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"Are you Glen Miller? Because I took one look at you and I'm In The Mood."
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WIP Wednesday: 04.17.2024
This was not supposed to be an entire series rewrite??? And it's not??? Sorta???
...anyway, we're Mystik Spiral Kitty Section, but we're thinking of changing our name.
It all came together so quickly after that.
While Rose was out, they hauled some equipment up to the roof: a drum kit that was hanging around the basement studio (that Jagged hadn’t actually used since the air had broken), Juleka’s bass, Luka’s favorite guitar, and a few amps.  They spitballed ideas while Rose was gone, tossing around potential band names and set lists.  When Rose finally came back, a mountain of a boy was lurking behind her.
“Ivan!” Marinette cried, her eyes widening in surprise.  He waved sheepishly while he rubbed the back of his neck with his other hand, his eyes trained on the floor.  His face looked flushed, but that could have been the heat.  “You play?”
“…a bit, yeah,” he mumbled.  “Myles says I’m good, but I think she’s biased.”
But as it turned out, Mylène wasn’t biased.  Ivan was honestly, truly good.
“…this might actually work,” Luka said, nodding as Rose screamed a metal version of his dad’s first single into the mic.  He turned to Marinette with a grin.  “Sure you don’t want to join?  We have a tambourine hanging around somewhere.  Anyone can play a tambourine.”
“Weren’t the tambourine players mostly eye candy?” she asked, her nose scrunching adorably.  He chuckled and shrugged, looking back at the little makeshift stage they had set up.
“Maybe,” he said.  His smile softened.  “Maybe I just like having you around.  It could be something fun to do together, like Rose said.  Maybe we’re all gonna suck and the band’s gonna need some eye candy to distract whoever’s watching from how bad we sound.”
Her eyes widened at the look he gave her, heat flooding her face.  She turned back to the stage with a cough, shaking her head.
“I-impossible,” she said, sitting up straighter.  “You can’t suck — you’re performing on a Jagged Stone album, Luka.  You’re amazing.”
“That’s not skill, though,” he said, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees.  “That’s nepotism.  You know there’s no way I’d be on the track if I wasn’t his kid.”
“Give yourself some credit,” she huffed.  “XY being top of the charts?  That’s nepotism.  You know the only reason that idiot’s gotten anywhere is because his dad owns the label.  You, though?  Yeah, your dad being who he is helps, but you’re good, Luka.  He wouldn’t let you play if you weren’t — you know it’s just as much about making himself look good as it is giving you a foot in the door.”
He couldn’t stop the little smile that quirked his lips as he glanced back at her.
“Not a big XY fan?” he asked, and she snorted as she tipped her head back.  His smile grew a little at the indignant expression on her face.
“Please,” she tsked.  “I like real musicians.  Besides, I’m kinda over blonds.”
He looked like he wanted to say more, but the song was wrapping up and Rose was calling for his attention again.
“So?” she asked, bouncing by the mic.  “Is he in?”
He glanced back at Marinette, who was grinning at him as she nodded, and he sighed as he shrugged.
“Ok, if Ivan’s cool with it, I’m in,” he said, and Rose’s squeal — especially echoed back in the mic — was loud enough to make them both wince.  She started jumping and turned to Juleka, throwing her arms around her neck and hopping onto her.  Luka laughed as Ivan nodded, saying he was in, and whistled to catch Rose’s attention.  “Ok, ok!  Rose, since this is your band…what should we call ourselves, anyway?”
“How about…” Rose hummed, tapping on her chin as she looked up.  She looked back at Luka with a manic grin, snapping her fingers.  “Kitty Section!  And I have just the song to debut at the festival!”
“…o…k,” Luka said, nodding.  “I can roll with that.  Heard weirder names.  Do we even want to know what the song’s about?”
Rose’s grin was as dangerous as ever, her eyes lighting up in a way they had all learned to be wary of over the years.
“Unicorns.”
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Every summer I forget how much I fucking love spiders I’ve drunk one every day this week
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Last song: It's bouncing between "London" by Wrabel & Cam and "Stuck In The Moment" by Mat Kearney. They've been very helpful for All These Signs 😘
Favorite color: Turquoise/teal, but my style has been described as "rainbow vomit" before. I just love color 🖤
Currently Watching: I started rewatching the Resident over break. I'm starting to question that, though, because as much as I love Matt Czuchry this show I just got to the covid episodes this morning and stuff hurt once S4 hit 😂
Sweet/Savory/Spicy: Depends? A mix of all? 😂 I keep nuts at my desk to power through the afternoons. Right now they're strawberry yogurt covered almonds, I had a pack of tajin toasted corn for a bit, and there was a point I had pickle-flavored cashews. Idk man I like Weird Stuff 😂
Relationship Status: Happily single with no plans to change and twitchy eyerolls when family & coworkers hint now there's a nice-looking someone 🙃
Current Obsession: *taps the sign* Writing-wise, All these Signs, the soulmate AU that was only supposed to be a 5k oneshot inspired by Rierse's soulmate fic that has somehow turned into 30k/18ch and growing. But "Chronically Obsessed Fangirl", so it varies by moment? Wait for this summer the Walking Dead fan is coming back and Queen Carol will be all y'all's problem. 😁
Last thing I googled: ... @rierse "chloroform" because for a second I couldn't remember if I was spelling it right or if "chlorophyll" was honestly what I was thinking 😂 (The Disco is a crazy place, y'all 😂)
I think you got everyone I would have tagged sooooo... @loulou-699 @dandhisdolls @myazael @the-drokainian @nicktrugs @plotbunnypettingzoo ? (No pressure at all I'm just grabbing names I see a lot but haven't interacted with much? *waving from the corner* hiiiiiiii 🖤)
thank you @andrwminward !! 9 people you’d like to get to know better
last song: kill her freak out by samia 🩵🩵
favorite color: green !!!
currently watching: women’s d1 ncaa swimming and diving champs 🫶
sweet/savory/spicy: SPICY !! yay
relationship status: single but maybe not for much longer !?!
current obsession: honestly not much rn. working on some new ocs and continuing a fic
last thing you googled: how is college diving scored
no pressure tag: @fromjannah @bnsfrailway @grieving4theliving @mildew-dread-mold @speciouspessimism @littlelesbianlegend @declanshole @likeconcorde and anyone else who wants to 💖
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me writing: i am a god and reality bends to my whims
me proofreading: im too stupid to be alive
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@livrever
Literally the first thought I had was käänteiskentauri
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i mean this so seriously if you have any sort of creative project you can and should be a little obsessed with it. you should reread your own writing and look at your own art and brag about your ocs its literally good for your health
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Reblog to let your followers know that despite your current obsession your previous obsessions still exist and are simply lying dormant until they awaken and strike again
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Six Sentence Sunday: 04.14.2024
“Luka!” she cried, dropping the money she had been counting and rushing around the counter to him. He was panting, like he had run the entire way there, and soaked — like he had done that running in the rain without a coat. Which was very likely, as it had started pouring a good ten minutes ago. His shoes squeaked against the linoleum as he skidded to a halt in front of her. His hands were on her shoulders before she could speak, and she reached up to hold his wrists in a daze. What on earth…?
“You can tell him no,” he said, his expression hard and words breathless.
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*slips this across a bar counter*
Did you ever think about how Silencer got super into character when he used somebody’s voice? Hm? Did you think about how Luka might be able to mimic somebody’s speech well? Have you ever thought about Voice Actor!Luka who sometimes mimics people eerily well as a party trick? Or uses voices in stories to entertain kids? Or something more?
Consider.
*tips my fedora and leaves*
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due to inflation you must answer my riddles five
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TikTokers are such pussies when it comes to ships. “B-but they’re not canon 🥺🥺🥺😭😭😖😖” honey back in my day we shipped characters from entirely different medias uphill both ways in the snow
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LBSC Sprint Challenge April 2024
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The LBSC Sprint Challenge is now open for writers and artists! The prompts are:
1. "Guess what I just did?" 2. “I knew she was the one when she tried to flirt and ended up breaking my nose.” 3. When Luka's new single drops a few days ahead of Jagged's, for one shining moment he was #1 on the charts while Jagged was #20, and Luka will never let him live it down. 4. Hawkmoth is standing right there & you can't transform. What's a desperate superhero to do? 5. "I wish I had princess energy instead of feral gremlin energy but here we are." 6. Wildcard - pick any previous challenge prompt, or play LBSC Smooch Roulette to generate a prompt!
You have until Wednesday, May 1 to complete your 3 15-minute sprints/45 minute art sprint and post the results. Once you’ve completed the sprints, you have 24 hours to edit (which can include some new writing to smooth transitions and make it feel complete, and whatever work you feel appropriate to get your art to a state you consider ‘finished’).
Please note you may sprint in the language of your choice, and you can either translate the final fic before posting, post it in the original language, or both as you choose. You can join us on the LBSC discord or sprint on your own! Just be sure to tag @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers in your final post so we will see it and reblog it. The rest of the rules can be found here under the cut.
Rules!
We’ll post a beginning and end date to the challenge, and a prompt.
Writers, If you choose to participate in the event, write for that prompt in up to three 15 minute sprints. No writing outside the sprints until you have completed all three! After the 3 sprints are complete, you have 24 hours to edit (which can include some new writing to smooth transitions, etc). You can also choose to break that 45 minutes up differently if you find a different split works better for you.  After those 24 hours, post what you’ve got. Tag your posts with @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers so we can reblog it to the LBSC blog. If you post your work on AO3 or somewhere other than Tumblr, you can leave a link in our ask box or in the appropriate discord channel so we can be sure to promote it. After the designated challenge end date, we’ll compile a listing of the submissions and post it to the LBSC blog.
Feel free to sprint in whatever language is most comfortable to you! You can post it in your own language or translate it before posting, or both!
Artists, you have 45 minutes to sketch and 24 hours to do any cleanup or coloring you’d like to complete. You can split your 45 minutes up however you like, or not at all. There’s no requirements on your finished piece, just aim for whatever goal seems challenging but achievable to you.  Tag your posts with @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers so we can reblog it to the LBSC blog. If you post your work on Instagram or somewhere other than Tumblr, you can leave a link in our ask box or in the appropriate discord channel so we can be sure to promote it. After the designated challenge end date, we’ll compile a listing of the submissions and post it to the LBSC blog.
If you’re wavering as to whether or not you think you can accomplish anything in 45 minutes, we really encourage you to give the challenge a try. You may be surprised what you can do! Feel free to join us in the discord linked above so we can encourage and cheer you on.
Obviously, this has to run a bit on the honor system and we won’t be tracking your times, but please do your best to honor the spirit of the challenge! If your sprint fic becomes an Entire Thing (these things happen sometimes) and you want to continue it, feel free! However, please still post whatever you’ve got after your 3 sprints with the tag. No fair busting out a fully polished fic or art without showing us what it looked like at the challenge stage!
We want to keep this a positive space and event! This does NOT mean that you can’t write or draw anything critical of a character or episode, but it isn’t the space for character bashing or hate either. Please keep the characters in character and save the more speculative work for another time. NSFW sprint works are permitted but must be tagged appropriately (please use “NSFW LBSC sprint challenge” for easy filtering on the blog) and with appropriate warnings.  (More FAQ about the process here)
This is a Lukanette blog and a Lukanette event, so while Lukanette does not need to be the main ship, it needs to at least be included or referenced and considered endgame (in other words, they don’t have to be together by the end of your work, but the intent is that they’re headed in that direction). The decision about what qualifies for reblog rests solely with the LBSC moderators. If a piece hasn’t been reblogged within a couple of days, either the mods felt the piece didn’t meet the criteria or it was simply missed; you are welcome to reach out in the asks to inquire which. There are plenty of other spaces out there for other ships and OT3s, and people are welcome to use the challenge rules and prompts to write for their own ships! They just won’t be reblogged to the LBSC blog, and we ask that you please not use the event tag (a modified form is fine - “InsertAlternateShipName sprint challenge” instead of “LBSC sprint challenge,” for example).
Happy sprinting!
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WIP Wednesday: 04.10.2024
I think I've added another two chapters to this fic because Jagged, and I'm not even sorry.
Juleka had called Rose in the next day, and they shanghaied Marinette for a day of cheesy romcoms, mani pedis, and too much ice cream. They had all been sprawled out on the couch, passing a bowl of popcorn between them, when Jagged had shambled down the stairs in gold-striped boxers and a purple tank top, his hair a mess and his socks falling off his feet. Luka had been in the middle of saying something to her when she squeaked, and he looked away from the screen to find her eyes were wide and her mouth was hanging open.
“Oh my God, it’s Jagged Stone!” she hissed when he poked her arm, and he turned to find her staring at his dad as said dad scratched his stomach and yawned. Luka groaned and threw a pillow at him.
“Gross, Dad!” he called. “Put some fucking pants on!”
“My house, kid!” Jagged snapped back as he chucked the pillow back towards the couch. Luka caught it before it could hit Marinette in the face. “I’ll wear pants when I damn well feel like it! After coffee!”
He continued on to the kitchen, and Luka rolled his eyes before looking back at Marinette. She was still staring after his dad with wide eyes, a light blush on her face. He reached over and laid a hand on her knee.
“Hey, you ok?” he asked.
“It’s just Dad,” Juleka said, looking over Rose’s head at her. Rose was oblivious, squealing as something happened on screen and crushing the popcorn in her hand as she wiggled. “You knew who our dad was.”
“I know, but…I mean he’s never here!” Marinette hissed, gesturing blindly. “I’ve never actually met him before!”
“Rock ‘n roll is busy work,” Jagged’s sleep-grumbled voice said beside her, and Marinette squeaked and threw herself into Luka as she turned and found Jagged Stone leaning against the back of the couch, right beside her. He grinned at her and held out a hand. “Hey. I’m Jay.”
“She knows who you are, Dad,” Luka said, rolling his eyes. He squeezed her shoulders, rubbing them absently as she shook against him. “She’s kind of a huge fan.”
“No shit?” Jagged laughed, Marinette nodded mutely, and he wiggled his fingers at her. “You ok there, kid?”
“FINE!” Marinette screeched, and when Jagged’s eyebrows rose she groaned and slapped her burning face in her hands. “I-I mean yes! Sorry! I…oh my God, kill me now…”
“Dad, this is Marinette,” Juleka drawled, grinning at her when she peeked out over her fingertips. “Our friend from school.”
“’Friend’, huh? You two seemed pretty close last night,” Jagged said, grinning at Luka. He wiggled his fingers again as Luka groaned. Marinette smiled nervously and took his hand, giving it a timid shake. “Nice to meet you, Marinette.”
“S-same,” she said. “I…I really am a big fan. Your last album got me through finals.”
“Don’t tell him that — his ego’s big enough,” Luka groaned.
“Is that so?” Jagged laughed, giving her hand a firmer shake. “Happy to help. I like her, Lu.”
“Dad,” Luka hissed, but Jagged just waved him off and told them all to behave (the fact that it was Jagged meant none of them took him seriously). He was off to the basement studio with a mug of coffee and a plate a few minutes later, and Luka sighed as he dropped his head back against the couch. “You get used to him. Sorry.”
But Marinette just smiled and settled against him, reaching for the popcorn as she turned her attention back to the movie. If Juleka shot him a look over her soulmate’s head when Marinette stayed there, tucked against him, Luka pretended to ignore it.
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