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crescent-woods · 1 year
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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 · 4 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 · 4 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 · 11 months
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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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edendaphne · 2 years
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“I was gonna talk to you about something. But I lost my nerve,” she admitted. “And now I can’t find it again.” The hand that was on the spoon moved to pick up a cloth napkin instead, and dip it in the mixture. “This should help with the shirt.”
When Marinette was about to start scrubbing away the stain, Luka’s hand was back on hers, this time with more strength. As she looked up, she was startled to see how close he was. So close, she could make out the light pink color on his cheeks.
“You know you can trust me with anything, right?” he said, with a husky voice she had never heard come from him.
Partner piece to a fanfic by @their-destinys-writer​ for the Lukanette zine, where they’re the Maid of Honor and Best Man at Rose and Juleka’s wedding 😍  Here’s where you can read it!
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jukiy · 7 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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empressofthesunwriter · 6 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 · 5 days
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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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mysticgwen · 8 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 · 4 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 · 1 month
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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.”
Read more here
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marble-tavern · 10 days
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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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Tag list: @official-timari-server (Request to join)
*Shutterbug Station Submission*
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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