soarelesiluna-ao3

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

/taps on mic

is this still on

Anyway hi how are you doing who wants to read birthday Lucasso for Tommaso's birthday and such

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

Hey everyone! I'm still knee-deep in stuff to do irl. I'll be completely free in about a week or two. But in the meantime, I don't want to let my blog be so dead - if you have a question to ask me or a message to pass along, it's your chance! I'll be waiting!

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

Hello, everyone.

In the light of recent events which I will not address nor discuss, I have to speak up, as a Real People Fiction content creator.

For a long time, our community has been bombarded by hatred from outer people, because they swear our existence is a danger. They see us as creepy, weird or stalkers. But let me tell you we aren't nearly close to being any of those things.

As creators, we are very aware that the nature of our content is not exactly gonna fly with everyone, which is why you don't see it posted everywhere or have the muses tagged for them to see. What we do, is fictionalize a person basing ourselves in what we see. It's like creating an original character. Our intent is never to reach the people featured, nor have them interact with it.

Sadly, people don't understand that, and they point fingers at us as if we were directly sending content for them to look at and make them uncomfortable. We don't. We stay very much in our lanes and cater to our small audience that can tell where reality and fiction split up. There is always the option to block or ignore the posts that are clearly tagged with rpf or a ship tag. Which is why I always put the rpf tag first and foremost so anyone who sees it can skip the content if they don't want to see it or don't like it.

So this is for everyone who has been called horrible things for being in the rpf side - I see you. And I will do my best to protect you, to help you realize that you are just enjoying a piece of fiction and that you aren't weird or a stalker or disgusting. I will continue to write rpf content for everyone who needs it.

This being said, I'll slowly come back from my break to write for you all. I promise. I still need some time.

Thank you all for being here.

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

Not a post abt my writing but, since I'm a rpf writer and you all love these two, I figured we could squeal abt this together <3 the tenderness of Tommaso's gestures towards Lucio, the dangerously close to kissing distance, the gentle looks at each other, the sheer intimacy this irradiates... They are married, so so married <3

Sourced from Instagram!

Okay no I need to keep adding you know me, I'm a writer but

The way Tommaso seems to almost ask for permission for his every move, the way Lucio playfully guides him where he needs him, the smiles, the shyness, the chivalry, the friendship, love, all in one person... Isn't it just lovely???

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

i am literally in love with your work!! could you perhaps do a axel (kaj) x reader?? and again, i love your work and enjoy reading them <3

I've been BINGING Kaj content and I'm so fucking attached to Axel, more than I already was ahaha I love him when he gets into Daisy or when he crossdresses in general (I'll have to write abt it later!)

Thanks for your love, kind anon, you get some Axel because he's our pookie <3

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"Hey, thanks for coming along!"

A very casual greeting comes out of Axel's mouth as he sees you arrive. You can tell he's having the time of his life just seeing you - the grin on his lips widens as you come closer to kiss his cheek as a greeting he accepts at this point. He, instead, takes your hand and kisses the back of it. Old-fashioned? Maybe. He'd argue it was "vintage", but you liked it too much.

"Lookin' faaaantastic", as he says those words, he guides you so you give him a twirl. "Come, let's start our day!"

You two met pretty early on a shopping street. Weekends were busy, but you didn't mind the sea of people around you. Not as long as you had your lifeboat in the shape of a guy with glasses that happened to be one of the best comedians of both Sweden and Finland.

"So! The plan is that I have no plan basically, we can look at some clothes and if we get hungry we can eat, if not, we just walk on and let our feet guide us", you're too used to Axel's spointainety, too. Always coming up with solutions on the fly. Charming as ever, even when you couldn't help being a bit nervous at times. "But I brought you here because I found some clothes I think you'd really like."

You've seen him browse online catalogues - his For You grid on Instagram is full of outfit inspirations as well, and some clothes vendors who use the app to announce themselves. The fact that Axel thinks of you like this makes your heart jump. Your fingers interlock with his as you let him carry you through the busy streets.

You like to see what new things the displays have, while idly chatting about anything and everything with Axel. A couple people come up to say hi, others ask for pictures (to which Axel politely declines, but he offers to sign things instead), but it's all very respectful and calm. Just an average date afternoon.

"Ah, here it is, look!" Axel stops in front of a store and points at the mannequins. It's an upcycling business, and what you see makes your heart happy. Those are awesome clothes! "Let's go inside! Let's play a little game. You choose an outfit for me, and I choose an outfit for you, and if we like them, we get out of here wearing them... What do you say?"

You don't reply. But you can see Axel's smile when you drag him into the store.

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

Hi, I just saw one of your ziferblat posts and decided to give a tiny explanation about their name. Because bless your heart for trying with Ukrainian versions but it's just not it 😭. (It's not criticism in any way just thought you might be interested)

So, for the names, Danya is a short form. His full name is Daniyil (it is the correct transliteration), but his passport most likely says Daniil, because nobody in Ukrainian passport services cares about correct transliteration. In Ukrainian it's Даня for the short and Даніїл for the full form. Danylo is not his name it's just a similar one that has the same shortage. But honestly he so dgaf as long as nobody calls him Valya.

Valya is a short, full one is Valentyn (not Valentine). I've seen foreigners using Val, but it is not commonly used for the short form. Valik is but Valya hates it). It's Валя (valya) and Валентин (Valentyn).

Fedir (Федір) is a full form and Fedya (Федя) is a short one, but he also seems to not really like the short form. Guys ususaly call him fedis in conversations and when talk about him between themselves. His surname is Khodakov (Ходаков).

Hope it could be useful

Hello! Thank you for the insight!

However, if you've really seen my Ziferblat writings - I write Danya and Valya's names as Daniil and Valentyn, I've never written it as Danylo or Valentine. I stick to the names I see the most for them, and I actually use Daniil for Danya because I think it looks beautiful. I appreciate your concern though. I'll double check so I can correct any writings of the names.

If you're referring to the tags - I've used the different spellings of Danya's name because that way I can try and reach people that know him by one variation or the other. But I always write the two balls of Ukrainian chaos as Daniil and Valentyn. They're beautiful names 💙

Either way, I'm leaving this up here for anyone who's interested in writing abt Ziferblat!

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

After what we saw during the Lithuanian jury sequence, I HAVE to request some silverfish content! (If you want to, ofc)

Hello everyone!

My treatment is still underway, but it's helped me lead more of a normal-ish life. I wanted to thank every single one of you, the ones who have been here since the beginning and the ones who got here even when I wasn't writing anything.

Am I feeling better? Yes, I am. But I'm still trying to find time to write, you know, my semester is ending, I have some gigs coming up, my dad wants to go on vacation in some weeks... Still, I don't want to let you guys down and I don't want to abandon writing because it's one of the few things I've always loved to do.

Truth be told, I closed my eyes and started picking random requests to draft, so you'll be seeing a lot of random posts. They're gonna be a bit short but I hope you don't mind that. I'm also gonna update one of my oldest fics and probably do some reccomendations for my old works, so if you're a Joker Out fan, stay tuned!

Again, thanks for being patient and understanding. <3

Content under the cut!

"Hello, am I talking to the Eurovision 2024 winner?"

Silvester Belt's slow, calm voice came through a phone in a dimly lit room in Paris. The clock on the bedside table marked 11 pm, and the warm spring air entered through a half-open window. Everything was quiet, even the sounds of the city seemed to calm down at this hour.

The owner of the phone grinned at those words, before a giggle left their lips.

"You sure are. Am I talking to the most handsome man in Lithuania?"

The laughter on the other side of the phone was shier, and it sounded muffled, as Silvester covered his face with a hand. He, too, was on his own in a room where the curtains were drawn and time seemed to have frozen.

"You might be exaggerating there."

"Ah, come on, Silv!" Nemo sat on the bed, hair half dried. They were only wearing a bathrobe. "I'm just saying the truth. Though I should also add that you're now the most romantic man in all of Lithuania. I saw what you did there at Basel."

"Of course you did..." Another awkward laugh from the Lithuanian singer. "I was a bit scared, but it was too late to take the words back. Took you long enough to comment", but those words didn't have bad intentions, just light jokes.

"Well, excuse me for being at work at the studio!" Nemo placed a hand on their own chest in a dramatic gesture. "Good things take time, you know."

"Like us meeting again, I guess..."

The comment wasn't made in bad faith, but it certainly struck a chord in both parties. They had been working hard, each on their own musical projects, and there was no time for a meet-up lately. When had the last time been? The Eurostar music video? Ages ago. Both of them sighed at the thought.

"Yeah, you know... Things are hectic right now, but they won't be forever..." Nemo laid on their side, placing the phone against the pillow. "I can't wait to meet you again... To have you in my arms again..."

"Ah... I want that too", Silvester's eyes seemed to light up. "I still remember our little celebration after the final... Not the one at the park, you know, what came right after..."

"Oh, yeah, I do remember..." Nemo smiled. "We should... Replicate it, you know... As soon as we meet again."

"I wish I was there with you."

"But I am... Don't you feel me?" The Swiss rapper got a bit closer to the camera. "Kissing your cheeks and neck... And holding your waist..."

Silvester let out a sigh and chose to lay on the bed as well, after checking the door to the room had been properly locked. His heart started racing as he muttered the words that would start a night to remember.

"And... What else are you doing...?"

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

Thank you everyone for the 100 followers!

The treatment has been slow, but it's been working wonders for my health and I honestly feel better, but I need a bit more of time to adjust. So I'm still in semi hiatus.

I'll soon get back to writing. Thanks for your patience and love!

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

Today is a very, very special date for me!

On this date, exactly 2 years ago, I started writing RPF for the Eurovision community. And my first work was actually a BoJere since they reunited on that one Käärijä gig in Tavastia!

To celebrate, I'm putting it here so you all can read it, too, if you want your BoJere nostalgia sex fix 💙

Title: Let your body do the talk (and tell me how much you've missed me)

NSFW?: Very much so.

Pairing: Bojan Cvjetićanin x Jere Pöyhönen aka Käärijä (BoJere) - Top Käärijä x Bottom Bojan

Summary: It's been a hot minute since they last were together. And God, was it hot, and hotter by the minute.

In which Bojan and Jere let each other know just how much they've missed the other.

You can read it clicking right here ✨

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

Well... I'm at the hospital. Nothing too serious, just some exams due to general not feeling so well, but still, this means my writing will be a bit more sparse than it already is. If I do post smth in the upcoming days, it'll be a daily post at most.

I know all of you want me to come back, and I want it too! I just... I need to get better. I'm sorry, y'all. But I promise I'll try to deliver because y'all deserve it. I wanna give back all the love you give to me. 💙

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

desperately need more erika x fem!reader in my life

I can't resist Erika Vikman, as a female presenting agender, and I think none of us can resist Erika Vikman really so let's do this for our sapphics 💙

I'm also DYING to write some Erika x Miriana Conte so I'll probably do it in the future when requests are done.

Enjoy our Cicciolina being the cutie pie she is 💙

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"Do you wanna choose the next song?"

Erika hands you her phone so you choose whatever is playing next. You two are getting ready to go out together for a dinner, and it's the first time you and Erika are going together to an event as something official. You know most of her friends already, but you still want to make a good impression.

You know Erika doesn't really mind who chooses what song next, she's really doing this so your mind stops racing for a bit. She looks gorgeous, with her hair done to perfection and a black dress that suits her heavenly figure perfectly. In comparison, you can't help but feel like she's a goddess and you are a mere mortal who got lucky.

"Here, let me help you, dear..." Her words are so kind right now, as her hands reach for the brush to help you do your hair. "Do you want any special styles? I can do something quick."

The way her fingers feel when they go through your hair with so much care and loving, even if your hair is short, shows how much she likes you. And how much she wants you to feel comfortable. She listens to you if you voice your concerns, and smiles into the mirror, so you can see the reflection.

"Come on, princess, you look perfect!" She presses a kiss to the top of your head. "You will always be perfect to me. Just because you're you."

She pauses for a bit.

"Actually, I think I can get you to be a little more prettier."

You see what she means when she reaches out for her makeup purse. Your heart begins to race again, as you try and dissuade her from the idea. But she puts a hand on your shoulder.

"I promise you it'll be fine! I won't do a heavy makeup if you don't want to. And we will choose what colors your want to wear, yes? To match your outfit."

You think about it for a bit and end up nodding. She walks you through each step, being light with her hands when she applies every product and making sure you look amazing. Then comes the part where she has to put lipstick on.

"Want to try mine?" When you nod, you see her grin and lean in to kiss you for a long minute. When you look back at the mirror, your lips are faintly painted in her same color. She chuckles before grabbing the lipstick. "I might've cheated a bit there, sorry, doll..."

Her touch is still light when the lipstick glides over your lips with a lot of ease. Her eyes shine when she sees your final makeup look. She's pleased with what she sees.

"Ah, wait - final touch", she ends up leaning in and placing a kiss on your collarbone, leaving a mark above it. "And for me too, yes?"

Before you're about to lean in for the same spot, she shakes her head and points right above her right breast.

"Here."

The thought makes you blush a little, but you end up complying, which earns you a pat on the head.

"I just want everyone to know you belong to me, and I want everyone to know you are mine. We can share perfumes if you'd like as well, but... I think this touch is much more personal and cute, don't you think?"

You smile.

She's the perfect woman and you feel so lucky to have her.

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

i loioce your art like infinitely but like u should put the right tags so it can reach nore people cayse i read one fic of yours and i couldn't find it because of that, i hope you get better!!!

Thank you for the comment! I never really know what tags to use, so I stick to my default ones. I might've tagged a story incorrectly as a talking post instead of a writing post, I'll check that.

In the meantime, if y'all have any tag suggestions to reach more people, I'm all ears!

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

Hi,

I liked the fic about Danya and Valya sharing a partner!

Maybe you could write the beginning of their relationship?

Hello everyone!

I'm trying to accustom myself back to writing. Today has been a nicer day for my anxiety and I've been able to go through my day without feeling like I'm going to die as much as I have felt these past days. Small progress is still progress, right?

As such, I'm picking requests from my askbox and typing them. Probably this will be my only post today, or if I have time I'll drop another, who knows. But I didn't want to leave you high and dry!

I was a bit scared of going into a semi-hiatus because I thought I'd lose followers, but it's been the opposite - we're at 92! Everyone, thank you so much. You're a great audience and I love reading your comments. 💙

Okay, I've yapped enough. Let's get to what's really important!

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Today was the day. You were going to have that date with Valya and Danya, even when they didn't know it was one. You hadn't yet disclosed details about the nature of this meeting, but you knew this was the day where you made up your mind. Who would your heart choose? The dreamer Daniil, always on the clouds, or the sensitive Valentyn, down to earth but kind?

This was going to be a tough decision. Ever since you met the twins, your heart had started beating in a different frequency, everytime you spent time with them. Danya's hand on yours, Valya's head on your shoulder, the laughter, the trips to go window-shopping, the songwriting sessions, and late night conversations that lasted until dawn... It all felt precious. You treasured it with all you had.

And something told you those feelings were very well returned. Maybe it was something in the way they looked at you, or in a simple slip of the tongue in a phrase, or a hug that lasted a second longer than the acceptable hug for a friend, but you knew that somewhere there was a chance your feelings wouldn't go to waste. Now, to choose who would it be... That would be a hard task.

"Oh, there they are!" Danya's voice snapped you out of your thoughts, as he grabbed your hand. Valya was quick to grab the other.

"Looking great", he smiled. "We prepared a picnic for the evening, we hope you don't mind."

"It was a little bit of a last minute idea but we hope you have a great time."

"Yeah, absolutely. Let's go!"

Just then you see the picnic basket Valya has on his other arm. You enter the park where the date was supposed to happen, and set up your picnic underneath a tree. You notice dandelions growing nearby, as the twins set everything up - drinks, charcuterie, fresh fruit, snacks, all that you like. They even brought fancy glasses to have a drink out of.

The afternoon goes on between laughter, conversation and music. In the meantime, you notice their gestures towards you - how they hold your hand, or put dandelions on your hair, and the way they smile at you. You can't help but wonder if one twin is trying to one-up the other or if they're working in tandem. This is making the decision so difficult...

After a while of silence in a particular conversation about relationships, you realize that this is the moment where you have to make your move. But if you make a move on one of them, you will leave the other. And you don't really want that. This makes you feel so conflicted you stay silent for a moment too long.

"Hey, are you okay?" Danya looks at you, and Valya follows suit.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

You look at the both of them and end up sighing as words start exiting your mouth - you have to say this, risking to lose them in the process. You talk about your feelings, and how they have done nothing but rise and rise, like a boiling pot of water. And now, you were at this point where you had to make a choice, but... You didn't want to. You wanted them both. You wanted the twins to love you, and love them the same, because they are too special, and you can't let them go. And you know this is all wrong, and greedy, but... The heart wants what it wants.

After a moment, Valya hugs you with an arm, and his twin does the same.

"Hey, no, come on..." The guitarist starts speaking. "Listen, we're not going anywhere. Not without you."

"Yeah, come on, you think we didn't know what was going on?" Danya's half smile looks so charming now. "We were fully aware of this. And this was all our plan."

"Yeah. We wanted you to get a glimpse of what your new life was going to look like..."

"... If you want it to be like that, of course."

You stare at them dumbfounded for a minute. So, they had already made agreements? They had talked about this possibility before? Your heart races as you feel their lips on your hands at the same time, in the same spot on your knuckles.

"Say... Do you think there's enough space for the both of us in your heart?"

"We are twins. We are so used to sharing, it doesn't bother us anymore. So please..."

Valya is the first one to go for a short kiss of your lips, and then Danya does the same, before the two of them say the same phrase in unison.

"Do you want to be ours?"

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

Thank you, everyone, for being so understanding 💙

I'll try to upload some of the pending requests as soon as possible. I also want to talk to you about an AU I have and with which I don't know really what to do. I tried to write about it but I'm on a stump.

In either case, I'm so glad to have such a great crowd. You make my insecurities as a writer go away and you make me believe in myself a bit more. I hope you continue to enjoy my works.

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

You're doing great, and please be kind to yourself. I get that a full askbox can feel like a lot of pressure, especially with those impatient people in there. We should remember that this isn't your job and be thankful you're here writing anything at all.

Kindest anon, thank you so much for this message 🥹💙

I'm gonna take some time here to talk to you about my personal life. I don't have much of a busy life - I take only one class, two days a week, I study Slovene, I have singing lessons, a workshop of a traditional theater technique that's typical of the region where I am (and where we are getting a performance ready for July), and then I also have an improvisation group where we get together and jam. Still, it's easy to feel overwhelmed, more because I am autistic and masking is harder these days for me. I come here to write and unwind.

Lately, though, I feel as if I have to bring something everyday and if I don't, I'm letting you all down.

But today, since I've woken up feeling sick from anxiety, I have decided to do something I didn't want to do - I'm closing my requests until I complete all my pending ones. As of today, I have 40 requests I haven't replied to yet and another one in my Dms that I wanted to get to but wasn't able yet. I want to be able to provide for quality work for everyone.

This being said, my askbox is still open for any questions or comments! Just, don't request anything. This is not a permanent closure, this is just temporary, I promise. So if you have something you'd really like to read, please keep it in a note pad or something and send it to me as soon as the pause period is over!

I hate to do this, because I feel like I'm letting you guys down or that I'll lose followers because I'm putting a limit, but I assure you all, the content won't stop coming. I'll do my best to give you all what you want, while taking care of my own mental health. This being said, I'll also pause the weekly schedule and just post whatever I want until the requests are fully gone.

I hope you understand. Really. I'm sorry for letting you all down. 🥹

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

I feel tired tonight, so probably there won't be an early post... I'll probably also just post one Kaj request and the other will be other of my most requested - either Katarsis or Valya and Danya x Reader.

This week started on the wrong foot... I'm trying to remain as positive as possible. Please be patient!

[soarelesiluna-ao3]

Can I ask for Lucio with a reader that's essentially his complete opposite?

Certainly I can! I am Lucio's opposite personality wise hahaha but we have similar body builds!

But this is going to be so much fun to write! I love the opposites attract trope (which is why I love Lucasso and Go-Lucio so much 💙) and this one is right up my alley.

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Your phone hovers on top of the pizza box on top of the coffee table, trying to get the perfect angle. You want all your friends to know that you're having the perfect day, and the best way to do so is uploading an Insta story with the perfect filter and caption.

You decide to put up some emojis and a song in the background, before posting it. Lucio stares at you with an amused grin.

"Really, amore, is that necessary? You're having lunch with your mouth, not your camera", his tone doesn't seem really angry or upset, he's just baffled by the notion. Contrary to you, who liked to keep an archive to relive moments, Lucio was so low profile he didn't even touch the Instagram app. He barely saw your story mentions. "Eat it while it's still warm."

You giggle and nod, taking a big bite of the pizza. Your body scooches all the way to Lucio's side and ultimately sit on his lap while eating. He just smiles at you and leaves a kiss on your forehead. You fit perfectly there, as if you were meant for this.

While you eat, messages start buzzing from your friends, and you can't wait to read them. You only survey the messages on the lock screen before leaving the phone back on the coffee table.

Lucio doesn't say much, he let's the background music talk instead. Some old record is playing, probably a 70s Italian rock song you can't recognize. You, instead, take a chance to talk about your day about in town, and how you met some locals and made a couple new friends. You even found Lucio's grandma on the market and helped her carry things back to the restaurant!

He doesn't really say much, beyond a couple interactions here and there. He's a very attentive listener, you can tell, and you like it this way. You talk, he listens. You post stories, he prefers his peace. You make friends, he sticks to his music. You fall in love, he chooses to marry his art.

"You've had quite a busy day", he smiles, leaning his head on your shoulder. "And it's only lunchtime. I suppose this means your adventures in Maremma are far from over, hm?"

You nod enthusiastically, and grab your phone to show him a flyer of a nearby art market. You tell him he's a part of the plans now - he has to come with you! This is something he'd surely like! Lucio doesn't really say anything, he just nods and kisses your shoulder.

"Of course I'm coming with you, dear. Our meanings of peaceful evenings may be different, but one thing is for sure. My happiness is where yours resides. And I want to see it firsthand."

You don't tell him this, but he can surely imagine it - he is your happiness.

And just being with him is better than a thousand Instagram stories.