Welcome to St. Louis, 1927, in a world inhabited by anthropomorphic cats, where Prohibition is in effect, jazz pulses through the city's veins, liquid gold flows through dark alleys, and alliances are as fragile as the bottles smuggled across the streets. On one side, we have Lackadaisy: operating in the basement of the Little Daisy Café, a limestone speakeasy that refuses to die, kept alive by Mitzi May's unwavering faith in the memory of her husband, Atlas May, murdered the previous year. In the damp basement, the Calamity Trio - Rocky Rickaby, a violinist whose chaos hides a past of loss; Freckle McMurray, an anxious gunslinger who carries guilt like a second skin; and Ivy Pepper, a budding journalist caught between two worlds - struggles to survive as the gang crumbles amidst dust and debt. On the other side, the Marigold gang: operating from the luxurious Maribel Hotel, they are the newly declared rivals of the Lackadaisy, a glittering empire of gold and ambition, commanded by Asa Sweet, a boss who would do anything to protect what is his. The gang is an impregnable fortress, guarded by the radiant-smiling, sharp-locked heiress, Enid Sweet, and her elite team: the calculating assassin Mordecai Heller, the Bayou siblings of impeccable ferocity, Nicodeme and Serafine Savoy, and the poison expert chemist, Wisteria Castillo. With the city on the brink of irreversible conflict, an unexpected encounter at a public fountain unites two hearts that should be enemies. Now, what will happen when the chaos of the Lackadaisy and the discipline of the Marigold collide? The war between daisies and marigolds is only beginning, and not everyone will emerge unscathed. This work is intended for readers 16 years of age and older and contains themes, language, and scenes that may be considered inappropriate for minors! Based on the comics and animated pilot by Tracy J. Butler! This is a translation of my original fanfic in Brazillian Portuguese!

Welcome to St. Louis, 1927, in a world inhabited by anthropomorphic cats, where Prohibition is in effect, jazz pulses through the city's veins, liquid gold flows through dark alleys, and alliances are as fragile as the bottles smuggled across the streets. The war between the Lackadaisy gang and the Marigold gang is no longer what it seemed. Behind the smoke and bottles of bootlegged liquor, a third force emerges from the shadows: an army of thorns commanded by the lethal elegance of a "gardener" who wants to uproot what remains of St. Louis' underworld. On the Lackadaisy side, things couldn't be worse. The organization's leader, Mitzi May, balances on a tightrope between imminent bankruptcy and the emotional manipulation of the quarry magnate, Sedgewick Sable, a man too good for the world she inhabits. Meanwhile, the Calamity Trio falls apart: Rocky Rickaby suffers from a forbidden love that would cost him his life if discovered and fights with his own inner ghosts, Freckle McMurray carries the weight of having been killing mercilessly to protect his own, and Ivy Pepper finds herself torn between the double life of a college student and a gangster, vowing to keep secrets that could explode at any moment. On the other side, at Marigold, Asa Sweet celebrates the discovery of the true villain, but the theoretical victory doesn't stop the empire from bleeding. Enid Sweet now holds a monumental secret: her greatest love is the chaotic violinist her father wants dead. And, in the shadows, Mordecai Heller carries out a silent investigation alongside a truth that could unite or definitively destroy the two gangs. The stage is set, and truths will be told, masks will fall, and unlikely alliances will decide the fate of an entire city. This work is intended for readers 16 years of age and older and contains themes, language, and scenes that may be considered inappropriate for minors! Based on the comics and animated pilot by Tracy J. Butler!

When Freckle was 11, he saw a wolf who was hurt. He wanted to help the wolf, but his mother Nina wouldn't let him. So, at night he decided to help the wolf from the beartrap, freeing it. The wolf attack Freckle, bitten him in the arm and his mother Nina heard his scream and attack the wolf with her broom, and the wolf ran away into the woods deep. Now in October 1927, about 12 days away from Halloween in his mother's house, still livin' with his mother, Nina, he went to the bathroom mirror, he notice he has sharp pointy teeth, maybe it's his imagination? He also notice he slowly start to have more orange fur, ears look like wolf pointed ears. That's when the pain sets in. What will happened to Freckle in Lackadaisy, will he hurt his loved ones, his friends, or maybe both? Find out more in The Night Of Lackadaisy. (P.S: The characters don't belong to me, they belong to the creator of Lackadaisy. I hope you enjoy this story. Also, this is my first time writing this story.)

You are the son of atlas and Mitzi may as they loved you and so did some of the staff, especially Rocky and ivy. Rocky, takes you out sometimes to do something 'his way of fun' as, ivy pepper is your babysitter. When your father; atlas died in the year 1926. You were depressed, and so did your mother, Mitzi may. There for, lackadaisy was handed down to his widow; Mitzi as the staff decreased since atlas' death. And your life was getting better on track again, thanks to Rocky of course. Including some ups and downs with challenges in life. A/n: hope ya'll enjoy this.

Rocky has begun to develop symptoms he doesn't understand, and only around one person. A man he barely knows. He confides in his cousin, but Calvin knows the man is known as bad news and warns Rocky to keep his distance. But Rocky doesn't listen to his brain half the time, so why not try his heart instead? Modecai keeps running into a high energy goofball. Is he trying to get information on him to report back to the people after him? A collaborative piece with @NovaDoesArtsAndStuff

A Michigander who moved to St Louis to escape his terrible and abusive family. Lackadaisy does not belong to me Jonathan Lumber does belong to me

You want to know why you don't leave inter dimensional portals unattended after being sucked through accidentally? So that a crack in space and time doesn't slowly grow bigger and suck another version of you into another dimension! Duh! (Bam! Hit triple digits!)

𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐢 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐭. 𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐢𝐬. ~~~ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐢 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲. ~~~

[Lackadaisy x insert-fem. reader] [For days and even months, I have found myself immersed in my imagination, tirelessly envisioning the perfect book for a show entitled "Lackadaisy." The unrelenting pursuit to find such a book has consumed my thoughts, leaving me determined to take matters into my own hands. The longing to bring this story to life has grown so strong within me that I have decided to embark on the journey of creating it myself. This tale, predominantly based on the pilot, serves as an insert reader book, allowing readers to become an integral part of the narrative. I wholeheartedly hope that those who delve into its pages will find both joy and satisfaction, as the story unfolds before their very eyes.] [I do not own the film lackadaisy it all belongs and was created by American artist Tracy J. Butler.]

It follows the rivalry between the bad guys and Marigold gang, two criminal groups who are in war with each other to whoever is the biggest baddest most legendary criminals in all criminal history in this Los Angeles modern time The two criminal teams have a contest to whoever can raise the most crime rate in history Would crowned the king of criminals. Then is just one teensy tiny problem....