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hasquetzorkukudoneanythingwrong · 3 years

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Starter of Wars

(Warning, contains graphic material)

It was over, the Lion king had been defeated by Hokusai. After a long and hard fought battle, the culmination of so many fights throughout Dazzling Vegas, it looked to be over.

Hokusai: I-I I did it! I beat the Lion king! Hahahaha! I am the greatest swimsuit swordmaster!

Buntoria: that is right, Hokusai. You're the victor! I commend you for your efforts!

Mari: great! Now where's the Grail?

Buntoria: hmmm?

Hokusai: yeah! Where's the holy grail? The one you used to make Dazzling Vegas in the first place?

Buntoria: uh.... there seems to be a misunderstanding.... while I did create Dazzling Vegas there was no holy grail involved.....

Ed: huh?! So.... there's no grail?

???: now I wouldn't say that.

And nearby was the mysterious man of mystery..... Merlin.

Ed: oh hey Merlin

Mari: do you have the grail?

Merlin: I have to say, I'm a bit disappointed by that response you two.

Rex: we've already told them about you man, they're not gonna be shocked or anything.

Merlin: *sigh* you just had to ruin my fun, huh?

Quetz: si, now get it over with!

Merlin: well if you're going to spoil so much, where's the one responsible for all this?

Musashi: .....hey

Mari: huh?! Musashi? Where have you been?

Musashi: hey! How'd you know who I really was?

Ed: you can't trick us with that Iori stuff... it was painfully obvious.

Hokusai: wait?! Iori was Musashi the whole time?! Also where have you been?!

Musashi: master actually said I can sit this out, wanted this to be about the kiddos and such. But I had to come back for this part.... since I'm pretty vital to it all....

Rex: yup!

Mari: so what's what's deal?

Musashi: the long and short of it is that I had gotten lost in this desert and had basically nothing in the way of survival other then a few rations that I had no way to cook. Then I found a holy grail and decided to use it to make Udon and..... it seemed to not be super compatible with my Buddhist lifestyle and it split my skill with the sword out of me, rendering me a berserker and creating a heavenly demon from the skill I lost. I then asked Merlin to help create a way to contain it until I can find a Saber class servant strong enough to help defeat her!

Merlin: that's when I suggested to our dear Lion king to create this Dazzling Vegas!

Ed: so this was you making up for a big mistake you made?

Musashi: pretty much......

And as they talked, Dazzling Vegas started to fade and revert back to the desert that was originally in it's place.

Mari: oh wow.... it's going away.

Musashi: here she comes.....

As the singularity fades, eventually a presence is felt by everyone around and the heavenly demon is seen.

Ed: it looks like Musashi

Mari: ....what the fuck is that outfit?!

Musashi: hey! What's wrong with it?!

Mari: what's right with it?!

Rex: it's not great.... let's be honest.

Musashi: hey!

Quetz: you're lil cowgirl getup is much nicer!

Musashi: well that's good to hear atleast.

Hokusai: this presence.... there's no doubt she's powerful.... I dunno if I can take her....

???: WELL GOOD THING YOU DON'T NEED TO FIND OUT!

Then out of nowhere, a figure appears behind the demon and proceeds to seemingly kill them! Some kind of weapon is seen sticking through the demon's chest.

Musashi: what?!

Rex: fuck

Quetz: oh no....

The demon fades, and it's essence is seen being absorbed into the being, granting them the power of the grail as they stand there, Macuahuitl in hand.

Mari: who the hell......

???: ah! You two must be the ones I am meant to kill! You may call me Itzcaque! I am your doom.

The being was dressed in a Jaguar skin, with coal black skin and menacing yellow eyes.

Ed: mamá who's that.....?

Quetz: an underling of that bastard, Tezcalipoca.

Itzcaque: hahaha! Si! Big man wants me to kill eso pinches niños! The stupid shark and bat couldn't, so it's my turn now!

Buntoria: do you really think I'll just allow you to attack them like that? Because if so, you've got another thing coming!

Hokusai: yeah! We ain't letting you touch masters!

Itzcaque: it's cute how you think you can do anything about it!

The two servants attempt to attack the god, only for them to send them flying back with a single strike of their weapon!

Buntoria: ugh! They're too powerful!

Hokusai: I would've preferred the heavenly demon!

Itzcaque glowed with the grail's power, before speeding towards one of the kids

Itzcaque: you're dead!

Boom!

When the dust settles, Itzcaque's weapon is not piercing one of the kids, but is being blocked by an icy shard instead.

Rex: STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM MY CHILDREN!!!

Itzcaque: que!?!

The other deity leaps back in confusion. Rex's hand is seen covered in icy shards and gave off a chilling air about it.

Itzcaque: wait! You were capable of that!? This whole time?!

Rex: yeah, now get lost or die!

The ice on Rex's hand melts off and turns into a rocky lava filled hand instead.

Musashi: uh.... Quetz, not gonna help out?

Quetz: not this time, it's rare for mi amor to get like this and it can be a bit exciting.

Musashi: wait.... you're not getting of-

Quetz: shhh!

Itzcaque: this changes nothing! Just one more bastard in my way!

Rex: we'll see about that!

Rex's eyes glow a dark red, as he bursts forward towards the god, while Itzcaque matches his speed to attack!

The jaguar swings his weapon at Rex, who manages to block it with his hand, and then slices at his side with the other hand and the ice shards coming out of it.

Itzcaque: verga!

He pulls his weapon away and manages to strike Rex's face, drawing some blood.

Rex: bastard!

Mari: papá!

Itzcaque: hahaha!

Rex has had enough, the ice hand turns to magma as he delivers a burning uppercut and simultaneously turns the lava hand to ice and slices the god's armed hand clean off.

Itzcaque is sent flying back from the burning uppercut. They barely manage to recover from the attack, but are now unarmed!

Itzcaque: you're stronger the I would've thought! But for Tezcalipoca you will die!

One last time, the god launches towards Rex.

CHOMP!

Rex is seen swallowing what he had eaten, with the blood still dripping from his maw before turning back to a normal head. He wipes some of the blood off of his face before looking back at everyone else awkwardly.

The air is filled with the sound of bones being crunched by powerful and monstrous jaws, and the odd pungent smell of what is assumed to be blood, a lot of said substance is seen splashing the place as the crunch happened. The lower body of the deity is seen hitting the ground, with the odd gold substance making a large splash as it hits the ground. Everyone is taken a back by the sight before them, as they see that Rex's head had transformed into a monstrous reptilian form to perform the attack and eat the god. Rex's face is covered in the godly blood after performing the attack on the deity who attacked his children.

Rex: ....sorry you had to see me do that.

Quetz: it's ok, mi amor. The circumstances kind of called for something like that.

A/N: pretty much the finale of the Vegas story. I will post an epilogue later on, but for now this story's closed up! Hope you enjoyed it, sorry to those who may have gotten uncomfortable from the graphic descriptions at the end.

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#fate grand order #quetzalcoatl #wife #mastersona #rex #rexcoatl #eduardo #maria #merlin #artoria #hokusai #Itzcaque #tw: gore

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juhihuji · 3 years

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do u have any random facts or things about Depth of heaven and ur characters (sfw or nsfw 🤭) even if what you want never comes to light, I really enjoy reading the concepts and asks about ur OCs

Hehehe I haven't thought about the characters and their story in a long time, until recently...but I never put a huge amount of thought into them before either! I kinda just knew I...wished I could make something cool that had everything I wanted in that kind of game lmao. Even if it doesn't happen, I felt like I wanted there to be twists and secrets...if it never happens then nobody but me will ever know about them, huh! But, if it does happen then I'll spoil stuff for later! What to do...ah I'll share about it! But I'm giving it a spoiler warning for something that doesn't exist anyway lmao Also I'm not a writer or a scientist this is all wacky world rules ok xd also there might be inconsistencies idk I never wrote anything down I'll tell u their heights! June: 5'4 Puzzle: 6'3 Koa: 5'6 Adam: 6'1 Keizo: 6'7 Lloyd: 5'11 Static: 6' Cyril: 5'9 Holly: 5'7

In high school June and Puzzle were da weeaboos who listened to vocaloid on their phones at lunch. Puzzle wore cat ears, big headphones, and tutus to school. I think....I decided that because of her old bad design lmao. I thought I had a drawing of her in cat ears but I can't find it 😔 June prolly just wore hoodies and graphic t-shirts. They were each others prom dates! June wore a tux! Okay spoilery stuff ahead!

I have a general idea what I want the story to be, but right now I just see it as disjointed scenes in my head. I posted some June and Puzzle wearing dresses where I wanted a scene to happen in a casino on the ship. Cruise ship casinos are kinda lame though lol, but it'll be as big and cool as I want >:•3 and it's an excuse to have everyone in cool formal wear cuz that's always fun! The cult leader calls for a big party on the ship and everyone has to attend! It's also where he culls the herd...because not everyone is worthy of going to heaven...apparently Koa likes playing video games! He's on the top of the leaderboard for one MMO, and during one event the top prize was blueprints for an in-game item: roller skates! It would make for cool merch to put on your wall or something. There was a rumor among the playerbase that the blueprints could make skates that function as they do in the game. Koa won the prints then used them to custom build his own skates (they look kinda generic now but I haven't put a lot of thought into their design lmao). The combination of materials used and construction give them a magical quality that allows him to skate faster than any human could! He's always pushing his limits, and sometimes it gets him in twubble xd Keizo has an issue with bad dreams...at night he replays all the times in his life where people were rude to him or each other, how he needs to keep peace between them, he just really hates assholes! He has nightmares about them treating him badly and there's nothing he can do, because at his height and with his strength he'd come off as the bad guy no matter what! They push and push 'til he's about to snap...then he wakes up! The rage super heats his blood and his skin glows red and steam pours out his ears! His hair is all wacky cuz it holds it's shape on the pillow from all the heat lmao June and the rest of them find out about it when they see steam coming out from under his door at night. Don't wake him up though! If he's still glowing hot he'll sleep walk while in a berserk state. First, it makes him really rude himself lmao. He'll say all the nasty things he won't when he's awake! Second, if he sees someone doin' shit he don't like, they're gettin' these 🤜🤛 In his happy ending you'd see him with his hair flat for the first time wouldn't that be nice :•3 Adam is always doing experiments on himself, kinda just for shits, kinda because he wants to discover something amazing....!.....?!?!??! When he was younger, his sister, who he loved v much, died. He wanted to become a doctor, not because he wanted to find a cure for the thing that killed his sister...because she died in an accident! He wanted to find a way to make people invincible! He's always injecting himself with stuff hoping it'll make him stronger. He likes Keizo as a friend, but to Adam Keizo is a perfect specimen of an indestructable human. Adam's been fascinated with him for a while, but Keizo also just makes for a good subject for testing against! Also, they met when Adam was studying abroad and Keizo came up on a motorbike and attacked the wheels on Adam's scooter. Cute! :•) Keizo used to be a bad boy :•( Other experiments Adam's done: Eyesight like a HAWK Cat ears but for real Jelly bones(?) Longer ween 😳 Lloyd is a stinky tech wiz who likes playing around with AI's and robotics! He has myassive myega brains and he monitors many of the functions of the ship by himself in his server room. When the captain is captured and thrown off the ship, Lloyd uses his know-how and special accesses to make sure the cult doesn't make a mess of everything. He knows about and can see everything that happens on the ship...for fun he likes video games toooo! And plays with Koa! He likes buildin' lil gadgets n tings for fun too! They can come in real handy! nsfw! Stuff past here!!!!!!!!! June, Koa, and Lloyd are all inexperienced!

As a lover, Keizo tries to be gentle...but once he gets into it he can be a bit rough! If you're into it, just enjoy! Or speak up and he'll slow down! Hmmm I was inspired by a scene from the film Crying Freeman (which I haven't actually watched 8•|) of some ppl doin' it in a closet(?)...it's all dark and cramped and humid and their skin is so shiny and glistening it's probably the thing that awoken me to drawing people super sweaty. I just can't help myself 😳 def wanna give Keizo a scene like that. This doodle was inspired by it actually lmao

Adam is patient and gentle! Lots of kisses and verbal reassurance and checking in w/ u. He's aware of his age and he doesn't wanna come off badly so he'll let you do all the pursuing. And June will pursue him hard if she has to! He's also gonna make you beg and ask, just so he's sure sure :•) He loves to sit her up on the examining table n do things wit his mouf n fingers 😳 I'd probably make it an option to call him daddy in certain scenarios...up to u if u choose it find out what happens for urself idk 😳😳😳 or don't

Koa likes to tease you, maybe bully you a lil, but when it comes to intimacy he's a wimp! I just like the idea of making the bully bend to your will, but he likes it. It just feels good to wipe that cocky smile off his face! Step on him! Make him whimper! I know June's a virg too, but Koa is just so easy to tease it makes it feel like second nature. BUT the more time they spend together, the more confident Koa becomes. So! Enjoy havin' him under your thumb while you can cuz it might not last forever! Lloyd tries to stay composed when June starts showing an interest. He's usually alone in his server room, but secretly appreciates her company when she comes by. At first he'll act like he's too busy. He's not used to being around women! As his interest in June grows it becomes harder to hide his feelings! So June notices...and teases him! Cuz it's just so easyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyYYYYYYY 😩 Seeing his serious expression crack when you put ur hands in his pants is lots of fun :•3 And he shows you a voice he's never shown anyone else before 🤤 He does his research and with your help he'll learn exactly how to worship u 😌 IF it ever happens there has to b a new game plus where u unlock threesome scenes with Koa/Lloyd and Adam/Keizo :•x That's all 4 now! Sorry I'm fuckin' gross and don't know how to type :•|

#the depth of heaven #koa #keizo #adam #lloyd #june #ocs #puzzle #text post

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mcfreakin-bxtch · 4 years

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A Few Pinches

Pairing: Geralt of Rivia x Reader

Warnings: NSFW (I’m so sorry), little orgasm denial, chocking, dom/sub, the usual. Fluff, teasing.

Word Count: 1.5k

A/N: To the requestee, I hope you enjoy! If anyone would like me to write a fluffier, clean version of this I certainly can! This is also my first Witcher fic so go easy on me. My requests are open!

Prompts: #7. “If you pinch me one more time.”

#77. “Don’t play with me sweetheart.”

Request: 77,7 for the prompt list with Geralt?

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The sun seeped through the curtains of your small little cottage. The golden rays illuminating the wooden floor, the dust settling in the air. It was, at least so far, a calm, peaceful morning, which came rare when your life was twined with one of a Witcher’s.

Geralt slept soundly behind you, his arm draped over your waist. The heaviness of it was warm and comforting, something you missed dearly when he would take his leave. Your Geralt would come back to you though every time, whether he was wounded, dirty, or bloody; he would always come home to you.

You stayed in bed with him until noon. He needed the rest and would squirm and mumble every time you moved, arm tightening around you. There was no way you could fight your way out of that. So you laid there, basking in the naked warmth of the room and his body. His breath was hot and even on the base of your neck, tickling the strands of hair that stuck to it.

“Geralt,” you whispered, shaking his arm. Or at least attempting to.

“Geralt.” You said louder. He still didn’t budge.

You called his name louder a few more times, only receiving a small grunt in return. You sighed, resorting to squirming your way out of his arms. He only tightened his grip, not enough to hurt you, but enough to keep you still against his chest.

“Stop moving,” he finally mumbled into your hair.

You snort. “Geralt, it’s late noon. I have to get up.”

“No, you don’t.”

Sometimes you really hated that man. Fighting your way out was not an option, so you did the first thing that came to mind: you pinched him.

He ignored it at first, barely felt it until you started to pinch harder, nails digging into the skin of his arm; not enough to draw blood of course, but enough to get his attention. He growled your name in a warning. He was definitely more alert now.

You smiled triumphantly. “Yes, my love?”

“If you pinch me one more time.”

His tone was left for no argument, but one of the many things that made Geralt of Rivia fall in love with you was your stubbornness. The sheer strength and will to keep anything going; it was a little admirable in his eyes.

You grinned, catlike and all. “Or what?”

Geralt growled when he felt your ass pressing up against him, rubbing teasingly on his growing length. Your body hummed with anticipation, already becoming wet from the way his breaths started to deepen and the way his arm hugged you tighter if that were even possible.

Suddenly you were flipped over on your back, hands pinned above your head in one of his, the other grabbing a fistful of your hair, pulling until your neck was bare to him.

“Don’t play with me, sweetheart.”

You smirked, opening your legs for him to settle in between. He hummed approvingly, pressing the tip of his nose against the planes of your jaw, inhaling your intoxicating scent.

You wiggled your hips, rolling them against his. The brush of his erection made you moan, legs hugging both sides of his hips.

“Hm. Always a brat,” Geralt grumbled.

You chuckled. “Only for you, my Witcher.”

His lips ghosted over your throat, hovering just over your pulse point before nipping at it, no doubt marking you as his. Your hips begin to rock against his in a gentle rhythm. You wanted to run your hands through his hair, over the muscles of his chest and back, to bring him to the brink of pleasure just by your touch alone; but his grip on your wrists was bruising, anything but gentle, but you didn’t mind – rough was how you and Geralt liked it.

“Now who’s the one teasing?” You whined, sultry all the same.

His chest shook from his laughter. “It’s not very nice, is it?”

You huffed. He finally took pity on you and crashed his lips against yours, the kiss harsh and sloppy. His tongue traced along your lips, demanding entrance. You let him in without fight, moaning at the distinct taste of him. You bit down on his bottom lip as he went to pull back, and he went in for another kiss, this time sweeter and more tender. When he pulled away his golden ember eyes dark and playful, hair mused from his slumber, he was a carving of everything beautiful and dangerous; it made your core ache to the point of pain.

“No,” you finally relented. “It’s not.”

He grinned. The hand that wasn’t holding yours trailed over your chest, covered only by the thin blanket draped around you. You sighed when his fingers brushed against your perk nipples, admiring the planes of your body.

“Ah!”

Geralt rubbed the raw skin of your ass, already turning red from his smack. He gave it another smack, receiving a loud cry in return. He ripped the blanket from the both of you, all barriers between your naked skins gone. The heat radiating from him was divine, soothing to your trembling skin.

His fingers trailed down your naval until they hovered over your wet heat. He circled around your slit, gathering your sweet essence. You moaned softly, panting, when he ghosted over your aching bundle of nerves, applying enough pressure to make you shiver – though it still wasn’t enough.

“I know what you want,” he cooed. “But why should I give it to you? When you were being so rude to me?”

You closed your eyes tightly, cursing him under your breath. “I- I’m sorry. I was being bad and I shouldn’t have disturbed you like that.”

He was panting quietly as well, the hand that had been gripping yours with increased intensity finally releasing them. He sat up on his knees, grabbing your hips and lifting you up before lining himself at your entrance. He barely gave you a chance before he plunged in, filling you to the brim. You both moaned loudly, your hands gripping the sheets; you were sure you were going to rip them by the time he was done with you.

Your body, alive and shaking from every thrust, every drag of his long and thick cock against your sensitive walls, thrummed with electricity as every nerve in your body hummed in euphoria. His hands were like steel grips against your hips, bouncing you on his cock with unsurprising vigor.

One of his hands palms your breast, tugging on your nipple on his way up to your throat, giving it a small appreciative squeeze. Your breaths slowed, coming out hoarsely at the combined pleasure; eyes rolling in the back of your head. Each brush against the soft, spongey spot inside you consumed you in fire; a tight coil in your lower stomach threatening to implode.

“Why should I let you cum?” He growls as he feels you pulse and clench around him, his pace unrelenting. “After that little tryst you pulled?”

You gritted your teeth, struggling to form words from the delicious fog only Geralt could create in your mind, your body.

“I- I’m - .”

You were so, so close. Your hips moved against his in a fury, his cock pulsing inside of you; the feel of his veins felt nothing but incredible, fulfilling.

Suddenly he stopped, leaving only the tip inside. You growled, glaring up at him as he did the same to you. He slapped your ass hard, making you cry out in pain.

“I asked you a question, girl,” he snarled.

“I’m sorry,” you babbled. “I’m so fucking sorry Geralt, it won’t happen again!”

He chuckled darkly, admiring the view before him; your hair splayed out like a halo across your pillows, body red and flushed, lips swollen and eyes glassy.

“Good girl.”You mulled at the praise and clawed at his arms as he started back at his brutal pace. The coil in your stomach tightening once again. And when he pinched that soft bundle of nerves you wailed as you clenched around him, velvet walls suffocating for all he was worth.

“Geralt! F-fuck Geralt!”

He looked down between your bodies, watching as his girth slid in and out, glistening with your juices; the sight alone was enough for him.

Your face contorted in pleasure as he grunted, giving you a few more harsh thrusts before releasing himself deep inside you, sighing and growling. He collapsed on top of you after the haze of his pleasure started to calm. The whimper that escaped you when his thrusts slow to a stop is music to his ears, better than any song Jaskier could ever sing.

Hot skin pressed heavily against yours, you held him to your chest as the both of you panted. Your hands felt like home, like the epiphany of comfort when they rubbed up and down the planes of his back, scratching lightly. You reveled in the soft grunts, the way his arms were wrapped under and around you; you kissed the top of his head, smiling at the hum that left him.

A thought came over you, and a devilish smile graced your lips. You ran the tips of your fingers over a soft, tender spot in between his shoulder blades before pinching him. Again.

Geralt snapped his head up with the speed only a Witcher could perfect, glaring at you.

You giggled, only earning a clenched jaw in return. “It’s time to get up.”

“Oh, I’m going to make sure you won’t be able to walk for a week.”

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bunny-banana · 4 years

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For the director's cut thing, the story where Fabri asks Ermal out on a date but Ermal doesn't realize that? 👀

YO SO WE GONNA DO THAT OR WHAT

Its this fic btw if anyones curious.

Chap 1

Even with closed eyes, he sensed the man lying next to him turn towards him but Fabrizio did not spoke immediately. No, he just stayed silent for a bit, Ermal wasn’t quite sure what he was observing but before Ermal could ask, Fabrizio broke the silence.

its u. he’s gazing at u, u idiot.

’You didn’t exactly give off the vibe that you’d say yes’

“What the fuck does that even mean? I don’t give off the vibe?!”

mr no-homo meta has NO right to be surprised at that. boy went into a panic attack every time someone as much as breathed the suggestion ofc fab was Anxious

A certain Roman showing up at his doorstep looking like he’d belong to the Milan Fashion Week.A tight grey shirt whose top three buttons almost begged to be opened (yet remained miraculously, in Fabris case, closed!) clung nicely to the body underneath it. A very fine silver chain hung around his neck that perfectly fit with the rings and the watch on his hand.Instead of ripped denim, now tight & shiny dark jeans were worn and to round this look up, an impeccably tailored black, suit jacket was thrown over him.

so not to be Hoe on main but we all just love Sexy Fab. but more so, i really thought Fabrizio would have put a lot of effort into dressing nicely this time around. Probably called a few friends, crying to help him. He just wanted Ermal to like his look. Which he did. A lot. again, outstanding heterosexual of the year, ermal meta is completely mesmerised by that look.

“Well, well, Fab. Gotta say, this place is on a whole different level“ The curly haired man commented as he flipped through the menu.“You like it?”“How could I not?”

again, Fabrizio intentionally looking up a fancy place for their Date, something he actually felt a little bit uncomfortable about himself and wouldnt normally chose for himself. But then again, he was greatly relieved when Ermal actually did say he liked it.

*It felt.. nice. The whole evening was quite nice, Ermal had to admit, even with the unusual ambient.

Ermal is just honestly iconic in this fic. man enjoys fabrizios appearance, enjoys talking with him, eating out with him, just spending time with him in general sooo much……and yet.

Fabrizio tilted his head and was it the candle light or something else, but a intriguing shine filled his eyes.“I’d know something sweeter than this.” In the next moment, everything turned upside down when Fabrizio suddenly took his hand and intertwined their fingers, his thumb gently brushing over the back of the younger man’s hand.

THE COURAGE THIS TOOK. THE NERVES WHICH WERE WRECKED. Fab really just went “ok here we go balls to the wall now or never”

Chap2

“So, Fabrizio….Fabrizio likes me. Apparently.” It felt interesting to say it out loud. Ermal got a tingly feeling at the thought. So ..it was him who made Fabrizio blush earlier? Who made him nervous? And smiley? Christ, he actually really wanted Ermal to like his outfit, didn’t he? A small smirk found its way on Ermal’s face. Who would have thought that he’d have Fabrizio Moro of all people wrapped around his finger.

erm: so im het

also erm: wow i really really like the fact that fabrizio is into me. its actually super exciting. kinda makes me happy in a way.

“Wait, what?! I should ask him out?!”“Yeah? Isn’t that something you want?”Is that something he- But that would imply that he’d want to pursue Fabrizio, his very male, masculine, manly friend Fabrizio who was definitely not by any chance a woman. To have a relationship with guy that was …..romantic… and oh sweet Mother of God, sexual?!“I- I- I don’t know.”

so yeah, to get to the bottom of this, when you’re in the process of realising your own …..non-heterosexuality, its just A Lot to take in. I thought, realistically, that would just be a bit too much for Ermal to take in at that moment. He had to process the mere thought of “yes, you could have a romantic relationship with this guy, since he’s into you. Its absolutely a possibility”. When you’re conditioned to think “i can only ever date people of the opposite sex” all your life, it takes a bit of time to get accustomed to new possibilities.

And then theres the sexual aspect which is like, on Jupiter, for Ermal’s current state of mind.

Chap3

The video he currently was immersed in showed a slow-mo fight between a mongoose and a cobra that in all its intensity outdid any action movie in a heartbeat.

i remember watching that vid before writing that chapter and being mesmerised by it. u fucking go lil mongoose!

[Bizio]: sorry i cant this weekend

First, i just love the thought of him being saved as Bizio on Ermals phone. Second, the reason why he replied so late was because he was wrecking his mind about it. Should he go? should he not? god, the thought of seeing ermal excited him and yet scared him. nonononno. he’s trying to get Over Ermal. He needs space. he is not ready yet.

[Ermal]:Fabri!! Heard you’re coming up North! 😁 I have this excellent bottle of wine that a fan gave me the other day (don’t ask) so how about we open it at my place? I know you love a good wine 😉🍷

He couldn’t even slide the phone back into his pocket before it started buzzing. Surprisingly, the reply came almost instantly this time.[Bizio]:sorry no the schedule is pretty tight for me at the moment i dont think ill have much time in milan

i just image him getting the weirdest fucking fan gifts. also lmao the lightning speed with which fab replied. homeboy saw that wine would be involved and imemdiately thought “nononononono. worst case, my drunk ass might kiss him, god forbid. we are absolutely not gonna do that”

[Ermal]:So I’m flipping through the channels at home and there comes a baking show and I wouldn’t normally stop to watch but you know what they’re baking? Those creamy pastry things we had in Lisbon!

Now the idea about the Pasteis de Nata stemms from a real life event! During ESC 2018 i slept at a friends house and since the contest was held in Portugal we decided to cook something portuguese. Thats what we did. They fucking slap. Also, one of the best weekends ive ever had

However, this is how things continued as to all of Ermal’s messages, he’d receive rather uncharacteristically short replies. When he sent him photos he’d often not reply at all and even when he called Fabri didn’t pick.

Okay we have to image in WHAT kinda mental state Fabrizio is in that time. Boy is EMBARASSED to death. Then obviously, he is trying his hardest to get rid of this crush. So he just isnt talking to Ermal at all. Which in turn makes him lonely and sad. So then Ermal shoots him a message, sends him a picture and Fabrizio is immediately head over heels again. Which he shouldnt be. Bad Fabri. And the circle repeats itself.

Fabrizio who smiled sweetly at the host, who hugged her tightly, who joked with her and oh, whose eyes didn’t stick to her face but wandered more and more south.

Dude honestly, Fab was not flirting with anyone. He was just being nice as he usually is. And we all know he a lil bit sleazy so yeah, he might have looked down once or twice. but he really was not flirting. It was just Ermals affection-deprived mind going berserk.

Also that was the first time Ermal witnessed Fabrizio being affectionate with someone else. And the contrast to that cold shoulder he received was just the last straw for him.

“Why is he all smiley and lovey-dovey with her while he treats me as if I’m a war criminal?!” Ermal shouted the second the other line got picked up.“Uhm, hello? Maybe a ‘Good morning’ first of all? A simple ‘how are you doing, Sabina?’ would have been appreciated too.”

Damn bitch can ya greet ur sister first before going off smh

And would it have been really that bad if Ermal had just held on to his hand? Let Fabrizio gently stroke him with his thumb, maybe even squeeze back while Ermal’s finger draws circles over letters that covered the older man’s knuckles.It would have been nice and Ermal would have liked it.

I think he just needed to see what he was missing out to realise what he really has always wanted. If things were to go back to normal, he would have never made any realisations.

“Am I- Do I like Fabrizio?”

No, we dont ask what he is. Because thats for another time, a calmer time. Or maybe not at all. He doesnt know the answer to that question and its not important right now. All he knows is that despite it all, he likes Fabrizio.

The fact he was a guy was new, but those feelings involved weren’t.

I feel like this is just a very bisexual experience. At least to me it was. Its very confusing when u are genuinely attracted to the opposite sex, so you make the conclusion: you are obviously straight. Its not possibly that you are not-straight.

Then u start feeling attraction to someone of ur own gender and its like “hmmm. Obviously this must be fake since we have established that Im genuinely attracted to the opposite sex ”

But the thing is..it aint going away. And then u think how you’d perhaps be down for sex, and perhaps be down for something more, and perhaps do all those nice things you would be doing with someone of the opposite sex.

So yeah, its ..its really confusing and complicated to figure it out. And if you actually do have a feelings for someone it only makes matters more complicated ig

“Jesus, I really do like him. Me. Liking a guy.”

Again, once u made That Realisation, its just the WILDEST thing in the beginning. a complete NEW concept being applied to yourself.

“LISTEN CUT THE BULLSHIT I KNOW EXACTLY THAT YOU’RE HOME! OPEN UP OR I WILL STAND HERE ALL NIGHT I’M NOT FUCKING AROUND!” In addition to the knocking he now also started ringing the doorbell. He sure as hell wouldn’t move here until that door wasn’t opened.“I DONT GIVE A FUCK, I WON’T EVEN SLEEP AND NEITHER WILL YOU. I CAN GO ON FOREVER YOU HEAR ME, FABRIZIO MOBRICI?!”

Ermal is just unhinged in all my fics.

Epilogue

[Ermal💛]: You ready?

Fabrizio added that heart right immediately after Ermal left his house a week prior.

Ermal looked….cuddly.

So yeah we all know Fab isnt the keenest on fashion and shit. And i just though Ermal would want him to be as comfortable as possible on their date, so he was like “ay come casual” . and also, its sort of cute that Ermal lets Fabri see him so casual too, its sort of more private in that sense.

And those were still the mild surprises, let’s not start with the downright shock he felt when his brain started providing words like kissable, attractive, sexy and hot during lonelier nights.

i have a fic for those kinda nights too

“It’s not that far and God knows men your age need the exercise anyway.”

ermal just cant show affection like a normal person, he has to roast u even when he’s madly in love with u

What followed behind the colourful door was a small chaos. Literally. People constantly coming and going, with buzzing voices chatting in every corner. They made their way half through the rather crowded establishment, got greeted by a waiter who rushed past them, before they finally spotted a couple leaving, liberating two chairs for them.

SO YEAH. the restaurant. it is loosely based on a place here in Vienna. Its pakistani food too, its a buffet, its kinda chaotic like described in the fic. also u can pay as much as u want.

i just thought, yknow, its home made cooking and its kinda relaxed and chill and casual and has a certain liberal flair to it. and i thought yeah that has fabri energy we gonna use that. also their mango rice puddings fucking slap

Languages were not his forte, those belonged to Ermal, but Fabrizio ran through his options. It surely wasn’t French or Spanish, that he would at least recognise. German looked different too; they had those dots over their U’s and those curly B’s which allegedly weren’t B’s at all. Swedish? Danish? No. He’s been to Ikea often enough to know that his wardrobe wouldn’t be called Qershor. And Russian had different letters but maybe it was something similar to Russian?

Okay, so I’m a known Slut for Languages. Fabrizio is not. I can pretty much recognise most European languages in written form at some point in a text. Fabrizio can not. Therefore writing this from the perspective of someone who really isnt into languages was kind of interesting and a bit challenging. I was just thinking ‘how would he recognise them when he isnt into them?’ And i think, in the end, i did it realistically.

“Is it like..Serbian? Croatian? Or something?” He mumbled while putting a piece of eggplant in his mouth but quickly realised the answer when Ermal almost spit out his water from laughing.“No, definitely not. I can guarantee you, it’s very much not Serbian or Croatian ‘or something’.” Ermal chuckled with a bright smile, obviously enjoying their little guessing game. “But you’re close. In a way.”

This is SO embarrassing but this whole language guessing game was just a setup to an inside joke I have with myself. So, for those who don’t know, I speak Serbo-Croatian. And I study Slavic studies. The first things they tell you in the first lesson of the Slavic Linguistics course is “Please, for the love of God, PLEASE, dont say Albanian/Hungarian/Romanian is a slavic language”. Apparently many europeans assume these languages are because theyre surrounded by slavic countries. BUT TO AN ACTUAL SLAVIC NATIVE SPEAKER, the difference is immediately obvious and so its quite comical when people assume theyre related languages. So i thought the reverse would be kinda funny to Ermal too.

“I can be anything the teacher wants me to be. A good student, a naughty student, whatever floats his boat…” He asked sultrily before winking at the man across of him whose higher brain functions seemed to have ceased at once and just gaped at him like a fish.

boys whole brain got fried when the sexiest man in italy started flirting with him. issokay, he was just shocked. fabrizio has never been flirty with him before, he’ll get used to it.

“I was just trying to give you the best date that I could.“At those words, the Roman frowned however."Wait, this was a date?!”

im just an asshole honestly

They giggled as they finally closed the gap between them going for a slow and deep kiss.

i just love them being all SOFT and in LOVE

“Erm, I- I have an instore tomorrow, I better be well rested.”His counterpart just huffed and raised an eyebrow.“So were you planning on staying up all night, huh?”

Fabs horn dog brain definitively went HmmmmMmm this is nice:) ..could get even nicer:) but no fuck, i have work to do tomorrow

“Love how you immediately forget about a good night’s sleep once you have a tongue in your mouth.”“Fuck off.”

He just got carried away as if u were complaining ermal smh

"I bet on everything I have that your password is 'liberoanita1’ so yes, I actually can.”

Parents culture is just using ur children’s names as all your passwords and we all know Fabri is that kinda parent.

All in All, i also wanna talk about how the epilogue mirrors the first chapter, but in a more successful light.

Fabrizio dresses for Ermal - Ermal dresses for Fabrizio

fancy place - more casual place

They take the car - they walk

Fabrizio takes Ermals hand on the open for everyone to see - Ermal takes Fabrizios hand under the table, in private

They eat their dessert seperately - they eat theri dessert together

they fall out - they become closer, kiss

they dont talk - they plan the next date

anyway thanks for reading and thank uuuuuu for this ask julchen

#my fics

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