some things under the radar, right? And it’ll be strange if he goes back to being a twig out of nowhere, yeah?”
            Chloe pinched the bridge her nose. “Zoe, you aren’t serious right now, are you?”
            “What? A little eye candy isn’t the worse thing. Besides, I know I’m right.”
            “For the wrong reasons,” Min pointed out.
            “Thank you. There’s no way-,” Chloe started.
            “Technically, Terra already made a deal without knowing the full terms, so he’s bound to fulfill it anyway. And I do agree that it would reduce suspicion around this. There will still be suspicion after that display, but we can mitigate the damages and better control the situation,” Min explained.
            “Very well. Drop Adrien off at Le Grand Paris once you are finished returning him to being human.”
            Psyche and Terra nodded as they vanished with Adrien and Kagami. Chloe transformed and headed off with Zoe. Mordred and Luka watched them leave as Alya and Juleka approached them.
            “So, anyone want to celebrate? Luka and Mari get to be together, no one is dying young, and we don’t have a crazy butterfly man terrorizing the city. I think that calls for drinks,” Alya commented.
            “Sorry, Alya. I do have to work in the morning. And pretty sure there’ll be a private concert put on tonight,” Juleka remarked.
            Alya smirked. “Oh, ho! The famous Luka does give private concerts. My, oh my, I wonder what the admission fee is for that.”
            “Quite cheap, actually. It just takes-,” Longg started.
            “Longg! Quiet! Don’t you start,” Marinette yelled.
            “I don’t see what the big deal is. Your bard doesn’t need much to stoke that fire to regale you with the songs of your heroism.”
            “Longg! Enough!”
            “Never! I am free! Never again will I be stuck in your head. Now the whole world will know what I have to say!”
            “As if the whole world didn’t already,” Alya commented.
            “Right! Anyway, I’m going to head home. With Luka. Bye,” Marinette said.
            Mordred scooped up Luka and flew back to Marinette’s herb shop. She landed in the back alley then de-transformed. Marinette leaned against Luka while Longg pranced into the shop.
            “You ok?” Luka asked.
            “Yeah, just glad that everything is over. We’re finally free. No more early deaths. No more jealous Adonis. Just you and me,” Marinette whispered.
            “And me!” Longg called.
            Marinette sighed. “And Longg.”
            “I’m glad. Longg is an unfortunate plus one, but I’d rather her over Adonis any day of the week.”
            “Careful what you say. She is notorious for holding grudges with very colorful punishments.”
            “Oh, I think I’m very familiar with that. All too familiar.”
            Marinette giggled. “At least things will return to normal. Just you, me, Longg, and our friends and family.”
            Luka smiled and took Marinette’s hand. “I hope it stays that way. An unending, unfading dream of highs and lows with you by my side. If you’ll have me.”
            Marinette squeezed Luka’s hand. “With you and only you, my amaranthine.”
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marble-tavern · 1 month
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You Let Me Do This In Sweatpants???
Rating: General
Fandom: Miraculous
Pairing: Lukanette
Gifted to: @rierse
Summary:
Sometimes it took some convincing to get Marinette to put her work down long enough to eat. Luka is always willing to put in the effort though.
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Prompt: Convincing them to eat
Luka ran cold water into the cullender, shuffling the leaves with his hand cleaning them. He shook it out and set it on the side, continuing putting the ingredients into the lasagna. When he was done, he popped it in the oven and washed his hands, hanging up the tea towel on the oven handle and headed to check in the room next door.
He stuck his head in the room, scanning it until his eyes landed on the person he was looking for. He smiled gently as he saw Marinette crouched at the bottom of a gown, embroidering the bottom with elegant golden flowers on top of the white fabric it already was. He tapped on the skirting board with the heel of his foot, grabbing her attention to where he was leaning against the doorframe.
“Luka! Hi! Sorry, were you talking to me?” Marinette ran her hand through her hair, pushing it up out of her eyes and back.
Luka tilted his head slightly as his smile grew soft, “No, I just came to tell you dinner was in the oven.”
“Oh ok.”
Luka looked around the room. It was kind of a mess. There was fabrics everywhere, bits and pieces spread across every available surface whether for comparison or colour matching or left over bits and bobs discarded. There was lace here and there and needles pinned into random places, one even stuck into the wall.
He shook his head fondly as Marinette went back to her work. He wandered around the room, picking up pieces here and there and making the room a little bit more organized. Enough to be safe at least. Once he was done, he left her to continue in peace, heading back to the kitchen and pulled out pie crust, chocolate pudding mix, and a medium sized pot. He set the pudding on the stove and went about making a chocolate cream pie. He put it in the freezer, knowing that they’d have to eat it a bit after dinner if they wanted it to be cold enough, and checked on dinner. He smiled and pulled out the lasagna, going about setting the table up for two.
Once he thought it was sufficient enough, he returned to Mari’s work room. He made sure his steps were heavier and knocked on the door frame so she wouldn’t be startled. As much at least. She still jumped and looked up at him which made him smile. She had pulled her hair up into a bun which reminded him vaguely of her hero form with the mouse miraculous. Multimouse certainly rated high on Luka’s “Marinette’s cutest looks” list. The space buns were absolutely precious.
“Dinner’s ready,” he spoke gently as he walked over, admiring the work she’d gotten done.
“I’m almost done,” Marinette turned back to her work even though Luka was right next to her, and she knew that he could see she was only just halfway through this.
“It’ll get cold.”
“I can nuke it.”
“Microwaved food isn’t as good as just out of the oven.”
“I’m almost done though,” She finally looked up at him, giving the blue haired boy the best pout she could muster.
“We both know that’s not true.”
Marinette’s shoulders dropped as she ducked her head.
Luka knelt down, bringing a hand to her chin gently pushing it up so their eyes met. He leaned forward until their lips pressed together in a soft kiss. He lingered for a moment before moving up to press one to her nose then her forehead then took her hands in his and brought them to her face and gave each back a kiss.
“Come. Take a break. For me?”
“You don’t play fair,” Marinette whispered, as if speaking louder would shatter the moment like glass.
“If it convinces you to care for yourself,” Luka matched her volume as he released one of her hands to tuck a stray hair behind her ear and pressing his palm to her cheek which she leant into, “I’d cheat every time.”
“That’s not very heroic of you.”
“I never claimed to be a hero.”
She pressed her lips to his once more, pulling away and looking intently into his eyes, “you didn’t have to. You prove it every day.”
Luka’s heart pattered harshly in his chest in a way that spread warmth from his cheeks to the tips of his fingers, a tingly feeling lighting him up and infecting his face and his head was fuzzy in what could only be described as love.
As cliche as it was, he fell in love with her more every day and he hoped- no… he knew he would never lose that feeling.
“Come,” a simple demand as he stood, pulling her up with him.
There was no protest this time, much to his delight as he led her out of the room, she had holed herself into all day long. And when she emerged, he grinned widely as her breath caught in her throat, a gasp exhaled past her lips.
“Luka…”
The dining table had candles set up lighting the room in a dim, homely light. The lasagna was presented on their best plates with a glass of white wine to pair with it, the bottle sitting in the middle of the table with the extra food. Red rose petals were spread across the floor and a vase also sat in the middle of the table with full ones. Nine roses in full bloom, a royal purple.
“There’s dessert in the freezer too. Your favorite,” Luka whispered into her ear as he pressed her into his side, arms wrapping behind her and situating themselves on her waist.
“Luka…” Marinette breathed, looking up at him. Tears had gathered at the corners of her eyes.
“Yes, my Melody?”
“It’s perfect.”
“Just like you,” he pressed a kiss to her head.
He was surprised when she suddenly pulled away, eyes wide and hands waving around frantically, “I can’t be here!”
“Why not?” the blue haired boy asked calmly. He was knowledgeable enough of her freak outs to know that she was not freaking out due to something he did wrong, but something she thinks is wrong with her.
“Look at me! I’m a mess!”
He shook his head in fond exasperation as he looked at her. She continued ranting, arms waving wildly, eyes wide, body swaying with her freak out. The way her hair stuck up in odd places, the way her eyes reflected the candlelight so beautifully, the way she was so worried about how she looked because she couldn’t see how perfect she was in his eyes.
“Marinette.”
“And don’t even get me started on…”
“Marinette,” he called again.
Marinette finally stopped, looking towards him. He kept up his smile as he slowly approached. He bent down, getting down on one knee and watching as her eyes lit up frantic for a completely different reason.
“My Melody, will you marry me?”
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Extra:
"I cannot believe you proposed to me while I was in sweatpants."
"I can."
Marinette scoffed, "Why? Because I'm beautiful no matter what?"
"Precisely."
Marinette ducked her head as she tried to repress her smile, "Sap."
"For you? Always."
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