#alberto lip biting

[asgoodeasgold]

"There are worse days at work."

Matthew Goode being adorable (that lip bite 🔥) as usual, talking about having fun on the set of A Single Man and sharing a kiss with Colin Firth 💋.

📷 My edits from

AFI Fest 2009 red carpet interview, RealTVFilms on YT (link to full interview below)

A Single Man (2009)

Photographs by Kevin Winter/Alberto E. Rodriguez/Getty (heavily edited)

[brunosaderogatory]

Anyway I love that all the underdogs have their different way of laughing like Luca hugs/closes in on himself, Alberto bites his lip/moves his head, and Giulia moves her body/shoulders. Idk. The fact that they all have similar but slightly different forms of laughter is just a nice detail + makes them that much more alive

[teecupangel]

After reading a couple of fanfics(i have lost track of what ive read XD) where Desmond uses the Eye to connect to Ezio in the library and send him back to his 17 year old self to save his family: I got the idea/prompt that when Ezio awakens back in the past he rushes to his family, ignoring a golden thread of Importance. It cant be more importsnt than his family, surely? Either way, Ezio ends up discovering he has like 1-2 day to save his family(im unsure of the timeline, but i imagine he lands before he gains his scar). So, he rushes to save them. Here i kinda get a bit lost, im not very good at planning, but i imagine he ends up killing Alberto and exposes him as a traitor to his father etc. Eventually, after a few days things finally calm down enough that Ezio can finally check out that object his Sight has tagged as Important without feeling guilty for leaving his family alone. He follows the thread to a orphanage and there he sees a 1-2 year old with a scar on his lips and brown eyes that flash a very familiar gold when the child sees Ezio. "Desmond?"

So basically, the Eye damaged Desmond too much, so when he went back in time with Ezio, he had to be recreated. You could give him the charcoal black arm with golden lines or even his tattoo(could be interesting seeing peoples reaction to a child having what is percieved as a criminal brand?). Heck, maybe even give golden fluffy wings that he can hide? Idk, i mostly just want/need fatherly!Ezio bonding with baby!Desmond and this idea has rapidly gone out of control in my head. XD

but yeah, basically Ezio decides that Desmond has given him such a gift with allowing him to save his family, that now Ezio will take care him(he also feels pretty guilty ignoring the Important glow for so long).  He just needs to figure how to get his family accept what is looking like to be his motherless bastard, hopefully withoit too many questions. I also imagine Ezio gets the iconic scar this time from a fight with Vieri when he throws insults at Desmond for being "lesser": being a bastard and an Auditore in one package.

So, whats your thoughts on this? Anything you think is missing or want to add to?

Transferring him right as he gained his scar (like the rock hitting him was the trigger) would also serve as some kind of symbolism of his connection with Desmond, not just due to the similar scars but also because that is the first memory Desmond relived as Ezio (as long as we don’t count his birth). That would also give him 3 days max since the scar incident was on December 26, the guards tried to arrest the Auditores on December 28 and the execution would be on December 29.

Also, if you want to really hammer in Ezio feeling guilty about leaving Desmond for so long, a plot point could be that Ezio assassinates Uberto Alberti and he was able to prove to Giovanni that Uberto was a Templar BUT not that he was planning anything against the Medici or the Auditore. Perhaps, a simple Templar ring was all Ezio could give to Giovanni and telling him he was planning it with another man that Ezio hints to be Rodrigo Borgia without flatout saying it’s Rodrigo Borgia since he, as his teenage self, shouldn’t even know who the Borgias are at this point in time. This becomes a scandal all by itself and not even Lorenzo could protect the Auditores, telling them to leave Firenze as quickly as they could. Stand down and keep a low profile for now.

This leads to the Auditores leaving Firenze quickly and asking for sanctuary in Monteriggioni. Ezio would stay there to make sure everyone is safe and also to be ‘trained’ as an Assassin because Giovanni believes he could no longer wait until Ezio is as old as Federico to tell him the truth because of what Ezio has done.

Ezio also has to stay to show Giovanni that he wasn’t some rabid dog that would bite anyone.

This can range from months to even 2 years (technically 1-ish year since Ezio returns to the past in December) which is the same time frame Ezio had to train with Mario and his mercenaries in the previous timeline.

Either way, Ezio finally gets a chance to check on the important gold once he’s been deemed ‘good enough’ to go to Firenze while Federico goes to Roma with Giovanni as part of his training and maybe even ‘final test’.

And then he finds Desmond as a 2-year-old child who isn’t liked by the other kids because he was ‘creepy’ and they say he’s the devil’s child. Maybe Ezio didn’t recognize him immediately but their eyes met and Desmond’s eyes flashed gold and Ezio’s first instinct is that he does know him. He doesn’t remember when but he does know this child.

The one in charge of the orphanage finds him looking at Desmond and he tells him about how Desmond was heard crying somewhere Ezio knows all too well.

It was the same place Ezio had died on, the very same bench…

Someone gave him to the orphanage and they have nothing of him, he had been left naked in the cold that they feared he would have died had he stayed there any longer.

Then to hammer in the guilt, the reason why the children believe Desmond is the devil’s child is because of the charcoal black arm he had that no doctors could explain other than ‘he had been burned’ and Desmond had cried each time they tried to ‘examine’ it with their tools.

So Ezio takes him in, not knowing what else to do.

Then, it’s only the next day after he dreams of the only time he saw Desmond in Altaïr’s library that he puts two and two together and realized that the child was most definitely Desmond. He had to be.

And now, Ezio believes that Desmond is the reason why he had a redo and that he had failed Desmond for letting him be alone for so long.

He wouldn’t even think that people would think Desmond is his son until he hears it from one of the courtesans and he’d be like “Oh! That’s a good idea! I’ll just say he’s my son so people would stop asking questioning about who he is!”

And that was a mistake because now everyone believes he has a child out of wedlock. Perhaps Cristina would even think he had cheated on her considering Desmond’s age and now he has to suffer through his family’s questioning and lectures about having a child out of wedlock.

Then Desmond’s back starts getting itchy and later on it starts growing a pair of lumps…

That breaks his skin painfully, revealing puffs of feathers red with his blood but, after cleaning him (and trying to get him to stop crying because “Owie, papa! Owie!”)…

Ezio sees the feathers were white…

With lines of gold that he has become familiar with in his previous life.

[giacomettislament]

alberto giacometti, plaster sculpture of "la femme au chariot" in his studio in stampa

“baby, just pick up your phone.”

cater. leona.

content warning(s): explicit content

prompt: in which you explore waxplay with cater, in which you let leona bite you

commissioned by an anonymous commissioner! thank you very much for your support! if you’re interested in a commission, you can check out my page here.

—”It stings…”

Cater moans softly, rolling his hips gently into your core. Your breath catches in the back of your throat, the staggering difference between the burning pain against your skin and the drunken pleasure of sex becoming nearly too much for you to handle. Cater’s cock stretches you out deliciously: his dick rubbing against you greedily, the boy grabbing at your hips and waist as if you were going to disappear, him rutting into you like his life depended on it.

His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows, and he looks up at you with lovestruck eyes. “D-Do you feel good? Is Cay-kun making you feel good?”

You weakly nod, bracing yourself slightly as Cater shakily drops a few more drops of hot wax onto your skin. You gasp, your walls clamping down on him instinctively when your entire body braces up at the pain. The sensation shoots up your spine, going straight to the buzz in your brain. Pain never felt this addictive, and you ground your sex up against Cater’s drooling cock.

“More, Cater, please-,” you manage. Cater’s thighs tremble, and red marks all over his body from the wax only makes him feel that much more sensitive.

“If you beg for me like that… I can’t say no,” he laughs quietly. He draws his hips back, and you brace yourself. Your slick core tries to cling to his cock as he slides out, but when he roughly forces himself back into you, Cater stuffs himself as deep as he can into you. His moves are jagged, rough, animalistic, but each thrust is enough to have you clinging onto him and moaning your heart out.

Your body bore all of his marks proudly, the lingering signs of wax spurring him on. You were right where he wanted you. Underneath him, holding his body close, completely at his mercy so that he could shower you with all of his stifling love and lap up all of your attention until Cater swore he was going to get sick from it.

“Cay-kun can’t get enough of you… I get so happy when you say you wanna do all sorts of fun things with me,” he babbles. His face glows with a bright crimson blush, and his eyes glimmer possessively towards you. “Please have sex with Cay-kun forever! Nobody else makes me feel this way! I can’t live without you!”

His fingertips press into your skin, right where the wax has clung to your body and burned you. You wince, but you don’t push him away. Maybe that masochistic streak in you was bigger than you thought. Maybe you were just the same as Cater sometimes, willing to squirm and beg and do whatever it is needed for the love you craved.

You kiss his mouth, moving your lips against his open mouth. Cater moans, and his dick throbs noticeably inside of you when you swirl your tongue against his. The poor boy’s ridiculously turned on, and Cater whines incoherently into your lips as you practically milk his cock with your irresistible hole and take over all of his senses.

He doesn’t stop bucking his hips against yours, moving his body lewdly and doing whatever he can to make you feel good. It’s so, so easy for him to lose himself in your body and to cum all over you like he was fucking you for the first time, but Cater hates it thinking that you might not be enjoying this as much as he is.

Gonna make them cum! Gonna make them feel good! Gonna make sure they don’t think about any other man than Cay-kun!

But as you keep him close to your heart, wax marks and all, Cater can’t imagine being any happier than he is now. And he’s sure you must feel the same way too.

—Leona’s bite has always been worse than his bark, yet you couldn’t stop yourself from wanting to wallow in that delectable pain for as long as you could. He hovers on top of you, his dick buried deep in your hole. Your thighs are slick with his cum, and your body feels numb and muted from how much he’s ravaged your body. But even then, you still want more—you want him to mark you up and take you as his, so that anybody who even so much as spares a glance at you knows how much he’s ruined you.

“You’re a real fucked up herbivore, aren’t you?” He rasps against your neck. You whimper when he draws his hips back slowly, making sure your clenching walls feel every movement from his cock. It’s big and girthy, and every little shift from him makes you feel him rub against you that much more.

His fangs dive into your skin again, and the pain that shoots through you is almost electrifying. Your walls clamp down on him immediately, begging for him to continue rut against you and fill your stained sex up with more of his cum.

“Gonna mark you up nice and good, you masochist,” Leona mocks you. “Bet that’d be a sight for sore eyes. Maybe parading you around with all of these hickeys and bite marks all over will motivate me to get to class. Wonder what the teachers would say…”

Your stomach coils at the thought of Leona putting you on display like that. Then everyone would know that he fucked you, that he came inside of you until you thought you couldn’t take anymore, that you belonged to him.

Without warning, he rams himself into you. You recoil onto his bed, throwing your head back and screaming his name. Leona bites down harshly on your shoulder, digging his teeth in until you thought you were going to pass out from how overstimulating everything was. You couldn’t take that much more, but you wanted it. You wanted it so bad: his greedy rhythm, his need to show everyone that you were his, his insatiable attitude towards everything.

“It’s too much!” You cry out, your heels pressing into his sheets. You don’t push him off, and Leona’s fangs threaten to break skin. Your clavicles are littered all over with his marks, and your hips bear his fingertips and grip.

He chuckles, thrusting in and out of you. The wet noises of his skin slapping against yours were only aggravated by all the cum drooling out of your abused hole, and your throat burns as Leona fucks into you like you’re his personal fleshlight. Your body’s tight and warm, and the way your hole clings to his cock has him hooked.

“Feels good, doesn’t it? Thought so. Nobody else around here can do you like I do you,” he smugly purrs. His tongue laps at the fresh bite marks on your body, the skin welling up angrily at the pain. You lean in, gasping uncontrollably the throbbing in your core swells more and more, spurred on by the way his cock fucks into you in all the right places.

“More, more- Keep going, Leona, please!” You squeal. “Bite me, mark me! I’m yours!”

“That’s a good herbivore,” he coos mockingly down at you. His pace picks up, and you swear you’ve never felt anything like this before. Your body croons and keels at how overwhelming it is, and the heat you feel is almost stifling. He presses a series of kisses against all the hickies blooming on your skin, and the dull throb of pain you feel makes your core twist and tighten in response.

He leans down until his mouth is up against your ear, and he playfully nips at your earlobe. “Damn right you’re mine, stupid herbivore. Can’t go around losing someone like you to anybody else. Wear those marks proudly, got it? If you don’t… I’ll start leaving them in places that are impossible to hide.”

x

[the-resurrection-3d]

Alright before I say anything keep in mind that broke people should never laugh.

Anyway, I just scribbled out some ekphrastic flash based loosely on this piece of nsfw DHMIS art that's been stuck in my head for days. It's about 230 words, I think? Regardless, enjoy!

There's a moment right before Luca opens his eyes, where the slice of light from the opening door falls across his face and makes the sticky green scales on his chin shimmer and his eyelashes lay ink-black against his flush-pink skin, where he's gently holding Alberto's cock up at its base to keep it steady while he swallows around whatever he can fit in his mouth, where Alberto bites his lip and holds his hand to Luca's hair and almost forgets to breathe, scared to touch him, scared to force him by accident or shatter the scene, a moment where the old closet almost isn't too dark and too hot and too full of dusty shoeboxes and old shopping bags and only a small stool to save Luca's knees, where Luca tastes salt on the back of his tongue and feels his love pulse down deep in his stomach, where it's still only six minutes and fifty-nine seconds--

Giulia stands in the doorway, eyes wide as moons. Luca pulls away from Alberto's cock with an obscene little 'pop' and stares back, mouth open but dumb. His tongue unconsciously cleans up the bead of salt-spit that's rolling down his bottom lip.

Alberto almost says something first, but Giulia closes the door again and in the short distance they hear her tell her mother that she'll be fine without a coat.

[herwonderland7]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟒 ― THE FIRST REUNION

CHARACTERS ― Riana Aera Morian, Cha Eunwoo (ASTRO), Jung Jia Valentia Neolas, Jung Jinyoung Jonah Neolas, Jung Junyoung Joel Neolas, Aretha Anthia Morian, Elexis Violeta Doukas, Zen Alberto

GENRE ― fantasy, nct!prince, nct!royalty, nct!as!vampires, nct!as!wolves

WORDS ― 2772

WARNINGS/AUTHOR’S NOTE ― The first reunion of Aeria, her two youngest children, Anthia, Zen and Violeta.

SUMMARY ― Maybe with the reunion with his mother, Jinyoung could repair his relationship with his father.

“How is she?”

The God of Leo Constellation looked up to the knowing voice – seeing the tattooed armed boy staring down at him. Leon looks at him amused as he leans back to his chair, putting down the papers.

Leon doesn’t need to ask more – he knew what the prince of Neo Kingdom asked about. The news of Queen Aera returning to Wonderland has slowly been alerted to other parts of Wonderland – mainly the royal household of Aerina, Neo and Morian. 

So Leon isn’t surprised if her own children had found out sooner than the other parts of Wonderland.

“You should go down there and see for yourself, Prince Jinyoung.” The lion taunted, earning a slight glare from Jinyoung himself. 

“Don’t call me that, you lion.”

“Hah!” Leon scoffed, “No but seriously, you should see her majesty.”

Jinyoung’s eyes slowly downcast, him biting the bottom of his lip. He does this when he is nervous – or when he is having second thoughts.

“I don’t know, Taewon.” Jinyoung sighs, not meeting his cousin’s eyes. “I don’t think she would want to see me.”

Jinyoung believes that her mother would see him as a disappointment – he started to think that way ever since he distanced himself away from his own family. Jinyoung just hates the royal system so much for what they had done to her mother.

Till this day, he always thinks that there must be a way for her mother to stay in Wonderland without her leaving to Earth till the day she will return – and who would've thought it would be today.

There was a disbelieving look coming from the God of Leo Constellation. “You are an absolute idiot,” Leon insulted him, earning a wide eyed Jinyoung. “...An absolute idiot if you really think that way.”

Leon had his brows raised towards his cousin, judging the way Jinyoung looked right now. As much as Leon isn’t the type to meddle around whatever is happening in his cousins’ lives, he had no choice but to know since he is able to see their future.

He could see the children of King Jaehyun and Queen Aera’s future are all in good-hands thanks to how well their parents had taught them when they were young and the people they are surrounded with as they grew up.

Leon gave into his taunting self, sighing as he looked at Jinyoung. “There is a reason why everyone loves Queen Aera. You wanna know why?” 

Jinyoung met Leon’s eyes as the lion stood up – going to the side of his room where the reflecting pool is. Leon gestured towards the pool for Jinyoung to come and look. 

The prince quietly went towards Leon’s side, seeing the God putting the tip of his index finger on the water – then to reveal a few faces. Seeing the Queen looking at a portrait in the hallways of Estellea palace with one of the ASTRO princes.

“You missed them, didn't you?”

“..You don’t want to know how many nights I have cried whenever I see them in my dreams.”

“You’ll see them soon. I promise.”

“..What if they forget about me? I mean.. As you have said, it’s the 21st century now.”

“No, they won't, Aera. They remember you, really. Actually almost everyone knows you….”

The water forms into a small wave, as it erases the scenario that they had seen in front of their eyes. Leon’s eyes turned towards Jinyoung who was gulping onto the lump on his throat.

Jinyoung’s eyes met with Leon’s – seeing the lion’s gaze turned towards the door. “Junyoung is waiting outside, if you want to visit her.” Leon gestured by his chin, earning a silent nod from Jinyoung himself.

Without a word, he left Leon’s room – earning a small smile from the lion as he looked towards the reflecting pool, to see Queen Aera smiling at the portrait of her husband.

Eunwoo wasn't afraid; the moment Aera made the first conversation, he knew what they had said about Aera was true. Kind, Compassionate, Empathetic. They were know talking about each kingdoms' state; it was more to Eunwoo telling Aera about the current kingdoms.

Her footsteps slowed down as soon as she saw two familiar figures turning to a corner to where she and Eunwoo were.

With just a squint of her eyes, she recognizes their faces – who doesn’t recognize their own children? Aera’s eyes turned teary in just a second, which Eunwoo quickly asked the two of them to hurry their way towards them before he excused himself, knowing they would need a moment for themselves.

The twins ran towards where the two of them were. Aera was trying their best not to shed any tears – the moment she gets to see them up close. In her eyes, she could definitely differentiate the two of them just on how they dressed and their given hair colour.

The boy with brunette hair was wearing a leather jacket, while the other with dirty blonde hair was wearing denim. Aera finally met their eye contact as they stood in front of her – with the two boys quietly bowed towards her.

That was the moment Aera let out a soft whimper, causing the two boys' eyes shot towards the woman in front of them – known as the Queen, and most importantly, the one who gave birth to them. 

Junyoung glanced towards Jinyoung, not knowing what to do since this is the first time they met their mother – without the guidance of their older siblings. 

Jinyoung knew he had to take the first step, gulping down the lump of his own throat – his hand shakily trying to calm his mother by patting her back rather awkwardly.

“D-Don’t cry, mother..” Jinyoung muttered softly, eyes peering onto her – which he didn’t expect what was going to happen next. 

Aera somehow grabbed ahold of his arm, along with Junyoung who let out a shriek, pulling both of them to her arms rather tightly.

The two boys stood frozen for a second before Junyoung finally let go of his guard as soon as he felt her warmth, and saw a glimpse of her emotions that were filled with joy and sadness.

Aera didn’t bother to hide her cries anymore – she was already whimpering, causing her to have hiccups. 

Jinyoung and Junyoung immediately let go of her. Junyoung didn’t hesitate to cup his mother’s face, smiling while wiping the visible tears that were still rolling down on her cheeks.

“It’s okay, mother. Everything’s going to be okay,” Junyoung cooed, trying to soothe the crying Aera – who was by then crouching on the floor with the twins crouching in front of her.

Jinyoung didn’t realise this – but he had quietly shed tears, and he found out when Junyoung was gesturing to his own face while trying not to giggle knowing Jinyoung isn’t the type to cry out of emotion.

“I’m sorry.” Aera muttered out and Junyoung turned towards Jinyoung, seeing the other shaking his head. “Don’t apologise, mother. It’s not… your fault.”

“But—

“We know.” Junyoung smiled a little, “We know why you left, you had no choice anyway.” He continued with a shrug while helping his mother to stand.

“You know?” Aera tilted her head slightly, “H-how?”

“We study of course,” Jinyoung dead-panned, earning a disapproving look from Junyoung from the way the other twin answered.

“Right…” Aera smiled a little, “I must have gone for a long time, didn’t I?” 

Junyoung turned towards Jinyoung with a grimace look, before looking towards Aera with an apologetic look. “I’m sorry, mother. We are still learning to calculate Wonderland and Earth timeline. The others are able to count though!” 

Aera chuckled slightly, ruffling both Junyoung and Jinyoung’s hair as she shook her head. “..Well I’m not surprised, because I still didn’t get to learn fully.” She walked in the middle of the twins as they looked surprised.

“When I was still a Queen, which I assume now Anthia is still the Queen and is doing the admin stuff, Violeta was the one who used to do reports that  involved calculation.” Aera confessed sheepishly, remembering the times where she was Queen and the days where she was stressed out. Aera continued to tell them about her days, which Jinyoung didn’t fully listen to his twin’s conversation.

That is because he is busy looking at his mother’s face.

Jinyoung was mesmerised, he was in awe.

He can’t believe his mother is literally beside him, walking and talking to him and his twin. 

Looking back, his mother looked better now as she stood in front of him, than in the portraits that they drew. Most of them drew Aera as Scarlet Witch, portraying her as someone who looks scary and full of red. But in reality, she looks like any young woman out there.

Speaking of young, it actually scares Jinyoung a little that her mother doesn’t look like she aged, even just a little. No wonder his father loved her – to the point citizens made a saying ‘King Jaehyun had an undying love for Queen Aera.’ 

It was grossed to Jinyoung back then, but now he gets it.

Aera turned towards Jinyoung with a wide smile – before meeting his lost gaze.

“Jinyoung?” Aera called out softly, feeling a harsh tap on his shoulder that was made by his twin swiftly – causing Jinyoung to blink his eyes towards his mother, shaking his head before gesturing to continue.

Just as they were about to walk down the stairs, Junyoung stopped at his tracks abruptly – which caused Jinyoung to stop while holding onto his mothers’ arm.

“What is it, Jun?” Aera called softly, seeing Junyoung staring ahead – eyes that looked lost, but Aera could feel an energy from him, then realising Junyoung was using his powers.

Junyoung’s eyes flutter before turning towards Aera with a wide smile – grabbing onto her arm before pulling her down, leading her down the stairs in a hurry.

“H-Hey!”

“Jun! Don’t pull mother like that!”

“Oh god, now I really do feel old.” Aera was catching her breath when Junyoung was literally pulling her as they made a run for it with Jinyoung running after them.

Now they are literally outside the palace, back in the garden.

“Seriously, Jun.” Jinyoung sighed loudly. “Why did you bring us here?”

Junyoung looked around, a frown was shown on his face. It looks like he was waiting for someone. “Well–

Muffled voices, at the same time a sudden breeze passed by the three of them – causing Aera to look behind to see an open portal, and in reflex she grabbed both of the twins behind her in defence.

Just then, a few familiar faces revealed themselves behind the portal – a surprise look coming from Aera the moment she met with their eye contacts.

There stood Anthia, and she wasn’t alone. 

“Aera!” 

Her name was being called in unison, with bodies literally jumping onto her causing her to support their weight. Aera heartily chuckled as soon as Anthia, Violeta and Zen jumped onto her for a bear hug.

Yes, even Zen that the twins had wide eyes as soon as the butler hugged their mother tightly – followed by Violeta as the amazon warrior kissed Aera’s forehead as a tradition of welcoming someone back home.

Lastly, it was Anthia – she stood in front of Aera, analysing her features closely. Indeed it was her sister, Anthia couldn’t believe this that she had to shake her head.

“You still look the same,” Anthia muttered, earning a sheepish smile from Aera. “Thanks, I guess?” Aera answered awkwardly, looking at her sons – standing beside the other two who were smiling at the sisters’ interaction.

Anthia couldn’t hold any longer so she pulled Aera into her arms, squishing her with all her might – at the same time hearing Anthia sobbing quietly at her back. Aera didn’t hesitate to wrap her arms on Anthia’s back, she missed Anthia too.

After relieving how they miss each other’s presence, they finally let off each other with Anthia holding onto Aera’s arm closely. Aera noticed the crown she was wearing.

“You look great as Queen, it matches with your collar.” Aera complimented, earning a shy smile from Anthia.

“Since you’re back, I’m planning—

“No. I’m not taking the crown back.” Aera cuts her off, shaking her head. “Besides, following the proper tradition.” Aera turned towards Violeta who was already smiling, knowing how educated Aera is when it comes to traditions.

“The first born is supposed to be crowned prince or princess, right everyone?” Aera questioned the people she is surrounded with, seeing even Jinyoung and Junyoung nodding.

Anthia gave Aera a side-eye, “We’ll talk about this later.”

Aera let out her tongue towards the older one, before giggling towards the twin – who was taken aback upon their mother and Auntie’s interaction. Just like that, Anthia and Aera were ahead with their own conversation at the front.

“Are they always like this?” Junyoung turned towards Zen, who had his hands at his back as per usual whenever he walked with the royals. “Yes, your highness. It gets pretty loud when Princess Aurelia joins in.”

“Speaking of Aurelia…” Violeta muttered to herself, earning the attention from the twins.

“I assume you forgot to tell Auntie Aurelia?” Jinyoung smirked amusingly – seeing Violeta’s face turned grim. “...I think she already found out by now. Oh no, we haven’t told your father and your uncles…” Violeta looked at the twins, seeing them shrugging.

“Heard from Jia that they arrived in Neo palace by now so they should be home right now?” Junyoung informed, then saw Jinyoung folding his arms while looking like he was thinking. 

“I think it’s better for mother to go to Aerina first, don’t you think?” Jinyoung turned towards Zen and Violeta. “With the annual family dinner coming up, it’s best to do it in Aerina this time, where everyone would be gathered. We can also celebrate mother’s return; just us though, before it turns into a chaos where citizens would find out.”

Jinyoung looked towards Zen who was already writing down what he had said; the annual family dinner is where Neo children would all gather to have dinner together; yes, all of the family.

They would take turns to do it in Aerina and Neo – this time with Aera’s return, Jinyong is suggesting to do it in Aerina since there is a special reason now.

“I agree with Prince Jinyoung.” Violeta nodded, “But, I just hope it won't spread to the citizens yet.. It’s too soon for them to know and Queen Aerina hasn’t even returned home from her holiday with Grandma Kim.”

“When is Grandma Aerina and Grandma Kim coming home again?” Junyoung asked with Zen flipping his notebook. “Tomorrow afternoon, your highness.”

“Well, I hope the news will spread slowly…?” Junyoung said sheepishly, earning a small smile from Violeta. 

“How about your father? Do you think he knows?” Violeta smiled amusingly as she folded her arms – knowing how good their relationship with their father is. Violeta could see Jinyoung’s face fall at once.

“Don’t know, don’t care.” Jinyoung shrugs – with Junyoung clicking his tongue. “Jinnie, don’t be like that. Mother will be sad if she knows you hate father.”

“You–

Jinyoung’s eyes fell towards the two figures from far – seeing them talking, particularly seeing his mother nodding to his Auntie Anthia who was speaking about something rather serious.

His mother’s eyes caught Jinyoung from far – with her smiling towards Jinyoung before turning towards his Auntie Anthia.

Jinyoung sighed – knowing that his father had returned home, he knew he had no choice but to interact with him, and now her mother had returned too.

“Just talk to father, slowly, Jin. And I don’t get why you hate him so much.” 

Jinyoung could hear Junyoung’s voice in his mind, although he was speaking with Zen regarding the plans of the family dinner. These were the powers the twins shared. 

“..I don’t know. I’ll see how, anything to make mother smile.”

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 (𝐜.𝟑) ⤄ 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 (𝐜.𝟓)

her wonderland : for infinity [the 3rd adventure]

[ciaobeto]

*   𓋒   caro  @mixnmuse​: “ it’s like you’re not really here; even when you are. “ (luca to alberto because angst)

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟏

Sea Green eyes wild like the waves crashing to the shore, his eyes widen, and lip quivers before he could even stop his expression from betraying him. Grinding his teeth together to will back any tears or outburst; cry or shout of pain and confusion. Luca’s words catch him off guard and hit him like a harpoon through his chest. 

Alberto fastens his fingers into fists, knuckles cracking from the pressure. How could he have been so stupid? He has been distancing himself. Not because he didn’t want to be near Luca...sharks no. The opposite. He wanted Luca with him always, so badly that he was afraid it would suffocate the other boy and tear them apart. He missed their soft touches, hugging  and lying together atop of the abandoned lighthouse of Guilia’s hide out over summer when Alberto surrendered her room back to her.

He bit back the tears, biting his own lip until it bleeds.  ☀ ❝ Luca...❞   Stupid boy. Stupid boy abandoned on a rock before his father taught him how to be a man. And the only way he had known how to handle the first friend he had ever had was to act jealous and possessive. He doesn’t want to look at Luca, if he does, if he dares he knows he would break. A lot has happened since they were apart. 

❝ I-❞  He’s looked. He’s looked at him, into those hazel eyes and tears stream down his face.  ❝ I don’t want to be even a step away from you.❞ His voice cracks out of him.  ❝ I don't want this. I want,...” Shoulders rise and fall in small hiccups. ❝ I can’t stand to lose you over and over again so I thought ...❞  This was too much.  ❝ I thought if I didn’t get so close this summer... ❞  Fingers fumbling.  ❝ I would be able to say goodbye without...❞  It was too late now to hold back.Why dors he have to be so vile and selfish? Luca didn't deserve this! He deserved to be happy at school and noy have to worry about Alberto. Alberto is too much for him. ❝ without any of the pain. ❞ They were not even half way through the summer and it was already far too late for that. His chest is tight and it’s hard to breathe.

[flying-princess]

Alberto Lip-Bite Appreciation Post

Which is your favourite aside from the first one?😅

[meowymcmeowerson]

nothing. i just like how it’s canon that alberto acknowledges that luca is good looking.

it’s like that scene in mean girls

luca: so you agree? you think i’m handsome?

n alberto’s like ofc u are damn look at u i can’t believe ur my boyfriend bestie

or maybe he’s also thinking “im glad he’s as handsome as i am” hahah i just love this shot sm

[bubblegum-god]

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[fi1thypuppet]

Anyway, Luca is a queer film

[dahoomanprincess]

So recently I fell in love with the movie 'Luca'...

And then yesterday I saw this:

Who watched 'Luca' knows that Alberto is mostly known for this:

Since Adrien is shown as Alberto...

(yall I know he looks soooo bad 😂😭)

Yeh

Anyways give credit when using!!!

[uhhelp]

Oh my god

So I got bored and was messing around with Akinator just because what else is there to do at 2 AM while constantly refreshing the page of the Luca fanfiction you JUST posted while waiting for people to read it?

Anyways, I did Luca first, and Akinator got him pretty quick, and the photo that came with the answer was the movie poster.

Then I did Alberto, and...

THIS WAS THE PICTURE

AND I FUCKING DIED

LIKE THAT'S THE MOST ALBERTO THING EVER

[the-resurrection-3d]

I started writing this last night to decompress from Le Thesis. It's meant as a sequel to a yet-unpublished fic by @lukebeartoe and before you ask, yes, I AM posting this now just to clown on you specifically for being slow.

ANYWAY. I'm gonna try and finish this later, but for now have some blowjob shenanigans featuring Luca's prehensile wiener.

Alberto is down on his knees, now, eyes closed as warm fingers of water trace stripes down his body and bring fins to his hair, feeling his arousal threaten to leak down his thighs faster than the weak blast of the shower head can wash it away.

Footsteps down the corridor -- Luca stiffens, but the footsteps seem to be heading away.

Not that it matters. Everyone’s seen him now, haven’t they?

Luca shudders as Alberto's tongue drags up the seam of him, chased by the magic knitting Luca's skin together with scales. Alberto gives Luca's clit a hard flick with the tip of his tongue, hard enough to make Luca buck, his pulse quick and loud between his legs. Luca feels the throb shifting under his skin, now deeper than it was just a moment ago –- until Alberto takes his clit into his mouth and sucks.

Alberto shudders when Luca's breath hitches, shudders again when he can feel Luca growing, reaching down towards the back of his throat. Alberto swipes his tongue along the underside as best as he can, feeling his lips stretch as Luca grows thicker and thicker. Luca moans, biting down on his hand as Alberto bobs his head just like he's been taught -- each slide of his lips down Luca's shaft has them opening wider, flesh filing his mouth as Luca's clit turns into a proper cock.

Maybe "proper" is the wrong word. The shape of the muscles and veins feel different in Alberto's mouth, more limber, and Luca only grows thicker on the way down. He pops off, strings of spit quickly broken by the water bouncing off Luca’s body and dripping down their faces. Rather than a human’s cylinder shape, Luca’s cock looks more like a tentacle, sans any suckers along the bottom. It’s still a rich blue, shiny even in the dull fluorescent lighting.

And then it wiggles.

Alberto’s eyes widen. “Do that again.”

Luca chuckles, lowering his hands from his face. “What? Haven’t you seen one before?”

“No,” Alberto says. He gestures towards the emptiness between his legs, adds, “Don’t exactly have much to go on.”

“But— never mind. Here, lemme—”

Luca wiggles his cock again, undulating it up and down.

“That’s so fucking cool.”

“Thank you.”

“Can you move it sideways or just up and down?”

Luca moves it sideways, though the motion seems to a tad more strained.

“Can you helicopter it?”

“I’ve never—"

“Can you pick stuff up with it?” Alberto doesn’t seem too concerned about the answers, because he takes the base of Luca’s cock in his hand and swallows the tip again, swirling his tongue around the sensitive point.

Luca tries to move the tip along Alberto’s tongue, as though to kiss him back.

Alberto pulls his head back, jerking Luca off as he laughs. “No fucking way.”

Before Luca can think better of it, he takes advantage of the closeness of Alberto’s face, gently prodding the tip of Alberto’s snout with his cock.

Boop.

Alberto laughs so hard he has to rest his forehead against Luca’s thigh while he tries to recover.

[eyelovveu]

There is another lip bite