#druck fics

[matteos]

[skambigbang]

We have made it to the mid-point of the Bang!

We hope you've had a chance to read some of these stories, leaving artists and writers some love, Kudos and comments.

We have more stories to come!

[evakuality]

Glücksbringer

Matteo and Jonas are working hard on their follow-up to internet cult favourite game, Technocrime2000, with the help of their new artist, David, but progress is slow.  Meanwhile, Luigi19 has a small measure of fame as one of the most popular streamers of the game.  With support from his best friend Nauticaljon, Luigi has gathered a dedicated and active fandom.  When a new player joins them, and the livestreams change in some very interesting ways, it sets the fandom on fire.  Everything seems perfect.  But there are problems over the horizon:  How can Matteo and Jonas possibly create a follow-up game which matches Technocrime’s cult status when the media seems out to get them?  Why do Luigi and Nauticaljon seem so familiar to newcomer ZombieAdam?  And what on earth is that troll talking about in Luigi’s comment section?

Chapter One - Matteo is up now! Posting every Friday, the fic is told over 10 weeks (plus an epilogue a few months later) in roughly real time, from June-September 2023. Written for the @skambigbang for 2023.

Many many thanks to @stazyros for the cheerleading, support and incredible beta help. This fic would definitely not be what it is today without her help! Lovely textile art from @dummerjan will be coming in a later chapter as it's a little too spoilery for the earlier chapters. So keep an eye out for that when it appears!

[melikes-reads]

Hiii!! I recently saw your post about how german people think and tbh, I have been learning German for about 3 years now and I still have to make a very conscious decision to place the verb am ende, or in the second position and I don't know if that ever goes away. That's the beauty of learning languages i guess.

I wanted to ask you if you have any fic recs, or german tv show recs, I need a german thing to hyperfixate on, lmao.

Hi! I'm glad to know I'm not alone with my syntax struggles :) We will prevail one day, I'm sure!

Now, about German tv shows... If you look at my blog, you'll find posts about my recent discoveries: Tatort Saarbrücken, Polizeiruf (Vincent Ross' cases) and the last couple of seasons of SOKO Leipzig.

Yes, they are cop shows. But! The two male leads and the two female leads in Tatort Saarbrücken are highly shippable, and there's a ton of fic! Lots of AUs, too, if crime series are not your thing. The same goes for Polizeiruf: Vincent Ross is a genderqueer police detective and it's gotten a lot of attention from fic authors :)

Last but not least, my beautiful beloved, Moritz Brenner, Leipzig police detective and queer extraordinaire... Unfortunately, he mostly shows up in fic as secondary character in cross-overs with Tatort Saarbrücken and Polizeiruf. But those fics are amazing.

P.S. If you prefer teen drama, there's the German version of SKAM: it's called "Druck" and you can find it on youtube (and many fics on AO3).

[extrasteps]

If you have fics downloaded, and they’re good, and they made you feel a certain type of way, please send them to me.

I’ve listed my fandoms in tags but honestly, I’ll read whatever atm!

[mercifuil]

YATIZ: A SKAM PHILIPPINE FANFIC comes out on January 9 (with a little something on January 7)

Don’t forget to check the website daily. https://bit.ly/YATIZPH

NOTE: It’s going to be in written form with some social media bits. Don’t expect too much.

Read up on what this fan-made Philippine SKAM remake is all about:

WHAT IS YATIZ?

HOW TO EXPERIENCE YATIZ

Watch the teaser here:

[dingusninetrillion]

(an: I found this in my drafts and I thought I would share)

Fatou is the first one to leave Berlin.

Kieu My stands in front of the duplex. Ilai is in the backseat with his nose buried in a book, Fatou’s mom is in the passenger's seat, and her dad is seated in the driver’s seat switching between fiddling with the radio and rechecking their route, making sure they have everything.

The car is just waiting for Fatou, so they can begin the long drive to Vienna. 

But until then, she is occupied. Her arms around Kieu My’s neck, face resting in the crook of her neck. Kieu My’s arms are snug around the small curve of Fatou’s back, a perfect fit, her hand straying from its grip and stroking at her side in an attempt to soothe the nervous shaking that has seemed to have overtaken Fatou’s body.

“Everything will be okay,” Kieu My whispers, chin on top of Fatou’s head, leaning down to brush her lips against her temple, and then pressing a kiss there, “We will still talk, still text, still call, still video chat, just as much as we did before, nothing even has to change.”

“I am not the one who is worried,” Fatou breathes into Kieu My’s shoulder, her voice almost cracking, but she is still shaking and her grip on Kieu My only tightens.

(That tells her otherwise.)

“I know, I know,” Kieu My mumbles, moving in even closer, if that is possible, murmuring softly as Fatou tucks herself deeper into Kieu My, “As if there is anything to even worry about.” She sways back and forth, part of it is nerves, maybe the other part is trying not to think of what might happen if she lets go. She is still gripping tightly, swaying them a bit too far on one side until Fatou re-steadies them with a quiet chuckle. 

Kieu My smiles at the gesture and pulls away in order to meet Fatou’s eyes, so she can see her, really see her. She glides a hand across the slope of her cheek. She takes note of Fatou’s smile, the ever-so-subtle pout that manages to hide just behind the curve of her top lip. Not only that, but she also takes note of the way her left eye crinkles and the way she brushes her fingertips against the scar on her forehead.

Nerves.

If it were anyone else, they probably would not have noticed.

“You are going to have so much fun, and you are going to grow so much more as a human. Vienna is such a cool city,” she says, squeezing Fatou’s waist once more, just because she can, “there will be so many cool and amazing people,” she leans in closer, and softly whispers “that includes girls.”

Fatou’s face flushes, barely noticeable, she brushes her fingers against her forehead once more, and casts a few quick glances around her, at the car, at the ground, at her house, before looking back at Kieu My and glaring, “You can stop talking now,” she says and there are traces of a frown that come with her words, which was not something Kieu My was expecting. Kieu My examines her intensely for a moment, racking her brain, wondering where in the conversation she stumbled. She somehow manages to regain her voice again, along with her hold on Fatou’s hips.

“But, just so you know,” she exhales, “there aren’t going to be any best friends or partners in crime like me, so I wouldn’t go out expecting to find any if I were you.”

Fatou rolls her eyes dramatically, except this time with a smile, “wouldn’t even think of it,” she says, her voice overflowing with sincerity, and regardless of what her face might say, Kieu My knows she means it.  

Then, ever so softly, against the shell of her ear, “It’s not like they’d compare anyway.”

Kieu My thinks she felt a shiver travel up her spine. 

(She forgets to spend time on that thought)

“Fatou,” Fatou’s dad calls as he looks up at the pair, “we need to get going.”

“Okay,” Fatou yells back, attempting to clear her throat and looking down at the ground, slowly loosening her hold around Kieu My, as if she is met with all the resistance of the entire universe. She glances back up, catching Kieu My’s eyes with her emotional, deep gaze and serious expression. Kieu My stares and stares and stares, she doesn’t want to stop. It is as if she is trying to memorize every angle and line of Fatou. Just looking at Fatou makes Kieu My want to snatch her hand and start running, back to the aquarium where they would escape after closing and hide under the dim lighting of the fish tanks, discussing all the possibilities of the universe.

(“Do you think there’s a parallel universe with a Fatou and Kieu My who are lying in the exact same way in the exact same place under the exact same fish tanks with the exact same lighting?”

“I would hope that the universe wouldn't be so cruel as to keep us apart.���

"Do you think they call each other zombiewoman and axolotlgirl, too?”

“I would like to think there is at least one version of us that switches it up, what do you think, Commander Jallow?” “Commander?”

“Well, Captain Vu, I must say that it is getting pretty late”)

There is already a noticeable emptiness in Kieu My’s chest, even though Fatou is within reach. Kieu My longs to smear the neon light that they spend so much time under over Fatou’s cheekbones, across the palm of her hand, her fingertips, and along her jawline. To mark every exposed hill and valley of Fatou’s body so that when Fatou touches Kieu My she will find the small traces of it on her body later, something just for the two of them, a reminder that will last. 

(Maybe it’s not too late...)

“I’ll miss you zombiewoman,” Fatou says, with a secret hidden behind her eyes.

“I’ve already begun, axolotlgirl,” Kieu My says, willing herself to break away from the almost half embrace. Fatou raises her head in a half nod, swallowing hard before she catches Kieu My’s face between warm palms, brushing kisses along the landscape of Kieu My’s face, making her way around the valleys and hills, before finally brushing the formed crinkle of her nose with her lips.

“Eventually,” Fatou says with an expression filled with so much certainty. She turns and climbs into the back seat, clicking her seatbelt into place before she rolls down the window, her mind still fighting the resistance of leaving, trying to ignore the gravitational pull.

“Eventually,” Kieu My lets out, clasping her own hands in front of her herself as she rocks her weight from side to side.

The car starts to pull away and Kieu My watches as it moves farther and farther away, standing frozen in place until it disappears from sight, and she finally gets the courage to start the walk home. 

[kimberlylex]

Big boy

[pointwhitmark]

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[arabellawearsblack]

I FINALLY WROTE A NEW CHAPTER! Enjoy some very mediocre writing, my sweet beans! xx 

Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Druck | SKAM (Germany) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Matteo Florenzi/David Schreibner Characters: Matteo Florenzi, David Schreibner, Jonas Augustin, Abdi Ates, Carlos Schmidt, Other Character Tags to Be Added Additional Tags: self gaslighting, Anxiety Summary:

When Matteo was growing up, he didn’t really feel like he fit in with his peers. The boys, Jonas, Abdi and Carlos were all getting into girls. Talking about girls, talking to girls… girls, girls, girls. Matteo couldn’t deal with it. He tried to act like he was interested, like he cared about it. He didn’t though, not at all. He was more into the idea of hanging out with the boys, going on late night trips to the old playground where they could just play around, drink some cheap beer and smoke some cigarettes and blast music that made them feel something.

*This is about a young boy growing up with a vulnerable heart and a whole lot of love to give but no one to give it to.

[matteos]

DRUCK | 3.10 How long have you known?

[skambigbang]

Did you enjoy this year's Bang? Did you participate as a writer, artist, beta or reader? Do you want to see Skam fandom continue to thrive? Well then we're looking for you! The SKAM Big Bang 2024 is looking for a new mod squad to carry this event on!

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[evakuality]

Glücksbringer - Chapter 6

Chapter Six - David is up now!

[youmustbestrongernow]

hiiii, I volunteer to be your fic enabler! I am currently re-reading one of your fics from DRUCK and it's hitting me in all the good spots because what is going on with David is also close to what I am dealing with, and your writing is just so wonderful! and I will enable you to write whatever you fancy, whatever peeks your interests, because your writing really just is so good and deserves to grow into much more than what at least I know of, a.k.a. DRUCK fics, I am literally your number one fan when it comes to your writing, and you inspire me to write as well! anyways, that was all very sappy, but hey, it's pride month so I am allowed! K, bye! xx

ok wow! firstly thank you for that sappy message, i really appreciate it, and it's made me smile

but also this response is so important to me because half the reason i wrote because i was working through my own things in life that i was dealing with, that others enjoyed reading it was a bonus, but that you related and felt seen, well that means the world. for me it was quite a lonely experience so i guess by throwing words out there through fic it helped me feel less alone.

but i really appreciate your cheerleading, i love to write, it's a great source of comfort for me. and while i write for myself, knowing my writing is enjoyed helps me so much. and wow that i inspired you to write, that is amazing!

and sappiness is always allowed! xx

[fatousbian]

Reading the comments on my old davenzi fics and getting a warm joyous feeling about them all over again <3

[mercifuil]

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YATIZ: A SKAM Philippine Fanfic, January 9, 2023, bit.ly/YATIZPH

It's a new year and Maya is back in school after the holiday break. After falling out in the summer with a friend, she's trying to keep a low profile hanging out with her boyfriend Noel and his best friend JR.