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drawbauchery · 2 years
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ask-lightheim · 3 years
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So boys, what’s your favorite weird thing about each other?
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the thing is they just love each other sm
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Just read your “Family Reunion” on AO3 and had an idea for a follow-up. ‘With Freddy tending to guests and parties all day, Gregory starts to feel neglected and falls into a state of depression, so much so that he sometimes doesn’t eat as much as he should, leading to him collapsing one night.’ Basically major angst, hurt/comfort, followed by fluff and more angst.
Aww, poor Gregory! Interesting idea! I'm afraid I don't currently plan to continue Family Reunion, but thank you for sharing, friend!
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Alberto proposes to Luca on New Years
Hey @115master thank you for the prompt! This ended up being slightly longer than a ficlet , so I'm going to link you to the full fic on ao3 and preview the first 600 word on here! Also, for obvious reasons, I aged Alberto, Luca, and Giulia up for this fic. I'm imagining them around 24-25.
And as a final note, big thank you to @sagesiren for betaing.
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Take My Hand and Tell Me About the Stars (Preview)
“He’s going to say no! He’s going to say no, and go away Alberto, I never want to see you again.” Alberto gestured animatedly as he paced in the Marcovaldo kitchen. His hands raked through his hair. “This is a terrible idea. I should just not ask.”
Giulia stared Alberto down. Her arms were crossed, and she was leaning with her back against the wall. On the other side of the wall, the back garden was filled with chatter as friends and family ate and celebrated the end of another year. She and Alberto were the only ones in the kitchen under the guise of grabbing more wine from the pantry. “Luca’s not going to say no.”
“How do you know? Maybe he’s just been flattering me the last few years. What if we haven’t even been dating, and I just thought we were dating?” Alberto stressed. The worried look he already had deepened at the thought.
“You guys are definitely dating.” Giulia deadpanned.
“What if we haven’t been and I misread everythi—”
“Alberto.” Giulia cut him off. “You and Luca are dating. Frankly everyone is surprised the two of you haven’t proposed to each other yet. And when you do propose to Luca, he’s going to say yes.”
“How do you know? Has he talked to you about it? Wait, you didn’t tell him what I was planning for tonight, right?”
Luca had, in fact, talked to Giulia about it. He’s even brought her ring shopping with him in Genova to help him pick out something for Alberto. She’d gone ring shopping with Alberto too. Both had told her about their plans, and unbeknownst to them, they were both planning to propose tonight. Alberto had a whole plan in place with a location and everything. Luca was planning to wing it.
Giulia mocked offense, “Do you think so low of me that I’d spoil your proposal?”
Alberto stopped in his tracks, a sheepish expression crossing his face. “No, sorry. I’m just…. ”
Giulia walked over to him and placed her hands on his shoulder. “I know. It’s okay.” She glanced at the clock. “It’s already past eleven. You should grab Luca and take him to wherever you’re planning to go. I’ll distract everybody else with a fresh bottle of wine, so you two can slip away.”
Alberto’s eyes started to mist at the corner, and he pulled Giulia in for a hug. “Thank you.”
She squeezed him back and pulled away, just far enough to grab a lidded container of lentil soup. Massimo had made it for the party to eat when the clock struck twelve to bring luck and wealth into the new year. She pushed the container in Alberto’s hands, “Take this. For after he says yes.”
“Thanks,” Alberto said, shoulders loosening. He clung to the container, glad for something to remind him that there would be an after-he-proposed, an after where Luca had said yes and they were watching fireworks light up the sky.
Giulia patted his shoulder and grinned. “You got this.”
And with that, she leaned to the side, grabbed two bottles of the nice wine, and swept out the doorway. Alberto followed behind, scanning the garden for Luca. He was standing under the tree house, and, if Alberto didn’t know better, he’d say Luca looked stressed or at least overwhelmed.
He slipped beside him and placed a hand on Luca’s back and rubbed in it small circles.
“Hey,” Alberto said softly. “Do you want to get out of here?”
“Yes please,” Luca sighed. The lines of stress on his forehead melted away.
finish reading on ao3
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drawbauchery · 3 years
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drawbauchery · 2 years
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You know, there’s one ship you haven’t done yet: Hiccup x Jack Frost
you mean besides my 500+ page hijack webcomic?
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ask-lightheim · 3 years
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So Aeric, before you let Ian, what did you usually do to pass the time?
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Aeric has the occasional himbo moment but that’s why we love him (esp Ian) 🥰
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ask-lightheim · 3 years
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So guys, I know this is out there, but what would you most likely do in a world WITHOUT magic?
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not much would change tbh since Ian’s a late bloomer of a wizard
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