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@blueberryserpent
shishishi. hello luka fans (included me) watching miraculous recently I couldn’t hold back and had to draw this beautiful little angel y'all don’t know how hellish it is to draw a guitar but i did my best :D 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 <3
Young adult Luka Couffaine with piercings bc yes ç3ç
He knows 0-00
What do you mean this isn’t what happened in Desperada?!
「 ✖ ✖ ━ 。
It would be lying if he said it didn’t hurt. As much as he loved and supported both Marinette and Adrien he was sad to see Marinette leave his side after also pouring his heart out to her. The serenades, the affection, the time he had set aside for her ... The moment they gazed up at the stars in a way he knew that this gaze was not meant for him. It was all for Adrien.
Now that they were dating he wouldn’t say he’s sad -- he’s definitely happy -- but a small sense of loneliness does wash over him from time to time. When ever they were together her eyes were always on Adrien instead towards him ... It was always just so bitter sweet. The blue haired musician strummed his guitar, a slight bittersweet tune coming through the instrument.
I’m sorry, Luka ...
Marinette’s words echoing in his head as he tries to shake his head of the image.
❝ It’s not her fault. It’s not Adrien’s either ... Still ... This heartbreak is bittersweet. ❞
accept my humble offering lukanette nation
I AM SCREAMING
excidium:
With no words left for him to exchange with the other, he only smiled in appreciation and nodded. When it came to his problems, Adrien was and extremely tight lipped individual. It seemed that whenever he expressed his difficulties that he had with his personal life, they would somehow only get worse. Luka wasn’t guilty of this – but his other friends tended to push their way into the situation out of worry. And while the teen appreciated the concern, his Father wasn’t an ordinary person to deal with. Any act of retaliation always led to further punishment. It didn’t matter whether Adrien was simply saying no to something, or if his friends were just standing up for him. Good intentions were what had led Gabriel to labeling Nino was a “bad influence” and forbidding him from entering the Agreste property, and it was also what always led to him further doubling down on his suffocating rules and regulations.
Still, it was always nice to be able to play and harmonize with Luka. He wasn’t someone who pushed him to open up, and he also wasn’t someone who would confront Gabriel and accidentally make things worse. While the blonde loved that his friends cared so much for his well being, he also wished that sometimes they would just listen to him instead of automatically trying to take action on his behalf. Sometimes he was just looking for an outlet; not necessarily a call to action. And over time, these incidents only lead to him being more and more secretive about any aspect of his home life… However, this sentiment never affected how he played his music.
Adrien was a very emotionally driven pianist. It was why his music suffered if he didn’t feel a connection to the song he was playing, and why his performances tended to be stronger during improv sessions. Gabriel didn’t understand this of course, as it was highly unconventional. Still, Adrien trusted Luka with his music. And right now, he just needed the keys to guide him through what he was feeling.
His fingers rested on the keys of the portable keyboard that he had brought with him, green hues lightly analyzing them as he thought of how to start his song. Once he decided on where to start, his fingers began to lightly dance across the white rectangles. A few key presses in, and he allowed his eyes to flutter closed. He found that if he was playing something soft and slow, it helped not to focus so much on what notes he was going to press. It usually inhibited the message he was trying to get across. If he focused too hard, the melody usually came out more serious and intense rather than subtle and sad.
The impromptu song started out softly and slowly, nearly fading away into the background as the sound of the pressed keys faded the longer they were held. The subtly was intentional, to give those listening the need to pay attention in order to hear the tune. If it was forgotten about because they lost interest or began listening to something else… well, that was the point. As the song continued, the key presses picked up in tempo and became bolder – but they never became harsh or demanding. They gave a sense of light desperation and pleading perhaps, but it wasn’t a sound that would forcefully grab one’s attention if they were focused on something else.
The melody ended the same way that it had started – with notes that subtly faded away into the background noise. It was hard to tell when the song had actually ended, just as it was hard to tell when it had began. It was a lovely tune with a lot of meaning woven into each of the notes that he had chosen to play. Perhaps the message was subtle to those who didn’t know him or music, but the message was true to his vision. He didn’t feel as if he was being heard.
There was frustrations from both ends included within the song. The frustration of people not listening closely enough to him, as well as his frustrations with himself that he didn’t feel like he was being loud or assertive enough in his relationships with others. And perhaps it was because he felt that he couldn’t.
A few moments after he had finished playing and had given the song time to settle, he put his hands in his lap and opened his eyes to look up at the older teen. ❝ How was that? ❞ He asked after a moment, though not as hesitantly as he once would have when their friendship first began.
「 ✖ ✖ ━ 。
He watched as Adrien sat down and started playing, his eyes shifting closed as he started to play. The few notes in gave Luka a good enough picture of where the piece was going along with the feeling the blonde was trying to convey. It was a little disheartening that a model would feel this way, someone that was consistently in the spot light but never actually heard -- trained to do what he didn’t want to do or say in some cases. Luka’s eyes looked to his guitar. Was this a time to step in or was this a time to listen to his music in order to show how he feels.
If he didn’t join in then Adrien would surely ask him as to why he didn’t. Maybe there could be a way to help comfort these emotions the blonde was having, and his electric guitar wasn’t the one for this moment. Pulling the strap off of his shoulders he swapped it for his acoustic guitar and started to play along side him. The tone Luka chose was something that echoed Adrien’s song, when the tone got more desperate he allowed his fingers to slide across the neck of the guitar and helped the song stand out just a little more before returning to a similar tone as the beginning.
Music wasn’t about not being heard, no matter what emotion that was conveyed though any art form was supposed to be appreciated and enjoyed with others. There were songs that even moved Luka to tears if he heard them and this was pretty close. As the song ended Luka stood there for a minute assessing what he could understand through Adrien’s music. He had heard that some artists make certain songs to convey how happy, sad or a variety of other emotions they were feeling at the time.
It was the sound of Adrien’s voice that snapped him out of the haze of understanding the song. He was trapped ... Trapped like a bird in a cage under his father’s control.
❝ ... It was amazing ❞
The male said with a smile as he set the guitar down.
❝ You’re extremely talented, Adrien. I think if you felt like you wanted to take your career into music you would probably surpass me. ❞
He said with a small laugh. Maybe addressing what he assumed from his music wasn’t the smartest idea. Encouraging him to do what he wanted seemed like a better and more natural route, after all his future didn’t always reside in someone else’s vision of them.
❝ I hope what I added to the song didn’t overpower what you were trying to convey. ❞
1. ( ALIAS / NAME ) —— Aqua
2. ( BIRTHDAY ) —— September 8th
3. ( ZODIAC SIGN ) —— Virgo
4. ( HEIGHT ) —— 5′5″
5. ( HOBBIES ) —— Video games, watching Anime, cosplaying, singing, drawing, longboarding
6. ( FAVORITE COLOR ) —— Blue
7. ( FAVORITE BOOKS ) —— ... Oof I haven’t read books in a long time
8. ( LAST SONG LISTENED TO ) —— Maria by Hwasa ft. Duanyi
9. ( LAST FILM OR SHOW WATCHED ) —— That time I was reincarnated as a slime
10. ( INSPIRATION FOR MUSE(S) ) —— In a lot of ways I see parts of myself in a lot of characters, when I was a teen I wanted blue hair and wanted to learn how to play the guitar. -- But what I really connected with was Luka’s personality. A lot of my friends say that I’m too nice to people especially when it comes to people I care about but they still treat me like shit down the road. I felt that his sincerity towards his peers reflected how “too kind” I am to others.
11. ( STORY BEHIND URL ) - OH! I came across a post once that claimed that luka was like a blueberry, but a lot of people also referred to Marinette as a Blueberry so I thought it was a cute connection. Serpent was because his kwami is Sass. So blueberryserpent sounded super cute.
Tagged by: @excidium
Tagging: who ever would like to!
excidium:
While it was true that lately Adrien had been telling lies in order to leave the mansion, he had began to suspect that his Father was catching on. Gabriel Agreste was many things, but foolish wasn’t one of them. He was a powerful man with a lot of friends and eyes around Paris. he knew that eventually, word would get back to him that Kagami wasn’t always the one who he was hanging around with. While sometimes he was truthful about his plans with his fencing buddy – the majority of the time he wasn’t.
At first, Gabriel had no reason to suspect that his son was lying to him about his now frequent outings. He knew he had conditioned his son very well to a structured routine that he was afraid to break, so he didn’t see any reason why he would. Lately however, Adrien knew that he was becoming suspicious. He was asking far too many questions, and insisting his bodyguard follow him for longer lengths of time. And that’s what worried him.
His Father often used regulating his school attendance and social outings as a way of punishment and discipline. He knew if he was caught disobeying and lying to him to this extent, he may not be allowed to class for at least the rest of the year. He had been punished worse for far less before. It was a potential consequence that weighed very heavily on him, and the guilt was slowly eating away at his conscious.
He was so caught up in his worrying, that he had nearly missed that Luka’s attention was now fully on him. As if he knew his current expression was knitted with worry, his famous “model smile” returned to his face. Anyone who knew him well enough knew façade well, but it was still foolproof for the general public’s viewing. And he hoped at least, it was enough to fool his friends sometimes too.
❝ Sorry about that, Luka. My mind was on something else. ❞ He said sincerely, his voice not giving a clear indicator of the worry that he had previously expressed in silence. He was quick to move off the subject, however. ❝ I was thinking… maybe today we could just harmonize and write as we go along? I understand if you want to practice some Kitty Section songs instead, though. ❞
「 ✖ ✖ ━ 。
The look across Adrien’s face was concerning, as a friend he felt the slight urge to press on the matter but maybe it was better if the blonde told him on his own accord? Anyone who watched Adrien close enough would know if something was on his mind. Maybe the subject was more for Nino to handle than himself - after all words were never his forte - maybe though his music Luka would be able to tell how he feels which seemed the safer option.
When the blonde finally responded the raven smiled back. Fingers softly touching the strings he lightly strummed and reached for the head of the guitar to tune the strings. Getting practice with the others was more of the issue with the main group they needed to make sure that they were in sync, on beat and of course not out of practice. Making music with Adrien was fun and easily took his mind off of any trouble he might have.
❝ I was thinking the same thing. ❞
Luka said as he strummed one more time and nodded happily to the guitar that was now in tune. What kind of song would Adrien come up with this time? Luka hoped that this jam session would be able to cheer up Adrien even if it was just for a moment.
❝ Why don’t you start and I’ll follow you. ❞
「 ✖ ✖ ━ 。
Lately everything seemed like everything was going smoothly. Adrien seemed to escape the wrath of his father so long as it Kagami was mentioned and even at times joining in and playing with Kitty Section just for fun. Lately the two boys have been bonding over the slight improv session that they have been having. For Luka it was great to experience music with more artists than Kitty Section and a small handful of his own friends. Putting the guitar around his shoulder he glanced over at the blonde who seemed to be a little troubled? Or was he just imagining it?
❝ -- Hey Adrien. ❞
The older male spoke up as he walked over to him.
❝ Is there any song you have in mind that you might want to play today? ❞
( @excidium )
some one word prompts . ( send one of the words for our muses to interact based off that word )
goodbye : my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye.
secrets : my muse sharing/confiding their deepest, darkest secret with your muse.
nightmare : my muse coming to your muses aid when they awake from a nightmare.
push : my muse pushing your muse out of the way of danger.
embrace : my muse abruptly throwing their arms around your muse, hugging them tightly.
bloody : my muse coming to your muse with blood stains on their clothes and hands, shaking.
drunk : my muse takes care of your muse while they are in a drunken state.
bed : my muse wakes up in the same bed as your muse with little recollection of the night before.
slap : my muse slaps your muse across the face out of anger.
gone : my muse stays by your muses side while they take their last breath.
scream : my muse hears your muse scream and quickly runs to their side.
sleep : my muse falls asleep on your muse, making it hard for my muse to leave.
stalk : my muse gets caught by your muse trailing behind them, watching them.
sacrifice : my muse jumps in front of your muse, sacrificing their life for your muses life.
trail : my muse watches as your muse traces one of my muses scares, asking them about it.
love : my muse confronts your muse about why they never say ’ i love you ’ back.
piggyback : my muse jumps on your muses back, my muse gives yours a piggyback ride.
jump : my muse runs to your muse and jumps up, my muse holding yours up by their thighs.
dance : my muse holds their hand out, waiting for your muse to come out and slow dance with them.
carry : my muse carries your muse to their house, either drunk, or a weakened state, can specify.
lighter : my muse pulls out a lighter and lights it for your muse to use to light their cigarette.
shot : my muse gets shot and struggles to your muses house for aid.
wound : my muse patches and bandages a wound your muse has gotten.
fight : my muse stops your muse from getting into a physical fight with someone else.
arrest : your muse finds my muse arrested in cuffs with swarming police everywhere.
hospital : my muse awakens in a hospital, finding your muse by their side, asking what happened.
gun : my muse pulls out a gun on your muse, your muse tries to talk them into putting the gun down.
betrayal : my muse finds out that your muse has betrayed them in same way and confronts them about it.
nude : my muse walks in on your muse accidentally seeing them naked.
karaoke : my muse pulls your muse up on stage with them to sing some karaoke songs.
laughter : my muse hears your muse laughing uncontrollably and approaches to see if they are okay.
murder : my muse walks in on your muse committing a gruesome murder.
wet : my muse strips down to their under garments and runs into the water, motioning for your muse to join them.
This is dumb
「 ✖ ✖ ━ 。
Luka could hardly believe the lyrics to this song and the beat was just so beautiful that it resonated so well. he strummed along to the song and then started signing in a lower tone to the beautiful song.
❝ Maria, Maria -- I’m saying this for you, it’s a shining night, Don’t torture yourself.
Oh~ Maria, I’m saying this for you, why are you trying to hard, You’re already beautiful. ❞
spottedbugaboo:
You saw that too, right?
The quick wink throws her for a loop. Hands that hand been previously reaching steadily for her phone now donned a slight tremble. The combination of the song, even though she knew the words weren’t actually his, and the wink sent her mind racing. It’s just a friendly thing because they’re just friends. Just really good friends!
With her emotions swirling, her cheeks heating up, and her hands now shaking, it’s no wonder her phone slipped right between her hands as she tried to pick it up.
Hurry up! She can’t help but scold herself. Here he was waiting to sing this song (again) for her to record and she can’t even hold a phone correctly. “Oh- uh.. I’m sorry Luka.” She stands up throwing her bag over her shoulder before bending down to reach for the phone.
“You must know what a klutz I am.”
「 ✖ ✖ ━ 。
He watched as Marinette fumbled her phone. She was so eager to record him playing the song and singing that she must have not been paying attention when the electronic slipped through her fingers. The boy smiled as he moved a little close to her and glanced at the screen of her phone, thankfully it wasn’t broken. Pulling away he smiled at her again before speaking.
❝ It’s okay Marinette. Just take your time, thankfully your phone doesn’t have a crack in it. I’m sure it would be upsetting if you couldn’t talk to your friends. ❞
-- Technically he was a part of the friend group but he was more concerned about her school friend group than himself. After all they always saw each other when Kitty Section were doing rehearsals. Placing his fingers on the first cord of the song he waited until Marinette pointed the camera towards him.
Once she was ready he started singing, this time his voice started off soft hiding the emotion behind his voice, as the Chorus came along he started to get more passionate with the lyrics, each paragraph of the song getting deeper with each passing word as he performs for Marinette under the dark light sky.
Oh I just can’t take it, my heart is racing, emotions keep spilling out ~
Dark blue eyes gaze in her direction. If he did this would she understand how he felt? -- No, maybe it needed to be more clear. He continued on with the song until it came to near the end he walked towards her and got close enough that maybe just one action could easily show what he thought.
❝ Oh ~ I’m falling for ya. ❞
He sang as he leaned in and lightly pressed his lips against her cheek and pulled away with a soft caring smile dancing on his lips.
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