#mlb x reader

summary: luka's head tilts whenever he's confused and you think its the cutest thing ever.

a/n: head tilts are one of my greatest weaknesses, so this is basically just an excuse to write it and i love luka so 🤷‍♀️ its a win-win for me.

word count: 268 words

"(y/n)"

no, no. don't do it. please i beg.

"is there something wrong?"

and there it is.

curse you luka couffaine, and your cuteness

that cursed confused expression was the absolute bane of your existence

the slight furrow in his brow, the small pout, and that stupid

head tilt.

a head tilt that makes his hair flop just right.

a head tilt that reminds you of a puppy.

curse you luka couffaine, and your cuteness

there was a hand on your shoulder that snapped you out of your trance.

"(y/n), are you alright?"

you raised your hands and slapped them onto his cheeks, moving his head upright, "yeah i'm fine", your eyes narrowed as you pulled his face closer, "but you are too cute for your own good right now"

a small smile graced his face, his hands coming up to rest on top of yours, "and how is that?"

"because of that stupid head tilt that you do whenever you're confused", you huffed out a puff of air, "i swear it could rival a puppy's".

you felt his cheek muscles tense as his grin widened, "is that so?", he took your hands into his and pulled them away from his face, putting them in between the two of you, "i don't know if i should take that as a compliment or not"

your eyes narrowed even further, glancing down at your joined hands, "take it as a compliment, cause that's as sappy as i'm getting today"

he pressed a kiss to your knuckles, "i couldn't ask for anymore"

curse you, luka couffaine and your cuteness

Tw: Slight! Yandere Tendencies

Please don't read this if you are uncomfortable with the yandere! Platonic Pairing: Yandere! Adrien x Reader tw: platonic obsession, strict parental control I’m so sorry you had to wait sooo long 〒▽〒 I hope even this late reply will still make you happy (╯▽╰ ) (I also have your other request about Mari and cousin reader.)

-Let’s start with the fact that the difference between you and Adrian is actually quite small. Adrian is truly happy to be your brother. He can’t even imagine life without you. After all, you’re the only close person he has. Nathalie takes care of you both, but she keeps her distance for many personal reasons. Gabriel… well, you know.

-Because of the home environment, Adrian has unintentionally taken on a parental role toward you. He instinctively tries to give you the love and care that Gabriel doesn’t.

-Gabriel, even in the original, is obsessed with the idea of bringing back his wife, Adrian’s mother. Having a daughter among his children drives him even further into madness. He loves you, but his children need a mother. His daughter needs a mother. And so, he feels he must try even harder.

-When Gabriel isn’t busy with work, he becomes more of a warden than a father. Not because he loves you any less - it’s just that you remind him of Emilie. Deep inside, he’s long carried an uncontrollable fear that something might happen to you too. That’s why he’s even stricter with you than with Adrian.

-If Adrian is being taught discipline, then you are being kept in a bubble that symbolizes safety. He forbids you from working in the modeling industry. Even if you cry and beg him to let you follow in your brother’s footsteps, he is relentless and will not give in. He limits your presence at social events, brushing it off by saying you’re still too young, even though Adrian started attending them at a much younger age. If he could, he would hide you from the entire world. Only Nathalie occasionally reminds him that you’re a human being, not a collectible item. You need at least minimal social interaction. You need friends, so you don’t break.

-Adrian will do everything in his power to make you happy. You are the only reason he manages to overcome his fear and defy his father’s rules. He believes it’s his duty to adapt to the world as best as he can so that he can be there for you. He secretly takes you out into the city for walks (which isn’t easy, considering he’s a celebrity, but he tries). He helps you with your homework (even though you already have tutors). He’s happy to introduce you to his friends, because more than anyone, he understands how destructive isolation can be.

-He often comforts you when you feel sad (it’s easy to lose strength in the cold atmosphere of your home and with such a demanding schedule). You’ve cried into his shirts more than once. Adrian would never wish akumatization upon you, but he’s honestly surprised it hasn’t happened to you yet.

-Sometimes he lets you sleep in his bed. Knowing that you’re safe and nearby helps him relax. He even sleeps more soundly when he can hear your breathing.

-When Adrian imagines you not being there, he gets genuinely scared. His breathing falters, his palms start to sweat. His heart aches, and a lump forms in his throat. A single thought is enough to send him into panic.

-Your relationships with anyone are strictly taboo. No exceptions. This is probably the only thing Adrian and Gabriel voluntarily agree on.

-Adrian spent a long time thinking about whether or not to tell you that he’s Cat Noir. At first, he followed Ladybug’s opinion and decided it would put you in danger. But then you started noticing his strange behavior, his constant disappearances, and the smell of cheese in his room, and he had no choice but to confess. He felt incredible relief afterward and even regretted not telling you sooner. You quickly got along with Plagg, cleverly taking advantage of his love for cheese (which made you his second favorite person).

-One day, Plagg joked that you could take Cat Noir’s place if anything ever happened. And sweet, kind Adrian immediately turned grumpy and irritated. (Later, when you couldn’t hear, he even threatened to send Plagg back to the miraculous guardian for making such jokes.)

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⟢ content warning : one-shot , adrienette , younger!reader

luka couffaine is the friend you will always go to to get advice. his wise words able to resolve all the issues you could have. but the reality of luka couffaine is that even though he can listen to the melody of other people's hearts and guide them to what they really want. he's unable to feel a difference in his own.

“you are not able to get over your first love”, they say. a feeling luka knows all too well. but he doesn’t want that—to be stuck in the past, clinging to the girl he once thought of. he doesn't feel like that is the path he wants to follow. yet something inside keeps him tied to it. his heart yearns for something different, but the echoes of the past still make it hard to hear anything new.

during a gathering, luka’s fingers strummed his guitar while many of his friends sat around him, enjoying the sound of the boy’s playing. they all knew he had talent. after all, he was known as a prodigy. while his fingers focused on the strings, luka’s eyes focused on two things. first, sitting among the small crowd in front of him was a couple that seemed to be smiling from ear to ear. the hand of the blonde boy rested on top of his girlfriend’s. her blue eyes locked in on his. she never looked at luka that way before.

luka himself knew not to be offended by his ex-girlfriends past actions. as for the little time he was with her, he tried to force the idea that she loved him into his head. definitely not something he’s proud of.

his gaze drifted to the second thing that caught his eye. the girl sitting near by, laughing softly as she whispered something to her friend zoé. the smiley girl was a year younger than the rest, but she blended with the friend group so easily. and luka knew why. maybe it was a mix of things, but he likes to think it was her gentle nature. the kind that made people feel at ease.

luka, who always felt the need to bring peace to others, found that with her, he finally felt it himself. it was comfortable, being next to her, like he didn't owe anything to anyone. her way just made things feel real.

after he played a few more songs, everyone just returned to conversations. luka, stood up and approached the punch, his throat sore and in need of something refreshing. while pouring himself a cup he heard a delicate voice from behind.

“you sounded so good.”

he turned his head at her voice and met her eyes, making his heart flutter at the sight. “you think so?” he replied back to her.

she nodded her head, her grin becoming wider. “i think it was awesome, you truly are incredible luka couffaine.”

there it was again. that feeling. like his heart was shifting keys mid-song. it was so strange, unexpected, but not unwelcome.

he swallowed, trying to regain his composure. “thank you.” he said, a little quieter than normal.

she tilted her head slightly, as if debating something before shaking the thought away and smiling again. “you should teach me how to play sometime.”

a laugh threatened to escape him, not because he found it funny, but because of course she would say something like that. his fingers curled slightly, recalling the feeling of the strings beneath them. then he pictured her with her hands on a guitar. his guitar. and there was the flutter again, how can this keep happening?

“yeah, yeah.” he said, trying to sound casual but the words coming out a little too eager. he cleared his throat before speaking again. “i can teach you.” and once again he felt his heart going faster. as if she was killing him softly with her words and looks. but for luka it felt like the notes of his new favorite song.

as the night carried on, luka found his eyes going back to her, and his body moving closer to her presence than he intended to. it wasn't just the way her lips moved when she talked, or how her eyes reflected the dim glow of the fairy lights above. it was the way she understood. she wasn't just hearing his music, she was feeling it.

at one point, she laughed at something zoé said, and the sound tugged on his chest in a way that he hadn't expected. like a guitar that had just been strung. the vibrations feeling like a quiet hum settling beneath his ribs. it wasn’t loud or overwhelming, just a gentle presence, steady and real, like something waiting to be acknowledged. it was warm, easy, and unburdened. so unlike the emotions he used to chase.

he never had to wonder what she was thinking, never had to decode the meaning behind her words. she was simply there, and for the first time in a long while, he realized how much he liked that.

and yet, somehow, the thought of feeling something different, something new, made his fingers tense against the strings of his guitar. was it really that simple?

he had spent countless nights believing that love was something difficult. that it came with waiting, longing, and trying to be what someone else needed. but this? this didn't feel like chasing something just out of reach. it didn't feel like random chords thrown together. it felt like a progression—each note falling into place, creating the perfect harmonic tune. it felt right.

and maybe that was the biggest surprise of all. not that he was moving on, but that he already had.

“you okay?” her voice spoke from behind, softly but curious. luka blinked. snapping back to reality.

“yeah,” he breathed out, giving her a small smile. and maybe for the first time, he actually meant those words.

while looking at her bright eyes and soft lips, and the look of genuine care in her face. it had finally hit him. not in a grand, sweeping way, but in the quiet certainty of a heart that had already moved on before he even noticed.

after always feeling like his life was played to the tune of the same song. that the strings on his guitar were only capable of playing that same melody. he has finally realized that his life cannot be told by the same repeated sounds. the strings of his guitar can play different songs. his heart has a different tune now. it’s not the same overused one that has dictated him for so long. it’s a new song. a new song made for her.

Felix Fathom in love with you headcanons.

Summary: It wasn't in Felix's plans to fall in love, but with each day that passed and his thoughts returned to you, he fell into reality.

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You two met through Adrien. Since you and his cousin went to the same school, you seemed to be good friends and you would go support him when he played with the band Kitty Section. It was a certain day where you were with Adrien at the mansion, having a good time when Felix arrived.

He wouldn't lie, he was apathetic towards you from the beginning. Felix didn't seem very interested in his cousin's friends or in becoming friends in particular; it was the least of his concerns, but by chance, you two seemed to coincide at various times. Like the day you arrived early at the Agreste mansion and Adrien hadn't finished his private lessons yet, so Felix greeted you. He didn't seem interested in participating in long conversations with you, but it seemed like you knew how to treat him with certain topics. His crush on you wasn't something easy for Felix to digest, starting with the fact that he wasn't planning on falling in love, so this would take some time.

Felix is a born observer. He wouldn’t immediately jump into the fight, but rather he would analyze every detail about you. Without you noticing, he would start to intervene in your life in small, but significant ways: if he saw that you were uncomfortable in a situation, he would subtly intervene to get you out of it. If he noticed that you had a preference for certain things, he would “coincidentally” make them come your way. Felix wouldn’t openly admit that he does it out of love, but his actions would show his devotion more than words.

Felix’s displays of affection would be meticulous and meaningful, as would his gestures. If he were to give you something, it wouldn’t be a common object, but something that had a special meaning for you. His way of caring for you would be indirect, making sure that you always have what you need or silently protecting you and even being on the lookout for any danger that could put you at risk.

He doesn’t trust anyone easily, so, being in love with you, his greatest display of love would be to allow you to see parts of him that no one else knows. As the two of you begin to grow closer over time, Felix would share details about his family life or his true thoughts, especially around you, even allowing you to see him in moments of vulnerability. He wouldn't fake a personality in front of you, but would be more natural and sincere. He wants you to fall in love with him for who he really is, not just for an outward facade.

Felix isn't someone who expresses jealousy in an obvious way and he probably wouldn't feel that way that often, so there would be few times when you could see him that way. His attitude could become colder or sharper if he perceives someone trying to get closer to you romantically. Even with this he would have a kind of internal struggle; the idea of someone else conquering you before he could do anything would make him react with some annoyance. This could play a role, forcing him to make a decision about what he really felt for you and wanting to confess.

If Felix loves, it is with exclusivity. He would make you feel that you were unique to him. He wouldn't confess directly at first, making subtle comments implying that he only trusted you. But despite all this, Felix would for a while try to keep convincing himself that love was a weakness. However, the more he tried to pull away, the more he realized that he couldn't help but care about you and want to protect you.

Finally, when it came to the point where he accepts his love for you, his loyalty would be absolute. Planning his confession meticulously, even taking days to make everything perfect, whatever the outcome. His confession would be more subtle, with implications, letting you get the message without needing a bunch of words. Felix would confess in a private place or where he felt safe, where everything was planned so that the atmosphere would be perfect. He would treat you very well and be gentler than usual. In a seemingly normal conversation, where his confession comes out naturally and unexpectedly.

After confessing, at first glance, he might seem calm, even indifferent, but if you knew him well, you would notice the small details like his rigid posture, as if he were trying hard not to show his nervousness. His more intense gaze than usual, or his lower tone of voice, as if he were revealing a secret that only you deserved to know.

“I don’t say things I don’t mean. If what I just told you means nothing to you, I’ll understand… But if it means something, then tell me.” His words would be direct and firm, wanting to get straight to the point without so much plot. If you were to appear unsure or doubtful, he wouldn’t insist. Felix wouldn’t beg, but if he senses that there is reciprocity in your words and gaze, he would protect and care for you with absolute intensity. You would have the last word.